#my opinion that no one asked for but imma stand buy it until the day i die

[queenofsimpsblog]

i just love women of colour so much.

like black women, east asian women, south asian women, latino women, indigenous women, hispanic women, all the woc.

i feel like our entire lives we've been taught that we need to be 'light skinned' or basically white wash ourselves to be desirable for society, and that's just total bullshit.

we're all such amazing and beautiful people, and we deserve to feel that way.

and yk what bothers me? when woc turn against each other and mock each other for our appearances, when the white washed society has done that to us our entire lives.

ain't no way i'm letting us turn on ourselves again.

we all deserve to love our 'non-white' features!!

nah like seriously if i see a black woman complaining about how her hair looks bad, or if i see a fellow indian woman complaining about her skin tone, i swear to fucking god i will aggressively love you all SO FUCKING MUCH

LIKE GODDAMN WOC WE'RE ALL SO DAMN FINE LEGIT EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US

fuck the white people who made us feel like crap for who we are and what we look like.

idk about you guys, but women of colour will always have a special place in my heart <3

[nightswithkookmin]

I loveeeee the way ur brain works and i like all ur posts and love reading them. Its Jimin day today and i wont lie that i am feeling a bit sad about whole JK not posting on JM bday because he was getting active on Social media again and i thought its because of JM bday coming soon but i hope they are happy and JM had a blast celebrating his bday.. it annoys me how other ship( u know which ship) is happy and making fun about this situation and calling Jikook bond fake and nonexsistant. 1/2

Ahhhhhh this topic!

Also me:

Packing my bags off these shipping streets. Jk don disgrace us. Lol. Kidding. If more than anything today has solidified my faith in JK and Jikook and while y'all are jumping ship imma hold the fort. Hashtag Jikook for life!

I've been receiving a lot of questions about this, about JK not posting for JM's birthday and I haven't answered any of them because- well I passed out. So...

Anywho,

Jk didn't post true, but have you thought about what it would have meant for him and JM if he had posted?

Now I see a lot of people running through the ship streets shouting Jikook broke up, something was off between them, Jikook was never real, jikook this- Jikook that- y'all need to calm your horses or I swear to God!

I mean I am down for all that wild gossip and angst but I think y'all is tripping.

Do I think they are in a bad place, HELL NO. Do I think they are not real? HELL NO! Do I think JK don lost his minds? ABSOLUTELY.

Lol

No but seriously, I'm fascinated by all of this. I'm in pain, can't process shit but when it comes to Jikook I'm always intrigued and fascinated by them.

I'm mostly fascinated by why JK pulled a 5/8, geared up for JM's birthday but then posts crickets on Jimin's birthday as you've said.

Is it me or does this whole thing feel like the tattoo girl scandal all over again? Lmho.

Up until now, I've avoided addressing Asks about Jikook coming out, JK proposing and stuff like that because those territories are a bit tricky for me- to speculate on those, I find I'd have to speculate on whether marriage is something both of Jikook want, whether both of Jikook want to come out but these are conversations I don't think y'all are ready for with me.

Not when I believe one of them, if you've been following my train of thoughts you'd know which, is not ready to make such commitments, joking about marriage and shit- yes, that tiny man. Lol.

I mean the backlash I get for the tamer things I share on here- chilee, y'all is about to eat me up for this. Here goes nothing. Mama pray for me.

I have said, late 2018 to the middle of 2019 is one of the moments I sincerely felt JK was going to 'out' Jikook just based on the way he was moving through that era until that impromptu hiatus and the following scandal.

Out Jikook as in OUT Jikook- I've told y'all Jikook have been asserting themselves against eachother. JK has been asserting himself and part of that self assertion ties in with his sexuality. He is tired of hiding. He's been tired since 2016- trouble this one.

Do I think JM is ready to come out- No. He doesn't want to come out but he doesn't want to hide hide either. Dude just want to stay in that glass closet.

Throughout my posts, I've speculated this has been a huge part of their on and off dynamics since November last year. Jk coming off too strong, JM asking for space- yall know don't make me repeat myself.

November 2019 up until today is also one such periods I felt JK was going to out Jikook, inspite of all the ups and downs they've experienced this season.

JK scares me to be honest with you. I keep saying people are looking at him wrong. Hell, people are looking at Jikook dynamics wrong I feel.

All the times Jikook have almost been accidentally outed, who's been the most terrified? It's not JK.

Jimin's face when RM said JK sneaks into JM's bed at night, his face when they walked into JK's room on Bon V and saw the cameras. I have an entire dissertation on this on my wall please get with it. Lol

Whatever silent protest JK's been on since JM's birthday last year- Not gonna lie, I felt JK was not posting for the others so he could post on JM's birthday this year as a way of coming out with him? You know, make a bold statement like he's done over the years? I'm delusional but also dead serious.

Each time I feel JK's come close to this pivotal moment, something's happened. I swear Jikook is taking years off my life- I'm exhausted.

Why is he trying to out their relationship on his own and not do that with the consent of Jimin? I'm gonna pray to God, y'all can read my mind with everything I have been saying since my posts because this is cutting it too close for me- and I'm exhausted so maybe another post next time.

Like I've said, I really believe they are in a good place this time around. Y'all know me, I don't shy from angst, I'd say if I felt there's been something off with them since they fixed whatever they were going through early half of the year.

