#i know dat feel polly

[mbb-project-entity]

Chapter 46

Her eyes drifted to the TV to see a local news story about a family dispute between some local old rich guy and his kids. Apparently he had recently gotten married to some hot young thing and his children were demanding she be taken off the will before the old man kicks the bucket. The new woman in question appeared on the screen. Polly could see this woman was only after one thing. She had obviously fake implants, as big as soccer balls, jutting out of her tiny dress. She was decked out in jewelry and gold chains and expensive sunglasses. Her dark hair was teased high and her heels looked impossible to walk in. She was latino but it was obvious she didn’t have too many years of school. A reporter was interviewing her on local courthouse steps. .

“Ms. Flores, do you feel your relationship with Mr. Sanders is genuine.”

“Oh fer reals it da real thang, I just loooove my papi so much. Hees keeds just jealous an sh—bleep—Dey jus knows dat dey daddy love his new baby more den dem, ju know? He love me. He bought me my new babies, you like?” The woman rubbed her fake tits and grinned at the camera.

As she sucked the old man’s cock, she was amazed at what was happening. As it stiffened, his cock swelled even more grew until it stood out eight or nine inches. When he was fully erect, Mr. Smith pulled his cock from her now questing mouth. He slapped her cheeks with his prick and leered at her. “Do you want my cock inside you, my horny slut?” he asked her. She looked up at him and nodded, almost reverently. He climbed between her still spread legs. “And now, you little cunt, you shall indeed give me what I need.” He placed the head of his swollen cock against the lips of her pussy and pressed forward. His ancient cock slowly disappeared into the nurse, inch by inch, until he was fully seated. When his balls were resting against her ass he paused and again looked into her eyes.

“As I fuck you, I am going to draw the very life force from your body. You will give me your youth, your brain cells will revitalize my own, your eyes for mine.” He smiled wickedly now, and in return, I will give you the last and most intense orgasm of your worthless life.” Katherine looked at him lovingly. “But this will only work if you give me your life force of your own accord.” He paused. “What do you want?”

“Oh, please fuck me!” she begged. “Let me give you my life force! I give it to you freely, just fuck me!"”

So Mr. Smith began to fuck her, slowly at first, almost as if he were in pain. But every stroke of his cock into the nurse drew from her vitality, and soon he was fucking her with long, powerful strokes. The sound of his balls slapping against her ass filled the room.

“Oh, fuck me, fuck me harder!” she panted with a voice that began to grow ragged and raspy. “Fuck me!”

Mr. Smith was pounding in and out now, and in the dim light his wrinkles were disappearing, his muscles filling out. Hair grew back on his balding head and his cataracts were replaced with deep blue eyes. He fucked Katherine long and hard, kissing her face and biting her nipples. She moaned and mewled in response. He felt his orgasm approaching and he roared in a strong resonant voice. “Here it is, bitch. Cum now!” His cum exploded deep into Katherine’s belly, and she felt herself cumming at the same time.

“I’m cumming!” she moaned in a weak, shaky voice just before she passed out.

Mr. Smith stood by the bed. He was dressed in a clean pair of scrubs he had found in the closet. To all outward appearances, he looked to be a handsome young man in his mid twenties, with thick brown hair and piercing blue eyes. A broad smile adorned his face, showing perfect white teeth. “I haven’t felt this vibrant in years!” he said to Katherine. “You were perfect, my little life giving bitch.” He chuckled to himself. “And now, you’re not much good for anything.” His smile transformed into a sneer. “Just like all the other sluts over the years.” Katherine, lying on the bed, was still in the hospital gown. She was no longer the vivacious looking nurse that had started the night shift. Her hair, what was left of it, was pure white, and she had several bald spots. Her pale skin was wrinkled and dried out looking, mottled with liver spots and stretched over her prominent bones. Her eyes were sunken deep into her skull, milky white with her own cataracts. Her mouth hung open slackly, exposing teeth that had obviously been neglected for many decades. A stream of drool ran down from the corner of her idiot’s mouth onto her pillow.

Mr. Smith pulled the sheet up to her chin and picked up the temporary admission Chart. He took the pencil and changed “Mr.” to “Miss” and the age from 92 to 102. “Congratulations, Miss Smith. You are now the oldest resident in the home.” He continued to write. “Too bad about the Altzheimer’s.” He kept writing. “And it’s so sad you don’t have any known relatives and are a ward of the state.” He finished with a few more notes. “And I see there is a “do not resuscitate” order in place for you.” He replaced the clipboard on the bed rail. “So sad.” He bent down and kissed her wrinkled cheek. “But I doubt you’ll live much longer in any case. In fact, I’ll bet you won’t make it to sunrise.” He said staring into her filmed over eyes. “You can do that for me, can’t you my little cunt?”

Painfully, the decrepit figure in the bed nodded her agreement. “Anything for you,” she said in a low whisper of a voice.

As he walked out of the room and her last few hours of life, Katherine turned her now sightless eyes in his direction. A single tear ran down her cheek.

[the-wonder-in-his-eyes]

tagged by @theidiothours

nickname: ducky, duck, deck

sign: virgo (and it shows, sorry not sorry to anyone who knows me irl)

height: 5'10.5 (or 5'11 after a good chiropractor adjustment lol)

last google search: alocasia polly

number of followers: 151

amount of sleep: last night? maybe 11? normally anywhere between 4 and 13. what? i have insomnia and chronic illnesses, any amount of sleep feels like it's never enough.

lucky number: 13

favorite color: sage green and payne's grey

dream job: travel writer with a focus on history and art

movie/ book that summarizes me: can't we talk about more pleasant? by Roz Chast

favorite song: inkpot gods by the amazing devil

favorite instrument: i play just about everything, but i'm partial to the clarinet and violin

aesthetic: dark academia antique store plant dad

favorite author: oh man, don't make me choose. i guess right now I'm a huge fan of Aiden Thomas @aidenschmaiden

favorite animal noise: my guinea pigs when they hear a bag rustle and are demanding attention/food

wearing: green sweater from goodwill and Halloween pants my niece bought me

song stuck in my head: addio by night skinny

i tag @queercowpoke @dat-carovieh @heyatleastitsnotcancer @heatherwitch @carlospy @comfyswitcherblanketfort @jaskierswolf @wolfgeralt @aro-tarot @hallow-witxh

[bregee13]

A New Home

It wasn't before long until the Raposa family wandered into the snowy fields. At first the snow barely dusted the grass beneath their feet, but eventually the snow became almost knee deep. It was a good thing Polly thought of bringing blankets with them. Even then, the three wished they had the time to change into warmer clothing. 

Polly, while squeezing her dad's arm for support, shivered uncontrollably. "D-dad??? Why did-didn't we u-use the S-snow G-gate...?" 

Nixie, who was also freezing, couldn't help but glare at her husband. "That's a g-good question, Polly! Bobby, why DIDN'T we use the snow g-gate?" 

"Nghh..." 'How's this my fault? Movin dis way was YOUR idea...' As much as Bob wanted to say it out loud, he was much too tired to butt heads. Besides, after trudging through the snow for that long, you almost HAD to blame somebody. Though, if he didn't say anything, Nixie would freeze him to death before any snow could. "Well, if we w-went through the snow gate, we could've walked right i-into darkness. A-and dat wouldn't be fun, would it?" 

Nixie, who was starting to remember her plan, felt her cheeks flush a little more than they already were. Though embarrassed, she welcomed the extra warmth on her face.

"B-but.... Why did-didn't we go to th-the dock?? A-and r-ride a boat somewhere?" Polly asked, hoping asking more questions would distract her from the cold. 

Her mother shook her head. "N-no... We couldn't have done that. The d-darkness might've covered the dock by then..." 

"M-might've!?! Y-you didn't k-know?!" 

"I...I... Um... f-figured there wouldn't be any more boats sailing to and from there anyway... With all this darkness, of course... Of course...." 

"Th... That... s-sounds..." Polly tried to call her mom out on her poor excuse, but she was just too frozen to speak. 

"Dat sounds like a c-cra... crummy excuse, N-Nix.." 

Nixie turned her head toward Bob in confusion. "Wh...what? Are you saying, Bobby?" 

Bob stared off into the distance. He longed to go back home and sleep in the warmth of his bed, but he knew that was impossible. "D-dere was no h-harm in checkin first... Ya k-knew dere was a chance of esc-cape dere.... W-what the Rapo stopped ya...?"

"Oh... U-um... You know, um..." 'Well, you didn't bother to check either! Why blame me...?' It took a moment for Nixie to regain some of her composure. She knew she was the only one planning anything out, and that Bob likely didn't even think of checking the docks in the heat of the moment. She actually thought about leaving the village by boat many times. But the one thing that stopped her every time was her fear. "...E-even if there was a way.... Th-there's no way to know what to expect... The o-other villages might be worse off than where we w-were.... There's no way... There's no way...." While she did fear the darkness in other villages, she did have one other small fear that she was afraid to admit. She was scared of returning to her parents after going missing for so long. 'Only Creator knows how those two would react...' 

"...Y-ya got a point.... I haven't h-heard from Jack in a real long time... H-Hope he and the folks are alright in Lavasteam... N-nice.... hot..... L-Lavasteam...." 'Rapo... This snow is messin with our heads n' makin us lookin all ridiculous!'

Bob looked back toward Polly. She hadn't spoken for a while now, which was odd for her. On top of that, she was moving at a snail's pace, slowing everyone down as a result. "Polly? Ya doin okay?" 

"..." Polly, shaking rapidly, fully relied on her father's arm for support. She had a hard time gathering her words and saying them out loud. She felt horrible. "D-dad....." She cried. "I...I can't feel my legs......." 

"Dat can't be good.... Hang on..." Bob walked up to Nixie and handed her the clothes he was carrying. "Hold dis for a s-sec?" 

"O-oh... Of... Of course..." 

Bob then proceeded to lift Polly off the ground, and carry her in his arms. "Urk!" 'She's heavier than I remember!' "It's okay... you're o-okay... Y-you you're gonna be okay, okay?" He tried to reassure her, but it only seemed to make everything worse. 'Oh Creator, she's real cold....' As worried as Bob was, he knew he couldn't show too much concern. For all he knew, it would just jinx everything. "...Y-Ya got uhh... Um... Bangle with ya? Ah! I..! I m-meant...! B....Bon...Go?" 

Polly, squeezing her stuffed friend in her arms, didn't even bother to correct her dad. Though the fact that he caught the mistake on his own really meant a lot to her. "Mhmm..." 

"G-good. Dat's good... "

Nixie took the clothes that were handed to her and covered her daughter with them as if they were extra blankets. "There. H-hope that will help s-somehow..." 

"Th-thank thank you..." 

The three silently continued on their journey through the snow. The bitter wind brushed their cheeks. Eventually, the snow began to die down, and the air was less stiff. The knee-high snow turned into mere frost. Needless to say, everyone was relieved. The ice life is NOT a nice life.

The wide open snow fields slowly turned into a chilly forest. The trees were of a purplish hue and had seemingly no end to them. It was clear that they had entered the forest gate region. 

Bob, now getting tired of carrying her around, set Polly down by one of the many trees. "There ya go. Are ya feelin any better?" 

Polly slowly nodded. "Y-yeah." 

Nixie leaned down to feel Polly's arm. "She's still really cold..." She turned to her husband. "What should we do now?" 

Bob looked up at the sky. Even after all that time, was just as gray as it was before. "We gotta get some shelter. Can't rest out in da open..." 

"Where are we going to find this shelter, anyhow?" 

"We're gon have to build it from scratch... Don't expect nothin fancy, I don't got no tools to work with." 

"That's fine... But..." She looked down at Polly before returning her gaze to Bob. "Are you going to be alright by yourself?" 

Bob tried to reassure her with a smile. "I'll be good on my own. Don't worry bout me. Just worry bout her." 

"...Okay. Just be back soon." 

"I will." Bob stepped back from his family and got to work.

Now, Bob may be a carpenter, but he wasn't exactly experienced in wilderness survival. Lucky for the three Raposa, he managed to put a small shelter together out of branches and leaves. And for the restrictions he had, it was relatively spacious. Just big enough for everyone to lay in comfortably. 

Nixie had Polly wrapped up in her arms. "How are you feeling, baby? Are you warmer now?"

Polly yawned. "Yeah. I'm okay. I think Bongo's a little tired though. Are you tired, Bongo?" 

"..." 

"Yeah... He's pretty tired..." Polly's eyes had grown heavy from the exhausting journey she had been through. 

Nixie, who was tired as well, softly chuckled to herself. "It seems that you're tired too. How about we get ready for bedtime?" 

"Yeah… Okay." Polly stretched. 

"Are you well enough to get up on your own?" 

"I think so..." Polly slowly started to get up off of the ground. Although her legs were a little wobbly from sitting too long. 

Nixie reached out for her daughter in an attempt to stable her. "Are you alright?!" 

"I'm okay! I'm okay! My legs are just sleepy." 

