#school days were the best. college days were good too. can't say about their married life that track just doesn't interest me as of now

[evilminji]

"DO BETTER!" Says Now Televised Fanboy

He, Dash Baxter is a Phan-Stan!! It's kinda his thing. See, he's a fancy ass talk show host now. Married Paulie, moved out of Amity, actually DID something with his life. His parents? Did not approve. Long n short of it? He got kicked out.

Paulie's parents were PISSED.

Retaliated by giving him all the help he needed getting EVERY scholarship he qualified for. He went to a really nice college. Missed his girlfriend like mad. But she was off in Metropolis, terrifying weaker men. Conquering the fashion scene.

And SOMEHOW? Thanks to that long talk he had with Phantom (*incoherent fanboy gibbering noises* SO COOL!) he's worked to be... more of a LEADER, you know? Less of an asshole. Cause he's popular. People copy him. He can't be an asshole.

So, somehow, when he's punching out some try-hard that thinks he's hot shit for bullying a Nerd? He and the nerd get talking, right? Cause the guy got his glasses completely fucked up. And it's what Phantom would do.

But GET THIS? Guy's never HEARD of Phantom! Is super curious, cause he runs a small time Hero's show on the web. And, Dude? Is it your LUCKY DAY! Cause you just met THE number 1 fan of Phantom, hands down!! He makes his VERY spirited case, about why Phantom is THE best Hero to ever have lived. And this guy?

Entranced.

In AWE.

Just straight up BEGS him to join his show. Cause apparently? He was BORN for it. Which? Yeah. He HAS been giving speechs to the team for YEARS now. And Talking at fan meet ups. Leading fan meet ups. Hosting parties... actually, now that he thinks about it? He DOES do a lot of public speaking? Huh.

But still, he's about to say "no", when?

Dude mentions? He'll get to talk about Phantom.

SOLD!

It. Blows. Up. Absolutely EVERYONE is in love with his pretty face, hot bod, and STRONG opinions. But they ALSO have no idea who Phantom is! Paulie! This is CRIMINAL! Horrifying! What is going ON!?

Some bullshit information black out, apparently. At least according to her... friendly Nemesis? The Goth Dweeb. Who's engaged, apparently? So good for her. Unsurprisingly, it's too the OTHER Dweebs, but still. Bout time she started planning to drag them to a court house. She's the only one with any spine in that group! If she waited for THEM to propose?

Not even as Ghosts, man.

They'd get distracted by shiny nerd shit and whimp out.

Still... a world where NO ONE knows how Awesome, Phantom is? Not on HIS watch!

So he works it in. To every segment. It becomes "his thing". Oh? Super man saved a kitten from a tree? Cute. Well PHANTOM saved a bus full of Ghost Puppies from a shady, rouge, Goverment agency. Do BETTER, Superman!

The Flash, who is a cheap knock-off and stole his name, took down an Ice Villian? Adorable! PHANTOM stopped a Rouge WINTER SPIRIT with the help of YETI WARRIORS then assisted in giving FREE medical care for anyone who needed it! Here's a picture of him making GHOST ICE SNOWMEN for small children! Do BETTER, Knock-off!

What's THAT you say? Wonder Woman fought a GOD in down town paris?

Excellent work Wonder Woman. Flawless as always. But YOU, god-boy, are a disappointment! All that power! And WHAT do you use it for? Are you even supposed to BE here?? PHANTOM uses his power to HELP people! Is awesome and knows TONS of better gods! You're just salty you didn't make the cut!

DO BETTER!

And obviously? No one believes him. There's no record of this "Phantom" guy. The pictures look fantastical and vaguely glitchy/glowy. Not quite right. They GOTTA be photo shopped. Manipulated somehow. But? As a shtick? A fake "perfect Superhero" is kinda funny and unique.

And it's one hell of Fake Hero!

A Dead Champion? Who fights gods and monsters? Rouge agencies? Sassy and tragic? With a mysterious past? Pretty cool! There's even an Offical Comic from some guy that went to the same high-school as Baxter!

Of course, as Baxter get more and more popular? The "meme" hero, Phantom, get more well known? People get more interested in where Dash grew up. You know, just a bored Google. Maybe see if the hero was based off a local legend or something. But... huh...

The Town website?

Weirdly? Sanitized.

Like... like aggressively sanitized. All smooth edges and no details. Very "move along, citizen". Ha ha... it's part of the joke right? They get it! They'll just look up local restaurants or som-....

Wait...

Hey, guuuuys?

Are you finding ANYTHING?

And! Nothing. And I do mean NOTHING! Triggers the "oh? Secrets???" Instincts of a Hacker, like finding a hard blank wall of "KEEP OUT". Especially when it's somewhere it rightfully shouldn't BE.

All it would take? Is ONE person, of decent skills and an account on Certain Forums, getting bored enough to Google the Dude On The TV(TM)? For the GIW's lil walls to come crashing down. Because yeah, you can stop ONE hacker. Even two. Probably five or six.

But how about thousands?

Hundreds of thousands?

From every time zone. Competing. Just to see what you HAVE and don't want them to see. Maybe they do something with it, maybe they don't. But fuck it, you're being RUDE and now they're CURIOUS. And THEN? Oh. Oh holy shit.

Not a meme.

Very real.

Not a joke.

The walls come crumbling down, down, down. Ripped apart by hundreds of hands. Emails sent to every sort of agency. The JLU line inundated with emergency tips. Not a joke. Not A Joke. Holy Shit, IT WASN'T A JOKE!

Phantom is REAL!

And there, on TV, stands the Man. The signal FINALLY breaching containment. Fighting off the invading God of the week. Built like statue, hair like an aurora borealis of white fire held almost delicately in place by a CROWN of ice, a suit made of void and starlight. Inhuman. Beyond human.

Here to help.

A laugh that crackles like ice and the snap of winter, rolls through the air like coming storms, rich and somehow warm. A smile that bares teeth, yet turns so KIND when he looks upon humanity, as though we are precious and worth fighting for. A living star.

A... a once living star.

And in the center of it all? Wearing his BESPOKE, custome made, Number 1 Phan full body outfit? That's right. Dash Baxter. Ha! You fuckers doubted him! Behold his blorbo and WEEP, ya fuckin casuals! The BESTEST of boys! The FINEST of Heros! Superman? Could NEVER.

And now? The weather!

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Mistake

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Pairings: Professor!Natasha Romanoff x College Student!Female Reader

Word count: 4.2k

Tags | Warnings: +18 smut, ANGST, vile, mean, obsessive, hurt and dark Natasha, Natasha has a penis, top!Natasha, bottom!reader, hate fuck, crying but def not dacryphilia, kind of dubcon, noncon breeding

Author's Note: This is by far the darkest fic that was requested to me…I might be overreacting but I just a baby. I don't know how Latin honors works from others so I just referenced it to mine. Plot is kind of inspired with the song Teacher's Pet but it's the other way around. Request

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"What happened to us?" She asked again. The question hung in the air, demanding an answer that you know yourself wouldn't be willing to give.

Because you just want to forget it, forget it all—forget her.

⧗

"Isn't Y/N your rival since like 8th grade? You always hated the girl man! How come you're confessing your feelings to her on our graduation day?!" Rhodey groaned while rubbing his entire face as he talked to his best friend who just told his deep shocking secret.

"That's when I started loving her too." Tony simply replied.

You and Tony were actually schoolmates since grade school. And you have always been a top performing student ever since, while Tony only got to show his skills and intelligence not until high school—late bloomer as they say.

Who would imagine that the shy weird kid back in grade school would turn into a big massive fuckboy slash science freak in high school until college?

"So what's the plan, man?" Rhodey can only ask. He and Tony have been side by side since forever so there is no way he will not support him in getting to you. "Tony, as much as I want to support you in this…thing. You know your reputation. First, you are Y/N's acads rival, as long as there are numbers and letters and numbers and letters mixed together you are enemies and everybody knows that. Second, you have a reputation of sleeping with so many women. You know you didn't have your name cleared about the sleep night with the entire cheerleading team two years ago, in fact you didn't want your name cleared because you liked having that reputation."

"That was two years ago, I'm different now, at least I am trying too."

"I can't believe this. But honestly, I'd hit that." Rhodey smirked, showing your beach photo wearing a maxi skirt, a crochet top and the black glasses you always wore.

"Okay, enough of that! That's…that girl is mine, man. Please bro code." He snatched his friends' phone away from him and turned it off. Tony doesn't need to look at your photos anymore since he had memorized each photo of yours because he had been checking on your Instagram for at least twice a day.

"I was just joking! Of course I wouldn't." Rhodey chased his phone and was able to get it before Tony put it in his pocket. "So what's the plan? How will you…you know?" He shrugged while looking intently at his friend.

"Don't worry, I'm never running out of plans and pick up lines." He let out a laugh while also flexing his biceps

"Hey, hey! Friendly advice man? Just cut with your bad pick up lines and be a man. You just told me she's the girl you want to marry and she looks like the type who wouldn't fall for jokes or pick up lines. This isn't any rom coms, if you want her to fall in love with you, compliment and admire her mind—her intelligence."

"O…kay…where did that come from? That was a good one, Rhodey. I never thought I would hear that from you." Tony tried not to laugh his ass off, but the words of wisdom his friend just told him was something he needed.

Rhodey just shrugged, a genuine smile on his face showing as he looked at his friend. "I've always had it in me, Tony. It's just you never asked for some advice. Besides, you're different and so am I. And now, seeing you genuinely in love with this girl? I just know you need some unsolicited advice from mister lover boy right here."

"Hey, I'm a mister lover boy too." Tony pouted.

"You can be. But first, we have 8 minutes to get to Mr. Coulson's class."

The two sprinted out of the cafeteria, not even noticing Professor Romanoff sitting in the corner, her nails grazing hard against her own coffee mug.

⧗

"You're not gonna run for Latin?" You asked Tony, you were frustrated, you expected him to be your rival up until the end but when you knew you were the only one who filed for latin honors in your class, you were infuriated. You should be thankful, really, because you have no more competition but…

"I had 2.75 in molecular dynamics in 3rd year, if you didn't know. So basically, I'm not eligible to run for latin since then." You huffed at his reply, you don't know if it's out of disbelief or relief because he had that grade that made him not qualified for latin anymore.

"Did you purposely fail that class?" You asked him suspiciously. "Because I don't want to have this honor if you just basically gave it away. Like what you did in our elemag quiz bee during 10th grade, you said I only won because you basically let me, because you were just forced to join."

Tony pinched his nose, trying to hold a giggle. You are so cute, he thought to himself. Always so competitive and he loved every bit of it.

"I sucked at the subject, I promise, princess." He replied sincerely, not teasingly and provoking like he always was when he talks to you. Like when he tells you to calm yourself down before you internalize everything you had reviewed for a quiz bee, because it's just him you're gonna have to contend in some stupid quizzes.

You hated the man, but he's like a part of your system. You wouldn't function without him infuriating you—without him always competing with you.

"So…congratulations, summa cum laude." You were shocked at his words and genuineness but you didn't let him notice. For once, he didn't annoy you—for once—he's not your rival.

Before Tony could hand you the bouquet of tulips he was holding, a student suddenly rushed up to you.

"Hey, Y/N," the student said, her cheeks blushing as her eyes darted between you and Tony. "Professor Romanoff is asking for you in her office."

Hiding the tulips behind his back, Tony feigned nonchalance while you fought back your irritation. You couldn't believe it—even after all this time, he still had an effect on the women in your school. Unknown to you, the student had glimpsed the flowers he was secretly holding in his hands where she thought were for you.

"R-right now?" You stammered and the student nodded before bidding goodbye to the both of you.

"Are you alright?" Tony asked, noticing you turned pale.

As Tony asked you if you were okay, you found yourself blurting out, "Can you come with me?" You immediately regretted your words, silently cursing yourself for asking for help from the one person you loathed the most.

Despite the tension between the two of you, Tony agreed to accompany you to Professor Romanoff's office. As you walked, he fidgeted awkwardly, still holding the bouquet of flowers behind his back. Whenever you stole a glance in his direction, he'd turn away, so you wouldn't notice the bouquet peeking behind him.

The walk was filled with an uncomfortable silence, neither of you uttering a single word until you reached the professor's office.

Tony was about to reach for the door handle to Professor Romanoff's office, you quickly stopped him, passing him your bag. He shot you a questioning look, his eyes filled with concern as he asked, "Are you okay?"

You just gave him a small nod. He took your bag without protest and offered a reassuring nod in return.

"I'll wait for you here," he said, awkwardly holding your tote bag and wiggling his fingers as you go inside. His other arm was tired from having to hold the bouquet behind his back.

He could give it to you after, he thought.

⧗

You closed the door, but you deliberately left it unlocked. After a moment, Professor Romanoff emerged from the bathroom, her eyes scanning the room until they landed on you.

"Professor." You said, your head bowed in submission. Despite your fear and trepidation, you couldn't bring yourself to meet her gaze, keeping your eyes on your shoes as you struggled to maintain your composure.

She walked towards you, your heart pounded in your chest, and you felt a cold sweat breaking out on your forehead. Your lips trembled, and your shoulders tensed up as if preparing yourself for the worst. Your shoulders grazed onto each other as she locked the door behind you, trapping you inside with her.

"Is the pictorial done for graduation?" She asked, it came out soft but cold.