The only tension I've sensed between them lately was on day two of the online concert when JM got a little too excited with trying to sell the sexual tension fantasy in his other ships and JK didn't look like he was happy about.

Later during the curtain call you could see dude cold stoning JM resulting in JM doing what he does best in such instances- clinging on to JK for their life. Lol.

He vanished from Namjoon's side real quick to take the bow next to JK but JK- Y'all check that moment out for yourself, see what I'm talking about.

Is that why he didn't wish Jimin a happy birthday? I don't think so. I think he put a lot of thought and preparation towards this moment to make something like this undo all of that- that is if my suspicions about what he was trying to do this year is right.

Jimin gone wake up married one of these days he won't know what hit him! Lmho.

It is why, I don't buy this whole he didn't post for the others which is why he didn't post for Jimin narrative. When have you known Jk to care about things like these?

The man literally got a birthday present for Jimin gave it to him in the presence of some of the members without doing same for them. Singling JM out like this is nothing new to him. He has done so consistently over the years to let this deter him.

The question y'all should be asking is why he didn't post for the others in the first place. They are all friends and posting for eachother's birthdays is a long standing tradition in BTS so why is he breaking from this culture all of a sudden?

Is he rebelling? Is he protesting? What is he trying to do? Right?

This moment has been building up since last year after JM's birthday and I honestly believed he was going to go through with it- hell I bought a wedding dress and shit- Jikook you son of bish!

I have said the company is giving them much room to be themselves, RM isn't breathing down their necks, JM looked like he was finally committed- everything looked great between them in my opinion except perhaps for the growing tensions between JK, V and Namjoon- If you've been paying any attention to their recent Twitter war.

I hate speculating based on nothing, so I'm just going to point out to you my observations without drawing conclusions- I'll share my thoughts on what these moments means when I've had more content to peruse and analyze from now- but for now you can make of it what you will:

1. JK starts a count down on Twitter, JM responds and continues the countdown.

Now I clocked, the moment JK posted this on the 5th that he had something up his sleeves with regards to Jimin which I shared with y'all. He was going for a 5/8/13 it's not news now.

2. After Jimin posts day 4 for the countdown, who ever was going to post after him was going to have to post day 3 to continue the countdown right? But Tae posts a V-cut instead breaking that chain.

Now I remember joking about this moment with a friend, rolling my eyes exclaiming, here they go again! V is trying to sabotage JK yet again, and he'd turn around and ask why their friendship is dwindling. The pettiness and passive aggressiveness of it all!

That moment reminded me of when he called JK out for attempting to eyefuck JM through the viewfinder in the Dynamite MV reaction video. Remember that? Same energy to me.

They do shit like this and their shippers will not take note but will turn around and act surprised when we say Taekook ain't all that- rolling my eyes.

3. Hobi continues the countdown with day 3 and RM posts something random the next day but I think it was to neutralize the Taekook shenanigans. Neutralizing is what RM does best- we been knew.

4. Jk posts his Savage Love cover on the 8th and equally doesn't partake in the countdown he himself initiated because- Savage.

5. Suga posts day 2. RM and Jin posts day 1 and Tae posts D-Day on the D day to promote the concert. Yadda yadda yadda.

Now I didn't think much of this moment to be honest- i merely took a mental note of it for future reference, and was paying close attention to their interactions at the concert- which we will talk about soon..

I didn't make much of this bit until VJoonKook became a hold out on Jimin's birthday. They were the last three to post, two of whom ended up not posting at all for Jimin"s birthday- fucking traitors.

It was at this point I felt compelled to put on my tinfoil hat. And reevaluate the situation.

Why were these three people the same trio engaged in that little squabble just a few days ago on the timeline? I wondered.

It felt as if Taekook were engaged in a Russian Roulette racing the clock while Joonie stood by waiting to neutralize whatever shit those two were going to pull on the timeline.

Call me delusional but I felt JK was going to post, Tae was going to try to one up him with a ridiculous post or counter his post- V and his fucking VMin agenda! Lmho

RM was going to end up mirroring whatever JK was going to post to neutralize it as per usual- leave me alone. I said I'm delusional. Let me be. Lol.

There's just a lot going on all at once and it's easy to lose sight of subtle moments like these when they happen.

Like Jimin saying he would be on VLive soon, which first of all- yay!

Y'all know I've been keeping my eyes on the app, most especially how the members are going to use it post IPO, post Soop- I have a lot of questions; will they be monitored like they were in May? Will they be able to have intimate interactions with the fans like before?

Y'all know my theory about Jikook and the VLive stuff so I'll leave it there.

Now as for what this moment here means, I think it's a humbling experience for all of us but mostly for Jimin-JK you sonova bish! Lol

Jimin is the one who loves to flex his bond and relationship with JK, he loves to show off their relationship. He is the one who's been called all sorts of names under the sun just because of his relationship with JK- even if they are friends.

None of the members have suffered and paid a price for their relationship with JK the way Jimin has throughout the years. It is why I hate it when people compare the others to him. Even if it placates you and lessens your insecurities please don't.

I'm not pressed about no ship wars. Hell, I often start one myself- what? fun.

I'm worried for Jimin mostly.