"Come on, I'll help you over there." Nixie had her arm wrapped around Polly's body, helping to guide her to the makeshift home Bob had made. "Bobby! Is the shelter finished over there?" 

Bob looked back at his wife, and sighed. "It's 'bout as done as it's gonna get... Hope it works just fine." 

"It looks wonderful. Why don't you take a break and get some rest? It's been quite a long day." 

"It is gettin pretty late, huh? Alright. I'll take a breather." 

"That's what I wanted to hear! Besides, a good sleep in there will make the perfect test for the structure you made." 

"That's true..." 

Polly pulled her mother's arm toward the shelter. She was starting to get cranky from a lack of sleep. "Mooom... C'mon! We gotta go to bed! Bongo's really really tired!"

"Alright, Polly! Settle down! We're on our way. Why don't you go on ahead and get ready for dreamland?" Nixie suggested.

"Okay..." Polly yawned. "G'night...." She squeezed Bongo in her arms, and stepped inside. 

Nixie glanced at her husband. "We should follow her." 

Bob nodded. "Yeah, I guess we should..."

The two stepped inside the structure. The dirt floor was covered in a bedding of grass and leaves, which in turn was covered by the largest blanket they had brought. It was cozy to say the least.

Polly was already laying down, curled up underneath her very own blanket. She held onto her doll as tightly as she could. Her eyes were shut. As far as Nixie and Bob could tell, she was already fast asleep.

“She looks so peaceful…” Nixie whispered.

“That didn’t take very long at all, huh?”

“That journey must have drained all of the energy from her. I don’t believe I blame her.”

“Poor Polly… I sure hope all dat snow didn’t leave her sick…”

“I hope so too. She didn’t seem to be all that ill, just tired. ...I have faith that she’ll turn out alright."

Bob sighed. “Rapo, what’d we do to deserve any of this? We lost nearly everythin, and now we gotta live in this… this… whatever this is!”

“You’re the one who built the shack… I don’t see why you’re the one complaining.” Nixie mumbled.

“...What was that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing. It doesn’t mean anything. It’s fine.” Nixie clearly sounded annoyed. “It’s not a permanent solution, anyhow… We’re not staying too long.”

“...Are you insulting my work?”

“Bobby, please.”

“No no, I get it. I understand! I don’t wanna live here either! Who the Rapo would? In fact, it’s so awful dat any normal Raposa would rather sleep outside on the dirt and die!”

“We may as well be…” Nixie muttered.

“Excuse me?! I worked real hard to set this up! All by myself with no tools, no help of any kind, and you’re talkin to me like that?! A lil while ago, you said it was fantastic. I worked the best that I could under these circumstances, and now you’re mad it ain’t good enough?!” 

“Bobby, you know that isn’t what I meant.”

“Really? What else could you have meant by that?! I don’t understand anything you’re saying, Nix! First you said one thing, then you say the opposite? I don’t understand at all...” Bob crossed his arms and hung his head low. His eyes were starting to water in frustration. “...Explain to me, Nix. What’s wrong? What’d I do wrong? What the Rapo did I do to you to make you insult me like dat?!”

“Rapo, you didn’t do anything! Nothing is wrong! Why would you come to the conclusion that everything is your fault?! What the Rapo do you even think you did?”

“I-I dunno… I was just askin you that! Ya can’t just say ‘nothin is wrong’ right after complaining your rear off to me!”

“Well maybe I’m just feeling a little peeved.”

“Peeved?!”

“Of course I’m peeved! I didn’t want this! I didn't want to be forced out of my home, I didn’t want to have to worry about whether or not we’ll make it out of this okay, and I surely didn’t want you to yell at me!”

“Yell at ya?! Nix, you’re da one dat started it!”

“Bobby, what the Rapo are you talking about? I didn’t start anything! You just got mad at me out of nowhere!”

“Out of- What?! I-I would never do dat to you! I would never yell or get mad at you for no reason!”

“Then why are you yelling at me right now then?”

“B-because... I’m mad because you insulted me!” He began to cry. “I’m mad because you decided to be mean at me for no reason! I’m mad… because I don’t understand why you would do that…”

“Bobby?”

“That… that really hurt, Nix… Why would you go and do that?”

“Bobby… I… I’m so sorry.” She gently lifted his chin up so she could see his face better. “I’m sorry.”

Bob looked at her and sniffled. “I don’t understand, Nix. I-I know it ain’t the best I’ve done, but you ain’t gotta be mean about it…”

“I wasn’t trying to be mean to you… I… I was just frustrated. And I ended up saying the wrong thing… I know that wasn’t right for me to snap like that, but… I’m sorry…”

“I know you’re sorry… I know you’re just stressed out. Dat just… really got to me for some reason. I-I’m sorry I overreacted.”

“Bobby… You didn’t overreact. It’s okay. It’s my fault for upsetting you.” She sighed. “We’re both just... frazzled from all of this. I understand.”

“...I forgive ya Nix. I know ya didn’t mean what you said.” He faintly smiled for a moment. “But… There’s somethin I don’t understand. Why’d ya say it looked good earlier? I don’t get it.”

“...You want me to be honest? I... was trying to be polite. I didn’t want something like this to happen. Especially not in front of Polly. ...Wait a minute. Polly!” She turned around to face Polly, hoping that she was fast asleep and didn’t hear anything they said.

Polly, who was watching the entire time, hid under her blanket once she got caught. ‘Rapo! She saw me!’ She then pretended to be sleeping, hoping that she wasn’t in trouble.

Nixie sighed and turned back to her husband. “We really need to pull ourselves together, don’t we?”

Bob nodded. “If I were her, I wouldn’t want my folks arguing over nothin… I’d want em to be happy. I’d wanna be sure that it’s all gonna be okay. ...We gotta do better for her.”

“You’re right. From now on, we have to stay positive. No matter what happens.”

“Of course. We gotta set an example. It’s what Polly deserves. It’s what Hunter deserves too.”

“...Yeah.”

“...I wonder if Hunter’s doin alright. Maybe… Maybe he’s alive somehow?”

“I don’t want to talk about Hunter...”

“Alright, I understand.”

The two stood there for a moment in awkward silence. With all the chaos in their lives, it had been a long time since either of them found a moment of joy. When Hunter disappeared, arguments began to take his place. And with each new horrible event, it just kept getting worse. And that was something nobody wanted.

The two couldn't help but get lost in thought. They truly wanted to set a good example for Polly and be positive, but where would they even begin? It wasn't like there were many positives that came to mind. But neither of them wanted to go to sleep on a negative note, so the two thought in silence.

"...Our anniversary is tonight, ain't it?" Bob broke the silence.

"It is? I didn't know that... Are you sure?"

"Sure I am! I mean, don't ya feel it in the air?"

"...Do you even know what the current date is, Bobby?"

"Ah... No, but you don't know either! It's close enough, ain't it? Besides, dates don't matter now anyway!"

"Well, you're not wrong!" Nixie laughed.

"...You remember when we first met?" Bob reminisced. "You didn't have a home for yourself, and I let ya stay with me."

Nixie smirked. "Oh, how could I forget? It was obvious you fell for me the moment I met you."

"I was, huh?"

She nodded. "...You know, Bobby, it's funny. I feel as homeless as I felt that very day."

"Oh really?"

"Oh~! Mr. Builde, I have been left abandoned and homeless! May I stay here in your fine home~? Only for a short while~!"

"Oh! Are ya sure you want to stay in this shack of mine?"

"Bobby, please. I don't want to start that again."

"Hey, I'm just stating facts here! And to be honest, our home at the time wasn't that much better than this shed. "

"Oh Bobby, stop being so hard on yourself. Come on, why won't you let me inside your cozy home~?"

"Ah.. I dunno~" He blushed. "I think it'd be more romantic out under the stars~" He leaned in for a kiss.

"Bobby! No!" Nixie laughed. "It's too cold out! Besides, the stars disappeared a long time ago!"

"Ah, c'mon Nix! Can't we pretend there's stars?" He smirked. "It'd be just like that one romantic time we had in twilite years back~"

She flushed a bright red. "B-Bobby!" She hid her face and laughed out of embarrassment. 

"Oh... I uh... I didn't mean it like that!" Bob blushed from embarrassment himself. "Just... We were so in love back then... I miss it, Nix."

"Bobby..." Nixie held Bob's hands in hers, and smiled. "You know that never went away. We're just... going through obstacles. It's normal. ...Though I admit these latest obstacles are far more extreme than anyone could anticipate."

"That's true, this ain't exactly something I expected to deal with." Bob kissed her hands. "But we just gotta tackle these problems head on, huh?"

Nixie nodded. "We just have to stick together from here on out."

"I can handle that." Bob looked back at Polly, who was asleep for real this time, and turned back to Nixie. "You ready to hit the hay?"

"I'm not sure..." She said, hesitant. "Something doesn't feel right. Maybe it's only my nerves, but..."

"...Ya scared?"

"...A little. I mean, what if something shows up while we sleep and... makes us sleep for good?"

"That's not gonna happen. I won't allow it."

"Bobby, I'm serious. We could get really hurt." She glanced over at Polly. "...Or worse."

"Well I'm serious too. I'll stay up and keep watch for anythin that'll go bump in the night."

"No, you need sleep. Especially after you've done so much..."

"You done a bunch too though." Bob pondered for a moment. "Alright, why don't we take turns then?"

"...That could work. But what if-?"

"Hey, no 'what if's! Just go and get some sleep. I'll watch first." He yawned.

"You know, I'm not that tired." She said before yawning herself. "I think you should rest while I watch first."

"Nah, I've already made up my mind. I'm watching first."

"After all that labor? Aren't you being stubborn? Let me watch."

"Nix. Remember we said no fighting over nothin."

Nixie looked at the ground, ashamed. "...Yes. You're right, I'm sorry."

"Don't worry 'bout it. Now go get sleep. The sooner ya do, the sooner my shift starts. And the sooner my shift starts, the sooner it ends."

"Alright." She kissed him on the cheek. "I'll see you again soon. Love you."

Bob blushed. "Love ya too hun."

Nixie walked further into the shelter, checking her sleeping daughter before laying down to sleep herself.

The two followed through with their agreement and took turns keeping watch while the other slept. Nothing posed threat to them then.

Bongo was held tight in Polly's loving arms. It had been absorbing as much energy as it could, but it knew it only had a fraction of the energy needed to reach it's goal of a long life. 

Luckily, Bongo managed to absorb a massive amount of energy a few months back. It wasn't near enough to reach it's goal, but it was just enough for it to go and seek enough. 

Bongo had been waiting patiently and desperately for the opportunity to fully feed off it's host, but no good opportunities presented themselves. It wouldn't dare risk everything with other Raposa present. If it failed, it would waste it's precious energy. And if the Raposa found out what Bongo was made to do, it could get destroyed. So Bongo needed to be as careful as possible. 

It quickly scanned the area, checking if it's opportunity finally arrived. 

It knew there was no longer a town of Raposa to potentially catch it, but Polly's parents were still there. 

Bongo considered making it's move while the parents slept, but it would be far too high risk considering how protective they were. And with the new environment, the two were more high alert than usual. 

Bongo knew the only chance it had at draining it's host would be when Polly was all alone. 

Bongo rested once more. It couldn't drain itself now. 

The waiting game wasn't over yet. And Bongo knew if it played its cards right, it would surely win.

[adashelbysgirlfriend]

Falling in love - Michael Gray

weirdly enough i was going through a Michael phase when i got this request so thank you @midwinternightz for making my dreams come true

this isn't a song fic, but if it was, id tag Sweet Creature by Harry Styles because i can imagine Michael being a massive HS stan js - this is your song 

 Oh god where to begin

i get the feeling that Michael isn't one to make the first move

hes confident but also a bit like cocky? like too arrogant to ask someone out 

you start working at the garrison to make a bit of money and Arthur isn't sure about having a young girl behind the bar at first but you're such a hit

everyone just loves you, especially Jonny dogs 

he loves you a bit TOO much 

but you can hold your own and aren't afraid to break up a fight or two

seeing the peaky boys daily, you're working at their watering hole after all

you catch Michaels eye but he's just too gosh darn cool to admit it 

Hes probably the one you speak to least, i feel like all the other peaky juniors are much more talkative 

but boy does he LOVE drinking so you slowly but surely begin to get more comfortable with him

you're the chatty one

i feel like he just sits and listens to you most of the time 

you're not even sure if he's listening tbh 

but he starts to stay later, you notice he's still there at close, sitting at the bar nursing the rest of his whisky 

and he will listen to you talk about the day

or what youre gonna do with your day off

or just listen in on you and Harry chatting about Arthur 

he's surprised by how much he likes your voice

he offers to walk you home one night and this starts to become a regular thing

Arthur was usually the one to walk you home, but when he couldn't make it for whatever reason he would call Finn up to do it 

because he kinda wanted to see you too together

hes considerably pissed off when he sees Michael waiting for you outside instead of his brother 

“what’re you doing’ ere”

“im making sure Y/N gets home okay, like you do every night”

“exactly so bugger off!”

he lets you leave with him but only because Arthur has a masterplan in mind for getting you and Finn married

he tries to get Polly and Ada involved 

“so you want me to stop my son from seeing his female friend because...?”

