#not at all maternal bc that's never what they wanted or planned for (being a mother to this child) but also not indifferent

[talaricula]

a rly underrated thing about crazy ex girlfriend imo is that it's one of the rare shows i know of that really spends time on exploring what the process of having children is like for queer ppl/for those who go about it "non-normatively". it's not even rly a main storyline but i still find it rly well-handled and touching.

[papirouge]

as someone who almost died as a minor giving birth after being raped I think u should care about the lives already here and not a clump of cells. most children conceived thru rape are abandoned or killed later on anyhow

Why are you guys acting like we had to pick a sidd between saving the life of women OR the baby?? What some sort of twisted oppression Olympics is that?? Why couldn't we fight for BOTH? This is precisely what prolifers are for.

First of all, we do care about saving pregnant women's life considering the fact that death in childbirth is ≤0.05% in developed countries.... It shows that a decent healthcare system is KEY in saving women's life during delivery - and that abortion isn't needed. COPE.

The fearmongering around pregnancy kills is inversely proportionate to how it actually does IRL.

Unlike what pro abortionist liars say, no prolifer advocate for less medical help for women. And no, we aren't all Conservatives (I'm personally not) religious (secular/LGTB+ prolife organization are a thing) or males (most prolifers are female) so enough with the tHey hAte wOmeN shtick. We don't revel in women dying in childbirth struggling to get access to pregnancy care. Many of us are mom/have family and know how hard pregnancy & educating children is. You need to stop acting like only pro choicers knew what is was like to carry a baby and deliver it. That's precisely bc we know how hard pregnancy is that we consider women deserve better than a bandaid called abortion.

Abortion is the reason why pregnancy care is sooo behind in extra liberal spaces. By shoving abortion as the only solution for women hEaLthCaRe (because it's cheaper than an actual maternity leave + welfare) they never really bothered creating a decent alternative to help women who'd decide to keep their baby. How can abortion be a ✨choice✨ when the only alternative is sinking into helplessness & poverty? Damn, you guys totally understand it when it comes to prostitution but NEVER have the intellectual honesty to ponder that question when it comes to abortion 🤔

It baffles my mind how pro abortion applauded companies offering abortions instead of a decent maternity leave. You guys are the biggest useful idiots of capitalism while thinking you are soooo subversive 🙄 That's why you are making up false opposition in the form of the big bad traditional backwardish boogeyman to make you sound braver than you are lol There's no traditionalist conspiracy... Most of the planet never stopped valuing family over career or iNdepeNdencE (although there's a definite push for cultural liberalism - of which abortion culture is totally part of) It's just the pendulum naturally coming back after a decade of libfem koolaid.

You're doing exactly what the system wants from you. You're the equivalent of 'eyeliner so sharp it would slays patriarchy' kinda shit. Especially radfem who will scream that women aren't body part (and they're right) yet advocate for the very act of treating our body like such (against our biology most basic function such as fertility/procreation) - if not straight up vilifying its work ("a baby is a parasite"). Would it even occur to you that fetus aren't "body parts" to be disposed of?? You uterus is a "clump of cells" too, you might as well throw it to the trash 🤪

Oh and many of these "poor pregnant woman got arrested for abortion" have been debunked. You guys really need to get over these misleading sensational headlines seeking to demonize pro lifers (weird, I thought there was a back to traditionalism conspiracy 🤔 shouldn't mainstream media be on our side? 🤔). Those poor women either took drugs to kill their fetus or even killed them AFTER their birth (I'm sure there's a masterpost floating around debunking these stories).

Abortion doesn't even stop rape. If anything, if facilitates its erasure (planned Parenthood allying with pimps to perform underage abortion under the radar) You guys are just moving the goal to appeal to emotionalism. Even if rape disappeared overnight you'd stil advocate for abortion so please, shut up about it. You are exhausting.

[fangaminghell]

What do you think of Nyx/ what did you change?

Nyx is interesting bc I genuinely enjoyed her character in the base game of Insurgence. My reading of her was that she was a leader who was simply trying to give her people a better life. Of course, in doing that, she would have to destroy another, but the way her dialogue is worded, to me, she seems like this is a burden that weighs on all of them, not just her. I think she was pretty well written for what very little we got from her, and what was supposed to be the villainese pulling the strings from the very beginning. Also just the fact that her people didn't really do anything wrong, and yet were punished, is a big injustice that drives her. To me.

In my rewrite, I simply amplify the way I saw her in the base game. Nyx is a leader, one that only wishes for her people's suffering to end. But despite her powers, she can't exactly do that on her own- Giratina knows she tried. The most she can do is pierce through time and space just enough for her own influence to be known, but again, never enough to really do anything for her people. And thus, she does what she does best: Manipulation. Zenith was her main puppet, a fool who blindly agreed to her deal, not even thinking of the possibility that once he does what she wants, he will die. But hey, it worked out for her. Years later, when Diana and Peresphone's mother dies, The Oracle died with her.....until Nyx picked them up, and made them part of her plans. Throughout history, Nyx had a hand in something. Or at least that's the plan. I need to flesh out her powers better because uh. She brought Zenith back to life with powers, she brought The Oracle, a magical being, back to life despite their real Creator being dead. And in a moment I'm going to talk about an idea that isn't fully canon to this rewrite, but something i'm still fond of- she ( potentially) has the ability to enter dreams and converse with people there. Nyx is powerful, so I'm trying to figure out what exactly she can do- what her people can do, and what are the limits. The limits are very important.

Going back to that idea I mentioned, I will say this. Nyx is a leader. She can be and will be cruel and calculating. Her heart is for her people and their lives, and she will do anything to get them their due happiness. But Nyx is also kind. Maybe a bit maternal. For all her manipulation, she is someone you can have pleasant conversation. She is someone who listens and offers advice, or do what she can. Despite knowing what she's doing is wrong, she pities the child before her that has to stop her. Because it's not fair, is it? None of it was ever fair. For that, she is sorry. And alllll of this is shown, well, I hope to show, but there's no guarantee, in her interactions with Nora. Nora in my rewrite is very different that the Nora in canon, and I don't want to spend too long gushing about her, but know this. She goes through a lot. She lost her parents, is the oldest of the Damian and Yancy( my protag), not to mention having been a Chosen One the longest of the three. She is stressed beyond herself, especially as things start to ramp up. While she isn't the one who ends up stopping everything, Nora is a girl with the world on her shoulders, and is so close to breaking. And then she has a dream. A dream with what she believes is a woman- her physique is literally nothing she ever seen before. Nora is suspicious, obviously, but can't exactly seem to will the mystery woman away. So the two chat. Nyx's goal was to manipulate Nora into joining her, as Nora has a big sense of justice, and is, to be blunt, someone more reliable compared to Damian and Yancy. But the more they talked, the more things changed. Nora, once suspicious, grew lively, and....kinda saw Nyz as a mother figure. Nyx, who simply wanted to manipulate Nora, grew fond of the young girl. They would talk, debate, or Nora would just rant about her day. it was....nice. Very nice. But again, Nyx isn't the type to deter from her goal. But her fondness of Nora made her heart ache more, knowing what she would end up in when Nyx succeeds. When the time comes, Nyx tells Nora everything. Everything. All to give Nora a choice. Help and join her people, or fight for her home. Nora, who hates injustice , but loves her home, chooses to not help Nyx. That's when the dreams end. And yet despite that, despite Nyx losing in the end, she can't help but be proud of Nora. She thinks Nora's mother would have been proud to see the person she has become. She really, truly means that.

In general, if I continue with this idea in the rewrite, Nora and Nyx's relationship would be so fascinated. Both are people who would do anything for those they love, those who have their respective worlds on their shoulders, all accommodating into this loving yet tragic mother daughter relationship. Nora having to grapple with the fact that Nyx was the cause of everything, the domino effect leading to the death of her parents, or so many others....and yet being someone she could have confided in, someone she looked up to. All wrapped under the injustice that Nyx's people, before everything, before the manipulation, literally did nothing wrong. That injustice rippled across time for centuries, and Nyx, in all her cruelty , was simply responding to it. And honestly, I think that complexity of Nyx's character made her so fascinating.

ANYWAY YEAH, I like Nyx, she's more of a background presence, but I still want to give her depth outside of a third act villain.

[ravenyenn19]

OKAY HERE IT IS:

So!!! Results from my poll indicated that some of you don’t want to see “face inspo/casts” for my OG “Dealing With Our Demons” characters (totally respect that!! I sometimes prefer my image not tainted while reading, too!🖤)

SOoo… here’s what we’re going to do. I will be posting the images BELOW the cut, so that way if you would rather not see, you don’t have to!🖤 no offense whatsoever taken.

Before you continue, a note: NONE of these pictures are exactly how I picture my characters. These are simply the closest I could get/who I took inspo from when describing them. 🖤 Please do not feel like you need to agree w me. That is the beauty of reading, is it not? Love you. ALSo. This is long, but I wanted to include my notes for clarification if you wanted them. This was fun, getting to have a lil in depth convo w you guys.🥹

PS- IF YOU HAVE NOT READ MY FANFIC “Dealing With Our Demons” on ao3 (by ravenyenn19) & are planning to do so (thx in advance ily) THIS POST WILL HAVE SPOILERSISH. I say this bc while no plot will be ruined, you will see faces you are not meant to yet. 🖤

First up we have: Khalid Runa (Inej’s childhood best friend) & Rahul Runa (Inej’s older cousin) *these two are married, hence the shared surname*

Notes: Khalid is pretty close, actually. In DWOD, he has aquamarine/green eyes due to his partially Kaelish heritage & I do picture his skin tone to be a tad lighter due to this. ALSO: Khalid does have burn scars across most of his hands, though I was unable to find such an image to include that piece of “DWOD lore”. (The burns are from his years mastering ‘flame eating/fire dancing’ in the caravans.

Rahul: This image is mostly chosen for his facial structure, however I do picture Rahul to have close cropped hair (a sort of subversion upon the suli culture that makes his training as a medic easier. I do picture him also remaining clean-shaven with a skin tone that is very similar to his cousin, Inej Ghafa.)

Next: Nani (Mitra) Ghafa (Inej’s maternal grandmother)

Notes: This actress is actually Iranian, for note. SO: I do want to make it very clear that I picture Nani’s skin tone to be darker like Inej (though also I do think this photo was filtered bc the actress does seem to have slightly darker skin in other pics, I chose this one bc of her face & HOW SHE HOLDS HERSELF SO MUCH LIKE NANI.) All this being said, this one is pretttttty dang similar to how I pictured Nani while writing her. Facial features specifically. What a queen. What more is there to say? She could divine my tea leaves any time.

Sharya & Kahir Ghafa, Inej’s parents (technically not OG characters, but never named in canon)

Notes: Sharya is pretty dang close to how I imagined her, which is super cool considering I never used an inspo pic for either of the Ghafas when writing them (I found them for this purpose!). It probably sounds a bit weird, but like… I just knew how Sharya & Kahir looked. They were just…BAM. Full formed people in my head. This is ultimately SUCH A FLEX ON LEIGH BARDUGO’s PART. Like, we only really experienced glimpses of Inej’s parents through the few memories in her POVs but they absolutely stuck with me & formed wonderful characters as my fic progressed. (Of course this is my opinion, but I do hope ya’ll agree.🥹)

Kahir: So…. This pic is the closest I could get, & similar to Nani, I chose it based more on facial structure/in this case facial hair. HOWEVER, Kahir is very special to me. I wrote some of his scenes in moments after I had lost my godfather, (whom was the truest father I had. He meant everything to me, being my actual dad’s best friend, he helped raise me after my dad passed when I was 4.), hence, I feel the need to clarify- as I feel a bit of my own dad is in Kahir, if only in the love.)This pic is missing a smile that I imagine near permanent on Kahir Ghafa’s face, and eyes that I cannot explain in any other word but kind. Similar to Inej’s. Sparkly. Idk. ALSO: I do picture true black hair & less gray. Maybe a sprinkle of pepper in his beard, but not much. I just imagine Inej’s parents aging like fine wine. Idk.

