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wlwhq · 7 months

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hey all!! under the cut are some wanted plots for each of my muses, shoot me an im or like this if any of these are calling your name and id be happy to plot something out with ya! <3

(ps everyone's a sapphic below so give me all your sapphics plz)

soleil. late 20s. baker. jasm.in savoy brown fc. switch.

fwb where your muse is getting attached and soleil is being distantly distant as per usual

someone else in the baking/cooking/restaurant industry where they could work together??

mikayla. mid/late 20s. interior designer. saman.tha logan fc. top.

little sister's best friend ship for the angst of a secret relationship

rich well off milf for mick to work for in designing a new mansion

nora. mid 50s/early 60s. lawyer. julia lou.is dreyfus fc. top.

law student/maybe a law professor if we lean into the collegiate territory (insert crazy eyes here)

anywhere where she can be a sug.ar mommy please !!

mariana. late 30s. er doctor. americ.a ferrera fc. switch.

FELLOW DOCTORS/INTERNS/NURSES/PLZ.........

someone to help her lighten tf up

samantha. late 30s. defense attorney. sara.h snook fc. switch.

fellow older woman who can take her on a sexual Journey of discovery

another lawyer at her firm, so there can be Late Nights Working...

maggie. early 30s. dancer. ari.ana deb.ose fc. bottom.

i have a spider-woman verse pls dont let it go to waste...give me your super villains and your drastically angsty anti-heroes she will love them

also a verse with her as a backup dancer for a famous performer, touring together....it could get ga.y

rowan. early 30s. paramedic. er fi.ghtmaster fc. top.

older sibling's wife. imagine the side eyes emoji here

old ex from college that can't resist the Energy!! & hooking up

darcy. late 30s. restaurant owner. katie mc.grath fc. switch.

regular at her restaurant that's always trying to be flirty and darcy finally giving in

food blogger/food critic that's always hanging around or stopping by bc can't get enough of the food or of darce

violet. early/mid 30s. speech language pathologist. tat.iana mas.lany fc. switch.

bc vi works with a lot of kids, maybe give me your single moms??? please???

older friend of her dads who she thinks is hot pfft

georgia. late 30s. executive chef. nata.sia demetriou fc. switch.

another chef at her restaurant who she has a love/hate relationship with and refuses to give the time of day

former therapist who worked georgia through all of her shit a decade ago and now they're friends/casual??

destiny. early 30s. therapist. quin.ta bruns.on fc. bottom.

give her someone to simp over my god she's probably the softest out of my muses

grad school bestie that maybe they would occasionally hook up? and don't talk about it so they don't ruin the friendship?

syd. mid 20s. tattoo artist. kehla.ni fc. top.

tattoo clients/fwb!! she'll accept payment in head

someone they used to cam for regularly

cole. early 20s. barista. liv hewson fc. switch.

someone they look up to (professor, coworker, counselor) that understands the they/them experience

current girlfriend who goes on a cross-country road trip with them in a bid to get out of their small town and start Living

evie. mid 30s. florist. taylo.r swif.t fc. bottom.

acquantaince of her mom that she's seeing on the low low

someone who doesn't give a shit that she comes from money and doesn't care who she is (that would make her so !!!)

aurora. early 50s. tech ceo. hann.ah wadd.ingham fc. top.

i cannot stress enough how much of a sugar mom.my she is. please.

fellow mil.fs to form a mil.f alliance with

nadja. 500+. vampire badass. nat.asia deme.triou fc. switch. canon character from wwdits

LESBIAN VAMPIRE POLYCULE PLEASE!!!

also if any of y'all write as the guide i will cry

disclaimer that nadja is just a test muse of mine and i might be bad at her so PLZ

#indie rp #indie lesbian rp #indie smut rp #indie bi rp #wanted plots #wp #if i could pin a second post it would be this one #will be regularly updated as i add new muses

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janeykath318 · 2 years

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Sexiest Man Alive: a Shieldshock drabble.

“I told you, no further comments. He’s said all he’s going to say on the subject. If you don’t get off our property in five minutes, I WILL inform the Black Widow AND The Winter Soldier. They don’t like it when their friends are harrassed.”

Holding up her phone to show she meant business, Darcy stared down the reporters at her door. True to form, the name-dropping worked and she watched them scurry away like nervous ants.

Locking the door behind her, she returned to her husband, recently named The Sexist Man Alive, much to his annoyance and embarrassment. Steve had made his dutiful appearance at a brief press conference, then retreated to their house to hide out for a while.

“Are they gone?” he sighed, looking up from the the book he was as trying to distract himself with.

“Yep. I invoked both Natasha AND Bucky, so they’ll behave,” Darcy announced, curling up beside Steve. “The Enquirer dude is still scared of Bucky from the last episode. He looked ready to wet himself.”

Steve chuckled and put his book down to pull her closer.

“You’re the best, Darcy, but I’ll deal with it the next time. You’re my wife, not a guard dog.”

“It was stressing you out and I enjoy playing guard dog,” Darcy reassured him. “Even superheroes need protecting sometimes, too.”

“I’m retired,” Steve reminded her, wrinkling his perfect nose at the mention of the word superhero. He was not a fan.

“All the more reason, then,” she answered cheerily. “Also, I want you all to myself, Mr. Sexiest Man Alive. Took them long enough to acknowledge your rightful status.”

Steve’s ears turned pink and he shook his head at her. Darcy grabbed the magazine off the coffee table and flipped to the photo shoot.

“I’m getting that one framed and hung in our room,” she pointed out gleefully, ogling the page where Steve was wearing a white tee shirt and staring moodily into space, showing off his very fine arms.

Steve rolled his eyes, but smiled at her knowingly.

“Whatever makes you happy, Darce,” he said, giving her a come-hither look from under his eyelashes.

Darcy responded quite willingly and they were in the middle of a very enthusiastic make out session when the doorbell rang again repeatedly.

Reluctantly crawling off of Steve’s lap, Darcy went grumbling to the door ready to fight. But what she saw on the step made her do a double take, then double over in laughter.

“Darcy?” She could only gesture Steve toward her, being unable to form coherent sentences.

Standing on their front porch was a life size cardboard cutout of Steve in his stealth suit with a SEXIEST MAN ALIVE banner draped over his shoulder.

“Congratulations! Alexa, play Sexy Back.” was scrawled on the cardboard in writing that she recognized as Bucky’s. Various added commentary on Steve’s “attributes” was written on the jaw, shoulder, legs, and posterior. Sam and Natasha had clearly joined in the playful roasting of their friend. Darcy slid to the floor as mirth overtook her, but Steve yanked his flat doppelgänger inside and stuffed it on the hall closet before turning to her with his hands on his hips and a red face, torn between laughter and mortification.

“Did you have anything to do with this?” He asked suspiciously.

“Sadly, no,” she denied regretfully, giggling again. “They left me out, the meanies.”

“I’m never gonna hear the end of this, am I?” He sighed ruefully, hoisting Darcy to her feet and rubbing his forehead sheepishly.

“Nope!” Darcy confirmed. “Face it, Steve: you’re just too sexy for this world.”

“I’m still not sure I agree, but Your opinion on that topic is the only one that matters to me, sweetheart,” he declared seriously. “I will get Bucky back for that, though.”

Darcy chuckled. “And I’ll help you. Now, can we get back to more fun activities?”

She cocked her head with a flirty smile.

“Happily,” Steve agreed, his grin turning into a smolder.

Later, as she was tugged into the bedroom, a devious thought struck her.

“Alexa, play Sexy Back!” she called out.

Alexa promptly obliged and Steve’s eyes narrowed.

“You traitor,” he grumbled, scooping her up bodily.

“I mean, if the shoe fits….” she said with a shrug, pulse accelerating at his “I’m about to devour you” face. Darcy was in trouble: sexy, sexy trouble.

#fanfic #shieldshock #steve rogers #darcy lewis

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lukeevangelista · 2 years

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baby kuemper - cale makar

my fav rosy cheeked boy, i just had to write something for him. and how else would i do it? by making the reader my fav goalies little sibling.

pairing: kuemper!reader x cale makar

no warning! just fluff and the boys teasing cale & reader

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“i’m so excited you’re here.” darcy grinned at you as he wrapped you in his arms as he picked you up from the airport.

“me too darc. me too. i missed you so much.” you smiled back at him as you grabbed the handle on your suitcase once again.

“i have so much planned for us, other than on game days, obviously.” he trailed off as the two of you walked to his car. he loaded your stuff in the trunk before walking to the driver door and getting in. the two of you made small talk before you finally arrived at his and his wife’s home, seeing a couple of cars in the driveway.

he unloaded your stuff, him grabbing the handle of the suitcase and tugging it behind him, “oh yeah, i hope you don’t mind, but a couple of the guys were over before i left to grab you. i just told them to stay put.” he mentioned as he unlocked the door.

“darc, it’s your house.” you laughed, “i don’t care who is over.”

he opened the front door and that’s when you heard all the chaos.

“what the fuck ej?”

“i told you not to do that!”

“shut up landy! i do what i want!”

“this isn’t your house ej!”

“shut up!”

darcy looked at you with wide eyes before walking to the living room, leaving you standing in the foyer.

“uh guys?” he yelled out, stopping all the commotion as he watched gabe and erik argue over the remote, cale siting there on his phone ignoring it all, and nathan shaking his head at the other two idiots still arguing on the couch, “i’m back and i have company.”

and that stopped everything. you could hear a pin drop before you heard darcy holler your name, calling you into the living room.

you walked in, acting like you were texting someone as you entered the room, all the eyes darting to you as you locked your phone, shoving it into your pocket.

“guys, this is y/n.” he started as he introduced the couple of guys that were sitting on his couch, his wife watching from the kitchen.

“you couldn’t have controlled them?” he laughed, as he walked over to her, giving her a sweet kiss.

“i tried.”

“no you didn’t.” cale called out, him speaking for the first time causing your breath to hitch in your throat. sydney walked over, smacking the back of cales head, causing him to groan.

