#her girlfriend died and she decided to be a bad bitch

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tara carpenter x f!reader

warnings: grammatical errors, mention of suicides, abusive household and also scream 5+6 au bc why not?!

a/n; IM ALIVE !! I'm so busy, school is shit broo

it was sunday, it meant it was cleaning time. but, you were to focused on studying that you forgot to clean the house.

you checked the time, and you realized, that your father was coming home soon. you panicked, and quickly started cleaning your room.

your father was an abusive alcoholic, it was a suprise. an loving caring man turning into an abusive alcoholic, when your mother died.

he didn't bother going to therapy, instead he started drinking and started doing drugs. when he's tired, he takes his anger out on you, when he's in a bad mood he takes it out on you.

he poured out his anger always at you, you didn't know why. you would always be hiding in the closet, filled with bruises from him. trying to hold your tear's, it was always hard. you've never told anyone about the abusive and toxic household you were in.

you were a joyful person, filled with sunshine but personally, no one ever knew you that well. except for your girlfriend; Tara Carpenter.

you heard the door creaking, you weren't even halfway done cleaning with your room and you still had a few rooms to clean. you were scared, you didn't have a way out.

you decided to hide in the closet, where you always do. you were scared for dear god, you were scared what he will do to you. your tear's streaming down on your face.

you heard a scream, “Y/N!! How come you still didn't clean the house?!” it was filled with anger, your heart is beating fast, you are scared. sweating intensely.

hearing footsteps from the stairs, and through the hallway’s of your bedroom. you prayed to dear god, to not hurt you. “y/n, i know you’re in there.” he say's, opening the door of your bedroom.

you had no way out. you heard him investigating every area.

he opened the closet door, “there you are.” he says, grabbing you from your wrist, tightly. “dad stop please! I'm sorry, I was so carried away—” you didn't have time to speak, he punched you so hard on the face.

that your nose started bleeding, “you really think I'm gonna believe you? you lying son of a fuckin bitch.” you were down on your knees, crying.

The next day

it was a good Monday morning for tara. she was awoken by her sister, sam. she got up from her bed and started making it, then after that she check's her phone if she received a message from you, but sadly she didn't.

it was something off, she chat's you again, asking if you were okay.

· my baby ; hey, are you okay y/n? im worried sick, text me back as soon as you can. hope you're okay mylove! I love you

timeskip at school

“hey guys, have you seen y/n? she hasn't texted me back.” tara said, worried about you. “look's like an overprotective girlfriend is worried about her troublemaker girlfriend.” mindy jokes, tara didn't find her funny, and just glared at her.

“oh there’s y/n!" anika pointed, she ran after her. “she seem's off today, its just not me who thinks she's off today? right?” mindy stated, the others agreed with her. usually, you would hangout with the friend group but this day, you didn't.

you went straight to class, it was unusual for them. you saw anika running towards you, but you decided to walk more faster so she wouldn't catch you.

once you entered inner part of the school, you saw anika not chasing you anymore. you were glad. you had a long oversized hoodie, covering your body and bruises. you went straight to class with the oversized hoodie on you, even tho it was hot as fuck.

after first period, you went to second period. not even bothering to check up on your girlfriend. you were just not in the mood to talk to anyone today. you just wanted peace, and alone time with yourself.

not until second period started, you realized that you and anika were seatmates. you and anika are bestfriends, she worries about you alot.

you sat down to anika, avoiding eye contact with her. “hey y/n, why are you avoiding us?” anika asked, but you didn't answer. anika wasn't really comfortable with your silence, since you were always loud and energetic.

she kept asking you questions but you didn't answer once. second period ended and it was third, you continued to third period with talking to any of your friends or even anyone.

after third, it was lunch break. you didn't have the appetite to eat. so you skipped it, and hid at the rooftop, listening to music peacefully and doing your work.

“y/n didn't talk to me in 2nd period, I don't know why tho, I think something's off about her.” tara looked at anika, “you should go check up on your girlfriend, tar.” liv suggested, but even tara didn't know where you were.

“ill go check up on her at the end of classes.” mindy really thinks tara is a bad girlfriend.

more timeskip

it was time to go home. you didn't go home yet, you were at the rooftop, smoking. it was peaceful, and calming for you. no disturbance.

not until you heard the door open, you put out your cigarette as fast as you can. you saw tara, looking worried sick at you. “y/n, are you okay? you didn't talk to us for the whole day, tell me everything, I'm willing to listen y/n.”

she says, pulling the sleeves of yours “and why are you wearing a jacket it's so—" you quickly took your arm away from her. she saw what she saw, bruises, blood streaming down your arms.

she was in disbelief, “im so sorry tara, i didn't mean to freak you out. I know I'm a bad girlfriend, you can leave me because of my weirdness and my bruises and scars—" she hugged you tightly, “im not gonna leave you y/n. I love you, and that's what matters. can you tell me what happened? it's okay if you're not comfortable.”

you sighed. you needed to tell her the truth, to gain trust. and you did, she was in pure disbelief and shock. she comforted you, and made you more safer.

“i think i should go home, my dad will be mad at me.” you said, but tara didn't let you go. “stay with me for a few days, ill get you help.” those words from tara, was enough to make you tear up.

“dont cry now, baby. stay with me, you'll be more safer.” you didn't care anymore, you wanted to be free with tara.

once tara and you arrived at her house, you were greeted by sam. death staring you, “hey tara, who've you got there?” sam asked, “this is my girlfriend ive been telling you about.” you blushed at her words, she's been talking about you?

“by the way y/n, can you go upstairs. you know my room already.” tara said, she didn't tell sam that you've been sneaking inside their household. “why is there red stuff on her sleeves?” sam was curious. tara explained the whole situation to her.

sam felt bad for you, the two carpenter's will be doing their best getting you help.

after a conversation with sam, tara went up to her room. she saw you, laying down peacefully. “hey let's get you cleaned up, okay?” you nodded, and got up from the bed.

she guides you to her bathroom and sat you down on the sink, she took your hoodie off, and saw all the bruises you had. bruises everywhere, “more bruises down on your legs?” you nodded.

“can i take them off?” she asks for your permission, “go ahead.” she takes of your pants, slowly and lightly. she was shocked with all the bruises that you dad gaved.

“thats alot. let's start with your wrists.” she wiped off all the blood, until there was no more flowing. and rolls the comforting bandage around your arms.

working one by one on the bruises, she stayed up just to get you cleaned.

at the end of the day, it was the two of you lying in bed. “i love you so much, tara.” you said, burying your face onto her neck.

“i always love you more, my love. soon your dad will be in prison.” she reassure's you, and before going to sleep, she kissed you forehead lightly, and kissed you lips passionately.

“tara, what if attempted suicide one day?” you said, out of the blue. it was a suprise, “of course my life will be empty. i cannot live without you. i love you more than everything, if you have a problem, come talk to me okay?” you smiled at her.

she was tired already, “im going to sleep na. im so tired, mahal.”

“goodnight my beautiful, beautiful girlfriend! i love you.”

“goodnight tara, i love you too. sweet dreams.”

“thank you for taking care of me.” you mumbled, “your welcome.

a/n; this is shit

[periprose]

Angsty/Sad imagine idea for insomniac!peter parker

Reader dies in his arms or he visits her grave for the first time and he says something like "we weren't supposed to end like this" and its just sad....

😭 this ask made me sad but also excited to write! Thanks for requesting it.

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"How is Spider-Man supposed to reach us in time?" The woman tied up next to you quivered in fear. "Those assholes having been taunting their guns for the last twenty minutes... oh God..."

You never worried if Peter would show up to rescue you in time. Ever since Fisk had gotten jailed, multiple up-and-coming criminals had taken this as their chance to shine.

Unfortunately for you, that meant being kidnapped or harassed, and often you'd get out of those situations thanks to the police- but being Spider-Man's girlfriend sometimes had it's privileges, namely that you could text him discreetly for help and he'd be on his way.

You always felt bad about it. You knew there were worse, harsher things happening out there. But Peter always insisted that you ask for help.

Usually it would end in a quick brawl, and you'd be safely thwipped into his arms, no harm done as you'd swing back to your apartment in safety.

This time, though? It's a lot more serious. These thugs want to "directly send a message to Spider-Man", and it's by poor luck that they've discovered your connection to him.

Every once in a while, they taunt you, but you're sure Peter will rescue you. You've sent him a text and he's read it- he must be frantically swinging right now.

"He's coming, don't worry." You try to comfort the woman beside you, but to no avail- she mutters that Spider-Man doesn't deserve a girlfriend if this is what happens to her, and that you need higher standards.

"This one's getting too confident, boss." One of the thugs kicks your side after hearing your remark, and you wince. "Being pretty won't save you now, bitch."

The woman next to you shrieks in fear- but she suddenly gasps in relief, and you see him, red-and-blue Spider-Man saviour swinging directly to the intersection you're currently kneeling at.

"I've got you, stay down!" Spider-Man shouts at you and the other hostages. He doesn't have a hint of his usual, tension-breaking humour, and it fills you with dread.

The pavement hurts your knees, but you stay down, not wanting to draw attention now as Spider-Man attacks and webs up your kidnappers. He's putting a lot more emphasis into his punches- it seems like they've really ruffled his feathers this time.

Of course, Peter's actually furious- he doesn't know how they figured out your connection to him, and he's desperate to take you away and hide you somewhere safe.

He wonders if he can convince you to move to New Jersey.

After a blur of punches, Peter sees that there's just one more guy to defeat- he swings forward, the guy shoots his gun, a flurry of bullets ricocheting everywhere, and Peter doesn't care about the sudden searing pain in his side- he takes him down.

He turns- hoping that you're still okay to go home now- but the woman next to you is crying hysterically, pointing to your slumped over body.

Oh no. Oh no. No, no, no.

Peter starts running, not with the confident poise of Spider-Man, but with the fear of a young man about to lose the one person he truly, truly cared about.

He scrambles over the pavement, where you're lying in a pool of your own blood, gunshot wounds scattered across your body- it just seems unnecessarily unfair, so needlessly cruel that the universe decided that you would take all those bullets. They should've hit him- he would've gladly taken every single shot.

"No, no. Please-" Peter squeezes your hand, as you look up at him, tears falling out of your eyes. Your face is ghostly pale, you're shuddering- but you still have enough time to say something.

