#Can one of our resident Italians come and help.

[yeastinfectionvale]

as an italian how do you think vale calls marc? like when he’s mad or happy and in love?

Im British-Pakistani 😭

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Don’t Blame Me ~ Rafe Cameron x Reader (Mafia/Mob and arranged marriage AU)

Hi! This is my first ever fanfic, I hope whoever reads it likes it. 🫶🫶

Warnings: a little parent vs child angst, arranged marriage, toxic asshole rafe, smoking, sort of a little gun play (not really though), that’s it for now 😏

Word count: 1354

not my gif, credits to the owner!!

My parents and I arrive at the Camerons’ residence and I sigh. I don’t want to go in, and I don’t want to see Rafe. My parents get out of the car and dad looks at me, “Y/N, you can’t just sit here. You must come in.” I nodand get out, following my parents to the open front door. I’m met with Rafe when we enter. My father holds out his hand “Rafe, how are you?” Of course I’m the only one in my family who doesn’t like Rafe, there’s just something about him. Rafe shakes my father’s hand and smirks when he sees me, “I’m great, sir.” I huff out a breath of air at the time of Rafe’s voice, he’s such a prick. My mother nudges my back to get me to say hello to Rafe, “Hello Rafe.” Rafe looks me up and down, “Hey Princess.” I roll my eyes, “Don’t call me that,” my dad pats Rafe’s shoulder and whispers a we'll talk later and follows my mother and I. As I walk away from him I notice the gun on his hip and lift my eyebrows in surprise but continue to walk. 

We sit at the dining room table, surrounded by other powerful mob bosses and there to young wives and cringe thinking that this will be the rest of my life. The waiter gives the table water and I thank her, I survey the room and make eye contact with Rafe, I look down not wanting to know I’m being watched by him. “I’m going to get some air, Mom.” I stand up and walk outside, the noise from dining room stifling. I stand in front of the water fountain watching the water spew out of the swans mouth. I jump when I feel someone brush my ear with their lips, “You shouldn’t be out here Princess.” Rafe’s hand runs down my arm and I shiver at the feeling. I scoff and start to walk away from him, not interested in dealing with him right now. Rafe’s hand shoots out and grabs my wrist and he looks at me angrily, “Don’t walk away from me, I was speaking to you.” I try to pull my hand out of his grasp but he’s too strong, “Let go of me, you piece of shit!” Rafe’s eyes darken when I called him that and he pulls his gun out of his holster with his hand, the other still tightly gripping my wrist. He brings the gun to my ear and runs it down my jaw, I flinch pulling my head away from his gun. He moves closer to me and whispers, “Why are you afraid of me Princess?” I look at him angrily but say nothing, afraid of him? I’m not afraid of him, that’s bullshit. I take a shaky breath in when he brushes the gun down my side, I take a shaky breath in, “I’m not afraid of you rafe.” He chuckles at that, a dark chuckle that sends a chill through my body. “I think you’re lying to me.” I shake my head no, not trusting myself to speak, knowing it will give me away. “But I think you are.” He pouts mockingly, waiting for response. I compose myself and answer, “Well I don’t care what you think because I’m not scared of you.” He rolls his eyes but says nothing the gun on my waist now, unmoving. I take a deep breath before speaking again, “I think I’m going to go inside now.” I try to take my wrist out of his hand again put he tightens his hand instead. He shakes his head no, “You’re not going inside till I tell you to go inside.” He puts his gun back in the holster and brings his hand up to my cheek, and I can smell his expensive cologne and his Italian aftershave. He slowly drags his hand down my neck and to my waist, pulling me into him , “We’re not done talking yet Princess.” I flinch at the closeness of our bodies and try to move away from him, looking for someone to help me, even though no one would if they saw me. “We should go back in, my parents are probably looking for me.” Rafe smirks and tightens the grip on my waist and looks deep into your eyes, he lets out a soft laugh and i feel his breath on my face, “I told you, you’re not going inside till I tell you you can.” I look at the ground not able to look at him anymore and nod. Rafe let’s go of my waist and wrist and grabs a cigarette from the packet and lights it. He breathes in the thick smoke and breathes it out in my direction. He looks me up and down, like a predator watches it’s prey and I shiver under his gaze. Rafe throws the cigarette on the ground and looks at me, “Let’s go back inside, it’s cold.” I nod and walk away from him, happy to finally be away from his watchful eyes. I bump into Ward, Rafe’s dad, I’m the doorway, “Hello Y/n,” he spots Rafe behind me, “Oh good, I found you Rafe. It’s time to talk to Mr. L/n, about, we’ll you know what it’s about. Nice to see you Y/n.” Rafe walks by me and looks at me with angry look in his eye and I shiver at the feeling. Rafe catches up to Ward and they walk into an office where my dad is sitting as well, Rafe closes the door but not before catching my eye and smirking at me. 

A couple hours later Ward, Rafe, and my dad walk out and my dad gives me a sad smile, “I’m sorry, Y/n. It was all I could do.” I look at him, confused, and then look at my mom who has a few tears in her eyes and I realize what’s going on. No, he wouldn’t just give me to someone else, he’s my dad. I look at my dad, “Please tell me you didn’t do what I think you did.” My dad looks at me with a sad smile, he shakes his head and hugs and whispers in my ear, “I’m so sorry my sweet Angel,” he holds me at arm's length to look me in the eye, “I had no choice.” But he did have a choice he was just too much of a pussy to say no. That’s when I realized that I meant nothing to him in comparison to his business, and that’s showing right now. Tears slowly flow down my cheeks and I shake my head, willing this to be a dream. No no no, I can’t do this, I won’t do this. I look at my dad again with tear stained cheeks, “I’m not doing this, I want to go home now.” I look at my mom expecting her to defend me but of course she wouldn’t. She would cry and say sorry but she was married the same way, I won’t fall in love with the monster I’m marrying though. My dad looks at me sternly, “You don’t have a choice, I’m your father and you’ll do as I say.” Ah there it is, the dad I know so well. He grabs my hand and pulls me to the car that will take me to the hellhole I’ll live in till the day I die. My mom walks over to me and hugs me, stroking my hair, “I’m sorry Y/n. You’ll be ok, you’ll be fine.” I look at her angrily and pull away from her. A man opens the door to the car and before I sit, my dad says my name and holds out a ring, a family heirloom, “Please take this my Angel, it’s been passed down generation to generation and it is yours now.” I look at him disgusted but take the ring. I sit down in the car and look the other way, never wanting to speak to my parents again.

Part 2 coming soon (:

[depression-napping]

(Sorry this is much later than I expected to post!)

Ok everyone we did it, we went to Artnia and ate the Vincent pasta and it was beautiful

Full review of Artnia below the cut ❤️

For those curious, Artnia is an official Square Enix Cafe in the middle of Shinjuku that looks like an egg. It’s a bit quieter and smaller than the Square Enix Cafe in Akihabara.

Making a Reservation

You can make a reservation if you live in Japan and have a Square Enix account, but if you don’t, there may be a few spots available for walk ins. It’s recommended to go early, when they open at 11am, to make a walk in reservation. Also, try weekdays for better luck (we went on a Monday). We dropped in at around 12pm and there was space available at 5pm, so we took it right away. They also stop serving food after 7pm I believe, but you can still order drinks.

While it is helpful to know enough Japanese to comfortably make an order, the staff is helpful, friendly, and speak sufficient English. Lots of foreigners visit because it’s a Square Enix cafe, so Japanese isn’t necessarily required.

When you walk in, you can go to the register and tell them you do not have a reservation, but want to ask if they have any space available for that day. If they do they will give you a ticket for an available time and you can come back if it’s later in the day. You can reserve for up to 4 people but you may have better luck for 1 or 2 guests only.

Note that their primary clientele is local Japanese residents, so they do not have an English menu. If you need to, you can use Google Translate’s camera function to better understand what you’re ordering. Not all ingredients are listed, so take caution if you have special dietary needs.

The FFVII Rebirth Menu is time limited and split into 2 parts. The menu items with the yellow triangles say “prior period” and ended on 4/4, so you can’t order them anymore. The ones with the green triangles say “later period” and are available from 4/5 thru 5/10. Blue corners are available throughout the duration of the event (they’re notably Cloud/Sephiroth themed of course).

But what about the pasta

Ok so on to the important part! You already know what I ordered.

Here’s the menu item description:

ヴィンセントデュアルパスタ

二色のパスタでヴィンセントの持つ二面性を表現しました。スパイシーなアラビアータと濃厚なイカスミパスタをご堪能ください。

Vincent Dual Pasta

“A two-color pasta represents the dual faceted nature that Vincent has. Please enjoy* this spicy arrabbiata and rich** squid-ink pasta.”

(*ご堪能ください　go-tannou kudasai means “please enjoy” but it also means “please feel free to satisfy yourself/to have your fill of…” I’m just gonna let ya’ll fill in the blanks on that one 😘)

( ** 濃厚 noukou (rich in taste) can also be translated as passionate hahaha)

I need to talk about the Squid-ink pasta first. It can only be described as bougie AF. Squid ink is already kind of extra. But I think it had frickin saffron ??? And edible gold leaf on top???? And I am fairly certain that in addition to like, a tiny sprinkling of Parmesan (this is obligatory for any remotely Italian meal) there was like, tiny black caviar?????

Saffron?? Caviar??? Edible gold leaf????

If you ever wondered whether Vincent would spoil the heck out of you, the answer is yes. Yes, he would. Only the best with our man ❤️

Squid ink aside, the more standard arrabbiata was also nice. As a pescatarian, I was nervous it would have meat in it, as a lot of spaghetti dishes in Japan generally contain meat. Luckily it seemed to be vegetable-based, there was like a single zucchini or eggplant slice in there somewhere 😂 (Personally, I think a meat-free option suits him better. It’s like, slightly more compassionate than straight up bolognese or something).

Arrabbiata is made with tomatoes, garlic, olive oil, and dried chili. (He pretends to be a vampire so he can get free garlic, guys) It also means “angry” in Italian (or spiciness pushed to excess). This is Square Enix basically telling you they know he is the hottest FFVII character. He’s not just hot. He’s spicy.

Ok but. Was it actually spicy? No, thankfully. Except for wasabi, Japanese cooking tends to be on the milder side anyway—but it did come with some chili peppers as a garnish, in case you want the full experience, lol.

Speaking of garnishes, what is that green thing in the middle?

It’s rosemary.

WAIT LET ME GOOGLE SOMETHING REAL QUICK

…

Oh lord did the people coming up with this concept do their research:

“Rosemary is the symbol of remembrance, friendship and love and was thus used in wedding ceremonies.” (It also has historical links to the Virgin Mary.)

That’s not just a random herb. That’s the most important part. Like?????????????? Is anyone else ok????? I’m glad I didn’t look this up in the cafe or I would have started ugly crying.

The Bottom Line

So was it good? Actually, yes! Artnia is a higher-end themed cafe than most (a lot of them get a bad rap for having barely edible food while overly relying on the fan aspects to carry the cafe). As a themed item it was close to perfect. The thought and care that went into this particular menu was apparent. I really appreciated that.

Also, this was super affordable as a meal. The yen is ¥0.66 = $1 right now, so this was under $10 😭 Caviar, saffron, squid ink and gold leaf for under $10? Seriously what the heck.

(Bonus, here is a terrible photo of the only Vincent decoration I could find in the store haha. It was kind of holographic?? And attached to the bar counter so I had to squat down to take a photo with my very old phone camera. Still made my heart go dokidoki)

The other items on the special menu were also really good! Husband ordered the “Cloud Black Omelette Rice” and he said it was some of the best omuraisu he had in Japan so far. Granted we are not the biggest consumers of omuraisu, but that has to count for something. We also tried the Cait Sith Mog Box drink (REALLY good, if you like Black Sesame) and the Gold Saucer Protein Juice (highly doubt it had any protein but it was a refreshing orange juice based drink).

