#well i just kept going until my mom got sick of the question

[epicdogymoment]

begging people to understand that labels and categories are not inherently meaningful without context. and that whether or not any label is actually useful changes from context to context (including from person to person). and that trying to pin something or someone down as BEING a particular label (rather than something being labelled as a certain thing) is meaningless and unhelpful

[justme315]

New family 1/?

Next part:

! Warning !

swearing, angst, fear, step-family, g/t family, abuse, mention of abusive giants, gigantophobia, mention of the character being religious, sickness

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I was fucked.

I'm sorry for using that kinda language but I really was. You see, my whole life has been destroyed by thoese damn giants.

Sorry, I don't think I introduced myself yet, I'm Zack.

Me and my mom were always a team. After my dad has passed away when i was 6 she was the only person important to me. It was basically us two against the whole world.

Something that might also be important for you to understand my story is the fact that we live in a world full of humans (like my and my mom) and giants. Giants are.. humanoid 60-ish feet tall creatures. Easily to say - their dangerous. The government rightfully understood the danger and the fear of us humans and created 'human-only' zones, cities, countries even. There were also a few 'giant-only' zones, but I'm not really sure why. It's not like the giants would fear us. Most of the places thoese enourmous beasts live are simply 'mixed-zones', places where both humans and giants can live. Thank God that me and my mom always lived in a 'human-only' zone. I was always skeptical and yeah, terrified of giants.

My mom was different though. Maybe she was just dumb (sorry for saying that mama) but she just couldn't sense danger. She worked in a company that required her to sometimes travel to 'mixed-zones' or 'mixed-cities'. I was always opposed to that but she.. enjoyed it. She even said that she made some giant "friends". I never believed in their honesty though.

But what changed my life once and for all, had happened when I was just 16. Well, going on 17 already, but yeah, still 16.

I never ever once questioned my mom's romantic life after my dad has passed away. She just.. never acted like she wanted to start a new relationship. And I was very okay with that.

But one unfortunate day, just after she came home from one of her business trips she told me that she has got a boyfriend.

That was weried to know, I mean c'mon, picturing your mom having a crush, dating, falling in love etc. is just.. weried and kinda disgusting if you ask me.

Of course, I questioned her and soon I reaveled her secret.

"Zack, I have been dating him for a little over a year. I was just scared of how you might react. But now, I must tell you since.. he proposed."

That felt like I was stabbed straight into the heart. How could she have kept having a boyfriend a secret from me for so long? Why would she? Being lied to by her felt horrible. I thought we were a team - we always told echother everything. But I guess I was wrong.

Really soon I found out that my mom's boyfriends (and now fiances) name is Andrew, that he was just slightly older than her and had two sons about my age, he was also a widower, and according to my mom, we had much in common.

I really couldn't understand why my mom would keep her boyfriend a secret. Untill she revealed she wanted for us to move in with him and his sons. I mean, she had a lot of planing to do, as she was soon to get married again, so that was kinda understandable. I wasn't opposed to moving into a new home, but changed my mind really quickly when my mom reaveled that our new home would be in a mixed-city. I mean, I was never even in that kind of a city, never even seen a giant in real life and was hella terrified of them! She should've understood me. Before she 'fell in love' she always has.

I asked her a milion times if Andrew and his sons can't just move in with us but she always found some excuse. Once, our house was too small, then his older son didn't want to switch universities, another time Andrew was scared of loosing the job. It was always a stupid excuse. Untill she finally reaveled the truth.

You see, Andrew, my mom's husband-to-be was a giant. And so were his sons.

To say that I was mad and scared was an understatement. I felt lied to. I felt like I was being dragged into something I didn't want to be a part of. I, understandably, questioned the honesty of my moms relationship, which angered her the most. I was angry with my mom for over two weeks after finding out about the size of my soon to be step-family and barely spoke with her. I couldn't be away from her for long though and forgave her, but in my heart I still had plenty of doubts.

My friends didn't help ease my fear. I told my best buddies at school and the stories they have told me only made me more afraid and suspicious of the said Andrew and all giants at that point.

"Don't y'all remember Joseph from middle school? He moved to a mixed-city with his parents. He was stepped on by a giant and died!"

"That's nothing compered to what happened to Amy. A quick death is better than being tortured. She is my cousin. She moved to a mixed-zone because she wanted to go to a better collage. One of her giant male classmates kidnaped her and done horrifying things to her. Once she was found she had missing limbs, many scars.. She was mentally, physically and sexually abused by him for months, untill they found the giant. And he barely got any jail time for that! She's still in mental health hospital!"

"My dads best friend Thomas was freaking eaten alive!"

Yeah, I think 3 stories is enough to give you the idea of how freaking terrified I was of the said 'step-family'. Some might say I am a specist (a person that discriminates based on the species (giant and human)) but I wouldn't agree. I don't really think that a human can be a specist becouse we are in the more vaunurable position. Also, I don't hate giants becouse of their size. I hate and fear them because of how brutal and cruel they are towards humans. Maybe a giantophobe would be a more appropriate term for me.

That day was the worst day in my entire life. And it's really hard to beat the day my dad had passed away.

We sold the house. We were at the airport. All ready to go to a mixed-city, over the wall that the government made.

Mom was all smiley and happy, her nose never leaving her phone.

"Andrew texted me that he and his boys are at their side of the barrier already, waiting for us. They can't wait to meet you!"

Right, didn't I mention that they all knew echother, but me?

"I just can't wait to show you the city and our new home!"

I was standing there quiet. No matter how many times I told my mom that i don't agree with her choice of dating a giant or for the fact that I didn't want to move away into a mixed-city she would always say that I will change my mind once I overcome my fear. Hell, I would.

I held my bag closely, trying to hold onto whatever I have not to lose my composure. I was terrified and angry, sure, but showing thoese giants from the start that they have some power over me, even though it was obvious, wasn't something I would do. At last, if I could hide my emotions.

Just a few minutes before our flight, a flight in the opposite direction landed. I saw all those humans, coming back from the mixed-city, most of them seem okay. That made me confused and curious. Would it really be all that bad?

Untill I saw a girl, probably my age, on a wheelchair. I mean, there is nothing wrong with disabled people, don't get me wrong, but she was crying so she easily got everyone's attention. A woman run up to her.

"Mom!" The girl sobbed, opening her arms to hug her mother. The woman tried calming the girl down but she just kept crying and screaming "It was just supposed to be a student exchange program!! This scary giant crushed my legs!"

The girls voice echoed in my head. It was different to hear stories of distant people, but to see someone hurt by thoese monsters in front of my own eyes was completely different.

Even my mom lowered her phone and looked at the girl with pity in her eyes. I prayed to the Lord to open her eyes and return home safely with me.

"Poor girl" she signed "That must have been a.. horrible accident".

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Accident?" I looked at my mom angrily, finally letting my emotions out "A giant crushed her legs".

"Honey, I'm sure they didn't mean to.." she looked at me, somewhat shocked at my defensiveness. I shouldn't have expected her to understand. She just simply couldn't sense danger. And that could get both of us killed.

"Her legs were crushed by a giant, mom!" I raised my voice, even so slightly as I couldn't believe how blinded she was by her feelings.

"Zack, calm yourself down" she looked at me more strictly now, as I was getting other peoples attention. I couldn't bare the thought of how stupid this all was. I just wanted to be home. Or anywhere at that point. Anywhere but in a spece where giants were allowed.

"You-" I began to speak.

"The flight 16-399Bhc** is preparing to take off. We ask all the passengers to board the plane within 5 minutes. Thank you and have a good flight" said a voice from the speaker.

"That's our flight!" My mom cheered up and grabbed my arm, pulling me as she ran to the plane.

She was so excited it made me feel like I was gonna puke.

Don't get me wrong, I always loved planes but this time I felt uneasy. My whole body was shaking ever so slightly, I felt like I was about to puke, I swear I heard my heart pumping blood, my head was spinning..

That can easily be called my worst ever flight.

After we landed I needed a good 15 minutes in the bathroom to regain my composure.

"Honey, are you alright?" I heard my mom knocking "Are you sick?"

"I'm fine mama, I'll be okay" I mumbled, though I didn't feel like I was going to be okay for at last next few hours. I was also convinced my life was about to end so why bother worrying my mom. But before I cross the barrier of the airport, I didn't have to see or interact with any giants. Maybe me feeling sick was actually a gift from God to give me more time to get ready for what was about to come? As I was almost ready to go I hear my mom speaking:

"Honey, are you sure? I texted Andrew and he and Ethan are worried sick. They can drive us to a hospital"

And then I got sick again at the mention of the giants.

Oh, you might not know who is who. Andrew is my moms 45 year old husband-to-be, but I'm sure I have spoke about him already. Ethan is his older son, he was 21 back then. His younger son - Ryan - was 17.

After, what appeared to me as a minute and to my mom as an hour I finally could exit the bathroom.

My mom rushed me, saying that the boys have been waiting for us long enough. I was feeling less and less okay. I couldn't keep my emotionless demeanor. My eyes felt heavy, my heartbeat fasten as well as my breathing, my legs were shaky and I was not able to say even one word.

As I saw the enourmous glass wall behind which were a ton of giants, I felt like I was going to faint.

Or simply turn around and run.

My mom stopped in her trucks and looked at her phone. After maybe three seconds of reading what I supposed was a message form Andrew she looked into the direction of 3 giant men waiting and her eyes started to freaking sparkle and her smile grew.

She then looked at me and pointed in the direction of thoese giants, who weren't looking at us, thank God.

"That's Andrew! And Ethan and Ryan!" She said with an excited expression.

Andrew was surprisingly the shortest of the group. He had brown hair that were turning grey, a short beard, thick glasses, a blue sweater and more elegant pants. He was overall a handsome middle-aged dude, if it wasn't for the fact he was freaking enormous.

Ethan was talking with him. He had fluffy brown hair and was slightly taller than his dad. He had a few freckles and dimples on his cheeks, his smile was truthfully welcoming. His white hoodie also looked very comfy.

The tallest one was the youngest - Ryan. He had black, short hair, a pierced ear and stylist clothes. If he would have been a human, he looked like one of the popular kids that you always look up to. I really liked the belt he had, same with the rings on his fingers.

All three giants had the same eye color - hazel.

My mom grabbed me again and pulled me into the direction of the glass wall that was the last thing keeping me outside of the reach of giants. She looked so happy to see them that it was hard to recognize her. She only ever smiled at me like that before.

Soon enough, we were close to the exit of my comfort zone. My fear only grew as we were closer to the giants. It was still probably about 20 feet between us and the door when Andrews eyes rested on us. I felt the enourmous gaze and felt like I was stung. Soon both his sons eyes locked on me and my mom. She realized quickly and slowed down with the running. She then waved at them. Andrew and Ethan waved back. Ryan stood there, looking maybe a little conflicted but surely also kinda annoyed.