"Keep... going..." You try, because you don't want Peter to blame himself for your own stupidity.

"No. Please, somebody help her!" Peter shouts, gritting his teeth, and there's nobody left here but him and you. Everyone else has ran off- and Peter's too shaken to call an ambulance at this moment. "I don't know what to do, don't- don't-"

You know what he means, and you're trying. You're using all your might to not die here, to let yourself be rescued and healed. But you can't let Peter stay agonized like this, not when he means so much to people, not when he protects so much more than just you, so you use your last reserve of energy to speak, even though he tries to shush you.

"New York... needs... you."

"I need you!" Peter yells, and you can tell he's crying under the mask. "It should've been me, I could've taken it- please don't-"

But Peter's luck always runs out, and it seems like the universe wants him to lose even more than he ever has. Your grip loosens from his hand, your eyes glaze over, and even though he sobs, clings on to you even more tightly- you just aren't there to hug him back this time.

/

It's been a month since Peter lost you so unceremoniously.

He stares at your gravestone in disbelief. None of this feels real- he was sure that if anyone in this world had to die from random criminals, it should've been him.

All the time, he feels like he's waiting for a phone call from you. He still swings by your apartment- your things have been removed, he can see that through the window.

Even though he saw your body being taken away into the ambulance, where you were immediately proclaimed dead, and he was at your funeral. It's like the reality of the situation is refusing to sink in his mind.

Even worse, he's taken out his rage on every petty criminal that comes his way now, as Spider-Man. J. Jonah Jameson loves it, calls him even more of a vengeance on the city, and that he should be behind bars.

Peter would be behind bars gladly if it meant you would've been safe. Maybe being Spider-Man was a mistake.

But he can't forget your last words. The last thing Peter would ever do is disappoint you, and he knows what you wanted. That he would keep protecting the city, that he would keep going despite it all.

Damn it, he hates you sometimes. Hates that you still know how to inspire hope in him, that you're such a significant presence in his heart that you're permanently etched there now. He hates how much he loves you, and how he's going to forever listen to you.

He just wishes you were here to see it through.

"We weren't supposed to end like this. It was supposed to be me and you, together, living a full life." He whispers. "It... it was supposed to be us, and our kids, our grandkids, hell even great grandkids, and then, only then, would I accept it. That we would be allowed to-"

He still can't bring himself to say die. So he lets himself swallow the agony, the sobs that always threaten to ebb out of his throat, and rests another bouquet of flowers at your grave.

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Little Leclerc || Five

Ollie Bearman x Madelyn Leclerc (OC)

Summary: Even if it’s not the full picture, people can work out anything online..

Requested: Yes, by anonymous: Hii! Can I request something for the Little Leclerc series where Madelyn posts for their 1 year anniversary and it might not be the whole picture but the fans can figure out that it is Ollie? That leads to their relationship being basically leaked to the media and Charles and Arthur find out and are not happy. Thank youuu xx

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Taglist: @christianpulisic10 @callsignwidow @honethatty12 @sebscore @lorarri @shamelesspotatos @formulas-bitch

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Madelyn and Ollie were in London, they both had a week break before the next race and decided to spend a few days in London for their anniversary.

“Can you believe it’s been a year?” Madelyn asked. “Time flies by, that’s all I got to say” Ollie replied. “It really does, we were in F3 and F2 and now I’m in F1 and your in F2” Madelyn added.

“Your 18 and in F1! That’s a better achievement than me!” Ollie replied. “Hey! It won’t be long before you get up here too!” Madelyn said.

“It’s the dream to” Ollie mumbled. “And you will achieve that dream” Maddie said with a smile. “I love you” Ollie replied.

“I love you too” Madelyn said as they kissed. The couple spend the whole day together to celebrate their 1 year.

“What picture do you want me to post?” Maddie asked. “What about the one when we hiked up that mountain and took a timed photo in front of some flowers?” Ollie suggested.

“Ooo! I love that one! You can’t see your face in it, but fans will probably catch on. That’s basically announcing our relationship, you okay with that?” Maddie said.

“I am, but what about Charles and Arthur? They don’t know” Ollie told her. “Oh, it’s fine I’ll deal with them” Madelyn replied as she posted the photo.

~~

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madelynleclerc: 1 year, je t’aime🐻❤️

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username Has to be Ollie!! Look at the emoji!!

username Awhhh, Mads and Ollie🥹

username 1 year?!?!

charles_leclerc MADELYN JULES LECLERC!! Qui est-ce ?! (who is this)

arthur_leclerc Répondez à nos textes! (Answer our texts)

username Oh no, Mads is trouble👀

username I mean I think Charles and Arthur were the only ones who couldn’t see it..

username Overprotective brothers incoming…

username Awh, you guys are so cute!!!🥰

olliebearman 🤍🫶🏼

arthur_leclerc My sister mate, really?!

username Uh no..Arthur ain’t happy..

username You guys are cute!!

username Still can’t believe Maddie don’t tell Charles or Arthur..

username A year already?!?

~~

“I don’t think that was a good idea to post that..” Madelyn mumbled. “I mean, at least it’s out now? I mean your brothers will be annoyed..” Ollie added.

“I know, they are just so overprotective that’s why I never told them. I didn’t even tell Enzo or maman either they just figured it out..” Madelyn replied.

“I mean nearly everyone could see something was going on in the end, except for Charles and Arthur. I don’t wanna go back into the F2 paddock as I know they will be there waiting for me..” Ollie said.

“Well, lucky you don’t have a race while I will have to end up going over to Monaco just to get yelled at by them” Madelyn told him.

“Are they that overprotective of you?” Ollie asked. “Yeah, ever since papa died. Enzo ain’t even that bad bad he is the oldest! Even maman has told them to try and calm down but they don’t..” Madelyn replied.

Ollie was just about to say something when his girlfriend’s phone started the blow up with messages from two certain brothers..

~~

Charlie🫶🏼

MADELYN!

We find out your dating via social media?!

Why didn’t you ever tell us?!

Your dating a driver!!

A whole year you hid it from us?!

You better be in Monaco tomorrow.

ThurThur🫶🏼

Really Madelyn?!

My old teammate Mads?!

To make it worse you were dating him when we were teammates!

A whole year you hid it from us!!

I bet Enzo and Maman know as well!

Better be in Monaco tomorrow.

~~

“That’s just great..” Madelyn mumbled as Ollie wrapped his arms around her. “I’m sorry, I was the one that wanted you to post that photo..” Ollie said.

“Baby, don’t blame yourself. Please, but I really do need to get to Monaco..” Madelyn replied. “If you want to come back, you know where I am” Ollie added.

“Yeah, I’ll definitely be back. I’ll probably walk in there have an argument with them and walk straight back out” Madelyn replied.

Madelyn started to pack a little bag, they made their way to the airport. “Let me know how it goes okay? You can easily come back here whenever” Ollie said.

Madelyn nodded as they hugged tightly and kissed. “I love you, I’ll be back soon” Maddie told him. “I’ll be here waiting for you” Ollie said.

Madelyn broke away from the hug and she made her way to her gate, soon enough she got on the plane and was on the way to Monaco.

[paleghostinthecorner02]

This part just pisses me off so damn much

Cecilia, you fucking shitbag.

Spoilers, since they are necessary for why this woman boils my piss so much.

Cecilia has superpowers and has lived her life in fear that her daughter Tempest, Miguel's girlfriend, will gain them and thus sought to control her life. This obviously didn't fly well with Tempest who ditched her mom's plans for her.

She eventually meets and falls in love with Miguel and the two of them have a pretty good relationship. They're out on a date one night when a terrorist drives a truck rigged with explosives right into the restaurant they're sitting in, and unfortunately the two of them get the brunt of it. Miguel's injuries are so bad he, with his healing factor, is in a coma for three days. Very shortly after he wakes up, not knowing what's happened and worried about Tempest, this woman just stomps into his room, berates him for her daughter choosing to cut ties with her after meeting him and then does this shit. She just assaults him and blames him for her death.

And why does she do this? Because Tempest is actually still alive and she wants to take her back in secret.

Yeah that's right. She decides that because her daughter shouldn't be allowed to make her own decisions in life, she's going to hit an already critically injured and traumatized man and blame him for a tragedy that not only was not his fault at all, but never even fucking happened. Why? Because she was trying to *help* him! After all, if Tempest had powers and they manifested (which unbeknownst to her, they already have) she could accidentally hurt or kill him! She's doing him a favor!

And no, I can't be charitable to her because she had good intentions, because there was absolutely ZERO reason for her to be hitting him and guilt tripping him. None. She would have gotten the same result from just telling him she had died. There was no need for this nastiness. There was no need to add guilt onto his trauma, or to slap him (which BTW is something his abusive parents did so that trauma probably exacerbated everything.) This man literally did nothing to her, leave him alone you old bitch.

[beevean]

You wonder about S4, I'm wondering about how much of Nocturne has been and will be rewritten and rushed

Of course Alucard was always planned, but what about Juste? He's literally just there in S1, you could take him out and nothing of value would be lost

Was Tera originally supposed to be Annette? She essentially meets the latter's Bad Ending fate, which makes me think that she was initially written as being Annette but then they decided to create an OC named Annette, make her Richter's girlfriend and then decided to have Tera be Richter and Maria's foster mom and named her Tera after a quick wiki search through the character names in Rondo

Was Mizrak added in a later revision of the script? Because he's got literally nothing going for him except being Olrox' boyfriend with little to no personality beyond that

The pacing literally goes a mile a second

God I can't wait for Season 2! 1 Month!!

To me it's very obvious that Nocturne was compressed due to the number of episodes. Clearly, what they had in mind didn't fit 8 of them. Nocturne S1 has all the hallmarks of a writing forced to rush through significant plot points, not allowing characters to develop organically - boom Annette and Edouard's backstory after he "died"! Boom Juste is here and he does nothing, basically being the shittiest fanservice possible! Boom Richter got over his trauma over Olrox! Boom Annette is now in love with Richter after calling him useless for having PTSD! Boom Drolta dies like a bitch after doing nothing worth the hype!