“shut up calesy.” nate laughed, “don’t be mean.” he joked.

it wasn’t long after that you got settled into your room for the next couple of weeks as you transitioned to living in the higher altitude. you had transferred to denver university, which honestly made darcy really happy. he was excited to have his sidekick back with him. other than college and when he was away for hockey, you two never left each other’s side. he was your best friend, and other than sydney, you were his too.

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it had been a couple of weeks since you arrived and you had gotten closer with some of the guys since they were constantly inviting darcy to things and telling him to bring you along so they could get to know you better.

well primarily a certain brunette with the rosiest cheeks you’ve ever seen.

“wait no.” you laughed you felt cale try and grab your phone from you. you guys were current sitting at gabe’s. he had thrown a little ‘welcome’/‘cheers to the new season’ party to the new teammates and you had obviously came with darcy as he was trying to get you included with the team and introduced since you were going to be hanging around for a while.

“you’re not paying attention to a word i said.” he laughed as he finally wiggled the phone out of your hands causing you to pout.

“hey lovebirds, stop flirting and join the party.” erik yelled across the pool, him quickly taking an elbow from gabe before the group they were talking to laughed as they watched the two of you blush.

“here.” cale sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, the redness spreading down his neck and to his chest.

thank god for gabe and his dumbass pool parties.

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now this being said, this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened and it definitely wasn’t the first time one of his teammates had made the situation awkward.

this time it was just cale with tyson jost, him trying to pry into your guys love life.

“tys, there’s literally nothing to tell you.” cale shrugged him off as the two of them walked around the rink.

well more so like cale trying to get away from tyson. he was kinda like that fly you try to shoo away, but it just never goes away until you finally get bug spray or zap it.

“god quit harassing me.” cale laughed as he watched tyson get all giddy.

“there’s something going on and i am going to find out calesy.” he grinned as he watched you walk into the rink beside your brother. you had signed up for a photography class for one of your semesters and you decided getting photos of the boys would be the easiest, considering you didn’t know your way around denver all that well yet, even though you had been there for a couple of weeks.

“do not.” you glared at jt as he walked up to you, cale and tyson watching from afar.

the two had planned this. they had planned to corner you and get you guys to spill, but in reality, there was really nothing to spill.

right now, the two of you were just friends who liked spending time together and maybe adding a couple of kisses in there, but they didn’t need to know that.

you were just friends.

“i wasn’t going to say anything!” he smirked as the red head threw his arm over your shoulder, “but you know, its not nice to lie.”

“lie about what?”

“cale baby, cale.” he grinned as the two of you walked towards the rosy cheeked boy and his curly headed best friend.

“no.” cale stated, “she has work to do.” he started before the other two decided to pry further.

“and you know this how?” they teased.

“because we talk and the camera around her neck is a dead giveaway.” he deadpanned at them, rolling his eyes.

“okay, that’s fair.” they pouted before they scurried off, trying to get ready for practice.

“i am so sorry.” cale laughed as he stood a little closer to you.

“its really okay.” you sheepishly replied.

okay maybe you did have a crush on this boy.

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“you can’t tell me you don’t have anything for this boy.” mel said as she watched you stare at the boy who had ditched his t-shirt as he ran around with mel and gabe’s kids, “you’re staring at him like if you stop, he’s going to disappear.”

your eyes never left him.. well that was until he caught you staring, his throwing a subtle wink towards you, a harsh blush forcing itself onto your face. what you didn’t realize that everyone else had picked up on was the stolen glances between the two of you. when you weren’t staring at him, he was watching you as you interacted with mel, or the kids, or hell, even his teammates.

watching you get along with everyone was one of cale’s favorite things and it had been for the last couple of weeks. after cale had gotten out of his last long-term relationship, it was harder for him to bring girls he was seeing over because he didn’t want the boys getting to know someone, just for him to have to break the news that it didn’t work out.

but with you, thing were different for him.

you rolled your eyes as you took a sip of the ice water that mel had brought out for you, “mel.” you whined, “please, not you too.” you begged, “were already hearing enough from ej, tys, and jt. next its going be darcy..”

“and you know this how?” she asked.

“i can just feel it.” you sighed.

“okay, what powers did you acquire overnight?” she laughed as she patted your hand, “all i’m saying is, i’d make a move before missy girl over there does.” she said, subtly nodding towards the blonde who was standing across the patio, eyeing cale like she was the only man she had ever seen.

which you couldn’t blame her. the man was gorgeous, kind, and gentle. everything cale did, he did it with grace. you watched as she finally got brave, walking over to cale as she tried to make small talk with him.

it didn’t take long for her to ask for his number, him kindly turning her down, stating he was seeing someone. hearing those words caused your heart to palpatate, it slightly cracking as you heard the words fall off his tongue, mel’s eyes darting between the two of you.

she walked away, feeling defeated as he crossed over to you. you slightly shrugged him off as he stood behind you, his hand on your shoulder as you watched the youngest landeskog waddle over you.

cale decided to take a seat next to you in the available chair but that didn’t last long as you got up, entering the familiar home, cale not far behind.

“trouble in paradise, eh?” erik joked before nate elbowed him in the ribs, them all huddling to watch the scene before them in the window. they couldn’t hear anything, but they definitely weren’t going to miss a good show between the two of you.

“what do you mean you’re seeing someone?” you asked, your bottom lip wobbling as tears started prickling at your eyes.

you’d be damned if you were going to cry over this, let alone over a boy.

“what- no,” he started as his hands found the sides of your arms, rubbing up and down, “i’m not seeing anyone.”

you and cale had this unspoken rule that if the other did happen to start seeing someone else, the other would say something. this developed the night you shared your first kiss, accidentally ending up in his bed.

now that night, nothing happened. you didn’t hook up.

what had happened though is, you both were on the verge of wine drunk and you kissed him. your feelings had became stronger while intoxicated and apparently his did too because next thing you know, you were in his bed, cuddling into each other and sharing soft kisses.

and that brings you to current time.

“i promise you baby,” he purred as he brought you into his chest, “you’re the only girl i want to seee right now.” he said as he rubbed your back, “only you.”

you nodded into his chest, “they’re staring.”

 “of course they are.” you felt his laugh rumble through his chest, his head darting towards where the boys were seated, them all giving waves to him, except darcy, who was giving a playful glare towards the innocent boy.

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“you can’t be serious.” you groaned as you two walked out of the movie theater hand in hand. cale tossed your trash into the bin as the two of you headed towards the entrance, coincidentally running into your favorite boys and their girlfriends, alex newhook and bowen byram.

“dating my ass.” alex snorted to bo, who hadn’t taken his eyes off the two of you.

“god please don’t say anything.” you practically begged.

the two of them made a motion like they were locking their lips and throwing away the key, but unbeknownst to you two, bo had already snapped a photo and sent it to the group chat.

cale hadn’t seen it yet due to him 1. being in the movies and not turning airplane mode off yet and 2. the group chat being muted since he was tired of being woken up by it.

you guys bidded your goodbyes before walking out the door, facepalming about being caught by two of the youngest on the team.

“you know they’re going to say something, right?” he asked as he opened your car door.

“oh a 100%.” you replied as you watched him run around the car, slipping into the drivers seat.

“you realize erik is going to join in with tys and jt and make this worse for us?”

“once again, 100%.”

he started the car as a laugh escaped his lips before backing out of the parking spot.

you had told darcy you were having a girls night with some friends, when in reality, you were staying with cale tonight, but no one needed to know that for now.

“are you still okay with staying the night?” he asked as he grabbed your hand over the console, his thumb running over your knuckles before bringing your hand to his mouth, placing a tender kiss on it.

you nodded as you looked over at him, squeezing his hand a little tighter, “of course i am”.

“good.” he stated, “darcy’s going to kill us.” he continued, a smirk on his face as he spoke.

“no. he’s going to kill you,” you joked, “he loves me too much.”

“please don’t put those thoughts in my head.”

“i’m kidding cale.”

“i know you are.” he said, “darcy couldn’t hurt a fly.”

“clearly you don’t know him that well.”

“what do you mean?”

“ask my sophomore year boyfriend.” you winked.

you watched cale take a deep breath before watching his adam’s apple bob, “cale, baby, i’m kidding. lighten up.”

he shook his head at you, a sigh leaving his lips, “i just don’t wanna mess this up.”

“you won’t. i promise.”

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“hey i got something for you.” darcy knocked at your door, you jumping off the bed to open the door.

“gimme. present time.” you joked as you held out your hands, trying to take the bag from you.

“aha- not so fast young lady.” he replied, holding the bag out of your reach, “if you don’t like it, we can exchange it… maybe for a certain rosy cheeked boys.” he winked as you opened the bag, pulling out a new avalanche jersey that had yours and his last name on the back of it, “i figured you’d want a new one for tonight since the one you had, and probably brought, was from arizona.”

you sheepishly nodded, him knowing you that well, “but wait, why would i want to exchange it for cales?”

“don’t give me that.” he laughed at you, “i’ve seen how you look at him sweetheart.”

you pursed your lips as your eyes suddenly found the ceiling really interesting.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you replied as he let out another belly laugh before placing his hand on your shoulder and pulling you into his chest.

“if it’s any consolation, i would 100% approve of that kid.”

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and that’s how you found yourself standing in ball arena with cale makars jersey draped over your shoulders. darcy wasn’t upset when you asked to exchange it since he was honestly expecting it. but instead of exchanging, he ended up buying you the cale one, him claiming “well it’ll be good to have two of them.” which caused you to roll your eyes but not turn him down.

“so calesy huh?” mel laughed as a blush creeped onto your cheeks.

“what- no.” you nervously smiled, “just friends.”

“yeah keep telling yourself that kid.” she replied back, “i said the same thing with gabe and now look at us, two kids and married.” she shrugged as she adjusted the youngest on her hip, you holding their daughter.

the two of you had taken them down to the glass to watch warm ups.

“i don’t know what’s going on mel.” you sighed, “he’s so sweet but i don’t think he’s interested like that. so just friends.” you gave her a soft smile as you watched gabe skate up to the glass, cale and darcy not far behind him as the came up to mess with the kids that were huddled around the glass.

cale smirked and raised his eyebrows as he did a little spin movement with his finger causing you to turn around to see his last name on your back.

cale could have dropped to the ground once his eyes saw his name. his breath hitched in his throat and it was becoming harder to breathe. but he loved it. he loved nothing more than to see the sight before him. his demeanor changed as he gave you a slight wink and waved goodbye to the kids before skating back to the bench to meet up with devon.

