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dark-frosted-heart · 2 years ago

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Clavis’s 3rd Birthday Story

Clavis’ POV in purple

That time of the year's approaching again.

Clavis knows that Emma and the others are up to something this year for his birthday. After the surprise from the previous year, he can't help but wonder what they have planned this year. He has to resist the urge to follow Emma into town and instead throws himself into his official duties. He doesn't even pay Cyril any mind when the knight points out that he's smiling. Every day feels like he's on cloud nine. That is, until a certain letter arrives.

Gilbert: "Hi Clavis, how have you been? I've been good. Today, I'm scouting a fortress by the border. Your territory's just next door. By the way, it'll be your birthday soon, right? I'm not so heartless as to not celebrate a friend's birthday when it's coming up. So this year, I wanted to give you a present. Ah, of course I'll be giving you the present on your birthday. I wouldn't do something as uncouth as give it to you before then. I hope you'll like it. Your secret friend, Gilbert"

Just what the heck is Gilbert thinking? Clavis is going to shred the letter into confetti. He asks Cyril where he got the letter and the knight replies that it got mixed in with the other letters addressed to him. Perhaps planted by a spy. Clavis will suggest cleaning up the castle to Chevalier. He'll never understand the minds of geniuses. Can't believe the World's Calamity is going to give him a birthday present. What a way to ruin his mood. The worst case scenario, one that involves Emma, comes to mind. It's possible that Gilbert will kidnap her and give her as a present.

Cyril: Have you decided what to do? Clavis: Yeah, I'm going to need a shovel. Cyril: Yes, a shovel's a must! Wait, shovel?

Clavis plans to dig a pit for Emma and a pit for the court chefs. Regardless of what the World Calamity's planning, Emma needs to be protected at all costs. He tells Cyril to go to Emma, he'll take care of the rest. Cyril gives a salute and runs off.

The "Birthday Damage Control Committee" consisting of the Rhodolite townspeople that have been frequent victims to a certain someone's pranks, Jin, Luke, Yves, Rio, and Emma have banded together to make a lot preparations for said person's birthday. Differnt teams check in with her and a regular at the bookstore gives Emma a letter to give to Clavis. They must not let their guard down until that day comes because there's no telling if "you know who" will fall for their trap this year.

Emma: Everyone, let's keep our guard up until the end! Birthday Damage Control Committee members: Yes!

Emma's convinced that if she keeps it up, they'll succeed.

And yet...

Emma finds herself in a pit trap. When she had returned to the castle, she found a letter in her room written in Clavis' handwriting asking to meet the gardens that night for a date. Though she had told everyone to stay alert, she ends up slipping.

Luckily, there's a net to cushion her fall, but the depth makes it hard for her to climb out by herself. She hears laughter coming from above and sees a smiling Clavis bathed in moonlight.

Clavis: Did you let your guard down my lovely fiancée? Emma: What do you think you're doing?! Clavis: It's my love trap of course. Emma: This is just a pit!

Clavis laughs and asks for forgiveness. He's just in a good mood because his birthday's approaching.

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On the dawn of Clavis' birthday, he brings Emma to his trapped villa where they'll be able to have some alone time together. Emma exclaims that they already had their fun yesterday. Just remembering the things that happened because she was stuck in a net makes her blush and she hides her face. Clavis says they'll be doing more since it's his birthday after all. But there's a place Emma wants to take him to today. Too bad for her though, she should've taken action first. Emma wonders if he's found out about their evil plan (present).

Suddenly there's a commotion outside. Looks like whoever they are arrived sooner than Clavis thought.

There's an angry mob gathered outside of the villa. Yves yells that he knows Clavis is hiding Emma in the mansion. Rio suggests storming the villa and the townspeople agree. Luke tells everyone to calm down; Clavis wouldn't hurt his own fiancée but Yves says she's in danger because she's his fiancée. Especially because it's his birthday. Luke looks to Jin for an explanation.

Ever since Clavis was a kid, he's always wanted to be celebrated. He'd play pranks for attention. As he grew older, his pranks increased and now he attacks anyone in the country without question. Rio adds some incidents he had heard about relating to Clavis' birthday pranks. Jin says that now, he'll be focusing all his attention on Emma. What does Luke think will happen? Luke replies that it should be the same as usual since Clavis has been pranking Emma all the time since they got together. Yves says that the birthday pranks are special. There's a whole set of pranks involving multiple things. Looks like Luke's convinced now. The mob moves to rescue Emma. And they fall into a trap.

Meanwhile, said person's been watching the whole thing from a window. There were at least 200 people rushing the villa. She can't believe news of her disappearance got around so quickly, but perhaps Clavis intentionally told people. Yep. But he didn't think the plan would work out so well. And having Emma by his side, Gilbert can't do anything now.

Clavis wonders who'll be the one that saves Emma. She begs him not to take things further and cause more damage. Why does he want to do this on his birthday. Clavis pins her against a wall and asks what she thinks. Time for a secret weapon. The way she looks up at him takes his breath away. But as a gentleman, he has to restrain himself.

Emma calls him cruel. Isn't being pranked supposed to be her privelege? She pouts at him and he tries to soothe her with a brief kiss. His fiancee's just too cute. Wait, is he blushing? Clavis says he never thought that Emma would get jealous but Emma exclaims that she isn't. He says that there's no need for her to be embarrassed. If she celebrates him with everything she's got, he'll let the mob go. Of course, he doesn't want a normal celebration. He wants one only she's capable of doing. Now it's time to show her love. Emma agrees to his request. First, she'll need to borrow his kitchen. Actually, before that, she grabs Clavis by the lapels and presses a kiss against his cheek and asks that he goes easy on everyone. Restraint! Restraint! He's a gentleman! Clavis promises to only play his serious pranks on her. Like a gentleman, Clavis takes Emma's hand and leads her away.

Cut to Emma in the kitchen, in Clavis' lap, yelling in frustration. She had baked Clavis a cake, sang him a birthday song, gave him a kiss, and even let him touch her legs to his heart's content. Her legs are smooth to the touch, just the right amount of elasticity, a beautiful shape, and elicits adorable reactions whenever he touches them... She's done everything she can think of to celebrate his birthday but the screams outside never stopped. What else does she need to do?! It's not like she's not enjoying celebrating Clavis though. Clavis asks if she's giving up so soon. The fate of the people outside depends on her. He's satisfied, but he's being greedy.

Clavis: No "that" this year? Emma: "That"? Clavis: Yes, "that". Emma: What's "that"? Clavis: "That" is "that".

What did they do last year? The childlike sparkle in his eyes makes Emma unable to ask what "that" is. But it's something he clearly wants. She tries to remember what they did last year. His present's in the castle so she can't give it to him at the moment, but he knows that so that's not what he wants right now. Incidentally, he's been wearing the ascot tie she embroidered for him almost every day. Emma continues to think through the events from last year and comes up with something. When she had showed Clavis how much she loved him with her entire being. Just thinking about it heats up not only her face but also her body. she doesn't tell Clavis what currently on her mind and instead tells him that she knows what "that" is. But she won't give it to him. Clavis stops mid-sentence and asks why she'd deprive him of this once-in-a-year pleasure. Emma replies that if she does give him her love now, it'd feel like she was doing it to help others. She'll give it to him after because it's so important.

Clavis covers his face and mutters that he forgot to prepare himself for how she kills him slowly with the agony she puts him through.

Clavis: I'm currently dying. Emma: Please live. We can't celebrate if you're dead.

Looks like she convinced him...? Calmdowncalmdowncalmdown. He's more relaxed now, now hiding behind his usual smile. Clavis agrees to disarm the trap because of her loveliness. But his expectations have increased. She can't give up now.

Clavis then leads Emma to the living room where she all the people caught in a trap are gathered. Looks like a party's going on since the people are enjoying delicious food, alcohol, and honey. Emma asks Clavis to explain. It's his birthday party. Emma asks if he's hosting his own birthday party. Yep, he thought he'd surprise everyone with a surprise after they outwitted him last year. Of course, he'll be receiving her presents later, he whispers to Emma but he's more of a guy that likes to give rather than receive.

Emma can't take it anymore. She swallows the words about to spill out and hugs him instead. She squeezes him tight. It's frustrating how even though it's his birthday, everyone else is getting bamboozled.

Emma mutters to get ready for tonight.

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After the party, the two return to Emma's room in Rhodolite castle because hers is the one with a bed. He's in such bliss it's as if the letter from Gilbert never happened. Emma appears to be in a good mood. Her adorableness and post-bath look has Clavis check if his nose is bleeding. Nope. Clavis asks if she's falling even more in love with him. she answers that she is. She then kneels in the middle of her bed and pats her knees. With her approval, Clavis immediately gets on the bed and sets his head on her lap.

Their current position makes her blush. She really likes the view of his face from above. Emma stutters out a "happy birthday" and can't bring herself to look directly at him. But it looks like Clavis has the same reaction. It's embarrassing for the both of them. Clavis clears his throat to ease the awkward tension and brings up that it should be time for "that" now. Emma runs her hand through his hair to calm herself but he takes her hand and pulls her closer before guiding her hand to where he'd like to be touched on his head. She's ready to start now.

Emma: Everyone had to deal with Clavis' terrible birthday prank this year...but it seems like we all had a good time. I got to see your true self and...I liked that. Clavis: More Emma: I...I love you? Clavis: More Emma: I love you so, so much! Clavis: Not quite there yet Emma: I'm getting this sense of deja vu, but fine!

Emma takes a deep breath and meets his expectant gaze.

Emma: He's the one that tries to look good, causes trouble, and wants to be celebrated the most on this whole continent...Still, I love Clavis who's also the most earnest, sincere, handsome, and actually has a good personality more than anyone else!

Emma gives Clavis a peck on the lips and he pulls her closer by the back of her head. Every time Emma expresses her love for him, he feels just a bit more confident about himself. There's no better birthday present. After the two make out for a while, Emma asks him to warn her first because her heart can't handle it. Clavis tells her that it's still not enough. Emma kisses him again. Clavis feels like he's getting greedier with each birthday. He just loves her too much. Emma's glad and lets him do as he pleases. He's in for a long night. He pushes her down onto the bed but Emma stops him with a hand on his chest. There's still something she needs to give him. She give him a letter that was on the side table. He wished it was a love letter, but the moment he saw "To Clavis", his blood ran cold. The handwriting... He asks Emma what this letter is. She replies that it was a regular at the bookstore. He had asked her to give it to him.

Oh how he hates geniuses. Clavis hides how upset his is with a suspicious smile and opens the seal.

Gilbert: “Happy birthday, Clavis. Thanks to me, you got to spend the whole day with the little bunny this year. You enjoyed yourself and had fun. That is my present to you. By the way, there was no ill will behind your friend's congratulations so don't try to find a hidden meaning, okay? Even though you're royalty, you take care of my precious things without ruining them. Stay the way you are. I have eyes on you. Don't become the kind of person I'd want to kill okay? Your best friend, Gilbert. P.S. My birthday's on December 21st.”

What's with that guy? Was that all? No matter how many times he rereads the letter, he can't find any other meaning to it. He tells Emma that everything's fine when she asks him what's wrong. He tosses the letter aside, out of Emma's sight. It's annoying how he did exactly as Gilbert had planned. But he can be the happiest guy in the world just by being with Emma. He tells her that he loves her so much that he can't contain himself.

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4bttnra · 15 days ago

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Heather Cox Richardson

February 14, 2025 (Friday)

On this day, I always like to tell the story of Theodore Roosevelt’s terrible 1884 Valentine’s Day and how it led to the Progressive Era. But things are happening too fast these days to leave a gap in the record, so you’ll have to look back at last year—or forward to next—for that story. For this year, here goes:

The administration’s order to drop federal charges against New York City Mayor Eric Adams in exchange for his cooperation with Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) has sparked a crisis in the Trump administration’s Department of Justice, led by President Trump’s own appointees.

Yesterday that crisis led to multiple resignations from the department as acting U.S. attorney for the Southern District of New York Danielle Sassoon resigned rather than drop the corruption charges. When the acting deputy attorney general of the Department of Justice, Emil Bove III, tried to do an end run around the Southern District of New York by taking the case to the Public Integrity Section in the Criminal Division of the Department of Justice in Washington, D.C., and getting lawyer there to dismiss the case, at least five of them resigned as well.

This crisis is really over whether the Department of Justice will defend the rule of law or declare loyalty to Trump alone. And the crisis is growing.

Bove claims that administration officials did not make an arrangement with Adams to dismiss charges in exchange for his political support. But this morning, Adams and Trump’s “border czar” Tom Homan undermined that assertion when they appeared together on the Fox News Channel. "If he doesn’t come through,” Homan said of Adams, "I'll be back in New York City and we won't be sitting on the couch. I'll be in his office, up his butt saying, 'Where the hell is the agreement we came to?'”

Today, Hagan Scotten, the acting assistant U.S. attorney for the Southern District of New York, resigned in a blistering letter to Bove, calling his justification for dropping the charges against Adams “transparently pretextual.” “[N]o system of ordered liberty can allow the Government to use the carrot of dismissing charges, or the stick of threatening to bring them again, to induce an elected official to support its policy objectives,” he wrote.

