#this has been cooking advice and life advice with doctor grey

[greyeyedmonster-18]

(idk who needs to hear it but eating a salad with chips does not diminish the nutritional value of the salad at all, or cancel anything out. and it saves you from having to wash a fork? just USE CHIPS!)

southwest inspired salad (ya know the cheese and the corn and bell peppers and avo and a spicy dressing)? tortilla chips

Mediterranean salad (with the cheese and the olives and cucumbers and red onion and tomatoes)? pita chips

caesar salad? pita chips part two ft. garlic (or tbh any other garlic based chip???)

bbq chicken salad? who literally said you cannot eat with potato chips instead of a fork??? NO ONE. DO IT.)

[couldntbedamned]

Goodbye Grey Sky, Hello Blue - 19

Summary: In an alternate universe where trains and zeppelins are still common forms of travel and the internet and cell phones exist, nineteen year old Peter Parker has few options left after he’s swindled out of his inheritance. Unable to pay for college, let alone keep the house left to him by his deceased aunt, he’s running out of time before he’s out on the streets. Desperate, Peter signs his life over to the Bureau of Civic Spousal Selections to take his chances as the selected husband of a complete stranger. After all, he only has to make it through a year and then he can choose to annul.

Dr. Stephen Strange has little interest in marriage, preferring to focus on his career. When his career is threatened by what a nosy board of directors considers a “lack of personal fulfillment and settling down,” he opts to select a spouse through the BCSS and chooses Peter Parker. The young man’s profile he’d briefly skimmed suggests intelligence and compatibility. It’s not ideal, but if after a year it’s not working out, he can always annul the marriage and send Peter on his way.

It’s a marriage neither truly wants, with sharp learning curves for both. It’s either going to be forever or it’s going to go down in flames.

Warnings/AO3 Tags: 18+ MINORS DNI, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - 1950s/Modern Fusion, Doctor Stephen Strange, Jewish Peter Parker, Peter Parker is of Legal Age, Marriage of Convenience, Marriage Contracts, Government Sanctioned Marriages, Domestic Discipline, Dubiously Consensual Spanking, Spanking, Aftercare, Mildly Dubious Consent, Dubious Morals, Dubious Ethics, Asshole Stephen Strange, Smartass Peter Parker, Past Domestic Violence (not between Stephen/Peter)

Notes: Please remember to read the tags/warnings listed and read/avoid as best for you. YOU are responsible for the content you chose to consume on the internet.

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Chapter 19

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When Peter went downstairs to start cooking breakfast at six, he found that Tony was already awake and drinking coffee.

“Not to be rude,” Tony said. “But I was up and needed a fix. Plus, I designed pretty much everything in here, so, I kind of feel like I’ve earned it.”

Peter nodded; grateful Tony didn’t say anything about how noisy he’d been with Stephen the night before. He wouldn’t say anything if Tony didn’t, he decided. (Stephen had let him cry out loud on purpose, he just knew it!)

“I had a look at the refrigeration cabinet set up; you’ve had to get pretty creative with it, haven’t you?” Tony asked as Peter pulled out the two stratas he’d put together the day before, one from either side.

“I guess,” Peter said. “If Stephen and I had more leftovers than we do it would be harder, but I’ve managed well enough. When I was growing up, we had two standing refrigerators and that helped. My aunt had to sell one though, after my uncle died and by that point it was hard for us to keep kosher and not starve.” he looked around. “Even if Stephen wasn’t adding another cabinet this set-up would still be better than I could expect.”

“So, tell me about your ideal kitchen set-up,” Tony prompted when Peter heated both ovens. As they began to preheat, Peter pulled out his mixing bowls.

“You’re pretty much looking at it. I use one oven for meat, the other for anything dairy. One strata has mushrooms, sweet potatoes, leeks, and spinach so it will go in the bottom oven. The top oven will cook the strata with turkey sausage, peppers, and cheese.”

“Do you always make two separate things?” Tony asked.

“Sometimes but not always. I made a trief strata because I wasn’t sure what you and Sharon would like.”

“And trief is?”

“Not kosher.”

“Simple and to the point,” Tony commented. “I like it. So, if I wanted to design a kosher kitchen selection and market it, which I do, what would your advice be?”

Peter was slightly taken aback; he hadn’t thought Tony had been serious when he’d mentioned it to Stephen. It was a nice dream to think that he’d inspired a brilliant man like Tony Stark, sure, but he’d really thought it was just a nice thing said in the heat of the moment.

“Talk to Jewish people,” Peter said finally. “Like, properly devout Jewish people and get their thoughts and needs. I keep kosher but I’m not exactly great about a whole lot else.” While he mixed dough for another loaf of challah, he broke down some differences of the various denominations and how holidays like Shabbat were observed but made sure Tony understood that he was speaking generally. “And if you can get the approval of one or more of the main groups that certify products as kosher, that would do a lot for consumer trust.”

“I had no idea so much goes into it,” Tony said, now into his third cup of coffee.

“Have I scared you off?” Peter asked with a smile. He wouldn’t blame the man if he decided to not go through with it.

“Not in the slightest. I like a challenge and it’s a market that needs serving.” He checked the clock and saw it was just after seven. “I know my better half likes to sleep in when she can, but the Doc?”

“He had a big day yesterday,” Peter offered. “He’s usually downstairs to eat breakfast by seven. The only time he’s late is when…” he broke off, face heating.

“When otherwise occupied, got it,” Tony said easily. “No shame in that.”

Eventually Stephen ambled in, freshly showered. Tony poured him a cup of coffee since he’d taken up guard at the machine. Peter covered his dough with a tea towel and set it near the ovens to rise.

“Strata?” Stephen asked.

“Yep. And there’s fruit in the refrigeration cabinet.”

“You know, I really need to pick a catchier name for them,” Tony said idly. “Refrigeration cabinet is a mouth-full.”

“I call them cold cabinets sometimes,” Stephen said.

“Oh! That’s good!” Tony said. “I’ll write you a check for it. The cost of one sound fair?”

Stephen smirked. “Sure.”

When Sharon joined them, Peter had both dishes out of the ovens and the dining room table set. He went back for the fruit and salt and pepper.

“This looks wonderful,” Sharon said.

“She never complains about free food, especially food she doesn’t have to cook herself,” Tony said conversationally.

“If you’d been stuck with rations while on assignment with the CSB, you wouldn’t either,” Sharon said simply. “I haven’t had a good strata in a while, so hopefully yours is up to par.”

“It is,” Peter said. He’d known his were good when his old Rabbi’s wife had asked him to cook one for a gathering instead of his Aunt May.

“Confidence. I like it,” Sharon said.

Breakfast was much more laid back than Peter had experienced since his marriage. There wasn’t the looming departure time of Stephen for work and Tony and Sharon had no problem filling any silence with stories and questions.

“Have you decided which cabinet we’re replacing?” Tony asked.

Peter was up before Stephen could say anything and showed off the cabinet he’d emptied in preparation. “I already found new homes for everything,” he said.

“I’m glad one of you is on the ball,” Tony said to Stephen. “Cabinet should be here around ten, according to the tracking.”

“And you’re taking care of any rewiring?” Stephen asked.

“Considering I’m the only qualified electrical engineer in this room, yeah.”

“And since that is going to be a snooze fest, why don’t you and I go out, Peter?” Sharon asked. “You said you like to run, right?”

“Yeah,” he said. “There’s a park nearby that has a nice circuit.”

“Actual terrain instead of a treadmill sounds great,” Sharon enthused. “You’ll have to come with Stephen to Malibu sometime. There’s a really nice trail to run and the views are incredible. Or we can just run on the beach.”

Peter wasn’t sure if Stephen would even want the bother of traveling with him, or they’d even be married long enough to travel.

“I’ve never run on a beach before,” he said. “I’ve never actually been on a beach before.”

“Then you’ll definitely have to come visit,” Tony said.

“There’s really no point in showering if I’m just going to get sweaty while running,” Sharon said. “You?”

“I can wait,” Peter said as he cleared the table and put away the leftover fruit. “Did you bring clothes that you’ll be comfortable to run in? It can get pretty cool before we warm up.” He loaded the dishwasher with the ease of having used it nearly every day.

“I’m always prepared,” she assured him. “New Amsterdam is gorgeous this time of year and I would have gone for a run by myself if I’d had to.”

“Take water with you,” Stephen said to Peter when he came downstairs.

Peter nodded and went to fill up two of the water bottles he’d gotten a few weeks after moving in. He handed one to Sharon who was dressed as though she were about to run a marathon. She clipped it to her running belt, and said they’d call when they were on their way home.

Left alone to their own devices and awaiting the delivery of the new cabinet, Tony and Stephen each sat heavily on an armchair in the den.

“What are you doing, Stephen?” Tony asked.

Stephen let out a sigh. “I have no idea. Enjoying it while it lasts, I suppose. We haven’t even made it to six months.”

"Are you thinking of keeping him?

Stephen looked over at Tony, his closest friend since college when they’d been paired together for a now-defunct joint semester program between MIT and Columbia their junior year. Tony had roomed with Stephen for a semester at Columbia and the next semester saw Stephen rooming with Tony at MIT. They’d gotten into enough trouble that the already controversial program was terminated the next year. But they’d clashed and clicked until they settled into the friendship they now had. Stephen didn’t keep secrets from Tony and Tony kept none from him.

“I want to,” he admitted. “More than anything. But it doesn’t matter; Peter will annul at the end of twelve months. Anyone married to me would.”

“You seem pretty adamant about that,” Tony said. “He didn’t seem to have any issues last night when I’m assuming he was taming that boa constrictor of yours.”

Stephen’s lips twitched into a smirk. “He was positively scandalized at not just my plans to have sex in a house with guests but that the guests were having it as well.”

“It’s a comfortable bed,” Tony said with a careless shrug. “It would feel rude to not make use of it.”

“We’re all adults here,” Stephen said. “Some of us more than others,” he added pointedly.

“I agree, Sharon can be so childish!” Tony mocked.

Stephen simply stared at him.

“Listen, you don’t know what’s going to happen, Stephen. Believe it or not, you can’t control everything. There’s like, twelve percent you’re never going to manage. Maybe he annuls in a year, maybe you do. But there’s no sense in treating it like a sunk cost. I’m pretty sure the kid is gone on you, but my lady fair will let me know once they return from what he doesn’t realize is actually a clever ruse to hide her true intention of an interrogation.”

“Of course, she is,” Stephen muttered. “I suppose she wants to ensure I’m not hurting him.”

“More like she wants to make sure he’s not hurting you,” Tony said.

The surprise expression he wore wasn’t flattering, he knew. “You’re joking.”

“She likes Peter; we both do. But you are our friend and we kinda want to make sure you’re happy.”

Stephen wasn’t sure what to say.

“You don’t know how badly I’ve messed things up already,” he admitted.

“Well, the cabinet is delayed until eleven, so we’ve got time to kill. Lay it out.”

Stephen did.

Peter studied Sharon as they stretched against the equipment set up in the park for their cool-down.

They’d been evenly matched as they made several circuits around the park.

He’d never had a running group, since the groups in Midtown were made up of older adults and both he and Aunt May hadn’t been keen on him spending so much time around them. His own peer group was either busy with other sports or more academically inclined. Or had asthma.

He’d fallen into running to help deal with anxiety after losing his Uncle Ben. He didn’t remember losing his parents; he’d been so young. But the loss of his uncle, right in front of him in such a violent way, had upended his life so dramatically that for months afterwards he didn’t recognize himself. He didn’t like talking to the therapist Aunt May had found for him, and he’d liked talking at the support group hosted by his old synagogue even less, but he’d needed some way to get his thoughts in order so during his physical education class he’d simply started running around the track. Then he’d run home the twelve blocks after school.

He’d been too sore to function for the two days following, but while he’d run his mind had been blissfully calm and it became a release for him. His Aunt May had scrounged to save up enough money to buy him a nice pair of running shoes and his running belt and he’d run ever since.

Having a friend to run with was nice, he’d decided when they were a quarter of a way into their second circuit.

“This is a really nice park,” Sharon said as she focused on hip flexors.

“I like it,” he said. “I wasn’t sure if I would since the first time I ever ran here I was so angry.”

“Oh, it sounds like there’s a story there,” Sharon teased.

Peter shrugged. “Kind of. Looking back, it’s all kind of ridiculous but at the time Stephen and I were pretty steamed at each other. I think a lot of it was actually feeling hurt, but I put myself through a run I had no business doing with how out of shape I was.”

“And you’re good now?”

“Yeah, we reached an understanding. On that issue, at least.” Peter felt his lips turn up into a smile. “That’s actually when we started our whole staying-in-on-Friday-nights thing.”

“I like nights spent in, too” Sharon said. “People think Tony is always on the lookout for the next gala or event but dragging him out of his scientist’s lair is a challenge. We spend a lot of time just at home.”

“Were you really a spy for the Central Security Bureau?” Peter asked.

“I was an operative, yes,” Sharon said. “The whole five years they keep us.”

“And you met Stephen and Tony when you left?”

“Not exactly, but I’ll tell you over lunch. There’s a slice of pie in that diner across the street that I know is calling my name.”

“What about Stephen and Tony?” Peter asked.

Sharon brushed that off with a wave of her hand. “They have several doctorates between them. I’m sure they can figure out how to manage lunch for themselves.”

They were seated at one of the Formica tables and ordered their food before Sharon started explaining. Peter had the sense that she was taking his measure before she decided on what to say.

“I loved being a CSB operative. I’ve traveled the world and I’ve done things most people can’t even dream up. And then I was cut free and there was nothing for me. I figured I might as well give the whole marriage thing a try, and I went to the BCSS.”

“Really?” Peter asked, shocked. “Your marriage to Tony is like mine?”

She shook her head, stirred some sugar into her iced tea. “No, my marriage now is a standard one. Well, it’s as standard as anything related to Tony Stark can be, I suppose. But my last marriage was a BCSS marriage, yes.”

“You didn’t like your selecting spouse?”

She smiled, though there was little humor to it. “I was the selecting spouse, actually. Before you ask, neither one of us annulled; the Bureau did it for us.”

“What happened?” Peter asked. “I mean, you don’t have to tell me if you’re uncomfortable but I’m just wondering because statistically most BCSS marriages don’t annul.”

“We made it almost four months,” Sharon said. “It was most difficult and emotionally taxing time of my life, actually, and I was once held captive in Canada.”

The waitress brought their food to them (a double cheeseburger with bacon and a fried egg on top and seasoned fries for Sharon and a grilled cheese sandwich with a side salad for Peter) and Sharon fought with the ketchup bottle, so she’d have something to dip her fries in.

“The Bureau for Civic Spousal Selections was actually started to help people returning to civilian life, so I figured why not?” She shrugged. "I submitted my application, underwent the background check, mental health evaluation, and everything. And I met Steve Rogers.

“Steve was a captain in the army and had just left and figured he’d do the same thing. He didn’t qualify as a selecting spouse, so he signed over to the other side. We’d met, had some interviews per procedure, and I married him.”

“How does an army captain not qualify as a selecting spouse?” Peter asked, puzzled.

“I don’t actually have that answer. I’m sure the reason is something only known between the Bureau and the Army,” Sharon said delicately.

“The first couple of weeks were fine, and then July arrived and with it, fireworks. What I hadn't been aware of was that Steve had terrible shell shock. Hearing the fireworks sent him back to dark places in a bad way.”

She dipped a fry in her milkshake, sucked the creamy cold concoction off before eating the fry. “I remember just staring off in the distance in stunned amazement, the first time he hit me. I’m a trained fighter, Peter, and I won’t lie and say I’ve never fought to kill, because I have. But fighting back never even crossed my mind.”

She sighed. “He was devastated when he realized what he’d done, begged me to give him another chance because he’d never raise a hand to a woman. I did because it was just so out of character for him.”

“By the second month, I had bruises everywhere and I felt like I couldn’t make noise or even exist in my own house. But Steve would have days where he was just so kind and wonderful and then something would snap the trigger and it was like he was back on the battlefield, and I was an enemy.”

Peter wasn’t sure what to say. He’d never heard of a BCSS marriage going so wrong, especially not because of the selected spouse.

“I reached out to the psychologist who had done his evals before he was listed as a potential selected spouse. She said that I probably wasn’t trying hard enough and needed to be more understanding of the kind of needs a man like Steve had.” She smiled bitterly. “I was sleeping in the guest bedroom by that point since it was the easiest way to defend myself without hurting him and risking getting myself arrested.”

“How could any of it happen?” Peter asked, anger roiling in him. “How could she not listen to you?”

“I’ll get to that,” Sharon assured him. “Eat your sandwich before it’s too cold to bother.”

Peter took another few bites but tasted little. He felt sick for her, for what she’d endured.

“One day Steve and I were out in the back yard. It was one of our rare peaceful days. I was gardening, he was reading, and everything seemed like it would be okay. Then a car door slammed, and Steve had another episode. I was on the ground and unconscious by the time our neighbor stopped him from killing me. James knocked him out, his wife called the constables, and he drove me to the hospital.”

She paused long enough to order a double slice of cookie and cream pie, encouraging Peter get a slice as well. He chose cherry, and she continued.

“I don’t remember much of it all,” Sharon said. “I know Stephen operated on me, since the scans showed I’d taken several blows to the head.” She fiddled with her wedding ring. “When all was said and done, Steve was institutionalized. He’d confessed that he’d begged the doctor who had vouched for him to not say anything about his shell shock. She confessed to altering his results and ignoring my concerns and she was sanctioned by the state. Then the Bureau very quietly stepped in and annulled our marriage.”

“Who was the doctor?” Peter asked. He had a funny feeling.

“Dr. Peggy Carter,” Sharon said.

“So that’s why Stephen hates her,” Peter said slowly. “I couldn’t understand it, because even though he can definitely be an asshole, he’s just not built to hate people. But yeah, a doctor ignoring someone who needs help would do it.” He knew Stephen well enough to know that, at least.

“I can’t speak for Stephen and his feelings,” Sharon said. “All I can say is that he’s been very protective of me ever since my stay at the hospital under his care.”

The waitress brought their pie and the bill which Sharon snagged before Peter could even think to move. “It’s Tony’s money anyways,” she said with a wink. “He’ll be offended if it’s not used and soothing his ego afterwards is a pain.”

“Tony happened to be visiting Stephen that week, overseeing the remodel of the kitchen at the time. He happened to see me while one of the orderlies was with me outside getting some air and because Stephen won’t discuss patients, did some digging.” She smiled. “He found out that I’d have to pay a fee for early annulment because I hadn’t had to pay to select a spouse upfront or I’d have to select another spouse. He paid the fee without my knowing and I’m pretty sure he threatened the BCSS as well. Then he proposed and I think Stephen nearly had a heart attack.”

Peter grinned. “And you said yes.”

“After a bit of convincing and some date nights in my hospital room,” she said. “I wasn’t exactly scared of getting married again, just of doing it again so soon. But he made it clear he wasn’t expecting anything right off and that we’d have more time to get to know each other. He can be such a pain, but Tony really is a sweet man under it all.”

“And you’re happy,” Peter said.

“I’m very happy,” she confirmed.

“I’d never hit Stephen,” Peter said after they’d started walking home. “I don’t even know how to throw a punch, let alone swing out in a rage. The last thing I ever want to do is hurt him.”

“I believe you and I’m not accusing you,” Sharon said, looping her arm through his. “But there are plenty of ways to hurt someone that don’t involve hitting. And no one ever considers that the selected spouse could hurt the selecting. I just wanted to offer a different perspective.”

“And you’re protective of Stephen, too,” Peter reasoned. “I’m glad. He needs people who care about him.”

“He does,” Sharon agreed.

They strolled along, enjoying the cool weather and easier conversation than they’d had over lunch.

