#i'm just so !!!!!!!!!!!!! upset and heartbroken and furious

[inkykeiji]

not sure if this helps but i just read this a few days ago..

https://www.tumblr.com/moodyvoid/746788409535791104/tomura-promising-to-protect-his-leagues-ideals

i totally agree with you tho!! this is so fucking annoying i hate the way they are moving forward with his character!!!! :c

bnha manga spoilers + clari going on a huge rant that is very much tainted by extremely intense and deeply personal emotions

it does not help, but i appreciate you sharing it with me anyway anon <33 thank you for trying to help me feel a little better, genuinely, i really do appreciate it so much!

ugh. ‘his league’s ideals’ aren’t even his own ideals. his entire life has been a lie—was he really a victim of hero society, ever? would he have been a victim of hero society, and especially in the way dabi and toga and twice and spinner were, had he not been given decay? had he been able to completely live out his life normally, without any interference from afo (completely ignoring the fact that, apparently, he wouldn’t even exist without afo and his meddling)?

he’s a fraud. he shouldn’t be the leader of the league. he IS a victim, yes. a victim of a villain, a victim of his abusive father who hated heroes, who is probably more of a victim of hero society than tenko ever would’ve been—so at least there’s that indirect link. but to me, and this is purely my own personal opinion, having decay not be his natural quirk takes so much away from him as a character. i interpreted quirks as a metaphor for undesirable qualities that normal society shuns. as such, having decay be his original, natural quirk, to me, made him a much more fascinating and complex and MESSY character. now he feels one dimensional and boring. all of his ‘decisions’ were tainted by what he thought was true—but none of it actually came from within him, at all, ever. not even a sliver of it. can we even say ‘that was all him’ when we know that the basis for all of those decisions is entirely built on lies and deceit? when literally everything tomura knows, and stands for, and believes, has been built on a lie? when it was all done BECAUSE of the ideals and opinions implanted within him, that don’t have a single hint of truth to them and don’t actually pertain to him or who he would’ve been and what he would’ve suffered at all? i think he genuinely cares for the league, yes. i think he genuinely likes video games, yes. but the reasons and motivating factors behind those decisions are ???????????

i just feel like it would’ve been so much more impactful and sinister for afo to intentionally seek out a child who he KNEW had a quirk that would be shunned and would alienate him from society regardless and then use that trait as a tool to manipulate the child and mold tomura into exactly what he wanted, than to just completely engineer the entire thing from the very start. this single change in detail suddenly alleviates tomura of all responsibility, which makes him feel really flat from a character standpoint. sure, tenko has a great heart or whatever, but i personally am not interested in that. i liked the moral greyness of the league. i liked what they stood for. tomura/tenko having this pure heart within him, or this capacity for a pure heart (ie making these choices to care for and save his little jigsaw of a found family), while also struggling against the shackles society would’ve imposed on him for being born with such a quirk, and the real anger and hatred he would’ve felt because of that, is soooo much more interesting (and relatable!) than tenko just being, what, a decent person? idk.

in other words, none of tomura’s ‘decisions’ hold any weight. obviously, tomura has been groomed and manipulated by afo since he was very young—most of his ideals and opinions were shaped by and influenced by afo. but at least if decay had been his own quirk, there would’ve been a kernel of truth there. that’s all i wanted. just that one kernel of truth.

anyway, sorry i just used your ask to vent and cry about it HAHAHA. i hope i’m explaining myself sufficiently and that my ideas are being expressed adequately and clearly. honestly, i’m having trouble fully articulating myself and why i am so insanely upset over all of this, but in a nutshell these are my thoughts. i feel like i could write an entire essay on why this decision sucks so bad LMAO. sure, his story is tragic. but it also feels really meaningless.

who knows, maybe the manga will make me eat my words, and something great will happen, and i truly hope it does!!! i hope it renders everything i’ve said here completely untrue! but we will see what happens,,,

[spikystar]

opening tumblr after forever just to complain about shit nobody gives a fuck about I'm so sorry to whoever finds it in the internet void but this Is my og internet diary so.

anyway fuck ai so much fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you

[queenpiranhadon]

HII you commented on my post :’) 🎀

can I request pro hero bakugou x pro hero reader where reader usually pick up their kid(s) from daycare alone since BK is busy and usually gets home late:( and that kinda made their kid(s) upset and ignore their dad at home and cry really loud in front of reader secretly. So like reader came up with an idea to surprise the kid(s) and told BK to change his schedule or else reader will whoop his ass. So like the next day BK and reader went to daycare together and instead of reader standing behind the glass door it’s BK and that made their kid(s) go crazy and jumpy 🥺 thank you 💗

Idk I was watching this reel and got a lil inspired ~ https://www.instagram.com/jaxon.trevor/reel/CsTuZLUofpg/?igsh=MTNuZHY3ZDEwMnNoZA==

A/N: HIII SORRY THIS TOOK ME A WHILE AHAHAH BUT I LOVED WRITING THIS IT WAS SO CUTEEE Here's the masterlist!

Warning(s): Mild cursing, f!reader, your kids love you, pre-established relationship (you two are married), you have twins, Katsuki loves you, just fluffy fluff with like the mildest angst if you squint really hard.

Pairing(s): Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

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It's late. You were in the kitchen, cleaning up from dinner, as your husband finally relaxes in your shared bedroom after a long patrol. It was always like this, Katsuki getting home late, and you were left to take care of your two children in the meantime.

You didn't blame him, of course, you knew how hard he worked, given that he was the number 2 pro hero and with that came a lot of responsibilities. You yourself were number 5, which meant you also had a lot of missions, but thankfully since you ran your own agency, you could manage your schedules easier to be able to pick up your kids from daycare every day.

However, your twins, Kasumi and Akio, weren't as understanding as you were when it came to your husband's attendance at home.

You understood their pain, but tried to keep an open mind for the sake of your family. However, after a two month long mission that Katsuki was sent on, he had consequently missed your birthday, something that might've upset you slightly, but you didn't think it was a big deal.

The twins, however did. They were furious at this point, sobbing as they clung onto your shirt, snot and tears soaking the fabric, but you didn't mind, rubbing their backs comfortingly. You thought it was sweet, how much they cared, but they little voice in the back of your head agreed with them, if only a little. Katsuki was never at home anymore, and to be honest, you missed him.

When he came back, you welcomed him with open arms, but the twins had just peaked their heads out of their rooms before retreating back, as if this was a normal occurrence.

You sigh, and look back at Katsuki, who had a heartbroken expression on his face.

Grabbing his hand, you lead him to your shared bedroom, squeezing his hand softly and getting ready for bed.

Katsuki gets changed but only sits on the bed, and you lie down next to him.

"What's on your mind, love?"

He grunts and looks away, conflicted before looking back at you.

"Do...do the twins hate me?" he mutters, and you frown softly.

"No...they don't hate you Kats, they just...wish you were around more."

Your husband frowns, and you can see the guilt swimming in the depths of his vermillion eyes.

"Maybe you can pick them up from daycare tomorrow?" You suggest, as Katsuki still hasn't said a word.

Katsuki frowns. "But my schedule-"

"Katsuki Bakugou if you do not pick up your children from school tomorrow then I'm sleeping on the couch for a month." You retort back before he can finish.

Your husband's eyes widen, realizing that you've got him stuck. If it really came down to it, he would gladly sleep on the couch if you wanted him to - but you knew he loved you too much to subject you to the same fate.

"Damn it, fine. Don't you dare threaten me like that again, woman." he grumbles and you smile up at him victoriously.

"Awww you love me." you coo, and you kiss his arm softly before tugging him gently to join you under the covers.

Katsuki watches you drift away to sleep, cheek half smushed against his bare chest and he can't help the dorky smile that stretched across his face.

He loved you so, so much. More than you would ever know.

Encircling his strong arms around you, he hold you close, making a mental note to take you out for a nice date tomorrow as well, before drifting off to sleep as well.

When he wakes, you're gone, with a note on the fridge that says that you left to drop the kids off and that you'd be back after work. He chuckles, and decides to clean up the house in the meantime.

He can't remember the last time he had a day off, it felt weird, to be honest. He felt restless, and so he did everything and anything to keep himself occupied while taking a majority of the burden you had off your shoulders.

Once the house was clean, he rifled through your closet, picking out the sundress he loved - accentuating your curves while the color brought out everything he loved about you, which was well, everything.

When you return home, Katsuki's getting changed into some nice clothes, surprising you as he tells you to go shower and get ready while he picks up the kids.

You're most definitely surprised, wondering where all of this is coming from, but you can't say you're upset about him, giggling softly and deciding to play along, feeling your heart warm as you hear the car door shut.

Katsuki parks the car in the parking lot, and approaches the building, giddy but slightly nervous at the same time. What if the kids still hated him? Would he be able to make things better?

However all his worried disappeared the moment he saw his kids' overjoyed faces at seeing him.

