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bratshaws · 11 months

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through the hourglass 285. brb x oc

a/n: APOLOGIES I DON'T KNOW STUFF AGAIN IM REALLY MAKING IT UP AS I GO(comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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Going out with her friends when she was still dating Rooster and had no kids was fine, but now she felt…really like she was missing a part of herself. Nikki was fine, Amelia was kind enough to spend the night and babysit her for a little while as her and Shells went out to eat.

She didn’t want a big party, nor a club, all she wanted was to sit down in a quiet place with some mango juice and her dinner. That’s why they came to the Indian restaurant with the tables outside, it was nice, it wasn’t that far from home and Beatrice liked Indian food. She taps her nail against the wooden table as she looks over at Shells who was still ordering them food, the blonde said she’d pay for everything that night and that Beatrice didn’t have to worry.

Beatrice sat at the outdoor table of the Indian restaurant, the warm evening breeze rustling her hair. The soft glow of fairy lights above cast a gentle glow over the space. She tapped her nails against the wooden table, contemplating the tranquil surroundings. It was exactly the kind of evening she needed.

Shells returned to their table, a satisfied grin on her face. "I've ordered our favorites, Bea. This night is all about you, and you don't have to worry about a thing. It’ll be here in a little bit.”

Beatrice smiled, "Thank you, Shells. This means a lot to me. It's been a while since I've had a night like this."

Shells reached across the table and squeezed Beatrice's hand. "I know, and you deserve it. You've been through so much, and I wanted to remind you of the strong, beautiful, and fun person you are."

“I know.”

“And to relax.” Shells smiles, propping her head up with a hand, “I mean, you look like you are ready to bolt at any second, relaaaax. Listen, I used to babysit Amelia, everything she knows she learned from me.”

A pregnant pause took over.

Beatrice blinked at her, parting her lips with her brows furrowing, ‘Was that…supposed to calm me down…?”

“Yep,absolutely.”

"Okay, fine," Beatrice conceded with a small laugh, "I'll try to relax. And, for the record, I do appreciate this night out. It's just...different, you know? Leaving Nikki with someone else, even for a little while, makes me a bit nervous."

Shells nodded sympathetically. "I get it, Bea. It's natural to feel that way, especially when you're a mom. But you also need to remember that it's important to take care of yourself. A happy, relaxed mom means a happy, relaxed Nikki." she pauses, “And relaxed twins, which will come home next week,remember?”

“I know.”Beatrice sighs, rubbing her eyes and then cursing because she had makeup on. Shells reassured her that the eyeliner was still intact. “I promised Roos I’d relax while he’s deployed and that I wouldn’t overwork myself.” she mutters, “...I got sick a few days back.”

“I know, that’s why you didn’t show up at the bar.” Shells says, crossing her arms on the table, “Aunt Penny is a great boss and she understood…but man I missed my best friend sharing shifts with me. Jessie is still in college so she can’t come every night, plus, we go back a long time Bea.”

“I know Rooster is right, and I should take better care of myself, especially when I'm not feeling well. I just can't help but be overprotective when it comes to my kids."

Shells smiles sweetly, patting her friend’s hand. “Bea,you're an amazing mom, and it's completely natural to want the best for the munchkins. But you also have an incredible support system. Amelia is great with kids, and she's my cousin, so you can trust her. Relax a bit."

Beatrice smiled,a bit strained, her shoulders slumping a little bit "You're right, Shells. I’m okay."

Their food arrived, interrupting their conversation briefly and the fragrant aroma of Indian cuisine filled the air. Beatrice took a deep breath, inhaling the scents of spices and herbs, and her mouth watered in anticipation.

Shells, always the food enthusiast, couldn't hide her excitement. "Oh, this looks amazing! Let's dig in, Bea."

“Shells…you ordered a lot of food.”

“I know!”

Beatrice just huffs out gently, shaking her head. She just decided to leave her friend and her choices quiet, she knew she was doing it out of the goodness of her heart. Beatrice ripped a piece of naan to nibble on as she lets her mind wander, Shells voice almost disappearing in the back of her brain as she allowed her thoughts to take over.

She inhales quietly, then turns her eyes towards Shells, “So,” she begins and her friend blinks at her, “...you and Bob, are you guys living together yet or…?”

Shells’s cheek bulges as she moves the food to the left, then she hums, “Hm, yeah,well, we are thinking about it. We’ve been…coming and going from our places every now and again.” she says, licking her fingers clean, “But, you know…I mean,I talked to him about it. He’s not in a hurry to ‘join forces’ per se.”

She finished her mouthful of food and wiped her hands with a napkin before continuing. "Yeah, you know, it's been quite a journey with Bob. We've been seeing each other for a while now, and things have been going really well. He's a great guy, Bea, and I enjoy spending time with him."

Beatrice smiled, genuinely happy for her friend. "That's wonderful, Shells. I'm glad to see you so happy." she blinks, “But…?”

Shells grinned and leaned in closer, lowering her voice. "But you know how I am, right? I'm not the type to rush into things. Bob understands that, and he's patient with me." she shrugs, “Sometimes he’s almost unreal.”

Beatrice nodded in understanding, way too well. “Yeah…I feel the same with Rooster sometimes. But…did you guys talked about it?”

‘Moving in?” Bea nodded, and the blonde pursed her lips. "Yeah, we did. We're taking it slow, and we'll see where it goes. Living together might be on the horizon. I kinda…well,I like my independence and so does he. I mean, the M subject showed up too so.”

Beatrice blinked, eyebrows arching, “Marriage?”

“Mhm.”

“Oh…well,really?”

“Yeah, I mean,I sat him down and I was like ‘hey, wanna get married or can we wait? He said we could wait so,” she shrugs again, “I mean, can you see me getting married? Augh,I don’t have the patience Bea. I can handle my friends getting married, like you and Ev but me? Nah.”

“Well,I mean, marriage isn't for everyone, and there's no need to rush into it if you're not ready. You have to follow your own path at your own pace."

Shells nodded in agreement. "Exactly. Bob and I are on the same page with that." she pauses “And the sex is so good.”

Beatrice widened her eyes and looked around in hopes no one heard them, then busied herself with her mango lassi instead of replying, her cheeks burning red. Shells looked very amused, “Oh,come on, I know very well you and Rooster are still goin’ at it. And you know how rare that is in marriages?”

Beatrice tried to regain her composure, her cheeks still flushed from Shells' candid comment. She shouldn’t be, especially knowing how her friend was "Well, you're not wrong," she admitted with a laugh. "Intimacy is important in a relationship, and it's something Rooster and I value as well."

Shells grinned mischievously. "See? We can talk about these things like adults. It's not that big of a deal."

Beatrice rolled her eyes playfully. "I know, but…still…” she pauses, ‘Oh,what the hell,we are both over thirty now,we can talk about this,right?”

“Damn right.”

“Yeah…” she pauses, “You know, i…thought about something. It feels like a cycle is coming to an end.” Shells made a confused sound when she said that, “Rooster is getting his promotion, our kids will be all in the same space again and…Eric is gone. For real this time.” she smiles, “...you know how many times I've dreamed about having what I have now? Little Bea would be so surprised and…disbelieved.”

Shells leaned on a hand. "Elaborate?"

"You know, Shells, when I look back on everything we've been through, it's hard to believe how far we've come. I mean, I never imagined I'd be where I am today."

Shells nodded, her eyes fixed on Beatrice, allowing her to continue.

"I've had my share of challenges, as you know," Beatrice continued. "It feels like the universe is like ‘hey, it’s all good now, you can let the jaws free’."

Shells reached out and placed a reassuring hand on Beatrice's ,patting her friend’s knuckles. "You've been through so much, babes. You did it, Bea."

Beatrice smiled, dropping her head for a second. "Thank you, Shells. And it's not just the challenges, but it's also the personal demons I had to confront. My past, the insecurities, the doubts… I spent so many years carrying the weight of my past mistakes."

"We all have our baggage, Bea. It's how we deal with it and grow from it that matters."

Beatrice's gaze became distant as she delved into the past. "I remember those sleepless nights, wondering if I'd ever find love again. I had this fear-” she hesitates, chewing the word in her mouth before continuing “--that I was damaged goods, that no one would want me, and that I didn't deserve happiness."

“And yet, look at you.”

A soft smile graced Beatrice's lips as she thought about her husband. "Rooster is my rock, Shells. And he's been with me every step of the way as I confronted my past. It’s…you know how rare that is."

Shells raised an eyebrow. "I do.” she says, “I mean, you two were meant to be, you know that.”

Beatrice nodded, her eyes dropping to her wedding band as she rubbed it with her thumb. "Yeah…he makes me so happy." she says sweetly, “He is a wonderful partner, a wonderful father…his parents would be so proud of him.”

“And…I've learned to forgive myself for my past mistakes and to let go of the guilt and shame that held me back for so long." she says with finality, as if a huge weight left her shoulders.

Shells smiled warmly. "Forgiveness is a powerful thing, isn't it?"

Beatrice nodded. "It is, and it's liberating. I had to let go of the old version of myself and…here I am now.”

Shells smiled proudly holding up her glass, “Here’s to that.”

Bea grins just as brightly, clinking their glasses together, “Here’s to that.”

Meanwhile, miles and miles away from San Diego.

Rooster chose that morning to stretch and relax a bit, they were still waiting on orders and he had to admit, he liked the view when it was early morning. It wasn’t as scary or dilapidated when the light hit it just right.

As he lay on his back, gazing up at the sky, trying to calm his breathing down the sound of footsteps approaching the rooftop interrupted his thoughts. He sat up, alert as Jake, joined him.

"Morning, Rooster," Jake greeted, taking a seat beside him. "Beautiful sunrise, huh?"

Rooster nodded, a faint smile on his face. "Yeah, it is. Helps clear the mind, even if just for a moment."

Jake understood the sentiment. The two pilots sat in companionable silence, savoring the tranquility of the morning. In the distance, they could hear the faint sounds of activity at the base, the clinking of equipment, and the muffled conversations of their fellow servicemen and women.

Jake finally broke the silence. "Any word on new orders, Rooster?"

He sighed, a hint of frustration in his voice. "Not yet. It's been a waiting game.” he frowns, “I wish I could speed up the process, but it all depends on the brass.” he licks his lips, wiping his forehead free of any sweat, looking at the droplets on the back of his hand, “I know what we have to do, but I know we gotta do it now.”

“Mhm.”

He stares back at the blonde officer, who was just rubbing his chin, ‘...What?”

“What,what?”

“You didn’t come up here to join me in my workout.” Rooster says, “What’s the matter?”

Jake blinked at him, then chuckled quietly, shaking his head, “Damn, I can’t sit by my friend without a reason?” Rooster looked unamused, “...alright,fine. I just wanted to know that Mark was looking for you.”

Rooster raised an eyebrow at the mention of Mark. "What did he want?" Rooster asked, clearly sounding more annoyed than anything.

Jake hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Didn’t say, just said it could ‘help the mission.’"

Rooster let out a sarcastic ‘hah!’ before shaking his head, “...no I shouldn’t be like this,” he inhales, rubbing his forehead, “He’s a pilot just like us, he could have some helpful input.” cue to Jake just giving him a weird look, ‘Listen,i’m the leader in this mission, I…have to hear everyone, you know?”

“Sure…but you don’t like Mark that much.” Jake mutters, “He’s a very…strange guy. And I don’t know if he’s really trying to help or he just wants to be a nuisance.”

With a sigh, Rooster finally spoke, "Alright, let's go find Mark and see what he's got to say. Maybe he's onto something this time."

“You think so?”

He grunts while pushing himself up, “No.” he says, “But we have to try.”

Jake nodded in agreement, and the two of them made their way to find Mark as they left the little spot they were seated on. He was in the common area, poring over maps and documents. He looked up as Rooster and Jake approached, his eyes hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, even though they were indoors. Both pilots gave him a weird look but quickly erased that once he noticed them there.

"Morning, Mark," Rooster greeted, trying to keep his tone as cordial as possible. "I heard you were looking for me."

Mark's response was a cryptic smile as he gestured to the maps spread out in front of him. "I've been doing some research, and I think I may have found a lead on our next mission. Something big, Rooster."

“Really?”

“Yes, but, you know,” he nods to Jake, “Maybe we should speak about it privately.”

Rooster exchanged a wary glance with Jake, who clearly wasn’t pleased by that suggestion one bit. The blonde officer narrowed his eyes with his tongue prodding his cheek, a confused smile on his face.

"Alright, Mark, we can discuss this privately," Rooster agreed. He turned to Jake and said, "You go ahead; I'll catch up with you later."

Jake blinked, “...alright.” he says, “I’ll be with Payback and the others.”

Rooster nodded, waiting until Jake was gone to walk with Mark found a secluded room within the base. Mark closed the door behind them, and the room was dimly lit, with a single table in the center covered in more maps, documents, and a few photographs.

Rooster took a seat at the table, his eyebrow flicking at the papers there. Where did he…get all of that?

Mark, still wearing his sunglasses, began to explain his findings. "I've been going through classified files and reports, digging deeper than anyone else. And I've found a pattern, Rooster, a pattern that no one else has noticed. It points to a major enemy operation that's about to take place. I've already compiled a list of potential targets."

"A pattern? What kind of pattern?"

Mark gestured to the maps and documents on the table. "This is the result of weeks of analysis. I've cross-referenced various sources, and it all leads to this," he pointed to a specific location on the map, a remote area near the border. "I believe this is where the enemy is planning a major strike. If we can intercept it, we could deal a significant blow to their operation."

Rooster blinked, “Weeks?” he repeats, “We got here yesterday Mark, how did you get this information…and why wasn’t this passed through me? I am the leader in this.” he is a bit annoyed, but he tries to hide the best he can, he wants to see Mark’s reaction.

"I've had access to certain resources and connections that have allowed me to gather this information," he replied cryptically. "As for not passing it through you, well, Rooster, I thought it would be best to have a well-thought-out plan before presenting it to the team.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“Hm?”