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And a fun little graphic I made for Sharon and Tony in this AU. ❤️💙

[lapis-lazuliie]

headcanons i have for tommy that no one asked for

- gay

- was born on 9th september 1957 in south yorkshire

- can speak french fluently

- raised by a single mum, michelle, and his sister christine is 5 years older than him. their dad, william, walked out on the family a few months before tommy was born

- tommy's middle name is william bc even though his dad was a coward - chris' words -, michelle still did love him and he was a loving father to chris at Least

- when tommy was growing up, he'd be exploring his identity and would often go into his sisters room to borrow her mascara + nail polish. when chris found out, she encouraged it and even helped him figure out good colours on him

- tommy's first ( and only ) love was len. they met in primary school when tommy was 11 & len was 13 and became good friends

- tommy has always been into classic novels and has a record collection of sappy music from the 60s + 70s

- he keeps his personal and professional lives seperate. while his employees did know he'd taken time out the office to attend a funeral, they didn't know the details

- his assistants name is gemma. she's a married lesbian and they're best mates

- len got tommy to smoke in his teens. but at the advice of his doctor, he stopped smoking in '97; he developed a hernia anyway

- leanne is like a daughter to him. they talk every day when tommy gets the chance

- when he's too knackered from work, he pops a frozen meal in the microwave. he doesn't like cooking; he can do it but he doesn't enjoy it

- an extremely talented baker. his family has their own business; chris has been running it since their mum's passing in the late 90s

- tommy didn't reconnect with his dad till he was in his late 30s

- not having a family of his own, tommy's fulfilment comes from his work and a grey tabby cat

- the combination of seeing len in the dressing room, his parents passing, and moving away from chris - england to france - has made him very closed off from people; he keeps an emotional distance with others but does have a few close friends

- more focused on his career + his health than anything else

- diagnosed with anxiety, depression, autism, insomnia, and uncomplicated PTSD. he takes medication for all - at gemmas encouragement - and attends therapy once a month; therapists name is dr. alexis hall

- very practical with his money

- having spent 10 years ( '77 to '87 ) with len & his family, tommy never had the time to figure out his own wants and needs in life as all of his energy and time was spent focusing on them

- was very close with his mum

- he's always worn glasses, but had to get a different prescription for work

- he used to wear oversized jumpers and bright colours in his youth; his glasses were red and he wore converse. an introverted bookworm in his teens but meeting len brought him out of his shell a bit

[imgoingtofreakoutnow]

When you finally see me {pt. 1}

Summary: Working as a maid at Highclere Castle has its perks. You know every corner of the house better than your own hands, most of people you meet and work with treat you like a dirty rug, and somehow you managed to befriend one of the most eligible bachelor that wanders in and out the castle — Elijah Mikaelson. During one of his stays, a good fairy (or better, his sister) is able to infiltrate you at one of the many balls Lady Pembroke hosts. However Elijah's eyes will not be the only ones on you that night... Will this be the start of a fairytale or the first notes of a tragedy?

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x fem!reader

Other characters: Rebekah Mikaelson, Klaus Mikaelson, OCs

Warnings: mentions of blood and wounds, implied self-harm

Words: 2.4k

A/N: Hello! First part of this fic. Not much happens but it's needed to prepare the ground for the next parts. I truly hope you enjoy it!💗

Taglist: @elijahs-wife @hellotvshowtrash @dumble-daddy @nalledimessi @xxwritemeastoryxx @mrs-maximoff-kenner @lady-salvatore @thatweirdoleigh (if anyone wants to be added or removed, let me know✨)

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

You had never been the centre of the attention.

Being an only child, people would expect you to be the spoiled one, always pampered and cared after, despite the small amount of money that your parents were able to afford each year with their poorly paid jobs.

Instead, you were invisible.

At least to your mother. Your father wasn't at home enough for you to tell, even before he died to the fever.

The first time you had realized that, you were just four.

It was easy to hurt yourself in a house where sharp objects appeared in every corner, like daises in a flower field. And your younger self had a great talent in doing that. With scraped knees from tree climbing —and bruises from falling—, your body was always a clear canva of your adventures.

And one day, while helping your mother in the kitchen, you accidentally added another stroke to your painting. A bold, deep and crimson stroke.

Red drops started rolling down your arm and poppies bloomed all over the kitchen table and floor, accompanied by the symphony of your terrified screams.

And as you were sitting there, crying your lungs out and pressing a dirty rug to your arm to try and stop that scarlet and painful flow, your mother kept cutting vegetable and stirring soup.

You were bleeding in front of her, your cries were shaking the entire house to its roots if not the entire village, and yet she didn't seem to bother in the slightest. She just kept cooking.

When you finally arrived to the doctor's —was it minutes, hours?, you didn't know—, the rug was completely soacked with blood, no remnants of its grey colour left for the eye to see.

"It's a deep cut.", the doctor said as he slowly stitched the open wound, "Why didn't you come earlier? She lost a lot of blood."

"I wasn't at home when it happened."

"I got here as soon as possible."

But instead of any of the many lies your mother could come up with, without the smallest ounce of regret on her face, she simply said: "I wasn't finished cooking."

It was extremely painful for you at first, being less important than a meal. Not ever being asked an opinion or advice. Not ever being noticed.

After all, what child wouldn't want to see the pride in their parents eyes? To be held close by their mother and told that they've done good? That they're loved and they'll have the life they deserve?

That they will always be enough?

All you wanted though, was for your presence to be adknowledged by more than a plate on a table.

As years went by, and after dozens of pointless attempts to gain your mother's attention, you slowly gave up. No matter what you did, no matter how shiny the pots where after you had cleaned them, no matter how deep your wounds were or how many scars painted your skin white. To her, you were nothing but invisible.

"What have I done for you to hate me like this?"

Across the table, your mother raised her eyes from her meal. Even if her look was anything but loving, you couldn't help but hold your breath as her gaze landed on you. How long had it been since her eyes had set on your figure?

"I don't hate you."

"But you don't love me either, do you?"

She didn't answer. She just stared, in silence, her look empty of any emotion, focused on something that wasn't even you. Then, after a moment that felt an eternity and a half, she went back to eating, carefully cutting a piece of boiled potato and bringing it to her mouth.

You waited, fork placed next to your plate as the meal got cold. Waited for another word, an explanation, an angry look. Anything that showed even the smallest inch of... something. Instead, when she was done, she just stood up and went to her bedroom, leaving behind an empty plate, a cold meal and an aching heart that never healed.

Not completely at least, but even that broken and poorly fixed heart became strong enough to make a paramount decision.

"I'm leaving."

Your mother didn't move her gaze from the fire. She was staring at the soup as it was slowly boiling and mumbling over the flames. The warm light caressed her face, mostly untouched by age and time, except for some thin lines around her eyes.

"I heard that they were looking for a kitchen maid at Highclere Castle so I applied for the job." Your hands strangled the coarse strap of your satchel, full of your few and most precious possessions. "I start there in two days."

"You better hurry then. The stagecoach surely won't wait for you."

As she said it, her eyes were still locked on the yellowish liquid while she stirred it, careful not to make it overflow. Pieces of unrecognisable vegetables floated for a moment in plain sight before falling back in the pits of the boiling meal.

"I shall send you part of my salary, as soon as I get some."

"Please, don't." She interrupted you, bringing to her lips the wooden spoon. "I've survived with my money all these years and I intend to keep doing so." She tasted the soup and winced at how hot it was on her tongue.

You tightened your grip on your satchel. "So this is it? Should we call this a goodbye?"

Her head slightly tilted towards you, but her gaze was still nowhere near your face. "If you don't intend to come back, we should."

You took a sharp breath in. "Good." You didn't expect anything else from her. Turning towards the door, you opened it, the hinges crying as hungry babies.

"I'm sorry I couldn't love you the way you wanted me to."

You stopped under the doorframe at her words, a step away from leaving that house and the pain that drenched every brick. The need to turn around filled your every muscle, pulling you back. The need to look her in the face, to search for even the smallest hint of —if not love— regret, pain, compassion, was unbearable.

However, that was the child that was still living in you, in the deepest cracks of your heart. A hopeful part of you that you should've killed long ago.

With your chin raised, you took that step.

The morning air had never felt so fresh on your skin. And your heart had never felt so light.

"Hey, guess what?"

You sighed, scraping coal off the marble around the fireplace that never got truly cleaned. "What?"

"Lady Pembroke will host a ball next week."

"Another?" You turned to Lucy, who had opened the curtains of the library and was now dusting all the small and peculiar trinkets on the corner desk and the different shelves. "Isn't it the fourth this year already? And it's not even May!"

"Oh, come on! You should be excited!" Lucy highlighted her words moving her feather duster around as she started swaying slowly around the room. "Think of the music and all those beautiful dresses..."

"And dozens more rooms to clean and beds to make..."

She rolled her eyes and shook slightly her head as she went back to her work. "You're no fun."

"Look, I understand your excitement." She gave you a sceptical glare. "I truly do. This lifestyle is... enchanting. But after two years of grand balls and infinite opulence, I'm willing to bet you won't be as excited as you are now to see pretty hyenas swaying and hunting on the dancefloor and treating us like dirt on a dress if not worse."

"They're not all like that..."

You shrugged. "True. However will you throw yourself at wolves with open arms just because one of them spared you?"

Lucy lowered her gaze to the golden paperweight in her hand, glimmering slightly in the morning light. She moved it slowly, taking in every detail, as your words carved their way in her mind.

There was no sound in the room but still you heard something breaking. A fragment of her youth crashing into a million pieces.

You sighed, cleaning your hands in your apron. "But we can always enjoy the view, can't we?"

A small smile in her direction was enough to bring all the light back in Lucy's eyes. "Most definitely. Oh!" That exclamation was accompanied by a little jump and her hand pressing on her chest, as she was trying to keep her heart to suddenly jumping out of it. "I completely forgot! I haven't told you the best news!"

You raised your eyebrows expectantly as you stood up with your bucket in your hand. "Which is...?"

"Shouldn't you two have finished here by now?"

The creaky voice of Mrs. Thompson, the housekeeper, reached you thankfully from behind. That way you didn't even have to try and hide the annoyance from your face.

"We're almost done, Mrs. Thompson," Lucy assured her, hurrying with the last shelf she had left.

"Perhaps, if you both worked in silence instead of sharing rumors, you wouldn't need so much time to clean one single room. When I was still a young kitchen maid..."

Your ears switched completely off before she could finish. How many times had you heard her complaining about your work and comparing it to her perfect one? You had lost count in those two years you'd been working there. At this point, when her usual mumbo-jumbo started, to you it felt more like the buzzing of a bee: annoying but dangerous to chase away.

"Are you listening to me, miss Y/L/N?"

Clenching your jaw, you finally turned towards her. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Thompson. I must've missed the last few sentences."

You kept your eyes locked to the ground, fully aware that meeting hers right now was a death sentence. If there was something the housekeeper liked more than a work perfectly done, it was submission to her authority.

Mrs. Thompson huffed heavily, mumbling something as she fidgeted with her keychain. You didn't hear her clearly, but surely it was something along the lines of: "Daydreaming as always" or "Lost in her fantasies once again". Her whispers followed you wherever you went since the first day you stepped through the gates of Highclere Castle.

You weren't sure if her natural aversion towards you was the only reason why, after two years of service, you were still a kitchen maid while others who had started after you were already lady's maids, but it definitely had a part in that.

"I don't like to repeat myself, miss Y/L/N." The clicking of keys echoed in the thick silence. "As I've said, miss Mikaelson should arrive in the evening and we have received a letter early this morning in which she requests you as her personal lady's maid."

With your head still bowed, you dared to let a small grin appear on your lips.

Since that first time when, due to a lack of personal, Mrs. Thompson had assigned you as miss Mikaelson's lady's maid, now everytime she was invited at Highclere Castle, she always asked for you. And her desire to have you around was definitely not related to your skills.

"If I wanted to have my hair fixed," she had told you one time, "I'd rather ask a monkey before I'd ask you." You had both laughed at that joke because it was true. With little to no training, you were pretty much useless as lady's maid.

Luckily, she enjoyed your company and wits —and gossip from the downstairs staff— more than being bothered by having to get her hairstyle done by herself.

"Of course that shouldn't and will not exempt you from your other daily tasks," Mrs. Thompson added after a pause and you noticed how her lip quirked upwards as she spoke, "It shouldn't be a problem for you, I believe."

You held your gaze in hers for just a second before bowing your head again. "Of course, Mrs. Thompson."

With a nod and one last look at Lucy, she turned around to leave the room, her straightened back laughing at you with satisfaction.

"May I ask though," you asked her when she was already halfway through the door, "if miss Mikaelson's brothers will join her this time around?"

When her eyes were again on you, two thin and deadly needles pierced you, quick as lightning. "And why would you be so eager to know, miss Y/L/N?"

"I just thought that I could prepare their bedrooms, since this was my last room for this morning. With the ball just a week away, I would never want to lose any precious time if I could help in any way."

Mrs. Thompson raised her almost non-existent eyebrows pondering her options and, after a minute or so, she clicked her tongue. "Very well then. But you will have to prepare three bedrooms on your own, miss Mikaelson's included."

"Of course, Mrs. Thompson."

"But I could help he-"

Lucy's attempt to come at your rescue was quickly ended by a glare from the housekeeper. "If you have nothing to do, we can find many other ways to fill your freetime, miss Finch."

With a swift movement, Mrs. Thompson handed you three keys. "First room on the right on the second floor is for miss Mikaelson. Second and third for her brothers. Before lunch I'll come and check your work."

You nodded, grabbing the keys but, when you noticed she wasn't letting them go, you raised your eyes. "If I find even the smallest speck of dust or if even a corner of the sheets is not tucked correctly, I'll have you clean every window and mirror of the house until they shine like diamonds," she hissed, eventually letting go of the keys. "Was I clear enough, miss Y/L/N?"

You took a deep breath, repressing the desire to scream as loudly as your lungs permitted. Instead, you nodded. "Transparent, Mrs. Thompson."

When she finally left the room, Lucy took you by the arm, gently placing her head on your shoulder and pulling you closer to her. "If you hadn't guessed yet, that was the best news."

[mischiefapprentice]

Absence Not Gone Unnoticed (Daniel Henney x Reader)

Author’s Note: This one-shot is also in my Tadashi Hamada Imagines in Wattpad. I also noticed that there are a few stories for Daniel Henney, so... It’s time for me to show what I got. 

"Guys, where's Charlie?"

Charlie Mercado's absence was noticed by everyone in the set of Criminal Minds. Being the youngest member in the Behavioral Assessment Unit of the FBI, of course, all of them worry for her. It was rare that she'll be absent nor be late. In fact, she was the one coming earliest next to Daniel Henney. Every morning, whenever no one is around just yet, she would always blast some music in her Bluetooth speaker and dance along to random songs. Well, she thought no one would notice it, but she got busted by Daniel. Being this shy girl she is, she immediately stopped her music and pretended to just walk around.

"You don't need to hide that, you know?" he asks as the black haired Filipina turned around to face him, her tanned face blushing as she played with the strings of her gray jacket. "You weren't supposed to see that, Daniel." she replies as she picked up her speaker, only for him to stop her hand. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes that made her brows frown. "What are you planning?"

She watched the half Korean pick her phone up and place it on her hands. "Play any music you got there. We are going to dance." This made her eyes widen, but the way he looked at her tells her he is being serious with it. Sighing in defeat, she played her own mash up of songs from TikTok.

They have been dancing for so long that they didn't notice their other fellow cast mates watching them from their own trailers and corners. Kirsten Vangsness even recorded one video of them dancing as they laughed their heads out, making the rest of the cast coo at them and murmuring that they should be together. All of them are aware that Daniel has been crushing on Charlie since the script reading day for season 13. There was an agreement between them that if she feels like dancing anytime, she could. That was the start of random dance showdowns whenever there was nothing to do.

"She's not responding to my calls." Matthew tells the group as he puts his phone in his pocket. All of them tried calling and texting her, but all ended up in voicemail. Daniel took the next call, but it also ended up in voicemail. Just then, they saw one of their directors who has a worried face. "Director, what's the matter?" Daniel asks. "Charlie won't be coming to set this week. We have to cancel's today's shoot with her due to some reasons she doesn't want to tell me, but it seems so important. And Kirsten, I believe she wants to talk to you in private."

Text Messages:      

CM: Kirsten. I won't be coming to set, but  can we meet later? I need advice 😭

KV: Why? What happened? I'll go to your house.

CM: Um, Kirs? I'm actually at the family doctors. Please don't tell anyone especially Daniel?

KV: Why the hell are you there? I'm coming over. STAY PUT.

KV: Don't dare move at least an inch.

CM: Yes, mama bear.

"Guys, I'm going home now. I'll see you tomorrow!" Kirsten says as she nervously gripped her phone and got in her car to go to the family clinic Charlie is in. A.J. Cook joined her as she also feared for her life. Little did they know, Daniel noticed their anxious state as they drove away. Matthew walks behind him as he placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Daniel sighs in worry as he looked at his light brown eyes.

"Mate, whatever is going on with Charlie, I know she's okay." "I know, mate. I just can't bear to know that she's slipping off my hands. God, I barely told her my true feelings towards her." "Daniel. Do you even remember that you are neighbors?" 

      "Just give me a call when you need something, okay?"

Kirsten and AJ stayed with Charlie for the rest of the day. Her doctor asked for some tests like CBC (Complete Blood Count), Blood Sugar Test and an ultrasound of her breast. There is a pre-diagnosis that she has a breast boil that shows a large mass that has a large volume of abscess. She has been prescribed a lot of pills and ointments to take, and she cannot wear tight clothing like the ones she would wear on shoots. The director for the episode she is in is informed, and the production team decided to cancel for this week, since most of the scenes need her. Many 'get well soon' greetings from the production were said, but all the male actors aren't informed about it.

Just then, they heard the door bell ring. Kirsten opened the door to reveal Daniel clad in his white shirt and grey sweatpants as he wore his black Nike slides. He clearly just got home from set. "Hey, Kirsty. How did you know Charlie's home?"

She nervously laughed as she told him that her sister just lived a couple of lots away from Charlie. Daniel bought it somehow, but he told her about his worry for Charlie, and asked if he can see her. Unfortunately, Charlie told her not to accept visitors yet, since her fever hasn't died out yet, but she is already taking in the medicines needed. Just then, AJ popped out, waving at the two of them as she grabbed her things. "Hey, Henney. Are you here to see our youngest?" "Um, yeah, but it seems she still needed some time to rest." "Yes she does. Dan, we need to tell you something."

"So, are you telling me that she can have breast cancer if this gooey slimy thing doesn't pop out of that mound?"

Kirsten and AJ told everything from the shoot with the mud to that check up Charlie attended to. It saddened him, since he made her promise to tell everything that is going on with her. They really had no choice but to tell him about it. He could have gone with her to the doctors too. "Hey, we understand Charlie's reasons not to tell you. It really indeed is alarming, but you also deserve to know, lover boy." Kirsten tells him as he buried his face in his hands. "Don't let her slip away this time."

As the two women left, Daniel paced by the living room of Charlie's small bungalow, wondering how he could tell her his true feelings for her. Just then, he heard her faint calls for someone, and he went to her room, which is just as simple as his. Tissues, bandages, capsules and towels filled her nightstand. She held a hot compress close to her right breast. Her eyes widen as she saw his form standing by the room. "D-Daniel? How did you know I lived here?" "We are neighbors, Charlie. I can actually see AJ and Kirsten in your house. So, you got that?" He asks as he pointed at her, making her sigh as she shook her head yes. "Why didn't you tell me? I could have helped in some way," he tells her as he sat by the edge of the bed. "I didn't want to bother you with it. You might puke when you find out," she replies as she winces with the pain of the breast boil. "You? Being a bother? Impossible. And it might outrage me, but I will try my best to help you." Daniel chuckles as he rubbed his neck in bashfulness. "I nearly thought that I can lose you anytime."

They were enjoying each others company as they recounted stories from their childhood and misadventures and things that happened on the set. Daniel finds himself falling for the young lady as he gets lost in her beauty even though she looked sickly.

       "Is it still oozing?"

Charlie's boil popped the day after, and the girls had to get him out of the room every hour to remove the oozing pus. It was a lot of work, but it it worth it since it means that she will be okay. The doctor warned that if it won't pop anytime of the week, she will have to be confined in the hospital to perform some surgical draining, considering how dangerous the amount of abscess was found, and it can solidify into a tumor that can cause cancer.

He was finally let in, and smiled as he took in her recovering self. Her paleness has gone off, and her happy side is on again. "Daniel, you might wanna say something to Charlie," Kirsten teased as she threw the used bandages in the bin nearby. Charlie raised a brow, confusion filling the air. AJ and Kirsten leave them both inside.

"So, there's something I do not know?" she asks as she made herself comfortable. He sighs as he rubbed his neck off, not knowing how to tell her his true feelings towards her. "Um, Charlie... I have been... Ugh, forget it. It seems that I am a little bit old for you." Daniel tells as he looked down on the floor, back facing her. Charlie laughs as she messed his hair up. "Dummy, stop beating around the bush." she tells him. "I'm all ears."

Daniel just shrugs his shoulders and scooted closer to her as he enveloped her in a warm hug. "I missed this warmth. I missed your laughter, your joys, your dances to the music we play early in the morning, and most of all, I missed your whole being. I have been into you for so long, Charlie Mercado. I have been falling for you since that script reading session."

She was filled with laughter as she heard his confession. His brows furrow as he looked at her laughing form, her shoulders shaking as she tried to contain herself. "Daniel Phillip Henney, I have been into you as well for god knows how long."

       Since that confession in her room, Daniel never left her side. He didn't go home for some nights just to see that she's being attended to. Soon after, she got all well and she can now continue shooting some scenes with everyone, but she needs to be a lot more careful, since her wound hasn't fully healed yet. For her safety, the director requested a stunt double for her behalf even though she can do them all way before she got it. The other actors always made sure she is safe and comfy during shootings.

"It seems that you are standing up to your family position as a baby," Daniel laughs as she scrunched her nose. "Says the one who told everyone to treat me like one, since I am too 'fragile' like a baby." Charlie rolls her eyes as she laid on the bed inside her trailer. Little did they know, Matthew was recording the whole scene, the others right behind him as they squeal while they watch the new couple cuddle.

       "So, it's goodbye for us for now."

