#or that his mom apparently asked him if our relationship was still weird and he said 'yes' and I've been overthinking it cause i thought we

[wherela]

one of those crying in the shower kind of days

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our vietnamese tea ceremony

some may or may not know i just got engaged to a weird guy i met in college that (to put it lightly) i wasn’t too fond of but after like 2 years of snubbing him he somehow won my heart i guess

i scribbled a comic about it cause whenever people ask how i met him they sometimes get invested haha

some people also may have seen him on america’s got talent or cbs news or jimmy fallon or on tiktok doing his pizza man shenanigans lol

people often ask if he pulled me with his dough skills and i have to clarify i didn’t even know about the dough spinning hobby until after we started dating and he didn’t do the tv/media appearances until like 6 years into our relationship 🤣

my parents were both boat refugees from vietnam (they fled during the war when they were teenagers and met as adults) and i’m american- but we’re not really that “traditional” i guess

i think many viet people don’t get married or commit without having a tea ceremony haha

a hetero buddy asked who were my bridesmaids and when i told him i don’t have any he asked why and i just said “i like my friends” 🤣 (my childhood friends were there as guests though!)

i also didn’t want/ask pizza man’s family to bring the customary gifts cause i didn’t wanna cramp my style

basically the purpose of this event was for people to witness us getting engaged and be an opportunity for our families to meet one another!

5/23/2015 is when we started dating

for our first anniversary i got our initials and anniversary date stamped onto a penny and pizza man still carries it around 🥺

so 8 years later we got engaged on 8/5/2023

8 for august (8 years later)

5th of august (5 for the month we began dating)

year of 2023 (23 for the day we began dating)

i think people often go to a fortune teller or someone who knows what they’re doing to schedule important dates using the stars and other factors but my grandpa doesn’t believe in that and the rest of us aren’t really superstitious

we wore áo dài- it’s a vietnamese ensemble consisting of a tunic with a long front and back panel that is worn over pants

áo means “shirt/clothes” and dài means "long"

a lot of the time the bride wears red and the groom wears blue i guess but i wanted my outfit to look bridal when i imagine an american bride or a vietnamese bride!

i also wanted to wear a gold khăn đóng headpiece and to incorporate pearls to resemble what my mom wore when she got engaged to my dad

sunflowers are also my fav

(after we started dating i thought pizza man was tall and sunny like a sunflower haha 😭)

my makeshift shoebox altar- or as i like to call it: my “spirit pager” 😤

the double happiness symbol is two copies of the chinese character 喜 (xǐ) which means joy/happiness and red symbolizes luck for the couple

my mom asked if we should put up pictures of our deceased and i was like i don’t wanna make pizza man’s parents go out of their way to bring photos 😭

i think we were supposed to ask our ancestors for permission to get engaged or married or whatever but since my mom raised me to believe my life is mine to live i just announced it to em

as far as i know it’s not really a buddhist thing- ancestor worship is more of a vietnamese thing apparently

my mom said vietnam is a country with a lot of war and death in its history- so imo it makes sense how they incorporate the dead into their culture and traditions

after introducing each of our family members and friends- we lit a couple of incense to (casually) announce the news to our deceased grandparents and relatives

apparently burning incense is an invitation to ancestral spirits and to deliver wishes to predecessors

smoke from the burning incense guides people to safety or safe passing when they die- it also guides em back home on days like these

the spirit(s) depart when all of the incense has burned

next month is my grandma’s "deathiversary” (giỗ) so we’ll be paging her again soon

we used a tea set that was used to celebrate my 1st birthday to pour and serve (my pick) of vanilla caramel black tea to my grandpa and our parents

pizza man’s mom doesn’t like tea so i was happy i picked something she did enjoy!

but when my mom brought her family to america from vietnam- she asked them if they could bring a tea set specifically for me

my mom said it’s meant to be used to celebrate any of my special occasions

then me and pizza man said some nice words to each other and exchanged rings

my ring was pizza man’s grandma’s- his grandpa initially proposed with a smaller diamond but after he saved up enough he got her this bigger one

i don’t listen to any comments that suggest or imply this carbon rock is not humongous 🤣

pizza man paid to get it resized and to repair its prongs (it was well worn by grandma mercedes 🥺)

also found out my ring size is 3.25 (US) haha 😭

he also decided to get his grandpa’s ring resized and to wear it too!

my mom put this necklace on me- she says it reads “happiness” (i can’t confirm lol) but she received it from her mother-in-law when she got engaged to my dad

my mom was too scared to wear it after their tea ceremony cause it’s 24 karat gold and she didn't wanna wreck it

she said 24 karat gold hasn't been combined with other metals so it’s soft

i guess couples at viet tea ceremonies often get 24 karat jewelry- the idea is they can quickly sell it/melt it down for hard times

my mom also passed down her favorite jade bracelet and my grandma’s favorite diamond earrings to me 🥺

and on my 1st birthday my mom got a special ring made to celebrate my birth- she put it on a chain so the person i marry can wear it close to their heart

my mom also got a special ring necklace made to celebrate my sibling’s birth and gave it to their fiancée during their tea ceremony

it’s just the two of us so no more shiny token trophies up for grabs! 😤

i laughed when pizza man had to squat down so low so my mom could put the necklace on him 

after the ceremony i asked him if he wanted me to help him take it off (my sibling's fiancée keeps theirs in a safe cause she’s too scared to wear it daily) but pizza man was like "no i like it 😄" and wore it to sleep and showered with it and hasn’t taken it off since 😭🤣

at the end of the ceremony we lit the candles on the altar to represent the union of our families!

then we ate lots of food haha

my parents both cooked! egg rolls, fried rice, lo mein, bột chiên (fried taro rice cake)

my mom was excited because she knew many of our guests weren’t very familiar with vietnamese food and wanted to share that with them 🥺

and my dad was just so excited for me and pizza man and had so much fun getting the supplies and decorations 😭

my aunt and uncle and sister-in-law brought vịt quay (peking duck), heo quay (roast pork), gỏi tôm (shrimp salad), bánh hỏi (rice vermicelli), xôi gấc (sweet red sticky rice topped with coconut, peanuts and salt)

and pizza man’s mom and family brought lots of desserts

we have always been so amazed with how good their sweets taste and look! 🥺

we also got an ice cream cake

i wasn’t thinking and asked em to write “nicholas and amy l��� đính hôn” and they called me and were like wtf is this and i was like oh no it’s ok haha don’t worry about it! 😭🤣

we had some photos displayed but my sibling took lots of nice pictures of the whole thing!

i was happy i actually got the chance to spend time with and talk to everyone who came!

it went so well and we had so much fun that we’re thinking of doing something similar for our wedding- probably a backyard wedding haha

i was telling pizza man apparently some tea ceremonies have the first half take place at the bride’s home and then the later half is at the groom’s home 🤔

anyway reminder that leftover egg rolls can be reheated in the toaster

[beanghostprincess]

Usopp has never celebrated Valentine's Day. And it's not that he hasn't had the chance, because he has. In fact, Kaya was always the one saying they should be doing something together, even as friends. But... But Usopp has never liked it? He knows saying that out loud would cause a world war inside the crew because he's aware of how beloved the day is for some of them. But it's just... Isn't it dumb? He thinks it's basically just another way capitalism and big corporations have of taking people's money. If you truly love somebody, you show it every day, not just on a random day in February. Besides, his mom always seemed a bit sad and lonely this time of the year, and Usopp never liked thinking about his parents this way.

But Sanji? Sanji adores it. It's a day of joy and love and he has an excuse to give Nami and Robin flowers and chocolate without being seen as weird. It's still weird but, you know, less weird because now there's a reason behind his actions and they're always just a bit softer on this day. Sanji himself is way softer. He gives Luffy more meat and barely argues with mosshead, and if somebody asks? It's just a day for love. He cannot be bothered to be angry today. His mom loved February 14th. It was one of her favorite days because she kept saying she celebrated all kinds of love, not only the romantic ones. Sanji was always excited to see her at the hospital on those days.

So when they start dating and February comes... They have different reactions to it. It's- It's a bit hard to handle at first.

The sniper realizes it's Valentine's Day right when he wakes up, and he kind of sort of wants to die because he hasn't gotten anything for Sanji and he knows how much this day means to him. Usopp just never thinks about it or remembers until Sanji explicitly screams about it. He blames Nami for not reminding him either. Not that it's her responsibility, but the girl could've helped. Whatever- He's not panicking. He's not. It's a dumb, stupid holiday and there's no need to do anything. He doesn't owe Sanji a Valentine's Day because it's dumb.

Besides. They barely started dating. And Sanji only ever gets gifts to the girls. There's zero chance he's gonna prepare something for Usopp.

Or so he thinks. Because the second he wakes up, there's a box right next to his bunk bed and he knows he's fucked. He doesn't want to open it. He truly doesn't. But if course he does. It's a beret. One he fell in love with a long time ago. Back when they weren't even dating. Back when even the possibility of dating Sanji was just a faint dream. So he- He doesn't even want to ask how the hell Sanji got this or when, but there's so much guilt inside of him that Usopp doesn't want to get out of bed.

But he has to, doesn't he? So he does. And he hates himself a little too much during the whole day. Sanji kisses him oh so sweetly. The pet names are over the charts. The guy won't stop speaking in French, which he knows makes Usopp weak in the knees. He cooks his favorite meals, and aside from the beret, he gives him a bunch of flowers he says he has been growing himself in secret (oh lord, for a botanist that's peak romanticism). And Sanji hasn't even paid much attention to anybody else. Not even the girls. It's as if only Usopp existed. And the thing is-- Usopp is expecting Sanji to throw a tantrum or get angry or be mad about Usopp not doing anything for him.

Sanji doesn't expect anything in return, apparently, and he doesn't seem that bothered about it. That's what ends up fucking up Usopp the most, in the end. Because he knows why Sanji is like that. He knows why Sanji doesn't care about it. He hates it.

He tries to approach the topic subtly:

Usopp: I... Hey, Sanji? Sanji: Yes, mon trésor? Usopp: I'm sorry for not getting you anything for today. It's just- You know Valentine's Day is not my thing and I sort of forgot- Sanji: That's alright. Do you think I'd reduce our relationship to only today? Usopp: No, of coruse not. But, just saying, that if you want to be angry, I don't mind. You have the right to want these romantic things. Sanji: As long as you like what I have planned for you, that's all the gifts I need.

But it doesn't sit right with Usopp. The fact that Sanji never thinks about himself this way and yet keeps showering him with love and gifts instead. So he waits until nighttime because he knows it's Sanji's turn to watch the ship and he knows he'll probably be in the kitchen more often than not. It's not much, but he thinks about something he can do for Sanji.

Everybody is asleep when Sanji finds a letter, a notebook, and flowers on the dining table. While Usopp watches his whole reaction from the door, hoping not to get caught. It's a stupid, overly romantic letter that Usopp has written in no time because whenever he thinks about Sanji, the words just come out of him easily, like a story he never wants to stop telling. The notebook is basically just his sketchbook, and it isn't a gift because it wasn't planned to be one, but it is all the drawings he has made of Sanji over the time they've been together, and Usopp thinks that's way better than just any letter. Meanwhile, the flowers are just the most peaceful and beautiful ones of his garden. The ones he uses more for scents rather than explosives.

