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ceruleanmusings · 3 months ago

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Blood Diamond; Year Four

Year Three

@partiallypearl @myloveforhergoeson @witchofinterest @raging-violets

"Ouch! James - really, just go sit somewhere and be quiet!"

With a roll of her eyes followed by a scoff, Brooke leaned down and rubbed at her throbbing ankle. Whoever decided to get him a fire truck for last year's Hanukkah gift she needed to have a word with. She made a list for a reason! Nowhere on it were toys that could cause damage. It's why she refused any paint sets, anything sticky, Play Doh, and anything with glitter. She wasn't going to let him cause more damage in the house than he already did.

"Kids, right?" The woman in the chair next to Brooke shared with her a conspiratorial smile.

"I don't get why he can't just sit still," Brooke muttered, sitting straight once more. Her eyes slipped shut when the nimble fingers of her hairdresser started rubbing her scalp. "He always gets into something. Every time I turn my back."

"It's that age. He's about three, right?"

"Four."

"Four? Wow."

Brooke sniffed. She got that a lot. He was s till a touch on the shorter side but he was solid. She knew it well. From all the times he launched himself at her from across the room to give her a hug, nearly wiping her out. No matter how many times she scolded him or told him to be gentle, or at least not run in the house, he didn't listen.

He always wanted to give her a hug for some reason. Her personal space meant nothing to him. He crawled over her, pulled at her, clung to her, followed her around. She couldn't even get her hair cut in peace! Sterling couldn't take him, he was off to some important meeting. So he said. She didn't buy it for a second. What manager or agent would want to deal with a washed-up band of losers who never saw daylight and smelled like week-old booze sweat from the Midwest of all places? But she'd never seen him that animated before, rushing out the door with the promise that this was going to change everything.

Yeah. We'll see.

"It gets easier," the woman continued. Brooke stopped herself from asking "does it?" because it felt more to her that ever year just gave her more of the same. "Mine's seven. It's the best. By that point they're starting to get some independence and they want to be away from you. They can do things on their own without being underfoot."

"That sounds like a dream," Brooke mumbled.

"You'll make it. In the meantime, you just need to keep him occupied."

Brooke snorted. It cut through the sound of metal blades rubbing against one another and the delicious sensation of the teeth of a comb scratching against her head. "That doesn't work. He could be reading a book and the minute I walk away from him he's chasing after me asking what I'm doing and if I want to play. I'm busy running the house and keeping it clean with all the messes he makes. Of course I don't have time to play. I barely had time to come here."

Getting her hair done was a non-negotiable. It was the only time she got out of the house where she could look presentable and stay that way. The grocery store? Forget it. It was a pain trying to shop with James trying to reach for everything, asking what everything was, why people ate it or used it, and then begging to play on the little rocking fire truck at the front of the store when they checked out or begging to get a piece of gum from the machine. No and no. It was gross, dirty, germy, and she didn't want him getting gum in her hair or slobber all over her clothes.

"I'm sure you'll find the right thing in no time."

What did she know? Her kid was seven. She probably already forgot how annoying four-year-olds could be. James had to tell her everything he did that day, even if she was there to see it. And he didn't do much.

Lately all he'd been doing was watching that mouse movie over and over again. American Tail or something. His grandmother, Bubble as he called her—he misunderstood Bubbe—gifted it to him for his birthday and he wouldn't sleep until she put it on for him to watch. Over and over again, he begged and pleaded to start it over from the beginning when the credits started to roll. "Again! Again! I love Five-ul, Mommy!" Sterling would stay up with him to watch the same scenes and listen to the same songs one after another. Brooke would go to sleep. One of them would need to be rested for the next day. She needed her full eight hours of beauty sleep.

"Vroom, vroom!" James ran around the lifted chairs, hunched over a firetruck he pushed along the ground. The wheels spun and squeaked, lights flashed, and a tinny siren poured out front speakers. He pushed it around until he slammed it into the leg of the coffee table holding magazines with wrinkles and coffee rings on the once glossy covers. Plopping himself, down he grabbed two of the firefighter figures off the truck and started bouncing them up and down on the table. "Don't worry, people, I come and help you!"

"I'm sorry about him," Brooke said, her words flat. She directed a look at the back of his head but James ignored her as he extended the ladder on the back of the truck to reach the table.

"It's okay," the hairdresser said with a laugh, cutting off more hair. "We have a lot of space around here."

James took the space, running back and forth from the sinks to the table. Other women in the shop smiled at him as he passed, a couple chuckling and mentioning how cute he was. He didn't mind, having been pulled into his own world of fires and rescues. Finally, he tired himself out and flopped onto the unoccupied couch by the coffee table, clutching the figure of a firefighter in one hand and a lady in the other, bouncing them around the arm of the couch.

Brooke allowed herself to close her eyes and relax again, now that James was quiet. But the silence only lasted a few moments until she heard it.

Some-where out there, be-neath the pale moonlight Some-one's thinking of me and lov-ving me tonight Some-where out there someone's saying a prayer That we'll find one a-nother in that big some-where out there

James was slightly sharp on the higher notes but the rest—the tone, the speed, the cadence, the depth—he had on lock. He should, with all the times he'd played the tape, all the times she heard the same incessant songs. Something about that one he stuck with, though. He sang it every morning at breakfast, he sang it in the bath, sometime she found him staring out the front windows watching the mailman or dog walkers go by, singing with his nose pressed against the glass. She tuned it out at this point, like the droning voices of the fake-happy news anchors or morning talk shows who acted bright and shiny because they didn't have children to look after while they reported "feel good" puff pieces and talked to celebrities.

At least, until it was brought to her attention.

"Excuse me?" It was the woman in the chair next to her again. Her hair was folded up in sheets of foil but her bright blue eyes were trained on Brooke. "Does he always do that?"

"What? Sing?" Brooke heaved a breath. "Is he bothering you? Because—"

"No, he's not bothering me. In fact, he's great. Amazing, even!" The intensity behind the woman's eyes grew. "A voice like that out of a four-year-old? He sounds so mature. I can only imagine what he'd sound like when he gets older."

"Yes, well..."

"Is he in classes? Do you have him training with anyone?"

This time Brooke did laugh out loud. "Of course not! He's just messing around. He's just making noise."

"I think he could do more with that voice when he's not messing around. He knows what he's doing." The woman twisted to her side and it wasn't until she placed a business card in Brooke's hand that she understood what this woman was getting at and she wasn't crazy.

"You're serious," Brooke stated.

The woman nodded. "Dead serious. I have my son in singing lessons and taking classes. He's being eyed to take on the role of Oliver Twist in an upcoming stage production."

Brooke's nose winkled in a sneer. "I'm sure it's local."

"For now." The woman shrugged. "They're looking for funding to have it tour the country. And we already have meetings set up in New York—"

"Meetings?"

"Yes. He'll need headshots and training and he's getting into some model work. This guy"—the woman pointed at the glossy embossed name on the business card, sitting above the words TALENT SCOUT | VOCAL COACH—"is the best you can get in Minnesota. He knows talent. And I think your son will fit right in."

"This isn't a joke?" Or some strange ploy to get Sterling to drop more money they didn't have on another pipe dream or failed business venture.

"We just paid off two cars with the money that's been brought in." The woman shrugged again. "It gives us more leeway in case something comes up. We've been able to travel. Take more vacations. Have more time as a family..." As the woman spoke Brooke's eyes traveled the woman from head to take, taking in every piece of jewelry, every article of clothing, and those shoes. She wasn't dressed like a Minnesota mother, in sensible shirts and pants and sneakers that had no shape and certainly only existed for function. No, she dressed like she was a somebody.

And if anybody was a somebody, it was Brooke Diamond.

"...Thank you." Brooke carefully held the business card in her hand. I'll see what I can do."

Brooke's hair was finished soon after and her head swam as she scribbled her name on a check. More Leeway. Travel. Vacations. Money. The status Brooke always felt she deserved, she was entitled to. All the things her husband just couldn't provide. All just from putting James in some classes?

"James, do you like singing?" Brooke asked as she buckled him in his car seat. Thankfully he got in without a fight today. She couldn't risk sweating out her $750 expense. Sterling said she paid too much just to get her haircut. She always told him looking good was priceless. Boys just didn't understand.

James nodded, his head bouncing off the backrest of his car seat. "It's fun."

"Do you want to sing more?"

"I can sing more?" he asked, kicking his legs.

"Yes. A nice lady in there gave me a card of someone for you to meet. If you impress him, you can sing all the time and make people happy."

He stared at her in that way she found unnerving, without blinking, very focused, as if he was trying to look straight into her soul. He'd been doing that a lot lately. "...Will it make you happy, Mommy?"

"Oh yes, James, it'd make me very happy."

He smiled, showing off perfect rows of little teeth. "Then I want to sing, Mommy."

Taking his face in her hands, she placed a very light kiss to his forehead. "I was hoping you'd say that."

#brooke diamond #james diamond #fic: blood diamond #big time rush fic #big time rush fanfic #my writings

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jazzy-art-time · 6 months ago

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where would Dysnomia fit in jarble

CHANTING VIOLENTLY !!!

JARBLE GARGLE TIME!!! (That’s what a friend told me to call it when I talk about JarbleAU things. It sounds gross and I hate them for it (love you BabyGirl) )

BUT!!!

Dysnomia IS in JarbleAU, he is one of Goddess’ main guys in the Hend Family!!

He just… doesn’t have a design yet because I just haven’t done it lmaO. He’s a leafeon in JarbleAU though!! Since the reason that Dysnomia is a Sylveon in canon, are not present in Jarble.

They aren’t related by blood but Dysnomia is one of the few who actually got his last name changed to Hend like Goddess. He also acts as a donor for Goddess kids when she has issues getting it done for when she wanted children.

(there is no romantic or sexual things between them in JarbleAU, he was just a donor because she was having issues)

Although he does not see himself as the kids father (neither does Goddess) he still cares about them and gets Fun Uncle Rights™️

He’s a bit lazy in the sense of… he doesn’t really want to do a lot of the technical or “”political”” aspects of what the Hend Family does. Despite basically being Goddess’ successor (if anything were to happen to her). He likes working on the main and rather large family ranch and tending to that general large segment of land.

He’s a cowboy…,,, big ol gruff cowboy man. Arthur Morgan but leafeon /joking /silly

He’s lazy in that aspect of his job, he half asses a lot of it or has others do it for him. He Primarily has Ryan (from ask-Scrafty, he’s in jarble as well!) or Solo do a lot of that stuff on his behalf. He just doesn’t find much interest in that aspect of things. Goddess still forces him to do stuff, to the point that he at least understands/knows what he’s doing.

On the ranch however! He is a extremely hard worker. Like he goes hard and puts his all into working there or doing other aspects like that!

He hates going into the inner city or attending more diplomatic events. It means he has to clean up and get his hair combed properly and has to wear something other than his dirty ass jeans and shirt that’s torn to shreds. DONT GET ME WRONG he does like. Shower n stuff!! Trust me the man DOES touch soap, he just doesn’t like having to make a spectacle of himself or “pretty himself up” just to impress others.

