#look rocky did something to young me ok??

[zombiejette]

mr. and mrs. tweedy walked so buttwitch and big deal could run

[eternalmarvel]

MK1 - BI HAN X READER ~ REUNION ~

an: ok hi guys lowkey i havent written fanfiction in years so this is my brief return. so feral for bi-han bro got me writing again

anyways please enjoy this story that i cooked up at work instead of doing what i get paid to do 🔥i got really sloppy at the end because this fic ended up being MUCHH longer than what i intended and i lowkey lose the plot bc it was supposed to be much more different

also if you guys have requests send them in i might do them i might not so dont expect too much

ps+ i'm not chinese so if i mischaracterized something pls let me know!! i'm the wrong type of asian to be writing this lmfao

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you returned to the lin kuei outpost hoisted on the shoulders of the neighboring rocky mountains. it was a heavy winter yet, but a meager layer of snow had curtained everything all the same. your breath was heavy as you sighed and looked at the exterior of the stronghold, smoke spilling from your mouth. it had been years since you had been back here, practicing with the lin kuei as only a young woman. you were never an initiate, but your father was a powerful man who had been good friends with the former grandmaster of the lin kuei and wanted to assist them by having you help them out. after a couple of months of training and bonding with all the other lin kuei initiates (as well as the grandmaster's sons), you had left to pursue your responsibilities. you had been burdened with far too many tasks to just remain in one place -- it pained you but you knew you had to leave to do what was required of you. not one for goodbyes (and the fact that if you had to confront the brothers about your departure, you probably would've ended up staying...), you disappeared into the midst of the dark night.

after all with great power comes......

the gates to the stronghold opened and you entered inside. it was difficult being back. how would you approach the brothers? would they still be upset at you for leaving? surely not, considering they let you back in. but what if this is a trap, a ploy to set up a mediation to get you to explain where you were all these years? thousands of thoughts swirled inside your mind but it didn't matter now. you were inside the courtyard now, watching as initiates sparred and practiced with one another. you could begin to feel the influx of raw magical energy as you walked by, prompting you to take a deep breath in and walk with your head held higher. you opened the gates to the interior to see tomas and kuai liang speaking with some of the younger initiates. kuai had his hands crossed behind his back, his eyes stern as ever as he commanded some of the younger warriors to try out a new training exercise. tomas had a small smile on his face, his arms crossed in front of his chest. they didn't notice your arrival and so you quietly walked up to them, with hands behind your back and a shy smile across your face.

tomas was the first to notice you, and his face immediately burst into a smile. "(name)!" he yelled out, excited like a puppy being adopted by an owner for the first time ever. you were originally going to keep this visit somber, but you couldn't help to keep the smile off your face. suddenly a huge urge to hug him overcomes you, and you spread your arms around the nape of his neck, pulling him in. he pats your back, exclaiming:

"i didn't realize you were going to be here so soon!"

you pull away from him, giving him a big smile. "sorry it took me so long. had a lot of stuff to get to."  that smile on your face does not betray your intentions. it's the truth--you really did have a lot to get to. procrastinating and putting off the visit for as long as you did, however, was honestly not your intention.

you see kuai glance at you gently, a fond look washing over him as you peak from over tomas' shoulders.

"c'mon, i know you want in on this too," you say playfully as you beckon kuai over. he smiles kindly as he takes you into his arms.

"it's good to see you again, (name). seems that time's been treating you right," he says with his hands on his hips, admiring your character as he gazes at you from up to down. you can't help but blush, and wave away his comment.

"you guys have grown up a lot too! what have they been feeding you guys?!" you playfully ask. the two of them playfully chuckle, as tomas responds with,  "been drinking my 7 glasses of milk everyday!" you give him a confused look as kuai gives him a side-eye. "pretty sure it's meant to be water, tomas. but i'm glad you're so lactose-affluent," you say playfully with a grin.

kuai takes you softly by the arm and introduces you to the other members. "everyone, this is (name). she used to train with us and it's lucky for us she wasn't officially trained as an initiate or she'd be better than all of us." his compliments cause you to blush and roll your eyes, as you give a humble bow.

"where is bi-han?" you ask, reluctantly. kuai's gaze becomes sterner and yet more cautious.  "he's with some students right now. though i uhh....am not sure how receptive he will be to your....visit." you smile. "don't worry for me, kuai. i can handle the boy i used to beat in our spars." "except he's not a boy now. he's grandmaster of the lin kuei." your eyes fall to the ground. of course he was. their father died just a few years ago and now bi-han had inherited one of arcticka's greatest creations. you look back up and tomas and kuai solemnly.

"sorry i could not attend your father's funeral. i only heard about it just recently and even if i knew about it earlier, i didn't know how you guys would feel about me popping up at his service unannounced."

"you're family, (name). you were then, you still are now. nothing's changed but the time passing," he says tenderly as he rests his hand on your shoulder. you give him a smile in return and nod your head.

"thanks for the sentiment, kuai. but....let's see if your big bro shares the same sentiment."  kuai and tomas share an unsettling look as they take a deep breath in. "you're welcome to try and get through to him. don't blame me if he throws an ice pick at your head."

you roll your eyes playfully. "i'm sure i'll be fine, just tell me where he is."

tomas points to the other side of the stronghold, pointing to the large training room decorated with gold and red lanterns. come to think of it, most of the stronghold was painted with evidence of the Chinese New Year's festivities. you hadn't realized that the new year had encircled so quickly. as you made your way to bi-han, you felt your heart flutter. there was no telling how he would react. what if he actually DID throw an ice pick at your head? the nerves bubbled up in your gut as the cold air outside did nothing further to ease your unrest. as you walked to the large room where bi-han was at, your eyes briskly caught a glance at the remnants of more festivities at the stronghold. you smiled softly to yourself.

at least bi-han cared enough about his initiates to host what looked like some vendors/merchants and games at the stronghold for all of them. this gesture was sweet, almost like a father providing for the children he's adopted. just like his own father, though you didn't dare to say this out loud. this thought process however, had managed to calm you down until you got to the very wide doors to the training room. you took a deep breath in before you quietly opened the doors, peering in to a room with many masked initiates sitting on the floor inside gazing up at bi-han as he fervently explained something.

you moved to the back of the room, carefully moving past the other member to get a good look at bi-han, leaning your shoulder against the wall. a few minutes passed as he wrapped up his lesson, finally catching your eye. for a ninja he wasn't much aware of your presence. but he also hadn't felt your presence in years, and you were aware of that. when his eyes met yours, he didn't look surprised like a person gazing upon a long-dead wraith but rather he looked stunned as to how you even got here. there was anger hidden behind his eyes, but at the same time....

"(name)?" it had been years but you still felt the same way when he called out your name. his voice had gotten deeper and he had changed into a grown man. your eyes explored his stature -- he was taller, his muscles were defined, and a different aura now defined him. he was no longer the softer boy you knew him to be, now he was grandmaster of earth's last defence; of course he was going to be a changed man now.

you smiled cheekily, not knowing how to react. truthfully, you didn't know how you got this far.

"hi, bi-han. i hope i didn't distract you when you were busy teaching," you speak coyly, not wanting the other initiates to overhear your WHOLE conversation. he looks down at you, almost like he's debating what to say next. you take a deep gulp and you scrape away at the skin underneath your nails, causing them to bleed. after what seems like a milennia of consideration, he furrows his brows and briskly walks past you.

you nod your head with a soft smile. you understand why he feels this way but to be honest, you're not sure whether you would've preferred this treatment or having an ice pick gone straight to your dome. the other initiates look on carefully, trying not to invoke their grandmaster's anger. before they can do anything else, they follow their grandmaster out the room.

"don't take it to heart. if you were anyone else, he probably would've frozen you solid. i'm surprised he actually went the mature route."

you turn around to see whose voice those sentences belonged to. your eyes fell upon a man wearing a yellow uniform, similar to kuai's uniform but the colours inversed. his hair is tied up almost in a ponytail and restrained by a yellow bandana across his forehead. he's a good-looking man, but an unfamiliar face.

"i'm sorry, i don't recognize you," you say as you furrow your eyebrows piecing together who this man could be.

"cyrax. i haven't seen you before here either. though kuai said that there may be a guest visiting today." he gives you a small smile and stretches out his hand so you can shake it. you give him a warm yet stern handshake. you take his hand and give him a small shake.

"i was hoping for a warmer reception from him honestly. though it was my fault for thinking he might've reacted the same way i might've towards him."

"eh, he's been cranky for the last few days. still, that makes him not snapping on you all the more interesting. are you familiar to him? personally?"

"oh, ha, no," you wave him away embarrassingly, "i used to train here with the brothers. i'm acquainted with them pretty well. just haven't seen them in years, so...."

"ahh. well, good luck with trying to get sub-zero to warm up to you. you're attempting to do the impossible." he replies with a cheeky grin, before bowing to you and leaving the room. you take a deep breath in, unsure of how you were going to get the grandmaster to liven up a little and talk to you. as the day continued, you found yourself wandering the old halls of the stronghold you used to train in. it was night-time now, and you admired the dark glow on all the new year festival decorations. they shone bright as the gold off of them reflected the moon's light. a little upset at not being able to have the reunion you wanted, you walked out to the terrace surrounding the courtyard, looking down at the dimly lit enclosure. no one was out practicing right now, causing you tp scoff to yourself. when you practiced here you went well into the late night and yet none of these new initiates hold the same respect and regard for hardwork as you did. your mind flashes back to your sparring practices with bi-han. when you both were younger, he could hardly touch you you were so fast. your hits were hard and fast, mirroring bi-han's form but you were just that much quicker. he hated admitting it, but you were just a better fighter -- though your elemental magic couldn't hold a light to his cryomancy.

before your mind wandered off to the unknown, you heard footsteps behind you making their way down the corridor. you turned to see bi-han in a dark blue/black hanfu with a few books in his arms. your breath caught in your throat as you gazed upon him. if he saw you, he was doing a great job at pretending he never did. this didn't matter to you, as you quickly hid behind one of the pillars in the terrace. he had his head down, bad idea. as he came closer to you, you waited for the perfect moment to strike before finally revealing yourself. bi-han didn't react at all and if he did, it was out of pure annoyance.

"no. you're not leaving until we speak."

"are we finished?" he says stoically, before attempting to go around you. "that was enough of us speaking."

flabbergasted, you back up quickly and block his path again.

"bi-han." you say, defeated and exhausted. you didn't come all this way to get dejected and leave without getting proper closure. if you had to move on from him, you wanted to at least clear things up with him before getting on with your life.

