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carmendeiact2whenplz · 8 months

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Things we don’t know about Old Mondstadt (that Hoyoverse refuses to tell us)

Aka things that haunt me (and probably many other old mondstadt fans)

(keep in mind- not all of these may be entirely unanswerable as of now, some have partial/vague canon answers, while some may have completely canon yet relatively obscure answers)

(for the sake of making things easier to write, i will refer to venti’s dead friend/the nameless bard as “nb” and the red haired warrior as “rhw”, and specifically wisp venti as “wispti”, and i will be referring to the group of wispti, nb, rhw, gunnhildr, and amos (and maybe decarabian too if he’s relevant in that context) as the “old mond gang”)

Note- lots of paragraphs ahead

1- why is nb nameless? does he just… not have a name? does he have a name that he either intentionally or unintentionally kept secret? did he have a name that he used openly and oftenly, but it was forgotten by history as time went on? if anything, did he at least have some sort of nickname people used for him (so we can stop calling him “some nameless guy or smth idk”)?

2- While nb being, well, nameless, may be a bit more justified, what about rhw? did he also have some sort of name? would calling him “ragnvindr” (or similar) be entirely un-canon? did he at the very least have some sort of code name/nickname?

3- what is the timescale of the rebellion? did it take weeks, months, years? decades? how long ago did thoughts of revolution start in old mondstadt? were the people always unhappy, or did old mond use to be a better place?

4- what is nb’s role in the rebellion? did he start it? is he just a leader in general? or is he just there for the moral support? was he on the front lines or in the distance, playing his lyre to rally the troops? is he a strategist? has he ever directly fought anyone on the opposing side?

5- actually, how old is nb anyway? pretty sure most people agree that the rest of the old mond gang are adults (not wispti but like. i’ll touch more on that later), but i’ve seen stories/theories/headcanons about how old nb was (at the time of death) ranging from around 14 to 23 years old- that is not a small range by any means. (according to a poll i made a while ago, 16 was the most common answer on what people thought their age was (my headcanon too), but there was definitely a lot of range in the answers)

6- If Amos and Decarabian’s romantic relationship is so toxic (for lack of a better word), how any why did they get together in the first place? Did amos enter the relationship aware decarabian was against some of the things she wanted most in life? did she enter the relationship purely to try to “fix” him? was he abusive towards her, or was it just a lack of attention/affection/caring about other things more than her? or was it that he never loved her/was attracted to her romantically at all? were they still in a relationship even until the very end, or did they eventually split up when they both knew they would have to fight eachother and that things wouldn’t work out between them?

7- according to the “biography of gunnhildr” book (i think that’s the name), it says they worshipped the wind spirit barbatos and treated it like a deity, while other sources say wispti was nameless and was like. just kinda there. is one of them the truth, or both, or neither?

8- does wispti have arms and/or legs of any kind? can he talk/communicate with people? if so, how does he go about doing so?

9- it’s implied in “a drunkard’s tale” (an ingame book) that the wind spirit that transformed into a fox and helped create wine is the same wind spirit as well. wispti. if that means wispti can shapeshift, to what extent can he do it? can he even become a human/humanoid (not to the same detail and/or time extent that modern venti/barbatos can do so but still)? if so, how does that impact his relationship with nb and/or the rest of the old mond gang?

10- how long did the members of the old mond gang know eachother? did most of them meet in relation to the rebellion, or did some of them know eachother before they got to that point?

11- what is the order of events between amos dying, nb dying, decarabian dying, barbatos getting the gnosis, barbatos taking nb’s form, the end of the fighting, and rhw leaving/abandoning (for lack of better words) everyone? how much time took place between all those happening?

12- what exactly are the purposes of the tower? is it just a living space/government building for decarabian and amos, or is there more to it? did other people live in the tower too? if the circular ruins/symbols seen in the tower present-day were also there back then, why and how are they there? are the light actuators in the tower related to anything involving decarabian’s power/immortality and/or the storm wall?

13- how impenetrable is the storm wall, really? is everything restricted from going in or out, or are some people able to move freely? what is the immigration/emigration rate of the city? how often are things imported and exported? does the wall have any intended purpose other than for keeping the blizzard out?

14- how did amos get her bow? why is it so (hypothetically) powerful? where did she get it and how did it “retain its power” to this day?

15- how “old” is wispti? he could theoretically be any “age” between “manifesting into existence shortly before his first interaction with nb” and 14 billion years old/as old as time itself(and you thought nb’s theoretical age range was large.) how much did wispti truly know before getting involved with the rebellion? was he technically a toddler (in terms of knowledge/mentality), or does he actually have thousands of years of knowledge?

16- to what extent did the imunlaukr (i probably spelled that wrong) and lawrence clans participate in the old mondstadt rebellion? were they involved at all? should the old mond gang be eventually expanded to include more people? (lawrence, venerare, etc)

17- HOW DID DECARABIAN LOOK LIKE? HOYOVERSE PLEASE. IF YOU WONT GIVE US HIS FULLBODY DESIGN WITH MULTIPLE POSES AND FACIAL EXPRESSIONS AT LEAST GIVE US SOME CRUMBS ABOUT HIS APPEARANCE (how tall he was, hair color, outfit style, special accessories he wore, weapons he used, etc)

18- what is the relationship of the old mond game to eachother? were they friends? found family? or were things far more complicated than that? (and what was their reaction to knowing amos, one of their biggest allies, was also the lover/partner of their (the old mond gang’s) enemy?

19- did some of the genshin weapons with lore relations to old mondstadt actually get used during old mondstadt? (aka did nb get to use freedom-sworn as an actual combat weapon)

I probably left out a lot of things so i may go back later to edit, but there are just. SO many things hoyoverse keeps behind the lore basement. If anyone would like to add onto this list, or provide personal headcanons and/or canon answers to the things mentioned here, i highly reccomend doing so.

