#your dead grandchild?? do you not give a shit?????

[chirp-featherfowl]

sorry to get into sad white boy hours but i think it's fucking crazy that bobby dawn left without buddy. Do you not think it's fucking crazy that bobby dawn LEFT elmvillie WITHOUT. BUDDY?

[ninii-winchester]

Unveiled Sorrows (Part 5)

Pairings : Dean Winchester X Reader, Sam Winchester X Reader (platonic), Dean Winchester x Lisa Braden (mentioned)

Word count: 4.6k

Warnings: heavy angst, spoilers s1-s6, mentions of violence, foul language, brief mentions of pregnancy and childbirth.(no details).

A/n : This series follows canon plot line but some scenes might happen differently or be completely changed. Check the warnings for each part before continuing

A/n: For the purpose of this series, Sam came back with his soul. Gemma and Will Campbell are OCs.

I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO COPY MY WORK, TRANSLATE IT OR POST IT TO ANY OTHER PLATFORM. REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED.

Bobby watched Dean drive away. He never imagined he'd do something like that. He turned to see y/n on the ground.

"No...no Sammy. Come back." She dug her fingers into the ground. "Please." She sobbed as she continued digging as if the cage would still be under the ground. She hoped by some miracle it would open up and give her best friend back.

"Y/n let go." Bobby tried prying her hands off the ground. "Let go God dammit your fingers are bleeding." He jerked her body upwards and dragged her off to his truck. He made her sit inside and grabbed her stuff from her car. He got into the driver's seat, and took off. After an hour of driving she calmed down.

"Hey! How come you're walking again? I mean not that it's bad but I'm curious." Y/n asked Bobby.

"I sold my soul to Crowley to find Death. He said he could give me anything so he gave me my legs back too."

"Crowley the demon? Gave you your legs back?"

"Strange world we live in." Bobby shrugged. Y/n give him a look. "What?"

"Are you stupid?"

"Excuse me?"

"You sold your soul to a demon? You're gonna have your ass dragged to hell you know that?"

"He said he's borrowing it."

"Wow Bobby, he said and you believed. Thats a demon. You can't trust demons." Bobby didn't say anything after that. Halfway through the drive Y/n called out Bobby's name. He glanced at her urging her to go on.

"I'm pregnant." She said making Bobby hit the brakes abruptly.

"Come again?"

"I'm pregnant."

"What?" He was shocked to the core at the revelation. She only stared ahead not looking him in the eye. "What the hell were you thinking confronting Lucifer? Are you mad? Did you have no regard for your life or that child's?" Bobby yelled as he started to drive again.

"I'm sorry I just couldn't sit back and watch." She whispered.

"Did you three plan this scheme 'kill Bobby of a heart attack'." He sighed and then he paused. "Who's the father?" He asked.

"Dean." She looked out of the window as the scenery passed.

"Figures. Did you tell him?" She shook her head 'no'. "Will you tell him?"

"Do you really think he wants anything to do with me after the way he left?" She snapped. Bobby stayed silent.

"I'm taking you to a hospital, we need to get you checked." Y/n nodded.

The two of them made their way back home after a long drive and a pit stop at the doctors. She was fine and the baby was healthy too. They gave her some prescription and told her to rest. Bobby had told her she'd be staying with him from now on and he won't take no for an answer. He cared for the three of them like their own. Now with Sam being dead and Dean being God knows where he'd like to keep her here safe. Ever more now that she's pregnant.

"I'm telling you, you should tell Dean. He deserves to know."

"Dean didn't give two shits before walking away from us Bobby, we've known him for years. Do you think he'd care for a bastard child like that?" Y/n retorted.

"Watch your language, young lady. That's my grandchild you're talking about." Bobby scolded her. Ofcourse he thinks of Y/n as the daughter her never had.

"Well news flash Bobby this ain't no love child." Bobby rolled his eyes at her comment.

"I'm sure he'd-"

"You know what actually? I'm sure he would want to know but I don't want to tell him. Walking out was his decision and not telling him about this is my decision." Y/n said walking away.

It had been two months since Sam died and Dean left. Y/n still mourned Sam's death and she missed him dearly. She wondered how he'd react to the news of her being pregnant. She's at five months now. She was in the main room cleaning and refilling her guns. Just because she's not allowed to hunt for the time being doesn't mean she won't be cautious.

She heard a knock on the door and she knew Bobby wasn't supposed to be back until later. She grabbed her gun and stuffed it in the back of her jeans. She grabbed her shotgun and went to the door. When she opened the door, her jaw hit floor. She couldn't believe her eyes. There stood Sam Winchester in the flesh.

"Y/n." He breathed out and she pointed the shot gun at his chest. "It's me, Sam."

"Not you're not. Sam's dead."

"I know I died Y/n but I'm back."

"That's not possible. Who brought you back? Was it Dean?" It pained her to say his name but now's not the time to think about that.

"I don't know what or who brought me back but I'm willing to go to every test." He raised his hands in surrender.

"Alright." And with that she shot him.

"Ow son of a bitch. That hurt Y/n." He complained.

"It was just rock salt, don't be a bitch."

"Jerk." Sam replied and for second her guard dropped. Still pointing the gun at him she grabbed a silver knife from her back pocket and threw it at him. He caught it and sliced his arm, he showed her as the blood trickled down his arm. She then grabbed the holy water and threw it at his face.

"A little warning would've been appreciated." Sam sassed  as he wiped the water from his eyes. "Can I hug you now?"

She kept staring at his face. She grabbed his arm and dragged him to main room and made him stand under the devils trap. Sam looked up and then moved away from the trap. Before either of them could say anything Y/n jumped up and wrapped her arms around him. He hugged her back and he felt something different about Y/n as he hugged her.

"How did this happen, Sammy?" She asked as they pulled away.

"Uh i don't know." He replied looking at her oddly. Y/n was thankful that she was wearing one of Sam's shirts, it was huge on her so her body was completely covered. Not that she had huge bump but still whatever she had, it was covered.

"How long have you been back?"

"Two months?"

"TWO MONTHS? SAM WINCHESTER YOUVE BEEN BACK FOR TWO MONTHS???" She exclaimed loudly. "Where have you been for the past two months?"

"Yeah I've been researching, I needed to know how I came back and uh I went to see Dean." He explained.

"You met Dean? Why's he not here?" She shouldn't care but she did.

"I didn't meet him. I just saw him." Sam replied.

"What do you mean? Why didn't you meet him? Where is he?"

"He is living with Lisa and Ben. He uh... he looked normal, he's living the apple pie life he always wanted and I couldn't go up there and take it all away from him." Sam told her with a sad smile. They both knew Dean would drop anything for his brother.

Y/n knew Lisa, she's met her once when they helped her get her son, Ben, back. Lisa was in Dean's life way before Y/n was. That was his only serious long term relationship she's ever known of. Lisa is a wonderful woman and it made sense why he left Y/n for someone like her.

"Was he...did he seem happy?" She had to ask.

"The happiest I've ever seen him. I didn't have it in me to go ahead and ruin everything. He looked so happy but I knew if I went in there he'd leave all of it to be back in hunting. I couldn't do that to him." Sam told her honestly.

"I agree."

"Where's Bobby?" Sam asked and the man in question entered the house and gasped at the sight in front of him. He grabbed the shot gun by the stairs and aimed at Sam. "Aw dammit not again."

"It's alright Bobby i checked. I did all the tests." Y/n intervened. The older man lowered his gun.

"Tell me something only Sam Winchester would know!" He demanded.

"A month before I fell, you lost your years to a witch in poker and then Dean lost to get your years back which made him old. But then I won back Dean's years and he turned back to normal." Sam narrated.

"What? When did that happen?" Y/n giggled as Bobby pulled Sam in a hug.

"When Bobby came to help us with the witch. You stayed back when we last hit the road." Sam replied.

"Oh I remember that, but you didn't tell me Dean got old." She laughed.

"Dean told me not to." Sam replied.

"Did you tell him?" Bobby asked Y/n and her eyes widened.

"Tell me what?" Sam asked warily.

"Uh look at that would ya? It's time for lunch. Why don't you wash up Bobby I'll set the table. You must be hungry too Sam." She said walking into the kitchen as Bobby went to freshen up. Sam followed her into the kitchen and she brush past him.

"Tell me what Y/n?"

"Would you like a beer, Sammy?" She pulled out a bottle and passed it to him. He banged his hand against the table gaining her attention.

"Tell me what?"

"I'm pregnant. It's Dean's." Y/n said calmly. The beer bottle slipped from his hands onto floor and shattering into a million pieces.

"What?" He asked completely in shock. Y/n pulled her shirt up a bit and it showed her bump. Sam stared at in utter disbelief. "I had no idea you and him? You and Dean you...?" He stuttered.

"It happened one night. It was a mistake." She lied. Ofcourse it wasn't one night and it wasn't a mistake either. But what can she even tell him.

"Does he know? Did you tell him?"

"No." She replied as she continued to set the food on the table.

"Why? Why wouldn't you tell him? he wanted a family for as long as i can remember."

"And he has a family. With Lisa. And Ben. I'm a hunter Sam, he can't have that white picket fence life with me which has with them. Don't you think he should live with the woman he loves and not with some good lay and a bastard child?" She snapped.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to say that word?" Bobby glared at Y/n as he entered the kitchen.

"What? That's your summoning? I say bastard child and you appear out of thin air?" Y/n replied sarcastically.

"You watch how you speak to me." Bobby's glare deepened.

"You can't kick me out. I'm carrying your grandchild." She stuck her tongue out the man she's come to love, as her father, over the years.

"I can when it's born."

"You wouldn't." She rolled her eyes.

"Are you two done? Because i would like to rewind to the part where you called yourself 'some good lay'." Sam sighed.

"What? You want me to say I was bad?" She joked.

"How are you not affected by all this? Stop acting like it doesn't bother you." Sam bellowed. He knew it must've been killing her inside.

"It doesn't bother me Sam."

"You have to tell Dean." He pressed on.

"I will not and if you did, I will shoot you. Not with a shot gun filled with rock salt but I'll put an actual bullet through you. And this is not an empty threat."

"I know things weren't good the last time we were here, he said things, he was stressed -"

"No Sam. It has nothing to do with what happened the last time."

"What is it then?"

"He left." Bobby said. "After you fell, he drove off leaving me and her behind. He didn't look back and we haven't heard from him since." He said solemnly looking at Y/n.

"I won't tell him. I promise." Sam said to y/n and She nodded. Sam felt a pang of guilt hit him. He remembered the talk he had with hin on their drive to Detroit. If only he hadn't made Dean promise to not find Y/n and go back to Lisa, things would've been different. Dean would've been here with his child and Y/n wouldn't have to go through this all alone. If only he had known. But how could've he known.

"Sam? You zoned out.!" Y/n called out.

"Yeah uhm I'm fine just too much to take in." Y/n nodded in agreement and Sam filled the two of them about the past two months. How his grandfather Samuel is also back from the dead. And he's been staying with him distant maternal cousins for the past two months.

Sam introduced Y/n to Samuel and his family. They've been getting along fine and Sam's back to hunting with the Campbells.

Three months later Y/n gave birth to Adeline Mary Winchester. No-one other than Bobby and Sam knew who the was the father of Adeline. Adeline was the cutest baby Sam had ever seen and much to Y/n's dismay, she looked exactly like her father. She had bright green eyes and dirty blonde hair. She had freckles all over her cheeks and nose just like Dean's. She reminded her too much of Dean.

"She looks exactly like Dean, no offence y/n." Sam said as he cradled his niece.

"None taken, Sammy. I know she looks like him." He placed her in her arms gently. "Hi there sweetheart." Y/n cooed at her daughter. "Isn't she adorable?"

"She's lovely." Sam commented. "I wish Dean was here." She wished too.

"But he's not."

