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marshmallow-manju · 10 days

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due to popular demand I'm putting the WanPre movie plot under the cut

anything that's missing? i forgor. super spoilers for the entire movie.

Starts out with a mysterious egg coming from a computer screen in a laboratory. The egg escapes, glitching, and gets into Animal Town, voicing jealousy over the people taking care of their pets.

The precure find it, try to reason with it because it isn’t a Garugaru. But because it has ears and a tail and can speak, ending sentences in tanu, Wonderful calls it a Tanutanu. It gets angry. Grows giant. Attacks. The girls immediately pull out the Niko-sama full attack. It seems to work, but there’s nothing left when the attack is over. They transform back and, from behind a fence post, the egg sees them and is in awe that Wonderful and Nyammy are actually a cat and a dog. Thinking the fight is over they all head to pretty holic to play a new game they just bought. Satoru and Daifuku are also there and they’re set up with snacks and treats while they explain the premise of the game.

Essentially, animal crossing looking characters, on an island of tanuki, run races and people from all over the world compete against eachother with their custom animal avatars. Iroha makes a Komugi looking character on her (not switch) and Mayu makes Yuki. Satoru is playing on his pc and makes Daifuku. They all ask the animals how they feel about the lookalikes, and they all approve, even Daifuku through Komugi’s translation. She notes that he sounds as cool today as ever. Cut to the other special two teams of the movie. Ageha makes a little birdie who looks like Tsubasa, to his embarrassment. Mirai makes Mofurun, who is delighted. Haa-chan also thinks it’s super cute, but Riko can’t understand why any of this is fun.

They play a little, and Komugi gets really into watching Iroha and actually jumps at the screen, causing Iroha to mess up and drop the Komugi mascot off a cliff to wander in darkness, which really upsets Komugi...until Iroha promises that they will be together forever and nothing will ever keep them apart.

They are about to start another game when the mysterious Tanutanu egg reappears. It “hatches” splitting into two human sized tanuki. They say they have no need for dogs or cats. Just the humans. And there’s a bit of them trying different ways to persuade Iroha and Mayu to come with them including transforming into cute tiny versions of themselves. They fall for it, and get sucked through a portal. Yuki and Komugi also jump through, Komugi barely making it. Satoru is distraught, since they disappeared before his eyes. And then looks under the table to find that Daifuku is also missing.

In the game, Komugi is alone. And realizing that she is a weird hybrid of herself. A dog that stands on two legs! The tanuki appear and explain the rules to her. If she ever wants to see her precious Iroha again, she’s gotta win the games. Which is impossible! Good luck! She’s gifted with a ring (the item that anyone under middle school age is gifted upon entry to the movie theater, this year’s light up cheering item) and starts the race! Running to the first arena! First up is a rhythm game. The first Wanderful ed song plays and Komugi does her best to hit the buttons by herself. But she’s told that it’s a two player game and so she’s probably going to lose. She does her best, bouncing from button to button with no misses, until it looks like she’s going to miss one on the far side. Yuki hits it, with style and flair. And they finish the song perfectly.

They team up for the next arena, the dancing tama-ire. (Note, this is something little kids do on sports day, so it’s definitely an appeal to the small children of the audience).

The game starts with dancing. Another Precure song. Then the red and white balls drop down and everyone gets to throwing them into the basket. Notably, the avatars for mofurun and Tsubasa are in the mix without much focus. It’s random animals, the red team, against a team of all tanuki, the white team. And there are special balls in the mix. One Tanuki grabs one and suddenly becomes extra tall to block red balls from going in the basket. Komugi and Yuki also find special balls and become their Precure forms! Along with all the benefits they have with speed and agility. The other cure teams playing the game are shocked to see cures in the game. What could that mean?? Also the mysterious game programmer whose computer the egg from the opening bounced out of gasps that she didn’t program these characters…. Back to game. White team is winning by a small margin. Then it’s dance time again. And ball release. Repeat. They win it at the last second because Nyammy picks up like 300 balls and throws them all in at once. Somehow.

The next game involves turning a crank to move an elevator platform up a wall. It’s all tanuki NPC teams vs Komugi and Yuki, back in their animal forms, and the two tanuki who hatched from the egg. They’re asking why they’re trying so hard to save their humans. What could possibly be their motivations. Both animals have flashbacks of when their human partners rescued them. And declare that they’re going to be together forever. No matter what. They pull ahead to the top and win!! They’ve won the games!!

They’re allowed into the room with no exits that Friendy and Lillian have been trapped in with the NPC tanuki trying to make them feel better by turning into Komugi and Yuki (badly), and offering them fancy juice drinks and fanning them with leaves. The girls are overjoyed to see their pets again, happy hugging reunion. And then the boss tanuki appears. He’s huge. He’s wrapped in a green scarf. Intimidating. He offers to let them all live here in his game world forever. Never getting older or changing. Just being there to love and cherish the many tanuki, and also Komugi and Yuki since they won the games and proved themselves.

Satoru has been trying this entire time to get in contact with the game creator with Meimei cheering him on. The game creator has been typing codes into her computer, until the big tanuki, Mujina, appears. She recognizes him immediately, but calls him something else… He seems like hers very nice, until they refuse. Asking to be let back home to their families. He chose them because they love animals. Things seem at an impasse when suddenly. A very manly voice comes from behind the doors to the goal room.

It’s Daifuku.

In game rabbit form.

But now we can hear him speak and everyone is shocked. He is indeed as cool a character as Komugi has been telling us all this time. Mujina agrees to let the girls play one more game. The winner can get any wish granted that they want. The game is a tournament style balloon pop. Where everyone has a ball on their heads and a bat to pop it with. Except? It’s the 4 cures and daifuku against a full army of Tanuki NPCs, and Mujina on a throne. It looks hopeless. The cure teams watching feel like it’s hopeless…but maybe they can help? The mahou girls cast a Cure-up rapapa to try to get in there to help and send—

Mofurun!! By himself!! The game starts and he very cutely casts a little cure up rapapa of his very own to pop all the balloons in one go. (I was really hoping for cure Mofurun, but….) Winning the whole game at once! Everyone cheers, and he disappears as his job is done. Daifuku pops the final ball on Mujina’s head. It’s over. Mujina is upset but allows the girls their wish. They’re transported to a blank space full of stars, where a weird Tanuki made of constellations offers to grant them their any one wish. Daifuku murmurs that he wishes he could have done more on his own powers and.

YOUR WISH IS GRANTED.

Flash of light, it cuts to everyone standing around staring at Daifuku. Hes shocked because he didn’t mean to take the wish, and says that he isn’t suited to being a human. We still haven’t seen him. But Nyammy opens her compact for him to see his reflection…. He is still a rabbit. Nothing happened. The wish was a fake and Mujina never intended to let them go.

Then, finally. The mysterious programmer and Satoru manage to get messages to them in the game! The game creator, Natsuki, has been working to program a portal out of there. But they only have a few minutes to make it work. And Mujina has figured out that he’s being betrayed from the outside. He’s powering up, growing bigger and bigger. The cures (friendy grabs Daifuku) run to make it up the unnecessarily complicated winding staircase that Natsuki made for their escape. Being stopped by the NPC Tanuki and using the kirarin fox to turn into matching Tanuki along the way to escape. They get to the final staircase, and Mujina is a giant swiping at them, clawing and grabbing the footholds and desperately trying to get them. The girls wonder why he’s so desperate. What’s the reason he wants to keep them here so badly? They get to the top and reveal the ticket to getting out of there. The tanu-key. (Terrible pun, it was great).

Mujina attacks again, and the key flys out of Wonderful’s hands. It lands in the air, cracking the border edge of the game world and sticking in the crack. Wonderful makes a dive for it. Crashing through the border and disappearing into uncoded territory. Natsuki is horrified. There’s minutes left to unlock the portal and she has no idea what is beyond the game world that she coded.

Komugi wakes up in total darkness in her game-dog form. She can see a light from the crack and starts walking toward it. An illusion of Mujina taunts her. Why is she trying so hard to get out. He’s offering her everything. The chance for nothing to ever change. For Iroha to never leave her side. But Komugi refuses. She wants change. A stairway appears. She starts climbing up it. Running. She trips. Mujina keeps taunting her. But she gets up again. Running and running. Declaring that change is wonderful and everyday brings something new and someday she and Iroha will be old ladies together!!!

She breaks out, Wonderful again! Key in hand! For the 5th time in the movie they beat the clock by one second!!!! Unlocking the portal with their Friend RIngs.

They make it home! But they’re not the only ones out of the portal. Mujina has also escaped and gone full youkai form. A sleek spectral tanuki made of black energy, still wearing the green scarf. He sniffs. And bolts off. He’s looking for something.

The girls chase after him, leaving a relieved Satoru on the porch of Pretty Holic. And also a boy with gray hair that looks suspiciously like rabbit ears. Satoru knows him immediately and tells Daifuku that he’s so happy he can finally talk to him. They chase after the cures together.

The action really starts from here. Somehow we end up at Minato Mirai (like almost all the Allstars movies do!!) Mujina is running rampage, destroying things on his run until he finally slams into the red brick warehouses. The hirogaru girls make their entrance and pull off some great attacks, and also combo with the wonderful girls. Mujina gets away again, and this time the mahou girls come in and do the same thing. Everyone poses and does a signature attack. It’s exactly what we’ve been waiting for with the crossover.

He gets away again. He’s a tanuki on a mission. Except. He’s distracted by a guy walking and petting his dog in a display of human to animal affection. Mujina is pissed.

Satoru and Daifuku show up exactly then, running to try and save the guy and doggie. Wing sees this and makes a dive to save all of them. Flash of light. Both our bunny boys are in cure (?) form and save the day. Daifuku comments that it’s pretty alright to be like this and Satoru agrees.

Once again the tanuki gets free and climbs a building. It’s clear he’s going to Natsuki and she knows it too. She’s on the roof of a building, waiting for him. Everyone chases after and he finally stops, growling, facing her. And she calls him something like “pon-chan” or another generic Tanuki name that I’m forgetting and goes into flashback mode. As a child she had no friends. But one day she met a little tanuki in the park near her school. She would stop and talk to and play with him every day, and it was the highlight of her days. She confided in him that even though she didn’t like school much she loved her programming class. One rainy day she gave him a green scarf and promised that she would be back tomorrow and the day after and the day after forever. Until one day the park was under construction and being dug up by big machines and she never saw him again. She instead threw herself into programming her first game character so she could remember her friend forever. One of the NPC looking Tanuki but with a green scarf. She went on to make her game, get a grant, and a contract with a company to make it a reality. But she never forgot her friend.

She was sad because they could never talk and she couldn’t say goodbye. She wondered if her friendship was one sided. But the wonderful girls assure her that even if her tanuki friend couldn’t speak real words to her. The warmth she felt when she was with him and the memories she cherished were proof that they were friends. The animal girls go on to say that before they were cures it was the same for them. Even if you can’t speak the feelings come through. Mujina sparkles and turns into the programmed character Natsuki made all those years ago. And shimmers into the sky. They come down off the roof and say goodbye. The animals turn back into animals and Tsubasa reveals he’s actually a bird. Meimei appears and tells Natsuki that she’s not to repeat this to anyone at all ever. They invite her to animal town someday to play.

The ending theme plays and has stills of everyone going on a picnic and having fun, Daifuku is back to being a regular rabbit, but Komugi and Yuki are in human forms mostly. But there’s a few stills of them as animals with Mofurun and Tsubasa and Elle all being small and cute together. Final scene, a bush rustles and a tanuki steps out. He looks just like Natsuki’s old friend. Everyone laughs as the camera pans to the sky.

The end.

#precure #wonderful precure #wanderful precure #precure spoilers #precure movie

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stupidtowrite · 2 months

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We are Women's on Fire (1) - I want know what love is

Ingrid always turned into a teenager when it came to romance, and the Women's on Fire guitarist finds herself head over heels with music store saleswoman Mapi leon.

1, 2, 3, 4 — Ingrid shouted before playing her guitar in her garage. A completely teenage scenario when it doesn't mention the fact that:

1. The house belongs to Ingrid herself, meaning no parents can get in the way of rehearsals, but also no snacks to be offered.

2. She works full-time in marketing for a company, is a photographer in her spare time and also has a cover band that plays at bars on the weekends.

3. She's really good at playing the guitar, that's what she always says.

Right after the song ends, Ingrid places the guitar on its stand and drinks a glass of water that was on the old coffee table that was greased in that garage.

— Can we play One Way or Another later? — Asked the Norwegian, tying her hair after putting the glass of water back on the table.

— We rehearsed this one 3 times today, isn't that good enough? — Asked Frido jokingly. — I swear if I sing any more I won't have the voice for anything else next week.

— I think we can stop for today, huh? — Asked Patri, the drummer.

— Okay, you won, so what are you doing tonight? — Asked Ingrid while tuning her guitar.

The friends' band was called Women's on Fire, in Ingrid and Aitana's minds it was a reference to the band The Runaways, which they both listened to a lot when they met, where It all started in college. At first, they would just meet up in each other's dorms, Ingrid with her guitar and Aitana with the bass. Ingrid would sometimes play a little, but even though she had a very beautiful voice, she didn't dare to sing in public. It was the search for a vocalist that led them both to Frido, who was studying art history at the time.

Later, they met Patri, who became their drummer, and sometimes his girlfriend, Pina, would participate in rehearsals and shows using a keyboard or a synthesizer when bands that used that sound played.

All five women were together in that garage, they all left work and went straight to rehearsal, stopping only for a sandwich in between.

Now, at five o'clock, we were sitting on the couches that Ingrid had spread around the garage. She didn't have a car at the moment, so the garage served as a storage area for her stuff and a rehearsal space.

— What's our schedule like, Aitana? — The vocalist asked.

— We're free tonight. Next Friday, we have a show at Sex O'Bomb, next Saturday, we also have a show at Shine, and Sunday, we have nothing.

— Shall we go out for drinks today? Who's with me? — Frido picked up the glass of water from the table and all the girls got up soon after.

After her friends left, Ingrid took the opportunity to practice the arrangement of Paramore's The Only Exception on her guitar.

Ingrid was a very musical person. She learned to play the guitar at the age of 8, then switched to the bass, and perfected her guitar playing. Despite her talent, she never had any interest in pursuing a career in music, but rehearsing and playing with her band is what really keeps her going.

While she was tiring herself out with the chorus, leaning against one of the sofas in her garage, the thinnest string on her guitar broke.

— Shit — She whispered to herself.

Ingrid left the guitar on the sofa and went to the built-in closet in the garage to look for new strings to replace the ones on her guitar. However, despite having opened all the drawers and doors of the closet, the most she found was an empty package.

The clock on her cell phone read 4:50 p.m., Ingrid she wasn't sure what time the music store near her house closed, but she grabbed the package she found in the cupboard and went for a quick walk to the music store on the next avenue.

