#and when she actually arrives she sees her immediately fall in love with his son and protect and believe him and knew this was the one

[oorevitcejda]

maybe, when luz and hunter had their truce to save the palisman from kikimora and he excitedly started talking about wild magic before he cuts himself off, the titan was watching him too. i mean why wouldnt he? he knew belos killed his brother in cold blood and made grimwalkers with his corpse, so maybe he knew that all the grimwalkers would eventually 'turn' on belos and did try to show them his glyphs after they left/fled/ tried to fight, but bc belos always got to them quickly the titan never had a chance to truly get them to realize the magic is right in front of them. maybe he also likes that luz not only taught the first real victim of Phillip how to use glyphs, but retaught the whole isles how to use glyphs (and then some! since all humans can use glyphs as long as theres a big enough titan around)

[ultralightpoe]

Full House - Eddie Munson

Authors Note: Wow. I think I went too far with these, lmao.

Word Count: 5,258

Warnings: Dad!Eddie. That's it.

Description: Stepdad!Eddie and his girls that gives nothing but Uncle Jesse Vibes.

Part ll HERE

(Thank you for the gif @ionlyeverwantedtobeyourequal )

Enjoy!

(Eddie is not the step dad, he is the dad that stepped up)

Eddie Munson was many things in life. 

Triple senior, Satanic Freak, Dungeon Master, High School Graduate, Vecna survivor, Waynes son, and now Mechanic shop owner. But his favorite title came by accident, a truly brilliant accident of course. 

Nancy and Steve had planned a vacation for themselves, the first vacation they had since the birth of their adorable son Edward…..okay they named their kid Vince but Eddie thought that name was ugly and had spent the past 5 years continuously mocking them over it. So, in everything Eddie, he had named him Edward Jr. this week. 

Anyways, Nancy and Steve were having a very lovely trip at Niagara Falls while the rest of the group watched little man. While Eddie was at work Joyce Byers took him, and when Eddie had gigs Dustin took him and they ‘studied’ together which meant Dustin used him as an excuse to play games rather than study for his senior year. 

It was all going splendidly, until Eddie got a call in the middle of his work shift telling him that he would have to go down to the school immediately since Edward Jr -Vincent, had gotten into a little bit of a fight. 

So Eddie booked it, still in his greased out mechanic suit, a bandana on his head and the biggest concern that Steve’s kid would be kicked out of his school while he was away. What had he done to the kids? Had he broken their noses? Made them bleed?

Here was the problem, Eddie forgot that he was talking about Steve Harrington's kid, so when he arrived at the school to see his nephew bleeding and whimpering he realized the mistake. Vinny had gotten beat up, not the other way. 

“What happened, bud? Who did this to you?” Eddie was gonna fuck a kid up, he was gonna scalp someones son. He was going to absolutely annihilate some random ass boy. 

His nephew whimpers, using the back of his hand to wipe away a fresh tear as Eddie takes a gentle hand to assess the damage. “L/n….” 

Eddie was gonna kill this L/n punk. “What’d he do? He been bullying you?”

“You must be Mr. Harrington.” A saccharine voice fills the air, drawing his attention up to an older woman with narrowed eyes. 

“No, I’m Vinny’s uncle actually. Eddie Munson.” He introduces himself, holding out a hand which the woman glares at, and he realizes then that he was still covered in grease. So he pulls his hand back, embarrassed and nervous. “Sorry about that, rushed from work-”

“Never mind that. Let’s go.” The teacher nods her head. “You too Vincent.”

Eddie, now partially annoyed by the use of his nephews full name in such a tone, grabs his hand into his own and follows the old bat into the office where two more three more figures sit. The sight before him makes him stop, blinking slowly as a heat crosses his skin. 

Was he blushing? Shit, he was. 

Sat in the chair is the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, with a small baby in her lap and a small girl softly crying sitting on the edge of the chair, hiding half her face in the womans shoulder. 

“Have a seat Mr. Minson.” The old bat snaps, moving around the desk to sit in the cushioned chair. 

“Munson.” Eddie corrects, sitting in the chair beside yours while trying to keep it cool. Vinny takes the arm of the chair, holding onto some of the fabric of Eddie’s jumpsuit tightly. The woman blatantly ignores him as she shuffles around some of the papers on her desk. So Eddie turns to you slowly, holding out his hand again. “Eddie Munson.”

“Y/n L/n.” You smile, taking his hand in your own. “I am so sorry about your son-”

“I prefer the parents not to talk until I explain.” Old bat snaps out making Eddie sit up straighter. “I brought you both in here because it seems that Motley has violently assaulted Vinn-”

“ASSAULTED?! They are 5!” You snap out as the girl, Motley, begins crying which leads the little baby in your lap to start crying as well. And right on cue Vinny himself starts crying. 

“Woah woah woah.” Eddie starts, pulling his nephew closer. “Bud, why don’t you explain what happened here?”

“She hit me!”

“He pushed me!”

“And then she bit me!”

“He pulled my hair!”

“Okay, ease it up.” You sigh, rubbing Motley’s back in soothing circles. “I am so sorry about your son, and I will totally get if you’re upset but they are 5 and I don’t really know about the assault word-”

“Miss. L/n.” Old bat interrupts but Eddie shakes his head. He will just handle this just as Nancy liked to parent. 

“What can make this better, huh Vinny? Like your dad always says, an apology?”

“Y-yeah….” Vinny whimpers which makes Eddie smile and imitate the whimper voice. “Yeah?”

“Do you think you can apologize, Motley?” You ask and Motley sticks out her tongue to Vinny.  Eddie tries to hold in his laugh at this, the little metal head was not backing down. “Motley.”

“Fine. I’m sorry Vincent.” She snaps out. “But the next time you pull my hair-”

“I think we got it.” Eddie laughs, picking his nephew up. “Let’s go get some ice cream and forget all about it.”

He smiles at the principal before tearing out of the room, keeping Vinny held above the ground as he rushes out of the school. He is rushing too fast to hear you calling behind him, until they make it out of the school. 

“Wait! Sir-” He turns, blushing wildly as he attempts a smile. You smile back, still holding the little baby in your arms and Motleys hand. “I am so sorry about all of that. Motley has been a bit…. Aggressive since her dad left. How about we all go get ice cream and it’ll be on me today?”

And then Eddie, as terrible as it is, gets excited. That meant your single, single and very pretty. So he smiles. “Sounds metal to me.”

The giggle that escaped Motley makes him happy. 

Soon enough Eddie found his entire world wrapped around his three ladies. You, the little 5 year old named Motley and the little baby Ziggy. (Both named after rock music. You don’t like it then name em something else.) 

His life did an entire tilt and he found himself going from the freak to being ‘Daddy Eddie’ as his girls liked to call him. 

- 

“Lemme get the straight.” Eddie starts, holding up one finger and leaning back as he takes in the scene before him, Motley covered head to toe in flour and smiling from ear to ear. “The bag of flour just happened to knock down from the shelf and fall on you?”

“Yup.” The girl nods, still smiling. 

“And you don’t know how the step stool got there?”

“It was there when I walked by.” She shrugs. 

“I see. And you didn’t know that we hid the cookies on that shelf?”

“You do?!” She feigns shock, bringing both hands up to slap her cheeks. “What a coincidently.”

“Yeahhhhh. What a coincidently.” He imitates, bringing his own hands up to slap his cheeks in shock, trying very hard not to laugh at this entire thing. From her covered in flour, or her grammar and especially not the innocent act. Do not laugh. Do not laugh.

  “Motley! What did you do?!” You cry, coming into the kitchen in the pajama shorts Eddie loved so much, to see your daughter covered in your flour. 

You had both been in bed…..snuggling….. When you heard the sound of bowls falling. 

“I am innocent!” Motley cries, waving her hands like she truly could not believe you would think it was her. 

“She’s innocent!” Eddie follows, doing the same as her. “Tell her you want a lawyer, Mot.”

“Motley, do not-”

“I want a lawn mower!” She snaps out before you could warn her away from it. The room falls silent for a second after her words slip out and both you and Eddie try to control yourselves, but before you know it you are cracking up. 

Tears springing from your eyes as you cackle, Eddie finds himself using one arm to lean against the wall as his other arm holds his ribs, pained to be laughing so hard. 

“What’s so funny?” Motley asks, a puff of flour blowing out as she giggles herself which just sends you and Eddie into yet another laughing fit.  “Mama! Daddy Eddie!” 

“What Mot?” You laugh, swiping the tears from your eyes. 

“You’re being mean!” “Aww, we’re sorry Motty.” Eddie coos, moving closer as you do as well. Before she knows it you are both launching to hug and kiss at her, covering both of you with flour as she giggles and screams to escape. 

Eddie steals her another cookie before you take her to the bathroom to shower her off, you both lay with her to read for bed before you lead him back to your room, taking a shower together before going to bed yourselves. 

- 

Eddie was completely at peace, laying on the couch after a long day at work, with Ziggy laying on his chest slobbering all over his shirt. Motley laid on his legs, her head shoved between his hip and the couch as she snored away. 

They were sick, and you were in the kitchen making some chicken soup. Eddie had been in charge of getting them showered and ready for dinner, the only problem was the steam from the shower had cleared their noses which meant about 10 minutes of getting them both to blow into a tissue. And by the time that was done all their energy was gone, so he led them to the couch to lay with them and try to ease their whimpers. 

They passed out soon after and he was trapped in a pile of heat from their fevers and their slobbering snores. But he was at ease right here, their warmth making him just as tired. One hand rubbing Ziggy’s back while making sure she didn’t roll off his chest while the other hand slowly rubbed Motley's scalp. 

Before he knew it he slowly began falling asleep himself, and by the time he woke up he felt your fingers rubbing his forehead very very softly, a small smile playing on your lips. 

“Do you want me to grab them?” You whisper, which makes him shake his head. 

“Let em sleep, they don’t feel good.” He whispers back, turning bleary eyes to Ziggy who was currently crawling her way up his chest, she whimpers and whines until she is able to put her mouth around his nose. The gums touch his skin as she sucks on his nose, and he laughs slowly. “Apparently she is teething too.”

“I’ll go grab her ice pack.” You laugh, moving to the kitchen to grab it as Motley wakes up. 

“Daddy…. I hurt.” She whines and he nods, sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the couch to give her room to get up, she does and quickly crawls until her head is in his lap. 

“You want some soup? Huh pretty girl? Maybe we can listen to Elvis before bed.” He offers, watching a small smile break out on her face that she tries to hide. Eddie teases her by leaning to see it and laughing when she covers her mouth. Then he pulls out the big guns, taking up the Elvis voice as he stares at her. “Let’s go eat some soup sweetie pie.”

“Hunka hunka burning love!” She giggles, jumping up to dash to the kitchen, when she passes you she nearly knocks you over but you manage to lean out of the way just in time. 

“What’s the rush?”

“Promised her Elvis after dinner.” Elvis was the king of rock, which albeit wasn’t the rock that Eddie liked, but Motley had grown overly obsessed with him lately and he was cool with that. Anything his girl wanted. 

- 

Blurb song inspo hereeeee . 

The opening of King Creole began, Motley stood on yours and Eddie's bed wearing his sunglasses and his leather jacket. She held a ukulele he had found from a garage sale, and thought it was the perfect size for her to play guitar. 

Ziggy stood on the ground, using his nightstand to help herself stand as she swung her butt up and down to the music. 

Eddie stood by the bed, with his guitar in both hands as Elvis Presley's song blasted through the speaker, wearing his newer leather jacket and a random pair of shades he found on the dresser that he was sure belonged to you.  Motley giggles loudly as Eddie sings the lyrics, playing his guitar to it as Motley pretends to play guitar as well. 

You were at the store and Eddie was supposed to be practicing for his gig coming up, and when you left he had Ziggy set up in her little play crib before Motley came in with the leather jacket on. One thing led to another and they all were playing along. 

“There’s a man in New Orleans who plays rock n roll!” Eddie sings, leaning in at the same time Motley does so their noses press together and then leaning back as she does and shimmying their shoulders. 

They sing and scream, dancing along as you pull back into the driveway. When you come in to get his help to carry in the groceries you are surprised by the loud music, even more surprised by the Elvis playing with the Metal twist to it. 

“Eds?” You call from the door, watching both him and your daughter shimmy their butts to you as they sing before you lean and stop the music which makes them both twist quickly to find you. 

“MAMA!” Motley cries, excitement crossing her face as she whips his glasses off, dropping the ukelele on the bed and launching into your arms. “Daddy Eddie was teaching me guitar!”

“I see that.” You laugh, keeping a hold of her as you lean to kiss Eddie, laughing when you see him in a pair of overly feminine glasses. “Nice look baby.”

“I thought they were very metal.” He laughs, kissing your lips softly, holding your jaw before Motley groans out a ‘ewwwww’.

“Did you like the music?” You laugh, looking down at her. “Even Daddy’s guitar.”

“He made the song better!” She laughs before you set her down. 

“Go get ready. We are having Vinny and his parents over.” At your words she groans, rolling her eyes which makes Eddie laugh out and reach a ringed hand to pull one of her pigtails lightly. 

“What’s with the attitude, pretty girl? Your rock n’ roll career is already getting to you?” He laughs, leaning to kiss her cheek before sliding off his jacket, moving to pick Ziggy up and make his way down the hall as his baby girl giggles happily. 

“I hateeeee Vinny.” Motley groans, following behind and snatching the chain that hangs from his pants to slow him down. “Daddy Eddie, pweaseeee.”

“Ohhhh, not the puppy eyes!” He whines, looking up to the ceiling. 

“No!” You call, covering her eyes. “Not this time.”

- 

Eddie sat on the floor of the living room with his back to the couch, water dripping from his hair onto his exposed chest as Motley sat behind him taking a brush through his hair over and over. He wore a towel around his hips, keeping him covered waist down but all his tattoos exposed as rubbed lotion on them, allowing Motley to have fun playing makeover with his hair. 

You sat near him, your feet in his lap as you read through a book you have promised yourself you would finish for months now.. Ziggy played with her toy blocks near as well, babbling along to the movie that played on the tv. 

Nights like this were perfect, no hustle and bustle and he got to spend time with his favorite girls. 

