#so this is currently how I deal with life

[thedivinetarot]

But I’m your little cherry, honey We’re so high, we’re so high.

What will your relationship with your future spouse will be like?

☆ Here's how to chose your pile 🦪🦪🦪

☆ Note:

This is a general reading so take what resonates or use your intuition as a discernment tool.

This reading is applicable for future spouse or future partner. Do not use for crushes, someone you are briefly dating or someone on your mind or an Ex (we don't want you to get stuck further on them or "what could've been").

Pile 1 - Heart locket

☆ Current energy:

Hello there my dear people 💕. I hope you are doing well. Now let's put a note here (if the energy check did not resonate with you skip to the next part).

Now, I'm sensing that some of you are moving from their community into another. It can be literal or symbolic. I see that you guys have to move, change address and start a new life and if not then you are considering to do this move. At the same time there's this resistant to change, you fear change and you are holding to your comfort zone like it is a lifeline, you fear the unpredictability and the unknown that you are stuck on your own ways. I see that a masculine in your life caused you too much trouble, could be a father, spouse, current partner or a masculine you are dealing with in your day to day life. This person's energy is very malicious, they are manipulative, cunning and selfish. They like no one but themselves and they are full of themselves. They have a tendency to cross boundaries and not taking accountability for their actions. I think you have an allergy of some sort because I started sneezing and my throat became itchy. Also, your back I felt my back got numb and I feel cold all of sudden. I see that some of you are considering your best match or option if you are dating other people. I see that you want peace and healing more than anything else in this world. You want to move in with your person and have a happy and peaceful life with them. I see that you are someone who is very aware of their own journey and the risks along the way your guides what me to tell you that abundance is closer than you think and you'll reach to were you are meant to.

☆ Placements for you:

Leo, Sagittarius, Scorpio, Taurus, Aries. Dominant planets in your chart in Jupiter, Mars, Sun, Uranus. Sun or moon in the 1st, 5th, 9th, 8th, 2nd house in your chart.

☆ Your relationship with your future partner:

[ This pile is not for everyone so if you are not like I'm describing down below then chose another pile or skip this reading.]

Okay, before I start there's a message here for you which is "you have the power to shape your circumstances". I'm saying that because 100% of this relationship you'll be the one who is going to destroy it. In the Lenormand I got the lady which is referring to you beside trouble you are going to cause. I see that I mentioned above that you want peace but at the same time you are unhealed and stuck. And it's not the circumstances you want to end up in. But let's get into the reading; I see that your person is likely someone who is older than you and more patient with you, you'll probably chose that person because you think you have no options but you are wrong. This person will be very familiar to you, like a childhood friend or one of your family members. I see that this relationship will be very calm and peaceful in a boring way. Everything is mundane, no big changes, nothing at all. You probably won't be intimate with your partner often and they'll be the one to PUSH you into getting intimate with them (not in a manipulative way or anything they just need you more) but you'll be like no na-uh. I see that your partner won't hide anything from you, and they'll try to avoid clash with you as much as possible because you always seem on edge which will make them uncomfortable most of the time. It'll be super hard for you to show vulnerability or open to them about yourself or your struggles and you'll maintain a cold exterior in front of them. I'm sensing an INFJ, INTJ, ISTJ, INTP, ISTP vibe. You don't want to open up or get close to them emotionally and the marriage will happen because of reasons other than love, perhaps stability or children or money. I see that on the long run it'll become so exhausting for your partner to keep up with your cold attitude. You need to learn how to open up emotionally and be vulnerable because not all people are bad or mean or want to hurt you. I see also that this relationship will make your partner to feel stuck and abandoned. Especially their emotional and personal needs by you. That's so mean pile 1 why do you do this? Healing is possible and getting in a loving relationship is more realistic than people think. I see that you'll see this marriage as something you are forced on, perhaps your circumstances lead you to meet this person and marry them for reasons other than what you wish for. You'll make your person feel abandoned and denied and the problem is you have this ability to gaslight them into thinking that this is their problem and not yours (pls don't do that it's toxic).

☆ How will your partner treat you?

Your person will have golden retriever energy, they are so sweet and adorable. This person is very generous and structured, they'll make you feel like you are their entire world. They'll make you feel desired, wanted and deeply cared for. They'll get you out of your shell and make you more social and extroverted. They'll make you feel more confident in your body or ability to satisfy them sexually, emotionally, and mentally. They'll see a long term relationship with you. And will defend you when someone wrong you in front of everyone. They'll make you feel more hopeful, more optimistic and they'll travel with you and take you to museums, art galleries, sightseeings, cultural events and local historical places. They'll be the one who shine with excitement and passion. They are probably and ESFP, ESFJ, ENFP, ISFP, ENTP. They'll be like a magician, your magician, you ask for anything and they'll say "your wish is my command". That's weird I'm getting missionary position a lot (take what resonates). They'll make you feel so abundant and happy because they are a happy person with sweet, generous attitude so pls stop your cold attitude and treat them right.

☆ Placements for them:

Aries, Cancer, Pisces, Leo, Sagittarius, Gemini, Capricorn. Dominant planets in their chart is Saturn, Jupiter, Mars, Moon, Mercury. Sun or moon in the 1st, 4th, 5th, 9th, 3rd, 10th house in their chart. Possible aspects in their chart saturn-ascendant, Jupiter-ascendant, sun in the first house, Mercury in gemini.

Pile 2 - Boots

☆ Your current energy:

[ Disclaimer: it doesn't have to resonate with you, if you find that none of it resonated move to the next portion. Thank you💕]

I see that you were working on your self-esteem. But external circumstances or people especially in your family made you doubt who you are. I see that you thought that those people love or like you or want nothing but happiness for you. But you were struck by realizing that some of them are envying you and wishing to see you fail. I see that you started to realize that something unfair happens here. Perhaps you were the black sheep in the family or the sacrifice goat that no one pay attention to. I see that you used to see people for something that is not the real them and paint their faces with the colors YOU want to see them in. Someone here used to see potential in people instead of how trashy they treated you. I see that you were forced into solitude to see those people for who they are not their potential and that is growth my dears. You understood the assignment, the lessons of how life works and how much people in your life that were praying for your demise and failures instead of happiness and success. I see that you might received or will receive a message about someone's death in the family or a news of someone's death. This person's death probably made you contemplate your whole life and perhaps opened a path for you to seek freedom and find strength within. I see that someone in your life doesn't want to show you their true colors. They are hiding behind an innocent childish mask but be careful of them. They are not what you think.

☆ Placements for you:

Leo, pisces, Gemini, Libra, virgo. Dominant planets in pluto, mars, mercury, Saturn. A stallium in the 3rd, 5th, 6th, 7th, 12th house in your chart.

☆ Your relationship with your future partner:

Okay, right off the bat I'm sensing that this person will be very much rejected by you. I see that you won't see any potential for the relationship to develop because this person's energy or personality is quite not what you hoped or prayed for. I see that this pile are very dreamy and idealistic. They have their own values and views when it comes to love. Someone here dreams of the perfect love story but this is not quite what you'll get. Now I'm not saying you won't be emotionally fulfilled but the package won't be as you hoped or wished for. This person will make you laugh when they see you sad or tired. They are your own private jester who do their tricks and magic to amaze and make you laugh. I see that they will enjoy telling you a lot of words of affirmations. They might enjoy doing so. They can get a little impatient sometimes and accidentally get flirted with or flirt which will make you blow up on them and start arguing. I see that you might start doubting their loyalty, I'm seeing that the arguments are so hot and it'll probably end up by having sex. This person enjoy make up sex, they like get you angry and yell at them then they start kissing you and something lead to another and you two end up exhausted and sleep tell next morning. You two also will be very possessive and jealous towards one another. Your motto will be "what's mine is MINE" and you LOVE IT but not in a toxic way. Very much like TV series when the two main characters make love and one tell the other "you are MINE" and the other repeat "Yours, not anyone else's" while they pant and squirm. This marriage is Karmic, you two are destined to be in each other's life for the long haul. This relationship is a mix of dreaminess, fire, possessiveness and hot sex. This person will be very much committed to you early on and you will be the one who reject them until they make up your mind and you fell slowly for them. I'm not picking any age differences, like nothing at all so it is safe to say that they are your age. Also, this relationship will last for a lifetime possibly a long long time. You got 4 cards of the pentacles suits that refer to investment, long-term relationship and legacy.

☆ How will your partner treat you?