I think JK more than anyone knows how this looks. Which is why I really don't think this is what he was aiming for all along. To make Jimin look this way- again not to say JM is better than the others he didn't post for.

I don't know what's going on with JK now but I am not about to tell you this moment is nothing. It is not nothing.

I know people want to console themselves with the whole my partner don't gotta show off on social media on my birthday to show he loves me- please shut up. Or may be don't. Y'all con shippers confound me.

This is Jikook here, showing is an integral part of their dynamics. Isn't that why people call them a fanservice ship? Because they show so much? Because they do so much?

Jikook like to show off their bond, they like claiming eachother, they like reassuring eachother and I'm sorry but Park Jimin's father set such high standards for his son's birthday for anyone who claim they love him to pull stunts like this. Do y'all know Jikook at all?! I have to ask.

Jimin loves to be treated like he is different and special. It's his love language. We know this, BTS knows this, JK knows this- don't make excuses for JK if at the very least you can't see what he was trying to do here.

Even if you don't think they are a couple they are best friends- at the bare minimum. It doesn't take more than a few seconds to login and wish a friend a happy birthday- Hobi made four and he is not dating Jimin. Just saying.

You can't yell Jikook show us a lot hence there's no need for wild theories and assumptions and bully people who come up with wild theories and then in the same breath say they don't have to openly show us they care about eachother for them to be real- Y'all are going to ship by faith now? Chileee.

I have said JK likes to retract and conceal and only shows what he chooses to show and this was his choice. It's as simple as that. He chose not to post.

He didn't do it because of no damn other members.

He occupies a huge space in JMs life to not know what this moment says about him and his highly publicized relationship with Jimin- chileee, whatever did park Jimin do to you, JK?! Jesus Christ!

Havent heard of a betrayal this grand since the birth of Judas Iscariot- Judas is that you? Lmho.

I joke but I don't find this funny at all. Bless them.

It's one thing to not post for the others, but it's different for Jimin. And this is not to say the others don't matter to JK, they do. He's called them all family but then again he hasn't placed any one of them on a pedestal the way he's placed Jimin on a pedestal now has he? So we cannot assume Jimin means the same to him as the others mean to him.

Isn't that why we ship them?

Personally, I'm hurt by all of this. It hurts me that some people are going to use this as an excuse to tease and bully Jimin, call him a liar, call into question the years of friendship between Jikook, call into question any future interactions between them- I don cried my eyes out all day for Jimin but also for JK.

It hurts that I have to defend JK and Jikook to anyone. The task wasn't easy before all of this- not that anybody sent me. Who died and made me their spokesperson. Chileee

But please let's not dismiss this moment or belittle it. It's monumental- to me anyway.

JK was on to something I'm just curious to know what stopped him this time around. I want to know if he plans on not posting at all for anyone in the future. How long is he going to keep at it?

He's tried to out them twice. Will he do it again? How is he going to do it? What is Jimin going to do if indeed this is what JK had been planning, how is this going to affect their dynamics- I'm excited for their journey however it goes.

It's their journey unauthored. I'm just here to observe and report- and may uWu while I'm at it.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, we gotta ask ourselves, had JK posted anything at all today knowing full well he hasn't posted at all for anyone in the group all year, that what would that have meant for their relationship? What message would that have sent?

While we lament about this moment, let's also take a minute to ponder over what this moment might have signified if JK had actually posted.

Everything he did in the days leading up to Jimin's birthday pointed to the fact he was definitely going to post. To me it felt he was gonna come out. He was. And if he had done it- my god!

JK isn't my favorite person right about now. He can go ahead and step on leggos. No kithes for him🙄

But I have faith in him. Always. He's consistently shown and proven his love and loyalty for Jimin through out the years. You don't nibble on a man's ear in front of sixty thousand people, to find posting a simple message on his birthday tedious. This is Jikook. If it feels wrong, it is wrong.

I wish I could tell yall, this moment means nothing, that JK not posting is not a big deal but I can't. This moment is everything.

Signed,

GOLDY

[secret-engima]

Snippet of Teach Me How to Fight

(Hello, yes, still working on that Taur Soulmate AU off and on and cackling. Allow me to break ya’ll’s feels. Warning- if you are having a bad day ... maybe don’t read this. The angst is REAL. Imma try to post something fluffy in a minute to make up for it but ... yeh.)

...

     She unfolded the letter and read the curling, neat script.

     “Greetings and salutations, Soulmate,” Six he sounded so pretentious and posh, “my name is Ignis Scientia. As of the current date, I am seventeen years old.” So … only two years older than her. That was … she somehow wasn’t expecting that. He looked … younger than her somehow. “To start off with, I am honored to be your soulmate.” She stopped, bit her lip until she tasted copper to keep from laughing bitterly, she was sure that opinion had changed by now, “I do not yet know who you are, though I hope to by the time you read this, but I am certain that feeling of honor will not change. To welcome you, I baked several small pastries, each of them marked with a list of ingredients in case you possess an allergy to one, feel free to have as many of them as you wish. My guardians and other important life figures have been asked to leave you alone for this first Switch, as I have read that first Switches can be very jarring and I did not wish you to be alarmed by finding strangers banging on your door.”