Plus, for every drink you order, you get a random free character coaster. Check my next post to see who I got ❤️

The special menu is ongoing until Friday, May 10! If a trip to Tokyo is in the cards for you, as an FFVII fan, I do recommend making a trip to Artnia ❤️

EDIT: I lied there is *one* Vincent figure on display and like two tiny pieces of merch (which I will post later, tumblr doesn’t like me rn)

[cynical-tuba]

Hi! I sort of fell in love with that Leo the Toreador ghoul that keeps popping up on my feed because I'm hopelessly browsing VtM content. He looks like he's so done with life, but I also like his design. His hair is very pretty.

Could you tell me more about him? (or point me to where more content resides? I haven't had the time to dig deeper)

Oh wow firstly thank you so much for your ask! This is the first one I've had actually, and super thrilled it's about Leo!

I don't have a master post about him but I suppose now is a good of a time is any so let's go!

(Tw: Abuse mention)

Our Dark Ages game takes place in Oxford England in 1348. The game started in October.

Leo, (Pantaleo) is from Florence, Italy, what is now considered Santo Spirito. He has a love for music, good Tuscan wine, and Italian bread. He and his Domitor along with five other Apprentices traveled to Oxford to escape the Pestilence that was ravaging all of Europe at the time.

MORE BELOW THE CUT!

He came to meet his future Domitor, Dante at an orgy. Leo's best friend Marco told him it would be good money so they both found themselves caught up in this world. Let me note, he was an attendant pouring wine, handing out towels and snacks when he witnessed Dante feed from a vessel. He struck up an interesting conversation and Dante was impressed. Leo kept coming back to him, impressed by his art and personality. Eventually he came to study arts under his wing. He ran away from home and responsibilities to serve this Toreador.

( below Cotarie member 1# Emir Muzaka and Dante having a tiff. Art by @spell-fox )

He is in charge of 5 other artists under Dante all of whom are older than him so it was quite a bit of a march to earn their respect. Marco included. He enjoys painting Lucifer, admiring how he was able to break free from god and slip away from his control. He loves painting flowers as well.

He loves to play the lute and if the metal Genre existed back then he'd be a death screamer. The man carries a lot of stress and it feels like I'm playing a 40 year old man.

(picture by @spell-fox )

Leo in his opinion had a normal life, a normal upbringing but I feel it was hardly anything but. He would be that kind of person to tell a story about his mother drinking all day instead of parenting because it's "funny" and the entire room would go silent, feeling sorry for him.

His Domitor Dante is demanding, flakey and depends on Leo to help him organise, make decisions but Leo also challenges him, having the bravery to tell Dante what he truly thinks about the world. Dante is controlling of him emotionally manipulative. He is abusive at times. All except physically. Leo wants to break free of him by any means and in the Chronicle has been trying to impress Cainites with his bravery, wanting to be embraced into their world by any other means than Dante.

Then there's the second Cotarie member, Emir, (played by @urbanknightart ) the man who followed him around the first night Leo came to Oxford like a lost sheep. Wouldn't you know it he's a Malkavian priest! He "hears the voice of God" as a derangement of his and Leo is doubling down on his views of "god's not real you have free will" perspective. Emir has the power to see visions and can hear god when he touched the cross on his belt.

Emir has adopted the abused and mistreated ghoul, taking care of him, offering him food, insisting Leo hangs out with his own ghoul, Æthelfrid. Emir has protected Leo from a woman giving him a magical drink, wing manned for Leo and the Sheriff (Picture Below), took him on errands so he had an excuse not to go back to his Terrible domitor, and made Leo tell him all about his feelings in the church's confession booth.

Some of my posts have included a Suit of armour. That suit of armour contains a Nosferatu Sheriff named Hengist.

Leo met him when he arrived in Oxford, expressing to him how much be hates England, how it was so cold and he hadn't seen any flowers. The knight kindly pointed him in the direction of a garden where he could see amarth flowers. Leo visited them to paint them and returned the knights gesture by offering him the painting in return. Amarth, as be came to learn later has the meaning of undying love.

They then made love in a closet without Leo ever seeing his face. Leo also let him feed on him, offering his blood, "Dantes blood" to the knight. He accepted.

He offered to teach Leo how to protect himself and did a day of training, taking him to a field of flowers. They discussed the idea of Leo wanting to be embraced, this giving the Nosferatu the courage to carry through with the courtship.

So that's how he started dating the sheriff.

Oh he's also dating the ghoul of Hengist's brother, (The Prince of Oxford, Horsa.)

That's a thing. (both parties are aware of this) This lovely ghoul in mention is an anxiety ridden info dumping nerdy lad named Godwin who was the first NPC that greeted him in the game. They are also very cute. But I've made this post long enough and fear making it go on for ages longer.

I was considering sharing this Chronicle (with the agreement of the story teller and the other player but it does contain adult themes and situations that all three of us have discussed about before hand but I'm noooot sure to be honest maybe some day we will! As we log every session in a synopsis)

[she-karev]

First Date Part 1

Age Rating: 12+

Fandom: Grey's Anatomy

AN: Thanks for helping me reach 100 likes guys. I couldn't have done it without you, keep liking and following. I hope you guys are enjoying the chapters so far, I've been working hard to make them as entertaining and real as I can. This is the first of a four-part chapter and I'm gonna post the next chapter by tonight. I'm trying to keep these posts short since the text limit finally caught up to me.

Summary: Amber and Deluca talk at work and set their first date.

Words: 1538

I stand in the supply closet getting gauze for the pit when I hear someone coming in. I turn to find that it was Andrew DeLuca who walked in and grins at the sight of me. I try to keep a professional manner around him at work because I don’t want my peers to know I had a date with a senior resident. After we got over most of the shock that came from our entangled web we decided to grab food last night at Joe’s Bar.

At first things were a little awkward and we had a few silent minutes between us but once I asked him about the story of his first day at work we hit it off. We talked all night about everything from our jobs to our favorite songs to our favorite movies. The one setback was that he never heard of In This Moment before I told him about despite claiming he liked good music but there’s always an ick. Besides there’s enough time to get him into it.

I keep my voice even despite my attraction towards him, “Dr. DeLuca is there anything I can help you with?”

He chuckles lightly and decides to tease me, “There is actually. I have a date with this girl tonight and I’ve been wracking my brain trying to come up with a way to impress her after she told me off for not knowing a favorite band of hers.”

I chuckle at him and turn to face him fully, “I wouldn’t say she told you off more…tried to educate you and broaden your horizons beyond pop culture garbage.”

“Well her attempts were a bit brazen but I listened to that band she defended last night so I could see what the big deal is.”

I look at him touched by his attempts to listen to them before I even try to indoctrinate him, “Really and what did you think?”

He looks uncertain for a moment, “It’s a little hardcore for me but I think I can get past the bleeding ears and appreciate the vulgar lyrics like ‘I can be your whore’.”

I smile at him, “Well I didn’t ask you to do that for me. I was going to but the fact that you did before speaks volumes. So, what idea did you have for a first date?”

“Well I remembered you telling me the night we met that you used to play baseball as a kid. Do you like to watch games?”

“Yeah I catch it during the World Series it’s when I can take a break and unwind with a beer and empty recliner just for me. If you saw me in that state you wouldn’t want to go out again. I am talking a lot of stuff thrown at the walls and cursing words you’ve never even heard of.”

Andrew chuckles, “Well I got us tickets to tonight’s game, it’s the Mariners vs Yankee’s and tickets were actually pretty cheap you wouldn’t think so with two major leagues competing.”

“It’s the playoffs their usually slow, you don’t know much about baseball do you?” I ask because his comment makes it clear we have another issue to tackle here.

Andrew looks at me sheepishly, “I’m Italian if you want to root for soccer then I’m your guy but otherwise I’m a dunce in most of the other sports.” I chuckle at him; his naivety is adorable.

“Well don’t worry I’ll protect you from the other angry baseball fans because they’ll beat you unlike me.”

Andrew looks pleased, “So that’s yes to tonight?”

“Normally it wouldn’t be because a game on a first date is you begging to see me at my worst. But since it’s the playoffs we’re good your just gonna get me bored.” Andrew grins at me before walking towards me in a seductive manner causing my stomach to knot in a good way. He puts his hand against the shelf behind me as if he’s trying to cage me.

“Well maybe I can make it less boring after and…pitch a goal.” I laugh at his bad baseball innuendo and he closes his eyes in despair and shakes his head, “You were right to want to protect me because I’m probably gonna get killed out there.”

I laugh at him again and calm down, “Don’t worry I’ll just keep you busy so you don’t run your mouth in that stadium. I’d like to do…other things with that mouth.” I say it with a breathy tone and he grins at me before leaning in to kiss me. I grab his shoulder to guide him. We were a few inches away from making contact until the door opens and Dr. Webber sees us in this intimate position to my horror.

“Oh um…” Webber sees Andrew with his hands on the wall right beside my head and my hand on his shoulder and immediately goes beet red, “S-Sorry I um I needed-”

I need to rectify this if at all possible and quickly say, “Yeah, me too.” I duck under Andrew’s arm and move to the shelf a few feet away to make it seem like I’m looking for something. I grab a random object and say to DeLuca in a professional tone like he’s a resident and I’m an intern, “Uh I found the hydrogels thank you for showing me how to navigate this closet, Dr. DeLuca.”

Andrew clears his throat and tries to play along as well, “Yes, I thought I saw it at this shelf but uh I was wrong. I’m glad I could help Dr. Karev.” Webber doesn’t buy it as he still looks awkward around us.

“Right.” He clearly doesn’t believe it and I sigh at his face and remember he’s my brother’s friend so he knows the situation and will probably feel conflicted in catching us. I groan as I decide to tell him so he doesn’t spill to Alex and someone overhears and spreads this like wildfire.

“Alex knows but nobody else does so I would appreciate it if-”

Webber nods looking slightly relieved, “Don’t worry Karev I am already trying to wipe this from my memory.”

I look and see Andrew looking pained by this encounter, “Perfect thank you sir.”

Webber shakes his head at us before saying under his breath, “Lord.” He leaves us in the room where we stand there for an awkward silent moment until he laughs and I hit his arm with the hydrogel in response.

“It is not funny!” He continues laughing even when I glare at him.

He calms down after a few seconds, “I’m sorry I’ll stop, ‘Alex knows’?” He looks at me amused by my reaction to being walked in on by my boss.

I look at him in frustration that causes him to shut up, “I panicked! And now my residency director saw me about to kiss a senior resident. It’s my third day and I am already the intern slut I am so getting fired.”

Andrew tries to soothe me, “No you’re not trust me I mean this hospital is practically built on workplace relationships. Alex and Jo, Kepner and Avery, me and Pierce-”

“You slept with the chief of cardio?” I stop freaking out and look at him in shock over this new information. He stops in place and realizes what he said, “When was this?”

He takes a moment “…My intern year.” I chuckle at him relieved I’m not the only one with the scarlet A on my chest. It’s one thing to sleep with a resident before your even hired but sleeping with an attending when you’re an intern is a whole new level of inappropriate, “Yeah not the best way to start my intern year and if it makes you feel better Webber also found out.”

I raise an eyebrow at him, “Oh yeah? Did he walk in on you guys in a supply closet your first week here?”

“I mean…no.” I rub my eyes as I process what just happened and come to a decision.

“Okay from now on this.” I motion to the two of us, “happens in the privacy of our homes or rooms with locks at this place got it?”

He nods full heartedly, “I completely agree with that rule.” I put the hydrogel back and walk away from him as he yells out, “I’ll meet you at the stadium at 7?”

I don’t stop as I yell out on my way, “6:30 I want to get there before the crowd piles up.” I open and close the door as I exit the closet with some of my dignity intact.

