#my lawyer has advised me to not finish that thought

[maynardsfeet]

[exgirlfiend]

every time I look up gascon I’m reminded of this forum post bc it’s the first google result. and everyone in the board agrees with them. sorry you have hatred in your heart and think swaine is ugly. couldn’t be me though I want to—my lawyer has advised me not to finish that thought.

[theobsessiveloser18]

🦋Y/N In Karate Kid🦋

-Before karate kid-

•Y/N Nomen nescio Born on March 30, 1961, she is the second daughter of the Nomen couple. The tallest of the family, the most intelligent of the family (in her own words), the adoration of everyone she knows and above all things the younger sister of Jimmy, one of the most Popular at school, and an honorable Cobra Kid

•Being the only daughter of a workaholic lawyer and a retired housewife from 4 supermarkets struggling to survive in the complex confines of the middle class, Y/N has had a difficult life.Quiet with good friends, a great family, being an average student with good grades, and having the best relationship with her older brother

•You could say that everything began to change in his life when his brother began to draw his attention to karate, Your mother enrolled him in a dojo near home, run by a walking psychopath and Having 13-year-old classmates completely deranged by using what they learned on anyone they wouldn't like, y/n began to see the havoc that an egomaniac spirit could wreak on The world.

•It could be said that someone like Jimmy would not be affected, he was a boy raised with good principles, responsible parents and without worries about his future, unlike some he had no reason.To become a bad boy, and he didn't, however he was 13 years old and being friends with Dutch, Johnny and Tommy was obviously going to affect him like it did Bobby and it did.

•So like a good sister, you tried to advise him, scold him, guide him and practically prevent him and his friends from going too far. Sometimes you succeed but other times you don't, however your parents never They have noticed the change that your brother had And let's say that you unconsciously make sure that this is so

“Y/N, let's go out, We take you somewhere ?”

“no Mom,The outing with the girls was canceled,” you shouted from your room, focused on the drama on your television.

After a while you went down to say goodbye to your parents

“Jimmy is going to bring his friends for a while, the cake is finishing in the oven, I hope you take good care of them” You looked disgusted at your brother and his cheeky smile.

“The boy is 18 years old ma, he's not stupid,And even less invalid, I don't see why he would need my help for this, other than cultivating sexism”

“The ideas of modern television rot the minds of young girls, I hope you don't watch too much while we are gone, one day you will be a mother and if that attitude has not disappeared by You divorced in 1 year, and believe me you don't want that”

“believe me ma, I don't want children and even less a man to support I have enough with these two”

“time will tell” your father left his office quickly Claiming that he was late for his meeting, they said goodbye to your parents, your mother did not leave without first telling you “and dress appropriately for the visits,” she commented, pointing to your shorts and Your strappy blouse

"Don't offend me, the last thing I want is for those chimpanzees to have to share information about my body." SHe gave you a dirty look and finally got into the car. You returned to your room, after a while. you changed and remembered the cake just before it started to burn

“Hey, I thought you didn't want the kids to comment that I have a sister who likes to dress like a clown.”

“Get lost kid, those stupid people don't deserve me to look this good, much less waste it. An expansive cake in them”

“Yes yes, whatever you say Stuck-Up”

You had the decency to open the door for them when they arrived,

“Jimmy,The Scorpions arrived” you shouted and immediately closed the door in their faces, by the time your brother had opened it for them. You were already halfway up the stairs.

"Y/N, let this be the last time you do that to the boys."

“You're not in charge of me” you argued and the boys looked at you quite amused

“I'll tell mom that you're staying up late watching TV”

“And I'll tell them both where you keep Dutch's marijuana” Everyone They were offended, while you laughed at their reactions

“Go back to the kitchen, let's see if you tame the hyena." You went down the stairs quickly ready to confront him but Jimmy stopped you while the other cobras scolded him

“Suck my excrement, you damned caveman”

“What the hell with those insults ?” Johnny ask with an awkward laugh,The fulminating thing with your look

“I wouldn't have broken the door down on them if they didn't come with The incarnation of the damned Cráter- face”

“Don't compare me again. With your fucking comedies you little bitch” this time he received a blow to the head from Bobby

“Where are you going with that”

“they don't deserve my strawberries much less the sacred whipped cream”

“You will gain weight”

“At least I'll never have your damn height oompa loompa” Finally you disappeared from the room.

After 2 hours you returned to the living room to leave your plate and half a jar of cream in the refrigerator.And you thanked God for having done it when you realized the state of your house

What the hell is this?

Don't exaggerate y/n" Tommy said a little drunk, of course for a boy who could barely stand the smell of marijuana, an apparent large speck of dust,What was it really? the cigarette butt on the table,The amount of empty beers on the floor, and the 3 bales of them that still remained to be uncovered, were nothing to him.

“"Don't exaggerate, you idiot." You took off the headphones of your brother,And you almost fainted because of how dazed it was With the voice of Judas Priest, you ran to cut off his voice.

“Don't fuck around.”Johnny said, approaching angrily with a cigarette but he started to back away when you faced him, much more upset.

“You guys don't fuck with me with all this...you can tell me what the hell made you think this was all a good idea” your screams seemed to sober everyone up “you have a damn thing Idea of ​​what time it is?, My parents are going to arrive any minute, and fucking look at this, this..."your brother started vomiting, everyone left the room including him, he washed himself in the dishwasher and after a few minutes he tried to Regaining your composure you continued “and don't even get me started on all of this together.”

“Okay, okay, we understand, we're leaving."

"Oh no, gentlemen, you're not leaving now," you commented, grabbing him and Johnny by the collars of their shirts. "You are going to help clean the place that they turned into Satan's damn inn”

So they started cleaning the house “seriously!!! “You guys drank 4 bottles of dad’s red wine...Oh damn it, damn it and well damn it”

“Here, all at once and you'll be as good as new,” Bobby commented, offering you 4 cigarettes. You looked at him wrong. “Bad idea, I got it.” He walked away. you began to exasperately trying to detect which one was the most sober, and surprisingly your recently vomited brother fell into the category

“listen to me carefully, honey You're going to get it damn in the old man's cabin damn, you're going to take them in a Unfortunate bag, they're not going to fall off the danmn it bike, you're not going to damn it delay... and above all," you approached him, grabbing his shirt, "you're going to bring Exactly the same damn brands, or else you and your friends are going to learn what a modern bonfire is, are you screwed or did you understand me right? Before he could respond, Dutch asked,

“With so much rudeness," you snapped at your brother and responded sarcastically, "oh seriously, I'm being very rude, my goodness, forgive me, Dutch, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I thought you were fed up with my Insults from a good girl baby” you looked at him annoyed and he simply rolled his eyes “every damn world get to work.”

You really put them to work, Bobby made the 4 pots of coffee to get rid of the hangover, Johnny He mopped the house, Tommy threw away the beers and cigarettes 4 blocks down from his neighborhood, and Dutch took care of his friend's vomit, washing the mop and the kitchen things (nothing personal)While you put everything back as it was originally and certain inconsistencies in the crime scene disappeared, when they were finally finished, your parents walked through the door,

“Good night sir and madam nemon.”

“Good evening young people” Your father greeted awkwardly, you and your brother wanted to laugh

“It's a little late for you to still be here, did something happen?”

"No, of course not, ma'am, just "We ran out of time," the tender Bobby responded too quickly,

"it stinks of air freshener, excuse me."

"Eh, is the gentleman okay?"

"Yes, it's just that strong smells bother him, and he's right, the house stinks of clean... And because his father's wine bottles are in a black bag" without them being able to avoid it, Your mother approached, took the bag and fine price tags put them on the apron, you passed your brother while Dutch kicked him in the shin, your mother said as politely as she could to The boys, and your brother and you were left in an interrogation

“Are you going to explain to me what happened?”

“It was my fault mom, I burned the cake, and I rushed to be someone else but that's when the boys arrived and it was a complete disaster,I spilled the juice, I collided with Dad's bottles, put old milk on the cake and Dutch got sick and I mistook the soda for beer."

You didn't know who was more surprised, your brother or your mother, her scold you a little, punish you a little, give you more homework and you got rid of your addiction to television for 2 weeks, (the replacement for your addiction to romantic books)

Your brother and the cobras kidnapped you at school at almy time“A gift? My God, you guys are so sweet, you wouldn't have bothered, I did it with all the good will in the world, I would do it again if that were the case.”

“We created a monster,” Tommy commented, amused,

“actually, just woke him up.”

•Deep down, your brothers' friends are like the distant cousins ​​with whom your brother forced you to play football when you were little. You want them your way (except Dutch)They do it their way, and you could live with them even if your brother wasn't there.

•To bother you they like to sneak into your plans

“Don't come into my fucking room without knocking, you fucking bastard.”

��Will you never recover from the insults?” Johnny asked, leaning out of the doorway.

“Where does the television clown go?

“Are you sure you said that word right, Tommy?” you asked, finishing your makeup.

“You're not going to distract us, smartass, you're going to go out without your older brother.”

“If it's about intelligence I'm older than you”

“If it's about street experience I'm still the oldest”

“Are you sure”

“oh so this is how we're going to play?”They both stood face to face, you looked at him mischievously Letting him know that you wouldn't back down, he then unexpectedly ran out of your room, “Mom, mom, don't let Y/N out, she's going to go to a dangerous neighborhood,” you obviously ran after him,

“That's not true,Mom I'm going to Veronica's ”

“But she doesn't want me and the boys to accompany her, it doesn't seem suspicious to you, mommy."

"Because she didn't invite you, and you always talk bad about her."

"Because she's weird, I don't want you to get that."

"It's stupidly ridiculous, mom."

In the end, your mom ended up agreeing with your brother, forcing you to join him in your plans.

"After you, dear little Sister”You fell dramatically on your bed.

“So where are we going,” Tommy asked, playing with your pillow.

“Veronica's House,” Jimmy informed.

“I would kill you if there was a way for mom and dad to not find out.”All the cobras began to mess up your room, while you tried to call your friend to inform her of the change of

•Although they also like to force you to go out with them

“Get ready girl let's go to the bar”Tommy informed

“I hate bars”

“well we can golf n stuff”Bobby suggested.”

“That place has me fed up” “To the movies it will be” Johnny said determined

“Cinemas seem pathetic to me”

“since when?!

“Since you have been with me”

“Very funny little mouth, let's go” your brother said pulling you by the arm

“leave me alone.I have to study for an exam ”

“You've been watching TV for like 8 hours”

“I'm going to study”

“exactly when?” Johnny butted in.

“I will review all my notes, 5 minutes before going to sleep so that the information is concentrated in my brain.During sleep, and the adrenaline of ruining what defines 85% of my final grade, will help me get exactly a C.”Everyone looked satisfied with your answer, however Johnny insisted

“Okay that. It gives us 5 hours To choose between mad max 2 and Ramboo:First blood,And if you go for hamburgers, ice cream and pizza, should I leave it at that or are you still not hungry?”

"I hate you"

"I don't believe you"

-In Karate Kid-

•You weren't at the beach the night Johnny met Larusso,But that didn't stop you from finding out about the situation, you hadn't even been at school for 5 minutes when your friends found you and told you everything.

“Seriously, not even in the summer you guys can't keep calm” They raised their shoulders and gave you their best stupid face. “Okay, who is the guy?”

“That transvestite.”

“Since when are they xenophobic?”

“Hey, don't insult us with words we don't know?”

You try to convince the kids that the boy has learned his lesson, but there is no one more stubborn than John.

“she's not your girlfriend anymore Johnny, they broke up like 3 months ago, she has the right to go out with whoever she wants, Don't treat this whole matter as if the boy stole something of your property."

“Using so many words, it's not going to confuse me, I know exactly what I'm doing”

“She was your first girlfriend, you're almost 18 years old, you're Johnny Lawrence, you're going to have hundreds of girlfriends after her, and she's It will become a memory of everything that could have been for a 17 year old boy, get over it” you commented holding his shoulders

“you're making a pass at him?” ask rogue tommy “gross dude”

•Although you felt a little bad for the boy, there was nothing you could do to avoid the situation, and deep down you knew that Johnny was right when he said that Larusso liked problems.

•It was the Halloween party at school and surprisingly you managed not to go and no one questioned your decision. You were calmly resting in your room when one of your friends called you. Telling you that another of them had sprained her foot, and possibly needed to go to the hospital, as worried as if hell were burning, you asked your father for permission to take the car.

“I understand that you're worried, but the road won't do it, so if you get into an accident, or end up in jail, I most likely won't help you today."

You arrived almost trembling at the party only to discover that they had set you up, and you had made their job easier by bringing jeans, a striped shirt,and cowboy Shoes, hat were really easy to get

You were enjoying this change of plans, when you saw the cobra skeletons slip while chasing a shower.

“Who were they chasing?

“to Daniel”

“Who?"

“Larusso!,the new guy” You denied,

“Ali's Dirty Dream Boy”

“He's not,” the girl argued, a little blushing.

“Yet”Susan commented.

You ran away trying to catch up with them.Walking around the school, and a little further screaming and trying to find them You were afraid of getting lost and/or that something would happen to you because you were alone.

“Well, I'll have to give them away at home.” Suddenly you heard moans and screams. Determined to find them, you continued looking for them. “Forget it, I'm going to have you arrested right now.”

You saw the boy lying on the floor from afar, but as you got closer you realized that the skeletons were being beaten

"Hey hey, leave them" you ran towards them screaming like crazy "Go damn it, or I'll call the fucking police" before you could get close enough, the one who hit the cobras was running away with the larruso in his arms, you couldn't really see who he was from.But I don't know if you forget those words, “Mr Miyagi, we have to go.”