Their eyes brighten and they scream excitedly, bolting towards him with speed that was almost inhuman, tackling him and almost knocking him down.

"DADDY!!!!!" Kasumi squealing, leaping up and attaching herself to his leg.

Akio looks up at him, agape. "You-you're actually here?!"

Katsuki chuckles and ruffles his son's hair lovingly."Yeah, I am, bud. M'sorry I couldn't pick ya up sooner...Ya know how hero work is."

The kids nod, hugging him tightly as his hefts them up to sit on either of his hips.

"C'mon you two. We're gonna go surprise yer mama when he get home, got it? We'll take out her somewhere nice."

The twins look at each other micheviously and nod vigorously. "Daddy's in looooove" they sing, giggling uncontrollably.

Katsuki chuckles and can't help but feel his heart flutter at the thought of you.

"Yeah, Daddy's in love all right."

[beom-s-author]

txt reactions- they called you clingy pt.2 hyung line

Warnings: fluff,angst, comforting words, comfort zone,

Choi Soobin

You were at the street. Wandering around to ease your memory when you heard his words. You sighed as you feel the light rain is making you wet. You were shivering with the cold and cursing at yourself why didn't you wear more wooly clothes. Your hands are trembling and your fingertips are getting pink with the cold air. You blew some hot air from your lips to them. You called your best friend. She immediately picked up the phone and you asked for a night to stay at her house. She accepted it instantly and you made your way towards at her house while putting your phone to vibrate. You didn't want to hear any kind of comment or request from Soobin now. As you reached at her house, you throw your shoes and bag to the corner and sit on the couch. Your friend can easily say you're upset. You didn't say anything except ' I'm fine ' towards her. Already her phone filled with Soobin's textes. He was curious and anxious where you are and what are you doing. Your friend texted back as 'She is fine. Just need some space and a conversation which is going to soothe her.' Soobin felt ease a bit with her text. You were safe. But he couldn't stay at your dorm without your sunshine voice and cuddles. He takes his coat and leaves the dorm. He immediately reached at your friend's house and knocked the door. Your friend opened the door with shocked and wide eyes. In the middle of the night, he came this place with heavy rain and cold air for you. He reached her livingroom and saw you. You were sitting on the couch. You wrre wearing his hoodie which is always on the counter or your first shelf. Your cheeks are stained with mascara. He turns towards you and hold your hands. "I know this time, I messed up, but I can guarantee that I will make this up to you honey. You are not clingy. I was just furious and stressed with comeback events. I will make it up to you. I am sorry." He wiped your cheeks with his sweatshirt's sleeves. He put a big smile on his face like he always did. You smiled also. "Please talk with me when you feel low. I don't want you to distract yourself from the things Soob. I love you." Soobin smiled at your encouraging words and also at your lovely words. "I love you too. Let's go. We should continue our movie night,right?" He smiled at you while taking your coat from the couch.

Choi Yeonjun

You were at the park. Sitting on the bench and thinking about how did you end it like this. You were tired and confused like how you couldn't manage your works and your relationship. You sighs with the feeling of heartbroken. You sniffed while hiding your sobs. You stared at the floor and hide your face between your cold hands. Your eyes are burning with tears which are threating you to fall. You sniffed again and you felt a touch on your shoulder. You fliched and looked over. Yeonjun was there. "Jun?" "I know I don't have any right to blame you about this. You were also too busy with your actions and I am proud of you how can you manage them without draining energy or being depressive. I am sorry hun. I messed up this time. Please forgive me. I shouldn't yell at you like that and I won't do it again. Promise." You smiled at his voice and words. You wiped your tears while nodding at him. He slowly hugged you and kissed the top of your head. You both started walking towards your dorm. "I am also sorry Jun. I couldn't find out that you are under pressure and also stressed. I was busy with my works and I totally forget about your mood. I made fault also. So if we are clear about our things, can we promise that we will talk how we will feel about? Pinky promise?" Yeonjun smiles at your words and pulls you for a big hug. "Promise honey. Now we should go to home. I will make it up how much we lose time without each other's comfort and big hugs. I can't say no to your cupcakes also." You both giggled while walking towards at your dorm. Now all the things are clear.

Choi Beomgyu

You were out of your dorm and wandering around with your broken tears and little sobs. You rushed with your belongings to your best friend's cafe. You arrived with minutes. The weather was cold and windy. Your hair is all messed up. Your eyes are puffy and your nose is kinda pink with cheeks which are stained with tear and mascara. You sat on a chair and ordered a hot chocolate. You gulped with your broken heart and tangled thoughts. You tried to ease a bit but you were too stressed with the feeling of him breaking up with you. You felt humilated because of he insulted your job and your status. Yes, he was an idol but it couldn't bring a fact your job is not important. You both have too much responsibilities that your job is requesting. But you always respected them and gave him enough space. But he got tired from your actions and called you clingy. You were trembling while crying and sipping your hot chocolate. Your thoughs are all over the place and making your mood down. And your phone is already turned off. You didn't mind to be alone. But you couldn't understand still how did he tell you this. He should be aware how you are caring your job. But he wasn't aware of it. You sighed and wiped your tears. Your friend saw you from away and got near you. You sniffed and looked at her. She smiled upsetly and leaned a hand for you. You smiled softly at her. You both went to her house. You were still crying with uncomfortable feelings how make he felt you. You sniffed and cried and sobbed all night until You got too tired and fell asleep. Your friend texted at Beomgyu to tell him you are at her place and being safe. Beomgyu couldn't manage how to feel. He grabs his wallet and coat. He runs her dorm and knocks the door. She slowly opens the door for him. He looks at the inside of the house. You were laying down on the couch and sleeping softly. Your best friend covered you with a blanket and gave you a soft pillow to sleep. He can feel how much tired you are. He sat near of you and stroked your hair. He pulled out some hair on your forehead which is making you uncomfortable. He smiled at you and started whispering. "Sorry princess. I couldn't find out how much I hurt you. It won't happen again. I know how much your work is important and also how much you love it. I am sorry. I was a jerk to speak at you like this. I will make it up to you when you are all awake again. But now my princess is sleeping. I love you honey." He put a soft kiss on your forehead while lefting your friend's dorm with relief.

I hope you guys are liking my posts :( I am newbee so sorry for my grammer mistakes and also short stories ☺️

[keirawantstocry]

Would a prompt for Tubbo to show up at Fit an Pac's doorstep absolutely fuming work? Like maybe it isn't Tubbo in control it's Tommy here to give the 2 an ear full because Tubbo has been a mess, months of miscommunication building to thinking they have been left behind, months of Tommy hoping he was right not to jump in cause it meant his husband paid attention to him. But Tubbo's a wreck heartbroken it can't be ignored anymore, how could they just drop him like that weren't they steps away from all 3 of them dating? Was that not worth fighting for?

Sorry if it's too detailed prompts are not my specialty it seems 9 w 9;;

I thought maybe a prompt of how left out Tubbo felt would be nice something that gave Fit and Pac pause to see that the hostility Tubbo shows at times to their relationship was because of that but also thought Tubbo would never say it or open up to anyone but I know you also subscribe to Tommy possessing his husband sometimes... I'm going to flee now I'm rambling too much ...

Have a lovely day!

it's been a while but you have a lovely day!

Tommy was mad. Tommy was furious. 

Tubbo was in the back of the mind they were currently sharing, sulking. He was so upset and it made Tommy furious. So he took over. Grabbed the reins of Tubbo's body and took control. 

Tommy stomped their body right over to Pac and Fit's house while Tubbo was too busy keeping his tears at bay to protest. 

“Hey!” 

Pac looked confused when he opened the door. “Ola?” 

Tommy huffed, crossing his arms firmly. “Listen to me, man.” 

Fit appeared behind him with a cautious look. “Hey, Tubbo. What's up?” 

“Listen to me!” Tommy repeated. “You guys are assholes. He's not perfect, okay? He pulls away from affection and he's a little bitch half the time. But he's my best friend. He's an amazing person and he would rather choke than say it but he fucking loves you two. He's been moping in our fucking mind for ages. He won't stop crying and as soon as he figures out I'm saying this he's gonna take over this vessel and I won't be able to tell you. So fucking listen.” 

They both stared at him with wide eyes as he drove his finger forward to drive them further back into their own house. 

“He loves you both. Not the deep platonic bond he has with me. Because trust me,” Tommy scoffed. “What I have with him will last beyond your lifetimes. Completely and utterly. But he fucking loves you guys. I mean the way he talks about you two. The way he thinks about you two. God. It's so fucking annoying. He's mentally collapsing over how attractive he thinks you two are. It's so ridiculous.” 

Tommy took a deep breath. Pac tried to cut in but he made sure he couldn't. 

