#my sniffer never lies

[wafflesex]

My TWST tier list but it's based on how nice I think the boys smell

[henza-hex]

My husband's secret

This is my first story ever, so I would like to know in the comments if you enjoyed or not. Feel free to give me some tips and criticism about what I have to improve, and the things you want to see next.

> This story contains farting and burp fetish <

My name is Edward, people call me Ed, but you can call me for what I am: a filthy fart sniffer. This is what i've been my whole life and I'm OK with it. Most people who discovers a peculiar fetish like ours try to supress it till they don't feel that anymore, but since I was a child, my determination in satisfying my urges didn't stop, because if we that have this fetish don't accept well, imagine the people around us. But they fart, burp, so you have to be cunning to control them. Now you must be wondering "Control? What is this guy even talking about?". Yes, control, because in every man lies a beast that wants to live as feral as our ancestors did, to submit the weak.

My first experience, and the one that woke my fetish for good, was at school, a long time ago. I say one of my friends engaging on a burping contest, but I couldn't see much cause I had to catch my bus on a hurry. So I thought about a way of experiencing this myself. I invited him to my house after lunch, expecting him to be fueled up to release his gas, and so he did.

We started playing video-games together, and our first match was in a "Tekken" game, and after we tied I proposed a prize for the winner as well a punishment for the looser. I decided to be cruel and disgusting to wake his 'feral' side when he thought about my punishment, which he didn't have decided yet after the shock he felt when I said he would have to take a spit on his face if he lose. Then the match began, and I never saw him so concentrated in the game, I played rough the previous times, but this I made easier for him to win, and when I lost, I looked to the side and said:

"W-what will you do to me?", faking fear. "Hmmm, let's see" he said smirking, I saw in his eyes the malice to do such a disgusting thing I proposed, and since his especiality were burps, I hit the jackpot.

"Close your eyes" he said, "Why? This isn't in the rules", faking resistance, just when he lightly slapped mw, which made everything so much hotter, "I said close-your-eyes", and so I did. Suddenly I felt his breath close to me, controlling myself to not show my boner, when an odd sensation hit me on the nose, a umid one, and then I heard

"BBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP"

I opened my eyes imediately, and he was mouth open on my nose! I got that burp right from the source and it was aboslutely disgusting, it smelled the seasonings of his lunch, and I was proud of my idea.

When he saw that I opened my eyes, he held me in place and "BRRRRRRUAAAAAAAAAP" belched another time. "I know that it was just one but that was just sitting on my throat" he said, in a relief tone.

But now, I want to talk about THE man of my life, I know he is such because my wretched mind didn't take control over me to mess all of our relationship. He is almost everyting I ever wanted, sweet, caring, courteous, handsome and his most important feature: loves me. We dated for 2 years and now we thought it was time to make another step and live together.

He is three years older than me, so he already finished college and found a good job in his area. You think I would not talk about his appearence but I saved the best for the end. Unfortunaly, he is shorter than me, altough stronger, well-built, tan skin, great pecs, lovely plump lips, and an ass to die for. As a fart sniffer I'm always looking for guys with big asses, it increases the fun for me, and everytime I think about his ass... urgh...

That's why I said he is almost perfect: I've never saw him farting. If he wasn't so charming, that would possibly be torturous, but I love him so much that I thought it was the sacrifice needed for our love, but everything changed when my family invited us to celebrate our new home, and I discovered one of his secrets: lactose intolerant. My mother made a ice cream cake for dessert, and he obviouly didn't eat that. I was willingly sacrificing my fetish until that, but it would be so easy...

As I said he has a part time job which means he leaves at the morning, and come to me only in the end of the day. As a good boyfriend that I am, I prepare his lunch and bring it to him, but this day I would be wicked.

I was eagerly waiting for him to come, and finally it happened. He opened the door with an angry look, and stormed to the living room afterwards.

"Aren't you going to say hi?" I said, following him. He made himself confortable on the couch and unbuttoned his shirt a little, his great pecs were such a view, and his bulge was noticiable when he spread his legs, I love his uniform.

"I had a stressfull day, my boss invented that I was being lazy so I had to be supervisionized all the time".

I sat next to him to comfort, and said "That sucks baby, noticed that you ate your lunch, I hope my cheese tacos made at least some minutes of your day happy" I kissed him on his cheek.

"Wait, cheese? Did you forget about my lactose intolerance? That's why I was gassy all day, I couldn't let all out because of that stupid supervisor, wish I have farted on his stupid face"

I was in shock when he said that, fart on his face? Was he even capable of doing that? My sweet boyfriend? Someone must have really messed him up, but I had to recompose myself to answer "Oh my God, I totally forgot about that, I'm so sorry, I tought you would like the surprise and it ruined your day" I even made a sad face to my act.

He got up and said: "Well, seems that everybody is disappointing me today. I told you that I was intolerant, and to hang up our wet clothes to dry, you managed to forget BOTH"

Wow, he was really pissed

"And now i'm bloated with gas without clothes to weat tomorrow" he complained.

"But baby it's not my fault, if you wanted those things done, maybe you should have done it for yourself, maybe you ARE lazy like your boss said" the last sentence killed his smile, and he gave a 'I can't believe you said that' look.

"Well" he grinned maliciously and said "I couldn't fart on those stupid jerks today, but I can on yours, maybe it will be the only relief I'll have today" with that, he turned around and jutted his ass in my direction, his black trousers were so tight that left none to imagination "Eat those stupid cheese tacos that you made, tell me if they taste good" with that, he clenched his fist and grunted in concentration, that might be a forceful fart.

PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT 

It exploded, I was in shock till that moment with my open mouth, so I literally could taste the tacos I made, and it was bad. I think all the farts that he hold up the whole day mixed up together to form a MEGA fart, so loud, smelly and strong that I swear I saw his pants rumbling with the vibrations.

He grunted more, and then OOOUUUUUUUURHPPPTT another fart erupted

"YEAAAAAAAAAAH, I feel lighter after those, love, haha. Hope that brings you a message, and warn you before fogetting the things I say to you, if don't, I'll show you tonight that I have a lot where they came from, haha" He smacked his ass and gave a peck on my forehead, entering his stinky could "pheww, that stinks, hopefuly that wasn't on my face haha" and left the room.

[tvstarkuma]

- set's the bear's tail on fire -

"Woohoo! We won!" The enemy got in one final agidyne but Teddie was able to handle it just fine. A quick heal and he'll be good to go.

"Hmm? My nose smells something." And his sniffer never lies, "Do you guys smell something burning...? He smelled the area again, turned around to look for its source, started to feel a bit hot...

"AAAH! It's me! BEAR ON FIRE! BEAR ON FIRE!!!" Someone heal him because the flames are spreading.

[brucewaynehater101]

SPECIAL DEATH MESSAGE:

(offers you a dainty bone china teacup full of earwax)

Republicans have an uncanny taste for the inside of Donald Trump's rectum

Someone genetically engineered the noses off of my space sheep. The whole sniffer bloodline is being executed for smelly crimes. Also appearing on toast, THE FRIED TOMLINSON SPAM EGG CHIPS AND SINGERS!

Upon their second meeting he scolded her for upsetting the Queen of the Artichokes

Insallah, the [genocidal eugenicist] reptile shall be made into air conditioning

In this brutal, breakneck first-person booter, the Anger Foot introduces the ruthless gangs of dystopian cesspit Shit City to a fury of feet and firepower.

(in heavy Hungarian accent) Great bewbies, Honeybun. My lower intestine is full of spam, egg, spam, bacon, spam, baked beans, spam, spam, and spam. My n1pples! (I am dragged offscreen by a Victorian London bobby as Vikings chant loudly)

Does he have foreskeen eyes?

Massive swarms of cicadas devouring our crops, check. Rivers and seas boiling, check. Lots of natural disasters, check. Leprosy rates spiking among Americans who have never even seen an armadillo (a plague of sores and boils), check. (That last one especially so in Florida, I guess God hates DeSantis.) Speaking of which, false prophets, check and double check.

Many used camels be upon you. GETAWAY CAMELS! GETAWAY DATES! ONLY SLIGHTLY USED! GARRYS MOD HAS MADE BRAIN IS FULL OF POOTIS!

(but earwax isn't drinkable :( Is it to look at?)

"Republicans have an uncanny taste for the inside of Donald Trump's rectum." Is that a clever way to say they kiss ass???

Space sheep! Now I'm imagining star patterned sheep 🥺 Sucks they're all being killed off, though :/ Have you seen that one detective show where this guy solves crimes cause he can smell real good? Very curious how he vs the sheep would go

Idk wtf a Tomlinson is, but spam and eggs sound gross :( At least a singer is there? For the toast 🍞🥂

Artichokes are delicious. Would the queen be offended if I ate one in front of them?

"Insallah" is a cool as fuck phrase. I hope God approved of turning a genocidal eugenicist reptile into air conditioning. Fucker deserves it. Might as well get used out of the gross reptile

First-person booter?? I'm guessing "Anger Foot" is the name of the game... Booter, like kicking someone? Which makes sense later with the fury of feet and firepower. Ig Shit City would probably be a horrible place to live (but also fun?? As long as you are strong enough against feet?)

Well... I don't like spam or eggs and baked beans are alright... You seem to very much like them plus bacon if your lower intestines are full of it. Would that be a balanced meal? It seems like a lot of protein

Whelp... Vikings are cool. Wonder what their chanting would sound like. Though cops aren't cool in comparison :/ Bobby is a funny name for 'em, though.

Lots of questions about "foreskeen eyes" Is that foreskin eyes (which... would that make them reptile eyes??) or forseen eyes (fortune telling eyes [fortune eyes is a fantastic song])

Cicadas!!! Their carcasses are scary :( We do have a ton of natural disasters occurring (I feel like that's the wrong term cause they ain't gonna end).

I didn't know much about DeSantis. All I knew is that I can't visit Flordia anymore :/ There's some wild shit online about him, though. On the related topic, makes sense why climate is revolting against him.

Hmm... Who's the false prophets this is addressing? And, what would they need to double check? Perhaps double checking the lies (since they are false)?

