#one day I believe she’ll be my wife and then I’ll still be seeing her and talking to her every single day and it won’t be a problem

[insanechayne]

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[crystlizabeth]

You belong to me..

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Shadow!femreader

Summery: she may have been a shadow and worked for graves but when your commanders friendliness becomes a bit to touchy it’s a problem, you don’t touch pretty things that belong to Simon Riley.

Warnings: possessiveness, unprotected sex, jealousy, praising, mentions of blood, not proofread

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Simon hated watching those shadows touch you, even if it was ‘friendly’. You smiled at every praise that left Graves lips of how you did such a good job, the pat to your back to low for Simon’s liking and the way he let his hand drag as he walked away. Simon couldn’t help but wonder how Graves was towards you when nobody was around, even if he was your commander your superior he wasn’t allowed to touch you like that. Simon clenched his fist as you stood there soon turning towards him, your gaze different a look a smile that was only meant for him displayed on your pretty face.

A sweet face that he’d have buried in a pillow tears go pleasure running down you face. You saw the way his eyes watched you his dark eyes hooded dangerously staring you down. Price catching Simon’s attention was the only thing that made him look away from you, one last glance towards you before following Price.

Even with that gold ring on your finger signafying that you where his, the last name on your Files no longer yours but his. It wouldn’t be enough he wanted you to himself he had begged price multiple times to call a transfer of you to 141 but Graves always declined because you worked for the United States, the Shadows you belonged to Graves.

But jealousy gets the best of everyone right?

Simons hands grabbing the side of Phillips vest slamming him against the wall, “what crawled up your ass and died Lieutenant.” Graves groaned.

“Why is it you always find your hands on my wife.” Simon spoke his face close to Phillips, his voice dark.

An ugly smirk appeared on Phillips face the cocky twat only shrugged his shoulders a short reply “She’s nice, a good asset to me. She is a good asset.”

That right there if he could without geting put away for life would have taken his knife and silt Phillips throat, carving the commander inside out and feed it to his Shadows and Shepherd himself. Instead Ghost fist connected to his face, more than once, enough to leave blood on his hands and the shirt he wore. He let go of Graves letting him slide down the wall, “if you’re smart, you’ll keep your hands to yourself and mouth shut.” Simon spike lowly leaning down to make eye contact with him.

“I don’t see what she sees in you…” Phillip coughed wiping the blood from his nose.

Simon stayed silent, he didn’t need to answer that because you saw him for him he didn’t have to explain what you saw in him to someone who’s been wanting you to themselves. “I’ll give her the world a safe home and face to look at… your really think she’ll stick around you forever, please. I see her more day out of the year you do why do you think I decline those transfers from your captain. Just to spite you and help her forget you.” Phillip said blood dripping from his toothy smile.

Simon was fuming, his knuckles splitting even more from clenching them. Who did graves think he was? You stuck around someone like that, even bleeding and in pain graves still chose to test his limits.

One punch after another Simon was on top of him graves of course fighting back but a man’s rage was different few more punches and he stopped. Phillip was still alive he was gonna leave him there to rot nobody would believe him he was a traitor staying in UK soil this was bound to happen. And even then Simon had proof that it was just self defense.

Grabbing Philips hair making him look up at Him “Ya listen here, stay the fuck off my wife she can work for your or you’ll be smart and start a transfer. But may god help you if you lay a finger on her again.” Simon spoke harshly finishing by pushing Graves against the wall.

The click of your door opening startled you awake, but the figure that stood in the hall light that poured into your room made you less tense. “Simon..you can be in here..” your voice groggy, your eyes scanning over him at yuh turn your light on. He was covered in blood his mask held in his left hand as he looked at you.

You quickly got you closing your door pushing him to the bed sitting him down “who did this to you.. Simon.” You spoke lifting the bloody shirt off his head his blond hair sticking up.

“It’s not mine.”

It’s not his? Who’s was it then, who pushed him over the edge just enough. Was he gonna get in trouble for this, arrested. “Love stop the worrying..” he spoke breaking you out of your thoughts his large hands pulling you towards him.

He pulled you in close sitting you in his lap your thighs falling around his waist, the feeling of his hands grabbing your face made you wince a bit the feeling of dried blood on his hands made you cringe.

“You belong to me..” he spoke his dark eyes penetrating yours. “You belong to me.” His words stern and harsh.

“Say it.”

“I belong to you Simon.” You spoke his hands falling down your face his hands finding the bottom of your shirt lifting it over your head. You could feel the tension radiating of his skin, he was gonna take his stress and the rest of his anger out on you.

“Good girl, say it again, tell me I’m allowed to have you as I please.” He spoke his lips kissing your neck.

You obeyed “ I belong you you Simon, take me. Have me I’m yours.”

His lips met your kissing you so hungrily he was here to remind you who you belonged to. His hand grabbed the band if your panties pulling his hand back harshly snapping them at the pulling them if you your bare cunt exposed to his trousers. He lifted you up dropping your body on the the mattress as he undid his pants, quickly finding himself on top of you.

“Are you sure.”

“Take me Simon, I’m yours.”

That’s all he needed to hear, his fat head spreading your wet folds apart as he pushing into you. It’s been a minute since he’s been in you but your walls always seemed to mold around him so nicely, those gorgeous sounds you made slipping from your lips as he started moving.

The sound of skin slapping as he fucked into your poor cunt, you drooled for him. He knew how to make a mess out of you, your nails digging into his back as he bullied your pretty pussy. Even with every hard thrust he loved you so well, kissing you so tenderly as your cried out to him. You soft whimpers pleading for him drive him crazy this is how he knew you where his, his to destroy, his to love.

Your finger tangled his his blonde curls tugging on them as he made love to you cradling your head your knees pressed to your chest, he felt every inch of you. “Please don’t stop Si, god please don’t stop.” You cried out.

He didn’t the tightness of your walls staring to clamp around him was enough to bring him to his edge the moans that escaped your lips was enough to make him cum knowing that he made you this way. Your body folded into a mating press as you came on his fat cock. Your pleds for him to cum in you, that you wanted him to fill you marking you as his once again make you need him for days after. His thick seed filling up your puffy cunt, his white nut spilling out the sides as he fucked it into you.

“Common take it, yeah atta girl fucking take it.” He growled pumping in and out of you your nails digging into his biceps the feeling of his thick nut filling you making your eyes roll back.

His cock still in you as he sat up letting your legs fall down your chest falling up and down heavily, your body glistening from sweat. You were gonna be walking funny the next morning that’s for sure, “I didn’t hurt you right?” He asks his calluses hands gliding up and down your torso.

You shook your head no, “good..” he said leaning down kissing your lips tenderly.

“Let’s get you cleaned up yeah..”

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Simon smut!! I have a Johnny one coming sooner or later!!

[platinumrosetail]

Hi it me 🪿 sorry it took me so long work kicking my ass.

Can I have a yandere playtonic Millie , bilzto, stolas, Luna x female trun demon child reader

Where the reader got to hell cuz well I leave that idea to you and then Millie bilzto and stolas and Luna found them and is like my demon baby now and rise them

Sorry if anything is missing spells so many day at the ER. But I have a couple day's off for Much need sleep and relaxing and doing chores lol have a wonderful day sweetheart

Sure! And you’re fine. I’ll do what I can with your lovely request.

Warning: noob author, female reader, yandere platonic characters, and others.

Characters: blitzø, loona, millie, and stolas.

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Blitzø:

You were hypnotized by some magician like criminal to do bad things as the criminal thought that no one would believe a child do his deeds for him.

Well that ended up you dying in one of the crimes he had forced you to do and so you ended up in hell.

He met you when he was getting some food for him and loona.

He didn’t ask about how you’re here or where’s your parents if your were born here, he just took you with him to the apartment he owns, saying how you’re now his daughter which greatly startled you about how sudden he was about this decision without even knowing you.

He learned what happened while you were still alive and then grew overprotective as many demons who died in the human world is more powerful than the hell-born demons so he doesn’t want you to get used again like when you were alive.

He spoils you like he does with loona and buys you a lot of stuff, while he buys stuff he makes sure to buy a tracker just in case you go missing or get lost or other situations.

He’ll make sure you’re safe and sound, making sure to keep you close to him even at I.m.p office.

Loona:

You were kicked out of the orphanage and died stealing some food.

Loona was just walking down the street after getting a hell version of Starbucks when you appeared in front of her in your new demon form still a child.

She was shocked to see a child being in hell but anything is possible.

She decided to take you home which surprised her as she wouldn’t do it but you just seemed to spark her interest especially with how she knows how hell would treat a young child like you.

She soon learned your backstory and she kinda related but it looks like you got the short end of the stick unlike her.

She secretly likes that blitzø easily took a shine to you but doesn’t show it, she also gets you gift she thinks you might like like a wolf doll.

She’ll be overprotective of you when out and will bite off anyone heads who decides to try and mess with you.

Millie:

Your family were murders so being in their family made you go to hell after you had died unexpectedly young.

You bumped into her after you get sent to hell and she just couldn’t let you survive on your own especially since you’re in hell and won’t go far unless you know what you’re doing.

So she took you to her apartment she shares with her beloved husband.

Moxxie wasn’t expecting his wife to bring home a child but after being explained how you got here he caved in and soon became your dad.

She makes sure you have everything you need and teaches you everything you might need to know along with some things she learned on her family’s farm.

She and moxxie both take you to work so you know both blitzø and loona, sometimes you’d be babysat by them when the two wants alone time.

She’s overprotective of you as she is of her husband and would do anything to keep you and him safe and sound.

Stolas:

You actually accidentally summoned him when finding one of his more easier summoning rituals so you and him became friends as you were lonely with how you had no friends.

He took interest you and started teaching you things like math and other useful thing you might need in the future.

He decided that you were perfect to be his daughter and know that you would get along with Octavia but he worries on what Stella would do when she finds out about you so he’ll have to do something with her and soon.

The way he had you be taken to hell was possess you and kill your parents though that was a bit tricky as their always working but thankfully he figured out when they be off work and home.

After he had you kill your parents he made you kill yourself so you could come down to hell and be his child.

He already taken care of Stella and made it look like a assassination attempt on him but she was hit, thankfully his blitzy and his friends did a wonderful job doing it too.