Your future spouse will make you feel deeply seen. Every disappointment you’ve carried, every time you were abandoned, ignored, or misunderstood they’ll notice it, and they’ll honor it. They won’t run from your wounds; instead, they’ll gently hold space for them. This is someone who sees past your guarded heart and recognizes the strength it took to become independent. They’ll understand that behind your solitude is someone who longs for depth, safety, and real emotional connection and they’ll choose to stay, to invest in that healing with you. There might be emotional confusion in the beginning, like you're speaking different emotional languages, perhaps due to past pain or differing expectations but with time and patience, that bond will grow stronger. It won’t be effortless, but it will be worth it. They’ll respect your autonomy and individuality, never trying to control you. Instead, they’ll see you as theirs. Not in a possessive, toxic way, but in a soulful, "you're my person" kind of way. Any jealousy they feel will come from deep love, not insecurity or control. I also see travel and movement as a theme between you two journeys for fun, for shared memories, maybe even a nomadic lifestyle together. You might find yourselves living in different cities or countries, creating a life full of adventure and freedom while still feeling grounded in each other. This person likely resonates with the personality of an INFJ, INFP, or ISFJ, someone deeply emotional, spiritually aware, and committed to love that’s rooted in understanding and loyalty.

☆ Placements for them:

Pisces, Gemini, Libra, Virgo, Aries, Taurus. Dominant planets in Mars, Saturn, neptune, jupiter. Stallium in the 12th, 6th, 2nd house in their chart. Venus in Scorpio, Libra, Taurus. Mercury in pisces.

Pile 3 - Virgin Mary

[ Disclaimer: This is a general energy check. Please if nothing resonated with you feel free to skip to the next portion. Thank you]

☆ Current energy:

Hello pile 3, how are you? I hope you are doing well❤. Your current energy speaks of emotional clarity rising from a period of detachment. There’s a sense that you've outgrown certain social dynamics or connections that once brought joy but now feel hollow. You're embodying emotional maturity and compassion, yet you’re no longer offering your energy freely you’re discerning now, observing, learning, and giving only to those who give back. You're healing by taking things slow, anchoring yourself in steady progress, and releasing old patterns or attachments that no longer serve you. The past may still linger at the edges of your thoughts, but you’re choosing not to be defined by it anymore. There’s a powerful readiness in you, a willingness to act when the moment is right, cutting through confusion with sharp clarity. There’s a beautiful shift happening around you, a soft stroke of luck, stability finding its way into your personal world, and a sense that you're being gently guided toward something comforting and familiar. A message or communication may arrive, possibly from a wise, feminine presence bringing with it a blessing or opening tied to fortune and grace. Beneath it all, you've endured deep transformation and heartbreak, but balance is being restored. Past deceit or tension, especially through words or unspoken conflict, is now being cleared. There’s movement ahead swift and unexpected change, possibly involving someone grounded and mature, bringing with them a shift that feels fated and fortunate.

☆ Placements for you:

Cancer, pisces, Virgo, Scorpio, Libra, Capricorn, Gemini, Taurus, Sagittarius. Dominant planets in mercury, moon, neptune. Venus-pluto aspects in the chart, as well as saturn-moon aspects. A stallium in the 4th, 6th, 7th, 8th house in the chart.

☆ Your relationship with your future lover:

This relationship with your future spouse will be anything but superficial, it’s a layered, soul-deep connection built on a blend of passion, effort, emotional security, and mutual growth. From the outside, people may sense the chemistry and stability you share, but few will understand just how much depth lies beneath the surface. There's a profound sense of being tethered to one another not out of control or obsession, but from an intense energetic bond that demands attention and care. It’s the kind of connection that challenges you, sharpens your boundaries, and teaches you how to be vulnerable without losing yourself. At times, the relationship may feel like a mirror to your deepest fears and strongest desires. There could be moments of jealousy, power dynamics, or emotional defensiveness, but those won’t be the core of the connection, they’ll simply be phases you work through together. Despite the weight of emotional or practical responsibilities, there’s also celebration, friendship, and joy woven throughout your dynamic. This is someone who’ll be protective of you, perhaps even a bit possessive, but with a steady devotion that makes you feel grounded. Their energy is serious, loyal, and dependable someone who shows love not just through words but through consistent action. This relationship may go through periods where communication feels blocked or misunderstandings linger longer than you'd like, yet truth and resolution always find their way back in. You’ll both learn how to pause, reflect, and then come back stronger. There’s also a sense of shared purpose here whether it’s creating a beautiful home, building a legacy, or growing together spiritually and emotionally. The emotional intensity is balanced by healing energy; this person will see the star in you even when you feel dim, and you’ll help them tap into their deeper magic as well. Together, you’ll break old patterns, shed unnecessary burdens, and step into a partnership that feels like a safe harbor after the storm. Despite the occasional confusion or emotional fog, the clarity and light always return. Your connection won’t be perfect, but it’ll be real, rich, and endlessly transformative.

☆ How will your future partner treat you?

Okay now let's see, Your future partner will treat you with a fierce sense of purpose and devotion, as if they've made up their mind about you and there's no turning back. From the very beginning, they’ll pursue you with intention, not just romantic flair, but a grounded, almost strategic kind of love. They won’t play games. They’ll want to move forward, not just with speed, but with clarity, and they’ll see you as someone worth building a real, lasting life with. There’s something healing about their energy. They’ll actively try to unlearn their own toxic patterns and won't project emotional baggage onto you. It’s like they’re willing to do the inner work just to love you better. They’ll hold space for your emotions, your past wounds, and your dreams, but they’ll also challenge you to step into your own power without apology. You’ll feel emotionally seen and mentally stimulated, like you’re with someone who gets you on multiple levels, heart, mind, body, and soul. At times, they might appear emotionally cool or detached, especially when they’re processing things internally, but their feelings run deep. They won’t always be the most expressive with words, but their actions will speak loudly: consistency, protection, emotional support, and the desire to see you thrive. They’ll likely spoil you in subtle ways, through thoughtful gestures, surprising visits, or even just being there when no one else is. They’ll see beauty in you that you sometimes forget is there. This person views you as someone special, worth celebrating, worth traveling to, worth changing for. And while the connection may come after a period of emotional hardship or transformation for both of you, it brings a fresh start. It won’t be about fixing each other, but rather about evolving together. They’ll be your calm and your spark, someone who shows up, softens your edges, and reminds you that love doesn’t have to hurt to be real.

☆ Placements for them:

Capricorn, Cancer, pisces, Aries, Sagittarius, Scorpio. Dominant planets in Neptune, mercury, Mars, Pluto. Stallium in the 10th, 1st, 4th, 12th, 8th, 9th house in their chart.

Pile 4 - Heart chain

☆ Current energy:

[ Disclaimer: This is a general energy check, if it didn't resonate then skip to the next portion. Thank you💕].

Okay, Hello dears? How are you💕. I hope you are doing well. Now let's get into your energy check. I see that a new opportunity is coming your way in the material world. Perhaps, a job, a promotion something professional in your organization if you are working and earning money. I see that you are currently ending a phase in your life and starting another. Which is filled with emotional fulfillment and happiness. I see that there's someone in your life, that you are moving in with or want to take things to the next level. And if not I see that lately, you feel the need to stay alone and heal emotionally. Some of you are reading about emotional intelligence and maturity. Trying to understand how to not react to certain situations. I see that you are taking care of an older woman in your family, perhaps a mother, grandmother or an aunt. I see that this woman's health will get better and she'll be okay within few weeks. I see that some of you are trying to fix your mindset about money, the way you see yourself and finally the way you talk to yourself and others.

☆ Placements for you:

Earth Placements {Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn}. Leo, Scorpio, Aquarius, Pisces. Dominant planets in your chart: Saturn, neptune, sun, moon. Stallium or placements in the 7th, 12th, 6th, 4th house in the chart.

☆ Your relationship with your future spouse:

This relationship doesn’t come rushing in, it builds slowly, quietly, through mutual observation and unspoken understanding. At first, it might feel like you’re both trying to figure each other out from a distance. There’s hesitation, maybe even a sense of emotional caution, as if both of you are carrying invisible weight. But as the walls begin to soften, the connection deepens in ways that feel almost fated. This is someone who holds space without needing to fill silence, someone who listens between the lines. Their energy is composed, steady, and quietly protective. They’re not the type to play games or speak without meaning. I'm picking up on the MBTI: ISTJ, INFJ, or even a more grounded INTP, someone deeply internal but not emotionally cold, just intentional with their presence. This person likely has a past that shaped their strength. There’s something noble in them, duty-driven, reliable, and maybe a little self-contained, but you’ll slowly see the warmth underneath, the part of them that’s tender and loyal once trust is built. They might carry some emotional burdens they don’t speak about easily, but you’ll be the one they choose to open up to. And you, with your emotional depth and intuition, will sense their unspoken needs before they even name them. You’ll challenge each other in subtle ways, learning patience, vulnerability, and emotional endurance together. There may be a point in the relationship where everything gets shaken, perhaps an external situation, or an internal shift that forces you both to reevaluate your direction. Something will fall away: illusions, control, the need to “figure everything out.” But what remains is real. After that moment, your connection becomes even more honest, less about what it should be, more about what it is. It won’t be perfect, but it will be sincere. And in the quiet steadiness of your daily life together, you'll find joy, in small rituals, shared glances, soft laughter, and long talks at night. They might be someone who’s not always socially forward but respected by those around them someone who values privacy, home, and a few meaningful relationships over many shallow ones. They could also be an ISFJ or ISTP, depending on their emotional wiring. But regardless of their exact mbti, their presence will feel grounding to you, almost like an anchor during emotional storms. They’ll offer you safety, and you’ll offer them depth. Together, you’ll create something quietly beautiful. A relationship where both of you are allowed to grow, rest, and return home to each other again and again. A love built not on performance, but on presence.

