#mc i have high hopes for you ma'am

[romance-rambles]

alright, SOMEONE'S getting messed up and i hope its me

[b4ts1e]

▀▄▀▄▀▄An Older Sibling▄▀▄▀▄▀ (𝚐𝚗!𝙼𝙲)

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍: 𝚀𝚒𝚞/𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗 𝙻𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔/𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗 𝙳𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊/𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢/𝙾𝚖𝚒 𝙱𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛 ��𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙼𝙲 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 (𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙾𝙻:𝙽&𝙵)

𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝:

Detatchable rollerskates are basically normal shoes with special attachments on the bottoms where a metal slab with the wheels attached on it clicks in and out of place. Like in this link.

(𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗)

Ever since MC moved into the cul-de-sac, it was like both Qiu and Tamarack had a new, older sibling to look after them. Sure at first it was a rough ride, trying to find whoever threw a paper plane at them- which accidentally got their eye, rightfully pissing them off just slightly. When they found the culprit- hiding in a pile of leafs, the anger vanished but they still scolded her for thowing things at strangers. Afterwards, the two found Qiu while searching for whoever left the proclaimed 'trash' on the ground in the forest.

From that point forward, they taught the two as if they were their little siblings. One afternoon, MC had been asked to pick up Tamarack for Granny. Taking their detatchable rollerskates from the conjoined middle and high school to the elementary school where both kiddos studied. They made notice of a slightly familiar blonde in a white and orange puffer jacket going the same direction, but didn't think much of it for the time being.

When they got inside they took off the wheels before going up the stairs to Miss.Murray's classroom, knocking before entering. "Sparkles I'm here to get cha, you ready?" they ask before noticing the blonde from their school, Qiu, and another mature looking guy in the room. "Oh- Qiu. Do you need someone to take you home as well? I'm already here- so.." they offered quickly, barely acknowledging the other boys at first. "Excuse me- who are you?" a woman with red hair in twin braids asked. "Oh- sorry Miss. I'm MC Second, Tamarack and Qiu's new neighbor. Granny asked me to come get Tama for her. I hope that's okay?" they greet politely.

"Oh- so you're who Miss.Baumann sent to collect her for today? I was informed about you, thank you for coming. Welcome to Golden Grove." she said with a kind smile, which MC returned. "Thank you, I-" they started before getting cut off with an umph, getting tackled into a hug by the very girl they were here for. "MC!!!" she shouted, hugging them tightly before backing away and bouncing around a bit. "Hey MC!" Qiu greeted cooly, as if he wasn't just as stunned to see you here as Miss.Murray was.

"Hey kiddos, who're your friends?" they ask, petting Tamarack's head in an affectionate manor- also to get her to calm down a bit. "OH- This is Mr.Darren Murray, he's Miss.Murray's son- you guys go to the same school. And this Mr.Baxter Ward, he goes to a private school- but you guys are the same age!" Qiu jumps in to introduce the boys standing to his left and right sides. "Cool, nice to meet you both. Now- Mr.Qiu Lin, do you need someone to walk you home too?" they ask again, gently bringing Tamarack to their side as she stared out the closest window. "Nope, I'll be taking these three with me this evening. They have plans together." Miss.Murray answered for him, to which Qiu nodded with a smug, yet excited grin.

"Oh alright- thank you ma'am. Have fun Qiu." They say with a smile before their hand gets tugged on by Tamarack. "MC! When we get home can we go to the forest? I wanna go foraging!" she asks excitedly. Taking a moment to feign thinking it over, "Okay...BUT only if you get your homework done first, if you have any at least." they say- taking the opportunity to get her to do her work. "Oh- you were right Autumn, they do act like an older sibling." Baxter pointed out with a smug smirk, readjusting so his hands were in his pockets.

"Kind of reminds me of my brother..." Darren mumbles in return, getting a nod from Autumn as he grins. "Exactly!" he says, voice raising slightly- earning him a disaproving glance from Miss.Murray and MC. "Awww Autumn, do you see me as your older sibling?~" They tease slightly, causing a light blush to spread across the victim's cheeks and ears. "Well- duh...you've been acting like one to both me and Tamarack since you gotten here, and it's been like what...two weeks?" he said, fiddling with his fingerless gloves.

A bit rougher than how they handled Tamarack, they put their free hand on his head and messed up his already slightly messy hair. "Dork. Just make sure you don't keep talking about people without their consent, alright? Not everybody wants their information spread about, you're lucky I trust you kid." they say, stopping their relentless slaughter of his hair- leaving him looking like a frazzeled lion, making the boys behind him, Tamarack, and MC laugh a bit. Qiu laughed along before trying to fix his hair as best as he could without a brush.

"Alright, welp- it's about time me and Sparkles over here headed out. Gotta make sure she gets her work done before she inevitably drags me into the forest. It was cool meeting you all, and thank you for looking after Qiu, Miss.Murray- I know he can be a handle full at times." they say the last part teasingly, making the boy dramatically gape with a gasp- feigning a betrayal. "It's not a problem, thank you for coming to get Tamarack. I know Miss.Baumann is very busy today, so it means alot that you did this for her." the woman said with a kind yet tired smile, making MC chuckle just a bit.

"No I get it, she had a doctor's appointment to get to and I wasn't gonna let this glitterbomb of a child go home alone." they say, making Miss.Murray chuckle a bit with a nod. "Alright, get back safely and have a nice evening!" she says, waving the two of them off as MC took Tamarack's bag from her and putting it over their shoulder.

"See you around!" they said before the door closed and walked Tamarack home, letting her lead the way but making sure no cars were around while she was distracted by the surrounding nature of the beautiful Golden Grove.

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1,005

[lorirwritesfanfic]

The Fairytale Ball

Book: The Royal Heir Pairing: Liam Rys x MC (Jade) Characters: Liam Rys, MC (Jade), royal heir (Elise), Maxwell Beaumont, Hana Lee Rating: T Word count: 3415 Reading time: ~13min Summary: The Queen's Ball is the event of the year for the young generations. But Princess Elise isn't as happy everyone hoped she would be on her debut. Based on the prompt: @choicesnovchallenge: National Princess Day

Author’s notes:

Jade Bourbon-Rys, Elise Bourbon-Rys, Charlotte Amaranth, Zain and Gael Maldonado are creations of this author. The other characters belong to Pixelberry Studios;

This oneshot is part of Liam and Jade's universe, but I'm sure you'll have no problem reading it if you never read anything from my TRR series.

"One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three," Hana counted as she passed by, watching every young couple dancing in the ballroom. 

"Relax your shoulders, Toshio." Maxwell instructed, gently tapping a young boy's shoulder.

"That's beautiful, Marnie!" Hana praised another girl.

In the corner of the ballroom, Elise counted the steps as she tried to follow her partner's steps. Her mother and godmother always said Cordonian Waltz wasn't that hard. She just had to let her partner lead. Unfortunately, the dance partner Queen Mother Regina chose for her wasn't as good advertised. At least, not in her opinion.

"Ow!" The boy complained, wincing in pain.

"Sorry, Zain..." She said with a weak and apologetic smile.

"Is everything okay?" Hana asked, placing a hand on Elise's shoulder.

Elise grimaced. She knew her godmother wouldn't scold her as her grandmother probably would. But she still didn't wish to disappoint.

"It's alright, ma'am," Zain forced a smile as he continued to dance. 

How could he go on, given how hard she stepped on his foot? It was a mystery to her. 

The Queen's Ball was an annual ball/cotillion hosted by Queen Jade of Cordonia during Elise’s month of birthday to raise funds for the orphanages and community centers of the kingdom. It was a tradition in which all noble women she knew were involved and her mother was adamant about the princess joining the young couples dance this year. However, she couldn't say she was as excited to join as she hoped to be.

"One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two—"

"OW!" Zain whined. 

This time, however, it got a few other couple’s attention. The music stopped.

"Crap... I'm so sorry, Zain..."

"It's okay, Your Highness. I'm fine," the boy murmured.

"Watch out for Princess Klutzy, Zain!" A female voice in the middle of the room mocked. A voice Elise was unfortunately quite familiar with.

Suppressed giggles echoed in the ballroom.

Elise glared at Lady Charlotte, who replied with a smirk.

"That's enough." Maxwell called out, a rare scowl adorning her godfather's face. "Back to your places, everyone!" 

"Pay close attention to your partner, ladies. And don't forget your posture," Hana said, roughly straightening Charlotte's head.

Elise pressed her lips together to hide a smile when Zain winced again. 

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah... I'm kinda beat from football practice."

The princess frowned watching the boy kept dancing, trying to disguise he was limping slightly. 

"It's okay if you admit I hurt your foot. We can take a break."

"I'm fine, Your Highness."

"You don't have to play nice with me. And you don't have to call me Your Highness all the time. I don’t call Lord Zain of Bellmere."

"All right... If you let me lead, we'll do a lot better, you know," Zain suggested.

Elise smiled shyly. "Okay..."

Maybe she was overthinking again and just needed to chill. She had tons of dance classes over the years. Cordonian Waltz wasn't that hard after all.

For the next couple of minutes, things went smoothly between them. The princess even started to enjoy the dance and the company of the young Earl of Bellmere.

"One, two, three. One, two, three. Excellent! Now spin!" Hana instructed.

"Ready?" Zain asked.

"Yeah," Elise nodded.

But as Zain lifted her arm for the princess to spin, a couple bumped into them, pushing them both on the floor. 

Laughter rose in the ballroom as Hana and Maxwell rushed to help Elise and Zain.

"Damnit!" Zain complained, massaging his left foot.

"I'm so sorry..."

"Are you two alright?" Hana asked in worry.

"My foot hurts..." Zain winced.

Elise frowned.

"I told you Princess two left feet would hurt you." Charlotte snickered.

Something snapped on Elise as she heard Charlotte's voice again. Standing up, the princess stomped her way to the other girl and jumped over her. 

"Elise, no!" Maxwell yelled and darted to the princess, followed by the royal guards.

"You stuck-up bitch!" The princess bellowed as she mounted on the girl, grabbing her hair with both hands. 

Before Elise could do any real damage, four guards split the girls while the others sent everybody out. 

A few hours later

Steps and murmurs reverberated through the walls as Elise sobbed in her room. The Royal guard may be discreet, but the servants loved to gossip. By the time she locked herself in her room, the entire kingdom already knew she got into another fight with Charlotte Amaranth again. But having her name on the tabloids and strangers judging her was nothing compared to Queen Jade’s reaction. And the princess certainly didn’t want to face her mother now.

Just then, a gentle knock on her door interrupted her thoughts.

“Go away!” She whined.

Much to her disappointment, the door opened. 

“Hey, you can’t tell the King to go away.”

Elise sat up as she recognized the voice. The moment her father sat on the bed, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Dad!” She croaked.

“It’s okay, my Lil Bunny…” Liam murmured.

“Is it though?”

