#that was a walk i went on with them and my dad and their other mutual friend. it was very much needed.

[sturniqlo]

「 ✦ BOYFRIEND OF YOURS? ✦ 」

summary: chris keeps his promise to your dad and visits the office, and chris notices the little nerd who is utterly in love with you.

cw: name calling(?), jealousy

word count: 2.7k

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PART TWO

it was 10:29am and you stood in front of the high ceiling windows of your office and just watched the city and everyone going about their day. you saw a mom and her two kids enter the indoor play place that wasn't too far from the office building, a few random teenagers skipping school, something you wish you would've done, many people walking their dogs. it was funny just how many dogs ran into each other and stared at one another, or just barked.

you were having a bit of trouble trying to understand the plot to the a new movie that was in the talks. you had many jobs here, you went to meetings to discuss new movie and show ideas, you helped with editing, you even went to a few shootings to supervise, and the most important of them all was having the final say in approving a movie or show.

the guy, peter ray, who pitched the idea sure that the movie would be a number one hit in theaters and across the nation, but you just didn't understand it. he wanted the movie to end on a cliffhanger and not have an actual ending. but you didn't like the idea of that.

not at all.

why make a movie and leave it on a cliffhanger with no part two to it? you knew that it would get bad reviews and not do well due to the word that will be surfacing around social media. it's a no. either he comes up with a good ending, or it's a no.

you turned around from the window and made your way to your desk. picking up the phone you rang your assistant. “hello ms. y/n. everything okay?” you hated when people called you ms.celestine, you preferred your name. “hi, franny. everything is fine. is there anyway you can contact mr.ray and have him come down here? a meeting is needed.”

you heard some shuffling in the background and the sound of a printer beeping. “yeah, of course. i'll get to it right away.” she chirped, franny was always in a good mood even if it was a shit day and you had lost your patience and accidentally lashed at her. but you always apologized right away.

“thank you.” you said before cutting the call. you sighed, leaning against the backrest of your office chair. your phone that was set faced down on your desk buzzed

franny

mr.ray has agreed to come to the office. your meeting is at 11:30. anyone else's rather than mr.ray and his team i should contact ghat should attend the meeting?

you

no, no one else. thank you franny!

your father was tucked away in his office on the top floor, the very top floor. the last you heard from him was that he was doing some last minute deals and arrangements to set you up in the near future when you become ceo. even with the many, many times you told him you could handle it when the time came, he wouldn't budge.

deep into thought, there was a soft knock on your door. who could it be? you thought. “come in.” you mumbled, straightening your posture. as the door opened, you were met with oliver, an intern who was only two years younger than you, he had a shy smile on his face and gently closed the door behind him, pushing his glasses up his nose.

“sorry if i interrupted anything.” he blushed, he always did when he talked to you, or even looked at you. there was this one incident where you were trying to pass by and placed your hand on his bicep, the poor boy nearly creamed his pants. “you didn't, glad you took me out of my thoughts, though.” you chuckled, clearing your throat right after.

“what is it that y’need?” you asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before signing a form. “i was wondering if you'd-” a knock interrupted his sentence. “sorry, just a minute.” you told him. “come in!” you said out loud to the person who knocked.

franny walked in. “hey, i just came to drop these off. i-” she put a stack of papers on the corner of your desk, she then saw oliver and cut her sentence short. “oliver, is it okay if you step out for a minute? i have to talk to ms.y/n alone.” she gave him a lip tight smile.

oliver frowned and blushed. “oh- yeah, sure. i'll just talk to you l- later.” he scurried out.

“may i?” franny pointed to the chair in front of your desk. “go ahead.” you nodded. “so, mr.ray just called me back and he was kinda… mad. he really wants you to approve his idea, but i'm with you. a movie ending on a cliffhanger with no second part is kind of pointless—to me, that is.”

you sighed, you knew he'd have a hard time accepting the fact that you were on the verge on rejecting his idea. “i knew he'd be pissed. and yeah, a movie with no ending is fucking pointless. it's either he comes up with an actual ending to the movie or i'm going to have to say no. and he's grateful that i'm still giving him a chance. if it were my father, he'd shut the idea right down the minute he knew the idea for the end.”

franny nodded as you spoke. you and her had a great relationship. on days she wasn't needed in the office or random weekends, you two would go out for brunch or a coffee run and talk like friends. just like you and your dad, you separated your outside friendship and work relationship. in all honesty, she was like the sister you never had.

“i'm ready for this week to be over. want to hang out at my place saturday night? i could really use a gossip night.” you cracked a smile. “im there. i'll bring our favorite.” there was this one pizza place near your condo and if you could, you would eat it everyday for the rest of your life. “deal, i'll get the wine.”

you two chatted for a while more until franny had to go and take care of something. “good luck with peter, y/n.” she said before she left your office.

it had been a few weeks since he had last seen you. him and your father have exchanged a couple of emails here and there and eventually set up a date to where chris would visit the office.

and that was today.

he stood in his bedroom, fixing the collar that stool out from beneath his prada sweater. chris was excited to see you again even if he tried to avoid the thought of you for several reasons.

the night after the party, he thought about you in that dress all night. a little too much. you were definitely something.

he got into his car and began to drive to the office.

when chris arrived at the parking garage entrance, the garage door opened automatically and was met with a parking garage he had never seen before. the wall were a bright white, the floor wasn't the usual concrete floor, it was a sleek black one that the light reflected off of.

there was a booth up the makeshift hill with a man in a black suit. chris stopped the car and rolled his window down, lowing the music. “good morning, sir. you must be—” he took a look at a paper that was stuck to his laptop. “- chris sturniolo.” chris nodded. “that would be me, yes.”

“good, there's been a parking spot reserved for you. number three. it's just straight ahead near the elevators, and two cars that are hard to miss.” his arm directed into the direction of the spot. “thank you.” chris responded, slowly driving away.

it was true, the two cars parked in spots one and two were hard to miss. parked in spot one was an all black rolls royce, and parked next to chris, in spot two, was a white range rover. he turned into spot one, the only spot left. chris’ guess was that spot one and two were reserved specifically for you and your dad, but that was just a guess.

locking his car, he headed to the all glass elevator and pressed the up arrow. waiting a couple of seconds, the elevator dinged and the doors opened. inside, the small space was filled with classical music and shiny numbered buttons.

he pressed one.

as the doors opened back up again, he was met with a beautiful lobby. it was filled with natural light and beautiful structures. “good morning.” the lady at the front desk said. “hello, i'm here to meet with mr.celestine. i'm chris sturniolo.” he rested an elbow on the counter. ���ahh, yes. i'll be right with you, mr.sturniolo.” she smiled, picking up the phone near her desk.

as she waited for her call to be answered, chris looked around the lobby and noticed that the tvs were playing their newest movie, violet, a thriller movie. he had watched it and thought it was an incredible movie. the actors, some of which also worked with his company for pr, were incredible.

