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strawberrysturniolo · 2 months
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ok about goal hockey!chris
can we have a part 2 with reader actually fighting hart's girlfriend after she said something about chris at a party and reader wins please LMAO
goal part three // hockey!chris
summary: the reader finds herself in a fight as she defends her boyfriend, chris
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It’s safe to say that Chris has had a great season. Whether or not he wants to go pro after college, scouts have been at almost every game with their eyes on him. He’s had meetings with some coaches, hoping they can convince him to leave his friends and family and go wherever he is wanted. 
I have done nothing but support any decision he plans on making. I know he could thrive in the NHL, and I also know that he would love it if he would let himself. But it’s understandable that he may not want to leave his family. He makes a point every day that he doesn’t want to leave me either. 
Tonight’s game is against Harvard. 
More importantly, against Hart. 
The last time we played Harvard, Chris fought Hart. Even though we won that game, Chris has made a point over and over again that he does not want to deal with Hart’s ‘pathetic comments and even more pathetic hockey skills.’
Chris usually goes MIA on game days, which I totally understand. He puts so much pressure on himself and prefers to take his time on his own and focus on his own routine before he takes the ice. However, it is tradition for us to see each other right before the game, but Chris prefers to not be distracted in the morning or throughout the day.
I threw on Chris’ alternate jersey to wear to the game, along with a pair of leggings and matching Nike dunks to tie everything together. When I made it to the rink, I hung out with my friends before heading to the outside of the locker room to wish my boyfriend good luck before his game. 
I hear the sound of men cheering and chanting, signaling their journey to the ice. 
I find my boyfriend towards the end of the crowd of guys, waving to him with a smile before he runs over to me in his skates. 
“Hi baby,” he smiles, scooping me up in all his padding. He’s double his own size with all of that on him. “Thank you for coming.”
“I’m at every game, Chris,” I remind him.
He shrugs after putting me back on the ground. “It still makes me happy knowing that you’re here with me.”
I place a soft kiss on his lips before pushing his hair out of his face. “You gonna give me a goal today?”
He nods confidently. “Of course.”
He peeks at his jersey on my body, smirking to himself before holding my cheeks and pressing a needy kiss to my lips. My lips part, granting him more access. His hands quickly find my waist, pulling me closer. My arms rest over his shoulders, my fingers twirling the curls at the base of his neck. 
I’m not sure how long we’ve been standing there making out, but it had to be too long. Chris’ coach’s voice rings in my ears.
“Sturniolo!” he calls, pulling Chris back. “Get on the ice!”
Chris presses a kiss to my cheek before walking away. “Doesn’t she look cute in my jersey, Coach?”
A grin grows on my face, especially when I see his coach smack the back of Chris’ head, scolding him. 
I find myself a seat in the stands next to my friends and some of the other girlfriends on the team. Once the game starts, we’re all cheering for our respective friends and boyfriends. 
Some time during the first period I hear a few girls with some snarky comments.
“Could they be any more obnoxious?” the laugh behind us. “I mean, they’re cheering for their boyfriend’s who are playing like shit. They’re too clueless about the game to not know when to shut your mouth.”
My eyebrows furrow at the sound of them. I’ve been to every game since Chris and I became friends. He’s taught me everything I need to know, and what does it matter when or how I cheer for him. I’m here to show my support, and that’s exactly what I’m doing.
When I watch Hart snipe a shot past our goalie, everything makes sense. 
I hear that same voice behind me shout, “Let’s go baby!” as she jumps up.
That bitch.
Chris skates in front of us as they set up another play, rolling his eyes at Hart’s girlfriend in the process. Chris’ team gets set up, trailing closely behind Harvard. In seconds, my boyfriend is speeding down the ice and firing a shot at Harvard’s goalie when he least expects it. I’m on my feet before the shot even goes in, but when it hits the back of the net, I’m shouting for Chris.
“Yeah, baby!” I cheer out. He grins at me as he holds his stick in the air, skating towards his teammates. 
“That was pure luck,” I hear from behind me. “If our defensemen had beat him there, there’s no way that shot would have gone in.”
This is the dumbest claim I’ve ever heard. ‘If our defensemen had beat him there…’
Yeah, and they didn’t, so my boyfriend scored. 
The same stupid comments continue to fly out of her clueless mouth as the game goes on. 
The score stayed at 1-1 for another period, until Matt scored a goal of his own. I jumped up in support of my boyfriend’s brother, but my excitement grows when an announcer says that Chris assisted that goal. 
“Yeah, Chris!”
Laughter comes from behind me. “This girl is too stupid! Her boyfriend didn’t even score that goal!”
I turn around slowly, an obvious look of annoyance on my face. “Maybe your brain is fogged from all that puff puffing you’re doing back here with your friends, but Chris assisted Matt’s shot. You say a lot about thinking I don’t know anything about hockey, but anyone with a brain would be able to figure out why I was cheering.”
My best friend pulls me back down before the situation grows into something more, possibly worse than it already is. “Just ignore her,” she says. 
That suggestion is only growing more difficult as she’s shit talking my own boyfriend while she sits only a few feet away. I’m starting to understand why Chris decided to fight Hart. I’m having a hard time holding myself back from his girlfriend. 
I sit on my hands and fold my lips into my mouth to keep myself from reacting in any way that could make me or Chris look bad. I have no idea if there are any scouts for him today, and I can’t risk throwing away an opportunity for him. 
“You okay?” Chris mouths from across the ice. I only nod in response.
The game ends with another win for us. 2-1. It was a close game, but we won, and that’s all that matters. I stand from my seat and clap for the team before heading out of the rink before Hart’s idiotic girlfriend can say anything else to get under my skin. 
I stand outside the locker room with the other girls as I always do, this time, with the Harvard girlfriends purposefully following us on our way. I stand silently, trying to ignore them as I wait for Chris to come out of the locker room, but Hart’s girlfriend’s whispers to her friends while her eyes are on me are getting harder to ignore. 
“Sophie, we all know that Hart kicked his ass once, and he is able to do it again.”
So her name’s Sophie.
Are they forgetting the fact that Chris won that fight?
“How cute is she, wearing her boyfriend’s jersey?” one of her other friend’s pitches in. “I think it’s got some of Sturniolo’s blood on it from that fight!”
“Are you guys done?” I ask, my tone snippy. “You shouldn’t even be down here. It’s for our students and our players. Shouldn’t you be comforting your boyfriend’s after that loss?” 
Sophie laughs at my comment. “I’m pretty sure this is for anyone. Maybe if you weren’t making out with your boyfriend any time you were down here, you’d see that fans of both teams have full access to this space.”
Before I have a chance to argue, she takes a step forward with venom in her tone. “Too busy occupying the slutty puck bunny role to notice anything else around you.” 
I don’t even have time to process my actions before I feel a sting in my hand. 
Oh my god.
“You bitch,” she says, holding her cheek. 
My friends surround me as I stand in shock. I just slapped Hart’s girlfriend.
That joke about Chris wanting me to fight his girlfriend just came true. Maybe this doesn’t count as a fight though. We can just label this as a little… scrap?
Nevermind. 
Now Sophie is kicking me everywhere and yanking on my hair.
“Hey, hey, hey!” I hear Chris’ voice as he runs over to the group of girls. 
“Ow!” I yell out, smacking my hand around with my eyes closed.
I’m pulled back by my shirt, opening my eyes to find Chris dragging me away. 
He pulls me into the locker room with his jaw clenched. It’s pretty sexy, honestly. 
“Are you fucking kidding me?!” he shouts. 
Okay… Maybe not sexy when he’s yelling at me. 
“What the fuck are you doing?!” he adds. 
“She was calling me names and-”
“No!” he interrupts me. “This is fucking ridiculous. I watched you slap her!”
“You fought Hart-”
“In a hockey game!”
“She called me a slutty puck bunny!”
“I don’t care! I was talking to the Bruins coach when you were fighting some girl over a stupid comment!”
Fuck.
“You were?” I ask, my voice softer as I’m filled with guilt. 
He tears off his jersey and his padding and throws it into his bag. “Yeah, I had to excuse myself and throw away that opportunity before he realized you were wearing my jersey.”
“I’m sorry, Chris,” I apologize sincerely. 
He ignores me as he finishes packing up. I sit silently on a bench and wait for him to finish. 
He sighs as he throws his bag over his shoulder. “Are you okay?”
I nod. Nothing really matters about my situation now that I know about Chris talking to the Bruins coach.
“I’m really sorry, Chris.”
“I know. I should have listened to what happened between you guys before I lashed out,” he confesses. “I’m gonna call the coach tomorrow and see if he wants to get lunch to hopefully make up for this.”
I frown. “I ruined this for you–”
“You didn’t,” he assures me. “It’s gonna be fine. I promise.”
I follow him as we walk out of the locker room and to my car. He turns around with a cheesy grin.
“That was a good slap. Rang through the hall,” he compliments me. 
I roll my eyes, shoving his shoulder. “Shut up.”
took a different approach to this request but i hope you still like it! tag list: @freshloveforthefit @lacysturniolo @mattitties @floofparker @javalakers @creamoncreamoncream2 @heebiejeebiezz @sturnswrites @runupthathillgirl @gdsvhtwa @666hellokitty420 @runupthathillgirl @oliviasturniolo21
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supermarketbae · 9 months
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dom billy punishing you’re being a brat flirting with other guys at a party, he grabs you and shoves you into a closet. It’s really rough hot , and ur both so sweaty and he’s rails his huge thick cock in you. Degrading and praising you. After it’s done you both collapse, cus ur so tired. And he places huge sloppy kisses on your face telling you what a good girl you are, whilst your still shaking from your orgasm.
HEM HeM seeing as it's my **FAVORITE LITTLE REQUESTER**(if there was a way to make 'favorite' more emphasized believe me I WOULD) ig i just have to do a quick little somethin on it (by quick i mean never ending- soul consuming-sending all my brain cells that are in commission to work on it-perhaps multiple chapter-fic) again, I don't make the rules I just work here. (shoutout to @billysbot for literally being the sweetest human!! It's too fun talking to you while i write these funny little fics! (even if you are a tad distracting😏) HAVE THE BEST DAY BB !!) guys please read🙏i went on a half an hour journey to see if the word 'simp' was used back in the 80's
Naughty and Not so Nice
a series
warnings: secret!relationship, P in v smut, degradation, praise, jealous!Billy, Whiny!Billy, Loud!reader, Hopper!reader, choking kink, breeding (ig), semi public sex, idk this whole fic again lmao.
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"Tie me up?" you smile as your boyfriend, Billy's hands ghost up your back ever so slightly teasing. "Hargrove, I swear to god don't make me regret liking you!" you laugh as he nimbly tightens the strings of the black corset you wear. "I could never, I'm too amazing." he chuckles coming to nuzzle you from behind breathing in the sweet aroma of your perfume, arms wrapping around your waist possessively. You tsk feigning annoyance, "so cocky baby" you smirk pressing a kiss to his now blushing cheeks. "Shut up." he groans hiding his face in your neck. "We'd better get going darlin'" Billy mumbles to you making no moves towards the door of his room. You groan audibly, "Do we have to?" you whine. You had agreed to go to Tina's Halloween party with Billy. He'd practically begged you to go with him, and who were you to say no.
You knew it was risky wearing semi matching costumes, both of you clad in all black, but what could you say, you longed to be Billy's girl. You wanted everyone to know. Everyone to see that your his. See, the only problem with everyone knowing was your father, Jim Hopper. Needless to say If anyone wanted to get back at you for anything, all they would have to do is tell him you were Hargrove's girl, and you were fucked. You knew the minute that happened you'd be grounded till 55. rolling your eyes at the thought, Billy sighs "I know darlin' but I'd promised some people I'd be there and I'd hate to disappoint." He smirks. "By 'people' do you mean half the high school girls?" you prod giggling "You know me well madam." Billy replies grin boyish. "Attention whore!" you laugh as his hands tickle into your sides and you fall back into him smiling still. "little minx." Billy grumbles kissing your cheek and pulling you to the door.
The party was somewhat fun.However, Billy had disappeared to god knows where. Either way, the food as always, was delicious. The drinks were abundant. It was loud, chaotic, and lively all at the same time. You lean towards Robin to hear her better. "I said," comes her raspy voice. "Do you know if Nancy and Steve are still a thing?" the slight blush on her face makes you smirk "Somebody's intrestedddd in Nancyyyyy" you tease watching her yelp with indignation "Bold of you to assume but ok!" she bites back eyes glittering with amusement "Ohhh you have it bad!" you sing watching Robins face glow deeper red "Shut it! I'll find her myself" she grumbles rolling her eyes at you lovingly. "Good luck!" you shout to her giving her an exaggerated wink and kissy face. You snort as she flips you off, stalking away to find Nancy.
Grimacing at the bitter taste of alcohol in your spiked lemonade you sit back on the couch content, that is, until Jason Carver comes sauntering over. You groan as he smiles down at you scooting the closest he possibly can to you. "What's a pretty girl like you doing by yourself?" he slurs gently to you. You cough aggressively , he positively reeks of alcohol. "Hoping to be near people like you." You state back prettily. The stupid smile on his face only spreads as he lays an arm around you. "We should go out sometime baby, I'd promise I'd make it worth your while." He winks at you cheekily and you giggle swatting him on the arm "You don't mean that!" you say lightly smacking a hand to your mouth to cover your simpering. "I do-" he is leaning closer to your face when he suddenly is yanked away "Get the fuck away from her Carver." Comes the animalistic growl you've come to recognize as your boyfriend.