☆ How will your partner treat you?

Your spouse will treat you with a mix of admiration, protectiveness, and respect for your independence. They won’t try to control you, they’ll see you, in that rare way that feels both grounding and liberating. They’ll want to understand how your mind works, what your silences mean, what brings you comfort. You might notice them studying your routines, memorizing the way you like your tea, or how you curl up when you’re thinking. They’ll want to be someone you can count on, not just emotionally, but practically, someone who shows up without needing to be asked. In conflict, they may not always be emotionally fluent at first. There might be moments where they struggle to express vulnerability, especially if their love language leans more toward action than words. But they’ll try. They’ll choose honesty over avoidance, even when it’s hard. They may need time to articulate their feelings, but they’ll never leave you in confusion for long, they’ll know you need clarity and emotional truth to feel safe. They'll encourage your individuality, never clipping your wings. Imagine them watching you pursue your interests with quiet pride, maybe even bragging about you to others when you’re not around. They’ll support your goals, but also remind you to rest and receive. They’ll take your emotional depth seriously and won’t treat your sensitivity as a flaw. In fact, they'll admire it, because to them, it’s part of your strength. Physically, they may be affectionate in a natural, warm way, hands on your lower back when walking, brushing hair from your face, subtle but intimate gestures that say, I’m here. They may come across as a confident, composed person in public (perhaps even a little guarded), but behind closed doors, they’ll soften with you. You’ll be their safe place, and they’ll become yours. This is someone who values loyalty deeply. Their presence will feel dependable, like a quiet pulse that never wavers. They’re the type to check in during the day just to hear your voice, or bring you something small just because it made them think of you. Not loud love, but steady, deeply rooted love. The kind that doesn’t need constant proving, because it’s lived every day in actions, protection, and quiet devotion.

☆ Placements for them:

Virgo, Sagittarius, Cancer, Aries, Leo. Dominant planets in Venus, Saturn, Mars, Mercury. Stallium in the 6th, 9th, 1st, 5th, 4th house in their chart. Mars in Aries, Venus in Virgo too in their chart.

Post Date: 17th of Apr 2025- Thur

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[sangunary]

- Hush now Crybaby.

YANDERE BATFAMILY X NEGLECTED READER.

\\ Part 1 // \\ Part 2 // \\ Part 3 //.

You would stay by your rotting corpse, gently brushing your hair out of your face or just starting at it in general. Your corpse was becoming stiff and extremely cold, at times you tried to warm it by holding it.

A soft sigh left your mouth as you give up on trying to warmth the body display infront of you.

"How much longer do I have to wait...?"

You've been thinking alot, wondering why your body is still chained to Earth and you realised your physical body never got the rest it deserves.

The body laying on your coffin underground was a decoy made by your father, as twisted as it sound he only did it in hope of putting your soul back into the body.

Alfred and Bruce knew that, they knew that your current physical body was hidden inside the batcave. Alfred was hesitant at first but Bruce assure him that what he was doing might be morally wrong but it was the best option they have, if they want a new start.

Even after death nothing was better, your life only change slightly and it was for the worst. No one could see or interact with you, but you can uncover all the secrets which was alot more depressing than you expected.

You've found out how your mother died recently after a drug overdose... She was found stiff and unresponsive in her motel and a foam seeping out her mouth, surprisingly everything was clean, no missing things or any sing of struggle.

It was ruled as a sucide, the media claimed it as 'Woman killed herself after her daughter died of her neglection' it was Ironic... You couldn't help but stump your feet a little at that information, first your mother would never neglect you... and Second she was the best mother you could wish for.

You couldn't bear the silence inside the room so you decided to go outside to check on a particular individual.

Dick Grayson.

He was sitting infront of your grave cleaning it with his bare hand, replacing the previous flowers with Rose's. Since your relationship with him was on the edge when you died he doesn't even know your particular taste in flowers , as a result he would pick out new flowers everyday and replace them each day.

Your ghostly figure sit next to his watching him clean your grave once again, atleast he was being productive. Some especially Tim was coping in an unhealthy way.

Locked himself and barely ate anything, everything reminded him of you... His favourite coffee was now leaving an extremely bitter taste on his tongue, it was only because he realised how involved you were in his life and how without you his daily routine weren't the same.

Tim have also started to spiral into madness, doing research on you instead of his usual detective work. Who have hurt you and who have been nasty to you, he was willing to do anything but blame himself for your death or the family.

He's been looking back at every video footage of you and him and storing it into new files each file were specifically made for each video.

"Im sorry little wing... I couldn't find anything new today, so you'll have to take this for today"

Grayson gently murmured as he pluck out the old Lily's- old by one day - Wiping the vase carefully, holding as if it were the most fragile vase in the word.

"Life been abit hard... I know I shouldn't burden you with my problem especially when... You never had them. But, Kory and I took a break..."

His voice was more high-pitched than normal... Yet he continues to look after your grave, dealing it with great tenderness.

His mind flashing back to everything he had done wrong, prioritising joker over you... He remembered how he left you inside a burning building and instead saved the joker, as a result you got a nasty burn mark on your left hand.

Although he doesn't know who to blame you or the joker. Cause you're a hero, he thought you could save yourself... It doesn't matter that you were like what 7? Thought he did half heartily apologise after being lectured by Bruce.

"If you were back... Everything would be fine, im not blaming you of course... Just, I don't know anything good from bad especially after you left us"

"I do not know what possess you to be so reckless... I can't imagine what you must have felt but it's selfish"

"If you were here, Kory and I would take you before any of those... people could. It'll be just the three of us, I'll be the one you will depend on... You won't need to worry anymore, We'll never let you get hurt. Never again"

Dick continues to pour his heart out and slowly he began to smile, his mood began to shift from gloomy to thrilled, suggesting places and activities as if you were still alive.

If anybody was to come across this interaction it's either they'll lable him as mentally challenged or is high on sadness that they ended up talking to a grave.

You stood up getting ready to walk away, it's abit hard to pity them. They never acknowledged you when you were breathing and it's messed up that they only care after realising their mistakes.

"...Huh?"

A mysterious man was standing infront of you, you wouldn't be startled if he wasn't staring right into your eyes. A white lantern...?

You know him only because of the file you would read when you were bored out of your mind. Bruce must have called him, afterall he was a very new and surprising face to see in Gotham.

"...Nice to meet you?"

After your short introduction and your very long introduction on why he must not interfere at all, because as much as it suck being a ghost being alive with your current family would be hell.

Thought he does not seem to value your opinion at all, directly telling Bruce about your presence.

"You can speak... she can hear you"

Deadman informed Bruce.

"I apologise for my negligence and your mother unexpected death. She was a great woman just like you... I don't expect you to forgive so easily but, I want to see you smile again"

You didn't utter a word. You wanted to comfort him yet it was hard pitting the same man who avoid your presence when you were alive.

"Can't you bring her back...?"

"No, she's too far gone"

Your corpse look fine from outside but your inside were rotting and molding. Bruce tried his best yo preserve your body but what's gone is gone. All you want is for your body to rest.

"I refuse to believe. There must be a way for her to be back."

"I have no saying in logic. But there are artifact's that allows one to see ghost"

"I will do anything to see that smile again... I want to apologise to her face to face as well"

Your Father was one of the rare people in the family taking the responsibility in your death, this wasn't the first time he utter an apology. He would slept in your bed missing you, crying or talking in his sleep apologising it seem as the guilt never stopped chasing him.

Though he was the same man who left you unattended during gala surrounded by random man while you were a child. The same one who lecture your brother for leaving you in a fire only because he would have to explain why the burnt mark was there and not because it was wrong.

It was only natural for guilt to cling onto him the longest, he already lost Jason. But you were different, Jason died while having a somewhat happy memories. You died with nothing but bitterness and salty tears.

As much as you would love to fulfill your father's dream you couldn't help but be uncomfortable.

You've overhead Bruce and Jason conversation once and you regretted it. Jason being the most experienced in dying suggested the worst thing possible.

A new bedroom, made just for your liking.

A dingy room with chains to restrain you. All the window must have bars, even if you somehow managed to broke the iron chain you wouldn't be able to jump out and possibly risk breaking a bone.

"It's a necessity, I went mad when I came back, what gives you the idea that she won't be the same and in our case you'll be her first victim"

Jason harshly spit out. You couldn't help but disagree you wouldn't dare to hurt your family, even if they have hurt you in unexplainable ways. Your heart still ache for them in vain.