He rubbed some lotion on the bat tattoos, not really paying attention to what was happening around him only to be interrupted by a sharp gasp falling from your lips. Instantly he is sitting up grunting a bit when the brush Motley was holding puls his hair. 

“What? What’s wrong?” “Ziggy is-” But he already sees her, wobbling as she tries to stand without using anything to help her, blabbering quickly. Excitement courses through him as he sits up, Motley giggling behind him. 

It takes her a moment but she stands, turning to you and Eddie with a tiny smile. “Come here. Come of Stardust.”

Eddie coos gently and Ziggy wobbles, moving to take a step before landing on her butt. 

“It’s okay. It’s okay baby. Try again.” You coo, reaching your arms out. Ziggy giggles and picks herself up again, and once again she tries to take a step. Then, still giggling, she walks. 

Clumsy and heavy, she takes step after step until she falls into Eddie’s arms while everyone coos around her. 

“Da-Ed-ay.” She giggles and Eddie’s heart stops. Oh my god. 

“Did she just….” He gasps out as you tear up beside him. 

“Mix your name and daddy as her first word. Indeed she did.” You laugh, moving forward to kiss his cheek as he pulls Ziggy in to kiss her face all over.  

“THAT’S MY GIRL!”

- 

Eddie was beginning to get a little pissed off, his body thrumming with it as he watches his girls very closely. He keeps a firm hold on the neck of his guitar to fight the urge to punch someone in the face. 

That someone was Gareth. 

His band hadn’t had much exposure to kids, he knew this. The closest any of them had been to a kid was Jeff’s sister and she was only 2 years younger than her brother. So when Eddie had introduced his girls to them they hadn’t really known what to do. But he assumed they would get used to it by now. 

But his friends hadn’t. In Fact they did nothing but complain when Eddie showed up to band rehearsal with Ziggy on his arm and Motley's hand held within his own. She twisted his rings around, smiling from ear to ear when they walked up to the boys. 

Motley had been worried and had taken far too long to pick an outfit since she wanted to look as cool as Daddy Eddie and his friends. She ended up choosing the Hellfire shirt Dustin had made for her 6th birthday and his older jacket, she even let him braid her hair. And when they walked up she gave them a well rehearsed devil look, even sticking her tongue out just like Eddie does whenever she is throwing a fit. 

The only problem was Gareth and Paul both groaned outwardly, Jeff was the only one that seemed to try and smile, shaking his hand in an awkward wave. Eddie, now irritated and tense simply explains “Y/n had to go and help Nancy with something, I offered to take the angels.”

“Of course you did.” Paul scoffs, turning to grab a beer from the fridge with Gareth and Jeff in tow. Eddie bends down so he was level with Motley, rubbing her arm. 

“Don’t take those geeks to heart, yeah? They’re just nervous. You scare them.” He smiles which makes her smile. 

“It’s okay Daddy Eddie. Papa never liked when I bothered him either. We’ll stay out of the way.” She shrugs, kissing his cheek and taking her chalk set to the sidewalk before he places Ziggy on the couch. 

The papa comment unnerved him and he was already defensive. He didn’t like that they were in a situation that they could remotely compare to their deadbeat dad. It made him sad. 

They start practicing, but soon enough Motley is running up and dancing around in the garage as they play. “PLAY TIFFANY!” 

“Whose that?” Jeff asks, covered in sweat. 

“Please tell me it’s not that teenager that sings ‘I think we’re-’” Just as Gareth starts groaning, Motley begins singing and dancing to it. 

‘Ithinkwe’realonenow. There doesn’t seem to be anyone around!”

“Stop stop stop!” Paul snaps. “This is band practice. You can’t just-”

“I think we should play it.” Jeff smiles. “You have the tape Eddie?”

Of course he had the tape, it was Motley's favorite song at the moment. So, with a deep sigh since he already knew he would get shit for it he pulls the tape from his pocket, holding it in the air between two fingers. 

Gareth sighs, snatching it from him and taking it to the stereo system. 

An hour later and many snide comments, Eddie was about to lose it.  Motley had, at some point, gotten a little upset and chose to sit on the couch with Ziggy who was beginning to get whiny and sad. She hadn’t napped all day and Eddie knew it was time to call it a day before he punched one of his friends. 

“I think I’m gonna get the little ones home.” He mumbles, grabbing the tape from the speaker and putting it in the case as he looks over to where his girls were. Ziggy had her pre-cry face on and Motley was half asleep in the cushions. Eddie shuddered at the thought of how many times Gareth had sex on that thing. 

“Next time don’t bring the rugrats and we can practice actual music.” Gareth scoffs and that tight string in Eddie finally snapped. He pushes closer to his friend, getting in his face as one hand snatches itself in his shirt tightly and in a threatening way, his other hand holding the tape up to his friend's face. 

“THIS IS MUSIC!” He screams, eyes wild before he shoves his friend back and takes a deep breath, turning to where his daughters sit. “Come on, pretty babies. Let’s go make dinner.”

He scoops Ziggy up, then Motley, casting one more glare to his friends before walking off. 

- 

“I cannot believe they would be such assholes. To MY nieces.” Steve scoffs, hands on his hips as he stands next to Eddie. Tonight was the school recital, so both of them were dressed up to attend. 

Steve had dressed himself in a button up with a nice sweater, making sure to match Nancy who was carrying their 3rd kid, the blue of the dress making her light up. Meanwhile Eddie chose a button up with his leather jacket, or well Motley had demanded he wear the leather jacket because it was a part of the look. 

 You, as per usual, looked truly stunning. He made sure to keep a hand on your hip or the small of your back to make sure everyone knew you were with him, that’s right. Eddie the freak munson had the hottest woman around and two of the prettiest and most talented daughters in the world. 

“That’s what I’m saying!” Eddie sighs. “Talking to my girls like that?”

“They are just jackasses who can’t even play guitar.” Steve scoffs once more, looking past Eddie to check the door. “Ah, there they are. DUSTIN! ERICA!”

Dustin spots them, smiling as he holds Erica’s hand and shuffles closer to them. “Is Mike coming?”

“No. He has a date to make El jealous.” Nancy laughs. 

“Where is El tonight?”

“Going out with Max.” Nancy explains, and Eddie feels you tense under his hand. He casts you a quick look to make sure you’re okay, watching Ziggy lay her head on your chest as she plays with your necklace. 

“You good?” 

“Yup.” Your answer is clipped, and Ziggy lifts her head up to copy you with a ‘yupyup.’

“Where’s Lucas?” Steve asks Erica, leaning to kiss her forehead. 

“He had an away game. Asked us to film it.”

“Then asked me to stop dating his sister.” Dustin laughs which makes Steve and Eddie break out in their own fit of laughter. 

“Da-Ed-ay.” Ziggy giggles, reaching for him so he grabs her quickly, kissing her lips to make her happy. 

“I’m sorry? Did she just mix daddy and Eddie?” Steve gasps and Eddie shrugs. 

“I’m telling ya, my girls are geniuses.” He smiles, leading you into the auditorium so watch Motley's recital. 

He sits with Ziggy on his lap, holding your hand tightly in his own as Steve pulls out a camera and squats in the aisle to film everything. 

Motley and Vinny come up to do their dance, the audience laughing loudly when Motley steps on Vinnys foot after he tries to trip her. They both blush, Vinny takes a bow and Motley holds up a rock sign, which makes Eddie cheer loudly and stand up to yell for her. 

- 

Song Inspo for this blurb hereeeeee 

“Aruba, Jamaica, ooo I wanna take her.” Eddie sings, holding Ziggy on his shoulders easily as he dances with you. The Hawaiian shirt you picked out for him is light on his skin as the sun beats down on you both, the sweat from the day sticking to him. 

This was the fourth of July celebration, everyone in the group met at the beach to enjoy the day…… which meant Steve had shown up at 4 am to save the spot. Eddie had already applied sunscreen onto Motley and Ziggy twice, you had done it three times and you both were still scared that the girls would burn. 

You had gotten Ziggy the cutest toddler beach outfit, that included a purple swimsuit; hat; and sunglasses. And his baby girl looked absolutely rocking. 

Then Motley got her very own swimsuit, inspired by her favorite artist of the time Tiffany, and Eddie (who had been practicing braiding hair for weeks, your scalp was sore.) had put her hair into two pleats that she had proudly shown to her Aunt Robin who had spent the next 30 minutes complimenting her favorite niece. 

“Daddy Eddie! Come swim!” She yells out, running up to him. “Puh-lease!”

Now here was the problem, Eddie hated showing his abdomen in front of his friends. It was easy for Steve, who liked to say the scarring was Tom Cruise's amount of cool. Eddie however had never shown them how disgusting his scars were. 

“Daddy daddy daddy.” She calls, jumping up and down as Vinny dashes past to get to Dustin. “We’re gonna play chicken and I need my daddy.”

“Maybe Uncle Lucas can help you.” He mumbles, squatting down with Ziggy still on his shoulders, the toddler pulling at his hair sharply as she blubbers. 

“I don’t want Uncle Lucas. I want my daddy! Only you can help me!” She cries, grabbing his arms. His heart melts, and he tries to smile. 

“Okay pretty girl. Let me get Ziggy settled.” He sighs and she lights up, dashing to go tell Vinny as Eddie moves to hand you Ziggy. 

“I’m gonna help El set out the food. Be careful.” You mumble, leaning to kiss his lips before moving to the table as Ziggy waves over your shoulder. Eddie takes his shirt off, rubbing his abdomen in worry as he makes his way to the water where Motley now stood. 

“See?! My daddy has cool ass scars because he’s awesome and he’s gonna kick your slimy little ass.” Motley brags to Dustin, who stares at her with wide eyes that make Eddie laugh. 

“Language, pretty girl.”

“Sorry.” She blushes, turning back to Dustin. “My daddy has sick scars and he’s gonna beat your toothless ass.”

“Woah.”

And suddenly Eddie felt a little better about his scars, smiling from ear to ear as he lifted Motley up, dashing into the water to help her win a game of chicken.

- 

Thanksgiving was spent at yours and Eddies house, after hours in the kitchen and a quick fit from Motley you had fully prepped the table. 

Now everyone sat around it, trying not to laugh as Dustin tries to convince you to eat the mac n cheese he made, practically shoving the spoon in your mouth. 

“No! I eat that and I die!” You laugh, slapping the spoon away. 

“Who would take care of the kids?” Jonathan gasps in fake astonishment. “Me right?”

“You’d only get the kids if Lucas died.” You shrug which makes Lucas smile in triumph.

“I knew it-”

“And you only get my girls if Erica dies.” Eddie interrupts. “And that’s if Dustin is dead.”

A laugh tears from your throat as Dustin claps, but you’re quick to stop him. “And that’s if Steve is dead.”

“And if Steve has them then Nancy is dead.” Eddie laughs. 

“Who has to die for me to get them?!” Mike asks, face red and puffy. El laughs and Max rolls her eyes. 

“Let me guess, if Nancy has them then I am dead?” Max scoffs, and you go a bit tense. 

“Well in this entire hypothesis that means I am dead, so that’s a bit mean.” Eddie giggles. “Because if my girl is dead then they go to me.”

“No they wouldn’t.” Max laughs, which makes the table go a little quiet. “They’d go to their dad.”

“What?” Eddie asks as Motley giggles out a “PAPA!”

He turns to you, eyes wide. “That true?”

“Technically yes.” You mumble out, looking extremely guilty. “But only because-”

Eddie doesn’t want to hear anymore, he slams his silverware down and storms down the hall, slamming the door loudly. 

“Y/n, I’m so sorry-” Max starts, only to have you glare at her and move to grab Ziggy. 

- 

It had been a week since Eddie talked to you, he slept on the couch and only talked to the girls. The only communication he had with you was through the girls, and that was it. 

He made them pancakes, and took them to school and daycare. 

Right now he sat in Ziggys nursery as he tried to get her ready for the day, her only in a diaper as he sat in front of her. 

“Aw, come on. Gimme a smile, little baby.” He coos, wiggling his shoulders. “It’s such a cute dress and you know you want to wear it. Huh?”

“No, Da-Ed-ay.” She giggles. “Wuv yu.”

“Aww. I wuv yu too.” He laughs. “In fact I love you THIS MUCH!”

He opens his arms out wide which makes her giggle. “How much do you love me?”

“Dis Muck.” She giggles, opening her own arms wide. 

“Our arms are open, we gotta hug.” He laughs, pulling her in quickly which makes her scream and giggle, pushing him away as he kisses her stomach over and over. 

“PAPA IS HERE!” Motley screams from the living room which makes Eddie whip his head around to the door that had been closed. 

What? “MOMMY! MOMMY MOMMY! IT’S PAPA!” 

Eddie stands up quickly, Ziggy in his arms as he swings the door open, meeting your shocked face as you come up the stairs. 

“Did she say-?” He starts.

“I’m hoping not.” But as you are saying it there is a knock on the front door. So Eddie makes his way to the living room with Ziggy in his arms as you run to catch Motley before she answers the door. 

Choosing to do it yourself, Eddie watches with his heart in his stomach as the door swings open and he is met with-

No.Fucking. Way.

Part ll HERE

(Would y'all want a part 2? If you send in requests for blurbs or scenarios of Eddie and the girls I will 100% write them. Send em in.)

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[hazbinwhoree]

Adam x f!reader

after a one night stand with Adam, around a month or two later she reveals she’s pregnant with his kid..

his reaction and maybe his life when the baby arrives him failing at changing a diaper

him falling asleep on the couch watching tv with his baby on his chest with a tiny spot of drool on his shirt 🥹

bonus

Lute holding the child and then the baby pukes on her

Father Adam

Adam and (Name) had been friends for a long time. Just friends. Until one drunken night, they can’t pretend anymore, and they hookup. The one night stand shakes their friendship, and they don’t talk nearly as much over the next two months.

That’s why Adam is so surprised when he opens his door to find (Name) in tears.

“(Name), what’s wrong?” “Can I come in? You should maybe sit down for this.”

Adam has absolutely no idea what (Name) is about to throw at him, letting her in and sitting next to her on his couch. (Name) pulls something out of her pocket and hands it to Adam. Adam felt the world stop. It was a pregnancy test. A positive pregnancy test.

He’s silent for a long minute before shakily asking, “You’re sure it’s mine?”

(Name) hits his arm. “Yes, I’m sure, you’re the only guy I’ve fucked in like a year.”

