#like wtf…. but this past week has been ??? not great

[1dkreally]

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[revasserium]

I swear every time I read one of your fics I legit start hyperventilating, kicking my feet- going into cardiac arrest occasionally.

Anyway, I just wanted to say I love your writing and please have a good day and don’t overwork yourself ❤️

sldkfjowied thank you <3 it rly does mean a lot u__u i know i haven’t been posting much lately but i promise i haven’t left!! i’m still here and reading ur messages/replies/reblog tags really does make my day! <3 you have a good day too darling!

[ahgasegotarmy116]

It's Hard to Believe | Jungkook One Shot

Summary: Getting pregnant with your best friend's baby definetly wasn't a part of the plan... Pairing: f!Reader x Jungkook (fwb, f2l) Word Count: 2.7k Warnings: A tiny bit of explicit and suggestive language but nothing crazy a/n: This is something I started writing at like midnight and it's kinda shit but I thought I might as well post it since I haven't posted in a while (Like five days short of a month wtf?!?!? How has it been that long?!?!) (I just barely checked rn lmao my bad 🥲) p.s. I kinda wanna do a full on series on a concept like this but it'll be different and less fluffy but that won't be happening for a long ass time but yeah lol Requested by a lovely anon 💜

"How am I supposed to tell him?" I ask my friend Sam for the millionth time since I found out. "Y/n just tell him. You guys have been friends for how long?" she asks and it's like I'm having deja vu from both of our responses. "Like ten years" I mumble and pull my sweatshirt sleeves down over my hands in an effort to stop my nervous fiddling but it only makes it worse. 

"Right and you guys have been messing around with each other for over a year now, maybe even more...I don't wanna know" she says while holding her hand up in a way to assure me that she doesn't need the details. "Just tell him. If he's as great of a guy as you keep on telling me he is then I promise everything will be okay" she says and places a hand on my shoulder before she gets up off my couch. 

"Where are you going?" I ask while she shrugs on her jacket. "Didn't you say he's supposed to be here around five?" she asks and I nod my head, checking the clock and seeing that it's already 4:30. 

"Yeah...are you sure you don't wanna stay and say hi?" I ask and she glares at me. "Let me know what his response is to that bun in the oven and then we'll talk. I wanna figure out if he's an asshole or not before I decide to waste anytime on him" she says while lacing up her shoes. 

"Promise me you'll tell him tonight?" she asks and lifts up her hood, getting ready to shield herself from the pouring rain outside. I nod my head reluctantly, that being way more progress than I've made for the past few weeks since I found out. "I promise" I utter under my breath and she smiles, pulling me in for a bone crushing hug. 

"Text me if you need me" she says, worried for what might happen but hoping for the best. "I will...thanks" I whisper and she nods her head before walking out of my door and turning slightly and waving to offer me one last farewell.

I close the door after I see her get into her car and lean my back up against it, steadying myself for a second and taking deep breaths, trying to stop my racing heartbeat before pushing off of it and tidying up before Jungkook gets here to distract myself. 

Sam has been the only one I've been able to count on and honestly the only person I can trust since I haven't told anyone else. She was the one I called when I missed my period and she's the one who brought me a pregnancy test...and then when out and bought me ten more because I couldn't actually grasp the concept that I was pregnant...am pregnant.

Jungkook and I have always been careful and taken all the necessary steps to keep this from happening but I guess we got careless this time. 

Through out this whole arrangement we've made it very clear to each other that we're not sleeping with anyone else but neither of us are looking for any sort of commitment either so that's why this has gone on for so long. 

Like it or not though we're going to be committed to each other in one way or another no matter what because I'm keeping this baby. No matter what he says I'm keeping them. 

Jungkook is my best friend, the one person who has been there for me through everything. He's seen me at all of my highest highs and especially at my lowest lows and no matter what he's never made me feel shitty about it. I know he's not the kind of guy that'll turn on you because of something like this but I can't help but still feel terrified. 

This wasn't supposed to happen but even if this child wasn't made with love from his side...it was made with love from mine. 

I don't know how long it's been since I fell in love with him but I know I shouldn't have said yes to this whole fuck buddy ordeal. I just couldn't stand the thought of him being with someone else so when he offered up the idea I said yes.

I figured that if this was a way to prevent him from getting his heart broken by all those sorry excuses of girlfriends he's had in the past then I guess I'll be okay with breaking mine.

He's been acting different lately though. He's been a lot touchier, asking to come over more often, going out of his way to help me with things, offering to feed me all the time and all of it is making me feel like he already knows. 

Does he know? Have I started showing already? I haven't really noticed a difference in my body yet but he looks at me naked a lot more often than I pay attention to myself naked so I mean I guess he could've noticed right? 

Only one way to find out though...

A half an hour later I hear him take out his keys and unlock my door and soon I'm greeted with a smile that tugs at my heartstrings. 

"Hi baby" he says, using that pet name he's become very fond of since this whole ordeal started. The sound of it after finding out I'm pregnant with his baby has made me a little uncomfortable though since I haven't told him yet. 

Don't get me wrong I love it when he calls me that but I can't help but think that if this goes south that he won't ever call me that again. 

Maybe the hormones have started to scramble my brain already because those uncomfortable feelings are quickly thrown away when I take in the sight of him after he shrugs off his rain coat. A simple black baggy hoodie and jeans engulf his form and the comfy sight just makes me want to curl up in bed with him and forget about everything and everyone.

Just him and I, it's always been him and I. I just don't know if this little one is going to change things. 

I place a hand on my stomach for a second as a way to gain some strength from my itty bitty baby before finally working up the courage to greet him.

"Hi" I greet him softly, walking over to where he's stopped to take off his shoes and when he looks back up at me he smiles again and kisses me. I sigh into it, savoring it for just a little bit longer and when it finally breaks he looks down at me with concern now written all over his face. 

"Are you okay?" he asks, sensing that something's off right away from the just the small change in the way I kissed him. I hesitate for a second then simply hold out my hand for him to take and he does, following behind me as I lead him over to my couch. 

Getting this over with sooner rather than later is my best option right now so there's no reason to delay. 

He needs to know, he deserves to know.

We sit there in silence, longer than he would like us to since I can tell how tense his body has gotten in a matter of minutes. "Y/n you're scaring me" he whispers, not wanting to pressure me but relaying his feelings. 

I take a couple more deep breaths before finally starting. "I need you to listen to me and I need you to please not speak until I'm finished" I say while looking down at my lap, not being able to meet his eyes. 

He murmurs a soft 'okay' and waits for me to continue, taking one of my hands and placing it in his lap. He needs some form of physical contact to keep him grounded since he's not too sure what to expect and I let him, knowing I need some reassurance too. 

Even if I don't know what his reaction is gonna be, in this moment I need it more than ever.

"I guess there's really no right way to go about saying this because this wasn't supposed to happen so I'm just gonna come out and say it..." I start off and he squeezes my hand, encouraging me to keep going. 

"I missed my period...over a month ago...and I haven't had it since then" I say and finally look up at him where he has an unsure expression. It's not one that mad or disappointed with what I've said thus far which is a good thing but more like he's trying hard to hold himself back so he can keep that promise. 

His hold on my hand hasn't loosened, in fact it's gotten even tighter and that gives me hope that we'll work this out so I take another deep breath before continuing. 

"I tried to kid myself into thinking that it was late but when another week passed by I got nervous. I asked Sam to get me a test and it came out positive. I didn't believe it and thought it was a false positive and so to ease my mind she went a bought ten more from a bunch of different brands and...all of them came out positive" I say and he still looks at me with that same expression, waiting for me to give him the okay to speak and so I do. 

"How long have you known?" are the first words out of his mouth and although they're not negative they aren't necessarily positive either. "About a month now" I say and he nods his head, taking another second or two to formulate what he's gonna say next. 

"I'll support you no matter what you decide" he says and I let out a breath I didn't even know I had been holding in. "I wanna keep it" I say and he nods his head and smiles softly at first and then as the seconds go by it gets wider and wider making my heart beat faster. 

"Am I allowed to get excited now?" he whispers and I can't help but chuckle as tears start to prickle my eyes and give him a nod. "You're excited?" I say, my whole being slowly overcome with emotion. 

"How could I not be?" he scoffs playfully but that answer has me confused. "But Jungkook we're not together. I mean we're not in a relationship, we're just friends" I explain and there's a playful glint in his eyes after I say that that's making me even more nervous.