You were on the verge of insanity watching your brother, Johnny and Tommy seemingly unconscious and Bobby next to Dutch writhing in his sleep.Pain

“My God, this went down an abyss”

As stubborn as they were, they refused to go to the hospital, you negotiated with them to take them the next day.

You called your parents to tell them “that your friend was fine, with a sore foot, and you were going to stay at her house” they didn't agree, but upon hearing “That the girl lived across the street from Tommy(where was your brother staying)” they calmed down for a while

You treated the boys as best you could, they decided to watch the stars for a while in Tommy's yard, you lay down on the grass feeling that your back was finally relaxing

“I'm done...Bobby 4 They are not enough,“I'll settle for the pack” Johnny threw something at him

“we only have pore left” you raised your eyebrow.You fell asleep in the patio

•The situation was forgotten by them, not by you, you were too alert for Larusso and they, curiously, were in the Restaurant Where Daniel's mother worked, in charge of Cobra Kai (you didn't know she was his mother) you saw Daniel enter with a man, your nervousness increased

“Go ask for what is ours, the conflict is not going to escape me this time”

“Don't do anything stupid”

“I assure you” you said, tangling a lock of hair with your finger, a code of trust between you.

You entered the dojo, but you remained discreet listening to the entire conversation, you cursed Kreese, Johnny, Daniel and especially the old man, both of them passed by you, and you looked heavily at the already scared Jersey

“You need something, young lady?" you were paralyzed by Kreese's abrupt voice.

"I'll take care of it, sensei, excuse me." He looked at your brother with distrust, but when he asked his question he assumed that they were related and left it. "What the hell are you doing here, I told you what sensei thinks about women?"

“I just...I wanted to tell you that I was in the cafeteria across the street...you know in case something” he messed up your hair playfully, but he said quite angrily

“You're not going to harass me like a damn police officer” Bobby gave you a half smile before you found the strength to leave.

•Reduce surveillance of your brother and the boys by focusing now on Daniel and the old man who possibly hit them.He noticed it but didn't pay attention to it, because he didn't consider you a threat, just a paranoid girl because her brother was hit, him mistake was exactly what made you her threat. You found out where the old man lived, and everything was very easy for you.

•A few weeks later Larusso was furious at the cobras, he pushed your brother in the back, luckily for him there were only the chestnut, Bobby and Tommy.

“What sissies are happening to you, boy?”

“That's what I tell you, damned coward, why don't you fight me if you're such a man?”

“Oh believe me, that's just what I would do, if our senseis didn't have a deal.”

“Screw the deal, I'm going to cut you in half”

“I'll do it to you first Cockroach Nest” Tommy shouted but was stopped by your brother and Bobby.

“We're trying to stop Dutch and Johnny from crushing you like a potato, but you don't help yourself much, masochist.” Bobby said, you were leaving school calmly when you saw what was happening in the Parking lots

“I'm sorry I'm such a sinner, Jesus Christ, that you can't grant me a moment of peace.” You mumbled before entering the scene “get lost boy”

“You do it is a man thing”

“How curious, I don't see any” if If you weren't in the middle of a possible fight, your brother's friends would have already laughed.

“I hate to say it but Y/N is right, just go away”

“Why don't you keep your part of the deal, and wait until the tournament to get your long-awaited trip to the afterlife?"

“Are some cowards for involving Me Miyagi in this."

"What the hell are you talking about, you damn loudmouth," Tommy asked.

"About the complaint they made against my sensei."

"Stop crying, I was, a damned whiner."

"Why the hell would you go where you don't have any business, and where you don't know anything?" you started hitting him in the chest with your finger, making him retreat.

"What I know is that you, Mr. Michaci, hit my brother and his friends.", to defend a little girl who doesn't know how to do anything other than fall on her face in the puddle where she doesn't belong, so that when she's already dirty, she cries saying that life is unfair 'to someone so nice' And oh surprise!, where my family is involved is up to me. ”

“I told you to leave Y/N” your brother shouted grabbing you by the shoulders but you quickly let go “I'll leave when my belly button feels like it” he looked at you disgusted and you said in a low voice “And don't touch me, I'm not one of these” enough anger for him to take a step behind you, and you returned to the black-haired man

“you haven't left yet, what do you expect me to ask you nicely or what?”

“You're going to withdraw the complaint”

“besides being mentally retarded, stupid, you're the whole package” you commented sarcastically “You didn't listen to what I said to the boy, I do whatever I want, the last thing I would do is bend down The head for one of your kind."

"If you don't withdraw the damn complaint," he began to yell at you, causing the boys to almost pounce on him.

"I'll kill you, sewer toad."

"Don't get involved, this is now between the child and me” They stayed behind you “Excuse me, darling, what were you telling me?”

“If you don't withdraw the damn complaint I'm going to" he said while shouting pointing a finger at you, but you pushed him, he almost fell

"What are you going to do, huh, what are you going to do to me, I hear you cute"You continued advancing, he walks backwards, trying to find a way out, while half the school witnessed the spectacle “Are you going to hit me?! You can't handle them, you charge less with me, In my life a Guy has threatened me, so that almost one of them dares to even think about it” you pushed him again, and finally he fell, people laughed at him,You took your bag, approached him one last time, pointed at him and said in a low voice “I'm more dangerous than them, and believe me, you don't want to check.”

•Halfway down the road the cobras caught up with you, insisting that you let them get into their fights. “You can rot, you are dying for me Jimmy, and I don't want to see you in my house again”

You wouldn't show it but this was killing you, you were walking with your girlfriends, when you ran into

“Acquaintances.”

“This fucker, it must be a joke from the decomposed part of the left cerebral cortex”

“The fact that I didn't understand what you said, won't stop me from making something very clear to you!!

“Give me a second Lasagna, girls where always” when they were already far away you continued “Now that Cassie Powell”

““Withdraw the damn complaint”

“your brain is only coded to say that, why would Parrot, You can learn a new word”

“I don't do a bad thing, defend the young man” speak to you for the first time, Lord. “You hit minors, sir, I don't know if you understand English, and I don't know what the laws of the country you come from are like, it's not my intention to be xenophobic, but in the United States it is a crime.”

“It is a crime that he defends me, but that they have beaten me since they saw me is not an action rewarded by your beloved law, perhaps?”

“You're supposedly a man, right? I don't see you as one-armed.”

“Even the most Brainless knows that 5 against 1 is impossible” “Johnny, Bobby, Dutch Tommy and even my brother could” “They have trained

“Well, you do the same... Oh no, I know a better idea, stop putting yourself where you're not called”

“I have never done anything wrong”

“You are right, but you are not innocent either, trying to Attract with a bully's ex-girlfriend, and then getting revenge when he is at his calmest, is the equivalent of messing With the wife of a Gangster and stealing his gun when he is drunk, believe me, I have seen too many movies, it doesn't end well, keep that in mind for the future.”The man looked at the boy with quite curiosity. He looked embarrassed at being exposed. You were about to leave.

“The gang and your brother are not good people.” He shouted. You turned back.

“They're not bad, they're just not Good, like you, like me, like any teenager” You said too kindly, surprising him “Do you want them to pay for what they did? I myself can send them to a correctional facility but only after That he's in jail for hitting them" you were about to leave again

"You're evil" he murmured, you came back, your eyes were heavy he got scared "I'm not, I'm just a woman, a sister, who's fed up Of karate, of his parents' occupations, of his brother's change, of his brother's friends,Of having to take care of them, and Cover their mistakes just so Just not to be heard, seeing the disaster they cause, but above all I am tired of Kreese, do you want a villain in your story?,It's that I hope they screw him up, that they burn alive, and that their dojo is demolished and the ashes licked by a dinosaur."

With the last thing you said, they were a little confused, you resumed seriousness.

"I'm sorry that you They have done all that, child, and I'm sorry to have to ruin your plans, but you had a mother?,She must have noticed that something strange is happening, and you haven't let her get involved, well... this is what happens when you even ignore women, everything comes to the damn edge of a rock, I'm not bad, I'm just want this to end, and I don't have an adult to help me, so I'm trying to figure out how to stop this alone, and it seems like the only way...If you have nothing more to tell me excuse me,and see you later."

"Her name?" you heard the old man whisper

“y/n”

“Goodbye y/n San”

you stopped short, the man smiled at you,You didn't know what it meant but in a way it made you feel relieved. You nodded and continued your journey.Once at home you couldn't stop wondering if what you were doing It would really make life better.

You had “one of those conversations” again,You were in the supermarket helping your mother with shopping, you were in a section the product was falling out of your hands and Sir grabbed it

“Thank you, Mr Miyagi right?

“The right thing, miss” you shook your hand

“a placer meet you, my name...”

“Y/N knowing...Family shopping?”

“Yes, mom and me, that's our version of them.”

“Need help carrying groceries?”

“No thanks, we compare little by little”

“good time, buy lots, they will have help”

“Thank you, but she doesn't trust strangers and believe me it's not good for them to know each other”

“Because of what happened, understand”

“Maybe it's not appropriate for me to say it, because of everything I'm causing, but it seems incredible to me How could he with the cobras, they were not too enthusiastic about it but I imagine it was a fight like Bruce lee”

“Hear about it, really good wrestling, just different techniques, teach someday if you want”

“Thank you very much, but I really hate karate, and fighting would be the last sport I would practice on this earth”

“For damage caused, understand again, really talented brother and friends”You sighed

“Too much for my liking, I hope it doesn't end up leading them to carry blood on their hands, I'm sorry about the complaint”

“Don't apologize, do the right thing, stranger hit family”

“and family try to murder boy,I thought my parents would pay more attention to my brother, with what happened But in a way the only thing that changed was our opinion of the other, I am a Gossip, and he is an accomplice to an attempted murder.”

“People will change”

“Only if they want”

you turned around and saw your mother in that section picking up more products,

“His mother” He whispered “...Y/N San, good person, life will treat you well” You smiled

“See you later Mr. Miyagi”

“What did that old man want?”

“he couldn't find my way out of the supermarket, poor immigrant.”

Luckily for you, you and your mother never remembered a face

The day of the tournament was approaching.

“What do you want?” You asked with your eyes fixed on your book.

“The tournament is next week,” Dutch informed.

“Good for you.”

“You're coming, right? Johnny asked.

“Why should I do it?"

“You go every year”

“It's not like when you were 14 years old, you are more sadistic, cheap metal blinds anyone, and if I don't like hearing that they beat people for fun, I would like less to see them beat people for ambition and cheap congratulations from Fulgencio batista”

“Are you going to look us in the eyes when we talk?”Jimmy asked, annoyed.

“It's a sign of respect, I don't feel that way about you”

“For anyone?” Bobby asked, you looked him in the eyes

“What do you think? You are the smartest of them,Also why did you want me there? If I'm a gossipy, nosy little bitch, that no one will ever care about”

"say you're sorry." They told Dutch

"it's not about him, I don't care what he has to say about me, it's you."

“Y/N You are my sister, you know us better than anyone, you know we are sorry”

“You are right, I know them better than anyone, that's why I know they only apologize for why things ended just the way they wanted,Dad and mom don't care, and you like the big males, I sent you to rot once, so do it twice." You picked up your things to go to the next class.

“Know that we love you.”

“You have never shown it.”

•Anyway, you showed up minutes before it started, they didn't deserve it but it was your brother and his cobras, you never gave them the answer.You met Daniel in the hallways

“You came”

“I never back down from a fight”

“Good for you, because they don't either, they are more demonized than ever, you know their sensei”

“They don't scare me, I will cut their asses”

“the facts will speak for themselves, I would wish you luck, but I never do it, it would be betrayal, and apparently you don't need it."You turned towards the stands. “Don't have mercy on them,Maybe you can teach those morons Not to underestimate To the people .”

You had read about the Roman battles open to the public, you couldn't imagine how it could be worse than this.

• The critical point came when only the 2 best cobras were left, you were terrified when Kreese He practically forced Bobby to take Daniel out, and your soul actually left your body when the boy obeyed the order, and regretted it immediately afterwards, shaking Daniel for forgiveness.

•You went after him when he left the place, returning only to see Johnny's terror at "Sweep The Leg”

•You were standing there, in a corner watching everything, wanting to go back to Bobby without being able to really move, without feelings and opinions, you felt a chill all over your body when Daniel defeated the blonde, time froze in front of you, everything passing so slowly that It felt unreal, then you saw the boy congratulate Daniel, and you had a small emotion of pride, for both, the winner and the loser, but it was not enough for you to come to your senses, your gaze fixed on Kreese, this tournament had not been the end of nothing, you went for bobby

-Karate kid II-

"step aside,"

•"You enter the scene" in the eyes of Daniel and Mr Miyagi, who see you running with a stick through the crowd leaving the tournament until you reach the parking lot where Kreese and the cobras are,

you hit the man with too much anger in the neck and Head, To let Johnny go , he manages to elbow you in the stomach, and you fall down in pain. Jimmy runs at you, and stays standing next to you while you rub your stomach in pain.

•You catch Tommy when Kreese pushes him too, and you put your hand on Johnny's shoulder, who looks exactly how you feel at that moment, you rock him for a while.

•You feel normal again when Mr. Miyagi makes Kreese cut his hands on car windows, and makes him think that he will kill him with a Bruce Lee-style blow to the neck (if your memory serves you correctly) before he and Daniel walk away, you get the strength to get up

"Mr Miyagi" They both turn around and look at you "Thank you"

"You're welcome, Y/n san"

You smiled at him, you watched them walk away for a few seconds, and you returned to where the others were, Kreese walked past you.