"did you not leave the last time? i am simply doing to you what you have done to m-us." he replies matter-of-factly.

"i'm here now aren't i? c'mon now, i know you've been dying to talk to me. i wanted to talk to you all this time!" you say coyly, throwing a playful punch at his meaty arm.

he looks a little upset, or at least his eyes and frown betray him if he was going for a stoic look.

"why now? why after all these years. you might as well return to wherever you came from," he replies lowly and yet it shows that he's hurt. your heart warms a little at the fact that you could've had this much of an impact on him. you nod your head slowly and look into the enclosure beneath you.

"i'm sorry bi-han. you know i had to leave soon. it wasn't going to be forever, even if i wanted for it to be so. and i knew......" you look down, a long distance into the ground, "if i told any of you guys i was leaving i probably wouldn't have ended up leaving." the look on bi-han's face relaxes a bit, but you can still see him holding the stress on his face. there's not much more that you can say. he was right in being upset -- if anyone else abandoned you the way that you did to him or his brothers you'd be livid. the two of you spent months with one another and yet neither of you had confessed your feelings. the tension was palpable and everyone else noticed it too, it was just confusing as to why neither of you acted on your desires. for you, it was the fear of rejection. perhaps it was the same for him as well?

you lean on the terrace on your side, gazing at bi-han. just being near him after all these years was enough of a blessing but something in you wanted more, though you would never publicly admit to this. you stop yourself at first, but then reach for his arm, carefully, almost to not startle him like he's a wild animal at bay for now but at risk of leaving at the first sign of danger. he doesn't retreat, moving his gaze from your face to your arm. you gently get a hold of his forearm, grazing your thumbs against them. he's cold, but retracts the cold from his skin so that it's back to normal temperature. you hold your gaze at his arm, almost too shy to look at his face.

"i think you've missed me all this time."

bi-han scoffs. "not in the slightest."

"then why are you so close to me?"

it's like the act is intuition. he notices how close the two of you are now and apparently his closeness has gone unnoticed because only a mere half foot now separates the two of you. he lets out a small chuckle out of annoyance and shakes his head.

"you still remain as aggravating as ever."

you put your hand on your hip.

"i apologize for upsetting the mighty grandmaster of the lin kuei." you say, coming a little closer and almost closing the already-tiny gap between the two of you.

"that can be rectified." he says, almost flirtatiously. you're a bit taken aback by his frisky comment. you thought he might've actually been offended by your comment but it seems that his playful nature has become unfamiliar to you after all these years. you place your hand gently on his cheek, caressing his cheekbones and acne scars.

"i've missed you, you know," you finally express your true feelings.

bi-han's eyes soften a little.

"i should've been here-with you....i know that i didn't exactly give you much closure bu-," before you can continue on with your tedious apology he fills the space between the two of you and kisses you with a voracious hunger you've never seen before. his nose pushes against yours and you lean into the kiss, slightly moaning. he tries to slide his tongue against you and it's almost as though the two of you are young kids again, sparring. you defend your mouth, refusing to let his tongue inside but he grabs ahold of your other arm, surprising you. taking advantage of your shock, he slips his tongue inside triggering another gentle moan from you. the two of you wrestle with your tongues, exploring the smallest crevices of one another's mouths. years of tension and pressure are finally alleviated with this kiss. you lean in for more, like a child fiending for sugar, but he pulls away to gaze in your eyes.

you take a deep breath -- that workout took a lot of your wind away from you. however, your lips still draw near his, lowkey aching for more.

"i've wanted to do that for so long..." he says, pushing his forehead against yours. "are you planning on leaving again?"

you smile brightly. so the cold-hearted grandmaster did hold a soft spot for you.

"that depends. do you want me to stay?"

he removes his hands from your wrist and brings them up to your face, reciprocating your earlier caresses.

"as long as you don't leave again."

[siremasterlawrence]

Starcrossed Lovers

Starlord is shall we say a space base dumb as fuck but super fit like never ever seen in this universe and in the next because well nobody can be this pathetic and yes even hot idiot. He rocked his best dance move sliding down the rocky area of this long thought abandon planet as the music blast in to the air like a dancing fool he is grooving to the tunes as his booty shakes.Something out of this universe occurs as a whole opens up in the middle of the planet to his amazement as the gigantic formation of rock shooting in to the atmosphere as it is flowing and ascending over his head to his panic.Star Lord freaks out as the shadow descend on to the planet covering him in blockade of black ice, he loses it racing from that same point as he dashes across the area as it is dropping on to the planet.The rock crashes to the ground smashing in to billions of peaces covering the space as he could do it lose it reaching out of his tight jacket, paired with super tight jeans and his signature red hair. The planet began to shake casting him to fall to the ground as he rolled down to the side of the planet, Star Lord rose up to his feet shaking in his place with a ray gun whoIs pointing at me. The beauty is space revolving around him as the air in his technological alien ear pod glitches as the air sucks from his nose and his throat as he begins to fever up falling forward.He collapses unconsciously as his eyes are rolling back in to his eye socket as he begins to turns cold, the light in his eye grows cold, lips turn outer space blue and his body hit the rock elements. Through the dust he lifts up emerging through it all a odd young nerd of man stood tall over Starlord holding him very tight because all he could is stare at his hollow eyes breaking through him and the man wraps his arms in to it and he kisses me slowly.

“Oh Hello Sexy!”

“Are you speaking to me?”

“Who else babe?”

“Who are you ?”

“Starlord”

“Who?”

“Starlord man”

“Ok Starlord “

“How did you land on my planet?”

“I am a ravager to the highest degree”

“Oh you guys who believe trash and such”

“Not so! I mean in a ways “

“Apparently so! Why are you here?”

“On a mission “

“Right! Well I can’t let you do that “

“Look man! I am not in to dudes usually but I can’t fail this”

“Why not chicken shit?”

“Hey! It is not a joke”

“I am dead serious sexy”

“Wait a minute !”

“Yes babe!”

“You think I am sexy”

“Oh God! Stop!”

“Make me babe!”

“Are you human?”

“You figured it out “

“Not to sure why you are shocked”

“Well! Bitch you so blazing hot “

“Do you think I am sexy “

“That bloody song”

“Why don’t you kiss me Star lord “

“Hell yeah! Let’s boogey”

“How old are you ?”

“In my thirties “

“Fuck it! Kiss me already “

“Yes sir!”

Star Lord rolls his eyes as he take a deep with a heavy sigh he approaches me as he

grabs my neck pinning our lips together as we kiss and he begins to swoon unable to swoon.

“Sir Yes Master Lawrence SIr!”

“Sir I love you Sir”

“Let me take you for a ride, a center of a universal journey and like rock your world”

“Welcome to the Harem boi”

“Sir Yes Sir”

“So tell me Master! Do you want to do something a little or a little bad.”

“Bad”

The end

[yrrtyrrtwhenihrrthrrt]

Goldenheart choices

1. Pirate or surfer Ambro and mermaid Bal au

2. Tinker fairy bal and human ambro childhood friends au

3. Fae Bal and Hunter ambro, (if you want smut? Top ambro, bottom bal with vines as bondage)

4. Riririkinzi's little mermaid au drabble (angst, fluff, or smut)

Ok so I chose Pirate/Mermaid (movie ver.) And let me tell you this was SO much fun to write!!!! I might continue it into something more long-form on my AO3, is that something anyone is interested in?? Thank you for the request anon! I hope you don't mind all the creative liberties I took ❤️

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Ballister lifted himself up onto the rocks and sang, his brilliant black tail flicking the water beneath. It was the curse of the sirens that they should be forced to sing, forced to lure the sailors who would linger among them, enraptured, until succumbing to starvation on the barren seabanks of their island. The sirens did not wish to see their beloved muses suffer for them, but if any ship was able to resist their call and pass them by, or if any sailor managed to leave their island, they would all dissolve into the salt of the ocean. So he sang with his brothers and sisters, as beautifully as he could, desperate to lure any ship that came within earshot of their island, to preserve his family. Siren voices carry for well over a mile.

Just as usual, the ship crashed on the rocks and the surviving sailors were thrown to the sea below. They would need to retrieve them. Of course it would be easier to just allow the sailors to drown, but just as the sailors were enraptured by the sirens, so too were the sirens captivated by the sailors. It was nice, sometimes, to have their company, but in addition to that, sirens could not reproduce with one another. To keep their island alive, they needed to rescue the humans.

Diving below the sea, Ballister saw what appeared to be the Captain, based on his attire. He was young to be a captain, with blond hair that whipped and floated in the water. Ballister wrapped his arm around him and carried him to the surface, ushering him to the rocky shore.

Canals ran through this island of boulders, allowing the merfolk to interact with their human pets for however long they had. There was some freshwater springs, but no food. Sirens didn't need to eat.

He rested his hand on the Captain's chest and pressed until all the water was out of him. The man coughed and sputtered. He met Ballister's eyes. "You. Were you the one singing, with the beautiful voice?"

Ballister cradled his head and smiled. "I was singing with my brothers and sisters. We each have our own song. They harmonize when we sing together, but each one is a melody on its own."

The captain blinked. "What was your song?"

Ballister opened his mouth to sing softly. The man's eyes widened. "That's it! Your song is the one that I heard!"

Ballister blushed. "You only heard mine? We were all singing."

"I heard the harmony when we got closer. You all sounded lovely. Are you a mermaid? Or a siren?"

"I'm a merman," Ballister said with an annoyed albeit amused lilt. "But I am also a siren. They're the same thing, you know."

"Oh." The man looked over the stones and into the water, his eyes widening as he caught a glimpse of Ballister's tail. "You don't look like you'll try to eat me."

Ballister laughed. "We don't eat sailors! We don't need to eat. We live forever, unless we are killed or captured. I am a Guardian, I protect the island. You seem to be a pirate, but you don't look like you're going to brutally pillage me."

"Heavens no!" The Captain laughed nervously. "We aren't those kinds of pirates. I was the heir to a corrupt, powerful fishing company. They were exploiting their sailors and stealing from the public, so I rounded up some sailors and now we take down their fishing boats. We don't hurt anyone, we recruit those who want to join us and bring the rest home. Anyway, do you all have names?"

Ballister snorted. "Yes, and mine is Ballister."

"My name is Ambrosius. Hello, Ballister." Ballister just smiled and nodded. They weren't supposed to remember the humans' names. It made things too hard.

The siren's eyes widened when a warm hand, with a skin far more textured than his own cupped his face. "Has anyone told you that you are so beautiful, Ballister?"

