#if Julien didn't wife her

[nandorisms]

watching Julien Solomita play Stardew Valley is giving me nearly as much serotonin as when I rewatch Jenna Marbles videos

[pixiesndberries]

HOW DO I GET YOU ALONE?

— Logan Howlett ❞

𖦰 :: summary — remembering her first love after a long time of running away from it.

→ Logan Howlett, Fem!Reader, Jean Grey, Rogue, Kitty Pryde, and more.

♫ :: Alone - Heart (Bad Animals, 1987) — It Must've Been Love - Roxette (It Must've Been Love, 1990)

𖦰 .. warnings — angst; mentions of intimate moment together (18+ themes), strong words, lmk if I forgot something.

> I haven't double checked this, might contain grammatical errors and typos.

𖦰 author's note — LMK IF YOU WANT LOGAN'S POV GUYS 🙏 I kinda felt shitty and I wanted a heart clenching angst, I don't want them to be happy and all of that love story. Probably my longest work ever and I'll have my break for like a day or two (more like 2 years) anyways HAVE FUN POOKIES!

WORD COUNT — 3, 666k words

"Hey, take care of the kids and yourself too." the man mutters underneath his breath as he places his 'best dad in the world' coffee mug in the sink, quickly grabbing himself a napkin to wipe the left residue on his lips — it took her a quick moment to respond since her attention is too focused on putting her children's school lunch in their very own lunch boxes, "yeah, yeah you too." she nods as she wipes her hand in her colourful apron, giving him a glare.

"did you have everything? car keys? the lunch I made you?" she says with a worried yet hurried tone making sure her husband got everything in his hands before leaving the house — "yes, ma'am." he chuckles with a nod, before she could even say something back he walked up to her wrapping his arms around her, planting a kiss on her temples.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

he nodded and left pulls away, calling the kids to have their goodbyes before their father left for work — she turns around and sighs while wiping the bead of sweat forming in her forehead, she then closes the lunchboxes and place it inside the lunch bags.

for the last nine years, this is her daily routine — to be a responsible wife and mother towards her husband and children, to be her children's first teacher and to be her husband's helping hand.

just like her dream, to be wife to somebody.

to a certain someone.

"Mommy!" james yells from his room making her drop what she was doing in panic that something might've happen to her first born son, she rushed upstairs 'till his room just to see him being completely fine — "Mommy, we need to bring old photos of our parents to school for our family tree." he says slightly feeling scared that he might've freaked his mom out for yelling too loud and exaggerated.

she sighs closing her eyes, but then looks at the kid, again trying to be calm as possible not wanting to scold the child because the school bus is going to arrive in ten minutes and he just had the balls to tell her that right now. "Okay, give me a quick moment. Wait downstairs and watch Peter and Julien for me, is that okay?" she says calmly.

"okay, mommy." james nodded as he carries his backpack with him, she created a space so he could get out of his bedroom door — when she heard his foot steps coming from the stairs she closed his bedroom door and made her way to the attic wherein the old and useless stuff was placed.

she pulled the ladder string making the ladder fall on it's own, she then secured it making sure it's stable enough to step on. As soon as it was stable enough she climbed, her head peeking through the attic.

she then spend her last minutes searching for some old boxes with photos, she already obtained her husband's old photos, mainly the one from his school yearbook photos — on the other hand, she couldn't manage to look for hers. She didn't really had much of photos before except for some that are nowhere to be found, she didn't go to school either which means she does have yearbook photos to share.

she already wanted to give up and just hand out the photos that she had in her hands right now, but her eyes landed on this brown wooden box with her brain processing where it could be from, it looks familiar at the same time it doesn't.

she then crouched to grab the box, it was small and almost fragile considering how old it maybe is. She shook the box making sure it has something inside and it did sound like there are things inside but it feels like it's packed with so much things inside.

she already forgot about the ticking of the clock and how close the school bus might be already. She flick the button open, bringing her hand to open the lid.

letters

photographs

and a locket.

it made her stop breathing for a moment, it's like her soul jumped out of her body for a quick mini second as the realization of what this was — she blinked while her fingers lingered into the rough almost fragile papers that contains letters and the photos wherein the colors are slowly fading.

she exhales and attempted to push back the letters and photos all at once in the small box, she's rushing making it unable to push it all at once except if placed neatly, out of frustration she dropped the box making it scattered all around the floor with the other ones flying somewhere in the room — she sighs closing her eyes, only to see a photo of them lying in the floor with a letter behind it.

the poorly written words even brought those memories back too good yet it stings painfully than being tortured by an electrocuting machine — no, she wasn't supposed to sit here and see this all of these things that are supposed to be gone ever since she left that damn roof. She already left what she was many years ago and she's not planning to remember nor come back because she's already contended of what she have right now, this was her dream right?

she felt a bead of tear slowly runs down her cold cheeks as she stare at the photo with her hand holding into it, wanting to just tear it apart or maybe burn it until it's all nothing but ashes that she's soon going to throw away in the lake nearby her house.

hair was short, smile was wide, she's wearing his leather jacket, his hands wrapped around her waist and her lips was attached into his cheeks — the piece of paper crumbled into her hand as she lets out an exhausted sigh and her eyes' blinking trying to avoid wasting tears again.

the same face she had as they were talking that night, the night that absolutely ruined her.

before this whole him meeting jean thing, everything was way too different compared to what situation they're in after him meeting jean — they're almost entwined and it feels like they're the only one who understands each other wether it's about missions or just in general.

birds of a feather or two peas in a pod, that's what professor x calls them, they're almost inseparable — but as times goes by it's more than just friendship.

at some point the tension started being way too compacted that it's almost hard to resist the fact that he couldn't help but to look at her lips everytime she speaks or maybe she couldn't help but to look when he's just there standing topless while fixing something — everything was irresistible.

"I don't know, he just keeps coming at me or something." she shrugs with their bodies next to each other as stares at her drink, the tension was tight and somehow warm — and the fact that Logan is questioning about this random dude who came up to her basically checking her out, it's not helping.

he doesn't want to sound possessive.

she's not his.

she doesn't want to avoid the guy either.

it's not like he's going to get jealous.

he didn't mutter any response but the moment she looked at him, she can hear the mutters inside his head — she knows that she agreed to not read his mind but she couldn't help, her head got ears and it's hearing too well.

"I'm not going with him, not worth my time. Rather, I know someone's better at wasting my time." she mutters underneath her breath quickly looking back at her whiskey as he looks back — he clicked his tongue putting the glass down in the counter, she then looks back making their eyes locked at each other.

it was deep, it was something, what do you call that? mind fucking?

she's sure it's not her telepathy thing that is wanting to pull him into a kiss right now and let him do the things that he wanted to do to her, and Logan is also sure that's it's not only him who's been feeling this close and those gazes and touches didn't have any meaning.

"fuck." she mutters underneath her breath as she holds into the bathroom's towel rail for balance as Logan's teeth leaves marks on her neck — she can't help but to wince and moan lightly as he squeezes her glutes, feeling the tight pressure.

"Logan, it's going to be visible." she sighs as he pulls away with her free hand resting on the back of his head.

