#they're stored safely in people's camera rolls and that's IT

[ruvviks]

Lemme get uh 🍟 🌺 📷 for Vitali ☺️

oc asks!

🍟 FRIES - do they order food often? or they prefer to cook their own food?

vitali likes cooking a lot but he regularly just doesn't have the time for it because he is very busy with work :( usually vincent or mikhail cooks instead in those cases because they all live together but they'll occasionally order food if they're all not feeling it. they usually just get fries and chicken :)

🌺 HIBISCUS - do they have any allergies?

vitali is lactose intolerant but also that means nothing. he will keep drinking milk he will keep eating ice cream. yes there's lactose free alternatives no he does not consider that even once. he's stubborn and stupid

📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

vitali isn't necessarily against pictures but also he's not a fan of them either. he used to like them a lot and still has many selfies and pictures from when he was younger but nowadays you'll just catch him looking like the equivalent of the standing man emoji and :^|

he also doesn't take a lot of pictures except when it comes to the cats he and the boys have at home. he Loves taking pictures of the cats. his camera roll is full of cat pictures. he will never stop

[katielovably]

In my head there is a story, characters and everything.

So the main character, Seana or Sean who owns a clothing store which she runs with her friend even though people give her anxiety so. She is rich and went to college for business and acting. She has a online store that is successful along with a YouTube of her own (they all do, except Peter) which she uses as a diary, a safeplace for her talk, just a place to upload video no matter what it is may it be a tutorial or her babysitting.

She grew up in a Victoria Era manor just because her father loves living in old style manors which Seana is also following in. The manor is haunted. There are three (maybe more maybe just two I don't remember) mounted heads on the walls all threw the manor all from before Seana's family moved (all haunted but one more then any other, a moose in the library over a fireplace (I know very original, Katie) and a elk head in the hall towards the laundry. Haunted by the elk man who is a dream ghost who will stalk you in dreams or just locks you in a dream loop which is you wake up, do things through the day then surprise Elk man appears. You wake up and cycle repeats (pretty sure just made to symbolizes my fear of heads like that). Everyone but Sean's dad is terrified by the elk man but dad isn't afraid of nothing his a big strong Irish men (oh yeah, Sean's mom is northern Irish (don't know from where if I even put it dad is from other repuplic of ireland (it was supposed to be the same area Jack grew up in so there's like a conection) nothing scares him the manor is huge but only the main half has power and heat where the part that isn't is freezing all the time no matter the time of year. There is a basement that all is afraid of the nightmare crew (Sean and her friends) is terrified of but dad makes Irish whiskey down there (he's the only one who drinks it). Sean has an office/ sewing room which they turned a room next to it into a room for rolls of fabric that is linked to the office by a closet door. She also has filing cabinets that holds all you need for making clothes. This room (along with her room) is decorated with framed fan art. Sean's parents treat her friends like their own kids and when they're aren't in a safe home allows them too stay with them and try to get them help even so some of the crew died due to mental health problems which gave Sean depression because she always feels like it's her fault and her friends are like her family even though it's Peter who brought them together or they fight among themselves the care about each other.

She has a three legged cat named Gloom or Gloom doom. he is an ass to some people. He hates kittens even though they're most his. He loves cuddles and is terrified of Sean's dad and hides when he's around.

Sean has a sister and a brother named Sue and Bill (twins) and her twin brother/ best friend Peter who were separated from her at birth to save money but due to his dad being s lawyer he makes everyone sign contracts and treats what is written in the contracts as law! He's the camera man and editor for the nightmare crew even though he is perfectionist but he makes YouTube videos look like movies (when they need to , when they goofing around they look normal but they do performs videos with green screens, scripts, costumes all of it) also he's the tallest out of all the nightmare crew also is a faceless YouTuber (technology) and is terrified to face reveal but when he is in videos he wears a cloak or hoodie to hide his face.

They all have nicknames relating to spooky along with something associated with them like Sean is Stiches because she makes clothes)

They all have " birthdays" (more like it's the characters they made for themselves's birthdays) all threw October exsept for Sean and Peter's whose birthday is the eve of Halloween.

So basically it was supposed to be those stories where Antisepticeye haunts them/Sean was supposed to have his child because my brain messed up and is obsessed about having babies even though I don't want one. So my mind changed it so they there is this company wanting to make this place where you can basically become your favorite video game character and they want to test with minecraft (the nightmare crew has a minecraft on the channel so to the organization it counts) where Sean meets Dream and Sapnap and she's really shy and anxious because they're in a new area and new people even thought she wants to be there but Dream helps her meet people that is where Dream and his friends. Sean, Peter and his wife, Missy moved to the UK into a manor then they making videos with Sean's British girlfriend, Ella and best friend, Izzy takes the role of George and Sapnap and Sean is Dream.

Yup, this is the never ending story in my head summarize... pretty sure I missed so details but eh. I'm tired but can't fall asleep so here I am

[wondernus]

2. Rabbit Plushie

pairing: professor!seungcheol x baker!reader sm au

chapter genre: angst

chapter warnings: car accident, character death, food and alcohol mention, police

wc: 1.5k

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The same day

You looked up from the sofa and waved bye to Mingyu and Jun who were headed back to the bakery to help unload the weekly shipment of baking supplies that arrived after work that night. Lily was on the other end of your video call, hyping you up so you could muster up the confidence to call the small spread of business cards laid out on the coffee table before you. Who knew there were quite a few Yoons who visited your bakery?

“Okay, forget the business cards for a second,” you crossed your legs on the sofa. “I don’t get why you guys don’t want to invest in a new van. You already have a house and a baby. Wouldn’t it be cheaper for you to buy a new minivan or a sedan instead of spending all that money on repairs?”

Your best friend held up a yellow rubber duckie print onesie for you to see and you cooed at the sight. She continued to shop in the department store near Justin's office, "Yn you know how much that van means to me. It has been with me since high school.”

“Jasmine is already eating baby treats already?”

"Treats? They're snacks yn. She's not a dog," the mom rolled her eyes. "Also the baby snacks are for Justin and me...they're really yummy."

"Okay. One, I'm pretty sure you guys would've gotten rid of the car if you did have her in it. Two, I know right? I like the strawberry banana flavored ones shaped like stars," your replied. "Three, is Seungcheol still with the baby?"

The screen paused for a minute and you turned to the five cards laying on the coffee table. Two of them had the title "Dr." in front of their names while all of them had the same last names. Jun suggested that you to call every one of them just in case Dr. Yoon was an academic title instead of a title for a family doctor. You made a mental note to thank him for the suggestion when he comes back from the bakery.

The screen returned to show two people. Justin waved at you and you happily waved back.

"I just got off work," he smiled into the camera lifting up his briefcase for you to see.

"I can see that," you nodded your head. "I should hang up now and let you guys do your errands in peace.

"Okay! Bye sweetie, we love you," beamed Lily. The couple waved into the camera.

"I love you guys so much" you waved back. "Drive safely okay?"

"We will!"

-----

You procrastinated.

After hanging up the video chat with the Chens, you thought that it would be a hassle for the different Yoons if you called them immediately because it was around the time when people were getting off work. You decided to wait an hour just in case they were still commuting home. You cleaned up a little around the apartment so your cousin wouldn't nag you about you shredding your hair all over the place. You also baked some leftover cookie dough you found in the freezer.

Another hour or so passed and you still couldn't pull yourself to call because you thought about how awkward it would be if you called during dinner time. Maybe they were still eating dinner. How long do people eat dinner for? Do I give them time to eat dessert? The excuses continued on until you found yourself on the rug leaning against the low coffee table, palming a glass of wine in one hand and clutching your phone in the other. You didn't know what time it was, but you knew that you were almost finished with calling your five Yoons and Mingyu and Jun still weren't home.

The first one turned out to be a woman. The second one didn't pick up so you left a short message. The third one was just creepy. You were currently apologizing to the partner of the fourth one, lying and saying that you must've gotten the numbers mixed up. On a more positive note, you were now completely sober. Even though there were only five phone numbers to go through, you felt like your heart was continuously about to burst out of your chest with each phone call you had to go through.

Please be number five.

One ring. Two rings. Three rings. Four rings. Five rings. Voicemail.

You sighed and prepared yourself to repeat the spiel that Lily made you practice after the beep, “Hello, this is yn calling from Sidewalk Bakery. You left your business card in the jar for a free cake. If that was you, congrats. Uh if you are the same Dr. Yoon who asked me out, I accept. If you aren’t, please ignore the last part. Drop by the bakery whenever you’re free Mondays through Fridays from 7:00am through-”

Your cellphone buzzed and you looked at your phone to see an incoming call from an unknown number. You picked up the call.

“Hello?”

It felt like a punch in a gut.

“Yes that is me.”

It was the same feeling you got when the rollercoaster dropped and your heart stopped for a second before registering how much you hated the ride.

“What?”

The same heavy heart you carried in your chest for the longest time returned. Its heavy weight a reminder of the sadness that enveloped you for the longest time.

-----

“The officer at the scene found your name and number on an insurance contact card in her wallet.”

You were out of breath after practically sprinting to the police station, not even bothering to think twice about taking your car or calling someone to drive you. You hated the police station and having to even be near the police. You hated having to answer every single one of their stupid questions that they could look up within minutes in a dimly lit hallway while standing with your back against the wall.

“Now, we need numbers for their nearest next of kin. Are you able to supply those?”

Why weren’t you crying? Why did you feel nothing? Sure you were out of breath, but you were strangely calm.

“Y-yeah. Lily’s aunt uh.”

Stuttering. You were stuttering. Your mouth was dry and your jaw twitched in correspondence with each anxious thought that filled your head. Your arm shook while trying to reach into your bag for your phone. You couldn’t even do it.

Looking up at the officer you asked, “The car. You-you said it flipped?” The last word came out as a whisper that barely made it past your tongue.

“Are you sure you don’t want to sit down,” the officer asked. Why are there no tears in my eyes?

“They have a baby. Her name is Jasmine.” You pulled at your hair. “Is she?”

“No, she was in the care of a man at the time of the accident.”

You nodded to yourself. At least the baby was safe.

“She’s fine, yn. However, the officers placed her with CPS for the night.”

