#its my youngest sister's birthday today

[jeyaar]

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[lesyeuxdemoii]

paige bueckers x oc

part1 part 2

warnings: cursing, smut.

not proofread

:heyyyy, ik its been a while, but here we are. also, thank u so so much for the love that p1 received, i appreciate it a lot u guys don’t even knowww 😫 love yall and enjoy ♥️

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June 22nd. My 20th birthday.

I hadn’t even thought about big parties since my parents spiritually left the home. Giselle was upset with it, but what could she do? I never agreed on anything serious, so it was always her, me and a little cake that we ordered the same day. But this year was different. —

Current day: June 19th.

“I don’t know what to do with her, like, i don’t get it how she thinks that skipping her 20th is acceptable.” - Gigi sighed, laying on the couch of one of her friends’ dorm, looking blankly on the white celling.

“Gi, bro, forcing her won’t go either” - Aria, her best friend, shook her head explaining.

“It has to.”

“But it won’t.”

Gigi’s shoulders slumped, her frustration being evident. “You are not helping.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t…like…worry that much? I mean, she’s a grown woman, well, almost. She knows what is better for her, and—“

“What if we try something else?” - Paige, who had been quietly listening past 20 minutes, finally spoke up, gaining all the attention.

“I have a good friend, he owns cool villa at the beach, and there’s also a club nearby. We-You can gather whoever she wants there. It’d be low-key, she is going to like it, m’pretty sure.”

Giselle sat up, her eyes shining with excitement. Oh yeah, it was definitely the best thing suggested.

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Current day: June 22nd. The birthday.

At first, I hesitated about the whole idea, but when Gigi mentioned that Paige was the one who came up with this, I immediately agreed. My sister invited few of her and my closest friends, which I certainly approved.

Paige didn’t lie when she said that the villa was “cool”, it was actually…something. It was a modern, huge, sleek maison right next to the beach. It had large windows framing the blue view, a patio, including a pool. Inside, it was bright and airy with some decor. Each bedroom had its own balcony, and a short path that leaded to the private beach. Paige, once again, outdid herself.

One thing that also made the whole picture top tier, was how good she looked today.

Paige was leaning against the wall, the gray tank top clung to her, highlighting her toned frame, while her black patterned shorts rested loosely. Her hair was slicked back into a sleek, low bun and of course, the infamous smirk was plastered on her face. The confidence, the unmatchable and bright aura that was radiating from her made me feel dizzy, it took me everything to not to just pull her into a passionate kiss, as i reminded myself where we two were.

I subconsciously bit my lip at her sight, which didn’t go unnoticed by her, obviously.

“This is unbelievable…” - Hana, the youngest of us, said, looking around with silly grin on her face.

“As soon as I get to the Royal theatre, imma buy something like this for me. .” - Katarina announced, making me giggle.

“Uh-uh, sure.” - Amina sook her head, already going upstairs.

“You’re not even invited, bitch!”

“You’re not allowed to talk like that.”

“You’re not allowed to talk in general.”

Amina’s dramatic gasp had everyone bursting into laughter, as I couldn’t help but feel a wave of happiness wash over me. I mentally promised myself that the day surely would be better than I thought.

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I had been lying back on the deckchair, wearing a sleek black bikini that fit snugly against my skin. The bandeau strapless top hugged my chest, while the thin strings of the bikini bottom rested lightly on my hips. Over it, a sheer black cover-up flowed loosely around me, its fabric barely grazing my body as the breeze moved it. With my eyes closed, the world around me seemed to fade. The beach had been peaceful—just the soft sound of waves rolling onto the shore. A gentle breeze had swept across my body, cooling the heat from the sun while the salty air filled my lungs with each deep breath. In the distance, I could barely hear others’ laughter through my earpods, playing one of partynextdoor’s songs from Paige’s playlist. When I was peacefully humming to the music, I felt little drops of water from above on my skin, which made me open my eyes and stop the music.

“You like this?” - Paige hovered over me, her hair and body soaking wet, as she placed her hands on her hips.

Before I answer, my gaze was fixed on her abs, which sent waves right down there.

“Yes, everything’s really nice.” - I said sincerely, sating up and smiling softly at her.

She smiled back, looking around to check if anyone’s watching. When she made sure, she leaned in, capturing our lips in a short, sweet kiss. Paige’s lips barely even touched mine, but it felt too good to complain.

“You look good in this.” — she hinted on my bikini, pulling away and sitting next to my legs.

I raised my eyebrows, smirk plastered on my face.

“You do?”

She licked her lips. “Yeah, but…”

Before I could open my mouth, she continued.

“I would give everything to take it off from you right now.”

I instantly blushed, turning my head away to avoid her piercing blue eyes. I squeezed my thighs together, letting her know that it’s not the best moment to turn me on. Paige smirked, positioning her hand on my knee, caressing it.

“You are so stupid. And horny.”

“Chilllll, prolly horny, but stupid is wild.”

“Whatever.” - I playfully rolled my eyes and got up from my place, proceeding to join the rest.

Her eyes lingered on my waist, then on my ass, and then on my shiny and long hair. Paige was always down bad for me, but she never accepted it out-loud. The perfect example of it was my picture on her wallpaper, but it wasn’t just an ordinary one. I stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom of a hotel room in nothing but panties and white T-shirt. It was bunched in my hands and lifted, revealing my waist and white bra underneath, my tits being pushed up, no face being shown. When she was asked about it, she told she saved it from Pinterest because of the vibe. No one had a single suspicion, not even my sister.

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Standing in front of the mirror, I couldn't take my eyes off me. The most beautiful, ethereal and magical dress clung to my body. It sparkled like the night sky, a deep blue so rich it seemed to pull in all the light around me. The thick straps framed my shoulders, and the short skirt of it hugged my curves just perfectly. A golden sunburst spread across my chest, its rays shimmering as I shifted slightly. Tiny embroidered fairies seemed to float across the fabric, their wings glinting like they were ready to flutter off. It wasn't just a dress; it felt like I stepped straight out of the fairytale. Paige gifted it me specifically for my birthday two days before it. I had to lie to Gigi that I bought it myself, but it was hard to hide my excitement from her.

The whole outfit was completed with my matching blue heels and gold jewelry. Giselle did my makeup, enhancing my features with glossy lips, sparkly eyeshadows, pink blush and long, mascara covered lashes. Golden skin was covered in glittered oil. My hair was styled in slight waves, giving me an exotic look.

-

“And I swear to God, if not his mom standing right there, I would’ve punched him on his fucking face.”

Amina was bubbling something, but I was conviced that no one was paying attention. After having too many drinks, dancing too wildly, everyone was more than wasted. Paige laid her head on my shoulder, both of us enjoying the moment of carelessness. She was whispering sweet things to me and they step by step were becoming something else.

“You look so good in this dress”

“I’m glad I bought it for you.”

“You are beautiful.”

“You smell so good.”

“Wanna kiss you so bad.”

“Would you let me fuck you in this?”

“I want to have you right here.”

“Lemme taste you.”

After her words became loud enough for the others to hear, I warned.

“Paige, slow down.”

“Let’s get out of here, baby, please.” - she begged.

It took a second for me to think, taking the fact that nobody cares enough to watch in our direction, when I slowly nodded.

The walk back was quick, all the way Paige was talking about whatever, while her long and strong arm rested on my shoulders. When we got to her room, she quickly pressed me on the wall, immediately connecting our lips in a hungry kiss. She was so inpatient, so intense that I even thought that she was going to suffocate me. I savored the sweet taste of her Dirty Shirley, making me unintentionally moan. She leaded us to the bed, dropping me on it and getting on her knees. She spread my legs, lifting up the dress to my chest.

“Don’t ruin it.” - I warned.

“You got the tongue, don’t you?” - she chuckled, trailing sloppy kisses on my thighs. My head dropped back from the feeling of her lips on my skin. Finally, her fingers brushed the tip of my underwear, taking it off. She met the sight of my wet cunt surrounded by juices, she could feel her own pussy clunch at that.