Next….*drum roll*…. Dr. Lily Arbor (I waited so long to bring this girl to life.)

NOTES: Ok. So. Two pics here for our Darling Death Defier Mortician. 🫶🏻 So, the one on the left is more youthful to me, a bit closer (although not the right age) to how I imagine the Lily of Kaz’s childhood. The right being far closer to how I imagine 24 year old Lily. Yet, neither of these are exactly right. But they are close. The changes that are distinct within my mind are as follows: the eyes. I distinctly see them like 2 shades darker. Navy. It’s a rare eye color, but not that different. Next, the hair. In the left image, the curls are just right, but I imagine she keeps her hair slightly longer than that- both in girlhood & adulthood. Not nearly the length of Inej’s, but you feel me. Also I do imagine her hair a bit darker, like that sort of red with hints of almost brown in it? Maroon? Gosh I can’t explain but I am certain you guys probably get it. Less like Wylan’s orangish red. Lastly: this girl has more freckles. I don’t make the rules. (Actually I do since she’s a daughter of my mind, but no I don’t.)

Bonus heartbreak:

Jordie.🥹💔 (obviously aged up to if he were alive.) notes: NO ONE. I REPEAT. NO ONE looks exactly how I imagine the elder Rietveld son. The actor here is in fact Jess from Gilmore Girls. Milo is the closest I’ve come to finding an older Jordie face cast, based more on book Kaz in relation. His hair would obviously not be styled like the early 00’s. Obviously dark eyes like his brother. In a way, like Kahir, I imagine Jordie’s eyes would have a permanent sparkle of amusement that one would sometimes see mirrored in Kaz. I can’t explain it. I love Jordie & I’m about to have a fit all over again. 🫡

Next…. Bram Rietveld (technically not OG character, but he is not named nor described whatsoever in the canon material. Kaz only says that he and his brother missed their Da.🥹)

Notes: DO NOT COME FOR ME. I AM DEFENDING MYSELF. Not to sound cringe, but from the moment I put Kaz’s Da into DWOD, back in memories at the very very early stages of the story, I pictured Pedro. This was before the internet craze (I mean obvs he was famous but iykyk), & I know that sounds cringe but it’s true. Pedro Pascal IS Bram Rietveld. Like, I would change next to nothing. Obviously his voice would have a “southern” ring. Maybe he’d have slightly lighter skin naturally being of Kerch descent, but actually I imagine him quite tan at most points of the year from running the Rietveld farm & harvesting the wheat fields. Obviously, you can picture him differently, but this is damn near exact for me. Also, Last of Us only solidified that belief for me. Gosh dangit, look at this treasure! Bram loved his kids so much.

Are you ready? (I’d say I saved the best for last, but… Actually, no. I certainly did.) I present…

Emilia Winstrad, The Butcher of Belendt🪡

Notes: I love her. I love Emilia as much as I love the protagonists from my actual novel. She means so much to me. 🥹 I don’t think I can quite explain how excited I was (& how long I waited) to introduce you guys to Emilia. I hope you love her as much as I do in DWOD. As far as technical notes: Rachel McAdams (this actress) has quite honestly the exact facial features I pictured on Emilia. Like Bram, I feel like this is Em. However, there are a few minor changes: dark eyes like Kaz rather than hazel (it’s hard to tell here), & also the same dark hair as Kaz. True black. Tbh, I was shocked when I stumbled upon images of McAdams randomly (after already describing Emilia in the story)- it felt like seeing a picture of an online friend you’ve never actually met but they somehow appear exactly as you thought they would? Make sense?

Bonus pics that show the darker hair I imagine on another actress. Also the pipe picture just for funsies (iykyk)🫶🏻🪓

She is my pride & joy. Not only that, but I think she and Kaz were meant to be family. I am not Leigh & have no canon voice, but I swear somewhere in the multiverse she is canon & I say that with fear because it’s not meant to sound precocious. She just feels so real to me, but I’m sure that’s silly bc I wrote her. Idk. Take my ramblings 🖤

Oops my hand slipped, have more pain: Elena Rietveld (I consider Elena an OG character of mine as Kaz’s mother is never mentioned in canon despite that he obviously had one. Technically, it is never said whether she lived or died.)

Sorry I killed her.

Notes: OBVIOUSLY these are pics of the same actress because Em & Elle are identical twins. However, I did choose an image of McAdams from earlier in her acting career as she did pass away younger than when Emilia appears in the story. The same notes apply here as to Em, dark hair & dark eyes would be the changes. Though, I do love this pic representing Elena as there is something a bit softer about her over her sister. Where Emilia applies blood red lipstick, Elle is a petal pink. I think that metaphor fits best, but undoubtedly I wanted Elena to have her own strength in the memories where we get to glimpse her. A woman who chose her baby son, Kaz’s life over her own. The type of mother who would have run into a burning building for her kids. A fierce little sun ray who deserved a yellow kitchen. 🥹

I actually have images & notes completed for Pim & Anika as well, plus a bonus lil one that I doubt ya’ll were expecting, but alas, there is a limit of 10 images on a post 🫠 So… let me know if you want them.

This was so long. I’m long winded, but ya’ll knew that. I love you all so much. Thank you for being here. 🖤🐦‍⬛

[lesbianlenas]

what is supercorp? I tried to google it, is it the ship name for alex and maggie from supergirl?

the way that i said supercorp is supergirl and lena luthor and ur like is it maggie and alex 😭 no as i said it is supergirl aka kara danvers & lena luthor. so basically kara is supergirl obvs & lena is the younger sister of lex luthor who is superman’s archenemy obvs but she wants to do good to fix her family’s name after what they had done. so everyone at first thinks lena is evil anyway but kara looked into her eyes and could tell she’s not (real quote) and becomes bffs w her bc she is the only one who believes in lena no matter what even when she’s framed and everyone thinks she worked w her mother who is evil like lex to create a device to kill aliens. but kara never stops believing lena is good even when lena doesn’t believe in herself…..so kara is like obsessed w lena and lena loves kara bc kara is the only one to not treat her like a luthor and kara also loves lena bc lena is the only one to love her so much as kara and not as supergirl bc lena doesn’t know she’s supergirl. and as time goes on kara realizes she’s missed her chance and now lena will never forgive her for not telling her bc lena will think kara didn’t tell her bc she didn’t trust her when in actuality by the time kara was ready to tell her lena & supergirl had a falling out and then after that kara was too afraid that lena would hate her forever if she told her she was supergirl and she would lose her. so then lex tells lena that kara is supergirl and lena decides she is going to brainwash the whole world not to feel emotions anymore so no one can ever hurt the way kara hurt her but not before she hurts kara back first! so when kara finally does tell lena she is supergirl lena pretends like she’s ok w it (and she doesn’t reveal kara’s secret like she planned bc she loooooves her) and then eventually lena reveals her plans to brainwash everyone and kara tells lena that this was the biggest mistake of her life and she’s so sorry but lena doesn’t care. and everyone tries to convince kara that lena should be treated as a villain now but kara still insists lena is NOT a villain and she can get thru to lena. but lena doesn’t want to speak w her and kara tries to alter the past by telling lena she is supergirl at different points throughout the show but no matter what it always ends badly. so then at the end of the season lena realizes her plan was bad and they’re forced to team up to stop the bad guys and they make up w each other and then kara is sucked into the phantom zone for like 8 eps or smth bc melissa benoist was on maternity leave??? i think was the reason???? but after she comes back they are basically just gfs who wax poetic to each other abt how brave and amazing the other is every ep and then there’s a whole bit abt lena being a canadian witch that we ignore and they end the show w neither of them having a love interest and having an emotional speech to each other abt how they changed each other forever….

also there is a plot line where kara gets cloned and her clone has none of her memories and is taken in by lex in russia and all she remembers is the name alex (kara’s sister) who she thinks is lex and also who lena is….and she is obsessed w lena from lex telling her abt her and when she goes to national city (where the show takes place) she reads kara’s diary abt lena does not care abt seeing alex and goes and finds lena and pretends to be kara and stares at her like 👁️👁️ and when she decides to ignore what lex told her and lex is furious at her she says “this is abt lena” and lex says “i thought you were stronger” implying kara’s clone is in love w lena meaning it is such an intrinsic part of who kara is she remembered it over everything else ❤️

that being said they were never canon despite being insanely in love and they tried to shoehorn in male love interests for them both at different times but none of them stuck bc supercorp is superior. also melissa and katie are two of the hottest women ever. supercorp endgame 🤩 classic case of them corping right here

[theha1r]

verse drop (steve winchester au)

things i want to preface this by saying: this is fully me doing my best to make this work as an actual verse despite never having seen an episode of supernatural in my life. please feel free to come tell me if anything doesn't work/make sense. on top of this, this verse does not function as a regular supernatural verse - it is basically a private verse really only open to @milleroptimism & all the siblings & family & everyone else involved in that/that knows about sarah's lore & everything else. if you have a supernatural muse & you're unfamiliar with any of that (which ... you should go follow hayley rn just saying) & you wanna interact with steve, i'll probably just throw his vampire verse at you. bc i simply do not have enough knowledge to give him an actual spn verse - ANYWAYS ALL THIS BEING SAID ...

this verse is basically just - steve still grew up in a town. (small town?). still went through a lot of the same arcs & bs. except - maybe instead of being terrorized by serial killers (main fandomless verse) or whatever the hell vecna & the mindflayer & demogorgons are (st verse), steve & his friends were terrorized by various creatures & beings of the supernatural variety. so he's still got that sweet trauma. still had his 'i was an asshole in hs but became a better person' arc. & ... still was constantly & continuously being left home alone by his parents time & time again. only ever seeing them for maybe a week or so, every several months. maybe even less. & when they were around, they were very far from parents of the year. so all in all, this was what kind of led to him frequenting sarah's spot. it wasn't originally something he planned to do, he just went in once for dinner. or lunch. who knows. then sarah's warm & maternal nature kept drawing him back in, subconsciously craving the love she showed him that his own mother had lacked his whole life. then came steve accidentally calling her 'mom' & him thinking that was the end of it all ... until, it very much was not the end of it all. in fact, you could kind of say maybe that was the end of the beginning. steve found a home in sarah's home. in the winchester home. with more siblings than he could possibly imagine & more love than he could possibly imagine. eventually, he finally fully moved out of his parents place & into the winchester's. his parents were in for quite a shock the first time they actually came home after that. there might've been a fight. but i think it's safe to say steve doesn't really talk to them anymore. not when he's got a safer & much better family. steve definitely helps out at the restaurant whenever he can & is probably constantly trying to make up to sarah for all she's done for him & everything she's brought him. & for the love she showed him that started it all. but being in a good environment, a healthy environment, a happy one, has definitely caused steve to grow to be a lot more well adjusted than he might be in other verses. & has definitely improved his life for the better.

all in all to say, this verse has my WHOLE ENTIRE HEART & if you read this whole entire thing steve & i love you. thank you <3

[theworldoffostering]

The police were out again this week due to Ms.6’s escalating behavior. She punched DH in the stomach and kneed him in the groin. I honestly just asked them to take her. They would not bc they said her violence didn’t meet the level of a domestic violence charge.