You took a deep breath, gathering what little ounce of courage you had left and managed to stammer out, "Yes."

Professor Romanoff's eyes traveled down your body, scrutinizing your outfit. You were wearing a skirt that teetered on the edge of being too short, paired with a fitted white top and a cardigan. You fidgeted under her intense scrutiny, feeling exposed and vulnerable under her stare.

"May I ask why I was being called, professor?" You asked, you bit your lip after for trembling too much.

"You're the only candidate for the Latin honors in our program. I talked to Professor Coulson and others in the faculty, and all of them said that your position is already secured for it not to drop below a 2," she stated. "Many professors are rooting for you to deliver your speech in 5 months."

And you? You desperately want to ask but you hold yourself back, keeping the question locked inside your mind. You wanted to speak less to her as much as possible, so you just nodded.

The room was filled with silence for several minutes, and you just stood there while she was still sitting in her office chair.

"I missed you."

Your heart literally dropped. The last time you had heard those words from her was two years ago, when you both had been caught up in a dirty secret affair.

"Didn't you miss me too? Detka? " You begged in your mind for her to not to call you those russian pet names again, well, it's one of your weaknesses still after so long.

You shook your head side to side in denial and screwed your eyes shut, as if trying to block out the words and the memories they stirred up. The mere thought of admitting to missing her was too much for you to handle—because you did, you missed her so much and you hated yourself for it. So every time your heart flutters when you see her along the hallways, you move to a different direction just to avoid her or if your mind starts to think about her, you immerse yourself in studying which most of the time failed to work.

You tried to be strong and you think you're doing good at it. You told yourself as long as you're not going to be alone with her again, you'd be fine.

And you are definitely not fine right now...

"After you came back from your immersion program, you didn't talk to me anymore..." Her voice was dark and tinged with hurt that had festered over the time you had spent away.

"What happened to us?" She asked again. The question hung in the air, demanding an answer that you know yourself wouldn't be willing to give.

Because you just want to forget it, forget it all—forget her.

Her words echoed in the air, a single tear slipped down your cheek, your breath growing more labored with each passing second. You couldn't bring yourself to answer her, your throat tight and your body trembling.

"Did you even lo—"

You didn't let her finish, you don't want her to ask you that question because you're afraid about the answer that you had kept hidden, locked in the deep, dark corner of your heart. "What I felt for you was…genuine."

What a nice way to put it.

"Genuine?" She huffed, she could take that one for now, Natasha thought. "If it's genuine then why am I a secret?"

"It was a mistake!" You rushed out before you could even blink. What would people think if they knew? That the top student in the university only got her achievements because she was basically a professor's cock sleeve?

"Nat—Professor…what…what happened before was a mistake. I told you that, right? And you know it too! We talked about it after I went to my immersion, that we'll stop. God, please, you know how wrong it was!" You cried desperately, it's not loud but it's enough for her to hear.

"Mistake?" she snapped and you can see the hurt in her eyes. "The bar, yes. That could be a mistake."

You cleared your throat awkwardly, memories of that night suddenly flooding your mind. The way the two of you danced, the way she laughed, how her lips tasted like whiskey...and then, the realization that hit you both when you're both sobered up. That was the night you slept with her, so much for being drunk you didn't realize it was your professor—the professor you had a crush on.

"What about here?" She pointed to her desk, where she had pounded you for dear life after class because you had joked to her that if you get a perfect quiz then you'll have a reward from her—and you did, she had made you cum twice for the recitation and quiz she had prepared for class, specifically for you. "And there?" You looked towards her sofa, where a lot of things happened between you two. You sucking her when she gets so frustrated during a meeting, riding her if she's too tired from paperworks—all the dirtiest kinks were done on that sofa. Even the softest ones where you both cuddled up after you didn't win the regional college quiz bowl or when you straddled her while teaching her how to tie a necktie.

"Motels, my car, my apartment, here again in my office during prom where you begged me to fuck your ass while wearing your prom queen crown." Her voice grew darker, matching the intense memories playing out in her mind. "Tell me baby, were those a mistake too? It would really hurt my feelings if you said yes."

You sobbed, shaking your head side by side, trying to dispel the memories and she can see the fear and denial in your eyes. You can just walk right now and end this torturous reminiscing. But you felt trapped in place, trapped in those memories, and she was too—she was trapped in the need to make you remember…

"Please, stop." You hiccup, trying to hold back a sob. You continue to shake your head over and over.

"You can't just go around, fuck me up and then say that's it's just a mistake afterwards." She spat, standing to walk towards you.

She loomed over you, her tall frame casting a shadow, making you feel small and vulnerable. She could see you shaking, hear your ragged breathing and it only fueled her frustration.

"Bent over my desk with that perfect little ass in the air, waiting..." She moved closer, her hand reaching out to trace your collarbone.

She watched you scramble to your feet, a dark satisfaction gleaming in her eyes as you approached her desk. She followed close behind, her heels clicking on the floor. When you reached the desk, she pressed a firm hand between your shoulder blades, bending you over it.

As she bent you over, you let out a soft moan, your face pressed against the cool surface of the desk. She could see your body relax, falling into the familiar position. Her hand slowly inched up your skirt, feeling the soft fabric bunch under her fingers. "You still remember, don't you?"

She stepped closer, pressing her length against your backside, feeling the thin barrier of her pants between you two. You found yourself grinding back against her feeling she was growing harder.

"Fuck you're still such a slut for my cock." She smirked as she gripped your waist. "Is it still a mistake? Huh? Slut? You grinding your slutty pussy back against my cock?"

You shook your head side by side, biting your lip to contain your moans.

"I need you to say it, slut." She spat.

"N-no, it's…it's not a mistake, professor." You said in a shaky tone.

Without warning, she reached down and unzipped her pants, pulling out her thick, hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly behind your back, the tip rubbing against your ass through your panties. "Fuck, I've missed this," she pressed the head of her cock against your ass, rubbing it against your panties. "Gonna fuck this tight little pussy again, just like old times."

She pushed aside your panties, revealing your vulnerable entrance, "Missed how perfectly you take me..." In one smooth motion, she thrust forward, burying herself deep inside you.

"N-nat!" Your back arched even further as you cried out a breath.

"I missed you calling me by my name." She said in a ragged breath, "I want you to shout it so Stark can hear it behind those doors." Her other hand reached around to grab your hair, tangling it in her fist as she pulled your head back, forcing you to arch your back further and to look at the door of her office where Tony was waiting. You didn't know how she knew Tony was waiting outside for you.

Your voice only seemed to spur her on. She began pounding into you, the rhythm steady and intense. She pulled out slightly, just the tip still inside you, before slamming back in with renewed ferocity. "You made me struggle, everyday, seeing you walk around in those fucking skimpy clothes...and letting anyone touch you, but not me." Each word was punctuated by a brutal thrust. "I didn't reach you because I respect you so much, love you so fucking much. And I know you will run back to me eventually…"

"But you didn't…fuck, you didn't come back to me. Am I…am I that easy? Y/N?" She asked with so much vulnerability and hate. "Do you know how hard it is to watch you go on for a day without me? When I couldn't?"

You felt some hot liquid dripping down onto your bare back, your clothes being bunched up…are those tears? You are too dumbed down to think but you noticed how Natasha held back a sob, covering up trying to sound cold and resentful towards you.

"Natasha…" you called out to her, you wanted to hold her against you but she snapped forward continuously and sloppily, hitting a spot inside you that made you whimper. "F-fuck!" You cried, it was loud and that made you cover up your own mouth.

Her climax hit and she buried herself to the hilt inside you, holding perfectly still as she rode out her orgasm. Waves of her hot cum filled your pussy, coating your insides, but she didn't say a word, she didn't tell you or even warn you. She just stayed frozen, her body shaking with the intensity of her release.

She gazed down, biting her trembling lip as she observed her cock, slick with both your arousal and her release, still buried deep inside you. A shudder ran through her as she felt the last drops of cum seep out on the tip of her shaft. Slowly pulling out, she couldn't help but moan softly at the erotic sight of her thick cum slowly oozing out of your well-used pussy. You innocently wiggle your ass as you move and it only intensified the lewd display.

You stood all by yourself and she calmly situated herself back into her leather office chair, cleaning herself up, refusing to look at your trembling form.

"N-nat?" You called, a tear running down your cheeks. You saw her reddened eyes and flushed cheeks—you were right—she was crying, but so are you. You slowly backed away, frantically tugging at your disheveled clothes, you could feel her cum still dripping slowly into your panties.

"Nat? Can we talk?" You tried again, you didn't like the feeling of this. You felt used.

"You can go now." She said flatly, her voice devoid of any emotion.

You walked towards the door, desperation etched on your face, hoping for some kind word, any sign of affection. You hated yourself for expecting some that you wanted to slap yourself. You frantically swiped at your wet cheeks, trying your best not to break down in front of her. But no matter how hard you rubbed, more tears spilled out. You couldn't catch a break, each blink bringing forth a new wave of salty drops.

And her? She just sat there, staring at her computer screen, her expression cold and heartless as if nothing happened.

She has done her plan for you anyways. So there is nothing to talk about anymore, the last thing on her list is you running back to her.

As you rushed your way out, you saw your bag on the chair with a bouquet of flowers. "Hey, Y/N. This is for you, I had to leave for the chess team. I really hate doing this but I'd like you to be my date on senior night. —T.S."

You could only huff, your brows pinching together to hold the tears that are threatening to fall again. But you weren't able to help it, you ended up having a break down outside her office, with the flowers on your arm and the evidence of what she did to you still oozing inside of you.

⧗

"Ladies and gentlemen, faculty, family, friends..." Your voice cracked slightly, betraying your nerves, but you steadied yourself, refusing to let the ghosts of the past dictate this moment. "We've worked tirelessly, overcome obstacles, and in some cases, experienced pain both personal and academic."

You glanced down at your notes, a faint smile playing on your lips as you continued. "I'd like to thank my family and friends for their unwavering support, my blockmates for turning sleepless nights into unforgettable memories, and lastly, I want to express my deepest gratitude to the professors who have molded us into the graduates we are today."

As you scanned the audience, your gaze landed on Professor Romanoff, who sat upright, her expression unreadable. You swallowed hard, the lump in your throat threatening to choke you. With a deep breath, you concluded your speech. "Thank you, and congratulations to the class of 2025!"

The graduation ceremony drew to a close, and the air was filled with joyous cheers and the clicking of cameras. As you mingled with your fellow graduates, collecting well-wishes and hugs, you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. It seemed like everyone was drawn to you—your classmates, their families, even some of the professors. You were the center of attention, the summa cum laude, the valedictorian.

As you made your way through the crowd, congratulations ringing in your ears, a different sort of tension gripped you. You shifted uncomfortably, trying to ignore the growing pressure and the whispers that began to rise around you. Your swelling stomach was becoming more prominent by the second, stretching the fabric of your gown. You caught a few raised eyebrows and exchanged looks of confusion among your peers, their eyes glued to you.

The whispers grew louder, more urgent, as realization dawned on everyone. The batch valedictorian delivered her speech with a baby bump that had been concealed beneath flowing gowns and baggy clothes all semester, but now...there was no hiding it. Exactly four months along, your secret was suddenly the most spoken topic at this joyous event.

Tony stood near enough to be seen by you, a bouquet of roses hiding behind his back. He had been about to confess his feelings, to tell you that your intellect and beauty had captivated him all these years you had been rivals. But now, as he noticed the unmistakable curve of your belly…you noticed how he stepped back. His perfectly prepared speech shattered in his mind.

He walked away from you as if he was disappointed in you. At the same time you could feel the shift in the atmosphere, not just from him but the disappointment radiating off the crowd like a physical force.

You tried to smile to those around you to mask the dam that is going to break soon, but you still held your chin up with the little courage and confidence you had left in you.

"Mama, I'll just talk to someone. I'll meet you in the car." Your mother has been very supportive of you, yes, she scolded you when she got the news that you were pregnant. She always looked up and expected more from you, but still, she accepted and took care of you.

With a deep breath, you marched down the corridor towards her office. There were no people around and that's when it suddenly hit you. Tears started rushing down your cheek as your heels clicked urgently against the polished floor even though your OB gyne told you to stop wearing elevated shoes, you wiped them away frantically because you don't want to face her feeling vulnerable like this. The determination etched on your face chased away any lingering doubts. You were going to face this head-on, consequences be damned.

As you pushed open the door, she glanced up from her desk, surprise momentarily flashing across her features before smoothing into a smirk.

She leaned back in her leather chair, folding her hands atop the polished wood. "Y/N, to what do I owe this unexpected visit?"

"Natasha…" you stepped forward, your hand traveling down your stomach. Your built up mask breaking, feeling vulnerable and exposed in front of her. You held back your tears, shaming yourself. "I have never been with anyone but you. I'm pregnant…I—I think you got me—"

She got your message, of course she did. Because this is exactly how she planned it to be, her claiming you in a way you didn't expect, you running back to her all vulnerable, and her turn saying…

"It was a mistake."

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Louis Tomlinson is a law student with a simple but effective four step plan: 1. Finish law school. 2. Get hired somewhere awesome. 3. Marry his best friend and boyfriend of two years, Harry. 4. Live happily ever after.

Harry Styles doesn't know what he wants to do with his life, where he wants to go, who he wants to be, or if he even wants the college degree he's almost completed. All he does know is who he’ll be with forever, as long as Louis wants to keep him around.