“’cause he's getting in the way”

“ah right, and why is that?”

“’cause i like her with Finn better”

hes ADMINT and he won't rest until he's got you on his arm and he's walking you down the aisle to Finn

nobody quite understands why Arthur is so invested in you and Finn being an item, and god bless him he's not gonna get his way

everyone else thinks you and Michael have a good ying and Yang thing going on

but not Arthur

and he will continue to try and convince them all of this 

you're goods friends by this point 

Michael has a angsty side that only you take seriously 

you don't make him feel like his problems are mundane like the rest of his family 

he comes to you over Polly and she knows this 

she's probably a bit jealous, she's its got her son back after all 

and now he'd rather speak to some barmaid over his own blood?

but Polly likes you a lot, and so she doesn't make your life hell like should would any other girl she felt was taking what was hers

Michael is a serious guy, but you bring out the fun side of him 

which makes his presence more bearable for everyone involved

Michael only realises he's actually interested in you when he starts to notice  all the male attention you get and how much it bothers him

you're a pretty girl, and everyone knows the way to these mens hearts is through cheap beer or Scottish whisky 

naturally, you're the apple of most garrison goers eyes

jealous michael is a grumpy michael 

Polly rolling her eyes at this behaviour 

“if you want her you have to tell her, Michael, she's not a mind reader” 

he can't lie though, he's a little bit worried you don't see him that way

you've been friends for a good while by this point and he's worried he's too stuck in the friendzone to ever get back out of it 

so he tries to buy you expensive things 

which is very confusing to you 

“Y/N, have you ever wanted a horse?”

like seriously 

wtf 

when those hints hit flat he tries to plan the best date ever

hes convinced this night will single-handedly bring him out of the friend zone forever 

taking you to the most expensive wine bar in London and tasting all the fine drinks of the upper class

its all vile

who even likes wine?

you can't even swallow most of it in a ladylike way

you also can't stop laughing at how ridiculous it all is 

Michael gets angry and flustered because his fool proof plan some how did not work? but how could this be

“lets just go” him storming out and you following, now giggling at how ridiculously serious he was

catching up to him and convincing him to come down the cut with you 

grabbing a few bottles of beer from the back of the Garrison and taking them up with you 

sitting by the water under the starts and laughing about what a sham the day has been 

“i just wanted it to be the perfect dat- day”

whoops

smooth Michael isn't so effective after a few beers

trying to explain that you're not one of those fancy girls who needs to be spoken to with money and expensive things, 

“i just want honesty Michael”

“okay well i really like you and i really want to take you on more dates please” 

drunk Michael is a very honest michael 

agreeing to more dates with him

doing all the stuff young teen  lovers do 

you keep him humble, while he shows you just how much you deserve 

knowing the Michael everyone else sees, but falling in love with the real him

the country boy who has big dreams and wants to see change in the world

hes a leader, but so are you 

you're both fiery, so it takes a while to work out how to coexist together

teaching Michael the importance of family loyalty because he's not got non season 5 michael I'm looking at you wtf is going on my dude sort your shit 

he is so LOYAL TO YOU 

wants to have a big family in the country with you 

he talks about having kids all the time 

he also believes in the importance of marriage 

he knows he wants you and you only, i imagine he's excited to put a ring on it but he also is okay with waiting until he knows for sure you're just as into it as him

helping him over the scars of his childhood and whatever happened in the orphanage 

he scares a lot of deep personal shit with you that makes you extremely angry 

you have dreams of killing that priest with your bare hands at least once a week 

Polly wouldn't be happy with anyone else being with her son, you are the only girl who has ever reached her impeccably high standards and she is always there for you; because you're her daughter in her eyes now - even before you two marry 

Convinving Michael to be a dog person 

he'd do anything for you 

you're not just his lover, you're his best friend and his whole heart. Michael has never found another soul he felt he could share all his thoughts with until you, and he knows there will be no one else after you 

[beesonestopcurioshop]

By the pricking of my thumb, something wicked this way comes.

Chapter 5: Clean Slate

Photo/Gif Credit: @murphyaddiction

Warnings: Still quiet in this area. Unless you count anxiety.

Beta: @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

Note: Hey everyone! Here’s a little something for this story. It’s a little shorter than usual, but I wanted to get something up. I really enjoyed it because we get to learn a little bit more about Ellie girl. I hope you enjoy as well. As always, I hope you’re all safe and healthy!

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Ellie began to fidget at the thought of being alone with the obvious matriarch of the family. She didn’t have anything to be nervous about, but there was particular scrutiny coming from her that had her on pins and needles.

“Come. Sit. I’ll whip something up quick for that cheek and eye.” Polly turned to her herbs and began blending a mixture.

“Thank you. You’ve been very generous. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you. Or Mr. Shelby for that matter.”

Polly was mixing a salve paste to place on her cheek. She was sure it would bring out the pain along with the swelling. She shot a look in Eleanor’s direction and watched as the girl gnawed on her lip and looked at the table. There was a storm in her head. Hearing the men talking in the other room she decided to distract the girl.

“So, you have had quite the eventful day, haven’t you?”

“You would be very correct. I can’t wait to go home and sleep.” She laughed gently.

She turned around and brought the salve over to the seat next to Eleanor. “Alright, my dear. This won’t fix it, but it will help with the tenderness along the way.” She dipped her thin fingers into the paste and brought it up to the angry-looking cheek.

Ellie winced at the contact. She was lucky enough that nothing was broken. She was not looking forward to dealing with it every day. The mixture, however, smelled lovely. Some clove for the angry nerves, lavender to soothe her, and a touch of something she couldn't quite make out.

She took to analyzing Eleanor. The young woman’s chestnut waves had a few ringlet curls thrown into the mix. Both eyes were a hickory brown, and when one of them wasn’t swollen and angry, they appeared to be wide and inquisitive. She seemed positively charming, in the most innocent of ways. Polly almost dared to use the word magical.

There was a feeling that sat low in her gut when she looked at her. It wasn’t a feeling that made her nauseous, but it intrigued her. She glanced toward the ceiling sending a message to the universe that it had her attention. ‘This poor girl is wound tighter than a spring.’ The older woman wanted to alleviate some of the pressure building beneath the surface.

“So how long have you known our Johnny?”

She grinned looking up at Polly. “Oh, dat heathen? Probably since I was about fourteen?” Her eyes widened at the fact that she’d known Johnny for ten years now.

Thinking back to simpler days brought a soft smile to her lips. Her eyes drifted off to a faraway girl that hadn’t been around in some time. She was a wild girl back then. There was a lot more she could get away with because she “didn’t know any better”. Running around with boys twice her age seemed to be one of the biggest. Her mother had a heart attack nearly every time she noticed her prancing around with them.

“I think I met Johnny on the edge of a clearing to a field of wildflowers,” she chuckled and continued, “very cliché, right?”

Rambunctious and loud, Ellie had run out through the trees not looking where she was blasting off to. She had toppled into a much younger Johnny. With her velocity, they both plummeted to the ground.

“By Jesus, lass! What on Mother Earth are ya runnin’ from?”

Ellie sprung up. She scrambled to gain her footing like a foal. The raw umber colored orbs darted around looking for the opponent in the obvious game she was playing. She didn’t seem distressed in any sense except that she might lose the game she was in. Something screamed out from her soul that it was gentle, caring. She was worried about losing her intense game, but she was more worried about the man she overturned. “I’m sorry, mister! Are you okay?” Her small palm reached out to him with a kind dimpled smile to greet him. Grasping her hand, he allowed her to help him up.

“I’m okay...?” He let the unspoken question linger on the air.

The loose medium brown curls shook as the girl brought herself back to the current situation. “Oh! Eleanor, sir.”

“Well, Eleanor girl. What brings you out to this side of the field?”

The soft smile that lingered on her face as she came out of her reverie pulled a small grin to Polly’s lips.

Eleanor’s parents weren’t Romany, but they floated around often. They had stayed in Small Heath until 1911 when she was sixteen. She didn’t want to leave. There was something that was hiding just out of sight in the shadows that was drawing her in. She couldn’t quite put her finger on what it was. Small Heath, for being very industrial, had a magical air that surrounded it. The city had a way of pulling even the most strong-willed people in. She wasn’t quite sure how she had managed to win her argument of staying. She was shocked that her parents hadn’t fought harder to force her into coming with them.

There had been a lot of shouted words and hurt feelings. She wished they hadn’t left it stubborn and proud. She hadn’t heard from them since the war began. It wasn’t for her lack of trying. She searched high and low for them. The environment, political and public, was rushing downhill quickly and for a split second, she was ten again. She wanted the protection and safety of standing behind her dad’s legs or her mother’s skirt. She quickly realized that she wouldn’t find that again anytime soon.

During the few years before the war, she had run into Johnny again. She had just turned eighteen. She was struggling to make ends meet. The world was dipping further into the madness of war. He took her under his wing. He had kept her safe. He had given her a place to rest her head. Raised her like a sister. She always said she would forever be in his debt. Yet he never stopped looking out for her. Even now at twenty-four years old with her own home and lead on life.

“Well, it sounds like Johnny has treated you well. Kept you safe. Have you been in Small Heath since you were fourteen?” Polly worked on smoothing out the amount of salve on her cheek.

Ellie chewed on her bottom lip. “My parents and I were here from about thirteen until I was sixteen. They wanted to leave. I didn’t. I somehow won that argument. About a year later I realized the error of me ways, and I tried to find them.”

Polly nodded solemnly, slowing her hand motion, “I’m guessing you couldn’t?”

“Yeah. Hell, Johnny even tried to help once I ran into him again. His connections came up wit nothin ‘.”

They both became quiet. Stuck in their thoughts. Polly finished her cheek. She closed up the little tin that she put the salve in and slid it across the table to Ellie.

The scuffling sound of chairs on the hardwood floor brought the women back to the present. The men would be coming out soon.

“I want you to put that on your cheek and eye for about a week. If it’s not better, come back and we’ll see what I can cook up.”

Ellie nodded, taking the tin and placing it in the small pocket in her skirt. The door opened and Thomas spread his arms wide, keeping them from coming in contact with the wall. Oceans crashed into the earth as they made eye contact. She could have sworn the ground beneath her trembled. Her rosy lips parted slightly from the weight of his gaze.

Thomas stepped out followed by Johnny. “So did you ladies find something to talk about?”

“We did, Tommy.” Polly nodded with a smile that seemed like she was implying more than just a simple conversation. Eleanor shuffled her feet. The sooner she was home and in bed, the better.

“So Mr. Shelby,”

“Thomas, love.”

Her words faltered, “Uh, Thomas,” she said it as if she was gauging the word on her tongue.

“Do I have a clean slate or am I needed for more questions?” Her fingers began to fidget with the end of her sleeves. Catching the action, Thomas paused. She looked at him with hopeful doe eyes. He let a fraction of a smile crack through.

“You’re okay. Johnny says you’re trustworthy, so I’ll believe him. I am gonna walk you home though.”

She nodded. The unspoken ‘for now’ hung in the air. There was still some proving left to do. She said her goodbyes to the other two. Thomas went and stood by the door as she made her way to get her coat from in front of the fire. She was just happy she would be mostly warm for the walk home. He grabbed her coat from her and made a motion for her to hold out and arm.

“Let’s get on, eh?”

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Thank you for reading!

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Anyone who wants to be added, just let me know!

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June playlist (little late :p)

Lily (My One and Only) - Smashing Pumpkins

Here’s Where The Story Ends - The Sundays

Flowers - Galaxie 500

We Don’t Care - Kanye West

Jersey Shore - The Promise Ring

Madeline - Yo La Tengo

Be a Fish - Bardo Pond

Wplj - The Mothers of Invention

King Rat - Modest Mouse

Something - Butthole Surfers

Everybody’s Talking - Bongwater

The Peter Criss Jazz - Don Caballero

Sketch for Summer - The Durutti Column

Had a Dat - Sublime

5lve - Medicine

Jail-House Frog - Amon Düül II

June - Pigeon Hole

Lazy Slave - DOPE BODY

Congratulations - MGMT

Space Cadet - Kyuss

TNT - Tortoise

Soon - My Bloody Valentine

Home - LCD Soundsystem

This Is the Day - The The

Jacksonville - Sufjan Stevens

Two Hearts in 3/4 Time - The Avalanches

Baisi Sukhwan - Khun Narin

A.M. 180 - Grandaddy

Otis - The Durutti Column

Popular Mechanics for Lovers - Beulah

Hideous Towns - The Sundays

It’s the End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) - R.E.M.

Ffunny Ffriends - Unknown Mortal Orchestra

Topical Solution - Duster

Rings of Saturn - Tops

Cat In the Night - Jean-Jacques Perrey

Lonely - Akon

Lazy Calm - Cocteau Twins

Polly Pereguinn - Beat Happening

The Combo - Ought

Through the Wire - Kanye West

I Won - The Sundays

[sweetstrawberrykissesao3]

Hey who would you say is Crowley’s potential care givers are? Also what headspace age would you put him in?