Your young mind didn’t comprehend or remember how he had possessed you and had killed your parents and yourself which he was thankful for as he means you still see him in a good lighting even with the new demon look you had gain. You and Octavia got along alright, though she didn’t understand why her father did what he did but didn’t really question as everyone in hell is demons and there’s a lot of things that have happened so it was best not to question things.

(A/n: I hope you liked it 😁!! Also this person will only be the person that will be able to use the anonymous feature as I’m tired of all the people requesting something but not following my rule and I won’t be able to contact them, reason why only this person is allowed is because my friend knows them and can contact them for me so do please make sure to read my rules before you request thank you. Anyway hope y’all have a wonderful day/evening/night!!)

[ragingclaw]

The Usual Routine (Harvey x OC)

Summary: Another day, another season. Harvey takes his time and mulls over things.

Word Count: 1,255

AN: Fluff. Just fluff. Also, I thought about focusing on my fic. I rolled a d20 and got a nat 1. Guess I'll dilly-dally.

The warmth of the morning sun hit Harvey’s face, something he had been experiencing ever since he moved into the farmhouse with Hiraya. Sensing that the right side of the bed was empty, Harvey instinctively reached out for his glasses and made his way to the kitchen, only to find it empty except for the plate and a cup on the table.

Sitting, Harvey hummed to himself as he marveled at the fact that he had found himself living in this peaceful house. Three years after he’d married Hiraya, he still couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have been the one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Remembering the quiet mornings that he would wake up to make him feel warm as he took a spoonful of the complete breakfast in front of him.

In the distance, he could hear Gregory and Flora already at their usual shenanigans. He knew that those two are shouting at each other as they clear up debris scattered around their farm, it is the start of a new season after all. A perfect time to spend time with Aya and Danny, he thought to himself, placing the now-empty plate on the sink and drinking the remaining coffee in his cup.

As he officially started his day, Harvey heard footsteps coming from their son’s room. “What do you want for breakfast?” turning around, he saw Hiraya carrying Daniel whose arms are tightly wrapped around his mother’s neck. A smile appeared on his face when he heard their son mumble something to Hiraya. He looks and sounds just like you, Harvey recalled his mother saying to him one time when his family visited him on his birthday.

After setting the plate aside to dry, Harvey watched Hiraya put Daniel in the chair before ruffling his hair, earning her a giggle. For Harvey, moments like these made his longing for a domestic life for many years worth it. It did not take Daniel long to notice him, as he was immediately bombarded with questions if they are going to help Hiraya on the farm or not.

“Good morning, dear. How’s the breakfast?” Hiraya greeted him with a small smile, finally completing his morning with a kiss from her. He then sat down beside Daniel, who demanded a hug as soon as he was seated. “Honey, it’s fantastic, and all of the dishes that you make are something that I always look forward to.”

He could see a blush form on Hiraya’s cheek and her attempts at hiding it, causing himself in getting flustered at her reaction in return. Announcing that she’ll prepare Daniel’s food, Harvey stood up and volunteered to do it, only for him to almost knock the both of them down. Noticing how close their faces are, Harvey’s breath hitched with how firm yet gentle Hiraya’s grip on his arm was.

It took Hiraya some time when she realized what was happening, and when she did, she couldn’t help but laugh at how silly they are. “Harvey,” she chuckled as she buried her face in his chest, “We are not teenagers anymore.”

“I can’t help it, honey. Your love makes me feel as if this is the first time I have fallen in love with someone.”

Hiraya looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “Are you also this much of a flirt 20 years ago?”

“No,” he kissed the top of her head, “I’m just comfortable in expressing my emotions to you.”

The world seemed to slow down for Harvey as he gazed into his wife’s eyes. Uttering a quiet “I’ll cook” to her, he then started preparing their son’s food as his thoughts drifted to the very first day that he met Hiraya. If someone had told him 6 years ago that he would fall in love with one of the new people that moved into Pelican Town, he would laugh at them.

Harvey had been in two failed relationships before Hiraya. The first one was when he was just a sophomore at the university; a charming girl, but tried to control him too much, so much that he forced himself to push his nervousness around people and be a social butterfly after they fought when he declined her invitation one time.

Those five years with his ex drained him emotionally and mentally. Some of his friends advised him to try having one-night stands with other women after his first heartbreak, though he immediately knew that setup wasn’t for him the morning after he woke up with his head throbbing due to hangover, only to find his bed empty with a note from a friend’s friend. Up to this day, Harvey wondered how he was able to do those back then despite how shy he was around people.

If it wasn’t for his second relationship, if he could even call ‘two friends meeting after work to have sex and talk after that’ a relationship, he might’ve been content being alone and married his profession. He had talked with that friend of his after they’d done their routine to try and upgrade their relationship, although after three dates they both knew that neither of them wanted a serious commitment at that time, especially when they both spend most of their days at their jobs. At least you had someone help you sort out what you want, Hiraya said to him when she asked him about his past relationships.

A small hand pinching his cheek pulled Harvey out of his thoughts, seeing his son happily put his hand on his face repeatedly. Seconds later, a small chirping sound coming from the door caught their attention. “They’re looking for you, honey. Odd that they like being around you considering you can’t even understand what they are saying,” said Hiraya as she walked through the doorway.

Daniel’s face lit up as he saw the junimos following his mother, while a handful was clinging to her. “Any news from your friend, the wizard, about why I can see them?”

“No,” Hiraya sighed, placing a green junimo on Harvey’s shoulder, “though he strongly believes it’s because you’ve been exposed to magic the longest. He also mentioned that Grandpa’s place is one of the places that is potent with magic.”

A small “huh” was all that Harvey could manage. The green junimo, who was quietly sitting on his shoulder, used his mustache to cling over to his right shoulder. Surprisingly, the junimo seemed to weigh like a feather, though he still grabbed the clinging junimo and placed it on top of his head. Hiraya, who was watching all of this unfold, tried to stifle a laugh while Daniel giggled at his father’s predicament. “You stay there, and please hold still,” he mumbled.

For a moment, the subtle ruckus happening outside of their house suddenly sounded pleasant. The sounds of their animals, the rustling of the leaves, splashes of water caused by the fish in their pond. All of it made Harvey flustered, his heart swelled with joy. This is all I ever wanted, Harvey mused. This is what I waited for all my life. To create my own family with the one I love. Finally, I’m home.

“I guess this will be our usual routine, don’t you think honey?” Harvey asked with a smile, breaking the silence that surrounded them. 

Looking at his wife, he noticed that Hiraya seemed to be thinking the same thing as him, as he was met with a gentle smile from her. “I guess it is.”

[aajjks]

TC!dad!JK

you’re hurting. deeply hurt but if you face it with your flurry of emotions, it’ll only make things worse. you remain calm but it’s hard to pretend as if you’re okay when you’re not. you want to scream, cry, and let out a river of curses but you know no matter what you do, it won’t bring your baby boy back. you learned that when your twin boys died but you were blessed with ayra and ji-eun. you believe in blessings and that your son will circle back to the both of you somehow, someway. you just want jungkook to see that but guilt is eating at his heart.

the last thing jungkook told his son was that he’d never be a king. hell, he even struck his son and now that he’s gone, how will he ever apologize for what he’s done?

first, his mother and now his son, he isn’t sure how much more of this he can take and frankly, he’s finished fighting. he’s finally holding the white flag and you’re finding it hard to hold yourself together when the strongest person you know is crumbling before your very eyes.

“no, i’m not leaving you! i won’t leave you alone. i am your wife and we vowed to be here for each other through thick and thin. it’s not your fault, baby. what happened wasn’t any of your fault. jinseoul loved you til the very end. not once did he say he never did”

“i’m hurting too jungkook. fuck, it hurts so much” you cry “but i know our son will come back to us. look at ayra and ji-eun. we lost our boys and God blessed us with twin girls. we can get through this, i know we can. i WILL NOT kill you because killing you won’t bring our baby back, jungkook. it won’t!!”

what would your mother say? what would his mother say?

you’re caught between a rock and a hard place and it’s hard carrying all the weight on your own here. you aren’t sure how much more of this you can take and if jungkook does…

you’ll be all alone.

six kids and one mother to raise them all.

and at this rate, that’s what your future sounds like.

“please jungkook” you hold your head down “we have six other children that we have to be strong for. our son loved you. in-in the letter, he said that what happened between the two of you never changed how he looked at you or how he felt about you. you’re still his father at the end of the day and i’m not asking you to suck it up, i’m asking you to live on for him. if not for me, do it for jinseoul. live on for him because that’s what he would have wanted”

dear ae-cha,

you’re the best sister a brother could have ever asked for and i love you. i’m writing this letter to tell you that i’m leaving not because i hate it here or i hate mom or dad but i just don’t belong here anymore.

i know what you’re thinking “MOM AND DAD WILL KILL YOU” but i made sure i wrote a letter to them too and no, i will not tell you where i’m going. just know that when i come back, i’ll be a fully mature man and better than you like i always was.

tell areum to be the best cook she could ever be and that her fruit tarts were always my favorite. tell her that it’s okay to not be okay and make sure you give her lots of hugs for me. tell her that she shouldn’t be afraid to go to mom and dad about anything and that they’ll always support her no matter what. i will too.

tell jawon to remember that mom’s favorite flowers are snowdrops because he always forgets and if he wants to learn more about archery like he says he will, dad is the best teacher.

tell ayra to be a good girl and to stop eating peppermints! they’ll rot her teeth! i keep scolding her about that and she thinks i don’t know but i do! i know she’ll get better at music and personally, she’s the best cello player in the whole country. tell her to stop being shy and show the world just how great of a musician she is.

tell ji-eun to be to kind to ayra and keep singing her heart out. she’s gotten so much better since the lessons but she’ll lose her voice if she keeps being mean to ayra. tell her to be a good girl too and that she can keep all my paintings if she wants.

tell jaehan to keep being adorable and that i love him very much. when he gets big and strong, give all of my art supplies to him so he can be a cool artist like his big brother.

ae-cha, you’re in charge now. keep mom and dad happy and tell them that i chose to leave. i’m sure they’re upset, but they’ll understand. you’re the greatest dancer, ae-cha and no matter what, keep dancing. if you ever miss me just know i’ll be there in every twirl, dip, and fall for you and our siblings.

you be a good girl too and don’t make the same mistakes i did. save yourself for someone special. for someone that actually loves you and when we meet again you have permission to say “told you so.”

love you always, best friend

“jinseoul?” ae-cha tilts her head. what does this letter mean? and before she can leave her room to ask her parents about it, the servants instruct her to stay in her room until you come to get them.

that’s when she knew something must have happened to him. something terrible.

