#someome get this child friends | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

pbstarot · 2 years ago

Text

𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞 - 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 + 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦

Hello! So, I decided to do another double feature PAC, with the suggestion I've gotten from two anonymous sources (I also included a small list of things you two might like to do as hobbies). Instead of going with only one poem, today I compelled some of my favorite quotes from different poems from different authors that stuck with me throughout the years. So enjoy!

(I also included four quotes half because I thought it would be good to have one more pile option for this one, you know, just a feeling, and half because I couldn't choose between After the Movie and Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out, so there you go)

Disclaimer: Tarot does not replace any sort of advice from a trusted professional that went to college for 8+ years to be there. It also does not always get things right. The future changes all the time and a responsible tarot reader can only assure 80% of their readings will be correct at any given point in time. Remember to take what you look at and go “huh, that could be me,�� and leave the rest. Be conscious about your tarot content consumption and drink lotsa agua, amigo(a)(x).

Pile 1

Relationship With Your Future Spouse:

Cards: Ace of Cups, Three of Cups, Ace of Pentacles, Seven of Pentacles rx, Star, High Priestess rx.

This is a great relationship. Mind you, it's not perfect, because no relationships are, but it's really really good. I feel the stability running through the cards. It's a very good base for a connection that's supposed to last a long time. You're not gonna divorce this person. For some, this could be your second spouse. This could also be the person you'll date after being in a relationship with someome you considered to be the One, and who ended up being just another one. If neither of this resonates, for a small SMALL fraction of you, this will be your first love. The first person you go on a de facto, full blown romantic relationship with (but I'm not sure you didn't have your bumps with love. The people who picked this pile seem bruised or down with romance). This is a general reading, so take what resonates. After all, this is an estimate.

Your relationship will be guarded, but fun. The two people within it are the most important ones, so no family drama will come near it. Even I am having a hard time prying. You guys know how to keep your unit tight and your stuff close. The definition of not airing your dirty laundry online or anywhere near your friends. This could be a red flag (toxic relationships are, in their majority, like this), but I am sensing that this needs to be the case for some reason. You need to keep things to yourself.

Either way, what I CAN pick up is that you two are overwhelmingly loving and kind towards one another. The Ace of Cups is coming in strong. You two have no secrets with each other. Everything that needs to be known, is known. You're not gonna suddenly find out some things your spouse did in their past, or vice versa. You two are gonna be well aware of what you're getting into when you marry. You could have also married really quickly, in a hasty ceremony. For a very few, maybe there was a pregnancy, but I really am not sure, so I don't wanna just throw it out there, because who knows. What I know is that you met, you talked, you got hitched. No need for drama. You just clicked right away.

This relationship is very fertile, so use protection if you don't wanna have a child. If you are in a same-sex situation, this relationship is bountiful in other ways (if you have a garden, for example, plants have an easy time growing around you two). If you two are creative, or you take on projects, these projects flourish because you two are working on them. You two don't complete each other, per se, but you walk along each other. Some could even say it's like one is the carbon copy of the other, considering how similar you two can be in ways of speaking, mannerisms, thoughts and views of the world. It's like a perfect match, made in heaven (even if you think you might not like to marry a person who's the same as you, trust me when I say this seems to be your very best match). I believe there's enough individuality here, though. You also don't seem to fight at all, considering how you seem to be on the same page all the time. Sure, disagreements can ensue, that is a given, but any full blown fights, I doubt very much. You have an aura of harmony that follows you everywhere, and the moment someone comes in you both glare at the person so hard they just leave. No one, I repeat, no one is getting in the way of you two being together. Why this "us against the world" mentality? Unclear. Difficult to penetrate this layer you put around yourselves. I'm assuming it will manifest differently for each couple.

You two might be really good with your finances. You could be well off as a couple, or just very very organized. I don't see a fully conjoined bank account for most of you (although it can be present), but a lot of your collective money goes into the house, expenses, buying groceries, so it's like you two pour all of yourselves into this and the relationship. Again, very stable foundation.

Hobbies you two might like to indulge in together: Pottery, any form of art, gardening, reading in adjacency to one another (although not a hobby per se, you two might discuss the books afterwards), going out to see botanical gardens, literally chilling out and enjoying one another's company. Very canceian relationship in a way.

Energy Around Your Relationship With Them:

Cards: Two of Wands, Fool, Hermit, Knight of Swords, Hierophant, Empress.

Just like the previous reading, only some people have an idea of what your relationship is like, and none of their conceptions are complete. It's almost like there's nothing at all, although I know people do talk here and there. There's a lot of respect, almost unanimous, that you don't want your privacy violated. With the Two of Wands, that feeling that you two are really meant for each other comes back, because of the duality, and the world being held. Like completion is right at your hands. For some reason, I feel like some of you might be in a polyamorous relationship. This is not gonna resonate for all, but some of you are in one. Interesting.

Moving on, some people might wanna know what's going on behind the scenes, the ones who aren't as respectful, and maybe ones that are interested in you or in your spouse. That is normal, but it is also repelled because you two are like a coffin, plain and simple. They also believe you two are a very attractive couple and a lot of them wish they had both of you to, you know... A lot of other people might also speculate how your sex life goes. Actually, I feel like a lot of them do for some reason, not anyone who is extremely close to you, but people on the sidelines. You could be an attractive couple.

Your family and close friends think you two couldn't be better for each other. They also respect your privacy and let you have you personal space. You might live really close to one of your families, so you see them often. The mother might cook traditional dishes, but the father helps as well. A good, harmonious relationship among all, like there is absolutely nothing wrong. 10/10, no notes. This reading is even way shorter because, really, your relationship with your spouse is sacred and completely concealed from the outside world. People might go around dying to know, choking one another for one peak at you two kissing, or having a fight, or even breaking up. It reminds me of "The Wait Out" Seinfeld episode, where Elaine and Jerry had spent years waiting for this couple to divorce so they could date them. A lot of this energy on the sidelines of your relationship, but on the inside of it (counting family and friends)? Nope, no drama whatsoever.

Pile 2

Relationship With Your Future Spouse:

Cards: The World, Ten of Wands, Two of Wands, The Moon, Knight of Cups, Emperor.

Ok, I shuffled your cards three times. Reading this energy did not come easy to me at first and I believe that it is because, like pile 1, your relationship is sort of hidden. Unlike pile 1 though, your relationship is a secret from a lot of people. It's not a pathological secret, but it's one of those things that, at least at first (I'm seeing maybe first six months) you guys will wanna keep hush hush. It's for your own peace of mind. You don't want to be bothered by other people messing with your affairs. This could be a secret even from family and friends, until you decide to tell everyone. In my first reading I conducted, I heard that you two would be very open with it for the close ones, and very closed off to the world at large too, so take as resonates. This energy is here and is worth mentioning, but it's subdued.

The relationship in itself is really good. With the World, there's a sense of completion. Two became one. Unlike pile 1, in which both parties were unique in their own right, I believe you two are a whole. No telling where one begins and the other ends. You are like perfect puzzle pieces that fit together. I also sense for this pile that this is a higher level soulmate. You two definitely have others roaming around, and you'd be happy with other people, but you chose one another in a deliberate and sober way because you knew that you'd be the happiest together. No one else matters.

This relationship is very much a partnership. One helps the other with everything. It's such a calm energy I sense between you two, but it's not without its fights. You might quarrel easily over things that don't matter as much as you believe they do. Could be menial things like a grocery lists, changing light bulbs and etc. I also believe you two need to work on your communication a little bit, because there's something that isn't being said. I believe you'll need to work together more. It's also clear that you take each other's burdens and make them lighter with this Ten of Wands being followed by the Two of Wands. I don't even think it's conscious, just by being together you know all is well. Your fights, the things that make you unhappy, really don't matter in the greater context of everything. You two are so happy, and you've been so happy for so long, that you don't even notice it sometimes. What you need is to remind one another more often of how lucky you are to have each other and of how much you love one another.

Although I believe you two will stand the test of time, be careful to not let petty things get in the way and lead to a slippery slope of dread. Kind of like Dolly Parton's marriage in Steel Magnolias: She thought that her husband didn't love her because he never affirmed it, but when one of the characters died, the first thing he said was that he couldn't even fathom losing his wife like that. And he said it so casually, as if it came naturally to him. It could be that neither of you are the romantic sort, being practical instead, so sometimes you two forget to give all of those declarations of love. Then, instead of talking about it, you're afraid the other's gonna leave because you are not independent. This is coming from your partner's side more than yours. What you two will need is communication, love, expression, vulnerability. This is a very strong, loving commitment, you just need a little push.

Hobbies you two might like to indulge in together: I heard skiing. Hiking, being in nature together. I also feel you two might take up dancing. You like to watch television together a lot, but I feel like, as a couple, you're very independent from one another, very free. You two have your separate hobbies that you conduct in the same room together, and not necessarily things you do that are the same. If they play an instrument, for example, you might watch and not engage. Things like that.

Energy Around Your Relationship With Them:

Cards: King of Pentacles, High Priestess, Nine of Pentacles, Seven of Swords, Hermit, Blank Card.

Right away, I can tell that the reaction around you two's relationship is very positive. People around you see you two working together and are very proud. I barely sense the energy you were trying to protect yourselves from, so it likely worked. Something else I feel is that you are strongly connected to family, probably from both sides. Either that, or one of your families is very strong, and big. I'm sensing Mexican, but doesn't have to be. Just a loving, close family that would definitely get in the way if something happened to either of you. I also sense that they wouldn't be coy about lending money to you guys if you need and help with anything at all.

I'm also sensing people think you two are wealthy. This is not coming from the inner circle, but outer. Could be the clothes you wear. I'm sensing different things for different people, but mostly you two could be well off, but who knows. Not prominent. What I do know is that people notice you. Something else I'm seeing is that others might gossip that one of you is cheating, to steer some drama, and might even go out of their way to tell you about it. It's a lie, of course, and a bad one, but they want you to break up. Unlike pile 1, which is similar to this one if you wanna check it out, I don't think it's because they wanna date you. I think they are simply ill intentioned. People who wanna see some chaos. These are likely the people you are protecting yourselves from, but their energy is barely there.

I can also say with the Hermit and the Blank Card that, once more, no one knows much about your relationship. No one outside of your inner circle has easy access to you. That's deliberate and exactly like you want it to go. No one needs to butt into your affairs and you prefer to have peace. I'm also seeing you might live among the trees. I think this is like the fourth PAC I mentioned Twilight in, but it reminds me of the Cullen house. Definitely away from society and from people in general, a place that is just for you two. I think you might have gone through your fair share of trouble alone and you wanna make this marriage the safest you can possibly make it. I also sense it could be your refuge, so there's very little that others can have a say in, and the ones who truly love you don't try to give their two cents. They trust you, and rarely worry that something is gonna go haywire. A very very stable, and amazing, relationship, although a tad boring at times (again, remember to reintroduce passion in it when it's lacking, and you'll likely be fine).