"Because he doesn't know." Sam replied.

"I'd like to keep it that way. And we're not having this conversation again."

Y/n missed hunting. She'd been staying put and helping with research at Bobby's but she missed hunting. Neither of the men allowed her to go on hunts even if it was a basic salt and burn. Adeline had turned four months old three days ago. She was currently in Bobby's arms as she slept and Sam's on a hunt with Samuel.

The phone rang and Y/n answered it before it rang too much and woke up Addy.

"It's Gemma." She's one of Sam's distant cousins. Barely eighteen but a good hunter. "Me and Will are on a hunt and seems like we might need backup." Y/n relayed the information to Bobby hoping he'd let her go since there's no one else. The old man rolled his eyes and nodded. Y/n squealed with happiness and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you. Addy darling mommy's gonna be back before you know it." She kissed her daughter's cheek. "Don't bother the old man okay? I love you."

Y/n packed her stuff and drove her car to the town Gemma told her they would be in. It was dark when she left Sioux Falls and she arrived at the town at 4:20am. She met up with Gemma and Will. They decided they'd get those ambush the nest first thing in the morning. The three stayed in a motel room where Gemma took one bed and Y/n slept on the other. William was kind enough to give up on a bed and opt for the pullout couch instead. It had been a while since Y/n had been in a motel room.

It reminded her of Dean, how he would pull her in for a kiss every time Sam went out. Or how he would make her feel good when they shared a room. How he would make sweet passionate love to her and how the two of them created Adeline in a motel room. Then she felt bitter. He didn't make love to her, he had sex with her. If only he loved her like her told her, he would've never hurt her this bad. Or leave her alone by herself.

The morning came earlier than she expected and the three of them drove to the warehouse which was the supposed Vampire nest. There were nine vampires in total. Y/n hadn't felt this thrill in the past few months and she was thriving on it. Pumped up with adrenaline, she went in for the kill and ended up killing five on her own. All her frustration washing away with vampires' blood . Gemma and Will finished off the other four. The two rookies were impressed by her skills. The sun had set when they were with cleaning and disposing off the bodies. The three skipped town as soon as they cleaned up because a few of Gemma and Will's guns were at the motel, out in the open, the cleaning maid saw them and called the police.

They stopped two towns over to grab a few drinks. It was around nine pm. It had been a long time since y/n had alcohol. They went inside the bar and grabbed a table. Gemma and Will ordered beers but Y/n went for whiskey. She downed it one go and asked for another.

"Hey don't look at me like that, it's been a while i hunted or even drank." The two smirked and cheers to her. She decided to give Bobby a call and let him know that she'd be home in a few hours and asked if Addy was doing okay. To which he told that Sam's back and Addy has been with him since. She sighed in relief when she heard that.

"How's Addy?" Gemma asked.

"She's good. Sammy is back and she's with him right now." Y/n smiled thinking about her little girl. Her Dean jr.

The bar door opened and two men walked inside, one of the them was chattering too loudly which made Y/n look up and she wished she hadn't. She saw Dean walking in with a man she didn't recognise. She watched as Dean heard his friend's chatter with a smile on his face. He looked...normal. Just some guy you'd find at a bar on the weekend. He didn't look like Dean Winchester. The one she knew. She hoped he doesn't see her but has luck ever been on her side? He looked at her and their eyes met.

Dean stopped dead in his tracks as soon as his eyes landed on her. His heart felt like it would burst out of his chest. It's almost been an year since he last saw her but the mere sight of her was enough to make him fold. She looked just a beautiful as the day he left her. The day he broke her heart but ripped his own into pieces. She looked like he had gained some weight, but it suited her. And then his gaze dropped to her lips, those same lips that he used to kiss sore, the same lips let out those sinful noises when he made her feel good. Those lips, he'd give anything to feel against his own.

"Dean, are you okay?" Sid asked as he noticed Dean stop.

"Yeah man, I'm good." He said still looking at her. He knows he shouldn't, but he couldn't help himself before he spoke, "i think I saw someone from my high school, let's go say hi." He said walking towards her table.

"Sure." Sid followed behind him.

Y/n's heart rate picked up as he got closer, why is he walking towards us. Is going to act like he knows me? The sheer audacity of this man. Hasn't he broken me enough why..

"Hey.! Gracie Henderson, right?" Dean spoke as he reached their table. Gemma and Will turned to look up at him.

Damn you Dean. Fuck you. He had to strike a nerve there. That was their alias when they had to go undercover as a couple. It was always Y/n and Dean since Sam couldn't like a couple with Y/n. He just had to make everything awkward, so it was always Dean and Y/n. Gracie Henderson and her husband Troy Henderson.

Ofcourse he couldn't miss the chance to hurt me again. Y/n thought to herself.

"Huh?" Y/n feigned ignorance.

"You're Gracie right? We went to high school together." Dean said looking right at her.

"Sorry? I think you have the wrong person." Y/n spoke the alcohol in her system giving her the courage to speak to him. "I never went to high school and its Adeline."

"Alright my bad." Dean said, his friend mumbling a sorry before they went to sit at the table beside theirs. His friend went to order for them and he sat there eavesdropping the conversation happening at the table beside him.

"He definitely knows you. That was one of your aliases." Gemma said as soon as Dean left. Y/n shrugged in response ordering another drink. "Cmon y/n tell us why did you act like you didn't know him?"

"Because he's Dean Winchester." She practically sneered his name. Dean flinched at the way she said name.

"What really ? He's Dean?" Will spoke for the first time in awhile. Y/n nodded.

"Why didn't you tell him to join us?" Gemma asked and Will added a "yeah why not?"

"Are you two dumb? What part of his appearance says he's a hunter? He's not in the business anymore. And the guy that came with him? He screams 9 to 5. So what did you two expect me to invite him to our table and reminisce the time we went to a fucking high school to burn the body of his brother's friend and his friend's bully?" Y/n spoke agitatedly and the two nodded in understanding. She downed her drink.

"I can't believe i came here out for this. You two needed backup for nine vampires? You know Bobby doesn't let me go on hunts. I came out to hunt after almost a year and its some stupid fucking vampires." She sighed dramatically.

Dean perked up when he heard her say she hadn't hunted in almost an year. Is she out of the business too? What does she mean Bobby doesn't let her hunt.

"You haven't hunted in almost a year and still you took down five vampires on your own." Will sat there in total awe. "You're my new role model."

Sid had already came back but Dean's attention was still on y/n. He smiled when he heard she took down five vampires on her own, that's my girl. He thought to himself.

"You two kiddos did good too. I'm sorry I snapped, I'm a bit stressed." Y/n said.

"It's alright." Gemma smiled.

"I'll head out." Y/n said grabbing her jacket and threw a few bills to for her bills.

"You're driving back to Sioux Falls?" Will asked and she nodded. "Aren't you drunk?"

"I've only had three drinks."

"Yeah of whiskey." Gemma added.

"Trust me kiddo. It takes a lot more than that to get me drunk." She replied and Dean noticed a lingering sadness in her voice.

The love of his life has been through hell and back and she's still kicking it. He wishes he could just grab her and disappear from the surface of the earth. To keep her from harms way and keep her protected from all the sadness and hurt. He wish he could love her the way she deserves to be loved. He watched as she left the bar before yelling a "get home safe kiddos."

The first thing y/n did as she reached home was to see Adeline. It was around five in the morning when she reached home. She saw Sam in the kitchen eating cereal and looking at his computer while he held Adeline on his lap.

"Good morning." She said as she entered the kitchen.

"Look Addy, mommy's back." Sam said holding her up. The baby giggled as she saw her mother approaching her.

"There's my baby." She picked up Adeline in her arms. "Did you miss mommy?" She asked in baby voice and the little girl flailed her arms, excitedly tapping her mother's cheeks.

"How was your 'first' hunt?" Sam joked earning an eye roll.

"It was good, vamps nest." She said sitting beside him, pulling her hair away from Adeline who was gripping it too tightly.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked noticing the stress lines on his best friend's face.

"I'm fine, why'd you ask?"

"You have that look on your face." Sam replied gesturing to her face.

"What look?"

"That look when something is bothering you but you're too prideful to say."

"I don't have such look on my face." Y/n said bouncing Addy on her lap.

"Y/n." Sam stared at her. He knows it's only a matter of seconds before she's spilling the truth.

"I met Dean okay? No big deal." She sighed.

"What? You met Dean? How?" Y/n filled in him with everything that happened after the hunt.

"He looked like a common man, it was weird seeing him. And the audacity to walk up to me and say hi? He was lucky he was with someone or I would've bashed his face in the table." Y/n growled her hold tightening on Adeline.

"Maybe he missed you and he thought after seeing you again he could talk to you." Sam said hoping he could get her hate him a little less.

"Well he thought wrong." She said angrily making her way out of the kitchen.

"Do you want me to watch Addy while you rest?" Sam called out from behind her.

"I am very much capable of taking care of my daughter on my own." She snapped, she didn't mean she didn't need Sam's help, she always appreciated his existence. But at the moment her words had a different meaning. She wanted Sam to know that just because she met Dean doesn't mean she will let him be in Adeline's life.

Sam sighed as he watched her walk away. He most definitely understood the meaning behind her words. Y/n went to her room and laid Adeline on the bed. She kneeled beside the bed and looked at her daughter. Adeline wiggled amd giggled staring at her mother. Y/n couldn't help but let a few tears run down her cheek. She never wanted this to be her daughter's life, she didn't need her innocent baby to grow up around monsters, without her father being there to protect her.

"How I wish I could hate your father, Addy. I resent him for what he did to us but I still love him. How could I not when he has given me you." She whispered, her daughter stared up the her with her bright green eyes that reminded her so much of her lost love. She placed soft kisses on her chubby cheeks before putting her in her crib. Y/n sighed as she got into bed. Little did she know this was the last time she had a good night's sleep in a long time.

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[reallyromealone]

Back to you part 2

Angst, omegaverse, male reader

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(name) just stared at the blond man holding him close, this is what he wanted for years.

Its what he dreamt of.

But more than anything?

He was absolutely filled with a rage he didn't think was possible.

"Shit--" Mikey was pushed away from him as an angry omega glared at him "I lost my baby because of you" (name) spat out, body shaking not from fear but from everything Mikey's actions had put him through emotionally and physically. "(Name) it was for--" "I dont give a FUCK what it was about, all I know is one day my mate is there and the next hes dead! I HELD A FUNERAL FOR ALL OF YOU! I LOST MY BROTHERS! I THOUGHT MY ENTIRE FAMILY HAD DIED!" (Name) screamed as he pushed mikey back, the Alpha letting him do this because... He knew be deserved this.

"You promised Manjiro" (name) had fat tears rolling down his face "I was holding your grandfather's hand as he passed, did you know that? While you were off doing god knows what? Instead of seeing his last living grandchild he saw the broken grandchilds mate who he abandoned" (name)s voice was venemous as he looked at mikey dead in the eyes. "Those closest to my heart faked their deaths and abandoned me" (name) was now laughing and Mikey never felt fear in a long time but for once?

He was terrified.

(Name)s face went serious as he stormed out and into what seemed to be a lounge "(name), its a pleasure to see you again" Ran said calmly, assuming the poor heartbroken omega would run into his alphas arms.

But he was dead wrong.

"Get the fuck away from me before I burn this god forsaken building to the ground" (name) said coldly as they looked to see Mikey looking disheveled but not in a post sex way, in a he got his ass beat way.

"(Name) we can explain" Kakucho tried to appease the half-feral omega who wanted nothing more tham to beat the ever living shit out of them "I dont need one" (name)s tone was cold "You guys wanted to play crime lord without an omega keeping the boss weak" (name) said simply, it was obvious despite his rage "you guys killed his heir by the way also this piss idea made him look like absolute shit"

"Watch --" Sanzu was cut off with a harsh glare "watch what Haruchiyo? Watch the fact my loved ones live their happiest lives as i deal with the loss of literally my entire family? The child I was going to tell my Mate about when he was supposed to get home? Only to find out he died with everyone else and THEN after years find out oh look theyre alive and living the life of luxury" (name) gave a cold cruel laugh "elaborate to me, what should I be watching?"

