#my mom at one point asked if they were related to ea

[howtotrainyouragents]

John Grisham Cinematic Universe

[icequeenbae]

Daddy’s Struggles (m) | BBH

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Dad!Baek, domestic au, established relationship (duh), a slice of life, fluff, a lil smutty(!)

Warnings: some friskiness between mom and dad if you know what I mean, mentions of teenagers watching porn (I’m not promoting it, you guys lol), also this gets fluffin’ sweet get a bucket in advance

Word Count: ~2.2k

Summary: Baekhyun overhears your teenage daughter watching porn. You have to handle a small crisis.

Event: the BBH day @supermwritersnet​

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Author’s Note: This… came out of nowhere:D I blame my dear beta @baekshoney​​ – we'd once discussed the idea of Baek being a teenager’s parent (in relation to a different story). Don’t we all love dilf Baek though? lol Anyways, this is a tiny glimpse into his future as a cute af father and husband <3 Let’s name him puppydad!Baek 😊 I hope this lifts your mood a little on a day like this!

On that note – happy birthday to our genius idol (aka mochi-cheeked hyperactive puppy), I wish that he stays healthy and happy and on the radar throughout the next 2 years (and forever)!! Don’t be too sad, guys, he’s hopefully going to finally lead a somewhat normal life for a bit 💞 Ok, I’ll let you get to it already~

A yawn.

You rubbed your tired eyes and dictated a reminder for tomorrow morning to your AI assistant. It was pretty late and you had your hands full all day with your kids. And while family time was always great, there hadn’t been a spare moment for you to tend to your own business. But two decades of dealing with your hyperactive yet loveable children (and husband) taught you to make the most out of what you got. So you were doing just that, organizing your errands and sorting important emails after everyone had scurried off to their rooms, and your husband — to the shower.

Baekhyun was quite exhausted himself, so you realized he must’ve gotten in the common bathroom by the time you exited the one in your bedroom. He did that sometimes when you locked the door out of habit. Not that he couldn’t come in, it was just… You used to scold him pretty badly for breaking into the bathroom. Picking locks wasn’t something you wanted your juniors to acquire as a habit. They had enough of their daddy’s traits as it was.

The thought made you chuckle. Your eldest son had already outgrown his father by at least five and a half – gotta be precise here! – centimeters (which made daddy very proud, but also a teeny tiny bit jealous). Despite his height, which, you were sure, was going to break the golden 180cm in the next few months, your boy’s build was exactly the same as Baekhyun’s. His shoulders were broad, his hips wide, and his waist was naturally narrow. Legs long and lean, and eyes always mischievous. He was eighteen and already seemed more like Baekhyun’s best friend rather than his child. Being both the hyung and the oppa of the household, he was the most mature out of the bunch, and always a big help to his parents.

Your middle child, your precious daughter, resembled you a lot. Her wavy hair and her big eyes with the longest eyelashes either of you’d ever witnessed. Seriously, that was the first thing Baekhyun’s friends had commented on when they came by to meet your new baby. ‘Is this even normal? Can she see through those? That’s one pretty baby!’ She was even prettier now, at her sweet sixteen, cheeks still a bit chubby, which – just as her button nose – were definitely an homage to her dad. Not to mention her hands that were even more delicate and exquisite than his.

The youngest, your six-year-old son, was a blessing. You weren’t planning to have more children after the first two until you suddenly thought… why not? Cannot say that you weren’t a little bit under the influence at the time. It was one of those rare weekends when your kids had a sleepover at their grandparents’, so you had the whole house to yourself. Deciding to have a domestic date and enjoy shameless daytime drinking, you indulged in a whole glass of wine before both of you were tipsy and giggling, then you added one more to the mix. At that point, all kinds of crazy things were brought up.

‘We should do this more often…’ You informed your partner. ‘This is exciting! We can walk around naked the way we used to before we had teenagers in the house!’

‘I miss our naked Saturdays…’ Baekhyun whined, almost spilling his wine while trying to sip it gracefully. ‘Now I barely even see you naked with your shower locking obsession!’

Pursing your lips, you dismissed his complaint.

‘After that incident… You cannot blame me for my caution.’

The incident was, well, your son needing to use the bathroom while his sister was taking too long and heading to the one in your bedroom. He nearly walked in on… an adult scene.

‘He didn’t even see anything, Y/N-ah,’ your husband grumbled, but you waved him off, downing your drink as if it was a shot of tequila rather than a glass of wine.

‘I don’t see a problem though,’ he blinked at you, not following. ‘We’re alone. Why not… See each other naked again?’

‘Right. We can also- Y/N-ah!’

‘What?’ You eyed his suddenly enthusiastic form with nothing but suspicion.

‘We can create a distraction!’

‘Hm?’

‘A distraction for them. So that they’d be busy with something else while we’re away.’

‘Hmm?’ You still couldn’t locate the source of his excitement.

‘Lemme show you,’ he slurred, tugging on your wrist to get you up and dragging you to the bedroom.

Let’s have another baby – that was his brilliant idea. Had you both not been such poor drinkers, one of you would’ve thought this through.

Nevertheless, you were glad that you didn’t. Because your little angel, who could sometimes be more of a tiny demon, to be frank, was the single sweetest thing to ever exist on planet Earth. He had his entire family wrapped around his little finger, and you – most of all. How could anyone blame you? That troublemaker was the spitting image of his dad and had a personality to match — just as playful and affectionate.

The chill spring breeze from the window licked at the bare skin of your arm, causing you to shiver slightly, coming back from the land of reminiscing. You stretched on the bed, noticing how protruding your nipples became from the cold even while hidden by the gentle fabric of your nightgown. Pulling the covers up, you grunted under your breath, wondering what was taking Baekhyun so long.

Just as you did, the door cracked open, and your husband sauntered into the room.

‘Ah finally, I thought I needed to go rescue you again,’ you chuckled.

That had happened before. He once used the common bathroom to shower before bed and ended up captured by your daughter, who was around six or seven at the time, in the hallway. She then demanded cuddles, knowing that her father was too weak to turn his precious girl down and send her back to bed. You found them both huddled up asleep on the couch, with your husband’s head tilted dangerously to the side. Terrible sleeping postures always had consequences, so you spared him the agony of the next morning, waking him up mercifully and helping to get your little girl to her bed. This was only one of many occasions – Baekhyun was a softie.

This time, however, he was a bit stupefied.

He didn’t react to your remark and seemed like he was going on autopilot when he came closer and sat on the bed.

You lifted the covers, inviting him to join you, and he followed your lead, still staring at the wall across the room.

‘Yeobo,’ you called, getting slightly alarmed. ‘Are you okay?’

He blinked, the stupor breaking, and looked at you with astounded eyes.

‘I- I think,’ he began, making you shift to face him properly. ‘I think I just overheard our daughter watching porn!’

His voice lowered to a whisper by the end of that sentence.

‘Oh my god,’ you whispered back. ‘How do you figure?’

‘I was walking down the hallway, and I thought I heard something from her room. I didn’t fully register what it was, but now that it processed… It was definitely porn!’

The signs of distress on his face almost caused you to break down in a fit of laughter. You held it in with all you got. Fathers and daughters, the eternal struggle.

‘First of all, ew. Aren’t you even a little bit ashamed to be eavesdropping on your kids like that?’ You didn’t let him protest. ‘Also, how do you even know it was porn, you know she sometimes mumbles and whimpers in her sleep. Like someone else we know…’

Giving him a pointed look, you leaned over his chest to turn the lights to the lowest mode, leaving the room dimly lit. It was always effective when you wanted to help him relax.

‘I wasn’t ea- And you think I can’t tell what porn sounds like? There are some generic… sounds. That give it away.’

‘When was the last time you watched it?’ You murmured, eyeing him curiously.

Of all people, you knew best how short his attention span was. Sometimes it could work to your advantage. Like right now, when you needed to de-escalate this before you could reason with him.

‘I- wh- I don’t know, probably when you were pregnant,’ he recalled. ‘The third one was somehow the toughest on me. You looked way too attractive for a heavily pregnant lady, let me tell you.’

‘Heavily pregnant??’ You scoffed, softening right after. ‘Well, you have a point, he was pretty huge. I swear, if he doesn’t grow up to be taller than Chanyeol, I’d be offended. That boy’s giant head prolonged my healing by at least a month.’

Baekhyun sighed and looked up at the ceiling, thinking back to that time.

‘He was the only one who caused you to tear, right?’

‘Yeah. Which is weird, considering that he was my third one. Ah well, I guess I’m not getting any younger…’

‘Aren’t you though? I’m constantly being asked about my pretty young wife,’ Baekhyun smiled at you charmingly. ‘And you only became prettier after the third pregnancy. I say it’s the hormones.’

Your cunning little plan was working. He was incredibly easy to distract.

‘Tell me the truth, was it the boobs? Or my butt? I did gain the most weight with the little daredevil, that’s for sure.’

‘It was all of you. You always looked so sexy when pregnant, I just wanted to have you all to myself,’ he cooed at you. ‘To feed you handpicked strawberries. And smother you with kisses. My beautiful young wife.’

At some point during this conversation, you shuffled closer to each other, now cuddled up snugly on the bed. Your finger slowly traced abstract patterns on his chest, happily exploiting the access to his skin where his pajama shirt was unbuttoned.

‘Ah, you’re just saying that to get under my nightgown,’ you batted your eyelashes at him, and he shook his head.

‘Maybe a little, but that’s true. And it’s not surprising that people are noticing – you are younger than me.’

‘A couple of years is nothing at our age,’ you murmured, bending your knee and moving your leg slightly up his to get cozy.

‘Well, you know what people say… Small kids make parents younger. Wanna have another one?’ He nudged you gently and laughed at the dirty look you gave him.

‘Yeobo- please don’t make jokes like this. I’d rather look for other elixirs of youth than go through that entire ordeal again.’

You knew that he was kidding, but the thought made you shiver.

‘I know, honey, I know. Like I said, you’re not in need of any elixirs.’

At this you relaxed, melting into his shoulder, and guiding his arm to wrap around you, warming your exposed shoulders.

‘Well, Mr Byun, same to you. Still as charming as two decades ago.’

‘Hey, I’d like to think that I’m more charming now. The experience and all.’

‘Who helped you gain all that experience though?’ You poked him lightly, and a low chesty laugh escaped his lips.

‘Of course, it was my one and only, my young, and beautiful, and smart and sexy little wife,’ he punctuated each compliment with a chaste kiss to your cheeks, nose, lips, and neck.

You squirmed in his arms.

‘Ah, you make a woman go mad,’ you purred into his lips mockingly.

He snickered softly, ready to lean in, but then stopped abruptly.

‘Wait a second- What about-’

‘Baekhyun…’ You murmured as he fussed on the bed.

‘I should probably go in there, and-’

‘And what? Embarrass your daughter?’ You held him down. ‘She’s sixteen, honey, it’s just the hormones. We’ve both been there. Let her be.’ You nuzzled his neck, pressing your lips to his sensitive skin lazily.

His mind was growing cloudy again since your hand was now caressing his inner thigh foxily. He’d probably realized what you were doing by now, but you were right, so he allowed you to sway him into giving the idea of an immediate intervention up.

‘Besides, I’m sure you wouldn’t be nearly as appalled if that was our eldest,’ you scoffed and added in an exaggerated tone. ‘Never took you for a sexist.’

‘But- he’s eighteen, and she- she’s my little girl…’ He mumbled in a small voice, hazed further by your not-so-subtle seduction. ‘I can’t let her- watch that-’

‘Don’t worry, yeobo,’ you whispered soothingly in his ear, slipping your hand into his loose pants. ‘I’ll talk to her tomorrow. Without you. No need to traumatize the poor girl, that’s how daddy issues develop.’

‘You should know,’ he bit back meekly, sighing when you finally wrapped your fingers around his semi-hard length.

‘The sass! It’s almost like you still got it, Mr Byun. Care to impress that young wife of yours?’

‘I sure will, you cunning woman,’ he growled playfully, completely giving in to it and attacking your laughing mouth as he lifted the covers over your head.

A/N: Thank you for reading! As usual, feel free to share your thoughts in the comments/ asks, and if you’re new – check out my Masterlist ^^

[theblackbirdsgemimagines]

Ramble away, cause I feel the twisted head rot, I kinda wanna see what you think about our bois. ~ a pocket sized dragon hops in excitement.

A POCKET SIZED DWAGOOOOOONNNN 😭���💞💞 That’s so BLESSED, and tysm omg, I’m very glad to just spill out my barking on every boy, bc yEAH THE BRAIN ROT SKDHAKDB

THE BRAIN ROT IS SO REAL LOL

Everything I breathe ends up relating to TWST in some way, like at this point just let me take my friends, cousins, and pets, and of course Lulu and Seb, and I will have 1. A Gottdamned Harem, 2. So Many Children, and 3. NEVER WANT TO LEAVE. Kwfhskdhjwek

Ok this is gonna be long bc I gotta cover all my boys, so rip lol.

Dorm Leads:

Riddle

GOD, my Fucking Baby, my CHILD, my SWEET BABY BOY, I’M 👁💧👄💧👁

I would die for him, beetch, he is PRECIOUS ♥️

He reminds me of how I feel Ciel would behave if S/O took the place as Sebastian’s contracee, too, so like 🥺 Lots of feels 😭

Is Son, I have adopted him now. If you mistreat him, don’t ever speak to me or my son ever again. I’ll FIGHT his MOM, don’t TEST me. I’m his new mom now. His BIRD mom. So proud of him, he’s like...one of the few that’s actually shown growth in canon after his overblot kshdkadjs

Leona

👁💧👄💧👁

.....I am a Mere Simp....

