#we had every day planned to eat outside but some days we were so tired we just ordered döner or pizza to the hotel OTZ

[meru90]

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i forgot to post my table on here cause i mostly had zero internet connection lmaoo but yehh dokomi is over and I’m still kinda overwhelmed by all the support and sweet people visiting my booth, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!it was once again such a fun experience 💜💜💜💜💜 aghhh it's so exhausting and i wish i had more time to walk around but also so much fun

[potofstewie]

The Mechanic

The Lowdown: All you wanted was to get your tire fixed on this hot summer day...and maybe a lil something extra to beat the heat. Luckily, your trusty mechanic Haganezuka Hotaru knows just what you need.

The things to know: AFAB!Reader, chubby!Reader, Blackfem!Reader, Teasing, both Reader and Hotaru are in their late twenties, hair pulling (m. receiving), domish!Hotaru, choking, missionary, body worship, fingering, cunnilingus, creampie, overstimulation, attempted murder

Pairing: Mechanic!Haganezuka x Reader

W/C: 4.2K

A/N: This was, a 4-month struggle. Motivation was at an all time low, went on hiatus, reblogs were/still are scarce and I was in the lows. But then I said "you know what, my babies need to eat. I have to do what I have to do to make sure we eat." So I popped my pussy on this because as a mother I make sure my babies are fed their fanfiction. This fic was inspired by the above panel from GANSTA. ANYWAY ENJOY MWUAH

“Hey, Haganezuka!” 

You lifted your gaze towards an annoyed Kanamori who stood in the doorway of the mechanic shop. “It’s 97° right now! I’m leaving for the day so take a break, you hear Haganezuka?! That goes for you too, y/n! Don’t be a stubborn idiot like him!” He nagged before retreating into the air conditioned shop, not caring to wait on a reaction from the two of you. A soft sigh left your glossed lips as you gazed upwards into the cloudless summer sky, the sun harshly beating down upon the earth. All you wanted to do was get your tire changed but alas, Hotaru Haganezuka had other plans.

You had to agree with Kanamori, it was way too hot to be outside. Especially when you’re standing in a shadeless mechanic lot watching the very man that insisted on doing every little thing possible to your car from checking the oil to changing the battery. “Don’t be an idiot, a mechanic must always check these things! Just leave it to me!” Is what he proclaimed, arguing that you should be grateful that he was willing to do so much on the spot. Contemplating Kanamori’s demand, you looked back down at Hotaru, working in a silent frenzy as he changed your battery. 

You couldn’t tell if it was due to the heat or your emotions, but you felt your cheeks burn as you watched him. You didn’t mind admitting it, Hotaru was a bit of a looker; especially now. His long black hair had been tied back in a bun, loose strands sticking out and some on his forehead while his thick sharp-angled eyebrows furrowed in concentration. A black t-shirt rested on the back of his neck leaving his muscled torso exposed to the sweltering heat; the top part of his mechanics jumpsuit tied around his waist. Wiping the sweat off your chest with your tank top, you watched in silent awe as a single trail of sweat ran down his arm; bicep flexing with every crank of the ratchet. 

“Aren’t you gonna go inside?” You asked, watching his glove covered hands work with practiced movements. You stopped yourself from sighing as the image of his fingers rapidly pumping into your sopping pussy entered your mind. Instinctively gripping the bottom of your shorts, you tried to keep yourself in check, pussy squeezing at nothing but disappointing air. For about a year now you’ve had a thing for Hotaru. However, with his stand-off nature and how busy he was, it was a bit difficult to get closer with him on a more personal level. 

A throb rang inside you as you watched Hotaru slowly stand at his full height, leaning back slightly as desired hands held the old battery. “I’m busy. Why don’t you go in?” He wiped a few strands of hair away from his forehead as he set down the battery and picked up the new one, his sharp hazel eyes side-eyeing you from a half-lidded gaze. “It’s not like you’re doing anything. You’re just torturing yourself with this damn heat.” And with his last word, he leaned back into the engine, eyes focusing on the task at hand. 

You wiped your sweat covered palms on your shorts as you looked towards the street. Despite the heat being troublesome, people still walked around, loud music blaring from passing cars. “You know I only came here to get my tire changed. If anything, you’re the one torturing yourself with all this extra stuff.” You retorted, settling your gaze back to the man next to you as you crossed your arms.

“You should be glad I’m doing this at all. For free, no less.” He mumbled, wagging the ratchet in your direction. You played with the hem of your tank top as Hotaru grabbed his shirt and wiped his face, dark eyes fixated on your plush thighs that soaked in the sunlight, giving them a delectable glow. He softly exhaled as he eyed the bit of fat that spilled from your shorts, the fabric being a little tight on your thighs. He’d give anything to touch your thighs, to have them encase his head as he sucked on your sensitive bud and licked at your drenched folds. To feel your thighs wrap around his waist as he pounded into your tight cunt relentlessly.

“Why for free? Not that I’m complaining.” You inquired, desperately hoping to get a full conversation out of the asocial man while snapping him out of his lewd thoughts. If the conversation wasn’t about cars or the neighborhood kid Tanjiro that accidentally destroyed his prized motorcycle that one time, Hotaru would be a clam. With a sigh, he closed the hood before facing you, finally finished with his self assigned work and leaned on the side of the car.

“Think of it as a one time deal, you are a valued customer after all.” He answered plainly, trying his hardest not to watch a sweat drop disappear down your cleavage. You hummed at his answer, curious eyes traveling across the prominent veins in his crossed forearms. You envisioned his work worn fingers encasing your throat, his words almost going out one ear. “However, I wouldn’t mind some dango as payment.” 

“Just..dango?” You stepped closer to him, confidence flowing through your veins. Maybe it was the heat getting to you or the boredom of doing nothing except standing around, you didn’t know exactly what came over you. But you hoped that maybe he too was on the same page. You couldn’t be any more right. With the ghost of a smirk, Hotaru uncrossed his arms and closed the gap between you both, the smell of his cologne wafting into your nose. You felt immense heat rise to your cheeks as he slowly took off a glove, one by one pulling it from his fingers, his eyes never leaving yours. 

“You got something better?” One glove off, the other to go. You bit your bottom lip slightly as you nodded, your cherry flavored lip gloss enchanting him. With his pointer finger and thumb loose in his glove, Hotaru scoffed, happy about the new direction the day was taking. “You wanna show me, pretty girl?” With a quick tug, he finally took off his glove and shoved them in his back pocket before quickly pulling you closer, evoking a soft gasp from your lips. As a soft hum rumbled from his chest, his rough hands found refuge on your soft and plump ass; rubbing it in slow, small circles with slight pressure from the base of his palms as if he was a masseuse. 

“But, we’re out in public..” You said slowly, trying to remind him of where the two of you were but you couldn’t help but stare deeply into his lust filled eyes, his gaze slowly lowering to your agape lips. With an answering hum, Hotaru squeezed your ass slightly before placing his thumb under the hem of your shorts, the digit rubbing the lace on your underwear. 

“So?” He said simply, thumb and finger lightly tilting your chin up as he inched his lips closer to yours. “Let ‘em watch.” And with a short exhale, his soft lips crashed with yours; your lip gloss making its sticky mark on him. A soft moan escaped your throat as his tongue swiped at your bottom lip; asking for permission. You felt another, more harsh, squeeze on your ass as you caved in and gave him entry, his tongue immediately exploring and dancing with your own. The warmth of his velvet lips did nothing but cause you to sink further into the addictive feeling of lust that overwhelmed your senses. You were caught in a mind numbing daze as Hotaru finally pulled back from the intense kiss, a string of saliva connecting the both of you. 

As soft pants left your messy lips, he left a small, ticklish kiss to your neck. “I don’t wanna give them an entire show..c’mon.” With a sly smile and his hands still cradling your ass, Hotaru began to walk towards the shop, forcing you to awkwardly walk backwards. A chuckle left Hotaru as he relished in the awkward position he had you in, finding enjoyment in your flustered expression. 

“Hotaru..” You pleaded, your mind buzzing with the endless things that could happen, your pussy pulsating with every step taken towards the office and light squeeze Hotaru would gift to your plump ass. Once you both crossed the threshold to the messy office, his lips immediately found yours again, lightly nipping at your bottom lip as he pushed the door closed with his foot and guiding you to the messy desk. Momentarily removing himself from the sweet taste of your lips, Hotaru wiped off all the papers that were strewn on the desk before roughly planting your ass on the width of the dark wood; eyes swimming with carnal desire. 

Rubbing his hands up and down your thighs, Hotaru left a hot kiss on your clavicle before latching on and evoking a soft moan from your mouth. Kicking off your slides as your nimble hands snaked their way up to his neck, pulling off the shirt that he left there before tangling your fingers into his dark hair. You tugged gently at his scalp as he started peppering his bites and kisses all over your chest, a low groan slowly leaving his body. Pulling away once more, his eyes zeroed in on the cute stomach pudge you had. He wanted to run his rough hands over the soft body part and be hypnotized by it. Lifting off your tank top and pulling down your bra, Hotaru dived back in for his new target, mouth latching onto your nipple, his tongue running over your dark areola.

A saccharine moan was ripped from you as you felt his teeth nip and pull at the hardened numb while his rough hands unclasped and threw your bra to the side before gently pressing on your stomach, urging you to lay back. Following his command, you could feel his hands snake even lower, fingers tugging both your shorts and panties off. On instinct you widened your legs, the cold air kissing your folds while Hotaru brought his waist closer between your legs, still preoccupied by your irresistible breasts. Placing more kisses, Hotaru trailed them upward to your neck before stopping, his thumb lightly touching your clit. You released a soft whine as his thumb slowly started to massage your clit in small circles.

As his mouth left marks upon your neck, your hand gripped his forearm as you felt his fingers slowly enter into you. Feeling a sharp canine graze your warm skin, you released a soft gasp that signaled Hotaru to pump his fingers into you slowly. Lewd noises echoing in the office with every slow draw back and hard pump his fingers did to your pussy. 

“I know you want more than this, right ma?” He teased, his pants growing tighter as he soaked in your naked body. Fingers prodding your folds and getting themselves coated in your slick only deepened Hotaru’s hunger for you, for your taste. With a slight nod, your hands found themselves fondling your breasts awaiting whatever action this man would do next.

With a deep hum, Hotaru licked his fingers clean of your nectar before trailing more of his hot kisses south. From your neck to your stomach and to the edge of your clit, his searing kisses sent tingles up your spine. As he left kisses on the inside of your thighs, you couldn’t help but squirm a bit, the anticipation killing you. “Don’t rush me, Princess. I’m getting there, just leave it to me, alright?” He spoke, his breath gently gracing your impatient cunt. With another hum, his mouth finally latched onto your pussy, an airy moan leaving your lips. Hotaru’s tongue ran itself over and between your folds that were accompanied with intervals of harsh sucking to your clit. 

Soft mewls drifted from your lips as your fingers traversed and gripped and tugged onto his black locks, undoing his bun further while your other hand kneaded and rolled one of your abandoned breasts. His rough hands held your thighs with an iron grip as you squirmed and relished in the feeling of his warm tongue gliding in between your folds, drinking in your nectar. With a final suck on your clit, Hotaru began dragging his tongue upwards on your body; stopping right in the valley of your breasts as the interesting taste of your cocoa butter lotion settled on his tongue. 

Raising himself up, Hotaru couldn’t help but be immersed in the beauty your body exuded, from the pudge of your stomach to how erect your nipples were as they battled the cold air. Muttering a low “fuck” to himself, he slowly started to undo the sleeves of his jumper that were tied to his waist and watched your once blissed face contort to one of anticipation and desperation. Hotaru knew exactly what he was doing, taking his sweet time, testing you. Seeing how far he can go with his slow, sensual movements before you snapped and pleaded with him to run his rough hands on your body once more. 

With his head tilted down and eyes looking up at your face through his dark lashes, his hands languidly freed himself from his clothing, the ghost of a smirk gracing his façade as he watched you take in the view. Your body shivered with both excitement and worry as he finally stood before you in the nude. A dark happy trail guided your curious eyes downwards to his hardened dick. In all its 8-inch glory, his hardened dick carried a bead of precum on its reddened mushroom tip; a large vein adorning its underside. With a bit lip, you watched with desire as he lined himself to your entrance but stopped abruptly, tip a mere hair breadth from your impatient and needy cunt. It was almost like a shot of molten lava coursed through your veins when your eyes angrily shot up to his face and witnessed his mouth slowly form into that of a mocking smile; mischief ladened eyes watching your reaction. 

“Are you fucking for real right now? You’re a fucking di-” Your insult was cut with a breathy inhale as you felt his cock finally enter your sopping cunt, the stretch giving you a burning yet intoxicating sensation. A shuddered breath of pleasure morphed into a low chuckle as Hotaru relished in both your reaction to his cruel teasing and to the feeling of his cock slowly being engulfed by your warm walls. His rough hands held you by your waist, eyes watching your chest shudder with each inching movement within your pussy. 

“What was that? I didn’t hear you..” Hotaru teased as your hands encased his own as his pelvis finally met with your skin. With a slow sigh, Hotaru rubbed his thumbs on your hip bones, giving you a chance to get used to his size. Giving you a chance to talk more shit. 

“C’mon, tell me what you were gonna say, I wanna know..” He mocked as he slowly drew his hips back, the feeling of his thick cock dragging along the ridges of your pussy eliciting a soft moan from you. You squeezed his fingers as you screwed your eyes shut, trying your hardest to contain your annoyance. Despite how much you hated the teasing and mocking Hotaru has been doing thus far, you couldn’t help but enjoy the throbs his cruel actions gave to your pussy. 

“I-I said you’re a fucking dick!” Your declaration ended in a squeaked out high note as Hotaru harshly thrusted into you, the desk creaking with his action of shutting you up. Choked out gasps and mewls from your gloss smeared lips interlaced with that of the creaking wood as Hotaru began his cruel treatment to your squelching pussy. Your legs quickly wrapped around his waist as your pussy finally got what it had longed for.

Admittedly, you didn’t know what you were expecting when this moment finally arrived. Yes, you had your expectations in the dark of night when your fingers occupied the warm and soft confinements of your pussy; your mind thinking nothing but how big you hoped he was, if he was either a rough and carnal lover or a slow sensual one, even if he preferred doggy over missionary. But this, ohh, this was beyond your expectations. The pulses of pleasure that emitted from your pussy and traveled throughout your nervous system, the iron grip he had on your waist, and the low grunts and groans rumbling from your favorite mechanic was nothing you expected yet all that you had dreamed for. 

An airy chuckle escaped Hotaru’s lips as he sank further into the pure bliss of his cock being squeezed by your greedy cunt, a nice coating of your cream decorating his equally pleasure hungry cock. The sight of that alone sent shockwaves throughout his body, urging him to thrust faster. Removing his bruising grip on your waist, he unwrapped your legs from his body and pushed them towards your head; work worn hands holding the backs of your knees as sweet moans fell from your mouth at the newfound depth, Hotaru swearing under his breath as he felt his tip give your cervix bruising kisses. 

“Look at all that fucking cream..acting like you can’t stand me, shit..” A rumbling groan interrupted Hotaru’s dirty mocking, the tightness of your pussy nearly sending him into a nonverbal state. “But I know that if I stopped, you’d beg for more..” Hotaru leaned forward, pressing a lopsided kiss to the side of your knee as he drank in your cock drunk expression; lidded eyes rolling back and staccato moans wavering from your agape mouth. Hotaru’s eyebrows twitched in annoyance with your lack of answer, his hips abruptly stopping as a hand encased your throat. 

“Hey, answer me. I won’t start again if I don’t get an answer.” He demanded, ignoring how your abandoned leg pitifully kicked in the air for his grasp again. Your mind was too fuzzy to properly grasp just what was going on, but a quick squeeze to your throat brought you to attention. “You gonna beg for more, mama?” The belittling question dripped from Hotaru’s mouth like honey as you whined, wiggling your waist to finish what you both started. 

“Fuck! Yes, I need you! Please, Hotaru, keep going!” At your wits end, you finally answered the man’s degrading question, body desperately craving for its release. With a satisfied low hum, Hotaru began again but faster; the desk getting louder with each harsh thrust gifted to your needy pussy. You could feel the sticky liquid your pussy oozed out pool onto the desk as Hotaru’s hands nearly folded you in half; the mechanic close to his own relief. 

A rough hand came down to your sticky and stretched pussy, thumb rubbing circles on your sensitive clit that sent bouts of pleasure through your body. Each swift movement his thumb did against your puffy bud, you couldn’t help but have your pelvis follow close behind. His thumb goes up, your hips raise. His thumb goes down, your hips follow. The intricate yet harsh dance your bodies did resounded in the dusty office, the desk crying out from all the force, warning of splintering damage.

Your mechanic was absolutely enchanted with it all. He enjoyed seeing your pussy practically be a suction cup; with each draw back your cunt seemed to hold on, practically begging him to stay inside, begging for him to keep going, begging to be painted white with his seed. “I’ll m-make you feel good..fuck, just leave it to me..” Hotaru promised before folding you even further, lips roughly melding with yours and swallowing every pathetic mewl and moan. His lips traveled to your jaw as your vision became spotted and blurry; your release approaching steadfast. 

“ ‘M gonna- ‘M gonna, fuuck, ‘M-” Your choppy declaration couldn’t leave your spit covered lips properly as each thrust interrupted you and forced you to restart your sentence. If Hotaru had half a mind, he would’ve stopped right in his tracks again and have you plead for your orgasm. Fortunately for you, his own release was nearly there, evident by his thrust getting ever so sloppy with each push into your stretched pussy. 

“Y-yeah? Gonna cum f’me baby?” His words sent a throb to your cunt, your head nodding sluggishly. A breathy chuckle left Hotaru as your hands encased his own that held onto the back of your knees. “Fuuck, you can do it baby..cum on this cock, lemme hear you..” As if on command, your body jerked. A choked, drawn out moan resounded from your mouth as your back arched up, your orgasm running its course through your body. 

You pussy contracted on his dick with every jerk your body did as you endured your powerful yet anticipated release. It felt as if you reached nirvana; bliss being the only thing coursing through your mind. Your mechanic, on the other hand, was starting to lose it. He wanted to keep going, to drag this out as much as possible, but your orgasm did nothing but foil his plan. Sweet, high and barely restrained whimpers tumbled from his lips as he basked in your contractions. 

Coming down from your high, you couldn’t help the tears welling up in your eyes from the overstimulation of his thrusts; Hotaru’s pathetic whimpers coaxing you to pay attention to him, to see your quick to anger, hard to understand and hard to socialize mechanic be reduced to a pitiful state as his orgasm finally arrived. 

Hotaru’s whimpers abruptly stopped as his hips staggered, only producing miniscule thrusts as his hot cum decorated your tight and sopping walls; his fingers twitching with each pulse of cum. As if a switch flipped in his head, your mechanic groaned deeply and loudly as his body lurched forward, subconsciously trying his hardest to go as deep as he possibly could into your cum stuffed pussy. Shaky, heavy pants heaved from him as you groaned softly at the newfound sensation of his cock emptying inside you, some of it oozing out of your cunt. 

Sighing heavily, the spent mechanic slowly and carefully pulled out, eyes entranced by the sight of your mixed liquids stretch into thin lines connecting you two as his cock fully left you. Long, rough fingers lowered themselves to your entrance and separated your folds more, the gentle action sending a slight shockwave through you. He was absolutely enthralled by your gaping and abused cunt. His fingers continued playing in your pussy, ears completely deaf to your moans of overstimulation. 

In and out. In between folds, up and down. Those were the simple yet powerful dance moves Hotaru’s fingers did, his mind blank besides the fascination of seeing your messy cunt decorated. This state of mind was similar to the one he’d be in whenever working on the current machine in the lot. Your legs twitched with each move his fingers did against your battered and bruised pussy. “H-Hotaru, you’re gonna make me cum..” your soft, tearful declaration received no response from the mechanic who was too deep in his work. 

To your, albeit painful, enjoyment, his fingers kept dancing nonstop despite your mewls and words of pleasure. With hitched breaths, you couldn't help the pleasure formed tears decorate your lashes as your second orgasm came fast approaching. Cum coated thumb and pointer finger gently pinched and rubbed your clit, your sensitive and delicate bud eliciting electricity through you. As if on cue with Hotaru’s newfound enjoyment with your clit, your second release finally came. 