Adam is silent again, before snapping out of his daze and taking (Name)’s hands into his. “I… I love you.” The tension that had been between them since the one night stand was finally put into words.

Tears poured down her face as she threw her arms around Adam’s neck. Adam pulled her into his lap and (Name) buries her face in his neck. “I love you too.”

The nine months flew by, Adam and (Name) learning to live as a couple before they had to learn how to live as parents.

Luckily, years of friendship made it easy, and their relationship had very few bumps.

Adam was fast asleep when he was abruptly awoken by (Name) shaking him, telling him when he woke in a small, scared voice, “My water broke and I’m having contractions.”

19 hours later, their son was born. Adam, the egotistical bitch he is, insisted on naming their son Adam as well. (Name) allowed it, and they celebrated the arrival of Adam Jr.

They took him home a day later, and Adam basically went through the five stages of grief. He loves his kid and he’s proud to be a father of a child he actually wanted, but he realizes he has no idea how to be a dad, and is now worried he’s going to fuck up his son.

(Name) assures him he won’t fuck up their child and Adam finds himself believing her.

The first night, Adam sleeps straight through the baby crying. The second night, the same thing happened. The third night, (Name) shook him awake and grumbled “Your turn.”

Adam drowsily made his way to the nursery, and crying baby at three in the morning was now his least favorite thing. He sighed, picking his son up out of his crib and carrying him with him to the kitchen.

He bounced and shushed baby Adam while he prepared a bottle of milk. Thank god it was simple enough, all he had to do was heat it up. When he was done and bringing the bottle to his son’s lips, he immediately stopped crying and Adam sighed in relief.

Adam never woke up from the baby crying, he slept like a rock, but (Name) would wake him up and they took turns with the night feedings.

Once Adam half woke up to see (Name) breastfeeding their son in bed next to him. “Me next,” he murmured, before promptly passing back out.

The one thing Adam couldn’t seem to get a handle on was changing diapers. His son had peed on him twice. And something about baby poop smelled especially bad, and he gagged everytime he had to change a poop diaper.

He was such a baby about it that (Name) did most of the diaper changes.

Three months in, and (Name) had two favorite memories.

The first one was when she’d come home from the store to find Adam asleep on the couch, baby Adam asleep on his chest. Despite being knocked out, Adam still had a secure grip on the baby. They were both drooling. Like father like son.

The second was when Lute was holding baby Adam and finally getting comfortable holding a baby when he suddenly threw up on her shirt.

Adam thought it was hilarious. Lute did not.

Adam isn’t the world’s greatest dad by any means, but he’s trying his best.

[aurumacadicus]

Listen, Steve is grateful he gets to work at a Stark-funded hospital. He is. Not only is the prestige of working there even for a year going to carry him through his entire career, but if he stays for five years, the Maria Stark Foundation will pay off all of his student loans. Their clientele are people typically in poverty and he loves that he can help the less fortunate. It's all he ever wanted to do after watching his single mother scrimp and save as a nurse just to make sure they had a roof over their heads. He would never do anything to jeopardize his position or the reputation of the hospital.

"That custodian is going to be the reason you're fired," Natasha declares, and both Clint and Bucky spin from their nursing charts just in time to watch Steve almost fall over as he attempts to get one more glimpse of Tony's ass as he pushes his cart, whistling, toward the elevator. "Is this your way of getting out of the gala? Getting shit-canned the day before?"

"Are you going to tattle on me to Dr. Potts?" Steve asks her bluntly.

Natasha says nothing for several minutes, mulling the idea over in her head. Finally, though, she mutters, "I guess you're better than Hammer. He actually put his hands on Tony."

Steve doesn't know how to respond, because he'd only gotten his position after Dr. Hammer had groped Tony one too many times (apparently Tony had never reported it? It had actually been one of the nurses) and got fired for it. Again, he's grateful for the position, but he knows other doctors would shank him for the opportunity. He's just looking, but maybe he shouldn't look? Tony isn't a piece of meat. He's a respected member of the hospital staff.

Tony stops and bends over to pick up a piece of garbage on the floor, and even Natasha whimpers as his pants lovingly cup each of his cheeks.

Luckily, they're saved by one of the PR interns coming out of a hospital room and chirping, "Are you going to the gala tomorrow, Mr. Tony?"

"Peter how many times do I have to tell you," Tony begins, sighing, then shakes his head. "Yes, my mother is finally forcing me to show up for the gala."

Steve does a minute fist pump, and Bucky immediately drags him into a noogie that makes him squawk about his hair in probably the most unattractive manner possible.

--

"Gala" is probably too fancy a term for it. Unlike the Foundation galas, where the Stark family squeezes donations from the other wealthy elite for all they muster, this is more of a get-together between other hospitals to compare notes. Women are in cocktail dresses and the men are a healthy mix of suits and slacks-and-polos. The only people really decked out in formal wear are those with the foundation.

Steve is trying to be very casual as he keeps an eye out for Tony. He hasn't seen him yet, but he's hoping to ask Tony for at least one dance. Dr. Potts had said Tony liked to dance when he'd been talking with her and Natasha at the start of the gala. (She'd made really deliberate eye contact with him when she'd said so, too, so Steve figures she at least approves of him??? Even if she also kind of scares him.)

"Oh my God," Bruce whispers, wine dripping down his chin. He's gone ashen.

Steve and Thor turn to see what he's looking at, and Steve immediately understands. He feels as if he's just been simultaneously punched in the gut and head.

Because Mrs. Stark has finally arrived at her gala, dressed to the nines and yet somehow making everyone feel at ease in their own clothes. She's being escorted by a handsome man in a tuxedo.

The man looks a lot like Tony from the custodial department. But Mrs. Stark keeps loudly and proudly announcing that he's her son.

"I'm so fired," Steve whispers, voice cracking, as Bucky finally steps up beside him and claps him on the shoulder.

[riyangiis]

royalty, or loyalty?

han yujin, the prince soon to be king, falls in love with a commoner knowing it would get him in trouble. he needs to convince his father to let them stay together.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 , han yujin x f!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 , angst, fluff, birthday special

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 , royalty!au, lowercase intended, established relationship, yujin has daddy issues, mentions of headaches, crying, overthinking, bad parenting, mentions of marriage, not proofread, lmk if I should add more!!

𝐰/𝐜 , 5.2k

[ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: the characters in this fan fiction are not based on real people, everything in here is purely fictional. ]

𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 !

"han yujin, I warned you not to get closer to that peasant!?"

echoes of a deep voice shouting can be heard all around the large room with fancy designs. the sound of a disappointed father scolding his son. one that yujin is familiar with, but makes his ears want to bleed and go deaf.

"you're going to be the next ruler of this kingdom, yet you decide to be with that.. commoner?! you don't know if she's just with you for the gold, for the fame?!"

this peasant his father speaks of, the commoner. is so much more than that. she helped him on how to deal with his problems even though she had little to no experience, she was with him at his lowest when no one was, she was everything.

if anything, he's extremely glad that he met [name]. yujin was way beyond grateful. he was glad that he sneaked out to get fresh air in the river.

today was exhausting, yujin just got scolded by his father again for something he messed up. I guess you could say he's used to this. still, he feels down. the amount of times his father got disappointed at him, is he that bad? he was never that hard on his younger brother.

what did he do wrong to not get that exact treatment? was it because his father was more strict on him because he was the heir to the throne? sometimes he wished swapped places with his brother instead.

yujin looks at the window, the forest is beautiful. he never got to go and play like an actual child outside. he never got to see the beautiful scenery in front, not even see his own reflection in the river. everything was just lessons, events, "stay inside the castle for your safety". it was tiring.

he wonders, what if he actually went outside? he knows it's prohibited but it wouldn't hurt to try.. prince minjoo tried it multiple times and never got caught! what about the guards you ask? yujin knows his way around the castle, his home. he knows a few secret tunnels and how to not get caught by the tight security.

after a little while, finally escaping the castle and getting a taste of the fresh breeze and the calming atmosphere of the forest, his hands were a little sweaty worrying about how he would get caught and scolded by his father again.

yujin checks the most recent map the guards have of the forest, he checks the path needed to go through in order to arrive at the river. this is quite literally the first time he went in the forest. by himself. he explores around the forest to try the experiences he missed out on. why did they prevent him from going to the forest?

he finally made his way to the river. yujin starts to get a little cold by the cold breeze, but it's definitely refreshing. he sits down on the grass and puts his hand inside the water, it's cold. just as expected. yujin tries to take a look at his reflection in the mirror. wow, he forgot how attractive he is.

he then checks his surroundings to see if anyone is near him. he spots a girl that looks near his age, sitting not so far away from him. she hasn't seemed to notice him yet, instead just drifting off in her own world.

'is there someone staring at me?'

the girl then becomes alert and checks if there's anyone near her. she spots yujin staring at her, he gets shy and looks away immediately.

'oh, it's just him.'

she's relieved that it's not some creep. although, the boy looks familiar. but the girl never saw him around the town, not even once. she then starts thinking about where she has seen the boy before, then..

'wait, is that the crown prince?!"

she swiftly turns her head to see yujin putting his entire hand inside the water. others would think he's a weirdo, but it's sort of understandable since you barely see him go outside, just on special occasions.

'what's he doing here?'

you look at him again, confused, rubbing your eyes and continuously blinking to make sure you weren't hallucinating. yujin looks back to you and sees that you're staring at him, he blushes and gets shy all of a sudden. he never really interacted with people that much, especially commoners.

you're still looking at him. he figured that he should just suck it up and talk to you. he can't put on a bad impression in front of someone, even if he's literally sneaking out.

"uh, hi.. I'm yujin, what's your name?.."

now you feel like you're delusional, like it's a dream. the crown prince? making small talk with you? the atmosphere feels even more awkward than before, yujin feels embarrassed after you didn't reply to him.

"oh, my bad.. ehh, your majesty..? my name is [name]. you don't have to introduce yourself, everyone knows you.."

you feel even more embarrassed knowing that you just made a fool out of yourself in front of yujin. this is ridiculous, you feel like sinking in a volcano right now.. yujin feels even more shy after you said "your majesty" in front of him, it feels weird to have someone call you that when you're trying to just be a normal teen making small talk with another teen..

that's basically how the both of you met. shy, awkward teenagers just making small talk with each other at the forest.

his mother just stands there, knowing that she can't do anything else than defend her son. she glares at yujin, who is still staring at the ground and fidgeting with his hands. she looks back at her husband, who is clearly raging. same as yujin and her husband, she has a million thoughts in her mind.

'this man, this isn't the man I loved. what has happened to you?'

the silence is deafening. yujin is facing down on the floor, not wanting to look at his parents. to see a face full of anger and disappointment, and a face full of worry and shock. his vision is starting to get blurry with all the tears he's holding in.

the king turns back to yujin's direction, prepared to yell and scold him.

"answer me!-"

his father, also known as the king, scolds him once again as yujin fails to reply with all the thoughts running in his head. yujin's mother cuts him off.

"that's enough. give him time to think, just look at him!!"

it hurts. his head hurts. he can't think properly. yujin's breathing gets more intense as more tears keep on rushing, he tries his best to hold it back and not make it noticeable.

he knew this was risky, he knew he had to do so much for love, yet he did it anyways. times with you were the only times when he felt free, away from the problems and the burden he carried in his back as prince. when he felt truly appreciated, when he was able to show his true self.

ever since his father found out about how you and yujin have been secretly sneaking out to see each other, he had been matching yujin up with different girls from different kingdoms. his father tried so hard to convince him to just like one of them and he's fine. as long as the queen isn't.. inexperienced as he likes to call it.

even with all of them, none of them caught his attention. he just continued attending the meet-ups to avoid having an.. argument with his dad again.

he wonders, why is it illegal to live freely? why did life have to be this way? his train of thought come to a halt and flinches when he heard his father's voice.

"I might have to let your younger brother be king instead. I'll make sure he doesn't grow up like you."

yujin's entire body, even his mind froze. meanwhile, his mother stands there speechless. his vision starts to get even blurrier, he felt something wet in his face.

drip.

the tears are coming down.

drip.

you can clearly see that he's crying.

drip.

his mother glares at her husband angrily, he's no different from his mother. yujin's father scoffs carelessly, muttering a gentle 'weak'.

"alright you're dismissed."

yujin is quick to walk and exit the room. as soon as the door shuts, multiple shouts are heard inside. he rushes to his room and wipes his tears with his hand.

"wow, I feel bad for him. jiyoon, what do you think?"

minkyung, one of the young butlers in the castle, whispers to the young maids eavesdropping with him. jiyoon was one of the many girls who admired yujin.

"eh, it's not my business. both of us don't have anything between together for me to be mad. if anything I wish him the best? [name] seems to be a good person, I met her."

the butler and the other maid beside jiyoon stared at her as if she was crazy, she didn't really feel jealous?

"what? I'll find someone who'll truly like me? I need to focus on getting money for my family. now let's go before we get scolded by mr. lee!"

the trio then rushes to get their chores done.

yujin is still walking to his room, he wishes the castle wasn't that big and that his room wasn't so far. all he just wants to do is lay down and take a break from everything.

"prince? do you want anything?"

he stops and sighs, clearly tired. he looks over to his butler, mr. lee, with a sweet an reassuring smile as if nothing happened earlier. however, mr. lee knew him for far too long that he can see through his fake smiles and sweet lies, instead he just let him be.

"mr. lee, I'm fine. I just need time to myself. so take a break from your work, hm?"

yujin's eyes and nose are still red, he can't hide anything. mr. lee sighs.

"alright, just call me when you need me-"

yujin continues walking before mr. lee finishes his sentence. he walks faster, and faster, now he's out of mr. lee's sight.