@honorary-fool @amarisrosalette @gierosajie @lanternlightss @arson-n-quwubilder @littleblueberryartist @lilyandthegenshinbrainrot @elysianheresy

@goyayato @lordofthetower @nellfe-the-feral-creature @thatonenerdinyourclassroom

@yume-shirokuro

(if anyone tagged would not like to be tagged, please let me know)

#old mondstadt #genshin impact #genshin theories #nameless bard #venti #wispti #wisp venti #redhaired warrior #amos #amos genshin impact #gunnhildr #decarabian #writing prompts

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waltfrasescazadordepalabras · 2 months

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El amor es...: 1. El amor es cuando sales a comer y el otro te da sus papas fritas porque sabe que te gustan mucho (Santiago, 6 años) 2. Cuando la abuela tenía artritis y no podía ponerse más el esmalte de uñas y el abuelo lo hacía por ella, aunque tenía artritis también, este es el amor (Rebeca, 8 años) 3. El amor es cuando la chica se pone el perfume, y al chico le encanta ese aroma y no deja de olfatear (Martha, 5 años) 4. El amor es la primera cosa que se siente, antes de que llegue la maldad (Carlitos, 5 años) 5. El amor es cuando alguien te hace daño y tú estás muy enojado, pero no gritas por no hacerlo llorar (Susi, 5 años) 6. El amor es esa cosa que nos hace sonreír cuando estamos cansados (Pepe, 4 años) 7. El amor es cuando mamá hace el café para papá y lo prueba primero para asegurarse de que este bueno (Dany, 7 años) 8. El amor es cuando mami da el pedazo de pollo más rico (Elena, 5 años) 9. El amor es cuando mi perro me lame la cara, aunque lo he dejado solo todo el día (Ana, 4 años) 10.Nunca hay que decir "te amo" si no es verdad... pero si es verdad hay que decirlo muchas veces, porque las personas olvidan (Montse, 8 años)

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wordsbyrian · 1 year

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Babysitting - Alexia Putellas x Reader

A/N: Multiple people requested a sequel to Good with Kids. Then yesterday I told @wosobot that I would post in exchange for a place on her panini team.

Summary: R and Alexia spend the day babysitting R's niece (but bffr they're practically married so it's Alexia's niece too)

It doesn’t matter what you do for work, everyone looks forward to having days off.

Unfortunately for you, your job as a professional footballer means that for you, actual days off are few and far between. Even on days when you don’t have practice or a game, you find yourself being dragged by your agent from photoshoot to interview and back again.

And yet somehow, today on your day off, you find yourself on babysitting duty, having been suckered into taking your niece to see Barcelona’s men's team play.

Not the worst thing in the world, much better than photoshoots, but you would much rather stay here in bed all day.

Unfortunately, that plan is ruined by your girlfriend’s need to open the blinds and let light into your shared bedroom.

Groaning, you roll over, attempting to bury yourself further under the covers and away from the offending light. You’re stopped when the blanket is tugged from your grasp, exposing your body to the cold morning air.

“No, amor, por favor,” you whine, blindly reaching for the blanket.

“It’s time to get up,” she says, not giving in to your pleas.

“It’s my day off.”

“Si, and you promised to pick Valeria up at 11. It’s already 9:30.”

“That’s plenty of time,” you respond, rolling over to look at her and once again making grabby hands for the blanket. “Give it back please.”

Alexia just raises an eyebrow at you before dropping the offending item to the ground and leaving the room.

“Mujer malvada,” you mutter under your breath before climbing out of bed.

Making your way to the kitchen, you’re unsurprised to see Ale already sitting at the counter holding a cup of coffee and scrolling through her phone.

“What do you want to eat,” you ask, already beginning to search through the fridge to see what you could put together.

“I don’t really have time, Josep is going to be here in 10 minutes,” she tells you.

“I can have a breakfast burrito in your hand in 8,” you say, already beginning to pull out the necessary supplies.

Exactly 8 minutes later, just as you promised, you're handing her a burrito wrapped in foil, and almost simultaneously her phone rings, presumably Josep telling her he’s outside.

Rolling your eyes, you reach behind you and grab a second burrito, similarly wrapped.

“That’s for Josep,” you tell her, handing it over, “Text me when you're finished, Vali and I will come to get you so we can eat before going to the game.”

“Thank you,” Alexia says, leaning over to kiss you. “ Te amo, I’ll see you later.”

“Love you too.” An hour later, you're rushing out of your apartment, phone pressed to your ear as you try to lock the door.

“Yes, Chimo, I know what time I said I was going to be there,” you say, interrupting yourself with a slight a-ha of success as you get the door locked. “But I also know that no one expects me to be on time for anything.”

You roll your eyes as your brother begins his rant about how you’ll need to grow up eventually.

“I’ll become responsible when I stop playing a kid's games for money,” you tell him. “I’ll be there in 10. Make sure my kid is ready to go.”

“Pretty sure Valeria is my child, not yours.”

“Not today. You can have her back at the end of the game.”

“Y/N,” he says, in a warning tone.

“Joaquim,” you mock.

“Please feed my daughter something other than junk food today.”

“Not your daughter today. See you in a bit.”

You’re at Chimo’s mother-in-law’s house at exactly the, new, time you said you would be.

Within 5 minutes, you begin to realize precisely what you’ve gotten yourself into.

By the time you're waiting in a parking lot for Alexia, you’ve made a million and one stops, spending money at just about every one.

So now, leaning against the car while Vali takes a nap in the backseat, it feels like you can finally catch your breath.

Your sense of serenity is broken, but instantly regained, by the sound of someone familiar calling your name.

Looking up you're unsurprised to see your girlfriend walking towards you.

“Hola, mi reina. How was your day,” you ask when she gets close enough.

You get an eye roll in response before Alexia answers with words.

“Waste of time,” she says. “What’d you two get up to?”

“Well, I’m pretty sure we emptied my bank account,” you tell her, earning a laugh. “Vali wants to tell you about it at lunch.”