It's not the best gift he could've made. It really isn't. But he thinks it's enough to show Sanji that he deserves these things too. He doesn't want his boyfriend to spend any other Valentine's Day assuming he won't be getting any form of love from Usopp.

What the sniper isn't expecting is Sanji to start sobbing all of a sudden. That's when Usopp realizes he needs to step into the kitchen. He's panicking a little while Sanji cries, sitting right next to him and holding his wet cheeks in his hands to check if he's alright. Maybe he has truly fucked up with the gift? Maybe he didn't like it? Perhaps he shouldn't have gotten involved. Fuck. Fuck.

But... But Sanji starts laughing? For some reason? He laughs between tears and grabs Usopp's hands in his and kisses them, holding him close.

Sanji: I'm sorry. Shit. I hate it when I get like this. I'm sorry. I'll stop. Usopp: What? No- No, Sanji. What's wrong? Did you not like it- Sanji: Huh? How could I not like it, dumbass? I'm crying because it's the sweetest, sappiest most romantic thing somebody has made for me and it's from the love of my life. How could I not- Idiot. Shut up. Usopp: I'm... The love of your life? Sanji: Did I not make it clear today? Usopp: Then you... You like it? Sanji: Idiot. Yes. I do. Usopp: Well, then expect all of our Valentine's Days to be like this from now on and forever, because your fantastic boyfriend Usopp will be known as the king of Valentine- Sanji: Dear, I know you love doing that. And I adore it. But the king of Valentine's Day is me and I'm not letting you have the title. Usopp: But we're together. Then that means we're both kings. Sanji: We would if we were married. Usopp: Then... We should- Sanji: Stop right there. Usopp: Huh? Why can't you let me be romantic?! Sanji: ... If you say it I don't think I'll be able to handle it- Usopp: Oh, shit, you want to marry me for real? Sanji: Yes? No- Not yet. Someday. I- Please, don't make me cry again.

Usopp truly can't wait for the next Valentine's Day with him.

[bella-is-sleepy]

Rise! Donatello x Smart/Nerd! Female! Reader || Part 2 || First Hang Out

Y/N’s POV:

I could not focus in school for the past day! My mind was on that night. The night I met him, Donnie. I kept looking at our texts from last night through out the day.

*sigh* Could time go by any faster?! My friend April snapped twice in my face. “GIRL!! What is up with you, you’ve been acting weird ever since yesterday. What happened…?”

I gave her that look that said ‘do I really have to tell you?’. “Yes, you have to tell me!” I have in after she used her ‘magic powers’. “Alright fine. So I met…Someone, well it-was a boy..” She gasped and yelled “A boy??!!?” I covered her mouth, and the whole class was looking at us!! Then went back to do their own thing.

^RIINNNGGG^ I got up from my seat quickly and practically ran out the door! I started walking home. With headphones on blast listening to Odetari. (or your favorite artist) I unlocked the door with my house key, and I soon as I open the door to my apartment-oop what. A surprise. (I said without a hint of sarcasm)

They were fighting—again went immediately into my room. I got my laptop and put on a show I liked so time would pass by quickly. My alarm went off at 7:55 so I could get ready. What I mean by getting ready is putting on my favorite hoodie with some leggings/jeans/skirt that matched.

I went to the rooftop that we agreed to meet at. He got there like 10s after me. “Hi Donnie, how are you?” I asked “I’m doing okay, kinda had a rough day yesterday.” He said “Why was that?” “Oh because we had to deal with some guys with feet on their faces. Yea i don’t know why either but they stole a bunch of paper.” I have a confused look he just said he will explain later.

We started to just get to know each other better. Apparently we are both into Tech/Coding/ inventing. Donnie showed me his battle shell which I thought was really cool. I told him I had some tech-y shoes. They were in my favorite color(s) they were able to keep small tools in them, and the shoes had anti-gravity so I could walk on walls.

He seemed very interested to n my inventions. The only person who really listened to me talk/show about my inventions was my mom. Donnie also told me about his brothers, they are very different from them. Rapheal their leader went In without plans, Michelangelo was prone to getting hurt, and his ‘Twin’ Leo always made jokes(and/or) puns during battles/fights/ missions!

Me and Donnie also had some good laughs. HE LAUGHED AT MY SCIENCE JOKES!! I said “Why did two red blood cells break up?” He tilted his head “Why?” “Because their relationship was in vein!” He said it was cheesy, and yeah it was, but he still chuckled at it.

Eventually we both went home. I entered through my window because I didn’t want to get caught by my Dad. My mom already knows I sneak out. She even said ‘can I even blame you, like I mean me and your dad fight all the time it’s fine by me just text me when you do ,okay?’ So technically it isn’t even sneaking out…!

DONNIE’S POV:

I never knew I would have some much in common with someone. Like she’s smart, good at coding, cooking/baking (she mentioned that) actually listens about my interests when I’m working in ‘Speech mode’ as Leo calls it. Y/n is also beautiful-wait what! Donatello Hamato get ahold of your self you just met her a day ago!

I wish I could have talked longer with her, but good things don’t always last forever. I didn’t even realize I was already at my lab until I stoped at the door. I could barely focus on work! Maybe I could try and go to sleep. I set my alarm for the morning.

I could feel my eyelids getting heavy. I lied down letting my body relax. Maybe we could become better friends. It’s a possibility. Maybe, just maybe…

[babiestmunson]

Born to be my baby

Inspired in Bon Jovi’s song Born to be my baby

If we stand side by side (all night) There's a chance we'll get by (and it's alright) And I'll know that you'll be live In my heart till the day that I die

'Cause you were born to be my baby And baby, I was made to be your man

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem Henderson! Reader

Summary: Eddie drops the L word to you with a grand gesture and you think nothing can go wrong anymore, before everything goes to hell. 

Warning: Coursing but this is pure fluff my friends. Also english is not my first language so sorry for any mistake

A/N: Let me know what you think, like and reblog are always appreciate. And if you like to request something would make me very happy. Anyways, just a little something I did while we wait for Joseph with Jimmy Fallon.

A little background story between Eddie and reader: The colors suit him

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“What are the plans for tonight doll?" Eddie's voice is calm and focused as he's walking behind you holding a ridiculous amount of tapes that need to be organized. Robin and Steve hate with a capital H to organize the tapes and you don't really mind; as long as your boss doesn't interfere, you take care of it while your friends help you with the other stuff you need to do. Since apparently your boyfriend can't be separated from you, he often would appear at your job with silly excuses as of why he was stopping by:

"You have my cassette" 

"Wanted to check the new movies"

"Can you help me finish my homework?" 

 The last one wasn’t silly, he was trying really hard to pass all his classes and graduate, so he would go asking for help or simply sit on the floor with his notes studying and such. You were so proud of him; he began to think about your future together and was sure ‘86 was his year.

 "I was thinking that maybe you could stop by for a late late lunch and then we got back together to school" 

“Are you going to the game Eddie?”

“Very funny love. Hellfire is starting later today” 

“If you already have a plan, why did you ask?”

You smile fondly at each other, Eddie was a dedicated boyfriend, not only he filled you with love but support. It was no secret that you were saving as much as you could to go to college and sometimes it felt impossible. Your mom was a great help since she let you keep all of your salary for your savings, still wasn’t enough, the amount of money you needed was a goal that now you were sure couldn’t reach. 

With Eddie’s support you no longer felt like that way. He’d support you no matter what, you appreciate it a lot when on long days we’d wait for you in his trailer or your house to take care of you. He was the definition of doe eyes and you truly believe that he holds the entire galaxy in them, they were very expressive as if telling you what he wanted, you just have to learn how to read them. 

Eddie stayed with you for about ten more minutes before he had to go to join Hellfire. He told you about how Chrissy asked him to sell her something stronger than his usuals and how she was acting weird, even made a play by play of him trying to comfort her, he tried to be subtle but ridiculously failed because of his dramatic personality. He offered her to go to his trailer after the game to sell her something else, maybe she could think about it and change her mind. That’s your big scary satanist cult leader Hawkins. 

You knew Chrissy from a distance and thought of her as a sweet kind girl, couldn’t agree more when Eddie told you that her dating Jason was horrendous, she deserved so much better. For a moment you felt a pinch of jealousy, it was no secret to you that Eddie used to have a crush on her, like every other boy in Hawkins, you weren’t scared of having those kind of awkward conversations with him, both of you have decided that  it was for the best to be completely open; “It’s what's best for our relationship princess, I don’t want us to sabotage this”. 

 At first his idea sounded like a huge mistake, you didn’t know if you would be able to be that open, but turns out he was right, you could talk to each other about anything and everything. One day you were laying in his van and started talking about your days in high school, he messed around saying that you never noticed him but that was a lie, you always thought he was pretty handsome and funny, but that was it. Back then you had a huge crush on Billy, Max’s stepbrother, but after a series of events you finally noticed that he was an asshole, as the redhead had been telling you. Your confession didn’t surprise Eddie, from the moment Billy stepped onto the school grounds he took all the girls’ attention, even competing with Steve Harrington. And when he told you about how in middle school he started to have a crush on Chrissy after the talent show, you mock him a lot, it was cute. That was your dynamic and it made the relationship more beautiful. You had fights here and there but because of your way of communication with each other it was easier to resolve the problems. 

 Back to the present, after a long shift you finally arrive at Eddie’s trailer and knock on the door; he ran quickly to open but instead of letting you enter he walked out. You laugh asking what he was doing, he just let out a big smile and gave you a tight hug and a kiss on your forehead, freshly bath he smelled like his lavender shampoo and mint gum. 

 “Eddie, really what is happening?”

“You have to promise that what you’re about to see and hear won’t change us”

“Why? You have some other girl in there? Maybe another boy?”

 He laughed and intertwined his fingers with yours, guiding you to the door of the trailer, you were about to open when he let go of your hand and stood behind putting his hands on your eyes. You started to feel excited and nervous, every time he touched you a rush of emotions ran through your body, and this was no exception, plus he was planning something. One of the things you love about Eddie was his playful personality, taking things seriously wasn’t difficult as he knew how to deal with it but he much rather take life the easy way. He especially had a gift to make you laugh while giving you a pep talk. 

 “Ok, ready princess 1…2…3” he took his hands from your eyes and stood in front of you, holding a red tulip. You couldn't speak, hell you were barely even breathing. In the middle of the living room was a pizza and a bottle of wine on a tv tray, the curtains were closed so the room could be enlightened with some candles and of course there were flowers. Some red roses were carefully dispersed all over the place and rose petals garnishing the tv tray. You knew your children and recognized their pillows and blankets on the floor to make everything look cozier. Max, Lucas, Mike and of course your brother Dustin had been helping Eddie with the preparations, they had a bet going as to why the metalhead was doing it. He didn’t know that. 

“Eddie…” you had tears burning your eyes and the moment you spoke they would fall all over your face. You manage to say his name but a knot on your throat stops you from saying anything else. 

