#please living in a house with 9 other people in a house meant for 5 max has me clawing at the walls of my brain

[pumpkin-cake]

begging for ANYTHING fix it related for the most recent season !!!

five x reader and they are married?? it would be nice if the reader had a more relaxed job in comparison to five in the CIA (the reader used to also work for the commission but wanted a calm life)

like maybe working in a daycare or flower shop?

i’m honestly begging for anything sweet please if you’ve got the time !

THIS HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD. YES, I WILL WRITE THIS FOR YOU <3 I ALSO HATE THE WAY THEY CHARACTERIZED FIVE IN THE NEW SEASON. This will be very domestic :3 And it's been a while since I've written Five, I hope he's not too out of character, let me know if you have any pointers :3

The door to your apartment creaks open and heavy footsteps enter, the jangling sounds of house keys hitting the ceramic bowl reaching your ears with a sigh following.

"Good evening, Jerome." You coo.

"I did not pick that name, quit calling me it." Five huffs as he shrugs off his suit jacket, entering the living room. He looked tired, but he was okay with that. He didn't want to settle for some repetitive job he'd be bored as hell at. Even if they gave him stupid aliases like Jerome.

"You could have at least asked. That's embarrassing, telling people your name is Jerome. What about...Ethan? Or even something that's close to Five. Like, Finn, or something." You answered with a chuckle, while Five crumpled on the couch next to you.

"There isn't any point. It's not like you need to go around calling me that name." He said, taking off his tie and laying it across the arm of the sofa. "Anyway, how was work?" He asked, taking off his brown Oxfords and laying them nearby but out of the main walkway. He reached over to the stack of papers on the coffee table and looked at the first page. "Jesus, this is the sloppiest handwriting I've ever seen."

"Ah yes, because children who still have shitty motor skills are going to be writing in perfect print. That's why they only have to write their names, not write full-fledged essays." You said sarcastically, plucking the piece of paper from his hands. You looked over the assignment your kindergarteners were given. The instructions were to count the different types of bugs on the paper. There were no more than 9 of each bug. 4 butterflies, 7 caterpillars, 1 beetle, 8 spiders.

"I was never that dumb." Five said a little snarkily, pointing to the answer spot that said there were only 5 caterpillars.

"Don't be such a prick." You huffed, getting out a blue pen. You didn't like to use red, too harsh. You circled each answer wrong, not making any corrections.

"How are you even meant to teach them this? It's basic counting." Five asked, sort of actually curious.

"We'll just go over it in class tomorrow. Everyone will count together."

"Then what's the point of the homework?"

You groaned. "We are not having this conversation anymore, old man." You pulled out a pack of stickers, putting one on each sheet of paper.

"You're just as old." He countered with a smirk, leaving you to roll your eyes and continue 'grading' the papers. He did shut up and drop the subject, letting his hand stray to your hand that wasn't busy grading papers. He wasn't ever one for physical affection in the past, but ever since getting to this place? He was more lenient. He was never hanging off of you, but his touches were gentler. Each contact of skin was a small way of saying 'I love you', because it was hard to say it out loud after years of isolation.

The biggest way of him saying he loved you was twisting the ring that nicely fit on your finger like he was doing right now. Like he was making sure you were aware of its presence and meaning.

You finished the papers in less than five minutes. You did not envy the fourth-grade teachers who had actual homework to grade. "Your dinner is in the fridge." You told him, taking his other hand and playing with the black band that adorned his ring finger.

"Not hungry." He said shortly, like he was offended you'd ever assume he wanted to do something aside from this. He wouldn't ever say that out loud, of course.

"It's sushi. Made by yours truly." You added, holding back a chuckle when he sucked in a deep breath, very torn between the options. It was weird, able to sit and think about something. He wasn't rushing home to eat and go to bed, he got to do domestic shit with you and fuck did he love it.

"..." Five stayed silent like a brooding teenager.

"I'll come with you." You reasoned, and he reluctantly sat up. You smiled and got up with him, the two of you traversing to the kitchen. He opened the door to the fridge and grabbed the small Tupperware of delicious looking sushi. You were not a fan of Commission cafeteria food, and you took pride in buying the best ingredients for you and your spouse. You were already grabbing him a pair of chopsticks, sitting with him at the kitchen island.

"...thanks." He said after eating a roll. He was stubborn, but he really did appreciate you taking the time to make more for him when he got home late. It was so nice to come home to a homemade meal. It reminded him of Grace.

"Of course, honey." You smiled, sitting in silence while he ate. He savored every moment. After being in the apocalypse for forty years, he really grew to appreciate the things he didn't have. He swore he would never take this life for granted.

He never questioned why, because the whole reason was sitting right next to him.

[ewanmitchellconnoisseur]

"Mɪᴛᴄʜᴇʟʟ Esᴛᴀᴛᴇs" - Mᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

Divders (In each Chapter) by @firefly-graphics & @cafekitsune

Hello! This is the Masterlist page for my 17-part Ewanverse Series titled: Mitchell Apartments! This series includes 11 of Ewan's most prominent characters and does take place in the modern world!

Summary: You manage to finally get an apartment, the rent isn't cheap and you know you'll have to overwork yourself to afford it but you have no other choice. You can't go home and you can't afford to go anywhere else. It's quiet and lonely in the beginning but you soon make some connections with the other tenants, and you manage to get yourself into some trouble too.

Can you survive living in this new area? Or will you be packing up and moving before the year's up? What could go wrong? They just want to be friendly.

Fandom(s): House of The Dragon, Salad Days, Grantchester, The Halycon, Fire, World on Fire, Saltburn, The Las Kingdom, Trigger Point, High Life, and Doctors

Warnings: These fics will include dubcon, manipulation, & violence More specific warnings will be added to individual chapters! 18+ only fic!

If you wish to be added to the taglist please comment on this!

Chapter 1: "Moving In"

Chapter 2: "Bitter" (Will x Reader)

Chapter 3: "Babysitter" (03/16)

Chapter 4: "Gentle" (Jack x Reader) (TBD)

Chapter 5: "Confident" (Billy Washington x Reader) (TBD)

Chapter 6: "Trouble in Paradise" (TBD)

Chapter 7: "Filthy" (Abraham x Reader) (TBD)

Chapter 8: "Good Boy" (Osferth x Reader) (TBD)

Chapter 9: "New Beginning" (TBD)

Chapter 10: "Date Night" (Tom Bennett x Reader) (TBD)

Chapter 11: "Good Neighbor" (Aemond Targaryen x Reader) (TBD)

Chapter 12: "Pop Quiz" (TBD)

Chapter 13: "Flustered" (Billy Taylor x Reader) (TBD)

Chapter 14: "Nerd" (Micheal Gavey x Reader) (TBD)

Chapter 15: "Laundry" (TBD)

Chapter 16: "Easy Money" (Genyen x Reader) (TBD)

Chapter 17: "Rent" (Ettore x Reader) (TBD)

A/N: If not mentioned in chapters I wish to reiterate something. All characters that partake in any sexual content (even fluff) are 18+. No one is underage. If you as a reader are underage I beg of you to not read this! If I knew how to sniff you guys out and block you I would.

If you decide to not listen to me please understand you are responsible for your own consumption. No Parents should be attempting to get my account taken down because of your choices!

PLEASE READ: I would also like to say. These stories are not meant to be taken any specific way. I say this because I worry how people will react to her sleeping with ALL of her neighbors. This was honestly just for funsies and if I see any serious slut shaming comments you're getting blocked.

Honourable Mentions: @thought--bubble Jess is honestly the whole reason I started writing in the first place! Her Kitty Cat Series inspired me to write my own Ettore fic which has led me here today. Thank you Jess for feeding my delusions and being a source of inspiration!

MaximumWill (NSFW! LINKS) Patreon & Soundgasm You guys may think this is odd...but I gotta credit him. I do not believe he has Tumblr but I have linked to his patreon. He is an 18+ audio maker...(if you know what I mean 😏🍆) He is the inspiration for the Micheal Chapter with this audio & the inspiration for this ENTIRE series + the Ettore chapter with this audio. (Please do not judge me...Im already ashamed🫠🫣)

[timdrakesbussy]

Do you have a Stardew fic recommendation list?

Oh, sure!

1. Stick Season by laststardrop | (Shane/Harvey) | Rated M

Harvey was two years into medical school when his boyfriend of three years up left him without a proper goodbye. Five year later, he finds him again.

2. No Place Like Home by Ash_Fountain | Multi (mainly Alex/Penny) | Rated E

[…] An AU where Penny buys the abandoned farm in order to build her own life. This fic follows several points of view, allowing for the drama of some of Stardew's younger citizens to unfold.

3. Things We Don’t Mean by maxRebo | (Alex/Sebastian) | Rated E

Sebastian has a complicated life. He’s been pining over his best friend for years and Sam loves him, too… just, not the way he wants. One day he finds some solace at the spa with someone he would never expect. Life doesn’t get less complicated after that.

4. In the Moonlight by UrsulaNoodles | (Emily/Shane) | Rated E

Shane's life has gone to hell, and he spends most of his nights sulking at the Stardrop Saloon, but Emily's positivity and friendship keep him afloat. He never meant to develop feelings for her, and he convinced himself that she didn’t feel the same way, but a night alone in Cindersap Forest has him thinking otherwise.

5. the wilderness farm map raises a lot of questions by eke | Multi (but mainly Shane/Male Farmer and Marlon/Marnie) | Rated M

6. Lighthouse on the Shore by CharalampidisGruber | (Alex/Sebastian) | Rated M

There's a small house in Pelican Town. Like every home in Pelican Town, this house keeps secrets. Tonight is no different when Sebastian shows up drenched on Alex's doorstep needing someone.

7. I Think I Love the Boy Next Door by animeboysruinedmylife | (Haley/Sam) | Rated M

Haley's not being dramatic, but the worst thing that ever happened to her was Sam moving in next door. She could tell from the second she first saw him that he’d be a pain in her ass. That smug little people-pleasing face. Gelled-up hair. Scuffed-up shoes like some kind of wannabe skater boy. She’s always been a good judge of character, even back then, and time has only proven her right.

8. Splinters by BlueberryFarmingForever | (Male Farmer/Others) | Rated T

The actions of a highly indecisive farmer from Robin's point of view.

9. In Your Eyes by Mouse_213 | (Sam/Sebastian) | Rated E

[…] Seb has his secret reasons for disliking Sam. Deeply rooted anger and anxiety whenever he sees Sam’s bright green eyes that Seb can’t even bring himself to tell Abigail about. And it seems like lately, all Sam wants to do is shove his way into Seb’s private, fiercely-protected life and become his friend. What’s he supposed to do now?