They remember how (name) was before they left, sweet and always deverted to Mikey no matter what.

This?

This was a stranger.

A changed person.

A person hurt beyond repair.

"I spent my life mourning a fucking lie" (name) said almost methodically.

"I wasted my life mourning a man who clearly didnt love me"

"I did love you" Mikey was forceful as he grabbed his mates shoulders and looked at him with a desperate expression, the face of a man who wasnt ready to lose his mate "dont you love me?"

"I always loved you" (name)s voice was empty "but I also know betrayal, you betrayed me... You all did"

"And didn't you teach me never negotiate with traitors?"

The room halted as mikey looked at him horrified "you cant leave " Mikey said almost begging "what like how you left me? At least im giving you a warning" (name) fired back and tried to escape mikeys hold but the alpha held him tight.

"Please..." He begged and (name) was cold.

"Where was my chance to plead for you to stay? Why do you always get the options?" (Name) snapped as he started struggling to get out of his hold, it seemed after all these years mikey got stronger somehow.

(Name)s inner Omega pleaded with him to accept their alpha but (name) absolutely refused.

What mikey did was beyond exuse.

(Name)s body went limp as he spoke "after this, I dont think I can look at you guys... At least for a very long time..."

The room was filled with so many negative emotions, it was almost suffocating.

(Name) eventually broke free and wandered to the elevator, the guards looking at Mikey for what to do and the alpha rushed to hold (name) "p-please..."

"Keeping me here wont fix things"

"Please let me fix this...please"

[weebsinstash]

Ya know, I've made posts about the yandere Batfamily before, and I've been thinking lately about one person in particular, and I think I've decided that Alfred is probably the most dangerous and formidable person in that entire house and have been brainstorming what a formidable platonic yandere guardian sorta figure he would be

For one, he's the man that canonically kept THE Batman from going over the edge, basically THE sole reason Bruce Wayne grew into the man he is. Literally, in alternate universes where Bruce never had Alfred, he literally 9 times out of 10 becomes a murdering sociopath. Alfred doesn't just have intelligence, he has EMOTIONAL intelligence

We're talking about the tenured elderly man who is former MI6 and doesn't give a fuck about murder, has killed, and will kill again. Bruce finds someone attacking you, he'll beat them up and cart them off to jail to be arrested and rehabilitated. Alfred will pull a pistol on a robber and shoot him dead before he allows you to get even a single scratch on you, just puts the guy down, "oh dear, I suppose I'll be late making dinner tonight, it seems I'll have to give testimony to Mr Gordon again"

I've seen fics where the sidekicks kidnap Reader or disable them for Bruce's sake, but don't you think Bruce himself would cross that line for Alfred? This man cooks, cleans, does everything for him, is practically a second father and his greatest friend, really kind of RAISED HIM. I just picture Alfred getting attached to Reader like you're practically his grandchild and then you return to your normal life, move out after staying them for a period of time or whatever, and Bruce can tell Alfred is... out of sorts, a little sad frown on his old withered face as he absent-mindedly sweeps the same corner of the same room for an hour, sighing, thinking about how he wanted to teach you all sorts of things, but, you're just gone now. Siiiiiiiiigh. And Bruce can't stand seeing Alfred like, actually depressed, even making mistakes he doesn't usually make, dropping things, lacking his usual playful sarcastic wit, just kind of a shell of his former self. You don't think you'd be getting an extra super special Uber ride in the Batmobile from the Dark Knight himself after that?

But I also think Alfred would be capable of really putting his foot down. He once told a disrespectful Damian he should be thankful Alfred wasn't his father in a very "because I'd actually discipline you" coded sort of way, and, say Reader grew up without a dad, or any parents and maybe has some traumas and potential behavioral issues from that. I could see Alfred being the kindest, sweetest, most patient grandpa, teaching you how to bake, keeping you company in the library, teaching you all kinds of things, and then the second you do things like start getting drunk, acting out, THROWING things, then he's putting his foot down, "now you listen HERE! Your behavior is absolutely unacceptable and you will not be allowed to degrade yourself within the walls of this home!" and manages to simultaneously scold you without putting you down, leaving you in ashamed embarrassed tears over your behavior that you're standing there crying, and he pulls you to take a seat in a nice chair and starts combing your hair and telling you he just wants best for you while you're bawling for his forgiveness, and he tells you he's already forgiven you and that he can run you a nice bath before bed

I can see a captive Reader scenario where you manage to break out of the house while everyone else is gone and you think, oh, you're home free! Batman and everyone else is busy! Lost in your own hubris as if Alfred doesn't have perfect knowledge of everything in the Batcave including the equipment and vehicles. You're in an alley cornered by a bunch of drunks who just want to beat the shit out of someone and suddenly, is that Batman? Wait, the costume is different, and the height, and, the body shape, and, and, and it doesn't even matter because Alfred can still lay all of them flat, blood on his knuckles as he wearily regards you, "you're not going to make a tired old man have to carry you to the car, are you?" and after what you just saw, you know better than to put up resistance

But like I can't get over the idea of, Reader staying at the Wayne residence for a limited period of time, you're injured and Bruce is offering you safe harbor, you're being targeted by a specific criminal group and need protection until the thugs are caught, something along those lines, and, one day, when everything is better, you just. Leave unexpectedly. They had already offered you a permanant place in the house but you still seem to be falling into a depression until one day you're straight up gone, only leaving a note that Alfred is the one to find, only 3 word, "Thank you. Sorry." and hr suddenly??? Can't think straight??? You're gone??? Why??? Why didn't you tell them?? Are you hurt?? Did they do something wrong??? How is he supposed to know if you're sad or if you're hungry or if you're in DANGER if he doesn't know where you are and what you're doing at all possible hours?

Just visualizing the idea of Bruce coming home one day and you're suddenly in the house again and you're seeming very much distressed but Alfred is looking fit as a fiddle again and it is very extremely incredibly obvious to Bruce that Alfred straight up brought you back against your will. But. He doesn't care because he agrees with Alfred that OBVIOUSLY since you're a member of the FAMILY NOW that OF COURSE you have to stay in the house

Can you imagine yandere Alfred but Bruce and everyone else is just, totally normal and just hardcore mega coping with Alfred's sudden change in behavior and occasional questionable actions. One day Alfred is dusting and without turning around, "Master Bruce, would you care to fetch my granddaughter for me while i finish this room?" and Bruce is just like "granddaughter????" And Alfred looks to him like he just said something BEYOND stupid, "Yes, my granddaughter, about ye high, awfully broody much like yourself, currently housed in the spare second floor bedroom at the end of the hall on the right? You act as if she didnt help bake that casserole you and the boys absolutely devoured last night"

Nightwing going down into the Batcave for like actual mission stuff and Alfred is already using the Batcomputer to monitor all your online internet use. What's that, some young man is trying to slide into your DMs? O-oh no, there was, uh, suddenly a glitch and he received a threatening message with no traceable source that told him to stay the bloody hell away from you! Whoops!

You're just his captive little grandchild who he helps teach recipes to and teaching you anything you're curious about. You make an offhanded comment one day that you would've loved to learn to play piano "but I'm too old now/it's too late now/I probably wouldn't be any good at it" and later on, after Alfred has brought you back after trying to live alone again (you being drugged if need be), and when you wake up he's all smiles, telling you about all the new structure he's about to introduce to your life, and, of course, you have to pick a day of the week for your new (now mandatory) piano lessons :) on Mondays you'll go for walks and have tea in the garden, Tuesdays you'll read in the library, on Wednesdays you'll learn piano, on Thursday he'll teach you a new recipe every week, Friday--- this old man is gonna force you to be productive and happy is all I'm gonna say

[melfinawins]

A little tidbit on Nat. (It turned into other things.) Spoilers for the whole season of The Bear as I'm just a stream of thoughts at this point!

No, helping with childbirth does not heal or bond you to a narc long term. It's a TV show that prides itself on realism but still has a narrative to follow.

I was not moved by Donna that episode. Because in the real world, if Nat's baby has an allergy or some shit, Donna is the type to say that's dumb and kill her own grandchild because she can't be wrong.

Nat has always been empathetic. How did she ignore all the shit she did? I get that she's pregnant, but like... she's not the first person ever to be that way. She never came across as self absorbed to me? She kept on asking Cicero what she could do to stop the hemorrhaging. I don't know, Nat, TELL CARMY NO? If there's no money, there's no money. If he doesn't like that answer tell him to get outside investors who aren't his fucking uncle. Carmy is not an unruly baby, he's a 30 year old man.

Anyone else think these were different characters this season? Beyond just Carmy's regression.

I got the impression that Tiff and Frank had been dating for more than a year or so. In what world would Richie think he should butt out of Evie's life and become a DEAD BEAT DAD just because Josh Hartnett's fine ass got in his face?

Affording a home without the help of parents and being called lonely by your 6 year old means you want to shirk your responsibilities? I know that Richie was concerned about being left behind, but I didn't get the impression that he would abandon his kid. The Richie I grew to know and love would fight heaven and earth for that little girl.

Claire, bitch, I hope you're thriving. Being with Carmy seems like a fate worse than death!

There was such a malaise this season, damn. Moreso from the production side of things--they seemed lost and confused about what they were trying to do. Maybe they should have a sit down in the writer's room, think about why they thought giving 99 percent of the comedy to the Faks and why they DIDN'T HAVE CARMY TRY TO EXPLAIN HIMSELF ONCE OR SEND A SORRY TEXT TO CLAIRE GODDAMN. His inability to face up to his mistakes was tolerable for the first few episodes, but it quickly turned unsympathetic after fucking EVERYONE SAID CARMY LOVED HER and Claire had me siding with her because Carmy didn't tell her shit! He's a big boy and not a baby. Also: HOW LONG IS STORER AND CO GONNA DRAG OUT THE INFANTILIZATION OF THIS GROWN ASS WHITE MAN?

ALSO, WHY COULDN'T WE AT LEAST GET RICHIE AND CARMY MAKING UP?? LITERALLY NOTHING WAS RESOLVED. I feel like if they didn't have season 4 in the bag, this wouldn't be the case.

[cruesuffix]

At least iman respects her late ex husband unlike Priscilla who’s mooching off Elvis anyway she can because she has nothing else to do in fact Priscilla is problematic herself

OH IM SO GLAD YOU MENTIONED THAT OLD BAG ANON!!! i can’t even begin to explain my hatred for priscilla that witch. the things ive seen in lisas book (haven’t read the full thing) breaks me. like…who does that to their child?? the moment i saw that old hag fight her own grandchild for graceland was the moment i realized she ain’t shit lmaooo. telling your child you wanted to abort her, not giving a shit when your boyfriends molesting your daughter…what kind of mother is that? and priscilla is still going around and saying awful things about her ex husband mj. like that man’s dead why do you still care that much. it’s so clear she still needs attention desperately but like…it’s pathetic. mind you this woman was divorced from elvis when he died but the way she’s going you’d think those two were still married. she’s so annoying i wish riley would stop letting her barge in on these book tours she’s irrelevant. like i know that’s her grandmother but it’s just so awkward seeing them interact tbh. especially when she went on that tirade about michael you could see riley wanted to interject and tell her to cool it.

meanwhile iman is cool, calm, collected and always makes sure to talk nicely about david and keep it to a minimum. iman is a pretty private person already, like david was, and she knows how to properly secure his legacy without being dramatic and annoying like priscilla. i know i went on a whole tirade about priscilla but that woman bothers me to hell.