"can't find the problem."

fuck, literally.

she pulls him in a passionate kiss, feeling almost like high or euphoric just by this. It was an overwhelming gut rush that she couldn't explain, she can taste the bitterness of the liquor he just had mixing with hers and it's getting her almost feral — "fuck me, Logan." she groans in his ears, like that her request is what he fulfils.

it would be a lie if both of them say everything happened once or twice, it was more than that — they didn't shared just themselves, their body, a kiss but an intimacy that she knew she wouldn't have with anyone else except for Logan.

it wouldn't be the same if it's not Logan.

every night, as they lay together in bed with Logan next to her sleeping his ass off — she couldn't help but to think, what they really are.

sometimes she would just be there and imagine their future together, kids, a nice house, and them being together — a small house down town just perfectly enough for their family, she even promised herself that if they're going to have their first son, it's name is going to be James Howlett Jr.

she's never really been a vocal type of person since from the start, she prefers quiet over anything else in this world — she never once brought the words, "what are we?" or maybe ask him if they're more than just sharing naked bodies at one bed or crashing lips together as the world falls apart around them.

but then she just spends her whole night pondering when's the right time going to be to just ask him if,

if he feels more than just sexual tension or whatever was this.

like, it couldn't be so casual that he'd hug her from behind or be a worrywart everytime she's out of sight during missions — and most of all, friends don't say I love you during sex, right?

she'd always remember when a fortune teller told her that 'you wouldn't know when the universe is going to turn against you' she never believed it not until she came home from a mission along with kitty — as she walk in the halls, she could already hear the familiar voice; his voice.

and jean's voice?

when she was only few steps away from the room where all the noises of the room is coming from, she was fighting with herself wether to just stay and listen or just walk by the room so maybe he'll notice that she's there or maybe just mind her own business, they're just friends right?

she can hear Logan's chuckle as she teases him over something.

she couldn't help but to feel this weird ache in her stomach, she couldn't explain the feeling but it was slowly going up her chest until it reaches her throat — her chest rises she closed her eyes trying to take deep breaths and thinking to just walk away.

she opens her eyes and exhales heavily, almost audible — she walked pass by the room purposely making her steps audible, she didn't even know why she did that.

she walked quickly back to her room and closed the door behind her, then leaning her back into the door with a heavy sigh — why did I do that?

why do I feel like this?

why,

why,

and why's.

that's all she could think of all night, they're just friends right?

the kiss

the way he holds her hand

no, she pushed herself to calm down — Logan can be friends with anyone, what she witnessed is just a friendly conversation so where's the reason to be paranoid?

and they aren't even together.

each night she wasted her time pondering what to do because they are slowly drifting away from each other — as time passes Logan and Jean's relationship are getting tighter, closer, it's like they're sewn together and she's just there.

letting things be,

letting everything go it's way like nothing happened between them.

"are you seriously going to stand there and just watch them?" rogue scoffs while holding a cup of coffee, scooting herself next to her friend who seems to be swimming in her own thoughts — her mind was blank while leaning into the balcony as the stars shines bright, she's well aware of the company that rogue and kitty offered her.

"didn't know you're a masochist now." kitty teased making rogue let out a low chuckle as she sips her coffee — no reaction from her, she just breaths heavily.

the atmosphere was quiet for a moment, only the sound of crickets was audible but she broke it after seconds — "I don't know, if he wanted me in the first place it wouldn't be like this."

"I mean like, the real thing."

rogue and kitty exchanged glances feeling bad for their friend, rogue looked at her for a moment then let's out a heavy sigh.

"you should talk to him, you know, to have a closure of what you two did isn't just games."

"I wish it was that easy." she says looking back at rogue, "I've made numerous attempts but when it's the actual thing and he's there, it's so hard to speak."

rogue and kitty couldn't find the perfect words to help her put her hopes up, they haven't been in her place — she's not asking for it either, she's doing okay and she appreciated the time her friends are putting on her to help her with this.

"if you wouldn't try, you wouldn't know right?" kitty spoke

she understood both of her friends suggestion to what to do, it's easy when you think about it but when you're actually there the aching feeling that slowly crawls up to her throat was getting her,

but she couldn't just sit there and wait because at some point he'll probably never try because he's focused on someone else.

cinnamon girl, is that what she is right now?

he's addicted on something and couldn't bring himself to care about her, anymore?

she wouldn't say that he completely shut her off his life, sometimes when they would run against each other, they would exchange glances but never would say a thing — sometimes during dinner the whole team would talk, then Logan would agree to her words — after missions Logan would check up the other people and she's one of them, but then she'll just smile and nod.

he's there, but not completely there.

she hated how casual it is for him to just walk pass by her, stand next to her like nothing happened, talk to jean as if she wasn't there.

this wasn't them numerous days ago, she's longing for it and it hurts so bad.

she just wanted to run away from it, but with him and jean being in the same roof as hers — it's so hard to find an excuse.

during dinner, she was so quiet as she was eating this whatever food it was — she couldn't even think straight, all of the people that surrounds her are laughing and she's just there drowning herself in a pool filled thoughts.

"right, (y/n)?" rogue chuckles nudging her arms which made her quickly looked around the people in the table, almost feeling like she just woke up in from daydream which made everyone around the table confused and exchange glances.

"yeah, yeah." she nodded awkwardly chuckling looking back at her food, kitty and rogue exchanging looks as if they already know the reason behind her behavior right now.

to fill the awkward atmosphere gambit created a joke making the whole table laugh again as if nothing happened, there she was so low in her food.

she glared around the people making sure their attention wasn't on hers because honestly it was that embarrassing, but then her eyes landed on Logan who quickly looked back.

no shit.

she glared back at her food and continue to finish it off so she could finally leave the table and rest.

on the other hand, Logan looked confused yet seem to already be puzzling the reasons why her behaviors like that right now.

later that night after the dinner, rogue and kitty said their goodnights to her and made their way to their rooms — while she was walking in the hall she was still lost of what's happening around her, she couldn't help but to think, think, and think.

out of nowhere she had this urge to stop walking, and yeah right.

Logan was in the hall too,making his way somewhere she doesn't know.

Logan also stopped his tracks and looked at her, both of their faces blank.

What do I do?

Should I?

she's fighting with herself inside, wether to approach him and talk about it or just once let it go.

her chest was rising heavily, it's visible and the tension right now is almost compacted as if there's no air.

"Logan."

"(y/n)."

both of their names slipped from each's lips on the same time — is he aware?

"can we talk? please." she exhales feeling the aching torns building up her throat once again, almost choking her — Logan nodded, she gave the somewhere private look and he shrugged agreeing with her.

You don't know how long I have wanted, to touch your lips and hold you tight. — You don't know how long I have waited, and I was going to tell you tonight.

they are in the balcony, with the cold wind feeding the almost dry atmosphere — she can't really explain what she felt but it's almost like she's trapped in a box and she's slowly exploding, it's an overwhelming feeling having him here.

she doesn't know how to start and he's just standing there waiting for her to say the words he needed to hear, she gulps and looked at him with her eyes reflecting the bright colors of the stars and moon.

"it's, about us." she finally spoke, her voice almost cracking through the words — she's fighting the urge not to cry right now, her chest just feels so heavy.

she can see in her eyes how Logan reacted when the word us slips from her lips, he knows that what she's talking about and if she's in the right state she would've plucked her mind to get under his to read whatever he's thinking right now.

he didn't respond, "Logan, what am I to you? Are you really going to shut me off like I was someone who you didn't know." she says with her fist tightening into a ball and her voice raising a little — frustration and pain.