At that point I could feel the blood boiling in my veins. My heart ached. As well did my head. My legs were shaky. I felt like I couldn't catch my breath correctly.

If you think you're not socially awkward, three giants looking down at you with their enourmous eyes, almost scanning you as if you were an insect would change your mind right away. And if you are socially awkward like me? Well, you would feel as if you were just about to die.

My mom rushed me again, ready to exit the safe space, that only allowed humans. I walked behind her, but I wasn't as excited or as fast. Partly, becouse I wanted to be out of the giants reach for as long as I could and partly becouse I was feeling worse and worse.

To be honest, I don't know what was making me feel bad. Maybe it was all the emotion, fear, anger and all, maybe it was my mental health killing me and shouting at me that danger was close, maybe it was the horrible flight, maybe it was my body being sick. I don't know.

What I do know is, each step I took, the more powerless I felt. My legs felt to weak to hold my bodyweight.

My mom was already by the exit door when she turned around to rush me again. I was maybe 7 feet behind her, still surrounded by the enourmous gazes of those three giants, two of which were smiling. Their smiles made me sick in my stomache, but Ryan who was the only one not smiling made me feel ever worse somehow.

I totally expected my mom to yell at me to hurry up, based on how excited she seem but she just stared at me for a secound with wide worried eyes and then returned to me.

"Are you okay honey? You don't seem too good"

I wanted to answer her but it came out as a soft yelp. I thought I was going to puke again.

Faces of the giants became more serious and worried. I didn't like that expression either, to be honest.

I looked back at mom as she reached out to me and raised her hand to my shoulder for comfort probably.

"Are you scared Zack? Is that it? Because if it is, I assure you, they won't hurt us. Ever." She spoke in a soft, quiet voice. Her expression didn't show anger but she looked more understanding than any other moment of the past few weeks. She spoke with such confidence I could have believed her.

Well, I maybe even would have if I didn't faint.

Because just a moment after she spoke my vision went black and my body felt weak. The last think I remember before fainting were thoese scary gazes and my mom yelling:

"Zack!"

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Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed the 1st part!

[dira333]

Roommates - Atsumu Miya x reader

From my Haikyuu Request game - requested by D.

Atsumu is already in the kitchen when you come home.

“Samu?” You yell through the apartment. “Your brother is eating my snacks again!”

“There’s no name on it!” Atsumu cuts in before Osamu can interject. “I checked.”

“Yeah, but you can’t read.” You drop your stuff on the kitchen counter and squint at the package in his hand.

“Never mind, that’s Samu’s.”

“Told you!” Atsumu gloats right until you smack him in the head with a packet of ground coffee.

“Oh, sorry, didn’t see you there.”

He mutters and grumbles but he stays where he is, chewing down the expensive cheese crackers Osamu seems to buy in builk.

You keep pretending he’s not here, knowing you’ll just lose your temper the second he makes you open your mouth. 

That strategy has been working well the last few months and if you can keep making it work you won’t have to find a different apartment to move into.

-

Atsumu is lounging on the Couch when you come back from jogging, sweat dripping in your eyes as you lean down to untie your shoes.

“Damn, you go out like that?” He asks and you fling your sweat-soaked towel at him, sucking in a smile when he shrieks in disgust.

“Don’t you have training to be at?” You ask, proud of your even tone.

“Got sent home because I kept throwing up.” He moans and you turn on your heel to glare at him.

“And you come here?”

“Yeah?” His voice comes out whiney and child-like. “It’s not like I can go home to my mom, that’s too far away.”

You decide to leave him on the couch, far away from you. 

Getting sick is the last thing you need right now. 

But you text Samu in the privacy of the bathroom, chewing your lip as you wait for his answer.

With all the fighting the boys have going on, you’ve picked up right away that they do care for each other, just in their own way.

By the time you’re out of the shower, Samu’s in the kitchen cooking something and Atsumu is curled up on the couch, a hot water bottle pressed against his middle.

“I’m out.” You tell Samu quietly, eyeing the bundle on the couch. “You need anything?”

“Can you get me the lecture notes from today? You know Sazama, she can give them to you.”

“Ooh, Sazama.” You wink at him. “I’ll be sure to mention that you’re still single.”

“Stop that.” Samu moves to hit your shoulder playfully but you step out of the way, content to see the blush on his cheeks. You knew it.

-

Atsumu’s pretending that he’s not in your room and you’re getting sick of it.

“You know you’re not allowed in here.” You remind him from where you’re sitting at your desk, typing furiously as you try and finish that train wreck of an assignment.

“I’m not ‘in here’.” He emphasizes from where’s standing in the open door. You can see his reflection in the window if you squint and his left foot is clearly overstepping into your room.

“You are. You’re just exploiting the fact that I can’t get up right now to close the door.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He whistles a tune, leaning further into the doorframe.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be?”

“No.”

You bite your tongue when your mind supplies another question. You don’t have time for this.

You manage to lose yourself to your focus but his voice pulls you out of it again.

“Do you want something to drink?”

“What?” You almost flinch at the sound behind you. “Sorry, what did you say?”

The look on his face is something you haven’t seen on him before. He pushes himself off the doorframe before you can place it. 

“I’ll get you some water.”

“Uh, thank you?” You start before realizing that he’s going to use it as a ploy to step further into your room, the only space in the apartment you’ve managed to keep away from him - so far.

“Wait, I’ll get it myself.” You rush after him.

-

You’re not surprised to have one of the twins turn up in your room at their own birthday party. You’re just surprised it’s Atsumu.

“You’re reading?” He asks as the door of your room clicks shut behind him and he sags into your desk chair.

“Yep.” You turn a page, deciding that you can be civil for a day and not throw him out.

“What’s it about?”

“It’s for Class but it’s kinda interesting.” You take a sip of your water but his eyes stay locked onto you. Okay, that’s weird.

You clear your throat awkwardly and try to summarize the book, only to stop in the middle of your sentence.

“Okay.” You say and lower your book further to glare at him. “Spill. What’s going on with you?”

He shrugs. “Nothing.”

“Don’t give me that shit. You’re the social butterfly in this household. Why are you not with the others?”

“Can’t just come and check in on you?”

“It’s your birthday party, Atsumu.”

“Why do you never call me by my nickname?” The question comes out of left-field and you’re left gaping at him for a moment before you can form a single word.

“What?”

“You call Samu Samu and Suna is Rin. And just now you called Captain Shin. But you always call me Atsumu.”

“Shin’s my cousin.” You remind him and he rolls his eyes.

“That’s not what I was getting at.” 

Yeah. You know that. You just don’t want to think about it.

“Will you go back to the party if I come with you?” There’s that thing again, moving over his face like a shadow, too fast to decipher. But he nods and gets up, stretching his hand out to help you out of bed.

“Pajamas good enough for your party?” You joke.

“Seriously? I’m afraid you don’t have anything better in your closet anyway.”

He ducks out of your reach just in time.

-

Tsumu is sitting in front of your apartment door, when you get home, head hanging low.

You don’t have to text Samu, you already know the score. MSBY lost and you don’t know what’s worse for him. Losing or losing by an inch, knowing he could have won.

“Hey.” You tap his boots with your own. “I was going to watch that awful movie you’ve kept talking about. Want to watch it with me and make it more bearable with your commentary?”

He looks tired and spent when he raises his head but he nods.

You stretch out your hand for him and he eyes it for a moment before taking it, allowing you to pull him up.

He’s quiet when you prep the snacks, always two steps behind you in the kitchen.

On a different day, you’d yell at him for it, tell him to at least get the drinks ready. But not today.

He settles heavily on the couch, his knee knocking into yours as you make yourself comfortable.

You pull a blanket over your lap and pretend that this is fine. Everything is fine.

Five minutes into the movie his head falls heavy onto your shoulders and you let out a sigh that’s been caught in your chest for months now.

In two hours Samu is going to be home.

In four hours you’ll go to bed and pretend that everything is fine. That you don’t care at all about Tsumu sleeping on the couch, heartbroken and tired after a loss.

Something slips in your chest as if a dislocated joint finally finds its home again, and you dig your elbow into Tsumu’s side.

“What?” He grumbles and you swallow what’s left of the knot in your throat.

“Get up. You can sleep in my bed.”

“What?”

“I won’t offer again.” 

You know you’re fighting a losing battle the moment he slips under your covers like he’s always been supposed to be there.

You know you’ve already lost when he curls around your side, his head on your shoulder, his arm a heavy weight across your stomach.

It feels like this is how it’s supposed to be.

-

Tsumu’s in your bed when you wake up, unfairly long lashes fluttering over sunkissed cheeks, nose crunched up in his sleep.

You turn slowly, partly to protect your poor heart from this sight so early in the morning, partly to get your phone.

You’ve got two messages from Samu.

“Hey, I know Tsumu was here but I can’t reach him. How was he when he left?”

The other, sent twenty minutes later, has your cheeks aflame.

“His shoes are still here? I think I’ll steer clear of your room tonight.”

You press your phone to your chest, too embarrassed to think of a response, knowing you’ll come face-to-face with him soon anyway. 

Movement to your left pulls your attention back to the situation at hand.

Tsumu’s blinking at you.

Like this, in the early morning light, he looks like innocence personified. 

He looks like Sunshine and easy laughter, like dancing in the rain.

He looks like someone who could break your heart and you’d let him do it.

That’s why you pull away, push yourself to the edge of the bed to get out, away, before this mess can get any messier.

His hand catches yours before you can, though.

“Stay.” He asks.

“Tsumu.” You plead. 

You can hear the smile on his lips when he speaks.

“You’re calling me Tsumu.”

You shrug, cradling your heart in your hand, your back towards him to protect what’s left of it.

“Could you love me?” He asks, voice low and soft. “Like, not right now, I know that’s not possible, but, in the future? Is there a chance you could like me at least? I mean you’ve let me sleep in here and I know I’m a mess but-”

“I already love you.” Your voice is so quiet you hope he hasn’t heard you. But his grip on your hand tightens and you know he didn’t miss a word.

-

Tsumu is already in the kitchen when you come home.

You raise an eyebrow at him. “Are you eating my snacks again?!”

“They’re Samu’s!” Atsumu grins at you from across the counter, cheeky and undeterred. “I checked.”

“I heard that!” Samu yells from the living room. “Give them back.”

“Come and get them.” Tsumu taunts as he leans forward to kiss you. You block him with a hand on his chest.

“Not the cheese crackers, Tsum. They smell so bad.”

“But baby!” He whines. “I want a kiss!”

“Brush your teeth first, then we’re talking.” You tell him flatly and he pouts before dropping the crackers and leaving for the bathroom.