Favorite Care Givers for Lil Crow

Aziraphale (Probably fan favorite)

He has the strong urge to be a total brat with Azira because the man is such a push over. He’s likely in his terrible twos around Aziraphale. With this caregiver I don’t really have to explain or try to reason why I like him as a CG for Crow, it pretty clear. While it’s one of the shorter answers it’s not because I like it less (It’s just the one that needs least explaining)

The angel has to deal with giant temper tantrums if he tries to say no (and Azira ends up always being a push over and giving in to the temper tantrum) spoiled baby boy for sure. Giant fighter of naps, but will be found fallen asleep in the oddest of places (because he tends to hide when Azira mentions the dreaded N.A.P word) It wouldn’t be uncommon to see Crowley do things like running around as Azira just strolls behind yelling at him to stay in sight and not to go too far on walks. At the end of the day after Azira manages to pull Lil Crow into his lap a bed time story is read. Half the time it results in Azira falling asleep half way though reading because he’s exhausted. Surprisingly this is the easiest way of getting Crow to fall asleep (sometimes Aziraphale will pretend to fall asleep) because Crowley will just cuddle and finally go to sleep. Aziraphale will pull him into a cuddle to read though out the day, even if he has to deal with a squirmy brat who claims not to want to read no “stupid” book. After a couple minutes he settles down... and then starts asking the questions (Why he do dat? Wat next?) Azira has learned if he wants to get Crowley to behave a little to start reading a interesting chapter book and hold the next chapter hostage for good behavior (of course though out the next hour Crow will be questioning what happens next in the book and what not)

Lucifer (Tied with Aziraphale with me)

First I need to explain why, since it’s not as clear as Azira. Biggest reason, the way he talks to Crow when not mad. HE CALLED CROW DARLING! I will never stop not believing that Lucifer doesn’t have some affection (not romantic) for Crowley. I personally believe Lucifer is the sheer reason Crowley is such a high up there demon. He’s not a duke or anything like that, but that’s because he’s seen as much higher than that. Beelzebub is only prince of hell because Crowley DOESN’T want to lead the demons. He has no interested in it.

Now why does Lucifer like Crowley? My headcanon is the way he fell. Unlike other demons who were corrupted in some way (for their desire to rule, to fight or etc) Crowley wasn’t fully part of the rebellion. He didn’t mean to fall. As an angel our favorite snake man had questions. He didn’t fall with a crash, but rather a slow painful fall, all because he was too curious for his own good. The short answer was God had placed a curse if you will on our Crowley. Every question, every disobedient his feathers would be burnt black. Slowly, as if that would make him stop. But, it had done the opposite made him question more, if god was so good why hurt him this way just because he wasn’t like the others? One day, when his wings were fully black, he tried to return back to Heaven from one of his sneaky trips out, to find he could no longer enter. He had been kicked out and he hadn’t even known it. With no where else to go, Lucifer was there for him.

Lucifer saw himself in Crowley, an angel unfairly punished. His only true crime had been wanting free will like the humans, Crowley’s was being too curious for his own good. Unlike other fallen angels his “fall” didn’t turn Crowley against god, didn’t make him want to destroy God’s work like many many demons before him. Crowley just wanted to have fun. And that’s what Lucifer promised him. He gifted the fallen angel with the ability to turn into a snake (which had the side effect of turning his eyes snake like when he was in his more human form) This form would help him keep hidden from God, and he would be allowed to do what he wanted on Eden. One day as he watched the humans, Crowley noticed something. Adam and Eve were pretty stupid. It wasn’t their fault. He watched them get hurt the same way over and over, but they never changed what they did. So he asked Lucifer about it, Luci reasoned it was because they did not know better, humans weren’t as smart as they were. The forbidden fruit, was the fruit of knowledge if Crowley got them to eat it, then they would be able to learn and be smart like they were. So he tempted Eve to eat the fruit. His only real be act of “evil”

Now that my little backstory is out of the way, lets talk about Lucifer’s relationship with Little Crow. Luci loves to spoil him, never EVER gets crossed with him for his questions. With Lucifer however Crowley is less of a brat, he doesn’t tend to have tantrums but when he does, Lucifer is able to be very firm with him. Surprisingly (or maybe not so shockingly) the first fallen angel is a great dad. He never punishes Crowley unfairly, his main forms of punishment is time outs or talking it out. If he’s mad Lucifer will try his best to calm down before dealing with Crow. Because he doesn’t want to be a bad parent like god was (in his opinion) Crow loves showing Lucifer cool human things. Lucifer himself loves seeing Crowley “evil” acts. Which most the time is just frankly adorable (Like when he made Halloween as a birthday gift, even though they didn’t really have birthdays. Halloween is still his favorite act of evil Crowley has done. Creating a holiday in which human adults are forced to buy candy for random children or else said children will try to destroy their homes... yes that was very amusing)

Lil Crow with his Papa Luci, is a very good boy (most the time) who just sometimes forgets the rules (he can’t help it) and ALWAYS has another question for his Papa (who in return always has the answers and never just tell him because god made it that way or scold him for asking questions) his age range is 1 to 2 years old. 

Also Lucifer has 2 forms, one that is more human like and his “Satan” form. Which he only enters when he’s trying to scare demons (or humans I guess even) or when he’s very angry. If he’s too angry he will cause demons and (fallen angels in Crowley’s case) to be in pain. This isn’t something he can control and if it effects Crow, he will feel terrible about it later.

Madam Tracy (At least a aunt, grandma, or nanny)

First I love Tracy okay? She’s a doll and just so sweet. Second have you seen that room full of stuffed animals? You can’t tell me she doesn’t mommy a few of her clients that just need to be taken care of.

She has an odd effect on him, with her he can be a well behave 3 year old to an adorable 1 year old just depending on the day.

Tracy will NOT take Crowley’s misbehaving and is one of the few people who can get Crow to be a good little boy for her. Even if that has to involve spankings and a grumpy Crow who is only eating his Veggies so Tracy doesn’t get mad. Yes Tracy does spank little Crow. BUT, she makes sure to do it a proper way. Where she explains why he’s being spanked and never do it too hard or longer than it should and she will never spank any regressor while mad. She’s doesn’t believe in spoiling Crow. Instead he has a reward chart where he will only be allowed to get a new toy (or whatever) if he is a good boy and behaves.

She loves taking Crow out for walks and taking him on errands something other CGs would never think was possible. But, Crow knows if he doesn’t behave Tracy isn’t shy about giving him a spanking in front of the whole store. If he’s being too loud or “rude” with his words she’ll put his pacifier in his mouth for some hush time. Which is rather embarrassing or rather making him feel littler and shyer, which makes Crow behave right away. When they are out Tracy doesn’t need to use a leash (Unless he’s been very naughty and not listening before they left) because one of her rules is to hold hands while in public.

This all being said, Crow will break rules at times, sometimes instead of being punished Tracy will take his “big boy” privileges because clearly he’s too little to remember the rules. This is true a lot of the times. Around Tracy if he’s breaking rules he might just be too little to remember them he gets distracted and forgets the rules a lot when he’s on the younger side.

While she could be Crowley’s mommy I see her more as a aunt or nanny (most the time with Aziraphale being his main cg) If this is the case he loves his Auntie even if she’s more strict than his daddy Azira. Aziraphale on the other hand is just amazed to see Crow actually behaving for once. He didn’t even know that was possible. Tracy has tried to help Aziraphale be more strict but the angel doesn’t have the heart for it.

The reason she gets up here instead of other characters because I love Madam Tracy and she’s very important LOL even if she’s not a full time CG to Crow

Other Characters as babysitters for Lil Crow

Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse only if his main cg is Lucifer,

Pollution / Polly as Crow would call them would be the babysitter who just gives Crow a Ipod to watch cartoons on and feed him junk food until Luci was back.

Famine and Crow do NOT get along he does NOT like this “stupid” head and will make babysitting him very hard. Famine tries his best to get the brat to behave. But, nether likes each other at all. (This being said Famine would never harm Crow when he’s little, the brat might be a brat, but he’s not going to hurt him) Famine will try however to dump Crow off to any of the other four if he can

War is pretty active with Crow, and will play with him. Of course these games are often play fighting with toy swords or toy guns. She’s pretty fun and his second favorite of the horsemen

Death is Crow’s favorite babysitter out of the 4. They are good at comforting him when he misses his Papa Luci (even if his face is a little scary) he likes cuddling up to his cloak which actually smells like flowers (funeral flowers but still) He also likes Death voice and likes him reading to him because it’s very soothing. They also play video games and Death is really good at it, but will also bring Crow’s character back to life because he’s very not good at video games.

Newton Pulsifer only if his main cg is AziraphaleHe’s a very silly man who is just as bad at babysitting as he is with computers, he’s read the books he knows what he should do. But, it never seems to work. But, that’s okay because Crow finds him funny and is willing to take pity help him.

Anathema Device only if his main cg is Aziraphale While she’s good at babysitting Crow finds her kind of boring. She can be good at playing sometimes but he prefers Newton cause he’s silly! (Luckily they often babysit together)

I DON’T use these characters as potential CGs (for Crow)

Dragon, Ligur, Hastur and Beelzebub because I personally believe they would be rather abusive and scary for Crow when he’s in his headspace. (Unless someone is able to change my mind) These demons have all shown distaste and disgust for Crow. Honestly I don’t think any demon likes Crowley in general (my personal headcanon is the only reason Crowley seems so high up in the ranks and people don’t just feed him to a hell hound by now is because Lucifer has a soft spot for the fallen angel)

Gabriel, or any Other Angels because the angels are pretty mean (Specially Gabriel) I feel like similar to the demons they would end up being rather abusive. I really don’t see any positive CG traits in them (Unless someone can change my mind)

or Shadwell.... because.....I don’t really like Shadwell? Unlike demons or angels I don’t think he would be abusive or anything, I just don’t like his character and don’t naturally have ideas to write for him. (I mean if  someone brought me a really cute headcanon than maybe a there is literally no one else available babysitter but never his full time CG)

Or any Kid Characters... because it would be weird for all child character to be his CG (Now I’m not saying Little Crow can’t play with them. I have some cute ideas of Crow following the them into the woods trying to play with the big kids and them accepting his company because he’s just so eager to play with them like a excited little puppy.

[ghosttransmissions]

ooh how about 30 then!

30. three songs you really want your followers to know (for reasons other than all those above)

ooh this is tough! off the top of my head:

yellow is the color of her eyes by Soccer Mommy. This song just came out and its super pretty, the artist wrote it about missing her mom when she’s on tour and feeling like she’s losing time. Its very lovely and bittersweet and really well written in my opinion.

Dat Boi by the Naked Giants. I chose this one bc I love the Naked Giants and want them to get more recognition and also because i love that theres a song called Dat Boi ( i know its an old meme let me live my life)

Free Will at Ease by Skating Polly. This song I(and everything by this band) is honestly just a jam and it popped into my head as something I want to recommend to people. Also I was introduced to the girls in this band in person by Evan Nestor (frank iero’s brother in law and the guitarist in fiatfv) which is one of the very few interesting stories I have about myself lmao

[low-budget-mulan]

1-155

This is going to be long. So it’s going under.

1: Full name

Sara [REDACTED]2: Age

22 1/23: 3 Fears

Caterpillars, rolly pollies, idk?4: 3 things I love

my niece, my job, my friends5: 4 turns on

nice, caring, strong, able to cook6: 4 turns off

any of the guys I have been in relationships with lol7: My best friend

I have many. Brandon, kelsey, renee8: Sexual orientation

straight 9: My best first date

I mean. All my first dates were ok? Like the last 2 guys I dated I had a lot of fun. We ate and laughed and talked about memes. 10: How tall am I

5 ft 6 in11: What do I miss

My niece12: What time were I born

*was         idk like 2 pm?

13: Favourite color

purple14: Do I have a crush

nah fam. Aint nobody got time for dat 15: Favourite quote

”be not afraid” 16: Favourite place

Mammoth/june mountain, disneyland, yosemite17: Favourite food

My grandma’s cooking. Always. 18: Do I use sarcasm

Nooooo. Why would I do that (i was being sarcastic. And yes) 19: What am I listening to right now

Slime rancher home screen music 20: First thing I notice in new person

face21: Shoe size

1222: Eye color

brown23: Hair color

^24: Favourite style of clothing

hobo with a job 25: Ever done a prank call?

yes27: Meaning behind my URL

brandon insulted me. I agreed 

28: Favourite movie

Totoro, book of life, home, Christopher Robin29: Favourite song

idk??30: Favourite band

WAL31: How I feel right now

Sleepy after getting off a 38 hour shift32: Someone I love

My niece33: My current relationship status

Married to my job I guess. 34: My relationship with my parents

There is one at least35: Favourite holiday

CHRISTMAS36: Tattoos and piercing i have

Be not afraid on my arm. No piercings 37: Tattoos and piercing i want

Verso L’Alto, and some others38: The reason I joined Tumblr

neighbor made me one 

39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?