Ya’ll.... I swearh to ghOD I simped hard for Scar back when I was a wee thing, I did NOT expect to simp for him AGAIN LATER IN LIFE, what the FUCK aidhskdhskdj

Like shit bitch, damn, you may not be king of Afterglow honey, but you can be king of my heart if you wAnt to bb....

Leona: *smiles once, even if it’s smugly*

Me: *WEEPING* Look at hiiiiiiim!! My sunshine booooooy! 😭

Does this make me a furry

Probably

I am too Simp to Care Anymore

I HESITATED TO GET ATTACHED BC THIS BOY LOOKS LIKE A FUCKIN WOMANIZER IF I EVER SAW ONE, BUT HE DRINKS HIS RESPECT WOMEN JUICE EVERY SINGLE MORNING AND I WAS A GONNER SNDJAJDHSJ

FUCK

Call me a Herbivore again, bully me //SLAPPED

Azul

He secretly a lil shit sometimes, but tha’s ok, it’s mostly in a silly way, especially post overblot~ UvU

The sweetest bby everytime I read fanposts on him, like god, ah 💜💜💜 WHOMST COULD BULLY SUCH A CUTE CHUBBY OCTOBABY I’LL FIGHT ALL OF EM!! A sweetheart 10/10 would be his friend 💗 Not making contracts with him tho, lol

...ok maybe SOME after his overblot, but they’re able to be easily reversed now, so it’s way more chill andhsjdj

Kalim

FUCK!!!! F U C K!!!! BABYYYYYYY!!!! BABY!!!! I HAVE ADOPTED HIM IF YOU TOUCH HIM YOU D I E

He is literally so sweet, anytime anyone was like “you’re so nice it’s annoying” I WAS READY TO COME FLYING IN TO BITCH SLAP THEM LIKE AJDHSKDHSJ (even if I also loved them lol)

Like NO you are WRONG whfksjd

He has also grown so much, and I am proud ♥️🧡

Vil

Jesus Christ, canon Vil is Hurting Meeeeee ajdhskdhsj

My fave fanon Vil is the one that recognizes all different types of beauty, though~ uvu and is v encouraging to anyone that may be struggling with self hatred 💜

Canon: Vil is pretty~.

Me: Wow, wtf???? He IS so pretty... How rude I didn’t think you were serious! Wow him??? Pretty??? Wow??? Wow...

Idia

I’m not sure yet, as I haven’t seen him very often, but of the few times that I have: BIG same, huge mood, and Me FUCKING Too, goddamn akdhakdj

Idia is my Anxiety and Anime Nerd personified tbh lol

What Ortho is to him are what all my comfort characters are to me, honestly.

Like what would you like bby, you want that singing voice?? Ok here comes a synthesizer just special for you~. Ily, mwah~ u3u 💕

Malleus

HEAVY BREATHING

Ok maybe it’s just the lack of story/info out on him yet, but I don’t currently simp as hard for him compared to Leona, I’ll admit jajdkajd

BUT BOY HOWDEY DO I EVER STILL S I M P...

He Is Baby... And I Lob Him....

I am going to smooch those horns and forehead crown of beautiful scales 🖤🖤🖤 I am going to do it!!!! Here I go!!!

HE CAN HAVE ALL THE ICE CREAM AND TAMAGATCHI DATES HE WANTS I’M- 😭

This man is too precious for words, and I have so much childhood nostelgia to ‘enchanted’ woods, and being in the mountains, so he has Old Fae Friend vibes to me~🖤

DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON F-

Ngl I ship him and Leona a lil bit lol

No, not just bc that makes a poly with my two faves easier, but that is a bonus factor jadhajdj

Vice Dorm Heads:

Trey

Oh my god, the Daddy to my Mommy with all these newly adopted lil kids of ours, ya know??? What a wholesome sweetie and funny lil shit jahdksdh~

I love him, I would gladly make tarts with, AND for him 💚💚💚

The kind of boi who I’d ship HARD with anyone he started dating bc My God it would warm my heart So Much 💞💞

Ruggie (unofficial but may as well be at this point lol)

He took a while to grow on me kadhskdhsj

But I think he’d be a sweet, if a trouble-maker of a friend to have~.

Dank you for taking care of my sweet lion bby, honey, I’m sure Farrena is a sweetheart, but boi I hope he gets his shit together to fix up where Ruggie lives 😭

I think if I met his granny, I’d CRY jadhajsh 💗💗

Leech Twins (?)

Idk if they’re vice leaders, but who cares lol

THESE are the older Big Brothers in every sense of the word. (My canon ages most everyone up just a bit, save for Riddle, Ace, Deuce, Kalim, Jamil, Cheka, and anyone already 20+)

The ANNOYING older big brothers, lol.

The ones that hug you to death (Floyd), or use you for an arm rest (Jade), and specifically Do the thing you asked/told them NOT to Do.

This is fine with me tho, I’m an only child, please give me the experience of annoying older brothers lol 💙💚

Jamil

I used to hate you bby, I’m so sorry akdhskdhs

I’ve adopted him now, and I’m v proud he’s trying, but making clear what his boundaries are, and trying to come out of a shell he was made to be in for so long 😭

AND HIS DANCING IS SICK LIKE HONESTLY I’M SUCH A PROUD MOM 💗💗💗

Rook

God. FUCKING Rook, lol.

IDK IF I SHOULD TRUST YOU, but I also kinda wanna be your friend akdhakdjs

HE CONCERNS ME but he also seems nice and v sweet sometimes, lmao

Blz don’t stalk me tho 😬

STOP SHOOTING YOUR ARROWS AROUND SCHOOL YOU BLOODY HEATHEN FRENCH PRISS, YOU ARE GOING TO KILL SOMEONE

Also, if he DARES hunt cute animals around me, especially BIRDS, I am going to GRIP him jahdkahdsk

He’s like if Lord Druitt was a Little More Nice and a Little Bit Less Creepy ajdhak

Lilia:

GOD.

I LOVE THIS FUCKING GRANDPA.

I. FUCKING. LOVE. THIS FUCKING. GRANDPA.

I absolutely hc him as nonbinary w/masc pronouns, I absoLUTELY do.

I adore him, I love him, I haven’t gotten a squish (hardcore desire to be someone’s friend, lol) this hard for a character since AngelDust, I-

Pwease be nonbinary friends with me, Lilia 🥺

THE ONLY PERSON HERE SHORTER THAN ME, BUT I’LL TAKE IT AJDHAKDHJS

Anyone know Corpse and how he plays Among Us? That’s how I see Lilia playing his video games with friends and I JUST I JUST I J U S T

The Spencer to your Carly.

He and Crowley are free to compete as Dad with me too like honestly kshdkadjjs

He’ll always be granpa tho uvu 💚💖🖤

Extras:

Ace

God, the Fucking Annoying Middle Brother that pranks you ALL THE DAMN TIME, but I love him andhakdhsk

Deuce

THE BROTHER THAT WILL BEAT UP YOUR BULLIES 💙💙💙 SWEET BABY BOY

The Josh to Ace’s Drake. The Cody to Ace’s Zack. The Freddie to your Carly and Ace’s Sam.

If he and Ace started dating, tho, I would CRY.

But regardless who they end up dating, it’ll be slow burn friends to lovers, and literally the most adorable shit to watch EVER 💞💞💞😭

Cater

Seems Like A Womanizer But Actually Drinks His Reapect Women Juice And We Stan That 🧡

Can always count on him to help tou get the best Magicram shots, bless you Cater 🧡🧡

Also rly wanna be his friend, ngl 😭 Even IF he pranks me a lot kadhakdhsj

Jack:

H E AV Y BR EA T H IN G

Ngl my feelings for him are in the air IDK IF I WANNA SMOOCH OR NOT YET I JUST KNOW I LOB HIM HE GOODEST BESTEST BOY 💛💛💛😭

If all three Savannaclaw bois got in a cuddle pile with me, I would Not Be Mad

How can I give this boy love, tell me and I will Do It

Gift him all the cacti’s he WANTS💛

God he drinks that respecc women juice bright and early on his run every morning, you KNOW he does 💛💛💛

I wawnt to pet his ears an tail an fwuffy wolf form 😭

I WAWNT TO SEE THE BOY SMILE AND BE HAPPY 💞💞💞

Sebek

CHILL CHILL CHILL CHILL CH-

He is a v devoted guard tho, we love to see it UvU

I don’t have more info on him hekdhskdj but his fanmade content seems v v sweet~ 💚

Silver

HE ATTRACTS BIRDS AND I CRY ABOUT IT PLEASE BE MY FRIEND AND TEACH ME HOW 🥺🥺🥺

Him being raised by Lilia and Malleus literally gives me so much Fucking Seratonin....... God 💞💕💗💗💞💞💗💗💕💞

Ortho

IS BABY????? IS BABY!!!!!! I’M LOVE HIM I’M ADOPTING HIM IS BABYYYYYYY 💙💙💙💙💙

Cheka:

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

He is so FUCKING CUTE what the FUCK!

Leonaaaaaaa... 🥺 Your NEPHEWWWWW 😭

I might steal him from Farrena tbh, lIKE MY CHILD NOW~ 🧡🧡

I just sob and hug him every time I see him honestly 😭

Teachers:

Dire Crowley

Ohhhhhh god oh god oh god

Be my dad. Please. Be my dad. PLEASE be my dad. Ya’ll think I’m joking, I’m not. Please adopt me. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

This man as a father gives me so much dopamine and oxytocin and seratonin??? I have been weeping for WEEKS, please adopt me, Sir

Fathers with zero braincells being wrapped around a daughter’s little finger makes me so weak, and I am just here with Daddy Issues like ajdhakdhsj BLEASE ADOPT ME MISTER BIRD MAN

Crewel

Ew.

Forgive me, I haven’t seen much content with him in it/that could be considered wholesome, bUT JADHWKDJSJ

UncoMFORTABLE

Please keep the kink talk out of the classroom, S I R

Call me puppy one more time, see what happens, I’m not scared to fight a teacher akdhakdhsj

Trein

The Dad Figure that tries to be the stern part to Crowley’s blumbering kahdkqrhsjdj

Don’t feel as much attachment to him emotionally, but I like him~

Just let me pet your cat sometimes and give you holiday presents, and we’re cool~ ♥️

Vargas

Found the womanizer //SMACKED

And of course, I can’t forget Grim~!

He’s grown on me, and if anything happens to him I will kill everyone in the room, and then myself 😭

I will pet and snuggle and hold him all he wants and feed him all the tuna his heart desires uvu 💙

[misssunflowersandsangria]

Stars and Sand

Shikamaru stood up, twisting at the waist to stretch. He’d been sitting for far too long pouring over paperwork and translating scrolls. His blonde partner took off her glasses rubbing at her eyes.

“I think we should probably call it a night and pick it up tomorrow.” He recommended and she nodded beginning to gather her things. They’d worked together for a while now but he felt as though he knew very little about her. At first, she was so skittish and seemed scared of him. Thankfully she’d calmed down and they worked well together. She didn’t force him to talk more than necessary, she was smart and a hard worker.

“Wanna get a bite to eat?” He asked trying to remember if he ate lunch or not but remembered that Temari had stormed in with her usual fanfare and handed him his packed lunch that he’d forgotten to grab.

Shiho looked surprised by the invitation her face flushing bright red.

“Temari wouldn’t mind?”

“Why would she mind?”

Shiho still looked unsure but nodded “Uh… yes, I would like that.”

“I’ll see you at the front in 5 minutes.”

“Okay!” She replied excitedly clumsily toppling a tower of books in her excitement.

“I’ll get that tomorrow!”

He just chuckled and shook his head. Women were weird and despite being older he still didn’t quite understand them.

He made his way down the hall hearing the familiar sounds of a storm brewing. He stood in the doorway watching as he liked to call her his “Hericane” berated a Chunin about his lack of motivation, initiative and worried for the future of the Leaf if he was truly the best they had to offer.

“Come on Mari lay off the kid.” She turned those stormy eyes towards him and while still frightening didn’t fill him with the same dread as they once had.

“Lay off?” She asked confused by the statement. Shikamaru couldn’t help but love the cute look of confusion on her face. The Chunin was smart enough to take this opportunity to jump out of harm's way through the window.

He just chuckled at the incredulous look on her face as she mumbled ‘soft’ under her breath.

“Anyways Shiho and I are going to get something to eat. Wanna come?” She stood there in stunned silence and he feared that he had invited the storm into the tiny office.

“You and Shiho are going to go get something to eat tonight?”

“Yes…” He wondered why she was repeating his previous statement.

“She seems like a nice girl. We’ve worked together but I haven’t gotten to know her, I figured that this would be a chance to. You heard my mom the other night, all that nonsense about settling down, hopefully, this will get her off my back if she sees I’m trying to meet people. Besides I’ve told you all about my goals for the future feels like she’d fit into that role nicely.” He explained half-jokingly hoping it would help the confusion.

Temari shut her eyes and shook her head. “I’ll pass. Have a nice dinner.”

With no other explanation, she began to organize and sort her work grabbing her bag to make her exit. He wasn’t quite sure why but there was a weird feeling in the air. He grabbed her arm before she could leave. “I’ll see you at home okay?”

She refused to meet his gaze. “Yea, okay.” He watched her rush down the hall part of him wanting to run after her and ask what was wrong. He knew that she would only berate him for worrying so instead he watched her walk away.

Once some time had passed he made his way towards the entrance to meet Shiho she greeted him with a bright smile and they fell into step with one another.

“Where should we go?”

“I’m okay with anything, you pick.” That was odd. The women in his life, his mom, Ino, Temari, they typically told him where to go and he just fell in line.

“Ramen?” It seemed like a safe enough choice.