Jungkook can’t take this, he loved all of his children, jinseoul was his first baby and now that he’s gone, he cannot find it in him to go on.

He really can’t, you’re crying, Jungkook is filled with guilt and regret, he really cannot go on, loosing a child is never easy and Jungkook had to learn that the hardest way, life has taught him the most difficult lesson by giving him the deepest wounds.

The only good thing about his life was you, and his beloved children, now one is gone and six are left, he just wants to cry but he cannot dump it all on you because along with him you’re a bereaved parent too.

Jungkook however will just die like this, his will has been broken, none of his children are big enough to take over, he just wants to go, he wants to run away.

“I-I’m not strong like you yn…. You learned to love a monster but I’m it strong enough to deal with this- I need to go.” He gently pushes you away but luckily got him you’re done with his bandage.

You can’t save him everytime, he will get his punishment, today at any cost, “I need to feel exact pain that he must’ve felt when he was stabbed- you don’t understand I failed to protect him.”

“I’ll die just like him.”

But the real question is that who killed him.

Jungkook has to kill one last person before he goes and that’s going to be the killer of his son, “leave me alone yn.”

[nebulablakemurphy]

All For You (Pt. 7)

Summary: Elliot and Jules’ baby shower attracts some unlikely guests. Companion series to Because Of You & Before You.

Warning: this is a mature series that includes mentions of drug use/overdose, mental illness, explicit language and mentions of sex.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

They knew it’d be good, the first time they were all ‘together, together.’ Healing what was broken, solidifying the bonds that have been strained for so long. Elliot’s neighbors definitely got an earful.

After that things get better.

Rue finally drags Elliot down to an NA meeting. He doesn’t know if it’ll work for him, but Rue insists they helped save her life. Turns out it’s not all bullshit. Wanting to be sober helps too. Y/N and Jules entertain themselves while they’re gone.

Whatever worries the four of them had about the logistics of all this seem silly now. The idea that this would someday end also felt impossible.

The longer they stayed there, hole up in Elliot’s apartment, the less desire anyone had to leave. Like they might all just stay crammed into one tiny bed for the rest of their lives.

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Y/N’s belly is growing by the day. A happy, healthy baby kicking away inside. Jules feels the first one, entirely by coincidence. Or maybe it was the sound of her voice that sent a tiny foot soaring into her palm. Jules’ smile is brighter than the sun.

The baby won’t move for Elliot, which becomes a running joke. Baby Vaughn-Collins already picked a favorite before he or she was even born. Jules and Elliot decide not to find out the sex until birth, but they all have predictions.

Y/N is thirty-four weeks along when the nursery is finally ready. She and Rue are invited over to see it. Cream colored walls, with soft gender neutral pastels, turn their former guest room into a rainforest themed oasis for their bundle of joy.

“It’s beautiful,” Rue tells them, running her finger tips over the soft sheets inside the crib.

Jules smiles, “I still can’t believe it.”

Elliot is unusually quiet. Y/N pulls him aside, into the hallway.

“Cold feet?”

“Nah. It’s just all getting real, you know? Filling out all that paperwork-”

“Did you change your mind?” Y/N asks, even though it’s too late to really change his mind.

“This was a terrible idea and I’m so sorry.”

“Elliot, what?”

“When this is over you’re gonna understand.” He runs a hand over his face. “You’re gonna be happy for me and Jules. You’re gonna think that everything is the way it’s supposed to be and all is right with the world. Your life will go on, you’ll watch them grow up with the best parents any kid could ask for.

You’ll come to their birthday parties, help with their homework, and maybe even coach their soccer team. You’ll worry when they’re sick. They’ll love you and you’ll love them. Most times it’ll make you happy-”

“Elliot stop, it’s ok.” Y/N cuts him off. “It’ll be ok, we’ll figure it out. Maybe sometimes I’ll be sad. Like when I leave the hospital without a baby for the first time. Or the first few weeks when I’m all swollen and in pain, I’ll probably cry myself to sleep-”

Elliot wraps her up in his arms. “Come stay with us. Or we’ll stay with you guys. Whatever is better for you and Rue and the kids, but please don’t fucking do that.”

“No, that’s part of it.” Y/N murmurs against his neck. “Part of letting go, we have to allow that separation. You have to let yourself feel it.”

“Did your therapist tell you to do that?” Elliot draws back slightly to look at her. “He’s fucking fired.”

“You can’t fire my therapist, Elliot.” Y/N laughs, “I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“Bullshit,” he snaps. “I’m glad you did. Rather than having to find out later. Does Rue know?”

“Yeah. She’ll be with me.” Rue knows everything.

“And I don’t get the option to be with you?” That’s the rub isn’t it? She’s his once removed. Not his wife, not the mother of his children, not his anything.

“We can discuss it.” Y/N agrees. “All four of us, there are four people in this. Not just me and you.”

Elliot nods, “fine, yeah.”

“I love you and I’m glad we had this talk.” God, that feels weird. It’s good to have discussions instead of just doing things and watching them blow up in their faces. That’s part of finding a better thing.

“I just love you.”

“I know.” That’s why they fight. Why they always have and why they always will.

“I don’t want you to feel alone in this. Or like you only have Rue. You have me and Jules.”

Maybe they could all stay together…just for a little while.

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Y/N is thirty-nine weeks and one day pregnant at Jules and Elliot’s baby shower. The timing is slightly precarious because the date kept getting moved around. No sign of baby yet, just Braxton hicks contractions that wake Y/N from a dead sleep.

Rue’s been amazing through the whole thing, she wakes with Y/N. Rubbing her back, whispering soothing words, that she’s safe and loved. That’s she’s ok and this won’t last forever.

The baby shower is beautiful, small and intimate, at Elliot and Jules’ house. Their friends and family are very accepting of their situation. Even though not everyone fully understands it. Like Fez, for example, who’s just arriving with a giant box.

He’s been happy in his new life. Without the drugs or the dealing or…Ash. He has Lexi and their children to ground him. Keep him motivated. Somehow time marches on.

“Jules?” Someone taps Y/N on the shoulder.

“Uh, no.” Y/N smiles, turning to face them. It’s not anyone she’s seen before, but the woman reminds her of someone she knows very well. “I’m just…incubating. Jules is around here somewhere.” Y/N looks to the long white table, adorned with mint green ribbons, where Jules was just a minute ago.

“How do you know Elliot?”

“He’s my friend.” Y/N tells her, feeling Cameron tug at her hand.

“Mommy, can I have some more snacks?”

“Yeah, baby. Go ahead.” Y/N ruffles his curls before he rips back across the room.

“Is he yours?” She knows. Cameron looks just like him.

“Yes.” Y/N clears her throat, growing more uncomfortable by the second. “So, how do you know Elliot?”

“I’m his mother.”

His mother. Y/N’s heart clenches. Elliot has only seen his mother a handful of times since he went to live with this aunt and cousin. If they’re on speaking terms, he hasn’t mentioned it.

Y/N isn’t sure what to do and she can’t see Elliot among the crowd anywhere. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too.”

“Will you excuse me for a moment?” It’s rude, Y/N knows it is. But this feels wrong, Elliot or Jules should be here. Not her, it isn’t her place.

“Of course.” The woman smiles softly.

Y/N dashes down the hall, and up the stairs to the second floor bathroom. She jiggles the handle only to find it locked. Come on. She needs to pee and have a breakdown. Y/N doesn’t knock, taking a seat on Elliot and Jules’ bed and pulling out her cell phone to text Rue while she waits.

‘Hiding in the bedroom. Someone’s in the bathroom and I really have to go. I might jump out the window and climb onto the top of the garage, then use the trash cans to get down, so I can leave without anyone seeing me. Do you think I’ll make it?’

Rue’s response comes a few seconds later. ‘No, I do not think your pregnant ass will make it. What happened?’

‘Elliot’s mom is here.’

‘I just ran into her and Jules’ mom.’

‘Why is she here?’

‘I don’t know. I didn’t send the invites, but Jules and Elliot are M.I.A.’

Y/N sighs. ‘I’m gonna knock and see who’s in the bathroom.’

‘You prepared an escape plan without knocking?’

‘Uh, yeah. Updates to follow.’

‘At the edge of my seat.’

Y/N can feel Rue shaking her head.

Knock, knock.

“There’s a bathroom downstairs.” A voice replies from inside.

“Elliot?”

“Y/N?” The door creaks open.

Not just Elliot, but Jules. “You guys having a quickie? Elliot you know your mom’s here, right?”

“I didn’t think she’d actually show.” He admits, she never has before. “You left Rue alone with her?”

“Rue’s been warned, Fez and Lexi are down there. They’ll man the fort. She was more interested in Cameron though. Good luck explaining that.”

“Shit.”

Jules lets out a watery laugh and Y/N gets a good look at her as she steps onto the tile floor. Elliot moving to lock the door behind Y/N.

The blonde’s eyes are red and puffy, she’s been crying. Seated on the lid of toilet seat.

“Jules what happened?” Y/N closes the distance between them, crouching downs between Jules’ knees so they’re at eye level.

“My mom.”

“What did she do?”

“Nothing.” Jules looks away, swiping the back of her hand over her cupid’s bow. “She was actually really nice.”

“Why are you crying?” Y/N pushes a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.

“Because…like,” Jules takes a deep breath, “what if I mess up?”

“With the baby?”

“Yeah? What if I mess them up? I can’t do this. Elliot can do this, I’m not ready. And he waited for so long for me to like catch up.” She looks to her husband in defeat. Clearly it’s not his first time hearing this. “But I can’t because I’m so fucked up because of what she-”

“I know what she did, Jules.” Y/N whispers. “But you are not gonna do that.”

“How do you know?”

Y/N takes Jules hand softly, placing it on her belly between them. “I know you. I know how much you want this and I know you’re scared. I know why you’re scared. Motherhood is scary, you love your baby so much. You’ll worry about them and you’ll mess up sometimes, everyone does. But you’ll keep learning and trying and you will be an amazing mom.”

“I want to be.”

“We’re in this together.” Y/N reminds her. “Me and Rue will help, whatever you need. If you’re feeling overwhelmed or tired or whatever, we’ve got you. Elliot’s got you.”