“No. Let me finish. Right now he's starting to stir in our consciousness. When he takes over I need you to kiss him and make up. Fuck, it's gonna be disgusting and I'm going to hate it but its better then having to see… the most important fucking person in my fucking life… having to be hurt over and over again by people he loves. So do your cringe ass lovey dovey shit and make sure he feels loved. For the love of-” 

He was cut off. Snapped back into the back of Tubbo's mind. Fuck, he swore to himself. Please let those idiots understand me.

Through Tubbo's eyes he watched. Watched as Pac took Tubbo's face as soon as his own words slipped out of his lips and kissed him. Murmured the sappiest shit he had ever heard in his ears while Fit hesitantly took him by the hand.

And Tommy was right. It was gross and he hated it. But the joy that flooded through Tubbo's body was undeniable and calmed his spirit. He could finally rest. 

[yanderelovlies]

I feel that it is a little late to place an order BUUUUUT I CAN'T AVOID IT QWQ Bo and Jack's reaction to a succubus/incubus MC ¿?

Sidenote: This is not from the Demon au

You were part of the children of the night. Always out and about feeding off the sexual desires people had for you. You never grew too attached to your partners due to your your nature.

So you bounced from partner to partner until you ended up in his bed. Something about the way he treated you the whole night made you feel like you were more than your nature. You grew attached, and that terrified you. You knew you would have to eventually tell him. The long term of your nature would take effect on him, and you knew he would start to question.

So you began to distance yourself from him and began to seek new partners. It was never the same, but you knew you had to do it. It was for the best. You tried to avoid him the best you could, but one day, he was able to corner you. He needs awnsers. Now.

Sunny Day Jack

You had never seen the once happy man so distraught and upset. As he watched you; you could tell he was trying to hold back tears.

"I need awnseres y/n.......to everything."

You began to wonder if you could get out of this situation when he placed his hands on your face making you look up at him.

"Please...." You couldn't turn away from such a heartbroken man. Especially since you cared so much for him

"Okay, I'll tell you... but you aren't going to like it." You had made sure no one was around when you explained everything to him.

It took him a few minutes to let the information set it when he looked down at you in realization. "So that's why I have such a high libido when I'm with you....." He let out a sigh of relief "Sunshine I accept you for you, and if you allow me, you could feed off of me whenever you need." He lays his forehead against your his eyes closed. "Just please stay by my side."

Bo

Oh, he was furious. He had to HUNT you down after you didn't come home for days. On top of that, all you smell of other people no longer of him.

He was practically snarling as he pinned you against the wall. "Where have you been puppy, and why do you smell like other people."

You huffed, trying to push him away. "What's it to you? You aren't my boyfriend."

"Bullshit!" His outburst made you jump and once again face his angry stare. However, this time, tears were streaming down his angry face. "We are more then just fuck buddies y/n.....you are my mate....and your killing me here...." He slowly began to break down as he brought you in for a tight hug "what did I do wrong...?"

You sat in silent regret. You didn't mean to make him this upset... you just wanted to protect him, but now....you have to tell him, and you did.

When you were done, he lifted his head to look at you confused. "I already knew what you were. It's in your scent."

You looked at him in surprised confusion. "a-and you're okay with that? You don't find me bad?"

Bo shook his head. "If anything, I'm glad you can keep up! That way, we can have pups sooner!"

......"What?"

[runningfrom2am]

the sea around us; chapter twenty-one

In which Rafe Cameron has to choose between his dad and a pogue who's changing his outlook on life more and more every day.

(rafe cameron x f!oc)

(eventual!jj maybank x f!oc)

warnings/tags: violence, drug/alcohol use, smoking, sexual content (if you squint), slowburn, older brother’s best friend, (these tags are obv not exhaustive but regardless it’s pretty PG13)

wc: 2.6k

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TW: drug use, suggestive content (decently sfw)

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"Shit.. shit shit shit no! Come on.." John B says as we slow to a stop, in the marsh still a ways away from land. I look up from where I had my head pressed to his back. I spent most of the drive back sobbing, and I just stopped, but apparently, there is no time to relax.

"Fuck. I sigh, hugging John B tighter for a moment.

"We've gotta swim." He says, turning to look back at me. I nod softly, and swing my leg over, steadying myself before jumping in, and John B follows behind me. We swim back to shore as fast as we can manage, and John B leads me to a property with a very colorful house. Lana Grubbs.

"Wait- John B." I stop him, placing my hand on his forearm and he turns, eyes read and chest heaving. He's angry- and who wouldn't be? I am too. "Here... I, uh... I found this. On the boat." I say, digging in my soaked shorts pocket and pulling out the watch, holding it out to him.

He stares down at my hand, slowly reaching out and taking it from me before turning it over in his palm. He nods softly and his lip quivers. Before I can think about it, I'm wrapping my arms around him in a hug. "I'm so sorry..." I say, feeling him squeezing me back.

"Thank you." He whispers, afraid that if he talks any louder he'll burst into tears.

After a few moments, we walk up to the door, and John B opens the screen door. We see Mrs. Grubbs standing there making tea. She looks up at us, saying nothing.

"I need to know." John B says.

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The whole walk home after our talk with Lana was silent- I tried to talk to John B more but he wasn't having it. We eventually return to The Chateau, where everyone else is waiting for us and prepping the pully system we made to remove the gold from the well. John B storms inside, shoving past anyone who gets in his way. He's furious- understandably. I decide not to say anything to everyone until he does- it is very much his story to tell. We all watch as he grabs the gun, and then we follow him out to JJ's bike, which he hops on as everyone bombards him with questions.

"John B, please, talk to us." I say, feeling tears on my cheeks again. I'm heartbroken for him.

"Ward knows about the gold. He killed my dad." He says, and everyone is shocked. Just then, John B speeds off, leaving me to pick up the pieces and fill in the blanks of the bomb he just dropped on everyone.

Instantly, everyone looks at me. "He's gonna kill Ward..." I mumble, still in shock after the events of the day.

"What happened, Snowy?" Pope asks me.

"It- it's a long story." I sigh, wiping under my eyes. "Ward wanted a cut if he could help us with legal crap with the gold, and then when John B realized he had killed Big John, Ward tried to kill us too. He shot a spear right at me. It missed by like an inch." I explain. "He literally tried to kill us."

"Holy shit- man, he's definitely going after Ward." JJ sighs, running his hand through his hair.

"I... I need to call Rafe. Like, right now." I say quietly, ignoring everyone as they talk about what to do next. "Kie, can I have your phone? Please?" I ask and she looks at me, seeming confused and obviously upset.

"No, we need to call the cops, you can't call your boyfriend right now." She says, pulling it out of her pocket as I grab it right out of her hands.

"He's Ward's son, Kie, he might be able to help- or do something, I need to tell him."

"You're not telling him anything." JJ shakes his head.

"I can't tell him his dad just tried to shoot me? It seems relevant to what we're going to do- maybe he can distract his dad or something so John B doesn't get to him first and kill him! It will buy us time- if nothing else." I say quickly, unsure if anything was even English.

"Guys, she's right. We need time- and I don't think we have any better ideas." Pope agrees with me.

"Thank you." I sigh, opening Kie's phone finally and stepping away to call Rafe.

It rings for what feels like an eternity before he picks up. "Hello?"

"Rafe? It's Snowy."

"Oh, hey, what can I do for you, baby? Why didn't you call with your phone?"

"Rafe, I-" I break down at this point. I don't know what to say, there was a moment this morning when I didn't ever think I would hear his voice again.

"What's the matter?" He asks, sounding worried.

"Where- where is your dad?" I ask, trying to pull it together.

"I- I don't know, why? Are you okay?"

"I need your help, okay? Can you help?" I ask him.

"Alright... Yeah, of course, anything. Where are you?" He asks as Kie runs up to me.

"We're taking the boat, and we're going to go there to see if we can find John B." She tells me and I nod, waving them off.

"I'm at the Chateau, but don't come here. Please, just see if you can find your dad okay? And don't tell him I talked to you. He can't know, okay?"

"Okay, yeah.." Rafe agrees hesitantly. "Please, tell me what happened. You're crying right now, something is wrong, so just let me come help you."

I shake my head a little as I sob into the phone. "Can you come to get me instead? Please? I changed my mind. My friends are leaving now, I don't want to be alone. Please." I sniffle.

"Alright, I'll be there in ten minutes, okay? Hold tight. I'll be right there." He says and I nod as if he can see me, and then he hangs up.

Rafe must have sped here, because he arrives much faster than he said, jumping out of the car and jogging up to me where I'm sitting on the porch.

"Snowy, hey, hey, are you hurt? What's happening?" He asks, pulling me into his arms as I stand up to greet him.

"I'm okay.." I say shakily.

"What happened?" He says, pulling away and grabbing my shoulders, looking me up and down to see if I'm injured at all.

"Nothing- I, nothing happened, I just need you here." I lie, my voice shaking as I hug him again and he sighs, resting his hand on the back of my head.

"What about my dad? Why were you asking about him?" He asks worriedly.

"I- uhm.." I should at least tell him some of the truth. "We think he killed Big John, and John B came home and stormed out with a gun, so I was worried he'd go after him." I explain.