Daniel and Charlie stood by the entrance of the airports. He offered to bring her to the airport the week after the press cons for Criminal Minds, and the inevitable day she has to go back to her country for a short vacation came. He feels sad, since it has been a few weeks since they started to be in a relationship and they both wanted to be stuck together. "I believe it is not. We've got social media with us, right?" Charlie laughs as she placed her palm on his cheek, which he held to tightly. "But the time differences. I want to talk to you longer." Daniel pouts, making her laugh. "Stop whining you big baby. Roscoe's with you." Charlie laughs as she watches Daniel feign his annoyance.

Daniel was about to leave Charlie to herself when they both heard the announcement of cancelled flights to east. He listened carefully as he waited to hear her flight number to be mentioned, and his eyes lit up as he saw her laughing as she pulled her luggage. "It seems that your prayers have been granted." "It truly is granted." He chuckles as he pulled her close to him and pecked her forehead.

       "How on earth did you get in here, Romeo?"

Charlie's eyes widen as she saw her Romeo, or rather Daniel in her backyard, bringing his fluffy golden retriever with him. Clad in just his usual house clothes and sliders, he grinned as he hugged his girlfriend, but it was wiped off when she started spraying alcohol all over him. "What? I'm just killing off the corona virus you could be bringing!" she yelps as he grins mischievously, starting the small chase around her small home.

She got cornered in her sofa as Roscoe managed to make her trip off her run, making her fall back first on the sofa. She closed her eyes, fearing the inevitable war of tickling where she loses as always. She gasps as she just felt two arms wrap around her as she is being pulled down along, pecking her head in the process. "Why are you always too sweet for my own good?" she asks as she listened to the rhythm of his heart beating.

He laughs as he pats her head, hugging and pulling her close to him as he placed her head close to his chest, making her hear his heartbeat even more. "You deserve only the best things in life, my dearest Juliet."

They wouldn't ended up like this if it weren't for that absence not gone unnoticed.

[jaigny]

So like with all this isolation and panic bout this dang virus ruining lives... l wrote and made my own legacy/challenge!

MY 10 GEN LEGACY CHALLENGE Made this up when l couldn't sleep and l was I couldn't pick what type of one l wanted to do so I created my own. This one isn't supposed to be rushed through, but more of a go with your own pace/gameplay to make this game more interesting.

Gen 1 - White This is the start. The start of something new. All different roads of paths laid out before you, yet your paranoid and worried about the future 'what ifs'. This Gen will be about self discovery of what they want to do and want so following 2 out of 3 whims is required. and atleast 2 degrees in University from either universities. Traits required :- Paranoid, Non-commitial and Self-Absorbed Aspiration:- Diccover University Academic Aspiration Career:- Professor

Gen 2 - Grey You've settled down from gen 1, you have a kid/heir and now the spotlights on them. As they grow your child will be an only child (although for story purposes you can have separated parents who  take say siblings away or if you want to add drama miscarriages may be included) This child of yours craves for stardom. The spotlight will be there's but they have to work either hard for it or schmooze themselves up to the big leagues. And will automatically generate the last trait of their parents. Max out Acting skill and get a Gold degree in Drama Traits:- Self-Absorbed,Outgoing and Ambitious Aspiration:- Master Actress/Actor Career:- Acting

Gen 3 -Black Although you've lived a life of luxury from your parent/s being so rick from their work, they never really had the time to spend any quality time with your and/or your siblings. So luckily your siblings and you are close and you got each other when calamity happens and  your parent/s gotta work or even bankrupt and may occasionally break the law to support your family. Each sibling will have one trait the same and must be at least 75 % green (Good friends or Best friends) and max the parenting skill. Traits:- Loner,Kleptomaniac and Family Oriented Aspiration:- Public Enemy Career:- Criminal Career

Gen 4- Pink Life's been tough but you've always been a go with the flow sort of person. Despite your close family ties from Gen 3 into Gen 4 you seem to in ways distance yourself into the arts. Musically or by painting or even drawing it just gives that warm tickle of feeling good about expressing yourself. You even meet the love of your life at an art museum and you both bond over talking about different art pieces, even a fun little nude model painting to be that moe extra thrilling! Must reach max skills in painting,writing,any music instrument and singing. Traits:- Creative, Art Lover and Music Lover Aspiration:- Bestselling Author or Painter Extraordinaire Career:- Writer or Painter Freelancer or by making money from novels,paintings and music pieces etc.

Gen 5- Red After having a decent life of listening to the sounds of music flowing through your ears and the scratching sounds of pen on paper and the smell of paint have decided as soon as you step outside o take a deep breath and begin to dabble in the wonderful smell of dusty novels about supernatural lore. Absolutely fascinated by it you make it your life's aspiration to find them no matter how long the road may be but you figure out the first spot to check out that's known to be kooky - Forgotten Hollows and a river in Glimmerbrook. Must marry or birth a heir with a vampire, spellcaster. Max out the vampire lore or spellcaster lore skills as well as mixology. If you become a spellcaster you must make a small tiny retail potion elixer shop. For vampires you must turn at least 5 sims and create a vampire court in your household and give your next gen eventually the drink that makes them back into a human when they become a YA to give them a choice of whether they still want to be a vamp or human.Max Research and Debate, Writing and Logic skills. Attend university in Language and Literature. Traits:- Bookworm, Geek and Self- Assured Aspiration:- Vampire or Spellcaster routes. Career:- Sell potions or become a Moonlight Bartender

Gen 6 - Purple Whether your human , spellcaster or even a vampire, you seem to other sims have that ability to allure others in either friendly or romantically with almost no difficulty. So you use this as an advantage on finding the one or to break as many hearts as possible. You will need to max our the charisma skill and must have a partner that has the unflirty trait. And as an income have decided to either create romance advice or non fictions and to have 10 ex's and 10 good to best friends. Traits:- Romantic, Cheerful and Perfectionist Aspiration:- Romantic/Soulmate or Friend of the world Career:- Sell flirty cookies and red velvet cupcakes as  baker/retail business and must be excellent/outstanding quality.

Gen 7- Orange Your parent is a great baker but a terrible cook which makes you want to be a great chef. Be a master or flavor. Even open a restaurant. To share great food or become a critic. The choices are yours. Attend Culinary Arts. Must maxout  both mixology and cooking skills as well as discover all of the secret recipes and different foods (ramen, curry etc from different packs) Traits:- Foodie, Good and Neat. Aspiration:- Master Chef

Gen 8 - Blue With all that delicious food in your home you can't help but put on a few kilos. So to fix that you learn about wellness as well as go to gym at first only to become of sorts a gym junkie and love sports! You also inherit the Neat trait from your parent. And in ways makes you want to probably later in life become a surgeon as the human body fascinates you so! Max out Fitness and Wellness skills. Go to University to learn about Biology. Traits:- Active, Bro and Neat Aspiration:- Body Builder Career:- Doctor, Athletics or Police

Gen 9-Yellow Now that you got physical in the last gen, its time to do the time warp again! You've grown up with healthy meals that have fueled you into the world of science and robotics! Your favorite thing to do is play chess or read a logic book. Since you have a high love of circuits, during your university years you decide to make a robotic 'sim' that will pleasure your every need -- you just need to remember not to fall in love and avoid water! Soon though you grow tired of your nuts and bolts  robot looking for human socialization and contact where you after majoring in robotics major for a second degree in Physics and then a 3rd degree of Psychology. Must max out all the requited skills for all 3 degrees. (Logic, Robotics, Rocket Science etc) Traits:- Genius, Insane/Erratic and Squeamish Aspiration:- Strangerville Mystery Career:- Scientist, Military or Space Explorer

Gen 10 - Green Its been a wild ride of a generation in your family, so its time to go with the flow of life or waves. You can either live by the beach in Sulani or Briddleton Bay or live in wooded areas such as Glimmerbrook, Windernberg or Granite Falls (You just have to purchase a blank lot  and then go on vacation and either live in a rental or live in the Deep Woods). Who knows what other surprises you'll find collecting seashells or plants/herbs and whose to say its a definite end of the road for future generations but for you its time. Max out 6 skills (Gardening/Florist, Both Cooking Skills, Fishing, Handiness and Painting) Collect all shells and plants/herbs and make remedies. Make furniture from from the work bench. Make simoleons by painting scenery. Get to know a mermaid, dolphin or ranger/bear/hermit. Traits:- Hotheaded, Loves The Outdoors and Clumsy Aspiration:- Botanist, Outdoor Enthusiast or Beach Life. Career:- Freelancer (Painter), Selling collectibles/remedies, Conservationist Careers (Marine or Environmental Branches.), Gardening/Florist or even Odd Jobs.

[married-with-my-fandom]

This is my first Todomomo One Shot  (so please forgive spelling errors), I was with this plot idea in my head and had to write it down and ended up being longer than expected, but anyway I finally posted! Feel free to leave a comment with writing advices or more ideas (because I might continue this in the future)! Love you all and see you next time <3

Willing to Sacrifice Everything

“You should take a shower at my place since it's closer,  Ochaco is there, she can take some of my clothes to borrow you.” Midoriya says while sitting next to his friend giving him a cup of coffee. “Momo will be worried if she wakes up and you're a mess like this.” A brief moment of silence goes by before Todoroki speaks “I can't leave here alone, I need to be here when she wakes up…” he can't hold back his feelings, fear, anger, helplessness, he needs her. He needs to see her smile every morning when they wake up together, he needs to hear her laugh when he tells a stupid joke that only she would get it, he needs to look at her in the eye and say how much he loved her, how much he needs her. They started living together three years ago after they got engaged, then they got married one year later and ever since their first night together he can't even imagine a life without her, without the woman he loves since high school, he needs his wife.

His thoughts are interrupted by the doctor walking in the waiting room “Mister Todoroki?” Shoto immediately stands up. “Miss Todoroki is…” “Yaoyorozu! Please, she has my last name but she likes to be called by her last name” the hero says interrupting the doctor. “I'm sorry, Miss Yaoyorozu is stable now, she lost a lot of lipids in a small window of time due to her quirk, but she just needs to rest for now.” The hero is now holding back his tears, she's okay, she's gonna be okay, and his happiness is interrupted by a news that will change him forever “But there's one downside that I need to discuss with you….”

-Hours earlier-

“Dinner is ready, you wanna eat now?” Todoroki says peeking his head out of the kitchen door so his voice can be heard. “Maybe I should wait a little and finish reading this before eating.” Momo responds without taking her eyes of the book she was reading for a few hours. “You're taking a little break because you need to think of yourself too, not just the hero you” Todoroki says while placing  two bowls of soba on the table for them. She doesn't remember exactly when they started to split the days where each one will cook for the other, it doesn't have a pattern either she just assumed that they are taking care of each other and that's pretty much it. Shoto can look like a cold hearted person, a “cold hero” as some people say out there but actually he's just a person that went through tough times and it just means that he can't fake his feelings, if he likes you he really likes you, and as she can feel everyday, his love is pure and genuine.

“Is there something wrong Momo?” He asks her snapping her back to reality. “N-No I'm just thinking.” She responds taking her books away so she can eat. “You've been spacing out more and more ever since last month without mentioning the extra shifts you're taking… I'm just worried.” He says reaching for her her hand, the touch is soft and warm calming her heartbeat, she feels safe. The dinner went normally, they talked, they kissed and ended up on the couch where they fell asleep together.

Momo woke up first with her phone ringing, it was a call from Midoriya's assistant saying there was an emergency downtown and they needed everyone asap “We'll be right there!” After saying that Todoroki wakes up and she explains the situation and they're out in no time.

The place was a complete warzone, they could hear Bakugou's explosions and could see Dark Shadow helping civilians escape from a building neat by. Todoroki looks at his wife “We're gonna go home together?” he asks “Like we always do!” She responds, they always do this right before going to the action, it's their own way to tell each other to be careful. And  without hesitation the hero rushes off to where Bakugou is to help and Momo goes to the building to help the civilians.

Hours pass and they're still far from over, the giant villain looks like a humanoid dog and it's not alone he has several “servants” that seems to focus only on harming the civilians. Todoroki is with Bakugou, Iida, Midoriya, Mina and other pro-heroes taking care of the big guy, while Momo, Tokoyami, Tsuyu and Kirishima are protecting the civilians and fighting the servants. After helping and creating a lot of weapons to help other heroes she starts to feel her quirk taking a turn on her ‘you can't give in now, they need you!’ she thinks to herself. “Everyone, I'm gonna go around this block to make sure no one was left behind!” She announced to her co-workers and runs back, the street is empty but not quiet since the battle is happening nearby, as she walks down the street she can hear someone screaming and runs in the direction of the sound, as the heroine gets closer she discoverers that the civilian is a reporter and he's not alone, there's at least 8 reporters hiding inside a restaurant. “I'm so glad you came back Creati! We just wanted to get closer to the action so we'll have exclusive images but now we're hiding from the villain's servants” a young reporter says. “Next time please respect the police isolation guys. Let's go!” Momo says escorting the small group to a safe place but they are brutally interrupted by a flaming object that fell from the sky blocking their way out of the restaurant that's now on fire. The hero Creati knows she's weak from overusing her quirk but she can't let civilians die like that so she starts to create a big fireproof blanket to keep everyone safe from the flames while she instructs everyone to put tissues on their mouths to prevent smoke intoxication. She feels every drop of energy being drained for her creation, as she looks at the people around her they all seem worried they know she can't take it anymore they know what's gonna happen if she finishes that protection, but no one can change her mind. “You guys be safe and live a good life ok?” She says before everything is blacked out…

-Now-

After a very long conversation, Midoriya finally convinces Todoroki to take a shower at his place, Uraraka gives him clean clothes to change, and the whole time he couldn't think of anything else but the doctors words “How I'm going to tell her?” He whispered to himself while going back to the hospital.

Minutes seems like hours, days but he's not gonna leave her side, looking at the clock 12:30 PM, seven hours since the villain attack and she's been around three hours unconscious, according to the doctor and the nurse assigned to take close care of her she should wake up at any time now so he decided to rest his head on the side of the bed while holding her hand.

Todoroki feels a warm familiar touch caressing his hair and he just can't hold back the tears of joy, lifting his head to meet the most beautiful grey eyes staring at him. Without holding back she hugs her husband feeling her body being filled with joy as she feels the warm of his body against hers. “I thought I'd lost you Momo” She comfort him kissing his cheek “I'm right here now Shoto” another kiss, now on the lips and they can both feel the urge, and the feeling of relief, they are safe now, they have each other close again and they're not going anywhere.

“What happened?” Yaoyorozu asks, and her husband take a deep breath before responding looking directly at her eyes. “You overused your quirk trying to save those reporters and passed out, one of them brought you under the fireproof blanket. While Bakugou and I were finishing with the villain and Midoriya noticed a burning building and went to check for civilians, he was able to break into the building and taking everyone away from the flames including you. He called to me and I took you in my arms to the hospital….” The hero can't help the tears again “I thought I'd lost you Momo, I thought I lost my wife… but the doctors said you passed out because of the exhaustion but if I was few more minutes late...” His mismatching eyes met hers as she lifted his chin up “But you weren't, I'm here now and…” “Momo,there's something else too… about you're quirk” a weird silence takes the room by surprise while Shoto is gathering his words. He doesn't know how to say this without crying like a little girl but he has to say it anyway. “You can't use your quirk, at least not for a period of time…” The woman is now shaking with the news she just received, was she hurt that bad?? Did she really needed to do all that? “If you use your quirk, we'll lose the baby” Her eyes light up as tears fill her eyes. “But they said I couldn't get pregnant as a side effect of my quirk” Todoroki takes her hand a place both his and her hand on her stomach. “It's true, the doctors discovered while examining you, approximately 4 weeks. That's why you were so exhausted after using your quirk too much, your body was trying to protect the baby. You're amazing, I love you so much” Momo still couldn't believe in the words she was listening from her husband.

“Were gonna be parents!” She finally said after a moment, giving Todoroki a bright smile to show the happiness they both felt.

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GET TO KNOW ME

TAGGED BY @magnasimblr (thank you! I think haha)

Traits: Cat Lover, Creative, Non-Committal 

1. What is your full name? Sara 2. What is your nickname? Don’t really have a nickname, well people tend to use my last name for that but not going to spill that here 3. Birthday? June 21 4. What is your favorite book series? Game of Thrones 5. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? Aliens yes, ghosts nah. 6. Who is your favorite author? Jack Kerouac 7. What is your favorite radio station? Radio? Radio? What? Gimme Spotify 8. What is your favorite flavor of anything? Salty things 9. What word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful? Cool 10. What is your current favorite song? Sometimes I have no music periods for a short while, currently going through one of them 11. What is your favorite word? Bishdafaken, courtesy of @lordkiribatisims and yaaassss 12. What was the last song you listened to? 6Lack - Switch 13. What TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch? Bojack Horseman, Fargo, How to make a murderer, Love, Idunno I watch a lot of different things 14. What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down? Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind 15. Do you play video games? yaaaassss 16. What is your biggest fear? my place being burned down with my cats in it 17. What is your best quality, in your opinion? I’m an empath 18. What is your worst quality, in your opinion? I can be lazy 19. Do you like cats or dogs better? obvi cats, but I like doggos too 20. What is your favorite season? Summer 21. Are you in a relationship? to quote @magnasimblr​ *runs away* 22. What is something you miss from your childhood? having no responsibilities  23. Who is your best friend? Matthias 24. What is your eye color? Blue/grey 25. What is your hair color? Pink 26. Who is someone you love? my cats Lowie, Lucky and Arya, my mom and stepdad and my best friends 27. Who is someone you trust? my mom, my best friends 28. Who is someone you think about often? my cats​​​, yeah I’m that crazy cat lady 29. Are you currently excited about/for something? not easily excitable anymore, I guess seeing the end of my depression 30. What is your biggest obsession? my cats I guess, seeing as they keep returning in my answers 31. What was your favorite TV show as a child? Buffy 32. Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone? my bff Matthias 33. Are you superstitious? Nope 34. Do you have any unusual phobias? being in large crowds. 35. Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? def behind 36. What is your favorite hobby? my cats (duh), traveling, the sims 37. What was the last book you read? don’t remember, it’s been a while 38. What was the last movie you watched? I think that was Doctor Strange, it’s been a long time, been more into series 39. What musical instruments do you play, if any? unfortunately none 40. What is your favorite animal? do I still have to say? CATS 41. What are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow? so many, but I guess, @budgie2budgie @whiisker @a-kind-red @mellocakes @simmerberlin​ Don’t be offended if I didn’t name you you’re prolly in my top 10 42. What superpower do you wish you had? flying 43. When and where do you feel most at peace? at home, in my trusted couch  44. What makes you smile? my friends, my cats, reddit discord bs, the sims, animal gifs 45. What sports do you play, if any? none at the moment. 46. What is your favorite drink? Orange juice 47. When was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody? this summer 48. Are you afraid of heights? no I managed to overcome that 49. What is your biggest pet peeve? people smacking while eating 50. Have you ever been to a concert? oh boy have I 51. Are you vegan/vegetarian? vegetarian 52. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? I never figured it out 53. What fictional world would you like to live in? San Myshuno with Calum and Pandora 54. What is something you worry about? The future and climate change 55. Are you scared of the dark? Nope 56. Do you like to sing? yes but you don’t want me too 57. Have you ever skipped school? once 58. What is your favorite place on the planet? hmmmm hard one, San Francisco I think 59. Where would you like to live? where I live iz good 60. Do you have any pets? I think that’s pretty clear by now 61. Are you more of an early bird or a night owl? night owl fo sho 62. Do you like sunrises or sunsets better? sunsets 63. Do you know how to drive? even tho I have my license, I haven’t driven in 12 years so I don’t think I can anymore, also I hate it 64. Do you prefer earbuds or headphones? earbuds 65. Have you ever had braces? Yes 66. What is your favorite genre of music? I’ve gone through so many styles and I still like em all but atm feeling hiphop. 67. Who is your hero? Hunter S Thompson 68. Do you read comic books? not anymore 69. What makes you the most angry? inhumanity 70. Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? real books for the win 71. What is your favorite subject in school? psychology 72. Do you have any siblings? I have an adopted sister. 73. What was the last thing you bought? food 74. How tall are you? 177 cm 75. Can you cook? Yesss 76. What are three things that you love? lol you gonna make me repeat it, my cats! And since I have 3 that will do for this answer 77. What are three things that you hate? ignorance, sexism, racism 78. Do you have more female friends or more male friends? more male friends, one of the homies 79. What is your sexual orientation? straight, altho probs bordering to asexual  80. Where do you currently live? Belgium  81. Who was the last person you texted? my friend Chloé 82. When was the last time you cried? last Thursday 83. Who is your favorite YouTuber? Safiya Nygaard atm 84. Do you like to take selfies? no thanks 85. What is your favorite app? Spotify and Tumblr 86. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like? love my mom and stepdad, my bio dad is a big nope 87. What is your favorite foreign accent? a Frenchman speaking English 88. What is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit? Australia  89. What is your favorite number? 4 90. Can you juggle? no 91. Are you religious? o no 92. Do you find outer space or the deep ocean to be more interesting? outer space! 93. Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? definitely but not atm due to my depression  94. Are you allergic to anything? only to a certain lip balm that sets my lips on fire 95. Can you curl your tongue? yes 96. Can you wiggle your ears? no 97. How often do you admit that you were wrong about something? if I’m wrong, I’m wrong 98. Do you prefer the forest or the beach?  beach 99. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? believe in yourself 100. Are you a good liar? yes but only white lies 101. What is your Hogwarts House?  I’m going to offend someone but I never got into Harry Potter sorry 102. Do you talk to yourself? best convo ever. 103. Are you an introvert or an extrovert? normally an extrovert, ENFJ 104. Do you keep a journal/diary? nah 105. Do you believe in second chances? yes, but strike three and you’re out 106. If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? I have before and left it at the front desk of the place I was at 107. Do you believe that people are capable of change? yes and no 108. Are you ticklish? no emotions 109. Have you ever been on a plane? yes, I lost count 110. Do you have any piercings? no, the ones in my ears grew close a long time ago 111. What fictional character do you wish was real? Bojack Horseman 112. Do you have any tattoos? yes, 4 113. What is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far? just go with the flow and do 114. Do you believe in karma? hmmm undecided 115. Do you wear glasses or contacts? glasses, but only when I need to see far 116. Do you want children? o no no no 117. Who is the smartest person you know? Idunno, I think most of my friends are pretty smart 118. What is your most embarrassing memory? let’s not go there 119. Have you ever pulled an all-nighter? too many times 120. What color are most of you clothes? black 121. Do you like adventures? yes altho I have calmed down quite a bit 122. Have you ever been on TV? yeah 123. How old are you? 35 looking like 27 and never growing up 124. What is your favorite quote?  "the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”  - Jack Kerouac  125. Do you prefer sweet or savory foods? savory

I tag @artemisa02 @mangostefan @lovearound5am @simsontherope @toffeetip @lordkiribatisims (if you’ve already done this I’m sorry I’ve seen so many pass by I don’t remember) Also don’t feel like you have to cus it’s a lot.