And do I need to mention the downgraded animation? It was already shaky in S4, but here, big oof, how can you forget the Richter vs. Drolta fight moving at 10fps

The Deats brothers don't seem happy with how Netflix treats animated series, I remember Sam snarking that one episode of a live-action series had a higher budget than they were allowed. They have definitely run into some issues, which doesn't bode well for S2.

If it keeps like this, I don't think we are going to see the fabled AoS adaptation :P

[missvoicecrack]

~Disney Villian Legacy Challenge~

I love how random the Disney Princess Legacy Challenge is, but I kind of dislike how there isn't a lot of focus on all of the ICONIC villains of the stories!

So, I came up with a list of Disney villains that are related to the protagonist either biologically or through marriage. This isn't play-tested, but it's too fun not to share. This challenge would have you be VERY involved with ALL of the members of the Family.

BASE GAME FRIENDLY

Gen 1 - Hades 

Jealous, annoyed, and DONE with his younger brothers, Zeus and Poseidon, Hades finally has enough and decides to move out of the Family home and achieve his dream of being a writer! Maybe along the way, he’ll find love (or something close).

Start as an Adult 

Traits 

Evil 

Mean

Hot-Headed

Requirements 

Reach the top of the Writing Career and write the Book of Life

Reach level 5 in the Spell Casting if you have it

Have NO friends 

Never date before marrying Persephone (Freelance Botanist/gardener/florist) - Can be an arranged marriage or true love. (She is NOT Zeus's daughter!! (Demeter is a family friend of Hera))

Have NO biological children  (in correspondence with most interpretations of the myths). You can cheat Hades to have Zero fertility or  have him never Woo-Hoo

Adopt ONE  Teen daughter, Megara, or Meg.

Have a negative relationship with Meg. Leave all the child-rearing to Persephone.

Take in your Niece and Nephew Triton and Ursula once she’s aged up to teens.

Build a NEGATIVE relationship with all your siblings, nephews, and nieces.

Once Upon A Time:

 Finally out on his own as a successful man with his beautiful wife Persephone and his daughter Megara, Hades finally feels right in the world until he gets the call from his sister-in-law Hera that his brother Posideon has died mysteriously from eating poorly made pufferfish and left behind two runts Triton and Ursula! No one else in the family wants them, so you begrudgingly invite them into your home. Triton is just as annoying as your late brother, but you and Ursala get on fairly well here, also having the evil trait. She seems to be a little spell caster, too!

Gen 2 - Ursula

Ursula has always been an ambitious young lady who wants to be on top of the world! 

Start as a Teen

Traits

Evil

Loner

Flirty

Requirements 

Reach the top of the Mixologist career

Achieve a Terrible Reputation

Achieve the Mansion Baron aspiration

Be an A student 

Make at least TWO friends

Have at least SIX pet fish

Have a Maximum of TWO children. Have a daughter the same age as Ariel

Give the child the Evil trait

Have a negative relationship with Triton and all seven of his daughters 

Kill Three of your nieces, including Ariel 

Once Upon A Time: 

Having been ignored by her father while he was still alive Ursula’s learned how to take care of herself and is off in the city making a (bad) name for herself!

Her twin Triton, having inherited all of their father's money as his favorite child Triton, never has to work a day in his life! So he’s shacked up with some girl named Athena and is shaggin his way to have a school of SEVEN guppies! Athena’s a bitch, though,, and Ursula couldn’t have been happier when she died young. :)

A few years later when, Ursula finds out that her youngest niece has gone off and fallen in love with some boy whose already got a girlfriend. HER daughter! She’s had enough taken from her by her brother and his family!  She’s not going to let this little mermaid girl take this from her daughter! A happy ending for her and her little girl. 

With Pack

Achieve the “Purveyor of Potions” aspiration.

Curse Ursula

 Have Posideon prefer Trioton for being a mermaid, unlike Ursula taking after her mother as a spellcaster instead of being a mermaid

Gen 3 - The Evil Queen 

Start as a Young Adult

Traits

Evil

Jealous

Hates Children 

Requirements

Achieve the Fabuoulsy Wealthy Aspiration

Can only make money from partners - If possible, use a sugarbaby mod

Max out the Mixologist Skill 

Build a positive relationship with a Bird

Get married and kill your First Spouse  

With any past spouse, have Two Sons (the fewer children, the better) Give one child the Angelic Trait and the other the Evil Trait.

Kill Snow’s Father once she’s a child

Gain a Terrible Reputation

Become enemies with Snow White

Kill Snow White when she becomes a Teen and gets a partner

Once Upon A Time 

Having been raised by The Sea Witch herself, little Lucille grew up learning from her mother how to be the baddest bitch around town. Seeing the way her Aunt Persephone thrived, having married a rich man, Lucille decided she wanted to marry rich too! But maybe more than once…

Learning from her Mother that violence really is the way to go, Lucille becomes a black widow in her first marriage. The second try really is the charm! Lucille has achieved the life of luxury she’s always wanted! Now she can kick back her feet and have a nanny for those annoying children she somehow managed to keep around from a past marriage.

Gen  4 - Scar

Start as a Young Adult

Traits

Evil

Genius

Ambitious

Requirements

Become Enemies with Muphasa

Reach the Top of the Criminal Career

Kill Mufasa once Simba becomes a child

Date Two Sims 

Discuss evil plans twice

Have Three Sons

Have Kovu with one Sim - Have John and Richard with a different sim

Convince the mother of Simba to marry you

Build a negative relationship with Simba after marriage

Kick Simba out once he’s a Young Adult

Marry Kuvo off To Nala

Have Richard and John's Mother die once they become Children

Once Upon A Time: 

Like his Grand-Uncle Hades, Scar constantly feels upstaged by his Brother Muphasa. Scar ends up a bad egg with no guidance from his mother while his Brother Muphasa somehow blossoms. 

Not being able to join a Business career like his brother Scar turns to crime. Along the way, he has a few love affairs and ends up with three boys. Selfishly Scar wants the ‘best’ for his sons and goes on to murder his brother and takes his place as the ‘Man of the House’. Moving in, his son's Scar lives a good life having taken everything from his Brother. 

Gen 5 - Prince John (Robin Hood)

Start As A Young Adult

Traits 

Evil

Materialistic

Childish

Requirements

Fulfill the Fabulously Wealthy Aspiration

Become Friends with both nieces

Gain a Terrible Reputation

Work on NO skills

Live off of your House Funds ONLY

Treat your nieces like Princesses

If you have the pack, become a landlord

Max out your relationship with your Mom

Kill your niece, Marian’s first partner

Collect at least 3 Magic Beans

Once Upon A Time

History repeats itself once again as John finds himself very jealous of his hotter, more successful, and kinder brother, Richard. John decides to be his father's mini-me and get rid of his brother, but not by death. Locking his brother away in the attic, John takes all of the family wealth and enjoys a lavish and comfortable life. Except for the two daughters he left behind… They’re kind of cute, though…

Gen 6 - Lady Tremaine 

Traits

Evil

Mean

Snob

Requirements

Achieve the Mansion Baron Aspiration

Only make money off of your Spouse

Only move out once Married

Have a max of Five bio-children

Have Three Daughters. Give All the mean trait

Remarry a Wealthy sim who has a daughter

Cinderella's Father must die once they age up into a Child

Sell all of your “Cinderella’s” parents things

Become Enemies with Cinderella

Marry one or both of your bio children off to a rich Townie, i.e., Landgrab, Goth, Caliente, etc.

Work Cinderella to Death

Once Upon A Time

Having been raised in privilege, Young Elanor has gotten very accustomed to the high life but doesn’t want to stay in her family's home forever. Too bad working is for the poor… maybe she should marry rich?

Gen 7 - Meredith Blake 

Traits

Mean

Materialistic

Non-commital

Requirements

Achieve the Vilianous Valintine Aspiration

Max out the Charisma skill

Reach level 3 of the Fitness skill

Marry a sim with Two Daughters

Have a Negtative relationship with your Step-Children

Have NO bio-children

Convince Spouse to Move out all of their children

Once Upon A Time

Marrying for money seems to be a tradition in Meredith's family, and she’s always been up for a Family activity. Meridth is a hot young woman who knows it! Now, she wants to put what her Mama gave her to work. 

[peachdues]

Hi Peach!

I have been trying to spend less time on Tumblr right now but I got some very bad family news and decided to treat myself to your blog and I’m really cheered up!

That teaser you posted and the fact we are getting a super emotional reunion✨second time✨ in TGW as well as a ✨first time✨ before we get to the aftermath of Tengen’s spicy lessons. Thank you for the meal

‘You’ve no idea, while I was gone I thought endlessly of you’ - I’m sorry it’s so emotional I won’t be able to take it I love him so much 😭

This may be spoiler territory (if it is tell me to shooosh) but will we see any of Giyuu’s POV thinking about reader in the infinity castle? 👀👀

AND NETHERWOOD Sanemi j*rking off and you saying we will be mad at him, reader about to leave him to go to a new village my heart is breaking, Peach you are such an awesome write - I’m still having fun trying to decipher your teaser images btw.

I was wondering between Kanae and Reader did Nemi have other girlfriends in between as he is super experienced with women

I know your inbox is sky high and even if you just see this message, I’ve seen that you’re struggling with your depression a lot recently, I hope you’re doing alright and taking time for yourself, doing what makes you happy and what helps clear your mind ❤️

-🫧🫧

(PS died when you mentioned Seelie Kyojuro as I am from Scotland 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿)

MY BELOVED BUBBLE ANON!!

Hello my love!! I adore seeing you in my inbox, always!

I’m so sorry you’re going through a rough time right now. I really hope you’re able to take some time and get some rest and indulge in a bit of self care. I’m sending you lots of hugs, and since you’re in Scotland, some tea as well. I’m partial to crumpets so if you like them, I how you get to eat them however you like them! (I’m a slather it in butter girl myself)

As for TGW — hehehehehe I’m so glad you enjoyed the teaser!! TGW has been a lot of fun to write (even if I have to stop and research some new historical fact every two seconds). Sam said it reads more like a romance story (a smutty one ofc) and that makes me happy since that’s relatively new territory to me.