"My dad? No. No, no, no, he didn't kill anyone, okay? I know he didn't do that." Rafe insists, and I nod a little as I look down.

"Look, I told you, and Kegs has told you, these Pogues are crazy, Snow- they're putting these insane ideas in your head, and, and, you can't keep listening to this. I'm sorry, but I can't watch them hurt you like this anymore, put you in danger over and over again, I just can't do that." He says, looking down at me, then running his hand through his messy hair. "Look, let's just go back to where I'm crashing, okay? Come and stay with me for a couple of days. Get your mind off this- you need a break from them."

I nod and he takes my hand, leading me back to his car and helping me in. "You're gonna be okay, alright? You're safe with me." Rafe says, leaning over and giving me a kiss on the cheek.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

Rafe takes me back to the house he's staying at, which I don't recognize at all. We decide to order some food, but I feel so sick about what happened that I can hardly eat. We're sitting at the dining table, and I'm just picking my food apart.

"Snowy, you need to eat that. Seriously." Rafe tells me, and I notice he's already done.

I sigh a little bit and push my hair back behind my ears. "I just don't feel hungry. I think it's stress."

"See? This is what those Pogues are doing to you. They're killing you, you need to eat." Rafe insists.

"I will." I agree, nodding softly. "Do you have any weed?" I ask him, leaning my elbow on the table.

"I, well, yeah, I do. Do you want some?" He asks, holding his thumb up over his shoulder, offering to go get it.

"Yeah, I think it would help." I grin, and he nods as he gets up and runs upstairs. I pull out Kie's phone and text my friends.

K: find jb?

P: yeah, he's fine. we're back at the chat.

JJ: where'd you go snowy white?

K: i'm with rafe at the place he's crashing at. everyone okay over there?

P: we're all fine, ward lives to see another sunset

JJ: bad news tho, gold is gone.

I sigh and put the phone back in my pocket. Of course, Ward got the gold. Just like that, our hopes were crushed. I guess we still have my plan B, but I don't actually think I have the heart to do that to Rafe.

Rafe comes back down the stairs, holding up a zip lock bag and his bong, shaking them a little as he speaks. "Let's go out on the deck?" He asks, and I nod, getting up and following him outside.

After being friends with JJ and John B for so long, my tolerance is pretty high, so it takes a little while for me to actually feel anything. The first time I ever smoked it was the three of us with Big John, and I'm not sure I've ever had so much fun. Kie was in her kook era, but at the time we didn't need her. I never felt out of place with them, especially with Big John there, who treated me like his own daughter. I miss him every day, it's hard for me to finally swallow the truth, that he is dead; even if I kind of already knew that.

I find myself giggling as I remember that day, out on the porch of the chat. I was coughing my lungs out, and Big John was rubbing my back. He really was so kind.

"Is it finally hitting?" Rafe asks, grinning at me as I look up at him, a smile still spread across my face.

"Yeah, sorta." I admit. "I was just thinking about the first time I ever smoked." I tell him and he laughs a little.

"Oh yeah? How did that go for you?"

"It was good. I mean, I thought I was dying for a bit, but it was still fun." I shrug. "Big John bought it for us after John B beat him at poker. He had the condition that we had to share it with him, so obviously we did, but he wasn't weird about it or anything."

"Big John?" Rafe asks, and it seems I've piqued his interest. "You were close with him, hey?"

"Yeah," I nod, looking down at my hands in my lap and my smile fades. "He was like a father to me. That sounds so stupid, but he really looked out for me. He cared for me when my parents were focused on Kegs and the twins, so pretty much always." I explain.

Rafe nods a little. "Yeah, I've been meaning to ask you about how you're doing, with that, uhm, that situation."

That's so sweet. "I'm good, you know. Up until this morning, I was doing fine." I say, not really wanting to think about what happened to him at the hands of this boy's father. Luckily, weed is my friend and the thought is quickly lost.

"Yeah, I couldn't imagine what you guys went through..." Rafe says, and it's pretty obvious he doesn't know what to say. "If I can help, you know, if I can do anything, tell me, alright?"

I smile at that. "Thank you, Rafe... You know I'd do anything for you, too."

"Yeah, so... So, so, do you mean anything?" He asks with a slight smirk and I nod, leaning closer to him a little.

"Anything," I whisper, my lips just inches from his now. He looks down at my lips and then back into my eyes before leaning in to kiss me.

It's a matter of seconds before it starts to get a bit more heated, and then he pulls away, holding my cheek.

"Anything?" Rafe asks again and I nod, biting my bottom lip. "Come with me." He says, getting up and grabbing my hand to help me up.

I follow him back inside, looking back at the stuff we left behind us on the deck as the door closes behind us. I know I shouldn't be okay with this- I remember what happened to me this morning, but I feel so disconnected from that fear in this moment, so I decide to let it go.

We get upstairs and he turns me around, grabbing my hips and kissing me as he slowly walks me back towards the bed. "So, I've kind of been having this dream, lately..." He mumbles into my lips as he pushes me back so I'm laying down, my legs hanging off the edge of the bed as he leans over me. I hum back against his lips, letting him know I'm listening.

"I just, I think you're so hot, and I really want to do this so just hear me out, okay?" He says, sounding almost nervous, which makes me hesitate. I don't think I'm about to do anything crazy the first time we sleep together. But of course, I'll hear him out.

"Yeah? What is it?" I ask, smiling at him as I play with his hair, both my arms wrapped around his neck.

"I want to do a line off you." He says, and I feel my eyes widen a little but I try not to freak out. He's supposed to be quitting coke.

"I, well..." I start, still trying to figure out how to word this without him thinking I'm shutting him down.

"Snowy, please, I'm trying to get clean I promise, I just- I've dreamt about this. Please, just one..." He pleads, kissing down my neck.

I sigh a little, my eyes fluttering closed. How could I say no? It's not like he's supposed to stop all at once anyways.

"Yeah, yeah. Of course..." I whisper, and he stops and looks up at me, a slight smile showing on his lips.

"You're amazing." He smiles, kissing me again for a few seconds before getting up, going over to his backpack in the corner, and pulling out a bag full of white powder and a credit card. I can't believe I'm about to let this happen, but I suppose it could be much worse.

He comes back over and kneels down in front of me as I look up at the ceiling. I don't want to watch. I feel his warm hands against the skin on my thighs, and I giggle as he places a few kisses on my skin before getting to work making his line. I focus on taking deep breaths while he does it, then goes back to kissing my thighs. I look down at him, sitting up a little and smiling at him.

"Fuck- I'm obsessed with you, Juliette." He mumbles, smiling as he climbs back on top of me and connects our lips again.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

A/N;

Not this chapter being lowkey spicy... I do not write smut so this is as close as we're gonna get lol

-R

taglist: @boo22sstuff @madelynie (message me or reply if you want to be added!!)

[morroodle]

So I was supposed to go to a convention this weekend. Its one I've been going to for years and I absolutely love it. It's a sci-fi and fantasy con but it's become basically an everything con and it's got the best energy and activities and a cool ass dealers room and I love it every year. It's why i was planning on making the sword of sanctuary and practicing my makeup, so I could wear my morro costume.

And then my parents got covid.

It started with my dad and then my mom got it. This convention has really strict covid policies, even still requiring masks, so there's no way I can go.

I'm completely heartbroken. I love this convention so much and have been looking forward to it since last year, upgrading my costumes and getting excited and everything. It may seem small to some people but I reallt am just so upset. Thinking about it I'm currently crying, and earlier I was fucking furious. Not at my dad, it's not his fault, just at the world for taking something I love. Its extra bad because due to reasons I can't be bothered to explain I might not even be going next year, or ever again for that matter, and the convention itself might die soon due to internal issues.

Anyway. I'm sad.

[tangled-pixel-harpsichord]

just sitting in the library furious and heartbroken about the World Central Kitchen workers who the IDF killed in Gaza, like vibrating i'm so upset

From World Central Kitchen's website:

Transcription and more thoughts under read more

Transcript:

The WCK team was traveling in a deconflicted zone in two armored cars branded with the WCK logo and a soft skin vehicle.

Despite coordinating movements with the IDF, the convoy was hit as it was leaving the Deir al-Balah warehouse, where the team had unloaded more than 100 tons of humanitarian food aid brought to Gaza on the maritime route.

“This is not only an attack against WCK, this is an attack on humanitarian organizations showing up in the most dire of situations where food is being used as a weapon of war. This is unforgivable,” said World Central Kitchen CEO Erin Gore.

/end Transcript

Obviously the IDF has been committing war crimes since the beginning of this ""war"" but this is hitting me particularly hard bc my little brother worked with WCF in Ukraine for 9 months, and this organization in particular is doing so much good worldwide and is so trusted and if the IDF will attack THEM, the IDF has zero compunction against attacking ANYONE.

It's just so transparent that they'll do anything to further their genocide.

