#we do relly need to get out of this house

[purplesurveys]

1804

Did you know that all the fish are dying out? That's the sad case for a lot of animals...

Would you ever wear a white tuxedo? I can't see why I'd ever refuse the opportunity. It's not my personal style, but also why not?

Do you judge a book by its cover? In a literal sense, yes. People-wise, I have my first, super topline impressions depending on how strong a person initially comes off as.

Do you like chips and dips? Yes, anything that comes with a dip I'd be all over.

Last time you went on a rollercoaster: 11 years ago in Singapore. I rode one for the first time, hated it, and have never wanted to get on another rollercoaster since.

Ever been to a pottery class? Not a class per se but I went to a factory once where we were shown the process of pottery and allowed for a handful of volunteers to make their own jars. I joined in :)

Does your milkshake bring all the boys to the yard? I hope it doesn't...

Who was the last person to stay over at your house? That would be Reena I think, but that's been a while.

Do you like red lipstick? Not on me.

Can you recall your country’s national anthem? Of course.

Do you believe in ghosts? Nope.

Which sweets/candy would you put into your dream pic'n'mix? I never liked candy and never had a bag of mixed candies, so I don't relly know...maybe a bunch of different gummy shapes, sour strips, and peanut butter chocolates.

If you had a boat, where would you sail in your boat? Point Nemo.

Can you rap? I have select rap verses memorized but abilty-wise I'd never say I could be a rapper haha.

Are you a light sleeper? No, I'm awful when it's situations where I have to wake up. I'm never able to do it, regardless of how many alarms I set.

When you were young, did you ever pretend to “marry” somebody? Eh, not really.

What is your favourite Disney film? Toy Story and Tangled.

Do you prefer brown or white bread? White.

Have you ever spent an entire day in bed? I have. I need those days sometimes.

Don’t you just find it annoying when people get too much plastic surgery? I'll sometimes find it hard to understand people who do it in excess, but I just keep those thoughts internally always and I also wouldn't say it's annoying.

How high’s your pain threshold? Very low, it's almost clownish.

What would you wear to a red carpet event? I see myself declining the invitation, lol.

Whose birthday is next, out of all the people you know? Hobi's :)

What kind of coat are you going to wear in the winter? We don't have winter and I don't own coats.

Did you ever go through a Goth phase? I didn't.

Do you find architecture interesting? Only to a certain extent. I like seeing photos of certain styles, like brutalism, but I wouldn't read about architecture.

When on the computer do you ever think about how it all works? Never, tbh.

How many songs are there in your iTunes library? I haven't used iTunes in over a decade.

Do you like Irish accents? I don't dislike it but I also don't particularly watch out for it.

Describe the worst date you’ve ever been on: My ex cursing me out in full public view at a party.

When did you last go to the park? Last July at the KLCC Park in Malaysia.

Which two animals would you breed together to make a hybrid? Dog and quokka, haha.

Do you ever forget how to walk? Doesn't really happen to me, no.

Do you own a Jesus bracelet? Nope.

How far out can you stick your tongue? Not far at all. It doesn't take long before it starts to hurt.

Do you like David Bowie? I like him and acknowledge his talent but I can't say I've really listened to him a lot.

Would you eat a live cockroach if it made you a millionaire? Tempting, but no.

Does it annoy you when you feel like people aren’t really listening? It depends on how they're like when they do so. Some people are more outright about not actually listening to what you have to say (my mom does this a lot and it drives me insane), but there are those instances where someone just isn't comfortable with eye contact so they do other stuff while hearing you out – that's okay with me.

Are you the type who usually plays it safe? For the most part.

Do you want what you can’t have? Yes, all the money in the world lol.

Ever been copied by somebody, clothing or style-wise? Not really.

Is there a point to clear nail varnish? Idk I don't know much about nail polish and things like that.

What is the latest time you’ve ever woken up? 11 AM.

Ever gotten into trouble over something you didn’t really do? Sure.

Are you currently ill? I had colds just a few days ago but it's on its way out now.

Don’t you just hate being corrected? If it's done in either a condescending or a really harsh reprimanding tone, then yeah.

Are there any really beautiful buildings close to where you live? Not really. You'll need to go all the way to Manila for the pretty architecture.

Who do you think about most? These days, it's about thinking of what to do and what new things to explore and experience once my resignation officially takes effect. I plan on spending April doing a hard reset and kind of just taking a trip here and there to rediscover myself and get myself ready for my new chapter.

I'm also thinking of what new jobs to apply for, of course.

Do you have embarrasing parents? No. My mom can be embarrassing when she occasionally turns into a Karen but otherwise at 25, embarrassing is a word I hardly use for my parents anymore lol.

How often do you use the word “poltent”? Did you mean potent? Because I'm not sure poltent is an actual word.

How’s your grandmother? They're both fantastic and healthy.

What in your opinion is the most annoying noise in the world? Kids.

Are you any good at writing? I am.

Can you speak any Spanish? Not conversational but I could make out words and phrases beyond the basic ones because Spanish colonization.

Do you like things from the ‘50s? Just Audrey Hepburn but otherwise wasn't being a woman at the time awful?

Would you rather be skeletal or curvy? I don't have a preference.

What’s your favourite type of cloud? I don't have one either.

What’s something that really matters to you? My wellbeing.

Did that pass some time? Yes, so much so I took this over 3 days lol. Thanks it was fun!

[countessofravenclaw]

The 2023 writing Advent calendar: Day 15

15. Party

“And we even made it on time!” Ambar was cheking her make-up in the car as Simon was driving. 

They were on their way to attend the 20th reunion of the 2017 class of Blake South College. Some bright mind in their class had had the bright idea to arragen it on a Friday in December with two weeks of notice. So, they had needed a babysitter and fast… which had been hard because this was for Ambar’s class, so everyone was going, so no one could baby sit and everyone needed a babysitter. 

Simon had offered that he’d just stay home with Ivory and Esme, but Ambar wanted him to come to the reunion with her. Half of the fun was introducing your spouse to anyone and everyone of the people you studied for four years but still didn’t know the ames of. 

Since they crew from Roller had been so tight—despide everything—Ambar had never really gotten to know the other people on her class, even when they had only been 25 of them. Everyone had known her, obviously, but she was relly hoping that theye would be name cards used. 

“There you are!” Luna jumped to hug Ambar and Simon as they walked into the Blakes aula. The reunion it self would be taing place at the cafeteria. She had been waiting for them with Matteo, Gastón and Nina. They had probably come together. “I was beginning to worry.”

“We got out of the house on time,” Ambar nodded, “Thankfully.”

“So, you got a babysitter?” Nina asked they started walking toward the cafeteria. 

“Yes, My cousin came into the rescue.” Simon nodded.

“Violetta and Leon are looking after the girls?” Gastón questioned. It was still bit surprising that he figured that so quiickly, given that Simon literally had thousand cousins, but he and Nina actually were good friends with Simon’s cousin and his wife. Violetta also was his boss’ daughter… well former boss now as German Castillo had just retired from the company citing health issues. 

“Yes, so tommorrow we will get to hear all about how they want to attend the Studio, and not highschool.” Simon laughed. 

“They are going to school,” Ambar rolled her eyes. 

“You could have just dropped them off at the mansion,” Luna piped up. “Mom and Dad wouldn’t have minded.”

“They have their hands full with yours.” Ambar responded. “I have no idea who thought it was a good idea to hold this on a Friday evening, with zero warning.”

“Yeah, it was annoying,” Gastón remarked, “But bough us a free weekend. I aksed Mom and Dad if they could take the kids from Friday to saturday morning, which just turned into the whole weekend. Why stop them they’re at it. Now that they don’t travel as much they are getting bored.” 

“You act like babysitting your kids is not a delight.”

“We still have no idea where all of you had gotten that impression from.” Gastón laughed. 

“Maybe from the fact that Oscar is already acing the second grade.” Matteo remarked, “They just don’t have the disruptive genes us non-scolars apparently carry.” 

“We wouldn’t know,” Nina responded, “I don’t think they give reportcards on first primary grades at Hoja. They didn’t lat year, which he was really disappointed about.”

“And Aurora for sure has at least few disruptive genes as you like to say. You just don’t notice that, because you aren’t around Firecracker 24/7.” 

“If you say so…” Matteo rolled his eyes as they stopped in front of the cafeteria door. There was a table next to the door, which had a sign that encouraged people to write themself a namecard.

“Thank goodness,” Ambar sighed, “I literally know no one’s names.”

“I don’t think any of us do,” Gastón shook his head too. “Pretty sure these are to help identify the dates of people… But helps us too.” 

“Do we put ones on as well?” Luna asked. 

“That’s the point,” Matteo nodded, “Last names and all. I am still so surprised by all the decoration. Blake was basically allergic to anything festive while we were there.”

“Well, lets go in.” Gastón pushed the cafeteria doors open and walked in with Nina on his arm. 

“Oh, thank goodness you’re here,” They were met with Delfi almost as soon as they got in, “Jazmin disappeared somewhere and I have zero idea who everyone else is…”

Delfi had been forced to come alone as both 2-year-old Olivia, and 5-year-old William had gotten the flue from their nursery, so Pedro had stayed home. 

Jazmin had also apparently come alone, even after swearing up and down about finding a date… Everyone trul hoped that she would find someone one day. 

Ramiro wasn’t coming at all, since he had travelled to Ireland for the holidays. 

“Ambar!!” Shortly after Delfi had joined them, a woman with a obviously blonde dyed hair aprached them. Her name tag read: Elmira Samale. Name Elmira sounded vagueldly similar. “Great to see you, you all.” 

“Great to see you too,” Delfi was the first to speak and offered her hand to an awkward handshake which Elmira took. Ambar followed suit… Weirdly Elmira didn’t make any gesture toward shaking either Gastón or Matteo’s hands. Instead, she started twirling her hairin fashion, which was extremely uncharacteristically for a woman in her late 30s.

“It’s especially great to see you boys.”

Matteo and Gastón exghmaged very confused looks. 

Ambar couldn’t fully believe it. Elmira, whoever she had been in highschool, was clearly one of those embarrassing achitypes that you usually met in class reunions. She wasn’t wearing a ring, so it was anyone guess, but Ambar’s money was on recently divorced who had decided to shoot her shot with the popular guys from her class in high school. 

“So… It’s been a while,” Ambar started. Luna had gotten distracted by the desert table and Nina had hug back for a moment to answer an text she had gotten from her agent so guys were on their own. Someone needed to save their skins “What do you do?”

“I’m a secretary, at a doctor’s office.” Elmira suddenly turned her eyes to Gastón, “ Were basically in the same field.” 

“I’m sorry…” He seemed to to be catching on Elmira’s flirty smile as he moved his left hand from his pocket to a much visiple location. His wedding band, especially the blue pattern was hard to miss, so it was not certain if Elmira was purposely not looking at that direction or was she embarrassing herself on purpose. “I’m not in medicide.” 

“Still a Doctor though,” Matteo remarked. 

“In a technicality, with the Ph.D.” Gastón rolled his eyes at Matteo. “I’m in construction, on the engineering side, mostly, teach at UCA at the side..”

“Well…” Elmira seemed to be scrambling around for something to say, “I meant scientific fields obviously… I love to hear about it more. You always were so smart.” She took a step forward. 

“Mereilla was freaking our about few meeting dates being changed,” Nina walked back up to them and the relief was visible on Gastón face. Obvious he would have no problems shutting Elmira down, if she would have been direct, which she wasn’t, so it was an extremely uncomfortable situation. “I told her that it didn’t matter an I know she can handle it. Who’s this?” 

She wrapped her arm around Gastón’s. Elmira’s fave visibly faltered, by the sight of her engagemet and wedding rings. 

“This is Elmira, one of our old classmates.” Gastón started saying, “My wife Nina.” 

“That’s… It’s great to meet you..” Elmira stumbled, “Sorry, I just… You look exctaky like the girlfriend he used to have when were all attending Blake together…”

Really? The second had embarrassment was strong here. Had they really all attended classes with these people for four years?

“Well, I didn’t know that your classmates took any notice of me,” Nina responded, she had clearly gotten the jist of the situation and leaned herself into Gastón’s shoulder and her wrapped his arm around her. “I’m the Blake class of 2018.”

“We went to Oxfrod together.” 

“Did I mention that your mom sent a message,” Nina continued, “They’re taking the kids to the amusement park tomorrow.”