“you can’t tell me you didn’t just see that.” mel whispered as the two of you watched darcy and gabe talk against the boards.

the game started and the boys were playing extremely well. it was the first game of the season and the home opener against chicago. it didn’t take long for jack johnson to fire a puck past marc-andre fleury. other than your brother, fleury was your favorite goalie.

by the end of the first period, it ended up being 3-1. the boys came out buzzing after the intermission, adding another goal, darcy keeping the pucks out, except one in the third period causing the score to be 4-2 by the end of the game.

you were ecstatic. the energy in the arena was insane and you could feel like excited everyone was that they had won their first game of the season. you followed mel down to the locker rooms, standing outside with some of the other wives and and girlfriends and their sleepy children.

“are you excited?” girards fiancé asked.

you gave her a confused look, “about the win? of course. darcy played great.”

“no silly, about seeing cale.” she gave you a soft smile.

“what are you talking about?”

“the jersey. aren’t you guys together?” she asked, looking confused.

you quickly shook your head no, putting all the pieces together, “no.” you laughed, “we’re not. we’re just friends.” you said, slight sadness lacing your tone as the boys rushed out of the room, most of them ready to go celebrate the win. it was unlike last season when they were practically forced to go from the rink to home and vice versa. this season, they were actually able to celebrate the wins and that’s what they planned on doing.

“hey.” cale whispered as he walked next to you as everyone walked to the bar down near the arena. it was super close so no one felt the need to drive down there.

“hey.” you gave him a tight lipped grin, “sorry about this.” you motioned to the jersey, a laugh escaping your lips.

“don’t apologize,” he started, “i think it looks great.”

you knew a couple of the boys were walking behind you guys as you guys kept a steady pace away from everyone else. you could feel eyes burning into your guys backs, laughter echoing out in the chilly air.

a shiver ran down your spine, causing cale to notice. now like it’s been mentioned, the two of you were just friends. nothing more, nothing less. but things change.

“are you cold?” he asked beginning to shrug off his suit jacket.

“cale makar, don’t you dare.” you laughed as you watched him pull it off, sliding it around your shoulders, “you’re going to get cold.”

“i’ll be fine.” he said as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

and that’s what set the boys off, your brother leading the charge with all the teasing.

“guess you’ll be staying in colorado a little bit longer, huh?” darcy called out, a laugh leaving his lips, sydney shushing him, saying that it was ‘sweet and to leave you alone’. you made a mental note to thank her later, but for now, you were going to be dealing with the teasing from your brother and his teammates.

you buried your head into cale’s arm, his arm tightening around your shoulder. you could feel his laugh vibrate through his body causing your heart to flutter. that’s as definitely a sound you could listen to every day and never get tired of it.

“i guess i will be.” you said as you lifted your head, looking at the boy who was already looking down at you.

#cale makar imagine #cale makar #colorado avalanche #colorado avalanche imagine #nhl blurb #nhl imagines #nhl imagine

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arcadianmoonshadowjedi · 3 years

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Let The Bells Ring (A Stricklake Wedding)

Good news everyone! I was finally able to motivate myself to finish this fanfic, which took me weeks due to work and weak motivation lol. Since I’ve been sick this week with not much to do, I was able to motivate myself to power through!

So this is a continuation of my Making Things Right fic, which is an alternate ROTT ending where the timeline is NOT reset and everyone lives and gets to attend the Stricklake wedding! This in general is how I imagine a Stricklake wedding going, regardless of the overall plot of ROTT. I got so much inspiration for this from throughout the fandom, including @bklily & @undeadchestnut <3 Enjoy!

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In the weeks to come, the people of Arcadia and perhaps, the whole world would continue to recover from what would’ve been a large-scale apocalypse. To celebrate the end of this war and help everyone with healing, Barbara and Strickler felt that they should get married as soon as possible. Barbara nearly lost Strickler in his attempt to save Jim and stop the ice titan, and she was never more determined to tie the knot and be with him for the rest of her life. It was thanks to her excellent medical skills that both him and Nomura were able to recover from their life-threatening injuries, even though his wings were permanently damaged from the blast.

The day of the wedding arrived on a bright spring as the flowers began to bloom in the trees across Arcadia. Everyone was busy and super pumped getting ready for the big day. Claire, along with Aja, Darci, and Mary were all getting ready in her room. With Papa Skull music playing, they did their hair, nails, and makeup while also fooling around quite a bit. Aja sat right in front of the mirror back in her human form after a very long time.

“I’ve never been to a human marriage party before!” She squealed in excitement as her girlfriends did her hair and makeup.

“We’re so glad you can be with us, Aj,” Darci responded wholeheartedly as she pulled Aja’s light blonde hair into a beautiful, flowery updo with some loose hairs falling to the side. Claire and Mary both focused on getting her makeup done and when they were finally done, Aja gazed into the mirror in awe.

“Wow! I look.. I look soo..”

“Lively!” The girls cheerfully finished the sentence for her.

“Hey Claire Bear, Darc and I are gonna grab a few things from my car. You and Aja finish getting ready, ok?” Said Mary as she and Darci left the room. Claire helped Aja get into her hot pink strapless dress, and Aja couldn’t help but squeal in excitement and twirl around in her high-low skirt. Aja quickly enveloped Claire into a tight hug.

“Oh thank you so much Claire! This is amazing!”

Both girls chuckled and smiled at each other.

“Also,” Aja started. “It’s so nice to have another girl to fight side by side with, I don’t get to do that a lot. And your shadows of magic are so lively!”

“Thanks! And yeah same. Boys clubs can get pretty annoying, haha,” Claire joked. "We should definitely hang out more," Aja nodded in agreement and they both smiled warmly at each other.

“We’re back!” Mary said as she and Darci finally came back with more accessories. After they all finished getting ready, Mary took out her phone and they all posed for a selfie.

“Aw C-Bomb! It’s so good to have you back! We missed you like crazy when you left Arcadia! You and Aja!” She squealed cheerfully, squeezing Claire into a tight hug. Darci joined in and grabbed Aja as well. “Yeah girl! Don’t ever leave us out of nowhere like that again,” Darci said with a frown as she hugged Claire tighter. Claire chuckled and took both of their hands. “Don’t worry, I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon. It would be nice to take a break once in a while, hopefully,” She assured her girlfriends and hugged them again.

Moments later, the girls rode in Mary's car to Jim's house. When Aja got out from the back seat, the front door suddenly flew open and Steve ran out to her.

"My royal, ninja-kicking angel is here!" He yelled.

Without any hesitation, he swung Aja up from her feet and spun her around as she screamed joyously. He kissed her so passionately that Aja eventually started pushing him.

"Steve!" She chuckled. "My makeup! You're going to mess it up!" Steve laughed and then they both pressed their foreheads together and smiled lovingly as they held each other.

Jim stood at the front door watching and shaking his head while the remaining girls chuckled and let out some "awws" from the car. Claire eventually opened the door and walked out from the front seat, and Jim couldn't help but let out a "woah."

Claire stepped out in glimmering heels and wore a beautiful, midnight dress with a slit to the side. She smiled at Jim and her smoky eyeshadow made her beautiful, brown eyes glow even more. She walked up to him and he gently took her hands in his.

"You ready to be the greatest best man?" She asked.

"Ready as I can get," Jim chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head. Claire smiled, then cupped his cheeks in her hands and leaned forward to press her lips against his. When she finally pulled back, she carefully stroked his hair and tucked it behind his ear.

"Good luck, I know you got this,"

Jim smiled and put his hand on hers, letting out a sigh of relief.

Toby and Aaarrrgghh walked out of the front door beside them and the three trollhunters smiled at one another. It's good they were all back together. And actually happy this time! Toby walked over to Jim and Claire for an affectionate group hug while Darci and Mary walked over.

"Toby!" Darci screamed as she ran over to hug her boyfriend. With a massive smile on his face, Toby hugged her back and held her tight.

"Oh TP! It's so good to have you back! I missed you so so much!" She started, her eyes tearing up. Toby on the other hand, after everything he went through, just wanted to revel in this moment

"It's good to be back, Darc," he responded softly.

Darci smiled at him and was totally digging his wedding look. "Looking good in a tux, TP,"

Aaarrrgghh nodded in agreement. "Mmm, Fancy,"

Toby put his hands on his hips and smirked. "Oh, well, yeah I do gotta look awesome-sauce for Dr. L's wedding, am I right?"

The gang laughed and finally went inside the house. Everyone headed towards the backyard except for Jim, who waited by the stairs. Toby and Claire looked back at him and gave him a nod of good luck before walking out the door.

Later that evening, more guests arrived and filled the seats in the backyard and Strickler waited for his bride at the altar. Blinky stood behind the stand mic with a piece of heartstone in his hand. Nomura stood by where Barbara soon would be. After all the help she's gotten and the time they spent together, Nomura became so close to Barbara that she gladly accepted her request to be her maid of honor. They were surrounded by a magical, embellished flower arch made by none other than Nari. Bright lights twinkled all around the place and soft, mellow tunes filled the atmosphere, played by both Krel on his keyboard and Douxie on his guitar. They high-fived each other for successfully setting a romantic mood.

Jim stood inside his house and then suddenly, he heard click-clacking from the stairs. It was his mother, so beautiful in her lace white dress. He couldn't help but tear up at the sight of his mom finally being happy again. She made it down the stairs and wrapped Jim in a warm hug.

"I love you so much, kiddo," Barbara told her son as her voice began to break. "I'm so proud of how far you've come and couldn't be any happier to be walked down the aisle by my beautiful boy,"

Jim held her even tighter as he chuckled lightly, tears falling down his cheeks. Barbara then looked at him lovingly as she wiped his tears. She leaned forward to kiss his forehead, then put her arms in his as they began heading towards the back door.

The guests looked around as the beautiful bride made her way down the aisle. Strickler couldn't stop gazing and smiling at his soon-to-be wife as she walked towards him, returning his smile. Barbara finally stood looking towards him and Jim stood by Strickler's side as his best man. Blinky finally cleared his throat and approached the mic.