He blushed and sank a bit deeper into the water. "I am frequently told I have a lovely voice."

"No," said the human-- the Captain-- Ambrosius. "That's not what I mean. Your voice is beautiful, but that's not what I mean. Something about your eyes. You're just the most gorgeous person I've ever seen. Not something I thought I'd ever say washed up on a boulder to a half-fish man, but I mean it."

Ballister laughed, but something inside him twisted. The siren's seductive magic lies solely in his song. He cannot keep a human captivated unless he is singing. He wasn't singing, but this man still looked at him with that look in his beautiful almond eyes.

Ballister had already decided that this human was going to be his. But now, he was starting to feel sure that he didn't want to let this one go.

[mikaela-granger]

The Long Wait (Season 2) Chapter 10

La Llorona

Fandom: Grimm

Pairing: Sean Renard/OFC

The Long Wait Masterlist

The next couple of weeks after her night with Sean were great. The couple saw each other as often as possible. More than once, Lorelei found Sean crawling into bed with her on the nights they were too busy to have dinner together. Lorelei was on cloud nine, however it was driving her crazy not being able to gush about her relationship with anyone. More than once, she had almost said something to Katie but stopped herself as a part of her felt that Nick should know she had found her soulmate first. However, considering how rocky things were with Juliette, Lorelei didn’t want to really rub her relationship in his face. Plus, she had no idea how he would react to finding out she was soulmates with his boss. So, she continued to stay silent.

The day before Halloween, Lorelei met up with Carly Kampfer and her father Jarold. It was a day that Lorelei wasn’t working, and Carly finished up at school early. Lorelei entered the café on campus, waving to Katie as she looked around. She had seen a photo of Carly and Jarold with Hank at Hank’s place, so she knew what they looked like. Her and Carly had also been messaging each other since Carly initially reached out. Lorelei spotted them, sitting in the back corner. She placed a coffee order before approaching them.

“Hi, are you Carly and Jarold?”

Father and daughter looked up. “Lorelei?” The young girl asked.

Lorelei nodded. “That’s me. It’s nice to meet you both. May I join you?”

After receiving an affirmative answer, Lorelei sat down opposite them. “Thanks for taking the time to do this.” Jarold said.

“It’s no problem.” Lorelei assured them.

“Hank mentioned you were Detective Burkhardt’s sister. And that you are a Grimm as well.”

Lorelei nodded. “I am, both, that is. I hope that last part is ok.”

“We are learning that not all Grimm are something to be afraid of. Your brother was really helpful in saving Carly.” Jarold said, glancing at his daughter.

“That’s Nick Burkhardt, always saving the day.” Katie piped in as she delivered Lorelei her coffee.

Lorelei introduced them to Katie, explaining that she was also wesen. The pair seemed to be surprised to find another wesen on friendly terms with the Burkhardt siblings. Katie explained how they had helped out the eisbibers and how grateful they all were for it. After Katie returned to work, the trio left with their drinks so Lorelei could show them around. Answering whatever questions they had. Carly was still deciding what she wanted to do, but she was considering psychology or social work. Lorelei offered to introduce her to a friend who was studying psychology and also a wesen.

There was a moment when Carly and Lorelei were alone as Jarold was using the bathroom. “So, how are you going after the whole kidnapping thing?”

Carly sighed. “I still have nightmares sometimes. And, if I thought my dad was overprotective before, it’s gotten worse since.”

“What you went through was traumatic. I read up on the ritual and it did not seem pleasant. Plus, he’s your dad. He is always going to be overprotective. And it makes sense why he would be more so at the moment. Just give him some time.”

Carly nodded as Jarold returned. They left not long after that, with Carly giving Lorelei a big hug and the two making plans to meet up again sometime soon.

As Lorelei returned home, she found herself wondering what kind of dad Sean would be.

As Lorelei left work on Halloween night, she received a call from Nick asking her to meet him at the trailer. She arrived and was surprised when he asked her what she knew about La Llorona.

“Um, why are you asking?”

“We think we have a case where La Llorona is kidnapping and killing children. She has been doing it across the country. We have until midnight to find the children she has taken.”

They hit the books, trying to find something. “Oh man, if this is real, how do you ever sleep?” Hank asked, as he looked through his own book.

Nick looked at him. “Well, you got my back.”

Hank looked up. “Yeah. But whose got mine?”

Nick didn’t really have an answer for that. He returned to the book he was reading. “I wonder how long she’s been doing this?” Lorelei wondered out loud. “Is it just in the US or is it in other place?”

“No clue.” Nick commented. “I think I got something though.”

He moved over to where Hank and Lorelei were sitting. “She got a name?” Hank asked. And surprise surprise, it was…La Llorona. “I thought we didn’t believe in ghosts.”

“We didn’t.” Nick said, sounding unsure. He started reading from the book. “Three children were taken from the village on All Souls of Eve. The men pulled their bodies from the river. All of them drowned.”

“So, she’s got to be a wesen, right?” Hank interrupted.

“No, she’s something else, something our ancestors couldn’t figure out either.” Nick replied.

Hank pointed out an image on the page. “This looks like the symbol Valentina showed us.”

“Yeah. Abrazo del rio. Something about a river, that much I know.”

“I think Abrazo means embrace.” Hank said.

“It translates to hug of the river.” Lorelei told them. “But it still doesn’t make any sense.”

“Well, if she drowns the kids in the river, hell of an embrace.” Hank commented.

Nick continued reading the journal entry. “All these entries are about the same thing, the weeping woman who steals children but none of them know what she is.”

As Nick turned the page, Hank noted an entry dated back to 1519 Veracruz, with multiple translations added. They found an English entry and Hank read it out loud. “Having joined Cortez and his expedition, we have now moved on to Veracruz. This is where I came in contact with the woman in the river. There are many stories of her and the children she has taken. I did not believe them at first, but I set out tonight to find out for sure. If I am right, I will return with her head. If I am wrong, I may not return at all. That’s the last thing he wrote.” He finished, looking up at them. “I guess he never came back.”

“Well, that breeds confidence.” Nick commented.

“So, what are we dealing with, do we have any idea?”

“It doesn’t look like anyone’s been able to figure that out.” Lorelei said.

“No wonder Valentina’s been obsessed with this.” Hank said. “Looks like your ancestors were too.” He sighed. “The FBI has no idea what they’re dealing with. We can’t let them run with this.”

Nick considered it for a moment. “And they’re not going to.” He said, getting up.

Lorelei looked up at him. “We going hunting?”

Lorelei waited in the car while Hank and Nick went to get this Valentina. As they arrived at the car, the radio alerted them to another child abduction. It seemed the third child abduction the complete some kind of symbol that matched the abductions from previous cases. After working out a possible location, they headed off.

“So, you are a Grimm as well?” Valentina asked Lorelei, who nodded. “You are not a cop?”

Lorelei shook her head. “No, I’m a grad student. But I help Nick out from time to time. If anyone asks, I was never here.”

Valentina nodded in understanding.

They pulled into Kelley Point Park and got out of the car. “Where is it?” Valentina asked.

Hank pointed. “About a half a mile down the road.” He said, as they took off in that direction.

As they reached the river, they saw the woman and the three children at the river’s edge, starting to walk in. The four of them took off, running to stop them from entering the river. La Llorona looked in their direction, her face changing. “Mam, don’t do it.” Nick yelled.

“No, no, no!” Valentina shouted.

“Get the kids.” Nick shouted, as he grabbed the woman. Lorelei grabbed one of boys, while Hank and Valentina grabbed the other two.

“Nick!” Hank yelled, as Nick fell into the water with the woman.

Lorelei watched the water. Nick and the woman hadn’t resurfaced. “Nick!” Lorelei screamed, remembering that the last Grimm who had gone looking for the woman did not appear to return. Nick briefly resurfaced before disappearing again. “Nick!” She called again, panic flooding her body.

Eventually, Nick resurfaced again. This time for good. He started returning to the water’s edge. “What happened?” Hank asked.

“I had her Hank. I had her, and then she wasn’t there.” Nick said, looking confused.

“Where is she?” Valentina asked, holding two of the children close to her.

“I don’t know.” Nick admitted, still looking confused.

Valentina checked her watch. “It’s one minute after midnight.”

“Maybe she disappeared because she didn’t accomplish her task.” Lorelei suggested.

At that moment, whatever spell was on the children seemed to break and they started asking questions. They headed back to the precinct, with Lorelei being dropped off close to home to hide her involvement. Lorelei felt a little disappointed she wouldn’t get to see the children reunited with their parents, but it would lead to a lot of questions. As Lorelei was getting ready for bed, she couldn’t help the sense of satisfaction she felt. Helping to save those kids, knowing that they were being returned to their parents. She couldn’t imagine the pain those parents must have felt, not knowing where their child was. At least it had all worked out. Although they still had no idea what La Llorona was. Maybe ghosts were real.

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[chaosverseline]

Memes

When imu first met crocodile (note :crocodile is trans here and was assigned female at birth, he is really a male, but in here he is still a baby)

Imu :okay! 😃Grandma is here! Now where is that baby!

Imu:(Sees baby crocodile) 😍gimme!gimme!gimme! Come on,where is she.where is she.

imu:(sees Edward Newgate) (>:0) yeah, I see you son in law, you’re chopped liver, where is the baby.

Yraif :(hands the baby to imu)

imu: Oh! �� oh!

-five minutes later-

imu: I know you told me not to get you any clothes but….(holds up the armful of shopping bags 🛍) they partially jump in the cart!

-one second later-

imu:(cooing over their first grandchild) oh~! Isn’t she … just… god..

-2 minutes later-

imu: I know you said you have enough enough quilts,but….(pulls out a well done quilt from a box) I crochet them on the way in.

— much time later-

baby crocodile: (baby cries)Waaah— wah!

imu: OK, 😨(panicking) grandma got it,grandma got it 😰

imu:(sees *insert someone *rushing in)

imu: (demon mode)NOBODY ELSE TOUCHES THE KID, GRANDMA GOT IT!🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

* silence *

imu: 😅(calms down)whew, grandma have a little stroke , but I got u now.

—-at the end——-

imu:(to yraif and Edward Newgate) no pressure but… I want another one, make it happen.

—— after god valley——

imu: seriously? You two got 6 ass long years and still no 2nd kid? Then who else I can spoil! Did you two forgot how it works? Newgate , did you put it in the right place? Ah, well, it too late now, I’m taking yriaf with me, yes, young lady , you’re grounded for the next 20 years for this stupid stunt. Pray I didn’t extend it to 70 years.