The Norwegian took 5 minutes less than the time it usually took to get to the establishment, put her forehead to the window and saw a girl she had never seen before at the store's counter. She had lived in that basement for 2 years, and had been going to the same store ever since, and it was always the same short, awkward clerk who helped her when she needed to buy some equipment.

However, when she adjusted her face a little more in the window, she realized that the person behind the counter was a girl with wavy brown hair and some tattoos on her arms.

Ingrid snapped out of her thoughts when she saw the woman put her backpack on her back and close the cash register. She quickly straightened up and walked through the front door, accidentally bumping her forehead with the clerk.

— Ouch. — The two shouted in unison. Ingrid opened her eyes first and noticed the woman in front of her massaging her forehead with her hand.

— Sorry, did I hurt you? — the Norwegian asked.

— It's okay, I just wasn't looking where I was going. — The girl replied, who had already taken her hand off her forehead and opened her eyes to look at Ingrid.

She had the most beautiful eyes Ingrid had ever seen in her life.

— Do you need anything? I was just about to close the store. — The unknown woman took Ingrid out of her thoughts.

— Oh yes, sorry about that. — Ingrid took the crumpled plastic from her pocket and handed it to the brown-eyed woman. — I need these steel strings for my guitar, I'm out of stock.

The brown-haired woman took the package and examined it closely. — I'll check if they have any for you. — She walked towards the wall next to the counter. Ingrid followed her.

— How many packages can that be?

— Five.

— You're going to finish my stock like this. — The woman said, tucking her hair behind her ear.

— Well, I wasn't going to keep you stuck at work because of a small purchase. — Said the Norwegian woman, trying to be a little adventurous.

— It came to 70 euros in total.

— Sorry, that was way below what I expected. — The Norwegian woman smiled, trying to make the woman laugh, who smiled back.

Ingrid said goodbye to the woman, who was closing the store's cash register, but before she could put her hand on the door handle, Ingrid ran back as if she had forgotten something extremely important.

— Sorry, what's your name? — Ingrid approached, breaking the woman's concentration.

— You can call me Mapi. — She replied smiling.

— Hello Mapi, I'm Ingrid. — The Norwegian said, extending her hand.

— Hello Ingrid. — Mapi greeted her.

Right after leaving the store, Ingrid was in ecstasy, as if she were a teenager experiencing the first love of her life. Well, part of that wouldn't be a lie, Ingrid has total 0 experience with relationships, so she always acts like a teenager when she sees one.

#woso #ingrid engen #mapi león #ingrid engen x mapi leon

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1000roughdrafts · 7 months

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Happy Valentine's Day!

Hi everyone :) I have missed you all so much! I have been kicking myself these last two years for being gone for so long. Not only did I feel like I was letting y'all down, I felt like I was letting myself down. Writing is my biggest passion, and I felt like I abandoned it, and you. For context, before I left, I had Covid pretty bad, and am now suffering from long-term effects with my health because of it (that are thankfully more under control now). After having Covid I left a toxic relationship to unwittingly enter another, even more toxic and controlling relationship (whew is that a story!) and I learned that I have ADHD! (How fun is that!)

Anyway, to everyone that's still following me,

No seriously, thank you for sticking around!!

I have been working on some stuff for the last few months that I am so excited to share with y'all!

A few hours after this post will be a little Valentine's Day fluff fic to come out. Then in the coming weeks, I have a song inspired DeanxReader fic to be coming out labeled If You're Gonna Lie, and the following requests (under the read more with snippets of the fic) ready right now, to be queued. The requests will be coming out first, and then my own idea fics.

If you're interested in updating the tag list (whether that is adding your url, removing it or checking for accuracy) click here :) Next fic to be posted February 28th so if you want to update the tag list, be sure to do so before then :)

"Yes! Why does everyone keep asking me if I'm okay!" she growls, "first my dad, then John, now you!" She throws her hand onto her stomach to try to push away the pain. Sam is taken aback by this, and that's when he notices that her hand is held tightly on her stomach. Suddenly, it all makes sense. Sam is confident that this isn't Y/N, that Y/N is in there somewhere, fighting to be free from whatever demon is possessing her.

I hear my name in Dean's voice from a distance, but I'm surrounded by total darkness. I try so hard with all of my might to tell him I'm here, that it's okay, but the words don't come. Just as it takes all of my strength to open my eyes, but they burn. Everything burns. I don't even try to suppress the scream that bellows out of me. Taking as deep of a breath as I can, I'm scared for myself when it sounds and feels like I'm breathing a water and air mixture. "What's happening?" I manage to say, but Dean puts a finger to my lips. "No, no," he soothes, "no, just don't talk. It's okay," he says so gently, and as he maneuvers me into his lap I cry out in agonizing pain. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he says, then his voice switches into a shaky, fear filled yell for Castiel that hurts my heart almost as much as my wound hurts.

Y/N always felt like she had big shoes to fill, being third born after two boys. She never really formed a bond with John like the eldest Winchester had, despite her best efforts to impress the man. Her next role model was Dean, who became more of a father to her than John ever could be. Up until her eleventh birthday Dean did her hair into pigtails, partly because he didn’t know how to do any other hair style, but mostly because he thought it was the cutest on her. He’d pack her and Sam’s lunch with snacks he’d bought from vending machines and even pretend to take her on hunts because he knew how eager she was to be just like him. When she wasn’t learning about monsters and guns with Dean, she was spending her time with Sam. He’d help her with her homework, or play board and card games. They had as much in common as Y/N and Dean, neither Sam nor Y/N got along with John, and neither really knew their mothers.

Speaking of requests, I'll leave them open for now but I can't promise all will be fulfilled as I try to get my groove. My schedule as I get back into things, I think, will be one fic every other week.

I also updated my master lists and will be posting them later today, to then put them all in one master master list lol

Thank you all for still being here and I hope you like what will be coming out soon :)

Current PermaTags @waywardblueshun @81mysteriouslyme @drakelover78 @soab1967 @shutupandfeedmethings @pollywantacracker666 @sonnierae26 @obsessed5sosfreak @tlovescoffee @hobby27 @cluz1babe @emptycanvasposts @suckmyapplejacks @sigrunsavestheday @flamencodiva

Dean @akshi8278 @squirrelnotsam @laxe-from-outer-space @ellewritesfix05 @cluz1babe @lyarr24 @mrspeacem1nusone @idksupernaturl @fandom-princess-forevermore @stoneyygirl

Sam @fangirlxwritesx67 @tlovescoffee @immafangirlmess @sizekinkshawty

#supernatural fan fic #writer #spn fandom #spn #bug update

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watchoutforthefanfics · 3 months

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achievement unlocked 🔓 (part thirteen) || Streamer AU! Reddie (IT)

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12

AVAILABLE ON AO3

Inspiration: this prompt + BIRDS OF A FEATHER by Billie Eilish

Summary: Richie liked to play video games, and by some stroke of luck, it became his job. Being primarily known as Trashmouth on stream, he found his own little group of streamer friends and they became intertwined: The Losers Club. It never did feel quite complete, though. Well, until, he got his very own backseat gamer in chat.

TWs: innuendos, lots of talk of sex (it's Richie), cursing, brief mention of toxic relationships, and shameless flirting.

[[A/N: I’m on vacation so, expect slow updates. I still plan on releasing them regularly though. Enjoy :))]]

"What?" Stanley asked -blankly.

"I'm going to start my trip to Eds in a few hours," Richie repeated, "-like maybe one actually, what time is it?"

"For you? 9:30," Stan continued, confused, "-Didn't he say a month?"

"Shit, 30 minutes," Richie huffed out, rushing over to his bag and checking his shit -before running out the door and turning the key, "-Yeah, he did. He just... He got sick and tired of not being here, with me, and I'm not gonna say fucking no to that."

"You'd never say no to Eddie in any circumstances," Stan leveled, "-be honest."

"Yeah, okay, fair point," Richie agreed, more than walking down the staircase (hopefully not enough to fall).

"What about your streams?" He followed up with, carefully.

"Told them I would miss this week's, at the very least, and keep them updated otherwise," Richie answered, pushing out the door to the surprisingly sunny day. He didn't really absorb it though, slipping into the parking lot and then his car.

"So, on a limb," Stanley gathered, slowly, "-you're going to, unprepared mind you, travel through 10 states?"

Richie put his phone into the holder, switching it to speaker and throwing his bag into backseat, "Is it 10?"

"Nevada, Arizona, Utah, Colorado, Nebraska, Iowa, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, and Pennsylvania," Stanley listed, "-not counting California and New York."

"Huh," Richie spoke, grabbing his snack bag and throwing it into his passenger seat, "-Don't worry Stanthony, Eddie won't let me push any limits on taking care of myself. He made me send my location to his phone-"

"Smart," he commented.

"-Both so he could track me and keep an eye on my stops and shit."

"That's what-" Stan seemed to pause, thinking, "-realistically, 6 days?"

"Yeah, I found this article that tells me like where to go and where to stop, and-" Richie pressed his lips together, trying to remember -buckling, "-I'm pretty sure it said 6. Or maybe 5."

"Bev knows about this right?" He asked.

"Yeah," Richie answered, seamlessly, and slowly backing up, "-she got me up at the fucking crack of dawn to get ready."

"And yet, you were still almost late," Stanley commented, "-Figures."

"Only because I wanted to call you," Richie pointed out, pulling forward and onto the road -his phone chimed about going straight. Richie did so.

"You could've done that earlier this morning, Rich," he refuted.

"No," Richie contradicted, "-Bev took my phone away. Made me get all my shit together."

Stan questioned further, "Did you even fill up on gas?"

"Bev did, this morning," Richie explained, "-made me pack while she took care of car shit."

"Car shit?"

"She cleaned it out," he clarified, "-for Eds, and also grabbed me a shit ton of snacks, a cooler-"

"Ah," Stan hummed in recognition, "-I see. You'll still probably need to stop to eat. Snacks only get you so far, Rich."

"Yeah, yeah, save the speech, Stanny," Richie rolled his eyes, "-I've got it from both Eds and Bev today. I get it."

"Just saying," he added, calmly, "-Patty says be safe."

"Tell her I will," Richie responded, instinctively, "-and that I love her very dearly."

"Love you too, honey," Patty called out, distantly, "-if you have any car troubles, call us, okay? We'll figure it out."

They really were like his makeshift parents. Fuck, Richie loved them so much.

"Thanks Patts," Richie chimed, smiling big and wide.

"I gotta go, Rich," Stanley sighed out, "-We're going out for breakfast, but keep me updated. Actually, send me your location too."

"I will when I physically can, Stan," he hummed, noting the rhyme in his head.

"Don't be stupid," Stan finished, succinctly.

"No promises," Richie joked back, before responding seriously, "-Yeah, yeah, I get it. Go on your date, woo her beyond belief-"

"Shut up," he responded -flatly, "-Bye, Rich."

"Bye~" Richie smiled, stressing it out until he heard the dial tone.

He let out a big huff of breath, staring at the medium level of traffic -it would be better when he got on the interstate. He knew that. He just fucking hated being slow-

He fidgeted with a wrapper between his fingers (antsy) and tried to memorize the license plate in front of him. Maybe he could play that game where you try and find a license plate from every state-

His phone started ringing, loud through his speakers. He flinched so hard that he knocked his glasses askew.

"Fuck," he blinked, before eyeing the ID (💞 Eds💞) and moving his finger to answer.

"Hey Eddie baby," he called, smiling (I'm going to get him, he's gonna be here).

"Are you already driving?" Eddie questioned, and Richie took note to turn down his radio. (He thinks he was listening to The Climb by Miley Cyrus and feeling it a little too hard the last time he drove.)

"Yes sir," Richie chimed, "-right on schedule."

Eddie was following up before he could add anything else, "How much did you sleep last night? I know Bev got you up early-"

"Eds," Richie soothed, laughing a little, "-I'm fine, don't worry. I slept good. And I promise, if I'm getting tired, I'll hit the nearest rest stop."

"And you've got food?" He continued on his brigade. It was okay though, he knew it would make Eddie feel better in the long run.

"Yep," he popped the 'p', "-Bevvy got 'em, so I got half healthy and half the good shit. And before you ask, I have a cooler full of water too."

"Good," Eddie breathed out, it wracked through his chest and Richie noted that he sounded a little more relaxed. Good.

"How's everything going over there?" Richie asked -curiously.

"Just packing," Eddie explained, "-My landlord's a piece of shit, per usual."

Richie frowned, "What did he do?"

"Found out I was leaving early," Eddie sighed, "-I think my next-door neighbor, Meredith, snitched. I have no fucking clue how she knew, but I'm pretty sure it was her. He basically wanted to rent it out, after I was gone, even though I'd already paid for everything."

"Shit," Richie cursed, "-Did you figure something out?"

"Just threatened him with a legal charge," Eddie answered, casually, "-He decided to give me a refund then."

"Awe, Eds," Richie laughed, "-my little shit."

"He was breaking the contract, asshole," he bit back, cheeks most definitely puffed up, "-It was a perfectly viable option. The fucking idiot should've known that."

"Doesn't mean you're not a little shit, Spaghetti," Richie reasoned, mindlessly listening to the directions (in 2 miles, turn left onto I-40), "-but I love you for it, so."

Eddie was quiet for a second, and it rattled through his chest. Not really nervous, but kinda just settling along his skin. It was only a little weird saying that to Eddie, openly, and maybe even more so that he wasn't saying it back. He didn't want to rush him or anything, Richie just acknowledged that it felt strange without reciprocation. And maybe it was a little scary. But he wasn't going to push him, he loved him and maybe he wasn't ready and that was okay. Yeah.

"Does that mean there's shit you don't love me for?"

"Uh," Richie laughed a little, humming thoughtfully, "-not that I can think of."

Eddie countered, "No fucking way. Gimme something."

"Eds," Richie fully laughed then, "-I'm so fucking serious. I don't know if I can."

"Yeah, right," Eddie snorted, disbelieving.

"Spaghetti," Richie leveled, "-I'm in fucking love with you. All of you. In your feral gremlin glory-"

"Fuck you," Eddie hissed back.

"Eds, you can't say you're not a feral gremlin," Richie offered, laughing, "-You're like a lil chihuahua that bites everyone who tries to touch it."

Eddie paused for a second, "I wouldn't bite you, dickweed."

Richie smiled, "As sweet as that is, Eddie baby, you have. And you probably will in the next few minutes actually-"

"Not really," Eddie disagreed, "-I don't really fucking mean it. Other people I would definitely fucking bite."

"I like that you agree with my analogy," Richie commented, "-I know my Eds."

"Stop deflecting, moron," Eddie chastised, "-You know I don't mean it, right? Well, sometimes you are a fuckface, but-"

Richie laughed, staring out a the road ahead of him -he expected California to fade out eventually. And then, it might be a little scary. But a new adventure kinda scary. With Eddie at the end. Yeah, he could handle a little scary with that prize at the finish line.