Saccharine moans dripped from your mouth as it washed over you, your body shivering with each intense pulse of pleasure. It wasn’t until you reached out and gripped Hotaru’s veiny forearm that he stopped his unintentional torture; his sharp eyes leaving their enchanted state and giving you a look of puzzlement. Hotaru was confused as to why you stopped him. Couldn’t you see he was busy toying with your pussy? “What’s the problem?”

An airy chuckle of disbelief flew from your mouth as you carefully raised yourself up on your elbows, dull pain starting to form below the waist. “You’re awful, y’know that ‘Taru?” Hotaru’s large hand encased yours as he pulled you forward, helping you sit up properly. A slowly growing smirk adorned his face as it finally dawned onto your mechanic what he’d done. 

“What do you me-” Before he could properly feign innocence, a loud crash emitted from outside followed by a loud and rushed ‘I’m so sorry, Haganezuka-San! It happened again!’ You watched your mechanic in absolute confusion as he swore loudly and hastily got dressed, rushing to pull a knife from the desk drawer. “That fucking idiot! Tanjiro! Don’t run away from me!” 

“Wait!-” Your words died out as your ever so hot tempered mechanic ran out, not caring to clean you up or even just talk to you for a bit. You sat there, stumped on what just transpired, your mind running over all the things that happened from watching your crush fix your car, getting absolutely fucked out of your mind by your crush, and watching your crush attempt to murder a child. Truthfully, you wondered if moving forward in the future with him as your new source of pleasure was worth putting up with his attitude. As the dust particles in the air floated and the ticking of the wall clock filled the silence of the room, you reached your firm conclusion.

It’s fucking worth it.

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[specialagentlokitty]

Spike x reader - the perfect not so perfect date

Cool! Can you please write a Spike x reader fic where he tries to surprise her with a date but everything goes wrong so they just go home and watch his stories and eat icecream? Thank you! - Anon💜

Spike wasn’t used to being so romantic with anybody, he wasn’t one to really fawn over his partner but he did like to shower you with gifts and he was extremely protective.

But he wanted to do something special for you since he knew you had been having a tough week, so he was setting up what he saw as the perfect date.

He knew you had a favourite cafe, and a favourite spot in the park, he knew your favourite foods and drinks.

He was going to organise the perfect date for you with every single one of them in it somehow.

While you were busy for the day working, Spike was hard working doing what he could for your perfect date while the sun was up.

Once the sun had set he wasted no time in finishing everything else, and he stood with his signature smirk waiting for you outside your workplace.

The moment he saw you walking out those doors his smirk widened, and his eyes seemed to get a bit brighter as he quickly walked over to you, pushing his way past other people.

“Hello love~” he spoke lowly.

His arm was immediately around your waist, pulling you against him as he leant down to whisper into your ear.

“I have a surprise for you, so we need to go back to your apartment, throw your boring work crap away and get going.”

Spike pulled away to look at your face, his grin getting wider at the sight of your smile.

“Oh yeah? What is it? What have you planned?”

“Well it wouldn’t exactly be a surprise if I told you now would it?” He chuckled.

He gave you a quick kiss and crouched down for you to climb on your his back.

Spike was a much faster Walker, and he was impatient sometimes when he really wanted to do something, and he knew you’d be tired so this was a win for you both.

While he rushed back to your apartment you got to relax for a little while as he found a quiet street where he could use his vampire speed to his advantage and get to your apartment complex within a minute.

He easily took the stairs two at a time and plucked your keys from your hand, opening the door he went straight to your room and dropped you on the bed.

Spike grabbed out some clothes and dumped them on top of you before sitting down on the bed while he waited for you to get changed.

“Are you still not going to tell me what this is all about?” You ask.

Spike just smirked and shook his head.

“Nope, just hurry up.”

Rolling your eyes, you quickly change into the clothes he picked out for you, and looked over at him.

He gave a cocky grin, standing up again to walk over, slipping his arms around your waist to pull you against him in a hug.

He looked down at you, touching his nose against yours just slightly.

“Do you trust me…?” He mumbled.

“Of course I trust you…” you whisper back.

His grin faded into a small smile, and he gave you a soft kiss before letting you go and crouching down in front of you.

Getting on his back, he carried you to what he had planned for the first part of the date, heading to a park nearby your apartment.

Along the way he knew your favourite coffee shop was, and that was the first stop but as he turned on to the street he saw the lights off and door closed which made him frown.

“They shouldn’t be closed…” he growled to himself.

He walked over a rattled the door.

“They told me they’d be open!” He snapped.

“Woah, darlin…”

Spike stopped when he felt your hand on his chest, and he turned his side to see you peering at him from over his shoulder.

“What’s all that about darling…?”

“I was going to get you your favourite coffee…”

Giving him a small smile, you pat his chest a few times before speaking softly.

“Why don’t we go to whatever you have planned? I don’t need me coffee to make it a perfect night.”

Spike sighed heavily but he did nod his head in agreement.

Even if he couldn’t start the date with getting you your favourite coffee from your favourite place, there was still the main event which was the most important so he started heading towards it.

Spike smiled to himself as he felt your chin resting on his head, and he tightened his hold on your legs a little to keep you safe on his back.

“Hey Spike…?”

He hums a little.

“I love you.”

“Of course you do, who doesn’t?” He grins.

This earns a little laugh from you, and he grins even more, loving the sound of making you laugh.

He was excited to show you the date he had set up for you, but when he felt a drop of rain on his face he paused.

Another drop.

“Oh seriously…” he grumbled.

Spike was torn, he wanted to show you what he had put together, but you were still human, and if it started to pour it down you’d get sick.

He loved you, but he didn’t enjoy looking after sick humans.

With a heavy sigh, he lowers you to the ground and takes his jacket off, throwing it over your shoulders as it starts to lightly rain.

He spins you around and pushes you back towards your apartment.

“Spike? I thought you wanted to show me something?”

“I did, but it’s raining and it’s ruined it..” he huffed.

He walked you back to your apartment, still huffing and grumbling as the rain got heavier, and he walked to your bathroom to run you a hot bath.

You stand in the doorway, looking at him.

“Darling…? What was so important you’re angry about some rain…?”

He stands up, looking furious.

He wasn’t angry at you, you hadn’t done anything wrong, but he was angry about how everything seemed to go wrong.

“I had the perfect date planned out for you after you asked all month for us to go on a date again! I was going to take you to your favourite coffee place! And I decorated that favourite spot in the park for you! And it’s all ruined!” He snapped.

“Hey…” you speak softly.

Walking over, you gently place a hand on the side of his face, and his furious expression softens slightly.

“I don’t need a date to be extravagant or complicated. How about we just eat ice cream and watch your show?”

“You don’t like that show…”

“No, but you do, so I’m still happy to watch with you.”

He starts to smile.

“Really?”

“Yeah!”

Spike grins, crushing you into a hug before he lets go.

“You have a bath, I’ll get the ice cream and some clean clothes for you!”

With that he runs out leaving you there laughing to yourself at his excitement as you get in the bath.

True to his word, spike brought you clean clothes before running to the shop to buy your favourite ice cream and other snacks and by the time he was back you were out the bath waiting on the couch for him.

He immediately sits next to you, pulling you into his lap and handing you the bag of snacks and a spoon, resting his chin on your shoulder as he watches his stories

[freyyzu]

I LOVE YOU’S

In which there are a thousand ways to tell you “I love you,” but saying it is still my favorite.

a/n; because i love them. and also because every time they say “i love you,” in-game i start kicking and screaming from embarrassment. not proof-read or edited because it’s too long and i wanted to be done already aksjd

LUCIFER —

Lucifer has always been openly honest with how he feels for you.

Words of appreciation aren’t considered strangers in your relationship, and there’s not a day that passes by where they’re not exchanged.

Simple ‘thank you’s when you hand one another an extra pen or paper.

Brief kisses and ‘good morning’s when you pass each other in the hallways of the House of Lamentation.

Gentle reminders to ‘sleep well,’ when you know there’s a long day ahead tomorrow.

He’s always been a person reserved in showing you physical affection in public, but you know more than anyone that he cares more deeply than he’ll allow anyone to see.

Lucifer was used to working for long hours, oftentimes going the whole day without leaving his room — today just so happened to be one of those days.

It’s late evening when he finishes going through all the papers that have piled on his desk. A full 24 hours without running into any of his brothers or even taking a break to eat.

It’s strange, he thinks. Typically when he works he could still hear the ruckus outside. Whether that be Levi chasing down Mammon for not paying him back for something or Satan yelling at Beel to stop clearing out the kitchen before any of them have time to cook a proper meal.

With curious steps, he makes his way downstairs, hoping to see what his brothers are up to and sneak in a late night snack whilst he was at it. To his surprise, the only thing he finds is an empty, quiet house, and you standing in the kitchen preparing a tray of food.

“Ah, Lucifer!” The way your expression lights up upon seeing him makes it feel as if all the stress from the past few hours have melted away. “Are you done with your work? I was just about to bring you something to eat since you missed out on your meals.”

Lucifer doesn’t find the need to respond, or perhaps he’s simply too tired to, all he does is walk over to your side and wraps his arms around your waist. Immediately, he feels your hand come up to rest on his head, gently rustling his hair.

“You did good today.”

“Mmhm.” He eases into your touch, “I love you.”

Your laughter tickles his hands, “I love you as well. Now c’mon, you gotta eat. I’m sure you must be starving.”

MAMMON —

There’s never a day in which Mammon wouldn’t deny being in love with you.

He’s lucky that you find it endearing above all else, otherwise he would’ve suffered a few bruises already.

Because he finds it difficult to tell you how much he loves you, he decides it’s probably best to show you, instead.

He holds your hand on the walk to RAD, making sure to tell you that it’s simply ‘for your protection,’ even though you both know you’re more than capable of handling yourself now.

That cake you had offhandedly mentioned wanting to try shows up in front of your door the next day along with a very embarrassed demon holding on to it, claiming how he ‘just so happened to get lucky,’ even though the lines for the bakery are known to span for three hours long.

Mammon can’t seem to focus.

Perhaps it was the boring lesson plans that he had to get through, or maybe it was Lucifer’s threat of once again stringing him from the ceiling if he failed another test looming over his head, but the demon’s thoughts were only fixated on you. You, who’s currently sitting right beside him, pointing at blurry words on a page and spouting nonsense about some history notes he’s going to forget three seconds later.

“And so… Mammon?” You look up at him curiously. “If you’re tired we can—”

“I love you.”

The words leave his lips before he could even process he was saying it, or even why he was saying it. There’s nothing romantic about your situation right now. There are papers scattered all across your coffee table, eraser shavings lost within your carpet, and three books open, none of which he has paid attention to. If anything, this was the absolute worst moment he could’ve picked to say that phrase.

You blink.

And then he blinks.

You turn red.

And then he turns red.

“Ah…”

“AHHHHH,” he covers his face, flailing his hand wildly. “Ignore that! I didn’t say anything!”

He’s ready to get up and run out of the room, failing the test and being strung up again be damned, if not for you grabbing his arm and preventing him from moving anywhere.

“Say it again,” you insist, leaning in closer and giving him your best puppy-dog eyes, ones that you know he can’t resist saying ‘no,’ to. He caves, as you were sure he would, “I… I love you. I love ya’ lots, okay?!”

If smiles could reach past the eyes, he was sure yours would. “I love ya’ lots, too, Mammon.”

LEVI —

Levi would rather hide in his room for a hundred years than ever say that he loves you.

Of course, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to, but every time he tries he chickens out.

Thankfully, you have the patience of a saint, and he couldn’t be more grateful that you haven’t tried to pry those three words out of him (yet).

Still, Levi does what he can to show you he cares in his own way. Whether that be buying games of your favorite genre, or binging your favorite series just so he has more things to talk with you about, anything else will do.

Though it makes him feel extra bad whenever you say it so easily and he’s left to be a stuttering mess.

Levi sucks in a deep breath.

He hardens his nerves, counts to three, and then tries his best to vocalize how he feels. “I…” He pauses, eye twitching from nervousness. “I- I- I CAN’T DO IT!”

A loud groan escapes his lips as he crouches onto the floor of his bedroom, covering his face with his hands from embarrassment. He’s been at this for days now, looking at Henry through the tank and trying with every nerve in his body to just get those three words up and out of his throat to no avail.

Every time he thinks he’s going to get it your face pops up and instantly all his confidence disappears into thin air.

Levi sucks in another deep breath.

One more time, just one more time, he’ll get it this time.

If there was ever a time for the phrase “fake it ‘til you make it,” to be used, this would be the time. With newfound confidence, he pushes himself up to his feet again and stares directly at Henry, who looks back curiously.

“I-” he scrunches up his face and forces the words lodged in his throat out in a tiny squeak. “I love you.” It’s so quiet, and he barely manages to get your name out afterward, but he did it!

He did it!!

He—!

“I love you too, Levi!”

“AKJSDHJKSFGFGKJ????!?!”

“Wow, I didn’t know you could vocalize a keysmash like that.” You’re laughing, he’s on the floor, face completely red and regretting all his life choices, and you’re laughing. “Sorry for entering without your permission, but I tried knocking a few times and no one answered.”

The best thing you could do for him right now is to stay away, get out of his room even, while he waits for the floor to consume him whole, but instead, you walk towards him, stopping just inches away from his face.

“I couldn’t hear you very well the first time. Could you say it again?”

SATAN —

If simply being in one another’s company and enjoying each other’s presence is considered a way of saying ‘I love you,’ then no one does it better than Satan.

He doesn’t really find the need to say the words very much, but when he does, it’s filled with so much softness and care.

He’ll also say it the most when it’s just the two of you, away from prying eyes.

It’s something special, only for your ears, something only you get to hear.

The best moments in life are the ones where you get to spend them with your loved ones, and for Satan, it was no different; a book in his hand, you in his arms, a blanket thrown loosely to cover your legs as your head rests on his shoulder.

It's been two hours now, two hours of uninterrupted reading time — no brothers barging in his room looking for you, no text messages blowing up his notifications, no uninvited guests knocking on the doors of the House of Lamentation — there wasn’t much else he could ask for right now.

“‘And so, the man looks at the person standing in front of him, the person he’s respected and cared for the most in the world, and holds out a hand. Whatever it is that you need, whether it be riches, luck, or power, I’ll be there to deliver it right into your hands.’”

You shift in his arms, and he pauses his reading for only a moment to make sure you’re comfortable before continuing.

“‘And what if I said that the only thing I desire right now was neither riches, nor luck, nor power, but happiness — happiness with you? What would you deliver unto me, then?’”

“‘I would tell you then that I love you. That I would deliver to you: me. Mind, body, and soul.’”

Satan chuckles, “you stole my line.”

You smile, blinking up at him innocently. “Then just say it again.”

His eyes scan over the words once more, “I would tell you then,” he places the book down and cups your cheeks, pressing your foreheads together, his steady gaze holding onto yours. “That I love you. That I would deliver to you: me. Mind, body, and soul.”

ASMO —

No one tells you that they love you more than Asmo does. To him, saying he loves you is just another ring thrown into an endless pool of compliments.

‘You look so cute today!’ He’ll tell you the moment he spots you with a new outfit on. ‘Are you using a new lipstick?’ He notices every small change that you make to your appearance.

It makes you undeniably happy, of course, but it also makes it hard to differentiate from when he’s just being from when he’s being genuine.

Though if you ask him about it, he’ll be more offended than you could ever imagine. Everything he says to you is genuine, how could you ever think otherwise?

There’s been something strained about your relationship with Asmo lately, and unfortunately for him, he can’t seem to figure out what it is.

His compliments don’t have much of an effect anymore. The cute blush you seem to always adorn when he tells you how cute you look doesn’t appear, and every time he gives you a kiss he sees for a fraction of a section that a frown adorns your lips.

“Now, will you please tell me what it is that I’m doing that’s making you sad? I can’t bare to see you frowning anymore.”

Today, he plans to get to the bottom of it — and the first step was to corner you.

You’re laying on his bed with him on top of you, arms caging you in to prevent you from running off. Still, the both of you know full well that if you really had any intention on escaping then you could easily use your pact.

“I just…” You break away from his gaze, embarrassed, mumbling something incoherent under your breath.

“One more time?”

You turn even redder, “I don’t know… what it is you really like about me.”

Asmo blinks.

What do you mean you don’t know what he likes about you? Does he not tell you every day in full detail? So much so that his brothers would actively complain about how annoying and overbearing he is? He sits up, and pulls you forward to face him.

“I love your eyes,” he begins, “I love how they light up every time you get excited about something. I love your personality, how kind you are to everyone, even if they won’t show that same kindness back. I love your determination, how you never give up even when things don’t go your way.” He reaches out to cup both of your cheeks. They’re warm. “I love how rosy your cheeks get whenever I compliment you.”

“I-” you stutter, and his grin widens. “I think I get it now, please stop!”

“Stop?” He muses, “but what about my compliments? I think I deserve that much after you’ve been avoiding me for a week now!”

You glare at him, no doubt just wanting to end this conversation already. “I love you.”

Oh, that’s just unfair. You can’t just pull the ‘I love you,’ card out on him like that and get away scot free — but you do, and he lets you. “I love you, too, cutie!” The both of you once again crash onto the bed, his arms wrapped tightly around your neck. “Don’t you ever forget that!”

BEEL —

If you looked up the definition of ‘gentle giant,’ in the dictionary, Beel’s face would appear.

Despite his larger stature, there’s no one more willing to lend you a helping hand, whether you really need it or not. He just wants to make your life a little bit easier.

To Beel, ‘I love you’s don’t need to have any special meaning behind them. He simply says it because he wants to, whether you’re doing mundane things, or going through something eventful.

He just wants to remind you from time-to-time, and you enjoy doing the same.

“You aren’t mad at me?”

“Hm?” Beel hums, glancing at you, resting on his back. “Why would I be mad at you?”

“Because I made you leave fangol practice early?”

His thumb absentmindedly brushes over your thighs, shifting you into a slightly more secure position (not like he would let you fall either way). “It wasn’t your fault.” If anything it was his.

“Really?”

“Really.”

He was the one who had gotten distracted in the middle of their practice match and turned right as he threw the ball and ended up almost hitting you in the face. Thankfully you had stepped out of the way in time, but ended up tripping over the bench and sprained your ankle, leading Beel to call off early to take care of you and help you back home.

You had insisted that you were okay and that just a bit of ice and bandages would be enough, but he insisted. With his genuine concern in wanting to help, and the notion that he might’ve been the one caused you to get hurt, there was no way you could have denied him.

And so, here you were, arms wrapped around his neck as he carries you back to the House of Lamentation, piggyback style.

There’s a rumble on his back, and he hears your quiet giggles. “Thank you for always taking such good care of me, I love you, Beel.” Your thanks are followed by a quick beck to the back of his head, and he wishes he could just move you into a different position right now and return the favor.

Unfortunately, he can’t without risking further injury to your leg, and so he settles for pressing a kiss to the side of your arm. “Of course I do, I love you after all.”

BELPHIE —

Will tease the living daylights out of you to show his affection.

If you want him to say ‘I love you,’ you’re gonna have to jump through three rings of fire and let him use you has a pillow for minimum three days first.

Even then, he’ll only say it if he’s in the mood, and probably after you’ve already fallen asleep so you can’t hear it.

“What do you mean? I already told you yesterday,” he’s having way too much fun with this. “When? While you were asleep, of course.”

“You’re terrible.”

He chuckles at your comment, simply basking in the way your hands brush through his hair.

So what if its been two weeks of him teasing you just for you to finally hear him say that he loves you? It was fun (to him) and that’s all that matters. Besides, it wasn’t as if he’s never said it before, he just wanted to make it a little game this time around.

“You say that, but here you are.”

“Well,” you brush a strand of hair away from his nose. “Even if you are an ass this feels nice for me as well so it’s okay.”

“So it’s alright for me to never say it again?” He teases, knowing it’ll just push your buttons further.

“Don’t push your luck.”

It’s the dead of the night when you finally fall asleep and somehow, Belphie was still awake. He pokes your cheek, stifling his laughter when you shift uncomfortably and mumble something akin to ‘that tickles’ before proceeding to bury yourself further into his chest.

He likes this, he thinks. It’s fun to tease you, and it’s even more fun knowing that you’re just playing along with him when you could full-well just use your pact to make him say it already. Though, he’s sure that if he mentions that you’ll retaliate saying it’s more genuine to hear him say it without using the pact.

“I love you.” He places a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

You don’t need to know he’s been saying it every night.