[captainnameless]

"Max remembers vividly how swiftly Lando was put in a corner for scratching Charles." I AM SOBBING AT THE THOUGHT OF LANDO IN TIME OUT

oh remember vividly he does, poor lad gets an earful about how unfair Carlos can be every time he’s in trouble. he’s rarely unfair, if ever, little Lando disagrees though. tres is a trigger word for sure.

It’s not the best of mornings, they’re in Maranello ahead of one of the Italian GP’s. The house Charles and Carlos have been residing in is near and golf course and Lando had been begging to go for ages now. they finally found some time in their schedule and Lando had invited Max (F) to come along too; jumping at the opportunity of spending time with his favorite people doing one of his favorite activities.

So yesterday was fun, they had a blast. Not much sleep was had last night and so Carlos was paying the price for it today. He’d expected them to go down, Lando’d been itching for it for a while and Charles slipped easily when Lando was around too.

They’re arguing about the tiny race cars, it’s a shouting match before Carlos gets to three; can even intervene and now they’ve lost toy privileges.

“If you can’t play nice then you won’t play at all.”

There’s a chorused “but!” but Carlos isn’t having none of it. Max tries to help, bless him, tries keeping Lando somewhat entertained, asks if they can color instead which Carlos reluctantly agrees to. He says a prayer for the walls just in case.

Charles is off doing his own thing for a bit before he wants to join them, something that wasn’t in Lando’s plans. There’s a stubborn whine of “Paaaaapa.” that has Carlos up and at it again.

“What is wrong, amor?” It sounds a little exasperated.

No sound leaves Lando, he just points an accusatory finger at Charles who’s stood somewhat pouty at the table.

“Charles can join, no?”

“No!” Lando huffs, stubborn frown present.

“Why?” Carlos asks gently. “He can use the ones you’re not using.”

“Just cause.” Lando shrugs. “No he can’t!” Is added in a whine.

“Papa says yes.” Carlos says simply, gently pushing Charles onto the chair and gathering some pencils for him.

“Lando says no!” Lando squeaks out, smacking Carlos hands away from the colors.

“Eh.” Carlos warns, snatching Lando’s chin up to look him in the eye. “Do not. Do you need to go take a nap?”

“Nooooo, sorry.” Lando whines back, tugging his chin free. “No nap.”

Carlos is about to relent when Charles does grab a pencil and Lando reaches over to scratch it out of his hand.

It’s impressive how quickly Carlos has Lando off the chair and nose first into the nearest corner with a firm reprimand. Max almost misses what happens and regains focus when Carlos is tending to Charles.

Lando stand still for all of 10 seconds before he’s already peeking over his shoulder with the most miserable looking puppy eyes and the saddest “Papa” Max has ever heard.

Some of Carlos sternness melts away instantly as he addresses Lando with a “Just a minute, Cariño.”

He gets a whine in response while Lando drops his head forward against the wall.

It’s not long before Carlos pulls him out, soothes the boy before there’s a “We do not hurt our friends.” speech.

The proposed nap is no longer a question but an announcement and Lando doesn’t put up too much of a fight when Max promises to join him as a live stuffie.

[bosses-stay-flawless]

✨To anyone who is curious about their family history, research it and celebrate it!!!

Researching my family history has always been a part of my life even before it became trendy. I was the child who sat for hours at my grandparents and great-grandparents feet listening to their stories about where my family (on every side originated) Ancestry and a variety of other genetic sites have helped me understand the scientific aspects of the people in my DNA but much of what I’ve discovered were the exact medical/genetic things like eye color & certain other dispositions my ancestors have passed down to me and several others in my family. Before I was old enough to take on the work, my aunt had done a lot of the documentation of our family history, I have extended that by taking several genetic tests that tell you different things and can give you more in-depth information.

This part of my journey has been awesome!!! My personal family history is EXTREMELY diverse. My ancestors, literally came from all across the globe.

Without a doubt, I love my ancestors, great and small, known and unknown, from the earth and from the galaxies.

The basic core ancestors meaning, my most recent ancestors, consisting of my parents, grandparents and my great- grandparents were from Italy, Germany, Egypt, Algeria, Mali, the Navajo Nation, Cuba, Japan, and Peru, when I delve deeper into my genetics (there are a variety of tests that allow you to do that) other nationalities are present. Some are Russia, Norway, Bulgaria, France, Greece, Wales, Nigeria, Benin & Tobago and China just to name a few. Yep, there a more, the further back in my genetics the more vast the information became.

I have encountered some people whose genetic histories only contain one or two groups of people I also find that very fascinating. It’s natural to focus on what you know about yourself and go through life with that, but even as a child I wasn’t content with just knowing that I was Italian, Navajo, Egyptian, African, Cuban. I wanted to know why some souls in my family had stories that extended further across the globe, and I wanted to know where my African ancestors came from specifically. Growing up I knew more about my Italian, Cuban, Navajo, and American Heritage, than anything else. The only time I didn’t feel foreign was when I was on sacred lands or sadly Native American reservations, (I always feel at home on the reservation because of the spirit of my people) those were the only places on American soil, that has always had people who had already been here, same as with other indigenous lands, where other indigenous peoples reside. ✨

As always I love, honor, and cherish, ALL of my ancestors, it has become a big part of my life. An even greater portion of my life is now about, discovering them, understanding their journeys on this planet, not as an extended nod to the past or not even as a hopeful gesture toward a future that is yet to come, no my genealogical work is a contribution to this very present moment that is being lived out here on earth.

Now, whenever I go around the world, things don’t feel so foreign, I don’t feel so disconnected from the people around the world, because some of their stories may be similar to mine, some of their joys, their pains, are just like mine. Their desires for peace, and the reasons why, are just like mine.

I am GRATEFUL, I can’t say it enough!!! Grateful for all of who I AM and for all of who my ancestors were and my descendants are to become. I am also grateful for how the love for my immediate FAMILY, has allowed me the mindset to create a space and encourage a heartfelt curiosity that exceeds what I know, see and was taught about what it means to be a family but also what it means to be a citizen of the world. #connections #heritage #cultures

[danamuseum]

About community

At the picture: Israeli communities gathers at the grass of our neighborhood during one the summer weekends

Dana Golan Miller

Back in Tel Aviv, Israel, my hometown, the concept of community wasn't something I actively thought about. I never really considered myself a part of any particular community. Looking back now, I realize that I was actually part of various communities without even realizing it: the mothers of my youngest son's kindergarten classmates, the community of art curators in Tel Aviv, and even a group of Italian coffee enthusiasts (yes, there was a forum for coffee lovers, believe it or not). Each of these groups shared a common interest that connected us in different ways. They were groups where I felt a sense of belonging and companionship, even though I also cherished my moments of solitude.

It wasn't until I moved with my family to a new adventure, leaving behind the familiarity of Tel Aviv, that I truly understood the significance of community and its impact on our well-being. Now settled in Rockville with my dear spouse and two boys, the decision to choose Rockville over other places around DC was influenced by the presence of the "Israeli community families." Given that our boys were not native English speakers, we believed that being around other kids their age who speak Hebrew would help ease their transition, despite the distance from their friends and family in Israel.

And we were right. Our first experiences in Rockville were quite surprising. We were relieved to find our own community here, something we realized we couldn't have done without. The Israeli community in Rockville tends to reside in the same neighborhood, often referred to as "The Kibbutz" – an interesting term considering its origins in the concept of communal living in Israel, as you can read about here: Kibbutz Wikipedia.

So, what does the concept of community mean to me now in Rockville? It's more than just a group of people with shared values or interests. It encompasses a feeling of belonging, a sense of confidence, and the reassurance that you're never alone. It's a source of help, information, and everyday support: such as: recommendations for children's doctors, suggestions for where to shop for groceries, tips for family travel, guidance on obtaining a U.S. driver's license, and advice on finding the right insurance. It's also about arranging playdates for our kids, offering mutual assistance, and creating opportunities.

What amazed me even more is that the spirit of co-creation thrives within our community. We have a special forum where members who specialize in various fields organize lectures (yes, in Hebrew). If Israeli performers come to DC, the community invites them to showcase their talents. There's even a designated store, aptly named "Moti's Place," where you can purchase Israeli merchandise. The possibilities are vast.

Moreover, within the community, there's a subgroup of "stay-at-home" mothers (though there are also fathers, it's predominantly mothers). These are women who have relocated to the U.S. because their spouses work here, and they've formed their own tight-knit group. Some of them were yoga instructors in Israel, so they organize "yoga in the park" sessions. Others arrange cooking gatherings exclusively for the group. Co-creation within the community can take on many forms based on individuals' skills and what they can contribute to others. And why not continue the art tours I used to organize in Tel Aviv? Here in DC? This is the essence of co-creation within a community.

It's only in this new setting that I truly grasp the significance of community for the well-being of both myself and my family.

You can read more about our neighborhood here….

https://www.washingtonpost.com/local/for-israeli-immigrants-farmland-elementary-school-in-rockville-is-the-big-draw/2013/11/05/47e4dcb6-3800-11e3-ae46-e4248e75c8ea_story.html

Jewish community center in Rockville

[utterlyotterlyx]

Faith

Chapter Three - Garden Party Proposals

Warnings - none 

Word Count - 3297

Chapter One, Chapter Two

Dearest Reader,

It has been said that competition is an opportunity to rise and stand ready before our greatest of challenges. Well, if what this author hears this morning is true, then a great challenge concerning this season’s diamond has been set forth, indeed.

The day prior provided us eager citizens with much to digest, a long-lost diamond, and a staggeringly fabulous ball where there we more than whispers swirling about the ton; it seems as though a few connections have been made already.

Spectacles from the evening prior have sketched a tale, a tale of a true beauty and two beasts yearning for her affection; one being the decadent Marquess Sebastian Evans, perhaps the most eligible suitor for a woman of such high regard; and the other is none other than our beloved Viscount Bridgerton. Has the young Viscount learnt from the success of his sister, the now Duchess of Hastings? Has he found something in the Orsini daughter that no other lady can offer him? Only time will tell the ending of this glorious battle.

Until then, dear reader, I implore you to keep an eye on our diamond, for her own affections are key in deciphering the pathway in which her life will take during what is to be a truly turbulent season indeed.

With vigour,

Lady Whistledown

That morning’s paper was the talk of the ton, the implications of Lady Whistledown’s words had every man and woman keeping a wary eye on Marella, much to her dismay.

That afternoon, the eligible lords and ladies of the ton ascended unto Hyde Park to sit under the shades of their tents and parasols, and sip lemonade whilst attempting to decide who they should approach to promenade. The sun was high in the sky and beamed down on the ton, though the heat was something Marella welcomed, for a moment she truly believed she was back on the sandy shores of her Italian residence.

“Come sit, Marella. It is quite warm today,” Sofia ordered her daughter who had been stood in silence under the marquee the staff had erected for the family, seemingly looked across the greenery for something in particular, “Now, Marella.”

The eldest Orsini daughter gave into the order and took a seat amongst her family, finding a warm solstice in the company of Lucia and Francesca who babbled on about everything and nothing at all. Lorenzo sat backward in his plush seat with a scowl on his face, if he had to watch men fawn over his dear sister then at least he was comfortable whilst they did. Though, Lorenzo couldn’t help but wonder what exactly Marella was looking for, she was sat upright like a meerkat, her head moving in small increments as she scanned her surroundings, “What on earth are you looking for, Marella?”

“Oh. Nothing in particular,” Marella didn’t face Lorenzo as she spoke, instead she smoothed down the skirt of her dusty gold dress, it buttoned up at the front and the sleeves ran over her shoulders and ended just above her elbow, white gloves wrapped around her digits and frilled out at her wrist.

“Your Grace,” that same voice that sent delightful shivers down her spine the night before had returned, she turned her head to the side and saw him stood there, dressed impeccably with a top hat which he dipped in greeting, “Lady Marella.”

“Lord Evans,” Lorenzo rose from his seat, sticking his chest out like a peacock as he shook his hand rather vigorously, “How may we be of assistance?”

