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annabethy · 4 years ago

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“don’t lie to me” + percabeth if u are up to!!!

“Don’t lie to me.” Percabeth teacher au!! <3

Annabeth couldn’t think of a better way to spend her mornings than with Percy. He was always so sweet and warm when he first woke up, making him the perfect person to snuggle up to in the middle of a New York winter.

The ride to work was no less lovely with her sitting in the passenger seat, a steaming cup of coffee that Percy had made “with love” in her right hand, and her left hand intertwined with his. Watching the snow fall in a comfortable silence was so delicate and magical, and it’s truly the best way to start her day.

As she’s walking into the school with him, hand in hand, she leans closer to him, using his arm as a buffer from the biting wind. Percy just gives her a lopsided smile, something akin to adoration in his eyes, and pulled her into his side. There weren’t many students around this early in the morning, so she doesn’t bother trying to separate herself from him. She doesn’t even know if she could because he’s acting as her personal heater, and that may be too good to give up.

“You look adorable,” Percy comments as he holds open the door to the school. “The red nose really tops off your whole look.”

Annabeth sniffles, trying to subtly wipe her nose with the hand that’s still holding a travel cup of coffee. “Don’t make fun of me.”

“I’m being serious,” he whispers playfully, bumping her arm with his elbow and prompting her to roll her eyes fondly. He guides her through the halls of the front office, reaching for her hand and lacing them back together. “You always look pretty, but right now you look so huggable.”

She can feel the flush still on her cheeks, but she doesn’t know if it was from the cold or his kind words. Almost a year of dating and he still made her feel just as giddy as she did on day one. “I love you.”

“Couldn’t possibly love me as much as I love you,” he quips, but he presses a kiss to her temple before changing the subject. “So, I was thinking. After work, cuddles and a movie?”

“Only if we can get snacks first,” she says, biting her lip in a smile. If there’s anything she loves more than waking up next to the love of her life, it’s getting to spend Friday night with just the two of them. There were no kids to bother them or tests to grade. It was a time for the two of them to just exist with one another, and she cherished every week when she got to go home with him.

“We can stop for snacks, but then we’re watching Finding Nemo.”

“What’s with your obsession with the ocean?”

“I think clownfish are cute,” he answers, because of course he thinks clownfish are cute. “All fish are cute. That’s why I teach marine.”

Annabeth expected nothing less of him, and she decides to humor him. “Did you know I once had two goldfish and I named them Ren and Nephr?”

“Unique names,” Percy says, sidestepping a kid frantically making their way down the hall.

“They both mean kidney.”

“You would, Chase.”

“I also had a fish named Ornith.”

“That means bird,” Percy states.

“I liked the irony,” she tells him, taking a sip of her coffee. It’s still steaming in the cup, and it burns her tongue slightly. “Regardless, I think your obsession with the ocean is alarming.”

“At least I don’t go around screaming law of cosines,” Percy says, pointedly looking at her. “I didn’t even know what that was until you started crying about how stupid they were last week when you were grading papers.”

“That’s because they are stupid, I swear to god. They were all I-don’t-know-when-to-use-law-of-sines-versus-law-of-cosines like it’s hard!”

“I’m sure it’s so easy,” he says, but his laugh gives his sarcasm away. “You just have to accept that you were a fluke in the system, and no one will ever be a smart as you.”

Annabeth smacks him upside the head with her cup of coffee lightly but she’s still smiling. It’s moments like this that really get to her. She could just be herself around him, and they could tease each other but know that they love those things about each other at the same time.

She loved him.

Annabeth bites at the inside of her cheek, loving the way he looks at her out of the corner of his eyes, before she slowly pops the lid of the coffee off to try and get it to cool down faster.

Percy’s arm is snug around her waist, so she doesn’t look up as she continues walking. She blows around the rim of the cup, the steam swirling up in the air. It smells mouthwateringly delicious and it’s starting to cool off, so she brings it to her lips just as they round a corner, and—

Someone slams into them, and suddenly the only thing Annabeth can register is pain.

“Shit.” The scalding coffee seeps through her shirt almost immediately, and her skin feels like it’s on fire. The cup falls from her hand, the rest of the contents splattering on the floor, but she can’t be bothered to care as she tries to break the shirt’s contact with her blistering torso.

“—you okay?”

Annabeth’s mind comes reeling back as Percy’s voice reach her ears, and she can pick up the frantic edge to it.

“Annabeth,” he prompts again, his hand sliding down her shoulder. “Are you okay?”

Instead of answering him, she glances to the person cowering in front of her, and her skin is on fire for a completely different reason.

Octavian stares back at her, terror clear as day on his face, and she is about to explode. This kid was always the center of something, causing problems with every single breath he takes. He had no shame, and he always had the audacity to do whatever it is he wants to do, and now he’s ruined her favorite part of the day, and she can’t breathe.

“Octavian,” she says tightly, scrunching her nose in mock politeness. “Did you maybe think it would be a good idea to check where you’re going?”

The kid stammers.

“It would be smart not to go running around the halls and bumping into people carrying hot drinks,” she says, her voice dangerously steady. “God, you’re so—” There’s so much she wants to say, to scream, at him, but even in her heightened sense of rage, she knows she can’t, so she clenches her fist hard enough for her nails to indent her skin and she pauses for a second before she storms off in the direction of her room.

She doesn’t look to make sure Percy is behind her, too busy trying to hold back rising tears, and she really doesn’t know why she feels this way. All she knows is everything was perfect, and now it’s not.

As she unlocks her classroom door, Percy’s hand is settling over the dip in her waist. She steps inside the room, and she doesn’t know what exactly she was going to do except perhaps have a meltdown, but she never got the chance because Percy wastes no time before pulling his sweater over his head and holding it out towards her.

“What are you doing?” she asks miserably, still forcing back her frustrated tears.

“Take it,” he says, gazing at her earnestly.

Annabeth bites her lip, her eyes glossing over. He was too good for her. “I’m sorry,” she chokes out. She doesn’t know how to express what she was sorry for, but she has a feeling he knows.

“Don’t be sorry.” Percy’s arms seek out the bottom of the sweater so he can help her into it. He slides it over her and once it’s on, he reaches forward to tilt her head towards him so he can give her a forehead kiss. “It was an accident.”

“Octavian was an accident,” she whimpers, dropping her head against his chest.

She doesn’t understand why she feels so upset. She just knows that she doesn’t like the hole in the pit of her stomach or the tightness of her throat.

“Why are you so sad?” Percy asks, cupping her cheeks and pouting.

“Today was going so well,” she complains, wincing away from his fingers that go to wipe her tears.

And maybe she does know why she’s so upset. Mornings were her favorite time of day because she got to be with Percy. She got to see him in ways that no one else did and listen to his words that he doesn’t say when anyone else is around. When they’re at work five days a week surrounded by children, he didn’t get to show her affection in the ways he does outside of school. Morning was her chance to see that.

Never had something interrupted those perfect moments before. Not until now.

The moment had been so perfect, so private and loving, and it was destroyed.

“You told me I looked adorable,” she says, sniffling. It was the only way she knew how to explain the torrent of emotions she was feeling. “Now I have a big coffee stain on my shirt, and I look disgusting.”

“You still look adorable.”

“Don’t lie to me,” she chides.

“I’m not lying,” he says softly. “You always look adorable.”

She just drops her forehead back against him pitifully.

“You’re the prettiest person I’ve ever seen,” Percy says. “I tell you that all the time.”

“You’re a big fat liar.”

Percy’s lips tilt up in a smile. “I’m not. In fact, you actually look even better right now, all cute and warm in my hoodie.”

Annabeth looks down as though for the first time realizing she was wearing it. It was too big on her, but it smelled like him, the picture of a sunny day at the beach, warm on the sand.

“You’re so so so pretty, especially when you’re wearing my clothes.” Percy’s arms wrap around her squeezing tightly, and she feels secure in his embrace. “Don’t let this ruin your day. Octavian’s stupid. This isn’t new information.”

“But our morning is ruined.”

Percy squeezes her tighter, slightly swaying back and forth. “Lucky for you, it’s Friday. We can go home and pretend it’s morning again and take lots of naps.”

“And watch Finding Nemo?”

“Oh, yes. That part’s nonnegotiable.”

Annabeth’s lips pull up at that as she nestles deeper against him. “I love you.”

Percy’s response is an affirmative hum and a kiss on the top of her head.

So maybe her morning hadn’t gone quite as planned, and maybe she was overreacting just a bit, but there’s always tomorrow, and there’s always their Friday night snuggles.

As long as she has Percy, she figures everything would be alright.

#percy jackson #percabeth #annabeth chase #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #my writing #anon #asks #teacher au

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bluebellhairpin · 5 years ago

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Out of Goodwill [2]

The Hobbit X Reader

Part One || Part Two || Part Three

A/N: Oops. I’ve wrote this instead of other things. Someone give me a badge for best procrastinator? But this part is a bit longer than my usual quota, have fun! - Nemo

Summary: The night ends, and a new day begins. And now you have to leave seven in your house. Let’s pray they won't break anything while you and Bard go out into the real world for the day.

Masterlist

The time spent after dinner was… A little wild.

First you needed to figure out where you’d place everyone when they slept, which was harder than it would’ve been considering everyone wanted to make sure you weren’t kicked out of your room or sleeping on the floor.

Eventually arrangements were made; Thranduil and Legolas would share the master bedroom, also known as your parents room for when they visited. You didn’t like how big it was, even if you did use the walk-in wardrobe. In all truth you thought Legolas would get kicked onto the floor with some pillows and a blanket, but that was for those two to decide.

Balin and Dwalin got your room, and you felt very lucky that you just cleared everything out to re-decorate, so it wasn’t like there was anything embarrassing left in there aside from your clothes. You trusted them not to snoop.

Thorin and Bard got your spare room, which held two single beds which usually housed your siblings when they visited, and you shoved a double mattress from under the master bed between the two singles for Fili and Kili.

You dared not tell them that you’d be sleeping in front of the fire with another single mattress, you didn’t even pull the mattress out from its place before you knew they were all asleep. You wouldn’t hear the end of it if they didn’t believe you were just going to bunk next door. You didn’t care if they found out tomorrow, you just needed rest.

The next morning, you found, reluctantly, that Bard was an early riser. Like, five in the morning early riser. He was also very curious, and you gave away sleep to answer every question that came your way.

He asked of the food you ate, the clothes you wore, what jobs you had, your family, your economic system, and everything else in between. To your surprise and thankfulness, he was a good listener, and a quick learner. By the time you discussion was over, he knew how to work the microwave and kettle.

Thranduil emerged from upstairs at six thirty, and you shoved a mug of coffee in his hand as soon as he opened his mouth. He looked down at the mug, then tentatively took a sip, scrunching up his nose at it. You took the mug back and proceeded to make him a cup of tea, which he seemed to like more.

Balin and Legolas were the next to wake, and luckily they woke at your weekday alarm of around seven. Balin also had plenty of questions, and he seemed to be drawn to your collection of books. He was eyeing them last night, and you told him he was welcome to read them as long as he didn’t damage them. He picked up The Hunger Games first, you felt obligated to tell him it was fiction, and that your encyclopedia would be a little better to get to know your world. He kept reading The Hunger Games instead.

Legolas followed you around, watching what you were doing as you got ready for work at the distance a cat would watch it’s owner at. You caught him trying to copy your actions, but when you asked him if he wanted to be taught he said he didn’t need to know.

Thorin and Dwalin emerged from their respective rooms as you were about to go into yours to pick out your clothes for the day, and Dwalin straight-up asked you where food was. You told him to ask nicely, or harass Bard, of which had been informed all about the kitchen earlier, which drew a short laugh from Thorin.

Fili and Kili both woke right as you were almost ready to leave for work. They were shuffling on their feet and still half asleep, but they both wanted to know where you were going anyway right as Bard appeared at your side asking to come with you.

“I’m going to work.” You told the brothers, and even now you only just realised how huge they were. Human-sized dwarfs were scary huge. “And…” you looked Bard up and down, “No, you can’t come. You’ll stick out like a sore thumb.”

“Can’t you get me other clothes?” he asked, and you had to think for a second. You had clothes from pretty much everywhere seeing as you picked out clothes based on what they looked like and how comfy they were. You even had a men’s suit tucked in your wardrobe because there wasn’t anything stopping you. Now that you thought about it, your dad did leave one of his suits behind last time he visited.

Ten minutes later, Bard emerged from the bathroom with his former clothes folded in his hands and your father's grey three-piece suit. You had to admit, Bard looked good.

“What is he wearing?” Thranduil asked with a quirked eyebrow, already on his fourth cup of tea.

“It’s called a suit, and he needs it because it’s just about the only decent menswear I have that’d fit him.” You explained, taking the cloths from Bard to place them down on a side table and then shoving him down into a seat.

“Hey! What are you-”

“Calm down, I need to fix your hair.”

“What’s wrong with my hair?”

“What isn’t wrong with your hair would be a better question.” Thranduil mumbled into his cup, clear not happy that Bard was shoved into the seat across from him.

“Legolas, slap your father for me, would you?” You said, calling over to the other elf who was making a messy work of frying eggs as Kili looked on with a grin. Legolas snapped his head over to you, shock written on his face as Thorin and Dwalin laughed at Thranduil’s frozen posture. “What? It’s not hard to keep your mouth shut, Thranduil.” You said, finishing with Bard’s hair and you had to admit, it was an improvement, even slightly.

You made your way back to the front door, calling back to Balin.

“Balin, you’re in charge, if anything goes wrong… Legolas!”

“Yes (y/n)?”

“You remember how to use that phone, right?”

“I think so!”

“Balin, if anything goes wrong get Legolas to call me. Whatever you do,” you said, leaning back into the lounge to address everyone, “Don’t go outside. You’ll cause a riot.” They all seemed to understand, and you looked to Fili and Kili. “You two hearing me?”

“Yes (y/n).” They said, looking at you with eyes that made you want to believe them.

“Don’ worry lass, I’ll keep an eye on ‘em.” Dwalin said, TV remote in hand and offering it to you as if you ask you to turn it on. You shake your head with a smile.

“You’ll figure it out, just don’t break anything.” And with that you left, Bard on your heels towards your work. You just really hoped no one questioned what Bard was doing with you, or why he was going to be lurking around the library archives all day.

Your first stop was a cafe, since you needed it, and because you always brought in a couple drinks and pastries for those you worked with. It was what you became known for.

While waiting around for your items, you looked over at Bard.

“We’re gonna have to give you another name.” You said.

“Why?” he asked, tilting his head slightly. With his head movement you noted a couple girls behind him staring. You let out a sigh, deciding not to address it.