Used camels be upon you... Hmm... What would a not used camel be? What makes them used? Is it bad that they are used? It's maybe good that they are used as a getaway (depends on the circumstances)

Dates, on the other hand, do not make good getaways. They are tasty, though

Wait... Are the dates slightly used? Cause I'm good. I will only consume unused dates

Garrys mod??? And the only thing I'm seeing for pootis is a weird looking bird :/

[phosphorus-noodles]

joel joel joel joel 🎭💄😬😭😶 <3 (and also the anger one if u want. and also oli if you want? if this is too many feel free to leave any out sjdfklsdj <3 <3 <3)

JOEL JOEL JOEL JOEL !!!!!

it's NEVER too much i love joel and also oli <33

but i'm not doing every canon iteration i think i'd die /silly, so my au it is because i think that's predictable enough from me,

🎭 A headcanon about what they lie about

Ohh... lots of things...

There's a stream clip somewhere where Oli says Joel is a compulsive liar and I latched onto that. Man lies ALL the time about stuff just. because. he just does it, he doesn't think. it's usually harmless?? like "do you like x food" "ohh yeah! i looove x food! ^^" because... what if they get mad at him for saying the wrong thing :(

I dunno, man's got anxiety and he lies a lot compulsively because of it- also lots of "what are you doing?" "nothing!!" when it's literally. the most arbitrary thing. you don't need to hide man it's okay,

Oli lies to be funny. He lies to commit more to the bit. He also lies to repress his feelings and bottle them up so they never see the light of day <3

💄 An appearance headcanon

DID I NEVER POST MY MEZALEAN JOEL DESIGN,

I think I did. I change it a lot tbf. But I don't think I posted the one I'm thinking of- it's lots of bright colors!! He likes to dress nice but not too stuffy, look nice but feel nicer yk? And he likes his hair fluffy and bouncy and curly and ouhrghjg,,,

And he used to HATE his rainbow freckles bc he thought they were stupid, but Oli helped him change his view on them hehe <33

Oli's kiiinda the same way? But not really. Doesn't really care about how he looks when he's just hanging around, but if he can get Joel flustered by dressing up nicer, ohhh he cannot pass that up 😌🫶

😬 A headcanon about the worst thing they’ve done

The worst thing Oli ever did was talk to Joel. The worst thing Joel ever did was talk back.

That's a joke but. man. consequences or something, /silly

Nah the REAL worst thing Joel's ever done was probablyyy... let Oli stay the night that one time?? Like after the events of this fic- I'd imagine Joel's parents were Royally (hah) upset the next morning when they see that their child was sleeping with the son of their (now dead) political rivals ghjfgjf... like Joel feels 100% justified in the whole thing (and also rather enjoyed it, tyvm) but also,, he was probably grounded for literally a month if not longer afterwards hgjfhgjf.....

For Oli... I'm sure he's an absolute Joy to have in class if you know what I mean (/silly) like he is tormenting the halls of the palace and being a general nuisance but none of it would really be "worst thing ever" bc he's a prince and also just goofy so he's annoying but the staff loves him yk. I think what would be considered the "worst" thing though is gonna be in the next fic I post :3c

😭 A headcanon about the worst thing that happened to them

Gosh... I mean... I do kill them kinda. That's pretty significant. Joel dies horribly and Oli is trapped in stone for 200 years. That's pretty awful.

But that hasn't happened Yet and I dunno if I'll ever have the heart to write that particular scene ghfjgd... like I know how it happens in my head. but. I can't do that to them by putting it in writing </3

Besides that... Oli's parents did die too. Still dunno if it was political conspiracy or not. But either way, that's pretty awful and traumatic for him- and he couldn't be with his best friend for a few months before that and then afterwards he STILL couldn't be with him for a while... brutal for him :(

And Joel's upbringing is just kinda... sad. He's sooo lonely and then he FINALLY gets a friend and of COURSE it's the ONE PERSON he's not allowed to really talk to and his parents aren't supportive at ALL of their friendship but they gotta grin and bear it bc yaayyy alliesss and it's so tense and awful and makes him feel guilty because it's like he's gotta choose his family or his only friend but his family was always so neglectful anyway so why would he choose them but that's his Home and- anyways. Any event involving that whole dynamic is his worst, hope this helps ^^

+ A headcanon relating to anger

Hmm... anger is tricky. I feel like Joel is definitely the kinda guy to bottle it all up because he's not allowed to Feel those things or Show them yk. So every once in a while he explodes into frustrated growls (yeah. he definitely growls. but it's like if an ouppy was baby growling,) and hot angry tears and it's just..... oh sweetheart,

I think Oli's kinda the opposite?? Y'know the post that's like "life shattering tragedy = oh rip L" but "mild inconvenience = i want to kill everything dead forever !!!" he's like that. Gets Real Mad over all the small things but when something Big happens he's just. oh. ok 👍

Like he's still mad, but he just goes blank. What's he supposed to even do. His brain just Stops Working once the mild inconveniences pile up to be too high. Yes he is awful at dealing with stress how could you tell /silly

😶 A random headcanon!

JOEL. LOVES. SNIFFERS.

I'VE BEEN MEANING TO TALK ABOUT THIS FOR SO LONG. BUT HE LOVES THEM. SO SO MUCH.

Like it's a special interest of his but like unofficially. If given the chance he would 110% give up being royalty to go be a field researcher studying sniffers. But also not a field researcher because they're endangered :(

In my au I've decided sniffers are indeed still alive but they're (almost) all kept in one big sanctuary in Mezalea. Maybe there's a few wild ones left but like no one's seen em so it's assumed they're all there. I figured if this au takes place ~200 years before "canon empires" and also irl dodo birds were around in the 1800s... yeah sure, why not? Sniffers can be canon <3

Of course when Oli hears about this he absolutely learns how to shapeshift into one to impress Joel. Which absolutely works. Because oh my void sniffers,,,,

I can't really think of an Oli hc I've been wanting to talk about?? Just that 1) he regresses into small animals when things get Too Much, and 2) he likes to shapeshift into funny little animals to play with Joel sometimes ^^

(character ask game!)

[oceansprompts]

Daredevil: Cutting Edge Quote Starters 1

quotes taken from the Marvel novel, Daredevil: The Cutting Edge (1999) by Madeleine E. Robins // adjust pronouns and lines as needed.

Don't bother to buzz him, I've been summoned.

It couldn't happen to a more deserving victim.

I don't believe in fairy tales.

It's too nebulous, too pie-in-the-sky.

Not one of 'em understands the bottom line, I'll bet.

Can I bring you a cup of coffee? I'm already on number seven or eight... I forget which.

So now we talk about my coffee consumption?

We do need to talk about your health.

Who the hell's been telling you these lies?

Wouldn't you like a chance to go, I don't know, live on a beach somewhere, drinking rum punch or something?

I'd rather go to hell, I love this. This is what I do.

Everyone dies sooner or later.

This room would lok so much better with lighter color, less brass and leather. It's such an old money look. It's old fashioned.

I've given myself a little time. I've given myself almost a year. I don't want to wait any longer.

This room defintiely needs to go lighter. Get rid of those horrible dark drapes, all the leather.

Maybe it's better this way. It's really very graceful of you; I wouldn't have thought of it. You die, I get the insurance money, we save the cost of a gold watch, and I get your office.

Don't look at me that way; I'm not the one who drank a dozen cups of coffee a day and never got any exercise.

I think my work is done. Thanks for the chat, it's been lovely.

Boy, is he in a mood! He asked not to be disturbed, and I suree wouldn't go in there if I were you.

By day, lawyer, friend, even lover. By night, Daredevil.

Not bad for a skinny blindd kid from Hell's Kitchen.

Not as flashy as Spider-Man, maybe, but not too shabby.

Heads up, Charming!

Great, he likes to fight. Okay, pal, then party it is!

Heading this way; hope they brought an ambulance.

All right, longjohns, we'll do it without the blade.

I didn't kill him. Not with that blow, not this guy.

What is this guy, a zombie?

You moron, he's not the perp!

Okay, Mr. Off-the-Rack, what else did you leave behind?

How did you know ⸺ Oh. He told you.

He saved my life, did he tell you that?

Do you know how the attacker knew your name?

It's okay, you've been very brave.

It was a kind lie, kindly meant.

Don't ever let me lose you.

Pleading "blind man walked into the door" again, your honor.

It's impressive. What did you do?

Must have been one hell of a wall ⸺

Yaaaay for thee good guy!

So, he was the wall you ran into?

Yeesh, I don't have to worry about you.

The fumes play havoc with my sniffer.

Wht is that tune? You've been humming it for weeks.

Show off. I bet you even know what it means.

If I told you what it meant, that would be showing off.

Maybe it just works better when you've got a little life experience under your belt.

Triumph and hell, all at once. I wish you could have seen it.

Do you have time for coffee?

How about dinner tonight? In a real restaurant. Like grownups.

Off to Rykers. Another day in Fun City.

Have fun storming the castle!

Well, for the love a' ⸺

Maybe I should get Seeing Eye cat?

Seeing Eye gorilla, maybe!

Well, of the two, I guess the brain's more important.

Okay. Tell me the story the way you want to tell it.

They thought I'd be most... diplomatic.

Doesn't it seem a little too tidy? The pink ribbons and all?

Very good. Getting lots done. Very busy.

Does she have spies everywhere?

It's really lovely. I think you'll like it.

It should be lovely, for the amount of money it cost us.

Do we really need three playgrounds?

I presume that when you say "we are taking care of it" you mean you and ⸺

A problem? My dear, I trust you implicitly.

I don't care if you kill off a few of the local to drive the rest off, but don't taint the neighborhood.

He's playing golf! Who put this guy in a position where he can talk to the public?

Go away. You're interrupting my golf game.

Not me, I'm naturally susicious.

I was wondering if it was really any better in the lunch room than at your desk.

I just thought this might be more fun than what you were writing.

Tooth extraction would be more fun than what I'm writing.

Okay, hotshot, I'll take a stroll across the 'Net and see what turns up.

Does it look like they're going to be done with the painting anytime soon?

I don't like to leave you holding the bag, partner, but ⸺

Hey, I know what the fumes do to you.

The painters must be doing a brilliant job, because they're certainly taking their time. Only office is fully painted.

The chaos is too distracting.

Hang tough, partner. The painting can't go on forever.

The painting can't last forever, it'll only seem that way.

The paint fumes are probably eating my brain cells as we speak.

I can't smell anything, my food tastes funny...

I'm wasting away to a shadow of my former self.

I owe you one, when the painting'sdone and you can smell again, dinner's on me.

Two-bit mouthpieces! He actually said that? Who writes his dialouge?

At least he didn't call me shyster. I hate that.

So this guy deals with his problems by insulting you?

Why not just wave a big, huge red flag that says something susicious here?

Diplomacy is great for negotiation, but it makes lousy radio.