She is SO angry and untethered. What started the incident was me stating that she could not sit next to NB at dinner. What’s worse is I KNEW it would escalate her but I couldn’t justify not doing it bc it wasn’t healthy for NB bc Ms. 6 is just incredibly “weird” in her relationship with him. My choices were to not parent in a way that was beneficial to them both, or parent in a way that benefitted them and reap the consequences. And now I’m a mother who would rather serve her kid up to juvie than continue to live with her being escalated and violent. Judge as you will.

We tried to talk to her today. She is adamant that we need to buy her a phone in order for her to “feel happy.” I straight up told her that I had planned to buy her a phone for Christmas but it was now off the table and that she would need to wait until summer when she could buy her own. I talked to her about working and she said she doesn’t want to work because it’s “dumb.” Then we talked about her getting her driver’s license and she’s convinced she’ll just walk into the DMV and they’ll hand it to her when she turns 18 despite the fact that she will not have practiced for a year and has never really had much driving experience. She did say she needs more freedom. I pointed out that having a job, money, and a license was freedom, but she insisted freedom was having a cell phone given to her by us. Again, judge as you will, but I’m not buying a cell phone for her (she did have one but we took it away at some point and now things are so far gone that we just did away with it).

We are looking at residential (again), and trying to find somewhere for her to be while we are in TN. I know it’s going to be a blow for her not to go, but we cannot risk false allegations out of state after the WY incident and then the recent in-state case. It’s just so much more to manage than I ever imagined.

I reached out to her maternal grandma this week in desperation. Waiting to hear back.

Ms. 6 called me a b*tch this week, a Queen, and said she didn’t want to live in this “dump” with myself and my “princess” (E). She has been gunning for E emotionally and its effects have been devastating for E. I’m pretty upset about it too but wasn’t certain I was reading the incidents correctly until Ms. 6 directly told me her feelings right before the police showed up. I know it’s from insecurity—she’s afraid we don’t love her as much as we love E. She never thought that until a therapist asked her and now she’s clinging to that narrative.

Today I sat her down, asked how we could help, talked to her about goals, etc. Offered suggestions, tried really hard to listen. Nothing. Ms. 6 got up and went to bed at like 2 and it’s now 9 and we haven’t heard a peep out of her. She told me her big plan was to sleep all weekend. Mission accomplished. She did get up so I could take her to lunch so that’s something I guess. She chose not to come with us to the Christmas parade though which was sad.

[fabaceous]

okay i watched the episode i ate some lunch i read some posts and here are my “quick” takes

- i liked the unreliable narration aspect of shauna hallucinating/dreaming that the baby turned out fine bc i love unreliable narration/hallucination and even though it was not hard to guess that it was not real, i dont mind that kind of thing bc im a pretty easygoing tv/movie watcher. BUT i, like many of you, thought it was weird and surprising that she ended up saying(/dreaming/hallucinating) that she loved the baby. if i were to try to explain it away in a way that makes sense to me personally id say maybe she’s subconsciously imagining/hoping that she could love the baby bc she feels like its what she’s supposed to do and she’s afraid she wouldnt be able to when the time comes, but if so, the writing should make that clearer, so instead im forced to assume they really chose to write her as being enamored with this baby immediately which. well... is it too much to ask for her to at LEAST have complicated/conflicted feelings, even if they didnt want to commit to her actually not wanting the baby? it feels like a bit of a wasted opportunity in a show that prides itself on going to dark/twisted/taboo places. and im just generally weary of this idea that, like, every woman just instantly falls in love and magically develops maternal instincts when she has a baby. i dont know. ive never given birth, maybe its true. but it feels like that’s the messaging i’ve gotten from EVERYWHERE, from the world, from my own mother, from mommy bloggers, whatever, and i guess just once i would’ve liked to see something a little more complicated

- personally i thought/hoped that the baby hallucinations were going to go in a very different direction, especially when adult nat took the goldfish out of the water, i thought shauna was going to like, mercy-kill the baby or something bc she’d realized he didnt have a chance if they were all starving and she couldnt even make milk. BUT THATS JUST ME

- akilah and her emotional support mouse... so cute but i cannot be the only one who was dying a little at the thought of her delivering the baby after freshly petting a mouse 😭 like please wash ur hands first pleeease

- congrats to the lottienat girls who just keep winning... must be nice! and the taivan road trip brought me a significant amount of joy i have to say

- i share the concern that it is starting to feel a bit retcon-y and inconsistent. like as soon as they were done with the jackie arc they said “i dont want to play with you anymore” despite setting it up in s1 as THE defining moment of shauna’s time in the wilderness. its the blessing and the curse of multiple timelines...they can be soooo rewarding but you have to be REALLY sure of what happened in each one and you have to stick to it! (dark did this well! i think they had pretty much everything planned out right from s1 so there were certain moments in s1 that you still didn’t fully understand until the end of s3, it was very intricate and most importantly it was internally consistent. but i digress...) i guess it sticks out to me the most with this particular storyline bc it’s the one i was most invested in, but im sure there are some other examples too

i guess the bottom line is that in a well-done dual timeline show, the information you learn about the earlier timeline should enhance and enrich your understanding of the later timeline. and in some of cases it did, but in some cases it’s falling flat...i dont know i could probably rub together a few more brain cells and come up with some more thoughts but other people have already said it pretty well and unless i have a brainwave i dont think i have much to add!

[endlessreruns]

(Anthony Turpel) [The Curious ]. Please welcome [ Parker Russo (he/they)] to Huntsville, WV. They are an [20]-year-old [VISITOR] who lives in [THE COMMUNE]. You may see them around working as a [Paperboy at the Huntsville Daily].

Name: Parker Gaetano Russo

NickNames: Park

Face Claim: Anthony Turpel

Age: 20 (updated age 21)

Gender/Pronouns: demi-boy, he/they

Orientation: Gay-Demiromantic/Demisexual 

Commune Visitor 

Neither Hunter or Gatherer

Occupation: Paperboy at the Huntsville Daily

Languages Spoken: English, Italian, and Sicilian. Some German (basic stuff you'd learn in a first year high school class), and some ASL (very very basic things like "please" and "thank you")

Traits: Curious / Talkative / Sensitive / Forgetful / Routine / Odd

Parker was born his mother's second child, his half brother having been born around a decade before, and their parents married while his mother was still pregnant with him While he loved his mom, they were practically inseparable from his dad. That is until one day he left home and never came back. Parker had been a six at the time, and for years they held out hope that one day their dad would come home. When he never did Parker began to feel like he’d been abandoned, and then started to wonder what he’d done wrong. Their older brother and dad fought all the time, so certainly they were used to it. He wouldn’t have left based off something his brother did, but maybe he’d done something wrong. 

When Parker was 15 they were pressured into doing a dare, something that was dangerous, and didn’t go as planned. It landed Parker in the hospital with a head injury severe enough to put them in a coma for a couple of weeks, and ultimately gave them permanent damage in the form of short term memory loss. Meaning that they have a hard time forming new memories. The injury had caused damage to some of his motor skills, such as affecting his ability to write (something they have relearned, but their handwriting isn't great), as well as affecting their sleep. Ever since they have had to work to adjust their life to their disability. Forming certain systems and routines that they follow. It’s not foolproof, but it does help. 

At 17 Parker wandered into Huntsville from the woods, having gotten lost after wandering away from where their group of friends had set up camp for a before junior year outing, and not remembering which direction was the one back. He was found by Edgar Wayne and taken to the commune at the Parson house. Parker rarely left the commune for the six or seven months of his being in Huntsville, using much of that time to develop new systems and routines for themself. 

 Over the couple of years since his injury Parker has become borderline obsessed with dissecting dead animals and taking other things apart so that he could see what the insides looked like and how they worked, along with learning how to put things back together (something that he writes down step by step so he won’t forget.) All of this under the belief that if he’s broken in a way that can’t be fixed that they want to be able to fix broken things that can.

Extras:

- maternal grandparents immigrated from Italy to the states and eventually wound up in Huntsville

- mother moved out of Huntsville before he was born, and grandparents moved closer to them a few years after his dad left to provide more help. Both of them died before Parker was 13.

- prior to getting stuck in Huntsville the last time Parker had been in Huntsville was when he was 8, two years after his dad left.

- the year after his dad left he and his mom changed their last names to her maiden name, Russo. Prior to this Parker would say his name was Parker Russo anyways bc he wanted to be like his big brother. The name change was just to make it his legal last name

- has 'inside before dark' tattooed on the inside of their right wrist

- sometimes still wonders what he did to make his dad leave

- While he can remember details of the night of his accident and even the moments that led up to it, Parker doesn't actually remember the accident. If you were to ask Parker he'd say the last thing he remembers is standing on the roof of Jacob Richardson's house.

- has a therapy dog named Mrs. Nesbitt that he has recently been reunited with. Mrs. Nesbitt is a 5 going on 6 year old cockapoo

[thekimspoblog]

Me: One of the most important scenes I still need to write for SK is the opening to Ep 6, where Kim tracks down her mom and visits her. Kim says to her mom that she forgives her for the neglect. Kim's mom says that she has nothing to apologize for; she did the best she could as a single parent living paycheck to paycheck. It's an uncomfortable conversation, and the reconciliation goes nothing like Kim had hoped it would, but the point is that if she can let go of the anger at her mother, Kim can let go of her own self-loathing.

It's not explained until 3 episodes later, but this was the moment Kim decided that if she still had time, she wanted a daughter of her own. That even if she can't give her kid a much better childhood than she herself had... her childhood wasn't ALL BAD; maybe there's enough to be worth passing on.

I'm very interested in how Kim's psychological baggage shapes her decisions, and getting more in-touch with her maternal side would be an interesting character study.

Friend: It sure would be a way to take her out of her usual context, as you said being a career focused woman. Would you go with her trying to balance her pregnancy, and eventual... Motherly duties with her career or she would need to leave her career on hold (I dont think she would do this, but you know, just to spin something) and trying not to resent the baby and/or eventually Jimmy himself for "putting" her on that situation? I may be asking something thats already on the fanfic jsjsjs now that I think about it

Me: In my original "Sheepdog" fanfic, there was more exploration of the idea that Kim doesn't really want this baby and how a surprise pregnancy triggers an existential crisis. But that prediction for Season 6 never came true, so "Sheepdog" was just a nightmare Kim had.

"Slippin Kimmy" which is my new story, picks up six years after the events of BCS season 6. So in this timeline, Kim has already been disbarred because of what she did to Howard. Her career is already ruined, so she might as well settle down at this point. Kim is still trying to help poor people, especially homeless women, but without a license to practice, Kim's boss recommends that she shift her focus to lobbying. Eventually, this leads Kim to fall in with a group of progressive evangelicals, and the Church is able to get Jimmy released on house arrest after only six years of his sentence. Impatient to make up for lost time, they get remarried and start trying for a kid.