“hey, it's pam from the front desk. mr.sturniolo has just arrived at the lobby. could you please take him to mr.celestines office?... thank you.” she returned the phone to its original spot. “alright, i have someone coming down to take you up to mr.celestines office. feel free to take a seat or have something from the snack bar.” she pointed over to a small room across the desk.

“thank you.” chris nodded, making a beeline towards the room. the room was quite big, almost like a mini kitchen. there were various vending machines—free vending machines, a see through fridge with various foods and snacks, and a table with even more snacks.

chris grabbed a bottle of water and scoped out the table of snack, he picked up a pack of skittles and put them in his back pocket. walking out of the room, he smiled at the lady sitting at the desk and made his way to one of the couches.

he waited a couple of minutes, finishing his water and candy. someone finally came to get him. “mr.sturniolo?” chris hears someone call out for him and he turns around.

“that's me.” he gets up. “great, i'm oliver. i’ll be taking you to mr.celestines office. follow me.” chris nods and follows behind him. in the elevator, chris speaks up. “so, how long have you been working here?” he looks over at the boy pushing his glasses up his nose.

“oh, i'm an intern. i've been here for almost a month.” the elevator door opens back up. “right this way.” oliver steps out first and points his arm to the right down the hall.

as they walk through the hallway, chris notices the many movie posters along the walls and various news headlines about celestine studios. movie of the year, #1 high grossing movie, celestine studios makes history winning all 6 nominations in one night, highest ranked movie, celestine studios has the most perfect scores on rotten tomatoes, and there were many more.

“impressive.” chris mumbles to himself, continuing to follow oliver. “here we are.” oliver announces as they stop in front of. door at the end of the hall. plastered on the wall is a golden sign that says ‘MR. CELESTINE: CEO’.

oliver picks his fist up and knocks on the door. they wait a few seconds before a voice is heard from behind the door. “come on in.” oliver opens the door and lets chris walk in first. “mr. celestine, mr. sturniolo is here.” your dad looks up from his laptop and claps his hands. “wonderful! thanks you, oliver. you're dismissed. chris- have a seat.”

oliver closes the door behind him and leaves. chris walks up to your dads desk and shakes his hand. “mr.celestine, it's nice to see you again.” he sits. “nice to see you too. so, what do you think of my building so far?”

“it's wonderful, really.” chris nods.

the two talk for a while, asking each other questions. “let's go visit my daughter, shall we.” you dad say, starting to get up from his chair. “sure.” chris hides his excitement at the mention of you. the two make their way down to the floor you're on.

“good afternoon, mr.celestine.” franny spots your dad and chris. “good afternoon, franny. this is mr. chris sturniolo.” your dad points to chris standing next to him. the two greet each other with a smile. “where is my daughter, we'd like to talk with her.”

“oh, she's in the fifth conference room. but, she's currently in a meeting with mr.ra-” he cuts her off. “thank you, franny.” they two walk away. as they approached conference room five, mr.celestine doesn't bother to knock and barges right in.

“—i'm sorry peter, i've given you options but you're not cooperating with me.” you look up and spot both your dad and chris. chris had never seen this side of you, obviously, in a business setting. “dad? excuse me for one second.” you excuse yourself, standing up to walk up towards the both of them.

chris looks over at the man sitting at the other end of the table who looks frustrated. “what's up… im kind of in a meeting.” chris could tell that you were frustrated as well. “hon, chris is here. remember at the party the other night? ‘said he was going to stop by.” you didn't remember. “oh- yeah. how could i forget.”

“just finish this up and meet us for lunch.” your dad patted your shoulder before turning around. “c’mon chris, let me show you some set mock ups.”

you went back to your meeting. “so, are you going to consider my options?”

finishing up the meeting that went well for you and not so well for peter ray, you were making your way to your office to wind down for a bit after that meeting. as you stepped out of the conference room, oliver spotted you. making his way over to you, chris got to you first .

“hey, doll.” he smirked. “hi, chris. nice to see you again.” oliver stopped a few feet behind the two of you, and chris spotted him, looking back into your eyes. “meeting went well?” he crossed his arms. “so-so.” you nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“how's lunch sound- just me ‘nd you? your dad had a last minute meeting. told me to hang with you, said you fun to be around.” oliver, just a few feet away from you two, was red in the face with fists by his side and storms off. “boyfriend of yours?” he nods at oliver who stomps to his mini office. “who?”

“glasses over there. looked like he wanted to kill me for talking t’you.” he chuckles. “oliver? no, not my boyfriend. he's a sweet kid though.” you had noticed here and there the lingering looks he gave you as you walked by him, or the fact that he did anything you told him to. you could ask him to step on a million thumbtacks and he'd do it.

“mm.” he nods, rolling his lips inside. “so, lunch?” he asked again. “uh- yeah. sure, let me just put this in my office.” you refer to your laptop and notebook in your arms. “of course. i'll come with.” he followed behind you. as the two of you walked by oliver, he sent him a petty wink.

“so, this is your office?” he says as you two enter the room. “yup, like it?” you ask smiling as you place down the items on your desk. you round the corner to grab your phone from the drawer. “yeah, s’nice.” he nods looking around before putting his eyes back on you and noticing that you're reaching for your wallet. “ah- ah. lunch is on me. leave that here.”

“you sure?” you look at him, opening the drawer to put your wallet in there. “i'm sure.” he confirms. “c’mon, i made reservations ahead of time. you like sushi?” chris asks, his hand hovering over the small of your back as you two walked out of your office. “love it.” you giggle.

chris turned his head and saw oliver glaring at him once more. chris only shrugged at him and waved to him.

he's going to be seeing chris a lot from now on.

☁️ . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ authors note ࿐ྂ

boring chapter :/ i promise we're getting closer to the juiciness😛

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Home Grown 1

Warnings: non/dubcon, stalking, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Cole Turner

This AU is called Watcher Anonymous and will include different series for different characters. This is our introduction to Cole and Eartha.

Summary: loneliness can drive one to desperate measures.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

Cole is tired. He's never really not. He spends all day on his feet, cleaning up some clog in the drains or fending off the pests in the fields. There's not much going on aside from the constant battle with the earth for his livelihood. His family's too.

Ever since his dad had a stroke, it's been on him to balance it all. His sister if off who knows where with who knows his name and his mom is looking after his dad. So it's all up to him to keep this place going. And it's all on her to keep him going.

The shame used to make him squirm. His skin would burn and his blood would boil. He'd close his laptop and mope, feeling bad for himself, calling himself weak. Then he'd open it back up and keep doing it. His persistence became indifference, Not to her. No, he only ever thinks of her. He just doesn't care if it's wrong because it makes him feel right.