He also just HATES being around the Mayor and the Farefell family. He finds the Mayor annoying as shit and then just the family issues between the Farefell family, but that’s a given. It’s Hend VS Farefell that’s the whole thang!! He finds Wem particularly disgusting and abhorrent (he’s correct) and doesn’t want to be around him or anyone Wem associates with by default.

HOWEVER… in Jarble. Dysnomia and Eden end up in a bit of a situationship. They hate each other at first but then Eden in this AU is well.. how he is. They end up messing around with one another without anyone knowing (minus those closest to them/those who figure it out over time). They don’t really see each other in any sort of romantic sense, Dysnomia tries to once or twice to appear more civil but it always just ends the same way.

There’s more to that aspect/how it ends up but I’ll avoid rambling about that for now lmaO

BUT YEAH!!! There is more to him, he’s one of the major “POV” characters for Jarble. I just haven’t had a chance to design him properly yet! I’ve tried a few times but generally ended up disliking how it turned out, so it hasn’t been done yet.

I don’t talk about him much BECAUSE he doesn’t have a set design yet. It’s easier for me to talk about OCs once they have a design, that way I can make silly comics or at least slap their face onto something

There are several characters I need to design for it but just.. havent yet lmao

But YEAH big ranch cowboy leafeon man!! He’s less dramatic and moody than he is in canon.. Jarble Dysnomia has no reason to walk around brooding or put on a fake intimidating face or be full of various hate fueled anxieties. He’s a man on a ranch and he likes rodeos and being outside, what more could a leafeon dream of /silly

#APOLOGIES FOR MILDLY TALKING YOUR EAR OFF I am a yapper!!#i fucking love yapping!! I love talking for so long!! large paragraphs!! I got shit to say!! /joking #also despite Dysnomia being a rather large man in Jarble.. Goddess is still bigger #it matters not how hunky you are Dysnomia.. Goddess is a Amazon in every universe /silly #not art #text post #delete later #anon #ask

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shmowder · 6 months ago

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okay man feel free to ignore this but it seems like you might find it fun: rank all seats. best to worst

I do find it fun, Thank you for sending it and thinking of what I'd enjoy! A million smooches meet me at the altar xoxoxo

NOW LET THE RANKING BEGIN

Seat 5

I'll bring my steamdeck and make Victor play Hades 2! I bet he'd actually be good at it, ngl. He's a clocksmith, after all, with a precise sense of timing.

He talks about missing Khan a lot, maybe we can have a short sweet bonding time together. I get to be childish and he gets the experience of playing videogames and trying to connect with the youth. Plus with Khan on the next seat over, maybe he'll be impressed by his dad being good at Hades 2 and the two of them actually have a sweet moment!

I'd love to eavesdrop on the Saburov drama too ngl. Especially with Clara in front of them, it's gotta get interesting.

He needs to keep face and stay nice. That's the Kains well maintained public image after all, so I'll bank on that fact. He'll try to be polite and accommodating, I'll take him up on the offers bc I have no shame or manners.

Seat 1

Let's be fr I do need medical attention– Especially on a moving train. I'd rather sit next to Rubin to make this whole process easier, I know he isn't the best but my condition isn't severe either, I just need someone to keep me from cracking my skull against the window glass if I do faint.

He'd be nice, polite. I don't think he'd enjoy my videogames or music taste. But I'll share my food and drink with him instead, I'll let him have his peace and keep mine.

I love Aspity but irl I'd be terrfied shitless of her so I'll pass on the Menkhu's seat. Plus, Rubin might actually get a confidence boost from a sick person picking him out of the Menkhu and Bachelor of Medicine.

Seat 3

Okay... the atmosphere is still chill, vibes immaculate, but your comfort will drastically decrease from this point on.

Rubin can apologise for his long legs accidently kicking your chair all he want, it won't change the fact he refuses to move to the empty window seat next to him. He'd rather kick you than an innocent child.

Murky is a delight, but gross as all kids are. I mean spitting in their drink and drinking it—saw my niece do it yesterday—She leaves crumbs everywhere and hates you attempting to clean her face. She keeps the window fully open at all times and stands on her chair attempting to get more of herself inside, you'll have to keep an eye on her so she doesn't stumble over.

Besides that she might actually be the most well behaved child on the train today? Sticky is nice but will annoy you endlessly about medical facts, minecraft youtubers drama. Khan is absolutely insufferable bc he has never been told no in his whole life, he will watch tiktok at full volume without headphones. Capella will get you depressed, Clara would try to trade you used syringes and stolen wedding rings.

Seat 7

You know sitting next to him isn't that bad really. I mean all the leaders are monsters deep inside, he is just more open about it.

I'd feel awkward and intimidated by him at first, but I think he's used to that reaction from people. Maybe he'll see me scrolling on my phone and say how a certain post or app looks like something Capella uses? And then I explain it to him.

I'd teach him how to make a Discord account and add his own daughter by the end of it. I'll also give him a ton of fashion advice, I'd make him a tiktok account and hook him up with a Firefox adblocker.

I think all the tech talk might interest Yulia in the next seat over. Especially since Big Vlad seems the type to keep using a very old slow phone and never sees a point in upgrading despite the fact he can afford it.

I want to see him and Yulia interact really. I know she works for him and all, but also, I feel like they have a peaceful acquaintance relationship.

He wouldn't be good at videogames, but we could watch a trash tv drama. I feel like Yulia would actually enjoy it, him too.

Plus it's safer to have Andrey in front of you rather than behind you-

Seat 8

Ah- The Mistresses circle. Maybe if I just play with Clara and put on my headphones I can pretend nothing is happening–oh nope she started insulting Maria out of nowhere okay I see where this is going.

The only reason I'm picking this seat over 6 is because I really, really don't want to deal with a spoiled kid. It's exhausting, you have to nice your way out of their tantrums bc you're not their parent and can't be strict.

I already hate my seat and think about disappearing into the bathroom. I will leave often under the guise of stretching my leg just to go and loiter around wherever I can.

Seat 6

Kill me god smite me please.

Maybe I can talk the judge into siting near his nephew instead-nope now he insists I endure this "test of character" and must overcome this trial of hardship by myself. Useless old fart.

I might start arguments with Georgiy out of boredom ngl bc I feel like Khan would break my steamdeck if I let him play on it in a gamer rage or something. I just decided to take sleeping pills and hope by the time I wake up, the fetus and carcass next to me have fallen into slumber so I can finally be myself.

Seat 4 and 2

They're the same to me because both of them mean sitting next to Aspity. LISTEN TO ME. Do not let your playthrough of P2 delude you into thinking she's harmless. Aspity is only nice to Artemy, and if you're not Artemy then you're fucked.

She is legit unhinged in my bachelor playthrough, which actually gave me shivers on certain occasions. She talks about keeping a terrified person running for their live imprisoned in her basement for entertainment bc she is just so bored.I can't imagine how more feral she gets on the Changeling route.

I don't want to end up cursed man. I don't want to know my death date either. She could read my deepest fears with one glance and I'll crumble like a cookie.

Seat 9 and 10

I've explained why before. I don't want to end up coerced into drinking and trying crack when the hardest thing I've ever had was non alcoholic strawberry beer.

The Stamatins see innocence and have this urge to tear it like paper. They'll see a blank canvas on me waiting to be ruined, and I'll scratch and bite my way out. It's not even sexual. It's this desire to corrupt a soul into sinning and get bring you down to the same level as them.

My mind is fragile man, I hit as hard as a wet noodle. It would barely take anything for me to fold like a deck of cards. I'm immediately running to the bathroom and locking myself inside.

10 is less severe than 9 but I don't trust that Eva will stand up for me if Andrey wants me to do a line or two. Hell, she'd probably enable him thinking it's a cute game. Daniil would say something but wouldn't do anything.

Andrey scares me, and Peter is unpredictably dangerous. Daniil rolls with the crowd when it comes to the utopian and turns a blind eye to their shenanigans. Eva is not an innocent fawn either, Yulia was terrified of loving her for a very good reason. She's a wolf in sheep clothing

Also, I'd feel very uncomfortable next to the bare coochie lady. Bathroom bunk it is!

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heroloverangel · 2 years ago

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Silence is Golden

The Loudest Dad is here.

Well, this could have gone better.

Of course you’re a little nervous when your contractions start and you begin what turns out to be a grueling twelve-hour wait, but the pro hero is somehow even more on edge than you are. You watch him run around your home for the first few hours doing any random chores he can think of to keep himself busy. You’re not complaining; you don’t remember the last time the kitchen and bathroom looked so clean. He spends the entire drive to the hospital tapping impatiently at the steering wheel and humming loudly along to the music he keeps changing. Once settled into your room, he switches endlessly between pacing around and sitting beside you, jiggling his leg nonstop. For a pro hero whose career involves tangling with villains and criminals, it’s funny to see Present Mic so antsy about something so normal.

“You okay there, big guy?” He nearly jumps out of his seat when you tap his shoulder and you hide your laugh. “Y’know I’m pretty sure I’m the one with the harder job on this.”

He runs a hand through his long hair before giving you a small smile. “Yeah, I know. Guess I’m just a little impatient to meet this kid.”

You raise an eyebrow toward his still-jiggling leg. “A little, you say?”

Hizashi lets out a sheepish laugh and makes an effort to stop his fidgeting. “Okay, maybe a lot impatient. Can you really blame me?”

You shake your head and lean over to give him a kiss. “No, it’s actually pretty cute.” It’s so easy for the two of you to slip into your natural state of teasing and cracking jokes together, you don’t notice the time passing. It’s almost a surprise when a nurse checks your status and announces that you’re finally ready to deliver, and you can’t stop the inkling of nerves suddenly blooming in your stomach. As if he can sense it, your husband’s stronger hand wraps around yours to give you a reassuring squeeze, and you feel yourself relax a bit. “We can do this,” you remind yourself out loud.

“Damn right we can,” he agrees. “People have been having babies for thousands of years, how hard can it be? Hell, squirrels can figure this whole baby thing out and I’m pretty sure we’re beating them in the brain department. You’re gonna do great.” His reasoning is so stupid it’s brilliant, and you two share one last smile together before the action starts.

“And no baby muzzle?”

He nods in agreement. “No baby muzzle.”

The birth itself is perfectly fine. Your epidural has taken full effect by then, rewarding you with minimal pain for an otherwise unpleasant experience. Your lower body still feels like lead and you’re not sure you’ve ever felt so tired by the end of it, but it’s a small price to pay for what you’re getting in return. Yamada barely blinks the entire time, narrating the scene in front of him for your amusement with all his usual, obnoxious enthusiasm. If he notices that he’s annoying the doctor and nurse tending to his wife and child, he clearly doesn’t care.

Eventually your daughter emerges, with Hizashi’s description of “super gross, she’s beautiful” blurted out in a surprisingly gentle whisper. You watch the nurse step away to clean and examine the baby and you take a moment to relax back against the bed. You smile wearily at your husband and he peppers kisses all over your face, both of you deliriously happy in the moment and ready to meet your girl.