“Because ‘Bard’ isn’t exactly a common name.”

“So what do you suggest to call me instead?” he asked,shifting his weight from one foot to the other and crossed his arms.

“Ben?” you suggested, and got an upturned nose. Ben was a no.

“Beau?”

“Getting better, but no.”

“You understand that this is only a name to use in front of others, it’s not like we’re completely changing your name.” you said, as your name was called. You went to collect your paper bag of food and tray of drinks, then returned to a slightly pouting Bard. “Okay, what about we try one more name, and if it doesn't even spark the slightest joy in you, we’ll give it up and you can stick to Bard?”

“Alright, hit me.” he agreed, moving to open and hold the door for you.

“Okay, let me think,” you started, Bard now rejoining you and taking the cup from th tray that was marked ‘HC’ for hot chocolate (you decided to start him on something less caffeine-infused), “Bryce?”

He looked up at you, his expression unreadable, and after a fe walking strides shook his head.

“No. That’s not right either.” He said, continuing in step with you as you let out a puff of air.

“Oh well, I guess you’re just destined to stick out as ‘Bard’.” You joked, sipping from your own drink as you turned the final corner to the library that sat on top of the cities archives.

When it came to getting Bard in the archives without a library card was a little difficult, but Bard flashed the girl on security a smile, stole one of your doughnuts to give her and he was in.

Your workmates, both avid book fans, saw Bard and their jaws practically dropped to the floor. When you introduced Bard as ‘Bard’, you think one of them almost fainted.

“Man, (y/n)” Harry said, pulling you away to gather his drink as Jazz talked to Bard, “How’d you get Luke Evans to come visit you at work?”

“That’s that thing, Haz,” you laughed, “It ain’t Evans.”

“What, you just managed to get a man that looks, sounds and acts like ‘Bard’?” Harry hummed, clearly not believing you as he took a sip of his latte.

“No, that is Bard.” he shook his head.

“I don’t believe you.”

“I have seven more at home.”

“What, Bard look-alike?” he snickered, and you noted that Bard and Jazz were both looking your way.

“No, Hobbit characters.”

“Wait, like Legolas?” Jazz asked, bounding over to tug at your sleeve.

“And Thranduil.” Jazz gasped, seeing as she was a heavily elf fan, her next request didn’t surprise you, and made you laugh more than anything else.

“Can I see them?”

“After work!” And with that she was off, setting back to asking an amused Bard all sort of questions.

You thought he’d be there for a while, and a while he was.

It was only after your lunch break that you caught Bard wandering through the rows of shelves and files to try and find you.

“That Jazz is a bit of a character,” Bard started, making his way to you as you put away some files from earlier, drawing a smile to your face, “She’s… Very talkative.”

“Yeah, sorry if she gets a bit too ‘in your business’, she’s like that with everyone.” You say, glancing at him to see he was also smiling.

“Good to know I’m not as special as I thought I was.” he said, starting to pick and choose at the files on the opposite row. “You know, this world would be worth staying in, if I didn’t have people back home.” he said softly, almost a whisper.

“Damn,” you said, breathing in sharply, “We need to get you home.” you ran a hand along your face and lent against the filing cabinet.

“It’ll be okay, I know people in Laketown will only start missing me after a week or so. I was meant to go to Erebor for a while, they won’t be any wiser.”

“Why were you going to Erebor?” you asked, raising your head to look at him properly.

“That,” he started, voice still soft, “That’s a long story (y/n).”

“I have all afternoon, so start talking.”

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shytiff · 4 years ago

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Small Dec Wins

i cant believe its December already tf?!?!?!

1 - poli KIA today. saw a mother who cant feel the movement of their baby. the senior midwife tried to find the baby’s heart beat but not finding it. she said she hopes she were wrong. fell asleep at 3pm-ish, woke up super hungry. ate. i swear i feel like my weight when i measured it this morning was ~52, but after eating its close to 54 lol. eating banana and chocolate nextar is yummm. dalbang today is hella funny as always and suuper endearing. fell asleep after dalbang, didnt study hufttt

2 - today im at igd but joined azkia at vk for a bit to see partus. its not that im scared (maybe not consciously) but when the mom was being stitched i felt lightheaded, nausea, cold extremities, and i even had to squat multiple times because i couldnt stand. But i felt better after the partus so maybe seeing it was the cause. I did not feel scared at all honestly ._. and i’ve seen multiple partus before. i dont know why. i can literally feel my symphatetic tone giving out lmaoo. tried matcha latte with Cy matcha powder. it tasted more milky and grassy. mom thought it tasted like nori. i prever cocodeli alll the way (although Cy is cheaper). i think it also has a bit of caffeine that made me feel awake like a normal person should be.

3 - today is vk but there’s no patient so thank god i saw sumn yesterday. did some cicil ukmppd in the morning accompanied by matcha latte. tried to order dufan tickets and i couldnt find my damn ktp...... fell asleep after worrying about said ktp

4 - matcha latte in the car, swab at lmk, went to dufan by tj with willy, had quite some funn with atikah nila willy amel pupuy. first time trying kereta misteri, quite fun. it rained after ashar so we didnt ride anything after that. turns out my ktp was at barel’s fotocopy lmaoo thankyou ara for picking it. went to solaria ancol afterwards, picked up by mom. i didnt tell her in the morning that i was going to dufan lmao. plenary @ zoom 19 pm. rapat nemo. fell asleep.

5 - went to lmk by tj to surprise clara. went back home and fell asleep. didnt rly do anything afterwards because this ragged body gets tired easily and i dont eat much recently. i can feel the difference before and after eating and there’s actual energy after eating. its not that im hungry though, but i feel less energized. felt annoyed terrible and just wanna lay in bed (this is unrelated with the less food in my system). even though i met up with friends

6 - after LOTS of sleeping i feel somehow better but not to a ‘normal’ amount. watched kimbab family videos. did power vinyasa by doogether with fianti. took a shower and ate indomie and i felt quite normal, except i slept again wtf. i thought i would have the second half of the day but nah. did self tryouts with fianti, 150 FDI questions. I got 96/150 right. huft. such a great reality check

7 - poli lansia with dokter isip, matcha latte in the afternoon rly helps me not sleeping the day away, packed up for depok

8 - poli umum with dr gita (helped doing phys exam), packed the rest of my stuff, ate some risol and matcha lattteee in the car, took swab results, picked up hazmats etc, zoom discussion with FT PKM Kalideres (dr gita) on the way, and i finally arrived at tamel. dinner is granola with vsoy. Taste like a slightly wet granola bar, nutty fiber-y vibe

9 - walked in ui with ara, managed to jog from the trees near st ui until kuburan bikun wow. i reached that point where my leg and heart were going in a steady unburdened pace and my willpower to keep going on was tested. tried the signature steak in Double U Steak by Chef Widi, while ara tried ribeye. the ribeye was more tender than the signature. but the seasoning in the signature is quite delish, salty and oily without being too much (like futago ya). read poppyland fast pass from ara’s phone omg season 1 is finally complete! went to coftof (omgggg i miss this place), it looks different now. ordered matcha latte and it tasted weirdly like a soy milk although ara doesnt feel that way. the matcha tasted weird. wont repurchase. read chainsaw man, its so entertaining, funny and deep at the same time. denji mess around and be too naive sometimes but hes lowkey hot lmaooo. aki is lovvvvve.

10 - first day at rsud budhi asih. had moesli combined with granola + vsoy for brekkie. went back to tamel at 3 pm. it rained when i got back. bought warteg lugina worth 32k. walked to sbux for tumbler day its been a while since i had their matcha latte. it tasted quite good, but not as good as i remembered (?) maybe bcs i asked for non fat milk. sbux closes at 8 pm for now hikss

11 - left tamel at about 7:10 and arrived on budhi asih at 08:54 yalll the traffic. Icu. Bought eatlah double and ate the salted egg part. Nap. ICU discussion with dr Dedi @8pm. I presented from my phone to save data hehe,,

12 - woke up at 8, eatlah brown butter for brekkie, symcard, saladstop's caesar salad for lunch (quite 'eneg' because i didnt eat the cheese evenly so the chicken and cheese were eaten last after the vegs are out. The vegetable's not that variative, and the non vegs make the salad taste delicious (albeit maybe not THAT healthy). Evening jog @UI and i realized i can get wifi sitting near the lake n library. Stared at the night sky from my room, i swear the sky seems super clear. Saw tiny fireworks in the distance

13 - ate muesli and saladstop’s banana walnut cake, symcard, bought moon chicken and saladpoint. lunch was egg salad and the wings. the original tasted so good like??? maybe i havent had msg for a while. also tried big bang, not too spicy which is nice. cicil ukmppd. put my laundry at buih barel lmaoo. try out with fianti. got 70/100

14 - breakfast was salad and leftover chicken. today was bangsal with angga armand. the geriatric patient has a loud murmur yall (and scoliosis, so much that the heart looks distorted). went to margo city to see sales, but when i think about it id rather just thrift stuff lmao. bought lugina. slept through kuliah guru besar. writing this in yellow truck coffee, that had 2 customers on the 1st floor including me. tried banana milk. yall after trying to drink less sugar the beverage tasted super sweet. my headache just goes away. sugar is magic but unhealthy whyyyyy.

15 - igd siang with indah. This body sure is frail. Did cbd with dr afifah AND rescheduled pleno. Rip mobile data i have to use for hotspot.

16 - ok today. Inserted goedel and did bagging. I bagged the patient the wrong way at first (too much). Thankfully the nurses were kind and taught us a lot :) watched some bts content. I feel like after reading househusband my tiktok page is now immensely funnier. Dalbang is also hilarious as always. Put on ginseng sheet mask (smells quite strong)

17 - bangsal. snacked on fried chicken. matcha latte starbucks (turns out its quite full here) and liqo about keeping our tongues in check

18 - arrived at icu. And then opened line. Turns out hadin's swab is positive, so agung kak iman and me have to isolate and swab. So i went back. Ordered kanayam chicken and fish and tempe. Nasi liwet tasted goood damn. Sleptt in the afternoon. Pleno at 4 pm (entered the room 4:30). Had no motivation to do anything. Azkia is getting married! Spent 20 mins formulating words to congratulate her lmaoo

19 - osce simulation, kak nanu was so kind and encouraging. Did try out solid. Lunch is fish bite pasta with melted cheese (cause i had to reach the minimum amount for promo). It got cold so its not that good (pairing it with self made mentai sauce, mixing the mayo and chili, is way much better). Jogged in ui (and searched for wifi). Approached by someone selling haraus coffee (25k), saying that some earnings will be for charity. Its basically sweet. Can barely taste the coffee.

20 - had kanayam for lunch (brekkie is almost always muesli lately). The nasi liwet tasted much better the first time. Walked to yellow truck coffee in the pouring rain. Got banana milk. Saw webinar ksk (electrolyte correction and dr nadhira talkshow). What i got from it is that, dr nadhira is a different person from the first place. Shes visionary, knows what she want and not afraid to reach it. The mindset is different. Even if i try as hard as her, her propensity to growth is different. Cicil ukmppd. Try out with fianti (got 72/100). Talked for an hour about love and marriage and engagements (there are so much of it lately)

21 - leftover kanayam for brekkie, also ate roti salman in cikini st. swab today (met kris, nessa and others). muesli for lunch. i thought my body felt a bit warm, so i decided to find sumn to eat. tried kedai abu bakar’s spaghetti brulee. its okay. maybe because its not too cheesy or meaty, mainly bechamel sauce. the one pupuy made is much tastier. finished the whole 10x20 portion in 2 eating sesh. cicil ukmppd @ bed in the evening (somehow felt refreshed enough to be able to concentrate in bed)

22 - went early to icu to put dops form. lugina for early lunch. i feel like my metabolism is faster? or my body is not so much in calorie deficit mode anymore and it got greedier lmao i used to just ignore hunger but not now, for health. starbiiies tumbler day. ordered black tea latte with non fat milk and vanilla syrup (because raspberry syrup is no more). did cbd geri ppt.

23 - finally knew the swab result bcs kak iman asked kak farras. thankfully negative. igd with jordi. quite a few chances to do iv line, but i failed 2 times. managed to do iv injection to insert 2 drugs. saw the worst cpr ive ever seen in my life. its too slow, with maximal interruption. fish bite for lunch. wasted the rest of my day

24 - originally intended to run but i cant bring myself out of bed. packed up my stuff. picked up by mom. got the paper result of swab, got ksk from kelvyn @ capitol. can finally drink self-made matcha latte again, but it tasted horrible. i know cy matcha doesnt have that much going on, but even this is low even for them. previously i was starting to get used to the grassy smell.

25 - my lil bro remarked “maybe shes depressed because she doesnt have her chair”. fuck yall. this “depression” that im in is caused by this very place and the people. and im supposed to still muster the strength to study for ukmppd AND get my face together for solid book photoshoot. that shit is too much. this is why the money that goes to cafe, and the bike ride there is worth it for my sanity. after showering, things felt a bit better. had absolutely no will to study today. ate muesli with a bit of matcha latte.

26 - muesli for breakfast. matcha latte is lyfff ive probably said this before but it ~somehow~ makes me feel normal and not in a slump. like im a regular person. with normal moods. and not wanting to sleep all the time. i try to do ukmppd exercises but the pace is so fucking slow, bcs im distracted by get rich haha,,,. the latest potn update (64) is omgggg the mixed feelings? love? hate? anger? everything and nothing? the ~tension and passion~? im obsessed. watched a ton of bts content today and yesterday lmao.

27 - nasi kebuli for brekkie. went to flavola, im the first customer lmao. tried kopi susu coklat, tasted quite close enough to janjiw’s kopi soklat. had the same ~improved mood and concentration~ effect. tried to read ksk. bought milky banana 1L from puyo to give dajen (its his bday yesterday) (i feel prompted (?) to gift people when theyve given a present to me) (because my love lang is not gift giving at all so i barely think abt gifts lmao). talked with sum 33 ipa guys @ dajens house. yay appropriate amount of social battery charging. tryout with fianti, padi this time. got 67/100.

28 - ate muesli with matcha latte after breakfast. cicil ukmppd. Listened to yoongi's vlive until i fell asleep lol. 2 burger and salad for dinner. omggg hansol revealed his gf.

29 - spent half of my day tidying up the mess that is my room. figured out what to wear for solid book photoshoot with fianti, ara. matcha latte terosss. phd for dinner.

30 - breakfast is muesli with cimory choco hazelnut. mom made matcha chocolate brownies. tryna study. slow pace terosss. read some padi materials. dalbang.