"You wanna know what I thought you were gonna tell me?" he offers up, slightly changing topics but I look at him in a ways to urge him to continue. "I thought you were gonna break up with me" he says and I smile, "Jungkook we're not together. How could I break up with you?" I chuckle in disbelief. 

"Correction, I thought you were gonna break up with me before I even got the chance to ask you to be my girlfriend" he says with a grin and my jaw drops, the dots all connecting as to why he's been acting so different lately. "You were gonna ask me to be your girlfriend?" I utter quietly as if we were in a crowed room and I had a secret for just the two of us.

"I had actually planned on asking you tonight" he explains, walking over to where he had placed his backpack on the floor, taking out a bouquet of slightly squished flowers. "Sorry they're all beat up. I forgot and rode my bike over here so I didn't really have any other option but to put them in there" he says almost as if he was nervous, rubbing the back of his neck and it's then that I notice how pink his ears have gotten. 

He is nervous

I take them from him and smile, waiting for him to say it but he simply stands there and admires me and I can't help but laugh. "What so funny? I told you what happened to them" he utters through pouty lips which only makes me laugh more. "No, no it's not the flowers it's just that...don't you have something to say?" I ask, calming down my chuckles and when he looks at me with the same confused expression I have to try my hardest to keep the laughter at bay. 

"Do you have something you would like to ask me Jungkook" I rephrase it and after a second his lips go from a pout to the shape of an 'O' as he's figured it out. "Oh um, yeah, right. Well I um" he starts off, rubbing the back of his neck again while stuttering and trying to find the words and after struggling for a second I decide to poke fun at him again. 

"Jungkook I am literally carrying your child and you're too afraid to ask me to be your girlfriend?" I laugh, giving him a slight reality check which he scoffs at before responding. 

"I was trying to remember what I had rehearsed to say to you but now that you're being a little brat I guess you'll never get to know all the nice things I was gonna say" he retorts, his voice suddenly taking on a darker tone that sends a shiver through my body and he smirks when he sees my reaction to it. 

He cups my face and rubs his thumb along my bottom lip, making them part and he leans in as if he was going to kiss me but stops just shy of my lips. "Will you be my girlfriend?" he whispers, nudging his nose against mine and making me smile. 

"I'll have to think about that" I play coy with him which he chuckles at. "You know if you weren't pregnant right now I would have thrown you over my lap for that smart mouth" he warns and I smile before leaning in and kissing him for just a second before pulling back. 

"Yes I'll be your girlfriend" I say and nudge my nose against his as well and before I can register it my back is on the couch and his lips are pressed against mine, the kiss not rushed but full of so many words that have yet to be said and he gives in, not being able to hold it in anymore.

"I love you" he says, pulling back and looking down at me to see my expression which is completely dumbfounded to say the least. "You what?" I ask and he chuckles, "Is it really that hard to believe?" he points out and I guess now that I think about it it really isn't.

"I guess we've both been in love with each other for a while now huh?" I smile and his eyes light up at my round about confession. "Say it" he says, and I can feel my cheeks heating up. I hadn't planned on actually saying those three words to him even though I've felt them for so long but I don't want to hold them back anymore. 

"I love you" I whisper and he smiles, "Say it again" he repeats, clearly not believing it just yet. "I love you Jungkook" I say and the little switch up with attaching his name to the end darkens his gaze. "I guess there's not chance in me getting you pregnant a second time right now huh?" he asks, sliding his hand up my thigh and I giggle. 

"No I think that's pretty much impossible but the odds are never zero" I say and he rolls his eyes. "I'm trying to tell you that I wanna hit it raw" he states the obvious while rolling his eyes. "I know I know...and the answer is yes Daddy" I tease, testing to see how that word affects him now that he knows.

He tongues his cheek at that making me bite my lip, knowing that's gonna be even more of a trigger word for him from now on. "Daddy huh? Well I guess that title is a little more fitting now isn't it?" 

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[secretlyanimmortal]

Yan! Classmate

> tiny note: would swearing count as a warning? it's prtty light too > ~ ms. Chari

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> Remember your first day in middle school? First impressions to new classmates are important! People always said that you give respect to be respected so you waved to your new classmates with a smile. But didn't you know you've sealed your fate the day you walked into that classroom?

> You were so sweet to everyone! Giving free notes you had, sharing stories to relate to people, and even talking to the quiet kids during break so they wouldn't feel left out! > That's at least how you've met him, scribbling on his notebook with stanzas and counting the syllables to his poems. You helped him find a friend group too, joining the literature club, and even making hangouts for you and his friends. > You've even helped in his homeworks and quizzes and he grew in popularity. The school basically knew you guys as a duo till high school. The tight-knit friend duo. > Yeah, but it's high school- what do you think was gonna happen? purely platonic???

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> "Just a friend"? Yeah right! Have you seen how his voice is more gentle when you're near? or how his eyes look at you softer than any other person he's met? You were cute too > It all changed when this one guy- wait how did he get your details? did you like this stranger? he isn't even from our school! why would you even interact with a weirdo-

> He's being distant from you, weird. Hey, at least he has a friend group he talks to, right? Even the teachers were asking you where your best friend was at this point, maybe he's just having a hard day. or week, or month.

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> You felt eyes staring directly into your soul, maybe you did something wrong? Seen after seen message- you felt incomplete without your buddy. > No worries! you have many friends- why are they ignoring you too- what's with the whispering when you walk? the peering eyes and the scowls on their faces when you smile past- this is getting too out of hand > One day, you were chatting with the guy that got your number, when your best friend classmate texted you. > Heyo dudez! whats up? > is it true? > wahts tru? > that you've been sharing school secrets to another school? > wtf NO!!!! whu would sy that??? > nothing, it's just that ur probably gonna get reported next week to the principal > wait who said that i was sharing anything?

> Hello??? dude.... is that why everyone is ignoring me?

> ??? hellO??!?!??#

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> Turns out, you've been the perfect victim to be framed of sharing private school information since you've been talking to that guy from another school. > You beg the principal, showing all of your messages even, yet they didn't believe you. Who would be this good at knowing how you chat? Why would anyone want you to be suspended anyways? > Great, now you're forced into your room, crying with your knees to your chest. Your parents didn't even care anymore- they just said you were grounded (they didn't even take your phone). > It's fine, you can talk to- wait why was he ignoring your calls? maybe he was having a festival at his school or a- > Oh he blocked you... > Well- now your alone. Stuck in your room for two weeks, your social life and battery completely destroyed, and your reputation ruined. > DING! > Yo are ya doing okay? heard u were suspended. > I can stay with u if you're not doing okay, u can vent to me

꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ > hhhhhhhgggggg should i even make a prt 2 for this? i haven't finished prt 2 for my yan!rival yet > rlly sry every1!!! im too busy Q-Q > ty for reading!! > ms. Chari out!

[luminouslywriting]

How do you think the guys would react when one of their friends starts dating their sister? Like maybe she read in a letter that their buddy wasn’t getting any and decided to take matters into her own hands and strike up a pen pal-ship with them that becomes serious…

Imagine coming home from war and your baby sister runs straight past you to jump your buddy who she can’t possibly know

DeMarco?? As a brother? And Brady? As a lover?? I can see it now. LISTEN, I have thoughts under the cut, so buckle up kiddos haha! Reminder that my requests are definitely open and I don't mind spam :)

Cut for length, more under the cut, some light occasional spice haha:

-It doesn't mean to happen??? Like actually though?? Benny mentions in one of his letters home that a friend of his does not have a girlfriend and is feeling a little lonely at times

-And you, being the angel that you are, just take matters into your own hands

-So imagine Brady's surprise the week before he goes down in the Stalag to receiving a letter signed Y/N DeMarco

-There he is, going about his day, trying to get training in, and just minding his own business, and mail call comes and he has a letter?? He doesn't recognize the return address and he's a little baffled. But he's not about to turn down mail.

-So he opens it up and starts reading and it's this very sweet letter explaining that your brother mentioned he had a friend who didn't have anyone writing him and you were just going to fix that for Brady :)

-John Brady is many things—including flattered—but he's also like WTF?? Like where did this person come from, how old are you (is this allowed lol), and maybe it'll be nice to have a friend??