“I don’t want to be a burden. I know you’ve got your own stuff going on with the Rue and the kids and like…healing after the baby.”

“This relationship is not a burden to me.” Y/N says, patiently. “You are not a burden, Jules. I love you so much. I love being with you. I love spending time with you. You make me so happy.”

“No,” Jules argues, “I love you. You make me happy.”

“Are you really gonna argue about a mutual feeling?” Elliot chimes in.

“Yeah.” Y/N cocks her head to the side. “I felt it first.”

“I felt it stronger though.”

“Unfuckingbelievable.” Elliot chuckles.

Y/N used to feel bad for him, being surrounded by all of them, all of the time. She doesn’t anymore, he clearly enjoys it.

“Be with me after.” Jules says, kissing Y/N’s hands and then her belly.

It’s still under review, what would happen when the baby came. If they were all staying together, it would have to be at Y/N and Rue’s house.

Jules and Elliot would bring over the bassinet and set up shop. They would bond with their baby and Y/N and Rue would keep their schedules. Sawyer and Cameron would have a blast with everyone under one roof. Y/N would have support if and when she needed it. They would all have extra support and the pitch did come with a lot of perks.

“Are you sure?” Y/N asks anyway.

“Be with me, please?” Jules whispers.

Y/N takes a deep breath, “ok.” She still has to pee though.

Elliot and Jules excuse themselves, waiting for her to finish. The plan was to go back to the party together. But-

“Guys?” Y/N calls, from inside the bathroom.

“Yeah?”

“Get Rue.”

“What’s wrong?” Jules wonders, rattling the doorknob.

“My water just broke.”

Part 8

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Mighty Solars in Taken Away From Me Ch. 7

Back in the dungeon cell, Terry, who has powered down earlier, started to sulk as he looks down at Cheery, who is still unconscious. She hasn’t even woken up yet. Suddenly, a door opening was heard as Terry looks up and sees Zolthar approaching him. Terry then looks down, believing he has lost all hope of reuniting with his husband, their kids and their nanny. Zolthar begin to scoff as he looks unsympathetic over Terry’s state right now.

Zolthar: So, you have given up Mighton?

Terry: Why the fuck would you say that?

Zolthar: Well, here you are right now. Ready to have you goddamn energy absorbed by our empress. chuckles I believe you never had a choice, just like I didn’t.

Terry: began to learn something What did you say?

Zolthar: Ya heard. I never had a choice, not since the day….I lost….. my wife….

Terry: What?! You lost your wife? What happened?

Zolthar: Ophelia happened?

A flashback appears as it shows Zolthar with his wife at a peaceful cottage on Emeralddon. He smiles after his wife as she smiles back at him.

Zolthar: voiceover I had a wonderful life with my wife. She was so kind and graceful. We had a lovely home, a wonderful village and a wonderful view. I had everything I wanted, until one day….

The flashback switches to the next scene where Zolthar hears screaming. He ran back to the cottage and sees his wife at Ophelia’s mercy.

Zolthar: voiceover The Empress came and she has my wife in her custody. She told me if I haven’t became her guard, she’ll take my wife’s life with it.

Ophelia: It’s your choice. Become my guard or your wife fucking gets it.

The scene switches over to Zolthar becoming the head guard as the Emeralnites bow down to him. But then, Zolthar returned home, only to see his wife on the floor as he gasp.

Zolthar: voiceover But when I got home, I was too late. Zolthar runs to who his wife who has been stabbed with her eyes clothes as she dies in his arms I lost the woman I love, to a murderous tyrant.

Zolthar cries as he cradles his dying wife in his arms. The flashback ends as Zolthar looks down bitterly, clearly which proves as a sign that he hasn’t gotten over the death of his wife. Terry just stood there, shock and terrified, how could Zolthar do this? How could Zolthar do this? How could he do this?! Out of the grief of losing his wife?

Zolthar: After losing my wife, I been spending years capturing other races of aliens for our energy. To please my empress. As a leading guard, you must do what is right. Even if it means taking lives from other alien.

Terry: Wh-what?! So that’s why you serve that fucking psycho? Because you lost your wife, to a murder? Why the fuck would you do this? Ophelia murdered your wife! This woman is a fucking monster! You can’t serve that person. She is gonna kill innocent humans, your planet is full of murdering bullshit!

Zolthar: punches Terry as he screams Shut the fuck up! I am doing what is right! So I won’t suffer the same fate as my wife!

Terry: growling as he started to transform You sick bastard! How could you? That empress you served is responsible for losing the woman you loved! She is a murdering psychopath! You are killing innocent people, they don’t deserved this! Think about it! This isn’t what your wife wanted! She would wanted you to have a better life!

Zolthar: I am doing what is best for me! I am doing what is best for my empress! I am doing what is best for my planet, you piece of-

Terry/Mighton: finishes transforming into his Mighty Solar form No! It isn’t! You make me fucking sick! Instead of recovering from that loss, you made it worst! You became an out of control monster! Just like your empress! You are killing other alien races for you godawful energy that is corrupting you! You are supposed to fucking stand up that goddamn evil empress! You bastard! I can’t believe you would do something like this! You and your race are nothing but a bunch of out of control fucking murderers! But, I’ll have you know that I have manage that same thing, because I have found my real lifemate, who would later become my doting husband, Korvo! I have already recover from that same grief after losing my previous lifemate Terri with an I, because I have an awesome husband, three awesome kids and an awesome nanny that I believe is heading up there right now, ready to kick your ass! Because, you and your godawful race deserves it! After all the goddamn awful things you have done! You are supposed to be the good guys!

Zolthar: growls as he shoves Terry who is still holding Cheery to the wall Well was that brat you rescued worth it?!

Terry/Mighton: This isn’t about her. It’s about all of us. Please, don’t kill these innocent humans Zolthar. Find another way.

Zolthar thinks about it, but instead of showing remorse, still being stubborn and thick headed, he shock Terry with am electric hammer as Terry screams in pain. Zolthar grabs the determined Mighty Solar by the head as he growls.

Zolthar: There’s nothing about us anymore, Mighton.

Zolthar throws Terry who is still holding Cheery to the ground. The dungeon doors open as Terry sees Ophelia waiting for him on top of a crater as black lighting appears in the dark sky.

Zolthar: picks up Terry violently Now get up, you fucking piece of shit! It’s time!

But, instead of looking at Zolthar, Terry looks up at Ophelia. He has finally had enough of her and her murdering psychotic races harming innocent lives. He even has enough of Zolthar blindly following the empress’ orders as he growls. This Mighty Solar has finally regain courage and hope, because now he knows what he must do. He must fight for not just Cheery, but also for Earth-4! His family! His friends! Everyone! Terry looks at Cheery before courageously heading up there to the Empress.

Back on Earth-4, Monica is slowly recovering as she wakes up and smile at the sunrise. She puts on her clothes, gets ready and heads downstairs for breakfast.

Mr. Miller: Morning sweetheart, how are you feeling?

Ms. Miller: Feeling better now, honey?

Monica: gets out a bowl of cereal and pours milk in it I don’t know mom and dad, I- suddenly sees another Emeralnites guard on the floor and screams Stay away!

Emeralnites Guard: What the fuck? Oh, gets out his gun and points it at the Millers prepare to die motherfuckers!

Suddenly, Phoebe, who transformed into Starburst, appeared, having heard the commotion from the Solar Opposites’ house. She gets out her lasso and uses it to wrap the guard and swing him to the wall.

Phoebe/Starburst: That’s what you get motherfucker! Leave those humans alone, but first. grabs the guard by the throat Where’s Mighton? What happened to the other missing humans? I swear to God, if you hurt them, along with Mighton, so help me-

The guard suddenly shoots the house light as it started to spark out fire. Ms. Miller scream as it prepares to strike towards her.

Monica: Mom! Watch out!

Suddenly, something incredibly unbelievable has happened! Monica ran faster then the speed of sound, in a trail of orchid lighting blazing through the scene! Monica has suddenly became incredibly super fast! In a fast motion, Monica grabs her mother and then her father to safety outside, as they grow and surprised by their daughter’s new ability. Their daughter is a like speedster now! Monica then sees the guard trying to let go of Starburst’s rope, then seizes the opportunity to use her new powers by running up the guard in fast motion as time slows down. Phoebe watches in amazement as she grows surprised by Monica’s discovered super power, super speed! Monica then stops and shoves the guard to the wall.

Monica: That’s for almost killing my mom, you fucking bitch!

Monica then knocks the guard unconscious as she started to look at the lighting around her that has spread across her body.

Monica: Wow, this is really cool feeling. What’s happening to me?

Phoebe/Staburst: Monica, that is so amazing! The blast must’ve have giving the powers of running fast without slowing down! You have super speed!

Then suddenly…

Janice: offscreen Aaah! Help!

Monica: Ooh. Be right back!

Monica uses her super speed and with her powers, rams a robber with a single punch as time slows down. The robber grows unconscious as the purse he stole from Janice suddenly returns in her arms. Monica ran back to her house as the news plays.

News Reporter: on tv We interrupt this program to bring you some breaking news! A newfound phenomenon spread across the globe as early reports have shown a somewhat mysterious running woman with the power of super speed. pictures of Monica blurred in the trail are shown We don’t know who this brave young woman is, but whoever she is, is she really a Mighty Solar?! And what will she do next?!

Monica: Aw man. This is all happening to fast! I better keep this a secret from everyone. Including my classmates. You think Jesse won’t mind if I tell her about this once we get up there?

Phoebe/Starburst: Hey, your best friend is a super hero. She is really gonna love this!

Mr. Miller: running up to his daughter with his wife as he gives her a big hug I am so proud of you sweetie!

Ms. Miller: Oh my baby is a superhero! Come here! showers Monica with motherly kisses

Monica: blushing as she smiles and laughs Mom! Dad! Cut it out!

Ms. Miller: Oh sorry, sweetie. We’re just so happy for you. But, don’t worry, we are not going to tell anyone. Including your awful aunt and cousins. They are so not going to mock you even more, even when you’re now a superhero.

Monica: Thanks, but I don’t if I’m born for this!

Phoebe/Staburst: puts her hand on Monica’s right shoulder Of course you are, because you are Jesse’s best friend and you’ve been so kind to everyone, even some people were being fucking transphobic. You are a very brave teenage girl, and right now, I think your powers can help us save Mighton and the rest of the captured humans.