'gosh, that boy. he's growing up faster than I thought.'

where has yujin been?

you were waiting patiently in your usual meeting spot, the abandoned park in the middle of the forest, near the river. this was rare. he never missed a hangout day, when he did he would tell you why. but he just.. didn't.

maybe yujin was having problems with his dad again and he prevented yujin from going outside, right? or maybe he's just late. really late. attending some really important event and he didn't have time to tell you.

whatever, you shake your head and let go of the thoughts of why yujin isn't here. you shouldn't stick your nose to other people's business. that's what your aunt told you, she's very wise. considering he's a prince, he has a lot of stuff to handle and many personal things.

you decided to wander around and do whatever you like. whether it would be singing, or dancing, or climbing trees.. just something to relieve your boredom. you suddenly think about how you don't deserve yujin as a commoner, that he would eventually leave you alone since he's the crown prince and no one would like a nobody with almost no knowledge on royal stuff as the queen.

stop it. just enjoy the time while it lasts. don't stick your nose. into other people's business. you lay down at the grass and drift off into a peaceful sleep.

yujin stares at the ceiling in his room while laying down on his bed. he wonders if he should sneak out and go to you, but it's extremely risky at this situation. his overthinking never stopped even if it's been a long time, he should just let go and have some real beauty sleep for a bit because gosh..

knock knock.

he hears a gentle knock at his door, is it mr. lee? did something important come up? yujin feels to lazy and tired to even stand up and open the door himself. should he answer it though? are his parents done fighting? is his dad gonna scold him again?

he gets up and sits on his bed. he slowly stands up and takes one step at a time. still unsure if he should open the door.

step.

he rethinks his decisions.

step.

"yujin, it's me.."

mother? what does she want? yujin walks up to his door and twists the doorknob. his mother walks to one of the couches in the bedroom, she signals yujin to sit with her.

"we.. need to talk."

what? does he have to really let go of name?

"I want to tell you a story, of me and your father."

yujin gets curious, his parents never really told stories of them. he wanted to know about how they met, was it arranged marriage? he wanted to know about their experiences throughout their relationship.

"your father was indeed a, stubborn person. as stubborn as you. and I was the witness of it all."

we usually saw each other in some events. then.. we stumbled across each other at a random spot. alone, just us. he tried to talk to me as an attempt to make friends, and because I was lonely.

luckily I wasn't the type to be hard to get, back in my days I was rather.. extremely kind. people didn't use that against me since I was the princess.. we talked for a while until our parents called us to go back downstairs. after that event we never saw each other again.

turns out, our parents were rivals. constantly trying to avoid each other so that once they interact, it wouldn't escalate to some conflict or maybe even war. sometimes we sneak out to see each other and talk for a little while, I realized that your father was my closest and one of my only friends. I then, fell in love.

his mother found out and got mad at him, she prevented him from exiting the kingdom and if he's required to go outside he usually has assistance. as for me, my parents were okay with it. they never had anything against your father. just his parents.

"go get him, we're not going to stop you. we're fine as long as we'll stop setting you up on dates with men that you'll probably never like."

so everything was going smoothly for me, the problem is your grandmother.. I can't do anything to contact him but every night, I prayed that he would be okay and we would meet once again.

after nights, and nights, and nights, our parents eventually came to the conclusion that their fighting was useless. ridiculous? and there you have it.

"our stories are similar to yours, I don't understand why he's going against you."

yujin seems to be shocked with the story of how his parents fell in love. his father was in the same position as him before, what's his deal? his mother gave him a bouquet full of baby's breaths.

"what's this for?"

yujin was confused, was this supposed to mean something? he didn't learn much about flower language after all.

"baby's breath means everlasting love, go ahead and give it to [name]."

"but how about the guards?"

"I already handled everything. they won't stop you, go on loverboy. I'll talk to your father about it again." yujin smiles.

"thank you, mothe- I mean mom."

it warms her heart whenever he calls her mom. it's a simple thing but it let's her know that yujin is comfortable around her and that he doesn't have to use such formal names. she smiles back at him.

but she knew about him sneaking out? and she even gave orders to the guards? whatever, he has no time to waste. he needs to go to you as fast as possible.

he's nearly running out of breath, so close. yujin couldn't care less if he trips over some rock in the way and get his ankle injured. he skipped the pathway to the abandoned park, he figures that you would've wandered off somewhere while waiting for him for a long time. but you wouldn't have went that far. you're not that stubborn anyways.

while running, he nearly steps on a body laying down on the ground. is that.. you? he kneels slowly, puts the bouquet down, and pokes you. oh, you're a deep sleeper. yujin continuously shakes you until you wake up. he then lowers his head to go near your ear to whisper something..

"the gods above has blessed you, you will now have unlimited food if you wake up.."

"I'M AWAKE!!"

yujin flinches when you gets up as fast as the speed of light. you look around for your surroundings for the unlimited food to see him.

"oh, it's you. hey I haven't seen you in a long time?"

you asked yujin while sitting down on the ground. sort of asking for the reason why he was so late for hangout day that he left you sleeping on literal grass for 2 hours waiting for him, no cover and stuff. but you had a very peaceful and refreshing slumber anyway.

"uh.. are you mad?"

yujin fidgets with his fingers staring at you worried, you're not that impatient and you don't have serious anger issues..

"mm no I'm not, you have a lot of duties as prince anyway. but you owe me a date with a whole all-you-can-eat buffet now.."

he sighs and rolls his eyes, either way he would accept your request so you couldn't care less about his complaining. you look at the bouquet of little white flowers, did he get this? or his mom?..

"is this for me?" yujin scoffs. "of course it is, who else would I give it to?" you think for a short while..

"uhm your mother?" you replied.

"why else would I be here then? don't be ridiculous, my mother has her own flowers anyway."

"oh.. right. agh, don't be so hard on me! I just woke up.." yujin chuckles.

you missed that smile of him, not the fake ones you see in events. the fake ones he's wearing just so he wouldn't make a fool and a bad impression of himself and his family. you missed seeing his genuine and bright smiles. the ones you would see often when you both talk about random drama happening in your life or what you heard from others, when you talked about random stuff, interests, just talking to you in general.

it was the entire reason you fell in love with him in the first place. before, you never understood the hype and why so many girls were falling in love with him. sure he's attractive, but you don't even bother admiring him knowing that you never even stood a chance. not until the both of you met each other near the river. you get all giddy just thinking about how everything started, how.. awkward it was. how special it is to you.

you take a glance at the bouquet with pretty little white flowers, wondering what the flowers mean. did yujin's mom tell him to give it to you?you knew that yujin's mother had an interest to plants and taking care of them is her hobby whenever she has nothing to do. she also learned about flower language because she had too much free time and she wanted to distract herself from the many problems that she had to handle as the queen.

you remember seeing a lot of interesting flowers and plants when yujin had a picnic date with you in the castle's secret garden that no one else but you, him, and his mom know. she was originally planning to grow more plants and take her husband on a date since both of them were too busy to even spend time with each other properly, mostly her husband.

yujin notices you spacing out while staring and the bouquet full of baby's breaths, he holds your cheek gently and turns your head to face his direction.

"did you miss me?"

he smirks knowing his effect on you, it grows even wider seeing your cheeks turn into a light shade of pink. you smile at him sweetly and peck his cheek gently.

"yeah, I did. I stayed here for so long waiting for you with nothing to do.."

yujin hugs your waist and lays his head in your shoulder, he seems to be really tired. in that case, you're exactly what he needs.

"I'm sorry, okay? something came up. it's father again, I'll make it up to you.."

you hug him back, arms wrapping around his waist as well and holding him like porcelain. your other hand goes up to play with his soft and fluffy hair.

"I see, you don't need to do anything. I'm already fine with you here."

yujin hugs you tighter, forget about his father. forget about ruling the kingdom. forget about everything. what matters is that you're here with him, safe and sound. he's fine with that. all of his problems fade away whenever he's with you. he just wants to enjoy this moment with you while it lasts.

"what happened to you.."

the atmosphere around the quite large bedroom with luxurious designs all scattered around the walls and the ceiling. yujin's mother sits on the king-sized bed with embroidered beddings trying to talk to his father and change his mind.

"enough."

yujin's father doesn't even bother turning to look at his wife. just facing the only window that isn't covered by the curtains, watching the kingdom in a high place. his wife stands up and walks rapidly to him.

"what do you mean enough?! you kept on scolding yujin that it almost happens daily, you even threatened to take the crown away from him? you're no different from your mother, juwon."

she was no longer afraid of facing juwon, she can't just watch yujin suffer anymore. juwon stopped looking outside the window and turned to his wife.

"yeona I said enough."

"NO!! you need to listen to me, yujin was just like you when you were young. why are you repeating your mother's actions? the difficulties you went through? the both of them are young anyways, we can train [name] if they're bound to be married to each other."

juwon tries to fight back, but hesitates. he clenches his fists and his teeth.

"we have so much to teach her, we don't even know if we have enough time. and our situation is different, you're already fit for queen. we don't even know if she's loyal?!"

how dare he make such accusations of you? he hasn't even met you personally? yeona rages with pure anger and furrows her eyebrows.

"how could you say that?! [name] was there for your own son when you weren't? and most of his problems are caused by you?? go ahead, take the throne away from our son! but don't take yujin's happiness away from him."

the room is filled with silence, juwon is unable to respond to yeona. upon seeing her teary eyes, he comes to realize that he was the reason yujin is suffering. that he failed his family.

she was right, he isn't any different from his mother. he remembers how disappointed his mother looked at him, how he tried so hard to convince her to let him be with yeona.

".. I'll think about it."

yeona is contented with his response. though it's not much, it's enough proof that juwon is considerate enough to think about his actions and listen to her words.

"fine.. I'll leave you alone to think."

yeona walks away and leaves the bedroom, leaving juwon to think about his decisions by himself. as soon as she closes the door, a young kid walks up to her upset and confused.

"mom, what happened with you and dad? why are you shouting?"

she is unable to respond to her son's question, yeona puts on a gentle smile and cover everything up with a white lie. he's a kid after all.

"nothing happened, we're just playing silly games. go play with mr. lee." the kid pouts and grips his teddy bear tightly.

"but I want to play with you!" yeona giggles and holds the kid's free hand.

"alright, alright. come with me then!"

"yujin, if we ever get married and become queen and king.. do you think I'll be a good queen?"

you ask a random question out of nowhere since the both of you had nothing to talk about. you two were in his bedroom, since the guards wouldn't stop him if he sneaked out he took advantage of this and brought you to the castle. he turns his head and stares at you as if you asked him the answer to 9 + 10.

"of course, me and my mother are there to assist you. they'll give you lessons too, the both of us are too young to become queen and king right away."

you still feel worried and insecure. his mother is fine, but will his father really approve of you? you don't deserve yujin at all. he's too good for you. he should've listened to his father when he told him to date some princess from another kingdom instead. at least she doesn't need lessons.

"but your dad, will he let us stay together? will we even get married?"

he furrows his eyebrows and frowns just by thinking about it. you look at him and felt anxious and guilty if you made him uncomfortable.

"sorry, nevermind. just forget that I even asked you that."

you and yujin hear a knock on the door, you quickly try to hide somewhere safe incase it's his father. you decided to hide under the bed, it's definitely common but the only place that isn't noticeable. yujin stands up to open the door and see who's behind it, he sees mr. lee.

"[name], come out."

you struggle as you attempt to leave your hiding spot, you sat on his incredibly soft bed. no wonder he's late to your hangouts sometimes.. yujin's let's mr. lee inside the room to hear his new announcement.

"what is it?" mr. lee sighs. "the king wants to see you in your parents' bedroom."

yujin turns his head to look at you, asking if it's okay to go without even saying a single word. you nod and give him a reassuring smile.

"alright then, I'll let you go to the room by yourself."

when he was about to exit his bedroom and close the door you got up from his bed and ran as fast as you can to the door to stop him.

"yujin can I.. go with you? I'll just be there behind the door, promise!!" he stares at you for a while and thinks if he should or he shouldn't.

"fine.. that way I don't have to explain everything that happened.. let's go."

yujin grabs your hand and drags you outside the room. he shuts the door then made his way to his parents' bedroom with his hand holding yours. because of this, he steals a few glances from the maids cleaning around the hallway.

the walk to the bedroom is a long way.. you stared at the walls in the hallway, it's full of portraits from different generations. the ceiling has different ornate chandeliers. oh, it seems that you both have finally reached his parents' bedroom. why is this castle so.. big? bigger than you thought it would be?

yujin let's go of your hand and uses his other one to grab the doorknob. he glances at you then twists the doorknob and enters the bedroom. you go closer to the wall to hear everything.

'yujin..' yeona stares at her son for a while, it seems that he had fun with his girlfriend. she turns her head and glances at juwon, hoping that he actually listened to her words and has made his choice wisely.

"oh, I might have forgotten to order mr. lee to ask you to bring your.. girlfriend." what the? why are you included in this.. family stuff? guess it's your signal to go inside.

you slowly open the door and finally see the king in person. up close. no wonder a lot of people had a crush on yujin.. including you.. the atmosphere feels awkward and tense until juwon started speaking.

"I.. made my decision. I have thought about this carefully."

yeona crosses her arms with a serious look, yujin felt his heart sink, you tried to predict the outcome of this situation. there's a high chance that it will turn out good, why else would you be here in the first place if he wanted to separate you two? or there's a chance that he's ruthless and wants to see you both suffer..

juwon takes a deep breath.. "I have decided to.. allow you to date her, yujin. it will take years until I let you take the throne, so we will do our best to assist both you and [name]. eh, you basically have no choice but to marry her since all those teachings will go to waste if otherwise."

yeona smiles widely, delighted that she was able to convince juwon and change his mind. the feeling of success and victory has never felt this.. euphoric. both you and yujin were left speechless, anyone can clearly see that you're over the moon. it's as if you won 5 million from the lottery. is this a dream?

you look over to yujin who's jaw is still wide open with his hands covering his mouth. his eyes start to get teary, he finally made it. juwon grins at the sight. he's never seen yujin this happy before. he truly made the right choice, guess you could say he's the king for a reason.

yeona walks up to her husband and pulls him in a warm embrace. "you truly made the right choice, juwon." his grin turns into a smirk as he chuckled.

"you married me for a reason, yeona. I'm not putting it to waste."

"and that's how we convinced your dad to let us be together.." you sighed, exhausted from the extremely long story. juwon tried to cover up his embarrassment with a smile, he was really stubborn like yeona said..

yujin's younger brother, yunseo, finally knew the story behind everything. you figured that since he was already in highschool, it would be the right time to explain everything. it had been 2 years since that happened. you feel arms wrapping around your waist, that familiar sense of warmth..

you turn around to see yujin smirking, "did you tell him already? everything?" you nod and kiss his cheek. yeona sighs upon seeing the sight of you and yujin, meanwhile yunseo cringes.