Scotten was awarded two bronze stars as a troop commander in Iraq and clerked for Chief Justice John Roberts. He pointed out to Bove that “[t]here is a tradition in public service of resigning in a last-ditch effort to head off a serious mistake…. [A]ny assistant U.S. attorney would know that our laws and traditions do not allow using the prosecutorial power to influence other citizens, much less elected officials, in this way.”

He continued: “If no lawyer within earshot of the President is willing to give him that advice, then I expect you will eventually find someone who is enough of a fool, or enough of a coward, to file your motion [to dismiss the case]. But it was never going to be me. Please consider this my resignation.”

Also this morning, legal analyst Barb McQuade reported that “DOJ leadership has put all Public Integrity Section lawyers into a room with 1 hour to decide who will dismiss Adams indictment or else all will be fired.” “Sending them strength to stand by their oath, which is to support the Constitution, not the president’s political agenda,” she added. According to Jeremy Roebuck, Shayna Jacobs, Mark Berman, and Carol D. Leonnig of the Washington Post, one lawyer at the meeting said the discussion was “gut-wrenching” and “not anything any of us expected to see in America.”

At first, they all agreed to resign together, but then Edward Sullivan, a career federal prosecutor approaching retirement, said he would sign the motion to dismiss the case in a bid to save the jobs of his colleagues.

The crisis was reminiscent of the “Saturday Night Massacre” of October 20, 1973, when President Richard Nixon ordered Attorney General Elliot Richardson to fire special prosecutor Archibald Cox after Cox subpoenaed a number of the tapes Nixon had recorded in the Oval Office concerning the break-in to the Democratic National Committee’s headquarters in the Washington, D.C., Watergate complex. Richardson and his deputy, William Ruckelshaus, refused to execute Nixon’s order and resigned in protest; it was only the third man at the Justice Department, Solicitor General Robert Bork, who was willing to carry out the order firing Cox.

In that case, popular outrage at the resignations and firing forced Nixon to ask Bork—now acting attorney general—to appoint a new special prosecutor, Leon Jaworski, a Democrat who had voted for Nixon, on November 1. On November 17, Nixon assured the American people: “I am not a crook.”

The administration’s determination to impose its will on the United States is behind its insistence that Trump can rename the Gulf of Mexico and Alaska’s Denali, the highest peak in North America, by executive order. In 2017, Trump pushed hard to make Americans accept that the crowds at his inauguration were bigger than those at President Barack Obama’s, an immediately disprovable lie that seemed unimportant at the time but was key to establishing the primacy of Trump’s vision over reality, an acceptance that led, eventually, to the Big Lie that Trump had won the 2020 presidential election and now, apparently, to the lie that Elon Musk is cutting “waste and fraud” from the government when, in fact, he appears simply to be cutting programs he and Trump dislike.

Although tech companies and various media outlets have accepted Trump’s language, the Associated Press has continued to use the internationally accepted, historic name: the Gulf of Mexico. The Associated Press is a not-for-profit news cooperative founded in 1846 that produces and distributes news reports across the country and the world. White House deputy chief of staff Taylor Budowich today claimed that the AP’s use of “Gulf of Mexico” showed its “commitment to misinformation,” and announced that the AP would be barred from the Oval Office and Air Force One.

In the Senate, Alaska’s senators Lisa Murkowski and Dan Sullivan, both Republicans, are pushing back on Trump’s name change for Denali, sponsoring a bill to require the mountain to be designated “Denali” on maps, documents, and any official U.S. records.

Senate Armed Services Chair Roger Wicker (R-MS) pushed back today on Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth’s “rookie mistake” on Wednesday when he offered that the U.S. would not support Ukraine’s membership in the North Atlantic Treaty Organization (NATO) and that it was “unrealistic” for Ukraine to demand a return to its borders before Russia invaded in 2014, essentially offering to let Russia keep Crimea.

Wicker said he was “puzzled” and “disturbed” by Hegseth’s comments and added: “I don’t know who wrote the speech—it is the kind of thing Tucker Carlson could have written, and Carlson is a fool.” Joe Gould and Jamie Dettmer of Politico identified Carlson as a “pro-Putin broadcaster.”

“There are good guys and bad guys in this war, and the Russians are the bad guys,” Wicker said. “They invaded, contrary to almost every international law, and they should be defeated. And Ukraine is entitled to the promises that the world made to it.”

Hackers pushed back today on Elon Musk’s “Department of Government Efficiency” website, launched earlier this week after Musk claimed that the group was posting its actions on the DOGE website. At the time, the website was essentially blank. Jason Koebler of 404 Media reported that the website was built out on Wednesday and Thursday. It appears not to be on government servers, is not secure, and pulls information from an open database that anyone could edit. Coders promptly added: “this is a joke of a .gov site” and “THESE ‘EXPERTS’ LEFT THEIR DATABASE OPEN-roro.” One coder told Koebler that the website “[f]eels like it was completely slapped together. Tons of errors and details leaked in the page source code.”

Indeed, Jennifer Bendery of HuffPost pointed out that one of the errors on the page is that it appears to have posted classified information about the size and staff of a U.S. intelligence agency. Security clearance lawyer Bradley Moss posted: “If you’re a clearance holder, stay away from the DOGE site. These ignorant virgins are going to find themselves prosecuted for violating the Espionage Act before all is said and done.”

Protesters today packed Christopher Park in New York City’s Greenwich Village near the Stonewall National Monument after the Trump administration erased “TQ+” from the LGBTQ+ on the monument’s website. The Stonewall Uprising of 1969, six days of conflict between police and LGBTQ+ protesters after police raided the Stonewall Inn, brought the longstanding efforts of LGBTQ+ activists for civil rights to popular attention, making Stonewall a symbol of LGBTQ+ rights.

Trans activists Marsha P. Johnson and Silvia Rivera were key figures in the Stonewall Uprising. Acknowledging their contribution, one protester held a sign that read, “NATIONAL PARK SERVICE: YOU CAN’T SPELL HISTORY WITHOUT A ‘T’”

Former Republican operative Stuart Stevens had a different take. He posted: “When I see the sexual orientation hate come out of the Republican party under the pretext of just being anti-Trans, I am very tempted to name the Republican operatives and elected officials who are closeted gays. It’s not a short list.”

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xoxoavenger · 1 year ago

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How You Get The Girl

pairing: Pope Heyward x Fem!Reader

summary: Broke your heart, I'll put it back together I would wait for ever and ever And that's how it works That's how you get the girl

word count: 1752

warnings: none

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"Are you insane?" She asks, blinking at him. He's shaking, freezing from having run to her house in the rain. But this couldn't wait. He risked getting grounded forever for sneaking out just to see her.

Y/N cannot believe Pope Hayward is at her door.

"Can I come in?" He asks. Besides the fact that it's freezing, he also knows he needs to talk to her before the police release the actual story of where he was, or even before the town gets word of the Pouges being back. He knows it'll be worse if she finds out he's back before he can see her.

"Where the fuck did you go?" She yells. Instead of letting him in, she walks out and pushes him. He stumbles back a few steps, and she follows. She's starting to get wet from the rain, but by the look on her face he guesses she can't tell. They're standing so close; every nerve in his body can feel her proximity.

"I didn't mean to leave, I swear, especially after everything that happened," He tells her quickly, but she's already talking over him.

"Everything that happened? Really? You mean how you finally asked me to be your girlfriend after months of dates and cuddles and kisses and me waiting for you to make a move, just to fuck off to God knows where without telling me?" She's rightfully pissed, and now they're both getting soaked from the rain that will not let up. There must be a hurricane incoming.

"I know, I should have said something before I left, but I didn't think I'd be gone that long. But we got stuck on an island, and then kidnapped, and I swear I would have been here earlier except my parents are freaking out and didn't want me to leave." She's shocked into silence as he talks, because she had never thought that Pope was actually stuck on an island while he was gone. "But I wanted to tell you that I'm back. Before word gets around." They're silent for a moment, both staring at each other and blinking the rain away.

"What the fuck?" She finally says, and before Pope could defend himself any further she walks forward and hugs him tightly. He's confused, because a second ago he was sure she was going to slap him, but he wraps his arms around her and takes it in.

"I missed you." He whispers, pulling her as close as he can. Their bodies are wet and they're both colder than shit, but it feels too good to be with each other.

"I missed you too." She says, pulling back. She's glad for the water running down her face, making the tears blend in. "But I can't be with you."

Her words break Pope's heart.

He watches wordlessly as she walks away, back into her house without looking over her shoulder.

"What are you doing here?" She asks as she opens the door to Pope only a day later. It's not raining today, just gloomy and humid. It made his hair more frizzy than usual, sticking out widely.

Pope is glued to the spot, only able to blink at her.

"Hello? Pope, are you okay?" She asks, waving a hand in front of his face. He shakes his head before focusing.

"I'm not just giving up on us." He blurts out, causing Y/N's eyes to widen.

"I thought I made it pretty clear yesterday that I couldn't do that again." She frowns, because it hurts her too. She doesn't want to end things with him, but she doesn't have much of a choice. He doesn't know what she had to go through, how worried her friends were when she stayed home from everything, even school for a couple days. She had been so worried about Pope, until someone brought to her attention that they probably ran away.

And it broke her heart.

"I also wanted to bring you this picture. I framed it." He passes a picture of them at the beach, one Y/N took on the day he had officially asked her to be his girlfriend. She had taken it from a high angle, Pope's arms around her waist visible, his lips pressed to her cheek. She had her hand holding his chin, her face frozen between a smile and a laugh.

It was the picture she had cried over, the one stuck on her phone while it was pressed to her chest. It was the first one she deleted when she had the thought that he had to of run away. And here it was, in Pope's hands, framed.

She didn't know what to say.

"I just, I wanted to explain myself." He tells her, and she finally looks up at him.

"I thought you did that yesterday." Her heart is racing. She wants it to stop, wants him to stop, because she can't take this anymore.

"I did, but I wanted to give you the full story." She turns to let him into her house, trying to take a deep breath when his arm brushes past her.

"This doesn't mean that we're getting back together." She says as she shuts the door, not looking at him. In the back of her mind, she can feel the doubt, but she can't bring herself to question it too hard. She doesn't want to know what it means if she doesn't fully believe herself, the same way she doesn't want to think about what it would mean for her and Pope if she kept her word.

"That's okay." He says, and her heart flies a little higher because he sounds like he's actually okay with it, despite saying that he wasn't going to give up on them. Maybe, for him, the two aren't mutually exclusive.

After a couple weeks of Pope coming over, Y/N knows she's losing the battle with herself.

Pope hasn't even confessed to anything. He hasn't said anything about them being together since he came over with the picture, hasn't asked her how she would feel about the two of them getting back together. They've simply just been themselves, a pair of feelings that stay in the dark. It all comes to a head when Pope spends the night accidentally and she wakes up in his arms, head on his chest and feeling the most relaxed she's felt since the day on the beach when they fell asleep in the sun, warm and at peace.

She can't take it, the feeling she knows all too well that makes her heart race. She rolls over and pretends that it didn't happen, hoping that Pope isn't awake. He doesn't even have the decency to pretend like he was asleep when she leaves his arms, instead sitting up on an elbow. It's quiet as she ignores him, eyes squeezed shut in a silent prayer that he'll think she rolled over in her sleep.

"I can't do this." He says it softly, as if by not yelling it the words won't break her heart. It's enough to get her to turn back and look at him.

"What are you talking about?" She asks, her voice in an equal whisper. She knows what he's saying, but can't bring herself to let him go.

"You told me you didn't want to be with me, and I respect that. But I can't do this; I can't hold you in my arms and then watch you turn away. I know you're afraid of getting hurt again, and I know you don't have any reason to trust me, but I promise I will never leave again. I would never put you through that again." He sounds so sincere, she can't even begin to think about how much it took him to get the words out.

He knows about what she went though when he left. During a late night, she had confessed how much she had struggled, how much she had hurt when she learned he was missing. He apologized endlessly, and she knew by the look on his face she had broken his heart.

"Pope," She doesn't know what to say, which is fine because she's pretty sure she would cry if she did try to get anything out.

"I want you, Y/N. And not just in a friend way. I want to be the one you fall asleep with at night, the one you wake up to. I want to put your heart back together and hold it so tight that no one will ever be able to break it again." He can see her face, see the hesitancy, so he continues before she can cut him off. "I'll wait. If you don't want to jump into anything, I'll wait. I'll be here as long as it takes. But if you give me the word, if you could just tell me that you want me too, or will want me in the future," He doesn't know how to read her now, and he's worried he's gone too far.

It scares her, what he's saying. It scares her to fall for him again, to somehow fall even deeper this time. She doesn't know if her heart is capable of it, doesn't know how she can trust him.

But then she thinks back to the beach day, thinks back to the feeling of being in the clouds when he had finally asked her to be his. She thinks back to him recounting his days on the island, how he told her that he had thought of her so often the Pouges banned him from saying her name. How hard it was to fall asleep, how he would pretend he was with her just to get through the night. And sure, she could reject these words. She could say she doesn't care, that she thinks he's lying. But she knows he's not. She knows he's telling the truth. And she does care. She cares about him so much it hurts.

"Okay," It's so quiet that she thinks Pope may have missed it, but the way his eyes widen makes her smile so big she's sure her jaw will be sore. "I want you too, Pope." The words aren't even out of her mouth before he's tackling her, squishing her against the bed as their laughs create a perfect harmony in the air.