31 - bought vsoy low sugar and multigrain. moved my body a bit to youtube videos. showered. felt better. it also rained (which i love). the pleasant mood only lasted til the evening. did nothing from 7pm even though im not sleepy. cant tell when did i start to sleep

and just like that, 2020 kkeut. its sad to say i dont rly remember much remarkable things this year. other than the trip and memories with minor rotation friends. i just remember wasting my life away in my house. i guess that’s the danger of living a monotone life. sometimes you gotta invest some time to have fun, to have motivation to live on and do things. not doing this makes it difficult to live day by day. and friends. meeting friends, seeing new stuff. that helps me live.

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darkprincessloki92 · 5 years ago

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Cinnamon and Cider

A/N; A short Drabble for the first day of October!

Plot; The rain won't stop and the reader tries to make the best of it. Loki uses this opportunity to make his move.

Pairing; Loki x Reader

Warnings; Soft squishy loki. Lots of fluff.

The soft patter of rain hitting the wide window of the stark tower. Sinking into her seat she dropped her head back and Tony noticed how much (y/n) liked watching and listening to the storms so he built a special room just for her. The windows were wide with a slight curve so the water would cascade down. There was a lounge couch closest to the window. The room included soundproof walls so no noise would disturb her. And a small kitchen for if she wants something to eat or drink. For the most part, she thought she was the only one who enjoyed the solitude. Unbeknownst to her, Loki shared in the enjoyment. But it's not the weather that piques his interest. It's the tiny mortal that brings him peace. Sometimes there will a movie playing or calming music. Not that he minded.

Leaning against the wall with his eyes closed he takes in the quiet of the room and her soft sighs that filled the room. His name being called woke him from his daze. His eyes shot open glancing down to her small frame. Her big for eyes and her head tilted to the side. ”Loki? How did you get in here?” Clearing his throat. “I- ah followed you in here. I could not gain access.” She scoffed, “You could have asked.” Loki shook his head. “Yes, I suppose you are correct.” (Y/N) saunters back to the couch. And sits backwards with her arms hanging off the back of the couch. “You know, I do make a killer apple cider.” He smiles “I have never had misguardian cider. It would be my pleasure to try yours first.”

Standing back up she skips to the small kitchen and turns on the pot. Turning around glancing in his direction. don’t have to stand, you are allowed to sit on the sofa. I don’t bite.” He chuckles, “Not that I would mind.” She blushed, “What did you say?” Shaking his head, “Nothing my dove.” Once the cider was finished she placed a cinnamon stick in each mug and handed one to him. “Come, sit with me, the storm just got started. Opening the ottoman she grabbed a fuzzy blanket draping it over herself and Loki. He nodded and chewed his bottom lip. She leaned in closer, practically on top of him. His breath hitches, ‘how am I so nervous, I have been with plenty of maidens. What is it that makes her so special’ then it hit him. The way she dances when making coffee, the way she lights up when she sees the dark grey clouds. Just undoubtedly her.

He had fallen hard, and he has to tell her. But how. Soon she nudged him with her foot. “Hey Loke you doing alright? If you want me to leave I can?” He grabbed her foot softly. “Gods, please do not leave.” Her cheeks becoming a shade of crimson. “Loke, wait. Can I call you that?” He simply nods. And she continues, “Not a lot of people like just sitting and doing stuff like this, they always get bored or ancey. I’m happy I get to spend this time with you.” Offering his hand. “ Lady (y/n) there is something I must tell you.” Sitting up she takes his hand and intertwines his with hers. “Loki, I know you have been secretly following me here. I know that you enjoy the quiet too.” Scooting forward tucking a hair behind her ear, “My little dove, It is not the quiet i enjoy. Or the cider. It is you.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and crashed her lips onto his. At first he hesitated, then decided, ‘Hel with it.’ and wrapped his arms around her waist and placed her on his lap. Finally breaking the kiss for air, she laid her forehead against his. “Sorry, I don't know what came over me.”

“Do not apologize, I have waited many years to feel this way.” Getting up off his lap she walks over to the kitchen. Sitting stunned, “Wh-where are you going?” She giggles, “I’m just making pop-corn. If you reach under the coffee table there is a remote.” Loki does as he is told. Which is very odd, but he doesn't oppose it. Grabbing the remote he presses the power button. A projector appears on the opposite wall and a disney movie began to play. Plopping down next to him she snuggled up against him and wrapped the blanket around them once again. Loki took a deep breath. Looking up through her lashed, “Loke? You okay? I'm sorry i should have asked.” Trying to sit up he wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled into her hair. “ I beg of you, please do not leave. I am not used to this kind of affection. I am used to stern and neglect. I will need time to process. I do hope you will be patient with me.” Tears brim her eyes, “Let’s take this one step at a time. For now let's watch this movie.” Leaning back with her in his arms, “What is this show called.” She smiles, “Finding nemo.” He tilts his head, “Finding who now?”

@devilbat @screw-real-life-i-pick-fandoms @lokis-little-kitten

#tom hiddleston #loki #fanfic

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cianmars · 7 years ago

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FF.net Mary Margaret has to try and get her stubborn husband and daughter to stay in bed with their colds, David and Emma have very different ideas...

Emma woke up cuddled up on her dad’s chest, it moved slowly up and down, even with her upon it. She could smell his aftershave faintly on his t-shirt, and skin, despite not having put it on for a few days, and the faint smell of something which she could only now associate with the Enchanted Forest, what he had smelt like there, it was one of the same smells that her blanket had always smelt like. It was comforting on her blanket, it was why she always liked to have it near her, she knew she was safe in her dad’s arms. She realised that she didn’t even take up all of the length David’s chest. She just snuggled closer to him, feeling a weird mixture of an adult and a child, well… the child she had never got to be.

She looked over at her mother who was reclined back against several pillows with Neal asleep on her chest, obviously her baby brother had fallen asleep while feeding, and Snow must have fallen back asleep along with him. Emma didn’t want to admit it to herself, or anyone else, but she felt a little jealous of the bond her mother and brother got to have – it was one they had never got to have or would, in all likelihood, ever get to have. She fidgeted on David’s chest, as she continued watching her mother and brother sleep.

David felt a baby fidgeting on his chest, with his eyes still closed he thought that it was Neal, but there was too much fidgeting which is when he opened his eyes and realised it was his older baby. He stroked his hand through Emma’s hair, making her look up at him with her chin resting on his chest. There was just enough light for him to see her adorable little face staring up at him. “Hey, kiddo, how you feeling?”

“I’m bored.”

David chuckled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I meant how’s your cold?” Emma opened her mouth to answer but David quickly interrupted. “And before you tried to deny anything, I’ll remind you that you’re going to be resting anyway, and that I can hear your voice.” He gave her a knowing look and saw how sheepish she looked in response. He chuckled again and kissed her head again. “That bad, huh?”

“Better than I felt in the hospital.” Emma admitted. She looked down at the lion toy which had stayed firmly in her arms, along with her blanket, as she slept and even as she woke. She started to move around the soft toy, making its arms and legs move and its head.

David watched her moving about the toy, he could tell that something was on her mind and that she’d say it when she thought through it, but even if she wasn’t having to think about something it was adorable watching her take comfort in the toy he bought her.

“…. Thank you for finding me…” She mumbled. “…You didn’t have to, put erm, you did, so like, thanks.”

David frowned, and sat up more as he thought about how to word his feelings, he hated that she even felt the need to thank him for doing what literally any moral human would do, let alone that she thought that he didn’t have to. “Oh, kiddo, Em. I did have to. You’re my daughter, I love you, I would do anything for you – and I’ll always find you, no matter how far away you are, or whether you want me to find you or not.” He placed his hand on the back of her head and gently pulled her so that she was cuddled close to his chest again.

Emma opened her hand up enough so that she could cling onto David’s pyjama sweatshirt as well as her lion and blanket. “Love you daddy.” She mumbled against his chest.

“I love you to the moon and back.” David responded hearing her call him that, in conjunction, with the words made his heart melt.

Emma stayed with her head against his chest for a few beats before she looked up at him once more, pouting a little. “I’m bored.” She repeated.

David sighed sympathetically. “I know, but we can’t get out of the bed, you’re sick.” He watched as Emma’s face fell, he felt bad when he saw how disappointed she looked, he glanced over at Mary Margaret and saw that she was still peacefully asleep and would probably remain so for several hours – it had been a long few months- he looked back at Emma and ran his hand through her hair to get her to look back at him. “But, I mean, we do have to do all your medicines still, and mine I guess… and I’m sure you’re hungry, so we could get some cereal too, we may as well eat it on the couch.” He watched her gasp with excitement, he tried to not smile at her kid like way of acting that morning, he just rolled with it as he and Mary Margaret had decided. “I mean, only if you want to, I don’t wanna force you.” He couldn’t stop himself from smiling and looking amused. He quickly put his finger over his mouth before Emma got too excited. His eyes darted to Mary Margaret. “Shhh, we have to be quiet, we don’t wanna wake mommy.”

Emma copied him, putting her finger on her lips, she nodded her head in agreement and whispered. “Yeah, mommy needs to sleep.” She was starting to realise that she had begun to copy calling David and Mary Margaret ‘Daddy and Mommy’, but she didn’t mind, she had been referring to them as that to Neal before she deaged anyway, plus David and Mary Margaret didn’t care if she called them that so she would carry on calling them that until he told her otherwise.

“Okay, let’s go then kiddo,” He collected her into his arms, grabbed her Nemo hoodie from the chair beside the bed and put it onto her. “You got your special things?”

Emma looked at him, she made sure that he wasn’t teasing her, then down at the soft toy lion and her blanket in her hands, she nodded her head. “I got them.”

“Good girl.“ David smiled warmly at her and grabbed his own hoodie, he slipped it on, then stood up with her in his arms. He gently pulled the blanket so it was covering Mary Margaret and Neal a little better, before padding out of the room with Emma still in his arms. “Medicine first then I dump you onto the couch, or I dump you onto the couch then I grab your medicine?”

“Couch first.” Emma decided after a brief deliberation.

“Good choice.” David nodded and walked over to the couch, he sat her down onto the couch and covered her up with the throw, Mary Margaret had already set the heat to turn up automatically at about 5am but David turned it up a little more now that they were both awake. “You find us something to watch, anything you want, I’ll be back in a moment with your medicines.”

“And yours.”

David smiled at her reminding him, he had been planning to take his out in the kitchen but he figured that there wasn’t much difference with him taking it in front of Emma, to try and make a good example in taking it without complaining. “And mine.”

As David disappeared to get the medicines and drinks Emma went to grab the remote from the coffee table where it usually was but it wasn’t there, she turned her head looking around the living room for it, she spotted the remote on top of one of the tallboys beside the couch where she was sat. She stood up on the couch but when she couldn’t reach despite how hard she tried to stretch with her arm up towards it. She dropped back to sit on the couch with a small frown and pout.

David came back through to the living room, he had figured that it would be easier to place everything on one of the very ugly trays Regina had cursed Mary Margaret to own, he saw that Emma was frowning and her things and the throw were to one side. He placed the tray down on the table and crouched in front of her. “Did you try to wander off and avoid your medicine?” He raised his eyebrow as he spoke.

Emma shook her head, seriously, despite the pout on her face. “No. I was tryna get the stupid remote but it’s too high.” She pointed up at where it had been abandoned.

David’s eyes followed Emma’s finger to where it was pointing. He smiled at Emma and nodded his head. “I’ll grab that for you in a moment, let’s just get this medicine done.”

“You first.” She said determinedly, she crossed her arms over her chest as best she could with her cast still on her arm, and pouted at the sight of the inhaler and spacer along with the other medicine.

David quickly took two of the cold and flu tablets with some juice from his own glass, at least his was tablets, it wasn’t like it had a bad taste or a weird one like Emma’s did. “Okay, I took mine, now it’s your turn.” He told her, giving her a look to show her that he was supporting her but that she couldn’t just get out of it.

They made quick work of her inhaler, and although she complained a little, she otherwise took her medicine fairly quickly – mainly at the promise of being given the remote so she could watch whatever she wanted. David passed her the cup of juice to get rid of the taste of medicine in her mouth, as he was twisting the cap back onto the bottle, Emma lifted the small plastic cup to her lips to drink the strawberry juice, but as she drank she managed to spill half of the drink down her pyjamas, luckily avoiding her lion and blanket as well as the throw.

David saw Emma tipping the drink down herself but wasn’t fast enough to be able to stop her pyjamas from getting soaked. He watched her bottom lip start to wobble as he took the empty cup from her. He stood up, and picked her up into his arms, she hid her head against his shoulder, her wet pyjamas were soaking into his own pyjama top but he didn’t care.

“Sorry.” Emma sniffled.

“Hey,” David soothed as he picked up the tray of thing and carried it to the kitchen, “it’s okay, it was just an accident. You probably needed to be changed anyway, right?”

Emma’s cheeks tinged with pink not so much at David knowing that she needed a new pull up on, but that he had noticed and she hadn’t.

David kissed the top of her head knowing she was probably embarrassed by both things, but it was just one of those things, David and Mary Margaret had no problems at all helping her with anything she needed. “It’s okay.” He walked into the bathroom and placed her down and knelt in front of her. “Em, honestly it’s okay, it’s not a big deal.”

Emma looked up at him and nodded but sniffled a couple more times. “I didn’t mean to it just kinda was too hard to control.”

David nodded his head in understanding. “It was just an accident. Here, let’s get you out of those wet jammies then I’ll quickly grab you some clean things.” As he helped her out of her pyjamas, leaving her in her pull up and vest, he spoke carefully to her. “Maybe it would be easier for you to use that sippy cup Mary Margaret found yesterday?” He suggested wrapping a big fluffy towel around her. “It’s not like Neal needs it just yet, it was just in some gift set, and we get let off bed rest we can get some of your own, you can choose whatever style or patterns you want and feel most comfortable with.”

Emma bit her lip, feeling drowned and vulnerable wrapped in the fluffy towel with her dad still trying to make sure she had some choices in her life. She nodded her head. “Okay.”

David gave a loving smile at her quiet approval, he kissed her curls which had been made crazier with sleep, before he gathered her wet pyjamas and stood up. “I’ll be back in a minute, I’ll just be in the bedroom, I know your mommy left some bits for you in there. If you need me shout.” He waited for her to nod again before he quickly left the room.

He threw the pyjamas into the machine, along with his own damp shirt, then dashed into the bedroom. Before long he was back in the bathroom, with a new pyjama shirt on, and a new pullup and diaper rash cream, an undershirt, and pyjamas for Emma. “Okay, kiddo, let’s get you changed then we can have some breakfast.” He made quick work of changing the diaper, having Neal had given him the ability to quickly change diapers, though Neal’s were normally quick so the baby didn’t try to pee on him (David was sure he did it on purpose and only on him never Snow), this time it was to make Emma not feel quite as embarrassed.