“Where and how did you get this?” he taps the maps, “This…is very worrisome, you can’t just show up with maps and say ‘hey so I found this somewhere’ and hope I don’t get suspicious.”

“Well I–”

“And why are you wearing your sunglasses in here?’ he questions, breaking Mark’s line of thought, “It’s early morning, there’s no need for it right now.”

Rooster's questions hung in the air, and Mark shifted uncomfortably, the confident facade he had maintained beginning to crack. He removed his sunglasses and placed them on the table.

"I... I apologize, Rooster," Mark admitted, his voice faltering. "I didn't mean to keep you in the dark, but I had my reasons. I've been working on this quietly because I wanted to have a solid plan before bringing it to the team."

Rooster's gaze remained fixed on Mark, his skepticism evident. "And the resources you mentioned? Where did you get this information?"

Mark hesitated for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "There are certain contacts I haveI used those connections to gather intelligence. I thought it was best to keep the information compartmentalized until we had a clear picture."

Translation: I contacted my relatives in the brass to have some advantage in this.

Rooster's expression remained stern as he absorbed Mark's explanation. The situation was concerning, and he couldn't ignore the fact that Mark's actions seemed to place him in a leadership position, bypassing Rooster's authority.

"Mark, I appreciate your efforts to protect our team," Rooster began, his voice steady but firm. "But I need you to understand that I'm the designated leader of this mission, and we need to work together as a team. We can't have a situation where one person makes unilateral decisions without consulting the others." he pauses, “Not anymore.”

“I know. I–”

“Do you?”

And the silence reigns once more, Mark swallows hard and looks away, ‘...I do, yes.”

“Good, listen…we’ll talk about this later,right now we need to have breakfast and…focus on other stuff.” he pauses, “And this will be shared to everyone. Understood?”

“Yes.” Mark says, ‘...Yes I understand.”

Rooster could only hope.

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skloomdumpster · 9 months

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#hello hello its about the circular narrative of fate and the fact sky is doomed to repeat his fathers' mistakes

#and how bloom literally walks the walk that marion did

#its about the fact we're doomed by the narrative babyyyy

#falls to the ground

pls elaborate (genuinely) i am dumb and i did not understand

you're not dumb at all anon! I just forget people cannot hear the mental essays I'm constantly rambling on lmao

Fate is very much a cyclical tale, we mention the sins of before: the war a 1000 years ago, the first Dragon Flame, Rosalind's 1st regimen, Andreas and Saul's fallout - and then we poise them against the present: the blood witch x fairy remaining conflict, the reappearance of the Dragon Flame, Farah's regimen and later Rosalind's 2nd one, Saul raising Sky vs Andreas raising Beatrix.

The narrative asks the question "will the mistakes be repeated? Can we change our fate? Can we do differently than we were taught?"

Bringing it back to skloom, the narrative asks this of Sky, in full words. Marco asks Silva "does he have the same bloodlust as Andreas?" and Silva says "We've taken our time with him. We've been careful. He's his own man."

So the question is "Is he?" Is Sky his own man or is he doomed to follow the footsteps of his biological dad?

Season 2 opens with Silva saying "It's been a few months and you're already starting to sound like him, Sky."

But not only that, we follow Sky's character as he gets closer and closer to Silva's. He kills his own father. He unravels. He drinks enough that when he's knocked out by a blood witch and other's blame it on booze, he doesn't even question it.

And finally we end season 2 taking away the person he loves. So cyclical, the question stays, will he follow into his father(s) footsteps or is Sky his own man?

Bloom is an entire other can of worms. Bloom's cycle is deeper, older and unknown to herself. She comes to Alfea having hurt someone she loved and afraid of her own powers, she spends a whole season and a time skip learning to control her powers, only to bite her own tail and end up where she began: having killed someone with her powers, scared of herself and what she'd do, feeling like she doesn't belong.

And again we're told by the show, "I'm dangerous Sky, my mom knew that. That's why she sealed herself away. The Dragon Flame doesn't belong here. I don't belong here," metaphorically putting Bloom back exactly where she began - the question: where do I belong? Can I come home? -, but literally too as Bloom walks through the portal exactly as her biological mother did and shuts herself away, walking the path to, presumably, meet with the woman herself.

Fate is about generational trauma and the tragedy of repetition, and the hanging question, "Can we change our fate?"

#i mean this for every single character btw #special highlights for aisha grey sebastian and stella #who bring in their own backstory to underline the question of can you change your future if its set in stone already #mymeta #winxsource #fate the winx saga #fate: the winx saga #answered #skloom

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katriniac · 10 months

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OMG you are in folk fairytales and legend Please can you tell me some of the cuteer ones you found even better if involving bears ? I loved interact with your OC too thanks fir joining and pls relax too from time to time and do not rush in answering me either 🙏🙏 I wish you a wonderful day 🤗🤗😘😘

Yesssss, I love them! Since a very young age I have been an avid reader/student of folklore, fairy tales, myths, and legends.

Below I talk more about my personal history/feelings on the topic, and end with my three favorite fairy tales. I hope they are “cute” enough for you!

But first I wanted to answer your question about stories featuring bears.

I tried to think of one in my memory where a bear played a prominent part, but turned up empty. I mean, yes, there is the standard “Goldilocks and the Three Bears”, but I assumed you wanted to hear about something off the beaten path.

So I dug around and found this one for you:

"The Bear in the Forest Hut".

It is a Slavic folk tale about a prince who was cursed to take the shape of a bear, and the brave and kind woman who helped him out of that curse. She had the typical misfortune to have a stupid father and an ‘evil stepmother’ who tries to stop anything good from happening to the heroine.

I liked this one because there is plenty of detail about the trials and tests the girl goes through in order to earn the bear’s trust and break his curse. Even more unique is how the story doesn’t just end right when the curse is broken (like so many folk tales). Instead, it goes on at length about how the two get married, travel over his kingdom, and what happens to the stepmother and stepsister.

@queengiuliettafirstlady What are some of your favorite fairy tales and myths?

How did I come to love fairy tales so much?

I think I can trace it back to my godmother, who was an amazing storyteller. She was Irish, so most of the tales she told me came from the British Isles and dated back to the 12th Century or earlier. The stories I most vividly remember her telling me were about the 3rd Century charismatic (but slightly foolish) folk hero Finn MacCool (or Fionn mac Cumhaill) and his very very clever wife Sadhbh.

As I entered my preteen years (1990s, pre-internet era) a library was built within a 15 minute drive from our rural town. I had never had such a frequent exposure to books before that, except our small school library. My mom would take me to the new public library often and I devoured every book they had on fairy tales and legends.

When I started college, the trend of turning ancient folktales into modern, dark retelling had begun to rise in popularity. Not only was my backpack full of those every week, but now I also had access to scholarly papers through our inter-collegiate online system! I could read published research on people all over the world, those who retraced Charles Perrault’s steps, or compared similar narratives, or discovered a new translation of an old work. It was also during my college years that I discovered The Aaarne-Thompson-Uther index, which categorizes the plots and themes of fairy tales.

When I learned about Perrault and the ATU Index, it changed my self-image.

Of course kids like fairy tales, but we are expected to grow out of those stories as we mature. I still had a deep love of folklore and myths well into my 20s and that made me feel a little silly and childish. But when I discovered that Charles Perreault (a historian in the 17th Century) believed the stories being shared in the oral tradition were important enough to be written down for posterity, that boosted my spirits. And when I stumbled across the ATU Index (begun in 1910, and continues to be updated annually still to this day), which took fairy tales seriously as anthropological artifacts, I was vindicated even more.

These historical efforts were proof that folk lore, legends, and fairy tales weren't just for children.

This short article is a MUST-READ for anyone who wants to have their love for storytelling rekindled and get pumped up to talk about fairy tales. It’s all about hope and courage. I especially appreciated the excerpt from Katherine Rundell when she talks about “the hope that is sharper than teeth”

As I studied more and more obscure stories from around the world, I soon had a list of my top 4 favorites that I came back to:

Katie Crackernuts

The Twelve Dancing Princesses

Beauty and the Beast

The Myth of the Selkie

The middle two I have owned a few printed copies of. They are quite common and have many retellings/variations. But Katie Crackernuts was a story I could only read online; I had never seen it in print.

There are actually similarities between parts of all three stories, which is probably why I love them so much.

I know you asked for ‘cute’ ones, but I don’t know if these really are that adorable. They all have happy endings for the heroines. Does that count? LOL

Katie Crackernuts (collected by Andrew Lange, first printed 1889)

This is a Scottish story about two sisters, one plain but clever (Katie) and one beautiful but simple (Anne). Despite this difference, they loved and supported one another as much as two sisters could. Through no fault of her own, Anne was cursed (you guessed it, by an evil stepmother) with the head of a sheep (or sometimes a donkey or goat, depending on the version) because the stepmother was jealous of her beauty. Katie put a hood over Anne to disguise her and left the house together, never to return.

They eventually came to the kingdom where there was a sick prince. His parents offered rich rewards for anyone who could heal his mysterious disease. Katie knew there had to be a reason normal medicine wasn’t working. She thought perhaps he was under a curse, too. Yep, he was going out at night in a trance to go under a hill to dance with fairies. So she watched and listened and investigated until she discovered the cure and how to administer it. Turns out the way to lift her sister’s curse was under that hill, as well!

She out-smarted the fairies, collected the items from them, and followed the instructions precisely. He grew well and discovered he loved her during all their time together while she was patiently investigating. When she used the cure on her sister, Anne’s sheep head turned back into a human one and the prince’s brother fell in love with her on the spot (of course he did). It was a lovely double-wedding.

The Twelve Dancing Princesses (collected by the Brothers Grimm, first printed 1812)

This is about twelve sisters who are constantly tired and ruining their expensive shoes every night, and no one can find out why. The king has offered rich rewards and even marriage to the most beautiful of his daughters, but any man who steps up to the challenge either dies, fails the task, or is never seen again. Until one clever man (who has been watching this happen over and over) decides to try solving the mystery. The eldest sister (the most intelligent and haughty of the siblings) tries to stop him each time, but he outsmarts her as he follows the princesses into a fairy forest where they dance all night until their shoes fall apart and they drop from exhaustion.

Just like Katie in the story before, he is observant and waits until he has all the information and proof he needs to confront the princesses. He convinces the king, who is angry that his daughters were escaping every night. The man explains they were under a spell that compelled them to sneak out. The king offers him the most beautiful daughter (who is also the youngest and the most silly), but the man opts to marry the eldest because she was the only one who came close to matching wits.

Katie Crackernuts has much in common with The Twelve Dancing Princesses.

Both have very strict rules for entering into the world of fairies, and the “wasting sickness” that comes upon a human who spends too much time in that world (which is also a metaphor for other maladies that were rampant during those centuries, such as tuberculosis). I enjoy that theme of “Good luck if you’re beautiful because your looks won’t save you. You need to be wise, patient, and clever in this world.”

Beauty and the Beast

This was one of my favorites long before Disney made their movie. Almost everyone knows how the story goes, so I won’t make this long post even longer by summarizing it here. The bravery and selflessness of the heroine was very inspiring to me, and I loved the idea of being surrounded by talking furniture and not a single human! I was a very introverted kid. And I guess I loved the idea of a sad prince in an unloveable disguise who needed to feel loved.

Another thing I think is neat about that story is there is an actual author: Gabrielle-Suzanne de Villeneuve, published the story in 1740. Most folklore and fairy tales have a shared origin and no single creator. Not so for Beauty and the Beast. This one has a bonafide author, which makes it unique. Not only that, but the author was a woman!

What Beauty and the Beast has in common with Katie Crackernuts is charity, mercy, humility, and selflessness.

The heroine not only saves herself, but she saves those who are entrusted to her. Who needs a prince, right?? Katie didn’t have to leave home to take care of her cursed sister, but she did. She didn’t have to agree to help the sick prince, but she did. Belle didn’t have to sacrifice herself in her father’s place in that unreasonable pact, but she did. She could have been disagreeable, rude, and throwing herself a pity party the entire time she was captive in the Beast’s castle, but instead she did her best to keep her spirits up and not hate her captor. (Readers: don’t come at me with the whole “Stockholm Syndrome” comment trying to be witty; it’s an old joke that was never funny in the first place.) Katie also tried hard to make the best of an awful situation, and she was never resentful to Anne or put her on a guilt trip. I was inspired by the important values and virtues portrayed by these two heroines.

The Legend of the Selkie

You asked for ‘cute’ stories, but this last one is anything but cute. The Celtic legend of the Selkie is heartbreaking, and there is hardly ever a happy ending. I heard briefly about it as a kid, but never found a published story to read. The oral tradition of the tale goes back to the 13th Century, but it didn’t make it into many books. Then the movie The Secret of Roan Inish came out in 1995. I was 15 at the time and didn’t have my driver’s license yet, so I begged a family member to bring me to the only theater in the entire state that was showing this independent film, over an hour away. It was magical. I bought the DVD as soon as it was available. It was the only thing I could find at that time (remember, the internet wasn’t really used for entertainment in 1995 like it is now) that displayed the Selkie myth, which is:

There are some special seals in the sea who can shed their seal-skin and turn themselves into human women. They are beautiful, quiet, and hard-working. And therefore they are much sought-after as wives by the lonely fishermen of the islands. The legend says that if you find a Selkie in her human form and take her seal-skin away from her, she is yours for the rest of your life. You can imagine the life of servitude that awaits the poor woman! She is usually desperate to turn the house inside out looking for her seal skin and return to the sea, or if she doesn’t find it she will murder her husband.

Fascinating!

Oof, okay. That post went on really long. Sorry. When I start to talk about fairy tales and folklore, I have a difficult time keeping it short, lol. And I didn't even get into the Greek myths! Yikes.