“I just talked to Lord Zain and his parents. He had already injured his toe during football practice. He just didn’t tell anyone because he didn’t want to be cut out of the team before Junior League started.”

Elise pulled away from the embrace. “But I stepped on his foot over three times!”

“Zain mentioned it, but he still doesn’t blame you. His doctor also said that landing on his feet when he fell most likely was the real cause of the injury.”

“Fine. Now what?"

“As we speak Maxwell and Hana are searching for a new dance partner for you. So now we have another matter to talk about..."

“Ugh…” The princess laid down again, pressing her face on a pillow. 

“What happened during the rehearsal?”

“You know exactly what happened," she grumbled.

"I do. But I still want to hear your version of the incident."

Her father had a point. As always. 

She then sat up again and began to speak. "I hate Charlotte!"

"Hate is one very strong word."

"It's how I feel about her!"

"Very well. Does it justify you mounting on top of Lady Charlotte to pull her hair and beat her up?" Liam arched an eyebrow.

"She said what happened to Zain was my fault!"

"Elise, you've had spats with her before, but it never came to physical fight. What happened this afternoon that made you cross that line?"

The princess looked down at her hands.

"Is there something you're not telling me?"

"She is a bully, dad."

"I see..." Liam said, not surprised to hear that Madeleine's only child took after her mother.

"I don't care when she says something about me..." Elise fiddled with the hem of her sweater. 

"Did she say anything about something else?" 

"Charlotte said Aunt Hana needs to grow a backbone. She put a melted candy bar on Sophie's seat to make it look like crap and mocked her in front of the entire school."

Liam's eyes widened in surprise. "That's why Sophie was upset today."

"The only reason I didn't beat that girl up at school was because Ava and Louis stopped me so I wouldn't get suspended."

"I assume what happened this afternoon was the last straw."

"Yeah..."

Liam pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No. I don't approve of what you did. This is absolutely not how we raised you and your siblings, but I understand your reasons."

"How bad is the press talking about it?"

"They're loving it. The rivalry between you two is being strongly associated with the one your mother had with Madeleine during my social season and engagements."

"Do they think Charlotte and I dislike each other because of a guy?!" Elise made a face. "Tabloids are so stupid."

Liam chuckled. "They usually are. Little did they know only Jade was fighting about a guy."

"Oh?"

"That's a story for later."

"Okay... What do we do now?"

"You go back to being my sweet daughter and future heir of the throne while your mother and I talk to the Royal Communications department to handle the press."

"But Charlotte's mom is the head of Royal Communications! Lady Madeleine will make it worse!"

"How so?"

"She doesn't like me."

"Madeleine doesn't like anyone in our family except Regina and Leo. But she's still loyal to the Crown."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Whoa..." Elise mumbled in astonishment. "Okay. If you say so..."

"You still have to apologize to her."

"Dad!"

"I'm not asking you to be friends with Lady Charlotte. Just be polite."

"But she—"

"Do it for Regina's sake. Your mother and I will be present to ensure you'll keep it civil."

Elise folded her arms. "How do you know Charlotte won't be the one to start a fight?"

"I was watching the rehearsal from the security cameras when the fight started. She can't win a fight against Sophie's turtle Pabblo."

Father and daughter exchanged looks and chuckled. 

"Dad?"

"Yes?"

“I don’t wanna dance anymore.”

"Pardon?"

"I'm not going to dance."

"Sweetheart, you've been talking about partaking in the Young Couples Dance for years," Liam tried to reason.

"I lost my dance partner, I'm the talk of the kingdom today... Maybe it's for the best." She gave her shoulders. 

"You know your mother won't like this, don't you?"

"Can you talk to her?"

"Are you sure?"

She nodded.

"I can try..."

"Thanks," Elise murmured, resting her head on her father's shoulder.

About an hour later

"She's not quitting!"

"My love..."

"She's not quitting, Liam!" Jade demanded, glaring at her husband from her vanity dresser mirror. "Our daughter is not a quitter!" 

"Elise doesn't want to cause a commotion with the press and the guests being in the same room as Charlotte."

"That's it?! Fine! I'll cut mini Madeleine out of the dance." Jade put down her face cream on the nightstand with full force. "There! Problem solved."

"Jade..." Liam called, staring deadpan at his wife.

"What? No one is gonna miss her anyway."

Liam suppressed a chuckle as he sat on the opposite side of the bed. "Regina won't be happy with this..."

"I don't care!"

"Don't you?"

The couple exchanged knowing looks.

Jade rolled her eyes. "Why do you always have to be reasonable?" 

"Somebody has to be. Plus, I know you don't want to have animosity with Regina."

"I created this ball for Elise! I'll be damned if I allow Madeleine's daughter or anyone to get in my daughter's way of having her dance!" Jade fumed.

"Did you truly create this ball for her or for yourself?" 

"You know precisely why this ball exists." Jade scowled.

Liam looked back at his wife and arched an eyebrow.

"Sure... Maybe I've been daydreaming about Elise's first dance with her high school crush for years. But I created the ball because she wanted to dress and dance like a princess."

"Jade, she is a princess. It's her birthright."

"This is not about monarchy and titles, Liam. Do you remember when we attended Calenvia's Baile de Debutantes? And the Queen's Debutants Ball in the UK? How mesmerized she was by cousin Manuela dancing with her girlfriend?"

"Yes."

"Well, that's the only thing she hasn't experienced yet!"

"A fairytale moment."

"Exactly!"

"She was a five year old fascinated by fairytales. And I doubt her fairytale moment would come given how she barely seemed comfortable around Rashad's son."

"You don't get it, do you?" The queen pursed her lips in annoyance. "She has a Pinterest board with inspirations since she was seven. She booked herself an appointment with Galia Lahav to get an exclusive design for her gown. She may not have a crush on Zain, but they looked good together. We all saw the day she explicitly told Zain what type of flowers he should get for her corsage and his lapel!" Jade then stood up and sat next to her husband. "I'm telling you: Elise wants this. She cannot let go of her childhood dream just because that little project of Regina George pissed off my daughters."

"Hmm..." Liam pondered for a moment. "Fair point. But I guess we both know there's only one person who can convince her to attend," he said, giving his wife a knowing look.

"What if she thinks I'm forcing her to do it?" 

"You're fully capable of persuading anyone, my love," he said, kissing the back of her hand.

"Okay..." She heaved a sigh, resting her head on his shoulder.

Liam smiled as he once again realized how much his daughter took after his wife.

The next day

As the young princess finished her homework, Elise left the library and walked down the hallway, looking out the window. The Queen's

Ball night was near, so the servants began decorating the gardens, adding snowflake-shaped string lights on the walls and on the maze. The Winter Wonderland theme was her idea and she was completely sure it'd look amazing. Too bad it felt like a dream she would have to postpone for a while.

"Elise?"

The princess stopped in her tracks as she heard her mother's voice. They haven't talked since her mother left the palace to take Zain to the hospital. The queen looked furious then. Was she still mad at her?

The princess turned around to look at her. "Yes, ma'am."

"I heard you have a free schedule now. Follow me to the entertainment room."

"The entertainment room?"

"You'll understand why soon."

Oh, man... Was she going to use one of those educational videos just like the ones her parents showed Louis about STIs? Educational videos were part of her father's style of educating. Her mother's approach was a bit more straightforward.

Once they stepped into the room, Elise took a seat in one of the chairs on the back and Jade followed. On the cinema screen, small clips of Elise as a toddler dancing in the ballroom with the queen, watching her parents dance then joining them, clapping as she watched the first young couples and her dance lessons while growing up. 

As her eyes welled up, Jade changed seats to be closer to her daughter. "I know why you don't want to join the Young Couples Dance after what happened yesterday. Facing the press after a scandal isn't easy. But I want you to know why I created and have been hosting The Queen's Ball all these years."

"What?" Tears streamed down Elise's face. "But you always said it's an event to celebrate Grandma Eleanor and Grandma Elaine and help kids in need."

"I know. I'll keep mentioning them and their charity work they did because The Royal Communications said it'd be a good excuse to turn a ball into a charity event and attract more donations. But its first name was Fairytale Ball." 

"Fairytale ball?"

"Yes." Jade reached for her daughter's hand. "All I wanted was to give you a fairytale moment."

"Mom..." Elise threw her arms around her mother's neck and hugged her tightly. "Aren't you mad?"

"I should be." Jade replied, stroking Elise's hair. "I should scold you and ground you for weeks. But honestly? I wish I had slapped some people's faces during your father's social season and engagement to Madeleine."

"People?" Elise pulled away and stared wide-eyed at her mother. "Who?"

"Literally everyone in this palace except Hana and Max."

"Even uncle Drake?"

"Oh, sweetie... Drake was the worst sometimes..."

"Really?"

"We can talk about that later. Right now, I want to know what you want to do."

"I want the fairytale."

"Okay."

"But I don't have a dance partner!"

"Actually, Maxwell found three candidates for you. Next?

"Mom, there's the press…"

"Your father and I can handle them. What else?"

"I don't want to be anywhere near Charlotte."

"I can throw her in the dungeon." 

"We don't have a dungeon..."

"Well, not in this palace... But my guards can certainly escort Charlotte to Valtoria lower ground floor..." Jade commented with a sly grin.

"Mom!"

"I'm joking."

"You're so not!"

"You say it as if anyone is going to miss her..." 

Mom and daughter shared a glance and laughed.

"I want to dance. But I don't want to harm anyone in the process."

"I know..." Jade smiled, glad to realize how much her daughter had in common with her husband. "We'll figure it out. Now, onto more important things." Jade fished her phone out of her pocket and showed it to Elise. "These are your possible dance partners."

"A girl?!"

"And this lovely gender-fluid person who just won a scholarship at The Royal Dance Academy."

"Really?"

"What? We're keeping our options open just in case."

Elise looked at each picture, and though one person caught her eye, she prompted. "Mom, I don't know... Is there a way I can talk to them?"

The queen smirked. "I thought you'd never ask."

A few days later

Purple, blue and white lights tinted the Royal Palace walls as the guests arrived for the Queen's Ball, one of the most opulent events of Cornodia's social calendar. Among the many attractions of the night, young members of nobility and wealthy families across the world traveled to the Cordonian capitol to partake in the Young Couples Dance. Their hopes were to be introduced to the crème de la crème of world society, sharing their accomplishments and plans for the future. 

This year, however, the press was far more interested in news about the Royal Heir, Princess Elise Bourbon-Rys. After the incident between the future queen and Lady Madeleine's daughter, rumors about more spats, feuds between the princess's friends and her rival's at school and possible absence of both of them from the ball spread fast. Yet no one from the palace confirmed nor denied any information. Would the princess miss her own mother's ball? Or was it Lady Charlotte who took the fall?

"Your Majesties! A word, please!" A reporter chanted.

The king and queen smiled to the press, signaling for them to step closer.

"Good evening, everyone!" Liam replied.

"We hope you're enjoying the ball," Jade continued.