Monica: smiles and develops a confident look on her face Yeah, let’s do this!

Ms. Miller: But honey, this looks dangerous.

Mr. Miller: Are you sure you can handle that kind of pressure?

Monica: looks back at her parents I have to. Even if it means risking to have a double life. My best friend’s father is in trouble and right now, Jesse and her family needs me now than ever. I have to go up there help the Mighty Solars rescue Mighton and stop that crazy empress. We have to make sure this never happens again. I know the risks, but I need you guys to count on me, please. Trust me.

Mr. and Ms. Miller look at each other then smiles and gives her a nod, showing a sign that they fully trust her. Monica hugs her parents.

Monica: Don’t worry you guys. I’ll be back soon. I love you two so much. Come on Starburst, we got a fucking ass to kick!

Phoebe and Monica walk out of the door as Monica looks at her parents one more time while smiling at them. Mr. and Ms. Miller smiles back at her. They feel like as if their daughter has grown up into a brave young lady. Monica then thought about something before they are ready to go up on planet Emeralddon.

Monica: Ooh but first…

Monica, with her super speed, runs up and grabs the unconscious guard in her hands and runs up to Phoebe, before nodding at each other.

Monica: Okay Staburst, hold on tight! starting running in fast motion with her super speed

Phoebe/Staburst: Woo-hoo!

Monica quickly ran faster than ever with her powers as the town grows startled by the super speed, wondering what is causing all this.

Jaimie: Wow.

Darcy: What was that wind?!

Monica and Phoebe then made it to the Solar Opposites as they head inside the ship and prepares to send themselves up there.

Monica: Aisha! Quick! Send us to Emeralddon! We’re ready!

Aisha: scans Monica Damn Monica, you got super speed! That’s fucking awesome! You’re one of us now?

Monica: smiles as she looks back at Phoebe I think so.

Phoebe/Starburst: Send us the coordinates to Emeralddon. to Monica Come on, we got a Shlorpian to save!

Aisha: watches as Phoebe and Monica heads up the teleportation device Good luck ya brave bitches!

Phoebe/Starburst: in her thoughts Hold on, Terry!

Phoebe and Monica transport themselves to Emeralddon as they are ready to help the Mighty Solars save the day! This is clearly gonna be Monica’s big moment!

[whiskeysmulti]

Haru, when she looks at Gokudera, she is often feeling a big mix of different emotions depending on the day, the situation, etc. The majority of the time, she feels happy. She adores him, and feels lucky to be with him. I do believe that as they continue to progress through their relationship, she learns to allow him to spoil her and so she will come to associate seeing him with feeling cherished. There is awe in the sense that he’s quite big within the Vongola, being a guardian and the right hand no less, and he’s a genius- so there’s also that to marvel over. One of those full-hearted feelings because she loves him so much. When they’re apart, she does miss him, but then when she glances upon him, it’s one of those moments where it’s like “I missed you way more than I thought I did, wow look at him. I can’t believe he’s mine? Don’t now how I survived being away from him until now” kinda dramatic thoughts.

Now, if she found out he had bullied Lambo or something, then obviously looking at him elicits irritation and annoyance as a feeling. That said, she still looks at him and feels love for him and all that. None of that changes, but anger and annoyance definitely pushes the other things aside for a bit and takes center stage. Will say that some of this is the same if she notices that he’s feeling down- possibly from insecurities whether it be about his illegitimacy or what. Though, her anger isn’t directed at him but at whoever made him feel this way. Still, it is a feeling that comes from her looking at him seeming hurt- so it counts for the meme. Tack on sadness from seeing him looking upset. It’s a heartaching thing to see the love of your life hurting.

If he’s physically hurt? Then obviously fear and concern are the biggest presence of the feelings she’ll feel when looking at him. She may be a smidge angry because who did it? Who hurt him? She wants to have a word. (not that anyone would let her… HUFF!) Ultimately, she’s relieved that he’s by her side again and still very much alive.

So then… for kicks- she doesn’t really like to see him fighting because she’d be concerned, BUT if he’s defending her? Like scaring off some creep? That’s hot. She likes that. Wearing his glasses? Also hot. When he’s being a bit assertive with her? Hot. I’ll throw it out there, if he comes at her from behind and she looks up at him, at just the right angle, she likes the view (lol). I’ll also admit that she likes it when he smirks, which isn’t to say she doesn’t like his smiles. She does, but i’m going with a certain topic here. Will also… casually admit, like I’ve mentioned before that Haru is an emotional bean, so if you appeal to her emotions, that’ll have an effect on her. Therefore, if he’s looking her over and looking like he’s in the mood to just throw her onto the bed, that will indeed prompt a reaction from her. All of the mentioned is a way to bring about a feeling that should be spoken about on Sundays lol. Do with that info as you will. ((OOC: for the describe how you muse feels when looking at mine meme))

Describe how your Muse feels when they look at my Muse.- no longer accepting!

.Whiskey. Yes. This guy sometimes istg intentionally gives her mixed emotions.

NGL, I honestly half expected to get a joke response with this at first akin to something like "She feels happy, until he opens his mouth."

But joking aside, this is very on point for how we've plotted their ship out and their general interactions too. We agreed at the start we liked their bickering couple vibe and went with that and the rest kind of filled itself in with chemistry as we went along. It's kind of funny to see how it progressed so quickly because the chemistry was there and everything else was plotted on discord. There's a lot that he feels when he looks at her too, which we've talked about there's those thoughts of her making a good wife one day, of how annoying it was when they were younger and he had to watch her fawn over Tsuna, the guilt he felt too knowing it wasn't gonna happen because Tsuna was his best friend so he probably already heard him talking about Kyoko, which we discussed is more evident in the manga than anime and some of those moments where he did get angry with her, usually she was going on about how she'd marry Tsuna and that can be taken as him either being sick of her talking about it, or jealous that she wants his best friend, not him. Lol, yes his bullying of Lambo is one of the fastest ways to ignite her fuse and he's thankful it doesn't change her opinion on him, because there are some girls like that. I headcanon he probably had some of his fan girls approach and then at the first sign of his temper they fled. But Haru has proven to him she can take it, she doesn't like it but she's not going to run off crying just because he's in a pissy mood that night. Agreed. She's the one who has seen him come back injured like that, she was the one who nursed him back to health in many cases. She's the one who knows just how bad his injuries are even when he's in his "tis but a scratch" denial phase. And it shows in the way she cares for him that there's something there. Because she's not obligated to stick by him while he recovers but she always has.

And I will keep that in mind lol that certain looks can get her in the mood, but as you said, that's better for a Sinday meme. Thanks for sending this one!

[modstarfell]

A maiden far departed (POV: Juu Kinjo)

I'm stuck in the room again. Day after day, looking at the same walls. It's maddening... He won't even come to visit me. I've messed up this badly huh... My own son, who I swore I'd protect... He won't speak to me, he won't look in my direction... He won't... He won't even call me his father anymore. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to get a grip on myself to keep myself from crying. I'm the chief of police! I shouldn't be wasting time crying over such trivial things! I tried to smack myself back to reality when I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. "Who's there?!" No one should be in here but me.

That's when I saw her... Her long light blue hair flowing in pigtails behind her like they were being blown around with the wind. Her eyes staring down at me... She was still wearing a hospital gown from that day too... "Sadako... My love... It's been so long..."

"Indeed it has, and by the sounds of it, you've gotten yourself in quite a runt haven't you Juu?" She bent down next to me and pulled me into a hug. I didn't understand just how it happened, but my darling, the love of my life... Was here holding me. I tried to reach my arms around her like I used to hold her only for my arms to phase right through. I couldn't fight back the tears any longer as they began seeping from my eyes.

"I... I was a terrible husband... I've become a terrible father. You'd be so angry if you saw what's become of our family. You gave me one job, to look after our son and make sure he was safe, and I couldn't do that right either. I... I was tricked into believing I ate him, and my body did so without a second care. I've followed in the corrupt way my father ran things. I became the chief... at the cost of pushing everyone else away. Tsurugi, he's safe... He took over the force for me, but I know... I know very well that's not what you wanted for him. I can't make up for what I've done... but at least you're here right now, I get to see my wife again."

I knew very well she was angry at me. She had every right to be, I've failed her completely. Yet for some reason I felt her hand brush through my hair and a soft warmth placed on my forehead. "You've been holding all of that in for a while. I don't forgive you for what you've done since I've left, but it's not your time yet either. You've told me what you've done, but now is your chance to start trying to fix it. Don't give up so easily Juu, that's not the man I married after all." She gave me a cheeky grin, that grin... Oh how I've missed seeing it.

Still as I closed my eyes to try and clear my eyes from tears, I felt her warmth move away from me. With that... It almost felt like peace washed over me. I may have messed up before but just like back then, she'll keep cheering me on right? I'll make her proud of me... I'll become someone that my son can call a father. A proper father.

[mccarthawrites]

Drops of Jupiter - Chapter 6

Relationship: Howard Stark & OC!Clarabeth Davis

Rating: General Audiences

Summary: Howard takes Clarabeth out to lunch on her first day as a nurse. They discuss finding and office to start their business.

Author’s Note: It’s been so long since I updated. Also friendly reminder that Jenna Coleman is the face claim for Clarabeth

Words: 1,004

Howard had promised that on Clarabeth’s first day at the hospital, he’d treat her out to lunch. He walked into the hospital, up to the front desk.

“Hello. How can I ask you?” A redheaded nurse asked.

“Hi. Do you know where I can find Clarabeth Davis? She’s a nurse.” Howard asked.

“Do you know what floor she’s on?” The nurse asked.

“No idea.” He admitted. “It’s her first day.”

“Oh. She’s one of the new girls. Check with Molly on floor three. She’s in charge of training the new girls. She’ll know where she is.”

“Thank you.” Howard flashed her a smile before walking to the elevators. He waited, silently watching the hustle and bustle of the hospital. The elevator gate opened and Clarabeth stepped out. “Hey.” He smiled.

“Howard, hi. I thought you were going to wait outside for me.”

“Really? I thought I’d meet you inside.” He replied. Looking her over, he couldn’t fight the smile. “Never thought I’d actually see the day you wear the nurse’s uniform.” He teased.

“Don’t be a disgusting.” She rolled her eyes.