“M’lady, allow me to offer you this humble flower as proof of my devotion for you. I know it’s beneath you. If i could I’d travel the world to collect and give you every tulip in this miserable world” he handed you the tulip and you took it carrying it to your chest.  “But being Dungeon Master does not pay a lot” 

 You laugh, finally letting all the tears roll down. With the urge of a thousand dragons, you closed the space between and hugged him. You hug him like never before allowing you to smell his scent and feel his body, with no hesitation he cupped your face and kissed you not letting you cut the closeness. Eddie loved the taste of your lips, he sometimes wondered if it was your strawberry chapstick or just your natural sweet taste, it was majestic how soft you felt and how he couldn’t get enough.  The kiss got intense with your tongue making its way into his mouth, you just grabbed him because you couldn't get any closer to him. Your heartbeats merging, he tasted like sunshine on a warm summer day as well as a cold fall breeze. He didn’t want to but made himself stop, every time you kissed his mind floated away making it hard for him to think, mainly the reason why he stopped the kiss, he had something important to say. 

 “It’s true, I wanted to fill the room with tulips, but those shits are expensive” You told him your favorite flowers were tulips because they had a delicate elegance no other flower had, and because for its simple shape, the first flowers you learn how to draw. This was back when you first started to speak. And he remembered it. “That’s why I bought one red tulip and red roses. They kinda match”

“It’s ok Eds, this is perfect” Eddie leads you to your pillow and sits in front of you.

“Remember when I said that I was all in? When we had our first date I mean” you just nodded and took his hand softly drawing circles in his skin in an attempt to calm him down as he looked nervous. “Well, I want you to know that at this moment I’m more sure than ever that I’m all in. When I asked you to be my girlfriend, I couldn’t make it special because I was so broke. I had to make out with you so you wouldn’t notice it had been a lame moment” you laugh at the memory; it had been intimate and wouldn’t change any detail about it. 

“Anyways, you are amazing Y/N Henderson. Every quality you have fights in my head to see which one I love the most about you and I enjoy being with you way too much. I keep thinking about what we’d do when we’re together and the thought of losing you because you realize I’m just a screwed up terrifies me… but I know that we’re a great team together, you make me want to be a better person and do something for myself so I can be on your level. I know that we can take whatever the future throws at us if we're together because… because I love you Y/N”

You paralyze at hearing the words you only thought you’d hear in your dreams. He can only watch you, hoping you feel the same or at least can bear the fact that he loves you and won’t change your relationship. Suddenly he notices the small smile on your lips grow onto a bigger one. In a quick bustle you sit on his lap and give him small kisses across his face with your arms around his neck hugging him close. 

“I love you too Eddie, so so much. I can’t imagine my life without you” his eyes lit up and he started competing with you with small kisses, he’s faster than you and giggled every time he gave you a quick kiss on the lips. It’s also very amusing to him how slow your reflexes are. “But don’t you ever say that my boyfriend is a screwed up again or I’ll beat your ass, people would be lucky to have him in their lives”.

After staring at each other for what it felt like years, the two of you proceed to eat and talk. The room was quickly filled with laughs and hopeful words; after confessing their love you started to talk about your future together. Once Eddie graduates, you’d move out to a big city and both get a job. It didn’t have to be someplace fancy, you couldn’t afford it anyway, but big enough for the kids and Robin and Steve to come. Meanwhile you’d still save for college or maybe even start in a community college that had an art program while Eddie would pursue his dream of making it in the music industry.  

It will be a bumpy road for sure, right you were nothing but kids hitching down the road of life although if you stay side by side there is a big chance you’ll get by. Being religious was never a scene of yours; you’d seen the evil that could exist, but also the good and all your experiences made you believe that life had a plan for you and Eddie. Only God would know the reasons…

“What would happen if you don’t make it?” you were currently sitting between his legs with your back on his chest and turned around to see him. His eyes were staring at the ceiling, immersed in his thoughts. His look made you realized he was talking to himself, the future was scary if you’d fucked up it would only be your responsibility only. This was your life you were talking about. 

“Well, I’ve always thought that the future is not necessarily a one-way road you know? Like, I want to major in art history and work for a museum, but there are other options” you turn your body to be face to face with your legs around his waist. “I could work in a gallery, or a magazine or teach; I just hope one day I’ll be able to open a small coffee shop where I can help aspiring artists sell their paintings and sculptures and books. So yeah, I believe you can make it however you want because you don’t know what the future holds. As long as you keep your passion for music, you’ll make it Eddie”.

“Before you, I’d only see the clouds, but you’d teach me to see the sun also. I really love you Y/N, please stay with me forever” he grabbed your hand and put it in his chest after giving it a small kiss. “Because princess, I’m sure you were born to be my baby and I was made to be your man” 

 After hours a couple of hours of being together in the trailer you head on your way to school, you had promised Lucas to see him at the game because maybe he’d play, at school you would see the game behind Robin who was in the band while Eddie will be with Dustin and the rest of hellfire playing D&D. You planned everything, after finishing his campaign and the game your boyfriend would go to his trailer to meet Chrissy, in the meantime you’ll head to your house to get clothes and see him later. 

You couldn’t stop feeling butterflies in your stomach and your smile never looked more sincere, Eddie had just told you that he loves you with a grand gesture. You were ready for whatever life had prepared for you, you had a lovely family, great friends and a boyfriend that had proven to love you enormously. Nothing can possibly go wrong. 

[lesbiansgoal]

I (19F) Was Outed by the Priest's Daughter (18F) to My Whole Church

This is a very long story with a lot of relevant backstory, so please bare with me.

I(19F) was outed by the priest's daughter (18F) at my church, and I'm still not over it.

It has been a year since my parents found out and 2 years since the rest of the church found out. I know I should be over it, at least a little bit, but I feel constantly anxious and angry about the whole situation.

Before I get into a deep dive of what happened, here's the backstory:

The Priest's daughter at my church, we'll call her L, and I became best friends when I was around 6 or 7. We were inseparable and found any way possible to see each other. We got to hang out every Sunday at church, but we were like sisters so that obviously wasn't enough for us. This whole situation hurts even more thinking of all the fond and happy memories we had. Of course, as most friendships, it became rocky. I admit, I wasn't the best friend in the world to have. I often had severe mood swings as a child and it affected my friendship with L a lot, as well as the other relationships around me. I was deemed as the "weird kid" pretty often because of the culture I was raised in (my mother is an immigrant) as well as the religion I was brought up in. With this, things became worse when a bully (we'll call him X) started coming to our church.

X was very close friends with L's older brother, and soon after became friends with L. X, however, didn't like me all that much. I remember when he'd make fun of me for eating, saying things about how overweight I was (which was completely untrue, I was severely underweight for my age), and telling me to take my "mental pills". My self esteem was crushed week after week, and it seemed the longer this kept going on, the more I noticed L taking his side rather than defending me. However, because I was a pushover, I didn't say much about it and continued being close to her. When X finally moved away after a few years of torment, I felt extreme euphoria. I was so unbelievably happy. But this is where the problems had started.

One day, about a year after X had left, I came to church a bit late and saw L by the doorway with another girl as they whispered to each other. When they saw me approaching them, they quickly ditched their conversation. However, I noticed that something seemed off and asked what was going on. The other girl kept her mouth shut while L told me nothing was happening. I was sceptical, but didn't press much further and waited for Communion. But first, I needed to go to confession. As I stood in the line, I saw X emerge from the altar. I remember how scared I was. I was frozen in place as he made a passing glance at me. After I had a very nervous confession, I ran downstairs and cried.

L's mother saw me and tried comforting me, asking what was wrong and the other usual questions and remarks when comforting a child that could barely breathe between sobs. That's when I told her that L had lied to me and that X was back. She brought L down and she explained to me that she didn't tell me because she knew I would "act this way". L didn't even apologize. I told her I wasn't forgiving her for lying to me, and to leave me alone. This event marked a long period in which L would constantly ignore me, attempt to single me out of every conversation and event, and borderline bully me.

After my mom and the priest found out about the feud, they decided to sit down and talk about it. This, unfortunately, led to a screaming match between them. While my mother tried addressing what was going on between me and L, the priest started blaming me for being tainted (being taught in a public school while his daughter was home schooled) and for introducing the idea of "crushes". I was, apparently, sinful for making his daughter jealous of the pretty dresses I wore and the friends I got to have outside of the church. At this point, our families were at an impasse. The next Sunday, the priest took me into his office and asked if L and I could rebuild our relationship. I remember being hesitant, but eventually saying that I'd make an effort.

I was now in high school and making progress in my friendship with L. Although it was a bit awkward at times, it seemed like we were making progress. Then COVID happened, and we were confined to our devices for interaction. At this point in time, I was in the closet about being bisexual. However, after texting L and getting deep with our emotions, L confessed to me that she had been having "gay thoughts". In an effort to comfort her, I said that I knew what she was going through, that I was bisexual, and that I was there for her with whatever I needed. We then both decided to delete the messages to make sure our parents wouldn't see them. When COVID restrictions were lessened in 2021, L and her family came over to bless our house. When we were alone, I confided in her that I defined myself as pansexual instead of bisexual, to which she nodded and told me she was glad I told her. This happened around February or March.

Then, one Sunday during the Summer of 2021 while my mother was out of the country, the priest asked me to go into his office. He laid everything out about how L had told him I was bisexual. I cried a lot. I had a minor panic attack. I begged and pleaded for him not to tell anyone, especially my parents, but he said "people will learn, OP". I didn't know what to make of this as I was in fight or flight mode, so I didn't question most of what he said to me that meeting too much. I just remember him humiliating me and calling me a sinner. At the end, we treated the meeting like a confession and did the closing prayer.

Fast forward to March of 2022. I was about to graduate from high school and I was extremely anxious about various different things that were going on in my life. It was Good Friday and I was at an evening service when suddenly I had one of the worst panic attacks of my life. I could barely breathe, think, talk, or control my body. I remember how my hands and mouth were going numb. My dad took me into the car to while my mom stayed behind. She was inside for a very long time, even after most of the other people had left. By that point, I had fallen asleep (or maybe passed out???) in the car. When I woke up, we were at a gas station near our home and my mom asked me if I had ever talked to L about being gay.

We had a very long conversation that night, and I had found out that soon after the service ended, my mom and the priest got into a heated argument about why I had such an awful panic attack. With this, L joined in and yelled at my mother about how I was bisexual and was a sinner.

In the following days, we learned many things:

1. The whole church knew before my parents knew.

2. L had screenshoted my messages, so she had them as proof.

3. I was discussed as if I were a predator.

4. Both the priest and L talked the all of the families about it.

5. They started telling people at the funeral of a very notable church member in the summer of 2021.

I was shocked and heartbroken. I felt truly betrayed, and my family and I decided to leave the church and go elsewhere.

Since the events that took place in 2022, I am no longer religious (though not entirely because of this reason), but I still go to church with my family to support them. I know they adore their religion, and I still find beauty in it, so I don't really mind. I am currently going to college and I have an amazing partner who I absolutely adore with all of my heart. In many areas, I'm thriving. But in some, I still find myself very resentful.

I still see L from time to time, whether it's at school or at work. At first it really bothered me, but I've come to accept that she'll just have to deal with me and vice versa. We live on the same planet, so what's the point in bothering so much?

I was starting to get over this event until recently. I have contact with some friends at my old church, and one of them confided in me saying that L was telling everyone I had "started it". She said that I was the one to blame for all that had happened because I had apparently pushed her to do what she did. Up until recently, I really tried to forgive L. I genuinely thought about reaching out and telling her this. But now there's no way I could ever lower my self worth in order to give her an ounce of pity. She's using this whole situation to put me down and lift herself up.