Pile 3

Relationship With Your Future Spouse:

Cards: Emperor, Magician, Seven of Wands, Knight of Wands, Eight of Swords, Five of Cups.

First thing that came to mind is that you're gonna work together with this Magician. Not only as a couple, but as in actual work. You two are gonna be great. It's like one can't stay without the other. Whereas the other piles had a similar vibe when it comes to this, this is not a small energy. You two are absolutely psyched about each other. It's like you can't shut up about it, as if this is a gift from the heavens above, and you're absolutely astonished you get to be in the same room together. This is the most grateful of all piles so far.

This relationship transmutes things. I had to take two clarifiers for the Eight of Swords and the Five of Cups, and to me it seems like you two talk to one another about the hurtful past, the shitty things you went through in life, and you turn it into something else. This is my artistic pile. You two are very passionate, very wise, very committed to the world, but it's almost as if the work comes first. Because you two are always together and always working on the same thing, or similar things, it's like you forget this is a relationship. Sometimes, you tend to overlook having a normal dating life with one another.

Something else I sense is that you are immensely happy with one another, completely giddy, but you need to spend more time together one on one. I cannot stress this enough, it's like you work twenty four hours a day to get your projects from blueprint to final result and it takes ALL of you out. It's a very tiresome life. You also don't know how to set boundaries between family life and workplace, so you're always on the run. It's very admirable how much you two push each other to succeed, but rest and recovery is equally important. You can't do all this without crumbling under the heavy weight of everything. You're gonna have to choose.

You'll definitely have kids together. If you don't want kids, maybe a dog, or several. Cats, rats, snakes, any animals you like. You need to take care of something together. Whenever you need to go out, the first person the other thinks of calling is their partner. Be careful for this not to become co-dependent. Have some time for yourself, take a deep breath, meditate, do yoga, anything to get your mind off of this and remember you are an individual sharing your life with another individual (which you are so lucky to have, yes, we know, we get it, they also tell this to everyone) (also this is for a few of you only). This relationship can also be very emotionally taxing. Intense. Not many people can handle the passion, drive and commitment you two have with one another. It's a poet's dream, even a poet's nightmare, because the poet's relationship always ends in catastrophe, but yours just keeps going. You're proving everyone who ever said that a passionate relationship ends in ruins wrong.

Honestly, I can't envision you two without a smile on your faces. This will likely be the case for the rest of your partnership, however long it lasts. There's no way you're letting go of each other. "What? Letting go? It took me YEARS to get here, I'm not letting go of anyone," that sort of energy. I'm not seeing anything specific about your past hurts or your lives before the partnership, so I'm not gonna get into how many exes either of you has and why it took you years to be here, but it has. I also sense you two might be older when you meet, but not too much. Early thirties, late twenties.

Hobbies you two might like to indulge in together: Everything. You two do everything together. You enroll in classes together, paint together, play together, do make up, hair, clothing together. An absolute unit, simply being together makes you happy. You're each other's best friend. I don't think there's anyone in the world that understands and gets along with you as well as your partner and vice versa. It's really sweet, for many of you it is not toxic at all (although for some, if you are not completely healed and still hold some attachment issues it can go that way. I also sense this problem will not go far and it will be dealt with, but because you or them will be forced to face yourselves for this to continue) and it's just a happy time.

Energy Around Your Relationship With Them:

Cards: Nine of Cups, Nine of Pentacles, Justice, Strength, Ten of Pentacles, World.

Guys, I don't know what to say, this pile is just really prosperous. It's just really, really prosperous. It's like nothing can go wrong in your lives. There's not a single person around you two that doesn't see you are an amazing, well rounded, kind, sweet and generous couple. It's like you exude happiness and proactiveness wherever you go. No one can miss how happy you two are together, how devastatingly whole you two feel in the presence of one another. It's reminding me of Othello and Desdemona without Iago and the tragedy. Harps play when you pass. "We loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee."

I don't think anyone can say anything bad about you, and the ones who do get instantly smited. Someone always hears it and defends you two or the individual you (because sometimes people talk about you separately, comparing one and the other negatively). There's so many who support you two being together, and who would be very upset and even stop believing in love if you two broke up. And you two know you are loved and you are so grateful to be alive and together, to have your friends and loved ones be so supportive (although I am sensing that, for some of you, yours or their families are a little colder. They might be the only ones who don't think this partnership is all that great, so be mindful of that).

I believe that, if anything, you make other people's lives better. You also inspire others to find their own people, their own soulmates and families, their own place in the world. You two might have found each other by sheer accident as well, a real stroke of fate, and you make people believe in miracles again as well. A truly blessed, nothing-can-take-us-down, couple. It brings tears to my eyes. Amazing.

Pile 4

Relationship With Your Future Spouse:

Cards: Knight of Wands, Page of Pentacles, Ace of Swords, Nine of Pentacles, Five of Wands, Wheel of Fortune

This is an interesting relationship. It is very very cerebral. Philosophical. You two pick each other apart constantly. Ok, it reminds me of Hannibal and Will BUT DON'T PANIC, no one is murdering or eating anyone. It's because they have those psychological discussions and one really understands the other's mind. It's like you two look at one another and just… See. You understand each other intrinsically. Sometimes, you'll start to explain something to them, and won't even need to finish the sentence. You won't even have to speak any words most of the time. The amount of emotional knowledge you two carry helps to make things seem effortless in that regard. (A more accessible example than Hannibal and Will could be Beth and Benny from The Queen's Gambit).

I feel you like a lot of the same things, you have a lot of the same interests. I'm seeing a couple playing chess, but the chess could be metaphorical. Again, it's about going against one another. There's amicable competition here. It's not even a competition, actually, it's fun, just to see how the other works. This is fun for you two. I believe both of you are good with people, good with reading the room, knowing what to say and when to say it. You know that of one another and it feels good to have someone who understands, and someone who you know could destroy you and wouldn't. It's a strange dynamic, but it's surprisingly not toxic. In fact, of all the piles, this is the one that has the least chance of becoming a bad or dramatic relationship. There's not a semblance of fear. You two are like a mirror. You reflect what the other doesn't have perfectly.

You two are never gonna change too much. I got the Magician reversed as a clarifier for the Wheel. That being said, the likelihood of divorce is higher. I'm not sure it'll happen for all the couples at all, but there's a chance because it seems like it might get too boring for one of you. This is fine, you'll find someone else. For the majority of you, this won't matter. You found someone who you truly love and understand, a real partner in crime. Someone who you never wanna let go of — and they feel it back for you, wholeheartedly.

You two might fight, but it's funny. You don't take it seriously. It's almost as if it doesn't matter. Fighting in itself is exercise to you. It just fuels your already insatiable need for the other's brain. You might disagree on things here and there, but mostly you agree about it all. You could be that boring snobbish couple, but I'm also seeing captain Holt and his husband Kevin, from Brooklyn Nine Nine. You don't have a problem talking to other people at all. In fact, I feel you welcome it. You like other people, you like to see how they tick. You just spend a lot of time at home or at places where you can be alone and talk about things. Outing to museums are a must. I also feel you two do have friends and go out alone. Independent, but very much connected by an invisible cord that ties one to the other. It will likely never snap. Like Jane and Rochester, you'll bleed inwardly if it does. The soul is what you two want from each other. The soul.

Hobbies you two might like to indulge in together: Going to museums, walking around and window shopping, looking for pets to adopt, cleaning the house and making it perfect (which is a hobby because you value the home and are always decorating), listening to music, talking about dreams, spirituality, God and the universe, sharing books you've read, spending some time in silence and sharing your space.

Energy Around Your Relationship With Them:

Cards: King of Wands, Nine of Swords, Strength, Hermit, Eight of Wands, Judgement.

People are pissed because they want "in" this relationship so much. A lot of people might be attracted to either you or your future spouse (or both). Unlike Pile 1, though, they don't wanna have you two together, but separately. They also hate how much you love and understand one another, and they could always try to make you two "see" they are a better partner for them. Not sure what the logic really is here, but they want to be with you. There's something about your energy that is contagious, even addictive. People want it at all costs, which is rather taxing to you and your partner, hence why you stick together.

Your families expected you to marry different people. That's alright. A lot of you don't have a close contact with either families. The ones who do, are happy. There's no problem here, nothing of note. You're not incredibly close, but generally there is no hate. All is well. Friendship wise, all of your friends approve of this relationship and think it's awesome. They could have seen your spouse specifically going through a lot of partners who didn't see their soul as well as you do. For your side, I believe you might not have as many friends, but your close ones also approve of your partner. They think they have expressive eyes and a good heart. They know you two are meant to be together. If forever? Unclear. But there's this unsaid expectation that even if you broke up, you'd find each other again someday, even twenty years from now.

There's not a lot to say here. A lot of the judgment in regards to this union comes from people who wanna go to bed with either you or them. Nothing here of note other than that. You two live a calm, quiet and sweet life together. You share a nice home you both love, you might have animals, and you are content. You also don't mess with anyone else's affairs, which is notoriously good to avoid drama. And you help wherever you can, you're generous, which leaves people thinking positively. Some might think you two are weird, maybe you're too quiet, but overall, a good positive opinion by most. I'm not seeing enthusiasm, a "Oh my God, relationship goals," But more of a "these two can be together, if they wanna be." Good relationship.

916 notes · View notes

agvarina · 8 months ago

Note

PLEEEEASE CAN someome knock some sense into liu kang?!?! Rev lao or rev liu kang perhaps?!?!

Once The group met up with The rest of their allies they began planning their attack.

Lao meanwhile had to explain his baby to everyone Else, but he was prevented from telling Liu Kang who The Childs Father is by many things happening at once Scorpions return from The netherealm with news of Kharons ships and grandmaster Hasashis death, Raiden getting consumed by his rage, him fighting with Liu Kang, then calming down and revealing that Kronikka has Been doing this countless of Times.

And then to Laos horror Liu Kang got taken by Kronikka.

Lao steels himself and despite everyone being against him going with them he demands to Be let on those ships to go to secure a future for his baby and to rescue Liu Kang.

Raiden hesitantly allowing it as long as he stays on The ship were its safer.

And they were off to face Kronikka and her forces.

Even as their ships were attacked Lao managed to keep himself and Chao safe until revenant Liu Kang showed up to challenge Raiden, but pauses when he sees Lao and Chao.

His gaze softens at The sight of Them Before returning to his Goal of deffeating Raiden for allowing The death of everyone for The sake of Victory, Even their babys.

Lao could catch a glimpse of Raidens shocked and mournful face Before Said god did something wich caused a Bright lightning force to surround him and revenant Liu Kang.

Soon revealing a newly made god Liu Kang, they now had a chance to win.

The battle raged on against Kronikkas forces. Lao getting exhausted as The fight goes on, his body not ready for all this so soon after birth.

He colapses on his knees right Before they enter The keep too exhausted and in pain to continue.

Fire god Liu Kang coming to his side in a worry, embracing Lao into his arms to hold him as he tries to encourage him to go Back to The ship.