10. Things We Don’t Say by maxRebo | (Haley/Abigail) | Rated E

It's no secret that Haley and Abby have never gotten along. When a surprise coupling overlaps their social circles, they're forced to rely on each other for the sake of their best friends, and come to terms with what the tension between them is really all about.

11. on the (re)founding of rome by Sinister_Queer | (Alex/Sebastian) | Rated E

Sebastian remembers, in technicolor detail, the moment he first saw Alex. […] This is a story about falling in love. This is a story about re-building Rome. (Or: a jock and a goth fall in love)

12. i found nowhere (it got to know me) by szemkel | (Sam/Sebastian) | Rated E

The worst part of living in the city wasn’t the smog, the stench of car exhaust or the constant noise of traffic coming in through the opened windows; it wasn’t Sebastian’s current diet, made up mostly by instant noodles and delivery takeaways; it wasn’t the gray, soulless concrete which greeted his eyes wherever he went, either, and it wasn’t the berserk hoards of teenagers wandering about the streets every evening. To put it shortly, the worst part of living in the city wasn’t anything he had been warned about before moving there. The worst part of living in the city was the absence of Sam.

13. Book of Caroline by J_Unlimited | (Caroline/Male Player) | Rated E

For as long as Caroline could remember, she’s lived her life for others. Saddled with an unsatisfying life, she looks to the new farmer for comfort. Will he be the spark that Caroline needs to set herself free?

[cjshereig]

~ More than anything ~

Stalker!2012 Donatello x Willing/eager!Female reader.

Not proofread. Im so sorry-

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You're walking home at night, getting home from a party your friend was holding at her place. You check your phone for notifications, your friend had held onto it so you could 'distance yourself' and 'live a little'. Whatever. Who needs to live when I have all the people I actually care about right on one screen! Instead you spent 5 hours at a party with many couples surrounding you. Making out, groping eachother. They should get a room, gosh. You see many texts from your best friend, Donnie.

Donnie<3: Y/N where are you? 9:12 PM

Donnie<3: I went by your house and you weren't there 9:34 PM

Donnie<3: Im worried sick about you 9:46 PM

Donnie<3: Please just respond 10:27 PM

Donnie<3: Please don't ignore me 10:35 PM

Donnie<3: Dont make me use the tracker I put into the T-Phone! 11:52 PM

Donnie<3: A party? Really? You know how dangerous those are. Especially for someone as pretty as you so late at night! 1:49 AM

You'd forgotten about the tracker, but how he knew it was a party confused you a bit. Nobody had told him about it and you didn't see him there. Whatever. You feel so bad for him. Such a poor anxious innocent soul. You shoot him a quick text to attempt to ease his mind.

Y/N<3: Donnie, im so sorry. I meant to text before I left but I forgot. I promise to text next time. Sorry, D. 2:03 AM

You get an immediate reply

Donnie<3: Star, you had me worried out of my mind! 2:03 AM

Y/N<3: I knowwwww. Im sorry. I swear on everything I am ill try to pay attention more 2:04 AM

Donnie<3: Good. Get back to the lair. You need sleep. I'll grab us snacks.

You smile down at your T-phone. He'd always been so considerate. Especially towards you. He'd always know where you are, who you're with and what you're doing. Just to keep you out of trouble of course. You'd always been so trusting of others.

You walk to the lair. You look around you to check if anyone sees you. You see a familiar set of white glowing eyes. You ignore it, figuring he's just out on patrol. Opening the manhole cover and hopping down, you make your way towards the lair. You arrive and all of the boys greet you. Mikey gives you a big hug and you pat him on the shell. Leo and Raph are busy training or doing something along those likes, you never really cared to ask. You walk too the lab and Donnie is waiting at the door for you. Wasn't he just- nevermind. It was probably just your imagination. He hugs you and rubs your back, murmuring against your hair about how much he'd missed you.

"Its been way to long, sunshine" He says, breathing in the scent of your shampoo. You look up at him with an eyebrow sarcastically raised. "Donnie, I saw you yesterday" He replies with a smile "Yeah, thats what I said. Too long" *you roll your eyes. He lets go of the hug after a solid minute. He does the usual. Shows you everything in his lab. Every new invention or project. Or just random small things he'd been tinkering with to pass spare time. He pulls out a small box from a drawer in his desk. "I hope you like it. I spent days on this" You take the small box into your hands and open it. Its a necklace with a few charms and a locket. You notice how its not metal that would make your skin turn green from wearing it too long. He spent time and actual money into this. You open the locket and see a picture of the two of you that Donnie had taken about a year ago. In it, you were asleep on the couch, my head leaned against donnies shoulder. There are a few charms. A purple turtle and two hearts. One a simple love heart and the second a realistic human heart. Both out of Sterling silver. You look up at him with a wide smile. "Donnie... I don't know what to say. Its lovely" He gently puts it around your neck. He smiles as he sees the colors of the metal against your skin. Though, the picture in the locket. You don't remember him going to your house. Like, literally ever. You always went to the lair. So how did he get that photo? You're sure whatever the answer is, it is perfectly rational. You had most likely just forgotten. He continues to ask you questions about the party. Like who you were with, what you were doing, what you drank. He knew all of this already but he couldn't have you know this though. He was just kind, sweet Donnie. He'd never do something as demented as to stalk his best friend. At least, thats what he believed you thought. In reality you knew the whole time. You knew he was around. Even when you couldn't see or hear him, you could feel him around. The thickness of the air, the soft scent of his cologne that according to his brothers, he only started buying after he'd met you.And you absolutely adored it, you loved it more than anything. The attention, but only because it was from him, little did he know, you we're just as obsessed with him as he was of you. This could go so many ways, who knows where this deranged dynamic duo will go.

[enchantedfanfictions]

You Know They're Engaged, Right? - Chapter One

A/N - Hey guys, this is an updated version of Chapter One as I had to make some edits to the plot. Hope you guys enjoy! Comment a 🌻to be added to the tag list.

Masterlist

Kate Sharma’s classroom was a mess. 

She had planned a makeshift art session for her Year 9 students to help them become motivated to learn about The Great Gatsby but it had gotten increasingly out of hand. First, one of her students had squeezed a paint bottle too hard, meaning blue paint had splattered all over the table and onto her carpet. Then, she’d made the mistake of having glitter as an option, resulting in the floor being covered.

She groaned at the sight and started loading art supplies onto the trolley she had borrowed, deciding she couldn’t leave the mess for the cleaners to sort out. A knock sounded on her door as she grabbed the last paint bottle, turning to see the Head of Art glaring at her.

“What are you doing here so late, Miss Sharma?” He questioned, leaning against the door frame. She scowled and checked the clock, noting that it had only been 15 minutes since school had ended.

“If this is your definition of late, Ben, you have some serious explaining to do. And aren’t you meant to be on bus duty anyway?” She quipped, returning the paint bottles to the tray. 

“Not today, I got Dorset to take over as I took his shift on Wednesday. And I’ll have you know that I am very good at being on time.”

“Uh-huh. Then who was in my house this morning looking for his ‘lucky pencil’ until quarter-past eight?”

“First of all, it’s our house according to the rent I pay every month, and second of all, it isn’t my lucky pencil…it’s just the best one for me to use. And we were on time, so technically this morning doesn’t count.”

“Ben, I’ve had to wake you up every morning this week…and I’m running out of things to throw at you.”

“In my defence, alarms are way too quiet.” Benedict chuckled, raising his hands in surrender as a polishing cloth flew his way. “And you throwing pillows at me is guaranteed to wake me up.” Grabbing the polishing cloth, he started cleaning the table near him. “You do know that the school hires people to clean the classrooms, right?”

“Yes I know. I just feel really guilty leaving a mess. It’s not their fault my Year Nines got overzealous with the glitter.” Kate grimaced, peering around at the classroom.

“On any other day, I would stay behind and clean with you, but-” Benedict started, eying the clock anxiously.

“Why are you so anxious to leave all of a sudden? It’s not like we have plans.” Benedict’s fidgeting paused at this, a guilty look crossing his face.

“Benedict Bridgerton, what are you hiding from me?”

“Nothing. Nothing at all.” Kate raised an eyebrow in response and turned to face him, crossing her arms in the process.

“Fine. You know how you said you didn’t want to celebrate your birthday this year?”

“Oh no, Ben. What did you do?” Kate groaned.

“I didn’t do anything. I told my mum that you weren’t planning on celebrating and that me, you and Sophie were just going to have a quiet meal in.”

“…And?”

“And…the party’s at 5,” Benedict admitted in defeat, staring at Kate warily. She looked at him for a moment and sighed, dropping the polishing cloth back on to her desk. “Look, I promise I will make it up to you,” he pleaded with her.

“You better.”                                                                         

Kate Sharma (4.24 pm) - Please tell me you are attending this thing tonight?

Simon Bassett (4.30 pm) - What thing?

Kate Sharma (4.31 pm) - The thing at Violet’s

Kate Sharma (4.31 pm) - For my birthday???

Simon Bassett (4.32 pm) - …How do you know about that??

Kate Sharma (4.32 pm)- I live with Benedict

Simon Bassett (4.33 pm) - Fair enough.

Simon Bassett (4.33 pm) - And yes, I will be attending.

Simon Bassett (4.33 pm) - Won’t you be with Ben anyway?

Kate Sharma (4.34 pm) - Yeah, but he’ll be with Sophie.

Kate Sharma - (4.34 pm) And I’ll be alone.

Kate Sharma (4.34 pm)- At Bridgerton House.

Simon Bassett (4.34 pm)- …

Simon Bassett (4.34 pm) -  I thought you liked Bridgerton House?

Kate Sharma (4.35 pm) -  I do, but this birthday is just a reminder to my mother that I'm still single.

Kate Sharma (4.35 pm) - Which will lead to a blind date with one of her friends' sons

Kate Sharma (4.35 pm)  - And you know how well that went last time

Simon Bassett (4.34 pm)- He wasn't the worst date you've been set up on

Simon Bassett (4.35 pm) - Remember Berbrooke

Kate Sharma (4.36 pm) - Unfortunately

Kate Sharma (4.36 pm) - I've got to go. Sophie's just arrived and I need to steal her away before Ben gets to her.

Kate Sharma (4.36 pm) - See you tonight.

Simon Bassett (4.37 pm) -  See you tonight.

Bridgerton House was familiar to Kate, she had spent most of her summers away from University looking after the younger Bridgertons whilst her mother and Mrs Bridgerton mourned their respective husbands. But standing in front of it on her 29th birthday, it loomed over her - its presence bringing back forgotten memories.