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Angel vs pain pt 2

Notes: I might have cried couple of times while writing this

warnings: death, suicide, tell how many i missed, major character death

words: 2649

summary: Roman is an guardian Angel to signed to man named Virgil who had lived over 8 years in Romero’s mental institution, because he had tried to take his life more times then anyone else. Roman has to make sure Virgil doesnt kill himself and his task becomes lot harder when Roman realizes after a day he has developed feelings for Virgil.

pairings: prinxiety

“Roman, if you want breakfast you should wake up, like, right now” Roman opened his eyes and saw Virgil’s face over him. Virgil was wearing black eyeshadow that confused Roman.

“Virgil, where did you get eyeshadow?” Roman asked.

“What? Oh, I stole it from this girl who came in today” He shrugged his shoulders and moved away. Roman sat up and looked around the room. I looked much nicer now when he had someone there who he loved.

“You really should get going if you want breakfast” Virgil said again while looking at Roman. Roman nodded and got up. They walked together to the cafeteria.

“Virgil darling, how was your night?” Old women in warden’s uniform. Women was fat and had grey hair. Women hugged Virgil. After that she hold him from his shoulders and looked at him.

“But darling you look paler than normal, where did you get that eyeshadow and… Who is you friend?” Women said. She was talking fast and looking at Roman. Roman smiled.

“I’m Roman Blackburn, ma’am. I’m new here.”

“Well hello there Roman. I’m warden Perry, but you can call me Alfreda, that is my first name. I have been here the longest. I’m kind of grandma to everyone.”

“Wise counsellor…” Roman whispered, but Alfreda heard it. She smiled.

“Yes, exactly. Not many people are able to make the connection.” Roman smiled awkwardly.

“Dearest, we need go get breakfast for Roman” Virgil said and smiled to Alfreda. She sighed.

“Darling, I’m so sorry that I kept you from getting breakfast. The cafeteria just closed. I feel so bad” Alfreda sounded sad.

“It’s okay, ma’am. I wasn’t so hungry” Roman said. Alfreda smiled little bit and walked away. Virgil and Roman walked to the common room. They sat on the sofa. Virgil took magazine from the table next to them and started reading it. Roman looked around and noticed small tv on the wall. Tv was showing some cooking show where women who had big red hair was baking a cake.

There were couple of people in the room with Roman and Virgil. Roman looked at Virgil who was deeply into the magazine.

“Virgil why there is so little patients here?” Roman asked and looked at Virgil. Virgil didn’t look up from his magazine.

“Most of the people sleep long into the day, because they can” Virgil sounded bored.

“Darling, I thought you might want this” Alfreda walked to the sofa Roman and Virgil were sitting on. He had bowl with her and there was steam coming from it. It smelled delicious. Alfreda gave it to Roman.

“Ohh, thank you” Roman took spoon from Alfreda and started eating immediately. He sighed and smiled like little boy who just got some sweets.

“I hope you like it. It’s just porridge, that is made out of rise” Alfreda walked away and Roman kept eating like a maniac. Virgil looked up from the magazine and smelled Roman’s porridge. Roman noticed Virgil’s stare. His mouth was full of food.

“You want some?” Virgil shook his head.

“No, you eat it. You seem to like it” Virgil said and looked down to the magazine. Roman didn’t care that Virgil sounded sarcastic. Porridge was so good he didn’t notice at first when Remy stepped into the room.

Remy looked like shit. He was wearing sunglasses, and leather jacket, but his hair was a mess and he was walking slowly. He was also shaking like hell and swinging from side to side. Roman tapped Virgil’s hand to get his attention. Virgil jumped and ran to Remy. He took his hand and walked him to Roman, who was placing his bowl the table.

“Remy sit down now” Virgil’s voice was full of rage and worry. Remy sat down and Virgil kneeled in front of him. He pulled Remy’s sunglasses off and cupped his face and forced him to looked into his eyes. Virgil sighed and putted Remy’s sunglasses back on. Virgil looked at Roman.

“I need to ask you favour. Could you help me get Remy back to our room?” Virgil asked and Roman nodded. They escorted Remy by pulling his hands. It was amazing that they didn’t get caught. Virgil pulled Remy to the bathroom and under the shower. Once again he removed sunglasses from Remy’s face and looked into him. Remy’s eyes stayed closed. Virgil slapped him.

“Remy, listen to me. How many pills did you take?” Remy opened his eyes slowly and looked into Virgil. Remy looked sad and miserably.

“85” Remy whispered. His voice was so quiet it was almost impossible to hear it. Roman heard Virgil breathing heavily.

“This is last thing you need to tell me, ok? What did you take?”

“Ibuprofen” Remy’s voice just a breath. Virgil turned to Roman.

“Roman go and tell someone call an ambulance.” Roman ran to look for warden.

“You’ll be fine, my friend. You promised me you would leave me here alone. You need to stay alive” Virgil said and moved Remy to position where he was facing the wall. Virgil putted two of his fingers inside Remy’s mouth to make him throw up. Remy threw up little bit, but not enough. After 5 more tries Virgil placed Remy to lay on the wall. Virgil held Remy’s hand in way that he was able to fell his pulse, that was really weak.

Warden Dixon ran in with Roman. He kneeled next to two boys who were siting on the floor. One eyes closed and one being in shock.

“What happened?” Dixon asked and Virgil looked at him.

“I don’t know. He didn’t throw up enough. I think he isn’t going to make it” Virgil looked back to his friend.

Suddenly Remy opened his eyes and his pulse ran fast. He looked straight to Virgil.

“Virgil, I think this is the end of me” Remy tried laughing but he was too weak.

“You can’t die now. When you will be better I’ll go out with out, like you always wanted” Virgil said and tears ran down his cheek.

“That would be nice” Remy said and smiled for the last time. He closed his eyes and now those eyes would stay closed. Virgil got up and walked out the bathroom, ambulance had finally arrived. Roman also told to go out the room. Virgil was standing in middle of the room. Both boys were quiet until warden Dixon stepped out. He shook his head and looked down. Roman saw sadness on his face. He was unable to look at Virgil. Man and women moved Remy to body bag and that on the stretcher. They rolled Remy out the bathroom and out the room. Virgil ran after them.

“Can I say good bye first?” He asked and women said yes. She opened bag so Remy’s pale face was visible. She and the man next to him turned their backs to Virgil to respect him.

Virgil placed little kiss on Remy’s forehead. Tears were still running down his face.

“Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to leave? Wasn’t I enough to make you stay? Good bye my friend” Virgil placed another kiss on Remy’s forehead. He zipped the bag and walked away. He heard how man and women started to take Remy away.

“I feel sorry for him” women said and man sighed.

“You’ll get used to it” Man said and then they were out of Virgil’s hearing area. Virgil walked back to his room. Dixon and Roman were standing in the middle talking. Dixon looked at Virgil.

“Sanders, I have pill for you. I advice you to take it, because you are in shock and that will calm you down” Dixon said and looked at Virgil who was looking down to the floor. Dixon offered little pink pill to him and for his surprise Virgil took it. He didn’t place it in his mouth.

“I have to ask you two to stay here for the rest of the day because we are closing the common room and cafeteria. Someone will bring you food when it’s lunch time.” Dixon sounded calm, but Roman’s hands were shaking. He didn’t understand why Remy’s death affected him so much. He had seen death before, but this time was different.

“Can I have some?” Roman asked. Dixon shook his head.

“Sorry Blackburn. We don’t know what medication is good for you so I can’t give you anything.” Dixon left and closed the room. Virgil lied down on his bed. He still hadn’t taken the pill. He broke it in too and threw half of it to Roman. Roman was confused.

“Take it. It won’t harm you” Virgil said and looked at Roman.

“But it’s your pill.”

“He gave it to me because if I take the whole pill I would sleep all day and wouldn’t try to kill myself.” Virgil said.

“Are you planning to…” Roman wasn’t able to finish his sentence.

“No, not today. Tomorrow maybe.” Virgil sounded like he was kidding but Roman wasn’t sure.

Day went on slowly.

At 12pm Dr. Picani brought them food, but Virgil didn’t eat.

At 13pm Roman fell asleep and woke up when women who he didn’t know came in. Women was wearing pencil skirt and button up shirt with suit jacket. She looked professional.

“Virgil we need to talk” women said and sat on chair she had brought with her.

“Doctor Diane Norris. Long time no see. I heard you gave birth to little baby boy” Virgil said and smiled to the doctor.

“Yes, I did. His name is Leo Virgil Norris” Diane said. Virgil stared at his in surprise.

“You are kidding, right?”

“I am not. If you weren’t here I would never have met Vincent.” Virgil hugged Diane.

“You said we need to talk” Virgil said and sat down to his bed. Neither of them weren’t aware of Roman.

“I heard about Remy. I’m sorry, Virgil” Diane said “but I’m not here to talk about him right now”

“Then I have to ask, what do we need to talk about then?” Virgil frowned little bit.

“I know that you haven’t been eating lately” Diane said.

“I just haven’t been hungry” Virgil replied. Roman realized that he hadn’t seen Virgil eating at all. He had seen him with food but not eating it.

“Virgil… Why? You know you can tell me?” Diane was worried and it shone from her face.

“I’m sorry” Virgil said and he looked at her. Roman saw that small tear ran down his cheek.

“What about I give you some candy and ask Hart to bring you food?”

“That… that would be nice” Virgil and Diane hugged again. Before leaving Diane gave Virgil some milk chocolate. 10 minutes later warden Hart gave Virgil plate full of pasta and chicken.

“Eat it and place it next to the door. Night guard will take it.” Hart said and left. Virgil started to eat.

“Do you think you’ll be able to sleep at night? You slept quite a while” Virgil said between eating. He ate fast and it was clear he hadn’t eaten for a while.

“I think I’ll be fine” Roman said. He thought that even now when Virgil was stuffing his mouth full of food he looked handsome. Virgil didn’t look at Roman when he ate. As soon as he had placed the plate to the floor he broke chocolate he got from Diane. He threw piece from it to Roman’s lap. They ate those in silence.

Roman was smiling at Virgil and he smiled little bit too. Roman opened his mouth to tell this beautiful man that he had fallen for him.

BOOM!

Their room door opened in crash. Women who was completely naked was standing right outside the door. She walked in and looked at Virgil and Roman. She has long golden hair and blue eyes. Both men were in shock. Night guard Connor ran in. Roman hadn’t seen neither one of them before, but Virgil knew them.

“Miss Hilton! What are you doing here? You were supposed to stay in your room like everyone else.” Connor was slim man who was wearing night guard’s uniform. He had already flashlight in his hand.

Women looked ashamed.

“I wanted to see my friend Virgil” women had really child like voice.

“Why aren’t you wearing clothes?” Connor asked.

“I wanted to show Virgil my new tattoo” women turned around and showed Roman and Virgil her back. There was big dragon on it. It was fully black and beautiful.

“Twinkle, you should really put on some clothes.” Virgil said. He was holding back laughs. Connor took Twinkle Hilton away. Door closed behind them and two boys in the room started laughing.

“What was that?” Roman asked in the middle of laughs. Virgil fell from his bed, but that just made them laugh even harder. Virgil stopped laughing and he looked at Roman. He noticed how Roman had the most beautiful eyes and his laugh was so beautiful, it was almost like angels were laughing. Roman finally stopped laughing.

“What are you looking at?” Roman asked and looked worried.

“Nothing, I was just thinking” Roman lifted his eyebrow but didn’t say anything.

Virgil got back up and lied back to his bed.

“Good night Roman” he said. Roman didn’t answer, he just looked at Virgil. It took 8 minutes until Virgil had fallen asleep. Roman got up and walked inside the bath room. He turned on the lights and stared himself from the mirror. He looked deeply into his own eyes. Suddenly he smashed his fist to the mirror. Mirror shattered, but Roman took deep breath and waved his hand and mirror pieces slowed down until they stopped in the air. He placed every single piece back to mirror frame. He waved his hand again and mirror was fixed. He sat down.

Roman noticed that his hand was bleeding, but he didn’t care. He closed his eyes and everything outside himself. Inside his mind he was opening doors to find the door to Heaven. It took awhile, but finally Roman found the golden door the home of guardian angels. In his mind Roman walked to Jade and tapped her shoulder. Roman opened his eyes and he saw Jade sitting in front of him.

“Blackburn, is everything okay? You have never called me here when you are on earth” Jade sounded worried. Roman took Jade’s hand to his.

“I… I need favour.” Roman’s voice was quiet.

“What do you need?”

“I need… I need you to move me to office work or give me new human” Roman said and he stared down to the floor. Tears started running down his cheeks.

“Why?” Jade was shocked and she lifted Roman chin up. She saw tears running on his face. Roman’s tears looked like melted gold. Golden lines were on his cheeks and little pond of gold tears was forming between them.

“I… I have developed feelings towards Vir… my human.” Tears run faster.

“Roman… I… How?”

“I don’t know”

Two of them sat in silence for a long time. Finally Jade spoke.

“I’m not taking you away from Virgil” Her voice was firm and she looked like she had made his mind.

“What? Why?” Roman was surprise. Tears had stopped.

“I think you are only doing good by falling for this man”

“What do you mean?”

“I have seen this before. I have seen angels fall in love with humans and sometimes it’s bad thing, but now. Virgil is more suicidal than anyone else ii have ever send angel to. Maybe with your love he understand he is important”

Roman was about to argue but Jade disappeared. Roman got up and left the bathroom. He sat to his bed and looked at Virgil. Virgil looked so peaceful as he was hugging pillow. Roman couldn’t take his eyes from Virgil.

“For you I would be fallen angel, my love”

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GET TO KNOW ME TAG

i was tagged by this simblr @oaski <3

RULES: Post a pic of your simself with your traits and answer the questions!

tags: @gothoasis @centilamp  @amykii  @pirumxsim

questions:

1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? archie

2. WHAT IS YOUR NICKNAME? dont have one tbh

3. BIRTHDAY? 12th semptember

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOOK SERIES? girl missing by sophie mckenzie (theres 3 in the series)

5. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ALIENS OR GHOSTS? no

6. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR? sophie mckenzie

7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE RADIO STATION? my spotify playlis 

8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ANYTHING? salted caramel

9. WHAT WORD OR PHRASE WOULD YOU USE OFTEN TO DESCRIBE SOMETHING GREAT OR WONDERFUL? thats amazing

10. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONG? god is a woman and imagine

11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD? i have been watching a lot of james charles lately and i know it is bad but “sister” this answer is by @oaski but literally the same as me hh

12. WHAT WAS THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO? i was here by beyonce (the queen)

13. WHAT TV SHOW WOULD YOU RECOMMEND FOR EVERYBODY TO WATCH? kuwtk yeah im basic oops

14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE TO WATCH WHEN YOU’RE FEELING DOWN?  MEAN GIRLSS

15. DO YOU PLAY VIDEO GAMES? only the sims

16. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR? being murdered and terrorists

17. WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? idk haha

18. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? my everything, okay but being specific is probably my weight

19. DO YOU LIKE CATS OR DOGS BETTER? i love cats but dogs have more personality so dogs

20. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? summer duh!

21. ARE YOU IN A RELATIONSHIP? um yus

22. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU MISS FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD? i am in my childhood lmao

23. WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? @centilamp and emily

24. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR? dark brown

25. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR? dark brown, the exact swatch that my himself has

26. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE? lots of people

27. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU TRUST? lots of people

28. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? lots of people

29. ARE YOU CURRENTLY EXCITED ABOUT/FOR SOMETHING? eating dinner

30. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST OBSESSION? the sims 4 

31. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW AS A CHILD? i dunno if im still classed as a child

32. WHO OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER CAN YOU TELL ANYTHING TO, IF ANYONE? my shishtar

33. ARE YOU SUPERSTITIOUS? idk what that means and im too lazy to google it

34. DO YOU HAVE ANY UNUSUAL PHOBIAS? i dont think so

35. DO YOU PREFER TO BE IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA OR BEHIND IT? both

36. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HOBBY? playing the sims and dance

37. WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ?  idk

38. WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? umm idk some christmas film haha

39. WHAT MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? i used to play piano but i stopped ges bo cause it was sooo boring

40. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL? an alpaca

41. WHAT ARE YOUR TOP 5 FAVORITE TUMBLR BLOGS THAT YOU FOLLOW? oh no i dont want to be rude @pirumxsim @oaski @amykii @centilamp @gothoasis

42. WHAT SUPERPOWER DO YOU WISH YOU HAD? invisibility

43. WHEN AND WHERE DO YOU FEEL MOST AT PEACE? asleep

44. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE? lots of things (idk lol)

45. WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? um NO

46. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK? doctor pepper lol

47. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A HAND-WRITTEN LETTER OR NOTE TO SOMEBODY?  idk the date but it was christmas cards

48. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS? yus

49. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE? when people eat with their mouth open and when people put their phone like on the side but dont turn it off

50. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO A CONCERT? yes

51. ARE YOU VEGAN/VEGETARIAN? no

52. WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE, WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GREW UP? i used to want to be a dentist

53. WHAT FICTIONAL WORLD WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN? nowhere idk what to write

54. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WORRY ABOUT? lots of things

55. ARE YOU SCARED OF THE DARK? kind of

56. DO YOU LIKE TO SING? yes, but im really bad

57. HAVE YOU EVER SKIPPED SCHOOL? i dont think so

58. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE ON THE PLANET? my bed

59. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE? in my bed

60. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? a dog

61. ARE YOU MORE OF AN EARLY BIRD OR A NIGHT OWL? night owl

62. DO YOU LIKE SUNRISES OR SUNSETS BETTER? idk

63. DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE? no

64. DO YOU PREFER EARBUDS OR HEADPHONES? earbuds

65. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? no

66. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE GENRE OF MUSIC? pop, mixed with anything… but always a little pop

67. WHO IS YOUR HERO? idk

68. DO YOU READ COMIC BOOKS? nope

69. WHAT MAKES YOU THE MOST ANGRY? people talking about me behind my back

70. DO YOU PREFER TO READ ON AN ELECTRONIC DEVICE OR WITH A REAL BOOK? don’t mind

71. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? dt

72. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS? yes

73. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? phone case

74. HOW TALL ARE YOU? idk like 150 cm

75. CAN YOU COOK? i can cook super noodles!

76. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE? food, music and food

77. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU HATE? some people, sport and fortnite

78. DO YOU HAVE MORE FEMALE FRIENDS OR MORE MALE FRIENDS?female

79. WHAT IS YOUR SEXUAL ORIENTATION? straight

80. WHERE DO YOU CURRENTLY LIVE? with my parents

81. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TEXTED? my dad

82. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? yesterday cause i was tired lol

83. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE YOUTUBER? deligracy

84. DO YOU LIKE TO TAKE SELFIES? NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

85. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE APP? instagram

86. WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR PARENT(S) LIKE? good

87. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOREIGN ACCENT? i like lots of accents

88. WHAT IS A PLACE THAT YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO, BUT YOU WANT TO VISIT? austrlia but cba to go on a 24 hour flight

89. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? 12

90. CAN YOU JUGGLE? no

91. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS? nope

92. DO YOU FIND OUTER SPACE OF THE DEEP OCEAN TO BE MORE INTERESTING? no

93. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF TO BE A DAREDEVIL? no

94. ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO ANYTHING? no

95. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE? yus

96. CAN YOU WIGGLE YOUR EARS?  no

97. HOW OFTEN DO YOU ADMIT THAT YOU WERE WRONG ABOUT SOMETHING? like 1% of the time

98. DO YOU PREFER THE FOREST OR THE BEACH? beach

99. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIECE OF ADVICE THAT ANYONE HAS EVER GIVEN YOU? idk lololol

100. ARE YOU A GOOD LIAR? yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus

101. WHAT IS YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE?  ravenclaw

102. DO YOU TALK TO YOURSELF? no

103. ARE YOU AN INTROVERT OR AN EXTROVERT? both kind of lol

104. DO YOU KEEP A JOURNAL/DIARY? no i tried then i got bored and played thee sims

105. DO YOU BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES? yes

106. IF YOU FOUND A WALLET FULL OF MONEY ON THE GROUND, WHAT WOULD YOU DO? id probably ignore it or tke like £5

107. DO YOU BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF CHANGE? yes

108. ARE YOU TICKLISH? ifdk if i still am i used to be

109. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A PLANE? yes

110. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS? no

111. WHAT FICTIONAL CHARACTER DO YOU WISH WAS REAL? regina georgen and DAMIEN

112. DO YOU HAVE ANY TATTOOS? no

113. WHAT IS THE BEST DECISION THAT YOU’VE MADE IN YOUR LIFE SO FAR? to buy city living haha

114. DO YOU BELIEVE IN KARMA? kind of

115. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? neither

116. DO YOU WANT CHILDREN? yussssssssssss

117. WHO IS THE SMARTEST PERSON YOU KNOW? dont want to be rude so im skipping

118. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MEMORY? uhh is this done yet

119. HAVE YOU EVER PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER? no but nearly

120. WHAT COLOR ARE MOST OF YOUR CLOTHES? black grey and navy

121. DO YOU LIKE ADVENTURES? noo

122. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON TV? yes

123. HOW OLD ARE YOU? 123456789

124. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE? gO dIe In A hOlE haha that was like the biggest insult in year 5

125. DO YOU PREFER SWEET OR SAVORY FOODS? sweet 

FINALLY IM DONE

[mythigal1966]

A Personal Profile: Pamela Joy Elizabeth Montgomery

APPEARANCE:

I am over 5’5” (5′6″) / I am under 5′5″/ I wear glasses/contacts / I do not wear glasses/contacts / I have blonde hair / I have red hair/ I have brown hair / I have black hair / I have other colored hair / I wear sweatshirts a lot / I dress up / I like casual clothes / I like masculine clothes / I like feminine clothes / I wear dresses / I wear pants / I wear shorts / I prefer well-fitted clothing / I prefer loose clothing / I have one or more piercings (just the ears) / I have at least one tattoo / I have blue eyes / I have brown eyes / I have green eyes / I have grey eyes / I have dyed or highlighted my hair / I have long hair / I have short hair / I have medium length hair / curly hair / straight hair / wavy hair / frizzy hair / permed hair / I have gotten plastic/corrective surgery / I have never had plastic/corrective surgery / I have or had braces / I sunburn easily/ I tan easily /  I have freckles / I paint my nails: pedicure/manicure (French) / I don’t wear makeup /  I wear some makeup / I wear a lot of makeup / I smile often /  I don’t often smile / I am pleased with how I look / I prefer heels/flats/sandals/boots I prefer Nike to Adidas / I wear baseball hats backwards / I don’t wear baseball caps

REVELATIONS:

I have had my first kiss / I have gotten drunk / I have had sex / I have told a crush I like them / I have cheated on my partner / I have never cheated on my partner / I have been cheated on by my partner / I have traveled outside of the country / I have flown on an aeroplane / I have traveled by car/bus/train/ I have stayed awake for more than 48 hours / I have had a near-death experience / I have set something on fire / I have performed in a talent show (equestrian) / I have shot a gun / I have been on TV / I have gone scuba diving / I have broken a bone / I have slow-danced / I have gone on a shopping spree / I have lost someone I loved / I have gone to college / I have a graduate degree: I am a Doctor of Veterinary Medicine / I have a PhD / I went to trade school / I am a high school graduate / I am self-employed / I am not currently working / I am working for someone else / I have had my heart broken / I have not had my heart broken / I have never been in love  / I have broken the law / I have not broken the law /I’ve considered breaking the law / I have taken drugs / I’m shy / I’m outgoing / I’m a bit of both / I’m outspoken / I’m reserved / I’ve killed someone / I’ve watched someone die / I have worked as a nude artists model

RELATIONSHIPS:

I am in a relationship / I have been single for over a year (quite a bit longer) / I have a crush / I have a best friend / I have known a friend for over ten years / I have a brother / I have dated my best friend / I am adopted / I have an honorary family / My crush has confessed to me / I have had a long-distance relationship / I am an only child / I give advice to my friends / I have made an online friend/ I met up with someone I have met online / I have many friends / I have a small group of friends / I have very few friends / I have been married / I have not been married / I have been engaged / I nurture my relationships / I care for only some relationships / Relationships mean nothing to me / I trust everyone / I trust no one / I only trust a few people / I don’t trust easily, but once I do, I’m very loyal / I have a good relationship with my parent (my mother is deceased) / I have a bad relationship with my parents / I’m good at relationships / I’m an awkward bean at first / I have issues with intimacy / I have an inability to commit / I can commit to a relationship / Cheating is a dealbreaker / Lying is a dealbreaker / I generally prefer animals to people

AESTHETICS:

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell / I have watched the sun rise / I enjoy rainy days/ I have slept under the stars / I meditate outside / I exercise in a gym / I do barre/ballet / I do yoga / I go running outside / I play outdoor sports / The sound of chirping calms me / I enjoy the smell of the beach / I know what snow tastes like / I listen to music to fall asleep / I enjoy the scent of rain / I enjoy thunderstorms / I enjoy cloud watching / I have attended a bonfire / I enjoy lakes and rivers /  I pay close attention to colors / I find mystery in the ocean / I enjoy hiking on nature paths / I like fireplaces / I foxhunt (but only in America where they don’t kill the fox)  /  Autumn/spring/summer/winter is/are my favorite season(s) / I find peace in the country/wooded areas / I have climbed trees / I like sitting on piers / I like to eat outdoors / Flowers make me smile / baby animals make me smile  / I skeet shoot  / I love sports cars  / I fence (sabers)

MISCELLANEOUS:

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle / I am the “mom” friend / I am the voice of reason / I live by a certain quote / I like the smell of sharpies / I can fight (guns or sabers and some basic hand-to-hand) / I enjoy Mexican food / I enjoy French cuisine / I can drive stick-shift / I can ride a horse / I have memorized an entire song in a day / I believe in true love / I love champagne /  I dream scenarios to fall asleep / I sing in the shower / I have had vocal training / I can ballroom dance / I wish I lived in a video game / I have a canopy above my bed / I love/like shopping / I dance/sing to/by myself / I love coffee/chai tea (well, I AM British!) / I help others / Netflix and chill / I can cook / I can’t cook to save my life / I don’t own a TV / I have a pet / Pink is my favorite color / I am a night owl / I am a morning person / I can act crazy /  House/apartment/townhouse/mansion/other / vacation cabin  / I am ambidextrous

@duzmachines95 @starsngarters

[taken-not-stirred]

ICICI Lombard

Fast food is always more appetizing. The man in the ad agrees with that. He has no reluctance in admitting that he is alive only to enjoy the pleasures of “good” food and not the other way around. He fancies sweet treats owing to his sweet tooth. Ruffling his grey hair, he hesitantly reveals his lack of passion to join a gym and eat healthily. All of this passionate talking about food exhausts him and he has to stop and catch his breath.

NatureFresh Acti Heart

The practice of working on incomplete knowledge is inculcated from a very young age and carries on for the rest of one’s life. A doctor’s appointment for a medication isn’t considered neccesary.  If an electronic item needs servicing or setting up, we insist on doing it on our own, despite not knowing anything about it. Enhancing one’s skin isn’t done under the guidance of a dermatologist. The outcomes of such advices are dreadful. Similary, despite being concerned about our health, we pay little attention to what we do put inside our bodies.

Dhara Cooking Oil

Younger Indians are more prone to cardiovascular diseases than before. 25% of Indians who face heart attacks are a part of the population under the age of 40.

A father and son are finally dropped right outside the hospital after getting dropped for stopping way ahead of the stop. The son steps out and recognises the familiar clinic board before offering his father some help to get out. Once inside, the son jokes about getting a wheelchair and the father offers to push it for him. Familiar with the pattern and routines of the clinic for 20 years; as he remarks; the father sits down on the bench meant for the patients. “Less sweet treats and more yoga” the father says; knowing what the doctor is about to tell him. Out of habit, he almost gets up to go when the nurse calls out the name and then remembers the call was meant for his son. He encourages him to go on.

Heart Foundation

A corpse of a man stares at the viewer upside down. “I wish I could have my heart attack again.” He regretfully announces; much like Scrooge’s character in A Christmas Carol; how he wished he had paid more attention to the warning signs of a heart attack. The ache in the jaw, the tightness in the chest and the shortness of breath were all the warning signs of a heart attack he had been experiencing in different areas of the house and chose not to call the helpline number. Unlike Scrooge though; he doesn’t get another chance. He realises so as he stares at the family picture.

Saffola

Women tend to visit the parlour frequently. It is considered a safe place to exchange ideas and thoughts and perhaps even make new friends. Frequent visits to the parlour and familiar people make it easy to discuss topics that would otherwise be too peculiar to talk about.

Saffola created two ad campaigns in 2019 targeted at different genders differently.

Parlour

#HeartKaExam with the title Parlour goes something like this. The lady working at the parlour points out her client’s dark circles and questions her sleeping habits as she is threading her eyebrows. The snappy comment from the parlour lady provokes her and she responds with defiance that her target goals wouldn’t be met if she slept. Suddenly, both hear a word of warning, “Sleeping for less than 7 hours could aid heart diseases.” They turn around to find out another woman who was relaxing. Turning to them, she repeats her word of warning once again; as if to remind them and confirm that she was the owner of the cautious voice and the eavesdropper. Shocked by new information, they repeat the advice fearfully. She goes back to her relaxing state, repeating her advice.

Tailor

A man at a clothing store is getting his measurements noted. The tailor finds out that his waist measurement is 34 inches. This irks him and he tells him to rerun the measurements which turn out to be 34. He mutters to himself “An increase in waist size could mean heat disease”. Confused, the tailor questions him and the man repeats the cautionary note at a slower speed more indicative tone this time. The tailor and his help look at each other worriedly and his helper looks at his belly as the man ruminates over his anguish over and over. Slowly, the tailor repeats the first half of the phrase and his helper completes it for him. All three of them start repeating the phrase over and over like a mantra.

In both of these ad campaigns in 2019, Saffola highlights the lifestyle habits that could assist the arrival of heart diseases in our lives.

[skeletonpunching]

Vatican Miracle Examiner book 6 recap - Laplace’s Demon

I recently read the sixth Vatican Miracle Examiner novel, Laplace's Demon, and it was a wild ride, even by VME standards. I wrote up a (rather messy) summary/recap, because I wanted to share how gloriously bizarre it was.

A lot happens in this novel, both in terms of the standalone plot and things that affect the overarching storyline of the series. Below the cut are many spoilers for things not covered in the anime. Also some of my personal reactions to said things. And translations of scenes that I couldn’t bear to summarise.

As is usual with VME plots, the actual case they’re investigating is rather confusing and riddled with weird twists; I feel like I’d have to do a reread to properly understand and explain what actually happened, so I don’t go into that much detail about it. I mostly focus on the character moments instead, because those were a lot of fun. Name spellings are my best guess.

The publisher’s official summary for this novel:

Volume 6: Laplace's Demon

A young congressman, who is candidate for the next president of the United States, is struck by a dazzling light while in church and dies mysteriously. Rumours circulate that the congressman was possessed by a spirit of the dead; the government, viewing this as a serious matter, requests the Vatican to investigate. Hiraga and Roberto, together with their old acquaintance FBI agent Bill Suskins, infiltrate a haunted house that is said to contain evil spirits. It turns out that this is a place where prominent financiers hold exclusive seances, and further shocking events occur!

This does not really indicate just how weird the novel gets.

The book opens with Edmond Marini - the Republican Senator of Colorado, and a presidential candidate - giving a speech in a church. An ominous grey cloud appears overhead, there’s a flash of dazzling white light, and when the light fades, the senator is found dead.

Our old friend, FBI agent Bill Suskins, wakes up at home with a hangover. He realises that he’s naked, and that he can hear a woman humming and the shower running. He panics, because he’s single and lives alone and can’t remember what happened the previous night. He eventually recalls that he was out at a sports bar, and the Denver Broncos won, and he was celebrating with a woman he met, who was a fellow Broncos fan. They drank a lot at the bar, and then went back to his place to drink more scotch. He remembers that this woman’s name was Catherine, but has no real impression of what she looked like other than that she had brown hair and was pretty. He decides that if he slept with her, he has to propose marriage, as a good Catholic boy. (He’s also distressed that he doesn’t remember losing his virginity.)

When Catherine gets out of the shower, he proposes marriage, with great lines like “I'm a single man with no history of divorce. I work as a public servant and have a stable income, so I think I'm not too bad as a spouse…” She laughs at him, and eventually tells him that he just took off all his clothes, asked her if she could sleep on the couch, and went to his own bed. Bill apologises for not having taken the couch himself. She laughs at him more and leaves.

Bill then gets notified of Senator Marini’s death and is put on the case. A few days before the senator died, he attended a seance at a haunted house in the Rocky Mountains; this house was apparently built by a former US president for summoning useful spirits. Bill is assigned to investigate this, and is told that he’ll be working with priests from the Vatican.

Over in the Vatican, Saul tells Roberto and Hiraga about their new mission to investigate the haunted house. Bill’s reaction to hearing about the haunted house was basically “first I’ve heard of this”, and Saul mentioned “I’m not familiar with the details” when he brought it up, but the instant Roberto hears about the case, he knows the exact house being referred to. (Of course.) Apparently it was built by a weapons manufacturer, the Raytheon Company, presumably commissioned by the US president.

Roberto invites Hiraga home for dinner. The novel spends over 2 pages describing the fine dinner he cooks, and half a page talking about how Roberto has adjusted his cooking to suit Hiraga’s palate, by using less olive oil and less fatty meat, and incorporating more ingredients like tofu. (I appreciate this important information.) Then there are over 10 pages of exposition on history and science, during which Roberto points out twice that Hiraga has gotten so distracted he stopped eating. Hiraga is apologetic.

Bill gets an autopsy report from Dr. Maggie Walker, an eccentric genius scientist working at Rising Bell Laboratories. Apparently she was a radical socialist in her schooldays. Her personal life is a mystery; there are rumours that she’s a lesbian, and there are rumours that she hates people.

(picture by the novel’s official illustrator)

This is her first interaction with Bill:

"It's been a while, Dr. Walker."

"28 days, 3 hours, and 40 minutes, Agent Suskins. Your face has a high degree of symmetry, which fortunately makes it easy to remember. Among animals, females observe the symmetry in male features to judge that they carry high-quality genes, and have a statistical tendency to be attracted to them."

"Do you mean that as a compliment... Thank you."

Dr. Walker tells Bill that there were holes in the palms of the dead senator’s hands. Bill compares this to Christ’s stigmata, and Dr. Walker says "You're the type to worry about omens and put stock in divination, aren't you? Things like that are only drugs, clouding people's eyes and causing errors of judgement." Bill feels called-out, because he does indeed check the newspaper column every day to find out his lucky colour, and chooses his socks accordingly; he’s not the only one to do it in this dangerous line of work, okay. :(

Roberto and Hiraga arrive in the USA. Roberto is excited by the sight of the gargoyles at the Denver airport. Bill is all dressed up in a nice suit when he meets them; Roberto is mildly surprised and comments on the change in Bill’s style of clothing. Bill gets embarrassed and explains that it’s just that he’s going undercover for this - he’s posing as Tom Barry, a high-ranking official from the Department of Justice.

They go to the haunted house, which has spiders on the wallpaper and is generally spooky, and is really labyrinthine to keep guests from navigating it on their own. Our heroes seem pretty terrible at being undercover - they discuss the investigation in a crowded room, and people turn to look suspiciously at them multiple times. Hiraga stares intently at a mirror, and Roberto worries because he feels like Hiraga is being drawn into the mirror by a magical power. Roberto maybe needs to chill a little, but he doesn’t get the chance to, because then the seance starts.

The masked person leading the seance begins chanting, and Roberto is startled, because he recognises it as an ancient incantation that he thought was only recorded in the Vatican’s library.

Hiraga, meanwhile, is really excited at the prospect of seeing spirits summoned. But he’s also wondering why all the lights are on for a seance, and thinks "Aren't we going to hold hands?" (He speaks my mind.) Then he hears voices - first it’s the voice of his late grandmother singing to him in Japanese, and then it’s a male voice telling him to go to a specific doctor in Colorado if he wants Ryouta to get better. Hmm.

“Roberto, did you hear anything?”

“Yes, I did. I heard many voices talking. What surprised me was that mixed among them, I could hear voices speaking in ancient Greek and Aramaic. Honestly, I’m a bit confused.”

Roberto whispered this; his face was slightly pale. Perhaps he had heard something unpleasant. 

And then, his gaze dark, Roberto turned towards the wall as though something was visible there.

“Evildoer, begone.” 

Hiraga heard Roberto mutter in Latin, in a low voice.

Then a humanoid spirit appears, and Hiraga starts hypothesising about how it could be a holographic projection. The spirit knocks over candles, and passes by Hiraga and tells him “Hurry, do what you must”. Hiraga concludes that it can’t just be an image. He reacts by nervously trying to drink the tea in front of him, but it’s cold (and possibly frozen). This does not help with his distress. The seance ends, and our heroes discuss it.

“I heard the voice of my late grandmother, and a Japanese song that she liked to sing to me. And then, I heard advice concerning my relative’s illness.”

When Hiraga said this, Roberto’s brow twitched.

“What is it?”

“Ah, no… At the start, I heard mingled voices speaking in several languages, and then it was my late relative’s… that is, I heard my late father’s voice. He gave me a message that only I would understand. And I saw him with my own eyes.”

Roberto replied in a deliberately cheerful voice.

But from the pallor of his face, it was easy to guess that this had been a dreadful experience for him. His hand, resting on the table, clenched tightly, the knuckles whitening.

Hiraga wanted to take away this pain, even if just a little. He gently squeezed Roberto’s hand for a moment.

Roberto’s fist loosened slightly.

...so we get handholding after all!

What Bill heard at the seance was... a Superbowl announcer. He seems embarrassed about this. Roberto can’t help but laugh.

Hiraga has a nightmare about everything turning into spiders (he really does seem prone to nightmares, especially on missions). Bill investigates the haunted house, looking for forensic evidence of what happened to the senator, and has visions of blood splattering and hears creepy noises. He goes to Hiraga and requests that Hiraga purify him; fortunately Hiraga has actual holy water with him this time. Then it’s time for another seance, where Roberto has a vision of his father staring hatefully at him with bloodstained hands.

"You are a child of sin. Your mother had an affair and hid it from me. You know, don't you? Don't act innocent. Her partner was my colleague Wyatt. When I wasn't around, they often met with each other. Roberto, you know, don't you? That's why I killed her. Me, and your mother - we're both sinners. So you're a sinner too."

Brono's voice seeped into his ears like poison.

Roberto desperately shut out this voice.

And then an elderly man at the seance vanishes into thin air, like water draining out of a plughole. It turns out that this was the Colorado police chief, Danton Meyer. The people running the seance explain that he’s been taken to the spirit world. Everyone kind of panics.

Our heroes decide to leave the haunted house and investigate elsewhere for a while. Bill calls his boss, who basically says that this isn’t going as planned, but since Denver is Bill’s hometown, if Bill feels like taking some vacation time, his boss can’t control what he does on his own time. I guess this calls for a sleepover at Bill’s family home!

Roberto and Hiraga meet Bill’s family - his father Jack, his mother Emily, his younger brother Tom, and Tom’s (pregnant) wife June. (They also have two golden retrievers, sadly unnamed.) Bill’s family is really warm and welcoming; they ask the priests to bless Tom and June’s unborn child, which they do. Then they settle down for a meal. Bill is really excited at getting to eat his mother’s cooking, especially since he usually just has cereal for breakfast.

But to the gourmet Roberto, American cuisine was an object of horror.

Roberto is suffering because he hates American food. It’s too rich and has too much cream. He can’t handle mac and cheese. But he knows his hosts prepared this with a lot of effort and sincerity, and he can’t slight that. (He does like the wine. Bill’s dad goes on about how great Colorado wine is.)

Hiraga’s not doing well either - he’s gone all pale. He’s not used to eating this much. Roberto swoops in with an excuse about how as priests, they typically eat plain and simple meals, and aren’t accustomed to so much deliciousness. This seems to work.