Lao shaking his head places Chao into The new gods arms and asks him that If he has to restart Time, that he takes Chao with him after all

"he won't excist without you" The last words That Liu Kang hear from his dear friend Before helping him to lay down and rejoining The others for The final fight.

Thanks to Chao having Been born outside of normal stream of Time, having come into excistence in The precent despite having not Been born in The past. He was saved from being erased by Kronikkas act.

Now it was just The two of them abd The hourglass.

Its then Liu Kang thought of Laos words to him as he gently rocks Chao in his arms, visions of moments he spent with Lao trough his Life showing up in The Sands of Time.

"he won't excist without you"

What did he mean by that, Liu Kang asks himself.

Just then then memory of their fun night out Before Shao Khans tournament started to play in The sand, a fond smile forming on The gods face as he remembers that night.

Then he sees it, The thing that made The remenants of his revenant selfs Voice echoe in his mind.

He seems himself and Lao making love that night.

"he won't excist without you"

He now understood what he meant.

"hes your son"

The Titan of Time fell to his knees, clutching The precious baby in his arms as he felt tears in his eyes.

How could have he Been so blind to not see it until now.

"you dont love me like I love you" echoes The Voice of revenant Lao in his mind.

He looks into The Sands of Time to see The final moments he had with his Lao, now hearing his final words That were whispered as he dissapeared into The keep with their precious baby boy.

"I love you"

ENDING UNLOCKED

HEARTBREAK

#mortal kombat #kung lao #liulao #liu kang

28 notes · View notes

mxlktxa · 2 years ago

Text

Old Days

┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

pairing; (teen!)joel miller x (teen!)reader

summary; reminiscing and dreaming about older memories is always fun. especially when they were ones that paved the way for where someones stands. whether the memories were positive or negative. lively or miserable. as long as they held a special someome they have today.

warning; 18+/suggestive scenarios, language, mentions of abusive behaviors/acts, drug usage, self harm, use of tobacco

word count; 3,127

author note; i wanted to try a little something but im extra nervous about this one… someone pls help me better my writing, i beg

┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

❀ 6

Who the fuck was this child and why on God’s green Earth was he staring at me so hard? With a smile and holding a flower out to me, like a total loser. An adorable loser.

“Hi,” he giggled.

I stared him down, eyes squinted at the flower in his hand. He stepped forward and pushed it out to me, causing me to jerk back, humming softly.

“My name’s Joel and I��m six.”

Fuck you, go away.

“Y/N. I’m six too.”

“Do you want this flower? It matches your shirt.”

Why are you being so nice to me? And how did you fine a yellow flower in this almost completely bland park?

“Okay,” my little hand reached for the miniscule plant, cautiously taking it. The boy named Joel giggled at ran away from me.

“I’ll find you more!”

Why? Don’t do that. Strange boy.

“Okay,” I kinda just stood there, watching him run around the playground for his flower finding mission, “You’re weird, Joel.”

___

❀ 16

“Fuck you, y/n. You’re nothing but a washed up slut. Nobody would even think to love you.”

“He said that to you?”

“Yep. My own father. To his sixteen year old daughter. Crazy, isn’t it?”

“Y/N… We need to get you out of there.”

“Oh, please, Joel. I’ve had worse. Done worse. I’m pretty sure I can make it just a couple more years in that house.”

“Or I could just ask around for you, see if anyone is willing to let you stay with them.”

“Joel. You and Tommy need to chill out. I’m gonna be fine. Swear,” I knew I was lying to these boys. But I couldn’t show them that I was weak.

Joel couldn’t take his eyes off me, staring down at my bruised rib area and cut up legs. Huffing, I swung myself off of the table, kissing Joel’s cheek and heading toward the swingset in front of us.

“Where is Tommy Boy anyways? Home?”

“Yeah. He’s just having a tough day today but he should be fine by tomorrow. We can all go to the movies then too.”

“Oh, fuck yeah. Ugh, so excited! I wonder who’s gonna chicken out for the movie first. I bet you it’s gonna be Tommy.”

“Tommy don’t like scary movies, you know that.”

“He’s gonna have to learn to,” I laughed, running my hands along the cold metal chains that held the swing up, “Come push me, Joey. You’re always so serious.”

___

❀ 17

School. Never liked it. Not one bit. I never really had friends, wasn’t known by anybody. If anyone did know me it was because I was the kid known for skipping class to hide out and smoke in the bathrooms or an abandoned classroom, the girl that sleeps with any guy she wanted, the freak who just looked like she was in a cult so she must be. I only ever had Joel and Tommy. Even if Tommy was younger and wasn’t even on the same grounds as Joel and I.

Well they had one thing right. I skipped class to smoke, that was a fact even teachers would agree to.

“You are so high off your ass right now. Aren’t you?” Joel sounded angry at my current situation, arms crossed and eyes filled with annoyance and rage.

I looked back at the doorway from the corner I popped myself into, giggling and waving to Joel, “Don’t worry, Big J,” I cooed, taking a quick puff and exhaling, “It’s only a cigarette this time. How’d you find me, Boyo?”

Joel snarled in disgust, marching over. I quickly pulled my shades down and tugged down on my sleeves, looking back into the wall.

“I understand that this is some sort of stress reliever for you, Y/N, but do me just one favor and quit it until school ends for the day.”

I looked down at my shoes, ignoring how upset Joel seemed, though it was hard since he was right beside me, tapping his foot on the ground and burning holes into the side of my skull.

“Joel. Now isn’t a good time.”

“No? Because you were just all happy-go-lucky when I found you.”

“Because I didn’t think you’d find me anyways.”

“You choose the same three abandoned rooms, Y/N. It’s not hard,” he huffed, snagging the cigarette from me and putting it out, “Let me see em’,” Joel demanded.

Shit. I’ve known him for too long then. Way too long. Not even Tommy understands that sunglasses and baggy clothes hides the damage done from a day ago. Maybe even hours ago.

“Joel. Please.”

“Please, just let me see.”

Silence. Joe wasn’t even mad anymore just upset and heartbroken. Simply because I didn’t want to hear his quivering voice anymore, I pulled back my sleeves and lifted the sunglasses. Joel immediately huffed and his knees nearly buckled.

“Cigarette burns? More cuts? A bruised, swollen lip? Fuck, Y/N!” Joel held back his crying, gripping my arm and shaking his head.

“Joel, please,” tears pricked my eyes, falling down after I looked away from him, meeting the corners of my lips, hesitant of falling from there, “I know it’s bad, I know. But I have nowhere else to go. My grandparents on either side don’t care to even check if I’m still breathing, I have no friends but you and Tommy, and I have no money and no help to move on my own.”

“I’ll beg my mother to take you in.”

“Joel, your mother will end up in jail for a kidnapping, no.”

“There has to be something!”

“There isn’t! Joel! There’s nothing!” I broke down, shooting up from the chair and pounding on his chest.

Fuck. I’m crying and screaming at him. Maybe I’m not all that strong. Not even a good friend. Sucks to be me, I guess.

One hand landed behind my head, pulling me into his chest, the other on my back, creating small circular motions. Gradually, we ended up on our knees, Joel comforting me and kissing my forehead, plenty of times.

“Let it out, Y/N. It’s okay.”

“Fucking help me, Joel.”

“I will. Me and Tommy will do anything any everything to help you.”

“Please. I’m begging you.”

___

❀ 19

“Joel! Joel, Joel, Joel!” my feet were forcing me to charge over to Joel, jumping on his back and covering his eyes.

“Woah! Y/N, slow it down. What’s going on?” Joel chuckled, carefully pinning me between a wall and him.

“First of all, I haven’t smoked a single cigarette since graduation, so congratulate me.”

“I’m proud of you, sweetheart, good job.”

“Second, I got excepted into college, another congrats, let me hear it!”

“Wait, what? You’re serious right now?“

“Unnecessarily serious.”

“Get off me right now,” Joel got serious so suddenly, it was kinda scary. He stepped forward, letting me drop down, turning to me with a straight face. For a second, he looked at my face then chuckled and pulled me in to kiss my forehead.

I sighed in relief, holding onto his wrists and he was now aggressively smashing his lips on my forehead, eventually pushing me into the wall.

“My baby! Look at y-, you smell like weed,” Joel raised a brow and ceased the kisses, still cupping my face with both hands. I gave a nervous smile, knitting my brows.

“At least it wasn’t a cigarette?” a nervous laugh was thrown in, watching as Joel shrugged and recommenced with the kisses.

“So, does this mean you’ve a dorm now? Or do you still live with them?”

“I have a dorm, don’t worry. I just… Hope my roommate is nice.”

“Me too,” Joel grinned, resting his forehead on mine. My thumbs ran across his wrists, trying to persuade my hands to not run to his waist or ass. Very tempting, truly.

“Fuck, Joel. Maybe… You’re my lucky charm, yeah?”

“Oh, of course. Only because I’m able to help tou get back on the right track every single time,” his words felt like a warm blanket, shielding me from how cruel the world could be. But only for the short period of time.

“Mmm, let me go before I try to fuck you.”

“Yeah, no, we are very much in public and that would definitely screw us over a bit.

“Yes… Okay, let me go,” we laughed, Joel kissing me sweetly before letting me go, “I’ll come again when you get off work.”

“Promise?”

“I promise. Big ol’ baby.”

___

❀ 20

I sat in my dorm bathroom, shaking profusely and rocking back and forth, roommate crying and banging on the door like a police officer.

“Y/N, please, sweetheart, come out! Don’t let him get to you, please. We can file a police report and press charges! I’m begging you, please!” Veronika pleaded, jiggling the handle and sounding like she was close to choking on her words.

Just then, there was pounding on the front foor. Veronika’s breath hitched and her footsteps left the bathroom door. I slowly lied on the floor, ignoring the razors and blood beneath me.

“Where is she?”

Joel?

“She’s in the bathroom. Please get her to come out. I’m scared she’s done something crazy, Joel.”

Joel. God, Joel.

I curled up into myself, squeezing my eyes shut. This wasn’t happening. I didn’t deal with anything crazy today. Totally didn’t. I didn’t have another man I trusted just completely overpower me while I was vulnerable today. Take advantage of me and viciously threaten my life. No. Not at all. It was all just some sick dream my brain wanted me to dream of. Right?

“Y/N. Open the door, sweetheart. Please. It’s me, it’s Joel. Come on out.”

“She hasn’t said anything the entire time she’s been in there.”

“How long has she been trapped in there?”

“Almost three hours.”

Silence. I silently cried on the floor, scared of what was to happen next. Would they leave? Would they discuss what they think is happening? What was next to come?

That’s when there was insane kicks landing on the door. I screamed, sitting up right and staring as they just kept coming down. Eyes hurriedly scanning the small bathroom, I looked at the window and weakly stood to wobble to it.

There was… Laughing? From multiple people. I shook my head, climing over the tub and trying to open the window. This wasn’t happening. No, not again. Never again.