“Well, she’s a better storyteller than you are anyway,” she says, stepping away from you to make her way to the passenger seat.

“Rude,” you respond, watching her, “I like your pants by the way.”

“You like the sight of my butt in these pants you mean.”

“That too.”

The ride to the restaurant isn’t a very long one but it feels even shorter with the way it’s easy for you to focus on the sound of Alexia’s voice and Valeria’s soft snores in the backseat.

The second you park the car a couple of blocks away from the restaurant it's like the kindergartener had never been asleep at all. She practically jumps out of the car before tugging you and Ale down the street while talking a mile a minute.

Once seated she recounts your day out.

“First, Tia was late picking me up,” Vali explains, earning you a glare from your girlfriend. “But she bought me an ice cream to make up for it.”

“Oh really, ice cream before lunch? Does your papa know?”

“No, but Tia said that when he asks I’m supposed to remind him, he's not the boss of her.”

Another hard stare from Alecia but you don’t do anything but shrug in response, smirking a little when she sighs and shakes her head at you.

Turning her attention back to Valeria, Alexia speaks again, “I wouldn’t listen to your tia this time, nenita, it might get you in trouble.”

“Si?”

“Si. Now, why don’t you tell me about all the other places you went to.”

Valeria instantly perks up before launching into her spiel.

“After we got ice cream, we went to the Lego store in the mall and we got soooo many legos,” she says, practically vibrating in her seat. “We even made figurines that look like all of us! Then we had to go into a couple of boring clothes stores because that was one of the reasons my mom let me come out today.”

“Hey,” you say, interrupting her, “Your mama isn’t in charge of me either.”

“Are you sure,” your niece asks, “Because we did everything she said we had to do.”

“That’s a coincidence,” you respond while rubbing the back of your neck.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Alexia attempting to hold back her laughter from her place seated next to Valeria, the little girl struggling to hold back her own giggles.

Taking offense to this, you glare at both of them before continuing to speak.

“Just be quiet and eat your food. Both of you.”

That obviously does nothing to get them to stop laughing at you, so you take your own instructions and turn your attention back to the plate in front of you.

By the time you leave the restaurant, it seems like your niece has more energy than ever while you feel the need to take a serious nap.

After a quick stop at the car to let Vali change into her Barça jersey and grab the jacket that she will definitely need by the end of the night, the three of you begin the walk to Camp Nou.

The walk to the stadium is quick, so you're fine with letting Valeria run, skip, and jump ahead of you and Ale, occasionally calling her back when she begins to get too far.

Unfortunately, the short walk isn't as peaceful as it could be because you and Alexia find yourselves being approached multiple times by fans asking for photos and autographs.

You do take a few but eventually, you make your way inside and to the box where some of your teammates and club officials are mingling while waiting for kick-off.

You do your best to greet and talk to everyone but it's a little difficult with Valeria attached to your leg (and eventually in your arms once you give in to her whining) the child is suddenly more shy than you've ever seen her.

The clinginess lasts for a while and you’re unsurprised when she plops directly into your lap once you’ve taken your seat.

You don't mind too much, using the opportunity to calmly explain the action of the game to her in a way that's easy for her to understand.

It goes smoothly for the first 30 minutes but then Patri and Pina begin ‘sneaking’ her candy and treats when they think you aren’t paying attention. So you are then stuck with a squirmy little kid on your lap.

By half-time, you need a snack of your own and your legs need a break so you make her stand up so that you could get to your own feet.

Motioning for her to sit back down you begin to walk off only to feel a tug on the back of your shirt.

“What's up pulguita,” you ask, turning around and leaning down.

“Where are you going,” she questions, pouting up at you.

“Gonna take a walk and find a good snack, I was gonna ask what you wanted but you’ve just had a team of people trying to fill you up on candy.”

“You’re gonna leave me here?”

“Do you need to use the restroom?”

“No.”

“Then you’ll be alright, Vali.”

That apparently isn’t very reassuring to the young girl because she continues staring at you but now her lower lip is quivering.

Rolling your eyes and sighing deeply, you pick Vali up under her arms and carry her the few steps to where Alexia is sitting (Patri and Pina had forced her to switch seats for their candy plot).

Standing in front of your girlfriend, you carefully place the child in her lap and take a step back.

When you receive a questioning look you sigh once again and say, “I need 5 minutes to move without her attached to my leg.”

That gets a few laughs from your teammates who are close enough to hear but Alexia just nods giving you the go-ahead, readjusting your niece on her lap.

Exactly 5 minutes later you’re walking back to your seat only to see Mapi in it. Scanning the row, you spot the empty one by Alexia, which you immediately plop yourself into.

“Sup,” you say only to be immediately shushed as she motions to Valeria who is sleeping soundly despite the noise of the crowd.

“How,” you begin to ask only to be shushed again.

Rolling your eyes, you settle more fully into the seat while letting one of your arms wrap around her shoulders, prepared to watch the second health of the game.

It’s a boring one, with neither team scoring and the score remaining nil-nil through 90 minutes.

When it’s all said and done, you're hit with the realization that you're going to have to carry 40 pounds of dead weight back to the car as your niece shows no signs of stirring.

For what must be the hundredth time today, you sigh before bending over and taking Valeria into your arms.

Once you have her settled, you reach out your free hand for Alexia to hold as the two of you say your goodbyes before making your way out of the stadium and to your parked car.

Throughout the entirety of the walk, you’re acutely aware of the fans taking photos of you all but you pay them no real attention this time, only briefly letting go of your girlfriend’s hand so you can cover Valeria’s head more fully with the hood of her jacket.

There’s no need for her face to be plastered all over the internet, she didn’t sign up for this.

Once you’re all in the car, you’re not surprised when ALe pulls out her phone and begins to scroll casually running her fingers across the knuckles of the head you have placed on her thigh.

“Amor,” she says suddenly.

“Hmm?”

“Have you seen this?”

“I think my phone’s dead,” you say, quickly glancing over at her. “Que pasa?”