I don’t hate him. I am hurt. But he decided to not want to be friends at all. I would have still loved to be friends with him, even though we didn’t work out. 40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

no41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?

My cousin? no 

42: When did I last hold hands?

idk? many moons ago 43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?

depends if I shower. If I shower then 30 mins. If not then 10 

44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days?

No I don’t have to shave my legs. 45: Where am I right now?

in bed46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?

My friend renee. But I have never been drunk before because I am not a lightweight and I also know how to say no. Why would I intentionally want to make myself sick. 47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?

depends where I am and how I am feeling 

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?

yes, because I make minimum wage as a first responder and can’t afford to live on my own. 49: Am I excited for anything?

Not being on night shift anymore XD currently dying from it and need a break.

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?

Brandito51: How often do I wear a fake smile?

Whenever a patient or random person starts creeping on me. 52: When was the last time I hugged someone?

I hugged My niece so many times today 53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?

I would tell him to go away. But like that’s just because I am mad at him. He can kiss whoever he wants. I don’t care. I don’t own him. He is his own person. 54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?

My friend Sam 55: What is something I disliked about today?

not sleeping all day 56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

idk?57: What do I think about most?

My niece and how much I miss her. and wanting to move out 58: What’s my strangest talent?

I don’t have any 59: Do I have any strange phobias?

caterpillars and rolly pollies 60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

behind 61: What was the last lie I told?

idk? Probably something I said to a patient? 62: Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

online63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

no64: Do I believe in magic?

no65: Do I believe in luck?

no66: What’s the weather like right now?

sunny 7767: What was the last book I’ve read?

Emerald Dodge’s battlecry Series. 68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?

makes my physically sick69: Do I have any nicknames?

Low Budget Mulan, Sa’a, Scara, Hoe70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?

uhhhhhh My back? and also my wrists and neck. But this is all from work and having to lift heavy patients. 71: Do I spend money or save it?

both. But I need to start saving more 

72: Can I touch my nose with a tounge?

yea73: Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me?

bubble gum tape 

74: Favourite animal?

idk75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM?

working.76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is?

doesnt have one 77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?

idk78: How can you win my heart?

memes, food, money79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?

”guess I’ll Die”80: What is my favorite word?

idk81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr

i don’t have any 82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?

Ambulances are not a taxi service and your stubbed toes are not emergencies. Pay first responders more. 83: Do I have any relatives in jail?

not that I know of. 84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?

super sarcasm probably? idk? flight? invisibility? super strength?85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

this one 86: What is my current desktop picture?

default picture87: Had sex?

no, just waffles88: Bought condoms?

no89: Gotten pregnant?

no90: Failed a class?

many91: Kissed a boy?

yes92: Kissed a girl?

no93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?

cant remember94: Had job?

many95: Left the house without my wallet?

yep96: Bullied someone on the internet?

just my sister97: Had sex in public?

no, just waffles98: Played on a sports team?

yes99: Smoked weed?

no100: Did drugs?

crack is wack101: Smoked cigarettes?

ew no102: Drank alcohol?

heck yea103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan?

no I dont hate myself104: Been overweight?

yes105: Been underweight?

no106: Been to a wedding?

yes107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?

yes108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?

yes109: Been outside my home country?

yes110: Gotten my heart broken?

ye111: Been to a professional sports game?

I’ve worked them 112: Broken a bone?

yes113: Cut myself?

yes114: Been to prom?

no115: Been in airplane?

yes116: Fly by helicopter?

no117: What concerts have I been to?

Many118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?

no119: Learned another language?

pig latin120: Wore make up?

ye121: Lost my virginity before I was 18?

no122: Had oral sex?

ew no 123: Dyed my hair?

yes124: Voted in a presidential election?

yes125: Rode in an ambulance?

Bruh. I work in one. I drive that bitch126: Had a surgery?

yes127: Met someone famous?

Many famous sports people and some others 128: Stalked someone on a social network?

every day 129: Peed outside?

yes130: Been fishing?

yes131: Helped with charity?

yes132: Been rejected by a crush?

no because I never make the first move. And I never tell someone I like them unless they have said they liked me first 133: Broken a mirror?

lol ye134: What do I want for birthday?

money135: How many kids do I want and what will be their names?

many. Idk?136: Was I named after anyone?

no137: Do I like my handwriting?

sometimes138: What was my favourite toy as a child?

furby and my doll139: Favourite Tv Show?

idk140: Where do I want to live when older?

yosemite, june mountain, mammoth, japan 141: Play any musical instrument?

no142: One of my scars, how did I get it?

on my hand, My mom poured hot caramel on me. 143: Favourite pizza toping?

pepperoni144: Am I afraid of the dark?

no145: Am I afraid of heights?

no146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?

no 147: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

My whole life148: What I’m really bad at

everything149: What my greatest achievments are

nothing150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me

some stuff my mom has said 151: What I’d do if I won in a lottery

move out and buy a house and save the rest 152: What do I like about myself

nothing 153: My closest Tumblr friend

brandito and kelsey 154: Something I fantasise about

having a family 155: Any question you’d like?

rood 

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“Starring Opposite You” recap, aka a monster-length post

This is really long, and it’s me just rambling a bunch of dumb stuff about the night with video links to the songs, so I’m being courteous and inserting a readmore link, because I have no idea how the formatting is gonna come out by the time I’m done. XD

But guys. I got to see Ashley and Jeremy in concert together and it was incredible, and I got to see them afterward too. ^_^

Enjoy!

Ok, far as venues go, Sony Hall is gorgeous. It was cramped seating, but the venue itself was amazing. I got exactly two pictures of it and then my battery died. XD

Before the concert started, @hisloveconsumesme (my amazing traveling buddy who somehow managed to keep this ragamuffin in line) and I were sitting at these long tables that stretched out from the stage toward the back of the venue, so we had to turn sideways for the show.

So. Directly across the room from us was a little round table near the wall, and lo and behold seated there was none other than Melissa Benoist, Jeremy’s costar and the lead from Supergirl, who is on Broadway herself for a limited engagement in Beautiful and came to support her friend for a night of fun. She wasn’t exactly hiding and people kept coming up to get pictures with her and she was very sweet to all of them.

We kept watching that side of the room and by the end of the night almost the whole Squad had shown up so that it was Melissa, Kara Lindsay (JJ’s costar from Newsies) and her husband Kevin Massey, and Corey Cott (Bandstand, and JJ’s replacement in Newsies) and his wife Meg, and the queen herself: Laura Osnes (Bandstand, Cinderella, JJ’s costar in Bonnie and Clyde, and Ashley’s competition/friend from Grease Live). It was so fun not only seeing two of my faves on stage as a fan, but seeing my other faves there enjoying and reacting to everything as friends.

Ok but the songs:

Ashley and Jeremy came out and with zero introduction, they just stood on opposite sides of the stage facing one another, never giving the audience a bit of notice, unlit at the corners of the stage, and sang Castro’s “Automatic” 

They stepped closer to each other through the whole song until they were right in front of each other, and then they danced together, and then they spun around and faced the audience for the first time. It may have been my favorite song of the night and this is the only clip I think any one snagged of it, but it was so cute the way they staged it, I love them.

Melissa waved at Ashley from the audience and Ashley smiled so big and waved excitedly back, like how cute.

Then they introduced themselves (”in case you all came to the wrong place” Jeremy joked to the packed room) and gave a little background of what they’ve been in and how the night was their own little celebration of all they’ve done on stage and together and got to talking about how they will get the other person’s showtunes stuck in their head for days. Ashley burned JJ on having to listen to Newsies and Smash back-to-back and honestly they just roasted each other for a bit.

They talked so long about wanting to be in something together, they got tired of waiting so that’s why they did the concert: “Starring Opposite You.”

They had a script. They woefully went off script. They would do 'impromptu' jokes and then be like “this is in the script” and “now it’s your line” and honestly I can’t with these dorks.

Ben Rauhala was shaking his head at them from his keyboard 90% of the entire night, especially when Jeremy said “We didn’t rehearse!” and Ben was 100% done with Mom and Dad.

And then they started singing a medley of all their standards, except that Ashley was singing JJ’s songs and Jeremy was singing her’s ohmygosh

AND IT WAS HYSTERICAL BUT ALSO HOLY HECK GUYS ASHLEY IS SO GOOD.

ASHLEY SLAYED “Moving Too Fast” and “Raise A Little Hell” and “Broadway Here I Come” and “Santa Fe.” Like, don’t think this is anything less than a compliment, but I’ve pretty much come to expect phenomenal performances by Jeremy at this point, but there is not nearly enough content for Ashley AND SHE’S SO GOOD, I CAN’T STOP GEEKING OUT ABOUT IT. I need a cast album with her yesterday.

Jeremy was ‘offended’ that Ashley was doing choreography while he was singing so during “When You Got, Flaunt It” he shouted “Now for the dance!” and started to go for it and Ashley immediately went “No!” and stopped him. XD XD Heaven bless her.

Everybody screamed so loud for Bonnie and Clyde, these are my people.

Please please please, the part at the end where she’s singing “Santa Fe” in Jack Kelly’s accent. I don’t know if that was planned or not because Jeremy was dying on stage and had to fight so hard to get control back for his next bit, send help. XD XD XD

And yeah Jeremy sang “Harden My Heart” and “Hopelessly Devoted” so. um. heck.

He was such a huge dork the whole time, I don’t even know what to say, except to point out that at one point early on - I don’t remember exactly which of his antics got this reaction but does it honestly matter - I looked over and Corey’s wife Meg was doubled over with laughter while simultaneously covering her face with her hands in shame like “please. I don’t know this man. I swear.”

They did a scene from Rock of Ages and sang “High Enough” because they were both in it but not at the same time, so they played their characters opposite each other and it was great. XD

Featuring! Jeremy explaining to the audience he was holding a cassette tape, and Ashley then throwing it on the ground. XD

How did she fall in love with him when he was doing this role, I don’t know, but maybe it’s a good thing because at least she knew what she was in for.

Those harmonies though.

Then JJ grabbed a guitar and talked about old songs he wrote growing up and the whole bit cracked the entire room up

and this video has slightly better audio but without the intro.

Let me just tell you, as someone who taught guitar to middleschoolers for four years: that Green Day song is somehow always the one boys teach themselves on their own and I don’t get it.

AND THEN!!!!

ok ok ok ok ok Jeremy Jordan asdfghjkl singing the love song he wrote to Ashley and their future family, aka “Memories of Loving You”, aka “Ashley’s Song” - THE ACTUAL TITLE, aka my most favorite thing he maybe has ever done alkjfshldfijksdfjhleiudzfknv,fhslidvdxkvnd *broke*

They talked about Riley a lot. Like a lot a lot.

They joked that every time Riley was mentioned, everyone had to take a shot, but Ashley added that you needed to get someone to carry/drive you home. XD

There was a slideshow presentation of all of Riley’s nicknames and I honestly don’t remember most of them (kicking myself over that, because they were wild) but it was everything from like “Ri-ri” and “Riley Bear” to completely different names to long complicated made-up words that didn’t even make any sense - and there were like 30 of these. Most of them were dubbed by Ashley.

I could see Jeremy’s eyebrows doing The Thing while he sang from where I sat. XD

Jeremy was such a Dad because he kept getting distracted by the fact that the slideshow wasn’t keeping up.

I don’t remember which song it was around but Ashley had videos of her as like a three year old toddling around and singing, and this girl already had it from that age, and it was adorable.

The whole night felt like a chance for them to not only star opposite each other, but to swap places. Ashley was showcasing in every performance and song, being silly, but also very much bringing her a-game. Incredible. Jeremy on the other hand, was so incredibly laidback and goofy the whole night, this was the performance from a guy who knows he has nothing to prove and was just enjoying the moment and probably enjoying showing off Ashley for a bit because he never shuts up about how gorgeous and talented she is anyway, and he’s RIGHT.

Ashley talked about how much she was grateful for all the roles she’s gotten to do, but they’ve mostly been pop rock musicals and not anything classical, and so she sang “Can’t Help Lovin’ Dat Man” from Showboat

Someone cast her in something quick

And give us a cast recording

I’m begging you.

The Waitress medley. (!!!!!!!!!!)

I can’t.

@hisloveconsumesme kept grabbing me excitedly and if I had been behind her I would have been doing the same thing but basically I couldn’t take my attention off the stage long enough. We were living. Cast them in Waitress too. ;) ;) ;)

Ashley’s so perfect.

I have no words.

Except! Watch Jeremy stand back and be completely enthralled while Ashley is singing “What Baking Can Do.” You could feel the waves of admiration coming off that stage mixing with that coming from the audience.

Now go back and watch it again just to listen to her.

The part during “Bad Idea” where they go “you have a wife / you have a husband” and just shrug and laugh at each other like “yeah: you.” XD XD XD

He did “Run Away With Me”

probably the best he’s ever done it

especially after making a whole point about never doing it because of always messing it up lol.