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elizainjapan · 1 year

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June 19th- Nara Day Trip

Today was so fun, I felt like a lil forest fairy! Yet again I missed breakfast, but it was ok because I had a sweet treat on the way. On the train ride to Nara, Sam commandeered my phone to EMAIL herself the photos from yesterday. Average Android user. I think I ended up nodding off at some point, but once we got to Nara, I was wide awake. I like deer, but my mom LOVES deer. I wish she could’ve seen how funny the deer were, and she would’ve loved to bow to them. I got her a couple gizmos (ps: mom if youre reading these pls act surprised when I give them to you). I had so much fun running away from the deer when I would try to feed one and then a bunch more would come. I was not aware of how much poop there would be, but oh well they are animals. I could’ve stayed in the first area for a while, but I’m glad we got moving because Todaiji was absolutely beautiful. The temple was one of the coolest ones I had ever seen, and I was so impressed with the size of the Buddha. I successfully climbed through Buddha’s hypothetical nostril, and I feel as fresh as a newborn baby. By this time, I don’t think I had drank any water the whole day, so I started feeling super dizzy and seeing spots. As the rest of the class went to the museum, I ran to find the nearest vending machine (which was a struggle) to get water. Once I was hydrated, the day was great again. As group, we made our way to another temple with a bunch of lanterns in it. I really loved walking through the dark hallway with a hundred lanterns in it, and I know that when I come back to Japan, it will have to be when the lantern festival is. I was craving a sweet treat, so me, Chelsea, Aulora, Julie, Sam, and Casey went to find a cafe. We went to the absolute cutest cheesecake little shop where I got a sundae shaped as a cat. I also got some hand-woven yarn for myself, and I’ll probably make a headband out of it when I get home and sad. I think I got one more thing, but I forgot. We were all so tired by the end of the day, and I took another quick nap on the way home. When I got home, I called Austin which I desperately needed. Good day. I like deer.

Academic Reflection-

My previous knowledge was limited to what I had learned in AP world History. The main thing that I remembered was that Theravada Buddhism is with the skinny Buddha, and Mahayana was with the fat one. These readings taught me that this was pretty much entirely false. They were very dense, and I’m not even sure what I remember from them. I thought that it was cool that there were different levels of enlightenment that you have to go through before being a full-on Buddha. By the end of the reading, the ninth-level Buddha would have his own universe to manifest other Buddhas into. One of the craziest things was that it takes 3,000-13,000 eons of life cycles to become a Buddha. When I asked Professor Smith about how long an eon was, he described it as if there was a mountain made of the densest stone, and once a year a bird comes and brushes against the top. The time it takes for the bird to brush away the entire mountain is one eon.

A lot of Buddhism confuses me. I understand that Dainichi has created projections of himself into different universes, but I’m not too sure why. Many people believe that we are currently in a stage of chaos and are currently await the new Buddha to come and teach us peace. The last time that we had an era of peacefulness (according to the Japanese) was the 12th century. I’m very excited to see what this new Buddha will be up to.

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yunhobug · 2 years

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Jaemin as a boyfriend

*This is fictional and doesn’t represent the members in any way*

Jaemin is a tease, there's no denying that

he would be a lot of fun as a partner

TONS of flirting, he would love it if you played into it too

the type to use pick-up lines on you even after you get together

Jaem LOVES to kiss you, if you asked him it would be one of his favorite things

he likes to leave small butterfly kisses on your nose especially

he also loves when you initiate them first, it just fills his heart

I think Jaemin would like more private dates, think take-out not dine-in

he's not a super big fan of PDA so when the dates are a bit more intimate he has an excuse to be all over you

He really likes subtle but repetitive forms of affection, something to remind you he's right there

I think he would also love to rest his head on your shoulder

LOVES movie theater dates and cafe dates

"Min, how many shots of espresso did you order?"

"why do you need to know?"

Jaemin gives me the vibes of someone who likes to use overly cute and obnoxious pet names

"Hey, Min?”

"Yes my sugar plum fairy?"

you say you hate them but he sees your little smile every time

I also think he would like to use pumpkin for you, its also your contact name :((

(pls that's so cute)

you usually call him Min, it's cute, short, and simple

Jaemin needs his before-sleep cuddles

he doesn't like to be too close when you guys sleep but he definitely does before you go to sleep and when you wake up

likes to use this time for you guys to talk about your days

usually laying on your sides facing each other

you usually rest your head on his arm

in the morning he really likes when you're the big spoon though :((

listen Jaemin is your best friend first

you have a lot of inside jokes and practically share everything

the type to purposely leave his shirts and sweaters to see you wear them

he likes to wear your hoodies a lot too, it smells like the fragrance you use and he loves it

he changed his contact name in your phone to "best boyfriend in the world" and you always tease him for it

"If you're really the best like you say..."

he loves to take pictures of you

he's kind of like a mom in that regard

"hold up the painting you did, let me take a picture"

overall a very fun and flirty relationship, you guys are super close. He loves and cares for you a ton and while the boys may tease him for his heart eyes he knows he'll always come back to you.

#na jaemin #nct #nct dream #nct reactions #nct scenarios #boyfriend nct

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khrystalsnow · 3 years

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February and March reads

🦋I've been swamped with school for the past two months, and these fics really saved me from dropping out of uni😭 I'm sorry if there's no reviews because this list is hella long(it’s mostly jungkook okay😭🤚🏼), but just know that I enjoyed each and every one of these fics.❤️

(pls let me know if there's any mistake or links that don’t work!)

LEGEND:

🥺Fluff

🤬Angst

😏Smut

😂Crack

❤️New Favourite

🦋KIM SEOKJIN

friends with snacks by @scriptaed 🥺

-roommates!au; friends to lovers!au; drabble

pretty girls don't get hurt by @ktheist 😏

-heir!doctor!seokjin x heiress!ceo!reader x best friend!heir!taehyung

uptown girl by @moononthejoon 😏🤬🥺

-bodyguard!seokjin + princess!reader + enemies to lovers!au

🦋MIN YOONGI

so I heard you like bad boys by @scriptaed 🥺

-uni!au; friends to lover!au; drabble

I'll Drive You by @min-youngis 🥺

-resident reader x idol yoongi

Buttering Up by @jimlingss 🥺

-Chef!AU

Fear and Dumplings by @softyoongiionly 🥺🤬😏❤️

-Underground Rapper! Yoongi, facing your fears

Greedy by @xjoonchildx 🤬😏❤️

-mafia AU

erotica by @whatifyoulivelikethat 😏

-non-idol!AU, they caught each other masturbating

baby, what's wrong? by @taeyohonic 🥺

-established relationship, idol au, reader has mild anxiety and a panic attack

until our last breath by @inkofyoongi 🥺

-Friends to lovers!AU, yoongi wants to be your boyfriend

switching my positions by @cupofteaguk 🥺🤬

-solo artist!yoongi, manager!y/n, fake dating au, friends to lovers au

universe by @personasintro 😏

-stalker au

Birthday Spanks by @jjungkookislife 😏

-free spanks!yoongi x free spanks!oc

new year, new us by @vantaenims 🥺🤬

-producer!yoongi x reader, exes au

The Mark of Yun-Ki by @ladyartemesia 😏🤬

-Hybrid/ABO AU, Royalty AU, Fantasy AU, Daechwita AU

baby, you can drive my car by @jungshookz 😂🥺😏🤬❤️

- mechanic!au, spoiltbrat!y/n

Third Wheeling by @untaemedqueen 😏🥺🤬

-Strangers to Lovers!AU, Cheating, Unexpected Pregnancy, CEO!Yoongi

desolate by @angelicyoongie 🤬😏🥺 NEW!

-cat hybrid

straight shooter by @snackhobi 😏🤬🥺❤️ NEW!

-hitman!yoongi, black market dealer/gunsmith!reader

pour some sugar on me by @yoonia 😏 NEW!

-Enemies to Lovers!au, Baker!au

🦋JUNG HOSEOK

same old mistakes by @xbaepsae 🥺😏🤬

-country club!au, rich boy!hoseok x reader

I Don’t Know What to Call This by @httphopewrld 🥺😏

-friend/lover/bfhoseok! x female reader

suncity by @jamaisjoons 😏🥺🤬

-trip to Barcelona, stranges to lovers au

cry to my room by @kithtaehyung 😏🤬

-friends to lovers, roommates au

play me like a toy by @ktheist 😏🤬

-mafia heiress!reader x ex-mafia!director!hoseok, chaebol-mafia family au. arranged marriage au

🦋KIM NAMJOON

Bear and Sparrow by @sahmfanficbts 😏🥺🤬❤️

-immigrant AU, strangers to lovers

Mr. and Mrs. Kim series by @sahmfanficbts 😏🥺

-every chapter is NSFW (married)

Call of Duty by @sahmfanficbts 🥺😏🤬

-Military!Namjoon x female!reader

you’ve got a friend in me by @wwilloww 😏

-best friend and roommate

A Match Made in Heaven by @sahmfanficbts 😏🥺😂❤️

-Med School Resident!Namjoon x Dental School resident female!Reader, Strangers to Lovers

Laundry day by @snackhobi 😏🥺

-neighbour joon who caught you masturbating

beautiful boy by @jinpanman 🥺🤬❤️

-namjoon x OC, namjoon x reader, single dad!namjoon, baby!jimin

unbroken by @sahmfanficbts 😏🥺🤬

-Idol!Namjoon x Female Bonsai Grower!Reader, from one-night stand to forever

glasses-clad boy by @jeongi 😏🥺

-tutor joon

these hands are calloused. by @ktheist 🥺🤬

-underground fighter!namjoon x florist!reader

Forget Me Not by @joontopia 🤬🥺😏NEW!

-exes to lovers, valentine’s day

🦋PARK JIMIN

Perfect Pebble by @jjkthclub 🥺

-they meet at a wedding and they go on dates because oc doesn't believe in love

PARK JIMIN HAS SEEN MY GRANNY PANTIES by @ladyartemesia 😏😂

-teachers AU, the reader falls down the stairs

delivered, I’m yours by @suhdays 😂🥺

-valet jimin x baker reader

driver’s license by @gyukult 🤬

-coming-of-age, one-sided!au, brothersbestfriend!au

plums & melons by @winetae 😏😂🤬

-brother’s best friend!au

tears on a silver platter by @flowerwrites06 🤬❤️NEW!

-Idol!Jimin x OC (Name: Gaia), jimin calls his girlfriend clingy

moonlight by @kooksea 😏🥺 NEW!

-singer!jimin, traveller!jimin, artist!reader

🦋KIM TAEHYUNG

Endymion by @marginalmadness 😏❤️

-Druid!Taehyung x Witch!Reader

welcome to my youtube channel by @tteokggukk 🥺

-idol!taehyung x youtuber!reader

Comeback Home by @another-army-spot 😏🤬🥺❤️

-exs-to-lovers!au, teenparents!au, college!tae, businesswoman!oc

heart strung symphonies by @inkedtae 😏🥺🤬

-opera singer!taehyung x pianist!reader

Saudade by @chateautae 😏🥺🤬

-idol!taehyung x choreographer!reader, established relationship

kinda hot by @kimnjss 😏🥺🤬❤️

-campus flirt!taehyung x sweet girl!reader, sm au, best friends to lovers

definition of love by @taegularities 😏🥺🤬

-college!au, tae takes interest in you, past minor character death, mentions of alcohol abuse, mentions of unhealthy coping mechanisms

the snow king by @bloomsuga 😏🥺🤬❤️

-princess!reader x ice prince!tae

cursed by @bloomsuga 😂🥺🤬😏 NEW!

-witch!taehyung x cursed!reader, sm au

🦋JEON JUNGKOOK

golden hour by @tteokggukk 😏

-photographer! jungkook x reader

At the stroke of Midnight by @pars-ley 🥺😏🤬

-A Cinderella story au / comedy / popular jock jungkook / best friend Jimin

cry baby by@namgee 😏🥺

-fwb au, rollerskating

Heart of the Storm by @ladyartemesia 🥺😏🤬

-Secret Feelings/Strangers to Lovers

baecation by @1kook 😏

-richboy!jk, vacation

a table turned. and a line crossed. by @underthejoon 😏

-guard jk and oc is a tease

exclamation mark by @whatifyoulivelikethat 😏

-non-idol!AU; tattoo artist, dom!Jungkook x tattooed, sub!reader

Give Me A Try by @jjkthclub 😏

-friendstolovers!au, jungkook is the campus fuckboy

Domestic Fairy by @borathae 🥺😏

-established relationship, domestic!AU

open invitation by @jimidol 😏🥺🤬

-duke!jungkook x duchess!reader

take my whole life too by @ktheist 😏🤬

-chaebol au. arranged marriage au. expecting parents au, house husband!jeongguk

love letter by @whatifyoulivelikethat 😏

-non-idol!BTS, jk gets love letters

tingle by @hansolmates 😏

-tattoo artist!jungkook x tattooed!reader (f)

come over by @bratkook 😏

-jungkook is a self proclaimed pervert, voyeurism through bedroom windows

i don't mind by @bratkook 😏🥺🤬❤️

-rockstar!Jungkook x reader, jk being chased by security and barges oc’s car

busted in busan by @hansolmates 😏🥺🤬

- snowbound at the airport, christmas detour!au

crush by @jungxk 🥺😂😏🤬

-jk got hit by a car and lost some of his memories

Days to Morning Glory by @sketchguk 🤬😏🥺

-Aspiring Rockstar!Jeongguk x Med. Student!Reader, exes to lovers, roommate AU, high school sweethearts

stranded by @gguksgalaxy 😏🥺🤬

-Enemies to lovers, fuck/badboy!Jungkook, they study for their law exam

concrete king by @bratkook 🥺😏❤️

- skaterboy!jk x reader, sweet summer romance

risky business by @jjkthclub 😏

-enemiestolovers!au, office bathroom sex

ZOOM CALL by @1kook 🥺😏❤️

-comfort fic, quarantine fic

roses, poetry and jeon by @seraphimguks 🥺🤬

-bookstore employee!jungkook x reader

ocean eyes by @jimidol 🥺😏

-firefighter!jungkook x teacher!reader, he surprised you by dying his hair based on your favorite song.

shiver by @hansolmates 😏🤬❤️

- bad boy!jungkook x church girl!reader, childhood friends to lovers

clandestine by @junghelioseok 😏🥺

-brother’s best friend!au,

One-Step Forward, Two-Steps Back by @oureuphoria 🤬🥺

-tattoo artist jungkook x college student reader, oc falls for her roommate’s fwb

I like U by @pbandjk 😏🥺🤬

-fratboy! Fwb Jungkook Au, oc is a boss lady in the tech industry

A Date With Destiny by @missgeniality 😏🥺😂

-Strangers to Lovers, Idol!AU,

the art of wanting by @venusiangguk 😏

-dilf!jk x grocery store clerk!oc

brown-eyed baby by @jeonstudios 😏🥺🤬

-exes to friends to lovers, single dad!jk x reader, a lost child at the mall

almost home by @angelguk 🤬

-dad!jungkook & nanny!oc, both jungkook and oc are scarred from their previous relationships

the secret beneath our stars by @subvk 🤬😏

-friends to lovers au, marriage pact with jk

Blue Spring by @adonis-koo 😏🥺🤬

-Single dad!Jungkook/Reader, Daycare AU, Slice of life

jealousy by @jimidol 🥺🤬😏 NEW!