-So he writes you a letter back with these questions included and he fully means to mention it to DeMarco

-It's just that DeMarco goes down on a mission with Gale Cleven and there's nothing he can do about that

-And then HE goes down on a mission with Bucky Egan

-He honestly forgets all about it until letters to the Stalag start to arrive

-The thing about this entire situation is that he likes having a little something to himself? It's hard to get privacy and anything that's really 'yours' in the Stalag, and so these letters become an escape and a safe place for him

-He relies on your good humor and stories to get him through the day and all the while, he's falling in love with the person that you are without ever having seen you

-And it's the exact same situation for you

-Brady isn't stupid though, he burns all of the letters that you send him so that the Germans can't use anything against him when it comes to you

-So by the time that they switch Stalags again and again and he hasn't gotten a letter in months, he's already decided that he's in love with you and is going to ask you to marry him

-The only problem in this foolproof little plan of his is a short king with a dog named Benny DeMarco who will be absolutely furious about the turn of events that he has not been clued in on for over a year and a half

-So he figures that it's probably best to just....not mention anything until he sees you??

-LOL SIR NO

-But anyways, the war ends and the boys get to go home

-And Benny DeMarco is having a GREAT day. He's ready to see his family, his beloved little sister, eat some good chow, and sleep in an actual bed.

-He's fully prepared for the tears on the train platform and everything else

-What he's not prepared for is to see you run PAST him and jump into the arms of none other than Captain John Brady

^Actual footage of Benny DeMarco, seconds after seeing you and Brady kissing at the train station^

-So yes, he's baffled, bamboozled, shocked, dismayed, BETRAYED and majorly confused

-But after a whole sit down conversation about the letters and everything, he's super jazzed to be getting Brady as a brother in law and he's actually pretty happy about the whole thing

-But he absolutely turns to the younger siblings that you both have and warns them to never do something like this lol

-And yes, there may have been a fist fight that you heard about later between Brady and DeMarco, but it was never really that serious....just a protective older brother making sure Brady was good enough for you lol

[dragonindigo245]

I took a break from Sky for quite some time. I stopped playing early in Season of Passage and got back into it this week. I've experienced a great amount of culture shock.

First and foremost, God damn it they did cackling canoneer as a traveling spirit when I was gone? That guy has two of my favorite cosmetics. Wait... no they didn't? What's a returning spirit? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY ARE LETTING US HAVE EXTENDED VISITS OF MULTIPLE SPIRITS AT ONCE?

Why is the Cresent Oasis so empty? And why are all the quests minus the last boring? Why do all of the ultimate gifts for Nine Colored Deer suck? At least in seasons past the Ultimate Gifts were mid at worst. The hair and cape are kinda shit tho. If I had been around to buy the season pass I wouldn't have. That's actually just sad what they have.

I'm glad they finally redid the starting area as Aviary Village but... why does it suck so bad? Why is the tutorial so long and why do you spawn so far from the portals? Also wtf why is Home broken? Half the time the constellations don't work properly there. We don't even get traveling spirits here anymore??? Why don't we just have them in both Home and Aviary Village?

The new Days of Bloom cape looks like a lettuce leaf hah- WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY HAVE EVENT CURRENCY NOW??? Why can you get barely anything per day???

As a Rhythm moth I have seen the game change many times. I think this has definitely been the biggest sucker punch I've gotten though.

That said, I'm not opposed to what's changed. I like having event currency (it's stupidly low amounts per day tho, that needs fixed) and I LOVE the returning spirits.

That said, I think Nine Colored Deer was one of the worst seasons I've played. I have not been more bored by a season ever. Also, it's stupid that Home no longer has traveling spirits and that they didn't bug fix the constellations in the patch they just released. It's fine you want players to lean towards Aviary Village but let the ogs keep their thing too?

Anyway, that's the rambles of a veteran player done and over with.

[demvalhaken]

Heyyyyyyyyy~

I decided to make Satan more brown and not your stereotypical kinda guy. Also, I need a Lucifer design because right now we have purple/pink goober

I’ve been kinda hit with the sickness of artblock again because of how many things I need to design but don’t want to

I imagine Satan and Lucifer being rivals, but that’s just me

I don’t why but I kinda tried to make Lucifer look like the sky of Pride, which is purple at night and blue at day. Completely unrelated but at night there’s three bright glowing stars and at day, four stars. This is from the Purgatory of The Divine Comedy. They represent the cardinal and spiritual virtues! I think that’s really cool, because if I ever do make a purgatory, the stars will be shining from there into Pride and maybe Treachery. In the actual story, Dante goes from Treachery and into Purgatory, but Purgatory is one step closer to Heaven and Pride is the highest ring of Hell. So just picture that in your head if you can.

Hehe, Bael’s mother. Her name is so hard to pronounce, it’s great on paper though. Curse you Alrofes. I’m not even gonna reveal wtf she is because that’s for future Dem to decide.

Not much to say about her other than she’s protected by Satan because if anyone knew what she was, she would be killed on sight. You can make assumptions on what she is because she’s literally a freak of nature (With love)

I didn’t colour her eyes like Alrofes’s because it just didn’t look right. Also she now has finger glove markings because I thought it was really cool and it started as a little headcannon on what her hands could look like. I ate with her design btw! I don’t know what past Dem was on, but she cooked a 3 Michelin star meal and got a 20/10 by Gordon Ramsay himself. Okay, I’m joking. She’s such a silly goober who has 0 social skills, she was homeschooled. Why is King Bael of the Ars Goetia a woman, I don’t fucking know!!! It’s been like this for absolutely no reason!!! I need to learn how to stop making ocs that are woman and draw an actual man for once, damn

My dinner, the tape is holding back the entire universe

Okay bye I need to stfu before I start geeking and tweaking

Eat this up and stay a menace to society, I have like one week and six days before I go back to school and I need to see some actual people in my life.

Look out ladies, here comes Dem!!!

Edit: Guess who’s getting her school shit done, we bouta be back in Hell fr

[silvyysthings]

Where to start with the recent episode of Deux. What was super strange was how his publicist contacted her directly for the First Time Ever but didn’t say the rumor isn’t true or defend his character instead one of his publicists whether it was Jessica or Nicole chose to say “they had not been Notified of any career damaging information? WTF. They also were ok to leave this potentially “damaging” rumor to circulate everywhere for an entire week and not address it immediately themselves which was odd considering how many times and how quickly and aggressively Brian has done so in the past. For example one of his team recently dispelled the “back to the Future” casting rumor within hours of it coming out but allowed this salacious rumor a full week to circulate? What the f was really going on BTS last week? His team who supposedly fine with leaving it up to Deux the account who posted multiple posts about said rumor to vaguely clear it up a whole week later?….Here is part of what was said on the episode between Deux and her co host….Deux started “ I did speak to Timothee’s publicist who wanted to set the record straight and say THEY HAVE NOT BEEN NOTIFIED of any sort of career damaging information that they are trying to keep under wraps”. I want to say this. I don’t think it was maliciously started out of thin air. I do want to say this. I don’t know how it was started. That’s why the information was so vague but I do want to state I don’t think it was maliciously stated out of thin air. IT WASN’T STARTED BY A FAN. We don’t know how these things happen. PUBLICISTS and STYLISTS and AGENTS and MANAGERS are the BIGGEST FUCKING GOSSIPS. So you know that whole world… right Lau?.. who is her co host and answered back to Deux “I agree. I totally agree. But my question is WOULD HIS PUBLICIST BE FORTHCOMING IF THERE WAS SOMETHING LIKE THAT WAS GOING TO COME OUT? then Deux said “ I don’t know that’s a great question. I don’t know?…. She said anyway that’s a wrap on that”…. Well if you say so Deux? So the takeaway was an Industry person started rumor NOT a fan and the person WAS NOT anonymous to Deux who she thought was credible after vetting their account. As a fan it makes you question if he needs a new team and what the hell is currently going on BTS. A whole week this was left. Really??

I don't know because I don't listen to dm podcast 🤢 bit I highly doubt Tim 's team is calling dm for non verified scandals and bullshits but for sure one thing : he needs a new team in my modest opinion

[mightbeorphanedidk]

So I realise I've never really explored Alastor and Lucifer's relationship. The platonic kind.

Like look at these two, putting aside their rivalry, and tell me they wouldn't gossip together like no tomorrow

The moment i saw this frame i knew there was gossip buddy potential. Look at them. You got straight up bitchy "She’s such a rat" stare and the condescending "I haven't seen an outfit like that since the great depression and i think it just gave me depression" eyebrow quirk. They’re gossip buddies. If they didn't hate each other.