Or: the painfully realistic college au where everyone's poor, lovesick, tired of school, terrified of the future, and still having the greatest times of their lives.

💕 Such Good Luck by @casuallyhl {E, 66k}

Louis smiles at Harry’s words, leaning into his touch. “Tell me again.”

Smiling, Harry takes Louis into his arms. Pressing gentle kisses to his face, Harry murmurs, “In six months’ time, I will have my twenty-fifth birthday. On that day, my portion of the inheritance will become legally mine. And I plan that very day to announce to my family that I have found love.” Harry chuckles as he runs his lips lightly along Louis’ cheekbone. “That, in fact, I found love when I was twenty-one years old, and that I have loved and been loved every day since.”

Or, an Edwardian AU where Harry is a young aristocratic lord and Louis is a working class dairy farmer. Secrets are a necessary part of their relationship, but Louis has one that could topple their whole world.

💕 Swallow My Words (series) by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf {T, 41k}

Senior year is stressful. On top of balancing school work, family, and friends, Harry's lacrosse team is vying to win the state championship, he's not sure where he's going to college yet, and he has a secret boyfriend that no one can know about.

💕 yeah, he's a looker (but i really think it's guts that matter most) by devilinmybrain / @thedevilinmybrain {E, 40k}

Five times Oli was asked to do something that was outside of his job description, and the one time he didn't have to be asked.

💕 Lover Boy by @brightgolden {E, 27k}

“I’d love to meet your lover boy one day,” Lottie says suddenly as she pours Louis a whiskey on the rocks after their dinner.

OR Where Louis wants to tell everyone about his relationship with Harry, but his boyfriend clearly thinks otherwise.

💕 Spellbound by lovelarry10 / @chloehl10 {T, 22k}

Louis’ a shifter. Harry’s a witch. The only problem is, they’re hiding those things from each other.

Will they be able to keep their secrets hidden at the most spooky time of year?

💕 You Were Mine by @brightlyharry {E, 20k}

Harry and Louis hardly speak to each other unless they're fighting. Harry has ran out of ways to try to repair their broken marriage and Louis can't be bothered to even try. When the loneliness becomes too much, he joins a new social media app. It doesn't take him long to make a new friend on there that helps pull him out of his solitary hell. The more they talk, the more Harry finds comfort in his anonymous friend. He is smiling and laughing again for the first time in months.

He soon discovers that Louis is smiling again too, and it's not because of him.

💕 Dance Me (to the End of Love) by @phdmama {E, 19k}

You would think that it's a simple process - you meet, you fall in love, you get married. But when you add one lawyer and one overly-competitive high school teacher to that equation, it's no longer a straight line from beginning to end. Or the story of how a simple proposal becomes a competition where no one loses in the end.

💕 On Thin Ice by @neondiamond {E, 16k}

As the goaltender for one of the best hockey teams in the world, Harry never expected participating in his second winter Olympics would be so eventful. His hidden long-term relationship with the captain of their biggest rival team may have something to do with it.

💕 Another One For The Road by @reminiscingintherain {T, 15k,}

She looked up at Louis with a smile. "Congratulations Louis. You're pregnant." "Oh fuck," he said softly, before his eyes rolled up into the back of his head and he promptly passed out.

Or the one where Louis' on tour when he finds out the hard way that men can get pregnant too....

💕 Wild As You by bluegreenish / @greenblueish {M, 9k}

As much as Harry had not been overjoyed at the prospect of leaving Minnesota behind and starting high school in rural central Nebraska, it had definitely changed his life in ways staying at his childhood home never would have. Within days he had found fellow students to sit with at lunch, within weeks he had considered them friends, within months he had learned to love Nebraska, and within four years, he had wildly fallen in love with Louis Tomlinson.

or, a story about how Harry figures out whether the ideal of a house with a white picket fence in the suburbs of a medium-sized city is what he wants, or whether Louis' sheep ranch is the home his heart really desires.

💕 caught up in your love affair by @disgruntledkittenface {NR, 8k}

“And the corgis took to you straightaway,” Harry remarks.

“That’s true,” Louis chuckles.

  “I’ve spent the last 29 years being barked at,” Harry deadpans, jerking his hand toward Louis, “this one walks in, absolutely nothing.”

 Louis outright giggles at that, saying, “They were just lying on my feet during tea.”

 “Wagging tails,” Harry says, shaking his head.

 “It’s because they don’t understand flirting,” Louis tells him, “you can’t charm them the way you do everyone else.”

Royal AU. Prince Harry announces his engagement to Louis Tomlinson in an interview with longtime friend and BBC host Nick Grimshaw. Inspired by Prince Harry and Meghan Markle.

💕 So Much Left to Say by myownspark / @myownsparknow {M, 7k}

Harry remembers Louis stalking along the Cougar’s sideline as the final seconds of the game ticked away. He was apart from everyone, with his arms crossed and his head down, sort of fragile looking even in his pads and helmet. Harry’s fingers actually itched to hold his hand, just as they do now. He holds the phone up to take a selfie and smiles into the camera, trying to ask Louis a question with his eyes. (Are you really okay? Tell me the truth. I bet you’re sitting on your bed, playing Madden, sulking. If you want to see me, I’ll come. I know you better than anyone. You’re sad. I’d like to come.) He pushes send.

(Harry and Louis play for rival high school football teams, and when they play against each other in the Homecoming game, someone has to lose.)

💕 As one we are everything/We are everything we need by louloubaby92 / @louloubabys1992 {M, 5k}

Harry finally marries the love of his life. He's got the mating mark, he's got Louis' ring on his finger.

And now, he's on his honeymoon. Louis is but a door away, waiting for him.

Honestly, he doesn't understand why he's nervous.

💕 Tuca Tuca (ILikeYouILikeYouILikeYou) by @persephoneflouwers {E, 4k}

The San Francisco getaway AU, where Harry is needy and Louis has a flight to LA in a few hours.

💕 sensitive to pressure by momentofclarity / @gaycousinlarry {E, 4k}

Harry’s breath stutters on its way up his throat, his cheeks heating more with each step as Louis gets closer and Harry can’t move. Feet stuck to the carpet, heavy and unwilling, unable to shuffle away or take control, stuck in place and waiting.

💕 Gonna Dress You Up In My Love by @fallinglikethis {T, 3k}

Harry decides to take up knitting. He's horrible at it. Louis wears everything anyway.

💕 lying close to you by @nouies {NR, 2k}

Harry’s been living for twenty-five years but he’s only felt alive for the past two.

[kokomos]

𝗠𝗬 𝗙𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗬 𝗩𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘

au! no apocalypse abby anderson relationship headcanons

tags: no outbreak, college student abby, fluff

+ The beginning of Abby's life started out like one from the movies. For a while, life for the Andersons was perfect, until her mother tragically passed away. It was a shock to the whole family, but Abby barely remembered the woman by the time she had turned four and those few memories were now lost for good.

+ Since Jerry raised her by himself, practically since birth, Abby evidently lacked a mother figure. There were the other kids' moms but not one she could call her own. The fact that she had no mother hadn't bothered her much before, actually she rarely ever thought about that part of her life. Until middle school when she hit puberty and Jerry realized that no amount of effort he put in could match that of a woman, someone who knew exactly what Abby was going through. Consequently, Marlene started coming around more to help out; Jerry regarded her as his closest friend and believed she would be a good role model for his daughter.

+ Abby went on to pursue medicine, more specifically surgery but she's still wondering which branch. It's leaning towards neurological surgery, the same as her father.

+ Aside from her medical studies, she plays for the college's lacrosse team. Needless to say, she's the best on the team. Teammates love her, coaches, student fans... Hell even the other team can't help but practically swoon over her. She's just so naturally charismatic and considerate, it doesn't matter if she's on the field. You can catch her checking up on the other players to ask how they're feeling or to give them borderline unwarranted praise. It's just a game at the end of the day, and although she wants to win, enjoying the sport with everyone is more important.

+ You and Abby literally run into each other when meeting for the first time. She's rushing to class because for the one time ever she's late; when suddenly she turns a corner and bumps right into you. For some reason, she disregards all previous efforts in favor of asking you out.

+ She lives at home with her dad, opting to commute rather than dorm. Given that it's been just the two of them for so long, leaving Jerry behind would fill her with too much guilt. Abby doesn't care about living away from campus, especially since Jerry respects her and every part of her life, even the parts he may disapprove of.

+ Don't let Jerry catch you with Abby when she's skipping class. Once or twice is a lapse in judgement, but any more is a pattern and it'll make him think you're a bad influence. He'll scold her in front of you, no shame.

+ Jerry secretly enjoys your presence in the house, noticing how it seems more full of life when you're over. Try to study with Abby, medical terminology is the easiest to help with being that it requires nothing but a term and definition to teach. A couple flashcards later and Jerry will practically give you his blessing.

+ Speaking of, she can't wait to get married. It's something she's dreamed of since she was a little girl; to be so in love with someone that you decide you'll be together for the rest of your joint lives... It was a cute belief until she learned about divorce. Still, she remains overly optimistic in terms of love, believing that whoever she's meant to be with will find her.

+ And you, you really make her happy. She's always been a joyful individual but you've taken that tendency to new extremes.

+ Abby uses old-fashioned dating moves like the ones she's observed from all the classics her dad made her watch in order to 'educate' her. Out of the blue, she'll show up on your doorstep with flowers and chocolate; it's a timeless gift. Takes you on surprise dates when you let her. One time she took it too far and surprised you with dinner to some high-end restaurant you've been wanting to try. Thoughtful idea with an awful execution since you didn't dress for the occasion at all. She didn't even notice until you pointed it out, she was too busy looking at your pretty face to care about anything else.

+ Does not let you pay for stuff! Jerry gave her a card under his name when she turned 18 because he wanted Abby to have total focus on her education and extracurriculars (alongside an active social life). He trusts her completely and knows she's not the type to abuse his kindness by making useless and/or expensive purchases.

+ Dates with you are a necessity, though; it's a weekly thing the two of you committed to within the first month of getting together. Abby thinks it's crucial to set aside one night to eat together face-to-face, she finds the whole ordeal intimate and domestic in an unexpected way.

+ It's probably a month or two in the relationship that she asks if you want to spend the night. In the morning she's almost begging you to sleep over again that night, telling you she'll order in your favorite food and the two of you can watch a movie before a fuck cuddle sesh.

+ The smartest gf ever, she likes keeping you informed on the subjects she's learning about in class. It actually helps increase some of your medical knowledge just by being around her, she's a natural teacher after all.

+ She tries to see you as much as she can around her busy schedule. If she can't see you that day she calls and texts when she's got a second to be on her phone; And she always makes up for lost time. After a quick reunion, she'll lock the two of you in her room for hours, letting you know exactly just how much she missed you.

+ Abby has a bright future ahead of her in this world, one she plans on sharing with you.

— ♡☆

[mendeshoney]

hiiii i just want to say thank you for giving us all these stories, like it really makes my day seeing it on my feed. can you please write something about barzy being the readers boyfriend but also bsf so he gets all the tea every time lol

"You are never going to believe what I just found out."

The door closes and locks behind you at the same time that Mat's head whips around, his wireless headset falling from the force of the turn, and his character dies on the screen.

Faintly, you can hear the protests of his teammates through his headphones, and Mat's immediately scrambling, pulling the headset on and rushing out a quick goodbye. He turns off the game and tosses his headset onto the couch beside him, his whole body turning toward you.

"At 'The Debrief?'" Mat asks. If he were a dog, you would swear his ears would be perked all the way up and his tail would be wagging.

You nod, an excited smile on your face as you head to the fridge and grab the already open bottle of champagne, and when Mat sees it, he flies over the back of the couch and scrambles to grab the glasses from the cabinet.

"No fucking way," he says as he moves, just as excited, placing the glasses down on the kitchen counter in front of you.

"Do you want to guess who it involves? Or should I just tell you?" You ask, pouring the champagne in the glass first, and Mat tops it off with the orange juice he grabbed from the fridge.

"Just tell me," Mat insists. "I've been waiting for this since you left."

This had become a tradition between the two of you over the last six months.

Every two weeks, on a Sunday, you and your best friends gather at a bistro or café and catch up on everything going on in the others lives. You'd been friends with them since you were kids, lasting throughout high school and college combined, and now that you're all adults with your own lives, it's the main way to ensure you keep in touch.

Mat had gone to one of them when you first started dating. You forgot that you'd made plans with him on the same Sunday as what you and your friends liked to call "The Debrief," and your friends had been so excited to meet him that they encouraged you to bring him along.

Needless to say, Mat had never had so much fun being involved in gossip in his life.

"You hear things being on the team," he had told you after you'd left that day. "But none of them are that exciting. It's like watching a reality show unfold in real life."

Since then, he'd begged to go with you each time, but you always had to let him down to remind him that "The Debrief" is a closed event, and that he can't always tag along just because. But he'd been so sad about being told he couldn't be involved, you came up with this compromise.

After every day you went to "The Debrief," you'd come home to him and start what he dubbed as "The Mimosa Memo," where you'd summarize what you learned that morning and Mat could still feel like he was involved.

You take a swig of the mimosa, then lean your elbows on the counter and blurt out "Drea's older sister is pregnant."