-tattoo artist!jungkook, parents au

young one by @bts-reveries 🤬🥺❤️ NEW!

-photographer, dad!jungkook x hostess, mom!reader, sm au and written

effortlessly by @gyukult 😏🥺NEW!

-friends to lovers, school!au

selfie by @whatifyoulivelikethat 🥺😏NEW!

-rom-com, slice-of-life, oppa’s bestfriend!Jungkook x SHINee fangirl!reader

too close by @cutechim 🤬NEW!

-wife!reader x boxer!jungkook (ft. ex boyfriend!namjoon)

caked by @gukslut 🥺😏 NEW!

-Established Relationship, very smutty

My Time by @btsracket 😏 NEW!

-rich, dom jungkook spoiling his girl

The Speedo by @gukslut 😏🥺 NEW!

-oc thinks he’s a fuckboy, but he has fallen in love

the ebb and flow (part 8) by @xbaepsae 🤬 NEW!

-demigod!jeongguk x demigod!reader, percy jackson!au

🦋OT7/SERIES

Gangs of Fate by @pars-ley 🥺🤬

-Mafia au / feat. Members of Exo

bon appetite series by @jamaisjoons

-Valentines series

Guarded series by @xjoonchildx

-mafia AU

#ReadingList #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #FebruaryandMarchReadingList

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iwaasfairy · 3 years

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please fairy, will you ever write more kenma-nii? 🥺 I'm dying, spare crumbs pls 😔🤲🏻 I love love love your work! I'm not demanding okay I'd never want to make you uncomfortable

you’re so sweetttttt plKZJHgdfuzi my freaking heart is so full 💞💞 thank you baby, i hope you like this <33 i was in a soft nekoma mood today so this was perfect!

tw implied incest, noncon

You think Kenma nii wants to marry you. The first time you hear the sentiment, it’s Kuroo laughing it through the phone when you pick it up, because Kenma couldn’t stay at Kuroo’s house without at least calling to tell you goodnight. And that’s all he says, not any more enthusiastic than you’ve come to expect from him, but it is a memory that refuses to leave. “Just wanted to make sure you were going to bed soon,” his soft voice comes through the device, and you smile. But before you can answer, Tetsuro snatches the phone and giggles into it, and there’s some sound of a scuffle before Kenma groans.

“You two act like an old married couple, y’know? An actual married couple,” the noirette says, before clearly ducking for something that thuds against the wall, and then his focus is on you. “I’ll give your brother back safe and sound before monday, yeah? Even though he keeps whining to see you. It’s pretty gross, little one, I don’t know how you deal with him.” The second thing Kenma throws does hit his friend, because the taller one lets out a little ‘ouch’. “Okay, okay, fine, I’m going! Don’t sleep too late, kitten.”

“I won’t. Goodnight, Kuroo-san. Goodnight, niichan!”

The second time it comes up is at the dinner table, though you don’t think anyone else catches on. You’re seated across from niichan, smiling every time you catch his eyes. It’s impossible not to, he just looks so utterly unamused right now. Picking at his vegetables as your mom and dad go on about something that’s in one ear and out the other. Kenma pauses when you walk your feet up his shin, golden eyes flicking to your face for a delayed moment, then looking back down. His ears flush pink as the silence continues, so you instead focus on your mom.

“Good we got it back, hm, mom?” you motion your head to her ring finger, and she laughs.

“Yes, I’m very glad you helped me out. I almost lost my wedding ring in the drain this morning, but your daughter got it out.” She’s back to talking to your dad then, gratefully squeezing your hand. You play with his legs again, hoping for some kind of praise from your big brother maybe. You know he doesn’t really care much, but it’d still be nice to have him tell you you did a good job. But he doesn’t, only glances at the thing once before shrugging.

“It’s just a ring. You can buy another.”

You open your mouth to protest, but again, your mom squeezes your hand, this time as a soothing gesture. “It’s not just a ring, Kenma. It’s a lifelong promise. Your own little ‘Happily ever after’.” You nod, stuffing some more greens in your mouth and raise your nose a little, ignoring the way he catches your foot between his shins this time.

“It’s important to some people, niichan! I’d want to have a pretty ring to remind me that I’m married to someone who loves me the most!” You’re too focused on scooping up your food into your mouth to see the look Kenma gives you, irises moving from your little pout to your hand, then back up at your face. And that it isn’t a coincidence when Kenma gifts you a beautiful ring with three little diamonds in it, brushing it off as a late birthday present. But to him it’s as much a lifelong promise as it will be, at least for now. If you want a token of his devotion, all you have to do is ask.

The third time it’s about as subtle as a purple elephant in a commercial district, but you still didn’t see it coming. Maybe because it’s late and you’re tipsy and holding Kenma niichan’s hand so tight as he leads you out of the taxi and into the lobby of his overpriced apartment. One arm around your shoulders as you nose into his shirt and hum softly, the other crossing over to grab your hand and interlace it with his own. He supports you until you’re in the elevator, then brushes his fingers along your cheek. You look up at him. “Are we almost there, niichan? I feel so tired.”

“Yeah, just a little farther.” He leads you there so easily, not clicking on the lights as you stumble in and kick off your heels with a sigh. You’re lucky you get to crash at Kenma nii’s place after nights out in Tokyo. You walk over the threshold and slaunter to the bathroom, already stripping yourself of your dress. When he flicks on the light of the bathroom, it blinds you for a moment. Your eyes adjust quickly, but it doesn’t help to settle that dizzy feeling in your skull. And he helps you out by brushing your hair away from your neck, nimble fingers unlocking your necklace for you.

You grab for some make-up wipes, glancing up at yourself in the mirror, then at Kenma. His tiny smile dropping when you catch him, before he sets his chin on your shoulder and wraps his arms around your waist, not caring that you’re only in underwear, apparently. You don’t have the ability to be embarrassed about your state right now, let alone think it over. But then he grabs your hand and holds it out in front of you, before sighing. “Maybe I shouldn’t have let you drink so much, but you know I’m always going to have a soft spot for you.”

“Well,” his lips pressing up to the exposed skin of your neck, dragging down little by little. You freeze in his arms. “You’re allowed to have fun at your own engagement party anyways, right? It makes this much easier.” He runs his thumb over your knuckles and the ring, before nodding, breath on your neck making your hairs stand on end. “I love you,” he whispers with another kiss, before turning you around and locking you in place with his thighs, hand dropping between your legs and toying at the soft fabric.

“What are you doing?” you settle on asking, tight feeling in your chest clearly audible. He pushes his body against yours more, then kisses your lips. A little peck at first, then leading you into a deeper kiss. Hands roaming over your burning skin, mind screaming at you. But you’re so drunk you don’t know what it’s asking for, and Kenma isn’t helping by rutting himself against your thigh.

“Happily ever after. Here, let's lay on the bed. I'll show you.”

#🍯honey.pot #tw.incest #💫ch.kenma

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taylorkellyreporting · 3 years

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i hope no one minds if i liveblog this bitch: the captain swan show rewatch edition 🪝 🦢

using my phone to screen mirror so this will not be consistent

the way both emma and snow gave up their kids so they could have their best chance, yeah i’m crying

there should be a jumpscare warning every time gold is about to appear onscreen

“it’s her wedding night, i doubt she’s suffering right now.” HELP

emma chopping down half of regina’s apple tree will forever be iconic

“how’d they get his teeth like that?” - my bro in law about rumple 😭

i just know rumple’s breath smells something terrible

regina is an evil, evil woman and a terrible mother. i really do not understand how she has stans

“who will protect henry if you won’t?”

GOD. day two and emma is already an amazing mom

“NOTHING, NOT EVEN A CURSE, IS GONNA STOP THAT” 😭

the audacity of regina to kill her own father and then name her son after him

right, hearing emma’s name woke him up

“please” oh her face, she knows he’s awake

regina not being in this is very pleasing to me

snow falls is next 🫂

nobody is doing it like snowing except for cs

“you’re…a girl.” “woman 😁” *hits him with a rock* oh, they’re my parents fr

“WHEREVER YOU ARE, I WILL FIND YOU”

“you sure you don’t know him?” “of course i’m sure.” YOU KNOW HIM, HES THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE

why did him grabbing snow’s hand make me jump 😭

“NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO, I WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU” 🥹🥹

lmaooo i forgot he went missing for a moment

how ironic that he went straight to the woods

“did you ever find them?” yeah 🥹

“she’s gonna kill me, and then you, and then me again ☹️” lmaooo

no, you don’t understand. that dust was the only way she could’ve killed regina once and for all and she gave it all up just to save charming, i’m SOBBING

HE’S AT THE TROLL BRIDGE, GOD

“I FOUND YOU” DKFJFJFJDKSMS THE DESPERATION IN HER VOICE, GOODBYE

“COME BACK TO ME” FUCK

it’s nice to know that snowing still gives me such a buzz even after all these years

HER KISS WOKE HIM UP, I KNOW THAT’S RIGHT

“you saved me” and “i will always find you” really is their thing 🥹

“who is that?” “his wife.” regina is a nasty bitch

“yeah…not me at all.” LIAR

the disappointment in his face, he’s down bad

“i’m sure your fiancée will love it.” HIS FACE, GOD. AND THE WAY HE HESITATES TO TAKE IT BACK BECAUSE HE KNOWS SHE’S THE ONLY ONE FIT TO WEAR IT, GOODBYE.

“if you need anything-“ “you’ll find me?” “always” SHUT THE FUCK UP

THE WAY THEY BOTH WATCH THE OTHER WALK AWAY AT DIFFERENT MOMENTS, I’M SICK

THE MOTHER. FUCKING. RING.

THAT man was so sick for killing ashleys fairy godmother, especially right in front of her…

🗣 “PEOPLE ARE GOING TO TELL YOU WHO YOU ARE YOUR WHOLE LIFE. YOU JUST GOTTA PUNCH BACK AND SAY “NO, THIS IS WHO I AM.” YOU WANT PEOPLE TO LOOK AT YOU DIFFERENTLY? MAKE THEM. YOU WANT TO CHANGE THINGS? YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO GO OUT THERE AND CHANGE THEM YOURSELF BECAUSE THERE ARE NO FAIRY GODMOTHERS IN THIS WORLD.”

henry calling emma ‘mom’ straight to regina’s face, i love that little thug

“do you know who that is?” “of course i do.” “who? cause i’m still trying to figure that out.” pls, i love him

“she assaulted mr. gold.” “cool!” skfjgkdksm

“thank you for bringing me my merchandise.” he’s so nasty

“see you tomorrow” 🥺🥺

lmaooo regina has to say ‘deputy’ before ‘swan’, i just know she’s mad

“oh no, you’re going to die, you’re going to die.” 😭

🗣 “HE’S MY SON, TOO”

he really said “emma is gonna take henry away from you and i’m gonna help her” skfjfjfjs KING

“the man who married katherine, it’s not me” literally.

charming and his mom 🥺

“you kissed my mom?!” his face fkgjfksks

i don’t know how emma wasn’t fully convinced about the curse after this episode. how did it take her until the finale to accept it???