“CPS?” you asked.

“Child Protective Services...where they take cases like this.”

You looked to the ground, head dizzy. “Cases like this?” you asked yourself.

The officer hesitated for a minute before confirming the worst, “Orphaned children.”

A shiver started from the top of your head and coursed through every fiber of your being. The small tingle exponentially turned into a big wave. When it crashed, the drops sent tingles from your shoulder to your fingertips, from your neck to your tailbone, from your hips to your toes. You felt everything, but could do nothing except be mindlessly guided to a seat near the entrance. Yet you still could not produce any tears. It felt as if your body had been free falling for the past few minutes until you finally stopped in the middle of a dark and lonely void. You could do nothing except to float.

You didn’t know how long you were sitting there, but a man came into the station followed by two police officers. He was sobbing loudly all while trying to beg the officers in front of him.

“Please,” his voice was hoarse. “You can’t just take her away like that.”

You managed to look up at him while you were in your trance. The two police officers only shook their heads at him, offering no sign of remorse before walking away.

“Please,” he begged again to nobody in particular this time. “I’m her godfather.”

Godfather?

Were they lying about us being godparents?

Then it clicked in your head.

Seungcheol?

You stood up and cautiously walked toward the man who was now crouched on the floor. Despite his current state, you could tell he was the same man who you met years ago except a lot older and a lot wiser looking.

“Choi Seungcheol?”

He looked up at you with his tear streaked face, a pout forming on his lips. “They left before I could give her the rabbit plushie,” he whispered.

the kids are going to be alright

synopsis: life as we know it (2010 film) au | when an unexpected accident leaves you and your blind date from five years ago to become caretakers of your mutual goddaughter, you are forced to learn how to navigate parenthood all while trying to balance work and social life.

a/n: thank you guys for supporting this au! I'm still working out the links rn, but taglist will be coming soon (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

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[meryamthebadassbitch]

𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘑𝘦𝘳𝘬 || 𝘗𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘔𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘳

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"Do you have one of the Parasites like your dad used to have?" asked Mrs. Chen the girl who paid for the snacks, eyes wide she shook her head in disagreement before stepping out of the store

PARASITE?!

"it's not my fault, dad used to call you that man just don't kill her she can give us a lot of free food you know and you can have extra brains when they always rob her poor store?" "Fine, we'll let it slide" "what do you wanna do?" "We can do whatever WE want" chuckling slightly she nodded making her way upstairs to the rooftop, sitting at the edge with venom beside her they both ate the Pack of chocolate in silence, sure, she was terrified finding out about a symbiote living inside her body just like her father after protecting herself from some scientist, but for these past years she got used to it and they were more like best friends and if something happened to Venom it's like happening to her.

𝙁𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠-

Making her way toward the bathroom, attempting to hide from those Men but a voice inside her head made her scream in fear, hiding inside one of the stalls she stared into nothing but emptiness staying quiet as if a serial killer was following her, shaking in fear she tried not to sob out loud by putting her hand on her mouth a drop of a tear falling to the ground as the 10-year-old girl cried in silence with her hands still shaking, the sound of the bathroom stalls being slammed open made her heart stop beating as she started praying for her life, she was going to die that's for sure.

The next thing she knew was the lock breaking and her being pulled harshly by 2 men, screaming in fear she tried biting their hands off but the guns aimed in her head was worse, in a blink of an eye black tentacles came out of her arms and stabbed both of them in the heart, a pool of blood surrounded her as she watched in fear at what she has just done, she just killed two men trying to kidnap her, blood on her white shoes and arms as she tried to open the door and make her way out of this hell hole, but it was the same thing instead this time a group pointed their guns at her as she looked around in search of a place to run away, giving up she sat on the ground putting her hands in the air as told letting the 'police' handcuff her, she's just a 10-year-old girl what possibly could she do?

"mom! please I am begging you to tell them to let me go, we were supposed to be having a girls' night! I promise I didn't kill those men something came out of my arm and-" she couldn't finish her words, Tears welled from deep inside and coursed down her cheeks as she begged her mother for help with a high pitched voice, Anne on the other side stared at her with a guilty look before shaking her head, staring at her in disbelieve she was brutally pulled by the handcuffs away giving her mother one last look.

Did she stay in an Asylum for 8 years without seeing her 'mother' and outside? yes sadly she did, did she get out of the asylum once? no, she never did and that was driving her crazy she was the only one in here and everyone was afraid of her, this place wasn't like any other asylum they brought people with superpowers here, like Eleven from stranger things except Mery didn't have Telekinesis she had Venom.

Sitting in the chair defeatless with an emotionless look on her face, her hands tied to the table, as always, she stared at Anne straight in her eyes "Mery-" "hey doctor, can you please open these handcuffs and let me go back to my room before I do something?" she finally said looking straight into the camera about to transform into the big giant monster when a syringe was on her neck preventing her from doing so, 'how dare she says my nickname' she thought looking straight into her eyes after 8 years of not seeing each other how would you feel and how can she still manage to say her nickname, especially when your own mother is the reason you're looked in here "I Hate you and you don't deserve to be called a mother!" she yelled out struggling from their grip, black tentacles came out of her back as she grabbed every single scientist killing them with no mercy, "Venom, let's get the hell out of here" her voice deadly as she spoke "Copy, you're the boss" just as Anne described she looked just like her father, huge teeth, white eyes, and a long tongue.

𝙀𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠-

"Don't open that door"

"Bitch, Don't order me to do something because you will die waiting?" she said with the usual level of sarcasm before taking off her apron making her way toward the door, what was shitty about this house was it didn't have a peephole, rolling her eyes she opened the door staring at the group in front of her "May I help you?" asked the girl in confusion to why the Avengers are in front of her apartment with a raised eyebrow the Black haired girl was about to close the door when black widow finally said a word after 10 seconds of silence "we need to talk to you?" "Listen, I don't have time to deal with superhero shit I've had enough" "please?" sighing she pushed the door fully letting them in sitting on the couch in front of them with her legs crossed "what?" "Can you introduce us to who you were talking to?" asked Captain America looking at her, raising her eyebrows once again, it was a habit sometimes she bites her nails "were you listening to us the whole time?" "no-" "Jesus, y'all are so famous and busy with superhero shit to the point where you don't understand a joke, Venom can you come out please?" annoyed, a black face appeared beside hers, that was the Parasite living inside her body?

"don't touch it, everyone this is Venom my best buddy and a parasite living inside my body, Her favorite food is brains and chocolate and we both kill robbers every day" putting a fake smile on her face she could see the look on their eyes, Bruce wanting to touch it so badly but stopped when Meryam sent him a look of disagreement, "alright this it, you guys can go, it was lovely meeting you, y'all are awesome superheroes and bye-bye!" "would you like to come with us we need your help, please?" asked Thor holding his hammer, glancing at Venom they both nodded at the same time, they were partners in crime anyways.

"We will but I'm coming alone, see ya at the Tower!" smiling she slammed the door shut

"Can you imagine Thor the god of thunder asking me to come with them, that is awesome right?" "not as awesome as us" nodding with a grin she grabbed her pocket knife charging the gun just in case tying her hair into a bun, putting on the mask Meryam grabbed the bag making her way out of the room.

"Hey miss Chen came to have some supplies?" stated the girl making her way toward the snack session she was probably the only customer here, the threatening sound of another robber echoed around the store as he pointed his gun at the poor woman, "That guy?" "yes bestie, free food for you tonight?" she said making her way toward the man, grabbing his wrist she punched him straight in the jaw, "Mask!" in a blink of an eye the same monster Mrs. Chen saw a long time ago was in front of her expect it was a woman, and that woman was Eddie Brock's daughter, Biting his head off she paid for the snacks before making her way out "night, thanks for the free snack!"

(venom ate the man, duh)

"This walk is boring!" "I know but we're almost there don't worry" "I Miss the Loser" "yeah, same he was the best dad" "and best Host, you both are the best" "aw thanks Venom you're the best too" a soft smile rose on her lips, The world was a better place when she smiled to Venom and he promised to Eddie he would keep her safe, thank god, she had her earphones on so people wouldn't call her crazy for talking by herself, "Jesus how many floors in this Tower?" "93"

"Excuse me is Tony Stark here, he said I can meet him here?" politely asking the blonde woman who was holding a little girl in her hand she took off her mask not to scare her, they didn't seem to recognize her right? "She's probably his wife" the voice of the symbiote echoed around her head as she nodded, "oh yes you must be Meryam, you seem kinda Familiar?" the blonde woman asked her, her heart stopped beating as soon as she said the last words, "o-oh really, who?" "oh never mind, you're so pretty by the way, I should probably go take Morgan to sleep Tony is having a meeting with the rest and they're waiting for you" "Yeah thank you?" "Pepper call me Pepper dear" nodding she waved at the little girl who had a cute smile on her face before making her way to where Pepper pointed

"Hey Old man, you wanted to meet us?" the same sound they heard 30 minutes ago echoed around the room earning their attention, chuckling at how startled they looked Meryam tried to hold her laugh while Venom was grinning evilly on the other side, "Ahh miss Brock come in" "it's Meryam, Anthony" okay that surely got him annoyed she could see how he rolled his eyes, sitting down on one of the chairs she looked around greeting the rest with a straight look.

"Tell us more about yourself?" not wanting to tell them her whole story, she shook her head with an emotionless look on her face "there's nothing more to know about me, I lived 13 years alone that's it, my life is useless anyways I only have Venom and kill robbers nothing more interesting?" one thing they learned about her was how fast she changed her emotions, 5 seconds ago she was trying not to laugh and now a deadpan look on her face. Pietro didn't trust her, not even a single bit and that was why a glare was attached to his stupid face

"So Meryam we're going to be on a mission for these past days and since you have nothing to do, you're going to catch the robbers around the city and take Morgan to school" tearing her gaze away from Pietro who was still glaring she blinked slightly trying to process what he just said, "excuse me, am I getting paid for that?" "yes" "fine, I'll do it, and will you stop glaring at me like I am some target?" her Black eyes met his as she spoke with gritted teeth's, anger rushing through her body Wanda slapping his shoulder before apologizing to her "I am so sorry Meryam-" "it's alright Wanda don't apologize in his place, he just needs to stop and do it all by himself if he's a true man, good night everyone" with that she made her way out of the place trying to calm her nerves down

Anger Issues

"Ohh she got you good" Teased Sam the twin who was still fuming in anger, rage thrummed through his veins as he swallowed down his frustration sending him a harsh look, "shut up birdy" with that he was out of sight just before Clint could say something

"oh these two are not going to be friends or work together, it's probably something worse"

[i-need-air]

Meeting small Hawks.