Back to the investigation! They review footage of the senator’s death in the church, etc etc. This culminates in a truly beautiful exchange:

Roberto: "Surely you aren’t saying that Senator Marini was killed by aliens?"

Hiraga: "There's no proof to the contrary, is there?"

~*~VME~*~

They’ve been watching videos of the senator’s death for ages. Hiraga, who’s on a roll, asks Bill to show him the recordings of the seances as well. Roberto mercifully cuts in and suggests they all take a break before that. Bill has a momentary expression of “I’M SAVED”. Hiraga firmly replies that he’s not tired and will be fine. Roberto and Bill decide to investigate other stuff, and leave him to it.

Hiraga also confirms that the Colorado doctor that the voice mentioned actually does exist, and has done some groundbreaking research into curing bone cancer. He’s really excited about this, of course.

Lauren emails Hiraga: “How are things over there? Now that we've had to postpone the game, the boredom is endless.” Hiraga sends him the data so he can take a look.

The next day, our heroes go to Senator Marini’s funeral service, which is at the same church where he died. (First, Roberto and Hiraga politely consume some extremely sweet doughnuts and coffee provided by Bill’s mother.) They meet Father Nick Ezekiel, a priest at the church and an old friend of Senator Marini.

Investigation stuff is happening (we learn that Roberto can lip-read, because of course he can), and then as Roberto’s talking to Nick Ezekiel, we get blindsided by SUDDEN ROBERTO ANGST:

He was the type of person who wouldn't let his guard down around others. Roberto understood this well, because he himself was like that.

Roberto carefully observed the priest’s appearance.

There was a smile on his face, but it was a professional, manufactured smile. It did not reach his eyes. His eyes were cold, like a snake’s.

This man bore darkness in his heart. Roberto sensed this intuitively.

Hiraga, meanwhile, is doing some pretty smooth questioning: "Father Nick, why did you become a clergyman? I'd like to understand this resolve, so I can become a fine priest." This really throws Nick off; he escapes to work on the funeral arrangements, and Bill remarks that he’s behaving oddly. During the funeral, Nick is giving a speech when there’s a blinding flash of light and he collapses dead, the same way Senator Marini did.

Meanwhile, eccentric genius scientist Dr. Maggie Walker is up to something. Bill calls her and tells her about the new death (and the way the police chief vanished into thin air at the seance). Dr. Walker then takes some time off, disguises herself as someone else, and goes to a secret hideout where she reads a children’s book she inherited from her mother. She also builds bombs in the secret hideout, and thinks about how she wants to bring about the world her mother dreamt of.

Bill has to go back to Washington DC for a bit, to sort out some administrative stuff and report to his boss. He tells Roberto and Hiraga to think of his home as their own while he’s away.

He received an email from Father Hiraga that was as short as a telegram - "Thank you for your kindness" - and a polite email from Father Roberto.

Father Roberto's message was as follows.

"Since receiving your message, 'I hope you will make yourself at home', Father Hiraga is truly spending his time as comfortably as if he were at home. That is to say, he's shut himself in his room and is rooted to his computer. He'll probably be in this state for quite a while. Everyone in the Suskins family is undoubtedly surprised, but there's no need for concern. I would be glad if you could put in a word as well. Of course, I will also give an explanation to your family. With affection,"

Bill calls home and finds his mother worrying about Hiraga and how he hasn’t come down to meals. Bill explains that it’s fine, seriously, Hiraga is just busy, they can talk to Roberto if there’s an issue.

Hiraga, meanwhile, is going over the recordings of the seances. He does not like what he finds.

(Not just me, but the voices that other people heard - they should be in here too, shouldn’t they?)

With this question in mind, Hiraga checked the voice recordings many times.

However, there were too many voices; he simply could not distinguish between all of them, to identify which were or were not present.

While repeatedly listening, Hiraga’s attention happened to be caught by one line.

“You are the child of sinners. You are not fit to stand before the gates of heaven.”

He was certain he heard these words spoken in Italian.

Could this be… If these were the words that had fallen on Roberto’s ears…

Just how badly had they hurt him?

These were not words that should be said to Roberto.

If someone said such things to him, Hiraga would strike down those words and refute the opponent.

Hiraga remembered that when they were in the mansion, Roberto had behaved bravely, but his gaze had been dark.

Father Roberto Nicolas was an upstanding priest with a kind heart.

To hurl such words at him - that assuredly could not be the work of a divine spirit.

From this moment, Hiraga bent every nerve towards figuring out just what deception was at work in the seance.

(ง •̀_•́)ง Hiraga will fight ghosts with science for talking shit about Roberto! He’ll prove the seance is fake because he has to defend Roberto’s honour! HIRAGA…

Oh, right, there’s a case going on. Anyway, the investigation progresses. Roberto interviews Senator Marini’s widow and finds out that she saw a suspicious person (who looked like an evil spirit) in the days leading up to her husband’s death. Bill does a lot of legwork and finds out that Senator Marini and Father Nick Ezekiel were terrible people who, when they were younger, engaged in crime and Satanic rituals, and brutally murdered a family in Miami. The only survivor of the crime was the son, Harrison Onsager, who was five years old at the time, but his testimony was rejected. Danton Meyer (the Colorado police chief) was a detective working the case at the time, and botched it somehow.

Harrison Onsager has been missing for years, and is known to be a mathematical savant. Basically, Harrison Onsager killed these people to take revenge for his family. But how? Through SCIENCE, of course.

At this point, Hiraga (talking to Roberto) just starts dropping pages and pages of SCIENCE exposition about… Nikola Tesla. And the amazing properties of electromagnetism, and how it can create optical illusions (e.g. the alleged Philadelphia Experiment). And how the US military is testing plasma weapons at Area 51. It turns out that Lauren has been helping to find out this stuff by hacking US military secrets. Roberto expresses concern.

"Did Lauren discover this too? Isn't this sort of hacking dangerous?"

"If you ask Lauren, he says there's no problem."

"Well, fair enough."

Speaking of Lauren, Hiraga gets an email from him.

“More information from Lauren?”

“Ah, no. The sender is Lauren, but it’s not a message about the case. It’s the next move in the ‘Game of Angels and Demons’.”

“What, you two are playing the game even at a time like this?”

Roberto shrugged his shoulders.

“Yes. But somehow, Lauren has been strange lately. For some reason, when I make a move, there’s no resounding response… And the moves that come in aren’t like him.”

Hiraga doubtfully closed the window. Roberto watched him intently.

“What’s the matter?”

“No, it’s nothing. I was just thinking that when you’re messaging Lauren, you’re really serious.”

“Is that so. Am I strange?”

“No, I’m not saying that. That aside, how about going out for a bit? It’s been a while since we went out to eat.”

They go out to eat. Roberto wraps vegetables in tortillas and puts it on Hiraga’s plate while they’re talking.

There’s... another 25 pages of really dense exposition, including Hiraga explaining the concept of Laplace’s demon. Bill returns at some point, and Hiraga and Roberto casually mention to him that former US presidents have been members of the Illuminati. Bill is confused and distressed. “Something like this - that’s just the plot of movies or TV shows.” He believes in the USA!

Hiraga and Roberto show him photos from the haunted house, and how it was decorated with the ancient Greek words for “light”, “control”, and “universal illumination”; Roberto points out that this is very evocative of the Illuminati. Was the haunted house built as an Illuminati setup in the first place? Maybe? Like Bill, I am very confused about this.

Bill gets a call about having found Harrison Onsager’s hideout, and they go there. The walls are covered in equations, like on all the crime shows. Even Hiraga doesn’t understand all of them, and is really excited about this. Roberto, with his unerring homing instinct for OLD BOOKS, finds an old manuscript. It’s a children’s story - the same one Dr. Maggie Walker was reading. Roberto identifies it as being in Albert Einstein’s handwriting. There’s a letter with it, in a child’s handwriting - it’s signed “Charlotte Walker”.

Hiraga says he can now explain all the mysteries of the haunted house. Roberto says he now knows how not to get lost in its labyrinth. Bill is suitably impressed by all this beautiful genius. They also figure out that Harrison Onsager is probably hiding in the haunted house.

First, though, they return to Bill’s home for a bit, where the family is having a birthday party for Bill’s sister-in-law June. Bill’s dad also brags about how Bill was a college football champion back in the day. Bill gets terribly embarrassed and blushes, and is like “dad, of course I remember, you really don't have to tell them about it". Then the three of them retreat to discuss their plan for returning to the haunted house.

Hiraga has sent Harrison Onsager’s wall equations to Lauren, who replies “I’ll consider it, but I think it will probably take several years to reach a solution”. Roberto has drawn a map of the house, based on clues in the children’s story.

Bill is kind of worried that returning to the house might be too dangerous for the priests. 

Hiraga: “It is the duty of the priest to protect the lamb.”

Bill: “By 'the lamb'... do you mean... me?”

Roberto: “Not just you - all the faithful are the lambs of God.”

Bill asks what they’ll do if they run into the culprit; Roberto and Hiraga look at each other and answer simultaneously “Persuade him to turn himself in.”

Full of bad ideas, they return to the haunted house, where they witness another seance. This verifies Hiraga’s theory, and he drops 5 pages of SCIENCE exposition about how the seance was faked by inducing hallucinations through electromagnetism, etc etc. He then takes the time to pause and carefully explain that there is nothing wrong with Roberto.

“In other words, people who have strong visual memory, or are sensitive to such memories. And that’s why… Roberto.”

As Hiraga said this, he gazed squarely at Roberto.

“The reason why you saw your father is not because you are cursed or anything of the sort. That was simply a hallucination caused by the electromagnetic field. You do more visual work than we do, and so you have a more highly attuned visual memory. Other people instead testified that they heard voices - but you come into contact every day with symbolism, iconography, and classical art, and you work to decipher these. And so it’s easy for your lingering traces of memory to be perceived as visions.”

[…]

Roberto smiled as though relieved.

There’s more SCIENCE exposition about Bose-Einstein condensates, etc etc. The conclusion of all this is that the culprit created a tiny black hole and used it as a murder weapon to make Police Chief Meyer vanish from existence at the seance.

I was honestly convinced that I was just misreading it and hadn’t been following the science exposition closely enough, but then Bill straight-up says “But to have created a black hole - what a frightful criminal” and Hiraga seriously responds “Yes, that’s right. The misuse of his intelligence has led to something outrageous.”

To reiterate, the genius scientist criminal created a black hole and used it to murder someone at a seance.

~*~VME~*~

(The other two victims were, apparently, killed by sending a highly targeted surge of electricity directly at their hearts. So it wasn’t aliens, but at this point, aliens might make as much sense as anything.)

Having concluded that there is a murderer who can CREATE BLACK HOLES lurking in the haunted house, our heroes naturally split up to explore this house, like beautiful idiots who have never seen a horror movie in their lives.

Bill finds the room where Harrison Onsager tortured Senator Marini and presumably drilled holes in his hands.

Roberto gets hit on the back of the head and passes out. WHO COULD HAVE SEEN THAT COMING.

He wakes up and finds himself facing the masked person who ran the seances. They’ve taken away Roberto’s map of the house. Guess who’s under the mask!

Long platinum blond hair cascaded down. Deep emerald green eyes appeared. Pale skin as smooth as white porcelain. Pink lips. An oval face with beautiful features as delicate as a woman’s.

A beautiful devil...

[crosses off the “suddenly, Julia” square on my VME bingo card]

“Just what is your goal?”

Julia handed the map he was holding to the man in the black cloak. He drew close to Roberto and gazed into his face.

“Ah, yes. Perhaps my goal is to torment you...”

“Enough with the bad jokes. There’s no way that’s what you’re after.”

“Heh. After I captured Harrison in the room of ‘Those that Dwell in Deserts’, who do you think I was hoping would show up? If the one pursuing Harrison had been Agent Suskins, he has combat experience, so it would have been a bit troublesome. If it had been Father Hiraga, there probably wouldn’t be enough time to seize his heart, and even if I tormented him, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy his reaction. But you are different. If it's you, I can play an enjoyable game. Each and every one of your anguished expressions is extremely interesting. The things that you’re thinking, the dark emotions which churn under that mask of hypocrisy - I understand them perfectly.”

“I wish you’d stop your half-baked rambling. What do you know about me?”

Roberto glared at Julia.

“I do know. Because you and I are very similar.”

“What?”

“Because you’re a real liar, aren’t you?”

“…”

A laugh once again rang out from Julia’s throat.

“You’re silent, I see. I hit the mark after all. I still have some way to go before getting what I want - including you and Father Hiraga - but this time I’ll make do with these results. After all, I have no time.”

Julia let out a dejected sigh.

“No time?”

“Yes. My subordinates discovered a large number of time bombs set up in the power room and foundations of this mansion. It seems that someone plans to blow up this mansion. They’re rigged to explode if someone tampers with them, so there’s no way to disarm them. The time limit is 5 o’clock, at dawn. That should be exactly an hour from now. I have to escape quickly.

But perhaps this could become a bit of a challenging game for you. Your map has been taken away, and while you were unconscious, I had the rooms moved around a little. I’ve also injected you with a drug, so you won’t be able to walk for 30 minutes. This is a game of whether or not you can survive. Don’t you think that’s interesting?”

Julia bore the bold smile of a devil, as he swiftly stepped back from Roberto.

“Au revoir, Monsieur Roberto. Or should that be ‘adieu'? If it’s ‘au revoir’, you will have passed the test. Galdoune awaits you.”

(picture by the novel’s official illustrator for all your “Julia murderously flirting with Roberto” needs)

Looks like it’s time for the obligatory Roberto-in-peril scene! [crosses off the “Roberto whump” square on my VME bingo card]

Roberto decides that he has to warn Hiraga and Bill about the bombs. He does this by taking off his cassock and “underwear” (this caused me INTENSE CONFUSION for a moment, but I figure it's referring to his undershirt and he isn't actually taking off all his clothes), and then he bites his finger until it bleeds, and writes a warning on his shirt in his own blood. (Roberto, don’t you have a Sharpie or something.)

His logic is that there must be some way to monitor all the rooms from the central control room, so when Hiraga and Bill meet up there they'll see the warning on the cameras. (I think the deeper logic going on here is that the author really wanted Roberto to be shirtless while in peril, but I’m not complaining.)

Hiraga makes it to the control room, sees Roberto on the monitors, and freaks out. (His voice shakes!) Bill arrives too, and more unexpectedly, Dr. Maggie Walker shows up. It turns out she’s destroying the facility so that its powers can’t be misused. She didn’t expect to find them there, but calmly informs them that she’s set up 200 bombs which will be going off in 20 minutes, and if they take the elevator they can get to the building entrance and escape the blast radius. Hiraga cries out that his friend is trapped and has lost his map, so he can’t get out. Dr. Walker looks at where Roberto is, and tells Hiraga that they’ll never make it to him in time and will all die if they try. 

“Somehow… There must be some way to save Roberto…”

Hiraga muttered this with his eyes squeezed shut, and grabbed Dr. Walker’s hand.

Hiraga comes up with the idea of saving Roberto by programming electromagnetic transmissions. (Dr. Walker is impressed with his SCIENCE skills.)

Bill is concerned and asks if Roberto will really be alright. Hiraga’s response is sweet, but also seems worryingly like him using denial as a coping mechanism again.

“Father Roberto is an intelligent person. He will definitely realise.”

There was not the slightest trace of doubt or unease on his face.

Roberto looked at his watch ticking onwards.

It was exactly 4.50.

He’d regained movement in his legs, but even now, moving quickly was a struggle.

Finding the exit was impossible.

As long as Hiraga and Bill had escaped safely, it was fine…

Roberto, absentmindedly recalling the times he had spent with Hiraga, smiled a little.

(We’ll never meet again, huh… Goodbye, Hiraga.)

As he softly whispered, he heard footsteps and a voice.

---Roberto. Over here.

It was Hiraga’s voice. Roberto sprang to his feet, shocked.

“Hiraga? Is that you? It’s dangerous - run away!”

He headed towards the room where the voice had come from. Before one of the doors stood Hiraga.

It was only for an instant, but it was definitely Hiraga.

When he approached, Hiraga swiftly vanished beyond the door.

Roberto didn’t really understand what was going on.

This was an illusion he was seeing before he died, wasn't it?

But, Roberto thought, if it was an illusion of Hiraga, he wanted to be together with him.

Roberto, in the grip of something that was neither logical nor rational, rushed into the room where Hiraga had disappeared.

---Over here. Roberto.

Once again, he heard Hiraga’s voice, and saw his figure vanish into another room.

Roberto, in a trance, chased after him.

And so, while pursuing the vision of Hiraga, he passed through an unknown number of rooms, and the elevator appeared before him.

The doors were open, as though awaiting him.

Bewildered, Roberto boarded the elevator, which stopped at the fourth floor of its own accord.

And again, as the doors were opening, he caught sight of Hiraga’s phantom.

The phantom disappeared into the right-hand door, and there was the echo of a voice calling him. “Roberto!”

Desperately pursuing this, Roberto exited three rooms, and suddenly saw a window before him.

(It’s a window…)

He looked at his watch.

It was 2 minutes and 15 seconds before 5 o’clock. Maybe, just barely, something could be done.

At this moment, he heard voices from outside the window.

“Roberto! Are you there, Roberto!”

“Father Roberto, if you’re there, please respond!”

The frantic shouts - those were Hiraga and Bill’s voices.

Roberto wrenched open the window and looked out.

Under the window was a car. An unfamiliar woman, Hiraga, and Bill stood there.

“Jump out! I’ll catch you!”

Bill dashed forward.

Roberto crossed himself, and leapt out of the window.

With characteristic excellent athletic ability, and with the soul of an investigator, Bill Suskins firmly caught him.

The FBI motto he had pledged to uphold was “fidelity, bravery, integrity”.

BILL FOR MVP.

(Also, I’m crossing off the “TRUE LOVE SAVES THE DAY” square on the VME bingo card.)

Dr. Walker drives them all away in her car, and is pleased with herself for how well her building-demolition calculations worked. Bill reflects that it’s the first time he’s seen her smile. She explains that her mother - Charlotte Walker, who met and corresponded with Einstein - was her predecessor as the head of Rising Bell Laboratories, and helped to develop the technology in the haunted house. She tells Bill that his simplicity is a virtue which may backfire on him someday, and also asks him to keep secret the fact that he saw her here, or she’ll have to kill him.

Meanwhile, Roberto and Hiraga are talking about all the drama that just happened.

Next to them, Roberto was asking Hiraga a question.

“So, well. I believe it was you who saved me, but how on earth did you do it?”

Almond-shaped jet-black eyes gazed at Roberto, and then blinked. Long eyelashes fluttered in the breeze.

“I used a method of communication that couldn’t be used outside of that mansion.”

“Method of communication?”

[Hiraga explains about using the electromagnetic fields to induce visions]

“I see… So those were illusory sounds and sights produced by the electromagnetic field…”

[Roberto reflects on how the Hiraga he saw in the mansion was a hallucination, because he was thinking of Hiraga, and so his past memories and present reality combined to produce an image of Hiraga]

“Did you see a hallucination? …I’m sorry. If I made you see an unpleasant vision again, I apologise.”

Hiraga spoke dejectedly, as though contrite.

Perhaps he was worried that Roberto had seen a spectre of his father again.

“No, no, far from it. I saw a wonderful vision. Thank you.”

Roberto smiled.

“Really? If so, I’m glad. Then, what kind of illusion did you see? I'd like to know the details for the sake of future research…”

“That’s a secret. All I’ll say is that I saw the figure of the Saviour.”

“That’s…"

Roberto, please.

Roberto tells Hiraga about Julia beating him up and taking his lunch money map, but unsurprisingly, he doesn’t mention the bit where Julia called him a liar and said they were just alike. Roberto, PLEASE.

Hiraga concludes that all the voices in the seance were fabricated by Galdoune, but Roberto thinks Hiraga should still go talk to the Colorado doctor that the voice mentioned.

“But, Father Julia…”

“He’s not a mere liar - he’s a great liar. And so, to you, he should say something true.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m saying it, so it's certain."

I’m pretty confused too. I think Roberto has bought into Julia’s suggestion that their lies are similar, and therefore feels like he has special insight into Julia’s weird, weird thought processes, which… uh.

They then discuss how Julia even managed to navigate the house to find Harrison and Roberto in the first place. Roberto says that no map of the house existed before he drew one, and the only place it could have been copied is… Bill’s home. UHHHH.

Bill calls his boss, who tells him that the mission was a washout and instructs him to take some non-optional time off, and wants to just sweep all this under the rug. Bill heatedly objects that there’s more to it, and gets upset that his boss might have just been manipulating him all along. Roberto pats him on the shoulder to get him to calm down.

Bill goes home distraught and hugs his mother, and tells her he’ll be returning to Washington DC soon. Then his father sees him looking upset and invites him for a chat.

“Actually, I’m thinking of quitting the FBI…”

As Bill spoke, he looked up at his father.

His father was leaning against the cupboard, and in the mirrored section of it, Bill saw the reflection of something unbelievable.

On the door of the study hung some antique brass decorations. Bill knew that these had been there for a long time, and he’d always thought that they were just some meaningless patterns. 