"Whats'it to you, freak." Apparently, Jason had a death wish today,choosing his words most unwisely. A few people, yourself included gasp as you watch Billy throw Jason off the couch with ease, combat boot coming in contact with the burnette's chest, holding him down. "If you even look at her again. I'll fucking kill you." Billy snarls, voice poisonous. He turns to you possessive gleam evident in his eyes, "get over here." the command sends a shiver down your spine as you get up following him through the crowded room to the upstairs. "The fuck were you playin' at" Billy bites the minute he shuts the door, locking you both into to a tiny bathroom. "You left me. I was bored. He flirted," you say calmly feigning innocence "I don't see the problem, Baby." you say voice seductively low as you inch your hands up his strong frame.
"I guess I have to remind you who you belong to then" he rasps mouth harshly coming to bite at your neck. blatantly marking you. "B-billy-ah-my friends-" You moan as licks a stripe of your neck ferally groaning as he humps into you. "Shut the fuck up-god sweetheart I'm already so hard for you- shoulda-ah-should've fuckin thought of that when you were whoring out for Jason huh?" You mewl at his words eyes rolling back into your head as he clamps a hand over your mouth "c'mon darlin' shut that pretty mouth of yours, d-don't-goddd-don't w-want your friends to hear you moaning my name like a slut huh?" You whimper out muffled as he bends you over the small sink counter, other hand coming to knead into your ass before giving it a rough slap. "Billy~ ohmygod-please babyyy!" you whine as his hands come to play with your hardened nipples. He tsks eyes trailing over your wiggling figure,
"begging me to rail you already love?" Billy mocks as he slowly removes your panties moving your short skirt higher. "So wet already darlin'" Billy keens fingers coming to rub at your swollen clit, you whimper, jolting from the sudden spike in pleasure as he unbuckles his belt, the small clinks of metal sending a shiver down your spine. "Gonna take all of me huh? Pretty fuckin slut. g-good-oh godd-"
You cry out in unison as he thrusts into you, yours loud and perfectly pornographic. "Such a-so tight sweetheart-pretty slutty thing for me yeah?" Billy grunts as you clench around him hand snaking to your hair to pull you back. "Or is it for Jason hmm? you think-ah-fuckin take it darlin' justttt like that- you think he could fuck you like this?" you whimper shaking your head vigorously spasming as he grips your hips slamming them back onto his. "Words, darlin'" Billy huskily mumbles to you. "Nonono j-just you-ah godd Billy so good-just you baby-feels so-ohhh" You cry out, his hand is doing little to muffle your wanton moans now. "Such a slut yeah?-fuck you're milkin' my cock so good baby-good girl such a-ah fuck-good girl." you sob at his words pretty tears streaming down your cheeks "Billy-'m soso sorry baby pleasee I can't s'too good." you slur, you feel like your coming apart at the seams as he rams his thick cock into you. "Awh is my dumb little whore crying for me-such a pretty little thing." He groans as your sobs spike in volume "You can take it darlin', I-oh god baby squeezing me so fucking tight-I know you can take it-so gooodd for me!" Billy purrs to you whimpering.
"Suck 'em, Angel," Billy's fingers hold your mouth open as you moan gratefully, tongue swirling around his digits. "Gotta keep your slutty mouth quiet somehow darlin.'" he chides to your already reeling figure. "f-fuck me Billy P-pleaseee" Your mewl comes out breathy and intelligible as you choke on his fingers. "Ohmygoshd-Billy-mph-Pleaseee-wanna cum!" Billy chuckles as you drool around his finger thumb pad coming to wipe against the bottom of your lip. "droolin'-ah- for me baby?-so-goddd too tight so fuckin tight-such a precious thing." You cling to him as he pushes you closer to the edge. Billy groans tilting his head back, and you wail when his hand comes to play with your already overstimulated clit. "B-Billy~ S-so ohmygmf-I needa cum pleasee-" Billy chuckles darkly "All mine baby-ah-good girl- all fucking mine- so good!" you whine when his thrust grow sporadic, turning your head back, you lock eyes with him, your cock drunk ones coming in contact with his blown pupils, blue completely hidden. "please." you whimper to him. Billy's eyes roll. "God yes, darlin cum for me- all-oh shit darlin' cumming too-oh Goddd." Billy rambles to you pulling you closer as you bawl out his name a final time spasming a final time around his cock, feeling his cum fill you up.
"sosoSO good for me baby, did so good, all mine, all fucking mine darlin'" Billy moans into the shell of your ear softly as you come down from your high. A warm blush fills your cheeks at his praises. You collapse, falling into him. Billy holds you up pressing kisses to your flushed cheeks as you shake, positively scorching from your orgasm. Billy is clinging to you mouthing at any skin he can reach. "love you so much- so fucking much." he slurs out kissing your cheeks again and again. "mmmm love you too baby" you sigh out completely blissed out. Cuddling closer into him. Unaware of Robin searching for you outside...
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JUAHIHSIWUHWWUIDH AGAIN THIS GOT OUTTA HAND!! MbMB (this is the start of a tiny mini series idk bro) THANK U BB FOR READING!!
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madeintheniamh · 11 months
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broken ankle, karma rules
stmf one shot #9.
a/n: long time no see! i missed writing for you all so much
warnings: fluff & surgery
song: little freak- harry styles
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“And next on the beam, please give a round of applause for Matilda Styles!”
Harry was stood next to you, cheering your eldest daughter on so loudly that it was starting to give you a headache. Nothing had beaten the look on Tilly’s face when she was told by her head coach that she had qualified for nationals, and you had followed her all the way up north to the arena where the competition was due to take place. You felt nervous just watching her, wondering how your 10-year-old daughter could stomach so many people staring at her, judging her every move. But then again, that was what her Dad did most nights whilst he was on tour. The Styles were performers, and loved having all eyes pointed in their direction, and Tilly was no exception to this rule.
You looked down, to see Lottie sucking on her thumb, her chewed up bunny hanging by the ear in her other fist. Harry could tell she was starting to doze off, having woken up at 5am for the car journey up here. He reached down before scooping her up in his arms and placing her on his shoulders, pointing in Tilly’s direction.
“Look at your big sister over there, sweet pea! Are you going to give her a cheer, I bet she can hear you,”
“Good luck, Tilly!” she shouted, her little voice echoing across the hall. Tilly, now stood up on top of a wooden beam, turned around to wave in her direction, smiling widely in her black and blue glittery long-sleeved leotard, emblazoned with jewels, a ribbon perched upon the tight bun you had tied her hair into. The routine started, and Harry gawked as she marched across the narrow piece of wood, flipping upside down and in all different directions, landing perfectly on her feet each time.
“That’s my girl!” he bellowed, reaching over the seats in front to get a closer look at her. The routine was coming to the finale, and this was the part she needed to stick- if the landing went just as well as the rest of it, she would be coming out with a very high score.
You watched her taking a deep breath, inhaling the stale, sweaty air of the arena, before beginning to run towards the end of the beam, her arms reaching out in front of her.
“Go on, Styles!” The girls in her team watching from the side-lines chanted, as her dainty hands made contact with the beam, before she flipped up and backwards, back down onto her feet again, and backwards, her knees tucked into her chest, getting closer to the floor, closer and closer before-
The snap was so loud, that you felt it echo across the entire arena. You felt as though things were going in slow motion, and you were helpless, watching all the way from the viewing platform, your daughter’s screams shrilling through your ears.
“Oh my god!” Harry yelled, moving Lottie from off of his shoulders and resting her on his hip.
She was laid out on the mat just off of the beam, one hand on her forehead, the other reaching down trying to grab her ankle. You rushed down the stairs, Harry’s free hand intertwined in yours, and pushed your way through the crowd that had congregated near her.
“Let them through, those are her parents!” the head coach screamed, putting her hands out to part the sea of people gawking over Tilly. Harry placed Lottie back on the ground before you both kneeled over next to her.
“Mummy, Daddy, I’m scared,” A stream of tears rolled down her face. “It hurts, it really hurts,”
Harry brushed a loose strand of hair from her forehead and tucked it behind her ear, before wiping the tears from her cheek with the back of his hand.
“I know baby,” you sighed, locking eyes with Harry. “But you’re going to be alright,”
“Can someone get some ice? And a blanket, she’s really cold,” Harry shouted across the floor, before one of the girls came running back with them.
“Thank you sweet,” he smiled at the teenage girl wearing a leotard and track jacket, before wrapping the blanket around Tilly’s shoulders.
She sat up suddenly, and her green eyes widened in shock at the state of her foot.
“Oh no,” she cried, “I feel sick,”
Harry pressed the ice pack over her ankle before covering it up with the blanket. The sight of her mangled, twisted ankle, bleeding with a bone sticking out of it, was enough to make you and him feel queasy.
“You don’t need to see it, baby,” he whispered, rubbing her shoulders to try and warm her up. “Daddy’s going to lift you up now, okay? And we’re going to take you to the hospital, where they can fix it,”
She hissed as he hooked his arm under her knee to try and lift her.
“Don’t touch it!” she screamed, reaching out to throw his arm off of her. His hands flew up in apology.
“I’m tyring not to, Til,” He kissed her forehead, his voice beginning to break. “But I need to lift you up so I can get you to the car, okay?”
She sighed before wrapping her hands around his neck and he picked her up from the mat, cradling her in his arms like he used to when she was tiny.
“Mummy, is Tilly going to be okay?” Lottie whispered sweetly, her tiny hand now in yours.
“Yeah baby, you don’t need to worry,” you sighed, your heart breaking at the panic in her little voice. “We’re going to go to the hospital where the doctors can help her, okay?”
You watched Harry running out to the car as you followed closely behind him, as he sat in the back with Tilly for the entire car journey to the hospital.
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“It’s a nasty break, that’s for sure,” The radiologist explained, as you noticed Harry’s face turning a shade of green as he looked at the X-Rays held out in front of him. It showed her bone as broken clean in half, bits managing to peek through her skin. “We will have to put her to sleep, and then put some pins in to hold it back in place,”
“Oh my,” Harry whimpered. “Surgery! But she’s so little,”
“I know it’s a lot to take in, Mr Styles. But this is the best way of fixing it,”
He sighed, frantically running a hand through his hair.
“One of the nurses is bandaging it up temporarily whilst we speak, so she’s comfortable for now. Someone should be up in an hour or so to take her up to theatre,”
You both thanked him and Harry shook his hand before he left.
“I’ll tell her, you don’t have to,” you offered, as he sighed, now tapping his foot repeatedly on the floor.
“It’s making me feel sick thinking about it, her up on the table, and she’s so, so little, what if she doesn’t wake up, and-”
“Harry,” you warned him. “I feel the exact same as you, but if she sees how worried you are, it’s going to make her panic, and that’s not good for her right now,”
“I know, I know,” he said quickly. “I just wish it was me instead of her,”
You took his hand in yours, rubbing circles around his knuckles, before opening the door, your woozy daughter now sat up in the bed with a dazed expression on her face.
“My gorgeous girl,” Harry tried to smile, but it didn’t quite meet his eyes. He kissed her forehead.  “Are you feeling any better?”
She yawned slightly. “I’m tired, Daddy,”
You were relieved that painkillers coming through the IV on her arm were working. You knew it was bad when she hadn’t flinched as the nurse put the needle into her hand, because Tilly was normally never keen on needles.
“You sleep then, babygirl,” He said, now sitting on the end of the bed facing her, tucking in the blankets around her. Within under a minute, she was already fast asleep.
You and Harry had decided that it would be better to not tell her, because you knew she wouldn’t have slept, and also because you knew it would have hurt him too much to see her reaction. Harry had spent that entire hour pacing around the room, his green eyes darting back and forth between his daughter asleep in bed and the clock in the corner of the room.
He almost jumped when he heard the knock on the door, which also startled Tilly awake, as she bolted upright in bed.
“Hi darling, we’re going to take you upstairs now, okay?”
“Why,” Tilly muttered, her voice tainted with grogginess. “I want to stay here,”
“You’re going to have a nice sleep whilst we fix your ankle, okay? And then you’ll wake up and it won’t be hurting anymore,”
 Tilly looked over at her dad, whose gaze was focused on a pot of flowers on the bedside table to avoid meeting her eyes, because he knew that if he looked at her, he would burst into tears.
“I thought… I thought we were going home,” she blubbered. “I thought we were going to get Lottie from Nanny Anne’s,”
“Nanny is going to come and see you later, okay?” you whispered, trying to keep your tone as light as possible. “But they need to fix your ankle first,”
She reached up to grab Harry’s tattooed arm, watery tears now beginning to stream down her face.
“You need to pick either Mummy or Daddy to take with you when we put you to sleep, darling,” the nurse smiled. “I’m sorry it can’t be both,”
Harry didn’t expect her answer to be him.
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“I’m sorry baby, I know it’s horrible,” Harry sighed, stroking the back of her free hand as he watched a vial of liquid being squirted into the cannula on the other. Her hands were so tiny, that they had barely been able to get it in in the first place, and Harry had felt sick watching her cry as they struggled to find her vein.
“Am I going to wake up, Daddy?” Tilly whispered, her green eyes wide as she stared up in him. He felt another knot forming in his stomach, and could feel the sick beginning to travel up his throat.
“Of course you are, sweetheart,” He traced his fingertips across her pale cheeks. “The doctors are going to take very good care of you, you don’t need to worry,” He tried to make himself sound as certain as possible, but deep down he was more scared than she was. If he could have been lying on that bed instead of her at that moment, he would have been.
Her eyes began to flutter closed, as she tried to stare back up at him, fighting to keep them open.
“I love y-” She tried to say, but she was asleep before she could finish the sentence.
You saw him rush back out through the doors, as he collapsed down into your arms, no longer able to hold back his tears.
You didn’t need to say anything. You just held him there as the minutes slowly ticked by, listening to his quiet sobs as you felt your t-shirt beginning to become damp, running your hands through his soft brown hair.
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“Mr and Mrs Styles,”
Harry immediately jumped up at those words.
“Is she okay?” He gasped, his voice trembling slightly.