You get back to putting the food away, grinning at Samu when he steps into the kitchen, an impressed look on his face.

“I never thought that would work.”

“Well, your cheese crackers are safe. Now keep your end of the deal.”

“Fine.” He huffs and grabs the opened bag of crackers from the counter. “Apartment is yours till tomorrow. Onigiri are already in the fridge.” 

You roll your eyes at him. "We could order Pizza. Tsumu will survive without your food for one day."

"Tsumu can what?" Strong arms wrapped themselves around you and pulled you back into your boyfriend, his minty fresh breath ghosting over your face as he put his head on your shoulder.

He eyed his brother.

"What are you still doing here? Don't you have a Date with Sazami?"

"It's my apartment too, you know!" Samu grumbled but he did not sound half as mad as he could get.

“Bye Samu. Stay away Samu.”

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[reysdriver]

Sleepover | R.B.

You and your family finish off a tiring day with a makeshift sleepover — dad!regulus x mom!reader

warnings: mentions of death (a kid's pet goldfish dies), nightmares, just general parental exhaustion i guess

words: 1.6k

a/n: I've been working on this fic on and off for like a month lmao, but this is my comeback to writing so boom

It’s been a long day. Ascella has been fussy all week, Aurora’s pet goldfish died, so you had to have that talk with her and Perseus plus a fish funeral, and then later, Aurora fell while playing outside and scraped her leg up pretty badly. 

And on top of all of that, the Ministry of Magic needed Regulus to work late tonight. 

So, that long day got even longer since it was just you taking care of the kids. 

By 7 o’clock in the evening, the two older kids kept asking you where their dad was, and all you could tell them was that they would have to wait and see while bouncing Ascella on your leg to quell her tantrum. 

Aurora and Perseus eventually listened to you and ditched asking you questions you didn’t know how to answer for a hand-clapping game they had made up the other day, but that was also dropped the second they heard the front door unlocking. 

The kids rushed to the door and pounced on Regulus, each choosing one of his sides to hug tightly. 

Your husband laughed. Not at the children, but at how he hadn’t even gotten the chance to take his shoes off before they latched onto him. 

“Daddy!” They squealed, arms wrapped around his thighs and their faces squished against his waist. “It feels like you’ve been gone a hundred years!”

“A hundred years?!” Regulus parroted sarcastically. “Well, you all look wonderful for your old age!”

They laughed at their dad and let go of his legs. “You look exactly your age!”

Regulus does an exaggerated gasp. “Well, sounds like no dessert for you two for the rest of the week! And get me your mom and your sister who isn’t mean to me.” 

The children looked at each other frantically, not realising Regulus had been joking about the dessert. Perseus speaks up for the both of them. “We’re sorry, Daddy! You don’t look a hundred years old, we promise!”

“Alright, I forgive you. Just get your mom and your sister so I can tell them I changed my mind about the dessert.”

Eager to earn their after-dinner sweets back, your two oldest kids run back to you in almost perfect lockstep. 

“Daddy’s here!” 

“Oh, is that who was at the door?” You feigned surprise, standing up with Ascella. “Come on, honey. Let’s go see Daddy, huh?”

When Regulus saw you and your baby girl walking his way, his lingering smile doubled in size. He hung his jacket up on the coat rack and held out his arms so he could get more hugs from the two of you.  

Ascella’s frown disappears to morph into an expression that matches her father’s. She babbled and squirmed in your arms until you were able to pass her over to Regulus. 

He pressed a couple of kisses to his daughter’s soft hair, which only made her more excited than she was when she saw her dad for the first time of the day. 

Regulus brought his attention off of Ascella and onto you while you watched the two of them laugh and play. You didn’t think you were letting the events of today show on your face, but Regulus seemed to pick them up immediately. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked softly. 

You shook your head. “Nothing. I’m just happy you’re back home.”

Regulus understood what you meant and didn’t press. He just went back to teasing your youngest daughter. “Did you three make it a long day for Mummy? Huh? Did you give her a hard time today?”

Ascella just kept laughing as he tickled her sides and kissed her cheeks. 

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Insistent that she would have trouble sleeping in her room without her fish, Aurora begged to stay with you and Regulus for the night. 

You wanted to say no. You’ve been putting Ascella to sleep in the bassinet beside your bed while she’s been sick because she keeps waking up in the middle of the night in a fit of cries and screams. If Aurora slept in your bed, she would have to deal with that as well. Regulus said that it would be fine, so Aurora gladly hopped into your bed, dragging her stuffed rabbit behind her. 

While she still wanted to chat before bed like you expected, when you reminded her to whisper because Ascella was asleep near you, she quieted down quickly and fell asleep soon after she stopped talking. 

After that, Regulus joined you in bed. Aurora had taken up a fraction of both your side and Regulus’ of the bed, but she had mainly been sprawled across your husband’s half, so he just pushed her over enough for him to lie down. 

Now you and Regulus laid across from each other, one little girl lying between you. You smiled sympathetically at the fact that you couldn’t hold each other like you usually would because of Aurora, and Regulus made the same face back. 

“I’m sorry I had to work late.” He said quietly. “I know it wasn’t an easy day today. I know me having to stay later than usual didn’t help.” Since coming home, he had heard all the stories about today’s happenings, and he felt worse and worse with every one. 

“It’s okay.” You reassured him. “These kids may be a handful, but there’s nothing about them that’s too much for me.”

“Well, I’ll still try to avoid working late from now on. You never know what a day is going to be like with them.” 

“All I care about is that you’re here now.”

“Yeah, I am pretty great company to have.”

You could tell by his little grin that he was expecting you to laugh and argue with him, but he didn’t say anything you could push back against. Instead of fighting him on it, you just put out your hand for him to take in his. 

“You are.” You told him sincerely. “For me and for the kids. And everyone else, too.” 

He brought your hand up to his lips and pressed a sweet kiss to your palm. You smiled but held back a giggle, careful not to wake either of your daughters who were sleeping in your room tonight. 

Regulus kept his mouth on your skin, moving his kisses further along. It started with your palm, then he trailed over to the ball of your hand, your wrist, your forearm. You tried silently shuffling closer to him so he could reach more of you, but he detached himself from you when you heard a soft knock at your bedroom door. 

“Come in, honey.” You called quietly. 

The bedroom door opened, and you could hear Perseus sniffling as he made his way across the room.  You and Regulus both sat up, concerned for your son, and you held out your arms. Perseus accepted your invite and hugged you tightly, wiping his tears on your shoulder. 

“What’s wrong, baby?” You asked, not letting go of your son. 

“I had a bad dream. I got scared.”

“Are you still feeling scared?”

He nodded, unlatching his arms from the hug. “A little.”

Regulus spoke up from beside you, still keeping his voice to a low hush. “Do you want to sleep here?”

Again, Perseus nodded, then he crawled onto your lap. You lifted up the covers so he could lay down beside you. 

Your husband reached over and tousled your son’s hair lovingly. “We’ll keep you safe here.”

 You enveloped Perseus in your arms and kissed the crown of his head while rubbing circles on his back. “Do you want to talk about your bad dream?”

He sniffled into your neck and shook his head. That was okay. You weren’t going to force him to talk and upset himself even more. It was good that he was enjoying your company and feeling safe in your arms. 

“That’s alright.” Regulus told him. “We can just all cuddle and enjoy this little sleepover here tonight. How does that sound?”

Perseus lifted his head up to look at Regulus and attempted to muster up a smile and a nod. “That sounds good, Dad.”

You smiled, happy that Perseus was already feeling better than before. “Yeah, we’re all gonna have a nice sleepover, and then we’re gonna have a great day tomorrow?”

Today wasn’t a great day, but you would do anything in your power to make sure tonight was good and tomorrow would be even better. 

Perseus nodded sleepily once more at your proposal. “That sounds good too, Mum.”

You started rubbing his back once more to help him calm down and fall asleep faster. It seemed to be working as his breathing became more steady and his heartbeat was going back to normal. 

“Goodnight, honey.” You told Perseus, even though you were sure he was too tired to hear you. 

You looked up at Regulus, who was watching you lovingly from the other side of the bed. You were certain that if your bedroom wasn’t full of your sleeping children, you would have lunged across the bed for him the second you saw him gazing over at you. 

“We should go to sleep too.” Regulus broke the silence. “Don’t want to risk waking them if we stay up and talk.”

You shot your husband a sweet grin. “You’re right, as always. Plus, the faster we get to sleep, the closer we get to the great day we’re gonna have tomorrow.”

[pablitogavii]

Panic

Everyone around you kept telling you 'he will cheat' or 'you'll never be enough for him' or 'he's probably thinking about those instagram models' and it was all you could think about.

What if they were right?? You were just a normal every day girl and Pablo had grown women on their knees for his attention. All of this was giving you so much anxiety!

"Good evening señora Y/l/n. How are you?" Pablo asked politely as your mom welcomed him inside smiling at his kindness. Unlike all your friends, your parents were very supportive of your relationship with the young football star.

"I'm doing pretty well Pablo, but Y/n is worrying me these days..she's barely eating and doesn't leave her room unless it's to go to school. I don't know what's wrong with my babygirl" woman said and Pablo got curious now also starting to worry what was going on since you haven't told him anything.

He's been busy last could of days preparing for champions league so you only had to face time before bed but you still didn't say something was bothering you.

"I will talk to her, don't worry. I am sure everything will be alright." Pablo smiled kindly walking upstairs where your room is at knocking at your door.

"Amor? Are you sleeping preciosa??" Pablo asked peeking into the dark room seeing you cuddled up on the bed with your phone in your hand highlighting your face.

"Pablo!!!" you said excitedly moving the blanket and opening your arms welcoming him in and he chuckled closing the door and laying besides you scooping you in his arms.

"How are you preciosa? Todo bien?" he said and you tried to fake a smile which he saw right through asking you the same question again making you sigh.

"Um..I'm feeling very anxious lately cariño.." you admit feeling tears collecting in your eyes already and he sits up a bit wanting to be able to look you in the eyes as you spoke.

"Why is that amorcito? Something happened at school or is it something about us?" he said and you got scared to answer. In your past relationship saying that something was wrong meant long hours of constant arguence.

"Um..it's nothing..don't worry about it Pablo" you try to dodge the subject but he wouldn't let you especially after hearing how worried your mom was about your health.

"If it makes you anxious, then it's something I want to worry about. It's alright, preciosa. You can tell me anything, I promise. Bueno?" he caressed you hair while speaking in a soothing tone that made you more relaxed.

"Um..everyone tells me that you will cheat..that I am not enough for you because you're a footballer..and..and I know that's not who you are but..I get scared..and then I panic" you were mumbling the last part afraid that Pablo will take offense but instead he held you tighter pulling your chin up and kissing your lips lovingly.