“Sure!” They walked to Ichiraku in silence and while he preferred that to idle chit chat it felt awkward and uncomfortable. Temari by this point would have told him all about the level of incompetence and idiots that she had to deal with during the day. He’d tell her that she was too hard on them and she’d call him weak. Then they would trade verbal barbs with one another before falling into a fit of laughter followed by companionable silence. It was routine, familiar and he enjoyed it.

He knew that Shiho was more subdued and quiet by nature but it almost seemed as though she was worried to say anything to avoid making him upset. She opened up a little more at the ramen shop and she told him about her history and experience. She was intelligent and excelled at what she did but she seemed very insecure and unsure about herself. She didn’t flaunt her skills or accolades more than necessary often minimizing what she did. She didn’t make fun of him or criticize anything he told her even if he probably deserved it. She was to the core a very kind, agreeable woman and it left him a little on edge.

Was this what it was like to have a woman in your life who was kind and supportive? Temari, of course, showed that she cared in her own violent/ aggressive way. Shiho though, in what little encounters they had placed him on a pedestal and it seemed in her eyes he could do no wrong. She was overly complimentary over the littlest things. He’d imagined that this was what he wanted for himself versus the constant nagging but this was even more uncomfortable. She would never push him to do more, to strive for greatness. Waving off her compliments was more exhausting than having Temari nag him for being lazy, although she did that far less now.

 They were sitting on the roof of the Nara home star gazing.

“You’ve grown up Shika.” He grinned looking towards Temari where she was sitting up looking at the sky.

“You think so?”

“Yes, you’ve become the Shinobi and person that I always knew you could be even while you were crying in that hospital waiting room.”

That compliment coming from her was paramount and filled him with an immense sense of pride.

“Thank you, Mari.” She nodded knowing that they needed very few words between them. She laid down next to him settling against his chest, his arm wrapping around her in familiarity fitting perfectly against him.

“Tell me about the constellations again.” He requested shutting his eyes. She’d told him all about her enjoyment of stargazing back in Suna and he found that he enjoyed it just as much as cloud watching. He smiled to himself, her warm familiar voice telling him stories about the stars.

Temari looked up feeling his breath steady and realizing that he’d fallen asleep. She smiled and kissed his cheek softly loving the look of peace and contentment on his face.

“I love you.” She whispered her confession to the stars.

 Shikamaru walked Shiho home staring up at the stars before making his way back towards the Nara compound carrying some take out for Temari. He figured that she probably ate or his mother made her something, still though he figured that she would appreciate the gesture and he kind of missed her. Hopefully, she’d be up for a game of Shogi before bed.

“What the hell did you do?” He was surprised to see Yoshino standing at the doorway fuming.

“What do you mean?”

“Temari left, she packed up her room and left.”

It took him a moment before his voice returned.

“Left?”

“Yes, as in she’s gone.”

“Where did she go?”

She sighed frustrated. “I don’t know, that’s why I am asking you. What did you do?”

“Nothing, I saw her after work, I asked her if she wanted to get something to eat with me and Shiho and she said no. I told her I'd see her here.” He stared at the empty room that was devoid of anything related to the Sand Kunoichi.

Yoshino rubbed her temples fighting the urge to smack the stupid out of her son.

“You asked her if she wanted to get something to eat with you and another girl tonight?”

“Yes.”

Yoshino stared at him with wide eyes. “Are you stupid?”

“What?”

“Oh my goodness. The regaled strategist of the great shinobi war knows nothing about women.” She cried, throwing her hands into the air.

“What are you going on about? You told me to start getting serious about settling down and finding a wife and I told her that. I figured that this is a step in the right direction.”

“I meant that in regards to Temari!”

“Temari?”

“Yes! Are you that dense? I won’t accept this Shiho woman or another woman as the future matriarch of the Nara clan.”

“But you’ll accept Temari?”

“Of course. I thought that this was what you were working towards as well.”

“What do you mean?”

“You spend all your free time together on top of work. She stays here during the weekends, she’s worked with me on top-secret Nara research, she’s met almost 90% of the clan. You gave her access to the clan forest. I mean she wears your old clan shirts to bed. I assumed that you’ve been grooming her to fit into that role.”

“No...no that wasn’t what I was doing ...at least not intentionally.”

“Did you honestly forget that you two had plans tonight? She was so excited about it too.”

 “Next Friday night okay? Don’t forget.” Temari reminded him pushing a finger forcefully against his chest.

He just waved off her concerns. “I won’t forget. Besides Fridays are and have been our nights why would I forget all of a sudden?”

She worried her bottom lip unsure but nodded. “Just wanted to make sure. Don’t disappoint me.” She demanded leveling him with a look.

“Troublesome woman. I won’t, come on lay down and relax, will you. I need to sleep.” She sighed but returned to her spot next to him and his arms wrapped comfortably around her. His face resting against the back of her neck inhaling the familiar scent. And he felt himself relax into the bed her presence in his arms grounding him. She had immediately sunk into his touch and settled feeling safe and at peace.

“Good night Mari.”

“Good night Shika."

 Shikamaru felt himself pale at the memory. How could he have forgotten?

“You need to figure this out. Do you like this Shiho girl?”

He shrugged trying to process all this information. “I mean...she’s fine. She’s nice, pretty enough I guess. She doesn’t nag me like the two of you do. Life with her would be easy.”

“As opposed to being with Temari?”

“There is no with Temari.”

Yoshino sighed and shook her head. “Then it’s settled.” She turned away from him frustrated and disappointed.

It was one dinner it wasn’t as though he was planning on proposing to Shiho. He knew that she had a crush on him, it was pretty obvious and he hoped that she didn’t think that it was anything more than a friendly dinner. Even more so he hoped that Temari didn’t think that it was any more than a friendly dinner.

He laid down on the bed her sheets still smelling like the wind and the rain remembering how wonderful and familiar it was now to wake up with her next to him. Life with Temari wouldn’t be easy she would nag him, force him to stop sleeping in and work. They would stay up late at night playing shogi because she was stubborn and wouldn’t admit defeat. They would spend afternoons cloud watching and nights stargazing. She would be difficult and demanding and they would probably argue a lot, but even so, he knew that he would be happy with her. She’d push him to be better than he thought he could be. She would help him achieve goals and dreams beyond anything he could have imagined alone. They would laugh and cry together and experience all the joys and tragedies life had to offer. They would be very happy together.

He thought about his life with Shiho, he was sure that they could also have a pretty happy life together as well. She would probably do anything that he asked. She’d never expect more out of him. He wondered whether she’d cloud watch with him. She mentioned that she was allergic to grass so that might not work out. She was kind and smart so Shogi could still be fun with her. Like he’d told his mother, life together would be easy, they’d have two kids, he’d retire once his daughter married and his son became a fine Shinobi and he’d die before her. He could be as simple and as lazy as he wanted to be. Shiho fit into his original plans perfectly and yet it left him feeling sad and unfulfilled. He thought he wanted easy, he thrived in that and yet the idea of hurricanes and winds made him so much happier. So he decided to chase those storms.

 Temari wasn’t surprised when he showed up at her place. She was sure that his mother when she found her room abandoned had become upset and demanded he find her. She needed to take her key back.

“Why did you leave?”

She shrugged refusing to look him in the eye. “I didn’t think it was appropriate for me to stay there. Please tell your mom that I appreciate her hospitality. Here are all your clan things. It wouldn’t be right for me to keep any of it.” She handed him a box that had all her Nara clan paraphernalia. Shirts, a stuffed deer, a necklace. They’d even gifted her a fan with the clan symbol emblazoned on it. It hurt packing those things as she not only lost him but an entire family that she had grown to love and care for. She’d selfishly kept a deer looking onesie that an older clan woman had given her as a joke.

Shikamaru rubbed the back of his neck frustrated. “Temari, please, what’s going on.”

“You made your choice Shika and it’s not me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Shiho, she’s what you want isn’t she, she’s the perfect person to fit into the future you imagined as you said. I’m messy, demanding and stubborn. I’ll make life much more difficult for you. All I’ve ever wanted for you was to just be happy. For a while, I thought that I could do that but you don’t want happy, you want easy and that’s not who I am and I’ll never be that person. I was going to tell you tonight to see if maybe we could be something more. Foolish right?“ She very lightly kissed him just wanting to see what it would be like but she felt her heartbreak at the gentle touch. Shikamaru wasn’t hers and he never would be. For as much as she wanted to be his, he’d told her time again his dreams for the future and she didn’t fit into those plans. It was time to accept it.

“I have to thank you though. The last few months with you have been some of the best I've ever had. Being part of the Clan, having Yoshino nag and coddle me like I was her daughter. Having you sitting across the dinner table, then lying together watching the stars. Waking up next to each other. It was almost like I was the person you’d dreamed of and that I fit into the future that you’d imagined. I was just kidding myself and seeing something that wasn’t there. Shika, be happy, live your life to the fullest and live it out as the very person I know that you are.” The tears in her eyes made them glitter and his heart was breaking in his chest. How could he have messed this up so badly? He felt like she was slipping through his fingers like sand.

“You’re right. You’re nothing that I ever wanted for myself. But that was when I was younger and didn’t know what I wanted in life. I wanted simple and easy but now it’s changed. I want you and whatever that means.” He felt desperate, like trying to hold onto the wind in his hands.

She just shook her head stepping away from him refusing to believe that his mind could change so easily. He was a planner and strategist at heart. He didn’t just make decisions following a whim. “You can’t mean that.”

“I do. Mari, you’re right the last few months, well if it's any indication of what our life might be then I want that, it’s been so easy. I want to wake up next to you before the madness of the morning begins and we’re trying to eat breakfast and get our kid dressed so that he can get to school but he’s just like me so he’ll be slow and lazy about it. I want to cloud watch with you then stargaze. I want to argue and fight even if it's just to make up after. I want all this because it’s with you and in the end, you are everything I want. Even when I didn’t realize it, I was trying to make this feel like home. To make it so wonderful and complete that you’d never want to leave.” He used his thumb to brush a stray tear away swearing that she would never cry because of him again.

“I fell in love with this place in the same way I fell in love with you. You became home to me. And this afternoon I felt like I was seeing it all being taken away from me. Shika you have to be sure. Not even just a few hours ago you were out with her to see if you could settle down with her. I won’t be a second choice or have you accept me because that’s what your clan and your mom wants. I chose you a long time ago but I don’t think that you felt that way about me despite all the things we’ve been through and how much closer we’ve become. I’ve just been a troublesome woman in your eyes.” He didn’t like seeing her so insecure and unsure. He knew that he had messed up and how much it affected her was jarring.

He gathered her into his arms clutching her against his chest. Her hands went to latch onto his vest holding onto him tightly, grounding herself, trying to prevent more tears from falling. Maybe if she held onto him tight enough she’d never have to let him go.

“I was looking for the easy way out. I never let myself dream that you could be mine so I pushed away any thoughts and hopes of a future together. Mari, I’m so sorry. Of course, I want and choose you. You’re the only one. My goals and dreams for myself are so small but with you they’re limitless. You make me feel like I can accomplish anything. In the best versions of my future and myself, you are there. The only thing that was troublesome about you was my feelings for you and not being able to do anything about them. I just...I didn’t realize that you felt the same. I figured that one day you’d realize that you were wasting your time with me here and you’d go back to Suna and marry some rich, powerful Lord that was worthy of you. You’re an actual Princess. All I have is my heart, some deer, and a nagging mom, I don’t know if that’s enough for you.”

“It always has been.” She kissed him fiercely, possessively and with all the love she had for him and to her delight he responded just as fiercely. She could feel the weight of his words in his kiss and that he was finally allowing himself to hold onto something that he’d believed for so long was out of his reach.

He kissed her along the shell of her ear sending delightful shivers down her spine. “I love you, Mari, I have for a long time and I’m sorry that I didn’t realize it sooner.”

“Even your feelings are lazy.” She teased him before kissing him once again softly. She knew that this was going to be something that she’d never get tired of doing.

“I love you too Shika.”

 “So what did you have planned for us tonight?” He asked after they’d spend a good amount of the night sharing lazy loving kisses.

“It was stupid.”

“Hey, I’m sorry I forgot. Nothing you do is stupid. Please?”

Temari paused and thought to herself before nodding. “Okay, when we get there you can decide what to do. Follow me.” He watched her grab a small bag tucking it into her waist before following her out. They ran to the very edge of the Nara clan forest to the top of the hill where they’d often spend their nights stargazing. They’d long claimed it as their spot.

He watched her carefully as she pulled from the small pouch two vials of sand and a necklace with a large silver ring. She handed him the vial with the Nara clan symbol on it. “It’s something of a tradition in Suna. Almost like a pre-engagement kind of ceremony.” The ring of the necklace opened and she carefully poured sand from her vial that had the symbol of the Kazekage family into it.

“It’s a smaller sand ceremony. I brought sand from Suna and took sand from the Nara clan forest and we are supposed to combine them, symbolizing the bringing together of two lives into one. The two sands combined symbolize everything that we have been or will become in the future.” He nodded in awe of the meaning.

Temari took his hand into hers pausing his movement. “Shika, it’s a real promise and this means a lot to me. Don’t force yourself into it.” He hated that she still seemed unsure about his feelings and hoped that he could prove it to her.

“I already told you tonight I’m committed to you and me and whatever this will become in the future. I’m never letting you go. I love you.” He poured his own sand into the necklace and in doing so, her eyes filled with tears. She then closed it and placed it around his neck.

She held onto the pendant and looked up meeting his soft deer-like eyes that she’d fallen so in love with. She whispered a few words in what he recognized as an old Suna language out loud.

“Just as these grains of sand can never be separated, we pray today that our lives together would be blended like the winds and may our love swirl around each other like the prevailing winds.” She repeated softly so he could understand, his own eyes filling with tears her forehead resting against his.  