“Yeah, I think Dad said something about it when I dropped them off.” 

“Well…” Elmira's face had turned very awkward all the sudden, “I think I see Jason over there, I should stay hi.”

“God that was awful,” Gastón shook his head before kissing Nina briefly, “I’m sorry.” 

“I still have no idea who se was,” Matteo sighed, “Or who Jason is… You know what, I’m gonna find Luna and stuff my face now before someone decided to hit on me next.”

We seriously never got to know anyone else at Blake outside of the Roller Crew. The most popular kids never hung out with anyone else, so obviously they don't remember them but they are remembered.

[xaviergalatis]

XD'

Phew!

Walk in this bitch im with the gang

Man's

Man down

Locked for a !madness

Opps

Doing crazy shit every night, ain't no big thang

You don't know my language, don't know Skrrtinese

Woke up this morning got cups in my face

You not special at all, you big plain

A backpack nigga with luxury tastebuds

And the Louis Vuitton store got all of my pay stubs

Any rumor you ever heard about me was true and legendary

like I need the.....

Got them racks scattered all over my apartment

I shoot anything under the sun

jus called up [?] you know what we doin',

Woke up in Saks fith

Catch me out in Europe, 'cause I'm important

My bitch don't rock no Jordan's 'cause she gothic

Yung Bruh, this that hot shit, this ain't no pop shit

I'm smoking thrax

Any rumor you ever heard about m

I forgot, I made 50 bands off this laptop

You see that boy You better shoot in his face

Twizzy sending shots just like he Curry

be lookin like "Damn, what the fuck?"

We pull up in that i8, that Roadster, that Cullinan

We gon' pop out in a truck (Woah, woah)

Blue tint windows, I'm fuckin' it up

Thay say I be geeked the fuck up

Everybody wanna copy me, they think it's cool (They

think

Choppa on me, I'm bussin' it up

know who I am, who are you? You came up to me like I know you but I am confused

I guess this Shawty she doin' a handstand

ah, I don't even fuck with nobody at all, no friends

Whole lotta racks in the bust down

Went and copped ten, then I went and got—

Psh, I'm up

Blue strips

Call my diamonds ice spice all they do is dance

Stick in the box

Yeah, ha, yeah

Out in London, got the Tonka

Got a bunch of bad b****** I can't wait to replace

Double OT

(babe)

I tried to save you in time, but you wanted to stay in there

I'm too underrated, thought that they would leave me the my

Man's got caught. Start singing like he's Drake

Spent a lil then pack of a purse off lean

Better that I change my number so you can't explain

Yeah, it's 5 AM and you still outside, it's freezing, yeah

jus called up [?] you know what we doin',

Big body Benz member I used to be dusty

I'm from the east with the squad

Bitch I'm on demon time

Got a crush on this waitress I might serve it

30s coming in I got good prescription

Yeah. I would like to purchase studio time

Take lotta L,s before you make m,s

Mob ties

I don't give a fuck what you said (Nah), delete my number

Cutty

Chop

Lamb

made twenty bands yesterday without even trying

I just be hitting buttons on my phone and watch it pile in

Arc'teryx

Back in the day started out with an eight

Ran off on the plug it was too easy

Ran off on the plug

212 be my playground

LA chew right through the week

Hit the ground heavy

Running low in Cali

Going uptown (UH!)

Airplane

Surf

You ain't talking about a bag don't say my name

You'd just a lame

Keep rolling blunts of sticky

I stay on go ain't got time to kick it keke

The feds

That like bitch gimme face

Popping out the amg

Smoking exotics

Order

My twizzy

I don't even tap I just go insane

Hell cat

Perky inside my soda get it fizzy

When I was down bad you was never around

Every Friday I'm make it move like Jason

Move it to my house

Tints

1700

I'm a Florida boy I been wilding for so long

California hot shit but I'm froze up

Pelican

25 racks for a verse

I put 5 grams in the wood I don't even know if I can get high

Double cup styrofoam pour it up

Wanna eat me up

I feel like a teddy bear

Lol shawty doing a hand stand

Bitch, I ain't shoppin' at no mallCan't even pronounce what I got on

Double R RR

Side popping

Came up from the mud

got it out the mud

Grew up to the moon

Rockstar popstar

In the hills

Imma do it while I land

Why you keep texting on my phone like bitch you better go show some

Move it to my house

One phone call....

I walk in this bitch

I have to write to find bakence

John calling me Relly

Got a script in my pocket I ain't seen no doctor

Smoking on zotic

Going wild in this fast lane

Seen the lights of the good year blimp

I put a Choppa on a blade I put a blade on the switch

If it ain’t bout money, it ain’t making no sense

Put a Choppa on the blade put a blade on the switch

I'm not a actor I'm a rapper

You not a rapper you a.actor

I don't miss Im making money while I piss

Outside it's a movie

I was in the trenches when Brittany kissed Madonna on TV

Madison

Terminal

forgiato

How he say we gang and we ain’t even met?

Put a rack in each hand

I forgot the name of the weed I'm smoking on but it damn sure ain't no Dosidos

We don't go fuck just any hoe

Heard you tryna fuck any hoe

I'm out in LA smokin' piss by a cheetah

90 percocet 10s now my cellphone

When I was down bad you was never around

SmOking exotic

100k for the feets

Try to get away from me had a stand off

Taking trips to NYC

You ever dance with the devil by pal e moon like?

Married to the money

I just hit rodeo spent a check on my momma

Fuck around with a opp put a coochie on his head

30thousand dollars for a nigga to get flee

When we out in public she gone take a pic

Took a look to my right that's a opp on site

I put my heart in this

Chrome heart

High waisted shorts

LES

You think I'm a rock star I'm a pop star

Throw it back shorty make that ass clap

I still ride a gangsta label

Glock got a switch it came with a night light

Give a fuck if you famous you getting smacked up

Popin shit like I run shit

Back to back shows

212

100 felonies

Hoe in the room for one night

Thinking of the Masterplan

I see all the plots

Gotti

Creatine with the water whippin

Zazai stay in that bitch mouth like a dentist

Out of state I'm doing different shows

Bitch I ain't really wanna fuck put it in your mouth

Skinny jeans on with a big bank roll

My loyal jugg love to meet me at that one spot

I smoked a quarter last night by myself

Got a pot addiction, damn I need some help

You look like an easy lick now

Had to stay down with the plug just to get it up

Never wore a condom no condom

Government issued Glock bitch I found it

Bullets inside of a cop and I let him drowned bitch

High speeding high speed chase

The fall

Can't tell a lie

It's/that's worth a lot

100k in my lap

You ain't got no minutes on your phone you in love with me

Paper work say I'm a paid killer

I tell her get off me when she try to cuddle me

No label

That bitch wet

Mans

MaN down

I know the cops won't get me here

I shave my head every day like I'm Britney Spears

[Verse 1: Ricky Hill]

I know my haters hope I lose my tone

But I'm Ricky Hoe, I know I fucking won't

She don't hear me, that's Satan tryna body me

Spin his block with choppas, make these nigga fear

Pull up on opp, we gon' empty clips

But she a sad bitch, she just slit her wrist

I don't want to feel

Zooey deschanel

Checking media takeout

Murder suicide

30 minutes' later Kobe told me put the mask on'

Fuck it we gone pop.out

Trap out the west side Atlanta

This shit came straight out the croc pot

hit that boy with a hollow now he in gelato

What happened Walk in this bitch and I'm spazzin

Vvs on my pinkies

Spin in his block two times with a chopsticks get this shit poppin

I put the bricks on the plastic

Say he gang but hr ain't really gang he is not official

Ran off on a plug it was to easy

Big body Royce pullin up can't even fit through

Let then hittas do it for me because back then they did it with me

5weejing

Fah!

Fap!

My Glock got a switch

I'm getting bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger

Gurl that butt getting bigger

I be with them niggas sending shots they gone solve em.

When you see that boy you better shoot in his face

20 minutes later Kobe told me put the mask on

They say I'm geeked the fuck up

Can she fuck right now

L weil Uzi but I'm nice now

Jugg like 200 bands out the laptop

I need deep

Yeah it ain't matter Xay hit it first

Balenciaga marjeally

Came out the beast out the belly

Bullets in the mat

Running like lil G

When my pocket ain't no cap

An I'll find em on the Map

Pop me a PERC and promethazine

Likeing my drip cuz my drip is too clean

I got my clout in under three weeks

You know that I luh' to flex

I'm finna hop on a jet

You is a bitch pull up with the K and then I ran off with the strap

Lil macey came back call up my grandma I'm still in the trap

Call up my bitch I said throw it back

Louie v on my backpack you want my drip lil bitch you can't have that

Better watch out or you finna get beat

Impregnate Brittanys

Balenci' untied shoes

Spent a whole check on some

Christians

I need every bad bitch at the equinox

I don't care about making friends, I just care about faith

Yeah, bitch, I'm on the edge and this shit feel great

Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci on my socks (Skrrt, in the cut)

I wore designer I won't wear again

Plus kojomi just shut down the app store

If Nike ain't had frizzy they would have nothing

Take a picture with me on rodeo

I like my bitches extra thick

I need deep

The mandem celebrate Eid, the trap still runnin' on Christmas day

Left it on red

I really hate niggas I'm a Nazi

Two cups (Cup), toast up with the gang (Gang, gang)

From food stamps to a whole 'nother domain, ya

I can see your essence still just doesn't feel the way it's supposed to I feel so bad

Won't catch me around a broke bitch unless you pay me

bitch came with 25hundred told her maybe

5k in a day you can't trap with me

We

Catch a case I'm beating the case

I keep that mask

.snookke. Runts

indica

Stuck inside my mind

Vagabond

Capital P ( Pimp)

No sir ski !!!!

Hit the has

This and that

Came up from the mud

We go to stores for them looseys and them doue cups

Thoes was long nights

I'm steady on my grind I need cheese on my grits

I got goons that will take your life I'm just saying

My name already a legacy

What you know about having no heart ?

This that motherfucking amthum right here boy

I really do this shit for jits boy

You know why they don't make it out

90's raised me . Enough about that

Yeah I know the strains I just trimmed that

I'm a 90's baby so I keep the strap

If I hit it from the back she fine hit the sidewalk

Oh you do that too ? Never seen that

Drip

If

I

I

If

Too many heads in LA

I got a Glock in my rari

Sorry about that

Fuckin on his bitch out a iphone6

Honest

I stretch the work it not no Levi jeans

DayDay made that nigga Diddy Bop

Bring us some figgy pudding

Put it out here

Walk around

Wock

Now we catch him at the chicken spot, up a couple chops

Flex the L's

On the gram '

Histagram

but the other day

I had a dream I wasn't K,

I probably would be deceased if it wasn't for my grandparents

I'm too legit for life, I should get a grip and die

You speakin' down on Odd Future, it's a fuckin' pronoun

Twenty-one in the league ho I'm a fuckin' pro now

clothes fit, from out the closet

In the rectum of the hood

Diamonds hit like piss

2003 shit

51 -50

730'

While listenin' to R. Kelly's greatest hits

That's my bestfriend

Yeah I'm glad for you

Ran off on the plug

Skirt off

In the gym

Ice on my wrist

Rolling up big that's Pikachu

If I see you I don't speak that means I don't fuck with you

Got a bag and fixed my teeth hoe you know this shit ain't cheap

Plug hit the stick in my Tesla

Okay here we this that new yishigo

I don't know how they feel about me right now

Hold up b**** hold my phone

Pick it up dropped it off back where I found her

Late nights in the studio you can't be wasting all my time

Shorty want to come my way

Won't you come my way

Hey, I live in a house with a pool in the back

Right around town with the strap in my lap

Jeffrey Jeffrey Dahmer

Cartier frames on me look like Jeffrey Dahmer

Punch line after punch line

Lol

You know I eat rappers at lunch time

Fuck a record deal I do it no cosign

You ain't got no minutes on your phone then you in love with me

The paperwork say that I'm a paid killa

I'm a real grave digger

She a real gold digger

I f****** new b**** cuz her ass bigger

A 20 years later I'm the same nigga

I'm sliding over cars while I shoot. I think that I'm some cruise bitch

Blue cheese got a hundred racks up

Fiji water splash need to get some work off

A lot of niggas* die do to these streets

Don't call me daddy cuz I'm not chyour papi

Ice on my wist hit wit the light at the Roxy

By my

I don't wake up in the morning for no breakfast

Niggas know I'm a shooter

My nigga gone shoot from the tray

herd you is broke that's not my problem

I ain't got time to play with that side-poppin

Fuck around give you my last name

Mans don't celebrate either trap still running on Christmas Day

I think that I'm tom cruise

Killin niggas even doe black lives matter?