"Is this why you weren't eating and taking care of yourself huh princesa?" he asked holding your face gently and you nodded your head.

"And then..then I read today that Neymar cheated on his pregnant girlfriend for the second time because they sent it to me..so I just felt sick..and um I couldn't eat anything." you spoke feeling dumb for comparing someone else to Gavi who you knew loved you purely but constant pressures from the sides made you go crazy.

"Amor..listen to me. I know you're my smart girl and you already know this but every man is different and it also depends on the type of relationship he is in with a girl. Most of my friends don't want anything serious because they want that crazy lifestyle while they're young. Joder, I was the same until I met you at that coffee shop and you spilled tea into my lap..I fell in love with you amor. That's different from being attracted to you or thinking you're pretty. It's something worth staying loyal to and I would never do anything to hurt you my sweet girl..I could not bare it. All I want to do is hold you in my arms and protect you from their poisonous words!" Pablo finished hugging you tight and you sighed finally pushing those thought out of your mind and focusing on his words instead. You believed him completely, and you knew you both loved each other unconditionally.

"Are you mad at me now?" you ask fearfully looking up at his still very much soft eyes as he gave you a small smile.

"Why would I be mad amor?" he asked and once again your past relationship made you assume he would be toxic which he is not at all.

"Um..b..because I let them get into my head" you say and he shakes his head while kissing your forehead.

"No, I'm not mad because I get it. Hearing someone constantly saying something will happen makes you worried that it just might. They are jealous of us amor. They don't want us together because they can't have what we have with each other. But no way in hell am I going to let their poisonous words destroy the purest love i felt for someone in my life!" Pablo said and now you were the one who moved up and kissed his lips passionately.

"Neither will I...I'll stop talking to every single one of them. There is no one I care about more than you cariño. Tu eres mi vida." you say and Pablo kissed you again nodding his head in agreement.

"Whenever you need reassurance, just tell me preciosa..I will always give it to you." he promised and you smiled nodding your head and nuzzling it into his neck.

"Te amo Pablito.." you sigh in relief glad that was finally over and he was right there with you.

"Yo te amo muchisimo princesita" he said and the two of you cuddled up in silence for a few minutes. Shortly after, your stomach was rumbling and the two of you giggled because of it.

"Um..maybe we can have some dinner now??" you ask and he chuckled getting up and grabbing your head while walking downstairs.

"Mamá! I'm a bit hungry..is there any dinner" you say and the woman looked so relieved smiling at Pablo who nodded his head glad he could do something to help.

"Yes, it's done. And she already told us what you can eat on your diet, so don't you worry Pablo" she answered as you followed after her to the dinning room sitting at the table.

"Muchas gracias. Looks delicioso" Pablo said really loving the fact that he felt so comfortable with your family just as you do with his.

"Hopefully tastes the same! Bon appetite!" she said bringing the food while you and Pablo held hands underneath the table looking at each other longingly. It made you wonder how could you ever believe such stupid nonsense your fake friends told you.

It's really horrible what happened to Bruna again..I'm speechless but praying for her and her daughter to be finally happy <3

[raylazuko]

So we know nothing about Diluc’s mother right? Other than she probably died when he was little and Adelinde helped raise him.

But what if she isn’t/wasn’t dead and trapped somewhere? Or she died and her soul was trapped somewhere for some reason? And Crepus was using the delusion to try to save her.

What if she either got cursed by someone for soemthing she did or she cursed herself by accident? I’ve heard rumors she was into witchcraft or something. And if she got cursed that’s why she died.

Or maybe she was killed or something and Crepus didn’t have a vision to save her so he used a dellusion so that the same thing wouldn’t happen to Diluc or Kaeya. (Remember Kaeya didn’t have a vision until after Crepus died so he’d be naturally more vulnerable.)

Also I consider it very possible that Crepus knows something about Kaeya even if Kaeya never told him. Just like speculation. Khaenri’ahns have those primogem eyes. He never brought it up or questioned further not to upset Kaeya who either doesn’t remember what happened or refuses to talk about it. It’s hard to keep a secret for that many years so it makes me think either Kaeya had his memory wiped in some way. Like he knows he’s supposed to be a spy but doesn’t remember much else or his memory got blocked because of trauma. Trauma fucks with your memory and concept of time, trust me, I know.

I think Varka knows. He must know. He probably either doesn’t question it out of kindness or good will OR he knows Kaeya is powerful and wants him on his side and won’t wanna antagonize him. I don’t really trust Varka.

Now moving on, we know nothing about either of Kaeya’s parents but considering the whole abandonment thing, and that the Alberiches are probably crazy abyss shills, I would imagine Kaeya’s father was abusive in some way. Also I talked about it in another post but Kaeya’s mom is probably Sumerian or Natlese but more likely Sumerian because of Kaeya’s outfit, the trip when he was a kid, and the geography.

Idk I get freaky weird supremacist vibes from the Abyss order and they are probably nuts about blood purity. Like considering what happed with Caribert and that he was used for an experiment it kinda makes me think that non pureblood kids are not well regarded. My thought is that Kaeya IS powerful with abyss powers but his father is mad about this because Kaeya isn’t pureblood and instead of blaming himself for having an extramarital affair, he just takes it out on Kaeya himself. Kaeya’s mother was either killed or sent away imo. If she was sent away, Kaeya probably doesn’t know where she is since he doesn’t go looking for her. Or he was lied to and told she died. I would guess she’s probably an Eremite and doesn’t know where he is either.

Either it was just an affair when kaeya’s father was on the surface for some reason or he kidnapped kaeya’s mother as a slave/mistress which unfortunately seems like something the abyss order would do. Either way I headcanon that she kicks ass and is actually powerful and has a dendro vision or some shit. Like that would be sick.

In other words we know nothing about the parents here except the limited things we do know about Crepus but yeah, I wanna know more haha. Like just imagine if Diluc’s mom is a powerful witch from Fontaine or something (oh shit what if she has Fatui connections).

So yeah, maybe either Crepus got looped into working for the Fatui because of his wife, or maybe she left the Fatui to marry him and they hunted her down and killed her! And then Crepus works against the Fatui to avenge her and some of his “business trips” are actually underground intelligence. And maybe his wife had the dellusion when she worked for them and it got kept as an heirloom OR he got it to protect himself and kids after failing to protect her. Or maybe it’s out of anger and vengeance.

Either way I need to know more about their moms, this shit is crazy.

[panfluidme]

One shot request: (no death) Martin and Chris were like really far from the Tortuga and Martin gets injured (potentially fatal) and all Chris can do is to try and save him/protect him until they can get proper help. Martin also starts rambling about silly stuff while it's happening (examples: his favourite creature, what he'll get Chris for his birthday) also I love all your wild kratts angst fics 💗💗

I'm so sorry this has taken me for fucking ever, lol

I hope that you enjoy this. I kinda went off prompt

CAN'T THINK RIGHT

Martin was losing blood, quick. And Chris could see that. Him losing blood was absolutely terrifying; pulled right out of his nightmares. The color made him feel sick; why did it make him feel so sick?

Chris pressed his hands against Martin's side, trying so hard to keep himself as calm as he can be. This was a lot for the young man. His fear was strong, tears welled up in his chocolate brown eyes, but he needed to keep himself calm for Martin.

The older hummed softly. He stared at Chris as he blinked rapidly to in a vain attempt to get rid of the black dotting his vision. He let out a giggle, causing the younger to pause then look at his face.

"What are you giggling at?"

"Chris is so funny. He whined when it was purple martins or when he was blueeee."

The man in question blinked, confused. "Why do you bring it up?"

"I dunno. It's just funny. He whined lots over it. I do feel bad cause there's no animal that has Chris in the name." Martin let his head lull back.

"Deep breaths and stay awake, okay? I'm going to call Aviva here in a moment." Chris grabbed his Creature Pod with one hand and dialed Aviva.

"Hola," the inventor greeted cheerfully.

"Martin's hurt. A tiger bit him and cut up his legs."

"I'm on the way. Where are you?"

"I threw a sandwich and the tiger went after it. I found a ditch. We're hiding inside."

Aviva nodded and shouted at Jimmy to hurry. "I'll send a first aid kit over."

Chris nodded and looked at Martin, giggling to himself. "Avivaaaaa! I got Chris a blanketttt!"

"For?" she asked while searching.

"His birthday."

She chuckled. "Yeah?"

"It's a green lizard."

"I'm sure he'll love it." Aviva sent the first aid kit to them. She looked off screen and sighed. "I gotta go. Keep him awake and talking."

Chris nodded as he used the limited supplies to stabilize Martin for the time being. She hung up to tell Jimmy exactly where to go. Martin kept giggling and pointing out random things.

"Chrisssss!"

"Yes?"

"The sky's blue," he said so simply, Chris couldn't help but start laughing. "I like blue. I like green cause green makes you happy. I like when you're happy."

Chris stared at him then smiled softly. "Really?"

Martin nodded. "I don't like green more than I like blue, blue's better than green in lotsa ways, but it makes you soooooo happy, I can't not like it. You bein' happy always makes me happy, even if I'm upset with you for whatever reason. You're my favorite person," Martin's voice was getting a little weak.

"And you're my favorite person. So you gotta live for me, okay?"

"M'kay." He coughed a little then smiled at Chris. He poked Chris' cheek. "'Member when you learned how to ride a bike?"

"I do." Chris nodded.

"I'm sorry for getting you in trouble cause I accidentally wrecked the bike. I wanted to ride and I didn't have a bike. I was just too big for you baby bike. I did talk to mom an' dad to explain what happen, which is why your punishment disappeared."

Chris chuckled a little and put his forehead against Martin's cheek. He noticed that Martin's eyes were drooping. "Stay awake for me, okay?"

"I'm tryin'. It's hard."

"I'm sure it is."

The two could hear the Tortuga arrive.

[dreaming-of-lu]

Hello I never actually request a emergency request before but I'd like to rn, Yesterday I lost my lovely cat his name was Five, he was very sick apparently and we couldn't do anything to help him it was so unexpected definitely for me, He went to the vet that day and I just expected him to come back home with my mom but sadly that wasn't the case. I didn't think I had to say goodbye so soon I miss him terribly already. I've been crying ever since yesterday he was still such a young cat. But yeah, this is the reason I'd want to request an emergency request. I'd like a comfort scenario or comfort headcanons? With Twilight and if you could Time too (separately) they are my favorite boys. I'd really just appreciate some comfort i dont care if its plotonic or romantic, It's okay if you can't write my request or i did something wrong requesting but I'd just had to try Hope you have a good day

I'm so sorry, darlin'. I know what that's like to lose a pet so dear, I feel you and I hope the days get better for you, truly 💚 take some time for yourself, okay?