“You carry the weight of our family and the relationship with you. When we’re married you and me along with representatives from our family will combine sand in a show of unity, some of that sand will be placed in my ring completing the ceremony and cementing our bond.” 

He pulled her into a kiss holding her tightly against him the weight of the necklace present against his chest, its meaning heavy on his heart. He couldn’t believe that he almost missed this.

“I love you so much.” He didn’t know if those words could adequately describe how much he truly loved and cared for her.

“I love you too.”

 They eventually made their way back to the Nara manor and Yoshino apologized profusely for her son's idiocy. But her happiness at Temari being back home won out.

Shikamaru traced the Nara clan symbol over Temari’s heart as they laid down to sleep. He’d had a shirt made specifically for her a while back and it always filled him with a strong sense of pride to see her outfitted in his clan's clothing. She smiled sweetly at him her hand lacing with his.

“Mari..” He whispered into the dark almost in disbelief that she was there and his. But she had always been there, like a shadow. She kissed him softly and slowly pressing her weight against him as though she knew what he was thinking. Promising that she’d always be there. The sand ceremony was a very old tradition and completing it with someone was a very real and serious commitment. They were promising to build a life and family together. She had decided that night under the stars when she’d confessed to the universe how she felt about him, a life together was all she wanted. She felt that he shared that dream too but like so many other things she’d have to push him along to realizing it.

 They cleared the air with Shiho. Temari had no reason to hate the girl and bore no ill will towards her. Shiho explained that she’d seen Shikamaru as a friend for a while and it was obvious to everyone that Temari had his heart. They were actually both thankful to Shiho because she served as a catalyst to reach this point.

 Temari lifted Shikamaru’s hand in hers to trace the outlines of the constellations. They seemed so much brighter here in Suna than they were back in Konoha. The vast desert sky laid out before them. After everything that happened, they both wanted some time to themselves and planned a trip out to a hot spring before going to Suna. This was so that he could tell her brothers that he was formally courting their sister. She deemed it unnecessary but appreciated his willingness. When Gaara and Kankuro had seen his necklace though they knew that it was beyond something so simple.

Shikamaru laced her fingers with his to bring her hand down to place a kiss on it. Soon enough he knew she’d be wearing his ring on that hand and it only filled him with a sense of joy, happy that he was finally holding the wind in his hands.

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[serynuh]

i never know how to make my intros sound Cool™ and With the Times™, so i’m just gonna throw my name out there — it’s dri (she/her) !! — and Never Stop Talking. i’m eighteen, pst, and running on... not very many hours of sleep, so please excuse me if i seem all over the place. midterm season is here and it’s ready to Kick My Ass !!! anyway, here’s the lowdown on my girl seryna aka phantasm !! ( tw: death, murder )

°✧｡ [ BAE SUZY, SHE/HER ] it’s been two years since PHANTASM joined velia from NEVADA, USA. apparently their name is SERYNA KWON. they’ve been fighting as a SOLO member for a while now. didn’t people say they WERE a beta tester? i heard they turned TWENTY-TWO this year. let’s hope they make it out alive.

before velia:

seryna grew up in san diego, california, but she moved to nevada a few months after graduating from university (marketing with a minor in graphic design) for a job opportunity.

she had always been into video games as a young girl, but she gravitated toward dating sim-type games. she loved the ea imagine games (makeup artist was her favorite).

as she grew up, she continued to harbor a preference for games that had a romantic aspect to them, but her best friend, evelyn, took to mmorpgs and competitive gaming.

seryna being an only child, evelyn was the closest thing she had to a sister. she might as well have been a part of her family, seeing how often she was at their house. she had a helicopter mom, and seryna took any opportunity to feel less suffocated by her. it helped that her parents liked evelyn’s family.

the two of them shared a gaming channel on youtube since they were seventeen (if u kno geekremix, that’s basically how their channel would be like), and it had a fair amount of attention with a few hundred thousand subs. evelyn would stream on twitch as well, but their youtube channel was seryna’s baby, and she put a lot of energy and devotion into it.

seryna knew that evelyn was more popular among the two, but she tried to suppress any envious feelings she had.

she ended up becoming a beta tester mainly through evelyn’s influence. the only exposure she had to mmos was watching evelyn play, but the prospect of vr seemed to get her off the fence because it seemed innovative and interesting.

inside velia:

it’s safe to say that once they put on their headsets in the beta, she was Sold, so naturally, she came back for the full release.

and oddly enough, it seemed that she was waaaay more invested in the game than evelyn was. she wanted to know all the ins and outs of the game, try out all the items she could get her hands on. her enthusiasm was unbounding.

she and evelyn formed a small guild (wayfarers of polaris) with a guy and a girl that they knew from the gaming community. they weren’t beta testers, so seryna and evelyn served as guides to them at the start of the game, and seryna was their guild master.

being guild master was monumental for seryna because there was finally something she was better than evelyn at, even though it was in a game.

they made great progress and seemed to be leveling up well, not too far behind the front lines but also trying not to draw too much attention to themselves. however, on a fateful night toward the end of their first year in the game, seryna left them to buy food and items in celebration of defeating a monster. when she got back, though, no one was to be found, for they were eliminated (by a circus player, i’m thinking).

she feels guilty for what happened and truly believes that it’s her fault that they died. if she had been there, maybe they could have stood a chance.

also somewhat deluded into the idea that they’re not actually dead in real life despite all the proof that they are.

this event became a turning point for seryna. their eliminations sent her on a rampage. she wanted to know who killed her guild members, and she wanted nothing but vengeance. adrenaline high with anger, she encountered a male who made a joke about a “tough battle” (implying that players were lost). seryna took this as a threat, and she accused him of being the culprit. long story short, she eliminated him without hesitation, despite the fact that he was innocent. she wanted answers and her instinct settled on whatever lie she could tell herself.

she had never killed another player in the game, so just imagine her dropping her staff and staring at her hands after doing so, then bursting into tears. 

seryna is a mage and a really good one at that. direct combat... not so much, but she’s looking to improve for her own sake.

from then until now, she’s just doing whatever it takes to survive. she wants to survive, to get out of this game, and to see her friends again because of her belief that they’re not dead and the game master is lying to them. another part of her, however, doesn’t want to leave in fear of confronting the truth of the matter, which is that they’re gone for good.

so she’s strayed from the front lines, which halted her leveling progress. she also left the guild’s headquarters because all it does is remind her of her guilt, and the memory itself is a big enough burden to carry.

she’s fearful of joining another guild due to her guilt -- she’d rather be eliminated on her own than under someone else’s command -- and has trouble thinking about the concept of potentially replacing her lost friends.

since becoming a solo player, she spends a lot of time level grinding in lower-level areas. honestly, it’s turned into a form of stress relief.

the only people that really called her by real name were her irl friends. everyone else knows her as phantasm.

she’s got this thing going with a black hooded cloak. makes her feel cool and mysterious.

personality:

naturally creative, caring, and compassionate, which honestly showed up more evidently in real life, but she’s does little things here and there in game that make u go uwu owo u feel??

acts on instinct; she rly trusts her gut feeling

never apologizes first

earlier on in the game, she was quite willing to help out new players who hadn’t beta tested velia. she’s pretty generous, but after the Incident, she’s starting to look at people asking for help with caution

short-tempered. that’s all i gotta say about that.

i haven’t done any personality tests for her yet because she’s a new muse, but i’m feeling like she’s somewhere on the introvert side when it comes to myers-briggs and probably a chaotic/true neutral

after losing her guild, she became distrustful and aggressive, but it’s in her character to look for the good in people which makes her conflicted about her own actions

she’s a fake tsundere??? she can get attached to people suuuper easily, but she pulls tsundere antics because shes angery reax only

she just has to warm up to people because she’s a smol angery KDJLFHSK she gets so heated sometimes??? like, put her in a fridge... damn...

hot tip: don’t make a joke when she’s angry because u will end up like the guy she accused of eliminating her entire team

potential connections:

these are honestly just starting points we can build off of, and they can go anywhere tbh. i’m also chill with no established connections and working off of chemistry!

your character was a circus member that attacked and eliminated seryna’s guild. she clearly doesn’t know it’s them, but she has her suspicions about the circus’ involvement.

seryna met your character in the beta

seryna met your character at the start of the game, either before or after they found out they were trapped inside

your character has a relation with the guy seryna accused for attacking her guild. they could be thankful for her doing so for whatever reason, seek vengeance, or anything, really! it’s up to u!

they knew each other in the real world, whether it be online or in real life

your character is a solo player she partied up with before (she avoids partying up with the same person twice due to trust/abandonment issues but who knows)

someone give me angst  

+more

[scartale-an-undertale-au]

Papers of Homelessness - Chapter 25

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BEFORE | NEXT

a/n: so sorry for not posting the chapter earlier. but i didn’t know i would not return home on sunday for my appointment, so i didn’t put the chapter on queue. well, so here it is. three days late.

You three finally calmed down enough to sit down for a meal of… instant ramen. Your eye twitched when you saw the amounts of boxes of instant noodles that the house had and had then realized that the reason why both Papyrus and Undyne suck at cooking was this.

You sighed and asked Alphys for the pantry or the vegetables. The blonde nodded and gestured for the fridge, explaining that Undyne bought those for her cooking lessons.

Yeah, no. Undyne wasn’t getting anywhere near vegetables. She doesn’t deserve to.

Well, time to cook for crazy people once more.

Fun…

You concluded from the tomatoes and garlic that Undyne had tried to make something… with tomatoes and garlic. Honestly, with Undyne, who knows?

So you took the noodles and quickly made a proper sauce, disheartened that there wasn’t anything more to use.

At least there was salt…

You felt insulted.

The two, when trying the noodles at first with skeptic expression, grew sparkly eyed and devoured the rest of the food. You sat there, grimacing at the slightly runny consistency with the noodles, but grinned amusingly as you heard their exclaims. It’s almost like they had never had a proper meal.

“You are telling me you never learned how to properly cook?” You raised a brow at the two.

Undyne turned red in indignation. “I do know how to cook, punk!”

Alphys nodded.

You snorted. “Explain it to my destroyed taste buds. I think I needed an extra shift just to get the taste out of my mouth.”

Undyne bristled and you quirked up a brow. “You do realize that I hate lying, right?”

Alphys placed a hand on her companion’s shoulder. “L-let’s not s-start fighting. H-he means well.”

Undyne glared at you and you glared back. After a long moment, she relented and went back to her food. You smirked in triumph and pushed away your plate, unable to stomach the food anymore, folding your arms.

Payback was sweet.

Soon the plates were thrown to the sink and you quickly washed them as a polite gratitude for using the place (your mom did teach you manners). Then Undyne, having fortunately forgotten the previous fight, dragged you back to the living room, where the couch was moved while you washed the dishes and several blankets in different colors were thrown on the floor. Alphys was sprawled over a giant puffy pink pillow, her chubby legs moving in a very anime-like manner.

You were starting to feel that you got dragged into something very… bad. You looked at the clock on top of the TV, seeing that it was already past eight. You should really get going—gah!

“Come on, stop running away!” Undyne’s big hand clasped over your shoulder and you sweatdropped. “We’re not that terrible!”

“I agree!” Alphys piped from her position. You sighed and made a mental note to avoid meeting those two ever again. Your social tolerance was dropping rapidly, nearing dangerous lows.

You three sat on the floor and you picked a green blanket, covering yourself with it, hoping it would defend you from the insanity of those two women.

“So now for the best part of sleepovers!” Undyne exclaimed and you did a take back, eyes widening to painful levels.

“Excuse me!?”

The bigger woman blinked and stared at you confusingly with her fist still in the air. “What?”

“Since when was this a sleepover?” You demanded. “I do have to go home at one point. Plus, I did not even agree to sleep here!”

The two women exchanged looks and then begun to laugh. You frowned, not happy with the laughter on your expense.

“Well, seems that we’ll have to start with the classics!” Undyne grinned mischievously and Alphys’ eyes sparkled.

That was no good. And you didn’t even agree!

“What… classics?” You dared to ask.

“Glad you asked! 20 questions or truth or dare!”

“What’s the point?”

“It’s… it’s to learn more about ea-each o-other…” Alphys explained and you mulled over the information before shrugging. If you’re stuck here, might as well learn something.

“Alright then. I guess I’ll go with the 20 questions. So what do you need to do?” The women suddenly wore matching grins and you shuddered.

You made a bad choice.

Alphys’ glasses gleamed as she rubbed her hands. “So, first question – full name and age.”

You raised a brow at the odd question. Well, it does seem like information gathering game. “Chara Dreemurr, twenty-one. You?”

“Alphys Eld, twenty-three.”

“Undyne Burna Eld, twenty-four.”

“You’re related?”

Undyne grinned. “That’s your second question?”

You nodded. The redhead laughed and hugged her companion and nuzzled the blond hair. “Nah, I just took Al’s name because we’re engaged!”

…

Wait, what?

You frowned in surprise. Two girls… they were both girls if you weren’t blind, engaged? That sounded just plain weird…

But to honest, you couldn’t say anything since you yourself are weird… psychopathic weird, or whatever the psychologist had called your abnormal behavior… something about obsession or compulsion… whatever. It still meant that you were in no place to judge.

You then noticed that the two were holding their breaths. You blinked yourself out of your stupor and shrugged. “Not my place to say anything. As long as you don’t ask me for advice.”

The two relaxed and smiled. Then Alphys asked. “Do you have anyone special to you?”

You hated your face. Undyne cheered while Alphys sulked and fished out a small paper and gave it to the redhead, her face bright red as well. Undyne cackled as she pocketed the paper.

“Do I want to know?”