“i shared a secret with her and she betrayed it.” SHE WAS TEN

friendly reminder that regina mills is a rapist

graham deserved so much better

“you in here?” “it is my shop.” he’s so 😭

“she’s evil.” wish he would’ve kept that same energy throughout the rest of the series

“you do kind of have my chin” lmfao

AUGUST IS HERE

the king making snow break charming’s heart, ooh i hate him

“I WILL ALWAYS FIND HER.” I LOVE THEM SM

yeah, i don’t give a fuck about rumbelle

“please” i love her reactions every time he tells her that

ASHLEY, MY FAVORITE CINDERELLA🫂

ashley and sean are so adorable

HE REALLY GAVE HER KATHERYN’S CARD, FUCK

regina plays so dirty

“i’m not your mother.” “according to henry, i’m yours.” and he’s right lmao

“you two deserve each other” more than you know

we deserved more of leroy and astrid

“i love you! don’t you love me?” i hate it here

“you dress like norman bates when he dresses as norman bates’ mother!” got her ass good 😭

that’s a shit ton of bodies

okay, now what the hell is going on with charming?

red and peter’s story is such a tragedy but gosh that plot twist was *chefs kiss*

“you broke my mug!” “you’re lucky is wasn’t that mug you call a face!” PLEASE, she’s a menace 😭

“i don’t think you’re going to find the answers you want at the bottom of the mug” lmfao

🗣 “I WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU”

SHE STOOD BY YOU DAVID, YOU ASSHOLE

i am a child of divorce but thankfully not for long

gotta be honest, i don’t wanna watch hat trick. that man and his story really doesn’t interest me

regina is so good at tearing families apart

oh shit, i forgot that he abducted snow too

“you know what the issue is with this world? everyone wants some magical solution to their problem and everyone refuses to believe in magic” you know what, he’s absolutely right about that

lmao regina really thought she’d be gone

daniel is dead because of regina not snow. she’s the one who was careless. she trusted a CHILD with a secret that big, what did she really think was gonna happen?

cora was over there manipulating snow and regina had the audacity to blame her for daniel’s death, oh brother.

i bet the shovel is gone

“i love you.” “and that is what makes it all so sad” 😩

damn, regina got her ass handed to her by both snow and henry fjgjfjdks

no, cause if it wasn’t for that nasty old man, emma wouldn’t have grown up in and out of the system

baby emma 🥺

that august and emma scene in the woods always gets me

HENRY WITH THE ROPE 😭😭

“but i’m rescuing you” oh she sounds so sad :(

HE CAN FEEL HER DYING, THAT’S LOVE BITCH

HENRY

“DON’T LET MY SACRIFICE BE IN VAIN” ☹️

that emma and regina scene in the hospital still makes me hold my breath

“i’ve been saving it. for a rainy day.” “well, it’s storming like a bitch outside.” lmfao

regina really killed her own son

TRUE LOVE’S KISS, BITCH

🗣”YOU FOUND ME.” “DID YOU EVER DOUBT I WOULD?”

and that concludes the first season!!

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nickysescapism · 4 years

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here my thought on Fate real quick:

Things that did not piss me off:

Bloom being extra spicy really mega ultra special² (by now I’m not even surprised anymore)

Silva

the short time we spent with Marco

That one good-looking specialist girl that got killed off pretty quickly (you will be missed)

Terra’s dad

Bloom being the only one with an american accent (because british accents are supperior and also it shows that Bloom does not “fit in”)

Sam aka another white boy (but my feelings towards him were neutral so yeah)

Things that did piss me off:

the blatant whitewashing

unnecessary pop culture references (we get it you watched HP and make IG stories)

pls stop butchering the four houses like that if you can’t get your facts straight

the constant fatphobia

Riven’s obvious biphobia and everyone just accepting it

the 'blond mean girl' trope because what would we do without it

the victim (Dane) falling for the bully (Riven) for no apparent reason

“I hAvE A cOuSin NaMeD FlOrA”

the only black woc being the “mom of the group” because we haven’t seen this stereotype for a hot sec

the boring and repetitive sequences of the specialists training with wooden sticks like children in elementary school

“We DoN’t HaVe WiNgS aNymOrE”

Bloom being super selfish and everyone risking their lives for her constantly because they all love her anyway

the line “you full-creeped on my insta last night and I haven’t told anyone” exists non ironically (Riverdale called they want their awful-cringy-lines back)

"Riv"

fetishizing bi people (because bi’s can only ewist on Netflix if they are doing threesomes because that’s what being bi is all about apparently)

using the word mansplaining in the first episode TWICE in the span of a few minutes and not even using it right

the only healthy relationship (Musa and Sam) is so freaking boring that one had to make up a non existing drama to make it less boring

the unburned slaughtering like 10 specialist who are pros and do this job for years but two first-year fairies were able to get away without a scratch

the non existing friendship between the winx's and therefore it makes no sense that they still keep hanging out with each other

the erasure of our queen tecna!!

all the good specialist were erased too (like Timmy and Brandon)

the outfits making them look like grown ass moms and not like teenagers

the cast looking like they are more likely to be in college than in high school

Beatrix (besides everything she isn’t even a good villain, she is the worst secret “villain” i’ve ever seen like she is like a freaking elefant in mouse town)

and now Alfea basically is Hogwarts 2.0 but a cheaper version of it

changing Musa's powers because we need element powers for some freaking reason and not even doing anything with her powers for like 90% of the show

everything looking so dark and greasy and boring and basically not like Magix or anything magical at all

Stella (she is basically Diaspro but so much worse)

the lowkey abusive relationship between the adoptive parents (mom) and Bloom just to never mention it again

Aisha having no backstory and telling EVERYONE constantly that she swims but we never get scenes of her outside of her "parenting Bloom" sidequests

Terra saying that she misses Stella because she insulted her and was mean to her, because fat girls need this constant body shaming amiright?

they really tried making Stella bullying Terra ✨their thing✨

Aisha struggling with her powers is suddenly not important anymore when it’s inconvenient

the girls hate each other for like 80% of the show and suddenly they have a deep bonding

Musa being useless and stating the obvious and only being there for obvious exposition

"You are sad, aren’t you?"

“Yes, how do you know that? Is it because I’m crying my eyes out right now?”

“No, dummy. I’m a mind fairy. I can feel what you feel.”

the whole changeling plot

erasing the Trix and compromizing them into one character, but then give Beatrix two side kicks so they are basically a group of three again ???

they made it even more straight than the OG

the Sky/Stella/Bloom love triangle because we needed that one

the adults being stupid af

Vanessa apparently almost dying in the fire and having third degree burns but only at places that can be covered by clothes easily (and also they do not look like third dagree burns at all)

Bloom ready to kill her “parents” because they took away her door

“BuTt StUfF” another great literal masterpiece from our all-time favorite Riv

Stella is not only not part of the group for like 75% of the time, the others also don’t like her at all and therefore you don’t care about her problems at all

the teachers being unecessary mean to their students like “oh you just learned to control your powers, well damn you still suck hope you get better soon lol that looks so bad try harder”

Aisha being the only one who has no love interest

^same as Terra who is pining after a dude that doesn’t like her that way

Bloom always playing the victim and always acting like no one suffers as much as she does

using pop music that doesn’t fit the tone of the scene at all (and also ruining one of my fav songs)

Alfea basically turning into every garbage teenage high school Netflix ever had

Everyone acting as if Beatrix is super smart and a good spy even tho she sucks at it without end (why would you try to get as much attention as possible?? and kill your accomplice???)

no other planets but realms and still here everyone knows that California is part of America because americans aren’t full of themselves at all. Just replace California and America with anything else. :)

“You aren’t from Solaria, are you? Where are you from?”

“I’m from California Fer Island.”

“Uh...is that..part of...?”

“America Everix, obviously????”

they tried desperately to be woke by throwing stuff around like “don’t be sexist” and “don’t come at me with this feminist bs” like good job...to the white old dudes who completely missed the entire point of feminism and sexism - performantive feminism if you will - always SAYING the most basic feminist (women can be strong too) stuff but not DOING it

fire is somehow effective against BURNED creatures (e.g. throwing water filled balloons at a mermaids)

all telling and no showing (expositions + no flashbacks = BORING)

Sky being so obessed with Bloom that he doesn’t care that she drugged him at one point

Dane’s character doing a 180 out of nowhere for plot convenience

Stella being a threat to other students but no one seems to care

the good ol’ the bad guys aren’t really bad but in the end turns out they are and the good guys were the good guys all along plot twist that we have seen a million times on netflix alone

Sky not having trust issues after Bloom spiked the water bottle and just accepting that she felt the need to drug him

Sky having daddy issues and that being treated as his main character trait

using phones all the time but when it’s important suddenly no one got a phone with them

beatrix drags a random “bad boy” into her evil plan because that was ever a good thing to do but kills her only partner that already had the trust of FaRa

Sky still persuing Bloom even tho he knows that Stella could blind Bloom because she can’t control her powers and even threatens to do so - again no one saw a problem with that??

Bloom being one of the worst liars out there but Aisha is like “wow, you are a great liar” like no bitch you literally had to help her five seconds ago

Stella blinding her best friend being one of the most underwhelming plots I have ever seen (I mean how can a show fuck it up so bad that a literal girl blinding her best friend doesn’t interest me?)

no one can have an interesting storyline because there is the slight chance that they could outshine the real star (bloom)

^therefore most sideplots are super shallow or just boring

#fate winx saga #can you tell that i didn't like the show?#what can i say no matter how good it is i will never accept the blatant whitewashing and neither should you #if you say that it's a good show if you leave out that it is related to the winx club shut up it's still whitewashing k #anti fate the winx saga

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through the hourglass 279. brb x oc

a/n: short because I WANNA WRITE THE DOUBLE SMUT NOW NOW NOW (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

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When he was young, around eleven, he remembers his mother took him to a mom and pop diner by Richmond. He had left soccer practice, it was raining and his birthday was going to be on the very next day but…things happened and his mother couldn’t prepare a party for him.

So they went into this diner as a storm poured down violently, he sat down and the two shared a cupcake with colorful star sprinkles. It wasn’t what she planned, she told him then, but she hoped he’d like it.

And he was so happy.

Just like now.

He was sitting on a chair, surrounded by his family and Bea’s family, his daughter was trying her best to get used to the birthday crown on her head while trying to follow her bigger cousins’ footsteps around the garden - they covered the pool for this so there was no danger of anyone falling into it. Bianca was kind enough to hold Nicole’s little hand as they walked around, trying to involve her into the game.

He turns the beer bottle in his hand, his sunglasses low on his nose and he feels Beatrice’s hands coming on his shoulders. He tilts his head back only to see her face upside down, smiling at him, “Hey.” she says, “How’s Hangman doing on the grill?”

Rooster tilted his head to where the blonde pilot was, then pursed his lips, “I mean,he’s from Texas, so he’s gotta be good at it. I’m taking my good ol’ time enjoying myself.”

“As you should.” she says, kissing his forehead, “You need anything?”

Rooster turned his attention back to Beatrice, who was now crouched down beside him. He flashed a warm smile at her. "I'm good for now, Bea. The grill's in capable hands with Hangman, and everything's going smoothly. How are you holding up? Everything alright with our little party planner?"

Beatrice chuckled and leaned closer to him, her sunglasses reflecting the vibrant atmosphere. "I'm just making sure everything runs smoothly, but it's been great so far. I'm happy to see you enjoying yourself, Roos." She glanced over to where Nicole was still trying to navigate the birthday party "And it looks like Nicole is having fun with her cousins."

He followed Beatrice's gaze to their daughter, watching as she took tiny, determined steps with Bianca guiding her. "Yeah, she's doing great, isn't she?" he mused, his heart swelling with pride. "...she doesn’t have any idea what to do and that’s adorable."

Beatrice smiles with both hands on his arm. "It is,isn’t it?” she looks back inside to where she sees Shells carrying a box of stuff to the counter, “I’m going to help Shells." She smiled and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

“Help?” he moves to stand up but Beatrice stops him and he notices she’s wearing that dress. The dress she wore during the barbecue.The white one with little yellow flowers, the one that made her look like a fairy.

“Don’t worry,” she turns around and the skirt flutters like magic, “I’ll be alright, stay seated. It’s your birthday too,Roos.”

Rooster nodded as he watched Beatrice go inside to lend Shells a hand, admiring…that dress and quickly moving his gaze away when he remembered that,oh, he was not alone in this area right now and this could easily be awkward!!

Inside, Beatrice blinked when Shells placed the box down and leaned against it to regain her breathing, “Shells, what’s that?”

“Listen,” her friend holds up a hand, still regaining her breath, “Your daughter is like,” she moves her hand faster, “Like my niece even though we aren’t related so,I thought, what do one year olds like? And I was like ‘well Nikki is smarter than a normal one year old’ so I had to search more.”

"Alright, Shells, you've got my attention. What's in the box?" Beatrice inquired, unable to contain her curiosity crossing her arms.

Shells took a deep breath and held up a hand in a dramatic gesture, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Nikki, is growing up, and we can't let her birthday go by without something special. I did some research – well, quite a lot, actually – and I found the perfect gift for her."

Beatrice's eyes widened as she realized what Shells was hinting at. "You…you researched?”

Shells nodded vigorously, her enthusiasm obvious. "Yes! And it's not just any present, Bea. It's something that she'll love and can enjoy as she grows. I had to make sure it was the best choice for our little genius."

Beatrice laughs in disbelief, shaking her head before approaching the box. "Shells,I didn't expect you to do that. You really didn't have to. You could’ve given her anything that she’d loved it."

Shells shrugged and smiled. "Well, yeah sure but that’s boring- no offense to…anyone who did give her that though. Plus, I couldn't resist getting something special for her."

“Alright…so…what is it?”

Shells was vibrating with excitement, slowly opening the cardboard box, “Behold.”

As Shells carefully opened the cardboard box, she revealed the contents inside. Beatrice leaned closer, her curiosity growing as she peered inside to see the special gift her friend had chosen for Nicole's first birthday.

With an eager flourish, Shells lifted a beautifully wrapped package from the box. The wrapping paper was adorned with colorful animals and vibrant balloons, making it perfect for a one-year-old's celebration. The package was neatly tied with a bright red ribbon, creating a captivating contrast to the pattern on the paper.

Beatrice couldn't help but smile at the thought and effort Shells had put into selecting and presenting the gift. "Wow, Shells, you really went all out."

Shells chuckled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I wanted to make it special, Bea. She's turning one, after all. It's a significant milestone. And this is just the wrapping.” she places it in Bea’s hands, “All yours.”

She gently tugged at the ribbon, untying the bow, and carefully unwrapped the present. The moment the wrapping paper fell away, Beatrice's eyes widened in pleasant surprise at the sight of the gift.

Beatrice pulled out an assortment of vibrant, plush toys, each featuring different patterns and textures. There were soft, crinkly fabric animals that would catch Nicole's attention, a small, squeaky rubber duck that was perfect for bath time, and even a miniature xylophone with colorful keys that looked like it could make an enticing sound.

Beatrice couldn't help but laugh in sheer delight at the eclectic mix of baby toys. "Shells, this is amazing! Nikki is going to have so much fun with all of these." she pauses, “And so…chaotic…”

Shells clapped her hands together, beaming with pride. "I know,right!It has a bit of everything to stimulate her senses."