So to answer your question... Kim's not a lawyer anymore, but she still has a career as an activist. They are able to lie low and just bask in the domestic bliss for nine months, but once Iris is born, the plan is for Kim to go back to work while Jimmy is more than happy to just be a stay-at-home-dad; he's tired and frankly a little agoraphobic at this point. Saving the world is his wife's job now; Jimmy just wants to stay out of trouble.

The joke is that between 2010 and 2016, Kim was still just trying to be a decent, quiet person volunteering in Florida. But after the election, she sort of SNAPPED. Gave up trying to be a moral person when clearly nobody else has been trying, and went back to doing the things that make her happy: chicanery and her jailbird ex. She didn't want to bring a kid like them into this world, when neither she nor Jimmy could ever function comfortably in polite society. But if the country is teetering on the brink of anarchy... actually maybe this is the perfect time to pollute the genepool.

There's definitely a sort of feralness with how I write her: she still tries to solve problems rationally, but she's learned to sometimes just act on instinct. The LAW has no interest in keeping her alive; her nerves and muscles are the only commands she can trust.

[wonwoonlight]

my daisy / chapter 10 (finale) | kim mingyu

➝ CEO!Mingyu x Secretary!Reader

➝ strangers to lovers // single dad!Mingyu // fluff // lighthearted // non idol!au // like pls dont expect any dramas here lol // tiny bit of angst ig

➝ series warning: mentions of sex, no smut but there’s implied sexual activities, insecurity (as always jshbdjhsfshbf am sorry), curses, food, let me know if theres more ^^

➝ word count: 4k

➝ song rec for this particular chapter: EXO - Lucky, Super Junior - No Other (wow, literally my first kpop song lol)

➝ A/N: here bc it's too long sjdhfbjsdhfb

when your cousin asks you to be her substitute at SVT Inc. as she takes her maternity leave, you’re pretty sure this wasn’t what you signed up for.

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If you didn’t have a clear view about the kind of power the Kims has before, you do now.

In the span of three days, they have managed to book a court date for the lawsuit against the poor media company. Mingyu stays true to his words, refusing to personally make an appearance to deny the whole thing and instead simply releases a company statement about how it’s a disgrace to be spreading hoaxes against anyone in SVT Inc. He makes sure to emphasize that it’s a violation against privacy, and he’ll also sue everyone making unfounded comments over his ‘friend’. The message is clear: if anyone dares to pull this kind of stunt against any personnel of SVT Inc. ever again, the company would not hesitate to take every necessary action.

Mingyu has half the mind to buy the media company altogether just so he can close it down himself, but you manage to convince him it would be too much because there are probably still good enough people within the company that doesn’t deserve to be jobless out of nowhere.

“They know better now, okay?” you remind him, softly holding on to his arm. “And you’ve made sure they delete every picture and files regarding that day, which means Lili is safe and that’s all that matters, right?”

“And you too,” he huffs, loosening the cuff of his sleeve. “They had the audacity to ask for a settlement, you know? But I told Seungkwan I want them sued no matter what.”

“You really should treat him one of these days,” you push his shoulder away when he sneakily tries to lean his head down to you. You’re both in his office now, the blinds are shut tight from prying eyes. Still, you’d rather be careful and you never let Mingyu touch even your hands during office hours. Sitting next to him on the sofa in his office is the most you’d give in to him. “He’s been swamped with the lawsuit thing that his workloads are piling up.”

“Already planning on it,” he grins at you, wiggling his eyebrows up and down. You scoff at his childlike tendency, something fond bubbling in your chest at how free he is in front of you. It doesn’t take long for Mingyu to get rid of his usual work persona when it’s just the both of you, he’d whine and he’d beg you to accompany him unwind whenever he could.

That’s about all, though. Even though he whines and complains that he has too many things to do, he does them all perfectly and never once misses a deadline. You guess Mingyu is just glad he can openly whine to you (he used to do it to Jennie too, you find out later on. But not to Seungkwan because he still wants some dignity to himself) and that helps from being too tense from work.

Like a ghost, Seungkwan knocks on his door and his head peeks in the moment Mingyu says he’s welcome to come in. “Oh, okay. I’m glad you two aren’t doing something inappropriate.”

“Boo Seungkwan!” you glare at him, face blazing from whatever the guy is implying. Next to you, Mingyu just laughs without denying whatever implication Seungkwan has in his mind.

He simply shrugs, and then sits down on the sofa across you when Mingyu tells him to do so. Mingyu cracks his neck to the side before he sits straight and links his fingers together, smiling at Seungkwan.

“Thank you so much for taking care of the media situation. I know you have enough work as it is but you took care of this flawlessly nevertheless.”

Seungkwan shrugs, telling him it’s no problem and he’s glad he could help not only as an employee but also as your friend and Mingyu’s.

The boss asks him if there’s anything he’d like to eat or any other form of present he’d like to have. Seungkwan jokingly asks if he needs to eat with you and Mingyu or if he can just use the chance to eat by himself, but when Mingyu seriously tells him he can just take his card and Seungkwan’s free to invite anyone with him, the younger guy immediately shakes his head and says he’d be happy to visit that steak restaurant from two months ago again.

“You know, when I told you to shoot your shot, I didn’t mean for you to end up in a ‘scandal’ with him and his kid,” Seungkwan says once you’re both out of Mingyu’s office.

“Can we not talk about this in the office?” you pout like a kid, though a part of you is just nervous that people would talk if they find out. Mingyu has made sure no one finds out it was you in the picture and, as far as the majority of people know, the girl and the kid in the rumour were simply his childhood friend and her little sister.

He has no idea how the media has somehow got the picture of Gyuri in your arms but not Gyuri getting out of his car.

“It’s fine,” Seungkwan teasingly waves your worry away with a cheeky grin. “Your boyfriend makes sure no one knows it’s you.”

“Seungkwan!” you scream under your breath, hitting his arm.

“Alright, alright. I’ve got reports to finish and presentation to prepare before today ends and I’d appreciate it if you don’t bruise my arm.” His words are playful, but you can tell for sure how tired Seungkwan is from tackling the lawsuit problem himself. Mingyu didn’t let you help him in this case, saying he doesn’t want to risk any of the media people recognizing you at that point.

“’Kay, I’ll help you do the reports,” you pretend to be reluctant when you say it, knowing that Seungkwan gets how grateful you are to him. “Give me the notes and I’ll help you finish them.”

The smile on Seungkwan’s face is too playful that it’s borderline annoying, but when he takes your hand and squeezes it once, he immediately turns sappy and tells you that he’s glad you’re fine and not bothered by the amount of harassment directed to you online.

“Hey, they don’t even know it’s me,” you give him a small smile. “They’re just making up stories, for all I know.”

“Still,” he frowns. “It must’ve been hard to see people calling you gold-digger for being caught on camera with Mingyu.”

“It’ll come sooner or later if I really want to be serious with him,” you shrug nonchalantly. It hurts, if you’re being completely honest. Even though you know they’re all just baseless assumptions and none of them are true, you know this would be the case once people find out someone as ordinary as you are dating the heir of SVT Inc. It almost feels like a teaser to you. “I’ll consider it practice.”

“What a world we live in, huh,” Seungkwan comments, knowing full well that you’re right.

“It’s fine,” you smile genuinely at him. “You’ll help me sue them again if it happens, right?”

Seungkwan grins before telling you he’d beat all of them up for you if that’s what you’re into.

Two weeks later, it’s Saturday and you’re eating lunch with Gyuri and Mingyu in his house. The guy has just gone back from a phone call, grumbling the moment he returns to his seat next to you at the dining table.

“Mom is asking about you again,” Mingyu says, making you choke on your drink. Gyuri pats your arm twice and tells you to drink slowly before she goes back to her apple. “Do you not want to see her?”

“Gyu, we’ve been dating for a month. One. You haven’t even met my friends!” you try to reason, hoping it’ll mask the nervousness in your voice.

“I have, actually.”

“Not as my boyfriend.”

“Well, then, why haven’t I?”

“They’d beat you up, Gyu.” Mingyu raises his eyebrow, but he doesn’t get the chance to answer because you’re already shaking your head at him. “It doesn’t matter that you’re taller than them, your Highness,” you roll your eyes playfully.

“I can take them,” he nods to himself. “I take boxing classes sometimes.”

“Gyu, Soonyoung has a black belt in Taekwondo, Seokmin is almost as buff as you are, and Jihoon is basically Hulk just waiting to pop out.”

Mingyu’s about to retort back when he suddenly frowns, crossing his arm in front of his chest. “Wait, why do they want to beat me up in the first place?”

“Stupid guy friends stuff,” you shrug nonchalantly. “They’ve always wanted to do it once I have a boyfriend. Unfortunately for them, I didn’t get into any serious relationship until now.”

“So we’re serious, huh?” he whispers as he playfully squeezes your thigh under the table, hidden from Gyuri’s eyes. You quickly slap his hand away, but Mingyu isn’t really affected by your glare and just continues to grin.

“Alright, alright,” he chuckles, holding up his arms in the air because your glare doesn’t seem to falter until he does so. “She’s just curious, okay? Gyuri always talks about you. We can take it slow, but I’m just telling you she’s interested in knowing you.”

You nod as you hold back a sigh, trying to focus back on your meal and failing to do so. You look back up at him again when his palm lands on your thigh once more. But this time, his touch is comforting as if he knows what you’re thinking about, promising you there’s no need for you to worry about the whole thing. You often wonder if you’re just that readable or if Mingyu is just that good at detecting your mood.

“No need to be afraid, Daisy,” he gently reassures you, long gone is his playful grin and instead a small, encouraging smile replaces it on his face. “I know that you can’t help being nervous, but trust me when I say you have nothing to be afraid of. She’s nothing like the evil mom in high society dramas.”

You chuckle at the comparison, thanking Mingyu once again for not being tired in reassuring you things are going to be fine. “I know, I know. I’ll meet your Mom if you agree to meet my friends.”

“Deal!” he replies quickly, much to his embarrassment. “I’d be happy to meet Jihoon and Soonyoung again.” Then, after a beat. “And Seokmin too, even though I practically know him first before you.”

You raise your eyebrow in challenge, a smirk blooming into your face at his reassured tone. “You do know Jisoo and Jennie are included?”

“Maybe we should wait a few months before you meet my mom.”

Mingyu would never get bored at the sound of your laughter.

“Daisy, okay?” Gyuri asks when she notices how much you’re fidgeting under her. She’s the only source of your calmness, her weight against your lap calming you down in ways you don’t understand possible.

“Yeah, just a little nervous,” you tangle your fingers in her hair, combing through them softly. “Are you excited to meet the baby?”

“Yes!” she turns to you. “Auntie says Lili now big sister.”

Your heart soothes at her excited smile, and you immediately exhale in relief when your eyes catch the sight of Mingyu still in his dress shirt, making his way to where you and Gyuri are sitting in the waiting area.

It’s somewhere around 3PM when Jaebum has called you in panic, telling you he’s just finished filling in administrations after rushing Jennie to the hospital because her water finally breaks. After hearing the news, Mingyu tells you you’re allowed to get off work early because, evidently, you’re too nervous to be at work since the phone call. He asks you to pick Gyuri up from her daycare on your way, as he knows Gyuri would want to be there and that he’d join you in the hospital after his meeting is done.