“Well, I was hoping that I may be able to promenade with Lady Marella, if it suits you, Your Grace?” Lord Evans was calm, yet authority clung to him, he stood tall, almost regal in fact.

“Well, I-” Lorenzo noticed that his sister was sat straight, looking between the two of them with a hopeful glint in her orbs whilst their mother dug a hole into his back, clearly egging him to agree to the proposal. From Lorenzo’s memory, Lord Evans was a respectable member of society, he never partook in any unbecoming happenings, the most he did at the gentleman’s club was smoke a few cigars and chat to his friends over some scotch; and he had never been seen with a lady of the night. Lord Evans was an exceptional fencer and hunter, and he was gifted on horseback, all in all, the man seemed to be of good enough stature to be given a simple opportunity, “I do not see why not.”

Marella almost squealed with delight as she rose from her seat, smoothing down her skirt and pushing her thick Italian braids and curls behind her shoulders, “It seems as though you do keep your word, Lord Evans.”

“It is what honourable men do, My Lady,” he offered his arm to her, “Shall we?”

Elsewhere in the park, a certain Bridgerton was walking along the path with his own sister, “A ledger? Oh, Anthony?” 

“If I am to find myself a viscountess then there must be a process, Daphne,” Anthony attempted to reason with his sister as they progressed down the path, “Interviewing them may not be the correct way to approach the situation, I admit, but I do not have time to dillydally nor the patience.”

“I am rather shamed of you, Anthony,” Daphne admitted, the idea of interviewing women to find an adequate wife made her stomach churn with an uneasy sickness, “What would father think?”

“Father is not here,” Anthony was abrupt, clearly thinking he was in the right about the situation.

“Then do tell me, have any ladies of the ton piqued your interest? More specifically a certain Lady Orsini? Is the latest Lady Whistledown true? That you are pining for her affections?”

“You mean Marella?” Daphne smirked at the same, how his voice had suddenly been infused with interest, “I have not even spoken to her, and I only saw her for a moment.”

“Well, here she comes, so smile,” Daphne encouraged as she pulled her brother to slow down as the woman approached their position, “Lady Marella, may I say that you look lovely this afternoon?”

Marella had a smile that had the ability to steal the gaze of an entire room, Anthony had noticed it at the ball, and he felt under its spell once it appeared again, “Thank you, Your Grace. Allow me to extend the same compliment to you, blue suits you extremely well.”

Daphne hummed, “Thank you,” she turned her attention elsewhere, “I do not believe you have met my brother yet, Lady Marella.”

“I have not,” Marella offered a small curtsey to the pair, “Lord Bridgerton, it is a pleasure to make you acquaintance. I trust you both know Lord Evans already?”

“The pleasure is all mine, Lady Marella,” Anthony glanced downward at their intertwined arms and decided he wasn’t a supporter of it, “Sebastian, it is always good to see you.”

“And you, Anthony,” there was a strange tension clinging to the air, and Sebastian pulled Marella just a touch closer to his side, like he knew of the competition that was bubbling at the surface between them.

“Lady Marella, how rude of me,” Daphne lay a hand on her free arm like the pair were old friends, “Allow me to extend an invitation to you and your family to join us for dinner tomorrow evening, I understand it has been an eon since you and my husband saw one another. I’m sure he would love to see you once again, and you can meet our son. I must say it would be a welcomed change to have an informal evening away from the happenings of this season.”

Anthony held a sly smirk on his lips as the two men realised Marella would be spending a whole evening with Anthony and his family, “I would love nothing more. Thank you for the invitation, I gladly accept on our behalf.”

“Then we shall see you tomorrow evening,” Daphne squeezed Marella’s arm in a comforting manner before sighing, “Lord Evans,” she acknowledged with a simple and stiff nod accompanied by a thin smile, “Enjoy the rest of your afternoon.”

“And you, Your Grace,” Marella allowed her free hand to curl around Lord Evans’ bicep, though the action was probably subconscious, it made the Lord feel somewhat victorious, “Lord Bridgerton.”

“Lady Marella,” Anthony watched the pair walk further down the winding path, clearly engaging in conversation as they did, “She knows Hastings? How did I never know this?”

“I think you should ask Simon that yourself,” Daphne refused to look at him and sped up her pace as she paced away from something.

“Daphne!” Anthony exclaimed as quiet as possible to not draw any unnecessary attention toward them as he almost ran to catch up with her, “You know something.”

“I know many things, brother.”

“Then tell me.”

“No!”

“Why?”

“They are not my thoughts to share and I refuse to involve myself when it comes to two of you and a woman. Do you not remember the last time you two butted heads? You nearly shot one another!” Daphne whispered to him, and he knew she was right, Simon and Anthony disagreeing over a woman had never gone well before so there was no reason it would now.

“Fine, I will ask him.”

“Please do.”

“Can you not supply me with a hint?”

“Anthony...”

“I will leave it alone.”

The rest of the day had moved on a bit too slowly for Marella’s liking, the afternoon was just filled with so much excitement which she wished would continue; though, the day had to end at some point.

Evenings at the Orsini house were at times somewhat unconventional, Italians were regal in their own way, and did not conform to the many societal ideals set forth by the ton, especially inside their own home. Many a night was spent drinking red wine fetched from the depths of their astounding wine cellar, the youngest were allowed a glass each, whilst they others did as they pleased.

The dining room had been cascaded in a golden hue born from the open fireplace which was dancing with amber; it bounced off the many golden ornaments, statues, and frames and projected a starry sky onto the ceiling.  The family sat clustered at the centre of the table, three on one side and two opposing, each row engaged in chatter.

The two youngest, Lucia and Francesca, were fawning over the delicate designs displayed in Marella’s open sketchbook which she had brought back from her years in their home country, “These are beautiful, sister. You always did have the most graceful hand,” Lucia uttered as she scanned over the multiple portraits within the pages of the book with wonderment.

“I did have a lot of time to fill,” Marella told them as she sipped the wine from her flute, tucking her hair behind her ear before engaging with her sisters once again, “It helped me find peace.”

Across the table, Lorenzo and Sofia were engaged in their own words, “You did well today, I know it must have been difficult.”

Lorenzo huffed, and then flickered his eyes upward at Marella before turning to his mother, “She deserves to find her happiness, who am I to stand in the way of that?”

“You stand in the way when a thing may not be in her best interest.”

“Lord Evans? Please. He is the best option for her, he has a remarkable reputation within the ton, and he is a Marquess. Lord Evans has the means to provide her of a life in which she truly deserves.”

Sofia sighed, “It is early in the season, maybe it would be best to look elsewhere. Lord Evans seems as though he would take care of her, yes, but she wants more than that.”

“And with whom do you believe we should allow the opportunity?” Lorenzo asked her, the girls were still so tangled in their own words that had no idea what was occurring in front of them.

“Well, I do not believe Lord Bridgerton would be a bad choice.”

At the mere mumble of his name, Marella’s head lifted from the pages of her sketchbook, “I forgot to tell you. I accepted an invitation from the Duchess of Hastings for us to join them for supper tomorrow evening, I do hope that is not an issue?”

Sofia beamed, “Not at all. It would be lovely to spend an evening away from the nonsense of this season,” she turned to Lorenzo with a smirk, “Do you not agree, son?”

Lorenzo smiled through gritted teeth, “Absolutely, it will be a wonderful evening, I’m sure.”

The diamond smiled brightly and closed her sketchbook so gently so that it didn’t make a sound, “I think I will retire to bed now, I am to receive callers in the morning and would like to be refreshed for the occasion.”

“Of course, I do feel as though it is all our time,” Sofia finished the drips of wine still in her flute before rising from her seat with the rest of the family who were slowly filtering out from the room.

Soon enough, Marella was in the deep confinement of her bedroom, a place where she truly felt she didn’t have to act or pretend to be something else, “How was your day, My Lady?” Tabitha stood behind her, slowly and carefully freeing her many intricate braids so that they did not tangle or knot.

Tabitha wasn’t like the other aids, she was completely loyal to the Orsini family, specifically Marella, “It was eventful, I promenaded with Lord Evans which was lovely, and then the Duchess of Hastings invited us for supper tomorrow evening,” Marella told her friend as she removed her earrings, placing them on the glass top of her dressing table.

“Lord Evans? And how do you feel about him?”

Marella swirled a strand of her hair around her finger, “He seems intelligent, he knows many things but he does not seek to undermine my own knowledge or beliefs. Lord Evans is strong, and kind, and he looks at me with wonderment when I speak about my passions. It is as though he wishes to know my soul, that he does not care for anything else.”

“Your words are beautiful, but your orbs are hesitant,” Tabitha knew the woman sat before her, she knew her darkest thoughts and deepest desires, and whilst her voice showed excitement, her eyes showed something else, “What ails you?”

Marella thought hard about it, and she knew the answer to the question, “I feel as though I crave the gaze of another, and I saw him this afternoon and he saw me... and I wish that he could have looked at me just a bit longer.”

“Lord Bridgerton?”

Marella gasped, “How did you know? Is it truly obvious?”

Tabitha smiled and continued to untwine her braids, “On his part, yes. It is the word of the ton, not a soul missed how he gazed at you evening last. It is all across Whistledown, naturally it has stolen the interest of the ton.”

“I had not even glanced at the paper this morning, it does explain the staring,” Marella rose from her seat and planted herself at the foot of her large and plush four-postered bed.

“The competition for your hand has no doubt already started in their minds, you have your every desire at your feet,” Tabitha stood before her, tilting her head upward to place a delicate cream upon her cheeks.

“Do you think Lord Evans shall call here in the morning?”

“I beg you not to ask such silly questions when you already know the answer,” excitement bubbled in the pit of her stomach as Tabitha spoke, “Goodnight, My Lady.”

“Goodnight, Tabitha,” her voice was as soft as a flickering flame, Tabitha took her leave and Marella found herself with a million and one thoughts that beckoned her into a deep and gentle slumber.

All of her answered hopes had lulled her anxiety that morning, Marella had dressed and had allowed Tabitha to ready her hair and face, and once she stepped into the drawing room she found Lord Evans already awaiting her presence with a large bouquet of white roses in his hand.

“Lord Evans,” the intrusion of her voice made him turnabout abruptly, his orbs softening instantly once they found the owner, “I did not mean to startle you, good morning,” she approached him by a couple of steps, her hand flat against her stomach and the other hanging by her side.

“Please do not apologise, I was in a world of my own,” he told her with a smile, “Good morning, these are for you,” he offered the flowers out to her and she moved to him, plucking them from his grasp; Lord Evans watched her close her eyes and inhale deeply, her shoulders shuddering in slightly in delight.

Marella opened her ocean blue orbs, spheres that Lord Evans had noticed immediately and had instantly become his favourite thing in the world, “They are beautiful, Lord Evans. Thank you,” she turned and handed them to one of the many aids scattered about the room, wheeling in various liquids and nibbles, “Please sit, would you like some tea?”

“I would, and please, call me Sebastian.”

There was a sparkle in a deep ocean and her chest rose as she inhaled sharply, almost as if his words had taken her by surprise, “Well, then you must call me Marella,” Tabitha approached with two saucers and placed them on the table.

“It is a lovely day, is it not?”

The lady hummed in slight agreement as she shifted her gaze to peer out the window, gazing at a clear blue sky and a soft breeze that swept along the branches of every tree, blue birds danced in the air, “Quite, although, I believe I prefer the beaches of Italy.”

“I had been meaning to ask you how your time away had been?”

“It was very much required,” Marella paused and swallowed thickly, sipping her tea to vanquish the lump that had formed in her throat, “Our home there is quite astonishing, I spent a lot of my time on the beaches sketching, or playing the violin, or decorating... I very much enjoy that.”

“You are quite creative then?”

“Yes. I do not believe there is any better feeling than to make something you desire with nothing but passion. Would you not agree?”

There was a pause, it was comfortable, and he found himself lost in another moment, another moment where she hypnotised him into silence without even knowing it; it had become a frequent occurrence in the little time he had known her, “Yes, I would in fact.”