“So fucking pretty.” - she murmured more to herself than to me, caressing it with her index finger, making me gasp at the contact. She looked at me with sincere eyes, slowly making her way to my cunt, and when she attached her lips to my clit, I moaned extremely loud. She started to kiss, suck, lick, bite, literally everything that came to her mind. She went from my pussy to my thighs again, licking them, then to my stomach and back to my clit. She was speeding up, making my eyes to blur.

“Shit, P…Paige.” - my hands flew to her head, shoving her deeper in my dripping pussy. She took it as a hint, inserting a finger, then two, then three, to the point that it was hard to take.

“Could do this all day, fuck.”

Then, she got an idea. She took her phone out from her pocket, giving it to me. I quickly understood what she wanted to do, so I opened the camera and pointed it to the place when her lips and my puffy clit connected. I never imagined seeing her absolutely destroy me from the screen, because it was always her filming us, but it was worth it. She looked directly into the phone, slowing her pace and doing long licks. Camera captured the absurd and ridiculous sounds from my cunt, causing a tsunami of arousal for Paige. Then she sped up again,

In and out. Suck. In and out. Suck. In and out. Suck.

“I’m gonna, i’m gonna..”- the phone almost fell from my hands. I got closer and closer to my edge.

“C’mon, baby, give it to me. Give me your cum, do it.”

And I did it. The phone was dropped, my legs shook, head was spinning, but I was in the total euphoria. Paige made sure to help me to ride out my high. After that, she went all up over my body, capturing our lips in a gentle kiss. I smiled against her, when suddenly, we were interrupted by an aggressive knock.

“What the fuck is going on there?!”

[luuvprincess]

Deacon Kay 🏌🏽‍♀️(1)

Summary: Desiree and David first time meeting each other

Warning: 10 years age gap

Desiree Harrelson

"Thank you so much for all the help today Desiree you don't understand how much I appreciate you being here." My sister in law says to me as I walked into the kitchen with my niece's birthday cake.

"Nichelle you know I will do anything for my god daughter." I said placing it in the refrigerator.

"Well look who it is." Hondo says as he and Vivian join us in the kitchen. I turned and gasped when I seen my niece in her little tutu dress.

"Oh my goodness you look so beautiful baby." I said reaching out the take my niece. But Hondo took a few steps back. "Daniel if you don't hand my niece over today is not about you." I said and Vivian started blabbing.

"Your defending her?" Daniel said as he pointed at me.

"Yea you tell him tee-tee's baby." I said as she got louder making him hand her right over.

"You win princess you win But let this be the only time I allow you to speak to me like that." He said. I laughed and kissed Vivi's cheek.

"Did you tell everyone the right time Daniel?" Nichelle asked as she looked at the time.

"Baby girl everyone will be here I promise just relax." He said as he kissed her forehead.

"Oh sorry I should have been paying attention." I said as I just walked into someone. I looked up seeing this muscular man.

"No your fine I should have been paying I was glued to my phone." He says. "Sorry where are my manners I'm David but everyone calls me Deacon." He says sticking his hand.

"Desiree Harrelson. Everyone calls me Des." I tell him as we shake hands.

"Your one of Hondo's sister." He said.

"Yes the youngest one." I said.

"Well its nice to finally meet you have met the rest of team yet?" He asked.

"No Hondo has not introduced me yet." I said.

"Well how about I do the honors." He says.

"Sure I would really appreciate that." I said smiling. We walked back outside to the backyard walking over to the team.

"Everyone this Desiree Hondo's sister." Deacon says.

“Hi guys I’m Desiree it’s finally nice to Hondo’s other family he talks about y’all a lot.” I tell them I as I go in for a hug with all them.

"What's going on over here?" Hondo asked with Vivi in his arms. She immediately got excited when she seen me.

"Hi tee-tee's baby. You having fun birthday girl?" I asked taking her. She smiled spitting bubbles. "Deacon here was just doing your job something you were supposed to do Sargent Harrelson." I said.

"So you meet the team?" He asked.

"Yes thanks to Sargent Kay." I said making everyone laugh.

"My pleasure." Deacon said.

"So Desiree what's your occupation?" Chris asked.

"I am realestate agent I am my own ceo nobody's bossing me around." I tell them. We were all just sitting around in a circle talking getting to know each other until it was time to sing happy birthday and open some gifts.

Hiii this my first deacon Kay story so please be nice. But anyways I just wanted to introduce myself and let know I don't do requests but I never don't mind something you would like to see hopefully that sounds right bc I don't really know how to explain what I mean but anyways and I never change the characters name of face bc that's just way to much thinking ontop of thinking about what your writing about and how you wanna write the story plus I thought it be cute for Interracial couple.

I hope y’all enjoyed 😭

[authorxxxxxx]

Cool Girl | Erling Haaland x shy&short!reader\Jack Grealish's sister

Summary : The reader is the youngest sister of football player Jack Grealish . She decided to surprise her brother by going to watch his match and meets her celebrity crush - the behemoth himself - Erling Braut Haaland .

Tw : shyness , annoying big brother , mentions of sexual assault , fighting but in general fluff .

Thanks everyone for requesting this but mainly my best friend , because I wanted to write something for Erling x shy&short!reader - and because this had been sitting in my drafts for a really long time - . And thank you to that one anon who had the idea , for the reader to be Jack Grealish's sister .

Ps . I WANT TO THANK YOU ALL FOR THE UNDYING SUPPORT YOU'VE GIVEN ME THIS PAST COUPLE DAYS . I REALLY APPRECIATE IT . < 3

English isn't my first language , so if you spot any mistakes , just bare with me .

12.488 words : |

Hope you enjoy ; )

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Reader's Pov

" What is it this time ? " I heard Jack asking me through the phone .

" I know and I'm sorry for disturbing you , but I really need you to tell me which way you take to go to the stadium . " I asked him trying keep this as a surprise .

I've decided to surprise Jack since I haven't seen him since September back at home for his birthday . It's been nearly 8 months and I kinda miss him . Studying Psychology in Rome wasn't easy and I really had the need to go and see my brother . I even missed him annoying me all the time .

" Why do you need to know how to come the stadium ? You're in Rome . Wait - Are you home right now ? Have you eaten breakfast ? " He asked me once again .

I've had enough .

" Yes I'm home and yes I have eaten breakfast . " I lied to him knowing full damn well that I'm sitting in his couch at his apartment eating his favourite chips .

" Fine I'm just gonna go by myself you're stupid anyways . " I said quietly trying to irritate him .

" What did you just said to me you little shit ? " He screamed at me while laughing .

" I got to go now . Talk to you later . Bye . " I said to him and hung up .

" He is going to get so mad knowing that I eat his last bag of favourite chips . " I said to myself while sitting up to get ready .

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" I don't even know what to do right now . " I say to myself .

How did I got lost ?

I swear to God I followed the roads that the Google Maps app was telling me .

I need to ask someone for help , but at the same time I don't want to .

" Overstep your fears Y/N . That's what Jack would do . " I say to myself once again .

I go to a nearby coffee shop and I enter it to ask the cashier for some directions .

" Hello . What can I get for you today ? " The cashier asked me with a warm smile .

" Hi . I um wanted to ask for help - I mean for some - I just want directions of how to get to the Manchester City stadium . " I said while cursing myself .

" Oh you mean the Etihad Stadium ? The Sky's Blue's home ? Yeah it's just down this road . " He said to me and turned around to continue with his work .

I feel so stupid . Its was literally right in front of me .

I say a little thank you and step out of the coffe shop heading for the stadium .

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I enter the stadium with my VIP pass and head straight to the training area .

I came across eleven people in teams passing each other a ball and laughing with each other .

Where is my brother ?

" Pass the ball you idiot . " I heard him screaming .

Ahh - there he is .

" Y/N is that you ? " I heard someone calling my name .

I turned around to a Pep Guardiola looking down at me with a bright smile . " I'm the coach of the team . We've heard a lot about you . Jack really can't keep his mouth shut . "

" Jack some say Hi to your sister . " He scream and the whole team turned to our direction .