You ain't got mineuts in your phone then you inlove with me

No condom

For the money im a savage

I got a play on my phone

watch me get this money nigga

tired of being hungry nigga

I'm out here popping ollie's switch

this the start of it

bitch I'm high as fuck I can't even roll my weed

there

I'm in the hills

I keep a FN57 and a G Tuck

told my bad bitch let the camera man hit for me

I go 200 and I crash out

love to beat that till it creame up

you see us scorin'

V.I.P in the plural, while yo section borin'

Bitch I got the Tommy no Hilfiger

Pull the checks, receipt stashed, straight to the palm, drippin'

space ghost coast to coast

ride around with a kill tec

he got shot he ain't get back

I got a whole lot of money coming in

ran off on the plug

Justin Bieber

I need a bitch with a real butt

jugg

I gotta know who you fucked in ths room

codine and a lot of cups

niggas think o can o broke

I can not go broke nigga

Xanny, help the pain, yeah

Please, Xanny, make it go away

know I'm misunderstanding

cuz skin complexion

free my nigga out of that jail

every other night another dollar getting made it

goddamn it

hot sauce

balling

Fast car, NASCAR

bag on fire

you gone fuck around and drowned of this wave

every other night another movie getting made

I spend in the club what you have in the bank

hate

my AP going psycho

had so many bottles gave ugly girl a sip

I'm in the Lambo I'm on my way

my money thick I'll never fold

can't really trust nobody with all this Jewelry on me

take you to the smoke shop we gone get high

got the racks and they all C-Notes

in the rental

all vvses put you in a necklace

diamond district in the chain

certified you know I gang

in the morning or the late

you got that yummy yummy

said she wanna fuck the homie we gone team up

my chain straight from the ocean

niggas think it's sweet

got free wifi they ain't got 3g

I really hate niggas I'm a Nazi

breaking the seal

Jesus piece

the audience

can we get married at the mall?

My shooters gon' shoot, can't miss

pouring up lean

backroom

money falling out the ass I got a lot of cash

I don't

just got up out it they like there he go

really spinny

really drippy

Moscow face

hand deep up in her purse

diamonds hitting

hide it in my sock

I'm her dad

xanny make it go away

I want drugs

college

I'm getting sketched out

shoot out

backroom

do the dash

2am in the A

wanna come to my room

Clancy ( ofwgkta manager )

iraq

hunting em down

backroom

foreign

Afghanistan

hell no nawh

every night

switch lanes

no face no case

club going up on a Tuesday

throw that to the side yeah

press my line

I'm different

wanna go it how I do it

i don't sell Molly no more

stupid lil bitch

lil bitch

put this Greek dick i

water

I didn't do it but fo

smoke

smoke crack

I cannot go broke

Octobers very own

Calabasas

locked in

late night in the studio you can't be wasting all my time

100k for a feat

niggas think it's sweet it's on sight

my new bitch ass fat like that ass on Kim k

I used

I used to

pink and yellow diamonds

my diamonds

diamonds hitting

beat the beat up

think it's sweet it's on sight

crying in a bag

[misrich2026]

the start of summer 2023

so last week I got to go to my clayons house and like we had been talking abot doing it for weeks but neither of had done it I he know i wasnt ready be i was that day kinda so i went his house a vergen but didnt not leave one and yesterday i went to foot the creek with him and his familey ferist i meet his brothers grilfering who was really cool and before we left me and her were waering clayton skate arond the drivway and he almost fell like 10 times it was funny so on the was to the creek we were talking and he was like i will take him out and was like do it then and he did and imdinly got hard and because he was waering shorts it would have been very noticeble so whilr he waas driveing he tryed to fix the problem and ended up nbegging me fpr hand job and i said no because he was trying to drive so oce we got into the water and got away from his family he gose can you finsh now im like not in a river i will help you when we get home or back to town and he was like OH ok so dose that mean you are going to finshe the hand job and i was like no can we go to a parking lot and you better have a condom and was like but that hurts you i was like oh well i will live but before we got out he pulled little clayton out like 5 more times out just dint put him all the way up so when we were getting out he was getting to flots out of the wateri was like do you need me to help and was like no just stand there and look pritty and was ummmm so once we get out and back to the parking lot of couse hes truck was locked and his mom had the keys so we sat in the back of his moms truck and he was like do you really what to do it whe we can leave and i was like up to you as im taking off my wet shorts so we take about something else and then he seats next to me in the bed of his truck and was like you konw i want to do it but you are the one that hurts from it and i was it is always going to hurt so we might as well and was like OK then so after we wait like an hour for eveybody else to get out and come to the trucks he gose make would relly like it if i showed up on time so we leftt erlier then everyone else and when to the walmart parking lot where the truckes park and was like are you sure you want to and i was like not up to me so he moves all the crap of of the back seat and yeah when he was done i staed on the backseat with no pants or a seatbelt and as we pass the road to my hosue we pass a cop who pulls him over while im in the back seat with no pants unbleked and im underage but by the time he got to clatons windo i have pants a seatbelt and my hair is up but i dont even think he saw me but thr reason clayton got pulled over was becase the road that you have to take to get to my house or really anywhere from his house the speed limet is 25 but no one goes 25 on that road and he was going like 40 but all tho offier said was your still larning and its a big vichle but just watch your speed so oh and there is a used condom somewhere in the pell city walmart parking lot and today is our 3 month anervie this time and like 9 months over all and you konw those perfict coples in on beitcs in moeive that is what is was yesterday and when we were till at the river parking lot and we found his mom with his keys as he was putting the flots in the truck i was chagning and i took my bra off and was like wait onme before you do that i was like no take your time and i went to put pants on and was like thier is no point in doing that they are going to come off in a minute so there was that and wilhe i was seting in the front seat with no pants i found his hoodie and i said im keeping this and was like ok so and whenwe got back to his house i get out the backseat as he hands his mom the papers from the cop and she askes what is this and why was bayley in the backseat and i go you dont want to konw and she scrames is that was this is about then when they get dont taking about the papers from the cop he gose mom i need another box of things meaning condoms and she going jessus clayton and he said i only used like 3 with her i played with the rest

[scarred-by-monsters]

did Tony relly explod at you for telling him ur nervous about this pregnancy are you okay tjhat must have been scary....

by the way were gonna need that safe house for the troop of scouters soon since you failed to bring enough supplies on your last fun little excursiom with him ,...

the compound needd you how many times are you going to sideline our population for this man we barely know...

Mun: okay? So this is weird. But let me lay out the ground work.

In the compound, there are three leaders over different parts. Ash, Matty and Adrian. Adrian is over security- guards, weapons, scavengers, etc. Matty is over storage, supplies, etc. Ash is over the housing aspect along with the outlying farms- where everyone is assigned to live.

If they were having new people brought in, Ash leaving wouldn't be a thing she would be able to do. But because less and less people, it's not an issue. The farms have seperate leaders that answer to her and the other two.

Safe houses are in every outlying city and there are multiple ones.

In the last RP, Ash wasn't going for supplies. The sewers were full of walkers. She was going to draw the walkers away so the farms could safely send their shipments of food in.

As for Ash being nervous, of course she's nervous. She has a mun who let her get bit for nothing more than angst.

[holyverbena]

hello! cant say i dont feel a little guilty about not being so active lately and coming back with this, but as you see life has gotten a bit in the way :(

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[acomfyteashop]

Feliz Cumpleaños - A Camilo Madrigal One Shot

He/him for Camilo unspecified/gender neutral for reader

18+ DNI, minorsssss

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In which Camilo and the rest of the family celebrate your birthday.

Pure fluff ❤️

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(quick note, I use masculine -o at the end of gendered words, but you can read it however you like, if any native Spanish speakers have tips on making these terms fully gender neutral that'd be amazing!)

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You never really made a fuss about your birthday, never really seeing a need too. You at most would treat yourself to your favorite dessert or a simple dinner.

But this being your first birthday since you started dating Camilo, he already planned the entire day.

"Amor, you don't need to do anything. Ok?"

"But it's a day for me to celebrate you, and only you. Sure, I celebrate you every day, but this one is special."

"Camilo..."

"Please? If you really don't want me to do anything i won't, but please?"

"Fine, just don't do anything too crazy alright?"

"Of course mi flor!"

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That was a week ago. Now you were getting ready for your day, as you had just woke up.

The second you step out your door however, you see your novio standing there smiling, holding a beautifully painted pot of your favorite flowers.

"¡Ay, cariño! ¡Feliz cumpleaños! ¡Toma!"

"Amor? These are beautiful! ¡Gracias!"

"¡Sí, flores hermosas por mi amor hermoso! And the pot is from Mirabel, she painted it herself."

"Did Isabela grow the flowers?"

"Nope! She taught me how to grow them myself."

"How long have you been growing them?"

"For a few months now."

"woah-"

"Here-" he quickly takes your hand and starts leading you down the road, and through town. In response the townspeople waved at you two, some shouting Feliz cumpleaños to you.

"Where are we going amorcito?"

"You'll see!" He said, poking your nose, then continued to lead you.

Eventually you two found yourselves in the forest, next to a beautiful stream.

"Tada!" He said, throwing his arms up, presenting a small messily decorated area of the forest.

"You said you didn't want anything too big. So it's just you and me. Well. Until dinner, Abuela y mis padres insisted we throw you a birthday dinner. Don't worry, it's just la familia. "

With that you both resorted to spending the few hours, chatting, and goofying around. From singing and dancing, to playing in the water.

For a little bit he told you to wait, while he ran off to get something.

He returned with a woven basket in his arms, careful not to spill it he ran back through the trees.

"Lunch?" He says, slightly out of breath as if he ran the whole way.

He pulls out your favorites, quickly setting a lunch time picnic for you two.

"I helped tía Julieta make them, it's why it's not quite as perfect as always-"

"Ay, Milo, these are amazing, mmh" you mumble, hand over your mouth.

"Relly? Thank you! Well. It's more towards mí tía, but I helped so I'll-"

"Camilo, it's wonderful, Thank you!"

After a little more time spent, mostly cuddling, in the forest, Camilo started to pack things up.

"I'm sure dinner will be soon, come on cariño!" At this he helped you up, and lead the way once more back to la casa Madrigal.

As soon as you entered the house, the family greeted you with a loud "¡Feliz cumpleaños!"

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Dinner carried on as it would any day, rather than a big celebration, disregarding the special meal made specifically for you. Everyone happily chatting away, food being passed around, and Camilo sneaking food off your plate and onto his, covering up his thievery with small kisses or hand squeezes.

Dolores however was quick to shut down his whispering stunts.

"Hermanito, if you finish that statement I'm going to make sure you don't speak for a month. Shut it." She'd whisper, then promptly shove some food into his mouth.

Once dinner finished, everyone sat down, giving you special gifts, including a duet sung by Dolores and Mariano, wishing you a wonderful day.

Camilo quietly sat back and watched. Seeing you and his family together, and how much they loved you and you loved them in return, made him beyond happy. To just you with his family was a treasure. Forget shape-shifting, his real gift was you. Given to him, with no real reason, he didn't deserve you that was for sure. You were a miracle.

Once you'd received your gifts from everyone, and they all sort of settled down for the night, he quickly pulled you away.

"Ay mi vida, eres tan bonito, ¿como lo hacés?" He whispers, pulling you in for a hug

"Magic my dear." You say, poking his nose.

He basically melts at this.

"One last gift, mi hermoso. Close your eyes. "

"You spoil me, amor." You mutter as you do as he said.

"It's my job." And with that, you feel him gently take your hand, and tie a small band onto your wrist.

"Ok, open!"

Your eyes fall directly onto the bracelet, with his name crudely stitched on it, and a small chameleon next to it. On his own wrist you now notice one with your own name, and your favorite flower accompanying it.

Though to someone else this may seem like a silly, childish gesture, you knew the heart he had put into making sure that you'd be happy. And of course you were. Even without the gifts, and the party, and just the fact he thought of you today, was enough to fill you with joy.

He smiled at you, as you admired it.

"Now I'm always with you, you see. And you're always with me."