You immediately lean into his touch once he sits beside you, his arm goes around your waist the moment he’s close enough to do so. You’ve been doing this a lot these days in front of Gyuri, slowly letting her know that there’s something more between you and her father. So far, she doesn’t really comment on it, but she always insists on holding your hand everytime she catches Mingyu holding the other one.

“How long has she been in there?”

“Not long,” you try to fill him in. “Jennie’s still in her room when I arrived because they’re still waiting for another contraction. When it came, they didn’t wait long to bring her into labor.”

His hand softly rubs your back to remind you to relax before he drops a chaste kiss on top of your head, telling you Jennie and her baby are in good hands. The serene scene doesn’t last long though, as Soonyoung and Seokmin barrels through the waiting room minutes later, Jihoon walking behind them because he really doesn’t know why the two feel the need to run.

“Is she okay?!” Soonyoung asks immediately, and you’re sure he would’ve shaken the answer out of you if not for Gyuri on your lap. “Is the baby here already?!”

“Not yet,” you tell him to sit down on the seat in front of you. The waiting area is pretty empty for some reason, but you’re not going to complain because you’re sure your group of friends would need seats once everyone is present, and everyone will show up because that’s just the kind of people they are. “We might need to wait for an hour or more.”

You’re not finished explaining when Jisoo and Seungcheol come in, Jisoo just as panicked as Soonyoung was which makes you think maybe you’re not that nervous after all.

“The baby’s not here yet, she’s been there for half an hour, and we might need to wait longer,” Mingyu sums it up before Jisoo can even open her mouth.

Your best friend narrows her eyes at him, somewhat annoyed at the way he relays the information on. “Don’t you have meetings to attend, Mr. CEO?”

“Finished for the day,” he shrugs. Seungcheol greets him with a high five, one that Mingyu accepts with his free hand. This makes Jisoo’s eyes flicker to his arm disappearing behind you, his fingers softly grip your waist through the material of your clothes.

“Did you say we need to wait longer?” Jisoo throws the bait, crossing her arms before her chest. Mingyu nods, unaware. Your friend then shares a look with Jihoon, Soonyoung, and Seokmin, nodding to each other as if they have some kind of telepathic ability. “Then you won’t mind if we step out for a while?”

“Do you want to step out?” he asks you instead, unsure if you want to leave just in case Jennie comes out earlier than assumed. But you’re holding back a laugh for reasons that he doesn't seem to understand. “What?”

“I don’t think they want me to step out, Gyu,” you giggle, hugging Gyuri closer to your chest.

Mingyu blinks owlishly, still not getting it until the four of them stand up and signal him to follow them outside. Seungcheol laughs at this, holding up his fist in encouragement. “Good luck, dude. I’ll be here with [Y/N] and Lili.”

He sends you a helpless look, but you simply pat his cheek and scrunch your nose at him, reminding him that indulging them now would mean you meeting his mom sooner than later. This seems to be enough motivation for him, so Mingyu reluctantly stands up, telling Gyuri with a flair of drama that she has to behave well because ‘Papa might not be back for a while’.

“Uncle Cherry, Papa go somewhere?”

“Do you want to see Daisy for long?”

“Yes!” Gyuri enthusiastically answers. “Want see Daisy a lot.”

“Well, Papa is making sure that can happen,” he helpfully supplies. You laugh at his words, well aware that Mingyu is going to do more than that. Your friends can be a lot when they want to be and you’re pretty sure they aren’t going to let Mingyu have it easy just for the sake of it.

“Then Papa try his best,” she nods to herself, and you share another laugh with Seungcheol, despite the fact that you’re a little afraid that they’d scare Mingyu away somehow. Gyuri easily distracts you though, babbling about her day in the daycare and her word of the day.

Mingyu will be fine… right?

That night, you agree with your boyfriend when he suggests you stay in his place instead of back to yours. The day has been long and tomorrow you’re all going to visit Jennie and her baby again, anyway, so might as well just stay at Mingyu’s and go with him tomorrow because his place is closer to the hospital.

That proves to be the wrong choice.

Gyuri is sleeping in your arms when you arrive, but you tell Mingyu it’s fine and you can put Gyuri to her bed when he offers to take her from you. The girl has only fallen asleep for ten minutes top and she seems to be way too tired, you’re worried she’d wake up if she’s being moved around like that.

Naturally, Mingyu tries to open the door so you can step in first, but it opens before he can even reach for the doorknob. Jooyeon’s name is already at the tip of his tongue, but it’s his mom behind the door, a soft ‘Oh my’ out of her mouth when she sees Gyuri soundly asleep in your embrace. You’re so shocked that you’re frozen in place, but she quickly ushers you in because it’s getting late and Gyuri might catch a cold.

Mingyu tells her to wait by the living room as he escorts you to Gyuri’s room as if you’d get lost. You’re both whispering to each other the moment his mom is out of earshot, and you really want to bop Mingyu on the head because of his stupid grin if not for the little angel you’re holding.

“Well, it was you who told me meeting your friends means you’d meet my mom,” he teases you softly once you manage to untangle Gyuri from your body. You’d change her into her pajamas if you could, but the girl is way too sleepy that she immediately succumbs back to sleep the moment her back meets her bed.

You’re at a loss of words, but can’t really blame Mingyu because it’s not like he knows his mom is in Seoul to begin with. You take a deep breath before the last step of the stairs, and Mingyu pulls you for a sweet kiss to calm you down, telling you everything will be fine and he will make sure his mom won’t cross the line. You believe him, but it’s only natural that you’d want to impress your significant other’s family and you don’t know what to expect when her first impression of you is… thatscandal and, the first time she sees you for real, you’re holding her sleeping granddaughter at this hour—in her son’s place at that.

At your hesitation, Mingyu gently grabs your face and pulls you for another kiss. This time longer, because he needs you to stop thinking too far away and he knows you’re always a little disoriented when he kisses you out of nowhere.

“You’ll be fine,” he reassures you. “We’ll be fine.”

And, true to his words, his mom is mostly just curious about Mingyu’s new girlfriend—you. She talks to the both of you over light dinner. Her questions are all well-meaning, and when she asks you what do you parents do for a living, you can tell that she’s just curious in a way that I-want-to-know-more-about-the-girl-that-catches-my-son’s-heart and not I’m-ready-to-judge-you-whatever-your-answer-would-be.

After a while, she excuses herself for bedtime, taking the only available empty room that you’d usually use when you’re sleeping over. Surely, in a house this big his mom should’ve had her own room? But Mingyu says his parents rarely sleep in his house, preferring to stay in their own place in Seoul so the old room that was built for his parents has been turned into Gyuri’s play room a long time ago.

Well, there are two other empty guest rooms. But one of them has the biggest window in all of the rooms here, and the other has a big mirror facing the bed. Simply said, you’re too scared to sleep there by yourself. You half contemplate to just go home, but Mingyu sternly says no because it’s too late already and you can just sleep in his room if you’re afraid to take the other available rooms.

“Come here,” he pats the space beside him the moment you step out of the bathroom, already clad in a shirt and a pair of shorts of your own because you already have spares in his house. “Baby, it’s not like this is the first time we’re sharing a bed.”

“Yes, but usually we’re just taking naps and your mom is most definitely not here,” you mumble, but dutifully sits next to him and plops into his waiting arms.

“What makes it different?” he asks curiously, not really getting it. “But you know it’s still not the first time.”

You frown at him, still not getting it until he’s giving you a pointed look without even saying anything. Oh. “Um, right. I thought we agreed not to bring that up ever again?”

“Huh, did we?” he playfully indulges you. “I thought we had just never talked about it until this very second.”

“Okay, then now I’m telling you we agree not to bring it up ever again.” Mingyu barks out a laugh at this, squishing you further into his embrace which makes you squeal in return. “Mingyu! Stop! I can’t breathe!”

“Are you embarrassed?” he grins annoyingly to get a raise out of you, and the soft touch of his fingertips against your arms suddenly burns in the most pleasing way possible. It’s working very well, if you might say so yourself. “It was pretty good though, wasn’t it?”

“It was just okay at best,” you pretend to be nonchalant, scrunching your nose.

Mingyu gasps dramatically, shaking his head in disbelief at your outrageous lie. “I’m pretty sure the whole floor heard you scre—”

“Kim Mingyu!” you slap his chest again, trying to get out of his embrace even though his strong arms are trapping you in. “I’ll tell Jennie if you don’t let go.”

Mingyu doesn’t really let go, but he reluctantly loosens his arms at the threat. You don’t mind though, because who are you to deny yourself from sleeping in his arms? Also, you’re more tired than you thought you were, it turns out, because it only takes the both of you shifting into a more comfortable position and Mingyu’s fingers threading through your hair for you to fall asleep almost immediately.

“You’re not going to leave me once you’re awake this time though, right, Daisy?” he whispers against your ear, his laughter once again filling the room when you simply decide to jab your fingers where you know he’s ticklish instead of wasting your energy screaming at the guy.

“Am sorry, am sorry,” he finally says, catching your wrists once he’s too tired from laughing. There’s mock annoyance in your face, one that he only finds adorable, if anything. Mingyu pulls you closer to his chest after that, telling you to get some rest because tomorrow’s Saturday.

A comfortable silence falls between the two of you, and Mingyu could’ve sworn he can hear the content hum buzzing in his chest. He looks down at you, falling asleep as seconds go by with the most adorable frown Mingyu has ever seen on someone. How did he get so lucky, really?

“Thank you for giving me a chance, Daisy,” he whispers against your hair, his arms tightening in the subtlest way possible.

“Hm?” You sleepily look up at him, barely even conscious.

“Nothing,” he smiles before he plants a chaste kiss on your forehead. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Night, Gyu.”

“Night, Daisy.”

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HOW THE EVANS WOULD REACT TO YOU BEING PREGNANT

(all the characters that are dead are alive in this bc ghost sperm? i don’t think so. i mean look how micheal ended up.)

WARNINGS: pregnancy? and not proof read

TATE LANGDON

he would be worried at first

i mean you’re both still teenagers and have a lot going on

but he knew you both would make it work and would support you if you deicided to keep the baby or not

he would be super protective of you and your child, barely letting you make food for yourself

he’d say he would want a boy but also secretively hoped for having a little baby princess

he would help you in any way you’d need and you being pregnant would show a whole new side of him that you never thought you would ever see

his darkness and troubles would all go away as soon as you had your baby, knowing that that child was the light

KIT WALKER

(ok so i hate to be that person but in this, Kit doesn’t have Thomas or Julia)

Kit and you have been married for a year and deicided it was time to bring a new addition to your family

You were trying for about two months when you finally got pregnant

You found out when Kit was at work and knew he’d be over the moon to have a baby, your guys baby

You deicided to go out to the store and buy a little onesie to tell Kit, your husband, the good news

It was after you put dinner out and Kit was home that you brought a small yellow box out and gave it to him

Kit was a bit confused but opened it to see the small piece of clothing. He just looked up at you, both of you smiling and went to hug you

That was probably the best and biggest hug he ever gave you

“I’m going to be a father!”

KYLE SPENCER

Tbh Kyle was a bit worried when you told him, you both were

You both were in college and were dating for about two years before you became pregnant

It was a total suprise to you because you both were super careful but yet here you were

Kyle told you he would support you in whatever decision you deicided to make and would be there for you, and he was

If you deicided to keep the baby, Kyle would end up getting another job to support your family to rent an apartment because a baby in a frat house, i don’t think so

He would be even more gentle with you and treat you with anything your heart’s desires

You want Mcdonald’s at 3am? Kyle’s on it.