     She instinctively glanced up, first at the door he had mentioned, then at the food he had … baked apparently. Maybe he was a baker’s son? What baker had enough money to own a room and clothes like this? She looked back down at the letter and tried to ease her grip on it for fear of tearing the sheets, “On the matter of my guardians and my life in general, I feel I must inform you now that I am a Royal Ward of Lucis,” he was a what, “which means that, while I am not royalty, I live in the Citadel of Insomnia, which is where you are now.”

     She dropped the letter from nerveless fingers, didn’t move to pick up the sheets, even though she could see she was nowhere near finished reading yet. The idle, grim hope that her soulmate was a Niflheim noble that might be interested in buying his soulmate burned away, but she didn’t even register the sting of it. Her thoughts were too busy circling, nipping and howling and screaming that she was in Lucis. In Insomnia. In the Citadel. She was home. She was standing in her home country, her home city.

     Her brother was in this building. If he was working, if he was on duty, if he was even still alive after three years of serving the military. Even if he wasn’t here, there would be others. Other Galahdians, others who would know what she was saying if she spoke the old tongue, if she ran down there and screamed her brother’s name. He might be there. He might be there and even her soulmate’s body, he would know her. He would know her when she told him her name, their address, memories of the times they had together. Her brother was so close that after years spent on an entirely other continent, it felt like she could reach out and touch him.

     Fear kept her soulmate’s paws rooted to the plushly carpeted floor, and paper crinkled against it as she crumpled onto her belly, sobbing so hard she felt like she was going to throw up. She made no move for the door, no attempt to stand or scream or call for help.

     No move to rush out into the hallways and find the floor the Kingsglaive —her brother and his friends who were uncles to her in all but Clan and blood— were on.

     She couldn’t. She couldn’t do it. She sobbed and pulled at the too-clean hair on this head that wasn’t hers and cried ugly tears because she couldn’t do it. She had been gone three years. Three years without a sign or a word. He had to think she was already dead, he had to have started mourning her by now, if not finished and moved on. Three years without hope and she would … what? Stumble down there in her soulmate’s body? Tell him that she was a slave somewhere in the frozen depths of Niflheim where he could never hope to find her, where she was an arena fighter that had killed fellow taurs for the sport of others?

     That within a few months time she could be the one bleeding out on the sand while another arena fighter stood as victor before the screaming crowd?

     She had almost died … so many times in just her first four events. The first one in the jungle where her own inexperience had been nearly as deadly as the other taurs, her second one where her team had fallen apart and only she and one other had survived to capture the opposing flag. Her third that had been a maze run where the traps and walls were what killed the other contestants rather than her fellow, unarmed slaves.

     Her fourth that had ended a mere week ago with an unhealed gash still on her side.

     How could she go down there and tell him she was alive, that her soulmate was here in the Citadel, when she could easily be dead before the next summer Solstice? Before the winter one even?

     She couldn’t. She couldn’t do that. Mistress Demeter and the other slavers already had her body and heart chained in place and packaged up in a neat little box. Niflheim had already taken everything from her. The jungle isles she didn’t remember, the city that had been her home, her freedom, her safety. They had taken sunlight and green grass, the blue sky and good food that wasn’t bland and strictly developed to be a “healthy working diet”. They had taken her innocence and replaced it with the the slick red of blood on her hands. They had taken everything from her. 

     They couldn’t have her brother too. They couldn’t use her to get to him, to make him throw himself into battle, into fights he couldn’t win in the vain hope of finding and saving her. They couldn’t.

     She wouldn’t let them.

     Even if it meant tearing out her own heart and grinding it beneath her paws as she shook and sobbed in her soulmate’s body.

[writershapeholeonthedoor]

Bitter Sweet - Foxxay/Gooday

Rate: General Audience

Tags: Love, Fluffy, Angst, True Love

Disclaimer: You might cry

Read it on AO3

The first time it happened, Misty felt like it was better to die again – she kinda wished she would die again so she wouldn’t have to see it. It was such a small and simple thing that Cordelia had no problem to hide it from anyone, but Misty was no fool, as much as people like to think she is. It started as a normal monday when Mallory entered the kitchen holding a Kleenex pack with Coco behind her proclaiming the girl had sneezed all night. A flu, everybody has a flu sometimes. But by tuesday Mallory was fine, almost like she hadn’t spent all day coughing, and she was back to her classes.

The surprise came when Misty searched for Cordelia before lunch to talk to her and found the Supreme leaving the bathroom with a red nose. “Are ya okay?”

“Of course!” Cordelia laughed, approaching Misty to give her a gentle kiss. “Just went to pee, you know, I also have to do it.”

Misty rolled her eyes – she didn’t bought the excuse, but she wasn’t going to press it. “Some of the girls asked if we can go to a fiel trip to the swamps this weekend.”

Cordelia arched her eyebrown with a small grin. “Which girl?” She knew her students and, besides Mallory, no one else would ask for that.

“Me.” The taller blonde had the cutest smile in the world when she leaned to place a soft kiss to the corner of the Supreme’s mouth. “Imma your girl.”

Cordelia laughed again, louder and happier, a little impressed by her wife. “Yes, you are.”

“So?” Misty raised her eyebrowns a couple times while putting her arms around Cordelia and pulling her closer. The door was closed and was almost lunch time, she didn’t had to worry about someone catching them – she wouldn’t mind, but Cordelia was relentless about keeping her image as the Supreme.

