#sit in the food court and eat gross food

[the-kneesbees]

the death of shopping malls in favor of strip malls is devastating

[s4ndb0xfung1]

The Shape/Michael A. Myers SFW & NSFW Headcanons MINORS DNI!!!!

Been working on some headcanons for Michael Myers for a while, he is such a lovely slasher I love him so much!. wish he would fill me up irl. also this is a completely Gender less headcanon so nobody will feel left out.

SFW Headcanons

Michael has ASPD because of that he struggles with understanding when you feel hurt by some of his actions, especially when it comes to dragging dirt into the newly cleaned house. or when he is covered in blood trying to lay beside you in your shared beds. But also when he is too rough with you, as well with breaking your stuff.

one time he hurt you really badly by hitting you in the face, when trying to move his mask, he didn't get why you were so upset at him, you cried a lot in your now shared bedroom. you had a dark black eye for over a week after the incident, and michael left you be for the first 3 days. After that he tried apologizing in his own way by spending time with you. 

you had to teach him “treat people like you want to be treated” something children learn young, but you had to remind yourself that Michael did not have a normal childhood nor normal interactions with other kids when he was young, and because of that took it easy with him the first month.

He learned pretty quickly how to behave around you.

Michael is like a cat and would leave dead creatures in your living room, this can be from dead animals like birds, wild turkeys and even one time a deer. The worst he had done was when he brought you a dead cow, you had to explain to him that he could not just steal farmers, animals.let alone a cow.

you had to force him to wash that gross mask, before you swore you could see green stink lines coming out of that gross thing.

he likes to bathe with you whether it be bathing in a bath or taking a shower together, he really likes to be close to you. not just that he likes it when you fuss over him, he likes it when you scrub his hair with the shampoo. or when you wash his body from soap, even when the bath is done and you put on lotion he will just watch you.

you tried getting him to try out the body lotion you have, but he doesn't really get WHY he should put it on and the sensation of being sticky after a bath really makes his skin crawl. He just puts it on his arms and T-Poses until it dries or he can handle the sensation.

originally he would walk around in his dirty overall all the time until you told him you would blend his mask if he did not just take it off to wash it as well as having to wear other clothes for once.

when you went out shopping clothes with him, it was kind of weird forcing him to try out clothes to make sure the shirts and pants where his size,

It took you 3 tries to get the right size for both shirt and pants, this absolute UNIT of a man could not even fit in a large or XL due to his height and density.

You wanted him to try on so.e sweatpants only to be flashed with his package. You quickly gave him an XXL, so he could actually sit in the parts without breaking them at the seams, as well to not flash any poor unsuspecting people.

After the shopping you decided to get some food from. The food court in the mall you went to. And discovered that Michael really liked spicy food even when you knew he hadn't built up the tolerance for it. You came to the conclusion he most likely likes the feeling of pain that comes with eating really spicy food.

You also realized that Michael really REALLY likes sugary stuff, you already knew he had a little sweet tooth due to your chocolate disappearing sometimes, but you never knew how much he actually loved sweets. It was to the point where you felt disgusted he could eat those sugar bombs.

He wears the mask all the time. The only time he takes it off is when he is forced to clean the mask or when you want to take him out shopping.

Due to the fact you are far away from Haddonfield you don't have to fear that much that someone might recognize michael. tough people are kind of freaked out by him. mostly because he wears a black medical mask., but also due to him standing almost completely still behind you while waiting for you to choose the right cereal, and staring like a toddler when people get too close.

mentioning toddlers, Michael and toddlers would stare at each other. until you or the parent interfere, and tell them to stop. While Michael doesn't really show his emotions on his face, you swear he gets really proud when he wins the staring contest.when he is the one losing he pouts.

When you make food Michael will either stand at the end of the kitchen watching you, or sitting on the couch not doing anything. He likes to hear you work but he gets bored quickly if you are not paying attention to him.

He barely watches TV but when he does he gets absorbed into it, almost like a trance. His favorite show is “Too Cute” on Animal planet, not because he finds the animals interesting but because it calms him down for some reason. you like watching it with him.

you try to get him to watch TV shows and movies with him, which he does sit down and watch with you but he does not get that much into it, he just likes to watch it because it is with you. The same goes for music.

When he wants to relax he wears a T-shirt and sweatpants. He likes how soft they are. However, when he has to go to bed you get him some really soft pajamas. He doesn't wear them often because he forgets about them due to his relaxation clothes being just as soft for him. He puts them on when you 2 go to bed right after a bath, or when you have just changed the sheets. though that is because you tell him to.

NSFW Headcanons

Michael did masturbate a lot both when he was incarcerated, he would use it to pass time in the psych ward. He didn't really care that the staff could see him doing it through the cameras in his cell.

His dick is bigger than the average person, being 6,5 inches in length. however he is pretty girthy, and it points a little upwards, he is also circumcised. 

He had no idear of what he was doing when you two first started fucking. He was so bad you had to tell him how to insert his dick into you, and why he could not just ram it in, but had to ease it in.

you also had to educate him on how to use condoms, lube as well as how to make sex pleasurable for the both of you.

Michael is allergic to silicone based lube, and because of that he is also allergic to condoms as well. He is luckily not too allergic to them, only gives him itchiness in his crotch area. When it first happened you both had to wait with sex for a week. you had to continuously put some form of salve on his area, and you also had to continuesly stop him from trying to fuck you after touching him there. 

After that situation you looked out for anything containing silicone or latex based products.

when you two finally had fucked it open up the pandoras box for all the dirty things you two would get up and in to.

you have fucked on the kitchen table on the couch in the shower one time he fucked you against the door of the main intrance. most likely scaring you neighbors. but most of the time he prefers the bedroom, not the bed but the bedroom. it's a place where you two can be left alone so you both cannot get unwanted guests.

Here are some quick kinks Michael discovered with you and when.

He learned he likes to choke you, he learned that when you tried to get up after an orgasm but he wanted you to stay down. He took hold of your throat in one hand and pushed you down into the maddress, not enough to choke you out of breath but to hold you down. he had to stop what he was doing after hearing the loudest moan come out of you, he really liked having that effect over you while also having control.

Michael likes impact play, you were head down ass up position and was moving around, Michael got really angry. He smacked your ass really hard, making you squeal by both pain and surprise. He liked the way he could hurt you while you also feeling pleasurable. He really likes making you feel good.

a similar thing happened when he slapped your crotch hard, he really liked the way you moan and whine.

he likes to restrain you in some way or another, when fucking on the kitchen table he lifted you up, holding you close while roughly hitting your hips together. It was a cold day so having you close was really nice to him.

Some of his favorite positions are the ones where you are off the ground, he likes the fact  you are completely defenseless and at his mercy. it gives him a sense of power, especially over you.

He doesn't talk normally and neither in the bed, however you can hear deep breaths, small whimpers and moans as well a lot of growls, his voice is really deep and it almost gives a little vibration through you.

Michael is still too green when it comes to sex for you two to incorporate toys into your adventures. same with preferences when it comes to if he wants to come in or on you and where he would like to come on you.

[0hcicero]

So I just started reading A Court of Thorns and Roses (audiobook), and am I the only one who is wondering if the author did any research into poor subsistence living or the lives of peasants? Because wow, I know Feyre’s family used to be rich, but if that was 8 years ago and y’all are poor as dirt now, somehow in the intervening period you might have learned:

- trap lines in the winter are far superior to active hunting. It burns less calories, you can use it with fish and land animals, and it will save you from frostbite bc instead of sitting in a blind for hours, you can go to your lines at certain times and head home, or drive animals toward your lines.

- buying flower seeds - or any garden seeds - is a suckers game when you’re poor. You only really need to buy seeds once!! Once you harvest, you let stuff ‘go to seed’ and then you collect it and store it for the winter, often trading seeds with your neighbours.

- they let things actively RUN OUT before doing anything about it. That’s absolutely buckwild if you’ve ever been poor — when you’re poor, you know how to make a meal stretch, and you DO IT.

- there is hunting, but no gathering?? This family has not stored any veg for winter, but neither do they go gather mushrooms, rosehips, roots, tubers, nuts, or even fucking bark?? What happened to their cottage garden?? Was it just flowers?! Were they that rich that they don’t understand that a garden produces food? Did they close their eyes as they walked past all their peasant neighbours and their gardens? Bc that’s maybe the wildest thing I’ve seen from both a historical and a ‘grew up so close to dirt poor you couldn’t tell the difference’ perspective!

- She left a whole ass Giant wolf carcass when her family is starving. Nah nah nah no that is the universe smiling on you when you’re subsistence! You will make a travois or somehow find a way to tie that to you and drag it along - that’s double the food, and possibly more money, because you could live off the wolf (which I assume does not taste great) and sell off some of the deer (which is delicious).

- she didn’t at least do a basic clean of her kill out in the woods?! She did not tan the hides?! Y’all, you do not want to be cleaning any kill on the kitchen table. Why? Because cleaning involves removing the intestines and stomach. That means shit and piss and food digestion in different stages, and the gases produced. You do that *outside*, typically at least close to where you made your kill, because you don’t want to have to have any…spills, and because it makes things a bit lighter to carry. Butchering? For sure do it on a table, but cleaning is an outdoor chore. Also, tanning a hide is not just skinning a creature! It’s scraping all the membranes off it, stretching and drying it, and curing the skin - sometimes with smoke, but often with a pretty gross solution (often including brain oil, and historically, I believe urine and/or feces, and other things with the right chemical components). It’s not a simple or quick task!

- soups, pottages, stews, with dried lentils, beans, or peas would have been the staple meals (depending on the climate and environment, but it feels fairly British thus far). Just having roasted venison (def not the best way to eat venison just from taste alone) would likely be a very very rare occurrence, because, as noted earlier, they’re so poor they would need to make it stretch. You would cure it or dry it or turn it into sausage. You would use it sparingly within a meal, not to serve as the whole meal.

- the market. If you were poor, you would likely be a stranger to spices, but not to salt. Salt is deeply necessary to survive in that period, as it’s one of the only ways of safely processing and storing meat with any longevity. And? If you got the money that they did while being as poor and as starving as they were? The first thing you would do — even if you were the most stupid rich person before then — is stock up your stores of dry goods! Flour, salt, honey, dried beans/peas/lentils, vegetables that store - onions, squashes, potatoes, root vegetables like carrots. It’s straight up Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs here - you will not give a shit about a new cloak before you give a shit about saying your hunger. They are said to be ‘starving’. Sorting out your survival comes before sorting out your fashion.

Anyways, this has been me for channel 4, reporting on anachronisms and misrepresentations in fantasy fiction. More news at 10.

[starfoundnight]

Promise to never leave me

Taiga kagami x Chubby Fem!Reader

Its fluff but he call you "fat ass" but read it to get it ig. Im a lazy writer I write for my own enjoyment.

"Lets get out of here, Im so hungry" Taiga groans about how hard training was and how hard his coach was on all of them but especially on him. "Well...Wanna go to a sushi restraunt? Its my shout for you hard work!" He sees a small convinence store and points to it "Lets go there instead so we can sit at a park and feel the cool breeze. Im too hot to be sitting inside a restraunt."

"Hmmm...Okay" You grab his hand and walks towards the convinence store and he dosen't move at all. "Coach said...I should be carrying around weight to strengthen myself...So.." "Well what are you trying to say?" "Can I carry you on my back?" You tilt your head a little to the right "But you said you wanted to rest?" "Yeah well now I want to carry you now. Is that a problem?" You shake your head. "Well I'd rather not be on your back. I think when your coach said 'carry some weights around' I don't she meant something as heavy as me" "What?" You can hear the bit of annoyance in his voice and a sprinkle of anger. You laugh a bit "Whats the matter?" "You think Im too weak to carry you?" He walks near a table and stands close to it. "Well...Get on, hurry up!" You step on the table and hesitantly wrap your arms around his shoulders. "I...don't think this is safe Taiga." He grabs your hamstrings gently pulling you off the table.

"Taiga! You'll drop me!" He laughs and jogs around while gently holding you. "Come on. Lets get a snack" He walks into the store as you hide your face in his shoulder feeling embarrassed being on his back. When you feel the cool breeze on your back again, you sigh in relief. He walk to a small playground with a basketball court next to it. He lets you back down. I got some candy and several rolls of sushi. He hands you the bag of candy. "Here you open that, while I open this okay?" You open that package very easily and you start eating the sweets while you watch your boyfriend struggle opening the sushi roll. "Well...you're struggling with that sushi roll. I'll open up this one." You grab the other one in the bag and open it with ease. Tiaga looks at you with awe at how you made it look so easy. "How did you do that!?" You laugh at his reaction "Maybe its just your humongous hands with the tiny packaging."