“Yeah, she’s fine,” The nurse chuckled to herself, taking in the shocked look on Harry’s face. “She’s still coming round, so she’s a bit woozy, but she’s fine,”
“Thank god,” Harry muttered as he followed her back down the long, whitewashed hallway and into a small room where Tilly was tilted upright in a hospital bed, snuggled under crisp white sheets.
He moved a chair over and sat down beside her, running his thumb over her cheek before planting a kiss to her forehead. Her lips turned upwards into a smile, despite still having her eyes closed.
“Hi baby, did you have a nice dream?” Harry whispered, placing his hand over hers, grimacing slightly at the cannula in the back of it, which looked harsh and sterile imbedded in her soft pale skin. She giggled slightly, before slowly opening her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering up at him.
“Mmmhmm,” she muttered, her eyes dropping closed again. “M’still tired, though,”
“You sleep then baby, hmm?” He breathed. “It’s okay. Daddy can wait. I’ll always wait for you,”
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poor tilly! i'm sure harry will be the best daddy and make sure she is well looked after for the next few weeks :/
the link to my other dadrry one shots if you enjoyed this one:
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Comforting letter from your future lover/spouse
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Hey guys, I am an intuitive reader as I am a clairvoyant. I get visions of future and can channel spirits.
Warning : This is for entertainment purposes. This is not set in stone or 100% true.
I would really appreciate if you would leave a feedback here. It really helps me a lot.
Thanks a lot for reading this, liking and for reblogs. See you soon again :)
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Group 1
Hey Sunshine,
I know it seems hard right? Very much hard right? But do you know how much courage and strength you have within you. You are much stronger than you think. Everybody says the same thing to you like "It'll be okay", "Don't think about it too much" and much more, I would like to say you one thing take as much time you need, start again whenever you feel like it and you have to remember 'Why did you start' I am with you at every step in your life. It feels good to know that you are happy and safe wherever you are at this moment. So, please don't be too sad. You don't know how much you mean to me. It feels like heaven to be with you, to be wrapped in your arms while embracing your presence. I went into the future ahemmm......sorry haha but don't worry I'm with you whenever you need me. You can let it all go only with your one smile.
My brave girl :-)
From
Your Goofy lover
Group 2
Hey my sweetheart,
You know how much cocky I look right?!?! I am just joking, for you I would do anything. Won't you come a little bit closer, huh?! *winks* Why are you smiling like an idiot. I love it when I catch you off-guard like this. I am thriving for you, I have seen you in my dreams, in my vision. It feels really good to think that you are going to be with me. It's worth the wait, I assure you. I am working on myself too. I am waiting for you and being the best version of myself, so that I don't scare you away. You love forehead kisses don't you. I would give you a lot of them, like not only on your forehead but on your sweet and juicy lips too. You like to figure out everything yourself. I would like you to relax a bit and just go with the flow. Don't overthink too much. It would definitely workout at the end. If you want to pursue something as your hobby go for it, don't hesitate. You have all my support. Good luck, my baby girl/boy!!!!
From
Your naughty and sweet lover
Group 3
What's up gorgeous,
You are procastinating a lot of things and that's not good. It doesn't sound good to hear but you need to work hard for your big dreams. It will not be easy and to achieve big dreams you should go out of your comfort zone. You should know you are way more worthy than what you have now. You shouldn't have the victim mentality but the survivor mentality. Confidence looks good on your personality. I am really proud of you that you came this far on your own. You are the strongest. You inspire so many people around you that you have no idea of. I would never let you go once you're with me. I am not like your past partners. I know you had some good partners too but I promise I will be the best. You are my destination and I hope you are willing to walk together on our journey. Have a good day till then.
From
Your cheerleader and lover
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sherrymagic · 7 months
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everyone's talking about SandRay (as they should) BUT can we take a moment to breathe in the fact that Nick is using the nerd-to-popular-girl makeover technique to win Boston's heart like he's some high schooler who's watched too many 90s-00s romcoms growing up and now thinks this is the actual way to make someone fall for you?
little stalker boy has been spying on his beloved fcking someone else, has been collecting the recordings as some kind of precious collector edition of a rare vintage album and randomly listens to them alone while crying, then he went to Top asking him to stay away from "his" man and now he's trying to change hilmself to look more and more like Boston's type in order to keep him, despite knowing deep down that everyone's right about how he stands no chance. he's acting like a delusional teenager with no experience who's just one heartbreak away from going completely unhinged and ruin his and everyone's life in the process of coping with his emotions, but at the same time he's so desperate and in need for love that i can't help but adore him and root for him in any possible way.
i mean i do know that he's fated to catastrophe but at the same time i'm like, baby boy, sweet problematic child of mine, i love you and support you every step of the way on your journey to self-destruction while you try to deal with the trauma you clearly went through at some point during your life to become like this, i wish you good luck with your stupid little plan but even more i hope you'll be able to rise back from your ashes when you eventually burn everything to the ground in the process of finding true love, mom will always be proud of you anyways.
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Afew Questions from a trans woman trying to come out more, can some trans women still be able to have kids and secondly, after you have bottom surgery can you pleasure yourself like any other or no? Sorry if I sound ignorant in anyway…
Are trans women still able to have kids?
Mostly, no. There are a slim few who don't see the same level of sperm count dropped that the majority of HRT-taking transfems do, but again, any anti-androgen is going to significantly reduce your chances. If you plan on having biological kids, consider cryopreserving some baby batter before starting hormones.
Pleasure after bottom surgery?
I haven't had bottom surgery, but the overwhelming consensus is absolutely. The procedure remaps your nerves into a close approximation of what they would've been if you had developed as a cis girl in the womb. Percieved pleasure is one of the more common reasons for bottom surgery, in fact. Many trans girls who experience genital dysphoria during sex revel in this miracle because they can finally sense pleasure in the way it was intended for their body. A way that feels right.
Hope this helps! Good luck on your journey 💛
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nattinatalia · 1 year
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Jack Harlow x Reader Instagram AU : Baby Mama Drama Edition
A/N I know I said I wasn’t going to post any VD related, but I had this in my drafts for weeks so I decided to finish it 💘
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yourusername My Valentine outdid himself.
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user Awww Diego really did that.
yourusername LMAAAOOO WHOOO??
blancaa She’s not with that bum anymore
user Ohhhh 👀
user I figured, it’s been two years and she hardly even posted him anymore. This is probably her new man
yourusername Not my man, but something……
jackharlow YET……
allaboutjackharlow OH MY GOD 😱
yourusername added to their story
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jackharlow My Valentines for life 💕🤞🏼
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yourusername 🫢🫢🫢
blancaa Glad you got your head out from your ass but if you fuck this up, that’ll be another bloody nose.
jackharlow Blanca always with the violence
blancaa And don’t you ever forget it
neelamthadhani Always throwing warning shots
claybornharlow You know damn well those ain’t warning shots.
yourbestiename 😭😭😭
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yourusername He said he had another surprise for me, he said between his legs…. Ummm someone has a magnifying glass I can borrow? Because I didn’t find anything between those legs 😭😭😭😭😭
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blancaa BITCHHHH 😭😭😭😭😭
yourusername 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭
jackharlow You know damn well what’s between my legs, the same thing that made Adrian six years ago.
yourusername LMAAAOO
druski2funnny Please wrap it up, don’t need another Scorpio running around.
yourusername 😭😭😭 FUCK YOUU, we’re the best there is 🥰 just ask your boy
jackharlow Can confirm 😋
claybornharlow Adrian is 6, time for new babies!!!!!!
jackharlow Coming right up 🤞🏼
urbanwyatt Yea to more Harlow Babies
jackharlow We got 7 to go.
yourusername WAIT A DAMN MINUTE!!!!!!!! I didn’t agree to this.
yourbestiename Good luck Y/N
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yourusername My boys ❤️ we’ve been celebrating Valentine’s Day since yesterday morning. Forever thankful for them.
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jackharlow It was a long bumpy road, but beyond happy and blessed that we’re on this new journey of opportunities and love.
yourusername 🥹🥹🥹
yourbestiename Somewhere right now Neelam, Diego and Heather are punching the air.
blancaa I still say we let panchito loose and bite their asses. It’s what they deserve.
jackharlow Do it
yourusername Stop 😭😭😭😭
mamamaggie I’m so happy you two found your way back together. I knew it deep inside of me that you were meant to be.
yourusername Thank you for being the best, not only to Adrian, but to me as well. I’m forever thankful for you.
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jackharlow I told her I was going to put a baby inside her on Valentine’s Day, well here we are 🤭🥰🥰🥰 can’t wait to meet you princess.
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yourusername I love you 💕 can’t wait for Adrian to be a big brother.
claybornharlow YESSSSSSS 😍😍
urbanwyatt He shoot’s he scores 😂🙌🏼
druski2funnny Didn’t I tell you two to wrap it up???
druski2funnny But happy for you fam.
blancaa MY GIRLS 🥰🥰🥰
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pusssydesigned · 1 year
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𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞
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my first one-shot ever so wish me luck! there’s no real description/use of y/n so it’s all up to your imagination. reblogs and feedback are very helpful <333 this is inspired by the song comfortable by h.e.r!!! lowercase intended + not proofread
"cuz i feel so comfortable with you..." - h.e.r warnings: fluff to smut, unprotected p in v, hair pulling, breeding, oral sex (m&f receiving) ,soft/rough-ish sex, crying (happy tears ofc), suuuupperrrr emotional sex, established relationship | RPF! DONT LIKE IT, DONT READ! minors dni!
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you woke up to the bright sun in your face. the room was filled with the sweet, musky scent of you and your lover, joseph. you two loved each other dearly, more than anything in this whole universe and lifetime. you'd been a part of his journey since his role on les mis where you two met at a production wrap up party. being a star yourself was already hectic and having your boyfriend be the it-boy of the year was even more hectic. everyone wanted him to be theirs, but he was only and would forever be yours.
you laid soft kisses on his warm, light skin. he shifted in his sleep a couple of times and eventually woke up. "good morning, my love" he mumbled in his raspy morning voice. "good morning baby." he flashed his toothy grin and wrapped you back in his arms. "you know... i think we should stay in for today." you mumbled a little “mmm hm” to signal your agreement.
he turned you over and placed kisses from your face all the way down your cunt. it was throbbing from the attention he was giving you. “baby don’t tease me right now” you whined to him. he nudged his nose to your clit and placed kisses to your hole. “we have all day baby, relax.” joseph said, copying your tone.
although you both fucked and made love all hours of the night, you still needed him and he needed you. he licked a long, flat stripe from your hole to your clit and began to suck. you let out a beautiful cry he loved to hear. “jus’ wanna make you feel good baby.” he sucked and licked your clit just right. he rubbed your entrance with his middle and ring finger and slowly pushed them inside you. joseph’s fingers were nice and thick and they stretched you out so fucking good.
“baby, don’t stop,” you whispered to him. he moaned into your cunt and it sent you closer and closer. you tugged and tugged at his hair. his fingers were hitting the perfect spot that made you gush all over him. it didn’t take long for you to squirt all over his chin and fingers. you gasped and glued your eyes shut as you climaxed. “holy fuck baby i’m so proud of you.” he brought you up for a sloppy, wet kiss. the taste of your climax tasted so amazing on him. you moaned into the kiss and started palming him.
he returned to his side of the bed and laid down. you made sure to kitten lick the red tip and caress his balls. he bucked his hips a few times to get some friction. “don’t be a fuckin’ tease right now,” he whimpered. “you understand how it feels now joseph?” you giggled at his desperation for you.
you took his cock in your mouth and bobbed your head up and down. you covered the rest of him in your hand. joseph eventually removed your hands, fisted your hair in a messy ponytail, and face fucked you. crescent shapes were left from you gripping his thighs. spit dripped from your mouth down to his balls. “fuck princess, you’re taking this so well.” you looked into his eyes and moaned, sending vibrations all down his dick. “you like this pretty girl? fuuuck!” he let out several more high pitched moans and chants of your name before he came down your throat and thrusted into your mouth.
you sat on his lap bumping and grinding your cunt onto his length. you stopped yourself from your release before slowly sliding down his cock. he placed his large hands on your hips and began guiding you up and down. “babygirl this feels ss-so fucking good.” you leaned down to gift him your kisses and press your foreheads together. the moment was so romantic, sensual, emotional. moments like these where you were chest to chest and foreheads touching was rare. this truly meant something to the both of you.
“joseph, i-i need you. only you baby.” you both began to tear up at the emotions of this. joseph held you close and sobbed a bit into the crown of your head. you felt the happy tears wet your scalp. you let out a cry into his chest while he fucked you from the bottom and you thrusted back onto him. “it’s always been you baby. i love you so fuckin’ much,” he said as he stared deep into your eyes.
you both continued with your cries and thrusts until you felt him twitch in you. you looked him dead in the eyes and begged him to cum in you. “cum i-in me. pl-please, i’m begging you.” he closed his eyes and thrusted faster and harder sending you into your second orgasm of the morning. “i’m gonna fill this pretty pussy up.” you squirted all over his chest and soft tummy. you had him halting his movements and gripping your hips so tightly, almost bruising your hips.
you felt his cum flood your insides. both of you let out loud cries of love and pleasure. you guys’ breathing was shaky and loud. joseph rubbed your back as you were slumped against his chest listening to his brisk heartbeat. you and joseph stayed like that for a few minutes before he removed himself from you. you winced from the loss of him. “i’m sorry but baby, but we need to get cleaned up.” you lazily nodded at him.
“lemme take you to the bathroom, my love.” you were too tired out from making love with him to even argue. he picked you up and waited for you to handle your business before wiping the dripping cum from your cunt. “you should carry me a lil more, i like this.” he giggled and pressed a kiss to your forehead. he softly placed your bodies on the bed and held you close.
“hey, joseph?”
“yeah, baby?!”