That night, he's addled. His dad isn't doing well, his mom is worried despite efforts to hide that, and he can't get an answer from his sister. She said she'd come see them so he could spend more time working. Not that he really wants to.

He slips his phone into the little plastic pocket to protect it from the water. He balances it on the rack that hangs around the showerhead and he cranks the faucet to a steaming spray. He stands under it as he lets it wash away the tension and waits for the stream to buffer. It's taking a bit today but sometimes it happens. Out here in the farm lands, reception is spotty.

It's not working. He's lathered up by the time the error shows. Disconnected... Strange. Why?

He gives up with a sigh. The one thing he has to look forward to and even that isn't going his way. He'll give Jensen a call when he's done.

He rubs dry his hair as the water drips down his legs onto the mat. He looks down at himself then moves to face his reflection in the mirror. He's not an ugly guy. He's not being a narcissist, he just doesn't think he's that bad. He shouldn't be alone. Still.

He huffs and wraps the towel around his waist. He grabs his phone from the show and closes the curtain. He walks down the hall and locks himself in his room. His bars are full. He shouldn't be having issues with a signal.

He dials out and waits for Jensen to pick up. He does right as Cole expects to go to voicemail. He's whisper.

"Hey, dude," Jensen scuffs around.

"Busy?" Cole asks.

"Eh, sorta, just..." he clears his throat. "All clear now, bud. What's up?"

"Mm, well... you remember... that... feed. So, er, it's not working."

"Hm, and it's just on her laptop?"

"Yeah," Cole sits on the bed and chews his thumb. "All of a sudden."

"Did the error have a code?"

"Uhhh yeah, I think," he recalls the numbers as best he can.

"Device is either off or broken. Could be both. You could give it a few days and see," Jensen suggests.

"Sure, but, er..." A few days is a long time especially when they're so slow. "Yeah, you're right. I'll wait her out."

"Dude, trust me, I get it. Boss went out of town last week and I saw her pack her favourite toy," he purrs grossly. "Anyway, it's about that time for me."

The line clicks. Good. Jake kinda weirds him out sometimes. He drops his phone.

He'll be cool about this. He can handle a few days without watching her. I mean, she's a stranger. They've never even met. She doesn't even know he exists. So he can log off and touch grass, so they say.

~

The days pass in a torturous slog of dirt, pollen, and lonely nights. Cole is wound tight, ready to snap as he has a thousand things pulling at him at once. His mom wants to hire a nurse, his dad is getting aggressive with everyone, and his sister just convinced his mom to send her money they don't have. Worst of all, he's alone. He's not sleeping because all he does is dream of her.

As he cuts away the rot from the tomato vine, he catches the tip of his glove, just enough to pinch himself good. He curses as a flash of rage swells in him. He whips the clippers into the dirt and snarls. Goddamn it!

He paces back and forth angrily. He rips off the gloves and tucks them into his workbelt. He combs his fingers through his hair and prowls like a wild beast. He can't take it anymore.

He takes his phone out and calls Jensen. It takes two tries but he gets an answer. Not a happy one.

"Dude, I had to leave a meeting--"

"Feed's down," Cole interrupts. "I'm having a real bad day and I need--- I need it."

"Jesus, you sound like it. Hm, okay, you know her email?"

"Uh, sure I do," Cole says.

"Right, you know everything," Jensen laughs. "Come on, guy, let's not pretend here. We're all a bit freaky. So, I'll send you something. Don't click on the link, got me? You take that template and forward it to her. I'll include instructions so you can dupe the sender... she'll think it's some bullshit coupon redemption or whatever. She clicks on it, you got full access again."

"Really? That easy?"

"Well it all depends on her, doesn't it?" He snorts. "Alright, I'll get that too you when I can. Gotta go."

The call ends. Cole leans against the fence and sighs. He better follow through. Better yet, it better work.

[toasttt11]

family skate

December 15, 2024

Gemma laughed at something Luca said as she drove them to the prudential center for her family skate.

Luca had just finished school up for the semester and came up to New Jersey with some friends but he was staying with Gemma and he was joining her family skate and than heading to Columbus in a couple days for the Devils at Blue Jacket game.

Gemma was glad Luca is staying with her for a few days because Macklin left for a road trip last night so it would be nice to have someone stay with her.

Gemma pulled her into parking spot and hopped out of her car. Gemma was wearing a white sweater, blue dark wash jeans and red adidas that match the red bow in her hair that was holding her hair in a half up half down.

She grabbed two red bags from the back of her car and walked into the arena with Luca following her.

They walked into the locker room seeing a lot of players already and a few kids running around.

Gemma walked Luca to Luke before heading over to Stefan and his wife and two kids.

“Gemma!” Little Leighton beamed from where she was sitting on her Dad’s stall and was hugging gingerbread stuffed animal.

“Hi Leighton.” Gemma smiled slightly awkwardly waving softly, “Hi Liam.” She spoke softer having not really met the one year old boy yet.

“I have a present for both of them if that’s okay?” Gemma asked checking with Stefan and Alyson, Alyson quickly nodded with a fond smile and Stefan nodded too.

Gemma put the smaller back in front of Liam and she sat the set the bigger bag in front of Leighton. She wasn’t sure what to get Liam but she didn’t want to get Leighton something and not Liam.

Leighton opened her gift quickly and gasped loudly when she pulled out a little red Devils Gemma Jersey, “It’s yours!” She giggled softly making Gemma smile.

Leighton pulled out the last thing a little red bow, “We match!” Leighton beamed and she immediately handed it to her mom to put in her hair.

Stefan helped Liam pull out his present and there was a Devil beanie and a cute little teddy bear stuff animal and Liam immediately cuddled with the bear.

“Thank you.” Alyson softly said to Gemma, Gemma was beyond sweet to her kids.

Gemma smiled and nodded and she waved bye to the two kids before heading to the stall seeing Luca happily chatting with Jack, Luke and Nico. The three didn’t have any family at the family skate as Nico’s family was so far and Jack and Luke are family.

Gemma sat down on her stall talking witty the four boys when Jesper and Nicole came over and Nicole asked Gemma, “How was the Jingle ball?” Jesper had told Nicole Gemma went and Gemma posted a story.

Gemma immediately smiled more, She went two days ago to the Jingle ball purely because of Gracie Abram was performing but it really was fun, “Oh it was amazing!” Gemma gushed she had the best time.

The tickets were an anniversary present from Macklin and they went together and stayed in a suite so no one saw them.

“That’s great! Who did you go with?” Nicole asked with genuinely curiousness.

“Oh my boyfriend.“ Gemma answered with pink cheeks but a proud smile. Luca looked at his sister fondly, he is glad to see how comfortable she is with the Devils, “It was for our anniversary.” Gemma told Nicole, Gemma fully trusts Jesper meaning she trusts Nicole.

“Oh Congratulations. How long have you been together.” Nicole asked kindly with a gentle smile.