After an agonizing wait of only a few minutes she’s deposited into your arms and you can’t take your eyes off of her. “Hi there, sweetheart. Mama’s so glad to–”

The rest of your words are drowned out by your newborn’s first cry, a single inhuman wail that makes your brain rattle inside your skull and leaves your ears ringing painfully. You’re suddenly reconsidering that baby muzzle. A glance around the room tells you everyone else is feeling similar effects, their voices muffled deep beneath the loud ring.

All except Hizashi, who seems to have some form of natural immunity thanks to his own quirk. You see his lips moving but barely hear a sound from him and you can only shake your head. He quickly taps at his phone and holds up the message to you. “R U OK???”

“No I’m not okay! I can’t hear!” You stare up at him in horror. “It’s not permanent, right?” He shakes his head and gives you a thumbs up that does nothing to quell your fears.

“Probs not maybe just 2-3 days?” He taps another sentence. “Shoulda brought earplugs i guess.”

You roll your eyes and look back down at your baby, who has no idea what just happened. “It’s alright! Mama’s not mad at you!” She squirms uncomfortably in your arms, you have no idea how loud your voice is until he motions for you to lower your volume. “Sorry, kiddo. We’ll figure it out.”

By some miracle, Sozoshi has no more harmful outbursts before you’re released from the hospital, much to the entire floor’s relief. It takes three full days, but your hearing gradually returns just as you’re settling back into your own bed and you find yourself tearing up with happiness the first time you’re able to hear her natural voice. There’s a generous supply of noise-canceling pacifiers within arm’s reach in every room of the house, but at the moment neither of you could imagine a time you’d want to keep her quiet.

#hero dadcademia #pregnancy #present mic x reader #bnha x reader

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oh-cramity-its-amity · 6 months ago

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alright done with work. im going back to bed. then ill clean my apartment. too tired.

when i woke up, i changed some laundry to the dryer and literally threw a laundry pod into the heep of wet clothes out of muscle memory thinking it was a dryer sheet. two seconds later i realized obviously and went "😐😑😐" but like i just need to go back to bed. im tired lmao. BUT GOOD!! WE ARE GOOD.

allergies r kicking my ass tho. realized the "sickness" i had? was allergies. im not used to having allergies. like i just started getting allergies to the season last year. did you know that you can literally develop allergies in your adult life even if you never had them as a kid?? its weird how allergies work. kinda of fascinating how they can change too. you can not be allergic to something later in life.

i was cleaning cause i had some fruit flies hatch out so ughhh. no more oranges until winter i suppose. bugs gross me out so much but i need to put fly tape up later. oh yeah and also cause of the kitten. i dont have her yet but my dads getting her later. he was gonna keep her with him until i get situated with my landlord (shes super nice so i dont think ill have any issues. i just dont know how that all works with leases)

but im really excited abt her. shes 9 weeks old. 🥺😭. im probably gonna be super annoying abt it too sorry. ever since i lost spike a couple years ago before i moved out, its been like i missed that company and companionship of an animal. granted, he was an old ass dog and shes a lil bby, i think the energy is the same.

#i should really make a tag at this point because i just do talk about my life #i dont know cause i dont have a lot of people to talk to abt things going on personally #which isnt a bad thing but i consider the majority of yall my friends #i guess this is sorta my diary type of shit #but like as a /pos because yippee!!

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5tar9litter · 1 year ago

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Things my mom said multiple times:

Partying:

“I don’t know why I don’t like it. I should like drinking and gambling. I should like talking to those thai girls even if they are hella rude. I should leave all of my kids alone at home while I go party past 12 at midnight. I guess I’m just weird like what they said. I don’t like talking to those people. They are so annoying, always boasting about how much money they make and then wasting it all away in the casino! Why don’t I like them? Why do I hate it so much??”

She’s said this exact topic at least 60 times this year of 2023. And I’d explain it’s because they are horrible ppl and it’s okay to have different hobbies from others. At least you are saving money, avoiding health risks, and just go find better ppl to be with. Plus I am the same way. I hate those ppl with the same passion but I just found better people who doesn't do those type of things.

Then she’d forget what I just said and start the same exact paragraph by next week or month.

And I start to interrupt when she is talking now because it’s annoying having them ask dumb ass questions esp if you just consulted them like 45x’s now. It’s just a waste of time and I noticed I’ve been either telling her she and I already talked about this or changing the subject completely.

Food:

“I wish we ate more sweets. As a family, nobody in this family likes it. I buy so much cookies, sodas, pizzas, apple pies, cakes, and candy but nobody eats all of it?”

I’d explain, “it’s too sweet. And there’s so much too. You buy like 26 apple pies and expect 4 of your kids to eat all of it in a week?? No thanks.”

“But why can’t we be like an american family? Why can’t we just eat all of the sweets like that?”

“But that’s why all of Americans are dying from cardiovascular diseases, Mom. Sweets kill u if you eat a lot, duh. What r u trying to do, kill us?”

“Haha, you are right but look at how good it looks.”

“Gross. It’s too sweet. Why did you buy so much sweets from the store again? You know 19 years of my life, none of us like cakes and stuff like that.”

“*attempts to eat all 26 apple pies by herself and stops eating by the 3rd apple pies* yuck! it’s so sweet! Why can’t I finish all of it?”

“Facepalms**”

SHE DOES THIS ALL THE TIME AHHH. She knows we don't like sweets. Period. Yet she buys it all the time and always complains that we never eat it even though none of us wanted it. If we were like, "Mom can we buy these cupcakes?" then we don't eat all of it. Then that makes sense that she'd be mad. But she's actually encouraging us to eat unhealthy on a daily basis. Like do you know how much pizzas we've had delivered to house on the daily basis? 6 BOXES for 4 KIDS AHHHH

This behavior did start my brother's food addictions though. Because she would encourage us to eat all of this and they would finish all 5 or 6 boxes by themselves. Now my brothers are having heart problems and stomach issues. Bruh.

Family in laws:

"When you date or get married, you are gonna have to sacrifice your whole life to your man's parents. You have to clean and cook for them 24/7. You will become a slave to them. Dating is never fun. It's only miserable"

I just nod my head and act like I'm listening every time she says this.

My job

"You shouldn't go to college and get a job. Just open a business. I'll support you."

She doesn't even have enough money to buy me food. I have to work to pay for it. It's so annoying because my dad told me the same thing but he can't even pay the bills so he's always stressing out.

"You should start a Youtube channel."

I respond with, "No thank you. I hate filming stuff. I don't even post 1 picture on my other social media so what makes you think I wanna?"

"Just saying. It'd be a good start."

"Yeah yeah."

She brings up this same topic of me starting a Youtube channel another 30x.

"Why do you keep telling me this, Mom!?"

Usually, I end up getting really pissed off. I hate when I get mad at anybody including my mom but she has a weird habit of repeating herself.

She really wants me to fucking start a youtube channel. I did start one at some point but then I got busy with school or other things and it was really boring for me so I just stopped. But it annoys me that she doesn't understand that I don't like making youtube videos especially at the moment. In the future, I can see it happening but not now. She still keeps suggesting it.

Another thing that annoys me is that she always tell me that my job sucks.

It took me 6 months to get my job and I love it to death. Even if it's minimal pay: Around 16$/hr where I live.

My coworkers are so nice. My managers are so kind and patient with me. The customers are so good to me and they treat me like family. The job is easy and fun. Sometimes I get yelled at by customers because I work at retail and I need an ID from them in order for them to purchase the cigarettes. 97% of them are pretty compliant. So it's fast and easy and if they argue, my coworkers always back me up. They are so kind compared to my old job where I had no support. So, I am always happy to come to work because for someone in my position and history, especially with a tight schedule, this job is like paradise for me. So every time I have a small issue like customers being an idiot or me being hit on at work which is all the time, my mom would say my job sucks.

I call her out on it because at least I am working and you know, compared to my old job at Petco, it's actually really good for a college student. It's close by and easy and relaxes me even if there's small mishaps.

She says she just meant all of that work for 17/hr. I tell her, "For now, this is what I just gotta work with it. But it doesn't suck. I'm just really grateful I have a job.

Babies:

"Do not have babies when you are young." Valid.

Boyfriends

"No dating until you finish school and get a career."

Valid.

"You can only dress like that around your boyfriend when you get one."

"You can only go watch movies or go out with your boyfriend when you get one."

"You can only get a house when you get a boyfriend."

"When you get a boyfriend, you'll have someone to hang out with all the time."

"WHY DO YOU WANT A BOYFRIEND SO MUCH I DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT'S SO GOOD ABOUT HAVING ONE?!!?"

Mom, ever since I was young. You instilled this mindset that I need a boyfriend to have freedom in life. You won't even let me go out without a guy accompanying me and every guy I am just friends with you think I am dating him. AHH WHY IS SHE LIKE THIS?

"OOoh, looks like you are ready for a boyfriend~" My mom would tease me all the time and at the same time she'd tell me, "No boyfriend! You are too young. Not until you are a doctor!"

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Casinos:

For 5 years, this is all she talks about. She hates it there with so much hatred that it's incomprehensible but she keeps coming back to work there. Her coworkers also got annoyed with how repetitive she can be and she's told me about this. They told her there's so much careers out there. Why does she keep coming back to the casino if she hates it so much then quits within 5 months??

This year in 2023. she just quit one casino and now she secretly applied to ANOTHER ONE this month in August and my dad found out and yelled at her. I remembered their argument. "YOU LIED TO ME! YOU TOLD ME YOU'LL NEVER GO BACK AND YOU WENT AND APPLIED WITHOUT TELLING ME? YOU KNOW YOU ARE GONNA QUIT AGAIN. YOU DID THIS 5 TIMES ALREADY. WHY DON'T YOU LEARN? YOU CAN'T DO GRAVEYARD SHIFTS. YOU KNOW HOW SICK YOU GET WHEN DEALING PAST 3AM. WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?!" I understand my mom wants to work again but doesn't know any other way to make lots of money with just a high school degree. But I agree this can't be healthy. When the other casino she applied see that she just quit 5 other major(popular) casinos within 3 years. They are gonna reject her applications because they know she likes to apply then quit after 5 months.

New business plans:

"I should buy those asian plants and sell it on facebook!"

I encourage her. She's been talking about this for a year now.

"I should cook food and sell it on facebook marketplace like those thai girls!"

I encourage her alot for this because I think she'd do well. She's been talking about this for 2 years now.

"I should work in another job that isn't the casino." *never does so*

"I wanna open an asian fast food shop with a drive through. I never seen one here in America."

I encourage her.

"I want to be a real estate agent. *Continues to explain how much money she'd make and swears she'll finish the classes to get the certificate.*"

This convinced me and my dad that she would actually do it. My dad is really hard to convince so I was surprised he let her. My dad said he'd support her until she gets a degree which is supposed to take 6 months only. She paid $1000, took the class for 5 months, then quit with no refunds.

She told me it's because the professor said she won't be able to become a millionaire until a year later because the economy is rocky right now so nobody's buying houses right now especially with the interest rates being so high for them.

I understood it but I told her like at least finish the last month and just take the exam. You get to cheat too like they do not care at all. Like just get the certificate and get it over with.