[themagnusbane]

GAP The Series Episode 11 Thoughts

So, did I cancel all my Saturday appointments for the next two weeks, so I can see watch the last few episodes of this beloved series, the minute they drop? Yes. Yes I did. Do I feel guilty about this choice, even a little bit?

And we kick things off directly where we left off. With Sam coming to see her grandmother, wearing those gorgeous pearls in the house that is as cold and empty as her soul! Urgh. Why can't she just accidentally fall down those stairs??? It would be doing us all a favour!!! But no. Sam has to sit there, looking uncomfortable AF whilst dishonourable Grandmother sits there, talking about wedding dates with I-hope-he-soon-becomes-roadkill Kirk! And I am SCREAMING with all the frustration Sam is feeling right now. Urgh!!! This woman stays being the worst!!!!

2. Honestly, I really NEED Sam to at some point, to tell Dishonorable grandmother that since she "likes" Kirk so much, and believes that he is the only one capable of creating a perfect family and life with the woman he chooses to marry, then grandma should marry him herself. Kirk with his ingratiating ass probably won't say "no", and grandma can experience that perfect family and life that she so desperately wants, for herself!

3. Good on Sam!! Ask her the questions. It's so easy for grandma to give orders, and Sam obeys cuz she loves the old witch. But what about the other way round? From what position is Dishonorable grandmother giving all these orders disguised as "advice"?

4. Aaaaaaand of course she's claiming that she does so because she "loves" Sam. Is it really love, when you're not actually listening to what your granddaughter wants? Is it love when you're running roughshod over her wishes and forcing her to a life of unwanted heterosexuality with a backstabbing piece of shit like Kirk? Someone who's already shown very little regard for Sam's wishes, and shown that he's quite capable of going behind her back to arrange a deal with a rival company without telling her because somewhere in that big brain of his that he doesn't use, he thinks that Sam would for some reason be happy to be led by the nose to a decision she didn't ask for, and certainly doesn't want? Is that what love looks like to you Dishonourable liar? What a fucking lie!!!!

5. Of course all she cares about is reputation. Not the happiness of her grandchildren. It's why one left home and never looked back. And while the second one is dead. And now you have dearest Sam, buckling under all the weight and expectations that Dishonorable grandmother has put on her poor shoulders and I really wish I could enter this show and scream at her grandmother on her behalf.

6. Atta girl! Call her out Sam! Call her out for her homophobia and her shitty parenting! Let her see that she's already lost two grandchildren, and she's about to lose a third. Of course, she can always make the decision to adopt Kirk and have him as her grandson. With the way he jumps to her commands like the spineless lapdog he is, he definitely fits all the criteria she wants in a grandchild.

7. And now she's trying to emotionally manipulate Sam into going along with her wishes; which I totally expected, because truly there's no level Dishonourable grandmother wouldn't sink to, to get her wishes. It is clear that she has plotted out a course for her grandchildren's lives, and just one step outside of those coloured lines, has her losing her shit. Which is infuriating. Children do not exist to help you find fulfillment or to live out your dreams for you. They are independent beings, here in this world to have their own experiences, live their lives and chart their own course. Your job as a parent/guardian is to give them the tools and knowledge they need to survive in the world, and then let them go, to go live their lives and make those choices. And all you can do is hope that they make the right ones. All of this just further reiterates how horrible of a parental figure Dishonourable grandmother truly is, and that the only reason her granddaughters turned out to be decent, is because they are by their own nature, good people. Grandmother though... She is absolute trash. Gods I hate this woman so much!!

8. And this is why we push for marriage equality and queer people to be allowed to marry. Because if you live in a country where you do not have that protection, your partner can't legally be allowed to do anything for you. They can't sign forms. They can't make medical decisions on your behalf. They can't do shit. And because of the heteronormative, patriarchal society that a lot of us live in, that power is instead given to relatives who are often homophobic and don't have your best interests at heart. Add to the pain of being the partner who can't do anything for the one you love, because society insists on its bullshit and loves is so attached to the concept of heterosexuality, and they've put that power in the hands of everybody else but you, and FUCK!!! I am screaming in rage and pain because Ice doesn't deserve this. Song doesn't deserve this. We don't deserve this. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!

9. This fucking bitch. This failed excuse of a parental figure. This absolute waste of fucking space. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING???? Your granddaughter is in the ICU, dying!!! There is a consent form that needs YOUR signature so the doctors can operate on her to save her life. But all your brain can think of is to attack her lover? Seriously???? SERIOUSLY??? Trash. Absolute fucking trash. What in the rage-inducing bullshit of a behaviour is this????? Why are you not asking about Song right now??? How is it her fault that your granddaughter was involved in an accident you witch!!! The person who's to blame for the emotional state Song was in, is YOU! You Blame-shifting-energy-sucking-vampire-masquerading as a grandmother bitch!

10. A part of me wonders if Dishonourable grandmother really lacks any form of self-awareness. The fact that even after all this time, she is so quick to remove herself from the role SHE played in Song's death is infuriating to me. The reason why Song is dead isn't because she was gay you failed excuse of a parent! It's because you were toxic as fuck, and in separating from you, the parental figure who was meant to show her unconditional love, but instead wanted neat little dolls whose lives you could dictate, turned on her. YOU are the reason she is dead. Not Ice. Not her being gay. YOU!!!! And I swear, if this show tries to hurt Sam in any way, to get this witch to get her head out of her FUCKING ass to see how much she is killing the one granddaughter she has left, I WILL FUCKING SCREAM!!!!!

11. This emotional manipulation of "everything I do is for you. I've raised you since you were a kid. Won't you do this for me" is taking some many pages out of the abusive parent textbook, and Sam is so vulnerable, I just know she is buying this bullshit and URGH!!! I AM SO PISSED!!!! She's deliberately mixing her false concern with the homophobia to disguise the fact that what she really wants is to control you. Don't fall for it Sam. DO NOT LISTEN TO HER!!!!

12. Fuck! Now she's hiding from Mon. Grandmother's toxin has gotten to her. Fuck!! What's the use of having a spouse who will "protect you" when they can't ensure your joy, or protect your peace? All you will be in that marriage is miserable. You deserve better Sam. You deserve better. My poor baby.

13. Sam really does have the best friends. Look at them in Mon's house, comforting her girl. Mon my darling. There is so much you do not know about Dishonourable grandmother. Your mother has more honour in her little pinky that that witch has in her entire body.

14 But I am thankful to Idol Factory for giving me some TeeYuki fluff to help with the pain. Look at my secondary ship being so sweet. Tee keeps asking Yuki to get her things, to help preserve Sam's privacy so it's only Mon they are revealing all these secrets about Sam's family life to, and I am happy that they are respecting Sam's privacy whilst also giving us hints of TeeYuki's relationship in the same breath. And Yuki sweetheart. I don't blame you. If Tee asks me to go get water for the baby, I'm bringing a full-on tank for her! If she asks me to cut fruits, I'm bringing in the whole fucking orchard. My queen deserves ONLY the best. And she's getting it. Tee. Mommy. Have mercy. Please.

15. Awwwww. Look at our brave Mon, still going back to ring the doorbell. She's like "I will never give up on us Khun Sam", and I LOVE THAT!!!! I love LOVE that from the start of the show, we have established that Mon is quite stubborn, and has never given up even when Sam was being an absolute bitch to her! That tenacity is going to serve you well now Mon. You will need to tap into that and hold on with your bloody fingers, cuz Dishonourable grandmother will try pulling Sam over to on Comphet shenanigans. Resist!! Be the stubborn lovable Mon that we all know. DO NOT GIVE UP ON OUR GIRL!!!

16. Their interlocked fingers!!! Be still my heart!! I know there's a ton of pain coming over the next episode and a half (until we get our happy ending in episode 12), so I'm holding onto this moment of sweetness to tide me over!!!

17. I knew she was going to say she would marry Kirk. Like, we all saw the trailer. We saw her in the wedding dress. We KNEW this was coming. But shit! This still FUCKING HURTS!!! Mon's face is killing me. Looking at the pain. All that pain!!!! Becky's acting in this scene. Her tears. Sam's powerlessness. This scene is breaking my heart. Smashing it into smithereens. My poor babies. Fuuuuuuuuuck. Have I said it enough today? But I really REALLY hate that fucking grandmother. Dishonourable witch!

18. I can't deal with this!!! Like, don't get me wrong. I'm grateful that this is happening in episode 11. Cuz we know we only have to deal with this for one episode and that we will get our happy ending in the next episode. But shit. This hurts. This fucking hurts. My heart!!!

19. And now, they are saying their "i love you's" and having their goodbye sex. And this fucking hurts. This fucking hurts so much. Even down to the doggy pet name. Why does this show want to break me. I can't handle this. I can't handle this. Someone send help. FUck!!!!!!!!!!!

20. Hold up. I think my brain is only just catching up to this. But hold up. Did Mon just agree to be Sam's side-piece? Like Sam is going to marry Kirk, but still be secretly dating Mon? Cuz um... My girl Mon deserves better than to be the other woman. If there should be any othering in this drama, it should be Kirk. And by that I mean he should other himself out of the room, out of the picture, out of the fucking drama. Damn twat!

21. Aaaaaand it's fucking Kirk at the door. Urgh! His face. I really really hate seeing his face. Why do I have to suffer this injustice. Fucking Kirk!!!

22. Self-righteous deceitful prick! You are not sorry that she has to leave the company. Don't come with your bullshit lies. You know that Sam won't give you the time of the day with Mon around, and you're trying everything to keep our two girls apart. I see right through your deceitful little face!!! You can't lie to me.

23. Urgh!!! Will it be other people that will see Mon as a home wrecker, or are you talking about yourself Kirk? Because the person who is wrecking a home filled with love right now, is you!!! And I know, I already mentioned earlier that my girl Mon, deserves better than being a side-piece, but I don't want this shit coming from Kirk. You have no room to talk, or leg to stand on. Fuck you. And fuck off!

24. The soft tones with which Kirk is making this statement and asking that Mon stay away from Sam; him having the audacity to say that if not for Mon, he and Sam would already be married, is grating on my nerves. Keep fucking yourself Kirk. Piece of shit!!!

25. I briefly interrupt our moment of pain to make this very important announcement: Neung is sooooo fine!!! I swear, the amount of face candy that Gap's served us through these many episodes.Add the fact that I have a weakness for older artistic women, who work with their hands and are quite good at their craft and I've been swooning ever since. That smile as she gets for Mon's number????

26. Neung straight out calling Dishonourable grandmother a witch! I knew I loved her for a reason. She has zero fucks to give about that woman, and I desperately need Sam to get to that point before the show ends. But I doubt if this show is going to address that. They're probably going to have Sam reconcile with Dishonourable grandmother at some point, and try and mend the rift between her and Neung. When that happens, y'all can bet, I will be watching my TV, seething at the screen!

27. You go Neung! Call your baby sis and talk some sense into her. Don't let her fall into Dishonourable grandmother's clutches. Give her gorgeous tush the push she needs to walk away from the woman!!!

28. Fuck!!! Mon's packing up all her pink dresses. My heart. This pain!!!! And all the flashbacks!!! Gap!!!!!! Why do you hurt me so???? Why are you breaking me? Do you feed off my pain??? Do my tears make you happy????

29. Aaaaaand she's all packed up and leaving. Sam!! Where are you? Your girl's leaving!!

30. Ha! She made it home. Not like it would help anything though. You're choosing to follow your grandmother and marry Kirk the human trash heap. Mon's going to leave. It will break both your hearts, but you need to choose YOU. Not your grandmother, and her bullshit words and manipulations. You need to choose YOUR happiness. YOUR safety. YOUR Joy. YOUR love. I hope Sam realizes it early enough. I don't want to have to wait till the last 5mins of episode 12 before we get our happy ending. Cuz that shit would hurt!!!!