"-I don’t, always, mean it. You're my fucking boyfriend, I'm moving in with you. Obviously, I like the shit out of you."

Like, his mind chimed and Richie shoved it far, far away. It's okay, really, he can wait-

"Yeah, I know, Eds," Richie smiled, wistfully (just a few days), "-You tell me that shit a lot."

"Well," Eddie's face screwed up in frustration (Richie could really just tell), "-you deserve to fucking hear it, so. Suck it up."

Richie laughed again. Oh, Eds, Eds, Eds. I really fucking love you.

"You have anything to do today?" Richie questioned, always so curious about what Eddie was doing. Especially when they were apart. He wanted to feel like he was there, like he'd run out for groceries and left him a note, like he'd detoured into some boujee clothing store and picked him out something. Like he was right there.

"You know I don't do shit," Eddie bit back, passively.

"You do shit," Richie disagreed, "-you run, and you watch shitty trashy TV that you'll never fucking admit to-"

"I swear to fucking god, Rich," Eddie huffed out a breath, "-I do not."

"Eddie baby, I know the sound of TLC when I hear it," Richie countered, grinning.

Eddie paused for a second, cheeks puffed up (Richie could visually see it in his mind), "It's just what's on-"

Richie laughed again, "Eds, it's a streaming service, not fucking cable."

"Okay, fine, yeah," Eddie exhaled a breath, biting, "-I'm fucking hooked on your shitty shows. Happy now?"

"Fucking elated," Richie chimed back.

Eddie laughed then, and Richie wanted to commit the sound to memory (like he always did), "You are such an asshole."

"Yeah, yeah, Spaghetti, I know the drill-" Richie let his last few chuckles out, radiating through his chest, "-but seriously, you doing anything fun today?"

"No," Eddie answered -frankly, "-I can't do shit right now."

Richie tilted his head curiously, passing over into another lane, "Why not?"

"Because you're fucking coming to get me."

"Eds," Richie laughed, "-it's gonna take like 6 days for me to get there, ya have time, trust me-"

"It's not that, dickweed," Eddie interrupted, starting in, "-I can't fucking focus on shit. At all. Because you're finally coming to get me. And I'm going back with you, getting out of this fucking shithole with you-"

Richie was grinning, fingers tapping along his wheel. God.

"-You're gonna be fucking tangible, right in front of me. And I can't stop thinking about that shit, so anything else is irrelevant. I'm putting all my focus on the important shit-"

"Awe," Richie cooed, "-Eds thinks I'm important."

"Of fucking course, you're important," Eddie retorted -a little bitterly, "-What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Richie faltered a second, laughing a little, "Eds, I was just joking."

"Yeah, joke about it," Eddie relented, "-but you have to know that you're the most important fucking person in my life. So."

"Most important?" Richie asked, blankly.

"Um," Eddie paused, awkwardly, "-yeah, Rich. You're you, and that's kinda all I fucking care about."

Richie pressed his lips together, blinking.

"Really? Top spot, number 1?"

"Richie, I just fucking said it," Eddie stated -bluntly.

"It's just-" Richie drummed his fingers along his steering wheel, staring at the car in front of him (oddly a bright orange van), "-that's... you're... I don't think I've ever been someone's most important person."

"Well," Eddie blew out a breath, "-you're mine. Fucking obviously."

"Well," Richie swallowed, blinking blearily, "-thank you, Eds. I don't... I've never..."

"Are you crying?"

"That's not my fault," Richie sniffed, laughing a little, "-you said I was the most important person to you. That's fucking... I don't know, it taps into some internal trauma or some shit-"

"Richie, I'm not making fun of you," Eddie spoke, softer.

"-and I guess I just... With my boyfriends and my parents, I wasn't... I was second best, ya know, but you... you're... I'm your most important fucking person. And it means like a lot to me."

Eddie was silent for a moment, like he wanted to say something but he couldn't. Richie didn't know how he knew that, but he was pretty fluent in Eddie-isms now. So, he could just... tell.

Richie gnawed at his lips for a moment, inhaling a breath -it was shaky, "You're my most important person too, Eds."

There was another pause, a breath. It made Richie let out a big exhale, my favorite and most important person. Shit. He was so done for. Eddie might be the love of his fucking life-

"Hurry up and fucking get here dickwad."

"Ya want me to speed, Eds," Richie laughed out, "-I'll speed. You say the word-"

"If you fucking die on the way to come and get me," Eddie hissed, "-I'll kill you."

Richie grinned, and responded flatly (very nasally, per usual), "Yes, dear."

"I can't fucking stand you," Eddie huffed out, "-You're such an asshole-"

The rest of the drive was the same, Eddie stayed on the phone the whole time and Richie was ecstatic about it. They bickered back and forth, and Richie told him he loved him probably 10 times (like he couldn't help it). And Eddie kind of strangely got quiet after, the same sort of feeling. It made Richie just a twinge nervous, but he knew Eddie really liked and cared about him so it must've been something good. Or something okay at least.

He was stressed (anxious really), but he'd try and talk to Eddie about it later. Not now.

Eventually, after harassment from Eddie (he did stay on the phone the entire time, "I like spending time with you, asshat."), Richie pulled off into a... moderate hotel. Eddie wouldn't let him go anywhere cheap, rambling about sicknesses and health codes and bed bugs, the usual shit. He listened, diligently, and maybe with a big ass grin on his face, because he, well... he loved the shit out of Eddie. And when Eddie was Eddie, he just fucking loved it.

That brought him to now, a therapy call.

It was planned to be at yesterday, he should note, but Steve had called him while he was driving, and requested to schedule it for later. Richie guessed so as to not endanger him, sorting out your feelings while on the interstate sounded like a fucking nightmare, so he agreed wholeheartedly. Not to mention Eddie would have completely lost his shit if he'd insisted on driving through it, and Richie frankly did not want Eddie to lose his shit. Not when Richie couldn't properly be there.

"So," Steve echoed out carefully, "-your new boyfriend, Eddie, who we have discussed previously, has said, three months, then a month, and then tomorrow. And now, you're currently on a 6-day, unplanned, road trip to get him?"

"Technically 5-day now, but yeah," Richie answered, before asking jokingly (they'd talked a little bit about his nervous habit of being a shithead when things got too serious. Steve probably expected it), "-So, am I a lunatic, doc?"

"Not necessarily," Steve added, gently, "-it just sounds like you really care about him. Have you considered the fact that you might... love him, Richie?"

"About that," he laughed, fidgeting with his hair and eyeing the early morning sun creeping through the window (it was maybe 7:30), "-I do, and I told him that."

There was a lingering pause, maybe based on Richie's tone.

"But?"

"He's not," Richie breathed out, "-He's not saying it back. And I get that he might need time, I do, and I shouldn't expect him to do anything-"

"Richie, you're going to do that naturally," Steve amended, pointedly, "-Your past relationships have made you susceptible to anxiety on whether or not they truly cared about you. Loved you, even. This relationship has the same effect, even though you do somewhat know that Eddie cares about you deeply. So, don't put this negative perspective on yourself with the way you're wired to react. It only serves to impact your own self-worth, and put something on you that you can't quite help at this point."

Richie pressed his lips together.

"Instead," he continued, "-let's discuss your expression. Have you told Eddie that you're having this reaction? That it's bothering you?"

"No," Richie answered, quietly, "-I don't want him to feel guilty and just... fucking say it because it would make me feel better."

"Do you think Eddie would do that?" Steve questioned.

And Richie thought about it then. Really fucking thought about it.

'There's nothing wrong with you Rich.'

'And then I did it to you, the person I think I care about the most in the world-'

'But, you're not too much. At least not to me.'

'And stop fucking talking about yourself like that, you're one of fucking kind, Rich. I have never met a person like you, and that makes you fucking special.'

'And before your brain starts shit, I like the fuck out of you.'

'Because I actually want to fucking take care of you and your stupid brain.'

'I just care about you. And personally, that's all that matters to me.'

'Yeah, joke about it, but you have to know that you're the most important fucking person in my life.'

Richie felt tears burn the backs of his eyes, sob crawling up his throat. Eddie wouldn't do that. Ever. God.

"No," he answered, succinctly.

"So, communicate that with him!" Steve continued, "-If Eddie cares as deeply about you as you say he does, I imagine he'd want to soothe you over something like this."

Richie threw himself back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Something in his chest was lighter. Yeah, his mind echoed, he really fucking would.

"It doesn't help to question things yourself," Steve added, "-All that will come of that is negativity. You know that."

He did.

Richie let out a long breath, "Yeah, okay, doc. I'll ask him."

"Good," he affirmed, "-I'm going to schedule your next appointment fairly soon, after you get Eddie most likely. I want to see how you're doing with that. 5 days, yes?"

"Yeah," Richie replied.

"But if you need anything, you-"

"Call you," Richie finished, instinctively, "-I know."

"Okay, Richie," Steve chimed, lighter, "-I'll talk to you again in a few days. Stay safe."

"Will do, doc," he replied, laughing a little, "-will do."

Richie was supposed to leave at 10, so he had some time. And he kinda wanted to alleviate the nerves, so. He took it upon himself to listen to Steve, and ask.

trashmouth.tozier ✔️

hey eds

can I ask u something?

The response was nearly instant, Eddie was probably wide awake right now (it was 10 in the morning). So, it made sense.

e.kaspbrak

Of course, Rich.

What's up?

Richie stared at it for a second, anxiety making his skin prickly. He wanted to either fidget with something, hide under his blankets for a few hours, or rub his arms until they didn't feel like that anymore. After a few breaths, he steeled. You can do this, Tozier.

trashmouth.tozier ✔️

don't take this as rushing u or anything

but Steve told me to ask

to soothe my worries or some shit

e.kaspbrak

You're kind of freaking me out, Richie.

He took a deep breath in.

trashmouth.tozier ✔️

why haven't u told me u love me yet ?

There was a pause. And Richie watched as the bubble continued in the bottom of his screen, for a little too long than expected. Well, maybe he should've expected it, actually. That was a pretty loaded question.

His phone started vibrating in his hands.

e.kaspbrak is calling

Richie blinked once, quickly answering. Before he could even get out a greeting, Eddie started talking.

"Richie?"

"Heya, Eds," Richie breathed out, a little nervous. He was busying his hands, packing the stuff he pulled out for the night (dispelling anxious energy probably).

"How long have you been thinking about this?" Eddie near immediately followed up, and Richie could tell he was worried.

"Really not long, Eds," he replied, gathering his bag in his arms and grabbing his room key (it was 9:45, and Richie was supposed to leave around 10 every day), "-I promise."

Eddie paused, tone careful, "Is it... Do you think you're not lovable? Is that... Is that what's happening?"

Richie sighed out, mouthing thank you to the front desk lady and dropping the key into her hand, "Steve basically said that it was natural, because my whole life I've been fucking... you know. And just not... given, you know, affection and shit, so I... Yeah, I guess so."

Eddie huffed out and whispered something to himself that Richie couldn't catch ("This is so fucking-"), "Richie, you're so fucking lovable, it drives me insane."

Richie laughed a little, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Your fucking stupid jokes, and your snorty ass laugh, and your stupidly frizzy curls that you seriously need to take care of-" Eddie listed off (like he was genuinely pissed), "-and you're charming as fuck. God."

"Um," Richie pursed his lips, blush splotchy against his skin -throwing his bag into the back, "-thank you? I think?"

"Yes, yeah," Eddie clarified, huffing out a breath, "-It's a fucking compliment."

"Okay," Richie smiled a little, "-Well, then, thanks, Eds."

"And I just," Eddie spoke, cutting himself off, "-There's nothing wrong with you, Richie, you're-"

He paused, a moment of silence. Maybe trying to figure out his words, or what he wanted to say.

"-fucking amazing. It's just... God, fuck. I have this whole... Ugh-"

Richie started up the car (hooking it up to his radio), furrowing his brow but still smiling, "Eddie baby, you're not making a lot of sense."

Eddie groaned, and he had never felt more confused in his life. What the fuck is happening?

"Eds," Richie started, gently -worried now, and slowly backing out, "-is everything okay?"

"I wanted-" Eddie huffed out a breath, "-I wanted to... But, it's just so fucking hard-"

"Eds," Richie leveled, "-seriously. You're freaking me out."

"God," Eddie sighed, like he was really fucking reluctant, "-okay."

Richie just waited patiently, pulling out onto the road. He really wasn't sure what to do about it, or how to respond at all. Eddie wasn't really being the clearest, despite Richie knowing the Eddie-isms at this point.

"I want to say it in person."

Richie blinked, "What?"

"It's-" Eddie exhaled a breath, "-I haven't said it yet because I want to say it in person."

Richie pressed his lips together, blinking again, "Oh."

"But," Eddie continued, more frustrated, "-you're making it so fucking hard, asshole."

Richie blinked again, squeaking out, "What?"

"You heard me, dipshit," Eddie added, "-You keep fucking saying that you love me, and then you're you-"

"Eddie baby," Richie laughed, "-I can't just fucking stop being me."

"-and I just fucking... God."

Richie was definitely giggling now, driving down the road with a big ass grin. He felt a little like he was floating, up and out of the car through the fucking clouds-

"I'm gonna stick to my word," Eddie exhaled, "-and I'm not gonna... I'm not gonna fucking say it until you're here, but-"

Richie felt his heart leap into his chest.

"-I do. Richie, I do. So fucking much."

Richie smiled, eyes a little teary as he stared out onto the pavement. So fucking much.

"I love you so fucking much, Eds," he laughed out, still crying, "-Too fucking much, probably."

"I think just enough," Eddie grinned (Richie could fucking hear it), "-We can both be batshit crazy about each other. I think that's fair."

"Yeah?" Richie smiled, fingers tapping along the wheel (he was so fucking happy).

"What?" Eddie asked, playfully, "-You're not fucking batshit crazy about me?"

"Oh, Eds," Richie snorted, "-You have no fucking idea."

There was a pause for a second, and Richie waited -smiling. God, he fucking-

"I think I do, Rich," Eddie responded, fondly (fucking affectionately even), "-I think I do."

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pbandjesse · 4 months

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Man. Today was great. I seriously had such a wonderful time. Even with the hard parts. Today was great.

It started with me waking up one minute before my alarm went off. I felt well rested and that was just really good. I would get up and got dressed and felt cute and good. I knew I would need a very good shower after this very long day. But for the majority of the day I was just really happy and felt pretty and positive.

James would let me know that they had a plan for getting to camp. Which is of course difficult but they love me so they want to make the effort and I appreciated that so much. They also made a big fuss about how I smell nice and made me laugh a whole bunch. It was just such a lovely way to start the day.

James would make me some veggie sausage to take with me and I left to go to camp!

I was nervous about being late. I knew there was so stuff I had to do before I would be ready to welcome the vendors.