Emma looked down at the pullups as David switched her undershirt for a clean one. “Dory?”

David took a second to realise that Emma was on about the pullup. “Oh, sorry, I just grabbed one from our wardrobe. We got some, well I got them, two packs I figured that it’d be easier to get you to wear this one or the other depending on which age you felt. Sorry, I didn’t even think, do you want me to run up to your room and grab a different pair or are these okay for now?”

Emma shrugged her shoulders still looking down at them. “These are okay, you don’t have to go get different ones.” She actually rather liked Finding Dory since she had seen it, she had watched it with her parents so they knew how much she actually liked it, even if she pretended otherwise. “It has the purple shells on it.”

David smiled, he pulled the long-sleeved pyjama top over her head, it was yellow and had a circle of dark blue with a rocket on it and the words space on it. “It does. I like that bit of the movie, where Dory finds her parents, it reminds me of how happy I was when I opened the door and found you there when you came back from New York. These purple shells stay purple if it’s dry.”

Emma let David put the pyjama pants on her, they were blue like the circle on the top, but were covered in white constellations. “What if they don’t stay dry?”

David shrugged making sure that she was aware that it was no big deal. “Then me or your mother will change you, just let us know, we don’t want you getting diaper rash.”

Emma looked a little worried as David picked her up in his arms again, he dumped the pullup into the bin in the bathroom, they were back into the living room by the time she spoke. “What if I don’t let you know? If I… can’t?” David looked down at her intently as he sat her down on the couch again and covered her in the throw. “I didn’t, couldn’t, really tell when I…” She trailed off awkwardly, “I had trouble learning how to, erm, to be potty trained.”

He saw her cheeks tinged pink and he brushed a curl from her face. “Is this because you’re so small?” He asked her kindly, she nodded her head, obviously embarrassed. “That’s okay, it’s not your fault, Em. Did you have any other,” he purposely searched for a word other than problem, “difficulties, or challenges?”

“A couple of different things, I guess, like I’m sure you’ve noticed my speech isn’t always too good at saying some words and stuff…”

David smiled gently, he and Mary Margaret had noticed that her ‘r’s sounded a little more like ‘w’s, and sometimes she substituted different letters for ones in words – they had worried a little bit but when they had looked into a couple of the parenting and baby books they got when they had gotten back to Storybrooke they had found it was common in younger kids. “That’s okay kiddo, me and your mother can understand you still, and we’ll help you in any way you need.”

“Thanks daddy.”

“No thanks necessary.” David told her sincerely. He gently tapped her bright yellow cast with a smile at her. “Hey, guess what? You get to get this off soon, that’ll make it easier when you have baths, you won’t have to have use reminding you to keep it out of the water.”

Emma smiled but then looked worried. “Will it be scary?” “If it is you’ll have me and mommy right there with you.” He told her, he had never actually broken a bone in this realm so he wasn’t actually sure what the standard practice was, but he knew no matter what Emma would probably be scared of the hospital. “Now, Cap’n Crunch or Lucky Charms?”

“Lucky Charms.”

David smirked. “Are you sure, I managed to convince Mary Margaret to get the peanut butter Cap’n Crunch.” he saw the amused look on her face and rolled his eyes good naturedly, “Okay, I smuggled them in when she wasn’t looking, but she didn’t give me too much grief about them.”

“Lucky Charms have marshmallows in them.”

David rolled his eyes, in his mind Cap’n Crunch were at least a little healthier, especially considering that Emma normally just picked the marshmallows out. “Worth a shot.” He kissed her forehead and stood up.

“Whatever I want?” She asked when the remote was placed into her hands.

“Whatever you want, just no chick flicks, I beg you.”

~OUAT~

David grabbed a normal bowl and a plastic one, the ones they had gotten which would be easier for Emma to hold, not just because she had broken her arm. He figured that if Emma was having Lucky Charms then he may as well have them too, at least he thought about being healthy, plus his had milk on them which was healthy in his eyes. He opened the fridge and grabbed one of the bottle of the PediaSure chocolate milk, there were a couple of other flavours but he figured this one would go down the best. He poured it into the sippy cup, he was about to make himself some coffee but his eyes flickered to his and his wife’s bedroom, he knew she wasn’t going to be happy about he and Emma not adhering to the bed part of bed rest. He topped up his juice instead, better to play that part on the safe side, and not completely worry his wife.

When he walked back over to her with the food and drinks Emma was sat where he left her, the remote was pointed at the screen, but this time the screen was playing something. It took David a few seconds to register that it was cartoons on the screen. He watched Emma’s eyes flickered to him so he gave her a small smile. “Do you want to watch this?” David asked carefully.

“I…” Emma shrugged her shoulders as she trailed off.

“Okay.” David said cheerfully. He settled down onto the couch beside her, he was a little surprised when Emma moved and sat on his lap without taking her eyes from the screen, when she was comfortable he passed her the smaller bowl of Lucky Charms which he knew better than to put any milk onto. “Comfy?” He asked and smiled as she nodded. “Good. What’s this show then?”

“It’s called Recess.” Emma told him, she quickly launched into an explanation about the show and what it was about, and how she had found a channel doing a marathon of older cartoons from the early 2000’s.

“Do you think that this is what your mommy’s school is like?” David asked her, he knew that she was the Emma who was the Emma whose past he knew… well knew some of… but it was like she was a combination of an adult and a little kid, especially with the enthusiasm she was talking about some cartoons with, and how she giggled at his joke.

“Maybe.” She had been wolfing down her cereal but she was clearly finished. She moved to cuddle closer to David, she felt him holding onto her to make sure that she wasn’t about to fall off the couch as he leant forward to place their bowls down and passed her drink. “Do you think mommy’s going to go back to being a teacher?”

David was still getting used to Emma suddenly feeling comfortable enough to call he and Mary Margaret mommy and daddy, something which would probably have been normal in the Enchanted Forest and even if it hadn’t been they would have been cool with it, so the childish sounding question threw him for a second. “Hmm, I’m not sure.” And he wasn’t. She was still getting recovering from having Neal, and that he was safe, that nothing was going to happen to take him from her, as well as the whole situation with Emma which neither of them were sure how it would culminate, but then he also knew that she genuinely loved teaching. “How would you feel if she did?”

“If… If I’m still like this?” Emma asked, knowing there was a possibility of that, and received a hesitant nod. She wiggled her mouth from side to side as she thought. She sipped her chocolate milk smiling a little at the perfect taste, she couldn’t remember her mom ever buying chocolate milk, so she figured that it was the PediaSure drink- she remembered the off-brand versions she would sometimes be fortunate enough to be bought, though those were normally instead of meals. “She liked it, likes it, teaching kids.”

“But?”

Emma wasn’t sure that there was a but until David asked that she figured what it was which was in the back of her mind. “I’d miss her, lots, and I wouldn’t like not really seeing her or you.”

“I would miss working with you, it might not happen, but if it did your mom and I would make sure that we weren’t working too much. We already have a couple of people helping us out, I’ll hire more people to work there even if you change back. We’ll have more time together as a family, you won’t ever be without at least one of us at some point, we’ll juggle everything about but I can promise you that much.”

“I guess I can live with that.” Emma stated cuddling closer to him. “I mean, for Neal, he’d miss you.”

“I’d miss Neal too, and you, but I’d make sure that I’m mostly with my two favourite people in the world.” He watched her raise her eyebrow. “Your mommy’s a close third, she doesn’t mind, she feels the same – you and Neal are joint first no matter what.” He felt her cuddle closer but her attention was then captivated by the new cartoon starting. He chuckled as he spotted the cartoon version of his wife in the opening of House of Mouse, and was relieved to see the rather useless Disney version of himself was missing.

He knew that they should probably both get back to bed, but Emma was actually watching a cartoon while cuddled up to him and he was reluctant for that to end, they were still resting they were just on the couch. He swivelled around so that his legs were up on the couch and he was reclined as much as he could be in the limited space. They’d move soon, they just had some cartoons to watch before they did.

~OUAT~

Mary Margaret didn’t mean to sleep for as long as she did, but with her husband and daughter tucked safely beside her, and a baby sleeping on her chest, she was very comfortable. She woke up slowly, feeling Neal still asleep on her she kissed the top of his head as she opened her eyes and slowly turned her head toward David’s side of the bed, she gasped and her eyes widened when she didn’t see Emma asleep on David’s chest like she expected to. The bed was empty.

“No. No, no, no.” She felt her heart stop as she thought that Emma had run away again and David had gone to find her. She stood up on autopilot, she placed Neal into his bassinet beside the bed as fast but as safe as possible, then raced out to the main part of the loft to find her phone to be able to ring and try and find out where the hell her husband and daughter were.

Her hands were trembling as she raced to the kitchen island to grab her phone, she was already starting to dial David’s number, when she finally realised that the television. She sprinted over and saw David and Emma cuddled up asleep lying on the couch with some kids cartoons playing.

Her fear was gone, replaced with a brief relief, then frustration at the pair. They were meant to be staying in bed, but more importantly she thought they had gone, that Emma and/or David were missing and hurt, at the very least. She leant down and poked David’s shoulder.

David’s eyes flickered open and was met with his wife’s very displeased face, a face he was sadly only too familiar, it was even worse this time as it was turned onto him. “…Mary Margaret…” His voice was a little crackly from his own cold and it was slurred with sleep. He felt his daughter waking on his chest.

“You’re both going back to bed.” She said firmly without realising that it came off a little cold, taking Emma who was now awake into her arms, she started to walk to the bedroom with David trailing behind.

“…Mommy?” Emma’s voice was just as crackly and slurred as David’s was, but worry filled her at Mary Margaret’s tone, she also felt bad that she had been the one to convince David to let them both to get up.

Mary Margaret took a deep breath. “Emma, this isn’t up for debate or discussion, and right now I just need for you to listen to me and do as I say. I’m very disappointed in both of you, you’re both meant to be on bed rest because you’re ill and it’s a miracle that you’re not still in the hospital with hypothermia or worse. So I really, really, recommend that you just do as I say without talking.”

Emma shrunk into herself, it stung to know that her mother was disappointed in her, she didn’t say a word even as Mary Margaret placed her into the bed and piled blankets onto her.

Mary Margaret left without saying another word, she needed to take a minute, but she was almost certain that David would follow her but she’d much rather that than Emma following her.

Emma fidgeted in the bed, she wanted the blanket and lion which had been left on the couch, but didn’t want to say it. She wanted to be better and to be able to go out, she kind of wanted to go to the park and play on the swings, she wanted to watch cartoons with her dad again, and to introduce her mother and brother to the cartoons she and David had been watching – but most of all she didn’t want her mom to be disappointed or upset with her.

David watched the curtain ‘door’ shut again behind his irate wife. He looked at Emma and gave her a sympathetic smile, before he placed his hand onto her head as a sign of comfort, though it did little to help. “It’s okay Em.”

“I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I made you get out of bed.” She mumbled a quick but sincere apology.

David shook his head. “You didn’t make me do anything. I’m your daddy, and we were resting, just…” He sighed. “Just stay here while me and Mary Margaret talk, we’ll both be back in a few minutes, I promise.”

~OUAT~

“Go back to bed David.” Mary Margaret said firmly when she heard her husband’s footsteps leaving the bedroom heading towards her. She didn’t bother to turn around from where she stood in the kitchen to face him as she spoke.

“Mary Margaret?” He sighed as she ignored him. “Mary Margaret. Snow.”

Mary Margaret sighed in frustration but finally turned around. “What?” She felt a little bad when she realised how venomous she sounded but David already started to speak so she couldn’t take it back no matter how much she wanted to or felt bad about it.

“I’m sorry I scared you. It was my choice to let Emma get out bed because she looked so disappointed when I said that we had to rest, I didn’t think of how worried you would be after yesterday, and I shouldn’t have let Emma get out of bed before you were awake…”

“But?”

David took a deep breath. “But…” He took a few steps closer to Mary Margaret and took hold of her hands it was a good sign when she didn’t shake him off or step away. “I made sure Emma was resting, she didn’t even take a single step, I carried her the entire time, and resting on the couch is just as good as the bed. I know that it was worrying, and I am sorry for worrying you… but I made sure she had her medicine, and gave her some breakfast, changed her diaper, and her pyjamas when she spilt her juice down herself, I even gave her one of those PediaSure shakes and got her to drink it in the sippy cup without kicking up a fuss because she can’t properly control the little plastic cup. We were only a room away from you.” He gave her his loving but firm smile. “I’m her parent too. I would never put her in danger, you trust me so trust that I would always look after her, I didn’t do anything wrong other than scare you.”

Mary Margaret gave a big sigh, then gave him a nod and looked down, disappointed in herself. Emma was just as much his child as she was hers, he was an amazing father to her daughter no matter Emma’s age, she shouldn’t have taken her fear out on him. She glanced over at the closed curtains and bit her lip, it was only now that she was calming herself that she realised how she had spoken to Emma, she needed to talk to her again.

David gently moved and tipped her chin back to look him in the eyes. “I’m sorry for scaring you.”

Mary Margaret sighed gently, she wrapped her arms around his waist, and he responded in kind, she leant up on her tiptoes and kissed his lips gently. “I’m sorrier. I should have checked the other rooms before I started to freak out, I just assumed the worst after yesterday… but I shouldn’t have taken it out on you or Emma.” She managed to hold off at least a few seconds before asking her husband how their daughter seemed to him that day. He, of course, told her how she was health wise, but Mary Margaret knew her husband was thinking of how to tell her something, so she just watched him and let him figure it out.

“She’s…” he sighed as he searched for the right words, his hand rubbed the back of his neck, and he sighed again. “She’s changing. She’s like a mixture of the two Emma’s. She keeps calling the two of us mommy and daddy, and wanted to watch cartoons, and then told me all about them. She won’t put the lion toy I got her down, or her baby blanket… she seemed rather uneasy when you put her to bed without them.” He smirked when she looked a little guilty at his mock accusatory tone, even when annoyed she wouldn’t have left them on the couch had she known how attached to them Emma had become.

“We’ll have to remember to grab it for her before we go join her again.” There was no way that she was going to forget that if it made Emma feel more comfortable. “It was pretty adorable, seeing you two cuddled up… did she really pick cartoons?”