[sachirobabe]

Chapter 8

Gojo Satoru x reader

Wc: 2526

Curseless au

Summary: Amidst the zombie apocalypse, your courage shines as you not only saves lives but capture the heart of Gojo Satoru. Together with his first-year students, you all embark on a perilous journey, not only for survival but in a quest for a cure that adds a poignant layer to the unfolding romance.

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A week had passed, everything was going as good as it could. You spent your days walking all day and resting at night. The snow had begun to melt, but the cold was barely bearable.

Nanami had planned to stay for almost a week, then head back. You're unsure of how he's found these safe places to stay, but you're not complaining, at least you were halfway done now.

It was nighttime by now, you're having trouble getting some sleep, but you wouldn't have to worry about getting up early, so you're not too upset. You slightly glare at Nanami who is snoring, more loudly tonight than other nights.

You quietly get up and move to sit next to Shoko in the other room, who's on first watch.

"Nanami snoring?" She lifts her eyes from her book and you sleepily nod. She can hear it from outside of the room.

"He's never been this loud before, and Satoru is halfway onto my bed." You yawn, wrapping yourself in a blanket.

"I told you he was clingy." She chuckles, "He's on next watch anyways."

"I'll try sleeping out here." You say and begin to close your eyes. It was quiet for a few minutes, you'd hear Shoko flipping through a page every minute or so. Eventually you felt yourself drifting off, finally getting some rest.

Shoko notices your sleeping figure, it was about time for her to switch places with Satoru. She went off to wake him quietly, aware of the others sleeping still. Satoru was surprised with himself actually getting some sleep, he conversed with Shoko for a few seconds then headed off to the living room.

He noticed immediately when he woke up that you were gone, he's relieved to see you sleeping on the couch, even if it's a little dusty. He takes a few sips of water to wake himself up, then plopping himself right next to you.

He extends your legs so you're not all scrunched up and lays them in his lap. You frown a little from the movement, but it quickly fades.

His eyes stare intensely at your sleeping self, not in a creepy way, more so he's admiring. He reminds himself everyday that this will be temporary, his feelings will go away.

The book Shoko left was on the table in front of him, he had nothing else to do so he picked it up and began to read, all while watching the sun come up.

Breakfast needed to be caught, some small snacks were left, but Nanami suggested that it be used for only emergencies.

"I'm hungry." Inumaki signed to the group of students sitting around him. He looks towards your sleeping figure and sighs.

"Nanami was snoring." Shoko got his attention as she was walking by. "That's why she's still sleeping."

"We can ask Nanami and Gojo if we can go hunt?" Itadori asks.

"Absolutely not." Nanami perks up at his name, "She'll wake up soon."

"I'm so hungry I'll eat one of those zombies, Nanamin." Itadori whines, holding his stomach.

"Go drink some water, kid." Satoru says, watching your sleeping figure.

You stirred in your sleep from the constant conversations, eventually opening your eyes and coming face to face with blue eyes and white hair. You groan and pull the blanket over your head.

"Nuh uh, you're awake and we're hungry, sleepy head." Satoru smiles at your tired face.

"Tell Nanami not to snore so loud and maybe we'd have breakfast." You say still groggy. Satoru smiles and begins poking you. "Stop Satoru." You kick him.

"You leave me no choice." He says and pulls the blanket off of your body. You hiss at the cold and immediately scrunch up your body. "C'mon." He slowly unravels your limbs and helps you up off the couch.

"At least let me get dressed and use the bathroom." You clear your throat and stretch.

"Okay!" Satoru says and clapped his hands together, "Sleeping beauty has awoken, we'll have breakfast shortly." He tells the group.

"We'll get a fire going." Nanami says.

Satoru followed you around the small house, asking every minute or so if you were ready. You continued to glare at him and shut the bathroom door in his face. He smiles so big his face hurts, he presses his back against the door and whines for you to let him in.

"I'm peeing!" You say back to him curtly. He continues to frown, even if you can't see it. His gaze turns toward the group sitting at the table, Shoko raises an eyebrow at him as he makes eye contact with her.

He rolls his eyes, but before he could do anything else you opened the door quickly and he tumbles backwards. On instinct, you do your best to catch him, Satoru was well built, meaning he wasn't exactly the lightest. You fall back along with him, you taking most of the fall.

Satoru grins and turns around, still lying on your body, "If you wanted to cuddle, 'ya could've just asked."

"Oh shut up." You roll your eyes, "Why the hell would you lean against the door?" He just shrugs, helping you up.

"We'll be back!" Satoru tells the group, holding your arrows for you and closing the door securely behind him. He sees you not wait up for him and jogs to catch up with you.

His breath could be seen in the cold, his nose already turning a light shade of pink. "You think I'd be any good at shooting?" He keeps his voice down, handing you your arrows.

You shrug, "You're not very good with a gun."

He side eyes you, "Not true. Can I shoot one?"

"No."

"Please?"

"Absolutely not."

"...pretty please?"

"You're not gonna stop, are you?" You sigh, already knowing you'd give him one shot. He shakes his head, his beautiful hair moving along with him. "Fine. You get one arrow."

He holds the bow, noticing some markings on the wood, his finger traces them, wondering what they mean to you.

You pull him out of his concentration when you hand him his one and only arrow. You give him a quick rundown on how to shoot, you gave him some credit, he learned very quickly.

The two of you were positioned behind a fallen down tree, scoping the area, listening to every noise around you.

After about 30 minutes, you're starting to think you're in a dead spot. You look to the side to see if there were any better spots. You jump at the sound of the bow releasing and Satoru leaving your side.

You watch him come back to you, holding breakfast with a big smile on his face, you admire how handsome he looks, but the animal caught your attention. He had hit it directly in its eye, just like you did before.

"You're incredible, Satoru." You chuckle, he really was good at anything he tried.

"I could give you a run for your money." He brags.

"Yeah, you could." You smile back at him, "C'mon, everyone's hungry." He stares at your retreating figure for a few seconds before following after you. Satoru never missed out on a chance to brag about himself, this was no different.

By the end of it, the only one who was continually impressed was Itadori.

Nanami had plans to go get some extra supplies today and rest before tomorrow. Satoru suggested splitting into two groups to cover more ground, Nanami and Shoko took the second-years and Satoru and you with the first-years.

"Be back here at 3:30." Nanami tells Satoru, "Don't be late."

"We won't, Nanamin." Satoru makes sure his gun is loaded.

It was repetitive going into stores and not finding anything. "We most likely won't find anything else around." You sigh pushing some boxes out of the way.

"There's a mall nearby." Nobara says, "It's worth a shot in my opinion."

"Nothing's back there." Megumi comes back with Itadori, who's found a bouncy ball and is very entertained with it.

"I think we found the jackpot." Itadori laughs, Satoru turns to see what he's doing and bounces the ball back and forth with him.

"Okay children, let's go." You begin to lead them out. "We're heading to the mall."

"You think there's still pretzels?" Itadori asks. Everybody was silent, glaring at the boy. Megumi and Nobara took turns pushing him and arguing.

Everybody was on guard now that you were out in the open and in new territory. There were a handful of zombies along the way, but none were close enough.

The doors to the mall were shattered, no surprise there. You hoped that you'd all have some luck here, otherwise this trip would feel like it was for nothing. Satoru stayed by your side, the two of you behind the first-years.

You had gone from store to store, this time at least you had found some small things like bandages and wipes. You grab Satoru's arm and raised his watch to your eye, there was still an hour left until you all had to meet up with the rest of the group.

Every once in a while you'd turn your head quickly, swearing you heard something. Satoru was convinced you were just hearing things.

They went into a clothing store which made you raise your eyebrows, "We're supposed to be looking for food and supplies." You keep your voice down.

"Just cause it's an apocalypse doesn't mean we can't look good." Nobara says and walks in, the two boys following after her. You eye Satoru and he just shrugs and pulls you in,

"Do you think I'd look good in this?" Satoru raises a button up to his frame. It was probably the ugliest design you've ever seen, you scrunch your face at the sight of it. He's offended by your reaction and dramatically walks away from you.

You chuckle, watching him complain to Megumi. You found your way to the front of the store again and looked at the displays, some were intact, but dust and traces of blood were all over them. You put your weapons down to fix the clothing on the mannequin.

The stores nearby were similar, broken windows and clothes thrown everywhere, as you walked around your shoes crunched the broken glass and debris with every step. Megumi had his eye on you, making sure you didn't stray too far, he turned his attention back to the counter he was searching.

Voices in the distance made you stop in your tracks. They weren't from your small group. You tried to pinpoint where it had come from exactly, but they seemed to be coming from everywhere.

You spotted a guy to your left, then quickly turn to the right at the sound of footsteps, another guy was there. They both had mischievous smiles, no words were said, but all around you more members had emerged.

You went to reach for either your gun or bow, immediately cursing at yourself; remembering you had left them inside the store. Instead you pulled out one of your knives and aimed it.

The large group share scoffs and laughter at your defenseless self. You eyed their weapons, none of them had guns, you thought about running back inside the store where your gun was, but they'd most likely follow and you can't bring them to Satoru's students. You wouldn't bring harm to them.

"Give us everything, or else you'll die." A man says, you think he's the leader.

"Fuck you." You spit, praying that somebody would see you. They circled around you and slowly got closer. You were trapped. If you made the first move, you'd die.

"You're askin' to die, pretty girl." Another guy says, swinging his weapon slowly back and forth.

"Maybe we should keep her." A creepy looking man says while licking his lips, you're disgusted.

Megumi comes back to the front of the store, wondering where you had went. His eyes widen when he spots your figure surrounded, he fires some shots in the air, just barely missing the men who were around you and quickly runs towards you.

"Oh shit!" One of the men say, the group becomes disfigured in their formation.

"They're loaded." Someone tells the leader.

"He won't shoot, he's bluffing." The leader says, startled at the shots, but he does a good job of keeping his composure. "And he's a kid." He chuckles, quickly holding you by the neck and drawing a knife to your throat.

"I'm not." Satoru aims and hits their leader in the leg, their leader yells in pain and lets go of you. You quickly run towards Megumi and Satoru.

"Fuck." The men now circled their leader, helping him up.

"I suggest you leave." Megumi points his gun to the men and they do their best to quickly leave.

You weren't even given a chance to catch your breath, you looked to your right and saw a hoard of zombies coming your way.

"What the fuck—oh god." Nobara and Itadori catch up.

"We gotta go, now!" Satoru yells and the group quickly runs. You run back into the store, trying to find your weapons. "Y/n! Let's go!" Satoru notices you stayed behind.

The hoard of zombies got closer and closer by the second, you find your stuff and Satoru grabs you by the arm and runs.

"Keep going!" Satoru yells as the two of you caught up, he scans the area quickly trying to find anywhere to be safe away from everything.

"We need to find the others." You try your best to say while running, the noise you're all making attracts more and more zombies towards you.

"There's a building!" Itadori says, "The gates open."

Satoru looks around and the zombies just seem to be multiplying, "Go." He urges you forward, you give it your all to make it to the building Itadori was talking about.

You were the first to make it, waiting for the others to get in. Megumi holds onto the gate, ready to close it as soon as Nobara gets in. "Now!" You say and you and Megumi push the gate closed, the zombies fighting against it.

You're careful with their mouths and hands as they claw and try to bite you. Satoru began shooting at some of them to make it easier to close.

Finally you're able to shut it and put the lock on, Itadori and Nobara went to find a way inside the building. It was a huge risk going inside, who knew if it were occupied.

You're able to catch your breath, the adrenaline slowly going away. "Is everyone okay?" Satoru asks, he begins to examine you, making sure the men and zombies didn't hurt you. You assure him you're fine.

Megumi pales when he looks down at his hand, he stays turned away from you all.

You direct the rooms attention to him, "Megumi..?"

He finally faces you all, with a horrified look on his face, his hand is outstretched and shaking. Blood is seeping from the gash across his hand.

"He got bit." Itadori's words sink in.

[endlessknights]

Dethrone

Mastodon finally gets tired of her mother’s bs

Mini-fic under the cut!

Conifer hadn’t known what to expect when she and her parents visited the Ice Kingdom for the Winter Solstice feast, but she did know, however, to stay away from her Great Aunt Cave-Bear at all costs. Queen Cave-Bear was an ornery old bat, who did not like anyone, especially Conifer and her mother. She was the reason her father rarely took them to visit his family. The Queen simply could not stand that her nephew had married a MudWing, and tainted the family line with another tribe’s blood. Worst of all, Conifer’s father and Grandpa Direwolf were the only ones who ever told her off.

The evening of the Solstice, Conifer was led to a small side table by one of the castle’s waitstaff. This was where they stuck the dragonets. Although she was an adult herself, Conifer didn’t mind. Here she could eat and converse with her cousins and the other nobles’ children, away from the scrutinizing gaze of the Queen. It was peaceful at the dragonets’ table. She wished her mother could experience the same.

Cave-Bear was rather well behaved through the first two courses of the meal. By the time dessert was brought out, however, she had had her fair share of wine and seemed to be itching to cause trouble.

“So, Nephew. Your little weirdling is about grown up now, yes? What do you plan to do with her?” She asked, attempting to seem nonchalant. The dragons in attendance still knew what they were in for.

“Shut up, you old lizard,” Direwolf urgently pleaded through his teeth, attempting to stop his sister before anything started.

“I’m afraid I don’t understand what you mean, Your Highness.” Conifer’s father, Mammoth, answered calmly.

“Oh, you know! Shall you get her a job? Send her to a better school, for some real education? Surely you won’t let her stay in that mud pit forever.” Her response bit. Conifer stopped eating her ice cream and the dragonets at the table all turned their eyes towards her. She glanced over at her mother. Fir stared down at her plate, a talon clasped within Mammoth’s. There was a short pause that felt like it lasted forever.

“If Conifer wants a job, she won’t need my help to get it, Your Highness. Her schooling in the Mud Kingdom has been excellent, regardless of what you might think,” Mammoth finally retorted. “She’s asked to attend Jade Mountain Academy, as well, to further her education,” he added with pride.

“To learn what? To make flower crowns and talk about her feelings? ‘Further her education’ my tail. All that ‘academy’ teaches is hippy-dippy friendship nonsense-”

“That’s enough, Mother.” The Queen’s youngest daughter, Equus, cut her off, gentle but unwavering. The princess had reached over the table and placed a talon on Fir’s unoccupied one, comforting her friend.

“Bah! You’ve all gotten so soft! IceWings were tough in my day!” The Queen continued on a new tangent after a pause. Even the timid King Permafrost rolled his eyes at his wife’s nonsensical rant. “We were strong, we were powerful, and we didnt! Let! Outsiders! In!” She jabbed a claw in Fir’s direction, then pivoted to Conifer, declaring, “Our dragonets weren’t halfbreeds!”

“That’s ENOUGH.” The table shook and a chair squealed against the icy floor as the Queen’s other daughter brought her talons down on the table and rose from her seat. The room went quiet. Princess Mastodon was notorious for being one of the Queen’s yes-men, staying on her good side and out of trouble. Now, Conifer guessed, she had had enough of watching her cousin’s family take her mother’s bullying.

“You watch your tongue!” The Queen hissed, lashing her tail so hard that it cracked like a whip. She stood and took a step towards Mastodon, growling, “I am your Queen.”

Mastodon bore her teeth in return and hissed. Every dragon’s eyes were glued to the confrontation. Queen Cave-Bear lunged to snap at her daughter’s snout. As her head came forward, Mastodon ducked, grabbing her mother by the throat and turning her so that she was pinned against the table.

Blood went everywhere. A few dragons shot up from their seats and backed away. Others just stared, frozen in disbelief. A servant screamed and dropped the tray she was holding. Conifer turned away and opened her wings in order to block the dragonets’ view, Mastodon’s children being two of them.

The Princess held her Queen down as she thrashed about. Cave-Bear’s talons desperately grasped at the air and her wings flailed wildly. She screamed and choked and gagged on her own blood. Mastodon only bit down harder, and eventually, Cave-Bear stopped flighting. Her limbs went limp and the only sounds she made were weak gurgling as she struggled to breathe. At last, her head rolled to the side, lifeless.

Mastodon let go of her mother’s throat, letting the body slide off of the table into a heap on the floor, taking some of the bloodstained tablecloth with it. She shook herself and spit out some of her mother’s blood. Conifer could’ve heard a pin drop in the silence that followed.

After a long time, Ex-King Permafrost lifted his gaze from Cave-Bear’s corpse to his eldest daughter. “The old Queen is dead,” he declared, “Long live the Queen.”

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Thanks for reading! This is my first attempt at writing a little story blurb to accompany my art so I hope you enjoyed :>

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

hi idk if you’re open to requests or if you have already done it, but can you do the bsd with a reader that is struggling with e.d and all the to throw up and that stuff? i’ve been struggling lately and i’m trying to get better

sorry if i wrote this wrong, english isn’t my first language

Strong and brave

Self-Aware! BSD Cast x GN! Reader

Description: Some side comments made you feel disgusted of yourself

Warning: English is my second language. Eating disorder. Throwing up. Destructive negative thoughts. Reader have extremely negative view about themselves. Reader think, that they are weak (That's not true!). Supportive BSD Cast.

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No matter, what we say, all people seek validation amd acseptance.

You could say, that you don't care, what people think about your body. But, the side whispered comments about you and your weight from your family and co-workers were slowly getting to you.

You remember, how once, when BSD Cast were discussing a problem with teachers in BSD kids' school, Goncharov scoffed, when it came to light, that some teachers called students with bad grades 'idiots'.

"The audacity... Aren't they realizing, that they are only make problem worse?! Call a person a pig for one hundred times, and they will start oinking."¹

At first, you didn't think too much about that proverb. But, after hearing, how people around you call you fat behind your back, you believed in their words.

It started with a diet. A simple diet and exercise.

But comments didn't stop.

You tried another stricter diet, but Yosano quickly put that idea down. She said, that you don't need to lose more weight. She said, that you have a normal weight for your height and age.

As much as you want to believe her, you couldn't. A little voice in your head whispered, that she is lying and probably won't say the truth. Because you were their Guiding Light. They will say anything to make you happy.

You stop with a diet.

You decided to try skipping meals.

On a third day of your volunteering starvation, Yosano sat you down and firmly, but kindly, reassured you, that it's unhealthy. And that you are healthy, that you aren't fat.

She offered to help. She offered her support.

You said, that you understand.

You promised, that you won't starve yourself.

On the outside, you keep your word.

You ate as much as you can during breakfast, lunch and dinner. Sometimes, you had raids on your mini-fridge you have in your room.

And after every meal, you spend ten minutes throwing it up.

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You don't notice, when you start spending less time with BSD Cast.

Not because of constant dizziness you felt.

Because you can't think about you... And an ugly you being near them.

You loved them. And you hopped, that, if they won't see you until you lose enough weight, they will finally see, how ugly you are.

Your legs squished together, when you walk...

Your skin jiggled around when you moved...

Your stomach was one big paunch...

You were so tired of being ugly...

Of being gross...

You block the door, so you won't be interrupted.

You leaned over the toilet, reaching as far back into your throat as possible....

Your stomach churned and stung, but you kept going...

And going...

And going...

The world around you became black.

And with a loud crash, the door was kicked open.

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The last few weeks were intense.

But, you finally were back home.

With an eating disorder diagnose and a plan for meals, pills and psychological help.

You knew about earring disorders before. You heard about people succumbing to dark thoughts, destroying their health in a process. You heard about the long process of recovery.

You always thought, that you will never get an eating disorder. That you could stop before the diet get too far.

You were wrong.

You just wanted to be healthy and good-looking.

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You were laying on your bed, mindlessly scrolling through the articles about eating disorders.

About the damage. About the destruction.

After two hours of reading articles, you barely paid attention to the articles themselves. You were mostly focused on the comments.

Comments about mortality rate.

Comments about the sheer stupidity of people with eating disorders.

Of how weak people with eating disorder are.

A knock on the door interrupted you. You let out a weak

"Come in."

The moment after, Yosano walked into your room.

You felt guilty. You broke her trust.

"Came to say how stupid and weak I am?" you couldn't look at Yosano. Not after everything, that happened. Doctor tilted her head. Something dangerous flashed in magenta eyes.

"I wasn't thinking about it. But, please, tell me, has anyone already done it?"

You shook your head, still hiding your gaze. You clenched the phone in your hands.

"Not, for now, but soon they will. Because, it's true. I was stupid and weak." you spoke, and the little voice in your head was talking with you in unison.