"Logan, are you really going to act like this forever, like I wasn't here?" she says with a firm tone.

"are you really going to forget about what we had?"

"those kisses, sweet nothings, touch, and whatever the fuck it is!"

"(y/n)."

"don't fucking call me now, Logan, I am so fucking hurt." she says pointing at his chest out of frustration, she felt like exploding right now.

beads of tears was already slipping in her cheeks, her chest rising continuously.

he was dumbfounded, not being able to find the right words to defend himself — because it was true, it all happened and he couldn't just pretend that it didn't happened.

"tell me, those fucking things that we had is nothing to you!"

"that's not true."

"then why!" she sobs trying her best to keep her voice down, "Logan, why?"

"I don't know."

"what do you mean you don't know?" she sobs again feeling so frustrated, "Logan, I'm sure those things are easy to forget shit."

"if it's just fucking, flirting, comforting to you. Logan to me it's the real fucking thing, what do you call that again? Love?"

she never once wanted to admit that she's in love, she hated love, they both hated love and all this time they both believed that what they did is just nothing, something they can easily forget — sorry for breaking it to him, she fooled herself for thinking it's love.

"I never learned to care until I met you."

"I never learned to love until I met you." she says almost choking from her own spit as tears continuously pouring.

again, Logan couldn't bring himself to speak — it's not like he doesn't care to what's happening right now, he just didn't know this is what she felt all this time. He thought she felt the way he does, all of this are nonsense.

"I thought it was all nothing." he says back, "I thought you and I agreed that we're doing that no strings attached."

"but you said I love you, and I'm sorry clinged to that but I hoped." she quickly responded, "my mouth hasn't shut up about you since you kissed it. The idea that you may like me the way that I do was stuck in my brain, which hasn't stopped thinking about you since." she says with her voice cracking mid sentence.

"I didn't mean to make you feel that way, but you know we both agreed right? that we don't have something."

"and that was my mistake, but you couldn't just say you love me like it was nothing."

she still remembers it perfect in her head, she can still hear how he said it during sex, while they're just together, kissing her forehead and mumbles I love you before mission — it was all nothing?

"I just wished you could've told me before you," she pauses wiping her tears, in fact she couldn't even bring herself to say her name.

"you could've told me that before meeting Jean, because I felt like I'm some kind of toy that you got sicked of playing."

it was nothing but quiet for a few seconds but Logan cutted the silence as he attempted to explain for himself.

"I was the first person Jean got closed with and during that time you were nowhere to be found, maybe you're there but so far."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore."

she did, she did spaced away from him thinking he doesn't her anymore — it's her mistake for not talking this out ever since she felt jealous.

"but that's not a reason to completely shut me off, you could've ended whatever we are doing in a good way so I wouldn't hope anymore that you would still be knocking at my door, to talk to me." she added

they're are both standing at their own points.

she already felt tired at this moment and just wanted to cry her eyes out in her room and Logan was completely lost right now, conflicted between Her and Jean.

she already know that he wouldn't at least try to explain that he once loved her like she did, she's so dumb for even thinking about it.

"then I'm sorry, if that's what you wanted to hear."

why is he making it sound like she's demanding for an apology? she doesn't want to see him anymore, she's so miserable right now.

she sighs, she doesn't even know what to say now everything is messing up with her head, she already said what she have to say to him and it made her chest lighter now — but there's still an open wound in her heart right now.

"I love her, but I appreciated you."

and when she heard those words it felt like the world came crashing to her and continuously slaps her on the face, Logan then turned back, having himself looking back at her before walking way.

as much as she wanted to stop him, she thought it's for the best to let him be — it already happened, it's clear that he didn't want her from the start.

So this is it?

That's it?

Should I be happy that he appreciated me?

Logan could still here muffles and cries that night, he was in his bed trying to shake off the feeling — this weird feeling, he knew that he should be sorry but in the first place he thought both of them doesn't believe in love, he clinged into that.

He'd be lying if he didn't admit he didn't mean to say those words, those sweet nothings, and those love gestures — he was conflicted between the forming feelings for her and the fact that she once admitted that she doesn't believe in love.

so he stopped himself and found Jean, Jean wasn't so scared of showing her love and the slow burning start of their romance — if he knew that they're both in love from the start maybe he wouldn't be here in this bed right now remembering the words she have said.

he was a jerk and he knows that, but he it'll make things tougher if he admitted that he also felt something for her — it would be useless now that him and jean had this thing now, it'll hurt her more.

Last minute regret, he's going to carry this forever.

"I have to find my myself professor, I think this is just not for me." she mutters underneath her breath while looking at the man in front of her, Professor Charles Xavier.

she professor was dumbfounded for her sudden departure with the reason of she felt like what she's doing wasn't really for her — as much as professor x wanted to disagree because of her helpful abilities that put the team together, it's almost like him and her are alike, he couldn't bring himself to stop her.

there's this energy that tells him that she is in agony, a sense of lost, as if she was in grief — he didn't bother to read her mind, it feels too wrong especially when she look like this.

"if that what makes you happy, I am delighted to fully support your decision, I just wanted you to know that the door is open when you wanted to come back, (y/n)." the professor said with a grin on his face, which somehow sent her a sense of comfort.

"I am holding into that." she smiles, but she remembered something before going.

"please don't tell them, the only people who are aware are rogue and kitty, please?"

"as you wish."

and that she traveled where she can, wherever her feet brings her finding the peace that she wanted — she wanted to leave who she was, wanting her old self dead and forgotten.

as much as it hurts her, she wanted to space away not wanting to drown herself once again — maybe she really love him that much that she reached this point.

Logan was her first love, and she knows it's going to take a long time forgetting that face.

she changed everything about her from head to toes, cut and dyed her hair, attempted to find a new style which she successfully did and to forget everything in the past leaving them where they belong.

she found herself in Switzerland, wherein she built a flower shop and when she's not busy she'll be a part time teacher in preschool — with that being said, that's the same place she met her husband.

he always buys flowers in her shop for his mother who was sick, there he learned his interest towards her — Long story short, they got married and shared three children; James, Julien, and Peter.

and ever since she met her husband she forgot about Logan, not even thinking's where he is, how is he doing, if he is still actually alive — she never once think of him, even the school and her friends.

"Mommy! The school bus is here!" when she heard a familiar voice coming from down the attic she quickly stuffed the box and what it contains somewhere that wouldn't be found by any of the people inside this house except her, she wiped her tears and took a deep breath.

"I'm done, hold on." she says before grabbing a random photograph with Logan and tearing it apart quickly making her way down the attic, handing it to James as fast as possible.

"kids!" she calls out as she walk fast guiding the kids out of the house with the big yellow bus waiting outside.

:: additional note — LMK IF YOU WANTED THIS BUT LOGAN'S POV CUZ LIKE I FELT I DID LOGAN DIRTY WITH THIS ONE 🙏 THIS IS MY LONGEST FIC SO FAR 😭 I'M TIRED BYE.