Pairing: Hawks x Reader.

Summary: HCs about what would happen if you're sent in the past (thanks to a villain quirk) with Hawks and meet tiny Hawks.

Notes: Love the "Their kid came from the future because of this quirk thingy and now they meet their daddas" so I thought what would it be if we reversed it. Hope you enjoy! ♥

× you coincidentally ran into each other (which happened often) when you were both patrolling

× he's always so smug and flirty with you but today he was extra about it

× like holy shit this man knows how to compliment but whatever, no big deal

× the thing is you're just at the point where you kinda lowkey are realizing you have feelings for this smug idiot but you're also kinda denying it because Hawks screams trouble, also you don't trust him; does he flirt like this with anyone??? why is he teasing you so much????? he's too hot to be real???????

× he was praising you because you reached Top 20s when someone screamed for help

× a young kid recognized you both and told you that there's a robbery he escaped from, explaining there are some guys at a jewelry store near-by so y'all just rush there

× well you kinda fell behind cuz he's like already in front of the store talking to the masked robbers like they're just chatting about the weather, although he was just negotiating and telling them casually to let the employees and the civilians inside the store out

× so when he sees you tho, he winks at you and in a blink the robbers were on the ground

× so you just alright then fucking show off 😒 because he waited for you to see him be a little shit

× so while everything is settling, you both going inside the store to check on everyone, he twists his head fastly towards you then rushes to your frame, grabbing you while you turn just in time to see another masked robber (seems he was hiding) that was about to touch your shoulder. although Hawks pulled you to him just in time, so he was barely tapped on the cheek instead of you

× and then you see white

× so when you can finally see again around you, a sensation of dizziness running through your body, you notice Hawks hugging you like really, really tight

× also... did the villain teleport you? both of you were in what seemed a random office building or sumthn

× he brushes it off but you can see that he's worried because y'all fucked up man

× he's scolding himself, he should've paid more attention but you were there, existing, so stunning and the way you rolled your eyes at him? gorgeous, like pls do it again he's a simp for u & now he's paying the price for it like boy–

× anywho! he looked around and sent some feathers to just map the place while you were trying to figure out wth was going on

× meanwhile Hawks was just noticing stuff; he knew these halls, he knew that three doors from there, he'd take Hero History class, he knew the floor below them was a training ground, he knew the door just behind them was where he–

× so you were confusion to say at least, looking at the plain white walls, searching for something, anything actually

× doors had signs on them but very vague, like that one door with the letter K on it, the others labeled C1, C2 and C3, everything spotless and dead looking

× "Sorry, dove, hate to interrupt that cute and intense thinking face of yours but we have to bolt" he said, pointing at the cameras

× so y'all just hide, you thinking without purpose but he was actually leading you somewhere, that somewhere being a floor below

× "we've been seen here and we shouldn't be" or more likely this place should have been destroyed years ago he thought but dreaded the thought of the Commission finding another kid like him

× you question where you're going but he just smirks at you

× there's no people anyway but you avoid places where cameras are pointing at so it makes you feel suspish, but you trust #2 Hero's judgment; he was #2 for a reason, right?

× you reach a door with a sign saying Surveillance and you ooooooooh real smooth for a second, big bird brain there

× and he has no difficulty unlocking it with two of his feathers (him winking at you again, show off pt. 2)

× you're basically ordered to look-out mainly cuz he didn't want you to catch a glimpse at the cameras; if the commission was doing this again, it should be Top Secret

× but what he doesn't fucking expect is to see you on the screen, legit full in the middle of the camera view (pls he cries inside why did u guys avoid all the cams–) and a tiny frame approaching you

× mainly same energy as And I OOP– plus moment of realization

× back to you: looking around super-sneaky until you hear a noise and you decide to explore around the corner but when you find nothing you turn around

× "Uhm, who are you?" you hear a tiny voice behind you and you jump in place because holy shit it was so quiet and now someone's there and you almost die of a heart attack

× turning around, ready to fight, you just find a tiny human being

× adorable human being with... weird similar eye-markings like Hawks and tiny, fluffy, adorable red wings

× you die in the spot cuz???????? adorable child cosplaying the guy you like?????????????? wait what? like? uhm bad brain bad

× so you just crouch down to his height and smile at the baby while he looks at you with big confused yellow eyes that are waaaaay too similar to Hawks'; and that freaks you out, did the mf have a love child or something because they're copy-paste

× "Are you my new teacher?" he asked again, small smile on his features and hnnnggg ♥

× but you shake your head, telling him you're just passing by

× he looks a lil disappointed but nods, fidgeting with the Endeavor in his hands, to which you laugh quietly

× "so you're a Hawks fan I see?"

× he blinks at you, golden eyes wide with confusion and he asks "who?" and u OOP–

× the kid knows who Endeavor is or at least has a plushie of him but is cosplaying as Hawks and never heard of him like??? unless??????? you calm yourself and chill because maybe he didn't know who Endeavor is and he thought it was a random toy and the cosplaying you had no actual excuse for but even worse when he just:

× "but I am a big fan of Endeavor, see?" he said, small excitement coming from him, toy still in his hands now raised in front of your vision, smol chubby hands hounding it safely but proudly

× hnnnngggg ♥ ♥

× "what's your name, little angel?" you ask him as you really try to connect the dots here

× "I'm Takami Keigo and I just moved here" he smiled at you so softly "I'm here to become a hero like Endeavor"

× you'd have to search for Hawks now because this was very, very suspicious but for now you just loved the little kid, deciding you wanted one (maybe you should snatch him 👀)

× and talking about your favorite winged hero, he was having a mental breakdown in the Surveillance room, no biggie; he figured it out while looking at the rooms on the screens, specially the training area, and then at his mini-self talking to you

× so he sends some feathers to you to drag you back to him discreetly

× nothing can be discreet with you because as you were telling smol Keigo that he's gonna be the best hero ever and so on, a feather tapped you on the back and you just screech cuz WHO DAT, you turn to see the feather and feel your soul coming back into your body

× but tiny Keigo sees it too and he's thrilled because look look i can do that too! but with smol feathers and your soul just departs from your person yet again

× because that ain't a cosplay

× that is Hawks.

× while you stop functioning as way-too-adorable-baby-Hawks uses his feathers lift the Endeavor toy to your hands, you just take it and stare

× "did you like it?" golden eyes shining proudly at you; hnnnggggg ♥️♥️♥️

× snapping out of it, you compliment him telling him he's the coolest while taking the toy from him and try to catch one of his feathers jokingly, making him do a cute giggle

× and Keigo, this time big boy Keigo is waiting behind the corner because he really doesn't want to be seen by himself? one feather waiting on the key set to delete all video footage, prepared to bolt the shit out of there yet... he was just waiting for something, not even knowing what himself

× yet he knew as you made mini-him (?) (he's still having an existencial crisis) laugh again his heart squeezes, but he doesn't have time to savor it anymore

× "Keigo, where did you go?" a male voice startled the 3 of you and you p a n i c™

× but not as much as big Hawks tho, he sends all his feathers to drag you away instantly

× the last image on smol baby Hawks is him being startled as he tried to reach for you as you were forcefully yanked away, a suited up man appearing, catching a glimpse of you for a second then alarms blowing everywhere

× Hawks had it all planned as he yanked you to his body, rushing towards an opened window, commanding his feather to delete the security footage and going back to him

× and when he jumped, you in his arms, you saw white again

× you both appear in the same location that you vanished from, just in the middle of the jewelry store as cops were walking around, secluding the zone

× Congrats, you gave the cops a frighten; good times 💕

× so you're in his arms (a g a i n but nobody's complaining 👀)

× and he just smiles down at you so tenderly you almost shiver in place, never seeing that face on him before and it makes you feel Things™, he just runs his hand on your shoulder blade as he wraps his wings closer to you two, cops just startled and confused but none of you cared

× you wanted to touch his cheek as you're finally embracing your feelings after what just happened

× you're looking at Takami Keigo

× so you move your hand and something falls out of your embrace, since y'all are high on adrenaline it spooks the f outta both

× looking at your side you see the Endeavor toy, a small, fluffy feather stuck in its small toy belt

× and you panic because yOu basically just fucking stole a toy from a little kid and you're about to tear up and he just looks at you with his brows raised cuz my boy wasn't expecting that

× "Hey, hey, it's okay" he says through a chuckle, stop being so adorable

× but no it's not okay? the smol baby loved Endeavor and you took the toy and you keep calling mini-keigo smol baby and Hawks' heart is playing heavy metal in his chest and he has this goofy stupid adorable smile on his face and

× he leans down to kiss you

× soft, sweet, he breathes you in yet keeps the smile on his lips

× "Mini-me didn't mind, I'm sure" (white lies, white lies)

× but you, all flustered, just panic again because AAAAA and you just give him the toy, telling him you're some years later but it's his to which he sees ✨ ✨ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ✨ ✨ in his mind around you while you ramble and talk and blush and oh god he loves you– wait what.

× "Well, little dove, I think I have some explaining to do" he whispered above your lips, taking in your flushed face (was living for the moment ngl) "How about we talk about it while we grab lunch? Hmm?"

× "I'd like that, Hawks."

× "Oh, when we're alone, you know what to call me." he whispered in your ear then turned to the police officers that just witnessed everything...

× wait, is that a crowd of people outside with their phones out?

× oh fu–

Look at this smol babey! LOOK!

Art is made by the amazing @kadeart, I'm surprised I found out about them just now, they're amazingly talented. Check out all their stuff!

[artsyxloner]

( This is Min Soo-Nico )

Not Just a Monster

Warning: blood, puking, gore

3: Found my safe heaven... I think?

I woke up feeling weak my whole body ached as I laid in something wet. I breathe in deep gulping down the cool-cleanish air as much of it as I can.