As for a Giyuu Infinity Castle POV — as of right now, I don’t have plans for one! There is a brief POV from him in a flashback from the night of his and Reader’s ✨first time✨ that will appear in Part II. The first time scene occurs during the Hashira training arc/right before infinity castle begins, so you will see a certain sun breather trying to get Giyuu to train with him as he makes his way toward the shrine to see his girl and pop her cherry

As for Netherwood…

😈😈😈

I will say, I know I have y’all stressed but many of you all commented on the strength of Sanemi and Reader’s love in Part III — just remember that! And remember how hard they both fought to get back to one another. That matters!

Regarding whether Sanemi had any “girlfriends” between Kanae and Reader — I’m not so sure he did. One, because he was pretty isolated in the Wood at his cabin, guiding strangers. Two, I think his “experience” is probably less than you’re thinking — he might not have been a virgin but he also wasn’t a sex god by any means. Reader has no experience prior to Sanemi, so I imagine she’s a bit biased when it comes to him — it probably seems like he’s much more experienced than she is by comparison. I think he knows enough about the mechanics and then just goes by pure instinct.

I’ve joked with a couple of mutuals that were she to talk to Kotoha she’d probably be like “what do you MEAN it’s not normal for your partner to have a knot?? How else does he keep all that cum insane??”

Thank you for the kind message, my friend!! I love when you all pop in and ask questions about the fics or even share your reactions. It truly makes my day. And thank you for checking in! Depression has been a bitch lately but I’m focusing on trying to make it MY bitch.

Please take care of yourself! I’m sending love and light your way.

PS — my head refers to you as my “Bublé” anon — like Michael Bublé.

🤍🤍🤍

[pixeldistractions]

That evening, Jordan got a little campfire going, which was peaceful and quiet and he didn’t look unhappy. He did look like if she talked too much he might throw her into the river. But he spoke first, which she was grateful for.

“So I guess we’ll be in California tomorrow,” he said.

“Yeah. Can you believe I’ve never seen the Pacific Ocean?”

“Actually, no, I wouldn’t have guessed that.”

“You’ve been there before?” she asked

“Yeah, I came out west back in the day, after the boys were born.”

“You didn’t like it?”

“No, I really did,” he said.

“Then why’d you come back to Wisconsin?”

He paused for a good minute before deciding whether he wanted to elaborate or else shut it down. “My dad died,” he said. “I guess I kind of changed my mind about some things.”

“Damn,” she said. “That’s a bummer. I can’t imagine. So, you learned the secret of life then? Care to share?”

“I was just more alone than I cared to be.”

“I hate being alone,” Ingrid said. “What about your Mom? Siblings?”

“Nope, it was just me and my dad. Then, when he was gone, and all I had on the whole planet were those two little dudes. And now, this isn’t the same. What I’m doing now, it’s not like that. I would have them with me if she wasn’t being such a fucking —”

“Do it,” Ingrid goaded with a mischievous grin. “Go on, call her a bitch. You know you want to.”

He took a sobering deep breath and let out a single chuckle. He shook his head. “She’s the mother of my children. Unfortunately.”

“Okay,” she said. “Have it your way.”

Weird, Ingrid thought, being struck by such a weighty personal truth. In that instant, she felt what budding crush she had on Jordan dissipate. He just seemed so real, like a whole human being, all that flesh and bone and sadness.

And she thought about Clayton and his wild neurotic ambitions, and she thought about the five months she spent with Kevin when they bared their souls and hurts to each other. And it made her wonder, what did she really know about Charlie Roseland? Besides that he couldn’t get over Natty? Besides his irresistible punkish smirk, besides his bad attitude and sharp wit, besides his deep brown eyes, besides that kiss. Well, she pretty much knew nothing about Charlie Roseland at all. They only spent three weeks together.

Sigh.

“I don’t want to fuck you anymore, by the way,” she told Jordan.

“Okay. Um, thanks?” He laughed awkwardly.

“I mean, I totally did want to. But I don’t want to anymore.”

“That’s, um, good to know,” he said. “Is that something you have to announce to people often?”

“Yeah, well, so I guess you could say I have a type,” she said. “Usually, they have girlfriends. Or just finished having a girlfriend. Ha, one of them had a wife. And well, you’ve got two women hounding you, so maybe that makes you double appealing. What is that about?”

“Sounds like something you should talk to a therapist about.”

He said it in a funny way, not like he wanted to drop her off at the train station. She appreciated that.

“There was this one boy, Charlie Roseland. He and his girlfriend were on a break, all summer, the chemistry was so intense you could bite it. Ugh, I wanted a bite.”

“Did you get one?” he asked.

“Yeah, I got a bite. One tragic, beautiful kiss. I’ll never forget it for as long as I live. But, I guess I lose most of the time, so maybe I need a new game.”

“You should try dating a single guy next time.”

“What about you?”

He took that the wrong way, which she hoped for, and he made that shocked and panicked face that she found totally amusing.

“I mean,” she said, “shouldn’t you try not dating anyone? You’ve got your ex calling ten times a minute and a new girlfriend already. Isn’t it a little soon for a serious girlfriend?”

“Oh, it probably looks that way, huh? But no, that’s been brewing for years. It should have been sooner.”

“But everybody knows you need a rebound first,” she said. “You gotta work out the kinks of the last thing.”

“I don’t think I’m the rebound type of guy.”

“I had a beautiful rebound once,” she said. “It lasted about five months, after Charlie. His name was Kevin. He was sweet, I wonder what happened to him.”

They were both quiet for a moment, thinking about things past, things yet to come. That serene smile crept across Jordan’s face, the same look he had whenever he thought of Maria.

“If I wasn’t such a fool, maybe this all could have happened differently. I feel like I’m doing it all wrong, making so many mistakes already.”

“There are no mistakes,” Ingrid said. “We’re just meat sacks wandering around, stepping in shit. Some of it is literal shit and some of it’s sublime. Who knows what comes next? There are no rules.”

“Ha, not according to Colette,” he said. “There are definitely rules, and her lawyer has them in writing for me.”

They sat a little longer beside the fire. He listened to her woes, and she listened back. The listening was something she’d grown into in the past few years, learning to listen. To really listen. To hear. To see. There were times before when she wasn’t very good at that. She listened like a girl who took a couple of psychology electives in university, throwing around words and diagnoses, thinking she had him all figured out. A lot of the time she was right. It didn’t serve her well, most of the time, but maybe her art would be better for it, at least.

— from “boxes and squares #2: this is not that story again” (9/10)

Next ->

[nukenai]

Extremely stressed about having all my money stolen so I'm in a bad mood.

Not to be gossipy or anything (irl friends follow me here lol), but. This is a big vent post.

Over the con weekend I learned that my unemployed-since-January roommate has been lying to people about why he has no job (says he quit because he didn't Feel Like working there - he was actually fired in January for being bad at his job. Nothing to be ashamed of but very weird to lie about), and has been flirty and physically affectionate with female friends (who are engaged), who keep having to enforce boundaries, while not telling them that he is in a long term relationship. Huh. Interesting. He's also been telling lies about me (saying I don't do enough shit around the house, and other stuff like complaining when I'm fixing things in the house and he is trying to sleep in the middle of the afternoon) while I have to twist his arm to get him to pay fucking rent and his half of the bills. I get the money eventually but it's always "after my next UIB check" - except he also went to the fucking convention over the weekend, which usually is not something you do if you're struggling to pay bills? I continually tell him that if he's having issues paying for stuff, to LET ME KNOW and we can work things out. But it's always "i'm good because of my UIB checks" until I actually need the money. I've offered to let him do stuff like yardwork to take off of rent, but he doesn't ever want to because of allergies and it's hot out and his back hurts. Funny shit to say to a chronically ill person handling everything herself.

Also had additional confirmation that when Zero died, he was making it entirely about himself to his friends, acting like Zero was his dog as well and he felt like he "had everything taken from him" when he died. He apparently also refers to Sammie as "OUR" dog, when he is MY fucking dog (he sees him twice a week max for like 5 minutes and has nothing to do with his care, aside from very occasionally letting him out when I'm out of the house - like once every 3 months), and is also referring to my cat Stella as if she is HIS cat. He hasn't even cleaned the litter box once. For the record - I do not expect anyone else to take care of my animals, because they are mine. I take care of them myself. But I do not appreciate people hanging out with my animals all day and pretending they belong to them when I am the one caring for and paying for them.

Technically, most of this is hearsay, but from his pattern of behaviors (constantly talking shit about friends' significant others, every single ex girlfriend being a "crazy abusive bitch", acting like putting on a purchased costume of a licensed character and being in the local paper makes him a Famous Cosplayer, working for a local advertiser paper and saying he's a journalist when he has terrible spelling and grammar, etc), it's not at all surprising and I 100% believe it. This friend of his I was talking to, the engaged person he was being flirty with all weekend, became a friend of mine before she moved away. There was an instance last year where he wanted her to go to a convention with him, and she said she could not go because she had a school thing. He decided to stalk her social medias while he was at the con, and saw she was "just with friends", and messaged me to let me know that she was "a fucking liar" and gave me all the details. I told him to fuck off because he started implying I needed to stop talking to/being friends with her, and it was weird of him to "check up" on her for not wanting to go to a fucking convention. I'd bet money he was weirdly pressuring her to go when they had known each other for like 2 weeks and she felt like she had to make up an excuse. This woman has been nothing but incredibly kind to me, and I will never forget the look on her face yesterday when I said "[roommate]'s girlfriend" and her eyes went wide and she said, "Oh, he's seeing someone? He hasn't mentioned that." He's been seeing her since like last November and has been in consistent contact with this friend.

Since I don't have any Actual Physical Facts to confirm my suspicions of what's going on, I can really only wait for like one more annoying inconvenience before doing anything. I feel like he doesn't say anything to my face because he knows he doesn't have a leg to stand on. He complains about having to empty the fucking dishwasher a couple times a week. That was the only chore I asked him to cover consistently while not having a job, besides taking out the weekly garbage. He's also constantly leaving the kitchen a mess, and apparently lying to his friends that I'M the one leaving the kitchen a mess!

I don't want to kick him out. We've been friends for over a decade. I know deep down he is a good guy. But he's a 32 year old adult man acting like an absolute fucking child because he's never had a responsibility in his life. I don't take his word for anything anymore and write off every single complaint he has about other people. In the past month he has - multiple times - tried to mansplain animal care and behavior to me, like implying I was very wrong to think Oersted could have gotten into the basement when he escaped, because "snakes don't like being on the ground"??????????