Also the bit about the pie at the beginning might be what was embarrassing poor Meg Cott.

He did not share the pie.

Ashley singing “Embraceable You” was so precious??

ohmyword listen to her

I’m so uPSET I didn’t get to see her play Polly. *flops*

Literally everything they did was love songs, even when the other person wasn’t on stage for it. Jeremy kept popping back onstage saying things like “aw, you mean me?!” and Ashley just rolled her eyes at him.

These dorks. The 90′s Medley story is great, but what are they doing though, what...what are they.

90s kid me was having flashbacks

EVERYONE CLAPPED AT THE PART and it made Ashley so happy. XD

While Ramin will forever and always be my favorite Jean Valjean, Jeremy came out of freaking left field and sang “Bring Him Home” ????! for us as his final song, complete with a little story intro for his experience with the song.

I was seriously concerned by the fact that he wasn’t taking nearly enough breaths for this piece and I don’t know how he did it skjdflhajdfa

also he can go play that role any time he wants even though I never would have said I wanted it before the concert.

Oh, and when he finished, I glanced over at where Kara Lindsay was sitting and she was crryyyyyyyyyinngg AND I HAD BEEN FINE UP TO THAT POINT BUT HECK. SAME GIRL. SAME.

Seriously.

This is from the second night

Enjoy it all over again.

Ashley’s final song was “Stranger to the Rain” from Children of Eden, and gosh I need to stop forgetting how much I adore Schwartz’ music, so yeah, basically just listen to this and weep.

#PancakeHands

She is so pretty and talented, I’m sorry I’ll stop saying that.

They forgot to introduce the band until the last song lol. Jeremy kept making jokes about how we should all come back the second night because they would get it right then. XD

The final medley of the night was from a bunch of classic musicals, favorites of the Jordans, and wOW.

Medley featuring: “Our Children” from Ragtime, “Follow Your Heart" from Urinetown, “As Long As You’re Mine” from Wicked, “Come What May” from Moulin Rouge, and “Suddenly Seymour” from Little Shop of Horrors.

I think Corey (and Melissa) laughed at every single dumb thing Jeremy did - the “Agony” video sums up their entire relationship I’m pretty sure -except when they went into “As Long As You’re Mine” and Corey’s little Wicked fanboy heart could hardly contain himself.

The whole night I couldn’t decide who I should be watching or when, because when Jeremy was singing, Ashley was still in full performance mode and being brilliant and hysterical and occasionally reverting to expressions of “you utter nerd what are you doing.” On the other hand, whenever Ashley was singing, Jeremy literally stepped back and just watched her like there was no one else in the room and not only like he was watching his favorite singer, but like she was the entirety of his universe and askjflhdjfdf - I can’t with them. Seriously, when you watch the youtube clips, watch the other person during the duets and you’ll see what I mean.

He kept reaching for Ashley’s hand the whole night.

Like, seriously, they held hands so much and it was so cute.

Ashley is such a good dancer. Jeremy used all five of his moves. XD She kept throwing him off by dancing and also giving him A Look if he tried to follow suit.

They came back for an encore and sang “You’re All I Need to Get By”

If I remember correctly they said this was the song they danced to at their wedding, and there was a full slide show of pictures of them (I feel like the slideshow was earlier in the night but if it was, I don’t remember which song, so unless I can see the screens from someone else’s youtube videos lol)

AND JEREMY FORGOT THE LYRICS. “ready for you” he says - NO YOU WEREN’T, JJ. Ashley and Ben kept trying to get him on track and he was so lost. XD

He was embarrassed and did the little double-over-giggling-to-hide-his-face thing I did a gifset of months ago.

Ashley held up her hand with her wedding band while singing “dedicate my life to you.”

I love them.

Standing Ovation.

Ok

But

At the end of the night:

After we applauded as loud as we could and laughed and cried.

We went and stood in line, because we had VIP tickets, and we waited for forever and chatted about the show and how incredible it was.

And then we get into this little green room in the back of the venue, and Ashley and Jeremy were taking pictures and saying hi to everyone one at a time. So I go in first, and someone before me had accidentally left their bag on the floor just inside, so JJ and Ashley were very concerned about getting it returned. Person, if you’re reading this, I hope you got your stuff back, but like, I also have a small bone to pick with you, and not actually because I totally tripped upon walking in. Jeremy and Ashley were both all “oh! careful!” (a direct quote from both of them), and very sweet about it lol. Thankfully it was only a little trip and I just laughed it off. XD So we got in and we took each other’s pictures getting a Jordan sandwich hug, and yes Jeremy really is that short, and I’m ashamed to say my brain was thinking “ohmygosh he’s so short” at the very minute I tripped over the bag.

Ashley kind of took over the little meet and greet, because naturally JJ had reverted to his shy off-stage self, and I was actually really okay with that because a) I was slightly concerned people would be all over Jeremy and ignore her and that wasn’t the case at all and b) it was much easier to focus on her and not be an awkward fangirl lol.

We told them “thank you, for everything” (at least, I think so, I was totally not focused at all at that point), and both of them were just so kind and actually thanked us for coming, and hisloveconsumesme got to chat with Ashley for a minute too as the next people where coming in and talking to JJ.

And then that was that. We left. We almost stopped to talk to Ben, but he was talking with a bunch of other people, and we were tiiiiiired. XD

So yeah. I’m sure I’ve forgotten half the night.

But this post is huge anyway. XD

It was a very good night.

@youtube user ren598, idk if you have a tumblr but I owe you for getting all these videos. There are some videos from other people there and from the second night, but these are my favorites, bless you.

Bless Ben Rauhala as well. Idk what the Broadway community would be without him, the King Medley Maker. I love him.

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Chapters: 45/? Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Jean Kirstein, mentions of Hannes, mentions of other characters, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman, Hitch Dreyse, Jean Kirstein's Mother, Jean Kirstein's Father, Jean Kirstein's Grandmother, Mentions of them anyways, Zoe Hanji, Marco Bott, Annie Leonhart, Reiner Braun, Bertolt Hoover, Sasha Blouse, Connie Springer, Aurluo, Petra, Dr. Jaeger Additional Tags: I'll tag more with each chapter, don't want to give out too much yet, Swearing, Jean is a professor, Jean's POV, He has a kitty that makes him worry, A lot - Freeform, He's also a dork, Nerd sense of humor, Join the madness, The Hobo is an SNK character, We learn about him when Jean does, Mentions of weapons, can't be too careful, mute character, Jean knows sign language, bless him, Mentions of Blood, Panic Attacks, Lore - Freeform, some homophobic actions, anger and actions, Jean has a lot of feelings ok?, Modern AU, This is going to have SO many tags, Magic!AU, monsters abound, supernatural!AU, witch!AU, medical talk, Blood, Fighting, Action, PTSD, ? - Freeform, witch!jean, Witch!Marco, witch!Sasha, hunter!Connie, Ghost!Mikasa, witch!armin, Slow Burn, possible polly, if I can get it right, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Angst, And Lots of It, but also happy times too, because I love happy times, Moblit is a psychic and can read thoughts, tagging because I can, restraint who dat, Mind Control, Torture, kind of, Levi's not nice when people hurt his family, definitely polly now, i figured it out, everyone has nick names for Jean, It's Ridiculous, I've given up on this not being a dark fic, it's dark there's no denying it now, but there's fluff too because I have to even it out before I make myself sad, There will be a happy ending, I can't handle it otherwise, but at the same time it's my job to make you feel, enjoy the wide range of feels my lovelies, daddy levi, mommy Petra, parental Hanji, Near Death Experiences, death stuff, vision quest?, finally have some answers, and a live Jean, and that poly I had planned and built up for way too long, me and my damn slow burns, part of the reason why I write so slowly, I'm sorry you have gotten used to it, THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME, I love adore and appreciate all of you, Knowledge bombs, Jean keeps having his mind blown, plot twists?, Plot Twists, Imma say yes, Cuddles, Fina-freakin-LY, Death, Violence, Mentions of Rape, Animal Violence, Murder, so much blood, Nightmares, Flashbacks, Survivor Guilt, Unintentional Self Harm, I swear it has a happy ending I promised you one, It just takes a lot of crap to get there first, extreme depictions of blood, extreme depictions of violence, extreme depictions of animal violence, depictions of death and the feeling of dying, mentions of rape and sex working, a n g s t, After care, Supportive Relationship, Supportive Partners, get that comfort in him boys, evil scientist, Past Child Abuse, Past Child Endangerment, rescues and the like, so many rescues, healing must be made Summary:

Jean is just a normal guy going through a normal life with normal problems. Then he meets Bob.

 EDIT 07/2021: This fic is not abandoned, I'm just stupid slow, I'm sorry

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A New Home WIP

Here's what I wrote of this so far. There is a LOT l have yet to write. So much so, that I've been debating on splitting this up in to multiple parts.

Also this story is part of a long series of stories I already wrote, so context is important in order to understand what's going on. You can read what I've written so far here.

But if that's way too long (I don't blame you), here's a TLDR: There was a Raposa family living in Rapoville that comprised of a mom (Nixie), a dad (Bob), a son (Hunter), and a daughter (Polly). Hunter for a while was secretly going to the twilite woods on his own. Polly eventually found out Hunter's secret, and threatened to tell on him if he didn't let her go with him through the forest gate to see the twilite woods. When the two went into the twilite woods, a flyin rabbit doll attacked Polly and cursed her into making a flyin rabbit doll (which she named Bongo). After a big argument between Hunter and Polly, Hunter ran to the twilite woods. But the darkness around Rapoville was getting worse, and ended up trapping Hunter in the forest gate region (he's fine, he'll go on to live with the Baki there. Nobody knows that though). Nobody knows where Hunter was except Polly, and she was extremely guilty about it. She tried to enter the darkness to try rescuing him, but was caught by Cricket. But when she noticed she dropped Bongo right next to the expanding wall of darkness, she ran up to get it (risking her life in the process, which resulted in Bongo absorbing a lot of loving energy). But Cricket managed to save her from the darkness. Eventually the darkness gets so bad that Polly and her parents are forced to move out of the village (via the bridge).

This story picks up with them moving through the snow gate region into the forest gate region, and them having to deal with a new temporary home. Also a bunch of other stuff, especially Bongo stuff, but I didn't get to that part yet. 😭

The actual WIP is under the read more.

It wasn't before long until the Raposa family wandered into the snowy fields. At first the snow barely dusted the grass beneath their feet, but eventually the snow became almost knee deep. It was a good thing Polly thought of bringing blankets with them. Even then, the three wished they had the time to change into warmer clothing.

Polly, while squeezing her dad's arm for support, shivered uncontrollably. "D-dad??? Why did-didn't we u-use the S-snow G-gate...?"

Nixie, who was also freezing, couldn't help but glare at her husband. "That's a g-good question, Polly! Bobby, why DIDN'T we use the snow g-gate?"

"Nghh..." 'How's this my fault? Movin dis way was YOUR idea...' As much as Bob wanted to say it out loud, he was much too tired to butt heads. Besides, after trudging through the snow for that long, you almost HAD to blame somebody. Though, if he didn't say anything, Nixie would freeze him to death before any snow could. "Well, if we w-went through the snow gate, we could've walked right i-into darkness. A-and dat wouldn't be fun, would it?"

Nixie, who was starting to remember her plan, felt her cheeks flush a little more than they already were. Though embarrassed, she welcomed the extra warmth on her face.

"B-but.... Why did-didn't we go to th-the dock?? A-and r-ride a boat somewhere?" Polly asked, hoping asking more questions would distract her from the cold.

Her mother shook her head. "N-no... We couldn't have done that. The d-darkness might've covered the dock by then..."

"M-might've!?! Y-you didn't k-know?!"

"I...I... Um... f-figured there wouldn't be any more boats sailing to and from there anyway... With all this darkness, of course... Of course...."

"Th... That... s-sounds..." Polly tried to call her mom out on her poor excuse, but she was just too frozen to speak.

"Dat sounds like a c-cra... crummy excuse, N-Nix.."

Nixie turned her head toward Bob in confusion. "Wh...what? Are you saying, Bobby?"

Bob stared off into the distance. He longed to go back home and sleep in the warmth of his bed, but he knew that was impossible. "D-dere was no h-harm in checkin first... Ya k-knew dere was a chance of esc-cape dere.... W-what the Rapo stopped ya...?"

"Oh... U-um... You know, um..." 'Well, you didn't bother to check either! Why blame me...?' It took a moment for Nixie to regain some of her composure. She knew she was the only one planning anything out, and that Bob likely didn't even think of checking the docks in the heat of the moment. She actually thought about leaving the village by boat many times. But the one thing that stopped her every time was her fear. "...E-even if there was a way.... Th-there's no way to know what to expect... The o-other villages might be worse off than where we w-were.... There's no way... There's no way...." While she did fear the darkness in other villages, she did have one other small fear that she was afraid to admit. She was scared of returning to her parents after going missing for so long. 'Only Creator knows how those two would react...'