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You want beer?

imu: yriaf meet your father. I hope you two would get along.

xebec:…. Um…..

xebec: (holds up a beer glass 🍺) you want a beer?

imu:(smacks xebec head) (((ꎤ ✧曲✧)̂—̳͟͞͞o ShE is four! 🤬

xebec: I DONT KNOW! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH HER?! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

imu: this wouldn’t happen if you didn’t left when she still a baby!

[afterwards]

narrator: xebec d rocks slept on the couch that night. Despite the rocky meeting, xebec eventually became a girl dad and charmed his way back into imu’s graces after a round of make up s*x. Which lasted for another 10 years until imu got annoyed with his lack of spousal commitment and xebec being always running off to his ship for another adventure and yeah, the whole I-want-to-take-over-the-world thing.

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Xebec and imu’s red flag

xebec:Hey girl, what's your favorite film?They said

imu: the best movie of all, a masterpiece of art called Human Centipede, Human Centipede(shadowy arms spout from their back)

Xebec: I think that I'm gonna get murdered tonight.

Xebec: I try to get the waiter's attention by blinking in morse code

Imu: (creepy)Why are you blinking so much?

Xebec:(rubbing the corners of his eye)I've got something in my eye

Imu:(shows really sharp fingernails)Here, let me get it out.

xebec:no thank you, I don't wanna die.

Saint elder: (dress up as a waiter and whispering at xebec ear)Bonjour, sir was blinking at me, is this because your date is a freak?

xebec and saint elder:(looks at imu, they are making a figure out of toothpicks and olives, in the chest of the figure is impaled with toothpicks)

Xebec:No

Saint elder:Very good then, bon appétit

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Amateurs

Donquixote Doflamingo : I am the first celestial dragon pirate!

Sir crocodile: I was there before you, you only publicized yourself as a celestial dragon so everyone can kiss your feet!

?: amateurs.

Doflamingo: What was that, punk?!

Yriaf : Amateurs.<——sailed under xebec d rocks as an active crew member undetected for 20 years prior to the god valley incident. A long time before either two amateurs ever came along.

every member of the d clan who are pirates: Hi. <——even though they are not celestial dragons,but they are still related to the nerona clan regardless, as the D clan are all related to imu’s half siblings at one point.

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Five elder stars: we need an army.

imu: I can take on xebec.

elder stars: in a fight right?

imu:……….:)

elder stars: in a fight right??😨

—————-/———pigeon meme——-

imu: (to literally anyone in close proximity to child/grandchildren/great grandchildren ) is this a new in law I need to torture?

[tekeruthechaotictrap]

It has been a long while since I've made a fanfic so um... please enjoy this Lackadaisy fanfiction about my funky lil'OC. If you have any sort of advice on how I could get better I am always happy to hear!

Lament of a Nobody (Chapter 1)

Meeting Mitzi May.

"Yes Rocky. I understand honey, goodbye now."

The beautiful woman walked into her office, whilst attempting to get the needy Rocky away from her for a little while. It was clear from the look on her face that this day was terrible so far. Mitzi May, as always, had her hands full running the Speakeasy left behind by her late husband. Unfortunately, the day would not get any better. Something she'd realise as she walked towards her desk.

"Long day Mrs May?"

An unknown voice would speak from behind Mitzi. When she turned surprised, the fact that this was a stranger was further emphasised as she had seen an unfamiliar face. It belonged to a russian blue cat, one who was short, smooth-faced and young. Saying he was 5'4 would have been a stretch.

"Who are you?" Mitzi would say in her gorgeous southern accent. Subtly reaching for something behind her desk.

"You needn't arm yourself ma'am, I mean no harm."

The Russian Blue would say. Strangely enough he did sound quite reassuring, something about his soft voice combined with his unassuming looks made him seem like he could be trusted. Luckily Mitzi has been in this business for a while and knows even the most unassuming can hide some darkness.

"And how do I know you're telling the truth?"

The young man responds quite quickly.

"I heard you speaking to someone I assume may be an employee. You could always ask them to check me."

Mitzi would raise an eyebrow, still understandably suspicious of the stranger in front of her. She'd stare in silence until saying in a raised voice.

"Rocky, honey! If you're still out there, could you come in?"

Almost immediately, a tabby cat in blue fedora, blazer and pants rushed in.

"Yes Mrs M!" Rocky would say enthusiastically, a wide manic smile (seemingly) permanently on his face.

"Honey, can you check our.... unexpected guest for any weapons?" Mitzi would ask of Rocky.

At this Rocky would turn to the intruder. His smile would falter a bit. Looking somewhat confused. "You mean... the short one with purple pants?" He would ask. "OK then!"

At that moment Mitzi realised she hadn't payed attention to what the mysterious Russian Blue had been wearing. He was wearing a plain white button up shirt and some purple pants, as well as a white fedora with a purple band. Both the sleeves of the shirt and the trouser legs were rolled up, from this Mitzi begun to get some sort of idea of who the stranger could be. It was a far too familiar picture, so poor that they can't afford clothes and have to wear some family member's hand-me-downs instead. This made him even more dangerous in her eyes, some people who are struggling like this will do anything for money. Even being payed by a competitor to take the boss lady down.

As she had been mulling this over, Rocky was patting down the stranger as instructed. "Not a gun, not a dagger, not even a toothpick!"

"Thank you Rocky, you can leave now." Mitzi would reply.

"Are you sure Mrs M? He could still be dangerous."

"Yes Rocky, I am certain I can handle this myself."

Rocky hesitated a bit before leaving as instructed.

"So..." Mitzi would say, motioning for the stranger to take a seat in front of her. He would quickly comply. "What is it you wanted to talk about?"

"I was wondering if I could work for you at your establishment." The young man spoke cordially. But yet again, Mitzi couldn't shake the feeling there was something buried behind that strange politeness. It was there and then that Mitzi took into account the details of the young man's face. Round, one not in this situation may have even called it 'cute', and a small polite smile. However, the eyes are a different story. Turquoise irises glared at the woman, an almost predatory stare. Mitzi recognised those eyes as the eyes of someone who knows exactly what they want, whether what he wants benefits her or not. She it yet to know.

"Honey, you want to work for me?... how old even are you?"

"I recognise that I am of short stature, but I am an adult. I'm 19."

Mitzi would pause, thinking about her next steps carefully.

"You know, this seems pretty... suspicious from my perspective. You show up out of the blue and simply state you want to be employed. How do I know you're not from some, rival Speakeasy who wants to take us down from the inside?"

"Who would want to do that? No offence ma'am but your establishment has been hitting some hard times."

"Well... I don't even know your name!"

"I'm not at liberty to discuss that."

"That's, yet again, very suspicious."

"I understand that-"

"What should I even call you if you don't want to give me your name?"

"John Doe."

There would be a sudden pause as Mitzi looked at John in confusion.

"As in... what doctors call people who's names they don't know?" She'd ask

"Yes."

"OK then, John Doe.... why should I hire you?"

"I am a hardworker, with many skills. I will do whatever job you ask me to. And, I'd be doing it all for free."

Mitzi would look shocked. That last sentence was unexpected, it went against the assumption she had made earlier about John.

"For.... for free?"

"Yes, something tells me you'd be quite happy about that. Your empire is crumbling after all, some free labour must be quite good news for you."

Mitzi would stay silent for a while, mulling everything over. It was clear, whoever was in front of her, was a walking mystery, a talking contradiction.

"I see that you require some time to think. I understand that this must hard to process. I'll be back soon." John would say, getting up and turning around. However before he could take a step he could hear Mrs May's voice.

"Wait!" She'd sigh slightly. She was apprehensive about what she was about to say. "Be at the Little Daisy Café later. 9pm at the latest. Horatio will be infront of the entrance at around 7:30pm waiting for you. Show him the pin I'm about to give you. Go to the speakeasy, get to know the place before I give you your first job."

John would smirk, his fangs on display. He had gotten what he wanted, whether that benefited only him, or the speakeasy as a whole too is yet to be determined. He'd turn back to Mitzi for a moment.

"Thank you ma'am, you won't regret it. Oh and, by the way. You don't need to give me a pin. I already have one."

He'd bring up his shirt collar to reveal that he, indeed, does have the signature lackadaisy club pin. Leaving Mitzi confused once again. Before tipping his fedora and giving a courteous "Farewell" before turning and this time actually leaving.

[whumpbump]

Baby pt. 3 - Bedtime

Cw: manhandling, drugging via syringe and eye drops

The Whumpers attempted to get Whumpee to take the bottle but as hungry as Whumpee was, they were fearful of what could be in that “special mix.”

“Sweetheart, please, you need to eat something. You probably don’t feel very well because you haven’t eaten in awhile. Babies need their nutrients!” Whumper 1 started off pleading kindly but began to get frustrated with the lack of response of the “baby.”

“Sweetheart,” through gritted teeth, “you’re really going to need to cooperate to stay healthy.”

Whumper 2 led Whumper 1 away as they had a quiet conversation. “I know it’s a rocky start but we can’t let this one go like the last. Let’s get the harness-“ Whumper 2 said as they pulled a breast-feeding harness out of the hall closet, meant for any gender to hold a bottle.

“Ok, ok, that’s a good plan. Would you like to feed the baby or shall I?” Whumper 1 questioned as they both turned to look at Whumpee who was observing quietly. As soon as Whumper 2 held up the harness so Whumpee could see, maintaining eye contact, Whumpee picked up the bottle and began to drink.

“Well that was easier than we thought.” Whumper 2 mused. Whumper 1 wasn’t as amused as they were relieved. They wanted this one to thrive so badly.

“Oh my goodness what a hungry BABY! Good job, honey!” Whumper 1 celebrated with arms open as they crossed the kitchen.

The Whumpers watched their baby eat, until every last drop of what tasted like a fruity protein shake was gone. Ok, it wasn’t actually that bad, but I guess I can’t do a hunger strike without one of these crazies trying to use a goddamn breastfeeding harness on me.

Whumpee was deep in thought as they observed their surroundings. The kitchen was painted a pale purple with green ivy detailing. They knew there was a pantry behind them as that was where Whumper 1 retrieved the powder to make their dinner, and a hall from where they were brought from, from what they could vaguely remember due to the eye drops. While trying to see what was down the hallway, the straps were undone on their chair.

Whumper 2 removed the tray on the chair and Whumpee saw their chance. Zigzagging around Whumper 1’s waiting arms, they took off down the hallway towards what looked like a promising door. Whipping it open, they saw a room of pictures. Other young adults around Whumpee’s age, all dressed in adult-sized children-styled clothing, all looking at the camera in silent pleas for help through their smiles.