Like a fish out of water, my lungs finally able to breathe. It tastes like metal in my mouth. I remember it when I had my nose bleeds. But shouldn't have done that though because pain shot through me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, I probably looked like a ghost from how much blood loss that I was laying in my puddle of it. wondering why I didn't die? Maybe It was because I passed golden hour since I didn't get to turn?

I didn't know how long I was out for but looking towards the building I caught on fire I saw that it was all ablaze. I didn't remember the flashback I had when I fell out of the window. Well more like I was crashed into it.

I sighed closing my eyes, but then that made me remember the speed monster thinking were that bitch ran off too? He's going to get payback if I ever see him again even if I had turned into a monster by that time.

I would have an advantage even though I'm still in the process of monsterization. Thinking of monsters I remembered there all around here not all but mostly some of them eat people.

Like the tongue one that got burnt up. I shivered at the thought. Getting up for the hundredth time today I soon didn't feel any pain. As if it all disappeared.

Inspecting my clothes they were torn as the thread of my sweater was clawed up and was stained by the monsters and my blood. I was covered in it from head to toe.

And I didn't have any other clothes, to wear in my duffel bag. I was out almost on everything, I needed to repack, real soon. It was around late afternoon judging by the sun.

I still had time to search for the things I needed but not for long, I had to be Conservative. Since I've never been out on a run in the daytime.

I walked away from the burning building down the street where the monsters were. The most dangerous ones I studied had to be around somewhere?

Not knowing I had to be careful of my surroundings, seeing cars all banged up with dints in the and the widow's glass shattered some was even flipped upside down.

But the thing that disturbed me the most was dead bodies lying on the ground. The smell was awful knowing they were Decaying their flesh coming off as flies flew around there and on telling what other things laid inside.

It made me want to puke so I turned my head not able to look anymore at the gross sight. My stomach felt nauseated knowing the familiar sensation going up my throat not able to hold it back.

It came up, as it was nothing but water and my stomach lining. I had bent over placing my hands on my knees. When I was done I spit the rest of it out as my eyes watered tears rolling down my cheeks.

Wiping them away I stood up straight and moved on, wondering where I was going to sleep for the night? And possibly stay if it wasn't run over with monsters.

I forgot about my knife because I couldn't find it anywhere when I first woke up. So I was defenseless if I had to run up one, which wasn't good.

As I head growling, and other inhuman noises. Some of the monsters talked but just only a few words. They would repeat it in a low tone dragging out the last Syllable.

Sounding like a snake, I scratched my face as it felt itchy. Ash and dried blood was caked up on it and got down into my nails. Not that I cared I wasn't a nail girl.

It would be nice if I had a shower, a cold one I imagined scrubbing off all this nasty mess off my tan skin. I haven't had one in a while.

I thought as I was up ahead going to the Convenient store I always went to at night. It was seven eleven, before going in I checked through the windows to make sure nothing was in there.

I waited but didn't see anything out of the ordinary not like there was much of normal anymore. I opened the door as the bell ringed above me. I cringed at the loud sound.

If there weren't any monsters around they would be now. Searching down The isles of different Varieties of snack food. I picked out most of the stuff that was in plastic bags not caring if there were expired.

Some of my favorites were kimchi instant noodles, triangle Kimbap and Pocky of different flavors. I grabbed it all letting it fall into my duffel bag.

When I was done with that I went near the Refrigerated section and took all the water and green teas they had seen most of the stuff With some kind of milk beverage that had Spoiled smelling bad.

I plugged my nose, and also stuffed my drinks in my bag to accept one, and took out a triangle kimbap unwrapping it I sat down and began to chow down on the delicious seaweed rice food.

Then taking a sip of my water, It coded my throat after it is dry and irritated from all the smoke and fumes I inhaled. Relaxing my body I slumped down laying down on one of the shelves that was behind me.

I gazed up ahead looking right outside noticing that building I saw on the rooftop. It looked mostly vacant from what I could tell?  Except for the eye monster but it was probably gone by now.

I had a deep feeling in my gut to go there, I didn't know why? I always looked at the place when I was on the rooftop I had drawled it once without thinking about it.

I would stay here but it provided little protection and I could easily be seen and I couldn't stay in the back of the store their water probably didn't work half of the Convenient store bathrooms always had something wrong with them.

Deciding on that's where I was going to go because it's better than nothing plus it wasn't that far of a walk I could be there in less of half an hour that being thirty minutes.

The sky was beginning to set, it a pinkish-orange color as the clouds grew into a dark purple I wish I had a camera so I could take a pic to see this world still had something beautiful to look at.

I frowned realizing this was actually how the world going to be now people turning into hideous monsters that want to terrorize and eat whatever if it has a heartbeat.

And it's just not the monsters you have to worry about it's the people. They're probably gangs for those who have Survived and killed others for what they have and robbed them of it after there dead.

I shook my head in shame but that's what a world like this does to you it changes you for the worse or if you luck better if you aren't scared. But if you aren't scared you ain't human. I got that off the maze runner a quote from Alby one of my personal favorites.

It's kinda like this world now if you think about it? I don't know why but I kinda laughed knowing something like this wouldn't have ever happened oh the Irony right? I was completely wrong.

I guess karma is a bitch, for thinking that way, signing I ate one more of the first things I gobbled down. I had to stop myself from eating everything before I made myself puke again from not having been eating in a couple of days.

Getting up I took a long sip of my water before putting it back in my bag. Swinging it over my shoulder I gripped the strap as if was a little heavier but not so much where I would have to drag it with my weak ass body.

To green roof apartments, that would be a sight to see. I was kinda Chubby for nineteen years my parents always told me to thin down and stop eating so much but I never listened to them.

They didn't know what it was like being a severely bullied teenager. Getting called a fat pig and having candy thrown at you in school. But they tried their best to understand and only wanted what was best for me but it wasn't good enough.

But now I regret everything I said to them and everything I did. My lips dowsed into a frown at the memories I began to think I was stuck in my head again letting the memories go I began my way to green roof apartments to see what was in store for me there.

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

(Starter from @somfttumms)

The Deadlock Gang was currently out on the town since they knew that tonight people would be rushing out of town to see some kind of concert, but they weren't sure what kind. All they knew was that they had to act now while everyone was away, so they could stock up on food for their ravenous, demanding leader. They hurriedly go from restaurant to restaurant, leaving no morsel of food for even the smallest of mice. Admittedly, as much work as it was, it was also a blast for the gang since they hadn't had an opportunity like this in awhile. In fact, they even get a bit carried away as they break into a store beside the last restaurant after they finish up there. They slowly open the doors and make sure to tamper with any cameras in the area. Once they're sure it's safe, they steal whatever they could get their hands on, but in their rush to get out of the place as soon as possible, they failed to realize that what they were actually stealing was boxes of electronics * * Still being high on adrenaline, they don't think to check the boxes even after safely securing them * * They impulsively put the unmarked electronics boxes along with the food as they haul it away * Gang Member: Hey, Boss! You wouldn't believe how much goods we got ya today!

"Well don't just stand there slack jawed! Show me all this loot I've heard about. You boys did a good job on this heist. I gotta good feeling about this haul. We're gonna make bank with this one boys!"

Ashe said as the gang all got settled in after their heist. Drinks and food were brought out for every one to enjoy as the hideout became bustling and lively.

"All right let's see what we got here?" Ashe said opening one of the boxes and finding a hoist of high tech equipment inside. "Hehe Jack pot. This high tech junk will sell for loads on the black market." She said dollar signs practically rolling In her head as she estimated what each item could be sold for.

[n-ctarinenga]

Flower Boy [ boxer!calum ]

flower boy series | pt.1 | word count: 5,659 | masterlist

"Thank you so much! I'll have these to you as soon as possible. Goodbye!"

Talia grins, as she farewells the family whos portraits she had just finished shooting.

As much as she loves photography, there were only so many matching outfits and unhappy children a person could handle in a day, and with the family that had just left her studio, Talia had reached her limit.

Draining days were something she had gotten used to, business booming lately thanks to the kind words of a handful of past clients. With doors only opening just under a year ago, Valentine Studios didn't exactly have the longest history in town, but Talia liked to believe her dedication and skill made up for lack of experience.

Her mother hadn't really approved of the move, her ideals for her daughter being stuck a few decades in the past.

With the thought of her mother flashing through her mind, Talia couldn't help but sigh as she moved to pack up her camera for the night.

After the great disbandment of the Alisley family, it was nearly impossible for either of the Alisley children to communicate with their mother, but that didn't stop Yvonne from making her annual call to her kids, mostly about the percentage paid out to them every couple weeks from their father's estate royalties, which in Talia's case, was this morning.

From that point onward, it felt like the universe had decided to torment Talia today.

Starting off with the phone call, and most recently manifesting as a set of twins who refused to do any form of posing with their parents, Talia couldn't wait to go home and sleep so she could start the next day fresh and away from the negative vibes of the current day.

Once her backdrops had been rolled up,  and her camera was safely stored in its bag, Talia finally had time to let down her dark brown hair, the two bright streaks of red framing her face. She took great pleasure in turning all the lights off, and locking the door of the studio behind her.

Taking a second to relax in her car, Talia looks at her phone, scrolling through til she reaches the contact of her brother, Brandon.

The Alisley family were estranged from each other these days, but that didn't mean that Talia and Brandon had stopped being lifelong best friends.

The two had always been close, only a couple years between the siblings. Growing up in a world surrounded by adults until they themselves were well into their teens, they were practically a package deal until they had both moved into their own apartments a few years ago.

As of late, while Talia was diving head first into Valentine, Brandon was knee deep in The Vault, the gym he had started not long before Talia opened her own business.

Sitting in her car, Talia contemplated calling him for a moment, her finger hovering over the call button as she thought.

With both of them being so busy, they had barely had time to catch up over the last couple months, and after the day she had had today, Talia needed a bit of chill time with the only other person in the world who could understand her situation.

Their father always joked they could communicate telepathically, and after not seeing him for so long, Talia missed speaking her native tongue.

Deciding to make her way over to the gym, Brandon always telling her he was there any Friday night she would try to make plans with him lately, Talia constructed a plan for what she would do once she finally had convinced her brother to stop throwing himself into his work every Friday night.