"...Y-ya got a point.... I haven't h-heard from Jack in a real long time... H-Hope he and the folks are alright in Lavasteam... N-nice.... hot..... L-Lavasteam...." 'Rapo... This snow is messin with our heads n' makin us lookin all ridiculous!'

Bob looked back toward Polly. She hadn't spoken for a while now, which was odd for her. On top of that, she was moving at a snail's pace, slowing everyone down as a result. "Polly? Ya doin okay?"

"..." Polly, shaking rapidly, fully relied on her father's arm for support. She had a hard time gathering her words and saying them out loud. She felt horrible. "D-dad....." She cried. "I...I can't feel my legs......."

"Dat can't be good.... Hang on..." Bob walked up to Nixie and handed her the clothes he was carrying. "Hold dis for a s-sec?"

"O-oh... Of... Of course..."

Bob then proceeded to lift Polly off the ground, and carry her in his arms. "Urk!" 'She's heavier than I remember!' "It's okay... you're o-okay... Y-you you're gonna be okay, okay?" He tried to reassure her, but it only seemed to make everything worse. 'Oh Creator, she's real cold....' As worried as Bob was, he knew he couldn't show too much concern. For all he knew, it would just jinx everything. "...Y-Ya got uhh... Um... Bangle with ya? Ah! I..! I m-meant...! B....Bon...Go?"

Polly, squeezing her stuffed friend in her arms, didn't even bother to correct her dad. Though the fact that he caught the mistake on his own really meant a lot to her. "Mhmm..."

"G-good. Dat's good... "

Nixie took the clothes that were handed to her and covered her daughter with them as if they were extra blankets. "There. H-hope that will help s-somehow..."

"Th-thank thank you..."

The three silently continued on their journey through the snow. The bitter wind brushed their cheeks. Eventually, the snow began to die down, and the air was less stiff. The knee-high snow turned into mere frost. Needless to say, everyone was relieved. The ice life is NOT a nice life.

The wide open snow fields slowly turned into a chilly forest. The trees were of a purplish hue and had seemingly no end to them. It was clear that they had entered the forest gate region.

Bob, now getting tired of carrying her around, set Polly down by one of the many trees. "There ya go. Are ya feelin any better?"

Polly slowly nodded. "Y-yeah."

Nixie leaned down to feel Polly's arm. "She's still really cold..." She turned to her husband. "What should we do now?"

Bob looked up at the sky. It wouldn't be too long before it grew dark. "We gotta get some shelter. Can't rest out in da open..."

"Where are we going to find this shelter, anyhow?"

"We're gon have to build it from scratch... Don't expect nothin fancy, I don't got no tools to work with."

"That's fine... But..." She looked down at Polly before returning her gaze to Bob. "Are you going to be alright by yourself?"

Bob tried to reassure her with a smile. "I'll be good on my own. Don't worry bout me. Just worry bout her."

"...Okay. Just be back soon."

"I will." Bob stepped back from his family and got to work.

Now, Bob may be a carpenter, but he wasn't exactly experienced in wilderness survival. Lucky for the three Raposa, he managed to put a small shelter together out of branches and leaves. And for the restrictions he had, it was relatively spacious. Just big enough for everyone to lay in comfortably.

Nixie had Polly wrapped up in her arms. "How are you feeling, baby? Are you warmer now?"

Polly yawned. "Yeah. I'm okay. I think Bongo's a little tired though. Are you tired, Bongo?"

"..."

"Yeah... He's pretty tired..." Polly's eyes had grown heavy from the exhausting journey she had been through.

Nixie, who was tired as well, softly chuckled to herself. "It seems that you're tired too. How about we get ready for bedtime?"

"Yeah… Okay." Polly stretched.

"Are you well enough to get up on your own?"

"I think so..." Polly slowly started to get up off of the ground. Although her legs were a little wobbly from sitting too long.

Nixie reached out for her daughter in an attempt to stable her. "Are you alright?!"

"I'm okay! I'm okay! My legs are just sleepy."

"Come on, I'll help you over there." Nixie had her arm wrapped around Polly's body, helping to guide her to the makeshift home Bob had made. "Bobby! Is the shelter finished over there?"

Bob looked back at his wife, and sighed. "It's 'bout as done as it's gonna get... Hope it works just fine."

"It looks wonderful. Why don't you take a break and get some rest? It's been quite a long day."

"It is gettin pretty late, huh? Alright. I'll take a breather."

"That's what I wanted to hear! Besides, a good sleep in there will make the perfect test for the structure you made."

"That's true..."

Polly pulled her mother's arm toward the shelter. She was starting to get cranky from a lack of sleep. "Mooom... C'mon! We gotta go to bed! Bongo's really really tired!"

"Alright, Polly! Settle down! We're on our way. Why don't you go on ahead and get ready for dreamland?" Nixie suggested.

"Okay..." Polly yawned. "G'night...." She squeezed Bongo in her arms, and stepped inside.

Nixie glanced at her husband. "We should follow her."

Bob nodded. "Yeah, I guess we should..."

The two stepped inside the structure. The dirt floor was covered in a bedding of grass and leaves, which in turn was covered by the largest blanket they had brought. It was cozy to say the least.

Polly was already laying down, curled up underneath her very own blanket. She held onto her doll as tightly as she could. Her eyes were shut. As far as Nixie and Bob could tell, she was already fast asleep.

“She looks so peaceful…” Nixie whispered.

“Dat didn’t take very long at all, huh?”

“That journey must have drained all of the energy from her. I don’t believe I blame her.”

“Poor Polly… I sure hope all dat snow didn’t leave her sick…”

“I hope so too. She didn’t seem to be all that ill, just tired. ...I have faith that she’ll turn out alright.”

Bob sighed. “Rapo, what’d we do to deserve any of this? We lost nearly everythin, and now we gotta live in this… this… whatever this is!”

“You’re the one who built the shack… I don’t see why you’re the one complaining.” Nixie mumbled.

“...What was that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing. It doesn’t mean anything. It’s fine.” Nixie clearly sounded annoyed. “It’s not a permanent solution, anyhow… We’re not staying too long.”

“...Are you insulting my work?”

“Bobby, please.”

“No no, I get it. I understand! I don’t wanna live here either! Who da Rapo would? In fact, it’s so awful dat any normal Raposa would rather sleep outside on the dirt and die!”

“We may as well be…” Nixie muttered.

“Excuse me?! I worked real hard to set this up! All by myself with no tools, no help of any kind, and you’re talkin to me like that?! A lil while ago, you said it was fantastic. I worked the best that I could under these circumstances, and now you’re mad it ain’t good enough?!”

“Bobby, you know that isn’t what I meant.”

“Really? What else could you have meant by that?! I don’t understand anything you’re saying, Nix! First you said one thing, then you say the opposite? I don’t understand at all...” Bob crossed his arms and hung his head low. His eyes were starting to water in frustration. “...Explain to me, Nix. What’s wrong? What’d I do wrong? What the Rapo did I do to you to make you insult me like dat?!”

“Rapo, you didn’t do anything! Nothing is wrong! Why would you come to the conclusion that everything is your fault?! What the Rapo do you even think you did?”

“I-I dunno… I was just askin you that! Ya can’t just say ‘nothin is wrong’ right after complaining your rear off to me!”

“Well maybe I’m just feeling a little peeved.”

“Peeved?!”

“Of course I’m peeved! I didn’t want this! I didn’t want to be forced out of my home, I didn’t want to have to worry about whether or not we’ll make it out of this okay, and I surely didn’t want you to yell at me!”

“Yell at ya?! Nix, you’re da one dat started it!”

“Bobby, what the Rapo are you talking about? I didn’t start anything! You just got mad at me out of nowhere!”

“Out of- What?! I-I would never do dat to you! I would never yell or get mad at you for no reason!”

“Then why are you yelling at me right now then?”

“B-because... I’m mad because you insulted me!” He began to cry. “I’m mad because you decided to be mean at me for no reason! I’m mad… because I don’t understand why you would do that…”

“Bobby?”

“That… that really hurt, Nix… Why would you go and do that?”

“Bobby… I… I’m so sorry.” She gently lifted his chin up so she could see his face better. “I’m sorry.”

Bob looked at her and sniffled. “I don’t understand, Nix. I-I know it ain’t the best I’ve done, but you ain’t gotta be mean about it…”

“I wasn’t trying to be mean to you… I… I was just frustrated. And I ended up saying the wrong thing… I know that wasn’t right for me to snap like that, but… I’m sorry…”

“I know you’re sorry… I know you’re just stressed out. Dat just… really got to me for some reason. I-I’m sorry I overreacted.”

“Bobby… You didn’t overreact. It’s okay. It’s my fault for upsetting you.” She sighed. “We’re both just... frazzled from all of this. I understand.”

“...I forgive ya Nix. I know ya didn’t mean what you said.” He faintly smiled for a moment. “But… Dere’s somethin I don’t understand. Why’d ya say it looked good earlier? I don’t get it.”

“...You want me to be honest? I... was trying to be polite. I didn’t want something like this to happen. Especially not in front of Polly. ...Wait a minute. Polly!” She turned around to face Polly, hoping that she was fast asleep and didn’t hear anything they said.

Polly, who was watching the entire time, hid under her blanket once she got caught. ‘Rapo! She saw me!’ She then pretended to be sleeping, hoping that she wasn’t in trouble.

Nixie sighed and turned back to her husband. “We really need to pull ourselves together, don’t we?”

Bob nodded. “If I were her, I wouldn’t want my folks arguing over nothin… I’d want em to be happy. I’d wanna be sure that it’s all gonna be okay. ...We gotta do better for her.”

“You’re right. From now on, we have to stay positive. No matter what happens.”

“Of course. We gotta set an example. It’s what Polly deserves. It’s what Hunter deserves too.”

“...Yeah.”

“...I wonder if Hunter’s doin alright. Maybe… Maybe he’s alive somehow?”

“I don’t want to talk about Hunter...”

“Alright, I understand.”

The two stood there for a moment in awkward silence.

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Omggggggg I lurv you. You're so sweet to answer anons! Serious question though, do you think Bughead will be end game?? I know we're all hoping for it but realistically I feel like they always revert back to the basics, the first ship. I'm sure they'll break up at some point(dat drama)but if they make like a live triangle/square(lets not forget about Veronica) do you think it would even be conceivable to have them get back together?? Have so many questions and theories running through ma head!!!

Aw of course, anon, I love answering asks so feel free to shoot me a message about anything at any time! 

Okay so what I love about Betty starting a relationship with Jughead (you know, besides everything) is that she seemed to genuinely mature and grow since the first episode in ways that were authentic and beneficial to her character and the storyline as a whole. The way she was in the first and second episode - unsure of herself, timid, maybe even a little lost - was drastically altered as the episodes went on. A lot of that had to do with everything that was happening with Polly and the murder investigation, but a lot of that had to do with Jughead too. In a way I guess they’re one in the same if you think about it. With that being said, I don’t think there’s a single way they could spin a love triangle at this point that would make it so that it wouldn’t regress all Betty’s character growth from this season or hurt Jughead in any major way. If they did follow through with it, I don’t see there being a way for them to get back together that I would be okay with. It wouldn’t make sense to me with their characters and as much as I would want them to be together, it would just feel weird to me. Then again, I do think they would always be drawn to one another no matter what so there would just have to be some really, really good writing to get out of that mess lol

But to answer your first question - yes, I honestly think they are endgame. I haven’t seen a couple on a TV drama like this one who compliment one another’s similarities and differences in such a real way that mirrors their age and past experiences in a really long time and the way the writers are going with their storyline and how they are writing it makes me think (and hope) that they will always find their way back to one another. I’m very picky with the couples I become emotionally invested in so I was very cautious when going into Riverdale and picking my ship of choice. But the moment they first started working together at the Blue and Gold I had a feeling about them. I can’t really describe that feeling. But it hasn’t gone away since then and I don’t think it ever will. 

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Today I am delighted to open up the #booklove once more to celebrate the launch of Sandra Imrie’s new book, Connectedness. Happy publication dat Sandra and thanks for visiting my blog. Here’s a little more about Sandra and her books.

About Sandra

Sandra Danby is a proud Yorkshire woman, tennis nut and tea drinker. She believes a walk on the beach will cure most ills. Unlike Rose Haldane, the identity detective in her two novels, Ignoring Gravity and Connectedness, Sandra is not adopted.

Author links

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Connectedness

TO THE OUTSIDE WORLD, ARTIST JUSTINE TREE HAS IT ALL… BUT SHE ALWAYS HAS A SECRET THAT THREATENS TO DESTROY EVERYTHING

Justine’s art sells around the world, but does anyone truly know her? When her mother dies, she returns to her childhood home in Yorkshire where she decides to confront her past. She asks journalist Rose Haldane to find the baby she gave away when she was an art student, but only when Rose starts to ask difficult questions does Justine truly understand what she must face.