She explains she don't have the confidence to finish it. So she never finish the class or the exam. She ended up wasting $1000 even though I offered to cheat for her. ITS LITERALLY AN OPENED BOOK TEST. THE PROFESSOR LITERALLY TOLD HER THE ANSWERS FOR THE EXAM SO IT LITERALLY IS JUST FILLING IN THE BLANK.

After she did that, I've lost all hopes for her bro.

I don't encourage her to start a business because she's always quit or never make action. But you know what did she do? She bought this asian plant and gave it to some random mien woman to profit off of her for free :D R u fucking kidding me? Mom, why. That was your money right there. U bought that plant to make money on facebook but instead you gave it to some random asian lady. She was pretty disappointed in herself as well.

She always talk about: her Nightmares, hair loss, unhealthy eating, nutritional deficiencies, walking at the park, how much she hates my dad and how dirty the house is.

I don't really care and actually respond to her about it.

Things my dad always say:

"Always invest your money!"

"Just take easier classes."

Yeah sure let me just not graduate college by not taking my required Biology: Anatomy and physiology and statistics classes.

"You have to graduate with a bachelor!!"

Also refuses to support my education**

"You are gonna be a millionaire!"

"Why am I such a loser?" My dad always says that to himself.

He brags about me alot especially about how I won 2cd place on a contest and ended up being interviewed on tv.

I luv my parents but omg they are so dumb.

#family #parents #mother #rant post #personal rant #america #dessert #sweets #repetition #why #why are they like this #what the fuck

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crackednailsandsplitends · 1 year ago

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Things You'll Find Me Calling Out To My Dogs

We can all agree that keeping a dog can provide you with countless hours of happiness and affection. Let's not overlook the drawbacks, those annoying traits that our furry pals just can't seem to get rid of. How often have we seen them rolling about in some foul thing or chomping on stools? Just thinking about it makes you want to yank your hair out! It's safe to say that being the mother of three muskehounds—two beagles and a small dachshund—I am very knowledgeable about the mischievous, stubborn tendencies of hounds…. but I wouldn't trade them for anything.

Thus, below I’ve written a few things that you will you find me calling out to my dogs:

“DO NOT eat that poo” whilst I am stood in the back door way, god knows what my neighbours think.

Now, don't get me wrong, I love my dogs, they are my babies. But I also know that certain behaviours can be downright… well, disgusting. For example, the age-old pastime of eating poop. Yep, we're talking about dog’s eating their own poo (I just gaged a little when typing this). My 2 beagles are bad for this, I have to be quick and on the ball at picking the poo up. Luckily my dachshund hasn’t learnt this disgusting habit from her big sisters, so far she’s turned her nose up.

And while we're at it, let's also tackle the issue of rolling around in gross things.

“I will BATH you” is what I am normally heard shouting across a field, where my beagles have followed their noses and gone to drop and roll in some fox poo. The threat of a bath works well most of the time -Poppy really, really hates a bath.

“Don’t walk through that puddle” and they totally ignore me and walk through the puddle. I don’t mind this so much, it gives my girls a bit of joy, and they never roll in puddles, so I do count myself lucky here.

“Get out of the bin” Kiwi is worse for this, she literally tries to stick her nose in before the lid closes on the bin. I do have a dog proof bin, and they can’t get in it unless it’s been overfilled and the lid doesn’t close properly, but Kiwi often will make a dash for it whilst the bin lid closes slowly.

“Penny’s got a sock” as she makes a dash into the kids room, pinches a dirty sock from the floor and trots proudly back to her bed with it hanging out of her mouth. She loves a chew on a smelly sock, her favourites are my son’s girlfriends socks she wore for work.

“KIWI, don’t you dare pinch my tea” Kiwi is a tea lover, she loves tea and I literally cannot leave my cuppa tea for a minute as she is right up there in a flash slurping it all up.

“Don’t be such a baby” as I grab the ear cleaner, Poppy shoots up the stairs fully well aware I am physically unable to chase her. I have to be clever when cleaning her ears and eyes, I literally have to corner her with a treat so she can’t dart off up the stairs. She has this sixth sense about it too, I only have to look at her and she knows.

I constantly tell myself that persistence and patience are the keys to success, but everyone who has ever owned a beagle knows how intelligent and stubborn they can be – and that they simple don’t give a damn. Hey, I knew what I was getting into when I chose beagles and a dachshund. They make us so happy that it is all worthwhile.

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caregiver-twylas-daycare · 2 years ago

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Hey,I hope you doing ok, jsut need to have a little rant somewhere you don’t have to answer or anything, so I went away for the weekend(I might need in soem pictures I took they are pretty) with my family, but I was left babysitting my sisters every night we were there and missed soem of the evening events I wanted to go to and had told my parents I wanted to see, then my dad dropped a bottle I had made(like I made the design and printed it onto a bottle) and broke the lid and now it leaks and is super sharp my aunty has spare lids she said I could have but my mum refused to pick one up this evening when she went there and left me to babysit again and told me she’d only be 10 minutes granted my aunty lives 5 minutes down the road, but then I was left babysitting for the 4th night in a row for 2 whole hours which meant putting my sisters to bed which is difficult because of the heat here, so for my three nights away and the first day back at hoem I was left to baby sit and I can’t even use my favourite bottle that helps me discretely slip into my headspace because it’s broken still, my parents don’t know about my age regression and have previously stated that they find it weird and gross when reading an article about someone online who does it so I can’t even tell them about it, all I want to do is cry and rest because I’m so tired and they just keep asking me to do stuff I’ve previously said I don’t like doing liek babysitting-its not that I don’t like babysitting it’s just that my sisters don’t listen to me and then I get told off because their toys are all over the floor and it’s a mess in the house because I was supposed to clean and look after 2 kids and one that didn’t even live here and then deal with my brothers really loud and inappropriate music whilst he said he was gonna invite his girlfriend or friends round on the day of my prom and all the attentions gonna be on him and his mates not helping me get ready for a big night of mine because he’s the favourite child and I’m used to being disappointed by people but I don’t want to feel that way anymore and I’m not sure I’m wrong for feeling this was because other friends and family members have said it’s my job to help round the house and look after everyone when asked because I’m the eldest child but really deep down I’m just a little child whose broken and lost and too easily hopeful then broken down and disappointed and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do because no one seems to understand or want to listen to my feelings they just write them all off

Sorry I realise this is super long, don’t feel pressured to answer or anything you don’t have to at all I just needed to write this somewhere to kind of get it off my mind, thanks for being here though your a really great person and I appreciate you letting me and others vent/rant on here without getting mad over it or annoyed by it

Thank you for venting all of that! Just because you are the oldest sibling doesn't mean you should be taking care of your younger siblings. You are still a child and kid yourself, and your parents should be the ones taking care of you all. I hate seeing the oldest (usually daighter) who gets parentified and has to take care of everything that the parents don't want to deal with.

I dont know how I could help, but I'd offer to sit them down and really talk about how you are still their child too, and you shouldn't be doing these tasks. Especially without getting paid. It should be fun to babysit and do things with your siblings, but I can see this is affecting all of your family relationships. Trying to be an authority but also a sister. Being told you have to do certain things when you truly are just a child yourself, regression and family wise.

#caregivertwyla asks #sfw caregiver #sfw littlespace

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story-ofmylife-mytruth · 2 years ago

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My dad wasn't really around, not because he didn't want to be. Its because he lived low income and my moms side of the family kind of kept me from him and my three brothers who i love so much. I didn't get to see them grow. I always feel guilty of not getting to visit them. My dad is who i can talk to about my hard times and can be open with me emotionally and also tell me the hard truth without belittling me. My moms side usually makes me feel guilty by telling me how they had to go through all the seizures and me actually dying for a minute. They never like to talk about how I felt about these things and how I feel different from other people. ill just make it clear right here. My moms side is extremely narcissistic. They don't like to talk about feelings and especially no feelings other than there own. That's why I talk to my dad, stepmom or brothers. They are extremely understanding of things and know how to bring back some joy in a deep conversation by joking around. So in 2019 i got brain surgery and with lots of risks involved like losing motor function, speech and more. I wanted to do it as soon as possible. living with my mother and such a toxic environment I was in a dark place. I wanted the opportunity to get out of there as soon as possible. Luckily I was in and out of the hospital in two days! no more seizures. My mom has a lot of terrible habits that i picked up over the years...once i finally could get a job and save up for moving out. I realized i was having a hard time moving out, because I'm terrible with saving and buying random things that i love and make me happy. My mom is a level three hoarder. With two dogs and four cats at one point. She also loves to do renovations and I'm the tall strong person in the house. also her first kid and the one she would always vent to about her issues(always negative and toxic) Now that I've finally realized(well i truly realized this in 2018) i don't like hearing it anymore about her marriage problems or how annoyed she is with my sisters not cleaning up after themselves. The thing is she and my stepdad ARE so messy my sisters were tired of cleaning up after themselves because they thought it was okay because my mom n stepdad did it as well. well they are just tired of it as well. they tell us clean up after ourselves when they sit in front of their smoke set up that is so gross and table filled with garbage and Tim Horton's cups. We could never have friends over because my mom was always afraid of how people would see her. My sisters are now teenagers and I'm happy for them that they've gotten the opportunity to bring a friend over once each. when they said they could do that we had to clean the entire house...It was not my mess any of it... and i got no praise for helping. Nothing. Then when I ask to have a friend over they say no. Or at least act like maybe if we can clean the entire house. they don't want to help me do that though. my sisters don't even want to help because they know its a lot of work and if they don't get anything in return its not worth it. I even say I will clean the entire house myself if I have to. They still say no. I would only bring them in my room and that I keep clean. Sometimes since I've taken so long to move out i feel unwanted, unloved, ignored, and just like if I move out not like they'd care anyways. Although I know they're going to call me to come and help them with big projects they do and almost always never finish before moving on to the next house. Its not like I'm expecting anything in return except maybe the reward of finishing!! I don't expect thank you's anymore. Once I leave, I don't see myself willingly going back to visit. only thing is even though my sisters have picked up these toxic traits. I don't want to leave them in that terrible environment and that makes me feel guilty. Being the most healed and eye opened one in this household i just cause friction and problems because i don't agree with their ideas.

#toxicfamily #toxic mother #toxic household #Hoarders #Negativity

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loveaetingkids · 2 years ago

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Here’s additional facts about said my Owl house x Book of life AU (made with @skimpilydressedwithanaxe)

Background info:

•La Muerte taught Manolo how to vent his negative emotions through music, knowing how his dad makes him feel sometimes.Having a fiery temper herself,she knows how important it is to transform the anger into something that won’t hurt your loved ones.

•Manolo is usually dressing in black with flower prints,in honor of his deceased mother.

•It that one kid who helps teachers to swipe the chalk board or lift some stuff.

•Don’t confuse his politeness for a weakness,because he can and will use physical force to protect his loved ones.

•Catrina has a beautiful singing voice and is good at most of the well known musical instruments,but her all time favorite is vihuela.