"Even if she dare to break out I have another method, far more wise and useful but I rather we use it as a last resort"

The last resort was, smashing your ankle. It was simple and Jason already have experience to make sure you won't be in more pain than necessary.

To put anything between your foot and for that object to be used as a support, tying the foot and arm's to restrain you. With a hammer all they have to do was to smash the bone into pieces, you wouldn't be able to walk at all but it was also necessary to treat the bone to avoid disability.

If the bone was to be left to heal by itself it would reconstruct themselves wrong leaving you to excruciating pain, not being able to depend on your foot and you might need to cut your foot off.

Another reason why you dread to be brought back, no amount of convincing or pleading would make them understand... They'll break you and rebuild you as if that was nothing.

They can't treat you like a daughter or a sister even tho they seem so willing... To you they only love you because of the guilt and not because they understand.

Damian was a reason itself, didn't even let a single tear drop during your funeral and the visit at the hospital. He did cry in secret which was pleasant to watch.

He's either beating people into pulp for the smallest crime or is actively trying to bring you back in another form. He have asked Raven to assist him but even the girl found it inhuman, suggesting for him to just mourn you and let your soul be in peace.

It was now noon the whole family jam inside the living room discussing.

"She can't be brought back? Jason died, the Lazarus pit can and must brought her back"

Damian argued, as much as he doesn't wanted to be emotional your absence was taking a toll on him.

You were the first to treat him like a human and he took that for granted. When he realised others weren't as understanding as you were he would get bothered... As much as he hate you that was just the crust of his heart, to him the core matter more... It was totally not an excuse for his horrible behaviour.

"You haven't tried that, father we must try before coming into conclusion!"

"I have tried Damian, nothing worked. Her body was rotting from the inside I was not aware"

Finally Barbara spoke up.

"You have tried? I have been visiting her grave everyday when did you di-"

"It was a decoy"

Jason decided to told the truth. The room felt into a long silence and suddenly shouting and names. They weren't happy that Bruce didn't tell them about the decoy, to them that was a breach of trust Bruce desperately tried to build after your death.

"Silence! There is another way we can see her, Deadman suggested using special artifact's that allows people to see ghost... We will us that as a temporary comfort and we'll find a way to bring her back... with us "

Everybody agreed, unknowns to them you were contemplating life whether you should leave your family and risk the chance of being brought back to life against your will or... Leave.

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[kinardsevan]

if the world was ending (would you drive to me to cry with me)

8x15 coda scene

Tommy spends an indeterminate period of time standing in front of the monitors watching Evan. His throat hurts just as badly as the knots in his stomach that have kept him rooted to the spot, torn between going inside to find the younger man and continuing to watch him. 

It hurt him in a way that he couldn’t quantify into words, to see the younger man hurt the way he currently was. It fed into this continuous loop of trying to shove down his true feelings while also feeling them bubble up at what felt like the most inopportune times. 

If there was one thing he was clear on, though, it was that his feelings toward Evan weren’t gone in the slightest, let alone something sophomoric that he could just push away. 

He wanted someone to tell him the right answer. He wanted to go inside and fold Evan into his arms, be there for him. He wanted to stuff the boiling-over feelings in his chest so far down that he could go home and try to continue on without the younger firefighter in his life the same way he’s been trying—and mostly failing—since that night he walked out of the loft months ago. 

Except, nobody is coming, because Howie is in isolation, and so is Hen. Ravi and he are on decent terms, but he doesn’t exactly expect the kid to come and tell him how to deal with his own feelings when the kid is clearly dealing with far more in the face of losing Bobby.

And sure, Tommy was losing Bobby too, but not in the way everyone else was. Not in the way that Hen and Howie were, when they had stayed at the 118 during Bobby’s entire tenure. Not in the way that Ravi had only ever known Bobby as a captain, because he’d never faced a 118 A shift without him. Not like Evan…

Something snaps in him at that thought, and he swipes at the tears on his face, turns on his heel and walks out of the tent.

There are people still milling in and out of the facility when he makes it inside. If anyone of them has anything to say about the fact that he’s not suited up to be inside the building, they don’t say anything. He passes by swathes of people, ultimately joining a group in the elevator where only one button is pushed. He can feel the way eyes shoot in his direction but no one actually speaks and he’s glad for it. He’d be inclined to snap at the moment if anyone actually did. 

When the elevator docks on the floor, people exit, heading in different directions. He passes by all of them, moving deeper into the facility until he finally comes to one of the doors that leads to the locked area. A man in fatigues eyes him up quickly—Tommy vaguely recognizes him from before they all went inside—and then swipes a card at the reader before moving aside. 

Tommy brushes past him, walking faster and faster the closer he gets. When he finally reaches the last locked door, he meets the Colonel in charge, and the man swipes his card without saying anything before Tommy even reaches him. 

He hears Evan’s sobs as soon as the door opens, and it feels like drowning. His feet move under him in a way where it feels like they almost never touch the ground, because in one second he’s passing through the door and the next, he’s down on the floor, water soaking through he legs of his flight suit as he pulls the younger man in and holds him. 

Evan’s hands claw at the back of his suit with desperation, as if he can’t get close enough to the pilot. 

“Shh, I know,” he murmurs, holding on to the younger man just as tightly. “I know, baby.” 

The word slips out, and whatever version of him feels like he shouldn’t have said it is stomped to death by sob that Evan lets out as his fingers dig into Tommy’s trapezius muscles. The pilot closes his eyes and buries his own face in Evan’s collarbone, inhaling him and feeling so fucking selfish for the fact that he gets to, when feet away, Athena Grant still stands at the barrier between herself and the lab where Captain Bobby Nash is dying. 

He loses time again, doesn’t give any inclination to it passing, even with the watch on his wrist working perfectly fine. Evan cries, and so does he, and they just exist. 

Eventually, after an extremely long time, he feels Evan sag entirely against him, and when Tommy pulls back, he knows. 

It takes him a few seconds to configure their movements, but he gets his arms underneath Evan, shifts on a knee, and then pushes off the ground with the younger man in his arms. He heads back up the hall, passes through doors freely, and when they approach the outside, he sees people he recognizes as being from the medical examiner’s office. Somewhere inside of him, he feels the slightest bit of relief, knowing Evan isn’t awake to see them. He’s not sure the younger man could handle that realization at the moment. 

He’s surprised when he gets outside and finds Weston leaning against Tommy’s truck, keys in hand. When they’re close enough, Weston opens the passenger side of Tommy’s truck, and Tommy gets Evan settled, buckles him in, and then closes the door quietly before turning to his captain. 

“How?” He asks as Weston hands over Tommy’s keys. 

Weston shrugs. “Donato and a few of the others offered to do some shuffling around after shift. My car is across the lot.” The man looks past him toward the building. “Saw the coroner arrived.” 

Tommy nods, gulping past the knot in his throat. Weston reaches a hand out and squeezes his shoulder. 

“Take an extra day. Hell, Kinard, take two. We’ll figure it out. Just take care of yourself,” his captain states. He jerks his head toward the passenger door. “And him.” 

Tommy nods, turning his head away as a tear slips out and down his cheek. Weston squeezes his shoulder once more before stepping past him, patting it gently before walking away. Tommy takes enough time to take another breath before he rounds his truck and gets into the driver’s seat, starts the vehicle. 

He glances over at Evan, still passed out and still in his turnouts, reaches over and cups his cheek as he swallows down against the knot still in his throat. Evan lets out a breath, sniffling in his sleep. Tommy pulls his hand back after a few seconds and backs out of the parking spot. As he turns back around from checking out his back window for clearance, his hand falls against Evan’s palm on his thigh as naturally as it ever has, and the younger man curls his fingers in. Any part of Tommy that feels like he could pull away before sinks away.

He spends far too long trying to figure out whose house to take them to, before ultimately taking Evan back to his place. The younger man’s truck is bound to be at the 118, and he can’t be sure if he has his keys on him. It’s a longer drive, but it also gives Evan a longer time to rest. 

He pulls the truck all the way into his garage, grateful that his most recent project vehicle is finished, so he’s able to park the truck in the middle so he can get Evan out and into the house without having to wake him. 

He gets the younger man in the house, through the kitchen into the bedroom, settles him on the bench at the end of the king-sized bed before he starts removing his turnouts. The jacket goes easiest, and then he lets Evan sag back against the mattress after he gets the suspenders down before removing his boots and pants. They smell of smoke and ash—as they always do, given their job—and he walks out into the kitchen long enough to set them on a couple of chairs before he returns to the bedroom. Evan is still stretched half across the bottom of the bed, sagging down just slightly where his body presses the mattress down while his hips and legs are tilted higher by the bench. 

He questions himself for a time, wondering if it’s right or even okay for him to remove the rest of Evan’s clothes. He knows that the younger man loathes sleeping in pants, and more often than not, he doesn’t wear a shirt to bed either. Still, he isn’t sure that it’s his place anymore. 