Benedict and Sophie entered first, allowing Kate to take a moment before she joined them in the hallway. She let out a breath as she entered, observing that the ‘party’ Violet had thrown for her consisted of her mother and sister, nearly all of the Bridgertons, Penelope Featherington and Simon Bassett. 

“Happy Birthday!” They called out, causing Kate to chuckle softly. Mary and Edwina were first to hug Kate with Simon following behind them. He offered her his arm, leading her into the living room. 

“Happy birthday,” he whispered as they passed the Bridgerton family. “You look very nice tonight.”

“Why thank you,” she blushed, “I’m glad you made it. I need at least one sane person with me tonight.”

“I couldn’t miss one of my oldest friend’s birthdays, could I? Especially not one as special as this.” He commented slyly, raising his eyebrows at her.

“Simon, I’m turning 29…I’m not sure it’s that special.” 

“We shall see,” Her friend smirked, quirking an eyebrow, “speaking of oldest friends, a certain Bridgerton wanted me to pass on his apologies that he couldn’t make it. He did promise that he’d try and pop in if he could. Why he couldn’t tell you this over text alludes me.”

“You know how Anthony is with technology. I just managed to persuade him to download WhatsApp for a group chat. Initiating texts is a long way off.” Kate laughed, taking the seat Simon guided her to, observing the room around her. The furniture in the living room had been pushed into the middle to make a small circle around the coffee table, presents stacked precariously around it. As everyone filtered into the room taking their seats, Kate smiled softly. Whilst she didn’t normally like to celebrate her birthday, she appreciated the thought that went into the celebration, knowing that her friends would have needed to stop Violet from throwing another birthday ball. 

Kate got through her presents quickly, her friends and family eager to see her reaction. She received a perfume and recipe book from Mary, jewellery from Edwina, paints from Sophie, books from Eloise, bourbon from Simon and a homemade card and cake from Hyacinth and Gregory. Thanking all of her friends, she placed her presents in a neat pile next to her before hearing a small shuffle from the other room. Benedict entered a few moments later, having disappeared at some point, with a medium cardboard box in his arms.

“Kate,” he began, “this gift is from all of us. We know that it’s something you’ve wanted for a while now and we hope you like it.” 

She looked at him confused as he settled the box down in front of her, opening the lid. 

Kate was in love.

In front of her was a corgi puppy, a purple collar around its neck.

“Ben, you didn’t.” She breathed, holding out a tentative hand to the small dog. 

“His name is Newton- but you can change it- and he’s yours.”

“Ben!” She squealed, carefully picking up the puppy. “This is the best gift ever.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure of that.” A voice sounded from across the room. Everyone turned to see Anthony leaning against the door frame, a small piece of paper in his hand. “Happy Birthday, Kate.”

“Thank you. I thought you couldn’t make it,” Kate queried, standing to greet Anthony with a small hug, Newton still in her arms. 

“I managed to get someone to cover for me. Something important came up,” Anthony answered, returning the hug stiffly before taking a small step away. “Speaking of, can I speak to you? In the kitchen?” He asked quietly, aware of his families’ eyes on him. Kate nodded and passed the corgi to Benedict, excusing herself from the living room. Anthony then turned to Simon and jerked his head towards the kitchen, motioning for the other man to follow him.

When the trio were alone in the kitchen, Anthony placed a napkin on the counter in front of him. 

“Would someone explain why I found this on my desk this afternoon?” He asked calmly, pushing the napkin across to Kate and Simon. The duo exchanged a confused look before peering at the napkin.

“‘This contract states that…’” Kate trailed off in horror, glancing up at Anthony, “this is a joke, right?” At Anthony’s silence, she turned to face Simon, paling at the grimace on his face. “Simon?!”

“It’s not a joke, Kate,” Simon answered quietly, pulling the napkin closer to him, “I wish it was but I remember this contract. If neither of you get married by Kate’s next birthday, you’ll marry each other. Basically…you and Anthony are engaged.”

@journeymanfive @missfairygodmother

[agentsquirrelsgotrobots]

More for Little Nightmares x rescue bots!

Of course, Woodrow decided to drop in only a couple of days after Charlie took in Six and Mono.

Of course, he never checked his email.

"Oh, hello there." Woodrow said, to the small, alarmly thin child scribbling in a coloring book with a cardboard box on his head and wearing a trench coat in June.

"Could you tell me where Chief Charles Burns is? He has gray hair, a mustache -"

"Upstairs with Six. Knock first, bites." Mono went back to drawing, ignoring the man. Unlike Six, he didn't immediately jump to biting strangers.

"Okay. Cool. I should check my email. Hey buddy, is it OK if I sit on that couch behind you and check my email?"

"Go sit." Mono said, almost done coloring the puppy with Charlie's badge around its neck.

Woodrow kept an eye on the boy. This wasn't the first kid the Burns had fostered.

They were one of a handful of foster homes on the island, and before Cody was born, they almost always had a foster teen or a placement with high support needs in the firehouse.

Back when there were more firefighters than just Kade, of course.

It was highly unorthodox, but the guarantee of an adult in the house due to the unique dorm style of the house meant that even when emergencies happened, there was always someone off shift that could watch a kid, and the alarm could be customized to skip individual rooms. They would often get cases that had behavior problems or just didn't respond well to a typical family after whatever trauma brought them into the state's "care." (Nearly every single placement came with enough stuff to fit in a shoebox. A child's entire life, and the only thing they had with them was a shoebox's worth of personal belongings, the clothes on their back, and a file folder of legal documents. They left the firehouse, no matter how long they stayed, with two duffel bags and a good school bag. Woodrow packed light, but even then, he still lived out of two storage totes and his car when not traveling. Charlie has most of his mementos stored in his room)

Of course, then Cody was born, and the divorce happened and, of course, the bots, and though all the Burns made sure to keep up their licenses, they have been on emergency placements only for a good fifteen years.

Woodrow finally read through the email marked urgent in his inbox.

Through Griffin Rock weirdness, we have had to foster two severely neglected children, which has led to some changes to how we work at the firehouse.

The oldest, Mono (boy, approx between 7-9) is not to have his mask or coat touched, removed, or commented on.

The youngest, Six, (girl, approx between 5- 7) has severe malnutrition based aggression and should not be bothered or interrupted while eating. Only me and Dani are to be alone with her in any scenario, and Charlie has taken a break from work in order to care for her.

Mono is not allowed to watch TV alone as he has a teleportation ability that allows him to travel between computer screens that he can reasonably fit through. Yes, that's why there is clear duct tape on the TV. It sorta works.

Please knock on all shut doors, Six likes hiding behind them, and Mono likes to sit against them.

No, they don't have any other name except Six and Mono. Yes, we do see the pattern.

"Well, that was interesting." Woodrow remarked.

Woodrow heard the bots drive up the road and wasn't surprised when Heatwave poked his head in.

"Oh. Woodrow, it's just you and Mono."

Mono looked up when he heard his name. He pointed at himself, and Heatwave nodded. "Six get med." Mono said before going back to coloring.

Charlie stepped out with a girl with a raincoat tied around her waist. She was gaunt, her ribs peaking through her t-shirt.

"That's Six?" Woodrow asked. Mono waved to Six, and Six ducked behind Charlie.

"She's all done with her IV treatments. Today's was the last round. She doesn't like new people, and we are working on ways to leave people she doesn't like without biting, so I won't bring her down."

"So, I-C-E-C-R-E-A-M?" Kade asked.

"Yes." Charlie replied. "Mono, come eat. Woodrow, I will transfer some money so you can find somewhere else to stay."

Mono got up and looked back at Woodrow, a squeak slipping from his mouth.

"Mono, we have all the food you could want." Charlie said, clearly expecting a reaction out of him. Mono ran up to Woodrow, grabbed his hand, and pulled him out of the garage before sprinting into the elevator and pressing the button furiously.

"Mono -" Charlie sighed. "I'm sorry, Woodrow. He's just not convinced that there's enough to go around yet, and the kitchen is open to him at all hours. I've put snacks in his room that he hasn't touched, and he will try to share every scrap with Six if we didn't do separate mealtimes, so I know he doesn't just sneak everything onto her plate. I don't blame him, though, for what I've seen, Six does most of the protecting for the both of them."

"Yeah, I don't know either. Open kitchens and safe, hygienic food stashes usually helped hoarding and resource guarding, but Mono's definitely a character. I'll take a hint. It was nice seeing you either way."

"Take care, Woodrow. Can you wave too... Woodrow.... Six?" Charlie realized that he was holding the cuff of an empty raincoat, and had told Mono there's food.

Oh no.

He might have just incited a kitchen riot.

Charlie dashed back into the main apartment, being greeted by Six eating out of a dumped out package of oreos on the counter while Mono had swapped his cardboard box for a cloth mask and was presumably looking for matches for the stove. (He still didn't quite grasp the idea of an electric one)

Charlie was thankful that he had put everything flammable or sharp in a series of multiple locked safes, with an assortment of keypads, locks, and a fingerprint lock. (Mono didn't understand that one either. Six just tried to smash things or climb them. She was smart in a rock climber way, not in logic puzzles and combination locks)

Charlie picked up Six off the counter, brushing the oreos back into the package, taking both thd kid and cookies into Six's room. He set her on the bed with the cookies and her raincoat, throwing her a teddy bear Cody had given her as an attempt to get her to warm up to him for good measure.

Both Mono and Six completely distrusted him, Mono refusing to say anything except "trap!" and his usual clicks, whines, and sentence fragments. That reminds him. Both kids need to get on a waiting list for speech therapy. On second thought, he'd just call Optimus. He could probably get them both in by the end of the month with his contacts.

Soon, Charlie would learn what Mono meant by trap.

But not today.

Today, the kitchen raid is the biggest mess the two of them will bring to Charlie's feet.

He came back to Kade spreading peanut butter on toast and Dani cutting up bananas. Mono was obsessed with fresh fruit and vegetables and ate baby carrots and peas like they were candy. There were multiple times when Charlie took Mono grocery shopping or just outside to be around people when he would stop and stare at a case of water or a crate of apples or hot dog cart with a look of awe, like he had never seen a stocked store or full shelf just one product before.

Charlie had to remind himself that day th that he didn't know how long Mono and Six and the gnome had been on their own and probably never will.

Speaking of the gnome, it adored Cody and would shriek and run in a random direction if it saw Six.

When asked what Six did to the gnome, Six mimed ripping into something and then threw her toys off the bed.

Charlie assumed she probably ate one at some point.

Cody clutched the gnome a little tighter after it ran into his room that day and hid in its box, a broken birdhouse that he hot glued some old art projects to create a makeshift hutch. The snake tank Dani used to keep multiple generations of gerbils in (one at a time, of course) nearly gave it a heart attack.