And with that, you simply fall into his arms, hug him, and whisper "Gracias por todo."

"Of course, feliz cumpleaños, mi flor."

[itsastrobixch]

astrology observations - part 2

- asteroid Medea ( 212) in major aspects to mars or venus, in close degrees will be very vengeful if wronged. Could make someone take extreme measures to prove a point to their lover. And will never forget you, if you like betray them or lie to them while being in a relationship.

-  even though all of us curse some people when we are angry, it doesn't relly affect the person. ( mostly). But for  the people with close Medea - mars / venus aspects curse, it may come true to some extent. As in ancient myths, medea was a great witch and the direct granddaughter of Helios, the titan of sun.

The above mentioned potency of the curse may vary upon their mars signs and venus signs and the aspects to mars and venus. Buuut, if their mars aspects pluto in any way... Just fucking run.

- this is also true about asteroid circe ( 34 ). in fact, circe in close aspects to mars / venus will be more intense and potent than Medea in my opinion, because in the myths, circe was the daughter of Helios, the titan of sun.

- chiron in 1st is a very tough placement, and if it is conjunct the ascendant then it's a difficult placement to handle. They usually have difficulty in expressing their true self ( like an Aries chiron), and are usually ashamed of themselves in some way or the other.

- they might have body image issues, they might be ashamed of their speech / accent, or in some cases they may even not like their own name.

- they might have a lot of different names for them online to express various parts of their personality.

- contrary to the popular belief, virgo mars don't need clean sex. Like sex only on fresh sheets or sex in the shower. They only expect their partner to be clean. No greasy and matted hair, no yellow teeth etc. ( all of us expect that, but virgo take it to the next level). They are very very fine doing the dirty anywhere, in fact many of them are exhibitionists and have dirty thoughts rivaling that of a scorpio. They are actually kinky mofos and involved in some... Umm... Not very clean things lmao...

- OK so I have a theory. For those of us, who have our DC or 7th house divided between two signs EQUALLY, like exactly divided 7th house between two signs, we tend to attract more people from the second sign that occupies our 7th house.

- for example, I have my 7th house split exactly between gemini and cancer. And I tend to attract more Cancers and moon in 1st people thank mercurial people or Mercury in 1st people.

- moon in hard aspect to pluto ( square and opposition), can have such powerful emotions that, those around these people will also feel their intensity. Because pluto is intensity and it  tends to project its energy onto others. And usually people are scared of such genuine and intense expression of emotions.

- OK we all afraid of a jealous scorpio. True. They can be very jealous, possessive and sometimes even vengeful, if thwarted.. But ya'll ever seen a vengeful venus dominant.. Shit.. Like they go all Taylor Swift in picture to burn lmao...

- scorpio seeks to destroy your reputation and emotionally destroy you, alienate you and give you a taste of your own medicine. But a venus dominant or even a Taurus or libra will destroy all your possessions, embarrass you among your peers, humiliate you and will put you down without any mercy and will do all these things, while drinking champagne. They do it all because they are petty. More than they let everyone else to believe.

- usually, venus people get emotions too.. Not as intense as a scorpio but, but not as light and easy as venus people lead us to believe. But they will hide all these emotions behind a calm facade and act like they are not feeling anything. Because, showing emotions would ruin their so perfectly crafted public mask.

- in my opinion, scorpio + sagittarius energy makes the best combination for psychological pursuits.

- look scorpio is the best placement for anything deep. But even though scorpio combined with aquarius can be an excellent combination for psychology, I feel like they may try to dig deeper into the psyche, cause they just wanna figure this out. Both these signs are amazing at finding new things. But with this comes the lack of empathy too. Both of them are kinda too clinical. So I feel like they can understand the why, but they will lack the ability to relate and kinda soothe them... I don't know just my opinion.

- sagittarius excels at making people feel welcome and included. The reason why they make friends easily is also due to the fact that they can easily relate to other people being a mutable sign.

- so I feel like while scorpio can dig deep and find the root of the problem, sagittarius can easily relate to the person and can understand how and why this happened in a kinda bigger picture, making it easy for the patient to relate. So this combo will not only find out the problem for the sake of finding out the mystery behind the issue, but also to genuinely make someone feel welcome and accepted. It is MY opinion... So don't come at me...lol

NOTE : all of these are MY personal opinions on astrology. as usual, no placement manifests the same for everyone. also this post might be a bit of astro rant too lmao ..please bear with my ramblings..

[obscure-imagines]

(smut warning)

-first off, he’s an asshole, and he might be a little nicer to you than other people, but he will always be a dick

-meeting at a big party his family is throwing

-he’s only there because his parents bribed him to be

-he stays more to the sides of the room, lurking and looking for more champagne because his parents have told the bartender to stop serving him, which makes zero sense because he’s a grown ass man

-he sees you and enjoys your face, so he comes over to talk with you

-this man is gorgeous and is used to women throwing themselves at him, so he barely even has to put on any charm

-but there you are, being impervious to his charm, and it makes him want you even more

-he tries a few shitty pick up lines and when you roll your eyes at him and laugh, he gets a little bit angry, because... like... why are you not sucking his dick in the supply closet yet?

-“wanna get out of here?” he asks. “I’m pretty sure you’ve been drinking-” “then you can drive, come on, it will be fun.” 

-he whines until you give in

-you end up at a breakfast place, I-hop or Dennys and this fucker whines about the alcohol selection being sub-par

-he’s kind of hilarious, in a shitty, privileged, way... but he’s also gorgeous so... what are you going to do? not fuck the guy? haha yeah right

-he talks a lot but he’s nice to look at so it’s okay

-spending way too much time at this diner eating and chatting

-but neither of you really want to leave

-he tells you about his family, giving you all the juicy details

-when he mentions hating the dogs you seriously consider dipping on the date... then you realize, is this a date?

-you decide that if he pays for the meal, then it’s probably a date

-the bill comes and he pulls out his wallet and your heart flutters in your chest because... it’s probably a date

-he’s still a little drunk, after all, he managed to convince an employee to give him a mimosa minus the OJ 

-so you drive him home

-when you’re sitting in the car outside his place he gets all whiney again, “come inside with me.” 

-he’s really not the type someone says no to... especially with his face being 10/10 and everything

-he’s such a charmer

-somehow he sweet talks you into going inside with him

-as soon as the door is closed behind you, he kisses you

-he’s BIG so... if you have a size kink, this guy checks that off

-he loves using his body to pin you against the wall

-he has a complete control kink. hella dom. knows exactly what he wants and expects to get it. he finds a good medium between degradation and praise. hella rough, choking, spanking, marking. gets possessive way too fast- you know, a gReAT gUy

-waking up the next morning with his arms around you

-he’s a clingy sleeper

-buries his face in your neck and refuses to wake up

-like, he doesn’t treat you like a one night hook up which is kind of odd?

-“do you have anywhere to be?” he asks

-”not really.”

-“then I’m making you breakfast.” 

-you’re kind of shocked he can cook. 

-you put on a dress shirt of his and follow him to the kitchen where he makes some decent scrambled eggs

-he likes looking at the marks he’s left on your skin, but he doesn’t apologize for them

-“so, we should do this again sometime.” he says

-he makes it sound so casual, but like... this man just marked the shit out of you, cuddled you, and made you breakfast...

-you go home and a day passes, then he’s hitting you up again

-his texts relly a lot on emojis? but... as if you’re going to not understand “🍆💦🍑😜”

-honestly, the emojis are just him dicking around with you like an asshole. like, why take the type to type out ‘come over so we can fuck’ when you can just send some emojis?

-he texts you the filthiest things while he’s at family events because he’s a dick

-he kind of loves it though

-a month passes with you spending at least one or two nights a week at his place and he gets progressively more boyfriend-like

-you start to see the deeper side of him, he begins to tell you actual secrets, instead of just the shallow drama that goes around in his family

-he adores cuddling with you? which is a shock to him, but it’s so relaxing to just cuddle and rant

-he likes playing with your hair, which is when he realizes he wants you to be his girlfriend

-he can’t imagine anyone else touching you, you’re his

-“wanna come to a family thing with me?” he asks, out of the blue. “ooh, like as your date?” you tease. “as my girlfriend.” 

-you’re shook, because he wants to introduce you to his family as his girlfriend. sometimes this guy shocks you, he has the capacity for sweetness, just prefers to be a dick most of the time

-so you go to the event with him, he gets you a beautiful outfit to wear for it

-“so my family hates me, but you? well, you’re actually a nice person so I think they’ll be welcoming, and if they aren’t, they can eat shit.” 

-his family is super nice to you and everyone’s shocked that you’re sweet and gorgeous

-in fact, they’re very vocal about it, “she’s way too pretty for you Ransom.” “is he paying you? blackmailing you to be with him? you can tell us, we can help.” “if you’re some sort of hired actress, tell us and we’ll pay you double what he’s paying you.”

-yeah, they’re assholes too

-Ransom keeps you close to him the entire night

-his arm is around you always, because you’re HIS

-he’ll fight anyone who looks at you the wrong way

-at dinner, his hand is on your thigh under the table and it keeps getting higher and higher because he’s a dick

-he’s way too into exhibitionism, and the thought of fucking you in his grandfather's house is driving him mental

-lots of dirty whispering into your ear

-he’s a bit of a mess

-but you really ground him, especially at family events

-as long as people don’t try to fight you or him, things actually run fairly smoothly

-people can see how much he loves you

-like, he looks at you with such adoration in his eyes it’s insane

-no one ever thought they’d see Ransom-the-asshole fall in love

-he’s kind of whipped for you

-as time passes, he gets more and more calm and nice

-it would be a very sexual relationship, i mean, look at him

-he’d tell you everything, show you the dark side of him

-he’s really smart, which can be kind of scary, but you trust him

-he’d never hurt you

-he has the capacity to hurt people, but he’s so in love with you

-once he tells you he loves you the first time, after that, he says it a lot

-he feels the need to assure you he loves you, and really likes it when you say it back

-his family is so shitty, having someone who truly loves him, unconditionally, well, he’s addicted to you, and he’s never letting you go

-so many cuddles

-he may only be able to cook eggs, but he’s still a hottie while doing it

-stealing his sweaters, even though they dwarf you

-his clothes always smell like him and you love wearing them

-he has a huge kink for fucking you while you wear one of his sweaters cuz he thinks you look adorable in it

-get used to being mostly naked because that’s how he likes it at his house

-he’d pamper you

-getting you lingerie so you can put on a fashion show for him

-biting and marking

-he’s super passionate

-he growls... it’s a nice sound

-loves just cradeling you to his chest, he’s so broad, it’s so nice

-he’s always warm?

-i know he’s like... an asshole, but he’s also baby, and you just need to treat him like one sometimes

-i love him

[gakkubi]

Ame Trio's Personalities: Yahiko

I want to share some thoughts on the Ame Trio/Ame Orphans because I do think they have one of the most complex, interesting and beautiful arcs in the Narutoverse.

I will discuss their personalities and thoughts. This post is about Yahiko, there are also Nagato and Konan.

(1/3): I'll start with Yahiko because he's the one who dies first and influences the others' personalities.

YAHIKO:

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Although Yahiko is arguably the character who appears “less” among the Ame Trio - naturally, for dying first - he takes up significant part of the flashbacks he appears in. Jiraiya, Nagato, Konan; even in Obito’s memory of the Ame Trio - which serve the plot purpose of showing how Obito started manipulating Nagato - he spends most of the flashback interacting with Yahiko. Yahiko was extremely remarkable to all the people who met him, there is no doubt that Kishimoto took every opportunity he had to tell us he was a very important character.

Something I find very interesting about Yahiko is how easily he could be a villain; he has many of the personality traits of of classical villains. This is not accidental - in Chapter 372, when Jiraiya finds and confronts Konan, his memories of the Ame Orphans lead him to believe Yahiko was the one who first turned evil (in their conversation, Konan never clearly explains whose ideology they have embraced; it’s very implied Jiraiya was inclined to believe that was Yahiko).

This is built purposefully to confuse the audience regarding Pain’s identity as the one who possesses the rinnegan is Nagato; one has the “villainous” personality, the other has the power.

Of course, we all know Yahiko is not a villain, even though he could easily be. Yahiko’s most powerful personality trait is his ambition; this trait is the one that will always surpass the others.