I actually considered stopping to take a picture of the piano on the side of the highway but when I got there someone was already doing that! So I did not stop and got to camp at 8.

Heather was already there. As were the boyscouts. Heather had apparently been at camp until 11 and only slept until 3. Not enough rest at all!! She was putting so much into this and I really hoped she would lean on everyone else so it wasn't so much on her.

I would gather my stuff that was left at my desk and went to open up my table. Finished getting that together. And then got a towel to wipe off all the other tables.

It was actually beautiful out. And would mainly stay that way all day. It was such a nice day. I had packed some shorts just in case but I never needed them.

It was actually really really muddy but my boots kept me safe and comfy. I will need to clean them for sure but I was comfortable all day.

My vendors started coming as I was finishing the last table. My first vendor, Gus, who sells olive oil, was so sweet. And his olive oil was very good. And as more vendors came in it would get a little dicey but we had such a good flow going. I had my clipboard. I was getting things done. It was great. It could have been so bad and so confusing but it actually went super smoothly. And my wagon came in handy for basically everyone. Like even the people who had their own would also use mine to make things go faster. And a few people without wagons were like. We need to buy this, it is great. And I agree. I love my wagon. I may invest in a more off-road one but mine was really really great and so helpful.

As my vendors came in we had some logistic things. Making sure that everyone felt like they have the space they needed. A few people did drop out but overall it was good and I felt really happy.

The volunteers would come in. Including Charlotte and Cate who I would tease about not being on the list. But it was really nice to see them. And then Callie was there and she was assigned to be my assistant! So we got to spend basically the entire day together. And that was extra great because then my table was also always being watched. One of us was always there. We would also switch off who would go and check on all of the vendors. It was a lot of fun.

I wasn't sure how my sales would go. I was mainly concerned with the vendors. I had sorted out how many things each table needed to sell to break even. And I was keeping an eye on it. And I think the majority did well. I really hope so.

I would sell a bear to Alexi's son Kenny. He was my first sale of the day. And I was like okay I am doing good! And slowly I would make more and more sales. I was doing really great. One mom bought 5 of my stuffies! And then it was just sale after sale. It was awesome. It wasn't as good as old time music festival but it was not that far off. It was just really awesome.

The only frustrating thing that I had to deal with today was that there was no vegetarian food. I would get a hot dog bun. And James did pack me a few snacks and a yogurt. But it wasn't amazing for me food wise.

Callie wanted to buy a sticker sheet from me but she only had tap and my credit card reader can't do that so instead she bought me a lotion bar and tater tots. We would sit together and watch the world and enjoy seeing kids playing with my stuffies and people were all so nice. I was just really happy.

I would periodically check in with the vendors. There was some concern at the begining that the music would be to loud but after sound check they had it at a really good level. I honestly really enjoyed a lot of the music. And I enjoyed being someone that people would come to with questions and concerns. I think as a test run for running events at the museum, this went really well. I did have a few small issues I would have to hear about. But overall I was able to fix things. Like when there was no hand sanitizer at the porta potties or when one of the bands never got their meal tickets. It was really cool being able to fix that.

The one band had a five week old baby with them!! And I chatted with the parents, the dad being the lead singer in one of the bands, and apparently this was the baby's second music festival?! Wild! The giant headphones on the baby was precious.

I enjoyed seeing former campers and counselors and just chatting with people. Telling them about my workshops and programs and despite the many sales I made, I was more excited about the amount of business cards I was giving out. Felt really good. I was very happy.

Callie and James would coordinate so she could pick them up from Hunt valley and I was super excited about that. And Celia would text me that she would try to come after work. Amazing. Everything was coming together.

I had some really nice conversations with other vendors too. And that was really nice. I would talk to them about coming to the museum for the farmers market. I will have to make that connection this week. I think it will be really awesome for a lot of them. Specifically Gus but also the essential oils woman and the company that sells a balancing toy and magic kit. Just a fun mix of stuff.

The weather would get a little cooler. I was glad I had my fleece. I was enjoying the day though. The music was good. I loved hanging out with Callie. We talked and talked and I know she wasn't just there for me but I still felt very supported by her and that was just wonderful. She's such a good friend.

After 4 she would go get her phone and soon she would leave to get James. Brining them back to me. I was so happy to see them. Though they quickly ran away to get food. I did not blame them.

When they came back to the table they told me about a surprise boat docking at the museum. And I told them about the day. And then Celia was there and I have to go meet her to give her a wrist band. Excellent excellent.

It was fun having them both in my tent. Being silly. I sold a few more things but as the last band went on the rain started. So we would go around letting vendors know they could pack up early and we would get the gators to help load them in their cars. Which went. Okay. They would go missing before the last couple were handled but I did my best to smooth things over and make sure everyone was helped even if it wasn't with the gator and was with Celia and James carrying things. They are both so strong.

The rain was annoying but not terrible. James and Celia helped me pack up my table and get everything to the car. Which was blocked on by a van with a trailer. But we would handle it.

I did some directing to fold up chairs and went up to the art building and was frustrated that someone used my materials and spilled paint but also moved my toys. Which wasn't a huge deal but was a little annoying. I would let Heather and Alexi know about that but also about a weird thing I heard about everyone getting marketing emails from one of the food vendors. Not ideal or cool. I am not entirely sure what to do about that. But it's out of my hands for now.

We would wander around to try and help people but James was tired and I was getting there. And after dealing with a golf cart transport issue, me and James would load up in the car. Hugs all around and goodbyes and we were off.

I drove and I enjoyed that. Listening to my music. And I decided we would go to Wawa for a sandwich. Which would make me feel a lot better. I did not eat much today.

The drive there was nice though. I had fun singing and being silly with James. When we got to Wawa we were on the wrong side because they locked the doors early in the back. Bleh. But a big deal.

We got our food and I struggled to find the chips I wanted. And then we went home.

We stayed in the car for an extra couple minutes to finish a song we like. And then went in. James would bring in all of my stuff while I had my sandwich. And then I went to take a shower and wash my hair. My stomach hurt a bit but mostly I was just thrilled to be clean.

Now I am watching a video and James is mostly asleep and I am very very much ready to join them.

I hope you are all having a great night and I hope you had a great day. I have no plans for the next two days except rest. And I really hope I can savor that.

Goodnight everyone. I love you all. Take care!

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stormanbates · 2 years

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Donnie's Tantrums

Holy crap, this took forever! I have autism, and so I had to ask my mom what I was like when I went to daycare and babysitters' houses and I copied those stories to fit Donnie, except for the picky eating part. I wasn't that much of a picky eater as a kid, I pretty much ate everything I was told, except for foods that were too smooth, or had a lot of spices, and I was a pretty plain eater. Now that I'm an adult and can cook for myself, I've expanded my tastes. Unfortunately the same cannot be said about my oldest nephew, who is FAMOUS for being our family's pickiest eater. He's got the same tastes that Donnie has in this chapter. Peanut butter sandwiches, oatmeal, chocolate, plain pasta, and fruit is all this kid eats. Enjoy the story!

The Hidden City Daycare prides itself on making sure every toddler that visits their facility is safe, taught the value of friendship, and is taken care of well. Mrs. Calabash, head caretaker of the baby and toddler rooms, took great pride in making sure her room ran like a well oiled machine.

Donnie, even at 26 months, 1 week, 4 days, 7 hours, and 29 minutes old, loved efficiency.

Unless it interferes with his own interests.

The soft shelled turtle was on the spectrum, and had a very specific way of doing things and had to keep his routine on check.

And what happened if that didn't happen?

Donnie was usually a calm turtle, but when pushed, he wouldn't hesitate to bring the water works and throw himself on the floor in a tantrum. And when that happened, Mrs. Calabash would put him in a playpen adjacent to the play area so he could finish his tantrum, mainly to keep the other children from getting hurt from his thrashing body.

Donnie couldn't help it. He needed schedules. Routines kept him sane. And it didn't help that everyday Mrs. Calabash had something new for the kids she took care of.

In the short few months he had been going to daycare, he noticed different activities happening, such as a guest coming in to read a story to the infants, Mr. Kimpchi playing his guitar to soothe the little ones to sleep, or even Miss Yu bringing a new food for the tots to try during snack time.

But Mrs. Calabash would also do things out of order, and THAT would make Donnie lose his mind.

It just felt wrong when what he called "stacking block time" was switched with "music time".

Today was one of those days.

Donnie liked to start his day at daycare with some light reading. His twin, Leo, was more of a free spirit and wanted to play with his closest brother.

"Pway with me, Don!" Leo begged, tugging on his onesie.

Donnie retaliated by shoving his brother away, hating being touched. "No!" He yelled.

Leo pouted a bit, but decided to leave Donnie to do his boring stuff, and went to do something else.

Donnie picked a book on the shelf and began to read it. His brothers don't know it yet, but Donnie can read a little.

Splinter read to them every night and Donnie picked it up fast. He knew his ABCs and some simple words like "Dad", "Book", "Juice", "Bath", "iPad", and simple phrases like "I don't wanna take a nap", "I want the purple one", and most importantly "I don't like being touched!"

Donnie finished his book, and went to pick up the next one: a book about a little rabbit who dreamed of being in the Battle Nexus, when Mrs. Calabash stopped him.

"No, no, Donatello, we're going to read that book at storytime."

Donnie held onto the book that Mrs. Calabash tried to take from him, whining.

"We're about to switch play areas, why don't you play with the stacking blocks?"

That sent Donnie into a fit. The purple masked turtle immediately began to scream and threw himself forward, sobbing as he did.

Mrs. Calabash just rolled her 3 eyes before using a tentacle to pick up Donnie.

"Stop this behavior, or you go into time out. Which one will it be?"

Her choices made Donatello even more angry and he screamed louder.

"Very well." She said as she slithered towards the playpen. The dreaded playpen.

Donnie pouted. He didn't get it; throwing a fit always worked on Dad.

It was true. Splinter was a bit of a softie when it came to his autistic son. When he read up on the condition, he understood that tantrums were a way of children on the spectrum to express their feelings. Splinter couldn't stand his son's crying, so he usually just gave in to whatever Purple wanted.

But not a childcare veteran like Mrs. Calabash. She'd seen kids like Donnie come and go and this was how she ran things. No child, on the spectrum or not, was going to run her daycare.

So, Donnie was plopped into the playpen.

"You stay here until you calm down."

Before they were mutated, Donnie wasn't a good climber. And even after his mutation, he still wasn't good. The top of the playpen seemed as tall as a building compared to Raph's back, which Donnie crawled over often.

No matter how hard he tried, Donnie couldn't reach the top bars and landed on his behind every time.

Thank goodness for diapers being so thick, or else he would've landed on what Leo calls "the Nards". He did once during a tantrum at bathtime, and he never wanted to do that again; it was so painful.

Donnie kicked the bars, which made him cry again. Mrs. Calabash ignored him.

Donnie continued his tantrum until he eventually calmed down, reduced to whimpers.

"Well, Donatello, I think we're feeling a whole lot better now, aren't we?" A pinkish-purple tentacle lifted up the soft shell turtle and placed him onto the floor.

"Now go play."

Donnie obeyed.

He went to his second favorite activity: building.

The area where babies and toddlers gather around to build things with Legos was crowded, but Donnie managed to find a spot and started to pick up pieces.

Another issue with Donnie was that he hated being touched.

And toddlers and babies didn't understand boundaries.

When a 2 year old kitten yokai reached across Donnie's lap to reach for a brightly colored pink Lego piece, he freaked out and said one of his well-known sentences.

"I don't like being touched!"

And the purple masked turtle forgot about the rule about pushing.

Don't push.

The kitten fell on a small pile of legos and began crying, alerting Mrs. Calabash.

Immediately, a frog yokai child old enough to tattle told Mrs. Calabash what happened.

"Donnie pushed Selene!"

"She touching me!" Donnie argued.

"Donatello, we don't push. Tell her you're sorry."

Donnie, still reeling from the time out he received not even 3 minutes ago, obeyed.

"Sowry!" He said, quickly.

"It otay!" Selene said before toddling off.

"Story time! Whoever wants me to read to them, come to the carpet."

Donnie wanted a story, so he sat down with other children that wanted to hear a story. Other children who wanted to keep playing just kept playing, like Raph, who was playing with his teddy, and Leo, who was riding a tricycle around the room.

Mikey crawled towards his older brother and climbed into his lap. Donnie allowed it. Mikey was usually content during storytime.

As Mrs. Calabash read to the children, Donnie listened intently and Mikey suckled his fingers.

"And the Samarai Rabbit beat the Turducken, and cheers filled the Battle Nexus Arena, so the Rabbit felt at peace, knowing he won his first battle. And the Rabbit lived happily ever after. The end."

Mrs. Calabash noticed Donnie raise his hand. Though difficult to deal with at times, she knew he was curious, like a school aged child.

"Yes, Donnie?"

"Dat's not twue. The Rabbit didn't beat up the Turducken, Wou Jitsu did." The turtle said.

Mrs. Calabash sighed. "Donnie, this is a storybook, not a history book. And Lou Jitsu hasn't fought in the Battle Nexus in years, so you shouldn't take things so seriously."

Donnie pouted, then he decided to get up to do something else...

only to make Mikey tumble to the ground, where the orange masked baby turtle started to wail, more in shock than pain.

"Donatello!"

"I wanted him off my lap!" He argued.

Mrs. Calabash scooped up Donnie and Mikey in her tentacles.

"Your daddy will hear about this, young man. Off to the corner."

Mrs. Calabash once again, placed Donnie in the playpen, then left to comfort Mikey.

Donnie felt frustrated. This was the third time he had gotten in trouble and the second time he'd been to time out.

Daddy was not going to be happy.

A sudden uncomfortable feeling took Donnie from his thoughts and he looked down at his lower region. Disgust grew on his face in a grimace and he began to wail.

When Mrs. Calabash noticed he wouldn't stop crying, and that it wasn't his "I'm in time out" cry, but rather a cry that meant he needed something, she went to him.

Before she could ask what was wrong, she saw that he had unpopped the buttons on his onesie; a habit he did when he was wet. And just to be sure, she checked.

"Oh, my! Looks like somebody needs a dry diaper!" She said, feeling sympathy for the crying tot.

Donnie was given a book to flip through while Mrs. Calabash searched the diaper bag Splinter had given her that morning. Finding the appropriate items for cleaning up "Mister Soggy Pants" that was laying on her changing table was easy, and she got started.

Donnie was distracted by the flip book and paid no attention to her as she cleaned him up. He felt it was quite nice to not be cold and wet "down there".

"All done!" She said, closing the baby powder cap with one tentacle and buttoning up his onesie with another.

Donnie was put down and was allowed to play. He just played alone; it was better than getting in trouble for establishing boundaries.

But not long after, Mrs. Calabash placed him at the snack table. Donnie chose saltine crackers, flavorless juice and some fruit gummies for his snack.

"Nom noms?"