"Greetings everyone. We are gathered here today to join our dearly beloved Barbara Lake and Walter Strickler in holy matrimony. After everything that has transpired in Arcadia over the past few years, what a blessing it is for all of us to congregate here to cherish and celebrate this union. Despite all the trials and tribulations that have been faced by this lovely pair, well of course the unusual beginning they’ve had..."

Strickler cleared his throat, interrupting Blinky’s speech. Jim couldn’t resist letting out a little chuckle. “Uh, Mr Blinky,” Barbara whispered. “We don’t need to go into all the details. What’s in the past can stay in the past. What’s most important is the here and now,”

“Right, right, right,” Blinky continued clumsily. “These two warriors have persevered through it all, the thick and the thin leading up to this very special moment. From this day forth, they will continue to strive and triumph together for the rest of their lives. Now may I have the rings?”

The audience clapped while Blinky signaled for Archie to fly over and bring the cushion that bore the rings.

“Now both of you place your hands on this heartstone as you say your vows. Do you, Walter Strickler, take Barbara Lake to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

Strickler took a deep breath, then smiled wholeheartedly and answered. “Yes, I do,” Followed by the clapping in the audience, Blinky turned to face Barbara.

“Do you, Barbara Lake, take Walter Strickler to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do” Barbara responded softly, with light tears in her eyes as she smiled brightly at her soon-to-be husband. They let go of the glowing heartstone, then took their rings and gently placed them on each of their left ring fingers. They finally held hands tightly in excitement and couldn’t take their eyes off of each other.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss,”

Strickler pulled Barbara closer to him and they finally leaned in for a warm kiss. Loud cheers spread throughout the audience with some sniffles of joy. Jim stood by wiping tears off his cheeks. Finally! Nothing brought more happiness into his heart than to see his own mother finally again, just as she deserved. And never did he expect that someone he once resented would eventually become someone so dear to both him and his mother.

Claire looked towards Douxie across the front row and they both nodded. Absorbing shadows from around her, she released a couple of black and purple shimmering doves into the sky and in turn, Douxie cast out beautiful blue sparkles to light up the scene even more. A round of oohs and aahs echoed was followed by a standing ovation.

A few moments later, Barbara turned around and was ready to throw the bouquet to a competitive crowd of single ladies of all ages and… Varvatos, who’s made it his quest to be the next in line for Nancy. As the bouquet suddenly flew into the air and was falling back down, out of nowhere, a shadow portal opened and swallowed it up. The audience gasped and looked around in confusion as another portal opened and the bouquet was caught by Claire. She glanced over at Jim whose eyes widened and cheeks turned pure red. In response, she winked at him as he sheepishly smiled back and waved. All the other ladies grunted and Mary and Darci approached her.

“Claire Bear! You’re not supposed to do that here! That’s cheating!” Darci told her with her arms crossed while Mary nodded in agreement. Claire chuckled and held the bouquet victoriously as she went to sit back down. “Um, I don’t remember there being a rule book for bouquet tosses as far as I’m concerned,”

“Preposterous!” Exclaimed Varvatos. “It should’ve been I who won this battle for Nancy!” He heard Nancy walk up to him giggling and grabbing his arm. “Oh Varvatos, you don’t need a bouquet to marry me! I’m way past that!” Varvatos’s eyes glew up and he let out a big smile. “Glorious!” He yelled. laughing maniacally.

Later that night, everyone got up and slow-danced to the sweet, charming tunes that Krel played. Douxie danced with Zoe, who he finally caught up with and they got to hunt niffins and grab burgers together as promised. Toby and Darci danced together and enjoyed their well-needed reunion, sharing a few kisses here and there. While Steve and Aja danced, they discussed their future plans and whether they would be together on Akiridion-5 or remain long distance.

“Well now, since we got wormholes and stuff, maybe I could come to you more often on Akiridion-5 while finishing college and who knows what will happen next?” Steve started as he held Aja and slightly dipped her. She smiled back at him and pushed her hair behind her ear. “You know, I really miss this mudball and seeing you more. I think maybe I too, should come visit and go on more Earth dates,”

Jim shared a short and sweet dance with mother then hugged her so tightly, before Strickler walked over to them and asked if could borrow his wife for another dance. Jim went over to Krel’s turntable and whispered something in his ears. Suddenly the music stopped as Krel plugged Jim’s phone to his turntable and pressed play.

Claire sat and chatted with Mary and a couple of friends when she suddenly froze. It was a familiar melody that took her back to the night of Spring Fling, her first ever dance with Jim. The guitar strings of Eres Tu played as she turned around and saw Jim hold out his hands to her. She looked up at him smiling and grabbed his hand. She got up and walked with him further away from the crowd until they were almost alone but could still hear the song. They started dancing as the Spanish lyrics began to be sung, while Jim sang along parts of the song, just like last time.

“Nice little trick you did back there with the flowers,” Jim joked as he spun her around. Claire chuckled and blushed a little. “Oh I bet you wanted me to be the one to catch it. But don’t worry, there’s no rushing into this. We just enjoy every moment together and take this all little by little, ok?” She assured him. He smiled back at her and stroked her cheek. It was so good that they finally got to enjoy this moment of peace without needing to defeat gumm-gumms or evil wizards trying to destroy the world. For both of them, it was a relief that neither of them felt the need to dread any upcoming battles hopefully for years to come. Without any further talking, they just danced together slowly reminiscing their beautiful memories they’ve had throughout their relationship, putting a warm smile on each of their faces. Jim spun Claire, then hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek, while Claire’s smile only got bigger and brighter.

From a distance, Barbara and Walter watched Jim dance with Claire while they too danced. “You’ve raised an amazing son, Barbara. Young Atlas has come so far in life and he wouldn’t have become the man he did without an amazing mother like you,”

“He’s also had a wonderful person like you come into his life and help him grow a lot. I couldn’t be more thankful he had you and Mr. Blinky help him become a strong trollhunter,”

The stars continued glimmering in the night sky as everyone enjoyed the rest of the wedding. A cool breeze blew through and the petals on the flowers and the twinkling lights slowly flowed along. The heroes of Arcadia have truly found an adventure worth telling for generations to come, whether it was on Earth, the caverns below, or on Akiridion-5. It was a one of a kind adventure that each hero will continue to remember and hold onto no matter what comes next. Despite all the trauma and heartbreak they all went through, they have also gained so much strength and wisdom, along with many great allies that will always stay together whatever comes next.

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Thank you so much for reading this fic! I know this was super long but I definitely put in a lot of stuff that I wanted to see in the TOA series, including Aja and Claire bonding and a happy ending with a Stricklake wedding! I know this isn’t the best I’ve written and that I wasn’t able to give each character but I’m glad I was able to get it done! Stay tuned for more and hopefully more focus on other characters!

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missoneminute · 2 years

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Translation of Peter’s French radio interview by @theoriginalcollectorglitter12! thank you so much!

Peter says he will present the songs that have influenced his new album. The Jam - English Rose. Magnificent, that's the right word. Listening to him touches me a lot. How do we relate it to our album The fantasy of... in fact we stung, borrowed lyrics from The Jam, like "yes, I'm wearing a mask". When we wrote in Etretat, Frédéric Lo often played this song, we even thought of doing a cover, and he also played songs by David Bowie - Little China Girl. The first time I met with Frédéric Lo, was to do a cover of Daniel Darc, Inutile Et Hors d'Usage. I think I prefer my version, because the melody stands out even more. I met Frédéric Lo once in Paris, in a bar, I remember very well his leather jacket which stank and his tattoo of the man with the golden arm. We sang and screamed a Happy Mondays song in the bar and we were asked to leave... (Frédéric Lo then told Peter that Daniel Darc liked him a lot, and Peter was moved). I admit that Jarvis cocker was a god for me when I was 14,15 years old, he is a hero of the people in England and a sacred dancer. He’s a kind of an icon. We crossed paths 2 or 3 times, but these are not very interesting anecdotes: once he dropped off his children at school, and I was passing by in a taxi and I shouted "hey Jarvis", he lifted his head without saying anything... Peter says the group October replaced the group Dexys Midnight Runners because their singer insulted David Bowie on stage during their first act and they were therefore fired from the tour. Then Peter talks about the neighboring house in Etretat, and says that she belongs to the family of the drummer of the group October, but that he does not know if it is true, and therefore does not know who is the drummer of Talking Heads. So we were in Etretat writing and recording songs, and on very rare occasions we would go out, but we had very little social life because there was confinement (lockdown). There was a bar in Le Havre and on the wall a painting of a guy in a tank top, long legs and an accordion at his feet. I thought he had a good look, it was Marc Minelli. I wanted to listen to a song that captures all that Normandy represents for me, outside of any rock or pop context. This song, my wife's grandmother sang to her when she was a child, it's the only version I found... (Ma Normandie - Les Devanautes) if I'm not mistaken, this song is about a hunter who went in pursuit of a rabbit and who gets lost in the mist. The Charming Man is the kind of song that forms the cornerstone of why I wanted to sing, dance and even stay alive, and Frédéric Lo likes to play it when it's time to pass the time, or calm his nerves. Peter says the Clash song was written by Mick Jones when his childhood friend, who was doing robberies and heists, was released from prison. It's a song about friendship, it's also a very beautiful melody. Mick Jones produced two Libertines albums and the Babyshambles album, and I wanted to work with him again. When we made the list of our possible contacts, there was Mick Jones and Terry Hall from the Specials. I wrote him a letter, to which he never replied: "So Mick, if you listen to this show, stay free and stay in touch". We still have to talk about David Bowie, because this song "Heroes", this chord progression, Frédéric Lo has it, I wouldn't say stolen, but "upcycled". It didn't work out, but there is still this feeling of saying that we too could be heroes and write such great songs. I remember exactly when we had a rather heated debate on Oasis and I told you (Frédéric Lo) about the cover of "Heroes" by Oasis, and you played me on the guitar an imitation of Liam Gallagher playing David Bowie.

#peter doherty #pete doherty

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zae82 · 3 years

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Scenes at the Met

Wonder Woman looking Fierce in Black

Bruce and Clark just coolly flexing without looking like they flexing.