Evan snuffles and rubs a hand across his face before resettling, trying to shift his hips and failing. 

“‘mmy,” he mutters, barely audible, and it’s enough to make the decision for the pilot.

He crosses the space between them and unbuttons and zips Evan’s jeans. 

“I’m right here, baby,” he answers softly, reaching up to squeeze his hand before pulling the jeans off Evan’s hips, down his legs. He folds them and sets them on the dresser before moving around to the side of the bed and lifting Evan. He moves the blankets around and then slips the younger man beneath them. All the movement is enough to rouse Evan at least a little bit. Tommy sits on the edge of the bed beside him, helping him out of the t-shirt and letting it fall on the floor. When it’s gone, Evan’s hand runs down Tommy’s arm until it wraps around his forearm, holding on. Tommy glances back at him as Evan’s eyes meet his, defeated and heartbroken. 

“Bobby’s gone,” he rasps. It isn’t a question. 

Tommy gulps, strokes his thumb along the inside of Evan’s elbow. 

“Yeah, baby.” 

Evan keeps staring up at him as tears well up. Tommy remembers, only too easily, how only a year ago they had sat in the kitchen of the loft and Evan had told him how he’d feared losing the captain then, and how Bobby was the father he’d never had. 

Except, now Bobby is gone, and he’s not coming back. And the same way Tommy will never talk to his mom again, Evan will never talk to Bobby again. This was not a matching scar he wanted them to share. 

Wordlessly, Tommy reaches up and wipes away Evan’s tears with his free hand, and they exist together in space again for a time. After a few minutes, Evan reaches for the snaps on Tommy’s uniform and starts pulling them apart. He works them open all the way down to Tommy’s stomach, never asking, but both of them knowing. 

When Tommy stands, their hands slide down, fingers intertwined as he pulls his free arm out of the uniform and then turns, letting Evan take that hand as he slides his other arm out and then slips out of his shoes and kicks away the uniform before using his toes to get his socks off. 

Down to his undershirt and boxers, he lets Evan pull on his hand, and rather than cycling around the bed, he slots a leg over Evan and then leans over him to get to the other side. Evan stops him for the briefest moment as Tommy passes over top of him, their gaze meeting, but once the pilot is settled into the space beside him, Evan lets his hand go and rests it on Tommy’s leg as the pilot removes his t-shirt, tosses it down by Evan’s before laying down with him. 

Evan rearranges himself, curls up against the pilot’s chest as Tommy’s arms loop around him. 

“He said he loved me,” Evan whispers, his voice wet with phlegm. “That I’d be okay without him, and everyone was going to need me.” 

Tommy’s fingers stroke up and down his back as he listens, the other curled up in Evan’s free hand, the younger man holding on to his index and middle fingers. 

“I don’t know where he gets that. I’m not…” He huffs and sniffles, shakes his head minutely. Tommy feels wetness on his chest. “Everyone leaves. Or dies.” 

His statement twists something inside of Tommy’s chest. A callback to their breakup, something that makes him want to argue about who said what and when, but in the face of the current moment, it doesn’t feel like it means anything. And really, does it? Does arguing that Evan said he doesn’t feel anything for him—when they both still clearly do—and Tommy thinking the younger man would choose someone else eventually really matter if, in the face of death, they just want each other? 

“I have to be okay for them,” he continues. “Athena. Hen, Chim. Someone has to hold it together for all of them.” 

Tommy nods his head against his pillow as he keeps his eyes on the younger man. Whether intentional or not, Evan tightens against his side, and Tommy’s hand moves to the back of his head, his thumb stroking down against it. 

“Maybe,” he murmurs softly. “But you don’t have to for me.” 

Evan inhales a deep breath audibly, and when he lets it out, Tommy feels another tear fall onto his chest. They lay together quietly, the only sounds being their breathing and the occasional sniffle from Evan. Tommy doesn’t fight his own tears, but breathes in and out of his mouth, not wanting Evan to feel like he can’t have a place to let his walls down. 

And then, some time later, a breath catches in Tommy’s chest at a memory. Evan tilts his head up, his own tears still coming slowly and quietly. Tommy’s head is tilted higher on his pillow, clearly trying to keep the focus on Evan, but the younger man reaches up with Tommy’s fingers still wrapped in his hand, and he uses his thumb to pull at the pilot’s chin until Tommy looks down at him. Gaze to gaze, there’s nothing but naked vulnerability between them. 

“You’re not allowed to die,” Evan tells him. 

Tommy lets out a mirthless laugh as another tear slips out, rests on his eye socket. “Neither are you.” 

Evan stares up at him, a mix of something happening in his expression. It causes that swell in Tommy’s chest again, more than boiling at this point as he watches Evan open his mouth at the same time as more tears fall. His gaze slips to Tommy’s lips and then back up at him. 

“I…” 

“I know,” Tommy answers him, squeezing his fist around where Evan still has his fingers in a haphazard handhold. “I do too.” 

Evan’s gaze softens at him, and for the briefest moment, things hurt just a little less. Evan reaches up and pulls Tommy’s head toward him, and the pilot lifts, meets him in the middle in a kiss that they’re both too tired to let turn into anything else. When they part, Evan rests his head on Tommy’s shoulder and his hand over the pilot’s heart, feeling the thump thump thump beneath his palm. Neither of them speaks, and neither closes their eyes, all too aware of what they’ll see if they do. 

Bobby Nash was a man who had saved both of them—for Evan, on more than one occasion, and for Tommy, when he needed it most. He’d kept them both alive so that they could find each other, and even though they might only have to figure out out one minute a time, Tommy wasn’t sure of how he was going to get Evan through losing the captain, let alone himself. 

But he knew that he would. He had to. He’d promised. 

“Hey!” 

Tommy glances up, a smile crossing his face as he looks up at Bobby. 

“Hey, Bobby. Good to see you again,” he comments, extending a hand to his former captain. The other man takes it, grips firmly as he shakes Tommy’s hand. 

“Glad to see you joining in on the team get-togethers,” he answers, clapping his hand on Tommy’s shoulder again. Tommy’s gaze shifts back across the yard at where Evan is swinging Jee-Yun around, and his eyes soften as his heart swells. The younger man was supposed to be getting them new refreshments, but he’d clearly gotten distracted, and Tommy wasn’t about to complain. 

“Happy to be invited,” he responds, a little softer. Evan stops as Maddie walks up to him and says something, and the younger man laughs at her, setting Jee-Yun on the ground. She tears off in a different direction towards the other kids. 

“It’s a good thing,” Bobby states, and Tommy glances up at him, raising an eyebrow. Bobby nods at him. “I know how you can get. But you’re good for each other. And if you let him, he’ll protect your heart just as much as his own.” 

Tommy inhales a deep breath and gulps, nods minutely. 

“Well, maybe just don’t go having anything happen like that fire anytime again soon,” Tommy states when he manages to feel like he hasn’t swallowed lava again. 

“I’ll do my best,” Bobby tells him. A moment later, he glances over at Tommy. “But something tells me that even if something did happen, he’d be taken care of.” 

Tommy looks back at him again, that lava feeling welling in his chest once more. Bobby nods at him, as though he’s decided on something neither of them had voiced. Tommy opens his mouth to say something, but then Athena is calling the man’s name, and he pats Tommy on the shoulder before walking away. Shortly thereafter, Evan walks up to him with two fresh beers, passing one to Tommy before slipping an arm around his waist. 

“Everything okay,” he asks, curling into Tommy’s side. The pilot glances back in Bobby’s direction, his mind still on their exchange as the captain looks back at him, a smile still on his face. 

“Yeah,” Tommy answers, fully aware of what causes that lava feeling as it swirls around in his chest again. He turns towards Evan and nuzzles an eskimo kiss. “Yeah, everything’s great.” 

[spiteful-opossum]

I’m gonna go with dead tired just cause that’s my favorite.

Tim was having a stressful day. He’d had a rough patrol the night before. He then woke up later than he should’ve, which was still really early for him because he had a virtual meeting with a team in a different time zone. The espresso machine at the only coffee shop that would give him 10 shots of espresso was broken. And to top it all off he had to deal with a new board member who was trying to convince him get rid of the company’s robust maternity/paternity leave program to increase “shareholder value”.

So to sum it up Tim’s day had been stressful but not unbearable. But that was all over now. He was finally done with work for the day and wasn’t scheduled to patrol for the night. He was gonna go home and have a nice, relaxing, entirely average evening where nothing big or important or unexpected was going to happen. The idea of spending the night relaxing with his boyfriend, Danny, was the main reason Tim didn’t try to kill the new board member.

When he finally got home and opened the door he was greeted by the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen, Danny. Danny was currently doing homework for one of his classes on the couch. Tim went to go take a quick shower and get changed into something more comfortable before making Danny take a break. He’d learned the hard way just how much Danny can get consumed by his astronomy homework. His passion for astronomy was something Tim loved about the guy, but sometimes he could lose track of time.