He has a lot of growing up to do and I refuse to be taken advantage of anymore. His rent money is extremely helpful to me, but he's in for a rude fucking awakening if he thinks I'm such a huge pain in the ass for giving him one chore that interrupts his 17 daily hours of Nintendo 64 and Youtube time. I haven't told him but he has a deadline for getting his shit together; I'm dealing with a lot of legal shit with the house right now and if he doesn't shape up by the time it's all settled, he's getting an ultimatum. I've been too lenient with him for too long because I like to be good to my friends who I fucking care about.

Can you imagine if I had kicked him out back in May or whenever it was, when I heard him loudly talking on the phone with his girlfriend about how I have "too much shit", I don't clean the house enough, and he wishes I would spend time doing housework instead of "going to Pokemon Go raids or whatever" after working 40 hours a week? While he was unemployed and couldn't even pick up a fucking vacuum?

He apologized for that, but literally only because he got caught. The fucking nerve of mediocre men. I am extremely stressed due to having all my money stolen and he can only give me $200 of rent. But he was able to go to a convention just fine.

At the convention, I was told, surprise! He was going to come home in my car when he went down with someone else. And he had like 4 fucking suitcases worth of stuff, when I was already driving our other friend home. Usually, not a huge deal. On top of everything else? Holy shit.

I consider myself a very patient, understanding, and kind person, but god's love has fucking limits. And I don't fucking like liars.

[masked-and-doomed]

Wwho is conclave actually because I keep imagining just like . Some generic concave shape.

kats love interest according 2 me

PFFFFFFTTTT ah yes. My lambs..... Certainly a shape...

These 4 bitches. In like 2000 (in the GG universe) they were among the first 5 people to learn magic, from the man that discovered magic, The Original. Funny thing is they got abandoned because The Original put his hopes of humanity into the 5th guy that learned from him, this twink. Asuka.

(this guy's like the biggest war criminal ever btw. But he's genuinely trying his best the world just got his good intentions fucked up hard. Worst thing was like an unethical turning his best friend into an immortal beast so that the guy could have the time in the world to be with his also immortal girlfriend. Anyway this isn't about him)

I'm sure they've gotten miffed about the twink favouritism in some way.

At some point they decided that. Well like. Great power comes great responsibility, that spider.man quote. Y'know what they thought to do with their power, being like top 10 most powerful guys in the world?

"what if we kill all of humanity and make new and better humans." "Yeah that sounds like the best way to push humanity forward"

So um. Okay the stuff of Asuka is related here because. The girlfriend of his best friend, Aria. She turned into a similar immortal beast that was so powerful (and also very angry about being made as a weapon of war to be used by humanity) that she waged a war on humanity for 100 years. She did get killed and her body was kept into a dimensional prison.

So they saw this and was like. Ah yeahhh she powerful we can use this to kill all humans.

So they pull some stuff, they had a tournament done to 'revive' justice. Using bloodshed to power her up or whatever? Which only kinda worked. This was in 2180~ ish..

Back to the writing board for em !

One of the guys die at this point. Baldias. In July 2187. He fucking died in a pachinko game. And he died trying to stop a guy from getting a glorified lightbulb.

So! Now three months after, very late October.

They then learn how to properly revive people, and managed to revive some guy named zat.o 1. There isn't a Zato 2 btw. Idk he's weird.

They revive him, but in a certain way that he does not feel any emotions. And is like empty probably. Rip bozo. Not our problem.

Well! Time to revive the living weapon built for war, and use it for war!!

They had her kept in an egg. Called the Cradle. They were testing(?) the teleportation of it since it was mostly kept in a different plane of existence. So during these testings like 20K people died. Yeah. Even more, there were at least like 5 fleets that were sent to investigate and most of them died also. Rip bozos. But erm. For humanity, right? :)

Though, the leader, Chronus himself says that humanity won't forgive em for this betrayal so. Shrugs?

They teleport the egg holding our war weapon into a castle. Because that castle has a lightning rod meant to attract the biggest lightning strike in ever, that only happens like every 5 years. St Elmo's Fire. And I suppose that lightning strike has enough energy to get the plan started.

They do it, Axus and Libraria fucking diee. Plan failed bad due to the heroes doing their hero shit.

Only one is left out of the four, Chronus! And Doctor Faut found him. They're travelling together now :D

I love them. The funnies. They're sooo fucked up. How did they come to that conclusion. Why. What the hell, man. My lambs... My stupid lambs..

[tumbleweedtech]

HERE YOU GO I WROTE VERNON ROCHE/CIRI JUST FOR YOU MARINA I HOPE YOU LIKE IT

mind the tags :)

ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A DUMB BLONDE BIMBO. SHE WAS A PRINCESS BECAUSE OF COURSE SHE WAS. HER NAME WAS CIRILLA FIONA ELEN LIGHT BLONDE PURE GOOD ANGEL BABY RHIANNON AND SHE WAS THE PROPHECY BABY OF SOME DUMB BITCH WHO FUCKED A HEDGEHOG. CIRI WAS A PILLOW PRINCESS MEANING SHE LIKED TO PLAY DEAD WHILE MEN FUCKED HER. SHE JUST LAID THERE LIKE SNOW WHITE AND WAITED FOR THEM TO HUMP HER BACK TO LIFE. NO ONE EVER COULD UNTIL VERNON ROCHE BECAUSE HE ACTUALLY THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD AND GOT SO EXCITED BY IT BUT THEN SHE WAS STILL BREATHING AND HE WAS SAD AND HIS DICK GOT LIMP AGAIN. BUT TOO BAD BECAUSE CIRILLAS DAD DECIDED THAT VERNON WAS IT FOR HER, BECAUSE HE THOUGHT OF VERNON LIKE A SON ALREADY AND HAVING HIS SON AND DAUGHTER FUCK WAS SUPER SEXY SO HE MADE VERNON FUCK A STILL ALIVE CIRILLA BECAUSE HE NEEDED ANOTHER PROPHECY BABY. VERNON WAS REAL BAD AT SEX SO CIRI NEVER GOT PREGNANT BECAUSE VERNON CRIED TOO MUCH AS HE FUCKED HER LEGS, HER EAR, HER BELLYBUTTON. ONE DAY, VERNON HAD A HEART ATTACK AND DIED WHILE HE WAS HUMPING HER AND CIRI DIDN'T NOTICE FOR A FULL TEN MINUTES BECAUSE SHE WAS SO BORED SHE DECIDED TO JUST TAKE A NAP. ONCE SHE REALIZED HER HUSBAND WAS DEAD SHE ROLLED HIM OFF AND PULLED AN AVATAR KORRA AND JUST TOOK HER GIRLFRIEND AND FUCKED OFF TO A WHOLE OTHER DIMENSION.

Hey Marina: Protip? I hadn't posted anything about the witcher until you came back harassing me and my friends. We told you to leave us alone, we blocked you. YOU keep coming back. You don't want me to post dumb shit? THEN LEAVE ME ALONE. I'm not even IN this fandom anymore, moron.

[for-dramas-sake]

The Starry Love ep 35, 36 thoughts

Did anyone suspect that Husui/Suzhi was going to kill 2 guards?And then the 2 couples just let it go? Even though she's been through some stuff in her past which made her this way, I don't trust her anymore. She's willing to do anything to protect the girls and while I'm for that she can present a risk.

The enemies are surrounding our couples. There are very few places they can escape to. It seems like they'll always be on the run, unless…

Ganging up on the weakest emperor? Cheap move, guys! Not cool.

Then the girls decide to go for the offensive! Ooh. Risky plan, but it's a change from all of the running they've been doing.

I sense a heavenly divorce is on the way after the empress marched into the Ninth Heaven Hall. And then everyone is telling the emperor,"stop, don't do this." Then to make things even more embarrassing, the Void Tyrant mocks him. "Can't keep your women in line?"

I think the Immortal emperor does care for his empress. He's just an asshole, too.

Reunion scene in the mortal realm was cute! Haichou got rejected! And then the boys can call the emperor "father-in-law"!

Woah. Mood change (but unsurprising nonetheless). The boys are captured, and the emperors decided to play it smart and take on the girls alone.

Not Qingkui! She was the best of them! She deserved better! Noooo!!

It IS a fantasy drama. Maybe she could come back? Please?

What an ending! The two guys are passed out from overworking themselves to save their beloveds. At least Yetan was saved by Youqin before he fell to the black sand.

When Yetan wakes up and is calling for her sister, my heart breaks. She just lost her friend and now her sister. The pain is too much. Both times she can't accept it because both girls were right there with her the whole time. Loss of a life is new and terrible. I hope, if just for Yetan's sake, no one else dies.

The Immortal emperor again on his high horse talking down to his son. We don't like him and after the "I wish you hadn't been revived just to fall in love with a mortal woman" line, we REALLY don't like him. And after he sealed Youqin's memory we are starting to hate him, aren't we?

The Immortal Turtle is back. For the record, I'm not excited about this. I like Youqin much better when he had emotions and was in lurv. This earlier version of Youqin is just fun to make fun of.

Void Queen comes to gloat, push Chaofeng around and destroy the necklace he gave Qingkui! He cries and so would I. You've got to hand it to the villains of this drama. They don't just give our favorite characters pain, but they love to relive that pain and make them suffer.

Hmmm. Yes, I see that you're trying to get power from a root using your blood. Would you to try a dose of sanity instead?! Yetan, don't just give into pure rage! And Suzhi, why did you put this ridiculous idea into a grieving girl's heart?

Yetan has joined the Void gang! While we all should take a moment to reflect that this is probably a bad idea, let's also admire Yetan's makeup and outfit. She looks good for the bad girl. She is rocking that black and purple.

Yetan has become the Void Devil she always wanted to be. Her power is immense and the way she walks into the Void Palace like a boss bitch and owns everyone is awesome. However, this comes with loss, friends and family dead and physical pain endured. No one could have predicted this outcome.

Yetan doesn't waste time. The throne isn't even cold yet and already she's claiming territory.

After the revenge taken and the throne of the Void Realm taken, what could be next for the Immortal Turtle and his devil girlfriend? Their reunion, at least for her, is going to be painful.