David grinned his charming smile, the one which still made her legs go weak. “Yeah…She also asked if you were ever going to go back to being a teacher too, even if she stays a little kid.” Her eyebrows shot up at that. “I told her that you enjoy it, so you might one day. But if that happens that we’re going to make sure that at least one of us are always with her and Neal. And that we’d make time to be together as a family… if Emma stays the size she is…”

“Or becomes more like a little kid.” Mary Margaret finished. They were silent for a minute. “David?”

His wife’s voice was barely above a whisper and he didn’t have to ask what her question was going to be, he felt the same, but he asked regardless. “Yes dear?”

“What do we do if Emma changes into a child completely.”

David had been wondering the exact same thing especially as he and Emma watched the cartoons. He could tell that Mary Margaret was trying not to worry, he knew her as well as he knew himself, she needed to be given a plan. “I guess… I guess we just finally get to raise her. If it does happen Regina will have shown us Emma’s fake memories, so at least she won’t feel hurt that we don’t know what she’s talking about, we’ll adapt the loft because Emma’s already a hell raiser so can you imagine how much trouble she’d be if she’s this size and a kid?” He smirked and let out a breath of laughter but was glad to see her give a small smile. “If you want to work part time, or full time, or be a stay at home mom, or I want to do any of that, we’ll sort it out later. We can do this. But, but maybe Regina will find something, or Belle, or Gold. Or even Blue.” That bit sounded stronger in his head. “We can do this, together, as a family.”

“We always do.” She leant up and gently kissed his lips and placed her hand upon his chest. “We need to get you to bed, you’re sick too, but just let me talk to Emma first? Please?”

“Of course.” David agreed, she started to walk back to the room, but David quickly took hold of her hand pulling her back to him. “I’m guessing Emma and I aren’t going to be allowed out of bed again today?”

She gave him a patient smile. “You can tomorrow.” She quickly grabbed the lion and blanket from the couch, and passed David, she headed into the bedroom through the curtains which hung closed.

~OUAT~

Mary Margaret almost ran into Emma as she entered the master bedroom. Instead of lying in the bed where she had been left, Emma was stood at Neal’s crib, she looked up at Mary Margaret sheepishly when she realised that she was there.

“I… I’m sorry.” Emma mumbled, she didn’t want to let her mother down any more than she had by getting out of the bed in the first place. She bit her lip and fidgeted, looking up at her mom as though she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar, and she felt as young as she looked. “Nealy woke up, and you and daddy were still talking, I was just talking to him, I’m sorry for getting out of bed again.”

Mary Margaret frowned realising that Emma really thought that she was angry with her. She crouched down in front of Emma, she placed the toy and blanket under her arm and gently took hold of Emma’s hands so she could keep her attention. “I’m not mad sweetie. Emma, you don’t have anything to apologise for, I do. I was just scared when I didn’t wake up with you beside me, I thought that you had disappeared again,” she held her hand up to stop Emma from apologising again, “it’s okay you don’t have to apologise again.”

She gently picked her daughter up and carried her over to sit on her lap on the bed so that she was facing her. She handed Emma her lion and blanket before brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Sweetie, you know when Neal was born and Zelena took him, and then it was very hard for me and daddy to put him down or let him leave our sight?” She asked slowly and carefully, she knew Emma was acting like a mix of an adult and a child so she was trying pitch it for a suitable tone.

“Yeah.” Emma nodded remembering how only a select few were even allowed to hold him, they had both gotten better with him, and now they weren’t overprotective of him out of the ordinary. “You only let me hold him, or sometimes Henry, but we had to be careful ‘cause he’s only a baby.”

“Yes, and you’re very good with him, he loves you so much.“ Mary Margaret smiled gently at her, she really was talking like a little kid, but her memories hadn’t changed so Mary Margaret was beginning to wonder if this was just the next stage in the deaging. She stroked her thumb down Emma’s knuckles, to get Emma to look back at her instead of at her brother’s crib, she kept the loving smile on her face. “But it took some time for us to get used to knowing that Neal would be safe if we weren’t always around him and that he wasn’t going to disappear again. We feel the same about you, it really scared us when we couldn’t find you, we would feel the same no matter how old or young or big or small you are. So, it’s going to take us a little time to get used to letting you out of our sight too. I’m sorry for freaking out at you and your father, I can’t promise that I won’t get worried again but I will try my best to think things through and actually search for you if that does happen-“

“-Then you’ll freak out.” Emma lightened the mood with a small joke, but there was a touched look on her face which couldn’t be hidden, she already knew her mother loved her as much as Neal… but there was just something which suddenly seemed even more to her – as though the love was completely filling her up. It was so uncomplicated, pure and selfless love, Emma led her head against Mary Margaret’s chest.

Mary Margaret smirked at Emma’s joke but happily cuddled her daughter closer to her. “Then I’ll freak out, but Emma I won’t be mad at you, I promise.”

Emma just smiled and didn’t pull away from the closeness of the cuddle, she felt secure and comforted with having her mother not just near her, but her arms wrapped around her.

~OUAT~

Emma and Mary Margaret sat cuddling and listening to Neal gently cooing in his crib as he looked up at his sheep mobile.

Emma adored her little brother but she found herself loving the individual attention from her mother, it was quite nice not having to share her mommy for once, she relaxed even more as Mary Margaret stroked her hair it was something which always relaxed her.

Emma was just about to ask where David was, and why he didn’t have to stay in bed like she did, when suddenly he called through from behind the bedroom curtain.

“Are you two done talking now?” David called from behind of it. “I’m bored. Can you let me in?”

Mary Margaret rolled her eyes good naturedly. “Typical.” She whispered to Emma before she tucked Emma into the middle of the bed and walked over to the curtain. “And why can’t you let yourself in?” There was laughter in her voice as she walked over, she pulled the curtain open and smiled when she saw David standing holding the television box and screen in his arms.

“Em and I were enjoying watching our cartoons, weren’t we kiddo?” He placed the tv and box on the dresser which stood opposite the bed and between the curtained entrance ways. He turned back around and smiled as Emma was nodding enthusiastically and Mary Margaret tries her hardest to look displeased but he knew he was back in her good books from the smile in her eyes which was fighting to get onto her face too. “It’s either this or we revolt and I reckon we’d win the uprising.”

“Yeah, we can get Neal on our side too, he needs to watch them too.” Emma grinned as her mother scooped Neal up into her arms, headed back to the bed, then in one swift motion she picked Emma up and then sat back where she had been with both Emma and Neal on her lap.

David smiled at the sight of his wife and kids cuddled together, Mary Margaret caught his eye and they shared a smile, yes two of the four members of the family were sick, but it was still a nice day. David quickly set the television back up and the old cartoons returned to the screen. David climbed back into bed and Emma’s eyes stayed on the screen as she moved to cuddle up on his lap.

“Can I hold Nealy? Pretty please mommy?” Emma asked as the episode of The Rugrats came to an end.

Mary Margaret smiled gently down at Emma, she leant down to drop a kiss onto Emma’s forehead, then did the same to Neal. “Okay, but you let your daddy help you, okay?” She wasn’t sure if Neal would be too heavy in Emma’s little arm. She waited for David to get Emma into position then placed Neal onto Emma’s lap with both Emma and David supporting his head and body.

“Hiya Nealy.” Emma smiled down at his blue eyes, she beamed as he cooed up at her, though she was relieved when her mother saved her hair from being tugged on she was also happy Neal was becoming more curious and therefore more interesting. She started to talk to him about the new cartoon which was on the screen but eventually she drifted off into silence, only speaking every so often about the show.

But eventually she became lost in her thoughts. “I had a bad dream before I ran away.” She told them breaking her own silence, her parents looked down at her but stayed quiet to let Emma speak, so she continued. “I was at home, then my old social worker turned up and she had this big file, which the social workers always turn up with before I was moved. When I woke up I found the file by accident, I wasn’t snooping, I promise.”

“It’s okay kiddo, we know you weren’t, it’s okay.” David soothed her childish worry, he kissed the top of her head, and waited for her to continue.

“I found the file, and I couldn’t read it properly, just my name. But it was like the file in my dream, and the ones which were always around when I ended up in hospital… I tried to take some breaths and calm down, but then the pictures falled, fell, out. I thought you were sending me away,” her ending sentence was a whisper, “I don’t want to be without my mommy and daddy… I don’t want you to send me away.”

“That will never happen.” Mary Margaret told her firmly. “Ever.” David added.

“Emma,” Mary Margaret placed her hand on her cheek so she could look into her green eyes which were sparkling with tears, “please never run away from us again. Please come and talk to us, if any ever makes you want to run again, come and talk to us. It doesn’t matter what time of the day it is, you could wake us up on the hour every hour, during the middle of the night and we wouldn’t mind.”

“We’d just have to keep you in our bed with us so you actually get some rest.” David added with a jokey smile, though he wasn’t joking, in fact he would rather she stay in his sight at all times considering how worried he and his wife had been when Emma had run.

“I don’t have my real file here and I think they lied in it.” Emma told them as her eyes were fixed looking down at her baby brother who her father was still helping her hold. “They blamed me for everything, even if it wasn’t my fault, or I didn’t mean to.”

“Nothing that happened was your fault, baby.” Mary Margaret promised in a soothing voice.

Emma nodded her head, but it was a nice reminder, she found without them she would often start to blame herself for things. “Can you ask Regina to make another dreamcatcher for me, for my real memories, not my other ones? So that you can see what really happened… if you want… they can get pretty scary.”

Mary Margaret gave her a water smile, David took Neal from Emma’s arms, then Mary Margaret took her into her own arms and cuddled her baby girl close. “Of course we will Emma. Me and daddy are never leaving you, no matter what the bad people did to you, and you’re never going to have to go through that again.”

~OUAT~

They spent the rest of their day watching cartoons with Emma and Neal, along with some animated movies such as The Princess and the Frog, and Tangled which Emma was singing along with as best she could with her sore throat. Mary Margaret had both David and Emma eating soup for lunch and dinner, though at dinner she had deemed them both better enough to have grilled cheese with them, which also made it easier to convince Emma to take her night time medicine.

Mary Margaret had also left the room to talk to Regina when she called, Regina had found the person who had made the ice castle, a queen from a faraway land who had come through with Emma and Hook from Gold’s vault. Mary Margaret was proud to see the progress her step mother had made when she told Mary Margaret that she had become friends with the woman who specialised in ice magic, and was helping her to find her sister. Mary Margaret had also assured Regina that Emma was going to be okay, and Regina had assured Mary Margaret that Emma would be mostly a mixture of an adult (as much as Emma could ordinarily be described as one, Regina had quipped) and child, with completely childish days where Emma would have her separate memories. When she returned to the room she was slightly surprised that Emma hadn’t asked her who was on the phone or what it was about, but she was happy that Emma wouldn’t have another thing to worry about.

Both Emma and Neal were fast asleep by 7:30, it was as David and Mary Margaret cuddled in front of a movie more to their taste than their kids’ that Mary Margaret told him about the phone call, and that she had done as Emma had asked and asked Regina to make a dreamcatcher so David and Mary Margaret could see Emma’s true memories before they learnt of her fake ones. Regina had promised to be around the next day, with her new friend, Henry, and a dreamcatcher.

~OUAT~

As a knock at the front door thudded, gently enough to try not to wake the younger residents of the home but loud enough to announce their arrival, it was clear that it was a fellow set of parents knocking.. Emma stirred, Mary Margaret stood from the bed, with Neal still nestled in her arms, to answer it, and David was left to hope that Emma would fall back asleep then sleep through until night time.

“Who’s ’at?” Emma asked, as she stirred from her sleep, her voice slurred as she fought sleep which tried its hardest to reclaim her.

David’s voice was barely above a whisper but it vibrated through his chest as he quietly spoke and stroked Emma’s hair to try and get her back to sleep. “Shhh, it’s okay kiddo, it’s just Ella and Thomas.” He felt her head tilt to the side so he could tell she was confused. “Ashley and Sean.” He reminded her gently, after the second curse had broken some of the Storybrooke residents had decided to change their name back to their original ones, he knew that his wife had been thinking about changing her name back to Snow before everything with Emma had happened, but now she had bigger things to think about that deciding about a change of name. “Alexandra’s three but she’s pretty big for her age, and you’re pretty small, so Ella offered to drop some stuff around Alexandra’s outgrown just until we can take you shopping. Go back to sleep sweetheart.”

“Gonna go say hi?” Emma mumbled, but David stroking her hair was making her very sleepy, her thumb went up to near her mouth and she hesitated for a half second before putting it into her mouth.

David smiled down gently at her thinking she would be awake long enough for David to even carry her to the doorway of the bedroom. “Maybe next time.” He said softly, he felt his daughter nod her head and within a minute Emma was fast asleep once more.

David stayed awake until his wife was back into the room, he watched her place Neal in his crib at the end of the bed, and change into her own pyjamas before climbing into bed beside him. David turned his head and kissed her lips, just as softly and slowly as full of love, then rested his forehead against hers. Emma was still curled upon his chest, and Mary Margaret wrapped her arm around him, and Emma by extension. The next day they would be learning about their daughter’s real past. They wanted, no needed, to know. But it was going to hurt them, which they could handle, and their daughter even more so, which they couldn’t. They led for a while, enjoying the calm between the storm while it was there, until they too eventually fell asleep hoping that both of their kids would stay asleep for as long as possible.

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signalsowon · 8 years ago

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A Little Big Family -02 Denny's, Lost Shoes and Sparkly Stuff-

⁎Pairings:Namjoon x Reader, Jimin x Reader, Yoongi x Hoseok, Yoongi x Taehyung, Seokjin x Jungkook

⁎Warnings: Little Space, cg/l, age regression- de-aging, non-sexual age play, non-sexual intimacy, polyamory

⁎Genre/s: Fluff, more drabbles than plot, cuteness, future angst

Summary: Y/N, Yoongi, Seokjin (and all of their littles) decide to buy a house and live together.

✧ This fic is also ongoing on my ao3 ✧

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The next morning Y/N woke up feeling a little confused as to where she was, seeing as she wasn’t in her own bed, before she remembered the events of the previous night. Speaking of last night, where were her boyfriends? She was about the get out of the empty bed when the smell of smoke hit her like a ton of bricks. Her mind running a mile a minute, she quickly went to find the source, or the boys, whichever she found first.

She made her way into the kitchen to see Jimin sitting at the kitchen table swinging his feet and Namjoon fanning at the toaster with a towel. She went past the two of them and quickly opened all of the windows and batted out the small fire that had started inside the appliance. After the fire was out a blackened bagel popped out with a ‘ding’.

She turned to the oldest of the two boys and gave him a look that, without having to say anything, made Namjoon explain the situation.