With The Vault situated downtown, it was a bit of a drive in Los Angeles traffic, but with the thought of the Thai food just up the street from the gym in her mind, Talia couldn't find it in herself to care about the lengthy journey.

The radio softly played one of the many playlists made on Talia's phone as she drove along, windows down and the breeze lightly whipping her hair around as she did her best to relax while she had the chance.

While most people were finishing their work week, Talia, being the head photographer at Valentine, was still one day away from her own weekend, working every Saturday since the studio opened. This made it easier for families to get together for their shoots, not having to worry about getting back to work and getting the kids back to school, and Talia could tell her clients appreciated it, which made the extra day of work worth it to her.

Propping her head up, with her left elbow resting on the top of the door, Talia can't help the frown that flashes onto her face as she approaches the gym.

Expecting to see only Brandon's car and maybe another employee's, the full parking lot beside the building confuses her. How many people would be at a gym after hours?

The confused frown on Talia's face lingers as she parks her car next one she definitely recognised as Brandon's, climbing out and locking it before pocketing her keys and approaching a man who looked slightly familiar, noticing he was one of Brandon's employees as she got closer.

"Johnny," Talia smiles politely, the man turning to her with wide eyes as he recognizes her, "what's happening here?" She asks.

Johnny stutters for a moment, looking around like he rather be anywhere else in the world at this exact moment.

"Oh, here? Just some regulars here for a get together. Your brother left a few hours back though." He says quickly, tripping over his words slightly, almost like he was making a story up as he went along.

Suspicion courses through Talia at the deflective words of the man much taller than she is, and if she didn't already know him, she probably would have been intimidated by his size alone.

"I just parked next to his car though, and it's kinda odd for Brandon to leave the gym open." Talia laughs awkwardly, not trusting of the excuse she was being given when she knew her brother better than to leave not only his business open, but also his car unlocked outside it.

"I think I'll just check things out for myself thanks Johnny." Talia states, before taking a step forward towards the entrance.

Sensing her disbelief, and his face turning to one of panic, Johnny takes a step sideways, blocking the door from Talia's path.

"Brandon said that you were banned from Friday nights. I'm sorry Talia." He finally says, and Talia can't help the look of surprise that covers her face.

"Me? Banned from the Vault? I hardly think so mate." She laughs, taking advantage of the height difference between them to duck under Johnny's arm, easily pushing the door open into the gym.

Immediately, Talia is met with a wall of noise.

A crowd, some seated, some not, surround the central boxing ring at the center of the building. The usual smell of cleaning supplies and sweat is amplified by the stench of beer radiating through the whole building, but even then, the thing that grabs Talia's attention isn't the crowd or their behavior, but instead, what they're watching.

In the center of the ring, two large, well built men circle each other. Talia watches on in horror for only a moment before one man launches his fist forward towards the others stomach, and it's in this moment she realizes that the men aren't wearing gloves, but thin bloodied wraps.

The crowd roar with a wave of life as the punch connects, the second man doubling over and leaving himself exposed to an onslaught the first delivers without hesitation.

Even with the presence of Johnny behind her, the only thing Talia can see is the pure violence playing out in front of her, realization growing by the second as her eyes finally break away from the ring to where her brother stands at the back of the crowd.

She can't help but think her father might have been right about the telepathy, because almost as if he could sense her eyes on him, Brandon's own find her.

All of the colour drains from Brandon's face as he excuses himself from the black haired man he's talking to, running around the outside of the crowd to reach his sister, who stands frozen in place.

He says nothing as he grabs Talia's hand, pulling her sideways into the office room to the right of the building, easily tugging her past the back of the crowd that still stare focused into the ring.

The clinical white lights above them come to life as Brandon flicks the switch beside the door, shutting it behind him quickly before he turns back to Talia.

"What are you doing here?" He asks quickly, inspecting her as if she was a wounded animal ready to pounce.

Fighting her disbelief at the situation and his question, Talia's eyes go wide as a wave of anger washes over her at his question.

"What am I doing here? What the fuck is that shit, Brandon?!" She throws back at him, her voice louder and stronger than she expected it to come out of her.

Waving his hands panicked, trying to get her to lower her voice, Brandon tries to shush her, which only makes her more ticked off.

"Look you weren't supposed to see that-"

"Answer my fucking question or I'll start screamin' it." She threatens, cutting him off mid sentence.

An angry and frustrated expression settles on his face as Brandon let's out a huff, not knowing how to word his explanation and remaining silent while he tries to find the right words.

"Is this why you've been blowing me off for months? You got some fucking fight club bullshit going on here instead?" She questions further, her voice breaking slightly with stress.

"I can't tell you all the fucking details in one breath, Talia. I wasn't exactly expecting you to find out like this."

Brandon argues, throwing his hand up in annoyance, which only confuses her more.

"What makes you think you have the right to be angry at me when you're the one that has the explaining to do?"

"Fuck! Alright! I get it!" He whisper yells harshly, face twisting in anger and making the siblings look even more alike than usual, Talia taking a step back at his sudden outburst, "look, the money is gonna get cut off one day, I'm thinking about my future, OUR futures here. That's what this shit is about."

"And what exactly is this shit, Brandon?" Talia asks, aggressively pointing towards the door that barely separated them from the crowd.

"It's boxing. Same shit you see on TV, just, not as commercial."

"This isn't the same shit as on TV! Those guys aren't even wearing gloves!" She argues, smacking the back of her hand as she speaks.

"Bare knuckle and wraps get better bets, the guys make their own decisions on if they do it or not." Brandon defends as he crosses his arms.

Talia shakes her head in annoyance, her face twisting. Everything was happening so quickly, meaning she barely had enough time to process all the information being thrown at her.

"You're scared of mommy cutting off the royalties so this is what you do instead?" She asks.

"The money is gonna get cut off and it's gonna be sooner rather than later. Do you expect me to suck up forever? To hide Sam til she dies too? Mom hates both of us now and you know it just as well as I do."

Talia feels her throat tighten at his words. Her stomach felt like it was close to emptying its content as the gut punch of his words hit her at a hundred miles per hour.

"Shut the fuck up. You know I love Sam and you know I don't want to do it just as much as you don't want to. But you're right, it will be sooner if she finds out about this." She spits back.

Taking a step towards him, arms crossed, Talia holds steady eye contact as she looks up to her brother.

"You're not the only one she can fuck over. When she finds out and cuts me off too, what the fuck are we gonna do, huh?" She whispers harshly as the crowd outside the room bursts into life again, the next round starting.

Brandon breaks the eye contact between them as he stares at the ground, fists clenched at his sides as the obvious stress of the situation flashes across his face.

"She won't, not yet."

Talia rolls her eyes as her arms uncross, leaning back against his desk.

"Mom always finds out."

"She won't this ti-"

Brandon is interrupted by the office door swinging open, a tall man with blonde hair and a panicked look on his face ignoring Talia to address Brandon the second his eyes land on him.

"Hood's broken Knight's nose." He says in a rush, causing Brandon to groan, following the man out the door before turning back to Talia.

"Don't leave this office, I'll be back soon."

Talia throws her brother a sarcastic thumbs up before he rushes off, the door clicking shut behind him.

Talia felt like her mind was in the worst spin she'd ever experienced. Finally the late nights, the astronomical bills being excused as gym costs, the secrets, they all made sense.

As angry as she was with her brother, she was more worried about him than anything.

Seeing the crowd, the action in the ring, it was more than just the sparring she would see from time to time as she made the rounds to check in on things. These people were out for blood, and would throw as much money as they needed at it to make it happen. This wasn't the kind of thing she ever expected Brandon to be involved in, and it shocked her that he's involved in that world obviously as more than just a spectator.

Sitting down in the office chair, Talia rests her elbows on the desk in front of her, covering her face with her hands as she tries to take a deep breath to calm her nerves, but jumping as the crowd outside roars again.

This wasn't something she was familiar with, and the uncharted territory this laid out in front of her felt like a minefield. Both her brother's lies, and the violence they were hiding.

With her anxiety peaking as she sits deep in her thoughts, she nearly yelps as the office door flies open, a tall man coming in and looking around for someone, before their eyes finally land on Talia.

If the sharp jawline, dark eyes and deadly look on his face didn't take her breath away, the ripped and bruised skin under his eye sure did.

A seemingly permanent scowl was set on the man's face, and his height and all black outfit just added to the intimidating stance he has as he lets the door swing shut behind him.

Talia couldn't help but notice that the man is attractive, even with blood dripping down his face, noticing his hair closely cropped to his head, apart from the wild bleached curls that fell onto his forehead.

For a brief moment, the angry look on the man's face softens upon seeing the smaller woman sitting behind his boss's desk, but it's instantly replaced by a look of confusion.

"Who the fuck are you?" He asks, his voice deeper than she expected with an unfamiliar accent laced into his words.

Slightly taken back, Talia frowns, withdrawing from the desk and standing up behind it, her defensive nature quickly taking over.

"I'm Talia Alisley, who the fuck are you?"

This time it's the man that's taken back, his eyebrows shooting up as he scoffs, arrogance in spades and tension building by the second as Talia crosses her arms in front of herself.

"I'm Calum Hood," He says, and Talia freezes.

Hood. Was he the Hood that the blonde man was talking about? The one who apparently had broken the nose of the guy Brandon was checking on?

"and I'm guessing you're the precious little sister." He comments, and this time it's Talia that raises her eyebrow. Did Brandon mention her to these guys?

"Too right I am, so don't fuck with me and we should be fine. Brandon said he'd be back soon." She replies, sitting back down with her arms still crossed and the scowl on her face settling in while in his presence.

Deep down, Talia knew it was probably a bad idea to piss off the guy who was not only bleeding, but the cause of a broke nose two rooms over, but her pride and defensive nature was far more powerful than the anxiety swirling in her stomach.

"No need to worry about that, princess." Calum rolls his eyes in annoyance. If Brandon was gonna send him to his office, he could at least show up instead of wasting his time, and give him a warning.

Talia was thankful in that moment for the low light of the room on account of the desk lamp being off, hiding the blush that made her ears burn. Yeah, he might be a dickhead, but he was still an attractive dickhead.