ᯓ★ pixiesndberries 2024 ! i don't allow my work to be share in any platforms without my permission — REBLOGS, LIKES, AND FOLLOW ARE APPRECIATED !

[blueblossomrose]

This post is part of the Twisted Parents Series.

Content: Post-canon, marriage, children, household contents, afab!fem!MC, general hcs, reasonable age difference between Fellow and MC.

Notes: Skully in this is an entity and he's not exactly dead? It's more like he ascended and became a being that represents halloween just like Jack.

Comments and reblogs are very welcome ♡

Resume HCs [8]

A full year at Noble Bell College later, He shocks a total of 0 people when he starts an administrative course.

He had mentioned to MC that he would like to specialize in the courts to become a jugde. MC gave him her full support.

MC said she thought he would do great as a minister, which Rollo thought about. But in the end he said he really liked the idea of being a judge, not just because of the "Righteous Judge" story but because he wanted the laws to be fairer for people like MC.

Had been dating for at least a few years before the proposal. Rollo wanted to make sure he was doing everything right.

Just an addendum, Rollo really didn't want the Night Raven College people at his wedding. But being a good future husband, he ended up giving in for his future wife wishes.

He and MC had a boy they named Julien.

Manager of Playful Land? No. No more crime life for you, honest young man.

MC practically made him completely overhaul his life. He refused at first, but before he knew it he was doing everything she told him to do.

He wasn't the one-woman type, but something about the magicless newly graduate of Night Raven College changed his mind. He accuses MC of lying about not having magic, after all, she must have bewitched him, right?

As his first real honest job, you introduced him to a gentle old man who owned a cuckoo clock shop. Fellow was initially reluctant to do so, but with his smooth talk, he became a very good salesman indeed. That's what you were counting on, anyway.

Your money combined with his gave you a house, and you even managed to enroll Gidel in a school.

Fellow is the only one whose MC ended up getting pregnant before marriage. The idea hadn't crossed his mind until the pregnancy test came and oops! He realized it was time to get married.

You and he have a boy: Nicolas. Or as he would be known a few years later, Nick Honest.

Is there a hint of halloween approaching? Yes, of course!

Skully was so happy to have his own halloween queen. Just like Jack had Sally, he had you!

But wait, you'd only really be a queen if you two got married, right? So he didn't waste any time.

MC soon realized that weddings and ceremonies in Halloween Town are very different from any she had ever experienced.

Skully doesn't exactly have a traditional family, but he does consider some of the people from his town to be his family, so how about him introduce them to you? He doesn't think you need to introduce the people from Night Raven College, since he already knows them.

The pregnancy was a surprise to everyone, but hey! It's Halloween! Your baby can only be a blessing, so let's celebrate!

You had a girl: Holly.

[duusheen]

KEATON STRATTON for @rainymoodlet | Kiss Me in Komorebi 🌹

If Keaton were to think about his ideal man, he might be... tall, with black hair, with an unconditional love for his family, hot brown eyes... okay, yes, like Daniel Taylor. The first time Keaton saw the man was during his appearance on Jupiter York's bachelorette show, and when found out he would have his own show, Keaton tried to apply. Unfortunately, all the slots were filled and he was put on a provisional "just in case" list, whatever that means. Keaton returned to his ranch and forgot about it. Until now, at least, when the production made him an unexpected offer he couldn't refuse.

"Hello, Mr. Stratton, are you still interested in being on the show?"

More about Keaton 👇🏽

Keaton was born and raised in Chestnut Ridge. He met Margaret, or Maggie as everyone calls her, when he was in school and they had a huge friendship that turned into something more at prom. Keaton wasn't interested in a college degree; he just wanted to run his family's ranch so he did that after highschool. Unfortunately for him, he also discovered his interest was in guys rather than girls just when Maggie told him she was pregnant. He married her out of duty, but was absolutely honest from the start, and from that moment on Maggie became his best friend. She has been his biggest support over the years, and they both worked together to raise their daughter Lara. But Maggie fell in love and remarried, leaving Keaton alone with his ranch. He thought being a rancher would be enough for him, and it was... for a few years at least, but not anymore.

Some facts about Keaton:

He cut his hair just for the casting, as his ex-wife assured him that his normally messy look wouldn't get him a spot on the show.

When he saw on TV what happened with Julian and Julien, a small part of Keaton had hopes that maybe they would open up more slots for other participants, but he didn't allow himself to really think about it until the production called him saying there was a place for him.

Keaton divorced three years ago, but he has an excellent relationship with his ex-wife and her new husband as well.

His greatest pride is his 16-year-old daughter, Lara.

The hardest part of all this has been leaving his beloved horse on the ranch, but Keaton trusts that Lara and Maggie will take care of her in his absence.

[peachymilkandcream]

The Truth About Your Mother|Levi x Evelyn

(A/N: I wanted to do a oneshot with older Levi and his grown kids. I've been brainrotting about how they would interact with their parents and their father's ways. Let me know if I should do a part 2 with the story! (Because it got really long for build up lmao))

WARNINGS: implied noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, graphic depictions of violence, mind breaking, misogyny, etc.

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Levi's children were his pride and joy, after all he had put Evelyn through in the end she had blessed him with seven children. Four strapping boys and three beautiful girls. Furlan and Isabel were nearly grown now, and the twins Kenneth and Erwin were old enough to have a mind of their own.

Each of his children lived up to their namesakes, named after those he both loved and hated simply because of the person who carried the name before them. He wanted each of his children to embody the strength and spirit of those who they named them after. Although after the first few, he ran out of noble people to name his children after, leaving him with one Julien, and his youngest daughter Maria, named after the mission that brought him his wife and the greatest honor he had ever recieved.

Growing up they had a strict regime in order to become just like their father in all things. He wanted these brats to be a legacy for him. To have anyone who came in contact with one of them know they were Ackermans. When they succeeded he rewarded them greatly. Many a nobleman's child envied the lavish birthday parties and Christmas celebrations Levi gave.

They all grew up to respect and adore their father. Able to tell him anything and receive sound advice, as well as affection. He rarely raised his hand towards them, and when he did they knew why they had deserved it.

However they never knew the truth about their mother's history. Or how she was treated.

After her return to the manor, what Levi ingrained Furlan into remembering as "Mama's big mistake", was the last time she defied Levi. Soon her attitude became like his, and therefore like her children. The town's people bitterly nicknamed it the "Ackerman arrogance", when the dark hair and cold eyes of that family entered the vicinity, all knew to watch out or be cut down with their influence and sharp tongue.

Evelyn was more nurturing and caring than Levi, and left all the discipline to him. However the children still favored their father, since it was his instruction and wallet that gave them all their heart's content.

Levi never beat or even yelled at his wife in front of their kids, determined to show himself in the best light to them. But they were all warned to let Papa know if Mama was trying to disobey him.

He had carefully constructed his life so his children would never know the terrible secret.

At least he thought.

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Furlan had been Erwin Smith's personal assistant since he was old enough to be. Having the lessons of the military beaten into him he didn't have to go to basic training. But that didn't mean he didn't catch onto the other's looks of envy and annoyance seeing such a young cadet get such a valued position.

While he sat typing up the notes from the Commander's last meeting he couldn't help but notice today Erwin staring at him.

"Is something wrong, sir?"

Erwin shakes his head. "Nothing really. I just can't get over how much you look like Levi."