And then he's kissing her, and she wonders why she had ever doubted him in the first place when he kisses her like she's the only thing in the whole world that matters.

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basketballanonsblog · 1 year ago

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Where we stand

You laid in bed, your mind restless and filled with warring thoughts.

You became great friends with Jihyo and the rest of Twice, ever since you met.

You remembered it as if it were only yesterday. After the two of you had left the bar, you stopped at a nearby convenience store for dessert. The conversation kept flowing naturally and you could talk to her for hours.

True to her word, she kept you at arms length but you meant what you said too. Whenever your schedules allowed it, you would agree to meet, whether it be in a quaint cafe or just you hanging out in their dorm. And you always bought her flowers, along with little gifts here and there just because "they would suit her".

A soft knock on your door brought you back to reality. Your brother peeked his head through to catch your eye.

"Is everything okay? I can hear your thoughts all the way from my room."

You sat up and hugged your knees.

"Just thinking and I can't sleep."

He sat beside you quietly before bringing you to sit closer to him.

"What's on your mind sis? Is it Jihyo?"

"How did you-"

"Oh please. I'm your older brother, of course I'm going to know. Is everything alright between you?"

"Yeah it's been great it's just that I'm not really sure if we're just friends or tiptoeing along that line of something more." You looked down in a sense of self pity at your situation, while your brother looked like you had said the most absurd thing ever.

"Hold the phone. You mean to tell me that after courting for her for a year, you still haven't asked her out officially?!"

"Hey!" You grumpily grabbed his pyjama top and frowned. "I would never rush or pressure her into something she isn't ready for. She did make it clear that she doesn't do dating, so I'll respect that. It's just...difficult to not know where we stand and what she's thinking."

"Well here's a bright idea, genius, why don't you try asking her?"

"Don't you think I want to?!" Your brain was too tired for this shit.

"Don't get angry with me." He raised his hands defensively. "You're the idiot who is telling their brother this at 3:30 in the morning instead of telling the person who actually needs to know all of this."

Once again, you scowled at your brother before pushing him off the bed.

"Get out."

He did as he was told but not before turning around with an annoying grin on his face.

"Love you too, my precious sibling. I hope you get the balls to ask Jihyo to be your girlfriend!"

"Oh, shut up." There was no real anger behind your words and you had to fight a smile.

You laid back down, pondering your brother's words. You knew he was right. You had to say something before it hurts too much.

-x-

You nervously stood outside of their dorm, trying to hype yourself up for today. Your brother had tried to give you a pep talk, but you were so out of it, the only words you caught were 'go get your girl, sis!' as you left the house.

The sound of someone clearing their throat brought you back to earth as the maknae looked at you.

"I was getting tired waiting for you to knock."

"Oh. Right...sorry. Is Jihyo ready?"

"She'll be out in a minute. You can come in."

You walked into the front room, and Sana sprung up from the couch and engulfed you in a tight hug.

"Hi y/n!" You also glanced at Mina and waved as best you could.

"Those flowers are cute! Are they for me?" Sana bat her eyelashes at you, making you laugh.

"Unfortunately no, but here." You pulled one of the flowers out of the bouquet and tucked it behind her ear.

"There. Now you have a flower."

She giggled and pinched your cheek.

"Ah y/n you're so sweet. I wonder if Jihyo would mind if I steal you for the day instead?" She said jokingly.

"Yes, she would mind." You whipped around at the sound of her voice, as she walked into the room.

"Hi." She smiled and any words you could've said escaped, leaving you to just shyly wave. Just like you did when you first met.

Mina came over at that moment, and took the flowers off you.

"I'll put these in a vase, but you two should get going."

"Right." You held out your hand towards Jihyo and grinned in return. "Shall we?"

She took your hand and pulled you out of the dorm.

Sana pouted as you left, sighing.

"I wish I could find someone who looks at me like that."

"I don't know unnie, I think you've already found them, you just haven't realised it yet." Without elaborating, Tzuyu walked off, leaving Sana to chase after her, asking what she meant.

~x~

"A fair?" You made it to your destination and at first you felt it had been a great idea but now, you wanted to sink into the ground. Nevertheless, you decided to stand by your decision.

"Yep. I wanted to take you here on your birthday but since we were both busy, now is as good as any time. I know it's a little...different that what we usually do but different is good sometimes right?"

She was quiet with a neutral expression, and you were just about to change your mind before she looked determined all of a sudden.

"Right."

Hours later and the pair of you had done just about everything you could there. You played games, making sure to win her prizes, ate at almost every food stall and took many, many photos. There was just one thing you wanted to do there, and that was go on the ferris wheel.

Which is where you were now. You had made it to the top of the ferris wheel and you were staring into the horizon, gathering the courage to say what has been on your mind.

"Y/n are you alright? You've been quiet and stiff for a while now."

Okay, this is it. Don't back out now.

"Jihyo, I-" You turned to her, and you felt like you had stopped breathing.

Jihyo was glowing. Literally glowing. The sunset had surrounded her in a halo of light.

"Wow." You exhaled and Jihyo tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. A sign of her shyness.

"What?"

"Jihyo, you're so beautiful."

"Yah y/n! Dont tease me."

"I'm serious." Neither of you said anything after that, the sound of your racing hearts was loud enough.

~x~

You walked together through the city, the sun had fully set, giving way to the clear night.

You just had one more stop before the day ends.

"So, where's this mystery place you're taking me?"

"If I tell you, then it won't be a mystery will it? Anyway, we're here now."

She looked at you, confused before actually looking at where you were gesturing.

"A playground?"

You nodded proudly.

"I know it's strange but just hear me out. You told me how you spent your childhood training for idol life, and you said never really experienced what it was like to just play outside in the park. So I guess for one day, I wanted to give you that. But you don't have to if you don't want to."

You looked down at your feet, while Jihyo looked at you with awe. She stepped towards you, and kissed your cheek.

"You are so sweet."

She ran to the swings, and you pushed her as high as you could. The sound of her laughter made your heart flutter.

Eventually, she sat still and you joined her on the other swing.

Come on y/n. Say it before you lose your nerve.

"Jihyo. What exactly are we?"

"Hm?"

"I know you said you don't do dating but I don't know where we stand." You held her hands to anchor yourself.

"Jihyo I'm in love with you. Every moment I spend with you, I keep falling. And I'm sorry to spring this on you out of the blue but keeping this bottled up started to hurt. I feel lighter after getting all of this out but please don't feel pressured-"

Jihyo embraced you tightly, before caressing your cheek.

"I love you too, y/n."

Nothing could wipe the smile off your face at the moment. Nothing.

You leaned into her touch, sighing with relief.

"I was so afraid that I would lose you if I said anything."

You reached into your bag and pulled out a sleek box.

"I have one more thing for you, as a late birthday present."

"Y/n...you've done more than enough."

"Shhh let me spoil you." You opened it and inside was a simple necklace with a Twice charm and a microphone charm engraved with their debut date.

"I know it's not some million dollar piece of jewellery, but I got this for you, so you'll always remember that all your hard work and sacrifices have paid off. And that if you haven't already experienced it, there will come a time where all nine of you will be standing on stage surrounded by your fans; and you will realise that you made it. When that moment does come, that feeling will never leave you."

You looked at her once more only to see that she was crying, which made you panic.

"Are you ok-" Jihyo pulled you towards her, and your brain short circuited as your lips connected. After a second, you relaxed into it and reciprocated.

"I must have done something exceptional in a previous life, if the universe has given me someone as extraordinary as you. Can you put the necklace on me?"

And so you did. The both of you admired it, and it was you this time, who couldn't resist stealing a kiss.

Not that Jihyo minded of course. In fact, she was eager to share many more kisses with you. And really, who were you to deny her that?

#jihyo x reader #twice x reader #twice fanfic #kpop fanfic

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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 16 days ago

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Mike Luckovich

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LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

February 14, 2025

Heather Cox Richardson

Feb 14, 2025

On this day, I always like to tell the story of Theodore Roosevelt’s terrible 1884 Valentine’s Day and how it led to the Progressive Era, but things are happening too fast these days to leave a gap in the record, so you’ll have to look back at last year—or forward to next—for that story. For this year, here goes:

This crisis is really over whether the Department of Justice will defend the rule of law or declare loyalty to Trump alone. And the crisis is growing.

LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

HEATHER COX RICHARDSON

#Letters From An American #heather cox richardson #LGBTQ #justice #National Park Service #Luckovich #authoritarianism #russia russia russia #DOJ #Southern District of NY

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foreveranevilregal · 1 year ago

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Encantober Day 27: Grave

So...I know it's almost March and Encantober ended months ago, but I promised myself I'd finish it, and here it is. I had more ideas for this prompt, but I lost my outline so I'll add them in once I post it to AO3. @encantober-official

Dewdrops clung to the grass as Alma made the habitual walk to where her Pedro lay. There was a slight chill in the early morning air; she pulled her shawl more tightly around her shoulders. She loved the stillness of those early hours before the town awoke.

A misty haze hung in the air, blurring the outlines of the headstones lining the graveyard. As she approached, the headstones grew clearer. The one marking Pedro’s grave was large and ornate; intricate designs carved around the edges. After the funeral, after the burial, after she’d had time to process the tragedy, she had insisted that the spot where he lay be marked with something truly special.

“Hola, Pedro,” she said simply, resting her hand along the top of the headstone. A caress meant for his cheek, given to cold damp stone. She smiled wistfully, taking in the familiar sight. Alma tried to visit regularly, but today was different. Today marked the anniversary of when her Pedro sacrificed himself to give her and their children the chance for a better life. Technically, it might have been yesterday. She wasn’t entirely sure. They couldn’t exactly check their pocket watches while they were fleeing for their lives. But she liked to think it happened after midnight. The oppressive darkness surrounding them sure made it feel like it was the middle of the night, and that was good enough for Alma. She couldn’t bear the thought that lives so important to her could enter and leave the world on the same day, brushing past each other like a breeze blowing by a candle flame.

So, as a family, they chose to commemorate it on October 18th. That way, the children could celebrate their birthday unmarred by the tragedy. It was better that way.

“Ay, Pedro…” Tears spilled down her cheek. “We had quite the year. Antonio got his gift. He can speak to animals. Isn’t that wonderful? You loved animals so much. I remember the adventures we had with those horses. With Toñito’s gift, it’s like part of you lives on inside him.” She shook her head, the corners of her lips tugging up into a smile. “But I’m sure you already knew that. No doubt you had a say in his gift.” It wasn’t an opinion she had ever dared to voice to anyone else, but Alma had a sneaking suspicion that Pedro had lived on in the house that had mysteriously sprung up in the valley across the river. Their Casita.

Clearing her throat, she continued. “We lost our gifts and got them back again. Mirabel…she saved us all. You would be so proud of her, Pedro. She’s just like you. Thanks to her, our magic is stronger than ever.” She sniffled, wiping the tears from her eyes. “And Brunito came home. We are all together again. Well…” she choked back a sob, “not all of us.”

She pulled a candle out of her pocket. It wasn’t the magical candle that had sustained them for all those years. Instead, it was an ordinary candle; one you could pass by a thousand times and not throw a second glance. But love had a way of turning the ordinary into something extraordinary, and it had been their love of candles that had first brought them together. Carefully, she lit the candle and placed it near the headstone. She closed her eyes, murmuring a quick prayer.

The sun climbed slowly up the horizon, streaking a brilliant yellow through the gray. Alma traced the letters on the headstone, bargaining with herself for more time. Couldn’t she stay just a little while longer? But in her heart, she knew she couldn’t. Giving the headstone one last lingering look, she nodded stiffly and turned to head back home.

The sun was higher in the sky than Julieta would have liked by the time she made it to her papá’s grave. Despite her best efforts, she just hadn’t been able to finish cooking all the food any earlier. Between tending to injuries and checking on her children, it had taken her far longer than anticipated to prepare the foods she wanted to bring with her. Over the years, through some clever sleuthing, she had learned what had been some of her papá’s favorite dishes. Every year, without fail, she had prepared them for him on today’s date. Although she knew the occasion they were marking, she preferred to think of it as saving him leftovers from their birthday, because that thought didn’t make her want to burst into tears.

Agustín accompanied her on her trek, both for moral support, and to help her carry the sheer amount of food she had prepared. “I, uh, think your papá will be really happy to get all this food.” He winced, hefting the basket higher on his arm to alleviate the soreness of the weight.

“Ay, Agustín, is the basket too heavy?” Julieta studied him concernedly. “Maybe I should have asked Luisa to help…”

“No!” His face turned red from exertion. “Let her rest, mi amor. She’s been working so hard lately. Ever since you got your gifts back, it’s like everyone forgot how to get by without them again.”

Julieta pressed her lips together, guarding her tongue. She knew he was right, but now wasn’t the time to fight that fight. Now she wanted to honor her papá and show him how much she loved him the best way she knew: through food.

Finally, they reached the graveyard. Agustín placed the basket on the ground with a heavy thud. It was filled to the brim with the foods Pedro had enjoyed most, both sweet and savory. His stomach gave an involuntary gurgle.

Julieta chuckled at the sound. “Is someone hungry?” She teased.

“No…” Agustín lied.

“I told you; you should have eaten before we came up here.” Julieta tutted, shaking her head good-naturedly.

“But I wasn’t hungry then!” He argued.