So, dear readers, thank you for baring with me, and thank you for giving me the opportunity to write out my feelings and version of events. I've kept my mouth shut after all these years, and defending myself feels almost liberating in a way. Thank you.

TLDR: After a long, heated history with my ex best friend (the priest's daughter), she outed me as bisexual behind my back to my whole church.

[vespersposts]

Dad's such a weirdo!

Hi lovelies!

This is an entry for @nuclevi event "Daddy's day Out" which celebrates Dad's day with a selection of stories our best boys facing fatherhood.

Useless to say who's the one i picked cause im obsessed!

Fandom: Kuroko no basket/ Kuroko's basketball

Rating: SFW

Words count: 1,7K

Header courtesy of @nuclevi

-> more knb stories here 🏀

"Are you and daddy getting a divorce?" 

the question comes to your ears suddenly, as your daughter helps you fold the bedsheets you had spread out in the sun, that early summer morning.

"No honey" you reassure her immediately "Sometimes he makes me angry and other times I make him angry, but then we talk about it and it all works out" you explain quietly, trying to figure out if there had been something that had triggered that insecurity. 

"Lately daddy got so weird, I thought it was because you were mad at him for things!" she tells you, widening her blue eyes, not embarrassed at all  for asking a private question, but surely relieved by your reaction. You pat her head and know she's not entirely done with the conversation, so you ask her if she's in the mood for a snack knowing full well that, just like her beloved dad, the family's little one is easily bribed with good food.

Looking at her closely, Mirai was no longer so little, but  day after day was growing up into a teenager.

Some weeks ago, you had mentioned it to your husband, but he seemed reluctant to accept his sugarplum's forthcoming entry into the wonderful world of puberty.

You clearly remember his reaction, too: he was astonished at the sudden awareness of that fact, to which he could not have objected. He began to feel a strange pressure , he was so utterly worried in so little time that he had forbidden his daughter to study with his childhood friend Shinji, as soon as he noticed that their relationship was beginning to be tinged with the shades of first love.

"But dad, he's good at Physics and I'm good at Math, we're a kick-ass team! We have to beat those section-B suckers at the finals! " she challenged him vigorously at the breakfast table each morning, playing on the innate competitive spirit of her father, who for the first time in his life, had been indifferent to her demands.

She had huffed, sulked, threatened perpetual silence, but for the first time since she was born, she had received a fat 'no' as an answer from her worshipped father, who now, for no apparent reason, has turned into a ruthless tyrant .

"Dad's such a weirdo, you should get a divorce, for real!" you hear her grumble, as she brings a large strawberry to her mouth and then furiously texts on her mobile phone.

You laugh, because at that moment you feel like you see your husband Daiki, when he tries to get his way, after he's been taken back by you.

"Come on, honey. I'm not divorcing your dad because he won't let you see Shinji!" you taunt her, earning a long frown and a shrug.

"This sucks, all my friends get to study in the library, I'm the only loser who has a curfew! A daytime curfew mom! The lamest thing ever!" the little girl tries to explain, as she turns the display on her phone to show you a picture of her little group of friends, with the ever-present Shinji Midorima sitting at one end of the long table.

"Mom… please, I will be mocked my whole life ‘cause of your husband!" she whines.

"Mirai, the both of you need to cut it out. Enough is enough. I'll talk to dad, but stop sulking!" you propose, cracking a smile from her.

If you had been asked who between your daughter and her father was more stubborn, you would not have been able to answer. A dinner of half words had led to an equally tense after-dinner, during which the little girl had locked herself in her room, pretending to forget her weekly appointment made of movies and popcorn with the man.

"She hates me" 

Sitting on the wide bed in your master bedroom, a melodramatic Daiki greets you as soon as you get out of the shower, still wrapped in your white bathrobe.

"That's not true, she just wants some daddy attention" you smile at him, letting him join you in front of the walk-in wardrobe. You feel his large hands close on your belly, as he sinks his face into the nape of your neck to leave many small kisses on your damp skin. He’s so warm and comfy against your back, so delightfully provocative.

"You are tickling me" you say softly, turning to him, bringing your hand to his handsome face to lead him to you, and kiss him on the lips , aware that it certainly won't be just a kiss that will be returned.

"It's not fair, babe!" he sighs when you are forced to point out that his hand on your thigh, as much as it is always a good idea, would make you late for work.

"I know my love, I know " you smile playfully at him, as your fingers draw imaginary lines on his bare shoulders "My on-call shift ensures I can be home tomorrow morning, when you happen to be resting too.... Just a few hours and then I'll be all yours" you conclude, giving him a little kiss between the strong pecs.

"What was that?" he feigns outrage, cradling you in his arms some more.

"It's to remind you that you need to talk to your princess, and quickly. I can't bear to see both of you in this mood any longer” you tell him, closing your eyes, now that your head rests on his chest.

"Alright, alright" you hear him sigh, as he pulls away from you with one last kiss.

You smile at the thought of that almost seven-foot giant being intimidated by a tiny wren like Mirai. Your beautiful husband, so firm and swaggering in appearance but so tender and careful. Aomine, the ace of the miracle generation, who worries that his little girl might be heartbroken, might be laughed at by her schoolmates or, even worse, might meet a pervert with no feelings. He, so dedicated to his mission that pictures the patient and well-mannered son of Shintaro Midorima, the little boy who has grown up as well under his nose, like a bloodthirsty dragon.

You follow his slowly moving figure and, once again, you are enraptured by his strong back, broad shoulders and long, muscular legs. You smile back at him, catching the attention of those intense eyes that you can't wait to be eaten up by.

"Daiki?" you call him just before he leaves the room.

"Have you changed your mind already, babe?" he asks, sensing your state and smirking.

"Put a shirt on" you tell him, making him laugh.

You know that you shouldn't, but you also know that you can't resist the temptation of seeing those two stubborn people confront each other, so you hurriedly get dressed and just as quickly reach the threshold of your daughter's room, who has just let her father in, greeted with an exasperated look and a long sigh.

Mirai throws herself on the bed, face to the wall and arms folded, in the best tradition of her tantrums, heedless of Daiki's presence sitting beside her.

"Sweetheart, come on, look at me" he's telling her smoothly, rubbing her back gently, until the little girl decides to roll towards him, who can finally see her in the eyes.

"So what?" she asks impishly, gripping her mobile phone to let the poor parent know she has no time to waste. 

If you didn't know the trouble your husband is going through, that whole charade would look comical to you.

"I know you're mad at me" he tells her, moving the phone behind the pillow "Listen, you're growing up and I don't know how to handle things. You see, I freak out. A bit. A lot. I'm sorry" he lets out a big sigh.

"You surely do, dad!" underlines the thin voice of your daughter, far from willing to bury the hatchet.

"But I love you" he tells her, putting a hand on her head and caressing her hair.

"I love you too dad, but ...Everyone at school thinks I'm weird because of Math club, and you don't help giving me those dumb rules!" she whines, lowering her gaze.

"I get it. What do you wanna do, then ?" he asks her, letting the little girl sit next to him so he can look her straight in the face.

"I want to stay and study in the library with Shinji and the others!" she claims.

"That's it?" your husband's voice immediately picks her up, and you tend your ear because you certainly won’t miss the crucial moment of their conversation.

"I...I'd also like you to give Shinji permission to come home, just once in a while. Mum said she won't, if you don't agree too” she tells him all in one breath.

You can actually see her, your sweet, little, adorable daughter, rolling her big puppy eyes for her father to give in.

"Fine, but only if one of us parents is home, understood?" you smile when you hear your husband's voice surrender, sealing the final peace between the two.

You go back to your room to retrieve your keys and bag and when you call them to say goodbye, you find again the smiling and happy partners in crime, ready for their special evening.

"Are you ok?" you ask the little girl, firmly in your husband's arms.

"Yes mum, we made up. Daddy told me that now that I'm all grown up I can be mistaken for his girlfriend, how cool is that?" she announces to you at the height of her elation, which you hold back from dismantling.

"Good for you, my love!" you smile at your little girl, rubbing her tummy " Don't be late,don't set the house on fire while I'm gone!" you grin, as your husband stoops down, allowing  your daughter to kiss you, and then he does the same, of course in his own sultry way.

"Ew, so gross dad!" you hear the girl’s comment next to your ear, before her father puts her down to claim more reward for that heroic effort of his.

Too bad you've still a doubt left.

"Your girlfriend huh?" you ask him in a wry tone.

"Yeah. Damn Shinji needs to learn who's in charge!"

[najaemism]

heart can't lose [54]

PAIRING. lee haechan x fem!oc

WARNINGS. none

WORD COUNT. 1.3k

SUMMARY. fourth year pre-med student and neo university student council president, haechan lee does not have the time for relationships. instead, he focuses his attention on his studies and extracurriculars, so as not to disappoint his parents. that is until hera seo came along—and everyone starts to wonder if the university’s golden boy would finally let his heart lose

“MIND IF I join you?” Hera asked as she stepped out into the huge balcony on the second floor of the rest house, where Erin had been admiring the view by herself.

Erin smiled at her, shaking her head. “Not at all, feel free to join,” she said.

“Is there a reason why you’re out here by yourself?”

The older girl shrugged. “Just felt like it.”

“Nothing to do with… you know who?”

Erin snorted, shaking her head. “You can say his name, it’s fine.”

“I just happened to notice that you and Mark hadn’t acknowledged each other today, yet you both arrived at the same time this morning before we left to go here,” Hera said. 

“It’s been like that with us since last year, so I guess I’m kind of used to it.” She let out a sigh, a sad smile on her lips. “But we don’t always ignore each other, you know? We live in the same house, so it’s impossible to just… not talk to each other, even for a bit, but most of the time… yeah,” she added.

“But prior to your official engagement, you two were okay?” Hera asked.

“Well—not really okay okay, but it wasn’t super awkward in our house back then,”  she replied. “We argued a lot, since we both didn’t really like our situation, and we were still young, so being mad that we didn’t have a choice was all we could do, but there were good moments. Moments where it was just the two of us.”

Hera noticed how Erin was smiling genuinely as she remembered how her and Mark were back then, her eyes glazed over as she imagined she was back there again. Then, she blinked, shaking her head lightly as she chuckled dryly. “After the engagement became official, that kind of… made things all too real for us, so… uh… well, you can see how we are now, so…” she only shrugged, looking at Hera. 

She smiled at Erin, bumping her shoulder to the older girl. “Sorry for asking.”

Erin chuckled. “It’s fine—but enough about me!” She perked, suddenly turning her whole body to face Hera, making the younger look at her with furrowed brows. “I heard you met Hyuck’s dad.”

“I—yeah. Accidentally, too.”

“How do you meet Yohan Lee accidentally?”

Hera was then reminded about the slightly awkward family dinner that she found herself in a week ago, making her shut her eyes and let out a groan.

She heard Erin laugh. “That bad?”

“It wasn’t bad,” Hera said, “it was just weird! I wasn’t really supposed to be there—no one was supposed to be home when we arrived there. Hyuck said they were on a business trip,” she explained.

“Okay, why were you going to their house, anyway?”

“We were supposed to watch a movie together—already had tickets, too—but he remembered he needed to get something from their house, so we went there, and his parents apparently cut their trip short, so, uh… yeah.” She shrugged, chuckling. “Both his parents were there, his mom insisted we stayed to eat dinner, and we never got to watch the movie.”

“And the dinner?”