If you could stomach my outlandish in the moment thoughts, want to read some more? Previous episodes:

33, 34 / 31, 32 / 29,30 / 27,28 / 25,26 / 23, 24 / 21, 22 / 19, 20 / 17,18 / 15,16 / 13,14 / 11, 12 / 9, 10 / 7, 8 / 5, 6 / 3, 4 / 1, 2

[briamichellewrites]

74

Guess who’s back, back again. The bitch is back. Stone cold sober, as a matter of fact. Tell a friend. Thank you, Mikey, for taking this picture.

Mike felt less stressed as he maintained contact with Alice. Even when he did not know what he was going through, he could still be compassionate. He could also share his wisdom gained over the years. When he and his family returned to LA, he invited them to meet Dave and Bria. They contemplated moving out while discussing adoption. They debated whether or not to begin the adoption process.

They would wait until Bria was in remission and able to live independently again before moving out. This would give them enough time to find a place to live. Bria and Brad listened carefully to their plans. They sounded sensible. They moved in knowing that it would only be temporary. Jason needed assistance at the time, as she was in rehab. They decided to stay because they truly enjoyed living there!

They saved a lot of money because they were not required to pay rent or bills. Brad really enjoyed getting to know them. He valued them more than anything. They were around when he was working. He did not have to worry about anything happening, and he could concentrate on his work.

Donna and Muto wanted to see her now that she was back home. Mike invited them over the following evening so she could rest. They paid Jason a visit in rehab and joined him for a family therapy session. They discussed his current condition. It was strongly encouraged for him to move into sober living. He could still go to work every day, but he needed to check in when he returned.

Muto expressed his strong desire for him to remain sober. They were spending thousands of dollars on rehabilitation. He wanted to believe him when he said he did not drink or take drugs. His greatest fear was discovering that he had died from an overdose. They were doing everything possible to learn about addiction, including attending support groups. They were angry because they wanted to believe him but he couldn't. Jason hung his head as if he were a child in trouble for a bad grade.

He wanted to be sober! When he relapsed or slipped up, he beat himself up. It was part of the disease of addiction. That did not make things easier. They would do anything to keep him alive, including arresting him for drug possession. At the very least, they would know where he was and how safe he was. He started to cry. Muto drew him in and embraced him.

I do not brag enough about this guy. I met Brad in 2004 when he approached me about working on a project together. I had just finished rehab and was easing back into my career. I was also adjusting to being at home and working through my assault. All while attempting to remain sober. During one of our first conversations, I told him about my drug use and assault. He always made sure to ask permission before touching me. Even if it was non-sexual.

He waited until I was ready to date again before asking me to be his girlfriend. I fell in love with his sense of humour, patience, and ability to make me feel like the most important woman in the world, as well as his graciousness and humility. When I was diagnosed with cancer, he made certain that he understood how much he loved me. He is my biggest supporter, best friend, and source of calm in the midst of chaos.

He proposed marriage to me today in front of my in-laws, Mike and Dave. Even if we only had a year, I would spend every second annoying him! Haha! – Bria

Congratulations! Oh, my God! Despite the fact that Bria was not their daughter, Muto and Donna welcomed him into the family. He expressed gratitude to them. They took a photo of her holding up her hand. While she was in the hospital, he secretly collaborated with a jeweller to create a one-of-a-kind piece. The silver wraparound band featured sparkling white diamonds, including a ten-carat center diamond. He wanted it to resemble an infinity symbol because that is how long he would love her.

This time, they were not making a snap decision. Mike and Dave approved of him. He was deeply in love with her. Donna and Muto informed Jason ahead of time about the proposal. He was genuinely happy for Bria. She was happy. That was all he desired for her. Brad would be the right husband for her. He had many regrets about his relationship and marriage.

It should never have happened. He acknowledged it. At the time, he loved her and desired to marry her. That was completely genuine. He would have been a better husband if he had not been addicted to drugs. Another thing he regretted was involving her in his drug use. He did it so she would not leave him. It was purely selfish. He felt guilty because he never had the opportunity to apologize to Jasper and Christina before their deaths. All he wanted was to say he was sorry.

He would always love Bria as his wife. But he would be content just to have her as a friend again. As if they were children. Donna questioned why he would apologise to Jasper and Cristina. He would apologize for exposing their daughter to drugs. How frequently did he think about that? All of the time. He thought about her every time they mentioned her.

Bria, congratulations! It is been an honor to watch you for the past twenty-something years. When you were younger, you used to cry whenever you fell. But then you got up. You spoke to animals as if they were your friends. You stood up in front of the audience and performed. You were, to put it simply, fearless. When you were diagnosed with cancer, you vowed to fight it as hard as possible. And you are. You keep fighting even when you are exhausted or ill. You are much stronger than I ever will be! I have been humbled countless times by your perseverance, strength, and determination. I am hoping to see you win an Oscar someday. I love you, and I always will. – Mike

Bradley joined in on the engagement celebrations. Everyone was amused by his debate with Bria about Lady Gaga, a new artist who had debuted the previous year. She was sure she was going to be huge! He did not see her appeal beyond the fact that she was different. Mike and Dave had no opinions, so they were considered neutral. Brad was not concerned either way. Muto and Donna had no idea who they were talking about. Mike laughed before revealing that she was a new pop star. Brad gave Bria her laptop after she asked for it.

She opened it and went to her Apple Music library, where she purchased the album. Bradley inquired about her current activities. She was refuting his claims. He gave a laugh. She played the song, Paparazzi. They listened to it. It sounded like every other popular song on the radio. They laughed when she appeared defeated. Dave told her she was attempting to persuade the wrong people.

"In ten years, dude, you will have changed your mind."

He gave a laugh. "I will hold you to that."

Muto changed the subject by asking her what she planned to do once she beat cancer. She wanted to travel to Italy. George talked about inviting her there. Maybe she will work on another album or film with Brad. Other than that, she had no real plans. They wanted her to take it easy instead of diving in head first. That is exactly what she would do.

@zoeykaytesmom @feelingsofaithless @alina-dixon

[ash-etherwood]

I HAVE MADE ART AGAIN (Not x der zeit related so bear with me)

these guys are ooold vampire ocs from around 2010 or 2011 and last year i reread the few chapters of the story i made up for them and decided to completely redo everything and make new desings and all. i obsessively crafted a story for them for a few weeks, then forgot about them again for a year, and finally scanned them a few months ago, spinning the story some more and yeah. here we are. they are nothing more than a thought playground for me, i dont think ill ever write something with them but i like to play with them in my brain like little dolls. :3

as stated its a vampire story and the new titel is selfish monsters (which i made up on the spot admittedly lol but i kinda dig it) its generally about a little found family of vampires and humans who hunt and kill vampires they deem 'dangerous' (as in they kill recklessly or especially unethically yeah i know its a whole moral disaster). one day elaine, the leader of the group, encounters a comatose vampire boy and takes him in, waiting for him to wake up, and when he does almost 10 years later, he has no idea who he is or how he got into a coma and everyone tries to help him find out what the fuck is happening. yeah and from this point on, shenanigangs ensue. (^:

refs!!!!!

anne is one of the mentioned human vampire hunters of the group. she is an orphan and was taken in as a teenager by elaine when she lost her mom to a vampire who targeted sex workers. she swore revenge on said vampire and well …. got it in the end i guess. u_u anne is impulsive and witty but hides a lot of insecurities from being bullied as a teenager for … pretty much everything. being poor, being fat, having a single mom who did sex work, it was a whole thing. she is VERY opposed to the idea of being turned and made it very clear that when she dies she wants to STAY dead and guess how that works out,,

chris(topher) is the coma boy who doesnt remember who he is, where hes from, and who turned him and why, he doesnt even know how old he is, but after a while he finds out he was killed and turned by a cult leader in the late 70s whose goal was to resurrect jesus, but he disturbed the ritual and got into a fight with said cult leader which almost killed him again (undead version) but he fell into a coma instead. chris is filled to the brim with catholic guilt and bisexuality and cant stop helping people in danger. </3 (and biting lucas) he is also immune to crucifixes because his cult tortured each other so much with them that they became numb to the pain they inflict on them which yaaay!

lorelay is elaines best friend/right hand/girlfriend/soulmate/secret fith thing and she is a bitch ass tsundere goth girl who secretly cares about her shitty human brat sibling a lot and prides herself in being unnecessarily cruel. she is responsible for 'aquiring food' because elaine and chris both dont like to think about the fact that they have to kill to survive. she is the oldest vampire in the group, being turned in the early 1600s by an evil abbess who liked to collect pretty girls like dolls. if she is concerned for you she will throw you against a wall and yell at you. lovingly.

lucas is another human vampire hunter who got kicked out by his shitty dad for being trans and got picked up by elaine in the streets. hes a pretentious asshole who struggles with being nice, is annes best friend (later boyfriend), and acts insanely rude towards chris when he first wakes up, later discovering he just had a giant crush on him and didnt know how to act upon it,, he is incredibly horny for vampires and wants to be turned sooo bad or just bitten a lot please oh god somebody bite him and rip his clothes off and hhjassdjdgq,, he is a problem boy.

elaine is the group leader and and cant walk past an abandoned teenager without adopting them, sadly. she feels immense guilt about being a vampire and constantly tries to straighten it out by doing good things and helping people, hates thinking about what it means to kill to survive, and at the same time feels SO much anger towards humanity and surpresses her rage all the time which is. not good. she needs help tbh.

last but not least, magdalene the 2000-year-old-died-at-16 undead cult leader herself, who wants to resurrect jesus by stealing reliquaries from all over the world and performing a wittle necromancy on them,,, maggie says she just wants to bring back the messiah to free humankind but she actually. well. knew mr. christ personally in real life and misses him and doesnt know how to make other friends so. time to start a cult. <3 when getting new people for her cult, she targets already christian people in their late teens/early 20s and later assigns them the name of an apostle. everytime one of them dies, she find another one to fill their role. (chris was judas btw. it came as a real shock when he betrayed her. (^: ) she also kills anne which more or less forces chris to turn her to save her life because he couldnt stand the thought of losing her and well. its a whole thing.

yeah that was only a FRACTION of the extrensive vampire lore and story i have spun for them already but. if you have any questions i would love to be normal about them. :3c

[lovetique]

once they parted, elena quickly moved out of the space between rory and the table and eyes went quickly searching for marcus only to catch a last glimpse of him disappearing. she didn't have to see his face, he was gone and clearly hurt. it twisted the sharpest thorn into her chest, painted pain across her features and filled her ribcage with a void. heart was screaming to run after him, every instinct was itching to, but her entrapment to rory kept her locked in place and screaming inside.

this is all of her fault.