“Well, you can go, but I’m not sure any of the girls will want to go with you.”

That was the first time Cordelia ever got sick after the Apocalypse. Since Mallory had go back in time and change all of it, it was actually the first time Cordelia got sick after she became the Supreme. It happened five years and a few months after Nan brought Misty back from Hell and that broke her heart. Misty remembered when Fiona started to get worst and worst as days went bye and, even if she wasn’t around to see it, she could picture how Cordelia raised to power. She could imagine it was pretty amazing, considering even her eyes went back to normal, and even the scars disappeared.

But Cordelia denied she was sick and she did a very good job at hiding it from everyone else, and Misty calmed herself down when she realized it was nothing but a small flu that was gone in less than a week and everything was fine. It took two more years for the Supreme to get sick again and by the time it happened, Zoe and Madison wasn’t living in the house anymore, Mallory was a teacher and not a student and they had to buy a second house so they could shelter all the girls that searched for them.

Misty woke up with empty arms and the distant sound of coughing. “Delia?”

“Yeah?” That was the only word Cordelia managed to say before another cough fit hit her.

Misty rolled around, already throwing her blankets away, and got up from the bed. The floor was cold under her bare feet, but she was used to it, so she simply walked to the bathroom. “What’s goin’ on?” She was aware that her accent was heavier with sleep, but she also knew Cordelia loved it.

“It’s just a alergic reaction.” Cordelia waved her hand when she heard that Misty was behind her. She coughed again before she turned around to smile to her wife. “You should go back to bed, honey, you look about to pass out.”

The swamp witch sighed and walked to hug Cordelia. “Do ya want some water?”

“I’m fine, thank you.” Cordelia took a deep breath to recover.

“Nah, I’m goin’ to grab a cup for ya. Go sit in bed.”

Less than a week after, Cordelia was fine again. That time, Queenie also realized that the Supreme wasn’t feeling very well, but she didn’t said a thing about it when she saw Misty making a potion to help. Misty was sure the girl spread the news to the other Council members, because Zoe started to visit more and Madison even kept her mouth shut for the most part of it.

The next time it happened, Cordelia couldn’t hide from anyone what was going on. She fainted. The Council was having a meeting to decide a few things when the Supreme got up from her chair and, just when she was about to take the first step, she fell in the ground. Misty jumped from her chair, but she wasn’t fast enough to catch her.

“Cordelia!” Misty shouted, already kneeling by her side to help her getting up.

“I’m okay.” The woman whispered. Besides a little ache in her wrist, she was in fact okay, but she knew no one would believe her.

“What happened?” Queenie asked with a worried look in her face.

Cordelia, who was now sitting in the ground with Misty’s hands around her arms, shook her head. “I didn’t eat anything today, I just got weak.”

Weak. The Supreme never got weak. “Well, sit down. I will go get you some coffee and crackers.” Zoe said, before going to her other side so Misty and her could help Cordelia got up and sit down in her chair.

But even after she ate, Cordelia still felt bad for hours. Misty used mud to heal her wrist, made some tea for her to drink, and stayed in bed with her all day, but, by the end of the night, Cordelia had a fever that wasn’t there before and she couldn’t keep nothing in her stomach. It was just after dinner that a knock came at the door and Misty went to open it.

“Mallory?” Her voice wasn’t gentle as it normally was.

“Hi. Zoe told us that Cordelia wasn’t feeling very well today, I just wanted to know if is there anything I can do to help. Does she need anything?” Mallory’s smile was gentle, sweet, inocent even. So willing to help.

“Is Zoe still here?” Misty asked. She told before the meeting that Madison buyed them tickets to some concert that night.

“Yes! I will sleep with Coco so they can sleep in their old room.” The younger girl sounded happy, like having her friend (s?) there was the most amazing thing in the world. “So, how is she feeling?”

Misty looked at Mallory. Really looked at her. From hair to toe, shoulder to shoulder. The girl was really young, Misty knew it, she was almost thirteen years younger than Misty herself. When they met, she was only sixteen, already carrying the weight of saving the world upon her shoulders, sounding much older than she looked. But right now, standing outside their room, Mallory never looked younger, alive, good. She looked like she could go out and beat a lion with her bare hands, like she could stop a train if she wanted to, like she was ready for anything. Misty threw a look over her shoulder to the woman in bed. Her wife. Pale, curled in her own body, trying to hide under the covers because of the fever, with a bucket by her side in case she needed to vomit again.

Misty knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t stoped blaming Mallory for that.

It came as a surprise to everyone. Mallory and Misty were really close, like lost siblings or something like it, so it was a shock to see Misty pushing her away with harsh and cold words. Misty knew that what she was doing wasn’t right, that it wasn’t actually the girl’s fault and that it was just life, but there was a part of her, probably some primary instinct to protect the one she loved, that made her want the girl away. She realized that Cordelia would get weaker and weaker as time went by, while Mallory was going to get stronger and, in the end, her power would kill the older Supreme so she could rise, and Misty felt bitter.

How Cordelia managed to look at the girl everyday was a mistery to her. How could someone look at the person that would be the death of her everyday like nothing was wrong? Every thing was wrong.

Misty never brought up the subject, neither did Cordelia or any of the other girls, until Coco did.