“Leave me alone! Go away! I just wanted help with my work!”

“Come on out, Y/N! We just wanna talk is all,” a distorted voice was cackling behind the door, multiple laughs, multiple voices.

“Come out, gorgeous!”

“Let’s have a little fun, baby!”

“Leave me alone!” my voice nearly cracked and failed to deliver the scentence, the window opening half way. I punched out the screen out, taking the opportunity to crawl out, applying pressure to the fresh slits all over my arms and legs.

“Y/N! No!”

I was yanked from the window, held in a pair of frightfully strong arms that wouldn’t budge. I clawed, kicked, screamed, squirmed, pleaded, did everything to release myself.

“Don’t touch me! Get away! Please leave me alone! Please!”

“Y/N! Hey! It’s me! It’s us!” Veronika, cooed, hands on my face, feeling wet and smelling like metal, “Look, love. It’s me and Joel.”

It took me a minute but her face was morphing, replacing from my abusers to my sweet, scared roommate. I still kept trying to escape but toned it down, keeping my eyes on her.

“Hi, sweetie. It’s okay. It’s us, mama. It’s us. You’re safe.”

I eventually gave up, being lowered to the ground and set up against the wall, still tearing up like crazy just silently.

I looked to the other person, seeing Joel absolutely distraught. My view just wouldn’t stay focused on one person for too long, constantly switching between to two safest people I had with me now.

“I just wanted help with the work. I didn’t want him to do any of it. I was scared. I couldn’t-“

“Shh, shh, shh. It’s okay. We know, baby, we know,” Joel was bawling his eyes out, his hands replacing V’s and his forehead on mine.

“Help me? Please? Can you guys help me?”

“Yes, yes. Of course, sweetheart. What do you need right now? You wanna get all cleaned up? Want some fresh clothes?”

I nodded anxiously, still glancing between the two and shaking like crazy. Veronkia gave me the okay, running to get me clothes while Joel ran the water, checking up on me every two seconds. Literally.

“I’m right here, Y/N. It’s okay.”

What the fuck. Why the fuck? It was gonna take me forever to process any of this.

___

❀ 25

“Y/N? You okay over here?” Tommy questioned, rubbing my back, “You’re staring off into space with wide eyes again.”

“Yeah, I’m cool. Just thinking about some other things right now.”

“Like?”

“Sinking my teeth into a thick ass steak or something,” I laughed, leaning on Tommy. A snort left him as he leaned his head on mine, rubbing my shoulder.

“You’re tellin’ me. I’d kill for a steak right now,” he huffed.

Tommy and I had been sitting at a bench near a park bathroom, waiting for Joel, Maria and Veronika to come back. It had been maybe ten minutes since they all left to use the bathroom.

“Hey, Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“Where do you see yourself in a few years?”

Ah. The infamous question I’ve been getting since middle school. But this time I had a not so depressing answer. My eyes met Tommy, shyly smiling.

“Uhm… Waking up to two crazy kids. Right beside Joel. Laughing and playing in bed with them. Making breakfast for my happy little family. Kissing Joel goodbye for work and taking the kids to school then going to myself.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Yes. Definitely,” I started giggling and chewing at the skin around my nails, “Why?”

“Because he said almost the same thing when I asked him what he wanted.”

Joel actually wanted to marry me? I was just letting my little brain entertain me and allow me to assume Joel still loved me. After everything we’ve been through.

“So… Joel is in love with me? Like? For real?”

“No for fake,” Tommy paused with a blank look, looking away, “Yes for real, dummy!”

I huffed, punching Tommy in his knees, crossing my arms, “You scared me!”

Not really. I just don’t wanna hear what I already thought I knew.

“Okay, sorry, sorry! Look. They’re taking a little bit and I wanna show you something cool. Do you trust me?” Tommy questioned, standing from the bench as his hand reached out to me. I took it and stood in front of him, eyes covered by his hands.

“Hey!”

“Nope! Have to have them covered. Just for a little bit. You’re safe, promise.”

I put my trust in Tommy, holding onto his forearms to keep my balance. Tommy hummed a little tune as he walked me around, carefully guiding me.

Maybe five minutes of walking and Tommy stopped, “Okay. We’re here. Ready?”

“I’m scared but yes.”

“Okay… Look!” Tommy backed away, hands removing and both Maria and Veronika throwing white confetti at me. Startled, I squealed and waved it off, earning a laugh from the three.

“You wanted to show me white confetti?” I giggled, brushing myself off.

“No, silly. We wanted to show you this though,” Maria laughed, both her and Veronika stepped aside, revealing Joel, behind the two girls and on one knee. He held a beautiful bouqet of different flowers with what looked like a box in the middle.

“Joel?”

This wasn’t happening. This was all a dream and my brain was just trying to give me a happy moment.

“I know I said I would get you similar flowers to when we first met. When we were kids. But I got you this instead. Not a single one matches your outfit right now but… It’s still just as beautiful as you.”

“Joel, are you-? You’re serious?”

“Listen, Y/N. I know we’ve had our ups and downs, you hated me plenty of times and I didn’t wanna be around you from time to time either but I’m happy we never gave up on each other.”

“Holy shit, just shut the fuck up, yes!” I giggled, holding back tears and pushing past Veronika and Maria to go kiss and hug Joel for what felt like forever.

Joel chuckled, standing up and sweeping me off the floor the second he wrapped his arms around me. We stayed like that laughing, kissing, crying, hugging, all the good stuff for what felt like an eternity.

“So Tommy was telling the truth. About what you said.”

“What does that mean? What’d I say?”

“That you also wanted me to annoy you for the rest of your life.”

“That’s not what I said.”

“It’s close enough.”

“Not even a five minute walk to being close. Now get down and let me put this damn ring on you.”

___

❀ Present, 30

“Y/N. Wake up,” Joel groaned, lightly shaking me. My eyes shot open, scanning the room and landing on Joel a few times before wandering again to confirm I was home in bed with him.

“What happened? What’s going on? Are-“

“Yes, Y/N, I’m fine. You were flailing around like crazy then you were calm a bit then just huffing. Like you were crying or something.”

“Oh, no, I’m fine. Strange dreams. You know me, Joel. Big J. Joey. J-“

“Alright, alright, I get it,” Joel lied down, pulling me on top of him. We laughed a little bit, lying together and trying to get back to sleep.

“Joel?” he hummed in response, hand meeting mine on his chest, “Thanks.”

“What? For what?”

“Not giving up on me. I don’t know where I would be or what I would be doing. If I would even be alive-“

“Hey, hey, hey.”

“Sometimes, I don’t even think this is real. Like right now. Is it?”

“Yes, baby. It’s real. It’s all real. Don’t start that crying because I can assure you this is all real, you’re right here with me. Right now. We’re happy and healthy,” Joel attempted to look at me, blowing me a kiss and smiling.

“I love you, Joel.”

“I love you too, Y/N. And I would give you the world of I could.”

How and why did I get gifted this fucking guy since I was a kid? I was just super thankful to even lay my eyes on him and spend quite literally my entire life with him. Maybe I’m not entirely upset that that child stared at me with that dumb little flower.

#tlou #tlou part 2 #joel miller #joel the last of us #joel x you #joel x reader #joel x y/n #joel x female reader #fanfic #joel miller imagine #joel miller fanfiction #the last of us #f!reader #𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 ⋆˚✿˖°

63 notes · View notes

just-jae · 1 year ago

Text

Random Naruto rewrite ideas bc tumblr is my journal now and im feeling creative but lazy.

{Inspired by the original premise of the story (or maybe it was just an in-show rumor, memory fuzzy)} Genderswap Naruto's parents, have Kurama actually be Naruto's dad, and give Kurama a human form. His mom is the Kazekage who at first kept having to fight Kurama until the fox spirit developed a scheme to seduce her into lowering her guard. It ended up back firing bc he actually fell in love with her, but, long-story short it doesn't end well for either of them.

When Kurama's chakra leaks out it's usually linked to rage and muddies Naruto's own emotions with Kurama's hatred for Konoha and humans in general.

Naruto uses his knack for transformation jutsus to "become someome else" so often that its practically a habit. He even tries to introduce himself to his team under a guise that quickly gets blown, amd is often caught entering a village in a different form or shifting when he gets in trouble.

Overtime Naruto learns to live as himself and exercise his right to live his own life in Konoha. He also learns to accept both the good and the bad about his origins, as he learns to do the same for others.

Also he grows out his hair over time. no way this wild child is gonna mind cutting his hair. So he ends up resembling Jiraya in that regard, like, Jiraya with a beard or somethin.

Sakura is a plain old normie, who's more down to earth. She still starts off a bratty know-it-all, but once she gets out of her social competition mindset, her virtues as an intelligent, adaptible, hard worker with a knack for genjutsu and medical ninjutsu start to shine. I actually like the idea that she occassionally goes off and does her own thing to accelerate her improvement without Sasuke or Naruto there to do all the heavy lifting, not only so that she's better help to her team but also so she stands a chance against more vicious ninja if she ends up on her own. Her fighting style is inspired by the Black Tiger Fist. She also takes after Kakashi in learning many different kinds of jutsu, even finding ways to pull off chakra-heavy jutsu by basically performing a lesser version. Her fireballs may not be as hot as Sarutobi's but she can still do them, and it comes in handy.

Shiore and her team are reoccuring characters, could be any role tbh. I just wanna see more of them. Maybe they end up "conveiniently" bumping into certain teams during missions or training. They exchange information through careful small talk to track the worldly news, influence eventsin their favor and watch their own backs, but they aren't necessarily friends or enemies.

Rock Lee is the main character, and wears black or dark green/blue clothes that resemble historical ninja attire. On top of being a taijutsu specialist he also is a history nerd who is very proud of Konoha.

Mix up their Adult heights ya? Like, some short folks and some tall folks. Built folks and lanky folks. Choji and Hinata should not be the only ones with a distinct body types.

Sasuke, as a kid actually wants nothing to do with ninjas, he's enrolled bc he's an orphan, and an Uchiha, but he's "scheming" to somehow get out of it, and in the meantime makes sure he's really good at his job so that he can rank up faster and have more say in where he goes/what he does.

Has PTSD.

Kakashi, unintentionally ends up being like an older brother or father figure to Sasuke, they have a falling out at some point bc Kakashi is also an actual mess, but they reconcile eventually and help eachother get through the bullshit of the ninja world.

The Sharingan is a lot more limitied, like, it just tracks faster movements and effects people's perception of reality (genjutsu). That's it.

Hinata and Neji wear kimonos at first, like the rest of their clan, then wear more deviating clothing later (or maybe Neji keeps wearing the kimono)

The Byakugan is like rolling a 10 on perception. They're the eyes of Konoha, and on top of seeing physical weak spots and points to exploit, the Hyuuga also tend to attack their opponents psychologically. Some even think they're telepaths. In general, its very difficult to hit a Hyuuga, genjutsu a Hyuuga, and stay indifferent to a hyuuga when they try to get in your head. It makes them hard to trust even when they're nice. so their members are easily socially isolated from the rest of Konoha.