Beatrice carefully examined each toy, feeling the soft textures, squeezing the duck, and even tapping on the tiny xylophone keys. "You really thought of everything, Shells.Thank you so much!”

Shells waved off her gratitude, still grinning widely. "No need to thank me. Well, no, thank me because I thought of this and I was like, woah. Woah." she props her hands on her waist then tilts her head, “I also chugged four energy drinks on the way over,I’m like, buzzin’.”

“...why did you-”

“Babes, I’m just in the vibes, you know.”

She did not know and honestly was worried to ask. “Um…should I call…Bob?I know you two came in separate cars and he got here first,so…”

“Naaahh, it’s fine.”

“You sure?”

“Yup.”

Beatrice blinks, then points down the hallway, “You remember where the guest room is…right? If you need to lie down.”

Shells chuckled, her energy level seemingly unaffected by the energy drinks she'd consumed. "Oh, I'll be just fine, Bea. I came prepared for a day of celebration, and nothing's going to slow me down. Not even caffeine."

Beatrice couldn't help but just give Shells a worried smile, her friend was a force of nature, and couldn’t be stopped most of the time. "Alright, just remember you can take a break anytime you need one. The party is going to be a full day of fun."

Shells raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms dramatically. "I am the party. The party never takes a break!"

“That is very worri-” but Shells leaves before Beatrice could continue, “-some…anyway.” she shakes her head, walking to the living room where the rest of the gifts are. The ones on the couches are Nicole’s and…she was running out of room. She chewed her lower lip, tilting her head this way and that trying to figure out where she’d fit in the whole chaos of toys that Shells gave her.

She finds a little nook close to the arm, leaning forward and pushing the gift into it, groaning a bit before lifting herself back up again. “Okay! That’s fine.”she looks at the coffee table where Rooster’s gifts are, they are smaller ones and they don’t take that much space. “Jesus, it’s so weird how minimalist we become as adults.”

She then makes a mental note of what she should do next, furrowing her brows then snapping her fingers, ‘Lemonade.” she hears music playing outside followed by the kids laughing, everything was going well. “Lemonade,lemonade.”

As she steps into the kitchen, she blinks when she sees Michael there, checking the fridge, “Mike?” her brother looks up with a beer bottle on his mouth, “What are you doing? I’m not going to put the cake outside yet, the grill is still going,” she frowns, then swats his hand from the door before he could keep it open, “It’s an ice cream cake, don’t keep it open for so long.”

Michael winced at Beatrice and set the beer bottle aside. "Hey! Just grabbing a cold one. It's a hot day out there, and you know I can't resist a cold beer during a grill session." He rubs his hand, “You have an iron slap, you know that?”

Beatrice crossed her arms and gave Michael an exasperated look. "Just don't leave the fridge open for too long. We don't want all the ice cream melting."

Michael chuckled, still rubbing his hand, his knuckles popping a bit because of the movement. "Alright, alright. I'll be careful. By the way, Hannah apologizes for not being here.” he shrugs, “She’s got a convention and her little boy is at her…ex husband now,so.”

“Oh.” Beatrice nodded as she rummaged through the kitchen cabinets, searching for the glass jar. "It's okay. Is she alright?"

“She’s great, you know. She’s…really funny and…once I looked past the part that she used to bully you it’s been better.”

“Mike,” she smiles, grabbing five lemons and the bottle of honey, “I already forgave her, ages ago. You two are dating, it’s all good.” she opens a drawer and puts a knife on top of the counter so she’s ready to prepare the lemonade, “Just remind me to put her slice of cake inside a styrofoam box so it doesn’t melt when you take it home.”

Michael gave Beatrice a grateful smile, leaning back against the counter. "I'll make sure her cake is safe for the journey home." He glanced around the kitchen, his eyes wandering over the assortment of decorations and gifts. "This place looks fantastic, by the way. You really outdid yourself."

Beatrice chuckled as she began to prepare the lemonade. She halved the lemons and squeezed the juice into a pitcher. "Well, we wanted to make this day special for Rooster and Nicole. It's their birthday party, after all." She added honey to the lemon juice and stirred it, creating a sweet and tangy base for the lemonade. "We even got a pinata for the kids."

“You did?”

“Yes, you know Rooster will show Nicole how to punt that thing open.” she chuckles softly, licking her fingers clean of any honey, “By the way, did you check if dad is eating? You know he has to snack on something, especially after his surgery.”

“Bea, he’s fine, hell he’s having beer.” he shrugs, “You know he can have at least one, he’s enjoying himself out there. Plus mom is with him.”

“I'm just worried because of his surgery, you know. But if Mom's taking care of him, I trust that he's in good hands."

Michael's face softened, and he reached out to place a reassuring hand on Beatrice's shoulder. "Bea, you're always looking out for everyone, just like Dad. But don't worry, we're all here to celebrate today, and it's a joyful occasion." he waves his fingers, “Wooo,joy, you know?”

Beatricesmiled at him. "You're right. Today is a day of celebration, and I want it to be perfect for Rooster and Nicole. Speaking of which, do you know if Leo and Guillermo are enjoying the party?"

Michael took a moment to consider his two brothers. "Leo is probably having a blast with the kids. You know he loves playing with them. And as for Guillermo…" He chuckled. "I'm sure he's busy being the charming, mysterious guy he always is."

Beatrice blinked at him, “What?”

“Okay, let me rephrase that: Leo is going to sigh in relief because Bibi and Éwoyn are busy with Nicole and Guillermo will just stand like a menacing statue.” he smiles, “And you know our sisters will be the ones to handle everything, then everything will be a-okay.”

Beatrice laughed, “Knowing them,I wouldn’t be surprised, honestly.” she smiles, then sighs quietly, “I just want today to be perfect…Roos is leaving on Monday, this weekend has to be special,Mike.”

"I get it, sis. Don't worry. Everything is going great, and I can already tell that it's a fantastic day."

Beatrice's eyes sparkled as she continued to prepare the lemonade. "Thank you, Mike. Now, go back outside." she waves her hand at him, “I have stuff to finish here.”

Michael gave Beatrice a playful salute. "Will do, Captain Bea. If you need anything, just holler." With a wink, he made his way back to the party outside, leaving Beatrice to her tasks in the kitchen.

As Beatrice continued to prepare the lemonade and make sure everything was in order for the birthday celebration, her thoughts turned to her husband. He was at the heart of the celebration today,alongside Nicole of course, but…he was leaving.

Beatrice knew she had to be strong for Rooster, to offer him love and support as he prepared for his departure. He needed that, it’d be his last one before his promotion which was great! She inhales softly, mixing the lemonade inside the jar and muttering that ‘everything was going exactly to plan’

He had no idea Nicole was spending the night at her parents, nor that the dogs were joining her.

She smiles,a bit shakily, but proud of herself, “...it’ll be great.”

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jingerhead · 2 years

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✨, 👀, 😬, and 💔

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

PLS it's literally my weakness I'm so bad at complimenting myself. I will pride myself on thinking out my plots a lot so that I can throw in those little twists and bits of symbolism and lots of character development sjsjjs

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

Ah well now that I've finished my BB fic I plan on getting back into 'You've Begun to Feel Like Home' which is my fake-engaged andreil fic! I'm also going to finish my long awaited mermay fic lmao.

Another thing I've recently begun is start to convert my fairy tale fanfic into an og story. It's going to take a lot of work but I am SO excited about it!

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

Uhhh honestly I think the shed fucking fic sjjssjsjs like how do I explain that one other than 'yeah mom I wrote porn'. Also a lot of my friends actually read my fics and stuff and I forget about it all the time until we meet up and they mention something about something I've recently written SJFAJKDSF

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

There Now, Steady Love. That fic made me cry while writing it, which has only ever happened one other time. I love that fic so much and I'm very proud of it, but damn did it also break my heart lmao.

#jinger answers #aftg fic #aftg wip

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thirstyandbeautiful · 4 years

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YES PLEASE HOE FAIRY!! EXPAND THE SUGAR BABY AU!!! PLS PLS PLS

Alright my lovelies, we have made it to the SugarBaby!AU, inspired by the good news list fic sugar baby

SugaBaby: SugarDaddy!Lance AU Part One: The Swarovski Studded Start

“Fuck me, it’s like impossible, I swear.” You rolled your eyes and dropped your cheek into your hand, looking at your friend across from you. “You should’ve heard him: you should marry me, we should get married.” You growled after making the soft imitation, lifting the crystal champagne flute to your mouth to sip on your mimosa.

“I don’t know how you do it.” Your friend laughed. “What is this like the third one?”

“The second!” You shushed your friend. “Don’t you put that evil on me.”

“I’m just saying out of all of our friends, I’ve never heard of a woman getting not one, but two sugar daddies in a row, to fall head over heels for their sugar baby.”

“It’s fucking ridiculous.” You mumbled, trying to keep your voice down in the crowded open room. “You really think it’s cause I keep going for these old men?”

“I told you, I told you!” Your friend laughed, lowering her voice as she caught the looks of other diners. “I told you both of them were too old. You need someone closer to our age, maybe a little younger. Someone who isn’t sneaky or trying to trap you into some weird marriage.” You friend tilted her head and paused for a moment. “Or someone who you could end up married to.”

“Don’t start.” You scrunched your nose at her. “Love isn’t my focus right now, paying off these bills is. Living comfortably is.”

You pushed away the part of you that shivered at the word. Love. What a joke. You didn’t have time for love. You were focused on growing your brand, not being conned into marrying someone three times your age. You wanted a paycheck, maybe some companionship if you were being honest with yourself, but nothing more. Unless he were cute.

You played with the idea of a younger sugar daddy, thought of quitting older men. Older men were a bit easier, which is what drew you to them. They had been around long enough to know the game. They were dismissive, never asking too much from you, and until you really trapped them they kept a strict handle on what the relationship was. Most of them kept out of the sexual realm of things, instead settling for risque pictures or just having you on their arm at galas or other important events. Things for older men were about appearances.

Younger men were different. They wanted sex, and a lot of it. A sugar baby for a younger man, while you’d never experienced it yourself, you thought equated to high class escorting.You were a play thing they got to dress up and fuck. You had no intention of spreading your legs for men who were less than worthy when there were older men eager to cut a check just so they could grab your ass here and there.

Was it misogynistic? A little.

You pushed away the voice in your head that told you your mother was rolling in her grave at the thought of her little girl living such a lavish life at the expense of her young adulthood and refusal of true love. Whatever that was.

“Hey, are you okay?” You nodded to your friend and trained your face to be impassive as she tilted her head. “You thinking of your mom?”

“I’m thinking of how you’re wearing a new bracelet and didn’t even bother showing me it yet.” You reached across the table and took her hand in yours, pulling it across the table. “Is that Cartier?”

You gently turned her wrist back and forth so the crystal chandelier that hung above your table caught the gold wristlet just right, accenting the tiny carvings into it.

“It’s a love bracelet, Nicky put it on me.” You looked up at your friend, she was beaming, all smiles as she looked down at her wrist. “It comes with a tool to clip it on, and he keeps it.”

“You got a collar but in bracelet form.”

Your friend slapped your hand, pulling her wrist away. “Don’t say it like that, some of us have found love in our arrangements.”

You motioned to the waiter for another drink. You loved coming to this place for brunch. The large, white walls were stunning and glowed from the light that the chandeliers let off and reflected off their crystals. It was also an unspoken rule for everyone entering the restaurant to wear white, and really, seeing everything in all white was not only fancy, but really sleek.

“Nicky is so great, honestly. He’s so thoughtful and sweet, I never ever thought this would happen. I never expected to find the love of my life this way.” She sighed dreamily down at her wrist. “His mother tells me a ring is definitely on the way, and I know she’s not lying cause that woman cannot hold a secret. I-”

You tuned your friend out, not entirely listening to what she was saying but just taking in her energy. She was happier than you’ve ever seen her. She had started her arrangement with Nick a year ago, and a few months in had the arrangement morphing into dating and now the two were practically inseparable.

You were happy for her, you just couldn’t believe that your friend seemed to luck out the way she did. I mean finding a man who had the funds, attention, class, and all the other essentials to be a sugar daddy, to be a funder, to support another in such a relationship was hard enough. But to find that man in someone around your own age? Your friend might as well have caught a unicorn.

“I’m happy for you.” You blurted out, cutting off her dreamy monologue.

She laughed. “Thank you. You know, you’re the only one I feel like is my real friend. You know, amongst all the other girls.”

You thought of the other girls, the other sugar babies you’d met and been stuck in the same social circles with, most of them you either tried to ignore or forget. “Cause we were always the two most honest ones.”

“We were.” Your friend nodded. “Nicky says it all the time, how you’re just as honest as me.”

You knew what she was trying to convey. It was no secret that sugar babies got a bad reputation. You were seen as gold diggers, whores, etc. But aside from all the ugly names, you did really offer companionship, and more often than not, a lot of girls ended up as wives, extremely successful, independent business women, or becoming sugar mamas to younger, hotter men that were their male counterparts.

“He has a friend.” Your friend gave you a sly smile as you sighed. “He’s super sweet. I’ve met him. He works in fashion, he’s been brought up in a super high class family, but he’s just a little reserved.”

“He’s a lonely rich kid with zero social skills?”

“He’s lacking companionship and could use a good woman like yourself.”

You laughed. “Is this an arrangement proposition or a blind date?”

“Maybe both?” She laughed. “You should meet him, he’s never had a sugar baby before, he’s fresh.” She emphasized the word fresh to tease you.

“So I can make him do my bidding.” You rubbed your palms together in a mockingly sinister way before you both started laughing. “I’ll see. I’ll think about.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Your conversation with your friend moved on to other topics, your friend abandoning the topic of your next prospect for the time being. Before you knew it, your glasses and plates were empty, and the waiter was bringing you the bill.