Yahiko is a survivor; we are shown repeatedly that he would do just about anything to to keep alive (and Nagato and Konan with him). We are shown some of his big and most drastic actions like stealing, but minor details like cooking, gathering supplies and stabilising a house for him and Konan - taking from the story and Nagato’s conversation with Jiraiya, it’s safe to assume Yahiko was the mastermind behind all the actions that allowed them to survive as children. Yahiko knew they needed power to survive, and we’re shown in the anime their journey to find Jiraiya and how he quickly learned to navigate in the warzone by being able to put himself in the shoes of his “enemies” and think like they did. Yahiko always had an extremely clear sense of what he wants and how to get there.

He is also a natural leader; we can’t say for sure how much of his leadership is actually his nature and how much it comes from needing to step up as the leader of the trio, given how Nagato and Konan have more passive personalities. The fact is, by the time Yahiko dies, he has been acting as a leader for more than half os his life; giving orders and being in control is his comfort zone. He will have control and boss others even if they don’t agree with him, which is clearly stated when he tells Konan he believes Nagato is the one who will bring peace; he put Nagato in that position regardless of Nagato’s opinions - Konan will support Nagato and not him, regardless who she thinks is the “bridge to peace” (Chapter 509).

In that particular flashback of Jiraiya, there are two classically villainous traits shown: the first is anger; it’s implied that Yahiko is a kid full of anger and hate, but in fact, he is a very emotional and sensitive person - in that, he is very similar to Nagato - although unlike him, Yahiko will almost always express his feelings. He’s angry because he’s in pain and won’t conform to his fate as a victim of a poor country. The second one is both his ambition and megalomania: He will change the country, no matter the lenghts he has to go through.

Another strong trait of Yahiko’s thought process is that ends justify the means. This is proven by many of his actions; to survive, he will steal; to defend others, he will put his own life at risk - the ultimate proof of this is sacrificing his life to save Nagato and Konan from Hanzo. They are the ones who must survive no matter what; no matter if he dies. Although the famous “the end justify the means” sentence is usually associated with Machiavellianism, Yahiko doesn’t display the other traits needed such as manipulativeness and indifference to morality to classify him as a machiavellian person.

Yahiko could easily become a “villain”; he has unbreakable ambition and he’s willing to go to extreme lengths to get what he wants regardless of the opinion of those around him. I could easily say just about the very same about Obito, Madara and Orochimaru with a few changes here and there; I could even describe adult Nagato like that.

Seeing this particular scene in Jiraiya's memory, his ambition and anger and a "well-intentioned world-domination" goal are enough to convince the reader to believe Yahiko is Pain, even before seeing his appearance. It's notable that Nagato doesn't reply anything while Yahiko is screaming at him, highlighting his more passive personality.

You, reader, must be rather shocked at what I'm saying, because Yahiko is the only one who was never evil among the three of them; in fact, the others turned evil because of his absence. Yahiko is such a special character because he was all those classically villainous traits, the key to his character lies in why he never turns evil despite all of that.

Ambition is the trait that will rule above all; but his vision comes second in command. We are shown Yahiko is a very sensitive child, he cries a lot, he's easy to anger because he's overwhelmed by the situation he finds himself in. In the same flashback that gives the audience all the reason to believe Yahiko could be Pain, Yahiko himself admits inflicting pain on others wouldn't work as a solution.

The very fact that Yahiko wanted help from the very people who were destroying his country and were directly or indirectly responsible for him being an orphan (that is, foreigners) shows how the end goal was more important to him than the mean of how to get there; Nagato's initial distrust was the feeling most people would have in their situation, which shows another difference between their thought process; Nagato holds grudges (he could accept Jiraiya individually, but not Konoha, and he couldn't ever get over his parents or Yahiko's death) whereas Yahiko doesn't ever let any past event, situation or prejudice come between him and the goal he wants to achieve.

But ambition, vision and idealism (which I have not mentioned yet) are all traits he also shares with villains.

What makes Yahiko different from other villains, especially Nagato, is that he develops an amazing emotional intelligence to deal with the information his sensitivity gathers from the world.

Yahiko was extremely hopeful, positive and emotionally intelligent, all characteristics he shares with other heroes like Naruto. Throughout his life, the "classically villainous" characteristics of his childhood were outgrown by the "classically heroic" traits that gained strength overtime. Yahiko walked away from the evil path he could have easily taken by confronting his "villainous" traits.

It was through the use of emotional intelligence that Yahiko dismantled the initial megalomania and revengfullness he displays in both Jiraiya's and Nagato's childhood flashbacks. It's important to highlight that Yahiko's "Savior Complex" was something that stayed with Nagato long after Yahiko no longer believed only a single powerful person could force peace upon others. Yahiko "grew out" of his childish megalomania - Nagato did the very opposite when absorbing many of Yahiko's characteristics after his death.

His emotional intelligence can be clearly seen in Obito's memories of him in Chapter 607; in that same instance Yahiko was one of the few characters to rule out the idea of the masked man being Madara. Yahiko was not especially powerful or intelligent, so he rellied heavily in taking accurate conclusions from his observations of the world.

Another sign of Yahiko's emotional intelligence is his mirroring of Jiraiya's behavior - although it may be first seen as something done just for comedy, it shows how Yahiko was eager to understand other people - mirroring is a display of empathy. The natural inclination he had to understand other people led Yahiko to develop his peaceful philosophy, and was also used for him to gather allies (as shown in the anime).

It was both his emotional intelligence and his vision that kept him from becoming arrogant (and doing things like stealing Nagato's rinnegan to himself, as Jiraiya considered plausible). Whereas villains will usually harvest power for themselves, Yahiko knew that the key to the success of his plans didn't depend solely on him and his actions. He had to support others and believe in them. Understanding the value in community and extreme loyalty was a value Yahiko and Konan shared - a value Nagato also had, which was eventually displaced by other traits. It's important to note how Nagato and Konan perceive their memories of Yahiko differently; of course their flashbacks serve plot purposes, but they also show completely different aspects of his personality, and these differences in perception reflect the own values of Konan and Nagato.

Although his ambition, energy and protectiveness are displayed in both of their memories, other characteristics vary in intensity.

In Konan's memories, Yahiko is much more kind and calm, happy but also introspective. In her childhood memories, he appears more joyful and carefree - as an adult, it's shown how he is hurt by the war, how understanding has made him kind and and how he wants to protect his comrades both physically and mentally. In Nagato's memories, he appears much more angry and harsh in comparison - the anime even takes an effort to "soften" some of his actions; in the anime Yahiko gives back some of the stealing and also prays for Chibi in his death (instead of just scolding Nagato for crying and mourning as he does in the manga).

I don't know how manga to anime adaptations work but it's possible that, due to the difference in pace between manga and anime, Studio Pierrot realized Yahiko would come across much more "evil" if he wasn't softened - and I like the adaptations because it makes Nagato's memories less different than Konan's; all they did was add moments foreshadowing a much kinder personality Yahiko would display on the chapters later on.

(Edit: I added this image from chapter 509 to better illustrate Yahiko's emotional intelligence using an actual canon moment where Yahiko himself reflects on his past feelings and how they changed as he grew up. I really like this chapter, and I think it's nice how soft and caring Yahiko behaves towards Nagato in Konan's flashbacks, worrying about his injuries and telling that "it's ok" and encouraging him to rest, as opposed to Nagato's own flashbacks that show younger Yahiko screaming and scolding him for behaving like a "crybaby" and "victim" while they were all struggling to survive. I think it's important to consider the scenarios of those flashbacks; Nagato's flashbacks find the characters all recently traumatized, while Konan's find them in a much more stable and safe period of their lives).

Yahiko was the first among the three to understand that the pursuit of "justice" would only result in more conflict as one's noble justice could be seen as mere acts of vengeance by another. All the Ame Orphans knew in their lives was war, suffering and trauma, so the decision to pursue a different path away from violence could only come from a person who could look inside their own heart without the fear of seeing ugly things and confront their feelings.

Yahiko's unshakable hope on his dream of bringing peace was a result of his ambition, his vision and emotional intelligence. His sensitivity led him to become a kind, caring person, who avoided violence as much as he could. We know he was extremely loyal to his ideals, preferring to sacrifice himself and die instead of giving up the peaceful philosophy he had established for the Akatsuki to fight Hanzo. The extreme loyalty and the will to sacrifice anything for that was another trait he shared with Konan.

Although I consider Yahiko's vision to be one of the pillars in his personality, he was also extremely naïve. Yahiko's hopefulness and faith in his dreams and plans were not countered by opposite personality traits like being cynical or hesitant. The first time we see Yahiko being naïve was at the very idea of approaching the Sannin and begging for training, which could have easily ended with them all killed (or, more likely, just ignored). Unfortunately for Yahiko, his biggest flaw was not putting limits to how much he believed his ideals, leading him to fall in a trap he could have easily avoided - I left this trait for last because the anime makes Yahiko's willingness to believe Hanzo a key reason for falling on his trap, even though the manga never shows evidence for that and only implies Yahiko's innocence by Nagato's perception of them being "still children." However, I still think it's fitting for someone who displayed early signs of megalomania to have such naïvety.

Other traits that were not mentioned are less about his ideals and more about his nature; Yahiko is also naturally expansive, friendly and unafraid- these traits help him to become both the trio and Akatsuki's leader. In Chapter 509 Konan mentions he was adored by the rest of the Akatsuki, and it's very implied in the manga (and shown in anime fillers) he lead the Akatsuki with a egalitarian philosophy, not abusing his positon as leader through authority, which is another important trait of his personality; Yahiko may be bossy and unreceptive to challenges on his orders, but he is not comfortable with hierarchy and the idea of some people acting as if they were better than others.

I won't talk much about Yahiko and Konan's romance as I don't believe "being in love" can be a part of someones personality, and I don't believe his decision to kill himself to save her and Nagato was influenced by being in love. His decision to sacrifice himself comes directly from his “ends justifying the means” logic, even if in that particular case the survival of Nagato and Konan is the end which can be justified by the loss of his own life.

I do believe, though, that there are many reasons why they could be attracted to each other and I'll highlight specially their loyalty. Yahiko and Konan are both extremely loyal people; Yahiko is loyal to his ideals, Konan is loyal to what she considers "her own'' - her friends, her people. They are also people who are full of faith in the things they believe in; we are never shown Yahiko having doubts on his plans, as well as we never see Konan ever doubting the capability of the people she supports. People who share such characteristics of loyalty and faith will find great comfort in each other, creating a positive circle of both giving and receiving love and support.

Yahiko's expansive and dominant personality, as well as his positivity and hopefulness contrast immensely with Konan and Nagato's passiveness and melancholy. He is shown to be a person who could deal with his pain and his traumas, and was likely the biggest emotional support of the other two; as he himself said, he had hopes and dreams, his dreams became Nagato and Konan's dreams. His death left an immense void that could not be filled with positive, healthy thoughts and feelings, as Nagato and Konan always relied on his hopeful ideals.

The very traits that could have easily made him a villain are the same ones which lead him to achieve his and the trio's survival. Yahiko's personality exists in a delicate ballance between many "classically villainous" traits and the abundance of other solid "classically heroic" foundations.

By taking a complete look at his character it's easy to understand why his death was something really, near-impossible to recover from given the circumstances, and why the love and respect they felt endured so long after his death.

[mzminola]

I have just bumped into your pool noodle for the first time and I am fascinated by it

It’s so!!! Like obviously as someone with so little canon factoids let alone characterization, Regulus/a has a lot of wiggle room to fit a story! But what little we do get leads to a lot fun contrast with this ship?

Because like...there’s some stuff where they look similar at first glance, but then the underneath is different. Both dedicated to their families, right? Trying to make their parents proud? But Regula, arguably, is that way out of fear (of being treated like her brother was (waves cheerfully at your Zuko icon)), while Percy’s coming from a healthier place...that still blew up spectacularly.

Then we get superficially different, potentially similar: canonically Reg joins Voldemort with parental approval, then turns on him. Percy joins the Ministry...and when his parents tell him to turn on the Ministry he tells them to piss off. But interestingly, Percy’s parents told him to reject the Ministry based solely on the word of...one single powerful old charismatic wizard who was raising a personal army. Hm, that sure would sound familiar to Reg, wouldn’t it?