“i love you even more :)”
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this is literally my first time writing and posting it on the internet. i’m so nervous to share this but here y’all go!!!! k gonna gts bye bye luvssss 🤍💌🌷🎧👼🏽
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erin-bo-berin · 2 years
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can I have an imagine where it’s set in the Steve x singlemom!reader, they just bring home the new baby and daughter is very upset and thinks you guys will forget about her and she tries to run away to Joyce and Hopper’s? Packed with all the usual stuff a kid would pack, a stuffie, coloring books, crayons and maybe a change of clothes? 😂 and Reader and Steve feel terrible for making their baby girl feel so unloved, if you could, make it kinda angsty, but end it fluffy? I’m so sorry this is so long 😭
Omg poor little baby girl 😭 also, if you haven’t read the latest full length fic that describes the pregnancy journey with baby #2, oldest girl is now Abbie and baby is Arabella. Just to make things less confusing. For the sake of this story, let’s pretend that they live in the neighborhood of Hopper and Joyce because she ends up there lol
Anyway, to the angst!
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It’d only been a week since you’d brought Arabella home from the hospital.
People weren’t kidding when they said how big of an adjustment it was to go from one kid to two. It was rough.
But things had just went from rough to absolutely, catastrophically bad.
“Steve, I can’t find Abbie anywhere!”
You raced into the nursery where he was feeding Arabella in her rocking chair and he looked up, panic immediately contorting his face.
“What do you mean you can’t find her?”
“I mean, I’ve looked everywhere for her and I can’t find her.”
He stood, accidentally knocking the nipple of the bottle out of Arabella’s mouth causing her to fuss.
“Sorry sweetheart,” he murmured, placing it properly back in her mouth.
He followed you, hungry baby still in his arms as you led him towards her room.
“I checked her room, the bathroom, our bedroom and bathroom, downstairs. Hell I even checked the closets! I was hoping she might be with you in the nursery.”
Steve shook his head.
“I haven’t seen her in hours.”
“Hours. Oh my god,” you felt faint, “How long have I not noticed that she was missing? What if something awful happened to her?”
“Don’t panic,” he assured you, “Why don’t you go check the front yard and I’ll go check the back yard? She’s probably just outside playing.”
“Okay, good idea,” you nodded, not having considered that possibility.
You flung the front door open and went and checked the yard. You looked high and low, even checked behind bushes and trees, but there was no Abbie.
“Any luck?” you asked, quickly growing frantic again when you met Steve inside.
His serious face made you aware that he’d had no luck either.
“We gotta call Hopper,” you said, rushing to the phone.
Before you had a chance to pick up and dial, the phone rang. You grabbed it up.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Y/N, it’s Hopper.”
“Oh good, I was just about to call you. Listen, Abbie’s missing.”
“About that,” he said, “She’s here.”
“Here? Here where?”
“Over here at me and Joyce’s house.”
You sank in relief, clutching the wall to keep you upright.
“What is she doing there?!”
“She said she ran away from home.”
“Oh god, I’m so sorry. We’ll be right there to get her.”
“Take your time. We’ll take good care of her, I promise.”
When you hung up, you turned to Steve’s expectant face.
“She’s at Joyce and Hopper’s.”
“What’s she doing there?” he asked, just as you had moments before.
“Hopper said she told them she ran away from home.”
He sighed, eyes closing, relief washing over his face.
“Let me finish feeding her,” he nodded to Arabella, “And then the three of us can go get her.”
It wasn’t a long walk to the Hopper household. Thankfully so since your three year old had walked all the way there by herself.
“Abbie!” you exhaled, rushing towards her when you stepped inside.
“Mommy!” she ran into your arms.
“Sweetheart, don’t ever do anything like that again, okay? You scared me and daddy to pieces.”
“I sowwy,” she frowned, hugging your neck.
Arabella was asleep in Steve’s arms, but he bent towards Abbie carefully to not to wake the infant.
“Why did you run away from home?”
“Cause mommy and daddy like Bewwa more den me.”
Abbie had a hard time pronouncing her sister’s name so she called her Bella, in her own little kid talk.
“You fowget bout me,” she frowned, lower lip trembling.
“Oh honey. We don’t love anyone more than you. We love you and Arabella equally,” you said.
“We could never forget about you princess,” Steve said, tapping her nose with a finger, making her smile a bit, “It’s just hard because Arabella is little and needs help with things that you as a big girl can do yourself.”
“Like eat and sit by yourself and you don’t wear diapers anymore like your sister does,” you pointed out.
“I big girl,” she nodded.
“Then why don’t you come to us if you’re feeling lonely, next time okay?” Steve said, “Besides, you can be mommy and daddy’s little helper and help with Arabella. How about that?”
She smiled, bending over to kiss Arabella sweetly on the head.
“Otay.”
You straightened, seeing Joyce and Hopper come into the room, having given you the space your family needed to settle the matter.
“Imagine how surprised I was when the doorbell rang and I found her on our doorstep,” Hopper laughed.
“Here’s the backpack she brought with her too,” Joyce opened it so you could see inside.
Inside, Abbie had packed her bunny stuffie, a coloring book, crayons and a change of clothes. You chuckled at your daughter’s insight. She was way too smart for her own good.
“Thank you for taking care of her,” you thanked them, taking her backpack and picking Abbie up in your arms.
“I not gonna run away again,” Abbie told them firmly.
“I’m gonna stay home and be da best big seester ever.”
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quitealotofsodapop · 6 months
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HiB Sequel/Au Ideas
I have a lot of thoughts on Monkey King: Hero is Back, and I've complied most of them here. It has such a fascinating concept, especially in regards to how the timeline of "Journey to the West" has been permanently altered by Hundun/Chaos.
Timeline changes cus of Events in Story:
Sun Wukong/Dasheng is pretty much "on probation" since he busted out early + asks for a huge favor from the gods at the end of HiB. Guanyin is the one to agree to change the headband to the armlet/chain cuff/buddha ankle-monitor. SWK might get it removed if he stays on good behavior.
Jiang Liuer (same name as the Tang Monk/Tripitaka when he was young), is a small child + dies at the hand of Hundun, but is somehow revived by the credits. Oddly enough, he's said by the production team to be the Ninth Cicada rather than the Tang Monk's Tenth. Maybe literally dying counted as a -1 life? The tie-in videogame shows it more clearly; Dasheng was involved in Liuer's revival and is shown begging/threatening the gods in the credit art, holding Liuer in his arms.
Zhu Bajie isn't married (yet). He also is probably lying about what he did to reincarnate as a pig demon.
Fa Ming is a cool af old man who isn't even tied to any big mythos character. Just a really cool mortal buddhist who went "Hey, free grandson!" when Liuer floated down the river in the prologue.
Sha Wujing has likely *just* been kicked out of heaven. According to a comment by the films director, this version of Sha Wujing may be fem.
Ao Lie has yet to set his dad's house on fire. Might do it on accident in future. Was a real bro and helped SWK get to Hundun during their battle. And according to the credits to the videogame, helped return many of the kidnapped children to their parents.
Theories:
Sha Ya Tou/"Silly Girl" is actually the Red Child/Hong Hai'er. She was kidnapped prior to the story by Hundun's forces to act as the flame for the furnace. Hence her extreme luck, lack of fear, taste for rare meat, and her little "horn" ponytails. If Hundun had pushed his luck, he would have had a Syndrome vs Jack-Jack situation on his hands. Her parents are currently very worried and tearing every village apart trying to find her.
Hundun/Chaos is literally an avatar of the Great Peril, but he loses his identity when he reverts back to the Original Hundun. His ritual was so he could maintain/prolong his humanoid form. He's sacrificed human children before in similar rituals, and initially set his sights on Liuer (the current Golden Cicada) as a baby for this goal - but assumed him lost/dead after Liuer's birth family were slaughtered.
The "mountain trolls/yaoguai" arent inherently evil, but they follow whoevers the strongest. Hence why they started cheering for SWK when he began overpowering Hundun.
Fic things under Read More:
Potiential Fic Timeline:
LEM has already made a name for themselves by hunting humans that prey on demons, and by spreading the tale of their thought-to-be-lost friend Sun Wukong. Then a Stone Egg smashes down next to him one day just after a solar eclipse. Coincidence? >:3
Meanwhile, Sun Wukong is busy beating down the door to the Underworld wanting his son/tudi/friend/ pest back. The Kings of Hell are hesistant to do anything cus you know, until...
King Yama, uninterested: "Gee, thats a tall order. Buuuut death is a mortal inevitablity, and you're still supposed to be under the mountain so..." Guanyin, phases in: "The child is the Golden Cicada." All the Kings of Hell: "HE'S WHAT!?" "Sweet buddha, get that kid's soul back in there pronto!" "He's not suppose to be dead yet!" Dasheng: *gives Guanyin a thumbs-up* "thanks" Guanyin: "Don't think you get off scott-free, sage. You're still supposed to be getting punished." Dasheng: *nervous gulp as he accepts his fate* *the chain cuff from the mountain is slapped back on Dasheng's wrist* Guanyin: "However, your actions towards this little monk has succesfully reduced your sentence. I believe as long as you stay by him, you won't run into too much trouble" *cheeky wink* Dasheng, relieved: "I suppose I could do a lot worse."
Liuer is able to be revived, but is in a comatose state for around 49 days as his soul internally "reincarnates". In this state he manages to pass on messages between SWK and an "unknown warrior" (LEM) via their dreams.
Pigsy, SWK, Fa Ming, and the newly-welcomed Ao Lie spend a lot of time reuniting the stolen children with their families.
Fa Ming bonds with SWK over the weeks caring for the cometose Liuer. SWK is reminded of Master Subodhi and gets wistful. Fa Ming entrusts SWK to care for Liuer when he's gone. SWK agrees, but is internally panicking.
Bonus complication; Silly Girl's parents have yet to be found. And even with his weakened powers, Dasheng's gold-vision tells him that she's not what she seems...
One night, Liuer manages to convey to SWK that Mount Huaguo is under attack by hunters. SWK in his haste; bundles all of his new little troop onto the Sommersault Cloud and flies towards Mount Huaguo.
SWK goes to rescue his missing/captured subjects from the main hunters camp. He finds the hunters already being torn apart by LEM. They have a mutual "oh shit, its my old crush/best friend I thought died in the war"-moment. Liuer reveals himself to be awake at the very end of the encounter.
Both monkeys see eachother alive + a kid (SWK and Liuer, LEM and the Stone Egg) and a romantic comedy ensues. Until...
Guanyin: "Hey gang, sorry to burst your bubble. But the big guys upstairs are a little peeved. Seems like the manifestation of primordial chaos messing with things on earth, has literally thrown the entire timeline off course. The Buddha needs you to check in on places where chaos is at it's most rampant. Don't worry about directions, I'll cc them to the little cicada. Ok? Byyyeeee!" *leaves* The whole gang: "wut." Liuer, eyes glowing: "We should go westward." Dasheng, groaning: "And I just got back home!"
+Stone Egg Bonus:
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After seeing the poster for the upcoming prequel to HiB, I have determined that the baby monkey inside the egg would most likely be born/hatched out with white/cream-coloured fur and very fluffy. Therefore I will declare this little "MK" variant; Xiaoyún/小云 (Little Cloud).
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toomuchracket · 5 months
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birthday party!matty and girlie taking baby on her first trip when they have their first break after going back to work from maternity leave💓
dublin! you're asked to host a book launch for an irish girl you're friendly with, your first big work thing since having amy almost a year ago, and matty's still on paternity leave (aka he isn't writing or producing for other artists in the break between 75 records) so you suggest making a little family holiday out of it!! he's so up for it, as you can imagine - he fucking loves ireland, and getting to spend time there with his girls is just such a dream. amy is as good as gold on her first ever flight (the plane crew are so enamoured with her lol), safe in her dad's arms the whole time, and has a lovely nap on the journey to the hotel and then when you get into the room too, bless her. she's actually quite alert on the way to dinner, peering at the busy streets quite curiously from her spot in the baby bjorn strapped to matty's chest and looking up at him when he tells her facts about the city and their family; you snap the most adorable pic of them looking at each other with the same bright expression, two sets of sparkly brown eyes meeting and warming your heart 🥺 anyway, dinner is lovely, even after amy falls asleep in her highchair - you just lift her out and let her sleep against you while you and matty flirt with each other and sneak little kisses over dessert lmao. who could blame you, though? you're in love. the next day, the day of the event, matty takes amy out for a walk in the morning while you get ready for the launch in the afternoon - when they get back, matty's like "oh, you're so beautiful. look, amy, look how stunning mummy is! we got her something, didn't we?", and the two of them present you with a big bunch of flowers and a card that says "good luck for your event today, we are so proud of you and we love you so much", bless them. they're at the event, too, matty doing his best to snap sneaky pics of you doing your thing while wrangling amy (who, like her mother, is making grabby hands towards a nearby stack of books). it's great, and so is the rest of your little getaway; the three of you spend your days sightseeing and going to museums, eating good food and doing a little bit of shopping, and just generally having the most perfect time. your heart is so full, getting to go to a lovely place with the loves of your life - so so cute <3
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glowing-owl · 7 months
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Rolling with Difficulty S4Ep8 Spoilers Ahead
Noble Deeds
Owl yells about RwD again
"onslaught of opressive odds" yikes. yikes.
jjgkkfjk started the episode and immediatly got that pit in my stomach - i am so stressed!!
hjflöc at least everyones on that same boat utterly stressed out
4:15 "mentally - doesnt have to be a whole thing - how is kyana doing?" "Bad!!" yeah that sounds about right
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Ione character sheet👀👀
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I LOVVEEE WHEN ACTUAL PLAYS BECOME A WRITERS ROOM ITS ALWAYS FASCINATING AND MAKES THE GAME BETTER (irl ttrpg hack: you can also do that at your table its very helpful)
17:23 "the one time kyana is surprised." ohhhhh delicious. Implications~
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ahhhh anxious ione <3
18:36 PLANESHIFT?? PLANESHIFT!! I- YEAHHH??? LOVE THAT SM, SMART SOPHIA, VERY SMART
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Elderblain is my drag name.