After around an hour you two finish with the food you guys brought (It wasn't just candy and sushi, theres more food. Not a lot of food, you're just a really slow eater) "Lets play a game of basketball." He jogs to the court and dribbles the ball and throws the ball at you as you catch it. "Go easy on me. You might just wreck me, my love" You laugh at the small nickname he gave you "Says the one who won at the final" He smirks at your praise "Yeah but your amazing and your teams freaking sucks" You laugh loudly and throw the ball at him "You talk bad about my girls and I will try my best to crush you"

You two play a game and unsurprisingly you won. You have to admit though, you are a sore-loser. "When I say go easy on me, I didn't mean treat me like a freaking baby." He laughs "Yeah but if I treat you any older, I'll freaking destroy your fat ass" You laugh "Says you, you freaking muscle head" He picks you up and makes your legs wrap around his waist "God...Never leave me" He puts his head between your tits waiting for your response "Never, wither we're old or young. poor or rich. I'll never ever leave you." You run your hands through his hair and wipe his forehead then kiss him. "I didn't want to kiss your sweaty forehead." He smiles "I thought you love every part of me?" He whines sarcastically. "I do...but put a ring on my finger and then I'll show you I love every part of you...even your gross sweat" You gag dramatically. He then grabs your ass and smacks it. "You're just so freaking cheeky, aren't you baby?"

[bunnymajo]

Diamond Snacks

Short little fanfiction between Duo(Mimic) & Whisper I thought of this morning.

-Takes place sometime in-between Issue 64 & 67-

The restoration food court was full to the brim as usual. Near the corner of the room sat Duo, lounging at a table by the vending machines, his arm still in a sling from the accident, Whisper hesitantly approached him, her head hanging low.

“D-Duo, I. I really wanted to apologize to you for what happened the other day. I let my fears overcome me and took it out on you, you didn’t deserve that and I-” she stammered. She was still really embarrassed at herself for attacking a seemingly normal guy her age that’s been nothing but nice to her.

“Nahh don’t worry about it. It’s rough out there, lots of friends I have are still on edge from some of the attacks, I get it. I shouldn’t have been so jumpy, some soldier in training I am. It’s water under the bridge.” Duo laughed it off, he motioned to her to sit down at the table with him but she shook her head to decline. 

 “That Mimic guy sounds awful though, I’m sorry if I’ve ever come off as that scary.” he continued to say to put her more at ease.

Whisper still looking down and a little embarrassed “You’re too kind Duo, let me know if I can ever make it up to you.”

Duo smiles and glances over at the vending machine beside her “Then get me a snack from the vending machine and we’ll call it even, deal?”

“But-”

“It’s fine, It’s fine, and get something for yourself too so we can eat it together!”

Duo stops and realizes the conversation sounds awfully familiar. Whisper hesitates for a moment too but reaches to get out a change purse. She sorts through it and puts a few ring coins in the slot. 

As she’s doing this Mimic inside flashes back “Crap! This was something we used to do back then after a mission wasn’t it.” He mentally panicked.

“Calm down ,calm down, it’s normal, this is fine. Normal coworkers get each other stuff from vending machines all the time. You can still save this.” he thought as he watched Whisper put another ring into the machine. 

“Think. Whisper would always get those gross little sugary snack cakes and she’d say to us ‘Get something too so we can all eat together~!’ or something sappy like that and I would get..what did I get…salted peanuts I think. So Duo has to get something completely different!” Mimic quickly decided.

Whisper put in the last coin, “So, what did you want?” she asks.

“I’ll just have the fruit snacks. They’re really good, I eat them all the time” Duo said eagerly.

*Beep. Beep ~whirrrl~ PLUNK*

The snacks fell into the dispenser, Whisper bent down to pick them up and handed them to Duo. “Thanks Whisper!” he said happily as he held the bag of fruit gummies. Mimic is realizing he now has to commit and eat them for the rest of his stay.

Whisper looked at the machine looking over her options “That’s funny, I’ve been eating these a lot more too. I never used to, but Tangle eats them so we have a lot in our rooms. They’re different, but I like them.” 

“Fruit snack buddies, haha I like it, you got a sweet tooth too huh?” Duo said playfully as he opened up the bag and started eating a gummy, using all of his willpower trying not to gag.

Whisper punched in some numbers and a second bag of fruit snacks fell down. She grabbed it, smiled back and let herself sit down at the table by Duo’s side.

[worriedvision]

How about "I wish I'd known when you were born that you were going to betray me like this" with Gorou? Perhaps reader is part of a clan and they've been on loads of arranged dates with other suitors from clans that never worked out, and they get close to Gorou?

Tasty! Gender neutral reader, they're raised by strict parents that teach them how to court someone - posture, how they eat food, you name it they do it.

--

When you were a kid, you found yourself despising your existence. It became apparent to you that you were expected to marry into another clan that would boost the family's name. 'Dear, you need to sit up straight at all times, even if it's somebody you have grown comfortable with. We need to exude confidence!' Your mother chastised you when you slouched after sitting up uncomfortably. 'No, no, no! You need to be delicate with your food, slow down.' Your father told you when you started to eat a meal you were looking forward to.

And don't start on the dates you parents always arranged for you. Most of the bachelors you were paired up with were either old and creepy, or they were absolutely stuck up. You were certain there were most likely some decent people available, perhaps if you were able to get closer to Ayato or Ayaka in a way both of you could benefit, that may be nice. You were friendly with Ayaka, and you knew neither her nor her brother had to deal with these arranged dates from you ranting about a particularly gross guy.

But nope, you knew Ayato was smart enough to see your reasoning for pursuing a relationship with him. You didn't see him as an escape route, but you knew using him like that would not be fair.

When the vision hunt decree started, you were enraged to discover your family were completely behind the idea. Your friends had visions, how would they react if they lost their vision and forgot their reason for pushing on with their lives?

Ayaka tries to hush you when you start to tell Ayato how silly an idea it appeared to you. Many people used their visions for work, were the higher ups simply scared of the idea of a vision making someone superior to them in one way? Were they blindly following someone who claimed to be talking for a god?

Realising that neither of them had the ability to do a thing about this, you stormed out, thinking of what you could do. As you begin to walk home, a piece of paper catches your eye. Reading the contents quickly, you see this is some sort of recruitment following the introduction of this vision hunt decree. Without thinking about the possibility of this being a trap, you sprint to get to the location mentioned.

--

When the soldiers saw you, a noble, running to them, they thought you were in danger. You hold up the paper, insisting you wanted to help out where you could, and they look at each other in confusion.

"General Gorou, can you talk to _?" The soldier call out, the doggy general jogging over, sensing some urgency.

"I must apologise, but due to low numbers, I cannot afford to talk to-"

"I want to join." You say, determination running through your veins. "I don't like this new law, and I wish to do something about it." You nod, Gorou looking at you blankly for a second.

"What skills do you have?" Gorou asks.

"I don't have many useful skills for survival, however I would be happy to take on any training to assist where I can." You begin. "Additionally, I have connections to several clans. I would be happy to be a pawn if needed." You add on, Gorou's face turning to shock. "But, I have been taught how to cook a meal if that would be a start?"

"Let's start with that!" Gorou nods, leading you to an experienced cook that had offered their help.

--

During the whole war, Kokomi had asked Gorou to look after you. At the start, it was simply guarding you, but over time it started to become more than just that. He didn't look at you as a member of a clan, someone he could marry and have an easy life with, he saw you as a genuine person. He was the person that showed you the hobbies you were forbidden from doing, and you felt like you were finding yourself.

However, your family caught wind of it. You knew they would never approve of such a relationship, and when Kokomi had asked for your presence, you feared that they requested to talk to you.

Nope. Your mother was right there, Kokomi allowing you both time to talk. Of course, you knew Kokomi would be eavesdropping, solely to make sure you were safe and you weren't some traitor.

"We were worried sick, my darling." She sweetly gushes, you wincing at the tone. "What brought you out here?"

You stay silent, knowing there was no easy way of saying it. When she stays silent, forcing you to talk, you finally speak.

"I am here to do something about the vision hunt decree. It isn't morally right, mother, surely you understand that?" You ask.

"Yes, but that wasn't what I was asking for." Your mother huffs out. "I heard you were getting close to someone here." She continues, not letting you intervene with her words. "With someone who is not worthy of the clan."

"Yes. I am interested in someone." You state, holding eye contact with your mother. "He makes me feel like I'm human, and I appreciate the warmth I feel when I am with him."

"You are forbidden from even associating with people below us!" Your mother yells. "Lord Ayato is a single man, he is worthy of association! You should have courted him instead of that... that thing!"

"General Gorou isn't a thing! I love him!" You yell, your mother gasping.

"Oh my god, you're dating him? That's disgusting, you wouldn't have even gone for a human." Your mother grimaces.

"Gorou -"

"Enough!" Your mother holds her hand up, disgusted at your words. "I wish I'd known when you were born that you were going to betray me like this." Your mother grumbles, shaking her head. You don't show a reaction, knowing this was most likely her way of getting under your skin. "You are an insult to the family. From this day onwards, you are no longer considered a member of our clan." Your mother huffs, walking out.

Kokomi walks in once your mother has left, checking on you. you don't really feel anything in the moment, simply thanking her for showing concern before getting back to work, Gorou following once he spots you returning.

"How did the conversation go?" Gorou asks hopefully.

It was like the straw that broke the camels back, you couldn't stop yourself from crying. He holds you in his arms, letting you cry into his shoulder before you calm down enough to tell him that your mother had disowned you due to your disinterest in going for a 'worthy person to wed'.

"Is this because of me? I should have asked if your parents would have approved of me before getting closer, I'm sorry." Gorou sighs out.

"Mother wasn't happy to hear you were who I was interested in, but she wouldn't have approved of any commoner." You explain. "Over the years, I grew to hate the idea of simply marrying someone my parent's suggested."

"...It's because I'm a hybrid, isn't it?" Gorou pouts, holding you tighter as if you were going to leave him because of what your mother said about 'his kind'.

"It was a lot of reasons, my love." You respond. "That was only one thing she didn't approve of."

Truthfully, part of you felt bad for feeling a sense of relief after finding out you were no longer considered family to your biological family. They would have dictated your entire life, but now you didn't have to fear the idea of being married off.

Because now, you were happy to become Gorou's other half.

[heaurtfk]

No Problem

A/N: short Atsumu-centred fic. Going through some issues and he is my muse.

TW: heavily implied ED

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It’s not that Atsumu doesn’t know that he has a problem. But it’s been… manageable.

There’s no need to make a big deal about it, lest he gets called for being an attention seeking whore. And he isn’t. So he keeps his big fat mouth shut.

And it’s not like he’s actually skin and bones. In fact, he could really stand to lose a little bit of weight. The ankle injury from last month that has prevented him from doing his usual morning runs (excuses. It’s just him being lazy as usual) has been eating at him (hah) and he sees it in the thin layer of extra fat whenever he slouches, or god forbid sits down, even just for a bit.

Atsumu has always hated sitting down because he feels it. The way flabs of flesh wobble around underneath his clothes, taunting him. And he feels their stares, especially when he stands next to ‘Samu, his identical in all but this.

God, he would kill for ‘Samu's metabolism rate. It’s not fair that his little brother can be up late at night eating ten onigiris only to sleep it all away, waking up the next morning well and rested, looking as if calories weren’t something he thought about with every mouthful of food.

It’s no wonder Rin chose him, between them. He sees the way they fit together so well, and he’s so genuinely happy for them because he loveslovesloves them. But, he can’t help the small stubborn ache in his chest that questions why he wasn’t even spared a glance. Don’t get him wrong, thinking about anything even remotely romantic to do with Rin makes him feel gross because Rin is as much of a bro to him as ‘Samu is, and man they are really perfect for each other. It was the principle of the matter though; why was Atsumu never seen as the more attractive one of the two? He thought about the one and only difference in them; their physique. And the answer comes easy.

He feels the stares whenever he’s the only one busy catching his breath after running laps around the court, and everyone else is doing fine, probably wondering why he’s having so much trouble keeping up.

On a rational level, he knows he’s likely overthinking and no one is actually staring him down knowing the truth, that he’s fat. A liability to the team, and the only reason why they keep him around is to give ‘Samu face. Group dynamics and all that.

The least he could do is stay in good shape for the team.

So he skips a meal or two, here and there, big deal.

He knows it’s not the healthiest way to do it and maybe he has a problem. But, it’s not that big of a problem. He never does it unnecessarily. Only when he misses a run, or there isn’t training that week. He rationalizes that if he’s not working out, he doesn’t need the extra energy, and if he does take in the extra energy, it’ll only be converted to fats, and that’s wrong. So screw everybody else, he’s right and he makes sense.

Numbers don’t lie. The truth hurts and the weighing machine is as truthful as you’re ever gonna get.

On the bright side, he’s come to actually enjoy the hunger pangs. The growling. It makes him feel good, like he’s earned something. It shuts the voices in his head when he can't sleep, because at least then, he can feel proud of the self-control that he has, and nothing can take that away from him.

But, it's never enough. Because somehow, no matter how many meals he skips, he never sees a difference in the mirror, in the numbers, in the stares.