" AHHHHHH WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ? " Jack screamed like a little boy while running to me .

Great .

Everyone is looking at me .

Jack crushed my thoughts embarrassing me in his tight hug .

" Stoooooop everybody is looking . " I said to him while hugging him back .

" I missed you big idiot . " I said to him and he grabbed my hand .

" Come with me to meet with the others . " He said with a smile , but I quickly decided against it by saying a small " What . No . "

" You are a little , short , cute shy angel do you know - " He said to me but before he could complete his sentence he came running towards us .

Erling Braut Haaland . . .

Erling Haaland . . .

Erling Haaland was coming at our direction .

I quickly hide behind my brothers back grabbing his shirt .

Jack stiffened by my sudden move , but his muscle memory stepped into the game and he pushed me further back with a few steps .

" Wow . Is everything ok ? Did I do something wrong ? " The behemoth of a man asked with a hint of worry in his voice as he saw the girl hiding behind her brothers back .

Y/N was so panicked that she couldn't understand how worried Erling was .

" Everything is okay man , it's just that Y/N is shy and you know she has a little crush on you since - " Jack said but before he could mustered anything else he let out a quiet whimper as you pinched him .

" Oh well . . . " Erling couldn't even say a word after what Jack just told him .

Jack had a lot of pictures with Y/N in his phone and always showed them to the rest of the team and Erling couldn't help but form a secret crush on the girl .

Jack finally decided to ease the situation by leading you both on the locker room .

" I - we gotta go man . See you later . " He said to Erling before he stormed away with you .

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" I can't believe that you told him that he is my crush . What kind of brother are you ? " I asked my brother back in his apartment .

" Well I can't believe you ate my last back of chips . What kind of sister are you ? " He asked back .

" Are you kidding me right now ? " I snapped back at him getting ready for a fight and he just . . . laughed at me .

" Why are you laughing ? This isn't funny at all . " I said to him being serious .

" Why are you so shy with the team ? Everybody knows about you and they've always wanted to meet you . I'm telling them good things about you . " He said and I looked at him with pure anger in my eyes .

And he just kept laughing at me .

I got up from the couch heading to the kitchen to try and talk some sense into him .

" What are you going to do ? Hit me ? You can't even reach my shoulder . " He said to me while laughing .

I quickly punch him in the arm and he let out a grant .

" Why did you do that ? " He asked while grabbing his arm .

" What are you gonna do huh ? Tell mom and dad while you always did when we were kids ? " I snapped back at him feeling proud of myself .

" All I'm telling you is that you don't have a reason to be shy with everyone . That's why your coming with me at the after match party in Friday . "

" What ? " I asked him while he was laughing at me and running away.

" Come back here . I need an explanation . " I screamed at him following him in the house .

After a while we were both laying in the living room's floor looking at the sealing .

" You really don't have to be so shy . Look all I'm trying to say is that you are a wonderful and amazing person and you have nothing to be worried about . " Jack said to me trying to convince me to go with him at the party .

" I know that you want what's best for and I love you for that , but you are gonna be celebrating with your teammates , because I know you'll win , you have good players . " I say thinking about a certain big , tall male with blue eyes .

" Stop thinking about Erling . " He said now staring at me .

" What matters is that you'll leave me alone at the party and I'll be standing in the corner of the entrance by myself and people are gonna think that I'm some type of host . " I say to him remembering him what happened at the last party I wnt with him .

" I swear to God I will be with you . I won't leave you alone . I swear . " Jack promised me .

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It is Friday night .

I am standing in the corner besides the club's main entrance .

All by myself .

I do not even know were Jack is .

He promised that he would be with me the whole night .

I checked the time in my phone .

We've arrived here five minutes ago and he must be already drunk , sitting in a big table with his friends laughing about stupid things .

" Hey you . Such a fine little thing and you're all alone . Whys that ? " A man asked me sliding his hand in my waist and trapping in the wall .

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

A drunk man .

A stranger who wants to get laid .

The ones who are looking for a one night stand .

" I am not interested . Just let me go . " I said to him trying to push him away , but he didn't even moved .

I tried pushing him harder with all my strength , but nothing happened .

These are type of men that do not understand the meaning of the word No .

Suddenly he was being pulled away from me .

Erling had just grabbed him by the back of his shirt .

" She said she wasn't interested and you didn't let her go . " Erling said while looking angrily at the man .

" Do I need to make you go with the easy way or the hard way ? " Erling ironically asked the man , knowing that what ever answer he is gonna get , he is still gonna kill the man .

" Yo man I didn't do anything . " The man said and before he could protest Erling was pushing you out of the club .

" Are you okay ? " He asked while placing his palm on your shoulder .

" Yes . Thank you so much . I don't even want to imagine what would happen if you weren't there . " You answered kindly .

Trying to make you feel more comfortable , Erling suggested that you could walk in the area , since you are both alone and staying at the club was pointless .

" So you have a little crush on me ? " Erling asked making freeze immediately .

Despite your shyness , you took a deep breath and answerd to him .

" Well yeah . Kinda . I mean yes I do have a crush on you . " You said to him and looked down at the pavement trying to avoid his gaze .

" That's good because I have a crush on you too . "

" What ? Since when ? " You asked him while looking up at him shocked .

Wow . . . he really is tall . Taller than you thought .

" Since Jack started showing some pictures and videos with you both. And I find you really cute . " He said smiling .

" You are scary . " You said quietly hoping that he wouldn't have heard you .

" Really ? Why ? Did I scared you the other time ? I swear I didn't do it on purpose . "

" I'm so sorry , I didn't mean it that way , it's just that you are like really tall , like really taller that most of the whole population of the planet , and your kinda big - " I said to him trying to save the situation until he reached forward and crashed his lips into mine .

I immediately kissed him back , and standed on my tippy toes trying to help with the size difference , but he still was much taller that me .

After a few seconds he broke the kiss .

" I really want to kiss you again , but - " I interrupted him by stepping up on the stairs of a house so I could be at least a little higher so that I could kiss him .

I grabbed him be his neck and crashed my lips on his again .

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I was in the stadium to watch another football game .

Sitting in the VIP section was one of the best things . One , you have a great view of the whole stadium , second there are not a lot of cameras near so it's much more comfortable and third , I and Erling can keep kissing without being afraid that the fans are gonna see us .

" When are you going back ? "

" In one week . "

" We can make this work . "

We said to each other while kissing .

" Yes , we can make this work . " I said to him smiling and then kissed him again .

After a couple of seconds our tongues and lips parted to catch our breaths before kissing again .

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" I didn't know that Y/N and Erling are together . When did this happened ? " Phil Foden asked Jack while preparing for the game .

" What do you mean ? " Jack asked back confused .

" Yeah , look they're over there kissing . " Phil said while Jack was in utterly disbelief .

His little shy sister was kissing with that behemoth of a man .

" OI GET YOUR TONGUE OUT OF MY SISTERS MOUTH ! " Jack screamed while running towards you .

" I messed up again . Phil said running behind Jack .

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@unimportantbabymilksharkte

@sora-777-romanoff

[bangtanhoneys]

Mother's Day - Jungkook & Grace

Jungkook had spent the past two months researching everything he could about Mother’s Day. In South Korea, they had Parents’ Day in May but Grace had mentioned she needed to sort something out for her mother, who was British, and in England, they celebrated Mother’s Day in March. 

The reason for the research? Grace had been the one consistent female influence in Jungkook’s life and had taken over the role of elder sister, then mother, the moment he walked through the doors of the dorm as a fifteen-year-old. A young bambi eyed teen, who had come to Seoul on his own to follow a dream and here was this twenty-two-year-old who had taken one look at him and had never left his side.

The rest of the boys always joked they had a hand in raising the maknae and while he agreed, their seven personalities filled out and formed who Jungkook was today, Grace had been the one to actually raise him. She, as well as Seokjin, had taken on the responsibility of getting him up in the morning for school, making sure he had breakfast, had lunch or money for lunch, making sure he got to school then was picked up, homework was done and then making sure he got to bed at a decent time. 