“Good. Now, tell me, what do you know of art?”

The morning waved over, bar the few minor interruptions from the family, mainly Lorenzo, Sebastian and Marella had a pleasant time in one another's company; they spoke of art, history, literature, and the hopes for their lives. When it was time for him to go, Marella felt like a ship was sinking in her stomach, “We must prepare for the dinner this evening at the Bridgerton residence, My Lady,” Tabitha had urged and Sebastian had told her that it would be fine, and that he would see her when he was next able to.

“Do you promise?”

Sebastian smirked and raised her hand, grazing his lips over her bare knuckles, “Just as the sun does to rise each morning,” he pulled back, fixing his top hat to the crown of his head, “I will see you soon. I hope you have a lovely evening.”

“I will look forward to it.”

Hello lovelies!

Just a little interesting filler for you, I really wanted to expand on the blossoming relationship between Marella and Sebastian, and the intrigue from Anthony!

The next chapter is going to be so much fun to write and hope you’re looking forward to it!

Love,

Ottie x

[fandomandangstlover]

I’m a loyal fan, been subscribed to the channel since 2013. I’ve gotten so attached to SMG4 and its cast of characters that ideas have started to form in my head. No joke, I even managed to come up with an idea for a whole arc at work today. And if it didn’t mean so much to me I never would have gone as far as to share it, because SOMEONE out there has to hear it. I ended up further developing the idea of this arc in my head, and it resulted in me conceiving an entire story stemming from Mario eating a Deep Fried Twinkie.

A strange traveler crashes into Mario’s yard, with the plumber believing it to have been a prize from his can of Spaghetti-O’s.

At a closer inspection, however, he would soon come to realize this prize is no mere plastic trinket.

The events that follow take Mario on an epic quest, one that provides a treasure greater than Spaghetti. With the help of his new pals Dizzy the Egg and Indian-American alternative medicine advocate Deepak Chopra, Mario crosses a multitude of realms between dimensional rifts to find the legendary Berserker Badge.

With the plumber seemingly gone from the world of SMG4, how will our colorful cast of characters deal with this unexpected change?

Refusing to accept the worst-case scenario, Meggy and our oh-so lovable Glitchy boi set out to find a lead to their friend’s whereabouts and bring him back home where he belongs.

Because in spite of his antics, there are people who truly care about that idiot.

Part 1:

Act I:

Mario Fucking Dies After Eating a Deep Fried Twinkie.mp4

Diagonal Mario

Act II:

Mario Finds A Prize In His Cereal Box

The Four Bibbles of Deepak Chopra

Act III:

If Mario Was In…Treasure Island Dizzy

Mario In Another Dimension

__________________________________________

Part 2:

Act IV:

M.I.A.

The Discovery

Multicolored Flying Flinger Porygons

Act V:

Where’s Chopra?

The Three Paisanos

Mario and the Vira Anomaly

Act VI:

Meggy & Glitchy

Finding Mario

The Wikipedia Definition of Caffeine

Way of the Berserker

War Of The Fat Italians 20XX: Berserker Only Run

This isn’t intended to be dark or depressing like the previous arcs. There aren’t any real high-stake plots; it’s all about the memorable moments of Mario’s journey and the friends he makes along the way. The SMG4 gang wants to find Mario because they genuinely miss him, and not because he’s the Avatar. The whole story is meant to capture the absurd, chaotic spirit of classic SMG4 while also sprinkling in some found family in between. Meggy and SMG4 serve a major role in this story, acting as the big brother and sister figures of Mario respectively. Tari and Saiko also have their own dynamic between one another and actively contribute to helping with finding Mario.

I haven’t shared this anywhere else besides my Tumblr, which in itself is a relatively quiet and peaceful place for me to reside on the internet. I don’t really do well with social media outlets that have lots of other people because I am generally afraid to put myself out there. So I’m hoping to at the very least share this bit of fan creativity in a more direct manner.

OH COW THAT'S A LOT

the idea is very nice!!!! i like it!! funni lil arc ^^

[ecofinisher]

The Adventures of Super Nathan 4 - Chap 24

Chapter 24

Lila sat in the waiting room along with four other people at the parish hall waiting for her turn. She held in her hands an envelope and a ticket with a number from the dispenser, showing she was two turns away from her call. The woman observed the number change, the watched one of the guests stand up and make his way to the desks in the front, where clerks were sitting with a client. Lila took out of the envelope the sheet to take a look over the entire thing.

“Thank goodness Luka knew how to help me. Can’t believe the secretary didn’t show any matter, that I lost my ID at the accident. As if any other person in this situation with amnesia would know it better,” Lila murmured quiet. Lila heard another person being called forward and she observed a middle-aged person with light gray hair move further to head to sector C, where the seat had been free now. Lila smiled knowing she would be the next one, afterward she looked out of the waiting room and recognized Marinette Couffaine, which had been carrying a box on her hands, and stopped by the reception, where a woman stood. Lila observed the woman hand out the box to the other woman, which smiled and took out from her vest jacket out two bills and say thank you to the blue-haired woman. Marinette stored the bills inside her purse, while adjusting them inside the wallet and she glimpsed at the waiting room to recognize Lila.

“Good morning, Lila!” Greeted Marinette moving towards the Italian woman, which waved at the woman. “Are you here because of the ID?”

“Yes, exactly,” Responded Lila. “If you see, tell Luka thank you from me,”

“I will,” Answered Marinette. “Do you need me to go there with you?” Asked Marinette making Lila shake her head.

“It’s alright, I don’t need it,” Responded Lila followed by the device calling the next person, which now was the raven-haired’s turn. “Oh, it’s my turn,”

“Great, I’m coming with you,” Mentioned Marinette grabbing Lila on her shoulder, which sighed a little at Marinette’s help, but nodded accepting it anyway.

“Perhaps I could need something,” Lila commented earning a smile from Marinette, which held her hand out to let Lila walk first, and both head to the first secretary to encounter a dark-skinned man at the office, which got up to greet the woman.

“Good day,” Spoke the man holding out his hand to shake Lila and Marinette’s then allowed the two to sit down in front of his desk. “How can I help you?”

“I would like to make a new ID card. I lost mine in a car accident and I filled in the needed information,” Lila explained giving the man her sheet, which he took to work with it.

Marinette looked up at the second level, where the resident's registration office was, and spotted Mireille Caquette on it, waiting at the counter to be attended.

“Lila, you have to pass by the wedding room later. I’m pretty sure we’ll be able to tickle your memory a little,” Marinette suggested, then Lila looked back to see, where the place was located and Marinette pointed up.

“It’s on the first floor on the other side. Don’t worry, I’ll show you,” Marinette commented making Lila nod.

The man moved the computer screen at Lila and Marinette, so both could look at the screen.

“Is the data all correct?” Questioned the man, then Lila verified the filled-in content and looked at Marinette.

“Is alleé rouge 28 our road?” Questioned Lila making Marinette nod.

“Yes, it is,” Responded Marinette.

“Thank you,” Responded Lila earning a nod from the staff member. “So far everything is correct here,” Spoke Lila making Marinette nod, then the man got up at the corridor to wait for a document he sent to the large printer standing there.

“You do know your full name from now, right?” Questioned Marinette earning Lila’s attention.

“That’s the only thing I haven’t forgotten yet,” “Really?” Asked Marinette surprised making Lila nod. “Didn’t notice,”

The man returned with two sheets and placed them on the table for Lila , then pointed at the end of both sheets to inform her, where to sign.

“One of them is for you, the other for us. Please sign the two here,” Asked the man earning a nod from Lila, which picked the pen beside her to put her signature on them with Marinette observing it. After Lila signed it, Marinette noticed, that Lila had written her full name on it with her current last name making her raise her eyebrows notably pleased, she was right on that part.

“Your signature is pretty,” Complimented Marinette watching Lila look at the signature to see the surname Kurtzberg on it and Lila raised her eyebrows up in confusion about it.

“Now the times I practiced writing my name are finally getting paid off” Lila declared signing a sheet, that was in front of her.

“I’ve signed here something like that before,” Stated Lila and looked at Marinette. “Have I been here before?” Questioned the Italian woman watching Marinette ponder about it and nod.

“Yes,” Answered the blue-haired woman. “If you can, follow me after we’re done here,” Commented Marinette earning a nod from the raven-haired woman.

On the floor, near the wedding room, both women arrived at the top of the stairs and Marinette showed the former brunette the entrance to the wedding room, where years ago she along with Nathaniel got married.

“It seems as if there is going to be one soon,” Marinette commented from seeing inside the room a groom standing there with a best man discussing the ceremony. Lila walked to the door slowly, then glimpsed into the room to see chairs on the side of the room and at the end the table with three chairs, where the couples would wed officially. Lila observed the place, then closed her eyes as she was trying to remember when it was her last time there.

Lila was standing in front of the entrance to the wedding room remembering her parents, which were standing inside the room along with the mother of Nathaniel, which was on the opposite side. Lila looked at the side to see beside her Nathaniel Kurtzberg standing there looking into the room as well with a rather nervous smile on his face. Lila chuckled, then shove her hand into Nathaniel’s to give him comfort.

“You’re also nervous?” Questioned Lila making Nathaniel nod once.

“My stomach is tingling about our day. It’s an important one, I want it to be good,”

“It will, Nathy. The nervousity always tends to speak louder,” The brunette commented making Nathaniel nod and reach his forehead, so both could lean against each other with it. “You know very well how much I want to be called…..”

“Lila Kurtzberg,” Lila said along with Nathaniel, followed by the woman chuckle.

“He’s my husband!” Lila gasped in surprise, while Marinette dropped her mouth astonished at the friend’s self-realization. Both women noticed inside the wedding room both the groom and the registry official were looking at the women confused, then Marinette faked a grin at the two men.

“Sorry, we’ve been here a while ago…..we’re…..reminiscing about the old times,” Marinette commented, then moved Lila aside to avoid more embarrassment and leaned herself on the wall with Lila standing in front of her. “That was awkward, just imagine as you said that the bride would be in there and get mad,” Spoke Marinette, then watched Lila take out her smartphone to look at the display to see herself in the picture with Nathaniel, which had behind each other their one arm.

“I…..wow, I really married one of my best friends,” Lila spoke making Marinette nod.

“One of the first ones to understand you the way others couldn’t,” Added Marinette. Lila embraced the shorter woman tightly, shrieking her, which smiled afterward and caressed Lila’s back.

“Thank you,”

“Don’t mention it,” Was Marinette’s response, after she made Lila figure out more about her life before the accident.

At the school, the first grade of Mrs. Donner had sports lessons and were preparing along with the gym teacher the mats for the sport the teacher had planned to play.

“Alright kids, the last mattress you can place here at the corner near the gate,” Said the teacher helping Emily, Duarte and Jake carry the thin mat to the edge. The other students returned from the other corners after having pushed the mat across the hall to the respective corner. “If none of you mind, please bring one snag with bands here. Any color you want,” Questioned the tan-skinned woman, then Johnny raised his hand up and ran into the storage room.

“Johnny! Bring red! Bring red!” Chanted Rouven making Elliot chuckle.

“We had red last time. We could pick a different color, like blue,” Added Elliot making Zheng nod, which walked past them to return to the walls along with the other students.

“Or green,” Added Zheng making Elliot nod and join the rest of the class along with Rouven, then waited along with the others for the remaining students to join.

“There’s nothing better than playing ball sports,” Commented Rouven rubbing his hands together making Elliot nod.

“I love it as well. It’s so cool, we can also have a lot of fun together like, and this counting as school too!,” Commented Debby making Rouven nod.

“Yes,”

“I like school so far,” Spoke Elliot. “It’s not as bad as it sounded first when I saw my dad studying,”

“I sometimes don’t like the homework part. I’m not very happy with the reading. Math and drawing are okay,” Mentioned Rouven.