So he'll continue this... thing, until he feels successful.

Until then, no, Atsumu doesn’t have a problem. If anything, he’s only fixing a problem - himself.

[wordsmithwhumpsandfluff]

Jordan has stomach bug + the girls (and Oliver) caretakers

BTW, Oliver is absolutely one of the girls. Also, I want to do more stories with him so plz suggest any ideas if you have any.

Also, I realize now that I should probably put emeto warnings at the beginnings of my stories, so. . .

!emeto warning!

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It was a girls’ day (plus Oliver). No Isaac or Keiko. They all decided to enjoy their Saturday at the mall together. All of them were having a blast. Except for Jordan.

The Chick-fil-a in front of Jordan would’ve looked appetizing to her on any other day, but today was just not that day.

She stared at her nuggets with a frown as she nibbled on a waffle fry. She wasn’t hungry at all, which was shocking since Jordan was always hungry.

In the mall food court, there were so many different smells making Jordan’s stomach turn and her head spin.

Suddenly, a hand took one of her fries and she looked up at her girlfriend. Eliana smiled and ate the fry. Jordan smiled weakly back and looked back down again, making Eliana frown. Normally, Jordan would’ve said ‘hey!’ and taken one of Eliana’s chips from Subway. Saying nothing was widely out of character for her.

“Hey, babe,” Eliana said, making Jordan look back up at her. “You feeling okay?”

Jordan smiled tiredly again and nodded. Eliana wasn’t convinced.

But just as Eliana was about to say something else, Oliver and Amberlynn came to the table.

“Jeez, the line for the pizza place is long,” Amberlynn sighed, sitting and setting a tray with three giant slices of pizza in front of her. Amberlynn, all of them were convinced, was some kind of mystical being that had a magical void in her stomach that never filled. She ate like her life depended on it, but she never gained weight!

Oliver sat down, too, but he just had one slice of pizza and a little chocolate chip cookie. “Where’s Spirit and Birdie?” he asked.

“Chinese food line,” Eliana said. “There’s a long line there, too.”

It was a busy day at the mall. So many people everywhere, and the building’s poor AC made a hot, sticky feeling spread over Jordan’s skin. She felt so gross.

Her girlfriend and friends chatted, but Jordan (who usually talked the most) stayed silent.

Eliana was getting more and more worried about Jordan by the second. Oliver and Amberlynn started to notice Jordan’s strange behavior too but didn’t say anything.

When Spirit and Birdie arrived, it wasn’t long before Spirit noticed something off about Jordan, too. And if Birdie noticed also, she said nothing and didn’t show it.

When they all were done eating, they resumed shopping. Eliana, Amberlynn and Birdie all had a lot of bags already. Oliver had two, Spirit was wearing the too-big jean jacket she bought, and Jordan had nothing, much to all of their shock since Jordan was a shopping queen.

Spirit groaned and whined as Birdie dragged her to a ceramic store for the third time that day, and Amberlynn walked off to Hot Topic on her own. Suddenly, it was only Jordan, Eliana and Oliver.

Jordan was walking with her hand in Eliana’s while her girlfriend and Oliver chatted. Her mind drifted off, and suddenly she was only focused on the noise around her and the churning in her stomach. In the back of her throat, she could taste the tiny bit of her fries and nuggets she ate.

Suddenly, Eliana said something to her, and she looked up, coming back to reality. “Hm?” Jordan hadn’t even realized that the three of them had stopped walking.

“I asked if you’re feeling okay,” Eliana said, a worried frown on. Oliver had on a similar look behind her. “You’re so quiet and you look greyish.”

Swallowing the water flooding her mouth, Jordan shrugged. “I’m fine,” she mumbled. “Just a little dizzy, that’s all.”

Eliana’s frown deepened. “You wanna sit?”

“I have Tylenol if you want some,” Oliver offered, taking a small container of pills out of his pocket.

Jordan shook her head. That was a mistake, because the room was getting warmer by the second and her head was already spinning, and suddenly Jordan felt like she was tilting and tilting and tipping forward and. . .

She doubled over and sick splatted all over her shoes, Eliana’s shoes, and the ground. Eliana stepped back a bit, startled, but didn’t let go of Jordan’s hand. Then she moved forward, cupping her girlfriends forehead. “Shit. . you’re okay, babe. Just get it up.” Beneath Eliana’s hand, Jordan’s skin was burning.

Each retch was painful. Jordan’s stomach felt like it was on fire and the sticky feeling got worse as sweat drenched her.

She could hear Eliana and Oliver saying something. Then she heard Oliver leave.

Jordan was feeling too horrible to be embarrassed by all of the people watching the scene. When her legs gave out, she was caught not only by her girlfriend, but also by a set of firmer, slightly larger hands.

“Holy shit,” she heard Spirit say.

“Amber,” Eliana said, her voice shockingly calm, “get my keys out of my pocket and bring my car up front.”

Jordan heard a jingle of keys and the sound of footsteps running away. Birdie and Oliver stood behind Jordan, watching as she trembled with every breath.

“Jor?” Oliver said. “You good.”

She vomited in response.

Spirit shot a deadpan look at him. “Does that answer your question?”

Oliver blushed a bit, embarrassed. “Yeah, that was a pretty dumb question.”

After a few minutes, Jordan spat into her puddle of sick and mumbled, “‘mmmm done.”

Eliana cooed her as she and Spirit helped her up. As they walked off, Birdie got a look at the sick puddle and gagged. Oliver sighed and covered her eyes with his hand and guided her past the puddle, following the others. He felt bad for whoever was gonna have to clean up that mess.

Amberlynn had brought Eliana’s car to the front of the mall and was leaning against it, waiting. She opened the passenger door and Eliana helped Jordan inside.

Eliana shut the door and looked at her friends. “You all should keep shopping. Enjoy your Saturday—I’ll take her home.”

Spirit raised a skeptical brow. “You sure?”

Eliana nodded. After a bit of protesting from her friends, they finally agreed to keep enjoying their Saturday after she promised she’d text them later and assured them that she’d call Keiko if she needed help.

Once the others had gone inside, Eliana got into the driver seat and looked at Jordan who had her eyes closed and was hunched over in her seat, clutching her aching stomach.

“Oh, babe,” Eliana cooed. “What’s hurting? Just your stomach?”

Jordan shook her head. “My head,” she said in a small voice. Tears were forming between her closed eyes. “I really don’t feel good.”

Eliana rubbed her back softly as she pulled out of the mall parking lot. “I know, babe. I promise, we’ll be home soon. You have a fever, which is probably why your head is hurting."

The drive felt too long, but Jordan thankfully didn’t throw up until the car was parked and she could puke out the door while Eliana held her hair. After a few minutes of puking and dry heaving, they managed to get inside and up to the top floor where Jordan lived. Jordan was so tempted to just flop on the couch, but Eliana brought her to the bathroom and positioned her in front of a toilet. Jordan’s hair was soon tied up in a scrunchy, and she felt so good to have it off of her sweaty neck.

“I’m gonna run a cool bath for you and get you some meds. Okay?” Eliana asked. Jordan just nodded, and Eliana stood, turning on the water in Jordan’s luxury triangular bathtub and leaving the bathroom to grab some medicine and a bucket.

When she came back, there was more puke in the toilet, and Eliana was genuinely shocked that her girlfriend had anything left in her.

Eliana helped Jordan undress and get in the bath. She hissed at the cold, but eventually relaxed and shut her eyes.

Eliana went back to the bedroom to make the bed and get some clothes for Jordan. When she got back to the bathroom, her sick girlfriend was asleep. She woke her up and wet her hands with the water, rubbing them on Jordan’s feverish face. She had Jordan take the meds and drink some water. She was glad when her girlfriend managed to keep it down.

Several minutes later, she got Jordan out of the bath, dried her, and got her in the soft PJs. “C’mon,” she said to the taller girl. “You need some sleep.”

Jordan literally face-planted onto the soft bed. Eliana joined her, sitting with her back against the headboard, and Jordan moved, placing her head on Eliana’s lap. Eliana smiled, stroking loose strands of coal-black hair away from Jordan’s face.

Eliana scrolled on her phone for a while before she got a text from Amberlynn asking, ‘Hey, how’s Jor? Is she okay?’

Eliana smiled and texted all of the girls (and Oliver) that Jordan was fine now. Suddenly, the sick girl made a sleepy sound and moved, blinking a bit.

“Hey,” Eliana said softly. “You okay?”

Jordan smiled too, closing her eyes again and snuggling closer to Eliana, burying her face in her stomach. “I love you,” she sighed sleepily.

Eliana sighed and said, “I love you too.” She paused for a minute before smirking and saying, “We’ll go shopping next weekend. Thanks to you, we both need new shoes.”

[the-firebird69]

This is a chateau in France no it's actually Zurich and it is a very very old Palace and castle it's just ancient is built in the year 180 ad now a lot of people don't get this but the deer and the antlers those are not from UMass. There is evidence of some sort of break-in and they hardly took anything it's famous because there were a series of murders in the house and people who moved in there would die so I thought it was inhabited by a ghost and it's like the last house we looked at that had some strange footprints but really that was dried blood and then he stepped in but not really something that matters and because Trump is the one with that type of boot and he's going back there and other creeps do too it's not the only one Jason doesn't quite often and VGA always returning to the scene of the crime and you can use it as evidence what they look for is odd stuff really the looking for people who are still there. Nobody was here it is in France and the idiot doesn't know how to look for stuff doesn't know where things could be there's tons of hidden doors and walls and Chambers and he's a moron and he's a wasted damn time he's just going in there and thinking people are impressed that he acts like a puma and that's what he actually and who cares some sort of animal stand for your feet kind of just reinforces it no it definitely reinforces your an idiot and just an animal I'm sorry that you can't remember that one word I guess we're going to have to pound it intotoo. It was terrible I was thinking about a 3-year-old child to discipline when he trying to run it Galaxy or something I'm tired of this I'm ordering it to be done I hear what you're saying you had to get it done or it is you and that's true.

So many people have died around here for just sitting here and getting sick he'll say loose home because people don't want to help is here our son getting beat up he's trying to have them drink water it's good for you and trying to eat food and make some sad images I encouraging it and one day his number one guy got up and live himself on fire outside the courtroom and everybody on Earth knows she's the people are wimps with money it's tried to go after them so he pulled the robots out and he got caught and now he's in trouble with the law in the United States they're putting warrants out on John remillard AKA Donald Trump and they're doing it for several reasons one of the biggest is that he is constantly committing treason out loud he is calling for people to commit atrocities and sabotage things when he said in the news and they're charging him with these crimes now all sorts of people all over the place are doing it but they're finding out that he is a humongous terrorist humongous and fighting did not figure it out until later but he said this guy is disgusting and he is a gross person I'm the one who near my son I don't wear my daughter and grandson anyone anybody near him is going to get disgusted so the word is starting to get out that he is a repulsive and abhorrent killer and takes lives for the inappropriate reasons that you're hearing about and you should not be near our son he is a philandering idiot as well and he's calling himself that in court if you could hear our son saying those times have won since past people don't put up with it like they used to he says what are you telling me for did you sound like a freaking caveman what you're saying is ridiculous and he says you're kidding said no out of your mouth talk comes the most something incriminating stuff I've ever heard of you're running around America admitting all the all these asinine crimes and he's trying to giggle a little he started to giggle and he said you're kidding me I said why don't you ask your lawyers whatever you want and so he asked his lawyers and he said do I seem like a child so Trump looked at him and said you're fired for taking the enemy side and the lawyer said what you're saying in public is illegal to say and you're threatening me if you fire me I'm going to charge you with the crimes that you should be paying for so he said I'm sorry I didn't mean it a few minutes later he said pick up your stuff and get out and the lawyer said no I'm going to take my stuff that's mine and he's one of his people and he called his in and he's taking his stuff out and Trump is saying not that and not that and not that and the lawyer said shut up or I'll tell you violated your gag order again and he said you be quiet and you said no I said you'd be quiet you're a nobody now no one's going to represent you in America and I'm going to make damn sure that happens and our son said you better Lock and load and get ready to take a shitload of money and stuff and kill him and see when I ammo so he goes that's great it says this is what it really happens so he got ready and he's still killing off these weird pussies I'll tell you what we need to come in here and finish this John reborn guy off right now he needs to die he is a massive loser and we need to kill him every day so it's a big day for the lawyers his team quit it said another case but it's this one as well and the some guys that look like him that look like them that are going to come in and they're going to check their identification and if they're not the people they have to be sworn and these guys won't get three sworn cuz they're impersonating so that's going on the diamond store is saying real world stuff the Trump next door is saying gross stuff about our son and I want teams in here now

Thor Freya

Olympus we are sending teams but we're requesting volunteers again and you can come back if you did before just make sure you get here we need you now here in punta Gorda

[the-enigmatic-universe-theory]

Chapter 2

Theo Doe

“THEO! WAKE YOUR DUMBASS UP, AND GET DOWNSTAIRS NOW!” Casey shouted.