"To rot"

They both stared at each other for a few seconds, but the hatred in their gaze consumed your eyes, and you felt a chill adjoin your body, for it was the first time you had insulted an adult to their face, it didn't feel good, you approached them. guys.

"Get your asses out of here" you picked Johnny up, placing his arm on your shoulder, and holding his back, you looked at him proudly "don't worry I'll take care of yours"

Finally you all got out of there

-The next Karate Kid-

•You live a few blocks down from Julie, you are kind to her, and after some casual conversations, you gain her trust.

•once chatting once passing in the distance Mr Miyagi

"My grandmother left me in charge of her and I barely know him, can you believe it?"

"If it's a little strange, he seems like something out of a movie… but don't worry, I know him too, he's a good man."

"How did you meet him?"

"Karate in a certain way is part of his history, he believes that with it you can change your life, I find it a little difficult to believe, but I would never doubt what that man said"

"Well, he really impressed you."

“He did it, maybe one day I can tell you the story, I don't want to influence you, but maybe you could try to get to know him, see if his teachings could contribute something positive to life, after all human beings are different, which can be useful for you "It may not have been for me, and that's okay." She meditate on your words for a few seconds

“You are quite wise and pleasant for being almost my age.”

•She listened to your advice, and you began to notice her more open and happy.

•but since most people had to leave, shortly after while you were sweeping the front garden you received a visitor

“Mr Miyagi! glad to see you, after all this time!”

“Same feeling Y/N San, traveling a lot is tiring, it's better to be home”

“Surely that's the case, the furthest I have been from home has been 4 days away. It must be quite a merit to leave the country where you have been seeing for a long time to return to your country of origin... What is Okinawa like?”

“Beautiful place, pleasant to visit, but too much family and enemies, privacy, and tranquility here, good to the United States for that”

“I get it, some families are too much for the world.”

“Your family will be that for you?”

“A little, being married and having children is difficult, I would prefer to live like you, I will enjoy the tranquility of silence”

“San, being too nice not to have a family of your own.”

“You are much more so than me, and yet you have a cozy place to live, doing what you love, and educating the new generations”

“Coming from the airport, saying goodbye to Julie, your neighbor, also a lovely lady, she will do well in the world.”

“Yes, I met her. It's good that she was able to meet you.”

“Going back to California in a few days, how long will you stay in Boston?”

“I will finish my degree in 3 years, I am working in a nice cafeteria, I like it, but maybe I can work on what I am studying soon”

“Well, time goes by quickly, well received in California, I'm sure we'll see you soon Chan”

“I hope so Mr Miyagi”

•Before leaving he give you a beautiful Bonsai.

[prosperdemeter2]

Teaser Tuesday - collision

Bianca tapped the corner of her mouth. “Unfortunately, I’m not exactly a family law expert, but my colleague -” 

“Oh, my, uhm,” Buck flushed. “Sorry for interrupting.” 

“No, no,” Bianca waved him on with a raise of her brows. “Carry on.” 

If possible, his cheeks flushed even more. “My dad suggested… he has a friend that works out here. He, uhm… he suggested we set up a consultation with him.” 

“Who’s that?” 

That was probably an important question but Eddie was stuck on one very important detail, “You talked to your dad?” Buck hadn’t even talked to his dad after he got blown up, suffered blood clots or stuck in a tsunami. Granted, that was because his parents didn’t bother checking in with him but Eddie had been under the impression that Buck’s specific way of handling the two of his parents was, at the moment, avoid until he could avoid no longer.

“Yeah, I, uhm…” Buck rubbed at his tattoo on his forearm. Eddie tracked the movement, he only did that when he was nervous. Why was he nervous? Did he think Eddie would be upset that he talked to his father? That his father had finally reached out and offered help instead of throwing money on a situation? “I called him last week. He’s the… the only lawyer I know so… I thought he could help.” He finished softly, sheepishly. 

His father hadn’t called him. Buck had broken his own embargo on contacting his parents first because… because Eddie needed help. The last time he had contacted his parents willingly had been to give them Maddie’s contact information and they had proceeded to do exactly what he had feared they would - failed to contact him at all in favor of contacting Maddie instead. Eddie had been dating Buck for two years now and he hadn’t even had one conversation with either of his parents. “You… called your dad?” He didn’t know whether to be touched or worried. 

“Who did your father suggest?” Bianca pulled them back onto the topic at hand. 

Buck scrambled for his phone again, “Oh! Uh… Chase Mackey? He’s… I looked him up. His office does a lot of employment law stuff but he’s done quite a few high profile custody cases.” 

“And he charges a lot of money.” Bianca slowly said. “Chase isn’t a bad lawyer,” she advised. “Not the best man, but he’s been known to get the job done.” 

“You don’t like him.” Eddie shook his head and turned back to the conversation topic at hand. 

“No,” Bianca admitted. “I don’t particularly think he’s been known to have his client’s best interests at heart. He’ll get the job done, certainly, but he charges an exorbitant amount of money for his time and tends to do some… less than ethical things. Not limited to taking what his clients may tell him in confidence and then… airing it out in an attempt to get a large settlement.” 

“But it would work.” 

“At what cost would it work, Evan?” Bianca posed softly. “I won’t tell you two what to do. If you want to have a consultation with him, pay the fee to have that consultation. He would certainly drag Shannon through the mud. But the rest of you… might get sprayed in the process.” Buck rolled his lips and looked away, the frown in his eyebrows telling Eddie more than he had to. He had called his father for advice because he hadn’t known what else to do, but his father’s advice had been the same it always was - vaguely unhelpful and typically expensive. It had made him feel comfortable for the time, but the time was up and now Buck was back to being lost in the ocean with no idea how to pull the three of them out. 

Eddie shook his head, “I don’t… your colleague?” 

“Tessa has agreed to sit in on the case with me. She works specifically in family law and she has a strong history of winning custody cases with little bloodshed.” Bianca leaned forward and tapped the back of Buck’s hand where Eddie still held it in his lap. “Evan, I know you just want to help. The two of you presenting a united front is helping, okay?” 

He nodded, although Eddie noticed he didn’t echo the okay back at her that he tended to do when he was really listening to what she was saying. 

Buck wasn’t used to being a passive helper. 

It was a learning curve for all of them. 

“For the time being… Eddie,” he sat up a bit straighter. “I have some suggestions for you.” 

“Okay.” 

“Get ahead of things. Talk to Christopher about what’s going on. You may want to do so with his psychiatrist in the room, to answer any questions he might have.” 

“So that means explaining it to his psychiatrist.” 

“You’re not going to be the first parent they have to vouch for.” Bianca teased. “Talk to the school. Start finding a pool of people around you that will be willing to testify in court of your fitness to take care of your son.” 

“This is going to go to court?” 

“Most likely.” Bianca said with a sigh. “I have a feeling Shannon will want to drag this out as long as she can.” 

“Can she even afford to?” Eddie asked desperately, sharing a glance with Buck and then back towards Bianca. “Her whole thing during the divorce procedure was talking about how she couldn't afford to drag it out.” 

“Does it matter if she can’t?” Buck asked quietly. “We can.” 

Eddie couldn’t. “We -.” 

“Eddie.” Buck told him with piercingly intense blue eyes. “We can.” 

He could. Eddie didn’t know how much Buck had in his bank account, he knew that he joked about being able to afford to send Chris to whatever college he dreamed of and still have plenty left over. He knew he had bought his last car outright and was just waiting on the insurance payment to bother buying another. He knew he didn’t really care about missing work because of the lack of a paycheck, but because he was just plain bored. Buck had traveled the country in his car and barely dipped into whatever allowance his parents seemed fit to throw in his bank account each month - guilt money, probably, a little nudge in a don’t call us for help category that Buck had followed through on even unconsciously. Eddie knew he paid bills without even really reviewing whether they were correct or not. He had even offered to take over the mortgage and Eddie’s car payment once they were down to just his truck. 

He didn’t want to take his money, let alone his parents’ guilt money. But… in this case? 

The security of just how much Buck had put aside had Eddie slumping in relief. “Okay.” He agreed softly. 

Buck’s lips twitched into the ghost of a smile. 

Bianca glanced between the two of them, made sure they were finished before she spoke again, in a much more gentle voice than before. “You need to start getting your PTSD treated.”

[skylarmoon71]

Timeless Wells- Extra (Flash)

“We’re connected.” 

Your eyes open slowly, and you stare at the ceiling of your bedroom. A flash of your heated make out session follows, and you groan. 

It’s been approximately one month since that incident, and you have successfully managed to avoid Harrison Wells. Truth is after you finally collected yourself from basically assaulting the man, you’d turn tail and run for the hills. 

It was a cowardly move. But your mind would not give you the satisfaction of forgetting. Because in all honesty, it felt good. It felt great to hold him. Touch him, kiss him. 

A complete and utter stranger. 

The more you think about it, the more you think you’ll go crazy. 

“Detective, we just got a call from the Central Bank. There’s been a robbery. “ 

Great, this was actually exactly what you needed to get your mind off the scientist. 

“I’ll be right there.” 

Grabbing your coat from the back of the chair, you head to work. 

~Star Labs Later that Day~

“Do you agree, Dr. Wells?” He blinks at the woman in front of him. 

“Could you leave the report on my desk so I can look over it?” 

She nods eagerly. 

“Of course sir! Please take your time and let me know what you think.” She placed the folder down, excusing herself. Despite his running thoughts, he smiles at the enthusiasm of the young scientist. He recalled when he was starting out. He emitted such energy and spark. He picked up the folder, flipping through. 

“This is incredible.” 

The schematics on the machine were flawless. He feels a bit disappointed. Had he been paying closer attention, he could have given the correct response and praise. 

“I’ll have to do better when I return it.” 

It was hard for him to focus. That much was clear. 

His fingers ran across his lips as he ran through the events of that night. He didn’t imagine it. You kissed him. Not just a peck either. You’d planted the most earth shattering, reality altering kiss on his lips. Then you panicked and sprinted out like he was some kind of serial killer. Harrison deflated, sinking into his chair. He should have followed his gut and kept a distance. 

“I got greedy.” 

Why did everything have to get so messy? Life was supposed to be better now. Simple. But it wasn’t.  

“Dr. Wells!” 

His assistant came running in. 

“Turn on your tv.” 

He raised his head, reaching for the remote as he flicked it on. 

Your face popped up on the screen, the headlines catching his attention. 

“Star Labs Tech Recovered in Central City Bank Robbery.” 

The interview continued as you gave specific details of what had gone down.

“Our evidence has led us to believe that this robber received tech from the previous attack on Star Labs. We are working diligently to ensure that all the stolen items are returned to the laboratory. Dr. Harrison Wells has been very cooperative and played a huge part in apprehending the criminals. We hope to continue working as one unit to prevent future crimes, thank you.” 

You excused yourself and the anchor continued her broadcast. 

“Detective Morgan is quite literally a hero. If reporters had gotten a hold of this story they would have no doubt spin a wheel and implicate us into the robberies. She single handedly protected our reputation. Your lawyers were on standby. I’ve been advised to improve security to avoid future issues. “ 