"ew, go get a room!" yunseo covers his eyes. yeona whispers to juwon.

"they're just like us when we were younger. yujin is just as stubborn and deeply in love like you!"

"how dare you, I wasn't that in love!" juwon gasped sarcastically, yeona giggles. ah, just like the old times.

"get a room, love birds!"

all this in 3 days... with practice and exams... 😔😔

[simpforboys]

loving you was never a regret

neteyam x fem!metkayina!reader

summary: when the sully’s came to your village, the oldest son flipped your world upside down in ways you would have never expected

warnings: some angst, fluff ending, obvious x denial trope, you and neteyam are 19

based on prompt “I didn’t mean to fall in love with you, but that doesn’t mean I regret it one bit” by dumplingsjinson!

you never really believed in true love, despite tsaheylu.

it was just something you didn’t plan in your future, not seeing a point in having a mate or children.

you stuck to your plan for 19 years, until, the sully family had arrived at your village.

the oldest sully was immediately drawn to you, like a magnetic force pulling him towards you.

your piercing greenish blue eyes, natural curls, and teal skin made him feel infatuated. he wanted to know you.

and while you couldn’t deny that he was attractive, when he met your eyes you ducked away and left.

this made neteyam’s brow bone furrow, his eyes following your frame as you dove into the ocean.

it wasn’t until a few days later where your paths would actually connect.

“tsireya, have you seen my-“

you stopped, looking at the group to see the sully kids standing there with your good friend.

“y/n!” tsireya grabbed you, making you stand next to her.

“y/n, this is tuk, kiri, lo’ak, and neteyam.”

neteyam.

the boy was looking directly at you, his pupils dilated with a small smile on his face as you looked away, giving the group a small wave.

“well i guess i better get going-“

your friend cut you off once more.

“actually, do you want to help me teach them how to swim with the ilus?”

tsireya was like a little sister to you, and unfortunately, you would do anything she asked of you.

she had a pleading look in her eye and you couldn’t help but cave in.

“fine.”

she sent you a massive smile.

“follow me.” tsireya started walking, lo’ak following closely behind her as kiri and tuk walked together, leaving you and neteyam.

“hello.” he greeted you as you both began to walk.

“hi…” you said shyly, still avoiding his gaze.

“i saw you the other day, when my family and i arrived.”

“yes, i saw you too.”

“why did you leave?”

his question was so sudden and so harmless it made you grow nervous.

“i had chores to get done.” your feet began to walk into the ocean where tsireya was starting to educate the other sullys on ilus.

neteyam went to open his mouth, but got stopped when tuk asked if he could hold her.

you called your ilu, rifa. she swam up to you, nuzzling her head against your leg before surfacing her head.

“she’s so cute!” tuk awed from neteyam’s arms.

you smiled, feeding the girl a fish.

“ilus are very wonderful creatures. highly intelligent, have good personalities, and excellent first bonds. they are not as loyal as your ikrans, but they are amazing animals nonetheless.”

you spoke, sending rifa to circle around the kids as rifa splashed them, causing tuk to laugh. neteyam smiled at you, kiri curious about the animal as lo’ak watched tsireya.

ao’nung emerged out of the water with rotxo, eyeing the sullys and you suspiciously.

“ao’nung! help us with the demonstration, tsumakan (brother).”

ao’nung rolled his eyes, and you noticed the way rotxo stared at kiri with big eyes.

ao’nung called to the ilus, many coming up to the surface and inspecting the forest na’vi with curiosity.

“if you are going to live here, you have to learn to ride.”

neteyam put tuk down as you held onto another ilu, holding the excited animal from diving.

“who wants to try?”

none of the sullys stepped up.

“i will.” neteyam shrugged, walking over to the ilu as he pet the creature.

“make the bond gently,” you guided him, and slowly everyone started breaking up into groups.

tsireya and her brother helped lo’ak and kiri as tuk stayed with neteyam and you.

“feel her energy, her breathing, her heart beat.” neteyam sucked in a deep breath through his nose.

“you will hold here.” you grabbed his hand, unaware of the way it suddenly flustered him, and put it on the small hand holder.

you wooped at the ilu, causing the animal to dive under the water with neteyam going with it.

tuk gasped as she lightly bounced in the water. “i want to try!”

you grabbed another ilu, this time a younger one, more fit for tuk. you guided her hand to where to hold on, when neteyam’s head popped up.

you giggled as he looked out of breath, probably falling off the animal. neteyam’s cheeks grew warm.

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days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months.

you grew close to the sullys, showing them around the reef and sometimes joining them for dinner in their marui pod.

neteyam’s feelings grew also. he wanted you, needed you, in a romantic way. but every time he tried to show interest, you would shy away.

it was no secret around awa’atlu that neteyam liked you.

you would never admit it, but you enjoyed spending your time with the boy. he made you laugh and feel safe.

and you weren’t a skxawng (idiot), you knew of neteyam’s feelings. but the fear of the commitment put you off.

“rewon (morning), y/n.” neteyam’s tail slapped the back of your thigh playfully as he came up behind you.

you jumped from the sudden action, a smirk coming onto your face.

“you are lucky i felt that with your tiny tail.” you teased, showing off your thicker one as it splashed a wave of water at neteyam.

he laughed, making your stomach turn into knots. you looked away, trying to return back to the chore you were completing.

neteyam leaned against a wooden rack, his arms crossed over his chest as he watched you intently. you could feel his eyes burning into the back of your head and it made you nervous.

“take a photo, it will last longer.” you joked, looking up at the boy.

“i would if i could.” he shrugged, making you flustered. you grabbed the bucket of fish and began to walk to the beach when neteyam followed you.

“you follow me around like a baby.” you commented.

“do you not enjoy my company, y/n?” neteyam smirked at you. you looked up at him, sharp eyes onto his playful ones.

“i enjoy your company very much.” neteyam added, seeing the way you shifted your weight onto your other leg.

“neteyam-“

“oooh! are you feeding the ilus, y/n? can i join?” tuk came walking down, bouncing on the balls of her feet. you mentally thanked her for saving you.

“of course, tuk.”

neteyam ruffled tuk’s hair as she grabbed a fish. you called rifa, the animal nuzzling against you.

“piak si (open), rifa!” you instructed.

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when the season came back, tsireya had woke the village. the tulkuns had returned, jumping out of the water happily.

you got out of your bed, diving into the water. your spirit sister, herwìva, was just as excited to meet you.

with a smile on your face, you called rifa as the ilu appeared. she took you to where herwìva was, the tulkun doing a twirl.

“my sister!” you signed.

how have you been?

“these past few months have been challenging. there is a boy.”

herwìva cut you off. a boy?

her tone was teasing through her noise and you playfully rolled your eyes at the tulkun.

“he likes me, very much.”

are you two mated?

“you know i cannot, herwìva.” you signed back.

try, my sister. you deserve someone.

herwìva went into detail about her own mate she met. catching up with your spirit sister was something very dear to you.

her words left you wondering.

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and maybe you didn’t realize how much the forest boy meant to you, until your life came crashing down.

the sky people were coming, quickly.

you were on rifa, chasing after tsireya and neteyam since lo’ak went to warn payakan.

you arrived within minutes. lo’ak was calling out for help, neteyam climbing on top of the tulkun with tsireya swimming towards them.

“shit.” you mumbled, hopping onto the animal as ao’nung, kiri, and tuk had arrived to help.

“attach this on!” neteyam tossed a rope.

you took the initiative, helping lo’ak tie the rope to the tracking device as neteyam took an ilu and tried to force it off.

“they are coming!” tsireya screamed.

“pull harder, cmon!” lo’ak shouted back.

the six of you sat there and tugged onto the orange device until it finally came out of the tulkun. but by then it was too late, the sky people were coming towards you.

“dive! every body get into the water!” you instructed. the teenagers followed your orders, diving into the water as neteyam took off with the tracking device.

rifa swam up to you as you grabbed on, following the kids with neteyam coming up behind you.

suddenly, submarines began to attack you all, sending you into panic mode as the group had split up.

neteyam had stayed with you, following you into an air pocket.

“what happened? where is everyone?” neteyam asked.

“i don’t know, we need to find them.”

your voice cracked in fear. neteyam reached his hand out of the water, caressing your cheek comfortingly.

“we will all be okay, y/n.”

you nodded, diving back under the water. when you peeked out, kiri was using plants to fight off the submarines.

“follow!” you signed to ao’nung and rotxo as the boys grabbed kiri. you called out to rifa, your girl coming towards you. only she didn’t get to make it before one of the submarines came around the corner, piercing the ilu through the neck.

you accidentally sucked in a deep breath from the shock, beginning to choke on the water. the screeches and whines that came from rifa made your mind go blank, seeing the way her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

you couldn’t move or think. neteyam, watching the scene, grabbed onto your arm and forced you to get away on another ilu.

you didn’t resurface again for a couple minutes as neteyam held your thigh against his body, making sure you were coming.

you approached an island, neteyam helping you onto the rocks as you cried out for your ilu.

“they murdered my rifa!” you wailed. neteyam held you against his chest, letting you cling onto him as you mourned.

“mawey, y/n. mawey (calm).”

the boy stroked your curls in a comforting way, his movement stopping when he saw lo’ak, tsireya, and tuk on the sky people ship.

“listen, y/n. they have taken my siblings and tsireya, and i need you here with me. okay? you have to have a strong heart.”

your lip quivered as more tears left your eyes, but you needed to save tsireya.

“we can attack from under the sea, while my father goes above.” neteyam said, seeing the metkayinas go into battle with jake.

but you two didn’t go so far before payakan jumped out of the water and onto the ship, beginning to battle the sky people.

“c’mon!” neteyam dived into the water.

without thinking, you jumped in after him. another ilu picked you up, and it felt wrong being with another animal that wasn’t rifa.

nonetheless, the ilu helped you onto the ship where neteyam was cutting free tuk.

“tsireya!” you alerted, running up to the teen as you hugged her tightly. she noticed your sad eyes.

“what is wrong?” she asked.

“they killed rifa.” you explained sadly, voice broken.

“y/n! take the girls and get off the ship!” neteyam said as lo’ak ran off.

“lo’ak!” you shouted, but it was useless as neteyam took off.

“come here, tuk.” you grabbed tuk’s hand as you dove into the water with tsireya.

“are you alright?” you asked the child when she resurfaced.

her chest was rising and falling, flushed cheeks with fear evident in her eyes.

the sound of guns firing made you grab onto the younger girls, guiding them to a spot where you were all hidden.

you lifted your finger to your lips, making a shh noise. tuk clinged onto you, but let go when she saw an ikran holding her sister.

“they have kiri!” she shouted.

“tuk!” you and tsireya called out after the child, but tuk climbed her way back onto the ship.

you and tsireya didn’t get the chance to follow because lo’ak, a human, and neteyam jumped into the ocean.

“i’m shot.” neteyam gasped for air and you felt as if pandora stopped.

tsireya called an ilu, and the last few minutes went by in a blur. you held neteyam’s hand while the ilu took you to a rocky island, the one you and neteyam were at moments prior.

your head was ringing but all you could focus on is saving neteyam.

he laid on your lap as lo’ak applied pressure to his wound. you comfortingly stroked his cheek, much like how he had done earlier to you.

“neteyam…” you croaked out.

“i see you, y/n.” neteyam’s voice was shallow and you could see his eyes draining.

“no, no, no, stop.”

you took your queue, and without thinking connected it to neteyam’s.

“y/n!” lo’ak gasped as ronal came rushing onto the island, tsireya close on her tail.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt neteyam’s pain, his feelings, his memories.

and each happy one had you.

“move, children!” ronal snapped as she sat next to neteyam, beginning to do a prayer to eywa.

“why would you do that?” tsireya asked you when you came back from your daze, the queue still holding on to neteyam’s.

“i need him, i cannot lose him.”

lo’ak and tsireya looked at each other as ronal continued on with her prayer, calling out to eywa as jake and neytiri approached.

“what happened?” jake asked, but neytiri shushed her mate.

neteyam laid weak in your arms, your own tears falling onto his cheeks.

“come on, neteyam. come back to me.”

as if it was a signal, neteyam sucked in a deep breath as ronal and eywa healed the boy.

“thank you great mother!” neytiri gasped, taking her son and holding him close.

you finally felt like you could breathe as everyone surrounded the boy.

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days went by. you held a private funeral for rifa, neteyam attending as he was the only one you invited.

a flower was tucked into your pointed ear as you cried, neteyam comforting you as eywa took rifa’s energy back.

“my sweet rifa.”

while most ilus were not very loyal animals, rifa and you had a connection that could only be described as fate.

rifa did not ride with anyone else, unless you allowed it to be done.

and neteyam knew how much the animal meant to you.

when your emotions had finally calmed down, eclipse dawned over awa’atlu. you and neteyam stood on the shore in the cove of the ancestors, cold sand between your feet as you stared off into the ocean.

“neteyam…” you trailed off.

the patient boy looked at you, love and sorrow in his glowing yellow eyes.

“i gave you so many reasons to walk away from me, and you never did. why?”

the topic change caught neteyam off guard, but your emotions were going off the charts.

“there has been many things i have walked away from, y/n. things that have filled me with tìlapx (regret). and i didn’t mean to fall in love with you, but that doesn’t mean I regret it one bit. getting to spend time with you made all of it worth it.”

neteyam wiped the tears off your cheeks as your lip quivered, you went to hold onto his wrists as he caressed your cheek once more.

“i see you, neteyam.”

neteyam’s lips curled into a smile as he placed his forehead against yours.

“i see you, y/n.”

you grabbed your queue, connecting it to neteyam’s once more, but this time, a stronger tsaheylu. neteyam became your mate in the eyes of eywa.

you pressed your lips to your new mate, him cupping your jaw and pulling you closer to him.

if someone were to tell you months ago that you would be standing in the cove of the ancestors, kissing your mate, you would have told them they are lekye’ung (crazy).

but meeting neteyam was the best thing that has ever happened to you, and you hated yourself for not realizing it earlier.

but all neteyam could think that after months of flirting, feelings, and seeing you through the good and the bad, he was beyond thrilled to be your official mate.