Charlie came back to Mono eating from his bag of baby carrots with his cardboard box on and watching Kade mess around with the TV he had teleported through.

Mono had figured out how to plug it in, and had crawled through it when no one was looking, leading to him popping out of the downstairs TV while Blades was sitting in front of it on a video call with Bumblebee

They would never hear the end of it, and that was when the Autobots officially got involved in trying to track down where Mono and Six came from. (And the gnome, of course.)

[alchemyofmaya]

The amount of discipline required not to fall back into addictions and habits is tremendous cause all the world does is have you numbing yourself down.. To be real. when you are highly sensitive, it's like an infection — have you ever been infected by someone's mindset? The real low frequency people that bring your vibe down no matter what.

Energetic hygiene is so important.. people so worried about diseases. What about STDemons.. people carrying the energetic wounds and traumas of everyone they ever come across. And then you wonder why you feel so drained, confused and lost. Why you can't quit drinking or smoking or having those thoughts. Why you can't choose good for you, because you can't even hear the voice that wants good for you, it's drowning in every other dreadful limiting thought.

Learn to be in the world but not of it. You know there's always been more meant for you .. Or do you not want that? Has life zapped all of your ambition and motivation to strive for the best for you? Remember that child inside that dreamt of the impossible. Surround yourself with people that see more in themselves and push you to see more in you too. Life is so short, shit passes you so fast - it's not worth losing this lifetime too.

You were made in the image of the Divine One. an extension of the God-Self, wake up and realize you've been shaping your life the way it is now, all along. And you not taking back your power and creating Heaven on Earth in your little spheres of life.. is truly a lack of vision and ambition on your part.. Because if you knew how powerful you were. Each one of you would be the divine force that anchors in new paradigms that change the material world.

Imagine Nikola Tesla's true free energy vision, new education systems, changes in agriculture, actual work done to clear pollution and the oceans making earth habitable for generations to come, a balanced economy, housing for everyone, real organic food that nurtures health, wholistic medicine that caters to mind body and soul. Imagine no sickness, disease, war, hate, crime, no governments because we all inherently know that we are One.

Y'all get off your glass half empty shit. Stop looking at the brainwashing news. Don't follow their narrative and agenda. IMAGINE THE NEW WORLD. ALIGN WITH IT. Thoughts are everything. You don't have to be spiritual.. know that you're part of the Divine One, and align with the love of it all. If you can imagine it, it's already existing for you.

If you're imagining and catering thoughts for the apocalyptic timeline, and believe nothing happens after death. I PROMISE YOU THAT IS WHAT YOU WILL CREATE FOR YOURSELF. It's so simple yet we'd rather use our minds to continuously keep ourselves in our mind prison cells. Y'all it's freedom when you start questioning WTF THIS HAS ALL BEEN ABOUT.

There's 2 timelines being prepresented to your consciousness. Please beloveds, choose the highest most loving, timeline of Oneness.. rather than continue the illusion of separation and live out the E*T controlled NWO timeline.. crazy I know.

But shits gunna pop off for you once that shift begins happening for Earth and all the veils dissolve.. The truth of knowing it's all been a lie, has already made many start to question their whole lives. This is a shattering of it all. And here the rest of us have been acting as the front line workers waiting for the drop on ground zero. As above so below.

Turn to people in your community that know whatsup. This is what we all came here for, and as you start waking up more and more.. your purpose for being here becomes clearer.. you didn't come here for your 9-5, imagine guardians of the galaxy + earth's mightiest heroes - the Avengers, all of the universe coming together here for this moment to make galactic history.. The work has been millions of years in the making. The love of all of existence cheering us on, so supported that in future timelines we have already won. The alignment is happening NOW. And no one can stop you from waking up.. because the drama of the dream is ending, it's already ended. as you remember that you are vessels of the Divine One.

[alyjojo]

Love Reading 🛐 - June 2024 - Aquarius

Singles:

Who is Coming In: The Lovers rev & 2 Pentacles

Regarding: 5 Swords

Long-Term Potential: Wheel of Fortune rev

No. You seem to agree on the no, probably for different reasons. They’re petty af, cruel even, ready to strike at any moment. They’ve hurt you, you see them as deception and/or toxicity, and though they swear they have changed their ways, overcoming The Devil (which is kind of a big deal) - you have zero interest in healing this connection, even if you do hear them out or talk about things. They want to reunite, you don’t. They could even settle for friends, that’s for someone. Like please just be in my life? You won’t. This is not your person and you know it.

What I am getting through, this IS a past life connection you keep running into - and for this life specifically there’s negative karma you both will experience and heal…probably by force. It’s meant to happen. There could be some powerful 12th House or South Node aspects between you in synastry. It’s upsetting, sad, very disappointing - this experience is ultimately going to lead you in the right direction, 9 Wands at the bottom…you could feel like you’ve been through hell by that point. This person coming back around feels like a test. Can we work together and fix things?

Can we “start over”?

No. You can’t start over because they haven’t learned a damn thing, they’re the same person. If anything, karma could be kicking their ass and they think working with you is going to fix that or something. There’s no Ace, no Fool, no genuine intention with this person. 5 Swords has ulterior motives, they’re nice to your face and snide underneath.

They just are 🙏 You can do better.

Messages:

- Over It 💯

- In every lifetime, I always come back to you.

GIRL WITH A SNAKE 🐍

- Charmed or Used

- Enable Boundaries

In other words, meditate.

Signs you may be dealing with:

Capricorn, Sagittarius & Aquarius

Couples:

Them: The Hermit, 2 Swords rev, Death

Regarding: 10 Wands rev

Some of you could be done, the relationship is 1000% done, but you’re still tied to them either financially, through children, maybe just legally. Or there is a 3rd party that is not welcome in this connection, could be family or, more likely, some ex - you may or may not coparent with. Probably on their side. Page of Cups clarifies, there’s another Page at the bottom, these could be children. Your person may have abandoned you and the kids, or maybe they have kids with this other person and they just have no desire to fight for custody, fight to be in their lives, at all. But they’re still paying for them? Or like…legally they should pay but the other parent keeps the kids away, could be switched where they never pay and also abandoned everyone. They see it as “giving up”, and Old School is giving “overwhelmed” with this 10 Wands rev. There is a certain way to do things and your energy shows that’s not happening, you could baffle this person. Or make them feel like they don’t have control, which is something they need to feel secure in themselves.

Same applies for the baby mama/daddy story or anyone else involved. They can’t handle them or don’t want to deal with it even, The Hermit is a conscious choice for this person, they don’t want this other person involved or around. If an ex, the ex could be flirty or always trying to get them back or something, and this person absolutely refuses, they don’t want it. That’s why they left. Death is done, and while they are trying to seek answers in themselves regarding their whole life and direction moving forward, when it comes to outside people or situations, done is done. You are probably the one with the issue with it, they just want to let it go already. If the ex sends messages that are sweet or flirty even, trying to get their foot in the door, trying to keep their place in this person’s life, your person could give af less. It drains them and that’s the only real emotion going on here. I’m also getting an lgbt story where a trans person is trying to afford - or putting themselves in the poorhouse by doing it anyway - a surgical transition. That would be you, if so. This would be an ex that now feels like they don’t even know you and maybe never did. That could apply without the trans story too, but that’s what I’m getting.

Messages:

- Baby Mama/Daddy Drama

- You confuse me.

OLD SCHOOL 👵🏻

- Outdated Thinking

- Conditioning

- Replaying Events Over in Your Head

C’mon inner peace, I don’t have all day.

You: Ace of Swords, 9 Pentacles rev, Knight of Wands rev

Regarding: The High Priestess

You feel like you see the absolute truth of a situation or person, it pisses you off greatly, but you stay quiet about it. Shy comes out in the messages, so you avoid direct confrontation about anything really, and probably put up with a lot of bs for the sake of keeping the peace. What follows this truth is unreliability, financially stupid decisions, impulses, manipulation and puppet master tactics, any level of mental/emotional game playing bs, and reckless decisions on all fronts. And you’re losing your patience with it, it makes you angry, Temperance rev shows you wanting to smack this person upside the head like “what the literal fuck is wrong with you??” But you don’t. You want to call them out, maybe you already have. The Hermit is a choice for this person, if this is between you. If a third person, you’ve said plenty but hide just how much it irritates you. You focus on what they actually do that’s harmful or stupid and leave out your feelings, which are angry, impatient, and sick of this bs. Someone is very in & out of your/their life that’s probably broke, manipulates tf out of you/your person, always up to some kind of scheme or bs and you want nothing to do with this.

For the trans story, this is more about people generally and their shitty tactics or actions towards you. It’s possible you’re really jumping the gun financially and this reading is a warning. It’s not that you can’t, it’s just you *can’t* right now and doing so is really going to put you in a tough spot financially, debt, things you can’t work with - but you’re heated, impatient, and don’t care about that. The Oracle would be about your outside matching your inside, outer Buddhy vs. Inner.

Messages:

- Shy ☺️

- I don’t know how to communicate!

COFFIN ⚰️

- New Beginnings

- Liberation

- Reborn & Transition

- Tragic Endings

Cultivate inner Buddhy (rev)

Mutual: Ace of Wands rev, 3 Pentacles, king of Wands rev

Regarding: Ace of Cups rev

There is just no desire. No love. No genuine intentions. No one is making the effort to work together, either literally you two have nothing going on between you anymore, or them and this past person are absolutely done. King of Wands rev is either a lack of taking charge and making shit happen - no desire - or it’s a flirty fkboy/girl energy looking to start shit, loves drama and attention, seeking that from…probably your person. You have nothing to worry about if that’s the case. If there’s a coparenting relationship then that’s all it is, and they don’t even want that really. At the bottom is having healed from the past and whatever commitment this once was or involved. If family, they’re over that too. If gender, they’re over that too, or you are. What once was no longer is - period. It’s done, it’s over, time to move forward and attain some inner peace - in that respect your person has a good point. For the transition story, this person will absolutely not work with you in any way, shape, or form, if it’s a coparent you’re trying to give a fk - they don’t. If you want them to step it up - they won’t. If some third person is trying to create drama, it’s not going to work - at least for them. You? That’s on you, and perspective is needed regardless. It’s a done deal here.

TALKING 🗣️

- Interested

- Awaiting Messages

- Texts, Calls, Email

- Talking More

Don’t let dumbasses get you down.

Signs you may be dealing with:

Heavy Virgo, Sagittarius, Pisces & Aquarius

[wolint]

DRESS FOR THE OCCASSION!

DRESS FOR THE OCCASION

1 Timothy 2:9 

Appropriate dressing is something everyone encourages, but it seems that in many places today, people aren’t as concerned about their own or others’ dress codes. The Bible provides guidance on dressing modestly and reverently. Remember, dress as you want to be addressed! Dress for the occasion.