“COMING!” I yell with a sigh, I swing my body off my bed reluctantly and strap on my braces. I walk out into the hallway and knock on the bedroom doors. As I open the second to last one a pastel blue fills my vision. 

“Maria, You up?”

“Mmmh, Theo?” Maria sleepily mumbles my name as I walk over to the greyish-blue bed and sit on it.

“Yup, time to get up for school.”

“Do I have to?” She whines quietly with a frown “Can’t I just be homeschooled like you were?” I sigh

“Unless you want to be taken to court. Then yeah, you have to go to school. Also, homeschooling wasn’t as good as you think.” I pull her blankets off her and pick her up, with a little difficulty, but her little giggle as I picked her up was worth the slight pain.

“C’mon, I’ll let you pick out breakfast, ‘Kay?" I walk down the stairs with her in my arms as she gives me a small nod.

“Mornin, teddy bear, princess Mari,” Casey says with a smirk as I let Maria down to sit next to Casey “What’s for breakfast?” 

“Depends on what domniţă wants,” I say as the other children, fully dressed, get coffee and toast from the cupboards going to the dining room after, probably wanting something quick and easy before going to school. 

“Hmmmmm, how about, Oh! Chocolate pancakes, please!!” Maria bounces up and down in her seat with excitement, Casey chuckles at her childish glee. 

“Alright, I can do that. Tâmpit, get me the chocolate chips.” I say, kneeling to get out a decently sized pan and going through the steps of making pancakes. Casey tosses me the chocolate with a shake of his head as he sits down at the island table.

“So, princess, you excited for your first day in kindergarten?” Casey asks, trying to get a rise out of her, knowing damn well she’s in first grade now. He succeeds cuz Maria crosses her arms. 

“I’m in first grade, not in kindergarten, Old Man,” Maria argues with a huff as Casey smiles and picks Maria up, placing her on his lap

“I’m sorry Mari, you know my very old 19-year brain can’t remember as well as when I was your age, hun. Forgive me?” Casey rests his head on Maria’s. 

“Fineee, I guess I’ll forgive you this time Cas.” Maria hugs him, cheek pressed to his chest and mouth in a smile. I set down three plates on the kitchen table all with varying amounts of pancake. 

“Only one pancake, Doe? Why don’t cha eat some more?” Casey eyes my plate with a wary gaze. 

“Not hungry, I’ll buy something in the Cafe if I’m hungry later.” I sigh and start eating my pancakes, only feeling the pancake's texture, no taste. Maria scarfs down her pancakes, Casey eating at a more reasonable pace.

“Slow down so you don’t choke.” Maria nods with food in her mouth and slows down, however, she is still eating fast. We finish breakfast with silence overcoming us, not uncomfortable but a little awkward. After some time kids start filing out the door and getting on the bus, some taking their car.

“Alright,” Casey gets up and stretches “Maria you go get changed, okay? I’ll help Theo clean.”

“Okie!!” Maria gets up and runs to the stairs skipping a few. Casey looks away from Maria and towards me with a disappointed look on his face.

“So, what’s the deal.” Casey picks up the dishes as I clean up the batter and put away the chocolate.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Casey sighs and wash off the dishes in the sink as well as our own.

“I mean the fact that you carried Maria down the stairs even though I know that you’ve been having a rough time with your arms and,” Casey bends down to place the dishes in the sink, getting back up to face me, arms crossed, “You only ate one pancake, which was the smallest of all of them, you know that you need to eat more than that, Theo” 

“I know, It’s just-” I sigh and match Casey’s position, “It’s hard to eat when it’s just a texture, the mushiness is just so gross. It would probably be better if I could fucking taste it.” Casey walks over, puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls in.

“Theo, if the texture bothers you that much you could’ve just made something else, I’m sure Maria wouldn’t have minded.” Casey rested his head on mine, a common thing he does to me and Maria, I turned my face towards his neck and hugged him.

“I know, I just don’t like to disappoint her.” Casey sighs, hugging me back.

“You can’t spoil her like that, you know, she has to learn how to be dependant. Especially since both me and you are moving out next year, she won’t have anyone to take care of her.” Casey whispers to me sadly. Maria bounds down the stairs in a white button-up with a lacey collar and blue overalls. 

“Let’s go get changed, okay? Go wait at the door, Mari” Casey ruffles my hair and I nod and smile at Maria as she runs past the door. 

   ***

After Casey and I got changed into our clothes, he wore simple jeans and a t-shirt and I wore my usual outfit of a short-sleeve button-up, black vest, brown pants, red headband, Locket, and of course my braces too (technically can’t live without them). 

“Do you want to drive, Cas? Or should-”

“I’m driving.” Casey grabs the car keys before I can. I sigh as I tug on my boots and bend over to lace Maria’s shoes. Maria pulls her backpack over her shoulders and I do the same

“Alrighty then,” Casey claps. “Let’s get goin' before I’m late to work.” 

“Where do you work again?” I say with confusion as he changes works every few weeks, he just got laid off from his car-washing job next to the big mall.

“Do you know the tattoo place near my old job?” Casey says as we walk out the door, locking it. “That’s my new job pays pretty well and it’s close to what I’m going to college for” I nod and head towards the car. Maria bounces next to me and I help her into the car, going to sit in the passenger seat. The drive is filled with Maria’s chatter until she gets dropped off at the elementary and the drive is silent until I get dropped off at my school. I reach over and hug Casey, waving goodbye as I walk out of the car and into the school.

        ***

5th period, the class I’ve been dreading, is the class where we have to test our powers you would think that using your powers would be easy but it’s hard to use powers if you don’t even know what they are, and only have had them for three years in which you’ve barely even used them so yeah, it’s pretty fucking unfair. The teacher tells us to get into groups and practice our powers on each other I don’t move only standing in my place as everyone else gets their partner, not having any friends yet as I just got to this school, I stand alone for while trying to not seem as awkward as I feel when all of the sudden someone bursts through the door loudly and all eyes are on her, as soon as we make eye contact I realize I severely fucked up, her memories start flooding through my brain; the worst of the memories are with her uncle. After the unfamiliar ache settles I break eye contact and quickly look away, I can feel her eyes on me as she walks over my face getting warmer and redder by the second. 

"What was that?" Oh shit, she’s talking to me. I can feel her eyes on me, my face getting warmer and redder by the second. 

“I um- kinda sorta usedmypowersonyou?” Way to fucking go Theo you’ve embarrassed yourself in front of someone who just had their mind involuntarily read. Iisus Hristos, Casey was right, I really need to work on my social skills.

“Well no duh dipshit,” She sighs mad obviously, “but what do they do?” Oh yeah, I guess that would make more sense but what do I tell her if I don’t even know myself? 

“Uhhh it depends, what I did on you was um- mind reading I guess?” This is so embarrassing I barely even know how to control my powers.

““You guess? What do you mean you guess? Do you not know what your powers do or something?” Her attitude is starting to get old. It’s obvious I don’t know what I’m doing. Joacă-te frumos Theo, don’t insult her, they taught you better.

“I mean yes and no? I know what some of my powers are, like mind reading and illusion but I don’t know if there’s anymore.” All of a sudden a small ache goes through my head. Shit, calm down. I start to hear her thoughts in my head. 

‘Of course, he doesn’t. This is fucking great! I have an amateur messing with my head and looking into my mind. I swear to god if he fried a part of my brai-.’

“Fuck off okay, I only got them a few years ago, excuse me for not being perfect.” This is what I get for trying to be nice, I should’ve known it would have gone this way. Why do I always fuck things up? I can feel the other students' eyes on us, on me. The girl takes a few deep breaths and clenches her fists. She glances around the room and asks a question in a, seemingly, out of character tone.

“Can we go outside, to talk?” She asks, gesturing with her hand to the door. 

“ I promise I won’t bite.” Against my will I let a small huff, thankfully not a full laugh.

“Sure” I hope she isn’t taking me out of the class to beat me up that would be a bitch to hide from Casey. She begins to walk back out of the door

“What did you see!?” She demanded much different than the tone she used a few seconds ago. I try and think of a sufficient reply that doesn’t reveal what her uncle did in a public setting.

“If you're talking about what your uncle did then yeah, I saw that.” She shakes her head, angry, disappointed, upset. I can’t tell. 

“That’s not specific enough. What exactly was he doing?” She says with a nervous(?) tone probably about the fact that she’s asking me in a public setting about what her horrible asshole of an uncle did to her sister

“I don’t think we should be talking about what he did in public setting,” I say reluctantly knowing what I have to think and say next, “But since you’re so insistent then I’m talking about him murdering your sister and most of the horrible things he did to you.” I shudder at the thought of what he put her through. She nods, shaking, this only making me feel even more horrible for what I did. 

“What do you want.”...Wait what? Why is she asking me that when I just severely invaded her privacy?

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that? What do you want, money, service, a house?” She looks taken aback at my statement.

“What the fuck are you talking about!? The only thing I want is for you to leave me the hell alone!” 

“You’re the one who asked me out here!?” I say confused as this stranger is making no sense.

“Because I wanted to know what you saw! I wanted to know whether I had to worry about you opening your big mouth to say shit that you shouldn't be saying! So what do you want? What do I have to give you to shut you up about what you saw?” Wow rude I just offered her a house and she tells me to shut up, the hell up with her?

“You don’t have to give me anything! I feel bad enough about invading your privacy like that. If anything I should give something to you so that I’m not guilt-ridden for the rest of my days here.” She stares at me in shock

“Are you kidding?” What the actual fuck is she talking about? Why would I be joking about something like this? “Are you being serious, like actually?” 

“Yeah, Why wouldn’t I? I genuinely feel bad for doing that to you. Like I said can I make it up to you?” I’m already thinking of ways to make it up to her, maybe a house to get out of her uncle's house, yeah that would be good. She looks away from me and leaves us in silence for a second, she looks like she’s contemplating something.

“Just, don’t say anything. It isn’t your problem. You don’t owe me anything except your silence. Besides, I don’t take charity, from anyone.” 

“Fine, I won’t give you anything.” I lie, I already have a great house for her to stay at. Now I have to switch the topic before she catches on “But, could you possibly show me around the school? You don’t have to of course, it’s kinda weird for me to ask that of you now, sorry.” Omg, why can’t I just be normal for once, she’s probably going to refuse and I’m going to look like an idiot, at least she doesn’t look like she’s going to punch me again… Right? 

“To be honest, I don’t want to. I want to go . . . somewhere that isn’t here, and forget this happened. I want to wish you out of existence because I don’t like that you know what you know. But I will show you around I mean, because I'm not a total shithead, and the sooner you manage to navigate the school the more time you’ll be able to spend figuring out your mind power thingies, and that's something you're gonna need to do to survive here. Other people won’t be as chill about you getting in their minds. Got it?” Oh well, I guess she’s nicer than I thought. Also, I am completely under the control of my powers, kinda, the only reason I used them I cause she scared me by busting through the door like a brute.

“Yeah, I know I just wasn’t expecting someone to y'know break down the door in the middle of class, apologies for being surprised.”

“ I didn’t break down the door. I just closed it, a tad too roughly.” 

“You almost sent it off its hinges.” 

“Almost, I didn’t break it down.” Her sigh comes off as frustrated, I remember seeing one of the screws come loose, but I know this is an argument I won’t win, she’s way too încăpăţânat. I decide to change the subject so she doesn’t get mad, again.

“Anyways. Are you going to show me around now?” 

“Yeah, I guess. But we should go back to the classroom first. Tell the teacher what we're doing.” I completely forgot about that and the fact we were in public, my manners are getting worse, huh? 

“Oh, yeah, I forgot about that. Let’s go.” 

“Don’t tell me what to do,” We walked back towards the classroom, and as we were entering I had a strange feeling, that much to her chagrin, this won’t be the last time we meet.

        ***

If you ever want to know someone's locker number to give them something special,  do not stalk them at every moment of the day because you’re too tâmpit to ask a teacher even though you probably could have come up with something and especially dont get caught by a teacher that asks you what you're doing and you can’t just say ‘Oh, Im giving this person a house because I found out their deepest secrets and trauma, and also want them to get away from their oribil uncle’ so you just say with a horrible suspicious stutter “I-um am uhhh giving her a love letter?” even though you’re gay and very much into men, and when the teacher turns away to go back to whatever they’re doing do infact, shove said house keys into her locker after lockpicking it and hauling ass towards your brother's car to save your dumbass from the crippling embarassment of that situation (also make sure your brother also isn’t a nosy bitch that asks you why you ran to the car redder than a fucking firetruck.)

[freshstartfromscratch]

Leonardo da Vinci and cooking.

Can we take a moment to appreciate Leonardo's Notes on Cusine? Because it's pure gold content!

Of approximately 120 journals of da Vinci, only 28 survived to our modern times. Let me tell you, all of them are wonderful.