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20:20 dkflfl AS ALWAYS DANI DOESNT FUCKING MISS AN ATTACK
Noir's background reactions are so fucking delightful
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22:07 "Vhas wants you to fight this brain." "Fuck you, Vhas!!" ykdkflfkdkd
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24:00 "VR-LA is a dumb animal."
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26:07 "TAKEN CARE OF! GET TO THE SHIP" *collective cackles dkfkfl I LOVE DANI SM SM
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28:22 AUSTIN EVIL LAUGH!!
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This planeshift amulet is coming in clutch
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33:51 "Ione is the DMs Specialist Girl."
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34:14 "VR-LA vs. Gravity in Sygil: FIGHT!" dkfkflfflfk
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35:25
VR-LA:"If we see Kyana running, I am going to follow her."
Kyana: "*scoff-laugh: Good Luck."
VR-LA: "At my own time."
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Chaos Man Vhas Back At It Again!!
"Can we do... Ancient Red Dragon?"
42:43 "All the ships halt for a second as they see the image of a Githyanki on an Ancient Red Dragon Appear" YEAH!!! YEAAAHHHHHH!!!
Oh fuck off Austin; don't tempt my man Vhas like this, this is Evil (I LOVEEEE THIS, WHAT A FUCKING TEMPTATION)
YEESSSS VHAS!!
kdkdlfl Wally sending Noir "How mad would you be if Vhas stole the ship?" is Peak DnD Shenanigans
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360ft per Round??? WHAT THE FUCK
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HANS!! MY BOYYYYY!! Coming in absolutely Clutch
i love Hans so much
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In any other situation Kyana and Lula both tap-tap-tapping their feet would be a cute image. But i am far too stressed rn.
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Fucking Shit, its a Tadpole.
I hate this Set-Up so much
"You don't need to be super careful because you need to lill her anyways" HATREDDDDD, THAT'S SO BAD
57:58 "Choose Spiderman!" "Fuck You, Austin." kfkflfkf
1:00:35 "VR-LAs looking for a Butchknife." "Jessus."
HATREDDD I DON'T THIS AT FUCKING ALL
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Characterising Dani as someone who "mends broken things" is actually so important to me. Makes me want to write character analysis for hours.
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CRESSIDA IS BACK, BABY!!
1:06:05 "Quipping, Coping, what's the difference?" my too, Cressida, me too
1:06:10 "You two, uh, Lion, Twink? You got this handled?" dkflflfl DANI <3
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Roy <3 <3 <3 Nooooo :( That boys so sad :( and i am so sad for this boy :(
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1:10:50 Oh Boy Dani-Roy Convo, prepare emotional defences
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1:11:50 "I don't wanna be the last one." SCREAMS
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1:13:11 "I am going to cast Hold Person on Kyana." "OUHH!! The Day Gets Worse!" fkfkfl RED PLS
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AHHH ROY DANI CONVO HAS ME IN SHAMBLESSSS
1:33:40 "Don't make mistakes you already know about, make some new ones." "I always do." "Thats Dani! There you go." awww
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1:35:30 "It's a race to the bottom of the mood pit, everybody." Thank you, Red
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FUCKING CATRIONA MDLDKFKFKFK
1:37:57 "She pulls out her wristwatch and its the Heroe's Journey Campbell wheel. Like ohh, looks like its Belly-in-Whale o'clock." dndnfnfn I love the jokes around Cat, what a mess
I still don't fucking trust Cat but I do enjoy her appearances. But also everytime her and VR-LA talk I end up stressed. She brings out the Angst in him.
Why is Catriona doing Therapy for VR-LA? This is so Strange idk if I like it
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Me, idling listening to the episode excited for the Mystra cameo because VR-LA casts contact other planes: :))
Me, remembering Red's tweet about pissing off the Lady of pain (again): Uh Oh
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okay it seems we're fine👀
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god that VR-LA-Kyana talk was Something Else. this show gives me Such brainworms!
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2:16:15 "Alright, I'll take that, thankless Vhas" dkfkffl VR-LA ONE LINER!! BELOVED!!!
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HOW IS THERE STILL SO MUCH EPISODE WHAT ELSE CAN FUCKING HAPPEN?
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JDKFKFK I love Vhas So Much; the chaos man gets me
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2:20:00 WEIRD LIL DUDES CAMEO!! CAT THERAPY "The horrors i have witnessed will not be forgotten."
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2:30:00 AHHH THIS ARGUMENT IS FUCKING KILLING ME - FUCKING IDIOTS, ALL OF THEM (affectionate)
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2:32:29
Frustrated Dani: "I am Dani of the Per Aspera, and without the ship I am nothing."
Tiny, sad Kyana: "That's not true."
"Smart Wizard Boy doing whatever he does, Girl with the arms cutting through squids" <3 <3 <3
Dani Season is putting me into emotional distress, i love that girl sm
Crying Kyana :(
The crew of the Per Aspera is so autistic (beloved) (affectionate)
OKAY I AM AT 2:42 AND JUST A FEW THOUGHTS 1) I really didn't think this whole episode would just be very emptional roleplay. This is unexpected but not unwelcome. If there is a combat in the last hour ill be v surprised. 2) I love VR-LA a lot but I feel like I get Dani and eughegegh frustrating. I cant even articulate it well, but i feel like everytime they're on the same page VR-LA pulls back 3) Vhas doing his best to bring people back down to the practical issues at hand is very relatable to me and how i react to conflict.
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2:42:28 "The ship is alive. When I fixed it up in brass, it was a hunk of junk that was dead. Now it's a living thing that started doing odd jobs and has grown to something more because of everyone who is on it. And I can't control that - I can just work with it. And it's frustrating-" "I am giving you the option to control it. Right now." "No! You're giving me the option to walk away from the only thing that's ever mattered in my life and I am not taking that goddamn choice." "What do you mean? The ship is yours!" "Wait, wait, Dani, are we the ship?" "Yes! Everyone is the ship. The crew is part of the ship. That's what I've trying to say." AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SCREAMING YELLING SOBBING CRYING FREAKING OUT
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DKFK the crew is just doing this:
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2:47:43 "I will follow your lead, Captain." YESSS VINDICATION!!!
jyfkfmfk VR-LAs Reaction (affectionate)
"I am so anxious all the time." me too, VR-LA, me too. Absolute Mood.
"You need a hug, mate." "NOT FROM YOU." KFKFKFK i would take a Vhas hug 👀
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God no one on this crew is good at communication, i love these stupid kids
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2:51:39
Vhas: "I think I know what it is", Vhas is gonna lean in a lil closer, "Come on, right in the kisser!"
VR-LA: "OH THANK YOU."
kdkffkfln i love these stupid fucking boys sm, what utter idiots <3
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3:16:22
Dani: "I am already paying all of our dock fees and making sure the ship isnt falling apart for the last 4 seasons, so maybe I can still handle being the face of the Per Aspera."
Kyana: "Wow four seasons already.... autumn was my favourite." That joke did not get anough recocgnition on the show
ohh true👀👀 Dani being the captain now means Davion owes her a dance once he gets his ship back
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dkfkfk Vhas reminding Dani to talk about money
KYANA IS CARRYING HOW MUCH FUCKING GOLD?? SCUSI??
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ahhhhh the dani-oto conversation gives me feeelings. I enjoy Oto so much, what a funky character. An asshole, but a Character i love
The ship belongs to Dani!! What a genuine fucking joy!! I'd consider Dani season an absolute success
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Debrief and then we fight more squids! i am way less stressed and way more excited, Let's murder the Brains!!
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xnoctifers-eveningx · 9 months
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𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊Wild Plant Lore P.2 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼
Some more notes from my herbology journal of wild plants and weeds that you can utilize in your practice. Includes mundane uses like culinary, medicinal properties, folklore/cultural importance, and magical associations. This post does contain poisonous/toxic plants that can be fatal if ingested, I'm not suggesting anyone inexperienced or experienced do anything with them, do your own research on how to handle them if you plan on using them in any way. They're interesting to learn about nevertheless.
Disclaimer at the end !!
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼
Yarrow- Also known as common yarrow, bloodwort, herba militaris, or Achillea Millefolium. Yarrow is a woody plant with small, round, white flowers and frilly, feather-like leaves surrounding the stems. This plant looks very similar to hemlock which is very poisonous but you can tell the difference by yarrow’s distinctive leaves. Yarrow is edible and can be eaten raw, it tastes pretty bitty and earthy so it’s best to pick while young. It’s most commonly used in salads and soups. Yarrow has a rich medicinal and magical history. It used to be called herba militaris, the military herb, because of its astringent properties. Its Latin name, Achillea Millefolium, comes from the Iliad where Achilles and his soldiers use yarrow during battle. Poultices and ointments made from its leaves are used to aid in lessening swelling and bleeding. Do not consume yarrow if you are on blood thinners or pregnant/lactating, this plant has a chance of causing miscarriages. People are commonly allergic to this plant so please be wary of this and test it before consuming, skin allergic reactions are the most common. Yarrow is also commonly used to treat stomach ailments like constipation, nausea, diarrhea, and IBS symptoms. The plant contains flavonoids that increase saliva and stomach acid to help improve digestion. It's also been used for menstrual pains and stomach aches as it can help relax the uterus and intestinal muscles. Some Native American nations have used yarrow for toothaches, earaches, and eyewashes through poultices and liquid infusions. There's no end to the magic of yarrow, there are so many different charms, divinatory practices, and spells that use yarrow in cultures worldwide. Many cultures have used it to keep away curses and evil magic, they would place it on their doorsteps to ward off evil spirits and keep witches away, or in cribs to protect babies and mothers. “When going on a journey, pull ten stalks of yarrow, keep nine, and throw the tenth away (as a spirit’s tithe), put the nine under the right heel, and evil spirits will have no power over you”.
 It’s often been used in divination and psychic senses. In Ireland, it’s thought to be able to give someone ‘the second sense’ and it’s used in a lot of divinatory prayers and charms, usually to do with finding love. It’s also sometimes said that standing on the plant would give one temporary fluency of speech. There is a ceremony of some Gaelic speakers where they had to recite an incantation (the one below this block of text) before harvesting the plant as it was held to high importance. In Chinese belief, it’s thought to bring good luck and the dried stalks are sometimes used in I Ching divination. 
“I will pluck the yarrow fair That more benign will be my face, That more warm shall be my lips, That more chaste shall be my speech, Be my speech the beams of the sun, Be my lips the sap of the strawberry. May I be an isle in the sea, May I be a hill on the shore, May I be a star in the waning of the moon, May I be a staff to the weak. Wound can I every man, Wound can no man me.”
It’s widely used in love divination, sometimes people would put it under their pillows at night and say the rhyme below before bed. Sometimes they would pick yarrow from a young man's grave and whoever the girl saw in her dream would be hers. In some beliefs, if the man was turned to her then they’d never marry. 
“Yarrow, yarrow, yarrow, I bid thee good morrow,  And tell me before tomorrow,  Who my true love shall be.”
Girls in Aberdeen would go out in fields on a May morning to pick yarrow while reciting the chant below with their eyes closed, then open their eyes and the first man she spied would be hers that year. There are a lot of little incantations and charms like this for yarrow you can find online if you’re curious !!
“Good morrow, good morrow, To thee, braw yarrow, And thrice good morrow to thee; I pray thee tell me today or tomorrow Who is my true love to be.”
Alternatively, in some European beliefs, it was thought to be associated with the devil, being called devil’s nettle or “bad man’s plaything” due to the belief that witches used it in divination and devil worship. Elspeth Reoch was accused of being a witch in 1616 because she was caught picking supposed yarrow. In Wales, it was considered extremely unlucky to bring into the home and even supposedly called the “death flower” in some places. 
⛧ Divination, love, protection from curses, witchcraft, and spirits. But also bad luck, curses, and death in some cultures
Datura- Also called devil’s trumpets, jimsonweed, and devil’s snare. Datura is a genus of 9 species, all of which are poisonous. Datura is a large, branchy herb that forms bushes. It has light green or reddish stems with long, toothed leaves and white or light violet, trumpet-shaped flowers. While the plant may look pretty but it’s very toxic and can be deadly. All parts of the plant are inedible and if ingested it causes a hefty amount of psychoactive and deliriant symptoms like erratic behaviour, hallucinations, tachycardia, heat flashes/hyperthermia, and a variety of other not-so-pleasant symptoms including death. While this plant is psychoactive it’s not a good idea to try to use it recreationally as the symptoms can last up to two days with reports of it lasting for as long as 2 weeks. There have been multiple reports of deaths from people attempting to get a high out of datura and even when “successful” the majority of people report having extremely unpleasant experiences. Datura is also often called Jimsonweed which comes from another name, Jamestown weed, which refers to when English soldiers were attempting to suppress Bacon’s rebellion in Jamestown and consumed boiled datura which left them in altered mental states and ill for 11 days. Because of how dangerous this plant is, there aren’t any real suggested medicinal uses for it. Datura has been used in many cultures for ritual and ceremonial practices due to its psychoactive effects. Many Native American nations used it in very specific ways to aid in their ceremonial practices alongside other sacred herbs. The name datura is taken from the Hindi word धतूरा, dhatūra, meaning thorn apple (in reference to Datura metel, a datura species native to Asia). Datura plays a role in Hinduism as datura is considered a favourite plant of Shiva. Datura also has a long history in witchcraft and the occult, it’s long been associated with witches and magic due to its psychoactive effects. Throughout many cultures, its been used to help connect with deities and spirits, aid in necromancy, healing rituals, and used in flying ointments and curses. In modern-day practice, datura is still fairly commonly used to promote psychic powers and aid in visions, astral projection, divination, and spirit communication. Additionally, likely due to its history of being used as a poison, it’s often used in curses.