Talia and Ivy look excited.

Steve finally meeting Barry Allen, only the fastest person ever…

He took selfies with Barry and the other Steve, Diana’s husband. I need to lighten Steve Trevor’s hair colour. It’s too similar to Bruce Wayne’s.

Jane gushing about Thor to Darcy. “Did you see what he did Darce? OMG! He is so strong!”

“Yes Janey… Everyone saw it. It’s gone viral now…” 🙄

I mean he did sweep her off her feet. Also a closer look at Colonel Danvers nude dress. Only Captain Marvel can pull it off. Sexy, sleek and not one bit trashy. 😍😍😍

I think my fave outfits is that cool purple lacy jumpsuit Darcy had on and Talia Wayne’s pink haute couture gown. 😍😍😍 Also Natasha Romanoff-Rogers gorgeous green dress.

Steve kissing his wife, not caring about PDAs anymore and Lo and Behold Stephen Strange appears. That riled Cap up. He confronted Strange and started shoving him.

“Don’t fuck with me Bro! You’re not taking my wife! Do you hear me? You’re not taking her!!”

Oh My…. Cap needs to calm down. We don’t want him to hurt others or hurt himself. I mean Dr Strange is a powerful sorcerer after all

#sims 4 #steve rogers x natasha romanoff #romanogers #capwidow #stephen strange #steve trevor #diana prince #bruce wayne #barry allen #clark kent #talia al ghul #darcy lewis #jane foster #carol danvers #thor odinson #lois lane #poison ivy #dr strange

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quirkystoryteller01 · 2 years

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Log 15

January, 1, 2022

Happy New Year’s Day, everyone. I thought I’d post all the books I’ve read throughout the 2021 year. I am one of those people who continuously buys books and more books and they sit on my shelf unread for a very long time. I don’t do this on purpose. It’s more finding the time and energy to sit down and allow myself to get lost in a good book. In the last two or so years, I’ve started working as paraprofessional substitute. During the pandemic there were times I went to work and found I had an large amount of time on my hands where I was either monitoring bathrooms or just being called on the radio to take students back and forth to the bathroom. I’ve been slowly working on that long list of unread books and I am happy to announce in the year 2021, I’ve read a total of 54 books!

Here are the titles and who wrote them.

1. You are a Badass: How to Stop Doubting Your Greatness and Start Living An Awesome Life, by Jen Sincero

2. Reality Unveiled, by Ziad Masri

3. The Unseen Realm: Recovering the Supernatural Worldview of The Bible, by Michael J. Heiser

4. Angels: Companions in Magic, by Silver Ravenwolf

5. Black Clover Volume 1, by Yuki Tabata (manga)

6. Black Clover Volume 2, by Yuki Tabata (manga)

7. Magi Volume 1, by Shinobu Ohtaka (manga)

8. Magi Volume 2, by Shinobu Ohtaka (manga)

9. Magi Volume 3, by Shinob Ohtaka (manga)

10. Beauty and The Beast Girl, by Neji (manga)

11. To Sleep In A Sea Of Stars, by Christopher Paolini

12. The Everything Guide to Cognitive Behavioral Theory, by Ellen Bowers

13. The Muse, by Jessie Burton

14. Anita Blake A Vampire Hunter Novel: Blood Noir, by Laurell K. Hamilton

15. Anita Blake, An Vampire Hunter Novel: Skin Trade, by Laurell K. Hamilton

16. The 10 Best-Ever Depression Management Techigues, by Margret Wehrenberg

17. Kingdom of the Wicked, by Kerri Maniscalco

18. The Heart of The Great Mother, by. Christine R. Page M.D.

19. The Temple of Doubt, by Anne Boles Levy

20. The Well of Prayers, by Anne Boles Levy

21. I Thought It Was Just Me; But It Isn’t, by Brene Brown

22. The Fandom, by Anna Day

23. Nightfall, by Jake Halpern and Peter Kwjawinski

24. You Are The Universe: Discovering Your Cosmic Self and Why It Matters, by Deepak Chopra and Menas C. Kafatos

25. McCavett’s Bride, by Carol Finch

26. Rancher’s Wife, by Anne Marie Winston

27. Dark Fever, by Karen Mari Moning

28. Shamanism; How to Connect With Your Guides and Spirit Allies, by Suzanne Edwards

29. Skeptics and True Believers: The Exhilarating Connection Between Science and Religion, by Chet Raymo

30. The Unbound Soul, by Richard L. Haight

31. Soul Whispering: The Art of Awakening Shamanic Consciousness, by Linda Star Wolf and Nita Gage

32. Daughter of Smoke and Bone, by Laini Taylor

33. Days of Blood And Starlight, by Laini Taylor

34. Winternight Trilogy: The Bear and The Nightingale, by Katherine Arden

33. Winternight trilogy: The Girl In The Tower, by Katherine Arden

35. Winternight trilogy: The Winter of the Witch, by Katherine Adren

36. Fangirl, by Sam Maggs and Gabi Nam

37. Crave, by Tracy Wolff

38. Dracul, by Darce Stoker and J.D. Barker

39. The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien

40. Kiss of Fire, by Deborah Cooke

41. Not Part of The Bargain, by Susan Fox

42. A Family To Cherish, by Cathy Gillen Thacker

43. Fantasy Lover, by Sherrilynn Kenyon

44. A Dark Hunter Novel: Night Pleasure, by Sherrilynn Kenyon

45. Dark Hunter Novel: Night Embrace, by Sherrilynn Kenyon

46. Dark Hunter Novel: Dance With The Devil, by Sherrilynn Kenyon

47. Dark Hunter Novel: The Book of Secrets, by Sherrilynn Kenyon

48. The Book of Secrets: Unlocking The Hidden Dimensions of Your Live, by Deepak Chropa

49. Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel: Flirt, by Laurell K. Hamilton

50. Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel: Bullet, by Laurell K. Hamilton

51. Black Butler Volume 30, by Yana Toboso (manga)

52. Where Oblivion Lives, by T. Frohock

53. Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Novel: Hit List, by Laurell K. Hamilton

54.The Power of Writing It Down, by Allison Fallon

#Personal logs #Personal log #Books #Bookworm #Supernatural books #Spirituality awakening books #Psychology books #Comparitive religion books #Western romance books #manga #Supernatural thriller books #horror books #Young Adult books #Young Adult Romance books #Laurell K. Hamilton #Sherrilyn Kenyon #Deepak Chopra

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Blogmas: maybe something on Darcy being sad at Christmas as they’re trying for a baby and they’re surrounded by all her nieces and nephews

Hello, hi!

Welcome to Blogmas 2020.

Many more blurbs, many more chats and a lot more festivities to come; my inbox will be open all through December this year for blurb prompts for Blogmas so don’t feel afraid to pop in a prompt to get written for tis year; all I can say is that if you’re asking for a lengthy prompt, I’m not the right person right now, haha.

I’m welcoming absolutely anything for this year; any AU, any characters, any ideas.

Reblog, like, comment and share your thoughts with me. Please let me know what you think because feedback is always appreciated on here; much more appreciated now given that I’ve not written a lot in a long while. Please let me know what you think.

Enjoy!

* TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF MISCARRIAGE, INFERTILITY, DRUG AND ALCOHOL ABUSE.*

By 8pm on Christmas day evening, in the Styles’ household, everyone was usually parched and falling asleep almost anywhere they could find a space to stretch out.

This year, the living room had been taken by the children and the grandchildren and neither Harry or YN minded as they sat at the kitchen table and finished up the cleaning and packing away of leftovers that their four kids would tuck into or save for trips back home. Their eldest and her husband taking space on the sofa with their two children cuddled up on their laps with full bellies of ice-cream and strawberry jelly, watching the Christmas television; their only son and his wife sitting in the living room alcove, by the window, with their children asleep as their feet and cuddled under blankets and dressed in their new pyjamas; their twins, one sitting on the sofa with her husband as they spoke amongst themselves and one squeezed into an armchair with their new baby tucked up on her father’s chest. Everyone full of a good turkey dinner that Harry had been adamant on making that year, with some of the adults all wine-drunk and the children all tuckered out from playing with their new toys and enjoying the chance of staying up late. It was something the two of them had thought about when they were single and growing up, something they spoke about when they were two years deep into their relationship and it was something they dreamed of seeing when they celebrated their first Christmas as parents.

“I could do this till I’m ninety, you know?”

YN looked up at him and he smiled, the stubble on his face grey and patchy, lips darkened by the red wine he’d disguised in the mug in front of him.

“Yeah,” she found her eyes drifting to the sitting room, her heart aching with love and adoration, “it’s a good feeling.”

Harry stretched his arm over the tabletop and squeezed her hand, “we did good, baby. We did so good.”

“You’ve been quiet tonight,” Sam whispered, pressing a kiss to his wife’s cheek as he sat down on the sofa beside her, “it’s Christmas, come have a sneaky turkey sandwich with me in the kitchen. Your mum’s left some in the fridge for us.”

“M’not really hungry,” Darcy responded, lifting her eyes from the wine glass in her hand, looking at him to give him a reassuring smile before looking back to the rim of her glass. The usual burn from, what would have been, red wine being replaced with the tingle of fizzy apple because she’d been on a health cleanse since the beginning of December, “you can go and make one though. I’m sure Mum can make you the gravy to soak the bread in.”

Darcy and Sam had been huge lovers of the whole “chuck it together and it’ll make anything” attitude and Christmas gave them a chance to show that off. Bubble and Squeak was their Boxing Day lunch, the leftover turkey went into a packed sandwich full of the leftover vegetables and potatoes for their dinner and the ‘forgotten’ pack of Pigs in Blankets went into the oven because they weren’t really ‘forgotten’ - they were being saved for a day when they were really, really fancied as a snack in between meals - because Christmas was the time to pig out on anything they wanted and not feel guilty about it.

“I know you, Darce,” Sam nudged his elbow into her arm, “I’ll make one and it’ll look so good that you’ll end up stealing half of it to see what it tastes like.”

“I won’t. I’m honestly not hungry,” she informed him.

The tone of her voice felt… off.