“Really awkward,” Hera replied. “Don’t get me wrong, they were super nice to me, despite how intimidating they both were, but it just… felt like I was intruding?” She shook her head. “I don’t know. I don’t even know if his dad liked me.”

“I’m pretty sure he did.”

The pair turned their heads at the sound of Donghyuck’s voice, seeing him with his arms crossed while leaning on the frame of the entrance to the balcony. 

Erin smiled as she looked in between the two. “Ah, I should leave you two alone now,” she said.

“What?” Hera asked, “Why?”

“I want to go on a walk around by myself,” the older girl replied, shrugging. “I’ll be back before dinner time, just text me,” she then added before waving at Hera and walking towards where Donghyuck was standing. “You’re welcome,” she whispered before walking past him, leaving the two alone.

“Are you just going to stand there or are you going to join me here?” Hera asked, raising a brow at him.

Donghyuck smiled, letting out a small laugh before he walked towards her, falling to a stop in the spot beside her where Erin had been standing earlier. They were facing different directions, With him leaning his elbows on the railings and looking ahead at the view, while Hera had her back against it, but her eyes were focused on the boy beside her.

“You know, my dad asked about you during Christmas,” he suddenly said, surprising Hera.

“He did?”

“Mhm,” he hummed in response, “Surprised me too, honestly. Most of the time, despite any occasion, he’d only ask about my classes, or my plans in the future.”

“What did he say?”

“He wanted to know if we were dating.”

“Oh?” Her eyebrows shot up at his reply. “And what did you say?” she then asked, looking away and crossing her arms as if to show that she wasn’t that curious as to what he said to his father.

(She was very curious.)

“I didn’t really get to answer it.” Hera’s shoulders sagged at that, eliciting a chuckle from him. “He immediately went on to talk before I could—which is typical for him, I guess? Although, this time it wasn’t about med school, or my studies.”

He finally took his eyes off the view ahead of him, turning his head to look at her, instead. “It doesn’t matter much if I decide to be in a relationship with someone, I was old enough to manage my priorities—to know my responsibilities. That’s what he said to me.” He shook his head lightly. “You know, I never thought I’d see the day where my dad would be okay with me adding another… non-medical related… thing in my list of priorities, but here we are.”

Hera laughed at that, while he only smiled at her. “Well, he’s okay with it. Are you?”

He paused, humming as he looked up and rested his chin on his right hand, as if he was giving it a deep thought. “I don’t know. Am I?” 

She rolled her eyes, punching his arm playfully. “What did I say about answering questions with another question?”

“Oh—“ he narrowed his eyes at her— “you sounded like a teacher just now.”

“Shut up,” she muttered, rolling her eyes at him while he only laughed.

It was silent between them after that—a comfortable silence. Hera liked this—being comfortable enough with someone that she felt at ease just spending this moment of calmness with him, no words spoken.

Her eyes found his as she turned to him again.

Since when had they been this close?

She thought about how she had been looking at him for a considerable amount of time, enough for it to seem uncomfortable—but it wasn’t. Her eyes roamed his features, from his brown eyes that she almost found herself lost in, to his cheeks, then to his lips.

Her breath hitched as she looked back at his eyes, and had she been a second late, she would have missed how his own flicked down her lips quickly before meeting her gaze again. Noticing the closing distance between them, she closed her eyes and tried to turn away, but he was quick to pull her towards him, his hand resting on her cheek as if to tell her that this was okay.

“Hey, dinner’s—oh.”

Hera sprung away from Donghyuck at the sound of her best friend’s voice, while he remained in his spot, a flash of disappointment on his face before looking at the entrance of the balcony, where Jaemin was standing with his eyes wide.

“Dinner’s, uh, dinner’s ready,” Jaemin managed to say, pointing his thumb over his shoulder. “Chenle said we should all eat together,” he added.

“Right, uh, let’s go.” Hera nodded, making her way towards Jaemin and turning him around, pushing him out the balcony.

Donghyuck watched in amusement, a small smile on his lips before shaking his head and following after them. “Maybe next time,” he mumbled.

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[hoperays-song]

Sing 1 Commentary and Review Pt. 3

Welcome back to the madness loves!!! Also, I tried to tone down the commentary so I get further in the movie this time. Is this an elaborate plan to distract me from my fic being with my beta reader? Yes! Am I using it for content? Also yes! Enjoy!

Yes, I am trying to restrain myself more this time, it's hard.

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Guys, guys, guys, here me out here... I think Barry minds.

Also, headcanon I'm not sure I ever mentioned on here before but the reason Barry minds Johnny taking his spot isn't jealousy of being passed over but because he didn't want his honorary nephew to have a larger role in the gang than he already did. He was trying to protect him.

HERE. This is the moment where Marcus confirms they were going to stop stealing after this last heist. They were legit only doing it out of necessity because the needed money.

(aka my debt theory is going strong bwahahaha)

Ok but the way Marcus looks at Stan and Barry when Johnny storms off, just his face of "that's weird right? or is it normal teenage angst? what's going on?" is so funny. He's so lost.

Also, I genuinely believe that Johnny might have been planning on telling his family about the singing here (he comes back much later but seems still really hyped up like he was getting the confidence to do so) but didn't when he was given the role of getaway driver. Even if it was just for one job, it clearly made him feel way less seen as a person and like he was a disappointment for not fitting into the mold of who he thinks his father wants him to be (the queer metaphor is still going hard I see, lovely).

👏 Relationship👏  Counseling👏 

Engineer Rosita My Beloved!!!! <3

This woman definitely has at least two masters degrees in mechanical engineering because the machine she made is something out of Willy Wonka.

So... there either were intake forms where they all listed their talents and Johnny put down a skill he hadn't done since he was little or... Buster legit just asked this teenager to learn an skill that takes years upon years of training in like a month. For some weird reason, i'm leaning towards the latter and Johnny having experience is a coincidence.

Horrified Punk Rocker™️

I completely forgot that Meena wrote out what she was gonna say to Buster on her hand. I love that and I will be including it everywhere.

Also, unrelated, but Buster is on his second felony of the movie right now and we barely are passed the 30 minutes mark. Not to mention the numerous misdemeanors.

And, the workshop where they build their props in apparently on the second floor according to Buster. That seems like you're making more work for yourself with all the moving up and down but, you know, you do you.

Mike puntable moments counter: 19

He really does not think things through does he?

Lance puntable moments counter: 17

Dude, she's your girlfriend, for fucks sake, be supportive!!!! It's not rocket science over here!!!

Johnny making fun of his dad and exaggerating his accent will never not be funny to me. He's acting like a regular teenager, not a gang member, and it's both adorable and hysterical.

Judith has arrived!!! We love characters who are actually just trying to do their jobs here. Like imagine being the bank representative assigned to Buster freaking Moon. You'd be pissed off too.

... Gay. That's the only commentary I can add here. That's very gay.

Gunter, the chaos enabler, Rosita, the chaos handler, and Caspar, the chaos.

You just know as soon as Caspar got home he was begging him mom to let him hang out with the fun dance guy again.

Johnny's over here going through the nine stages of grief about his singing career.

Also, do we know why Johnny was called away this time? Because they weren't planning any heists in between the one we have already seen and the failed one to our knowledge. So, was he actually called back because of something to do with the garage? It would technically be a family business thing then after all.

Ash, I am so sorry. About everything you go through in this movie. So sorry. You get adopted by a crazy guy and an old rockstar by the end of the next movie if it's any comfort (probably not but worth a shot).

Also, their apartment is huge!!! How are they affording that when struggling to find and keep gigs???

Lance puntable moments counter: 27

I am once again reminded that the mob canonically exists here and Mike thought cheating them was a good idea?!?

Mike puntable moments counter: 23

The last moments those poor flowers had. RIP.

The dramatic music that appears whenever she does is honestly amazing. And I love how she just seems to despise Buster on principal here.

But the fact that Eddie's grandmother knows Buster? And a fair bit about his life? Eddie has definitely mentioned him and also Buster went to Eddie's graduation!! That's so sweet, you know he was one of those people who make huge posters of their loved ones faces and their degree.

This, my lovely gentlefolk and assorted cryptids, is what a bad idea looks like!

Ok, we have arrived to the failed heist. Now personally, I would have just pretended to be sick so that Buster would have let me go without worrying about the show. That way my role in the show would be safe while I would also be out of debt, win-win. However, that's clearly not what happened here.

I stand with the fact that this could have been easily avoided but I do not solely blame Johnny here. He's a kid. Kids make mistakes all the time. He just made a mistake. Was it a bigger mistake than a lot of people's? Yes, but it was still a mistake. He is not at fault here.

As for the gang, smart move on their part to immediately surrender. That way they lessened their sentence by not resisting arrest. Also, Marcus looks genuinely worried when he realises Johnny is not there, and I completely understand that. He has no idea where his son is and there's police everywhere, he's bound to be panicked.

Rosita is amazing. I love her, she's so sweet.

Ok, genuinely forgot about Gunter and Rosita's fight at the dress rehearsals.

Also, Mike puntable moments counter: 25

Ok, I feel like we missed a part of this conversation. We jump right to Marcus asking where Johnny was and looking pissed. I can almost guarantee that that conversation did not start like that. Marcus and Johnny are shown to be close, despite their communication issues. He's going to be upset, yes, but he's still gonna be worried about his kid. Marcus definitely asked if Johnny was ok or arrested or sick first.

Also, ouch. This scene hurts. The overall message of familiar rejection for you just trying to be yourself, of who you actually are is not good enough? It makes me sob every single time. This is just insanely painful.

(Yes, this is a central part of Johnny's story being queer coded and as someone who had a similar situation happen when I came out, I'm just saying it's very realistic).

Then the stealing bit afterwards being reference for pushing yourself into who others want you to be to feel love? And Johnny choosing even then it's better if he is his actual true self? Amazing, perfection, true cinema.

This is the emptiest grocery store I've ever seen in my entire life. Seriously. Is anyone other than these two there? I'm guessing a cashier but I don't see one.

Also this security dude is an amazing hype man, just cheering and blasting music.

Buster, stop encouraging kids to commit felonies. I know you're on three now but seriously man???

WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND GAVE THIS GREMLIN A BLOWTORCH?!?!?!?! ARE YOU TRYING TO DESTROY SOCIETY???? Also, Meena and Buster were renovating the theatre at the same time as Johnny was practicing with Mrs. Crawly. I completely forgot they were there at the same time?

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This is taking way longer than I thought but hey, it's time consuming!

Be back in a few (these take a bit to edit sorry)! - <3 Gooseless

[alescendants]

My Disenchanted thoughts

I know this blog is called alescendants but Disenchanted is still Disney and it makes sense to write my opinions on it here. These are my personal opinions, everyone is entitled to have their own thoughts on this movie.

I wrote a lot so it’s all hiding under the readmore:

PROS

Finally, we know why Giselle was living with animals in the woods!

Morgan calling Giselle ‘Mom’ was so pure ngl

Seeing Giselle, Robert, Edward, and Nancy all being friends years later was so sweet, and the latter two being Sofia’s godparents? My heartt 😭😭

And finally Nancy sings! I keep repeating “For through this wand from Andalasia flows the magic of our magic world to here”, and also Love Power obviously lol

"Congratulations on the increasing size of your progeny." and "Hogwashery!" in this film vs "I don't know what ‘melodramatic’ means" in the first film. Bless you, Edward, you're academic now and I am so proud of you

“Morgan, if you want to be mad, you be mad at me. But you do not talk to your mother like that!” >>>

Robert is the blueprint for all men I swear

Morgan hating the move is all the better when you remember Robert said she’s shy and doesn’t have many friends. I feel you, Morgan, I suck at making friends too 😀🤝

I don’t get why people don’t like the music, I loved all of it! It saved the movie imo.