31. Mon's not saying it, but her eyes are doing that Meredith thing; asking Sam to choose her, and I am in so much pain!!!!

32. I know Sam's saying that she's going to find a solution for them, and fight back. But with Dishonourable grandmother, and human trash heap Kirk, my expectations are low. Cuz I don't think those two will give up without a fight. And Sam's too vulnerable to their bullshit to resist.

33. Ha!!! She's calling the calvary! That's actually a pretty smart move on her part. She knows that she will fold like a wet noodle in front of her grandmother and Kirk. But Neung? Neung will give as good as she gets. And she's spent enough time away from their grandmother to be able to pull it off. But honestly, I hope both Sam and Neung both tell her Dishonourable grandmother the truth, and let her know of the consequences of the bullshit she keeps pulling: that she would end up alone. In that big empty house. With Kirk as company. Which honestly, when you think about it, is exactly what she deserves.

34. Dishonourable grandmother asking if Sam wants her dead

Everyone who is currently watching this show, and especially this episode:

35. And of course she's having heart palpitations. Sam. Don't fall for it. She's trying to manipulate you into doing what she wants. It's all part of her plan. Resist it! Don't fall for her, or human trash heap Kirk's face guilt tripping face! Stand strong!!!

36. Thank God! Neung is here!!! Help Sam resist. Don't let her fall for the bullshit that Dishonourable grandmother is saying. Come save your sister. Hurry!!! She's starting to fall for the tears and bullshit.

37. And look at that entrance!!! YESSSSSSS NEUNG!!! CALL HER OUT!!! CALL HER OUT ON THE BULLSHIT!!!!!

38. Also, anyone else noticed how Dishonourable grandmother suddenly got all "better" and wasn't looking as weak or frail the minute Neung walked in, and called out her ass???? Fucking lying bitch!!! Keep calling her out Neung. Be the voice for the audience!!!!

39. Sam girl. Neung is trying to help you. Her words might be harsh, but she's saying the truth. Your grandmother is trying to take advantage of your soft heart and love for her. Listen to your sister!!!

40. The verbal lashing!!! The verbal lashing that Neung is giving Dishonourable grandmother is EVERYTHING I WANTED!!! EVERYTHING!!! Oh my God!!! I didn't think this show was going to question to what extent filial piety turns into abuse, and how our elders can in turn wield it as a tool to have us cater to their selfish whims. Neung my heart. Keep going. EVISCERATE HER!!! SPEAK ALL THAT TRUTH!!! Break that house of cards, made of emotional manipulation that Dishonorable grandmother has built. Have it come crashing down!! Some truths are hard to swallow, but please shove them down her selfish throat!!!

41. I love that Neung is the catalyst. The turning point that Sam needs to make her decision. She's the one that walked away, stay away, and thrived on her own terms. Song didn't get that chance because she was killed just before she could. But Neung, who represents what it means to walk away from the wealth, and privilege and prestige that their grandmother holds, being on one side of the divide, and her grandmother being on the other side, is such a nice contrast. And of course, grandmother is trying to hold Sam back by stating that she would cut her off. But let's be honest. What exactly would Sam be losing if she does that? Sam's built her own business outside of her grandmother, so it's not like she needs the woman's money. The one thing that her grandmother can offer her is the love of an older relative, which she wasn't giving her anyway. Sam, honey. Walk away. WALK AWAY!!!

42. You can hear the pain in Neung's voice. She's so desperate to save Sam; to get her to walk away from their grandmother. I think a part of that is rooted in the guilt she feels. That she left her siblings with her, and Song died, whilst Sam became this girl, so terrified to grasp her happiness with her two hands if it would displease their grandmother. She so wants Sam to choose herself. To choose her own happiness, and love. And I am rooting for all three of them (Sam, Mon and Neung). I'm hoping that Sam makes the right choice. But with how deep grandmother's sunk her talons into my girl, I doubt if she would break free this episode. But still, I can't stop hoping because fuck! THIS EPISODE IS PAIN!!!!!

43. OMG!!! OMG!!! OMG!!!! She did it!! She actually walked away from Dishonourable grandmother and chose her own happiness, and love with Mon? OMG!!! OMG!!! Sam!!! My girl. My brilliant, brilliant girl. She did it! She did it!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!

44. Neung is so proud. I'm so proud. She did it!!! Our baby girl did it!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

Aaaaaaaaand I just saw the preview for episode 12. What. The. FUCK?!!!!!!!!!

[hersurvival]

my mother's side is hella homophobic and bigoted in other ways, yet we continue to go down there and see them. and I don't really like any of them. Morals aside, they're just assholes who verbally fight and degrade one another. I get enough of that at home, why the fuck do I wanna go someplace just to be like oh, here I am, alive, you know I'm gay in the back of your mind if you'd think on it, but you're in denial and i am not obligated to tell you shit, so we all unhappy. But I;m still your favorite for my all a's and b's for three years straight in college. And your so proud, but they don't do a damn thing other than fake ass words. I hate it, it kills me, I'm the fav. grandchild, and I could so qucikly go down to the most hated int he family with one sentence. "I'm gay." (They don't belive in bisexuality .) 🤕 thx for ugh, the vent space its nice as hell to finally say this to someone. <3 love the blog btw I lurk on it a lot

Anon, I feel for you! It is so hard to be surrounded by people, especially family, who you know do not or will not support you.

Some times they will come around given enough time. But some times they will cut you off and suddenly you're dead to them.

Take what I say with a grain of salt (as someone who came out just to shut myself back in because my parents ridiculed me rather than let me know it was okay.. and now at 27, I've neglected a piece of myself) you deserve to be honest with yourself and to BE yourself, fuck anyone who doesn't support you. Perhaps it would be better to give up the act? Get it out in the open and over with?

Like I said, I am a hypocrite. I wish I could offer more help to you, friend. But you are welcome to anonymously vent any time at all! It is such a relief just to get things off your chest.

[pink-haired-babe]

RDR2 coming across Modern!Reader

Y/N: (Interrogating an O'Driscoll) *loud smack*

Dutch: Y/N, you gotta ask him a question first!

Y/N: Oh right! What colour is my underwear? *loud smack*

Dutch, Arthur, and John: (trying to contain their laughter)

--

Pearson: Yeah so Y/N wouldn't quit botherin' me so I put them on chores.

Y/N drowning a cup in a barrel to clean it: Tell me who you work for! Huh? Huh?!!?

Arthur: At least they're havin' fun?

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Micah, crawling over to Y/N: Y/N! I screwed up big time.

Y/N, not looking up from their book: Micah, given your daily life experiences I'm afraid you're going to have to be more specific.

Micah: *too stunned to speak*

--

Dutch, coming over to Y/N with Hosea in tow: So Y/N while you're here with us Hosea and I have great news! We're adopting.

Y/N: Oh congratulations! Who is it?

Hosea, slamming the papers down on the desk with such force the tent shakes: It's you, sign here.

--

Arthur, probably: Give to the Children's Fund? What have those kids ever done for me?

Y/N: Steal your shit and cause you to go on a wild goose chase around a town you've never been in before?

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Y/N: I thought I was going to steal something today. Can't imagine why. So here I am, enjoying a lovely day with my friends.

Y/N two seconds later: Micah I swear to fucking god-

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Arthur, getting ready to Dead Eye someone:

Y/N: *in their best southern accent* Deadeye's ready.

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Bronte: We have an army of men willing to put their lives on the line for me.

Dutch, Arthur, and John: We have Y/N. They'll do anything, mainly because they're feral.

Y/N *sitting in a cage with a bloodthirsty grin*

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Idk if these are any good but I love writing them, I'm also writing a story where Modern!Reader is Dutch's great grandchild and gets thrown into their time (1899), I might post a small blurb but I must add the Reader isn't as unhinged like these.

Thoughts? Hope y'all are having a good day/night/afternoon/evening xx

[calypso-finale]

Eighty Eight.

Pulling my top over my head “if you want to go back to the doctor’ office and he will be there” the nurse said to me “thank you” making my way out of the room, Wadz got up from the chair “how was it?” I shrugged “I won’t know the results until you know, maybe a week or so” he let out an oh, he really thought I would know straight away, these results will take time. I have to come for daily check up to see if the cancer hasn’t come back, I am in remission but not really. I don’t know, I just know that my hair is growing back and that makes me happy “did she not say anything when she was giving you the x-ray thing?” shaking my head “nah, she just said the doctor will speak to you and that to go back here” walking into his office “my bad, I was supposed to knock” he laughed “it’s ok come in, you know the results won’t be now” nodding my head “of course, everything is long wait” sitting down “so Wadz has changed, I mean it has been changed to Wadz as your next of kin now so that is done. I am happy though Oakley, you are coming in. You are getting checked, I wanted to ask about your concern over you not fully masturbating” looking at Wadz and I just laughed “I have heard worse” he said “yeah he probably has, erm I think it’s coming back. Like the feel and stuff, I feel like with my hair. It’s all gradual, I got to stop pushing my body to do things, but I feel it” well that was awkward “have you done it since?” he asked “yeah, yeah. It was a little painful I think, like maybe just to get used to it. But I did it” I wish he would stop now “I want to test some samples, just because with the whole treatment it can cause the sperm count to be low or even just dead sperm” letting out an oh “yeah, sure. Now or?” he chuckled “no, not now. I will book you in, so we can test. Just to cover basis, but your hair growth, what did I say” nodding my head “yeah, yeah. I am happy about that really, just to be normal. But like I have flair up of dry skin a lot, and I think it’s just my body trying to repair, but that is it. So in a week I come back to get results? So this is when you say it come back?” he frowned “don’t be so negative, we need to do this to make sure we can get it quick and early so let’s be positive and I will book you in a week to see you again” nodding my head, this is so annoying to be coming here for this, but I do it still.

“From one hospital to another” Wadz said behind me “I know, her parents are here too. So stay outside” pushing the door open, Kenza’ eyes lit up that I am back “I wasn’t gone that long right” closing the door behind me “no it’s ok, are you ok?” she asked “I am good, just you know. Trying to get better, how is he?” her dad is staring me down “you asked for a DNA test on my grandchild and not signing the papers, you just said that baby is too dark” oh she told him “well, come on. Like I am white as shit, her mom is white, you are black. My dad is dark but give us a break. There is too much white for that baby to be that colour, he ain’t look like me, tell me I am lying. I told Kenza if he is mine then I am here, but you should talk to your daughter and ask her why she lied!?” I spat “if she is lying and she ruined my life with my actual son for all those months, not only has she ruined our friendship, but she has killed me off, but I am being positive, I am here. It could be mine. That my guy, your genes are good. But you telling me that baby got anything of me, you seen my son” her dad went ever so silent “so I hope it isn’t true, yes we had sex. I admit that, we did but then if you had sex with another then you shouldn’t have trapped me after everything I have gone through, you women just do me wrong, but it could be mine. So let’s not speak on it” her dad knows I am right, this is why he is quiet, how can he come at me when that baby, he has nothing of me. Maybe the genes are moving mad but that baby I feel ain’t mine but then again I have no bond towards it, because I am too busy in my mind.

My mother looked at Kenza “did you lie on my son, and he is going through hell?” my mother didn’t see the baby for a second more “no, I am black. Just because you are white, you are coming at me!” she spat “I am saying there isn’t a trace of my son, least with Aziel I know he is Oakley’, this really has nothing” looking at Kenza “leave it mom” I said to her “no Oakley, this is wrong. Because you have been so depressed about Aziel, she has been sat in the home with us acting all innocent and she knew all this time that it could potentially not be yours? This is wrong, and on top of that you are dealing with cancer. I am not a good mother I know but this is really not good, Neil. Look yourself” my mom said to him, my dad looked at the baby and then me “it’s cute” he just said “thanks” I laughed “you come here stressing me out, how dare you” Kenza cried “no it’s not that, don’t cry. Just I need to be sure, that is all. Look Kenza, I have been through too much right. I just need to be sure” I explained “I know but your parents are saying these things” shaking my head, I have the biggest doubt in my head right now and if this was all for nothing I am going to kill myself because this was too much for me “just leave it” I mumbled, I just need peace “how was the appointment today?” my mom asked “went fine thanks. I don’t know the results really, not yet. A little nervous to be honest but I pray it’s not bad news” looking at Kenza “just don’t cry, you don’t need to worry when you telling the truth right?” she nodded her head.