“Nope!” Undyne happily said and slung an arm around your shoulders. You stiffened and pushed the arm off. Undyne cackled, not perturbed about your action. “So tell us about them!”

You sighed. “Frisk, she’s 20 as far as she knows.”

“Your coworker?” You nodded. “Oooh, forbidden love!”

“It’s not!” You fumed.

Alphys trembled excitedly. “What is she like?”

You scowled. “Isn’t it my turn to ask?”

“Oh, oops.”

“So, uh… what do the two of you do?” You asked a bit awkwardly.

Undyne started. “I’m actually just a guard for the mall nearby. Alphys is the awesome one.”

“U-Undyne…” Alphys blushed and fidgeted. “I’m still studying robotics and computers.”

You whistled. “That’s smart.”

“Right!? AND she also teach AND she sold her invention!” Undyne hugged the blonde. “That’s how smart my fiancé is!”

Alphys turned beet red. You felt new respect for the timid woman. Seems like those two are not to be underestimated despite first impressions.

“Our turn! What do you like about Frisk the most?”

“Since when did information gathering turned to gossip?” You inquired, but faced with the redhead’s smirk you gave in and scratched your hair, rocking yourself a bit. “Well, she’s crazily strong despite being a shorty. She’s also quiet. Not much like my boss, but close. She’s weird.”

“Is she pretty?”

“Pretty?” Well, she’s quite normal looking unless you count her eyes… “She’s normal.”

“Your face is blushing~”

Damn it.

“Man, you are really easy to fluster despite your all ‘I’m too cool to hang with you’ attitude!” Undyne laughed and you bristled.

“Well, is Alphys 'pretty’?” You shot back.

Undyne cackled. “Are you even trying?” She held the chubby woman and squashed their cheeks together. “She’s beautiful!”

Alphys was red but she also smiled happily. “Thank you, Undyne—”

“And my favorite part of her is when I fall asleep on her boobs!”

“Undyne!”

You agreed. Your ears burned as you looked away. “Too much information!”

“I bet your Frisk doesn’t have as big rack as my Alphys!”

“Why are we even discussing it!?” You nearly yelled, embarrassed. This is not something that you ever wanted to talk about!

“Huh, she doesn’t!”

“U-Undyne!”

Someone kill you.

And yet, despite your discomfort, a very cartoony picture of frisk’s back formed. She then turned and appeared to be holding two watermelons to her chest.

“Like this?”

You couldn’t help yourself. You began laughing at the image. Alphys and Undyne startled as you bent over, shaking from your hysterical laughter.

“Undyne…I think we broke him…”

“Oops?”

You heaved, trying to talk through the tears and laughter. “W-waterm-melons! W-why waterm-melons?”

The women stared.

“We broke him.”

“Not my fault.”

“Undyne!”

“Not. My. Fault.”

You decided to call it a night when you finally calmed down from your fit and so Undyne guided you to the bus station you usually took to return home. Thank god that the last bus comes at midnight so you weren’t worried about getting to the stop so late. Hopefully you’ll be home before nine-thirty.

"Thank you for hanging out with us,” Undyne started when you two got to the stop. “We don’t get visitors often unless it’s Papyrus or Alphys’ family.”

“How are you even friends? From what I figured, he’s much younger than you,” You raised a brow in curiosity. The two did seem like a compatible duo, with their extreme personalities. But not very likely to meet unless Undyne has any connection to the hospital or if Papyrus has any connection to the mall or the college.

“Well, I met him when I broke my leg and had gotten an infection there for poor handling. He was goofing around and I just felt the powers of friendship tell me to befriend him!”

You deadpanned. Why did you expect any other explanation?

“Well, how long do you know one another?”

“Around five years. He was just starting and I still did boxing.”

Your eyes widened in shock. No wonder she was an amazon. Damn, this woman was becoming weirder by the moment. “You stopped?”

“Yeah, Al was becoming worried and I became annoyed with the sportsmanship in the training and official fights,” Undyne frowned. “Besides, that break made sure I won’t be able to get back onto the arena.”

“Sorry to hear that.” The thought of losing an ability because of an injury was an awful thought. You shuddered at the thought of you losing your leg’s mobility. You relied on your speed and agility much more than your strength when fighting. That’s why you had your knife… that your mother confiscated… you pushed your hand into your pocket and felt around the empty space… you felt naked and vulnerable…

“I just thought of something weird!” You jumped at Undyne’s exclaim, your heart leaping into your throat. You took a deep breath to calm yourself, reminding yourself not to space out around that crazy amazon and then stared at said amazon, asking her to elaborate. Undyne placed her hands on her hips and tilted her head  in thought. “Well, Papyrus had once told me when I got him drunk about an imaginary friend that he used to have when he was a small kid.”

You gaped. This was why she had him have a heart attack?! For an imaginary friend?! "And? Why is it so important?”

“Well, that’s the thing,” Undyne shrugged, “I don’t think he remembers the imaginary friend since he had never mentioned it since, so that’s not the weird part. But it was the name of it that was weird.”

You felt a sinking feeling in your gut as you asked, “What was its name?”

Undyne’s dark eyes flashed.

“Frisk.”

Crap.

NEXT

[oh-my-otome]

Have you ever heard of Liar! Uncover the Truth? It's a free game by Voltage and I think your personality is very similar to the MC! :)

Hello Precious! Corner-buddy @riayamazaki also wanted to know the same thing, so just for you both, I downloaded it and gave it a try!

Since you mentioned personality, I did a little test to see what my personality is. Apparently, I’m an ISFJ-A: 

You can read about ISFJs here, and there are also links to the right on that page, to read more about it. You can also take the test for yourself.

Liar! starts off with you using your boyfriend’s key to get into his apartment. He’s out of town on a guys-only trip to the hot springs, after canceling a long-awaited date with you. The cad.

While you’re breaking and entering, you get a call from your mom:

I know it’s you!:

Wait…wait…:

I apologize. It’s not nanny Giles, it’s clearly:

Wait! How did you get this number? 

Hang on…

Et tu, nanny Kondo!?:

Is this on speakerphone!?

If you don’t find a man within a month, your mom will set you up with some backwater guy, which you don’t want because you’re more upwardly mobile than my blood pressure when reading an EA.

While you’re creeping in your boyfriend’s apartment like a stalker, dressed in your finest duds, you get another call from your friend, which prompts you to use Totally Not Facebook. 

There, you discover that a friend who is supposed to be on the hot springs trip with your boyfriend…is in a completely different country. You also find a picture of a girl sitting next to a man whose outfit looks just like something your boyfriend wears.

These segments were fun. It’s on-rails, so you don’t get to type anything in the text app, but it shows up as if you’re actually talking to someone. For FindFriend, you can click through profiles and pictures and zoom in or take screenies when you find clues:

Your boyfriend gets home and you successfully confront him. There are several different endings from bad to secret. The prologue was fun, and I really enjoyed the music. There are animations and even voice acting.

After you dump your boyfriend, who was apparently cheating on you for half a year, you go to a matchmaking party where your true personality comes out.

Guys. Please. I can’t. 

This MC. The first thing she does is immediately congratulate herself on her “gaydar.” I mean, not that I’m any better, because the first thing I thought when I saw the guy was:

‘his chin looks like the bottom half of a Red Delicious’

Fortuneteller, as he’s called in the game, is your Gay Best Friend trope, because clearly every otome game needs one of those.

He tells you that you will meet ten men tonight, and nine of them are liars.

In between these guys, you meet other men, whom you each give a nickname to, such as “Monstrous Man,” “Disheveled Guy,” “Rattle Bones,” etc.

The whole time you’re there, you’re sizing everyone up for who will get you ahead the furthest in life with the least amount of effort on your part. 

In short: you’re quite the gold-digging, coat-tail riding, part cradle-robbing, part sugar-daddy wanting little opportunist.

You immediately go from wanting someone to love and be loved by, in the prologue, to wanting to land the richest person you can get your hands on, with love being a distant afterthought. So long as you have a ring to show for it, you’re happy.

You’re offended when your boyfriend says that he was only with you for the status, and then you literally turn around and attempt to do the exact same thing to ten other guys.

Also? You’re slap-happy.

There’s also this Sanrio-looking yandere bunny who looks like she keeps a nail bat around for those who fail to answer the questions properly:

Speaking of questions, wth?:

“Girl power” questions, huh? 

Excuse me for being an old fogey, but does that phrase mean something different nowadays? This is like the exact opposite of “girl power.”

What the hell even is “beauty essence?” I got that one wrong. And aren’t face lotion and moisturizer the same thing?

I also got the weight loss question wrong. As a can’t-be-bothered mesomorph, I didn’t know what the answer could be, so I just guessed. Apparently, the answer was “butt.” 

If you get a question wrong, Hello Yandere will chastise you, and also give you a tip related to the correct answer. 

I am now informed that “butts bulk up due to poor liver function. So watch out!”

I have never glanced so hard at my medical textbooks.

All in all, the concept is fun. The music is lively and the idea of sorting out all of the little details is appealing to me. I really like that sort of thing.

This biggest detractor for me is the MC’s personality– it is horrid. 

She’s overly invested in men she literally just met, to the point of actually starting a fight just to prove she’s right, instead of high-tailing it out of there when she sees a red flag.

She also has this weird preoccupation with whether or not someone is a “momma’s boy.” Like it offends her personally.

Also, the questions you’re asked are of the Seventeen magazine variety, or at least what Seventeen was a million years ago when I used to subscribe to it.

As a rude city-dweller, I’m sitting there tapping what I would actually say, and getting average marks across the board, because the only other people on Earth who understand our need for blunt honesty are the Dutch– which is where we get it from in the first place! 

MC’s personality is actually the exact opposite of mine, as we were raised to have strict indifference to the possessions of others.

What I have is my own, and what you have, no matter how opulent, desirable, or noteworthy the item/concept/profession, etc. is…has nothing to do with me. 

I can’t eat it. I can’t pay my rent with it. It doesn’t affect me at all. 

It’s not mine.

This MC is deeply concerned about the social status of others, as if it will reflect upon her own worth, in a way that I don’t understand.

Therefore, an MC like this one, who is aggressively pursuing the golden ticket, and the “bragging rights” that go with it, takes away some of the enjoyment of the game, for me.

I’m curious to know if the non-liar is always the same, or if the game is random. I didn’t read anything about this game before I played it and, for once, didn’t use a walkthrough for any answers.

I was with the MC at first, and then she morphed into something completely different. I will play it for a little, because the concept seems fun, and hope that maybe other chapters are different. 

[fleurdelissaswords-blog]

PLL 7B Just-For-Fun Theory: Peter Hastings is Uber A! And The A Team is an Illicit Baby Trafficking Ring!!! 😱 (& Bonus: The 3 M's of. good Theory!) NEW & REVISED ADDITIONS V2!

So a lot of pll fans have been discussing Peter Hasting’s recent arrival back in Rosewood and wondering what he is still hiding.

We know he has Umpteen million kids.

My theory is: Peter is Uber A, and started the game merely to keep tabs on all of his damn kids, find out if there’s anymore out there, keep them out of trouble with typical teen issues like drugs (I’m Looking at You Spencer & Jason= the Spason Sibs, you’re welcome 😇), and avoid having to pay child support for all of them.

The GZL Evidence File 🗃:

1. We keep finding more kids this dude has had. We have no idea when this will end.

2. The Uber A mystery has to do with who’s kids are who’s. Who’s were Mary Drakes? Who’s Peter Hastings? Who’s a DiLaurentis in secret. Who’s a Hastings in secret. And who’s been adopted. Which kids were taken from their mothers in Radley… which seems to be an ongoing trend which brings me to:

3. Just how many babies have been born in Radley and why did they have a nursery there and then quickly take kids away from their mothers and adopt them out? We know Char and Bethany and Spencer were all Radley kids. We know AriA has been in Radley before but we dunno why. We know Mona learned some BIG secrets there. So did Cece/Char.

4. We know some of these kids grew up cray cray. Some were adopted out. They all have the common element of having problems with mental health or drugs.

5. Emily was forced to sell her eggs which were then stolen! Maybe this is how the A Team’s baby breeding program does things now to get and steal babies? Now that Radley is gone.

6. We know Ali was implanted with fertilized eggs while held against her will at Welby. It seems A had been planning it for a long time. Could this have happened to Mary Drake while in Radley? She had more babies than we knew, and how did she keep having them if she was a locked up patient in a facility which likely kept male/female living areas apart and would have rules against having sex in their rooms, etc. So maybe she was implanted with stolen eggs too. Were any of those parents in that generation of rosewood peeps unable to have kids?

7. Why yes: Ashley Marin seems a likely candidate cuz we know Hanna looks nothing like her. We also know Ashley has a murky past where she “got into some trouble.” But we still dunno this story. Maybe she sold her eggs while young like Em did and adopted Hanna and Hanna just doesn’t know yet. Maybe all the look alikes are related by blood?! All the blondes. Also Hanna might be adopted cuz hers doesn’t look a thang like her mama and we know there’s more there.

8. We know A has had some medical training and seems to be keeping tabs on a whole town of kids and orchestrating implanting woman and adopting out kids in secret! We know Veronica also may not have been able to have kids after Melissa… we got her story but look how her story has changed drastically from the many, many, many times Spencer has asked her about this!

Conclusion: Are we looking at weird secret baby breeding program done at Radley? We know Peter was the father of some of them. And nobodies parents are who they seem. We wonder if AriA was born to her parents and we suspect she has a connection to biological mental health issues and was a patient there, and we suspect she may even be related to Wren, who was a dr there who knew some big secrets. We know some doctors knew about babies being born in Radley… but there had to have been a LOT for it to cause Radley to build a nursery. And it seems no kids actually lived in the nursery! We have flashbacks but also look at the old fashioned dress of the nurses at Radley.