Sam could tell something was bothering her… that it had only just started to bother her because she’d been on an excitable high all day. There was no cheeky sarcasm that she used on him from time to time when he said something that irritated her, there was no sweet remarks when he said something that warmed her heart because it was a cute little something he’d picked up on, there was no smile that accompanied her words and she seemed so hidden away.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she turned her head to look at him and gave him a warm smile, “I promise, it’s nothing.”

“Don’t promise me that when I can tell by your face that you’re not happy,” he admitted, reaching over to set his red wine down on the coffee table, “talk to me. Tell me. I won’t be able to sleep if I know I haven’t done my husbandly duty of looking after you.”

Darcy gave him ‘the look’ and he cheekily smiled in response.

“I know you want to tell me. Is it because you think I’ve had too much to drink? Because, I’ll tell you now, this is my third of the day. If your dad cracked the beer out, I’d be a goner. Slouched over the kitchen table, needing a bucket, because the crate would be gone,” Sam laughed, “I stuck to my word. No being hungover on Boxing Day.”

“I just-” Darcy sighed heavily, “I look at everyone here and feel so sad that we’re not there yet. We were supposed to be parents right now, with our new baby, having my dad dote on me like mad because he thinks I can’t do anything because I’m tired and having trouble sleeping.”

Her eyes went from Persephone and Jack to Alfie and Ellie to Rose and her newborn baby and she couldn’t help but feel the constant beating of her heart, feeling herself getting worked up but trying to hard not to show any emotion because she’d constantly promised people that she was fine with the year she had; a miscarriage after a miscarriage, being told she was infertile and unable to carry her own children, finding out that the cost of IVF was something they weren’t close to affording and losing herself to misery that took her usual bubbly self away and left a shell behind.

Deep down, she knew she wasn’t fine but she wasn’t ready for the conversations that came soon after that.

“I was supposed to bring our baby into the world a few weeks ago, for my nieces and nephews to play with today, to buy presents for and to open presents for them, to cuddle and enjoy our first Christmas. We were supposed to dress them in cute elf outfits and my sisters were supposed to be aunts again, my brother was supposed to be an uncle again, my parents were supposed to be grandparents again. Your parents were going to be grandparents,” her eyes felt like they were burning and she refused to look back towards her eldest sister, feeling Persephone's eyes looking at her with worry from the sofa she was snuggled into. Her body already perked up and pushed from Jack’s arms,“this was supposed to be our first family Christmas.”

“I know,” Sam hummed, “I know. And we’ll get there. It’ll happen.”

“I’m not under the impression it’s happening soon,” she laughed sarcastically and rolled her eyes, “I’m just not made out to be a mum. All the troublesome things I did as a teenager are coming back to bite me on the arse.”

It wasn’t her fault; no way was it her fault.

Sam knew that blaming herself made things better because placing guilt on someone made it more ‘understandable’ but, in truth, it wasn’t anyone’s fault. No matter how many times she blamed her teenage self for participating in recreational drug use or for the alcohol intake on a Friday night at a house party or for the constant sex and one-night stands with those she felt attracted to when she was drunk, that wasn’t the reasoning behind her infertility but she wasn’t ready to confirm that.

“Shut up,” Persephone retorted, sitting up in her seat and looking at her youngest sister, “that’s a load of rubbish and you know it.”

“I’m not just saying this because you’re my sister or anything. I’d say it to any of my female friends. You deserve the world and more. If things aren’t happening right now then that doesn’t mean it won’t ever happen to you,” Persephone said, reaching her arm over and squeezing Darcy’s hand, “you’re a fantastic aunt, the best godmother to be little man, and you’ll be such a fabulous mother when the time comes. I know so. I grew up with you.”

“Don’t.”

“No, I will. Because I know the feeling of not having what you so desperately want. Granted, it’s a different situation but I’ve been there. The pit where you think nothing good will happen.”

“You’re going to get what you want, I know so, Darce. Trust me.”

“You should listen to her,” Sam smiled.

“Yeah, you should. I’m the big sister, I know everything about you lot.”

#harry styles imagines #harry styles blurbs #harry styles prompts #tw / miscarriage #tw miscarriage #tw / drugs #tw drugs #tw / alcohol abuse #tw alcohol abuse

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muskaansehdev16 · 3 years

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Harry Styles Daddy Daughter Moments and Brother Sister Moments || One shots/Imagines

You Ask Him if He Loves You

Harry's Daughter's Age - 4 y/o

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Harry's POV

I was sleeping peacefully and have just woken up seeing my beautiful wife sleeping beside me.

Looking at her face just makes me love her more each and everyday. She gave me the beautiful baby girl named 'Darcy Anne Styles' and I couldn't be more happier.

Suddenly, I heard little footsteps in the hallway. As I turned around, I saw my little munchkin coming towards me while rubbing her eyes.

"Good morning kitten, did you sleep good?" I asked her as she climbed on the bed between me and her mother.

"Yes daddy and good morning" She said in her baby voice. I cuddled her into my side and kissed her forehead.

"Are you hungry?" I asked "No not right now daddy" She replied. My wife stirred behind her.

"Good morning mummy" Darcy said and kissed her on her lips. "Good morning baby, good morning babe" My wife greeted me and Darcy with a smile on her face.

"Morning love" I pecked her lips. "I am going to make breakfast, you should go and take a shower. I'll take Darcy downstairs with me" I told her and held Darc in my arms.

She curled up against me and put her head between my neck and shoulder.

I took her downstairs and started to make pancakes. "Daddy, do you love me?" Darcy asked with a sad face.

"Yes love, daddy loves you so so much but why did you ask?" I told her as I frowned. She looked at me and kept quiet but then she got off of the chair and came towards me.

"Daddy, my friend told me that her daddy doesn't love her that is why I asked you if you love me" She explained. I took her in my arms.

"Baby, I love you so much, don't ever think that I don't okay?" I told her and kissed her little sweet lips. She put her head on my shoulder. "I love you too daddy" She said and made my day.

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dresupi · 4 years

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Ghosts - Darcy/Loki/Steve

for @whyndancer 900 words Rated T I know I came with the house, but could you think of keeping me?

Sort of a Beetlejuice AU if you squint

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Darcy looked around the living room. “This is our living room...” She ran out the door behind her and ended up back in the same room again. “But I can’t go outside? What happened?”

Steve shook his head and tried it for himself.

“Why did you just try it? Did you not trust me?” she asked.

“It’s not that, Darce... I just...”

“I remember driving back from the hardware store, but I don’t remember coming home. How are we here?” she asked, her voice taking on that shrill quality it always took when she was anxious.

“I don’t know...” he replied.

She peeked out the window. “Where is the car?”

“I don’t know?”

Darcy went to bite her nails and when it came away in her mouth, she screamed, holding her hand out as a new one grew back in its place. “Oh my god.”

“Maybe we had an accident,” Steve began, trying to remain calm in light of the purely horrendous and macabre. “And we hit our heads.”

“And are having a shared hallucination?” she shrilled.

“Sit down... come here...” She let him lead her over to the sofa. As they sat down on it, he slid his arm around her and squeezed.

“Wherever we are, we’re together, so we’ll be alright...”

She let her head fall on his shoulder and they sat there for a long, quiet moment, just trying to figure out what was going on.

And while they were in the middle of that, a man walked into the room. Darcy was pretty sure she’d never seen him before in her life, but she also felt like she might know him? It was strange. She felt oddly at ease with his presence. He was wearing all black. Tailored suit. He looked nice.

A tall man. Dark hair. He walked passed them on the sofa, leaning over as he did and clearly looking down Darcy’s blouse. Then, he whistled softy and continued on his trek across the room and grabbed a book from the shelf.

He then proceeded to take a seat in the easy chair and open the book. He licked his finger tips and turned a page, getting comfortable.

“Who in the fuck are you?” Steve blurted. “And why did you just look down my wife’s blouse?”

The man slowly looked up at them, catching their gaze for the first time since he’d arrived and abruptly dropped the book into his lap. It passed through and he stood.

“Can you see me?”

“Um, yeah?” Darcy replied. “We can see you. Who are you?”

He visibly swallowed and held out his hand, a sickly sweet smile spreading across his face. “I’m Loki. And if you can see me, I must have clearly not put up the correct shields this morning. I can promise not to bother you again, I’ll just go shield myself and then---“

“No wait,” Darcy called, just as he turned. “Maybe you can help us.”

“Help us?” Help us how?” Steve hissed.

Darcy shrugged. “I’m out of ideas.”

“Fine.”

“We were driving back from the hardware store and um... I don’t remember getting home?” she said. And the car’s not outside. And we can’t leave. What is happening?”

Loki pursed his lips and held up one finger, turning and walking from the room.

Darcy groaned and flopped back on the couch. “Well that was useless.”

“Sorry, babe...” Steve sat back down beside her.

“I apologize for my abruptness,” Loki returned with yet another book. “I had no idea there’d been an accident. That certainly explains why you can see me.” He held out the book to them. “I didn’t think to look inside the cover. It’s been inscribed to you and Steve, Darcy.”

“How do you know my name?” she asked.

“I’ve been living here for a while now, I sort of picked it up,” he said, smiling in a bashful sort of way. “Hope that’s alright.”

Darcy took the book. “What is this?”

“Handbook for the Recently Deceased?” Steve read off the cover. “What kind of joke is this?”

“You said there was an accident,” Loki replied. “And the car’s gone? And you can’t leave the house through the doors?”

“Yeah.”

He smiled in a placating sort of way and gestured tot he book. “I thought it had been mistakenly delivered to me. It’s happened before. I move so often. But... I believe this one is yours.”

Darcy sat down hard on the sofa.

Steve sat down beside her.

Loki took a seat in the asy chair. “And I hope this isn’t a terrible time. But if you find it within your hearts to allow me to remain here, I’d be very much obliged. It’s quiet and lovely. I know I came with the house, but... if you could think of keeping me?”

“Keeping you?” Steve asked. “You can do what you wish, can’t you?”

“Until I’m spotted by the owners of the house. Then, it’s up to you.”

“You stared at Darcy’s breasts,” Steve said bluntly.

“Because they’re very nice breasts, I’m sure you can attest,” Loki said with a grin. “I also stared at you, but you were sitting on your most stare-worthy asset, so...” he shrugged.