“It’s not her fault.” The rich girl said one day when there was only the two of them in the kitchen. “I know what you’re doing, but it’s not her fault. Mallory don’t want this.”

Misty gulped loudly, almost dropping the cup from her hand. She knew that, but she couldn’t help how she felt about it. “I know.”

“So why are you acting like it is?”

“What would you do if it was the other way around?”

Coco didn’t had a reply, but Misty didn’t push the subject furter. A week later, Zoe and Madison moved back to the Academy with the excuse that living alone was more boring then they thought it would be. The Council was back together to keep an eye in their Supreme, but Cordelia didn’t needed this. She was fine for a while, strong as a horse, healthier than ever.

“Mallory is a very strong witch.” Cordelia said one day, with a happy smile. The imagine of proud. “She had proved that a lot of times to all of us.” Misty remembered the girl had learned a new power just a few days before and shivered. The girl had just learned how to transmutate, out of nowhere, with no help. “I think she’s ready to be a part of this Council.”

Silence. They could almost hear a cricket in the backyard – Misty was sure they could hear her heart beating fast against her chest in panic. Zoe and Queenie exchanged a look. They were the first members of Cordelia’s council and they lived with her more than the other two had, it looked like they were trying to comunicate without saying anything, but it was Madison who spoke first.

“Isn’t there a rule that say: don’t put a girl in a woman’s position?” She mocked.

Cordelia rolled her eyes to her older student. “I have been watching her for years now, Madison. She’s ready.”

“So why are you asking us? Or that wasn’t a question?”

“Well, you’re my current Council, your opinion is very important to me.” Cordelia shrugged.

Madison watched her Supreme for a couple of seconds, before scoffing. “It wasn’t a question then.”

“I don’t want her to be unprepared like I was.” The older woman explained. “This way, she will start to help taking decision for this Coven. I won’t do it if any of you have an objection.”

Zoe moved unconfortable in her chair before answering. “If you think she’s ready, I agree with it. You’re right, she’s very talent, I teached her myself when she first got here and I can tell that.”

“You could have done it without flirting.” Madison snapped back to her girlfriend.

“I never...”

“Fine.” Madison cut Zoe before she could finish. “But I won’t work with Junior until we have her fully trained.”

Queenie rolled her eyes. “I think she will be a great help, we do have a lot of papers to go throught. Besides, the newest one does the boring stuff.”

Cordelia giggled at the girl, squeezing her hand on top of the desk, before turning to look at Misty with a smile that warmed the whole room. “So?”

Misty knew she was right – like always. Mallory was ready to do it and it was going to be beneficial to everyone to have her be envolved in things before she becames the Supreme, Win-win. But she looked at Cordelia again. Just the other night, she had to say a spell twice in the greenhouse, just after Mallory transmutate from her room to the kitchen to get a cup of water.

Her eyes filled with tears before she could stop herself. Misty never hated anyone, not even the crazy people who burned her at the stake, and maybe she didn’t actually hate the girl, but she wished Mallory never got there in the first place.

“Misty?” Cordelia’s smile had fadded into worry when she saw the look in her girlfriend’s eyes.

“Sure.” She whispered, seconds before spinning out of the room.

Misty ignored everyone while she ran to the greenhouse, knowing Cordelia was right behind her. She managed to slip inside the greenhouse before she started to cry and sob like never before. Cordelia had her arms around her in a heatbeat, stroking her hair and whispering sweet things in her ear, trying to calm her down and stop the tears.

The Cajun had gone throught a lot of shit in her life. Burned at the stake, left to die in a coffin, fail the Seven Wonders, she was judge for being different all her life, she never had friends and she lived in the Swamps for months all by herself. Nothing of that was easy to live by, but to think that Cordelia, her soulmate, was going to die, was the worst thing that ever happened to her.

Misty prayed to Goddess or whatever superior being that could exist to take her in Cordelia’s place. She would gladly go if that meant Cordelia would be okay.

“Misty, darling, talk to me.” Cordelia begged. She felt useless and powerless, like there was nothing she could do to help the other woman.

“You’re dying.” The wild-haired woman whispered, feeling her knees became jelly under her.

Cordelia, sensing the woman was about to collapse, helped her sit in one of the stools, not letting go of her hands in the process. Misty was shaking, holding her hands so fiercely that it was almost painful, but she wasn’t going to complain, not when her wife looked so lost and terrified. “Misty, baby, what are you talking about?”

Misty shook her head and looked at their hands, lost in the feeling inside her chest. She felt hopeless and that was something she never felt before. “Mal-Mallory i-is getting stron-ger.” Her voice was shaky because of the sobs and that broke Cordelia’s heart. “You-You-You’re go-going t-to die!”

“Oh, darling.” Cordelia sighed heavly, pulling her so Misty’s head would rest in her chest while she hugged the woman as close to her body as possible. She used one of her hands to stroke Misty’s hair, while the other one was pressing firmly in her back, as a reminder that she was still there and she was going nowhere. “I’m not going to die any time soon.” Her voice was low, but the vibration in her chest when she spoke helped to calm down the younger blonde. “You’re stuck with me until we’re old and I will need your help to get to the bathroom.”

Misty almost fell from the bench when she tried to get closer to Cordelia, desperately holding into her like the devil himself was trying to pull her down. “Delia.” She sounded like a wound animal and Cordelia finally let her own tear roll down her face.