⛧ Psychic senses, spirit communication, astral projection, curses
Lily of The Valley- Also known as glovewort, May bells, Our Lady’s Tears, and Convallaria majalis. Lily of the Valley is a flowering plant made up of one thin stalk that has two thick, long, swirling leaves. The downturned white, bell-shaped flowers droop to one side and are often accompanied by small red berries. These plants are often found in woodland areas and bloom in the Spring. Lily of the Valley is not edible and if ingested can be fatal. The entire plant is poisonous and can cause irregular heartbeats, nausea, vomiting, and abdominal pain if consumed. If touched, it can cause dermatitis and skin reactions so always wash your hands after handling it or use gloves. Despite that, the plant has been used in a lot of folk medicines. It’s often called glovewort in Europe as it was used in salves for sore hands and oils from the rhizome were used to promote heart health. There have been no studies done to verify its effectiveness and it’s often unsafe to consume and touch so it’s not recommended to try to use it medicinally. Although it’s poisonous, it has a very strong and sweet-smelling fragrance that many perfumes have recreated. Lilies of the Valley are often seen at weddings, celebrations, and sometimes funerals. In the Language of Flowers, Lily of the Valley signifies the return of happiness, likely originating from its place as the flower of Spring and May. On May 1st, May Day or Lily of the Valley Day is celebrated by giving the flowers to loved ones to bring happiness and luck. It’s sometimes called Apollinaris from the Greek myth that Apollo made paths of it on Mount Parnassus so his 9 nymph muses could walk through the forests unharmed. In Christianity, it’s sometimes referred to as Our Lady’s Tears or Mary’s Tears from the story saying that as Mary wept at the foot of the cross after Jesus’s crucifixion, these flowers popped up wherever her tears fell. Because of this, it’s often associated with Easter and motherhood. In Romanian culture, it also represents tears with a similar story of a girl crying at the grave of her parents and her tears causing the flowers to sprout wherever the tears fell. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find much about this story beyond a brief mention though. Because of the bell shape of the flowers, there are stories of faeries ringing the bells, drinking out of them like cups, and being attracted to gardens where they grow. Lily of the Valley can be used to promote happiness, help calm the mind, and attract fae. Additionally, the poisonous berries and flowers are sometimes used in baneful and protective spellwork to stop harassment (calm chaos/harm) and protect against spells and malicious entities.
⛧ Happiness, love, motherhood, purity/humility, Spring, prosperity, faeries. Grief, death, and baneful protection in some beliefs
Mugwort- Also known as common mugwort, mother of all herbs, the witch’s herb, and Artemisia vulgaris. This is a very common flowering plant that’s a part of the daisy family. Mugwort can oftentimes be found in the wild, it has leaves that are hairless and green on top, silvery-white on the bottom, with pointed tips and purple stems. Mugwort can often be mistaken for Ragweed or Wormwood but the best way to tell them apart is that Mugwort has leaves that are hairless on top with silvery fibers on the bottom. It’s very aromatic and smells a bit like sage and rosemary. Mugwort’s leaves, young shoots, and roots are edible, though avoid consuming it in large amounts as it can be poisonous and it’s not safe to consume if you are pregnant (can restart the menstrual cycle and cause miscarriage) or on blood thinners so please talk to a doctor before using. It has a slightly bitter and floral taste, the young shoots and leaves can be cooked, and the leaves and roots can be dried and made into tea. Commonly used with meats, soups, or teas. Historically, this plant has been used for centuries for its medicinal properties with many uses to soothe stomach and digestion issues like constipation, diarrhea, nausea, and cramping. It was held so important that it was given the name mother of herbs. Huge warning for this plant though, there is a high chance that you could be allergic to it or for it to cause negative side effects like allergic reactions, nausea, shaking, hallucinations, dizziness, and seizures. This is a plant that you need to take caution around and do your own research for, as beneficial as it can be, it can be just as harmful. Avoid heavily concentrated oils of mugwort too as they may include high levels of thujone which can cause seizures, the raw plant contains little enough for this to be considered a safe plant to generally consume, this can also be absorbed through the skin. In many cultures, the plant is smoked or drank in teas. Essential oils of mugwort have also been used in insect repellents and traditionally root tinctures have been used for anxiety, irregular menstrual cycles, menopause symptoms, aid in childbirth, seizures, and epilepsy. 
Mugwort is a pretty prominent plant in many cultures around the world and is very commonly used in magic. Its botanical Latin name is Artemisia Vulgaris, Artemisia comes from the goddess Artemis who is a god associated with the moon, motherhood, and childbirth which ties into the lore of mugwort. Mugwort teas are often used to promote lucid dreaming, astral projection, and heightened intuition. It’s commonly used in flying ointments, psychic teas, and incense. Mugwort also offers some protection against evil and illness, St. John the Baptist was said to carry springs with him to ward off evil and before that. In many European cultures there are Midsummer rituals where it was thrown into fires to offer protection to ward off witches, evil spirits, and illness. In a lot of cultures, mugwort is used to open the doors between the spirit realm and ours, many people use it for prophetic dreams or to connect with ancestors. Sprigs of mugwort were placed over doorways to keep away evil spirits and illness and satchels of the herb are commonly placed near beds or under pillows to induce lucid dreaming, prophetic dreams, and astral projection. In modern practice, it’s very commonly used to promote lucid dreams and astral projection by drinking it in teas or lighting incense. As well as used to aid in divination and spirit communication. Truly the witch’s herb :)
⛧ Lucid dreaming, astral work, clairsenses/psychic work, lunar associated, motherhood/womanhood, divination, ancestor/spirit work, protection from bad health, evil spirits, and nightmares
Purslane- also called pigweed, hogweed, and Portulaca oleracea. Purslane resembles a jade plant with a thick, succulent red stem and smooth succulent leaves. It’s a very low-growing plant that tends to spread outward from its center. Purslane’s leaves, stems, and flowers are edible. It tastes tart and slightly salty, similar to spinach or watercress. You shouldn’t consume it if you are prone to kidney or urinary tract stones as it contains oxalic acid. Purslane is often used in salads, soups, smoothies, and commonly even omelets. It’s considered to be a superfood but that’s generally an arbitrary term, it is a very nutritious plant nevertheless as it contains a lot of antioxidants and Omega 3 acids. Purslane is used medicinally on small wounds and burns to aid in wound health. It’s used in skincare for its anti-inflammatory properties and to reduce the visibility of wrinkles and scars. Purslane may have a cooling effect so people have used it for fevers. There are a lot of different medical uses attributed to purslane but not much scientific proof validating the claims so I won’t really go into those very much but it was often used to cure toothaches and soothe the kidneys and liver, some would call it a cure-all plant. Some will use it to help with their diabetes as it may help reduce blood pressure. Purslane was used widely as a medicinal herb and was thought to drive away illness if worn. It was considered a protective herb in many cultures, many would place it around their homes, beds, and under pillows to ward against illness, evil spirits, and magic. When researching purslane I found a lot of mentions of an old German herbal book from 1715 by Axtelmeier that said
“Even though purslane is cold and moist, it is a real summer plant and does not like the cold. There is a saying that in marriage it is always good when two different temperaments join together. The good Lord alone knows what is best and for that reason sometimes two very different personalities join together in marriage”.
I couldn’t find for the life of me the actual work it was from but there are many mentions of this passage online. There are also some references to people having worn purslane to protect themselves from gunshots, lightning, and illness. Purslane is also said to help aid in clairvoyance, scrying, and astral projection, perhaps because of its association with the moon.
⛧ Harmony, marriage, clairvoyance, astral projection, protection from spirits, illness, and harm
St. John’s Wort- Also known as perforate St. John’s wort (SJW) and Hypericum perforatum, not to be confused with mugwort. A woody flowering shrub with bright yellow, five-petalled leaves, each with a small black dot on the edge that can be seen when held up to light. It has dark green leaves which also often have those same small black, although sometimes transparent, dots. While SJW is not really regarded as being poisonous, it’s not ingestible so it’s not recommended to eat it. It’s not technically edible or not edible, the flowers and fruit are used medicinally but that’s usually the extent of consumption. If you do eat it, you may experience an upset stomach, headaches, confusion, trouble sleeping, fatigue, dizziness, sensitivity to sunlight, and increased anxiety. There aren’t many culinary uses for it, most of this will be about its medicinal uses. SJW has been used medicinally for a very, very long time, both in historical and modern-day use. This plant is usually consumed through teas, liquid extracts, and (more recently) pills made from the flowers. It’s said to taste slightly bitter but similar to black tea though is often times paired with other herbs. Historically, the Greeks used to use it to aid in wound healing, treat anxiety and aid in sleep. Some Native American nations also used it for wound healing, it has some antibacterial, antiviral, and anti-inflammatory properties which make it good to treat minor burns, abrasions, and bruises, this is usually done through the use of an infused oil. In Europe, it was also used to treat minor wounds and burns along with lung and kidney ailments and to treat anxiety and depression. SJW has been used to help with anxiety and depression in many different cultures and more recently there have been studies done to prove that it can help, in fact, it’s been shown to be as effective as some common antidepressants for mild and severe depression. It’s also still commonly used as a sleep aid. Do not take SJW if you’re on medications treating HIV/AIDS, or pregnant as it can very likely cause a miscarriage. 
In Europe, where it originates, it was used often for its protective properties — people would hang it over their doorways to ward off demons, faeries, evil spirits, and even storms. Some would wear SJW to keep away witches and witchcraft and it was said to offer the most protection if it was accidentally found. The Greeks also used SJW to exorcise evil spirits and energies. It was heavily believed to offer good health and protection from death, making it quite the protective herb. Though, there is a story saying that if you step on the plant after dark a phantom horse/faery would kidnap you and drop you off somewhere far from where you started. During Christian Europe, it was associated with St. John the Baptist because it bloomed around when his canonical birthday was, it was also used to celebrate the Summer Solstice around the same time. Some Christians believed that the spots on the plant only appeared after the beheading of the Saint and that it represents his blood. Many would also put SJW under their pillow as they slept as they believed that the Saint would come to them in their dreams and offer them blessings and protection. In a German poem, there is a story of a young girl using this plant to divine who she will marry, its association with divination/fortune telling is a very common one being found in a lot of European folklore where people ask how long they’ll live or who they’ll marry. This was usually done by asking a question, leaving it hanging from the rafters overnight, and if it was wilted it would be a negative outcome. Modernly, SJW is still widely in use for very similar things like protection, healing, and divination.
⛧ Happiness, tranquility, Solar associated, protection from witchcraft, spirits, and storms, warding off evil spirits, fae, and negative energies
Wood Sorrel- Wood sorrels are members of the Oxalis genus, many being known by the common name wood sorrel. They’re characterized by 3 leaflets very similar to shamrocks and flowers with 5 petals that are typically either yellow, white, pink, or red. Some varieties have 4 leaves or purple leaves. The fruit is a small capsule that holds seeds that ‘explode’ to disperse them. They look very similar to creeping buttercups and sometimes can be mistaken as clover. Wood sorrel has been eaten by many people throughout history, they taste slightly like lemons and are sour, causing it to sometimes be referred to as sourgrass. If you like the taste you can dry and boil the leaves to make a lemony tea or add them fresh to salads. The juices of the plant have sometimes been used as a vinegar substitute or aid in curdling milk.
The name Oxalis comes from the Greek word oxús meaning sharp or pungent, referring to the sour taste. All members of the Oxalis genus contain oxalic acid, named after the genus, which gives the leaves that bitter taste. While safe to consume, in large doses it can be dangerous and cause skin and stomach irritation. With prolonged skin exposure, it can cause skin irritation and eye damage if in contact. With very large doses, it can be slightly toxic and interfere with proper digestion and kidney functions, and inhibit calcium absorption. So, Oxalis is safe for the most part but should be avoided if you have kidney diseases or are pregnant.
Oxalis has been used medicinally for a long time. It contains a lot of Vitamin C so it was sometimes used to treat scurvy. It’s been chewed to alleviate thirst and mouth sores. It has cooling properties and has been used in teas to drive away fevers and heat flashes, and help with sore throats and mouth sores. The juice can be gargled to rid mouth ulcers and applied in a compress or poultice to stop bleeding (coagulant) and reduce inflammation and swelling.
“In Dr. James Duke's Handbook of Edible Weeds, he notes that the Native American Kiowa people chewed wood sorrel to alleviate thirst on long trips, the Potawatomi cooked it with sugar to make a dessert, the Algonquin considered it an aphrodisiac, the Cherokee ate wood sorrel to alleviate mouth sores and a sore throat, and the Iroquois ate wood sorrel to help with cramps, fever and nausea.”
It’s obvious that wood sorrel looks very similar to a shamrock, so much so that it’s been argued that the shamrock might have originally been a species of Oxalis. Likely because of the resemblance, they’re often associated with luck and used in similar ways as clover. It also has 3 leaflets, 3 is a very symbolic number to many that represents past, present and future; upper, middle, and lower realms/worlds; and (re)birth, life, and death — similar to the symbolism of clover/shamrock. It’s also sometimes used as a protective plant similar to how lemon and vinegar are, making it useful in cleansing and banishing. In the Language of Flowers, it represents joy and happiness.
⛧ Joy, happiness, luck, cleansing/banishing, protection from negative spirits
Wormwood- Also called absinthe, common wormwood, and Artemisia absinthium. Wormwood is technically edible but it’s not something you can just pick and eat, natural wormwood contains thujone which can be toxic in large doses and could cause seizures. It’s also incredibly bitter so you probably wouldn’t want to eat it to begin with. Thujone is considered dangerous by the FDA but there are a lot of thujone-free wormwood products that you can purchase online. The main use of wormwood is its part in making absinthe which is an alcohol made from several different plants, another mundane use is repelling bugs. 