"Lady Charlotte just arrived with her family. Does it mean Princess Elise is still grounded?"

"Elise wasn't grounded. Queen Jade and I believe that encouraging our children to do volunteer work is a much more effective way to teach them about compassion and non-aggressive methods to deal with their feelings." 

"Can we expect the Princess to attend the ball then?" A paparazzi asked.

"Yes. Elise is preparing herself to join the festivities, just like all the other teenagers partaking in the Young Couples Dance," the queen affirmed.

"Aren't you concerned about another disagreement between the young ladies, sir?"

"There's no reason for concern. They've made amends that same day and they've been working together at the senior's shelter."

"Are they friends now?"

"What about the situation with Lord Zain?"

The reporters continued to ask more questions when the Queen's assistant approached her and whispered something in her ear.

"We would be glad to talk to you some more, but the first attraction is about to start. Please join us in the celebration of this magical evening honoring the children of our country," the queen stated before walking away with the king.

After outstanding performances of Cordonian Royal Ballet academy and a play presented by Queen Eleanor's children home, it was time for the Young Couples Dance. All couples were introduced by the herald and as soon as they took their places in the ballroom, musicians played a traditional Cordonian Waltz. The crowd eagerly waited for any kind of mishap or incident. Contrary to all expectations, the young couples gracefully danced to the song, making it another successful performance. 

"Maxwell and Hana did an excellent job with the kids this year," Liam commented.

"I know. Aren't they lovely?" Jade beamed as the couples spinned in perfect synchrony.

"They are. But there's one couple stealing all the attention though." The king nodded towards Princess Elise, who was all smiles to her dance partner. "Who is he?"

"Gael Maldonado, heir to the Ducado de Rivas."

"A Calenvian lord."

"Maxwell was betting on Amalas's child, but I saw how our Lil Bunny was like when she facetimed Gael."

"I see... Did Drake run a background check on him?" Liam asked, scrutinizing the boy.

"What would he—" the Queen then arched an eyebrow in amusement. "Are you jealous, Your Majesty?" Jade teased.

"No..."

"Liam..." 

"It's just a precaution."

"You don't say..." she grinned.

"Our children won't have a social season. We need to find out more about their possible..." Liam made a face as the boy whispered something in Elise's ear, making her giggle. "...suitors."

Jade chuckled, hugging the king's arm. "Honey, they just met. Let them enjoy the night with no pressure."

"Are you really not worried?"

"Why would I be? Look at them!"

Elise beamed as Gael spun her around and held her with back pressed against his chest.

The king then gave his wife a knowing look. "You already did a background check on him, didn’t you?” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” Jade reached for her champagne flute to avoid his gaze.

“Uh huh…” 

The king and queen smiled proudly, watching their eldest daughter dance.

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JUST PICK A DAY TO CHOOSE WHAT UNHINGED NOTE I WORTE LOL

Spanish is technically my first language! But honestly at this point I would say that I’m just shit at both languages lol and you’re not lame! If you never really needed it or found interest in a new language then that’s okay! Learning it can be hard! And that is so cool youre helping your student with math at least! Rooting for that kid bc math is already hard enough 😭

Omg I looked up the book and it IS giving major Made to Be vibes!!!!! Made to Be holds such a special place in my heart like I remember just being so sad for the MC and just wanting them ti be so happy with each other :( ugh I love that story!!! But if it was mixed with Love and Dryer Sheets vibe I GET THE STRESS!! And I do hope you read a less stressful book soon lol what’s been your favorite you’ve read this year?

Also I’m 20! And I’m studying clinical psychology! I guess I’m Pre-Med but honestly I don’t think it will be my vibe anymore lol And yeah I’ve always lived on the west coast and I’ve been able to stay here for college! -💜

Ma'am, you send me anything you feel like sharing. I'm sure it will be wonderful--but know that it will totes be alluded to in one of my writings if you do.

I definitely had no interest in learning a second language but now I wish I did. Especially Spanish. I took French in high school and I may as well have not taken it at all. I think she'll do okay, I just feel like a bad teacher because she's not getting math right away. Ya know? Which is not how the whole English language immersion works, I know. But I can't imagine being in a classroom where you don't understand a word. And expected to learn on top of that. Ugh.

I loved writing Made to Be. It was the kind of meet-cute love I dreamed about when I was studying to be a teacher 😊

I have The Christmas Wager staring at me from the coffee table rn. It's an enemies to lovers story and obvi holiday themed. I'm thinking it will be a cute read for this Christmas season 😊 Hopefully stress free!

My favorite book of the year. Oof that's a tough one! I read some really good ones this year! I think like cute and easy reads, Love & Other Words by Christina Lauren was the BEST. On the more serious side of things--The Rose Code by Kate Quinn. A little fun fact about me: every time I walk into Barnes and Noble I pick up at LEAST one book set during WWII. It's one of my fave eras tbh. Eventually I would want to do a Harry themed story about WWII. The Rose Code is one such kind of book. Kate Quinn is a great author, period. I've read 3 of her books and have two more on my shelf.

ANYWAY. That's my book reading summary this year.

Omg you're 20 😭 I feel ancient now and I don't usually do! I gravitate toward younger friends though (the mom-friend in me) So you'll be 21 this February!? 🍹🍹🍹 Super exciting, if so! I LOVED psychology. If you ever need a patient, I got plenty of stuff to work with here, just feel free to ask or test something out! 😭🙃😊 But good for you! Pre-med or not, your career will be really rewarding I'm sure! 💕 Same in this neck of the woods too. I'm an East Coast lady born, raised, and living here still!

Thanks for your answers and allowing me to ramble!

xoxo

[butdidmarlenacomebackhome]

✨hcs for the courtiers reacting to their s/o wearing their trademark outfits✨

i think i did a pretty decent job at keeping this gender-neutral, let me know if there is any mistake/room for improvement. i'd love to hear your feedback 👉🏻👈🏻

🍷consul valerius

• blushes hard

• "what a presumptious lack of decorum" said while still blushing, therfore only half-hearted

• desperately tries to hide how much he likes it but his eyes permanently glued on you kind of betray him

• the only thing he loves more than himself & his status is you, so imagine how utterly smug would he be about seeing you in his attire (not that he'd ever openly show it!!! it wouldn't be proper of him 👀👀👀)

• if you follow him around/he catches sight of you while going about his day, any hope to get things done is thrown out the window

• he's definitely not staring at you during the courtiers' meeting, his eyes just happened to focus on the general area where you're standing/sitting

• at the end of the day will literally leave you a note on your bed saying you can keep the clothes, you're welcome ("my wardrobe can afford to lose a spare, while yours could definitely use something fashionable for a change")

• spoiler it's just a roundabout way to say he wants to see you wearing his clothes again & more often 👀

• from that day on, will go out of his way to gift you jewelry, clothes, accessories matching to his own and fully expects you to always wear them

🍖procurator volta

• blushes like crazy & her eyes literally fill with stars & sparkles,, almost cries bc of what she perceives to be a clear display of affection

• "mc!!! you look!!! absolutely!!! gorgeous!!!" in modern!au would definitely tell you you look like a snackkk but to be fair she thinks you're gorgeous on any normal day

• follows you around the whole day & shily holds your hand, she loves the idea of the two of you making your way through the palace in matching outfits

• normally she'd be pretty quaint but with you by her side reassuring her of your love so openly,,, she's just over the moon my friends 🚀🚀🚀

• thinks her clothes suit you better than they'd ever do on her, but on a side note she also probably thinks anything would look good on you (the precious baby ಥ_ಥ)

• she's also pretty honored to have you dress like her, it's like a public love declaration & it makes her all fuzzy to know you're not embarrassed of her

• she'll literally convince you to stop for snacks every 15 minutes tho & no matter what you're doing or what business you're attending to, you just can't resist her puss in boots eyes & decide to join her every single time

• at the end of the day, she hugs you (I hc her loving pda but rarely initiating it bc she's too shy, so it's a bit of a shock to suddenly receive a hug from her in the middle of the castle hallway) & thanks you for the wonderful day. snuggle with her in bed. do it.

tw. for slight nsfw-ish in next one but it's literally just an allusion that's barely even there + like 1 swear word

🐞pontifex vulgora

• does a double take, like they probably were just storming the hallways going off on a tangent about how tHERE'S NOT BEEN A SINGLE FIGHT IN DECADES AND THEY'RE SO WILLING TO START ONE WITH THE FIRST ONE THEIR EYES LAND ON- and then their eyes land on you and they have to check again to see if they'd actually seen what they think they've seen

• and holy shit do you look hot

• the gauntlets on you? the armor attire? yes ma'am please and thank you

• 100% will tease you at first

• "WHAT IS THIS? HAVE YOU FINALLY FALLEN OFF THE COUNTESS' GRACES NOT TO BE ABLE TO AFFORD YOUR OWN CLOTHES ANYMORE, MAGICIAN?"

• when you scoff & tell them you'd go get changed, they phisically S T O P you

• "I DIDN'T SAY YOU COULD GO, MAGICIAN. ARE YOU BACKING OUT OF YOUR OWN DECISION? IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD YOU HAVE TO STICK TO IT, PET"

• proceeds to drag you wherever they go to show you off & always finds a way to keep their hands on you (they prolly also start carrying you on their shoulder at some point)

• will probably try to convince you to fight because you "have to look the part", your call if you want to humor the smol anger issues gremlin or not

• at the end of the day, they'd unabashedly ask you to keep the gauntlets on for later 👀

💉quaestor valdemar

• “oh what do we have here?”

• dr uwu is already more or less accustomed to seeing you in medical gear given the amount time you spend together in the dungeons (loveliest place for play dates mind you) but seeing you in their clothes is indeed something new

• a little confused at first but they got the spirit

• might tilt their head when they see you at first, then circle around you with that little cute smug smirk on their face to inspect you throughly and take you in from all angles [ I'm looking: respectfully 😌 ] just like a cat

• MOST IMPORTANTLY!! you know how they got those two cute bandaged silly cones on their head right??? there's no way you could get those to stand upright so you just kinda bandaged your head & gave up on trying to replicate the exact look but,, dr uwu notices & they're like ay no capt'n this ain't gonna fly here

• “now, now little magician we simply can't have that. a job half done is only half the fun after all” and they actually!!! make you sit down!!! reach out behind you!!! and start working on the bandages!!! braiding your hair!!! tucking them in!!! giving you their trademark cape!!!! yes i'm melting as i write this

• they too would appreciate having you around just to observe everyone's reactions to you both casually walking through the palace (shockingly) or in the dungeons while wearing matching clothes

• power couple tbh you'd have fun intimidating & unsettling every poor soul unlucky enough to encounter you on their path

• “are you having fun, my little magician? you seem to amuse yourself quite easily”

• at the end of the day if you ask nicely they may accept to lend them to you some other time you can tell they actually had quite a bit of fun too even if they don't say so out loud

🐛praetor vlastomil

• “s/o! what a lovely sight for sore eyes!”