Dressing should be done modestly and with humility. Women, in particular, should avoid clothing that is revealing or suggestive, as it can be a stumbling block to others, as stated in Matthew 18:6-7. Instead, they should choose clothing that is appropriate for their age and context, reflecting their commitment to God.

Our dress reflects our innerself and mindset. Our dress code tells a lot about us. The Bible instructs us to dress modestly in 1 Timothy 2:9.

I recently attended a women’s conference where the dress code of “Royal Ascot and fascinator or hatinators”made the gathering look elegant and truly spectacular. Imagine women of allages, shapes, and sizes in one room, looking well-groomed and dressed for a meeting with the King of kings. Modest dress like this should be the norm insociety. Modesty also involves respect for others.

Yet, we see many Christians,and unfortunately, even some church leaders, dressing like night workers and wayward individuals. One of the most important aspects of dressing as aChristian is modesty. The Bible instructs us to dress in a way that is not provocative or revealing. This means avoiding clothing that is too tight, too short, or too low-cut. We should focus on dressing in a way that is respectful and dignified,rather than drawing attention to our bodies.

Dressing for the occasion is like a city built on a hill that cannot be hidden. People should not light a lamp and put it under a bowl, just as they should not wear underclothes as outerwear or bed clothes for outings. Instead of putting God on display, we have put our bodies, dignity, and modesty on display. Our life is meant to give light toeveryone in the house. Rather than letting our light shine before others, we are exhibiting, exposing, and expressing ourselves wrongly. And instead of people seeing our good deeds and glorifying our Father in heaven, they are judging,criticizing, and mocking us, our faith, and God, as seen in Matthew 5:14–16.Why is this so?

Imagine if a politician walked into his rally dressed as a pool cleaner. Nobody would look twice at him, muchless take him seriously, because there’s nothing about him that suggests he’s serious about political issues.

Clothing is an essential part of our daily lives. We use it to express ourselves, protect ourselves from the elements, and adhere to societal norms. That’s reason enough to dress for the occasion, whatever the occasion may be, and to dress as we want to be addressed.

Clothing is often used as ametaphor for the inner self. For example, in Colossians 3:12, we are asked to clothe ourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, and patience. Our clothing serves as a reflection of our inner selves.

What do your clothes say about you? What do they reveal about your personality or identity? There is some truth in the saying “clothes make the man”, as clothes can provide insight into who you are as a person. But how often do we dress for service to God? The clothes that God’s servants wear reflect their God-given identity.

The Lord Himself, in Exodus 28, details how His priests should dress. Dress for the occasion of being God’s priest.

Dress for the occasion, never overdress or underdress. Dress as you wish to be addressed and always dress to represent your king and yourself appropriately.

Please, always consider how your clothing choices may impact others and strive to dress in a way that does not cause division or confusion about our commitment to Christ.

PRAYER: Father, help me to always remember who I am in Christ and to dress for the occasion of impressing my king always, in Jesus’ name. Amen. 

Shalom

WOMEN OF LIGHT INT. PRAYER MIN.​

[stringyworm]

Ok hold on…

Listen. Enma Yuuken. I know hes the mc insert just for the comics and everythings about readerxcanon but please!!!! Hear me out.

You know the little windmill in the top corner. Theres a house next to it. Imagine. Youre the groundkeeper of the school. You take care of the campus when schools out and clean mostly everything and are essentially the school janitor. I have like a fully whole thing in my brain thats been stewing for months because i refuse to be isekaid to another world with magic only to go to school again. Id rather be the janitor honestly i already do that alot. But like my oc (who lets be real is really just my self insert so their personality is my personality) lives in the house near the windmill.

Youre a resident of the twisted wonderland world so you have some magic. Been living on campus and keeping it for 5 years (cooncidentally the same amount of time as leona has been a student) when this guy just appears at school (were going by comics events). But crowley asks you to house him for a bit and you have to agree hes ur boss. (Then the prologue happens and he gets moved to ramshackle as an offical student with an official dorm)

And enma is a stronghearted guy with strong morals. He seems like the type of guy to be duty bound. He was originally supposed to help you with cleaning around the school but was taken off the task. But he still goes back to help you when he has free time…

I am down abysmally for a carefee life where i have a place i can live on my own surrounded by grass and trees and animals and that guy who comes occasianlly to help with work and taste test cake i make myself sometimes.

[jellifysh]

Masterlist

updated masterlist as of 3/15/23 for jellifysh's blog, content inside is mostly ot7 x fem!reader centered and exclusively bts content

No more update schedule :( but none of my stories are being discontinued so feel free to check in from time to time <333

Latest updates:

Fake Love (ch 2)

Ride With You (part 10)

Series

Getting Back Into the Swing of Things

ot7 x reader / exes to friends to lovers / strangers to friends to lovers / light angst / fluff / slow burn / roommates au / polyamory

preview: Hearing her voice now, Namjoon was reminded of the times when she was all he had. How she was his everything, supported him with everything she had, even if it meant giving him the shirt off her back.

For some reason those times didn't feel as far as they usually did.

"Joon?" Y/n sniffled. "I know it sounds crazy, you don't even have to, it's been years,"

"No," Namjoon was agreeing before he could even think, before he could even remember the other people who lived in the house just the next room over. "No, it's okay, I mean, we promised each other right? We'd never turn our backs on each other?"

A huffed, snotty laugh. At least he could still make her laugh. "Yeah, we did. So, then..?"

"You can stay with us, it'll be fine I promise, I'll handle everything, don't worry at all, it'll be great! Like, old times, okay?"

p.1 | p.2 | p.3 | p.4 | p.5 | p.6 | p.7 | p.8 | p.9 | p.10 | p.11 | p.12 | p.13 | p.14 | p.15 | p.16 | ch.17 ✔

extras: Shopping in IKEA |

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Ride With You

mafia au / poly!ot7 x reader / exes to lovers / strangers to lovers / angst / eventually fluff and smut / jungkook x reader focus / slowly gets more and more unhinged / yandere?/ violence, guns, and espionage

Preview: "Kookie please talk to me. What's happening?"

"Um," he started. "Did I ever tell you that I was engaged before?"

"No!"

"Well, I was. To six people. That happen to be Bangtan Sonyeondan."

"What?! The fucking mafia, are you crazy?!"

A thud hit a window behind you. Then another, then a brick smashed through the window.

"Kookie, baby! It's been so long since we talked! Why are you running from us?" A voice called from outside the window. Jungkook ran to it, glaring at who ever was down there.

"That's cause you're a fucking sicko!"

"That's not nice to say to your husbands, baby!"

"Fuck you!"

ex-fiancés au idea

| ch.1 | ch.2 | ch.3 | ch.4 | ch.5 | ch.6 | ch.7 | ch.8 | ch.9 | ch.10 | …

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Fake Love

ot7 x reader / soft(ish?) yandere idol au / strangers (?) to lovers / fluff / dark fluff / angst / smut probably

Preview: “What was she even doing in that sicko’s car?” Jungkook growled, finally letting Yoongi go roughly and turning around to bang at the wall. “I swear to God if he wasn’t already in a coma, I’d knock him into one myself.”

“Oh, that’d look great on the news. BTS’s Idol Jungkook beats a man to a pulp.” Taehyung scoffed.

“Who gives a fuck about the news?! Our love is hurt!” He yelled. “She’s laying all by herself in some hospital room, hurt and alone, we have to see her hyung, she needs us right now!” Jungkook pleaded, turning to Namjoon who had been on the phone this whole time, ignoring the chaos in the room.

Namjoon hung up and placed the phone down, finally turning to comfort him. “Calm down, Jungkook.”

“Calm down? How am I supposed to–”

“Trust me, you don’t have to worry anymore.” Namjoon said, eerily calm. The blank look on their leader’s face silenced him, the whole room’s attention piqued as he addressed them with a calm attitude despite the dire situation. “We’re going to go see her right now.”

Amnesia au | preview1 | preview2 | prequel | ch1 | ch2 | …

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Drabbles

spy au idea | 1/2 | spy au drabble | 1½ | 1¾ | 2 |2½ | 3 | ...

a/b/o dynamics / ot7 x reader / fluff / angst / eventual smut / mafia bts, spy reader / soulmates au / violence, guns, and abo typical heat cycles

college au idea | 1 | 2 | valentine's day | ...

friends w benefits au / ot7 x reader / friends to fwb to lovers / smut / fluff / light angst / mc is the prettiest girl in the world (that's you!)

the a/b/o au that will never be... maybe idea | p.1 | ...

omegaverse au / ot7 x reader / strangers(?) to lovers / yandere / dark fluff / eventual smut / bts adores you too much / bts conveniently have everything you could ever need / the boys are a little toxic

Housewife au | p.1 | p.2 | p.3 | ...

ot7 x reader/ Housewife au / arranged marriage to lovers / namjoon x reader focus / eventual polyamory / fluffiest of fluffs / light angst/ mutual pining

One-shots

The Ceremony (coming soon...)

ot7 x reader

omegaverse, fluff, smut

Requests (open!)

ABC asks (nsfw)

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

[undiscovered-horizon]

Mafia!Billy Russo Headcanons

[TW: mentions of mafia and related topics. This is just a work of fiction but please do remember that the actual mafia is not a romanticized fictional character doing questionable things. Mafias ruin lives and countries, they have no mercy or shame.]

Author's note: told ya this was going to happen. Guy Ritchie's Gentlemen is partially to blame too, I love that movie. This is going to be in parts, I also have a lot to say.

[Part 2]

I feel like mafia!Billy and yandere!Billy make a Venn diagram

So he's rich, violent, possessive and handsome. The Soviet Union hasn't seen so many red flags.

His "field of expertise" would probably be illegal arms and mercenaries. Many rich and/or important people use his "services". He could make bank on supporting terrorists but chooses not to.

When your parents and friends ask what your husband is doing you just pull off a very convincing lie that he runs a private security company. It's not entirely a lie, because he does, but that's just the tip of the iceberg.

He has probably rubbed off of you and, over the years, you have become significantly rougher than before you met him.

You probably own a business too, both as a cover and to have something to do. It took a quite big fight with Billy to make him understand that you're going to lose your mind if your daily schedule is "lay and smell of roses".

I'm thinking like a cafe or a restaurant, often visited by Billy's "business friends" and their wives.

Billy and you are that couple. As in, "he's definitely wanted for multiple crimes in several countries and she looks cute but will stab you"

But it hasn't always been like that.

When the two of you met, you were just a girl, working 9 to 5, going to bars with your friends, binge-watching Game of Thrones and complaining about disastrous dates.