In 1905, a French man by the name of Jean Lanfray killed his pregnant wife and two children while drunk on absinthe, this only added to the fear surrounding absinthe at the time and people began to believe that absinthe caused extreme violence, hallucinations, and death. Researchers started to experiment with wormwood and thujone in extremely large doses on animals and found it can cause seizures, hallucinations, paralysis, and death. A petition by the Croix Bleue in 1907 was signed by over 400,000 people:
“Absinthe makes you crazy and criminal, provokes epilepsy and tuberculosis, and has killed thousands of French people. It makes a ferocious beast of man, a martyr of woman, and a degenerate of the infant, it disorganizes and ruins the family and menaces the future of the country” 
This caused absinthe to be banned in several European countries and the US around 1912. We now know that these reactions were caused by the alcohol in the absinthe and that the thujone in wormwood has very little effect unless taken in drastic doses. Absinthe was legalized in 2007 as long as it was thujone free. Wormwood is used in a lot of medicinal ways too, it’s important to note here that the amount of thujone in wormwood teas and medicinal infusions/pills is insignificant to the amount that is in distilled wormwood like alcohols (absinthe) and essential oils. Teas and medicinal methods that contain wormwood are safe as long as they are used properly. Wormwood is commonly used as a dewormer, hence the name, and has been proven to treat parasitic worm infections in animals just as well as commercial medicines. Wormwood is good to help with digestion issues like heartburn, stomach pain, constipation, and diarrhea – many people use it to help deal with symptoms of Crohn’s disease. Some studies have also shown that wormwood can help reduce pain and inflammation, some have used it to help treat their arthritis and joint pain. You can buy wormwood extracts and capsules online, though keep in mind that it’s not intended for extended use. Do not take wormwood if you are pregnant, it can cause a miscarriage, and do not consume if you have kidney issues because there is a chance it can cause abnormal liver function if taken too much or often. 
Wormwood has a lot of magical uses both traditional and modernly. Like yarrow, it’s been used for love divination/magic — 
“On St. Luke’s Day, take marigold flowers, a sprig of marjoram, thyme, and a little Wormwood; dry them before a fire, rub them to powder; then sift it through a fine piece of lawn, and simmer it over a slow fire, adding a small quantity of virgin honey, and vinegar. Anoint yourself with this when you go to bed, saying the following lines three times, and you will dream of your partner ‘that is to be’ St. Luke, “St. Luke, be kind to me, In dreams let me my true-love see.”” 
There is also a Bible passage that references wormwood as a star that taints the water and kills thousands of men, this is symbolic and in reference to how bitter the plant is. There are some Slavic folktales about carrying a sprig of wormwood with you to ward away evil spirits. It was said that if you burned it in a graveyard, the dead would rise and speak. It was burned with sandalwood to aid in summoning spirits. In modern-day practice, wormwood is drunk in teas and put under pillows to promote lucid dreaming and astral projection or to help aid in strengthening their psychic abilities and divination. Many use it to help ward off spirits as well as to communicate with them. 
⛧ Astral projection, lucid dreaming, divination, psychic abilities, protection from spirits, protection while traveling, spirit communication
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Disclaimer !!: Before you consume or use a plant medicinally, make sure you are 100% sure on the ID. Speak with a doctor before using a plant medicinally, especially if you’re pregnant, and make sure you aren’t allergic and that it won’t interact with any of your medications. Do not substitute legitimate medications with herbal remedies, this is not medical advice. Always do your own research before consuming or using a plant medicinally. Some of the plants, while generally safe for humans, are not safe for animals and children. Make sure to avoid areas treated with pesticides and always wash your takings before use. And make sure you're never over-harvesting, always make sure there's another patch nearby (unless invasive) !!
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Natalia felt completely drained and weak after the birth of her twins, but she couldn't give up and rest, she was in a strangers house in the middle of the woods, whilst Daryl, Michonne, Evie and the others were somewhere, hopefully still alive.
Leah had tried convincing her to stay for only a little bit, just to get some sleep and her strength up, but Natalia refused, somewhat politely.
"How the hell are you gonna get two babies back to wherever you came from, by yourself?" Leah asked her, the woman looked like she was capable of fainting at any moment.
"I have a community, I lied earlier because I don't know you" Natalia revealed.
"Gathered that."
"It's a big place, we have houses, livestock, gardens, even a church, you should come back with me, you'd be accepted into the community, we're all good people." Natalia offered, the babies were currently feeding for the first time, it was a lot easier than Natalia expected, they kinda just did it themselves with a little of her help.
"I can't." Leah shook her head.
"Why not, you wouldn't be out here by yourself, alone in the woods."
"I just can't, okay. I'm staying here, and if you're serious about leaving, you should get going soon, before it gets dark."
"Fair enough." Natalia nodded, accepting her answer. "I got a plan, but I kinda need your help."
Natalia had settled the twins, making sure they'd be okay whilst her and Leah went outside for just a moment, Leah had instructed Willow, her dog, to watch the girls, come alert them if anything had happened, she was very obedient.
"What are we doing?" Leah asked, dropping the sheet Natalia had asked for, on the ground.
"You're gonna help me gut up." Natalia shared, her knife was in her fist, she was in a lot of pain, from just giving birth not that long ago, but she pushed it away, Siddiq could offer her meds when she got back, she also found that it was a lot easier to move around when there were no babies in her womb. "That way, the walkers won't become a problem and I can get home quicker."
They had managed to lure three walkers towards them, putting them down, Natalia wasn't sure how much guts she'd actually need, but she wanted to be as safe as possible, even though so long ago, when they had only been in Alexandria for less than a month, Rick had managed to split two walkers between eleven people, albeit, one of them was a baby.
With gloves, Natalia and Leah cut up the walkers, slathering their blood and guts all over the sheet, she even smothered some on her cheeks, just to be on the safe side.
The two women cleaned their hands thoroughly as the sheet was hung up, the twins were new born's after all, they didn't want to cause anything that could pass on an infection to them, or the fever.
Leah had hunted down two different coloured fabrics, that were clean and not towels, helping Natalia swaddle the two sleeping babies, Daisy was sporting dark brown, and Bambi was wearing navy blue.
Natalia tucked the girls into the front of her dungaree's, that were a lot more looser, tying a cut up sheet around her body, keeping them safe and still, she had caught how the twin sisters were holding hands as they slept next to each other, it made her heart melt.
"Are you going to be okay?" Leah asked, as she put the sheet over Natalia's head.
"I'll be fine, I got this." Natalia told her. "You sure you wanna stay here?"
"Yeah, this is my home." Leah finalised. "Where I need to be."
"Alright, well, thanks, for like, everything." Natalia nodded, shaking Leah's hand with her free one, the other was holding the babies tightly to her. 
"Bye, Natalia." Leah bid her goodbye. "Good luck."
"You too, bye Willow." The dog woofed in response.
Natalia made her way through the woods, she luckily hadn't spotted that many walkers, but when she did, they just walked past her as if she was invisible.
Daisy and Bambi had luckily slept throughout most of the journey, Natalia wondered if they thought they were back in the womb in the darkness.
Thoughts of Evie clouded her mind, she was so scared for the girl, she missed her overbearingly as well, like a part of her was missing, she was praying she was safe, hopefully Daryl and Michonne had found her and the others by the time she got back to Alexandria, but also she hoped she'd manage to slip in before them.
Natalia may be a twenty-nine year old woman, but she knew she was in deep shit when she got back to the community, probably from a lot of people, and just to find out that their biggest worry with her leaving had come true, she was mostly scared for Daryl's reaction, but also how he was going to deal with the fact that Eugene had been put in charge of his wife and let her out of his sight as soon as possible .
"Home sweet home, girls." Natalia whispered, when she had reached the gates, that had been thrown open by Rosita as soon as she had spotted her.
"Nat's back!" She heard the woman shout to the people of the community.
"Mommy!" That familiar voice squealed, Evie came running out of the gates, towards her, Daryl was right behind her, who had been pacing the street's whilst Aaron and Michonne were convincing him to stay put, instead of go out looking for his wife, the last thing they needed was both Dixons out and about, lost in the world whilst they're newly rescued daughter waited on their return.
"Hi, baby." Natalia smiled, her eyes tearing up a bit, to see Evie was safe and okay.
"Nat!" Daryl called, as he jogged over, taking in his woman.
"Mom?" Evie halted just in front of her, seeing as she was wearing a sheet full of guts, but something was missing about her appearance.
"What happened?" Daryl asked, ripping the sheet over her head, his eyes full of worry.
"The twins decided to come today." She smiled at him nervously. "I jinxed it."
He looked down, seeing the tops of their heads, that were covered in dark hair, a lot of it, they were blessed. 
"Bring her to the Infirmary, I'll check you all over." Siddiq told them, him and their other friends loitered around the gates, watching the family's reunion, in slight shock and surprise.
Daryl came to his senses, nodding as he guided Natalia into Alexandria, letting Rosita shut the gates behind them, Evie followed as they made their way to the infirmary, Michonne went with them, as well as Aaron and Rosita, who put someone else on her shift.
"Ro, why don't you get some stuff for the girls, and Nat a change of clothes." Siddiq instructed her as he led the group of people into his place of work, Daryl sat Natalia down on one of the beds, cradling his daughters heads as he undid the buttons, freeing them.
"I'll help." Aaron offered as they both ran out of the door.
"Where's Eugene?" Natalia asked, looking around.
"He's in hiding until further notice." Michonne explained, as Daryl let out a growl from beside her, so he hadn't killed the man, good to know. "Negan ratted you out to Gabriel as soon as you left."
"He can mind his own business." She scoffed.
"Why the hell did you leave, huh?" Daryl demanded "Told you to stay put."
"You could have died out there." Michonne jumped in. "You're lucky you're not, anything could've happened."
"Let's not interrogate my patient, until we at least know everyone's okay." Siddiq took hold of one of the babies, cradling her as he set her down on another bed, checking her over, Daryl was holding the other one, waiting for her to be looked over.
"What happened out there, how did you find Evie and the others, what happened with Jocelyn?" Natalia asked, running her hands through Evie's hair, who was hugging her tightly.
She watched as Michonne and Daryl shared a look of uncomfortableness, their recent injuries were still burning on their backs.
"What?" She pushed, feeling uneasy.
"It's best we tell you after you've had some rest." Michonne told her, quietly. "All that matters now is that we're all here."
"Siddiq, I know the twins are already out, but like, gimmie drugs." Natalia laid down on the bed, covering her face with her arms.
"Nat, what actually happened out there? Did you go through it alone?" Siddiq asked her, swapping the babies around to check the one Daryl was holding.
"That's what I want to know." Michonne pried.
"I wanna know why you were out there in the first place" Daryl pressed, though his voice was a lot more gentle as he rocked his other daughter.
She groaned, giving herself time to think.
"Mom, did you see any walkers?" Evie asked.
"Uh huh, turns out, I'm like one of the coolest people alive, and resourceful, not to toot my own horn, but, toot toot."
"Natalia, I need to know." Siddiq brought her back on course, as he handed the other baby to Michonne as he started assessing Natalia, taking her blood pressure.
"Okay, fine, I was surrounded, not much, not even half a dozen of 'em, when my waters broke, then I... put them out, found a house and I got on with it, alone."
"By yourself?" Michonne's eyes widened.
"Yeah." She nodded, "no one else was around, so I did what I had to do."
"That's real impressive." Siddiq commented as he flashed a light in Natalia's eyes, checking her pupils.
The doors of the Infirmary burst open, Rosita and Aaron rushing in, carrying as much baby stuff as they thought they might need.
"Nat, you are really organised." Aaron told her.
"Thank you." She smiled at him. "Spent a lot of time in there."
"Well, if you ever wanna organise Gracie's room, be my guest."
"Oh, I will, what a treat."
"Okay, which one's which?" Rosita asked, holding up two pyjama sets, green and blue, as well as diapers.
"What are their names?" Siddiq asked, Daryl and Natalia had only shared it with Michonne, that morning.
"Uh, I think Evie can tell you." Natalia encouraged, smiling at her eldest daughter.
"Really?" Evie looked up at her, before looking at Daryl. "Which ones?" She whispered, even though everyone could still hear her.
Daryl crouched down, one of the twins, wrapped up in the dark brown fabric, still in his arms, he whispered her name, after Natalia made a D with her hands, than the others in the girls ear, who gasped enthusiastically.
"I'd like everyone to meet my little sisters, Daisy." She pointed at the baby Daryl was holding. "And, Bambi." She pointed at the other baby in Michonnes arms.
"Daisy's green and Bambi's blue." Daryl said, taking the green clothes off of Rosita, so he could dress his daughter, Natalia was impressed that he had actually remembered.
"We also grabbed these." Aaron handed the two teddies, from their crib, to Natalia, as Michonne dressed Bambi in her blue outfit, after putting on a diaper.
"And told Eugene he could come out of hiding, he said he'd be over shortly, as long as Daryl doesn't try and kill him, again." Rosita added.
"Don't worry, he's safe." Natalia rolled her eyes.
"Fer now." Daryl grumbled, softly brushing his palm over Daisy's head again.
Bambi had started crying in Michonne's arms, wailing loudly as she shook her tiny fists.
"She's hungry, already." Natalia sighed, reaching out for her daughter as Michonne passed the new born over, reluctantly.
Natalia pulled her top down, as well as her bra, she was already leaking by the time Bambi latched on. 
Soon enough, Daisy had kicked off, as well.
Daryl passed her over, as Natalia freed her other boob, placing her on his wife's chest, next to her sister, just as Eugene decided to walk into the infirmary, gawking at the topless woman, his jaw slack as his eyes shot wide.
"Hey, Eugene." Natalia greeted at him, as the others turned to face the man. 