Mat's mouth drops open, genuine disbelief on his face. "No! Alyssa? Is the dad the married fin tech dude?"

"Yep," you confirm, and Mat groans out loud.

"She's keeping the baby?!" He exclaims, and when you nod, he takes a swig of his own mimosa, shaking his head. "Andrea needs to talk some sense into her."

"Oh, she tried," you admit, recounting your friend's frustrated face. "I don't think I've ever seen Drea so mad before. Lyss even told Drea she was convinced that this would mean he would leave his wife for good."

Mat scoffs. "Yeah, alright."

"That's not even the best part," you insist after taking another sip.

You laugh as Mat's eyeballs bug out again, and he makes a 'hurry up' gesture with his hands. "Spit it out, I'm dying over here!"

"Fin tech bro?" You begin dramatically, feeling excitement when the anticipation is all over Mat's face. "His wife just found out she's pregnant too."

The gasp that leaves Mat's mouth is both vindicating and hilarious, and you can't help but laugh at his reaction. "Does Alyssa know?"

You shake your head. "We just found out at brunch. We Instagram stalked him, found his wife's account, and she posted a picture celebrating the end of her first trimester literally two days after Lyss found out she was pregnant."

Mat shakes his head, completely flabbergasted. He takes another large swig of his mimosa, and sighs, like he's exhausted by the drama that isn't even his. "What did Lyss say when Drea told her?"

You shrug, and Mat stares at you. "Drea said she was going to tell her when she got home."

"Are you kidding me?!" He pouts. "You're telling me I have to wait another two weeks to find out?"

You smirk, hiding behind the rim of your glass. "Guess so."

His nostrils flare, and his shoulders sag. "If Drea texts you before then you have to tell me about it."

You raise a brow at him. Usually he's eager, but not this eager. "Why?"

A slight flush creeps up his cheeks. "No reason."

"Mathew." You deadpan. "What did you do?"

He stares at his glass like it's the most interesting thing the entire world. "I.....may or may not have told a few people a couple of things I learned from 'The Debrief' and 'The Mimosa Memo' and they may or may not also want updates."

You stare at him blankly. "So you told Tito, Tyson, and Ethan."

"And Lianna," he clarifies. "But that's it."

A groan leaves your lips, and you tip back the rest of your mimosa. "See, this is why you're not allowed at 'The Debrief,' you've got loose lips."

"You're the one telling me stuff!"

"I'm allowed to! The rules extend to significant others, but not beyond that!"

Mat frowns. "So if I can't tell the guys about Drea's sister?"

You roll your eyes, pouring more champagne and head straight to your bathroom to run a bubble bath, ignoring Mat's cries of protests as you retreat.

[aesthetic-is-life]

GOM Headcanon

Kise

He has very dry skin. He follows his skin care religiously

He has both a huge prize AND degredation kink.

Every thursday he goes to Caribbean dances and has a regular partner for the bachata

He got a degree in something with fashion and marketing. Still working as a model and influencer during the college years.

After he goes works with his sisters in their fashion company

He and Midorima fucked few times between the Teiko and the High school

He's a little bit of a whore (especially at the club half drunk)

Absolutely adores to give orals. Yes let me suck you off sir please

Very good at it

Had a huge crush for Aomine during Teiko, but nothing happened

His romantic relationship never last long (monogamy problem)

He is poly

Feels trapped in a monogamous relationship

Very closed to his sister in the adult age

Vegetarian (vegan at home)

Has a little tattoo for each miracles (like a frog for Midorima, a cherry flower for Momoi..)

Akashi

Lactose intollerant

Aroace King (kise told him about ace people and Midorima confirmed the existence)

Degree in philosophy

Sojio professional player just for saying he has a job (not really need one)

After the winter cup he had pretty bad episodes of depression and eaten alive from his guilt.

But with the power of friendship (Mibuchi had called the miracles for and intervention) and therapy he got better

He would need a heavy session of consensual BDSM (he subs)

He and his dad ignore each other basically

Didn't took well the death of his horse, and after that doesn't want any more pets

He and Midorima suggest books each other

Doesn't drink, but can handle alcool pretty good

He play golf with the mother side of the family

Totally an addicted to

Only the Gom knows that he was diagnoed DID (dissocative identity disorder)

He would be a perfect menwife

Doesn't like to drive

Midorima

Doctor bccouse his daddy told him to

He and Takao got married at some point

His best man was Akashi

His dad was kind of homophobic, but had a change of heart

For each birthday he does the the natal chart of all the Gom + takao and Kagami

Can't hendle alcool (no at all, like half beer and he is WASTED)

Takao is an architect and he designed their house

Doesn't talk before his coffe

Morning person (after the coffe), Takao is not

Still listen to the oroscop every morning and brings the luck item (Takao is forced to have his too)

Has a thing for dirt talk (Takao doesn't complaint)

Still play piano and composes song for Takao

Would like to have a kid or two

Rei Ryugazaki (from free!) are cousins

Every sunday the have a lunch with the over miracles in their home

Aomine

His career in the NBA (because yes he entred) has benn pretty short for injuries

so he come back in Japan and makes the delivery for the flower/ plant shop of Sakurai.

in the US he and kagami lived togher, but they were in diffrent teams

He adoped a dog he found on the side of a road

Really like beers of all kind and flavors

Decent cook

He and Kuroko fucked everywhere in Teiko. But like everywhere, not corridor, bathroom, storege room or class was safe (they enjoyed)

He and Kagami had drunk and angry sex in the US times

Prefers women (boobs)

As an adult he went to therapy and understood what was wrong during the last years in middle school (depression time)

He and Momoi are big fan of horror movies

Very warm person

Can't stand gloves

Kuroko

Cold hands

He and Kagami moved in together, but neither of them belives in marriege

Kuroko would love a cat, but Kagami is allergic

He works in a kindergarten

and come home full of drawings of the kids

Doesn't want to have children though

Exhibitionist kink

Having sex is a park in the middle of the night

Kagami usually cooks and he drives

Brings his kindle everywhere with him

He smokes a little (like two or three cigarette per day)

Murasakibara

Chronic back pain and at the joint because he grew up too fast

Acne and bad skin in general because he eats to much chocolate and sweets in general

Became a pastry chef

He, Himuro and Kagami opened a nice coffe shop

The type with cultural events, book crossing and stuff

Doesn't really like having sex. He finds it really tiring

He and Himuro have an open relationship

Ass eater king. Not a big fan of penetrative sex because he dosent't want to hurt Himuro with his huge cock.

Has a little aquarium and adores stares at the fish

Can't swim

He got diabetes at some point

Momoi

She got a degree in statistic and after a very high paid job

When Baribe went out, she and Kise went all pink

In her highshool years she did something with some girls, but she found it pretty wet. Prefers small and cute boys

Seirously considering breast reduction surgey

She and Sakurai are together

They have an adorable little dog

When Aomine was in US they used to videocall every fucking day

She and Kise are the queens of gossip

Never had smth physical with Kuroko

Very good at videgames (had a youtube chanal)

especially the shooting ones

Wears high heels at work

Adores cherry

Allergic to something stupid like kiwi or apple

During college she made a lot of female friends

Pretty dominant in bed

Good at drawing

[clarkes-and-god]

"So how's he doing? Honestly, I can't believe they have him locked up with all those awful criminals just because he made a little mistake. It must be so hard for him, he always was a sensitive child."

"I think he's doing ok, considering the circumstances. I put some money in his commissary account so he can buy some extra stuff and call us if he wants. I know it's a long way for you to travel to visit him, so hopefully that'll be nice."

"That's sweet of you, Cherish. You really need to keep visiting him though, it'll keep his spirits up. I mean, he must just be feeling horrible in there, even if he didn't tell you. He probably just doesn't want to worry you. Losing my husband was the worst thing that's ever happened to me, so I do know how you feel, but you're very lucky that you're going to get him back. I bet you just want everything to be perfect for him when he gets out, I certainly would if I could get my sweet husband back."

"Oh, I'm really trying to make everything perfect. Actually, I was going to tell you, but you know how I've been working more since this has happened? I was offered a promotion to manage one of the coffee shops in Evergreen Harbour, and Tobias wants me to take it!"

"But why? I mean, I understand that you might have to work because of all this, but a manager? You're probably going to have to be in charge of men, that's not right, and it seems like it might be a lot of work while you have all your sweet babies to look after. I never had to work after I lost Toby, being a manager seems like far too much. And Evergreen Harbour is so far away!"

"Well, we were talking about it and it'd only be until Tobias gets out and finds another job, maybe one that pays a little better than Christ Chicken. Until then, I can use the extra money to get me and the kids settled in an apartment, and when Tobias gets out, I can go back to staying at home and homeschooling them!"

"I guess that is a nice idea, but I do worry -- Evergreen Harbour seems very worldly. My daughter, Miriam, apparently lives there. I can't find her Instagram profile anymore, I have no idea why, but that's what Moriah tells me. Honestly, I hope for your sake that none of your little ones turn out like her, I pray for her soul every day. The way she's living is just awful, she's a tattoo artist of all things, she's not married but she's living with this awful man who looks like a girl! And they have a little girl together! That poor child, bless her heart, she's never going to know the Word with parents like that."

"Oh, that's awful! I can't even imagine what that must be like for you, you must be so worried. We should be ok though, I really don't think everyone there is like that, and the kids have been going to public school for a while now, and they're still fine. If anything, it'll be better seeing as we'll be able to afford to homeschool them there. And it's only a couple of hours away, we can still come up here for Christmas and Easter and everything!"

"That'll be nice, I love seeing my sweet grandbabies. Of course it would be better if you could just stay here, but if Tobias thinks it's best for you guys, I can't say no. At least it's not Oasis Springs. I'm certain that was all Mallory's idea, the little Jezebel. Markus is too nice for his own good sometimes, I still can't believe he left me all alone to move over there. And Dolly and Birdie in college! It's just awful."

"Of course we'll come visit as often as we can! My Momma and Daddy live here too, so it'll be nice and easy. I wouldn't want the kids to miss all their grandparents and cousins. Speaking of the kids, I think we best be going, it's getting a little late and they've had a long day."

"Alright sweetheart, I'll see you at church in the morning!"

[p1x1e-sims]

Up in the hills of Henford, Maggie could breath. There was no mother to nag her, no brothers to bother her, no sister to scold her, and no father to be absent. There was none of the constant shifting and worrying that happened down in the town. It was sunny and warm and nothing ever changed.

There was only Jean and her charming self. Everyday after school, Maggie would bike up into the hills, to drop off whatever Jean had asked the girl to pick up for her. Flour, sugar, new tools, or the mail, Maggie delivered it all happily. And in return, Jean offered her hospitality. Some days she taught Maggie woodcarving, other days she taught her the best ways to garden. Some days they just sat and talked. Those were the days Maggie liked best of all.

She could listen to Jean talk forever and ever. The woman was fascinating, and even when there was almost nothing to say, Maggie would hang on to every word. She was confident and level headed, and seemed to know almost everything. Maggie wanted to be like her one day.

The girl often pressed to know more, wondering how the woman's life had led her to near seclusion in the hills. She felt so pushy and immature, like a nagging child. It was embarrassing to ask, but Jean happily indulged her each time.

She was from Britechester, and after Maggie rudely interrupted that her father had gone to college there, Jean said she did too. It made sense to the girl, she was so knowledgable on everything. She grew up in a respectable house with a respectable family, one that valued education above all else. Jean reminisced on museum and opera visits, trips to foreign countries that her father insisted would expand their worldview. Maggie privately came to the conclusion that it had worked. She was too shy to say it aloud.

When she had gone to college, she studied mathematics and chemistry, and even in the throes of the Depression, stubbornly refused to switch to a more feminine pursuit, even as everyone around her urged her to do so. She was a researcher for a few years, before she got married and moved away.

That was always where the stories ended. Maggie noticed the way Jean's face lit up as she talked about her past, and it slowly fell as her stories creeped closer and closer to the time of her marriage. She never talked about it much, and Maggie did not want to push on something that seemed so full of strife. But she was ever the curious one.

"Which do you like more, the city or the countryside?" Maggie asked one afternoon. "Me, well I've never seen the city or nothin', but I like the country an awful lot, I can run or swim or explore and no one is there to bother me if I don't want 'em to."

Jean pondered this over their coffee. Well, her coffee. Maggie had a pitcher of lemonade in front of her.

"I think they both have their benefits," She said, wisely as always. "Up here, I can be alone with my thoughts and have no one to bother, like you said. I can garden and do my woodwork and even write a book if I want to, with no noise from the world to distract me." She paused a moment, lost in time. "But I can't say that I don't miss that bustle. Being just one in a crowd of hundreds, each with their own full lives and goals, is an experience like no other."

Maggie contemplated that for a moment, before deciding that she didn't understand. She didn't understand a lot of things Jean said, but that didn't make them any less interesting.

"Does your husband not like the city?" Maggie blurted out suddenly, mouth moving faster than her brain. "Cause it don't seem like you'd move to the country on your own." She quickly turned red. She knew this was a sore subject, and she had prodded it anyways. Stupid.

Jean's smile fell a bit, as expected, but she didn't yell at Maggie or kick her out, as she had feared. Instead, she leaned forward a bit, more serious.

"Well, yes I suppose so, Henry is a bit of a hermit at times." Jean chuckled in good nature, but even Maggie could sense the note of sadness within it.