Whumpee felt sick. Backing up, they bumped into Whumper 2 as Whumper 1 opened the cap of the dreaded drops again. Sullenly, they allowed themselves to have their head tilted up. Their eyes were already watering out of grief and hopelessness.

Whumper 1 tsked at them. “Honey, calm yourself it’s really not that bad-“ they shushed as they dried Whumpee’s tears to prepare for the incoming drugs. “If you just gave it a chance, this will not be a bad life for you-“ Whumpee began to wail at the prospect of this being their life and giving in to their captors. They already felt themselves losing spark which further terrified them.

“Whumper 2, get a syringe with 10 units, I just want to calm them down a bit,” Whumper 1 whispered. They just needed Whumpee calm enough for the drops. They did not need another escape attempt, and the eye drops had less side effects than the injectable and inhaled medications. They were fond of this one and wanted them comfortable.

Whumpee was spiraling. As they stood there sobbing, they felt Whumper 1 gather them into a hug. Feebly, they tried to wiggle out but froze when they felt the unmistakable pinch of a needle in their upper arm. They began to cry harder and the hug tightened but then, Whumpee couldn’t cry anymore. “Wha- wha-wha’d-“ “That’s enough now. No speaking. Look at me, dear, let’s dry those eyes,” Whumper 1 softly said as they dried Whumpee’s eyes once more in preparation for the drops.

Nodding at Whumper 2, who took over holding up Whumpee by wrapping a stabilizing arm under Whumpee’s arms around their midsection, used their other hand to tilt Whumpee’s head up.

Looking up miserably, Whumpee accepted the drops and allowed themselves to slip away as they fully relied on Whumper 2 to keep them from collapsing.

“Time for bed, little one. Feeling sleepy?” Whumper 2 whispered in Whumpee’s ear. “Hhng.” Whumpee managed to whisper once more before falling into the blackness.

@eatyourdamnpears

[ben-the-hyena]

For any OC you have

💓 - What are some signs they’ve fallen for someone? How do they show their affection?

🤔 - What’s something they’ll never understand?

Ok how about more Meryamun ? I swear I will talk about his family soon enough too X'D

💓 first, context : Meryamun fell in love only 2-3 times in his life

One not mutual as a teenage boy for a mysterious middle aged hairy and muscular-yet-petite woman from very far away in Asia from an unknown country who had come overnight in his town and disappeared a few days later just as suddenly which was brushed off as a teenager infatuition by his parents but forever shaped his tastes in women (plot twist : she WAS his wife, Yumi, who accidentally found herself thrown way back in time after an "episode"'s shennanigans and she tried to be as neutral as ever not to alter the past plus it's weird to see the man you love the age of your own teenage children and rejecting him like "look you are too young for me, you will find the right one one day" while in her time he is older than her, so in a way it means he was always meant to fall in love with her)

Another with his childhood friend Neferet when they were 18 when he realized how she always was there for him and how much they had in common and all the fun they had and they were together for a few months before it... didn't feel right for him anymore both because it was the start of his villain arc and he was becoming ambitious realizing he loves war and wanted to become pharaoh one say and she wasn't socially important enough for him pluuuus deep down he still thought about that one woman and his friend did not look like his type at all so he ended up breaking up with and breaking her heart and she left with her family to another town and he never saw her again (and to this day he feels like an ass about it and feels very guilty wondering if she would forgive him and in fact grieves her since 5000 years later she is probably long dead unlike him)

And who he still loves to this day like he never loved Yumi his wife and mother of his children despite a rocky beginning due to vampire-werewolf rivalry even if FROM the start she absolutely was his type physically and looked nearly identical to that woman from long ago (DUH) so the rivalry was already flirty from the start

And to all 3 of them, when he catches romantic feelings, he gets dreamy. Almost shy even, even when he was flirty and made sex jokes until then if he did like for Yumi. He becomes awkward blth embarrassed his own feelings or fearing to sound creepy or stupid, especially from someone as collected and "professional" as him usually, it feels nearly abnormal, he does slap himself a few times, except maybe the first time when being high on teenage hormones he embraces it much more easily ready to jump on her now hence why it only took him a day before going doki doki while 18 years for Neferet and a year for Yumi (unaware she was his first crush)

But when he ends up accepting it and stop fighting, he goes forward and usually does the first step, telling that mysterious woman right before she left how she can stay and they can be together because he thinks he loves her, and shyly to Neferet his feelings for her seel to have stepped higher tha friendship these days and if she is willing they could give it a try ; it was ironically both harder for Yumi because WEREWOLF and he was still nearly a full on villain when meeting her so he didn't want to soften up again after all his progress done yet also easier because they had no real declaration but sttaight up kissed and fucked because she was in heat and he was in rut from smelling it (they would both try to ignore it and not talk about it again but got super affectionate and nicer after as if they were dating without being dating, until growing sad when having to part ways and he thought he would still just be a lone vampire again full of regrets until she gave up and left her pack to join him again and she was the one to declare him how they can give it a try which reminisced him of what he he said to Neferet and they kissed again but sweetly this time)

Once he was with Neferet (didn't last long tho) and Yumi (600 years and still counting !) no more awkwardness or denial. He can still be dreamy daydreaming about his love unable to wait to see her again (the early times for Neferet at least), will love making or buying presents, will be a flirtatious gentleman finding any excuse to compliment, touch and kiss, and will be horny and passionate, because he is a big romantic who needs to show her and make her feel how much he loves her

But with Yumi who is the love of his immortal life, it is even more beautiful and blatant. They are EXTREMELY horny and passionate doing it at least once a day unless one is sick or away or upset, they are very cuddly and touchy, they go on dates very often, being a billionaire he treats her with expensive stuff very often, having become a talented chef in the meantime he loves to feed her and she being super gluttonous (a side effect of lycanthropism in my lore) happily serves as his test when he asks for her opinion on his future menu additions to his restaurant, they travelled together for centuries seeing the world together, she is his PERFECT type of woman her aggressive werewolf form making him swoon and turning him on like nobody ever did before, and being immortal blood thirsty monsters who once were human and had trauma and felt oh so lonely until meeting they understand each other like no one does either, hunting together, keeping each other's secret safe, listening and giving advice, comforting, and he feels safe enough to confess to her what he used to keep for himself behind a "smug assholish classy villain who mocks" mask when he met het. Their relationship and their hybrid children are so known among the supernatural society it does rise questions about the matter of a werewolf and a vampire together, some applauding the change and others calling them degenerates

As for his first wife, princess then queen Meritites, he never loved her, he didn't even court her he only bootlicked her father enough until he would offer her to him, and he never touched her. Not physically his type (too conventionally feminine), too young to his tastes (he loves them mature), and again it was only as a tool to power, once he was in the royal family he was not interested in having heirs with her and just ignored her for their short years of marriage not bothering to have her at least care for him one way or another and not hiding his contempt and annoyance whenever she wanted to speak with him and seeing mistresses not even in the context of a harem which would have been acceptable for a pharaoh but he wasn't interestee in either but straight up mistresses in town therefore truly cheating to Ancient Egyptian standards, making her resent him deeply and gladly lock him inside his sarcophagus chained up when he became a vampire, remarried and erased his name from history. Something he had not thought through, for someone who manipulated his way up lmao

🤔 Meryamun loves many things many don't, and is very tolerant. Peace when war is so cool ? Sure, many people are scared of blood and death, of course they would want the boring way of life to feel safe. Hairy mature muscular women are not seen as attractive to society ? Ok sure, he can see the appeal in liking them young and feminine, he did love Neferet who was his age and more conventionally attractive for a time and before meeting that mysterious lady his hormones had him be attracted to other conventional hot girls his age or older. Not wanting the sun dead ? Well himself used to worship it and the majority of people were not betrayed by it like he had been so let them stay be blind and love it, plus now he has a wife and children and friends he is aware they will need the sun to live, so it kills him to admit it but he can't allow himself to ever ler it dead anymore. Fearing blood and gore ? Well he loves war and is a vampire which many are not so it is understandable they don't see the attrait. Not liking cats when they are superior to dogs ? Well dogs are fun and cats do have an attitude, plus he basically is married to one and father of half canids now so in a way he does love both now. Modern art and music even if they make such weird sounds and are just... one color in a canvas ? To each their taste he guesses he's too old for this anyway. Eat the rich ? Hehe he knows why, and his experience with ignoring his ex wife backfiring taught him on the contrary to have the popular opinion be "eat the rich... except Lord Ankhkemet he is valid" by being very generous and do true actual good better than most billionaires for the citizens to suspect nothing so he can have the time to determine through smell which is the healthiest to drain off their blood tonight

But if there is ONE thing he will never tolerate is fucking up food to which he turns full on Gordon Ramsay, his trainees CRY in his restaurant and his chefs still sweat in his presence fearing to do one mistake he would notice. If he loves you you sure will argue. He tolerates failing ONLY for children and teenagers but he estimates adults should know for a living ESPECIALLY if it's your job and are supposed to be so-called experienced, the literal "oh darling. Oh gorgeous VS YOU FUCKING DONKEY" Gordon Ramsay meme. Meryamun loves all types of cooking, even junk food or street food which many food snobs would reject, he doesn't at all because to him as long as it is good it is good. But if IN FRONT OF HIM you let the chicken be raw when it's not supposed to be a chicken tartare he will do his BEST not to take his monster form to rip your veins out of you. Sometimes some so called professionals who fucked up a tiramissu in front of him are next on his target list to hunt down. He understands mistakes which are on THIN ice. It is when deliberate or not cared about he goes murderous. Sometimes for the lolz his kids or friends show him videos of badly cooked food and he starts swearing in Ancient Egyptian and his pupils grow feline-like and his teeth bare while they laugh

[petitelepus]

I know, I know, I already asked for a matchup, but I love your writing too much not to ask for another. This time for an OC (TWST pls) (it's ok if you don't want to do this also) :

Full name: Saima Chowdhury

Race: Human

Pronouns: She/her (experimenting with they/them) (they're a demigirl)

Ethnicity: Bangladeshi

Birthday: June 11th

Height: 159 cm

Likes: Anime, drawing comics, video games, spending time with her older sister, sweets, fairy tales

Dislikes: Cruelty, confrontation, people threatening her friends and family, bullies, poorly written… well, anything, when her sister’s arrogance gets the better of her

Personality and interests: Saima is a cheerful, upbeat young girl. She has a way of speaking that makes a lot of people feel drawn to her, which is something her older sister, Parvana (who she calls Boro Apu) had always secretly admired. Growing up, she looked up to her older sister a lot, as she took really good care of her, helped her with her homework, and got along with her friends. She says that “looking back, she wasn’t conventionally cool, but did younger me care? Heck. No.” While she did look up to Parvana, she couldn’t help but feel jealous of her, as she had a lot going for her. She also thought of Parvana’s best friend Joanne as a second older sister, as she firmly believed in the power of kindness also. Her relationship with Parvana had grown a little bit rocky due to the two of them becoming isolated from each other. She and her older sister, however, are working to smooth out the relationship. While she is perfectionistic, she is also a little bit scatterbrained much to the dismay of her parents and her sister, who, as she says “are much more organized than [she is].” She almost burned the eggs she was making for the first time to a crisp. She is still working on her organizational skills and has come a long way, especially during her time in Twisted Wonderland, as apparently, someone has to hold the brain cells.