•She’s strict but just.A bit softer when Manolo is present during her lessons tho.

•Both she and her husband studied potions in secret.Later on the pair along with Candlemaker got fake coven sigils to practice other types of magic,practically becoming wild witches in disguise.

•Surprisingly,Xibalba is pretty chill for a teacher.He can come as uncaring,cold,and with a bad sense of humor,but he actually looks out for his students.Mostly.

•Joaquin always gets the highest marks at Xibalbas lessons.Which is justified,he studies hard,but others can clearly see that their illusions tutor is playing favorites.

•Lowkey annoyed by Manolo always giving his two cents about how his work is “unethical”.

•Has black feather wings,he manifests them whenever he wants(like Strickler from Trollhunters).Being part demon has its perks.

•Joaquin has this gross little black hairs he proudly calls “mustache”.

•Has a reputation has as a " school sports star",winning many Grudgby sports tournaments.

•At the first comes across as your typical jock,but in reality has a passion for fashion and calligraphy,which he hides from Posada in fear of being ridiculed.

•Xibalba,being the personification of femme fatale trope,supports his pupil to the best of his ability,discussing some poor souls outfit choices and painting his nails during the breaks.

•Joaquin’s love language is gift giving, since he’s not comfortable opening up yet he just… Observes and has conclusions to himself on what his friends might like.Has a tendency of picking up some neat things and giving them to his amigos mumbling that “it reminded him of them” while blushing.

•Candlemakers is basically That One Teacher Everyone Loves: cheerful lovable guy who inflates children's grades and turns on cartoons for them at the end of the semester.

•Is always giving students with bad reputation a second chance: “Cmon man,I know you tried to burn my office the other day,but how about you try to do that homework?I can help you with it after class :)”

•Among the three teachers he’s watched the most by Emperors coven(La Muertes sense of justice has put her on the second place while Xibalba was able to come clean,somehow).Being a huge book collector he often searches for some rare or censored publications by illegal means (sometimes through Xibalba).That’s how he found Book of Life,a sentient being that can show witches stories from the past and present.After the overthrow of the Emperor and his coven,the Book was able to go in public(before it hid in Candlemakers study,only Catrina,Xibalba and Maria knew about it).

•Doodles on Maria’s test papers he checked to make her laugh.

•Aside from Sanchez house,Maria spent most of her time at a Bonesborough Library,readings stories to the children at the Kids Corner.That’s where she met Candlemaker,who loudly complained about the historical books and how they were filled with false history facts.They became friends shortly afterwards.

•Has a beef with Carlos regarding his ways of “training” animals,which is downright abusive.Meanwhile Carlos thinks of that as “another instance of a teen not listening to the grownups with experience” and treats it as his chance to release an hour-long lecture about how his family done that for generations and bla-bla-bla.That’s why Manolo started inviting her during his father job shifts,knowing that if his father won’t listen to his own son then he wouldn’t change his ways with Maria for sure.

•Maria usually goes studying with Manolo at his home so that they would spend time together.They tried to make Joaquin join but after he nearly knocked the ash vase of Carlos grandpa and got kicked out he’s too afraid to return there.

•Despite their busy schedules,these three always try to find some free time to meet between classes or during the weekends.

•Maria was the first to realize her feelings for Manolo and Joaquin,she and Manolo planned to tell their crush about their feelings before the bull curse fiasco occurred.Funny enough,Joaquin was the one who was pinning the longest,being unsure of his attraction to his best friends in fear of ruining their bond.

Buckle up folks cus me and the @demonofthesouppot came up with a new AU- mashup of an Owl house and the Book of Life.

Here’s every characters profile:

Hexide students

(All art was done by @demonofthesouppot) Manolo- son of a famous beast tamer Carlos Sanchez

•studies in bard coven(much to Carlos charging)

•has bull palisman

•favorite pupil of La Muerte

Maria-daughter of a leader of Emperors coven General Posada

•studies in beast keeping(despite her father's wishes to see her in healing coven)

•Chuy is her palisman

•does broom racing in her free time

•favorite pupil of Candlemaker

Joaquin-son of a diseased Guard Captain Joaquin Mondragon Sr(who fell in battle against Chakal-a wild witch who opposes Emperors rule)

•studies in abomination coven;has hawk palisman

•got a pet-griffin named Plata

•competes with Maria on the title of the #1 fastest broom racer

•favorite pupil of Xibalba

Hexide teachers

La Muerte(or Catrina,as they call her in this Au)-teaches bard magic

•uses bard and potions magic

•has puma palisman

•big history nerd,(puts her at edge with Emperors coven)

•married to Xibalba

Xibalba-teaches illusion

•uses illusion and potions(or in his case, poison) magic

•has a winged serpent as palisman

•collects curses

•married to Catrina

Candlemaker-teaches oracle magic

•uses oracle magic

•collects ancient books,befriended one(aka Book of Life)

•is close friends with La Muerte and Xibalba

Family members

Carlos Sanchez-comes from a family of beast tamers

•uses cruel methods of domestication believing that he continues family traditions,wants to pass his mantle to his son,who’s against it

General Posada- Head witch of Emperors coven

•being close friends with late Mondragon Sr,he promised him to raise and train his son to go to the Emperors coven

•neglects his daughter and her talents

Plot summary:

La Muerte, Xibalba and the Candlemaker, as most respected teachers in Hexside, have their favorite students: Manolo, Joaquim and Maria.Seeing potential in kids,they decided to take care of them,each in their own way:Catrina helped Manolo with bard magic,teaching him how to put all his emotions into music,so that he would “play from his heart”;Xibalba,despite not having abomination magic,trained Joaquins fast reaction in combat-after all,his abilities are exactly what this morons coven needs; and Candlemaker just spent time with Maria,gushing over books or hiding her from General Posada in his library after two had fights about her coven choice.

These three teachers are often ranting about how their favorite pupil is better then other ones(at least Xibalba and Catrina do,while Candlemaster’s just chilling,knowing that Maria doesn’t need to be warped up into this;she’s the most talented witch without those competitions)pulling up their talents and making non-extreme wagers.But then it got out of hand because Manolo and Joaquin,hearing or at the very least knowing of their status as “chosen ones”, take their competivness more radically.Maria,also being aware of the case,takes Candlemakers stance thinking that it’s stupid; besides,why are these grown ups so obsessed with kids school scores?However Joaquin and Manolo,having not the best influences at home(Carlos Sanchez and General Poasada) take into their heads that in order to “get” Maria,they should push themselves harder.

Before the witch duel of sorts,Joaquin,being afraid of losing(fearing Generals judgement and Xibalbas disappointment) takes one of Xibalbas curses from his collection and uses it on Manolo,making him cursed much like Lilith did with Eda.Manolo would resemble the souls of killed bulls in the last sequence of original film,if not more humanoid.The poor boy,being scared and confused,runs away; Xibalba and La Muerte,realizing where this curse came from,interrogated Joaquin,who bust into tears,saying that he didn’t know that the curse will affect Manolo so badly.

Meanwhile,during her daily tasks at animal shelter, Maria stumbles upon an unusual monster, the like of which she had never seen. Trying to soothe the creature, she came to the conclusion that music has a calming effect on it. But before finally establishing a connection with her “new” friend,Carlos Sanchez bursts into the school grounds with orders from Emperor to capture the bull-like creature.With the screams of Manolo in grasp of Carlos,Maria runs to Candlemaker demanding to free this mythic animal.

Later on,when Catrina,Xibalba and Joaquin meet with Candlemaker and Maria,they embark on a journey to release Manolo,all the while Joaquin opens up about his insecurities,while Maria tells about how shes not the prize to be won.

During the raid of the Emperor's palace, the teachers, out of curiosity (mostly Candlemaker and Catrina,being history nerds) went to the main archive and found out that this whole idea about covens was nothing but a lie, a manipulative tactic to weaken the witches and help the Emperor rise to power.

After the break at Emperors palace was known,Carlos guarded the newly captured Manolo,and after a while,realized with drawing horror,that it was his son.Soon,Maria and Joaquin joined him,and after series of arguing,young Posada showed confused Carlos how to put Manolo at ease.After two parties were reunited,they fought the Coven’s guard,and the end,the Emperor himself(not Philip in this AU btw).During the battle,General Posada tried to shame Joaquin into joining him,threatening with estrangement,but Joaquin held his ground,and later on,kicks his butt with Maria(although he loses an eye during it;the wound is tended by apologizing Xibalba).Afterwards the battle,teachers inform Carlos and kids that the only way to subdue the curse effects is if someone split the burden:Joaquin agreed immediately,wanting to make Manolo’s life easier and apologize for cursing his friend.But then Carlos steps in. He knows that no matter how strong Maria and Joaquin are, these two are still children.So as a way to make amends with Manolo after all he had done to him,Carlos takes the mantle,returning his son to his witch form.

Yadda-yadda,the Emperor is no more,witches are free to use wild magic,Joaquin goes to live with Xibalba,Maria-with Candlemaker,Carlos quits beast taming and apologizes to his son as best as he could,learning the perks of living as cursed,and everything ends well with three main characters being in love.

#owl house #owl house au #book of life #book of life au #tbol #owl house x book of life #la muerte #manolo sanchez #carlos sanchez #xibalba #joaquin mondragon #candlemaker #maria posada #general posada #jorgverse

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mercheswan · 2 years ago

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“Hey, stupid Guren, can I go this Saturday to my friend’s house to meet her brother’s tiger?” Yuu asks as he enters the living room, grabbing the attention of the three occupants of the room.

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Guren gets mesmerized by the tigers’ owner. And the fact that the tiger doesn’t like him seems to be the least of his problems.

For @gureshin-week-2022 DAY 4: Animals.

Fic on AO3 - user: MerCevans or ⬇️

Guren is quietly reading some reports, while Sayuri pours him some tea and Shigure cleans her knives and weapons.

“W-What!? Yuuichiro… Did you just say..?” Sayuri exclaims in shock.

“Huh? What are you taking about? You don’t have friends” Guren scoffs a laugh.

“Guren-sama! That’s not what’s strange about what Yuuichiro just said!” Sayuri protests.

“Of course I do! Mika is my friend! And Yoichi… I guess Shinoa can also be considered one…” Yuu huffs indignant. “I don’t care what you say. Can I go or not?”

“Ah, yes, the Tepes boy. You’re obsessed with him. But who is this girl, where did she come from? You have a girlfriend already, I never thought you would” Guren snorts mockingly.

“Shinoa is not my girlfriend. That’s gross. She is annoying, but Yoichi likes her and she has been sitting with us during lunch this past days. So… I guess it’s fine”

Guren huffs. “How difficult it is to be a twelve year old boy, huh?”

“Whatever. So, can I go?” Yuu presses.

Guren averts his eyes to continue reading his reports. “Do as you like”

“Guren-sama!” Sayuri exclaims horrified.

Guren raises his eyebrow at his retainer. “What is it?”

“I believe Sayuri is worried, because Yuuichiro mentioned that he is going to meet a tiger” Shigure explains.

“It can not be a real tiger, right? Who has a tiger in their house” Sayuri questions glaring at Yuu.