“We just celebrate a year.” Gemma easily replied.

“After crushing on each other for almost two years.” Luca playfully coughed teasing his sister.

“Oh it was so long.” Luke immediately groaned remembering hearing so much about Macklin from Gemma.

“Really.” Gemma deadpanned the two, Luca, Adam and Luke always tease her about her long crush on Macklin.

Luca and Luke both just grinned.

“Put your skates one.” Gemma sassed her older brother making Nico, Jack and Jesper just start laughing because it is so rare to hear Gemma sassy.

Luca put his hands up and did what she asked.

Soon they were all out on the ice and the Fantilli siblings stayed close with the Hughes and Nico.

Gemma just shook her head seeing Luca and Luke messing around with each other the second they both got a hockey stick.

They just skated around for a couple hours until they all eventually got off the ice.

Nico and the Hughes were coming over to Gemma’s for dinner and Nico offered to pick up take out for them so Gemma didn’t have to cook.

Gemma and Luke got to her apartment first and she changed her jeans for a pair of Macklin’s sweatpants and put on the Rangers game that was about to start.

Luke and Jack got their next and they both got comfortable on the couch and a few minutes later Nico knocked on the door and Gemma got up.

She opened the door seeing Nico holding a giant bag of food and she grabbed it from him and headed towards the kitchen.

Gemma didn’t notice Nico leaning down and grabbing something that was left on her doormat.

Gemma opened the bag taking boxes out of the counter as Jack, Luke and Luca all came into the kitchen and Luke grabbed plates.

Nico walked in with a bouquet of blue and red daises, “Flowers for Gemma?” Nico said with a small teasing smile.

Gemma turned around and her cheeks warmed knowing who the flowers were from, she gently took the bouquet and smiled reading then note from Macklin.

“Shush.” Gemma mumbled knowing all the boys were waiting to say something and she set her flowers on the counter and grabbed a plate for food.

The boys listened to her and they all got plates of food and sat around Gemma’s couch as the Rangers at St. Louis game.

Gemma was cuddled under her blankets lying on Luca’s shoulder by the time the third period came out around. The game was tied 2-2.

Gemma paused watching Macklin join a scuffle and she sat up seeing Macklin genuinely scuffling with another player and his helmet got knocked off and he brought the player to the ice.

Gemma coughed clearing her throat seeing Macklin looking annoyed and running a hand through his hair and being guided to the penalty box, she could not have these thoughts when she is near her brother and three boys who are like her brother.

“You good over there Emmie?” Luke asked with a teasing smirk seeing her red cheeks and how she was looking at the TV.

“Shut up.” Gemma just mumbled hiding her face in her blanket.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Ex Step “Kids” x Reader

Where the man you're dating and soon to marry have their reservations about you. Considering you're closer to their age and their father has millions in his name...

Thinking about the Step-family in question being adults; well established and acting on their own from their aging father

Unknowingly letting him fall prey to you 

Walking Temptation with a hunger for deep pockets and a smile innocent enough to make anyone swoon

It’s a shock when the next time they see their dad for the holidays he’s got you on his arm

Just a little bit older than them (half his age) and with a giant engagement ring on your finger

“You like it? Your dad got it for me when we were in Dubai!” 

“Uh Dad can I have a word? Alone?”

Taniya, his eldest is the hardest to grill you

Being incredibly open with her suspicions about you

And she’s the most vigilant when it comes to reprimanding her father for spoiling you

“Dad think about it (Y/n) doesn’t need another sports car! You’ve already gotten them two!”

In no uncertain terms, you’re sure Taniya hates your guts

If the way all the restaurants your future husband has worked with for some reason can’t serve you has anything to say about it, that’s likely the case

But you don’t mind!

That way you can take your man to the best place to get croquettes

Yeah it’s sketchy but that’s what his bodyguards are for

The second worst is his youngest, Titan

Classic attention-hungry influencer son who thinks pranks on you are going viral because everyone enjoys your misery as much as he does

“Your misery” is the curious tilt of your head when you find the leather seats of your range rover decorated with glitter 

Doesn’t really bother you though, so you’ll show off your new interior to all your new followers on socials 

Wonder where they came from

Finally the middle son Tariq always forgotten but not quite estranged doesn’t seem to dislike you too much

After all, he did start coming around the villa more since you’ve moved in

“Oh hey (Y/n) I heard those flowers my dad got you went missing, it just so happens to work out that I brought you some.”

“Those are my favorites! How did you know?”

“Lucky guess. Anyway, I heard you got the latest VR tech, want to show me how it works?”

For a while you fall into a cycle with your fiance and his family

Eventually tying the knot in a luxurious venue in front of hundreds of masked billionaires

Of course, all your older husband’s kids decide to be civil

And all is well…until it isn’t

All too soon are the siblings gathered again when their father dies two weeks later

It’s all so sudden

With heavy hearts, their knowledge of his decline makes it better for the siblings to take on the funeral preparations

Begrudgingly Taniya takes it upon herself to try getting the funds from you, coming to the Villa prepared to argue

Instead, she’s met with one of her father’s most loyal bodyguards

Woefully opening the door

“(Y/n) has been too distraught to leave their bed since the…last hospital visit.”

“What?”

She would have expected someone like you to have been jumping for joy

Having tied the knot with a man who’d pay for any tuition you might’ve needed paid Taniya doubts it she expected you’d be as bubbly as others in your…profession

But instead of partying you were glued to the giant California bed clutching an old shirt of his

For once Taniya feels bad for you

“Uh hey (Y/n) I was wondering if you maybe wanted to come to the first meeting with the mortuary staff. We’re looking to pick a coffin and–”

Instead of something snarky or even an agreement, you throw a black card in her direction and pull the covers over your head

Barely smothering the crying sounds

“You know what? Maybe it might be best if I stay back here..with you.”

It’s all too easy for her to lend her shoulder as you wail about your late husband–her father

Its awkward for awhile and then it’s not

She weirdly looks forward to pulling your tear-stricken face into her chest she wore the v-neck for a reason while you discuss the funeral arrangements

Purposely making her meetings online so she can rub your back off screen

Finding that the lingering security guard–your unofficial butler is getting more and more on her nerves

Taniya doesn’t even realize she’s gotten this bad until she’s hoping the chandelier will fall on her brothers when they eventually show up

“Wow. You two are here. In-person…why didn’t you call?”

“I don’t need your permission to see (Y/n)! But you know I would’ve come sooner if my company wasn’t dealing with a major crisis by some mysterious corporate giant!”

“Don’t look at me, I told you working for a shady company would get you no where.”

“I cannot with you right now–”

“I also came-!”

“Shut up Titan.” “Please Titan we’re talking.”

Titan isn’t all that worried about his old man being dead except his allowance stopped

And technically he shouldn’t be staying in the Villa anymore…but his followers are asking questions

“And in here we have the–whoa crying widow alert!”