“They’ve already started posting pictures of us at the game.”

“Vale.”

“Vale?”

“Si, vale.”

“That’s all you have to say,” she asks.

“Do you want me to say something else?”

“Yes.”

“Alright then,” you say seriously, “Are they good pictures? How does my hair look?”

“Y/N/N.”

“Amor, it’s not like people don’t know that we’re dating,” you tell her calmly. “They also know that pulguita comes with me sometimes, it’s all okay, everything’s okay.”

“So it’s fine then.”

“Yup,” you respond, making the turn into your brother’s neighborhood. “The only thing left to do is carry Vali and all her stuff to her room”

“I’ll take the bags.”

“How did I know you were going to say that?”

“Because you’re not as dumb as you look,” Alexia says affectionately.

#woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso x reader #espwnt x reader #espwnt imagine #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas

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listography · 11 months

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GREATEST WOMEN IN MUSIC OF THE 90s

1. Madonna

2. Mariah Carey

3. Janet Jackson

4. Alanis Morisette

5. Björk

6. Gwen Stefani

7. Missy Elliott

8. Spice Girls

9. Lauryn Hill

10. Tori Amos

#madonna #mariah carey #janet jackson #alanis morissette #bjork #björk #gwen stefani #no doubt #missy elliott #spice girls #lauryn hill #tori amos #women in music #90s music #90s nostalgia #90s #90s aesthetic

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janeyseymour · 5 months

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La Cosa Nostra- pt 13

(co-written with @schemmentis): Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12.

Summary: You and your wife spend some much needed time together, only for it to go up in flames.

WC: ~2.5k

When Melissa comes in, she finds you with both arms wrapped around your girls, them curled into your sides. She sees the tracks of the tears that had been pouring down your face earlier in the night, the pout of your bottom lip, the way that even in sleep and holding your girls you seem to be in distress.

Melissa quietly gets ready for bed before slipping in between the sheets. Rosie gladly curls up to her when she gently shifts her to her chest so she can shuffle closer to you. The hand not resting on a small back reaches, the backs of her fingers lightly caressing your cheek, imagining she can wipe the now dried tears away from you. “Ti amo, vita mia.” She whispers in the dark of the bedroom.

You blink awake in the dark a few hours later. Your girls are still softly sleeping. You roll over and nearly start crying again when you see your wife asleep and holding Rosie. You knew she would be home, eventually. Still, seeing her is a relief. You curl in closer to her as you close your eyes again. Maybe you can get an hour or two of actual good sleep now that Melissa is here. Before your girls try to pry your eyes open again.

You somehow manage to wake before either of your girls, or your wife. You convince half awake twins to settle for kissing Melissa's cheek and whispering good morning before you get up and get them breakfast. You don't even have to remind them to be quiet when they go back to do the same to say goodbye before taking them to school. You know they miss her, even after only one late night. You do too. But you'd hate to take any more rest from her.

You hug the girls goodbye at school and are walking across the lot back to your car when your phone rings. Your brow furrows. Your phone hasn't rung since you were taken off the salon. You tug it from your pocket, your confusion growing at Tony's name on the screen.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Y/N. Could you come down to the salon? It's kind of important.”

“Isn't all that your job now, Tony?” You all but sneer.

“Look, we gotta talk about some of the financials. So I need you to help me sort it out, alright?”

You roll your eyes. “I'll be there in a minute.” You reluctantly agree, hanging up before Tony can say anything else.

Despite you not being a part of the operation anymore, you still step through the back entrance of the salon. Tony wants to call you in? Then you're going to come in at the business end of it.

You stop halfway down the hall at the door of the back office being open. When it was you; you never left it open and unlocked. Too many important things were kept there. You glance inside, raising an eyebrow at the near emptiness of the office. The file cabinets are gone, and so is everything from on top of the desk. The room is empty aside from that desk in the middle of it.

“There you are.” Tony says as he turns down the hall. “C’mon.” He tugs you lightly by the arm into the office, shutting the door behind him.

“Quite the rearrangement, Tony.” You comment, putting your hands in your pockets as you pace around the desk. “What's goin’ on, huh? What'd you suddenly need me for?”

“The ledger.” Tony says, cutting to the chase. “We need the ledger for the other business.”

You look at Tony, head turning to the side. We? You think to yourself as you study him. Suddenly it's we. And you're not a part of that we. “No.” You finally say.

“What?? What d’you mean no? Look, Y/N, my ass is on the line now, and we need that ledger that you have to have.”

“Oh, I have it.” You say. For all intents and purposes, you do. Only you and your wife know where it is. “I just ain't giving it to you. Tell whoever you're answerin’ to that if they want it; they better talk to me directly. ‘Cause I ain't trustin’ it with you, Tony. I wouldn't have trusted you to balance the cash register drawer.”

He goes to argue, but your phone ringing interrupts him. You roll your eyes at him as you leave, answering it.

“Hello?”

“Babe, where are you? Why didn’t you wake me?” your wife nearly shouts into the phone. “I just woke up!”

“Honey, you needed the sleep,” you tell her softly.

“What I needed was to see my girls off to school and to check on my wife before heading into work- on time!”

Her shouting at you makes you tear up all over again as you slam the door to your car. “I’m sorry. I’ll come pick you-”

“Don’t even bother,” Melissa huffs. “I’ll walk the few blocks.” And then she hangs up on you.

Your heart nearly shatters in your chest, and your eyes instantly well up with more tears that threaten to spill over. “Mel,” you whisper out softly.

You do still drive the way to her work, and when you get there, she’s just storming in. It’s clear she’s on a warpath as she slams the back door and throws her bag on the chair in the office. You step in a few seconds later, sending a sympathetic look at Valentina; she looks horrified.

“Mel,” you whisper as you wrap your arms around her waist, trying to stop her anger. She just shrugs you off. “Mel, please.” Your voice breaks as your heart actually does shatter this time.

She turns around at the hiccup in your voice, and there’s a fire in her eyes that dies out as soon as she sees the redness in your eyes and the tears that are there.