You met Billy on your friends' engagement party: you knew the bride-to-be and he knew the groom-to-be. Fate had it, you sat next to each other at the table. You remember your first impression of him: good-looking and confident, the type which sole existence makes people feel intimidated. And you weren't any different.

At first the conversation was pretty one-sided until you became convinced that he's not as big-headed as he might have appeared

And it turned out that talking to him is absolutely great! Time flew by and suddenly it was late at night and he offered to drive you home

Part of you wanted to invite him inside but there was still some unsureness about him as a person - you have known him for a few hours. And considering your friends were engaged, it was obvious you were going to see him a few more times. It was better to take it easy

So you asked him to have lunch with you and that decision was what started the spiral.

You started to see Billy every few days and his romantic interest in you was painfully obvious: the gifts, the flowers, the expensive restaurants, the wax poetic - you name it.

It was like a teenager's Hollywood dream

(You could pay off a mortgage with one of your earrings)

At some point, you became his plus one to official events and that was the moment you were introduced to the luxurious world of illegally acquired wealth

Billy genuinely loves your confusion at some things that he has grown quite used to

"Just because you can put caviar on an oyster and wash it down with champagne doesn't mean you should."

"How can alcohol be more expensive than a house?"

"I could paint the soles of my shoes red and no one would know the difference."

"I could ask anyone in here how much milk costs and they would have no idea."

"Just out of curiosity, are they ever sober?"

Perhaps that's what made him even more fond of you.

Or maybe it was the way you looked during those events. You may have said, on multiple occasions, that those galas and banquets were just people arguing about who has more houses in Bali or who owns more mountains in Switzerland but you always went with him.

Maybe he should start throwing those galas himself if that meant seeing you more often in a long gown and high heels. To him, you looked expensive but in a noble way, like a daughter of the emperor of the world

Each time he looked at you he felt like he was falling in love all over again

And as you were holding his arm, moving among the masses of absolute elites, he couldn't help but feel smug, especially when he noticed other people staring at you

Billy has, on multiple occasions, used all of his willpower to not start a fight with some guy who tried flirting with you

With time you have become the talk of those parties. Some wanted to be you and others wanted to be with you, all while you appeared elusive and out of their reach

The worst are some auctions he shows up to in order to talk to someone or simply because it would be rude not to go.

If you even suggest you like something, he's going to win it.

"You didn't have to buy it. If I want you to buy me something, I will ask."

"What kind of husband am I if I have to wait for my wife to tell me to spoil her?"

Sometimes it's a bit overwhelming but you know he doesn't have bad intentions. He just doesn't know how to express his love and appreciation

Billy always puts up an intimidating facade for the public, which toes the line of "sexy" and "actually terrifying".

Once, you were listening to him berating some employees and for a moment you wondered what it would be like if he spoke like that to you and the general consensus made you realize you might have a kink

Which you jokingly mention (kind of to see his reaction) but Billy knows you too well and let me tell you: you played yourself. He knows now.

Sometimes it so happens that you go to his company (to drop something off most of the time) and even after being married for a few years, it still feels weird when all of his employees stop what their doing to tell you "good morning" and ask how's your day going. No doubt Billy had something to do with it.

Weirdest part is that they call you "ma'am", which makes you feel a bit old. No matter how many times you tell them to call you "Mrs.Russo" or by your name, it doesn't stick

As the life of a spouse of a mafia boss goes, you have been threatened quite a few times. It was more to scare Billy rather than you, though. At first, it was mortifying (understandably) but with time you grew to just say "bite me" and carry on

Billy has openly admitted it turns him on

The hardest part was, quite obviously, accepting the fact that your then-boyfriend was a violent criminal.

Was it your naively kind heart or the blinding love you felt towards him, you shocked yourself accepting the reality, although you didn't speak to him for a few days.

But he understood that. It pained him to no end but he understood it's something difficult to take in.

He wanted to marry you the moment you called him three days after his dramatic reveal and said that you want him, whatever he brings with him.

I should mention that your friend's fiance (whose guest was Billy) has explicitly told you not to mix up with him because although he is a great person to be around, becoming an important, close, part of his life was dangerous. At the moment you didn't know what that meant and he didn't want to elaborate, so you didn't take that suggestion to heart

Both you and Billy are grateful for that

Absolutely random "wanna go on vacation?"

Your first question is always whether he's done something and needs to flee the country

And he reminds you that it was just one time and you had fun, so you shouldn't complain

Billy and you have come up with elaborate lies and code words to keep the less legal activities a secret in front of your friends and family

Your parents genuinely believe you married an ambitious, ex-marine who has his own, flourishing business and is definitely a man of the law.

Billy is suspicious when you can wash out the blood from his clothes without leaving a trace

"You know, love, there are other ways of getting blood on clothes that do not involve murdering someone."

Noticing how you change into a more dominant, tough person gains some weird, almost sexual, satisfaction from him.

He has a primal need to keep you safe, to protect you but he does so in a more secretive way because you tend to get angry when he gets overbearing. Although he finds your anger attractive, he doesn't want to be the reason you're upset so he just makes sure you don't know he's pulling the strings to protect you.

Billy always has a hand on you, especially in public. Be it on your lower back, on your waist, around your shoulders or have you hold his arm. He's a possessive man and wants his "territory" to be visibly marked.

Also he's an absolute sap for you clinging on to him but he won't admit that openly. He has a face to maintain.

So, in private, he often seeks the comfort of your physical closure, holding you close whenever he can

It could be out of a reasonable fear for your lives. In his line of work, it was easy to become a widow or a widower prematurely. After all he's suffered, he has a wife that loves him and sometimes he feels like he has to hold on to with all of his strength so that you don't leave him

Not that you're planning to

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@intothesoul

[mrpenguinpants]

Xiao: Jealous HCs

But never be ashamed of anything anon. We believe in Xiao supremacy in this house. I treat Xiao as this angry boy who just wants to be hugged but refuses to say so.

I’d like to think it would cross his mind and yes, you are right 👀 green with envy as they say. I’m desperate for Xiao crumbs and waiting for him to drop so he can rip my HCs apart.

yes aha..part 3;; I’m not slow at all with requests haha...don’t look at me like that. I’m trying okay. It’s still day 1.

💕🥰 but ty all for the support! I hope you’re still here... I’m still working on my writing style and getting back into the swing of things.

Here’s my second appreciation post for @cattycattitude​ Beautiful human being that has been with me since the beginning and fuck I’m in love 💕💕

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Semi Part 1: Friendship

Semi Part 2: Falling in Love

Semi Part 3: Cuddles

Semi Part 4: Protective

Semi Part 5: Affection

Semi Part 7: First Kiss

Semi Part 8: Opposites Attract

Semi Part 9:  String of Fate [Soulmate] HCs

Semi Part 10:  [ Fainting ]

Really liking this semi-series. Never meant for them to be connected but look at how far our boy has grown 💕💕 aka look at how many liberties I took.

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[taglist]  <- if you want to be added, please read this first.

@hanniejji  @mikeysbike @unionwitch @musekala @twistedsunnshiii @stanzastic @akaasea @xoneaboveallx @adoring-ghost @asheseiler @childelover @youaskedfurret​ @snowy224 

Xiao: Jealous HCs

Xiao has been alive for a very long time. He’s felt hatred, sadness, and every ugly emotion under the sun. But when Rex Lapis had released him from that possession and he was given a second chance, he promised himself that he would not let himself go down that hole again. He’s been living in solitude and even the barest amount of social interaction he does have, he still keeps his distance. That was until you kicked down and broke the door and entered his life. It was the first time he had ever felt love, affection, and happiness. He was grateful and respectful to Rex Lapis and his fellow adepti but with you, a growing sense of personal protectiveness burst forth but even then, he had never been extremely jealous over anyone.

If you played with Dusty Ming then he was fine with it. If someone was taking up your time he might get protective sure, but never extremely jealous. Even when Rex Lapis himself complimented you on your looks or prowess, he would never feel jealous. He either didn’t know the person or trusted them and while it was his duty to protect Liyue, he never associated himself with any others so what was there to be jealous of? That was Xiao’s mental rant as he watched Childe of all people talking with you and beside you and-

“Deep breaths Xiao. Remember what Guizhong taught you. You cannot pick up your spear and beat your problems into submission. It is not healthy and it is frowned upon in 7 regions”

He might have gotten a bit too used to your affection plus adding onto the fact that it was Childe, the man that thought it was a good idea to summon an ancient god just so he could get the attention of Rex Lapis, therefore endanger you - and Liyue but mostly you - meant that he was dangerous and a schemer and who knows what else. Maybe he was just a bit touched starved but with Childe taking up all your time and how casual Childe was skinship. From ruffling your hair, swinging an arm around you, and laughing along he couldn’t help but feel that familiar green monster dig itself into his heart and laugh at him.

You still have his sleeve on you and in theory that should be enough but Childe doesn’t know the first thing about Liyue traditions if it doesn’t involve fighting. For christ sake, he used the expensive chopsticks Zhongli gave him as weapons. He doesn’t understand why Zhongli and you say he can’t eviscerate him. It was fine, it wasn’t as if he was some animal that constantly needed your attention and care so he could stay strong. What would you say if you saw him like this?

It’s only when Childe, looks him in the eye, grins smugly, and places a hand on your shoulder that Xiao snaps his chopsticks in half and proceeds to throw the pointed end at Childe’s head. Reputation be damned.

It took a bit but you managed to rip out the chopsticks from the wall of where Childe’s head was. A quick apology to Verr, who didn’t even seem mad that the wall almost had a chopstick hole sticking through it said it was alright, and you quickly dragged Xiao up to the balcony.

“Alright, I know you don’t like Childe and that’s completely understandable but you can’t just attack him like that okay?” you sighed as you looked at the huffy adeptis. He never liked Childe in the first place but it never escalated to a point where he actually tried to attack the fatui. Threats, all the time, but if it wasn’t for Childe’s reflexes you were sure that he would be in some serious danger.

“He’s dangerous and a threat. You shouldn’t associate with him so much and letting him get to close. You never know what those Fatui are thinking” Xiao huffed, crossing his arms and turning away to look over Liyue from the railing. It almost seemed like he was...pouting?

You look at him curiously as you study his features. Looking for cues that only you would recognize before a small lightbulb went off. Come to think of it, it has been awhile since you were up here, just the two of you. You slowly reached over and slide your hand between his arms so you could curl your fingers around his. Your palm resting on his as you slowly but surely pull him into a hug. You almost laugh a bit when his arms go immediately around your frame and pulls you in closer  

“I’m sorry. I guess I have been spending a bit of time with Childe and Zhongli. But you still can’t try and stab Childe ok?” you grin as you cup his face as his yellow eyes stare back at yours. He seems to ponder about it for a second before huffing and nodding.