Anyways, PLEASE consider donating to World Central Kitchen, which is currently running relief efforts in Gaza, Ukraine, and Haiti, and has served over 350 million meals around the world for over a decade now.

[fallen-shamans-spirit]

[TRIGGER WARNING: Murder, Verbal Abuse.]

A gunshot. A man in the grass. A horrid green smog emanating from the entry wound.

Too late.

Too late.

He's heartbroken. He's furious.

"Kratch, what the fuck is wrong with you!?"

The captain babbles some bullshit excuse about doing what needed to be done.

"What you... what you had to? What you had to?!"

He wants to punch the smug look of satisfaction clean off his rotten face.

"I'm alive, Briggsy. I'm alive and fully capable of protecting the rest of you. He didn't know any better, he never knew any better, Briggsy. He's a fucking idiot, just like the rest of us, he was hurting like the rest of us, so forgive me for not holding grudges when the rest of us have made the same fucked up mistakes. So did you really have to do that, or did you just want to, you greedy son of a bitch."

He gets defensive. It only serves to feed the fire of fury. The stubborn fucking hypocrite.

"Don't put words in my mouth, Kratch. You're both not innocent, but guess what? He was trying. What the fuck have you been doing, Briggsy? Waiting for someone to feel sorry for you? Well I'm fucking sorry. I'm sorry your heart is so rotten and bitter that you can't possibly comprehend not being the only fucking person that brings me joy. I'm sorry you feel the need to drag everyone down with you whenever you feel shitty, because nobody is allowed to feel better than you. I'm sorry my best wasn't good enough for you while I run myself in circles trying to figure out what the fuck you want from me half the time. I'm sorry I have to bleed because you're hurting."

He again makes some half-witted arguement about the dead man getting what he deserves.

"My death is as much his fault as the bites on Lethica's neck are the fault of Marius."

The dhampir is not innocent either. But he's too upset to care for that.

"But you all need a villain, don't you. That's why he did this shit in the first place. If the rest of you could have stopped treating him like a rabid dog, he would've stopped acting like one."

This one will hurt the dead man as well. Not that either of them will know.

"But you... it's starting to feel like you want me to hate you."

He says he can handle being hated. Like it never fucking mattered how much he loved him.

"So what makes the two if you any different, other than the fact that one of you was actually fucking trying..."

The dead man was trying. The captain was not. He expected him to chase him down streets and corners trying to tell him fucking anything. It wasn't fair. This isn't fair. None of this if fair.

"Leave my lantern at my grave, Kratch."

He storms off, a fire in his belly and a gunshot in his heart.

[traumastories]

So, we aren't ready to talk about this quite yet in therapy, but I kinda want to share it here anyways. (We did previously share this on one of our blogs; please do not draw attention to that post or refer to it or anything. Just act like you never saw it before)

(We're a system, but at the time this happened, our host was unaware of this, so this is technically her story, but for clarity I'm going to tell it from just a general first person)

TW kinda graphic? / possibly unreality triggering/description of unreality trigger

When I was a young teenager, my sister told me that I had murdered our infant sister when I was a kid. I've always been really sensitive to unreality stuff and she was being a really good actor and I was actually starting to believe her.

She said that she, mom, and dad had all been in the other room when they were a noise like a muffled cry or something coming from the baby's room and they all ran to see me holding a pillow over the baby's face. Apparently her name was Lily. They told me to stop but I just looked up at them, smiling sweetly, and said, "No <3" She said that I was a "psychopath" and that they put me through intensive therapy to make me forget that it happened.

By this point I was very firmly telling her "Stop" and "No, I didn't" and similar things, but it was mostly because I was starting to panic that she was actually telling the truth this time. She ignored me and kept going with the story, even at one point lowering her gaze to the floor and saying "I miss her" in a heartbroken whisper.

I don't remember if I refuted it more or if I was just silent or what, but shortly after this she looked up smiling and admitted the whole thing was made up and it was just a joke. At the time, I* was too relieved to be upset and I made the mistake of trying to ease the tension by saying, "You almost had me/I almost believed you" or something (which was true).

She instantly reacted with "What! I/You did? No! Argh!" She kinda did one of those self-berating/self-frustrated gestures. "I guess I'll just have to try harder next time."

Fortunately, she didn't try to convince me of anything like this ever again (that we remember), but I was worried she would try for a long while after that. We sometimes still wonder if it was true anyways, or will question other things she's said to us (the narrator especially). It's awful and miserable not knowing if you can trust someone to actually tell you the truth, especially when you know they've purposely tried to get you to to believe a falsehood before.

When I told my mom about a month ago, she was horrified and that's when I found out my sister was abusive towards me!

*Me personally: I'm furious. The one this happened to, the one the story is written in the perspective of, isn't, but is upset by it. Just not mad, per se

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[rosescries]

Hello, idk if you're accepting asks atm or if you'd even be willing to do this since it's about a story you're not continuing but would you be willing to write all the mobs reactions to finding out MCs their soulmate from "Cheating Death"? (Basically just their reactions to that bombshell at the end of the last chapter)

Oh, I'm happy to answer asks about this fic even if it is abandoned.

I'm always taking asks too, no one has to wait until I request them.

I don't know if this is what you meant, but I'll explain their reactions.

Guns (Mobtale Sans) is as furious as he is surprised. He... wasn't expecting to have a SOULmate, much less for them to be a Human. But of course she dead when they find her, of course. That's just what he should've expected. But... he's also not going to let this happen. Now that he has her, she's going to live dammit!

Ace (Mobtale Papyrus) is shocked and a bit devastated. He's simultaneously overjoyed and heartbroken, and not just because of her current state. He was hoping for a SOULmate, but also kind of hoping he didn't have one. Or if they did exist, that they were in the same business as him. Even if that wouldn't work out well. He won't, he can't, let go of her now, but he is regretful that she won't be able to just rest easy.

Don (Mobtale Gaster) is absolutely furious when he finally returns. Not just at her death, but the fact that he has to share her, and with his sons even. What cruel trick is fate trying to play here with that? Her death is something that angers him greatly though too, another cruel trick of fate. But that anger is mainly at the fact that he couldn't prevent the tragedy, even if there's no reasonable way he could've.

Hit (Mobfell Sans) is mainly in shock. He goes out to save some stupid college kids and one of those idiots turns out to be his SOULmate?! And in fact the only one that died. He admires her determination to keep her SOUL together long enough to save her friends, and he's aware she's not... really his. But he feels that strong connection anyway, so it's good enough. But he's... going to need a drink.

Sniper (Mobfell Papyrus) isn't exactly... happy. He means, none of them are happy about this situation. Their SOULmate's dead. But he's not particularly happy about her presence all together. She's soft and innocent, there's no need to croupt her. But he can't ignore the instinct telling him to save her, save her, SAVE HER. Nor the one telling him to get closer, even if he doesn't really want to.

Boss (Mobfell Gaster) is just not happy to have to share her. He wants revenge on her friends for her death, but mainly just wants to get closer to her and make sure she stays on this plane of existence. He's not willing to let her go now that she's here.

Lucky (Mobswap Sans) is very upset by all of this, but he can work with this. He just needs to make sure she's all taken care of and doesn't get close to anything that could harm her fragile SOUL. This is kind of preferable actually, he's got a reason to keep close to her. Keep an even closer eye on her too.

Strike (Mobswap Papyrus) finds this to be very... regrettable. He feels bad for her mainly. She very obviously wants to pass on and doesn't understand why they're doing this to her, and she's in pain he can see it clearly. He wishes they could've met under better circumstances, or better yet never met at all. The only thing he can do is try to comfort her the best he can.

Cat (Mobswap Gaster) doesn't really... care? He's got other things on his mind and she's got enough of them doting on her. He's more focused on the situation and possibly how to make her form more solid and permanent. Mostly out of curiosity of it they can really cheat death this way. She's not really his after all, and he won't get to keep her if they end up back in their own universe.

Capo (Mobswapfell Sans) finds this completely unacceptable. First off she's a Human, second of all she's an innocent, and third of all she's DEAD?! He's not going to stand for this. Absolutely not. She's going to keep her cute little ass on this plain if it's the last thing he sees to.

Clip (Mobswapfell Papyrus) is just... devastated really. Her whole situation is just awful and he's upset it had to be this way. He'll keep an eye out for her friends for her, since obviously they meant a lot to her. Make sure none of the others try to take their grief out on them and just.. to help them he guesses. They were important to you, so they're important to him.

Barone (Mobswapfell Gaster) isn't impressed, nor is he really interested. He'll engage if he has to, or is forced to by that insufferable connection between their SOULs, but otherwise he doesn't honestly want much to do with her. If it was up to him, he'd let you pass on. It'd be for the best really. But perhaps he'll indulge once in a while, while you're here. If for no other reason than to anger his counterparts and the sons.