• one word: e c s t a t i c

• def appreciates the gesture and gets quite vocal about it,, this worm baby will shower you with compliments and attention all day

• prepare yourself to be paraded around all day while vlastomil stops random servants just to say things along the lines of “look at my gorgeous s/o, aren't they just lovely?” cue love struck gaze towards you

• he ignores whatever response random servant #143 comes up with & quickly moves on

• you know what time is it??? time to visit your babies!!! the wormies would be so happy to see you!! I hope you're not squeamish he will prompt them to show you some love too

• probably urges you to keep your head high and be confident as you walk arm in arm to remind the peasants where they stand (beneath the soles of your shoes) together <3

• probably takes you for a carriage ride to show you off some more & stare flippantly at peasants

• will fix any slight imperfection every 2 seconds, like tilting your cape so that it doesn't hang too low nor too on the side & if he's close enough he'll give you a smooch or two too istg this man has no chill

• at the end of the day he whines sm because he doesn't want you to take off his clothes,, if you manage to convince him you actually have to get changed be prepared to be BOMBARDED with requests for you to do it again for the rest of your life

[sankyeom]

aaaa hi belle it's caelin again i hope u remember me 😼 kinda late because i had to go on an impromptu trip and the internet was so whack, i was barely able to open tumblr </3 here to rant about anti-romantic bcz i absolutely loved it ☝☝

ok first of all you're so ?? good at writing 🤞 ?? like i knew the direction the plot was proceeding in— and i don't mean this in a bad way yk, predictable plots are fun to read since the anticipation is over the roof— what i mean is that the way you present makes everything like 5-10 times engaging, doesn't matter how common or unique the plot is

coming to the plot, you ate it, ma'am. devoured. slayed. left no crumbs. getting your best of the net and flannery o'connor as we speak

im loving the ynhoon dynamics ?!?!?! they're so adorable. everything is so healthy and they're such a green flags fr im glad they tried to get to know each other instead of simply believing the rumours spinning around ( heavy on this from yn's pov like she knows hoon's a fuckboy but my girl knows how to pick hints and join the dots, she's down to genuinely know the 'real' him instead of the fuckboy sunghoon, i love that for her )

and sunoo, jungwon and niki scheming ( and failing ) help that was adorable. we love protective best friends. the reverse psychology going down the drain got me in tears please, they can't outsmart yn me thinks </3 as for heeseung, jake and jay . . . bestie . . . they're stupidly smart or smartly stupid, there's no in between lmao. loving how jake is absolutely definitely certainly ready to climb up yn's bestie list ( tbh same, jake ) only to get her drunk bye

besides, i really like how there's no third-grade-high school antagonist with unrequited love ( saerom ?? saerim ?? serum. serum is an exception that man is problematic but not really i'm glad he stayed out of their business most of the time ) it's literally just sunghoon and yn and their miscommunication but also a lot of communication because yn is straightforward and talks it out ( except that one time. well i can't blame her i'd get the same idea if someone i just kissed ran away )

always supporting the un-fuckboy sunghoon agenda he's too pretty and cool to have chick flings, he deserves a permanant solution 😍👊 anyway i'm running out of things so say </3 but glad you wrote anti-romantic !! it was fun to read. hoping you're having a good day / evening ^_^

hi caelin!! yes i definitely remember you, we talked about my gamer wonwoo au last time 🥰

first of all, thank you omg you’re literally so sweet i’m blushing !! i’m pretty proud of how my writing has improved, especially in terms of smaus, so i’m very grateful that you are enjoying my fics so much 😌💛

i always think that it’s important to write about open communication and happy, healthy relationships because we see so little of it in media?? like i feel like the conflict for tv shows and movies is always so toxic for couples and just super unnecessary. thank you for recognising and loving that part of sorry, i’m and anti-romantic 🥹

i almost didn’t put serim in the story as a conflict, but i kind of wanted a tangible example of the mc being afraid of commitment and thought the story could use someone who has known her and hooked up with her, if that makes sense? like i wanted someone who wasn’t a closer friend of the mc’s to be surprised by her dating someone but i didn’t want him to have too much power in the overall fic lmao 😂

you are a literal angel and i am so grateful that you took the time to write this, thank you again caelin!! you are an absolute sweetheart and i am always here for a quick chat about anything that’s on your mind 💞💞

[vashthestampeed]

Crack Dollar General Au

~ Kyojuro Rengoku worked as a part-time sales associate for Dollar General/ Full-time Student.

~ Same personality fighting demons in the Taisho era, as fighting Karens in aisle 3 (that's the bread aisle for us)

~"You don't have gluten-free, sun-risen, on the side of the Natagumo mountain by monks here?" Kyojuro looks at the middle-age lady with a bob-cut, and says, "No ma'am, but we do have wheat bread, please take all final items to the front as I regret to inform you that we will be closing in 2 mins!"

~Always has to ring up that weird customer that talks about strength and always tries to coax a fight out of Kyojuro behind the Denny's.

~Took up the offer after Akaza trashed the clothing section. Kyojuro got to let off steam and Akaza was not disappointed in his physical prowess. (Akaza got his ass beat and Kyojuro got a black eye).

~Kyo's boss gave him a day off after they heard what happened. Kyo was overjoyed.

~Kyo gets a call on his day off, informing him that he is no longer an employee at Dollar General.

~Senjuro finds out and goes over to visit his brother and it ends with them going out to celebrate.

~And when I say celebrate, they just go to the grocery store for Kyojuro to spend his last paycheck on a month's supply of sweet potatoes.

~He eventually moves back in with his parents and brother.

~Kyojuro would finally graduate and start his career as a history teacher at Kimetsu no High and will be that teacher that has all those weird and crazy stories to tell his students about his time in retail.

~"But sir, I thought this was a history class?" "It happened in the past, so technically it is history, and plus I didn't make a lesson plan for today, Kamado my boy!"

~After class, "Kamado my boy, come here!"

~ Kyojuro wears his signature smile, but with an apprehensive vibe, Tanjiro sees he's the last one in the class and does a double take towards the door. But ultimately he stand in front of Rengoku-sensei's desk.

~ "You need to promise me one thing,... actually two things... Don't work in retail, Ever! And if you see this basketball, tattooed faced, MC pants wearing, eraserhead having boy with a main character complex, let me know immediately!"

~The eldest Kamado sweats profusely at his sensei's weird and specific request, but nodded anyway and then leaves quickly.

~Kyojuro is walking home, when he bumps into Akaza. Akaza offers up another fight, but Kyojuro takes his hand and shakes it, thanking him for getting fired.

~"I don't think that is something you thank someone for." "In this moment, I don't care, you got me fired and I became a history teacher".

~Dude that's lame!" "Yeah, but it's better than over time with no benefits!"

Epilogue:

~ Kyojuro and his family are on their engawa eating sweet potatoes looking towards the dusk sky of another finished day and more to come!

Hope you enjoyed this, i know I did, shout out to my friend Kayla, for some of these crack ideas.

Find her on Insta. @notecard.doodle.

[girlucifer]

aaaa for the new ask meme, 8 & 44 for your mc? (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)

🐙🐙 tysm for the ask! i love that you asked #8 because i have so many songs i like to compare the boys + mc with so i can finally talk about some of them!!! sorry it gets so long!!! you gave me a soapbox and i am going to preach ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ but tysm for the ask! i hope you have a lovely rest of your week <3

8. what are three songs that suit them?

between my teeth, orla gartland [i’m too broken to fix you too / i admit it, i admit it / oh, please don’t lean on me / cause I don’t want your heart between my teeth] mc is like, just some human. they are ever so full of compassion and love but sometimes it proves to be too much- multiple times throughout the story, we see mc be the one to repair the damages in the brothers' relationships with each other- their own family therapist! mc loves them deeply but is definitely overwhelmed by their tantrums sometimes. . .

pomegranate seeds, julian moon [will you be mine?' i said yes sir! if you let me go! and he said 'yes ma'am! 'cause i get what i want, one way or another, i'll own your heart and soul, my lover- six feet under.'] this one is specifically about mc + lucifer- it doesn't matter how far away the human is, whose name is on their lips or who they sleep with at night- in the end, they're only standing because of his own choices and continue to stand because of his love for them. he'll own their heart and soul one way or another!

get stoned, FIONN [all the ladies lose their pearls / i get stoned by the girls / they leave me really with no other choice than / getting high with the boys!] mc finds solace in the company of demons, although such company can warrant double-takes and side-eyes. lord diavolo + his vision is definitely ahead of his time- for now, the human remains the talk of the ball and not in a good way!

44. what do they need to learn?

they need to learn how to say no + put their needs before others! no to mammon asking for twenty grimm, no to lucifer demanding his venti mocha frappucino with no whip two pumps vanilla and a dash of cinnamon, no to beelzebub asking for sevenths! like- ok so i hate the idea of the whole thing being like... a school, so i imagine it more so a government with mc as their little intern running around doing mundane tasks- the brothers barking orders one after another. one day, they'll snap and not show up to work and the entire govt shutdowns </3

[demonboidies]

𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝔂 - 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝓸𝓻 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮

pt. 1

word count: 1,273

<this is a yandere story, therefore this is a trigger warning for emotional abuse, manipulation, toxic relationships and overall unhealthy obsession towards the reader/mc/yn>

it was old. but not dingy looking. actually, old but classy old, y'know? the building looked almost like a haunting house, but it was more welcoming than one from a horror movie. you could see the lights were on, so the question of someone being home was now answered, after all, at least 1 of the 7 tenants had to be home. at least, or else you'd have walked up a whole bunch of stairs for no reason.

you pressed the white button which you presumed to be the doorbell.

inside the house, seven heads shot up.

"she's here!" one yelled excitedly, bouncing on his feet.

"shh! she can't know we were waiting!"

"no! you shh! she could hear us right now."

"just go to your rooms idiot and let me handle her. don't even think about coming downstairs while we talk."

you waited patiently, peaking into the glass window of the door trying to catch a glimpse of the inside. as your eyes were finally able to see a peak of the inside, a pair of brown eyes met your own. the way the sun hit it made it look lighter, which made you grin at the male.

in a second, the door was opened and a tall, handsome young man was smiling at you.

"i'm sorry for taking so long, had to get the others in order." he grinned and welcomed you inside. "we can talk in the dining room."

he led you to the large dining area, a long table greeting you with more than enough chairs to feed more than 10 people. "so i take you're interested in our offer?"

you smiled weakly, pulling out the letter in your bag. "before talking about things like that, i would first like to know your name," pointing at the smiley face at the bottom you chuckled, "this doesn't really give me much to know about you, or whoever had written it."

he looked at the smiley face himself, almost like's never seen it before either. suddenly, a deep chuckle left his throat making you blush at the sound. it was so...manly.