Maybe I'm delusional, but let me be delusional in peace.

For the past few weeks I've been wanting to write a fic about it. I soon realised "wait a minute wtf is stopping me" hence why I made this post

To announce

*drumroll 🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁*

I'll be writing a fic about it yayyy

No title yet, and it’s still in it’s basic drafts. In fact, I've written the second chapter already, but not the first. Uhh, my excuse? I was feeling a lil bit silly. Anger and sadness are very strong motivators. How long will this take? Maybe a day. Maybe two. Maybe a month. Hell if I know.

Anywho there's your update folks be ready! It has angst! Because why wouldn't it??

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Favourite screenshots from the song: (IM MAD NO ONE REALISED ALASTOR LITERALLY USED HIS HIPS TO KICK LUCIFER OUT OF FRAME ITS SO FUNNY)

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[bakugo-dee]

WTF

Bakugo x Kirishima x Reader (female)

Warning: Some cursing

“What do you mean I am being benched?” you yelled at the Commissioner as you paced around the room. “I am the top Hero here, Tsukauchi! Why the heck would you do this to me? Besides, you know you need me for the next mission!?” “We received intel on current situations that threaten your safety. It seems that you are being targeted by the League of Villains (LV) and your recent run-in with Dabi has all agencies on high alert.” Tsukauchi sat behind his desk rubbing his temples as if trying to relieve a headache. “OH?! (you exclaimed, stopping in your tracks) All agencies huh?” “Yes. All agencies.” You crossed your arms and gave him a side glance “So…which one gave you the intel?” “Dynamight’s.” “Dynamight?!” you slammed your hands on his desk “Y…yes.” You knew better than to be taking your frustration out on the man in front of you. This turn of events wasn’t his doing after all. He was just following protocol. You pinched the bridge of your nose in frustration and softly sighed “I see.” You turned to exit the Commissioner’s office “(Y/H/N)…wh…where are you going? This is only temporary. At least until we can figure out why the League is after you.” “You already know why. And don’t worry,  I’ll be back. Right after I set HIS ass on FIRE!!!!” With a confused look on his face, Tsukauchi watched as you let the door slam behind you “His ass? She doesn’t mean Dynamight’s…does she?” 

No one at Hero Public Safety Commision (HPSC) knew of your current relationship with the #2 Hero Dynamight and the #8 Hero Red Riot. Due to your line of work, it was safer this way. Heck, other than Naomasa Tsukauchi, who had recently been elected President of the HPSC, no one even knew your true identity. The saddest part out of all this secrecy was that not even your own boyfriends knew just how powerful you were. 

Your telekinesis quirk had manifested at an early age and it quickly caught the attention of the HPSC. Your quirk not only allowed you to move objects, but you could also manipulate matter at will. Your limitation was your own imagination. The HPSC approached your family with an offer to have you trained as a member of an elite group of heroes but you would need to keep your abilities a secret. You were allowed to attend UA as part of the General Studies course and that’s where you met the boys.    

“UGH! DAMN YOU KATSUKI! Why the heck aren’t you answering your phone?” You threw your cell phone over to the passenger seat of your SUV. All your calls kept going to voicemail and he wasn’t reading any of your text messages. The staff at his agency wouldn’t tell you where he was, only that he wasn’t available. This of course was standard procedure. They don’t know your Dynamight’s girlfriend and as far as they’re concerned you could be a villain plotting to attack the #2 Hero. 

Your heart was racing with anger as you pulled up to the front gate and saw thier cars parked in the driveway. Trying to keep your calm, you think back to the day on the lake when the three of you confessed your feelings for each other. How the heck do 3 best friends fall in love with one another. The thought still baffled you but the past year had been so amazing and now here you were sharing a home with them. Even though you had some reservation at first. Things had been going great up until 2 weeks ago when you were approached by the notorious villain, Dabi. 

Your undercover job at the Hero Commission was working in the PR Department. You were at a mall signing with some sidekicks and that’s where Dabi saw you. He was scoping the scene to gain intel for the LV and took a liking to you. He had no clue who you were, much less that you were a Secret Agent for the HPSC or in a relationship with the #2 and #8 Heroes. He managed to corner you behind the stage and struck up a conversation. Before you knew it he was trying to recruit you into the League of Villains and then tried kidnapping you when you refused. After a brief scuffle which led to a fight between him and the present Heroes, he escaped and you managed to walk away with only a few minor burns. However, the whole ordeal freaked out your overprotective boyfriends and for the past few weeks they have been pushing you to quit your job and stay home where they could keep you safe. Their lack of faith in your abilities has made you bitter towards them but then how could you blame them, they don’t know what you’re capable of.  

You rush into the house and are quickly greeted by Kirishima hugging you. “Hey baby! You’re home early. Wha…what are you wearing?” In your rush to get home to confront Katsuki you forgot to change out of your hero costume. “Ummm…Nevermind that…where is HE?!?!” “Bakugo?” “YES! Bakugo! Where the HELL is he?!” “Baby are you ok? You seem a little agitated.” “OH! I seem a little agitated. I am way passed agitated! Where the FUCK is he RED?!” “Ummm…baby??” You push a stunned Kirishima aside and head to the outdoor training facility. He chased after you, but to his surprise you were so much faster than him. At this point you are so angry that you are no longer in control of your quirk and flames start to spread all over your body.     

You smash the doors to the training facility “BAKUGO KATSUKI!!!!” You have now unleashed the full power of your quirk and are flying high engulfed in flames. Bakugo is staring at you in horror and disbelief. “Princess??? You…you…can fly? What the CRAP!?” You start shooting flames and hurling nearby objects at him simultaneously. “Baby Girl? What the…? Stop…you idiot.” He tries to dodge your attacks but one after another you land them all. You manage to pin him under a boulder, knocking him unconscious. “(Y/N)!!!!” Kirishima finally runs in “STOP!!!! What are you doing? You’re going to kill him!” and with those words you look down to where Katsuki is lying. The shock of what you have just done over takes you and you collapse to the ground in tears. “Katsuki? I…I…I’m sorry.” You lift the boulder off of him as Kirishima rushes to his side. 

“Is…is he ok?” “He’s unconscious. We need to get him to the hospital. He might have head trauma.” “What?” “Com’on.” Kirishima lifts him up in one swoop and the two of you rush to the car. You climb in the back seat of the truck and Kiri places Bakugo in your lab. “Katsuki…babe…I am so sorry. Please be ok. I didn’t mean to…” You say softly as your tears fall onto his face. “Baby…please…I am sorry. Please…I was just so angry.” “(Y/N), what the hell is going on? What was that? I’ve never seen you display that type of power before. Where did that come from?” “This is my power.” you reply with a heavy sigh and tears streaming down your face. “What?” “Kiri…please just get us to the hospital. I’ll explain everything later.” “Ok baby but…um…I am not going to lie…uh…I am pretty terrified of you right now.” “I’m pretty terrified of myself too. (you look down at Katsuki) Baby…can you hear me?” He opens his eyes slightly “Princess…you dumbass…what the heck was that?” “OH BABY! Shhhhh…don’t talk. We are taking you to the hospital. I am sooooo sorry.”

Once at the hospital, Bakugo is quickly taken in to see a healer. You and Kirishima are sitting across from each other in the waiting room. Normally he would be all over you in situations like this but after what he just witnessed, he’s been keeping his distance and you don’t blame him. Your phone rings “Hey. I am at the hospital. Can you come meet me here? Great. Thanks.” “Who was that?” “The Commissioner.” “What? Why is he calling you?” You don’t respond to Kirishima’s questions. The nurse walks in “He has been asking for you both. You can go in and see him now.” You walk in silence to his room. Kirishima walks in first. “Katsuki! Are you ok babe?” “Yeah…shity hair…I am fine. Where is (y/n)?” You step out from behind Kirishima. “Hey.” “Hey? Is that all you have to say to me?” He is angry but not as angry as you expect. “What the FUCK was that? Since when do you have that kind of power?” “I was angry at you. You had me benched.” “What? What do you mean I had you benched?” “Your agency. They called the HPSC and had me benched.” “Princess…you’re going to need to do some more explaining than that because I don’t have a fucking clue as to what you're talking about Dumbass and what the HECK are you wearing!” Just then, Naomasa Tsukauchi walks in. “(Y/H/N)?” “It’s ok, Tsukauchi. You can call me by my real name here.” Bakugo and Kirishima are both staring at you in confusion. “Um (y/n)…why is the Commissioner here and why did he just call you (Y/H/N)?” “Because that’s my Hero name.” Bakugo and Kirishima are both staring at you with a look of confusion “WHAT THE FUCK?!!!”