“So you are hungry now?” An amused smile played on her lips.

“Yes! I mean, no! I can’t think,” he complained, rubbing his temples.

“I’ll feed you as soon as we get home, how’s that?” She patted his cheek playfully. “But don’t even think about touching this food. It’s all for papá.”

“I would never!” He insisted, horrified at the assumption.

But Julieta had moved on from the banter, spreading out the various dishes in a cluster around the candle she saw tucked into the corner. Mamá must have been here already. Her candle was still burning brightly, she noted with a smile. Hopefully it would make it through the day.

Once she’d arranged everything to her liking, she addressed her papá. “Papá…we never got to know you growing up, but it was your sacrifice that allowed us to have such a good life.” The words came easily to her, having heard her mamá repeat them time and time again. “I know it’s not enough of a thank you, but I made all your favorites. It would have been better if you could taste them for real, if they could have helped you stay with us, but this will have to do.”

Agustín wrapped his arm around her shoulder, giving her a nod of approval. They stood there for a few minutes, basking in the faint warmth of the morning sun before Julieta bid her papá farewell and they headed back.

#alma madrigal #pedro madrigal #julieta madrigal #agustin madrigal #julieta x agustín #alma x pedro #encantober #encantober 2023 #foreveranevilregal writes #writing encanto #to the two of you who will read this: thank you #i just want to finish this and be done with it

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deepautumncolors · 1 year ago

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Boundaries

I think I'm finally getting better at saying no, which has taken me a very long time to learn how to do. It has always been a challenge for me.

I've known my dad's friend since I was born, and he's had three cats since 2014. I go over to his house to feed them and clean the litter boxes whenever he goes out of town... until now. When he asked me if I could do that from the 24th-28th, I decided it was time for me to retire from taking care of his cats. I took this whole week off from work and I haven’t had a week off since this same time last year, so I was really looking forward to my vacation. And I just didn't want to spend it worrying about his cats and driving to his house almost every day (two of the days being Christmas Eve and Christmas Day). I don't live right in the city anymore like I used to, and I don't need the extra cash anymore like I used to. I would have been driving into town once a day just for that. Not to mention, his house is very small and cramped as it is, plus he happens to be a pack rat - so there is stuff EVERYWHERE and there's not a lot of room to move around. I also have my own cats to take care of now. Things are just different than they used to be.

And so, I said no. Well actually, I said, "I'm sorry, next week doesn't work for me. I hope you can find someone." I didn't lie, I didn't make up an excuse or give a reason, I just told the truth and wished him well. I felt bad, but I just really didn't want to do it. So I didn't. I don't know who else he ended up asking, but I hope everything worked out (and that he asks that person again next time).

The other thing is that my coworkers in my department like to play the lottery, so we take turns buying tickets for the whole group. There are 14 of us, so someone gets $14 of quick picks when the jackpot gets really big. We don't have an official order that people go in, it's more like whoever hasn't gone in a while does it if they can. I can't remember the last time I bought them, so I figured my turn was coming up soon. Today they asked me if I could get them for tomorrow's drawing, but I don't live right in the city like I mentioned before and I didn't have any plans to go out. So I replied, "Can I do it next time? I'm staying home all day today." If they had asked me yesterday, I would have grabbed them when I went out to do other things. Sorry people, I'm not leaving the house for no other reason besides that when odds are we're just going to lose anyway. I've always done it the other times they asked me to and I've always been agreeable to everything they've asked of me, so I think I'm allowed to skip it just this once.

I don't know if I'm actually getting more assertive or if I just don't feel like doing certain things anymore because I'm getting older or if it's a combination of both, but I'm proud of myself for knowing my boundaries and being able to say no. If you don't, people will walk all over you. You might disappoint or inconvenience the other person/people for a while, but they'll get over it. Sometimes it's okay to be selfish when it comes to your mental health. I'm glad I'm ending 2023 on this note of asking for what I want, and I hope I'll still be able to do that when it's necessary throughout 2024!

#personal #bitmojis

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al-mayriti · 2 years ago

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this is part 2 of my extremely long lore update of my missing month in tumblr. here's part 1 <3

i'll also put this one behind the cut just in case

26. we start when this extremely important event happened !!!

THEY'RE PLAYING 'MÚSICA LIGERA' IN THE SUPERMARKET

[there is a lyric in música ligera [go listen to it. or else] that goes 'la música de fondo en los supermercados' so 'the background music at the supermarkets']

27. when spring officially started and suddenly life was bearable once again

28. the sequel.

bomb the ucm [yes. i tweeted the exact same thing]

24 nearly 25 years old and i just learned how to sign stuff with the electronic certificate. i want to shoot my foot i can't do this anymore

the thing is today i've been 3 hours calling the same 4 fucking numbers every 10 minutes only for them to tell me 'hahah everything you did last week is useless lol. but don't worry the deadline is thursday you still have time :)' [this was on a tuesday btw]

the world if the digital certificate and autofirma didn't exist

so yeah. everything i did on march 15th was useless. lol. i sent proof of my physical deposit of the application and they told me i couldn't <3. in the end i had to sign it digitally through a different administrative process and lol. i hate bureoucracy so fucking much.

28. i do love taylor swift but yeah

the eras tour: bellodrama tour:

-without ana mena -with ana mena

-52728€ tickets -22€ tickets

-she doesn't sing 'las 12' -she sings 'las 12'

the choice is yours

29. it's time for the 'hole in the bedroom' arc <3

[pic 1]

today my bedroom disappears

it wasn't a joke

[pic 2]

do you like my new setup?

SO. i honestly can't remember if i said this here but idk almost a month ago now i guess some of my floorplanks strated to lift. out of nowhere. so we called people to look into it and there was a water leak. so they had to dismantle my bed (you can see the frame in the lighter floorboards lol) and now i sleep in the attic; a room my dad has always used to hoard stuff <3 yesterday they filled the hole so that's nice, but now they have to slash the floor and for that they need all of the furniture gone. my house is basically just a long hallway so there just isn't enough space. it's gonna be fun :) oh and also we've decided to paint the room while we're at it. so i'll probably won't be able to sleep here for at least a month i imagine. this is my current setup btw, i'm writing this from here:

30. this one's a preamble of what's to come. i'm so sorry.

me: existing at any moment

my brain: i think it's time to play 'me he pillao x ti' on a loop

[now it's doing the same but with 'un clásico' <3]

31. ANA MENA WORLD DOMINATION DAY

i'll do the small tweets first and then go in chronological through pics 5, 6, and 7

GOOD DAY

the way i know for a fact that 'me he pillao x ti' would've appeared on skam españa s2 if the show had been made now

if i am already annoying with ana mena the day i fall for someone i'll be incredibly unbearable i want y'all to know it

i want ana mena to know she's changed lives today

[pic 6]

the pause in the first listen of bellodrama to listen on loop to 'me he pillao x ti' is so real actually

no words with 'un millón de lunas'

MENAmoro [i fall in love]... her mind

ana mena has made me want to go out and party for the first time in my life i can't

[pic 7]

why all songs in bellodrama have their titles with the first letter capitalized Like This except Tomorrow god Will Say? what is she trying to tell us

reply to the tweet: atheist legend

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i didn't choose to be anamenista i only was lucky

ana mena you gave us everything

ana mena you are the pop artist of this generation. you are everything and you are summer and the sun and margaritas. you give everything and you're the best.

i love you ana mena

32. i went back to working on my fantasy book :)

i am gonna try working on my fantasy book after more than half a year. wish me luck.

665 words #slay

33. i know you missed me talking about fictional shows that don't even exist but here you go

i need there to exist some kind of glee españa specifically so a character can sing this song to their crush and i can finish losing my mind

33. this is the last ana mena post I SWEAR

(chronologically)

half of the views are mine

the way i hadn't listened to it before the album dropped and now i'm OBSESSED

34. la caixa incident

can someone explain to me how la caixa, a catalan business, is telling me to send them documents in english for the scholarship??

so yeah. the sent me an email telling me they needed some documents in english i had sent them in spanish (which lol) and after doing so proceeded to accept my application :) apparently it's a pretty fucking good scholarship so i'm a bit hopeful i'll be able to make it <3

35. places i've been to in spain!

i know i have to visit the north more i know

36. my most listened to songs in march 💀

37. MANDATORY MEMORIAS DE IDHÚN TWEET THAT IS SCARILY ACCURATE TO MY PERSONAL EXPERIENCE

i am fascinated with the fact that one day laura gallego wrote three fat ass books projecting herself into a unicorn girlie that's involved with two dudes without knowing that with them she would forever change the brain chemicals of a new generation of spanish writers

38. and that's it :)

PEOPLE I GOT BACK MY TUMBLR ACCOUNT WE WON

#this one's shorter i swear

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lilfiggy1 · 5 days ago

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1 - "What are we hitting today?"

2 - (Slight pause) "I don't know, what do you wanna hit?"

1 - "I did back and bis yesterday so I can't do that again."

2 - "We're not getting a bench any time soon."

1 - "Lowkey let's just sauna instead."

2 - (nods)

1 - "What do they got for food tonight?"

2 - "Ass with a side of butt." (brings plate out from dining hall)

3 - "Sounds like every night."

2 - "Nah it wasn't that bad honestly. Just don't get the steak that shit definitely was fake."

1 - "No shot I was getting steak anyway."

2 - "Hopefully they have cereal or something."

1 - "I'm gonna go for 225 today."

2 - "For how many?"

1 - "Aiming for two but we'll see, just grab it if I'm about to die."

2 - "I got you."

1 - (lifts weight off rack)

2 - "You got it, come on."

1 - (gets weight up, brings it back down, doesn't get it a second time)

1 - "Damn, I'm weak as shit today."

2 - "Nah you're big dog."

1 - "Nah I'm little dog right now."

1 - "How was practice today?"

2 - "Ass, coach just made us run sprints and then pass the ball back and forth for like 45 minutes."

1 - "When's your guys' first game?"

3 - "In like a week, we're so cooked."

1 - "I believe in you guys."

2 - "We don't."

1 - "How was your day?"

2 - "It was okay. Busy. (Person) was pissing me off all day."

1 - "There's a surprise."

2 - "I don't know what to do with her anymore. At the end of the year if they try to talk to me about how shitty the scores are I'm gonna lose it."

1 - "Maybe that'll be enough to get her fired."

2 - "One can only hope."

1 - "The Eagles agreed to go to the White House if they're invited."

2 - "Ugh no way, that's not the report I heard."

1 - "But they also agreed to go last time but then were sending a smaller group because so many of the main players refused and then they rescinded the invitation. I wouldn't blame them for going. Although I love if they don't, maybe they're looking at it and saying it's not worth the backlash."

2 - "The people saying that the report saying they declined the offer are from the White House, but no official offer has been sent yet the report I saw just said if invited they'd say no."

1 - "I'll bet they won't be invited to avoid the possibility of them turning him down again."

2 - "I would love to see them decline and Jalen Hurts I absolutely can see declining."

1 - "We'll see."

1 - "(Person) got stuck in New Orleans so I'm not meeting up with her today."

2 - "Oh you didn't tell me that."

1 - "She texted last night that she's stuck there until tonight."

2 - "That sucks."

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misfitwashere · 15 days ago

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HEATHER COX RICHARDSON

FEB 15

This crisis is really over whether the Department of Justice will defend the rule of law or declare loyalty to Trump alone. And the crisis is growing.

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#heather cox richardson #letters from an american

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satanfemme · 16 days ago

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rambly end of week (2/14/25) thoughts (posting from my phone so apologies for any weird typos/formatting mistakes. rip my laptop)

on the VCU/UVA healthcare situation:

I heard confirmation today that the decision to cut trans healthcare for minors was 100% attorney general Miyares' doing, and that Miyares is turning into a lapdog for Trump. the way Miyares is intertwined with these hospitals behind the scenes should not be understated.

LGBT+ orgs in VA have begun putting formal pressure on these hospitals to reverse their decisions.

also of note, the executive order that prompted this has been officially blocked in federal courts as of yesterday. this makes the hospitals' decisions even more apparently illegal in VA than they already were.

on the general assembly:

this year's session is short, so the GA will conclude their meeting by the end of this month. I believe you have until feb 21st to visit the assembly in person. once it concludes, this doesn't mean nothing can be done until next year however. I want to stress, as I mentioned before, legislators will still be contactable and will be spending the rest of the year writing new bills and surveying what to focus on in the upcoming election. if you want them to write more laws to expand trans rights, or to affirm in their campaign that they will defend us, now is the time to tell them. if VA (and especially our governor) shift further left after this upcoming election, we could potentially see a wave of pro-LGBT legislation pass in 2026.

rumor also has it that there may be a special session later this year meeting specifically to address what is happening at the federal level and how VA plans to respond to it. I don't have more information on that, and i'm unsure if it's been confirmed EDIT: just got out of a meeting where I was told there would "for sure" be a special session in the spring or summer to deal with the budget and federal shit. its another opportunity to push for more protections.

on voting:

already said my peice but I'll briefly say it again: the 2025 VA election will likely decide if this state follows in the footsteps of states like Texas and Florida, or if we shift further left and become a safe haven in the south. every time I speak to a dem legislator I always hear the same frustration that these past few years, although we have done a lot of good, we have also been held back by a horrible governor and a slim majority. there are a lot of incredibly good bills that the democrats are trying to pass that just aren't getting through because the GA is too divided. there are also a lot of horrifying bills that are just barely being stopped by a slim margin.