Pass (Horrormob Sans) feels... nothing. Of course this is how it turns out to be. Of course his SOULmate is dead, she's probably dead in his own universe too. It should be what he expects by now, the universes wouldn't have it any other way. But you're still tethered to this world, if by force. So... he'll have to make the most of this while he can. He doesn't want to let her go.

Button (Horrormob Papyrus) is very upset. He's... not surprised, because of course this happened. He can't even have his own SOULmate alive, safe, and happy. Of course he can't. The universes hate him. But he's going to try to make this as comfortable as possible for you, even if you are in pain. He has to, he just found you. Even if he does have to share.

Crank (Horrormob Gaster) is just... sad. It's a battle between wanting to let you free and desperately trying to keep you here. He knows letting you move on would be for the best, no matter how much it hurts them. But he also can't deny the desperate desire to keep you here. Ultimately, he's selfish.

Gamble (Mob G!Sans) honestly... doesn't know what to think. He doesn't really like the idea of being tied down, but now he can only think of her when with another woman or man. Drives him crazy, especially since he knows the right thing to do would be to let her go. There's a good chance of this all going wrong and her SOUL is one gamble he's not sure they should be taking.

Vig (Mob G!Papyrus) is almost desperate to find a solution to this problem, even if it doesn't seem like it on the outside. Can he bound your SOUL to an object to tether her here? To one of them? Is she like a Monster Ghost? What can he do for her? To ease her pain if nothing else. She can't heal properly and the tether they gave her made her more physical, which made her injuries all the more present. There has to be something.

Doll (Lustmob Sans) thinks it would've been better if they had never found you. They wouldn't have to deal with this pain and you wouldn't either. You're obviously traumatized and there's not really anything he can do for you. Quite a few of the others seem to just ignore the pain their touch puts you through, agitating your injuries from the cave in. You could've been resting peacefully, if not for them.

Sheba (Lustmob Papyrus) is on pretty much the same page as his brother. Under the belief you'd probably be better off had she never met them. But there's.. not much they can do. They're already the outcasts of the group, their words mean little and the others are always crowding you and determined to make you stay. They're all selfish like that.

Peach (Lustmob Gaster) would very much like to make her pain all disappear. But he doesn't know how to do that without touch, not that anyone really lets him or his sons get close to you despite you being their SOULmate too. But he'll work with what he can get. There's not much else he can do at this point.

[nobodysdaydreams]

Something I just realized about Constance vs. the Other Kids

The other kids have no idea that Curtain was able to put Benedict under and believe that Benedict was strong enough to resist. Constance already knew Benedict was going to fall for it before it even happened.

Constance is the one who called him a "glass house held together by optimism" and has been claiming he's as good as dead since the first episode of season 2. She knows her dad (not official dad yet, but basically). We saw how finding out Nathaniel was the sender affected Nicholas in season 1 and Constance knows how much he loves his brother, how guilty he feels, how tired and desperate he is, how much he blames himself for everything.

But I don't think it's just about her knowing Benedict, but about her understanding Curtain. I've been making a lot of posts about the Benedict brothers adopting children that remind them of each other, and I hope we get more thematic evidence of that this season. Especially with all the alluding to Constance's tragic backstory: She understands what it feels like to be abandoned and betrayed. She understands what it is like to have so much intellectual talent and still be just a child no one takes seriously. She understands what it's like to be a person who feels angry and upset all the time. She understands that Reynie may have revealed the vulnerability inside Curtain last season, but that doesn't make Curtain feel heartbroken and ready to change. It makes him humiliated, furious. And he's not going to be caught unawares like that again. And she understands that while Benedict is going to want to give his brother love and care, that is what Curtain intends to manipulate, and her father is going to fall right into his trap. He already fell for Curtain's joke last season because he was so desperate to have a positive connection with his brother again. The other children and even Benedict are going to be disillusioned, but Constance already knows what's happening. She might have even been able to feel his manipulations through the tv. (In fact, even if Curtain doesn't have psychic powers, he knows that Constance does, which means he could send her one-way threatening messages via whisperer from afar straight into her head about all the terrible things he's going to do to Benedict, and she can't do anything about it).

Anyway what I'm saying is Curtain better watch his back because Constance has been on him from day 1, and the odds of him getting whammed by that golf cart and his feet burned with acid have never been higher. And I can't wait to see how this drama plays into Constance's backstory cause I feel like that’s where we are going.

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) "A Royal Christmas Prince"

In the Beginning of December at the Lovely And Luxuriously Lodge cabin in the Lovely Cherry blossom Forest, The Young Kitsune Woman Who is a Secret Princess That Lived in that Lodge cabin Is Known as "Princess Saphira Lorraina Fox". The Only reason why She lives in the Lovely Lodge Cabin in the Woods..Is to try to See her "Soon to be Husband" Name "Sheldon James Weasleton" Of the Duke Weasleton Family, That If he is "Worthy" To become a Husband..But On the 3rd day of December, Her Father (Which is the Emperor Name "Mordue Quinn Fox") decided to throw a Lovely Christmas party with His counselors from Different Kingdoms…But When Saphira was looking for her Fiance..She looked around until..She hears something in the Bedroom..Saphira Open the Door and Screaming Bloody Murder Like it came out from the Horror Movies..but what Did she sees In that bedroom, was none-other than her Fiance Sheldon Making Love with One of the Counselors Daughter and Her Father Stormed in with His Colleges of the Counsule..and Said,

Mordue: "What is Going on he-Sees Sheldon with Counselors daughter WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE SMILING DEVIL ARE YOU DOING WITH HER!?"

Sheldon: " Saph!, Sir! I-i-i-it's not what it looks like!?"

Before The Emperor Speaks..Saphira cut in and said,

Saph:"Father..let me handle this.. Turns to sheldon NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!! It Looks like your Sleeping with a Counselors daughter!! and who's daughter is this!?"

Counselor Of England: "It was Mine! SHARON!! What In the Name of Queen Elizabeth Do you think your doing!? Sleeping With the Princess of Sakutopia's Fiance!? Are you Serious!? it's a Scandal, Outrage, Disgusting, and UNACCEPTIBLE!! Turns to Saphira and Bows Sadly I am So so sorry Your Highness…My Idiot Daughter has Done Horrible..Please Forgive me…"

Saph:" Sir..it's not your fault..but it's your daughters..and Now "Sheldons" Fault too"

Sheldon was Shocked and the Father of Sheldon (Which is the Duke) was Appalled when he Sees his Own Son Sleeping with the England Counselors Daughter and He was Furious at him..and He apoligize to saphira…and then She said the same thing..but then..She looked at Sheldon..and she said,

Saph:"Well..I wanted To Know Sheldon.. What Did I do To make you cheating on me with an england Counselors daughter? And How Long was "This" is Going on?, But be warned…It'll be your last…"

She Glared At Sheldon..That Glare made Sheldons Spine frozen Like ice…and then he confessed,

Sheldon:"Ok ok I confessed…You never took care of me….I Loved Sharon..and we've been together for 3 years..and She's pregnant with my kid…and also I wanted to take money and Sharon and I are going to get married in secrets and run away and left saphira high and dry!..I don't love her..i love sharon an- AHH!"

Saphira Smacked Him Furiously…And She began to Tore him into new and Told Sheldon that the Engagement is "OFF" big time and She threw the engagement ring at his face and she said to him,

Saph:"You are No Longer Welcomed to My Home! and YOU are not Worthy to be my Husband..I'm Sorry but I cannot Married To someone WHO would Cheated On me with any Counselors Daughters and Cause a Huge Scandals For Our Royal Reputations!"

Sheldon:" B-b-b-but Saph! please i-i-i'm sorry! it just a mistake! I swear!! I just wanted to ha-"

Saph:"NO Your not! No your not! "THIS" is not a Mistake! "THIS" Is your Choice, And THIS is Proved That YOU Never love me at all! YOU Got that Bitch Pregnant! YOU Love my Own Money! and Now YOU! are taken responsibility For YOUR Illeginimate Whore Child Which I don't Blamed the child For this! but Still!! This ENGAGEMENT IS OFF AND THATS FINAL!! NOW GET OUT!!! OUT!!"

After 15 minutes..Sheldon And Sharon Got Kicked out And The Duke Of Weasleton Decide to Force Sheldon To marry Sharon For the Sake of the Child…But The marriage falls apart and The Duke banished him from his family..But..

6 years later,

Saphira was pretty Sadden..as Her father was Upset because of Saphira's heartbroken..Mordue Sighs softly..and began to Go to the Shrine and Pray to the Goddess to Have Saphira true love…and Couldn't Bare it..until..That Night..Something Magical happen is when the Glow was Coming from the Mountains..and there..was a Glowing white Reindeer that the Fur is Pure White as Snow..and it was ridden by a Mysterious Prince from the Mountains..seeking the Lovely maiden,,For his marriage..until..He saw a Lovely Cherry blossom Kingdom.. He began to ride to it..and sees the Sleeping Princess Saphira in her Bedroom chambers..and he said..