Harrison’s eyes are still planted on the television as his assistant continues to ramble. The little interview had given him a spark of hope. 

~~~

“We’ve finished the reports, that’s the last of the materials. “ 

The lab techs took each device with thanks as you signed off for the items. You glanced at Harrison coming around the corner, his eyes immediately meeting your own. You nod to him, slipping away as you gesture to his office. He understood, following you down the hallway. When you got there, he moved, opening the door as you both entered. 

You could feel the tension. From the look on his face, you could tell there was so much he wanted to say. But he settled for one statement. 

“Thank you for coming to see me.” 

“I didn’t have much of a choice. Your tech was found at my crime scene. It’s obvious that your previous thief had made some little devices of his own with your materials.”

Harrison felt responsible. 

When you see the guilty look on his face, you finally drop your detective shield, lowering your arms. 

“I’m sorry..about before and then..” You couldn’t finish the sentence. 

‘It’s alright. You were scared.” 

That wasn’t an excuse. 

“I’m surprised that you didn’t press charges after what happened. “ You state. 

“I don’t think that would be very fair.” 

“If the roles were reversed it would have been the first thing I did.” 

“Double standard.” 

Harrison offers with a little grin. 

You sigh. Visiting his office this time around was supposed to give you some kind of solace. A relief that nothing would happen. It was broad daylight. A part of you truly doesn’t want to believe what happened was real. Because it doesn’t make sense. So the logical part of your brain told you that it was time to face this rather than hide. 

“None of this seems real. As much as I try to put it together, nothing adds up. So I need you to explain it all to me. If you are some kind of time traveler why are you here? Where did those powers come from?” 

Harrison takes a seat at the front of his desk, crossing his ankles. 

“If you want the full version, then the truth is I died. Some very brave men sacrificed themselves and I suppose as thanks, the universe allowed them to live on in me. Although technically they are gone, I can still feel what they were sacrificed for.” He rises from the desk. 

“That is where my powers came from. The reason I’m here, well, it’s to be with you.” 

“What..what does that mean? You make it sound like some cosmic plan but I have no idea who you are!” 

“I know, I know.” He keeps at a distance.

“I…Before I died I had someone special. Someone who meant the world to me. That person was you. I came back to this exact timeline to be with you. Because of the shifts in time so much has changed, but you stayed the same. I just…I wanted another chance with the love of my life. So I selfishly came here to be with you. That’s all I wanted..” 

He sounds so broken. It breaks your heart. From the sound of it, he could have gone anywhere. Be with anyone. But it’s clear that this version of you has some significance to you. Nevertheless, it feels almost wrong to try and take the place of someone he obviously cared for. 

“I’m not that woman Harrison.” 

He removes his glasses, running a hand through his hair. He expected this. Saw it coming. But it still hurts. 

“My name is (Y/N) Morgan. It’s nice to meet you, Harrison Wells.” 

He barely reacts at first, but when he looks up slowly, it’s one of astonishment of your outstretched hand. 

���I have no intention of replacing that person you held so dear. Whoever she was, obviously she was an incredible woman. One I have respect for. What I would like is to get to know you better Dr. Wells.” 

Your hand is still extended. The smile that radiates on his face is so vibrant. You can’t even explain how much it warms your heart. He takes your hand. 

“Nice to meet you Ms. Morgan.” 

He gives it a firm shake.

[abbatoirablaze]

Ex Wive's Club, Chapter 5

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings:  angst, mentions of disappearances, sneaky! Steve, mentions of injury to a child.

Bucky/Mel

“They almost always side with the mother in custody cases…”Your lawyer said with a sad smile.  Your heart felt like it dropped into the pit of your stomach with the look they were giving you. 

“But?” you asked gently, “why are you looking sad?  I’m the mother.  I have a stable income.  I-“

“You’re an exotic dancer, Melissa,” your lawyer began sadly, “and Mr. Barnes has-“

“Steve,” you finished, knowing that’s where the conversation was ultimately heading.  He nodded and you scoffed, “you know…the great Captain America isn’t as golden as the world gets to see.  Steve’s a-“

“Mrs. Barnes…don’t finish that sentence,” your lawyer advised, “Captain America is a beloved figure here…”

“I don’t give a damn,” You growled, cutting their thoughts short, “Steve is nothing but a conniving, manipulative ass…and he’s not the one I’m going up against.  It’s James.  Now are you going to help me, or not?”

Seven lawyers.

Two different court cases.

The first judge had sided with you, saying that you were to get custody of Jasper in the divorce, with Bucky having sporadic visits due to his schedule with the Avengers. 

Only, Steve didn’t like that answer. 

And two days later it was all over the news that your judge was biased against superheroes because of his wife being one of their unfortunate casualties in defense of the city years ago when the Avengers had gone up against aliens in New York.   Soon after that your lawyer was refusing to go back to trial…before they disappeared. 

After the second and third lawyers ran off without a trace it was harder to find someone to take the case.  You managed to start the second court case on lawyer number four.

But the first day in, Bucky and Steve turned over tapes of the lawyer meeting with a court bailiff, which caused them both to get dismissed because of ‘suspicious actions’  The fifth took the case, only to recuse themselves once they realized Steve was in the courtroom, and the sixth quit after their brake lines were cut and they were t-boned at an intersection. 

And so, you had managed to go it alone.  Until you met your current lawyer. 

He was nervous and unsure about taking the case to begin with, but saw how desperate you were.  Jasper was old enough to understand things, and he saw the constant bickering back and forth of you on your phone with his father.  He heard the endless arguments, and saw how distraught you had been after each lawyer managed to disappear. 

He saw Steve show up to the apartments that you’d rented time and time again, harassing you to let Bucky see him.  He used his own stardom as leverage, telling your landlords and neighbors horrible lies about you until they alienated you and kicked you out. 

And you felt all the rage deep within you as you watch Steve get called up to speak about Bucky’s character. 

“Would you please state your name for the court.”

“Captain Steven Grant Rogers,” he smiled charmingly, looking around the court, “though you may know me by another name; Captain America.”

“Captain…we’re here today to discuss your relationship with James and Melissa Barnes and how you’ve come to know them.”

Steve gave a slight frown, his jaw ticking at the mention of your name, “They are divorced.  She’s not a ‘Barnes’.  Can you not refer to her by my best friend’s last name?”

“Does it bother you, captain?” your lawyer asked, “that she-“

“She used my best friend,” Steve said quickly, cutting your lawyer off, “of course it bothers me.  She’s a stripper who used Buck and tricked him into marrying her and knocking her up!”

You looked at Bucky, but he kept his gaze set on Steve.  Your lawyer’s voice cut into your own sadness once more, pulling you out of the once happy memories you shared with your now ex-husband, “Captain Rogers…the relationship appears to be consensual and loving up un-“

“She tricked him!” Steve accused, “I’m the only one that truly knows Buck.  The real Buck.  The guy who was in love with his country.  The man who fought for it.  A fun-loving, charming man.  But Buck changed back when Hydra took him and turned him into a weapon.  And when he went to Wakanda and had their programming removed, it left him feeling empty.  Sure…a good bit of that void was filled when he found his daughter Cami and adopted her, but Buck needed love from a good woman…he needed a wife.  His family was gone, and the extended version of it wanted nothing to do with him.  All anyone saw was his arm and the Winter Soldier.”

“But not Mrs. Barnes…”

“Missy is a stripper at a club we went to,” Steve snarled, “a few mutual friends wanted us to get out there…we were single dads after all…we are…she took advantage of that fact.  Took advantage of Buck’s loneliness…”

“Mr. Rogers we don’t need any speculation on what you think the relationship was like,” your lawyer began, “we just need the fac-“

“It’s captain.”

“Excuse me?”

“You called me Mr. Rogers,” Steve said firmly, “I’m a Captain, and I would prefer to be addressed as such.  I fought long enough for our country, and I have earned the title of Captain.”

“Of course…my apologies, captain,” he began, “now, back to my original question of Mr. Barnes’ character…how would you describe him?”

“Bucky is the best man I’ve ever met.  I could speak on his character for days!” Steve grinned, returning to his charming front, “he’s been the one person I knew I could count on no matter how crazy the world has gotten.”

“And how is he as a father?”

“Excellent,” Steve beamed, “his daughter Cami gets straight A’s in school.  She’s got a tutor, and Buck always makes sure they spend quality time together outside of her extra-curricular activities.  He’s raised a real well-rounded, swell gal.”

“Well, Captain Rogers, Mrs. Barnes had a hand in raising young Cami,” your lawyer reminded Steve, “she’s been in her life since she was six or seven, isn’t that correct?”

“Missy didn’t raise Cami.  Buck did.”

“Endless missions for the Avengers,” your lawyer shrugged, “Mr. Barnes was a busy man.”

“Buck, first of all, is a sergeant.  He earned his title for his country, just as I did.  And he only did those missions to protect every citizen here.  He’s a national hero just like the rest of us.  He shouldn’t be criticized because he wasn’t home all of the time…”

“But Mrs. Barnes was home all the time,” your lawyer said quickly, “shouldn’t she get some credit for how Mr. Barnes other child turned out?”

“No!” Steve said firmly, his jaw ticking.  He looked towards you and shot you another glare, “Missy doesn’t deserve any of the credit for how Cami turned out.”

The room was silent for a moment, tense in every sense of the word.  Bucky’s lawyer stood up quickly, “your honor…I would like to request a recess before cross-examination of the witness to Sergeant Barnes’ character.”

“Very well,” the judge said quickly, banging his gavel, “court will be in recess for fifteen minutes.  Then we will do the cross-examination of Captain Rogers.  Captain, you may step down…”

“Thank you, your honor.” Steve said sweetly, standing up to remove himself.  You watched as Bucky’s lawyer stood, and everyone began to file out of the court room.  Your ex-husband excused himself without a single glance to you, and made your way back to the adjoining room, where you knew Jasper was. 

As soon as the door clicked, your smile returned.  Your baby boy ran at you, attacking your legs in a hug, “Momma!”

“My sweet, precious boy,” you sighed, lifting your son up into your arms, “are you okay?  Is the court babysitter being good to you?  Did you have a snack?  Are you hungry?”

“Jasper has been a delight the whole day, Mrs. Barnes,” the middle-aged woman smiled, “nothing short of an angel.”

“Momma, I drew you and daddy!” Your heart ached as your son scrambled out of your arms and raced back to the table where a stick figure drawing sat with some discarded crayons, “is you and daddy and sissy.”

Your hand went to his hair, and you smoothed it down, “baby…it’s perfect…”

“Mrs. Barnes!” a voice said quickly.  You turned and noticed that it was one of the officers of the court, “we have to get back in a few minutes…and sergeant Barnes would like a moment to see Jasper.”

“Alright,” you nodded slowly.  You looked to your son once more, “baby…daddy wants to see you and mommy has-“

“No momma, don’t go,” Jasper begged, holding onto you.  You sighed and the door clicked open once more.  Your eyes met Bucky’s own sad, blue orbs, “momma, stay with me and daddy…”

“Baby…”

“Mommy’s going to be right outside,” Bucky said firmly, shooting you a look, “isn’t that right, Mel?”

“Y-yeah,” you nodded, trying to be fair about it, “baby…mommy’s just going to be right outside, okay?”

“Love you momma…”

“I love you too, baby.” You whispered, leaning down to kiss the top of his head.  He let you go, and you walked past Bucky.  You stopped short when you heard Jasper’s small voice as your hand turned the handle on the door.

“Momma, you love daddy too?”

“Of course, baby,” you whispered softly, not daring to turn and look Bucky in the eye; but you knew he heard you just the same, “mommy will always love daddy…”

The recess had been extended when your lawyer didn’t come back, leaving Bucky with more time in the room with Jasper, while you stood nervously at the door to the courtroom. 

Steve had made you all the more nervous, lurking around, talking to reporters and people who had come by to show there support for The avenger fighting a custody case, and people just wanting to show up for Captain America.

“You know…it’s not too late for all of this to be over, Mel.”

“Don’t talk to me, Steve,” you spat, barely giving him a look, “and don’t call me Mel…”

“I’m just trying to be cordial is all,” he shrugged, acting like he was the most innocent man on the face of the earth, “pretty wild that the case is dragging on, isn’t it?”

Your eyes shot to his, and he smiled, “What did you do, Rogers.”

“Me?  Nothing!  I didn’t do a thing,” he shrugged absentmindedly, “I just think its funny…it’s like the world doesn’t want you to have custody of Jasper.  Lawyer after lawyer disappearing or quitting.  Judges that dislike us so we have to reopen the case because of a bias…”

“Did you do something to my lawyer, Steve?”

He smiled a little bit more, “ a bit paranoid, are you?”

“So help me god, if you keep standing in my way, Steve, I-“

“You’ll what?” he taunted, his look turning deadly, while his voice remained low, “you’ll take us to court again?  How’s that working out for you, sweetheart?  I’ve seen that sweet little body move on a pole so I know how much it can make, but pretty soon all those court costs are going to start hemorrhaging your bank account.”

“You’re a snake in the grass,” you hissed, “and one day, you’ll get what’s coming to you…”

“Mmmm god, I hope so,” he all but purred, the smile returning to his face as he continued in his quiet tone, “hopefully it’s you begging on your hands and knees…you know, once you’re sad and desperate for it.  You’ll just be begging for me to fill up that tight little cu-“

His words were cut off by a harsh slap. 

The noise echoed through the crowded hall of the court room.  Everyone stopped what they were doing, and then before you could so much as process the fact that you had just slapped Steve cameras were flashing wildly, and your arms were being pulled quickly behind your back.

“Melissa Barnes, you’re under arrest for assaulting someone on courthouse grounds,” an officer began, the locks on the handcuffs clicking into place, “you have the right to remain silent.  You-“

“Captain Rogers are you alright?”

“YOU WON’T GET AWAY WITH THIS STEVE!” you yelled as the officers pulled you through the hallway and into a door away from the noise, “YOU AND JAMES WON’T GET MY SON!”

Ten days. 

You’d been locked up in a holding cell for ten days while they ‘processed’ what had happened at the courthouse. 

Bucky had gotten custody of Jasper, and you were locked up. 

It wasn’t fair in any sense of the word. 

“Barnes!” a voice called, forcing you to look up.  Your eyes were wide to see the door open.  Your mouth ran dry as the guard gestured for you to get up, “you’ve been bailed out!”

You didn’t wait. 

You followed the guard out of the cell and down the hall, all the way to a back ally where a car was waiting with tinted windows. 

Your brow furrowed and as you went to turn to ask the guard what was going on, you found that he was gone and that the door had already been closed, leaving you alone with the town car. 

A man walked around and opened the door. 

You gasped, “Cami…”

She gave you a soft smile and you got in.  When the door closed behind you, she pulled off her sunglasses. 

She’d had mascara running down her cheeks.  You didn’t hesitate to use your sleeves to wipe away the mess, “baby…baby no.  Why are you crying?  W-what’s wrong?”

“I-“

“Wait!” you exclaimed, cutting her off as you held her in your arms, “how did you get here?  You can’t be here, Cami.  What if your dad-“

“I stole the money from his safe to bail you out!” she said quickly, cutting you off this time, “I-I know what my dad and Steve did…and it wasn’t right.  I know that dad wanted Jasper…but this wasn’t…it’s not right mom…”