After paying, you agreed to a ride home. You hadn’t seen your friend in a while, and seeing her so excited just to spend some more time with you, even if it was in a car, made you happy too. She was your family, regardless of how annoying she could get about love and all that other shit.

“Come on, Nicky will be here soon.”

You followed out of the restaurant and into the beautiful garden that encompassed the front of the venue.

“It’s such a beautiful day.” You closed your eyes and lifted your face towards the sun, enjoying the warmth against your skin.

“It is.” Your friend agreed. You felt her hand on your arm, “that’s us.”

You opened your eyes and turned on your heels, seeing the dark blue range rover in front of you. You had to admire the car, and counted your friend lucky that she was with a man with taste. A tinge of jealousy simmered inside you, but you quickly pushed it down and let the happiness you felt for her smother the more negative feeling. You wanted to be happy for your friend for finding it all, but you were only human.

“Beautiful car.” You murmured, climbing into the seat behind the driver after your friend climbed in.

“Thanks!” the driver replied, you looked forward as Nicky turned in his seat to fact you, politely greeting you.

Your eyes darted to the passenger seat that was occupied and you felt yourself reach out slowly to stab your friends thigh with your nail. You knew who it most likely was.

“This is my friend, Lance.” Nicky politely gestured between you and Lance, being polite enough to introduce you.

You looked down at first, not wanting to appear the least bit eager considering this was most definitely an ambush. You looked at your friend and her smug smile as she leaned her elbow on her door, trying to cover her giggles with her hand. When you heard Lance say your name for the first time, you instinctually looked at him.

Which was a mistake.

Lance was pretty. Very, very pretty. He reminded you briefly of another companion who you had gotten that same impression of at first, but that thought left your mind quickly as you made eye contact with the man. He had tanned skin, with a red undertone that let you know that his complexion wasn’t fake or paid for, it was actually his own. His brown eyes were big and soft, and you couldn’t help but hold eye contact with him as he explained how Nicky had mentioned you to him. He had longish hair, and the bit you could see curling out from under his hat looked thick and soft. You wanted to find out how soft it really was.

When Lance looked away, shyly, you noted, to tease Nicky about something, your eyes darted to his mouth. You felt your head tilt as you took in the thickness of his lips, the plush quality of them made you want to kiss the pretty boy so badly. He had a cute smile too. You watched a blush stain his cheeks as he caught you still looking at him.

You almost jumped out of your skin when you felt your friend poke your own thigh with her nails. When you looked at her, she winked at you.

“Fuck off.” You mumbled to her.

“Hey there, do we need to separate you two?” Nicky teased, you rolled your eyes and huffed a laugh before looking out the window as the car pulled away from the curb.

“Oh, you know how she is, baby, such a brat.” Your friend teased.

You looked up at the rearview mirror as Lance looked in it and couldn’t help but wink at him. The way his eyes shot back down to the road made you smile, a bubble of excitement growing in you as the effortless teasing got him.

“If I’m a brat it’s your fault.” You replied. “You just bring it out of me.”

“Me?” Your friend asked.

“Yeah, you.”

You and your friend bickered back and forth, teasing each other. Nicky cut in here and there, sometimes to back you up playfully against his lady, other times to calm you two down when you started getting too sharp with each other. It was all in good fun, and the little amused looks you got from Lance made it all the more fun.

“You’re awfully quiet.” You leaned forward and rested your cheek against the side of the driver’s seat, gently wrapped your fingers around Lance’s elbow where it rested on the center console.

He didn’t look at you as he cheekily replied. “Not like you give a lot of space to speak.”

You gasped in dramatic shock. “Here I was thinking you were on my side. Aren’t you afraid of making a bad impression?”

“Aren’t you?” He looked at you for a split second, laughing when you couldn’t reply instantly and sassily like you had been the whole ride. “That one got her.” Lance laughed.

“What do you think?” You asked.

“About what?” Lance hummed.

“Am I making a bad impression on you?”

“I think you could.” He teased, before turning his head to look at you. “But no, not now.”

The softness in the way that you said it had you flirtingly drag your finger along the brim of his cap before leaning back in your seat, the car settled in silence. You ignored the feeling of your friend’s eyes on you for the rest of the ride.

When Nicky dropped you off at home, you all but pushed Lance from your mind. It was a car ride, that was it. Nothing worth pining over. You ignored the few texts you had gotten from your friend, no doubt already teasing you for your blatant flirting in the car, and pulled out a yoga mat.

You spent the afternoon doing some light yoga to relax before you pulled a bottle of wine from your wine rack. When you settled on your couch with a glass, the doorbell rang.

You groaned and dragged yourself to your feet, heading towards your door.

To your complete shock, there was a messenger waiting with a large box. Once you signed, he let you take it from him. It wasn’t overly heavy, but it wasn’t weightless. You wondered who could’ve sent you something, your most recent arrangement had gone to shit, unless this was him trying to convince you to accept the marriage proposal. It wouldn’t be the first time. You rolled your eyes and considered kicking out your front door, but you weren’t about to waste a gift.

You opened the box and the strategically placed styrofoam until you saw what was obviously a bouquet. You carefully lifted the fine glass vase with all the flowers out of its box. When you ripped open the wrapping around the flowers and you got a look at them, you gasped.

“Wow. Half a conversation for this? This might be worth it.” You joked to yourself.

The baby pink roses were stunning. They were small, like a bouquet of miniature roses making up the very large arrangement. They baby pink color looked soft and dainty, like cotton candy. But that wasn’t what had you by surprise. You leaned in and let your finger touch the hard edges of the petals. The rose petal edges were dipped in gold.

“This is what I’m talking about.” You smiled at the beautiful bouquet and leaned in to smell them.

You looked back into the box and pulled out the envelope taped to the inside. When you opened it, you felt your smile grow wider.

To good first impressions - Lance

You didn’t want to squeal, but the excitement that bubbled under your skin did make you giggle. The man clearly knew what he was doing, and it didn’t really surprise you that he already knew you were looking into an arrangement. Your friend was relentless, and you laughed when you realized how fast she worked. You pulled your phone off the counter and sent a text to her, asking her for his number.

Your phone started ringing mere minutes after sending the text.

“Hello?” You answered.

“Why do you want his number?”

“Just give me the number.” You laughed into the phone.

“What did he send you?” She pushed.

“Some roses, I just want to thank him.”

“Thank him how?”

“I want to say thank you! Just send me the number.”

You ended up talking to your friend for 15 minutes, trying to get her to give up Lance’s phone number so you could call him. You didn’t wanna talk about him quite yet, cause honestly, aside from the golden roses on your counter, there was nothing to gossip to her about. Plus, you really didn’t know the Canadian yet.

“If you want something to hear about, I have to actually talk to him.”

“Okay, okay.” Your friend sighed, before letting out an excitedly loud noise. “Just send me a pic of the roses he sent you! I heard him talking to Nicky before and he sounded excited, oh, this must be why. Okay, okay, Sending the number!”

Your friend hung up on you and you laughed as you looked down at your phone. She was way too excited when nothing had happened yet, and while your head kept screaming ‘yet’ you didn’t want to get your hopes up.

You clicked on the contact she shared with you, reading Lance’s full name a few times while hovering your thumb over the number listed. You took a deep breath and pressed your thumb down, pressing the speaker button so you could lay your phone on the counter.

It rang twice before he answered.

“Hello?” His voice was soft even over the phone.

“Hi Lance, how are you?”

“Who is this?”

“Ah just the woman you sent some really gorgeous roses to.” You replied.

You heard him chuckle. “I’m glad you like them.”

“Do you send every woman you meet gold roses?”

“No, I don’t.” He replied honestly.

Your eyebrows shot up at his response and you paused for a moment to see if he’d say more, when he didn’t, you realized you’d have to pull it out of him.

“I’d love to know what made me so special.”

The line was silent for a second, and you tapped your screen to make sure you were still connected.

“Nick told me, and your friend too, that you were...” He trailed off for a moment. “They told me how they got together and they told me about, uh, you.” You nodded your head even though he couldn’t see you. “So, I thought-” he paused again before you heard him sigh. “I thought we could have something like that.” He said in a voice so low, you might’ve missed him if not for the complete silence in your home.

“You want to meet up and talk about maybe make an arrangement?” You helped.

“Yes, yes, please.” He replied. “If you want that.”

“You definitely have my attention.”

You followed the assistant that answered the door to the manor you were at. Your soft blue pumps clacked on the tile floors, the sound echoing up to the vaulted ceiling. You looked down momentarily at your pointed shoes, the thin straps keeping them on your feet. They were tall, and you hoped Lance was as tall as he looked in pictures with Nicky, or this could be awkward.

“He’s been expecting you.” The assistant who’s name hadn’t been offered told you over her shoulder. “He was very much looking forward to this meeting.”

“As have I.” You replied politely.

You ran through some of the minor details your friend had provided you as you followed through an endless amount of hallways. Lance was younger than you, surprisingly, and he was as rich if not more than Nicky and his family. He wasn’t flashy, kept to himself. You almost laughed at the idea of him being so low key when you were pretty sure you could get lost in his home. Your steps slowed as you finally entered into a stunning parlor. You looked around the beautiful pale blue room and thought of how it almost matched your outfit.

“Miss, right this way please.” You twisted back around and looked at the beautiful french doors the assistant was holding open.

You followed her out and tried to keep your face relaxed as you took in the breathtaking property over the terrace you were on. There were hills, so many of them, and many trails that weaved their way as far as you could see. A large fountain sat in the center, with twin fountains on each side. It was scenic, like a botanical garden. You thought briefly that if it were breathtaking in the Spring, it must be gorgeous in the winter with the snow.

“Hey, how are you?” Lance’s voice filled your ears before his hands were on you, pulling you into an eager hug.

When you pulled away you took two steps back, putting space between your bodies before you gestured to the large lawn. “Your property is beautiful.”

Lance must have picked up on your business tone, and nodded thoughtfully. “Thank you.”

You were both pulled from the silence that dragged between you by another groundskeeper calling you both over to the side of the terrace. Lance walked alongside you, and as you came around the side, you let yourself smile at the obvious effort that was exerted.

There was a beautifully decorated table that looked almost like a small, tasteful tea party. Fine china lined the table that was set for two. The curved table gave you a respectable distance from each other, even though you were technically sitting on the same side. The same mini roses that you had been sent were laid on the table in a flat bouquet, this time without gold.

You let Lance hold your chair for you as you settled in.

“So, this arrangement.” You led the conversation straight to the point.

While you talked and explained a bit about your past experiences, your preferences, your expectations and rules, you let yourself take in the man sitting across from you. He looked at you curiously, nodding his head while staying engaged in everything you were saying. After a while, he began asking his own questions, opening up as the conversation continued on.

You were pleasantly surprised that Lance didn’t look as young as you had come to find out he actually was, and he was sweet, almost goofy in a way, but not at all in an annoying any way. He had a kind of easy going sweetness, and after leading the conversation for an hour, you realized just how easy going he was. You were pretty sure this young man would follow you off a cliff you batted your eyelashes at him.

The idea of having a younger, richer man to mold into the sugar daddy you wanted and needed became more of a reality as the time between you dragged on and it made you excited in every way. He could be perfect, the potential was endless.

You took in his shy demeanor when talking personally, his disposition showing you that he definitely had the curiosity that told you he hadn’t ever been in a relationship like this and it did make you wonder how experienced you were compared to him- in every way. You weren’t old yourself, and you were barely older than him.

When he switched to the strictly business side of your arrangement, you watched as he fell into what you could only guess was his professional side. He suddenly knew the answers for everything and could clearly convey his thoughts with confidence. You found yourself smiling while he explained how he would finance you happily, besides the obvious, it was really hot to listen to how he far ahead he had planned. He had really thought of everything and had organized it as a business deal. Just like you liked.

He was halfway through explaining an NDA he would have you sign when he suddenly came to a pause. He grinned as one of his assistants stepped outside with a box in hand. You sat up a little straighter, letting a smirk pull at your lips. You knew what a gift box looked like.

“After Nicky told me about you, and I met you that day in the car, I saw this and thought of you.” He blushed as he passed the box to you. How cute.

You opened the box and squeezed your thighs together, biting your lip. “Oh, it’s gorgeous. I love it.” You smiled at his grinning face.

You lifted the gorgeous caged choker out of the box. It sparkled in the light, its gorgeous baby pink gems catching in the sun as it shone down on the courtyard garden. The rose gold plating layered and made it look like the gems criss crossed over your neck to form a beautiful pink, girly choker. The clarity of the gems boasted the value of such fine jewelry.

“Here, let me.”

Lance stood from his chair, his long fingers gently brushing your hair back and carefully lifting your hair off your neck so you could slip the choker around it. When it was in place, he dropped your hair and you turned towards him so you could look up at him. He looked down at you, looking mesmerized as you looked up at him from under your eyelashes.

“How do I look?” You asked.

“Most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.” and with the way he looked at you, you believed him.

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#w #hoe fairy #sugarbaby!au #ls #this fic will follow and flesh out the timeline of the good news fic #and go beyond it obv #sugababy!au fic

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ennui-gt · 3 years

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Here it is. A Piece Of Borrower Content Written Entirely In Stream Of Consciousness:

AN: so this is incomplete and very…needs revisions to the timeline to incorporate some things I added later! It’s the original universe that Mira’s from! I edited it like Slightly to just change Ross’s name to Ross (if u see Max anywhere that’s his old one I just felt like changing it so that’s just him but different. Anyway) Everything's under the readmore tab, cheers!