The gym teacher returned with the rest of the children, then received from Johnny the snag with the bands.

“Thank you. Children, we’re going to make two teams. I will make the team by calling first a few of you out to put on the band,” Explained the teacher taking out a few bands and looking at the class. “Alright, Jake, Debby, Zheng, Ruby, Eireen, and Elliot. You will be team red, take the band with you and distribute yourself around the field. The rest gather behind the first mattress,”

“Oh no, we’re playing against Elliot,” Mentioned Cody sad, watching Elliot walk off with his team and waved at his friends with a little smile.

“So are Eireen and Ruby,” Commented Nathalie joining the boys making Cody nod.

“Alright, if you all agree I and Johnny go first, then it’s Emily and Nathalie. Duarte and Cody will be the last ones,” Rouven explained making the group nod.

The teacher returned from the storage room with a hula hoop to drop it a few meters away from the corner, then waited for Jake from the red group to come to the front to stay by the loop.

“You know the rules, if the ball hits the middle of the loop, the turn is over. Who doesn’t make it on top of a mattress has to return to the start, who’s on the mattress has to wait for the friend’s turn,” The woman stated making the children nod.

Johnny took the ball from the ground, then looked at Rouven, which nodded, thereafter Johnny threw the ball up in the air and raced along the hall to the first base, while a few of the red team split up to follow the ball.

“Go Johnny!” Shouted Cody along with Duarte watching the blonde reach the first mat, in the meanwhile one of the opposite team’s children managed to take the ball and throw back to another team member. Johnny was around the hall and spotted that the ball had been throwing directly at Jake’s position, who stood a few meters aside from the loop waiting for the ball. Johnny went faster and jumped in the air at the same time as Jake caught the ball to smack it against the ground on the loop, followed by the teacher blowing her whistle.

“Johnny’s out!” Warned the teacher making the blonde groan, then stamped his way back to his team. Rouven received the ball back from Jake, then he got prepared to use the ball. Rouven dropped the ball on his foot to kick it far away at the end of the hall to make the last four students of the enemy team get behind it, while Rouven took the opporunity to cross the hall fast. At the arrival of the first mat, he followed to the second one and Eireen had been the one to catch the ball, then threw it at Ruby, which failed to caught it making Eireen smile embarrassed.

“I’m sorry,” Apologized Eireen watching Ruby give it to Zheng, who threw the ball across the hall passing above Rouven’s side, which noticed that and went faster managing to arrive at the last base to score for his team. Elliot caught the ball and noticed his friend had managed to get around the hall, then smiled a little glad about his friend’s success, then rolled the ball on the floor towards Jake, which waved at Rouven.

“It’s your turn, Emily,” Mentioned Johnny making Emily nod, which kicked the ball with her feet diagonally and Ruby jumped in the air missing to catch the ball, which flew above her head. Debby ran to pick the ball, then passed it over to Elliot, which gave it back to Jake and crashed the ball against the hole of the loop, followed by making the teacher whistle.

“Safe!” The teacher shouted observing Emily jump happy on top of the second mat. Afterward, Nathalie received the ball from Jake, then she looked around the place wondering, where she should throw the ball. Nathalie threw her ball forward, then departed from her spot watching Debby race along with Elliot towards her direction. Nathalie saw the ball in her way and she jumped above it slightly touching it with her foot making it roll aside to the wall and Elliot kicked the ball against the wall making it jump back, shrieking Debby at the loud crack on the wall and observed the ball roll above the field, so Zheng could take it and send it flying towards Jake, which hit the spot inside the loop again and watched Nathalie stand on the first base waiting and Emily landed on her butt on the last mat.

“Out!” Warned the teacher making Emily groan annoyed from having failed by a little bit and returned to the group along with the thrown ball by the brother of hers.

“Come Duarte, show us your best kick,” Cheered Rouven watching Duarte kick the ball high in the air, followed by departing immediately. In the meanwhile he glimpsed up seeing his ball had hit the rings above the hall, which stopped the ball, making it drop behind his back. Duarte continued running watching Nathalie passing above the third mattress and heading to the last one, while Zheng grabbed the ball to throw it at Debby, which gave it to Elliot, which passed to Jake. Duarte stopped at the third base watching Jake hit the ground with the ball and he smiled seeing he had managed to stay safe.

“Safe!”

“Okay, Cody, kick the ball at the other corner and try to go all around the hall for us to get double points. You can do that,” Rouven commented making Cody nod, which threw the ball in the air to kick it, thereafter he departed, shortly all began to laugh and Cody looked up to see he had hit the ball behind the board of the basket and was now stuck in there. Cody began to laugh as well, then the teacher went to take a look at it.

“Don’t worry, kids. I’ll get the bar to get the ball down. You can give it another try, Kodiak,” Mentioned the teacher making Cody nod.

“At least you scored this time…...besides it’s not the right side of the net thing,” Mentioned Elliot approaching his friend, which chuckled.

“This kind of happens with that ball all the time,” Commented Debby. “My father at the school had this a lot of times,”

“My father at the school was good at catching balls. This is why he many times was a goalkeeper at soccer,” Mentioned Cody making Elliot nod.

“My dad could play well with the team, but he told me two other classmates would have scored for their team. One was also a girl and she was short according to him,” The Agreste boy commented making Rouven nod.

“Like my mother,” Commented Zheng. “My dad is almost two heads taller than her,”

“Just like my parents,” Added Elliot, then Nathalie joined the convo.

“My dad is around a head and a half shorter than my mom. She doesn’t even wear the shoes with the sticks on them,” “I think my parents are the same height,” Commented Debby thinking about hers. “What about the rest of you?”

“My dad is the tall one,” Commented Rouven making Jake and Duarte nod.

“My parents are almost the same height. My dad is just a few little inches taller than mom,” Commented Ruby, then looked at Eireen.

“My new moms have about two heads or three different. My real parents, who I had before my mother looked taller,” Spoke Eireen making the students nod. Debby stepped forward and placed her hand on Eireen’s arm.

“I’m sorry about your loss. It must be very difficult to handle something this sad,” Debby stated making Eireen smile a little.

“Today I have two new people, that will help me. It’s a lot different, then what I knew from before, but it’s good,” Confessed Eireen making Debby nod, thereafter Nathalie embraced her friend along with Ruby.

“We’re here, if you need to talk,” Spoke Ruby making Nathalie nod. As a third person, Rouven placed his hand on Ruby’s shoulder to be able to look at his new cousin.

“Your…...same-old cousin is also here for you. At good and bad times,”

Eireen smiled at the boy, which mirrored her expression back observing the girl trio together.

Durant stood inside the bus holding himself on a pole while using his smartphone. He tapped with one of the fingers on the screen to write down a text, then tightened his grip on the pole as he felt the bus slow down to make a stop and it sank its suspensions to approach the ground and opened the door for passengers to get out. Five people had entered in the middle of the bus, making Durant roll his eyes up and spot Lila Kurtzberg entering along with her friend Marinette, which walked along with her to the front to take a sit behind the driver’s cabin. Durant dropped his mouth from recognizing the raven-haired woman then opened his internet search engine to look for the Italian’s name.

“That’s her,” Mumbled Durant looking forward at the two women, then leaned against the wall with the hinged seats to look at them.

“Yesterday on the streaming service we’ve found that movie Elliot told Rouven about it and we had all watched it together. I was pretty shocked how the movie despite being meant for a young audience kills off easily one of the protagonists,” Explained Marinette making Lila curious.

“What? Now that’s something I don’t see in today’s animation. Are you sure the movie was really meant for kids?” Questioned Lila. “I once had set a movie to play for Nathalie, which was animation and it turned out it was rated PG and had uhm…...mature content. My luck was, that Nathaniel saved the day by shutting the electricity down to prevent the scene to go into that topic,”

“What was the movie called?” Questiond Marinette.

“I think Demon Snake,” Spoke Lila. “I had seen on the movie cover a kitsune and thought it would be cute,”

“I don’t think I know that movie,”

“For teens and older audience it’s sure a good watch,” Commented Marinette. “About what happened before at the townhall…..how exactly did you remember Nathaniel? What did you remember about him?”

“I had remember standing there in front of the entrance of the wedding room together with him. He was nervous. He was happy, but his nervousity was taking away the best of him at that moment. I had comforted him about it and then….I had remembered how I signed my last name an…..I remembered stating to Nathaniel how much I wanted to be called like that,” Inserted the actress making Marinette nod.

“You really wanted that during the years you were together with him. It’s hard to admit, but I actually like the ring of it. Dare I say, it’s even better than your maiden one,”

Lila chuckled about Marinette’s comment, then both looked at the front of the window as the bus stopped at one stop and they were at the road, which passed by the louvre.

“Next bus stop will be my exit, do you want to come with me in for a cup of coffee?” Questioned Marinette watching Lila ponder about the offer, then nodded.

“Why not,” Lila replied making Marinette smile.

Durant watched the two women get out of the bus, then he got out a few seconds later and watched them walk on the path.

“Hmm,” Murmured the blonde watching the two woman move into the next path, that led to a six-leveled house, that consisted of more appartments. The man followed the women to the path, then observed Marinette take out her key to open the door and he approached the woman normally, stopping by to see Marinette let Lila enter into the building first, then she noticed the man standing by.

“Are you going to visit anyone?” Questioned Marinette making the man nod and step up on the step.

“Yes, I’m going to visit an old friend of mine, his name is…….” Durant began, then rolled his eyes at the available bells. “Costas,” Added Durant glimpsing back at the woman, hoping to not look any suspicious.

“Ah I think I know who you mean. He’s the one who is a pilot, right?” Questioned Marinette making Durant hesistate a second, then nodded.

“Exactly. He’s a pilot. A good one,” Durant added making the blue-haired woman nod.

“Cool. I don’t know if he’s around to be honest. Well I don’t have to, I just used to see him once in a while, when he left for work, that’s all,”

“I will see if he’s around,” Commented Durant.

The duo went stairs up, followed by the man a few steps behind and he stopped at the second floor to observe the blue-haired woman unlock the door to let Lila enter. Durant stepped at the current floor, then moved to the next step and took a look into the appartment of the Couffaines.

“This is Rouven’s room. Mines over there,” Marinette commented, then Durant moved his head above the railing to see the door half-open, afterward Marinette moved back to spot Durant gaze into her appartment, shrieking him.

“Uh I was just getting down, I think I’m going too far,” Lied Durant making Marinette nod.

“His room is right there in front of mine,” Mentioned Marinette making Durant nod, then get to the front of the door waiting for Marinette to enter into the appartment. “You can ring there as well,” Commented Marinette making Durant frown as the woman hadn’t entered into the appartment, then he looked down at the doorbell moving his finger towards it and had an idea.

“Oh good you have spoken. I just noticed this isn’t the door of my friend…..I must have gotten into the wrong road,” Made up the man hoping Marinette would buy it.

“Well he’s the only one I know named Da Costa, who’s a pilot.”

“That’s funny, cause my friend’s name is Costas only,” Mentioned Durant walking past Marinette, noticing Lila stand in there looking at him. “Hey, isn’t that this actress from the show, that airs every night?” Questioned Durant making Marinette nod.

“Yes, but she’s off the work, so there’s no autographs nor pictures,” Marinette warned making Durant nod.

“Sure, I’ll be going and see if my friend lives in one of the other houses and leave. Good day,” Durant wished making his way downstairs, thereafter Marinette looked at the raven-haired woman, which observed the guy leave.

“Is it just me or does this man remind you of someone?” Questioned Marinette making Lila shrug her shoulders.

In the afternoon, Kagami sat in the bedroom of Elliot beside the boy reading out loud a small text from a book, while Elliot was writing down, what he had heard.

“The princess took her bow and shot it down,” Kagami read making Elliot nod, which was noticing down the sentence.

Into the bedroom Adrien walked in, while holding on his hand his smartphone as he had been on a video call between two old friends of him.