"i'm sorry about that, it must've been one of the tenants. rather playful he is. my name is Kim Namjoon, Namjoon or Joon is fine though. i'm sorry for my friend's mistake...can't believe i missed it before mailing it to you." he looked down ashamed of his slip up, scratching behind his ear. "he meant well, i'm sorry if it creeped you out in some way."

how could he have guessed it creeped you out? well, who knows maybe he thought the action of his 'friend' was odd himself.

"ah, no, it's fine. simply curious as to who wrote such a persuasive letter," you took in a deep breath. "i am interested in the job after all. i just want to go through the facts of payment and requirements."

he nodded in understanding. "ah, of course. well, we can pay you well as well as provide food and housing. we do live pretty far from the town and it would be more efficient if you had stayed with us, here. and the specifics of payment would be about $9,000 a month. possibly more."

your eyes had budged. and he noticed. and he let out that manly, attractive chuckle. his shoulders shook slightly with his movement.

"you mean, like a thousand? a month?"

if you were being paid that much in a month you could easily live off this job for the rest of your life!

"yes, ma'am."

"y/n is fine, Namjoon...but you are absolutely sure that i will get paid $9,000 a month, along with housing and food if i choose so?" it seemed too good. it couldn't be real. all due respect, he seemed trustworthy, but that much money seemed suspiciously high. your inner gut was telling you 'no.'

"yes, and we are absolutely sure we can suffice that amount of money for as long as you want. we do not play with the proper treatment of you if you were to stay and work with us." he said, pushing his rimmed glasses higher up his nose. "that is if you choose to stay, which we do hope you do."

"i-" you cut yourself off, not wanting to decide too early. you needed questions answered first.

"how come i've never heard of this place, do you guys simply like privacy? and it seems you are the only one home, where are the other 6?" you inquired, putting out the simple questions first.

"ah, the other 6 are here, they are just shy. it's been a while since we've seen a be- female..." you failed to notice the pink dusting his cheeks, he had caught himself before he said 'beautiful.' that sure would've scared you.

"okay, i understand that."

"as for why we're so isolated from others is simply because we enjoy our privacy. there was a point when we were in high school when we wouldn't have any private life. it really damaged us, so we're living here now. although, i should mention that most of us have our own jobs. some of us even work in the city, including me." he spoke calmly, his words sounding so perfect and smooth. he was reeling you into saying yes to his proposal. and it was working. the word was almost going to roll off your tongue at this point.

"so what do you say?" he questioned after a moment of silence. he was internally yelling for you to accept. but he would have to stay quiet for now.

"i think...i need time to think."

sadness was on his face.

"i need to make sure i am willing to completely dedicate myself to this job. and i thank you for answering my questions and concerns, i am very much leaning towards yes." you assured. "but don't get your hopes up, please. i just need a few days to think this over, Namjoon." with that you stood up from the table, him following your actions.

"ah! okay, we understand. do contact us again if you are sure you want this job." he said kindly, although you could hear and see the disappointment in his eyes and voice. he walked you to the door, waving you off with a kind smile.

you returned to your household, collapsing onto your couch with a stressed look. you really needed this job, but there was a part of you yelling out that it was un-safe. but doesn't everyone feel like that with new, unfamiliar things? especially jobs, yeah?

after mulling over the thought of accepting, you came to a conclusion.

*

"taehyung, i swear if it's because of your stupid smiley face she doesn't accept this, i will personally mutilate you."

"whatever. it was cute, she seemed to like it." the male blushed at the thought of you liking something of his. "i can't believe how pretty she is in person."

"you should see her up close, so magnificent."

***

knocking on the door of the familiar door, you fiddled with your thumbs. in a few seconds, the door was opened wide by Namjoon himself.

"ah, you've come back...and with good news, i hope?" his voice was light and happy, which caused you to smile. when you realized your actions, that including some staring on your part, you coughed behind your hand, regaining your stoic expression.

"yes, and i came here to properly tell you..."

a/n- aha, cliffhanger-sorta-kinda-not-really. anyway apologies on to how short this chapter was, i can assure the next one will longer tho!!

[stacie-marie-bloom]

Glass Hearts Pt. 1: Nestor x OC

AN: Story about Nestor and the Galindo’s nanny. I do not own any of these characters except for the original character. Credit where credit is due.

Waring: Spoilers to season one of Mayans MC

For over a year now Ruby Parker has been working for the Galindo family as a live in nanny to help with around the clock care of Cristobal. She was around 5’3 with shoulder length red hair, pale skin and freckles for days, very bubbly but also reserved at times, but loved deeply and passionate about her work with Cristobal as well. It was rare that anyone saw her without a smile plastered on her face, even though she knew the kind of world she was working in, it never bothered her. Everyone who worked for the family knew who Ruby was for her kind heart as well as always being with Cristobal. The head of security, Nestor was always observant and mindful of all those around, especially Ruby. Over the year of working close together he had fallen for the red haired beauty, though he would never express it. If he was seen as weak or having a soft spot then it would mean his guard is down, that, that can be used as leverage to attach the Galindos.

Today had started like all the other days in the week, with Ruby in the kitchen fixing lunch for Cristobal. Dancing and singing as she put all the ingredients together to entertain the little one in his high chair. He watched with glee, giggling at the funny faces she would make in his direction. Without Ruby’s knowledge though her boss Emily was watching at the kitchen doorway. Laughing, Emily finally entered the kitchen picking up her son.

“My sweet Cristobal we picked the perfect nanny for you, that is for sure.” Bouncing her son on her hip as she talked to him.

“Oh goodness, sorry Mrs. Galindo I didn't see you there. Would you like me to fix you something as well?” Ruby asked as she was finishing up food for Cristobal.

“Oh no I am fine, ate a late breakfast. I was actually coming in to let you know tonight we will be meeting with Miguel at his favorite restaurant. Tonight though I will be bringing Cristobal with and would like if you could come as well for some extra help?”

“Yes ma'am I can most definitely do that.” Ruby agreed nodding her head. “Anything planned for the rest of the afternoon till dinner? Or are you going to work a little longer?”

“Thought we could all go shopping? Spend the day out. I am tired of sitting in that office all day.” the petite blonde responded. Even though Ruby worked for the Galindos, Emily saw her as a close friend that helped with Cristabol not just another employee.

“Sounds like an excellent idea, it’s a beautiful day out as well. If you’re able to stay with Cristabol, I’ll go get changed real quick.”

Emily quickly agreed and started to feed her son while Ruby slowly jogged to her room. When rounding the corner the small red haired woman bumped into Nestor coming out of another room on the hall.

“Oof sorry Mr. Octevea, wasn’t paying attention.” Ruby explained fiddling with her hands.

“Ruby, we’ve known each other for a year now and I tell you this every time, please just call me Nestor.” A slight smile creeped up on the young woman’s face from embarrassment.

“Yeah sorry about that, it’s just weird. Y’all are all so casual with names even though this life is not. Also it was how I was raised.” looking down then looking towards her room before continuing, “well um, I better get changed. I’ll see you later I guess Nestor.”

Simply nodding his head Nestor went on his way shaking his head. While Ruby quickly ran to her room to change.

*Later after dinner*

After saying their goodbyes the women and Cristobal left in one car and the men left in another, having to take care of business. What neither knew though was the Los Olvidados were following close behind the car with Miguel’s most beloved inside. They followed them into the desert before attaching, before they killed one of Galindo’s men and ripping baby Cristobal from his mother’s arms. Leaving Emily and Ruby in the middle of the desert with a dead security personnel. Holding Emily tight, trying to calm her as best as she could Ruby also called for help.

“Nestor, I don’t know where we are. In the middle of some desert, they took Cristobal, they took him Nestor and we need y’all.” Ruby explained over the phone with a calm voice trying to comfort her boss as best she could.

“Stay on the phone, we can track you. Where is Sam? Emily?”

“Emily is right here, they killed Sam.”

“Stay, we will be right there.”

After roughly thirty minutes the crew was out there picking up the women, only few stayed and the others already went searching for the Los Olvidados.

Ruby was riding in the car with Nestor leading them out the desert.Stealing glances every so often on the drive back Nestor was trying to gauge where Ruby's head was. It broke his heart seeing the normally bubbly redhead, quiet and distant.

“Ruby, can you give me any information on the group that attacked you guys? Anything will help.” Nestor asked in a soft voice, hoping to help bring Ruby back to reality.

“Um, well I only got partial plates, BQ and the last two numbers were 47. It was American plates but they spoke very little English.” quietly she explained, feeling extremely numb but not wanting to show any of the pain she’s feeling.

“I know this is difficult but can you tell me anything of who it was that attacked? What they said?”

“They were children, had animal masks. Spoke mainly Spanish, I couldn’t understand what was said but they were Los Olvidados. Rebels.” Ruby spoke just barely over a whisper. Nodding his head, Nestor chose to stay quiet for the rest of the drive giving glances still just checking on her. The small redhead though, she brought her knees to her chest clutching them close and just staring out into the dark.

**Please let me know what you think! 

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Milkshakes? It’s A Date! (RoD, Ximena X MC)

As promised, a new Ximena fanfic!  Ximena finally decides to follow Mona’s advice and ask Ellie out...that’s how their first date go! 

Word Count: 1304

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Ximena fanfic Tag: @bobasheebaby

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"You'll nail your driving test, sweetie! Trust me, I'm an expert!" Ximena commented flashing a big smile as Ellie stopped the car in a parking lot. "I certainly hope so!" the high school girl chuckled. In the end, X. asked the Wheeler girl if she needed help with her driving practice...as Mona suggested. They were in the hideout and Ellie's eyes instantly brightened when she asked. Logan was nowhere to be found and Mona immediately apologized and said that Toby and her would have loved to help but Kaneko asked them to round...some errands. Toby gave her a confused look before agreeing that yeah, definitely and the boss had been very adamant about those errands. So here they were. An awkward silence settled in the car as both pretended to look away. Then Ximena looked back to Ellie, who was fiddling with her bracelets. "Hey, El." Ellie immediately met her eyes. "Can you stay a bit longer or is it already way past your curfew?" X. asked. "Oh I can stay! I-I mean I guess so...why?" Ximena grinned and flashed her a smile. "I was thinking...milkshakes? What do you say?" "Milkshakes? Oh now it's a date!" Ellie exclaimed. Then, regretting her way too evident enthusiasm, she bit her lip and added: "I mean, it's a great id-" But X. didn't let her finish. "Only if you want to, sweetie" Ellie gave her a shy smile before speaking again. "I know a diner just round the corner" she said, her eyes wandering out of the car window. "Is it good?" "Oh yeah! I mean I go there often so I may be biased but yeah, it's good" Ximena smiled and pat her shoulder. "Alright then, drive us there, El.!" Ellie gaped, not expecting this request...but happily obliged.