Maya Rudolph can SINGGGGGGGG

“Nobody ever would bother to tell a tale with Maleficent and with Cruella.” That was good honestly.

Gabriella Baldacchino is so good in this! She can really sing, good for her.

CONS

Everyone saying ‘the whole cast is back’ when Nathaniel wasn't in the movie (as well as Narissa for obvious reasons) felt very weird and wrong to me

Why was Edward barely in the movie?? His himbo energy is a big part of makes the first film so great imo, and while he did steal the three scenes he was in (yes, three), he deserved to be in the movie more. Also this is a personal issue but I hate how he’s never called ‘King Edward’, as I was hoping his Disney Wiki page would be able to be retitled to that lmao. His name is King Edward of Andalasia, put some respect on his name.

And I was hoping he’d have a scene with Morgan detailing his own experiences with wicked stepmothers. But he and Nancy were missing for the whole middle act 😭, AND James Marsden deserved to sing more!

Robert too. Why did they make him an idiot knight? He’s not endearing like Edward, he just annoyed me. And they obviously kept him out of most of the film because True Love’s Kiss would undo Giselle’s wish. It pissed me off how nobody thought of doing that lmao

“We bring love from Andalasia and offer belated birthday cheer.” That was in the trailer, they filmed a part for it. It and the rest of the lyrics are in the official Spotify song, so why was it cut out of the film? So unnecessary.

Same with the Monroeville portion of the opening song, it should’ve been kept in.

The 2D animation sucks, and why did Nancy look so different? She and Idina both don’t have blue eyes, where did that even come from?

I wanted Giselle to go back to Andalasia and for Robert to go there period. We need to fully see how he looks in 2D and how Giselle changed.

And I dislike the implication that Giselle has never returned to Andalasia and shown Robert and Morgan where she grew up. As IF she’d never say goodbye to the animals who raised her. And since Morgan always asked for stories about Andalasia, why not TAKE her there? Literally what is stopping her? It’s bad writing.

And speaking of Morgan, yes teens are angsty but it still hurt to see her fight with Giselle (their relationship in the first movie is precious).

And I’m confused about the whole wicked stepmother thing? “It’s not true what they say, I have met so many kind and wonderful stepmothers.” What happened to that?

But ignoring that, Morgan calling Giselle her stepmother in the argument hurt bad. Because she knows how Giselle (apparently) feels about stepmothers and she was obviously trying to hurt her.

Giselle could’ve done her animal call and it either doesn’t work or ravens and other animals portrayed as villains (snakes, rats like in Lady and the Tramp) show up. That’d fuck her up and it’d be cool to watch! And Morgan sang the animal call in pt 2 of Fairytale Life, she should’ve done it for real.

Malvina was disappointing. I was expecting her to be an Andalasian who Narissa banished, like Giselle. Maybe they’re related (like Ursula and Morgana) and/or she was threatened by her magical competition so she sent her away. And with a name with Malvina, it made sense to me that she’d be Andalasian. Clearly that was the intention and I don’t get why the team behind the movie would trick the audience like that bc it’s the opposite of a good plot twist. Queen Narissa had way less screen time and I prefer her way better.

Plus it’d keep Narissa relevant to the plot which was not the case and I was deeply disappointed.

I predicted that with Monroeville’s slogan literally being “Your Fairy Tale starts here!”, it’d be designed by Malvina to be a trap for Andalasians to find out how they left Andalasia and if she can take their portal back there. Like there was so much potential that went wasted.

And where the hell is Malvina’s husband? (He’s on the billboard with Malvina and Tyson at the entrance of Monroeville, so he definitely existed at one point.) If he’s dead, at least just mention it once?

Why was Morgan and Tyson’s song cut? It’d give him + their relationship much needed development and it’s a cute song.

Rosaleen and Ruby were annoying. I love YNB and Jayma but their characters aggravated me.

Sofia crying after Morgan was pushed down the well could’ve been a chance for Giselle to break away from her evil self to care for her daughter. I thought that’d happen. We all did, right?

There’s probably more but I’ll stop here lol

[dearfuturehusbandblog]

A Guy

Dear Future Husband,

It's been several months since I've heard from CousinAR, who is freshly back from seminary and getting ready to start college, but on Thursday she messaged to say hey and also ask about my shidduch resume and what I'm looking for. And then she and her mom CousinES called me to discuss.

Because it's about a guy.

I'm pretty sure it's not you though, for quite a few reasons.

Reason #1:

I don't think our families would be compatible.

He's apparently from a yeshivish family with like ten kids, they all do impressive things for work, and they grew up in a very fancy place.

Me? Not so much. To pretty much all of the above.

I think I wouldn't fit in well at all with his siblings.

And I've been an oddball for so much of my life that if/when I get married I want it to be with a family that feels like family.

Or with someone who has literally nothing to do with their family so it's just the two of us in our own happy little bubble.

Either one.

Reason #2:

He has the exact same name as the father of the family that lived. next door to me pretty much my entire first 28 years of life.

MrNextDoor is a very nice, chashuv person. But he's also kind of overbearing and inserts himself into situations where he's not always welcome. I guess social cues are just not his forte.

I will admit that his pushiness has been a benefit on some occasions, as he's been able to accomplish some amazing things including setting up schools, getting neighborhood ordinances followed, and one of my non-frum grandparents actually got a proper burial because he not only insisted on coming to the levaya despite it being an hour away, but also brought proper shovels and stood there in the hot sun with my brother filling in the grave before the bobcat could come and finish the job.

But I'm a weirdo who just can not see past the name.

In a hypothetical situation where we dated and he actually liked me and I liked him and we ended up getting married, there would never be a day in my life where I couldn't say his name and not think of MrNextDoor and it makes me so uncomfortable to even think about.

It's just too ew for me, even if he is a nice guy.

(because I'm a mess of a human, obviously)

Reason #3:

He's 5 years younger than me.

And in case we haven't covered this ground yet, I'm an agist.

Whenever I hear about an age gap, my first thoughts go to what that time disparity represents.

For one thing, it means that I graduated high school the year he was bar mitzvahed. Which is weird.

For another, it means that he's still in his 20s and I'm so "middle aged" already. lol

And in a lot of ways he's still very young, while I'm just so decidedly not. Not physically, not emotionally.

And that also leads into

Reason #4:

He doesn't have a full time job yet.

He's bounced around a bit in terms of work, trying to find a community where he feels comfortable, and jobs have understandably come along with that kind of moving.

But that also means he's not a settled person. And he's young, he has that option in life. But I'm an old curmudgeon and although we may be compatible in a lot of ways, I need someone who is more settled than I am to be the rock in the relationship.

Reason #5:

He's studying to become a mashgiyach.

Not a yeshivah mashgiyach, but a food mashgiyach.

You may be wondering why that's a reason not to marry someone, and for some people, maybe even a lot of people, that's not a problem.

But I grew up in a household that was built on the instability of a family "supported" by a mashgiyach.

For the first 10 years of my life my father was hardly ever around. He worked odd, long hours out of town and constantly hopped from job to job.

I don't know if things are different now, but at the time mashgiyach work was more like gig work than it was a real job.

In those first 10 years my father worked at 17 different places, but the last two years he was at one location, so it was more like 16 jobs in 8 years.

That's not stability.

And I know we're in galus.

I know we're not supposed to be comfortable.

I know that just because someone has a steady job now doesn't mean they will tomorrow.

And I know that everything is in Hashem's hands.

But I also know that you have to do hishtadlus.

And if you're doing the work of a shoeshine man on the side of a road where nobody walks, you're not going to become a millionaire through your work.

Unless you're a gadol. I'm sure we've all heard those stories.

But for the beinoni - for those of us in the middle, we have to at least attempt steady, stable work at a certain pay grade for Hashem to provide that kind of sustenance.

And I don't see that happening for me with a mashgiyach.

Considering how much the average cost of living is today in the US, generally. And considering how much higher the average cost of living is today in the frum world... I don't see the paycheck of a mashgiyach cutting it to provide for a family, with or without whatever I'm making to contribute.

Reason #6:

I just don't know how to broach the whole "I don't think I can have kids" thing with my cousins.

On the one hand, I don't want to put a stumbling block before the blind by going out and forming relationships with young guys who believe that's a possibility with me.

On the other hand, I know that everything is in Hashem's hands and I know a woman who was told she'd never have kids and went on to have like 15, so just because I think I might not be able to doesn't mean I won't at all.

But having children is his chiyuv, not mine. It should be his decision whether or not to pursue a relationship like that.

So do I not tell CousinAR and her mom, the two people in this equation that I know and trust, about the whole kids thing?

Does even talking about it make it an ayin hara and less likely to happen for me?

Do I keep allowing CousinAR and her mom to make shidduch suggestions for me, all the while keeping this huge secret and finding reason after reason to shut down their suggestions?

Reason #7:

I don't really find him all that attractive.

I know, I know, it's the whole shallow conversation all over again, but it's true.

And again, that's such a hard thing to say to someone who is so excited to make the suggestion in the first place.

"He's so nice! And I was listening to what he was looking for and I just kept thinking you fit all those boxes!"

I've explained that even if I don't think I'm the right person, I'm more than happy to chat with someone even once to see if maybe I know someone else for them.

But

Reason #8:

I'm still a mess of a human. I think we know this. It's been established. We continue to go over this again and again.

And it's sweet that my cousins don't recognize that about me.

But that also means I'm hiding it really well. Which is a problem.

But I think we've covered all of that before...

And so, here we are again.

A nice suggestion, but me lost in the middle just so unsure of how to say "thank you, but no thank you."

I can't be the only one that struggles with this, right?

-LivelyHeart

[countrymusiclover]

6 - Apple's are Code Red

Part 7

His Golden Princess

@fanficismydrug @misskitty1912-blog @alanaangie24

Walking down the stairs Mary Margaret smiled sitting her coffee cup down. "You look happy. Who's the lucky guy?" I shrugged on my jacket raising a brow at her question. "I didn't say anything about a relationship. How do you know it's that?" She moved around the counter picking up a note with a flower stuck to it. Opening it I see a note from Gold, correction I should say Rumple now. "Meet me in my shop for a surprise. I have something to give you." Mary tilts her head to the side never dropping the smile. Shaking my head I grab the door handle revealing. "It's Mr. Gold. I'll see you later, Mary." She called back before I could shut the door. "Be safe, Astrid!" I chuckled calling over my shoulder smiling. "Bye mom!" Entering his shop I squealed feeling arms wrap around my waist holding me close. Spinning in his arms I wrap my arms around his neck smiling. "Why are you so happy to see me. I saw your note. So what do you want to show me?" He tugs my arm pulling me into the back room with a suit case being packed. "I figured after the curse is broken you come with me to find someone. Someone I lost with the curse. What do you think?" Biting my lip I smiled to him. "I think it's a good idea, Rumple." The little bell makes a sound where we saw Regina. Leaning up I kiss his cheek leaving the store.