Yosano was silent for a moment.

"[Y/N], were you looking up eating disorders on the Internet?"

You didn't answer, instead preferring to look into the phone screen. At the statistics.

Soft sounds of steps, muffled by the carpet.

A family pair of shoes came into your line of vision. Hand, that was put on your shoulder. And a voice. Soft, but firm.

"[Y/N], can I, please, take your phone?"

You let her take it. For a few moments, Yosano was scrolling through the articles and posts you have been looking for the last two hours. Finally, she looked at you again.

"[Y/N], you have taken quite a dive into the problem. It's a good thing, I won't argue. But, I am sorry, but I will have to stop it."

You turned your head towards her so fast, you became dizzy for a second.

"What? Why?! I want to become better!"

Yosano's voice was still firm.

"Yes, I know. And you will be better. But, [Y/N], you were looking at wrong information. You should look at how to become better. Not what damage eating disorder did to your health. And not about mortality rate. You should search for a support group and not browsing comments from trolls, who think that eating disorders are a joke material."

Your hands started to tremble.

"But my health..."

Yosano cupped your face. Her eyes were so warm, you wanted to cry.

"Yes, I know. But you want to help yourself if you will start stressing out. You must focus on recovery, not letting idiots from the Internet drag you down or make you give up. You can ask me, Doc or Mori questions, you can call the doctor from the hospital, you can look into books we have. But, please, don't try to drown in all this negativity."

For a moment, you both were silent. Then you repeated the words you said that night.

"I want to get better. Please, help me."

Yosano's eyes met yours.

"[Y/N], just for that words alone, you became the bravest and strongest person I have ever known."

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Recovery was hard.

Some days everything went normal. You would eat, take your pills, speak about your troubles with a therapist or someone from BSD Cast.

You are doing great. We believe in you. Take as much time as you need. We will be here.

Other days, you would snap at others and yourself. And then refuse to eat. Thinking, that you don't deserve it. And others would always be near, reassuring you, that you are strong. That you are a good person. That you will be fine.

You are allowed to be angry. We don't know what you have been through. But you aren't a bad person. You are still our favorite person.

When, after weeks of controlled diet you confess, that, sometimes, you start feeling hunger between meals, you get hugs, and a soft explanation, that it was a small, but still a sign of recovery. Soon, small, light snacks were added to a three meal plan.

The road to recovery was walked in small steps. But, you weren't alone on the road.

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"We love you, our brave and strong [Y/N]"

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¹It is a real Russian proverb. It means, if you constantly put down someone, soon they would believe that they are a failure.

[punkette1026]

Baby Moon Part 3-Surprises and Arrivals

Summary:

As your baby moon comes to a close, a surprise from Joel creates huge misunderstanding threatens your entire happiness. Later on Joel finds that Ben isn't dealing well with the new baby.

Here is the finale of Baby Moon. I hope you like it. Please let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions for other Joel fics. Thank!

Warnings: Pregnancy

Pedro Pascal Masterlist

Baby Moon Series

It had been a glorious baby moon so far for you and Joel. The days were filled with sightseeing, dining at the most amazing restaurants, and all the loving that you could want. Every morning or night you went to be completely satisfied in the arms of your amazing husband. His brown puppy dog eyes would stare down at you as he caressed your growing belly. You loved every minute of it.

However, this morning was completely different. Instead of his warm arms surrounding you, you were met with cold sheets and no sign of your husband anywhere. A chill came over your naked body as you got out of bed and put on a robe before going off in search of your missing husband. As you slowly crept into the living room, you could hear him talking to someone outside on the patio.

“Hey, it’s me…ya, this place is incredible. I’m so glad ya talked me into comin here. I owe ya one, that’s for sure…So how are things at home? Ya missing me yet…Well I miss ya too and I will be back before ya know it. Maybe we can get a bite to eat or something.”

Who the hell was he talking to?

“She’s still inside asleep…No, no I promise she doesn’t suspect a thing. I jus wish I would have done this a while ago…That’s what worries me. I don’t know how she will react ‘specially with the baby…Ya, ya, I’m sure you’re right. Everything will be fine. I’ll let ya know how it goes…not like she can kick me out of the hotel room right…okay, okay, ya sounds good…Miss ya too, but I’ll talk to ya later…okay bye.”

As soon as he hung up, you quickly went back to the bedroom with so many thoughts going through your mind. Who was on the other line? What weren’t you suspecting? Why would you react to the point where he would be sleeping on the couch? You didn’t know if it was pregnancy hormones or what, but something didn’t sit right in your stomach.

Hearing Joel walking towards the bedroom, you took off your robe and got back into bed pretending to still be asleep. As soon as you closed your eyes and pulled the covers over yourself, you heard the door open, and he walked in.

You could hear him sigh as he set his phone down on the dresser, then walk over to his side of the bed where he got back in next to you. You felt him shift closer as he wrapped his arms around you. You tried your hardest not to jump at his cold skin making contact with you. “Are ya still asleep darlin? It’s nearly 10:30” he asked as he peppered you with kisses.

“I’m…I’m too tired to get up right now. do you have any plans for us today?” you asked hoping he would let something slip.

“No, not really. I mean I do have some stuff to take of today before we leave, but other than that, nothin. Why don’t ya try to get some more sleep and when I get back, we can go for a walk along the beach. How does that sound?”

Again, you felt your stomach drop. What other things did he need to take care of before you left? You were pretty sure all you had to do was check out at the front counter and that’s it. This was so unlike Joel. He never kept secrets from you.

“Darlin, ya didn’t fall back asleep on me did ya?” he asked when you got quiet.

“No, I’m still awake and yeah that sounds good. Go do whatever it is you need to do, and I’ll see you later,” you sighed.

Joel, always quick to know when your mood changed, so he rolled you over to get a good look at you, “Hey, are you sure you’re okay? Talk to me darlin.”

You again wanted to tell him what you heard, but when you opened your mouth, another lie came out, “I’m fine Joel. Baby girl just kept me up all night that’s all. She is turning out to be a bit of a night owl.” You hated bringing your daughter into this, but it was the only thing you could think of at the time.

“Shit, I’m sorry darlin. Ya should have woken me up.” Joel then pulled the sheet down and moved down till he faced your belly. “Listen here little one, daddy isn’t too happy with ya right now. Ya need to let your mommy sleep, so she can help you grow until you are ready to come meet us. I shouldn’t be putting all the blame on ya though. We haven’t been exactly letting ya sleep either,” he chuckled before placing kiss on your belly. “I think you and mommy need to take a nap and daddy will be back later. Are ya sure you’ll be okay till I get back darlin?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. If I can’t fall back asleep, maybe I’ll take a hot bath to relax,” you sighed. You just wanted to close your eyes and forget what you heard and were thinking.

Joel seemed to hesitate for a moment. It was as if he was looking into your eyes to make sure that you were telling the truth and you knew that he wasn’t going to leave until he knew you were really okay. So, you played into it, you lightened your facial expression and ran your hand through his dark curls, “I’m fine baby. Go do what you need to. If I need anything, I’ll make sure to call you, I promise.”

That seemed to do the trick because he turned his head to kiss the palm of your hand before he pulled the covers back over your body. “I promise I should be back in about an hour or two. I love you darlin,” he whispered leaning down to kiss your lips.

“I love you too Joel. See you in a bit.”

Once he got up and went to the bathroom to get ready, you let out a sigh which almost turned into a sob. As much as you didn’t want to think what you were thinking, you couldn’t help fear the worst. You also didn’t know why you couldn’t just ask him what was going on. It was like there was a block between your brain and mouth and your anxiety filled brain was winning.

You knew Joel Miller was the most loyal man in the world and he would never jeopardize what you and he had. However, there was little voice in the back of your head that said otherwise. You couldn’t help but think back to the past few months and how he had been staying late at work. You remembered a conversation with your sister-in-law Maria a while ago, when you asked her how Tommy was doing with working later into the night like Joel. Maria surprised you when she said Tommy had been coming home on time like he was supposed to. Then you thought back to how nervous he had been last night and seemed on edge after he made love to you. How he kept checking and rechecking his phone instead of being in the moment with you. And now he is getting a mysterious call. It just didn’t make any sense.

There is just no way, you thought to yourself. There is no way Joel is cheating.

You laid there for what felt like hours, but it was really only twenty minutes. You tried to go back to sleep before Joel came out of the bathroom, but it was no use. Hearing the handle of the bathroom door, you quickly dried the tears from the face and snuggled deeper into the covers. You heard him quietly shuffle all throughout the room gathering up his things before he walked back over to the bed and leaned to give you a gentle sweet kiss on your lips, “Sleep well darlin. I love you.”

You waited until he not only left the room, but the entire hotel room before you moved from your spot. You let out a frustrated sigh as you sat there contemplating what to do next. Maybe a nice hot bath like you said would ease your mind and body.

Getting up and taking your phone with you, you headed to the bathroom to draw you up a nice bubble bath. As you waited for the water to fill, you sat at the tubs edge rubbing your pregnant belly, “Don’t worry baby girl. Mommy is just freaking out over nothing. I’m sure everything is just fine daddy.”

Turning off the water, you carefully lowered yourself down into the bubbles. You couldn’t help but let out a moan as the hot water felt amazing on your sore muscles. You closed your eyes and tried to relax listening to the waves outside crash against the shore. It seemed to be working as you felt yourself start to calm down. You started to think a little clearer now. You felt like you were jumping to conclusions without any solid proof. Making a big deal out of nothing. Joel would never betray you like that and risk ruining the life and family that you’ve built together. He was smarter than that.

However, that little voice of anxiety and fear reared its ugly head yet again. It told you that before you were willing to let everything go and just see what Joel had planned, you needed a second opinion. So, you picked up your phone and dialed the one person who would be able to ease your mind, Maria.

“Hey girl, how’s paradise?” she answered on the first ring.

“It’s umm…it’s paradise alright. Can’t really complain. It’s all been amazing,” you replied flatly.

“Then why does it sound like someone stole your dog? Is everything okay? Did you and Joel have a fight or something?”

At first you hesitated to tell her, but you needed her advice, “I…I don’t know Maria. It…it…it may just be my wild imagination or just hormones, but I can’t shake the feeling that Joel is doing something that he isn’t supposed to. I…I…I think he may be cheating on me.”

Maria couldn’t help but laugh at your accusation, to which you didn’t know whether to take offense or breathe a sigh of relief. “I’m sorry, but you can’t be serious. There is just no way.”

“But it is possible Maria. Why the hell would he be the only one “working late” then or why is he suddenly glued to his phone? Not to mention the phone call that I heard.”

“What phone call?”

You couldn’t help but shutter as you relived what you heard, “I don’t know who he was talking to, but he kept saying how much he missed them and wanted them to be here. He said something about him planning something and keeping me in the dark. He said that it was something that he should have done awhile ago but he is afraid of how I would react. It sounds like it’s bad enough that I’m going to make him sleep on the couch for. Has…has he talked or said anything to you or to Tommy?”

“No sweetie he hasn’t, but there is no way Joel is cheating on you. There has to be another explanation. He loves you with all his heart and he would never do anything to betray you like that. Are you sure he wasn’t talking to Sarah?”

“I thought about that too, but it didn’t sound like it. I’m telling you Maria, something is off. He has never kept secrets from me.”

As you continued to talk, on Maria’s end, Tommy had walked in from outside. She quickly waved him over and made sure her phone was on mute before so you couldn’t hear them. “What’s going on?” Tommy mouthed to her.

Maria ran her hand over her face in frustration, “We have a bit of a problem. You need to call Joel.”

“Is everything alright?”

Maria shook her head as she continued to listen you rant, “No, you need to call him now Tommy.” As her husband did what he was told, Maria got back on the phone with you, “Sweetie, sweetie, I need you to listen to me okay. Everything is going to be okay. I have faith in Joel and I’m sure all this is one big misunderstanding that we are all going to laugh about later. Where are you now?”

“I’m in the tub trying to calm down,” you cried. “Joel left a while ago, but I don’t know where he went.”

“Look, I really think you should try to enjoy your bath and relax. Talk to Joel when he gets back. That’s the only way you’ll be able to clear your head. All this unneeded stress isn’t good for the baby.” Tommy then came back into the room with his brother on the phone this time. “Listen sweetie, I need to go. Tommy just got home. I’ll talk to him and see if he has talked to Joel at all. Just try to relax for me, okay. We will get to the bottom of this.”

“I’ll try,” you sniffed still having a hard time with the situation. You did know one thing though, you needed to talk to Joel, and you were going to do that as soon as he got home.

Meanwhile, Maria had taken the phone from Tommy feeling awful for lying to her best friend, “Joel, it’s me, we have a situation. Where are you?”

“I’m at the airport walking to the arrival gate. What’s going on?” he asked nervously. He tried to get information from his brother, but Tommy was in the dark about it too. “Was there an issue with the flight?”

“As far as I know everyone got on the flight fine. Your wife however just called me practically bawling her eyes out.”

“What, why?! What the fuck happened? She was sound asleep when I left,” Joel was really starting to freak out now. He was afraid something had happened to her or the baby. It was enough to make him turn around and started walking back to the garage where he parked his rental car.

Maria, at this point, had to get up and take something for the headache that was developing. “Well, she isn’t now idiot! She heard your phone call with Tommy and now some how she thinks that you are cheating on her.”

Joel who was now running, stopped dead in his tracks, “She thinks what?”

“You heard me. She is currently in the tub thinking you would rather be there with your supposed mistress than her.”

“Why on earth would she think that? I’d rather die than stick my dick where it doesn’t belong.”

“Well besides your nonstop texting with dumbass #2 (Tommy), she knows that you have been working late on purpose.”

“Well of course I’ve been working late,” Joel shouted. “How the hell was I supposed to afford our initial trip and then all this. Ugh, this is so messed up. I went to check on her after our call and I could have sworn she was asleep. Dammit, I knew something was up with her. Why the hell didn’t she just talk to me?”

Maria just sighed, “You know how her anxiety gets and I’m sure the pregnancy hormones aren’t helping either. I know you wanted to do this grand surprise, but Joel, you need to tell her sooner rather than later. All this stress isn’t good for her or the baby.”

“I know, I know, I just really wanted to surprise her. I wanted to do one last special thing for her before the baby came,” Joel could feel his eyes start to swell up with tears. This was the last thing he thought would happen and he couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

“You can still surprise her Joel. Just head back to the hotel as soon as you are done there and talk to her. Explain everything to her and I’m positive this will end well for you. You can still make this all work in your favor.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry you got pulled into all this. I really wish you guys were here with us too. We owe you a lot.”

“Don’t worry about it. We love you guys and as much as we would like to be there with you all, someone needs to hold this place down while you are gone. Too many projects to deal with. Now go get your girl.”

As Joel figured out what he was going to do when he got back, you had finally got out of the tub feeling somewhat better. You were still feeling a little uneasy but were going to power through and enjoy yourself before your talk with Joel.

So, you ordered yourself a gourmet breakfast from room service and took your meal outside on the patio to eat. You listened and spectated to the busy beach in front of you. Laughter of children filled the air while shouts from a nearby volleyball game peaked your interest. You kept turning your head back and forth between the two. You found yourself lingering longer on the children building a sandcastle that kept getting destroyed by the waves. Oh, how you missed your own two children and wished that they were there with you. You missed their giggles, their love, and their cuddles. As far as things went now, all you wanted was to go home and be with them again. It just wasn’t paradise without them.

Long after your breakfast and people watching, you found yourself at the water’s edge, watching the waves come in and out. You were so entranced that you didn’t hear Joel come up behind you. “Darlin, I think we need to talk.”

“Why, so you can break it to me gently? Afraid of how I’ll react?”

Joel winced at your tone. He was so screwed, “So you did hear me. I swear to you darlin, it’s not even remotely close to what you are thinking. If you just let me, explain…”

“Are you cheating on me?”

“Darlin I…”

You finally turned around to face him and your eyes were filled with anger. You decided that you weren’t going to waste anymore tears on this man. Joel could sense your anger because he took a step back as if he was afraid. “I don’t want to hear your darlin or anything else from you. Just answer the question Miller, are you cheating on me?”

“No, I ain’t cheatin on you goddammit. Stop saying that shit,” he responded equally as annoyed. “I have not and will not ever cheat on you. I’m a little hurt and pissed off that you would ever think that!”

“But I heard…”

“No, my turn to talk. What you heard was a phone call between me and Tommy,” Joel growled and stepped closer to you. You couldn’t help but feel like a child that was about to get a talking too. “I was giving him an update on what was going on here. He and Maria have been in one my surprise to you since the beginning.”

“Okay, but that still doesn’t explain…”

“Me working late? That was so I could make a little more cash so we could extend our stay here. I was doing some extra projects for some of our customers.” He stepped even closer to you and pulled you into his arms, “I promise you on my life darlin, I would never ever cheat on you. You are the only one I will ever want and need. You are it for me darlin.”

You didn’t even have to look at him to know that he was telling you the truth. You could hear it all in his voice. When you looked up at him, you could see it too. All the love that he had for you was reflected in his big brown puppy dog eyes. “Oh Joel!” you cried, throwing your arms around him. “I’m so sorry. I feel like such an idiot. I really don’t know what I was thinking.”

Joel chuckled in your embrace and held you tight, “It’s alright darlin. We’ll just chalk it up to your hormones being out of whack.”

“Sounds good to me,” you laughed releasing Joel to wipe your tears from your face, “And for the record, I’m sure that I’m going to love whatever it is that you have planned.”

You watched as his demeanor changed again as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck, “Yeah so about that. I was going to do it later on this evening, but I was in the middle of picking it up when Maria called. I knew I had to get back here as soon as possible, so I didn’t have time to present it like I wanted to.”

You once again felt guilty as you could tell he wanted to put everything he had into this surprise. “Oh baby, I am so, so sorry. I’m sure that I’m going to love it no matter what.”

“I know you darlin. Why don’t you turn around and look.”

You instantly grew excited yet nervous. Talking a deep breath, you slowly turned around and felt your breath get caught in your throat. Standing behind you were your parents, Ben, and Sarah. “Mommy!” Ben shouted and ran towards you as fast as his little legs could carry him.

“My baby,” you cried as you took him into your arms. “What are you guys doing here?”

“I know that this was supposed to be our baby moon, but it was a little selfish to have this place all to ourselves. Also with baby girl coming, I figured we could probably have one last family vacation before she gets here.”

You managed to pull yourself away from planting kisses all over Sarah and Ben’s faces and pulled Joel down towards you to give him a kiss of his own. “This is the best present ever baby. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

“Don’t thank me just yet darlin. There is one more surprise left. It’s another reason why I wanted our family here.”

You watched as he slowly got down on one knee.

“Joel…”

“Darlin…baby, I’ve been wanting to do this for a while now and I couldn’t think of a better place to do it. When I first proposed to you and we decided to elope instead, I couldn’t help but feel a little sad that I wasn’t able to give you the dream wedding that you deserved. You deserved to be surrounded by your family with your dad walking you down the aisle. You deserved a wedding that you could gossip about for years. So, when we decided to come here, I knew that this was the place to make all that come true. I started working late so I could afford tickets and an extra hotel room. I also bought us an extra week here for some family fun. Darlin, the love of my life, as we stand here surrounded by those we love, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife again?”

You watched with tears streaming down your face as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a ring box. When he opens it, your heart stops. It was your grandmother’s wedding ring. The ring you kept asking your mother for, but she claimed to have lost it.

“What to do say darlin? My knees are sort of killin me here.”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

You had always known Joel to have steady hands, but as he reached for your hand to put the ring on, you could see them shake. Once the ring was safely on your finger, Joel stood up and pulled you into his arms, placing a romantic kiss on your lips. You were so in the moment that you both didn’t hear the cheers and congratulations coming from your family. You never in your life dreamed of something like this happening.

“I love you darlin,” Joel sweetly whispered resting his head on yours.

“I love you too baby. Thank you for all of this. This baby moon has been the best experience of my life.”

Joel was about to tell you something, but Ben, who was tired of the love stuff, let out a big groan, “Can we go play in the water now?”

Everyone let out a chuckle as they looked down at the five-year-old. “Oh, how I missed you, bubba,” Joel smiled lifting his son up in the air. “Let daddy go get changed and then we can go play in the water.” He gave you one more kiss before he sprinted back to the room to change.

That left you to receive hugs and kisses from your parents and Sarah. It was so nice to see them again even though it had only been a few days. Once Joel came back, he took the kids into the water while you stayed behind with your parents watching your family play.