“You shouldn’t be here,” you said gently, holding onto her face, “oh baby, you shouldn’t be here.  Your dad will lose his mind if you aren’t home…or if he finds out the money is gone…”

“Dad and Steve took Jasper out…” she said quickly, “Sam knows I’m coming to get you…he’s been asking where you are, but Steve just keeps telling him you’re gone…when we found out that they had locked you up-Sam helped me mom…I had to come get you mom…”

“Oh baby…”

You broke down into tears with Cami, holding her in your arms while the driver made his way to your apartment.  When the two of you arrived, you were shocked.  The door was left wide open, the snow having traveled into the entryway of the apartment. 

“Mom…”

“Stay here Cami…”

“Mom you were robbed…” Cami said in disbelief, “mom we need to call the cops…”

“I wasn’t robbed…stay here, Cami!” you warned her.  She nodded and you made your way into the apartment.  It was completely trashed.  Words like ‘whore’ and ‘slut’ were spray painted across the beige walls in loud colors.  There was broken glass and pictures with your face x’ed out.  Your room was the same. 

It looked like most of your clothes and your bed was sliced open and the springs had begun to be pulled out.  Every material part of your life was destroyed, and you knew that it would cost a pretty penny to replace it all. 

You rushed to Jaspers room.

It was empty. 

All except for a little white note card that read two words. 

We win.

The tears began to fall down your cheeks once more as you instantly knew who it was from.  All of Jasper’s items were cleared out and that was the only room in the apartment that looked like it took no damage. 

Your stomach twisted in knots and while you knew Steve was responsible you desperately hoped that your ex-husband wasn’t in on it as well. 

“Oh my god….”

You turned on your heel and looked at Cami, eyes wide, “ I told you to stay outside.”

“I-It’s Sam,” she said quickly, holding out her phone, “mom…something happened to Jasper…we-we need to go to the hospital.”

Your heart dropped to the pit of your stomach as you grabbed the phone, “S-Sam…what happened?”

“You need to come to the hospital, Mel…trust me…get over here now.”

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?” Steve all but roared, glaring at you, “SHOULDN’T YOU BE IN JAIL?  SECURITY!”

“Hey…Hey-back up!” Sam began, glaring at the handful of security that had rushed towards Steve, “this is the mother of the child.  Back up!”

“Sam what the hell?” Bucky growled, glaring at him, “Mel, you aren’t supposed to be here!”

“What happened to Jasper?”

“Why is Cami with you?” Bucky asked, his brow furrowing, “Cami?  Baby doll why aren’t you at Sasha’s studying for that test?”

“What did you do to Jasper, James?”

“I didn’t do anything!” He growled, turning his attention towards you, “Mel, you need to leave!  Right now!”

“Actually, Mrs. Barnes is supposed to be here!” A woman’s voice began. 

“And who are you?” Steve hissed.

“I’m the social worker assigned to this case.”

Bucky looked like he’d been stabbed in the chest.  He took a step back, “-a-a case worker? What the hell do I need a caseworker for?”

“Well Mr. Barnes, had Jasper been a normal child, he would have been killed today!”

You gasped, your hands going to your mouth, “wh-what?  Jasper…is he?”

“Your son is fine for the most part!” the caseworker said sympathetically, looking towards you, “he did more damage to the bus than he received, I promise!”

“Bu-bus?”

She frowned, “Mrs. Barnes…how much do you know about the primary care of your son, Jasper, after Mr. Barnes got primary custody?”

“I-I slapped Steve at the courthouse and they had me locked up since the hearing,” You admitted nervously, “I-I didn’t know anything until just a little bit ago…I went to my apartment…and someone…broke in and took all of my son’s stuff, and then trashed my apartment.”

“Steve?” Bucky asked, looking wildly at his best friend for a moment.  Then he turned to you, “what do you mean your apartment was trashed, Mel?”

“Vagrants are wild in DC, Buck…I locked the door after the movers and I left…who knows what happened?”

For a moment it was like Bucky didn’t know what to believe.  His eyes turned towards his friend once more, before looking to the caseworker, “why are you here?”

“There was an emergency meeting at the courthouse just an hour ago while your son was undergoing scans, Mr. Barnes,” she said simply, “the judge watched security footage taken from a store across the street, and noticed that you weren’t even paying attention to young Jasper when he ran into open traffic.”

“Open traffic?”

It felt like your heart stopped when the woman said that, but Steve waved her off, “Jas is a strong kid…Buck was turning around to get a toy out of the bag…”

“That’s right, Captain Rogers, and it was you who overthrew the ball…the ball that made Jasper run out into traffic trying to get it!”

You turned towards Steve, and he rolled his eyes, “so I overthrew the ball.  It was an accident and Jasper is okay.  Everyone is oka-“

“Jasper has multiple lacerations and broken bones, Captain Rogers.  The fact that you and Mr. Barnes see no issue with that is-“

“I see the issues!” Bucky said quickly, cutting her off, “it shouldn’t have happened.  And it won’t happen again, I promise.  I just looked away for a second!  I-“

You’re right, Mr. Barnes,” the caseworker replied, “it won’t happen again.  After speaking with the judge, as well as some character witnesses around the tower and Jasper himself, and finding out that your daughter is the actual primary caregiver of your son, the state is awarding primary custody to Mrs. Barnes.”

“WHAT?”

“Effective immediately, Jasper will be in Mrs. Barnes care, Mr. Barnes!”

“YOU CAN’T DO THIS!” Bucky growled, glaring at the woman, “It was one mistake!  One accident!”

“An accident that could have costed him his life, had he not had the same abilities to you, Mr. Barnes,” she said sadly, “I’m sorry, but your ex wife will be given primary custody of Jasper, and you will have monitored visitations!  Mrs. Barnes…would you care to see your son?”

You nodded, and she led you away while Bucky punched a hole in the wall and stormed down the hall of the hospital, angrily yelling as he left. 

Chapter 6

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[steele-soulmate]

Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 566, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby

WORDS: 1260

“Heya MC.”

I looked up from where I was making a small pot of chicken noodle soup and saw my baby sister. She had wrapped the soft afghan from the foot of her bed around herself and Mittens trotted next to her, looking quite pleased with herself.

“Sammi, hey!” I greeted her as Peter did the dishes in the sink. “The kids are all watching a Disney movie in the back room if you want to join them. Or are you hungry? I made you some chicken noodle soup!”

Sammi’s tummy let out a cry for attention just then.

“Say no more- take a seat,” I urged her, pointing with my lips to the kitchen island, where she tugged out a chair and took a seat.

“Peter, if anything happens to me, I really want you and MC to get custody of Baby Noah.”

I poured some soup into a bowl, setting it in front of my baby sister as I pressed a sweet kiss to her temple.

“I’m already a step ahead of you there,” Peter chuckled fondly. “I’ve already gotten in touch with a lawyer, but he’ll need you to sigh some things- I’m having him send over the paperwork to the family’s PO box.”

“You are the best!” Sammi sagged in her seat, pushing her now empty bowl off in front of her, signaling that she was done eating. “So now what?”

“Can you clarify on what you mean by so what now?” I requested of her, taking a seat next to her.

“i remember Dr. Lamb telling me that my high sex drive was caused by the mass in my brain and that the medication he has me on will not only make it shrink in on itself but kill my need to fuck multiple times a day,” she explained. “I built much of my life around being a professional slut- I mean, I still work at the tattoo parlor, but really, what now?”

“You graduated from college, right?” Peter asked, finishing up with the dishes. He turned the water off and dried his hands off on a dish towel. “You got you four year degree in fashion business management from the Fashion Institute of Technology if I remember correctly.” He caught the expression on my face and chuckled. “You told me at the beginning of our relationship, sweetheart.”

“Did I really now?” I blinked, trying to remember. “I’m afraid I do not recall that.”

“Wow, you really remembered that?” Sammi blinked, obviously impressed with my husband’s memory.

“I remember everything that my sweetheart tells me,” he bragged, puffing himself out.

“Uh huh…” I loved my big beefy silver daddy to bits and pieces, but I wasn’t one hundred percent sure if I really believed him being able to recall everything that I have ever said to him in the four years that we had known each other.

“Hey sweetheart, Sammi, what do you want to tell the kids?” The thought flitted across his mind just then, distracting me from his unproven statement.

“MC? What do you advise?” Sammi asked, turning to me, a more experienced mother.

“Um…” I drew my lower lip in and began to nibble at it. “Well, let’s try to keep it simple, that Sammi is sick and that the hospital will make her feel better, okay?”

“That sounds good!” Sammi hummed. “Hey, where will Baby Noah sleep?”

“Wif mesies!” Baby Tommy announced as he skipped into the kitchen, his little man dollie tucked under an arm. “Mesies and Baa bee Nono have sweep ova’!”

“A sleepover?” I giggled as the kids trickled in just then, their movie clearly having ended. “Well alright then!”

“Now that everyone’s here again,” Sammi shuffled in her seat, drawing her blankie in tighter around her. “Kids, I’m sick, but the hospital is helping me.”

“Sammi…” I clucked before clarifying for the kids. “Auntie Sammi is sick, yes. But she is receiving top notch care at the hospital, as she just stated. So for the unforeseen future, both she and Baby Noah will be staying here with us.”

Elizabeth and Katie both exchanged looks, and I knew that they knew something.

“Mesies and Baa bee Nono sweepi now,” Baby Tommy announced just then, his younger cousin letting out a comically loud yawn.

“Katie and I will pull out an air mattress and get Baby Noah settled in!” Elizabeth announced before herding everyone off again.

“Such sweet kids,” Sammi commented with a smile. “But anyway, coming back from a life where I was the slut who loved a good fucking will be…”

“A challenge, I’m quite certain of it,” I finished up for her. “Sammi, listen. Peter and I have some rules for you to follow while you’re staying here.”

“Such as?” she asked, accepting a glass of water as Peter handed it over to her.

“No doing OnlyFans in the house, no one night stands, and no crass language in the presence of the kids,” I told her with a firm look. “Peter will be your ride to and from the doctor’s for checkup appointments in regards to your brain tumor.”

“Okay,” she shrugged. “But can I make a post up onto @SammiXxXHeart up on Instagram? Just saying that I’ll be going on a hiatus to focus on my mental health?”

“That sounds reasonable,” I agreed with a hum. “My love?”

“Just don’t tag us or the kids or the house or anything,” he warned her as she began noodling around on her cell phone.

“Okay, will do,” she flashed a crooked smile at the two of us before excusing herself to go to bed. “Oh, hello there!”

I looked and saw Elizabeth and Katie both behind the short wall between the kitchen and entryway.

“Auntie Sammi has a tumor in her head?” Elizabeth asked, her lower lips tremoring as her hazel blue eyes shone with tears.

“Come here now girls!” Sammi held her arms open for the both of them. “I am in good hands now, do you hear me? Your parents and my doctor all know what they’re doing. I will be fine now, alright?”

“Now, go on up to bed, won’t you two now?” I clucked at them. “It’s past your bedtimes, and you both have school tomorrow!”

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[pusakalye]

law school momints

law school is uh over but also not over because its stsrting for real now i just finished my bridging class well no i havent i need to take the final on monday and then its classes back to back until my midterms and hopefully the school gives me uh maybe a week to recuperate like just a week where i dont feel like im behind if i dont do a reading or whatnot

in other news.. dnjfkfg i failed my quiz so thats something for me B) i mean Hopefully it doesnt bring my average down too bad since its

50 - recit, quizzes, perusall &

50 - final exam

so technically i can make up for it this monday on the final but tomorrow i need to like hardcore study for it and just catch up on doctrines and get my head out of the "well technically its can actually be either" mindset my degree has kind of . taught me to default on (i talked abt it extensively w my older brother who advised me to get used to just straight up just not overthink shit).

okay but what i hate is theyre not even giving me at least a day to just recuperate... straight after my final i start like real law classes (like i have consti & crimlaw ady on monday...) and for consti i have to memorize some parts of the consti and allegedly read a 500 page reading all in time adnd im like . lord. plelase just take me.

in other other news. i thought long and hard recently abt what i want to do. i always told everyone i wanted to do intellectual property as my specialization bc its an area that interests me and i am like making moves to do exactly that but recently i think ive been double thinking jt. i have a polisci degree which i think is soo good for making policies but i dont want to be a politician. i think i jsut want to help people and i cannot fathom how to help the masses if i focus on ip but we'll see.

unironically, i hope i really do survive law school. i'll graduate with honors, sign an underbar with the law firm i have my eye on, pass the bar in one take and i'll be a lawyer. BELIEVE IT!!!!!!

[orphancookie69]

Now Entering My Legal Aid Era!

So I have been in Real Estate for at least 5 years, and in many states real estate transactions involve a lawyer. In cali, they do not (yet). But the understanding of law and paperwork makes this a very legal like job.

This year alone I have helped family members with trust disputes, creating living trusts, reverse mortgages, and now divorce. I somehow became this (surprisingly competent) legal aid. I have made posts about the trust disputes-the new living trust and reverse are after actions of that (and still in progress). This post is going to be about Divorce.

My Background:

It is interesting to come from a background of divorce from the generation above me. A stark contrast from the generation above that of my parents that both of my parents (as I knew my parents to be when I was young) are still together. I would later find out that I am adopted and there is more of a mix of marriage and divorces in the paternal (biological) side of the family. I just recently lost my grandfather, who was married to my grandmother for nearly 60 years. This shaped my view of marriage, mixed with my old school sense of "one and done".

But my parents were married for about 10 years. Before the end of the first marriage, my mom had switched gears. I was too young to help with her first divorce but I know that she just finished it before entering marriage #2. Second marriage lasted a similar amount of time as the second one. She has since met someone else and they are interested in getting married in the medium to long term future. For the fact that this is her second go around with Divorce, she's having issues.

She used to be in Real Estate, but it has been many years and is now a flight attendant. Me being in real estate, I can do weird paperwork. So I took over and took my time in assessing where she was at in comparison to where she wanted to be. We tried to hire a lawyer to help us, but she refused to help us and was really rude.

Divorce 101:

So there are 3 basic steps to divorce: File, Serve, and Submit. You file the request to divorce with the court. While there can be nuances to the types of responses or whether or not there are kids/assets-the other party is served and can choose to/not to contest it. Once step 1 is done, you go over the bulk of the paperwork with the partner, and file something stated you have done your due diligence as a couple. Once that is done you submit everything and hope it goes through.

This particular divorce is no kids, no assets, and not contested. This should be the simplest divorce ever.

So we attempting file once, and it comes back with remarks on how to fix it. We made the corrections and then I filed again. I tried to call to get clarification on the second round of corrections and they are open by phone for 1 HOUR A DAY during the week. It took me almost the whole hour to get them on the phone. I tried emailing them but that did not go through? I was advised to go in person or submit my stuff online.