[memphisnovels]

Fade into you

Chapter 6. Happiness is a butterfly

{If he's as bad as they say, then I guess I'm cursed

Looking into his eyes, I think he's already hurt

He's already hurt

I said, "Don't be a jerk, don't call me a taxi"

Sitting in your sweatshirt, crying in the backseat

I just wanna dance with you}

Matt Murdock x ofc

Series masterlist here.

I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far, I’m very excited about chapter 7 (which will be up in the very near future) there is some tooth-rotting relief to come!!

This chapter is the aftermath of the very angsty events of chapter 5 + Matt and Alli are forced into a little bit of honest conversation in the present

CW: Slight smut, angst, arguing, Alli and Matt finally clearing up some of their miscommunications

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It had been three weeks since karaoke night at the campus bar. Three weeks since Matt had told me how he really felt about me, three weeks since he’d held me in the palm of his hand and crushed me like it was nothing. Our inter-semester break had just ended, and it was the first week back on campus and still, I couldn’t shake the hurt.

I hated how much it affected me. The way my eyes stung each time I recalled the words he’d said to me that night. Marci had barely left my side, insisting that it was okay to cry, okay to be upset. I hated it. I was furious and bitter, and utterly heartbroken; that was the worst part, the way I couldn’t deny it was my heart that he’d shattered. I attempted to reassure myself that it was just because my friend had hurt me not because he’d spewed that hate at me then gone back to his dorm where Elektra was no doubt waiting. Elektra; his girlfriend. I hadn’t told Logan what had happened that night, only that Matt and I weren’t really hanging out anymore, the news had pleased him. Shaking myself from my reverie I gathered my things for class, the sole class I had left with Matt.

Last week, I’d put in applications to switch to alternate class allocations. I would still be undertaking the same classes, just in different slots, with different classmates. Before I’d shared nearly every class with Matt, now there remained only one. The one class that hadn’t had a space for me to switch slots. I knew it was petty and frivolous and unlike me to shy away from conflict. That made me even angrier, how unlike myself I was behaving in the face of this.

Marci had attempted to reason with me, saying how I couldn’t let him win, he was an ass, and he didn’t deserve the satisfaction of knowing I was hurt.

“I don’t really care what he’d feeling right now, Marci.” Lie. “He can have all the satisfaction he wants, at least I don’t have to look at his smug fucking face every day.”

She hadn’t seemed convinced.

When I stepped foot in the classroom, I was sure the air was thicker, tenser. I glanced at the seats, nearly all full, a result of my procrastination. There were three seats left. The first one my eyes grazed over was the seat I’d sat in for the entirety of the semester, right beside Matt. The second was directly behind that. The third was on the opposite side of the room. My eyes met Foggy’s for the briefest of seconds, but before I could dwell on the pleading look in his eyes, I pulled my gaze from him, I regretted the choice the second my eyes fell on Matt, his glasses covering his eyes, jaw clenched, lips taut and head tilted slightly to the side. Exhaling shakily, I took the seat on the opposite side of the room, ignoring how glacial the room seemed to turn.

I knew Foggy was shooting me looks, he’d tried to talk to me over the break, relentlessly. In response, I offered solitary word texts or sometimes just radio silence. I felt guilty for pushing him away, though, all I could seem to focus on was the deep-seated ache in my chest. Matt hadn’t reached out once. As I sat, vaguely listening to the professor discuss various philosophical ideologies relating to the law I decided that I was no longer hurt. I decided that the ache in my chest would dull because I would will it to, there would be no more tears, no more longing for what could have been. Matt clearly stood by what he’d said considering his lack of apology or even acknowledgment.

“Okay, with that said, I will now announce the groups for mock trial.” Professor Williams began listing off names and roles for the mock trial and I waited to hear my own with bated breath. There were plenty of students in this class, there was no chance that- “Prosecution, Allison Blake and her opposing counsel, Matthew Murdock as defense.” I nearly laughed out loud at that. Yeah, he certainly had quite a bit to defend. My stomach churned; the universe had to be playing some kind of sick joke on me.

I packed my belonging at lightning speed the moment the professor dismissed us. That afternoon I spent begging Charlie Vanderbilt, a most of the time acquaintance, sometimes friend to trade places with me. We’d grown up together, our family's longtime friends. He also happened to be allocated to the other time slot, if he agreed to switch, I wouldn’t have to do mock trial with Matt and I wouldn’t have to see him again. I chose to disregard just how dramatic that thought was remaining committed to my cause.

“Charlie, please, what’s it gonna take? I’ll tutor you in criminal law!”

He smirked at me. “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, Allison, but I couldn’t give less of a shit about law school.” I rolled my eyes at his statement.

“Exactly, you barely even come to the class so why not switch places, what does it matter if it's at a different time when you’re going to skip it anyway?”

“Why do you want to switch so bad? Professor Williams teaches both classes, what’s the difference?”

I shrugged. “I just do.”

His face lit up then, a glimmer of amusement flickering in his eye. “Oh, I see. Could it be that a potential suitor has caught the young miss Blake’s eye?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, I have a boyfriend.”

A dramatic gasp fell from his lips. “How scandalous an affair is afoot?! No wonder you want to trade places, how naughty of you, Alli.”

“Oh my god, you are seriously such a dick, Charlie! Nothing is afoot, I just don’t like that class allocation, will you please trade me.”

His grin grew. “Only if you tell me why, and it better be the truth this time.”

“Really, Vanderbilt? We did cotillion together, and now you’re going to hang me out to dry.”

“I’m getting bored, Alli, tell me why you want to switch, or I walk.” I clenched my jaw, staring him down, ire evident across my features. He raised a solitary eyebrow, glancing at the watch on his wrist, amused grin pressed firmly into his features. “Tick-tock, Blake.”

I rolled my eyes at him, huffing in annoyance. He slung his leather satchel over his shoulder, turning to walk away.

“Fine!” He was back in an instant, hanging off of every word I spoke. “There is a guy.” His excitement grew substantially. “But like I said, nothing is afoot. He was a friend, and we were sleeping together, before Logan. Now… Now we are not.”

“Sleeping together or friends?”

“Both.”

He nodded, taking in my words. “Well, that really wasn’t very interesting, Allison.” He sighed. My shoulders tensed then. “However, I did deign to attend the campus bar a few weeks ago just in time to see that magnificent performance, so, for that plus the vague context you’ve just given, I will trade places with you.” I almost hugged him in gratitude, but then he had to open his mouth again. “On one other condition. You have to tell my mother that I was blowing you away with my wit last Saturday and not on a boat somewhere off the coast of Barcelona with some titillating young dancers.”

I made a sound of disgust at the dreamy look in his eyes, with a final sigh of utter exasperation I stuck my hand out in front of me. Charlie glanced at it before his eyes trailed back to my own, far too slow for my liking. With a smirk, he clasped his hand with mine and offered one firm shake.

…

My eyes grazed over the words inscribed across the page of my textbook, jotting down notes in preparation for my next test. The library was quiet at this time of night, a few other students dotted around the place, most with earphones in. The soft hum of Lauryn Hill played through my own as I studied, tapping my foot gently to the beat.

“So, this is what it’s come to?!”

It was the clear ire in the tone that caused me to lay my full attention on the man before me. His hair was messy, unkempt stubble beginning to line his jaw. His knuckles were white with the grip he had on his cane. He was wearing a Colombia tee and plain grey sweats and still, he looked beautiful, irritatingly so.

“Excuse me?” I responded, eyebrows furrowed.

He shook his head. “Don’t play dumb, Allison, it’s never suited you.”

“I’m not playing anything; I have no idea what you’re talking about.” It was a lie and we both knew it.

“Switching classes! Really, you’re that petty?”

I was mad now. “Do not call me petty, Matthew!”

“Why’d you switch?”

“I wanted a change of scenery.”

He scoffed at me. “You’re such a liar.” I slammed my textbook shut, ignoring the looks other were giving us as I quickly packed up my things and stood, pushing past him to leave the library. He was hot on my tail, clearly not intent on letting this go.  “Tell me the truth, Allison, why did you switch?”

I took the steps two at a time, only stopping when he grabbed my wrist, forcing me to turn. “It’s none of your business, Matt, I am an adult, and I made a choice, you don’t get to question me on it because you don’t like it.”

“Alli, can you just listen to me for a second-”

“God, will you just leave me alone, Matt?! You made your point alright, I got it, loud and clear. You don’t give a shit about me, you never did, you wanted to fuck me and beyond that, I was nothing more than a minor inconvenience to you, you made that much clear.” I willed the stinging in my eyes to go away. He was silent then, in that moment I felt sure he could see me. His jaw was tense, hands balled into fists, and he shook his head gently, vaguely. I turned away from him as a tear fell, wiping it quickly. This was it; it had to be. I faced away from Matt as I spoke. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a girlfriend? You and I had slept together the night before I came to your dorm and met Elektra… Why didn’t you tell me?” I needed to know.