“W-what?!”

He gets a lot of hate for that one

And while his siblings circle around you like vultures he’s finding it hard to insincerely apologize so that you can do a follow-up apology video with him

He’s following you around so much and observing all your little quirks 

he worries it might be important when ‘apologizing’ so maybe he should record it…

Thus begins his long and greatly popular series of getting to know my dead dad’s spouse

He records as much as he can–what you eat, how you talk, how you whisper promises to the pictures of his dad you put up

It weirdly makes him question everything

It also has him posting to a new platform…a more hidden one

“Alright, guys! I actually got into their closet without issue we’ve just got to hope they won’t need to come in here anymore. OMG They’re back! I wonder what they’ll do…next. Uhm…sorry chat but I’m going to shut off the camera for awhile….I think this is just for me.”

Unlike Taniya who will hesitate, thinking of her father while cuddling up to you Titan does not think

Because after his copious amounts of stalking streaming with you

He's decided you will be his inheritance from dad

Clearly the old man wasn’t strong enough to handle you

So Titan would be the hero to sweep such a camera worthy beauty off their feet

Tariq doesn’t hesitate either 

he’s gotten over that the day he met you

Sure he misses his dad a lot less than he expected+ but he does miss the privacy he used to have with you

“Hey (Y/n) do you want to go out for a ride like we used to do.”

“Oh Tariq I’d love to but I already told Titan we’d do a muckbang with him.”

“And after that, we’re going to film our feet ASMR!”

“Titan I said I’d need to think about that–”

“What?! You already said no to the hot-tub stream, how much more of a Karen can you be?!”

“Okay okay, but I’d rather it not be live.”

“Duh, I may not ever want to post it.”

Tariq is so tired of everyone else realizing just how much you’re not like any gold-digger he’s ever known

In fact, you’re so bad at it that he doubts you were ever a gold digger in the first place

“Hey Tariq the lawyer had a question about the life insurance money, should I just write you a check or do I keep it? I’m so confused.”

“Wow uh, that’s a lot.”

“Yeah, but your dad always told me what to do with this kind of stuff. So what do I do?”

“Uhh, how about we open our own bank account and put it there!”

“Oooh like a married couple’s bank account?”

“Yeah just like marriage. It’s a little too early to ask right?”

Nonetheless, all three siblings are beginning to realize just how ‘bad’ of a gold digger you are

And they’re more than eager to show you the right way…as long as you change your allegiance to them.

Rules | Kofi | Masterlist

[marymary-diva17]

A spark bright and powerful

Cybertion had many lives living on the planet that was a former titan, but when the war started all life had changed completely. Everyone bots normal way of life had changed, as all life on cybertion was effected by the growing tension. Starting from the youngest age to the oldest age, no seem to get away that much from all the tension.

y/n " ......" you had slowed open your eyes to realized that your pod had crashed, as you soon slowly kicked open the pod door and walked out. Sadly for you as you didn't get the far from the pod as you lost your balanced and fall down.

y/n " well it seems like I'm not getting that far until my legs work with me, wait where I'm that last thing I remembered was in the pod and crash landing on a planet" you had looked around to see you were no cybertion related planet or any other planet you had heard of it was earth.

y/n " wait I'm on earth I think this what earth was told about from the stories" soon the sound of tire and engines heading toward you had gotten your attention, as you tried using anything around you a weapon no luck. Until a green jeep had come driving towards you but it soon stopped a, soon got out a small life from.

???? " hey it a another bot but she looks very young"

???? "y/n"

y/n " uncle bulkhead uncle bulkhead" bullhead had transferred out of his vehicle mode and soon went towards you.

bulkhead " you are really here I'm so happy to see you little one"

???? " wait bulkhead she called you uncle wait you have a niece, she she wheeljack or some other wreckers kid wait bot have kids ... do you have any siblings you did share with me"

bulkhead " miko clam down I will tell you more in time"

miko " hello I'm miko bulkhead human partner'

y/n " hello" bulkhead had help you stand and he soon spotted his pod not the far from them.

bulkhead " that looks bad kid"

y/n " tell me about it my legs are having a hard time working" soon the sound of another engine had been heard, as a blue motorcycle and another human had come.

???? " another bot wow" the blue motorcycle soon got out of the vehicle mode.

arcce " y/n"

y/n " hey aunt arcee" arcce soon went towards you and was looking you over.

arcee " ratchet we need a bridge right now y/n is here and she needs medical aid call Optimus and bumblebee as well" soon a space bridge had open getting your attention.

bulkhead " kids head inside now we will follow after"

miko " on it come on Jake"

Jake " coming"

y/n " what of the pod we ..."

arcee " we have a ally that can deal with that for us we need to get you,medical help right away" you had nodded your head as pair had helped your thought the bridge.

ratchet " by the all spark"

Raph " a new bot"

miko " see we were not kidding she new here and called bulkhead uncle and arcee aunt"

Ratchet " get her over to the medical area Optimus and bumblebee are coming" you had been helped to the medical area as ratchet started scanning you.

y/n " hello uncle ratchet"

ratchet " hello y/n now I'm going to need you to sit still as I scan"

y/n " yes sir"

Ratchet " well you are okay but you should take it easy child"

y/n " yes sir" soon the sound of two vehicles had been heard as soon enough Optimus and bumblebee had come, into the base and got out of their vehicle modes.

y/n " hey bee it good to see you again" bumblebee had come towards you and started speaking with you.

y/n " yes I'm okay but crashed landed here so that no fun"

optimus " y/n"

y/n " hey dad"

kids " dad"

raph " wait optimus has a daughter the bots can have kids"

optimus " my daughter ratchet what is the status on here"

ratchet " well she is okay but she will need to take it easy, for some days under my orders as the medic of the team and her uncle"

y/n " yes uncle"

arcee " I thought you were elsewhere safe from the war, with many other bots as well"

y/n " well yes I was until I become old enough to help out, with more task I was on a base somewhere and it was attack we all had to escape in pod and it seems like my pod came here verse going with the others"

bulkhead " sentinel will not be happy about this when he told told daughter is gone"

optimus " we will call him and tell him the news"

Jake " we should also tell agent fowler as well about y/n as well"

ratchet " no this place is not safe for her to be here we should, send her to more safe place we can't let the decepticons know she is here"

y/n " father may I say here please and help"

arcee " well we do have wheeljack in space so if we do need, to get her away we can call him"

ratchet " she is better off with someone else then that hothead"

Optimus " my daughter will be staying with us but her ability to fight, in the war shall be limited as she not full trained yet"

miko " sweet another bot here so tell me all about yourself, and it so good to have another female bot here on earth that not an enemy"

y/n " airachind"

arcee " yes"

y/n " well if ratchet allows it I will love to help medical wise as I have been helping on other bases"

ratchet " deal"

miko " wait why are you eyes a different color it like a light purple"

bulkhead " that is one of the many things she inherited from megatron"

y/n " that a very complicated story”

ratchet “ we can talk more about this later”

Optimus “ yes we can talk more later we should call folwer and tell him of the crash, and our new team member as well”

Mike “ we’ll come on y/n why don’t we show you around it will be fun” you had nodded your head and walked off with the kids and bumble bee.

arcee “ so what are going to be about megaton and the decepticons he will fight to have her, and they are loyal to her as well”

Optimus “ we shall talk about that later for now let’s me happy she is here with us, but I’m happy to see she hasn’t changed” the team had agreed as now you are here with them, but trouble will be coming like always. A young femme who spark seem to be very important and special, and her role in life as well.