Furlan offers the slightest smile. "Thank you sir, that means a lot."

"How is the old bastard getting on? We've both been so busy friendly chats are out of the question."

"As well as he can be. I don't think he'll ever shake that limp and his cane, I've never seen him without it since I was born. But he's the same Levi, in fact I think my siblings help keep him and Mother young."

Erwin scoffs. "Of course. Nothing can touch the unkillable soldier."

Furlan detects the bitterness in his voice. "Sir? Can I ask you a question?"

"What is it."

"Do you not like my father? I know my brother is named after you but it still seems like you don't like him."

"I respect that he knows how to play the game. I respect his judgement and his skills. But no, I'm not particularly fond of him."

"Can I ask why?"

"Ask him for the truth about your Mother, about how he got her to marry him."

"Sir-"

"If you want the truth, then you'll have to suck it up and demand it yourself. He's been lying to you all for years."

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"And that's what he said Father." Furlan had gathered the oldest four siblings, him, Kenneth, Isabel, and Erwin all together to hear what Levi had to say. The little ones didn't need to hear this, especially if it was what he feared.

Levi taps his cigarette into the waiting tray. "So you think your old man has been lying to you. My own brats don't trust me."

Isabel is quick for damage control. "Please Father, you know we're not accusing you of anything. We just want to know the truth."

Levi pats her head, taking a moment and sighing. "Very well. I think you should all have a seat.

[empiredesimparte]

Presenter Julien: A week after the celebrations, it's time to take stock of the festivities for Their Majesties' wedding. Presenter Sophie: This is the third imperial wedding in Francesim history. A rare and grandiose event, which heralds the splendor of the next coronation.

Presenter Sophie: His Majesty the Emperor married Empress Charlotte, a love affair born of a long childhood friendship. The young couple were married by His Holiness Pope Benedictus XIX, the Emperor's godfather. Welcome to Mr. Arthur Thomas, our specialist on crowned heads…

Journalist Arthur: Thank you, Sophie. Presenter Julien: What should we take away from this imperial wedding, Arthur?

Journalist Arthur: A lot! First of all, Empress Charlotte has once again won over the French. She's a charming, well-educated young woman who, above all, knows the Emperor by heart. She has mastered imperial protocol to perfection this day, and I'd go so far as to say, better than the Emperor!

Journalist Arthur: Indeed, the image that amused the entire empire was His Majesty's discreet micro-nap during the mass following the Pope's blessing. If this royal somnolence amused the majority of spectators, some of us hope that the Pope or the Empress didn't take offense at such a lack of control.

Journalist Arthur: Speaking of control, as far as foreign personalities are concerned, Madame Royale de Thornolie has once again distinguished herself by her perfect self-control. The sharpest tongues may regret the usual over-rigor displayed by Her Royal Highness at every public appearance.

Presenter Julien: Isn't she nicknamed the Ice Princess back in Thornolia? I think that at a wedding, Madame Royale could have shown more sympathy for our young Emperor…

Presenter Julien: ...By contrast, the Duke of Rothsey, who had been repeatedly refused attention by the imperial family, was very smiling and exemplary. In fact, he attended the imperial banquet with the Emperor.

Journalist Arthur: Indeed, many fans were delighted to see Oliver and Hortense together again. The two lovebirds gave each other several glances during the ceremony. Is this a sign of things to come? It probably does!

Senator Aimery: I believe so too, Francesim needs to reunite around the Imperial family after these difficult times. What's more, Their Imperial Majesties have Madame Hortense's well-being at heart.

Presenter Sophie: Thank you, Senator. We'll now give the floor to Madame Gérard, president of the opposition Third Party…

Opponent Madame Gérard: Thank you for your invitation. Presenter Sophie: What do you think of His Majesty's marriage? Opponent Madame Gérard: We have great hopes for His Majesty Emperor Napoléon V. We must (…)

Napoléon V: I'm sorry about the nap, I was… Charlotte: I know, you were tired. It's all right, Louis.

⚜ Le Cabinet Noir | Emperor's private jet, 29 Prairial An 230

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Napoléon V and his wife Charlotte leave for their honeymoon. During the trip, they watch a live broadcast reviewing the imperial wedding.

(Oliver is from @officalroyalsofpierreland, Eleanor (Madame Royale) from @theroyalthornoliachronicles, we also see Queen Viviane II of Iona from @funkyllama. Thank you! <3)

⚜ Traduction française

Napoléon V et sa femme Charlotte partent en lune de miel. Durant le voyage, ils suivent une émission en direct faisant le bilan du mariage impérial.

Présentateur Julien : Une semaine après les célébrations, il est temps de dresser un bilan des festivités données pour le mariage de Leurs Majestés. Présentatrice Sophie : Il s'agit du troisième mariage impérial célébré dans toute l'histoire de la Francesim. Un événement rare et grandiose, qui annonce le faste prévu lors du prochain couronnement.

Présentatrice Sophie : Sa Majesté l'Empereur a épousé l'Impératrice Charlotte, un amour issu d'une longue amitié d'enfance. Le jeune couple a été marié par Sa Sainteté le pape Benedictus XIX, parrain de l'Empereur. Bienvenue à M. Arthur Thomas, notre spécialiste des têtes couronnées...

Journaliste Arthur : Merci Sophie. Présentateur Julien : Que faut-il retenir de ce mariage impérial, Arthur ?

Journaliste Arthur : Enormément de choses ! D'abord, il faut souligner à quel point l'Impératrice Charlotte a une nouvelle fois conquis les Français. C'est une jeune femme charmante, bien éduquée, et surtout qui connaît l'Empereur par cœur. Elle a maîtrisé le protocole impérial à la perfection cette journée, et je dirais même, mieux que l'Empereur !

Journaliste Arthur : En effet, l'image qui a amusé tout l'empire, c'est la micro-sieste discrète de Sa Majesté durant la messe qui suit la bénédiction du pape. Si cette royale somnolence a amusé les spectateurs en majorité, certains d'entre nous espèrent que le pape ou l'Impératrice ne se sont pas offusqués d'un tel manque de contrôle

Journaliste Arthur : A propos de contrôle, du côté des personnalités étrangères, Madame Royale de Thornolie s'est une fois de plus illustrée par une parfaite maîtrise de soi. Les langues les plus déliées regretteront peut-être la trop grande rigueur habituelle dont fait preuve Son Altesse Royale à chaque apparition publique.

Présentateur Julien : N'est-elle pas surnommée chez elle, en Thornolie, la princesse de glace ? Je trouve qu'à un mariage, Madame Royale aurait pu montrer davantage de sympathie à l'égard de notre jeune Empereur...

Présentateur Julien : A côté, le duc de Rothsey, à qui la famille impériale a pourtant refusé maintes fois de lui prêter attention, a été très souriant et exemplaire. Il a d'ailleurs participé au banquet impérial auprès de l'Empereur.

Journaliste Arthur : En effet, de nombreux fans se sont d'ailleurs réjouis de voir à nouveau réunis Oliver et Hortense. Les deux tourtereaux se sont d'ailleurs lancés plusieurs regards durant la cérémonie. Cela annonce-t-il de prochaines fiançailles? Probablement!