“Good boy” you laughed as you kiss his forehead. Xiao hmms happily, he missed this. It still felt a bit weird to him to express this type of affection and to receive it but it was nice. The moment however was ruined when he saw Childe talking to Zhongli and pointing at you both from underneath the stairwell. His face immediately glared at the harbinger. You said he shouldn’t try and attack him so...

“Xiao, did you ju-?”

“DID YOU SEE THAT ZHONGLI? HE HISSED AT ME! HE ACTUALLY HISSED AT ME!”

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I kinda forgot I used to write small fics at the bottom. Whoops, Xiao is a goodboy. Best boy. I do not see childe because he is a scammer. If Childe is a fox then Xiao is a cat. I take no criticism.  

[swiftdove]

prompt list

prompts

1. “i don’t love you anymore.”

2. “if anyone ever tells you they’re interested in you beyond getting laid, they’re a fucking liar.”

3. “i’m not yours. don’t call me yours.”

4.“you know what? fuck you.”

4. “i cheated. many, many times. and i regret absolutely nothing.”

5. “please, don’t shut me out.”

6. “you’re not okay! stop telling me you’re okay!”

7. “are you bleeding?”

8. “just go.” “but-“ “leave, now!”

9. “did you ever realize that you were hurting me? or did you just not care?”

10. “oh my god, what the hell are you doing here?”

11 “you aren’t the person i fell in love with years ago.”

12. “we should take a break.”

13. “how could anyone ever love you?”

14. “i don’t believe you. not one bit.”

15. “you lying piece of shit!”

16. “what happened to us? really, what the fuck happened?”

17. “they’re dead.”

18. “i want you out of my house. right now.”

19. “i’m exhausted.”

20. “you were supposed to be there for me. and you weren’t. you weren’t there.”

21. “i never wanna see you again.”

22. “if you ever think about calling me again, don’t.”

23. “i’m disappointed. really.”

24. “who? ..wait, you’re talking about [name]? honey, they died a couple months ago.”

25“you’re amazing, really. but i love them. not you.”

26“you are the most inconvenient person ever.”

27“frankly, i don’t give a fuck.”

28“do you have to be such a damn nuisance?”

29“don’t look at me like that.” “like what?” “like you care about me.”

30“it was so incredibly easy to manipulate you.”

31“i always wondered why you chose me.. now, i know. it was all a lie.”

32“no, there is no second chance! you lost every single chance with me when you thought of our relationship as a fucking bet!”

33“don’t think for one second that i ever cared about you. you’d be lying to yourself.”

34“please, even if you’re lying, just tell me you love me.”

35“i’d rather die than look at you for another second.”

36“don’t you have somewhere to be? other people to fuck? or do you only do that when you’re in a relationship—“

37“when will you get the hint? i don’t fucking like you!”

38“you aren’t coming back, are you?”

39“it’s been a year since they died, and it still feels the same. like i’m being suffocated.”

40“god, no wonder your ex-partner left you.”

41“i didn’t think you’d be the one to break my heart.”

42“i’m not the type of person you should fall in love with.”

43“if you walk out of that door, i’ll hate you for as long as i live.”

44“i wonder why people care about you when you’re not worth the stress.”

45“don’t come any closer.”

46“i only have a couple days left.”

47“you didn’t mean that, right? right?”

48“how many times do you expect me to forgive you?”

49“ i wish i'd known when you were born that you were going to betray me like this. ”

50“ i never expected this from you. ”

51“ have you hit your head? ”

52“ are you in your senses? ”

53“ are you doing drugs? ”

54“ what have i done to deserve this? ”

55“ i raised you like my own child and this is how you pay me back? ”

56“ why would you betray us like this? ”

57“ you've disgraced me. ”

58“ our reputation will be ruined. ”

59“ we're going to be the next talk of town. ”

60“ you will make a fool out of us. ”

61“ you have made a fool out of us. ”

62“ have you no respect for us? ”

63“ we expressly forbade you . ”

64“ i'm so disgusted i can't even — ”

65“ you will cut all ties with her . ”

66“ no more. you will stop this now, you will stop meeting with her. ”

67“you don’t have to tell me. but if you do decide you want to, i’ll be here.”

68“you’re being way too nice to me.”

69“relax, i won’t hurt you.”

70“i had to clean up your mess. again.”

71"you can't expect me to apologize."

72“Why can’t you just learn to let the fuck go.”

73“Did it over occur to you that I never wanted this to begin with?”

74“Why can’t you just look at me for one god damn second!”

75“Let go of my hand.”

76“I don’t want to talk to you right now.”

77“Why are you — saying all these things —”

78“You know what? I was wrong. You never really meant anything to me. You’re broken, you’re beyond fixing, you’re not something I want to take the time to handle. Simple as that.”

79“You’re a god damn mistake, that’s what you are.”

80“I never wanted anything to do with you to begin with.”

81“This, us, was a fucking mistake and I should have known the second things went further than planned.”

82“I can’t do this anymore.”

83“I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”

84“If anything, you were a fucking waste of time.”

85“I just don’t feel anything anymore.”

86“Looking at you I see nothing but something I need to put an end to.”

87“Oh? Really? You thought we had a future? What gave you that idea.”

88“Is this even going anywhere?”

89“Why can’t we just talk about it —”

90“Does it ever occur to you that I am done talking? That I am done with reflecting upon my words and action? Can’t you just take a fucking hint that I’m done with you? I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”

91“We’re through. I don’t want to do this anymore.”

92“You were broken to begin with.”

93“I don’t need, or want help, what I want is for you to get the fuck away from me.”

94“You’re damaged goods and I can’t find the patience to take on you as a project.”

95“I just wanted you to love me.”

96“Don’t you dare touch me”

97“You let them do this to me!”

98“You don’t deserve this pain”

99“Why don’t you go crying to them then, huh? That’s what you did last time”

100“I can’t kiss you knowing that they kissed you too”

101. “Leave”

102. “I told you to stay away from me”

103. “I can’t believe you forgot”

104. “All you care about is yourself”

105 “I thought I told you to never come back here”

106 “I can’t even look at you”

107 “This is what your selfishness did!”

108 “You are evil, cruel, foul and you break everything you touch”

109 “It’s okay if you don’t blame yourself because I sure do”

110 “Please don’t leave me here”

111 “Every time I try to fix something I just make it worse”

112“I’m not as stupid as you think I am.”

113 “You really don’t get it, do you?”

114 "No! You said you wouldn't do it, and yet here we are!"

115. “tell me, which part of me wasn’t enough?”

116. “their blood’s on your hands, even if you can’t see it. and you can never wash it off.”

117. “i’m sorry i’m not what you signed up for.”

118. “I’m not worth it”

119. "Well done. You've officially pushed away everyone that's ever given a fuck about you."

120. “When did you stop loving me?”

121. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough?”

122. “How did things go so wrong?”

123. “When did things fall apart?”

124. “Which part of me wasn’t enough?”

125. “How do I make you love me again?”

126. “Please answer me.”

127 “Nothing ever goes right!”

128 “Why do you have to ruin everything?!”

129 “Why do you hate me so much?”

130 “Things will be better this way.”

131. “I swear to god if you jump-”

132 “I trusted you.”

133“I never thought this would happen.”

134 “This is all my fault.”

135. “You’re supposed to be yelling at me! And… and hitting me! Why aren’t you doing that?!”

136. “The body is what gets us caught”

137. “I’m not flipping a coin to decide whether or not I go to jail tonight.”

138. “That’s not on me, it’s on you.”

139. “I’m not the person you think I am. And I can’t tell you what that means or what I’ve done.”

140. “What did you do to him?”

141. “And that makes it okay?”

142. “Are you afraid to die?”

143. “What would you do if I didn’t come back?”

144. “I just wanted a family.”

145. “So pick. Who do you hate more? Me or the man who killed your father?”

146. “Can you really blame me?”

147 “How could you do this?”

148 “Can you be the one to do it?”

149. “Does this mean what I think it means?”

150. “Are you leaving?”

151. “How do we fix this?”

152 “Would you hate me?”

153 “Do you want to die?”

154“How many more innocent people have to die?”

155 “Can you promise me no one else has to get hurt?”

156. “ stop doing that— stop trying to hide your emotions from me. ”

157 “ i can’t make you trust me. but i’m gonna stick around long enough for you to realize you can. ”

158 “Don’t just run off like that, you scared me.”

159 “ not everyone is just gonna become another scar. some people will stay, if you let them. ”

160. “ i feel like i’ve been living in a storm for so long, like i’m just drifting from wave or wave hoping i won’t drown. ”

161 “ what happened to you? what made you so scared to stay still long enough to let someone in? ”

162 “ i don’t wanna be scared anymore. ”

163 “Admitting that I’m right is always a good option.”

164 “ even when you smile, your eyes are still sad. ”

165 “ you’re safe with me. you can let go. breathe. ”

166“ every time i touch you, there’s a moment where you look like you think it will hurt. ”

167 “ why aren’t you scared of me? ”

168. “ you’d accept a caress from the same hands that leave you bruised, just to feel warm. ”

169. “ i’ll kill anyone that makes you hurt like that again. i’d kill them just for taking your smile. ”

170. “ i want to keep you all to myself. i don’t want anyone but us to know the things we do in secret. ”

171. “ yes. i killed them— but i did it for you. ”

172.“ i had to do it. no one gets to make you sad and get away with it. ”

173 “It’s too early to get up. Let’s stay a little longer.”

174"Hey wait a minute, is- is that blood?"

175“i think i’m depressed but who knows.”

176 “I thought you were better than this.”

177 “Please come home.”

178 “I wish I didn’t miss you anymore.”

179 “Did you ever really care for me?”

180 “Was there a time when you weren’t laughing at me on the inside? You lied the whole time..”

181 “Liar! How could do you this do me?”

182. “I spent every day thinking about you..”

183. “Did you really have to do that to me?”

184. “How do you expect me to forget what you’ve done!”

185. “You need a break from all that work. Come lay down.”

[oldbookist]

canon era dining

for @midasinc, who asked about food!

It's definitely not a dumb question! Sometimes the small details are the hardest to write and research, but they really add a lot of depth to your setting.

One of my primary motivations for learning French was because I HATE reading British sources on France from this period, which seemingly cannot go more than a few paragraphs without expounding on the superiority of British culture and civilization, and of course, complaining about the French. For example: French people are too happy. French women are too confident and converse with men too easily. French meat is too seasoned.

However, British travel guides are actually great resources for things like this, because they're actually meant to educate readers who aren't already familiar with 19th century Paris. So you can get lots of information about lodgings, culture, entertainment, and yes, food.