I tried to make time to go in person, but when I went it was CLOSED. For indian people day? Like no notice. So I made another day to go and then they told me because I was not named, they would not speak to me. Literally if I had a lawyers education-my life in that moment would be so much easier. So I just dropped it off. Hoping for good things in round 3 but the things they said were wrong, I couldn't find anywhere on the documents.

Also, this has made me way more wary of divorce. Like I wasn't the biggest fan of it before but damn. Like we are supposed to have one of the better systems and any time I interact with it, it sucks worse and worse.

While everyone else seems to be entering their "bad bitch era" or "spooky ho season" here I am kicking ass and taking names, courthouse style. My sister has joked that I should become a lawyer, and my reply was, "Legally Brunette" coming soon to you in theater's! I thought it was a funny, completion of things if you will, given where I have been, where I am at, and where I am possibly going in life!

[percontaion-points]

Lifeblood chapters 14 & 15, bonus chapter 7

Today's review might be difficult for some; reader discretion is advised

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Chapter 14

The Secondking’s grip keeps me upright. He squeezes my hands. “She loved you, and my hope is that you will heed her desire to live well, Ten. Live well.”

Chapter 14 summary: Back in Troika, Ten is barely able to keep it together. Not because of her abrupt separation from Killian, but because the memory that Meredith was killed in battle has resurfaced. Ten wants to go mope around her home in solitude, but Victor says that it’s mandatory to go to what’s basically a hospital. 

So they go. But Ten refuses to allow the healer to clean her of Meredith’s blood. After this is over, Ten goes home, where she does that aforementioned moping. And I get it, but holy shit, this doesn’t make for a good story. 

Levi shows up and is basically like “You fought well today”, blah-blah-blah. It doesn’t fucking matter what he says to comfort her; they’re empty and meaningless, since every single person is refusing to stop fighting. Meredith is going to be nothing more than a statistic in a few hours. He also says that she’s to resume her training in the morning. And that he also now knows that the entire thing was a trap to get to Ten, since there is no third infected person. 

He then takes her to the river, where they meet up with Secondking, Eron. Eron shows Ten Meredeth’s last few minutes. Before they part, Eron repeats Meredith’s last thought: Live well, Ten. 

Chapter 15

“The price is paid,” Deacon rasps. “Even though it was paid in vain.”

Chapter 15 summary: Later, everybody attends Meredith’s funeral. I don’t fucking care. Some time after that, Ten continues her training. Levi tells her to run, and after she collapses, he comes to her with the sword-staff she took from Archer’s apartment. He explains that one sword heals, while the other condemns. What he refuses to answer is which one is which. He then has Ten start training with the staff, which is the actual weapon. 

As she’s finishing up her training for the day, Deacon shows up. He says that the situation with Javier Diez (Dior’s boyfriend) is getting dire. It’s getting difficult for Troikians to be near him, because of his darkness, and he made them lose a battle recently. Ten thinks that “Diez” is Spanish for “Ten”, and thinks that it’s obvious Javier is a Myriad general. She thinks that the world needs him more than they need her (not going to touch that), and that it would be better to simply let him succumb to the darkness. 

Deacon goes on and says that Myriad has stopped giving a shit about Dior, so now a court date has been set. After a shower and change of clothes, Ten goes with him to this courthouse, which is outside of any of the other realms. Inside are people from both sides, but the only ones of value in this scene are: the half-human Judge, the Troika Barrister, and the Myriad Barrister. The ones from either side are basically lawyers, who will argue as to why their side wants this human girl. 

This girl has led a miserable life: she stole cancer treatment money from her sick mom so that she could buy street drugs. She’s slept around. Backstabbed her friends. However, in the face of all of this evidence, despite the fact that she’s the one who wanted to defect, she ends up being pressured by all of this, and agrees to stay with Myriad. Deacon explains that it’s how 90% of the cases turn out: there’s so much pressure from both sides, so people usually end up sticking with their original contract. 

But, there’s one more thing. Since the contract needs to be fulfilled, despite the fact that Myriad is getting what the original plan was with this human, the Troikan guy stands up and allows the Myriad guy to kill him. The entire thing is so unbelievably stupid. 

Bonus chapter 7

Details attached. 

Might Equals Right! 

Sir Zhi Chen

Bonus chapter 7 summary: Killian emails Sloan and invites him to his house… after hours. Wink wink. Why do I get the feeling that he’s planning something other than a romantic weekend with her? After Sloan agrees, Killian emails Zhi to tell him “I’m disconnecting from the grid to spend time with Sloan. WINK WINK.” Zhi is like “Get it, tiger. You both deserve some good times!” But he also reminds Killian that Ten is in a bad place now, and that she could use some of that “comfort”. WINK WINK. 

[mitigatingacademics]

{10.08.23}

Productivity:

LSAT Trainer: Lesson 27

Focus was not good tonight*, I'm not a huge fan of the Trainer's approach to Logic Games, and this took way longer than previous lessons...so we moved right on along to other things.

Reading:

Finished Law Man: Memories of a Jailhouse Lawyer (🎉)

Review/Notes to follow.

How to be Sort of Happy in Law School -- Finished Section 2

I seem to be enjoying this more now that I'm reading it for what it is rather than what I hoped or expected it to be.

*The reason my focus was worse tonight than the past 3 nights is because I have much better access to social media in the accounting office than at the baggage desk.

It's not rocket science. I allowed Twitter to be a distraction.

In many ways I found the range of hot takes on the Israel situation almost impossible to look away from.

Spouted with equal confidence from those whose resumes include experience of foreign policy advising to the federal government to those Fox News informed individuals who couldn't find the areas in question on a map if their lives depended on it.

One that sticks with me is the medical doctor (sir, no one needs your opinion on this issue) who described the statement of an apparently Palestinian U.S. Congress woman as 'disgraceful' because she suggested that killing of all civilians, regardless of affiliation, is tragic.

How is that disgraceful?! 🤷🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

It seems somewhat distasteful to call others out for nothing more than failing to condemn to death those you personally have decided are in the wrong even if they just happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, does it not?

Do no harm?

Yikes, dude.

Then there was this...

...which got me more riled up than I'd like to admit.

Liz never told anyone that she's anything other than exactly what she is.

These kind of 'gotcha' posts directed at liberals (this guy's base!) whom they refer to as 'Liz stans' are a perfect example of why people like me (I used to self identify as a Socialist, ffs) no longer feel completely comfortable thinking of themselves as part of the Left.

Why would you do this? What are you getting out of it?

How does shaming the folks likely to vote the way you hope people will vote actually benefit you?

Some people do manage to be surprised by unhidden reality.

I remember seeing a comment on one of Liz's Tweets, way back when she was still campaigning, from someone that 'found out about her' and wished she hadn't donated to her.

Like...do you just throw money at people that say one thing you agree with without looking any further into it? ...and if that's the case, is that not your own fault? 🤦🏻‍♀️

I say this as a registered Democrat of over 20 years that also donated to Liz, knowing that she has many questionable inclinations.

The difference is, I had a complete understanding of what I was doing...and wouldn't have complained publicly if I'd had regrets.

It's no one else's responsibility to make you consider what is right in front of your face.

I mean...

🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

You don't get to come for Liz for being exactly what she told you (repeatedly) that she is.

That said, you can also educate people without shaming them.

(This is especially true if you're hoping not to alienate said folks.)

I also find this Tweet offensive in how it seems to imply that the "revelation" being referred to requires a specific response.

Like, "Oh no, she's demonstrating the values she always claimed to have...guess I'll have to stop supporting her now!"

"There could be no other possible reason for continuing to support a person with **insert controversial pov.** ...would be incongruent with liberal thought." 🤨😑 🙄

This is how liberal influencers push folks away.

I don't need you to think for me, friend.

👑 is problematic as fuck. I ❤️ her anyway.

I also still vote blue on most issues.

Stop working so hard to piss me off. 😂

[thelpcexperience]

12.24.2022

I acknowledge that I am crying at this moment. The tears represent my frustration and deepest disappointment of what I have performed so far. I have never experienced this sadness during my LLB studies. Rather, I did enjoy more studying my undergraduate studies, and by that time, even though I failed in contract law, I didn't really cry deeply as I do right now. Even though I got lower grades in tort law, I didn't care much on the grades.

But at this stage, as the competition grows, LPC grades become increasingly important.

Ultimately I need to understand the thoughts of those who created the marking scheme, the way they distribute marks throughout the answer. If I could understand the strategies of the way they distribute marks, then it would be like a bingo game, I know the technique in getting more marks.

Perhaps when I attempted all these exams, my goal was not to achieve the highest. I was expressing and reacting to the question without having the awareness of how the scores were being distributed. If I would have known how the marks were distributed, then I could easily master it.

Similarly I didn't know the interviewing and advising, there was a scoring sheet until I attempted the mock exam.

I need to sort out the complicated emotional issues behind the disappointment of interviewing and advising exam. Otherwise it would be hard for me to move on. That exam was like parallel to the fall from my bike. I was shocked that I couldn't finish the interview, even though I almost knew what I needed to say to the client afterwards. It was the time that I was not aware to look after it. If that was the real client, I would definitely take my time to complete my advise to him. I didn't understand who set the time limit of 25 minutes. I believe that candidates should be allowed to go on even after 25 minutes, but penalty should be given for every extra 5 minutes.

If I were sitting in the board of Law Society who look after the qualification exam, I would definitely amend this rule. The rule has been so unfair to those who speak slower than normal people. It is unfair to those who speak English as their second language. I often have to think twice before I could properly ask a question. If I were asked to conduct an interview in Cantonese, I would definitely speak faster than I spoke in English.

I have worked in the radio for 6 years, I can say that I am able to speak English clearly but not as fast as a native speaker.

Maybe you can say that I am a bit harsh on myself. But I can assure that I am 10 times more serious than the others in pursuing this course. As a mature student, I experienced many ups and downs in my former role as assistant producer, I experienced even harsher adversity than I do right now.

I am pleased to pick up studying law after working 6 years. I hope that I can qualify as a real estate lawyer.

Indeed I just got a 50% in the property law exam. I will never forget I got the same mark in the MCQ in the land law exam, but in the end I was able to get 2:1 in the essay question.

I miss the land law studies with easements and covenants. I also miss speaking to Teresa who was my former land law tutor.

I am grateful to have met Samantha who is my academic advisor and properly law tutor. Perhaps she is quite shocked I did not perform better in the mock exam.

I need to start planning revising property law after solicitors accounts exam. I will definitely get a distinction in LPC. I have the ability and motivation to achieve the highest. I just need to stop thinking and comparing myself with the others. At this stage, it appears that my colleagues are outperformed, but this is not the end goal yet, we are still on the race, there is another 10km, 20 km, this is a long marathon.

Also the first term I experienced a lot of anxiety and discomfort in taking this course.

[yaemona]

modern ! hu tao headcanons

contents both sft and nsft, hu tao x reader, gamer ! hu tao, yanfei and her are flatmates, established relationship, mentions of face sitting / cunnilingus; scissoring, mentions of the use of toys, use of strap ( referred to as ‘cock’ ), overstimulation

a.n thought about hu tao being a reyna main once and it’s been in my head ever since. i very much enjoyed writing these, hu tao's bubbly and eccentric personality is really fun to write

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*･῾ ᵎ sft

i’m getting this out of the way: she studies mortuary science

hu tao’s family has owned a funeral parlor for ages, it’s pretty much a given she intends on taking over someday

for now she’s just finishing up the schooling and helps out at the reception desk

and when she’s not doing either . . .

gamer ! hu tao.

her setup is black and red

her entire room actually is just very seamless, she has quite the eye for design and aesthetics of things

posters covering the walls

i think she’d enjoy vkei bands ??? dunno just feels right ya know?

she’s also strung up some dried out roses with some twine

i firmly believe she only uses dim lighting, so like anyone but her trying to navigate her room finds it to be a nightmare

flatmate is yanfei, and they get along

they play val together sometimes

this is so random but i feel like she made yanfei watch death note with her once, she liked it

runs the discord server all the friends she plays games with uses

runs like a dream, top tier organization everything has its place, looks real pretty

basically if it’s not broken don’t fix it. she runs a hell of a good server, so may as well put it to use

before we get to the main event cough cough valorant

she’s played the fnaf games. first one came out when she was young, so let’s just say they were part of her formative years

probably enjoys them for the nostalgia more than anything

but her real bread and butter? rpg maker horror games

ib, misao, mad father, blank dream, corpse party

you name it, she’s played it

never mind this is the main event now.

more often times than not rpg maker horror games are unsettling which i think is more up her alley than cheap jumpscares

don’t get me wrong she’s played her fair share of outlast and—yanfei be her witness—they were shrieking in fear

well hu tao was also cracking jokes so maybe a bit in amusement

stuff like fatal frame too i think

but rpg maker horror >>>

hu tao mains reyna. insta-locks every single time and everything

if someone complains and she’s feeling particularly spiteful

she’ll play sage, sure

and she’ll top frag. probably avoid healing reyna. giggling like crazy when they’re getting pissed at her for doing so

she knows how to trash talk in a way that’s highly specific and leaves people fumbling or just saying “fuck you!” because there’s no other way to respond

voice as sweet as candy too

HAS scammed men on discord.

yanfei advised her heavily against it at first then she actually saw messages from this one sleazebag and her stance immediately changed to “if you ever need a lawyer, just holler”

now how did you meet your ever so lovely girlfriend? you’re actually yanfei’s friend !

you two go to the same college, and she invited you over one time

hu tao was in the kitchen making tea when you two arrived back

tea be damned

“yanfei! who’s your friend?~”

she’s already quite excitable and bubbly, so seeing you was just the icing on the cake and yanfei knew immediately

silently hoping she doesn’t use a pickup line that includes something about putting you in a coffin

so you introduce yourself, and “you must be hu tao! yanfei’s told me a lot of stories about you.”

you smile at her and she dramatically clutches her chest, pretending to fumble backwards like you’ve shot cupid’s arrow straight into her heart