“It’s domesticated. A tiger it’s just a big cat” Yuu shrugs.

“Tigers are indeed felines. But the comparison is not truly accurate. Tigers are wild animals.” Shigure punctuates.

“You befriended the Tepes boy who comes from a nobiliary house, and now, someone rich enough to have a tiger as a pet? Do you have a magnet for weird rich kids?” Guren questions.

“Ask yourself that. You adopted me too.” Yuu huffs.

“Getting you out of the orphanage was charity work actually” Guren argues.

“Guren-sama! Don’t say things like that!” Sayuri cries outraged.

Yuu snorts, clicking his tongue. He knows that Guren didn’t mean that. “Well then I’ll go. I’ll be in my room.”

“Wait a minute” Guren calls. “What’s the girls last name, she could be from an influential family”

Yuu grimaces. He hates the political stuff of being in a prominent clan. Deals, confrontations, alliances… it’s all very complicated, and Yuu doesn’t want to be mixed and all that. “Umm… I don’t know… she is just Shinoa…”

“Use your almost non-existent brain”

Yuu huffs annoyed. “It’s starts with an H… I think… it’s Hima… no— Hiro… Ah! Got it! It’s Hiiragi! Hiiragi Shinoa”

The room becomes quiet except for the sound of Shigure’s knife hitting the floor. The three young adults look at Yuu with stupefaction.

“Yuuichiro you can’t be friends with her” Shigure declares with a menacing voice.

“Huh?”

“I explained to you, right, Yuu? The origins of the Ichinose clan.” Sayuri adds.

“What are you guys talking about. What’s that got to do with anything?” Yuu asks confused.

“The Hiiragi clan and the Ichinose clan have been at odds for centuries brat.” Guren sighed out loud. “The families were once united, but there was a big betrayal because someone was assassinated. It caused a big conflict and the clans became enemies. At the present moment we are business competitors.” He explained. “I can’t believe you went an befriended one of the kids from that dammed family…” Guren groans.

“But that happened so long ago. That has nothing to do with me or Shinoa” Yuu says irritated.

“We can’t associate ourselves with the Hiiragi clan, Yuu” Sayuri smiles apologetic.

“You said the girl is the one who approached you?” Guren asks.

Yuu nods. “She is in my class with Yoichi”

Guren rests his hand on his chin, wearing a thoughtful expression. “It could be a trap”

Yuu furrowed his eyebrows. “What do you mean Guren-sama?” Shigure glares at the raven haired.

“The next clan head it’s Hiiragi Kureto. I’ve met him a couple of times. He is prepotent, greedy and a little bit callous. I don’t trust him, but he has expressed that once he is the clan’s leader, he wants our clans to come closer and make peace.” Guren reveals.

“That’s good, right? If they are powerful you can benefit from that” Yuu argues.

Guren sighs. “They could be trying to trick us”

“They can’t be trusted” Shigure adds and Sayuri nods.

“I just want to go see a tiger. Why are you making it be so complicated. Shinoa is still going to be in my class, and she can be pretty annoying” Yuu huffs.

“Okay” Guren agrees. “We’ll go to meet the tiger”

“Great! Thanks I— wait a minute. What do you mean we?” Yuu questions.

“I’ll go with you. That way we can determine if they ordered the girl to get close to you, so they’ll have a connection to our clan. It’s better to go directly to the source and show them that they can’t trick us” Guren alleges.

“I can’t just appear accompanied with you! It’s like going with your father, I’m not a little kid!” Yuu protests.

“Oh? You see me as your father, brat?” Guren smirks teasingly.

Yuu groans out loud. “Whatever. I’ll ask Shinoa…”.

With that Yuu leaves to his room. At dinner he informs his caretakers that Shinoa said that it was fine, that Guren could come too. “She teased me a lot about it! I will get revenge from this, stupid Guren!”

On Saturday, Guren and Yuu arrive and park the car next to the Hiiragi Manor.

“Whoa” Yuu whistles staring at the enormous house. “They are much more richer than you”

Guren clicks his tongue. “They are known to me merciless in business. That’s not how I like to do things” He claims.

They continue waking to the main door. “You said the tiger was that girl, Shinoa’s brother, right?”

Yuu nods. “Yeah, the tiger it’s not hers. She told me that it belonged his older sibling. It has to belong to the guy you know, right? The one who wants our clans to come closer”

Guren feels a quick spark of happiness at hearing Yuu including himself as part of the clan. He stayed with his original last name, even if legally he should be an Ichinose. “Not necessarily” The raven haired responds. Yuu quirks a brow at him. “I can’t really imagine Kureto having a tiger as a pet, not even as a power move. There’s another Hiiragi sibling. His name it’s Seishirō. He is a total imbecile, he looks more like the type of guy who would get a tiger just to show that he has an exotic animal”

“Yuu-kun!” A voice calling grabs the attention of the pair.

In front of the main gate, Yoichi waves his hand cheerfully. Next to him, Mika also waves his hand at him.

“Mika! Yoichi!” Yuu grins widely and runs to his friends.

“Good morning Yuu-chan” Mika returns a kind smile.

“Huh? You came too?” Yuu sends an unfriendly glance to Kimizuki, another student in his class.

Kimizuki huffs annoyed. “What of it?”

“Ah, good thing, we are all here already” A girl says joining the group of boys.

“Mitsuba!”

“Then let’s call Shinoa..— Who are you?” Kimizuki questions to Guren when he stops next to Yuu.

“That’s Yuu-chan’s caretaker” Mika replies., having already known Guren a couple of times. Although he is not particularly thrilled to see the man.

“Ha! You brought your father?” Kimizuki snorts teasingly. Yuu feels a blush coming to his face.

“I’m not his father. Call the intercom already. I came here for my own reasons, you brats don’t need to understand it” Guren moves his hand with indifference.

“You’re never too old to want to see a tiger” Yoichi interjects with an innocent and happily voice. Guren glares at him with a confounded face. Mika and Mitsuba silently laugh behind him.

Kimizuki presses the intercom.

“Hiiragi residence. Who— Ah! It’s for me, Aoba-san. Let me take care of it!” The group hear two voices speak.

“Shinoa?” Mitsuba calls.

“Ah, Mitsu-chan, I can see that everyone is here. Splendid. Come in!” Shinoa says through the intercom and the doors open.

The teenagers plus Guren, enter the Hiiragi Manor. The Ichinose observes that they are carefully being watched by the personnel of the residence.

“Hello guys!” A girl with purple hair and a big bow in her hair greets them. “Thanks for coming. Let’s not waist more time, Shinya is with the tiger now, so it’s a perfect moment to meet him. He always listen to him.” The Hiiragi girl claims as he motions the group to follow her to the gardens on the right side of the terrains.

Shinya? Guren mentally questions. Must be the tigers keeper. Then Shinoa meets eyes with him. The Ichinose frowns at how mature and mischievous her glare looks. “You must be Guren-san, right? Yuu-san’s caretaker” She extends her hand for him to shake in a polite manner. “I told Kureto nii-san, that you were coming, I hope that you don’t mind. He says he wants to speak with you. He is busy at this very moment, but he will come to greet you later. In the mean time, you can come with us to see the tiger, if you want”. Guren makes a sound of agreement.

The group walks around the Hiiragi Manor’s terrains. The place it’s big enough to be considered a whole neighborhood.

“Is it free? Don’t you have it in a cage?” Yoichi asks.

“He has his own space, but Shinya let’s him out when he is with him. But don’t worry, the tiger obeys Shinya, after all, he is the one who rescue him. Shinya was sixteen at that time, so, they’ve been together for years.” Shinoa explains. “Ah. There he is! Shinya!”

Some meter in front the group can distinguish two forms. One of them is huge and white and the other is clearly a boy. The boy, supposedly Shinya, waves back at Shinoa .

“The tiger is white! Oh it’s beautiful!” Mitsuba exclaims.

Guren glares at Yuu. He can’t hide that he is impressed and excited to see the animal, it makes the raven haired snort mentally.

Shinya walks to meet them and that’s when Guren fully sees him. Shinya is breathtaking. He is young, more or less his age, with silver/white hair and pale skin. His smile is warm and friendly. And his eyes. His eyes are the most beautiful blue, Guren has even seen.

“Hey, so this are your friends?” Shinya asks Shinoa who nods with a smile.

“It’s bigger than I thought it would be” Kimizuki comments.

“Oh… are you afraid?” Yuu teases with a mischievous smirk.

“It’s normal to be unsettle Yuu-kun. It’s a wild animal after all” Yoichi remarks.

“It’s like a big cat” Yuu huffs.

“Oh? We have a brave boy here… You think he is not dangerous?” Shinya asks with a smile that makes Guren tremble with an unknown feeling. It’s not amicably like before, it’s almost menacing.

“Byakkomaru” Shinya murmurs in a soft and serious voice.

A second after the silver haired utters those words, the white tiger who has been laying peacefully on the grass some meter away from them, roars loudly and begins sprinting like a wild beast at them.

Guren’s heart starts to beat out of control at the threat before him. The kids began to scream in absolute fear trying to get away from the animal.

“Yuu-chan!” Mika’s scream alerts Guren. Yuu hasn’t moved, paralyzed by the fear and the tiger is running towards him.

“Yuu!” Guren advances to stand in front of the animal but then a firm hand grabs him by the arm, making him unable to move. It’s Shinya. The Ichinose’s eyes widen in shock as he tries to get away from the grasp.

But he doesn’t manage to and he has to watch how the giant tiger jumps on top of Yuu.

“Yuu!” “Yuu-chan!” “Yuuichiro!” The kids scream.

“Let go!” Guren groans, turning around to punch Shinya.

The silver haired meets his eyes with a gently smile. “Look” He points to the tiger with his head.

Guren glares at the animal as sees him getting up. His violent attitude has disappeared, and on the ground it’s Yuu, completely unharmed although wearing a shocked and frightened face.

“Yuu-chan!” Mika moves beside his friend.

The tiger walks slowly to Shinoa’s side. It’s when Guren notices that the girl is not looking afraid like the rest of the kids.

“Well done Byakkomaru” The girl pats the tiger who purrs.

“Wha.. what’s the meaning of this!?” Kimozuki asks agitated.

“I told you it would be too much” Shinya says glaring the Hiiragi girl. He has still not let go of Guren’s arm.

“Ma.. but it was so fun to see Yuu-san acting so brave and just a second later being completely scared” Shinoa giggles.

Yuu manages to stand thanks to Mika. “This was a prank!?” He squeaks. Shinoa shows her tongue in a playful manner.

“Shinoa! That was too much!”

“I thought I was going to die!”

“You Hiiragi are absolutely mental…” Guren mutters in a low voice, although Shinya’s soft chuckle indicates that he has heard him.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help myself…” Shinoa offers.

Yuu huffs out loud. “Whatever. Don’t do that to your friends, okay?”

Guren notices that Shinoa’s face turns shocked at Yuu’s comment. I guess the stupid girl doesn’t have that many friends… He thinks.

Shinoa smiles gently. “You’re right Yuu-san. No more pranks, I promise. So, who wants to pet Byakkomaru?” She says as he caressed the tiger’s fur.