“Well, I was just trying to make breakfast for me and Jiminie but uh I didn’t know how hot to make the toaster so I uh turned it up all the way and then it was on fire and I really didn’t mean to set Yoongi-hyung’s toaster on fire but it happened so quickly- I’m sorry noona.” His head was hanging low and by the use of honorifics, he wasn’t in little space.

“It’s fine Joon, I’ll just buy Yoongi a new toaster. You’re not hurt are you?” She really wasn’t mad or upset, Yoongi probably didn’t even use the toaster anyways.

“I’m fine, but now we don’t have anything to eat for breakfast…or a toaster.” she chuckled at the tall boy and suddenly remembered something.

“Hey, speaking of Yoongi, where is he? And the boys, too. I haven’t seen them either.” She said noticing the apartment’s lack of brown and orange haired boys running all over the place.

“They went to the park for a little bit but we didn’t want to go without you so we stayed here.” Jimin said from his spot at the table, still slightly swinging his legs.

“Well, since they’re out and we have nothing to eat, do you want to meet up with them at denny’s or something?” She didn’t know very many places to eat a good meal for cheap and denny’s was the first thing that came to mind.

“Wanna go to denny’s mommy! Can Jiminie get crayons?” sometimes Jimin could go into little space surprisingly quickly, usually it happens when he has memories of doing things while little or keywords that remind him of being little. Triggers, if you will.

“Of course, baby boy. Go get dressed and we’ll head out. I’ll text uncle Yoongi and tell him to meet us there okay?” The two boys nodded in response before going to change, Jimin skipping excitedly and Joon trailing behind him. Y/N shook her head and giggled about the events of her morning before going to get ready as well.

After a short drive they arrived at Denny’s, one of Jimin’s favorites. When they stepped out of the care Y/N couldn’t help but notice how good they all looked. She wasn’t trying to brag or anything but damn.

Jimin was wearing blue jeans , a fuzzy black sweater and white sneakers, his freshly dyed pink hair looked fluffy as ever and he had asked Y/N for help with a little bit of silver glitter eyeliner. Joon was in a more simple outfit of blue jeans, a black shirt, black chucks and a hat. Y/N had her hair in a bun and was wearing Jimin’s striped long-sleeve and black jeans. They looked bomb, to say the least.

While they were waiting to be seated Yoongi had texted her that they would be a few minutes late because somehow Taehyung had left one of his shoes at the playground and didn’t say anything until they were almost there.

Their normal waitress, Wendy came over and told them to follow her. “Table for three, right?” she said picking up one regular menu and two kid’s menus. Yes, they went to Denny’s that often and thank god Wendy was so sweet and understanding.

“Not today. Yoongi and the boys are gonna join us, too.” She gave a nod and brought out two more kid’s menus and another regular one before Namjoon spoke up.

“Uh n-no kids menu today please.” She gave him an understanding smile and switched the kid’s for a regular one. Namjoon was always very embarrassed talking about little space when he was big. Y/N held his hand and gave it a soft squeeze, silently telling him everything was alright and he smiled in return.

Wendy led them to the big round booth that comfortably seated all six of them and handed them their menus and crayons, leaving them to figure out what they wanted to eat. Jimin was slightly bouncing in his seat along to a song he was humming as he looked at his menu. Namjoon almost always got the same thing so there was really no need to look at the menu. And Y/N had her mind set on waffles. Wendy came back with drinks: coffee for Y/N, a coke for Joon and a hot chocolate with extra whipped cream for jimin.

After getting their drinks she quickly reappeared with Yoongi and the boys behind her. Tae sat in the booth first, then Hoseok and Yoongi. Jimin gave Tae a big hug and they started coloring together. “Your eyeliner looks pretty today, Jiminie,” Tae said with a giggle making Jimin blush. They were best friends, like two peas in a pod and it was adorable to watch them interact.

Namjoon had started talking to hoseok about one of their upcoming literature tests and that left Y/N and Yoongi. She took a sip of her coffee before asking “Have you talked to oppa or Jungkookie this week? I haven’t heard from them in a few days.”

“Yeah, they went to Busan to see Kookie’s parents or something. And how come you call Seokjin ‘oppa’ but not me?” He was really up-the-ass about honorifics for some reason and it was honestly quite funny.

“Yoongi-yah you’re only three weeks older than me, I am not going to call you oppa. Anyways, do you know when they’ll be back?” She chuckled at his grumpy expression before taking another sip of coffee.

“They should be back in two days. Hyung took a whole week off for vacation. Jungkook somehow convinced his professors into giving him all of the powerpoints for the week with some kind of black magic or something.” They both laughed as Wendy came back to take their orders.

After all of their bellies were full, Y/N and Yoongi split the bill and they were on their way to the mall. It was first Jimin’s idea to go shopping but once Tae agreed so did the others and twenty minutes later Y/N found herself in the massive shopping center with the five boys. Jimin had dragged her by the wrist into the Disney store where he found a cute nemo plushie and a watch with Ariel from The Little Mermaid on it.

Next, it was both Tae and Jimin going into Claire's and picking out matching sparkly earrings. Hoseok and Namjoon wandered off to the food court to get smoothies and an iced coffee for Yoongi. Jimin had also found a cute pencil case with bunnies on it and all it took was “Look mommy, for my crayons.” and Y/N was taking it up to the counter along with the two pairs of earrings.

They barely walked out of the store when Jimin suggested they go to sephora because “There’s a really pretty highlighter that makes your cheekbones shiny.” and even though she argued “But your cheekbones are already shiny and pretty, baby boy.”. It’s obvious that no matter how much she protested, the soft spot she had for the pink-haired boy always ended up winning.

Y/n thought she was just going in for a highlighter and leaving, but of course, she ended up with a handful of products that would certainly take a chunk out of her bank account. Sure, she might’ve browsed through the many brands and maybe she might have contributed to the truckload she was holding, but she’s only human. In the end, the giddy look on Jimin’s face made it all worthwhile.

In the midst of their adventure in sephora Tae had come up to Y/n with his head dropped slightly, mumbling something that Y/n couldn’t quite make out. Even though he towered over her, she tilted his head from looking at her through his bangs. “What is it Teddy?” The nickname made him feel a little better so he decided to use his big-boy voice.

“D-do you think daddy will let me wear this?” He held up a sparkly pink eyeshadow Y/n hadn’t even noticed he was holding until now. She almost cooed at how small the tall boy appeared in front of her.

“Of course, Teddy bear. It’s a very pretty color, actually, can you grab one for me too?” His signature smile came back like it never left and he skipped through the store to get the shadow.

Yoongi had told her before how much he liked when tae wore sparkly things saying how it made him look so much brighter; he didn’t even know that was possible. Taehyung usually only ever wore subtle neutral shadows so his apprehension was understandable.

Handing over the products to the cashier was slightly worrying. Y/n knew her card wasn’t going to decline but she still had her doubts. The products were all nicely wrapped in two large bags and Jimin gave her hand a small squeeze, much like she had done to namjoon earlier, when he noticed the slight worry painting her features. The total ended up being lower than Y/n had expected and she felt a little better walking out of the store with both boys giggling beside her.

Walking into the food court, Y/n spots the three boys sitting at a table. Yoongi is on his phone, pushing up his glasses up the bridge of his nose every once in awhile, and Namjoon is laughing about something on Hoseok’s phone when they sit down. Jimin is tempted to poke the dimples in both of their cheeks but he settled on taking a sneaky picture of the two.

“Did you guys have fun?” Yoongi finally put his phone down, pinching Tae’s cheek.

“Yeah Jiminie got a lot of makeup and noona got Taetae a pretty eyeshadow.” Yoongi smiled at the brown-haired boy as he was talking.

While Taehyung was telling Yoongi about all of the soft brushes and colorful makeup, Y/n realized the two ‘94 boys hadn’t gone shopping yet. “Namjoon-ah, were there any shops you wanted to go to?”

“No, not today.” His gazed returned to his phone and Y/n couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong. Of course he wasn’t little everyday so that wasn’t the issue. What made her worry was Namjoon never turned down the chance to get new clothes. He seemed a little weird all day, actually. She didn’t disregard his strange behavior but she wouldn’t ask him about it; if he needed to, he would come to her so she just has to wait it out.

Lost in her own thoughts she almost didn’t hear the small “psst” that came from beside her. She turned to Jimin and he waved her closer so he could whisper something to her. “Is something wrong with Joonie? He’s acting funny.” See? Even Jimin had noticed the shift in his mood.

“I don’t know baby boy. Maybe he’ll tell us later but for now let’s let him be, okay?” He gave her a small nod.

“Daddyyyy, can we go home now? Taetae is very tired.” He was leaning his head on Yoongi’s shoulder; Yoongi reaching up to ruffle his hair slightly.

“Yeah kiddo, let’s go home.” With that, the whole gang walked out of the mall, happy to be going to the warmth of Yoongi’s apartment.

In the car on the way back, Namjoon sat in the passenger seat; leaving Jimin by himself in the backseat. He was had finally looked up from his phone and Y/n took the opportunity to ask what was going on. She couldn’t stand to see him so down so she decided now was as good of a time as any.

“What’s going on, Joon?” The question came out of nowhere so the “Hm?” she received was expected. “You seem down today. Something wrong?” He shook his head, more like he was contemplating telling her than it was a response.

Silence filled the car for a moment before Y/n looked over to see the boy sitting shotgun looking like he was on the verge of tears. She took his hand and decided to pull over the first place she could, which happened to be a Mcdonald’s. Putting the car in park, she turned herself to the side to face the boy on her right.

“Can you tell me what's up, Joonbug?”

He took a deep breath; Y/n rubbing her thumb against his hand helped him to relax a bit.

“It’s just that- I just-” He sighed. It was sometimes hard for him to articulate his feelings when he got worked up. Even with his extensive vocabulary, he was seemingly speechless. “It's stupid.” He shook his head again, telling himself he was just overreacting.

“I'm sure that whatever it is, it's certainly not stupid. No matter how stupid you think it is, you can tell us. Right, Jiminie?” The boy in the back nodding his head with a ’mhm’.

“Well, earlier I seen how easily Jimin goes into little space and I wanted to go into it too but I couldn't and then at Denny’s when Wendy got a kids menu out it felt weird and I don’t know I guess not being little is just weird…” This boy is so well-spoken that it almost makes her laugh at his rambling. Almost.

“I understand but, You can't force something like that. Yeah, Jiminie can go into little space really quickly but he's done it for years. You just barely experienced going into headspace a few months ago. It takes time for something like this. Hell, even I'm new to this.” That earned her a small ‘Mommy, don't swear!’ from the back seat. He seemed to relax at her words, maybe he was just overreacting.

“Now, I don't know much about how to go into headspace but maybe you can ask Hoseokie to see if he knows what you're going through; he might be able to give you some advice” She kissed the knuckles of his hand and he leaned over the center console to give her a hug.

“Thanks, noona.” She gave him a squeeze before he sat back down in his seat.

“Okay, who wants ice cream?”

“JIMINIE DOES!”

#park jimin #kim namjoon #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim taehyung #kim seokjin #jeon jungkook #bts #bts fanfic #bts fic #jimin fanfic #namjoon fanfic #bts fluff

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theleftoverurl · 7 years ago

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So let’s recap the past couple of days because I haven’t for a while I suppose haha.

Had a marathon convo with Nemoss that went from 9am on Monday to 8am on Tuesday rip and because of that I’m currently operating on 1h sleep but I haven’t really felt very tired yet and I think mostly I’m okay, surprisingly.

So this week is the start of like hell study week jam all the notes into your brain type thing but for some reason I don’t feel particularly stressed about it. I have 112 pages of notes to learn so I’m hoping that the stress kicks in soon. I spent most of Monday morning killing time by playing on my phone and pretending to study. I made a study plan and that’s it.

Then at 1pm I got ready for hospy, grabbed a Turkish melt (yom) and found Kate and friends in Dino. They were going to Coog cos it was pretty hot so I waited for them to get ready and walked with them half the way so I could go to hospy. Time to do my SOCA! I was sort of nervous because I it’s a catchup SOCA to make up for the fact that I fucked up the Effective Communications cap so I felt like I had to make it count but didn’t want to be nervous because I felt that would affect my communication with the patient? I like did a quick recap of the history via Google and then met George my assessor. He was super nice and we went to the cardio ward to do it. The first two patients were busy and I almost had to interview a prisoner (which I was not ready to do lol) but luckily the prisoner was asleep. He was with two policemen and I was made really uncomfortable because as a joke when we asked if we could interview him one of the policemen offered to kick him awake and then when he saw our like shocked faces was like “I was joking” quickly and then like laughed but I felt it was awkward because being mean to a sick patient, prisoner or not is kinda rude? Anyway I had the best luck because I ended up interviewing a patient who was a retired nurse so she like knew what I was trying to ask with the history and could fill in gaps when I forgot to ask about things with useful information and she was super friendly so rapport was good. It was probably the most perfect history I’ve ever done, like structure good and everything and it was definitely what I needed to like boost my confidence about the whole situation and remember why I wanna do med and stuff. George was pretty impressed too so I P+-sed my way through the assessment lol. He did say I should’ve been more like relevant with my questions about presenting complaint though, because she was in for breathlessness and I didn’t pick up that that’s a sign of heart failure so didn’t really ask about related symptoms to heart failure. But overall, it was a good history and I was proud of it.

Then I headed up to Edmund Blackett to attend my actual hospital session. We had this nice girl called Emily running the session and she took us to this patient who had serious scoliosis. It was good to practice the hand exam with my newfound confidence and I feel like I really got a lot out of the whole thing. Hei Wai’s history was a bit stilted but it was actually quite good and just the whole thing was good because it’s renewed my confidence for the OSCEs kind of at a good time I feel.

Then I rushed back to college to borrow a charger off Hamish because mine broke and grab Rid’s textbook before tutoring. Tutoring was pretty fun we were doing polynomial division which is fun to like go through the process. Me and Rid both made a stupid mistake with one of the questions and I got so confused lol but overall it was a really good lesson and I really am feeling the bond between myself and all my kids which is just so hard when I think about dropping them next year.

Then on a whim when I got back I thought I’d study on Floor 7 for some company to see if any of my friends were around. It was windy af but stinking hot and Max was holed away in the stuffy stuffy study room but I joined him for like 30min of studs before STUVAC supper! Because it’s official uni study week, Dino feeds us like supper for Mon-Fri this week and J&D do free coffees and honestly it was so lit. Brownies and fresh fruit (for once) and I ripped my undies by deciding I’d drink a large mocha. I knew the coffee would fuck me up but I was just excited about free coffee and toasties and ham and I was talking to Nemo anyway so figured I wouldn’t be like up and insomniac alone. Kate and Vron were there and we actually chilled at supper for a bit because Kate’s finished for the year so she’s so calm and like chill now – like it’s actually a bit freaky how noticeable the difference is when she doesn’t have a single stress cos uni’s over for her. Vron was saying how she needs to sell her clothes cos she’s so poor and I wanted her like nice conservative clothes for hospy so I was like YASSS I’ll come to your room and look.