A massage? Kyle will give it to you

Overall going to be an amazing dad

JIMMY DARLING

When you told Jimmy you were expecting, his first reaction was to swope down to your belly and greet his little one

Jimmy never thought he would ever have kids, he thought no one would ever want to be with him because he was a so on called “freak”

But then you showed up and was never bothered by his hands, and quickly after you both were an item

Jimmy was super afraid his child would end up having his hands or something else, he didn’t want to put that on his child - knowing how people treat “freaks”

You would assure him that even if your child had it, you would both still love them and they would still be a good and kind person

And at the end of the day that’s all that really matters

Jimmy would always kiss your cheek and then your stomach before he got up in the morning

He probably wouldn’t leave your side honestly

10/10 good guy and good dad

JAMES MARCH

plssss i love this gif

You got pregnant around the time James just opened the Hotel Cortez

James and you were married for three years before getting pregnant and you honestly never even talked about having kids

James was a very busy man. Murdering people

His soft side ever rarely came out and it was always to you only, how would he would react?

You were definitely worried telling him, would he shut you out and leave you to deal with this all on your own? You hoped not, you knew he loved you - in his own sort of way

You told him during dinner and his eyes sorta widened for a moment and was silent

“James, are you okay?”

“I’m going to be a father?”

“Yes, yes you are.”

He grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze. Showing you he’s ready for everything to change (in a good way of course)

He would definitely spoil you even more now that you were pregnant

You would have thousands of maternity dresses and millions of baby clothes

I definitely believe he has a breeding kink lmao

He would also insist your baby was a girl. Like no doubt in mind.

Spoiler alert, he was right

KAI ANDERSON

Kai definitely discussed having you have his messiah baby

You always brushed it off saying “later”

Later finally came and here you were pregnant

You knew you would have to eventually tell Kai and you knew his reaction was going to be 50/50

He was a very planned person and if something just came out of the blue, he could definitely overreact to say the least

You end up telling Kai during one of his pinky meeting thingys that I can’t remember the name of

His reaction - like you thought - was very mixed

He just kinda like nodded and got up

But what did suprise you is that he gave you a hug

Kai was even more protective of you and now his child

He wouldn’t let you anywhere near one of his “missions”

Not the most helpful during pregnancy but he did show he cared

He would always have his hand on your stomach and would always help you if you couldn’t do anything like you used to

Definitely wanted a boy, you ended up having to tell him that there’s a 50% chance it could be a girl

RORY MONAHAN

Rory would probably be stoked

I mean you pregnant? he’d love every 9 months of it

He was there when you found out

Definitely became even more energetic than he already is when he saw the two blue lines on the test

He posts about it all over his social media, the public is very excited for baby Monahan

You secretly hoping the child has his red hair

Loves to see your bump grow each week, taking a shit load of photos

You both are very excited to be adding an addition to the family

And it won’t be the last

Rory is planning on having three kids with you, no doubt in mind

Best future father there is

AN: WOW THIS TOOK LIKE A DAY IN A HALF TO DO SO PLS DONT LET THIS FLOP!!!

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[elliesguitarstrings]

Please do a Peter or Tom (you choose which guy) imagine where the reader always feels left out by the gang and the loneliness grows until one day she can’t take it anymore and tries to leave/move out. Peter/Tom find her and when both are confronted, it’s revealed that he and the rest only ignored her because of a rumor that she was just using them and it ends with feelings being confessed and a kiss please

i chose tom for this one bc i don’t get many requests for him!! sorry this is kinda shit because i’m feeling super under the weather from the covid vaccine but i tried my best 😖

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Living with Tom and his friends is a struggle. Not only are you the only girl in the household, but lately they’ve been leaving you out, and it seems like they don’t even want you in the house anymore.

When you first moved in, the boys would include you in their social media, Brother’s Trust events, and group outings. But now, they leave you out of their instagram lives and often go out without you.

This definitely does not go unnoticed by the fans. Over the past few months, you’ve seen rumors speculating that you’ve moved out all over social media. Normally, stupid stuff like this wouldn’t bother you, but the boys have done absolutely nothing to shut them down. In fact, none of them have even addressed it.

You’re eating alone tonight, the third time this week. Ever since covid restrictions were slightly lifted, the boys have been going to the pub almost every night. When you expressed that you still weren’t comfortable with going out, they just went without you, leaving you to spend many nights in the house by yourself.

After three glasses of wine, you’re starting to wonder, maybe you should just move out. The boys obviously don’t want you there and the fans already think you’ve left, so what would the difference really be? You’d miss them, sure, especially Tom, but you’d get over it. You check your phone, seeing that it’s only 10:30 pm. The boys won’t be back for at least another three hours, giving you plenty of time to pack the necessities and leave. You can pick up the rest of your stuff tomorrow night - they’ll most likely be out clubbing again anyways.

You stumble upstairs to your bedroom, grabbing a suitcase and opening it on your bed. You grab enough clothes and toiletries for a few days and quickly stuff them inside along with a few of your valuable items. In your drunken and flustered state, you don’t hear the front door open or Tom walking upstairs.

“Hey I heard you crying, is everything okay up here... what the fuck?” You spin around to see Tom at your door.

“Tom? What are you doing back so early? Where’s everyone else?”

“Harry, Harrison, and Tuwaine are still at the pub, I forgot my wallet and I promised to pay tonight, so I came back here to pick it up.”

Before he can ask any questions about you, you slur, “You’re drunk, you shouldn’t be driving.”

“Designated driver, I haven’t had anything to drink.” Tom comments, “Can’t say the same for you though huh?” he looks worried.

You sigh, “Whatever. Can you just get your wallet and leave so I can get back to packing?” Shit. Why did you just say that?

“Packing? Why are you packing?”

Fuck it. You were planning on having a civil conversation about this when you were sober, but Tom’s here now, so why not? “I’m packing because I’m moving out. None of you guys want me here, and you always leave me out, so I’m leaving.”

Tom, being the sober one, tries to reason with you. “Y/N, of course we want you here! Why in the world would you think we wouldn’t?”

You start to raise your voice, “Because Tom, none of you ever invite me to shit, you always leave me out of your instagram posts and stories, and half the time you act like I don’t even live here! Plus, the fans think I’ve already moved out, so I’m just fulfilling their wishes!”

Tom sighs, obviously distressed, “Y/N, you can’t leave, you’ve gotta stay here. Please?”

“Why? Why should I Tom? Why shouldn’t I just pack up my stuff right now and leave?”

“Because I fucking love you!” Tom screams.

Your tone lowers to almost a whisper, his confession practically sobering you up, “You what?”

You and Tom have been close ever since his old makeup artist went on maternity leave, you replacing her. There’s always been something between you two, like subtle touches and playful flirting, but you never thought that your feelings would be reciprocated.

Tom buries his face in his face in his hands, “Shit, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I just really need you to stay here, but now I’ve ruined everything and you’re definitely going to leave-”

You step closer and take his hands in yours, shutting him up by pressing your lips onto his soft ones. “I love you too.” you say quietly.

“I’m sorry for leaving you out,” he starts, his hands still intertwined with yours, “It really wasn’t our intention. We just saw a bunch of rumors saying that you were using us for money and shit, and obviously we know that’s not true. But we thought it would be better to get you out of the spotlight so the rumors would go away, or at least some of them would.”

“Tom, why didn’t you tell me? We could have all sorted it out together and we could have avoided this mess.”

He looks down, “I know, I’m sorry, we just didn’t want to worry you or anything. It was stupid.”

“It’s okay Tom. I know now, and it was a good effort. It’s actually really sweet that you thought to protect me like that.” you smile.

“Does that mean you’ll stay?” he grins cheekily.

You grin, “Depends, did you only say you love me just so I wouldn’t leave?”

Tom’s eyes immediately widen, “No, no, oh my god no! I’ve loved you for like, three years now, I-”

You shut him up with another kiss, this one longer. “Calm down, it was a joke. I know you love me, and I love you. I’m not going anywhere.”

[poodlejoonas]

Dad!BC AU - the moms

So wow-ihateithere and I (because for some reason Tumblr won’t let me directly @ you) have been tossing out so many amazing ideas for the BC dad AU lately that we’ve thought of pretty much every scenario under the sun. One idea I’d like to throw in here is the group that is the moms who make up their own personal wolfpack. Since they’ll be brought in as stand-alone characters soon, it would be better to have a basic introduction for each and how they know/interact with each other.

(Under the read-more for length)

Joel - Emilia (”Millie”) Hokka - The absolute baddest bitch you will meet on this planet. She's a 5′1″ sweetheart, but if you lay a single finger on her kid, her husband, her BC brothers and sisters, or any of her nieces and nephews, she will become the human embodiment of that one line from “Wolfpack.” You know the one. She’s gone viral before for Joel needing to hold her back from fighting the mom of a kid who’s bullying Enkka at school, and literally watching this tiny woman become a human hurricane at the drop of a hat was enough for this kid to immediately leave him alone. From then on, kids at school know not to come after Viktor Hokka because his mom doesn’t play around. Why would she? After all, she dedicated 18 months of her life to trying to become a mom, and anyone who dares to come after her baby needs a running start to get away from her.

Sometimes even Joel has to hold her back from doing something she probably should regret but wouldn’t if it involved her family. He knows better than to cross a line with her. Then there are other times when they work together to be the shadiest power couple on earth, like when Aleksi’s ex-girlfriend Laila slanders him in the media for talking about taking custody of their son from her. If Joel comes home pissed about something, she’s the first one to jump on board with whatever plan he has to get his point across. She would totally have a stan account on Instagram dedicated to her called “milliehokkasupremacy”. And Joel loves his wife so much that he would eat every bit of this shit up. When she tells someone off, he writes down what she says and turns it into the lyrics of Blind Channel’s next single.

In short, Millie Hokka is 100 percent That Bitch™.

Bonus bit because this idea made me laugh: (in the comments section of a post slandering BC) @milliehokka: Bitch you better take this shit down before I puncture your fucking tires @joelhokka: She's my better half ❤️

Joonas - Kirsten Porko - Kirsten’s one of the quiet BC moms, and a hell of a lot more tame than Millie. But she has her shining moments every now and then, like when she was wondering why Millie took Joel with her knowing that she could’ve easily beaten that bully’s mom’s ass without him. She has the patience of a saint, being married to Joonas and raising two (soon to be three) kids with him. But she adores every minute of their chaotic little family. Since Sohvi was the first of the BC kids, the guys were quick to show up in support of her and Joonas. She was also pretty lonely until the others started dating their wives, and she was more than happy to have more friends to bond with.

She does the most to mother the rest of the kids when they need it. They love to come to their house because Kirsten will have a fresh pan of cookies ready for them. They also like hanging out with Joonas, but Kirsten is a fun aunt on her own. She’s typically the first to show up when one of the other moms tosses out a cry for help in taking care of their kids, especially when they’re newborns and the guys are away on tour. Kirsten’s total aesthetic is the absolute opposite of Joonas’s: she’s bubbly and wears nothing but pastel dresses and soft fabrics. A lot of people wonder what a “nice girl” like her is doing with a punk rocker like Joonas, until you see them interact and know that they’re crazy in love with each other and their kids. She’s the unassuming type, but she loves pranks as much as her husband and kids; she’ll play along whenever there’s a really good one and sometimes she can totally outdo them.