As he graduated from school, it became more of a case of getting him up, having breakfast, going to practice or the concert or whatever schedule they had that day. Grace, no matter what she was doing or where she was, made sure that the schedule followed from his teen years to early adulthood. 

As much as he hated being babied, when it came to Grace, he certainly didn’t mind. 

She was a bonus Mum, as he learnt to say. So he had to get her something for Mother’s Day.

It was two days before Mother’s Day and everyone was at practice, getting ready for one of their comebacks yet again. Jungkook had disappeared for half an hour and they were waiting for him to come back, all of them spread across the floor in various states. Only Grace was standing, running over the set list with the staff.

“Noona.”

Grace turned around and found Jungkook with an armful of roses, various shades of pinks and purples and two boxes in his hands.

“What’s this for?” Namjoon asked, just as Jimin jumped up with a horrified expression. “We didn’t forget your birthday, did we?”

“No, it’s Mother’s Day,” Jungkook laughed and handed over the goodies to Grace. 

“Are these for me?” she asked, taken aback at what the youngest had done.

He nodded, suddenly bashful. “You’ve raised me since I came to Seoul all those years ago and I wouldn’t be the man I was today because of you, well all of you. But noona, thank you for always being there - for all the nights you were beside me when I was sick, or making sure I did my homework, I ate or just being with me on my solo schedules. Thank you.”

Jungkook suddenly found himself in the arms of Grace who held him close, allowing his face to shield away from the rest of the room in her neck. “Never thank me for that tokki. I will always be here.”

The room was quiet for a moment, a sniffle from Hobi caused the two to break apart. He had a tissue up to his eyes, Yoongi patting him on the back with a roll of his eyes.

“What did he get you?” the third eldest asked, handing the ball of sunshine another tissue.

A member of staff, who had filmed the whole thing, took the flowers from Grace. Now with her hands free, she opened her presents. Inside one box was a gold necklace with JK as a pendant, its partner was already around Jungkook’s neck and he pulled out the matching chain with GC initials. “I couldn’t get a J for obvious reasons,” he muttered to her.

Hiding her laugh and letting Jungkook put the necklace around her neck, Grace went about opening her second present. Inside she found a personalised velvet notebook with her initials on it.

“For your lyrics,” Jungkook answered after ensuring the necklace was in the correct position. 

“Thank you baby,” she whispered to him and the nickname caused Jungkook to grin, hugging the woman who was like a Mum to him.

“You’re welcome, Mum.”

Anon, the feelings I had writing this...I hate you so much. Please suggest more though.

[avaantares]

They say to write what you know...

Here's a little Easter Egg for my readers! (And also for history nerds! Or people who just like personal stories!)

There's a bit in CotFA about Nero creating makeshift building blocks for their foster kids by cutting up scrap lumber and letting the kids draw fences and brick patterns on them with crayons, because he can barely afford food for them and doesn't have money for toys.

The characters may be fictional, but the blocks are real. When I wrote the story, I was drawing on my own childhood memories, but recently I found a few of the blocks in a box (pictured above) and thought I'd share their history.

First, you must understand that my family's generations are EXTREMELY spaced out, due to multiple generations having children very late in life. My own great-grandfather was alive while Abraham Lincoln was in office -- and 159 years later, his youngest daughter, my grandfather's sister, is still with us. (In fact, I saw her at a family birthday party just a few days ago.)

For me, the American Civil War (1861-65) was just three generations ago. My aunt grew up during the Great Depression (1929-39). This is relatively recent history, from a personal memory standpoint.

What this means is that my grandparents, born in the first decade of the 20th century, were married shortly after graduating high school in the mid-1920s. They were a young couple with a toddler (my aunt) when the Depression hit. Though my grandfather was fortunate enough to keep his job, money was still extremely short, and sometimes they ran out of food or other essentials before he got paid. That experience instilled in them a deep-rooted thriftiness, bordering on dogma, that has been passed down to my generation (nearly a century later, I am STILL comparing cans of beans at the grocery and buying the one that costs three cents less, even though at this point in my life I can afford the national brand).

For the rest of his life, my grandfather did not spend a single cent that he didn't absolutely have to, and he saved and reused things religiously. When a shirt wore out, he saved the buttons (I still have his button tin) and then repurposed the fabric as patches or cleaning rags. He recycled wood from packing crates into things like storage boxes and tool trays, some of which I'm still using in my house today. (See the end of this post for a gallery of some of his work!)

Much later in life, my grandparents had my mother. Born in the 1950s when Westerns dominated the American consciousness, she grew up playing with toy horses and wagons and farm sets, and was (*cough* still is) generally the OG horse-crazy girl. She did have some commercial toys, but her father also provided her with blocks made from scrap wood to use as farm fences and jumps for the horses, because why spend money on expensive toys when there's perfectly good wood in the garage?

Fast forward a few more decades: My sister and I inherited my mother's old farm toys and added many of our own. We were used to having assorted old, reused and recycled things around, because that was just the family culture -- you don't throw things away if they can be repaired or reused, and you don't spend money on something if you can find a way to fill its function without spending money. (Today's consumers could learn a lot from my grandfather, I think.)

So, using several decades' worth of toy fences and fence substitutes, my sister and I built massive horse farms and show jumping rings on the living room floor for our toy horses to inhabit. We were very precise with our building, and different kinds of fencing (wooden blocks vs. molded plastic fences from a farm set vs. Lincoln Logs, for example) meant different things -- for example, the gates had to be a different kind of fencing than the fence proper so you knew which part could open to let the horse walk through. Children are extremely serious about such things. It never occurred to five-year-old me that you could make a play farm out of just one kind of fencing. Why else would we have all these different materials to build with?

The blocks pictured above were almost certainly used as toy horse fencing. The piece with the fence pattern drawn on it is actually decorated on both sides, one in a more controlled hand than the other. I think my sister (four years older than me) must have drawn a fence on one side, and I attempted to do the same on the other, but from the looks of things I hadn't quite earned my Fine Arts degree yet.

Gallery

My grandfather had a very white-collar day job, but he was also a skilled craftsman and artist -- and he labeled everything, often humorously. Here are a few of the items sitting around my house that he made.

A wooden lap desk with hinged lid for storage and a silly label (surname obscured):

A drafting board, complete with homemade triangle and T-square, both of which have their own storage slots on the back! I have used this as a drawing board, and honestly this T-square is better than some of the commercial ones I have. (The wood surface has aged poorly because it was stored in suboptimal conditions for a long time, which is unfortunate, as I love the size and convenience of this thing. I can still use it if I put a stiff plastic sheet under the paper, though.)

A silverware divider tray (which, oddly enough, is the ONLY one that fits my narrow kitchen drawers! I tried at least three "small" commercial models with no luck, and was thrilled when this one turned up in family storage)

A labeled (like everything) tool tray from his garage shelves, which I'm now using in my kitchen

A neat old food shipping crate that he dismantled and turned into a large storage box, which now holds my records

[soaps-mohawk]

I turned 24 today, my baby sister (the youngest) made me cookies for my birthday, she burnt the first batch a little but its okay. I'll still eat them all. Im sending you the same kind of love through the internet and i hope you get the good vibes ❤️

Happy Birthday!!!