[alwritey-aphrodite]

jamie tartt and number 5! 💖

2023 Summer Blurbs

The more time you spent with Jamie and the closer the two of you got in your relationship, the more time you’d spent in Manchester, seeing the neighborhood where Jamie grew up and spending time with his mom. You remember how nervous Jamie was the first time he took you to his mom’s house, but the two of you had hit it off right away.

Now, you might like her more than Jamie at times. There’s just something about Georgie that makes her wonderful to be around all the time. She’s such a caring and sweet person, doting on Jamie whenever he comes home and extending that same love to you.

So, you’d do anything she asked, even if that includes manual labor.

Lucky for you, though, her son had decided it was his duty to handle most of that manual labor. You and Georgie are seated on the ground, taking plants out of the plastic containers they’d come in and transferring them into the garden, chatting and catching up, while Jamie hauls the larger bags of potting soil to the small back yard.

When you had arrived a few hours ago, Jamie got to work almost immediately, despite his mom’s protests that she was more than capable of carrying the bags by herself. Jamie didn’t listen, wanting to do anything possible to make his mom’s life just a little bit easier after everything she’d done for him.

By the time Jamie’s finished with hauling the bags, you and Georgie are doing more talking and laughing than actual gardening. She doesn’t seem to mind though, happy just to spend some time with you and her son, who sits himself on the ground near you now that he's finished.

“When he was a baby, Jamie used to eat handfuls of dirt every time I brought him out to the garden,” his mom leans in to tell you with a stage whisper, and even though Jamie can hear everything she says, his only response is his mouth dropping wide open in surprise.

“Makes sense,” you reply, looking at Jamie while attempting to hold back your laughter. Not surprisingly, you aren’t successful, and you and Georgie fall into a fit of laughter over the shocked look that stays on Jamie’s face. There’s something so wonderfully lighthearted about spending time with Jamie and his mom, and you’ll take any opportunity to tease him.

“I dunno why I even try with you two,” Jamie says over your laughter, shaking his head but unable to keep a smile off his face. From the very first moment you’d met and gotten over your initial nervousness at meeting someone who meant so much to Jamie, you and Georgie had been like two peas in a pod, which was both a blessing and a curse to your boyfriend.

It was great that the two of you got along and were able to be so close, but at times like this, with the two of you teasing him with grins on your faces, it seemed a little more like a curse. Still, Jamie was glad that his two favorite people were able to laugh together, even when they were laughing at him.

[sweetbuckybarnes]

The Man

Pairings: Colin Bridgerton + Penelope Featherington

Summary: After finding out Penelope is Lady Whistledown, Colin swears to never forgive his fiancée. A letter arriving at Bridgerton House makes him change his mind.

Main Masterlist | Polin Masterlist | Lover Album

I would be complex, I would be cool, they'd say I played the field before I found someone to commit to. And that would be okay for me to do, every conquest I had made would make me more of a boss to you.

Penelope watched with tears in her eyes and heartbreak in her chest as Colin said with no hesitation that he would never forgive her for what she had written as Lady Whistledown.

She let out a quiet sob, turning to get back into the hack she had hired, not realising Colin had turned around at the sound of her sob. Because no matter how angry at her he could be, his heart would always beat for his Pen.

I'd be a fearless leader, I'd be an alpha type. When everyone believes ya, what's that like?

Penelope knew Colin wouldn't call on her the day after he found out about her secret identity. She could easily imagine what his reaction would have been if she wasn't a woman - if she wasn't Penelope Featherington, the plump former best friend of Eloise Bridgerton.

She knew he would call off the engagement and wedding before too long. She had tried to find a moment when they were alone and nobody was listening to their conversation. Where she could sit him down and gently tell him her identity and the reason why she did what she did.

But, like Colin always did. He jumped.

Penelope knew she had been waiting for the other shoe to fall, for Colin to realise he actually wasn't as in love with her as he proclaimed. Why would he? He courted Marina, nearly married her in Gretna Green (unaware of the baby she carried), and he loudly proclaimed for anyone to hear - they would have to be mad to consider courting her.

So, she did the only thing she knew.

She went to her room, and wrote a letter to Colin, to Eloise (not that the second Bridgerton daughter would possibly read it), to the Dowager Viscountess and her mama.

She would call off the wedding herself. Give Colin his ring back and leave.

I'm so sick of running as fast as I can, wonderin' if I'd get there quicker if I was a man. And I'm so sick of them comin' at me again. 'Cause if I was a man, then I'd be the man. I'd be the man.

"Colin!" Violet called for her son, holding a letter in one hand, reading over the penmanship and the gentle words. She held out a letter for her third-born son, as well as a small brown envelope. "This has come for you."

Dear, Mr. Bridgerton,

I am sorry it has come to this. I had long hoped you would eventually return my feelings. However, I believe my being Whistledown would be too much-

Whilst he had been reading the beginnings of her letter, he had managed to open the little brown envelope with his fingers.

Sitting in the envelope? Penelope's engagement ring.

Colin blinked repeatedly, dropping her letter and pulling her ring between two fingers.

"Oh, Colin."

"She's left me."

They's say I hustled, put in the work. They wouldn't shake their heads and question how much of this I deserve. What I was wearing, if I was rude. Could all be separated from my good ideas and power moves.

Colin and Violet hurried across the square, making work of the Featherington staircase and were greeted by Varley. "We must see Lady Featherington and Penelope. Immediately," Violet said.

Varley let the pair in. "Lady Featherington is in the drawing room, but..." she never got her next sentence out, as the pair made for the reception room, seeing Lady Featherington sitting alone in a chair, her head in her hand as (surprisingly) tears ran down her face.

"Oh! Lady Bridgerton, Mr. Bridgerton! Please, forgive me. I was not expecting you."

"Where is Penelope?" Colin nearly demanded, looking around the room, not seeing his fiancée in her usual spot looking out of the window.

Portia looked from Colin to Varley, to Violet and then to Colin. Violet muttered a gentle 'oh, dear' before Portia said anything. "She is not here, Mr. Bridgerton."

"Not here? What on Earth do you mean she is not here? This is her home, is it not?"

Portia didn't say anything, simply handed the letter her third daughter had written to her so Colin could read it.

I am sorry it has led to this, mama. That me being Lady Whistledown has brought us so much disgrace. But, you must know, I could not think of any better ideas at the time - with Marina and Eloise.

I know Colin and Lady Bridgerton will come to see you in the morning, demanding to know where I am-

His Pen, the smartest woman he knows.

But, by the time they arrive. I will be long gone.

What?

I have written my final Whistledown edition, telling the ton that I was Whistledown, that Colin and I will not be getting married. Hopefully, by the time the Bridgertons come to see you, I will already be on a boat, leaving England.

"She has run away?"

"Oh, Colin."

What's it like to brag about raking in dollars, and getting bitches and models? And it's all good if you're bad, and it's okay if you're mad. If I was out flashin' my dollars, I'd be a bitch, not a baller. They'd paint me out to be bad, so it's okay that I'm mad.

Colin ran along the dock, looking for that flash of red hair and possibly one of the green dresses he loved so much. Every green dress he saw was matched with either blonde or brunette hair, every redhead had some kind of pink dress to match. One redhead was wearing a yellow dress but.. that can't have been...

He catches the lady by her elbow and spins her around. "Pen!"

"Mr. Bridgerton!"

He cups Penelope's face between his palms. "No, Pen. I am Colin to you. I always have been. But, you, my darling girl. Have sent me on the longest goose chase known to mankind."

Her eyebrows furrowed. "I thought I made myself clear in my letter."

"Oh, you did. You made yourself crystal clear. But why would you think Whistledown would come between us?"

"You did say you would never forgive me after you found out."

Colin shook his head. "That was before I nearly lost you, forever. I have spent one summer longing to hear word from home. From you. But I never did. I had never felt more alone that summer than I had my entire life. The letters I got from my family did not mention you. That is all I wanted to hear, how you were."

Penelope looked up at him with a furrowed eyebrows. What on Earth was he saying? "Colin, I have to go. I am going to be late for my boat."

"Which boat? I want to know where we will be going," he tells her, eyes bouncing from boat to boat, then down at his fiancée. "Do you seriously believe I would let you go again? Do you honestly believe that I would ever let you go, now that I finally see you? How I should have seen you last year, or even the year before? Maybe even before you debuted, either way, I should have known you would be mine."

"What about Whistledown?"

He shook his head. "We shall discuss Whistledown in the carriage, just..." he reached into his pocket and pulled out Penelope's pearl engagement ring. "Will you please marry me on Thursday?"

She nodded her head, knowing with the smile on Colin's face and the sparkle in his eyes - they were going to be okay.

[simslegacy5083]

Not So Berry (Straud Descendants) Gen 9

Today's (8/30/2024) Episode: Preparing To Wed

Luigi woke up the day of his wedding still pondering what to tell his son about the watcher, but seeing Noemi refocused his priorities.

He gave his girl a big hug and a kiss good morning. “It’s taken us a long time to get here, but I’m so excited to finally make this thing official.”

“Honey” she replied laughing “I think, wedding rings or not, we’ve been “official” for awhile now.” She gave him a serious look. “I thought I’d feel jitters worse than before my first wedding, having had it fall apart on me once already, but I’ve been more and more excited to marry you every day.”

Her man gave her one last tender kiss and headed off to cook up some breakfast while she gave Skye a bath. “You are going to smell so nice for your sleepover with Auntie Isra and Uncle Rhys.” she told him. “E-Lee! E-Lee!” he cheerfully chanted, clearly looking forward to seeing his playmate, Elyse.

Once everyone was clean and fed it was time to deliver all the non wedding participants to their various temporary homes, as Noemi and Luigi would be heading off on their honeymoon immediately after the ceremony.

Their first stop was just down the beach to deliver Skye and Blossom to Isra and Rhys. Beau and Breanne had planned to host Blossom so she could visit her kitten, but Beau’s delivery of their new daughter Betty hadn’t gone as smoothly as that of his firstborn. He was still recovering from some post surgical complications, and Breanne bowed out of the added responsibility of another cat on top of a newborn, toddler, and ailing husband.

“Thank you, again, for taking both of them” Noemi told the pair as Luigi got everyone settled “Its our pleasure” Isra replied “I’m sure Elyse will love having a cat and especially a friend her own age around. She gets so frustrated that the twins are still too small to really play games with her.”

The couples next stop required donning their cold weather gear. Arriving in Galloping Gulch Amaya launched herself at the bride-to-be “🎶Someone’s Getting Married🎶” she sang “and I get to be in the wedding! You sure you can deal with that hot stuff?”

“All good” Luigi called back from the porch, rolling his eyes as he gave her husband a briefing about all of Roach’s preferences and fears. He was sure Noemi was likewise filling Amaya in on the needs of her “four-legged baby”, but he’d actually come to care for his little “mascot” quite a bit and wanted to ensure he would be well taken care of and happy until they returned.

With all their babies settled, the pair returned to the beach, arriving early to ensure their waterfront venue was perfectly prepared.

A couple special guests were there to greet them when they arrived. Neither Jack nor Peachy were going to miss their boy's big day and both were equally excited to be a part of the “prep crew”.

While Noemi filled Peachy in on Skye’s latest culinary explorations Luigi practically bowled his Papa over in his excitement to see him and tie the knot. “It’s really happening!” he cried, earning himself a fatherly grin. “Congratulations! Noemi’s a great gal, and it’s obvious you two are very happy.”

Once everyone had a chance to say hello Noemi headed over to the ceremony space to check that everything was setup correctly.

Luigi, who after much discussion had gotten his fiancée’s permission to film the whole thing, fired up Yoshi and headed down to a nearby fishing hole with his dads. They were collecting a fresh, locally sourced (and Luigi diet approved), seafood feast for dinner.

Luigi was all smiles as he helped fish up their meal. The general distaste he’d developed in young adulthood for getting up close and personal to the slimy denizens of the sea barely detracted from the joy he felt getting to spend quality time with his dada and papa once again.

When they'd decided they had enough fish to feed their guests it was time to turn their catch into something delicious.

Jack and Peachy met up with Anderson, who was providing the vegetable side dishes, inside the kitchen pavilion to get started on their contributions, while Luigi got his own dish started on the firepit before joining the others to whip up a fresh batch of Kava. 

His wedding day had barely begun and already Luigi was feeling on top of the world.

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[readingwiththereids]

yanda! speaks: hi my loves! so here’s chapter 1! i’ll hopefully have chapter 2 out by tonight since this one doesn’t really have any carmy in it but i really hope you like it still! also let me be so real and say that i did use google translate for the spanish parts and realise that i probably should have left this part to actual hispanic/latino authors, so if you’d like to give suggestions or just yell at me if the translations are wrong, please do so. i face claimed alisha boe as my baby camila but feel free to visualise any other person as well! lots of love and light 🤎

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night rain ; chapter 1

2022

Music, the soft sizzle of pans on the stove and a beautiful, sweet aroma flooded the small home as Camila’s mother rushed into the kitchen while putting on her earrings.

“Mija, what are you making? It smells wonderful.” Tina asked as she peeked over her daughter’s shoulder.

“Raspberry souffle pancakes.” Camila smiled, slapping her mom’s hands from taking one of the berries on her right in a dish. “My little pastry chef,” Tina said as she kissed the brown girl’s curls. “¿Quieres venir conmigo a la tienda hoy?” [Do you want to come with me to the shop today?]

“Mami, I already told you that I-”

“You don’t want to go in yet, I know but Camila, you’re going to have to tell him at some point. The more time goes on, the less understanding he’ll be when he finds out that you’ve been hiding an entire-”

“I know, I know.” Cam sighed.

Rubbing her daughter’s shoulders, Tina attempted to comfort her. “It’s okay, I know you’re not ready. Is she up yet?”

“No, but I'll wake her up soon when I’m done.” Camila said as she flipped over the last pancake.

This caused Tina to immediately perk up, asking “Can I do it? Please please please?”

Before the young mother could even answer, the older of the pair was already quickly shuffling in the direction of the bedrooms. The heartwarming sound of Emelia’s giggles rang through the home as Tina walked in holding the child in her arms before handing her over to her mother.