SUPER not sure yet how that all changes with the timing on this (they go through Prisoner of Azkaban as fiancés, getting their NEWTs* before marriage) and the fact that Reg is 100% sure Sirius is innocent, so like...uh...how the fuck do things blow up if Percy still gets the job as Crouch’s assistant? The man who convicted Reg’s brother without a trial??? Reg only SEEMS like she has chill because she was raised to be a Polite Young Lady but this is still the person who left Voldemort a Fuck You note so I imagine Reg meeting Crouch is NOT PRETTY.

~

Meanwhile, Reg & Percy’s different upbringings and eras they came of age in exacerbate the Displaced In Time dynamic.

The wizarding world in generally is pretty old-timey compared to ours, and the Ancient & Most Noble House of Black sure was very old-timey. Whereas the Weasleys are very progressive! They’re also working class, which I get the impression helps with the progressiveness. Wealthy Purebloods can ignore the world changing if they want, the family of the man who heads the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts department can’t.

Then there’s how the idea of arranged marriages would’ve been presented to them. Granny Relly is the one who came up with the idea, Arthur and Molly accepted it but are VERY CLEAR to all the kids that this is an OPTION, not an OBLIGATION. Percy even saw Bill & Charlie reject the idea, with zero consequences! He knows he can Nope out and have his family’s love and support still.

Regula has known she’d likely have to marry someone her parents picked her whole life. That Granny Relly up there? That’s Cedrella Black who was held up to Reg her whole childhood as Who Not To Be because she run off and married for love. Reg wakes up from her magical coma, gets told by Grandmama Mel that she’s got a fiancé now and just accepts it. Maybe if Percy was a Voldemort supporter, Reg would have objections! But he’s not.

(Arthur is genuinely horrified by how non-questioningly accepting Regula is of the engagement.)

And then less then two decades difference means they grew up in completely different eras:

Percy was five when the war ended. It affected him, I firmly think “sometimes Mum or Dad will tell you to do something Right Now that you don’t understand, and if you disobey you or your siblings could get hurt” is why he’s so attached to jumping when an authority says jump. But he grew up in peacetime. The war was over, the victors decided, problems lingered but no one’s being told to pick sides. His worries are normal peacetime worries.

Reg grew up in the war, and was recruited into it before graduation. All her classmates knew they’d have to pick sides, debated it with each other. Were hearing about disappearances, deaths, possibly from within their own families. I’m going with the idea that Reg set off to destroy the locket in October of her 7th year, after having joined the Death Eaters months or even years before that, dragged in by her cousins during school holidays. She’s been in skirmishes, not known who to trust, and came to the conviction that stopping Voldemort was worth dying for.

It honestly feels more like Reg is from a hundred years ago than just fourteen.

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Percy: I need to support my fiancée as she adjusts to the changed world. I will tell her about Quidditch matches she missed and ask the professors about changes in the curriculum, we can study for NEWTs together :) :) :)

Reg: so while I was unconscious everyone found out that I was a Death Eater and that I betrayed Voldemort. I need to make allies ASAP to keep from being shanked by either side, including my own extended family. Yes, do tell me all about cauldron bottoms and Muggle factoids.

Also Reg: WHAT DO YOU MEAN I MISSED GWENOG JONES PLAYING FOR WALES AGAINST NORWAY IN THE QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP.

Percy, sincerely: I know, this is the definitely most tragic thing about your coma, you have my sympathies and condolences.

~

*Sirius as Padfoot sneaking around campus, seeing a 7th year Slytherin that’s a dead ringer for his dead sister: THE FUCK. Sirius thinking about it: No probably just a...a weirdly similar cousin. Sirius hearing someone call her Regula: WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK.

[nakedmossy]

hiii, i saw that ur request are open soooo, i was thinking something with the reader an jj, something like they both have feeling for each other but they never say it out loud, and one day reader hears jj talking to jb about how he cant relly see any type of dating, sooOo she ignores him for a while and it ends kinda fluffly o smutty or smutty fluffy and shit if u dont mind ofc :)

DAMN. LOVE THIS REQUEST. HECK YEAH!! Tried to keep this under 2k words and just *could not* so please enjoy this 3k word vomit. Love you!

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“I’m living for the thrill, man. You know how I do. Dank nugs and the stickiest of ickies.”

You heard JJ over the sound of the music blaring from inside the Chateau as you jogged up the steps, swinging your backpack off and throwing it on the porch sofa before pushing through the screen door.

“Hey, Y/N” John B waved at you as you entered the kitchen.

You threw a peace sign up and said ‘hey’ as you pulled a chair out and put your feet up to rest on the seat beside you. You hadn’t sat down since 6am when your shift at the docks had started and your feet were killing you. Your yellow vans had dirt on the side so you leaned forward to wipe it off as JJ pulled his head out of the fridge.

“Ah, m’Lady. For you” He tossed a beer at you, you tipped it at him in a ‘cheers’ as you both cracked your cans at the same time. “And how is our fair dock maiden on this beautiful day” He smiled at you like he had smiled at you a million times before, but softer, and like he was seeing you in a new dress.

You smiled at him and chuckled, you could smell the pot lingering on his shirt from here and his goofy grin always gave you butterflies. The sun coming through the window illuminated his soft golden hair and made his bare chest look even more defined and chiselled.

“Good” You said after swallowing your mouthful of beer, closing your eyes and leaning back in your chair.

“Anyways, as I was saying, it’s going to be an absolute and solid banger, my dude.” JJ resumed his conversation with John B while lifting your feet off the chair beside you and sitting down, placing your legs on his lap. “We’re going to be running away from girls by the end of the night, I promise you.” He started drawling circles on your ankles and playing with your shoelace. Your heart was fluttering.

You perked up at his comment, opening your eyes and looking from him to John B curiously.

“What are you two conspiring now” You prodded, taking another drink of your beer.

“Kegger. Tonight. The Bone Yard. You coming?” JJ looked over at you and smiled, his eyes soft. You swore you felt him outline a heart on your skin.

“Wouldn’t miss it” You said half-heartedly. You knew what this would turn out to be – you would have fun at the beginning of the night, then would spend the rest of the night watching JJ pick up touron girls and fully embrace his lifestyle of being an adolescent womanizer. It was a pattern.

You pulled your legs off him and stood up to walk to the washroom. While you were washing your hands you heard the usual lull of conversation drop and their voices become quieter. Your stomach fluttered, you felt like they were trying to be quiet on purpose. You pressed your ear to the door and listened intently, hearing John B say something about eventually needing to stop running after anything with boobs and a mouth. JJ’s voice was still quiet but you clearly heard him say “that’s not me bro. I’m not settling down, as if there’s anything to settle down for here.”

You felt your face get hot and your stomach drop. There it was. The confirmation you had been dreading but fully expecting for months. You had felt a connection with JJ since you had started spending more time together last summer, and throughout the entire school year you had felt like you guys had been clicking. Of course you had been hopeful he felt the same way, you hadn’t pushed it or asked. But you also knew what kind of guy JJ was, as much as it pained you to admit it. Of course he would never settle for a girl like you.

You cleared your throat as you opened the door and flicked the light off. When you rounded the corner, the boys sat back in their chairs again and kept chirping off about the party later. You barely said anything, just walked past the table and out the door where you saw Kie pulling up in her car. You grabbed your backpack off the couch and practically ran down the steps. You heard JJ call your name from inside the house but didn’t turn around.

“Kie” You said with a dramatic exhale when she got out of her car, grinning brightly at you. “Save me”

“What’s the haps my little sunflower” She lifted her sunglasses off her face on top of her head and put her arm around your shoulder, about to guide you back inside. You planted your feet and mustered the best begging face you could.

“Please, for the love of all things holy, take me away from here. I can’t sit there and listen to JJ talk about all the ‘fine ass’ he plans to tap tonight. Kie smiled sheepishly and poked a finger into your stomach.

“Girl. You know he only does that to make you jealous.”

Kie had known about your crush on JJ for years, but had promised to not say or do anything under fear of death. You shook your head at her and looked at your feet.

“Nah, Kie... I heard him….I heard him talking to John B when I was in the bathroom.”

“And?”

“And he literally said there is nothing here for me to settle down for. What more proof do I need?”

Kie’s face fell and she tilted her head, watching you with sad eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m sure he didn’t mean it like that. Just come inside for a bit. We can get ready for the Kegger together.”

You bit your lip and shook your head, stepping around her. So she wasn’t going to save you then. Of course she just wanted to spend more time with John B, you had noticed how she had started looking at him since he had been threatened with being placed out into foster care.

“Forget it. I’ll see you later.”

“Y/N, wait! Come on!” She yelled, but you just waved your hand behind you and kept walking. You grabbed your bike from the edge of the drive and started down the road.

You heard JJ yell your name from the porch but kept going.

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You arrived at the party an hour late and already drunk. You had pre-drank with one of the girls you worked the docks with, and had done little to get ready aside from taking your hair out of its braid and putting shimmer lotion over your darkly tanned skin. You had opted into wearing a skimpier outfit than you normally would have, but normally you wouldn’t be at a Kegger to pick someone up. Tonight was different. You had had a few hours to drink away your pain over JJ’s comment and come to terms with your new reality – the beer (and your co-worker who was 3 years older than you and known for working more than one job on the island if you catch the meaning) had convinced you it was a good idea to wear short shorts and a tube top (no bra which was weird for you), exposing so much skin your tan lines were visible. You tried as hard as you could to avoid JJ and John B and Kie for the first hour, but eventually Kie wandered over to you and stood with a hand on her hip, a very judgey expression on her face.

“You have a very judgey expression on your face” was all you said to her.

“So first you bail on me at John B’s and then you show up to the Kegger half cut and wearing a napkin as a top. JJ has been looking for you all night and said you kept walking away from him. What the fuck, Y/N?”

You grabbed a fresh beer from the too-young looking junior boy who was operating it and smiled hazily at him. When you looked back at Kie she was watching you like you had two heads.

“I just needed some space.” You said before taking a drink. Swallowing, you continued “it’s not every day you get your heart broken” you said blandly, then smacked your cup into hers and said “cheers” sarcastically before walking off.

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Later in the night, after multiple beers and having seen JJ flirting with at least two different girls who were definitely not local, you stood over by the edge of the beach watching the waves pummel the shoreline rhythmically. That’s when you heard a boy say “you look lonely” from behind you. You spun around and smiled at the tall boy who had jet black hair and a Harvard sweater on. He had sparkling white teeth and dimples, even fairly drunk you could see how attractive and well-built he was.

“Alec” He smiled, stretching his hand out. You took it and loosely squeezed, shifting your weight to a different foot and losing your balance. “Easy there” he smiled, steadying you with his other hand.

“Y/N” You said in an embarrassingly slurred voice. You smiling knowingly and blushed. “Harvard?” You said tamely, pointing your cup hand at his sweater.

He nodded and flicked his hair, smiling. He started to say something but just past him you saw JJ standing next to a crowd, looking over at you. You felt your stomach plummet and your face get hot. He raised his hand to wave, but you stared back blankly. Perfect, this guy will do nicely. You thought and grabbed Alec’s face as he was mid-sentence, pressing your lips to his. He had frozen at first, but had quickly recuperated and started kissing you back, his hands moving to your back and butt. He was either more drunk then he looked, or he was a floozy. Probably the latter, being a Harvard kook.

You got lost in his mouth and his hands and his embrace for a few minutes until you heard someone clear their throat behind you.

“Y/N, time to go, bus is leaving.” The two of you broke apart and looked behind Alec to see JJ standing rather close, his arms crossed over his chest, unimpressed.

“Get lost, kid” Alec said to JJ, looking back at you and ducking his head to kiss you again.

“Seriously, Y/N. Come on.” JJ insisted. You both ignored him. “Alright, Kook. Kindly fuck off now.” JJ slammed his hands onto Alec’s shoulders and pulled him backwards off of you.

Alec spun around to shove JJ and JJ pushed his chest out, standing tall and matching Alec’s tall 6ft stature. They stood face to face, eyeing each other up and down.

“What’s your problem man?” Alec pushed JJ away from him with one hand.

“You’re mackin on my girl is my problem. Beat it!”

Alec looked from JJ back to you and rose his eyebrows before throwing his hands up and walking away muttering “control your girl then man, not my problem.”

“What the fuck, JJ!” You exclaimed, glaring at him. Your mind was still reeling, you hadn’t missed where he had said ‘mackin on my girl’.

“I told you, bus is leaving. You know the rules.”