Leonardo's step-dad was a pastry chef, so da Vinci was present in the kitchen from a very young age.

Let's start with his most significant kitchen inventions - the manual garlic press (which remains the same to this day) and (allegedly) a pasta maker. Like during the renaissance, Italians ate pasta (they still do), but it didn't look like modern pasta. It was heavier and lumpier, but Leonardo wanted to turn it into something else. Like edible ropes, aka Spago mangiabile.

This dude (allegedly) came up with spaghetti. The funny fact is that Italians, being their conservative selves, initially were not very fond of spaghetti. French king Francis was a fan of this idea. He even wanted to make it France's national dish, but Leonardo refused. 

Thank heavens for that! Can you imagine an alternative timeline where spaghetti is a signature dish of FRANCE?!

Leonardo also invented a napkin because he found it gross (and outdated) that the guests would wipe their hands with rabbit skins. 

On the same note, he would also trash-talk his patron, Lodovico Sforza, for wiping his knife in on the clothes of his table neighbor. 

Though, according to the Florentine ambassador to Milan, initially, people had no idea how to use a napkin. They would blow their noses into it, wrap food to hide in their pockets, and play by throwing them at other guests. We are talking about nobility now, not a middle school cafeteria.

Leonardo was really upset and disappointed when he saw this and never offered a napkin to the guests ever again.

And don't get me started on a salad bowl!

I'm 70% sure that it made Leonardo cry.

He made a bunch of kitchen appliances and machine models. Some of them were thought to be torture machine projects by modern scholars. It turned out to be just a meat grinder. 

Of all that is sweet in the world (and available to Leonardo), he liked marzipan the most. He liked it not exactly because it was tasty, but because he could use it to biuld things. And build he did.

Leonardo adored making tiny sculptures and models from marzipan. Including war machine models. He was also very displeased when other people (mostly his patron - Sforza) ate them. 

In his journal, Notes on Cuisine, Leonardo wrote: “I have observed with pain, that my signor Ludovico and his court gobble up all the sculptures I give them, right to the last morsel, and now I am determined to find other means that do not taste as good, so that my works may survive.” 

Food was one of Leonardo's fixations. He spent most of his time dedicated to painting The Last Supper, deciding which dishes Jesus and the Apostles would eat. He wanted to include his past experience and new cooking ideas in the fresco. You probably know that in The Last Supper, Jesus and his students are sitting on one side of a very long table. Leonardo originally used this idea when he was planning a wedding party of a Duke of Milan and sat all guests on only one side of the table. 

Leonardo da Vinci also owned a copy of De honesta voluptate et valetudine, the first printed cookbook in his private collection. This book consisted of recipes by the biggest celebrity chef in Italia. Martino da Como or Maestro Martino was a Gordon Ramsay of his times and the Vatican's cook.

Speaking of Gordon Ramsay! Leonardo did the Kitchen Nightmares metamorphosis 500 years before the Fox network. Young Leonarda was working in a tavern Three Snails. Initially, he was a waiter, but after the majority of the kitchen staff died in a food poisoning accident, he got promoted to chef. Now da Vinci absolutely HATED the unorganized porridge blop with meat that the tavern was serving. It was well-spiced but lacked decorum and nice serving. Leonardo created a new menu. From now on, the guests got smaller portions of different, well-prepared, and nice-looking foods. Unfortunately, the renaissance people weren't ready for the modern concept of a restaurant, and the Three Snails ended up just like any other restaurant after Kitchen Nightmares' metamorphosis - it got closed.

We cannot talk about Leonardo da Vinci and food without mentioning vegetarianism. Leonardo didn't write much about his personal life and taste, probably because he didn't find himself that interesting (ironic, isn't it?)

We do have some grocery shopping lists by Leonardo da Vinci, and even though they include meat, he did grocery shopping for his patrons too. Where did the vegetarian Leonardo come from? Well, he worked in the same court as Andrea Corsali. Corsali was an explorer in the court of Giuliano di Lorenzo de' Medici of Florence. In one of his letters he described the eating habits of Hindu followers in India like this:

"Alcuni gentili chiamati Guzzarati non si cibano dicosa alcuna che tenga sangue, ne fra essi loro consentono che si noccia adalcuna cosa animata, come it nostro Leonardo da Vinci."

In English:

"Certain infidels/foreigners called Gujaratis (Guzzarati) are so gentle that they do not feed on anything which has blood, nor will they allow anyone to hurt any living thing, like our Leonardo da Vinci."

Boy! That was a long infodump! I hope you enjoyed this little rant about Leonardo. It's not exactly AC, but as I have mentioned a few times - I'm a Leonardo da Vinci geek.

[panic-at-the-fiction]

Pizza Girl

Summary: You work at the pizza place right across from Scoops Ahoy and you have a massive crush on Steve. Only problem is he only ever sees you in you’re working uniform and all you need is one day where he sees you outside of work.

Warnings: I genuinely projecting here.

A/N: Yes I work at a pizza place, yes this is exactly how I am. Yes these are based off real friends. Yes I totally make up excuses for my crushes who only see me in my work uniform to see me dressed up looking hot (shout out to my favorite cashier and the guy from sheetz!). Honestly this isn’t for anyone, but me. I haven’t written in a while cause I got drained from writing stories I didn’t care about so this one’s for me babe. Hope you like it anyways.

Working at the Starcourt mall had its benefits, starting with Scoops Ahoy, more importantly one of its employees, Steve Harrington. Sadly, there are also downsides of working at the Starcourt mall, which also include Steve Harrington.

The first two months as a pizza cook had been fine, the uniform fine, the workload fine, the coworkers fine. I worked hard, I was good at my job, I befriended all the managers. I always considered myself to be ambitious anI didn’t stop until I was the best at my job.

Then Steve Harrington got hired across the food court. You can see directly into Scoops Ahoy from the counter, it made me crazy wanting to be a cashier just to see him, even asking to switch shifts occasionally. Before he started working at Scoops, I had already made it a weekly routine to visit the store. Whenever I got off early or my boss didn’t feel like eating pizza for the thousandth time, I would bring Robin free pizza in exchange for free ice cream.

Robin and I hadn’t been the best friends in school, but that was from a lack of classes together, not anything personal. We had both been in AP English together last year and since neither of us knew many people there we were often partners, but apart from that, we only had a casual friendship. Mainly we just recognized another tired out nerd working hard at a minimum wage job, and we respected that and since then, we were becoming better friends.

But now when I stop by Steve is there, in that stupid sailor's uniform and with his hair, God his hair. It was making it hard to focus at work, and it was a struggle not to stop by scoops every day. The last two nights I’ve worked until close and Scoops closes an hour earlier than we do, so I haven’t had a chance to stop by, meaning that tonight I was free to go after work.

I walked over after my shift with two pizzas in hand to find no one standing at the counter this time. “Hello… Anybody home?”

Steve jumped up from the ground where he had been hiding behind the counter. “Oh, sorry, didn’t hear you come in. Robin, it's our favorite customer!” He yelled at the back door. He turned back to me and smiled, god his smile. “And how can we help you today?”

Robin quickly popped out the shuttered window from the back. “You got the Hawaiian pizza?”

“As always,” I held up the box for her.

“Yes!” She fists pumped as she ran around the front to take it from me, sitting down at a nearby booth with it.

���Gross,” Steve scrunched up his face in disgust, “who likes pineapple on pizza?” Robin only flipped him off as she continued eating her pizza.

“I like pineapple on pizza,” I added in, smiling to piss him off. He gave me the same disgusted face he gave Robin. “But it’s okay, I know you don't, that's why I brought you stuffed crust pepperoni.”

He smiled and clapped his hands like a child and took the box from me, setting it to the side on the counter. “Ok, I haven’t forgotten yet, what would you like in return?”

“I’ll just take a scoop of salted caramel in a cone.”

He rolled his eyes. “Come on, that’s it? You brought us two pizzas, you must want more?”

“Fine, make it two scoops.”

“I’m making it three in the big cone.” He said, not happy with my answer.

“Fine, if you have to twist my leg.” I laughed.

We all sat down, enjoying our food at the booth. Steve and Robin laughed and bickered, and I only wished that for once I could hang out with Steve outside either of our workplaces. I loved these moments, but god I smelt like pepperoni and my uniforms were always stained and nasty after a shift. There was no helping it in the kitchens. And then there was my hair and face, it’s hot in the kitchen during the summer and I have to wear those stupid hats and always have my hair pulled back. I don’t wear makeup to work because I’ll only sweat it off. If only he could for once see me at my best and not at my worst all the time.

“You in there, pizza girl?” Robin snapped at me.

“What, yeah, just off in outer space.”

“Oh well, Steve asked you if you work tomorrow?”

My mind raced, why? To ask me to hang out? To ask me on a date, or just general curiosity? “No, actually, I don’t. I have the whole week off, actually.”

“Oh, sounds fun, any special plans?”

“Yeah, I’m leaving this weekend for a family trip and I just decided to take the whole week off and chill with friends.”

“Guess we gotta pay for pizza this week then, Robin.” He laughed. I deflated slightly, of course he wasn’t trying to ask me out, that was just over thinking.

“Hey I should get going, it’s getting late.”

“Well hey if you want any ice cream this week, stop by we’ll hook you up.” Robin said, smiling.

“Thanks.”

Steve’s perspective

“Any special plans?” Robing mocked, “that doesn’t sound creepy at all.”

I placed my head in my hands, “yeah I know, I just didn’t know what to say, it was weird. I could just jump in and ask her out, had to check if she was busy first.”

She rolls her eyes and walks around to the back only to come back with her stupid board, adding another tally to the “you suck” side.

“Thanks” I groan.

“Well hopefully she comes back this week, and you can try again.”

(Y/n)s perspective

“I’m bored,” Carter said, climbing out of the pool. I rolled my eyes, but Jamie set up from her lounge chair. “Yeah me too.”

“What? Come on, guys, we've barely been here an hour. It’s hot, and we have a pool, how are you bored?”

“Don’t get me wrong, we love the pool, but we aren’t outdoorsy people. We want air conditioning.”

“Fine, how about we go to the mall?” I suggested, totally for no personal gain or agenda.

“Yeah, that doesn’t sound too bad right about now.” They agreed.

“If we’re going out in public, I have to change first.” If I’m doing this, I’m doing this right. I’m not a superficial girl, but I know an opportunity when I see one. I quickly put on my shorts, that tank top my mom didn’t like and fixed myself up a bit.

“Oh come on, you didn’t really need to completely change?” Carter argued.

“I like looking my best, is that a crime?”

“It does when I don’t get to go home and change.”

“You’re the one who was bored.” Jamie laughed.

We all hopped in my car and drove to the mall. I waited until we had hit a few stores before I proposed lunch at the food court. When we were done, I stopped outside of Scoops.

“I’m just going to pop in and say hi to a friend.” They gave me a questionable glance as they looked inside. They both knew about Steve and only laughed when they saw them.

“Oh now I see why you did all that. Well, in that case we’ll be over there, try to get us some free ice cream if you can. I, personally, like rocky road.”

“Oh me too!” I flipped them both off as they laughed.

The store was a lot busier than when I came in after work. Almost every booth was filled, but Steve was at the counter and only two people stood between me and him.

I waited patiently, trying to keep my nerves down, finally it was my turn. He didn’t look up from the register at first. “Ahoy, welcome to scoops, how can I help you?” he said emotionlessly as he counted the money in the drawer.

I paused to think what to say, “yeah just one scoop of the salted Caramel in a cone and two Rocky roads.”

He continued looking down, “that’ll be $8.47”. He held his hand out for the money and finally looked up. “Oh, hey (y/n), you’re here.” He paused for a while. “Wow, yeah you uh clean up nice, I uh how can I help you?”

“I’m just stopping in with my friends, and I was hoping to get some ice cream, two rocky roads and…”

“Salted caramel, three scoops in a large cone. I got it.” He winked.

“Hey is Robin here?”

“Yeah she’s on break in the back. Robin! (Y/n)s here!”

I heard some shuffling, then she popped her head out the window again. “Hi (y/n), you look good today.”

“Thanks.”

“Steve, stop staring at her and make the ice cream we got customers waiting in line.” She added before closing the window shut. He scolded her under his breath as he went to make the ice cream. I tried to hide my excitement over the idea he was staring at me.

He handed me my ice cream, which was much larger than the ones he handed me for my friends. “On the house.”

“Thanks, Stevie.” I said before turning to walk off.

“Hey, you still have to pay for your friends. I only give out free ice cream to my favorite customers.” He smirked. I could feel how much I was blushing, and I knew there was no hiding it. I paid for Jamie and Carters ice cream prepared to make them pay me back for it later, when Steve stopped me again. “Hey, I don't know when you intend to leave for this family vacation you got, but if you’re not busy, I’ve been thinking about trying out this movie theater over here. I haven’t been since the mall opened, and it could be fun.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck.