Emilia Antonia Ivy was born in the late fall of 2019 and was the perfect byproduct of Camila Ivy and Carmen Berzatto alike. Though not even yet reaching the age of three, Emmy already demonstrated having the biggest heart and mind that her mother had ever seen. She was polite, kind, never threw tantrums and was always eager to watch her mother in the kitchen. She enjoyed seeing and mimicking the same focus exhibited on her mom’s face while cooking, characterised by a small pout. However, it only reminded Camila of the toddler’s father more than anything.

Camila and Emelia moved back to Chicago to stay with Cam’s mother and help her deal with the death of her chosen son, Michael who had committed suicide a few months prior. From the moment Camila heard the news, she instantly thought about everyone else who might need her at that moment, completely forgetting her own pain that seemed to be consuming her chest. She was unselfish in that way, or maybe too selfish, rather opting to focus on everyone else than allow herself to hurt. And so she packed their bags and flew straight to Chi-town to take care of her mom, help Sugar with the funeral and even check on The Beef, though making sure to leave the shop before Carmy’s arrival.

It had been about three years since she had seen the man who she once called the love of her life. Granted he was only demoted from that title by his very own child, but Camila still loved him very much. One however could attempt to dispute that statement by the fact that she had still not told him about said child. At first it was understandable, most of her friends and family supported her choice for the first couple of months, but then months turned to years before it just never felt like the right time.

“Morning, Bear.” Camila laughed while smothering the two-year-old’s face with kisses before setting the girl on the kitchen stool and pushing a plate of warm pancakes dripping with white chocolate sauce in front of her.

“Why don’t you two ever eat your pancakes with syrup like normal people?” Tina laughed, watching both girls tear into their respective plates.

“Because of the tartness, Abuela.” Emmy said with her mouth still full.

“What, are you gonna go to the CSI now too? Huh?” The older woman smiled as she tickled the toddler on her sides. Just then, she realised she would be late for work and so she bid her two next of kin goodbye.

“You wanna go to the park today, Bear?” Camila queried excitedly.

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Some wmftd and hades 2 rambles I wanted to share:

Possible Hades 2 Spoilers !

Hypnos with long hair makes me imagine y/n learning how to braid his hair to make it a bit more manageable

Also I feel like seeing hypnos with his long hair would make y/n want to try growing out his beard (achilles sheds a tear when he sees it bc his son now looks like his pa)

Rule #34 by Fish in a Birdcage reminds me of y/n and hypnos in the pirate au

The amount of angst you could get if hypnos actually does fall into a sleeping coma in the second game 💀 (reminds me a lot of the part closer to the end of wmftd)

I wonder if achilles and patroclus will ever meet odysseus in the second game (how would y/n act if he met him lol)

Imagine y/n and hypnos babysitting baby melinoe when zagreus goes on his runs 🥹 (maybe that would spark their desire for their own children ?)

The wmftd brainrot is getting stronger every day, but I'm glad I stumbled upon this blog <3

AHHHH i love these, legit making me feral rn. Same on the brainrot, my friend. I’m happy you found this blog too <3

Placing my replies and a little short story under the readmore. <3

Y/N would definitely braid Hypnos’ hair for him. Also he wouldn’t be able to cope with how pretty Hypnos is with long hair. Like he totally gets tongue tied just looking at him. He is so fucking pretty.help.

OH AND THE BEARD

I actually hc that Y/N rocked a short beard while working as a fisherman. He was shaved by the time he died because beards are often used as a grapple point during fights so he knew better than to have one.

Until they showed us Skelly I wasn’t sure if Shades could change their form like growing their hair but it looks like they can. (If Skelly counts as a shade, I am not certain where the lines between shades and undead are drawn.) 

But anyway, yeah. Funny enough, I was wondering how to show how time passed for Y/N and was considering having him grow a beard anyway lol.

Achilles would love seeing his son with a beard, Pat too. They would probably joke about him actually being a long-long family member that Pat didn’t know about.

However if I think what happens in Hades 2 actually happens, Y/N will grow the beard while apart from Hypnos. (Thanks depression! 👍)

I haven't talked about it yet but I suspect that Y/N and Hypnos will end up losing each other during the chaos and he is either trapped, helping Hermes or otherwise unable to find Hypnos. He has no clue where Hypnos is and just wants to find him.

Looked up the song, and dude that is immediately going on the playlist. Thank you for introducing me to them.

yeah, def. I’m willing to bet the Hades dev.team had their reasons for Hypnos being comatose. What I hope is that Melinoe still likes Hypnos after he wakes up ( bonus point for everyone if she actually thinks he is the funniest person around)

I hope those met up! It would be like running into that one coworker you dislike while in the dairy section at the grocery store and they won’t shut up and leave you alone. ( i love all three of them, those adorable old war criminals <3)

AHHH. Baby Melinoe!

Baby Melinoe is baby fever on crack, i adore her and will happily fight an undead army for her.

I personally think Hypnos is someone who always wanted kids, especially since he is kinda a big kid himself and would be one of those parents who could play all kinds of silly games with their kids.

Kids were kinda never on Y/N’s radar. There was his own trauma, the war then being on the run. Maybe in a lavender marriage, he might have a kid or two but it wasn’t something he seeked out. Seeing how happy it made Hypnos definitely planted the seed for him. I like to think Y/N would actually be a natural parent with kids.

I can’t articulate my level of love for her so here you go, a wholesome short for making past my rambling lol 

(The short)

The news of Princess Melinoe’s arrival was a welcome one in the house of Hades. It was as if the whole house had transformed around the little princess, there was a warmth, a sense of love, to the house that wasn’t there before.

You were going over the newly increased list of security measures that Master Hades demanded and Queen Persephone had politely requested. You had implemented countless measures leading up to the birth and more afterward but there was always more work to be done.

“Oh look who I found, Princess!” Hypnos’ voice reached your ears and you looked up to see Hypnos grinning at you, the aforementioned Princess Melinoe in his arms. At your questioning glance, Hypnos explained that he was on babysitting duty. 

“Besides, I am way more fun than your older brother, huh?” Hypnos cooed at baby Melinoe, tickling under her chin. The baby girl cooed back in delighted, high pitch sounds that only a newborn could make, little bubbles forming her lips and down her chin.

Normally Hypnos was extremely fussy about his cloak but grabbing an edge of it, he just wiped Melinoe’s drool away without complaint, his smile never fading.

Then, he lifted an expected brow at you. You looked at the baby in Hypnos’ arms, happily blabbering away. You never been around kids, not really. You weren’t sure if the little princess could even see past her small nose. 

She looked tiny and precious. And very, very fragile.

Hypnos laughed quietly. “She isn’t scary, dearest. You can tell her ‘hello’.”

”Hello.” You told her. Her eyes widen, staring up at you with wide mismatched irises. As if she was realizing you were right there. She blinked slowly. 

”Try giving her your finger.” Hypnos encouraged, and after a moment of hesitation, you obeyed.

Princess Melinoe grabbed at your finger with considerable strength and simply held on, staring at you with a surprisingly serious expression, blabbering away in nonsense. 

You made the appropriate noises like you could understand her and repeated, ‘indeed, Princess.’ along with ‘you are definitely much smarter than your brother.’

A smile formed on your face without you noticing.

You didn’t see the soft way Hypnos glanced at you, realizing the quiet hope that was forming in his chest. When it was time for Hypnos to return Princess Melinoe to her mother, you didn’t know that Hypnos was already putting together a conversation to have with you later.

You never knew.

[freetobeeyouandme]

Chapter 3: I Get My Ass Kicked by an Elven Princess

The next chapter of my Byler Isekai AU is now up on Ao3! We learn about Will's backstory, get some Byler bonding, and most importantly, Mike gets to use his new sword. What could go wrong?

Tags: M, Graphic Descriptions of Violence, Fantasy AU, Canon Typical Violence, Canon Typical Horror, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn

Summary:

Mike Wheeler hates High School, so when he almost dies and falls through a portal to another world, he’s not going to complain. Especially not when that world does not only have swords and magic but seems to work exactly according to the rules of his favorite tabletop role-playing game. But his euphoria might be short lived because the party of adventurers he falls in with turns out to be the target of an evil god and the fate of the world might rest on their shoulders. So, exactly like his games of D&D. Except the wanna-be Paladin soon realizes that being a hero is much harder in real life than it is in-game. - Or, Mike gets isekai’d into a world where D&D is real.

An excerpt and taglist below the cut:

Excerpt:

By the time Mike, Will, and Jonathan make it back home, the number of people they have to give the bad news to has halved. Because the Byers’ house only has so many beds, Lucas had left with Dustin, ceding his to Mike, and the pair had taken Max with them. Mike’s not sure what to do with the elf’s sudden kindness, but as the sun sets on Hawkins, the day’s excitement catches up with him and he’s not going to turn down a bed. He is a little disappointed to find Dustin had taken his backpack and everything but the books inside of it with him though.

When they arrive, El and her parents are playing cards, the Sorceress and her father competitively while her mother seems to only have joined to while away the time. Mike had finally found a moment to ask Will and Jonathan about their family situation on their way back when Jonathan mentioned that Mike should show the sword to Hop. Apparently Hop wasn’t the boys’ actual father, although neither of them seemed fond of the man who was. Hopper and their mother had found each other years after she left that man, and he had taken to her sons as if they were his own. And when Will and his friends brought El home, he had immediately become protective of the girl. Mike thought that was sweet, and the Byers genuinely seemed to love each other, something he wasn’t always sure applied to his own family.

True to Jonathan’s word Hop watches almost hungrily as Mike pulls the sword from the leather scabbard Murray had also provided while Will tells them about the Wizard’s ‘prophecy’. It’s the first time the harengon looks at him with something other than contempt, but Mike isn’t sure he likes this other expression either.

Thankfully Hop turns back to his cards when Mike’s eyes meet his, apparently unwilling to admit his curiosity. He pulls a red, beautifully illustrated card from his hands and throws it on top of the pile on the table.

El drags her eyes away from the sword and growls when she sees what her father has done.

“You got a plan on what to do with it?” Hop asks, nodding at the sword with feigned nonchalance.

Mike considers it. “Learn how to use it, I suppose. I’m not going home so I might as well take advantage of this.”

“Learn to use it how?”

He frowns. “Uh, like you use a shortsword, I guess?”

Mrs. Byers laughs, looking up from considering her own cards. “He means what class you had in mind.”

“Wait, you get to choose your class?” Of course, back in his world, he had chosen his characters’ classes, but that was a game and he was the author of those characters’ stories. He hadn’t expected that to translate to real life quite so literally.

Hop huffs a barely audible laugh that has Mike stare at him in disbelief. He didn’t think the man was capable of expressing joy.

“It’s like with every other profession,” he explains, with a shrug. “You pick what you think suits you and hope it works out for the best. But trust me, there are enough green-eared youngsters who think they want to become some world famous Wizard and remain the same green-eared nobodies even after years of study.”

Next to Mike, Will rolls his eyes. His expression is fond, though. “I thought we’d agreed, as a family, to never speak about that again?”

“You were a Wizard first?” Mike asks, intrigued. He places the sword on the table where everyone can continue ogling it and takes a seat.

Will shrugs as he joins him. “Well, emphasis lies on tried. I sucked at it and then I got lost in the woods for a week when I was twelve or so and Selune helped me find my way out. So that put an end to it.”

“So you decided to dedicate your life to the goddess?”

“I’m a better Cleric now than I ever would have been a Wizard, and besides, it’s not all that different serving her. Except she helps me finally understand magic.”

Mike weighs his head. It makes sense, although he’s not sure he understands that kind of religious devotion. He supposes if the god his parents believed in was a little more hands on, a little more available and granting his followers magic powers, it would be easier to believe in him. But as it stands Mike doesn’t think he’d be capable of the same kind of faith as Will seems to have in his goddess – not even if some god were to come to him in his dreams tonight.

Far more important to his choice: “Do you think I could learn magic?”

“Every living being has a connection to the magic that flows through this universe,” Will explains. “In some it is stronger than in others, and it manifests in different ways. Not everyone can actively channel magic, but I don’t see why you couldn’t try. Here.” He grabs Mike’s sword, and before his mother can reprimand him for doing that at the table and before Mike understands what his intention is, he drags his thumb over the sharp edge of the blade.

Mike has never considered before what color the blood of fantasy creatures such as dragonborn must be, but what wells up in the path of the blade is red and runs in a thick rivulet down the pad of Will’s finger. He swallows at the unexpected sight of it.

Will hisses slightly as he cuts himself, but his expression when he presents the cut is tranquil. He takes Mike’s hand with his uninjured one, guiding it to hold his bleeding finger, then nods towards the cut. “Don’t worry, I can heal myself if this doesn’t work.”

Mike grimaces. “You might have to. Maybe I will be a wizard.”

Will laughs with a nod at the sword. “Murray said he’s seen you wield that, so I doubt it.”

Mike feels his cheeks warm at how correct that assessment of him is. He’d played a Paladin in Hellfire’s last campaign, and he’d become partial to that class. Pure spellcasters were too complicated for him because there were always too many spells to memorize, but he did like the versatility of having some magic at his disposal. And while he wants to learn some magic now – why wouldn’t he, if magic is real here? – he also wants to learn how to use the sword he’s been given. He won’t have that opportunity if he ever goes back home.

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[goddess-aelin]

Ok here we go: THEORY TIME!

There are so many thoughts swirling around about ALITF so I'm going to try to get these out as coherently as possible.

I honestly have no clue what is going to happen in the next book. Obviously we know that Nyktos and Sera survive, have twins, etc. But we don't know the manner of how Sera survives, especially when it seems pretty hopeless right about now. So most of these focus on how Sera can survive.

There were a lot of things that stood out to me throughout the book, mostly about prophecies and literally in the first 20 pages.

"You haven't heard why he cannot save you as he is now."

This is Holland talking to Sera and Nyktos when they are discussing that she can only be saved by the blood of someone who loves her, right before we find out that Nyktos can't love.

I thought this was a really weird choice of words the first time I read it and I think it's a really weird choice now, too. Why would JLA put that in there like that if it didn't have some significance. She absolutely could've stopped the sentence with "you haven't heard why he cannot save you." Period. End. Done.

As he is now implies that a change can be made in some way.

-Change could be like him changing into his wolf form. Can he maybe love in this form? Could he save her if he takes her blood in this form and gives his own back?