Twenty minutes later they were sitting in a booth at Cesco's sipping Oreo milkshakes. Ximena spoke first, breaking the ice. "So what's the story behind this diner? How come you know it so well? "There's no story, X!" Ellie giggled "I come here every Tuesday with my friends, Riya and Darius. Simple as that!" "So this is not the place where you take cute girls..or boys or both to sweep 'em off their feet with mind-blowing milkshakes?" X. playfully raised an eyebrow at her. Ellie laughed then smiled weakly to herself. "Nah, and...for the record, no one has ever asked me out. Same goes for the other way round. Cute girls or boys or both just don't pay attention to me" Ximena almost spat out her milkshake. "Say that again?!" "It's true and they're...right, I guess. Riya has always been the pretty one. Then there are popular 'queens' like Ingrid...I'm just Ellie." "You're kidding me, right? 'Just Ellie'? What does it mean?" Ximena struggled to understand the meaning of the girl's words. "I'm just ordinary, X. The ordinary high school girl: homework, friends, Netflix..I don't do parties or proms, never had alcohol. I'm boring: the wildest thing I've ever done was nailing a double axel while ice skating  and it was by mere accident!" "Well I can't do a whatever axel you just said, that's cool, show off!" "You're sweet, but the point is: I'm not cool. I mean..." She briefly diverted her eyes "Compared to you, my life sounds pretty much like a...dry biscuit. Or something like that" Ximena sighed and played with her straw. "We'll have to agree to disagree here, sweetheart" Ellie raised her eyes, visibly surprised. The possibility of being cool for someone never crossed her mind before. Especially for someone like Ximena, who was now smiling down at her. The driver spoke again. "You're an honor student, right? It means you're hella smart in my book! And you're so pretty, loyal, funny...ambitious: you want to go to that prestigious college if I'm correct!  And hey don't sell yourself cheap: you're taking driving lessons with...experts and" she leaned a bit closer and whisper conspiratorially "you're sitting at a diner with a dangerous criminal". X. dramatically pronounced the last part making Ellie laugh. "You're not that dangerous!" Ximena took another sip of milkshakes before saying, mocking her best threatening face: "Don't insult me! I punched people for less, girl" "Oh so should I be scared?" Ellie teased, reaching for her drink. Ximena immediately expression softened. "No, not really" "How come? You just said I should watch out" X. smiled. "'Cause you're too adorable. And I'd hate myself for breaking this" she traced her finger over Ellie's nose first then on her jaw "or draw a bad bruise here" Ellie blushed. "You- You're adorable too, X" Ximena laughed softly. "Well, they've called me many names, but adorable? That's a first!" "Maybe they've never used that adjective but I'm pretty sure Toby, Mona and even Logan agree with me. You stood up for me even if you barely knew me, you're helping me out and always make sure I know I'm safe around you guys and that you have my back. You check if I'm comfortable, if everything is okay, you ask me about school...I bet you are the same around your crew. Everyone I've spoken to seems to have a soft spot for you" "Oh really? Are they big softies when they talk about good old X.? Maybe they know better than speak ill of me because I can punch them in the face" Ellie laughed and made a show of rolling her eyes. "C'mon, it's obvious that's not the reason why they like you! They genuinely care for you because you care for them" Ximena opened her mouth to say something but in the end, smiled and concealed the girl's objection. "Fine, but... I have a reputation out there. Don't you dare say it around: I'd hate to kill you, honey" "My lips are sealed" Ellie giggled. They kept talking for an hour before Ellie accidentally checked her watch. Her shoulder fell as she frowned. "Hey, no long face, sweetie. I know it's getting late...C'mon, X will give you a ride" the driver said when she saw the grim expression on her date's face. "Will you? I'm so sorry, X...." Ellie's cheek flashed rosy. "No need for apologies! And knights in shining flannel always drive their belle home, haven't you heard, top class student?" she winked offering her hand. They chatted all the way back to the Wheeler's house. The lights were all off: dad was still at work so Ximena stopped Ellie's future car right in front of the walkaway. "And here we are, princess" "Yep, I'm afraid so" Ellie sighed. Ximena turned to her. "I really enjoyed our diner date" "Me too! It was fun!" Ellie confirmed, smiling brightly in the dark. "So I was wondering...I know it's complicated but" X took a deep breath "would you like to do it again sometime? We could go for a movie, to the arcade or you know just for a walk..." "I...I'd love to, X." They smiled softly to each other when Ellie's phone buzzed. "Oh it's dad...asking if I can make him a sandwich. He's on his way home and starving. I should probably go" "Make dad the meanest grill cheese sandwich ever, sweetie"  Ximena winked at her. "Yes, Ma'am" Ellie laughed then said "Thanks X....you, well, you have my number" Ximena was about to say something when to her surprise, Ellie shyly leaned closer and placed a kiss on her cheek. "Goodnight X." she whispered. Ellie was already walking down the walkway when Ximena managed to answer her. The driver waited there until the girl waved at her from the kitchen's window. She waved back and started the car to go back to the hideout. What Ellie couldn't see was Ximena smiling and blushing hard as she turned the wheel. 

“You know I'm in love With an uptown girl My uptown girl”

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Home, A TRR Fanfic Series, Part 5 [1 /2] (MC)

Tippy’s note: Since tonight is Choices Fandom Night In, I figured I would try to get this up tonight instead of tomorrow.  The other half of this will go up tomorrow.  Fingers crossed.  I was working on this for a while and while looking at Part 5 there is a lot going on.  There are two separate narratives now blending into one.  It felt weird having it all in one place, so I split it. This part is still with Halle, the next part is with Liam.  I have to admit, I like writing Halle’s parents.  They are fun.  Tricky in some ways but fun.  

Disclaimer: Choices owns this and I do not.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Words Counted: 2,338 Rating: PG Pairing: Liam x MC (Halle), endgame

Tagging @tmarie82 and @mfackenthal for Fandom Night In

Tags:  @youwontlikewherewewillgo @sleeplessescapades @jasoncrouse @lizzybeth1986 @hopefulmoonobject @ayo-minty-jess @flyawayblue56  @drakewalkerwhipped @drakelover78 @umccall71  @writtenbycandy

Summary: Joanne forces Halle to leave the house with her, I will continue to suck at summaries for Halle’s parts.  Hilarity ensues.

Halle was pouring a glass of orange juice in the kitchen.  She sat casually at the table taking in the silence and solitude.  She still had so much to think about. Halle looked at her WhatsApp again.  She would start a message and stop.  

Liam, I…

Delete.

I am sorry for leaving, but I needed thi--

Nope.  

I miss you.  I’m sorry.  I lo--

Not enough.

She placed her phone screen down on the table and pressed her back to the back of the chair as her mother entered.

“Morning, Halle.”

“Morning, mother.”

“Glad to see that you are awake at a reasonable hour.  Wish you were dressed though.”

Halle raised her eyebrow.

“Because we are going out.”

“We?”

“Yes, we,” Joanne clarified.  “We have stuff to do today and you are not going to bum around my house for free.”

Halle looked at her blankly.

“It’s not like you have got any plans outside of moping about that boy.”

“That boy?”

Joanne placed her hands on her hips.  “Are you being intentionally dense?  Have you been bewitched?”

Halle continued to stare at her mother.

“Fine.  Come with me because your mother likes shopping with company and your father is determined to stay in.”

The sound of Harrold’s slippers clapping against his heel and the floor could be heard before he was seen.  

“Not all days have to be get up and go, Joanie,” He said as he entered the kitchen.  

Harrold hugged his wife from behind and she presented her cheek for a kiss.  He dutifully kissed her on the cheek and walked over to Halle to kiss her on the forehead before making his way to the fridge.

Joanne sighed.  “I suppose they don’t, but I am not going to sit here and be idle.  Neither is Halle.”

“Actually, I would very much like to be idle.”

“Baby girl,” Harrold started while his daughter groaned at the juvenile nickname.  “While I would like to relax and enjoy some quiet time with a book.  I think you should go out with your mother.”

“What! I thought you were supposed to be on my side.”

Her father peered at Halle over the fridge door.

“You know what I always say to that argument.”  

Halle deadpanned, “The only side I am on is the side of goodness.”

Harrold nodded.  “That’s right.  Now go out with your mother.  Bond.  Breathe fresh air.  Let an old man read alone in peace.”

Joanne cleared her throat.  “I didn’t think I would have to use bribes on a full ad-dult, but if you come with me there will be jerk crab for you.”

Halle perked up.  Her mother was pulling out the stops.  Jerk crab was not a frequent occurrence in the Berry household.  Joanne usually reserved it for special occasions and when she happened upon some decently priced crab.

“I know you can’t say no to that Halle,” her father bargained.  

She looked between her parents.  There was clearly some collusion going on.  The only thing unclear was to what end.

Harrold narrowed his eyes.  “I won’t let you refuse this.  Go upstairs and get dressed.  I will get the cooler from the garage ready for the crab.”

She hesitated, looking from her mother to her father.

“Go on now.”

Halle wordlessly obeyed her father and went upstairs.  Ten minutes later, a casual outfit change of denim shorts and a simple breathable shirt and the two women set off.

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“Mom, you passed the exit for the market.”

“We are not heading to your average supermarket.  I am in the mood for special crab and I want something fresh.”

When Halle heard that she slumped in her seat.  What was supposed to be a small outing was clearly going to be much longer.  

Twenty minutes into the extended trip and neither mother or daughter have uttered so much of a word.  Only silence punctuated by Halle’s sighs.  

“This silence is too much,” Joanne started.  “I took you out so you would be too busy to mope about like your problems are not your own.  I would hope that you would talk about it more if you were going to insist on dwelling on them.”

“There is nothing to say, mom.  I ran away from Liam, my fiance, who is a literal king because I didn’t like how being with him changed me.  Now I want to talk to him and I don’t know what to say.”

“Well, most conversations start with a salutation.  Have you tried saying ‘hello?’”

“It’s not that simple, Mom.  I ran from him.”

“They have words you can use when you think you have wronged someone.  Like ‘sorry.’”

“I am sorry that I hurt him.” Halle met her mother’s gaze in the rearview mirror before adding, “I am not sorry that I left.”

“Halle, you are about to marry this man.  Your lives, your worlds are going to unite and change.  Right now I know you feel that because you are marrying up the greater burden of that change falls on you.  You have had to accustom yourself to the Cordonian--it’s Cordonian and not Cordonese or some other word--”

“It’s Cordonian.”

“Anyway you have had to live that life but you don’t strip away all of yourself to be there.  Some of Halle, and your life before him can live in that fancy palace too.  It certainly has the room.”

“I feel like I did strip away all of myself.  I agreed to a transvaginal exam.”

“They did what?” Joanne’s eyes widened as she glanced over at her daughter.

Halle nodded.  Joanne took a deep breath and continued.

“I know that being there is hard, but I am not trying to victim shame or whatever the internet says is correct, yet I have to ask: what did you think you were getting involved with when getting in bed with a foreign monarch?”

“Mom,” Halle groaned incredulously.

Joanne puckered her lips, waiting for a response. 

“I cared about Liam.  I felt like that night, talking to him, being around his energy--it was different.  He is unlike anyone I have ever met.  Still.”