[thefoolwithin]

The past couple of days have been pretty great. Ever since M has gotten back on her meds, her flirtatiousness has amped up about 4-folds. I'm not complaining, by the way, I really enjoy it. She's also been wanting to increase the amount of time/days we've been hanging out via discord chat to multiple times a week and we are planning on watching A24's I Saw the TV Glow together. And on top of that, I've been giving her pet names and she seems to be taking it well. Normally if I say or do something she doesn't like, she tells me right away, so this is progress! :3 Also she even told me she wants to kiss me so uh yeah that's a thing! Obviously that's not going to happen any time soon as we are long distance, but yeah~

Edit: Apparently, she has decided to give me pet names, too! WTF! I wasn't expecting this. <333

[dollivication]

To 🦈 and 🌀: <33 thank you both, I'll be sure to treat your brains with care, only the best for them.

To Dollie ❤️: I've had sea shanties stuck in my head for the past week, do you have any pirate AUs in that lovely mind of yours?

ALSO I saw a Wesker mention from 🌀 and I'd have to say, despite not playing re5 (the ps3 controls are so tanky 😞) or re1, I'd gnaw on that man like a dog with a bone

SEA SHANTIES… i love drunken sailor (IT JUST GOES HARD I HAVE NO EXPLANATION LMFAO) and my jolly sailor bold so badly….

cw: violence, obsessive behaviors, mentioned non-con but nothing actually explicit

pirate aus…. fawk… headscratchh…. well i always liked the thought of laik.. childhood friends with leon; ur royalty, he’s a boy from a poor background. you guys were laik 2 peas in a pod! but ur parents (king and queen) strong advised that you stop talking to him! he’s a commoner after all. and you can’t rlly go against ur mom or dad :( so yu switch up and tell leon that you didn’t want him around you anymore, that he’s a peasant and you could never be friends with someone as dirty as him!

leon ofc is fucking HURTING. he doesn’t wanna believe that his bsf just suddenly started hating him?? he was literally so whipped by you, and now you’re just being a dick? that just wasn’t like you… but he did as you told him to and he stopped coming by. as the years passed, your head was filled more with royal concerns and you damn well near forgot about leon!

leon never forgot about you though. while you two spent those years apart, getting older, he became meaner. your words really got to him, because now? there was a threat to your people. a pirate captain and his crew, targeting the already small population of your kingdom. the king and queen were doing their best to ward them off, but what could rlly be done at that point?

your mom and dad, as mentioned before, weren’t all that kind to those with a lower status :/… leon had used this to his advantage and got together with all of those who had been wronged by the royal family. and that number was enough to hold off against literal soldiers like jfc…

of course, leon and his crew arrive and start fucking everything up. burning down houses, robberies, literal manslaughter. you could only watch as your mom and dad panic abt wtf to do. your dad’s men are dropping like flies, because pirates play dirty whilst knights play with honor. it’s a fucking bloody mess (◞‸◟)

it doesn’t take long before the pirates get to the actual castle. king and queen are quickly taken care of, now the only one left is you. but you aren’t hurt yet—held still by other pirates, yes, but you haven’t gotten stabbed like some unlucky people. and then u have the (not so) great pleasure of meeting the captain himself :3

leon’s mocking ur confused expression, jeering at how scared you look. considering you’ve completely fuckin forgot this guy you demand to know who he is—to which leon haaaappily reminds u abt the friendship you two used to have before you just poured it down the drain.

“you didn’t love then me because i was no one, but now, you’ll love me because i’m someone” is basically what he tells u. he was no longer poor, considering all the shit he’s robbed, and now that he actually has a reputation compared to his past self. and now that the people who told you to stay away from him are now gone, he was happily going to make up for lost time with you, whether you liked it or not.

JSJSJFGTHIS IS PROBABLY REALLY UHMM CLICHE, sososoery if u were hoping for something different jsjskdf..</3 i guess a summary would just be yan!childhood friend!pirate!leawn…. and i’d also like 2 add he’d probably non-con u… saur..

[justtwotired]

Ekkk oh my gosh Marauders prompts! Peter is my favorite would you mind if I make a request for him x female reader please? (I understand if you don't wanna write peter unfortunately for me not many people like him which I understand but I still love him)

Prompt 19. “Who are you?”

I'm not great with plots so if you wanna write it differently that's fine but I was thinking something along the lines of reader says the prompt to peter in an argument that they're having because peters behaviour has been a bit strange. and he's started saying things around her that indicate that he's sympathetic towards voldemorts cause. and that he thinks magic should be for magical born people not muggle borns and that maybe we'd all be safer off just listening to voldemort and then there wouldn't have to be a war and reader understands that he's just scared but at the same she's slightly sickened that he could even consider that and she's just like wtf

Omg, I really didn’t expect to get a Peter request at all, and then it turns out to be the first! Yes, ofc, I love young Peter sm haha. Really there aren’t enough Peter fanfics!

Now, I’ll get started for this one.

Warnings: a bit of angst, yelling, kissing, killing, happy ending.

It’s was June 1978 and it was the last week at Hogwarts, for some, this felt different than for others.

Everyone was excited for the summer, finally no homework! Though they where going to miss Hogwarts of course. Then you had the seventh years, they felt different, of course they where excited, they where going into the big wide world!

Yet for this same reason they where nervous, maybe a little scared. And if these seventh years where already nervous and scared, we are headed for the topic of the few Gryffindors that where all called to Dumbledores office one day.

They felt the same, excited, nervous, scared. But this was for a whole different reason, because they weren’t going to find a new job yet, no, they where going to fight in a seemingly never ending war.

But right now, they tried getting their minds of of that, as all the seventh year Gryffindors sat on the couch talking and laughing, bringing up memories from the past years.

Mary McDonald sat on a love seat where two people would easily fit, but she had refused to move and occupied the whole thing. Remus Lupin and Sirius Black sat on the ground by the fire, Sirius trailing figures over the scars on Remus’ hand.

James Potter and Lily Evans occupied a love seat together, the latter sitting on his lap as he sometimes bent down to kiss her temple lovingly. Marlene McKinnon sat on the ground with Dorcas Meadows behind her in an armchair, combing her long nails trough her girlfriends hair.

Dorcas surprisingly was not a Gryffindor but a Slytherin, yet they had known her since fourth year and the group had told Dumbledore that he could trust her to also join the order.

Then there where Peter Pettigrew and Y/n L/n who had stubbornly occupied the whole couch as she laid her head in his lap and he was softly trailing circles on her shoulders with his thumb.

It was starting to get late and Marlene and Dorcas where the first to leave, Marlene bringing Dorcas to her dorm and probably staying there.

It didn’t take long before Peter and Y/n where alone and she turned on his lap, so instead of laying on her side she laid on her back.

She smiled up at him and he bend down to softly kiss her lips.

“Are you scared of the war?” He asked her after a while. “Pete! I thought we promised not to talk about it tonight!” She said and he shrugged. “Yeah, but that was before everyone left.”

She sighed and moved her eyes to the ceiling of the common room. “Yes, a bit, but I am ready to do what I have to do to stop this.” She said determined. “You?” She asked and he sighed.

“I’ve been thinking.” He said softly. “We could just… be save and not join the order…” he said and she looked at him with a bewildered look. “I’m just saying, what if we’d join you-know-who? That would reassure more safety then the order.” He said and she got up and took a step back.

“Peter, I really hope your joking, because this isn’t funny.” She said with a horrified look in her eyes and he quickly got up. “No, love, you don’t understand. I just want you to be safe, I just can’t lose you.” He said and she shook her head.

“But that is not the way to do it, Peter.” She said harshly. “I’m even surprised you managed to think about that. Next thing you know you are agreeing with his believes.” Her voice started to grow louder. “Do you? Do you believe that muggleborns shouldn’t do magic and that they should be killed?” She asked with raised eyebrows.

“No! No of course no-” but he couldn’t finish his sentence. “Do you believe it’s completely fine to enter someone’s house and kill their entire family just because of their blood?” She continued and he put his hands over his ears shaking his head. “Do you-” she started again but this time he interrupted her and yelled.