“My son’s doing the homework, perhaps he’s done now,” Commented Adrien, then noticed Kagami looking back at her husband and Elliot was finishing his sentence. “Kagami, do you want to tell Parker and Ulrich hi?” Questioned Adrien making Kagami smile, then Adrien turned his back to his wife and moved the camera towards her, so she would wave at the brunette and the short-hair-shaved man.

“Hey, how are you two doing?” Questioned Kagami making the two men nod. On Ulrich’s split screen appeared a child with brown hair looking at his father, then waved at Kagami and Adrien.

“That’s my son, Lukas,” Introduced Ulrich making Kagami smile. Adrien grinned as well, then tapped on Elliot’s shoulder to call his attention.

“Elliot, will you say hello to Ulrich and Parker? They’re old friends of mine and your mother,” Adrien mentioned watching Elliot look at the adults, then waved at them.

“Hello,” Greeted Elliot neutrally, then Adrien patted the son on his head.

“We’ve met them in the fencing tournament years ago,” Inserted Adrien making Elliot nod.

“The one, where you won?” Questioned Elliot making Adrien shake his head.

“No, another one, but we saw each other as well on the one I won,” Commented Adrien looking back at the screen to see Parker dissapear from the image to return with a toddler in his arms, which was sucking on a pacifier and held her tighly.

“You’ve got another baby already?” Questioned Kagami enchanted by seeing the young kid making the Swedish man chuckle.

“That’s actually my younger sister, well, step-sister. It’s a long story,” Commented Parker making Ulrich sink his eyebrows sad, while Adrien furrowed his eyebrows.

“Uh did I miss something?” Questioned Adrien making Parker nod.

“My dad was…..well unfaitful to my mother and got her sister pregnant,” Mentioned Parker. “Apparently this affair existed for a few months, but she had gotten pregnant and only figured it out very late,”

“Woah, that’s insane,” Commented Adrien looking at Kagami, which was surprised as well. “Some people do like to believe, that they’re never caught,” Adrien commented, then observed above the videocall Marinette’s name blend in with capitalized letters. “THE COUSIN FROM YOUR DAD WHO WAS ARRESTED IS OUT!”

Adrien raised up his eyebrows at the comment, then looked at Kagami, which had the same facial expression and looked at her husband.

“I’ll call her,” Kagami said picking up the smartphone from Elliot’s desk and got out of the bedroom, closing the door behind her. She searched up for Marinette’s phone number, so she could call her.

“Marinette, it’s me, Kagami. What’s up with the cousin you’re talking about?”

“This guy had been looking inside our building for a friend of him. I had felt like I had seen him somewhere and did some researching. I figured out he was the cousin, that had kidnapped Emilie years ago. It’s just after all these years his looks have changed. This is why I didn’t recognize him at start,” “But he doesn’t know you right? You two defeated him as you were still Ladybug and Cat Noir, right?”

“Yes sure, just I’m surprised he’s already out of jail,”

“He had served his sentence. I don’t know the exact number of years he had to do, but if you believe he’s out earlier it might be because of good behavior. Not all criminals in jail will stay there forever, at least the ones, who didn’t commit such things as murder,”

“I presume he should have changed while he was in there. At least many have started to life and appreciate their free time now more as usual,” Marinette spoke. “I was hoping to speak to Adrien about it, since it’s his cousin, but this is fine too,”

“I think for now on, just forget about him. He’s trying to start his second chance. Maybe if you see him again and he seems lost or anything you can offer him help. There’s nothing better, than having somebody to lead us throught life better,”

“Exactly, you’ve got a good point. Well, I’m sure Adrien or his parents are going to figure out he’s out of jail soon or later. Perhaps you two could mention it, in case they surprisingly meet randomly on the outside,”

“Don’t worry, I’ll talk to Adrien later. Thanks for the message,” Said Kagami. “See ya,”

Nathaniel entered the house along with his daughter, then Nathalie raced into the living room to jump on the couch to turn on the TV.

“I’m going to turn on the TV. The series is about to start,” Nathalie said.

“Alright, I will go upstairs and see, where your mother is,” Nathaniel commented walking them up, while he held on his hand Nathalie’s rucksack and dropped it in front of the closed door. He went further, getting by the entrance to the hobby room to encounter Lila sitting on the chair by his drawing table looking into a large photo album.

“I visited along with Nathalie my mom. I’m not sure if you’ve seen the message I sent,” Nathaniel mentioned earning the attention of his wife.

“Uh and good afternoon,” Greeted Nathaniel watching Lila get up.

“Welcome back,” Greeted Lila approaching the redhead, then leaned her face against Nathaniel’s to peck him on his lips. “How was work?” Questioned the raven-haired woman noticing Nathaniel was surprised about her deed.

“For what was that?” Questioned Nathaniel, then Lila grabbed Nathaniel’s hand and at him.

“I remembered our talk before getting into the wedding room back at the registry office,” Mentioned Lila making Nathaniel sink his chin down slowly.

“When I was worried about the ceremony?” Questioned Nathaniel making Lila nod. “Wait…..so you mean, you remember what happened afterward?”

“It was our wedding,” Responded Lila. “We got married on that day,”

“So you know who I am?” Questioned Nathaniel watching Lila show him her hand with the wedding ring.

“You’re the one, who had put the ring on my finger,” Nathaniel smiled taking Lila’s hand to pull in closer to his chest. “I wanted to give you the love you deserved,”

“You’re a sweetheart,” Commented Lila leaning her forehead on Nathaniel’s. Both heard a cough, then looked at the exit to see Nathalie stand there eyeing the duo surprised. Lila chuckled a little at the girl’s sight, then Nathalie ran into the arms of Lila to hug her.

“Guess who got to remember your daddy?” Questioned Nathaniel, then the daughter placed her hand on his armmaking him smile and pull her along with Lila into their arms to hug her, giving her an amused smile.

[lovely-cherubs]

Scarlet Embers, Chapter 2: Secrets, Lies & Betrayal

After skating for about 3 hours, with breaks in between, Haruka had finally reached BurrWood, a suburb in Yorknew City. It was also where she lived. The place was known for its thriving nature and strong multicultural influences, with residents coming from the Republic of Padokea, Jappon, and even the Kakin Empire.

She sighed in relief, admiring the scenery of the place. It had lush fields and gardens along with raccoons, squirrels, pigeons, and even rabbits thriving in the green. A few coyotes and foxes were also present in the area.

After a few more hours, Haruka had finally reached her parents house. She pushed the button on her belt and in a few seconds, the wheels on the bottom of her shoes retracted, no longer visible.

She walked towards the small entrance gate, closing it behind her after she entered. She glanced at the exterior of the house while walking towards the front door, smiling as she admired its infrastructure.

"I'm home!" Haruka announced entering the house, shutting the door behind her. Upon entering, she saw her dad, Chanyeol, was sitting on the living room couch watching TV, while her mom, Sunhee, was in the kitchen making dinner.

Upon seeing Haruka enter, she walked up and embraced her into a warm, affectionate hug. After a few seconds, Chanyeol joined in, pulling the two into a tight bear hug. The hug was so tight that neither Haruka or Sunhee could breathe.

"Ack! Father... too... tight." Haruka said, struggling to speak. He let go of the hug before chuckling at Haruka's reaction of taking in exaggerated deep breaths. In the meantime, Sunhee walked into the kitchen before coming back again with a plate.

"Welcome home dear! I made you your favorites while you were gone: bulgogi, rabokki, tteokgalbi, and of course, yangnyeom and buldak chicken."

Haruka's eyes sparkled at the sight of the glistening meals. The smell of barbeque emitting from the bulgogi and the sweet and spicy gochujang-based sauce on the fried chicken entered her nose, making her mouth water.

"I also made some huraideu-chicken (regular fried chicken) in case you wanted that instead. Then again, you love spicy food so that won't be a problem."

(if you're wondering, Sun-Hee is South Korean, Mexican, and Italian and Chan-Yeol is South Korean-Japanese)

"Thank you mom. You really didn't have to." Haruka smiled before grabbing a plate. Her parents knew her very well. If there was anything that could grab Haruka's attention, it was food.

"Nonsense. We'd do anything for our daughter, and that includes making her favorite food." Roberto ruffled her hair.

“Hey, stop it.” Haruka chuckled, jokingly pushing away his hand before fixing her hair.

“Oh by the way, wish Genji a birthday for me will you?” Chanyeol asked. Her eyes widened.

“Ah! How did I forget!? Haruka panicked. She’d completely forgotten about Genji’s birthday.

“And after I marked it on the calendar. On top of that, I didn’t get anything for him!” She was now pacing around the living room table.

“It's alright, we can make a cake for him.” Sunhee suggested, walking back into the kitchen and taking out the ingredients.

“I'm positive he'll accept it. He's a nice guy after all.” Hearing that last sentence, Haruka’s smile faded. Chanyeol realized the gloomy look on her face. It was the same face she made after breaking up with Kami, one of her exes.

“Hey, what's wrong?” he asked. “Did something happen?” This was the saddest that he'd ever seen Haruka.

She let out a sigh before responding. She looked up and began to explain the situation.

“I haven't told Selene or Ragna this but Genji has sort of been mistreating me lately.”

Both Sunhee and Chanyeol’s eyes widened. Genji? Mistreating Haruka? What was going on? This was the first time they've ever heard of such a thing.

“We're listening,” Sunhee assured the girl.

When she first met Genji, he presented himself as a kind, respectful and hardworking man. He always offered to help around the house abd even helped Chanyeol in his engineering workshop on days where he couldn't go to work.

Haruka sighed before telling them the whole story.

“Well to start off, he bosses me around and acts pushy. He has strong opinions about what I should be doing and even what I wear and how I should dress.” Haruka explained taking off the jacket that was covering her attire underneath.

She was wearing a black corset with chains patterns criss-crossing on its front and a black layered skirt underneath. Along with it, she wore a pair of long black armless gloves and two garter belts attached to both of her knee high boots, as well as a necklace.

“This morning, before I left to go to the café, he told me he didn't like this outfit, said that it made me look like an “emo harlot”, and forced me to go change. I changed the outfit, but I wasn't going to listen to him because I didn't agree with what he said and hid the outfit in my bag so that I could change once I got to a public restroom.”

Both Sunhee and Chanyeol’s eyes widened in disbelief hearing what Genji had called their daughter. Chanyeol himself was so shocked he spit out his beer, spilling it all over the kitchen floor. An emo harlot? Did he bump his head into a wall or something?

“Excuse me!?” Chanyeol demanded, still in disbelief about this whole thing. This did not sound like the Genji he knew and respected, the Genji that worked with him in his workshop from time to time. Something wasn't right.

“Yeah. It's not the first time he’s said some really hurtful things. There was also that time he kept talking about my boobs, butt, and other body parts in front of his friends and it made me really uncomfortable. He even groped them in front of them.

"I yelled at him to shut up and stop doing that and he slapped me across the face, saying that I was overreacting and acting like a bitch. It hurt, but I know he didn't mean any of those things.”

“Okay, first off, he has no right to talk to you like that and second,”— Sunhee took the cake out from the oven— “that is abuse, assault, and most of all, not okay. I'll be on the phone with his parents tonight.” Sunhee shook her head in disbelief.

Chanyeol nodded in agreement. He was going to have a talk with Genji and see what the problem was that he was behaving this way. He put his beer down and walked over to Haruka, embracing her into a hug.

“You did the right thing by coming to us and telling us about this.” Haruka’s eyes began to water. Tears streamed. down her cheeks as she returned the hug. She was lucky to have such supportive parents.

“Thank you…" she whispered." How did I get so lucky to have amazing parents like you two?”

Chanyeol chuckled as he eyed Sunhee, who was decorating the cake she baked for Genji. “I think the real question is, how did we get so lucky to have a daughter like you.

“Remember Haruka, you can talk to us if you need anything. Also,” — Chanyeol reached into his pocket and took out a container with pills. Not just any pills, but Haruka’s medication to treat her ADHD.