But reflected in the mirror, they became decorative words - ancient Greek for “light”, “universal illumination”, and “control”. 

Of course, without Father Roberto having taught him, Bill would not have understood the meaning of the Greek words.

Bill’s grip tightened on the glass.

“What is it, Bill. What about the FBI?”

Jack, smiling, made his enquiry.

“Ah… nothing… it’s nothing.”

Bill downed his brandy in a single gulp, as though oblivious to how his hand was trembling.

“Is that so? That’s good, then. Don’t say anything about wanting to quit the FBI, Bill. You don’t want to make your father sad, do you? Our family has always loved and supported each other, and we must fulfil our responsibilities to each other. If one of us starts saying selfish things, our family harmony will be destroyed all at once. That’s right, isn’t it?”

Jack’s words were oddly laden with meaning.

Cold sweat ran down Bill’s brow.

“That’s right. I think so… I was feeling a bit tired just now."

VME’S EVIL DAD QUOTA: ACHIEVED. And I think that’s a bingo.

Bill leaves to find his brother Tom, tells him that their father is part of an evil cult, and asks Tom to get their mother and Tom’s wife away to safety. This doesn’t go great.

“Brother, what are you saying after all this time?”

“Eh…?”

“The fact that Jack is a frightening person whose real identity is unknown - I realised that long ago. Brother, you were Jack’s favourite and he was fond of you, so you never suspected him. But why do you think that, unlike our friends’ houses, our home doesn’t have a single picture from when we were babies? Didn’t you think that was strange?

[…]

I’ve always thought - why did I feel like our family wasn’t normal? And then when I was in high school, I eavesdropped outside Jack’s study, and I found out. He isn’t our father - he’s a stranger who’s been posing as Jack Suskins since I was three years old. 

It’s strange, isn’t it? Our mother calls that man Jack. ‘He’s your father,’ she says. Even Mom doesn’t know what kind of person he really is.

When I learnt this truth, it was like I went mad. But after I thought about it properly, I realised that with our home under that man’s protection, it's actually the safest place in America.

So, brother. If you’re thinking of going against Jack - no, Dad - please stop. If you do nothing, we’re safe and happy. But if you lash out clumsily, I don’t know what will happen. So it’s better not to know anything. I’m begging you - June is going to give birth to our child soon. Please don’t bring misfortune to that child.”

As Tom appealed to him, Bill, stunned, fell to his knees on the ground.

SO. That’s a thing.

(I like how this novel successfully got me invested in Bill just so it could HURT ME. Well played, VME.)

This isn’t even the novel’s final form. Still 5 more pages to go! Meaning it’s time for another curveball!

Roberto is back home in the Vatican, when Hiraga shows up on his doorstep.

“May I come in, Father Roberto?”

Hiraga looked at Roberto, his gaze pensive.

“Of course. Please do.”

Hiraga nodded jerkily, and took his usual seat at the table.

Roberto placed a steaming espresso in front of him. But Hiraga did not stir; he sat still, his face ashen.

Roberto suddenly had a feeling of foreboding.

“Something’s happened, hasn’t it. Is it about Ryouta?”

“No, Ryouta is fine. The problem is… it’s about Lauren.”

“Lauren? He didn’t get caught while doing some reckless hacking, did he?”

In response to Roberto’s words, Hiraga silently shook his head. And then, a few moments later, he lifted his head as though setting his resolve.

“Roberto, I must apologise to you.”

“What’s this, all of a sudden?”

“The truth is, I’ve been keeping a secret from you all this time.”

Roberto laughed lightly and patted Hiraga’s shoulder.

“That’s nothing. There’s no need to apologise for having a secret or two. So, this secret has to do with Lauren?”

“Yes… but if I talk about this, it will bring you tremendous trouble and many difficulties. Even so, will you listen to what I have to say?”

Hiraga spoke in a miserable voice, as though wringing out the words from the depths of his throat.

“Whatever trouble and difficulties there might be, if something is bothering you, I’ll listen. The option of not listening never existed in the first place. If right now, you’re about to jump into a tricky and dangerous situation and need my help, that’s all the more reason for it.”

As Roberto said this, his gaze turned serious, and he sat down next to Hiraga.

“Roberto, you really are…”

Hiraga trailed off in the middle of saying something, and his expression clouded with worry. Then he took a deep breath.

“The fact is, Lauren has left the Vatican.”

“You’re saying he resigned from the intelligence division? Well, that must be quite a shock to you, but he’s free to lead his life…”

“That’s not it,” Hiraga said, interrupting Roberto mid-sentence.

“When I say Lauren left the Vatican, I don’t mean that he resigned from his job, I mean that he broke out.”

“Broke out? What, then that makes it sound like Lauren is a convict who’s been imprisoned by the Vatican or something, doesn’t it?”

Hiraga carefully nodded at this.

“Yes. That’s exactly it, Roberto.”

[Hiraga explains the Lauren situation, about Lauren being a teenage criminal mastermind in Vatican IT jail, none of which Roberto knew]

“And so, he must have broken out because he was tired of such a restricted life - the Rome police and ICPO officers, and even the psychiatrists, unanimously say so. I explained that Lauren wouldn’t run away for such a reason. There must be a deeper cause behind it, and so we should carefully protect him and listen to his words. But no one believes what I say. And now, the Rome police and the ICPO have classified Lauren as a dangerous terrorist, and adopted the position that they want him dead or alive, and they've started moving... There's nothing else I can do on my own…”

Hiraga’s voice rose, trembling.

“Wanted dead or alive - those are rather extreme words. Hearing Lauren’s charges is probably going to make me a little uneasy. But well, I won’t ask. In any case, Hiraga, what you want is for the police to not kill Lauren or hurt him. If possible, you want to go behind the backs of the police and find Lauren on your own, and you want to protect him… Is that it?”

Hiraga abruptly nodded in response to Roberto’s words.

“Please lend me your strength, Roberto. You are the only one I can rely on.”

“All right. But first I’d like to hear this. You’re the one who knows Lauren best. What kind of move do you think he’ll make next?”

“I… This may seem surprising, but I think he might contact me once. Is this naive of me?”

Hiraga asked this uneasily.

Roberto nodded as though satisfied with this answer.

“No, in fact, I agree. He’ll certainly make contact with you. When, or how, I don’t have the slightest clue. Until then, all we can do is track the police activity and search the items he left behind, to pick up some hint of the trail.”

“Yes… That’s right. Since it’s Lauren, I’m sure he’ll be safe.”

Hiraga murmured as though in prayer.

And that’s it. It ends right there, because I guess the author decided this was enough plot twists for now.

In conclusion, everything happened SO MUCH.

(One last note: in the books, Sinfonia takes place after this.)

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Season 14 Episode 7: Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story

Songs of The Episode:

Young Folks by The Wind And The Wave

Cosy in the Rocket by PSAPP

They by Congratulationz ft CavasBeta

Keep Breathing by Congratulationz

Such Great Heights by Madi Diaz & K.S. Rhoads

Portions for Foxes by Rilo Kiley

Synopsis:

*Warning this episode is extremely nostalgic and it is advised that you have your tissues ready*

The episode dives right into your feels as it opens with Mer on the beloved Seattle Ferryboat, yes that's right the boat that was once on Derek’s scrub cap -now housed by Mer- and the same boat that takes you to where the fantastical dream house was built. Accompanying her is Alex, as they descend back to the hospital. It is presumed that she went to see Derek and tell him about her prestigious Harper Avery nomination, when Alex asks, “How was it, was he happy for you?” To which she replied with a smile “No, he was jealous,” reminding us of their extremely competitive, yet ever motivating relationship.

Meanwhile Amelia walks in on Carina and Owen cooking naked… Amelia and Owen try to cover the awkward moment, but just ends in Amelia stealing some French toast while leaving hastily. Then we jump to Bailey as she’s walking to work with Ben driving alongside her trying to convince her to join him. She found out about the fire academy and to say she’s displeased would be an understatement. Arizona is painting every possible color on Sophia’s room, as she anxiously awaits her daughter’s arrival.

Another note of nostalgia as we see the new interns in the historic hallway (aka the tunnels) with the excess hospital beds. We are reminded of our favorite sleep deprived interns, the originals who grew up in those halls to be the doctors they are today. Mer is hesitant to leave for Boston where the Harper Avery Awards will take place. Alex tries to convince her, but is unsuccessful when a incoming trauma comes in. Deluca is still avoiding his ex, Sam.

The medical trauma this week: a rollercoaster ride gone awry! The first patient, who saved a bunch of children, is under the care of Owen and Amelia. Webber briefs Mer and Alex on the two patients who were transferred in the rollercoaster cart in which they crashed, for it would’ve been to life threatening to remove prior to their arrival at Grey Sloan. But wait, don’t they look familiar…. OMG they are the George and Cristina doppelgangers… but wait their friend just stepped out of the ambulance to check on them and… she is Izzie’s pregnant doppelganger. What.. what… and on que, the original theme song begins to play. Boy are we in for a treat.

Jackson tries to convince Mer to get moving, but she’s not leaving the trauma. Also it turns out the doppelgangers are doctors, they interning at Seattle Press! Bailey sends Ben to the Clinic as a punishment. Jackson checks in on Bailey to see where she is on the contest, but is quickly swerved when she confronts him about her husband’s career change and whether he happened to know about it when he had given her the money. Then we get a major throwback as we see Owen push Amelia back when he tells her that the hero doesn’t need a CT, but instead must be rushed to surgery. I’m sure this triggers you, just as well as me, back to that same decision that ultimately killed Derek. When we recall the tragedy of Derek’s death we reflect on a simple diagnosis that can be captured by quick CT and then fixed by an immediate surgery. Unfortunately, if this bleed is not seen right away, the patient will be gone, even if the rest of their body is healed by other surgeries. Alex is in shock at seeing Izzie, as Jo walks up for advice. He tells Jo that since she’s always wondered what she was like and surprised, Jo describes her as pretty and perky. Then Izzie comes up to them to check in on her friends, when he’s at a loss for words and Jo just watches him struggle in the most comical way. Izzie begins to lose her balance, and Alex swoops in to catch her. Another major tbt to when he carried Izzie after Denny’s heart wrenching death.

The intensity rises as baby George is unable to breathe when they remove part of the car seat. No worries, Webber has the fix, Mer must hold traction on his head. They are confused why everyone continues to stare at them and Mer fesses up, she tells them it's because they remind everyone of George and Cristina. To which baby Cristina freaks out and yells at them not to stare.

Little Izzie has an ultra sound done, and finds out that her baby has a tumor on it’s placenta. She must have surgery to get it removed, as it is very dangerous. Fearful, Izzie grabs Alex’s hand and Jo address the weirdness of the situation, but at the same time understands.  Mer is still holding traction and Jackson comes by to help. When baby Cristina realizes who the both of them are, her tune changes and she relates them to surgical royalty. Katherine and Jackson nearly convinced Mer to go to the awards, when after they transported baby George, baby Cristina’s stats started to plummet. She then tells Jackson to go in her place.

April makes her own attempt to convince Mer to go, but baby Cristina begs her not to. She claims Mer to be her idol and asks of her to think of her best friend (the real Cristina) and to save her like she would her best friend, to fight for her with the same vigor. Pulling at all of are heartstrings and nearly bringing Mer to tears. Jackson announces that Mer’s not going, so Maggie and Zola stay behind as the Avery’s depart. Amelia rushes to the OR with a portable CT when she finds out that Owen had ignored her order. He accuses her of being upset about his encounter with Carina, you know the one she walked in on. But she proves him wrong when the CT discovers a brain bleed (an expanding epidural hematoma to be exact) in which she must operate immediately. After gloating a bit to Owen, he then apologizes for doubting her. She explains that he was partially right, in that she was thinking of Derek and that in doing so he saved a man’s life today.

Webber and Bailey check in on baby George who blames himself for endangering his friends, when all he wanted was to have a little fun outside of working. His self- deprecating, selflessness, and innocence, triggers Bailey to recall the real George, a man who helped deliver her baby, who was really a part of her family, and whose death she mourned daily for over a year after the tragic incident occurred. Interestingly enough, when Webber goes to comfort her, he finds out that the tears are from her anger with Ben. Unfortunately their moment was interrupted by the sounds of banging in the skills lab (notice the accidental word play hahaha), to which Sam, followed by Deluca exited. Deluca consults his sister about his recent love affair with Sam, one that she’s seen the end result time and again.

April is angry with Mer for taking her Harper Avery nomination for granted, and inadvertently expresses her jealousy. She feels inferior, but Mer reminds her that she is not average, that she is incredible and ultimately she should give herself more credit. And she also expresses how deeply she does want the award. Arizona, Jo, and Alex must perform an emergency c-section on Izzie, because the baby is in distress. Arizona remembers Mark in comforting Izzie. She remembers his calmness, his charm, and his kindness. In this beautiful moment, she delivers the baby and also comforts herself as she prepares for her daughter's arrival, he reminds her of her strength, and instills confidence in her to be a fulltime mom again.

In one of my absolute favorite scenes of the episode, to which I cried a little if we’re being honest, Zola proves that she is wise beyond her years. She tells Maggie that she’s going be a brain surgeon like her father, before admitting that she missed her dad and then asked Maggie if she missed her mom. When Maggie answers with an almost tearful yea, Zola then recounts what she believes her mama would say: “Even though your mom’s not here, she’s always with you.” To end this beautiful moment she offers her aunty a hug.

Webber and Bailey save baby George, but not without wishing they had been able to do the same for the real George. Izzie’s baby is okay! Alex lets her hold baby Jasper for just a few minutes before he must take him to the NICU, but in this moment we see Arizona and Karev marvel in their past memories.

Bailey is scared of Ben’s commitment issues. But he explains that he just wants to try this while he is still young and able, he doesn’t want to live his life with regrets. Before they are able to finish their conversation, Webber grabs Bailey since Jackson is on the phone.

Another tear jerker. Jo tells Alex to call Izzie to get closure and see how she’s doing. Instead he tells her the story that she’s made up for her in his mind, one that is intricate, personal, and a bit of a nod at how Katherine Heigl is actually living, a tale in which she’s extremely happy. He tells her that he doesn’t need to call her because he doesn’t want to ruin it and he feels that “she’s as happy as I am with you.” Then they lean back in silence, just so happily in love and mature enough, grown enough, comfortable enough to acknowledge their past and embrace it, as it poses no threat to their future (that is his ex doesn’t, her ex poses a detrimental threat to their happiness, but I digress, let us be happy in this moment).

You know what, don’t even bother putting your tissues away. After Mer and April’s surgery, Bailey and Webber bring the Harper Avery awards to her as they project the show on the TV in the OR. All of the doctors along with Zola watch from the gallery as Catherine Avery announces that Meredith Grey has WON THE HARPER AVERY. Jackson gives the most heartwarming, eloquent, and masterful speech about Mer’s dedication to surgery, to her patients, and that despite her personal tragedies, she’s remained a gracefully innovative person/surgeon. He also pays tribute to her fallen sister, Lexie, who was one of my absolute favorite characters. As Mer along with all the doctors marvel in the moment, they pan the camera to the gallery where we see Mer looking up to a familiar face. Her mother applauds her with the proudest of smiles and we see the joy on Mer’s face in knowing that her mother is indeed looking down on her extraordinary daughter.  

Back at Arizona’s house, we see little Sophia as she arrives back home. She expresses how much she misses her mama and Arizona admits that she does too (a nod to Callie who is happy in NYC). As Arizona comforts her daughter with ice cream, there’s a close up of the first family photo of Mark, Arizona, Callie, and Sophia, the one that was taken so many seasons ago, paying homage to the fallen and the departed.

Things get steamy back at the hospital as Deluca and Sam hook up in the infamous on call room. Mer shows Owen baby Cristina, but he denies their similarities, to which she mentions Burke (saying that she should ask him if they look alike), thus another tribute to departed. He also reminds her that no one is like Cristina, true that Owen!

Mer and Alex kick the interns outta the tunnels as they celebrate together Mer’s epic and well deserved win. Cristina then facetimes in as they all enjoy champagne.  

A Few Additional Thoughts:

First of all, this episode was incredible and had a lot of nods to the epicness of Grey’s Anatomy’s 300 episodes! Kudos to the entire cast, crew, and writers on the incredible work they’ve done. This episode was truly special and definitely worth the watch. My praises are endless and thus I’ve decided to dedicate a whole other post to commemorate 300 episodes of Greys and the impact it’s had. So for more info, check out our next post!

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EVAK FANFICTION RECS / PART 12

Hi, hello everyone! <3

It’s been a while since my last masterpost and I figured now would be the perfect time to post this anyway since... you know... after today, there will be no more of the real thing. So consider this as a kind of fix-it gift from moi, which you can devour when we’re all sad about the show ending. I would include the cheesy ‘Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened’ quote, but that would be kind of hypocritic since I’m already bawling my eyes out myself, so... yeah. Enjoy these fics at least! :)

Lastly, Skam might be ending, but I promise you we’re not going anywhere... As long as there are fics to recommend, we’ll be here with new rec lists at hand & ready to reply to all your asks/requests! 

As always, the list is divided into oneshots and chaptered fics.  My personal favorites are tagged with a “ ★ ”. Completed chaptered fics are tagged with a “ ✓ ”.

Now, without further ado, all the fics can be found under the cut. Have fun!

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ONESHOTS:

i could probably just curl up in you. by milominderbinder Summary: Isak is away at a cabin with the guys when he gets a text from Even. “hey, babe, did you take my favourite hoodie?” He is, of course, outraged that Even would accuse him of such treachery. The fact that Isak is wearing the hoodie at that very moment has nothing to do with it.

take it slowly darling, this time i'm feeling a change by ahana Summary: The first time he saw Isak Valtersen.

It's Okay to Not be Okay by okaywhateverokayyes Summary: Isak's thinking about the pieces of paper that Even still leaves him in the morning- about parallel universes and how he writes all these words that somehow are strung together to sound more articulate than Isak could ever make them sound- And it dawns upon him, what all of it means.

when your heart is bleeding, i'm coming to get you by cosetties ★ Summary: uni!au; Isak doesn't exactly expect his hookup from last week to be the love advice columnist at the school newspaper he's working at. He also doesn't expect to fall even harder for him than he already has, which is a shame, really, since Even's crushing on someone else.

i never sleep (‘cause sleep is the cousin of death) by Evenbechbaesheim Summary: Isak’s just had enough. He can’t fucking sleep. It’s never been this bad, and with the doctors news, he fears it’s about to get a whole whole lot worse.

and now my heart is ready by verlore_poplap ★ Summary: Isak's only eighteen, Even proposes a lot, everybody cries and - surprisingly - no one makes a joke about Isak being a teenage bride.

scream for air to breathe by highpraises Summary: “Can I fuck you?” Even asks, fingers mapping out the soft skin Isak bares to him, squeezing and kneading as he licks a stripe up his neck. “What else do you think I’m here for?” His voice is quiet and Even grins at him before pushing him back onto his bed. Even never dropped out of Bakka and meets 16-year-old Isak at a party.

the best place to begin by milominderbinder Summary: It's funny how fast you develop habits when you live with someone.

Where There's Tea, There's Hope by colazitron Summary: Isak knows how to boil water, he promises. He understands the basic concepts of physics, okay?

and i'm so proud (of being loved by you). by milominderbinder Summary: Isak's eighteenth birthday is only three days before Oslo's pride parade. To Eskild, Even, and the rest of his ridiculous friends, this apparently makes it the perfect opportunity to combine celebrations.

almost like calling it love by piginawig Summary: fake dating!au; “I have to go to the party,” he stated. “I have to show him that I’m okay, I’m pre-med with perfect grades and yeah, maybe I’m single, but-“ “What if you weren’t single?” Even said suddenly, biting his lip.Isak choked. “Um, what?” “Like, what if you took a boyfriend to the party?” “I don’t have a boyfriend, Even,” he said, frowning. Even didn’t look deterred. “What?” “I could be your boyfriend.” Isak choked again. “Like, pretend,” Even clarified, and Isak felt slightly sick.

I'd follow you anywhere by reasoniwantyoutostay Summary: Even bounded up the 4 flights of stairs to their apartment. As he reached for his key to unlock the door he paused. Was that music coming from their apartment? He leaned his ear against the door and then pulled back with a confused look. Maybe Isak was watching TV? But why would he be watching that?

(Drunk) In Love by verlore_poplap Summary: Isak falls in love at first sight. Too bad he's drunk off his ass when it happens.

The Dials of Life by wordsarelifealways Summary: Isak has lived with Asperger's his whole life, and without a doubt his least favourite part is the hypersensitive times.