The Library Fairy:

Basic Plot (Chrono, comic starts from human perspective abt the ‘legend of the library fairy’ ig maybe. Nothing here is permanent cept the characterization)

Part A

1- Mira is borrower currently chillin in a college library

2- She lives off of the cafe on the second floor nd reads lots and lots of stuff about everything when the upper floors close (lower floor open 24/7 but upper floors r vacant p much after 12:00 AM)

3- she starts getting increasingly curious about human stuff cos she’s literate nd books r pry neat

4- it starts one night when she spots an unattended notebook and a half eaten blueberry muffin, nd it’s 12:30 so nobody’s coming back in atm (it’s the 80s so no laptops for the plebians quite yet)

5- so she goes ‘welp’ nd takes part of the muffin, then sees the work on the page and goes ‘hmmmm this is incorrect’ so she helps our and leaves notes here n there to point the kid in the right direction and puts down some book refs for further study bcos at this point she’s been there for 2 years and she knows where most things are

6- she stays behind to see if the human comes back for it, hidden in a hidey hole near the desk

7- human comes in, sees notebook, practically melts w relief nd stuffs it in his bag

8- next day human comes back nd leaves nother notebook and a cookie, along w a hidden camera

9- Mira goes ‘o boy, this a trap, innit’

10- Mira then decides ‘eh whatever I haven’t had contact w anyone in years now so I might as well’

11- she steals the camera film nd leaves a lil scrap of paper saying ‘nice try ;)’ on it

12- student comes back, sees paper, goes ‘dammit’, then leaves note addressed to the ‘library fairy’ and another cookie, as well as more of their work for her to help with

13- bout a decade goes by and now the “Library Fairy” is an urban myth, it’s currently 2003 so she’s also wound up on the school’s unofficial Wikipedia page under ‘local cryptids’

14- most library employees know of her but they don’t go looking out of fear stemming from superstitions bout her, somehow the legend grew from ‘can’t be photographed’ to ‘a student once saw her and died that day’

15- there’s now a small shrine devoted to her where ppl bring offerings hoping to get good grades in return, sometimes they will leave papers for her to proofread nd stuff

16- new prof (named Alexei) finds online article thinks he Knows What’s Up bcos he had a borrower friend as a kid, but they left when borrower’s fam found out about them knowing each other

17- he leaves note wedged in one of her secret entrances behind outlet, asking if she can meet w him at some point

18- Mira, already In it, goes ‘Okay. Alright. This has gone on for long enough. Time to go and never return’ but ofc she’s curious as all hell and like she decides she will at least honor the guy’s request for a convo b4 she goes, but on her terms and w/o speaking face 2 face

19- they Talk in the library after hours, bcos he paid off the janitor to let him stay after hours nd most of the student employees recognize him as a prof nd leave him alone

20- they talk again for every subsequent night

21- she uhhhh finally decides to reveal herself nd prays that her hunch was right nd he won’t try to grab her or anything

22- he doesn’t but she’s nervous so she winds up gettin caught in her own climbing rope like idiot, is now dangling from ceiling in tangled mess

23- he stifles chuckle nd she says smthn sarcastic

24- he moves closer and offers to untangle her

25- she’s like ‘please’

26- so he do, but her grip on the rope slips nd he has to catch her

26- so now she’s in his hand and he just sets her down and now he’s a bumbling embarrassed mess bcos he said he wasn’t going to hold her and he just did and o dear pls forgib him

28- nd she’s like ‘dude u just saved my life it’s fine ur fine chill’

29- internally she’s going HOLY FUCK AAAAAAA but externally, her human’s already worked up enough as it is so she’s gotta b the level headed one

29.5- after a while they both kinda get used to each other more, he gets tenure, they celebrate, some more stuff happens, Aleksei got married (not to Mira, Mira hasn’t actually rly thought about being in a relationship w anyone cos she’s laser focused on gaining as much knowledge as possible)

30- eventually Alexei’s like ‘hey so I’m dean of faculty for the biotech branch now uhhhh would u like actual job teaching students? Cos, uh, you can do it remotely thru online lectures n stuff, no in person interaction, and I uh was just kinda wondering—‘

31- she’s like ‘yes. Yes!!! LET ME HELP PEOPLE OFFICIALLY KINDA’

32- so now she’s a professor, and has revealed her Secret a few times here n there to a number of the faculty, nd she has recorded her own findings in a personal journal

33- ‘humans will treat u like a human if they think ur human first. The kids call it ‘catfishing’’

34- enter Ross, an mall goth who accidentally tripped headfirst into a premed program

35- Mira’s favorite field of study is bio so naturally she’s his prof for a majority of his classes

36- being the good boy that he is, he now knows Mira’s secret. There is an Entire Chapter on him finding out and legit just continuing their conversation as if everything was normal bcos he thought that was how he was supposed to handle the situation

37- then she says ‘u can ask questions, u know’ he’s like OH THANK FUCK CAUSE I HAVE SEVEN HUNDRED OF THOSE

38- and now he kinda knows what to look for in terms of ‘do borrowers live here check yes or no’

39-in his apartment, the answer is yes and he mistakenly kinda stumbles upon the mom one night when he wakes up in the middle of the night for Snack and opts to pretend like its not happening. Unfortunately the thing she was trying 2 borrow (piece of crumb cake for Son Boy’s birthday) is the thing he wants 2 eat so he’s like “uh. ‘Scuse me, ma’am.” and he peels back the saran wrap on the other side of the plate, takes piece, nd then leaves some there for her

40-so now the woman is like ‘welp guess it time 2 Leave’

.1- she and husband Talk

.2-they decide it best 2 go

.3-theyre Packing

.4-lil bab Ellie confused

.5-hawk attacke

.6-cut to Ross

41- Ross also happens to work at a bar and he goes outside for a break

43- he finds smal child—smol smal—on the sidewalk and said child is missing an arm, nd has lost a lot of blood, so he’s uhhhhh Losing It highkey

43.5-parents r nowhere 2 b seen, but the hawk is nearby and circling. Ross gets an idea of what just happened

44- he up and leaves work, thankfully his apartment is above the shop so he jumps up the fire escape w the child and

45- he make tourniquet

46- he calls Mira nd asks her 2 come over to ASAP. he’s A Mess at this point

47- it is Very touch and go, kid needs blood, Mira is the only viable donor so she’s just gotta pray that the blood type is fine and won’t kill him

48- and then eventually they manage 2 stave infection thru antibiotics properly dosed to his size, Mira does Math and Prays basically

49- ‘bout a month in, kid wakes up

50- kid doesn’t rember much since he’s only 3

51- hes v scared of Ross at first but over time he gets used 2 the human

52- kid (elliot) starts 2 call Ross ‘dad’ after a while

53- Ross: *internal screaming but in a good way*

54- the end kinda for now

Part 2

A- New Borrowers In The Building

—three of em. paranoid dad, mom, nd daughter that’s Elliot’s age so he’s pumped

B- Elliot offers them a place 2 stay briefly

C- he knows by now bout like, how borrowers don’t typically interact w humans and Auntie Mira’s a bit of a weird case so he just doesn’t tell em bout his dad being the human

D- the kid finds out first nd doesn’t tell the parents, but they figure it out later kinda and think that it’s a ‘o god he’s being kept as a pet’ sitch so they’re >:| abt it

E- they move out and try to take Elliot w them (by force bcos they think he’s brainwashed) but he escapes and makes it to Ross, who’s like “uhhhhhh”

F- and the mom come out the hole near the counter n starts yelling at Ross, who is…kinda used to it since Mira brings in ppl who need help from time 2 time and they typically don’t react well when they’re lucid enough to understand what’s going on. He’s just not used to being questioned about his own kid

G- so they’re like “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING WITH HIM”

H- and he’s like “r…raising him???”

I- and Ellie steps up and he’s like “this is my dad. I decided he was my dad when I was three. He’s being a good parent”

J- and Ross is like “yeah what he said. I’m a good parent.”

K- Ross is riding that high til the end of fucking time but like back to the story at hand

L- this is when the husband comes out nd is like “lissen. wifey. ily but that is a very big human and he hasn’t grabbed us yet so let’s count our blessings and gtfo”

M- but she’s like “uh no we stay until I’m sure Elliot is Safe and fucking Sound”

N- so they stay for dinner nd stick around a little longer.

O- Val (the kid) gets closer 2 Elliot and also Ross a bit

P- Mira shows once or twice, first time she shows up they’re like “oh god it’s the crazy doctor lady this all makes sense now” (bcos Mira does check up on as many borrower families as possible in her free time so word has got around by now Of her, and the number by which to contact her in case her services r needed)

Q- After a month or so, then they decide to leave bcos they’re like “look we get that ur son is ur son and he only has one arm and in our profession that is kind of a death sentence but we can’t have our kid getting used to dealing w humans who know about our existence” so they go and leave on a kind of sour note bcos Ellie can do anything he wants to do just as well as any other borrower Thank You Very Much and Ross is ready to fite anyone who thinks otherwise

R- Elliot starts trying 2 b more independent, basically from now on he’s like ‘I can do everything my Damn Self Thanks’

S- but uh he does it to a point where he’s going out of the way to endanger himself

T- so they get into a fite about it and ross Yells and Elliot is like ‘kthxbye’

U- and the boi just. Fuckin bolts. Runs Away. Ross is a Mess, he starts smoking again (he quit cold turkey the day he took Elliot in) to curb the depression, he’s jus. Not doin good, worried that his son is dead and the last time they talked it’d ended badly

V- FREEDOM!!!1! Except Ellie doesn’t kno how to take care of himself so it’s a rough month or so and then he runs into some other borrowers livin in their own town in the wild ig, chillin, being hella independent, and he’s like “uh yes ofc I will join u, I was w my dad for a while but.........” he neither confirms nor denies that his dad’s dead but everyone kinda just assumes.

Part 3

W-anyway a year goes by and then the borrower group gets hit hard w some kind of sickness ig. Elliot gets it too he’s basically incapacitated n drifting in and out of lucidity. So. They contact the weird crazy doctor lady who hangs around humans, a.k.a. Mira, and she’s like “oh. fuck. I know this kid.” bcos she does, u kno, and she jus treats em all for their ailment and shows them how to make antibiotic poultice thing in case smthn like it happens again. Mold. Penicillin is basically what it is

X-she and Elliot hav a Chat (Mira basically yells at him a lot) once he’s fixed up and he decides he’s gonna visit his dad but he makes it very clear that he is a Grown Up (he’s not, he’s literally sixteen), and he is living on his own now

Y- he agrees to stay for a week tho since he misses his home a lot tbh and Ross is just. Over the fucking moon to know he’s ALIVE, he’s not gonna fuck up their relationship by insisting that he stay. Or like, by keeping him ofc he would never

Z- unfortunately the borrower community put two and two together and figured out his dad’s human so they have his stuff packed up when he gets back w mira, who’s ready to go the fuck off on them

End 1:

-Ellie is living at Ross’s place atm and hopeful about the future basically. He eventually will go off on his own but he’ll keep in contact w his dad and stuff

Part C.5

55- few yrs later

56- elliot is Adult now he does adult borrower stuff

57- he moves out

58- finds nice borrower gf (her name’s Tess)

59- doesn’t tell her about his dad being human but talks about his dad a LOT

60- so when she asks to meet said father he’s just like “uh. Maybe we don’t do that actually”

61- and she’s like “y tho”

62- and he’s like “bcos”

63- anyway she decides to look into it cos she knows he goes to see his dad nd keep in touch but his dad is allegedly “a recluse who lives in the big scary human’s walls to avoid other ppl”

64- which is. Not true in the slightest tbqh he’s def not an introvert he’s just a workaholic and he Is the big scary human

65- anywho they run into Val and her wife and she’s like “how’s Ross been?” And Elliot is acting Very Suspish so she, being Smart, calls it immediately and is like “oh shit u haven’t told her yet have u”

66- Tess: “told me what”

67- Val: “El’s dad is a human, bro.”

68- Tess: “I’m sorry?”

69- this results in a Big Fight and they separate for like, a month. Elliot blames Val bcos he’s being irrational and doesn’t wanna admit to the fact that lying to his girlfriend for over a year was Real Bad Actually, but over time he’s like ‘yeah it’s my fault sry for snapping at u’ cos he works thru his emotions n stuff

70- Eventually gf comes back cos she’s like “ok so. I understand why you lied to me about your dad. It was a dick move but I do get it and I still care about you a lot. I would like. To meet him.”

80- this is a lie she does not want to meet him she is doing this bcos she does not want to lose Elliot and that outweighs the fear of his dad

81- so they go to meet him but she’s just kinda. Behind the wall at first like “that’s a crazy big human this is crazy ur crazy it’s time to gO”

82- Val is also there bcos she hasn’t seen Ross in a while

83- they eventually coax her out of hiding

84- and by that I mean Val picks her up and drags her out into the open by force bcos she basically freezes up the second she catches sight of Ross and Val’s like “u didn’t come all this way for nothing, bich”

85- they have a Painfully Awkward First Meeting, Tess is trying her best but oh god he’s just too fucking. Larg. Ellie ur dad too big

86- tbh tho the ice kinda breaks after Ellie and Ross get into a fight over smthn stupid (im thinking Elliot grumbles bout Ross’s hair being unruly and he’s worried that mira’s using it like a personal storage system again and Ross is like “I’ve been keeping better track of that actually” and then like a little line of paper clips and a few hand-bound notebooks tied together w some string fall out of his fucking mane and he’s like “I can explain”

87- “dad you can’t keep letting her use your hair like a fucking NEST”

88- Tess is laughing now cos god damn this was not what she was expecting

89- that’s it the end it ends w Tess laughing at them being idiots good times r had by all

Uhhhh that’s it so far. I have More but it’s kinda jumbled rn and I need to fit stuff in places. Anyway.

#was gonna make this into a comic lawl #if I like actually manage to get off my ass over the coming weeks I probably will be able to do that! but yeah #also this was once posted b4 and I deleted it but it’s back now say hellow #Library Fairy #oc: Mira #oc: Ross #oc: Elliot #oc: Tess #oc: Val #oc: Alexei #anyway yeah here it is behold #the uhhhhh most slice of life thing I have ever created

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