Twilight

"Is everything okay, sugar?"

You've been acting off lately which caught his attention immediately after checking into the inn last night. You were silent more than normal, kept your head down and spoke in mumbles even rejecting the food Wild made. He knew something was up and he didn't like it, he rather see a smile on your face than a broken one.

Twilight perked up and noticed the downtrodden nature that graced your frame when you stepped out of the room. The brief eye contact told him enough that everything was indeed, not alright. He opened his mouth to say something, only to shut it when you silently begged with your eyes for him to drop it. His heart clenched at the sight of the wobble of your lips, causing the worry to swell within him.

He knows he shouldn't press or overstep the boundaries yet the caretaker, and the protective side in him reared its head. Demanding to know what caused the pain, how can he help, and what to fix. Though, he knows when to step back and let the other breathe in the case of if they feel overwhelmed. In your case, you definitely were.

Twilight sighs and steps back, opening his arms a lil in a silent question. It was appreciative enough to make you shuffle over and collapse into his arms. He gives you a little squeeze, tucking your head into his shoulder and placed a kiss against the side of your head.

"I got you," Twilight hums, "go ahead and let it all out."

Time

He was worried when you didn't come down the stairs to eat breakfast. Time quietly assist the situation, thinking you might've overslept, only to frown when one of the boys was the last one to exit the door to the house. He ignored it for a time being, thinking you'll come out at some point. He forced himself to get the chores around the ranch done until lunch rolled by, and yet, there was still no sight of you.

"Has anyone talk or seen (y/n) at all today?" He lowly asked at the table while picking at the slice of meat on his plate with his fork. The table quieted, the boys looked at each other in confusion, looking around before Hyrule piped up,

"I was roomed with them, they told me that they didn't feel quite so well."

Time brows furrowed at the revitalization, "are they sick?"

Hyrule shook his head, "none that I could tell of...I think-" he was cut off at the sound of Time's chair scooting back on the wooden floor. They all watched silently as he picked up the plate of food Malon had set out for you before ascending the stairwell.

Every step towards the room you and Hyrule resided in was like a ticking bomb. His mind going over countless nuclear scenarios til he was forced to shove them back into his mind, trying to reason that you're not hurt. You're safe on the ranch; he knocked on the door and waited. Waited. Waited. No sound.

"(Y/n)? I have lunch...can I come in?"

Nothing. His mind started to slightly spiral until the door cracked open and teary, red rimmed eyes stared back at him through the crack.

"Oh..." He softly spoke; the door opened wider, letting him into the room. The soft sniffles cracked his heart as he placed the plate of food on the dresser. He picks you up and settle you in his lap, letting you resume crying into his chest as he stroked your head in a comforting motion. He hummed softly, rocking slowly to and fro as he sits there in silence with your sobs.

"I don't know what happened and I don't need to until you're ready to say so. Yet know this, I'm here if you need a shoulder to cry on."

[escapingrealtiylovinginsanity]

How religious do you think Will Halstead is

So, this question got my gears spinning because I never put much thought into it. I mean Will is obviously religious in at least a few ways. (SIDE NOTE: This turned more into a story of my own thoughts of events. I'm sorry if you wanted just a character analysis. If so message again and I'll do that. Sorry)

We knew that he went to a Catholic school growing up which means that his parents (or at least one) are religious. We can assume that he was raised with a firm foundation of religion. He probably went to church on Sundays and maybe even Wednesdays after school.

I think Will was a firm believer until he hit middle school. That was probably around the time he started getting teased and bullied by other kids. His dad didn't like seeing his sons beat up, but Pat wouldn't be supportive. He would reprimand his boys for not fighting back. He would be especially hard on Will because he was the oldest and an example for his younger brother. The Halsteads were fighters.

I think between his father's disapproval, his need to protect Jay, and his social struggles at school he would go through a phase where he not only questioned his religious views but completely turned his back on them. He got into science at school and starts researching evaluation and the Big Bang theory. He keeps his change in faith to himself. Still attending his Catholic school running through the motions of services and celebrations.

Then one night he gets arrested for getting into a fight. While his mother is lecturing him he throws his lack of belief in his mother's face. It breaks her heart. His dad confronts him when he sees his wife's tears. Pat may not treat his sons well but he loves and adores his wife. He tells Will that he was going to tell his mother he had just said that to spite her. Will refuses and his stubbornness causes an epic fight with his dad. His dad ends up slamming him through his bedroom door.

Will does end up telling his mother it wasn't true and that he still was a believer. His mother knows him better than that but accepts his forced lies with a hug. He continues going through the motions of the Catholic faith. He knows the words, songs, and scriptures but he doesn't believe them.

He drinks, smokes weed, parties, and has sex with the best of them. All while attending his Catholic school, keeping straight As with an ease. He runs fast and loose, falling in and out of love with girls almost every six months.

Until he is forced back into the world of religion his senior year of High school. His mom is sick and it isn't looking good. The medicine, the science he was so sure of wasn't working. His mom was dying. He finds himself in the chapel on his knees begging God not to take his mom away. He will do anything for more time with her.

And his mom holds on.

He graduates High school and his mom goes into remission. He gets the tattoo of a cross on his left ring finger. He knows God is real. He will believe forever. It will mix with his science knowledge while he is at school. The two complement and cross in the best and worst ways.

Then his mom gets sick again. But this time there is no saving her. Will knows it and he can't stand to watch her waste away. So he travels with doctors across borders trying to do something meaningful with his life.

Will finds his strong belief that every life matters and that they should be preserved and kept alive as long as possible. He isn't a practicing Catholic except on holidays and special occasions.

Will Halstead is religious.

[ndjournal]

hi, i took what you said in my last ask seriously and realized “I Am That” didn’t quite resonate with me.

lemme think back to what i did a few months back in my moms cancer scare. when began to understand that everything rrally is influenced by me. it was early july, my mom had the bad news of having an aggressive cancer. i felt so bad and depressed, and i wanted her to have the biopsy diagnosed because i just wanted her to start treatment.

i wanted the biopsy on a specific date as well.

i tried to let go and just ignore the thoughts like ppl on nd tumblr say but it kept coming so i just thought on why i wanted it on a specific date. i just kept thinking on it. why. no answers just feelings. for a while until i got an intuitive answer when the date was coming. i was simply afraid that my mother would have not enough time, and that my mother was. idk i was holding onto this idea that she was incredibly sick. and then i just realize that was dumb and i let it go. i realized that it didn’t matter what happens because she will be fine and i will be fine anyways, and i gave up on the idea of having said date. and then i got the date i wanted.

i tried to do this with other shit but idk if this simply isnt for me or i wasn’t patient enough with the answer like the first time.

idk what type of investigation this. i guess i just feel like i need to follow to the T what the books say.

i guess my question is what type of investigation i should use? or what do you gather i should do?

What you practiced is pretty much what Lester taught (refer to my previous answer to you, there are references to chapters from his book). Basically investigating the attachments/fears/resistance/judgment etc. that are held about a goal/desire/situation and then letting it go and letting things be.

Some things are easier to let go of than others because the mind holds less thoughts of attachments/fears/resistance/judgment etc about it, other things aren't so easy because they're deeply entrenched, multi-layered and numerous in thoughts, most which isn't conscious and requires investigation to understand. You could also install the positive and this *can* help in dissolving the subconscious limitations/negativity but results may vary - personally I find Lester's way a lot more direct and effective for certain things, or you can try combining both but the key is to let go of attachment (instead of being attached/needing something, just know it as whatever you chose and let it be).

There are no shoulds, just keep asking yourself questions and trust in yourself. You did wonderfully already with your example, just keep following that intuition and applying it. If Lester's way resonates, you could check out his book in Ada's drive :)

[sharpnothashtag]

My dad was a music minister. I was at church every time the doors were open. I watched VeggieTales before I could speak. I spent long nights in the church while Dad worked and Mom prepared for VBS. When I was too sick to go to school, I slept in my dad's office on a handbell cushion.

I was at church almost as much as I was at home. I did my homework there; I ate meals there; I worked one of my first jobs there.

When I was 12, I joined the youth group. My friends left me. I still had baby teeth when my Sunday School class, who had decided I was gay, gang sodomized/raped me with a box of tampons. When I asked them why, they said this was for when praying the gay away didn't work.

I put it out of my head. They were trying to save my soul, right?

A few months later, the leadership team (older people from the youth group) beat the shit out of me in the garden my mom and I started years before as a mother-daughter project. When I asked them why, they said they cared, and they didn't want me to go to hell for being gay. They HAD to beat it out of me.

I cleaned myself off and put it out of my head. This literally meant that they cared enough to keep me from eternal damnation. I was worth saving, right?

No one talked to me. I stopped talking at church. I was kicked out of every group except for my dad's choir. I only sang--I wouldn't speak unless I was with my dad. Every once in a while, I would muster up the courage to say something, but then my entire body would tense up. I didn't deserve to be there. Something was wrong with me.

I had accepted Christ. I read my Bible every single morning. I prayed for God to change my circumstances or change me. The Jesus they were talking about didn't seem like the one I read about in the scriptures, but that didn't necessarily mean that I was right about that.

I was truly, truly alone.

Through all of this, I was a teenager who LOVED VeggieTales. So, at the end of the day, even though I was alone, I had Bob to give me a good talking to; I had Larry to keep me laughing. I had Jimmy and Jerry and Jean-Claude and Philipe and Junior and Archibald and Scooter and Madame Blueberry and the Scallions to keep me going (and yes, all the rest, too). When I had a question about scripture, I brought it to Grampa George. When I was having a bad day, I'd go talk to Laura and Annie. When I needed a hero, LarryBoy was always there for me.

At 14, I was an on-and-off member of the Praise Team. We sang contemporary Christian music by Chris Tomlin, Hillsong, Casting Crowns, etc. I listened to it and sang it constantly. I did that kind of singing nonstop for different churches until I was 24.

My background in Dad's choir was mostly Hymn arrangements and Gaither Vocal Band. I sang a LOT of that as well. When I got to college, I was hired to do that at churches as well as the Contemporary thing.

Finally, at 24, I discovered that I was NOT past my church trauma--in fact, I was just remembering most of it. I changed denominations to get back to a more traditional service.

I've worked hard in therapy on my church trauma, and church is still hard for me. I keep going, and I continue to heal in new ways every day.

In my head, I still had the community of Veggies. Even though I also had people, the Veggies were always there to keep me grounded in what my faith was really about.

Today, on my way to church, God told me to play some Christian music in my car. As a rule, I don't listen to that in my car unless I'm working on something specific. I kept trying to find something that wasn't going to trigger me.

I stumbled across this:

This album is every bit as silly as you think it is.