Rumple's POV

Regina dropped a dead apple on the countertop annoyed while I still keep the smile on my face. Astrid would be with me once her sister breaks the curse. "Wipe that smile on your face and tell me how to deal with my Swan's problem!" Tilting my head to the side I walk around to another countertop trying to remember where I keep the princess crowns to surprise Astrid later. "From what I've seen you've only fought Emma. I don't see a reason to evolve young Astrid now." She crossed her arms over her chest glaring at me. "You want the curse broken, why?" Opening a cabinet I find what I'm looking for putting it inside my coat still knowing she was waiting for an answer. "The curse is weakening and you don't seem to care. If I didn't know any better I'd say your protecting something or should I say someone...Astrid." Turning to the face the queen I lean back against the countertop. "Why exactly do you care if I have a relationship with a woman who isn't a threat to Henry hmm?" Regina throws her arms up raising her voice at my rebuttal. "She's a savior like Emma. So she's a threat to me keeping my son!" Moving into the backroom I called over my shoulder. "I don't see it that way, you're majesty. Have a good day."

Astrid's POV

Sitting outside the school Henry ran over to me a confused smile on his face. Getting to my feet I hugged the boy and he hugged me back asking. "Why are you here. More dreams?" Shaking my head no I sit back down on the bench and he sat by me. "Henry, there's something I need you to know. You're not crazy and apparently neither am I. I believe everything you say." He grinned blurring out an exciting question. "Wait really. That's great but how?" Bending my head down I scratch the back of my neck blushing lightly. "I had to kiss Mr. Gold - uh I mean Rumplestiltskin to realize it." He immediately grabbed my freehand shocked by my answer. "You kissed the Dark One?" Nodding my head slowly I revealed the dagger necklace from underneath my shirt. "I think you're theory was right about that the curse just created this necklace on its own. I think it was bringing me on my path to be in a relationship with Rumplestiltskin." Henry stared in awe until he heard my sister's voice come over the radio all weird. Getting to our feet I didn't realize I must have accidentally butt dialed Rumple. Running up the stairs we entered Mary Margaret apartment seeing that she's packing to leave town.

"You're leaving and you didn't think to tell me, Em!" I stomped inside shutting the door behind me a little aggressively. She saw Henry eyeing her then focused her attention back to me. "Sis, lisen you seem happy here and I didn't want to take that away from you. Besides you make Henry happy and Regina's gonna take care of him." He stands beside me shouting in disagreement. "You can't leave. This happens to all heroes before they face the final battle. You have to stay and give everyone there happy ending." Stomping past them Henry and my sister hugged as I sniffed a treat sitting on the countertop recognizing it immediately. "Apple!" My sister gives me a shrugged shoulder. "So?" Henry ran over to me blocking her from getting closer to it. "You can't eat that it's posion!" My sister dropped her hands at her sides scoffing. "Ast, you really believe what he's saying?" Nodding my head yes I keep a serious face. "As long as you're alive both you and Astrid you're a threat to the curse." Henry tried to explain until she grabbed it about to take a bite to prove nothing would happen. But he grabbed a hold of it to I push my way into the scuffle tearing off a piece of the turnover with some apple visible to see. "Astrid, come on you seriously believe all this." Emma throws her hands up still not understanding the threat right now.

Shaking my head I raised the treat to my mouth speaking to her before I started feeding my eyes grow heavy. "I'm sorry Emma. But the only thing that makes sense about this town is Henry's book. Put your trust in me please." Henry gives me a worried look glancing to his mom, taking a bite out of the rest of the turnover. "I'm sorry it had to come to this. You may not believe in the curse or in me...or even your own sister. But I believe in you." In a matter of seconds he collapsed onto the floor and I called out a name before my eyes fell closed and I collapse beside him falling into darkness. Gold felt his phone go off so he answered seeing it was her calling him. "Astrid, I'll be over in an hour...Astrid?" The phone line made a thud sound before he heard her weak cry for help. "Rumplestiltskin..." Then the other line went dead making him slam the phone down on the countertop.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[moonstonedrawsrandomly]

Rescue White 11🟢

It’s been a while since Gaia reintroduced herself to the Bishops. Things have settled down a ton since then.

The cult isn’t fully aware that she is back, but they believe some signs of Gaia have returned, like the sky being a bit warmer and the wind being calmer. Weird coincidences? Maybe. Noelle, at the time being was given her own room and “title” as the “Royal Assistant ” because Gaia cannot operate without Noelle, since she is basically borrowing her vessel for the time being.

Noelle has also noticed that the Bishops, although quite tense and unnerving in their own ways, have softened around Noelle. Heket has walked by her room and asked her if she needed “lady things”, very sweet of her. Leshy is a constant visitor, not just for Gaia but for Noelle. Kallamar is still very distant with Noelle, again, only coming for Gaia. Shamura usually comes to take Gaia with them, she doesn’t mind, sometimes she needs to silence her mind.

“Noelle, we are having dinner in a few, do you want to take a walk?”

Leshy asked. Noelle puts her books down and goes with him. They go out into the hallway with the stained glass windows.

“By the way, have you seen Gaia?”

Noelle said. Leshy nodded.

“Yes, I usually see her crown with Shamura. I don’t usually hear what they are talking about, but I hear laughter now…it almost feels normal”

Noelle didn’t know that. She doesn’t know much about Gaia or the Bishops. Leshy has been very honest with her, despite the controversial contents, she decided to ask him about his family.

“So, what is your relationship with Gaia and the Bishops?”

“Hm? Oh, she’s one of the founders of the Faithful Cult and eldest sibling’s Wife.”

“Wait, so Shamura is married? So she’s your aunt? Or your sister-in-law? So why do you call her mom?”

“I’m not sure. She’s like a mom, and I like calling her mom. I think Heket maybe started it. Heket was the only one to refer to both Gaia and Shamura as Mom and Dad? I believe. This was before elder sibling preferred to use They/Them. They established that They are our sibling and she is our mother. Yeah, I don’t get it either”

Noelle was still thinking about this but then she ran into something around the corner. As she backs up, she then sees Bishop Shamura towering over her. They actually looked relaxed.

“Oh, hello elder sibling, what brings you here?”

Leshy said. Shamura then places Gaia back on her head. Leshy gives her a look like ‘watch this’

“I will see you soon my itsy bitsy spider!”

“I await the day, the hour, the minute, the second, we meet again”

They both go off their separate ways, smiling. Leshy sticks out his tongue.

“Yuck!”

“I’m sorry, but that was the cutest thing! You guys are literally couple goals!”

Noelle gushed over it making even Gaia blush.

“Well, when you have a partner of your own you usually don’t care if people watch your PDA”

She said. Then she nodded the good feeling away. They had to get serious now.

“So, Noelle, what was the name of the cult you came from?”

“Oh, it was White Feather? Why?”

Gaia looks concerned. Leshy noticed that she was looking a bit worried.

“Mom, you okay?”

He asked. Gaia then looked down at Noelle.

“Do you know how to get back? You have to go back…something happened”

Both of them freeze. What happened? What do you mean something happened?!?

“What?!? What’s wrong?”

“Our cult has been receiving refugees from a cult named White Feather. Apparently, the GOD OF DEATH has been ravaging the countryside and has tethered themselves to their goddess. They had to flee when the battling got really bad”

She said. Noelle looked genuinely afraid.

“Oh my god! Goddess Fernilla! Moses! We have to go back! We have to help”

“That’s the problem dear, you’re gonna have to try to get it through Shamura’s head then. They believe it’s not our business to meddle with other gods”

Noelle bites her lip. What are they going to do? They can’t even leave without one of the Bishops permission. Gaia actually floats away.

“Where are you going?”

“Despite I don’t have my body…maybe I can see if I can convince them. I was with them the whole day but I didn’t get a chance to. Dinner is soon, so I’ll see you guys”

She said as she left. Noelle then looks at Leshy with pleading eyes. She grabs his cloak, begging him to take her back to her old cult. She has to know if Moses is okay. Leshy hesitated.

“I don’t know, If we leave, we will definitely be followed and punished. I have to see if there is an opening for us to leave. Worst case senario, we’ll sneak out to see, okay?”

He said. The servant came to both of them to tell them that dinner was ready now, but Noelle didn’t want to eat anymore. She couldn’t stomach food at the moment. All her mind was thinking about was her old home, her friends, her goddess, even Moses. They left on “civil” terms, strangely but it didn’t mean that she didn’t spare a thought for the sheep. The dining hall wasn’t that far away and it looked like someone had some news

“So you guys might’ve found a way to reverse the sealing?”

Everyone was at the dinner table eating. Noelle hasn’t touched her food and Gaia noticed that.

“Yes, well… a possible solution. We found a fletchling reverse sealing spell but it can’t work on our circumstances. HOWEVER, what we did find was a way to reverse the sealing”

Said Heket. She had the book him her hand while she was eating, not letting another person touch the book. Shamura leans forward

“So what is it, Heket?”

They said. She turns to one of the pages and then pulls out one of the books they use for cult indoctrination.

“So you see here, there are 5 people that sealed Gaia. Five Gods, Five Bishops, right?”

Everyone nodded seeing what they could do.

“So there’s a possibility that they can reverse the seal with the same amount of gods that they had before. If a person was sealed with 4 gods, they will need 4 gods to unseal them.”

She said. Kallamar then noticed a huge glaring problem while Noelle noticed a way in.

“ does it matter what the rank of the gods?”

“ unfortunately it does, because that indicates the percentage of success. If you sealed a god with for proper rank gods but try to unseal them with one proper rank God, and three fledglings, there’s a high chance that you will not be successful, but there is a chance, though”

She said. Kallamar grimaced as they tried to recount the day they sealed Gaia

“Elder sibling… minus Gaia who is being revived…minus HIM…oh my god-“

“We don’t have enough!”

Leshy said. Noelle looked at Gaia. They were thinking the same thing.

“We are one god away from bringing her back…where are we going to find another god that is willing to help us?”

Leshy said. Gaia looks at Shamura and they sigh hard.

“Okay, so apparently Gaia has mentioned that Noelle, your previous goddess, is in need of help and is attached to Narinder. I told her that it is none of our business what this naïveté goddess does…but it seems like we will need her. So…”

“I volunteer to help!”

“I wasn’t asking you Leshy!”

“Also, aren’t you grounded, dear?”

“They can’t enforce that! I’m an adult!”

“I am your guardian!”

“Mooooom!”

They both went back and forth and Gaia couldn’t help but laugh.

“Okay, since Leshy was the one who brought Noelle, he probably has the coordinates to the white feather Clan. So me, Noelle, Leshy, and…I think one more of you would be best to come-“

“Then it’s settled, us 4 are going. Kallamar

And Heket, you both are in charge until we return”

“I have to object, if Shamura is going, shouldn’t someone go with them as well? Just based on their condition-“

Kallamar was cut off by Shamura.

“Hush, I am fine! We will leave tomorrow morning-“

“Shala?”

Gaia said concerned. It seemed like Gaia also agreed. Whatever their condition is, it’s clearly not good. Everyone suffered from Narinder’s wrath, not just him.

“You don’t want to perish before I return do you? All of this being for noting if the other one is dead? So listen to your brother, and rest. We will need you later, okay?”