I have no love lost with this child, Aziel is just heavy on my mind, and I can’t shake it off at all. Being in your own mind just thinking while everyone is speaking is just driving me crazy “is Oakley here” some guy said, “oh he is just behind this curtain” Kenza mother said, sitting up “Oakley” oh why is there two officers here “what’s up?” I said, what do they want “we need to take you in for questioning, I thought we would do this in a pleasant manner, in the hospital. If you can come down to the station” my mouth hung open “for what? What did I do?” I am confused “questioning in relation to Walid Bri” I groaned out “he got sentenced that is over, that is nothing to do with me? How is this even real?” this is bullshit “if you can come with us, we don’t need to arrest you. Please” he said “but this is bullshit” I retorted “your car was used; we do need access to your car. We went to your apartment; we had a warrant, so it has been searched. No car, no face no case doesn’t always work Oakley so if you can come with us, and we do need to know where the G-Wagon is” this is all Rylee fault, she bought it all up “in storage” I got up “he has just had a baby, you can’t do this” Kenza said “this is why we aren’t arresting him, it’s the nice way” this guy is sarcastic “you know we always watch rappers, the main source of income” I sniggered “I don’t even do anything” I have to laugh “affiliation gets you in trouble now, come on. Look you ain’t stupid, you don’t need to be seen but you there” this guy is trying to be one of my boys, ain’t happening.

Seeing myself on camera is so weird, like to just see it is weird “how does it like feel that you’re on the show now?” Kim asked “erm, weird. Like it’s different to see me on there, I never would have thought I would be on the show” Saint wrapped his arms around me “I mean look how good we look, oh no” she laughed, looking at the screen “oh my god. When I left Aziel in the car, you had to leave that in, but I like the flashback of when you left North behind��� Kim laughed out “I keep getting trolled about that to this day, to this day people remind me. I mean North has grown into a sane young lady” side eyeing her, North hit my leg “I am sane, bitch” Seeing Aziel walk into the cinema room “no kids in here” Saint said as a joke “be quiet” North got up “you come to see auntie” Grace came rushing in “Aziel, come here” I waved him over but he ran to Grace “sorry, he was playing and then I turned away” she explained, I waved her off “it’s ok, come here Aziel” I said wanting Aziel and moving off a little but Saint pulled me back “ha ha, very funny. Stop it, come here Aziel” Grace bought him over, placing him on my lap “look at my baby” Aziel stares at Saint deeply, he just stares at him “you want to fight me?” Saint asked laughing, Aziel out of nowhere spit on Saint “hey!” I shouted, then he kicked him “Aziel, that is rude!” I shouted, he moved off me “I am angry at you, you don’t do that. Say sorry” he ran to Grace “what’s up?” Aziel said “later, you watch. Sorry” I said to Saint “it’s ok, you can’t take the hood out of the child. So how about you leave London, no need to be there is there really. Aziel is a bad child and he is being raised in that, like give him a good life” raising an eyebrow “that is with you?” he laughed “I don’t think he wants me to be dad” Saint laughed “he spat on me, he got issues though, little bro has” shaking my head “that’s my son yeah, so what makes him happy, makes me happy” Saint rolled his eyes “people say like I shouldn’t be with you, when you have a kid. I am like bro, little man don’t even look my way but now he got beef” I chuckled, Aziel is just playing up.

My smile grew when Lillian and Halle both screamed out when the skype connected “look at my girl, a new tan. Where you at now bitch? I seen you was with The Kardashians? How is that going” I sighed out “I mean it’s going ok; I was just watching the new season before it comes out because I am in it of course. And I was cringing, oh my god. When he took me to see Kim and she said I was waiting for this moment, but yeah. I am in that, so I am in Bali currently. There is like one part where I was lowkey wanting them to take off because like when they was recording Saint said we riding the world on my jet not just Europe on a commercial, and I said like what do you mean and he said you been riding low too long and the way it was edited it was like I was laughing at that but I wasn’t, but Aziel is in it but like I feel he is shown as naughty when really he isn’t in a way, there is another moment like with Saint and he is confessing his like to me and it’s on a private beach, it was nice” Halle cooed out “nice, I mean you’re living the life you should be and I am happy for you. As long as you’re happy anyways, we just wanted to check in on you, who is that behind you” looking behind me “me!” Saint said, letting out an oh “creep” picking my laptop up, I need to go somewhere more private “jet hopping lifestyle” he said as he placed his arm around me “well what can we say, we miss our girl” Lillian smiled “I miss you girls too” I really do “where is nephew?” Lillian asked “erm” looking at Saint “my mom” nodding my head “his mom took him with Grace to see some fishes, Kim is so good with him. He is happy, I am going to speak to these” I didn’t know he creeped on me like that “we came to your court date, and I wish I didn’t” Halle said “why?” I questioned “you ignored us and then after hearing all that, and on top of that you told us he saw him, and he isn’t. Like that was a lot to take in knowing the none existent relationship he has with his dad, like I said it to Lillian, it’s wrong” closing the door behind me, they about to have it out with me now.

I didn’t say a word once I put the laptop down “how are you feeling from the last time we spoke you said you just feel like things have been a whirlwind, oh Kenza had the baby a few days ago really. She had a boy, and also Oakley is being questioned. Kenza girl was upset” letting out an oh “how do you know that?” I questioned “my friend of a friend, she seen a picture and yeah, that is it. It was a boy, so Aziel has a little brother, how cute!” rolling my eyes “thanks ladies, I mean I don’t care. I am not having that child near mine” shaking my head “the child you didn’t know where he was? Rylee, what is happening? You aren’t being you, that is what sister. I am checking for you because what the fuck is happening, have you even sat down and thought for yourself or you just wanting to gag on his dick” I gasped “like bro, what is happening. Lillian I beg please don’t be quiet, you agree. Like you lying to us being this shy girl? I don’t get it because you doing all this shit and then you was being shy with your ex? I am confused” Halle said “because” I shrugged “because you’re being not you sister we get it, so anyways when are you going to back to reality? Because we miss you and they are using you for views, we looked at your Insta and it’s full promo, that is it” I scoffed “I am being me, I changed myself for him, I am doing what I should be doing. Where I should be at!” I spat “I don’t think so sister, but we still going to be here for you. Trust me” shaking my head “but I hope you and Aziel are taking care of each other, hopefully we see him on his birthday, you are coming home? You know what I don’t get, why isn’t Oakley using you not taking him nursery and using things on you, the clubs and stuff? Like he could” Halle doesn’t stop “I will chew him up and he knows it” I said, “or is he just a good guy that wanted to see his son, I mean Rylee you ain’t thinking!” Halle shouted “stop!” Lillian spat, I disconnected the facetime because this is all too much, I can’t deal.

I frowned at Grace “he’s asleep?” I pointed “yes Rylee, he went to sleep” letting out an oh “he didn’t even say goodnight to me” walking into the room “Rylee, I wanted to say to you” before she could finish I saw Aziel asleep with phone in hand “Rylee I want to say that Aziel is really not happy” picking the phone from his hands “he sleeps watching his dad music videos” looking at Grace “since when?” I asked “you have been too busy; you just kiss him goodnight and that is it, I take him. I don’t want to be involved too much and get in the way; you are his mother. But I have noticed a change, his eating habits too. He is sad and I didn’t want to tell you this and I am sorry if this is bad, but I have been making him happy by doing this, you won’t speak on his dad but I do, and I can imagine this is something that has put my job on the line but I just wanted to make him happy” looking down at the video playing, locking the phone, the stung me “how long” I asked “months” she said, I swallowed hard “you have been busy and I understand, you don’t look his way” my lower lip quivered, shuffling over to the bed “he wears this?” seeing the chain he bought him “he does in private when we are together, I know it’s me that will see him and will be attending to him, and I know you don’t want that” reaching my hand over and holding the picture around his neck, a sob left my lips “ok” I just said “oh you’re here, we going to the beach” looking at Saint, wiping tears “I am staying behind, I am not in the mood” Saint walked into the room “what is wrong?” he asked “just hearing some things, that is all. I am fine, I just need to be here for Aziel. I am fine, please go” he let out an oh “oh he got a chain on” Saint notices everything “yeah don’t touch his chain” I gripped his top “I thought he was banned, is that even real diamonds” I shook my head “just please, I need space. You go” I pushed at his chest, I didn’t know any of this.

[nootqueen404]

There is no way I’m going to fit this explanation into the tags. It’s too long and too dramatic to fit in that box. So strap in kiddos, this is going to get crazy! By the way if you’re not comfortable with topics like miscarriage then you might wanna skip this one.

I was suppose to be born on January 30, but I finally came into the world on February 6th. Why was I over a week late? Well let’s give some context first; prior to my birth my parents lost three pregnancies in the first ten years of their marriage. It damn near destroyed them, all within the first trimester too. Having more than just one or two miscarriages is extremely rare. And since it was the 1980’s-1990’s and genetic testing wasn’t really a thing at the time. All my folks could do was grieve and try again. After the third baby my parents were able to find a doctor who was willing to do some testing to see why my mom kept loosing the babies. But that turned out to be a dead end because my mom got pregnant with me.

Both sides of my family were on cloud fucking nine, I was my paternal grandparent’s first ever grandchild so it was a big deal. But it was even bigger for my mom’s side - I was the first grandchild to be born after 15 years AND I was the first girl. I won’t even get into how my Nana supposedly knew my mom was going to have “a beautiful daughter with blonde hair” some 3-5 years before my parents actually met. Anyways, because of the three previous miscarriages both my dad and the doctors suggested that my mom quit her job and stay home the entire pregnancy. Everyone and their grandmother watched over my mom like a hawk. The only times my mom went out was when her parents took her out to eat while they were in the area. Soon the due date came….and then it went…and then one day turned into 2 and then 3…and finally my mom got sick of waiting and she drove herself to the hospital while my dad was at work.

Now this is where things get absolutely crazy. For those who don’t know when you’re pregnant the doctors will run tests to see how strong the baby is, stuff like how many movements can the baby do in X amount of time, shit like that.

I scored a zero. A big ol’ goose egg.

“I’m sorry Mrs. C, your baby…”

THAT’S RIGHT FOLKS!

The doctors thought I was fucking DEAD!

But my mom wasn’t having any of it. Oh no! She went nuts on the doctors saying that I was 100% alive. Low and behold they found a pulse, so they threw her into a delivery room, pumped her full of pain killers, and went to waiting. One day…two days…again no baby Sarah. By this point my mom was in active labor for almost a week and everyone was loosing their patience. The doctors did an ultrasound and found that I was sideways.

“Well Mr and Mrs. C; there is no way we can get your daughter out this way. Let’s get the midwife in and see if she can turn the baby.”

Midwife shows up and she’s already feeling awful for my parents, but mostly my mom. The woman felt around and looked from my mom, to the ultrasound images, and to the doctors and nurses in the room.

She goes BALLISTIC! Her exact words were, and I quote, “This baby isn’t dead you idiots! She’s just fat!! I’m not turning this fucking baby!!! She needs a fucking c-section NOW!” I’m probably paraphrasing because there is no way in Hell this midwife would keep her cool after dealing with that level of stress and stupidity. I’d use every curse word in the book if I was her.