“Yeah! Maybe!” He said and then clapped a hand over his mouth, obviously not having meant it. She took another step back. “Who are you?” She asked with a shaking voice. “Who are you and what have you done with my sweet Peter?” She croaked out.

“No, no I did not mean that! You where just freaking me out I wanted you to stop!” He looked at her bewildered. “I know, I know it was a stupid idea and I know we would never want to join him. I’m just so scared I will lose you.” He said as he met her eyes with tears in his eyes.

“You are the best thing. That’s ever happened to me. I- I’d just do anything for you, because I love you so much. Of course we aren’t joining him, but at least just stay neutral. Don’t join the war at all, we’re both pureblood, we’ll be safe- you’ll be safe!” He said and she shook her head.

“I’m sorry Pete, but right now, I just need some time.” She said before walking off, headed for her dorm.

They didn’t talk for a few days and of course their friends questioned what happened, but they didn’t say a thing.

Y/n started to think about Peters words. She, of course, understood he really hadn’t meant what he said, she felt happy he wanted her to be safe, but she just wanted him to understand they also had the protect those innocent people being killed, she wanted him to understand that they could make a difference.

On their last day, Y/n just came back from telling a few hufflepuff friends that where a year below her, goodbye. She walked trough and empty hallway, looking at her feet when she bumped into someone.

He grabbed her by her waist to stop her from falling and she met with Peters eyes. He steadied her and then took a step back. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I really am. And I understand if you want to just- break up and not talk to me ever again, but just know I really love you.” He said.

“Peter, i need you to understand that I really want to join the order, I know I am risking my life, but what will it matter when we can prevent it from killing other innocent people?” She asked and he let out a sigh.

“I do really understand that, love. And I of course won’t tell you what to do and I’ll be behind you in every decision you make.” He took a small step closer to her. “I would never join the other side and it’s just something stupid I said after a few drinks and a long day.” He shook his head.

“It’s fine, Peter, we’ll just forget about it.” She said. And just like that. They continued with their lives, they joined the order, stopped many death eaters and never joined the other side.

Yet, that thought of Peter, that one night where he said those horrible things always sat in the back of her head. Taunting her and not leaving her alone.

One night, she had convinced James, Sirius and Remus to visit Peter who was sick and couldn’t join their meeting. It had just ended and when she suggested it, the boys thought it a rather good idea.

They apparated a street away and walked to Peters house, there, at the front door, they heard voices. “No! No I won’t do it!” They heard Peter and they shared glances and stopped in their tracks. “But oh, dear Pettigrew. If you don’t, we’ll kill you, because what are you going to do, it’s three against one.” Another voice spoke.

“I don’t care! I will not join you! I will not go with you, I will not betray my friends!” His voice started to raise. “Fine then, we’ll kill that little girlfriend of yours.” Another unknown voice said.

“You don’t even know where to find her. She’s in hiding and I can tell her to stay there. You think I’m stupid? If I join you, I’ll have to eat her out anyway, you’ll kill her anyway, I will not do that.” He said angrily. “Kill me if you want, I’m not joining you.”

The four shared glances before silently sneaking to the house and when they turned to corner, Sirius had a finger against his lips to silence Peter and not announce their presence.

They got the three death eaters with a surprise attack and Remus send a partronus to Moody who could come collect them with a few other Aurora as they knew he had headed to the ministry after the meeting.

“Peter!” Y/n ran into his arms and hugged him tightly. “I’m so proud of you.” She said and he held her, kissing her cheek and whispering reassuring things in her ear.

Two years later, the word about the prophecy got out. The Potters went into hiding and Peter became their secret keeper after Sirius backed out at the last moment.

While the Potters where in hiding, Dumbledore found out about the Horcruxes and he sent people in missions to find them. He even asked the help of Pandora Lovegood, who wasn’t in the order, to talk with the grey lady, as she was the only one the lady would talk to.

That’s how they found the diadem easily. Y/n and Sirius where sent on a mission to Malfoy manor, where they used a poly juice potion to look like the Carrow twins who where currently captured and being questioned by the order, unbeknownst to Voldemort.

They roamed the manor and eventually found the Diary who had been trusted to Lucius. It was hidden in his room under a lose floorboard, nothing Sirius couldn’t find.

They easily destroyed it with fiendfyre, which didn’t go unnoticed by Voldemort as he grew weaker and demanded Lucius show him the book, which he didn’t have anymore.

With smirks they tried to hide, they had found out the next Horcrux was in Bellatrix’ vault at Gringotts. Y/n has managed to pickpocket the woman and get the key and then got to take one of her hairs.

Not telling anyone else, they went on a self appointed mission and managed to destroy Helga Hufflepuffs cup aswel.

They had proudly told their story to the order, some where mad, others proud and many where happy they where one step closer to defeating Voldemort.

“It’s only one more, seriously, what is it?” Sirius had groaned at a meeeting and Dumbledore was silent. “I do not know. But we still have the Carrow twins. I think it better if we sent you two undercover again and find out.” He said and the two agreed.

They had to sit trough meetings where they watched as Nagini killed people and everyone grinned as it happened.

“Im sick of that snake killing literally anything it can find.” Sirius had told her as the stalked trough the halls of Malfoy manor. “Careful, there it comes.” Y/n had grinned and Sirius clenched his wants as his knuckles became white.

“Avada Kedavra!” Just like that he killed the snake and Y/n’s eyes widened as she looked at him. “Sirius! Sirius what did you do!?” She panicked, but then, she saw the black smoke rising from the snake.

“It was her… she was the last Horcrux!” Y/n’s eyes widened. “We- we have to find him! We can kill him now!” She had said.

This had failed and they had quickly apparated away when it was found they where not the Carrow twins.

In the end, Sirius did end up Killing Voldemort, but this was already a week later.

The Potters could come out of hiding, Peter too, as he had been in hiding as the secret keeper.

Years later, they stood on platform 9¾ where they waved at their kids. Harry was already in his second year. Y/n and Peters daughter started her first year today and the twins Remus and Sirius adopted also started today.

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Nana rant time because I've been putting up with some shit at work and I need to vent! (also, I'm still writing requests, I should have enough to queue up for the week once I finish this last one. And then I'll work on more for the following week. I'm trying to have a system and a schedule)

ANYWAY! So my shitty ex was finally terminated from the job that we both worked at. I was so happy, the drama was gone, I felt like I could breathe again! It was amazing! Sure, I had to work by myself three days in a row, but the actual store manager is the coolest and allows me to wear my headphones so I can just get in my zone and get shit done.

Everything is going great, and then I get this message from my work friend/work mom. Her daughter got hired. Now... Her daughter is only 17, so she isn't much help anyway, but on top of that, I've heard some shit about her daughter from her. The way she described her daughter for the past 8 months, this girl seemed like an absolute nightmare.

Queue me internally panicking because I have to work with this kid.

So she works with her mom first, and obviously her mom is going to say "she did great!" ya know, it's her kid and all, I guess she's gotta hype her up in some way. So I'm like, "okay cool, this kid works. Work mom wouldn't lie to me about that."

SO THEN SUNDAY COMES

And this kid comes over to me and says "Are you *Nana?" and me, being the cheerful, happy, super nice person that I am, I'm like "Yeah, hi! How are you?" And she just hits me with a "my mom says I'm better than you."

Like... Okay?? WTF WAS THAT SHIT?! Whatever, I'm just trying to work and not be stressed.

So, I continue trying to be nice to this girl. I buy her an energy drink because she wants one, I'm just trying to be a good person. I let her come out with me during my smoke break... And then she starts spewing some unnecessary family drama to me... Which was really awkward for me because like... I don't know this girl other than what her mother has told me, and I've heard some stories... Some fucking horror stories about this kid. So I just do the awkward smile and nod thing. I'm just trying to enjoy my cigarette before I start frying.

I get back inside after my mini smoke break that was less peaceful than I wanted it to be because this kid would not shut up. I start frying my donuts, and she just SHITS ON ME. Everything I do, she's just criticizing it to the point where I'm about to just throw down my frying sticks and walk the fuck out. Everything I did I was apparently doing it wrong, even though Sunday was only her third fucking day of working.