The silence was heavy. The question was loaded, I knew that, I wondered if he did too. My heart felt like it was being wrung between two fists like a cloth was when someone wanted to dispel water from it. I thought of Logan then and I felt even worse.

“I don’t know.”

I nodded, closing my eyes at his words. “Goodbye, Matt.”

I had to be done, I decided in that moment that I was done, Matt and I were done.

“No.”

I raised an eyebrow at him. “What do you mean no?”

“I don’t want to stop seeing you, and I don’t think you really want to stop seeing me.”

Today was the first time Matt and I had spoken since our argument the other night after the preliminary hearing. I’d come to his apartment with the sole purpose of telling him that this was over, we weren’t going to continue to sleep together. He’d been quiet while I laid it out for him, methodically telling him that this wasn’t working for me, and I no longer wanted to see him. Then he’d simply said no.

“You don’t know what I want.”

He uncrossed his arms, moving from where he’d been leaning against the counter, taking a step closer to me. “You say that, but I think we both know that’s not the truth.”

I scoffed. “Okay, Matt, so what is the truth then?”

He took another step toward me. “The truth is you don’t want to leave but you’ll keep fighting me on it and insisting that you do because you’re afraid.”

“Afraid?! What do I have to be afraid of, Murdock?” It was likely that he was bating me, but I couldn’t stop myself from biting, not when it felt so good to argue with him.

“You tell me, Blake.”

I shook my head. “I have nothing to be afraid of.” I wasn’t sure who I was attempting to convince. “I’m not… I’m not afraid, I just don’t want to do this anymore.” He was far too close to me, his blazer and glasses discarded, shirt ever so slightly unbuttoned. It was difficult to clutch at my anger when he looked like that.

“You’ve said that already.”

My eyes narrowed, it was hard to breathe, and my skin was coated in a sheen of sweat; I blamed it on the heat wave. “Well, then you know.” I hated that my composure was so quick to slip when he came close. “How I feel…” I added.

“Is that how you really feel?” I nodded, swallowing heavily before humming in agreement. “Tell me. Use your words.”

The breath I exhaled was shaky. “I don’t want…” Another step closer. “I don’t want this.” The words were barely audible.

“What is this exactly? You’ll have to be more specific about what you don’t want, sweetheart.”

He was so close now I could feel his breath fanning over my lips as he spoke. “I don’t want to sleep with you… anymore.” I forced the words out with a touch of venom.

His lips grazed my ear. “Liar.” My heart was racing as I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Matt.” It was breathy, and I hated him more than ever in that moment.

“Allison.” His voice was low, gravelly. “I’m not going to force you into something you don’t want, but I… I let you walk away before. I’m not doing that again.” His fingers wrapped around mine. “That day, you took my silence as agreement and I let you, I let you say goodbye believing that what I’d said to you in the bar was the truth, but it wasn’t; not even close.”

I bit my lip hard, eyes still closed. “So, why’d you say it?”

“Because I’m selfish.” I shook my head, opening my mouth to disagree. “I am, when it comes to you, I’m selfish. I hated that Logan made you happy when that’s all I wanted to do.”

I opened my eyes then. “If I answer your question with the truth, will you answer mine the same?” He said yes. “I don’t want to stop this, you’re right, I lied, I don’t want to say goodbye to you again.” He dropped his forehead to mine. “Why didn’t you tell me about Elektra before I found out at your dorm.” I knew how revealing that question was, more so my decision to hold onto it for all these years instead of letting it go. One glance at his expression told me he hadn’t missed the undertone, the real meaning. The night in the bar hurt and it was the final straw, but that morning at his dorm was the thing that really crushed me.

It was his turn to close his eyes now, his fingers tightening around my hand. “Because I wasn’t with her for the right reasons.” It wasn’t enough, I needed him to reveal more than that, particularly after I’d laid myself bare. As if he read my mind, he continued. “I went out with her because I didn’t want to feel… what I’d been feeling.”

“What were you feeling?”

“Something you weren’t.”

I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “But it changed, you nearly failed the bar exam after you two broke up, that was… it clearly meant a lot to you.”

“You don’t actually think that was just because of Elektra do you.”

My heart felt as though it stopped dead in my chest then. I wasn’t sure how to respond, how to even string a sentence together. My heart continued its erratic beat and I clutched to the one emotion that seemed easier to maintain. “So, it’s my fault?” Being angry at him was easy, it was simple. He pulled his forehead from mine, raising an eyebrow at me.

“That is not what I said.”

“It’s what you implied.”

He threw his head back, a laugh of utter frustration heaving from him. “And you say I’m unbelievable! You asked me to tell you the truth, I was just answering your questions.”

“You were just shifting the blame!” He told me to stop. I didn’t. “Go on, Matt, please tell me how awful I am and how everything is my fault. I jump to conclusions, I take what you say out of context, I-” My words were abruptly cut off by his lips crashing against mine. It was breathtakingly passionate and dripping with sincerity.

I bit his bottom lip, pulling it out slightly causing a quiet groan to fall from his lips. I felt the damp patch in my panties then, causing me to squeeze my thighs together. He regarded me then, head tilted as he took me in. A second later I was propped up on his dining table, legs spread with his standing between them, chest to mine. “Tell me, Allison, what is it about making me mad that gets you so wet?” His hand gripped my thigh where my skirt had ridden up. His words left me speechless, the dull ache between my legs growing at his proximity. The pad of his thumb grazed the sensitive skin of my inner thigh as I gazed at him. I bit back a moan as his hand moved higher. “Don’t do that.” He murmured into my ear, stepping closer to me and pulling me to the edge of the table so our pelvises would meet, the hard bulge in his slacks all the evidence I needed that our fighting hadn’t left him unbothered either. His hand that wasn’t on my thigh moved to caress my cheek, tucking some hair behind my ear. “I meant what I said, when you’re in the equation, I’m selfish. Even now, I should just let you go, after everything, I shouldn’t do this to you.”

“What if I want you to? Do this to me.”

His jaw tensed. “You switched classes to get away from me in college, Alli, the message was pretty clear, I should have left it there.” I smoothed my finger over the furrow between his eyebrows before moving my hand to his shoulder and pulling him closer.

“I did switch classes to get away from you, Matt but now for the reason you think.”

“So, what was the reason? Were you really that afraid I’d beat you in a mock trial?”

The playful Matt I knew so well was back.

“God, why do you do that?!”

He raised his eyebrows, the ghost of a smirk present on his pretty lips. “Do what?”

“Challenge me, then be so sweet and charming and kind to me that I can’t resist you?” I clutched the fabric of his blue button-up shirt in my hand. “Why do you make me want to kill you and kiss you at the same time?! You act as if it’s nothing. Like it’s all in good fun but you have me in the palm of your hand, which I hate by the way, and I can’t stop remembering why I was so in love with you in law school and it is killing me.”

The air shifted around us then, just as it had that day when I walked into class and chose a seat on the opposite side of the room from Matt. It was tense and heavy as his face dropped at my words. “What?”

I scoffed, rolling my eyes at his attempts to play coy. “As if you didn’t know.”

For a long while, there was silence between us. I let go of his shirt, simply letting my hand rest over his shoulder for another moment before I brought it to my lap. I was still seated on his table, him between my legs, he’d yet to take a single step back. My stomach twisted in knots as I awaited his response. When he finally spoke, it was not just his words that made me bare, but the honesty that dripped from each syllable.

“I didn’t.”

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I'm so mad right now, I don't understand what the fick is SM trying to do, first Lucas, then Sungchan and Shotaro??? They are even taking out their bubbles in which they were really active because they are not in a debuted group anymore??? Its crazy, they did a whole ass show called Welcome to NCT universe hosted by sungtaro, with the SM rookies and sa.few other members of NCT,.I saw it and was literally waiting for the debut date for the rookies and sungtaro to debut together as the last NCT unit, but no, SM has to duck everything up, taking them out for another group like? If you want another concept that can still be NCT every NCT unit is very different from the other, and this now supposed new last unit (NCT Tokyo) is going to be formed with trainees IN A REALITY SHOW LIKE???? ARE YOU SERIOUS, YOU GOT THEM PUT TO JUST PUT RANDOM PEOPLE KN THERE? WTF IM SO MAD. And even when they said it was with their artist consideration, Yuta's comment in Shotaro oh post of his letter tells that that wasn't the truth

This is so sad

I woke up and saw it and I’ve been furious ever since.

All the Gad to do was put them in a unit. That was not hard

But nope, SM lacks common sense and strategy so here is the result.

I didn’t see the comments because I was so upset I turned my phone off after reading the news.

Imagine giving up secure futures to be treated like this?

I’m upset and heartbroken.

They’re fucking with people’s lives and they still don’t care

As for the reality tv show I’ll be watching but I won’t lie I’ll prouder a bit bitter thinking about what it could’ve been.