I will be the soul of discretion.

Is that what it says?

Nah, but I had you going for a minute, didn't I?

Geez, what a way to die.

Cripes, come down if you want to talk. I don't need a stiff neck.

You find anything out, share the wealth, will you?

Try not to break any of your well-informed friends too badly loking for information, okay?

Right, everytime you come in to chat, I wind up doing renovations. New plate glass, new tables, new ribcage...

[syoddeye]

I re-read For the Record from the beginning to motivate myself and decided to write down every single music reference, start to finish. (At least I tried.) This is mostly for my own benefit but if you like any of these artists or albums, we should be friends. 🖤

Chapter Titles

HAMMS IN A GLASS by Winona Fighter

Sometime Around Midnight by the Airborne Toxic Event

Got You by Amyl and The Sniffers

Baby Baby by The Vibrators

Crawl! by Idles

Feeling in Love (From the Waist Down) by Twen

Good Fortune by PJ Harvey

I Was Made For Lovin' You by KISS

Hand In My Pocket by Alanis Morissette

Crush by Cigarettes After Sex

Happiness is a butterfly by Lana Del Ray

You're My Waterloo by The Libertines

Waterloo by ABBA

All Mine by PLAZA

Sit by Japanese Breakfast

Song References

I'd Rather Be With You by Bootsy Collins

Cowboys from Hell by Pantera

Chiquitita by ABBA

Peaches & Cream by 112

I Never Loved a Man the Way I Love You by Aretha Franklin

Whatta Man by Salt-N-Pepa

Kiss from a Rose by Seal

Bless the Telephone by Labi Siffre

Timber by Pitbull ft. Ke$ha

West End Girls by Pet Shop Boys

Fuck and Run by Liz Phair

Sexual Healing by Marvin Gaye

Mercy Mercy Me by Marvin Gaye

My Bonnie Lies over the Ocean

Stronger by Britney Spears

Album References

Load by Metallica

Reload by Metallica

White Pony by The Deftones

Young, Gifted and Black by Aretha Franklin

This Is Me…Then by J Lo

Rio by Duran Duran

Artist References

Slipknot

David Bowie

Mac Demarco

SWV

Sugar Ray

J.I.D.

Sinéad O'Connor

Foals

Twin Shadow

Pixies

Oasis

Slayer

Darondo

Lianne La Havas

Four Top

Mötley Crüe

Prince

[simslegacy5083]

NSB (Straud Legacy) Gen 8 Ep. 41: Grandma's Matzo Ball Soup

The Story of a Family Told in Web Comic Format

---------------------------------------------

Peachy hadn’t wanted to hear Kassandra’s explanations for her jealous spouse, but his whole office sure wanted to know what had happened to him.

Most of his coworkers were just seeking gossip to spice up their morning, so he borrowed his Uncle Spencer’s football mishap story to fend them off. Jack was clearly not buying the party line though, so Peachy suggested an early lunch out of the office to chat.

---------------------------------------------

The weather was nice and Peachy offered to buy them lunch at the food truck across the street from the precinct. It had tables both convenient and fairly private, so he had the opportunity to fill Jack in on the real story of what had happened and why.

Jack’s concern quickly turned to rage. Peachy had been lied to, stalked, and assaulted: he was ready to throw Leroy into cuffs right now.

---------------------------------------------

Peachy begged his friend to let it be. The pair deserved each other, and he preferred to keep their drama well clear of him and the gossip prone precinct. Jack arresting Leroy would surely just reinforce the chief’s impression of Peachy as a troublemaking rookie.

With a laugh, he declared his broken nose to fit right in with the scar he earned in Strangerville. It would heal soon enough, and in the meantime he enjoyed having colorful facial features to go along with his colorful character!

---------------------------------------------

With a sigh Jack agreed not to seek an arrest.

However, Peachy’s injury had stirred inside him a strong desire to care for the young sim. If he couldn’t use his professional skills to give the young man the justice he deserved, he’d just have to use his personal skills to bring him comfort instead.

Finding his smile again Jack told Peachy about his grandma’s matzo ball soup. Whenever he’d been under the weather, she’d made him a big bowl and its delicious warmth had never failed to make him feel better. Peachy simply had to come to his place for dinner tonight for a pot of that universal remedy. Peachy had shared so many delicious meals with him, it was his turn to return the favor!

---------------------------------------------

Peachy said he’d love to see Jack’s bachelor pad and meet that cat he kept talking about. He was only sad his out of commission sniffer would rob him of the full flavor profile of Jack’s special dish. That was the worst part of the whole situation for a gourmand like him.

Peachy’s struggle to enjoy one of his favorite pastimes made Jack even angrier at the sims who’d hurt his friend. He kept those feelings and the half-formed ideas of payback to himself though, as the two men firmed up their plans for the evening and headed back to the office.

They were both more nervous than they willing to admit about the prospect of dinner at Jack’s place.

---------------------------------------------

Want To See More? View The Full Story of My Not So Berry Challenge Here

[leftmylouboutinsintherain]

Not that anyone asked, but I'm bored and it's late, so here are my 2024 life predictions, musings & suggestions (part 1):

Put your phones down and pick up a book. History, Chemistry, Physics, Astronomy, Environmental Science, Philosophy & Law are IN; keep up and converse high--the future depends on common sensical, critically thinking and broadly learned individuals with unique perspectives & personalities. Rightly developed knowledge will always have power. Never put down the unusual; it can teach you something every time.

Learn a skill. Sewing and survival skills will never go out of style. If you can't be consistent/diligent, don't beat yourself up. We live in an accessible age: Even if you only learn ABOUT the skill, that's still you learning a skill (kinda).

Be fearless and utilize modern invention. Try acting, changing your hair... vlogging! Anything! Show the world your style, present your (thought out) POV, explain how you shop (we all can use the deal sniffer!), what trends you've noticed economically and consumer-specifically, etc. Those who want to see a different person and/or crave knowledge will find you.

Accepting and giving criticism is a vibe, but iykyk and iydyd, so pay attention and know when you're definitely NOT the one who should speak. It's ok to research and come back with healthy questions...or just learn from a situation and move on.

The history of crime must be more philosophically addressed; crime is ancient. Why has it worsened? What factors contribute to it's prevalence? Have we humans ensured that environments are created that prevent it's escalation? Why do we always fall short in certain areas? Ponder, people, ponder!

Vote for the humane(if you can vote in your country). There is a battle raging against humanity and without the proper, HUMANE individuals in these positions of power, we will set ourselves up to fail...in a human world.... which is absolutely clinical: Think better, everyone.

Racism is unnecessary. Honor & guard your cultures, but respect that humankind is nothing without cultural differences. If you have an opinion, make sure it's unemotional (unless the topic is naturally emotional) and based in total truth (and there isn't multiple truths when it comes to humanity ppl, so make sure your point is at least based on accessible truth!); generally, emotions cloud judgment and lies are for losers. No one, from 2024, on, will have time for clouded judgment...or losers.

Having a job and making money has become a chore for so many people. Be so very grateful if it's not an issue for you. And let us all advocate for the eligible, but unemployed. There should have been a layoff network, company-to-company employee transferring system and recruitment oversight laws all developed LOOOOONG ago. Maybe our generation can start the conversations that will lead to their culmination(s).

[rabdoidal]

songlist / fav kipperlilly lyrics:

Younger by The Mountain Goats (It never hurts to give thanks to the local gods / You never know who might be hungry)

Seashore by The Regrettes (You're talkin' to me like I'm hurt / Well at least I'm not six feet in the dirt)

ARE WE STILL FRIENDS? by Tyler, The Creator (I can't stop you, I can't rock too / I've been back there and I can not die too)

Future Me Hates Me by The Beths (It's getting dangerous, I could get hurt, I know / I've counted up the cons, they far outweigh the pros)

Freakin Out by Death (There's an eye, there's a heart / That's pumpin' faster as we run through the park)

Die by Stella Donnelly (I know when you're telling lies / I don't wanna seem unkind / But what the hell is going on? / I don't buy it)

Hot Venom by Miniature Tigers (You can't go back now; that's not how this works / And as long as she's gone, I can never be happy)

Sabbath Bloody Sabbath by The Cardigans (The gates of life have closed on you / There is just no return)

Kids Are Cool by San Cisco (It ain't easy, to get ahead / This pack you're in / Is gonna leave you for dead)

Hater’s Anthem by Infinity Song (Just as long I've got my ego / And it tells me I'm superior / I could probably go a lifetime / Being barely mediocrе)

GFY by Amyl and The Sniffers (You put them in the bin if they're not educated / You make me mad, you make me motivated)

Redemption by serpentwithfeet (The thing that sours in your belly will surely save me, surely / But your name is impossible to know / Your name is impossible to know)

Untitled God Song by Haley Heynderickx (When you're drunk near a sunset / Look straight in her eyes)

We Will Commit Wolf Murder by ​of Montreal (I don’t believe in that kind of god / But still I pray for you)

I Wanna Throw Up by Yasmin Nur (I see black and white and nothing else / I cannot learn to help myself / Please let me stay blind)

Loud Bark by Mannequin Pussy (I want to be a danger / I want to be adored / I want to walk around at night while being ignored)