“Mist, one day Mallory will become the Supreme. And for that happen, I will need to go.” The older woman tried to be gentle in her approach, but she figured there was nothing she could say that would sugar up the situation. “But that’s not happening today, or tomorrow, or in a very long time. Mallory is with us for more than eight years now and she learned so much. She’s a teacher. Is natural that she will learn how to do new magic, that dosen’t mean it’s making me weaker.”

“Fiona...”

“My mother killed herself with her choices.” Cordelia cut her gently. “She drinked, smoked and Goddess know what else. Besides, we rushed the raising of a new Supreme because we wanted her gone. She was bad for this Coven and we took a very hard decision since she wasn’t able to let her powers go. What happened to her won’t happen to me. When Mallory is ready and I have nothing else to give to this Coven, my powers will fade so she can rise. It will happen naturally.”

“You said she’s ready to be in the Council.” Misty was silently crying now, paying attention to every word that came out of the other woman’s mouth like she was telling the most important secret in the world.

Cordelia giggled softly. “You’re also a part of the Council, Misty. It only means that I trust her to help me manage this Coven.” She leaned to press a kiss on top of the Cajun’s head. “Can I ask you something, darling?” When Misty nodded, Cordelia took a deep breath. “Is that why you’re treating Mallory so badly?”

Misty choose to remain silent for a while, considering how to answer it, but it was Cordelia and she trusted the woman to never judge for anything. “I can’t help it. Everytime I look at her I see... you, but not in a good way.”

“In what way?”

“Dead.” Misty sniffed. “She reminds me that you’re going to die.”

“We all are going to die one day.” Cordelia replayed with a smile, putting a blonde lock behind the younger girl’s ear.

Misty sighed. “Yes, but...” She removed her head from the comfy place between Cordelia’s breast to look at the woman’s eyes. It crossed the Supreme’s mind that she had never saw Misty so serious before. “You’re getting sick, you never got sick before. And she... she’s not.”

Cordelia had a sad smile when she was done talking. She kept forgetting just how sensitive Misty could be. “People get sick. I had a flu or two, I was out of luck, but that dosen’t mean I will drop dead in the ground.” Misty’s hand clenched around the back of her dress like it was going to happen right now, and Cordelia was quick to calm her by placing a loving kiss in her forehead. “You don’t need to be mad at Mallory, sad or angry. You or any of the other girls.” Misty arched her eyebrown to that and Cordelia laughed. “The four of you aren’t as subtle as you think you’re. I know why Zoe and Madison came back, I know Queenie is keeping an eye on me when you’re not around. You all think I’m about to die.”

“We’re worried.”

“I know, baby.” Cordelia’s face softened to that and she used the back of her fingers to caress Misty’s face. “You don’t need to worry about that, ok? Let me do the worrying because, after all, it’s happening to me and I will be able to know when we have to worry, ok?”

“Do ya promisse to tell me?” Misty’s voice had suddenly got lower and her accent popped out when she pouted.

Cordelia thought she never looked cuter. “I promisse I will tell you when is time to worry. I will tell you, and then we will tell the girls, so we can all worry together about something that none of us can do nothing about.” She finished with a light giggled and an eye roll. “Meanwhile... stop blaming Mallory.” Misty blushed to that. “It’s ok, baby. I understand. I can’t say I wouldn’t feel the same way if our places were changed. But I want you to try. You two always got along so well, I don’t want you to push your swamp partner away about something that it’s not her fault.” Cordelia poked her nose, smiling when she crinkled it. “She didn’t choose this.”

“I know.” Misty sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, you did nothing wrong.” Cordelia leaned for a kiss that Misty was glad to give. It was sweet and slow, almost like they were trying to hold as much as they could into each other before letting go to grab some air. “I love you, Misty Day, everyday and everynight, until the day I die.”

“I love you, Delia, to Hell and back.” That earned her a narrowed eyes that were clearly annoyed. Misty giggled, slidding her hands around Cordelia waist more gently than she had done before. “It is true.”

Cordelia rolled her eyes and placed her arms around Misty’s neck, even if her upper body was leaning away from the other girl. “Say something like that and you won’t be allowed to listen to Stevie for a week.”

Misty only smiled, suddenly lost in the Supreme’s dark eyes. She couldn’t wait to spend her life by her side.

[stargazing-dreamer-girl]

Brotherly concern

Fandom: Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Pairing: Nicholas Scratch x reader, (implied) Harvey x Sabrina

Word count: 1,186

Requests:  Hey, I saw your post on CAOS, and was wondering if you could do an imagine about Nicholas Scratch falling in love with a mortal girl? I'm sure you've probably been asked this, or possible thought of this idea yourself, but if not Imma just slide in - by @frappstappshoney

Could you do a nick scratch x reader where the reader is Harvey's sister and sees Nick with Sabrina and is attracted to him and Sabrina introduces them and they fall instantly or something and total fluff??? Maybe Nick is slightly worried cause she's a mortal or something???? - by anon

A/N: I’m sorry that it took so long but I had a writers block. Also this is one of the longest on my account (maybe the longest). I changed it a bit, hope you don’t mind.