Mm birthday cookies. I love how supportive you are omg that's so nice to see 🥹💚

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

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***Active (on this blog) is defined as a blog/writer who has updated within the past year. Inactive (on this blog) is defined as a blog/writer that has not been updated at all in the past year+. On THG Writing Hiatus (on this blog) is a blog/writer who has updated within the past year but has not posted a fanfic in the fandom in the past year BUT they may return to writing in the future. Lists will be updated as needed based on activity. ***

Created: December 27th, 2023

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[thewitchwannabe]

HAPPY MUTATION DAY

NEW DESTINY SINOPSIS

Leona walked into the kitchen, the smell of pancakes filling up her nostrils. “Mornin’ sis!” Mikey said, flipping a pancake with the pan. ‘Show off’ she thought affectionately, a smile grew on her lips. “Ohayo Mikey, happy mutation day”, she said. “Happy mutation day!” The orange turtle answered. Leo walked over to the kettle to start preparing her and Master Splinter’s teas, as well as Donny’s coffee. Mikey continued to work on the pancakes, garnishing the stack with some strawberries. He was going all out for their birthdays but at this rate Leo feared they were going to need April to make a second grocery run this week. A little later Donny walked in, eye bags under his eyes as usual, carrying his coffee mug, making a beeline to the coffee pot. “Happy mutation day, Don!” Mikey said, finishing up Leo’s plate with a number 15 and handing it to her. Donny simply sat down with his now full mug, taking a big sip, his eyes finally seemed to focus on his siblings “happy mutation day”, they said calmly. Mikey handed Donny his plate, a stack of buttered pancakes with a number 14 on it, the purple turtle started eating with delight. Leo shook her head at the sight of her brother, “when exactly did you go to sleep last night?” She asked. Donny looked up a slightly offended look on his face “I’ll have you know Leona, that i went to bed at a reasonable 10:30 pm, my brain just didn’t shut up until 4 in the morning”. 

The two of them continued to eat while Mikey prepared the rest of the pancake batter. He turned around once he had his, Raph’s and Master Splinter’s plates ready. “Alright I’ll go wake up the little rascal, Leo you can take dad’s plate to his room” he said. Leona nodded and stood up from her seat and started serving Master Splinter’s tea and placed it with his plate on a tray. “That won’t be necessary my children” Splinter’s tired voice said. He entered the kitchen with a sleepy Raph next to him. A soft “ohayo” left the youngest turtle’s lips as he walked over to his seat. Leo quickly walked over to the old rat, “Tōsan! What are you doing here?” She asked worry clear in her tone. Master Splinter, smiled at his daughter, “It’s you kid’s birthday, I couldn’t spend it in my room again” he said, it was true, he had barely congratulated them last year since his health wasn’t as stable as it was now. “Don’t worry Leona, I’m feeling quite well today”. Leo watched her dad walk over to the table. Raph already devouring his breakfast, the 12 sign left to the side like Mikey’s own 13. A smile made its way to Leo’s lips, as she walked over to her seat to finish up her breakfast. 

The little family ate and chatted, a stark difference to last year’s celebration. When Master Splinter was still recovering from their showdown with the Shredder. Donny working non-stop to find a way to bring his health to a safe zone of sorts. Leo patrolling the city looking for any sign of the foot. And Mikey making sure Raph didn’t try to follow their sister. It had been a hard while, but they finally reached a sense of normalcy, things aren’t as dire as they were. The foot has been MIA for a while, and Leo’s biggest concern was her brother’s training and getting groceries and supplies whenever April was too busy or couldn’t find an excuse to buy a family’s worth of food. April was the latest addition to their little clan. Their paths had crossed here and there as she was often caught in the crossfire of their battles with the foot. She’s always been quite the magnet for trouble according to her. But that also meant that she caught sight of Leo rushing to Splinter’s aid the night of their showdown with the Shredder and decided to follow her. April helped her get her father out of the collapsed building they were trapped in after the blast Leo caused when she stopped the draining jutsu. She even stayed with Splinter while Leo went to rescue her brother’s from the foot’s headquarters. She simply stuck around after that night, and Leona couldn’t be happier about that. Sure she had this weird friendship with Karai, but having a friend who never tries to harm her or her family was pretty nice. 

Leo was brought back to the conversation, when Raph spoke “nēchan, are you making us train today?”. Leo looked at Raph and raised an eyebrow “mmmmm” she said placing a finger to her chin, “i don’t know, should i give you a day off?” All three of her brothers immediately said yes, making Master Splinter chuckled as he sipped his tea. She faked offense at their response “come on, training is fun” she defended crossing her arms. “It is, it is!” Mikey said, “but come one sis, it's our birthday, we should take it easy!”. Donny and Raph nodded their heads in agreement. Leo rolled her eyes “fine, you can skip training, but remember April is coming in the afternoon” she said heading to the dojo by herself. The cheers of her brothers behind her. “In that case, how about a private lesson, Leona?” Master Splinter said, getting up from his seat with the help of his cane. “Only if you feel up for it, tōsan” Leo said as Splinter reached her at the door. Splinter laughs a little at the overprotective-ness of his daughter and lets her lead the way to the dojo.

Leona practiced the kata Master Splinter had explained, as he watched and gave pointers sitting on the floor a little to the side. Leo made sure to follow all the indications her sensei gave her. She was determined to perfect the move as it would be her job to teach her brothers. This was the system that they had reached, as training and keeping up with 4 students was too taxing for the rat. So Leo took over her brother’s training, being able to spar with them and teach them what she knew as the oldest. And after that Splinter would give her private lessons to her. After a while Leo was making the move with an almost perfect precision, so Splinter declared the lesson over, and called Leo over to sit with him. “You know Leona, while we were all eating breakfast I realized something” he said. Leo turned to look at her father “what did you realize tōsan?”. Splinter looked up at a picture hanging on the wall, the five of them many years before, Master Splinter had just given them their masks, they were all smiling. “I realized how lucky we are” he started “yes we have gone through tough battles, battles that have left us some lasting scars, but we have managed to overcome them all”. Leona thought about it, they’ve grown up hidden away, scavenging for food and supplies, only having each other, but they were happy and loved. “We’ve gone through so much, and yet here we are, the five of us being able to laugh and celebrate another year of our family forming” Splinter turned to look at Leo, “and I have to thank you for it, Leona”. Leo’s eyes grew wide, “me?” Splinter nodded his head, “yes, you made sure we were all taken care of after our last encounter with the Shredder. You provided for your brothers, you cared for them, and continued to train them, when I was too weak to do so. You’ve grown into such a strong young woman, and couldn’t be prouder of you” Leona looked at her father with wide eyes feeling them start to water a little. “I’m so incredibly lucky to have you as my daughter, Leona,” Splinter said, wiping away Leo’s tears with a gentle smile on his face before pulling her into a hug. Leo quickly returned the embrace. The two of them hugged for a while, and Leo let herself be comforted like she comforts her brothers. 

Soon enough the afternoon rolled around, the family rested in the living room waiting for April to arrive. Mikey and Raph playing ‘InkSquids’, while Donny scrolled aimlessly on his phone. Leo watched her brother's gameplay, making sure their game fights didn’t escalate. Splinter sat in his chair, with a hot cup of tea, content to have his children with him. Suddenly the sound of footsteps filled the sewer tunnel leading to their home. The five of them turned their heads immediately at the sound, their senses always acutely aware of their surroundings. They quickly relaxed as their human friend appeared through the door. April walked in apologizing for her tardiness. “Jones was helping me with our calculus homework,” she said. She placed her large bag on the kotatsu table in the center of the living room. “Don’t worry April, we're just glad to have you here” Leo said as she walked over to hug her friend. “Well I’m here, and I come bearing gifts”. If Raph and Mikey had ears, they would have perked up, as they clearly got excited at the mention of gifts. 

They all gathered around the table, as April opened her bag. “They’re not much, just a few things from me and Master Splinter”, the human said. The four turtles turned to look at their father, with surprise in their faces. “I asked Miss O’Neil to help me get each of you a small present”, Splinter said as he sat besides April ready to hand the gifts. Raph went first, Master Splinter handed him a small set of art supplies. Next was Mikey, who received a figurine of his favorite superhero ‘Arachnid-Man’. Then was Donny, April handed him two very unique looking mugs, one of them the size of a small bowl to add to his collection. And finally for Leona, Master Splinter handed her a small box tied closed with a ribbon. Leo opened her gift inside a small necklace with a blue butterfly for a pendant. “It's beautiful” she said “thank you tōsan, April”. The younger turtles thanked the father and friend once more, all happy with their gifts. 