Later that evening, Joel surprised you by remarrying you under the stars. Just like he said, you had your father and mother walk you down the aisle, while Sarah served as your bride’s maid and Ben served as Joel’s best man. That night you vowed to continue loving and respecting each other. To continue raising your family with good morals and values, and to never let anything tear you apart. For you, it was the perfect fairytale wedding. You even facetimed Tommy and Maria who were planning a big party for you when you got home.

After the wedding and a nice family dinner together, you and Joel parted ways where he took you back to your hotel room and made love to you for hours. You ended up falling asleep in each other’s arms with big smiles on your faces. This certainly was the best baby moon ever.

4 months later…

It was currently four in the morning, and everyone was gathering at the hospital where you had just given birth to your baby girl. Everyone was impatiently waiting for Joel to come out and update everyone on how things went.

As the proud grandparents and aunt and uncle speculated on the baby’s height and weight, Sarah noticed Ben hanging out in the corner by himself. Being the protective big sister that she was, Sarah went over and sat next to him, “Hey buddy, what’s going on?”

Ben turned to look at her with tears in his eyes, “Do mommy and daddy still love me?”

Sarah just looked at her brother in shock, “Awe Ben, of course they still love you. Why would you say that?”

“Because they had another baby. Ryan from school said when mommies and daddies have babies, they don’t love you anymore.”

“Oh, Benny come here,” Sarah said immediately pulling her crying brother into her arms. “Just because mommy and daddy had another baby doesn’t mean they don’t love you. Look, they still love me even though they had you. I promise you that mommy and daddy will still love you just like they love the new baby.”

Sarah could see that Joel had come out and was currently informing everyone on how you were doing. She gently placed Ben back on the seat when she went to go get her dad. Ben needed to hear from Joel that he still loved him. “Hey dad, how’s mom?”

“She’s doing amazing! Baby girl is doing great too. A little on the small side, only 6 pounds, but she is doing great. You can go in and see them. We want you kids to see her first,” he smiled with joy. “Where’s bubba?”

“He’s over there, but dad, Benny is freaking out. A boy at school told him that you don’t love him anymore because you had another baby,” Sarah flinched knowing her dad would lose his shit.

“A boy said what?!” Joel shouted, causing everyone in the waiting room to turn and look at him.

Sarah’s cheeks grew red with embarrassment, “Dad, please don’t cause a scene. Just go talk to him. What room is mom in?”

“451, but don’t tell her about Ben alright. Let me handle this,” he then gave Sarah a big hug before sending her on her way. You were already exhausted and he didn’t want you to worry.

Inside Joel was fuming. Of course, he would never hurt a child, but as soon as he found out who the kid’s dad was, he was going to kick his ass. That would be later though. Right now, Joel knew that had to bury his anger and focus all his love and attention on his son. So just like Sarah, he went and sat down next to Ben pulling him into his lap, “Hey bubba, mommy is asking for you. Do you want to go meet your baby sister?”

“No!” Benny shouted and tried to hop off Joel’s lap. It broke Joel’s heart to see his son so upset.

“Ben stop it. Look, your sister told me that you think we don’t love you anymore. Is that true?”

“Ryan at school said…”

“Hey, hey look at me Ben,” Joel said softly as he lifted his son’s face to look up at him, “I don’t care what Ryan said. I want to know how you feel. Talk to me bubba, you don’t have to be scared.”

Ben’s eyes swelled up with tears as he pouted his little lip, “Will…will you still love the same as the new baby? You won’t forget about me?”

Joel was trying his hardest to keep himself in check. Ben almost had him in tears as well. He thought the both of you had prepared him enough for the baby’s arrival. You had one on one time with him making sure to give him all the love and attention that he needed. You had even sat down with him and explained that even though the baby may need more attention, he could come to you for snuggles and kisses whenever he wanted.

“Oh bubba, of course we aren’t going to forget about you. We love you. You are our baby boy. Our one and only son. Yes, the baby may need mommy and daddy a little bit more at times, but I promise that we are going to be there for you whenever you need it.”

“Can we still play trucks?”

“Of course, we can still play trucks. Daddy will even go buy you a new one. And you know what?”

“What?” Ben asked excitedly.

“You even get to help out with the baby too. You can help me, and mommy feed her and watch her while we make her a bottle or need to change her. She is going to need you to watch out for her Ben, just like how Sarah looks after you. Do you think you can do that? Once daddy goes back to work, he is going to need his little man to protect his mommy and sisters. Can you do that for me, bubba?”

Ben nodded and lifted his arms, showing Joel his little muscles, “Yes daddy. I’ll use my muscles like Spiderman.”

Joel couldn’t help but chuckle at his son’s cuteness, “Alright bubba you do that. Are you ready to go see mommy?”

“Yes daddy, let’s go!”

Joel then lifted his giggling son over his shoulder giving him a few tickles here and there as they made their way over to your room. He made sure though before they went in, he stopped to explain a few things to his son, “Alright bubba, we are to have to be quiet and calm now okay. Your sister might be sleeping, and mommy is really tired. Can you be a good boy for me?”

“Yes, daddy I will.” Joel loved his son so much. He couldn’t help but give him a kiss on his little head before they went into your room.

“There’s my boys,” you tiredly smiled as they walked into the room and over to the sink to wash their hands.  Both you and Sarah listened in on Joel explaining how germs were bad for the baby, so they had to make sure that their hands were always washed. Once they were done Joel brought your son over and placed Ben next to you. “Hey bubby I like your shirt.”

Ben was wearing a blue Big Brother shirt that Maria had picked out for him. “Thanks mommy. Is that my baby sister?” he asked pointing at the pink bundle in your arms.

“Yes, it is buddy. Come closer so she can see you.” With Sarah’s help, Ben moved closer to you and the baby.

“She’s so tiny! Is she gonna get bigger?”

“Of course, she will, you smiled, “One day she will be as big as you are now, but that won’t be for a while.”

“What’s her name mom?” Sarah asked, “I know you and dad were still having trouble deciding.”

Both you and Joel smiled as he took your free hand into his, “We decided to name her Gracelyn, Gracelyn Maria Miller.” You felt it was only right to name her after your best friend and her godmother.

“Can we call her Gracie?” Ben asked as he reached out to touch his sister.

“Of course, we can buddy. Do you want to hold her?”

Ben’s eyes lit up with excitement, “Yes please!”

With tears in your eyes, you handed Gracie over to Joel while Sarah helped Ben sit next to you with a pillow beside him.

“Make sure you hold on tight bubba. She is a wiggly worm,” Joel chuckled as he placed his youngest daughter into the arms of her brother. He then took out his phone and began taking pictures.

“Look mommy, I’m doing it!”

“Yes, you are buddy, good job,” you cried.

This is what life was all about. Your relationship with Joel was stronger than ever, you had three perfect healthy kids, and that’s all that really mattered. You didn’t need anything else in life, because in your eyes, your had everything you needed right in front of you.

[ateriblewriter]

An Uncle Trevor Night

Baby Ducky AU

singledad!Jamie. Uncle!Trevor, Nanny!reader.

Intros coming soon

Baby Ducky AU Masterlist

ENJOY!

You sat at the table watching Kinsley playing, waiting for Jamie or Trevor to get home. They promised one of them would be there soon, but you were getting impatient. Despite living the thrown together family as the nanny to the adorable Kinsley Jo, you still had a life outside of work. One that you were currently running late for at the moment.

“Oh shoot.” Trevor’s eyes went wide when he walked through the front door of the modest place they were living in. He had completely forgot that he was supposed to take your place in watching Kinsley for the night. “I’m sorry. Jamie won’t be back for a while but I’ve got her, so you go, have fun.”

“Thank you, Z. She still needs eat dinner, it’s bath night and then she needs to actually get to bed tonight.” You looked towards Trevor giving him the rundown of what still needed to be done.

“Dinner, bath, bed got it.” Trevor shooed you out, reciting the list quietly to himself again so he didn’t forget. “ You go. Say hi to Y/bff/N I said hi.”

“It’s actually a date. But I’ll let her know next time I see her” You ran to grab your bag from your room and dashing out the door. “Bye Z, bye Kins.”

“Hey kid, what are we eating for dinner tonight?” Trevor looked at the dark haired child.

“No, Unca Mama. I not hungry.” She told him as she continued to have a little tea party with her favorite stuffed animals, Nana the banana duck that Mason had given her for her birthday and Sheldon the shrimp .

“I call bull.” Trevor threw his head back in slight frustration before sinking to her level. “We have pizza or tacos. Or I can make you a jelly and cheese. Those are your options.”

“No.” Kinsley crossed her arms, and stomped her foot. She adamant on getting what she wanted and if she was stubborn enough, she knew Uncle Mama would give into her demands. “I want waffles.”

“Waffles are not an option kid. In fact we don’t have any.” Trevor sifted through the items in that were in the fridge, making note someone would have to make a trip to the store soon.

“No! Miss Y/N make them.”

“Well I’m not Miss Y/N and I don’t know how to make them.” He made the decision for the child, grabbing the ingredients for to make jelly and cheese sandwiches. As he suspected she was hungry and ate every bite of the sandwich and fruit he gave her. She even tried sharing it with her stuffies.

“Bath time Ducky.” Trevor went over to collect the child. He had let her continue playing for a bit while he cleaned up from dinner. Tonight was bath night

“No.” Kinsley continued to playing with her all her stuffies that were laid out in front of her.

“Kins, it’s just a bath. You like baths. You can have a pool party with your barbies or you can bring your animals in there.”

“No!” Kinsley screamed, testing the waters once again.

“Kinsley Jo, don’t scream at me.” Trevor always felt bad about scolding the child. She wasn’t his despite what some people might think and he felt like it wasn’t his place to do so. “Come on. It’ll be fun.”

Kins just looked at her uncle this time. Instead of saying anything she just got up and ran down a hallway.

After her bath, in which he ended up getting wet as well because the child decided to pour a cup of water, Trevor could tell the hellion child was tired and would soon go to bed and he could finally have a little peace and quiet after a long day.

“Let’s get on some fuzzy pajamas on. We can read some of the new books you got front the library.” Trevor laid out the plan for her. “Sound good?” He dried off Kinsley after her bath.

“NO!” She ran out into the hall again, a second kick of energy must have kicked in, this was going to be a long night for Trevor until Jamie came back.

Trevor groaned, running after the baby duck again. He managed to wrangle her in and get her ready for bed. They read five books books before the kid started yawning and snuggling close to Trevor.

“I miss daddy.”

“I know. But he’ll be back by the time you wake up tomorrow. How does that sound?” The little girl nodded.

“I love you uncle Trevor.” Kinsley engulfed Trevor in a big hug.

“I love you too, baby duck.” Some days he questioned himself why he stuck around to help Jamie with Kinsley. But moments like this made it all worth it and he wouldn’t have traded it for the world.

Please let me know what you think! Also if anyone has any suggestion for shenanigans for this weird family let me know! 

[gaiassecretsportsdiary]

Brocedes: What is it? Part 2

{Just a note this will be a multi-part series 💛}

Read part 1 here for information on key people and background :)

2000

Nico & Lewis are both 15 years old & are teammates for the Formula A team Mercedes Benz McLaren.

Here is a quote from Robert Kubica:

"there was always competition. But they didn't fight. It was friendly competition. There was always laughing afterwards." //"they would even have races to eat pizza"

The two were reported to often share hotel rooms in their younger years, the rooms being reported as the

"scene of many wrestling matches between them"

Dino Chiesa even saying this:

"many times I was called by reception about some problem in the room. It might be noise, or they might have broken something. They would never sleep so they were always tired in the morning."

"they both liked ice cream so much, particularly vanilla. During the night they wanted to eat ice cream always, so I had to go out everywhere to find some and keep them happy."

Lewis even saying that he would often persuade Nico to buy him sweets.

The two were known to have competitions over absolutely everything.

Lewis:

"we always had great competition whether on the racetrack or computer games or playing football"

"probably the first bit of competition we had was when Nico used to ride a unicycle everywhere so I thought, 'I've got to learn how to ride this unicycle. I've got to be better than him' I spent all my time outside the go-kart learning to ride this unicycle."

It is said that Lewis taught himself how to ride the unicycle in two hours

2013

While the two were still friends Lewis reflected on his friendship with Nico & he said this:

"I have never laughed so much than when we were racing together. Nico was kicking everyone's butt at that time. We had so great races together and built a great relationship."

"we were just arriving and enjoying go-karts and eating pizzas every weekend, fighting all the time and just having fun, whereas now it's all business"

The two often talked about what they would do when the two of them got to F1 together, making plans to hopefully be teammates one day & go on to become world champions together.

Lewis:

"Nico would say 'when i"m in formula one' and for me it was always 'if i ever get to formula one.' Because obviously Nico's dad was a formula 1 driver- he knew he was going to make it."

[fanatic-writers]

Adventures in Babysitting

Chapter Two: Finding Home

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A/n: Sorry this took so long, I'm going to try and update this every week or so. This part is heavily based off of season one, episode four. However, I tried to change it up a bit. The next chapter will likely focus more on some Tatooine shenanigans

Word Count: 4624

Pairing: (Eventual) Din Djarin x Mandalorian!Reader

Warnings: Canon levels of violence but it's very tame, lil bit o' angst I actually read this over once before posting it but I cannot promise that it doesn't have awful grammar

Summary: Reader is the Armorer's daughter and is also a foundling. She and Din have known each other for a long time but he was never quite able to break his shell. When the Mandalorians help Din escape with the child she is ordered to go to his ship to help him care for the thing.

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“Where are we going?” The question was simple enough, but Din didn’t have the answer, not one that he knew would satisfy you. “Somewhere quiet.” Was all he said, he heard you mutter something about a plan but ignored it. You were tired of being cramped in the small space the Razor Crest provided. Sure, you had room to stretch your legs but that didn’t mean that the expanse of stars wasn’t getting boring. The kid seemed antsy too, babbling away in your lap as he held onto his silver ball. “I know Lil’ Bug, we’ll be somewhere soon.” You cooed down at the small child before taking him in your arms and leaving the cockpit, no doubt to make one of your many laps around the ship. Although Din supposed it was less making laps and more pacing in the ship’s hull.

He sighed when the door closed behind him, his head resting on the back of the chair. When he took this whole save the kid mission on, he never expected he’d have much company. But now, here you were, always right around the corner. You gave him his space and he was grateful for that but even he was beginning to want for an open expanse of nothingness just so he could be alone for a moment. He heard the door to his bunk slide open and a clink of a helmet before it shut again. The two of you had come to an agreement the first day you’d been on board. You’d take turns using his bunk to sleep, the other would know not to disturb you as you’d leave your helmet outside the door. If you were taking a nap, then that meant you’d managed to get the child to settle down and sleep too. Meaning, he’d have a moment of peace and quiet all to himself. He didn’t mind your company; it was nice to have a second set of hands to deal with the kid, but damn if he didn’t miss the quiet.

He hadn’t realized that he ended up dozing off himself until he heard you scolding the child for trying to crawl into his lap. “He’s sleeping.” You whispered at the small creature as you scooped him into your arms. “You can bug him later.” His eyes slipped open just in time to see you cradle the child in your arms and put him back in his seat, much to his protest. “I know little Bug, but we gotta be patient. Mando probably knows what he’s doing.” You glanced to the armor-clad man a slight teasing tone to your voice. He stirred a bit before letting himself fully wake up, stretching out a bit in the chair. “Morning.” You hummed as you watched his arms stretch over his head. “The kid is hungry and we’re starting to run out of rations.” “We’re almost there.” The Mandalorian sighed as he took the Razor Crest out of hyperdrive.

You ended up going back down to the storage area of the ship, doing your best to scavenge up some sort of snack for the kid. He had quite an appetite and sooner or later you were sure he’d eat you both out of house and home. That and he was much less likely to pester Din if his hands were full of food. The lights went out in the hull, and you frowned slightly before they flickered back on. A moment later the ship was rattling under your feet, almost knocking you over before settling once more. You heard Mando call your name from the cockpit and chuckled lightly to yourself before heading back up to the others. “I leave you alone for one second and you’re already getting yourself in trouble Bug.” You playfully scolded the child before taking him from Din and holding him in your lap as a blue-green planet came into view. You breathed a sigh of relief. “Should be far enough out that we’ll be safe. We can make the place home while we figure out what exactly we’re going to do with the kid.” He spoke to you before looking down at the kid. “You ready to lay low and stretch your legs for a couple of months you little womp rat?” Din spoke to the child, causing a soft chuckle to barely escape the modulator of your helm.

Not long after the ship was landing, you almost ran out of the thing before the doors opened, eager to get some fresh air in your system. The Mandalorian stayed behind for a moment before joining you outside “Stay close,” Mando hummed as you began to wander a bit. “The kid should stay in the ship, we’ll come back for him when we have lodging set up.” “It looks like there’s a small town up ahead, should have a cantina or something.” You spoke, turning back to him. “We can get the kid something to eat and maybe take something with us for later.” You suggested. Din just nodded and joined you in your search for food. Despite his earlier instructions, it wasn’t long before the little guy had appeared by his side. That led to you carrying the child once he started getting tired. Din watched as you seemed to make conversation with the kid. He would babble something, and you would respond with a series of I knows, makes sense to me, or you’re rights. He almost thought you understood him for a moment. Of course, you had no idea what the kid was trying to say but that didn’t stop you from trying to make him feel welcome and comfortable.

The three of you reached the small tavern in the town and ordered some stew from the kid, figuring you’d both eat later in the privacy of the Razor Crest. Din sat across from you, scanning the place before you saw him tense. “Stay here, watch the kid.” He ordered before getting up from the table and leaving. You frowned slightly and did what you were told, at least for the moment. You watched as the green child’s eyes followed Mando, letting out a sad coo. “Wait for your food and then we can go make sure he’s not doing anything stupid.” You spoke to him. True to your word, as soon as the kid had a bowl of soup in his hands you both were headed out the door and around the side where you heard a fight. The child walked in front of you, and you followed behind “Careful Little Bug.” You called after him, not too worried about his safety as you saw Din fighting someone who looked to be from the New Republic. They both paused and looked to the child before looking up at you. “Are you two done?” Din could hear the tinge of disapproval in your voice and pushed himself up, picking up the kid and moving back to the tavern, only this time the woman joined you.

The four of you all sat at a small table, you were far more focused on making sure the little one actually ate his food than the conversation at hand. Even when the two of you were younger Din had always been the one far more focused on the safety and practicality of the situation and planning for the safety of his and other’s futures. You, on the other hand, preferred to live in the moment and figure the rest out later. You only tuned back in when the woman, Cara, let you know that you’d have to move on. “Well I guess this planet is taken” Mando sighed as he looked between you and the kid. “You say that like we both haven’t spent most of our lives in hiding and like this is a small dinky planet where she be able to see us on the other side of it.” You grumbled, more so just wanting a couple more moments of not being trapped on his ship. “There isn’t anything on the other side of the planet.” Din countered and you sighed. “We’ll stay the night here, on the ship. We can pack up in the morning. There's other planets with no outposts and little business going on.” You simply nodded in response, once the kid had finished his food you ordered a couple of bowls to go and some cured meat before the three of you made your way back to the ship.

You spent the rest of the daylight outside of the Razor Crest, watching the kid wander around the area, laughing at how focused he was on Din. If you ever felt that you’d lost the little guy you could usually find him at Din’s feet, curiously watching whatever he was doing. “Go rest.” You spoke after a while. “I know you’re going to be up all night making sure everything is in order. I’ll watch the kid while you sleep.” You assured him, your gloved hand resting on his shoulder briefly. You almost thought you felt him tense under you slightly, but it was hard to tell with the beskar in the way “You have my word.” “I know I do,” Din muttered and you almost swore you heard a smile in his voice. “Don’t go too far.” You shook your head lightly “I won’t, but just so we’re clear, even if I did, we’d be fine.” You assured him. He didn’t react, just moved to stand up and make his way onto the ship to get some well-deserved sleep. As he rested you and the child played outside, making sure you were both quiet enough that nothing would disturb the Mandalorian.

When the sun started to set Din rejoined you and you gathered some of the bone broth from earlier. It wouldn’t be hot anymore, but it was still something of substance. You took him inside to eat and left a bowl of the broth and some of the cured meat for Din, hoping he’d actually eat the stuff once he was in private. You, however, didn’t eat until after the child had fallen asleep, sequestering yourself to the privacy of the small cabin area so you could take off your helmet without having to worry about anyone seeing you. Not long after you fell asleep yourself.