Donnie turned and saw Mikey, with his mouth open; a sign he was asking for a bite of his food.

Donnie gave him a fruit snack and Mikey was content.

Donnie's autism doesn't stop at social cues, it also involves food and sleep.

This snack was all Donnie ate at Daycare. At home, he ate only oatmeal in the morning, had his snack and lunch at daycare (where lunch was a packed plain peanut butter sandwich, 7 cheese crackers and a bottle of formula), and only one bite of whatever Splinter cooked for himself and the two older boys, followed by Donnie's usual dinner at home, which was usually plain macaroni or plain cheese pizza.

Mrs. Calabash prides herself on giving the children a variety of foods to eat at snack time, and plenty of picky eaters that are in her care found at least one thing they liked that wasn't part of their normal diet. But Donnie wasn't a normal child; he was a mutant and not a yokai, he was a breed of turtle that mostly ate meat and vegetation, and he was on the spectrum.

So, Donnie ate his crackers and juice and touched nothing else.

In his mind, not only were most of the things on the snack table inedible because of his condition's natural fear of the unknown, but he also believed they were contaminated by other children's germs.

Mrs. Calabash chalked it up to "we all have wins and we all have losses" and brushed it off. Sooner or later this mutant child will grow out of his pickiness.

After he ate his snack, Donnie walked to the napping area of the room and laid down next to Leo. Mikey laid across him and Leo like a turtle blanket and Raph was their pillow.

It took Donnie no time at all to fall asleep. He may have had trouble falling asleep at night, but naptime was breeze. Mrs. Calabash was happy for that.

"Oh, Donatello..." she said as she turned down the lights and allowed the children to sleep.

#rottmnt #rottmnt turtle tots #turtle tots #rise of the tmnt #headcanon #rottmnt donnie #rise donnie #autistic donnie

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fumikomiyasaki · 9 months

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( TOUCH ) “accidentally” briefly touching mine. (example: brief hand touch, knee under the table)

Kurai & Carol

Seduction starters

As Carol agreed to get Dinner together with Kurai she didn't expect the whole band to tag along and felt a little out of place between the very group she fangirled over not so long ago... She tried to calm her mind, Lyla gave her the encouragement as well as asked her to afterwards tell how it went before she chose a more casual grungy outfit she liked to wear as she joined the group. Kurai gave her a firm smile, as if to ensure her everything was alright... which did calm her a little but also made her realize this crush on him again as she tried to smile back and tag along the group.

"And you don't mind me coming along today?"

Pankraz quickly butted in before Kurai could answer with a smirk.

"A nice Apple pie on the side is not something we worry about, that and we value our fans, right."

Sabir slightly pulled him away but gave her also a nod.

"Its also good to have another person who is known to keep some order among the group and Kurai said you are responsible so."

"Thank you. So were are we going to eat?"

Adan had a smile on his face pointing forward to a small simple underground like mini bar... it mainly had different kind of snacks, drinks but also big tables to sit as a group.... she sat down next to Kurai given she knew him the best but also was a little lost on what to talk about, yet could go better as the topic switched to music, showing well how much knowledge she had and how the annoyances she had with teaching Gregory and Bengal paid off a while. Eventually Kurai wanted to rest back and put his hands down after drinking his coffee... however he didn't shortly notice he put one hand on Carols thigh as her face just became as red as a tomato and as he noticed her look he withdrew.

"Apoligies..."

"N-no its all good... its dark here you didn't see."

Pankraz looked at them both with a smirk.

"Having secrets you two? You seem awfully chummy."

"N-nothing really... I just... the tea was too hot for me."

She quickly tried to avoid emberassment but Adan butting in with some Dog talk got the Attention away from her for now... she could still notice the Pink haired stared at her and Kurai in particular... so far of her trying to keep a low profile here... at least she could calm after and had an enjoyable talk with the band she admired for long... still not believing she was able to have this afternoon really. But she came back with a blushy smile walking up to Lyla.

Still remembering that faint touch she experienced however.

"You don't have to tell me, jeez your thoughts are all over the place, girl."

"I-I can't help it..."

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland ocs #twst #disney twst #twst ocs #twistedwonderland #twistedwonderlandoc #carol ann #carol x kurai

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findingmypeace · 2 years

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9/24/2022

Today was my last day of treatment/last day of php. It was kind of a weird day. I started off really depressed. We had breakfast and then went to our first group. The group leader said we were going to play charades which I really didn’t want to do. But the other people in the group turned it into Pictionary and soon we were all laughing and joking and having a great time. I didn’t even realize I was getting into it until group was almost over. When group was over I thought about how I desperately needed that moment of laughter. It was probably the first time I’ve genuinely laughed in weeks. For just a few moments I had some relief from the heavy depression I’ve been experiencing. The next group wasn’t as active but we still had fun. (It’s Saturday programming and everyone was complaining how Saturday programming is too emotional so they decided to make Saturday’s a little easier) After that group we had lunch. The conversation at lunch was good but food/behaviors was really hard. We had one more group, then snack, then it was over.

Throughout the day I kept thinking how this is the last time for___. This is the last time I’ll portion my meal, the last time I’ll be supplemented, the last time I’ll be sitting in the chair up front, journaling, this is the last time I’ll feel out a daily check-in. And today I didn’t need to fill out a food journal because no one will be reading it on Monday. Gathering my stuff at the end of the day, saying goodbye to the PCT’s, and walking out the doors for the last time was also very sad. It still doesn’t feel real. It feels like I will be going back like normal on Monday. But I won’t.

Last weekend, when the nurse talked to me, she made me repeat a few things (one was that I am a badass bitch!). The other was that I am safe everywhere. I told her I am not, especially not at home. She repeated that I am safe because I have the power to keep my myself safe. The thing is, I rarely feel (emotionally) safe. Everything is always scary. But this outpatient PHP/iop treatment center really, really became a safe place for me. I could express all the distorted, trauma based, thoughts in my head and no one would judge me. In fact, instead they would give me support. Getting that support was so important to me. I am going to miss the staff so much.

Right now, I am at home after the day is over. I’m pretty sad but I’ve managed to keep myself busy/distracted for most of the evening. I’m grasping at straws to keep myself going and right now that’s the very slim hope that my (former) outpatient therapist will take my new insurance and allow me to continue to see her. Reminding myself of things she has told me is the only thing really keeping me feeling safe. I can put on “therapist” me when I need to but outside of that I’m afraid I might completely collapse if I do lose my outpatient therapist.

The thing is, I probably won’t have a therapist for a few months unless that therapist specializes in eating disorders and takes both my current insurance and the insurance I will have through work in a couple of months. Where I live most therapists that specialize in eating disorders don’t take any insurance and are only private pay. If I’m going to pay out of pocket to begin with I will see my current therapist since the whole reason she wanted me to switch is to see someone covered by my insurance. (I might as well private pay her). But if I see a new therapist I won’t be able to see them until my new insurance kicks in at the end of Nov. I don’t know if I can wait that long. I won’t be seeing my outpatient dietitian for at least a month either. I’m basically feeling my way in the dark because I have so little professional support. I really don’t know how I’m going to get through everything. I feel very alone.

#personal #bulimia #depression #eating disorder #ed treatment #attachment trauma

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missspringthyme · 8 months

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February 8th, 2024

So before I explain today, I have to give a little context for last night. Due to not having a period in over a year, I missed the retrospectively obvious signs of what was about to happen and bled onto my sheets while I was blow drying my hair. Why was I blow drying my hair? Because I decided to make sure I showered before coming to my sister's because from what she's described, I'm not stepping foot in hers. This also meant that I didn't go to bed until past midnight even though I had an alarm set for 5am. Lovely.

Alarm goes off, I'm in hell. After a few too many snoozes, I get up and start to get ready. I've packed all my toiletries already, so I'm using my B list backup products. This includes a brand new tube of concealer that is allegedly the same shade as the one I've packed, but this is a lie. It looks clown white on my face. I decide that perhaps I could fix it with some bronzer, but I don't use it very often and the one I have in a palette I mostly use for my eyes. Now, I look like an orange. I try my best to fix what has gone wrong, but I look at my clock and see I'm running out of time. I drop third culture Australian's hairdryer in front of his door, skip breakfast, grab snacks and rush out the door. Google maps estimates that I will not get to the bus station by 7am, I still have to try.

I power walk through the cold, misty morning where the only signs of life are the bakeries. I press my feet into the ground again and again until my 30 minute walk becomes a 24 minute walk. I'm going to make it in just the nick of time. I get there and I wait and wait and wait before discovering the heist I've pulled off on myself. I put the time the bus leaves as 30 minutes earlier in my calendar so that I would get there on time. I only wish I had stopped to eat breakfast.

Bus ride is fine, I mostly sleep. Get off at Rotterdam to get my train to Utrecht and sit freezing for about an hour. I manage to get on an earlier train and sit next to a woman who smells like my grandma. Like a bathroom after someone's blowdryed their hair, a little perfumey. I haven't smelled that in a very long time and I think about it the entire train ride.

At the station I text my sister and tell her I arrived early. I lean against a railing near the turnstiles and wait for her to show up. I'm a little zoned out so she manages to scare me when she comes to say hello. She gives me options for lunch and we decide to find a restaurant in the city center because she never eats out and it's her birthday. We walk for a bit and pop into a store that I loved in Scotland. Inside, my sister finds one of those hats with a propeller on top and I take some pictures of her wearing it. She keeps saying she wants to go back and buy it. She also seems entranced by a geldautomaat that is just a yellow room filled with ATMs. She explains that it's because there's "no real banks here".

We find a little cafe that looks like it has good options, it's raining so we were looking for somewhere indoors but not too expensive. My sister doesn't like making decisions and she keeps telling me to do it for her because it's her birthday. She tries to order in dutch and doesnt do half bad, but eventually switches to english. I also find out she doesnt know what halloumi is, but we get fallafel pitas anyway, She does pay for my lunch, I'm guessing because she knows that I've not really had a ton of money because of the paying for family therapy thing, but I tell her that it's done. We talk about how and why that ended and about our family and speaking German and a bunch of other things.

We head back to go pick her bike up from the huge storage building. She's very excited to show me it, and she's talked about it repeatedly since moving here. The only empty spot we had found was a rack that was off the ground that seemed to be stuck, so I has helped her lift the bike up into it. Alas, when we retrieved the bike we discovered how to get it to slide out and down, you live and you learn

She has class today so we have to head to her campus quickly, and she offers for us to either take the tram or for me to ride on the back of her bike. I've never ridden on the back of a bike before so I go for that option. It's more difficult than I thought it would be (I was warned it was an ab work out but its actually my hip flexors that are burning), and I have to be careful with my legs because my sister keeps riding a little to close to the side of the road (she smacks me into a cone at one point). As she bikes, she point s out things we pass. Why this or that building is important or interesting, or the grocery stores that she likes best.

At her dorm, I drop off my stuff and meet the people she lives with before we go to pick up some flowers that are waiting for her at reception. The note says they're from my mom. Afterwards, she gives me a tour of her campus. I can see why she chose to go here, it suits her well, but it feels like a little bubble. Everyone here stays and lives on campus and everything she needs is a 5 minute walk away. Very American style. After she comes back from class we get ready to go out and eat dinner with a few of her friends. We go to a pizza place 15 minutes before the kitchen closes, but they still bring out a birthday tiramisu for her, which was incredibly delicious. We eat quickly and leave so that the restaurant can close. We stop and look and look at some tiles painted with chairs on the way back and I think of my insane AP lang and comp test that had the most batshit pieces of text i've ever read in my life including a long on essay on chairs and what they tell you about their owners.

Back on campus, my sister decided to take a running leap into a puddle and fell fully on her ass in the mud. Luckily, she was wearing her yellow raincoat, but her backside was still fully covered in mud. She decided the best course of action was to shower fully dressed in her concrete shower, but eventually I had to help her using the little hand held shower head. She was sad she couldn't wear her jeans anymore because she was counting on them to make a more basic top work, so I tried to help her find a different birthday outfit. Eventually she settled on something and her friends started arriving for the little get together she was having. She served chips and blue takis(?) And frantically washed cups and mugs so everyone would have a glass to drink out of. Their kitchen has a mouse so she doesn't trust any of the dishes in there.

They took photos and eventually everyone left to go to a reggaton night except for a few of her friends who brought out a cake covered in different photos of things that she likes/represent her. She thought for a moment and then blew out the candles, before begging everyone to please eat as much of the cake as they could. We then went to her campus bar, where we played some darts and danced. Initially my sister wasn't going to do this tradition where you stand on the bar and drink a cup full of shots while "its my birthday" plays in the background, but she caved and did it anyway. She also finally agreed to wear a paper party hat while we danced. Her friends kept trying to get her to dance with guy, but she was not having it. If she ever ends up dating anyone, I will be truly shocked.

We go to bed at 3 in the morning.

#sister #febuary #travel

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keefwho · 9 months

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January 08 - 2024 Monday

10:46pm

5.5/10

This morning I did some general tidying of my room since I had a bunch of things just laying around and out of place. I also vacuumed so now my room looks very clean. For breakfast I reheated some leftover soup from yesterday and it was delicious. Daisy also did that for lunch and hers was good too. I watched another episode of Bojack while eating.

In stream I tried doing some gestures of people standing to warm up since I often struggle with simple standing poses. For today's commission I kinda messed up while trying to make the pose more dynamic and started over 30 minutes in. It went more smoothly from there. There were 9 concurrent viewers today but they weren't chatting.

After stream I did my workout. I watched 1 and a half bojack episodes during that. I took my shower and made beefaroni with a granola bar and pear cup afterwards. Since Trevor keeps asking me to play Valheim which I have been down for but always busy, I decided to play with him for about 40 minutes while I ate lunch. He invited me to the small server he hangs out in with his friends. We covered the basics of the game before I had to leave. It was pretty chill because I wasn't being guided with a heavy hand like is common when someone invites me to play something. Also the call was calm, everyone there seems to be chill and not yelling or interrupting each other.

Today's request was for Fiya and he wanted me to draw his Braixen character being given a blunt. I finished it pretty quick. I did a little bit of lolligagging but ultimately kicked myself into gear quicker than usual because I'm tired of wasting time. I did a couple sketches of ideas I had written down, one of Kumatora and one of Zelda. They turned out okay so I tacked them onto my ideas Trello. I don't think either of them will do good numbers but it's a personal challenge of mine to try and do my ideas some kind of justice.

I was listening to XQC while working and when I was done I was going to switch to yoga. As I did, he started reacting to a Nexpo video I really wanted to watch but I abandoned that so I could get my yoga out of the way. Today's was about syncing your breathe with your movements more attentively than usual. I struggled to do some of it because of how generally sore I am but I got through it. After that I settled down and worked on my secret project some more. I realized like usual that I failed to have a solid plan going in and it's setting me back so I may have to iron out my idea more before I continue. it might mean a little bit of redoing but probably not too much. Daisy became free while I was working on that so we called and worked together a tiny bit. She put on a Jerma compilation and I stopped working since I was tired. I just watched the video after that. Then she showed me a Dennis compilation from It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia because he looks/acts like Jerma. I made a rice a roni cup for dinner and put some chicken in the oven while we watched an episode of She Ra. Then she went to bed.