Mikey quickly ran to the kitchen and came back with the cake he and Raph prepared. Donny helped serve a slice of everyone as April helped Leo put on her gift. “I hope it wasn’t much trouble getting them, April,” Leo said. The human girl sat besides her friends as she was handed a piece of cake. “Not at all, Master Splinter already had a pretty good idea of what he wanted to get you guys, I just had to go get it”. Leo looked around at her family, Mikey was in the middle of explaining the story behind his figurine to Master Splinter who simply smiled and nodded along, most likely not being able to follow Mikey’s convoluted explanation. Donny took Mikey’s plays in front of the tv, to play ‘MarcoKart’ with Raph. Leona’s face softened, her family was all together, safe, and happy, and she had a realization of her own. She realized that she’ll always fight to preserve this. To have these moments with her family, and protect them. 

“I want the next turn after whoever loses,” Leo says with a smile.

Next

[whoreishghost]

its my youngest siblings birthday soon (yes same one as previous posts about local authority shit lol) and i decided to gift them a steam acct w some games as theyve been using mine atm so they have any to play bc my parents wont buy them any and like i think its acc kind of a nice gift. i did good w this one. deadbeat older sister vibes minus 1 today girls

[pizzacatdelight]

My Birthday

Yay, today’s my birthday! I turned 28 years old! And avoided the dreaded “27 Club” where some of the biggest musicians from the 60s’ and 70s’ died when they were 27 years old! (They mainly died due to massive drinking, doing drugs, etc.…)

My 27th year on this planet was not a good one. Early this year, I quit my toxic part-time job at a well-known pizza restaurant that I won’t name. I got scammed into paying for my own equipment for a new job I thought it was a job, but wasn’t. So, I lost over $2,000 because of it and I have to freeze my credit scores to keep the scammers from opening any new credit cards under my name! Then there’s the fact I can’t even find a job that would even hire me due to both my disability and my limited skill list! I even got rejected from getting Disability (or SSI); two months later because of the fact I even had a job!

At home, my youngest niece graduated from high school in June and instead of going to University, she’s working a full-time job at Sally’s Beauty in order to save up money to buy her own car since the car her mom gave her last year and it‘s too expensive to go University right now. My only nephew started 11th grade last month, which means once he graduates in 2025, mom’s planning to sell the family house. She told me and my older sister this back in March/April where after she sold the house; she’s planning to (probably) move to Oregon to get away from the politics of conservative Texas and to retire. Of course, we’re going to move with her as she’s planning to buy land and build a condo house where my sister and I can live on one side of the condo.

For my hobbies, on the other hand, they’re doing great! I beat over 15 games this year, which include “Pokémon: Emerald”, “Hypnospace Outlaw”, “Fire Emblem: Three Houses - Cindered Shadows DLC” and “The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog”. “BAD END THEATER” became the first Steam game where I 100% all the achievement. I preordered “Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom” a few days before it came out in May and played it on release day. I remembered staying up all night going around Hyrule, completing the Shrines and not being dicks to the Koroks who only wanted to be reunited with their friends. I’m looking forward to the release of the remaster of “Super Mario RPG”, which comes out in less than two months! I saw four LPs of the game in the past and played it myself for the WiiU. I can’t wait for it to come!

My webcomic is going along. I just finished Chapter 9 and I’m currently taking a small break from it to focus on making this site. I changed how I publish my comics, where I used to release 6-7 pages at a time. But now, I have changed it to 2 pages per week, which means I’ll get more views compared to what I did before. I’m planning to post the links to my webcomic here; I’ll have to find the motivation to do so.

I also made a Tumblr account in June after Reddit decided that they're going to start pricing the 3rd party apps that use its’ code (Apollo, you will be missed). While things are great on Tumblr, I have to get used that most of everyone there is very left-leaning compared to Reddit, where everyone is either in the center or right-leaning, depending on the subject. Yes, I know there are left-leaning people and subreddits there, but it’s the right-leaning groups that are the ones who make the headlines. At least the fandom on Tumblr is way nicer compared to Reddit, where you get attacked for saying or doing something that the fandom subreddit doesn’t like. It’s the reason why I was too scared to either post or comment on Reddit.

Then early this month, I made a NeoCities website and learned how to code again after 11 years. It’s not easy and sometimes it’s even frustrating when you want to do something cool to your page and the code won’t work! At least coding is a skill I can use when I try to look up jobs since it’s one of the most important skills that businesses need. And I also started to blog to write about my thoughts as well. I’ve been doing it on Tumblr for a while, so now I have two sites to pour it all out.

As for what I will be doing for my birthday, it’s not going to be much as I tend not to ask for a lot. I know mom normally gives me a $50 Amazon gift card so I can buy something nice for myself. And I already have plans to make brownies for desserts since we have so much flour and a huge box of brownie mix is in the cabinet.

So yeah, my 27th birthday wasn’t that great, but it could’ve been worse. I hope my 28th year will be a little better and things will improve.

[bots-and-cons]

Stressed, tired and dealing with grief

I know the title probably makes it sound worse than it actually is, but I just need to vent, because I've had a bit of a rough week. I'll try to post something tomorrow, because I don't like leaving the blog alone for this long. Also I can deal with crap by writing so it's a win-win I guess. The stuff below might be a bit of a ramble, but eeeh

Venting starts here btw

There has been a lot going on during the past week and being at my mom's and looking after my little sister really drained me, because I didn't get a single minute alone for six days, aside from sleeping and I didn't do much of that either. My social battery is already nonexistent to begin with and then you add to that no sleep, it's not a good combination. I'm probably not going to my mom's for a couple of weeks, since I can't really deal with my two youngest siblings until I recharge.

On other news, my grandma on my dad's side died a couple of years back in June, and her husband, my grandpa is in a nursing home. I don't visit him much, because I can't really handle it well. He doesn't remember any of us anymore, not even my dad, and it's just way too much for me to handle most of the time.

Anyway, today we went to clean out their old house and it was pretty hard. I didn't really realize it right then, but now that I'm getting tired and have stopped for the day, it's kind of hitting me. We found so many old things that I played with when I was a kid, clothes that I remember my grandma wearing, actual physical photographs were stuffed into every cabinet and corner, and I found all kinds of stuff. I didn't really stop to look at them though, I couldn't really handle it. I looked at one photo for a while, my grandma smiling, wearing that blue flower dress that she liked. That's how I'd like to remember her though, smiling. I know she loved me, even though I didn't hear it for a long time before she died, because she stopped talking. I'll always love her and even though the grief raises its head occasionally, I'll get through it somehow.

Another thing that's been getting to me is the anniversary of Technoblade's death. He died last year at the very end of June. I don't normally get attached to youtubers or streamers, or people on the internet I don't personally interact with, but I guess in his case it was different. I started watching Technoblade when I was still pretty badly depressed, and he was a big source of fun and joy for me. He was one of my comfort youtubers and I still watch his old videos occasionally. I just watched a few old animations about him and hearing his voice literally made me cry.

There's a lot that's stressing me out right now and my grandma's death anniversary among other things just happened to trigger a bit of an emotional avalanche. I've been keeping all this crap in since the beginning of June and it's now all rising to the surface, because I'm tired and don't have the strength to keep it at bay anymore. Also me overburdening myself doesn't help this situation at all, so I'll probably sort of refrain from most social contacts next week and try to take it easy. I'll make some good food, bake something for my birthday (12th of July) and maybe go get ice cream with my bff. I also have an appointment with my mental health counselor/nurse on Monday, so that's gonna help the situation a lot too.

Stay hydrated y'all and thanks if you read all this :D

[king-of-fae]

Birthday Gifts - Azzy

Your footsteps are light as you tiptoe down the halls of the inn. Everyone had gone to their rooms for the night, and you had expected Azzy to come upstairs after he finished performing in the tavern. But hours passed, and you kept waiting until you got too worried to wait any longer. You had assumed that you may need to wake up the others if you couldn’t find him, but your search came to an end as soon as you reached the first floor where the now empty tavern is located.

Nothing but empty tables all around. It’s gotten so late that even the staff have cleaned up and gone home for the night. The only person remaining is Azzy. He has his long legs curled up against his chest with his chin resting on his knees as he sits at a table in the back corner. His back is facing you, but his ears perk up when you walk over so you know he is aware of your presence. On the table in front of him is a cupcake with blue frosting and next to it is a necklace with a pendant shaped like a bird.