Sénateur Aimery : Je le crois aussi, la Francesim a besoin de se réunir autour de la famille impériale après ces temps difficiles. De plus, Leurs Majestés Impériales ont à cœur le bien-être de Madame Hortense.

Présentatrice Sophie : Merci Sénateur. Nous allons à présent laisser la parole à Madame Gérard, la présidente du parti de l'opposition, le Tiers parti...

Opposante Madame Gérard : Merci pour votre invitation Présentatrice Sophie : Que pensez vous du mariage de Sa Majesté ? Opposante Madame Gérard : Nous avons beaucoup d'espoir avec Sa Majesté l'Empereur Napoléon V, il faut espérer que...

Napoléon V : Je suis désolé pour la sieste, j'étais... Charlotte : Je sais, tu étais fatigué. Ce n'est pas grave Louis

[trentonsimblr]

King Ellington I and Queen Magdalena

More photos and bio under the cut.

(tw: infidelity, death)

Ellington was born in 1691 of the Trentalian calendar. He was the eldest of three sons and the only heir of Queen Elfriede. It was common knowledge that Ellington preferred the company of men over women and would have abdicated had he not been the only Rutherford heir.

When his parents suggested he marry Lady Magdalena, the daughter of a prominent noble family, he agreed. Magdalena or "Lena" was three years his junior and said to be the diamond of the season. While they got along well, there was no love in their marriage. Their first child Ezra, an heir, was born in 1711 and the couple were overjoyed. Their joy was short lives when Queen Elfriede died suddenly in 1712. With Ellington busy adjusting to his new responsibilities as king, Lena was left to her own devices. 

Ellington was starting to face unrest in the court caused by the Ingebretson family and their followers so he asked his brothers to return to court for support. In 1714, the King's brother, Prince Friederike returned to court and in 1715 an affair between Friederike and Lena began. Lena believed Friederike was her soulmate, her other half. The pair had three children together. At first, Ellington believed the lies, that they were his children and the white blonde hair was just a trait he carried but didn't possesses. Lena and Ellington had separate apartments in the palace but shared a bed often enough that Ellington could plausibly believe the children were his. It wasn't until 1720, when Ellington caught them in the act did he realize the betrayal. 

While Ellington was also guilty of infidelity, he was enraged at the betrayal of their relationship and the lies. With the people at court finally settling down, Ellington knew he could not expose his wife and brother for their treachery. A few weeks later Friederike died in a horse riding accident and a three months after that, Ellington announced that the queen was pregnant with her fifth child. Lena was devastated at the loss of her true love and was inconsolable at the news of her pregnancy. Lena had provided Ellington with an heir and could not understand why Ellington insisted she have another child knowing that she almost died giving birth to her last child, Prince Finnegan. Lena gave birth to a healthy baby girl with lavender eyes but passed away soon after due to incontrollable bleeding.

After the birth of his biological daughter, Ellington he knew he could not give his wife's bastard daughter the title of Princess Royal. Ellington betrothed Princess Charlene to the king of Druzar. When she came of age, she married the king and became his third wife.

Pictured below are Ellington and Lena's children.

Standing (L to R): Prince Julien, Prince Ezra, and Prince Finnegan Sitting (L to R): Princess Charlene* and Princess Emeline**

*Princess Charlene was featured in one of the news articles posted about Daphne.

**Princess Emeline will be getting her own Moments in History post. Her life was a bit more interesting than Ezra's life.

[mercysimming]

Welcome to the inciting incident the beginning!

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Transcript:

Candy: It just feels like it’s time. The kids are getting older, we have more free time.

Mikhail: You’re sure? I know we’ve talked about opening a cafe for years, but it’s a huge step.

Candy: We finally have some money set aside. . .

Mikhail: What about college?

Candy: You know the college funds are good. Besides, I hear that Villareal guy is opening up a new scholarship fund.

Mikhail: The guy who offed his wife?

Candy: That’s just a myth.

Mikhail: My mom said the same thing about vampires.

Candy: It’s just something to think about.

Mikhail: . . .You’re not mentioning something.

Candy: Okay, okay. Chaya said that she and Raina would be early investors.

[info: Candy Banks. she/her. adult. very goal-oriented. from Sulani. has 3 kids with Mikhail. relatively well-known painter in Copperdale.]

Mikhail: Candy—

Candy: I know you don’t like relying on people, but they’re family. And you know they won’t miss the money.

Mikhail: Very funny.

[sound: phone vibrating]

Mikhail: [sigh]

[info: Mikhail Banks. they/he. adult. named in honor of their grandmother's Russian heritage. (did not continue that trend.) has two vampire siblings. incredibly human. don't ask them about it.]

Mikhail: Speaking of—it’s Raina.

Candy: Put it on speaker.

Raina: Hi, baby sibling!

Mikhail: Hey, Rain. Is this about the investment I’m just learning about?

Raina: Um. [awkward laugh] No, it’s actually not. I think I’ll let you two discuss that more before we talk about it. I actually was calling because, well, it’s summer break, isn’t it?

[info: Raina Banks. she/her. one of the aforementioned vampire siblings. has two kids. (also didn't continue the naming trend.) world-renowned investor. in other words: rich.]

Candy: Oh yeah, the kids are ecstatic.

Raina: Candy, hi! Well, I had a fun idea. I know you two can’t come visit Mt. Komorebi this summer, but I was wondering if the kids could fly out.

candy: Alone?

Mikhail: Julien is turning 18 this fall, love.

Raina: We would keep a close eye on them—swear. I just thought they could spent their summer break on a trip out of the country.

Mikhail: You miss them, huh?

Candy: They definitely miss you guys.

Raina: The added benefit is getting to see them. So, how does it sound? It’s fine if you guys want to talk about it first. And make sure the kids actually want to come too, of course.

Candy: Oh, they will. Yeah, let us discuss it some, though. We’ll get back to you.

Candy: Take this as a tentative probably-yes. Right?

Mikhail: Right.

Raina: Great!

Raina: Looks like we'll probably be having some guests, darling!

[info: Chaya Banks. she/her. stylist. Raina's wife. turned by Raina. (Caleb did not approve.) father is from Mt. Komorebi. moved back with Raina after becoming empty nesters.]

Chaya: Really? We've got to start getting ready for them, then!

Raina: They're going to have the best summer of their lives.

[mcmorare]

at the time that katrina was pulled into the fog, her relationship with her brother was still... strained. having moved out to attend university in munich in 2010, when katrina was 14, the lack of proximity meant the two went from a bit of talk daily to not speaking for days turning into weeks into months at a time. they were simply never that close. their interests were always so different. putting space between them only made it easier to grow apart. julien also took longer to assert himself and attempt to set boundaries with their parents than katrina did, drifting away from them throughout his time in university but only really looking at things and thinking about whether or not he wanted them in his life once he and his wife found out they were having a baby. it was shortly before her birth that he actually told them that he didn't want them to be very involved in his life anymore, or the life of his daughter. (katrina remembers her parents' reaction on that day, how indignant and utterly lacking in understanding her mother was.) he texted katrina to let her know that this cutting-off didn't extend to her, but even with his good intentions it inevitably created distance. she was stuck living at home. if he wasn't going to come around for his occasional visits anymore, when would they even see each other? katrina didn't see it as too much of a loss. they were always very different, never the type to actually spend time one-on-one or talk about real things together. if anything, him cutting off their parents earned him back some respect, with her. he finally stood up. acted like less of a coward. still, there were fleeting moments when she wondered what it would be like to go to munich and visit him, meet his wife, try to act like actual siblings for once. maybe she did regret that they never had that.

the last time they talked before she disappeared was june 20 of that year, when he texted her to let her know about the birth of his daughter. a baby girl. katrina was an aunt. and she would never get the chance to really be one.