In bed she read me 2 chapters of Howls Moving Castle which was cozy, I needed something gentle like that. Then I played Neopets for her. She has been rustling and making noises a lot tonight as I've been doing my nightly routine. I also grabbed a cheese wheel and some crackers as a snack before bed because I don't think I've been eating enough to keep up with my recent activity. I am so sore, tired, and hungry.

Today was alright. I went through the motions like usual and felt relatively unengaged. This morning however I actually enjoyed drawing for at least a little bit. I think engaging in different activities over the weekend gave my brain a firm break from 2d creative work. In the evening I felt like I was boring or bland on account of being so tired and unengaged. I didn't have much to say.

#journal #diary #snow #soup

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ihaveafandom-problem554 · 3 years

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Hey, could I request a upper three x milf reader. Like she's rui's human møther replacement, but she genuinely cares for her family. Shw calls oni her little 'koibito', or her sweetheart, and spoils all of her 'children' when she goes down to the village with sweet treats to make and little toys?

I read this so many times with the biggest smile on my face.

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Older Spider Brother = Ani (It was the name I found on the Wiki)

Older Spider Sister = Ane ( Her name was actually Ane not Oni, I might go back to naming her Oni though-), Koibito (Sweetheart)

Ok lets just say Ani can switch from his spider form to a human-looking form

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You exited the small market filled with your koibito's favorite pastries and sweets as you entered another market, this time filled with Ani's favorite snacks.

This continued until you had everyone's favorite snack or play thing.

Straight to the woods you went after finishing buying everyone’s desires. You lived near the Mountain where it was rumored to have demons.

Anyone who walked in never came back out.

Who ever did later died days later, their last words being

"I was disturbing their perfect family"

You only smiled at the thought of it happening to you. Your smile getting bigger at the words 'perfect family'.

You stopped walking once you reached a hot spring with clean spider themed kimono sitting next to it. You placed the treat filled bags under a tree as you took off your current kimono. Now undressed, you took a short bath in the hot spring to wash off all the wisteria from your body.

Once finished, you put on your spider kimono and grabbed the bags and proceed to walk towards your house.

And Once you open the door, the first thing you heard was-

“WOULD YOU STOP EATING MY SNACKS YOU FREAK!” Your spider daughter yelled at her older spider brother. Ani’s only response was to spit his poison at her and laugh. Thank goodness Ane missed just barely.

“WHAT THE HELL YOU PRICK!? THIS ISN’T FUNNY” Ane yelled. “Ani, What have I said about using your poison in the house? And apologize to your sister” You say as you walked inside.

Ani scoffed, “Why should I? She called me a freak-OW” he screamed as he turn into his more human like form to touch is head that just got backhand slapped.

“OW! What was that for!?”

“Apologize to your sister, like your dear mother had ask.” your husband, Akaza, demanded as he held a sleeping Rui. Ani held the back of his head once more before reluctantly turning over to his sister, who now wore a smug smirk across her face.

“Hmph, even though your very poor when it comes to apologizing. I guess I’ll take it.” Ane taunted. “Ok now your asking for more poison-”

“Keep the poison to yourself, or else you don’t get to see what’s in the bag” You threaten holding up the multiple bags you had in your hands. The two spider siblings quickly rushed over to you to see what was in the bag.

Treats, toys, tools (You don’t understand why they want those) Different teas and baked goods.

When the spider siblings walked away with their new belongings, you went over to your husband and youngest child. The second you sat down next to them, you got forced right back up.

“Akaza, I’m fine!” You playfully complained. “Nope, Stay still”

You giggled at Akaza being concerned for you. He checked you up and down to see if you had any bruises, cuts, burns, scratches, rashes, literally anything that doesn’t belong on your body.

As he looked around your body, you started to pose for him. “Can you stop posing, I can’t find any-”

“I’m putting on a show! you should be grateful!”

“Eh- Pose once more I need a camera!”

“Ani...broke the...last one with his poison..” A sleepy Rui said snuggling deeper into Akaza’s hold. “Hi Rui! how was your day?” You say taking him from Akaza. “Father backhand slapped Ani 13 times today”

“Why did you count?”

“AKAZA!”

“WHAT!? He can take it!”

“We spoke about this!”

“He’s a lower rank 2 in the making, he has potential!”

...

Both You and Rui gave Akaza a disappointed look.

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No this is not ending yet. I just lost the courage to continue writing this so here are some headcanons..

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Affection towards Older spider brother, Ani

Someone put a warning anytime this guy shows up like damn

- .....

- See, it's hard enough to even strike a conversation with him

- He favors Akaza more than you

- And he has no shame saying it out loud

- But-but even though he can be an ass, he has a weak spot for the snacks you buy him and when you cup his face

- He can't take physical affection well

- He's the only one who doesn't know what to do when you hug him, so he just stands there

- He loves the snacks you get him

- very different from human meat

- He doesn't like the toys you get him so he gives it to Rui

- But if you get Ane toys he takes hers and claims that her toys are better

- Do you take care of his spider underlings?

- No

- Akaza's really aggressive with him

- In his eyes, Ani is a lower moon in the making

- So, the second you leave the house

- Akaza enters the house to train him

- Ani loves Akaza more than you because Akaza allows him to spit his acid/poison around the house

- Yes you come home to holes in the walls

- Your little koibito

- Such an angel

- She favors you more than Akaza

- Loves literally anything you do

- Vows to become just like you

- You love to hug her the second you get the chance

- And she always accepts them

- She always by your side

- Loves to be held by you on bad days

- You both love to snuggle with each other

- Akaza loves to take pictures of you two when the both of you fall asleep

- Akaza doesn’t know what to with ‘little women’ so he spoils her with treats before bed (Which you forbid)

- For some strange reason, he’s an expert on hair, so he does Ane’s hair all the time

- If she wanted something you already said no to, she’s going straight to Akaza to ask the same question because she knows he’ll say yes

- Akaza also loves to carry her on his back

- But of course, this won’t be Akaza if he didn’t think she’ll be a perfect lower moon in the making

- So yes, she has to train too

- “Hug me”

- “Hold me”

- “I want affection”

- “Mother, carry me”

- “Father, Mother is choosing Ane over me... She claims she no longer loves me-”

- He’s adorable

- and clingy

- VERY clingy

- Needs to be held at least 9 times a day or else all hell is set free

- Doesn’t have a favorite

- But if he had to choose it would be you

- But then it’ll be Akaza

- He can’t decide

- He loves it when you sit down with him

- Mainly because he sees it as an opportunity to climb on you to cuddle

- “Jesus, Akaza can you stop trying to train the kids into being lower moons?”

- “I’m not just training them to be lower moons...Rui would make a great upper moon! He has-”

- “Potential? Yeah Akaza baby, no, that’s not happening”

- Once you leave, its training time

- He’s very aggressive when it comes to training Rui

- He personally thinks that Muzan mis-ranked the moons, he believes Rui should be lower moon 2 at least

- Akaza just wants his kids to be upper moons like him

- But they do have their cuddle moments

- Doesn’t understand why you bought him plushies

- But Once you offered to take it back and get him treats instead, he didn’t want to give it back

- ....

“Before you go out into the village, put wisteria all over your body to rid off any demons. I saw a hot spring not too far from here. Wash off the wisteria before you come in here”

“Ok Akaza”

“Always take the route Rui showed you. No shortcuts”

“Ok Akaza”

“Do not get injured on the way here. We might have to train harder if-”

“Akaza..Please shut up”

- You love him, but he’s very protective

- Sometimes he won’t let you leave the house

*Insert Protective Hugs*

- You also have to train with the family, so Akaza doesn’t have to worry about you defending yourself

“NO! Baby look. The second the guy looks at you, you must give him a uppercut and break his nose. Then you tell him, if you ever look at me again.. I’ll get my stronger than Kokushibou sexy ass husband to beat your ass.”

“......I’m not doing that.”

“....Could you at least say it?”

- You have to start cuddle sessions because he sees it as a sign of weakness (he loves them though)

- He also loves the snacks you get him

- He loves Training taking care of the kids

- He does the dad thing where he puts the all the kids on his back and does push up!

- Douma teases him for having a lower moon family

- Douma loves to come over To eat you

- Don’t worry Akaza deals with him

- Ngl Kokushibou also comes over

- Ani’s first reaction to him was-

“This motherfucker got 6 fucking eyes... Allergy season must be a pain in the ass-”

“ANI! Don’t say that to guests!”

- Kokushibou likes Ani for an odd reason

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I think I went off topic-

#rui #akaza #reader #spider sister #spider brother #kny rui #kny akaza #spider family #demon slayer #demon slayer rui #demon slayer akaza #Kimetsu no Yaiba #kimetsu akaza #kimetsu rui #demon slayer headcanons #kny headcanons #Douma #kokushibou #reader x akaza

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sunwoo-hoo · 3 years

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↣ treasure reaction to s/o bringing niece/nephew to the dorms

↳ a/n: hello lovelies! here is another treasure reaction! i’m sorry that it took so long, treasure usually takes me a little longer to do so keep that in mind for future requests. but anyway i hope you like it! i got inspiration from t-map episode 39. i hope you don’t mind i made the kids various ages so that it wasn’t the same scenario. xx

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↳ treasure x fem reader

「 choi hyunsuk 」

you told him you had to cancel the date you had planned together to watch your 5 year old niece

he recommended bringing her over to the dorms so that you could watch her together

he was ecstatic when you showed up with the little girl’s hand in yours

“oh my goodness aren’t you so cute?!” he gushed squatting down to get on her eye level

she hid her behind your legs in embarrassment

the day was spent playing various games like hide and seek easing your niece into the unfamiliar surroundings

at one point when she settled down watching television hyunsuk couldn’t help but look at you saying

“i can’t wait til we have a child of our own one day”

「 park jihoon 」

you had brought your nephew over to bake some brownies together hoping to surprise jihoon after practice

but when he told you practice was cancelled for the day he decided to join in on baking

he tried his best to make your 6 year old nephew laugh but he was not having it

it wasn’t until jihoon accidentally tripped over some flour falling to the floor butt first is when your nephew started to laugh uncontrollably

you couldn’t help but put your hand over your mouth trying not to laugh in front of him

“i’m glad you think my misery is funny” he quipped rubbing his behind

「 kanemoto yoshinori 」

it was a rainy day when you went to visit yoshi at the dorms with your young niece

she had just turned 4 and yoshi wanted to meet her finally coming back from treasure’s recent comeback

walking into the dorms he had the biggest smile on his face when he bend down to greet her

“hello! [niece name] it’s so nice to meet you, you can call me yoshi-oppa” grabbing her little hand

she smiled up at him looking enjoying the new acquaintance she had just met

yoshi then stood back up placing a kiss on your cheek

“she’s so adorable”

「 kim junkyu 」

you were your nephew’s best friend being the cool aunt he always loved hanging out with you

when he heard you were in a relationship with an idol he was a tad bit jealous since he knew he would be seeing less of you

until you decided that your nephew should meet junkyu bringing him to the dorms one afternoon

when you walked in junkyu couldn’t help but smile at your nephew’s cuteness

“you must be [nephew name] i’m your aunt’s special friend” he exclaimed proudly

junkyu decided to show off his singing charms to your nephew who couldn’t help but be in awe of his voice

the rest of the day was spent together singing karaoke

「 takata mashiho 」

this wasn’t the first time mashiho had met your 7 year old nephew

in fact you were convinced your nephew liked mashiho more than you when he basically begged you to take him to see mashiho one day

walking in the dorms mashiho ran up to your nephew giving him the biggest of hugs

“hey! [nephew name] i’ve missed you! guess what? i got the nintendo switch all set up for us” he cheered

your nephew practically ran at a inhuman speed to the console mashiho going after him

you couldn’t help but smile looking at your two favorite people in the world having a wonderful time together

「 yoon jaehyuk 」

it was busy afternoon running errands with your young niece

jaehyuk had texted you asking you to come over

when you told him that you had your young niece with you that’s when he texted back in less than in a minute

telling you that he would babysit her until you were finishing up your errands for the day

when you went to the dorms you were shocked on what he had set up there was different types of games, books, & snacks

when he greeted you with a peck on the lips you couldn’t help but smile at the effort he put in

“don’t worry about a thing [name] we’re going to have lots of fun i promise” he grinned

「 hamada asahi 」

it all happend during a snow day, you were taking care of your niece while your sibling was out of town for a business trip

deciding to get out of the house you told asahi you were coming over to the dorms since it was treasure’s break

he decided to draw out a welcome sign for her so that she would be surprised when you showed up

walking in the dorm shaking your shoulders trying to get rid of snow that’s when you saw the welcome sign

your niece smiled at the cute drawn characters as asahi bend down to give her the piece of paper

“this is for you [niece name] i hope you like it” he smiled

the rest of the day was spent by the fire enjoying hot chocolate with marshmallows

「 bang yedam 」

when yedam told you he wanted to meet your nephew you were kind of against it

partly because your nephew was still very young barely able to walk on his own but yedam persisted

giving in you brought your nephew to the dorms one day

walking in yedam ran straight towards you in awe of the young child in your arms

“he’s so charming” he gushed squishing his little cheeks

as you walked into the living your room you sat down on the couch putting your nephew on the floor so that he could crawl around

he then crawled to yedam’s guitar playing with the strings laughing at the funny noise it was making

picking up the guitar yedam exclaimed proudly

“how about i sing a song for you? would you like that?”