I'm hopeful that we can shift left and bring in a brighter future, but we can only do that if everyone in the state who is elegible to vote makes a plan to do so and sticks to it. (& hopefully by the 2026 ballot we'll secure the final vote to restore voting rights in our constitution, paving the way to easier election victories in the future)

on a lighter note:

there will be a trans joy event on march 2nd in Richmond, to celebrate and strengthen the community here :-)

On Supporting the Trans Community in Virginia (US):

as of February 2025, Virginia is the safest southern state for both trans kids and trans adults. anecdotally, I've met many trans families in the south who have fled to our state to avoid persecution. major cities, such as Richmond, are in particular safe havens for the LGBT community here. however, we are a purple state with our fair share of fascists in government and conservatives voting those fascists in, and as such we are obviously not as protected as many blue states have shown themselves to be. so, many of the rights afforded to trans people, especially to trans children, are currently at high risk.

this will be a simple guide to some ways that you, especially if you are a Virginian or new to politics, can help advocate for and/or protect the trans Virginian community politically. I am invested in this topic as someone who has been involved in this state's politics professionally for over a year now, and who has personal interest in this state not only remaining safe, but broadening its protections in the future. I am also writing this as someone who is hopeful that broadened protections are very possible to achieve, if only people are loud and unwavering in their support.

(disclaimer that this guide is being written on 2/11/25, and with the way politics move sections of this may become obsolete in the future. I am also speaking directly to Virginian state politics only. if sections of this feel relevant to other states and/or federal politics, good. if sections of this feel contradictory to how you understand other states and/or federal politics to be, please don't harass me about it ^_^. lastly, I would consider myself knowledgeable on this topic but not an expert or authority figure by any means.)

topics of pressure I will cover here: the Virginia High School League, the VCU/UVA healthcare systems, the General Assembly, the 2025 election, and pro-trans organizations I trust

I am putting this under a read more because it is a long post (I have a lot to say), but I want to encourage people to reblog it if they find it helpful.

Pressure the Virginia High School League

yesterday, the Virginia High School League, which overseas over 300 public high schools, announced that it would walk back its 10 year long policy protecting transgender athletes in Virginian high schools, instead caving to the recent executive order on this topic and banning transgender girls from competing on a high school level. over the past 10 years, their trans policy has protected 42 students total, an average of 4 a year across the entire state. we are still waiting for more information to come out about this decision, but if it is upheld it is likely to take affect over the summer.

notably, the vote behind this decision was likely rushed and unfair. the meeting this vote took place through was called last minute on a friday afternoon and at least 2 pro-trans members of the voting committee, Senator VanValkenburg and Delegate Cousins, who would have fought against this transphobic decision, were unable to vote because they were stuck at the GA serving the state when the meeting was called.

additionally, this decision is likely illegal, as it goes against Virginia's Human Rights Act, an act that is embedded in our legal code. this act explicitly protects against discrimination on the basis of both assigned sex and gender identity.

anyone can contact the executive director of the VHSL, Billy Haun, and inform him that this decision is harmful and not going to be accepted quietly. his public email is [email protected].

if you live in Virginia, or know any students who do, you should also contact the committee member who oversees your district to let them know how you feel. a full list of committee members with their contact information is available here. demand that they are accountable for this decision and that they re-instate their previous trans-inclusive policies.

Pressure the VCU and UVA healthcare systems

across the country, only a few hospitals so far have caved to the executive order banning gender affirming care for people under 19. this executive order is not yet law, and is unenforceable, therefor these are conscious decisions being made by boards of directors.

two of these hospitals are in virginia: VCU Health and UVA Health. trans minors and young adults in their care have already been denied treatment going forward. this, once again, goes against Virginia's Human Rights Act. in other words, these decisions are being made to prioritize unenforceable orders over the democratically decided upon code of law in our state.

to my knowledge, the reason VCU Health caved so fast is that they have many expensive programs, such as their cancer center, and they're concerned about losing funding. so they've thrown trans children and young adults under the bus to secure more money. I am less aware of the situation at UVA Health but I would assume it's similarly funding related. this is not an excuse, as they are still required to follow Virginia law, including the Human Rights Act, and they are obviously still expected to center their patients' best interests. this new policy is going to get kids killed.

VCU Health is intertwined with the state's attorney general, who seems to be the one who pressured both of these hospitals into making these decisions. I recommend contacting attorney general Jason Miyares about this to let him know how you feel. his public phone number is (804) 786-2071.

besides Miyares, I'm not currently aware which points of contact are the most effective, but any noise about this is good and helpful right now.

The General Assembly

Virginian lawmakers meet in Richmond for about 3 months at the start of every year to pass the bulk of state legislation. when it comes to trans rights, votes fall along party lines with democrats reliably voting in support of us, and republicans reliably voting against us.

a list tracking all current LGBT+ related bills can reliably be found through Equality Virginia's website here.

I have been tracking trans legislation in this state for 3 years, and this is the 3rd year in a row that all anti-trans bills have been defeated in committee thanks to the democrats and those lobbying the democrats.

this year we have 6 pro-LGBT bills which right now have successfully crossed over, meaning they're progressing through the GA and are on track to pass. (at which point our governor, who is a trump supporter and anti-trans, could still veto them)

how you can participate in this: when deciding how openly supportive or unsupportive they want to be, and when deciding which bills are worth submitting for the next GA session (because they are limited on how many bills they can submit each year), legislators look at what their constituents are telling them over phone, email, and in person. it is important that we pressure republicans to stop targeting us AND that we pressure democrats to continue supporting us even if/when their staff tries to convince them we aren't worth saving (something many people are predicting is going to happen with elections coming up). in other words we can rely on the dems now, but we need to ensure they still have our back in the future too.

side note for this section: when contacting a legislator and their staff, you should at the very least tell them your zip code, if not your address, so they can confirm you are a constituent.

you can find out who your VA legislators are through this website.

when deciding how to contact them, I would personally rank in-person above emails, and emails above phone calls.

you can meet with your legislators, or their staff, in-person with or without a prior appointment AND with or without the support of a larger organization. you could, right now, walk into the GA building in Richmond, find their office, and tell them your thoughts directly. anyone is allowed to do this during working hours. in my experience, this is incredibly easy to do, and they will be cordial with you even if they disagree with you. it costs you nothing but your time to force them to listen to you rant and vent. if you want to go in a group, you can join a lobby day with an organization you trust, or go with a group of friends and host your own personal lobby day. the reason in-person meetings are so important is because they allow you to have a natural dialogue with your legislator and it forces them to put a face to what you are saying, so you are more than just a statistic.

emails are also incredibly beneficial, especially when it comes to legislators who are already supportive of you, because it allows them to easily reference your statements during debate. I have heard from legislators themselves that they like it when people send them informative emails, even if they have already met with or been called by the person, so they can pull up exact quotes during committee meetings and directly speak to what the facts are, and how their constituents are being affected.

year-round outside of the General Assembly session itself you should continue calling and emailing your legislators, though I am less informed on how to meet with them in person as this depends on the specific office and representative. (I know my RVA reps have open offices year round for example, but I can't promise that of everyone).

On Voting

this November, every Virginia lawmaker including the governor and attorney general will be up for re-election. this has the potential to flip our GA to a republican majority, which would guarantee an onslaught of anti-trans legislation. or, alternatively, it could broaden our democrat majority, which would bode well for expanded protections for trans people and create stronger opposition against transphobia in the state.

as someone who has been watching the dems on a state level, and has been speaking to many of them directly, I strongly encourage you to vote blue for the GA this November. I can not stress enough how important it is that we at the very least maintain a dem majority in this state if we want to protect and expand trans rights, not to mention the rights of women, the Black community, and the LGBT+ community as a whole considering the important constitutional amendments that are making their way through the multi-year voting process now.

I am aware it makes me sound like a liberal. in this instance I do not care, because I have seen the impact first hand. on a state level, the VA democrats are not spineless, and they are making genuine efforts to support our community.

there will also be a vote this November on our next governor, which has the potential to be a game changer (either for the better or worse). currently, our dem-majority GA has been passing many great bills that are just getting vetoed by governor Youngkin, who is a big Trump supporter. if we elect another republican governor, the best we can hope for is a few more years of stand-still. if we elect a democrat governor instead, a lot of the pressure that's been building up these past few years will finally be released and we could genuinely push this state to the left. a lot of people, including legislators themselves, are hopeful that our next governor will be a democrat. but this is NOT a guarantee.

lastly it's a similar situation with our attorney general, Jason Miyares, a republican who pushed the VCU and UVA decisions I mentioned before. he has been directly responsible for holding back many LGBT+ rights. replacing him with a democrat has the potential to shift this state's approach to trans rights for the better.

personally, I am very nervous about these elections and would like it if more Virginians were aware of their importance.

Organizations I trust

fighting this battle alone isn't going to be as affective as if you get involved in larger organizations with the resources to put large amounts of pressure on the state. I'll give you the local groups I most trust, and who I've seen do the most good. through their websites and social media pages, you can find ways to support them and/or get involved through events or calls to action.

ACLU VA

Equality VA

He She Ze and We

Side by Side

that's all I have today

I may have more to add to this in the future, but these are just some basic directions for anyone who feels overwhelmed and isn't sure how to approach this topic outside of social media.

I don't have any big conclusion here, I just hope this is educational and/or informative to someone out there, thank u

#nothing new really happening with the VHSL as far as I know sorry

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☘️Fri 18 Dec ‘20 💬

So today was a nice steady change of pace, huh? Louis sold out shows, Harry was on a run, Liam was on Omegle, and Niall was being Irish.

Harry was spotted out and about in LA today on his daily jogs! He was wearing head to toe Nike and a black mask, which honestly is very sexy of him, love to see that. He was voted GQ’s most stylish man of the year (by fans!), and was 28th (haha) on Hollywood Reporter’s Breakout Stars of Hollywood. Ah yes, because, as we all know, Fine Line was the very first thing he’s ever done, career-wise, nope, nothing of note before that. Anyways, following all of the, uh, excitement (?) on the Harry front, twitter went and trended ‘harries’. Or that could be because ‘louies’ spent most of the day trending, too. You know them - otp: next to you!

The European leg of Louis’ tour (now scheduled for next year!) went on sale early in the morning and it sold out just as quickly: Warsaw, Vienna, Prague, Zurich, Oslo, and Reykjavik have been added to the list of SOLD OUT Louis concerts, that’s some KING SHIT RIGHT THERE! Before that, he went online last night to like TWO separate posts of the exact same picture of Wayne Rooney’s son signing to Manchester United, which I know nothing about, except that the player being signed is an 11 year old kid and that has to be a bit unusual, no? Speaking of kids, his sisters (who are SIXTEEN) also tried to get people to understand, after even Louis' direct intervention wasn't enough, that it’s a bit odd to be so interested in how tall Louis is (or is not). Uh, yeah, it kinda is, and it’s SUPER peculiar (to steal Harry’s word - that Louis stole,) that people are bugging sixteen year olds about it. Maybe don’t. Anyways, they also said that he would be home for Christmas, and that they’re excited to see him. That’s coming up soon, for anyone who hasn’t been keeping up with Liam’s advent!

Which, on today’s alarm, Roman and Liam compared the worst Christmas presents they’ve ever received (socks for Liam, bongos for Roman). If you want to give a GREAT present, though, Liam’s christmas merch is out, and it’s very, very cute: a red beanie with a white puff, red and white socks, and an ‘LP’ Christmas ornament, as well as a hoodie and T-Shirts with an intricate ‘Liam Payne Christmas’ design. We got Liam’s full iHeart interview from last week, where he talked a bit about his own christmas traditions and promoted Naughty List, which was added to the F1 Tracks playlist on Spotify and that’s ONE fandom crossover I didn’t see coming! And then the ‘Liam and other people part’ of the day: Liam went live on instagram again today. It was Liam and Tom Felton promoting Tom’s Boxing Day veeps show and being very cute and talking about possible future collaborations, and Tom signed off by saying “kisses on the bum!” which MADE MY WHOLE DAY! And Liam was STILL in a chatty mood, apparently, because he and Maya then went on omegle to chat up random people and serenade them with Naughty List. I gotta say, they FULLY put their faces out there and they're WAY braver than I am for it. I am VERY interested in what they typed into the “interests'' bar to be matched up with strangers, but I’m sure we’ll find out more as more pictures come out.

Niall released his ‘Dear Patience’ performance in the Royal Albert Hall show, saying in his newsletter that, “if this year has taught [him] anything, it’s how to be more patient...this song has taken on a whole new meaning for me”. He also made TheThings list of “10 pop stars who were completely self taught” (I’m sure Helene appreciated that). He also took to instagram to promote ALONE, which is a charity that helps prevent homelessness amongst the elderly in Ireland. “Proud to be Irish,” Niall said, which was a shocker to everyone, I’m sure. And, in reply to someone on twitter saying that Heartbreak Weather ‘a gem of an album’, he said “tell your mates”. Guess that means he’s done ghosting us on twitter, or at least when he’s got something to promote!