Neji was actually planted on Tenten's team to gather info on the Senju Clan. (I love the Tenten is Senju theory) but he ends up learning more about them from Lee.

Hinata has black hair.

Kiba's and Akamaru are inspired by the Shiba Inu dog breed. Members of their Clan don't normally become ninjas, they're more or less just doing their own thing , but Kiba's calm and reserved personality and skills made him ideal for spying/tracking, so some Konoha officials pull some strings to get him on a reconnaissance team. He's still very dog like, but he's a silent deadly dog and ends up adopting his team as his packmates- very protective of them.

Akamaru is a normal sized dog... with a shiba inu based design.

The sand siblings start out as evil bullies and end up as friendly bullies, but they keep their rough edges well into adulthood bc why wouldn't they?

After Gaara gets beat up by Naruto, at first he's pissed. But then, as he's processing the encounter he ends up misinterpreting it as "use other people for your own gain" its only after some life happens and mayne a few more bumps into Naruto that he actually understands that the point is wanting to protect people you love.

He also ends up becoming more expressive since he develops an interest in actually interacting with people beyond killing people and following orders. Gaara still comes off as an asshole but that's just his Suna accent (yes I headcannon that Suna are generally a bunch of disconnected assholes- like, Kankuro was about to beat up a toddler for fun just for bumping into him. And he's the Kazekage's son lol.)

There would be more elaboration on Suna's rag-tag nature and instability. They may even go through a political recession/collapse after the failed attack of Konoha- especially if other enemies-- the ones that put pressure on them, see it as an opportunity to scamble them like eggs.

Um... *twaddle's fingers*.

Juugo's power isn't a Clan thing, but an anomoly. Like a mutation or some sort, probably caused by some spirit or jutsu gone wrong. Like a tragic wish story or somthin.

UUmm.

Itachi's deal is that he left Konoha after processing the fact that he was so indoctinated as an Anbu that he actually killed his own family just to stop a suspected uprising. So he goes "eyo fuck this" and leaves Konoha with a deep hatred for his home village.

The Akatsuki are just a gang of rougue cimminals who agree not to bother eachother or rat eachother out, most end up teaming up for common interests and its usually an ironic pair. Itachi didn't want to join at first, but his fish pal happens to be part of the group and when confronted by them he ends up accepting the ring begrudgingly.

UM...

Occasionally senseis exchange footnotes or team up/temporarily swap out, to allow certain members to bemefit from a sensei that specializes in their stregnth. Like Kurenai being a good genjutsu teacher for Sakura, or Asuma being a good kaijutsu teacher for Tenten, Might Gai could help Sakura with her taijutsu. it would also contribute to the theme of interconnectedness. This wouldn't even be a formal process, just something the senseis figure to do on their own bc its good for their students.

Also Senseis' night out.

#naruto #Creative re-write for fun #fanfiction #brainstorm?#more like braindump #brownthoughts00

10 notes · View notes

failing-to-write-again · 5 years ago

Text

Reiji Sakamaki X Reader

Hanahaki AU: where one begins to grow flowers in the lungs due to their strong romantic feelings towards another. The only cute is to have your feelings returned or a surgery that risks leaving you devoid of romantic, or in extreme cases all, emotion.

Gender neutral pronouns of they/them

A single gardenia, a symbol of secret love, lay in a pool of blood staining the hardwood floor of the lab. Looking down in disgust at the mess the vampire stood and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief before cleaning up the mess caused by his latest coughing fit.

Reiji was no fool, he was entirely aware of his condition and it's cause and he hated it. He hated the idea he had fallen for... them. The most recent sacrificial bride to enter mansion, having been a replacement after Yui was claimed fully by Ayato once they began a romantic relationship. Reiji and his superiority complex couldn't comprehend the idea that this mortal human had somehow caused his unbeating heart to pine for them. He had began coughing around 3 months after their arrival, back then it only being after long periods of time in their presence. Now the mere thought of them would have him buckled over and coughing up flowers clawing at his throat. He knew the risks of leaving his condition untreated and was set on creating a formula to rid him of this horrid ailment, after having disposed of the bloody flowers he was back to researching potential cures.

It was of course at this moment you knocked on the door, and against his better judgement he allowed you entry. "Hey Reiji-kun, or is it -san? this honorific system is rather confusing, anyway do you have any books of radiation poisoning? I would like to fact check some information and that's difficult without the internet." You the object of his most secretive affections asked politely and utterly naive to your effect on the vampire. He immediately turned away to his bookshelf grabbing the necessary books before placing them to the counter on his right, "You are correct in using -kun as we are in the same year and class, is that all Miss/Mr/(third NB option idk) (Y/L/N)?" He replied curtly remaining facing away from you as he discreetly covered his mouth to hold back the sea of petals begging to burst from his lips.

Sensing something was wrong (well done you have eyes) you slowly reached a comforting hand out before second guessing yourself and holding it against your chest. You walked closer to the attractive male timidly, "Reiji-kun are you alright? You seem troub-" you were cut off by the sound of Reiji hacking up quickly crumbling to the floor in pain blood and petals spewed from his mouth. You ran to his side rubbing his back to comfort the pain slightly and moving a nearby dustbin to catch the blood in. However Reiji shoved you away in favour of struggling alone, if the thought of you touching him made it worse how would the actual touch help? "Leave at once *cough* you will just *cough* make it *cough* worse." Reiji command through the hacking up of flowers.

"Why haven't you told them, if you've gotten close enough to love them then they obviously know how wonderful you are. Are-are you getting the surgery?" You stood with your hands over your mouth in shock. Your eyes wide and filled with concerned. "If you've made me, the person you torture almost daily, fall for you I'm certain you can get anyone to and not lose your ability to feel."

That immediately stopped his coughing fit. He stared down at the two blood stained gardenias and the surrounding scattered petals while trying to process your words. "You... you have feelings towards me...after everything I've said to you? Why? Don't you prefer Shu?" The poor vampire was confused, after being raised having his mother always favour his older brother he is convinced people like Shu more then him on principle. As much as he will refuse to admit it, he had gotten used to second place when it came to affection. Having heard enough of those rants to be able to roughly understand the situation, you smiled gently before walking back over and sitting on the floor beside his hunched over figure. You slowly placed your hand on his upper arm, unsure of his thoughts towards the contact.

"I do care for you Reiji, more then Shu. When you aren't being as cold as normal or punishing me or despising me for being mortal... you're very fun to spend time with. You play chess with me and let me stay in your study and read while you experiment. Of course when you later drug me with them I don't mind as much because at least I get to hide away from the triplets the rest of the time" Reiji felt a wave of guilt after hearing those words, although you'll never be told that directly. At least not until he's gotten practice..."My point is, you're special to me Reiji because you're you, not because you're smart, or rich, or because you're related to Shu. It's because you're you, the socially awkward dork who collects fancy tea sets and refuses to let us get wifi even though this would've made getting you the surgery or in touch with your crush faster. Now let's go find her." You stood up dusting off your skirt and began walking towards the door.

Only to stop as chuckling began, a deep and foreign sound from the ravenette (is it black or dark purple?). "You're still dense as ever I see, how I fell for you I still don't know," Grabbing your arm gently and pulling you back to floor between his legs into a hug. His head buried in your neck and his entire body shaking with relief. Then you put your arms around him and Reiji thought he'd died and entered heaven. He never got hugged as a child and shut out anyone who tried when older, and now he was experiencing one for pretty much the first time and loving it. Then you kissed his forehead and he started to cry, but if I describe that I'm fairly certain I'm going to find something in my tea.

Of course that was a lie, he knew parts of why he loved you, and was close to actually understanding the rest. But he's an emotionally repressed mess this is the best you're getting for now. He was thanking himself for not letting you get wifi here yet, the notion of having a surgery to remove him of these emotions a horrid thought when the warmth of your love was within arms reach the entire time.

#reiji sakamaki #diabolik lovers #reiji sakamaki x reader #someome get this child friends #he needs tea hugs and love rn #there really aren't many DL tags I can think of #I'm a bad writer it's been like centuries since I've posted

118 notes · View notes

thecherrytarot · 2 years ago

Text

𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

pile 1 → pile 2

Pick the photo you feel the most drawn to and please remember that this is a general reading so take what resonates!!

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝟏:

𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

They might think that you are someone who is an intellectual, quick witted and a talkative person. They think of you as someone who is assertive and daring, not afraid to take risks or act out of the norm. They think that you are someone who is courageous and rebellious. They might even feel intimated by you, like for example they might look at you and think "oh you don't wanna get on their bad side" cause they think that if someone hurts you, you like to hurt them back in order "to move on" from them, doesn't has to be the case, its just that some might get this impression from you. Very competitive and they think it is hard to win an argument against you cause do NOT like to lose an argument. Impulsive and impatient like they think if you want something you have to have it now or as soon as possible. Many of you might be in the age group of 20- 40 years and an air sign (Aquarius, Gemini, Libra).

𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝐕𝐈𝐈. 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐭

Your friends and family also think that you are someome who is daring and rebellious, pretty similar to the pervious mesaage. Sometimes they feel like you are someone who fakes it until you make it and are rarely as confident as you seem to be. You may have faced a lot of obstacles in your life journey and that might have made you this way. They think that you may act defensively or aggressively to hide that you are feeling emotionally vulnerable. They think that you avoid making decisions that could lead to your happiness because you are afraid of failing (this is more of what your family feels rather than friends). You may have stayed in unhealthy situations/relations longer than needed because you feared the unknown future and thought that staying in familiarity will help you. They feel like there is something you would like to change about your life, but you are too scared. I'm also picking up a message that your friends/family think that you have a lot of love to give others, just don't know the right/healthy way to express it or have someone to share it with it. Some of you didn’t feel very loved when growing up and want to make up for it by having a loving relationship, almost feels like healing your inner child (?)

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝟐:

𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡

They might think that you have a strong presence not in a dominating way but you are someone who has their shit together. You may have inner strength and great leadership skills. To them you are someone has control over their emotions and know how to be at calm even in tense situations. You have all the skills and techniques required to succeed in your career. They think of you as someone who is patient, compassionate and has a lot self confidence. They feel like you have a lot of love to give and feel a lot of compassion for others. They think that you are unique and have an artistic heart. Many might even look up to you.

𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬

They feel like you are some who is unpredictable. They think they know you but then they feel like they really don't know you. For example, if something bad happens, they think you might react in a certain way but you DON'T and that suprises them. It doesn't necessarily mean it's a bad thing, it can indicate that you are someone who knows how to adapt to such situatons. “when life gives you lemons and make them into lemonade" vibes. Your friends/family might think that you're the funny one in the group. They also think that you are someone who has some special skills or luck in life. You might have income from more than one source or may have invested in many things and the people around you think that you are really good at handling finances. If not, you may be someone who does well even with less amount of money. They think that you win even if you haven’t put much effort in. To them you make everything look easy and simple, like its natural to you. I don't know why i keep getting this feeling that this is the "art student" pile like you don't have to be one but it can simply mean that you followed your heart and made your hobby into a career.

thank you so much for reading, please leave a feedback!!!