“That is the feeling that you let guide you.  Well, that and Jesus.  Mustn’t forget God and Christ the King.”

Joanne held a reverent hand to the sky.

“Halle, your father and I have been married for nearly four decades.  Love didn’t carry us through all of those years.  Some of those times we made it, barely, but we did.  That is not because Harrold and I were settling or just staying together for you and Hakim.  We have been empty nesters for ten years if it was just you guys holding us together we would have been separated.  

We make an active and concerted effort to build and strengthen that bond.  If love is doing all of the work of keeping your relationship together, there is no room for it to do what it’s supposed to do.  Love eases the burden.  It doesn’t carry it for you.”

Halle thoughtfully nodded her head.  

“At least with Liam you can do it with high thread count sheets,” Joanne quipped patting Halle on the knee.  She chuckled to herself, tickled by her own comment as she continued to drive.

About an hour later, Joanne and Halle arrived in Wilmington.  If you were going to shop for crab and you wanted the best available you had to go to the coast.  This was true of any seafood, anywhere.  The best is always at the coast

Halle breathed in the salty ocean air as she and her mother entered Oceanaire Crab Company.  While the storefront was not impressive from the outside, the assortment of seafood within made up for it.  Halle looked around the shop.  Her sandals clicked on the blue and white checkered floor as she appraised one of the massive lobster tanks.  She looked over at her mother who was already haggling with one of the attendants.

The attendant tried to be firm with her mother.  “Ma’am.  Snow Crab legs are twelve dollars a pound if you are buying over five pounds.”

“And I most certainly am,” Joanne insisted.  “I think you can part with twenty pounds for ten dollars per pound.”

“Ma'am I don’t know if I can do that.”  The attendant shifted uneasily in his shoes.

“Well, get me someone who can.  I’ll wait.”  Joanne planted her feet on the ground and folded her arms.  

Halle joined her mother.

“Twenty pounds?” she asked, raising her eyebrow.

“You think I should get more?”

“Mom, you do realize that it’s just me, you and dad?”

“Halle, you really underestimate how many pounds of crab you and your father can eat in a sitting.  When you were in your teens, you easily put away one-and-a-half pounds.”

Halle balked.

“Besides, I have this feeling that there may be more people coming so I need to have enough.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Before Joanne could answer, a middle-aged man with a dingy mustache and a sheen of sweat walked over to where the women were standing.  

The man clasped his hands together before speaking. “So, I hear that you have a problem with my current pricing.”

“I most certainly do young man.”

Fifteen minutes, seven “young mans” and $198 dollars later, the cooler was filled with twenty-two pounds of crab legs and free ice to keep them cool for the 90-minute drive back.  On the road, Halle was still asking her mother about her earlier comments.

“So you are just not going to answer the question?”

“What question was that?”

“You said that you have a ‘feeling’ that you were going to need to feed more people.  What makes you think that?”

“I just do.--”

“You just--”

“Speaking of which I do not have time to do greens.  I may do a salad and some cornbread.”

Joanne roughly turned right, crossing over two lanes.  Halle held the handle by the passenger window for dear life as a cacophony of car horns aired behind them.

“Mom!”

“You hush,” her mother sternly chastised.

At their next stop Food Lion, Joanne was perusing the condiments aisle pondering over salad dressings.  

“You still like Italian and Thousand Island right?”

“Ye-yes.”  Halle thought of the salad dressings the chefs at the palace made with sundried tomato oil and fresh basil, thyme, and oregano.  “Can I make the salad dressing instead?”

Joanne smiled.

“I mean, I know you are trying to keep dad somewhat healthy--”

“Which is a task.  Let me tell ya.”

Halle nodded.  “Well, I remember a recipe I had in Cordonia and it’s definitely heart healthy.”

Joanne looked Halle up and down.  “Alright then, Halle.  Get the ingredients and meet me at the registers.”

While she was in the produce section getting the fresh herbs for the salad dressing, Halle turned and noticed Rhon by the onions.  He looked up and their eyes met.  Rhon smiled and made his way over to her.

“Hey, Hal.  I see that you are still here.  What brings you over to the market?”

“The same thing that brings everyone here.  Food.”

“Well you do need to eat,” Rhon appraised her before adding, “You are losing your thickness.”

Halle cocked her head to the side.  “My thickness?  Maybe this is my grown woman body.”

“If you say so.”

She shook her head.  “Anyway, where is Jaleesa?”

“She is with her mother for the next few days.  We co-parent.  It works for us.”

“I see.”

Halle and Rhon stood for a moment.  Both unsure of what to say to the other.  They didn’t have to wonder for long as Joanne barreled towards them.

“I said to meet me at the registers and you have me waiting for more than 10 minutes.”

“It’s my fault, Mrs. Berry,” Rhon apologized.

Joanne’s jaw tensed before she took a deep breath and relaxed.  She smiled as warmly as she could given her annoyance.  

“Hello, Ron.  It’s nice to see you again.”

“Nice to see you too Mrs. Berry.”  He looked at the both of them and already knew the usual drill when the older woman was around.  “I guess Halle and you have to get going.”

“Yes, we do, unfortunately.  We have a lot of crab in our car that will not jerk itself.”

“I understand,” Rhon said heading to his cart.  “It was nice seeing you again Hal.”

He turned away to continue shopping.  

“Wait, Rhon-Ronald.  We do have a lot of crab.  An extra couple of mouths would be especially helpful.”

“Mom, are you--”

“Yes.  Rhon, come to dinner.  Halle--I mean--I would love to have you.”

“Are you sure Mrs. Berry?  I don’t want to cause any trouble and quite frankly I didn’t think you liked me enough to feed me.”

Joanne sighed.  “I’m extending a hand and some crab legs.  What do you say?”

“I can’t say no to some free crab.  I’m in.”

“Wonderful.  Are you done with your shopping?  Do you need to make sure some of your ingredients get refrigerated?”

Rhon smiled.  Halle stood back unsure what to make of what she just saw.  She knew better than to ask questions and just let her mother cook.

The three of them left the market.  Halle and Joanne rode in their car and Rhon followed behind them.

“Mom, was this the feeling you had that made you buy over twenty pounds of crab leg?”

“No.”

Halle gave her mother a questioning glare.  

“I am a mother,” Joanne reasoned.  “I have intuition and go with it.”

Halle started to speak but as they turned on to the street of their house, she noticed that there was an extra car in the driveway.  Harrold’s station wagon was in the garage because her mother would be damned than let her father’s car be seen in public next to her home.  Halle’s rental Civic was in the front and they were in her mother’s Acura.  She checked behind her and Rhon was still tailing them.  There was an unaccounted for SUV in the driveway.  

As Joanne got closer a thought crossed Halle’s mind.  

It can’t be.  Can it?

Joanne stopped the car in front of her house.  Halle quickly unbuckled her seat belt and bolted for the front door.  

“Halle!” Joanne called out after her.  “What is the meaning of this?”

Halle turned the unlocked door to enter her home.  Her mother’s voice fading behind her.

“I can’t even park in my own driveway.  This is some nonsense.  The black ass nerve.”

She rushed inside.

He’s here?

Part 5 [2/2]

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you're SO REAL for calling those children feral bahah Im not sure if you ever answered this but what's your ideal age range to teach?

I AM MOURNING MY HOT PROFESSOR 😭

THOSE DO COUNT BESTIE!!! I am a HUGE supporter for funding the arts especially in public schools! but NOT THE VOICES?! but lowkey me too lol But i bet your voice isn't as bad as you may think!! Also you having a Harry air freshener is very much on brand for you in the best way possible! what's the scent bestie? do you lean more towards sweet scents or floral?

Omg Harry would not want me in a band like that Im not cool enough hahah so i played the tuba... wild bc I started when I was like 7 and it was such an odd instrument for a young child BUT my first music teacher saw like "potential" in me or whatever and honestly i was wanting to play something shiny lol and all my education was done through school and luckily they were all preforming art schools! and like my connection to music is more complex than that but yeah lol which is also why i am a big supporter for anything creative in general!

ALSO THE PHYSICS EXTRA WAS SOOO GOOD!!!! They are just so cute! I do love some angst once in a while and once again I am living through them lol Makes so much sense that they would have this "misunderstanding" of them being official or not. Especially if they never stated it and knowing how the MC does have her insecurities surrounding the girls Harry use to surround herself with, I don't blame her for answering like that! Oh and it was so cute how we got to see them both slightly freak out about one another lol

AND THEY SAID THEY LOVE EACH OTHER😭 AND HARRY ASKING HER TO BE IS GF?! SO CUTE! all of it was so cute! You did so great bestie! Hope you're okay, love you!-💜

It's my own fault tbh. I teach at the high school level. Mainly 14/15 year old hooligans but I have a group of 17/18 year olds that are a delight to teach despite the fact they probs hate me lol. Add in teaching math they get tired of me pretty quick (it was pi day yesterday! 🎉) though I can't imagine why! 😂

I am in no way tooting my own horn but I am a good singer (you would hope, I sang for a really long time. I would think one of my teachers would have told me) I just am too shy to sing in front of people lol

Ma'am the Harry air freshners I have are HORRIBLE scent-wise HAHAHAHAHA but the scent goes away quick and honestly I just keep them to look at Harry while driving. The current one i have is him dressed as Dorothy from Harryween but I think it's time to swap him out for another one. I got them off Etsy! They're really cute even if they smell bad. I don't know how to say this but I don't know what scents I like? I like the idea of florals but it's gotta be subtle. I love the smell of cotton/clean linen type scents (anything that smells fresh) and I also LOVE Christmas candles. If it smells like pine, or balsam, or sandalwood count me in. I want it to smell like a campfire without the campfire if that makes sense.

Harry would appreciate the musicality in you for sure! I bet we could pop some tuba into one of the songs! Music for a Sushi Restaurant already has a lot going on, why not add the tuba as well? It's so special music is something you are so passionate about and I think it's really cool you're into the technical side of things of music as well. I never took music theory (but I hear there is some math involved so I wish I did!) but nonetheless, I love STEM stuff but you can't have one without the other. I think I would die without music.

SO glad you liked Physics! I know you saw I really wasn't sure what to do with it so I'm glad it worked out well! It's really nice I have you to analyze my own writing because sometimes I miss the stuff you point out (like the part regarding how she doesn't know it's official/how he was around other girls) LOL Usually I just write stuff until I see fit and post it without thinking much of it outside of grammar, spellcheck, and making sure it flows okay hehehehe I appreciate you so much! 💕 I think they'll both be much happier being official now too 🤭

hope you have a lovely weekend!

xoxo

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Eyyyyyy mate, could I maybe get some RFA+V+Unknown scenarios with a tomboy MC? Full package of Mistaken For Gay kind of tomboy (short hair, wears men's clothes, lacks makeup 95% of the time, has more guy friends than girl friends, etc., etc.), whole nine yards. Not gonna go through the trouble of discluding Jaehee because reasons but you can write that one platonic or romantic as you see fit. as a smol straight tomboy i want to feel validated here because obvious reasons

Ofc!! You’re beautiful just the way you are!!