On top of criticizing my every move basically, she didn't do shit?? How the fuck is she gonna say that her mom said she's better than me when she didn't fucking do anything??? She's allowed to have a 30 minute break while only working 5 hours because she's a minor, but then she just takes it upon herself to take an HOUR break because she needed more time with her boyfriend I guess.

I end up working until almost 1 in the fucking morning on Sunday because the kid literally didn't do ANYTHING.

So then I got to work by myself monday, happy as hell, living the life, got out of work by 10pm because I'm just good like that. I don't need help.

But then I have to work with her on Tuesday. So I go in early. I go in THREE hours earlier than my regular schedule, because on top of being stuck with the worlds most conniving, manipulative, down-right shitty, brat, I also have to make everything that everyone else is too fucking lazy to make. I try to ignore the kid when she does come in, I already started frying, so she has donuts to decorate already and I just assume she's going to stay in her fucking lane and decorate them since she's "so good" at it. But no... She starts trying to glaze. And in the process of trying to glaze, she shits on the glaze I just made because it's "too thick". Like bitch, it's fresh! It's not watered down. IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE THICK! FUCK OFF AND GET AWAY FROM MY GLAZER!

I tell her to start decorating. She doesn't want to do that yet because the donuts are too hot. Get good, kid. If you were as good as me, you'd be burning your fingerprints off like I do and filling the fucking donuts. But no. She's a whiny little shit face who doesn't wanna fucking do anything but wants to get paid to stand around and act like she's queen shit just because her mom has been working there for 7 years.

Anywho, I take my little cool down break, which is like 7 minutes tops, just the right amount of time to smoke a ciggy and get back in before my next rack of donuts are done. AND THIS BITCH! She has the nerve to ask ME if she can take another hour break like on Sunday because that was "fun". OF COURSE IT WAS FUN! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO FUCKALL AND YOU STILL GOT PAID AND I GOT STUCK WITH THE WORK. So I told her no, that I didn't want to get in trouble for it, and I didn't want her to get in trouble (because I'm still trying to look out for her for some fuck ass reason), and THIS FUCKING BIIIITCH says "well who's gonna catch me?" ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! THERE'S CAMERAS EVERYWHERE!!! Spoiler alert : She did get caught because her ass tried to take another extended break. Eat shit, kiddo.

I was off work tonight, and her mom texts me and says "She did really good tonight, she filled the marshmallow, she came back in from her break at the right time." OF COURSE SHE DID! SHE'S NOT GONNA DO THAT SHIT IN FRONT OF HER OWN MOTHER! THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT SHE'S A FUCKING BITCH WHEN SHE WORKS WITH ME! I DON'T WANNA WORK WITH HER ANYMORE!

Long story short, I'm about to lose my fucking shit and I still have to work with the worlds laziest, brattiest fucking child and I'm overworked, underappreciated, underpaid, and expected to just put up with constant bullshit by everyone. I can't find a new job fast enough.

[wren-kitchens]

okay burnout has hit me like a truck in the past couple weeks and right now i’m forcing myself to rest so I can actually. overcome it gajdhsj and this has involved reading a lot of my old wips that I have abandoned

because of this, I have refound an empires s2 flower husbands au I have that I am so obsessed with, so I shall share it with you (you’re so welcome)

below the cut is a whole lot of rambles and a few drabbles of the au that I sent to my good friend stiff at like midnight whilst I was meant to be doing homework last may

(very long post under cut. be warned)

so in s2 when fwhip got the crown (originated in s1 where fwhip’s s1 character—very different from his s2 character—created the Crown (tm), and whoever wore it would have the power to give all the emperors one rule they had to follow. lots of fights broke out, joel had an amazing moment where scott was giving fwhip the crown and he yoinked it just before fwhip could get it, you get the picture) his rule was that everyone had to ‘take care’ of a goblin child. the catch was that you had to hold it in your offhand at all times, and that it was a retextured egg, so if you accidentally threw (yeeted) it, the child would ‘die’ and part of the rule was to NOT YEET THE CHILD. if you ‘killed’ the child, you could either pay 10 raw gold blocks, or care for another child

anyway, scott was the first one to get a child (against his will) and reiterated that he was ‘NOT READY TO BE A FATHER’ and I watched that and thought. I could flower husbands this so I did

scott arriving at jimmys house at the ass crack of dawn (because I imagine scott to be an early riser and jimmy to not) pounding on his door until a very tired jimmy opens it and asks wtf he’s doing it’s like 6am, whereupon scott thrusts a baby in his face like ‘HELP ME I AM NOT READY FOR THIS’. this wakes jimmy up, understandably

I imagine they’d have a conversation like ‘why do you- WHY DO YOU HAVE A CHILD??’ ‘FWHIPS RULE, JIMMY YOU GOTTA HELP ME’ ‘ME?? WHY DO YOU THINK I COULD HELP??’ ‘I DON’T KNOW YOU SEEM LIKE YOU’D BE GOOD WITH KIDS’ ‘WHY’

after about five minutes of shouting, the baby (who had been asleep this whole time) wakes up and starts to cry. scott is not ready for this and sort of holds the baby at arm’s length, panicked. jimmy sort of sighs and goes ‘give them to me’. turns out, jimmy is surprisingly good with kids, unbeknownst to him (tiny tom was gifted to jevin before he could even process it) and to the great relief of scott, who had been panicking the whole night

so. jimmy and scott are now co-parenting a child. surely no romantic tension can come from this!

well, at the start, they’re barely allies—scott only allied with jimmy so he’d get free gunpowder, and never spared a second thought when it came to teasing him, so for the first couple days, it’s quite awkward between them. mainly on scotts part—jimmy didn’t want the baby to be moved too much, and insisted that scott be just as involved as raising the child as he was, so scott just kinda. stayed at jimmy’s

they’d occasionally nip out to get more food or to explain their absence in meetings, to enormous teasing and some genuinely helpful tips from joel and sausage, who had a pretty similar experience when raising hermes (thrust into parenthood by accident and somewhat panicked when babies did what babies do best, cry through the night, poop and make lots of mess), but most of the time they’d be in the house, or taking a short walk around tumble town with the baby. what I mean to say is, they spend an awful lot of time together

so one evening they’re sat on the porch watching the sunset, the baby asleep in jimmy’s arms, and they start to talk. like actually talk; they’d been kind of skirting around each other and making semi-awkward small talk for the past couple of weeks until now, and it feels good to actually feel like they’re close. almost friends

and it sort of blooms from there

they start to actually talk every day now, even just making passing remarks and jokes that feel friendly rather than hostile, offering to take the baby when they can tell the other is tired, and sharing quiet smiles when the baby finally gets to sleep

jimmy starts teasing scott about how terrified he looked when he arrived at the door, and about how terrified he looks still every time he changes the baby’s nappy. scott makes jokes about jimmy being the opposite of an early bird, and ‘fixes’ his bed-head by ruffling it even more

it gets to a point where they’re just sharing casual touches—bumping hips and squeezing shoulders as they pass each other; resting their head on each other’s shoulders as they complain about how they tired they are; jokingly calling each other ‘beloved husband’ and pretending to kiss each other’s hand—and they realise that huh. maybe they’re not so bad after all

they settle on a name for the baby: lexie. it took a lot of back and forth (jimmy wanted to name her alex, scott wanted to name her robbie, they settled on lexie as a compromise. scott jokes sometimes that they should have gotten another child and called them steve, if they were to go with jimmy’s name)

it takes them a few weeks to notice that.. lexie has changed since they took her in. she’s more real, more solid, more warm than she used to be. her crying sounds more human, and her appetite is increasing, and they realise that-

fwhip didn’t give them real children at all. he knew of course that it would be a complete disaster if he did, and he was right—so many of the dolls (because that’s all they originally were, dolls) were broken and damaged, over and over again. but lexie wasn’t. she was never hurt, she was never damaged, nothing beyond a simple scratch from a confused norman or a bruise where she’d banged her arm on the corner of the table. and so lexie.. stopped being a doll.

fwhip came over to check one day, curious if the goblin baby was still unbroken and safe (the crown had long since been passed on, there was no need for them to keep the baby) and was enormously surprised to find out that, not only was she safe, but she was alive—alive in a way that he never thought could be possible—and a stranger sight still: a family

because that’s what they were, no matter how it’d come to pass. a confusing, chaotic, happy, healthy family

and slowly, ever so slowly, something between scott and jimmy started to change.