“You forgot to take your Adyssol RM again today.” He put it in her hand. Haruka’s eyes widened as she glanced at the container (think of it as the equivalent of Adderall XR irl).

“Seriously! Again?” She groaned, putting it inside her bag. “I really need to find a way to remind myself to take my meds.”

A few hours later...

Haruka stood at the front door of "Home Works", a home improvement retail corporation. Like most home improvement retail corporations, the place sold tools, construction products, appliances, and even transportation rentals.

It was here Genji worked at the manager and because she was giving him a surprise visit, she didn't let him know she was coming to visit. Haruka sighed in relief as she held the square, cream-colored cake box with both hands.

Haruka eyed the note taped on the fake flowers on the box. It read: "Happy 20th Birthday Genji! Enjoy this surprise I helped Haruka and Mrs. Utashima make for you will ya? - Ms. Scieszka"

Haruka smiled. Ms. Scieszka was their next door neighbor and friends with Haruka's mother. She owned her very own bakery named "Scieszka" and would often visit Sunhee either at home or her clinic to give her some bread, cookies, doughnuts, and other flour-based baked goods that bakeries sold.

Sunhee was an apothecary and would often work long hours in her shop, some shifts lasting up to midnight, so having some of her goods, especially bread, to eat was a life saver. Haruka was worried that she'd have to carry the cake without a secure container; she completely forgot that Ms. Scieszka had some spare cake boxes in her shop.

When she remembered, she hurried over to her place and asked if she could have one for the cake. The woman smiled and said "of course". Haruka chuckled to herself as she entered the store. Her and her overthinking, it really was a nuisance.

After walking up the stairs to the second floor for about 20 minutes, she found the door to Genji's office. Haruka held the box with excitement. She couldn't wait to see the man's reaction.

"Happy Birthday Gen-" Haruka stopped midway, her eyes widened in shock as she entered the office. She saw Genji, but there was also another woman. She had red hair and amber eyes. She was wearing a short, tight dress that showed her curves.

Haruka would be lying if she said that the woman wasn't attractive, which made her all the more concerned as to why she was with Genji, alone with him in his office. The red-head stared at Haruka for a few minutes before turning to face Genji.

"Who the hell is she?" she asked in an egotistical, stuck-up tone. Genji looked over at Haruka. The brunette's eyes were no longer baby blue, as they changed into a pure shade of scarlet. The cake that was in her hands now on the ground, completey destroyed. A bead of sweat fell from Genji's forehead.

He knew about her eyes and their strange ability to change color when agitated. He didn't know why either. To him, she looked fearsome with her eyes in that state. Like a demon about to devour its prey.

"Start talking, Genji! Who is she?" Haruka's voice was now coated with anger. Genji eyed the two. Both of them were clearly unhappy and waiting for an answer. He sighed before replying.

"Well, there's really no point in hiding it anymore." he walked over to the red-haired girl, grabbing onto her waist. The sight was enough to make Haruka vomit.

"Haruka, this is Brielle. She's...the girl I've been seeing behind your back."

To be continued...

Chapter 3 - Secrets, Lies, & Betrayal (Part 2)

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Miguel with a chubby, but very pretty Spider-Woman!S/O named Marina who's struggled with her weight since she was a little girl. I'm thinking of making her inspired by a diving bell spider as water is her element. Her suit is mainly aqua with cobalt blue detailing & has webbing between the fingers & retractable flippers to make it easier to swim. (As part of the suit.) Having been bitten by a diving bell spider, she's technically become amphibious & is able to filter oxygen from the water through her skin (which, I know is more of a frog thing, but Miles has a built in taser & can turn invisible, I don't wanna hear it).

Her official alias is the Diving Belle, but the residents of Bensonhurt specifically call her their Tuffobella because they consider her one of theirs. (Yes, she very much does enjoy puns. But only the good ones & this one is very good.) Has very quickly learned A LOT about scuba diving. Because of all this & her home's location, she works a lot at Brighton Beach when there isn't much crime going on. Sort of acting as an extra lifeguard. She also patrols the New York Harbor.

She's Colonial Spanish, Columbian, & Italian & is very proud of her heritage. Is a polyglot & polylingual, being fluent in American English, Brooklyn Italian, Luisiana French, & ALS. She isn't fluent in Italian or any sort of Spanish, but she has started to learn them because of her own personal interest. She's actually having the most difficulty with Italian because her Brooklyn accent keeps shining through. Which, she has a very Brooklyn accent. Not, like, obnoxiously so as if she's putting on a voice, but it's still very noticeable but in a natural way. The reason being that unlike Miles or Peter B.'s Brooklyn, her Brooklyn has managed to more reliably maintain its many cultural identities throughout the years. At least much more so than theirs.

Interestingly, she has a bit of Luisianna in her accent that gets stronger depending on the situation & who she's talking to. Which, when paired with her Brooklyn accent, might come across as either a bit odd sounding or very interesting. I'm not sure which.

She's actually been instrumental in the revival of her community's "we take care of our own" mentality & cultural pride. Due to her presence, her boroughs residents have begun to take on more community efforts & is pushing back against progressive influences & the hypersexualization of schools.

Corrupt police in local departments have been getting rooted out resulting in more good cops being hired as a result of strictor hiring requirements, such as psyche evals, & less police brutality, as well as more police attentiveness. When people are kidnapped in the area, people keep an eye out & report what they see immediately, & if they see muggings or kidnappings themselves, they do whatever they can to help whether directly or indirectly.

Citizens are also cleaning up areas & helping to repair community centers & parks & streets. As well as helping their neighbors to fix their homes. Not to mention, those with a greater means have begun to donate food & money to orphanages & homeless shelters. Though, they refuse to do so through charities that they don't know for a fact will get the donations to where they need to go as they don't know who they can trust. They instead began either delivering the donations directly or going through small, local churches. This results in much less misuse of the donations.

Marina mostly grew up in Brooklyn, in Bensonhurt specifically, but has a lot of family on her mother's side in Louisiana, which is where the other part of her accent comes from. Her grandparents & aunts & uncles (her mother's side of the family tends to have a lot of kids) being specifically from Natchitoches & they are one of the few farming families left there. Though her grandparents still live there & work the farm, her uncle & his family have largely begun to take it over as the next generation. Her youngest aunt & her family also lives in New Orleans.

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I kinda wanna see her take Miguel to one & he ends up being overwhelmed with the outpouring of warmth & welcome. He ends up being a bit of a loner at the party, sticking mostly to Marina's side, but finds that he greatly enjoys watching his gf's family interact. It is very different to most places he's been as he generally sticks in Nueva York & its alternate versions as that's mostly were all the anomalies show up. It's been a long time since he's been outside of the state.

Marina does not care for the modern minimalist look in any capacity. Preferring more lively & homey aesthetics with bright colors & organized clutter. But is willing to compromise with her bf if he insists.

Loves to decorate things diy with mosaic & stained glass & paint because she's always been very crafty. She frequently makes really pretty mosaic stepping stones, stone tables & benches, bird baths, ect & sells them online. Not to mention using them to decorate when she can. Makes both the bright, colorful kind & the pebble ones. Her Central Park actually has quite a few of her pieces.

Collects interesting rocks, pebbles, & shells to use in her mosaics & has jars full of them in her art room.

Actually does some street art, but it tends to be very different from the art that Miles does, being more artistic murals than urban graffiti. Things like depictions of nature, especially florals. All whimsical & bright & dreamlike, even a little bit psychedelic. Like stuff outta the Beatles animated video or a Luiza Vizoli painting. Never trespasses or anything, & only does her art where it's allowed. She even gets commissions.

For a reference to Luiza Vizoli's work, here:

Most definitely not my art. But it's beautiful.

For home decor, she enjoys colorful, whimsical, cozy, & vintage. Just very Bohemian in a lot of ways. Loves vintage things. Especially furniture. Hates gray walls. They just look so blah to her.

Despite her preferred style being bright & cheery, she actually finds it very easy to incorporate other people's styles while still maintaining her artistic identity. Hobie loved the poster she designed for his band. It was still very her style while incorporating a fantastically punk rock aesthetic. Like, it was dark & fun & high energy with his silhouette in a spotlight, while still being extremely whimsical & imaginative with music seeming to weave through the air. He said that you could practically hear the music & feel the vibrations of the guitar just looking at it. It got him so amped for his next show!

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(Ariel was her idol & she was so pissed when Disney did a half-assed remake. It wasn't that she disliked the actress they used, she just feels like if you're going to hire a black actress for a classically white part, then do something interesting with it like Princess & the Frog. Hell, they could've made this an African twist on the classic Little Mermaid story & made Ariel into a Mami Wata! That would've been cool! Instead, they barely changed anything & just made Ariel black! Man, Triton was still white & Ariel's sisters are just all different races! Like, how many women has that man slept with?? Or are they all adopted?! If you're gonna raceswap, do it in a way that makes fucking sense!! Also Sebastian was a Ghost Crab which would've drowned in the ocean! She will rant for hours! She's apparently adorable when she's angry though. Like a squirrel.)

She's very sweet, helpful, sunny, & polite to most people (she smiles at damn near everyone & opens the door for anyone regardless of sex or identity, especially if they need help) so long as they're not assholes to her or those around her, especially those she cares about, but she also has a fiery temper & a great enjoyment for civil debate. Insanely smart & arguing with her when she's got an axe to grind honestly feels a little bit like playing chess with a master. She can also be very sassy in a surprisingly British way (dry & witty & sarcastic) & very funny in an organic way when she wants to be.

She majored in biochemistry & molecular biology, but also took several medical classes after becoming Diving Belle. She also became EMT certified & lifeguard certified both as herself & as Diving Belle so that she could help within the boundaries of the law whenever possible.

Because of her size, her rogues tend to make jabs at her weight, but she's reached a level of maturity where she'll generally just roll her eyes & be like "Oh, yes. Aim for the low-hanging fruit. So very clever & original. Must've taken a lot of effort on your part." All while being very deadpan about it.

Those sorts of things generally don't phase her because she's very comfortable with herself as a person. However, that doesn't mean that she doesn't sometimes get low about it. Doesn't let it wiggle it's way in… but still appreciates comfort at times.

Anyway, she's been more on the big side since she was in elementary school when she was misdiagnosed with schizophrenia & put on a medicine that caused her to gain 80 pounds in a year. Before that, she was a toothpick. Her parents argued with the doctor over it, but she was very haughty about it, saying that she knew what she was doing, so they fired her ass quick, but Marina's been heavy ever since.

She's since become a foodie who loves to cook & bake & has a big sweet tooth & very much enjoys things like food history (think Dylan Hollis & Tasting History), as well as molecular & cultural gastronomy.

She's not depressed nor does she hate herself, in fact she really likes herself (in a self-compassion way, not an egotistical or narcissistic way) & is even able to admit that she has a nice face. She just wants to be more fit & healthy & wants to be able to be proud of her figure. Not to mention how much she wants kids of her own blood (totally cool with adoption, she just also wants biological children) & being too heavy makes that dangerous. She even finds it easy to exercise as she very much enjoys swimming & it's easy for her to go hours exercising in the water everyday without breaks.

But no diet she ever went on seemed to work as she couldn't stick to it because they made her feel miserable due to how not tasty low-cal food is to her.

However, it wasn't until she was diagnosed with pre-diabetes that shit got real for her.

She's since found the ideal diet for her which involves doing keto until she enters ketosis, staying in ketosis for a couple days, then taking a day off to eat whatever so long as she remains under 2100 cals.

She finds it extremely easy to stick to & it's been working wonderfully. She's so far lost 50 pounds in just a couple of months & that's the most she's ever lost when on a diet! She's super proud of herself!

She's also gotten out of pre-diabetes recently. It's the first time ever that she's ever legitimately felt that she could actually manage to reach a healthy weight without the need for surgery & it makes her feel proud of herself!

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