Every single one of these songs is really triggering for me. They make me feel like I don't belong, even though it's been years since I experienced that. My heart rate skyrockets, and I can't breathe.

Not today.

Because today, Bob and Larry were there to remind me that God can redeem anything. The silly voices in my head/on this CD reminded me that NOTHING can separate me from the love of God. Not barbed wire, or a mean dog, or a really bad haircut. Not people who hurt me beyond what I'm ready to talk about here. Not my dad's death. Not PTSD. Not anxiety. Not OCD. Not Prozac. Nothing.

Why?

Because God made me special, and God loves me very much.

[jayspire]

Hi! Im a new person here on tumblr. This blog is to show you my journey, and to help others if I can. Today Im going to list things I’m going to manifest, how, and I will recount as we go I will also post my results. I’m very familiar with the LOA so if you have any questions you can ask and I’ll respond as soon as I can. But this works two ways. If I ever say something u don’t agree with feel free to correct me I might also occasionally ask questions as well. Now I’m going to share a success story I had in 7th grade.

At this time I heard of manifesting. It was December and I was just sick of school. So utterly sick I wanted to never come back. And I don’t know what made me do this but I would literally go “you know what I’m not going to school. For a whole MONTH!” And I kept saying this to everyone. I didn’t know what I was doing like I still went to school everyday but I didn’t think about it I think I was joking around but I was so sour it seemed real. Anyway i got appendicitis 💀. And I stayed home for a month 💀. I didn’t connect this to manifesting bc it seemed like a coincidence and I had been having stomach pain + frequent hospital trips for a few months so it was like it already happened. Anyway I went back to school and my home room teacher was my English teacher. And in English we had this thing where we wrote a book entry everyday and after two weeks we turned them in. Now I was always on time with this but since I was sick I didn’t do mine and procrastinated on it even when I went back to school. So the Friday I woke up and figured she’d check them I was so scared it was the due date. But again idk what possessed me but I woke up somehow knowing she wouldn’t come to school that even though she never skips Fridays. I told my mom, my cousin, my friend up until I reached her door I literally said “she’s not here today see”, I wasn’t even at the door how did I know.

I turned out she fell down some stairs and didn’t return for the rest of the year. The guilt ate me up. I confessed 😭. I told my friends it was me. She was already over weight and I was so worried. I did this with my math teacher when I didn’t do the hw but she always came back. From that day manifesting scared me. I didn’t use subs, meditations or anything I just knew in a disregarding way?? Xx

Now I want to post about my journey bc I’ve grown since then. I want to manifest waking up in the void every night completely aware. As soon as I become unaware of my 3d reality I become aware of the void. Technically we are the void. Idk if I want to do this how I did before because when manifesting appendicitis it took a month, but when manifesting my teacher not being there it took one morning. All I know is the common factor is the feeling of know. Actually it was more of an attitude. So what I’m going to do is :

1. Pick an aff or a few I’ll list them. I don’t like robotic affirmations bc why I affirm if I already have it. I’ll only use robotic affirmation when I’m in doubt otherwise I’ll just remind myself occasionally how I already go into the void every night and how it’s so great. Even in doubt b4 resorting to that I’ll listen to subs or meditation.

2. Know it’s going to happen because why wouldn’t it. Know it happened.

3. I like meditation so I’m going to use that. It makes my body buzz. There’s this creator on her who makes affirmation tapes @adambja and she has this tape the peaked my curiosity its on her page you don’t have to dm her it’s called just another tape. It’s so cool I only tried it three times so far. The last two I got interrupted by my family tapping me awake I try so hard to do this in private 😭. But don’t worry if you can’t like me meditating normally also helps I thought it was a waste of time the first week but after a while I loved it made me so detached.

So just to clear this up if in doubt I will use subs or meditate, I know I go into the void every night, I will also meditate normally bc it’s so great and strengthens you before you go into doubt, and here are affs I will use:

“I wake up in the void every night aware”

“I become aware of the void every night”

“I’ve mastered the void”

OMG BEFORE I FORGET

There’s a creator on here I think Maya or Mara I’ll double check who introduced me to morphia energy fields. I don’t know much about this but she made a challenge of using them and I will at her in the comments bc I want to try this for more information on what this is you can go to her blog to see. That’s all again I will post my results 👋

[coolbeanzeaglbones]

Fanfic chapter, the one with Eagleclaw.

The commander was sorta mad. Oh, no one messes with one of his friends and gets away with it.

Ugh, the nerve!

Luckily, they knew where Eaglebones’ mom lived, as they had all gone to the funeral of his father like in their first year of being in the Aquabats.

They had insisted on going, despite Eaglebones basically pleading that they didn't, as he was sad and didn't want them to see that.

The logic was that their mother probably, and that was a huge probably, knew where Eagleclaw was.

They pulled into the gravel driveway and walked up to the house, “But what if she doesn't know?” Crash asked, “Well, then we lie about our intentions and just say Eaglebones is fine, then I don't know.” He knocked on the door and waited.

About two minutes passed and the door opened. Now, eaglebones’ mom was a nice lady she just didn't…look nice.

She looked mean, but when she spoke, you instantly knew she was a kind lady trapped under a mean face, “Oh hi, this is…unexpected, won't you come in?” She opened the door fully and allowed them to walk in, “Where's my son?” She asked, as only the four Aquabats walked in.

The commander already had a lie ready, “Oh we um…are just dropping in because we're looking for your other son, but Bones isn't with us today because we went to the professor's and he said he didn't feel good soo….” she nodded and said, “My oldest son is in the living room, he stopped in to visit me, can you believe it?”

She said this as they emerged in the living room to see Eagleclaw, on the couch, sipping tea.

Ricky's hand was clenched into a fist at his side. The commander was the best at de-escalating a situation, “Hello Eagleclaw.” The commander said, a false smile in place on his face.

Eagleclaw smiled at him, “Where's my brother?” He asked innocently, like a child lying about something they thought was funny, but would get in trouble for later. The commander's smile turned more to a clenched jaw, “You know, he felt sick, so he couldn't come.” They all sat down as a unit on the couch.

Eagleclaw was smirking at them before changing his expression to one of concern as his mother walked back in, “Now I think I have to talk to my son alone, so why don't you guys go outside and, I don't know, go out back.”

The Aquabats knew proper etiquette, so they did as they were told and went to the backyard.

They had a swing set from many years ago. It had two swings. So, forgetting the entire situation, they kinda started trying to see who could get to the swings first.

Crash literally picked Ricky up and swung him at the other two, not enough to hurt them, just enough to make them step back.

It was safe to say that they got to go on the swings. The commander pouted, “I wanted to go on the swing.” He whined.

He continued like that for a few minutes before Jimmy had enough, “Commander, we can take this time to discuss the situation, and plan.” The commander groaned, “I hate planning.”

“But he's right, we need a plan. I mean, we have to get the name of the poison out of Eagleclaw.” Said Ricky. Crash stopped swinging for a second and picked up a leaf, contemplating it in his hand for a second, “Jimmy, do you have your knitting needles?” That question caught Jimmy off guard, “Yes, why crash?”

“Cuz if he doesn't willingly tell us, we'll have to force it out of him.” Everyone turned to him, “Well, I'm not letting Eaglebones read to you ever again.” Jimmy said.

They kept bantering for a while until Eagleclaw came out back, a smirk still on his face. He seemed to be holding something in his claws, “Hey fitness, you were always my favorite,” he handed Ricky a vial of bright red liquid, “you make sure he gets fixed, I know he's your friend.”

Then he walked out the back gate and left.

Ricky stared at the vial in his hand, then looked at the others, “Jimmy scan it.” Jimmy used his robot eyes to scan, “That's it.” The commander could barely contain a surprised laugh, “Well, that solved that, let's go.”

Little did they know, Eagleclaw was laughing, his plan falling into order.

[mars101]

Act 1: -> Scene 2: mama got busy

WRITTEN PART -> (0.8) -> more ss after

“soooo… now can you show us?”

the girls had arrived on the island and yin was now bringing the two for a walk along the beach, her hands held onto a diary with a sparkling cover.

“hold on yuna! we've got to at least be away from the docks, the only people who know is us.”

“wait, you didn't tell jay? it's his wedding too”

yin turns around to face the girls while walking backwards in front of them, the diary now clutched close to her chest as they're more farther away from people.

“okay well, i was going to tell him… tomorrow..”

the two scoff in disbelief at yin, “yeah you're going to tell him. when all three of your dads are walking down the damn isle with you.”

“KARINA!”

she throws her hands up in defense, “we know you, just make sure to try.” karina shares a look with yuna.

the bride opens the diary to a bookmarked page and turns it to the girls. “ive already read it once, maybe twice and.. you two can see for yourself.” yin hands over the book to yuna who's eyes start to sparkle in delight before she even started to read. “woah..”

“yin your mom got busy”

karina starts to flip the pages before she's even finished reading one, “twelve whole pages of them??” yuna looks at you with shock and amusment, “filled front to back too” yin shuts her eyes while covering her face, “in detail…”

“our poor baby~”

“i think the boat is still here, lets leave honey”

“i am NOT leaving with you two, you need to stop”

karina takes the diary from yuna and starts to read the first page, “your mom is a fun writer, “july 17th, what a night! last night-” Wait.. your wedding day is the day your mom got knocked up??” yin scratches her head while looking away from the two.

“okay well, i didn't know until i found it.. but it means something right, i thought it did when i saw the date.. which is why i invited all three of them…”

“you keep on acting before thinking.. ok well easy solution to this. first man in is your dad”

yin and yuna cringe at the words “please word that differently, and the first man in does not mean hes the dad, it just matters on which one reaches first”

“yeah so first one in is the dad which is.. lee hyunjae, hes your dad. im betting on it”

“hmmm no, thats not how that works.”

“how would you know yuna?”

“i asked a lot of questions when i was in health class”

yin shakes her head at the two, “whichever one is my dad is the one i feel a connection to, like once i see them i just will know.”

“as if, you find connections in everything.”

“yin, one of these men is your dad, but i just know you will end up feeling connected to all of them.”

yin links her arms with the two as she brings them along towards her mom's hotel on the island, the walk filled with exclamations as they continue to read from the diary.

the building wasn't anything too fancy, it was nice and cozy and brought warmth to the girls every time they visited yin.

“Here come the bridesmaids! Oh look at you three~ So beautiful!”

“mom! oh my god you scared me”

“y/n!”

Yuna and Karina rushed to hug Y/n as she appeared, they shove the diary in Yin's hands as she moves it to behind her back away from her view. The two ease into Y/n's embrace as her hands caress their heads, “Was the ride here alright? Yuna, i know you get seasick.” The two girls are trying to hide smirks and giggles as they look at Y/n after reading her diary.