they revelled in lexie learning to crawl, to babble, the first time she tried solid food, the first time she bit their fingers and they felt teeth, and they did it together. they groaned at 4am feedings, and gagged at nappy changes, and went to bed exhausted, and they did it together. they cooked and cleaned and brushed their teeth over the sink and they did it together. everything they did, it was together

and they were just waiting for it to be monotonous. they anticipated the moment when it became annoying, or tiresome, or flat out unbearable with dread. but that moment never came

sure, they’d get sick of each other every once in a while. jimmy would snap at scott’s teasing in the early morning, and scott would refuse to change lexie’s nappies until he’d had a nap. but barely minutes later the outbursts would be followed by a bashful hug from behind, a mumble of ‘i’m sorry, I wasn’t fair’, a promise of ‘i’ll try to do better’

they started to find that they simply didn’t have it in them to hate it. they just couldn’t bring themselves to dislike the other; not with jimmy and his early morning drowsiness, his bright laughs, his gentle strength; not with scott and his late night weariness, his soft smiles, his teasing jokes

and soon they started to realise that they were headed towards something very different to hate

scott understood first

he’d been having these feelings for a while now, and his suspicion had started to increase every time he couldn’t help laughing when jimmy was a particularly big goof, or how his heart would soar when he’d wake up entangled in jimmy’s embrace.

it wasn’t until one night, long after lexie had fallen asleep, when both of them sat on the sofa, reading.

but today, he hadn’t been able to see jimmy as much; there was a mandatory meeting for all the rulers, with the exception of jimmy and scott, as they were taking care of lexie: only one of them had to go. scott, who only had to take one look at poor, sleepy jimmy to know that if he was to go, zero information would be retained, offered to go instead.

the meeting was much longer than he’d anticipated, and certainly not on a topic he’d deem mandatory to attend—something about pix remaining a ghost after he withered away at the princess party.

either way, when scott came back, jimmy had spent almost the entire day looking after lexie, and stopped only to give scott a one-armed hug and inform him that lexie was in her crib before he went for a nap. scott was seriously deprived of jimmy time.

which is why he’s staying up late now—just to get in as much time as he can before he inevitably falls asleep. which seems to be happening much faster than he’d anticipated.

next to him, scott hears the familiar quiet chuckling of jimmy, and the sound of a page being marked.

“scott, tell me you didn’t stay up just so you could see me.” jimmy says softly.

“never.” scott blinks, trying to escape the heaviness of his eyelids. in fact, his whole body feels heavy with sleep, as if weighed down by some invisible force.

“you sausage.” jimmy says, and scott notes the fondness in jimmy’s voice. “i’m gonna take you to bed, is that alright?”

“I think I can manage that.” jimmy says.

scott feels arms underneath his knees and around his waist, before he’s hoisted into the air. he presses close to jimmy’s chest, wrapping his arms around jimmy’s neck and burying his face in his shirt.

“I missed you today.” scott tells him. “I kept looking over to make a face at you in the meeting, but you weren’t there.”

jimmy smiles, and scott thinks he could watch him do just that all day. “you sap.”

“you’re carrying me to bed, jimmy.” scott points out.

“I never said I wasn’t a sap.” jimmy tells him, pushing their bedroom door open with his hip. “lucky you’re in your pyjamas already, because I would’ve made you get up to change.”

“I take it you are changing?” scott says, smiling again as jimmy lays him carefully down on the bed and pulls the covers around him. “thank you.”

jimmy presses his lips against scott’s forehead, and his eyes flutter shut. “‘course. beloved husband.”

something in scott’s chest glows as he slips into the land of sleep, and as jimmy’s arms wrap around him from behind a minute later, he can’t help admitting to himself something he thinks he might have known for a long time.

because wow. he really does love jimmy, huh?

so one day, scott is up early (as usual) and feeding lexie at the table when jimmy comes up behind him and hugs him from behind, wearing his pyjamas - which are just joggers and a white tshirt - and scott is able to see something that he hadnt actually noticed before: along the outsides of jimmy's arms are small little scars, looking curiously close to stitches

scott asks how he got them when jimmy is awake enough, and jimmy just goes 'oh yeah, joel did it'. scott just kinda. stares at him for a moment until jimmy realises thats a very confusnig answer, and explains a little more

joel, however he may claim, is very new to his powers, and for a while didnt actually understand how they worked. he and sausage never actually meant to create a real child (hermes didnt have a name for a long time), they were just mucking around one night and somehow hermes became alive. something similar happened with jimmy

joel just thought it was a funny joke to call jimmy a toy, and being unaware of his powers, never really considered that it coukd have a genuine affect on jimmy. but sure enough, jimmy started to notice significant changes, and after a while, he had become a toy. jimmy just thought joel had done it on purpose, and for a while he was just furious with him for doing this to him

but when they formed their alliance after the fighting was over, joel saw the stitching along his arms and the yarn of his hair and was entirely panicked when jimmy asked him to reverse it, because he had no idea he could do that and was horrified to find out that he'd done this to jimmy

jimmy was somewhat relieved to know that joel didnt actually do it on purpose, and slightly terrified to find out that joel had. no clue how to reverse it

it took a little while of trial and error, but finally joel figured out how to turn him back into a human. the only issues? it hurt. jimmy supposed he should have expected it - the initial transformation had happened over months - but at that moment all he could think about was how awful the pain was.

afterwards, joel healed his wounds, and explained with a shellshocked expression that the stitches had ripped out of his arms (thats where the scars came from, jimmy tells scott.) it stopped hurting very shortly after, what with joel's healing, but sometimes jimmy feels almost phantom pains in his arms from that horrible moment

scott likes to trace up and down the scars on his arms, sometimes to calm jimmy, sometimes just because he likes the look on jimmy's face when he does it

[fuck-customers]

God I hate this quiet firing bullshit.

It's possible that I have my tinfoil hat on and I'm too paranoid, but I doubt it.

TL;DR: Am I paranoid for thinking that my employers are baiting me into calling out of my shift or am I onto something?

Backstory: My SM quit and I heard that she was going to be quitting a few days before she actually quit, according to a coworker. I had an issue with her underscheduling me and giving me 3 hour shifts (no break, I don't need a break, it's just a slap in the face) for a total of 3-9 hours per week, even though I've worked there for nearly 4 years, which is longer than she herself has. I went in on my day off to talk to her about it on her last day. I was careful not to blame her and even though I was furious, I put the blame on myself, asking her if I was doing something wrong and if there was something I could improve upon on my performance in order to see my hours increase.

She of course lied to my face and said that no, I was doing great and that I was one of their best employees, yadda, yadda, yadda. And that she'd talk to the leads taking over for her about increasing my hours.

Cut to about a month later. My hours STILL ha e not increased. I let it slide for a bit, considering that the leads were left without a SM and had a lot on their plate and I'm not the only employee in the store, possibly this was just an adjustment period. After a month or so, I went in to talk to the lead in charge of doing schedules (or at least I THOUGHT she was in charge of the schedule, every time I asked various members of management who was doing the schedule, I got various vague answers such as "we're switching off" and "management")

So I go in to talk about my hours and before I can actually get to talk about it, I'm blindsided by being told that I have a customer complaint against me, accusing me of being racist (absolutely not true, I live in a very diverse area, I would not survive if I did not like people different from myself) and that it's an EOC issue and it results in immediate termination.

WTF. Obviously I'm shocked and forget about the hours thing. Long story short, I may or may not have threatened my leads and made them think that I already have a lawyer and am planning on suing them for discriminating me (I am HOH and they have not accommodated me in any way, that is actually true, they have actually removed a help needed button that connects to our radios with a robotic voice that I can actually hear and replaced it with a bellhop bell that I cannot hear) so that whole issue seems to have been dropped. No mention of it since then and everything appears normal and it's as if nothing happened.

I'm not so naive to believe that it's all swept under the rug and everything is fine, we all hold hands and sing Kumbaya, so I'm watching my back.

Cut to today. I have a 3 hour shift today and also tomorrow. I am out of town and have been the past few days and my mom (who is the one who has to drive, I do not drive) is trying to convince me to call out and I am refusing, because I believe this is bait for a trap. I think they want me to call out, so they can add some bullshit like "shift abandonment" or something to the above-mentioned mess and fire me.

My question is, am I being paranoid and have my tinfoil hat on, or does it sound like they are trying to manipulate me into calling out so they can fire me for real under some bullshit excuse or something else?

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