I hope this is enough infrmation. Thanks

I match her with Deuce Spade!

When Saima got transported to Night Raven College, Deuce was amongst the first ones who welcomed and took her in. He feels symphony towards Saima's situation and wishes to help her get back to her world and make things right with her sister.

Deuce feels drawn toward Saima's cheerful and kind personality. He used to be a quite troublemaker when younger, but he grew out of it and wants to do good and right and become an honor student. He is sure that with Saima he could do better. Deuce is extremely compassionate and he has a strong moral understanding.

Much like Saima, Deuce hates confrontation, bullies, and such. He tries to keep his temper in check but loses his cool when witnessing injustice. If anyone gives Saimi a hard time or tries to use her kindness for their own benefit, Deuce is there to protect her.

The young man enjoys watching Anime with you and happily lets you pick the shows you watch since they are different from the ones in your reality. Comics and video games are cool also and if Saima wants, Deuce knows a couple of fairy tales that his mother used to tell to him when small.

Deuce admires Saima's dedication to things that interest her and if she starts showing signs of her mind wandering, he is quick to guide her back on track.

It's symbiotic, the relationship between Deuce and Saima. Deuce protects her and she tries to keep him and his trouble-finding friends, Ace and Grim, out of trouble, which ain't as easy as it sounds, but that makes Deuce just admire her more.

[xxzineraxx]

What I Wanted To An Extent Vol.1 Chapter 1 Fresh Not Liquid. Part 1

This is part 1

Ananias: "Ok so why did you break it you don't know how much that phone cost?"

Robert: "He doesn't he is immature and thinks that he can get anything he wants since he is young. But when I was 12 and I asked dad for a phone he yelled at me and when I broke things he grounded me" he says as he zips up his jacket

Rocky: "That's not true I am the most mature person you will ever meet"

Robert: "Oh please you don't even touch grass. Nor can you cook" He responds in a joking tone of manner while also being serious

Ananias: "Arguing with your family is unholy and unhuman. Besides you should be focusing on what you will tell your father about your phone being broken. And the fact that you did it on purpose is what will make it worse."

Robert: "The damages look intentional" he says as he leans on the bridge "He is going to know Rocky. Breaking things isn't going to get you what you want"

Rocky: '"I know but....what if we made A lemonade stand we could make enough money off of it so that I can buy another phone just like this one. Dad won't notice "

Robert: "What will it look like? Two fifteen year olds and a twelve year old selling lemonade near the interstate 5?"

Ananias: "Like creativity! Like people with ambition! Like something God would want."

Robert: "You always see the good in things" he sighs "and it is a little bit annoying. Do you ever get mad?"

Ananias: "I'd prefer not to. There is nothing for me to get mad about."

Robert: "Hmm interesting. But what if someone stole your car what would you do?"

Ananias: "I don't have a car but if I did, I would be disappointed but I know that God would work thinks out for me" he responds as he kneels over to tie his shoelaces

A business woman walks up to Ananias her name is Julie

Julie: "Wow your hair is so beautiful young man" she says in awe "Is it real?"

Ananias: He looks up at the lady who appears to be in her mid 30's dressed in a Emerald Green Mylie Kennal dress with a long tan trench coat. "Thank you miss that was very kind of you. And yes it is real" he says as he gets up "My name is Ananias Monsole and this is Robert and Rocky Colton"

Julie: "I'm Julie Sway and I work for Sway Enterprises and you two are absolutely handsome young men. Your son Robert is absolutely gorgeous, very adorable! How old are you young man?" She says as she reaches to shake Rocky's hand

Rocky: "Um... thanks I guess. I'm twelve by the way this is actually my brother not my dad" he says as he shakes her hand

what happens next? Follow for more

[motownfiction]

new paint

Charlie gets the OK from the landlord to paint the kitchen in the apartment, and he’s thrilled. Carrie doesn’t know about it. It’s a surprise. He knows that new paint won’t solve everything, but he thinks maybe it’s a good symbol. The two of them have always been good with those.

It’s been about a year since Charlie moved back in. His son is three months old (and so is his second daughter, but he can’t think about her, not right now, not right now). Because Cal is so new, Carrie and Cordelia have been taking him on a tour to meet as many relatives as he can. He won’t remember a damn thing about a damn thing, of course. Charlie’s pretty sure that’s a good thing. If he could go back and forget what it’s like to get a kiss on the cheek from Ginny Sullivan after she’s just had a chili dog with onions, he wouldn’t hesitate.

Charlie wasn’t invited on any of the trips to see the relatives. He doesn’t ask why. He probably wouldn’t have invited himself if he were the rest of them.

This weekend, Carrie and Cordelia are driving Cal over to Newark, where Carrie’s eldest brother Rocky has lived for the past couple of years. He moved to teach at the Business School over at Rutgers. That’s what happens when you’re old and good enough at your job, he says. They ask you to teach other people to get better. Charlie tries not to take it personally.

He takes a look at the clock. Carrie should be home any minute, and as soon as she walks in, she’ll see the kitchen. Charlie spent all weekend painting. He barely took any breaks. A few times, he tried to sleep, but it just never worked. Painting the kitchen was just too important. A symbol. He takes a deep breath and feels his knees begin to tremble and shake, just like they did when he was waiting for Carrie to walk down the aisle.

The front door clicks open.

She’s home.

Cordelia walks in first, carrying baby Cal in her arms. When she sees Charlie nervously standing there in front of the new-looking kitchen, she makes a face like she can’t believe it (in a bad way). Charlie pleads with her, just with his eyes, and Cordelia sighs. She’s letting him win – but only just.

“Mom, I’m gonna put Cal down,” she calls over her shoulder. “I think your husband has a surprise for you.”

Carrie laughs as she walks through the front door.

“A surprise?” she asks. “I highly doubt …”

She stops as soon as she sees it. The new paint. The surprise. She just looks shocked. Not much else at first. Just shocked. Charlie grins at her, hoping that will do something, anything, just to get her to talk.

“Well?” he says. “Do you like it?”

Carrie steps into the kitchen and takes a look around. Everything else is exactly where she left it. Everything but the paint color. She looks at Charlie like she can’t believe him, and he can’t tell if that’s supposed to be good or bad.

“Charlie,” she says. “What did you do?”

“I painted the kitchen for you,” he says. “Don’t tell me you don’t get it. The walls are …”

“Teal.”

“Right. Don’t you remember when we first got married, and you said that teal was the perfect color for a kitchen?”

“Oh, I … I remember.”

“And I wasn’t hearing it because I was young and dumb and selfish. Well, I don’t wanna be young and dumb and selfish anymore. I wanna be … well, I still wanna be young, but I want to be smart. So I thought … I thought I’d give you the kitchen color you always wanted. I thought … I thought it would be good that I remembered.”

Carrie takes a deep breath in. She looks like she might cry, but she’s holding it in. Charlie still can’t tell if that’s good or bad. With Carrie, there are so many ways it could go. Too many ways it could go.

She walks up to him and hugs him around the waist. Tightly. Not as tight as she can, but tight enough so that Charlie knows she’s not going anywhere (that she doesn’t want him to go anywhere).

“It is good,” she says. “Thank you.”

Charlie just stays in the hug.

He did good, he thinks. He did good.

[sakurachan7734]

Dangerous bloodline

One off story

Saturn pov

Now I will admit I did like all the luxuries I had growing up private school, nice toys and gadgets, cute clothes but ever since I was young I had to be used as a distraction in order to get said luxuries which is why I have a rocky relationship with my parents because they’re starting to get into their old age and want me to take over their mafia which I don’t wanna I don’t wanna kill for a job I mean sure My job here does involve violence but it’s not on a daily basis fuck I’m surprised I wasn’t orphaned at any point in my childhood because my parents were killed or arrested, lots of people seem to think that being the wife or child of a mafia boss is awesome you’re filthy rich, You get a bunch of vacations and everybody’s terrified of you but let me tell you something At least from my experience It wasn’t awesome I look exactly like my dad which made everybody fear me and they only befriended me out of fear and my life was put on the line at a very young age because I was a distraction for the kidnapping and murderers they will commit because they can’t keep a four-year-old out of whatever they’re doing I would be more happy if they lied about what they were doing for work 

Angela:Judy!

Saturn: what?

Angela: you know it’s rude face when somebody’s talking right? 

Saturn: I know mom sorry why are you at my work?

Angela: I need to talk to you

Saturn: no I’m not going to take over your gang this job is much more safe then yours 

Angela: there is violence in this job too. What are you talking about?

Saturn: yes but it’s not every day and we only use it if everything else didn’t work

Angela: honey me and your father made sure to give you the best you can’t just take over for us?

Saturn: listen mom I’m grateful for everything I had growing up I just hate that you had to drag me into it and just because I enjoyed everything I had doesn’t mean I’m gonna take over. 

Angela:*sigh* you’ll change your mind some day

Saturn: keep dreaming mom

Angela: don’t give me that attitude missy

Saturn: I’m a grown woman I can give you any attitude I want

Angela: honey your father is setting everything up so you could take over once we hit our 70s can you just try it out or at least one day?

Saturn: I know this trick mom you’re gonna convince me to do one day of it and then you’re gonna try to manipulate me into doing more immortal I eventually quit my job here and work with you listen I love you both but get the fuck out of my office

Angela: fine, but I have one more thing. Your father expects you for dinner by the end of the month it’s something very important

Saturn: I swear to God it’s just what you’ve been arguing me about or It’s trying to make me find a husband 

Angela: no it’s not that Just be there OK?