Henry. Maggie had been visiting Jean for weeks, and it was the first time she had heard her husband's name. Henry. A stupid name, she thought suddenly. A stupid name for a stupid man that the mere mention of made the lovely Jean so downcast.

"But it wasn't as if I didn't have a say in the matter." The woman sipped her coffee, putting the smile back on. "It's not as if I dislike the peace and quiet up here."

Maggie sensed she could wade further into these uncharted waters. "Why did you marry him?" No, that sounded rude. She backtracked. "I—well, I only mean how did you two meet? You sound quite different."

Jean laughed in earnest this time. "I really love your forwardness, Maggie. A rare gift these days."

Maggie puffed a bit with pride.

"Our fathers worked together at the university," She continued. "My parents...thought he would do well for me. An upstanding man for an educated girl like myself."

"What did he do, before the war?"

"A writer. Some poetry, a few short novels. Quite a bit of newspaper work."

"Is he any good?"

Jean shrugged.

"And you wanted to leave your job for him?"

The woman froze, silent for a moment. As if no one had ever asked her that before. But before Maggie could apologize for her callousness, Jean found the words.

"It wasn't about what I wanted. It was about what was reasonable. What was practical. What was right, my father would say." For the first time, Jean had a hint of disgust in her voice.

"I shouldn't have asked, I'm awfully sorry," Maggie muttered, casting her eyes down. She felt like a dunce.

A sudden warm hand enveloped hers. Jean's eyes bore into hers. "Don't be, kid. Take it as a lesson. "Don't let anyone tell you to do the reasonable thing when it doesn't feel right. Don't be afraid to be unreasonable."

Maggie pondered those words for the rest of the day. She couldn't explain why she understood so well. They resonated with a part of Maggie that she didn't yet know.

On Saturday morning, as the twins put their shoes on and readied to go about their days, Maggie wondered if Virginia ever wanted to be unreasonable. Probably not. She was always about doing the correct thing, about being helpful and good. Maggie decided not to mention it to her twin.

"You know," Ginny started. "The ladies at the volunteer society keep asking about you. Mama ran out of excuses, and I'm almost out too."

"My hands are always too dirty to roll bandages, and I'm too clumsy to be careful with the care packages. And my sewing is awful."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "I know your sewings awful, and I wouldn't let you anywhere near our Sunday clothes, but I'm only asking you to come help and pack boxes and sort letters every now and then. We all need to help."

"I am helping. I'm a delivery boy now."

"But only for that lady that lives up in the hills," Virginia scoffed.

"Not true!" Maggie fired back, but she knew it was. She only dropped things off to other people if they were on the way to Jean.

"Even the boys are big enough to help now, but you should be here to teach them about the animals and the garden. You know it almost as well as Daddy."

"I'm busy..."

Virginia suddenly hopped up, an idea in her head. "Hey, how about this," she said, grabbing her sister's arm. We can bring the boys to the volunteer society today. You and them can move things and pack boxes and run errands for the ladies, while Mama and I sew the uniforms. We'll be together, so it'll be more fun!"

But Maggie didn't want to go into town. Jean had promised that they would work on woodcarving today, if Maggie brought her some bolts of fabric. And besides, Jean wouldn't be as depressing as her mother or as judgmental as the church ladies or as absent as her father.

"I can't," she said. "I have to go see—"

"Who? Jean?"

"Yes, I promised to deliver to her today."

Virginia grabbed her arm with both hands. "We need your help here!" She suddenly shouted. "We don't even see you anymore!"

"Let me go, Ginny!"

"No! Mama needs us, but you're never here. She's miserable, but you probably haven't even noticed!" Her sister tugged her arm. "Peter and Charles are scared too. Can you even see them?"

Maggie tugged back. "I can, that's why I don't to be here! Now let me go!

Ginny finally let go, huffing. "You are so childish."

"It's not my fault they're all sad." Maggie wanted to run away from it all.

"I know that but it wouldn't hurt you to try and help. I'm tired of being the only one who does!" Her sister raised her voice again.

"No one asked you to!" Maggie shouted back

Virginia finally gave up the fight, expression changing from anger to disappointment. "You are so unreasonable."

I know, Maggie thought

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[dreamwritesimagines]

Why would you do that, Dee?!?!!?!

Now I am plagued by HCs and imagines of Bucky's son and Rhett's firstborn (a girl he adores) being betrothed since they were like 14.

Now you're gonna have to put up with me.

• I think Alice was definitely unhappy and dissapointed when she saw she had a girl. She basically threw a fit, wouldn't hold her, wouldn't feed her, wouldn't even name her. She's a Chicago Wife, all her plans involved a boy, her whole life basically revolved around having an Heir. A girl is only a bargaining chip; now she'll have to wait even more to try again. Rhett was the complete opposite. He was sorta excited about the baby in general? He too expected a boy, its the way his whole life has been arranged- a daughter completely demolishes the plan. A daughter he can spoil. A daughter he can love without having to train. A daughter can be only his, at least for now, not the business'. He calls her Mina because he'd watched Dracula the other night and he'd only ever thought of male names so... it works.

• He eventually does have a boy. He loves his son of course. But things are not the same- everyone loves his son. His parents, his wife, his men. Mina is loved too, but it's always tinged with the slightest bitterness... no one can forget she was born first. Alice never fully warms up to her, he knows, only pays attention to her education, manners and makes passing comments about how she'll make a good match if she grows up pretty. It makes Rhett twitch.

• But of course Mina grows up gorgeous- it doesn't take long for people - boys - to notice. And Rhett isn't dumb, Mina would be a catch even if she were hideous, but he's never been unaware of just how ruthless his city can be to the women in his world, how uncaring. A man older than Rhett, one of his father's men that stuck around enough to make himself a fortune moving drugs, makes a passing joke about how Mina is his best investment yet, leering eyes focused on his eleven year old quietly eating at the table, and Alice agrees with a giggle. Rhett kills him himself that same night.

• But he had a point, and now Rhett can't stop seeing it. Boys in high school, in college, men his own age and older looking at his baby like they're...waiting. Like the second she 'becomes a woman' she'll be up for sale and they're all thinking up the different ways they can purchase her. Women in the Chicago Outfit are little more than accessories and maybe Rhett is an asshole for not seeing it until it affected his daughter but sue him, he doesn't want that for her.

• One day everything goes wrong. One day he wasn't looking and one of his men betrayed him, his right hand died and now he's got a war on his hands and he has to make a decision. Gather up his allies and think of something. He keeps his son close, Alice refuses to leave her precious boy and talk around fourteen year old Mina is bad enough he has to make a decision.

• Charm honestly thought he was kidding all those years ago. Yeah, betrothal still happen in their world but outright arranging one is kinda... old fashioned? These days you just gently nudge your kids in the right direction and they get the idea. But no, Rhett hasn't been subtle about anything in his life. So of course she's on a phone call with him talking about debts and loyalty and his daughter and her son at three am. "You're the only person I can trust with this, with her" he says. And okay, sure. His daughter can come stay with them until things settle down in Chicago. Yes, per their contract years ago, New York will back him up.

• Mina's stay in New York lasts about a year. Her father is the only one that calls her- her mother is happily living out the fantasy where she doesn't exist. Her brother mostly texts her memes when she asks him if he's okay so she knows he's not and she's just... isolated. She isn't from New York, but she can't be from Chicago either... and apparently one day she'll marry the boy who also lives in the penthouse? Honestly she doesn't even see him most of the time (which is a shame because he's two years older than her and just as hot as his dad but whatever) Mina is pretty sure he's knee deep into his training and too busy to deal with the weird girl that just showed up one day in the middle of the night. Mr Barnes is never there either, training his son or helping her father with his war, nor is his wife, the only woman her dad has ever spoken with true respect in his voice. They're both super nice to her, though. Overwhelmingly so- she isn't this used to someone other than her dad caring so much about how she's feeling or if she needs anything. They insist she never eat dinner alone, ask her about the online classes she's attending and they LISTEN when she answers.

• So her temporary guardians are great, her fiancee is far from one of the creepy boys from back home and the city is new and exciting... but her favorite part is the Barnes' daughter. Mina isn't used to being friends with girls her age, she's grown accustomed to being a friendly acquaintance and to keep any other girl at arm's length because they could turn into an enemy the second they feel like it; the friends her brother makes are the ones that matter, they'll be the powerful ones one day, at least that's what her mother says, so Mina isn't that well versed in the whole friendship thing.

• But the Barnes' daughter could give a shit about that, apparently. She's beautiful, confident and she'll inherit her mother's territory one day, so of course she felt no issue bursting into her room one day and introducing herself before announcing they would be best friends and did she want to get milkshakes?

"What?" Mina says, still shocked and in her pajamas.

"Milkshakes. Shit, do you not have those in Chicago? Mom said it was old fashioned but-"

"Of course we have them but... it's one am."

"Okay? Is that a yes or-"

They're best friends because ofc she's never wrong. They literally spend all their time together, Mina kind of expects her to drift away once she goes back to school but no, they remain steadfast. And Bucky's daughter kind of really likes how her brother turns red and stammering whenever Mina is around.

"I don't think your brother likes me very much," Mina whispers to her after her fiancee tried to talk to her for the third time that week but failed yet again because his stupid sister is just there, hogging her and making her laugh, so he just got moody and stomped out of there.

"No, like seriously," Mina complains in the middle of a party they snuck into. "I think he hates me." She sips her drink and ignores the way the boy she's supposed to marry glares at her. (He's actually glaring at all the other guys trying to get her attention.)

"I'm not that thrilled about basically being sold either, but you don't see me being a bitch about it," she informs her friend when she watches him get knocked down in a fight because ofc the first time he gets the nerve to talk to her is just before the definitive cage match of his life and of course the prospect of talking to the beautiful girl that lives in his house, that his parents adore and his sister can't stop talking about is actually more terrifying than losing the fight so of course his dumbass jumps in the ring before time and nearly loses. (He wins the fight anyways, but Mina thinks he literally would rather get beat up than have to put up with her so yeah).

MY DARLING OMG I JUST-

YOU ARE AMAZING?! 😍 I am literally smiling at the screen, and I'm gonna fangirl over you, this is so so so good! ❤️😍

I think Alice was definitely unhappy and dissapointed when she saw she had a girl. She basically threw a fit, wouldn't hold her, wouldn't feed her, wouldn't even name her. Oooh I think so too! Like you said, having an Heir is the most important thing for her, and everyone probably kept telling her! Like Charm said, Chicago's underworld is basically medieval, and Alice is a part of that 😱

A daughter he can spoil. A daughter he can love without having to train. A daughter can be only his, at least for now, not the business'. This is so cuuuute! ❤️ I totally agree, I think Rhett was even relieved when he saw that they had a daughter, and he was surprised at himself ❤️ But like, he needs to be incredibly "stern" with his heir, just like his father, but having his daughter...she would be his princess! ❤️

He named her Mina after watching Dracula I LOVE THIS! ❤️

Alice never fully warms up to her, he knows, only pays attention to her education, manners and makes passing comments about how she'll make a good match if she grows up pretty. It makes Rhett twitch. I think Mina is going to be such a sore topic between them for completely different reasons❤️ Rhett is incredibly protective of her, and he wants to shelter her from all the business, and everything that comes with it, and to hear Alice being so harsh with her?

They would have such huge fights!

OH RHETT WOULD KILL THAT PERVERT CREEP AND HE WOULD ALSO MAKE HIM SUFFER!

Like, that night, I think Rhett legit tortured him the whole night to the point of him begging for death, only then he killed him😏 There wasn't a bone that wasn't broken in his whole body, and his face was messed up beyond recognizable 😏

maybe Rhett is an asshole for not seeing it until it affected his daughter but sue him, he doesn't want that for her. Rhett as a protective dad🥺 I love him❤️

I think it's around that time that he realized what Charm meant during their break up, how she would never stay in Chicago even if New York wasn't an option 😏

Yeah, betrothal still happen in their world but outright arranging one is kinda... old fashioned? These days you just gently nudge your kids in the right direction and they get the idea. But no, Rhett hasn't been subtle about anything in his life. I can almost see Charm's confused expression AT THREE IN THE MORNING 😂

Charm still being the only person Rhett trusts after all these years asdfghjkl 🥰

Charm totally gave a talk to their son before Mina showed up😂 She would be like,

"The fact that I'm telling you this does not mean you can be mean to her in any way."

"I won't be mean to her. I don't even know her."

"Yeah well, keep that in mind. Because when the same thing happened, your father was the rudest person-"

"Charm we're married with kids, when will you let that go?"

"We're married with kids because I'm such a forgiving person."

Rhett being the only one to call Mina❤️

Mina instantly having sort of a crush on him 🥰

the only woman her dad has ever spoken with true respect in his voice. Have I mentioned I love Rhett? I LOVE RHETT❤️

They insist she never eat dinner alone, ask her about the online classes she's attending and they LISTEN when she answers. CHARM AND BUCKY BECOMING GREAT PARENTS, I-

But the Barnes' daughter could give a shit about that, apparently. She's beautiful, confident and she'll inherit her mother's territory one day, so of course she felt no issue bursting into her room one day and introducing herself before announcing they would be best friends and did she want to get milkshakes? She's gonna be such a great combination of like, Charm and Becca when they were younger!

"Milkshakes. Shit, do you not have those in Chicago? Mom said it was old fashioned but-"

"Of course we have them but... it's one am."