#free tarot reading #pac tarot #pac reading #general tarot reading #pick a card reading #tarot reading #fs tarot #love tarot #pick a pile #love tarot reading #fs tarot reading

564 notes · View notes

watsername · 2 years ago

Text

either way i think drantis are way worse than the reputation they’ve built for dream fans despite how much they preach political correctness and moral superiority . i’ve been watching dream for just over two years now and here’s a list of my interactions with antis

March 2021 - Somi Malek

a 16 year old girl from new york made a total of 8 tumblr accounts to

-harass me

- send me fanfiction about mutiliation rape incest and animal abuse

- write a fanfiction in my asks about me being raped by both dream and sapnap (separate asks)

- sent me suicide bait, death threats, rape threats

- downloaded and sent mw pictures of myself from my private social media accounts and threatened to post them online on body rating sites .

i almost had to get the police involved because tumblr wasn’t responding to my harassment reports

this was because i posted under #dreamwastaken

The First Las Nevadas Stream (also march 2021)

i made a post saying it made me uncomfortable that people were saying dream deserved to be tortured under the cc!dream tag

antis used this an excuse to tell me

- i deserved to be tortured ‘just like that f****t streamer*

- i needed to be raped with a rusty pipe (i’ll never forget that one)

- i got sent suicide bait for a week straight

there was some overlap with the somi incident here

October 2022-

anti commented under my post about how ugly dream is and whatnot post face reveal stuff u know anyway i told them it was unnecessary and to get some friends and make their own post and they

- called me a slut

- tried to imply i was a child predator for telling a minor to stop fighting with them under my post (i have the word slut in my url which means all my interactions have a sexual undertone apparently)

- tried multiple times to trick me into saying i hated poly people

- when i shut down the conversation they forged screenshots of me saying i hate poly people and they aren’t valid and threatened to send it to people

this was for saying idc if dream isn’t your type tell him he’s pretty which most people would know is lighthearted stan behaviour

those are the biggest issues thatve stuck with me but there’s been so many incidents where i’ve had to shut my ask box or close anon asks or take a whole break from tumblr because people stalk the dream smp tag to see who they can target

i get hate asks on a near daily basis and here’s what they come to

- sapnap would sexually assault me

- i deserved my sa (happened after i opened up about it for the first time and when i said i hates what minx said about the recent situation)

- general death threats

- slut shaming

- dream is a bad person (the reason varies) and he would commit a violent crime on me (also varies sometimes he wants me dead sometimes he wants to rape me depends on what the antis are thinking about)

- sui bait (expected)

- sui baiting dream in my inbox

- dream is going to rape george

- sapnap is going to beat george to death for being gay

amongst other things this is only the things i can think of that happened to ME and i know that there’s so many people who revive so much violent hate for just existing on their blog and posting about their interests from people who take a personal offence to people being a fan of someome they don’t like . and they have the gall to say that WE are the aggressors in the situation when they’ve been telling us to kill ourselves for years now

dream fans have a reputation from the way SOME people acted on twitter, but antis are using the facade of moral righteousness to disguise the fact that they are displaying all the violent behaviours they project into us

#tw rape mention #tw sa mention #tw animal cruelty #tw incest mention #tw sui bait #i don’t know if i tagged everything let me know if i didn’t

10 notes · View notes

onecupofskim · 3 years ago

Text

Our experiences in the Plural community over the years

This post will contain brief mentions innapropriate relationships between adults and minors, and trauma denial. Please continue at your own risk.

Around the age of 12-14, we were very active on Kik. There we were engaged with a handful of witchcraft groups, one of which we had a partner by the name of Riley. Riley was 19.

Riley began teaching us about Tulpamancy. They said it was a way to not be so lonely in your own head. As a young child who had no friends in school, this sounded great.

They linked us to a couple of tumblr posts and a google doc and we went to work.

Oh. Right. Nothing happened. Because you can't force a headmate into existance.

Alright. Well if that didn't work, maybe theres something else!

Oh, Spirit bonding! That sounds like it'll work.

So we meditated. Oh, theres someone here! His name is Raphael. Here, lets put him in this ring and when we wear it, he'll be with us. (I'm facepalming just writing this.)

Except. He was always there. Huh. Weird.

Oh, we made a soul bond with a dragon named Mephisto! Kinda weird that I cant find any information about her existence online...

Huh.. none of this is really adding up.

When we were in our freshman year of highschool we learned about kinning.

We became invested. We kinned a demon character named Greyson. Greyson lived in our head and could change his appearance at will-- Wait what do you mean thats not what kinning is?

Later on we found a game that we really liked at the time, despite its dark themes. We "kinned" the main antagonist. When we would get stressed or anxious he would "shift" out and take over. That's normal right?

Back to the tulpamancy again. Someome had reccomended a discord server regarding tulpas. Kinda weird how everyone was saying Sal wasnt a tulpa even though he lives in our head... huh. Weird.

Okay well. Maybe.. Maybe we are a system. We began learning about systems and systemhood around the age of 16-17. We had never heard of DID or even MPD before.

The more research we did, the more we realized that these weren't kins or tulpas or anything else. They were alters.

They were pieces of our childself broken to bits due to childhood trauma.

Woah.

That would explain. A lot.

We were still apart of the kin community, after finally learning what it really was. We had met an individual who's name I cannot recall. We'll call him Shadow for now.

Shadow was an interesting individual.

We spoke with him frequently about our suspisions of being a system. However he doubted us.

He was in his freshman year of college, with goals to persue becoming a therapist. He was in the middle of a Psych 101 class.

He told us about endogenic systems.

He claimed we didn't have nearly enough trauma to warrent a system, and that instead we were a natural system. One that forms because youre lonely, or need someone.

We were confused... Was what we went through growing up not enough..? Maybe hes right. Yeah people out there have it worse. Those are all parts of any normal childhood! (Spoiler alert. They aren't.)

We began engaging with the endogenic community and were suprised by how much hate they recieved. We engaged with the community briefly, but something didn't seem right.

We spoke with a close friend we had known for years at this point. She had actually graduated with a degree in psychology. We spoke to her about our experiences and she began to tell us more about DID. And looking back on it now, what she told us was all truthful information. Thank you Ali, you're a lifesaver.

We stopped engaging with endos. We found evidence against them. We learned and grew.

We had a few more.. interesting. Experiences with an ex partner but. Thats another post for another time.

Long story short, our experiences with the plural community led us astray from actually acknowledging and accepting the fact we were traumatized. We ended up getting support for our trauma much later than we could have.

This is why we are anti endo. This is why we are anti tulpa. A constant spread of misinformation led us to falling off our path to healing when we needed it most.

#did #did system #system #actuallydid #dissociative identity disorder #osdd #fictive #anti endo #plural #actuallyplural #pro sysmed #sysmed #i actually hate the term sysmed with my whole body #long post #long reads #lucifer.txt

24 notes · View notes

dabiboy · 4 years ago

Text

Did someone order angst? Here it is! My heart broke while writing this, but I promise you, read all of it, it's angst to fluff and together with my broken Dabi piece this became one of my favorites too.

TW: blood, violence, death, curses. Also some manga spoilers.

In a Million Years

All of his body hurt. Different types of pain. What had happened? How much time has he been there? Hawks didn't know, and what woke him up was the annoying white light coming from the roof, that, and the blood dripping down his forehead.

The pain and the lack of weight on his back made him aware or the missing wings, but it was still hard to focus and to process how he got there.

"Are you finally going to tell us where the documents are, bird shit?" A male voice said out of nowhere. What documents?

"I don't know what are you talking about" He said weakly. His hands were tied behind his body, all of his limbs were in pain. And there were no feathers around to help him.

"The documents, now!" A kick in his face. Where the hell where his wings? Not even feathers?

"I have no idea what are you talking about!" Keigo hissed, trying to stay firm and not to break in front of those unknown man.

"Boss, the pidgeon won't talk"

"Oh, is that so?" Another man knelt down in front of him, pulling his golden locks to make him look up "Then let's make the bird sing" They laughed, standing up and walking away from him "bring the kid"

At the selection of words, Hawks eyes went wide open. Did they kidnap a kid? Was it the name of a villain? Fuck, wait a second. It couldn't be. His heart started beating faster and harder against his chest, hoping he was wrong. And then, his soul left his body, replacing it with fear and despair. When the huge metal gate opened, he saw it. A large man's hand on a tiny shoulder, a shaking shoulder. Haru had a bruised eye, tears were still wet on his cheeks as he hold on to his dino plushie, cucumber, with his last bits of strenght.

"Daddy!" He screamed and try to run to him, but the man didn't let him.

"Haru!" Keigo screamed, losing his mind, breaking his voice "What the fuck do you all think you're doing!" He tried to get away from the ropes grip, but it was impossible "Let him go! Please! He has nothing to do with all of this!"

"Are you gonna speak then?" One of the men asked.

"I know shit! I-I swear I don't just let him go" He kept moving, but when he did the man that was holding Haru pushed him down to the floor, his knees getting hurt. He started crying again.

"We'll start plucking him if you don't speak, fucking pidgeon"

"I swear I know nothing, I work for the commission, my father was a thief and a murderer, I was undercover with the league, I- I fucking killed Twice but please just don't hurt him, he's just a kid, he's just-" they cut him off when another kick was given to him, making him spit blood.

"Don't hurt my daddy!"

"Shut up you too" The other man did pressure, making Haru legs hurt thanks the hard concrete beneath him.

"Hey, hey kid. Look at me, it'll be fine, ok? It's fine. Just hold on a bit longer, I'll get us out of here" Keigo said with a trembling voice, blood covering his face together with sweat and dirt.

"And now you're lying to him. So pathetic." Haru's plushie was taken away from him, and the man kicked him towards Keigo's direction. "Fucking speak or next will be your damn child!" Rage was the only emotion in his voice, and Hawks was helpless than ever.

"I already told you everything! I-I don't know what the hell you're talking about," a sob "listen, I've got money, I can give you everything the fuck you want you can even kill me right here but let my son out of this" he spoke through his teeth, pain more evident than ever.

"You are worthless," their boss said "let him go, and the child to" a man started cutting the ropes that were holding Hawks, finally feeling peace "get rid of both of them" and with that last sentence, everything went to shit.

Haru was free from his grip too, running towards his dad who was still weak on the floor, and just two steps before he could make it to Keigo's arm, a deafening noise filled the room. A gunshot.

Hawks didn't even have the time to scream when his son fell to his arms, blood dripping his shirt.

"Haru!" He said, moving as he could, laying him on his leg as he pulled his bleeding torso to his body "No no no no, you fucking bastards!" A piercing scream left his throat, but the men were already gone. "Baby, baby come on. Look at me, please" he gave little slaps on his cheek, trying to make him open his eyes, while his free hand tried to put pressure on the wound. "Haru I need you to wake up, please my boy come on, stay here" his chin was trembling, tears running wild down his dirty cheeks "Someome help!" Keigo looked around, but it was only him and Haru.