[arcticwolfpaws]

Chapter 18: A change in the wind

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56481082/chapters/143531686

Mother’s visit was… aggravating, I was thrown around like a doll and I was forced to hold back in order to not give myself away and due to that I was covered in bruises and my body ached the next day, I whined softly as Alfred cam in,

“Young master, It is time for breakfast.” He told me as he pulled the blankets off me, and all I could find it in myself to do was whine softly at the lose of the cozy warmth the blanket had given me. “Come now young master you must go to school. And I cannot allow you to go hungry.” He added and all I slowly pulled myself out of bead looking over at the black blur as I sighed heavily, and drug myself out of the bed and down stairs yawning as entered the dinning room I took quiet note of the lack of my father and Brothers, I was alone today… How strange, I tried not to dwell on it but I couldn’t help but wonder.

“Your father took Jason to school, and master Grayson had a class.” he explained as he set a pancake stack in front of me, I nodded slowly as ate alone in silence, I had never felt so… out of place, dad and Jason normally made me feel better about it. After breakfast I avoided a shower and just got ready for school,

“Hey!” I heard Tim’s voice call out I smiled as I turned away from Alfred,

“Bye, Alfred.” I stated quickly turning and running up to Tim and Barnard excitedly “Hey guys,” I chirped happily as I got close enough for them to hear me, Tim had learned that he didn’t have to yell for me to hear him, If he’d noticed anything more he hadn’t said it.

“Where were you yesterday?” Barnard asked as we started into the building, I sighed and shoved my hands in my pockets,

“I uhh met my mother…. I wouldn’t recommend,” I told him and Tim frowned softly while Barnard let out a soft whistled,

“That bad?” Tim asked and I nodded,

“I spent all day sparing with her,” I told them sighing yet again as I ran a hand through my hair. “Honestly I’m soar as hell and bruised in ways I didn’t know I could be.” I stated and Tim gave me a look I hadn’t thought I had said anything odd but the look he gave me said other wise,

“What?” I asked him ans he shook his head,

“I’m thinking that all, Oh hey that reminds me we have that chem test today, and you missed class yesterday, Are you going to be able to pass?” Tim asked I had completely forgotten about that but seeing as I had my own little chemistry set both at home and I worked with Roy’s regularly I wasn’t bothered.

“Naa I’ll be fine I mean they put me in A.P chem with you two for a reason.” I pointed out and Barnard chuckled shaking his head as we walked.

“That reminds me, If you have the chance later could you help me with my chem homework later?” the blond asked and I nodded,

“Sure, how about this err… next weekend. Wait when is this school break?” I asked causing both of them to laugh softly, they didn’t have a chance to answer as my question as the bell for the start of classes went off and they had to get to there home room, I walked in and settled down in Miss cherry’s class, and took note of that one girl that always stared at me, but today she pushed a note onto my desk while the teacher wasn’t looking. I paused frowning at the folded paper before putting my hand over it, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t intrigued. I slipped it off the desk and didn’t bother to read yet.

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Classes went quickly till lunch when I snuck over the fence and set the spare bag of food that Alfred packed for me by the man hole, before slipping back over the fence I glanced back and smiled to myself as I saw the green hand reach out and take the bag, I dropped to the ground right as the man hole fell back into place before I heard Tim call out.

“Faraj! Come sit with us.” He waved me over and I smiled to myself, as I walked over setting my lunch down next to them.

“Hey guys.” I kept my voice soft as always and Barnard chuckled smiling the light glinting in his eyes making him look particularly mischievous,

“You have got to hear,” He thumbed at Tim. “This guys newest theory on who the bat is.” I raised a brow was it really that interesting? I looked to Tim and tilted my head and he groaned causing me to chuckle,

“You already pointed out it’s unlikely.” He started, “So must you make me embarrasses myself?” He asked glaring at the blond and I chuckled and nudged him he sighed laying his head down on the table before he spoke his voice muffled.

“I said that it had to be someone rich based off his gear, so I thought maybe Lex Luther seeing as the man’s highly intelligent but Barnard brought up that he’s rarely here and that super man wants him convicted.” he stated and I chuckled and spoke jokingly,

“Well I mean that’s a fair thought but you have to look at people who live in Gotham, Like my Father for example.” Tim hummed softly at my comment, shit… I just put a thought in his head one that might mean dad has to be a little more careful then before. And that was if he didn’t already suspect Dad.

“That’s a good point, say what does your dad do at night?” He asked and I sighed yup, I was waiting for this, Barnard swatted at him,

“Dude I doubt he wants to tell you about the line of chicks his dad drags home from the club that has to be uncomfortable enough.” he stated and Tim pouted huffing as he crossed his arms,

“I’ve spent the night before.” As they devolved into a playful argument over this, I ignored them as I ate just listening to them enjoying having friends even if they were a bit strange, they were mine.

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I was surprised as I stepped out of the building that evening and finding a lack of the normal black limo and instead seeing a dark blue sports car when the door opened I understood why,

“Hey kiddo.” My eldest brother called as I walked up, he ran a hand through his hair and smiled softly as I climbed in.

“Not to be rude but where’s Alfred?” I asked and he smiled gently as I buckled up he spoke starting to drive.

“He’s taking care of Bruce since he’s not feeling well.” He stated I nodded and started to relax, “So how was school?” He asked glancing at me as we pulled out of the parking lot.

“It was uneventful.” I paused remembering the note, “Oh right.” I muttered to myself pulling the crumpled piece of paper out of my pocket before trying to straighten it out, once it was as straight as it was going to get I read over it.

‘I have noticed you in the halls and in some of my classes, and I was wondering if you might be willing to go out on a date? You seemed pretty reserved so I figured I would have to ask you, and you don’t have to worry about it with your friends those two older boys I see you talking to if you want you can claim you asked me.’ I was lightly nudged,

“what’s that?” Dick asked and I realized I scrunched my nose up,

“I appear to have been asked out…” I mumbled and that seemed to have caught his attention,

“Oh really? She any good? Is she cute?” He asked and I shrugged I hadn’t ever really looked at anyone like that I just stared at the note for a long moment before I spoke softly before shaking my head.