Steve blushed and Darcy smirked. “Yeah. You can stay,” she replied.

Darcy!”

“Why not? We’re dead. The more the merrier, right?”

Steve sighed and took the book from her. “Let me see that.”

#frostedshieldshock #Darcy Lewis #Loki #Steve Rogers #Darcy x Loki x Steve #Darcy/Loki/Steve #Halloween Prompts 2020 #orange #my writing #whyndancer

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gxrcias-gothgf · 4 years

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DNA (RP Darcy)

Dark as midnight, six pack Coors Light You don't look the same

As usual it was late by the time Darcy’s dad came home. He had been different lately. No one thought he would but Darcy noticed. He may have been eight but he was a lot smarter than people gave him credit for. His dad used to come home earlier. They would have dinner together and he would help Darcy with his homework before bed. But not anymore.

Past my bedtime blue and red lights Come take you away

All he remembers is yelling. Lots of yelling. The neighbors were bound to be hearing it too. Darcy stood in the hall behind the door that led to the kitchen.

"Look at what you do!"

"I don't do anything."

"He hears when you come home and yell. He hears everything. He's smarter than you think. Your son is terrified of you."

The sound of glass shattering was heard and Darcy froze. He wanted to make sure his mom and dad were okay but he felt frozen. He looked to his left and saw his reflection in one of the picture frames. He looked like the embodiment of the word horrified. It wasn’t until he heard the sirens moments later that he moved.

Hate to see you like a monster so I run and hide Hate to ask but what's it like to leave me behind

He was eight and didn’t know what else to do, so Darcy ran. He ran into his bedroom and locked the door. His hands shook as he sank to the floor and leaned against his bed. His hands moved to cover his ears as silent, unnoticed tears ran down his face. Was this what his future was bound to become? Constant screaming and arguments. Someone in constant fear. Would he be the one who caused the fear?

The knock on the door cut his thoughts off. He was almost shocked he was able to hear anything that wasn’t his heartbeat in his ears. His voice was small and wavering but he managed to get words out which is all that mattered.

“Who is it?”

“It’s mom. You can come out honey.”

His mother’s voice made him shakily stand up. He unlocked his door and looked up at his mom. She still looked terrified but tried to mask it. Darcy noticed.

“It’s safe now baby. He didn’t hurt me. He threw a vase on the ground,” Darcy’s mom spoke gently as she combed her fingers through his hair and hugged him.

Twice a year, you come in crashing Nice to see you too

After another outburst, it was later legalized for his safety that Darcy only had a select amount of visits with his father per year. It always seemed sudden when the visits with his father occurred. It felt like it came out of nowhere. He knew they were coming up but it felt like a surprise when they came around. Its not that he dislikes the visits. Darcy loved his dad. He may have been scared of him but that was still his dad. Right?

Johnny Cash and backseat laughing Always ends too soon Hate to say hello 'cause I know that it means goodbye

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

Darcy and his dad drove down the road as his dad sang to the boy. They had just gotten milkshakes and were on their way back to Darcy's mom's house. They only had twenty minutes left of their visit.

"I'll always love you kid."

"I love you too Dad."

Darcy hated the mornings of visits. He was always scared something was going to happen. By the time Darcy got comfortable with his dad, their day would come to an end. He didn't want to say goodbye. But he had to.

Hate to ask but what's it like to leave me behind

"Do you ever regret it?"

Darcy regretted speaking.

"Regret what?"

"The yelling and fighting. When they took you away."

Darcy, who was now eleven, studied his father's face. His eyebrows were furrowed. His lips were pursed. He didn't regret it. Darcy knew that. He found another wife. Had another kid now. That was his priority now. No one thought he would notice but Darcy did. Their visits were shorter. They didn't talk about Darcy's life much anymore. It was about Darcy's new brother who had blue eyes like the baby's mother. Blonde hair like the baby's mother.

Darcy resented that. Darcy looked exactly like his father.

Eyes like yours can't look away But you can't stop DNA

"I don't want to be him," Darcy sobbed. "I don't want to."

"I know honey. I know," his mother held Darcy as he cried.

The broken vase that had accidentally gotten knocked over was forgotten by both the mother and son as they sat on the ground holding each other.

Are the pieces of you

Darcy knew he shouldn't have but he decided that since he was older and could handle himself better he could stay with his father. He was older now. He could make his own choices. The reason definitely had nothing to do with the fact that his father's house was closer to Davey's place. Or maybe it did. In Darcy's defense it was closer to all of his friends' houses. Being around his father definitely didn't do Darcy any good. He knew that. It was just easier if someone in the group needed him.

Darcy and his dad started doing what they used to do when his dad had visitations. They went and got milkshakes and drove around listening to older music.

"I'm glad we still have our thing," his dad smiled at him.

"Me too Dad. Me too."

"I love you kid. Nothing will change that."

In the pieces of me?

Darcy noticed the little things him and his father had in common. The way they held a pen in their hand to the way they tied their shoes. Other things he began to pick up the longer he stayed there. The way he got agitated easier, the way he flinched anytime someone picked up a vase, the way he tensed up if he had Davey over and he knew his dad was home.

I'm just so scared

"Why'd he punch you Darcy? I'm not going to ask you again."

"I um," Darcy was tense.

This wasn't a phone call like the last time that his father went off on him. It was in person and anything could happen.

"I told him about Davey. He didn't like it and said he wished I wasn't a part of the family," Darcy rushed out.

He knew his father wouldn't care that he had a black eye now that he knew the reasoning. He already expressed his thoughts on Darcy dating a guy.

"I think you already know this but it's disappointing."

You're who I'll be

Darcy stood with his head against his bedroom wall, sobbing. His father stood outside the bedroom door still yelling. He just needed to hold it together. Davey was on his way already and he could get out of the house.

Darcy wasn't able to hold it together. He didn't know what happened but he couldn't stop himself.

"Whatever happened to the 'i love you and nothing can change that?' I can't even look at myself because all I see is you. I hate you," Darcy didn't even realize it was himself yelling until he heard the last words leave his mouth.

"Open the damn door!"

Darcy didn't. Davey was outside waiting in the car. So Darcy climbed out his window and didn't look back.

When I erupt Just like you do

"I don't want to be him," Darcy sobbed. "I don't want to."

"You're not your father."

He didn't mean to. They knew that. But it had been over a month he had been holding everything in. He just couldn't hold it in any longer.

"You don't get it! I look exactly like him! I sound like him! All I see is my father. My mom can't look me in the eyes because I have his eyes. My mom is scared when I raise my voice because I sound like him. I hate myself."

Darcy was crying again. He was shaking. His hands needed something to do. The first thing they found was a vase on the counter. One moment it was in his hands. The next it was thrown at the wall and in pieces.

They look at me

Darcy froze. He looked down at his hands. They were shaking more than before. He looked at his friends.

Like I look at you

All he saw was the same look he wore when he was eight years old. Their eyes held fear. One of them stood out. Davey's eyes didn't remind Darcy of himself. They looked like his mother's eyes on that night. He was the reason that fear was there. He was the reason there was screaming. He was the reason people were scared. At that moment he felt like his father, the man he swore to never be like, and he suddenly couldn't hold himself up any longer.

I won't be like you

He wasn't sure who the first to try and comfort him was. All he knew is that he flinched and curled into himself more than before.

"Darcy," Elmer was the first to speak. "Please look at me."

Darcy couldn't bring himself to open his eyes. Instead when Elmer gently touched his shoulder, Darcy let him.

Fighting back, I'm fighting back the truth

A few moments went by and Darcy's head was in Bill's lap with Elmer next to them, rubbing his back. Darcy squeezed his eyes shut and choked out a sob when Davey ran his hand through Darcy's hair. Davey retracted his hand quickly and looked at the other two.

"I'm so sorry."

Darcy couldn't stop repeating the sentence as he cried.

Eyes like yours can't look away

Davey swept up the broken vase as Bill and Elmer sat with Darcy. Darcy felt so small. He felt horrible. When Davey left to put the broom away, Darcy looked up at Bill and Elmer.

"He hates me."

His voice sounded like it did when he was eight.

"Davey could never hate you, Darce."

But you can't stop DNA

Eventually the two got Darcy sitting up. He didn't look at anybody for more than a quick glance. Once Davey returned, he sat next to Bill.

"I was just like him. And I hate it."

Darcy sounded broken.

"You will never be him. You are one of the kindest souls I know, Darce. We love you. Just because he's your father doesn't mean you are him. You are so much stronger than him. You know that what he did is wrong. The fact that you don't want to be like him shows you aren't him."

Darcy finally looked at Davey. He didn't look scared of Darcy. He looked over at Bill and Elmer who softly smiled back at him. They weren't scared either. Maybe he wasn't bound to be like his parents after all.

@luv-ya-hun @piper-koko-barnes-rogers @ijustfellupthefrickinstairs

#newsies rp #rp #rp darcy #rp darcy reid

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argumentl · 3 years

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The Freedom of Expression Ep 8 - About Sawajiri Erika's early comeback. (*Treatment of drug addicts*)

K: Hi, This is Dir en grey's Kaoru. Joe san, Tasai san, once again.

J, T: Please. Thank you very much.

Kami: Me too.

J: Oh, kami too, right?

K: Unlike on the radio show, he's always around now, isnt he? There were times when he wasn't around before.

J: I think he descended to us about once a month on the radio show.

T: *laughs*

K: In that show, he just flitted in sometimes, and that was it.

J: Yes, yes, yes.

K: Now he's everywhere.

J: He's a regular commentator now.

K: *laughs*

T: This time we have some news from Tokyo Sports.

J: Ah! From the celebrity world

T: Lets start.... Do you know the Japanese comedy duo 'Nihon Elekitel Rengo', famous for the 'Dameyo, damedame' sketch?

J: I didn't, but I learned about them from Tokyo Sports.

T: What about you, Kaoru?

K: I know them.

T: They are a female duo, but one of them, Nakano san, got married to an older man working at the same agency, but it was a marriage with zero prior social interaction.

J: What does that mean? They got married on the same day they met?