When he came back he was not expecting Danny to have finished whatever he was doing and moved to the kitchen table. He must’ve taken longer in the shower than he thought. But when he went over to his boyfriend to say hi he got concerned by the expression on his face. His usual relaxed and unserious expression that he even maintained while being kidnapped was gone and replaced by a very serious one. Tim was officially alarmed because in several years of dating he’d never seen him like that.

“Danny? What’s wrong? Is everything okay?” Tim couldn’t help but asking. Every worst case scenario in the world and how to deal with them was running through his head right now. It only got worse when Danny looked at him a bit concerned and had to take a deep breath. He was also fiddling with something that he couldn’t quite see as it was covered in a paper towel.

“Tim we need to talk.” Danny said “i have some big news, you should probably sit down for this.” And Tim did as he was told taking a seat next to Danny at the table.

When Tim sat down he put his hand on Danny’s arm and said “Whatever it is I can handle it.”

“I really hope you mean that,” Danny responded before taking another deep breath and continuing, “I know we’ve only been together for a couple years, but they’ve been the best years of my life. But I don’t know how you feel about this and I’m worried how you might take it.” Then he pushed whatever he was fidgeting with towards Tim. When he unwrapped the paper towel he was shocked. He didn’t know what he was expecting but it certainly wasn’t this. It was a pregnancy test, a positive pregnancy test. He picked it up and just stared at it for a few seconds, then back up to Danny wanting to confirm he was seeing this right.

“You’re pregnant?” He asked not bothering to hide the hope in his voice.

“Yeah,” Danny started, “And I get it if you’re not quite ready for this, I know I’m not, but I want to keep-”

Tim didn’t let him finish that thought before pulling him into a tight hug. “I love you, and I agree. I’m definitely not prepared to be a dad but I’m going to try to do my best to try anyway. This is great news and no matter what I’ll always be right beside you.”

Accidental Parenthood

DP x DC Prompt

Danny's life is pretty good right now. His parents have accepted him as Phantom. Vlad remains a Thorn in his side that won't go away. The Justice League had tried to put him on one of their young hero teams after his parents flagged them down about the GIW and the Anti Ecto Acts. He refused them because he's petty that they ignored the calls he and his friends made whenever they thought they needed help on something that looked out of their control. He's accepted to just being a person that they call on for help whenever they need it.

He's only in Gotham now, after he graduated high school and the whole business of the Justice League trying to get him to be part of their little group, because it has the only university that's crazy enough to enroll a Fenton.

He's found a balance between his university life, his Ghost King duties, and the Justice League needing his aid on a few occasions. He had to deal with a few unexpected instances where he was mistaken for a Wayne, but those were handled when he was, reluctantly, saved by the Batfam (he's still got the pettiness in him from being ignored for most of his high school years).

That might have been where his life started to change, as he soon found himself in a secret relationship with one of the Wayne boys, who even accepted him when he told them that he's Trans.

Near the end of his scholarship at Gotham University is when he learns of something that will definitely be a turning point in his life.

He's in the Far Frozen, having Frostbite check up on him because he's been feeling pretty weird the past couple of days. And it's here where he's told that he is pregnant.

[mrsmnsn]

do you want to know a secret? -eddie munson

summary: In a party, Eddie had a important secret to share with you.

w: this story is a fluff; fem!readerXeddie, drunk!eddie (the poor boy is just needy), it is a very short story (maybe a bit shitty).. let me know if there’s something more :)

an: I had this draft for a while now and i just love it very much. i can help it, i’m a simp for teeth rotting fluff. (yes if you’re wondering, i made this short fic based on a song by the beatles.)

All of your friends were heading to a party, of which you didn’t know the owner. Steve was the one who encouraged everyone. “I know the weekend is short to recover from a party, but please, i just feel like we never had nights like that anymore. To just fool around…”. His speech went on and on but apparently it worked. So you got ready with Robin and later Steve would pick you up with Eddie. Steve spent the whole drive talking about the girl he was going to meet there.

“So that’s the reason why you kept bugging us to go? So you can meet up with some girl?” Robin asked as Steve parked the car “Jeez Stevie, I didn’t know you were that dry, cant even call a girl for a private date…” Robin kept mumbling and that earned her a bitchy look from Steve. They walked towards the house and continued teasing each other.

“What about you Eddie, what did Steve promised you to convince you to come?” You asked giggling “If he promised you a date with a girl, it’s all bullshit! I saw him doing it before, it’s his little scheme to make you follow him.”

He laughed at what you said and kept walking towards the house. "Actually, he didn't promise me anything. I just asked if I could bring my friends, you know? God knows how much they need to socialize with real people!" You laugh with him. Really, you didn't imagine that nerds would have a very hectic social life. "They're either in there scaring everyone or they're already on the fourth girl of the night!"

“I bet that Gareth is following that same girl he fell in love with at the mall the other day.” You say extending your hand before getting in. He looked at you and clasped your hands together, closing the deal, and pushed you in.

The thing was that you and eddie were friends for a quite some time now and it couldn’t be any different, or more cliche, but you fell for him. He didn’t help though. Always being the best friend he could be, helping you in every way possible, not to count how gentle he was, how smart, how handsome… It was inevitable. You actually tried to make a move a couple of times.

The first time you were at lover’s lake. You went there to hang out because it was too hot to stay inside the trailer. Eddie was smoking a joint and was doodling some things in his notebook. The golden light of the sunset was reflecting on his face and hair, making him shine even more. You were suddenly very close to each other and impulsively you approached and kissed him on the cheek. At first he had no reaction, he just looked at you. Of course you immediately regretted it and soon changed the subject and asked him to take you back to your house.

The second time it was a bit more intense. It was a campaign day and to celebrate the group's victory everyone started drinking the beers that Jeff had managed to get from his dad and the ones Eddie had bought. Eventually everyone left and you stayed to help your friend clean the place that was dirty with beer bottles scattered on the floor. You were already bubbly, laughing at everything and feeling light. Until you leaned on the table in the center of the room to talk. You are not very sure how the conversation took this turn, but you started talking about your romantic lives and Eddie was telling you about some past romances. You made fun of each other, talked about your current situation and again he had approached in a way in which you had no way to escape. It was like a charm. In a matter of seconds you grabbed him by the neck and kissed him fervently. He returned the kiss pressing you against the table. You kissed each other for a while until you returned to sobriety and all that courage completely disappeared from your body. "we are drinking, we shouldn't be doing this in this state of vulnerability" you told him trying to convince yourself that you should not proceed. You shouldn't take advantage of a drunk friend.

You decided not to talk about this kiss with anyone! You didn't even tell Robin about it. You didn't want the subject to just fade out. But that would mean having to confess to Eddie that you were completely in love with him.

Anyway, you entered the house, which was full of horny teenagers drinking without caring too much about the consequences. So you just mixed in, taking a bottle of beer from the kitchen.

Time went by and you managed to sit on the free sofa in the living room. The combination of an empty stomach and many beers was not a very good idea. You hadn't had many beers, trying to be the most aware of them thinking about having to drive back home, but Eddie, Gareth, Jeff and Robin (Steve was probably getting laid in some room on the house because you never saw him again.) were playing their own style of beer pong with bottle caps. Eddie was completely thrown on top of you. His head was on your shoulder, his left arm on top of your lap and his leg was intertwined with yours. Well, Eddie never understood very well the matters of personal space, but that was too much even for him. They probably went out because they went from playing and laughing to be in complete silence.

“Are you ok there? Still alive?” You asked not looking at him, just resting your head on his. He let out a grown when you did that. “Sorry, heavy head.”

“No no, not that… you can stay.” Eddie said, the words coming out kinda dragged from his mouth. “Actually can i tell you something that’s on my head now?” When he spoke you could smell the strong sent of beer. “Do you want to know a secret?”

“What is it?” I asked, caressing his arm that was resting on my lap.

“Do you promise not to tell anyone? Cause is a very important secret!” He lifted his head to make sure you understood how important that was.

“I won’t tell anyone Eddie, i promise!” I said giggling a little but he believed in me.

“I believe in you. Alright come closer, let me whisper to you.” You sat a bit straighter and he approached you, close to your ear so he could whisper. “I am completely immensely desperately crazy head over heels in love with you sweetheart.”

His drunk but sincere words seemed to be echoing in your head. Now you were the one getting dizzy. It just stuck there and you got paralyzed, leaving him in silence too, now with his head back on your shoulder. Eddie? In love with me? how many beers he fucking had?

You looked around to see if someone was looking, but they didn’t seem to notice what was happening there. You were combusting, not knowing what to do. “Sorry I scared ya… I had to let it out, I-I mean it, though. It’s just stuck up there in my head and my chest and if i didn’t say anything i would probably barf…. sorry, thats so not romantic-“

“Eddie… that happened before, remember? Where the booze takes us to a place we shouldn’t. We definitely shouldn’t drink beer anymore” You cut him, in disbelief.