Sour OG RPG by Hospital Bracelet (And you can throw monster after monster at me and I'll take out my rapier and I'll start swinging / I'm the runt of the litter I'm the shit of the crew / No matter what I'll stick my neck out for you)

new kipperlilly copperkettle playlist just dropped

[catch-the-wind]

when reader is sick hc's

finally posting writing here so true

n e ways okay so i’m brainrotting about the genshin charas taking care of their s/o’s when they’re sick 🥺 and now i'm feeling sick, sigh

ohm and sulien ambros belong to @teyvattherapist! they're such good chara's, i know i'm writing them here but i deffo recommend reading up on them

okay here u go, have some hc's that are kinda sorta long and by that i mean 2.5k- i haven't proofread this bc it's 4am and im going to BED but if i write for any other chara's i'll post a second part <3 mwah

tags: gn!reader, diluc x reader, kaeya x reader, jean x reader, lisa x reader, albedo x reader, dainsleif x reader, tartaglia x reader, ohm ambros x reader, sulien ambros x reader, soft bean hours

diluc

is not working or traveling when his partner is sick

absolutely makes them soup and hot tea and drinks

he’s trying to make them food but he’s not the best cook so he’s asking adelinde for help

absolutely asks jean, barbara, and ohm for help while his partner is sleeping but he’s so awkward LMAO

was absolutely frantic the first day he found out his partner was sick tho, he made them come over to the winery so they could sleep there and he can take care of them <3

absolutely lied about what room was his so they slept in his bed

“hmm this guest room is so furnished diluc are all your rooms like this” and no, no they are not, this room is his, bestie

diluc slept on a sofa in his bedroom and did work on the table that was supposed to be for flowers. kinda stressed over abyss order locations but was more worried ab his partner being okay so he was distracted

he just put the flowers on his nightstand for his partner to see when they woke up <3

gives his partner forehead kisses because they won’t let him kiss them on the lips and he gives them the gentlest cheek kisses while they sleep

also gives his partner his clothes to wear <3

cuddles them and reads to them when they’re awake and TEMPLE KISSES OH MY GOD

kaeya comes over because he’s worried his brother and his brother’s s/o haven’t been seen in a little while

n e way, diluc gets sick after his partner gets better and they nursed each other back to health

kaeya

like diluc, he took off work so he could take care of his s/o i,mediately after he found out they were sick

wouldn’t force them to stay at his place tho, he’d probably let them recover in their own place

but he might make them go to the kof hq or the cathedral just so they can be taken care of by a proper healer

he absolutely soothes their fevers and stuff w cryo and also the man can heal himself w his elem skill ofc he can fix someone if he tries hard enough <3

he gives kisses no matter how much his partner says not to but he’ll also give them butterfly kisses so it’s soft moments too~ sigh, ur too cute alberich

asks ohm and barbara and albedo and lisa for potions and such to help his partner feel better but he’s really lowkey so he doesn’t seem SUPER worried

he just hates seeing his partner not feeling so well </3

refreshes his partner’s vase of flowers at their bedside every day

brings home work so he can watch over his partner. he can’t cook super well either so he asks for help and brings stuff home from good hunter too

jean was okay to let kaeya off of work and diluc would never admit it (man practically swore everyone to secrecy smh) but he helped take up some of kaeya’s duties in his stead

and kae, the alcoholic, didn’t even drink while his partner was sick bc he was lowkey worried they would need his help w smth and he didn’t want to be drunk just in case <3

many cuddles despite protests of getting him sick <3

jean

absolutely uses her healer skills to make her partner feel better

panicked when they were still sick and thought it was her fault </3 she asked barbara and ohm for help and they just told jean to relax a bit bc her partner was sick and it wasn’t going to be a quick fix

wanted to take off work but didn’t, so she just brought her work with her

kaeya and ohm very kindly took up her other duties where she had to leave so she could be w her partner

her partner is staying in the kof hq where they get access to ohm and barbara comes to visit <3 but also so that jean can sleep comfortably enough close by bc you cannot tell me this woman does not sometimes sleep in her office or the library and barely makes it to the kof dormitories sometimes

she’s so worried the entire time, she’s probably got a few gray hairs and a new frown line smh

she has clothes that aren’t her work clothes???? it’s so foreign seeing her in stuff like pajamas. you didn’t even know jean owned pajamas

jean sets them up in her bed at home (yeah she has a place outside of the kof hq??? it’s surprising) but it’s a big bed so they can rest and she’ll have the lamp on her side on while she sits up and does work

absolutely dotes on them. she’s good at making foods that make them feel better, she’s just a good healer that way <3

albedo, klee, venti, kaeya, lisa, and ohm all come over to check on jean and co and make sure everyone is doing okay <3 lots of food brought

if jean was asked to sing to her partner normally, she probably wouldn’t bc she’d probably get embarrassed but i think she probably sounds v good and venti would give her his lyre to try out a musical instrument too. but also she’d read to her partner and they’d probably fall asleep together uwu

lisa

works part time hours at the library so she can go visit her s/o

probably asks them to stay at the kof hq for easier access to medical assistance and plus she’s almost always there

“cutie” but worried and very 🥺 (pleading emoji)

makes soup and potions and reads to her partner until they fall asleep

also super playful omg she’s still got a smile on and is full of affection while she walks her fingers up her partner’s arm to their face so she can cup their cheek

she’ll make her partner laugh and smile and blush even when they’re sick, but she makes them laugh until they cough sometimes and immediately feels so bad

jean, barbara, kaeya, albedo and ohm all come to visit with different foods and soups and medicines and such

klee comes knocking and gives lisa some good fisherman’s toast and asks lisa’s s/o if they want to hug dodoco b/c that always makes klee feel better

purple roses galore, lisa has them in her partner’s room and they’ve got a potion to make the. uh. sniffer? to make the sniffer feel better. don’t ask me how, idk but she would find a way to make them physically feel better with flowers

reads to her partner ofc, and she tells them stories ab her own life and time at sumeru sans the crazies

worried looks when her s/o is sleeping but also the softest smiles when they wake up pls-

albedo

cutest lil frown on his face when he finds out his partner is sick

immediately they are taken home and he’s testing to confirm what’s wrong w them and what he can do to speed up their recovery

he’s more distracted than usual at work but he’s coming over to your place all the time w what paperwork he can do

also sketches his partner while they don’t know. he’s got lots of beautiful candids of his partner sleeping, looking out the window, falling asleep, reading, even drinking water. he’s made the most mundane things look captivating

kaeya and ohm come to check on albedo when he doesn’t show up for work after a few days and it’s bc he’s taking care of his s/o with food and soup and alchemical potions and shit. and when kae and ohm come in, they find his partner opening the door wrapped in a blanket while albedo is asleep cuddling the pillow they left bc he stayed up the night before making soup and reading to them

klee has camped out on his partner’s couch, she helps w the cooking too~ she absolutely lets them hug dodoco and gives them a treasure to feel better too LOL

many kisses from klee and albedo, and they also go out to get treats for albedo’s partner too

domestic albedo cooking in his partner’s kitchen and for once it isn’t some alchemical potion that he might blow up the stove with

tartaglia

takes off work entirely but BOY OH BOY is he stir crazy smh

brings his partner to his apartment to rest <3

he’s so worried ab his s/o that he makes all the sick ppl food the first day, orders from wanmin restaurant when his partner wants smth different, and also gets toys and such to entertain them otherwise

also reads to his partner but, again, he gets stir crazy after a while

absolutely does workouts and katas in the living room and phew shirtless tartaglia working out? gets the heart rate up for sure ahem

rushes to his partner tho omg- need soup? water? a trip to the bathroom? another blanket? he goes to them the MOMENT he hears them moving around. absolutely dotes on them <3

his family knows ab his partner and he’s probably written letters ab them being sick~ his family sent snezhnayan herbs and flowers and medicines and such

zhongli comes around because he wants sugar daddy!tartaglia with tea and medicine from bubu pharmacy. hu tao is in tow with well wishes and a “hope i don’t find you at work!” which is. a little worrying because aren’t you just a little sick-

many kisses from tartaglia because he is Needy and he’ll absolutely get sick from cuddling his partner while they sleep

also he’ll probably just like. envelop his partner while they sleep. they’re all cuddled into him and he’s actually so warm it’s nice bc they’re cold w a fever and he’s living for comforting them

he’s so worried tho, he’s got the frowny face and he’s so adorable but he just doesn’t want his partner to feel sick

dainsleif

the man camps in ruins, he’s going to his partner’s house smh

he doesn’t go into the church either LOL so expect him in his partner’s home making dinner and doing their grocery shopping thanks

he would get ohm and barbara to come over tho <3 “fix them please” but also “how can i fix them”

is so dead set on making sure his partner takes their medicine at the right times, he’s so soft for them and them alone

cooks soup and old recipes he barely remembers from khaenri’ah. he doesn’t really get sick, so he doesn’t remember these ones too clearly. deffo brings back old memories he’d long forgotten

reads to his partner and tells them old stories of how the world used to be, his travels, gives them the gossip on a certain khaenri’ahn but doesn’t give away the name

ohm comes over with medicine and lollipops bc dain is so unlikely to go to the cathedral to get barbara smh

but also dain, so self-sufficient, is unlikely to want to ask for help, so ohm just goes to help anyway

dain with the old khaenri’ahn lullabies and tucking his partner into his arms and singing quietly while he holds them and rocks them to sleep

dain is immortal, he’s giving his partner kisses bc “i’m immortal, ofc i won’t get sick”

he got sick

but his s/o nursed him back to health and then there were smooches the end

ohm ambros

the doctor with his ill lover oh my god

he’s frowny, he’s taking care of his partner at his home in springvale and his home clinic is open to everyone else. but everyone knows his partner is the first priority LOL

kaeya and albedo come over to see if ohm is okay or if his house needs to be checked up on. they’re wondering if he went on a last-minute expedition to sumeru and didnt tell them

diluc comes over too, he’s just checking up on his best friend but he’s also stealing a cherry lollipop smh. he heard from kae that ohm’s partner is sick tho, so he brings some soup and good food over from adelinde. he also brings some of his own specialty food tho, the once upon a time in mondstadt <3

sulien sending letters to his big brother to see if his brother’s s/o is okay

ohm is also just super protective of his partner, there are not many people who come into his life who he loves and lets in in the first place. he’s absolutely trying to heal them with his own vitality, so their recovery is much shorter than initially expected

barbara also comes over w jean to check up on ohm and co, complete w a goody basket of soup, a teddy bear, flowers, and books

ohm reading to his partner <3 he’s got such a soothing voice even if his accent is wack LMAO. he’s reading stories and even his paperwork because just his presence is comforting

he puts his hands on his partner’s forehead to soothe the fever goodbye

ohm will not sing for his s/o simply bc he doesn’t think he sounds v good. and he probably doesn’t but it would be so cute to hear him try and please ohm? 🥺

n e way i want smooches idc if i’m sick KISS ME OHM AMBROS

sulien ambros

when he finds out his partner is sick, the man blinks like twice and then suggests so calmly that they go to his apartment in liyue

man does not sleep normally, he’s just going to nurse his partner back to health and read during their recovery. fruit tart can cover his duties for him <3

sulien cooks for his partner tho, he’s making soup and stuff and getting medicine from bubu’s pharmacy. he’s also picking up books on the way home but some of them are to be read to his partner so it’s okay-

like tartaglia, sulien works out while his partner rests and goes to them if he hears them moving around. he’s reading to his partner and not so frowny, but the slightest furrow of this man’s brow is already such a big expression of his concern <3

sends letters to ohm asking for advice ab how to help his partner feel better. ohm just sends a letter back with “i’m coming” and shows up within the day LMAO

reads to his partner, and the monotony of his voice is soothing and lulls them to sleep. he just looks at them affectionately (well affectionate for him) and presses a kiss to their forehead before finishing the story on his own and in his head

tartagalicious comes over and brings food, flowers and a teddy bear with some of sandrone’s paperwork but he sends a smile to sulien’s partner with some well wishes

scara comes over too just to visit and check to see where sandrone is, but scara is a grumpy bean so he just says “feel better” all brooding and like it’s a command to one of the fatui subordinates LOL

sulien like ohm uses his cold hands to soothe his partner’s fever and also gives them forehead kisses <3

Edit: a link to part 2

[yesttoheaven]

GOOD GIRLS GO TO HELL

CHAPTER 1

pairing: arvin russell x female!reader

summary: In the eyes of extremely strict parents, 'good' girls go to hell, but they don't know that they are handing over their own daughter to the devil – known to all as Rev. Teagardin.

wc: 3.8k

warnings: language, mentions (not depictions) of abuse, manipulation, religious fanaticism, angst

a/n: This idea has been on my mind since the day I watched the movie, so... here we go!