“I’m not really interest in people, I mean miss Selina is pretty but I don’t have the same reaction as father has.” I told him and my brother snorted,

“That’s fair, but you don’t like anyone?” He questioned and I made a face, it seemed to cause him to chuckle as he sighed softly, “Hey so the next couple of days I’ll probably be picking you up alright?” He asked and I nodded then he looked at me nudging me again, “That mean’s if one of your buddy’s want to come over that means I’m going to need a warning alright?” He asked and I chuckled nodding.

“Alright but it’s only today and tomorrow left then… aren’t I going to your house?” I asked and he hummed softly before nodding,

“Yep.” He chirped, we pulled into the drive way and slowly got out and he smiled ruffled my hair as we walked in, “Get your homework done and come down for dinner okay?” He asked and I rolled my eyes, Of course, If I didn’t get it done then I’d have no time to do it.

As I made my way up the stairs I sent a message to Roy,

{ 🌃✈🦇}

Roy:

{Right, you know were to find me.}

I paused for a moment frowning at my phone, Had I done something wrong? Why did his text feel so… off? I shook my head and headed up stairs to do my home work.

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I flapped my wings as I settled down on the street sighing happily as I stepped into the safe house,

��Roy?” I called out trying not to be to loud as my voice bounced off the walls, he didn’t answer me as I stopped at the bottom of the stairs I spotted him head down on the work bench he had a hand on his head, “Roy? Are you alright.” I asked gently as I stepped closer, I was about five feet when he spoke his voice muffled by the bench.

“What would you do if no one came looking for you?” He asked and I paused slowly tilting my head,

“I… What?” I questioned not understanding what he meant, he suddenly looked at me his eyes were blood shot and he looked upset, I knew something had happened back in star city but I hadn’t exactly been able to ask for details, I took a startled step back before letting out a puff of air, “Gods you look like hell.” I told him but he didn’t laugh like he normally would have,

“You should lay off, you’re not going to get anywhere. I’m the only one watching your back and you lack the drive to do anything.” I blinked at him lost, I had done something I’d done quite a bit at this point and what was wrong with his voice?

“Where the hell did that come from?” I asked him but he ignored me and kept going on.

“You don’t have enough backing and it was idiotic helping you, I should have known better I just put you in danger,” I crossed my arms, his voice really did sound odd but I couldn’t put my finger on why. “Just go home, and don’t bother coming out again.” And what was with this sudden turn? Before he’d flat out told me he knew I wouldn’t listen to him so what made him think that had changed?

“That’s not happening Roy, I’m helping people and I’m helping father.” I pointed out, the next thing I knew something had shattered and warm liquid was dripping down my face, I stared at the broken mug Roy was yelling but he was to loud for me to understand, I put my hand to my head and pulled it away seeing the crimson I took a few steps back and looked up at him feeling a little dizzy all the sudden. He looked horrified as he realized what he’d done, he moved closer to me and I didn’t really think I just bolted, I shoved open the door and ran into the street before spotting a man hole and prying it opened and it took far longer then I cared for, one I got it off I dropped into the hole forcing the cover back into place.

I was plunged into darkness but I could hear roy calling for me to come back, I set my back against the wall and slowly slid down it, What the fuck? What had that been about? Why the sudden change and… and he threw a fucking mug at my head, I felt the tear sting my eyes, what had I done? I had to have done something right? Was it the other night when I didn’t come out? I struggled to sort my thoughts as I got to my feet, I’d talk to Waylon after all he seemed to have a better Idea on how to handle people then I did… and it wasn’t like I could just walk the streets bleeding not with so many people trying to find out who I was.

With several soft clicks I guided myself through the sewers finding Waylon’s little nest but he wasn’t there, I sighed and settled down next to his make shift bed as I borrowed his medical supplies and I struggled to handle the cut on my face, how was I going to explain that away?

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I held the cut waiting for it to stop bleeding when I heard the familiar heavy foot steps of my friend and perked up he’d been helping me with small things and I was hoping to ask if he could help we with some insight on Roy’s reaction, but that’s when I heard his voice and my blood froze as I flattened myself onto the shelf.

“That’s way I mean Mr Jones, what I have could fix your condition.” I looked over the edge seeing the two men talking, Waylon towered over my dad’s look alike.

“And, you’re sure that it’s fix it?” Waylon rumbled, I reviled myself speaking loudly while doing my best to stay hidden,

“Waylon that’s not Mr Wayne that it’s some kind of look like.” I told him I watched as they both looked around the Look alike looked pissed and spoke in a sharp tone,

“How dare you you accuse me of something like that!” he snapped and seeing my fathers face contort in anger sent a shiver down my spine, But Waylon took a few steps back trusting what I had said,

“How can you look like Wayne and not be him?” His voice had dropped to a near growl, the fake looked to Waylon and as the big man stepped closer he remained composed, I shifted, I was ready to help if I had to but I also knew that he wouldn’t be happy if I stepped in, he already didn’t like me acting as a hero. But I wasn’t going to let him get hurt if rI could help it, nothing seemed to happen for a long moment then Waylon just crumpled and The fake scoffed before looking up and speaking,

“I would fly bat.” he spit before turning and walking away, once he was gone I dropped to Waylon’s side.

“Waylon? Are you okay?” I asked the panic rising in my voice, I put a hand on his shoulder and he looked up at me letting out a growl before shaking his head, he suddenly shoved me and spoke his voice a half growl.

“Run, I don’t know what he did.” I took a few steps back, I was about to speak when his eyes shifted and he lunged at me snarling I staggered back before bolting off, as he followed closely behind me, I swerved around corners and nearly fell off some kind of a cliff skeletal remains of old buildings. It was a mistake to freeze as I was hit hard I felt my wing snap as I was thrown down to the water below, I let my wings turned to dust before reforming them in quick succession catching myself in mid flight, I yelped in pain but forced myself to land in what looked like an old apartment, I collapsed before getting sick. Fuck… what happened? Did he break something? I wondered as I moved away from the vile puddle that was starting to run off the edge of the building, I shivered against a wall closing my eyes why was everything so foggy? No… I can’t… stay…...here…..

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Batfiles

Name: Roy harper

Alias: Speedy

age: 16

appearance: Red hair with green eyes freckled face

other: Recently kidnapped he’s only just returned and Arrow is keeping him off duty for a while as they had another argument.

(Note added by batman)

I haven’t been able to talk to him since it happened he’s on some level M.I.A, Canary asked we keep an eye out so if you see him let them know.

(Note added by Night wing)

[nemurian]

@bigboobyhalo Your sacrifices have been accepted by the great Dapper. I'm so sorry but I don't think you'll be getting them back anytime soon. Or ever.