-Or could he change in some other way? His heart can change? Could he get his kardia back via Maia or via growth? Throughout the book, it was talked about the Primals "falling." Aka falling in love. Before this, they didn't love either. So would it be possible for Nyktos to gain back his kardia or find some other way to love? I say yes. I think this is the most likely theory that I have. I truly think in the end, he's going to be able to love in some way. (TBH, I think he already does love her but just doesn't understand how and what he feels. You don't do the stuff he does for just anyone. And I think him wanting to love is indicative of that.)

-It also said somewhere in the book that even the fates can't tell what happens with love. So the fact that they don't know for sure that he will never be able to love her solidifies my point.

2. "It allows them to love another not of their blood, irrevocably, selflessly." This was Penellaphe talking about what a Kardia is. My initial thought with this too was so he can love someone of his blood? Hmm...

-If Sera would have his blood, could he love her then? Thereby saving her with the blood of someone who loves her?

-Could he love his sons if she was already pregnant and therefore be able to save them? I know mortals can't carry primal babies but it's been said time and time again that Sera isn't exactly fully mortal and can do things that a normal mortal can't. I think this is a stretch but it's a fun theory. And a really, really sad one.

3. I think they're heartmates.

Obviously this probably isn't a super uncommon theory BUT I do think this will factor into saving her.

-Maybe not being able to love will be negated if they're acknowledged heartmates.

- I'm not convinced that Nyktos is actually present in his wolf form at the end of the ALITF. We know from FBAA that heartmates can enter each other's dreams. Sera isn't exactly in the best state with blood loss and such at this moment so could she be hallucinating him? The thing that makes me think this is that I don't think she's ever seen or discussed Nyktos having a wolf form. So how would she immediately know that's him? Especially when she was super out of it and didn't even see Attes arrive. And also, no one else senses his presence? There's only one way and that's because she just knows. She can feel him in her heart.

4. This last part brings me to the last part of the prophecy which talks about a wolf in moonlight. Perhaps a key to saving her? She didn't acknowledge that Nyktos could be that wolf in the moonlight prior "seeing" him in the woods while Kolis was feeding on her so...I just really don't think he's actually there. I think we're going to get some angst for a while, a'la the poppycas separation.

5. The Prophecy itself isn't directly linked to Sera/Nyktos but rather to the series as a whole.

I mean, I'm sure someone has pointed this out before and maybe it's been confirmed. But "A first daughter, with a blood full of fire, fated for the once-promised king. And the second daughter with blood full of ash and ice, the other half of the future king. Together they will remake the realms as they usher in the end."

I'm not great with reading prophecies lol but I feel like the first daughter (Milicent) fated for the once-promised king (Malik, obviously he's not promised the throne anymore) and the second daughter (Poppy) who is the other half (literal heartmate) of the future king (Casteel, who is the king.) Just too much of a coincidence. Kolis explained this away as him and Eythos and Nyktos vs Sera and Mycella. But I just don't see it. I think he's stretching. And though Sera and Nyktos will be involved of course as the grandparents of Poppy, I think the prophecy is ultimately about Poppy.

Ok y'all. That's all I got for now. Lmao. It was a lot so thanks if you took the time to read it and of course, come into my messages and scream with me about this.

[maddieladner1999]

Red white and royal blue thoughts

Spoilers ahead be warned

Just to note I have not finished the book yet but I will

The cake scene was so good.

Outpolling the spice girls? Queen

“Good old fashioned damage control” I’m loving the accent

The sun shines line is the best love hearing it

Alex having to pretend to be friends with Henry is such a good plot device

“You’re wearing lifts I know that too sweetheart” lol love him

The tension is literally killing me

They should’ve had some time to prep this interview it’s awkward

White blond and British lol

Food fights to explain the cake?

Omg the closet scene I can’t

Some truths coming out that’s a good start

Nicholas face acting is impeccable

Aww they cut the Star Wars thing out

“You’re expected at my New Year’s party” yes

Rip to Alex’s sister

Is this guy flirting with him?

How is the presidents son so easily able to be a student and not be followed around by everyone?

The texting has started and love the spy kids lol

Oh yes the turkey scene

Love the way there filming the texts and calls

Alex wanting to help is cute

He didn’t wear a grey tie!

Henry’s face when the girl showed up 🥹

Henry’s reaction to get low is iconic

He’s trying so hard it’s cute.

Omg the girls kissing Alex and Henry’s reaction 🥹 he fell first

The way he says did I do something wrong tho

I don’t know how he didn’t get the prince Henry being bay thing I mean he literally said the people who interest me I can’t date

Alex worrying about Henry tho

Nora is the best

Alex being totally oblivious to his crush on henry is so funny

So he’s had a past with guys it’s not fully unaware

He’s looking for Henry awe

Prince henry has arrived yay

Alex getting help to talk to henry alone is so iconic of him

They’re kissing omg yes

Your royal hardness or Big Ben I love it

The ass grab stop

Some very bad things to you omg

Immediately walks into kissing I love them

Ok we doing this?

They kept the key!

I just can’t afford for you to fall in love with me awe henry you poor thing

Ok polo match next meeting

The one last look before leaving though

The sneaking around is perfection

“Yeah I could eat” sir you just did

That’s a long name

Alex’s hair in the coffee shop omg

Henry you making me sad

Alex just wanted to comfort him

Oh we already at making love

“I went to an English boarding school trust me you’re in good hands” henry you slut

They’re chemistry is everything.

The way they look at each other is so pure

I did not expect an actual sex scene

What in the fanfic?

Nicholas has very non manly hands

Omg they slept together too

Alex loves his life and Henry hates his

I love the idea of a women being president

“Yes madam president” I love him

She liked his memo! Yay

He’s going to Texas to get his mom re-elected!

The emails montage tho

Prince Henry has arrived in New York yasss

I have a feeling Miguel will do something stupid tho

Omg this is where zahra catches them oh yes

Her reaction to it being Henry is so on point

Straight up panic attack

Aww Henry told his sista

Is Alex gonna come out to his mom?

“He happens to be Henry” the realization

I love how accepting she is

Not a sex talk too lol

They invited Henry to the vacation house cute

I’m living for prince henry in normal clothes

He’s wearing Alex’s hats and singing karaoke I love Nicholas singing

I think Alex just realized he’s in love with Henry

They’re laying on the dock together I can’t

Oh no Henry is getting scared of Alex’s feelings

Nicholas the actor you are

Omg he jumped in to avoid the conversation

Poor Henry can’t have what he wants

Not him leaving in the middle of the night noo

Awe his sister cares so much about his feelings I hate that he can’t love Alex

Alex keeps calling obviously he’s confused

Alex flew to London to see Henry he’s in love

Henrys speech tho 👏🏻👏🏻

Y’all I’m actually crying

Alex making Henry tell him to leave yes king

Where are they going?

A museum?

There gonna dance cute

This is so precious

There gonna try to be together!

He’s giving Alex his ring and Alex is giving him the key necklace I can’t

Oh no the emails have been released

“The Waterloo letters” is that a mamma Mia reference?

Miguel for sure leaked the emails

Alex can come forward with the truth and does but will Henry?

Alex’s speech on coming out 👏🏻👏🏻

Zahra calling to get Henry on the phone for Alex tho queen

The way his face lit up when he heard Alex’s voice omg

Alex came to London for him I cannot

The piano playing is so cute

His hair is a lot less blonde but I think it’s the lighting

The king wishes to see Alex and Henry?

The silence is killing me

The king is trying to protect Henry by keeping him from happiness

Henry is standing up for himself I love it

“The nation will not accept a prince who is homosexual” yet there are loads of people outside

Henry is going outside with Alex and being himself!

Henry being there for the end of the election tho

Henry’s tie stop

She won! Ellen won!

Henry’s on stage with them!!!

I’m so happy they can be public

Visiting the old house?

That’s it? No I want more

[mistandshcdow]

the evans: they're great, actually

i recently watched high school musical 2, because it's summertime, and that's what you do when it's summertime. something that wormed its way into my head while watching and has not left is how LOVELY sharpay and ryan's parents are. disney could have easily made them stereotypical, shallow, rude and entitled rich parents with a neglectful attitude towards their children (possibly giving a reason for their narcissistic and mean behaviour), but they didn't. instead, i found not a single fault with them as parents.

when we first meet mrs. evans, she's chilling in the yoga studio, and responds to sharpay's bitching with remarkable ease. she greets her son lovingly, and encourages their interests in music, and wants them to foster relationships with their classmates.

when mr. evans arrives, he seems to fall more into the superficial rich dad role, landing on the golf course in a helicopter. however, once we see him speak to his family, it's obvious how much he loves them. he gives both of his children affirmation, and compliments. sharpay is obviously his little princess, and although it's clear that he doesn't really understand ryan, but he still goes out of his way to support him, fixing his hat, and helping him line up putts.

but the biggest thing that makes the evans parents such nice people is what they do for troy. sharpay's schemes go completely over their heads--they don't know that sharpay is manipulating them. sharpay tells them that troy is a talented kid with financial issues, and they immediately offer to step up and support him with their connections. they promote him, they introduce him to university bigwigs, and advocate for him to get scholarships. they do all of this because they like troy, and think he's talented and nice. they never present any ulterior motive for this assistance, and seem happy to see him succeed.

so yes, are they slightly shallow? maybe. is their daughter slightly psycho? yeah. but i think the only fault of the evans parents is that they are naive and genuinely nice.

[flyingdumpsterfire]

OMORI AU: The Curse Of Faraway

I actually think there's a YouTube video of a similar AU, but it's not quite the same.

TW: TONS of suicide, depression, and all that jazz, and urban legends (kind of)

In this AU, Kel goes to knock on the door of Sunny's house, as usual. However, Sunny is still hallucinating a lot, so when he opens the door, instead of Kel, he sees Something. Before Kel can react, Sunny stabs him, accidentally killing him, similar to when Basil stabbed Sunny's eye due to a hallucination. When Sunny hears Kel's groan of pain, followed by a shocked and betrayed "SUNNY....?" and the sound of his body thudding against the floor, his hallucination fades, and he realises he killed Kel. At that moment, he hears Omori's voice in his head:

"Again...?"

"You killed someone you loved yet again...?"

"How can you say you loved them then...?"

"How can you say you're worthy of love...?"

"Mari loved you and you killed her. Kel loved you and you killed him."

"You are nothing but a killer. You don't deserve to live."

Shattered, Sunny immediately turns the knife on himself, stabbing himself to death.

Their dead bodies keep sitting in Sunny's house until Kel's mom sends Hero to check on Kel the next day when he comes home from college, since Kel hadn't come back last night, nor had he let her know he was staying over. When Hero arrives, however, he finds the front door unlocked, so he goes in and immediately sees Kel and Sunny lying dead on the ground. He falls to his knees in utter despair, and begins to sob over their dead bodies, not bothering to call an ambulance since he can tell they're beyond saving. Eventually, he calls his mom and tells her what he found. Police arrive shortly, and declare it as a murder-suicide, and the news spreads throughout Faraway like a wildfire.

That night, Hero hangs himself in his back garden, almost in honour of Mari, and is discovered by his parents the next morning.

"Did you hear? Mari's little brother and the (Kel and Hero's last name)'s youngest son were found dead in the same house Mari died!"

"Really? That house sure is haunted..."

"What's worse, is the (k+h/l/n)'s eldest son also died, and by hanging too! Just like Mari... Oh, that poor family..."

Soon Basil hears this news from Polly around One Day Left, and then goes into the bathroom, garden shears in hand. Polly finds his body in the bathroom an hour later, stab wounds all over his torso.

Aubrey is left as the only girl standing, but not for long. On Moving Day, Sunny's mom arrives, but suddenly Aubrey starts walking across the crosswalk during a green light, too devastated to notice her fatal mistake, and Sunny's mom ends up running Aubrey over. Sunny's mom immediately gets out and calls an ambulance, but it's too late. At that moment Kel and Hero's parents run out of the house with Sally to see Sunny's mom standing there horrified, while paramedics take Aubrey's body away from the scene. They rush over to her, and ask if she's alright, and she responds that she's doing just as well as anyone else would in this situation, seeing as she recognised the girl she ran over as Aubrey. Then Hero and Kel's parents offer their condolences regarding Sunny, and Sunny's mom replies:: Sunny's mom: "What? What do you mean, you're sorry about my son? He's still alive, isn't he...?"

Hero and Kel's dad: "No... He... killed Kel and then himself, three days ago."

Hero and Kel's mom: "I'm so sorry..."

Sunny's mom is in denial briefly, before breaking down sobbing. Kel and Hero's parents comfort her, before they bump into a tearful Polly. The three heartbroken parents and one heartbroken caretaker spend a while just mourning together, and then eventually, after many years, they get back on their feet.

Sunny's house is abandoned, no one wanting to live there, not even Sunny's mom.

Years later, the tale of the 6 teenagers becomes an urban legend::

"Have you heard? At the end of the road, there's a creepy house, and if you go there at night, you'll see the ghosts of 6 teenagers wandering the house...

A tall boy in an orange basketball uniform roams the atrium, a large stab wound in his chest. He can be heard whispering, "SUNNY..." over and over, like a broken record. If you approach him, he will ignore you, instead searching for his brother, despite walking in circles.

A shorter boy with hair and eyes as black as night stands alone nearby, covered in blood, with multiple stab wounds in his torso. He will follow you if you approach him, muttering that 'Something's behind you'.

Out in the garden, two youth, one a young man and the other a young woman hang from a tree, still holding hands. They do not respond to interaction, but instead hang there motionlessly.

In the bathroom, a short boy wearing a flower crown and holding bloodied garden shears stares at the mirror, mumbling incoherently. If you approach him, he will grab your shoulders, desperately asking, "SUNNY... MARI... AUBREY... KEL... HERO... where are they....? ...why did they leave me...?" Unless you can answer him correctly, he will get agitated and stab you to death with his shears. The correct answers are that SUNNY and KEL are downstairs, HERO and MARI are outside, and AUBREY is by the roadside.

Finally, standing outside the house by the road, is a girl with dyed pink hair stained with blood. She is weeping quietly, and walking up and down the crosswalk, calling out for her friends. If you approach her, she will simply beat you to death with her baseball bat."

Multiple people go into the house on different occasions, and mysteriously disappear because of it.

It becomes known as The Curse Of Faraway.