I could barely breathe, “I leave tomorrow morning, but I’m free tonight.”

“Tonight it is then, how about we meet here at 8:00?”

“Sounds perfect.” I said, taking my ice cream before I fainted in front of him.

“It’s a date.” He called out as I left the store, and I nearly squealed once the door was shut behind me.

[xpeachesncream]

bands | twelve

[ series masterlist ]

summary: jeon jungkook has it all: the looks, the fame, the money, the women. being considered the sexiest man in the industry, he finds no complaints about the way his life is going nor does he find any reason to apologize for the way he approaches it. he is a force to be reckoned with - until he meets you.

pairing: stripper!reader x idol!jjk

genre: (18+) strip club/nightlife au, post grad au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 4.2k

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, insecurities, some overthinking, introducing you to fluffy koo?! and i think we’re all familiar with the song at the end too 🥺

tags: @brightcolorsoffendme @min-nicoleee @eggbutnotyolk @ra-mun-e @miinoongi @jimidol @ppeachyttae @thebeebi @bluesharksandfish @kooafraid @liriaus @thisartemisnevermisses @ggukkieland @preciouschimine @sunniejinnie @cypheruby @cyb3rbab3 @masterlists101​ @awhnamjoon​ @redhedhoseok​ @wooya1224​ @taeismydeath @jikookiekosmos​ (please message me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

"Am I doing too much for shopping for a dress? He told me to dress nice and I honestly don't have an ounce of nice in my closet." You told Kai as you looked through the hangers on the rack.

"No, you're not doing too much. And I think you dress nice, but it's always good to have a few dresses in general, right?"

"Okay, okay. How about this?" You hold up a black knitted, off the shoulder dress that fell right above the knee. "It's too simple isn't it?"

"Simple is the best." He shrugs. "That's probably the best one I've seen so far and it'll look nice on you. Plus, you can just curl your hair or whatever girls do."

"Hm, okay." You chuckle, heading over to the register to pay for the dress. You had picked up Kai from school and quickly dragged him to the mall before dropping him off at Eric's. You might have tried on and looked at a few billion dresses since you've been here, but out of all those, this dress probably spoke to you the most. You didn't wanna be too flashy, or do too much, but you did want to put effort into tonight's date with Jungkook. You had butterflies in your stomach all day, and quite frankly, you were nervous for how tonight would turn out. You just wanted to look good for him, and you definitely wanted him to look at you like you were the only girl in the world. It might have been a big ask on your part, but if he was serious about this, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

"Let's get you some food before I drop you off."

"Can't I just stay at your place?"

"And watch me do my walk of shame in the morning? No thanks." He gives you a look before shaking his head.

"You're right, that's kind of weird." He does a fake shiver. "Kind of gross too."

"You started it." You snort. You make your way over to the food court, ordering Panda Express for a quick to-go meal. You could never go wrong with fried rice and their orange chicken. As you had ordered your food and waited for them to fill up your bowls, the two workers began to chat and you only overheard because—

"Did you hear? Jungkook is supposedly dating a stripper from that nightclub." You purse your lips into a fine line as you wait patiently for the food to be put into your bowls.

"I heard, but is it actually true? Why would he date a stripper?"

"I know, right? He could do so much better, why would he stoop that low?"

"My question is— how did a nobody like her get his attention?" The cashier turns to you and gives you a fake smile. "Anything else for you, love?"

"No." You shake your head, pay and take the food before walking away. You don't know why the words pain you so much, but you simply shake it off as you approach Kai who is waiting at a nearby table.

"Ready?" He looks up at you and tilts his head.

"You okay?"

"Mmm, yeah let's go."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm fine Kai. Really." You give him a nod, along with a fake, tight-lipped smile. He knows something's wrong, but he doesn't press you, especially after the way you responded. You quickly drop him off to avoid any unnecessary confrontation with your stepfather and make your way home. As soon as you touch base, you sit on your couch and.. you just quietly sit there. Suddenly, everything people had been saying was getting to you. Why did Jungkook want you? Why did he go for you and not anyone else?

Maybe they were right? You were just a nobody. Even if Jungkook did have feelings for you, you questioned if this was even going to last.

"God, Y/N." You groan at yourself, shaking the thoughts out of your head to start getting ready. Just because you brushed it off though, doesn't mean you had gotten over it. They were starting to pile up one by one, and one day, you felt like you were going to break and really let it get to you.

That day wasn't today, though. It couldn't be.

You looked at the dress after you slipped it on, staring at yourself in the mirror as you slipped on your heels. You fixed up your hair and added a dab of lipgloss before letting out a content sigh. You wondered if this would be enough for him. You always wondered if you were enough for him. Your stomach was in knots and this was the first time you felt sick to your stomach nervous.

"Hello?" Your phone suddenly rang, you grabbing it with a quickness.

"Hey, I'm outside." You furrowed your brows because his voice sounded a lot closer than it should be. You kept the phone to your ear as you opened the door, seeing Jungkook smiling with the phone pressed against his ear as well.

"Silly." You scrunched your nose as you hung up and put your phone down. You watched as he looked at you up and down, his eyes widening in admiration and awe.

"You look beautiful, Y/N." You blushed.

"Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself, Jeon Jungkook." He smiles. He was wearing a black and white striped button up, black slacks, boots and a fitted black blazer. His black hair hung loosely over the sides of his face, natural waves coming in and giving it a little volume.

"Ready?" He holds out his hand for you to intertwine your fingers with his.

"You know, you didn't have to come upstairs." You smiled up at him.

"Mm, but that takes away from the complete experience, sweetheart." He grabs your purse and your small duffle bag [since he politely requested for you to bring a change of clothes] to carry it for you as you head down the steps and to his car. You loved the smell of his car, as oddly as that sounds. He always had a fresh strip of that Black Ice car freshener hanging from his rear view mirror that reminded you of his scent so much. "Seatbelt on?" You nod as he starts the car and locks his free hand with yours once again.

"Where are you taking me?" You playfully ask.

"Don't worry about it." He chuckles. "However, I want you to know we won't be out in public. Not because I don't wanna show you off, it's only because I don't want anyone to bother us." You nod.

"Okay." You appreciate his honesty, your what if's and insecurities slowly drifting away the more Jungkook talks to you, touches you. You always thought it was cute how careful he was with you, treating you like you were the most delicate thing in the world and that he had to take care of you in every way possible.

You realize that you're making your way to his luxury apartment building [his own, not the dorms] and you're a little confused as to why you had gotten all dressed up and fancy if you were just going back to his place. However, you didn't say anything to allow the plans to do the talking for you. You trusted him with this, and you feel like Jungkook really hasn't given you a solid reason to not trust him at this point in your 'relationship.'

You didn't know what to call it yet.

He parks his car in his usual spot, and immediately runs over to open your door and help you out. He gathers your bags from the back and hangs onto them as his other hand is resting against the small of your back. He brings you to the very top floor, where there aren't necessarily apartments but moreso conference and party rooms and you can tell strictly by the way each room has double doors.

"Uh, this exists?" Jungkook chuckles.

"Other idols live here too, gives them a way to do shit without having to step outside and have people in their business." You nod.

"Does this mean your dorm is like this too?" He nods.

"Yup, just another luxury apartment building. Few things differ but for the most part, they're the same." You shrug.

"Must be nice."

"It's alright." He stops in front of double doors towards the end of the hallway. "Close your eyes for me, please? Just for a quick minute." You smirk before doing what you're told and closing your eyes. You hear the doors open, and Jungkook's hand is retreating down onto the small of your back. He's guiding you as you walk in, but stops after a couple of steps. "Open?" You open your eyes and softly gasp at the sight in front of you. The entire half of the wall was strictly windows, so you had a good view of the city in front of you. What caught your eye the most though was all the pink and red shades of rose petals along the floor, lining your way to the dining table in the center of the room. Along with it were little tealight candles and balloons along the way, with speakers softly playing music in the background. The room looked so big having one table in the center, just for the two of you. The center table was drenched in white table cloth, with tall white candles in the middle and a single rose as its centerpiece.

"Jungkook?!" You slightly shriek. "Oh my god, what is this?"

"Date night, sweetheart. Had to make it worthwhile since we're not out in public." He smiles and takes your hand. "Come on, let's go eat. I know you're hungry." He pulls out your chair and has you sit before he situates himself in front of you and tucks your bags underneath the table.

"Thank you." You give him a soft, cute smile. You're not sure how else you can show your appreciation for all the effort he put in, but you were happy. "I-I really don't know what I did to deserve all this effort from you." He shakes his head.

"What do you mean? You didn't have to do anything. I wholeheartedly just wanted to do this for you." He smiles, his dimple poking out from the bottom corner of mouth.

"Well, thank you again. I really do appreciate everything you do for me." He scrunches his nose before looking up at the waiter, who was ready to serve you two either a bottle of Jungkook's favorite red wine or white wine.

"You like sweet or bitter?"

"Sweet." You shyly said as he signaled for the waiter to pour the white wine before thanking him as he left you two to your piece.

"So, dinner is a 3 course meal made by a friend of mine."

"A friend, ey?" He nods, knowing full well he hired one of the most popular chefs around to prepare dinner for you two.

"I hope you like it. I asked him to make it special." You chuckled.

"I'm sure I will." You sipped on your wine. Over time, the salad appetizer came out, followed by the main course meal. You both had dug in pretty quietly, Jungkook chiming in about random things with you reacting appropriately to the topics he brought up.

"So, did you figure out what you were gonna do for Kai?" You shrug.

"He's gonna go to the arcade and I'll buy him Loco Moco."  You snort. "That sounds terrible, doesn't it? For an 18th birthday?" You frown.

"No, not if that's what he wants. Why don't you come over my place and I can make it for him? He can take over my gaming consoles if he wants, too."

"That's asking for too much."

"But you're not asking, I'm asking."

"Would you mind? He really does want to meet you."

"No I don't mind. It's on Saturday, yeah?"

"Yup." He nods.

"Schedule isn't as packed for a bit."

"Hm, okay. If you say so."

"Just let me know when to start making it and I'll make sure I make the time."

"Okay." You nod. "Hey, you have an older brother, don't you?"

"Yeah, but we aren't as close. Which is why it's nice to see you and Kai together. It's pretty comforting."

"May I ask why?"

"He just always thinks I'm a troublemaker, or that I rebel too much. We just have different mindsets, that's all."

"Did you guys fight a lot when you were younger?" He nods.

"Sure did." He points to the scar on his cheek and laughs. You lean over to run your finger over it before sitting back into your chair.

"That looks like a deep cut."

"That's because it was. He beat my ass over his turn on the computer." You chuckle.

"Sorry, that must have hurt."

"Eh, nothing I couldn't get over. But yeah, that's pretty much my relationship with my brother."

"How about your parents?" He shrugs.

"They think the same way. I try to be on their good side but they like to remind me about what I used to do or how I live my life." He forks into his food. "Like my tattoos. They hated that shit. Probably still do."

"I'm sorry, Jungkook."

"No, don't be. It is what it is. I really do try, but sometimes it gets tiring. I don't go home often because of it."

"Hmm." You hum. "You know, I always thought you were such a social butterfly."

"Me?" He laughs. "No."

"But you look so confident on stage. So happy."

"I am happy on stage, but it's kind of just that. I do what I need to do, especially for the fans and all. Don't get me wrong though, I love it. But behind the scenes, I'm not much of a talker, or someone who shares a lot. I like to keep it that way. I don't like getting too close to people and letting people into my bubble and vice versa. Gets complicated."

"So, what about me?" You look at him, curiosity filling the look in your eyes.

"I like you, and I want you in my bubble. You aren't complicated."

"How do you know that for sure? I can kick and scream and throw tantrums. And-and have attitude." You say, making him laugh and shake his head. "I can be complicated."

"I doubt it. Can't see an ounce of it. You can try, but I'm sure it won't be like the way you explain it to be." He looks at you. "All I'm saying is that I really like you, Y/N. I want you around me. You keep things so simple and sweet, and I've already started to appreciate the small things from being around you. It's something I used to overlook before we met. All the small things, the little joys in life. You make me look at things in a different perspective, I guess is what I'm trying to say." He cutely shakes his head at how he just rambled on, making you blush.

"It really makes me happy to hear that." You finished up the food on your plate, blushing as you wiped the corners of your mouth and fiddled with your fingers.

"So, did you ever think you'd be here after all the times you played so hard to get at the club?"

"No, definitely not. I mean, even in general." You tilted your head while looking at him.

"Are you happy to be here?" He asks shyly, his doe eyes wide and puppy-like.

"Of course I am."

"That's all that matters to me." He says, beaming from ear to ear. The waiter brings over the dessert, which is a sampler plate of 5 different cakes/cheesecakes. Your eyes light up because who fucking doesn't love dessert? You immediately go to town, yelling out your 'yum's' and 'ooh's' every bite you take. Jungkook laughs watching you happily eating away, giving him leverage to feed you a spoonful of the dessert on the plate closest to his end.