your giggles are music to her ears

she is quite the eccentric one, but you loved her from the moment you saw her

so i suppose the feeling was mutual

immediate “yeah, i’m gonna make them fall in love with me if it’s the last thing i do” moment for both parties

yanfei did drag you along to her room where you did some homework, but you eventually got bored of that and told her you were gonna stretch your legs

yanfei’s door opens. frantic pattering of footsteps from the room across the hall. hu tao’s door opens.

she leaned up against the doorframe so casually as if she didn’t just sprint to the door

yanfei gave up. her flatmate just stole you and she knows she’s going to be doing homework alone now.

in truth though when she heard you and hu tao laughing up a storm, she felt quite pleased

to this day she takes credit

“i set you two up so you have to be nice to me” when you two are being particularly rambunctious

you’d expect the law student to have a better argument it’s a last resort okay, you lot are quite the handful sometimes

the three of you often have movie nights

which yeah maybe has included you and hu tao throwing pieces of popcorn at each other and yanfei grumbling about how you two better clean it up

when yanfei does finally turn in for the night you always try to be considerate

yanfei just doesn’t want to wake up to a noise complaint from the neighbors. that’s all she asks

if you two are being rather boisterous she’ll just put in some earphones or earplugs to drown it out, it’s rare for her to ask you to quiet down

especially because you two will be laughing or talking loudly before she hears you go “shhhh!”

which only seems to cause more giggling, but you’re trying your best

they live in a fairly central area, so there’s a bit of nightlife

it’s not uncommon for you two to go out on walks at night

convenience store runs mostly

or, if she is feeling like driving, you’ll drive around and always end up in this one specific parking lot

it’s a church parking lot up on a hill, always empty in the dead of night

you saw a shooting once, the two of you yelled excitedly and clung to one another before closing your eyes and making wishes

“so y/n, what’d you wish for?~”

“not telling!”

cue whining, which only earns laughter and not a response

if you asked her, she would’ve told you her wish

but maybe that’s because she always tells you anyway

how she wishes to spend all of this life with you, and whatever comes after as well

*･῾ ᵎ nsft

sugar spice and everything nice with this one

i feel like she play wrestles a lot with you like when you’re just chilling in her room or at home

and it almost always turns into something else

quite literally best described by the flick of a switch or a lightbulb turning on

youre fumbling around and your hand brushes over or you just completely miss her arm and full on grab her tit?

she has you pinned beneath her in an instant and you’re still giggling about it

but the giggle is abruptly cut off by a gasp as she begins rubbing you through the fabric of whatever bottoms you’re wearing

omg y’all absolutely have matching lingerie sets !!!

red / black and lacey

she really does adore the color red on you

she owns like a shit load of toys. okay maybe shit load is an exaggeration, but like a considerable amount

most of which bought with you in mind

i just feel like she has an insane amount of stamina and even if you’re both overstimulated once she gets started there’s hardly an end in sight

enjoys scissoring with a vibrator pressed to both of your clits

seriously can cum like that over and over, your juices mixing with hers and her thighs barely holding her up after a certain point

sex with her is probably playful and full of giggles

however. do not be fooled.

she can and will ruin you

has absolutely made you cockwarm her while she plays games

you’re not allowed to move or cum

just sit nice and pretty on her cock <33

claims it’s for good luck or something

if you’re good and she’s feeling particularly nice after winning a few rounds she’ll let you ride her and maybe you can cum

but you’re not getting up after you’re gonna stay on her lap til she’s through with you

she really does just like having you so close to her, your body up against hers as you try not to squirm

she only has her headset over one ear so she can hear all your pretty whimpers

she’s good at ignoring you, and she can do it if you’re being particularly troublesome

but she also tends to cave pretty easily swallowed up by desire herself

she’ll have you cum on her strap at least twice before she instructs you to get on the bed and proceeds to sit on your face

she gets so lost and drunk on the feeling of your mouth on her pussy </33 it just feels so good

not that you’re complaining because her little squeals and moans are heavenly

aftercare consists of bubble baths and cuddling

she likes it when you wash her hair

you’re both pretty much guaranteed to always be sore after your antics

the first time you spent the night and hu tao was covered in hickeys when you both walked out the next morning yanfei was in fact sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and a look of utter disdain on her face

to be fair she wasn’t supposed to be home !!!

“i regret ever introducing you two.”

you felt mortified and started frantically apologizing

hu tao had a slight redness to her cheeks, but was giggling up a storm nonetheless

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Oh look I finally finished Part 20. Actually this is shorter than what it was supposed to be but I decided to brake it up into two parts just so I could post something.

TW: mentioning of blood, and murder

Hope in Tragedy - Part 20

MC's P.O.V.

"I got more cleaning supplies like you asked." Jared says, walking into the kitchen where I'm deep cleaning for the third time. I got the all-clear to go back into the house last night, and I've been cleaning ever since.

"Thank you!" I say, grabbing the bags from him.

"MC, you've cleaned everything multiple times. I think it's good now." He says.

"The blood may be gone, but I can still feel his presence in this house. I can still smell his cologne. I can still smell the gunpowder from me pulling the trigger. I can still feel his hands on me. I relive it every time I close my eyes." I start to break down again.

"Hey," he says, walking over to me and wrapping his arms around me. "It's going to be ok. You've been through a traumatic experience, and all of that is normal under the circumstances, but no amount of cleaning is going to change it. So, how about you get some rest?"

"No, I know cleaning isn't going to help, but it makes me feel better to clean, so just let me clean." I manage to say between sobs.

"Alright, ok, you want me to help you?" He asks, and I nod. He picks up a bottle of cleaner and a roll of paper towels. "Where do you want me to start?"

"Can you clean the hallway? I feel like there's probably blood embedded into the carpet that we just can't see." I tell him cringing at the thought.

"On it." He says and turns to walk out.

"Wait!" I grab his arm, causing him to turn back to me. "Let's just rip the carpet up. I've been wanting to change it anyway; this just gives me an excuse."

Jared grabs two box cutters from a drawer and hands one to me. " Let's do this." He says.

"Jake still in jail?" I ask as I bend down and start cutting the carpet.

"Last I heard he was."

"Good." I stop cutting and look up at Jared. "You know, I should go post his bail just to cuss him out."

"Yeah, I would have to advise against that." He says, laughing.

I pull the carpet back to reveal the blood-stained subfloor underneath. "Ahhhh!" I scream out of frustration.

"I'll get the bleach." He says, getting up and walking into the kitchen. Just then, I hear my phone ring. "It's Chase you want me to answer?" He yells from the other room.

"Absolutely not!"

"He's your brother; you can't just shut him out forever." He says, walking over and handing me a bottle of bleach cleaner.

"Watch me." I say, grabbing the bleach from him.

"You're all each other has. You're going to have to get over this." He says, furrowing his brows.

"Well, we have you, and luckily, you still love both of us."

We successfully remove the carpet and start to work on getting the blood out of the wood when my phone starts ringing again. I stand up mumbling profanities under my breath before picking the phone up off the counter and answering without even looking at the caller ID.

"I swear if you call me one more am blocking your number! I am not even joking, Chase! Don't try me." I say angrily into the phone and start to hang up but before I can pull the phone away from my ear I hear a woman speak.

"Umm, ma'am?" She says and I quickly look at the screen and see my lawyer's number.

"Shit, Mrs. Hines, I'm so sorry. I thought you were someone else. Please tell me you have good news." I say.

"Well, we were able to find the rest of the recorded conversation. Can you meet me at the DA's office in like 15 minutes?"

"Yes, absolutely I'll head that way now." I tell her before disconnecting.

"That was the lawyer. They found the rest of the recording where we supposedly planned everything. Hopefully, they'll be able to see it's all a lie." I tell Jared.

"Good, you need me to go with you?" He asks.

"No, it's time for me to be a big girl and handle this myself."

"Alright, I'll stay here and do a little more cleaning just to help put your mind at ease."

"You're the best, Jared!" I say walking out the door. I go to get in the car and feel my phone vibrating. I look at the screen to see Jefferson County Jail on the screen. I roll my eyes and press decline. I am not in the mood to talk to Tristan, Jake, or whoever else he decides to be today.

I meet my lawyer put front and we walk into the DA's office together. The DA, an older heavy-set man with balding hair, is sitting behind the desk. He looks up at us with a smirk.

"Hello, Mrs. Hines, have you come to make a deal?" He asks.

"Not we are here to request the charges to be dropped."

"On what grounds?"

"We found the rest of the recording. It shows not only did my client not know that Tristan was Jake but that the clear act of self-defense was not planned as the original piece of the recording suggested." She tells him.

"Alright, let's hear it."

She explains that the audio was turned off on the camera in the room but the video was not. She also said there was a camera right outside the door that picked up the audio. She was able to sync the audio and video to tell the whole story. She hits play on the computer in front of us and we watch the screen as I angrily walk into the room and tell them about the man asking questions. Chase tells me the man is responsible for Jake's death and I watch as Tristan grabs me and holds me to stop me from storming out. It's so odd to see this playing out on the screen before me. Seeing the way he's holding me makes me want to scream. Part of me wishes we could go back to that but another part is angry we even got that close in the first place. Next, we hear Chase's suggestion to let me kill him followed by Tristan's little speech about how it's not going to bring Jake back. I'm suddenly reminded of Chase almost laughing at his comment as I watch the screen and it all makes sense now. In that moment, I couldn't figure out what could be so funny, but now I know they had this whole inside joke I wasn't a part of. Jake wasn't dead, and they were lying to me. The recording ends with me going off on Jared and then storming out of the room.

"Well, listening to the whole recording, it does seem to tell a different story, but we can't be certain it wasn't planned after this." Says the DA.

"I know that's the only evidence you have against my client. If you won't drop the charges, I will file a motion with the judge to have them dropped."

"We'll see about that, Mrs. Hines. Now, if you will excuse me, I have other business to attend to." He says, motioning us outthe door and then shutting it behind us.

"Do you think this will go to trial?" I ask my attorney.

"No, they have no other evidence."

"And what about Jake?" I ask hesitantly.

"For all intents and purposes, Jake is dead. You knowing his real identity doesn't change that he is Tristan and you will still need to refer to him as such to avoid any more situations like the one we're in now. As for Tristan and Chase's charges, my guess would be the conspiracy charge will be dropped, but the other two will stand. They did illegally wiretap someone's phone, and the obstruction of justice charge is valid. There may be some jail time, but I can't really say how much. They need good lawyers."

My lawyer and I say our goodbyes and go our separate ways. I'm contemplating visiting Jake when my phone rings.

"What do you want?" I answer letting my anger show.

"Hey, I'm just calling to check on you and see how things are. What's wrong with you?" Hannah says cheerfully on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, you want to know how things are? Well, things are just going fucking wonderful. I killed a man the other day."

"You what? Are you ok?" She asks.

"Oh, and Jake's in jail, by the way."

"What happened? Why is he in jail?" She says, her words instantly adding fuel to the angry fire burning within me.

"Oh, that's your response? Not 'what do you mean? Jake's dead.' or 'oh my god, Jake's alive?' Yeah, that's all the confirmation I needed that you fucking lied to me too! You know how much I can't stand to be lied to, and you did it anyway!"

"MC..."

"No, Hannah, you're my best friend, and I trusted you! I don't care what you're going to say; it's not going to change how I feel right now."

"I tried to get him to tell you the moment I found out but -"

"Hannah, stop!"

"MC," she sniffles. "I swear I, no, we, didn't do it to hurt you. If he had told you, then we would have both lost him all over again. It was the only way for you to be together, and the only way for both of us to have him in our lives again."

"Oh, but only one of us was supposed to know it was him while the other one was just supposed to grieve his death forever?"

"It's not like that, I swear. Jake loves you; he always has. He didn't plan this, MC, but he wasn't going to just pass up the opportunity to be close to you even if that wasn't as himself. Do you not think it was hell for him too? Do you know what it's like to know you're brother is alive but not be able to even look in his direction for more than a few moments without raising suspicions. You're not the only one who's suffered in all of this, so stop acting like you are."

"Do Thomas and Lily know?" I ask.

"No, nobody knows except us. Not being able to talk about it to you guys, or even him was one of the hardest parts. It wasn't my secret to tell but I promise you not knowing was the best thing for all of us."

"I'm done with this conversation. " I say, hanging up the phone. The more she talks, the more I can see things from her perspective but right now I want to be angry.

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Found in Forks

A/N: A quick one. To satisfy an Emmett shaped need in this story.

Y/N’s POV

Months had passed since we had declared our love, solidifying my bond with Paul. We were inseparable. I couldn’t bear to spend time without him, and even in his company, I NEEDED to be as close to him as possible.

When the pack were discussing the threat of the newborn army I couldn’t help my nerves from making my legs shake, my foot tapping against the leg of the table. Paul reached over and squeezed my hand. He gave me a look that said it’ll be ok. I was desperate to believe that was true.

“We are meeting the Cullens in an hour to train.” Sam said after hanging up the phone to Carlisle.

I felt Paul shake with anger beside me and a growl left his lips. “Why do we need to train, we’ve hunted bloodsuckers before?” He said, whilst I curled up against him to dissipate his anger, he wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head.

“Carlisle said this will be different, we need to trust them right now Paul. This threat isn’t just for them, we need to protect the reservation” the pack nodded at this and Paul didn’t press any further.

Everyone split off after this, with Quil and Embry heading off on patrol, agreeing to meet in the field in an hour. I turn in my seat to look Paul in the eye. “I want to come to training.”

Paul laughs, then sees the serious look in my eye and shakes his head. “Nope, not happening. I’m not putting you at risk by taking you to the bloodsuckers. That’s ridiculous.”

I place a hand on either side of his face and look deep into his eyes.

“I need this. I need to see that you will be ok. If I see you train it’ll make me feel better, help me to visualise you winning. Please Paul.” I try my best puppy dog eyes that I know he can’t refuse and he huffs in reply.

“Fine. But you will NOT be leaving my side, promise?”

“As if I ever would.” I reply and he pulls me tight towards him, kissing my forehead.

“I love you Y/N” he looks down at me, his eyes now softer.

“And I love you” I smile up at him and kiss him softly on the lips.