“Are you okay?” you ask cautiously as you approach, “What’s this for?”

You pull up a chair and scoot next to him so your arms are touching. He leans over and rests his head against yours. You feel his tail curl around your waist as the two of you get comfortable. You don’t rush him for an answer. You know he likes to think things over before he talks, and you get the feeling that this is more than just a late-night dessert to him.

“It’s Arabella, my youngest sister’s, birthday today,” there’s a melancholy tone in his voice as he continues, “I always celebrate my sisters’ birthdays. Even though I left home, I still do it every year.”

“And the necklace?”

He places it in your hand so you can get a closer look. It’s a beautiful necklace with a delicate gold chain, and a pendant in the shape of a bird. Its feathers are painted the same soft blue as the frosting on the cupcake.

“I found it in town and wanted to send it to her. It’s her favorite color, and she always liked watching birds.”

“Why didn’t you?”

He hums, and you know he’s thinking again so you wait. You’ve gotten used to the waiting. There was a time when you felt nagging doubts in the back of your mind when you noticed how cautious he is about opening up about his personal life. Why does he feel the need to carefully curate every word he says, even after you assured him that you would love him no matter what past he may have left in the Capital? No matter the reason why he hates loud voices and hateful stares. You have a hard past, and it’s hard to talk about even now and it’s because of that hardship that you came to understand that words don’t come easy when explaining difficult times. So you’ll wait. You kiss him softly on his temple and the loving reassurance seems to have helped him find his words again.

“It’s been almost thirty years since I’ve seen my family. Arabella was only six when I left. What if she doesn’t like the color blue anymore? What if she stopped liking birds? She’s already an adult now, and I don’t even know if she remembers me.”

“I can’t answer those questions, Azzy. But I’d like to ask you this,” you take his hand before his mind spirals any further, “From the way you talk about how close you all were, what makes you think your sisters wouldn’t tell her all about you? I’ll bet they’ve told her stories all about you. Even the embarrassing ones.”

“Oh no! Please no, there’s no way they would have left those out,” he doesn’t seem as upset as his words imply. He’s actually smiling now, his worries and anxiety now drowned out by happy memories. Seeing his unabashed smile as he thinks fondly on his family makes you think back on your own good memories.

[starchaseriseverything]

Teddy! What are you doing!” Andromeda laughs as she stumbles and almost falls, but her husband catches her. “I can’t see!”

“That’s the point.”

“I almost fell twice already.”

“And I caught you.”

Andromeda hears giggling in the distance. “Are those the girls? I thought they were at home.”

“They were in the car with us and they ran past us a little bit ago.”

“Are you crazy!?” Andromeda yells, stopping and trying to take off the blindfold, but gives up when her husband's hands won’t move to take it off. “They could get hurt, Ted!”

“They know where to go and as long as I can see them, they’re fine.”

“But how long will you be able to see them?”

“Stop worrying, everything is fine.” Andromeda groans in frustration and continues walking. When they finally stop, Andromeda collapses on the ground of exhaustion and immediately gets two body weights on either side of her.

“Hello, girls.”

“Hi mom!” Nymphadora says, almost screaming into her ear.

Andromeda flinches and scrunches up her nose before bringing her hand to her ear that her daughter screamed in. “I can hear you just fine, Dora. You don’t have to scream.”

“Sorry, mom.” She responds, laying down beside her on her arm that she put back on the ground.

“Come on, Nina.” Andromeda says, tapping her youngest daughter’s side or shoulder or whatever it is. “Lay down.” Andromeda puts her arm back down and Nina lays on top of it.

“Comfy?’ Ted asks.

Andromeda nods. “We’ll stay here.”

“You can’t.”

“Sure we can.”

“I mean you can, but we have other things to do. Dora, take your mothers blindfold off.” Andromeda feels both her daughters get up and then hands on her face. Her eyes are blurry for a second but then she sees a lake and a picnic blanket with a basket on it.

She looks over to her husband who is now holding the scarf that was used as the blindfold and their two daughters beside him. “It looks like the black lake.”

“Yes, but without all the creatures.” He pauses. “Besides fish.”

“I don’t even have my bathing suit.”

Nina runs over to a bag beside the basket and dumps out all its contents. She holds up a red bikini top and bottoms. Andromeda smiles at her. “I thought of everything.” Ted says, smugly, walking to her while Dora runs to her sister to change.

“A changing room?”

“Brought a divider. It’s set up right behind that tree.” He points to a tree where she can see a little of the divider. Andromeda smiles as the girls run to it to get changed.

“Well, I guess we better go get our bathing suits on before they decide to jump in.” The couple walks to the picnic blanket and grabs their bathing suits and walks to the divider where Nina’s waiting for her sister to get done. Nymphadora runs out to the blanket and flops down on it after putting her clothes in the bag. Ted walks in the changing room with Nina to help get her ready while Andromeda waits outside.

Once all four are in their bathing suits, they all sit down on the blanket and start eating. Andromeda grabs the strawberries and eats a couple before her daughters drag them both to the water. Andromeda laughs as Dora splashes ted with water and he splutters, shocked.

They play in the water for a while before getting out and eating some more before going back home. Andromeda smiles as they walk down the trail at her two daughters playing together farther ahead of them. Ted pulls her into him and kisses her forehead. “Did you like today?” He asks.

“I did. Thank you.”

“Thank you, my love, for spending time with us.”

“Why wouldn’t I?’ She asks, looking up to him.

“You haven’t spent time with your friends in months. I figured you’d spend today with them.”

Andromeda hums, looking back to the trail. “No, that’s for tomorrow. Today is just about us.”

“You mean you.”

Andromeda chuckles. “Sure.”

He kisses her forehead again. “Happy birthday, love.”

[mcwentfandomtraveling]

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Not important stuff below

Just feeling lonely so I'm gonna dump whatever's on my mind

So my sister is super busy and I miss her 😢

We have a few fictional worlds we made just the two of us...and characters for thoes worlds...

We've had this as a special thing for just us since we could talk...(identical twins btw)

And recently (in the last 1-2 years) we decided to make a bookkeeper universe to look after our fictional worlds when we're too busy XD

Because why the hell not XD

And the bookkeeper universe has characters of its own!

And a few weeks ago I got us both stuff that reminded us of our bookkeeper universe (dolls, plushes, all sorts of stuff) and I just found out that I accidentally spent all the money I had on toys by accident 👉👈

Good thing I got some money today (about 300$ because SHIT would've been awful)

Anyways...now I gotta be mature and not a toddler with a credit card and cut back on the spending...

BUT I have enough to get my sister one more toy because I really wanna and I'm going to do one last farewell shopping spree to end my toy shopping every other week and save that toy for her birthday so we can have fun in the summer when we have more time together! XD

Anyways lemme tell you my characters in mine and my sister's bookkeeper universe!

I have four! (Plus three but not important atm I may or may not return to that)

Basically all kinds of fantasy creatures exist in this universe...Fae, High Fae, Fairies, Elves, Yokai, Mermaids, Mermen, ect ect!

And there are different types of each creature too like for example High Fae :

High Fae of Fauna

High Fae of Light Magic

High Fae of Dark Magic

Or just some magical concepts like :

High Fae of Fire Magic

High Fae of Healing Magic

High Fae of Electric Magic

Ect ect

Same concept applies to different fantasy races like :

Yuki Ona and Kitsune hybrid Yokai

Lamia and Dragon Yokai

Pretty much you can fuse anything you see it if you want and anyone can learn magic

And everyone has a job they're destined for in this universe...

My characters are :

Nixie (still thinking up a full name for her) she is a simple Fairy of life magic and binds the souls of each of the ocs representing me most to eachother as a way to balance eachother's happiness, luck, and unseen stuff like that...she has a girlfriend who is another character of mine! Nyfane a half mermaid half dragon character that works as a veterinarian to magical and non magical creatures! And they're both really cute together! (Got a doll that reminds me of Nyfane!)