Either way my mom was whisked off to surgery and after a few hours of *ahem* digging, I was born.

I was a petite 9lbs 5.2oz 20” long - to get a better mental image I weighed the same as a bass guitar or a gallon of milk.

I was talking to my mom and now I'm curious

I was talking to my mom and now I'm curious

(id love you forever if you wanted to rb)

[aajjks]

⚠️⚠️⚠️ TW ⚠️⚠️⚠️

mommy issues!JK

“hey” you say with that beautiful smile on your glowing face. once again, jae-eon is enamored by your gentleness with his son and observes the way you interact with jungkook. your voice is leveled, soft, and you caress his face when you notice tears prickling the corners of his eyes. he isn’t sure of the specifics but judging from your facial expression, you look upset.

you’re a complete contrast to nara and the difference is evident. compared to nara who’s upfront about who and what she is, you’re quite mysterious and it’s kind of attractive. women like you draw men closer until all they can think about is you and it’s clear that you’ve got his son wrapped around your finger.

thank goodness you aren’t crazy…

“if you wanna leave we can. we don’t have to stay” you whisper as you wipe jungkook’s teary eyes before taking his hands in yours. “we can eat instant ramen, watch movies, and cuddle” with a little time to think, jungkook decides to stay for a little while longer and spend time with his estranged family. although his bond with his father isn’t the strongest, it’s the complete opposite with his mother.

as the cooks hand each of you a custom plate for dinner, conversation easily flows amongst you, jungkook, and ji-yeon. the three of you laugh, make small talk, and go over adorable memories of baby koo. “if you don’t mind…what was seol’s mom like?” ji-yeon widens her eyes, jungkook nearly chokes on his food, and jae-eon happily obliges to your request.

“sure, she was a prostitute my son callously had sex and had an illegitimate child with”

for those who are wondering, there are a couple of things you absolutely do not tolerate:

- your family

- any disrespect aimed at your children or jungkook.

“excuse me? illegitimate? that ‘illegitimate’ child you speak of is YOUR grandchild”

“please, he’s a bastard and so is yours”

without hesitation, you grab jungkook’s wine glass and toss it onto jae-eon causing the alcohol to spill all over his expensive suit. ji-yeon wants to be upset at you and kick both you and jungkook out but her husband had it coming.

you’re not like jungkook’s past ex’s that would nod their heads like obedient daughters, you’re a rebel with 0 tolerance for disrespect and rule you’ve been familiar with your whole life.

“the only bastard i see is you. how dare you talk about my son like that? all i asked was one question, have some decency. the woman is dead and yet you continue to drag her name through the mud as if she didn’t carry him for 9 months and give her life for his. you ought to be ashamed of yourself and when seol gets older, i’m gonna tell him how much of a coward you are for treating his father like shit when all he’s ever done is love you”

“YOU’RE FUCKING INSANE!!!”

“and you’re pathetic. c’mon jungkook let’s go home”

you take jungkook’s hand and lead him to the door and instantly, you feel regret. how could you do that? after reconciling with his mother, you’ve officially fucked things up like you always do and you’re pretty sure jungkook is pissed too but the truth is, he’s amazed. no one, nobody has ever stood up to his father like you have.

you’ve singlehandedly stood up for jungkook and seol on more than one occasion and it only makes his love deeper for you. he’s so in love with you: his angel, his woman, his wife, his everything.

you aren’t perfect, far from it but you’re his and sometimes that’s all he can ask for.

“let’s go home, yeah? i’ll cook you something special and we can watch whatever you want alllll night” you say as pull jungkook in for a kiss before getting in the passenger side.

i did it all for love

i did it all of this on no drugs

i did all of this sober

don’t you know i did it all for us

she watches them talk so happily, carefree

‘that could’ve been me’ she says and it kills her to see someone else in a place she should be

you ruined everything

it’s all your fault

you can’t have him

i had him first

just as the light turns green, i drove my car as fast as it could go. speeding past my red light and right into someone i used to know; i used to love. as i watched everything unfold before me, i began to feel bliss. i was happy. i could’ve killed them and that made me happy.

i just kill-kill-killed my ex

n-not the best i-idea

killed his girlfriend next how-how’d i get here?

i-i just killed my-my ex

i still-still love him though

rather be in hell than alone

“AAAAAHH!!!!! j-jungkook? JUNGKOOK!! b-baby?? c-can you hear me? l-look at me. oh my god. SOMEONE HELPP!!! PLEASEEEEE!!!! CALL THE COPS!!! HELP!!! stay with me okay? look at me—LOOK AT ME!! don’t close your eyes okay? everything’s gonna be okay. i’m right here”

“i got three bodies. a bleeding pregnant female, an unconscious male, and an unconscious female. looks to be a car accident requesting back up and an ambulance immediately. everyone is in critical condition. hold on, okay? hold on….”

~🫧

It is 2 AM in the morning when Eunwoo gets a call from the authorities, he’s in the bedroom with his wife with Seol and Areum sleeping in the other bedroom.

He picks up the phone, but no one could’ve prepared him for what he was about to hear. His heart nearly stops in his chest when he gets to know his best friend has been in a brutal accident

There are two emergency contacts in jungkooks phone list and one is you and the other is Eunwoo.

“W-What? OH MY GOD- W-WHICH HOSPITAL?!” He stammers, taking his wife by surprise, he gets up from his bed frantically before getting off the phone and he’s begun to cry.

“Eunwoo what the fuck- what’s going on?!” His wife asks as he dresses himself up, looking for his car keys, “J-Jungkook and yn have been in an accident! HES UNCONSCIOUS AND YN IS BLEEDING!”

She gets shivers, you are pregnant. Jungkook has a son and you who need him. “H-Hold on- let me come with you!” Eunwoo scoffs, “no you can’t- what about the children. The three need you.”

Before she can say anything else eunwoo shuts the door of the bedroom behind him.

His best friend and his friend are in a life and death situation, Eunwoo can’t think of anytbing else. He needs to be there with you two.

•••

Jungkooks parents come into the hospital rushing, especially his frantic mother, The Jangs are already in the hospital waiting to hear about their beloved daughter’s condition.

Eunwoo decided to call Jungkooks parents, he has no idea how you both got into a car accident, but he’s even more confused now because Nara was also involved in the car crash.

But suddenly, then it all starts to click in his mind.

“WH-WHERE IS MY SON?! HUH WHERE IS HE!!!! A-And MY DAUGHTER IN LAW?!?? HOW IS SHE! LET SEE JUNGKOOK!”

Jiyeon cries uncontrollably, it’s a commotion at 4:30 am in the hospital. “Jiyeon calm down…” her husband tries to calm her down but it’s useless.

“NO I CANT! I CANT LOSE MY SON!” She screams, the nurses, staff watch in horror. Eunwoo approaches the couple, resonating with Jungkooks mother.

“Dearest! H-How is Jungkook! COME ON SPEAK UP SON! HOW IS YN- HOW IS MY GRAND DAUGHTER?!?”

four lives are on the line.

“H-How did they get into an accident?!” Jiyeon asks a crying Eunwoo, who has no answer, but once his parents get to know that Nara was the car that crashed into Jungkooks, hell will rise.

“A-Auntie… Jang Nara is also in this hospital- she was driving the car that crashed into Jungkooks.”

That immediately catches Jae-eon’s attention, “what are you saying, son?”

The Jangs also can’t believe it.

Eunwoo is facing a dilemma right now because he’s not sure if he should inform someone from your family about the accident

“Oh please stop blaming it on my daughter- IT WAS YOUR SON’S FAULT. HE’S ALWAYS BEEN A RECKLESS DRIVER!” Mrs Jang screams in Jiyeons face.

Jiyeon is about to slap her in the face when they’re both interrupted by a Doctor.

“Mr and Mrs Jeon’s family? Hm… I’m so sorry but your son is in a very critical condition, there were some broken bones and a lot of blood loss- he hit his head directly so there is a chance he might slip into a coma.”

All of their hearts stop.

“And as for Mrs Jeon… Her and the baby are both out of danger since she wasn’t the one in the drivers seat. We’ve managed to stable her.”

“However the next 24 hours for the couple are critical because Mrs Jeon might get into early labor- since the baby’s position appears to be breech. and as for Mr Jeon… please pray for him… we will try our best to save him.”

Jiyeon falls to the ground, Eunwoo is frozen.

Just then, the doctor goes to the Jangs to inform them of Nara’s condition.

[fkyumerica]

our gay family raped her to rob her, no they did not get a chance in hell and its not letting you live either, small fat asses from affairs, bump her from the back in, why dont you shut the fuck up, now we can rob him

arethra franklin and martin luther king jr are your family, aaron rodgers, "my tshirt says something i wont learn to read had a kid under five" is not hot, is that what the face is? yes.

fat fucking wives

say it up there

to a winner

you lost?

had to reverse back fuck it back up to you to want to be it

mated under 2

she was at 5

had to nonstop drive through take her for food

she couldent make it

no matter what they beg after

fake arab shit (I mourned her I rubbed my face crying)

she'd show off with men who mated more than one

and loved to stay

for a hit

for black eyes

to men

to fucking come over

to men who got hit

to leave

trying to kill your wives

for the better of a holiday

to live a nice life

sorry your gay

she's gay for halloween to happen

sshe got timmy and devin wtf 4

to be it too i want 25 wives

they can lie for you to do it

he skeeted out

steve will fist fuck you up your ass

and jam banning

them from concerts

and there still, detroit, get in your building get shot by him

your grandpa

they will have to kill him

and you and your family if you gay fuck them over

again

under two

who

would you get the hell out of there

no one will fucking wait you

and men will fucking knife you till your dick comes off

and hey

no one thinks youre attractive

make me 950 and down size the house

now she knows me

gay

said it yesterday

find them yet

grand fucker

theft

saw your fat band

im gonna have to kill my grandchild

direct quote

from you

ivans grandpa

you fucked katie

and jo

and maude

wheres the beef

you shit in a burger

tko

from adam

bye

do you fuck two dumbs at him

to make it happen

affairs under 5

the age of 5

and skip back to who

gay for what

to get up and walk and not wait

1 2 and 3 bald and fake site

found who youre for

dont give birth right

you break in dons/

?

virgin mobiles dad?

he's here to fuck you up

fake dick brawl

thinks his is alive

she eats it so he fights

now get grand[a

pa

now eat him

then she eats her out

ooh ooh sing

our ugly child

got shot

wegot a chance

by them

a winner

he was gutted

in silence of the lambs

by them

now live life fucking your grandma

we shot your wife dead

[sweetlyskz]

Woman Without Flaws

Pairing: Poly!Bts x Reader

Overview: The Simjang Cafe, owned by your mother, was the heart of your town. That is until a gang-like shootout happens right behind it. They came you kill you, to kill your mother, and your daughter. Will you be able to protect your child from death? Or will someone swoop in to protect you both?

Genre: Mafia!AU, single mom!AU, strangers to lovers AU

Warnings: Language

Word count: 842

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"Areum, let's go", you called to the little girl as she grabbed her backpack from her cubby.

"Coming, mommy". She ran to you and held your hand while you both walked to the car. She then held a piece of paper up to your face. "Look at what we made in class today mommy!"

"I see! it's so pretty. We have to stop at the café, but you can put it on the fridge when we get home." Areum nodded as you strapped her into her car seat. She talked throughout the entire car ride, going on and on about her day at school and everything she learned. When you guys arrived the the café, Areum ran behind the counter and into your mother's arms.

"halmeoni, did you save me some peach cake?"

"Of course Areum, I saved you plenty, but you can only have it if mommy says so."

You nodded your head and smiled as your mother fed Areum a piece of peach cake. The cafe belongs to your mother, but you've been helping her run it ever since your father passed away. The Simjang Café was the heart of the community, which is why the name is so fitting.