“awe mama~ i did get a little sick, and it’s yin’s fault” yuna points at yin while clinging onto her mom, her action makes Y/n chuckle. “mom! she literally kept on texting me while i told her to stop. she’s a liar~” Yin pulls Yuna away from Y/n, and she's now caging the girl's arms in a hug, karina joins them, pulling both of them into a hug.

With a soft look in Y/n's eyes at the sight of the three she start to feel a bit sad inside, “The three of you have grown so well, even you Karina despite me meeting you only a few years ago. Oh, I can't believe my baby is getting married~” Her hands rest on Yin's cheeks to kiss her forehead, giggles escaping her lips. “The next ferry's about to arrive. I have to go pick up your aunts.”

synopsis = a day before her wedding day, Yin decides to find her father so he can walk her down the isle, the problem? There's three candidates: Lee Juyeon, Kim Younghoon, and Lee Hyunjae.

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[yuriko-mukami]

His Possession Dark 08

Yuriko was wandering through the darkness, too tired for running. Her paws stumbled a couple of times, but she kept going until she finally reached the cliff. The familiar creature turned around and pierced her with his amber-yellow eyes.

“You look like shit, Little Sister,” Yuuto said.

“...and you could be more polite if we really are family,” Yuriko answered and sat down on the damp grass, noticing there was no moon in the sky, but the stars were dotting the darkness. The forest down the cliff looked peaceful, sleeping.

“So, you have come to accept the truth?”

“But is it that? The truth?”

“Did you talk with Father?”

“Umh… yes, he said that we are going to save you together but didn’t tell me how.”

“He has let me rot here for years. Why would he save me now?”

“I think… he is struggling with the plan or something like that…”

Yuriko yawned and sneezed. Even in this fox form, every muscle of her body was tired. When she realized that she was finally in the forest again she had hoped that everything would be better but soon learned that the fox in her felt as tired and sick that her human body.

But the truth was that Yuriko was a fox again and Yuuto was nothing but a fox. That meant their father was right… they were some kind of monsters… or… as Yuriko had thought earlier…

“We are not,” Yuuto answered Yuriko’s thoughts. “Kitsune are not monsters, we are a demon race… Well, you and I are only halflings.”

“Kitsune…”

The fox demons. So, Yuriko had been right.

“And Mom?”

“Pureblooded.”

Yuriko nodded and continued with the questions.

“Dad doesn’t know how to find you. Can you give any hints?”

“There is a gate I’ve been trying to open but I can’t do it alone. I don’t know if my blood is too weak or if the magic is just too strong but if you help me from the other side…”

“A gate? Where?”

“Somewhere in the forest near the Kaminashi City.”

“And where that gate leads to?”

“To the realm of kitsune in the Demon World.”

Yuriko wagged her tail before wrapping it around her paws. She tilted her head to the side as she listened to Yuuto who suddenly start talking more than ever. He told how he had been brought to the kitsune when he had been a bit younger than five. He had cried for his mother and father, but they never showed up. His grandparents had raised him, telling him he wasn’t a filthy human, and he should be with his own kind.

“And in the meantime, you were able to lead a peaceful human life…”

“It isn’t that peaceful…”

The glare was sharp as it penetrated through Yuriko. She shivered as the wind hit her body and clouds sailed to the sky.

“The vampire… He is still in your life, isn’t he?”

“It isn’t any of your business.”

Yuriko turned her head to the side, but she couldn’t prevent the images that traveled through her mind. That Sakamaki boy pushing her against the wall, Ruki’s rage, and everything that had gone down in the boys’ shower room. If she had been her human form, she knew her face would be burned right now, but as a fox, the same didn’t happen. Yuriko only shifted uncomfortable, thinking if she should leave.

“I’ll take care of that once we get me out here. Clearly, you need the protection of your big brother…”

“It’s fine… really…”

“You have no knowledge whatsoever what his kind has done to ours. We are their prey in the same manner as humans, only even tastier. Don’t let him too close. I will deal with him when you’ll find the gate and open it together with me…”

Yuriko tried to answer but something pulled her. Even though she tried to resist it the forest faded around her and she lost the touch of her fox body…

When Yuriko woke up, she was all sweaty and trembling under her blanket, her head aching and nose running. Shaking, she sat up and rubbed her temples with her fingertips. She knew that she had had an important dream, yet she couldn’t recall it as shivers went through her body.

I feel so cold…

Sighing, Yuriko got up. Her head spun while icy sweat ran down her spine. She hadn’t felt this bad in ages. She wandered to the bathroom but didn’t even peek into the mirror while washing her face and brushing her teeth. After a while she was standing in the middle of the kitchen, staring in front of her not sure what she should do. A glance at the wall told her that it was pretty late. She usually got up much earlier.

Still a couple of hours before school. I know I should do my homework and continue reading the books but I’m so tired. Maybe I just take a nap…

Without eating anything, Yuriko wobbled back to her room and scooped on her bed. She pulled her fox plushie against her chest and wrapped her body with the blanket. Soon she was slumbering again, this time without dreams.

When Yuriko woke up the next time it was already dark, and she should have been in school. She crawled out of bed and headed towards the kitchen to get water, noticing her father was sitting in the living room browsing his phone while keeping the tv open.

“Yuriko?” Keisuke lifted his head and turned to stare at Yuriko, frowning. “You should be in school.”

“I… don’t feel so good…”

“Then you use a mask. I don’t watch this kind of behavior anymore.”

“But…” Yuriko wrapped arms around her body. She was still wearing only her pajama shorts and tiny top with those, her skin now full of goosebumps. “I think… I might have fever…”

“Such lies, you are nothing but a shame for me.”

Keisuke raised from the couch and took a couple of steps but stopped, his eyes narrowing. Suddenly he grabbed Yuriko’s arm and yanked her closer.

“What is this? You! What have you done now?!”

Holding her chin, Keisuke tilted Yuriko’s head and stared at her neck. Even though Yuriko was shivering heat rose on her cheeks in a blink of an eye.

“I’ve… I have… done… nothing…”

“DO NOT LIE TO ME!”

The slap made Yuriko stagger. All she could do was blink and brush her aching cheek. Never had her father hit her but now, he was gazing at her with furious eyes, even more than when he had found out her skipping school a couple of months ago.

“Are you sleeping around when you should be studying?!”

“I am not!”

Yuriko sneezed loudly, rubbing her forehead. Every muscle on her body was hurting and heavy. Right now, she didn’t have the energy for this fight, nor did she have words to say for her defense. The truth was she had done nothing but let Ruki have his way with her. Probably that was enough to enrage Keisuke, and Yuriko kind of knew she should have fought back more but… Ruki was a vampire. What could Yuriko do? But this wasn’t something she could explain to her father.

Keisuke clenched Yuriko’s arm again and dragged her back to her room, pushing her in so roughly that she almost fell on the floor.

“Who was it?” His voice was ice. “Whom did you give yourself without permission? You should have stayed pure for your –”

“For… my what?” Yuriko mumbled. Her head was starting to ache, and she felt tired again.

“It doesn’t matter! Now you have let some guy…! Just how shameless you can be! You are nothing but a disgrace! You’ll stay here until those marks are gone, and then I make sure you’ll never see this guy again, whoever it is!”

Keisuke smashed the door shut. Yuriko slithered to the floor, resting her head against the edge of the bed. She was too tired even to cry but there was a tight cold lump in her chest now. Could father actually do it? Was it possible that she wouldn’t ever see Ruki again?

Why does that thought make me feel so empty? This should be a good thing, even though Dad surely punishes me for this…

Yuriko closed her eyes, squeezing the carpet under her. Her eyes closed even though she tried to keep them open. Everything was so hazy. Her stomach grumbled but she couldn’t make herself get up and probably her father wouldn’t be pleased if she showed up again.

Drifting off, Yuriko had no idea for how long she just sat there. She wasn't exactly sleeping, yet she wasn't entirely awake either. Occasionally, she thought she heard her father speaking, yet that could have been her mind making up stuff. Everything in her mind was fuzzy.

“I think we are in a hurry now…”

“No, I still don’t know where it is… She never told me, but I’ve narrowed the area down to this city and its surroundings…”

“It seems we need to find a way to propose the trade soon… She starts to be too hard to handle the older she gets and now there is a boy involved…”

“...there were marks… I’ll keep her home for a while now… She must be pure, not a trace on her skin when we offer her to them…”

Yuriko sighed. Her bottom was numb; she should have pushed herself up and climbed to the bed, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

"Livestock, explain yourself. Why were you not in the school tonight?"

The voice came from a distance, and it had a familiar clang. Yuriko forced her eyes open, gasping as she saw a tall figure in the middle of her room.

"Ru…ki…"

Was Yuriko hallucinating? Her father wouldn’t ever let Ruki in. Not after how he had reacted to the bite marks on her skin.

"Good grief, sitting on the floor… and wearing almost nothing. I should punish you for this foolish behavior."

Ruki stepped closer and crouched in front of Yuriko, brushing her bangs aside. Somehow his palm felt even colder than before when it stroked her forehead. So, he in fact was in her room though Yuriko couldn’t understand how it was possible.

"You are hotter than usual."

"Umh… I think… I have a fever…"

"Then why are you not in your bed? Such troublesome livestock…"

Yuriko tried to stand up, but every move felt too much. Her stomach was so empty, her mouth way too dry and her body numb and cold.

"Have you eaten?"

Yuriko shook her head a little.

"Have you drunk anything?"

Again, Yuriko shook her head.

"Good grief. Humans are so weak. I told you to stay healthy. Thin blood does not taste good."

Yuriko opened her mouth but before she could say anything Ruki’s head turned towards the door. The handle went down slowly; it seemed to Yuriko that everything was happening in slow motion. Her father pulled the door open; his and Ruki’s stares locked each other, and daggers flew through the air before anyone said anything.

"You! Who are you and how did you get in?"

If Keisuke had been furious earlier, now he was flaming with rage. But Ruki wasn’t any better. He stood up in front of Yuriko, glaring at her father. His fists were clenching. Yuriko reached her trembling hand, touching his fingers slightly.

"What kind of father –?"

"You are the one who –!"

"She should be fed and sleeping in her bed, not laying on the floor. It seems that you are not capable of taking care of your own daughter."

"Ruki…"

"The way I take care of that filthy brat is none of your business. Get out of here and never approach her again!"

"Dad, please…"

Keisuke stepped forward but Ruki pushed him away with one swift movement. He grabbed Yuriko’s hoodie from the chair.

"Put that on, we are leaving."

With these words, Ruki had already taken Yuriko’s school bag and pushed the books from her desk in it along with various clothes from her closet. He folded her school uniform neatly over the bag as Yuriko struggled with the hoodie.