#harry styles #louis tomlinson #liam payne #niall horan #honestly im taking to my new role as hot oli like a jewel fish to water #which is to say i adore it #i said it yesterday and i'll say it again today; if any of the official HQs want to hmu about taking my places as an intern #that's totally cool w me #NOT TAKING MY PLACE AS IN IM NOT GONNA DO IT BUT TAKING MY PLACE AS IN BEING AN ADDITIONAL MEMEBER #they can pry these posts out of my cold dead hands im too attached to the team #also today's been a nice little day #anyways!#song of the day!#Cobracaine by the DMAs #also! the 'ghosting' joke IS a JATP reference in case you got that!

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Our little game pt. 3

~Part 1~ ~Part 2~ ~Part 4~ ~Part 5~

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x witch! reader Summary: Thomas has been trying to mend your relationship all weeks leading up to the wedding. You must admit that he was a true, sweet gentleman, but… something was wrong. You didn't feel those butterflies (or moles as Kol used to say) in your stomach when you were close to him. You thought that maybe after bachelorette party and wedding you two would again get along with eachother and everyting will be fine. But drunk you had a completely different idea to solve this situation. Warning(s): smut mention, swearings, I used the thread from "Friends", I don't regret anything (I guess) Word count: 4,6k

*Two months later*

"I can't believe it has gone by so quickly, I feel like I just arrived in New Orleans." I said to the girls while we were putting on our dresses for the party.

"Yes. Me too. I feel like Elijah proposed to me yesterday, and now the four of us are going to my bachelorette party."

"Actually five. I invited Cami." Rebekah corrected Kath while fixing her makeup.

"Since when have you exactly been friends with Klaus' therapist?" I asked, not believing for a moment in her good intentions toward the bartender.

"Since she's trying to talk you out of the ridiculous idea of getting back with your ex."

"Hey! We all agree that we're not going to discuss that topic. Today is about Katherine. Only her."

"Take it easy, Y/N. We're just worried about you."

"There's no need, Katherine. I can take care of myself. Also, I haven't decided yet what I'm going to do with this mess around me. It's enough that the Mystic Falls gang put me on their blacklist a week ago. I don't need more complications."

Yes. Officially, Damon Salvatore has become my enemy because I refuse to help him bring Elena back from her "sleeping beauty state." At least Bonnie stayed my friend.

"Well, I saw both of you in that new restaurant. You two seemed quite enjoyable with your company." Rebekah snapped me out of my thoughts.

The original vampire spent the whole two months trying to force me to set up with her brother. It was getting pretty tiring to the point that I decided to avoid Klaus like the plague and not give the blonde a chance to put her plans into action. I loved her with all my heart, but I will not allow anyone to meddle in my affairs and try to set me on a particular path. Not even one of my best friends.

"Yeah, like one meeting was a declaration of true, unconditional love." I replied sarcastically, turning my attention back to my reflection in the mirror. I started putting on my makeup, being careful not to accidentally gouge my eye out with mascara. "Thomas and I spent half life with ourselves. It's obvious that we're feeling good together when we know each other better than anyone else."

"That's what we're all trying to tell you!" the woman snatched the mascara from my hand and turned to look at me in the eyes. "You don't love him anymore! He is like an old, favorite movie; you watch it because you have a soft spot for it, not because it brings you new, amazing emotions. You got used to having him around. And you're afraid that my brother will destroy your idea of loving Thomas. Even if it's obvious to everyone that you don't have any feelings for him. You fell for Nik, finally admit it to yourself!" she burst out, reproaching me again.

"Rebekah, enough. You're crossing the line." Freya stepped between us, wanting to reassure her little sister and trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"You want me to finally make a decision? Fine. Right after the wedding, I'm going back to Thomas. You don't have to wish me luck. I already know I'll be very happy with him." I replied, staring furiously at the blonde over Freya's shoulder.

"You have to be joking?! Seriously? Are you doing it just to spite me?"

"I'll meet you all downstairs. I promised to call Tom before we went out all night." I said, ignoring Rebekah's angry look at me.

I left the room quickly before any of the vampires (or the witch) could stop me, heading for the only place I could get some privacy.

Klaus' art studio.

The guys had already left the mansion an hour ago, teasing Katherine that they would make one last effort to find someone better for Elijah before she "ringed him with a golden muzzle," so I was sure no one would find me there. Who would have guessed I was hiding in the "cave" of a big bad wolf?

I was walking in a dark room, lit only by the moonlight. I took my phone out of my dress pocket and dialed Tom's number. I put the device to my ear, staring at the unfinished painting on the easel. Klaus must have been pretty pissed while painting it. I hadn't even seen so much intense red when the hybrid returned covered in blood from one of his "preventive missions."

"Y/N?" Thomas's voice snapped me out of my thoughts about the original.

"Hi." I replied with a little smile, sitting on the piano opposite the easel. Klaus went all out designing his studio.

"Hello, honey. Are you going out with the girls?"

"Yes. So don't bother calling; I won't answer, and even if I do, I doubt I'll be in a good condition." I replied jokingly, smiling wider as I heard his laugh.

"Ha ha. You know what they say: You are the truest version of yourself after alcohol."

"Is this your way to tell me that you're waiting on a drunken love confession from me? It isn't quite romantic, don't you think?"

"I don't care about it as long as it's true." I smiled. I wanted to respond to his taunt, but I froze in place as I saw someone's all-too-familiar blue eyes in the darkness of the studio. As our gazes met, he went out from the shadow and stood right in front of me. "Y/N? Can you hear me?"

"I have to go. I'll call you tomorrow, Tommy." Klaus wrinkled his nose at the "cute" diminutive.

"Have a good time, honey. Don't drink too much or I'll have to pick you up." before I could answer, Klaus snatched the phone from my hand.

"You don't have to worry about her. She will be in my excellent care, Timon," he said maliciously before aggressively hanging up.

"Seriously? Don't you have a brother to drink up instead of messing with my boyfriend? By the way, his name isn't Timon."

"Your boyfriend?" he laughed incredulously, shaking his head. "Since when? If I remember correctly, he left you for like... two years ago?"

"So what? You're not better at all."

"Unlike him, I was interested in your fate, love."

"Sending your minions to follow my every move is stalking, not caring. And stop calling me that. It's disgusting." I said, turning towards the exit, but the hybrid blocked my way as usual. The look of displeasure on his face instantly made me feel much better.

"They didn't follow you... most of the time. I just wanted to make sure you're okay and you're not putting yourself in unnecessary danger for the sake of those imbeciles."

"Did you know that there is an ancient gadget called the telephone? You could have checked for yourself if I was alive."

"You changed your number." I blushed at my stupidity. He was right. Right after breaking up with Tom, my phone suffered minor damage due to my sudden emotions and relative lack of control over my magic. I just don't know why it hurt so much that he couldn't text me. It's not like I've been waiting for his call all these years... right?

"Well, we can't go back in time and change that anyway. There's no point in dwelling on it." I finally replied, looking away from him to hide my true feelings.

The man wouldn't let me get away from him so easily. His left hand went to my chin, forcing me to look again into his blue eyes, which gradually began to give way to his night-black pupils.

"So that's it? You want to go back to him as if nothing happened? Like I didn't send you a thousand bloody letters to beg you for a little piece of your attention like a desperate fool, that I am every single time you look at me!" he exploded.

His jaw was clenched in anger, and his other hand was clenched so tightly that it seemed to me that droplets of blood were dripping from it. But my stupid brain could only process one goddamn thing in this improbable situation.

"Letters? What letters?"

"Oh, don't play with me like this, love…" he tried to walk away from me, but I grabbed his arm before he made any step towards the exit.

"Klaus, what letters? I didn't get anything from you since you went." I asked, searching his face for any explanation.

"Don't lie to me. It's even beneath you." he replied contemptuously.

A red light went on in my head. The son of a bitch had no right to walk into my already messy life with his fucking shoes and accuse me of whatever shit he fancied. This is exactly what caused my agitation. Not the hostile look I couldn't take from him.

"Beneath me? How can you tell if something is in "my type" or not?! You don't even fucking know me!" his jaw tightened. In the next second, he pushed me into a wall and put his hands on both sides of my head. His eyes were enraged, mad, and... passionate.

"I know you better than myself. I spent months admiring you in the shadows until you decided that I was curious enough to be noticed by you. It took you a bloody year to warm up to me and to treat me like something more than a monster. And when we were apart… I've never missed anyone as much as I have missed you in the thousand years I've lived. You told me here months ago that you would be the one to burn me. You were too stubborn to admit our connection that much, that you, love, didn't notice I was already burned by you a long time ago."

"You're lying. You wouldn't even have come up with that stupid excuse if Thomas hadn't shown up. You want me to lose my chance at happiness, don't you? The moment I trust you, you'll stab me in the back for your own amusement."

"Is your beloved ex-boyfriend, as I would like to point out, clouding your mental clarity so much?"

"Maybe he's my ex, but unlike some people, he really cares about me, not my power."

"Did he? Because if I had a chance, which you gave him, I would never, ever leave you. Not even if I could rule all of this damn world."

"Please, it's impossible that you could truly love…" he cut me off, pulling my face closer to his lips to shut me up by kissing me.

I imagined that moment so many times in my head, but nothing conveyed the true feeling of his lips on mine.

I moaned as he bit my lips and opened a way into my mouth like that. His treacherous tongue slipped inside like a snake, catching mine in his snare.

The sounds of brushes and paints falling were my only warning before he grabbed me around the waist, set me down on the table, and made me his height to (surely) kiss me dead.

The moment one of his hands started wandering toward the zipper of my dress, making me shiver every time his fingers touched my exposed skin, was a time when the warnings of my mind shouted over the dark, hidden desire of my foolish heart.

*SLAP!*

My hand left a small red mark on his left cheek for a while before his vampire power healed it. He slowly turned his head towards me, with his own hand on the place I slapped him, shocked that I (a little, mortal witch) was that dumb-brave to do this.

I breathed heavily as I stared into his impenetrable oceanic iris.

"Don't..."

"Why?"

"Because I… you… we can't…" He leaned his head down toward mine so that our noses were touching. Our lips were disconcertingly close for me to express any logical thought that wasn't related to HIM.

"Y/N!! We're going to be late! Hurry up!" Katherine's voice made me jump out of the hybrid's embrace, scared of what might have happened in the art room if she hadn't interrupted us.

Before I left the room, he grabbed my hand and turned me to face him. I fell straight into his chest. His second hand grabbed around my waist, making sure I wouldn't go before he stopped talking.

"Have your fun, love. We'll continue this discussion when you return." he said as he tucked my hair behind my ear.

"Y/N! What could possibly be taking so long?!"

"We have nothing to discuss." I growled, yanking myself out of his grip, and went out without even looking at him.

I need vodka or I'll completely lose my mind.

~•♤♤♤•~

"Ha ha, I can't believe it!" I was laughing so hard when Rebekah finished her story about Klaus and Elijah running from bees when they were humans.

"I swear to you, they came out of the river drenched as ducks, only to meet some "huge and terrifying wild beast" and roll in the mud to let him lose their scent. They screamed like little girls as he approached them and growled at them. Kol was bursting with laughter, but in the end our mother's old fur fell off him and he had to run away from them."

"All right! How do I look?" Katherine emerged from the dressing room, making an impressive turn in front of us to present her dress (not a particularly successful one, given how much alcohol we had consumed).

"I like it, but you look much better in your real wedding dress." Freya commented as she adjusted Cami's fake veil.

Yes. All five of us decided to put on white dresses and continue our evening dressed like this. I have no fucking idea how it happened.

"I know where we should go next!" Rebekah screamed, threw my legs off her and got off the couch. She ran over to Katherine, showing her something on her phone and whispering conspiratorially. I shrugged, grabbing a bottle of champagne.

Freya snatched the bottle from my hand, handing it to Cami. The barmaid drank the rest of its contents and sat down next to me. I put my head on her lap so she could comb my hair. I closed my eyes, feeling a little relaxed for the first time in weeks. The quiet whispers of the vampires in the background and the slow, calming movements of the blonde's hand were a wonderful sleep aid.

"Don't fall asleep, sleeping princess! We're going dancing." an enthusiastic Rebekah nudged me gently on the arm, trying to pull me out of my own world.

"Dancing? Where?" I asked, opening one eye to look unconvinced at the blonde.

"You will see. Come on, the night is still young, and we're not drunk enough." the vampire grabbed my arm and dragged me down the stairs to the waiting limousine.

The five of us drank chilled champagne from the limousine in seconds, continuing to talk nonsense until we were at the door of the club Rebekah wanted to take us to.

If I had seen its name better, maybe I would have realized that this is the same place the guys went to celebrate Elijah's bachelor party, and maybe what happened later that night wouldn't have happened at all.

But we all went inside and lost each other in a sea of other people.

I looked around the crowd until I saw a familiar face at the bar. Instantly, my heart warmed, and the unreasonable desire to approach him overcame the rational side of my brain. I ran towards him, doing my best not to step on the white dress. Without knowing why, the people around me immediately let me through, so I didn't have to push through them.

"Nikkie!" I screamed when I saw the hybrid. I made a few steps toward him, and I fell into his arms, tripping over my fake wedding dress. I could hear Kol chuckling in the background. "I've missed you, love."

"You know I can get you two married at any moment, brother? Just say a word."

Kol took his beer from the bar as I leaned dangerously close to him, threatening to accidentally spill the alcohol down my dress. Klaus held me closer to him so that I wouldn't wobble from side to side, checking to make sure my drunken walk towards them didn't injure me in the process.