“Mi amore,” she whispers as she pulls you in.

“Mel, I- I’m sorry,” you whisper. “I’m so sorry I didn’t wake you this-”

“Hey,” she hushes you gently. “Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry I got so frustrated and yelled. I just… this all has me stressed to the max, and I took it out on you. I’m sorry.”

You cry into her shoulder, and your wife is quick to kick the door shut with her heeled foot. You cry just as harshly and abrasively as you did last night, although this time you don’t have to stifle the sobs that come bubbling out of your body.

“Honey,” she whispers as she rubs your back soothingly. “Baby.”

“I- I don’t even know,” you continue to shake with the sobs that rack through your body.

It takes you much longer to calm down than she hopes. But eventually she does, and after checking her progress on the ledger, she ushers you out of the building. She shouts to Valentina that she’s in charge, at least for this morning, and if someone comes in with an envelope full of money to just leave it on her desk.

“Melissa, you can stay,” you whisper as you wipe at your nose with your sleeve. “I’ll be- I’ll be fine.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Melissa answers, leading you to the passenger side of your car. “If anything big goes on; Val will call me. Right now, you’re more important, amore.” She squeezes the hand she’s been leading you out by lightly, her head nodding for you to get in.

It’s only once you do that she closes the door for you before rounding the car and sliding into the driver’s seat. She reclaims your hand once you’ve buckled your seatbelt, kissing your knuckles as she pulls out of the parking lot.

“You really could have stayed.” You say quietly.

She squeezes your hand again, glancing away from the road just long enough to raise an eyebrow at you before looking back. “I’m not gonna leave ya when you’re clearly not okay. And don’t go saying you’re fine. I know when you’re lyin’, remember?”

You sigh, leaning back in your seat for the short drive back to your home. “I’m just…over emotional with all the changes. It’ll pass. I’ll be fine.”

“You’ll be fine, that much is true.” Mel agrees though she keeps a hold of your hand held in her lap. “But I’m not going to just expect this to pass. It’s been a lot lately, yeah. But it ain’t like you to just…” She sighs, without finishing. “You’re gonna tell me ya weren’t this way last night, too? Before I got home?” She asks softly instead, her thumb gently passing repeatedly over your knuckles.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Melissa nods, with a half grin on her face. “Which just means yes.” She says. “This is more than just everythin’ goin’ on- even if it has been a lot lately. For right now, stop tryin’ to fight me on stayin’ home, and consider talkin’ to me and lettin’ me help instead, huh?”

You don’t say anything else on the rest of the short drive. Instead, you consider everything over in your mind. As if you haven’t already a hundred times. By the time you’re following Melissa into the house, you could have another anxiety breakdown without much push.

You gladly slip into her side on your couch, her arms that had been held out in invitation instantly wrap around you. You sigh, though you don’t begin crying again. You return your wife’s embrace equally, clinging to her as much as you’re curling up to her side.

“Talk to me, tesoro.” Melissa repeats quietly, kissing your temple as she holds you close.

“Did Sammy tell you I almost turned myself in the other week? When they had you in the station?” You can guess her answer before she gives it based on how you feel her briefly freeze against you.

“No.” Melissa finally answers, one of her hands gently rubbing across your shoulders. “He didn’t. Probably ‘cause he already knew I was seconds away from tearin’ somebody to shreds that day. You really almost did?”

You nod, sniffling slightly. “I just…didn’t know what else to do. All this pressure on us and then gettin’ you so involved….them tearing apart Twelve Tables… God, that was as bad as watching somebody beat you, Mel. It’s like the same thing. You worked so hard for it and they ruined it because of me and—”

“Shh,” Melissa murmurs, tugging you into her lap to hug you even tighter. “None of it’s because of you, amore. We talked about all this plenty before we got serious, didn’t we? Then all over again before we got married? Don’t go actin’ like I’m some innocent little housewife over here, huh? You treat me better than that. You treat me like your partner, your equal, in everything. Includin’ all this. I knew what we were gettin’ into when we started, baby. We both did.”

“I know,” you mumble into her side. “But now... it’s so much more than just us and the business. We have your restaurant now. We have the girls now. The only thing that stopped me from turning myself in was the girls. I- I couldn't turn myself in and miss everything for the next ten to twenty years... the teen years, graduating and sending them off to college, high school boy or girl drama... potential grandbabies.”

“If either of them has a baby before they’re twenty, we are going to have problems,” Melissa chuckles lightly.

“Well... if I wasn’t there, you know that data shows kids with one absent parent statistically are more likely to fall into...”

“Not our girls,” your wife states firmly. “If anything happens to one of us, I have full faith that those girls will stay on the right track because of whoever is left with them.”

You just sigh into her, inhaling the scent of the perfume that she has on. You take a few shaky breaths, tears threatening to spill over again. They don’t though. You have your anchor right now.

“What do you need right now?” your wife asks you gently, once your breathing becomes more regulated. “Comfort, a solution, or to just... sit in the shit together?”

You shrug against her, and she only kisses your head as a response. You end up falling asleep, and when you wake up, Melissa is no longer next to you. In fact, the only reason you wake up is because your two tiny terrors are jumping on the couch next to you despite your wife’s quiet protests.

“Girls, let Mam sleep,” you can hear the redhead sigh as she drops their backpacks at the door.

“We are!” Rosie protests. “We just want to cuddle her and make her feel better after last night!”

Your response is to pull them both close to your chest with a soft sigh as you keep your eyes closed. “Mam needs some Cat and Rosie snuggles.”

“‘See?” Cat tells your wife pointedly. “Mam needs us!”

You hear Melissa’s low chuckle before she exhales quietly. “Is Mam going to be okay if I head to the restaurant?”

“Can we come with you?!” Rosie asks. “I miss Auntie Val.”

“Stay with Mam,” you tell them gently as you pull them further into your lap. “Cuddles, some pizza, and-”

“I only like the Pizza that Vince makes at the restaurant,” Cat tells you.