Shamura bit their lip angrily, but the gently yet stern gaze of Gaia made theirs soften as well. There’s no point fighting Gaia on this. She is right.

“Fine. You both rock paper scissors for it. And come back safe.”

They said as they left the table without finishing their dinner. Gaia sighed.

“Heket will go, I’ll stay behind and watch Elder sibling, mom”

“Good. Heket, be ready to go at dawn, we need the element of suprise. You both as well. Be ready”

She said as she gets up and hovers to find her partner. After the others cleared out of the dining room, she noticed that he returned for his food.

“What condition are they talking about?”

She said calmly. Shamura turns away. Her crown hovers close to their face. She knows something is up but they looked away in shame.

“Tell me”

She looked at them as they begun to spill their heart out to their wife.

TBC

[cursedevermore]

Two Plus Two (Part Two)

(Previously on Two Plus Two: Steddie and Ronance foursome, Dustin walks in on them the next morning and runs off because he thinks Steve and Robin finally started dating)

“Guys you’re never gonna believe this!” Dustin yells, out of breath from biking as fast as possible to Mike’s basement where he is pacing around in front of his friends. “So I ride over to Steve’s house and find Eddie’s van in the driveway which is weird because they never hang out, I don’t even think they like each other.”

“What are you talking about? Steve is over Eddie’s trailer all the time,” Max says, wearing a confused look.

“What?” Dustin stares at her.

“Yeah, it’s kind of annoying actually-”

“They never told me they hang- ugh, anyway, Steve says Ed is there to fix a pool thing which makes no sense, and then Robin walks in and starts complaining about a hickey Steve left on her neck and then they freak out because I guess they've been trying to hide their relationship even though I called it last year-”

“Move it along, Dustin!” Lucas interrupts.

“-But then the real curve ball comes in when I hear Nancy talking up the stairs!”

“My sister?” Mike questions.

“Yes! And I see her wearing Eddie’s tee shirt!”

“My Nancy? Wearing Eddie Munsons shirt?”

“Yeah!”

“You’re right, I don't believe you.” Mike says.

“I’m telling the truth! I saw your sister there, wearing Eddie Munsons shirt.”

“Nancy Wheeler?”

“Yes- shut up Mike! And then she tried to deny it and eventually huffed off like she does. And then Steve and Robin are frazzled and did I tell you that Steve had on Robin’s shirt and Robbie had on his sweater? Crazy, right?”

“Steve and Robin?” Max and El share confused looks.

“Eddie and your sister?” Lucas over to Mike.

“Eddie and my… Honestly, I can’t complain. He’s better than Steve-” Mike starts.

“How is Eddie better than Steve?” Will asks.

“Just because you’re in love with Harrington-”

“No I’m-”

“Don’t even try to deny-”

“Screw you, Wheeler!”

“Hey! Stop it, you guys!” Max yells.

“Isn’t Nancy still dating Johnathan?” El asks.

“Apparently not!” Dustin exclams.

“Johnathan said something about them going on a break before college, I don’t really know,” Will says.

“But… Steve and Robin?” El questions.

“Yeah, that doesn’t add up,” Max says. “Just because you borrow each other's clothes doesn’t mean you’re dating.”

“Doesn’t it? I mean, they are really good friends. They work together, he drives her to school every day. They hang out all the time.” Lucas reasons.

“He gave her a hickey!” Will says.

“Okay, but if he and Robin are dating, why is Steve hanging out with Eddie like every night?” Max counters.

“Maybe Robin doesn’t want her parents to know about Steve?” Lucas says.

“No, Robin’s mom loves Steve,” Dustin answers. “She wanted them to go to prom together, but they plan on blowing it off to go to the lake with the other four.”

“Wait, Dustin, did you even see Eddie at the house?” Mike asks.

“No, but Steve said he was outside fixing something-”

“That was a lie, remember? Cause Nancy was wearing Eddie’s shirt!” Will reminds him.

“Maybe it doesn’t mean anything, maybe she was just borrowing a spare shirt?” Mike poses.

“Okay, but why wouldn't she borrow one of Steve’s shirts? She was at his house.” Dustin responds.

Their conspiring continues on throughout the morning. Mike suggests they wait until Nancy comes home and they can bombard her about dating Eddie behind their backs.

“Okay it's a school night, she has to come home at some point today!” Mike exclams.

“Um, you guys, is this really any of our business?” El squeaks out.

“Friends don’t lie!” Mike argues.

“Yeah but I mean, they didn’t really lie about anything,” Lucas adds.

“Maybe they just want their privacy?” Max reasons. The group looked around at each other, questioning their actions.

“Maybe Johnathan and Argyle know something!” Will lights up. He calls around and to find out from his mom that his brother and Argyle were hanging out at the park.

The party found Johnathan and Argyle sitting on the top of a picnic table at the county park. They swarmed the table immediately.

“I don’t know, you guys,” Jonathan says, after the kids chaotically share their story with them. “I seriously doubt Nancy and Robin are with Eddie and Steve.”

“Yeah, little bros. I mean Nancy's kinda… ‘woah’ and Eddie’s kinda ‘eak’,” explains Argyle. Jonathan nods in agreement. “And Robin and Steve are both ‘yaow’s, and two ‘yaow’s can’t be together, you know what I mean?”

“No, dude, no one ever has any clue what you mean.” Mike dryly says.

“I understand.” El places her hand over Argyle’s. “But what about a ‘woah’ and a ‘yaow’?

“No way Steve and Nancy are back together!” Max says.

“Why would me and Steve be back together?” A voice questions from behind them. The kids turn to find Nancy, Robin, Steve, and Eddie carrying two pizza boxes and walking towards the group.

Read the rest here!

[andthatisnotfake]

AITA for kissing my ex while dating someone else?

I (16m) was seeing someone (also 16m) a few months ago, but things got complicated and we broke up. I didn't see him for a few weeks after that and I thought it would be easier once I saw him again, but it was actually harder. My friends suggested I got a rebound, and I had just been kinda asked out by a really nice, super cute guy (18m). He and I had a lot in common and he was really different from my ex, so I thought it might be a good idea to give him a chance. I went out with him a couple times and tried to have sex with him, but he said he actually liked me and wanted to take things slow. That wasn't really what I wanted (I was trying to forget my ex), but I thought it was sweet of him.

But then my ex asked me if I was seeing this guy and I could tell he was hurt when I said we had been hanging out. That made me hurt too, and I realized I still wasn't over him. Also, I tried to ignore new guy for a bit, because I wasn't sure what to do about him. I didn't reply to his messages and all, but he just went and asked my friends about me. I felt bad, because he's a really nice guy and I felt like I was using him and hurting him like I had been hurt too. I didn't want to, but I just couldn't fall in love with him. I don't understand why. But he didn't deserve to be strung along, so I decided to end things with him.

I told him I wasn't ready to date, but he said he could wait. I then said I didn't know when I'd be, and he insisted we could take it slow. He also said he understood that my ex had hurt me, but that he'd never hurt me, and that he got that I don't have very good role models (my dad has some trouble with alcohol and drugs and it destroyed my parents relationship - I hadn't told him that, but he knew it because our moms know each other). He reassured me that I'm not like my father and that I wouldn't destroy our relationship too (he actually called our relationship "beautiful", which I thought was a bit much because we had just been on a few dates - I knew then he was for sure more into me than I was into him, but he seemed fine with waiting and I thought I'd end up falling in love with him with time).

New guy was really nice, and, even after I tried to break up with him, he gave me a ride home, then showed up to my sports competition the next day. He even kissed me in front of everyone, something my ex had never done (he was in the closet then). To be honest, I felt a bit uncomfortable, especially since my ex saw him kiss me, but it was still nice of him to be so supportive.

We had a party at my school not long after that, so I invited New Guy to go (also, I found out my ex had apparently moved on with a girl already, so he could take her to the party for all I cared). He said it wasn't his scene, which I get, and invited me to go to his place instead, but I still had to go to the party because I was performing during it (I'm a singer). Still, he showed up at my house by surprise and took me to the party. I thought it was really nice and even romantic of him to take me even though he didn't want to go himself (he even said, and I quote, "anything for you").

But then, during the party, I did something really bad. It started when I saw my ex dancing with the girl I knew he had made out with. I know I shouldn't, but I got jealous and decided to show him I had moved on too, so I asked New Guy to dance where I knew Ex could see us. I'm not proud of that. But it gets worse.

Ex came up to us and talked to New Guy and he was actually really polite, it was so weird! I didn't know if he was being genuine or faking it, but then I ran into him later and he told me he knew I wasn't in love with him anymore. I felt crushed. It was what I wanted, to move on, but knowing he'd given up on us made me want to fight for us. So I followed him and kissed him. I know I shouldn't have, but what I feel for Ex was (is) still so strong between us, I couldn't help myself.

After that, New Guy wanted me to go to his place to spend the night, but I really wasn't in the mood. Also, I'm pretty sure having sex with him would just make things even more complicated, so I asked him to just take me home. He seemed a bit upset about it, but he did what I asked without arguing - he's just a really nice guy.

Now he's been messaging me, but I'm ignoring him because I don't know what to say. He's a pretty perfect guy, but I can't fall in love with him, and I can't forget my Ex.

AITA?

[traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors]

Hi, here's the anon from yesterday again, who asked how to make peace with my racist mom for my and my partners safety.

How did that go so far?

Tw death

So, my uncle died. I didn't know him much and a lot of family members recently died so I feel nothing about that. Some guy somewhere died. My mom is devastated, because apparently they were really close before he married (which was before I was born. I saw him maybe 5 time and talked to him zero). Apparently his wife hates my family and shielded him and his children from us. She also didn't tell us he was sick and was dying so, that's fucked up. By now nobody even knows, when he died.

So I have to be there for my mom, who lost her favorite sister (and my favorite aunt) in July and, our family is very big and very sick. I visited a lot of funerals in my life and since the surviving members are now in their 50s and 60s, I fear it'll become quickly more.

I hate to take care of my mom in that way. I don't want to talk with my abusive mom about her favorite brother, with whom she hasn't talked in 30 years. Tbh I am not even sure who of two of her brother died. I mix them up all the time, because we just have no contact.

I am usually not that harsh but I am pretty numb at my current mental state so, I am sorry. Don't think too bad of me.

I just don't know how to help her, what to say, and I just had to do this in July so, I am fine? I am not her therapist and these conversations require a relationship much better than ours! It is weird, I hate it, I don't want to, I want to lock up in my room but I have to do this...

Hi anon,

I know you said it's not very significant for you, but I am still sorry for your loss.

I think it's a hard situation in terms of consoling your abusive mother. I don't believe you should feel obligated to console her especially after what she's been putting you through, but I also understand that it's also a bit unavoidable because you don't simply want to be in your room all of the time instead. I think you could say something like "I'm sorry for your loss but I'm not comfortable talking about this right now" or something to that effect, if you feel safe to do so. It's important to set and assert boundaries, especially with abusers. I find that this resource has some more helpful tips you could take away.

If you can access and afford it, and if you don't already have it, I recommend looking into getting a therapist. I think that a mental health professional could help you process your experiences with your abusive mother, as well as developing helpful coping mechanisms to deal with her and the effects of her abuse on you. I believe that you deserve the best care available.

If anyone else has any comments or suggestions, please feel free to add on. Otherwise, I hope I could help, and please let us know if you need anything.

-Bun