English is not my first language. I am getting help from google translator and he is not always a good ally, so I apologize for any typos or grammar errors.

Y/N – your name

"I don't usually interfere that way. It would be best if she came here willingly. She needs to be open to accept all the blessings that God will bring to her life." Rev. Teagardin took a step forward, considering the request of a mother and father completely desperate for the salvation of their only daughter.

"We tried everything. We found great references about a boarding school called 'Good Pastor', but a week later they called to report that she had run away! Our daughter appeared a few days later in the company of three strange girls. One of them is a single mother, our Y/N shouldn't hang out with those kind of people." The woman's words contained disgust. She was tired of watching her daughter ruin her own life. The girl had become a topic of conversation in the town and a shame for the whole family.

"The truth is, we don't know what to do with Y/N. Day after day she becomes more rebellious. She doesn't respect us." Mr. Henson shared the same agony as his wife, but both see Preston as the solution to this problem.

"We don't want our only daughter to go to hell! You need to help us, Reverend. We believe that you are the only one capable of driving the devil out of her. In the name of God, save our little Y/N!"

In absolute silence, the preacher walked near the window, watching Y/N. She was sitting on the hood of Mr. Henson's car and her body was lulled by the gentle breeze that touched the skirt of the dress she wore, revealing her legs that should have been silky smooth. Smiling, the man looked at the girl's parents, knowing exactly what to do to save Y/N's soul.

"I'm glad you came to me. God will be my guide to help your daughter. Now, I would like to talk to her for a while."

Extremely grateful, Y/N's parents agreed and left the church for a few seconds. When they returned, Y/N was with them. The girl's curious eyes moved from side to side, until they found Preston Teagardin with his hands on his hips. He was at the altar, the cross appearing behind his head left him with a divine aura, but the girl remembers the day she saw the preacher humiliate – indirectly – the chicken liver dish that Emma Russell prepared with such affection. If he said those horrible things to a religious woman like Emma, Y/N didn't want to imagine what he might be thinking about her at the moment. Maybe he was wondering why she hasn't started to burn while walking on sacred ground, but it was him who was burning. Burning with desire. A sin that he identifies in others, but never in himself.

"Hello, you must be Y/N." The man approached, his eyes shining like a hungry predator who had just found the perfect prey. "You don't usually visit the house of God."

"But I'm sure that is about to change." Y/N's mother replied, looking at her daughter hopefully.

Y/N may not be an especially easy girl to handle, but she never understood why her parents didn't respect her space. She never visited the church often and that number dropped to zero when they started to force her to go with them. Over the years, Knockemstiff residents have turned religion into a disease. It's close to insanity and Y/N Henson doesn't want that for her life. Despite being seen as a sinner, she still prays every night. She gets down on her knees and talks to God.

"Dear, your dad and I brought you here to talk to Reverend Teagardin..."

"What? You said you would come here to confess and then we would go home!" Y/N protested angrily. She was ready to retrace her steps to the exit when her father took her arm.

"Y/N, we just want the best for you. Talking to the reverend can be a good start."

"And we are not giving you another option." Mrs. Henson completed, remaining firm in her decision. "Your father and I agreed not to participate in this conversation. We will walk around the town and then we come back here to get you."

"I can take her home... If you agree." Teagardin said, hiding his real intentions and touching the girl's shoulder. She was so small around him and looked so vulnerable. He smiled when he realized that.

"Oh, that's very kind, Reverend. Thanks." Y/N's mother replied, feeling enchanted by the man's benevolence. "Be a good girl." She said, kissing her daughter's forehead.

The preacher accompanied them to the door and having no other option Y/N walked through the church, staring at the cross nailed to the wall. She never felt that she was turning away from God, but looking back is exactly what she did.

"Now it's just me, you and Him." The reverend's words brought Y/N out of her own thoughts and she turned to him, crossing her arms in the process. This made her breasts more visible under the black dress she wore and Teagardin noticed.

"I can go and you tell my parents that you talked to me, but it didn't work because I'm a hopeless case. It's simple."

"I can't lie to your parents. I also don't think you're a hopeless case, Y/N." The man admitted, going to the first bench and sitting down. "We can talk?"

"Like... about my sins?"

"No. A normal conversation. Why don't you start by telling me about your life?" He patted the bench, silently inviting her to sit beside him.

Y/N didn't understand how a simple conversation could help, but she found the idea pleasant. Showing a shy smile, she approached Teagardin and sat down next to him, leaving a space between their bodies. Once again she looked at the cross, beginning to speak:

"I work for Ms. Fowler, she has a chicken coop and some pigs... I don't do much, but I like to help take care of animals and she says they like me too." At that moment Y/N looked at the preacher and imagined that she would find him with an expression of disinterest. The same expression of disinterest that her parents show when she tried to start a conversation or simply tell how her day was. They were always busy, but Teagardin was completely focused on everything she said and with a small smile on the corner of his lips.

"So, do you take care of the animals? I'm impressed, I don't know many girls who risk their lives by entering a pigsty."

"It's a dangerous place." She let slip a sweet laugh, feeling light, as she hadn't felt for a long time. "I understand them."

"I can see that you have a great relationship with animals, but what about your friends? Tell me a little about them." Those words were enough to destabilize Y/N. Any sign of happiness disappeared from her face and everything went gray, just like the view through the church windows. The rain was close and Y/N controlled herself not to start crying.

Like a sniffer dog, Preston felt this was a sensitive subject for the girl – maybe an open wound – and waited patiently until she decided to share it with him.

"I was never good at making friends, but I used to have a friend at school. Her name was Isabella. We were inseparable, but one day her father received a job offer in another city... Despite the distance, she called me every day in the late afternoon" The nostalgia was noticeable in her voice and the way her face softened with small memories. Isabella and Y/N were like sisters, but Mrs. Henson never approved of that friendship. "I am three years without news of my best friend. She never called or answered my letters and I don't know why, reverend."

"Have you never been to visit her?"

"My parents won't let me out of Knockemstiff."

"You don't have to go alone. They can go with you..."

"They don't care about me or what I want." Y/N said, shaking her shoulders as if this feeling was mutual, but deep down she knew it wasn't. "My mom said I have the power to turn people away and if Isabella walked away from me, it is certainly my fault."

"Your mother shouldn't say that." Teagardin looked deeply hurt. The situation was worse than he imagined, this family needs his help.

Y/N needs his help.

"Well, I lost Isabella's friendship, but I got three new friends!" The girl informed, as if she had finally found her place. "Two of them I met at the boarding school. The third helped us to escape and she has a beautiful baby. They work together in a bar away from the city..."

"What do they do in this bar?" The reverend had some suspicions, but he wanted to hear her confess.

"They... dance." Y/N said slowly. "I know it can look wrong, but they are good people and I don't understand why everyone looks at these girls with..."

"Have you ever been there?" Preston needed to know, but the girl just bowed her head. Sighing deeply, he stretched his arm over her shoulders, ending the distance between their bodies. "It's all right... God is merciful and benevolent. He forgives all of our sins, but He does not forgive lies."

"It was only once. I swear!" In the same instant that the words left her lips, she hid her face in Teagardin's chest and he took the opportunity to hug her, and feel the sweet perfume of her hair. It smelled like innocence.

"You made a mistake by going there. That place is not for family girls."

"I was just tired of everything... So, I thought about going there to have a drink and forget about the problems."

"Learn one thing..." The man said softly, running his fingers through her hair. "When problems arise and you feel alone, start praying. God is your best friend. And I am also here to help you."

"Thanks, reverend."

"Never go back to that place again. You shouldn't be drinking... and smoking."

"Wait..." The girl moved away from Teagardin, looking him straight in the eye. "Did my parents say that?"

"I was in town when I saw you smoking with a boy. He approached you and passed the smoke to your mouth... And then he kissed you. Is he your boyfriend?"

"Oh, you saw me with Arvin..." Shame consumed Y/N, turning her cheeks into two tomatoes. "But we are not together. It was our first kiss... My first kiss."

The moment they shared in the car had been magical. Arvin was always different from the Knockemstiff boys. He never judged Y/N for her actions. He understood her, but sometimes some problems were so big that they made the girl run away from him. All Arvin wanted was to hold her in his arms and protect from all the evil in the world.

"You need to stay away from these people. Starting with this young guy." The preacher's words captured Y/N's attention, confusing her. "You can't see it now, but those friendships are not good for you. They are driving you away from your true purpose. And Arvin Russell is taking advantage of your innocence to..."

"Arvin would never do that." She stated in all letters, not letting him finish the assumption. "I think... I think he likes me."

"There is a big difference between love and carnal attraction, and boys his age think of only one thing." Teagardin insisted, using a peaceful tone of voice. He was so convincing, that despite knowing Arvin for a long time, Y/N wondered about the boy's real intentions. He was always kind and respectful, or maybe that's what she thought, but with the help of the reverend she was beginning to understand, and the feeling of being used was difficult to digest. "I saw the way he looked at you... I saw the sin in his eyes."

"This cannot be true... W-We are not talking about the same person! He's d-different!"

"It doesn't matter who you believed in all this time or what you accepted to... to be like them. In the end, you are alone. You know it." When Preston finished, she was completely broken. It was cruel, but someone needed to open her eyes. Y/N deserved the truth. "I know it is difficult, but I am here for you." He buried her against his chest in a bear hug, wishing feel her soft, warm body in his arms again. Y/N returned the hug — and then started to cry.

Her friends were not her friends.

Her parents were right.