"Okay? Is that a yes or-" SHE IS SO MINI CHARM HELP-

And Bucky's daughter kind of really likes how her brother turns red and stammering whenever Mina is around. She would be having the time of her lifeeeee😂

"I don't think your brother likes me very much," Mina whispers to her after her fiancee tried to talk to her for the third time that week but failed yet again because his stupid sister is just there, hogging her and making her laugh, so he just got moody and stomped out of there. ASDFGHJKL HE PROBABLY WENT LIKE,

"Hey you're...you're here."

"Hi-"

"Of course she's here dipshit?"

"...Do you have to be here?"

"Yes my dearest brother. I kind of have to be here because she's my best friend."

"No, like seriously," Mina complains in the middle of a party they snuck into. "I think he hates me." She sips her drink and ignores the way the boy she's supposed to marry glares at her. (He's actually glaring at all the other guys trying to get her attention.) Lolll and Mina so thinking he hates her guts while he's over there like,

"Who's that guy trying to buy her drinks? What the fuck?"

"Uh..."

"This bar is in my father's territory. She doesn't need anyone to buy her drinks."

"Okay, but-"

"I'll go beat him up-"

"Your mom would be very pissed off."

"...Great."

"I'm not that thrilled about basically being sold either, but you don't see me being a bitch about it," she informs her friend when she watches him get knocked down in a fight because ofc the first time he gets the nerve to talk to her is just before the definitive cage match of his life and of course the prospect of talking to the beautiful girl that lives in his house, that his parents adore and his sister can't stop talking about is actually more terrifying than losing the fight so of course his dumbass jumps in the ring before time and nearly loses. HE IS HIS FATHER'S SON, HELP, THAT IS BUCKY'S SON RIGHT THERE 😂

Lolll and after the cage fight, Mina would go and find him and she'd be like,

"Um, hi."

"Mina! Hi! Did you...did you watch the match?"

"Yeah I did. Are you okay?"

"Yeah! Sure I mean, it's nothing."

"Your nose looks broken?"

"Yeah but it's nothing, who hasn't broken their nose at some point- so how are you?"

Aaaaaaand I ship them now thanks to you😂❤️

Honeeeey this is so amazing, you're a genius! ❤️ Thank you so so much for this, ILY! ❤️

[izzielizzie]

Hey! What are your OOU couples wedding headcanons? 😍 (ilysm queen xoxo)

phoebe and knox

their wedding is the biggest and fanciest of the bayview crew's wedding

curtesy of melissa lawton ofc

they get married right out of college and no one can convince me otherwise

the first ones to get married

they just spent a lot of time not being together because of outside influences and now they just want to spend the rest of their lives together

all of phoebe + knox's family is there

plus the santoses, the bayview crew, ash & eli, and nonny

knox asks owen to be his best man and it makes phoebe cry for like three days straight

maeve is maid of honor

phoebe struggles with picking the wedding party because she should chose emma as maid of honor but maeve is her best friend and she was there for phoebe when no one else (other than knox) was

emma is actually the one who says phoebe should ask maeve

maeve throws herself into wedding planning

she and melissa are a force to be reckoned with

they're married in knox's back yard

phoebe chooses to wear a replica of her mother's dress but she asks ashton to help her sew on lace detail to make it her own

addy does phoebe's hair and keely does her makeup

phoebe plans on walking down the aisle by herself but as she's getting ready she realizes she doesn't actually want to be by herself

before she puts on her dress she hunts down cooper and pulls him aside

"it's okay if you don't want to, but you were there for me at a time when i really needed support. would you maybe want to walk down the aisle with me?"

cooper can't answer for a few minutes because he's full on sobbing

of course he says yes, and phoebe is so happy she thought to ask him

there's a lot of crying at the wedding because phoebe looks so beautiful and happy and knox looks so happy and they're just so in love

cooper and kris

they have a small wedding after kris graduates from medical school

it's at contigo

the restaurant is closed for the day

it's a small guest list: the bayview crew, nonny and lucas, kris's immediate family and friends, the santos family, and ash & eli

it's less of a wedding and more of a party since cooper and kris decided to just go to a courthouse a few days earlier

they all take turns telling stories about cooper and kris (obviously addy and keely's idea)

addy and phoebe baked the cake themselves

and luis learned how to cook some of kris's favorite dishes from germany over facetime with kris's mom

there's a lot of laughter and good food, which is exactly what coop and kris always wanted

addy and keely

they don't have a wedding

they wake up one day, decide to get married, get married, and then plan a joint facetime with their family/friends to tell them

phoebe and maeve take it upon themselves to throw a surprise party for the girls

they bake so many desserts and buy cute pastel pink decorations

luis and ash do all the cooking

they throw the party in kris and cooper's apartment

keely and addy love it so much

bronwyn and nate

bronwyn's parents plan most of the wedding since bron was busy finishing law school and nate became a partner in myers construction

it's held in the rojas' back yard

maeve is maid of honor and knox is best man

addy and phoebe are bridesmaids too

bronwyn wears a gorgeous dress that her grandmother made for her

nate's vows are in spanish

keely has to run interference with bronwyn's makeup because she's crying so hard at the vows

(i like to believe that nate went to mr rojas for help with his vows)

maeve puts together a slideshow of pictures of the couple instead of her speech, and the last picture is one that ellen took of them when they were little and still attending st. pius together

they print and frame the picture, and it lives on a shelf in their living room

maeve and luis

i kind of feel like maeve and luis don't get married for a while

maeve is a spanish teacher and luis is opening a restaurant so they don't have a lot of money for things like a wedding

luis proposes the night that the restaurant opens (yes this is @glitterandgoldrush's headcanon and i'm in love with it)

they just get married at a courthouse

but they have a potluck dinner that night with friends and family

it's everything they ever wanted

[sunflowervoltwentyeight]

Happy 28th! Here's my September 2023 fic rec, organized by word count, from longest to shortest. Enjoy!

Save Me (From Myself) by imogenlee / @imogenleewriter (159k)

The problem with being friends with Liam Payne was that he had a lot of friends... and forced them to be around each other. When they finished high school, both Louis and Harry were equally relieved that they wouldn't have to tolerate each other constantly or whatever it was that they did.

For five years, it worked out perfectly. They'd only had to see each other a handful of times.

Unfortunately, Liam had to go and get engaged, ask them to both be groomsmen, and then go full groomzilla on their arses. With just twelve weeks to plan the 'perfect' destination wedding and throw every ridiculous pre-wedding celebration Liam and his fiancée stumble across, it was safe to say they were firmly back in each other's lives.

And no one could have predicted that was exactly what they needed.

We Are Only Just the Beginning by afirecannotdie (129k)

In the dim light of a dorm kitchen, Harry Styles meets a boy who flips his life upside down. Three years later, he's a senior in college, ready to take on the world with the love of his life by his side. And then Louis Tomlinson admits he doesn't know what he wants to do after college after all, and Harry's world flips again, this time not so pleasantly. He can't imagine his life without Louis, but he's starting to worry he might have to.

A college AU featuring lots of domestic sappiness, waffles, tattoos, late nights and early mornings, and above all, Louis and Harry against the world.

Been Together Since Way Back When by alivingfire / @alivingfire (95k)

Louis Tomlinson is a law student with a simple but effective four step plan: 1. Finish law school. 2. Get hired somewhere awesome. 3. Marry his best friend and boyfriend of two years, Harry. 4. Live happily ever after.

Harry Styles doesn't know what he wants to do with his life, where he wants to go, who he wants to be, or if he even wants the college degree he's almost completed. All he does know is who he’ll be with forever, as long as Louis wants to keep him around.

Or: the painfully realistic college au where everyone's poor, lovesick, tired of school, terrified of the future, and still having the greatest times of their lives.

Such Good Luck by casuallyhl / @casuallyhl (66k)

Louis smiles at Harry’s words, leaning into his touch. “Tell me again.”

Smiling, Harry takes Louis into his arms. Pressing gentle kisses to his face, Harry murmurs, “In six months’ time, I will have my twenty-fifth birthday. On that day, my portion of the inheritance will become legally mine. And I plan that very day to announce to my family that I have found love.” Harry chuckles as he runs his lips lightly along Louis’ cheekbone. “That, in fact, I found love when I was twenty-one years old, and that I have loved and been loved every day since.”

Or, an Edwardian AU where Harry is a young aristocratic lord and Louis is a working class dairy farmer. Secrets are a necessary part of their relationship, but Louis has one that could topple their whole world.

I'll Crash Until You Notice Me by stylinsoncity / @stylinsoncity

Louis sets off to Barbados to oversee the massive resort his family owns known as Sandy Hill. For years, he's been looking for a change in the monotony of his life, seeking adventure and perhaps love too. What he doesn't expect is the bright eyed boy who spills a milkshake on his shoes.

Cue the summer loving.

You Were In My Dream by staybeautiful / @harruandlou (59k)

“I had a sex dream about Harry.” Louis slapped his free hand over his mouth after the words slipped out.

Zayn paused, his hand freezing as he was about to take a bite, his head snapping up to look at Louis. Louis could relate, it’s how he’d felt that morning after he’d woken up. He’d laid in bed for fifteen minutes trying to figure out what had happened, why it had turned him on so much, and then patiently waiting for his erection to go down.

“Like… my Niall’s Harry? Harry Styles?” Zayn clarified, his face bewildered as if trying to comprehend what had just happened. “Do you even like Harry?”

“His last name is Styles?”

or Louis woke up after having a sexy dream about his best friend’s boyfriend’s best friend resolved to never think about it again. He hardly knew Harry, so what difference would it make? But when they are thrown together only a few days later, Louis had to admit, his subconscious might have been onto something.

Lost In the Silver Sea by you_explode / @nobodymoves (42k)

Harry’s felt powerless for so long now. They took away his voice last year and it feels like every day they somehow take away more of it. It feels impossible to ever get some power back, to ever speak. Every day he feels more like a puppet, like a marionette, a ventriloquist’s dummy. Like the price he has to pay to live his dream is to sacrifice his voice, his own self, and become a shell of whoever they want him to be.

But he has Louis. Thank god he has Louis.

*

Non-AU. From MSG 2012 to MSG 2018; or, Harry and Louis keep having their voices silenced, and they keep finding ways to speak.

Player by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom (28k)

Louis’ job should be simple. Harry Styles, one of the top ranking tennis players in the world, is every publicist's perfect client. He’s charismatic, enigmatic, and fit as fuck. The darling of the media, a national treasure, and a sponsor's wet dream. He’s also a goofball with the kindest heart, sweet, and polite, and singularly focused on achieving his goals.

There are just two minor problems. Firstly, Louis' debilitating crush on said client. And secondly, Harry has just accidentally Instagrammed a picture of his dick to his 18 million followers. So no, Louis’ job is anything but simple.

OR the one where Louis is Harry’s highly strung publicist and has a thing for his client, Harry is an international sports star and has a thing for his publicist, Liam and Zayn have a thing for each other, and Niall wishes everyone would just get their shit together.

[looselipssinkships-x]

fall out boy lyrics that make me think of the places i grew up

this town is wasted and alone -- death valley -- when i visit, if I'm lucky i get to drive around, and the nothingness is crushing. You go to school, you graduate, if you're upper or middle class you go to college, probably the local one an hour away. You have to drive an hour to get to the good grocery store, twenty minutes to the shitty one. You marry your high school sweetheart, or someone you met in college, you settle down and have kids. You have at least one family member who works for a company you're pretty sure is still just a factory, even though they have fancier names for it now. I look out the window of my parents' house and i can barely see the neighbors' house.

you were the last good thing about this part of town -- grand theft autumn/where is your boy -- i left my best friend in the city i moved from and god i miss her so fucking much. Every time i visit it's like we were never apart. Every time i leave we both wonder if we'd have made it had i not moved away.

i can't remember the good old days -- 27 -- your parents' house is supposed to feel like being a kid, running around carefree. I have not lived with my parents for eight years but every time i visit i wake up with that same chest crushing anxiety and it does not go away. Even when i get back out east it takes me days to feel like a person again.

every pane of glass that your pebbles tap/negates the pains I went through to avoid you/and every little pat on the shoulder for attention/fails to mention I still hate you -- chicago is so two years ago -- i did not visit for almost two years, and then only did so because my grandmother was dying. Had she not been, it would have likely been so much longer. I spent those two years hating that small town, because i thought if i hated it i wouldn't miss it, and it all hurt so much that it wasn't hard to try to hate it. (that didn't work, because even though it hurt, it was still home)

I know I should be home/all the colors of the street signs, they remind me of the/pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house -- chicago is so two years ago -- it's the little things that get me, the parts that weren't so bad, the parts that were even good, the parts that killed me to leave behind. The first dance class i took out east i sobbed the entire two mile walk home.

whoa, can't do it by myself -- reinventing the wheel to run myself over -- this one gets me because every time everything just feels like too much, it's amplified by the fact that i did this to myself, i chose to move away from everyone and everything i ever knew, and it's therefore my responsibility to indeed, do it by myself

we're the kids who feel like dead ends//and the poets are just kids who didn't make it -- i've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth (summer song) -- literally all of my friends from home don't quite fit the midwestern mold, and we're all mentally ill creative types. We're in our mid twenties now and have felt like burn outs for years