「 kim doyoung 」

you were picking up your 5 year old nephew from school wanting to see doyoung since his dorms was on the way back home

he was surprised to see you but even more surprised when you brought your nephew as well

since it was a beautiful day out you all decided to go to the small park behind the dorms

all three of you decided to play a game of soccer while doyoung was giving your nephew some pointers

“your doing great! [nephew name] but try it this way”

you smiled at the wholesome interaction while your nephew looked up at him in admiration

doyoung gave him the biggest cheer when your newphew made his first goal

“see! i knew you could do it” he exclaimed proudly showing off his cute smile that you loved so much

「 watanabe haruto 」

one of the most important things to haruto was family

so when your sibling finally had your first niece he was thrilled not only for you but for your sibling as well

after a couple of weeks you finally decided to bring her to meet haruto while he was at the dorms

walking in with the baby in your arms he looked down at her tearing up

he couldn’t help it, as it reminded him of his little sister back home all the way in japan

when you gently passed her over to haruto he smiled

looking up at him you wiped away his tears as he finally said

“i think it’s time you meet my family [name] your important to me.. i want them to meet the woman i want to spend the rest of my life with” he vowed

「 park jeongwoo 」

it was a rare day when jeongwoo had a day off from all of his idol duties

so you were shocked when he said he wanted it to spend his day off with you and your niece

the minute you showed up to the dorms your niece went wild running all over the place

she was still at the age where she was just full of energy and there was no way you could stop it anytime soon

jeongwoo ran after her trying to catch her

“come here baby!” he giggled making funny animal noises trying to get her attention

finally scooping her up he gave her a small kiss on the cheek

you pouted until he saw your face giving you a small kiss on your pouty lips

“don’t worry babe your still my number 1 but [niece name] is coming for your spot” he teased as you lightly punched his arm playfully

「 so junghwan 」

being the youngest of the group he was the most comfortable around young children

you decided that he should meet your niece for the first time after a couple of months of dating

one sunny day coming to the dorms he noticed you walking in with her as he was playing a video game

he shyly walked over to her bending down to her eye level

“hello, [niece name] you look very pretty today, it’s so nice to meet you” he announced looking at her pink tutu and her small tiara

she giggled pulling off her tiara giving it to junghwan

he put it on top of his head confidently

“do i look like a prince?” he asked doing a pose

she shyly nodded

the rest of the day was spent playing dress up and having tea time together

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pbandjesse · 1 year

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Today was a lot of fun but also absolutely exhausting and full of way to many people. Also my mouse isn't doing well and it makes me really sad. But I am trying to keep him comfortable. It's the least I can do if he's going to go soon.

It just sucks because he seemed fine and fluffy this morning. I slept weird. Getting woken up by the smoke detector battery dying at 3am. And then waking up at 730 to Jess texting me she was running late and wasn't sure when she would get to the fair. And I was fine with that I just wanted her to let me know her ETA and we would change accordingly.

James came in the bedroom around 8 and I let them know we would leave later then planned. So they had time to take a bike ride to the museum and get some baked goods and come back. I was able to just lay in bed and doze for a while. Getting up when Jess was leaving.

I got ready and was having my pretzel from the market yesterday for breakfast when James came back. They got ready too. And made themselves a bagel. We left a few minutes later then I wanted but it actually all worked out.

We made sure that my mouse baby was good. He was fed and fluffy. And sweetp was missed on and secure. And when we got outside Mr Will was there. It was nice to see him!! Hugs all around and then we were off.

It was a pretty solid ride. I made James listen to 100gecs to loud. They said their ears were ringing. So we switched to something not as intense. And had a nice ride out to Crownville, which is the actual name of the town where the Ren fair is. Hilarious.

We got there just as Jess was texting me she was parking. And we ended up parking only a few cars away! What amazing timing.

After we parked me and James finished putting our accessories on. James was in charge of the backpack today which was a huge help. And I felt really cute. But mostly I just loved looking at my husband who looked so handsome today I couldn't barely stand it. Just looking like a prince and I was so happy to be with them.

Honestly all of our outfits looked great today. I felt very cool. Temperature wise we were like perfect for the first couple hours but then I did the sun came out we were s bit overheated which was a little tough. But we were still having fun.

I loved looking around and people watching. I'll admit I was a little overwhelmed. We were committed to seeing the first joust. But beyond that there wasn't much of a plan. Which is fine but a little stressful.

We saw a building with miniatures in it and so we paid out little admission and went in and it was so worth it. Journey to Venice. The man we bought the tickets from was very nice and him and the other woman there complimented Jess's nails. Which were jelly red with bones on them super cool.

And the display was incredible. The mirror room was great. I loved seeing all the candles going back into space. Then in the main room was all these tiny building like you were in Venice and you open the doors and lights come on and sometimes you were looking at yourself in a costume in a scene and sometimes you were looking into a shop and sometimes it was just. Mirrors. Peppers ghost. They even had a true mirror! Which James very much didn't like but it just felt familiar to me. I have seen myself from so many angle. Looked into my own eyes. But I get why they might be uncomfy.

We would make most of the full loop of the fair after that and it was decided we would get a snack for the joust. We were going to get potato wedges but then they were sold out. So instead me and Jess would save us front row seats for the joust and James would go get us french fries. We appreciated James greatly today for standing in food lines for us.

The women next to us at the joust loved my bat bag, Lewis. Multiple women today would also me about him and compliment him and it was exciting and validating to tell people I made him. Jess said she likes that I say I msde him even though the stuffie part was bought and she needs to be able to use that same logic, because she agrees I made lewis, I transformed him into a bag and that's making. She just feels weird saying she made things out of things that already exist and I think because I have been an advocate for found object art for so long I barely see the distinction but I also understand her worry about being a liar. I made Lewis, I helped actualize his new form. And I loved being able to tell people that.

The joust was fun. It was fun cheering even if we didn't sit in Keegan, my favorite jouster's, section. Sir William was funny and fun too. People in Keegan's section had signs and tshirts which was hilarious. Jess asked James if this is what watching sports is like, the excitement, and James was like. This is a sport, it's Maryland's state sport!

The joust itself was short but the show was kind of long. I liked the new rider they had that was supposed to be Mongolian. We actually saw a handful of people dressed in Asian medieval wear. Which was awesome. I loved seeing that. We were talking about the PA Ren fair and comparing a lot today and this one for sure feels more real. Like more lived in and more like a village. The PA one feels more like a town with shops. Both are great but it's fun to compare and contrast.

After the joust we would continue our walk. Going in and out of shops. Jess wanted to get he chair braided. Apparently she's always wanted to try that but it sounded like a nightmare to me. Keeping s tight braid. Paying for it?? No thank you. But she had talked about it and wanted to try it. When we first got to the fair we had checked in and there was a long wait so we would come back after the joust and only had to wait a few minutes. She brushed her hair out and then the girl did the crown braid. But it sort of stuck out on the side and I asked them to fix it and they did a which Jess said thanks for speaking up for her. And it was pretty but I think would have looked nicer with bangs or farther back? I liked the little flowers they put in it. She said she probably won't do it again but was glad she tried. But step for her! I think the pictures of her getting it done look really pretty so if nothing else there is that.

Next was figuring out what to eat. This is always an ordeal and specifically then when it was legit lunch time.We decided based on a short line. And got a ride bowl for Jess and two egg rolls for me. Jess gave me some of the rice. James was trying to get our waters filled but we were struggling. I snapped at James a little and felt bad.i had walked us really far away with our food to try to find somewhere to sit and eat. Eventually fining some rocks next to a bush that were flat. Jess and me would eat while James continued to look for water. Eventually finding it at the first aid station.

I apologized to James when they got back. Jess told me I was being unreasonable when I told her why I was upset and she was correct. I can't expect James to just fix everything. That's not a fair standard. But I was also just a little overheated and overwhelmed. Still no excuse.

I felt better with some water. And it turned out we were standing next to a lady selling lemon sticks. So Jess bought me a lemon stick. Thank you Jess. James ran into a DND friend and that was cool. Was nice to see him. We would also run into Jessica Leibowitz and her friends later in the day. It was cool to see people we knew.

I was struggling with how busy it was though. I would have liked to take more pictures but I was just a little overwhelmed by the amount of people so setting up my phone was to difficult. I tried my best to capture what I could. And I was enjoying looking at stuff in the shops but I also felt like I was constantly in the way. That would be my biggest complain for today. Just to many people. But I still had fun.

Me and Jess were really getting tired though. So we found and open bench to people watch at, while James went to get their own lunch and bring us back a frozen lemonade.

Me and Jess just talked and enjoyed people watching. Even if the sun was to hot. We were both struggling with that today and just being tired. I was having fun but I was frustrated with myself for having such low energy.

James would get a little lost coming back. So in trying to find them we lost our bench. Thankfully found another quick and we sat while James inhaled their sandwich. We told them we weren't in a rush but they felt like they were making us wait. Which was silly. We were both tired and sitting was not a problem.

We would keep walking after that. To a few shops we had missed. To refill our waters at the first aid station. We decided to start walking to the exit. Checking out everything by the front we had missed. We got to try different honey, the mango flower was my favorite. And it was just a lot of fun.

But the day was drawing to an end for us. We were beat. I was excited to take my shoes off in the car.

We walked Jess to her car and I helped her get out of her dress so she didn't have to drive in a corset for 2 hours. And then we went to our car and took all of our stuff off too. I was very happy to take my leggings off. I felt a lot less hot. The day was surprisingly warm in the end.

We ended up driving behind Jess for a few miles. Only losing her when we stopped for gas. She would get home about an hour after us. Safe and sound but extremely tired and sore.

Our drive was much shorter but I was very uncomfortable by the end and just desperately wanted to be home.

When we got back here I found that baby mouse was sitting in the water tray I have for him in there (it's just a jam jar lid) freezing cold. I dried him up as best I could but he was squeaking every time I touched him. About an hour later was when I realized his legs were moving. I don't know what happened. If I did something or what but I feel horrible that he's hurting. He even bit me! To small to break the skin but clearly telling me he was in pain. I fed him and tried to keep him warm. But I am not sure he'll be here tomorrow and it breaks my heart. I just hate to think he's in pain right now. I hope he's at least comfortable in there right now. And he'll pass in his sleep.

I have been resting since we got home. Getting up to take a shower was a struggle. I am just so tired. But at least I am clean now. I have been resting with James for a long time. They had gone out briefly to get milk at the store. But they are home and we are getting ready to sleep.

Tomorrow I hope to have a cozy morning and then my class at awah. I hope that one is fun. I hope it's a very good day. I hope you all have a great night. Send good vibes to baby mouse. That he is peaceful and pain free. I love you all. Goodnight

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randomshyperson · 3 years

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Wanda Maximoff X Reader - The Parent Trap

Summary: When the identical twins Billy and Tommy Maximoff are sent to the same summer camp, they hatch a plan to get their mothers back together by switching places. Or, The Parent Trap AU. / AO3

Warnings: Fluff and a bit of language.

Words: 4.229K

Notes: I want to know if anyone likes this, please tell me your opinion ;) And good reading! By the way, gif is not mine!

Part Two

The whole thing looked suspicious to you. Billy was acting too strange. He didn't run and throw himself on the couch when he got back from camp, or throw his shoes around the house like he always did. He also didn't pick up the basketball reference you made to him in the car. At first you thought maybe it was puberty. But he told you he was tired from the trip, and you messed up his hair, and told him to go get something to eat. When your dog Krypto didn't recognize him, you told him that he needed to change his clothes, because he must be smelling the camp.

Running the vineyard was taking all your time, but you were hoping to spend some time with your boy now that he was back.

You were surprised when your fiancée showed up at your house unannounced. You were trying to find a way to tell Billy about Tabitha. You met her when Billy was at camp, and you hired her as a publicist for the vineyard. And even you yourself were surprised when she asked you out. Many dates later, you were engaged to be married. You tried not to think about it so much, and to remember Tabitha's words, saying that Billy would be happy to have two mother figures, that she would help you take care of him because she had a freer schedule than yours. Honestly, you were surprised that she was in love with you.

Natasha, your best friend and housekeeper, gave you an incredulous and debauched look when you told her about your engagement, but didn't question you. You imagined that she just wanted to make fun of you.

Tabitha told you that you should tell her about the engagement right away, like ripping off a band aid. You were trying to find the right moment.

When you and Billy went out riding, you decided to tell him, hoping that he would be happy. You were a little nervous, finding it strange when he didn't even remember your usual camping trip before the end of the summer, but you thought he was just distracted.

- Hey honey, I want to tell you something. - You said, and he looked away from the vineyard in front of him and looked at you curiously. - What do you think of Tabitha?

- Like what, Mom? - He replies. - Your publicist? Your friend?

- No, dear, just what you think of her as a person. - You clarify a bit awkwardly.

Billy thought for a few seconds.

- Well, she's pretty, has good teeth and nice hair. She can spell. - He replied. - But honestly, Mom, she's a complete stranger to me. Why do you want my opinion?

You hesitated for a moment, and swallowed your nervousness.

- Well, Billy, I'll tell you why. - You said with a trembling voice. - Because believe it or not...

- Race to the house, Mom! - He shouted, interrupting you and riding away at high speed.

You choked in surprise, as you shouted that you were trying to tell him something, but he kept riding away. You mumbled to yourself, as you rode after him.

When you finally reached the house, Natasha was crying. You ran up to her to ask if she was all right, but she just smiled, saying that they were tears of happiness, that Billy was so big and healthy. You frowned in confusion, but you were too distracted in telling your son that you were getting married to think much about it. And then Natasha left the room saying that she was going to prepare a special lunch for you both, and you sat with Billy on the sofa.

- Honey, we need to talk now. - You told him, trying to sound serious and gentle at the same time. Billy just nodded. - Honey, I want to know how you feel about Tabatha being part of the family.

- Part of our family?

- Yes.

- I think it's incredible. - He said, and you felt a wave of relief wash over your body.

- Really?

- Totally, Mom! It's a dream! - he said excitedly. - I always wanted a big sister!

It was as if a bucket of cold water had fallen on your head.

- Honey, I don't... I think you've got it wrong.

- No, mommy! I love it! - He says. - We're going to adopt Tabitha! That's so sweet, Mom.

- No, honey. - You deny it flatly. - I'm not adopting her. I'm marrying her.

It takes a second, and then Billy lets out a mixed exclamation of surprise and anger, getting up from the couch.

- Marry her? That's crazy! - he shouts. - How can you marry someone who is young enough to be my sister?

And then he starts shouting in a language you think is Russian as he paces in circles around the room, and you raise your eyebrows in surprise.

- Honey, calm down! - you ask, pulling him gently towards you. - And since when do you speak Russian?

- I learned it at camp. - He answers quickly, and then assumes an almost hurt expression. - You can't get married, Mama! It will ruin everything!

And he lets go of your grip, rushing out of the room. You let out a sigh of dissatisfaction, thinking about how it all went wrong, and throw yourself on the sofa. Natasha looks at you from the kitchen door.

- That was shameful. - She comments.

- He thought I was going to adopt her. - You retort with your eyes closed and your head against the pillows.

- That's exactly why it was embarrassing. - She scoffs, laughing softly. You don't answer, beginning to feel a slight headache forming.

You barely have time to absorb the whole conversation, when you hear a radio noise in the distance. But a few minutes, and Tabitha enters the room, sitting on your lap.

- Hello, sweetie. - She said - You look stressed.

And then she kissed you, wrapping both hands around your neck. You really just wanted to go back to bed. You let out an unsatisfied sigh, interrupting the kiss. Tabitha looked at you curiously.

- I told Billy about our wedding. - You said, and she seemed excited.

- And how was it?

- Horrible! - you said, upset. - He was furious. He yelled at me in Russian, and I didn't even know he spoke Russian!

Tabitha let out a giggle.

- Take it easy, sweetie. - She said, rubbing her hands on your shoulders. - It's a very common reaction. I'd be worried if he didn't have a reaction like that. - She argues, and begins to deposit kisses against your collarbone. You appreciate the touch, even if they don't really affect you that much. - Let me talk to him. He needs to know that I'm not an enemy.