“How’s your first day going?” He offered her his arm.

“It’s been quite the morning to say the least. They’re assigning me to the maternity ward. I’ll be helping bring new life into the world.”

“You don’t sound so thrilled about that.”

“I am. I just- that’s not exactly what I pictured when I decided to become a nurse.” She admitted.

“Well, when Stark Industries becomes a reality you won’t have to work at the hospital anymore.”

“I don’t know if I want to quit this job so soon. Just until we get the company on it’s feet.”

“Means if it all goes under you’ll still have a job to fall back on.”

“Are you planning on quitting the railway?” She asked.

“Haven’t decided yet. But we can do this, right? We will do this.”

“Yes. If there is anyone I believe in, it’s you, Howard.” Her admission made him smile. “Don’t make me regret saying that out loud. Don’t let it get to your head. You’re still an idiot sometimes.”

“Gee, thanks.”

“Gotta keep you humble some way.” She laughed.

Howard and Clarabeth sat next to the window of a small deli a few blocks from the hospital.

“You know, you never told me how your date went with that son of a senator.” He told her. She sighed. “That bad?”

“Oh gosh. It was- it wasn’t a complete disaster. Just- he was exactly like all the others my mother introduces me to.”

“But I thought you said he was different.”

“Becuase I thought he was, but- we just didn’t agree on an important matter.”

“Which is-”

“Do you think a woman has to quit her career after she gets married?” She asked.

“Depends on the career.” He shrugged.

“If I got married tomorrow, should I quit my job as a nurse?”

“No.”

“If your company was up and running should I quit that?”

“No, but I don’t see you being a stay-at-home wife or mother. So- it’s different with you. Most women- that’s all they want.”

“Most women? Is this how you’re telling me you’ve slept with most women in New York City?” She asked. Howard laughed. “I don’t think that is what most women want. That’s just been the status quo forever. No one’s thought to challenge it. If Elish Graves Otis didn’t challenge anything, we wouldn’t have elevators and I would have had to climb three stories in these pumps today.”

“Fair enough. I hear what you’re saying, Clara.”

“Jack wants a meek submissive housewife.”

“Which you are not.”

“So it’s not going to work out.”

“Oh well. What about Jim. Are you still seeing him?”

“I haven’t spoken to him since our last date, but he’s busy. I understand that.”

“You know the offer is still on the table.”

“What offer?”

“We get married and split your inheritance.”

“Howard, I love you, but not like that. I will not allow my mother to win.”

“We could use that money to start the company.”

“I thought you had investors.”

“I have people who are interested, but they want me to have something to show for it before they’ll give me their money. Which is understandable.”

“Maybe you’re not whoring yourself hard enough to the lonely housewives.” She teased.

“Wow. That is not what I am doing. I am simply showing them attention their husbands don’t. And they give me gifts. Which sometimes comes in cash.”

“Howard, you’re a whore.”

“I am not.”

“You so are.” She laughed. “And I still love you.”

“I only accept this abuse from you.”

“Because you have no other choice, do you?” She asked. “My mother did say if you found an office, she’d be willing to invest.”

“I know. We have to go look at them. There is one on 52nd and one above my mother’s dress shop. I think I’ve mentioned them to you already. Maybe we can go next week to look at them.”

“Why do you need me for that?” She asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe because you’re my partner. We’ll both be working out of the office so I think it’s important we both agree on it.”

“What about Sunday? I’m working an early morning shift. I’ll be out by one.” She informed him.

“Sunday sounds good.  I’ll pick you up at one and we’ll go give it a look over. There’s also a space above a bakery on East 86th we can look into.”

“I don’t care where the office is. It’s only temporary until we get the company on its feet.”

“Yes, but as my partner I’d like your input.” He told her. “I’ll set it up so we can look at both on Sunday.”

“It’s a date.” Clarabeth smiled.

“Great! Would you be able to borrow your mother’s engagement ring? We’ll have a better chance if we look like newlyweds.” He explained, making her scoff. “What? You know I’m right.”

“I’ll see what I can do.”

[la-undercover-latina]

My Little Girl- Nikki Sixx

Requested by: @weepingmiracleduck

Summary: It truly hits Nikki that his little girl is getting married when he’s getting ready to walk her down the aisle.

TW: None. Just Daddy!Nikki

Nikki had to hold back the tears while Taylor tied his tie.

“I can’t believe our baby girl is getting married,”

“Our baby is grown up Nikki,” Taylor told him, already having given up on not crying.

“Thank god for waterproof makeup,” Taylor laughed.

It was like a wave.

One minute, he was with his wife. The next, he was taken back to the day that Taylor told him she was pregnant.

Then to the day they found out that they were having a baby girl.

Then to the day she was born and he held her for the first time. He remembered time stopping and only being able to focus on the tiny baby girl wrapped in a pink blanket in his arms. His own features mixed with his wife’s. But even as a newborn baby, Nikki could see his own influence being dominant in their little girl.

Time whirred by to her all of her firsts. Her first steps and words.

It was like a tornado. He saw the first time she held a bass, knowing that she had inherited his own love for music, not knowing at the time that she would become a rockstar just like her dad.

Then he saw the first time that she had brought her now husband home to meet her parents.

He was sucked into the day that he was asked permission for her boyfriend to marry her, which he approved of before the younger man finished his speech.

And now, he was getting ready to walk his baby down the aisle.

“You know she’ll always be your little girl Nikki,” Taylor told him, bringing him back to the present, giving him a watery eyed smile.

“Yeah I know. But it’s surreal. Now I know how Tommy felt,” he shook his head, still fighting the tears. He knew that when he saw her for the first time, he wasn’t going to be able to hold back the tears. The photographer popped her head in.

“Nikki, Taylor. Your little girl is all ready for the first look,” she smiled. The couple followed behind her and stood where she indicated, facing the wall.

“Alright guys, turn around,” The photographer told them and they turned around. Their little girl stood like a Princess in her wedding gown, her veil cascading behind her. Her makeup was done so beautifully that it looked airbrushed. Her raven locks was pulled into a beautiful intricate bun, some loose pieces curled to perfection.

“Oh my god baby, you look beautiful,” Taylor almost let the floodgates loose again before pulling her into a tight embrace. Nikki took his turn next, resting his chin on the top of her veil.

“I love you daddy,” she told him, her bottom lip quivering.

“Hey don’t cry Princess. You’ll ruin your makeup,” he told her, wiping away a budding tear.

“Let’s get you to your husband. That’s gonna take some getting used to,” Nikki laughed.

“You know I’ll always be your little girl, right dad?” She asked, mirroring her mother’s words earlier.

“I know baby,” he told her before walking to where his niece/ the maid of honor stood.

“It’s time,” she smiled and gave her uncle a hug. The groomsmen met the bridesmaids, getting in formation for the procession. Kellin showed up, a smile on his face.

“Ready to get married?” He asked the bride with a smile.

“Yeah, let’s get this started!” She gave a broad smile. Kellin held out his arm for Amber. They stood directly in front of Nikki as they were the maid of honor and best man. The march started and the procession started. Leading the bride forward, Amber passed her own husband sitting on the husband’s side of the pews. Nikki held onto his baby girl’s arm tightly. As her soon to be husband came into view, they could see the tears coming to his eyes.

When they got closer, Nikki felt his daughter’s arm tighten.

“I love you daddy,” she whispered.

“I love you too Princess,” he whispered back and handed her to her new husband.

“Take care of her Justin,” he told him, handing her over, and taking his seat next to Taylor, tears in his eyes as he watched his baby girl give her vows and become a married woman.

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[inkspellangel]

Find the Word Tag

So right now I have 2 of these (probably missed some:’D) from @eccaiia so I’ll combine them.

play, fight, sure, and dawn. Crash, call, charge, consider, and chance!

I’ll leave this as an open tag. Your words are: Jelous, door, always & eyebrow

We’re still doing Keep Me Breathing :D

Play

“One day, one of the other men decided to push him into the lake. They were probably playing around or something, but he actually fell in. And I tried to save him. I stuck my hand into the water, and got a hold of him, but it was already to late. I got him up above the surface, but my whole arm and hand burned from the acid, and I got startled when I saw him.” He took a breath and she could see that this was painful for him.

Fight

He gave her a doubting look. “So you won’t just drive over there, the moment you know of his location?” He took another breath of his cigarette and pushed the remaining stump into the ashtray.

“I believe his grandfather will do that in my stead. I don’t see myself as capable of surviving such a fight.” She smiled. “So where do you think he is?”

Sure

“Calm down Sakura. I'm sure he's just somewhere playing.” She put the knives on the table and threw on her coat. It barely reached her knees so it wasn't too much in the way for her driving, while still providing protection from the wind. “Call your parents and ask if he's there. I'll go to Yuki's place and if he's not there I'll look at the mansion.”

Dawn

Fun Fact: Yuki and Sandr’s relationship creates a mess when Fubuki is involved. She’s worried her little brother is devoting himself to someone who will abuse his loyalty and love. Yuki is scared that his bf and sister won’t get along. Sandr is scared that Fubuki will not approve of him dating her brother and is scared she’ll hate him when she find’s out.

When she finds out, she does approve.

Crash

She wished she could be like the heroes in her books, making a snarky comment like “Do I look like I can get this thing up by myself.” and then stand up like nothing ever happened.

But she couldn’t. The realization that she was alive made her senses return and even if the damage from the crash was reduced by the gear, she still felt that her body was pressed underneath a 200kg motorcycle as well as a 60-90kg, dead, animal.

Call

She shook her head. Even if that was it, he was the type to call every girl pretty without bigger meaning. And she didn't want him to find her pretty anyway. She even considered taking out her lenses. Surely that would scare him away. But this would mean she cared about what he thought, and she didn't. It would also mean she became the girl with weird eyes again and she wouldn't go back to that, ever!

Charge

She finished her coffee and went over to the four wheeler. The bags were as unsorted and messy as when Sakura were in charge of them. She could always find the right thing without delay in this mess, but none of the people present right now had that ability. Maybe there was a system that only the owner of the vehicle understood.

Consider

The old man had taken over the duties of his wife when she passed away in an accident. Since both Leaf and Sunray belonged to the older generation Fubuki'd never met her but she was famous. Nari Leaf had died in the big orphanage fire 50 years ago, saving at least ten children and becoming the only casualty in the accident. She'd just turned 23 and married her high school sweetheart not even a year before. Kaori had been forced to take over her responsibilities at the age of 25 and still considers her to be the only woman for him.