“How could i forget? I constantly think about that kiss.”

You made him look at you. His face was a bit tired, his eyes kind of heavy with booze and sleep.

“And that time in the van, you know… you kissed my cheek. I guess i figured I loved you there.” As those words left his mouth so did the memories, flooding your mind with flashbacks from that day.

“Eddie, love is a very strong and meaningful word!” You speak highly above a whisper. “It’s serious business.”

“And you think I don’t know that?” He adjusted himself in his seat to look better at you. “I might be drunk, but have you ever heard that phrase ‘drunk actions are sober thoughts’? I mean it. This is not a joke, it is true and i need you to believe in me!” His pleading eyes were looking at you now, almost crying.

“Eddie, I do, I believe in you! Please d-don’t cry.” You say cupping his cheek. “I just said that because i don’t want you to say all those things and regret later. Because i’ll believe in them and in you. Why do you think i made those ‘moves’ before? I’m also in love with you!”

His eyes teared up anyway and he smiled. “Uh, it’s so nice hearing that, isn’t it?” He said and that made you giggle with him. “Can we go home so I can sober up and say all that again over and over to you!”

“Yes, we can!” You take his hand that was pressing your waist and you give it a kiss, then pressing it against your warm skin. “That was a beautiful secret Eddie!”

“Not as beautiful as you” He kissed your other cheek, pressing them.

You blush at his comment. “Ok, before all this cute thing starts, i’m just going to warn Steve we’re going and-“You finish your sentence before when you see Steve coming up to you a bit annoyed.

“Next time, make me remember to really evaluate all my options, deal?!” He said in a hushed tone.

“What happened Steve? What about that-“ He cuts you again before you could understand.

“I really don’t want to talk about this, i’m going to drink something” The moment he turn away from you and Eddie he saw Gareth on the couch, but there was something unexpected, the girl he was kind of stalking on the mall almost straddling his lap and they’re sharing a heated kiss while Jeff and Robin run away from there. “OH COME ON MAN! EVEN THE NERDS!”

[lethalovers]

don’t leave , hamzah ( part two )

warnings : angst & swearing & a little fluff

part one

enjoy !

it had been two weeks since you and hamzah had broken up. you were sitting in your bedroom, just staring at the ceiling. he hadn’t come home, and you haven’t heard from him since that night. it was currently 11 pm, and the only sound you heard was coming from your cats, and a quiet hum was coming from your heater. 

the room smelled like something had died in it; you hadn’t been able to get out of bed, and the mess only worsened as the days rolled by. tissues littered your room, and clothes were scattered across the floor. the normal tidied state of your apartment was gone entirely, as if life had been sucked out of it completely. the only time you got out of bed was to feed red and blue and occasionally check the window overlooking the parking lot, hoping that maybe, the one time you checked, you would see him.

the house still lingered with the smell of hamzah’s strong cologne, and you tried everything to get it out. the smell made you cry, knowing that you would never be able to smell it on him again. his desk remained untouched, with his computer still sitting with pictures of you surrounding the area. you couldn’t bring yourself to clean it out, hoping he might return one day.

you sighed as you propped yourself up to rest your head against the headboard of your bed, turning on the television, in an attempt to find some distraction from your racing thoughts. nonetheless, it seemed as though everything you did reminded you of him. from the netflix shows to your continue-watching list to the sonny angel collection you had on your shelf. it annoyed you how you couldn’t stop thinking of him, especially knowing he wasn’t thinking about you.

you clicked on ‘gilmore girls,’ the show you had forced hamzah to watch when you first started dating; you remembered how annoyed he was at first, but after he got invested, he wanted to watch it more than you. while watching, you felt a lump form in your throat; you groaned before putting your face in your hands while quietly sobbing.

faintly, you heard a knock, unsure if it was to your apartment or the one next door; you wiped your eyes and paused the show, waiting to see if you heard it again. and you did, forcing you to leave your biohazard of a room and make your way to the front door. something in your heart made you believe, even if you were wrong, that it was hamzah. maybe it was delusion, perhaps it was hope, but you wanted it to be him so badly.

without thinking, you opened the door to reveal a puffy-eyed hamzah standing outside of your home, with tear-stained cheeks and the type of pathetic look you would have laughed at. “hamzah?” you sniffled, confused as to what he was doing in front of you. 

you expected him to tell you he came looking for something he had left behind. “y/n, can we talk? please.” he said so quietly it almost sounded like he didn’t want you to hear it. “u-um… of course, come in.” you opened the door wider for him to come in. realization finally hit how much of a mess you had been when you turned around and saw the state of your home.

“uh, sorry for the mess.” you chuckled awkwardly, unsure what direction this conversation was about to head into. “don’t apologize,” he started before turning to face you.

he seemed like a completely different person from that night, actually being able to look you in the face for a conversation. “y/n, i’m sorry. i don’t know what the fuck i was thinking. i saw all the negative parts of our relationship and thought leaving was easier than dealing with whatever the fuck we had going on. i didn’t think it would hurt this bad to leave you. i’ve been sleeping over at martin, and mandy’s and all i could think about was you, how i left you, how i acted. i-i’m sorry.” he rambled all in what seemed like one breath because after, he was breathing as if he had just run a marathon.

all you could do was stare. you’d be lying if you said he didn’t look good because he did. “i,” you started, but before you could finish, hamzah was already making his way towards you, grabbing your face in his hands. “i’m so sorry baby.” he whispered kissing your forehead.

you didn’t say anything; you just pulled him down and planted a kiss on his lips. “it’s ok, just make sure it doesn’t happen again.” you smiled gently before kissing him again. he pulled away and admired you for what seemed like years. this was what you missed, not the sex, but the innocent parts of it all. you didn’t argue about what an asshole he was, you couldn’t, you were just glad that he was back. and in the end that’s all that mattered to you.

“i love you.”

[taddymason]

taddy im watching ep7 rn and it kind of kills me how jay just does everything wrong. He’s the most idiotic genius ive ever seen in my life. He has no impulse control. Why would he throw one of his swords at his own tech and then be surprised when Arin used it to cut his rope . Why would he fly face first into Ras when he saw him swinging his hammer

i have to admit seeing him kick his little legs in confusion as he gets thrown into a tree is the funniest shit . dude does not think beyond math and cool tech . “Oh yeah I’ve got this fight in the bag….WAIT WHATS HAPPENING” (BONK)

And he's been doing this for months, like smuggling people and actually having a pretty good reputation...

My conclusion is that the guy was just clouded by anger, being impulsive as always, and not thinking things through beyond "it looks cool," "this will do," like he always does. Incapable of planning ahead.

I also love that he alternates between fighting Arin like "I'm not going to hurt a kid," and when he's on the defensive, Jay ALWAYS ALWAYS loses. Like in every episode, he loses when he thinks he can tank an attack. Jay, dude, you're not a Tank, you're a Rogue (pun intended). Why do you think you can take a mallet to the face or a Rising Dragon without doing anything like in S2? I'm going to assume this is due to Ras's training because Jay didn't usually do this in the original show, his best advantages are always dealing damage and being fast and evasive.

The moment Jay gets fed up and attacks again, he always STARTS winning, and the others have to intervene. I don't know why this guy thinks he's capable of taking heavy damage? Hes so stupid, currently the best and worst bounty hunter there must be because his decision-making is beyond us 😭

[bartimaeus]

Guess who just watched season nine of Doctor Who I'm deeply unwell.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

space sweepers but they're delivery people and are at no point on screen through the entire movie

[whimzycle]

First meetings, awkward greetings.

[madegeeky]

Organized Mars room!

The second pic is her lego corner. I realized when starting this task that we'd need to do something about it because the table we were using was just covered with stuff and never used. So, we got two large bins, no lids (taking them off and putting them on are 2 unnecessary steps to tidying). The left bin is pieces and the right bin is for finished projects she doesn't want to destroy yet. In the middle is her paper box for anything paper related she wants to keep but it's the only paper box she gets so she needs to be picky about what goes into it.

One of the things the books recommends is letting the kid only have a few big toys but Mars actually plays with all her large dinos on a somewhat regular basis I didn't feel the need to push her toward giving any away. (I did ask about her remote control spider and alligator but she said no and she's been really good about it a lot of stuff so, y'know, fair enough.)

The middle of the bookcase, the top of the dresser, and the foot of her bed are way too many stuffies, imo, but she had a ton more and she was so about giving so many away I didn't have the heart to force her to give away more. Hilariously, though, she did end up giving three more away because I was looking at her dresser going "I don't know how we're going to fit all these stuffies up here" and she went "I'll just pick my most favorite".

Anyway, I'm so proud of her. She's been so good through this whole thing and I don't think we had any breakdowns. (Granted, this was all done over a period of, like, 6 months, which I think helped a lot.) She complained a bit today, because it took about, hm, 2-3 hours to finish it all, but it was mild complaining and it only really started when we were almost done because she could see the end in sight and was getting impatient to get there already.