Is Justine strong enough to admit the secrets and lies of her past? To speak aloud the deeds she has hidden for 27 years, the real inspiration for her work that sells for millions of pounds. Could the truth trash her artistic reputation? Does Justine care more about her daughter, or her art? And what will she do if her daughter hates her?

This tale of art, adoption, romance and loss moves between now and the Eighties, from London’s art world to the bleak isolated cliffs of East Yorkshire and the hot orange blossom streets of Málaga, Spain.

A family mystery for fans of Maggie O’Farrell, Lucinda Riley, Tracy Rees and Rachel Hore.

About the ‘Identity Detective’ series

Rose Haldane reunites the people lost through adoption. The stories you don’t see on television shows. The difficult cases. The people who cannot be found, who are thought lost forever. Each book in the ‘Identity Detective’ series considers the viewpoint of one person trapped in this horrible dilemma. In the first book of the series, Ignoring Gravity, it is Rose’s experience we follow as an adult discovering she was adopted as a baby. Connectedness is the story of a birth mother and her longing to see her baby again. Sweet Joy, the third novel, will tell the story of a baby abandoned during The Blitz.

Amazon UK ~ Amazon US

Childhood Sweetheart Favourite book from childhood

Little Women by Louisa M Alcott. I guess, like so many women writers, I was motivated by Jo March’s determination to write, despite difficulties and opposition. I was quite sweet on Laurie and couldn’t believe he preferred Amy who I thought vain, superficial and spoiled. I still have my old Collins hardback, the sort with fragile thin paper; I love these books which make reading seem so special. Despite all the remakes, I still prefer the 1949 film – with Peter Lawford as Laurie, June Allyson as Jo and Elizabeth Taylor as Amy – I guess because it’s the one I watched as a child.

First love The first book you fell in love with

Swallows and Amazons by Arthur Ransome. I still love the series and have all the audio books on my iPod. Actually the first book of the series which I read was Pigeon Post, a present from my parents, and of course after that I collected them all. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve read them, always wanting to be a more imaginative John or less flaky Titty. I love their independence, their adventurous spirits, their bravery, their ability to make friends with whoever they meet.

Biggest book crush The book character you’re totally in love with

Adam Dalgliesh. Long before television detectives had to be emotionally challenged alcoholics or depressives, with more problems than their victims, PD James created this wonderful, sensible, poetry-writing, literature-quoting detective with a vulnerable side. One of the last gentleman detectives, Dalgliesh features in fourteen novels written over a period of 46 years. He seems unsurprisingly ageless, a mentor to his crime team, watching, observing, analysing. His inscrutability has a lot in common with Agatha Christie’s Hercule Poirot though Dalgliesh lacks the grand flourish, that would simply be too out-going for him.

Weirdest book crush Well… duh

Researching art and artists for Connectedness, I found myself drawn to Tracey Emin. I had enjoyed reading her weekly column in The Independent newspaper between 2005 and 2009, so was pleased to find these articles collected in My Life in a Column [Rizzoli]. Her anecdotal tales of her working week, her inspirations and frustrations, her victories and mistakes, gave me an insight into the practical world of a modern artist like no formally-written memoir did.

Hardest break up The book you didn’t want to end

It’s a series, rather than one book. I wish Elizabeth Jane Howard’s ‘Cazalet Chronicles’ would never end. What a master she is of unassuming quiet stories, making you care so much about the three generations of this wealthy family living through the Second World War. The lives of everyone are changed forever but particularly the women in the family; matriarch the Duchy; daughter Rachel and daughters-in-law Sybil, Villy and Zoe; and granddaughters Polly, Louise, Lydia and Clary.

The one that got away The book in your TBR or wish list that you regret not having started yet.

I could be predictable and say War and Peace, which is still on my bookshelf and on my Kindle. But instead I’m nominating Haruki Murakami’s IQ84. I’ve been a huge Murakami fan since first reading Norwegian Wood but the hardback edition of the trilogy is sitting on my to-read shelf. I’m not sure why I don’t pick it up: its length, perhaps [the trilogy is 1300 pages], or the reviews ranging from 1* to 5*.

Secret love Guilty Reading pleasure

Harry Potter. All of them. I listen to the amazing Stephen Fry read the audio books and tend to start with The Philosopher’s Stone and listen to them back-to-back. Why? JK Rowling has created a magical world that feels fingertips away from my own, which I could possibly join if I were Muggle-born. It has everything; good v evil, great fight scenes, wonderful characters to love and hate, and Rowling is so good at the detail and the planning. No fact is included in the early books that does not have relevance in the later books. Stay alert and spot them all!

Love one, love them all Favourite series or genre

Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials trilogy and now The Book of Dust. Ostensibly for children but which, like an iceberg, both disguise hidden depths of philosophy, thought and backstory enough to satisfy any adult reader. Pullman is excellent at plotting and character. We root for his people in a world not unlike ours, shaped slightly differently and running in parallel, so it is easy to imagine ourselves there. Like Rowling, Pullman is a master storyteller; many adult novelists would do well to read and study him.

Your latest squeeze Favourite read of the last 12 months

The best novel I’ve read in 2018 to date is The Heart’s Invisible Furies by Irish writer John Boyne. It is rare for me to give a book a 5* rating [my usual rating is 3] but I knew quite quickly when reading it that this would be a 5. Honest, sad, laugh-out-loud funny, touching, with paragraphs I just had to read out aloud to my husband. It is about being true to yourself, the need for honesty in relationships, and the power of love. It is the life story of one man, Cyril Avery, but also of a country and its attitudes to sexuality. The story starts in Goleen, Ireland, in 1945; a country riven by loyalty to, and hatred of, the British, at the same time in thrall to its Catholic priests whose rules were hypocritical, illogical and cruel. Cyril narrates his story, starting with how his 16-year old mother was denounced in church by the family priest for being single and pregnant.

Blind date for a friend If you were to set a friend up with a blind date (book) which one would it be?

The two novels I give most often to friends are The Light Years, the first of Elizabeth Jane Howard’s ‘Cazalet Chronicles’ and The Penguin Complete Novels of Nancy Mitford. Both are wonderful books to take you to another world, away from the stress of contemporary life and into the lives of a group of people who you come to care for.

Greatest love of all Favourite book of all time.

An impossible question to answer so I am going to nominate two [if that is allowed]. Both by Jane Austen. A predictable answer, I know, but I cannot lie and choose something else just because other people have chosen Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility. I love the wit, the observation, the sumptuous descriptions. And then I remember Austen’s circumstances, moving from place to place, dependant on others, watching, writing quietly, and I wonder even more at her achievement. None of the Bronte experience of group supportive writing around a large table. Jane was on her own, without feedback.. Could you do it?

Thanks Sandra. Some great choices in there. I really just get on a read some more of the classics. I’m a very naughty reader. Hope all goes well with your book launch. Don’t forget folks – order links are at the top of the page.

Have a fab day everyone and keep spreading the #booklove.

Jen

  Book Love: Sandra Danby @SandraDanby Today I am delighted to open up the #booklove once more to celebrate the launch of Sandra Imrie's new book, 

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Chapters: 45/? Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Jean Kirstein, mentions of Hannes, mentions of other characters, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman, Hitch Dreyse, Jean Kirstein's Mother, Jean Kirstein's Father, Jean Kirstein's Grandmother, Mentions of them anyways, Zoe Hanji, Marco Bott, Annie Leonhart, Reiner Braun, Bertolt Hoover, Sasha Blouse, Connie Springer, Aurluo, Petra, Dr. Jaeger Additional Tags: I'll tag more with each chapter, don't want to give out too much yet, Swearing, Jean is a professor, Jean's POV, He has a kitty that makes him worry, A lot - Freeform, He's also a dork, Nerd sense of humor, Join the madness, The Hobo is an SNK character, We learn about him when Jean does, Mentions of weapons, can't be too careful, mute character, Jean knows sign language, bless him, Mentions of Blood, Panic Attacks, Lore - Freeform, some homophobic actions, anger and actions, Jean has a lot of feelings ok?, Modern AU, This is going to have SO many tags, Magic!AU, monsters abound, supernatural!AU, witch!AU, medical talk, Blood, Fighting, Action, PTSD, ? - Freeform, witch!jean, Witch!Marco, witch!Sasha, hunter!Connie, Ghost!Mikasa, witch!armin, Slow Burn, possible polly, if I can get it right, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Angst, And Lots of It, but also happy times too, because I love happy times, Moblit is a psychic and can read thoughts, tagging because I can, restraint who dat, Mind Control, Torture, kind of, Levi's not nice when people hurt his family, definitely polly now, i figured it out, everyone has nick names for Jean, It's Ridiculous, I've given up on this not being a dark fic, it's dark there's no denying it now, but there's fluff too because I have to even it out before I make myself sad, There will be a happy ending, I can't handle it otherwise, but at the same time it's my job to make you feel, enjoy the wide range of feels my lovelies, daddy levi, mommy Petra, parental Hanji, Near Death Experiences, death stuff, vision quest?, finally have some answers, and a live Jean, and that poly I had planned and built up for way too long, me and my damn slow burns, part of the reason why I write so slowly, I'm sorry you have gotten used to it, THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME, I love adore and appreciate all of you, Knowledge bombs, Jean keeps having his mind blown, plot twists?, Plot Twists, Imma say yes, Cuddles, Fina-freakin-LY, Death, Violence, Mentions of Rape, Animal Violence, Murder, so much blood, Nightmares, Flashbacks, Survivor Guilt, Unintentional Self Harm, I swear it has a happy ending I promised you one, It just takes a lot of crap to get there first, extreme depictions of blood, extreme depictions of violence, extreme depictions of animal violence, depictions of death and the feeling of dying, mentions of rape and sex working, a n g s t, After care, Supportive Relationship, Supportive Partners, get that comfort in him boys, evil scientist, Past Child Abuse, Past Child Endangerment, rescues and the like, so many rescues, healing must be made Summary:

Jean is just a normal guy going through a normal life with normal problems. Then he meets Bob.

 EDIT 07/2021: This fic is not abandoned, I'm just stupid slow, I'm sorry

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Chapters: 44/? Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Jean Kirstein, mentions of Hannes, mentions of other characters, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman, Hitch Dreyse, Jean Kirstein's Mother, Jean Kirstein's Father, Jean Kirstein's Grandmother, Mentions of them anyways, Zoe Hanji, Marco Bott, Annie Leonhart, Reiner Braun, Bertolt Hoover, Sasha Blouse, Connie Springer, Aurluo, Petra, Dr. Jaeger Additional Tags: I'll tag more with each chapter, don't want to give out too much yet, Swearing, Jean is a professor, Jean's POV, He has a kitty that makes him worry, A lot - Freeform, He's also a dork, Nerd sense of humor, Join the madness, The Hobo is an SNK character, We learn about him when Jean does, Mentions of weapons, can't be too careful, mute character, Jean knows sign language, bless him, Mentions of Blood, Panic Attacks, Lore - Freeform, some homophobic actions, anger and actions, Jean has a lot of feelings ok?, Modern AU, This is going to have SO many tags, Magic!AU, monsters abound, supernatural!AU, witch!AU, medical talk, Blood, Fighting, Action, PTSD, ? - Freeform, witch!jean, Witch!Marco, witch!Sasha, hunter!Connie, Ghost!Mikasa, witch!armin, Slow Burn, possible polly, if I can get it right, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Angst, And Lots of It, but also happy times too, because I love happy times, Moblit is a psychic and can read thoughts, tagging because I can, restraint who dat, Mind Control, Torture, kind of, Levi's not nice when people hurt his family, definitely polly now, i figured it out, everyone has nick names for Jean, It's Ridiculous, I've given up on this not being a dark fic, it's dark there's no denying it now, but there's fluff too because I have to even it out before I make myself sad, There will be a happy ending, I can't handle it otherwise, but at the same time it's my job to make you feel, enjoy the wide range of feels my lovelies, daddy levi, mommy Petra, parental Hanji, Near Death Experiences, death stuff, vision quest?, finally have some answers, and a live Jean, and that poly I had planned and built up for way too long, me and my damn slow burns, part of the reason why I write so slowly, I'm sorry you have gotten used to it, THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME, I love adore and appreciate all of you, Knowledge bombs, Jean keeps having his mind blown, plot twists?, Plot Twists, Imma say yes, Cuddles, Fina-freakin-LY, Death, Violence, Mentions of Rape, Animal Violence, Murder, so much blood, Nightmares, Flashbacks, Survivor Guilt, Unintentional Self Harm, I swear it has a happy ending I promised you one, It just takes a lot of crap to get there first, extreme depictions of blood, extreme depictions of violence, extreme depictions of animal violence, depictions of death and the feeling of dying, mentions of rape and sex working, a n g s t, After care, Supportive Relationship, Supportive Partners, get that comfort in him boys, evil scientist, Past Child Abuse, Past Child Endangerment, rescues and the like, so many rescues, healing must be made Summary:

Jean is just a normal guy going through a normal life with normal problems. Then he meets Bob.

 EDIT 03/2021: This fic is not abandoned, I'm just stupid slow, I'm sorry