[elizabeth-mitchells]

TAISSA YELLOWJACKETS PLS 🖤

favorite thing about them: listen my girl makes a lot of mistakes but she tries sooo hard to hold on to the single braincell of the entire group. i still love her so much for being the only one that was "why don't we just... leave lmao" in s1. bonus points for her sense of humor and also being a lesbian <3

least favorite thing about them: dog killer 😔🫶 jk uhhhh i dont know i truly forgive all her crimes. i might have explained things better to my wife to avoid the divorce but she's probably hiding more than we knew by s1 so yeah i'd seriously excuse her anything

favorite line: "oh my god shauna you killed him 🫢 oh my god this is your boyfriend?! 🤨"

brOTP: i want to say shauna so bad but i actually thing they should kiss so maybe nat?

OTP: van, obviously

nOTP: idk men? politics? killing dog impulse?

random headcanon: uhh hmmm she has at least one tattoo

unpopular opinion: i don't think her s2 arc was that bad. in the teen timeline, it's not what i wanted but it's good. in the adult timeline, it's too little, but i think it's an important set up for really big things, we should remember that the show didn't end with s2 and it's planned for what 4? 5? seasons?

song i associate with them: oh omg i love talking about this one and i wrote a whole fic about it but i literally can't listen to hurt less by julien baker without thinking about taissa and shauna

favorite picture of them:

[renard-julien]

For: @delphine-st-clair Dated: April 3rd, 2023.

None of them had spoken to Oliver, because he didn't want to be found.

Julien could hardly blame him for that.

If losing his wife proved to push him to the point of incapacitated, however, then it would be the woman sat before him who would have to step up to the plate in the absence of a leader. Perhaps permanently, if the cards happened to line up that way. A conversation for another day, though, undoubtedly...

Paris needed strong leadership in moments like these, but when he'd heard Laure had been injured, albeit minor when compared to some, he'd made the short journey to London without hesitation. Partly to be with his children whilst their mother was recovering. Partly because not one of them could begin to comprehend the implications this would have moving forward, and he was not about to leave them to fend for themselves. Particularly not Delphine.

Not only had the Organization just been dealt a blow bigger than anything it had suffered since its inception, she had lost family.

The last St. Clair in the business. It was a thought suffocating to all of them, and yet he could scarcely imagine how much it must've struck her.

"You should be in Paris. You're not safe here."

[taanoir]

The next morning, Bernie sat down with Evie and Julian, he had some double bad news. He was being forced to retire, they would need to leave Oasis Springs and Anton had passed away. His wife called early this morning to break the news.

Evie was sorry to hear about Anton, she'd miss him as well but what did he mean by leave Oasis Springs?

Bernie went into the explanation and Evie began to loose it. She was angry, very angry. She didn't want the kids lives uprooted or her own.

Julien, brought up some positive points about relocating. They could regain their privacy, meet new people, they could choose an area better for the boys. Oasis Springs was home but it wasn't exactly family friendly. Eventually, Evie calmed down. She wasn't thrilled about moving but she could see some of Julian's points, especially regarding the boys.

Bernie shook Julian's had and thanked him. He'd make sure all the cost were covered and that they would go somewhere good for the boys.

[sweet-vanilla-sims]

Year 1612 Part 2:

TW/CW: Death, Infant Death. Stillbirth

Frideswide was no longer able to hide her pregnancy so she decided that she could take a break to spend time in her home with her husband and enjoy the town her mother had grown up in. It made her feel connected with her as she thought of how her own baby and would play in the same places as her mom did.

Though Frideswide was many things, faithful to her marriage was not one of them. As much as she enjoyed Watson's company, she was more suited for a life on the road much like her mother and sharing her time with her lovers like her grandfather had. Though she was certain that her baby was her husband's she was feeling rather trapped by staying in one place for so long after a life of freedom.

While Watson was fine with his wife taking other lovers as long as he didn't have to hear of it, Marjorie was deeply upset at finding her husband in the bushes with their son's wife. Julien had been away for when Frideswide's baby was conceived so at least Marjorie was confident in the paternity of her future grandbaby but she was determined to make Frideswide realize the error of her adulterous ways since she couldn't really punish her own husband for it.

In Tartosa, Agustin began to develop chronic migraines that pained him for days on end. The physician's were of little help and often all he could do was hole up someplace dark with some water and hope for it to pass quickly each time.

Vincente spent his time when he wasn't studying, writing letters to his siblings and on occasion they'd write back. News came that Grace was expecting. Frideswide also shared that one of the Upton boys married and left for Willow Creek in March.

As Frideswide's pregnancy progressed she shared through Talia's tome that she had met the ghost of her great-grandfather, Thomas. Thomas was glad to meet her and was eager to get to know his new descendant as well. Thomas felt that Frideswide reminded him a lot of Adrian so it was nice to have someone so close that reminded him of his son. Though he was surprised to hear that Adrian was still alive.

Frideswide was not enjoying her pregnancy. The time away from her passion and the fact her mother-in-law was making life miserable for her was weighing her down but she was excited for her child. She didn't dislike the idea of being a mother after all but the daily life of being pregnant was weighing on her.

Thankfully, the pregnancy came to an end rather quickly and on July 5th, Angus and Ferdinando Carlisle were born. Both boys were healthy and well which was a blessing for the entire household. It felt like a dream that when the boys were born Marjorie was kind to Frideswide but perhaps that was more due to her excitement at being a grandmother.

Unfortunately while Frideswide's luck with children had been good, her cousin Lawrence and his wife delivered a stillborn son later the same week. Frideswide felt conflicted at the sigh of relief she felt knowing that it wasn't her own child that was lost.

Though they were separated, the Carlisle triplets celebrated turning 13.

Vincente still didn't know what he wanted from the future but now that he was older he was kept busy to have a more active role around the household. It still felt so empty with just the two others in the home. A part of him wanted to leave as well but he didn't know if it was because he was genuinely wanting to leave or if he just wanted to be in a less empty home.

By September things had gone back to how tense they were during Frideswide's pregnancy but without the barrier of carrying her grandchildren, Marjorie had become much more vicious with her displeasure like making her fear for the boys by taking them into town with her when Frideswide tried to sleep. Frideswide's nerves were shot wondering if she'd wake up to find her son's missing anytime she closed her eyes. If she wasn't so exhausted all the time she'd never stand for this but newborns were tiring.

Grace felt for her sister from the letters she got from Vincente running the notes to her. She couldn't imagine having a mother-in-law be so spiteful. Aurelio's mother was incredibly kind to her from day one welcoming her into their home and giving advice. Though maybe it was because they had thought Aurelio would be an only child for the longest time. Bernice shared that she and her husband married young and didn't get pregnant until they were a few years into their marriage and after Aurelio, nothing, until Emma who was born when Aurelio was nearly an adult considering she was only a year and a half-ish. The Robles family was overjoyed to welcome Grace in as one of their own and were even more glad that they were already expecting.