So we went to hers and I put aside a potential buy pile and she’s gonna bring up more clothes for me to browse next time she comes back from Tamworth. Then we marched up to Kate’s room so I could relieve her of some clothes. I don’t even need more clothes I have plenty I just wanted to cheaply boost my wardrobe and chill with the two of them and procrastinate I reckon. Linley and Hadeel and Nicky G and Claudia joined us in Kate’s room eventually and it was like a whole party!

Eventually we drifted to the commo and I did some actual work but it was getting pretty late by now so I only got through a couple of lectures. Also my computer just blinked out and died and I freaked the fuck out inside a little bit and had to make my notes off Edward Rose’s notes (which I actually think I may prefer doing now anyway lol) but yeah so it took a bit longer. And so I was texting Nemoss about euthanasia ethics because I wanted to show off my tute and I can’t believe he doesn’t like ethics and philosophy cos I feel like we talk that sorta stuff all the time and I was talking just generally to Max and Claudia and Nick and it was such a good time and then we drifted to Claudia’s room and suddenly it was 3am and we were talking some serious shit about annoying people at college (which was really funny because we all agree but can never say) and about how state laws are stupid and some should be federal etc. and then suddenly it was 3:30am and Clauds had fallen asleep with the light on so we thought we should vacate her room and everyone decided to go to bed.

I was still riding my coffee high and had Nemoss so headed back to my floor and omg Riley had vomited all down the corridor. It smelt terrible and he must’ve vomited like 3x down the corridor at least because it reeked and like in a patchy kinda way too. And then I see Riley and I swear I have never seen someone look so fucked in his life he was white as a ghost his eyes were starey and red and he was shirtless holding his shirt in a crumple and there were literally drips of vom dripping off his shirt-ball onto the floor in front of the bathroom. It was disgusting. And he stared at me blankly and then was like ‘Georgia’ and I was like gonna spew from the smell and I was sleep-deprived and like I don’t really like Riley and I was just like rip rip rip I’m gonna bed so I left him to deal with his shit.

His vom was so strong I could smell it from inside my room with the door closed so it was a huge rip. Anyway by then it was getting kinda late to sleep because I had to get up early to meet corky for brekky so I thought I’d just rough it and stay up and like watch my caffeine doses and like crash sometime tomorrow so I was up chilling with Nemoss by phone till 8am when I crashed for an hour.

Corky woke me up by texting me 40min later to see if I was awake to get ready to go to brekky and she’d even researched the bus I had to take and everything I was like wtf. So I dragged myself outta bed and had to shower on the 4th floor because the 5th floor still reeked like shit and I wasn’t entering that bathroom if my life depended on it. 4th floor water pressure is probably the worst in all of college, I discovered, so after an unsatisfactory shower I grabbed my wallet dumped mascara on and dragged myself on a bus to Centennial park.

Queen’s Park Shed was where we ate and it was actually like very small and quaint, not at all what I expected for some reason but it was nice and had just like chill picnic in the park vibes. Corky and I had granola with poached pear and berries and it was like clearly overpriced for $12 for like a bit of muesli, yoghurt and sparse berries but it was healthy, filling and yummy so oh well. I also medicated with a coffee and I reckon that’s why I’ve made it so far tbh. Corky and I had good chats because I haven’t seen her in ages and she was like not as stressed about uni work as usual because she’d purposely like written time off study so we could hang out. It was really really good to catch up and we talked from 10am to 2:30pm in our procrastination type catchup and it was so good we probs would’ve kept talking except I had to get to class by 3 lol.

SG was boring af we watched 2 videos on like bereavement and palliative care. The first was just an explanation of palliative care and the second was following the life of this irish man who had a large stomach sarcoma and was going to die. It was quite emotional but there wasn’t much like discussion on it and as soon as the vids were over we were pretty much allowed to leave. I was so bored and like not coping (but not tired yet, weird) so I let Kuheli like read texts on my phone and it was kind of weird breaching my own privacy like that but at the same time not really caring because I’m just at that stage in my life where I’m really open cos I don’t give like a shit about anything.

After SG we wasted time with Fenton and Nguyen for awhile then Kuheli dragged me to the coffee cart cos she wanted tea. I stayed well away from that coffee cart because I wanted my sleep tonight thank you very much but considering it’s now 1:30am and I haven’t slept it’s all quite moot, isn’t it? And then I bussed off to tutoring with Ella. Kuheli walked me to the busstop which was nice and I almost crashed on the bus but by that time I was dangerously close to my stop so managed to stay awake. Tutoring Ella woke me up too. We made use of the NRICH site link I stole off Wayne when I used to tutor him and we started doing some problem solving. We were only doing extension Year 5 problem solving and she’s year 7 but I felt that like it was easy enough to ease her into the concepts and yet there were still some things which confused her so I think it was a good level to start and maybe we will build on it next time and go a bit up idk. HOWEVER her exams are coming up so I can’t get distracted by my get her to problem solve goals cos she really has to revise all her topics to do well and pass her test like as first priority. Anyway it was nice session and afterwards her Dad dropped me back at Churchies like right near uni so I didn’t have to bus which was so so so fantastic.

I went up to floor 7 because I think whilst I’m studying I should make the most of people being around and soak up some company too and Linley was studying in the study room. I got a decent amount done, but I’ve lost a lotta time due to wasting time on Monday and having breakfast with Courteney like all day today so I’m still behind but not too stressed. Headed down to floor supper and cos I didn’t have lunch or dinner I like went ham and had a double cheese and ham toastie, 2 donuts and fruit and it was honestly so lit. Stayed away from the coffee again though cos I ain’t that mad.

Then back up to the study room and honestly just threw myself into it. Like Max, Claudia and Nicky G were in and out I think but I honestly can’t say what was going on I was so focused. Kate popped in as well and I think her like meeting with Hugh didn’t go great but it was never going to so at least she was a bit prepared? Idk then we moved to the commo again and the chill cycle is repeating again as we speak with the same people. Hamish has lent me his charger again tonight thank god so I have my phone and now that I’ve successfully (and lengthily) recapped the past like idk 48 hours or so, I can head back for some chats before bed. Hopefully I can find the balance between sleep and chills but idk even if I don’t I just don’t wanna rek myself too much. There’s always a bit of coffee tho tomorrow idk.

Off to Woollahra library all day cos I wanna try a change of scene but also wanna get a lot done so should be like nice to go somewhere slightly different to hang for once. Kk that’s all for now, I know this is quite badly written but I don’t have the cognitive function to like fix it up or write it properly or anything on my limited sleep right now, so it will have to do. Till another day J

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nemo-of-house-hamartia · 4 months ago

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HELLO NEMO!

First of all, let me give you coffee and second of all, long time not written so buckle up for my usual novel.

I absolutely adore the “you are my peace” kind of trope(?) it just hit the spot and I love how you fitted it with Mephistea (and I think it also fits especially well the assassin’s creed franchise main protagonists (and some maybe more than others but I digress) but of course every traumatized/tragic backstory bbg blorbo also fits well within this trope) But omg do I love the way Mephisto looks at Aranea in that post!

For that epiphany of yours : it was brilliant.

For the Hellion Family idea : it’s perfectly chaotic and do you think there would be as much chaos when Cleric!Dottie is first introduced to them ? (I’m talking about everything is on fire in the room and that one guy arriving with pizza level of chaos if you understand the image I’m referring to) Also, can we say that Jacob pestering could also be linked to being the middle child and this seeking more attention ? And is everyone in the Hellion Family comfortable being/going along their day naked ? (And how did Jacob even convinced(seduced really) poor poor Cleric!Dottie to even join the chaos) Maybe someday Jacob would somehow notice how exhausting and taxing his family energy is for Dottie (who was just so trying to escape/hide from some of the chaos) and maybe built a calm safe space just for her (and also hoping to butter her up more to his case lol) I’m also really happy that you could finally tie the quote that inspired the monicker “morning star” to Dottie !

and listen telenovela Hellions Family would be something I would watch religiously cause the chaos is unmatched lol

I also feel that Mephisto would need a really stiff drink to even try to counterbalance the headache his children induced and maybe(hopefully) let him keep his glorious mane intact for a couple of hours before he inevitably needs to spend another eternity on his hair care routine. Oh ! And Do you think that haircare could be something Mephistea do together to unwind ?

And I’m really excited to meet Ravenna (and to know from what corner of the virtual universe Lucanis comes from too)

And I also thought about Mathias and Dottie while listening to the song “Je l’aime à mourrir” by Francis Cabrel and I just thought the lyrics fitted them so well with all the trauma and torment both went through. I can just imagine Dorothea learning guitar in secret and then singing this sweet sweet of a potato Mathias and maybe this could become a song he (and she) could then sing to their children to describe how much love they have form them and each other. (Here is a link to the song with English translation of the lyrics : https://youtu.be/iXPJA_3zNZE)

I also had a thought about Fedelucia, since she likes to read so much, I thought that Lucia could transmit her love for reading to Petruccio so he could then discover the world in his own way through books. As for the feathers, maybe Lucia helped Petruccio make something out of the feathers Ezio brought him in order to gift them to Maria. If Federico hears about it, he might gift his youngest brother something with an eagle feather, maybe just an eagle feather tailored to write and some paper with a note saying something along the lines “so you can board on your own adventures” and thus maybe inspire Petruccio to write his own stories.

Hope you have a good day xx

HELLO THERE, "HELLO NONNIE"!!

(so many hellos to give around!!)

FIRST OF ALL, DEAR GODS, THANK YOU FOR THE COFFEE (goddamnit, I truly needed it so much. Woke up far too early to run all errands, and now I got one heck of a headache, so this coffee is HEAVEN SENT)

lemme reciprocate with a good croissant

SECOND OF ALL, IT'S SO LOVELY TO SEE YOU BACK, omg lemme just dive into this poststopper of a ask (my favourites lololol)

Lemme answer you paragraph by paragraph (so buckle up, this is going to be an equally long answer!!!! like, truly long olololol)

Ngl, the whole "You are my peace" trope, combined with an artwork of my favourite couple soundly asleep in each other's arms is probably, without doubt, my most favourite thing to draw AND write. Combine that with the soothing atmosphere of a nearby lagoon, with the light reflecting onto the water and scattering around, and you got my personal Paradise and safe space, because it honestly helps me calming down a lot, especially during my bout of anxiety, when I cannot keep it under control When I drew that for Mephisto and Aranea ( but truly, for Jottie, Mottie, Ardynia etc. etc.), I just loved to imagine all sort of tender emotions that their black hearts could still feel, at least for one another, because they truly are each other's peace and safe space, when the world outside is just too much to face. And you are right, it fits SO MANY characters from AC as well!

For that epiphany of yours : it was brilliant. For the Hellion Family idea : it’s perfectly chaotic and do you think there would be as much chaos when Cleric!Dottie is first introduced to them ? (I’m talking about everything is on fire in the room and that one guy arriving with pizza level of chaos if you understand the image I’m referring to) Also, can we say that Jacob pestering could also be linked to being the middle child and this seeking more attention ? And is everyone in the Hellion Family comfortable being/going along their day naked ? (And how did Jacob even convinced(seduced really) poor poor Cleric!Dottie to even join the chaos) Maybe someday Jacob would somehow notice how exhausting and taxing his family energy is for Dottie (who was just so trying to escape/hide from some of the chaos) and maybe built a calm safe space just for her (and also hoping to butter her up more to his case lol) I’m also really happy that you could finally tie the quote that inspired the monicker “morning star” to Dottie !

I KNOW, RIGHT??? Like, my brain birth all kind of ideas all the time, but this one actually STRUCK ME LIKE A FREAKING LIGHTINING, BECAUSE HOLY HELL (no pun intended), HOW DID I NOT THINK ABOUT IT FIRST???? Jacob and Dorothea as Cambion and Cleric????

I am still reeling into the thought of it, because it opens up to so many fun/sensual/soft possible scenarios for them! And also, I get to *FINALLY* play Dorothea's more impish and straightforward side - aka, how she would be had she not received a very strict Victorian education from her mama and papa - and let me tell you, she is a toughie. Like, her and Jacob in this whole BG3/DnD AU are the true definition of "Looks like he could kill you: it's a cinnamon roll" (Jacob). "Looks like a cinnamon roll: she could kill you" (Dottie).

And omggg YES.

IT WOULD BE PANDEMONIOUM, WHEN DOTTIE IS BROUGHT DOWN TO CANIA. A WHOLE ASS PANDEMONIOUM. Precisely as the image you were describing lololol, which is why, I think, Jacob would try to steer clear of his family knowing about Dorothea for as long as he could, because OH GODS, he would never hear the end of it, especially from Zaynab and Raphael (to say nothing of Mephisto, though he would be more amused by the fact that his own son is actually following in his steps more than he likes to admit lolol).

AND YES. Nudity is not that big of a deal among the Hellions (the reason being because sometimes I am just too tired to draw them clothed tbh. If I draw them all naked it's because I don't have the energy to draw their overlycomplicated garments lol) but there are varied degrees of nudity they are willing to show, so to speak. Like, Mephisto and Aranea usually are naked when together, but they do not go around Mephistar stark naked all the time. In general, they are all big on seduction and temptation, so they all live up to whatever they imagine would elicit a reaction into the object of their obsession.

BUT YES, IN GENERAL THE HELLIONS' FAMILY IS NOT BIG ON CLOTHING LOL. (expect when they have special occasion. Then they go the opposite direction and POMPOSITY BECOMES THE KEY WORD). So, yes, I like to imagine that poor Dottie, while equipped with the divine blessing of Lathander, has a hard time actually withstanding all the chaos in Cania, and Jacob would take notice of this and try to create a safe abode for her (which, I like to imagine, was suggested to him by Aranea herself, since it was exactly what Mephisto did for her when he brought her to Cania after she signed his contract), where she can just rest away (and be the victim of Jacob's clumsy attempts to actually seduce her into signing his contract - gods, the man is persistent lol).