So what kinds of foods are we looking at? These are just a few examples of what you might find on Parisian menus in the 1820s-30s:

Meat and poultry: beef, mutton, ham, chicken, goose, duck, turkey, veal, partridge, quail, pigeon

Seafood: salmon, carp, turbot, mackerel, sole, oysters by the dozen

Vegetables: beans, potatoes, spinach, lettuce, asparagus, artichoke, celery, sorrel, cabbage

Fruits: lemon, pear, apple, apricot, cherry, plum, orange, grape, peach, strawberry, raspberry

Sauce: above British writer also complains that the French put sorrel sauce on everything.

And of course, bread, cheese, and wine. For actual meals, please refer to the menus.

One thing that struck me about the high-end fine dining establishments is the sheer size of the menus, which could have upwards of 100-250 dishes! I was originally going to post an actual menu, but that would make this post way too long, so you can just find them in my linked sources. For dinner at one of these restaurants, you might order a bottle or half-bottle of good quality wine, bread, a potage (thick soup), meat and fish, a vegetable entremet, dessert, and a small glass of liqueur. An English writer estimates the average cost of this meal at a fashionable restaurant to be about 9 francs, though one may be able to get a similar meal at other restaurants for 5-7 francs.

These prices, however, should not be considered the average cost of a meal in general, as it is noted that cheaper restaurants serve "four dishes, half-a-bottle of wine, a dessert, and as much bread as the guest chooses to eat, for 30 sous" (less than 2 francs.*) Meals could be bought at nearly any price point, from under 1 franc to over 10. At the low end of this range (though they varied widely), you could find traiteurs, eating houses where you could eat in or order food to be delivered to your house or apartment at a fixed time and price. You could also order cooked meats from a rotisseur, or apparently buy the meat yourself and send it to the rotisseur to have it seasoned and cooked.

An English writer notes of the people who live in Parisian apartments, “Many people living in this way keep no servant at all to themselves; they depend on the porter for taking any message which may come for them when they are not at home; they have their dinner sent by a traiteur at a fixed price by the day, and hire a woman by the week to come and make the beds and sweep the room.” This does sound very much like how Marius lives in the Gorbeau house, and Les Amis probably live similarly. Sometimes traiteurs would be attached to a certain lodging house or hotel, but even without it was sometimes possible to get your meals from wherever you lodged, cooked by the proprietress or her cook, as at the Thénardier inn.

It would of course be remiss to ignore the two locations most prominent in Les Mis—the Café Musain and the Corinthe cabaret. The word "cabaret" had not yet come into its modern usage and is typically translated into English as a public house, or pub. Cafés served coffee, liqueur, breakfast and lunch, with "sandwiches, chops, sausages, eggs, pates, with Burgundy, or some other excellent wine." It is noted that cafés do not usually serve dinner or supper.

Could they cook for themselves? Putting aside the question of should they cook, the answer is...it depends? A writer from the 1860s claims that nearly every apartment had a kitchen, albeit a very small one, basically a tiny room or alcove with a fourneau. But even if you don't have a kitchen, if you have a fire, you can theoretically cook. (And even if you don't, I guess—Marius doesn't have a fire but cooks his own meat, so presumably he uses Mme. Burgon's kitchen?)

Sorry for the long post, but we are talking about food…in France.

* 1 franc = 20 sous, 1 sou = 5 centimes

The New Picture of Paris, from the Latest Observations (includes menu for Grignion's)

Peter Hervé, 1829

A Narrative of Three Years' Residence in France, Principally in the Southern Departments, from the Year 1802 to 1805

Anne Plumptre, 1810

Bentley's Miscellany, Volume 54

1863

Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 1

1834

The Student's Guide to the Hospitals and Medical Instituions of Paris

John Wiblin (M.R.C.S.), 1839

A Rough Sketch of Modern Paris

John Gustavus Lemaistre, 1803

A New Picture of Paris, Or, The Stranger's Guide to the French Metropolis (includes menu for Very's)

Edward Planta, 1831

Galignani's Picture of Paris, Being a Complete Guide to All the Public Buildings (includes menu for Brizzi's and Les Trois Frères Provençaux)

1818

Edited 1/27/22: a correction, added another source

[iwadori]

Haikyu Boys neglecting you for another girl PT 1 (Kenma)

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Word count: 1.3K

Genre: angst,fluff

masterlist

Kenma:

You go over to your boyfriend ,Kenma’s, house every weekened to play on your shade survival minecraft world 

But one week you were too cramped to come over one week so you missed out on a gaming session 

At school the following week you heard Kuroo and the guys teasing Kenma over a new found gaming friend 

But you payed no attention

Now you’re done with your exams and ready to continue on w/ Kenma on fighting the enderdragon and building up your world

You get to Kenmas house an hour after finishing your school club, upon entering you hear him button smashing upstairs (per usual) but something not so usual was him giggling with laughter...

Kenma.Your stoic boyfriend Kenma. giggling..

Because of your confusion you slowly go up the stairs as his laughter ensues making you more perplexed ‘kenma barely talks to people that aren’t Kuroo and me, especially someone who makes him laugh this much’ you think to yourself.

“Ella, i’ve found the stronghold! Just follow me” Kenma exclaimed as you entered his bedroom “Yes Ella you have to press X to jump” he laughed again

‘Ella, who’s ella’ you think. You hear a response on the other end but you can make it out properly. Kenma and ‘Ella’ continue on speaking making plans on what they’re about to do next.. with Kenma not noticing you came into his room yet. You look at the TV and notice that Kenma is playing with someone else on YOUR world that you started which made you slightly agitated. 

You purposefully drop your bag a tad too aggressively, but that seems to work as you catch Kenmas attention as he turns to you for a split second as he mumbles quitely “Oh hey babe” before swiftly getting engrossed again into the game.

Annoyed, you sit on next to him on the bed waiting.. JUST WAITING for some proper acknowledgement to which you received none. You just sat there mindlessly scrolling through your phone as he continuously talked with Ella AND coached her through killing the ender dragon (a plan that you and Kenma said to do together since the beginning of your minecraft survival world idea)

After almost an hour of just sitting there idly, you decide to get up pick up your bag and leave. Hoping just hoping that your ‘oh-so great and caring’ boyfriend would take off his headset and stop you from leaving. But this isn’t a movie of course... so no Kenma did not run straight after you pull you into his arms and comfort you. He stayed in his room laughing away with Ella putting you at the back of his mind.

You go straight home and cry still wishing for a follow-up text on the incident that happened at Kenmas but no response there.

Luckily for you, it was half term break meaning there was no school for a couple weeks so you didn’t have to face the awkward confrontation or lack thereof with Kenma at school. But it was unlucky for you since usually every half term and weekend you’d spend at Kenmas but obviously now you can’t.

You do wonder if he’s thought about texting or calling you to reconcile or even just thought about you at all. You desperately wanted to reach out to him, but with your relationship you do feel that you’re the one that always has to start the conversation after you’ve had a ‘falling out.’ So all you do is wait ( assuming that you’ve broke up or something for now.)

The two weeks of break has ended and now you’re back at school waiting to face the music. The whole day, you felt anxious waiting to bump into him in the corridor or see him at lunch but you never did.

Later that day you get a message..

Kuroo: Hey y/n! How have you been ??

Y/N: Fine.. i guess

Kuroo: How are things with Kenma

Y/N: Tbh I don’t really know, we haven’t spoken since the weekend...two weeks ago I don’t think we’re together anymore..

Kuroo: Y/N don’t say that you and Kenma are definitley how do you spell deathfinetly? still together just meet him today at the arcade at 8pm and ALL WILL BE REVEALED 

Y/N: okay....

Kuroo: DW Y/N! It’ll all be fine

Nervous, you get changed (making sure to look extra cute because this may be the last time you’ll have the title of ‘Kenma’s Girlfriend’ :(( ) You arrive at the arcade and look around for a second before spotting Kenma at the race car game (where you had your first date) and it looks to you he is hiding something behind his back..

When you reached him he looked very shy (even more so then usual) and you were about to speak before he shouted

“Y/N!” he said cringing at the volume of his own voice “ I need to tell you something, more like show you..”

You stood before him with your arms crossed silently tapping your foot waiting on him to continue. Surprisingly, he brings in front of you a little girl who looked about 8 or 9 with a very very cute face.

“n-n-nice to meet you” she bowed in front of you a blush covering her face

“Y/N this is Ella” Kenma said “My new step-sister”

You were shocked to say the least Kenma having a new sister that was great but didn’t answer ALL your questions. Judging your facial expressions Kenma led you and him to sit down letting Ella go on play (as you obviously watch her close-by) 

“Okay, I know you’re probably confused but Ella is ma’s new boyfriends daughter and that time you came over my house was my first time ‘meeting’ her so instead of doing it physically I thought the best thing to do was to play minecraft with her and as I was so focused on that I kinda sorta forgot about our usual dates and over half term I went over to hyogo were Ella and her dad live for the break to meet them officially I’m sorry very very very sorry Y/N for not contacting you i just assumed you were mad at me ... which you still probably are now so i understand if you want to break up and i-” Kenma stops hearing you slightly chuckle looking exasperated after all that rambling. 

Thats the most you’ve ever heard Kenma speak in one go ever and you thought it was endearing that he has a new sister. Of course you were mad that your boyfriend that he neglected you for weeks but you were definitley over that and wanted to just continue on with your life with him.

Kenma stared at you expecting some form of response and all you did was stand up, go to him and pat his head. 

“You’re so cute kenma” you said “Of course I was mad, but i get it now”

“So are we still boyfr-”

“Miss Y/N” asked Ella looking up at you awww how cute “Are you and nii-chan boyfrined and girlfriend”

Kenma and Ella both stared at you expectedly waiting on your response (Kenma more than Ella)

“Of course he’s my boyfriend sweetie!” You said ruffling her head and you hear Kenma sigh in relief “Let’s go play some games now come one Kenma”

You hold Kenma’s hand as Ella runs ahead of you

“Also Kenma..” you let go of his hand “You let her play on our world..seriously”

Kenma awkwardly rubs the back of his neck and chuckles

“I’ll make it up to Y/N dont worry “ he said

And he did do that indeed, as it seems over the break he built a mansion for you and him and reset the end so you complete the ender dragon with him. But you did also include Ella in on your world now and you and her got closer to the point where she will call you nee-chan.

Authors Note: how do you feel about the ending ?

I hope this is well, I’m not that used with Kenmas character so i hope i wrote it good and you like it! Please give me comments and feedback and my request are open so send in your request please!! Also this was meant to be a part two to my ‘taking a prank too far’ but i kinda wrote this in a different direction