Then I have my other characters! Nyfane's mentor Emperiven who is a High Fae of Healing magic and mostly treats people but can also treat animals...

Emperiven makes sure no one dies both in the bookkeeper universe and the other universes! ^-^

Then Emperiven's lover is a High Fae of Fauna named Lyalli! She owns the place where all these characters live! Called the Keltoron cottage castle inn! It's a castle with a a cottage esthetic! ><

Lyalli let's anyone weary from traveling stay at it like an inn! ><

Lyalli can also transform into a swan! :D

And Nixie, Nyfane, and Emperiven just kinda ended up staying!

Emperiven decided to stay because the forest is a little long and treacherous to get lost in and incase anyone needed medical attention upon arrival...he also ended up falling in love with Lyalli! <3

Nixie and Nyfane ended up falling in love with the place and Lyalli just let them stay! (On top of doing thier actual jobs they also help out by working as employees of the inn!)

The technically three other characters are Emperiven's three other brothers...but I'm not quite finished workshopping them yet...

One is named Eion though...he's the youngest and a cinnamonroll...

Anyways...that's some of what's on my mind

Geez I miss my sister...

I ended up getting her a bunch of her favorite shiny pokemon to give her in Scarlet and Violett too!

I guess other then missing my sister...

My heart can't decide what fandom I'm obsessed with rn XD

Like there's this cool Ikevamp and Piofiore crossover I wanna write...but also I started One Piece and wanna simp over my newest addition to my husband collection! ><

And Glorfindel has been siren song-ing me when I'm sad to come read fics about him...

My mind is EVERYWHERE rn

And I'm lonely

Sending hugs...anyways thanks for letting me rant 😅

[randomnightlythoughts]

Thoughts

As I sit here at the close of my birthday I reflect back on the past 31 years. What a wild adventure of memories, adventure, pain and progression. The memories I hold dear to my heart grow fuzzy as the years keep moving forward and the future truly scares me. I dont think anyone will ever really realize that my 17 year old self is different from who I am today. How it hurts that 31 years ago, I was brought into this world but those who brought me into this world havent even said a single word to me.

What comes to mind when I think back to 17? I think back to the joys of meeting with friends from all over town and having to be back before the streetlights came on. How bike rides seemed like forever when traveling around the small town. The wind running its cool fingers through my hair, the one time I could think and be myself was on that bike. In that very moment I had nothing to worry about. But the dreaded moment came when I would have to head home. Face whatever had happened or was going to happen for the rest of the night.

I think back to the fights I would get into with my parents. How I always wanted to be a “street” kid and live with friends. But the responsibility of being there for my siblings took more from my childhood than anything. I think back to the times my dad would get so mad and his voice and character would change. Many times plates would go flying at dinner. In one particular fight, I remember spaghetti plates being thrown against the wall. Watching the noodles slink down the wall like the old sticky hands you’d win at the arcade. I remember the nights of rolling blankets out on the floor and my siblings sleeping in the “girls” room as I sat on the staircase listening. Listening to the footsteps below and the way they sounded on the cold grey tiles, all the while holding the metal end of the vacuum cleaner in case a split decision needed to be made.

One would think these are the secrets that hide in the closet and stayed in the house. But things like this would happen on vacation. I remember many things about the vacations we would take. We would take the Camper or RV to visit my grandfather. Sometimes if we were luckily we would stay at his cottage. I remember nights at the cottage that mom and dad would be fighting. They’d go outside thinking the world was asleep but in actuality one of the four children stayed up, just in case. Maybe thats why I find such peace in the night now. I remember looking up at the moon and wishing for the quiet to find the cottage. Almost like looking for the Blue Fairy in Pinocchio, but wishing we could enjoy one summer with no fighting.

Summer was always us on the move. My parents always wanted to go see some museum or landmark so we could talk about it in school. But looking back at my memories, I dont remember them. I remember being there and being able to say “i’ve been there!” But the memories must have faded or maybe there are other things blocking it.

The last vacation we ever took as a family was the car accident that I still have nightmares today about. No one knows the effect of watching someone you look up at walk away from a situation that is terrifying. Or the pain that even years later you buried deep and in the depths of the night keeps you awake.

I remember this night as clear as day. Mom was driving and had a bag of chocolate donuts. She had the radio on and kept reaching into that bag as if they were the best donuts in the world. Dad was in the passenger seat asleep. We were in a GMC truck and my sister and I were asleep on the bench seat. My youngest brother was in a car seat and my other brother was laying across the floor. The trucks were zooming past us in the fast lane and the truck would shift cuz of the wind and the camper. I remember my dad muttering something. Then almost like in slow motion I watched my father reach over, grab the steering wheel and jar it. I remember my mom screaming and everything going black. I remember waking up to my mom trying to wake me up from the driver seat. She had blood all across her face and there was glass everywhere. I remember sitting up and my head hurting and I looked around at what happened. We were in some field and my father, the police officer, was 50-75 yards away from the car in the headlights. Then everything going black. I remember waking up and someone lady (mom calls her the angel) pulling off and asking if we needed help. I remember getting in the car but then nothing else. I dont remember who was in that car or if my parents were there.

Now you are probably wondering, does this all really matter? Havent you moved past it?

I thought I had.

But again as I reflect back on 31 years, I realize I made my personality, at this moment, all about my family. Putting on the show to make sure that no one knew things were wrong. No one knew that my family was hurting. I learned to bury my true emotions and pretend everything is fine. Yet the child in me who witnessed all this, is screaming. She’s screaming because she was forced to grow up. As many times as she thought about suicide or hurting herself so her parents would pay some sort of attention, she is screaming.

I remember going to a birthday party and we had gone to the movies. When we returned I was picked up and brought straight to the house where there were cops. I remember being confused because I had such a nice time out. To finding out later that dad had beat the shit out of mom. I dont remember anything else from that day. I just remember one day before heading to high school my mother made me listen to the recording of my dad beating her. Her idea was that then I would understand that men could not be trusted and they may say they love you but they dont mean it. I remember listening to the 45 minutes of recording and going to high school as if nothing happened. I can’t remember the feelings of that day or what happened. I must have blocked those days out. But I do remember telling myself I needed to protect my mother.

Again, why dont I move on from this? Cuz the high schooler is screaming. She wanted to be a normal teenager and couldn’t. I had a helicopter mother who kept us busy with church if I wasn’t busy with school. I remember that is when my mom became more involved with the church. She was staying away from home and would be at church. Again, the high school me screams because I remember there being times I needed to be picked up and I would sit for HOURS waiting for her or for the activity bus. I dont blame my mother. I just wish my parents would have gotten help.

Now here we are, fast forward to tonight. Its 12:30 at night and my father just texts me now Happy Birthday. My mother and I arent talking because she thinks I stole stuff from her. Is this where I wanted to be at 31? Is this the life that high school me, little me or even my 20’s me thought I’d be at? No. The pain of these memories are just like ripping a bandage of a cut that hasnt healed. Maybe, I just need to get help. That’s why I’m where I’m at because I chose to be comfortable. I was so afraid of being alone for the rest of my life that I chose comfortability.

So, I sit here… on my 31st birthday with tears running down my face wondering where could I have changed the path I was on. At what point did the Adjustment Bureau put me on this path that now I wish would change. Cuz here I sit on my 31st birthday, wishing for change. Rebelling and ready to start living my 20’s in my 30’s. Married to someone who I dont think understands me, but doesnt like who I am becoming. I dont’t even know who I am becoming. I’m not even close to the person I was at 17. Which I guess, is a good thing?

Edit: Then again, do I want people to become close to me? Or do I push them away because the puzzle of my life is tossed in with many other 1,000 piece puzzles and it isn’t worth trying to separate the pieces. Or am I just afraid no one will understand me and jump to conclusions. No, the adult me is stuck protecting the little girl, the teenager, and the adult and putting a smile on everyday. Even though everyone is screaming and I can’t find the light switch to turn the lights off so we can sleep.