RFA +V + Saeran react to Tomboy MC

Yoosung- Yoosung was surprised when he saw you for the first time. - You never came off as very feminine, but for some reason he pictured you with long hair and softer features. - So when you show up to the party wearing a similar outfit to his own he was definitely thrown for a loop. - “Yoosung? Hi! It’s me, MC!” He blinked in response. - “MC… is that, really you?” - You immediately knew why he was confused and you were crushed. - You didn’t blame him, but you had hoped he grew to enjoy your personality more than your external appearance. - “I’m sorry, Yoosung, but this is who I am. I’m not interested in make up and dresses and other feminine things- not that there’s anything wrong with that!!- It’s just really not my cup of tea…” you rubbed your neck sheepishly. - Yoosung blinked once more before shaking his head slightly and smiling. - “MC!! I don’t care if you’re not girly! I just wish you would have told me! We could have coordinated matching bow ties!” he grabbed your hands, finding it hard to make eye contact after what he said. - “I’m glad you are the way you are…”- AWE MY PRECIOUS BBY- When you smiled back up at him he thought he was gonna faint. - You were breathtaking.

Zen- When he flirted with you over chat he did refer to you as very feminine, so to say you were nervous was an understatement. - You really liked him, and it seemed he really liked you, but you knew that your appearance could be called… unexpected. - Jaehee had short hair like you, but her face and body screamed femininity, while yours was much more androgynous. - It wasn’t that you had a problem with how you looked! - You just hoped that your appearance wouldn’t be a deciding factor between you and Zen. - So upon seeing a long white ponytail in front of you it was hard not to panic. - so, like the brave lil tomboy u were, you tapped him on the shoulder. - “Hm, yes-” - “Hi Zen! I’m, uh… I’m MC!” - His eyes opened slightly before a gentle smile took over his once surprised expression. - “You have no idea how much it means to meet you.” he grabbed your hands and kissed your knuckles, treating you like a princess. - “Z-Zen! You don’t… You don’t mind the way I look?”- omg he looked OFFENDED- “MC, what could you possibly mean? You and I are the most gorgeous people in this room!” He winked. - cue ur face turning into a straight up tomato- “But really, MC, you’re perfect just the way you are.”

(I’ll skip Jaehee since you didn’t seem worried whether she was here or not)

Jumin- oh boy was he excited to meet you- Literally felt like a child on christmas morning- He was even more excited when you agreed to wear the dress he bought you. - you seemed hesitant but he concluded that you were worried about cost, which he ensured you he had covered. - he tried hard to keep composure but when word came through that you arrived he spoedwalked to the front of the party like it was NOBODIES business- Jumin is now Nyoomin- He looked around frantically until a gentle tug at his coat sleeve caught his attention.- “Hi Jumin, I’m MC.” you greeted warmly. - “MC…” He looked down upon you and you looked… uncomfortable. - “MC, are you okay? Is the dress the right size? You seem unhappy…”- Just like you could read through his bullshit he could read through yours. - You sighed, having dissapointed him in your eyes. - “I’m sorry Jumin, it’s a beautiful dress! And it fits like a glove! It’s just that… I don’t really like wearing dresses. It’s not my style, you know? I’d much rather wear what Yoosung is wearing…” You rubbed your arm, glancing off in Yoosungs direction. - Jumin looked like a kicked puppy, his eyes widened slightly with his lower lip barely puckered out. - “MC I wish you would have told me… I never want to be the reason you’re uncomfortable or don’t feel beautiful.” He grabbed your hands in his. - awe this man is too good and too kind- “Jumin it’s okay, I just thought you wouldn’t find me beautiful if I-”- OH HE WAS HAVING NONE OF THIS- “I would have to be the stupidest man on earth to not find you mind numbing my beautiful! No matter what you’re wearing, you’re my MC.”- … His MC?- Jumin realized what he just said and coughed, breaking eye contact. - “I- uh, What I meant by that was-”- you cut off his stutters by giggling behind your hand. - “It’s okay Jumin. I… I feel the same way.”- The smile that just lit up that man’s face is a smile you would never forget.

Seven- Bruh u could have shown up wearing Optimus Prime cosplay and he would still be like “LOOK AT MY BEAUTIFUL MC!!”- 100% loves how tomboyish you are. - When you arrived he nearly tackled you with a hug. - “MC!! You’re finally here! In person! HOW CRAZY IS THAT!!”- “Seven! Calm down! It’s just me…”- oh was that a smidge of SELF DOUBT HE DOTH HEAR?!?- oh no sweaty ;)- not on his watch- “Ya, MC, just you. that’s like saying the Mona Lisa is JUST a painting! or that Doge is JUST a meme!”- awe that’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to u :’)- Seven understood your attitude though, when the waiter addressed you as sir. - He saw your confidence drop and knew exactly how to fix it!- “Actually, sir, it’s ma'am-”- “I think he was referring to moi~” you looked over and he had a LONG ASS WIG ON WTF WHERE DID HE GET THAT??!- you broke out in laughter as he used a redoculous high voice. - “See, MC? that waiter was just stupid! If putting on a wig makes him question my gender shows that he’s the problem, not you, so keep on keepin on with ya cute self!”- and that you did.

V- Honestly V had no clue bc u know he’s basically blind. - He could almost see your silhouette but just barely. - He was so overjoyed to meet you that he didn’t really consider that much about what you look like. - He was falling in love with your kind personality. - “Excuse me, sir, would you like anything to drink?”- V was about to answer when you cut him off. - “A-Actually, it’s ma'am.”- wait he wasn’t a ma'am what are you talking abo-- “I’m terribly sorry ma'am! please what would you like to drink?”- you ordered and he turned to V- “And you, sir?”- wait… the waiter thought you were a sir?- V ordered and as soon as the waiter left V smiled. - “Was the waiter blind too?”- when you didn’t laugh, but instead sigh, he got concerned. - “If you could see how much I looked like a boy you wouldn’t be surprised.”- oh no MC- “Well, then, even though I’m blind, I can clearly see a beautiful woman standing in front of me.”- “V… That’s very sweet but i’m over here.” you giggled, tapping on his shoulder. - V turned towards the sound of your voice, an embarrassed blush painting his cheeks. - “Ah, I’m sorry… but i still find you incredibly beautiful, MC.”- AWE V

Unknown (I’m gonna have this where he is found and at the party with Seven so this is where u meet him but u 2 had been talking and such on the messenger app b4)

- Despite his cold demeanor, Saeran wasn’t intentionally cruel- unless u were Seven lolol- but otherwise he was just straight up neutral. - so when u introduced yourself you were expecting a “hey dude/bro/other masculin nickname” - but instead when you said hi all you got was a “hey mc”- okay could u be ANY MORE disinterested. - you managed to talk to him, your nerves not easing throughout the conversation, afraid that he’ll bring up your appearance. - It takes him a while to notice your discomfort. - you’re in the middle of talking when he cuts you off - “Hey, stop acting all… tense and shit.”- ???- how did he know??- “I’m sorry, Saeran… I just thought you would reject me sooner or later.”- he raised an eyebrow - “It’s just that I look so much like a boy and-”- “Do I look like someone who gives a flying fuck about what people wear? For the love of God, MC, I wear chokers and I paint my nails. Fuck what society thinks a girl needs to look like. Who cares?”- you just stared at him in awe- “Wow… Thanks, Saeran.”- He looks back at you, ruffling your hair and the smallest hint of a smile graces his face. - “Don’t mention it.”

[texanhusker]

Good Directions - Kaitlyn x MC

Pairing: Kaitlyn x MC

Book: The Freshman

Summary: Kaitlyn is lost on her way to Hartfeld. She stopped at the gas station where MC was working at. (MC is named Emily, fyi) 

There I was working at my dad's store for the final time this summer. It was a slow night but, it usually is in this small town I lived in all of my life. I couldn't wait to pack up my car and drive off to school. Hartfeld was only a three-hour drive away from home but, it felt to me like it was another world. I have been ready to get out this sleepily little town since I graduated from the county high school.  

My parents worry about me but, I promise to call and come back at least on the holidays. My dad wants me to work at his store and owned it one day but, I want to see what is out there. So, there I was at a gas station all by myself on a Saturday. There aren't any customers. So, I was filling up ice bags. It is summer, and people always need ice my dad would always say to me. I was in the middle of put ice in a bag when the bell chimed letting me know someone walked in.

I hurried up and finished the bag and push the cart to ice container was at the front of the store. I finally looked up when I got to the container. The customer wasn't from around here. She must think we were all rednecks in my town. She looks more fashionable in her purple tank top and floral skirt than my uniform of red polo and khaki pants. Seeing her silky black hair and porcelain skin she was more beautiful than anyone that I grew up with in this town.

I noticed her Texas license plates and thinking she was far away from home. It didn't even cross my mind that she was a student at the same college I was going to. She told me that she was lost. She waved her phone and asked, "what good is this if there is no service?" I laughed at her jab about the cell phone service. "Sorry about that ma'am. Where do you need to go?" I asked as I put the ice bags in the container. "First of all, don't call me ma'am. I guess we are around the same age. Secondly, I need to go to Hartfeld university."

I told her the easiest way to get there and told her another 10 miles, and you will be out of the dead zone for cell phones service. "How do you live without cell phones?” she asked. "Barely but, I will also be down at Hartfeld for school," I said and then smiled at her. She blushed and said, "maybe I will see you there." I replied, "I hope so. Mmmm?"  "Kaitlyn," she supplied. “Yes, Kaitlyn maybe this might be the beginning of something,” I said as I hit her shoulder with my fist. “Hey, I am the only one that gets to do that," Kaitlyn said looks at me like she wanted to ask me something. “Oh right, where are my matters?” I scolded myself while I was shooked my head. I went to shake her hand and said, “Hello Kaitlyn. My name is Emily, and it is nice to meet you. Hopefully, I get someone like you for a roommate.”

“What about me that would make me a good roommate?” she asked. I had to swallow the lump in my throat. There I go talking too much. “it is a big school I might not see you again. So, here we go. First off, you are beautiful. I think we might have clicked right away.” She nodded at me. That got me to smile again at her. “It might sound funny but, I am usually way more nervous talking to people but, you put me at ease. I already feel comfortable talking to you. Anyways, good luck at school,” I said to her.

I told her again the exact route I was taking tomorrow. I shook my head thinking I would not see Kaitlyn again. It was to my surprised that I heard her voice when I entered my college dorm suite. Was my mind playing tricks on me? Or was I seeing what I think I see? The woman of my dreams was staring back at me telling me we were suite mates.  She laughed and said, “I looked a lot better now that I wasn’t my uniform.” I didn’t know why but, something felt right between us. For the first time, I was glad about being from that small town.