She felt confused. Lost. But the reverend was beside her to show a new path free from sin and delusions.

"Do you know Proverbs 28:13?" He asked, holding her face in his hands. With his fingertips he wiped away a few tears and she smiled, shaking her head. "Whoever tries to hide his sins will not succeed, but the one who confesses his sins and leaves them behind will find mercy. Are you ready for this?"

"Yes, reverend." That was the confirmation he needed.

Preston Teagardin always believed that he had a special connection with God. With the right words he had the power to reach the hearts of these girls and offer them redemption. In his dark mind, they were privileged to be touched by a holy man like him. He was doing them a favor. And now it's Y/N's turn.

"First, you need to be free from your sins." The man looked with adoration for the little fallen angel. Slowly, he touched her knees, feeling the smooth skin and after a sigh, the girl was in his hands.

"Reverend..."

"Shhh. Just trust me." He said when his hands disappeared under her dress. His touch was sacred, something she had never experienced, but Y/N's conscience screamed that this was wrong. "Stand up so I can take your panties off. I need to feel you..." She got up, but ran quickly away from him, escaping his dirty hands.

Disappointment appeared in her eyes in the form of tears. It was impossible not to feel used. Again. Influenced by him, Y/N believed that her friends were a problem in her life and that they were moving her away from God's plans, but the real sinner is inside the church. His understanding, concern and kindness never existed. It was all part of the game. He needed to earn her trust before he could attack.

"You... You are a wolf in sheep's clothing! A liar! I thought for the first time someone was understanding my side, but you just want to fuck with me!"

"You got it wrong..."

"S-Stay away from me!" Y/N warned when Teagardin tried to approach. Fear coursed through her veins, spreading through her body like a drug. She didn't know what to do, but she knew she didn't want to be touched by him that way. "If you approach me, I swear I make a scandal! The whole city will know who you really are!"

"No one will believe you." He took a step forward. "You need help. I'm the only one who can..."

"Stop that shit! Do not say that the devil is in me, when you are trying to abuse a girl who is old enough to be your daughter! You are the devil, Teagardin!" For the first time she saw the anger in his eyes. Preston would never agree with that, but that is his true face. He is the devil in disguise and this was confirmed the instant he advanced on her.

Y/N ran to the exit, screaming desperately for help, even though she knew she was alone in this nightmare. With shaking hands, she tried to open the door, but the reverend took her in his arms. Compared to the girl’s small, slender body, he was stronger than she was, but Y/N resisted and hit her knee in the middle of his legs, reaching his weak point. The man let out a loud growl and walked away, seeking support on one of the wooden benches. Taking advantage of the distraction, Y/N opened the door and ran as fast as she could. Teagardin thought of running after her to finish what he started, but he gave up as soon as he saw her cross the threshold of the church, running in the rain as if her life depended on it. She didn't look back, just kept running until she disappeared into the trees.

...

The day turned into night, covering everything with its dark cloak, while rain fell mercilessly on Knockemstiff. Y/N stumbled along the road, hugging her own body in an unsuccessful attempt to warm up. Tears were still streaming down her cheeks, mixing with the raindrops, but the girl's mind was elsewhere.

After what happened at the church, her faith was in pieces. She always knew that bad men walked on Earth, but she never imagined that the preacher was one of them. The way he touched her was disgusting. She wanted to scream, take the pain out of her chest and run back home to tell her parents what happened, but Teagardin's words were stuck in her head, hurting her:

"In the end, you are alone. You know it."

"No one will believe you."

Unexpectedly – or maybe that was a divine sign – a car approached the road Y/N was on. She was surprised to hear the noise of the engine and looked back. Despite the rain and the headlight blinding her for a few moments, Y/N recognized the old car and the boy on the other side certainly recognized her too. Arvin left his truck without a second thought, not caring about the pouring rain wetting his clothes in a matter of seconds.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, needing to raise his voice so she could hear. The girl opened her mouth to reply, but gave up, looking away.

Arvin realized that something was wrong. It was common to see Y/N walking around the city, but not in these circumstances. Before she looked away, he noticed the pain in her eyes. It was no secret to him that she had a difficult relationship with her parents, but this time it was different.

For a moment the worry made him forget that they were both still in the rain and when he realized this, the boy immediately guided her to the car. When she was safely in the passenger seat, he bypassed the vehicle and took the driver's seat. Rain was no longer a problem, but the cold persisted and Arvin grabbed his jeans jacket from the back seat.

"Here." He handed it to her and Y/N mumbled a small 'thanks', wearing the jacket. "So... what happened? You are far from home. It is dangerous to go out in the middle of a storm like this..."

"My intention is to stay away from home. The storm is an extra." The girl tried to relax, hiding her real emotions but it was obvious that she was not well.

"Did you argue with your parents again?"

"I would prefer that." She replied, forcing a laugh. Getting into an argument with her parents was common for her and seemed small compared to what actually happened. But what really happened was suffocating her. "I can tell you everything, r-right?"

"You know you can." Arvin said, holding her hand. The simple contact made their hearts accelerate and Y/N was grateful to have him by her side.

Feeling encouraged, she began to tell what happened at the church. The fact that her parents insisted that the devil was inside her, made Arvin angry. He never understood what the problem was with Mr. and Mrs. Henson about this. Y/N was not sick. All she needed was love and they never gave it to her.

Y/N didn't want to delve into the details of her conversation with the new preacher, but Arvin heard the fear in her voice when she mentioned his name. She said he was good with words, and very persuasive. He easily won her trust and that was her worst mistake. Arvin stopped listening when she said that the man's hands disappeared under the dress she was wearing. Anger consumed him quickly, making his blood boil and he clapped his hands on the steering wheel. With a vision blurred by tears, Y/N looked at him with concern. The tension was clear throughout his body; his jaw was tightly clenched and his hands were shaking as his fingers tightened on the steering wheel. Arvin always had an explosive temper – paternal inheritance –, especially when the people he cared about were hurt.

"The preacher will never touch you again. I promise." He stated with conviction, bringing his attention back to Y/N. She looked tired, crying silently and the boy opened his arms for her to snuggle against his chest. Playing with a lock of her hair, he said: "I always knew there was something wrong with him. I should be there for you..."

"It's okay, Arvin. I'll be fine and I'll forget what happened... I just need to stay away from the church. This is easy for me." Y/N knew it wouldn't be so easy, but to calm him down, everything was welcome.

"You cannot protect him."

"I am not protecting him, but I know you..." She murmured softly, running a hand over his chest. "My life is a mess, you are the only one who believes in me. So, I'm just asking you not to do anything stupid... Because... Because I need you here." Arvin relaxed at her words. It was nice to know that she wanted him around in this difficult time. Y/N would have his support forever. And his love. For her sake, he decided to act with caution, but this does not mean that Teagardin will not suffer the consequences of his actions.

With undisclosed feelings, they remained embraced, just enjoying each other's company. It had been a long day. Arvin remembered the fallen tree in the middle of the road, forcing him to take the long way home, but that path brought him to Y/N. He was happy that it was he who found her in the middle of this storm.

"You need to rest. I will take you home." The boy broke the silence and Y/N moved away from him, shaking her head.

"No! I don't want to go home! My parents... they go..."

"I'll take you to my house." Arvin said, catching her cheek with his hand and watching the panic disappear from her eyes. With a smile, he added: "Grandma misses you."

• a/n: This is the first fic I publish here and I'm very nervous!! (Possibly I will do a second part of this) Btw, criticism is welcome!!

(CHAPTER TWO HERE)

[finnishcrimestory]

Sini Ruohonen

Sini Ruohonen was a 25 year old mother for two boys (ages 1 and 3) and a wife to her 31 year old husband Antti Samuli Ruohonen. They lived in a farm in Pöytyä where they kept dogs, cats, chickens and sheep. They had met back in 2015 via their mutual friend, and they got married the next year. Their marriage seemed happy and balanced, and according to their closed ones there was never any violence. The couple however were pretty different and the differences in their personalities came clear already at the start of their relationship. Sini was described as being very outspoken, humorous, cheerful and she had a strong will. Antti was quiet, calm, trustworthy and kind and he kept his distance. Family friends have told that Sini was very dominant and overbearing towards Antti, and that he usually was very compliant. Some of the friends also told that they hadn't seen Antti smiling much for the past four years. “He was tired and walked like a zombie”. According to the friends his behavior had changed in the past couple years, but he was never aggressive or violent.

In September 2020 during weekend Sini's family couldn't get a hold of her. She didn't answer her phone and nobody knew where she was. When the relatives asked if Antti knew, he told that Sini had left their home after an argument. Witnesses told Antti's voice had been hoarse and it sounded like he had been crying. Eventually Sini's relatives pressured him on making a missing person's report on Monday, 14th of September. The police published information about Sini and she was searched around their property with sniffer dogs.

On Thursday, 17th of September the police arrested Antti, suspecting that he killed Sini. Antti had told the police that Sini didn't answer her phone, but eventually the police found out Sini's phone was completely shut down. Antti's behavior, inconsistency in the things he told raised the suspicion towards him, and also Sini's relatives told that disappearing just like this would've not been possible. After two days of his arrest, Antti confessed on killing Sini.

On 11th of September 2020 during the day Sini had called Antti and accused him of taking her wallet. Later it was found from Sini's bag. When Antti arrived home Sini had left to collect mushrooms and after getting back home she had started to bake a pie. It was Antti's job to make porridge for their two young boys in the evening, and when this happened Sini had complained how it was way too tough again.

“When I arrived home I found the wallet in her bag. Sini thought it was hilarious.”

After the kids were put to bed for the night, Sini and Antti had been in the living room. According to Antti he had tried to discuss the fight they had had but Sini didn't want to. After some time Sini had went to bed. Antti told the investigators that he had waited for about 30 minutes, thinking things over and then joined Sini in their bedroom.

When he went to the bedroom he started to strangle Sini and continued even when they both fell off from the bed. After Sini died, Antti fetched a computer cord and finished off choking her with it. Their 1 year old son was sleeping in the same room while all this happened. The 3 year old son was also in the house. When Sini died, she was 20 weeks pregnant with their third child.

"I stayed in the living room, the tv was on but I didn't watch it. I sat there and thought about things. Then I walked in the bedroom and strangled her."

After this Antti wrapped Sini's body in a carpet and took the body out and moved it to a swamp area with his tractor, located about 4 kilometers (2 miles) away from their home. He buried the body and then went back home. He shut Sini's phone and later also buried it at the same area.