“We can order takeout from Mommy’s restaurant then,” you try to placate.

“Why can’t we just go there?” Rosie whines out as she tries to break free from your hold. For such a small little thing, she sure is strong. She ends up getting out of your restraint, and she’s quick to put her shoes on and grab her backpack before taking hold of Melissa’s hand.

“Girls, why don’t you... go grab some coloring sheets and crayons from the basement?” your wife suggests. They run off.

“They are not going to the restaurant now that it’s the front,” you tell her.

When you expect your wife to agree, she merely shrugs. “There are usually other kids with their parents, and the guys drop off in the back.”

“Melissa!” you say sternly. “My girls are not going to a front!”

“They are our girls,” she tells you firmly. “And I think... I think that if they’re at the restaurant, and the Feds show up, having the girls there will help fool them into thinking we aren’t up to anything.”

“Melissa.”

She just shrugs. “You want them off our backs? I think this is the best way to get them off our backs.”

You go to protest her idea again, but the girls come running back with new boxes of crayons and a multitude of coloring sheets in their hands.

“Come on, sweet things,” she says softly. “We can all go to Twelve Tables.” The redhead takes both of their hands, grabs their backpacks, and leads them out the door. You fume as you follow behind her. You can’t believe she would go against your wishes and make such a big decision on her own.

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luuuucas · 5 months

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My favourite parts of the China Grand Prix

1- The Alonso comeback in the last laps (padre)

2- Nico being an absolute simp

3- “I hope we’re not interrupting your Instagramming Nico”

4- Hamilton from 18 to 9 even tho the car was not working well

5- Ricciardo making it to the points at some point around the middle of the race

6- Nico comparing Carlos and Charles to him and Lewis CRAZY 🙉

7- Bottas after being picked up; he looks like a lady driving around Rome w a Vespa and her lover

8- Max thinking Charles was gonna finish p3

9- Zhou crying while seeing the crowd

10- Oscar finishing good even tho they fucked his car with the crash

11- The crash was also cinematic

12- ALONSO Mi padre loco lo amo

13- Hulkenberg p10

14- Alonso passing Ocon “you passed Ocon?” “What like is hard?”

15- Ferrari pulling all the alphabet plan and yet not making it to the podium.

16- Charles talking about Leo

17- Not to mention Lando. He did amazing keeping Checo behind 💪

#formula 1 #f1 #ferrari #charles leclerc #cl16 #zhou guanyu #china gp 2024 #china gp #max verstappen #lando norris #oscar piastri #checo perez #nico rosberg #nico absolute menace rosberg #lewis hamilton #brocedes

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soloen · 5 months

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Preguntas Muy Interesantes📚

1. Piensa en la última persona que te dijo “Te amo” ¿Crees que en verdad lo sentía?

2. ¿Saldrías con alguien de 18 años teniendo la edad que tienes ahora?

3. ¿Cuándo fue la última vez que estuviste enojado y feliz al mismo tiempo?

4. ¿Le sonreirías a un(a) extraño(a)?

5. ¿Hay alguien a quien le moleste que salgas/hables con una persona?

6. ¿Hoy escuchaste una canción que te recuerde a alguien?

7. ¿Qué estas vistiendo en este momento?

8. ¿Qué tan seguido escuchas música?

9. ¿Usas mas jeans o shorts?

10. ¿Crees que tu vida va a cambiar dramáticamente antes del 2013?

11. ¿Eres una persona social o antisocial?

12. ¿Has besado a alguien cuyo nombre empiece con la letra “A”?

13. ¿Y con la “J”?

14. ¿Sabes manejar?

15. ¿Te importa que las personas hablen mal de ti?

16. ¿Vas a salir de la ciudad próximamente?

17. ¿Cuándo fue la última vez que lloraste?

18. ¿Le has dicho a alguna persona que la amas?

19. Si pudieras cambiar tu color de ojos, ¿Lo harías?

20. ¿Existe alguien que te guste por quien harías absolutamente todo?

21. Nombra algo que no te guste de este día.

22. ¿Crees que es tierno cuando te besan en la frente?

23. ¿Quién fue la última persona con la que hablaste?

24. ¿En dónde estás en este momento?

25. ¿Hay alguien que te diga frecuentemente (sin contar la familia) que te ama?

26. ¿Alguna vez has querido a alguien que no puedes tener?

27. ¿Quién fue la última persona con quien hablaste antes de dormir?

28. ¿Te enfermas seguido?

29. ¿De dónde es la playera que estás usando en este momento?

30. ¿Alguien te odia?

31. ¿Tienes botellas de alcohol escondidas en tu cuarto?

32. ¿Te gustan las películas de terror?

33. ¿Quieres perforarte la lengua?

34. Si tuvieras que eliminar un año de tu vida, ¿Cuál sería?

35. ¿Soñaste anoche?

36. ¿Cuándo fue la última vez que le dijiste a alguien que la/lo amabas?

37. ¿Crees estar casado(a) en 5 años?

38. ¿Crees gustarle a alguien?

39. ¿Crees que alguien esté pensando en ti en este momento?

40. ¿Tuviste un buen día ayer?

41. ¿Estabas en una relación hace dos meses?

42. ¿En las próximas 48 horas, vas a salir con alguna chica?

43. ¿Alguien te ha dicho que no quiere perderte nunca?

44. ¿Qué es la mejor parte de la escuela?

45. ¿Tienes fotos tuyas en tumblr?

46. ¿Mensajeas en clase?

47. ¿Revives cosas que ya pasaron una y otra vez en tu cabeza?

48. ¿Eras soltero(a) el verano pasado?

49. ¿Tu vida se parece a como era hace dos años?

50. ¿Qué se supone que debes estar haciendo en este momento?

51. ¿Odias a la última persona con quien hablaste?

52. ¿Eres amigable con todos?

53. ¿Algyuna vez te ha gustado alguien que jamás esperaste te iba a gustar?