You were awoken a couple hours later by a soft knock on the door to the cabin “We got company” Din warned you. You waited till you heard the footsteps and voices leaving the ship before quickly slipping your helmet back over your head. You crawled out of the cabin, greeted by two men you hadn’t seen before. “We’re going to be working a job for them, clearing out some raiders.” The Mandalorian explained before handing you a box of supplies. You took them and followed him out of the ship, setting the box with the others. After a few more trips you secured the child into the vehicle you’d be using for passage and started off on your journey. But not before making a pit stop to pick up a familiar face. You waited with the child as Din convinced Cara to join the rest of you, once again keeping to yourself as they talked about the job that lay ahead of you. As they talked you laid back with the child on your stomach, pointing out constellations in the sky above you before you heard him begin to snore softly. The rest of you dozed off as well, waking up the next morning when the cart came to a stop.

You rolled your neck as you sat up, carefully placing the child next to you as you did so. You smiled to yourself at the sight of children running around, all of them interested in your small friend. You made sure to watch the child as Mando unloaded your supplies into a nearby hut. Once you were sure the child was safe you let yourself steal glances in his direction, catching him pull a blaster on one of the children that began to enter the hut. That’s one way to make an impression you thought to yourself before you slowly made your way closer to them. You kept your distance, listening closely to the conversation Din was having with the woman who was kind enough to set up a home for the three of you. As she and her child left the hut you joined Din, helping him set a few things up so you’d have an easy night. There were plans that needed to be discussed, rules that likely needed to be put in place, but for the moment you were just happy to be out of the ship and in a mostly safe place. You weren’t really concerned about the raiders; you knew Din had dealt with worse and you had the training to keep yourself and the others safe as well. With the added help of Cara, you doubted it would be much of a job. “Nice place.” You hummed as you moved about the small hut, trying to make some form of conversation with your bunkmate. Din nodded in agreement, passing you a sheet so you’d be able to section off part of the space from prying eyes. You both knew how curious children could be and doubted they understood the importance of your creed. You climbed onto a couple of boxes and made to pin the cloth where you could reach, feeling Din’s eyes on you the whole time. “You gonna stare or do you want to help?” You teased him as you stretched the cloth as far as it would go, able to section off a corner of the room where you’d be able to sleep safely knowing no one could see you. Din joined you at your side, helping to pin the fabric to the wall. His fingers brushed over yours for a moment and you tried to ignore the shiver that ran down your spine. You were here on a mission from your mother and you, and Din were just friends, you reminded yourself. Nothing more, nothing less. You sighed and ducked under the cloth, observing your handiwork from the other side “Should be good enough.” You spoke once more as you looked up at him. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to explore our surroundings a bit. Get an idea of what exactly we’re dealing with when it comes to our perimeter.” “I’ll be out in a minute with Cara to join you,” Din commented as he watched you walk out the door.

“We’re screwed.” Were the first words out of your mouth when Cara and Din joined you after their little town hall. “There's no way we manage to get everyone ready by the time those raiders come back.” You sighed as you looked between the two of them. “You heard them, they’re not leaving.” Din breathed “Better to do what we can than nothing at all. We did have a deal after all and-“ “And we can’t go back on our word.” You finished for him “This is the way.” He added “This is the way.” You replied, leaning against the walls of the hut you were gathered in “So what now?” “We get them ready.” Cara shrugged before leaving the two of you alone.

You spent the next weeks training the civilians of the town. Din and Cara focusing on fighting and shooting while you did your best to piece together some form of armor for them. You sat outside the hut you shared with Din, hammering some grommets into a piece of leather as you watched him at the makeshift shooting range. You couldn’t help the twinge of jealousy that began to brew in your chest as you saw him getting closer to Omara. You couldn’t blame him; she was beautiful and had a sharp eye. She picked up on the skills she needed easily, and you could tell she was a strong leader. The child babbled at you from your side, and you let out a breath. “What was that Bug?” You asked as you turned to look at the kid who held up a hammer towards you. You smiled under your helm and passed him a piece of scrap leather and some grommets so he could “help.” “You make a great assistant Little One.” You hummed as you got back to work, trying to push the thoughts of Din out of your head.

You were fitting the townspeople as the sun started to get lower in the sky. You’d manage to make enough chest pieces for everyone. It wasn’t your best work, but it was clear you’d put in the effort to do your best with what you had. You had a few more people to get ready before you’d start work on barricading one of the huts so the kids would stay safe during the battle. You were to stay back while Din and Cara went to make the first move. You’d be able to provide any structure they may need should Cara and Din get into trouble in the woods, or if the plan didn’t run as smoothly as you hoped it would. You were making your way back to Din, needing to fit only Omara, when you spotted the two of them at the entrance to your hut. You paused and watched them for a moment before Cara snuck up by your side. “You know you’re lucky you have a helmet covering your face.” She spoke up, causing you to jump slightly. “Can’t imagine you have the best poker face when you’re pretty much staring at him all the time.” “How do you know I’m not blinking?” You quipped back, you knew she was right, and she knew you knew, so there was no real reason to hide your feelings. “I can just tell.” She shot back before nudging you forward. “C’mon, someone’s gotta break up their little moment. We don’t have time for it, not yet anyway.” You rolled your eyes under your helm and joined her as she walked up to the two, letting them know it was time to go.

While Cara and Din made their way to the camp, you and Omara made sure everyone was in their proper positions. You stayed on the opposite side as her, the both of you able to keep an eye on the hut that housed the children should they need your help. You were hoping this would be easy, the mech would fall like it was supposed to and you, Din, and Cara could easily clear out the rest of the raiders with the help of the townspeople. Of course, things could never be easy for you. You heard Din and Cara making their way back to the barricades, giving your fellow Mandalorian a small nod that he returned. And then you waited with bated breath. You saw the glow of the eyes through the tree line, followed by thunderous crashes of the trees and the mech feet. You held your position as it crept closer and closer to the trap, and then it stopped. “Kriff” You muttered under your breath as you watched the mech scan the surroundings. As soon as its light flashed over the area you ducked behind the barricade, pulling down the people next to you. The hut behind you exploded with a blast from the AT-ST and you did your best to ignore the ringing in your ears as you and everyone else opened fire on it and the raiders that started to appear below its feet. “We need a change of plan!” You called over to Din and Cara “Working on it!” Cara yelled back. Seconds later you watched as she ran onto the battlefield before ducking into one of the pools of water. Din covered her and you made easy work of taking down as many of the raiders as you could from your spot before you realized this was going to get a tad hairy. You holstered your blaster, grabbing your vibroblade before charging in with the townspeople. You watched as one of them was knocked to the ground by a raider, slashing at him while he was busy gloating over his feeble victory. You knew you had a better chance of surviving a hit from one of them than anyone else that was out there so you had no problem putting yourself in harms way if it meant keeping as many of them alive as you could. While you were in the middle of grabbing another bandit you heard a large crash behind you. You quickly grabbed your blaster out of its spot and shot the raider before turning to look at the sight before you. The AT-ST had been taken down and the raiders took that as their sign to leave. You rolled your neck and shook the tension from your body as the field cleared. Most everyone had made it out and the village would be safe, at least for a while. You knew they at least had the skills to defend themselves now.

Din watched as you helped the villagers work, making sure everything was cleaned up. He took note of the way you always stole glances at the kid. It was peaceful here, the child was happy, and you seemed comfortable, he wouldn’t mind living like this. Omara brought a drink out to Cara, offering the same to him but he refused. “So, what happens if you do take that thing off?” Cara asked as she sipped her drink “Do they hunt you down or something?” “No, you just can’t ever put it back on again,” Din explained. “That’s it?” She looked unimpressed. “You’re telling me you can slip off that helmet, settle down with that beautiful widow, and raise your kid here sipping spotchka?” Din knew she didn’t understand fully what she was implying, but he had to admit it wasn’t a half bad idea. But then there was his creed, the kid, you. He knew he’d have to leave the planet after the commotion they’d made. He knew word would spread and people would come looking around. He could leave the kid behind; he’d be safe here. You’d give him hell for it, but it wasn’t like you couldn’t visit. He just knew that he couldn’t give the little guy the life he deserved and the safety that this planet could provide if he was traveling and taking on bounties again. You could stay if you wanted but he was sure you’d like to go home too, get back to your work and finish your training as a smith.

As he told this to Cara his eyes found you, you’d just finished something up and turned, meeting his gaze. You offered him a small wave and he acknowledged it with a nod. There was something about you that he always found intriguing, it’s why you’d gotten along as kids. You two seemed to bring balance to each other. In training he was always the one that had a plan while you’d just rush in, impatient to get things over with. You had the skills to be a great fighter if you only had a little more patience, at least that’s the way things were years ago. He wasn’t so sure now. You’d grown up, he had too, but seeing you in action the other day reminded him of your sparring sessions as children. You were always chastised for being reckless and he’d always get a comment about needing to act faster. Both of your mentors knew you could learn a thing or two from the other and so you’d often train together. It led to a sort of bond between the two of you that made for an easy friendship. For a moment you two were joined at the hip. When you’d each turned sixteen it was almost expected that he would take you to be his riduur, but life had other plans. You were both on your own paths at that point, you could be found in the forge most of the time and he was out fighting with his mentor. When he’d lost him, Din wasn’t really sure he wanted to be close to someone again and so he distanced himself from you. You tried to break through the walls he'd put up but he refused to let you in, he refused to lose someone he cared about again. And so, he convinced himself he didn’t care, that you two had grown apart. “You should probably make your plans known.” Cara’s voice pulled Din from his thoughts, and he nodded, eventually making his way out to Omara.

You had ended up joining the children at their request, they were attempting to catch frogs and other creatures from the pool of water, and they thought you might be able to help. It had been a long while since you’d allowed yourself that kind of luxury, but you were safe here, with no obligation to any sense of duty for the first time since you were found by the Mandalorians. You laughed along with them as a frog slipped from your grasp. Some of the kids ran after it while the others tried to coax the kid into catching one again. He looked to you as if asking for permission and you nodded. “Show ‘em whatcha got Little Bug.” You smiled, watching as Din made his way out into the fields. Your heart froze in its chest, a pit settling in your stomach as you watched Omara’s hands meet the side of his helmet, moving it upwards. Time seemed to move in slow motion, and you felt jealousy boil in your blood. You’d always thought he would be yours; you knew you had no right to claim him as your own, especially after how long it had been since the two of you had been close, but that didn’t stop the ache in your heart. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as his hands gripped her wrists, stopping her. If you two were to travel together you’d have to learn to push your old feelings aside. Your mother had always told you to be patient with Din, that he’d come around he just needed time and space. You’d given him that for the last 20 years and nothing seemed to change if anything he talked to you less. You’d gotten used to the fact that he hadn’t returned your feelings but seeing him with someone else almost made you feel like there was something wrong with you. Like you’d done something you didn’t know about that made him upset and that was why he had distanced himself from you.

The bang of a gunshot pulled you from your trance, your body instantly jumping into action as you grabbed the child and ushered the children around you into the nearest building. You left the kid with Winta, knowing she’d keep an eye on him as you moved out of the hut and began to round up the other children and get them to safety. Omara took over your place and you made your way to the woods where Din had gone, your blaster at the ready. When you spotted Din and Cara you lowered your weapon. “We have to go, they know he’s here,” Din spoke before moving past you and back to the village. You clenched your jaw, upset that you were losing your peace and the child was losing his safety. After taking a moment you followed the two of them back and began to pack up.  

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A Family for Christmas | B.R.B.

Summary: You let Bradley spend Christmas with you and your family

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x f!reader

Content warnings: Mentions of spousal death, reader is a single mom, slight angst with a fluffy ending, drinking

Being a single mom was hard. The circumstances were unexpected, with your husband unexpectedly dying in a car accident. You were left with two boys, both under five. That had been five years ago, and your kids were now eight and six. You never moved out of the house that it seemed like everything had started in. You just couldn't bring yourself to do it, and it didn't really seem like there would be a point to it, either. The boys were so young, and that would've only added to the stress of things.

Your neighbors who you loved dearly had to move, and you saw a new guy move in. The conventions of bringing a new neighbor a pie or casserole had been phased out, and you only saw him every once in a while.

"Mom! Wes and I were playing catch and the ball went over the neighbor's fence!" Alex yelled as he walked into the house through the back door. You sighed and stopped folding the laundry to go outside.

"Okay, which neighbor?" You asked. Alex pointed to the privacy fence separating your yard from the new neighbor's yard.

"I'll go get it if he's home. Don't go anywhere."

You were lucky that he was home.

"Hey, I'm so sorry to bother you but my boys were playing and they threw a ball over your fence. I can tell you what it looks like if that's-,"

"No, it's okay. I'm Bradley. You can come in if you'd like."

You nodded your head and stepped into the house. It hadn't really changed since your old neighbors moved. After a few minutes, Bradley came back with the ball in his hand.

"Is this it?" He asked.

"Yep, that's the one. Thanks. Um, can I get your number? In case anything like this happens again."

Bradley smiled and got out his phone. You texted yourself from his phone to make sure that you had the number.

"You have a pretty name," he said.

"Thanks."

It took a few months, but you started really getting to know each other. On days when Bradley didn't have to work, you would send the boys to stay with your parents so that you could have date night.

You were laying in bed with Bradley when your phone went off. Your mom had asked about what the plans for the Christmas dinner were. You offered to host it this year, and everyone was ecstatic.

"So, my family is coming over for dinner on Christmas. I know you spend the holidays alone, and I completely understand, but do you want to come over and eat with us? We don't open gifts. There are like ten kids including the boys and it gets overwhelming if we do gifts."

"Sure! Do I have to bring anything like a pie or...?"

"No, we always go potluck style and I'm gonna make the desserts. Everything else is taken care of."

Christmas music played softly throughout the house as you welcomed your family members. When Bradley walked in, you gave him a hug and a quick kiss.

"I know you said I didn't need to bring anything but I felt bad so I brought some wine and a cheese platter."

"Okay! Um, you can come in. We haven't started eating yet but I'm gonna go and put this down."

Things were in full swing when everyone sat down to eat. The room was full of laughter, and everyone was talking to Bradley about his career. Everyone loved him.

As people started to leave, you saw that the boys were starting to get tired. Your parents were able to keep them occupied until after everyone except for Bradley had left.

"We can take the boys tonight if you want. I'm sure you want to have some alone time with Bradley," your mom said. You chuckled and told the boys about what was going on.

"Bye, mom! Bye, Bradley!" They both said. You turned to Bradley and smiled.

"Have fun!" You said as they left.

Bradley helped you do the dishes and put away the leftovers. The night ended with the two of you in bed, drinking the wine that he brought and watching a Christmas movie.

"Thank you for today. I haven't really had a family gathering like that since... I actually can't remember. Dad died when I was little so it was just me and mom most of the time."

You could hear the emotion in Bradley's voice, so you pulled him in for a hug. A few moments passed before Bradley pulled away and looked at you.

"Is everything okay?" You asked.

"I wanted to say that I love you. Probably more than I've loved anyone. And I know we've only been together for a few months but I'm not gonna lie, I really wanna marry you someday. You don't have to think about this as a proposal because-,"

You interrupted Bradley with a kiss.

"I am thinking about this as a proposal, and I'm saying yes. Bradley, before I met you, I didn't think I would ever move on. You've changed my life, and the boys probably love you more than I do, and that's saying a lot. I'd marry you in a heartbeat."

Bradley wouldn't stop kissing you, and neither of you could stop laughing.

"My mom's ring is in Virginia. I'll figure it out, but she'd want you to have it. I want you to have it. We might have to get it resized but that's fine. Oh my God, I can't wait to marry you."

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[CN] Kiro's Frank Date Prologue + Event

🌸 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for content that hasn't been released on the EN server yet! 🌸

[Note: This has been translated with the help of Google Translate :>]

[PROLOGUE]

Buzz--

I turned off the alarm clock on my phone and was about to quietly get up, but the next second a hand pulled me back into bed.

Kiro: So early... where are you going...

MC: I want to make some breakfast first. You can sleep for a while longer~

I lifted the quilt and tried to slip away from Kiro's arms, but he hugged me tighter.

Kiro: But compared to having breakfast, I want to stay with you for a while longer.

Kiro: After all, after today, I won’t see MC for half a month...

Seeing him trying to fight sleep to talk to me, I couldn't help but reach out and touch the fluffy top of his head.

MC: It's up to you. I'll stay by your side and won't go anywhere. We'll have something to eat at the airport later.

MC: You can sleep for another half hour...

Kiro: I'm not sleepy anymore. Let's talk. I'm already awake.

Kiro said as he rubbed his sleepy eyes and deliberately opened them wide. He wanted to prove the "fact" that he had woken up, but all it did was make me see his tired and bloodshot eyes more clearly.

MC: Liar.

MC: You didn't get home from work until 2 a.m. and only slept for more than 4 hours. How could you possibly be awake?

Kiro: It doesn't matter, there's plenty of time on the plane anyway. 12 hours is enough for me to sleep for a long time.

Kiro: But there's no Miss Chips on the plane...

Kiro held up my face and pinched my cheek gently.

Kiro: But after I've wrapped up this show, I can rest with you for a few more days.

MC: Actually, if you ask Savin to schedule your work so tightly, you are squeezing yourself in advance.

He smiled, hiding his little thoughts that I had revealed.

Kiro: By then, we'll be having fun in France~ Let me stay with you, and you can stay with me.

Kiro: It's time for you to relax. Although I didn't finish work until 2 o'clock, who was still revising her plan when I came back?

MC: I just drank too much coffee during the day and couldn't sleep...

I looked away with a guilty conscience, but he gripped my chin and half-"forced" me to look into his eyes.

Kiro: What about the day before yesterday, the day before that... and last week?

MC: Hehe, don't worry, I can take a breather after handing in the documents today.

MC: But you should pay attention to your rest during rehearsals. I've heard from Savin that you've been working really hard on set these few days and have overused your voice.

MC: I made some lozenges yesterday. They should be cooling by now.

MC: I'll help you pack it into your suitcase later, so be careful with your voice during rehearsals!

Kiro: They must be way more delicious than the ones got outside.

Kiro: With Miss Chips' loving throat lozenges, I'll be full of energy during the rehearsals~

Buzz--

The cell phone alarm went off again, announcing that we had to get up.

Although I've become accustomed to the normalcy of his work, I still felt a little bit reluctant every time we were separated.

While Kiro was washing up, I left him a small note in the bag containing the throat lozenges.

TO DO LIST:

Remember to take the throat lozenges prepared by MC

Try not to stay up late

Pay attention to the temperature difference between morning and evening

Share interesting daily life

Plan a special tour itinerary

I hope you can gain a little surprise and warmth when you see it.

[Day 1: Dream Route]

Because I woke up too early to see off the plane, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier on the way back, and I uncontrollably started to doze off.

MC: No, now is not the time to sleep... You still need to familiarize yourself with the meeting materials.

My remaining sense of reason woke me up and I managed to dig out the information from my bag. However, unexpectedly, I found a bear-shaped velvet bag at the bottom of my bag.

MC: Looks like it's a secret treasure left by Mr. Kiro Bear~

After opening the velvet bag, there sat a small bag of apple candies and a short list left by Kiro.

Take Apple Box out for a walk

Water the catnip

Log in to my game account to receive daily rewards

Attend the award ceremony for me

~\(≧▽≦)/~ Come and meet meet me on the day the closed rehearsal ends

From: Kiro

The joy of discovering this secret treasure dispelled the worries caused by my sleepiness.

The fresh taste of apple candy in my mouth brought a hint of sweetness to my longing.

Memory Diary:

The apple candy flavor is sweet and a bit sour. Although we have just separated, I already feel a little bit missed when I look at the list he left behind. This is probably the chain reaction that opens the secret treasure.

-

[Day 2: Heart-warming Walk]

The park was fresh and pleasant after the rain, with green grass and crystal water droplets.

The setting sun reflected the happy smiling face of Apple Box. He loved his newly bought bone toy very much.

I took a lot of photos of him playing, picked the cutest one and sent it to Kiro.

MC: I had a lot of fun with Apple Box~

Kiro: I'm so jealous of Apple Box! His eyes are filled with happiness!

Kiro: Not only does he have a new toy, but he also has Miss Chips to accompany him. He's now the happiest puppy in the world!