Niko - Jenna Moilanen - Jenna is Millie’s co-conspirator and partner-in-crime. If Millie needs someone to back her up and Joel’s trying to talk her out of whatever she’s thinking about doing, Jenna is the first to show up on the scene. She’s very much Niko’s type - she has just as many tattoos as him, several piercings, and hair that changes color depending on her mood. She’s naturally a blonde but you almost never see her as one. A lot of people tend to pass judgement on her abilities as a mom based on her appearance, but both of her and Niko’s kids adore her (especially their daughter Lahja) and they grow up happy with their loving parents. She’s a fantastic cook and works as a head chef at a five-star steakhouse, and she’s always willing to come home and cook for her family as well. She and Millie are the two shortest of the group, and it’s hilarious because they are both absolute spitfires.

Jenna has the best intuition when it comes to deciding who is trustworthy and who isn’t. There’s no “leader” in the group, but most of the others trust Jenna when someone gives her a bad feeling. She would be the one to raise the alarm on Laila years before she and Aleksi ever break up, and Laila would find the absolute worst way to end up on Jenna’s shit list. In her time with the group, Laila does nothing to help take care of the rest of the kids or try to fit in with the group. One day, when Leevi cries because he needs something, Jenna spots an annoyed expression out of the corner of her eye coming from Laila. It takes an intervention from God to stop Jenna from ripping her apart on the scene. The most important thing to note about Jenna: she calls her closest friends “bitch” affectionately. The moment it stops being affectionate, there’s no turning back.

Olli - Kaarina Matela - The quietest and calmest of the BC moms. She perfectly matches her husband’s energies, which is why they parent their daughters so well. She was definitely more calm than him on the day they learned they were having twins, and still is to this day. When he was panicking about their pregnancy scare, she was still managing to stay collected somehow (but just as relieved as he was). She’s very much like a suburban soccer mom type, but far from being a Karen because she’s aggressively kind to everyone around her, including hardworking people. And Olli just adores her so much, sometimes he doubts if he even deserves her. She’s always the first to remind him that there’s no one else she would rather be with.

Kaarina is the arts and crafts kind of aunt. During the summer, she likes to have the kids come over for day camp style hangout sessions where they mix in time outside with craft activities. She’s the reason why Olli’s stage outfits have been so cool lately, because she’s got a perfect eye for colors and is super skilled at hand-stitching patches. If the kids need anything repaired, they’ll know to go to Aunt Rina first because she’ll either make it as good as new, or turn it into some sick artwork. All the moms get along but she and Kirsten vibe together the best. They get together and plan the summer activities for the kids, which involve Rina planning the crafts and Kirsten baking for, and with, them.

Tommi - Marja Lalli - Marja is unique in her position as a BC mom because she joined the group when her son Miikka from a previous relationship was already almost 4. For a brief time, she was worried about herself and Miikka feeling left out of the group dynamic that was already there, but they were so quick to invite her in as one of them. A lot of it had to do with her being friends with Jenna since elementary school, and Jenna knew that the sisterhood would be more than happy to accept her. She and Niko help set her up with Tommi because they both know he would love her and accept Miikka as his own. She’s chill and reserved, but she’s still a ton of fun to be around. Along with Kaarina and Kirsten, she’s one of the level-headed moms and is typically the voice of reason for a lot of things (especially when it comes to trying to contain Millie and Jenna’s tempers).

The rest of the moms were thrilled when she told them she was pregnant with Anna, but constantly concerned and fretting over her when she was on occasional bed rest. If Tommi couldn’t be with her, it was one of them coming over to help take care of her and Miikka. Marja’s health showed the caring side of the sisterhood of the BC moms, how they are willing to take care of each other in sickness as well as celebrating the good times and defending each other from drama. Even months after Anna is born, they still come over from time to time to see if there’s any way they can help.

Aleksi - Laila Pekkanen (later on, marries Hanna Kaunisvesi) - So this one is a bit complicated. For about three years, Aleksi was in a high-profile relationship with Laila Pekkanen, a producer who worked with him on a solo single before joining BC. They meet again a couple years later and begin a relationship that last for about three years. But it was far from loving, as they were just in general not good for each other. A few weeks after their break-up, Laila calls Aleksi while he’s in the studio to break the news to him that she’s pregnant, which sends Aleksi into total emotional turmoil because he thought they were being careful. Of all the guys, he’s the most careful with avoiding this kind of thing, but it was her who missed one too many days of her birth control. They’re barely on speaking terms, but they agree to try to stay cordial until Aleksi can take full custody of the child himself. She admits to having no maternal instinct and wants nothing to do with the baby.

Here’s where it gets messy. Aleksi finally decides to break his silence on the matter and announces via Instagram that he will be a father and raise his son on his own. He does his best to tell his side of the story without dragging Laila down. But she takes it personally and goes on the radio to try to attack Aleksi, feeling like she’s being treated like a villain and a bad person for giving up her child. She feels like she’s being “exposed” in thinking that Aleksi publicly acknowledging their son’s existence would ruin her career, because she’d been trying everything possible to cover it up. It becomes a major feud between her and her team, and Aleksi and the BC team, but more industry people can back him up as a stand-up guy than they can come to her defense. She nearly ends up having Noah prematurely, and yet Aleksi still shows up in support, more so for their son than for her. When Noah is born months later, she refuses to hold him and immediately cuts off all contact with Aleksi. 

Aleksi raises Noah alone and learns to support his son when he’s later diagnosed on the autism spectrum. Noah is semi-verbal and partially communicates with sign language. He uses sign in situations when he meets a stranger, and Aleksi respects his intuition when someone makes him uncomfortable. Noah has separation anxiety from losing his mom at a young age, so Aleksi refuses to date for years because he doesn’t want to bring a revolving door of strangers around him. But then he meets Hanna, who makes an almost instant connection with him. He’s hesitant to make a decision about a long-term relationship with her until he sees how well she works with Noah. She’s one of the first people he opens up to - mostly because of her experience as a child psychologist - but the moment that seals the deal is when Noah calls her “mom” for the first time (in sign to his cousins). Fans and people he works with can’t help but notice that Aleksi is so much happier with Hanna than Laila. And as much as he would like to have a baby with her, he’s happy having Noah and wants to invest his energy into ensuring his happiness. But Hanna understands, because she’s an angel and only wants the best for her family.

[fweasleyswhore]

F.W. Who We Are

Chapter Two: Your Least Favorite Color

Chapter One

a/n chapter two my lovlies!! i rlly wanted to pump this out p fast bc ive been having so much fun with it and i hope you are too!

summary: fred and george tell you their plan for their prank. fluff with a pinch of angst.

word count: 3k

warnings: some touching??? uncomfy situation??

tags: @you-make-children-cry @levylovegood @bohemianspacebabe

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“Snape’s least favorite color?” I laughed out. “I think you mean, like, any color. I mean has he ever worn anything that isn’t black?”

I was now seated in a small semblance of a circle on the floor of the Gryffindor common room, Fred and George in front of me. It was most definitely past curfew but because tomorrow was Saturday I really didn’t care, the time was the last thing on my mind. The most present thought I had was how the hell Fred and George were going to change the color of all the cauldrons in Snape's room and get away with it. 

“Well, now that you bring it up, I do believe I saw him in robes that looked rather navy instead of black.” George pondered, looking up to the ceiling and tapping his chin as if he was deep in thought. 

“Oh bug off!” I laughed and smacked him on the arm. He looked at his arm with wide eyes, his smile gone. Before I could ask if I was too forceful he was pretending to cry, a little too loud than he should’ve considering it was well past 12 and I am technically trespassing. None of us cared though or even thought to care as we watched George grasp onto his brother’s arms like it was the last thing he would ever do. 

“I-I don’t want to die Freddie.” He whispered. His grip tightened onto his brother as he spoke again. “Freddie, I…” He then let out a loud, fake sob. “There’s so much I haven’t done.” He dropped his head and shook it. I rolled my eyes, how long was he going to keep this up? 

Fred brought his hands up to cradle his brother’s head. “It’s ok George, you can let go, it’s ok.” He looked into his brother’s eyes tearfully, “I’ll help you…”

Before George could react Fred lifted one of his hands and swiftly flicked him on the forehead. George let out a loud groan and spasmed a bit in Fred’s arms, I watched with narrowed eyes as he seized up and shook. 

“You look more like a fish out of water than a dying man,” I said smugly. George rose up and fixed his hair. He looked over to me with a glare and his tongue out. I laughed fully, the situation and everything, as well as some sleep deprivation, catching up on me. I threw my head back, clutched my stomach, and rolled around for what felt like hours. Once I had started I couldn’t stop. 

“I didn’t think it was that funny,” George whispered to Fred. “Maybe we have finally broken her?”

“Maybe…” Was all Fred was able to say back, too caught up with the beautiful girl in front of her to even fully process George's words. 

Finally calming down due to the sharp pain building up in my stomach from laughing so hard, I painfully pushed myself to sit up straight. Leaning on the couch behind me I tried to catch my breath while gripping my stomach. I could feel my face was flushed, my hair was a mess but I couldn’t care. Although the pain that coursed through my body, I was still smiling, looking at the two boys in front of me. Focusing on George I saw that he looked at me with a look of disbelief and amusement, rolling my eyes at him I focussed on Fred ready to be met with the same expression. 

What I was met with nearly made me roll over again. 

The way he looked at me made the rest of the world evaporate. I lost my breath. He smiled at me, but it wasn’t amused or disbelieving like George, he smiled at me with pure content, like watching me writhing around on the floor was the best use of his time. His eyes flickered with something, his usual gleam of mischief no longer evident but what was currently being held I couldn’t decipher. My whole face flushed even more if that was possible, I was praying in my head he didn’t notice it. I diverted my eyes from his gaze, trying to hide my red face as I adjusted into the position I held before I broke out in laughter. 

“Maybe red?” I tried to steer the conversation back to its previous topic, my voice quivered, making me cringe and I hope that the boys didn’t notice or just wrote it off. 

“If we make them red he will know a Gryffindor did it, that’s the equivalent of a murderer leaving a ransom note with his name on it.” George retorted. I sighed, relieved he didn’t say anything. Bringing my gaze up to meet theirs I looked between them, they were both staring at the floor, obviously lost in thought. I brought my gaze to the fire behind them. I pulled my lip in between my teeth trying to focus on a specific color that would make the blood drain from Snape’s face. 

Snape was the head of the Slytherin house, and though that relation, I absolutely despised him. He was terribly rude to Gryffindors for no bloody reason, being that my friends mostly consisted of Gryffindors, he was terribly rude to me as well. He never took points away from me specifically, knowing it would reflect badly on him, but he took the absolute piss out of any Gryffindor around, often even subjected me to long detentions for minor offenses. I have to watch my step around him, even my breathing could set him off, send a nasty glare, or even grade my way. Being a Slytherin though, there was not much I could do about it except accept it, and that made my blood boil under the surface. 

“Perhaps,” I started, my gaze was still trained on the dancing fire behind the boy. “Hot pink would suffice?” 

Lifting my gaze from the fire I glanced between the two. 

“Wicked.” They said in unison. They had these stupid grins on their faces that made me giggle. 