Saturn: fine I will be there

At the end of the month Judy is eating dinner with her parents

Saturn: what do you want to talk to me about?

Patrick: it’s just been so long since we have seen you

saturn: ok well life has been good

Patrick: how has work been going?

Saturn: well I’m not dead yet so it’s going good 

Patrick: seems like you had a good day because you’re not snippy with me 

Saturn: because you and mom are finally starting to chill out on trying to get me to take over the mafia and trying to make me find a husband even though I’ve told you several times I might interested in marriage

Angela: you’ll change your mind and settle down someday 

Saturn: keep dreaming

Patrick: there you go with the attitude again

Saturn: I wonder who I got it from 

Angela: Judy we love you but we are setting up you taking over the mafia 

Saturn:* stand up and slammed her fist on the table* and I told you I don’t want to!! But you seem to not be getting the hint I love you both too but this conversation is over

Saturn leaves the room 

Angela: what are we gonna do with her?

Patrick: we’re not gonna send anybody to kill our own daughter Let’s just give her space and time I know she will change her mind eventually

End of story 

[gatheringbones]

[“All The Animals

Sometime in the winter I say, “Let's go to Puerto Rico." Thinking of the little patch of pasture and a visitor's bunkhouse I'd found the year before, from a two-line ad in the hand-typed stapled “Lesbian Connection." Because how do you travel, a woman alone who can't, won't, doesn't want to hang out at the bar late at night in case a man, or in spite of a man. Some dykes in Michigan had been putting out that newsletter for years, from before I was out as a lesbian.

I am thinking of Leslie and me as “lesbians" until I say, “Let's go!" Then Leslie says OK, sounds OK, won't need a passport to go from the U.S., she doesn't have a passport, and her driver's license is iffy, about to expire, and how to get another with the M to match her who people see, so definitely no passport, but the license is good through next year, OK to travel on, but what about them expecting only “women" if it is one of those “women-only" places for lesbians, but if men go there too, then are the bathrooms coded, will she have to take herself out of “woman" to be able to use the bathroom? When it is just her and me being lesbians?

We don't talk about this all at once, but at some point I write off to the woman who lives there and takes in paying guests at the camp- out pasture and the bunkhouse with the porched kitchen for cooking, and I don't now remember what I said, how did I evenexplain my question? “A very masculine woman"

But the woman writes back and says, no problem, no problem, everyone welcome as they are, and then we are in a bumblebee of a plane propelled from the mainland to Isla de Vieques, La Nena, and then in the rattling straight- shift rental we both know how to drive, bumping uphill over unknown dirt roads in the rapidly- gaining dark, there we are staggering under our borrowed tent we've never set up together, through the unknown weeds and sand out into the pasture with only starlight for our guide, putting our shelter up as if blindfolded, some elaborate survival test that we pass while doubled over laughing, falling into our sleeping bags with our clothes on, then our clothes off, skin to skin, waking up to roosters crowing, heat crowding in on us with the first staring sun. Leslie lying on me, sweating on me, fucking me until I crow with pleasure, and in the middle some huge animal comes snuffling at our edges to see what we are doing. Laughing again.

There is a rain-water, gravity-released cold shower and no gender required anywhere. It's a two-acre paradise, and in the photographs, I have a red hibiscus flower behind my right ear as I smile, and Leslie is smiling on the beach in a bathing t- shirt and shorts, her arms open wide and outstretched to me. We don't go to the luminescent bay at midnight to see the water coruscating with all its tiny beings, but we do go to the west end of the island one midday, and at the edge of the sand there is a tiny pulpo swimming in the rocky shallows, its eight arms busy gathering lunch. So close we could have touched its arms wheeling and whirling.

Then a jeep of men drives up, Leslie hurries me into our rattle- trap and does a three- point getaway in the sand. She is serious about our getting away. They look like Gls off duty looking for something to do, and there we are, available to be done. Who knows who it is they see when they look at us? The island is occupied by the U.S., has been occupied since 1898, and these young white guys are part of an occupying force used to doing whatever they want with whoever is on the island, us or the people who live there or the pulpo in the small, transparent wash of the sea.

Years after us there are waves of demonstrations to fight off the Occupation, the pollution the military leaves behind, the leftover bombs. What we see that day when we drive south to have lunch in Esperanza is graffiti on the sea wall: U.S. Out!

On the way back to our refuge, we see another whitewashed cement wall by the road, with all the animals painted, jumping out of a cerulean blue wheel of constellations, a whale, a dolphin, an eagle, a panther and the wild, wild whirling arms of the little pulpo.”]

minnie bruce pratt, from sinister wisdom issue 122: How Can A Woman Who Is With A Trans Man Call Herself A Lesbian? spring 2024

[captainmaplesblog]

Life of Lea Volume 1 Chapter 7: Guardian of the Fire Region

“So, what does this fire castle look like?” Lea asked curiously.

“Well it’s made of fire oak,” Elizabeth replies as she fixed her hair as she was getting hot.

“Fire oak?” Lea said a bit confused as she's never heard of this.

“It is fireproof oak” Elizabeth replied as she helped Lea with her hair.

“Odd but cool,” Lea said as she let Elizabeth braid her hair.

“Indeed, it also has a hot spring around the castle instead of a lake filled with crocodiles” Sergean explains as he took off his cloak and put it in his bag.

“Then it must be boiling,” Lea said as she adjusted her shirt.

“It is please trust me on this” Mimi said with a shudder.

“Hm… alright,” Alyssa said bluntly as she took off her hoodie and then put it in her bag.

“Does anything look different, Sergean?” Lea asked as she remembered what happened in the Spirit Region and Water Region.

“Nothing yet” Sergean replied as he kept his eyes open to their surroundings.

“Ok then,” Lea said as she walks beside him.

“I’ll let you know when I notice something odd,” Sergean replies as he glanced at her.

“Alright then,” Lea said as she kept her eyes open too.

He nods as they soon get to a big red castle that is surrounded by fire lilies, red roses, and yellow roses the front door was covered in gold carvings, and behind the castle was a big volcano, yellow streams of liquid flowed from it.

“I thought you said it was made of fire oak,” Lea said a bit confused. 

“The bridge and tower tops are made of it,” Sergean said.

“Looks like the grass needs to be cut as it is covering the flowers” Elizabeth pointed out.

"So it wasn't all made of fire oak..." Lea thought to herself.

“Lady Georgia should be inside,” Mimi said as she looks for the doorbell.

Nick nods as he flies up and presses the doorbell before landing beside Mimi. They then wait for someone to open the gate.

“So what are these types of bricks made of called?” Lea asked curiously.

“Lava bricks” Elizabeth replied.

“Very cool,” Lea said admiring the castle’s detail.

“Beautiful isn’t it?” Mimi said turning to look at Mom.

“Indeed it is,” Mom said as she agreed.

The metal gate then opens to reveal a fairy with red hair and a dark red outfit.

“Yes?” she asked them as the flames in her hair flickered.

“Lady Georgia, we have something to ask you” Mimi exclaims politely. 

“Very well come inside please,” Lady Georgia said as she lets them in.

They nod and go inside the castle as Lady Georgia leads the way to a big open room.

“We’ll talk in here for now,” Lady Georgia said

Everyone then took a seat at the big table.

“So what did you want to ask me?” Lady Georgia asked.

“Yes well we heard that Lex and Miia were last seen with you, do you have any idea where they could’ve gone to?” Mom asked.

“Hm…I believe they said that they were going to the air region for more seeds” Lady Georgia exclaims as she took her seat at the front of the table 

“Hm…alright any sightings of them or the missing creatures since then?” Mimi asked. 

“Hm…oh yes I saw Ethan and Max at the nature region three days ago” she exclaims.

“Hm… alright anyone else?” Sergean asked.

“No sorry” Lady Georgia replied.

“That’s ok at least we know where two of them are now,” Nick said.

“Alright,” Lady Georgia said.

“Hm… perhaps we should map out all of this, so we can backtrack on where the seen and missing were last seen,” Snowball said with excitement.

“That is a great idea Snowball,” Rocky said.

“I’ll get some paper and pencils,” Lady Georgia said as she flew to the next room.

“Good thinking Snow,” Lea said as she praised the small young bird.

“Hehe thank you,” Snowball said happily.

Georgia then brings over some paper and pencils.

“Lea you draw it,” Alyssa said bluntly as she was scrolling through her phone.

“Why me?” Lea replied with a pout as she wondered what she was doing on her phone.

“Because you’re the artist of the family, and the only artist here, obviously,” Alyssa said sarcastically as she glanced over at her from her phone.

“Fine but Snow can color it afterward, it is her idea after all” Lea implies as she didn't appreciate the attitude she was giving her.

“Fine,” Alyssa said as she rolls her eyes before going back to playing on her phone.

“Yay!” Snowball said happily.

“I’ll get the crayons,” Lady Georgia said as she flew into the other room.

Lea nods as she starts to draw the map with a pencil and a ruler. Lady Georgia then came back with the crayons. Lea was rushing to finish drawing the map eagerly as she was hungry.

“I’ll bring us some snacks,” Lady Georgia said as she flew to the kitchen after hearing Lea's stomach growl.

“We’ll help you,” Mom and Mimi said as they followed her to the kitchen immediately so they wouldn't get lost.

“Almost done, Snow,” Lea said as she added the last landmark.

“Yay! Almost time for me to color it too!” Snowball said ecstatically as she looked through the crayons.

“Indeed,” Lea said as she was close to finishing the map.

Lady Georgia, Mom, and Mimi then came back with the food.

“Looks great! I’m starving!” Cloud said happily before approaching the chips and dip.

“Here go ahead and color the map Snow, I’m done drawing the map,” Lea said as she gave Snowball the map.

“Yay!” Snowball said excitedly as she took out all the crayons from the crayon box and began to color the map the crayons oddly didn't melt after being spilled out onto the floor.

Lea nods as she starts to nibble on the chips and dip. Rocky chuckles as he ruffles Snowball’s hair.

“Don’t eat too much, it’ll be dinner time soon” Mom exclaims as she noticed how many chips she had in her hand.

“Kay” Lea replied as she put some chips back.

“So where shall we go look tomorrow?” Vanessa asked.

“Hm…first Air region then Nature region” Nick points out.

“Fair enough” Lea replied before trying out the dip with the chips.

“But first you should all take a break; you have been traveling for a few days,” Lady Georgia said.

“Of course but may I ask who is helping you while Lex is missing?” Mimi asked.

“Hm? Oh his little sister, Alice is helping me out” Lady Georgia replied as she wondered where she was.

“Oh great that nut…” Nick said unamused.