MC: Judging from your tone, you don't seem jealous of Apple Box~

Kiro: Hmph, even though he's the happiest puppy in the world, I'm also about to be the happiest person in the world.

Kiro: When I see you, I'll definitely make up for the happiness that I've missed during this period of time.

Memory Diary:

Apple Box was really well-behaved. When we were in the park, many children wanted to play with him, and many young ladies took the initiative to take photos with him. It is said that dogs will become similar to their owners after being raised for a long time. In terms of attractiveness, seems like that they are indeed similar.

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[Day 3: Sunshine Mint]

The weather was exceptionally sunny over the weekend. Cello spread herself out on the floor, lazily basking in the sun.

She didn't want to move a step after she was full, and no matter how much I tried to tempt her with cat teasing sticks and cat toys, she remained indifferent.

While it was normal for her to be reluctant to move in such hot weather, she has been tending to be overweight recently

MC: Little lazy cat, it look's like I'll have to bring out the secret weapon!

For the sake of Cello's health, I turned to the balcony and prepared to pick some catnip that Kiro had planted before.

Note: "Cello's pot of catnip, I'll leave it to Miss Chips to take care of it~"

Signed: (★ ω ★) Kiro & Cello /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\

MC: Then I'll water the catnip first and then play with Cello~

Memory Diary:

After pouring a lot of water and enjoying the beautiful sunshine on the balcony, Catnip is also in good spirits today! In addition, it quietly announced: Kiro = my human mint.

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[Day 4: Limited Surprise]

In the blink of an eye, the queue at the door of the handicraft store had already stretched outside the mall.

While I was glad I came early, keeping my feet to one side, I counted the number of people in the line in front of me.

After all, for this sale, some styles didn't limit the maximum purchase quantity for each person.

MC: I hope that all the styles are available when my turn comes and that they're not sold out... let me buy the whole set!

The queue moved slowly, and when it was finally my turn, there weren't many figures left on the shelves, but fortunately I got a complete set.

MC: Wrap one of each for me. Let's go with this yellow gift box~

Memory Diary:

I had the foresight to get up early and queue up! This set of Kiro figurines has been in my heart for a long time. It would be a pity if I didn't buy them... As his cutest girlfriend, of course I have to give him a surprise~

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[Day 5: Stage Focus]

Courier: Hello, please sign for the express delivery.

MC: Okay, thank you.

I carefully opened the outer packaging till a delicate silk box was revealed in front of me--

Inside, was a performance costume specially customized for Kiro, which took a full three months to complete.

Kiro designed the outfit himself and hired famous tailors to make it. It was the first time they collaborated, but they had a tacit understanding.

MC: It looks better than expected.

The metallic threads he specially selected had hidden secrets, and their true charm could only be revealed under the stage lights.

MC: When Kiro comes back and sees it with his own eyes, he'll definitely be very happy~

I hope the next concert will come soon so that I can see him in his costume earlier.

Memory Diary:

I can't wait to see Kiro wearing this suit~ I'll be sure to take lots of photos of him and appreciate the most dazzling star on stage!

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[Day 6: Have Fun]

I turned on the computer and connected the game controller.

Note: (づ￣ 3￣)づ Help me get the daily rewards. The password is Miss Chips' birthday~

Signed: Kiro

MC: Hehe, with such a simple numeric password, aren't you afraid that your account will be hacked?

MC: (￣▽￣)" Oh yes, why would he be afraid of that...

I entered my password effortlessly and after a successful login--

Appeared a full set of equipment, a full set of skins, a full set of characters, all maps open--

MC: Hehe, today I can also experience the fun of a game master's account~

Memory Diary:

Turns out that the game is more enjoyable when two people play it. Compared to the fun brought by clearing levels, his company is the source of my real happiness.

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[Day 7: Care Bear]

I downed my third cup of coffee and took a few bites of cold instant noodles.

I've been working overtime for three days. Looking at the night sky outside the window, I can't help but sigh - quarterly reports were really life's enemies.

Every time I had to compare data and business conditions vertically and horizontally, I felt overwhelmed.

Ding--

It was so late. Could it be that the business partner was urging me? I opened the new email that popped up in the lower right corner.

Title: Sweet reminder from Little Bear

Sender: Kiro

Recipient: MC

If Miss Chips didn't reply to my message, she must have been working overtime in front of the computer and lost track of time...

I hope the program in the attachment can help you solve some minor problems. And I ordered a delicious late-night snack - finish it before working!

The little bear figure in the attachment was jumping around, guiding me to upload the report step by step, and quickly started the comparison calculation.

Little Bear: Sweet tip: The calculation time is the standard time to finish a bowl of hot rice dumplings.

Memory Diary:

It seems that no matter how far apart we are, he will always give me the warmest help and support when I encounter difficulties. Thank you, Mr. Bear!

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[Day 8: Childlike Innocence]

Clerk: Small fries~~Fries~~Small burgers~~Hamburgers.

MC: Big fries~~Fries fries! Big burger~~Hamburger!

Although I was a little shy, I still shouted the slogan firmly.

Clerk: Congratulations on your correct answer. What would you like to eat?

MC: Take away children's set meal for 10 people, and gift giveaways of a Super Burger Man toy, a Burger Man water bottle, and a Burger Man musical instrument set!

With the envious looks from the children, I sent Kiro a "family picture".

MC: Reporting to Mr. Burger! Miss Chips has successfully completed the task! Now enjoying the free fries~

Kiro: Wow! It's a Burger Man set!! Miss Chips is the best in the world~

Kiro: But there are so many... Are you going to eat hamburgers all day long?

MC: Hehe~ Of course not~ I will take the rest to the company's pantry and divide it up!

Memory Diary:

I got excited while I was eating the children's set meal~ I've collected a complete set of Burger Man toys. Kiro will definitely be very happy when he sees them!

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[Day 9: Heart Song Composition]

After a lot of twists and turns, I finally found the stationary store hidden deep in the alley of the shopping street.

When I accidentally visited here before, I felt that the hand-made stationary was very interesting. I even made several music score books and planned to give them to Kiro.

Unexpectedly, when it was time to pick up the goods, I forgot the route while I was looking for it and wasted half a day.

MC: Boss, please give me your business card. I'm afraid I'll forget how to get here when I want to come here again.

I took the business card, took a photo and archived it, and then put the paper business card in my bag.

MC: Double insurance, so I don't have to worry next time~

Memory Diary:

Although it took a little effort, the customized hand-made notebook may be more conducive to his creation~ I'm looking forward to him writing a music score on it.

-

[Day 10: Fruit and Vegetable Companion]

Apples, lemons, bananas, kale, beets...

Supplementing multiple vitamins was for good for one's health, and some special combinations are said to be effective for relieving fatigue.

I followed the recently popular recipes on the internet and combined them with Kiro's preference in taste to make fruit and vegetable juices.

MC: Mm! This ratio is not sour or astringent, but it's still a bit lacking in sweetness. Seems like I'll have to add more apples.

MC: When the superstar comes home, he'll definitely like MC's healthy fruit and vegetable juice~

Memory Diary:

When Kiro is filming, he's most likely to have a single diet, and he often eats irregularly... Making several different fruit and vegetable juices should also help him replenish his energy.

-

[Day 11: Proud of You]

With the announcement of the nominations for the "Most Popular Award of the Year", the atmosphere at the awards ceremony reached its pinnacle.

Host: Now I announce that the winner of the "Most Popular Award of the Year" is--

I stared closely at the big screen, filled with countless expectations and tensions.

Kiro was unable to come to the scene due to rehearsals, so as his partner, I was entrusted to receive the award.

The variety show I collaborated with him on just won the "Best Variety Show of the Year" award. If he won the "The Most Popular Award of the Year" again, we would be wining the two most valuable awards at this year's Variety Awards.

Host: Kiro! Congratulations to this double crowned king!

The host made an inviting gesture, and I stood up and followed the usher's guidance to the stage.

MC: Hello everyone, I'm MC, head of [MC's Company Name] Company.

MC: Because Kiro is currently involved in closed rehearsals abroad, he is unable to be here in person today.

MC: I'm very happy to receive this award for Kiro, and I would like to thank everyone who supports him on his behalf.

MC: We will work together on more and better programs in the future. Thank you all!

I took the trophy from the presenter and returned to my seat, eager to share the good news with Kiro.

MC: Congratulations! Our big star won the "Most Popular Award of the Year"~~

Kiro: Hehe, this is an honor shared between Miss Chips and I! Our program is the best!

Kiro: (￣︶￣*\)) Miss Chips looked so confident and good-looking when she spoke! Today's dress is so cute!

MC: Huh? Are you watching the live broadcast?!

Kiro: Of course~ I specifically asked the director for 10 minutes of leave!

Kiro: Just to see MC standing on the podium for the first time~

Memory Diary:

When I accepted the award for Kiro, why did I seem more nervous than when I won the award? The trophy was heavy in hand, and he was also heavy in my heart.

-

[Day 12: Sweet and Refreshing]

MC: Please send it to this address for me.

Courier: Okay, but the cost of cross-border express delivery may be more expensive than the candy you sent. Are you sure...

MC: It doesn't matter, just send me the fastest one. Also, please add more shock-absorbing cushions. I'm worried it will break if transported over a long distance.

Courier: Okay, please fill in the details here.

Memory Diary:

He finished the throat lozenges I made so quickly. I hope he can receive the ones I sent today soon. Even if he was rehearsing, he would do his best. This was the time when his voice was most taxed.

Kiro's Frank Date has been translated by Bai7_Journey on youtube and can be read here :>

[mechaknight-98]

Gathering: Chrome Mox

“What’s his real name?” Gaeul asks pulling out her phone. The group all reference back to Astrid’s messages about staff she had been sending out. One thing she just forgot to mention… Theodore is not my actual first name. All of the paperwork I have is under my birth name which she knows and does the correct thing in terms of writing that down but my real name is not actually Theodore. So they were all shocked when nothing came up when looking for me.

Seeing that this easily could be fixed Yujin ran outside to find me.

But by that point, I was already back at Astrid's. When I got back to the penthouse Astrid and her two siblings were waiting. I see them all getting ready to order food to eat out.

I groan before walking to the fridge and pointing out how stocked it is. Astrid groans back and says “I’m too tired to cook can you make us something Tj and I’ll pay you later?”

I laugh and start to tease my friend, “With how much you’ve been saying that you’re going to owe me the Porsche.”

“I know but it’s your fault for being so good at being helpful,” Astrid says as I start cooking food for her and her siblings. I just made teriyaki chicken ramen noodles for them. When I was done I also cleaned up and packaged the leftovers. They dug in hungrily and the smiles they gave me were so big and large.

“Mmm, this is so good Tj. An excellent warrior, A great cook, A Shrewd businessman...is there anything you can't do?" Astrid's sister asks

I chuckle before responding. "Talk to people correctly, that's why I am single."

Really are you sure? because I can fix that. I’d love to make you mine.” Astrid’s sister says euphoric. Astrid laughs

“Careful wheels, his girlfriend might not like that,” Astrid said as she pointed at various places where I noticed lipstick stains. Astrid smirked and said to me “I am happy for you. You better introduce me later.” With that, I take my leave and then go to sleep.

The next day I worked with Astrid at her office. She finished up everything else she could do at home and now just prepping payroll for the event. The other reason we were in her office was that Ive was coming in to discuss some minor details. I feel a funny feeling when she says Ive is coming but I can’t place why. I leave the office to get coffee and food for the meeting. when I got back in and saw them I knew why my gut was feeling funny because I saw Yujin and about half a dozen other girls whom I recognized in varying degrees. I feel incredibly awkward when I see the Ive girls talking to Astrid so I try to leave silently after placing the food down, but the door has other plans it creaked and groaned as I attempted to close it a large number of eyes turned my way. Most of them read as confused but two pairs read as familiar. I’ll let you guess which was which.

“Oh good you’re here. The girls were just asking about you. Girls this is Theodore Sobek More Jr. You’ll hear me call him TJ, but that’s because we go way back to call him Theodore or Theo for now. He will be head of security during filming.” As Astrid was introducing me I noticed Gaeul and Wonyoung eyeing me with fury while Yujin was all coy smiles. It was kinda jarring. I waved to the girls who got up and did their little group introduction followed by their individual introductions. Rei one of the Japanese members recognized a few of the Japanese symbols I was wearing on my shirt and made a pleasant comment about it.

"I like your shirt but why you were the Raijin symbol?" she asked

"I just like it," I responded casually

Both Wonyoung and Gaeul continued to have their gazes bore into me like I killed their dog(which for the record I would never do I love dogs too much). The whole time Yujin stared at me even during the rest of Ive’s meeting with my Astrid her eyes tracked me down. Every time I’d catch her she’d give me the cutest smile possible. As the meeting was ending Astrid asked the girls if they had any questions for her or me.

Wonyoung feeling protective of her best friend (again understandably) asked “One question. We looked up “Theodore” (she pointed to me accusingly) and he didn’t show up anywhere!” Wonyoung exclaimed towards. Astrid looked at me and then the Ive girls confused. Understanding the confusion I just slid them my ID and said “Theodore is my English name my birth name is Tshomba. Theodore just happened to be the closest name phonetically and in denotation.” I explained. To allay her fears the girls. They searched me on their phones and sure enough I popped up really quickly. Their eyes widened.

"You work for the BRIPE?" Rei said Loudly. I nod before clarifying

"I am more of a consultant. I only help when things are really bad."Rei nods and then gives me a thumbs up which I return to her.

Gaeul approached me apprehensively, and I smiled in a goofy manner.

“I love eleven, love dive, and after like,” I said while scratching my head. Rei laughed. As Rei and Gaeul sized me up a comforting voice could be heard behind me.

Anyeoung Tj-ah.” I heard as two soft arms wrapped around me.

“Ah Eunbi Noona. How are you?” I asked recognizing the voice. the shining ball of positive energy popped from behind me to the front of me.

“Great! What about you?” Eunbi said and I gave her a thumbs up. At this point. Eunbi turned and noticed Ive. her smile grew even brighter if that was possible and she forgot all about me. I swore I almost saw a tear from Wonyoung…Almost.

“Ya fighter Oppa, what are you… Chaeyeon said before breaking down at seeing so many of her friends. I could also hear the voices of Le Sserafim, Minju, Yuri, Nako, Hyewon, plus a few others. So I just took this as a time to exit. As I inched away to the door to let Le Sserafim in, and escape Yujin said, “Wait TJ don’t go I have questions?” I groaned as I was reaching my Social limit, and if any more people showed up I would be certifiably less fun. While the izone girls all mingled Eunchae approached me surprisingly.

“Hey ajusshi,” she said. I violently turned to her but before I could say anything I remembered there was almost a 10-year difference between us. So I took a breath and recalculated my response

“Yeah, kiddo what’s up?” I said

Eunchae glared at me annoyed, but eased before asking “Do you ever feel like you don’t belong sometimes?” I looked at her and wondered where this was coming from. She pointed to all the Izone girls Plus Yunjin chatting leaving Eunchae and the younger Ive girls on the fringes of the conversations.

I nodded then turned to her and said, “All the time but I don’t think you’re as alone as you think gesturing to the Ive girls.”

Eunchae smiled and then said, “Thanks ajusshi.” I groaned hearing that, as I didn’t feel that old. Astrid saw that and smiled at me before texting me, “That was really sweet.”

“Okay now that you’re all here let’s iron out staff and dietary restrictions before we go. Tj can you go pick us up some breakfast.” Astrid asks. I looked at her confused. "Oh right, you already did. Thanks. You da best." Astrid said.

After the meeting, Yujin stayed a little bit longer to “get to know the security guy.” she approached me slyly with a mischievous smile

“So long time no see” Yujin opened.

“Yeah, 13 hours 56 minutes, and 27 seconds,” I said

“You made that up.” Yujin teased

“Nope just really good with numbers,” I replied

“Okay,” Yujin said her eyes fixed on me unwavering her look was a mix of that weird look from yesterday and hesitation. “So tell me about your psionic powers," she said with a serious tone. I began formulating my response or trying to as I didn't want to tell her but I needed something at least somewhat believable. before I could really come up with something intelligent Yujin said with an insistent tone, "Come on tell me."

"it's complicated Yujin-ah," I replied

"Oh really how?" Yujin asks with a pout

"Well..." Before I could explain any further I was saved by Chaewon thanking me for the food I brought. I gave her a thumbs up and after that, Astrid asked for my help.

The next day was the flight for the event. Connor Dexter and I all just used our Psionic abilities to place ourselves back in the States. Me back in California and then back in NYC. While I wait I pick up a pack from Lost Caverns of Ixalan. In it, There was a Sultai legendary creature that was named “HWI Geneticist”. I instantly fell in love. I looked to the shop keep to get his showcase foil and grabbed a few essentials for his deck which was just the land base sol ring, arcane signet, the appropriate talismans, mox amber (because he was so cheap mana value-wise), and lastly a pet card; growth spiral. After that, I grabbed stuff for Thrasios Tevesh (my merfolk deck). On the way out one of the vendors I frequent was selling K-pop photo cards. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a familiar face and copped the card.

When I got home I just threw stuff together for HWI and after a few hours he was ready for testing.

I decided to rest when Connor and Dexter called and said to meet them at the lobby. I got up from my bed and space sifted. We checked into the hotel and then waited in my room.

Unfortunately due to delays, I would be taking point on settling in the girls for everything. I was careful to keep track of everyone, with the intent of making sure the transition was as easy as possible. When the Weskers did arrive Astrid was giving me a dumb and apologetic smile

“Sorry about that but you seem to be quite good at setting this all up, I have only heard positives from all the girls and staff at how you took charge,” she said I groaned before speaking.

“Shut up,” I said before adding “I’m going to my room don’t ask me for anything at least for a couple of hours,” I said

Astrid nodded then said, “Love you! See you in a bit.”

Wheels and Specs Astrid sister and brother respectively (these are their preferred nicknames by the way I am not being funny) see me and Wheels says “You look like you fought a demon bear.”

“That would have been easier than this.” I walk away to the elevator overstimulated and raw.

before I could leave though wheels said to me, “You know from what I’ve been hearing and seeing you’re pretty good at all this stuff. Why aren’t you more well-known.” Wheels asked

“I’m crippling shy,” I responded

“No, you’re not. You are very easily socially drained from the looks of it.” Specs asserted

I noticed Wheel's concerned expression about the demon bear comment as I went up to my room. As I’m riding up God must be feeling merciful because I see no one and talk to no one.

A few hours later I got a call from Siyeon. She wanted my help on a song she was working on. I said sure and went to meet up with her. I rolled out of bed and made the trip to her room. on the way up Chaewon saw me and smiled. Winter was also walking with her.

"Ah TJ what's up?" Chaewon asked

"Oh Hi, Chaewon. Hi Winter. Siyeon just asked my help for a song." I answered

"Oh, that's so cool. do you know what it's about?" Winter asked

"She didn't say." I replied, "I am in the dark like y'all." I added

Chaewon giggled and said, "Well have fun." I nodded and waved them off.

When I arrived in the room Sakura was just leaving, with Yujin. Yujin saw me and smiled. "Oh, my Bant Buddy." She said. I groaned but let her call me that well sort of.

"You say that but you don't know me," I reply.

"But I do know you. I have seen the way you play magic, and it's very bant-centered. you create safe spaces for people who wish to explore themselves. You're not an enforcer of their will like Dexter or Connor, but you won't be trampled. You are kind but not weak." Yujin said with a happy smile. I chuckled to which Yujin added, "Besides. you are much too kind for Sultai. Much too fair, Much too forward-thinking. When you make deals it's for everyone's interest and you think of yourself last. Unlike others. I respect it." I smile as Yujin hugs me and before she goes I feel leave something in my front Jacket pocket. I checked it, and it was a magic card. It's "Ellie and Alan, Paleontologists" Attached is a little note that says, "Build it and free yourself, from the burdens and expectations of others". On the other side was her number. I smiled at the note and I considered her words. I put both in my pocket as I walked into Siyeon's room.

In the room, Dami and Siyeon had set up what seemed like a mini studio inside. I walked in confused but didn't focus too much on anything out of the ordinary. Siyeon looked up to me and said, "Okay now we can work on the song." I appreciated her brevity and directness. it made me feel less out of place as I took my seat next to her.

"So here is the concept. I want to do a person who is trapped by society into being perfect but wishes to be something else." Siyeon said quickly.

"I like it how can I help?" I asked

"Write what's on your heart!" Siyeon demanded as she handed me a notebook.