"I'm so full. That was so, so good." You finish your wine after one last bite of the dessert and sink back into your seat.

"Yeah? I'm glad you enjoyed it." He puts his napkin down on the table after wiping his mouth, then gets up, holding out his hand for you to take. You look at him, a little confused as to what he was trying to do, but you take it anyway. "May I have this dance with you, pretty lady?" You smile and nod, swinging your arms around his neck as he holds you closely against him by the hips.

"Jungkook?"

"Yeah?"

"I really appreciate you. Thank you for taking such good care of me."

"You're absolutely welcome, baby." The pet name sends goosebumps raging throughout your body, your forehead pressing against his. "You're special to me, you know? I can't really explain it just yet, but just know that every single thing that I've done for you has been worth it." You give him a small smile as you quietly dance to the music, your bodies pressed warmly together as you hold each other close. He softly sings along with the music, causing you to giggle every now and then when he showed off his cute facial expressions. After a song has passed, he presses his lips against your forehead, making you shut your eyes at the sensation of his soft lips against your skin.

You just wanted him as much as he wanted you. You were so undeniably attracted to him, just as much as he with you.

"I have one more thing to show you." He says as he grabs your bags underneath the table.

"One more thing, huh?" He suddenly gets shy, shaking his head and chuckling to himself as he grabs your hand and leads you out of the room. You start climbing up the stairs instead of taking the elevator, going up about 3 more flights before Jungkook is climbing over the gate that blocks off the last flight the leads to another door. "Jungkook, is this illegal?!" He snorts as he waits for you to meet him at the door.

"Why would it be here if it was illegal?"

"But it was--" He opens the door, bringing you out to the rooftop to look at the entire view of the city ahead as the sun was getting ready to fully rest below the horizon. "Ohhhh shit, it's a beauty." You say in awe, walking over to the railing to take everything in. You expected Jungkook's body to press against yours from behind, however it doesn't. You find yourself looking for him, turning over your shoulder to see him quietly blowing up a balloon before smiling cutely at you and bringing it over. "A balloon?" You cocked your head to the side in confusion.

"This is gonna sound dumb and cheesy, but it was really the one thing I could think of to help put things into perspective. I want you to write everything you're worried about, everything you've been thinking about, all that negative shit." He hands you the balloon with a sharpie, causing you to laugh.

"Where did you even hide this stuff?"

"In my pocket." He scrunched his nose, his teeth piercing his bottom lip as he let out a soft, tiny laugh. You do as he says though, writing out all the negative shit that had been clouding your mind lately - Eric, worrying about Kai and him going off to college soon, your image, just to name a few. You wrote it all out as Jungkook stood behind you, resting his chin on your head as his arms wrapped around your neck.

"Okay, I think that's it."

"Mmkay, let it go." He nods towards the view in front of him. You let the balloon go, watching it dance around with the light breeze, flying farther and farther away as it does so. "I don't want you to worry about any of that when I'm around. I know the world hasn't exactly been the nicest to you, but I want you to know that I'm gonna do my best to keep you safe. You and Kai." You smile to yourself as your body sinks into his, the both of you just enjoying the view and the moment, which ultimately turns into a fun, playful competition as to who can spot more landmarks than the other.

After you both had spent a good amount of time watching the sun fully sink below the horizon, he took you back downstairs to his apartment, placing your bags off to the side of his room. You slipped out of your heels, sighing contently at the feeling of your feet being out of the heels after so long. You had no idea how you lasted at the club like this, it felt like it was such a long time ago.

"Baby." Jungkook says, coming in from the living room.

"Huh?" You look up at him as you set your heels aside neatly. The nickname was something you knew would take awhile for you to get used to, especially if it was used outside of the bed. It was moreso of a 'i can't believe he's actually calling me baby' kind of thing. He's actually calling me baby instead of my first name. I'm baby.

"Look, I bought this projector but I wanted to wait until you were here so we could try it." He begins fiddling with this little mini projector he bought, connecting it to the tv and doing all these technical handyman things that you weren't really sure of.

"What movie are you going to put on?"

"That's a good question."

"I'll let you figure it out." You say, rubbing your arm, eyeing his closet. "You're the one who knows all the good stuff."

"No I—"He turns to look at you, catching you eyeing his closet. "Babe."

"Hm?" You return your attention towards him, watching as he laughs at you.

"Do you want a shirt or something?" You nod shyly. "Then go get it. You don't have to ask or act all shy about it."

"But it's your shirt."

"Whatever is mine is yours too." He turns back to the tv, scrolling through his apps to find the best movie to put on. You slowly walk into his closet, eyeing all the clothes he has, taking in the scent of his shirts as you them by. You lock eyes on a random Carhartt longsleeve folded nicely on one of his shelves and start slipping the sleeves down your arms so you can easily step out of your dress. "I think—" Jungkook stops in his tracks as he sees you starting to slip out of your dress. You turn your head to look at him over your shoulder, watching as he approaches you with his hands in his pockets. You feel his hands against your arms, his lips gently pressing a kiss against your shoulders.

"You think what?" You smile softly at him as he presses another kiss against your jawline before gently turning you to face him.

"I think I found a movie you'll enjoy." He lifts your chin to kiss you on the lips. You smile into the kiss before pulling away and nodding.

"Okay, that sounds good."

"Find a shirt you like?" You point at his longsleeve and he nods.

"Nice. That's one of my favorites."

"Oh, then I'll just pick something else if—"

"Why? I don't mind. Go for it." You silently nod before turning around to slip out of your dress and slip the shirt on. Jungkook changes into his pajamas behind you, following you into his bed shortly after.

"Oh my god." You laugh seeing Always Be My Maybe projected against the wall. "You asked Kai if I've watched this yet, haven't you?"

"Nooo." He lies, silently giggling to himself.

"You liar! You knew I've had this on my list and that I haven't gotten around to watching it."

"Don't know what you're talking about, sweetheart. Just pure coincidence." He says, leaving the room to grab water and shut off his living room lights. He shuts the door to his room, immediately putting the water down onto the nightstand before slipping under the sheets with you.

"Mhm." You eye him suspiciously as he wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close to lay on his chest.

"Mhm." He mocks you, laughing before kissing you on the head. "Ready?"

"Have been. Surprised you didn't know that."

"Mmm, baby catches on quick I see." You smack his chest, cuddling up tighter against him as the movie starts. Tonight was the night that really solidified where you were at with him, because after dinner, you highkey expected him to take you home and fuck you senseless [which you weren't opposed to], but he kept it sweet. Delicate. Cute. A serious, date night to show you what you really meant to him. This wasn't just some plan to woo you and get you in your pants and keep you as the exclusive fuckbuddy - no, this was Jungkook really confessing where he stood with you, and vice versa. As you cuddled against him, you saw a lot of his cute, nerdy sides poking out whenever he would comment on certain things that came up on the movie. For the first time, you heard his really loud, obnoxiously cute laugh that you instantly fell in love with. You were with Jungkook, and you were seeing a whole side of him that many people didn't really see.

And for that, you were grateful.

can i call you baby? can you be my friend? can you be my lover up until the very end? let me show you love, oh, no pretend, stick by my side even when the world is caving in

track eleven: at my worst (remix) - pink sweat$ & kehlani

[espship18]

Monsta X comforting you after a bad day at work | Retail Edition

So, tomorrow is black friday- aka the most horrible time of the year. So this post is to all my kings and queens who work retail(and those who have gone through the torment)  Please be kind to service workers- don’t be an ass, we handle your money, lol. Enjoy~

Shownu: Well it finally happened- a Karen called corporate on you. Now, no worries, luckily you have a manager that is supportive so you didn’t get in trouble! But that of course doesn’t make you any less furious. You’d alert Shownu by slamming the door shut- he’d come right to you and hold you. You’d be ranting too fast for him to say anything, and he’s okay with that! He’d take you to your shared bed and let you get all your anger out- you normally don’t snap like this. When you’re calm, he’ll cuddle you til you fall asleep for a nap~

Minhyuk: You have a lot of tolerance for your management but one particular day you’d get pushed over the edge. Your display projects got rejected, customers trampled on top of you, AND your time off request was rejected for being “short-staffed”. You lost your shit and went home early. It’d be a nice surprise for Minhyuk, until you started crying out of frustration. Hyuk would sit you on the couch, wipe your tears away, and give you positive affirmations. Bonus points if he asks to see your display ideas too!

Wonho: Never in your life did you think you would have to clean up fecal matter as an adult- but here you are. And you don’t get paid enough to do it either. Now here you are a couple hours later, still sick to your stomach hovered over the toilet. You came home in silence but Wonho left you be, only coming to give you a cold towel, and a little snack to get your sugar back up. He’d also clean the whole apartment for you! Living with a boy can be pretty gross, so the last thing he’d want you to have to go through is washing dirty undies, no thanks~

Kihyun: Being a retail employee is hard- but being a manager can be a lot harder. Today was absolutely horrible because FOUR of your employees called off. When Kihyun read the frantic “i have no staff” text you sent him, he knew exactly what to do. He came to your work place with your favorite drink non-alcoholic bc you’ll get fired and lunch from your favorite place in the food court. He’d eat lunch with you of course, he wouldn’t just leave you to eat on your own! Then when you get home, there’d be a bath drawn just for you to relax in~

Hyungwon: Screaming children, rude customers, and long lines- saying you’d be overstimulated is an understatement. When you called Hyungwon while on your break, hiding in the bathroom in silence as long as you could so he could help you calm down. Coming home after that long day, your shared apartment was turned into a healing space: warm lights, calming scented candles, and all of your favorite blankets and pillows that smell like Hyungwon. He’d give you some space to relax and breathe, and he’d follow up with cuddles.

Jooheon: When Jooheon came home and you jumped when he opened his arms to greet you, he knew something was wrong. After apologizing for scaring you, you explained you had a psycho customer who nearly got physical with you over a sale. Jooheon obviously became furious- since people nowadays are THAT crazy. What made it worse is that your employer wouldn’t let you take the next day off to recover. Obviously that pissed Jooheon off- so with a few phone calls, Jooheon managed to get you the day off as you rightfully deserve it!

I.M/Changkyun: You came home extremely heated- you finally snapped at your toxic co-worker. You were fed U P. This particular co-worker would always try to mess with you and purposely poke fun at you to get a reaction, which you had a tolerance for until their ignorant babbling made you snap. You didn’t get in trouble, thank goodness, and you have Changkyun’s support 110%. He would be SO proud of you for standing up for yourself btw! It takes courage to do that, sooo as a reward, he would take you out for dinner and a mini-shopping spree!

idk about you but i found comfort in this since i too have been through all this, lol, lemme know if you’d want more groups with this concept! my ask box is always open

-STA

[weeb-writor]

Bakugou Meets his Future Kids

Hiya! Long time no see! So I’ve been gone a while and today I was actually supposed to post the last part in the Aizawa mini series. That wont happen today because unfortunately even though me and my whole family have been super safe and only go to work and home I did test positive for Covid-19. I'm okay though just really drained and this was easier for me to finish. I'm hoping to have the Christmas fic up by the 28th at the latest, so sorry about that! For now I hope you can enjoy this! The kids do call reader mommy but there is no assigned gender! Anyone, any gender can be a mom!

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Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

He meets his kids from the future in a troubling way

Words: 1896

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It was supposed to be a normal day and it was for about 10 seconds. About 11 seconds in Bakugou had somehow been wrapped into a trip to the mall with most of the class. Bakugou prided himself on being a strong immovable boulder but when you asked could he come… lets say he had a temporary weakness. Now here he was at the food court as you all argued over what to eat.

“Is there a place that sells soba?” Todoroki asked.

“Even if there is, we aren't eating there! You always eat that!” Mina said, pointing at the boy who looked back a little deflated.

“I think we’ll be okay getting soba, his obsession with soba is super cute!” you said with a small laugh. This had Bakugou craning his neck. Only ever eating one thing was not cute, how could you think that!

“Like hell we are, Come on Y/n were getting a burger.” Bakugou said standing and pulling you away you didn't get far before you all heard someone crying and yelling. You and the rest of the class looked at each other once before you dashed in the direction of the cries. Arriving on the scene you see 3 kids surrounding a boy who was crying while one was holding back a girl who seemed to be crying in anger. 

“Hey what the hell is going on here?” Kirishima said in a scolding tone. The kids turn around and pale probably recognizing the group of soon to be Pro-Heroes.

“Nothing we should be going, later losers.” The kids said quickly scattering into the crowds at the mall. The girl quickly ran to the boy's side still crying.

“It's alright, you don't have to cry, I have a first aid kit if that helps.” You said trying to console the kids. At your voice both of the kids looked up at you before tackling you in a crushing hug, sobbing even more. You looked up at your class confused; they only shrugged at you.

“Mommy! I'm sorry, I took Hiroyuki from school and we followed you and then we got hit with that big scary guy's quirk and then we ended up here and we been here for like 2 days. I'm sorry!!” The girl cried, rubbing her eyes furiously.