“I’m not leaving with you.” You said with an ‘as if’ expression on your face. “I’m good. See ya”

You started to walk past him when you felt his arm reach out to block you. He looked over at you with a confused expression and moved to stand in front of you. Your eyebrows shot to 11’s as you stared at him.

“Seriously?” You said with an annoyed tone, trying to shove him out of the way.

“You’re drunk, Y/N. Let’s go.”

“I’m fine, like I said. And I’m not leaving with you, like I said.”

JJ looked equal parts confused and hurt now, but he stood his ground and held his arm out again when you tried to walk around him.

“What’s going on with you?” He said in a quieter tone now, trying to hold eye contact with you. You felt the sensation creeping back into your stomach that you felt so many times last summer and throughout the school year, the butterflies and the adrenaline. “Did you even know that guy?”

“No.” You stood firm and kept your head up. JJ looked at you expectantly and shook his head.

“Then what? What was that?”

“Oh, god JJ seriously? What!” You were raising your voice now. “I’m not allowed to have a little fun too? You’re such a fucking hypocrite.” You felt like you were sobering up slowly, but your words were still slurring lightly.

“What are you talking about?” JJ looked dumbfounded.

“Yeah, sure. Okay JJ. Whatever” You rolled your eyes and took a step back so you could breathe properly again, standing that close to him was suffocating. His eyes were wide and his face was genuinely confused. He opened his mouth to speak but raised his shoulders instead, pleadingly.

“Seriously? God…I heard you, okay? I heard you talking to John B. I heard you say that you weren’t the dating type, that there was nothing here for you to settle for anyways. I got it. Message received. So don’t act confused when I want to move on alright? That fucking hurt, man.”

Once you had finished your shoulders had slumped and you felt deflated. Oh, good lord. You hadn’t meant for the word vomit to come out that fast or at all really. Awesome, well done.

JJ looked taken back, then he looked concerned, then he settled on looking upset. He closed his eyes and ran his hand over his face, turning around for a second before turning back to you, putting his hands on his hips briefly.

“Y/N….” He started, taking a step towards you, but you stepped back and put your hands up.

“It’s fine. I just….forget it.” You said, then a wave of confidence hit you and you perked up, taking a step towards him. “It’s just…we had the best summer, you know? Like, the best summer. And this year was like…the best year I’ve had, ever. And now this. I don’t know, it just sucks.” You watched the shock wash over JJ’s face and felt suddenly guilty. “Forget it, its fine. I don’t know why I expected anything, I know I’m just…me” You looked down at your feet and suddenly felt very dizzy. You swayed on your feet and felt JJ’s hand reach out to steady you. He took a step closer and was directly in front of you now.

“Y/N, hey. Hey” He said until you looked up at him, startled by how close he suddenly was. His face was gentle but firm. He saw your face, probably looking slightly green, and walked you over to a log to sit down. He sat so close to you that your legs were firmly pressed together, he kept a hand on your arm and adjusted his seat to face you more directly.

“You never…said anything.” He said quietly, his eyes on you. “I thought you…ugh”

You looked over at him, embarrassed and fuzzy. Probably blushing. Fantastic. He looked at you with a smile now, newly happy about something.

“What” You poked, confused why he was suddenly in a good mood.

“I mean come on, Y/N. Look at you. You’re….way out of my league.” He was almost laughing.

“What” You said, now squinting to see him better, practically glaring.

“I always just…resigned myself to thinking you would end up with like…I don’t know a pogue Harvard sweater over there” He pointed to the direction Alec had walked off in. “I’m like…a dirty but moderately smart street rat.” He said mildly joking, but you could hear the insecurity undertone.

You felt your chest constricting and your heart pounding. Was he joking? He must be joking. You stared at each other for a few silent moments until you finally broke the tense silence.

“JJ you aren’t even moderately smart if you didn’t notice. I wasn’t that discreet.” You said quietly, looking at your lap again.

You opened your mouth to say that it was fine and you understood but as soon as you started to talk you felt JJ move towards you and lift his hand to your face and then suddenly he was pulling you towards him, kissing you firmly. Your brain and your heart and your chest and your stomach exploded with fire and adrenaline and you could feel your limbs numbing. You had wanted to kiss JJ for so long but now it was happening and you were so drunk and you had made such a fool of yourself and you didn’t know what to do so you kissed him back and tried to enjoy the feeling of his lips on yours. After a few seconds he pulled away and looked at you, then smiled and broke into a grin so big his dimples were practically squishing into his eyes.

You felt so warm and so happy that you melted towards JJ again and kissed him until your lips were sore and the music had died down and you heard someone clearing their throat.

“Bus is actually leaving” Kie smiled at you when you looked over JJ’s shoulder. She winked and walked backwards towards where Pope and John B were gathered, finishing their drinks and whistling.

“No pogue on pogue macking!” Pope shouted over at you, laughing as John B whistled and threw his empty cup towards you, hitting JJ in the arm. JJ waved them off and pulled you into his chest, laughing as the crew started littering a collection of empty cups at the two of you and yipping and hollering. You nuzzled into JJ’s chest, not quite ready for the moment to be over yet, and smiled. Finally.

[mentalpolaroids]

GH | 22. Live

GH 21  GH 23

It has been a week since Outer Banks was released on Netflix. We all watched the entire show in one long, restless night and I almost cried of how proud I was of my friends. I was sure the show would be a big success and I was so happy to have experienced it with them, they all deserved it a lot. During that week eveyone had their interviews via facetime or zoom and they were also asked to do some lives on Instagram. Since there wasn't much I could do for them I spent my "alone" time editing some photos of the photoshoots we did before the lockdown started. Also, Madison, JD and Austin decided to go back home and spend the rest of the lockdown with their families so the house was somewhat more quiet. I missed them but at the same time it felt good to have more space and not have to wait so much time to use the bathroom. Especially with Madison, she took the longest and somehow I was never able to use the bathroom before her. With Madi gone it also meant that Rudy fulfilled his wish of sharing the bed with me and cuddle. I, of course, wasn't mad about it. Rudy was iniciating an Instagram live on his phone. They would have Madison and JD joining them too. I wanted to go back to my room to keep editing so I wouldn't disturb them but they all insisted in me staying, especially Rudy. They claimed that some fans had actually asked about me and why I wasn't joining the lives since I was quarantining with them. It felt weird to recieve this kind of attention, even though I was kind of used to it from the comments on Instagram. I wasn't part of the cast so I assumed it was supost for people to not give two shits about my existence, but they did, and I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it. "Mic check, mic check.", Rudy spoke to the camera, sitting between me and Chase. Even though he had the phone facing him and Chase, I still tried to stay as small as possible. I don't know why but I felt nervous. Madison eventually joined the live and the three talked to each other and answered some questions from the fans. "Oh by the way where's Kelly? Tell her I kept her ring by accident!" "Oh she's right here!", I looked up at him from my laptop and he gave me a smile, as if asking me if it was ok for him so "show me". I smiled back and he leaned back, laying his head on my shoulder and there I was, live for thousands of people. "Hi Bailey babe!" "Kelly baby! I have your ring!" "It's ok, just take care of it.", I answered, trying to mask my shyness. The wave of comments towards the fact that Rudys head on my shoulder was making it difficult. "I will obviously!"

"I think you're covering the mic.", I whispered, noticing his hand clumsily holding the phone. "Oops." Rudy's head was still on my shoulder so I was pretty much co-starring on this live. Chase eventually laid his head on Rudy's shoulder so he could appear too.

What is Kelly doing?

"She's looking at pictures of me.", Rudy answered a comment, winking. "I don't have a choice and my eyes hurt already." Chase laughed stupidly which made Madison and I laugh too and Rudy pouted. I pinched his cheek, earning a childish moan from him. "For those who don't know, Kelly's our photographer on the show, you can thank her for the existence of all the dope pictures of the cast.", Chase answered. I blushed and akwardly made a thumps up to the camera making Rudy laugh. "That me." "She's amazing! Please go check her insta out!" "Aw, thanks Bails!"

I want someone to look at me the way rudy looks at kelly

We need a ship name for Rudy and Kelly cause my heart cant take it anymore

"Agree."

I gave an annoying look to the camera, more precisely to Madison, and she just stuck he tongue out, a childish smirk on her lips. "Yeah I'm kinda jealous to be honest.", said Chase. "Oh don't be, you know you have my heart.", Rudy pointed to his heart, his eyes on Chase. "Yeah, I mean, I'm totally thirdwheeling here.", I tried to hide a laugh. "Aw, thanks guys." "Yeah I ship Rudy and Chase more than Rudy and Kelly. No offense Kells." "None taken, same here. "

"Shyrup.", Rudy held a small plastic container in front of the phone camera that was now being held by Chase. "That's soy sauce, dumbass.", I mumbled. Rudy looked at me holding his laugh and pinched my side. I obviously squealed, which made Chase look at us and laugh, he then looked back to the phone and wiggled his eyebrows.

The three of them kept on answering questions and joking around, once in a while including me, not only because I played a part in those jokes but also because the fans asked about me too. I eventually grew more comfortable with the live and everything about it and even answered some questions myself. The comments about Rudy and I were crazy, I laughed at some of them and joked about it along with Rudy. It was a good thing we were comfortable with each other and were actually used to that kind of teasing, thanks to our friends, so it was more fun than awkward.

I love their friendship so much

Kudy would be a cute ship name

I want wat they have

THE SHOW IS SO GOOD

living for Rudy and kellys chemistry

I had tears in my eyes from laughing at a story Rudy was telling about something that happened on set. Maddie and Drew had joined us earlier and were laughing too, along with JD that had replaced Madison on the live. "And then in the back you can see Kelly hiding her laugh behind her camera while Jonas shook his head like a disapointed dad at us. It was crazy!", JD spoke. "Yeah you could actually feel Jonas regreting his life choices, like, that happened daily on set but that moment was just priceless.", I added, still laughing and having the others join me, and pretending not to notice Rudy staring at me through the phone camera.

The live ended, all of us still laughing at our jokes and the memories we digged through. It was now time to start making dinner, which was Drew and mine's duty because, as the others claimed, we were the best cooks in the house. From the living room I could hear Maddie and Chase teasing Rudy reminding him of the comments on the live. Drew decided it was a good idea to join them from the kitchen, pretending I wasn't there. "Kudy actually sounds good.", Maddie commented. "I like Chaselyn.", I said, not bothering to look at them but I knew Chase was blushing and Maddie probably wanted to kill me. Drew laughed beside me, highfiving me. Not that he derseved though. "Relly!", Chase yelled. "No! That's weird." "Rully!", Drew said. "Ew, no." "Maddie we need a ship name!", Drew complained, annoyed by her disagreement. "I think Kudy is the best option!" I looked at Rudy, who was shaking his head with a smile on his face and when he met my gaze he widen his eyes and mouthed a 'help' and I just shook my head too, not even bothering to tame my friends.

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kellyinwinterland Los Angeles, California

Liked by hichasestokes, rudeth and 12,312 others kellyinwinterland Stay home and stay safe 💕 We're keepin it smiley here

user whos here after the live? hichasestokes Shmiley -kellyinwinterland @hichasestokes shmiley shmiley user1 here after falling in love with her and rudy user2 So prettyyy rudeth Get off your phone and give me cuddles -kellyinwinterland @rudeth you're on your phone too 🤡 -user1 @rudeth @kellyinwinterland OH SHIT ASLJKDHBJ I JUST SPAT MY WATER user3 Rudy is not even trying to be subtle anymore JUST CONFIRM IT ALREADY -hichasestokes @user3 He was never subtle -user3 @hichasestokes IM SCREAMIIIING madelyncline Pweettyy -kellyinwinterland @madelyncline 😝❤ user4 I THINK KUDY IS REAL IT HAS TO BE

[acti-veg]

Help, me and my family just got a 6 weeks old kitten (from someone we know who have a cat that gave birth in their home) but I can't even be happy cause I feel bad for separating her from her family. All she did today sleep inspect the house and I started crying cause we couldn't get her to eat or even drink water. Part of me feels like we did a bad thing but they would have given her to somebody else anyways and where I live that's the only way to get a cat cause pet shelters don't relly exist.

Has she had a check up? If not, you should get her one right away. 6 weeks is far too early to be separated from her mother, and the eating issue is likely because they’re not even supposed to be weaned until 8-10 weeks. She won’t be socialised properly either, since vets recommend they are kept with their litter-mates until 12-13 weeks. 