"Shut up, Kol. She's drunk."

"Hey! I'm not drunk, but you're ridiculously hot when you're mad." I giggled as I cupped his face and kissed a crease between his eyebrows. "And so sweet when you're confused." I said, chuckling after he gave me an incredulous look.

"The offer is still valid." a vampire muttered under his breath, teasing his brother.

"For bloody hell, Kol, I'm not gonna marry her!" he growled at him. Suddenly, I felt very sad. Tears came to my eyes from nowhere.

"No? Why? You don't love me?" I asked, sobbing. His eyes immediately fell on my weeping form in pure panic. Nik gently pulled me to him and cupped my cheek, wiping away my tears with his thumb as he looked at me softly.

"Yes, Nikkie, don't you love her?" Kol interrupted our moment, much to Klaus' annoyance and anger.

"If you want to live to see tomorrow, get out of my sight. Now."

"Have fun together, Nikkie!"

He followed him with his eyes until he disappeared into the crowd of others. His eyes softened as he looked at my tear-stained face.

"Love, why are you crying?" he asked softly, wiping away my tears.

"Because you don't love me at all!" he sighed, hugging me tighter and kissing my head tenderly.

"Of course I love you." he whispered timidly into my hair.

"You do?" I moved away from him, placing my hands on his chest so that I could hold onto his body the whole time while looking into his eyes.

"It's impossible not to, love. Can we go home now?"

"No. Say it again."

"What?"

"That you love me."

"Y/N. You're drunk, just come with me and…" I cut him off by catching his stupid, beautiful lips in a kiss.

At first, he stayed there, shocked, not even making the slightest move. I got a little irritated after a while, so I cupped his face in my hands and pulled him closer, biting his lower lip until it bled. I moaned in a kiss, as I could feel his sweet, addictive blood on my tongue. Without knowing why, I felt "the alcohol mist" in which I found myself begin to slowly leave my body. In the next moment, that annoying man finally started to respond to my affection. His arms were all around me, reaching into every part of my body.

In an attempt to regain control, his lips began chasing mine. We fought with each other, giving all our hidden passion, anger, and frustration into that kiss. But it still wasn't enough for me. And he knew this.

"Don't be such an asshole and stop teasing." I groaned, breaking away from him for a moment.

"Never." he whispered against my lips, skillfully avoiding mine.

"For the love of God! Kiss me right or…" I moaned as he interrupted my threat by biting into the sensitive skin of my neck.

He was drinking from me.

Klaus. Fucking. Mikaelson. Was drinking from me.

And it felt amazing.

I gasped, pulling his hair with one hand and grabbing his muscular shoulder with the other. After a few minutes, he pulled away from my neck and kissed me again, this time complying with my request. During our demanding kiss, I felt a trickle of blood running down my neck to my chest. The wound closed in a matter of seconds.

I summoned my magic to teleport us to his room. More specifically, his bed. I started to rip off his shirt so as not to interrupt our kissing session. But hybrid has other plans.

He pulled away from my bruised, tingling lips and grabbed my hands just as I was about to get to the waistband of his pants.

"We need to stop, love."

"Why? I thought you wanted me."

"I do."

"Then shut up and kiss me."

"No. We can't. Not like that." he sighed as I started to bite and make hickeys on his neck. He grabbed my hair, pulling me closer.

"Don't act like you didn't dream of it. Like you don't wanna feel my hot, naked body on yours. Like you don't wanna drink from me while fucking me and leaving marks on all of me to make it clear to everyone that I'm yours." I whispered against the skin of his neck.

"Y/N. Stop." he growled, pushing me away from him when he felt my hand dangerously close to his pants' fly.

"Why? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't finally get this damn feeling out of our system!"

"That's not how it works and you well know that."

"God! Why do you always have to make things so hard for me?!" I started gathering my things, intending to leave the refusing-me hybrid.

"Where are you going?!"

"To Tom! Maybe he will be a man and fuck me, if you don't want." I found myself instantly in his strong embrace. He was breathing rapidly, his pupils so dilated that his blue irises were almost impossible to see. He desired me. If he wanted me too, then why didn't he use his chance?

"Be careful what you wish for, love."

"Let me go. I wasted enough time for you." I groaned as I tried to break free from his grip.

"You're not going anywhere."

"Why?" I asked, lifting my head in challenge.

"Because you're MINE. Mine to touch, mine to kiss, mine to fucked from your mind every single thing that isn't me. We belong to each other. And you hate it. So much so that you can't accept the feelings that are between us. This is why you gonna go back to my bed and sleep by my side so I can make sure you're not going to do something incredible stupid tonight."

"Don't act like a protective boyfirend, if you don't care about me." I choked out, taking advantage of the fact that he doesn't look me in the eye and instead places small kisses on my face.

"You stupid woman, don't you see how much I've already done for you just to keep you safe and happy?"

"You wanna make me happy? You wanna satisfy me? You wanna make sure I'm only yours? Then shut up and finally let it happen." I kissed him, pushing him on his back, so I could sit on him.

I started to strip myself, looking straight at him. His chest rose and fell at the speed of light, black pupils completely replacing his blue irises. I take a moment to appreciate his tattoo and kiss every flying bird.

"Lie that you love me." he said, after turning us so I was under him.

"It wouldn't be a lie." I thought as he kissed his way to my underwear.

"I know it's part of your game. Just... pretend for a moment you really feel something for me Y/N."

"It's not a game anymore. And since our first meeting, I have felt for you... everything."

"You win." he said, kissing me with all of his desire for me, and trying to get any response out of me.

"You win.'" I thought, letting myself get lost in the feeling of his skin on mine. "And I'm fucking terrified of it."

~•♤♤♤•~

Consciousness begins to slowly return to my battered, relaxed body. I sighed, snuggling into something warm and cozy beneath me. I put my head in a more comfortable position and took a breath of the amazing perfume.

Klaus' perfume.

I froze in place, afraid to make any move. After a few minutes, I finally decided to hesitantly open my eyes and lift my head slightly.

My fucking God.

I slept with Klaus Mikaelson.

With my brain overheating from the new information, I had the opportunity to take a closer look at the unconscious hybrid. He looked so... innocent when he slept. And carefree, even blissfully, judging by his gentle smile, which I could see despite the darkness in the room.

The disheveled hair on his head only made him even hotter. It was also helped by the fact that I was probably the perpetrator of his messy look.

I tried to slowly put myself out of his arms to get the phone, but Klaus instantly held me closer when he felt from his sleep my littlest move. I carefully placed my head back on his chest. I let myself hear his beating heart and smell his addictive perfume for the moment.

Curiously, I looked around his room, enjoying as much as I could of what little peace I had left before my partner woke up. For a moment, I could imagine that Klaus was my boyfriend, we led a dull, safe life together devoid of anything supernatural. Hope lives with Hayley for a week, with us for the second, his family comes over once a month for dinner together. And above all, no one wants to kill us, we have no enemies from whom we must defend our loved ones. Maybe we'd even get married and have children of our own?

Married.

Wedding.

"OH MY GOD! Klaus! Hey. Nik. We have to get up, or we'll be late for the wedding! Oh, come on! You can't sleep that hard! Niklaus!" I screamed. I tried to pull his arm to wake him up, but his eyes were still closed. "If you don't wake up, I'll smear your room with all those expensive paints you have."

"Shh, five more minutes, love." he mumbled, turning on his side and pinning me to his bed with his arm. He pulled me closer, burying his nose in my hair.

"Katherine is going to kill me if we miss her wedding." I said in panic, unknowingly brushing his hair with my fingers.

"I won't let her do this." he tightened his grip on me, still in his semi-conscious state. "You might as well not mention her name in my bed."

"Klaus, I'm serious. Move. We have to get together."

"Vile woman, have you no pity on me?"

"Not even a little. Now get off me, you're heavy." I moaned under him, trying to move his body.

"I have a better idea of how to spend the day than being at my brother's wedding with the devil. I think you'll like it too. Last night, you did. Very much, considering the moans of my name coming out of your beautiful, alluring mouth."

"Yeah… talking about last night. It doesn't change anything, right? I mean… we're… we not…"

I stopped as he placed his head close to mine so he could lick up the dried blood from my neck. This man would be my death.

"Penny for your TRUE toughts?" he whispered against my neck, pulling away from it to look into my eyes.

"I just..."

"Yhm?" he leaned closer to my lips, but before he could kiss me, I pushed him off me and off the bed, sending him crashing to the floor. I took the opportunity to wrap myself in his duvet, running into the hybrid's bathroom before he recovered from my unexpected move.

"Dress up. We have to be there in 10 minutes. Don't forget the wedding rings!" I screamed, knowing full well that he would hear me through the closed door even if I was whispering. I listened for a moment, standing perfectly still, until I heard his grumpy mumbling and footsteps walking away.

With a sigh, I leaned against the door, sliding myself down to the floor. Memories of last night started to slowly come back to my mind, including his half-drunk "I love you."

What the hell have I done?

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tinyfantasminha · 2 years ago

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Happy Birthday!

Voice Lines:

When summoned: Not to sound desperate, but hey did you got something for me? Just kidding!

Summon Line: Man, this outfit makes me feel fancy. Though I'm a bit worried that this white suit might get dirty.

Groooovy!!: Thanks for the birthday wishes. Ah, I've said ''thanks'' a lot today, didnt't I? Then... I'm glad you're here with me today.

Home: Does white suit me...?

Home Idle 1: On my 8th birthday, instead of a regular cake, my mom made an ice cream cake. I wish I could have that again this year...

Home Idle 2: I don't know, but I'm suspicious that the gift Ruggie got for me is stolen. ...Or bought with Leona's money. If I'm going to return it? No way~ It's mine now, khihi.

Home Idle 3: The headmaster said I'm free of my duties for the day of my birthday since he is ''so gracious''... But that was yesterday. I didn't had the guts to tell him that he got the date wrong. That old man is hopeless...

Home Idle - Login: My schedule is cramped today, but if you want to, we can go out to the town tomorrow. You can buy me my birthday present there if you haven't already, hehe. I'll treat you in a cafe in turn.

Home Idle - Groovy: Since my birthday is on the same day as Cater's, him and Riddle insist that my party should be hosted in Heartslabyul as well. Heartslabyul is certainly more adequade for these kinds of events than Ramshackle. Plus I get to eat delicious treats so I'm not complaining!

Home Tap 1: Kalim excitely congratulated me and gave me lots of expensive presents…! He also invited me for a feast in Scarabia. It's not that I don't want to, but how do I politely tell him that if I eat any more my stomach will explode?

Home Tap 2: Hey, if Azul asks you where I am, don't say a word. Jade told me he seemed excited earlier about the present he got for me but knowing him I'm sure he will demand some kind of repayment later! I just have to avoid him through the entire day!

Home Tap 3: Ehehe… Hmm, do I seem happy? It's just that Jack's gift- I mean that wasn't- No, shut up, it's not what you're thinking- Wipe that grin off your face right now!!

Home Tap 4: Oh my goodness. I totally wasn't expecting to be greeted by Vil in the hallway, he wished me a happy birthday and I blurted out ''thanks, you too''. I want to die right now…

Home Tap 5: Idia sent me a message today with an audio file attached. He said it was my ''official character song'' that he made it himself with a music software. Hey, that's a pretty creative gift don't you think? I wish he'd greet me personally though…

Home Tap - Groovy: Strawberries dipped in chocolate are my most beloved food...~ Huh, there's chocolate all over my face?! Ah, you don't need to get that- Uh, t-thanks. I kind of feel like a child all of a sudden...

Birthday Login Message: My birthday?… How did you- Ah, I see, Cater told you. It feels kinda embarrassing to be the center of attention, but it's certainly better than having your birthday be forgotten. Thank you.

Notes on the card:

The cat is supposed to be her pet cat back at home whom she loves very much.

The doorhole and key is supposed to represent escape rooms (her hobby).

#twisted wonderland #twst oc #twstvic #thinking of making a sketchy groovy art along with the birthday interview ww #myart

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iwadori · 4 years ago

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Haikyu boys when they take a joke/prank too far (Iwaizumi,Daichi)

Word count: 1.9K

Genre:angst,fluff

AN: In the spirit of April Fools I tried to make my first work based on that I hope you enjoy!! (LOL I can’t actually believe this was the first thing I’ve ever written)

Iwaizumi:

“Okay so it’s April Fools Day who are we going to prank?” asked Makki “One of the first years?”

“Do we have to prank someone this year..” replied Iwaizumi “so childish”

“Iwa-Chan!” Oikawa said “Don’t be such a spoil sport.”

“Anyways, it can’t be a first year they’re boring to prank a first year coach will be mad at us, we need someone else.”

Just then, you enter the gym, catching their eye as you approach the group sitting on Iwaizumi’s lap “Hey babe, I can still come over to yours to study right?” you ask.

“Yeah of course, practice finishes early so I'll be there before you.” He said

“Alright, see you then bye babe, bye guys” you said, giving Iwaizumi a kiss on the cheek sauntering off and waving at Makki, Mattsun and Oikawa.

“bye Y/N!” They teasingly responded in unison making you laugh.

As they watched you leave, it seemed as if a lightbulb pinged off in all of their heads (besides Iwaizumi) realizing who would be a great person to prank.