Just look at Bethany’s drawings of 2 kids being separated by an evil monster! And how she said Mrs D (or Mary) was a “liar,” and who coincidentally was on the board. Also her drawings of siblings being torn apart and mothers being thrown Off roofs and murdered to keep the secret. Even the dr doesn’t wanna talk. Also, the night Ali saw Veronica outside going thru things and they discussed Spencer not being herself, Veronica was going thru baby stuff! Maybe she had given the twin back long ago, cuz in their family album there’s THREE young girls, Spencer always been seen with one then Melissa. Spencer was just remembering a tale where Melissa defended her against a playground bully but Melissa doesn’t want to discuss it. I think Melissa was sworn to secrecy when the twin was given back early on for being violent and all kinds of evils, and Veronica had kept some of the baby stuff and started getting rid of during Spencer’s “troubling years on drugs” so she wouldn’t accidentally find something cuz she was a snoop remember! Also Paige and Aria are looking a lot alike these days too. Almost like Paige may be her evil Twinsie. What if what we are looking at is a town full of bred twins and the families who adopted them found issues with one and so thise were given back and kept secret and now all of those twins who were given up are growing up and ANGRY and banned together to get revenge? Hmmm. This may explain why there’s twin clues for the entire cast. And what if some of those parents were adopted twins too like Jessica and Mary dram… cuz like their wealthy family helped run and financially back the ring, each generation. Jessica was on the board. So, who could have started this? My guess is a young Grunwald and her husband who were one of Rosewood’s first adopted families having adopted 2 little blonde girls named Jessica and Mary. The twin story Ali told. And one of them went evils and had to be sent away to, where else? Radley! Where she became the next generation of mentally ill mothers to bear babies for the adoption ring. No wonder she’s so pissed! Wouldn’t you be? She was given up cuz the real evil sister set her up, and had to be locked up with no family and then who knows how many babies she had for the ring against her will. We know Marion was there too so could potentially be mom to some of these babies. We saw it happen to Ali recently and she was shocked. Had she not gotten out of Welby, she’d probably have had this happen a few more times to “earn her keep” there. SICK! Now I think the story of how this occurred with each family is different. Sometimes the good twin got to stay. Sometimes the bad twin tricked the parents and got the good twin sent off. And sometimes the bad twin came back to haunt the family and the town they didn’t get to grow up in, hence why it’s all such a confusing mess of who’s baby is who’s now. We don’t know as of last ep if it was Spencer’s evil twin she at the airport Ezra saw. She seems a bit different at times. And the summer she was all doped up and fighting with Ali, I think Ali knew. Ali was extorting money from Byron for a big secret and I doubt it was just the affair. She was already being hounded by her evil Twinsie and had to escape, so she needed money. Ali herself might be the evil twin too or had been before she returned to Rosewood to reclaim her life. What we see is a much kinder gentler Ali almost like a diff person. Her hair is different, she’s more quiet and less nosy. Ali got her good twin sent away and the bad twin staying to be the popular girl just like in the books. Ali was secretly fighting her twin at the same time Spencer was. We thought we had learned this was Cece her real life unknown sister, but that night when she snuck out of the Hastings and came back with a bloody lip she had fought someone she never named, not even when Spencer asked her while in Radley. Now those twins may have switched spots vying for Ali’s perfect life a few times, and I think the evil twin won out and then they were swapped back when the evil Ali died and the good Ali came back to reclaim her life she hadn’t had for a while. My big question is: where as these Twinsies hiding and who is helping them stay hidden, and pull all of this off? And do they know Ea other or not? Is it a twin war the discarded twins waged as an A Team (meaning: the BETTER twin, the A Grade twin) or is the secret Grunwald baby ring taking them back and caring for them and trying to keep them under wraps but having a hard time? Grunwald returns periodically to help these girls and we dunno why. We know she has a keen eye for teen bullshiz tho having ran a sorority! She may not be opposed to spanking kids when they get out of line. We know she saved All, and Ali, and Ali multiple times. Sometimes she looks at Ali as if trying to tell which Twinsie is which. And one of the Ali’s gets spooked by it while the other sees her as a helper not her keeper. I also suspect the Fitz/Fitzgerald foundation is involved in funding this secretly. It has to be some wealthy donors backing this thang! Also we’ve seen Ezra go evils too and there’s been times we viewers AND the liars have suspected he was evil… what we were seeing was Ezra’s Twinsie doing bad bad things! Some fans are speculating Aria's file says she was pregnant. If she was in Radley at one point she may have been. But I feel she was young when at Radley, either as an adopted kid born there like Spencer and others, OR she's had secret stays there since we've come to know her on the show (between the ages of approx 14-early 20's). It's possible her twin lived there or was sent back ir that aria is the evil twin in their fam and framed the other good twin to get her sent away. Cuz we've seen aria's anger, her sleep disturbances, her sketchiness, her lies, her dating older men, her indecision about those men, her missing pigtunia, etc. We've seen her go thru various rebellious style phases, etc. Aria and her twin have been secretly battling it out the entire series! Spencer's twin has made appearances as the drug addict ADHD one and desperately wants her family's approval. Ali's twin has replaced her sister. Jason's twin shows up whenever Jason is traveling. Mary did some things acting as Jessica who also came and went randomly. Hanna has undergone personality changes where suddenly she's super smart, vs. the shoplifting trouble maker. Caleb appears and disappears. Mona does too, sometimes without her signature nose beauty mark. Hmmm... 🤔

Now, who would be in charge of a secret baby breeding program where mentally ill women locked up were used to give birth and have a secret place to rear those kids till adoption? A Secret Society of Doctors and Wealthy Elites who could make a LOT of money doing this being Radley doors cuz who’s gonna believe a mental patient saying someone knocked her up and stole her babies? No one. And if a mother talked or did anything about it she got thrown off a roofsies! 😱. We know back in the old days of mental asylums and institutions, horrific tests and experiments were often conducted on patients who were used as unwilling guinea pigs.

We also know Radley has a secret underground passage… that likely leads to the church, where: babies taken out of Radley to be adopted could be picked up (& christened to get the “evils” out of them being born of mentally ill women… who were often seen back in the day as: possessed by demons! Mental health issues long ago were considered to be spiritual afflictions of possession, rather than a biological health issue).

We also know Human Trafficking doesn’t just include sex trade. It also has included funding illicit adoptions illegally. There’s many stories of adoption centers being busted for acquiring babies illegally! One only a few years ago looking like a normal adoption center but after a few babies turned out bad, and stories started, the center came under investigation. Back in the day I’m guessing that was more common and overlooked. But still illegal thus needing to be kept secret.

Also look at how there’s identical sets of “liars” around rosewood and nearby towns! Sara Harvey’s crew had a group of girls similar to the liars. We know there’s a multitude of blonde trouble makers in rosewood! Then we have the Gamma Zeta sorority sisters Grunwald looked after which had an identical set of looking liars. This was Cece’ gen. And now in rosewood there seems to be some “junior plastics” running around causing problems and all kinds of evils. While someone keeps tabs on them and tries to get them the truth!

A clue from @maliciousbuthot on twitter hinted this many times. This clue giver also said that Sara Harvey performed the implantation into Ali!

So I got to thinking: this all centers around babies, adoptions, and groups of girls who are identical sets to the liars. 🤔 We know Maddie from Dance Mom’s was cast as one of these “blonde Ali type girls.” Maybe her ghost was a Radley baby. And the ghost twins Ashley keeps running into. Lol. Who likely are the same twins from Ali’s Halloween twin story, come back cuz they’ve got questions for their mommy, who curiously looked a lot like a younger Grunwald in the story, which appears to take place in Aria’s family’s kitchen back in the 1950’s based on fans having dated plates and kitchen ware there. Also the nurses dress like something out of the 50’s.

What kind of secret society would be breeding babies for secret adoptions you ask? One running the town’s older elite. Like Grunwald’s generation. We suspect she is Ali’s mom and we know Mary was her aunt and had Radley babies. Peter may be a member of this org and helping facilitate this illicit baby ring! WEIRD!!! 😳

Maybe Peter Hastings is one of the illicit baby ring’s biggest sperm donors?! I think Byron may have been too. Maybe it’s how he got all that money. We know A team has major financial assets and resources. They’re connected to doctors and various clinics. They’re trained in medical procedures. They’ve got access to pharmaceuticals.

Face it: the A Team is an Illicit Baby Ring and secret society. The Baphomet symbolism would hint at this. Except there’s one problem with these babies: They don’t always come out without mental health problems cuz the mothers were mostly Radley patients!

COMING UP NEXT: How does Aria’s secret Radley File play into this whole thang? Is she the evil twin or does she have an evil twin? It seems maybe her evil twin is the leader of the twin team if the A team is a bunch of angry Rogue twinsies come back for revenge on the families who cast them aside. She alone seems to know what her file holds though by her reaction to try to keep so much secret. She was FREAKED out to see an Artificial Intelligence Twinsie staring back at her during A.D’s FaceTime calls. We don’t know who’s behind this computer AriA face, but what if it’s her evil twin and she knows unlike the rest she had one. Or maybe she has worked with her evil twin more than the others have with theirs and met her twin long ago? Or maybe her twin lives inside her? I firmly believe she’s worked with A many times before and is hiding something big. A secret Ali extorted Byron for. And why did Ali pick each of these girls? The probably wouldn’t have all been friends if Ali’s evil twin in the books needed new friends to keep her cover so invented her own crew of rag tag outcasts. And she kept saying there was a reason she picked each of them. 😉

A theory isn’t just a guess based on observing some clues. Every clue has to fit. And a theory must also determine Motive and Means and Method! I’ve done that here… but I’d like to see more theories a little more flushed out with the 3 M’s: Method, Motive, Means. What is the Motive for the crimes? What is the method used to carry them out? And does the suspect have the actual means (resources or know how) to carry it out? Cuz if not, it’s a theory by definition.

Or maybe some of these parents kids were stolen from are pissed and wanna keep tabs on their kids… except their cray cray cuz of their mental health problems. Which may be why there’s an A Team and a force trying to stop them. So who’s on who’s side? There’s a lot more I can add to this like Fitz foundation’s involvement and the rich family’s assets and connections… so stay tuned. If you like it, hit me up in the comments or chat or my twitter to let me know you’d like to see more of this theory.

And as always: Credit Me Bitches, or Else!!! And Reblog if you’d like more!

You’re welcome! 😘 -L

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Additional Credits: G_Xoxo, Maliciousbuthot, PLLINSIDER, & various GZL members.

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Chapter 14

Vera, had been standing in the doorway of her daughter’s old room for twenty minutes reminiscing on the past. Six years of memories rest comfortably within the walls of this room for the three girls to always remember. Now times have changed and Vera is left to care for her youngest daughter.

Did I fail her?

That one burning question is what Vera asks herself everyday for the last two months. The poor woman does nothing but doubt her abilities to be a mother, decapitating her self confidence in every way imaginable. Young Careena even noticed a difference in her mom’s attitude, mood and some days her appearance. On the days Vera doesn't have to work, she's typically dress down in old shirts and pajama pants. With her being back in school now for the spring semester she does a lot lounging around the house.

College isn't what is used to be and these online courses are a real bitch. Arielle used to help her mother out with homework and exam preparation but now that she's gone, Careena has to pick up the slack. The short version of all of this, is that Arielle’s absence is taking its toll in more ways than one.

Careena on the other hand is happy for her sister's new life. Of course there are days when that sister bond is longed for but that hasn't cause Reena to feel sad or upset. Down at the end of the hall Vera could hear Careena’s music creep under the open space at the bottom of the door and fill the hallway faintly. It’s questionable how Reena has been able to deal with her sister's lack of appearance so effortlessly. But it's rather quite simple, at least in Careena’s mind it is.

Trudging toward the opposite end of the hallway, Vera grabbed the doorknob and burst into the room taking in everything she saw. There on the bed lay multiple and different size boxes covered in baby themed wrapping paper. Vera had no clue what was inside each box but she knew they were gifts for her soon to come grandbaby. Careena put down her beauty blender egg and turned to face her mom with slow movements. Vera had this sad puppy dog expression on her face and Reena didn't know how to react to her mom burstin in her room.

“Are those for your sister?” She mumbled, with one hand on the doorknob and another on her left cheek. Careena slowly nodded in response to her mother's question, not having any desire to further upset the woman.

“When did you have time to buy baby presents? You've been skipping out on school haven't you?” Vera's quick assumptions were scary and intimidating but Careena kept her wits about her.

“Mom, no. I made time to get a few things for the baby so Arielle wouldn't have so much to buy. You know how she is with being prepared for the future. I just thought I could help her out to make this ea-”

“Wow..” A low murmur flew out Vera’s mouth and before she knew it she was chuckling to herself. Careena now holds right to be afraid of what her mom might do. Some flip of emotion must've just occurred in Vera's mind prompting her change in mood. She then stalked over to Reena’s bed and went for the harmless boxes.

Careena yelled over and over for her mom to stop ripping opening the paper to see what was inside. Even with just the two of them in the room, their arguing sounded like so much chaos for two small people.

“Mom stop! You're gonna ruin everything!”

“I don't care!”

All one could hear outside of this room is yelling of the loudest kind. Three out of six boxes were successfully torn apart with the baby’s new clothes scattered across the bed and the floor. Careena was knocked onto the floor by her mom’s erratic behavior, just adding more fuel to the fire. The doorbell going off throughout the house put a pause on the current event and brought silence back to the home once again.

“Go answer the door mom. You told me I wasn't allowed to so go see who's at the door.” Careena spoke with uneven breaths. She watched Vera turn towards the door with wet eyes and a reddened face.

With Vera stomping off down the hall Careena slammed her door shut and slid down to the floor gripping her hair in between her fingers.