"Buh- Boob."
Daryl pulled the curtain across, quickly, blocking the sight of his wife, when the Texan was unable to form a single sentence, or take his eyes off her naked chest.
Later that night, Daryl, Michonne and Natalia sat in the Dixons living room.
Natalia was layed down on one of their couches, Bambi snuggled up in her arms, whilst Daisy was in her fathers, as he sat on the other sofa, whilst Michonne was in the arm chair, candles were lit around them as the two prepared to confess what had happened.
Evie and Judith were both having a sleepover in Evie's room.
"So?" Natalia pushed, dancing a finger along Bambi's hair, taking in her perfect face, accepting the fact that she had made two gorgeous babies, inside of her, she did that.
"Jocelyn, she- she'd been training the children to become, become these feral... warrior survivors. She kidnapped our kids because, she thought we were too weak to raise them, that she could give them a better life, make them stronger than what they were." Michonne confessed.
"Did she.... did she hurt them?" Natalia asked, a thought that had been plaguing her all day.
"Nah." Daryl shook his head, his voice low as Daisy laid against his chest, asleep. "Evie said that they were kind to them, made it seem like a big game, she said she wanted to leave, but knew she couldn't, wanted to make sure Judith an' the other kids kept safe as well, told me she knew we'd come for her."
"Where were they, what did they do?" She had noticed how the two people she loved most in the world, apart from her children, had been wincing and walking differently.
"They were hiding in a school, tied us up... she had Winnie and Linus brand us, brand us with X's" Michonne rubbed her lower back as she watched Natalia's face drop, her face full of worry and anger. "To mark their kills, we had to do what we needed to... they didn't give us a choice."
"I'm so sorry." She whispered.
"Ain't nothing, only thing that matters is we're alive, and we got the kids home." Daryl rasped, his hand rubbing circles on the baby's tiny back as he kissed her head.
"Is the baby okay?" Natalia asked.
"Yeah, he's okay. Uhm, it made me think though." Michonne started. "I think I want to focus more on the wellness of just our people, I want to keep the gates closed for the time being. She was my friend, I thought she was a good person, but it showed me, that we have no idea what people are like, compared to who they were before this, and I can't allow something like this to happen again."
Natalia thought on her words, thinking about the woman she had met in the woods, whilst Daryl nodded in agreement, he'd been staring straight ahead, at Bambi since the conversation started, reminding himself that his girls were alive, they were actually here, and Evie was safe and sound upstairs, he would sacrifice anything to keep it that way.
"If you think that's best, then, yeah, I agree." Natalia concluded. "What about the others, though?"
The three communities had all been told the news of the birth of the twins, and their close friends were looking forward to making the trip over to meet them.
"Think it's best if we all just keep to our own for now, look out for our own people." Michonne whispered. "The King, Maggie and Cyndi all agree."
"That mean Carol an' Tara ain't coming down?" Daryl asked her.
Michonne shook her head.
"Not for the time being." She admitted, obviously going behind their backs and calling it off.
"Okay." Natalia got up from the couch, "don't know about the two of you, but I need to sleep for about a fortnight."
"Deserve it." Daryl grabbed her hand, getting up from the couch as well.
"Girl, I still wanna know how the hell you took out walkers whilst in active labour."
"When there's a will, there's a way." She shrugged.
"You are a mystery, Natalia Isabelle, you're tiny." Michonne pinched her fingers together "You truly amaze me, every time."
Natalia audibly gasped at her.
"One, the only person who calls me that, is my mother, and as far as I'm aware, she's dead. Two, like I told the other person who poked at my height today, I can still beat your ass, so don't try it."
"What did you say?" Michonne asked.
"What part?" Natalia sensed her mistake as soon as she heard it through her own brain.
"Who else poked at your height, today?" Michonne asked.
"No one, I don't know what you're talking about."
"You just said-"
Mich, you've gone through a lot today, you must be really tired." Natalia said. "You're welcome to take the couch if you want, or we have a bed in the basement."
"I'll be alright." Michonne got up from the armchair, clutching her bump as she made her way over to the twins, to say her goodbyes, admitting defeat. "Awe, I can't get enough, they're so tiny and precious." She cooed, kissing their heads as they stayed asleep in their parents arms.
"What can I say, I only produce beautiful kids" Natalia gloated.
"Tha's cause they look like you." Daryl said, before he got a chance to even think about it.
Her heart melted, as though she hadn't birthed his spawn today, and they hadn't been married for two years.
"Ain't you cute." She scoffed, a sarcastic smile on her tired face. "But these two are definitely you, they got your lips, nose, even your ears." She traced Daisy's face in Daryl's hold.
"Yeah, but she's got yer eyes." It was true, whilst Bambi's was the same beautiful blue as Daryl's, Daisy had Natalia's gorgeous hazel iris's.
"Least we have one way to tell the difference." She smiled up at him.
"Alright, I'm getting out of here before I get any more nauseous." Michonne put her hands up, heading towards the front door. "I'll come round tomorrow to grab Judith, breakfast is on me, too." She then left the Dixon household.
"She realises that she's now the only pregnant person around, right? So she's gonna be stripped of all responsibilities, just like I was." Natalia stared at the door.
"She's only got one kid." Daryl told her, heading for the stairs, as Daisy yawned as she blinked her eyes open. "And she ain't gonna have her hands full with three, two of 'em who can't do anything but eat, shit and sleep."
"I love babies, so much." Natalia cooed behind him, nuzzling her nose against Bambi's, losing attention in the conversation she was having with Daryl. "We were so wrong about this, shoulda done it ages ago."
"You had a whole breakdown when we found out, woman." Daryl looked over his shoulder at her.
"Okay, you weren't too thrilled either, and besides, I just had a near death experience, I found out at literally the worst possible moment."
They kept their conversation quiet as they got to the second floor, being mindful of the two girls sleeping in Evie's room, after the scary day they had.
Natalia felt an breath-taking warmth rush over her when Daryl opened the door of the nursery, walking in with Daisy as she held Bambi.
Her eyes pooled, a cheesy grin on her face, knowing she'd actually brought two beautiful, perfect and healthy babies into a world where all the cards were stacked against her, with the most amazing man she had ever met.
"You crying?" Daryl asked, concern in his voice as he looked at her. "What's wrong?"
"Yeah, happy tears, it's happy tears." She sniffled. "I promise. Just real happy. I don't wanna put her down." Natalia snuggled Bambi against her chest, kissing the tiny baby's head.
"They gotta sleep, an' you gotta too." Daryl told her, but he was doing the exact same thing to Daisy.
"Fine, okay, let's swap." Natalia suggested, kissing Bambi's nose for the last time tonight. "Here BB, go to Daddy, Daisy comes to Mommy." She cooed gently passing over Twin B and taking Twin A in exchange, so that she could snuggle Daisy.
Daisy opened her eyes, blinking up at Natalia, as her lips puckered.
"She does that same thing you do, when yer asleep." Daryl spoke up, rocking Bambi in his arms.
"What?" Natalia looked at him.
"You twitch your nose." He imitated, the same way the baby was.
"I do not." She refused.
"Yeah, ya do, seen it a thousand times over, look she's doing it an'all." He nodded at Daisy, who fell back asleep again.
Natalia looked down, and just as he said, Daisy was twitching her nose, her eyes were closed.
Daryl kissed Bambi's head, whispering to her before placing her in the crib, for the first time.
"Hate that I weren't there for you, or them." He said, taking Daisy again to put her down next to Bambi.
The two parents stood over the crib, watching their daughters as they snuggled into each other, their hands were touching.
Natalia leaned her head on Daryl's arm , her arms on the bar of the wooden crib, one of them was linked in with his.
"No, I'm glad you got Eves back, I fucked up by not listening to you and leaving." She replied, in a quiet voice, kissing his shoulder. "I'm sorry, for what she and those... things did to you. I agree with Michonne."
"'Bout keeping the gates closed?" He asked.
She nodded.
"I don't wanna run the risk of something like that ever happening again, I was terrified about Evie, I would do anything for that girl, our girl. Shes still so little, and I forget sometimes, cause she acts so grown up, y'know. The thought of them doing anything to her, hurting her, she helped protect Judith."
"She did, and the other kids, she did good, told her how proud I was of 'er" Daryl added. "Told me that she knew what she had to do, that we taught her that, Carl, too."
"I- just, I don't want to ever go through that again, and the twins, they're so tiny, they'd..." She choked up at the thought of harm ever coming to them, as she looked down. "I wanna do things different. With Winnie, I was dumb, I was dumb and naive and weak. I wasn't a good Mom to her, and she's not here because of me, that's my fault."
"Stop." He hushed.
"No, no it's true. The same with Evie, I tried my best to shield her for so long, keep her out of the loop, even with what happened with her actual parents, and it was you who tried showing me what was best. And now look at her, she helped all the kids of Alexandria keep safe, until you and Mich could get to them. I don't want to keep Daisy and Bambi in the dark, they should know how to protect themselves as soon as they can."
"Alright, I know." Daryl agreed. "We'll do that. Imma teach 'em everything my dad and Merle taught me, soon as they're old enough, Imma do it better than them, though. I ain't gonna be like my old man." He shook his head as he watched his daughters sleep. "I ain't ever gonna pull the shit he did, not to my mom, not to us."
"You won't, cause you're double the man he ever was, you're so much more, and better, you're so good to me." She squeezed his arm, looking up at him. "You're an amazing husband, and father, to Evie, and you're gonna be the same to them."
He looked to her, staring at her with so much love in his eyes.
"I love ya, baby." He whispered, kissing her hair
"I love you, too, come on, let's go to bed, we both need it, before they'll wanna be fed again."
"Alright." He let her take his hand, leading him out of the nursery as he flicked off the lights, closing the door, leaving it open only slightly, behind himself.
"Y'know, you were the first person to call me Nat, ever?" Natalia asked as they walked into their room, also leaving the door only slightly ajar, so they could hear well from the nursery and to Evie's room.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah, everyone before that, they only called me Tal, or Lia." She confessed.
Daryl picked up on the weird change of conversation, there was something in her sentence to be picked apart.
"Who was the person in the cabin?" He asked.
"What?" She acted confused, She was foolish to forget that Daryl could read her blindly, he had all her quirks, mannerisms, and tones memorised, he knew his woman.
"Who?" He pushed as they went to lay on the bed, Natalia collapsed on her front, something she hadn't been able to do in months, Daryl did the same, considering of his injury on his back, that he hadn't bothered to show Natalia, yet. "Don' lie to me, neither."
"She was alone. Well, her and her dog"
Natalia opened up "De Ja Vu, right? She saved my life, there was a group of walkers around me when my waters broke, managed to put down most of them, but, it almost got me, almost, she came outta nowhere, put down the two last remaining ones. Then she brought me back to her home. Helped me, Bam, she wasn't crying, she was quiet, I thought she was... But then Leah did something, never thought I'd feel so much relief to hear a baby's cry. She tried getting me to stay, but I couldn't, I had to get back, to see if you and Evie were there, safe. So she helped me with that, too."
Daryl was quiet as she confessed, silently thanking this Leah, for saving his wife and kids, his whole world.
"I told her about here, no specifics of where, but that we had a community, we could take her in, but she wouldn't go for it."
"Why didn't you tell us?" Daryl asked.
"'Cause, she just wants to be left alone, her and her dog. I had to respect that, after what she did for me, 'Sides, after what Jocelyn turned out to be like, or you having a vendetta against Eugene at the moment, I didn't wanna chance either you or Mich flying off the handle at her, tracking her down and finding out what she was like, sorry."
"I get it." He nodded, picking at his fingers. "I do. I'm grateful, to her."
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astroariska · 7 months
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Hello! Hope this ask finds you in good health.
My NN is in Cancer in 3rd house and my SN isin Capricorn in 9th house (I also have my Moon and Venus in Capricorn in the 9th house).
Thank you for your time and energy. Have a nice day! 🤍
Capricorn SN signify the urge to control everything and make everything under your control. 9th house often being asociates by travel, higher education, religion and your relationship with gods, royals (kings, queens), luck and privilege.
I often found that 9H SN people always have that kind of privilege or luck that makes your life journey easily. Maybe it's your educational background or the support from your parents, family and/or any authority figure you have. Maybe it's the system in your living society (country) that helps you to have it better than other people. Or maybe it has to do with just feeling of lucky girl syndrome that make people tell you "you have it easy"
But 3H north node is not an easy north node. Even if it's not the grimmest, it has difficulty because 3H deals with adversity and our body as a temple of our soul. Cancer north node signify the need to be babied. The need to be taken care of, the urge to be vulnerable and cry it out, scream it out, put your whole anger into it and sometimes fuck all of it and just kick it. But the whole problem is 3H is also a connection house. It's connect the soul with the body, the body with the environment, the environment with the neighbourhood, the heart with the brain, the intuition and the common sense, the thought (or heart whisper) with the verbal communication and so on. So Cancer 3H north node signify the problem with communicating, calculating and connecting with care and vulnerability.
This is the north node that thinks all the thought until they didn't realize they have starved themselves. The north node that has trouble with communicating their needs to be taken care of because they used to be all independent and superior. This is a placement that push the limit in their mind without understanding that their body has the capacity to fully function on a daily basis.
Sometimes, it feels overwhelmed when you deal with things that you want to escape. Sometimes, your control system has something to do with escapism as you mistake it as boundary, detachment or as smart decision. But all you need to do is actually to fully engage with everything happened inside you and sit a little by yourself. Identify and distinguish the feeling of your own breath, your own pulse and heartbeat and try to recognize what your body wants rather what your mind told you to do. If it's makes you feel like you want to cry, probably because it need to be cried out load. If it feels like a hunger to yourself, eat more. If it makes you feel stupid, perhaps stupidity is the hidden vulnerability to let you figure out more.
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