"I am not a good..." I began

"Don't even start. I found your poetry page. You are the perfect person for this." Siyeon said before I could finish my thought. I groaned, knowing that I wouldn't be able to wiggle my way out of this. So I sat down and began writing. I started with simile lyrics and branched out while I wrote Mrs Lee (Siyeon) asked me how I felt about Yujin

"Hmm. I am not fully sure. She's so pretty and witty." I said. Siyeon nodded and then said

"She's cute right?" I nod at Siyeon's question and go back to work. after finishing a verse I handed her what I was working on. Siyeon smiles, then gets a text. she looks at me and then asks if I am hungry. I shake my head which leads to her saying "Well I just got invited to get food with Dexter and Connor you are free to join but you don't have to." I nod then say

"I'll go back to my room and sleep for a bit." Siyeon nods and we part ways.

Siyeon regroups with Sua, Eunbi, Connor, and Dexter in the lobby. "Hey Unnie," Siyeon says to Sua and Eunbi." Dexter and Connor smile as they turn around and see her. following this the group goes and looks for a pizza place. they find one next to a magic shop a few blocks away with some really good reviews. While waiting for a table Dexter goes into the Card shop to pick up a pack and some cards. His eyes go wide when he sees something that catches his eye. when he gets back he reveals to Connor the last OG Dual he needs Volcanic Island, along with two packs. He hands you one and cracks one open for himself.

"Ooh, what did you get?" Siyeon asks

"I got a Arid mesa Borderless, and a Ragavan." Connor says

"Oh nice I got foil scene Aragorn, and the one ring," Dexter answers

"Oh, those are nice pulls," Siyeon says the two young men nod in agreement as they admire their pulls. Eunbi and Sua are kinda bummed feeling left out by this interaction so Eunbi texts me this as her response

"Hey TJ can you teach me Commander?"

I see the text and Acknowledge it by saying "Sure just not right at this moment."

This causes Eunbi to smile. Dexter notices this and asks her what got her smiling.

"Oh, just a friend agreeing to help me," Eunbi said

"Oh, Nice!" Dexter replies.

"Speaking of friends. how are you and Yunjin Connor?" Sua asks.

"Oh, she's great!" Sua says almost yelling because for those who know her...her default setting is Loud.

after that, they all had Pizza and a great time. Upon arriving back to the hotel. Connor and Dexter were called by Astrid for something. I was also called and was already in her room at the time waiting for them. We all found each other outside Astrid's door, and we all walked in.

in the dimly lit room was a face I was unsurprised to see but was disappointed to find.

"Mrs. Radames," I said. I watched as Connor froze, while Dexter and I pulled out guns. "What do you want?"

"Oh please gentlemen hear me out?" Mrs. Radames pleaded. I cocked my hammer back.

"No!" Dexter said furious.

Knowing how ladies like her think I figured she would have something dumb at the ready in case we were not in the listening mood. "Spit it out because I don't have the patience to hear your sob story," I said to Connor and Dexter's shock.

"Oh good at least you're reasonable. well, I'll have you know..." Mrs. Radames began before trailing off into monologue territory.

"Listen lady tell us your proposition as to why we shouldn't kill you now because I don't want to hear your dumb back story," I replied

"Oh to the point I dig your style, Theodore. Well, I'll have you know I have several X-virus sleepers who are waiting for my signal, or lack thereof to begin a new outbreak. So if you kill me here you will be the direct cause of many needless deaths." Mrs. Radames explained as I lowered my weapon. "that's a good boy, you might be wondering where Astrid is, well I'll have you know she is safe. don't try..."

"I am going to stop you right there. Tell me where Astrid is right now." I said coldly. "

"You have my word. She is safe." Mrs. Radames said

"I don't want your word. I want the location. Tell me where my friend is right now, and I won't kill you."

"You would sacrifice..."

"Again don't do that speech monologue thing I don't care, but for the record, if I kill you here no one needs to worry about their being problems. Now tell me where Astrid is." I say.

"She is being guarded in a warehouse not too far from here."

"Where do I need specifics right now," I said to her She looked at me shocked.

"She is in the abandoned Facility near the waterfront two miles North eas from here."

"Okay great. I am going to get her now. For your sake, I hope this isn't a lie. For your guard's sake, you may want to tell them I am coming from my friend. I'd rather not make a massive mess of them. Cool, Cool (I gesture to Dexter and Connor.) You two are free to handle the situation with Mrs. Radames however you see fit. I trust y'all judgment." I say as I walk away from them. After I take my leave only Connor and Dexter are left. They look at Mrs. Radames with disgust and confusion.

"Quite the peculiar person." Mrs. Radames says about me.

As I walk away, Dexter and Connor exchange glances, uncertainty lingering in the air. Connor seems conflicted, torn between the disgust for Mrs. Radames and the unsettling bluntness of my approach. Dexter, on the other hand, keeps a stern expression, clearly not swayed by any attempts at sympathy.

Mrs. Radames, now realizing she might have underestimated the situation, attempts to regain control. "Gentlemen, please, you don't understand the complexities of the situation. The fate of many lives rests in—"

Dexter cuts her off sharply, "Save the monologues. We've heard enough. Now, what's this X-virus sleeper situation?"

Connor, perhaps more diplomatically, adds, "And why should we trust any information you give us?"

Mrs. Radames sighs, realizing that her grandiose plans are unraveling. "I suppose you'll need some proof," she says, gesturing to a laptop on the table. "There's a file. The location of the sleepers, their activation protocols, everything you need to neutralize the threat without causing undue harm."

Dexter picks up the laptop and glances at Connor, who nods in agreement. "Theodore might be a bit rough around the edges, but he knows how to handle a situation. If he's going after Astrid, we'll deal with your mess."

"I am surprised you trust him so much despite how little you know about him."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dexter asked trepidatiously

"Well, I am just surprised you all don't know anything about him. All you know is my daughter trusts him with her life, but what do you two know about him. I mean really, Do you even know who he is?" Mrs. Radames said realizing she had an in.

[magic-belodie]

I finished MCLAL Kentin episode 6. It cost me 1.206 AP. I got the illustration. Here is the summary: (This summary is the sequel of the summary of the proposal route episode 5: https://www.tumblr.com/magic-belodie/708420728642486272/i-finished-the-proposal-route-of-mclal-kentin?source=share)

You start this episode in the van. The dogs get up from the place where they were sleeping and start wagging with their tails. That can only mean one thing. Kentin comes inside the van and asks if you had a good day. The dogs jump up on Kentin and Kentin hugs them back. Then you pull Kentin towards you to kiss him. Your day was not bad, you saw Rosa, Alexy and Thia and eat ice cream with them. Kentin's day was a little bit tiring, because the customers were tiring. But after work he went to his parents. His parents are doing good, they are still really excited about the wedding. They asked all kinds of questions about the wedding. The wedding is only weeks away, and you two haven't done much of the preparation. But you two have a place for the wedding. Kentin looks a bit tired. The last two months, Kentin worked multiply jobs. You try to cheer him up with some food. Kentin has the week for the wedding free. Like planned. Kentin can't wait. The food is ready. Kentin sets the table outside and you two go sit and eat. The day after tomorrow you two are going to choose the rings in the morning, then Kentin is free. You also arrange to go to the caterer this Friday. It was the only spot they had left. But Kentin can't, he has to work. If he works this Friday, you are able to choose every menu you want. But you want Kentin to go with you. You don't care about that. You just want Kentin to be with you, and do those things with you. Kentin will call his boss tomorrow and change his schedule. You thank him for it. It is the wedding for the both of you. It is much more fun to do those things together. Kentin smiles at you. You are right, Kentin is excited to do those things with you. But Kentin is very tired now. Kentin and you clear up the table and go to bed. You have problem falling a sleep. You are a bit worried that Kentin is working too much. Kentin has been working so hard because of the wedding. He really wants it to be the best. But you haven't seen him a lot since he is working so hard. You didn't imagine organizing, and the time before your wedding, would be like this. If things go on like this, you have to talk about it with Kentin. The next day started normal. You confirmed the caterer for Friday. You walk the dogs and work as a waitress at the Cozy bear café. But when you get back, Kentin is already at the van. Kentin asked to get free for Friday, and it didn't go well. His boss was not happy that Kentin wanted free, after he arranged everything that Kentin could work more hours. Kentin requested it. You ask Kentin why he did that. He is already working enough. Kentin did because of the wedding. You ask Kentin what is going on. You and him have enough money for a wedding. We are in the budget if we stick to what we said. But Kentin wants to be able to do the things big without any limit. It is a really important moment for most girls. For Kentin, of course also. But he wants you to have the wedding of your dreams. That you could just choose any ring or dress you want, and that you don't have to look at the price tag. You can't help but smile, Kentin is so cute. You feel like Kentin is the one with the greatest ambition of the two of you. And three weeks of work is not going to change the budget that much. Plus, the choosing is part of the fun. You want to choose things with Kentin. Kentin wants to choose two, but he wants those things to be covered in diamonds. He wishes he can give that to you. Kentin is so sweet. You are very touched to hear him say that. But the rings, cake, dress, it is all decoration. And it makes you happy to do it and choose it. But the most important is Kentin. If it puts this much pressure on him. It is not worth it. The only thing that matters to you is to share everything with Kentin. You would marry Kentin in secret in the back of the van, without hesitation. Kentin smiles at you. Would you really marry him anywhere? Yes, you would even do it in the cave where you found the dog on your last trip. But you have already booked a place. It is better if you take advantaged of that. Kentin cares your cheek. Let's make the wedding day the best day within you two means. Plus, Kentin is already going to give you the best gift, his last name. Kentin is surprised. He didn't know that you had already made up your mind. Kentin's name Lerhay fits you like a glove. Kentin takes you in his arms and spins you around. You would have told him sooner if you knew that it had this effect on him. Kentin is going to call his boss. He is going to participate in all the choosing stuff. His boss has to understand and otherwise who cares. You are both so happy. The wedding rings Hand in hand, Kentin and you walk to the jewelry store. You two first look outside at the window. You both see multiply things you like. But Kentin and you have to choose. Kentin kisses your forehead. He has been in a fantastic mood since yesterday. You both walk inside the store. The sales lady asks if she can help you two. You two would like to see wedding rings. She shows you where they are lying. Kentin and you are pointing out all the rings. It is hard to choose. And seeing them lay on a cushion reminds you that you haven't chosen the ring bearer. It would be logic to go with Cookie or Muffin. So definitely a dog. They both have an important place in your history. But normally a child would do that. You two could ask Thia. She would like it. Or a friend, Alexy is Kentin's best man. Maybe you two could ask Armin. Kentin says that you may choose. You choose to let Cookie and Muffin do it. Each of them would carry one ring. That way, no one is jealous. Maybe Joker and Siska would be. But Kentin is sure they would understand. It will be perfect. Then you two look back at the rings. You are sure. You want the crossed rings. Plus, the ring that fits with it was the first one that Kentin liked. They will look perfect. Kentin gets the sales woman. She takes your measurements and makes sure they are ready. Kentin and you walk out of the store. Kentin can't wait for all the other choices. You are both so happy. Kentin and you walk to the ceremony place. Both your parents are already there. You all hug each other. And then you tell them about the rings you two have chosen. But they don't get to see them, it will be a surprise. The place looks beautiful. It was a little climb to it. You are 1500 feet high. Kentin was the one who chose the place. Kentin knew the guy of the place. He worked for him a few seasons ago. At the altar you have a view of the whole valley. At the bench you have a view of the mountain. It will be safe, there are fences everywhere. Your parents point out that you both look so happy. And you do, who wouldn't be with a place like this. The meal is going to be served in the big building over there. There will also be dancing and you can park your car behind it. Kentin's parents ask if he still manages everything with work. Kentin took some free time for the wedding. Everything is going great. You discuss a lot of other things for the wedding, and the bachelor party will be organized by the maid of honer and the best man. They ask who you choose. Kentin chose Alexy. You asked Kim. The athletic girl who works at the gym. Your mom thinks it is a good choice. You want to ask them their opinion about activity between the ceremony and the meal. It is a good thing. You all come up with things to do. You like the musical chairs option. Kentin likes it a lot, two. Kentin and you walk back to the van. It was a nice moment with both of your parents. Kentin is also still really happy with the rings. And he can't wait to get his suit tomorrow. You also can't wait to see what Rosa has planned.

The Dress Kentin and you are at Leigh's shop with Rosalya and Leigh. They are both really happy to see you. Kentin points out that you should take the dress you want the most and don't care about the price. Rosa will make sure that happens.  Leigh and Kentin leave to get his suit. You stay behind with Rosa. Rosa shows you the dresses. They are all beautiful. There is one Rosa likes the most, but she doesn't want to influence you. You have to discover the one you love on your own. And no matter what you choose, she has a matching outfit for Kim. The same goes for Kentin with Alexy. Rosa tells you a bit about every dress. Then you get to try all the dresses on. As soon as you put on the breathtaking one, you know it is the right one. You get to pick the dress. There is only one option to choose. This dress was Rosa's favorite. Kentin and Leigh are back. He found the perfect suit. Kentin and you see them back at your bachelor parties. Kentin and you leave the shop. You are both really happy with the outfits. The wedding is coming together. The caterer Kentin and you have tasted all the appetizers. You don't know what to choose. You taste again and choose the forgotten vegetable verrine. It is very colorful and tastes so good. And it is light, a good way to start. That way, Kentin and you will still be able to dance in the evening. Then we can move on to the main course. Since the wedding is in the mountains, they made something special. Balsamic pork tenderloin with cured ham and a salt-crusted potato. You taste the food. It is really delicious. Kentin has no words for it. It is so good. They also have a vegetarian option, which is also perfect. Then you get to choose the dessert. It will be a decorated cake or a tired wedding cake. You get to taste all the options and choose to go with the decorated cake and chocolate taste. It is one of the classics they are selling a lot of them. It is not a surprise. Then everything is set.

The Bachelorette Party Kentin and you still haven't decided on the honeymoon yet. You two have some time left before your parties start. Kentin was already looking at a place for you two. A paradisiacal place. That you two have never been before; Cuba. During the dry season, it will look incredible. Kentin always has wanted to go. You two already have been to a few of the Caribbean islands, but not to this one. Kentin asked if you had already thought of a place. And you did. You thought of Canada. The adventure of the nature. The forest and the snow, it calls to you. Or you could go to a hotel spa and have a relaxing retreat. The opposite of the van. Kentin likes both the options. You choose to go with Canada. Cuddling up with Kentin in a cabin. Spending days in the forest and the snow. Kentin also likes the idea. It sounds like a great program. It would be a nice change. He can already picture it.

You have to leave for your party and walk to the park entrance. There you see Rosa. She asks if you are ready and lets you turn around. Then you see all your friends; Priya, Kim and Melody. You all hug each other and go into the limo. The limo takes you to the beach. There you have a treasure hunt. The puzzles were about your travels with Kentin. They also arranged a meal and a sleeping place. It was amazing.

The Big Day You are with Rosa in the van, and you are very nervous and not able to stand still. It also makes Rosa nervous. If she doesn't get your dress good, you have to marry in your underwear. So you keep standing still. But you are still nervous. You shouldn't think of everything that could go wrong. You should think of everything that could go right. Kim keeps you updated on how it is going at the location. Everyone has arrived, and the cake looks beautiful. Muffin and Cookie already have the rings. You start to relax. Everything is going to be okay. Your dress is ready. You look like a princess. Rosa and you go to the ceremony location. 

Your dad is waiting for you and walks you to Kentin. Kentin looks stunning. You get to read his mind. When he saw you, it felt like the whole mountain was rocking. Kentin was waiting for this moment, his whole life. It wasn't just a feeling. He dreamed of this moment for so long. And it is finally here. You are even prettier than you have ever been. He can't take his eyes off you. Kentin is afraid you will disappear if he does that. But you are really there. The moment he has dreamed of so many times. And now he is living it. It is even more beautiful than he could ever dream. He hopes that this moment also meets your expectations. The story switches back to you. You are at the altar and hold Kentin's hand. It is time for the vows. Kentin starts. He is necessarily not the most comfortable when it comes to words. And he already hopes that you know how much he loves you since always. But he wants to tell you again in front of family and friends. And above all, to tell you again here, it's the closest thing to the top of the world. In any case, it's the highest we can get without having to get married in an insulated jacket. Because that is where he wants to be with you. On top of the world. That is where you belong. You deserve nothing less. Kentin has known it since the first time he saw you. At that moment, he knew he liked to go to the end of the world with you. He wants to go everywhere, and that you feel like he feels now everywhere. Happy, loved and the world at your feet. You have tears in your eyes. But now you have to say your vow. You have always felt like that. Ever since you and Kentin found one another again. It took you some time to realize it. To realize that your idea of a lot of things was wrong. That you had the possibility of being happy, as you have never been before. You just had to agree to change your perspective. This place is perfect for the both of you. You never have made a better decision, then to leave and see the world with Kentin. And if Kentin is right that you deserve to be on the top of the world. It is all thanks to him. And you be rather anywhere else with him then here alone. And you want to thank him for that. That is always why you loved him. Kentin has tears in his eyes. Everyone is clapping. The rings are coming towards you two. Muffin and Cookie walk over the aisle. They both have a ring on their color. The dogs sit at your feet so you both could take a ring and put it on each other's fingers. You both say I do. Kentin and you may kiss. He takes you off the ground and into his arms. You kiss him passionate. You get the illustration. Then the episode ends.     

[disdaidal]

Love going to my old hometown to see some relatives, just to find out my uncle's drinking again (he always does but it's worse now), and that he's out of money, in a lot of debt, and the taxi he drives is broken, and he hasn't eaten for days.

Not to mention my 87-year-old grandma is the guarantee in his loan(s), and he hasn't paid his installments in a while, so there's that too. Needless to say, my grandma was worried sick, and so I agreed drive us there last evening to see if he's even alive anymore because he hadn't answered texts or phone calls.

He opened the door for us. He was groggy/drunk/hangoverish and smelled like old booze. He hasn't shaved in a while. His place was a mess and obviously smelled bad. When we suggested that we buy him some food, he said there's no point because his fridge and freezer were broken.

So my grandma opened them and... there was nothing but loads of rotten food there. It smelled like a corpse. There was mold on the walls of the fridge, and the freezer boxes were full of water and rotten stuff. Some brown liquid had flown out onto the floor as well and ruined the carpet. And my grandma was just standing there and cleaning and emptying that stuff like no biggie whereas I stood a couple of meters away and tried not to hurl every ten seconds.

There was also a lot of different shit in the kitchen, like opened jars, old food boxes, milk cartons, rotten fruit—even unfinished food from 2-3 days ago according to him, which tells me that not only he hasn't been able to store food properly; he really hasn't fucking eaten either. At least one sandwich was just lying there, and he'd probably taken a bite or two of it and then just let it waste there.

He wouldn't even let us finish cleaning (we took a few garbage bags out though) because 'he's tired' and 'he wants to go to sleep'. We still offered to buy him some food, but he refused. So I finally grabbed the small box of fish soup that grandma had made earlier and handed it to him, so he could eat something, and at least that he accepted.

But I couldn't properly sleep last night because I kept thinking about the whole situation. So when I talked on the phone with my mum today, we agreed that I contact local social welfare and explain his situation. I tried calling them first and making it sound urgent, but they asked me to fill out an online form. So I did and explained the problem as well as I could (plus his possible physical and mental ailments), and left both our contact details there.

I hope they can reach him, and that he'll accept help (I don't think he will though) because if not, then they can't do much about it, unfortunately. The self-determination laws in this country are quite firm, so if it's a grown-up refusing help, then sorry🤷‍♀️ :/

My grandma's trying to contact her older son (his brother) and persuade him to buy him a new fridge, at least. Even if he does, the old fridge still needs to be emptied and cleaned up before that, and I really hope she's not planning to do it alone 🙄😑.

I could cry and bitch about how utterly mad and done I'm with all kinds of alcoholics (I lost my dad to it 9 years ago, for example). But mostly, I feel for my grandma. She doesn't deserve this. She shouldn't have to worry about her grown-up son at that age, let alone worrying about paying his debts when her own retirement allowance isn't that great either. 😑

Either way, if he's not accepting help, it's gonna take me all willpower not to go behind his door and smack some sense into him. I don't want to give up on him just yet, but I also know that if this doesn't lead anywhere, I may have to. And it's making me somewhat anxious right now.

Well... at least it's a beautiful day outside today. Maybe I'll just go out and get some fresh air for a while.