"Dad?" He said weakly. "Where's... Cucum..." He was already slurring his words.

"What? Cucumber, your dino. Right here baby, there" after looking around, he streteched his arm towards the stuffed animal, giving it to Haru.

"Come on chicken wing, talk to me please. We-we gotta go home, to mommy, to your friends, come on" it was impossible to describe Keigo's emotion at thar point. He was broken, more broken than any other man in history.

"Daddy I'm... I'm scared" Haru finally opened his golden eyes, breaking Hawks's heart even more "I'm cold"

"No, no, don't be. It'll be fine I promise I, please I-I will take you home now. Haru? Hey, Haru!" Keigo held him tight against his chest, his mouth wide open but no sounds leaving, just drowned screams full with sorrow. His boy, his precious boy was suffering and there was anything he could do about it. He was about to leave. And he knew it, he fucking knew it. Keigo's lips were on Haru's forehead, whispering words of hope, promises that he was not going to be able to fulfill. Not anymore. His hand was on Haru's head, afraid of let him go. But after short seconds, the green-like dinosaur plushie fell to the floor. Free from Haru's hug. Keigo's throat almost bleeding from the strength of his painful scream, of his cry for help.

And then, he woke up.

Hawks sat abruptly on the bed, cold sweat covering his whole body as his erratic breath kept him unaware of his where being. A comfy bed, natural sun light, smell of cookies, fresh mint, perfume. Home. He was there and he couldn't tell. It was his room, the room he shared with you. Pictures of Haru, you and him were on the night stand and hanging on the wall. His cheeks were still wet, he was crying in his sleep. Keigo got up, the similar pain on his limbs returned, but also did the weight on his back. His wings were there too, big and strong as always. Giving a fuck about the pain, he walked out the room. The hallway that led to the living room was empty, also the bathroom, the guest room and Haru's room. But there was noise coming from the living room. And when he got there? His heart skipped a beat, his shoulder resting on the wall when he lost his balance.

"Daddy you're awake!" Haru said happily, setting his dino book aside. "I will call mommy, she said I should call her when you-" Keigo interrupted him. He had walked towards him when he was still talking, and kneeling on the floor he hugged the kid tighter than ever. "Uhm, are you ok?" Haru asked with curiosity. "You're sweating! Maybe you have a fever, I gotta call-"

"I'm fine, my chicken wing" a sob, followed by a smile "I'm better than ever" gaining distance, Keigo cupped Haru's face in both hands "I'm just very, very happy to see you" He laughed just a bit, combing his hair and kissing his forehead. He pulled him in again, his hand caressing Haru's hair. And then it hit him. He was on a mission, and a wanna be villain with a strong quirk disabled him and made Hawks fell to a rooftop, hitting his head and vanishing. Everything was a dream, a nasty dream.

"Did you have an ugly dream? I have those sometimes too" Haru said, trying to look at his dad, whom nodded.

"I did. It was, uhm... A very ugly one" Keigo tried to smile, reassuring his kid that now he was fine. He got free from his grip and ran to grab his plushie.

"Here! You can hug cucumber, I hug him everytime when I have ugly dreams" Haru smiled widely, giving Hawks his most precious item.

"Thank you, chicken nugget" Keigo hug the plushie and kissed it's head, but then placed it on the couch. "Wanna eat some fried chicken, and a huuuge milkshake? Whadaya' say" again he didn't even care about his pain, he grabbed Haru by the waist so he could lift him in his arms. "We can even call mommy and tell her to leave the agency earlier, sounds good?"

"Yes!!" Haru raised his arms in victory "can cucumber have a milkshake too?"

"He can have two milkshakes" Keigo kissed his cheeks, making the child clap in joy. "Hey, kid" this time, Haru tilted his head, showing he was paying attention and that, at the same time, he was curious "I love you. So, so much. Never forget that, ok? I will always protect and take care of you, got it? You're my chicken wing, I love you," a kiss on his temple, "I love you" another on his forehead.

"I wub you too, daddy! And Cucumber loves you as well" Haru smiled widely, giving Hawks's heart the peace he needed.

"Yeah, there's love for him too" Keigo laughed and started walking towards the kitchen "Now, let's order some food and call mommy, ok?" Haru held tightly to his father's neck, resting his cheek on his shoulder. And Keigo? Keigo held him with all of his strength. He was not leaving his baby boy. Never, never in a million years.

#hawks x reader #hawks headcanons #mha hawks #my hero academia hawks #hawks #hawksbnha #hawks x y/n #bnha hawks #keigo x y/n #bnha keigo #keigo takami imagine #keigo takami mha #keigo takami #takami keigo x reader #mha takami keigo #takami keigo #Spotify

74 notes · View notes

therandomfandomme · 4 years ago

Text

I recently found out it's a very Dutch thing to congratulate everyone at a birthday party, not just the person whose birthday it is. And I'm so baffled that others don't do this, because someone's sibling or child or friend is getting a year older that's so cool, congrats! I get it's awkward, but it's not nearly as awkward as not knowing someone, so just not acknowledging someome in any way or awkwardly having to introduce yourself and it's a great way to figure out how people are related, because you'll say: "Congrats with your..." and they'll fill in the blank! It also lets others know you're there, so they don't miss you and can come say hi and catch up

#dutch #customs #birthdays #dutch culture #the netherlands

51 notes · View notes

iraniq · 4 years ago

Text

Birthdays be like...

# Thomas Andrew Felton:

/the scene happens in England/

- you woke up early to prepare breakfast

- barely slept the night from excitement

- half way through someome kissed your ear

- "woke up 2h ago to walk Willow, saw all, but thanks for trying"

- "go away, it's a surprise"

- "let me help in then, love!"

- "you can't help in your birthday surprise"

- "watch me"

- ends up helping in his birthday surprise.

- you singing 'ophelia'song to him, incapable to replace it with Tom and still spunds good

- he made thousand videos and pics of you stumbling with the song

- no pancake hit the floor!

- still officially forbidden of giving Willow secret not dog food

- talking about Willow, she came fast when she heard voices

- ending up making dog friendly pancake

- flipping it right on her face /was already cooled/

- Tom got it all on video

- "look now, oh hi Willow, catch"

- "did you just flipped the pancake to fall on her face?"

- before you can say yes, there was no physical memory of the pancake

- watching cartoons on the couch

- "looks like someone is sleepy"

- "nooooo"

- "well if you hadn't stayed till 2 in the morning last night..."

- "was excited for your birthday"

- "and you said it like thousand times"

- "i am excited for birthdays, and yours is a special one"

- forhead kissed

- he muttes something that endes with 'love', but tight hugs and stroking hair, is one way ticket to dreamland

- bonus: Willow is a warm pillow on your lap

- afternoon long walks

- laughter

- singing on the streets

- silly pics

- pillow fight at home

- Willow stole yet another one

- "Willow's pillow fortress is getying bigger"

- "because you can't say no to your child, and instead taking them from her, you keep on buying new ones"

- fancy, low key filthy sexy looking dress for dinner

- a comedy movie no one watched...

- ... because pillow war revange

- and somewome had to keep an eye on popcorn

- food thief detected

- sloberly kisses and yet another pillow missing

- "just jump in the pool with the dress, love"

- drying hairs in the midle of the night

- matching pajamas

- Willow at board

- "your child just stole my sock"

- "she is your child now too..." - halj asleep deep british voice

- "ok, then, our child, just stole my sock"

- more forhead kissed and love mumbles

- snuggles

- "will meet you im dreamland"

# Erich Blunt:

*Ok we have all seen the tik tok - "take your clothes off" and how the girl spits her drink, and we all reacted like that*

- after midnifgt visit at the big house

- you have a special 'multipass' key card

- wake him up at 12:02 with *coughs* love

- everywhere

- i mean everywhere

- possible

- in the house

- then maybe at 5 o'clock in the company

- the boss chair, that's unfortunately a super normal one, because he refused to have fancy cabibet

- in the virtual relity room

- junk food at the sunrise on a super random place

- naps in the big, too fancy for naps, bed

- mid afternoon flight to a dessert rave party

- yes... plain checked

- matching outfits at the party

- the looks he gives you

- yes... at some random spots in the crowd

- his poker face is out of this world

- stargazing and hand holding

- tents at feativals are not soun proof...

- both umable to human the next day, dozzing off in the plane

# Julian Albert Desmond:

- a workoholic, scientist, perfectionist... with a metahuman bad experience inside his head... He could tell by the air in the room, something was off...

- a surprise was way beyond imaginable

- imagine everybody's faces when you casualy dropped at the station, introducing yourself

- "she is a spy" - Cisco said

- "Julian mentioned he had a girldriend...but i thought it was just for the excuse" - Barry said

- "nope, alive and in the flesh"

- you announced his upcoming birthday in a week and asked for help

- they were all instantly in

- same day, Barry got 'late'

- the captain gave them a case in the far abandoned aide of town, Caitlin was in the car with him, non stop talking, how Ciaco and HR are unbarable. Iris and Barry...

- he wasn't paying attention at this point

- the building looked suapicious

- they entered, only to see the whole Team Flash, including Dr. Wells and Jessie, holding a cake, with this so familiar red sugar you have been buying lately

- he knew your surprise will pop up eventually

- you knew he was late after work, no more metahumans hate, but you nevwr poked the subject

- "no one told her" - Barry reasured

- "she is overworking today, and instructed us, quoting 'get his ass the cake, or i will end you!', she is scary for a librarian" - Iris noted

- "she certanly is"

- all laugh

- "candles blowing in abandoned and possibly dangeroys area, great"

- all laughing again

- *insert Julian's sarcastic remarcs*

- "people skills, Julian"

- A fot Ain't even trying at this point

- afterwork party at the park

- Julian being soft

- Caitlin being low key jealous

- romantic dances under the stars

- you wearing a long mid transparent nightgown and his "explorer hat"

- *insert adult content here*

# Logan Maine:

*AU where they woke up the passangers a week before artiving at Thea, notjing hit the ship*

/haven't yet finished the tv series, so some info might not be true/

- after Mia, Logan didn't plan on having friends, or being close to someone

- not that he planned to befrend Mia...

- aftee several days of you being sweet carring and maybe a bit rude, and an epileptic episode later, he was tolerating you

- maybe more than toleraring, but he wasn't gonna admit it

- he was astonishing cook to start with

- you tried making cake, when you found out

- failed!

- but the unhealthy ammount of chocolate syrop on it, fixed it

- him dipping fries in the chocilate...