Slumping down into the chair opposite Talia with a huff, Calum shakes his head, while Talia stays stone faced across from him.

"You alright?" She asks after a moment, referring to where blood still sits on his cheekbone.

Calum frowns at her attitude change, not aware of the injury that he sustained from Knight's ringed hand landing a right hook before Calum landed his own.

In his defense, Knight should have known better than to touch his gear.

With the confused look flashing across his face for a longer period this time, Talia can't help but roll her eyes.

"You're bleeding under your eye, bro." She points out.

As Calum reaches up to touch his cheek, the door opens, the blonde man from before walking in with Brandon in toe as Talia thanks her lucky stars.

"Not gonna lie I thought you would have left by now." Brandon says, looking at Talia first while her eyes stay on the actions of the blonde man opening a medical kit on the desk.

"Oh don't worry, I want to." She comments.

"So do I, can I go now?" Calum directs towards Brandon as the blonde man touches an alcohol wipe to his cheek, making his aggressive expression falter slightly.

"Once Luke says you're okay and once I've dealt with you, yes." He sighs, rubbing a hand over his face.

"Look," Talia says, standing up and holding her hands up in surrender, "obviously you've got a lot of shit going on here right now so we'll deal with this tomorrow." She gestures between them, walking around the desk and past the three men.

Letting out a sigh, Brandon sends her a look of appreciation.

"Thanks T, text me when you get home." He replies, to which she sends him a short nod.

"Luke, can you walk her out?" He asks, turning to the man getting up from kneeling in front of Calum.

"Yeah, no worries." He smiles, taking his gloves off and throwing them in the bin.

Walking out the door with Luke, Talia winces at the loudness of the crowd, thankful for the taller, now calm, man standing between them and herself.

"I'm Luke, by the way." He smiles kindly, holding his hand out for Talia to shake as they make it to the door.

"Talia. Gotta be honest, I wish this was under better circumstances." She smiles tightly back at him, shaking his hand.

"Yeah," he laughs, "me too."

As they make it outside, Talia leads Luke around the building to where her car sits, right next to Brandon's.

"Well, this is me."  She says, signalling to her car with the keys in her hand. "Thanks for walking me past all of that."

"No problem. Drive safe." Luke says with a small wave to her, and she gives him an appreciative smile.

"You too. See you 'round, Luke."

Climbing into her car, Talia sighs, relaxing only slightly in the familiar surroundings.

As she pulls away from the curb, Luke sends her a final wave before walking back into the gym.

Driving away, the adrenaline of the situation starts to wear off, and the reality of the situation starts to sink in.

"God, I'm gonna fucking kill him." Talia mutters to herself, turning the radio up and going over the night's events in her head as she drives back to her apartment.

The next morning, Talia awakes with a rock of dread weighing down her stomach.

Her mind immediately flashes back to the events of the night before, and as she showers, gets dressed and locks her apartment door, it almost felt like she wore the dread of the impending conversation she needed to have with her brother as a scarf tied too tightly around her neck.

Instead of heading straight to the studio and editing the photos of the last few days as usual, Talia instead took a deep breath as she started heading back towards Vault, having a couple hours to hopefully get answers before her first clients for the day were set to arrive at eleven.

The parking lot beside Vault sat a lot emptier today. Only a handful of cars sprinkled around, and just like last night, Talia pulls into the space beside Brandon's car.

Taking a moment before walking in, Talia leans back in her seat, closing her eyes.

She was scared. Of Brandon's explanation, of possibly having to accept whatever the fuck she had witnessed last night, of walking out more confused than she was about to walk in.

Her and Brandon had grown up play fighting, and catching an odd round or two when their dad decided to watch Friday Fight Night, but violence had never really been part of their lives in a physical form. Apart from a questionable wrestling phase when she was 14, Talia couldn't even remember the last time she saw two people in a ring together that wasn't casual sparring when she would frequent the gym in its early days.

None of it compared to what she saw last night.

With what happened still fresh in her mind, Talia climbs out of her car, pushing the door shut behind her.

Johnny doesn't stand by the entrance this morning, meaning Talia easily walks into the gym, the door squeaking slightly in protest as she pushes it open.

It's almost like nothing had even happened. All the equipment that was pushed against a wall last night now sits in its normal place, the shelves of alcohol behind the check in desk now stocked with protein powders like less than twelve hours ago the counter wasn't a very convincing bar.

Hearing her come in the door, a couple people look up from what they're doing, sending Talia a polite smile before returning to their work.

Calum Hood is not one of these people.

Almost like the universe had put a glowing neon sign over his head, Talia's eyes instantly wander towards where Calum stands next to the black haired man she recognized as the same person Brandon was talking to last night when she arrived.

Noticing her too, Calum’s encouragement of his best friend is interrupted by his eyes catching a flash of blue hair in his peripheral vision.

While he knew any animosity towards the woman who could probably have him fired with a few fake tears was a bad idea to hold onto, he couldn't help but feel annoyed upon seeing her in what he thought of as his domain.

Face settling into a frown as she looks across the room to the man who easily got on her nerves last night, Talia almost doesn't notice Brandon coming up behind her.

"Hey." He greets quietly, holding a takeaway cup of coffee out to his sister. "Time for that talk, huh?"

"Yeah. Think so." She takes the coffee with a nod of thanks, and hesitantly follows him to his office.

Talia couldn't tell if Brandon was trying to suck up to her with free coffee, but after sitting down at the chair in front of his desk and taking a sip, tasting vanilla latte, she knows he is.

"So, where should we start?" He asks, settling into his seat with a heavy sigh.

Talia scoffs lightly, raising her eyebrow.

"The beginning would be good."

Brandon nods, looking down at his desk to avoid meeting her eyes.

"The fights started around one, maybe two months after we opened, so we've been hosting them for about fourteen months now."

Talia's eyes go wide, disbelief covering her face as she places her cup on his desk forcefully.

"You're telling me you've been hiding this shit for over a year?" She asks, anger already starting to build.

"Yeah, and if you haven't fucking noticed, it's not been the easiest thing to do." He snaps, before holding his hands up, taking a deep breath and rolling his seat back slightly to calm himself, too much tension already in the air.

Talia bites her tongue, looking down at her hands before she signals to him to continue.

"A friend of mine, Ashton, he was part of an illegal boxing league running out of a rundown place up in Hollywood. I saw him fight there a couple times, saw the conditions myself. The guy running the show was a complete asshole to his guys, but they all needed the money, so they stuck around." He explains, voice quieter than before.

"One night we got to talking. I asked Ash if  he thought we might be able to make our own ring, give people a safer place to earn their money. Then we figured out how much we could earn from it, and with shit going so wrong with mom, I figured that if she pulled the rug out from under me, I could use the league as a safety net."

Piecing together the timeline in her head, and doing the best to absorb the information given to her, Talia remains silent and slowly nods along when needed.

"Him and I have built this thing from the ground up, and it's working for us. I manage the books, he manages the guys, and we take care of the admin together. With my connections to the rich assholes who have more money than they know what to do with, and with Ashton's connection to the guys who need that money and want to do it, we're doing really, really well, Talia."

This time it's Talia who avoids eye contact, looking down to her shoes as she curses the logical side of her brain for seeing sense in his story.

"How many people do you have fighting for you?" She asks.

Brandon let's out a heavy breath, waving his hand slightly.

"Around twenty, twenty five. We keep the doors open for the more occasional guy who needs the cash that week."

"And how often are the nights like last night happening?"

"Weekly. Every Friday, normally."

Seeing the hesitation on her face, bottom lip pulled between her teeth, Brandon sits forward to bring her attention to him, her eyes flicking up to meet his.

"I know this is a lot, and I don't expect you to be okay with it, but I do want you to know I'm being smart about this."

Talia sighs, taking a sip of her drink before speaking.

"I know you, so I don't doubt it. It's just so dangerous, Brandon. You can't expect me not to be worried about you."

Brandon laughs lightly, trying to lift the mood slightly.

"I would never expect you not to worry. It's not in your nature."

A small smile tugs at the corners of Talia's lips, and it's enough to ease his mind.

"Anything you want to know about the ring, the business, any of it, I'll answer as best as I can. I trust you more than anyone and I want to do everything I can to make you feel okay with this, and make up for holding it from you."

Talia hazards a look to her brother, seeing on his face that he's been open and honest with her.

"You know I always ask too many questions." She smiles, joking lightly as she referenced something she would hear almost daily from her mother growing up.

Brandon shakes his head as he laughs, taking a sip of his own drink.

"If you get too much for me, I'll just pass you on to Ashton. It's what normally happens around here." He shrugs slightly, before tilting his head.

"Actually, do you want to meet him? He should be around out there." He asks, and Talia mulls the idea over for a moment before agreeing. After all, it would probably be best to know who she would castrate if something happened to Brandon.

"Sure, might as well." She agrees, downing the last of her drink and tossing her cup into the small recycling bin under his desk.

Standing up and following Brandon out of his office, Talia can feel her nerves already starting to act up, and does her best to shove them down as she follows him towards the bench press where the black haired man who she now assumed was Ashton, and Calum stood.

"Hey, guys. I got someone for you to meet." Brandon says, catching their attention as they approach.

Ashton sends her a warm smile as she steps out from behind Brandon, which is a nice contrast from the cold glare Calum sends her way, which she ignores to return the smile instead.

"Ashton, Calum, this is my sister, Talia. Talia, this is the demon on my shoulder Ash, and my blue rock em sock em man Calum."

"We've met." Calum says bluntly, while Ashton raises his eyebrow.

"And we haven't. Nice to meet you, I assure you Brandon's told us nothing but good things." Ashton grins, holding his hand out for her to shake.

Talia takes his hand and can't help but notice how strong his grip is without what looks like any effort, and laughs lightly.

"I'd hope so, but I can't promise my staff have heard the same about him. It's nice to meet you too." She returns, letting her hand drop to her side before she acknowledges the man beside him.

"And yeah, charmed." Talia prods lightly, seeing Calum trying to hide the roll of his eyes from Brandon.

"Talia is gonna be spending more time around, getting to know the workings when she can. I said if she annoys me too much I'm gonna pass her on to you, so fair warning." Brandon informs them, tapping Ashton's arm as he directs his sentence to him.