"hello?? EARTH to elena? ––WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE SOMEONE DIED?!" the boisterous voice makes her jump, rattling her out of her thoughts. "if it's those two bitches, it's nothing." he scowls, thinking, convinced this is what her PROBLEM is. "we were just talking about what a... great singer my wonderful... lovely... girlfriend is." then her brows furrowed, what is he even talking about? then one look at his usual repulsive way of trying to persuade her, 'charm' her, written across his face tells her everything. he just stuck his foot in his mouth about some girls he's been talking to?

"who..?" then rory's face dropped, he's confused. and now embarrassed and even angry he let out the information when he didn't even have to. elena's confusion showing him that's not what she's even upset about. "nothing." he decided, talking loudly over the loud crowd, "you ready to GO now or what?" he asks hastily then she began walking off without hesitation, towards the dressing room. elena was too distraught over marcus to even CARE about whoever he was flirting with behind her back right now. suddenly, this affair she's had with him didn't make her feel too bad after all.

until he grabbed hold of her hand, making her twirl around on her heel, earning an angry glare from her. "i'm not going anywhere with you!" she jerked out of his grasp, then when he tightly grabbed her arm again, she shoved at him this time. "why don't you go find your two bitches." she growled with gritted teeth, reciting what he called them. he stumbled backwards and then decided it really wasn't a bad idea or worth going to jail over in public getting her back for that shove. but he yet, had to retaliate with his words, "elena! the only bitch is you."

luckily she had turned, storming off before he could see the angry tears bursting from her eyes at the word. being called a bitch. knowing he'd get too much satisfaction from that. small hands slammed her way through the side door that led her to the quieter halls and the small room adjoined to the right she walked into then shut her door back and locked it in case he came back. she wasn't going to hang out and give him time to burst his way in, she'd gather her tips and her pay later than linger around another minute in rory's presence. hands grabbed frantically at her things. her purse, her backpack, making sure her phone was still safely secured in her purse then shoved all the makeup spread out on the vanity into her makeup box before juggling all of it.

about to leave when she paused to find a beautiful arrangement of flowers. her boyfriend definitely never got her those, of course she'd be stunned actually finding a bouquet of them. slowly the brunette placed her pink makeup box back down, picking up the flowers with a confused expression then finding out who they were from had another flood of tears blurring her vision. thinking it would be the LAST thing she'd ever receive from him. she softly hugged the flowers to her chest –– like they were a piece of him, turning away from the mirror and leaning her back against the vanity table as she cried until her eyes hurt. again, this was all of her FAULT. all of the pain she caused HIM tonight.

it was inevitable from the start and she didn't understand herself how she even managed to drag herself out of the dressing room and to the mustang that waited for her outside. tossed her things in and finally made it back home to the white split level house sitting in a quaint little yard, rolling the sports car into her driveway and slipping into the front door in a hurry to quickly rush to her room when she realized her mother was still awake and in the kitchen rummaging around in a cleaning frenzy. which left the older dark haired woman suspicious, caught off guard and quickly asking questions to which elena brushed off with a lie and a reassurance of ' she'd be down in a minute. ' which ended up turning into an hour and some minutes as she fixed the black smears down her tanned cheeks but left the rest of her makeup on and only changed into her care bear pajama pants, pink tank top and the pink care bear slippers that matched. which easily began to make a new appearance of tears prick at her eyes at the memory of marcus teasing her about her very pajamas and elena then decided she gave up on waiting for the tears to stop to show her face to her mother as she came down the steps with phone in hand. she'd just make up some lie.

her mom hated rory and only knew a tiny ounce of someone elena had mentioned she was new 'friends' with, it wouldn't make sense to explain it all and didn't have the guts to knowing she'd just burst into more tears at speaking the loss of marcus into existence. once she got her 'excuse' out of the way, she went into the kitchen to sit and contemplate if now's the time to make him truly hate her so she can officially stop hurting him and stringing him on. one look at finding the peonies sitting in front of her, in a vase with water her mom had stuck them in made her turn away from staring at them. someone who'd gift her something so sweet, just for her to type out some horrible message in exchange... going along the lines of 'i can't see you anymore marcus' before hitting send to his contact number. she felt so guilty, it was going to consume her and make her feel like a monster.

thunderous applause rings all throughout the room and it’s controlled chaos, not due to the atmosphere of the space, but what was clearly happening between the two of them. marcus straightens up and can’t even bring his hands together, thoroughly transfixed as he watches her float down the side steps of the stage. there was a vibration in the air, a sense of hastening. she’s still looking at him. he stands up. people are moving all around now, but their locked gaze never wavers. is she coming over to him? he’ll kiss her, he decides. he won’t wait until the moment passes, he won’t ask, he won’t search her face for an answer, he’ll just kiss her. because he loves her, and that’s what you do. god, he loves her. there’s no denying it now. he had to tell her, he had so much to tell her; but first he would start with questions: how are you real? how do i keep you? how can i take care of you? there’s a recognizable joy in elena’s eyes as she hits her stride, and marcus is her mirror in this moment. a smile stretches across his lips as an unexpected warmth rushes through him. can feel himself start to take a step toward her, his mouth beginning to open in praise just as his view of her is obstructed. it takes a few beats for him to parse through what is actually happening, but when it finally hits him, he’s frozen. stands there, helplessly rooted to the floor, watching the worst case scenario play out in front of him. the sight of his hands on her is like a dagger straight to his chest. the hurt so plainly displayed on marcus’ face. this can’t be happening — not after what he just saw. life was unfair, he was no stranger to it, but this was too cruel for marcus to compartmentalize. it’s when he kisses her that marcus feels his shackles to the ground break free. his heart fills with lead, and the sensation of it sinking to a dark, deep depth is corporeal. it’s a bleak reminder of why he never wanted to be in this position again in the first place. love ached and bled and burned, it wasn’t something sacred, or teeming with the divinity he’d sworn he felt as he laid next to her. there was nothing here between them, he knew that now. he had been blinded — a willing fool. it’s at this thought that he finally turns on his heel, slumped shoulders and head downcast toward the floor as he slinked through the mess of moving bodies.

outside, the night air seeps into his lungs, but does nothing to help the constriction inside of his chest. the war zone inside of his mind had leached into the rest of his system, and he was having a real, physiological response to it all. could feel his heart in a vice grip as he walked to his car, face pinched in searing pain. he can only think of the softness of her skin, her mouth, her hair, the smell of her in his bed sheets right now, how she had touched the deepest parts of him without even trying. the thought of elena was as inescapable as his own shadow, always there, at the bottom of everything. in the confine and privacy of his own car, marcus sat in silence for a long time, boring a hole in his steering wheel. any time he closed his eyes, he saw her — staring up at him with her head on his chest, laughing with freezer burnt ice cream dripping from her nose, determined contemplation as she carefully shaped doughy waffle mix in his kitchen. he would let the silence in the small space swallow him whole, he decided. there was no use in fighting it, anyways — he and silence were going to become very well acquainted.

[mysterioustyping]

pairing - schmdit x reader

summary - you’ve never been on a picnic and schmidt declares to make this the best one

warnings - drinking, mentions of sex

apart of - budding love series

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“Have you seen the announcement about the park opening up? We should all go! See the kids-”

“That sounds kinda of predatory,” Nick interrupted Jess.

“It does not,” She argued, crossing her arms as she sat by you on the couch. You shrugged your shoulders, helping clasp Cece’s necklace on before turning your attention back to the water you’d been drinking.

“Wanting to see kids, it kinda does,” Winston added.

“I’m a teacher! I work with kids!”

“Not worth the argument, Jess,” You intervene, putting a hand on her shoulder and shaking your head back and forth.

“Anything can be worth the argument, who knows this passionate fight can later lead to some passionate love-making,” Schmidt waltzed over, plopping down on the side right next to you, and throwing his arm over your shoulders.

“Jar!” The three roommates chimed, the man grudgingly removing himself and placing a ten in the glass container.

“We could have a picnic!” Jess suggested. “I can make mini sandwiches and-”

“If we’re doing a picnic, I would need to plan it. You don’t know your outdoor napkins from your indoor napkins,” Schmidt laughed, shaking his head. “It’s a disgrace to the exquisite dining on a picnic blanket. But I don’t feel like going through all that work.”

“We could play a game of football?”

“Last time I almost died,” Nick butted in.

“We can’t have another one of those,” Winston agreed, taking his sandwich and moving to a open seat on the couch. “Why do we have to go out, and do it all together? What if I want to hang out with my girlfriend and go to the park with her?”

“You hang out with her all the time,” Jess whined. “Come on guys!” She threw her hands in the air, soon burrowing her face into her palms. “I just want to have fun with my friends,” She mumbled into her skin.

“All of you just suck it up and go to the park. It’s not like anyone of you have anything better to do so stop being little bitches,” Cece announced, shaking her head. “Do something for the girl that keeps you all together.”

“If I wasn’t with Shelby, that would be very convincing,” Winston responded, taking a bite of the sandwich.

“I don’t have a shift at the bar tomorrow, and if you promise you’ll bring something to drink there, I’m in,” Nick decided.

“I’m not, I will not let the hotness of Cece get to me. I just don’t have the time with my work and everything to prepare a spec-”

“It doesn’t sound that bad, I’m in,” You cut him off, lightly smiling at your friend who’s smile just got even larger.

“Me too! Me too! I’ll start planning on what to bring. Y/n, which bread would you prefer focaccia or pita?”

You lied on Jess’s bed, watching her rummage through her closet for the perfect hat for this opening.

“It’s going to be amazing! The kids sliding down the slide, green grass, friendly new friends!” She beamed, spinning around and lying a round, big pink hat onto her head. “I feel this one says, ‘fancy and friendly miss pinkerton,’” She spoke in a accent.

“No, no. Jess, though this is a mediocre event, that hat should never come out,” Cece denied, taking the hat off as Jess let out a gasp of disbelief.

You laid on your stomach, messing with the ends of your hair as you watched the two of your friends interact.