“Dang Ari..look what you being gone has done to her..to us.” Reena muttered to herself. She got up off the floor and went back to getting ready for the day. The remainder of the time she spent dolling herself up she could hear a man's voice downstairs. The voice is one she doesn't recognize giving her the opportunity to focus on the tasks at hand. With the sound of 21 Savage blaring out loud as Arielle’s specific ringtone, Careena ran to retrieve her cell.

“You gotta come and get me now. I can't stay here another minute longer.” She spat out in a rush, going around the room to prep a bag. Inside a large gift bag were the re wrapped boxes for the baby along with some extra belongings of Arielle's she left behind. Reena also threw in some stuff of her own.

“What's going on? Did mom spazz on you again?” Arielle questioned innocently.

With an irritated snack of the lips Careena kept pushing herself to clean up and get ready for her weekend with her sister.

“You already know she did. She's crazy Ari and I'm tired of being the one to deal with the fallout. I'm not saying you're to blame but you being gone is really screwing with her head and her feelings. You have got to sit down and talk to that woman.” Reena’s suggestion was more of a demand than a piece of advice but Arielle knew that. She smelled her little sister's attitude the second the line connected.

“I will.”

“No I mean a real conversation. Woman to woman. I don't know what y’all talk about but whatever it is doesn't seem to be resonating with her the way you think it is. She has these crazy objects anytime she goes into your room or sees anything baby related. She hasn't cooked nor has she gone grocery shopping in two weeks Ari so I've been living off snacks and juice. I'm hungry, I'm tired and I'm fed up.”

Arielle held sympathy towards her baby sister being that she knows what she's going through with Vera. Once upon a time when Canaan had just divorced Vera, Careena would go and stay with her dad every summer. Every day was a showdown with the behavior Vera expressed because of her youngest child being away.

“Walk a couple houses down. Go out the back and around the side of the house. Is she near you?” Arielle asked skeptically.

“Nah, she's downstairs talking to some man. I'm coming out. Bye.” Reena hung up on her sister and jetted for the stairs and towards the back of the house. Another look over her shoulder to ensure Vera wasn't watching and she was out. Quietly sneaking around to the side gate Careena unlatched the lock and snuck the gate door open just wide enough to squeeze through. She was successful at crossing the yard and following Ari’s directions on where to find Kamil's car.

Hearing soft knocks on the window, Kamil hit the locks so Careena could slip into the backseat.

“I feel like a fugitive right now. What took you so long?” Careena settled herself into the car, placing her bags on the empty seat next to her.

“We had some stuff to do. So why was mom freaking out again? You didn't really explain much on the phone.”

Careena broke down the fight with their mom shocking Arielle but not Kam in the slightest. Vera may have upgraded some of her characteristics but others will never change indefinitely.

Nestled comfortably at a booth inside the busy downtown PF Changs, the trio were enjoying their night to full capacity. No talk of personal problems or stress, just fun conversation to help go the night go by smoothly. Careena mentioned the subject of a baby shower which is currently the topic in rotation.

“So when will it be? I don't want you to have it while I'm in school and then I can't come.” Careena pointed out, picking through the vegetables mixed with her noodles.

Arielle and kamil both have their own ideas for the baby shower details. Since they know Ari is having a boy there is no set color scheme, place of interest, food choice, etc. Arielle doesn't want to go with the traditional blue that most parents go with. She's so bent on having a neutral theme so no one will be able to guess the gender right away. This has been her plan ever since she knew that she wanted to have kids of her own. Now Kam likes the blue idea but he wants to throw in grey as an accent shade or white as an accent tint.

“I thought about making the date for early April like the second week possibly. My due date is set for May 20 which is a Saturday but I could give birth anywhere from the 29th of April and the 3rd of June..so I don't know.” Arielle huffed.

“Okay what about who's all going? You know Canaan and Jaz will want to go and maybe even Erica. Ooh..what about y’alls moms?” Good question. Neither Kamil or Arielle could pretend they weren’t presented with a great fucking question. In order to keep the peace between the families one of two decisions will have to be made.

Since Kamil and his mom aren't Vera’s biggest fans they won't have much a choice but to tolerate Arielle’s mom. Because after all, Arielle won't keep her mom out of her baby’s life, not indefinitely anyhow. With the small changes Ms. O’Brien is making she might not be as big of a threat to the survival of this baby shower but there's always room for surprise.

“As long she stays in her place and doesn't come out of pocket I won't have anything to say. I know my grandmother, my mom, and my mom’s sister will be there like they were for La’s baby shower. We’ll figure something out that will be best for the both of us.” Kam declared, removing his glasses and roughly rubbing his face.

“I didn't know you wore glasses Kamil. That makes you both nerds.” Careena joked innocently.

“Nah these are not prescription they're just some glasses I ordered online when I got her a new pair. You're the real nerd, except you wear your contacts most of the time don't you?” He flipped the script putting Reena on the spot with no hesitation.

“That I do.” She confessed, flagging down their waiter for the night.

The waiter, Zeke, appeared with the check and a to-go bag of food for Arielle intended to be eaten later on tonight. Kamil foot the bill, the girls split the tip and then they left the restaurant full and satisfied.

“I feel so full. Ari how did you eat everything on your plate?” Reena moaned in disgust at rememberance of her sister's clean dinner plate.

“This baby helps me eat. I’m over 130 pounds now and I don't know how I feel about that. I got my food for later tonight and tomorrow so I'm all set. You good babe?”

Kamil looked over at Arielle and nodded with confidence. The engine turned over and out of the parking lot they went. Arielle turned on the radio and connected the car's blue tooth to her Apple Music. While she scrolled through her many playlists, Kam started up some talk with Reena to get to know her a little better. A velvety mixture of R&B and 90s rap was flowing through car, changing the mood in the air.

Kamil had a sudden craving for sweets and made his way to a cookie shop he lives for. Anytime he visits Gideons he leaves with a surplus of cookies. The drive to Gideon's took no time at all with Kam going 70 on the interstate and the lack of police. It's pushing 10 o'clock and the girls are getting sleepy but they'll soon awaken. Parking right in front of the bake house, Kamil turned the car off and scurried inside to pick up some treats.

Elle locked the car from the inside watching from her seat as Kam stood at the counter. Resting quietly with her hands on her belly, Elle swayed her head from side to side locked in mentally to the music. Inside Kamil was scanning the variety of cookies, cakes, pies and cheesecakes. A young woman walked over to where Kamil was standing with her hands behind her back.

“Have you decided what you wanted?” The girl asked stepping closer to the glass counter and looking at all the desserts for the millionth time today.

“Uh..yeah it's gonna be a big order though.” Clasping his hands together Kam bent down to see the goodies behind the glass better.

“Okay so I want two of every cookie in here.” Standing up straight Kam removed his wallet from his back pocket to get his card out. He felt a stare on him so when he met the eyes of the girl, he couldn't contain his laughter.

“Oh you're serious? Okay let me get started on these right away.” The girl slipped on a pair of gloves, grabbed carry out two boxes and began filling them up with cookies.

Glancing up at her customer the girl focused back on packing the small boxes. “So..whats with all the cookies..you throwing a party or something?” She laughed, closing the counter doors and bringing Kamil’s order over to the register.

“No party. I just really like these cookies. They're the best I've ever had. It's kind of slow in here tonight though.” Kamil's innocent observation was taken completely out of context with this girl. In her mind she saw an opportunity present itself with a good looking stranger. But unknown to her is that he's out of her league. This chick just dabbled in the confidence of transforming from a teenager to a legal adult.

There's no chance in hell that Kamil or any man in his right mind would even consider touching a girl as young as her. She's still thought of as a baby in most people's eyes and yet she believes her chance has come to snag a real man. She rung up the order and placed a sticker on the flaps of the boxes to keep the treats inside.

“That’ll be $51.18.” She murmured in a delicate tone of voice. Kamil looked at the board behind the counter and did his own math of how much these cookies really are. When he finished his calculation he shook his head in disbelief at what's happening. It didn't take him long to understand the situation.

“Please don’t do me any special favors. I know the total is way higher than what you're telling me. Here.” Handing over his card Kam turned around to find Arielle watching the show in amusement. She's a smart girl. Without even being inside the bake shop Arielle knew what mess Kamil was trying to clean up.

Looking back at the girl Kamil took back his card and grabbed the boxes from the counter. He thanked her and heads back out to the car.

“Hey wait..”

Stopping in his tracks Kamil faced the associate halfway not wanting to give in completely.

“I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I wasn't right for that and I didn't mean any harm I swear. I just..I don't really know what I thought.”

Kamil nodded in solidarity to her little speech and accepted her apology. This time when he turned around he didn't look back. Stepping out onto the chilly sidewalk Kam walked towards the driver side of the car.

“Hey..” A voice called out. Kamil got the door open thanks to Arielle unlocking the car and looked around to see who was talking to him. He locked eyes with Kaliyah yet again in a public place with Elle around. Kam placed the boxes over in Arielle's lap and shut the door, walking back over to the sidewalk.

Kaliyah has the same mindset as the little girl in the shop but Kam could easily recognize this new issue. Being that Kaliyah is no stranger to old boy he actually knew how to get rid of her.

“Why the fuck do you keep showing up everywhere that I go?” He spoke loudly.

“I want to talk Kam.” Kaliyah put on this voice that usually attracts men to her. The sultry, low pitch voice that gives off her true intentions and what she's feeling.

“We..” He motioned to himself as well as her, “don't have shit to talk about. If you're following me..stop. And I'm not asking Kaliyah. I don't want anything from you nor do I want you. You need to understand me when I say leave me the hell alone!” He exclaimed. The girl from inside the shop heard commotion but stayed in her rightful place.

“And you're gonna settle for her? Of all bitches you choose her! I gave you four years and this is how you repay-”

All in Kaliyah's personal bubble Kam started going off. Words of all sorts were being exchanged, hand gestures were flying about, and curse words being slung back and forth. A shouting match is what's really going on and as stupid as it sounds Kam is enjoying taking his frustrations out verbally.

“Fuck this shit. I'm out. Stay away from me!” Kamil jogged over to the car and ducked off inside and sped off to the apartment. What a way to end the night right?

As Kamil was finishing Careena’s sleep palette in the living room, she was taking her shower. The only sounds in the apartment came from the movie playing in Kamil’s room, the water going, and Kam re-arranging the living room. The door was locked and bolted, so once he was done, Kam headed to the room to check on Arielle. Today has been eventful for everyone, not one person has more to talk about more than the other two. 

Stretching out beside a very tired Arielle, Kam focused on her while she focused on the movie. He saw the stress in her face and in her eyes. There’s nothing she can do to hide her true feelings everything that’s happened in just this week alone. Breaking her concentration of the TV, Ari closed her eyes and fingered the curls falling around her face. Luckily for her the stresses of everyday life haven’t effected the growth of her hair, nails, or overall health. 

“You okay?” Kam muttered, moving in to play with her hair as well.

Poor girl couldn’t fight the small chuckle that slipped passed her lips. “Oh do I wish I could say yes. I just don’t understand why all of this shit is happening. The stress is driving me insane deep, deep down. I’m trying my hardest not to let it show on my face because being this far along and stressing can really affect the baby. All I want is some peace and quiet. I’d rather disappear until after the baby is born. Where’s my sister?”

“I’m right here. Did you want to open these? It might help get your mind off of things.” Careena’s suggestion was welcomed and now the three of them were sitting on the bed.

“I’ve been shopping here and there for some baby presents so I hope you like everything.” All six boxes were piled up beside Arielle’s knee, waiting to be opened up. She wasted no time getting into the presents. And just like Kamil and Careena bet on, Ari cried every time she unwrapped a new box. Tears of joy ran down her cheeks as she lined up all of her son’s new clothes.

“It’s all so damn cute and I can’t stop crying. Thank you for this. You have no idea how much you doing this for me means to me Reena. And with the way mom has been acting lately, I’m even more grateful to you for putting up with her and still supporting me.” The girls shared an intense and intimate moment as sisters and friends. The day has it’s ups and downs but this moment trumps the last 22 or so hours, all thanks to a kick ass little sister.

[rigelianprince]

So yeah anyway as usual here are my thoughts on the presentation, we ain't get no Mom 3 tho so you ain't get no properly organised and typed up notes sorry, these are just what I scribbled down while watching the presentation: -paid wifi hnnnnn -region locking yay I guess -THE ULTIMATE FUSION now where's the antagonist that got exactly the same DNA except for having Virtual Boy DNA -controls and abilities have blown me away -thank you Nintendo you've taught us to be active and now you're teaching us how to read people, improve are reaction times and reflexes and then hypothetically kill people -Little Mac's smash replacement confirmed -Loving the local multiplayer support -I'm glad it's Splatoon 2 so I'm not buying the same game with a little extras (*side-eyes mariokart*) -NEW YORK!!!!! -WHAT -is mario bros movie confirmed canon now -BOWSER GOT STYLE -DOGGO! -Has Odyssey in the title I'm game -Me: "not as... appealing as the others "Xenoblade TWO" Me: "fuck it's a sequel I've got to like it -And here comes Fire Emblem pay to win -WAIT WHY WOULD THEY SHOW A MOBILE GAME FOR SWITCH -FIRE EMBLEM WARRIORSSSSSSSS -23 minutes left cmon Reggie -Translator sounds like me in my French exam at this point I can relate my dude -Omg Bill is translating I didn't know he could do that -"World's most popular sports game" Nice we've got Wii Sports! "EA" Take it away... TAKE IT AWAY -seriously don't let EA poison the Switch like this what are you guys doing the guy from Sega already looked evil and this guy is Capitalism in living form telling lies about his son and his son's middle name immediately they totally came up with that backstage 5 minutes before they came on -Bill keeps going to speak before he forgets and then gets cut off same -15 MINUTES CMON REGGIE JUST GIVE US THE SEGWAY "it's not just new games on the switch, were also including much loved classics" -AMERICA AND EUROPE!???? PLACES THAT NEED MOTHER 3!???? -CMON REGGIE -ONE THING IS MISSING -THE SOUNDTRACK FOR MOST ANTICIPATED SWITCH GAME -"I don't wanna lie ask him to lie instead" -"I don't wanna lie ask him to lie instead" -"I don't wanna lie let me come back to it" -ONE LAST THING -for fuck's sake -At least there's an artic fox -WAIT THATS IN-GAME VOICE ACTING SIGN ME UP -"This presentation has concluded" Well, I BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES AND THATS WHY I (aggressively) BELIEVE IN YOU

[meinerdunklenseite]

6th Grade - Fall

6th grade is when my life really kicked into gear. I was going to the big middle school in my town where every elementary school kid goes. I ended up getting a really nice teacher; she was my English teacher. She welcomed me right in at orientation and we laughed about the memes on her door. Neither of us knew how to pronounce the word “meme” itself either. 