“A nut? How so?” Lea asked as she had guacamole on the corner of her lips.

“Hard to explain but if I had to compare her to something… she’d be the love child of the Mad Hatter and Alice Kingsley basically,” Nick said.

“Ah that’s cool,” Lea replies curiously as she tried to imagine what she looked like in her head.

“It is! Um, what are we talking about?” Alice asked as she randomly popped into the room.

“Oh, nothing Alice,” Mimi said as she was caught off guard by her sudden appearance.

“Okay!” Alice said happily as her green eyes lit up.

“So is there something we can do for you, Alice?” Nick said unamused.

“Oh um dinner is ready,” Alice said as she pointed in the direction of the smell of food in the dining hall.

“Oh ok, we’ll be right there” Lady Georgia replied awkwardly when she realized she shouldn't have spoiled everyone's meal. 

“Alright, madam,” Alice said as she flew over to the kitchen.

Lea and the others then follow Alice to the kitchen down the hallway.

“So what did you make for dinner?” Snowball asked eagerly.

“I made roast beef and pasta with garlic bread. On the side we have a nice glass of soda as well” Alice said happily.

“Sounds great,” Lea said happily even though that was not exactly a normal meal.

“Indeed it does,” Cloud said as he was excited to try more human food.

“And I am starving,” Elizabeth said happily as her stomach was making growling sounds still.

“Me too Liz,” Lea said as her stomach growls again.

“I may be mad but I can still make great food,” Alice implies as she escorted them to the dining hall that was past the kitchen.

“Well, all the best people are” Lea replied politely.

“That’s right,” Alice said happily as she served the food.

“So how have you been since Lex went missing?” Snowball asked.

“I’m alright I mean if he was hurt or anything I would sense it,” Alice said with a smile.

“Kind of like the force,” Vanessa said as she pointed.

“Haha no, it’s the mad family bond called blood” Alice exclaims.

“Hm…alright” Vanessa replies awkwardly since she wasn't sure she understood the reference.

“Maybe tomorrow we all can go to the hot springs to help your muscles to relax from traveling,” Alice said happily.

“Sounds good” Lea replied before digging into her roast.

“Indeed, it does,” Cloud said as he was curious about the hot springs.

Once everyone was seated and got their serving portions on their plates, Rocky notices the shininess that was coming off the table.

“Is this table made of fire oak?” Rocky asked as he turned to look at her.

“No, it’s made of smoothed lava rocks” Lady Georgia replied as she cut into her roast.

“Hm… that is pretty cool,” Lea said impressed.

“Yea and it’s not cheap so try not to make a mess or scratch it,” Lady Georgia said bluntly before eating a piece of her roast.

“We will try” Lea replied nervously as she kept her elbows off the table.

Lady Georgia nods as she ate more of her roast slices. Lea then looks at the juicy roast before digging in.

“Well aren’t you hungry,” Mimi said as she looks at Lea’s plate.

“Yeah well, I did walk a lot since we got to this dimension” Lea replied before stuffing a piece into her mouth.

“Fair point,” Mimi said awkwardly before cutting into her roast.

Lea nods as she ate her roast first before eating the rest that was on her plate. After everyone ate, Alice and Lady Georgia showed everyone to the spare rooms that they’d be staying in. The women had the rooms on the right and the men had the rooms on the left. Lea put her stuff into the closet. She then stretches her body before going into the shower. After she took a shower, she blew dry her hair and then went to bed. 

“I wonder how much longer will we be in this dimension? Plus, will things go back to normal when we do?” she thought to herself as she slowly falls asleep.

[takecareluv]

ok! vin and reader are going through a very rocky part of their relationship. they both feel like they are drifting apart since they are both always busy and barely spend time together. so he plans a trip for them both and surprises her by taking them to where they got married🥹

a.n. my first angst... hopefully I did okay! i was planning on continuing it to about when they actually get on the trip but it started to get long so maybe a part two if you guys are interested?! but anyway i hope you like it my lovely anon and it was angsty enough for you haha <3

second chances || vinnie hacker x reader

you and vinnie met when you both moved to the city of angels to pursue your dreams at the young age of eighteen. you quickly fell for each other and have been dating ever since. six years later and you are still together, having been married for one. 

you had the most beautiful wedding in lake como, italy, flying out just a few of your closest friends and family. it truly was a dream, like most of your relationship with vinnie was.

but recently things haven’t been the same. 

you were stuck in the honeymoon phase for quite some time, high on the happiness this new chapter of your life brought you. but of course like always, all good things must come to an end. 

you eventually had to come back down to reality from the fairytale you’d been living in for some time. and that hit you, and your relationship, hard. you had a lot of work to catch up on, as did vinnie. with the expansion of his merch brand moving into stores, the long hours of streaming, along with the strenuous training for yet another box matching that he signed up for much to your dismay, vinnie was the busiest he’d ever been. 

of course you were extremely happy for all that he has accomplished thus far and everything he is continuing to do. however, you weren’t too thrilled about the lack of time he was making to spend with you. you were understanding at first, but when more and more dates started to go missed, homemade meals sat cold on the dining table until the late hours of the night, and you sat alone at restaurants embarrassed that your own husband stood you up, your thoughts began to change. 

when you finally had enough and brought it up to vinnie, he became very dismissive, a side you’ve never seen of your typically loving boy. this lead to multiple arguments that only ever made things worse. 

you tried to let it go, giving him one last chance to prove you wrong and show that he actually cares about your marriage and its future. this night in particular was the anniversary of the day you met six magical years ago. it was a night you would never forget, and you only hoped vinnie wouldn’t forget it either. 

you had a standing reservation at the same restaurant every year to celebrate the milestone. and this year was no different, well besides the fact that is was currently a table for one, and had been for the last hour and a half since you’d arrived solo. 

you couldn’t believe him. he embarrassed you yet again, and you couldn’t help but blame yourself. you had put in so much effort to look beautiful tonight just for him, wearing his favorite dress and everything, yet he didn’t even bother to show up. 

you left the restaurant in tears, and an empty stomach having waited for him to order. how could you be so stupid, you thought.  

when you arrived home, you trudged up the stairs making your way into the bedroom. you swung the door open, coming face to face with a clueless vinnie. “hey, baby. where have you been?” he asked, looking you up and down, “and what are you so dressed up for?” 

“nothing important i guess,” you sighed. 

“well it must have been for you to be this dolled up. it looks like you even got your hair done.” 

“you know what, you’re right vinnie. it was something pretty important, at least to me it was.” you said growing more irritated. 

he was starting to get confused at your words, and did you just call him vinnie? you never use his actual name. he tried to think what could today possibly be? it wasn’t a holiday, and he knew for a fact it wasn’t either of your birthdays. 

“really? can’t come up with anything? here i’ll help you, it was our anniversary vinnie... now do you remember?”

“fuck,” he mumbled. “i'm so sorry, baby. i’ve been so busy with this fight and streaming, and everything just keeps piling up. i'm so sorry. please let me make it up to you.” he begged. 

“it’s fine vinnie. just forget about it, like you already did.” you replied, walking into the bathroom to do your nighttime routine, wanting to go to sleep as soon as possible and forget this entire day ever happened. 

vinnie cursed under his breath as you got into bed without saying anything or giving him your usual goodnight kiss. you didn’t even attempt to argue with him, that's when vinnie knew he royally fucked up. 

-- 

the next morning you opened your eyes only to see an empty spot beside you. the sheets were cold too, he must’ve been gone a while. you promptly checked your phone and saw not one message from him letting you know where he had raced off to so early in the morning. how many more times was he going to disappoint you? 

you decided to not let this get in the way of your day. you were going to treat yourself, on his credit card no less. and your first stop was breakfast. 

meanwhile vinnie had just entered an emergency meeting he ordered for his entire team. not even bothering to say hello, he got straight into business. “guys i need your help. i want to surprise y/n with a trip to where we got married and started our honeymoon. and we need to have it all planned by the end of the day.”

“what’d you do this time, vin? must've been something pretty bad if you got to book a whole trip to italy in one day.” his assistant laughed.

“shut up and get to work. i need you to book the plane tickets. you book the hotel, i want the same suite we spent our first night married in. and i need you to rent out the place we had our wedding. i don’t care how much any of it costs, just get it done and put it on my card.”

and just like that vinnie and his team were put to work for the remainder of the day, getting everything ready. 

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while vinnie was busy planning this trip unbeknownst to you, you found yourself at the mall after having breakfast at one of the most expensive brunch spots in the city, and getting your nails done with a new set, all thanks to vinnie. 

you continued to hop from place to place, racking up bills on his credit card until you eventually ran out of arms to carry all of the bags. you decided then you had probably done enough damage and it was time to head home. 

what you didn’t expect when you walked through the door was to find your living room filled to the brim of your favorite flowers. everything from tulips to peonies and hydrangeas. you stepped further into the room, examining the flowers utterly confused where they came from. that's when you noticed a card sitting on the table with rose petals in the shape of a heart around it. 

as you began to open it, something fell out onto your lap. holding it up, you realized what they were; plane tickets from los angeles to milan, italy. the same flight you took when you were getting married. 

still confused, you looked up and finally took notice of vinnie standing in the corner looking as nervous as ever. 

“baby i'm so sorry again about last night and all the other nights i missed. i wish i could go back in time and show up for you, but i obviously can’t. the only thing i can do is be there for you now and in the future and prove to you that i still care even though i haven’t acted like it recently. you are the greatest thing that's ever happened to me and i took advantage of that and i'm so extremely sorry. i love you so much, pretty girl. too much as a matter of fact. so i thought to make it up to you we could have a little due over. go back to the place we got married, start fresh. and this time i’ll be the husband you deserve. if you’d let me, of course.”

you didn’t realize you had started to cry until vinnie walked closer and wiped the tears from your eyes. “i'm so sorry i ever made you doubt my love for you. i promise to never do it again.”

“i forgive you,” you said quietly. “so when do we leave?” 

vinnie smiled at your response, thrilled that you were willing to give him a second chance. “tomorrow morning.”

“tomorrow morning??? vinnie are you crazy?! i'm not even packed or anything.”

“that’s okay, baby. we’ll get it done. plus you won't be needing that much clothes anyway,” he smirked, leading you to slap his chest. 

“and don’t think i didn’t see all the charges you put on my card today. i think you'll have plenty of new clothes to bring.” 

“did i ever tell you how much i love you?” you said, batting your eyelashes and mustering up the most innocent look you could. 

“yes but i wouldn’t mind you telling me again…”