After a lot of convincing, they finally got Iwaizumi in on the ‘harmless’ plan, all they needed to do now is wait on your arrival.

You’re finally done with school after a long and tiring day of exams upon exams and wanting nothing more than to cuddle with your boyfriend (after he teaches you Pythagoras theorem of course.) You did think he was acting weird when you met him this morning in the gym and throughout break and lunch but you just concluded that it was because he was having an ‘off’ day.

You reached his house and used a copy of his key that he gave you to enter we just enter houses up in this bitch calling out his name “Zumi-babe, I'm here...”

“Lets get this shit over with” you said tiredly

Upon entering, you notice none of the lights being on or curtains drawn ‘odd’ you think. You go upstairs going straight to his room hopefully to find your boyfriend in his bed or on his Xbox or something. To your surprise his bedroom door was somehow locked shut (even though not having a lock on his door anyways.) Suddenly, you hear creaks slowly trailing up the stairs and an eerie feeling surrounds you... now you start to feel pretty panicked jiggling the door handle to Iwaizumi’s door as it’s practically the only place you can go.

AN: I hate what I’m writing rn but onwards we right

The footsteps on the stairs start to quicken, and you almost certain that you felt something brush pass your shoulder only adding onto the panic and anxiety that you already feel. Ok, the footsteps on the stairs are basically right near you, so doing the only logical thing you can do you body slam the ‘person’ on the stairs as you motherfuckin should as tears fill your eyes and you pick up bag bolting through the front door, slamming it shut now in full tears and shakingly scared.

You look behind you and see Iwaizumi’s front door re-open and out comes the ‘iNFaMouS sEiJOh fOuR’ in tears... of laughter. It seems that the boys were in laughing fits that their prank ‘payed off’ getting a reaction out of you. You couldn’t see Iwaizumi’s reaction, but you didn’t care you were hurt, annoyed and wanting to get into your bed.

Once you get home, you decide to block your so called ‘friends’ who decided to make you scared shitless and ignored Iwaizumi’s messages asking “where were you today”.... the AUDACITY.

The next day, the boy’s seemed to realize the consequences of their actions after spending the whole day trying to get your attention only to be straight up ignored. Iwaizumi is immensely regretful after all his efforts to try talking to you were denied, he decided after his practice he was going to get you to talk to him or at least get you to listen to his apologies on what happened yesterday evening.

You left your clubroom and made your way to the school gate to go home.

“Y/N!” shouted Iwaizumi touching your shoulder making you flinch ‘wow did we really scare her that bad?”

“What do you want iwa?” You asked very agitated

“Y/N I just want to apologize for yesterday, since it was April fools day and all the boys really wanted to prank someone and I-it just happened to be-”

“It just happened to be me. Right?” you interrupted “Gosh Iwaizumi, I was really scared.. I already had a tiring day and all I wanted was my boyfriend to teach me the stupid Pythagoras Theorem and cuddle me afterwards, but no you and your friends just had to be dicks for a day” you turn around planning to walk away before he grabs you again

“Wait! Just wait y/n, im sorry and I wont ever prank you like that again” he pleaded

“.. and i’ll help you study?” he added pulling the sweetest face of all time to try and convince you

“ugh, fine stop pulling that face... and you better teach me Pythagoras Theorem” you said rolling your eyes

“yeah yeah whatever you say y/n” he said pulling you under his arm and walking in the direction of his house.

A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way this turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work

Daichi:

You decided this morning that you were NOT going to participate in your annual April Day Fool’s prank with Tanaka and Noya... only because of your not-so new boyfriend Daichi saying he didn’t need his teammates corrupting you any longer so you decided to not get involved. With that being said you wouldn’t even think of your boyfriend pulling a prank on you so you didn’t think you’re getting pranked today.

In the gym, the boys were doing the usual: Hinata and Kageyama running after eachother, Tanaka and Noya oogling Kiyoko, Tsukishima listening to music, Yama and Yachi going over club schedules whilst Daichi sat with Sugawara and Asahi.

“So are you pranking anyone today?” sugawara asked

“Pranking someone, isn’t that a bit too juvenile suga?” Asahi replied

“Not you silly, Daichi” said sugawara “With Y/N on his arm they always have to stay on eachothers toes right..she’s a ‘jokester’ right?”

“...right?” Daichi hadn’t thought of it that way, he did know of all your joking escapades before you even got together and how you still liked to joke around now as you date.. He didn’t want you to think that you thought he was too boring for you ?

“Ok. What type of prank should I pull on her..”

Daichi, Sugawara and Asahi (who didn’t really contribute to Suga’s scheming) made a plan for you to meet him at the gym locker with the claims that he had a ‘surprise’ for you .. oh how he was wrong.

Daichi: meet me at the gym locker I have something to show you

Y/N: Ok!! I’ll be there in 5 minutes

Daichi was nervous, and that was an understatement he didn’t want things to go left and have you thinking he couldn’t even do a simple prank. Once you got there, he saw heard you talking to Sugawara and Asahi outside the door about him wondering where he was in which Suga told you inside the locker room.

“Hey babe” you greeted “what's the occasion in why we’re in here?”

“I...uh..um I need to get something one second” Daichi spoke quickly and rushed out the room closing the door leaving you confused. Minutes passed, and you were now impatient and kinda scared since the room was dusty, dark and cold definitely not your place to be in. You tried texting Daichi but just your luck you have no service ://

As time went on you tried opening the door but it was jammed shut no hope opening at all you forgot you left your bag outside which of course had your inhaler which did not help the sudden shortness of breath you started to get because of your asthma and claustrophobia. All you wanted was to get out of this room and talk to … Daichi.

Daichi. How convenient that he manage to slip away before the door got closed hmm but he wouldn’t intentionally prank you after ALL the lectures he gave you about not doing pranks this year right?

You didn’t notice how you started to cry and whimper wanting to leave.

On the outside, Daichi heard your cries and ordered Sugawara and Asahi to find the key to immediately get you out which it seems to take a while because Daichi has now stopped hearing your tears making him gulp in fear thinking something bad has happened to you in there.

Sugawara comes to you handing Daichi the keys, his handing shaking as he tries to unlock the door when he eventually does he finds you passed out on the ground of the dusty storage room. Very cliché I know ://

You wake up in the Nurses Office a bit confused on how you got there until your eyes land upon Daichi, remembering how you locked you in the Storage room where you had an asthma attack and passed out. You turned your body away from Daichi not wanting to talk to him right now after the hypocrisy he did.

“Y/N.. Are you alright?” He asked

“Do I look alright?” You responded in a bored tone

“I am really sorry Y/N... I know what I said to you about not doing pranks this year but Sugawara roped me into this and I didn’t want you to think I was too boring for you so I thought doing this prank would make you see me in a different light” he said

“yeah i saw you in a different light alright” you sassed, you then realised what he said ‘too boring’ kind of feeling less mad and more sad that he feels this way “Dai, you’d never be to boring for me … you’re one of the most funness is that a word? guys I've ever met.”

“really?” he asked

“Of course! I’m kind of still mad at you for letting this happen but I do sort of understand why” you said giving him a hug.

You were eventually cleared to go home and as you left the clinic you saw Asahi and Sugawara standing at the door.

“Y/N WE’RE SORRY” they bowed to you waiting on your responses

You chuckled slightly at their cuteness and ruffled both of their hair “all is forgiven, just make sure there’s ‘pranks’ this year “

Which they agreed upon.

A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way these turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work. Feedback is VERY MUCH APPRECIATED and request too since I will literally write whatever...

I may do a part 2 … any particular characters people want?

#haikyuu x reader comfort #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu-fluff #haikyu angst #iwaizumi x reader #daichi sawamura #daichi x you #haikyu headcanons #haikyuu scenarios #iwaizumi x you #iwaizumi hajime #sugawara scenario #daichi scenario #signedwithane😌

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1234-angelika · 4 years ago

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Hospital Visits

an:Hey y'all! This ones coming out a little late, I meant it to be out yesterday but here we are. Still super excited for this week even though we're nearing the end. Still have some content coming out in the next few days for the series as a whole. This is the second installment in the Happily Ever After series for Luke. As always, enjoy!

words:1.2 k

warnings:canon-typical injury, mentions of canon-typical violence, hospital setting

summary:"There's a difference in living and living well. You can't have it all, all by yourself. Something's always missing, 'til you share it with someone else."-George Strait

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Over the next two months, you often found yourself in the company of Luke and Roxy, who had both become good friends during that time.

It had become a routine to walk through the park whenever you were on your way home in hopes of running into the two of them. In those two months, it had happened just over a handful of times, but when it did, the three of you would hang out until the sun went down. You hadn't seen him for a couple of days, so you assumed he was just busy. He hadn't shared what he did for work. All you knew was that he was a former US Army Ranger.

You had started today bright and early. You were up and 'ate before the sun was even fully up. Being self-employed meant doing tasks that you wouldn't do in a typical 9-5 job. Monday meant payday so, after a hard gym session and a soothing shower, you set to work. First was balancing the books and determining final costs. Next was making the list of people to be paid, and last was sending out the payments. After all, was said and done, you felt like you could relax a little bit. You ordered yourself breakfast from your favourite restaurant and just chilled for the morning, with the occasional Instagram shot, of course.

Around noon, you began to get ready to actually do some work. You were filming another unboxing video, with packages leftover and some new from your PO box, and reviewing some clothing brands that had been sent to you. You got ready quickly but precisely, remembering that you were going to be on camera for hours and under the lights for just as long. After getting prepared, you set to work.

You worked for hours until finally, you took a short break to recharge. With some water, a snack and a bathroom break, you were ready to work again. As you set up for your next video, your phone rang. Startling you out of your concentrated state. The blocked number on the screen was enough to encourage you not to answer the phone but, your curiosity got the better of you.

"Hello?" You said, answering your phone.

"Is this Y/N Y/L/N?" Asked a cheery voice on the other end of the phone.

"Yeah. Sorry, who is this?"

"Darling, my name is Penelope Garcia. I work for the FBI—"

"FBI? Did I do something wrong?" You asked, panicked, trying to rack your brain for any reason the FBI would be calling you.

"—No, not at all. I understand that you know Supervisory Special Agent Luke Alvez," She answered in a soothing tone, helping you to calm down a bit but still not entirely sure why the FBI would call you, even if it was for Luke.

"I met him a few months ago but, I just know him as Luke. We usually hang out at the park with his dog…."

"Okay well, darling, he's been shot." She said, getting straight to the point.

"What?!"

"He was shot in the arm, he had surgery but the doctors said he will make a full recovery and he kept mumbling your name as he was coming out of the sedation. I'll send you the address of the hospital."

"Thanks Penelope…" You said, kind of numbly. Mostly just trying to absorb the information you had just been given.

"Good luck Y/N!"

You quickly changed out of the sample clothes and into a comfy outfit. Slipping on shoes hurriedly, you grabbed your purse and rushed out the door. After locking the door behind you, you went down to your car. Clicking on the location pin Penelope had sent you, you started up the GPS and set on the way to the hospital. You quickly got frustrated trying to find parking in the parking lot and decided to park on the street instead. You all but jogged into the hospital, looking for anyone who could provide you with an update. The head nurse just pointed you to an official-looking woman who was in the waiting room. You walked up to her and took some deep breaths before introducing yourself.

"Excuse me?"

"Yes?"

Pointing to the nurse's station, you said, "They told me you could give me an update on Luke Alvez."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Y/N Y/L/N, a friend of Lukes. Who are you?"

You didn't even finish your sentence before a look you couldn't quite make out made its way onto her face.

"I'm supervisory special agent Emily Prentiss. I'm Lukes boss, I can take you to him."

The two of you set off walking through the never-ending corridors. In the silence, questions just kept swarming your head. In an attempt to keep them at bay, you asked, "What happened to him?"

She turned, briefly looking at you before she said, "Officially, I can't say too much. In the course of apprehending our UnSub, he got shot. The bullet knicked his subclavian artery, which is basically the shoulder area. He'll have to stay at the hospital 3 days but the doctor said he will make a full recovery."

You knew you were the one who asked, and she was just answering your question, but, at that moment, you had never wanted to yell at someone more. Where was his partner—assuming he has one? How did this happen? You only noticed you arrived at his room when Emily stopped walking. She opened the door and led you into the room before walking back out. Leaving you alone, with a sleeping Luke, to wait. After a couple hours in the hospital and you began to get hungry. You were reaching out for the Jell-O on his tray table when a hand grabbed your wrist.

"Don't take the jell-o please," a groggy voice startled you the same way the hand had.

You turned to see if the voice had come from Luke, and to your surprise, you found his warm brown eyes looking back at you. Jumping up to hug him, you shrieked, "Luke!"

A little confused, he asked, "Y/N, when did you get here?"

"You kept muttering my name to the doctors when you were coming off of the anesthesia."

"Well, I've been thinking about you while I'm working."

"What about me?"

He took a deep breath, and you noticed his heart sped up as the monitor beeped faster.

"Y/N Y/L/N, will you go on a date with me?"

A smile blossomed on your cheeks, and a warmth spread throughout your body, and you said jokingly, "well, with you on your deathbed, how could I say no?"

taglist:@multixfandomwriter @myescapefromthislife

#criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #luke alvez #luke alvez x reader #happilyeverafter #hea

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