(The phone was found from near the buildings, and Sini's body was found from where the arrow is pointing.)

Antti doesn't have criminal past. He is deeply regretful for what he did. He still hasn't been able to give any motive for the killing other than “getting fed up”. Sini's sister has been suspecting if he had been planning it for longer time: he lied to everybody's faces and hid the body. According to her if a man kills his wife by accident, he wouldn't be able to continue his life normally after it.

Antti told the police that he had snapped. The last things he had been thinking about before going to the bedroom was all the fights they had had during the week and during that day.

"I was overwhelmed by uncontrollable hatred. All the grudges and things left unsaid came to my mind. I lost all control. My hatred was repressed. At that moment I didn't feel anything, but afterwards I have felt remorse and self loathing."

Antti Ruohonen was sentenced for 10 years in prison for manslaughter and violation of the grave. He also needs to pay 70 000 euros to Sini's family. He is serving his sentence in Turku prison. 

[school-in-london]

20220403 SCHOOL IN LONDON (Guest Live: bed)

20220403 School In London (Guest Live: bed)

■DJ: 村田タケル

Black Country, New Road / Concorde

Blue Bendy / Spring 100

Big Thief / Time Escaping

Nilüfer Yanya / midnight sun

Lianne La Havas / Weird Fishes

Little Simz / Little Q, Pt. 2

Arlo Parks / Green Eyes

Hippo Campus / Ride or Die

Hovvdy / Everything

Nilüfer Yanya / Crash

Bakar / Youthenasia

Real Lies / Dream On

박혜진 Park Hye Jin / Let’s Sing Let’s Dance

Nilüfer Yanya / the dealer

Slaters / Seven

Bickle / Naked

Oliver Sim / Romance With a Memory

Sleaford Mods / Nudge It

■DJ: タイラダイスケ

Brijean / Hey Boy

L'Eclair / Castor MacDavid

Chicks On Speed / Wordy Rappinghood

Easy life / Skeletons

SG Lewis / Back To Earth

?????? / ??????

Jon Batiste / I NEED YOU

The Lemon Twigs / The One

FUR / When You Walk Away, Pt. Ⅰ

Primal Scream / Ivy Ivy Ivy

Girl in Red / Serotonin

shehatesblacca Feat. PrettyBoySage / Clock Out

Charli XCX Feat. Rina Sawayama / Beg For You

Mura Masa, Lil Uzi Vert & PinkPantheress Feat. Shygirl / bbycakes

Flume Feat. Toro y Moi / The Difference

DYGL / Half of Me

Fontaines D.C. / Boys In The Better Land

???? / ????

Gang Of Four / Natural's Not In It

Amyl and The Sniffers / Guided By Angels

Buttechno / tr919

■Guest Live: bed

■DJ: 村田タケル

Holy Fuck Feat. Angus Andrew / Deleters

SAULT / London Gangs (※Spotify無し)

Crack Cloud / The Next Fix

Viagra Boys / Girls & Boys

Vampire Weekend / Sympathy

Black Country, New Road / Chaos Space Marine

Arcade Fire / The Lightning II

Mitski / Should've Been Me

Black Polish / Baby Tonight

Nilüfer Yanya / H34t Rises

Rostam / Kinney

Nilüfer Yanya / stabilise

shame / 6/1

Radiohead / Myxomatosis (Judge, Jury & Executioner)

Robocobra Quartet / Heaven

Wu-Lu Feat. Lex Amor / South

Folly Group / I Raise You (The Price of Your Head)

Gang Of Four / Damaged Goods

deep tan / tamu's yiffing refuge

The Strokes / Juicebox

The Lounge Society / Last Breath

Fontaines D.C. /  Big (Live at Kilmainham Gaol)

The Smile / You Will Never Work In Television Again

■DJ: タイラダイスケ

The Doors / Light My Fire

Barricade /  Kat Eaton

Jungle / All Of The Time

Liquid Liquid / Optimo

Disclosure / In My Arms

Iggy Azalea / Iam The Stripclub

Snakehips & EARTHGANG / Run It Up

C2C / Happy

Mura Masa /  Deal Wiv It (with slowthai)

Yard Act / The Overload

The 1975 / People

The Strokes / Bad Decisions

Har Mar Superstar /  Restless Leg

Remi Wolf / Guerrilla

MICHELLE /  SYNCOPATE

The Weeknd / Out of Time

Arlo Parks / Hurt

Cleo Sol / Promises

Rex Orange County / Who Cares ?

Anna of the North / Thank Me Later

????? / ??????

Bruno Mars, Anderson .Paak & Silk Sonic / Leave The Door Open

Terrace Martin, Robert Glasper, 9th Wonder & Kamasi Wash / Freeze Tag

SAULT / 9 (※Spotify無し)

Orion Sun / Antidote

■Spotify

[romancemoving]

🖤 + viko/nirote!

✨ @emptyvictory. meme. super selectively still accepting!

my muse’s initial impression of yours.

charming! in a weird way lol... i don’t know what it is about men walking around looking a little sour / depressed / neutral bordering on slightly sad but he flagged niko down because he needed someone to talk to. and yes the ruse was uh... it wuz Ridiculous, rory. bizarre. it worked tho didnt it.... lmao. it certainly worked! once virote admitted to niko that he lied about needing to go get that uh. you know. the thing. the object in which i will not be typing cuz i dont wanna die from embarrassment LKJGFDKLGHDKJFD. anyway after admitting it was a lie and getting to talk to niko on that night, he really liked his energy. he thought niko was super cool.

my muse’s favorite physical attribute of yours.

his nose, actually... a sniffer with a pretty shape. when they’re chillin in bed in the morning or whatever, virote’s always running his index finger along the bridge. he just thinks its so cute... :”( also very attracted to his semi-permanently furrowed brow. i can’t even tell you why on that one.

my muse’s favorite personality attribute of yours.

tbh???? niko being a smartass lol. its the dry humor for him!!! yeah niko can come off as an asshole. but virote really likes that lol and i guess it's because their humor is really compatible. vi's humor has its ranges in terms of how he expresses it and how he receives it, but there's something about niko's that hits that funny bone and gets him cracking up. niko’s the funniest person vi knows.

a moment that made my muse realize how much they care about yours.

oh oh you know... being at the pier on vespucci, catching a morning sun. talking. and then just seeing niko smile a little bit. that was pretty early on in their friendship too. hes always cared about niko! from a platonic level back then, he cared very deeply about him. seeing niko relaxed and enjoying his day really made virote care. after that, he wanted to make niko smile more often. even at the expense of him being kind of a dummy but vi's a cute dummy so its fine...

something my muse never found the words to say to yours.

he’s pretty blunt with niko... he’s always been open with him. from day 1. sooooo... :)

something my muse wishes they had never said to yours.

he whole butt plug thing, rory. the whole dialogue. that whole thing. the speech. virote really sat there in the sands of vespucci beach, fixed his lips, and opened his mouth to say all of that. and it wasnt even true!!! so not only did he lie, he made himself look like a weirdo and it wasnt even necessary!!!!!!!! just a whole stupid ass all around.

something your muse does that makes mine feel safe.

vi feels the safest with niko just existing in general. niko would obviously protect him with his life... i made a few metas on how virote seeks companionship in men that he knows won't hurt him as badly as his ex did. niko's the exact opposite of that asshole. and sure niko's done awful things. from killing to stealing to drug peddling etc etc, but virote's never felt safer with someone in the wild, wild west of los santos. physically and emotionally. niko being a fortress of strength of the mind and body... ya man that makes vi feel cozy tbh.

something your muse does that makes mine smile.

playing w. kikimora... look he didnt think niko would like her! esp since she has such an unnerving stare, sometimes... he knows it creeps folks out. she can't help it, that's just how she looks. :( but when he sees niko interacting with his cat, he smiles so much... kikimora is his life and his joy. like he wouldnt be as together if he didn't have her. when he says kikimora is his daughter, he means it. so it's so nice to see niko bond with. so much that they will be moving in together because she's clingy... she really is iconic. she does it all. she chose her step dad lkjfldgkjdf.

something my muse wants to protect yours from.

remember that thing i said about virote digging up the dead body of jimmy pegorino and kicking it a billion times. ????? vi's gonna hop on that plane to liberty xcity. how dare you fuck up niko's life like that. like yes, niko did shoot him in the head. but he deserves to be dug up and kicked. vi’s gonna use his skeletal system as a xylophone.

vi, in liberty city, literally kicking a dead body: I HATE YOUR FUCKING NAME. IT SOUNDS LIKE A CHEESE. ITALIAN-AMERICAN RAVIOLI, SPAGHETTI SAUCE ASS.

ways my muse says ‘ i love you ’ without saying those words.

niko's insomnia is really, really bad and virote's insomnia is kinda bad, but he takes medication for it. but when niko forreal can't even think of getting sleep, virote stays up with him. even if they don't talk. not a single word gotta be said. he'll be there with niko, in silence, and stay up with him until he can't anymore. he just don't want niko feeling alone and getting too lost in his head during those times. :( if he can bring comfort during those times, he will. might go get him some water and give him a few kisses. 

[join-the-joywrite]

Hamish & Vera soulmate au headcannons

Here's another first words au, but with some key elements suggested by a literal ball of sunshine and a source of incredible joy for me

So anyway, I spent a ridiculous amount of time thinking about this one and whether to do it as a non-magic/knight au or stick somewhat to cannon before finally coming to a decision -- and I'm not even sure it was a good decision sksnsjwn. Geronimo!

You're born with a tattoo on your arm, the first words your soulmate says to you.

Vera's born with her arm bare. After searching the rest of her, the midwife confirmed that no, the baby girl has no markings at all, no shrunken words that will grow to readable when she grows, no hidden words tattooed where everyone else's wasn't. It was believed that perhaps her soulmate hadn't been born as yet. That happened, right? Soulmates could change, right? It didn't mean she'd be alone for the rest of her life, right?

Vera grew up with the lack of a soulmate being a key factor to how people saw her. Other kids didn't bother with her because who wants to be friends with the girl who doesn't even have a soulmate? Vera hardens up from a very young age, pissed at everyone around her for trying to dictate her life and her choices around a stupid tattoo.

So what if she didn't have a single word etched on her body? It wasn't going to stop her from living a full and happy life. Vera's happy little life is shattered the day she tells her boyfriend she's pregnant and she never hears from him again.

But that's okay. It's not like he was her soulmate, the one person who was supposed to be with her no matter what. It's okay. She'll be fine. She'll manage.