So I was the classic nerd that I always was. I loved academics, I was put at the back of the class with all of the other kids who were ahead of the class. Our teacher said her plan was to do some accelerated work back there. At my table were three girls. One of them I knew from elementary school.

The other one I related to on many levels. She was smart, she was into social media, and political stuff like me. Not to mention my weird beliefs like Yin and Yang back then.

The other was quiet, she was a good friend to me back then. (Not now, she’s a complete bitch now.)

The other one was short and had pretty curly hair. She was a firecracker. Let me tell you!

My math teacher was a sleep deprived mom who just had another baby. She thought I was a sweet innocent child though, so that bought me brownie points with her.

My history teacher thought I was a stuck up bitch from the beginning. And I was. But you know what? He can suck a dick. But I was good at the class so he couldn’t complain.

My science teacher liked me a lot. He was a fresh graduate. I still cringe about the first day though. He asked us what the problem was with something and I cracked a terrible joke and said the problem is my ramen noodles spilling on the floor. (I ate that a lot back then.) He just laughed and moved on. I walked out the door and asked my friend if I sounded like a dork.

My gym teacher liked me because I played all the games like a boss. He has three daughters. I honestly don’t have many memories from him.

There was a paraprofessional with my English teacher. He was an old religious man, who liked to crack jokes a lot. He always wanted to be a dad since his when he was younger abandoned him. My quiet friend knew his daughter through her sister.

I thought my STEM teacher was a complete nutjob. He was quiet and had us cutting out cardboard for a project. I thought he was asexual. But I’d have sexual fantasies about him screwing me on the tables sometimes.

Keep in mind that I had lost most of my friends from elementary because I was rude.

I mad ea big fuss over my electives and made sure the principal gave me everything I wanted.

When they introduced them to us in the auditorium. A girl behind me scored low on the MCAS so she had what we called an intervention class. A class for dumb kids. She said, “I can’t pick what I want because of stupid fat ugly fat dumb fat intervention.” That made me visualize a hillbilly fat woman in the hallway like Mama June from Honey Boo Boo.

I remember I picked, Spanish, Theater and Cross Country. My citizen schools were Yoga on Wednesday and Project Green on Friday.

Here’s where my sexuality comes into play.

On the first day of practice during cross country I noticed a pair of middle eastern twins with thick accents. I instantly was turned on. I was walking with a girl I knew since I was four and all I could think about was them. I asked someone their names. Still turn me on now. This was one of my first obsessions.

I have always had a thing where I’d fixate on one person they’d be my every waking thought.

I’d always think about kissing them or pressing my dick against their brown ones. I just got hard when I typed that.

Remember up until this point I’d watch gay porn and think about guys as I jerked off. I wondered why it would turn me on, but I just figured it was a phase and I just had a weird fetish for guys. I couldn’t be gay, after all, I’d faked a believed my liking for girls for a while.

There was another boy in cross country too that I liked. He plays a major role later in the story. He was so flamboyant and I’d imagine him screwing me with that fat uncut cock on the locker room benches.

[rolandfontana]

From Gang ‘Shot Caller’ to Pastor: A Life-Altering Journey

Darwin “Casey” Diaz was once one of California’s most violent criminals. Brought to the United States as a toddler by his Salvadoran parents, he was a gang member at 11. At the age of 16, he was sentenced to almost 13 years in prison for second-degree murder and 57 counts of robbery. At New Folsom State Prison, his behavior earned him more than three years in solitary confinement.

That’s where he turned his life around.

Now describing himself as a born-again Christian, Diaz was nearly 24 when he emerged from prison with a story of how faith changed his life, and he has been sharing it with nationwide audiences ever since, while mentoring at-risk children. He turned his journey into a book, The Shot Caller, co-written with Mike Yorkey. The book’s title references leaders in gang cultures; the ones who command respect and decide who lives and who dies from behind prison bars.

In a conversation with The Crime Report, Diaz discussed how law enforcement, parents, churches, and educators can work together to disrupt the violent gang culture plaguing communities in Central America and throughout major U.S. cities, the importance of positive male role models for youth, and why his story might help inform today’s tendentious immigrant debate.

The following transcript has been condensed and slightly edited.

The Crime Report: What compelled you to write this book?

Casey Diaz: I’ve been sharing my story for some 20 years in bible study groups, churches, middle schools and high schools. Every time I shared, I always had someone tell me, ‘You’ve got to write a book.’  Most people don’t want to talk about [gang culture] and no one wants to share the reality of it. There have been other gang books but none that really offered a solution. There weren’t any in-depth discussions about the violence, and then the perfect opportunity to write the book presented itself and I said ‘yes’ to the project.

TCR: Gang culture is a real threat not just in El Salvador but in U.S. cities like Los Angeles and Detroit. What needs to change?

CD: If we turn on the news, we’ll see that on a nightly basis there are gang killings throughout Los Angeles, Massachusetts, Washington D.C., New York [and other cities].  I think it has a lot to do with the fact that there are missing male figures in a lot of households, and in the Hispanic community as whole it’s become so common. [A couple] ends up having a kid and the guy takes off. Then there’s a single mom in a bad area with one or two kids, and that young man who left leaves that young woman in a worst-case scenario.

Abstinence education may sound old-fashioned but I think those are things the Hispanic community should be focusing on. Perhaps we could turn future generations around so that kids aren’t so vulnerable to gangs, drug dealers and the party scene which can lead to the same results.

TCR: El Salvador has an extremely male-dominant culture. In your case, your behavior changed through finding faith. What can be done to introduce more at-risk youth to faith?

CD: The church is still vibrant; it’s a huge help and a huge mentorship vehicle. I think the [churches] that are good today are the ones teaching to the Bible. We’ve gotten to a place where church is seen more as an entertainment than a practical teaching of God’s word.

Let’s say a single parent or a young family gets into a local church that actually teaches the Bible and healthy biblical principles. They see the male-dominance prevalent in Salvadoran culture gets turned away really fast. The Bible teaches that a couple is a team and how to be a healthy male leader.

TCR: You watched your father nearly kill your mother. Violence was a way of life and you didn’t know anything else. How can Salvadoran males escape this lifestyle?

CD: The church is number one, but other channels include local sports; joining a local baseball or football league at a local park or at your school. Not everyone that grows up in the ‘hood wants to partake in gang culture. It’s the pressure and the influence but there’s a whole pack of kids that don’t want to be part of that because they’ve joined in sports.

My kid is in a football team and he loves it. They learn what a team is and that you can’t win by yourself. You’ve got to bring others up and [teach them] that winning is really about bringing others alongside you. Sports is a great way to deter a life of gangs and crimes. There’s also the arts and music. They could join their choir group, do some playwriting, write or paint. As a parent, I’ve been able to sit and watch my daughters in plays and choirs and sports and it blesses my heart to see the vibrance in my kids when they’ve come together in a choir or a school play. They put in all their effort into something worthy and it paid off.

Back when I was in school there was education in the trades. I was in shop class. Here’s what I noticed about the gang culture: All of us sat in the back of the class. One, because we were all gang members and the second part is we weren’t book readers. Not everybody can sit in a classroom and absorb teaching. Some kids learn and thrive through hands-on work so bringing those classrooms back would be awesome.

That way, kids coming out of high school who don’t want to pursue college have already learned to work with tools and can go to a trade school. I own a shop and I enjoy working with my hands and building signage. Learning those skills in school helped me big time.

TCR: You are so incredibly vivid about your crimes throughout your book. The scene where you plunge through someone’s stomach with a screwdriver was difficult to get through as a reader. How did you psychologically get through writing about them?

CD: There are certain incidents in everyone’s life that you don’t want to remember or relieve and that happens so many times throughout the process of this book. I recorded all of my life as far back as I could remember. I carried a voice recorder and I think I recorded over 54 hours. I’d go to a local park and just start talking. I would come across those incidents I’d rather not talk about and it would turn my stomach because you could see the evil that I was living. I had no problem with it back then, but as a Christian now it’s very difficult to put it into writing.

Coming into this book I didn’t want to do a book that was just so Christian and fluffy. That’s what we have in our Christian libraries, with mega churches and small churches, it’s always a fluffy story. It’s Christian entertainment for lack of a better term. I didn’t want to write a book to convert people to be born-again Christians. I wanted to get it into the hands of those who don’t know the Lord and I know a lot of people are intrigued by crime stories.

I said, ‘Let’s write something that’s 100 percent real. It’s going to hurt to remember all these things but if I could capture an audience of non-believers and the rawness of how far I went and the realness of who God is, then I think we have a good book.’

TCR: In Chapter 5, you shared a thought-provoking revelation that you joined a gang seeking male approval. Do you think this is true about gang culture in general?

CD: Absolutely. You look at the prison population here in the United States. There are 2.3 million people behind bars and nine out of 10 grew up without father figures. When that positive male role model is absent it’s a big deal and it affects both genders. There were girls in my personal gang that went in for murder, assault and home invasions.

TCR: Your book points to the fact that you missed positive role models throughout your youth; What kind of impact have you had in your current role of trying to keep other youth from following a similar path?  

CD: Three or four years ago, I took my kids to Venice Beach and as we were walking one of the kids I mentored when I was a youth pastor happened to be there walking in the opposite direction. He comes over and starts talking to us. He calls me ‘Papa’ and my wife ‘Mama.’

This is a young black man in his early 30s. When my kids asked him who he was he says, ‘Give me a second.’ He takes a little run and then comes back with about 10 teens and he looks at both of my daughters and says, ‘Your parents were my youth pastors and brought me to the lord when I was 13 years old and because of them I’m their youth pastor now,’ pointing to the kids with him.

You see first-hand the labor of your hands. The endless amount of time you spend with kids teaching them the Bible and taking them out on trips. What he got he’s now returning to the community. Those moments are special. The lasting effect is just incredible. He came from a broken house, with only a mom and sister in the picture. They struggled financially and emotionally. He lived in a very raunchy area but connected to the church and has lived a good life now.

“I put myself in their shoes.”

I put myself in their shoes. I put myself in their kind of mentality because I share a similar background with them. It’s easy for me to relate to them. I think, ‘How would I respond to this adult?’ I open myself up to these youth so that over time I can earn their trust. Trust has to be earned. They’re wounded and the last thing you want to do is continue to wound them. Being authentic goes a long way.  If I don’t have the answer to something, I tell them, ‘Why don’t we look for the answer together?’ Being a good listener is so important as a leader. God has given us two ears and one mouth to listen more and talk less. Listening is an important skill that mentors need today.

TCR: How can parents, the education system, law enforcement, youth and the media work together to break the cycle?

CD: Through dialogue and having an open discussion. For example, a meeting at a library, park or neutral place, where you invite law enforcement and other members of the community. I attend clergy meetings with my local police department and we feed off each other’s perspectives and ideas and how we can help each other. Community members and business owners are willing to help, but a lot of times don’t know how. If we get a whole community together then we could change the atmosphere. Let’s get business owners, teachers, parents, clergy, church leaders, law enforcement, and the media together, and let’s discuss solutions rather than drawing up signs and picketing.

We want to convey the message to our youth that: You’re important, we want to see you survive, go to college, to be self-employed.  What are we missing as adults that could help you guys out?

TCR: How do the issues this book brings to the surface fuel or combat today’s anti-immigrant rhetoric?

CD: Before I joined gangs, my mom sat me down and told me: ‘I don’t ever want to see you hanging up any other flag but the American flag. This is the place where you’re going to learn to get an education and you’ve got to respect this place.’

Man, that stuck with me. She also said: ‘You’re never going to get a government handout. You’re going to work hard and you’re going to contribute to the wealth of this place.’ I understand the economics and struggles of developing countries, but there’s a right way and a wrong way to enter this country. I understand it’s a hard thing when gangs have taken over places like El Salvador and Guatemala, and cartels have taken over Mexico, but if every country does its part (and it’s also a lack of leadership in these countries where there is so much corruption), then those countries will become safer.  Those who choose to come to America the right way can pursue happiness without looking over their shoulder.

The message in this book is not just for gang members and inmates. It touches on immigration and domestic violence, which is rampant in our culture. It’s a tool that can perhaps lead to a better way of life and maybe end up in a local church and change the future of its children.

Christine Bolaños is a freelance journalist based in Austin, Texas. Her work is heavily focused on social justice issues and has been published by the Guardian, NPR’s Latino USA, The Crime Report, The Trace and many other news outlets. You can follow her work at https://twitter.com/bolanosnews08.

From Gang ‘Shot Caller’ to Pastor: A Life-Altering Journey syndicated from https://immigrationattorneyto.wordpress.com/

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