The rest of the night was spent actually completing the plan, or trying to and getting distracted. The day before we leave for Christmas break we would sneak into his room, Fred and George would hide in the back of the room while I waited for Snape to arrive. I would ask him to help me find a book in the library about potion making because “I had really been struggling this past year in his class”. Total lie, I knew what I was doing Snape just hated to give me the grade I deserved. 

Considering Mrs. Pince was on maternity leave he would have no option but to say yes. The boys would hex the cauldrons then run back to the Gryffindor common room where Harry and Ron were ready to provide an alibi. It flowed well, the potions section of the library was in the back and far up, Ron and Harry were more than happy to take the piss out of Snape, and Snape knew that because I was in his house I would never do anything directly against him for fear of being expelled. 

Although I knew there would be no evidence for Snape to use against me I was still quite nervous but the thought of the shit eating grins it would provide the twins gave me enough courage to agree. They always made me happy, it was only fair I do the same for them. 

Once it was mildly solidified in our brains we let the conversation drift, topics from quidditch to the worst animal to transfigure as filled up what should’ve been a quite common room at that hour, and never once did I feel bored.  

-

The feeling of someone shaking my shoulders brought me back to reality. I opened my eyes to a rather bright and blurry mess of red around me, quickly shutting them again I groaned, swatting at my attacker. My lazy attempts fell short never actually hitting anyone. 

“That was lame.” Hermione laughed. 

I opened one eye to glare at her. “Considering I was blind I think they were ferocious.” I shot back. 

She laughed again. “Well I don’t know how late you stayed up, but it’s quarter to 9. Breakfast ends at 10.”

“I have so much time, why must you hurt me ‘Mione?” I huffed running a hand down my face. 

“Because Saturday is blueberry pancake day!” She said half singing. “Also I figured you would want to shower and get ready before we go to Hogsmede.” I groaned again but I knew she was right. I threw my hands over my face and rubbed my eyes before opening them, this time the brightness nor the redness of the room affected me. 

“What would I do without you?” I asked sitting up. Now in a seated position I could see my surroundings. I was laying longways on the couch, a robe sprawled over me like a makeshift blanket. Hermione stood behind me, her hands rested on the armrest that my head was just against.

“Probably dead, due to these two.” I couldn’t see her but I knew she was talking about the twins. I turned my head around and smiled at her. 

Squinting around the common room I could see George curled up in a loveseat by the fireplace, he sat sideways, his head against the back of the chair while his arms hugged one of his legs tightly to his chest, his other leg was thrown over the armrest. I giggled at the sight of him in such an unnatural position, it could not be comfortable with his long limbs. I searched the room for Fred. He wasn't in the other seats by the fireplace or the other couch pushed against the wall. 

My heart plunged into my stomach at the thought that he went up to his dorm, I wasn’t completely sure why it hurt me so much. It made sense for him to have left, but part of me just felt pained at the fact that George stayed and not him. Of course I liked George but not in the way I liked Fred. George was like a brother to me, he was a best friend. Fred was something more than that, not that he knew, I would never admit it to him much less our friends, but that didn’t stop the longing I felt for him, hoping that he felt the same way too. 

Finally I found him and all the doubts I had before were void upon seeing him. He laid on his stomach on the floor next to the couch. One arm under the pillow supporting his head that was facing me and the other thrown across the floor. He didn’t have a blanket on him and his robe wasn’t in sight. His hair was slightly brushed in his face and I had to refrain from leaning down and brushing it out of his eyes. I let out a small laugh realizing he was using the pillow that I threw at George the night before. 

Turning around again to Hermione I spoke again. “You’re completely right.” She rolled her eyes with a smile before exiting the common room muttering something about the work she needed to do that day. 

I stretched and readjusted, pulling my legs to my chest while figuring the best way to get up without disturbing Fred. I balled up the robe that was laid across me, still trying to figure out how to navigate my way out of the common room. 

There was a small space near his arm on the floor, taking it as my best shot to then jump around him. I carefully placed my foot down, making sure not to step on him. Shifting my weight onto that foot I began to move my other leg to go around his back. 

Slowly crouching to get some momentum I jumped, but before my foot could even leave the ground a strong arm grabbed my ankle. Taken by surprise I let out a small shriek before falling onto the couch and then sliding onto the floor. 

I was met with Fred, smirking at me with half lidded eyes. 

“Trying to sneak off with my robe are you?” He said smugly. His voice was deeper and raspier than it usually was and had an immediate effect on my body, my legs weakened and my face burned. I was thanking Merlin I was already sitting and flushed from the fall.

“What are you on about Weasley.” I whisper-yell at him. 

He released my ankle, something I hadn’t even noticed he was still holding until I felt uncharacteristically cold where his touch had been only moments ago. He used his now free hand to point at the balled up robes in my arms. 

“You did not just make me fall on my arse only to accuse me of stealing my robes!” I whisper yelled again, although a tad louder than last time. 

He cocked an eyebrow at me. “Your robes? I wasn’t aware we had joint custody over my clothing Y/L/N, but since you want them so bad I suppose you can keep them, red looks good on you by the way.” He shot me a wink at the end of his remark. His confidence and cockiness just upset me further. Although he was unnervingly annoying I couldn’t help the grin that split onto my face at his own stupidity. 

I rolled my eyes and unbunched the robes to show him the green that adorned them, but once they were unrolled I saw the red fabric. My eyes shot wide open, I could feel my eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. 

“But…” I couldn’t even form a whole sentence, this didn’t make sense. “You hexxed my robes!” I shot at him. It was the only logical conclusion I had come up to that he had planned this. 

The laugh he was holding back erupted from his mouth. His morning voice made it much deeper than his actual laugh. The rings of his laughter normally made my body hot but this was a whole new level. 

He didn’t say anything, just brought his hand up to my collar and tugged. Looking down I saw that I was still wearing my robes. Never took them off. 

I groaned and threw my face into my hands which only made him laugh harder. He peeled my hands away from my face and held them in his much larger ones. “I would never hex your clothes,” I could feel my face heat up at his words, the genuine tone and the lower octave of his voice sent shockwaves through my whole system. “At least not red, I’d make them purple!” He stuck his tongue out at me and I playfully swatted his shoulder. He knew that was my least favorite color. 

I stood up and threw his robes at his face. “See you in the Great Hall.” And with that I grabbed my shoes and walked out as quickly as possible. I could hear him still laughing as I got to the portrait hole but kept going trying to calm down and get the flush off my face, both from our proximity and embarrassment. 

-

I had thrown on my favorite muggle outfit. Going to Hogsmede was a tradition but the excitement was still there which qualified for a little dressing up. It wasn’t anything special, just plain light wash jeans, a white turtleneck and an oversized orange button up I managed to steal from the twins. All pulled together with a little accessorizing I thought I looked rather good. 

Walking out of my dorm and into the Slytherin common room there was an evident pep in my step. I was happy but a fool wouldn’t be. Stepping towards the exit of the common room someone just had to ruin my fun. 

“Not going out with the Weasels again are you Y/L/N?” Draco drawls. Turning I see him snickering with Crabbe and Goyle before standing and waltzing up to me, arrogant as ever. 

“What is it to you Malfoy?” I spit at him. I was not going to let him ruin today. 

“Well you got so pretty today, Weasleys do not know how to appreciate such expensive things, they can’t afford them, how would they know how to? You deserve someone who knows how and can express their appreciation in equally expensive ways.” He laughed out. He lifted his hand to caress my cheek. His touch made me cringe, his hands were cold and his demeanor was uninviting. Everything about him made me recoil. 

I grabbed his wrist and threw his hand down. “I hope you don’t mean someone like yourself Malfoy. I’m not sure how you even know how to use a hand like that, it looks as though it hasn’t done a day of work in its life. Is that something you are really proud of?” I threw my words at him like daggers. Steam rolling off of me. I could see him change under my glare, his confidence shrank and his anger grew, his relaxed expression was soon replaced by his snarl he adorned everywhere Harry was near, his back stiffened and his fists balled up. 

“Never, touch me again Malfoy.” I turned on my heel and stormed out. Before reaching the exit I thought of something though. 

“Future advice,” I turned again so I was facing him. He hadn’t moved and still looked at me venomously as before. He lifted an eyebrow at my comment, urging me to go on. “Money can’t buy consent.” 

His face darkened and I had to turn quickly to stop myself from all out laughing at him. I’m sure that if I stayed I could have watched him have his temper tantrum but frankly I wasn’t interested. My interest laid with the redhead waiting for me at the doors of the Great Hall. The same one who smiled at me as I walked up to him and poured my juice for me when we sat down. Fred Weasley had me totally, inconceivably, and utterly smitten, and I was completely ok with it. The harder I fell the sweeter it would feel when he caught me. 

Or I hoped. 

[greenbergsays]

Why would it invite an argument if the hole needs to be hidden and it is your room?

So, here’s the thing, right.

On the surface, you would be correct: it’s my room and I should be and am technically allowed to do whatever I want with it.

But Peggy Carter said it best when she said, “Compromise where you can. Where you can't, don't.”

I live in my maternal grandmother’s house, but we’re essentially roommates. Neither of us can afford to live on our own. For reasons I’m not willing to discuss, we also take care of my 15 year old nephew. That’s our little household.

Even though it’s just the three of us, my mom helps out tremendously. She pays for my nephew’s phone, my grandmother’s phone, and she pays our cable bill, because even with us combining households, we don’t have enough money collectively for all of that.

When you hear the phrase “it takes a village,” you should very much think of my family. We are a village of Helping Where We Can.

On top of my mom helping me, my grandmother does things for me that normal roommates wouldn’t: she cooks for me, she cleans our entire house while I’m at work, and she goes into my room, makes my bed, does my laundry. The only thing I have to do normally is put away my clothes when I get home from work, because she’s taken care of everything else while I’m working.

She doesn’t have to do those things for me. I’ve told her not to do those things!

“Don’t worry about my stuff,” I tell her all the time. “I can do it and I will do it.”

I just normally don’t have time to do most of the things until the weekend. She does them, anyways, because she loves me.

In a perfect world, it shouldn’t matter that I’m queer. But we don’t live in a perfect world, and while both my mom and my maternal grandmother spoil me in many ways, this is not something they’re okay with. I’ve known that my whole life, and I’ve made peace with it. They’re both Witnesses, they believe in the Bible in a way that I don’t, and to them, being anything but heterosexual is wrong.

The ace flag in my room would make my grandmother uncomfortable, and with everything she does for me, it would feel disrespectful to do something that makes her feel like that. I don’t want to make her feel uncomfortable in her own home anymore than I want her to make me feel that way.

I’ve never outright told them, and I don’t really plan on telling them, because I don’t plan on dating anyone. If I end up in a same sex relationship, then yeah, I’ll address it. Until then, I’m a superhero with a secret identity.

And y’know what? That’s fine. This is something that I can compromise on. This is something I don’t mind compromising on, because at the end of the day, I don’t have to fly an ace flag in my room to still be ace. 

I can put it in my car--a space that isn’t communal bc I drive a tiny lil Hyundai Veloster and no one is ever in my car but me--and still be happy.

I have a tattoo of the ace colors on my wrist, I’m not hiding who I am. But I’m also not going out of my way to cause arguments with people who help me every day of my life.

I don’t mind compromising on my bedroom, because there are things that I can’t and won’t compromise on when it comes to my mom and my grandmother and I’d rather save my energy for those battles rather than this little one.