"Fantastic." Talia hears Calum mutter, not loud enough for the other two to hear it, but just enough that she does.

This time, it's Talia that rolls her eyes at Calum.

As conversation is made, Calum can't help but feel hyper aware of Talia, and the sun shining in from the high windows casting sunbeams through the few red hairs that fell out of her bun and framed her face delicately. He would admit that Talia was pretty, beautiful even, but not audibly, especially not in front of the girl who felt no hesitation in sending him a death glare every few minutes.

The small group spend ten or so minutes talking with each other before Talia's phone rings, letting her know she should start making her way to the studio.

"Looks like I should be getting to work." Talia says, slipping her phone back into her pocket.

"What do you do, if you don't mind me asking?" Ashton inquiries, genuine interest in his tone, making her see why Brandon was such a fan of him.

Talia believed she could read people well, and from her first impression of Ashton, she got nothing but good vibes.

"I'm a photographer, I own my own studio called Valentine." She smiles proudly, and Ashton nods his head in approval.

"My girlfriend works just down the road from you I think! It's not far from Dominion Books, right?"

Pleasant surprise spreads across Talia's face as she nods, happy to have found a common link.

"Yeah! I think I might have seen you there in passing now I think about it." She smiles.

Brandon watches on with joy as he sees both Talia and Ashton getting along, so happy about it in fact that he didn't even notice Calum looking like he would rather be anywhere else in the world.

Talia says her goodbyes to the men before turning to leave, her attention being called back before she makes it too far.

"If you ever need a fill in hunk for a photo shoot, you know who to call." Ashton jokes, sending a wink in her direction.

"Yeah, you can get your brother to pass you my number any time." Calum says sarcastically, surprising her but also making her scoff as she takes a few steps backwards before turning around.

"In your dreams, darlin'." She calls over her shoulder.

As the door swings shut behind her, Calum feels like his feet are glued to the floor, the eyes of his best friend burning into him as Brandon excuses himself to mock throw up against the wall.

"What's that all about between you two?" Ashton asks Calum quietly, picking up his water bottle as Calum picks up his own, holding it up and speaking casually before taking a sip.

"No idea what you're talking about mate."

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Paparazzi

•Hello again, as a promise from my previous post, I'll post an imagine. So here it is, my first ever imagine. It's a little rusty I think so I'm so sorry considering this is my first imagine and Im used to write a story not an imagine but I think there's no difference lmao but I hope you like it.

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"I miss going shopping with you"Y/N said as she swing their intertwined hands back and forth.

"Shopping with me?"Harry looked at her with raised brows.

"Yeah, it feels domestic"Y/N shrugged as she looked around the mall with a ghost smile.

With both of their jobs, they both know that their time together is always limited. If they ever go out, they know that they're being followed by paparazzis and they can't do anything about that considering it's their job and they're just following their orders to take pcitures.

"It feels normal and we both know we're not"Y/N said resting her head to his arm, "And it's good cause normal is boring"

Harry then laughed at her softly as she grinned taking her head off of his arm.

"I love you"Harry said looking down at her.

Y/N then look up and smile at him. He then leaned down to press a kiss on her lips when she leaned away making him confuse.

Grinning, Y/N dragged Harry with his hand before going to an accessories store that she saw earlier before opening the glass door.

The opening of the glass door took the clerks attention away from her desk and widen her eyes when she saw the couple.The couple then waved at her before Y/N walked to the hair tie selection with Harry.

"Last time I checked, you have over 20"Harry said as Y/N eyes the hair ties and scrunchies.

"My sister borrowed two and it never came home"Y/N replied as she tried picking what color that she doesn't have.

"Alrigh'"Harry chuckled placing his hands on his hips, "What color would you like?I'll buy"

"Harry, I can buy"Y/N chuckled before looking at him.

"I know but I want to buy you some"Harry said tucking some hair behind her hair making her huff.

Picking the color orange and silver scrunchies, Y/N looker at Harry and smiled. He then nudged his chin towards the counter before both of them went to the clerk.

Smiling, the clerk start counting their bills.

"That'll be 20$"the clerk said as Harry took some bills in his wallet.

Harry tends to pay with bills if he's buying small things like hair ties, or any necessary items but if it's furniture, clothes, shoes, etc, he buys it with his card.

"Thank you"Y/N sweetly smiled as she took the small bag.

"Have a good day"Harry nodded his head.

With one last wave, the couple went out of the store before walking towards the exit glass door which the parking lot is located.

"Thank you for these"Y/N said motioning to the shopping bags that she is holding.

Turns out, Harry didn't just buy the scrunchies. He bought her new shirts and skirts also. When it comes to Y/N, Harry tends to spoil her so much. Y/N who kept insisting that he doesn't need to, keep losing the fight over it. In the end, Harry gets to buy her things.

"S'no problem, lovie"Harry smiled at her before shrugging, "love spoiling you"

Y/N just rolled her eyes before chuckling as Harry throw an arm around her shoulder. Then, the two of them starts nearing the exit glass door before Harry froze a little.

There are already paparazzi outside waiting for them, but some of them are already taking pictures.

"Hold my hand, Y/N"Harry said taking his arm off of her shoulder.

"But—"Y/N frowned knowing that she'll be safe even with Harry's arm around her.

"Hold my hand"Harry sternly said.

When it comes to this, Harry tends to be stern around Y/N if there's paparazzi around. Paparazzi can be very aggressive when it comes to her also, she's always asked inappropriate questions and Harry doesn't like that.

Y/N nodded holding his hand before Harry pushed the glass door open and soon, cameras were shoved in their faces.

"Y/N Y/N how you doing?"

"Y/N is it true that you're gonna be an angel this year?"

"Y/N are you cheating on Harry?"

"Harry you were seen with someone last 3 days ago"

"Y/N you're wearing something revealing, aren't you?"

Suddenly, Y/N feels like she wanted to laugh at their questions, their questions can be very funny sometimes and it's not even appropriate or true so why ask, you know?

Then, a paparazzi lurched forward wanting to ask something but he accidentally knocked another pap making him shoved Y/N accidentally also.

Harry was quick to kneel down at her as Y/N hissed at the burning feeling on her knee.

"You're bleeding, for fucks sake"Harry mumbled seeing the blood trickling down.

"I'm fine"Y/N softly smiled.

Soon the fans started to see what's happening making them shout at the paparazzis to go away already.

"None of that"Harry looked up when he saw someone leaning down to take picture of them, "Please just go away, you're making this worse and please be careful sometimes"

Harry then helped Y/N got up as the fans started shouting more at the paparazzis before they start walking away one by one.

"thank you"Y/N mouthed at the fans as she stood up with Harry beside her before Harry smiled at them softly.

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Y/N observed Harry who tends her wounds while having her legs propped on his lap.She remembered earlier that he was so calm about what happened.

Hissing softly when the cotton hit a spot, Y/N flinched a little.

"Sorry"Harry mumbled before dabbing her knee softly.

"You handled it good earlier"Y/N shifted a little.

"I was burning inside"Harry said as Y/N frowned a little, "I was angry"

Angry Harry is very rare and people who knows him know that Angry Harry is not be messed with.

"I know"Y/N said as Harry put down the cotton on the floor.

"They just know how to push some buttons"Harry sighed putting a bandaid over her wound.

After putting it, Harry looked at her wound. He was afraid that maybe in the future, something will happen to her and not just any gash, it could be big. Worse that maybe he wasn't there if something happens.

Sighing again, Harry leaned down to press a kiss on her knee making her smile softly before he looked at him.

"Netflix, my angel?"Harry asked kneading her knee softly.

"Oh I love you, alright"Y/N chuckled before wrapping her arms around Harry, nuzzling into him.

[thumperdaetime]

You could paint your toe nails, in the winter no one but you will see your feet anyway. And it's the sort of thing that you'll forget about and be pleasantly surprised through out the week.

Make a lipsink-able/dance-alble playlist of just female singers, (bonus points for lyrics that have the singer talk about themselves as a woman)

Use your name literally everywhere it's safe. Ordering Starbucks on your way to work. signing up for adult free social media, (Snapchat, Instagram, Tumblr). A second personal Google account.

Change your Facebook settings to (they/them) pronouns. (If you can't go all the way to she/her) it's the sort of thing people tend not to notice, unless they're looking for.

In midevil times it was polite for gentlemen to walk on the side of the sidewalk closest to the houses (so if a chamber pot was dumped it would land on him) so always all on the side of the road. It's the sort of thing no one knows about unless you tell them.

When you initiate hugs go low, women tend to be shorter so they tend to wrap there arms around the other persons waist. (This is the opposite in kissing where women are trying to pull themselves up)

Traditionally the woman's hand goes palm down/to the back when they hold hands

Women tend to carry things on their hip, books, laundry baskets, ect. Itll be a bit hard to begin with if youve never done it, but once you figure it out. Not only does it free up a hand, but it makes you feel very hippy

Get a roll of feminine stickers and add-on your pencil case/notebook/laptop blame irony, or a young sibling, or a friend.

Get a thing you can wear on your hands, (ring, watch, piece of string) and Everytime it catches your eye, repeat a frase of your choice to yourself "I'm valid" "I'm a woman" ect.

Have spa days, when you know you'll be alone, or with safe people:

(if you like makeup) Buy some cheep makeup (or have a friend smuggle you some) and practice a bit, see what you like on yourself, practice all that blending and eyeliner placement that YouTubers make look so easy. (That way when you have a safe place to wear makeup you don't feel too inexperienced to actually let people see you)

do your nails, file them down, soak them in warm water, gently push back your cuticles , rub them in location, exfoliate with a diy Suger scrub, and maybe even paint them, (clear or a translucent nude are hard to tell your wearing) if not try nail stickers or sticky-backed rinestones for a cheep, temporary nail solution.

Sit around feeling pretty for as long as you can, take some selfies ( camera from above/chin angled down will make your eyes look biger, your lips look fuller, and your jaw look softer) or listen to some nice music wile you sip a fruity drink.