[rpfofficial]

omg.. 5 7 9 and 12 because of my curious and inquisitive mind..

hello andy my love . thank u for ur questions

5. tv show of the year?

the answer i gave on my other blog before rbing the ask game here was that it's between the terror and true detective but because i watched td in february and its been more of a constant throughout 2024 then im going with that. this was literally the year of rust cohle

7. favorite actor of the year?

don't ask me this... im going to embarrass myself.... because it comes down to all of us strangers and the terror.... i have to say andrew scott. but honourable mention goes to matthew mcnulty, if you know you know . also if peter tork counts i need to say peter tork

9. best month for you this year?

🤔🤔🤔 probably June tbh. i spent a lot of time with my bf that month, and hung out with some of my closest friends before they moved out of the country. also went to evia for a week and that was beautiful. also it was a good time for my hyperfixations, we watched two of us in head world, i rewatched after hours and it's now my favourite movie ever. yeah june was good #pride

12. talk about a new friend you made this year

Well there are many online friends and mutuals i could mention here so if you see this and you are someone i met this year then shout out to you i love you. offline i became really good friends with this couple i play frisbee with on saturdays, the man is from germany and the woman is from mexico, and they're crazy and some of the nicest people ive ever met, they're nomads who teach at an international online school, they're sooo intelligent and friendly and warm, they invite me to go on mountain walks with them, they're both incredibly funny and if they were ever looking for a third i would be the first to volunteer. Basically .

[autism-corner]

they should make a life that is easy

[milflewis]

.

[eggmeralda]

just woke up from the best film I've ever watched in my life only to realise it was a dream

[momochiiee-reblogs]

Being screamed at for things that aren't my fault seems to be a norm in this house

There's cookware scattered an dirty? Guess who gets blamed for it? The exact one that almost never has spoons for cooking in the first place

I live cleaning the trail after me so they won't have any reason to scream at me, but my brother leaves absolute messes behind him and the screams are for me

Fuck off

[airenyah]

sometimes i feel like i missed out on a lot of "italian-ness" bc we stopped going there on a regular basis when i was 9 and i hardly ever saw that side of the family but then i come across a video on youtube titled "southern italians arguing" and it's just a civil (but lively) discussion about a card game the men were in the middle of playing and i'm getting flashes of what it sounds like when my sicilian dad gets real angry and it reminds me of that one time last year when i was working as an intern at a theater (in austria) and one of my tasks was to feed the actors their lines during rehearsals and one time the lead actor came up to me saying "i'm sorry that i'm always so snappy and impatient when i ask for my lines" and i went "this is nothing?? no offense taken"

or this other time, i can't remember if it was at that theater as well or if it was a different context (still in austria) but one time someone got a little loud with me (bc they were irritable and it didn't have anything to do with me or anything that i'd done) and afterwards those who were witnessing the situation were telling me "you do know you don't have to let yourself be treated like that and that you can tell them off, right?" and i was just there like ".......wait i was getting yelled at just now????"

i'm so used to my sicilian dad (and my half-sicilian brother) getting loud at any random minor inconvenience that it for real didn't even register that this person was "yelling" at me for austrian standards, ESPECIALLY since i knew i hadn't done anything wrong and it was all them and their bad mood at the time. and while i did realize that this person wasn't having the best of times in that moment, the fact that they were getting loud at me just simply didn't register. my brain honest to god just went "ah yes this is a completely Normal volume for this level of bad mood, cool cool" and i just kept chilling while everyone around me went "the audacity?? how could they be so rude to you?? are you okay??"

[witchwraytohome]

May my father's fingers loosen and malform and my mother never walk without pain again amen.

[the-crafting-gremlin]

I love my coworkers so much. (For many reasons, including that they're all genuinely pretty good people, open and accepting, and funny.)

One of them and her husband are going to a metal concert this weekend, and it turns out that our manager is going with his oldest daughter because they're also fans of this band. The one coworker commented that she wonders what people must think when they hear about the different concerts she's gone to this year since its kind of a weird variety--an old folky-country singer who's mostly only popular with older people (in their mid 50's and up; she and her sister were the youngest there by quite a bit, in their late 20's and early 30's respectively), Taylor Swift, and now a metal band.

Another coworker piped up, "That's why I like you; your music tastes are eclectic. You're poly-jam-orous!"

I about died laughing, y'all. Her pun game is on point, as usual.

[lizardho]

When I came out, I was SO scared I was gonna get disowned. I wrote a letter to my parents, sent it to their emails, put a physical copy on the counter, and left the house for a few hours to give them time. In that time I tried coffee for the first time, which was a dreadful idea, and got all jittery. I kept waiting for a text or something but nothing happened.

After a few hours, I didn’t hear back from them so I went home. My parents were home and had stacked a bunch of groceries on top of the letter without opening it. They said “hi” and I said “hi” and went down stairs to the basement. I held my dog and panicked about what to do. My sister, who knew that I had written them a letter of great importance, told me they hadn’t read it yet. She also told me she could ask them to do so. I consented to this and stayed in the basement. A few minutes later my dad knocked on the door and poked his soft smooth little nerd head in and said “hey buddy” and I started crying so hard I almost vomited. He came over and gave me a BIG hug and said that it was gonna be OK, he was OK with this, he knew it must have been hard but he was here for me. He told me he and my mom had already talked years before they had me about how if they had to pick between their faith and their child they’d pick their child. It was a very sweet moment. I came out to my mom later that evening and we were both bawling the whole time.

The day after I came out to my parents, I came out to my brother @inbabylontheywept at a Mexican restaurant and he took it like a champ. That evening my mom took me for a walk and looked almost angry - she said she wanted to make sure that I didn’t use being a woman as an excuse to not go to grad school. I told her I wouldn’t and she instantly looked relieved and happier.

My dad, on the other hand, seemed to struggle with it. He kept asking me if I had a boyfriend, and I told him I did not. He kept asking me if I wanted to go clothes shopping with him and I did not. He kept asking me if I would let him go to some of my shows, and I had NO idea what he was talking about.

Finally, 6 months after coming out, of awkward misgendering and questions that didn’t make sense from my dad, he excitedly pokes his soft smooth little nerd head into my bedroom again and says “I found a movie about Your People.” My people. I was absolutely bewildered, but he was so excited and I knew he had been trying SO hard so I watched it with him. It was The Birdcage, and it was amazing. It also was revelatory in that I finally realized why my initially-supportive father seemed to be having such a hard time with my pronouns and stuff - he didn’t know what the difference between trans and doing drag was. After the movie he again asked if I would invite him to one of my shows, and I said, “Hey dad, you know how about half the world is women?” And he said “yeah,” and I said “Well, see, I’m on that half now. I’m not doing drag.” And it was like a switch flipped in his brain. He was like “omg that’s so easy? I was so confused about what to call you when?”

Anyway, my parents are charming and my family has been so kind and patient with me, I like sharing the stories of my little wins with them.