Vera's very last bits of positivity and hope dies with her daughter. The world sucks and everyhting in it sucks worse. Bitterness starts to grow, from being born with her skin bare to realising that she was going to have to look out for herself always. Alone.

If she can't have people and love in her life, she's going to have a name and money. So she goes after it like a moth to a flame. She throws everything that she is into her studies, makes sure she gets all the right grades. She studies people, too. She knows when to smile, when to laugh, when to tear up. She knows what to do to get reactions she wants.

Vera learns how to dominate a conversation and she knows how to always seem like the most intelligent person in the room. She's yet to meet anyone who sees through her pretty lies.

Hamish is young. He's planned to get into law and he's convinced he's going to be the best out there. The only thing he's not certain about is the fact that the words on his wrist reads "oh shit-fuck you're sorry I'm hot"

He's hoping it's a misunderstanding of some kind.

It's his second or third month on campus and he's walking with his nose in a textbook when he collides with another book-sniffer, only Hamish meets the ground and decides to lay there for a minute.

The girl he bumped into quickly starts mumbling curses to herself as she gathers up her book, then his. "Oh, shit-fuck," she says when she realises he's still laying on the floor. He squints in the sunlight. "You're sorry, I'm hot."

There is a brief pause. "I mean! I'm sorry, you're hot! Wait, that's not much better."

Hamish laughs. "That -- that makes a lot of sense."

"Wut?"

Hamish accepts her hand up and shows her his wrist. She gets excited when she realises it. She starts talking about how she's wondered for so long what the hell could've possibly been said to warrant the words on her wrist.

A minute and a half later she realises she hasn't actually introduced herself yet.

It's a few months later, maybe four or five, when Hamish visits Cassie at the den instead of the usual places -- the bar, the grounds, his apartment, her dorm, even a few classes. The guy she's staying with, Nico, introduces himself as Cassie's brother.

"I didn't know you had a brother." "I don't. He just drinks my beer and passes out somewhere in here. Anyway, Nico, this is Hamish."

"So, you're the little shit that's got all my sister's attention." "I would hope so."

Nico takes to Hamish immediately. He thinks Hamish is hilarious and a really great person. Nico pressures Cassie into telling Hamish about the Knights. Eventually, she chooses to listen and the two of them take Hamish down to the hide locker.

"There's three hides in there. Silverback, Tundra, and Greybeard. Good luck."

Tundra's the one that chooses Hamish and it just feels so wonderful to have a family -- a pack.

Nico is the first to die. Cassie is devastated. Even Hamish, who'd only known Nico a month, maybe two at best, is struck hard by it. Nico goes out protecting the pack -- as Midnight often does.

For a long time, it's just Cassie and Hamish. The den gets really quiet and on those days, they sit just as quiet, lost in their thoughts. Cassie rarely ever speaks to anyone but Hamish. He's the only person that could even begin to understand how she feels about losing Nico. Despite all her talk, she loved him as one loves family.

It's almost a year later when Hamish becomes the only Knight.

Hamish stops talking. He never asks questions in class anymore. He never answers any either. Cassie was his whole world. He loved her more than anything or anyone in his life. He should have been there. But she'd wanted to go alone. She said she could handle it. She couldn't and Hamish sat alone, toasting to Cassie's life by himself as he looked at the lockers.

Do you know that feeling when you're just so fucking hurt and sad, that even opening your mouth to breathe is exhausting? It takes so much energy to speak. Why even speak? Who's going to listen? Do you know that hollow feeling after you've cried for what feels like hours? That emptiness that follows when you realise that what you had is truly gone and you are never going to get it back?

Hamish hasn't felt any different since Cassie died.

Hamish doesn't look at his wrist anymore. He's certain by now the words have faded. He can't look because looking means he'll see the blank wrist and seeing his blank wrist means Cassie is really truly gone.

Hamish drops out of law school and picks up something else. Something that requires less talking. Somewhen along the line, a TA position for a lecturer of his opens up. Hamish ignores it.

Hamish has been at Belgrave for three years and Vera for seven when they finally collide. Literally. Hamish recognises her. She's some super smart final year student or something. He's pretty sure she's trying to take over the university and he's pretty sure no one's going to get in the way trying to stop her.

He means to apologise but like every other opportunity he's faced with, the words don't make it past his throat.

"Fuck this bullshit," Vera says to herself before deciding she wants to relax on the grass for just a moment. The busy life can wait a while. She glances at the tower of a man. "Don't make me look like an idiot, get down here."

Hamish doesn't know why he sits. But when he does, he realises it's quite peaceful.

"You're not much of a talker, are you?" Hamish shakes his head. "Can't or won't?"

Hamish opens his mouth slightly, inhales, then closes his mouth. He turns his head the other way.

"Won't, I see. That's fine. Some quiet is welcome."

They lay on the grass for a few minutes, avoiding the sun in the shade of a large tree. The grass is soft, the air is light, the shade is cool. For the first time in what feels like forever, both of them feel peaceful.

"This is nice." Hamish nods. "I'd love to do it again. Here." Hamish frowns at the phone she hands him. "Put your number in. Even if you won't talk, I'm sure you can text, right?"

Hamish nods slowly.

Three days later, he gets a message: I need to rest but there are too many other students and I don't want to look like a lonely loser. Followed by a location link.

They lay on the grass until Hamish has to go to class.

Hamish doesn't visit the bar anymore because he can't go in there without seeing Cassie and Nico. Both are equally bad. He didn't deserve Nico's sacrifice. He was supposed to look after Cassie for Nico. Vera doesn't visit the bar because there are too many people in there and she'd really rather not get distracted by another breathing thing.

But she goes to the library and there's Hamish, sitting alone, head in a book. Vera takes the books she needs and sits across him. She doesn't say thing. She doesn't need to. Hamish usually drowns out the sounds in the library, but theres something soothing about the rhythmic clacking of the keys on Vera's laptop and the odd turn of a page when she pays attention to the book beside it.

It's almost thirty minutes later when she nudges his foot under the table and turns the laptop to him. In a bright pink font at the top of her essay is: Check for me, please?

Hamish can't help the small grin of amusement as he sets his book down and pulls the laptop towards him. Vera reaches over and pages through Hamish's book, making sure not to loose his bookmark.

They do this often. So often, that they've learnt each other's schedules without even realising. Sometimes Vera will go to that spot under the tree and pull out her phone to text Hamish, only to already see him approaching. Sometimes Hamish walls into the library wondering if perhaps, he should send Vera a message, but she's already there, working on some assignment or something with a deep frown on her face that vanishes when he sits down.

Hamish is walking Vera to class one day and she says, "You know, for a guy who doesn't talk, you sure find a way to say a lot of things." Hamish is confused because he's literally never said a single word to her. "Ex-girlfriend?" she asks, pointing to Cassie's favourite ring on a chain around his neck. Nico had given it to her for her birthday but he'd got it a size too small so she wore it on a chain. Hamish looks away. Vera studies him. ".... dead . . . girlfriend?"

Hamish nods very slowly.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Hey, have you ever been to a PR Management class? You'll like the lecturer. Come on."

The next time Vera is walking him to his class, he pauses before the door, holding a hand out to her. "Psychology 212, why not?" Vera spends the entire lesson drawing flowers on the back of Hamish's hand.

It's that night, when he's sitting at the den, that he looks at his hand. The flowers are already fading away, but they're so pretty. For the first time in years, he turns his arm over. He kind of hopes to see his wrist blank, because he's starting to really like Vera and he doesn't want to stay hung up on Cassie. It wouldn't be fair to Vera.

His wrist isn't blank. Instead, clear as day, the ink reads: Don't make me look like an idiot, get down here

Hamish's phone rings. Had Vera's name not been flashing, he wouldn't have answered.

"I know you won't say anything but I need someone to talk to. Someone who'll listen." And then Vera tells him about her day. Even if he did plan to respond, Vera didn't even pause for a breather. She tells him about this stupid professor that was hitting on her and she tells him how she thought about kicking him in the nuts but the classroom still had a few other students and she didn't want to gain a violent reputation. She tells him about how she went to the library to study but some fucker stole her desk. She tells him all sorts of trivial things. And then she starts. She's tired. She's exhausted. Not to mention, being in the Order is hard work and that's the one thing she's not going to tell Hamish about. She doesn't want that sweet innocent boy tangled up in the Order's drama and danger. But she tells him how everything else is weighing on her and she's set impossibly high standards for herself and people expect her to meet them and she's just tired. "I'm going to send you an address. Please come."

When Hamish ultimately decides to go, he isn't sure what to expect, but it certainly isn't five boxes of pizza, four two-litre bottles of soda, two wine bottles, and a list of three movies to choose from.

"I'm breaking up with my degree" Vera says when she answers the door. Hamish nods. Yeah, he can see that. Hamish doesn't think he's ever seen Vera in sweats and with her hair untidy. "You gonna help me eat all this or stand in the doorway forever?"

They end up watching all three movies. Vera says she'll clean up when the sun comes up. She burrows into her blanket and curls up against Hamish. "As far as first dates go, this was kinda nice."

Everything gets easier. They know where to find each other. Vera's even learnt to speak Hamish. She says she's naming the language after him because no one else can speak with the strange gestures and eye movements. Hamish thinks she's adorable.

In the second semester, they share a class. Hamish is taking it for the degree he's currently doing and Vera's taking it for credits and because Hamish is. They cheated on almost that entire exam because no one realised they were communicating.

It's a quiet day on Vera's couch when Hamish shows her his wrist. "Isn't that what I said when. . ."

Vera shows him her bare wrist. He kisses her forehead and pulls her close. She smiles. It doesn't bother him.

She tells him about her daughter one day. She doesn't even need him to say anything. Just knowing that he's still sitting with her, still holding on to her, is enough.

They're watching some movie. Well, neither of them are actually watching it. Hamish has Vera in his lap, his chin on her shoulder. Both are watching Vera's thumb make small circles on her bare wrist. Hamish kisses her cheek. The first words out his mouth since Cassie are a soft whisper against Vera's ear. "I love you."

And Vera watches the words ink themselves into her wrist, clear as day. It wasn't that she didn't have a soulmate. It was just that hers didn't speak. Until now. She turns halfway to kiss him. "I love you, too."

And we're going to stop there because the next bit is cannon territory and we all know I'll probably handle that with angst :)

Part 2

@gingersimasnapsandvermishthings I kinda got u sis

See the other soulmate aus that kept me awake at night until I wrote them down