I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light -- sophomore slump or comeback of the year -- the same best friend from earlier. I worry the small town is crushing her and she's so, so bright.

the best way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realize two out of three ain't bad -- i'm like a lawyer with the way i'm always trying to get you off (me & you) -- you make sacrifices to survive. Mental, emotional, physical, everyone's sacrificing something just to make it through.

it's all a game of this or that, now versus then/better off against worse for wear/and you're someone who knows someone who knows someone/I once knew, and I just want to be a part of this -- hum hallelujah -- the duality of living in such a small town where everyone knows everyone and still feeling like you have no place to belong

literally all of g.i.n.a.s.f.s. but especially: everybody wants to drive on through the night if it's a drive back home//things aren't the same anymore, some nights, they get so bad//i sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house//it's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you, I'm supposed to love you//I've already given up on myself twice third time is the charm//threw caution to the wind, but I've got a lousy arm -- ioh was my first fob cd, and i listened to it on repeat the summer i spent commuting from my parents house to the hospital in the city to camp until i finally got an apartment. This was also the year i spent coming out to myself, terrified of the future and expectations i knew I'd never meet. I was also in love with one of my best friends and god it hurts so much for your first love to feel so wrong

I will never end up like him/behind my back, I already am -- headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet -- when i first moved to the east coast i swore I'd assimilate and no one would know where i came from, but the second I'd open my mouth it would be "oh what part of the midwest are you from?" Over time I've learned to make peace with the parts of myself that are so unavoidably rural and midwestern, but there were parts i resented for a long time, because it felt like I'd never be free from where i grew up

I don't know where I'm going/but I don't think I'm coming home -- alone together -- i remember driving home from a college course i was taking my senior year of high school and just, dreaming of driving on, starting somewhere new

and in the end/i'll do it all again -- the kids aren't alright -- if things had been different, if i'd grown up differently, i wouldn't be who i am today. Also i almost got these lyrics tattooed on my thigh. Still might tbh

you were the sunshine of my lifetime/what would you trade the pain for?//and I just about snapped, don't look back//what would you trade the pain for? I'm not sure -- love from the other side -- leaving was, and is, so goddamn hard. Every time i visit my best friend, my grandparents, i have to remind myself why i left, and why i can't go back, and so much of that focuses on looking forward because if i look at the past too much i begin to romanticize the pain

scar crossed lovers, forever -- heaven, iowa -- i am so inexplicably, irreversibly bound to the people i grew up with like some sort of fucked up trauma bonding. Out here on the east coast, in the cities, it's just different. Even people who grew up east coast "rural," it's not the same. It's strong with friends from the city i moved from and even stronger with my friend who grew up in the same county.

[makingspiritualityreal]

Firstly, I love your posts soo much!!

Maybe it is the effect of pluto and sun transiting the Aquarius!! that I have an idea..just hear me out.

I wish there were some free open astrology forums that helped people by telling them one positive life event that individual can look forward to based on their charts.

In fact, it would be so nice if the predictive astrology could start offering predictions about more positive events to look forward to such that it becomes slightly easy to bear with what's happening at the present.

Just saying...

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Are Predictions Important in Astrology?

I appreciate your message, and it is an excellent time to talk about my perspective on the subject.

I am not a fan of predictive Astrology. I say this as a person who completely understands how it is to feel such despair that you feel like you can't go on another second without having the assurance that your life will get better soon. That's also why people turn to more abstract means of divination, such as tarot.

However, these tools should be used to understand the flow of your life and what your current growth path is about. They're not a take out menu that you pick from. Insistence on predictions has caused many astrologers to be treated very instrumentally. Some people think a psychic is someone who's supposed to just deliver the version of the future that the client is going to like to hear. "you will get married in a year and it will be a June wedding" yeah right lol.

I know many good astrologers. I have yet to see even the best ones I know make a single accurate prediction. When events such as death, loss or illnesses in my family were happening, it was always a surprise. We're not supposed to know such things. Fun fact, my psychic abilities were tingling, up to a year ahead even, but I always ignored them in key moments.

I will explain it to you through an example. My mother died prematurely when I was barely out of high school. She was a single mother, and her death put me on the outs with the rest of my family, that showed their true colours in a difficult situation. It was a shock to everyone because she was very physically healthy and fit, and way too young to die and yet it happened.

A year before her death, she left me alone for the summer in the condo where I grew up with her. I was working in my hometown at that time, in between college semesters, and she found an extra paid summer job with some of our family members that live abroad. It was the first time in my life, that I was without her for that long, and to be frank, I loved the independence, like any very young person does when you let them "off the leash". I remember very clearly the day she left. We used to have family pictures taped to a glass door on a living room cabinet. My grandfather was an avid photographer and we always had plenty of photos with him around. One of the pictures was a close up of my eyes. Because the glass cabinet was positioned close to the living room window, the sun was always streaming in on it. That can cause discoloration in printed photos. On that day, the picture of my eyes had the sun leave long marks on it in such a way, that they looked like tears.

I believe this to be the strongest psychic experience I've ever had, even though I still had years of spiritual learning ahead of me at that point. Because upon seeing that picture, I knew my mom was going to die, and that it was going to cause grief in my life, even though it took over a year for that prediction to come true. I never told anyone about it, and never took that feeling seriously.

Why? Because it was so unbelievable. Because logic was against it. Because I had my own personal feelings and egoic consciousness, that had completely different feelings and desires about my life circumstances. And because it wasn't yet the time of my life when I was mature enough to treat my spiritual journey seriously.

And that is how it was meant to be at the time. Looking back on it now, I remember the feeling of prediction more as a moment of awareness. It was like seeing an inevitable chain of events unfold. Something in my consciousness was smart enough to be able to see so far ahead. Spiritually, I believe it was a warning from my spirit guides, and in a way a friendly one. "Get used to being alone and handling life alone for more than one summer vacation because it's soon gonna become your reality". But I couldn't take it seriously, because my mom and I were fighting a lot at that time, so missing her was not what I had in mind at all. I craved independence, and that feeling was my reality, which I took more seriously than some abstract premonition. In a way, knowing didn't really help me at all in the moment.

And that situation shows perfectly what the problem is with predictions. Human beings are limited by their egos and their flaws and their lack of perspective. That makes them reject whatever doesn't currently fit into their narrative. People don't want a real prediction. They want to hear they're going to get the cookie they're craving. Then they want it over and over and over again.

I understand my journey now, so many years after all these events. But it took so much growing up, that no prediction would ever fix.

There is always something to look forward to in life. Don't try to control it, and let it come to you. When the Universe wants to put you through a certain experience, it will, and there is nothing you can do about it.

[holliehives]

Houndoom & Early life lore

Despite not being her ace, Houndoom is actually Briar's first Pokémon! You can't find a better boy than him, or so Briar says.

This post is about how Briar got her Houndoom, and it also includes lore about her early life (childhood and early college years). The art was made by @/fusenryo2 on skeb!

[cw: dysfunctional family]

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Briar was born to a young couple who lived in Virbank City in the Unova region and, at the time of her birth, both her parents were actually 20 years old. Her dad was a former rockstar, very well-known in Virbank City and other neighboring towns who, when Briar was born, left his musical career to focus on his daughter. Her mother was a college student, and they were both dating at the time and knew each other since high school.

However, their marriage wasn't all that pretty. They were planning to separate because Briar's father was getting more popular each day and was planning to go on a tour across Unova, and since they weren't going to see each other as frequently because her mother wanted to focus on her studies, they had decided to break up until the news of her pregnancy came. Briar's father came from a very traditional and conservative family, and he already had some issues with them because of his musical career (as he decided to never go to college or pursue higher education to favor his rock band, but also his family didn't approve of his music because "it was never going to work"), so the news that his girlfriend was pregnant caused his family to pressure him into marriage and leave music forever, which eventually worked. He left the band and dedicated his time to raise his daughter, although he always yearned for the life he could've had and had to abandon. After agreeing to this, he cut contact with his family, and Briar never met her grandparents.

Her father worked part-time jobs but dedicated most of his time to Briar, while his now-wife continued studying in college and, after graduating, worked full-time jobs as a secretary or other office jobs. They never had another child after Briar, and the fact that they were both pressured into marrying so young caused their relationship to be forever damaged, and Briar never perceived her parents as a 'loving couple'.

Due to him being a stay-at-home dad, her father bonded the most with Briar when she was growing up. As a former musician, he introduced Briar to music and made her fall in love with performing to the public, which is something she would start chasing after for the rest of her life. However, Briar focused more on her studies, pressured by her mother who had a very strict nature.

Briar couldn't say she had a good relationship with her mother growing up. Her father always said that she acted just like her mother, and this wasn't always a compliment. She had a tendency of being prone to arguments and got irritated easily; she always pointed out the small mistakes and, when she got mad, gave Briar a cold shoulder for days, even weeks. But Briar liked to argument, she didn't want to let her mom 'win', so they were always fighting at home for every little thing. But, as any child from a complicated family, Briar had mixed feelings about it all because that was still her mother in the end, and she couldn't deny how happy she felt whenever she got a distinction at school for her grades because it made her mother happy too, and she chased that validation all her early life, pushing herself to her limits to be always the very best, in hopes of having those 'moments of peace' with her mom.

Her relationship with her mom also tainted her relationship with her dad, because despite him being the calmest of the two, Briar still resented him growing up. Briar always felt like her father was only looking after himself, and whenever she argued with her mother, he would take his wife's side—even when he knew Briar was right— to be on good terms with her. This left Briar feeling incredibly alone and powerless in her own home; some may say that this was the reason Briar is so controlling and dominant in the present, as she wants to feel like she's in power; however, others may argue that these traits are just part of Briar's nature. Growing up, she knew her parents didn't like each other and that they were together because of her—her mother made that point very clear on many occasions, so she never had a positive idea of healthy romance when growing up.

During her teenage years, she asked her father for a Pokémon of her own. Her father used to be a Pokémon trainer who specialized in dark-types, so, seeing in Briar an opportunity to live his dream of becoming a popular trainer, he got her her first Pokémon ever: a Houndour. Naturally, he chose that Pokémon because it was a dark-type, hoping that Briar would follow on his footsteps, although Briar would end up gravitating towards his fire-type instead. This Houndour was named Cerberus, just like the hound from mythology, although Briar commonly called by the name of his species instead, but every once in a while she used his nickname.

Houndour was Briar's best friend growing up, as he had chosen her as his trainer. While he was a normal childhood pet, Briar would sometimes try to battle her father's Pokémon but, growing up, she couldn't beat him.

When she was very young, Briar discovered she had a knack for science. She participated in many science fairs and competitions—she was specially good at math, some people said that she was a real genius. She skipped some years at school and graduated younger than her classmates. Due to her academic excellency, she was granted a scholarship to study abroad at the University of Lumiose, in the Kalos region. She decided to study biology and, when she was about to leave the region, she saw how sad Houndour was over her leaving that she decided to take him with her as her partner Pokemon.

Her streak of excellency didn't stop in Kalos, as she continued to have favorable grades and was considered a person destined for greatness. She can't say her time in college was easy, as she experienced first-hand how difficult it is to thrive in a male-dominated field such as science.

One of the people she remembers dearly from college is one of her classmates named Jacq. He came all the way from the Paldea region to study biology and they became friends, and since he was half-Kalosian, he helped her improve her Kalosian, and he always had respect and admiration for her. Even after their paths separated, they would keep in contact as fellow scientists.

Another person she holds dearly in her memory is Grimsley, another student of Lumiose University and Jacq's roommate. Unlike them, Grimsley didn't study biology but they would hang out together. Due to their chaotic and challenging personalities, Grimsley and Briar got along well, and both being from the Unova region helped a lot. When Grimsley went back to Unova to serve as part of the Elite Four they started seeing each other less. However, in the present day where Grimsley is no longer part of the E4, he often visits Briar in Galar and they go out to casinos and other places.

Despite the multiple obstacles she faced in college, Briar graduated with honors and became an official biologist. She didn't stop there, as she also pursued a PhD afterwards and, years later, became a Doctor in Synthetic Pokémon Biology, focusing her knowledge in Pokémon genetics and the way to artificially engineer the genetic code to perform in a certain way or boost certain traits of Pokémon.

After finishing her scientific studies, and being very young—since she graduated high school earlier than normal—, Briar wanted to open her own laboratory for research. She decided to study engineering in order to have more preparation for it, and also to hopefully learn how to build her own machines, and her friend Jacq helped get into a Paldean University to study to get her degree.

During all her time in Kalos, Briar trained Houndour with Grimsley, who had plenty of experience with dark-types and Pokémon such a Houndoom, and learnt the basics of Pokémon battles, and even got to the point of evolving him into a fierce Houndoom too.

Houndoom is considered the strongest member of her team. Not only he is the oldest one, but he is Briar's only Pokémon that was trained specifically for Pokémon battles. He has an intimidating personality in public and is very protective of Briar, to the point of growling and showing his teeth to strangers who get too close to her. If the situation calls, he would even go as far as to attack other people in order to protect Briar. He is also incredibly loyal, and he would do anything for his trainer and would not even think about disobeying her. At home, however, he shows a different personality from what he usually expresses in public, being a playful and gentle pet. He loves playing with tennis balls and frisbees outside, and he has a lot of energy and needs to go on walks almost daily. He is also a bit spoiled. And he won't admit it, but Houndoom has a hard time admitting his feelings, like when he refused to acknowledge that he was actually fond of Briar's new partner, Rose.