AND OMG YES: Jacob's own pestering behaviour DEFINITELY stem (in this AU) from the fact that he literally is the middle child, so he was kinda overseen, what with Raphael's theatrical personality, and Zaynab and Karim being the only children born out of the love Mephisto harboured for Aranea. (good gods, my poor bebe Jacob, I need to draw him a sad cambion blorbo and Dorothea comforting him😭😭😭)

AND YES. I HAD THAT QUOTE HANGING ON MY HEAD EVER SINCE I CREATED THE NOIR!AU (where Dottie is actually a fallen angel), BUT I NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO USE IT ON SOMETHING THAT I SHARED HERE!! so when I drew the artwork, the other day, I was like OMG YES. THIS WILL BE PERFECT.

P-E-R-F-E-C-T.

and listen telenovela Hellions Family would be something I would watch religiously cause the chaos is unmatched lol I also feel that Mephisto would need a really stiff drink to even try to counterbalance the headache his children induced and maybe(hopefully) let him keep his glorious mane intact for a couple of hours before he inevitably needs to spend another eternity on his hair care routine. Oh ! And Do you think that haircare could be something Mephistea do together to unwind ?

HONESTLY. I wish I was faster/the day had more hours/I had more hands/was a better artist to be able to bring more artworks about the Hellions. HECK, I WISH I WAS ABLE TO DO ANIMATION, SO THAT I WOULD MAKE CINEMATIC OF SOME SORTS.

OMG THAT STIFF DRINK, YES.

Poor Mephisto, whenever I think of him, all I can think about is that gif of Scar from the Lion King, because that's his default face whenever his children are around lol

Because despite his children being all adults by now, they are all very childish between themselves, especially the youngest three ( I do headcanon that, while Raphael is supposedely around 5000 years old, given or take, Jacob, Zaynab and Karim (and Azriel as well, if I settle to make her the youngest of Mephistea's children) are much younger and comparatively closer in age (like, I hc that Jacob is around 300 years old, while Zaynab and Karim are around 150 years old), which means that they are the more prone to actually cause trouble. Also, Jacob and Raphael do have a sort of rivarly in terms of who will succeed their father - if ever- so they are constantly stuck in constant competition.

Regarding Mephisto and Aranea sharing their hair care routine to unwind, the answer is YES.

I can definitely imagine Mephisto just sinking into his mattress, while massagging his temples because THE PERSISTENT HEADACHE WON'T LEAVE HIM ALONE.

Cue to Aranea just coming into the room with soft pace and humming and old Zakharan song, bringing all that she needs to just take care of her husband's glorious leonine mane.

And she would gently brush his curls, sometimes humming, sometimes chatting with low voice about all things related to the two of them, so that Mephisto can just unwind and ride out the whole sensory overload that his progeny has caused him with their shenanigans (because between the two of them, I do think that Aranea has a higher threshold of tollerance, compared to Mephisto, so I think she is the one that usually initiate the unwind for him, and once he is anchored back into tranquillity, he takes care of her with naked cuddles and soft love making).

And I’m really excited to meet Ravenna (and to know from what corner of the virtual universe Lucanis comes from too)

I am still in the process of learning Dragon Age lore and whatnot, so for now all I have is just some initial ideas for both Ravenna and Lucanis. BUT. for what I am envisioning for now, she is a spitfire, he is on the quieter side and he is very much his wife lololol Like, I am leaning toward much more sweetness and smluffness, so to speak! I kinda need it, to counterbalance the angst (which, I am sure, will be plentiful once Dragon Age The Veilguard comes out lolol).

HOW DID YOU FIND THIS SONG????? IT'S PERFECT.

PERFECT FOR THEM. OMG I HAVE BEEN LISTENING TO IT WHILE ANSWERING THIS ASK, AND IT'S JUST SO PERFECT????? THE LYRICS FIT THEM TO A T, and dear gods, the thought of Dorothea learning how to play guitar just so that she could serenade Mathias (WHO WILL MELT FROM ALL THE LOVE HE HAS FOR HER FML)....

AND THEN, THEM SINGING IT TO THEIR CHILDREN, SO THAT THEY TOO WOULD KNOW HOW MUCH THEIR PARENTS LOVE ONE ANOTHER???

oh my heart.

MY HEAAAAAART.

Like, Sophie, Valerie, Rosaline and Sebastién would ABSOLUTELY be sitting there and drowning Papa Mathias and Mama Dorothea with questions and whatnot, while I can so imagine Léonie and Lucien just rolling their eyes and saying EWW LOVE COOTIES NOOOO. PAPA MATHIAS, TELL US STORIES ABOUT KILLING TEMPLARS IN PARIS.

Absolutely adore this whole concept, omg it melted my heart, THANK YOU FOR SUGGESTING IT.

OK, FIRST OF ALL YES.

YES. YES. TO EVERYTHING.

OMG I READ "PETRUCCIO" AND MY WHOLE HEART JUST WENT OUT OF THE WINDOW.

THAT SWEET KID. I ADORE.

You know, in my version of the story, he ends up marrying Fiammetta, Lucia's own sister? Like, the Auditores in my AU cannot seem to resist the Barbarigos' daughters lololol. Now we need to combine a matrimony between Francesco and Claudia, and they are all settled!

BUT I AM DIGRESSING. BACK ON TRACK.

BECAUSE OMG YES. YES. I CAN SO IMAGINE LUCIA READING TO PETRUCCIO, DISCUSSING STORIES WITH HIM, BRAINSTORMING AND WHATNOT, AND ENCOURAGING HIM TO ACTUALLY WRITE DOWN ALL THAT HIS IMAGINATION ALLOWS HIM TO.

And I am just melting at the idea that Lucia would help him create something out of the feathers Ezio brought him, and Federico would take note of it and of the fact that books have become a passion for Petruccio, and he would gift him an eagle feather to write his own adventures.

Gods, Petruccio would actually cherish it for all time, and I imagine him being so hesitant to use it, because it would become such precious gift and memory of his eldest brother. And I imagine that, when eventually Lucia and Federico get married, he would compose something for them to read on their wedding day, as a thank you for all the love they showered him with.

GODS I LOVE THIS. APPROVED. IT'S CANON NOW.

Nonnie, thank you SO MUCH for this ask! I had so much fun answering to all your point, and truly, thank you for allowing me to blabber about it all and infodump.

It made me so insanely happy, it felt like the best cup of coffee in the world <3

THANK YOU SO MUCH.

TRULY THANK YOU! <3

#Nemo babbles #replies #Nonnie #OC:Aranea Baelfaer #Mephistopheles #OC: Zaynab #OC:Karim #Raphael #Ship: Mephistea #OC:Dorothea Morgenstern #Jacob Frye #The Hellions #Mathias De Beaumont #Lucia Barbarigo #Federico Auditore #Petruccio Auditore

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AIRLIE BEACH- WHITSUNDAYS-MAGNETIC-CAIRNS

16th Feb - 7th March Couple of days of heavy driving up to airlie beach! As soon as we got there and saw how gorgeous it was we decided we’d have no problem chilling out there for a week before the sailing trip, amazing place.

As soon as we got there we went to the beach for a swim- they had a huge stinger net up- the colour of the water was just unreal- turquoise and the view of the mountains with all the little white sailing boats was just gorgeous.

We stayed at X-base camping ground. Got a spot right at the back of the park which suited is fine as it was quite secluded in the woods - there was a kitchen and showers and stuff so it was luxury for us! Though we used the camp kitchen once and never again as it was so crowded and hot - we much prefer using our little gas stove in the woods:)

The week up until the sailing trip we just holidayed. We went down to the beach the following day and there was no one in the net - we went to get in for a swim and the life guard ended up telling us the net had a puncture in the night and it was filled with jellies! Also told us that when the net is working it only really stops box jelly fish - and even they can flip over the top if there a big wave- most of the smaller ones can still squeeze through. He told us of a time 4 years ago where Airlie Beach was like a scene from jaws. A box jellyfish had somehow managed to get into the net unnoticed and stung some over over the chest. The life guard was performing CPR on this person while at the same time blowing his whistle to get everyone else out of the water - 3 more people got badly stung on the way out. Luckily there was a couple of doctors and a nurse on the beach who then started performing CPR- helicopters were landing to take them off to hospital and there was loads of people screaming who had minor stings! Crazy ( so that kinda put us off a bit and we went to the lagoon) nicest ’ public swimming pool’ I’ve ever seen with a view of the sea - water was silky soft too.

We spent lots of time sitting around the lagoon - we kept bumping into people from our Fraser trip too which was cool - we went to visit a water fall one day that was about half an hour out - not the best we’ve seen but you could swim underneath it. One day we met up with stu from our ski season , chilled round the lagoon and caught up with him and then went back to his for pizza and beers (and then of course that turned into a night out) Oli came back in an absolute state true courch style. On our final night before the trip Emma dyed the the blonde out my hair again! In the dark , in a campsite with a glass of goon in hand- actually turned out a lot better than it could have done.

Whitsundays sailing trip- Apollo. Amazing snorkelling, so bright and colourful never seen anything like it . We saw 2 reef sharks , nemo, a hammerhead Maori rassee! ( really big fish) - great group of people too, a couple and a Canadian we ended up doing the last part of our road trip with :) Whitehaven beach was dreamy - crystal clear water and one evening we pulled the boat close to one of the sand mounds and played games and watched the sun go down from the beach which was awesome.

We saw Dophins and turtles from the boat too and the stars from the deck at night was the most amazing thing I have ever seen- you could see the milkyway so clearly.

The actual boat itself - accom - food - comfort - all of that was kinda shitty which we were really disappointed about because it was so expensive! We choose a bad boat but made the most of it anyway. We had really as conditions for our dives too which was a shame.

After the trip we had an after party at beach bars at Airlie to say our final goodbyes - we left the morning for Townsville. Google maps said it would take 3 hours - it took the entire day -pulled up about 6! Checked out Townsville the next day, not too much going on but another nice lagoon. Did a load of jobs / laundry ect and arranged to meet friends from whitsundays at magnetic island the following day.

We were up super early to catch the ferry from Townsville. Met them at their hostel and rented a car for the day. Couldn’t get an open top one because they only seated 4 people and we got given the shitest car in the world! It was a lucky dip what gear you were putting the car into - the steering wheel had to be at 45oc left to keep the car going straight and the brakes were barley working! Oh and took about 10 minutes to put the electric windows up.

OLI - The island felt like driving around a movie set. It was so picturesque it almost looked fake. First stop was Horseshoe bay where we went for a swim in the net, avoid the jellys man. After cooling down we decided to go on some trails and down our first 4wheel drive track. The rattly car made it and we hiked to two different beaches, including balding beach which was the nudey beach. To fit in the girls did the obligatory tops off photo. Grabbed lunch and a delicious sorbet back at horseshoe bay. The ice cream man was having a bad day as his freezer had broken! Made our way down to the Forts walk to see some Koalas, they didn’t show up, so we turned around and drove to where the Wallabies hang out. The cute little guys literally take food out your hand, preferring carrots over celery. We then were driven by Tyler the Canadian, who by the way was being taught by Tom to drive a manual car, to West Point to watch the sunset. Sunset and beach games finished the day, which included a high class level of frisbee with an extreme frisbee pro. ‘If it feels like it’s going to stall, just floor it’

Jess-had fish and chips on the way back from magnetic and next day headed to cairns - another heavy drive. Strange vibes from cairns - bats everywhere awake in the day?! Making so much noise - we were desperate to let off some steam so went for a long board along the coastline board walk-then met up with Emma ( Fraser bud) for coffee and she filled us in on all the drama. Tried to camp for free that night - was about a half an hour drive outside of town - it was vile! Def the worst yet. I couldn’t even use the toilets they were that bad and the whole place was just so overcrowded and stunk. We literally went to bed and drove off as soon as we woke up in the morning before we even had breakfast. Drive to another spot with showers to eat breakfast and sort the van out - it was a complete mess and took about 3 hours to clean. We were both getting major time to move on and get settled in a flat vibes at this point. Checked into a nice campsite closer to cairns with a pool and sorted some plans out for the next few days- went to meet lil, Tom & Tyler for drinks in town that night.

Next day we went to see the crocs at hartleys with the crew. Awesome day and got so see a cassowary for the first time - pre historic bird( looks like a big black Pom Pom with legs and a turkey neck ) roamed with the dinosaurs! Learnt all about crocs - there spikes on their back are designed to counter the current so that the water stays still and doesn’t ripple as they come to the surface. Scary. And they can stay under water for up to 6 hours - that’s how they catch their prey. Only on in every 50 baby crocs make it to 2 ½ meters and once they are that size they can normally survive. Big crocs will eat baby crocs! Mums job to protect them from her own kind but loads more get eaten by big birds and fish ect. Visited Barron falls on the way home - they were huge! But the viewing platform was so far away it was hard to gain perspective. Waved off Tyler :(

Next day Ol and I did the waterfall circuit! Lots of windy roads but a gorgeous drive. Ol- Atherton tabletop waterfalls and some gigantic fig trees, one was called the cathedral fig tree and the other curtain, due to it being so tilted the roots formed a curtain -Jess got a bit cooler up there too which was nice. We didn’t do all of the waterfalls but managed about 6- there’s tons. Went to the famous M M ? L'oreal / Peter Andre waterfall - i nearly drowned twice so that was fun.

Next day we took another dive / snorkel boat our to see the reef. Best day ever! The boat trip was called 'sunkist’. The dive equipment was amazing, you felt so safe and ended up doing quite a deep dive because everyone in our group had done it before. The coral was amazing - and the snorkelling was even better. We were just amazed. Never seen anything like it ( even better than Whitsundays) had lunch and then our captain noticed a load of irkandji??? off the side of the boat- little invisibly ( nearly ) jellies that can kill you! But told us as long as we were suits and wore gloves we could still go in! So we did even if we were a little freaked - we all got little stings on our face and lips but nothing major. Definitely a highlight of our trip. ( even if we did give ourselves sun Stoke after that day oops)

Next morning we had coffee with lil and Tom to wave them off - and then we headed north to cape tribulation. You get there by ferry and it’s the part of the daintree rainforest that meets the sea. It was amazing driving through the forest, we found a swimming creek ( only natural place you can swim because the rest is croc infested) ice cold it was lush right in the middle of the rainforest. Then we went to see the famous cape trib beach and we were only people there which was awesome. Messed around doing gymnastics and taking silly photos - dos a board walk and then found this awesome little rainforest campsite. We were the only people staying there apart from this one other German cyclist and it was super nice felt like a hotel/ retreat. Had dinner with him ( he was crazy interesting) and then had the pool and everything to ourselves that evening.

Woke up in the morning - did another board walk and then headed back down south ( stopping a garage to get the break pads replaced on the way:/) we’re now at the boulders campsite just south of cairns- got a few more waterfalls to check out tomorrow and then it’s back down to mission beach for our sky dive eeek.

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