- *Logan what?!*

- walking around the 'garden'

- him pushing you towards the spraying water

- trying to name the plants only to end up with: "if it's not weed..." - he laughed

- "you are failing at being horrible"

- "trying to be, but that smile of yours isn't helping"

- marker writing on the station windows, connecting stars in odd shapes

- sneaking on others

- "is Baum a perv, or just a perv"

- "Shun and Lana are totally a thing"

- low key stealing extra pills for his epilepsy

- who'll suspect the cool sweet kid's teacher

- stealing food from your supervisor's cabim, after you went asking her, what Logan liked, so you can make a romantic dinner

- she didn't gave you much info, but the odd plastic half liquid sweets you stole definwtly tasted good

- "the A woman stealing? Your crush on me is ruining your good name"

- "maybe i am tired of a good name"

- "don't tell me you go to another planet to be a criminal"

- "lools like i might have the best teacher"

- "only om small crimes, like stealing a pretty girl's heart"

- his odd winks

- that smirk

- kisses in the dark

- he "found" some extra blankets

- 2 burritos on a way after midnight open space gazing

- Shun may have cought you drawing the odd funny shapes, but told no one - you were holding hands, giggling drawing one ovee another, was way too cute to tell on

# Draco Lucius Malfoy:

/Around 6th-ish year maybe.../

- how you pick a present for someone who has everything, literally everuthing

- bargins with Pansy for info

- Theo gives it all free

- Blaize asked for unknown favor

- no one actually gave you smth to work with

- Draco was bitter

- even the good fight with Potter didn't lift his spirit

- nor the -10 points

- you even owled Narcisaa, but nothing

- difficult problems require simple solution

- his favourire clothes of yours

- your Gucci pefulme on his scarf

- this beyond ordenary way you bite off from his green apple

- the thing with the shy eyes and devil smile you love pulling on him

- touching his hair

- scratching his hands with your long nails gives him the good chills

- changing in that gorgeous emerald green dress he bought you for the Christmas ball

- pinky hand holding

- getting cold, so he can give you his coat

- him and his long coat

- messy pearl hair

- stolen kissed under his tree

- brushing your nose in his cheek

- teasing each other

- in your own bubble in aftwenoon class

- again -10 points... each

- professor Lupin felt the pain of ceperating the lovely sight you were, so he can continue his lesson

- party at the boy's bedroom

- eating the cake his mom send you, instead of dinner

- whole friends group having pure childish fun, sharing silly stories

- levitating around in pretend swim manner

- cake

- *coughs* wine *cougs*

- late night walk to the astronomy tower

- him showing you the stars

- the Dragon again, because you can never place it right

- him knowing you pretend not to know, so he can have an excuse to give you silly shoulder kisses

- you tip toeing to reach him

- passionate kisses under the stars

______________

@diyunho @lovermrjokerr @darthjokerisyourfather @littlebeautifly

Whoever enjoys it as well 😛

#birthday story #tom felton #thomas andrew felton #erich blunt #murder in the first #julian albert #julian albert desmond #the flash #logan mine #origin 2018 #draco malfoy #draco lucius malfoy #harry potter

79 notes · View notes

elles-writing · 5 years ago

Text

Secret love - Legolas x reader (pt. 1)

Legolas x elf fem! reader Summary: You are Tauriel's younger sister and fall in love with the elven prince and he with you. Your sister and his father finds out after a few years, but he can't banish you, since you're carrying Legolas' child. Warnings: fluff, Legolas and Tauriel maybe OOC Even if you two doesn't look the same, in your personalities you were pretty similar-you were brave, curious and kind. You were Tauriel's younger sister-also part of the guard-and yes, the king doesn't liked you, too. But there were a few things you and your older sister were different - and love for the prince of Mirkwood was one of them. You and Legolas were meeting up at secret. You both knew that if his father or your sister would found out, you'd be in a really, really big trouble. But you couldn't stop. Because you loved each other way too deeply to just stop it. You blushed about the memory of yours and Legolas' first kiss. It was sweet and beautiful memory you've always repeated before you fell asleep in your bed. Currently you were lying with Legolas in his bed, cuddling, whispering sweet words of love kissing... These nights were rare, they just had to be, because Tauriel could go crazy if she wouldn't know where you are. You always told her you had some business in the palace and Legolas told his father that he is working. No one ever found out. You lifted yourself up on your elbows, so now you were lying on top of him and looking straight into his icy blue eyes. His lips curled into smile. "What's happening, meleth nin?" He whispered. You smiled and shook your head. "I wonder if Tauriel doesn't have any suspicions, since our first night together, meleth nin." He hugged you and kissed on top of your head. "You know that if she had, she'd be the first to follow us and kill us both." You giggled. "She wouldn't. I am her little sister and you are her friend and a prince. She wouldn't harm any of us. Never." He kissed your forehead. "You sound like you are pretty sure." You smiled and brushed your fingers through his strands of platinum hair while lying on his chest. "That's because I am." He just smiled into your hair. "I love you." You smiled and lifted yourself up, so you could have a better look on his face. "I love you too." Then kissed him. "Let's stop talking for a while." After three hours, you were back at yours and Tauriels house. You noticed she was not in her bed, but sitting at the kitchen table. You knew that something was wrong. When she spotted you, you noticed her face. She was obviously worried, but you've seen flustration and anger in her face as well. "Where have you been, Y/N? You promised me to come back after two hours. And now the night is almost over." She stood up and you glanced away. "I am really exhausted, Tauriel, must we to talk about it right now?" You told her as you blushed. She had no idea of why you were that much exhausted. She glanced at your innocent face and sighed. "You have no idea how worried I was. You're my younger sister. What if something bad happened to you? I could never forgive to myself." You knew that since your parents died, she took care of you very, very seriously. She hugged you and stroke your h/c hair. You hugged her back. "I know, sister." The next day, you and Legolas met after training. To steal some secret kisses in the shadows and whispers of love. You cupped his face and kissed him fully on mouth. He melted under your touch and kissed you back. In a few minutes, you both pulled away for air and kissed back. Then he pulled away for an inch and whispered, before he kissed you again. "Amin mella le, meleth nin. (I love you, my love.)" You smiled into the kiss, but quickly pull away. "I have to go. Someone would start wondering of where you are." He smirked as he kissed your cheek. "Or what, well, rather who is keeping me away from my duties." You giggled. "Don't you say you're not enjoying it." He grinned and kissed your forehead. "You got me, melleth." That evening, you went home with a huge grin on your face. While you were cooking dinner, you were humming a quiet melody and Tauriel noticed. "I've noticed that you're really happy for past few years. Especially lately." You quickly turned around to see her face. Then quickly turned back to vegetables you were cutting into smaller pieces. "Is there something wrong with me being happy?" You asked. You've heard how she sighed. "Well, I just thought...no, that cannot be true." Your heart started pounding faster. Did she found out? No, there was no way...but what if she did...? "Are you alright?" She placed hand on your shoulder. You shook your head, refusing to look into her face. You were scared that she could read in your face and find out about everything you were hiding for past few years from her. "What did you thought?" You tried to sound as unconcerned as you could. "I just thought that...that there's someone who started courting you." You still tried your hardest try to hide your growing panic. "And who would it be?" You heard smile in tone of her voice. "Specifically? I don't know. But it must be someone really special to make you that happy." Blush you got when she told you that, was really deep and she smirked. "Do I know him?" You groaned, but smiled. "Will you let me finish the dinner? I am starving." She laughted and nodded. "Fine then, I'll leave you alone." And left with smile on her face. Next day you were training, as usuall, until you and Legolas had to fight against each other. You stepped forward, but then your head started feeling dizzy and his arms saved you from falling to the ground. "What happened, Y/N?" He asked you. You shook your head and tried to get out of his embrace, even if you wanted to stay. "I just felt a bit dizzy. Nothing serious." You knew that he was ready to take you to healer as soon as he got an opportunity. He called it worrying. You called it overprotecting. You tried to stand on your own, but a wave of nausea washed over you and you tried not to throw up. Legolas picked you up bridal style, even if you protested that you were fine. "Y/n, you're not okay. Just don't argue with anyone and let the healer to take a look at you." Tauriel smiled at you and you weakly smiled back at her. Legolas had to go away from the room you and the healer were in so no one could get suspicious, but he decided to stay outside and not to come back to training yard. When the healer was done, she smiled at you. "You are completely alright, miss." You frowned at her and opened your mouth to say something, but she was quicker. "You are with child." You froze. What? This was impossible. It had to be. Because if it would be true, it would mean that your and Legolas' romance would be exposed when your belly start to grow bigger, and eventually how your child would look like. You smiled at the healer and when she left, you covered your face with hands and started quietly sobbing. Legolas entered and closed the door. He quickly made his way to you and took your hands carefully off your face. He whispered in elvish. "What's happening, meleth nin? Are you...are you dying...?" His voice broke. You shook your head, which made his face to relax. He kissed your forehead. "Then what's wrong, my dear?" You looked him in his eyes and took a deep breath. "Legolas, I-I'm...I am expecting. I am with child, meleth." You finally looked in his blue ireses. He laughted, putted his hands around your waist and twisted around. "That's amazing! I am so happy! I am going to be a father, we will have little son or daughter! Or both?" You hissed at him, but smiled on his happiness. "Be quiet, Legolas." He putted you down and kissed tip of your nose, but then his face went serious as he noticed your expression. "Y/n ... you don't want this child, do you?" You just sighed. "I've always wanted to have a family with you, really, but...our love is forbidden. There is no way your father and my sister and everyone else will not find out about this when my belly starts to grow. And we both know what would happen when they will find out...I'm just so scared." you whispered. He hugged you tightely and kissed on the top of your head. "I will never let anyone to lay a finger on you or our child, I promise you." You look him in his eyes. "But besides that, we will have to explain...everything." Legolas was about to tell something, probably to ensure you, but your sister's voice made you froze. "To explain what?" You looked in her face, your own in surprise. She was standing in the door and king Thranduil next to her. "Sister..." you whispered weakly. She shook her head. "I was looking for you two, it was a while when you went away..." she tried to explain, but Thranduil's voice made you both shiver. "I want to speak with you, my son." Legolas opened his mouth to protest, but you whispered in calming elvish. "Go, Legolas. I will be with my sister." He frowned, but got up and went away with his father. When the door closed, Tauriel runned to you. "Are you alright? What questions did you mean? You know that you can tell me anything," she said and you nodded. You exhaled. They would found out anyway, you thought. There was no reason to hide your and Legolas' relationship and courtship anymore. "Alright. Well, me and Legolas are...we...we started courting a few years ago. Then we started spending some moments together and eventully...nights." Tauriel looked at you with small frown and little smirk, dancing across her lips. "So that 'palace business'...?" She rose eyebrow in question. You sighed. "Basically, it was a palace business." She frowned and smirk disappeared from her lips. She was looking serious. "So you're telling me that the night you spend in palace...was with Legolas?" You nodded. "You know that we are just low forest elves and he will marry someome with royal status, the king would never approved this-" "No, he will not. But I will marry Y/N." Legolas came in and kissed your forehead.

A/N: What do you think about this? I haven't written too much in past few months, so this took a bit longer to correct, so lemme know!

Also, part 2 is here

102 notes · View notes