T: Well, she was approched by the man, Matsuo Atom san, but she continuously turned him down. Then she suddenly decided last year to marry him. So, its kinda being debated online whether it is or it isn't *1. I really want to ask them.

J: Ahh, surely it is.

K: You can't say it isn't.

J: You can't.. But if you think its isn't...what isn't?!

T: People who think that it isn't, say that because they've never dated, they don't know each other well, and they might divorce quickly.

K: Oh, thats about afterwards.

T: Some concern was raised about that.

J: But I dated my wife for twenty years before marriage, and ended up getting divorced after two years. So just because you've been together for a while, it doesn't mean you won't get divorced.

T: Ahh, I see.

J: This type of thing can't be helped.

K: But thats normal, dating for a long time, getting married, and then ending up separating. It happens to a lot of people, right?

J: Yes.

T: But this Nakano san says, they've never held hands, they don't know each other's address, they don't live together..

J: But they got married?

T: Yes

K: The possibility of them separating seems high, but...

J: Right?

T: Yeah

K:..but, they can do what they want.

J: Yes, i think so. It sounds weird, but this also works as publicity.

T: Yeah

J: Almost like a risky stunt. Personally, I think its possible. But if one of them had the idea, and the other agreed to it, isnt it something to be thankful for?

T: Yeah, but apparently thier boss was really worried about it, he said they should have told him first. He booked a hotel suit room and shoved the two of them in there, but apparently nothing ended up happening.

J: Nothing happened?! People hearing this will want to know if they love each other.

Kami: I want to meet thier boss.

J: Oh, that? *laughs* A suite room is expensive right?

Kami: Yeh, I want to stay in a suite room.

*everyone laughs*

K: What would you do if you did stay in one?

Kami: If I did? Hmm, use the internet.

*laughing*

J: You can do that anyway! What about something more extravagant?

K: Like ordering room service or something.

Kami: I would order room service.

K: What would you order?

J: What would you eat, Kami?

Kami: Ramen

*laughing*

J: I don't think there are many people who would order ramen in a suite room.

K: It might actually be good though. Eating that kind of common food in that kind of place.

J: Eating something...

K: and just looking at the internet.

J: Just looking at the internet *laughs*

K: Its luxurious, right?

J: Exactly. Isn't it wasting the suite though?

T: Okay, lets look at another story. Its this story, it caused quite a stir. Sawajiri Erika...she was found to be in possession of drugs and had her first court appearance at the end of January. The entertainment world is in uproar concerning her early comeback, should she, shouldn't she?

Kami: She should.

J: I think so too.

T: Why? I'll ask you first, Joe.

J: Well, this is her first crime, so she probably won't get a prison sentence. I think it will be a suspended sentence. So, the idea behind a suspended sentence is to give you preparation time to get back to your normal life. Its important get back to your original life as much as possible.

T: I see

J: So, with a suspended sentence she will lose all of her tv sponsers and stuff, but its important for her to gain a platform back, for example, online or such. Now, if we talk about the situation in America, drug addicts are seen as ill people, not criminals, so they embark on a process of revovery, in order to quickly return to regular life. There's a feeling of, 'you're ill, so lets get you better'. Its felt that the worst thing to do, is to be alone with it. Leaving people in these situations is seen as bad. Getting people re-immersed in the community, and returned to normality as much as possible through social interaction, is how America deals with this. As to why America does this, its mainly cost, it costs money to treat people. They want to get people back out into the world quickly. Unlike the idea of severe punishments in Japan, America generally thinks in that way. My own view is very similar to that... We'll have to wait for the verdict. If she gets prison, theres nothing to be done, but if she gets a suspended sentence, she should try to return to her normal life as much as possible. On the other hand, once you've used drugs, you must be able to continue in a clean state, so you must also have the support around you to be able to stay clean.

T: I see, I see.

J: I think thats important.

T: Kami, what are your thoughts?

Kami: The same as Joe. There were no victims.

J: Yes, thats right. No one else was hurt by this.

T: An opposing opinion might be that, as a tv star, she might have a bad influence on young people. What would you say to that?

J: In that case,..well, i don't watch tv much, so I don't really know, but there are loads of scenes of people injecting stuff on talk shows or such, aren't there? Thats got to be more of a bad influence. I think people need to consider that more. Just because she appears on tv, it doesn't mean people are gonna start doing drugs.

K: Yeh, she isn't gonna do drugs on screen.

J: Yeah, rather, those scenes of syringes and stuff..

K: Yeh, the stuff on talk shows is more of a bad influence.

J: I think so.

T: So, in connection with this, what do you think about stopping the screening of movies etc which the person has starred in, which tends to happen at lot in the entertainment world..Joe san?

J: I can only describe it as nonsense. In the music world, it would be the withdrawal of records..., there is no meaning to it. Its totally separate from what they are expressing. As for music, no one ever talks about The Beatles' or The Rolling Stones' drug use. Thats a totally different issue...In relation to drugs, I think eradicating them is important, so for example, we could have a portion of that artist's sales being donated to organisations like DARC (Drug Addiction Rehabilitation Center) in Japan, for example, which would be a good way to use them. I can't see any merit in just withdrawing thier works. If an artist returns to thier life, but is unable to be musically active, well, Tashio san is a good example of this *2, the places they can exist disappear gradually, and they become isolated. This is really sad. There's a possibility that leaving people in that isolated state can have a further negative influence, so there is no point in limiting the places people can work, or withdrawing thier works. I think Japan's management of this issue is problematic. In America, they don't arrest people for using drugs, they arrest the buyers and such, and thats what makes the news. But in Japan, you can see who's using drugs just by checking your phone. In particluar, famous people who use drugs are made into targets, to scare people, and to show how much your life will be ruined if you use drugs. It seems like its a kind of boosting of the zero tolerance policy which the Ministry of Health and Welfare introduced in the 1990s. It seems like that to me anyway.

Kami: Couldn't they make some kind of isolated place available, where its ok to do drugs?

T: Thats new.

J: Another novel idea from Kami.

K: Well, but yeah.

Kami: Because people who like drugs, will just like them.

J: I think so.

Kami: Yeh, so if you do that...because there are people who feel happier after taking medicine right?

J, T: Yeh.

Kami: Couldn't those type of people go to some place and be allowed to do it?

K: Without any crime occurring, right?

J: Right

T: Yeh, thats it.

Kami: No crime.

J: Well, i don't know if this is the appropriate way to express this, but in the case of drug dependence, its clear that the number one drug which causes mental and physical dependence is alcohol, rather than 'drugs'. You won't get arrested for alchol dependence, and the reason for that is because alcohol is legal. But incidents or fatal accidents cause by alcohol are ceaseless. There are a few incidents annually where someone murders after using drugs but, for example, as for people at the station falling onto to train lines, sixty percent of those are drunk, and many more people are killed by drunk drivers than drug addicts.

K: Well, its because there are many more people who drink alcohol.

J: Yes, the proportion is bigger. So if you consider these incidents in this way, they are certainly happening. In relation to drugs, there isn't really any logical explanation for them being illegal, but they are still strictly controled. Its a bit strange, but in America...well, it might be strange to always talk only about America, but the ban on cannabis, or medical cannabis has been lifted in America. In Japan, we have a situation where we can't even discuss such a thing, so I feel like it may be a bit of Galapagos syndrome....What do you think, Tasai san, about (Sawajiri's return)?

T: Well, she won't be able to eat, if she can't do tv work. From the viewers perspective, as long as its done appropriately..

K: Don't you need sponsers for tv though? So its not something she can really decide herself. But..on the stage or theater, if there are people who want to see her, I don't think it should be a problem.

T: Yeah

K: If there are people who say they don't want to see her on the airwaves, well, they are going to say that.

J: What do you think about her comeback, Kaoru?

K: Its completey fine to do it. Well, I mean she was doing a bad thing, but she has to carry on living. She could also find a different job, thats fine too. As for returning to the entertainment world, well, i dont really know, but she should return to some kind of work as soon as she can.

J: Yes, thats it...It might be difficult in the entertainment world.

T: Right..Especially with sponsers.

Kami: Isn't that ok though?

K: Yeah, they'll use who they want.

Kami: Its only whether the sponser will use her or not, right? On tv?

J: On tv, yes.

Kami: If they have a reason to use her, they will.

J: But as Kaoru said, she might have more freedom on the stage or something. There must be something that only she can do, so it seems at waste to just kill off her talent.

Kami: If she herself decides to lay low for a while and self reflect on what she did, thats ok too. No one needs to tell her to. Now, i mention it, its the same with alcohol. If you drink too much and end up being late, you can self reflect and show remorse. If it was me i would deduct it from thier salary though.

J: *laughs* How fresh.

Kami: Its just a problem of whether or not they self reflect on it.

T: I see

K: Well, it depends on the circumstances of the person.

Kami: Yeh, in the end. Of course, drugs, but alcohol and cigarettes etc are all bad too, right? I really want to emphasise that. But at the same time, there are people who like them, who will use them anyway. As a result they will be punished by the law, and that will be enough. I think that should be a salary deduction, and then be finished with it. But your boss or someone might be mad at you *3

T: I see

J: Its like, I've had a deduction, so forget about it already.

T: So, that was Tokyo Sports' news.

J: Ahh, Oh! I wanted to ask you, who is it? Celebrity 'X', who is about to be arrested?

K: *laughs*

T: We'll put the news out to the whole world, so..

J: You'll find this if you search for Tokyo sports news, 'X'.

T: Oh, i can't tell you.

J: You can't? Damn

K: Kami might know.

J: He might.

K: But he's only a god for us three.

J:Yeh

K: Maybe he doesn't know.

J: He's not a worldly god.

Kami: I know who it is.

J: Oh, you know?

Kami: I know.

J: Kami, who is it?

T: Joe, don't ask that!

J, K: *laugh*

T: It'll be announced to the world...my account will be banned.

K: We need people to subscribe, right.

J: Yes yes yes yes.

K: Thank you very much, see you next time. Thank you.

J, T: Thank you

*1 It is or it isn't/they are or they aren't, or that type of thing.

*2 No idea who this is.

*3 Not 100% about what he means here.

#dir en grey #the freedom of expression #kaoru #薫 #tfoe

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