54. ¿Crees poder estar en una relación por 6 meses y ser fiel?

55. ¿Eres bueno(a) escondiendo tus sentimientos?

56. ¿Crees que te gusta alguien?

57. ¿Has besado a alguien cuyo nombre empiece con “R”?

58. ¿Prefieres amigos hombres o mujeres?

59. ¿Alguno de tus amigos te ha visto llorar?

60. ¿Odias a alguien?

61. ¿Cómo está tu corazón?

62. ¿Hay algo en tu pasado de lo que detestes hablar?

63. ¿Has llorado por una chica?

64. ¿Quién probablemente está hablando mal de ti en este momento?

65. ¿Te pintas las uñas?

66. ¿Te han robado un beso?

67. Las chicas aman cuando sus novios lloran, ¿Verdad?

68. Se te han caído los pantalones en público?

69. ¿Quién fue la última persona con la que hablaste por telefono?

70. ¿Cómo luces en este momento?

71. ¿Tienes alguien con quien puedas ser completamente tú?

72. ¿Te puedes comprometer a una sola persona?

73. ¿Tienes a alguien del sexo opuesto a quien le puedas contar todo?

74. ¿Alguna vez te has sentido reemplazado?

75. ¿Te despiertas molesto(a)?

76. ¿Eres celoso(a)?

77. ¿Crees que las relaciones valen la pena?

78. ¿Estás alejandote de alguien?

79. ¿Quieres ver a alguien en este momento?

80. Menciona algo que tienes que hacer mañana.

81. La última persona que te vio llorar.

82. ¿Hay alguien que nunca vas a olvidar?

83. ¿Crees que la persona por la que tienes sentiemientos, es celosa?

84. Si la persona con la que quieres estar, estuviera aquí contigo, ¿Qué estarían haciendo?

85. ¿Superaste tu pasado?

86. ¿Alguna vez te ha gustado tu mejor amigo(a)?

87. ¿Hay alguien que sepa un secreto enorme sobre ti?

88. ¿Si tu primer amor tocara a tu puerta, pidiendo disculpas y con regalos, que harías?

89. La última persona que besaste llega a tu puerta a las 3am, ¿La dejas pasar?

90. ¿Alguna vez te ha gustado alguien que tus amigos odiaran?

91. ¿Estarás en una relación en dos meses?

92. ¿Conoces a alguien que se llame Miguel?

93. ¿Has besado a alguien llamado Mariana?

94. ¿Estabas en una relacion en Abril?

95. ¿Eras feliz con la persona que te gustaba en Marzo?

96. No mientas, ¿la última persona que llamaste por telefono era atractiva?

97. ¿Qué dice el último mensaje recibido en tu celular?

98. ¿Si la persona que te gusta te dijera que le gusta alguien más, que le dirías?

99. ¿Has besado a alguien mayor que tú?

100. ¿Cuándo cumples años?

101. Una canción.

102. ¿Alguien te ha hecho sentir ‘mariposas’ en el estómago?

. Igual nadie me pregunta

#preguntas #pregunta #duda #respuesta

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girlbloggercher · 7 months

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how to read the Bible

this is in order!

1. John

2. Mark

3. Matthew

4. Luke

5. Genesis

6. Exodus

7. Leviticus

8. Numbers

9. Dueteronomy

10. Romans

11. Galatians

12. Colossians

13. Proverbs

14. Ecclesiastes

15. Job

16. 1 Peter

17. 1 Corinthians

18. 2 Corinthians

19. Ephesians

20. Philippians

21. 1 Thessalonians

22. 2 Thessalonians

23. 1 Timothy

24. 2 Timothy

25. James

26. 2 Peter

27. 1 John

28. 2 John

29. 3 John

30. Jude

31. Psalms

32. Joshua

33. Judges

34. 1 Samuel

35. 2 Samuel

36. 1 Kings

37. 2 Kings

38. 1 Chronicles

39. 2 Chronicles

40. Ezra

41. Nehemiah

42. Jeremiah

43. Lamentations

44. Ezekiel

45. Joel

46. Amos

47. Obadiah

48. Nahum

49. Habakkuk

50. Zephaniah

51. Haggai

52. Zechariah

53. Malachi

54. Micah

55. Hosea

56. Luke

57. Esther

58. Jonah

59. Song of Solomon

60. Acts

61. Titus

62. Philemon

63. Hebrew

64. Isaiah

65. Daniel

66. Revelation

#that girl #wonyoungism #clean girl #glow up #coquette #health and wellness #christianity

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skirlts · 1 year

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★ . . . meme bios / bio p doentes igual eu pt2

1. Oi, Pra Quem Não Me Conhece Sou A Triz Tenho 16 Anos NUNCA beijei NUNCA Namorei Sou bem FEIA As Mulher Não Gosta De Mim E EU Tremo Quando Vejo Mulher Bonita E QUANDO é Mulher Bonita e Peituda As Vezes Eu Me Cago Kkkk É Essa so EU

2. gente so eu que

3. maluca doente psicopata obsessiva favor tomar cuidado

4. sera que esse homem famoso velho inalcancavel casado com 2 filhos eh gostoso mesmo ou so me faltou um pouquinho de amor paterno na infancia ??

5. eu e raluca em uma disputa acirrada p ver qm eh mais doente fora da casinha

6. sou totalmente AMARGURADA sem nocao

7. eu sou um belo um belo homem doente

8. antes de falar da vivi pense bem se voce tem amor a sua vida pois farei dela um inferno

9. AMO espalhar fake news hate e odio gratuito

10. oi cachorra lembra que voce falo mal da chuu ?? pois eh sua mae ta aq comigo e queria te dar um recadinho

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Marauders in the Riordanverse

(I’m bored and I randomly thought what if they were in the Riordanverse?)