"You aren’t going anywhere," Keisuke said. He was back on his feet, standing in front of the doorway. "You have no right to kidnap her. She belongs to me."

Ruki stopped for a moment. The ice of his eyes pierced Keisuke.

"Yuriko is not your possession."

He is using my name… Yuriko didn’t know why that was a thing her fuzzy brain grabbed but it stuck with her. Ruki had just used her name. This time she was sure that she wasn’t imagining it.

Suddenly Ruki was right in front of Yuriko, pulling the hoodie better on her and zipping it. He helped her up, pressing her against his body while holding her things with his other arm.

"For Yuriko’s sake, I will not hurt you, but you would do well to move now." While Ruki’s words were calm they vibrated the freezing air in the room. His eyes didn’t leave Keisuke who seemed to lose color from his face. Yuriko lifted her gaze and realized that Ruki was showing his fangs. Right now, he did nothing to hide his true nature.

"You! You are one of those monsters!" Keisuke said with a trembling voice. "I will not hand her –"

"I am not asking."

Yuriko’s legs started to shake. She leaned heavily on Ruki, sneezing.

"You see how weak she is. She is better off staying here in her own bed and with her family. As her father I’m the one who knows what the best for her is," Keisuke said, sounding surprisingly tame as if he was trying to please Ruki all of sudden. But maybe Yuriko was imagining it; her mind was turning mushier by the second. Her legs felt like they would give in any moment now.

Ruki held Yuriko tighter. There was a swoosh, and then the cool night air hit her. They were on the street next to a familiar limousine. Ruki opened the door and half lifted Yuriko in. She stumbled but finally managed to sit down. After putting her things on the seat Ruki sat next to her and pulled her against him.

"You can close your eyes, Livestock. Your master will take care of you now."

Yuriko barely heard the end of the sentence as she dozed off.

When Yuriko opened her eyes, she faced an unfamiliar ceiling. Gasping she shot up on the bed, the blanker falling on her lap. Her head spun and her eyes went dark from the sudden movement.

“So, you are finally awake, Livestock.”

Holding her forehead with her palm Yuriko turned her head, meeting steel-blue eyes that bored into hers. She tried to gather her thoughts, to realize what was happening. Why was she in this foreign bedroom? Was it morning? There was a faint light coming between the curtains, but Yuriko’s gaze was so fuzzy she couldn’t completely make out her surroundings.

Ruki came for me… because I wasn’t in school tonight… or was it yesterday? No matter. He came and he confronted Dad. Oh my gosh! Dad won’t accept this! He will be so mad at me!

“Ruki…”

The tall vampire stood up from what Yuriko assumed to be an armchair and walked to the bed, sitting down next to her. Cool fingers brushed her sweaty forehead and then her cheek, making her feel less uncomfortable as if a mere touch could have made her fever go away.

“I should punish you for getting sick without your master's permission,” Ruki said but the tone of his voice wasn’t as cold as usual. There was something in his eyes, the ice was gone and replaced with the hazy mist of the cloudy sky. “But for now, we will forget that because your weak human body needs to recover from this cold.”

Ruki reached for the nightstand and picked up a glass of water, handing it to Yuriko, who took it with trembling fingers. She managed to raise it to her lips and even though the water was already lukewarm it had never tasted better. She emptied the whole glass at once and handed it back to Ruki.

“You will need more. I made porridge while you slept. I will warm that up now and bring more water to you too,” Ruki said. “You will stay in bed while you wait, is that clear?”

As Yuriko nodded, Ruki pushed her back to the mattress and covered her with the blanket before leaving the room. She tossed and turned in a bed she had never slept in before. The sheets had a scent that instantly drew an image to her mind. Image with piercing blue eyes and dark messy hair, a tall figure leaning towards her.

This is Ruki’s bed! There is no doubt about that…! This scent is definitely his. Oh my gosh! I’ve never slept in a boy’s bed before and now… Dad will totally kill me. He was so mad about the bite marks too, but this is far worse!

Yuriko knew she should have darted up and run back home but even the thought of crawling off the bed was exhausting. She would recover her strength here and then she would go back home to settle things up. It was probably because of this cold that she couldn’t explain the situation properly to her father but when she would have the right words her father would understand…

…though… Do even I truly understand? What is wrong with me when I’m willingly in the company of a vampire who yearns for my blood? And that… punishment in the shower room…

Unbearable heat painted Yuriko’s face but now it wasn’t because of the fever that made her feel dizzy even while she laid down. She buried her face in the pillow as her thoughts went spiraling.

Did I like… that? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? I shouldn’t have felt so… hot because of something like that! It should have been terrible! Why…? I don’t understand myself anymore…

Yuriko’s disturbing trail of thoughts was interrupted when the door of the room opened and Ruki appeared with a tray that held a bowl of porridge and a big glass of cold water. The aroma danced in Yuriko’s nose, making her stomach grumble loudly. It felt like it had been forever since she had eaten the last time.

“Still in bed, good girl,” Ruki said as he sat down on the bed and Yuriko pushed herself into an upwards position. The words made her hot face flare, and she couldn’t help but avert her gaze for a moment.

Ruki put the tray on the nightstand, taking the bowl into his hands and holding it out for Yuriko. With trembling fingers that lightly brushed Ruki’s Yuriko accepted the bowl. She held it carefully on her lap as she grabbed the spoon and spun it in the porridge. Its composition was different from the porridge Yuriko remembered from her childhood. Back then her mother had still made food at home. Yuriko had been sick with a cold and her mother had made her rice porridge.

The memory made Yuriko’s heart ache. Years later the same hadn’t happened anymore. Yuriko had been the one who had started to cook for others, taking care that her mother would eat enough. If Yuriko have had a cold, she had just eaten whatever she had found in the fridge.

While this porridge was made with different ingredients, its meaning was loud and clear. ‘Get well soon’, it said. Yuriko could almost hear those words. She blinked quickly, hoping that Ruki wouldn’t notice her state of mind.

“You would do well to eat it while it is still hot. If you do not do that your master will feed it to you.”

Ruki’s words made Yuriko flinch. Hastily, she took a better hold of her spoon.

“I…! I can… eat it on my own!”

While her hand shook a little, Yuriko was able to bring the spoon into her mouth. The taste of the milk and grain she didn’t recognize right now embraced her tastebuds. Never had she eaten this kind of porridge, but it was delicious. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the taste that lingered in her mouth.

He made this for me… Well, maybe he made it for his family but still… Why is he doing all this? Why did he bring me here? Why is he cooking for me? What is this warmth in me…?

“My livestock is being messy…” Ruki’s words forced Yuriko to open her eyes. Suddenly his were close, captivating hers. He raised his hand and soon his thumb trailed over her upper lip as if wiping something there.

Yuriko lowered the spoon back into the bowl, her mouth hanging slightly open, she was barely able to breathe as the cool finger stayed brushing her lip while the eyes never left hers. The air in the room condensed with something that was left unsaid. Yuriko had a burning desire to kiss the thumb that was still almost touching her mouth, but she was unable to move as her heart bounced painfully in her chest.

“Ruki…”

“Yuriko…”

At the same time, the whispered words collided. Ruki blinked and leaned back, taking a stern expression on his face.

“You should eat. Then you are to drink your water and then you will sleep some more,” Ruki said, letting his gaze travel to the bookshelf that was on the opposite wall from the bed. “Your master will make sure that there will be a healthy meal for you when you wake up again… and a bath. You should take a bath later too.”

Swallowing, Yuriko nodded before she was back to hastily eating her porridge. Her heart was still racing and her head even fuzzier than before.

Just… what was… that…

Beta read by @ruki-mukami-dl

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I think that today was slightly better than yesterday. The day didn't start well at all. I had a bunch of stuff to do when I got there but I couldn't get my label printer working so I had to use another computer for a while and it was so inconvenient. I asked the morning team lead to help me with my printer but he was already in a bad mood so that pissed him off more. He was yelling about it and I felt bad for even asking him. He called my boss after that to see if she could fix it but she couldn't do it either. I didn't have time to deal with that any more for a while. People kept coming in to ask me sterilize things because a lot of stuff went wrong today. I didn't have time to wrap a bunch of total instruments but I didn't have a choice because they needed them for an earlier case since the rep didn't bring them in last night like they are supposed to. I was so behind all morning but it was hard for me to make myself care about it. I went to breakfast and I took a full 15 minute break because I'm tired of rushing all the time. I also needed time away from all of the chaos. Things got better as the morning went on. I had time to get caught up after lunch. I got my printer fixed before the afternoon rush and I figured it out on my own. The afternoon was pretty boring but I kept busy until it was time to leave. The time passed quickly today so I'm glad about that.

My co-worker got a tattoo at the shop on Monday because I suggested that she should go there. I told her that all of the artists there are amazing and that everyone is so welcoming and friendly. She really loves my tattoos. She was so excited about getting hers done and she has been asking me a lot of questions. I am glad she decided to come to me for advice and I think she looks up to me a lot so that makes me feel good. I'm glad that we get along well because it's hard for me to make friends. I think her tattoo looks very nice. I also noticed there were 5 flowers so I thought that was interesting. I'm pretty sure I counted correctly. I have been trying to send more business to all of you whenever someone asks me about my tattoos so I wonder if that has made a difference at all over the past couple years.

Anyway, I did buy food today even though I didn't want to. I got mashed potatoes at lunch because I was scared to eat their chicken again. They were good but I still paid almost $7 for that and a brownie. Whatever I guess. I'm just glad I ate something and it didn't make me feel bad afterward.

I had to make a couple stops after work even though I didn't want to. I made myself do it. I called my grandma when I got home because I didn't call her back on Sunday. I just wasn't feeling up to having a conversation at the time. I talked to her for an hour. She seemed to be in a good mood. It is hard for me to talk to her sometimes because she brings up my mom often. I haven't responded to my mom at all. Yesterday she sent me a bunch of messages and links to her videos. I can't watch them. She also called me a cunt so that's kind of shitty to hear from your own mom. I know she is sick but that doesn't make it any easier. I am just going to try to forget it and ignore her because that's all I can do. I think she has figured out a way to take care of herself so I'm not going to worry about that either.

I think I need to relax now because I have had a headache since I got home and it's getting worse. I hate getting headaches. I'm not sure what caused it but I want it to go away. I don't want to take medicine for it. I was hoping I would feel better if I ate something but that hasn't worked so far. I will keep drinking water. I'm probably going to get ready for bed soon and then I'm planning on sitting here in the dark because that usually helps. I really should go to bed earlier since I haven't gone to bed before 11 so far this week. I'm not sure if that is going to happen but I will try. I have a super busy day tomorrow and I'm not looking forward to it but I will try to make it a good day anyway.

I hope everyone else has a wonderful day tomorrow. :) Thank you for listening. 💖💖💖