When you're ready to be done take your time cleaning, do a face mask (diy or store bought) do a lip scrub (this will make your libs temporary reder and seem fuller). If your taking the color off your nails, remember to re-lotion so they'll be soft and healthy.

Tips for transgirls

I’ve seen so many of these posts for trans boys but never for the lovely ladies, so here are some tips to feel a bit more feminine if you’re not out

Glossy chapstick, if asked about it say you just have chapped lips and it works well, or if you want a tint and can stand it, those cheap Pepsi/cola chapstick make your lips looks red [you can make them very red or less depending on how much you use]

If your family isn’t to judgey you could wear foundation or just buy it for yourself and say you’re embarrassed about acne or a scar or something,

If you’re more into emo/goth culture thats a good excuse to grow out your hair/wear makeup

You could wear panties under your boxers and just do your own laundry, and buy a feminine outfit you can wear when by yourself, and/or girly sleeping clothes

You can get yourself a pink hello kitty shirt or pink backpack or something like little girls would wear and say you got it to be ironic

If you’ve got a close friend you could get matching rings/necklaces/bracelets and say it’s for friendship or a cute girl/boy made you a bracelet in class and it makes you happy to wear it [or lie about having a close friend and just wear the jewelry]

Spandex. Like the thing to hide your tummy? It accents curves real nice and you can wear it under so many things, or if you can’t do that cuz you’ll get found out get long underwear, like the long black shirt and pants you wear in winter? They work amazing too

Get your ears periced if you can

Write your self a message on you’re phone, using the correct pronouns, or get your backround to “you go, girl!” Or something like that and just say irony/ it was a friends prank and you wanna keep it/ it just empowers you Nd u couldn’t find a “you go, boy!”

Change your blog to be a bit more ‘girly’ and make ur videogame characters girls and use your preferred name!! You can just say its supposed to be a random person or a celebrity really of you want

And get yourself a notebook and write about yourself in like third person using your preferred name and pronouns and if found just say your writing a story or it’s for school

Wear longer socks that cover your calf cause they cover your legs if you can’t shave them

Shave your legs if you can, if not your arms and armpits [just say you sweat a lot and that would help ]

Wear girls deordeant if you can

Use lotion. Sounds simple but rlly, mosteruise after you shower, soft skin and plus thats thought of a more feminine activity, plus u can get you some really nice smelling stuff and just says it works well or you didn’t realize it was that strong when you got it or didn’t realise it would smell like that at all

Pinching your cheeks makes them a bit blushy [not for that long] but you could do it when meeting people and such

Get a cute stuffed animal for your bed and just say its from a girl/boy you like or irony

Blow dry your hair instead of towel dry, it makes your hair fluffy and soft

Use girls shampoo or body wash

Wear light colors

Wear tighter clothes or floral things

And remember you are a girl whether you’re out or not or if people believe you

[Feel free to add on and if you have questions or anything, just message me, lovelies!! ♡]

[drarrygirl27]

Thanks for the tag, @unsealingkale !

1. what does your name mean / mean to you?

Oh wow! I learned something new about my name. It is a Hindi boy name meaning, Center. I'm used to reading it meaning things like knowledge, wise, understanding, and water baby. This is very interesting!

I used to hate my first name years ago, but honestly I really used to hate myself for many reasons for many years. I now love my first name as much as I love my middle name. My last name is pretty cool. I used to want to change it to my biological last name, but now it ties me to both my grandma (She got remarried when my dad and his brother were in their teen years. The man she remarried, she had 3 of my uncles with, 2 are still alive.) and my dad so I'm going to keep it for a little while longer. My dad has another brother who I keep in contact with with my biological last name. They found each other through Facebook years and years ago.

2. breakfast, lunch or dinner?

Breakfast because breakfast is the bomb! That is my favorite kind of food, day or night. I do eat lunch and dinner too, but breakfast food will always have my heart.

3. what are you proud of?

I am proud of how far I actually have come in my life. There were times where I literally wanted to just let things be even when it was bad for me to do so, but I still eventually found the courage to leave when I knew that in my heart of hearts that I needed to for the good of my overall well being. I have had to do that a good bit of times in my life and despite how some of it hurt me really bad to do so emotionally and sometimes mentally even, I knew that I just had to do it because if I would have stayed in some if not most of those situations, I wouldn't be where I am now.

I don't have the best job in the world right now and things have been really hard especially with this crazy ass situation going on, but I am so much happier in so many ways than I was 3 years ago and years before that even. I have grown a lot in many ways. I have the Army to thank for that at least partly. That place pushed me to my limits in so many ways that I had no choice, but to see that I really, really needed to change in some ways if I was ever going to get anywhere in life in the Civilian world. It was what I like to call a necessary hell.

4. your go to song on a bad day?

Not sure if this counts, but when I get scared or anxious about something, I listen to "Lullaby" by Shawn Mullins. It feels like he is singing it to me in a way. It sounds crazy I know, but I have loved this song for many years and overtime it just became a really good comforting song for me.

5. have / want tattoos

I don't have tattoos and I don't think I will ever get a tattoo. I don't like needles. I'm not as bad as my mom with them, but I still don't like the way they feel and I wouldn't know what to get anyway.

6. what are you looking forward to post ‘rona?

To go to places without having to wear a mask like the movies and the mall for instance. They drive me nuts! I wear them for work and when I go into stores. At home, I stay mask free because no one has the 'rona in the house because we all wear masks when we go out some where like work places and the like.

7. fave place you’ve travelled to / where you would like to travel to?

Lost Maples Natural State Area in Texas, hands down! It is a gorgeous place with mountains with hiking trails and beautiful unbelievably crystal clear water.

North Carolina. I need to pay respects to my grandma and if it is allowed I am thinking about spreading my dad's ashes on her grave as well. I was in the Army when she died. I was offered to go back home because of it, but I knew my grandma would have wanted me to keep going and so I did.

8. name a personal object in your room that you love

My grandma's and Daddi-o's memorial service discs even though the Bitch Cunt of the Century a.k.a. Former stepmom was in charge of the pictures on my Daddii-o's discs. You can tell because she is in most of the pics. *Sighs* Lord, I wish I would have had enough balls to tell that 'thing' to fuck all the way off! *Sighs* Hindsight is 2020 and unfortunately, all that shit went down in 2017.

This Bitch Cunt of the Century actually had the absolute gall just like she does every year to wish me a happy birthday. I of course ignored it like I do every year. In other words, Go fuck yourself & leave me alone!!! I want to forget that you ever, ever existed, please & thank you. By the way, that statement was towards my former stepmom who is I am pretty certain as a curtain has a spot in Hell waiting for her and not at any of you. I just wanted to make sure that that was clear as crystal.

9. what’s your niche interest?

Hmm... I have a good bit of them to be honest. I will just name my main fandoms at the moment. Rhink, Supernatural, and Harry Potter especially when it comes to shipping. LOL!

10. ideal date with yourself?

Hmm... An ideal date with myself, eh? This is going to sound so weird or maybe not, but either a trip to a bookstore or a thrift and or antique store. I love to check out those kinds of places.

11. share a pic from your camera roll that brings you joy

This cute little thing is Lulu off of Kittisaurus. He is my favorite cat on that YouTube channel.

12. Is there anything you would say to your younger self?

Yes there is. Things will get better than what they are now. You just have to be patient and strong. One day your life won't be completely the same. It will be better. We ourselves will be better so keep your head up kid and don't give up on the fact that one day your life will change and that you will change for the better and that you will be truly happy. Eventually, wonderful things will come your way, but you first have to go through some trials & tribulations that will make you want to just give up, roll over and cry and allow life & people to screw you over. Don't let them! You are stronger and brighter in spirit than you will ever realize. Keep striving to have a better & happier life because you are worth it. You have always been worth it and I love you. One day you will be able to look at yourself in the mirror and say that to yourself like I am telling you right now.

After that I would embrace my younger self while she cried. That is probably what more than likely would happen if I met up with my younger self somehow.

13. do you bop to music on (I corrected this. It originally said in.) your own? do you sing?

Yep especially while driving in my car to and from work and at work too.

Oh Hell Yeah! I sing way more than I used to especially not just by myself behind closed doors. I don't sing out loud at work though because people could be sleeping and also I'm still a wee bit hesitant to sing in front of people like face to face depending upon where I am at, who I am with, and such. I'm working on it, but I do show my talent to people a lot more than what I used to.

Now that I work at the school district this has changed quite a bit. LOL! 😆 I more than likely especially this summer thus far have given unintentional concerts to some people possibly.

14. is there a type of animal you associate with home? does your house get animal visitors?

Hmm... I was around cats a lot more than dogs throughout most of my lifetime especially my childhood and teenage years.

If we're being sappy though I'd say cats and dogs now. My boyfriend's brother and sister-in-law have a cat that I love a lot. He is what I like to call a sweet asshole. LOL! He can be nice and or loving, but not towards most people. He is kind of like my boyfriend in that way. They're both assholes to people who actually deserve it, but if you're a good and respectable person they'll show you the same kind of decency.

My mom has two German Shepherds that are my fuzz sisters. I love them way more than I thought I would ever love dogs. I was just a cat person for a really, really long time, but now I actually like or love dogs depending upon my relationship with them.

As far as animal visitors go now that Doug & I have an apartment that has loads of cats just casually hanging out in some spots including our patio yesterday swatting at some birds, the answer to the next question is yes. Too bad I was at work when that was occuring. It sounded so entertaining & cute!

15. is there an artist of any kind who speaks to your soul?

Oh goodness! So many of them do. A lot of musical artists, writers, and the like. To name them all would have me write out a novel or two even. LOL! However, I will say one at least. Stevie Nicks is a huge one. I love her and her music too death. She was also awesome in Fleetwood Mac as well.

Ok. So this is going to be possibly weird to do because this post is so old and I honestly cannot remember for the life of me if I ever posted it. If I did I apologize in advance for the possible repeat. LOL!

Anyway, thank you @unsealingkale ! I apologize sincerely if I never answered & posted these questions and or apologize for doing it twice depending on whether I did not post or I already have. Anywho, here are my good vibes to you & yours: 😃💖✊✌️ Rock on! 🎸 Stay safe, Be smart, & Take care! May the Force or whatever you believe in be with you always!!! 🌟🌟🌟