~~~

We had made it to the agreed field, with the Cullens already standing waiting. I could see Bella who Jacob always talking about was standing there too, recognising her from school, so I’m not the only human here. I send a small wave and a smile in her direction and she waved back, surprised to see me with the pack. Edward whispers something to her and she nods in understanding.

I slide off of Paul’s back once we come to a stop, and he gestures for me to take a seat in the grass. He lays down beside me once I am seated.

I look across at the Cullens, my first opportunity to see the whole family, having only seen the “children” briefly at school before.

Your eyes land on Emmett. You remember him from school, sitting in the cafeteria with the other Cullens, and you are reminded how much he looks like your dad and your grandpa. The similarities are uncanny. Images of your dad and your grandpa flash in your head as you compare them to the cold one you see in front of you. Weird.

You glance away and see Edward staring at you, a look of realisation on his face. Paul growls from beside you and you stroke the fur around his face before leaning your head against him. “Oh be quiet Paul, he’s doing nothing wrong” you whisper to him. He huffs before turning his attention to Carlisle, who begins to address the pack.

“Welcome, Jasper has experience with the newborns, and will teach us how to defeat them.”

Paul nods slightly beside you.

“They want to know how the newborns differ from us” Edward says as he reads the packs’ minds, Paul had told you about the gifts they possessed on your way to the meeting.

“They’re a great deal stronger than us because their own human blood lingers in their tissues. Our kind is never more physically powerful than in our first several months of this life” Carlisle explains. You shudder at this thought, fearful for your friends and Paul. As if sensing this he leans towards you, and your body relaxes with the contact.

Jasper steps forward, and addresses the pack. “A newborn army doesn’t need thousands like a human army. But no human army can stand against them. Now the two most important things to remember are; first, never let them get their arms around you, they’ll crush you instantly. The second, never go for the obvious kill, they’ll be expecting that, and you will lose.”

The Cullens begin to demonstrate fighting, as Jasper narrates, advising the pack on what to do, or what not to do in some cases.

As the training comes to an end, Jared and Paul head off for patrol, Embry and Quill promising to get you back to Emily’s safely as they wait for you to finish talking to Bella.

“I’m so sorry the pack need to be involved Y/N.” Bella says quietly, an apologetic look on her face.

“The threat is a risk to everyone, including the reservation, they would help whether you ask them to or not, it’s just what they’re like.” You say with a smile as you watch Embry and Quil practise some techniques with Jasper.

“Y/N” Edward joins Bella, an arm quickly wrapped around her, pulling her close to his side.

“Edward, nice to see you again.” You were briefly lab partners a couple of years ago and you always appreciated how little he talked, no awkward small talk, unlike some of your peers. Little did you know that he also appreciated working with you, your mind was never filled with the inane gossip of your classmates.

“I don’t know if Paul has told you, but I can...hear people’s thoughts. I didn’t want to alarm you but I need to talk to you about something you thought about when you first got here” you nodded slowly, trying to remember what you had thought about.

“Erm...ok? I can’t remember what it was though?”

“It was when you were looking at Emmett, you thought he showed some similarity to some family members?” He motions for Emmett to join them.

“I’ve always thought it, but dismissed it before as it was ridiculous. He looks exactly like my dad and my grandpa, I’m sure my grandma has some photos of my grandpa when he was younger in one of her photo albums and he looks identical”.

Emmett appears at Edward’s side just as you finish talking. He frowns slightly and then asks; “where are your family from Y/N?”

“Erm...well my dad was born here in Forks but my grandpa was from Tennessee...Gatlinburg I think my grandma said.”

Emmett’s eyebrows dart up in shock and shortly after Edward’s expression changes to shocked too. Emmett walks closer, not worrying about the distracted wolves.

“What was your grandpa’s name Y/N?”

“Ernest Y/L/N”

Emmett smiles a big smile, and turns to Edward, then motions for Rosalie to join them. He squeezes Rosalie’s hand, excitement showing on his face.

“Y/N, I think your grandpa was my nephew. My older sister Mary was his mother, Mary Y/L/N. That makes me your great-great uncle!”

You laugh at this, moving forward to hug Emmett, he picks you up, wrapping his large arms around you. This draws attention from Embry and Quil, who quickly realised that Paul would destroy them if anything happened to you. They move forward quickly, as if they are going to attack before Edward steps in front of you and Emmett trying to explain.

“They’ve just discovered they’re related, it’s a hug! He isn’t attacking her.”

The wolves look at each other, then back at you as Emmett sets you back on the ground.

“I’m fine guys, just happy!”

You turn your attention back to Emmett as he speaks again, “when I died I worried about my family a lot, I was the only son, I was strong and provided for them when my dad got too old. I left them some money, but after we moved away I never found out what happened. Now I know!”

You smile at this. “My grandpa always used to tell us stories about his uncle when we were younger, he was wild, he used to say, really strong, and an amazing hunter. He said they were all devastated when you were eaten by a bear...”

Emmett looks sad at this.

“Were they ok though, how did Ernest end up here?”

“I’m not really sure, but my grandpa owned a hunting shop just outside of Forks, they were comfortable I think. My dad is a lawyer, based out of Seattle during the week, then he comes home to Forks at the weekends. My grandpa saved up to put dad through school, he was so proud of him.”

A smile returns to Emmett’s face, as he thinks about his nephew, hard working like him, providing for his family.

Rosalie walks over and wraps an arm around his waist. “So all these years of wondering, wanting to go back to Tennessee to try and find them and you’ve found your family in Forks?”

“Looks like it babe!” He ruffles your hair as he speaks and you try to swat his arm away.

“I’m so happy to meet you Y/N, I’ve spent years wondering, and now I know.” You smile at your great-great uncle, wishing you could tell your family. Edward heard this and walks to your side, placing his hand on your shoulder.

“You are welcome to our house anytime, you’re part of the family now...with...er...wolf bodyguards of course” he adds as he glances to the wolves growling behind you.

You laugh as you look at the wolves, then back at the Cullens. I’m so lucky to have found so many people to call family.

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Impressions of Wilde (1997)

I really liked this movie and I'm sure you will too! It's a great introduction to Oscar Wilde (who he was, a glimpse into his personal life, and why he remains relevant and incredibly charming) and also a celebration of homosexuality.

1. Overview:

The movie doesn’t tell the whole story of Oscar Wilde's life. It covers the 1880s, his rise to fame and sudden fall, and ends shortly after his 1897 prison release. Some Oscar Wilde fans were disappointed because they wanted to see the early parts of his life (how he got his inspiration and crafted his aesthete persona).

The costumes and sets are absolutely gorgeous and transport you back to the late Victorian era; lots of deep red fabric curtains, detailed mahogany wood furnishings, intricate paintings, and lavish costumes.

The lead actors are amazing and they resemble the real people almost exactly.

2. Casting:

Stephen Fry as Oscar Wilde. One could say he IS Oscar Wilde reincarnated; he looks almost exactly like Wilde. Most importantly he perfectly combines Wilde's charm and intelligence. The film also tries to show Wilde as a father and married man in addition to the "gay fop" identity that he's usually placed in. As much as he mocks society, he's kind and loving (still cares about Bosie even though it's obvious at times that Bosie doesn't deserve his kindness).

Jude Law as Lord Alfred "Bosie" Douglas, Wilde's lover. I must say that Bosie definitely reminds me of Dorian Gray because he's blond, beautiful, and selfish. He throws lots of temper tantrums and reminds me of a teenage boy trying in vain to rebel against his father, the Marquess of Queensbury (Wilde's enemy who plays a big part in his downfall). He does seem to care for/love Wilde, but is still selfish in that his first concern is himself.

Jennifer Ehle as Constance Wilde. You may know her as Elizabeth Bennet from the 1995 BBC version of Pride and Prejudice. Film Constance is quite intelligent and unconditionally supportive of Oscar Wilde.

3. Scene Recaps:

The film begins quite unusually in the Wild West (no greater contrast between the gritty Colorado mining town and the elegant parlors of London). Wilde makes his entrance in a fancy fur coat, dressed to kill. He successfully entertains the miners with a story about an artist.

Back to London; Wilde was in Colorado on his North American lecture tour. At a party he meets Constance and marries her "because all artists need an audience." Quite an interesting quote because there's this general conception that artists are isolated people who need to get away from society to produce their best works, when in actuality they need others to appreciate their works. Constance is a good match for Wilde because she's intelligent and constantly (coincides with the name) supports him even though he cheats on her with his gay buddies.

We are then treated to a lovely scene where he walks through a crowd of lawyers (marking him as a nonconformist).

Robbie Ross, one of Wilde's best friends, introduces him to gay sex.

“Dinner with lord and lady Asquith” = code language for a fling.

Then he meets John Gray, a handsome bohemian played by Ioan Gruffud, a pretty guy with long hair, and has another fling with him. Gray brings up the idea of art as a means of capturing the soul (inspiration for The Picture of Dorian Gray, which brings scandal to the Wilde family).

Oscar Wilde has 2 boys with Constance. He loves his family and cares about the wife but he’s always away in London working on his plays/stories or having flings with his gay buddies.

I really liked how the film used Oscar Wilde's children's story The Selfish Giant as a metaphor for his relationship with his family. His success isolates him from his family; he's often away and doesn't visit often, much like the giant hides behind a wall.

He meets Bosie at the premiere of the play Lady Windermere’s Fan (not historically accurate). Bosie says something smart to flatter Wilde, summing up what Wilde did in his work: using wit to mock and amuse people simultaneously.

Bosie is a beautiful, selfish rich boy and wants Wilde for his own entertainment. He has some affection for OW but loves himself first; Wilde's friends and Robbie Ross are concerned for him. Wilde and Bosie have a passionate, open relationship. At times Bosie has sex with other men while Wilde watches.

They dine together without a concern for others’ opinion (another of my favorite scenes from the movie).

Wilde genuinely loves Bosie and sees him as the victim of bad parenting (what a pity, since it's unclear at times whether Bosie loves Wilde).

Eventually because of his relationship with Bosie, Wilde makes a powerful enemy in Bosie's father, the Marquess of Queensbury. Queensbury attempts to insult Wilde several times before sending him a card accusing Wilde of being a sodomite. Wilde sues for libel and that precipitates his downfall, as all the details of his personal life are revealed.

In the trial, Wilde tries to explain "the love that has no name" and is convicted. Then follows a heartbreaking scene where he tries to maintain his composure while being haggled and booed at by spectators, while his friends can only watch in silence.

Bosie swears to Wilde that he loves him, but while Wilde languishes in jail, he complains that the imprisonment affects him most as he's suffering (what a selfish person).

I have ambivalent feelings about the “happy” ending where Oscar Wilde is reunited with Bosie. As much as I like happy endings in LGBTQ+ movies (because that doesn't often happen), Bosie clearly isn't a very good person and maybe would have been bored with Wilde and left him.

4. Some things not included in the movie:

The film doesn't include the fact that Oscar Wilde slept with teenage boys and male prostitutes. The flings seemed to be consensual but some of the sexual partners were underage.

Constance is advised to change her last name to save her social reputation, but the film doesn't show that she actually did (changed it to Holland).

The last part of the film (the trial to the ending) merely serves to remind us that Wilde was courageous for being a nonconformist in a stifling society. They don't really show what happens to Wilde after his imprisonment with the exception of the reunion with Bosie.

Conclusion:

Definitely watch this movie if you haven't already; it's an excellent introduction to Oscar Wilde, or if you're a Wilde fan, it will be great entertainment.

I was going to write some more intelligent things about this movie but I just started college and I didn't get around to finishing this little post until a few weeks after I watched the movie (so I've forgotten some stuff in it/my other thoughts about it).