Who, With Pancakes, Is Poor? by colazitron Summary: When Isak wakes up, it's to a warm, sunny day, and his boyfriend making pancakes. What could be better than that?

take it in your heart now, lover by cuddlesevak Summary: Isak's date doesn't show up so he calls a cab, and the cute taxi dirver takes him to a lot of places in just one night.

the adventures of stanley the matchmaking parrot by hippopotamus ★ Summary: In which Even and Isak are ridiculously obvious, and Jonas’ wingman skills are second only to a parrot’s.

if you know you're in love and he feel like the one by highpraises Summary: “Are we going to your place?” Isak asks, when they’ve been driving for just a couple of minutes. “Nah, my parents are home,” He says softly, running his thumb over the ridges of Isak’s knuckles. Isak’s brow furrows and he chews his lip to the side, humming lowly. “So… the car? We’ll park somewhere?” Isak asks, smiling shyly.

home is wherever i'm with you. by milominderbinder Summary: Everyone seems to assume it's Even who asks first. Even is the romantic, after all; he's the one who does impulsive things, and he's the one who talks about the future like it's inevitable. It only makes sense that he'd be the one to first think up such a seemingly ill-advised idea. But actually, it's Isak who turns around one night when they're cuddling in Even’s bunk bed, Even’s hand twined in Isak’s curls and guitar music playing in the background, and asks, “Do you want move in together?”

La Ritournelle by Tristeza ★ Summary: Isak and Even are exes. A funeral brings them back together.

Forget The World by verlore_poplap ★   Summary: Hence, Isak resigned himself to being the ninth wheel and consoled himself with the knowledge that Even was always good for some solid kush and he'd just light up for four days straight. The more he thought about it, the better it sounded in Isak's head. Yeah. This weekend was going to be fucking awesome.

slid the panties right to the side, ain't got the time to take draws off by highpraises Summary: A self indulgent (sexual) day in the life of Isak and Even.

Beat that Record by Dutten Summary: Fuck Jonas. All of this is his fault. Fucking Jonas. Or, the one where Jonas tells the squad about making a girl come untouched more than once and Even gets ideas.

keys to the universe by idontshaveforsher_yesyoudo Summary: "The day the pride parade takes place is beautiful.” Or, Isak and Even at pride. There's glitter, pan pride and dancing and everyone is happy.

you can keep me up (keep me up all night). by milominderbinder Summary: neighbors!au; Isak Valtersen has a nemesis, and it's whoever lives above his room at the kollektiv. Every night, all he can hear is loud, endless mystery noises. Has his neighbour taken up carpentry? Trampolining? Raising cats? Whatever it is, Isak is both pissed off and sleep deprived, and it's not a good combination.Unfortunately, most of that anger goes away the moment he meets Even Bech Næsheim. He might be a bit too cute to count as a nemesis.

i fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard by highpraises ★ Summary: Isak turns his head, and looks directly into Even’s eyes for the first time since he sank into the tub. “You’ll take care of me,” Isak says stupidly. “Yes,” Even agrees immediately. He leans forward and kisses Isak on the mouth, and then adds, “Endlessly.” “Take care of me,” Isak whispers, lids heavy and breaths coming out quicker already.

you're the one i wanna grey with by cosetties ★ Summary: They've only been dating a month, so Isak shouldn't be pathetic enough to miss Even this much when he's only gone for a weekend. They're taking this completely chill, but Isak is starting to realize that he has no chill when it comes to Even.

hey good looking, what you got cooking. by milominderbinder Summary: “The first rule of cooking,” Even says, looking Isak very seriously in the eyes and handing him a spatula, “Is to always be prepared for anything.” Isak blinks. He accepts the spatula, but considering they aren't even stood in the kitchen yet, he's not particularly sure what he's supposed to do with it. “I feel like that's not the first rule of cooking. Isn't the first rule of cooking probably something to do with not giving people food poisoning or chopping your finger off with a meat knife or something?”

would you do me the honors? by cammm Summary: Even loves Isak. So much that he's going to ask him to marry him. He gets some of their friends involved to help him make this happen. He wants everything to be perfect. Isak gets a text from Even telling him to come meet him in the bathroom they met at Nissen. Confused, Isak goes. Only, Even isn't there. Jonas is. Which leads him here and there collecting roses and notes at locations that hold memories. Many of the big pivotal moments for Isak and Even are revisited, leading up to an Evak proposal.

Call me when you've broken up with your girlfriend. by kingkylo Summary: What if Even had never showed up to Isak's place the night of that pre-game? What if Isak learned to move on, and three years later, gets a message from an unknown number. And that number just so happens to be Even.

Home by unsungyellowraincoat Summary: Eskild visits Isak and Even's home for the first time.

another breath and i'm up another level. by milominderbinder Summary: They pass the joint back and forth for a little while, mostly quiet, until they've both had enough to start feeling a little buzzed. It's a cool summer evening, not cold but with a gentle breeze washing over them through the open doors, and they have nowhere to be. Nothing is urgent, and right in that moment, they can both just completely chill. Then Even looks up and says, “Wanna shotgun?” Isak’s mouth goes dry.

Hugs Heal All by smilexdarling Summary: Isak and Even have an argument, so obviously they hug it out the next day like the soft boyfriends they are.

Hold On Tight, It's a Roller Coaster Ride We're On by sugarbeat24 ★ Summary: Isak finds himself in line for a roller coaster because of a bet. He meets Even, who is determined to help him concur his fears and help him win that bet! “And what was the bet exactly?” “That I wouldn’t be able to ride the Top Thrill Dragster without chickening out or throwing up,” Isak grimaced.

city of stars, are you shining just for me? by cuddlesevak Summary: Isak and Even have sex for the first time and it's an emotional rollercoaster for both of them. One that ends up being the best thing that's ever happened.

i put my make up on, it's friday night and i won't be long by lovedisak Summary: The first time Isak tries make up is when he's dating Sara. Or, Isak's journey wearing make up.

A cloud of smoke by ForEvenAndEver (yuraxchan) Summary: “I've made a list of pros and cons of why you should stop smoking, babe.” Isak grabs a paper folded in four conveniently left on the table the night before, clears his throat and looks at Even to make sure he's listening. He is, of course. Although, he looks adorably confused this early in the morning. Isak stares at him for longer than necessary, admiring the view of Even with puffy eyes and his hair in disarray, still rumpled from sleep. Or, Isak tries to make Even stop smoking by using his charms as a distraction.

tell me who the fuck you wanna be by thekardemomme Summary: In Isak's very, very short life, he's only kissed four people. He hasn't stopped kissing Even.

love must be made, and made new (all the time). by milominderbinder Summary: After moving in to their new apartment together, Isak and Even go grocery shopping for the first time. Featuring: illegible shopping lists, Even's weird food obsessions, and a conversation about what, exactly, it takes to make a home.

Spaces Between Us by allyasavedtheday ★ Summary: Isak cuddles into him, nosing at Even’s cheek and leaning their temples together. “I think they miss you.” “Really?” he whispers, hardly daring to hope.Isak nods against him. “They asked if you’d want to see them again.” “What did you say?” “I said it’s up to you.” * A fix-it fic for Even's storyline in season 4.

boy, you make me make bad decisions by hippopotamus Summary: uni!au; In which Isak is way too drunk, way too dramatic, and his ex is making out with someone else.

The Way To A Boy's Heart by GayaIsANerd Summary: “Stop that, you’re messing up your hair, and we both know how much work that takes!” Isak took his hand and hugged Even from behind. “It’s good! Everyone loves your pasta. You don’t have to impress anyone, it’s just Sana and Yousef. It will be okay.” “Promise?” “Promise!”

Boys of Summer by XioNin Summary: Even has no idea why he's standing in a room full of pretty, shirtless boys, but he is not complaining. 

i won't deny it, i'm not trying to hide it by highpraises Summary: Even traces his fingers along the choker and Isak digs his nails into his shoulders as Even slips his fingers beneath it, tightening it just enough for Isak to squirm, his laughter dying out. “Even.” “Do you like that?” “Yes,” Isak whispers breathlessly. Or, snapshot fic of Isak and Even's sex life, featuring chokers.

take me over, take me in. by milominderbinder Summary: Eskild is suddenly waving the order ticket in front of his face, and -- oh. Right there, in the little box on the online order form that says ‘Delivery instructions?’ someone has typed out, send the cute delivery boy. This is why Isak hates online orders. Nobody would ever say something like that if they actually had to call up and ask, but a picture of someone putting that special request had gone viral or something, because now it seems like they get some idiot asking for a cute delivery boy basically every week.

chokers and crop tops by cammm Summary: Isak wants to surprise Even with wearing a crop top and a choker in bed, so he turns to the people he knows can help him out: Eva, Noora, and Vilde.

He’s too good for me by JulietteGD Summary: Isak’s reaction to The Video.

somebody in here, it’s your birthday. by milominderbinder Summary: On the morning of Isak’s eighteenth birthday, he wakes up early – to the sound of someone relentlessly calling his name, the smell of waffles, and the sight of a very beautiful boyfriend, already fully dressed and beaming the crinkly-eyed smile Isak loves so much, with an armful of terribly wrapped presents. It turns out, Even has a few surprises in store.

it’s my birthday and i’ll get fucked if i want to by highpraises Summary: "Should we go?“ “We can’t go, it’s your birthday.” “I get to decide, it’s my birthday.”

audience of one by verlore_poplap Summary: The morning after his eighteenth birthday, Isak reflects on his new favorite film, The boy who couldn’t hold his breath under water.

let us cling together as the years go by by sargentblue ★ Summary: It’s been sitting in Even’s front pocket for a while. He could feel the weight of it against his leg throughout the day, and Even feels like it sticks out like a sore thumb, but Isak (or anyone else, for that matter) hasn’t noticed.It’s not surprising, really. Isak is not very observant at the best of times and the only time he really notices if anything is going on in Even’s pants is for very different reasons. Very different indeed. It’s safe to say Even’s a little bit on edge for the duration of the gathering. Asking someone to marry you is no small feat. * (Or: Even proposes on Isak’s birthday.)

meet you under the summer sun. by milominderbinder ★ Summary: Oslo is struck with a heatwave. Even and Isak try a few different ways of keeping cool.

here, on bended knee by thekardemomme Summary: “So.. You've been hiding a ring for an indeterminate amount of time and your secret was exposed from your friend trying to hijack the sex toy he gave you for use on poor freshmen pledges?” “You really have a knack for making situations sound totally ridiculous, but. Yes, that's the gist of what went down.” Or; Jonas tries to find handcuffs in Isak's closet. Instead, he finds something else.

It’s easy come, never go by LostInAdmiration Summary: Being a parent was terrifying. It was exhausting and stressful and Isak hadn’t slept properly in weeks. He barely felt like he could take care of himself, so taking care of such a small thing that totally relied on him was truly nerve-wracking. Isak relayed all of this to Jonas during their weekly meet up. It had become more like monthly, since Jonas lived a few hours away from their home town now, and Isak was always so busy. Still, every time they reunited it was like no time had passed at all. Jonas snorted and rolled his eyes as Isak complained. “He’s a dog, Isak, not a baby.”

21 Roses by germericangirl Summary: Even is thinking of a great gift for Isak's 19th birthday, and what would be better than a marriage proposal?

special collections by kittpurrson Summary: uni!au; The one where Even is a) a virgin, b) a librarian, and c) hopelessly into Isak Valtersen.

Dundyne, sval by colazitron Summary: Since it's summer now, Even suggests they get a summer duvet. A double, of course, because sharing is caring. That means a trip to IKEA. 

Save the Date by tangledupin_blue Summary: The proposal. Isak was silently glad there was no balcony or nudity involved. In fact, he was a little surprised by the simplicity of the proposal, after all the grand gestures Even had made in the last few years for birthdays, anniversaries and reunions.

The Way You Say I Love You by piginawig Summary: All the ways Isak and Even say "I love you". A series of AU drabbles.

The First Rule of Fight Club by HazyCosmicJive Summary: Isak starts working out at a Gym to relieve stress and becomes smitten by one of the regular boxers.

Don't Wanna Walk Alone by cwtalton Summary: "I will, you know," Isak says. "Will what?" Even asks, confused. "Marry you."

CHAPTERED:

Rays of Sunshine and Blood by nenela16 Summary: Even sees an angel in the bus and can't stop thinking about him. The angel makes his soul less dark but he doesn't know if it is enough to save him.

You and Me, We're Crazy by wylielx Summary: mental institution!au; So, he climbed and the realization hit him. A bird was flying over his head and he knew that this would be the only way. He reached the top and smiled as the sun smiled back at him. He spread his arms out and let himself be taken by gravity. His smile faded when another realization hit him. He wasn’t flying. Or, Even checks himself into a mental institution after a fairly bad episode and nothing seems to change until it does.

Drowning in your love by depressed_mermaid_53 Summary: Even is captain of the swim team. Isak and the boy squad join the team. In this universe a pool is a bigger part of their story.

Doctor Patient Confidentiality by skambition ★ ✓ Summary: “Male, maybe late 20s, didn’t carry an ID. Was hit by a car. Broken ribs, lots of internal bleeding, his left hand needs some work, a lot of crushed bones. Punctured lung. His heart frequency shows irregularities, but we’re not sure why. Unconscious. The driver called, he’s in surgery, too.” “Okay, thanks”, Isak said, got his rubber gloves and went into the OR. He was good at fixing people. And he knew it.

Let It Be (All Night) by verlore_poplap ✓ Summary: A collection of (steamy) oneshots in which Isak rides Even, they have honeymoon sex, Even finds Isak's sex toy, there's porn with feelings, dysfunctional dynamics and Even bottoming for the first time. Mostly in that order.

Stars Shine Bright Above Me by bashfulisak ✓ Summary: childhood friends!au; For once in his life, Isak Valtersen knew what it was like to have a best friend. Many, actually. But Even was special to him in a way he didn't quite understand. So many mixed feelings and emotions at once, but Isak being the young boy he was ignored them. When Even has to move a few days before they start middle school together, Isak is crushed and has not the slightest clue how he's going to make it without him by his side. All alone, by himself, the only thing reminding him that Even is out there somewhere is the stars that shine bright above his head and he knows deep down Even is staring at the same sky, but day and night don't matter.

tethered by verlore_poplap Summary: Isak's sixteen years old when he realizes he's in love with his teacher.

take me to the stars by iriswests ★ Summary: HateToLove!au & friends with benefits!au; Isak thinks Even is pretentious and impractical. Even thinks Isak is arrogant and uptight. They’re not each other’s biggest fans, even if they do happen to have spectacular sex on a very, very drunken night. And Isak doesn’t mean to do it again, but he does, anyway, so now they’re establishing ground rules and deciding that maybe they can keep doing this, no strings attached, no commitments, no feelings, and, most importantly, no need to stop disliking each other. And then it’s not quite that simple anymore.

Out of my reach, but always in my eye line by Anonymous Summary: Even can read minds, until the day he can't. He can't tell what's so special about that blond boy. It shouldn't be that big of a deal but Even soon finds himself obsessed.

Never knew how much it meant to you by Rosycheeksandfreckles Summary: “Jeavla drittseck”, I say to the guy who walked into me. Or did I walk into him. Yeah that’s probably what happened. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve looked where I was going”, I say with a smile and the guy smiles back and smirks. “You should be careful with what you say. Maybe you bump into someone who understands you”, he says in Norwegian. And then it hits me. Fuck. Me.

Coffee's For Closers by BeccyTheChopper Summary: coffee shop!au; Isak is struggling to recover from the mess he made over his crush on Jonas, when he meets a cute and flirty barista.

get you wild, make you leave by Evenbechbaesheim ✓ Summary: Not much is different. Just, Isak and Even meet a few years later than planned, and it isn’t at kosegruppa. It’s at a drug addicts anonymous meeting.

These Mountains To Move by verlore_poplap ★ Summary: soulmates!au; Isak's not even sixteen yet and his life's already screwed. Apparently that Hollywood actor guy-- Even Bech Næsheim-- is his soulmate? Excuse him but... what the hell?!

It's Like Here by sasnill ✓ Summary: Late nights, mountains, creative endeavours, an ever-expanding to-watch list and the future: a quiet weekend.

you're everything, everything by isakbechnaesheim Summary: “Wait, how does he have normal classes? He can’t hear.” “Isak, you small baby. Could you get any more ignorant. He has an interpreter! Ya know, sign language?” Magnus then proceeds to make a bunch of ridiculous made up hand signals, including some crude ones. Jonas chokes on his beer laughing. “Okay, whatever. Get out of my house you assholes.”

Let Me In by milk_o_vich ✓ Summary: “What are you doing here?” Isak asked, unable to keep the anger out of his voice. Even’s eyes were wide and a little unfocused, flitting over Isak nervously. He was quiet for a long time, rain hitting the pavement outside, and Isak became kind of aware that Even must be freezing in his thin, damp t-shirt. Even pressed his lips together, then said, voice hoarse and quiet, “Can I stay here tonight?”

I'll Never Let Go by lovelyevak Summary: Titanic!au; Prince Isak Valtersen was boarding the titanic as an engaged man, and well not a happy one for that matter. Even Bech Næsheim was looking for adventure, and better days so he knew gambling away both his and his best friend Jonas's money was the best idea, especially after seeing that beautiful boy get on the ship. They once said the heart is as deep as the ocean, and it was true. They never let go.

Never Have I Ever by Sabeley ★ ✓ Summary: roommates!au & friends with benefits!au; "What's it like to kiss a boy?" "I could show you." Or the one where Isak and Even are roommates who make out on occasion (in a completely platonic way, of course).

All of Your Pieces by lowbutliving Summary: uni!au; Even’s world is turned upside down in a matter of minutes his first day back at uni. What was going to be an easy year turns out to be a lot more complicated, when he suddenly sees a boy who soon is all he can think about. The worst part of it is, he doesn’t even know his name. Or: Even and Isak are low-key stalking each other, but none of them have the courage to take the first step.

Summer Love by Chips2 ★ Summary: Even has just finished University. He decides to spend summer at his parent's holiday house in the Norwegian countryside where he has been coming since childhood. He knows Isak, one of the locals, who has recently graduated from high school and is spending his break helping his dad out at his kayak shop. Or, two boys from different backgrounds, both embarking on new chapters in their lives who find their worlds intertwined during their holidays and on one particularly hot summer break.

will you share your soul with me? by hippopotamus ★ ✓ Summary: There’s a school camping trip at the beginning of Isak’s second year. He’s not sure why he agrees to go, especially when he remembers how difficult it is for him to sleep anywhere that isn’t his own bed. It turns out he’s not the only insomniac on the trip.

I Would Do It Again by cuteandtwisted ★ Summary: dare!au & uni!au; "I dare you to hook up with him." "What? The blonde guy?" "Yes, the blonde guy." Or Even gets caught up in a dare, and Isak loses a little bit of himself in the process.

Library Science by paytontanner Summary: Eskild gets Isak a job at the library. Isak knows Even from the school hallways, but he gets to know him when he starts checking out books at the library. And Even is definitely there just to check out the reading materials. And not to get Isak to fall in love.

stay a minute by grinsekaetzchen ★ ✓ Summary: "The leads of Even Bech Næsheim’s new 'Romeo and Juliet' adaption were announced yesterday, with Eva Kviig Mohn taking to Twitter to confirm, ‘Looking forward to playing Julieeeeet’. Her fellow Romeo was announced shortly after to be Isak Valtersen, which his publicist confirmed today. It seems that this will be Norway’s new star-crossed pair of lovers." In which there is a tumblr fandom that is dying every time new information for said version of 'Romeo and Juliet' drops, Even is a beloved director and Isak - well, Isak would just really appreciate it if his mind would stop surprising him with memories at the worst moments possible.

to the bone by cabret ✓ Summary: It’s going to be a grey day, Even thinks. It’ll be one of those. All ash in the wake and none of the fire from before.

now you're covered in the colours by agonied Summary: The one in which Even sees the world in colours.

safe by cammm Summary: uni!au & neighbors!au; Isak had never even met Even before, but there he was, pretending to be Isak's boyfriend to get him out of an uncomfortable situation. Is this the birth of something... new? Fresh? Magical? 

Things I Yearn to Remember by daigina Summary: Anastasia!au;  In the midst of a revolution, the royal family of Norway is executed. But rumor has it the Crown Prince's body was never found. A decade later, and two poor conmen need tickets out of Norway, where the political climate grows tougher each day, and a whole lof of money. Their answer lies in a poor shop assistant with golden curls a lost look in his eyes.

Gratulerer Med Dagen, My Isak by XioNin ✓ Summary: It’s Isak’s 18th birthday.

Old Money by twentyonetwentyone ★ Summary: Pretty Woman!au; After a series of hardships and childhood trauma, Isak Valtersen is forced into the gruelling world of street prostitution, a nightmare in which he feels completely alone. Even Bech Næsheim is the bored adolescent heir to a billion dollar empire, living in a penthouse and listlessly spending his parents money in attempts to ease the existential despair. When Even pulls up to Isak's corner in the early hours of a dreary Thursday morning, neither of them can expect how similar their respective desires are, despite their vastly different social rankings.

Bassline by riyku Summary: Isak opens up the email from his editor, skims through it for the tenth time, snagging to a stop on phrases like serial piece and North American tour coverage, boots on the ground and big opportunity. His response is quick and vague, that he'll let her know tomorrow morning, although he's known the answer from the jump. (Or, Isak is a Norwegian ex-pat, fresh out of NYU with a journalism internship, who bags an assignment covering a band from his former hometown of Oslo on their first North American tour. It takes him about three seconds to realize he kinda has a thing for the bass player).

–A