"y/n, help me clean off some tables, will you?" Your mother asked you. After Aruem finished her cake, you cleaned off come tables and took orders while your mother spent time with her only grandchild.

Your parents always taught that ease dropping was rude, but you honestly didn't mean to hear their conversation. All you wanted to do was take out the trash.

"Start with the old lady. Then take out the little girl. Save the daughter for last", the man dressed in a black suit said. "If we go for the girl first then Bangtan will want payback."

"Oh shit". you whispered to yourself, dropping the bag full of trash. both of the men turned to face your now frozen body. One of them smiled.

"Well, looks like there's been a change in plans", he said laughing. "You look nothing like your brother." They both pulled out a gun and aimed it at you, giving you the courage to attempt to run away. However, as soon as you turned around two other men were right there.

"Don't make this difficult y/n. Cooperate and your mother and daughter won't have to find your dead body behind a dumpster."

BANG! BANG! BANG!

You dropped to the ground, tears that you didn't even know you had running down your face. Your heard nothing but the ringing in your ears. Before you could realize what was happening someone grabbed you, pulling you into an alleyway. You came to your senses when you heard Areum crying.

"Are you okay? Did you get hit?" The person asked you. You grabbed Areum and tried to make a run for it before being yanked by your arm.

"W-wait. don't go over there! it's not safe. I promise I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to protect you and your family." A black car pulled into the alleyway, windows so tinted you couldn't even see who was behind the wheel. The person grabbed your hand.

"Come", he said. "Were gonna take you guys somewhere safe. Somewhere they will never find you." Next thing you knew, He was pushing you and Areum into the backseat of the car, hopping into the passenger seat.

"Namjoon? Where the fuck is Jin?" The driver exclaimed. "We got separated at the shootout." He sighed. "Namjoon-"

"Don't worry Yoongi. He's gonna meet us at the safehouse. Hopefully Jimin's there with him."

Yoongi pulls off, taking the long way in order to avoid anyone following him to the safehouse.

"We're in deep shit now."

Thankfully, you guys made it to the safehouse without being followed. To be honest, the safehouse looked like a regular house, except for the many cameras and locks on the door. Not to mention the multiple guys standing in front of the house with rifles in their hands.

"Please explain to me what's going on? What do they want with me and where is my mother?" You yelled at them while Areum took a well-deserved nap.

"I promise we will explain everything. Just wait for the others to get here, please." Yoongi and Namjoon were pacing back and forth. It made you so anxious. It seemed as if they were worried. You weren't sure about what.

Minutes later you heard a car pull in and someone bust through the front door.

"Oh, thank fuck! she's okay. I knew they were going to come today but I didn't think they would be so blatant about it!" That must be Jin, you thought to yourself. Four other men came running in after him, turning their attention to you and Areum. Instinctively, you hide Areum behind you. One of them walked up to you.

"Hey, your safe now. They won't get you here. I promise", he said, holding your hand gently. "We'll keep you safe. We will keep you and Areum safe."

[the-final-sif]

I was thinking about different way the league could try to kidnap Katsuki and thought what if they just adopted him. Like got the paperwork filled it out (using an alias) and just battled the Bakugous for custody. Yeah, they're villians, but the paperwork checks out, and they can provide all necessary essentials, and maybe the Bakugous aren't the best parents.

This idea is extremely funny to me, and so I tried to think of a way it could work out that even kinda makes sense. After talking about it in the discord, I think I figured it out. (Set after USJ & sports festival, but pre-any kidnapping stuff)

We’re going to assume Bad Parents!Bakugous, with the situation being bad enough Katsuki is removed from their custody. The plan was for Aizawa / UA to take custody of him after that.

Only, there’s 1 tiny flaw in that plan. Katsuki’s quirk.

See, Katsuki’s quirk is considered a ‘dangerous’ quirk. 99% of the time this doesn’t matter, but there’s an old law regarding child custody that comes into play with dangerous quirks.

The law basically says that if a child has a ‘dangerous’ quirk, and their removed from their birth family’s custody, other relatives MUST be contacted to see if they are willing + capable of taking custody of the child. Even distant relatives.

Furthermore, if a relative wants the child (and passes a few other criteria), then they are all but guaranteed custody, even if there’s other circumstances that would usually prevent it. If the relative has a similar quirk to the child, that boosts their chances even further / offers extra protections.

The law was created during an earlier period of quirks, when ‘dangerous’ quirks were extremely hard to handle, and usually only family members with similar quirks could do it. It’s not a great law, but nobody’s gotten around to removing it since it doesn’t come into play often.

But of course, Katsuki isn’t so lucky. He has three relatives that have to be contacted and decline custody of him before Aizawa can claim it. He’s never met any of these people, has never had much contact with any extended family, but now he has to wait for them to say no before he can move on with this bullshit.

Two are easy enough, both are great uncles or something similar and live in assisted living facilities. Neither have the interest / capacity for Katsuki.

And then there’s Katsuki’s distant cousin on his dad’s side.

Honestly, it’s such bullshit. The guy went missing ages ago. His whole family was confirmed dead, but apparently the guy himself wasn’t, and since he’s still considered alive, they have to at least try to contact him.

A newspaper ad goes up for “Tenko Shimura”, there’s a 15 day waiting period while the ad runs, and then they should finally be free to move on.

Except, holy shit, turns out the guy isn’t actually dead.

He saw the newspaper ad, and actually calls in out of curiosity.

Katsuki is taken off guard and relieved, because the guy will say no, and then they can finish this, right?

Right?

Only, the guy doesn’t say no.

He doesn’t say yes either, but he asks to be put in contact with Katsuki so he can discuss it.

Katsuki is so done with all of this, but he agrees to talk to the guy hoping to convince him it’s fine for Aizawa / UA to take custody.

Tenko & Katsuki talk on the phone for an hour, and by the end of their first conversation, Tenko isn’t convinced it’s fine and now Katsuki isn’t either.

Because, fuck, the guy actually sounded nice. And nothing he said was wrong either. Tenko was worried about the sports festival (and Katsuki has to admit, hearing an adult express concern for him & tell him what happened to him was bad for the very first time took a weight off his shoulders he hadn’t known he was carrying), he was worried about how UA had handled him so far, and he was worried what would happen if Katsuki didn’t have any outside figures to turn to in the future.

Several long phone calls later, including one between Aizawa & Tenko, and it’s been decided. While Katsuki will be staying at UA and living primarily in the dorms set up for international students (since Tenko lives quite a ways away), custody of him will be going to Tenko.

Aizawa isn’t exactly happy about it, but that law gives Tenko the first claim, and he has to admit that Tenko raises quite a few good points. After having spoken to him at length, Aizawa feels like he has Katsuki’s best interests in mind too.

Paperwork goes through, things are set in motion, and in the meantime, Katsuki keeps calling / texting with Tenko, slowly growing closer to his cousin. Turns out the two have a lot in common.

Tenko also have family issues and was adopted, which is why he appeared to go “missing”. In reality he’s just been living under a different name. His quirk is apparently related to his hands and also considered ‘dangerous’ although he doesn’t like to discuss it, and he and Katsuki are both very blunt people, meaning they get along great.

Finally, everything is said and done, and Katsuki is going to go on a weekend trip up to where Tenko lives to meet him in person for the very first time. He’s given a train station and told he’ll be met there, and he’s honestly kinda excited for it.

Throughout the court case, Aizawa was the only one from UA allowed to have access to all the records / be in contact with Tenko. He couldn’t even discuss things with anyone else.

Now it’s all over though, he’s in the staff room and only half engaged in the current planning session. Mostly focused on his phone / checking in with Katsuki.

Mic teases him about being worried, and Aizawa just mumbles that he’s still kinda unsure of this ‘Shimura’ guy.

All-Might, who is also at this meeting, does a spit take.

It takes several seconds for him to regain himself.

He’s sure he must’ve just misheard though.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I just got confused about something for a moment. What did you say the name of Katsuki's new parent was again?"

 “The guy’s legal name is Tenko Shimura, although he apparently stopped going by that awhile ago, which was why he came up as missing. He responded to a newspaper ad though and was able to verify his identity."

All-Might.exe has stopped working.

It has to be a coincidence. There's no way.

"Tenko... Shimura? His name, uh, well I used to know someone by that name. How old was he again? And why was he chosen?"

Aizawa is a little confused, but still not concerned, he just assumes All-Might happened to know the guy.

"He's 20, which is young to be taking on a kid, but he's properly prepared for. It was the quirk-relation law that set it in stone. Shimura is a distant cousin and has similar quirk to Katsuki, the specifics were a little hazy, but a dangerous hand-related quirk. Why?"

All-Might needs several seconds before he can speak.

“Tenko Shimura is Tomura Shigaraki.”

“... What?”

“Tenko Shimura, that was Tomura Shigaraki’s birth name. That’s- That’s him. There’s nobody else that could be.”

“WHAT?!”

Yeah, so they try to get in contact with Katsuki but it’s too late, Kurogiri already ‘picked him up’ and his phone is not working in the underground area he’s in.

Anyways, so Tomura introduces himself, and Katsuki spends awhile trying to fight him but not really getting anywhere until Tomura is finally able to convince him to let Tomura explain himself.

Katsuki is Upset, but also wants Answers.

Tomura reveals that he never lied, he was Tenko Shimura, and everything he told Katsuki was true. Truths were certainly omitted, but he never lied. And he has no bad intentions towards Katsuki.

He saw the newspaper ad, and having seen what happened at the sports festival, felt compelled to step in. He promises he just wants to be a good guardian.

And Katsuki does not want to believe that. He doesn’t.

Except, at the end of their scheduled time, Tomura just,,,, lets him go. No demands that Katsuki can’t tell anyone what happened, no threats, nothing.

Kurogiri just teleports him back out to some place near UA and bids him goodnight, very pleased to see Tomura taking this seriously & that he now has a grandchild.

Katsuki shows back up at UA, after 12 hours of them searching for him frantically, and he’s just as confused as they are.

Obviously, they try to remove custody from Tomura after that.

Problem: They can’t.

Between the bullshit law from before, and the fact Tomura has never actually been caught / arrested / charged with a crime, they legally cannot remove Katsuki from Tomura’s custody.

He would have to fail as a guardian for Katsuki in order for them to remove him. Until then, he’s got custody.

This is just something they’re going to have to live with.

Katsuki Is So Done.

When he goes into class on Monday, a very excited Kirishima greets him.

"So dude? How did visiting your cousin go? What was he like?"

"You know that guy who attacked us at USJ? The guy with the creepy hands who almost killed Aizawa?" 

“... Uh, yeah?”

“Turns out that’s my cousin.”

"Oh my god! What the hell dude! Are you okay???"

“Unfortunately, yes.”

Welcome to the Katsuki Shimura AU, where Katsuki’s life is weird and Parent-Teacher conferences get fucking awkward.

[btsqualityy]

You know how Namjoon be spilling the beans?! WELL….I can see him doing that when Kinsley was pregnant with Brooklyn. Like Namjoon and Yoongi are doing a Vlive and they are talking about the grandkids as always. One question was “Do you know the gender and/or name of the baby?”

Namjoon being Namjoon was overly excited about their new grandchild and nodded. “It’s a girl and her name will be Brooklyn Alea Kim. I can’t wait to meet her.”

Yoongi just sighs and looks at Namjoon with a head shake. “You’re dead Joon-ah…”

“Oh fuck…I mean shit…I mean…” Namjoon stutters.

Yoongi chuckles. “Well the cars out of the bag….our dear leader will be no more…All give your well wishes to RM…”

“Hyuuuuuung!” RM whines as Namjoons phone right showing Mason calling. “

Yoongi laughs. Better Namjoon than him! He leans to turn off the livestream. “Bye Army…”

Namjoon would be terrified lol No one wants to face the wrath of a pregnant Kinsley 🤣🤣