Surprisingly, It’s Yoichi the ones who approaches the animal first.

Guren observes as the children come closer and play with the tiger.

“Don’t worry, he won’t attack again. I have trained him well” Guren freezes at hearing Shinya’s voice in his ear. He turns around and meets the silver haired’s gentle smile.

“It’s crazy to have a tiger as a pet” Guren comments, looking at the other adult.

Shinya hums cheerfully. “Perhaps.” He brushes his shoulder with Guren. “You’re young to be the father of one of those…” He points to the children group.

Guren snorts. “Nah… I’m Yuu’s tutor. The boy who was attacked by the Tiger”

Shinya’s eyes widen a little. “Oh. I guess I should be happy that you didn’t break my nose when I stopped you to save the kid”

Guren grins. “I wanted to. But, your grasp was quite strong”. Shinya chuckles.

He has a nice laugh. Guren thinks. It’s a shame that the works for the Hiiragi.

“You live in the Hiiragi Manor?” Guren questions.

“Yeah. I do. I was living abroad for some time, and I decided to return to Japan” Shinya responds.

“Studying how to tame tigers?” Guren teases.

Shinya laughs. “Byakkomaru has been my loyal companion for years. Wherever I go, he goes”

“And I suppose that you’ll be staying here for the foreseeable future”

Shinya raises his eyebrow wearing a flirty expression. “Oh? Have I picked your interest?”

Guren meets blue amused eyes. “You wish” he snorts.

“I’m a very mysterious person. I know how to make things interesting” Shinya adds.

Guren chuckles. “Yeah, I bet”.

When the Ichinose decided to accompany Yuu, he could have never imagine that he would end up flirting with a Hiiragi servant. But, he has to admit that he is interested in the silver haired.

“They say that the Ichinose are trouble. You look like trouble all right”. It shouldn’t sound sexy, but Guren finds that he doesn’t mind if Shinya calls him a troublemaker.

“The Hiiragi can’t control us. And they absolutely loathe it”

“Which surely makes you very gratified” Shinya claims. Guren offers him a cheeky grin to which Shinya responds by laughing good-naturally. “So you came with your… protégée cause you think that Shinoa befriending him is some obscure tactic?”

Guren just glares at him, not wanting to confirm or deny anything. It seems that Shinya is very aware of the reality of the relationships between both clans. ‘So. He isn’t just an animal keeper… could he be a trusted retainer?’ Guren muses mentally.

“I can assure you that that’s not the case. Shinoa is not interested in the clan’s politics. She does not really brag about being a Hiiragi. But, I can’t blame you for being cautious” Shinya declares.

“And you?” Guren asks. Shinya quirks his brow in confusion. “Are you blindly loyal to the Hiiragi?”

‘Ah..’ Shinya suspires and grins. “I was brought to this family. I do not completely agree with everything they do. However, I have understood that they want an approach to the Ichinose clan. I didn’t really care, but considering…” The silver haired glares shamelessly at Guren from head to toe. “I might be in favor of that idea…”

“Maybe if the Hiiragi were more like you, I may consider it…” Guren claims playfully.

Shinya chuckles. “Don’t say that out loud, or they might send me to seduce you…”

“You think you can seduce me?” Guren grins suggestively.

“I thought I was doing a good job about it… Tell me, what does it take to seduce the mighty Ichinose Guren~” Shinya whispers, his lips brushing Guren’s ear.

‘You are doing a spectacular job’ Guren internally thinks. He has to admit that it has been long since he has felt this type of attraction for someone else. The fact that the silver haired works for the Hiiragi it’s becoming something unimportant. He has to admit that he wants to meet Shinya again once their visit to the Hiiragi Mansion ends, preferably in his house. In his bedroom to be more precise.

Purple eyes met blue ones, the tension between them is palpable. Guren hopes that the kids are busy enough playing with the tiger, so they don’t pay attention to the older men’s flirting.

The kids are indeed busy, but apparently Byakkomaru doesn’t appreciate when someone comes close to his keeper.

An angry roar breaks the intimate moment between Shinya and Guren. The raven haired eyes the animal with caution, the tiger seems to be in a bad mood, but curiously, it’s anger it’s not directed to the children, but at Guren.

Byakkomaru advances with a threatening aura towards the Ichinose. “Shinya… if it’s another prank…” Guren says, his eyes never leaving the animal.

“Byakkomaru. Stop” Shinya orders in a commanding voice, but the tiger doesn’t comply to it.

“I thought you said that he listens to you” Guren whispers to the silver haired. The tiger keeps roaring and making menacing sounds, he looks as if he is going to attack at any moment, and Shinya can’t control it.

“Byakkomaru. Down. Now.” Shinya positions himself between the beast and Guren, and glares at his tiger with harshness.

And the tiger and his keeper stare at each other for a few seconds in which they strangely appear to be having a mental conversation. In the end, the white animal decides to leave to rest in some rocks some meters away.

“That was weird…” Shinoa proclaims breaking the silence that has fallen into the group.

“I suppose our time with Byakkomaru has come to an end” Mitsuba adds.

“Oh, but it was fun! I did not expect to actually be able to play with the tiger!” Yoichi says with clear excitement in his voice.

The group of children soon begin discussing their encounter with the animal and who is the one who seems to have bonded more with him. Which apparently is Yoichi as Mika claims.

“I don’t understand what’s happened, Byakkomaru has never reacted like that to anyone before… not even Seishirō got a response like that…” Shinya comments glancing at the tiger from the comer of his eye.

Guren turns to face him. “Your tiger is clearly dumb if he prefers that brainless jerk over me” He huffs.

“I don’t know Guren… the tiger seemed to be very intelligent. Perhaps he just sensed how stupid you are” Yuu claims, entering the conversation.

Shinya lefts out a muffled chuckle at the comments that makes Guren sent him an aggravated glare.

“Shut up. In any case, it’s normal if the tiger prefers Seishirō. It’s his new master, right?” Guren puffed.

Shinya quirks his brow at him with confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Seishirō bought the tiger, right?” Guren clarifies.

“Emm… no Guren… why would you think that?” Shinya questions.

Guren frowns. “So the tiger it’s actually Kureto’s?”

“What? No! Guren, Byakkomaru it’s my companion, it belongs to me” Shinya claims.

“Yeah, I get that, you’re his keeper, the caretaker. But, the the tiger was bought by the Hiiragi, right? So, technically now it belongs to them.” Guren explains. “The brat” He points with his head at Yuu. “Told me that the tiger was owned by one of the brothers”

Shinya’s eyes widen in surprise. “Oh.. I thought you knew…”

“Know what?—”

“Shinya. Shinoa” The arrival of Hiiragi Kureto interrupts the previous conversation.

“Hello, hello, Nii-san. Did you finish your work?” The Hiiragi asks.

Kureto nods. “Yes. And I can see that you have also finished playing with Byakkomaru. Was everything okay? The staff said they heard screams”

“Just a little prank that went a little bit overboard, Kureto nii-san, but everyone it’s fine” Shinya smiles at the the older Hiiragi.

Guren snaps his neck in Shinya’s direction incredibly fast.

“Guren, it was a surprise to hear that you were coming I didn’t know that Shinoa—”

“Wait” Guren interjects, interrupting Kureto, who raises his eyebrow affronted. “Nii-san?” Guren questions, staring at Shinya.

Shinya huffs a laugh. “Yeah, I thought you knew… but, since I’m adopted, it’s true that some people don’t usually count me as one of the siblings…” He scratches his back. “I’ll introduce myself properly then: Hello, I’m Hiiragi Shinya. Nice yo meet you Guren” The silver haired offers his hand to shake.

No. No, no no! Arggg really!? Guren’s mind groans.

“Shinya was adopted when he was nine. But, he is not really much involved in the business.” Kureto intervenes.

“But, my adoptive father wants me to be more involved. That’s why I came back.” Shinya adds.

“I actually wanted to put Shinya as a representative in a little project I have in mind. One in which I was hoping our clans could work as partners” Kureto reveals. Guren glares at the Hiiragi with skepticism. “If you have time, we can discuss it while the children play inside and have some snacks”

Guren turns to look at Shinya, who offers him a gently smile. The Ichinose nods and the group walk to the mansion.

A couple of hours later, Guren enters the living room where the kids are playing some bored games. “Yuu. We’re leaving”

“Already?” Yuu groans.

“You can come whenever you want, Yuu-san” Shinoa smiles.

“Yeah, we should do this again” Mitsuba claims and the others agree with her.

They say their goodbyes and Yuu and Guren walk to their car. The young boy glances at his caretaker from the corner of his eye. The man hasn’t said a word since he began driving.

“So, what they did offer you?” Yuu asks.

“None of your business. You’re not part of the company” Guren replies.

“Maybe they are not that bad. Shinoa is annoying but she is not bad. And that Shinya guy seemed nice. You looked like you liked him. A lot. I saw you laughing. You never laugh” Yuu presses.

Guren clicks his tongue. “It’s complicated. I don’t know if I can trust them”

“What’s your heart telling you. Not about the Hiiragi in general, or that Kureto guy who seemed to be a little bit cold-blooded, but about Shinya. Do you think you can trust him?”

‘I do. But what if I make a mistake by deciding to follow what I feel…’. Guren mentally thinks.