Camp Half-Blood

Cabin 1 - Zeus

- Emmeline Vance

- Aurora Sinistra (adopted by Hera)

Cabin 4 - Demeter

- Frank Longbottom

Cabin 5 - Ares

- Edgar Bones

- Amelia Bones

- Kingsley Shacklebolt

- Ludo Bagman

Cabin 6 - Athena

- Regulus Black

- Sirius Black

- Rita Skeeter

- Lucinda Talkalot

Cabin 7 - Apollo (Greek)

- Poppy Pompfrey

Cabin 8 - Artemis (Hunters)

- Marlene McKinnon (quit)

- Alice Fortescue

Cabin 9 - Hephaestus

- James Potter

- Arthur Weasley

- Pandora Rosier

Cabin 10 - Aphrodite

- Bertha Jorkins

- Zara Zambini

Cabin 11 - Hermes

- Peter Pettigrew

- Gideon Prewett

- Fabian Prewett

- Molly Prewett

Cabin 12 - Dionysus

- Rose Rosmerta

Cabin 15 - Hypnos

- Xenophilius Lovegood

Cabin 16 - Nemesis

- (arguably) Dorcas Meadowes

- Quirinus Quirrel

Cabin 17 - Nike

- Hestia Jones

Cabin 18 - Hebe

- Rubeus Hagrid

- Charity Burbage

Cabin 19 - Tyche

- Elphias Doge

Cabin 20 - Hecate

- Sybill Trelewaney

Camp Jupiter

Children of Neptune

- Amos Diggory

Children of Bacchus

- Florence Greengrass

- Severus Snape

Children of Mars

- Dedalus Diggle

- Bellatrix Black

- Narcissa Black

Children of Minerva

- Minerva McGonagall

Children of Bellona

- Albus Dumbledore

- Emma Vanity

Legacy

- Aberforth Dumbledore

Descendant of Hercules

- Lily Evans

Children of Apollo (Roman)

- Remus Lupin

- Septima Vector

Magicians

- Dorcas Meadowes

- Marlene McKinnon

- Benjy Fenwick

- Sturgis Podmore

- Caradoc Dearborn

- Mary Macdonald

Norse (but not dead)

- Lucius Malfoy (son of Víðarr)

- Tom Riddle/Voldemort (son of Loki)

Vallhalla

- Alastor Moody

- Barty Crouch Jr (son of Tyr)

- Evan Rosier (son of Hel)

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Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 42

chapter 64:

1. “They literally just laid their guns down, because apparently they've been spread so thin and their working conditions are so shit that they had all agreed to surrender if rebels showed up.” LMAO me as an auror fr

2. LMAOO “As it turns out, a war not hard-won is just…awkward.” NOT FOR LONG

3. SCREAMING OH MY GOD AROMATIC/AROSPEC BARTY!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD

4. amos noooooo!!!!!! i loved him!!! no!!!!

5. “This is what no one says:

It's war. What did you expect?”

what if i started crying, huh? what would you do then? if i started crying???

6. “They never find out why those fifteen people weren't immune when everyone else is. They never will. Sometimes, in life, things will always be a mystery.” those fuckers were dehydrated af

7. NOOOOOOOOO SYBILL!!

8. heavy angry breathing at the “13 to dine, first to rise dies” reference

9. oh my god i’m grinning so hard over their disability aids. the cane and hearing aids and gloves!!!

10. “What James wants, James gets.” 👀 *cough pillow cough cough princess cough*

11. SCREEEEEEEEE NO ONE EVER THINKS TO LOOK UP

12. seeing rudolphus cry over rabastan as sirius and regulus are watching is freaking heartbreaking

13. “it wasn't until Remus soothed him that [Sirius] stopped threatening to choke Dumbledore with his own beard.” dhkajdksjdksksjdkjsjd ME FR

14. “When [Remus] was young, he punched walls and spit in the face of Aurors dragging him to whipping posts. He had blood in his mouth more often than something sweet, and so that became his favorite meal.” holy shit holy shit holy shit this is like an iconic line that people need to quote more often. it’s so badass

15. 😦😦😦 what happened to lily’s house. what happened. what happened to it???!

16. the lupin reunion has me on the brink of tears

17. “"I'm warning you, Tim," Regulus snaps, "if you touch me, you're going to die."

Tim doesn't listen to him”

regulus continuously gives warnings about what he will do if people don’t listen to him. and for some reason, people still fucking test him

“he's starting to think he's some sort of prophet or something.” 😭😭😭

chapter 65:

1. kingsley and lily never being close again breaks me more than i can describe.

2. lily and bingley ☺️☺️

3. stop!!!! stop making plans!!! marlene and dorcas need to stop making “after-war” plans!!! i can’t do this shit!!!! no!!!! it’s gonna break my heart!!

4. marlene with a baby giving dorcas baby fever. i just. i can’t. i can’t do this

5. “someday, people will look back on these battles and describe them in numbers instead of names.” this is a line i’ll remember long into my life. i’ll never forget this line. genuinely

6. “"Hi," Sirius greets warmly when the door opens. His eyes are sparkling. Pretty, pretty, pretty.

Remus nearly melts. "Hi."

"Is that boy of yours at the door?" Lyall calls out, and Remus grins the moment Sirius looks delighted and flustered by this title, his face turning red.”

same vibe

7. remus and lyall fucking with sirius is written genius 😭😭😭

8. sirius is literal just kissing and biting and sucking all over remus’ neck and ears, and remus is literally talking about how people died 😭😭😭 wtf that’s so them fr

9. remus and sirius are the ultimate ship to me, forever and always. to me, they’re more canon than harry and ginny or like ron and hermione. i love them, your honor

10. “the mere thought makes him feel entirely too happy to describe. So, naturally, he treats it with suspicion”

bruh this is like harry resisting the imperious curse 😭😭😭

11. knife kink james is back y’all. reg is like “i’ll never hurt you with a dagger.” and james is like, “oh. 😞” BYE

#marauders #james potter #barty crouch junior #barty crouch jr #sybil #sybill trelawney #regulus black #remus lupin #lily evans #crimson rivers #sirius black #dorlene

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