Chance

She couldn't help but think about how attractive he was against the wooden door. She felt a bit jealous of her friend. Exited and happy that someone else out there seemed willing to keep up with her, but still a bit jealous.

Maybe it was Casey she was jealous of, and not Fuki, after all he could have the chance to get to know her friend in a way she couldn't. She'd always thought that Fuki was the prettier of the two, but the wall she'd put up made her hard to approach and in turn led Fuki to believe that she wasn't pretty at all.

[seijorhi]

asks :))

ya we’re doing a round two for all the scion asks fbhdjkjfhjdk

Suspense is one of the hardest things to write, especially in an 8k+ fic, without being too obvious or too subtle. You perfectly portrayed every emotion, every point of tension, every slight of hand…just absolutely phenomenal. You’re amazing. Your talent is unreal. I bow down to you.

I was also wondering if you had a certain character in mind for the opposing man who stole reader away? Even if not a specific character, maybe an anime character whose looks you were imagining while writing him? I kind of imagined Kageyama for some reason. I also know that asking for a part two is very annoying, so please don’t misconstrue this as me asking that or being disrespectful, but I was wondering if you would ever consider expanding this storyline. Even if not with Oikawa, I was fascinated by how you made out maddog’s character in this (like how he broke his last “toy”). And how do you imagine Yakuza Oikawa would punish reader besides killing that man in front of her? Amped up security? Moving places? Having kids to “trap” her? You’re immensely talented and I’m in awe. Please have a great day week month year life everything❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

(Continuing off the previous ask) When reader had the “fuck me” heels (great detail btw) on before the marriage, was she planning on meeting that same man who ended up stealing her away? How far back does their romance go? Is he from another powerful Yakuza, and how threatening is he compared to Oikawa?

And continuing, is the other guy also a yandere? I’m sorry, these are so many questions, I really didn’t mean to ramble I’m sorry, you’re so talented, I- yeah, have a great day please❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

ahhh thank you so much bby!!!

so yes the ‘other man’ is akaashi. i’m so glad you liked the mad dog parts!! i really couldn’t resist throwing as much seijoh in as i could get away with, and i fucking love kyoutani so much, he’s so fun to write for! as for whether i’ll write more, i don’t usually, but there’s a slim chance on this one. maybe. we’ll see. 

so yeah when (if) oikawa catches her, she’s in for a bad time. they won’t move or anything but security’ll get amped up and she’ll basically be on house arrest until oikawa believes he can trust her again. 

and yes, it was akaashi she was seeing the whole time, from the date on his birthday right through. i’ve mentioned in some earlier asks, but he’s basically a contract killer, though he’s kept that little nugget of information a secret from her. i wouldn’t say he’s a yandere, but he definitely has some questionable morals, and to a certain extent he’s comfortable lying/manipulating if he believes the outcome is worth it so... idk. would he hurt the reader? no. would he manipulate her a little bit into staying with him? perhaps. 

wonderful piece, rhi!! do you think the reader would leave akaashi knowing that he also does the type of work she tried so desperately to avoid?

i love you for asking this. pls. i’m gonna come kiss you. 

it’s definitely a blow for her. not only did he lie about what he does, and to a certain extent about who he is, but he also shot makki. she might not have been happy staying with oikawa, but she has a semi-friendly-ish relationship with a few of the seijoh guys and i would say aside from maybe iwa, makki’s the one who has the most contact with her. 

and even if he wasn’t, she’d still be horrified that someone got shot. even though she got out, knowing the cost of that was more blood, she’d feel incredibly guilty. it’d definitely make things tense with akaashi, who’d be trying to convince her that a) makki’s a shitty guy anyway, b) it was shooting him or letting her go back to oikawa, and c) he still loves her, and despite all of that, she’s better off being with him than oikawa.

hmmm maybe he is a little yandere. a touch. gfhjdkjfhjdk

AAHHHHH

It's more like "My condolences (because she is no longer going to be your wife) :)" isnt it 💀

-🍚

you get it! ya, he’s basically warning oikawa that he’s coming and he’s gonna take the reader from him <33 

I don't really have anything eloquent to say except wow!!!! I read your new oikawa fix so slowly bc I didn't want it to end. I love how evil you made him

thank you!!!!

Wait is akaashi the same guy she was going to go on a date with on oikawa’s birthday??

he most definitely is

me, a whore for iwa as well: So i’m curious what iwa whispered to oikawa when you walked down the aisle

‘an apple a day keeps the doctor away.’

gfghdjfvbdj no, he’s calling him a lucky fucking bastard cuz the reader looks very pretty <33

not to be breeding kink anon, but i can’t help but ask. how does scion! oikawa feel about knocking his wife up and producing an heir? how would the reader feel? 😵‍💫

i’m surprised it took y’all this long, i was expecting to wake up to at least one of these asks haha

to be honest, as much as oikawa likes the idea of yet another thing tying the reader to him, he’s in no rush to have a kid/family. he wants one (or more) definitely, but he’s mature enough to recognise that once there’s a baby involved, he’s not gonna have all of his wife’s attention so he plans on holding off for a bit.

once (if) he gets her back though... considering he’s planning on tying her to the bed and fucking her for like a week solid.... :))

the minute i read “gunmetal blue” i immediately clocked it was akaashi 😭 literally who else gets described that way other than him

okay i am aware that not every person who reads this fic will have read all of my akaashi fics (for some reason?? i guess??) or even if they have, remembers them well (again??? why not?) but listen that man is beautiful and every time i write him i dedicate a whole ass paragraph to his pretty face and without fail i will talk about those gunmetal blue eyes that i wanna get lost in

[risukadarlin]

[yuugen romantica] saikouchou vol. 7: zakuro - track six

6; though the fireworks may be over...

masterpost

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[00:04] We’re too far out to be able to hear the festival music here.

It’s almost sunset.

Oi, Mask Bastard.

You can float, can’t you?

Can you just move or something?!

No good.

He hasn’t responded at all since then.

Yep, we’re being completely ignored.

He’s just like any other fox mask when he’s this still.

Did you know…?

Usually, the leader of the parade wears a Tengu mask.

But that shrine is watched over by a Fox God, apparently.

That’s why the mask is a fox one.

I once had to help the Snake God from here with something.

If that’s why the legends here are about a Fox then…

Well, it’s not nothing to do with me at all.

If it is something to do with me, then maybe I was meant to meet this guy.

And maybe we’re the only people who can help him.

Hey, you know…

This is just an example, but…

If I’d pretended to be a human to get close to you and then told you years later than I was a yokai, would you be hurt?

You’re right.

It would hurt.

You’d be like “I can’t believe I spent all that time with a monster like that.”

What do you mean “that’s not it”?

That?!

You’d be shocked I kept it from you?

Not because I’m a spirit?

“You could have just said so sooner.”? Seriously?

Hah.

You don’t think it matters if I’m a human or a spirit.

It hurts more than the person you love hid something from you, huh?

What is this, a lovers’ quarrel?

God, I’m an idiot for taking it seriously.

I got swept along by that stupid mask and started doing things I wouldn’t usually do.

You’re right.

If they were even slightly attracted to each other, it wouldn’t matter what species he was.

And that old woman was waiting for him for decades.

There’s no way she’ll reject him that easily.

She waited every year, knowing he wouldn’t come.

“He’ll never come.”

“He didn’t come last year or the year before.”

“He’ll never show up again.”

“But… Maybe…”

She must have been at least a bit hopeful.

Some part of her was waiting for this.

Then…

We can’t just let it end now.

Oi.

I’m gonna head out for a bit.

To granny’s!

With this guy on my face.

Foxes are experts at tricking people.

I’ll pretend to be this bastard and invite her out tonight.

The fireworks haven’t started yet, have they?

If we miss this chance, we have to wait until next year.

Not to jinx it but we don’t know how long granny has left on earth.

Or how long this Mask Bastard will stick around for.

We have to do it this year.

It’s important to be with the people you love while you still can.

If you have something to say, you should say it.

Or you’ll regret it.

And who would want that…

This Fox God is gonna help tell their love story!

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[04:18] Yo!

I mean… Hey.

Stay in bed. Don’t push yourself too hard.

I’m sorry about last night.

I scared you, didn’t I?

But I wanted to meet you.

I had to tell you something.

I want to see the fireworks with you again.

Even if I am a yokai, if you’d… possibly… meet me one more time…

I have a request.

Tonight, there are going to be fireworks again when the festival ends.

I’ll be waiting in our usual place…

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[05:22] God, I keep having to do such annoying jobs.

Oh, thank you.

Phew, that’s refreshing.

Do you think she’ll come?

I mean grandma.

I’m the one who set it up but…

I wanted to hear your opinion.

Do you think she’ll come or not?

Why are you so convinced she will?

Ha! I see.

That is very convincing.

You definitely would.

My wife really does have nerves of steel.

“Who doesn’t want to meet the one they love”, huh?

Huh?

Are you that tired?

I can tell just by looking at you.

Well, a lot has happened these past few days.

We have to go out again tonight.

You should nap while you can.

It’s fine.

Hurry up and sleep.

I’ll wake you up.

Oh, wow, that was instant.

You really must have been pushing yourself.

Oi, Mask Bastard, I know you’re awake.

You can borrow my body again so hurry up and say something.

You were blessed with a lovely wife, it seems.

Yes, luckily.

Not that she knows it.

She probably has no clue how much her words have done for us.

It really is different hearing it from a human.

“No matter what happened, I’d go to meet you.”

What a silly woman…

You…

It’s things like that…

…that make me helplessly in love with you.

Tonight.

At our usual place, right?

Yes.

I won’t let you skip out, okay?

I know.

I’ll go.

Perfect.

The fireworks start soon, huh…?

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[08:43] That was the last one.

The fireworks are over…

That’s the end of this year’s festival.

She didn’t come…

I guess it makes sense…

Let’s go back. 

We should take that bastard with us.

We shouldn’t leave him alone right now.

What’s the point in holding out?

It’s way past the meeting time.

It’ll just hurt mo…

Someone’s coming.

Ah!

Please don’t apologise.

You came.

You’re beautiful, even after all this time.

But… I see…

Humans get slower as they age.