“She could be going to a all pink party, that would be a perfect hat for that,” You giggle as Jess eagerly nods her head while Cece just sighs. “But, for Cece and her model stake, possibly choose a different one.”

“Ugh, fine,” She walked back into her closet, sliding the large metal door and turning to her collection. “Should I do a yellow one, or orange? The dress I was going to wear was pink, but now I should change it.”

“Yes, please!” Cece groaned, walking into the closet after the girl. “What about this one?”

“What are you ladies doing in here?” Schmidt waltzed in, plopping himself besides you. “Ready to get your picnic on?” He looked over at you, eyes gleaming with anticipation and happiness.

“I’ve never been on a picnic before, so, I guess.”

“You’ve- you have never been on a picnic?” He questioned, repeating your statement with a look of disbelief. “No guy has ever taken you, the smoking hot you, on a picnic date?”

“No, why is that so surprising?”

“Wha- why?! Jess! Jess!” He started to yell, your friend frantically leaving the closet with her dress on oddly, staring over at the two of you in fear as Cece popped her head out from behind.

“What’s wrong? What’s happened?”

“Y/n has never had a picnic before!”

“You haven’t? Oh my! This has to be the best one ever, I’m wearing the pink hat!”

“I have to go make sure I have the right spread and that the meats are sliced correctly along with the cheese tray,” Schmidt mumbled to hisself, leaving the room and back out to the kitchen.

“It’s not that big of a deal,” You sat up in the bed, fixing the way your jeans rested on your hips. “Don’t make this a big deal, please Jess.”

“Well, it’s your first, and special-”

“Jess!”

“Fine, fine,” She grumbled, placing down the frilly hat she was going to gift to you. “I’ll pick a different hat besides the pink.”

“I don’t think you should dress fancy anyways. Weren’t we going to play football?”

“Right! Oh! I have the perfect shirt for that,” She stuck her hand in a pile of clothes and pulled out a jersey looking shirt that said ‘Puppy Player’. “Got it from a student!”

“Are you sure this is the right place?” Nick questioned, you all stood outside of the car, holding onto different items and observing the land where the picnic was to be held.

The grass was a dirty color, nothing like a nice green. The park had been rusting, slide that was once silver was now more of a brown and the swing set was filled with cigarette buds all over the ground. The ladder leading to the slide held a woman chatting with another who sat on the steps with drinks in their hands. There weren’t any trees in the area, like the whole ‘park’ was cleared out of any signs of happy life.

“There are no friendly friends,” She huffed, turning back around to face all of you. “This is the correct address!” She grabbed the paper, tossing it Cece’s way.

“Where did you even find the paper?” Winston wondered.

“At the coffee shop, not to far down, the one that’s really cheap with the broken windows. The woman who takes my money always smiles and thanks me!”

“It says here, the opening was five years ago. You forgot to look at the year,” Cece revealed as noises of groans filtered throughout your area.

“Jess! How could this be, I worked hard to make this spread, filtering through many markets to find the best and now-”

“I’m so sorry, Y/n,” She mumbled, walking over and throwing her arms over your figure. “It’s my fault that you won’t be able to experience a picnic.”

“It’s not a big deal,” You lightly patted her head. “I’ll be fine.”

“It is a big deal, your first time should be great, amazing, not at this dump,” Schmidt cut in, as you sent him a glare when Jess tightened her hold.

“It’s not so bad,” Cece spoke, her face showing one of disgust but her tone kinder.

“Uh yeah,” Winston began. “At least there is enough room for us to set our blanket down.”

“We still have a pack of beer, those taste good anywhere,” Nick continued.

“Really?” Jess looked up in your hold, sad eyes.

“Yeah, this is just great. We still have the spread Schmidt made, right?” You turned to the man who was tapping his foot repeatedly, muttering words of frustration to himself and gripping the basket harshly.

“This is not the place where my spread should make a appearance. It’s not worthy of all the effort and time I’ve put into-”

“Right, Schmidt?” You repeated as you could sense Jess’s mood saddening, sending him a threatening glare.

“Yeah, this is fine,” He whispered, Jess letting you go to walk out and start to spread the blanket on the grass.

You all followed, settling onto the fabric as Nick started to remove beers from the container, passing them along your group to all hear the satisfying opening noise and take a chug. Schmidt placed himself on the side of you, hesitantly taking out his spectacular spread of foods, ranging from different breads to unique cheese and fine jelly.

Winston kept trying to grab some of the food only to receive a hand slapping as Schmidt continued his organizing, trying to perfectly place the edible items onto the tray.

“All done,” He stuck his hands out, listening to claps sound about and small whistles as a sort of congratulation. “You must go first,” He commanded you, as you reached your hand over, picking up a item and ate it with a satisfied look.

“M, this jelly is amazing!” Cece complimented, eating a bit more with the low calorie crackers, mentioning more comments on how she had to model the next morning.

“This meat is so, so eloquent, I’m, I’m amazed,” Winston mentioned, eating down more as Jess and nick dug in as well, the two truly enjoying the nice platter and items that were offered, all while everyone was nursing their beers.

“You did a good job with this, thanks,” You turned to Schmidt, complimenting his work as he cheeks lit up to a faint pink.

He shook his head back and forth a bit, picking up another piece of food and started to move it towards your own lips, you dodged out of the way, watching how he fell over with his arm now hanging in Jess’s lap and chest in yours.

You all broke out into laughter, you also scrambling to push him away as he just sat with a grumpy features, shoving the food into his own mouth.

Eventually, you had all gathered off into groups. Jess and Cece deciding on going to try and look at some plants a bit of ways, yet still able to see them. Nick and Winston went off with their drinks, offering some to the other women at the crusty park, laughing at stupid jokes as their brains were now muddled with the bit of amount of alcohol they consumed.

You laid out on the picnic blanket, staring up at the darkening sky with a beer in your hand by your side. Schmidt soon got into the same position, laying right next to you, staring over into your eyes as you kept your glare straight above.

“Did you know the moon makes me ever more irresistible?” He inquired, a smile tugging at his lips as you let a laugh leave your own.

“I thought every light did that,” You turned your head to face him as he now chuckled.

“Well, yes, of course. But the moon shines down on my beautiful features so greatly, it makes it hard for any women to resist me.”

“Is that so? I don’t believe you.”

“Aren’t you feeling the need to kiss my plush, red lips right now, ones that are ready to open up an-”

“If we were at the apartment, that would be a jar moment,” You sat up now, taking a sip of your beer as Schmidt went into the same position.

“You ruined the moment.”

“There was no moment.”

“There could’ve been if this park was a bit nicer.”

“You’re still upset about that? I like it, reminds me of my own childhood, kind of comforting.”

“This, oh no, how could this be comforting?” You shoved his arm, him falling back into the blanket to quickly regain his posture once again, brushing off his shirt from invisible things. “Not cool.”

“You did a good job, this is a nice first picnic,” You continued on. “Better than going to a crowded park, crazy kids running all around and loud, barking dogs and annoying yoga moms.”

“They are the best part!”

“For you. For me, just getting to drink with friends in peace is, well it’s not the worst.”

“You were going to say it’s the best. Meaning that I would’ve been the best. I mean, makes sense I have impeccable game in the lower area, something you will eventually find out.”

“Schmidt, if you don’t shut up I’m going to go and get drunk with those Russian moms over there, and they have the good vodka.”

“Fine! I’m going to be quiet now, just going to be thinking about us and how amazing you’d look under me in this lighting.”

“You just had to-”

“I just had to, and, I just have to do this,” He leaned over, cupping your cheeks and planting his lips onto yours, letting them take in the feels as yours and his loved with each other’s.

It was for a short moment, but when you departed the look on his face could only be described as pure shock. “What was-”

“This light really does do something! You, you enjoyed it, you were going to put that hand on my chest I just know it!”

“Shut up!”

“You were wanting some more of Schmidt Lovin’, you were lovin’ up on the spectacular Schmidt. Your face was literally melting into my hand and-”

“Look at the flower we got! Took a bit of the journey but the purple color is so pretty!” Jess exclaimed, seating herself in the middle of you and Schmidt as Cece sat on the other side. “It belongs in your hair.”

“Oh, uh, thanks you two.”

“Why does Schmidt looked like he just saw some mom in yoga pants doing laundry with fresh linens?” Winston chuckled, walking back over as Schmidt just stared over at you and Cece with a look of love.

“No clue, snap out of it Schmidt!” You quickly muttered, leaning over to smack his cheek lightly as he shook his head, looking back at you as your friend stared questionably.

“You okay buddy?” Nick now asked, leaning onto him as he took a seat on the large blanket right by him. “Is this blanket not some silk from India or something?”

“It’s actually made of fleece from a shop in Sweden, they make very soft blankets,” He corrected, looking at his friend. “I just am mesmerized by the moon, that’s all,” He laughed, pointing up at it as Jess ‘awed’.

“It is kind of pretty,” Winston admitted, the six of you all admiring the view now. “I haven’t seen something like this since that romance movie Jess made us watch.”

“It’s late, and we’ve all had enough drinks to make us do some silly stuff,” You laughed, standing up and brushing off your pants, bending back over to try and gather some of the utensils to put back in the basket. “Let’s head home, I’ve got uh, a bunch of things to do tomorrow.”

“I thought you were going to the movies with us tomorrow?” Cece wondered.

“Yeah! I have that free coupon for five movie tickets!”Jess reminded you.

“Well, hey, if you have five, and it’s free, I’ll come,” Nick spoke, laying next to Jess as you and Cece were the only ones trying to clean up a bit, along with Schmidt.

“I’ve got a date with Shelby,” Winston dragged out her name, winking at you five as Nick just rolled his eyes. “Meaning I can’t go, you know?”

“You weren’t even invited,” Cece commented.

“Well, if I was going to be, then I wouldn’t come. Okay?”

“I’m free tomorrow, I’ll take the last ticket and I make a killer movie snack to go bag,” Schmidt declared.

“Great, the whole gang! Minus Winston with the girlfriend,” Jess spoke in her funny voice. “We’ll all go see a romance movie, together!”

“Together? With the guys? Thought this would be a girls thing?” You tried to clarify.

“Yeah, with the guys, don’t be nervous,” Jess waved her hand, standing up as well as everyone was now helping to pack up. “It’ll be fun!”

“Guess we’ll see each other once more,” Schmidt smiled over to you.

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