When Briar caught her Talonflame, he was initially jealous of him because, during all his life, he had been Briar's only Pokémon. This sparked a rivalry between the two Pokémon where Houndoom tried to constantly best him. However, with time he came to realize that Talonflame was an useful member of the team and started seeing him as an equal, and he even accepted that Talonflame suited the role of leader better than him—he was not as responsible and trustworthy as Talonflame. However, Talonflame respects his strength and considers him a right-hand man, and relies on his strength all the time. Houndoom is the brawn of the team.

Everyone in the team looks up to him, maybe not as a leader, but as a protector.

Because of his unbreakable bond with Briar, he is the only Pokémon in her team that is able to Mega Evolve.

[wheelin-after-midnight]

01.

When was the last time you were bitten by an animal? What kind of animal was it?

Today. My cat is still young and didn't come from the best situation before I saved her. Got separated from mum and siblings way too early. She's very confident, outgoing, rambunctious.. She always wants to play and she will bite when she's under stimulated. She doesn't know how rough she is at times. It's taken a while to train her to be gentle and for redirecting her attention to things she's allowed to bite to stick, but she's gotten much better over time.

When was the last time you had sex/did something sexual? How was it?

This morning. It was lovely.

When was the last time you did something illegal? What did you do?

Used a VPN to watch region locked content. Such a hard criminal over here. 😂

What was the last colour you dyed your hair?

Red. It needs doing again. My roots are showing. :/

Tell me about the first five photos you have on your phone or camera.

I have thousands. I'm not scrolling up to check. But I guarantee 85-90% of them are of my cat. She's my first cat, also my first pet who's all mine that I've raised from a youngling all on my own. I was ready to leave the planet when I found her. We saved each other. I was drowning in so much darkness, so much grief. She's the light of my life. My devices are constantly telling me I'm almost out of space and need to add more. I'm constantly documenting her shenanigans.

Who was the last person you know to have something big happen to them (i.e., get engaged/married, have a baby, etc.)?

I can't think of anyone who had something big in a positive way. My best friend just lost her nephew to cancer, though. So there's that. I'm heartbroken for her and her husband.

Is there anybody over the age of 40 that you think is hot?

Of course.

Have you ever been punched in the face?

No.

Do you have to watch yourself in the mirror while you brush your teeth?

I don't have to, but I end up doing it anyway.

Do you think your last ex deserves to die?

I wouldn't wish that on them, no.

How’s the love life going?

Long distance is difficult sometimes, but no complaints otherwise.

Do you think the last person you Facebook messaged is a virgin?

No.

Have you ever been cheated on, or had a guy move on extremely fast after a long, seemingly sincere relationship?

Yes to both.

Have you ever had someone drag his or her nails down your back?

Yes.

If you’ve been hurt in a past relationship, are you more jaded this time around?

Absolutely, but you either make a choice to move forward and keep your heart open or you don't. If not love, then what is this all for? What else do we have?

[TW: ABUSE] Have you ever been in a physically abusive relationship?

Not physically, no.

Have you ever felt more like you needed someone, and less like you loved that person?

No. I both needed and loved them.

Is there any habit, attachment, or addiction that you feel you have beaten or risen above?

I drank every day for a year after my Nan died. I wouldn't necessarily say I've risen above anything, I still have to watch when I'm spiralling not to use that as a coping mechanism, but I don't do it anymore. I don't really feel better either way, but I guess that's something.

Have you ever lived with a friend?

For a very brief period before dropping out of college.

Have you ever only liked someone because you found out they liked you?

That's dumb. If I like someone it's because we have a connection, things in common and I see things in them that draw me to them.

Do you think people act weirder or that stranger things happen when there's a full moon?

Not necessarily. I think that's mostly superstition.

Do you think you would make a good parent someday?

Absolutely. I can't have children though, unfortunately. Breaks my heart all the time. My fur baby has dulled that slightly.

In which were you happiest: elementary, middle, or high school?

I was pretty miserable a good chunk of my youth, tbh. There were reasons.

Have you ever written something on a street sign? I have not.

Life is nothing without passion. What are your passions?

Music, singing, seeing live music whenever possible, writing, animals. There's probably others I'm forgetting atm, but that's a few.

How's the weather lately?

Cold. I live where the air hurts my face and it sucks. I hate this time of year so much.

You can bring back one dead pet to life. Which one?

Toto! I miss him every day.

Is there a pillowcase on your pillow? Describe it:

Some don't have pillowcases because I just washed a few. The ones that do have some are red and black plaid.

School: what classes are you taking at the moment?

I'm not in school anymore, thank god.

What scent is your deodorant?

Men's speed stick power fresh. I prefer men's scents and find their deodorant works better and lasts longer.

Are you happy with what you see when you look in the mirror?

Not really, but my girlfriend tells me I'm beautiful just about every day, so that helps.

Does it get super hot in the summer where you live?

It definitely has the last several years.

Would you ever date someone of the same sex?

I am currently. Even if I wasn't with her, I'm a lesbian, so. If I'm dating, it's someone of the same sex.

If you HAD to be raised by another family member than you were, who?

My Nan. I was much closer to her than I am to my own mum. I miss her so bad. 💔

Are you close with you best friends' parents? Do you know them very well?

I know them, but not well. We're not close.

Do you like reptiles as pets, or do they gross you out? They don't gross me out, I think they're really cool actually, I just don't have a desire to keep them.

What is the youngest age you would consider dating somebody?

No younger than 24 ish, probably.

Favorite type of seafood?

Dude. Shrimp!

Are you more traditional or progressive? Progressive, definitely. My family is very traditional and I don't really fit in at all.

Are you into the occult?

No.

How long was your longest relationship?

This one, I suppose. We've broken up a couple times but been back together for over three years. We've known each other since I was 15 though.

Did you ever honestly believe you were going to marry your highschool bf/gf?

I wasn't really thinking about it, tbh.

Are you a virgin? Do you believe virginity is "sacred?"

It is to me in the sense I don't trust just anyone with my body. I have a lot of trauma that contributes to feeling like this. Not everyone feels that way though and they don't have to.

Would you say that you have a lot of friends?

No. I have a very small circle.

Are both your parents alive?

Yeah.

Were you raised by your biological parents?

My mum. My daddy is not blood related to me. My biological father left before I was two and doesn't want much to do with me.

Has your family ever been broken?

I mean, yeah. My childhood was not great. I still don't have a great relationship with my mother. Not for lack of trying.

Do you think your parents respect your space?

Eh.

Are you close with you siblings, if you have any?

Not super close, no. But I'm gonna have to start trying to be as I'm being priced out of my place and have to move in with one of them in the spring after being on my own for 13 years. :/

Have you ever in anger told your parent(s) that you hated them?

Yup.

What’s your favourite Thai dish?

I don't know that I have one favorite. I love Thai food though.

Have you ever been on a date with someone you met online? How was it?

Yes. It went well.

What sort of games do you like to play?

I like word games and I really liked simulacra when I played it. Dead man's phone, too. I'm not super heavy into gaming though.

What was the last candy you ate?

I don't really eat candy. I had a cookies and cream Hershey bar yesterday, but I consider chocolate its own separate category.

Do you know anyone who is deaf?

Yes.

Do you eat or drink as soon as you wake up, or do you wait a while?

I usually pee first, get Nippy her wet food, clean her litter box and then put on coffee and make something to eat if I'm hungry.

What's your favourite kind of Oreo?

The mint ones!

Do you play any games on your phone? If so, tell me about one.

Mostly I play Zen Word, if anything.

Do you have more male or female coworkers?

-

What's the longest stretch of time you've spent completely alone?

Months and months of no human contact or hearing another person's voice. It sucks. That shit changes you, man.

Do you have the same color eyes as your mother? Yes.

Have you ever been put to sleep for surgery?

Yes.

When was the last time you went bowling?

Not since I was like, eight.

Do you personally know anyone who is transgender?

Yes.

Do you have piercings anywhere except your ears? How many and where?

I don't even have ear ones anymore, they closed over.

What’s your opinion on leggings as pants?

Basically all I wear.

Who was the last person you were in love with for more than a year?

My current girlfriend.

Do you have a secret life?

I guess in some ways. Most of my family doesn't know about my relationship. So there's that. They all know pretty surface level, superficial things about me, tbh. I don't feel like I can open up to them that much.

Have you ever seen the last person you kissed without a shirt?

Yeah.

Do your parents know EVERYTHING about you?

Fuck no. Quite the opposite.

Favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?

Bananas or banana bread.

If you had to get a piercing right now, what would it be?

Probably a Munroe.

The last time you held a baby:

It's been a while since I've held an infant. Nobody in my life has infants anymore :( I had a six year old on my lap last weekend. That's still a baby to me.

Does your mom eat meat?

Yeah. I do too. I was a vegetarian for years, but I'm not for the time being. Hoping to go back to it eventually.

What would be your reaction if one of your parents said they were having another kid?

I would be livid. Neither of my parents have any business having anymore children.

How do you feel about snails?

I'm indifferent.

Are you physically affectionate with your friends?

Absolutely. I'm a very affectionate person and don't receive enough of it on the daily.

Do you kill spiders when you see them?

No, I let them be especially if they aren't bothering me. << yeah, same.

Would you ever adopt a child?

I would be open to it, but at this point in my life it's not feasible.

Do you like your name's meaning?

I don't like my name at all. I'm indifferent to the meaning.

Do you and your mom look like sisters?

I don't think so.

Are you the same height as your mom?

No, I'm shorter.

What subjects do you like to read about?

All kinds, really.

Are there any (obviously fictional) villains you can't help but love?

Uhhh..

Can you name a villain who you could kind of side with? Walter White, though I also 'blame' that on the terrific writing the Breaking Bad crew did for him. He was never to be sided with, and yet they made me root for him – up until a certain point, that is, but the point still stands. <<< hardcore agree with this.

What color eyes does your significant other (or crush) have? (If applicable.)

Brown.

Does anything around your home need repairing? The light fixture in my living area has a bad connection or something but I haven't felt like bothering maintenance about it.

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Islam is really stupid and fucked up via /r/atheism

Islam is really stupid and fucked up I was born into this shitty religion, and was put into schools specifically for it, and I was a around defender of it aswell, to the point I would ridicule other religions and calling them stupid, Islam is the best, blah blah blah. Like everytime I think back on it, I feel like cutting my head. I used to believe in man slaughter, and pedophilia bro wtf😭 I pretty much stopped believing in it since like 5ft grade or something. It's really stupid and fucked up. Just read up the lore of it in Quran, some of it doesn't even make sense whatsoever and just a bunch of mush up fiction. The rules are dumb aswell, girls and boys can't do something as simple as a high-five, you also can't be in a single room together alone cause that is totally disgusting, girls have to wear hijab cause if not you would go to hell and drag your parents down with you(as if I care what happend to them at this point). There is also Ramadhani, Wich supposed to be a "Holliday" but no, it's the month were you have to wake up as early before 5amnto eat so you could starve for the entire day. I always saw how people mocking Christian bible, saying how oh it doesn't really hold the same meaning/value cause it have been tempered over the years, Like Quran is not the same aswell. And apparently before we was born, our "soul" was to be shown how our life is gonna be like, and god/Allah will ask us if we want to live this life for 100 times. I could just imagine myself saying no for 99 times until I got fed up with god's bullshit and said yes and then he immidiently threw me down. Yeah no that ain't real. To be honest with you all, if I were to chose to be in a religion, I would just pick christians, at least their more decent that this shitty ass religion. Islam people especially the most religious ones are so delusional aswell. "Islam is the only correct religion" "you can only go to heaven if you believe in Allah" "other religions teaching is wrong" (even tough they all basically teach the same thing) "Islam will one-day rule the world cause all other religion is gonna be filled with gay people and can't reproduce" (this is actually something one of my uztad said). Rules in Islam can be broken as long there is a rule that overlaps it or there was a direct order from god that requires you to break the rule. Like no shit, there is a story about a dad being ordered to behead his kid, and the way he got the message was he woke up from a dream that told him to do so and the dream said it was a message from Allah. Like bro be so fr right now. A demon apparently tried to stop the man saying stuff like "dude that's your kid you can't kill your kid" "you have been expecting this kid for so long and now you are just gonna kill him just like that?" But that is wrong yk cause demon is bad and Allah's order is absolute. The kid got turned into a goat, cause got was like "oh yes this was just a test if you are really loyal to me" you could just tell the guy to not kill the kid at the last second instead of turning it into a goat but okay👍🏻. There is a bunch of versions of this story raging from the kid actually becoming a goat or the kid just got swap with the goat so the kid is still human or whatever, but the point still stands, a father is willing to kill his own kid just cause some guy told him so. Allah also apperantly have personally send down a lighting to strike down a whole tribe full of gay people even tough they are Muslim and believe in him (just a fun fact). You can't date aswell, you have to immidiently get married. (Sorry but I'm not gonna about to marry my guy immidiently without being absolutely sure it is a good idea to marry him, heck I'm probably not a good idea to marry too aswell💀) There's a bunch of more shits I want to rant about but eh you guys get the idea already. I swear once I hit college age I'm gonna go to a college outside of my country and never came back Submitted March 11, 2024 at 07:15AM by poisonolivetree (From Reddit https://ift.tt/XcuZYes)