You let out a low grumble, running your right hand over your eyes.

- Okay, Tabi. - You agree. - But be gentle.

She giggles mischievously, giving you a kiss before getting up. You sink your face into your hands as she leaves, feeling tired.

It's been a few days since you told Billy about your marriage. He hasn't mentioned it again, but he is treating you normally. Tabitha told you that the conversation went well, and you believed her.

Now you are packing your bags, getting ready to go for a weekend in the Hamptons, where Tabitha's parents, whom you haven't met yet, will be staying. You have a strange feeling, as if something is going to happen, but you can't tell what it is.

And when you drive to the hotel, you sit with Billy in the back seat while Natasha drives, and you share some snacks. Billy also begs you to take Krypto, and you agree while ruffling his hair.

Tabitha's parents seem nice, you think. They greet you quite enthusiastically, and you are embarrassed when Tabitha slips her hand to your buttocks for a moment when you hug.

After you check in, you and Tabitha say goodbye to her parents temporarily as they leave toward the bar, and you both make your way to the elevator to your rooms, with Billy and Natasha following a bit behind as they try to get Krypto to obey. Tabitha is particularly needy today, and you wish she wouldn't cling to you so much in such a crowded place, feeling uncomfortable.

As you press the elevator button for your floor, while Tabitha snuggles up to you, you look toward the lobby and widen your eyes in surprise. Your ex-wife, Wanda Maximoff is standing in the center of the lobby, and she waves to you just before the elevator door closes completely. You think you are hallucinating, and wonder if you have finally lost your mind.

Tabitha continues kissing your collarbone, but you are completely disconnected from reality. When you arrive at your room, she pulls you inside, trying to take off your clothes.

- No, darling. I'm sorry. - You deny it, pushing her hands away as you try to think of a plausible excuse. - I need to see if everything is okay with Billy and Nat, okay? We'll see about that later.

Tabitha pouts, but lets you go, strutting sensuously into the bathroom. You smile awkwardly, then leave the room.

You look around as if you're looking for someone, and you really are. And then you bump into Billy in the hallway.

- Hey baby! - You greet him by bending down to his height and putting your hands on his shoulders. - I'm going to go to the lobby. Do me a favor and look after Tabitha for me, will you?

- All right, Mom.

- Oh, honey. - You say hesitantly. - How do I look? Do I look good?

Billy smiles, giving you a thumbs-up.

- You look beautiful, Mom.

- Okay, okay. - You say clumsily, and mess up his hair before heading back toward the elevator.

When you reach the lobby, you look around, trying to locate Wanda around. And you're startled to see Billy again.

- Honey, I thought you were going to keep Tabitha company. - You say, and he looks slightly nervous. But you're not really paying attention.

- I will, Mom. - He says, looking around quickly. - I'm just trying to find her.

- Okay. - You mumble without really listening to him. - I'll walk around here, and see you upstairs.

But then Billy hugs you tight around the waist.

- It's good to see you, Mom. - He whispered, and you frowned in confusion, but smiled, bending down to return the hug quickly.

- It's good to see you too, honey. - You joked, and pulled him away slightly to make sure he was all right. He looked happy.

- It's okay, Mom, you can go. - He said, and you ruffled his hair before heading off in the opposite direction, looking around with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

The hotel was quite large, and you had been looking for many minutes by the time you got to the pool area.

And then you saw her, in all her glory, coming down the stairs on the opposite side from where you were standing. A smile slipped from your lips at the same moment, and you felt your heart race. Wanda looked just as beautiful as the last time you saw her, almost twelve years ago.

Your feet moved automatically, but it seemed that suddenly all the people in the pool area were in your way to get to her. You heard Natasha call out to you, warning you to be careful, but then you are bumping into one of the waiters, stumbling backwards and falling into one of the pools.

You think Billy screamed in surprise, but you kept following Wanda through the water, she noticed you with all this commotion.

Coming out of the pool, completely drenched, you let out a happy sigh as you stopped in front of her.

You should be grinning like an idiot, but Wanda also seemed amazed to see you.

- Wanda. - You sighed.

- Hi Y/N.

- Wow, there you are. - You said, still impressed. Wanda just smiled at you, equally embarrassed. - Sorry, something's happened that I don't know about. I'm completely surprised to see you, but you don't seem surprised to see me at all. - You say and Wanda looks away quickly. - I haven't seen, or known anything about you for ten or maybe eleven years. And suddenly on the same day...

- Hi Mom. - Billy interrupts you, and you look at him in surprise. - I can explain why she's here.

- Honey, do you... do you know who she is?

- Actually, I do. - He says, smiling awkwardly. - And actually, I'm not Billy.

- Actually, I am.

You choke in surprise to see your two twins together, next to each other.

- What... You two...

- You and Mom must think alike, because you sent us to the same camp. - Billy says. You feel your heart racing, still completely in shock. - We met there, and everything came up.

- They switched places, Y/N. - Clarified Wanda beside you.

You let out a sigh.

- You mean I was with Tommy all this time? - you ask with emotion in your voice.

- Well, I wanted to know what you were like. - Tommy said. - And Billy wanted to know what Mom was like. Are you angry?

- Honey of course not. - You denied it by bending down to his height. - I just can't believe it's you, look how much you've grown. - You say happily, pulling him into a tight hug. You pull him away a moment later to look at his face tenderly, running your fingers over his cheeks. - My boy looks so handsome.

Tommy smiles at you, and then releases your grip, returning to his brother's side.

- And you, Billy, have you been in London all this time? - you ask, and he shrugs. You let out a short laugh before hugging him tightly. - I can't believe you're together.

- Mom is awesome, Mom. - Says Billy looking at you. - I don't know how you let her get away.

You laugh uncomfortably, then let him go.

- Boys, let me and your mother talk for a moment, okay? - Wanda asks with a smile. Billy and Tommy nod slightly, and you put your hands in your pockets awkwardly as you and Wanda walk around the pool until you sit on one of the benches, facing each other. You think you should try to stop smiling so much, but this must be the happiest you've been in twelve years.

- I can't believe this. - You comment, biting your lips for a moment. - Seeing them together. Seeing you.

Wanda giggles, a slight redness in her cheeks.

- How are you, Wands? - you ask, and realize that the nickname escapes your lips with ease. - Or does everyone call you Miss Maximoff now?

She smiles, a little awkwardly, denying it with her head.

- My brother still calls me Wands. - She says. - You can call me whatever you like. - She smiles awkwardly.

- And how is Pietro? - you find yourself asking. You were overflowing with curiosity, wanting to absorb as much of Wanda as possible, afraid that she would disappear at any moment. - Is he married?

- Oh no. - She giggles. - Pietro lives with me now. He retired from racing. He goes on casual dates, but he says he doesn't want anything serious.

- You haven't changed a bit. - You comment, looking at her adoringly. God, she looks so beautiful.

- There you are! I've been looking all over for you! - says a female voice startling you both. You look away from Wanda quickly, Tabitha looks at you both with a frown. - Good, you have met. Honey, Miss Maximoff designs wedding dresses, and she's going to make... Wait, how do you two know each other? And honey, why are you all wet?

You and Wanda stand up awkwardly, you run your hand straight down the back of your neck, trying to think how exactly to explain, feeling Tabitha's confused gaze on you.

- You are going to make my fiancee's dress. - You say, turning to Wanda.

- I didn't know she was your fiancée. - She retorts.

- How we met... How I know you... - You turn to Tabitha again, trying to find a way to tell her. - How do you two know each other?

- Sorry, am I missing something here? - Tabitha asks with narrowed eyes.

- You know, this world is so small. - You comment with a wry smile.

- How small? - She replies seriously.

- Hello, Tabitha. - says Tommy, appearing next to the blonde. She greets him back, but then looks at you waiting for your answer.

- How are you? - Billy asks, appearing on the other side, and Tabitha jumps in fright.

- How... - She spins her body around quickly, varying her gaze and finger pointing between Billy and Tommy. - Two of them... How?

- So, did I ever mention that Billy was a twin?

- You forgot that little detail. - She replies with slight irritation in her voice, looking at you and crossing her arms.

- Don't be upset. - said Tommy. - She didn't tell me either. And by the way, I'm not Billy. He is. - He explained. - I was pretending to be him, while he was pretending to be me.

- And that's our other mother over there. - Said Tommy quickly pointing to the redhead next to you. - Wanda Maximoff.

Wanda smiled, but Tabitha didn't look happy at all.

- Is that your mother? - she asked incredulously. The boys nodded in agreement. - Were you two married?

- Yes. - Both of you confirmed clumsily.

- Oh, yes. Small world indeed. - Tabitha says.

- It just got smaller. - You comment nervously.

- And what a coincidence that we are all here together at the same weekend. - She adds wryly, while the boys exchange a mischievous glance. - Can I talk to you privately, Y/N?

You nod slightly as she turns and walks away, and then you turn to Wanda.

- It was ... it's ... good. Good to see you. - You say awkwardly, Wanda smiles and nods slightly. - We... I don't know...

- Go change your clothes and talk to your fiancée. - She pokes you lightly. But her gaze is not malicious. - We'll talk later.

By the time you reached Tabitha, she was already entering the elevators. You think you should be worried, but you just feel uncomfortable. You want to go back to the pool and talk to Wanda. Tabitha doesn't say anything until you are in your suite. Then she yells at you. You think she said something about trust, but you're not really listening. And then Tabitha slams the door on her way out, and you have a smile on your face, thinking of Wanda.

Tommy and Billy insist that the four of you have dinner together. And honestly, you make no effort to find excuses not to go.

And then you find yourself standing in front of the hotel, completely breathless at the image of your ex-wife wearing a red dress that embraces her in all the right places.

You feel embarrassed, not knowing exactly what to say or do, but Wanda lets you hold her arm as you walk together toward the harbor, the boys ahead of you.

And then you approach a big ship, and you feel your heart soar.

- Is that ?

- Yes. - Wanda confirms with a smile, looking as surprised as you are.

Parked in the harbor is the same ship you met twelve years ago. As you walk up the stairs, Wanda asks how the boys managed to get all this, and they just say they pooled their allowance with a little help from Uncle Pietro and Aunt Nat, which makes you and Wanda laugh.

When you arrive at one of the private dining rooms inside the ship, the boys guide you both inside, and you frown as you look at the dining table.

- Darlings, why are there only two chairs? - you ask, looking at your sons. They exchange mischievous glances.

- We're not having dinner with you. - says Billy.

- What? - Wanda asks

- I should have known better. - You make a humorous remark.

- Come on, Mom. Don't be angry. - asks Tommy without looking the least bit sorry for his little plot. - We think you two have a lot to talk about.

You let out a sigh, agreeing. The boys leave a short time later, and you and Wanda sit down at a small table. It is an intimate and romantic dinner, and brings up feelings you have held for a long time.

- Are you okay with this, Wands? - you ask as soon as you are settled at the table. - With dinner I say. With me.

Wanda giggles.

- I'm the one who should be asking you that. - She says. - You're the one getting married.

The teasing makes something in your stomach turn nervously, and you give her an embarrassed smile and look away from her to the table. And then Pietro and Nat enter the room, dressed as waiters, and you both let out surprised exclamations.

- I won't even ask. - You joke, but the two of you just smile politely.

- Good evening, madames. - says Pietro. You notice how much older he looks since you last saw him. - We'll be serving dinner for you tonight.

- And these are the hors d'oeuvres. - Nat says as she places a few items on the table. You look at the dishes with curiosity, and are happy to see that they all look delicious.

They leave next, and you and Wanda exchange a look of amusement. You both sample a few things, and then you find yourself looking at Wanda again. She smiles when she notices.

- You want to ask me something. - she says with a smile. - Just ask.

- It's not a question, I think. - You say after a moment, trying to clarify your thoughts. Being with Wanda makes everything seem like background. - I was just wondering, how did this happen?

Wanda takes a sip of wine, raising her eyebrows slightly.

- What exactly happened? - she replies. - The ship? The children? The dinner?

You giggle, slumping back in your chair.

- Us, Wanda. - You say. - What happened to us?

Wanda looks away from you, looking slightly upset.

- I don't know Y/N. - She answers. - We were so young, immature and so, so temperamental. We both said stupid things. - She says with a slight nostalgia. - And then I left, and you didn't come after me.

She finishes her sentence with a quick sad smile, and you feel your stomach drop.

- I didn't think you would want this.

Wanda shrugged, a glint in her eyes that you couldn't read.

- It really doesn't matter anymore.

And then Pietro and Nat are back with the main courses, and you look away from Wanda quickly, an immense feeling of guilt and regret in your chest.

You have a lot to think about, but it has been so long, and now you had a fiancée, a life that went on without Wanda. You let out a sigh, raising your hand to the glass of wine, and turning it over in your mouth with a single gulp.

You ate in silence for a while, the food was tasty, but you thought you two had become quiet because of the conversation. But then Wanda looked at you again.

- What will happen now that they know? - Wanda asked, and you frowned slightly.

- Why would that be a problem?

- We live in different countries. - She clarified. - What are we going to do, half of the year I stay with Billy, and the other half with Tommy?

You laughed awkwardly, running your hands through your hair.

- Wow, this is a terrible idea. - You declare and Wanda raises her eyebrow slightly. - The kids will never accept this. We'll just have to find a way to make it work.

You're starting to get a migraine thinking about everything.

- Maybe... things could stay the same. - she says. - And then they visit each other on vacation.

You nod in agreement. You hold the smile on your face even as you feel a great wave of nervousness at the thought that it was settled: Wanda would return to London, she would be out of your life again.

You finish dinner in a polite and friendly way, not talking any more. You think you might cry, but you drink more wine to calm your body.

When you and Wanda say good-bye in the hotel lobby, you kiss her cheek, and see in her eyes the same sadness and longing that you have.

You are trying not to get angry with your children, even though they are stubborn brats. You have already checked out of the hotel, and were getting ready to leave, when Tommy and Billy came down from their rooms to say goodbye. And then they matched clothes, and refused to say who is who so that you could leave.

- This is absolutely ridiculous, boys. - You comment next to Wanda. - Your mother will miss her flight.

But your children just kept their arms crossed, and you let out an impatient grumble.

- Kids, what's this about now? - Wanda asked. - Even if I miss the flight, eventually Tommy will come with me.

The boys exchanged a thoughtful look.

- We want everyone together at the camp at the end of the summer vacation. - Said one of the boys, you thought it might be Billy, but you weren't sure.

- And when we get back, we'll tell you who's who. - Completed the brother, maybe this was Billy.

- I have an even better idea! - you exclaim. - You obey your mothers and Tommy goes back to London as we agreed.

And that's how you ended up in a car with Wanda, and your two sons, and your fiancée heading for home. Tabitha was not at all happy about the whole situation.

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