I should have changed the meeting place.

I see.

You’re right.

We need to meet here.

The Festival is over but…

If you want…

Shall we go together, miss?

God.

I got all nervous for no reason.

Yeah.

It’s a good thing we did get involved.

I thought I didn’t care about helping people, but…

It’s not that bad after all.

Let’s give them one last hurrah.

It’s just my magic.

They’re not real fireworks.

But… It brings up the atmosphere, doesn’t it?

A nice celebration of two lovers coming together.

Now I think about it, he said something like…

The fireworks looked beautiful reflected in her eyes.

I thought he was being silly but…

I can’t disagree.

Are you really that stupid?

Fine, you don’t need to understand.

As long as I know, I’m happy.

We should come to the festival every year from now on.

To make more memories.

[hi-my-name-is-dotdotdot]

combined jumbled ds9 I watched a lot today

mirror Kira. she- I- um. HELLO??

I wanna read like a character study now. also implications for non mirror kira???

got long again and this is about many episodes and it’s all jumbled up, so here’s a cut

I kept thinking that by the amount of times they said “no changeling has ever harmed another” that would change soon, and I was right. feel bad for odo :(

lotsa invasions happening. romulan-cardassian invasion of the dominion, klingon invasion of cardassia, when is the full out war gonna start? also the maquis still exist but they haven’t done much in a while

oh wait, except for when ruler version 2 (tom) pretends to be will and steals the defiant. also I never got to finish tng (it left netflix and I just never got around to watching it on my own on my laptop) so like what happened between will and o’brien?? like. that “I have nothing to say to you” exchange was SO unexpected.

also apparently the enterprise gets destroyed. that was news

back to ds9, umm oh we finally see the ferengi planet! andddd yep, seems right, pay to enter someone’s house, pay for an elevator, pay to sit, pay to stand, pay to find out who’s been charged with a crime and what the crime is, etc

quark and rom’s mother seemed quite interesting. kinda want her to pop up again, see how her secret financial empire is going

nog got into the academy!

rom stood up to quark!

that one episode that’s pov is old Jake and it’s the story of how ben dies but not really was. so sad. good thing his plan worked and it was fixed! but also, feel like it should come with a suicide warning? technically?

who in their right mind thought sending dukat on a mission alone with kira was a good idea? and then he had the nerve to say “actually, I think the occupation was good for Bajor but I’m not here to debate you on politics” THEN WHY’D YOU BRING IT UP, MISTER

also, dukat of all people was in love with a Bajoran? and has a half bajoran daughter? who he couldn’t bring himself to kill even with a weapon pointed at her for a few long minutes? surprising

don’t know if taking her back to cardassia is actually the best thing, sorry major, but I can’t believe most cardassians would ever treat her as equal or respect her. not to mention like. I’m assuming dukat would take her home to his home. and his wife and seven children. so not only would the rest of cardassia think she shouldn’t exist, she’ll probably have to live with people who resent her and just think she’s a “mistake” by dukat. who knows though, maybe cardassian “family is everything” values have a broader definition of family than I’d pessimistically include.

worf is here! funny thing - when we watched tng my mom never liked worf but now that he’s here she’s happy to see a(nother) familiar character lol

JADZIA AND LENORA AND DS9’S FAMOUS LESBIAN KISS why is this episode so tragic I wanted to cry

alsoooooooo I love how not a single complaint was they’re both women but only that they were married in previous hosts like yes go star trek written in the 90’s you did it

oh that reminds me! this was a few days ago, sisko and bashir were talking about reassigning an ensign because he’s “budding” and then have a whole, happy conversation about how “he’s pregnant?” “yes, twins” “well congratulation, of course he’s reassigned” “we’re having a baby shower for him” “I’ll be there are you getting him anything” that just made me happy

also I like how julian and miles’ relationship went from miles hates julian and julian annoys miles and then they grow to like and understand each other and sometime they start spending fixed times together (racquetball, darts) and go to each other with problems, become basically best friends to the point where when they get captured by some jem’hadar who want a cure to their genetic drug addiction and julian refuses to leave with miles because he wants to cure them, miles is willing to risk his career and everything to get julian back to their ship with him no matter what. even if julian’s his superior officer. even if he has to blast his work apart. even if julian might always resent him for it. (happily the end cues seem like they can start hanging out again in a few days, but I don’t think it could be quite the same as before after something like that, not so soon at least)

during jadzia’s (????) ceremony where she meets her previous hosts and curzon somehow joins with odo and both decide they want to stay in odo’s body but eventually realize it’s not for the best. I just. that was sad ok.

also, speaking of odo, he’s in love with kira? I feel like there are literally never signs besides like. two episodes. one is when it’s the bajoran gratitude festival and odo’s like “I was thinking of coming this year… I’ll see you there?” and kira said she’d be with bareil and odo was visibly disappointed

the second episode was when another changeling pretended to be kira stuck in a growing rock and odo admitted it when he thought she was gonna die. (also! I KNEW it was a trap, the second they split up something happens to her? really? also she sounded way too panicked to be kira over getting her foot stuck in a rock)

another point - because of odo I just assumed changelings are bad at being humanoid, but changelings besides odo can imitate humanoids (so far, one vulcan and maybe two humans? including scanning as that species with a tricorder!) so why can’t odo? does he just need more practice or is it some result of being separated from his planet and people so young? or maybe something to do with this great link?

oh and about that episode where odo and garak go off to investigate and then garak is like “huh! I can be a good cardassian again? I can be back in the obsidian order? yes!” like. dude. of course I understand his desire to go home and feel bad for him but do you really trust that? really?? you were EXILED for betraying this man and - even if you say you didn’t do it - you think he’s just gonna let you back into the fold? back into cardassia? after you ran off to save him from ab assassin only to learn he sent the assassin after you? really? I suppose he figured it out at the end, somewhat.

odo in that episode too. so when he can’t turn back to liquid he starts falling apart? like. geez that’s harsh. also why does he always wait until the whole 16 hours have passed? like, 16 hours is his regeneration period, it’s the longest he can hold a form, but wouldn’t it make more sense to go back to his liquid state whenever he has a safe few minutes time? that way his 16-hour “time bank” would always be as full as possible. or does it only count at the 16-hour marks?

also the scene when odo is flaking apart and looking in all sorts of pain and can’t stand anymore and garak runs over like “just tell me something! anything!” and odo bursts out with “I want to go home! not to the station, but to my people! I want to be part of the great link” and he sounds tortured and agonized over it. well. goodness, that hits right in the heart, doesn’t it? (the “goodness” makes me southern in that sentence, lol)

also the whole thing with “need to bleed to prove you’re not a changeling because when separated the blood goes to what I’m now calling default changeling mode (dcm?)” why oh why are they always making big dramatic cuts in their palms? a finger prick would work just as well! at first I thought, just yank out a strand of hair but then I remember wigs could easily make that useless. but seriously. finger pricks! also get something sterile, why is everyone in the room using the same klingon’s knife?

my dad promised to get paramount+ after wimbledon’s over, so I’ll probably finally actually finish tng before I come back to this. since I’m not under “BINGE BEFORE IT LEAVES” constraints it’ll probably just be one or a couple of episodes a day, which’ll hopefully mean I’m actually coherent if I’m possessed to write about it like this

[mje51]

poem by David Campbell, which won the top award in the 2011 Bronze Swagman competition.

WASTELAND ... © 2011 – David Campbell

WASTELAND ... © 2011 – David Campbell

My mother sits beside the bed, a quiet, tranquil scene,

but then, once more, a sense of dread destroys what might have been.

I see the wasteland in her eyes…a barren, lonely place

where nods and smiles cannot disguise the sadness in her face.

She walks where no-one else can go, quite deaf and dumb and blind

to anything she used to know, for darkness clouds her mind.

Instead she sees a phantom world, where truth and dreams combine,

like silken threads of cobwebs curled around a withered vine.

And I can’t help the way I feel, the thoughts I can’t deny,

the hurt that simply will not heal, the anger that won’t die.

I still resent what she’s become, what she has done to me,

and then my guilt just leaves me numb, for I can’t set her free.

Where once was love, there’s only fear at what she now might say;

I hate to think what I might hear, the price I’ll have to pay.

She heaves a sigh and takes my hand, then rips my life apart.

I know she doesn’t understand, but yet she breaks my heart.

“Please tell me, dear, how is my boy? I’ve not seen him for years.

He used to bring me so much joy, but now there’s only tears.

I loved him so, my only son, and thought he felt the same;

I cannot think what I have done to give him cause for blame.

I see him out there on the track…he goes to meet his Dad,

and then they both come striding back…he’s such a handsome lad.

The son and father, side by side, both look so very fine,

and I stand watching, filled with pride to know that they are mine.

But now they’re gone, I don’t know where, and I am banished here,

with one small room, a bed, a chair…they’ve let me disappear.

I can’t believe that they’d do this, just simply walk away

without a word, a smile, a kiss, to help me through each day.”

I want to shout “That isn’t true!” but muffle any curse,

for arguing does not get through, and only makes it worse.

Dementia stalks its helpless prey, and strikes with subtle force;

relentlessly, that slow decay pursues its deadly course.

Her memory would wax and wane, and often she accused

my Dad and I of some campaign to keep her all confused.

Then came the day she got quite lost while visiting a friend,

and that was when we learnt the cost, and knew where this would end.

This trauma took away her life…where once she’d always led

as daughter, mother, loving wife, a stranger walked instead.

She had to be in full-time care, a choice that we regret,

but back at home, to our despair, her needs could not be met.

My father will not visit now…he cannot stand the pain,

and tells himself that still, somehow, she’ll be herself again.

So I am left to face her grief, to see her slowly age,

accepting that there’s no relief from unrelenting rage.

Yet as I watch her sitting there, a ghost of days now gone,

I find I’m even more aware of how her light once shone,

as she fought bushfire, drought and flood, and never ceased to strive

to save our land, our flesh and blood, and keep our dream alive.

For she was vibrant, strong and bold, a pioneer to all,

a woman who could not grow old, who answered any call.

She never let a neighbour down or turned back one in need,

and she was honoured in our town for thought and word and deed.

But now she’s trapped, she can’t escape this wasteland of the mind,

a hell that has no form or shape, that cannot be defined.

And then it comes, the fearful thought, though selfish it may be,

that no-one’s safe from getting caught…it might one day be me.