A few days ago Sabrina had decided to introduce Nick to the world of the mortals and today was the day she finally showed him around Greendale. Harvey – because he didn’t trust Nicholas at all - accompanied them, his hands always somewhere at Sabrina. His arm around her shoulder or her waist, his hand holding hers. The air was filled with tension all day long until Sabrina decided to sit down at Cerberus Books to fill Nick in on another tradition she had with her friends.

She ordered their drinks from Auntie Hilda before she got back to the table with three hot mugs in her hands and placed them in front of the boys. Harvey thought that this was the perfect moment to give Sabrina the necklace he got her, so he reached inside his jacket pocket just to feel that nothing was there. Panicked he searched his other pockets. “Are you okay, Harvey?” Sabrina asked worried when she noticed his behavior. “Uhm, yeah, I… just have to make a call real quick.” He got up from his seat and rushed outside already dialing your number.

You were lying on the couch in your room reading a book in peace when you saw that your brother was calling. You marked your page before you set the book aside and answered his call. “Hey, brother! What’s up?” “I need your help, sis!” “What can I do for you?” He let out a sigh of relief when you told him you would help before he told what you had to look for and where to find it. After you hung up and went to his room to find the necklace on his nightstand you pulled your phone out again. ‘Alright, I got it. I’ll be there in 10.’ You texted him before you put on your shoes and coat and left the house.

After the phone call ended he went back to the table. “Who were you calling?” “Oh, just Y/N.” With that he thought they were done with that topic until Nick joined the conversation. “Who’s Y/N?” “None of your business!” Harvey spit. Sabrina reassured him by placing a hand on his arm. “She’s Harvey’s sister,” she explained to Nick who just nodded. The thought of yet another Kinkle wasn’t very pleasing.

About ten minutes later Harvey and Sabrina were deep into a conversation while Nick let his eyes wander around the store. His eyes fell on you when you entered Cerberus Books. He watched you looking around. A cocky grin spread on his face as you made your way over to their table.

“Hey, Harv, Brina!” You greeted them, for now ignoring the third person on the table. Harvey has told you a few things about the guy Sabrina and he were showing around town today and what he’d told you wasn’t exactly good. Unnoticed by Sabrina you handed Harvey the necklace. “Hi, Y/N! Why don’t you sit with us?” she offered. You accepted with hesitation before you sat down next to the – unfortunately very handsome – stranger. Usually you would make your own opinion on people, but your brother really hated this guy and you had to promise him on the phone to stay away from him. “Oh, and this is Nicholas.” Sabrina introduced the guy to you. He offered you his hand to shake. “Nicholas Scratch, but you can call me Nick.” “Y/N.” You simply answered accepting his handshake.

At some point Nicholas – you refused to call him Nick – offered to buy you something to drink and didn’t accept a ‘no’ as an answer, so you gave in and he got you a hot chocolate. Since Harvey and Sabrina basically ignored you two after he gave her the necklace Nicholas tried to start a conversation multiple times. You just gave him short answers at first until you decided that you wouldn’t spend your Saturday afternoon having a conversation like this, so you started really talking to him and getting to know him and even though you didn’t want to you developed quite a liking for him.

Nick went through different stages upon getting to know you. He’s been mesmerized the first time he’s laid his eyes on you. Then he found out you were Harvey’s sister and kind of lost interest, but when he noticed how Harvey reacted every time Nick approached you he wanted to piss him off. Now he was genuinely interested in you. Not only were you beautiful but also funny, smart and witty, basically the polar opposite of your brother. He couldn’t believe that he was falling for you. After all you were a mortal and this shouldn’t happen! He should not feel this way towards a mortal, but he couldn’t help it. It had to be kept a secret, if something would come out of it. Nobody could know, but the more he got to know you, the more he thought you’d be worth it.

 Your mugs were empty for a long time now. It was getting dark outside and Cerberus Books emptied out. You were interrupted in the middle of your sentence by Sabrina. “We have to go back to the school, Nick! We’re already late!” Sabrina and Harvey were already on their way outside to say goodbye before they would part ways. Nick turned to you after following them with his eyes. “I would like to see you again.” He brushed a strand of hair behind your ear before leaning closer. “What about you?” He whispered. “Me too.” You smiled. He leaned in even closer until his lips were touching yours, moving against them. You closed your eyes, returning the kiss until he was suddenly gone. Your eyes shot open to see your brother dragging Nick away from you. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Harvey?” You exclaimed jumping from your seat. “He’s no good for you!” “Well, that’s on me to decide, don’t you think?” You grabbed Nick’s hand pulling him with you out of the store. Harvey was shouting after you, but you just ignored him and continued your path.

Nick stopped you after you’ve walked a few blocks. “What was that all about?” He asked you amused. “I’m sick of him telling me what I can do and what not! He always does that and I can’t stand it! I actually enjoyed something for once and he had to interrupt it!” “You enjoyed it?” He asked, the cocky smile spreading on his face again. “Yes, I did.” You answered him, the same smile appearing on your face, before you grabbed his face and kissed him again.

When you pulled away Nick let out a sigh. He couldn’t believe what he was about to do. “I think you should go back. Your brother just wants the best for you.” A sarcastic laugh escaped you. “Do you realize what you are saying?” “I am and I might regret it later, but you should go. We will see each other again, I promise!” “Fine!” Defeated you turned around and left him there mentally preparing yourself for the talk you would have with your brother soon.