Grace unfortunately went into an early labor so early in fact that the household was convinced that they were going to lose the baby.

That said, their fears didn't come true. Guglielma was born October 27th, healthy as a premature infant can be. Given how loud she fussed they were confident her lungs were just fine.

That said there were complications with Grace's delivery which involved a physician's toolkit and left Grace very sore. Thankfully she didn't develop an infection but the pain was so much that even by the end of the year she refused to let Aurelio come any closer than sitting next to her at the table for meals. She was glad to spend time with her daughter though and often found reasons to sleep in the kids room with her and Emma in hopes of avoiding her husband. She did know that it wasn't his fault and that at some point the family would want a son but that was not something she was okay with just yet.

Aurelio decided not to press since things could be worse, one of his younger cousins's, Tala's, little brother sadly passed away at the end of December which left him feeling grateful that his wife and daughter were relatively fine.

[villainesstm]

throws Stella headcanons onto the dash !!

♠ her most dedicated and longest-lasting servants are a pair of imp butlers named Maurice and Julien! yes, i've named them after the lemurs of the same names on purpose, and they have the same shape language and sound just like them too. >:)

♠ she love love love love LOOOOOVES her daughter ! so much !! stella can come off a bit overly-involved -- especially in contrast to what we the audience have seen in comparison to Stolas's involvement. she's aware that Octavia is more like her father personality-wise, but the little princess definitely has some of her mother's stubbornness, determination, and her strong need for clear communication.

♠ Stella took up Skeet Shooting as a young teen as a form of stress relief. the hobby was, at the time, mostly one that was aimed towards boys, and while she was able to participate casually, she could not do so competitively. nowadays, after moderate protest to keep the rules as they are, these rules have eventually been changed to include girls in the competitive field of the hobby.

♠ speaking of hobbies, she's always had a fascination with bugs! though Stella has been interested in insect pinning for a long time, she also has a number of living specimens that she cares deeply for ; they have their own room where she tends to them, and she'll often be found here when not in her Weaponry Room.

♠ her two closest friends seen having brunch with in the pilot and at her Not Divorced party in The Circus are married! and she's definitely messed around with both of them in her youth, because what better use is youth for than exploring your options before being stuck in Tolerable Matrimony?

♠ when her and Stolas got married, Stella made it known on day 1 that their dynamic was going to be more akin to roommates than an actual couple, as she still wanted to continue her current lifestyle and didn't want to take the time to get to know Stolas personally. she would still pose as his happy wife to keep up appearances, but she has no motivation to merge their personal lives.

[yvancastanou07]

They eat while listening to videos on the internet

Impact Christian Center (ICC) is one such mega-church. Every Sunday, thousands of faithful join the brand new building, called "Cité Royale", located in the town of Croissy-Beaubourg (Seine-et-Marne). They come to attend the fiery sermons of Pastor Yvan Castanou, who founded this church in 2002 with his twin brother, Yves. With 15,000 followers in France and 50,000 worldwide, it has 119 churches in 30 countries.

Portrait of Yvan Castanou, pastor of the Impact Christian Center (ICC) on April 28, 2024 in the mega-church "Cité Royale" in Croissy-Beaubourg. (JULIEN DE ROSA / AFP) Portrait of Yvan Castanou, pastor of the Impact Christian Center (ICC) on April 28, 2024 in the mega-church "Cité Royale" in Croissy-Beaubourg. (JULIEN DE ROSA / AFP) Jean* knows the hoarse voice of Pastor Yvan Castanou all too well. A few years ago, this father living in the suburbs of Paris saw his wife join the church. "At first, I didn't mind it," he recalls. I felt that she was happy when she came back. I didn't ask myself any questions."

But the more time passes, the more John wonders. His wife is pushing his children to join the church as well, where they are spending more and more time. Until a distance and mistrust set in with regard to Jean, and this commitment took over the home: the pastor's preaching videos now resonate "24 hours a day" at home, according to Jean. "They can eat while listening to the videos on the internet. It's an obsession," laments the father. There are days when it makes me nauseous to hear that and see them sink into it. No matter how hard I try to make them understand that they're on the wrong track, it's always the same speeches: 'You don't understand, you're not in it.'"

The Covid-19 period has also been a source of concern for Jean: while his wife is part of the healthcare staff, he has seen her become increasingly skeptical of vaccines, influenced according to him by the preaching of Yvan Castanou. In particular, the one issued on March 8, 2020, a few days before the announcement of the first lockdown: the pastor of ICC explains that the Covid-19 virus "will do no harm" to his faithful, and that they will not contaminate others, even by touch. Asked about this preaching, Yvan Castanou invokes a "language of faith" not to be taken literally and explains that he himself has been vaccinated against Covid 19.

"Divine healings" Nevertheless, ICC regularly highlights "divine healings" in its evangelistic campaigns. In a series of podcasts, called "Divine Visitations", she highlights testimonies of alleged "miraculous healings". Worshippers who would have been cured of tooth pain, back pain, acne and even endometriosis… Through faith. On another site created by this evangelical church, "Dare Jesus", the testimonies published go even further. It states that Ange, 53, has been prescribed lifelong treatment for osteoarthritis. After following the training provided by ICC, she decided to rely totally on God: "So I decided to radically stop my treatment, no longer taking my medication and no longer submitting to injections," she announces in her written testimony. " In accordance with what Pastor Yvan Castanou had said, I had faith, despite the messages my body was sending me, that Jesus had already healed me!"

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Teatherton: Alexandra never thought she'd re-commit to anyone after dedicating her life to the sea but she couldn't resist the temptation of the local up and coming chef! She's also not sure the "seasickness" she's been having is all to blame on choppy waves.

Aspir: It didn't take as much as anticipated for Victor to convince his wife to add to their family - he's really seen Pauline come into her own as a big sister and is hopeful Vincent will do the same for his little brother or sister to-be. As far as the attic goes, Luis hasn't done as much cleaning as he'd like - the back is too sore for all that manual labor.

Bell: Critical disturbance avoided? Sharon doesn't seem too keen on trying to break up her sister's marriage yet the temptation may rear it's ugly head with all these pregnancy hormones floating around.

Contrary: Rick may still not have the full approval of his parents for choosing a "non-lucrative" career but he's got his little sister's love and that seems to be enough to jumpstart what's left of his soul.

Jocque: Even with the addition of a son, Marcel and Sophia have been able to achieve some sense of the word relaxation. Marcel does hope it'll last, though, but all these paternity test calls from a nearby neighbor don't seem to be doing much to add to the peace.

Mole: The telescope on his roof has become a bit of a nuisance to avoid - having gone on one extraterrestrial trip, he'd love to experience another but he's not sure if he'd be able to afford the souvenir.

Cooke: Julien and his pirate fiancée sure have developed quite a tasty relationship - so much for that little crush he has on his co-worker's daughter, he's much more involved with keeping himself afloat with Alexandra.

Picaso: The Picaso's sure were in for a shock when their first-born son was born with pointed ears. Neither are aware of any fae-blood but nevertheless they're just happy their son is living his best life and hopes their little one will be able to do the same.