“Uh um sweetheart, I'm sorry you got lost but my teachers will help you. We’ll find your parents I promise.” You said rubbing her checks.

“But you're our mommy.” The young girl sniffled.

“I'm not, you must be confused. I'm L/n.” You said, smiling at them as they seemed to tear up.

“That's not funny mommy, stop joking right now.” The girl said, shaking her head, more tears spilling from her eyes.

“Sorry kid they aren't joking, L/n doesn't have any kids.” Denki said, crouching to meet her eyes.

“Are you mad cause we didn't listen? Are you gonna send us away?” The girl said, beginning to cry even more.

“Stop making my sister cry!!” The boy said with tears in his eyes, the tears were short lived as explosion went off all around them. Everyone looked at Bakugou who was quietly watching

“It's not me, it's one of them.” He said with his teeth gritted. The class didn't have time to figure it out as the explosion stopped and they saw their teacher next to them.

“It’s always something with you guys. Hey kids I'm gonna need you to come with me so we can sort this out.” He said offering his hands to them which they didn't hesitate to take. The walk back to the school was relatively short and quiet. Now they were all sitting outside of recovery girls office waiting on some kind of news.

“I think i know what's happened. They kept calling you mom, right?” You nodded at her with a small smile.

“Well while I was trying to heal them I asked them some questions to make sure their heads were on straight. Their answers were very much incorrect to us but also not completely insane. For Example Dynamight, Deku, and Shoto are all top 10 heroes. The league of villains are no more and I'm dead. I examined their bodies and it seems they were hit with a time travel quirk from the looks of it. Not sure when it will wear off but my best recommendation is for them to remain under L/n and Easerheads care, I will check for any signs of it wearing off, every other day.”

“Huh? Is Easerhead their dad! Do you and L/n get married in the future?! That's kind of kinky…” Mineta said with a gross smile

“No, you creepy child. It seems they do like him though.” Recovery girl said with a sigh. You thanked her and went into the room.

“Hey, did recovery girl explain what happened to you guys?” You said as you approached them.

“Uh huh she said we went in the past to where you and papa were students. Like in the pictures on the walls.” The girl said.

“Mhm very good, so can you tell me your names? Then we can go hang out with my friends and eat something!” You said with a smile.

“Hiroyuki…” the boy mumbled.

“I’m Kaori!” The young girl cheered at you. You thanked them and guided you out the door and found your friends and teacher waiting. You led them to the dorm lunge where food was waiting on them.

“So which one of you have an explosion quirk?” Kirishima said as the kids were eating.

“We both do, kind of.” The girl said absentmindedly. “Mom says I make explosions from the heat of the food I eat, I like spicy stuff.” She said with a smile.

“Oh okay cool! But no spicy stuff for you.” Denki laughed at the girl who wasn't exactly happy.

“What about you, little guy?” Sero asked the younger one. The little boy looked at Sero before burying his face in his hands and shaking his head.

“Yuki, has a really cool quirk! Mom says he works like a gas stove! He leaks this stuff that's like propane! Then he can ignite it based on how he is feeling! Angry or emotional means bigger explosions! It comes from his pores or his hand.” The girl chimed in for her brother. He was upset at her words and ran to Aizawa.

“Sorry, we didn't mean to make you uncomfortable!” Mina said as she couched to the level of the boy who further hid his face into Aizawa legs.

“It's okay, kid, Bakugou has an explosive quirk, it's cool!” Denki said with his flashy smile.

“We don't care about that old man's quirk!” The girl said fresh tears on his face.

“What’d you say you little brat?! I’m not an old man!” Bakugou roared back to Kaori.

“You are a mean old man and I hate you! Its all your fault I'm stuck here without my real mom and papa! I hate you! I hate you so much Papa!” The little girl roared back before running back to you crying.

“Papa?” Kirishima echoed quietly.

“Kaori, you shouldn't yell at people or tell them you hate them it's a mean and strong word.” You said crouching down to her level and stroking her cheek.

“B-but it's all his fault. He said me and Hiroyuki were weak and and we couldn't do much because we're kids and it's best for us to stay out of Hero’s way! Like were burdens!” She said growing further agitated.

“And I was right, you followed your mom and you both got hurt when you shouldn't have been near the battle anyway.” He said with a frown.

“But that doesn't mean we are useless and can't do anything by ourselves! WE ARENT DUMB!” She yelled back at him.

“Future me didn't say you were dumb, he, I just want you to be safe. It's best for you and your brother to stay out of the way for now. However, that doesn't mean your a burden or dumb.” Bakugou said seriously. The little girl didn't say anything further and just threw herself into her your arms. Hiroyuki came from in between Aizawa’s legs and also threw himself at you.

“Okay enough mingling for today I guess, time for bed! I’ll be right back guys.” You said as you carried both kids off to your dorms with surprising grace. Once you were gone the group turned to Bakugou.

“Papa, huh Bakugou?!” Denki said with a chuckle.

“It's too surprising! I didn't even know you had a crush on L/N!” Mina said with a pout.

“Really? it was pretty obvious Bakubro had a crush though. Literal tiny explosions go whenever L/n is near.” Kirishima said with a cute head tilt.

“The hell they do.” Bakugou said angrily.

“No they do, I’ve had to stop them a few times now.” Aizawa said with his weird grin.

“I can't believe it though, they are so cute! Kaori is so much like you and I cant believe Hiroyuki’s quirk is so kickass!” Sero said rubbing the back of there necks.

“Well of course they got kickass quirks. With me and L/N as parents there’s no way they wouldn't!” Bakugou said flushed red.

“I'm just glad you cleared up everything with them. It would be pretty bad if they went back mad at the future you, or thinking something damaging like that.” Deku said with a sigh. Finally you were back with no kids, at least it looked like you didn’t have kids.

“So this parenting shit is pretty hard!!” You said as two figures came from behind your legs. They blushed before pointing to Bakugou and then back at your dorm.

“Use your words.” Bakugou said, cocking an eyebrow at the flustered kids.

“Story, Papa.” Hiroyuki slurred out.

“I'm sorry for saying I hate you… I didn't mean it.” The young girl said softly

“You better be, that's a strong word. Now let's go to bed.” Bakugou said nonchalantly as he picked up both kids and walked back to your dorm. The kids remained with you two for about a week and half. You learned lots like you and Bakugou have twins on the way and still want at least one more. Hiroyuki loves Aizawa because he is able to keep his quirk under control around him and they both have an addiction to cats. Bakugou is indeed amazing at everything except anger management. When they left it was during one of your cuddle sessions and boy did you cry like a baby.

BONUS:

“It’s been almost 2 weeks, where could they be?? What if they’re…” You said into Bakugou's chest.

“They’re fine, okay? Our brats are tough so wherever they ended up in time doesn't matter they’ll kick anyone's ass.” Bakugou said, trying to console you. You didn't get a chance to respond before you dogs went crazy at the knock at the door. You yelled for however it was to come in and you thought your mind was playing tricks on you.

“Don't worry they are just drowsy.” Aizawa said with the two kids in his capture weapon trailing behind him. Bakugou was the first to move and was on his knees, in tears in seconds.

“You idiots! Never, ever do that again.” He said hugging him like his life depended on it.

[isabellayourboyfriendshere]

Pepa woke up with a stifled groan. She felt awful! Not her usual type of awful where she felt upset with her Mama because she couldn't control her emotions nor was it a hangover type awful where everything, her head especially, hurt.

It was more the everything was churning in her stomach type of awful and she knew if she didn't find a bathroom SOON then she would need to clean up. Gagging as she felt bile raise in her throat Pepa rushed to the nearest toilet and emptied her stomach of last night's tortillas.

Coughing up the rest of what was in her mouth, Pepa could sense Felix come into the bathroom holding a glass of water. Saying nothing she was grateful for it and took a small sip, shuddering.

"Amor are you alright? This is the third morning in a row I've found you spewing your guts out" Felix observed sitting on the floor with his wife.

Pepa gave a sniff, blowing her nose "I don't know Felix I..."

She had a clue what was happening but she wasn't willing to believe it. From a young age she knew what happened when a mami and papi love each other very much, they took an oath, signed a waiver and the stork would deliver a baby. At least that's what she thought till she found out the actual truth which was, in her eyes, more complicated and gross.

She had held that belief till she was in her early twenties when Felix came along.

Felix was different than the other men Pepa had dated in the past. He was filled with laughter, music, rhythm and dance, he listened to her and didn't chide her when she had a cloud above her head or if she started a drizzle. Even their wedding he described as a "a joyous day" despite the hurricane.

They had been together for five years, courting for three and being married for two. Alma had started to ask about the little pitter patter of tiny Madrigal feet, making Felix choke on his drink and Pepa create a nervous storm cloud. Since then they had avoided the conversation entirely making up excuses when Alma mentioned it.

That was until their fourth year together, Pepa found she actually might WANT to have a baby, her own decision not her mother's. She began to talk with Felix earnestly getting him excited too, the thought of an actual infant becoming one they were both happy with.

Turning to Bruno, Pepa asked for a prophecy to see if their dream would become a reality. He had granted his hermana with a vision, a one of her and Felix embracing, holding a beautiful little miracle sometime in the future. Pepa was ecstatic, hugging Bruno as a rainbow filled the sky. As much as she liked to tease her hermano rata she also adored him even if the rats were creepy.

Telling Felix the good news the couple toasted with some wine, starting with one glass....then two...before ending the night drunk with fermented grapes and love.

That was two months ago.

As Pepa headed to the kitchen, she grimaced as she could smell breakfast, hot chocolate, changua and arepa con huevos. This was definitely odd...she usually loved the smell of food especially Julietta's cooking. But it just didn't sit right with her today, neither, the more she thought about it, the past week. It made her feel nauseous and queasy. She forced herself to eat some though ready for the day ahead.

Julietta was four months pregnant with her and Agustin's first child, a baby girl that Bruno had prophecised to be so beautiful, so perfect, so loved by all. It reminded Pepa of that story Mama would often tell them, the one of la Bella durmiente where a baby was born so perfect the evil witch put a curse on her forcing her into a 100 year slumber.

As she sat down at the table Pepa saw her siblings in deep conversation, only hearing snippets.

"I'm telling you there's another on the way.."

"What are you on about Brunito?"

Pepa cleared her throat, alerting the two adults.

"Pepa!" Bruno smiled, taking a bite of egg "We were just talking about you!"

Pepa raised a quizzical eyebrow "You were? Something good I hope?"

Julietta kissed her sister, pouring a cup of coffee "Let's just say... The nursery isn't going to be just the one baby"

Pepa stopped, a cloud appearing above. What? Was Julietta REALLY implying that she could be.... She shook the thought out of her head as well as the cloud. There was no way she was...

Taking a sip of the coffee Pepa stood up quickly to spit it in the sink. That was vile! Disgusting! It smelt like it had gone off ages ago!

Wait.. wasn't that a symptom? Thinking about it Pepa paled; she had all the symptoms Julietta had when she found out. The irritability, the tender breasts, the heightened smell and sickness.

Bruno was right.

After breakfast she excused herself, feeling a worried cloud appear.

"PEPA!"

She ignored it, knowing it was her mother ready to have a go at her. She wasn't in the mood, she just wanted to find Felix.

"Pepa, I'm talking to you, don't run away.." Alma started reaching out for her daughter only for her to pull away.

"Not NOW Mama!" Pepa said sounding exasperated as she climbed the stairs "I know I have a cloud, at least it's not worse!"

"I know about Bruno's vision."

That made Pepa turn around. She had tears in her eyes "You know?" She whispered feeling it drizzle "Who told you?"

Alma motioned to her daughter "You did, you're carrying yourself differently, you're glowing, I recognise those signs. Oh mi corazon" Alma said, cupping Pepa's face in her hands "If you need anything, ANYTHING, just let me know hm?"

Pepa nodded excitedly "Si Mama, I need to go find Felix... Know where he is?"

Alma pointed towards the courtyard "He's helping Agustin, at least he was five minutes ago"

Pepa squeaked excitedly heading back down the stairs "Gracias Mama!"

Felix wiped his brow, waving as he saw his Pepa run excitedly to him, catching him off guard as she kissed him deeply. "Amor, is everything okay?" He asked looking into her eyes.

Pepa nodded earnestly "It's more than okay mi Vida...in fact.." she placed his left hand onto her belly "We're both okay"

Both...BOTH? Felix let out a shaky laugh as he realised "What...when, how? I mean I know JOW but.."

"I've just found out myself amor...can you believe it? We're going to be parents!"

Felix felt tears in his eyes as he hugged his beloved, a slight warmth appearing. They were going to be a family.

So I wrote this slightly drunk and feeling broody but I think this would be so so cute? Like Felix is super excited to become a Papa and helping Pepa all the way through so when Pepa goes I to labour even when he's not there she FEELS his presence and had Dolores!