[aceredshirt13]

gang i have to share this P. G. Wodehouse quote with you all because ever since I found it I can't stop thinking about it. it's from a letter he wrote when he was 78 years old to his friend Guy Bolton (many thanks to P. G. Wodehouse: A Life in Letters)

I have been on the sick list myself, but am better now. Inflamed bladder or chill on the bladder or something, the symptoms being agony when I passed water, as the expression is. It brought back the brave old days when I used to get clap.

he really said "yeah the pain from my bladder issue reminds of the days when I used to have so much sex I repeatedly got venereal disease"

[cementcornfield]

the way i know it's taking everything in him not to say some ridiculous comment to the press rn 😭

[kalosian-woods]

This may be treading into spoiler territory, but I want to ask, do you have anything planned for Shauna, Trevor, and Tierno?

Heyo and thanks for the question heh :D Dw, there's plenty I can talk about without treading on some secrets (espeically since I love the Rival Trio pls they're so good)

It's actually kind of weird how I have some crystal clear ideas for some of them and just ~vibes~ with other moments of their journeys lol. I can tell you (well, not exactly, but you get the gist) the team that I've assigned to Trevor and at least one mon that I really want to give to Shauna but Tierno is just 'please get something other than 3 Water Types'. Okay, but seriously, they're so full of potential and fun stuff all around!! They're (presumably) childhood friends that started their journeys on the same day and split paths, but still have contact with each other!! They all have different dreams and are finding their own way in the world and yet they still make time to support each other whole-heartedly!! It's such a fun spin on the usual dichotomy where people either travel together or not at all and I love that for them. The amount of mental essays and potential fic docs I get thinking about them is incredible in and of itself ngl.

For starters, I'm definitely thinking of putting the Summer Camp Arc way earlier, a little after the second Gym this time. It always confounded me whenever I think about the actual timing of that arc, like why did Ash think about getting ready for his battle with Korrina and 4 eps after he's already at camp (where he learns and then unlearns something), Serena finally commits to something without too much thought (the whole finding herself is cool on paper but there wasn't much focus on it with the actual eps beforehand pls) and lord knows what Clemont was doing. And right after that they teleport to Shalour, no joke. Going back to the Rival Trio, meeting them earlier on gives us more time with them, which everyone can benefit from lol. I have this whole thing with the camp but some points are:

More interactions overall with all of them, and I don't just mean Ash and Tierno + Serena (and Bonnie??) and Shauna + Trevor and Clemont (don't get me started on these two). I want Trevor asking Ash about all of the Pokemon that he's seen. I want Tierno dragging Clemont out of the corner because he's already had experience with Trevor doing the same. I want Serena taking up the dancing style of Tierno for funsies and Trevor trying to stop his Charmander from provoking Chespin (who knows he can't win but will battle anyone who messes with him) and ///

Actual activities please, the one thing that always gets me with the Kalos Summer Camp vs the Sinnoh one is that A) the teams aren't that much fun, and maybe it's because they're way too small?? And no one really gets to interact with others outside of already established friend groups, even the npcs B) the activities were less, idk, interactive?? We got warm-up battle with our own mons, Pokevision, that one off-screen fishing competition, orienteering and then group battles at the end. Compare that with Sinnoh's Day 1 (getting used to a new mon and then battling with it the next day), observing Pokemon in the lake and writing up a report (and you can team up if you want), a night time race and then a triathlon.

Continuing from the last point, I enjoy the way that Sinnoh allowed everyone's own mons to shine in their own ways, while showing how people influence other Pokemon and each other as well. Angie's introduction and subsequent on-screen time was impeccable in this arc, Conway in his own team was great (even with his moments) and Jessie in the last team actually made me appreciate her a tiny bit more. They're actually going through Pokemon stuff in this camp and learning new things in fun ways, while also having the catastrophic problems that is bound to happen.

I feel like for the Kalosian variant to have that same impact that the Sinnoh one did, it would need its own standing out points. Maybe this one is more fun-orientated and based on interactions with your own Pokemon as well as the Pokemon that your team members have (and obviously people as well). Maybe we can have activities where they can swap a pokemon with a friend for the day, or go through an obstacle course, or have to find a prize with only one piece of a map. Have slightly bigger teams and have more fun team names! Why couldn't we get a Team Lugia or a Team Porygon and Porygon2, huh?

Team Rocket overall. I'm not elaborating.

There's more stuff but yeah, I feel like having a really good first arc with them would go such a long way in actually establishing credibility for the Rival Trio as a whole. We remember Tierno as the rhymthic battling style guy, and we sort of remember Shauna for introducing Showcases to Serena. But I think it says something when I couldn't tell that both Tierno and especially Trevor were gunning for the league from this arc, and ngl it felt like Shauna wasn't fully sold on Showcases until after the camp, as she was researching at the time of the camp and Serena asked if she registered in the Pancham ep (which could've been a cool plot point if we talked about it, pokeani).

I want to see Trevor learn to connect with Charmander and both of them going beyond with the merging of both their dreams (to be strong and to see all kinds of Pokemon) with both of them balancing courage with sense. I want to see the other side of this with Tierno, of a determined dream with his buddy Squirtle but not so much of a direction or an idea of where to take his dancing skills (and maybe Ash being interested in it along with Serena taking it to heart will inspire him at the camp). I want to see Showcases from Shauna's side, to see how she got into it, the highs and lows, rivals and Pokemon and the climb upwards (instead of being perfect one ep and then okay in the rest). I want the camp to change them just as much as it changed the main gang. And as time goes by they get stronger and more wiser for it, we see their teams grow alongside them, the finals with the Master Class and the League.

And speaking of the camp affecting them as much as our main group, I also want them to have their own wacky adverntures and death-defying feats. Meeting with Legendaries and Mythicals. Getting losts in forests. Trading Pokemon and joining each others side quests. Training montages and new rivals and other friends and so many accidents (and evil teams wait who said that). Ash and co are not the only main characters around here and I hope I get to play around with these goofers as much as everyone else in the really (really) big Kalos and XY overall. So do I have a concrete plan? Not exactly, but I've got some big plot points in my mind and the rest should fill itself out. Hopefully that makes sense?? I've been pooped these last few weeks so that's why it took a while with this response and the more I look at it, the more confused I am with my own response lol. But yah, seriously dw anon, you've been great!!!!!!!!! Loving these questions fr <33 Hopefully you're having a good day sans my late reply :'D

[chuchayucca]

Tbh I'm surprised nobody else has brought up the idea of Richard being abused too

It feels like a lot of potential for it and an explanation (aside from their status) as to why Roy never got help for it either -- Richard thought it was normal.

Now this is just making me imagine a scene where Carmen remarks that Roy will "grow out of it" (it being his behavior) like Richard did in front of the other Hatz and Ross and Robert just share a Look

Anddd now I'm wondering how much Carmen knows

TW for discussions of fictional CSA/SA and mentions of alcoholism

Me too, I thought it would be an obvious assumption but I guess not.

Exactly, I’ve seen the fandom explore Carmen and Roy’s relationship regarding his CSA but never with Richard. I think it’s ashamed because there’s a lot you can write for the relationship, even outside of their CSA.

Omg that’s a good scene idea. The Hatzgang are realized there is a deeper issue, and Roy has to unfortunately unpack that generational trauma. I can see how learning his dad is a possible CSA victim, like him, starts pushing Roy to tell his parents but also discourages him because basically Richard unknowingly knew Roy was SA but never recognized it because he doesn’t know he was SA too. I also believe Richard normalized his brother’s actions too. It’s truly devastating how Richard indirectly contributed to the normalization of Roy’s abuse but he doesn’t know it’s SA. He believes those fun “games” him and his brother played were normal family bonding activities and is happy to hear his son is getting along with his brother, a brother he admired when growing up.

These headcanons might change as the series continues and the deeper I get into research.

I headcanon Carmen doesn’t know anything but has suspected something was off a few times. She never thought anything of Richard’s behavior at first because he alway been this way. When they became adults, she started questioning as Richard still had issues with intimacy at that point in their relationship and his alcoholism was at its worst. (Short ver: Richard started drinking at a young age to cope with trauma of his SA and the Uncle encouraged this, buying him alcohol for various reasons. Modern day, Richard is a functional alcoholic but has gotten better with his drinking)

As of the moment, Roy’s parents are unaware of Roy’s CSA. The day the Uncle died, Roy did get in trouble but for separate reasons. Carmen and Richard were mad at Roy for hanging out with “plebeians” and sending them to one of his uncle’s private properties. Roy doesn’t feel comfortable telling them yet because they’re snobby, judgmental people, so he assumes they won’t react well.

[gumm1defloor]

Am *this close* to venturing into the ValVel tags on AO3 just so I can consume content of them interacting. I swear they better have at least one scene together in S2 or so help me God I will actively start to ship them on main instead of VoxVal.