“You overthink too much” Yuu huffs and turns to look through the car’s windows.

~~~~~

“Guren-sama. Welcome home” Sayuri greets the Ichinose.

“Hiiragi Kureto has called. He says that if you are interested in what you discussed that now was the time to work on it. That you should call him” Shigure announces.

Guren groans out loud. He still hasn’t decided what he wants to do.

“Speaking of Hiiragi…” Sayuri mutters. Guren raises his eyebrow in her direction. The retainer meets the man’s glare. “We have a visitor.”

Guren’s heart skips a little beat. Shinya? The voice in his mind sounds hopefully. A week has passed since he met the man, and the raven haired hasn’t been able to forget about him. He knows that he wants to see him again and get to know him. It’s weird for someone to grab his attention like that, but it took Shinya less than an hour to do so.

If Guren agrees to what Kureto proposed, that would mean that he and Shinya would spend a lot of time together. And he wants that.

“What visitor?” Guren asks, trying not to sound too hopeful.

“She is in Yuu’s room” Sayuri replies.

‘She?.. oh. Her’. Guren clicks his tongue and walks towards the kid’s room.

“Yuu-san, trust me with this, the presentation will look better if we do this…”

Guren hears the voice of the girl as he comes closer to the room

“It looks too pink…”

“Nonsense. Izumi-sensei likes pink. You have to go with your heart with this things!”

“Who told you that?”

“Shinya” At the mention of the silver haired’s name, Guren stops at the doorframe to listen. “He always says that you can’t go wrong if you follow your heart”

Guren breathes out, pressing his head on the wall. Should he follow his heart too?

“In any case, I did the majority of this project. So it’s gotta be pink cause I say so”

“Huh!? Oi! That’s not fair Shinoa!”

Guren lefts out a little snort before knocking on the door and entering Yuu’s room. “Hey brat”

Yuu and Shinoa meet their eyes. “Stupid Guren!” “Guren-san, good afternoon.”

Guren scoffs. “That for school?” He says pointing at the mess of cardboards, pointers and paper on the floor.

“Yes. We have a presentation tomorrow, and we needed to finish it” Shinoa answers

“It’s okay that I invited her, right? It’s for school” Yuu asks looking at his caretaker.

Guren nods. “Yeah, I’ll let you finish”

A couple of hours later, Yuu and Shinoa exit the other’s room. Guren, Shigure and Sayuri were preparing dinner.

“Sayuri-san. Thank you so much for the cookies they were delicious. Oh, and could you make sure that Yuuichiro doesn’t forget the project at home tomorrow?” Shinoa smiles.

“I won’t forget!” Yuu complains.

“I’ll remind him tomorrow” Sayuri laughs softly.

“It’s late. Should I call a cab?” Guren asks

Shinoa shakes her head. “Someone it’s coming to pick me up. In fact… he is here already” The girl says checking her phone. “Guren-san, walk me? It’s only proper”

Guren frowns at her. He senses a trap, but accompanies her outside. There is indeed a car waiting at the entrance. He has expected a servant, but then Shinya exits the vehicle with a bright smile on his face.

“Hop in” He says.

Shinoa smirks to the Ichinose before entering the vehicle. Guren can swear that the smile looks a little devilish.

“Guren” Shinya calls him.

“Shinya” Guren greets back.

“I hope she wasn’t so much of a nuisance?”

“Nah, they were working on that famous project” Guren replies.

Shinya nods as he glares at Guren. It looks like he wants to say something more, but he is not sure if he should.

“Gure—”

“Shiny—”

The silver haired chuckles. “I just wanted to say that, I know you don’t trust Kureto nii-san, and I totally get it. You should be cautious in fact. But, I guess, I just wanted to let you know that you can trust me. If we were to work together, I’d be on your side, like an ally”

Guren meets the other’s deep blue eyes. He and Shinya working together, being partners. He wants that. He wants Shinya. “I suppose I’ll have to confirm that in the future”. Shinya tilts his head in confusion. “I’ll accept Kureto’s proposal. So I guess we’ll be seeing each other more”.

Guren is pleased to see Shinya’s expression turning gleeful. It seems he is not the only one who has been wanting to get closer to the other.

“Oh that’s great news! Can’t wait to work with you Guren” Shinya smiles. “We shall celebrate, we can go to have diner next week”

“With Kureto?”

“I was thinking it would be better just us two… if you want~?” Shinya says, his voice turning a little bit suggestive.

‘Oh I want to’ Guren thinks. “Sure. But you’re paying”

“How cheap! Usually the pretty one is the one who gets invited”

Guren snorts. “Who says you’re the pretty one”

“It’s quite obvious” Shinya says pouting at his face.

Guren rolls his eyes with amusement. “Whatever. You should leave. We’ll talk about it another time. Drive safely”

“Bye Guren” Shinya winks at him before entering the car to go back home.

Guren watches the car go and he feels a sense of excitement. He might be making a mistake, but he needs to take the risk. He wants to pursue what he feels for the Hiiragi.

The raven haired enters his home again and has diner with Yuu, Shigure and Sayuri.

“Yuuichiro, don’t stay late, you have school tomorrow” Sayuri orders.

“Yeah, yeah” Yuu says engulfed in his phone.

“If the phone is going to be problem, you’ll leave it here before going back to your room” Guren declares.

“I’m speaking with Shinoa. Who is telling me something very interesting…” Yuu smirks mischievously glaring at his caretaker.

“What is it” Guren asks unimpressed.

“Apparently you’re having a date with her brother… the one who owns the tiger” Yuu smirks again. Guren’s eyes widen.

“A-A date!?” Sayuri squeals.

“I’ll make sure to send the tiger after you. And this time it won’t be a prank” Guren says trying to sound threatening to cover up his embarrassment.

“I seem to recall that Byakkomaru didn’t like you at all… so good luck with that” Yuu leaves the room laughing out loud and leaving a distressed Sayuri and Shigure and an embarrassed Guren.

It takes indeed a very long time for Byakkomaru to simply tolerate Guren. Even after he and Shinya begin to officially date.

#gureshinweek2022 #gureshin #owari no seraph #ons #guren ichinose #ichinose guren #shinya hiragi #shinya hiiragi #hiiragi shinya #byakkomaru #yuuichirou hyakuya #mika hyakuya #shinoa hiiragi #yoichi saotome

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Almond Croissant

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Steve woke up, it was dark in his apartment. This startled him a little bit but when his eyes met his bat, he felt relief and safety wash over him. He sighs and heaves himself out of bed, getting ready for the morning shift at family video. He’s grateful Robin’ll be there with him today, not wanting to work with Keith anymore.

He can’t take anymore smacking lips and beratement from the guy, especially when he’s apologized genuinely more than twice. He just. Doesn’t understand why the guy dislikes him so much. But maybe it’s his lack of social queues, maybe he’s missing something. He makes a mental note to ask Robin about it, she’s a little more in tune when it comes to other people, not so much herself.

He makes his way through his apartment, stopping by his closet, throwing on his vest, running a hand through his hair, and making his way out the door. He grabs his keys and his backpack, and walks down the stairs to his Beemer. While he’s driving he decides he is going to stop and get breakfast at a local bakery for him and Robin. He picks out a few pastries, and calls it good. He pays and continues on his way to work.

He reaches into the paper bag with his free hand and starts munching on a blueberry muffin, he quickly becomes ravenous, just realizing how hungry he is. He racks his brain, trying to remember the last time he ate, he wishes his body would just tell him when he’s hungry. Maybe he should have the kids call him periodically and remind him to eat, they owe him some service, you know? He’s brought back to reality as a tickling cough makes its way out of his throat. He shrugs and deems it the allergens in the air. He pulls into work, parking and getting out of his car, and the cough is still there. ‘Maybe I’m getting sick,’ he thinks, and pushes open the door, waving hi to Keith, who just glares at him, and clocks in.

Robin walks in shortly after, shooting over to Steve as she sees the bag of pastries on the counter, he smiles, a few crumbs from the muffin he’s yet to finish, tumbling out. “Gross, dingus. You got crumbs all over the counter!” He smiles sheepishly, “Sorry Robs, I’ll clean it up,” his voice comes out scratchy and he rubs his throat. She gives him a quick concerned glance before rolling her eyes and grabbing a paper towel to wipe away the crumbs. She reaches into the bag pulling out a croissant and bites into it. It’s good, sweet and nutty, but before she can start to enjoy it, her eyes widen. “Hey Steve,” he hums at her, “You feelin’ okay, bud?” He takes a minute to think about it, and then shrugs. “I felt okay this morning but my throat’s kind of scratchy now.” He admits.

Robin nods slowly, trying to keep her panic to a minimum, “Remember when you were over at my house that time and my mom made us almond cookies? And you forgot you were allergic ‘til you started throwing up?” He nods, confused as to why she’s bringing this up. “Do you happen to have an epi pen on you?” she continues, “Yeah. I carry one everywhere now because of that.” She breathes in deeply. “Okay, so tell me. What kind of croissant is this?” She asks, and she can see the gears start turning in his head, “...Almond?” He responds weakly, and she nods. “We gotta go.” He rushes out, noticing the tightening in his chest getting progressively worse. Robin snatches his keys out of his pocket and pulls him out the door, “I thought you didn’t have a license,” He wheezes out, and she gives him a look that says, “Are you being serious right now?” He waves a hand, motioning for her to just forget it.

She pulls out of the driveway and drives a little haphazardly towards the hospital. Steve reaches around to his backpack, grabbing the epinephrine out of the front pocket, and warns Robin to look away, always considerate of everyone else before himself. Which is annoying, but in this moment she’s grateful that she can focus on driving to the hospital, she can’t do that if she’s having a panic attack. He sticks himself, hissing as the needle pierces his skin. He breathes deeply, chest constricting further, he chokes out a “Can you drive a little faster, Rob? The epi only works so much.” And that. Oh that’s scary. Steve doesn’t ask for help.

She pulls into the hospital parking lot, circling the car and helping Steve out, holding onto him with a tight grip as they make their way to the emergency room doors. She feels him stop, and gently pulls on him without looking, until she hears wet splashing behind her. She turns and sees that Steve is bent over heaving as his body rejects the objects. “Fuck.” She whispers, “Uh. Okay. Steve? Steve. I;m going to go get help okay… Just stay here.” She says and starts running towards the entrance, not looking back, just trying to get help as fast as she can. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit.” She huffs as her feet hit the ground, pushing open the doors she shouts, “Help! Help! My friend, allergic, ate nuts, help.” She heaves, pointing to the parking lot. From her place in the lobby she can see Steve fully laying on the ground now, and the nurses spring into action. There’s a voice over the P.A. system, and there's a team rushing out the doors to aid Steve, who’s trying to come to terms with dying 10 feet in front of a hospital. It feels like it’s been hours, though Robin knows it's only been 15 minutes. Logistically, she knows Steve will be just fine, having taken the epinephrine and them reaching the hospital as fast as they could, but she breaks down anyway. Tears stream down her face as she watches the doctors wheel Steve back on a stretcher.

The nurses take pity on her, rubbing her arm gently, saying “Honey, your boyfriend is going to be okay.” Her face twists up at the mention of Steve being her boyfriend, but she doesn’t have any intentions of correcting them at the moment. It is an hour before they let her see him, within that time she’d called Dustin, who showed up 5 minutes after receiving the news. They go back together, and when they reach his room, they take a simultaneous deep breath. Inside, Steve’s sitting up in his bed looking, well. Like shit, but better than before. He makes eye contact with Robin, before stuttering, “I- I am so sorry. I’m. I’m really trying to be better about that stuff but I hadn’t eaten, and when I bit into the muffin I realized I was so hungry. I didn’t even consider…” He sniffles a few tears leaking out. He hates being vulnerable like this, especially in front of Dustin, but the exhaustion from anaphylaxis is making it extremely hard to mask. Robin shakes her head, “Steve. It’s okay, really. I know you’re trying to be better, trust me. I get how hard it is,” She smiles sadly. “I just wanted to get you breakfast…” He trails, Robin sighs an “I know.” at him, walking forward and grabbing his hand. Dustin is still standing by the door, looking at him. “I didn’t know you were allergic to almonds… I could’ve killed you.” He whispers, and Steve laughs at this. “Dustin. I would have killed myself before you ever even came close to killing me,” He says, reaching his free hand out for him. “Besides, you’re so smart. I’d put just as much trust in you as any of these doctors.” And Dustin goes all sheepish at this comment, waving a hand, “Pssssh. Whatever, Steve.” He says, a small smile gracing his face. Steve turns serious for a moment, “You should both know that I am also asthmatic.”

#steve harrington #steve harrington angst #stranger things #best friend robin #robin buckley #dustin henderson #best friend dustin #autistic steve harrington #autistic robin buckley #anaphylaxis #Steve whump #light hurt/comfort #very important

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