Your vet will be able to advise you on the best course of action, what to feed her, and how to get her eating. You should make an appointment right away if you haven’t already. You really ought to tell the person you got her from that it is  irresponsible for them to be giving away their kittens when they are so young - it isn’t good for the kittens or the mother.

Either way, I’m sorry to say that you’re in for a difficult period of transition. Adapting to a new home is difficult enough for a kitten, but being suddenly taken from her mother and her siblings 6 weeks too early will make it even worse. It will likely take a long time for her to get settled, you should also expect some behavioural issues, problems with litter-box training, and possibly some issues with biting and rough play as well, so be patient with her. She will need a lot of care and attention, and it is important that she is not left alone in the house for a few weeks.

So that you know for next time, cat rescue centres very much do exist pretty much everywhere - it is highly unlikely that you won’t be able to find an adopted cat, even if you have to get them from out of area. Regardless, if you get in touch with me, I can always recommend an organisation operating in your area. You’d be less likely to get a kitten, but adult cats are far less hassle than kittens are anyway, as you are no doubt finding out right now.

[demonboidies]

𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝔂 - 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓳𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷, 𝓴𝓲𝓶 𝓽𝓪𝓮𝓱𝔂𝓾𝓷𝓰, 𝓳𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓳𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓰𝓾𝓴

pt. 6

word count; 4,855

<this is a yandere story, therefore this is a trigger warning for emotional abuse, manipulation, toxic relationships and overall unhealthy obsession towards the reader/mc/yn>

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➣park jimin

      23 years old with blonde hair (dna/mic drop era) and is an ambitious dancer, singer, and all around performer. he has been creative since he was a young child and it's a big part of his life.

you locked the door after telling Namjoon you had to pick up the boys. well, technically, you were picking jimin up for his lunch/co-curricular. then following that would be taehyung, and jungkook. they all had separate break times considering they had different schedules. the rest of the boys even noted to you that jungkook would spend extra hours in the practice room at their university. dancing his heart out, skipping his lunch.

so you had patiently waited outside the entrance of his school, where he said to wait for him. so when you saw a tuffle of blonde hair bounce amongst the other students, you smiled softly knowing that it was jimin.

so you waved to get his attention, successfully achieving it. he came over to you with a bright smile and the first words out of his mouth were, "Let's get tacos!"

you didnt argue, i mean who would. a brightly smiling park jimin is offering to eat tacos, now how does one reject such an offer.

so you drive to a local taco restaurant, jimin baking your ear off as to how good their carne asada is(today he was just craving tacos. so he ordered his food, as you did your own. and while you patiently waited, you began starting up conversation.

"so how were your classes?"

a groan left his lips. "excuse my french, but annoying as hell."

you had to hold in your laughter, he didnt even curse when he said to excuse his french. "and why were they annoying?" you took a sip from your drink as he ran a hand through his hair.

"dont get me wrong, i love dancing and singing and performing, but it's too technical! i dont know if it's just at this school or something, but these classes require me to take more notes than to actually exhibit my skill." you nodded, wishing you could say you could relate but obviously couldnt. you were glad as a college student to just take notes and learn a lesson through the day, work, and go to your dorm to just study more. jimin was the complete opposite. he had a drive of passion and you admired him for that. he had something to live, and you didn't know if it was dancing, nonetheless his love for performing amazedly amzed you.

"well, at least you get to perform at shows right? i mean, i can kinda relate with how boring lessons are, especially with the most boring of teachers. but at least you get to show how really talented you are, right?" you said with a weak smile. "hey, if it makes you feel any better...one time i tripped in front of a thousand people at my orientation."

it took less than a second for him to break out into a wide grin, his childish giggle ringing through your ear. "what does that have to do with anything?" he said through his boisterous laughter.

"absolutely nothing. just wanted you to feel better and cheer up a bit," you said with a shrug and light blush. i mean your plan worked, but he now just had potential blackmail on you.

your statement seemed to make his shoulders shake even more. "you're so amusing, noona~ ah, we're lucky to have you."

i'm lucky to have you

the twinkle in his eye made you smile wider, brushing off your embarrassment. "please, i'm lucky to have you guys. you guys are seriously too generous." his eyes turn into crescents, wordlessly nodding his head.

you ate your food in silence, eating quickly to fill your empty stomach. jimin was talking through the lunch period, filling you in on the past of the boys.

"jin, he's a next-to-be heir of his father's company. he is the main source of money that goes to our house, food, and generally everything. he's well put off, to make it simply." jimin stated when you asked about the eldest brother. "we all met in high school though. i was first friends with jungkook and yoongi, so i'm really the closest to them. but i treat all of them like they're my brothers. but soon after we became all really close, we got a lot of un-needed attention. we didn't like it, especially yoongi, jungkook, and i. our anxiety really kicked in during our highschool years. the attention was too much for us and we barely made it through our last year. so jin bought the house we live in now, which is far away from the town, because we didn't want to have anything to do with the townspeople after that."

your mouth formed into a small 'o', taking in all of that information. learning about how they were treated in highscool made you sympathsize with them. naturally, when there are several attractive, young men going to a school, the females (and males) will do anything for their attention. at least, that's what it's like in the TV shows. it all seems glorious, but hearing how much it affected them now was sadening. you could only think of how they were treated.

jimin's plump lips curled into a small smirk, seeing the flash of emotions cross your face. mostly were pity and sympathy, and it was a great feeling for him. you had trusted them and gotten close them so quickly in the few days you had been acquainted. if it continued up, jin's plan would be working perfectly.

'jin isn't the only proficient liar in the house, dear,' jimin thought, happy you had fallen so easily into the trap. however, it was just the beginning and they had to work even harder for you to become even closer.

"yeah, it was relly terrible. i hate to self-pity myself, but those girls there...were really out of hand. they would give obnoxious gifts, throw themselves onto us like we were zoo animals, and the way they acted surely would've disappointed their mothers and fathers." jimin said, a pout on his lips as he worked up tears. his eyes were glossing as he looked at you with a weak smile, "you aren't like that, right noona?"

your heart broke. the look of absolute sadness on his face was enough for you to grasp his hands into yours. "of course not, i wouldn't dare to even act like that. this is my job and no matter what, i will keep myself in check. i wouldn't want you boys to relapse or anything," a kind smile was on your lips, and jimin couldn't help but mimic your expression.

"thank you so much for agreeing to this job, although it might be a bit more than you bargained for," a light chuckle left his mouth as he wiped his eyes of his almost falling tears. you nodded slowly, looking down at your empty plate. you were ready to pack up and leave, considering you already paid for the bill. but when you looked up, you saw that jimin had barely eaten his burrito bowl.

"jimin, aren't you hungry?"

he looked at his plate, smiling nervously. "no, no. i already had a few bites, that's enough to suffience me for the rest of the day."

you recalled back to when you were reading their documents, remembering the eating disorder that was listed among his other diagnoses. a weak smile trailed your lips, picking up a spoon to scoop up some of his burrito bowl. "come on, just a few more bites. and if you don't want anymore, i'm sure the other boys will appreciate this."

so, when your crush of the longest time is holding out a spoon to you, begging you to eat you food, what're you gonna say? no?

"just one more bite," jimin said with a shy smile, his face a bright red. he had never thought he would be this close to you, you were feeding him food! his brain couldn't take it so he simply leaned forward to have a bite of his own food.

"there ya go," you said happily, glad you were able to get the poor man to eat something.

so you took the burrito bowl in a to-go box, driving jimin back since his lunch period was almost up. you had talked at the restaurant longer than you had expected.

"tae should be waiting in the same spot you picked me up at, but if he isn't you can text him." jimin said as he got out of the car. he was leaned down, arm resting on the top of the car so he could talk to you.

"text me when he comes so i know he doesn't keep you waiting or something."

you both chuckled, until you heard a yell directed towards you two. "ya! jimin i'm not always late to things!"

➣kim taehyung

      23 years old. dark brown hair, almost black(LY:TEAR era). a photography major, travels far every now and then when he wants to capture the perfect image. treasures art since it has been apart of his life since he could remember.

jimin rolled his eyes, looking up at the new arriving male, "you usually are though." he argued as taehyung closed in on the car. he was now standing next to jimin with his boxy smile, eyes lingering with his for a moment. that is before he whipped his head to look at you.

"hi noona!" his cheerful tone made you smile and wave in greeting. "okay, jimin scadoodle, you got a class to catch." taehyung circled the car, opening up the passenger's seat and settling in.

jimin was reluctant to leave you alone with the hyper male, but he had no choice considering he did need to catch his class. "alright i'll see you at dis-"

"yeah yeah bye!" taehyung leaned over you lap, pulling your window up for you to shut the older one out. when it was sealed shut, taehyung looks at you excitedly. "what do you have in mind for the next 45 minutes noona?"

taehyung hasn't moved from your lap, cuing a blush to arise on your cheeks. "the park?" your tone was shaking out of nerves and because you were so flustered, then taehyung finally got off of your lap.

"sure i don't mind." he calmed down a bit, playing with his thumbs which laid in his lap. "but, would you mind if we stopped for ice cream?"

the familiar boxy smile was on his face as he waited for your response. you couldn't turn down the energetic boy's request even if you wanted to, it has to be illegal to say no to that face. so you exaggeratedly sighed in defeat, although the smile on your face proved to taehyung that you were in fact okay with getting ice cream. i mean ice cream in the park was an even better idea than the original you had proposed.

so you drove a little down the road and to the small ice cream parlor, where a nice old lady was waiting. she greeted you with a smile, but when she saw taehyung's figure her face turned a bit glum. you didn't miss it, but taehyung didn't catch it as he was too busy looking at the assortments of ice cream.

so you told the lady what you wished to order, she gladly taking it and putting the ice cream you wanted in a cup. taehyung looked up at her and her eyes once again turned a bit glum, face falling at the sight of his face. you ignored it and moved to the cashier, missing the deadly glare that taehyung gave her. if looks could kill she surely would've been dead.

another girl had gotten your order rung up at the cashier, what the other lady was doing you didn't care for. so you simply paid for the ice cream, going back to taehyung who was sitting at the table patiently.

"here is your ice cream taehyung, let's go to the park, yeah?" he nodded, smiling widely.

"we can go to the campus park, it's closer than the other one." taehyung informs and you didn't even bother arguing, the faster you could get back to pick jungkook up would be easier and more convenient anyway. so you drove according to his directions, parking in the open lot.

he eagerly hopped out of the vehicle, practically bouncing over to sit on one of the benches. miraculously, his ice cream was fine with all his erratic movement.

you locked the car door, joining him on the bench. you licked your ice cream and observed the scenery. it was a beautiful little park, a blue pond sitting in the corner of the landscape. trees were blooming, little pink buds at the end of several branches.

"so, noona," he started breaking the silence, "why did you become a maid rather than a translator?"

you thought for a moment, humming slightly in thought. "i mean, i would be happy with either jobs. but my friend was telling me about how her grandma had passed because no one was watching over her, it made me re-think my decision." you spoke the truth to taehyung, a soft smile on your face. "i got really lucky with this job, however. you guys are really too generous."

he shook his head and took a lick of his ice cream, "no, we just know how to treat people correctly. jin and yoongi are the heads of the house, unofficially but they are the most responsible, and they both agree that they both don't like it when people arent treated correctly. or aren't paid the amount they should."

your heart warmed at how sweet the two boys were. they were so considerate and kind, it was really heart warming to know there were people still like that.

"oh, i'm glad that they're equal minded. you all seem equal minded and open." he nodded in agreement to your words, an appreciative smile on his lips. you finished your ice cream and stood up to find a nearby trash can to throw the cup away.

"wait, i have another question, don't go yet," he said hurriedly, like he was afraid you were going to leave him at the park. his hand shot out to your wrist, holding you still.

a short chuckle left your lips, "tae, chill. I'm just going to throw this out."

he stared at you for a moment, "you promise?" the tone of seriousness laced in his voice was a bit alarming but you brushed it off. "yes, tae, i promise." he finally let you go, nodding slowly. as you walked to the nearby trashcan you could feel his eyes trail after you.

so when you joined his side, he clasped his hands with yours. "i'm sorry, just feeling a little stressed right now." he emphasized the word 'stressed' and you nodded. remembering on his file, it said too much stress could lead to an episode of his. you held his hand equally as tight, looking at him with a soft smile.

"i'm not gonna ask wh-"

"i thought you were going to leave me here," he said with a ragged breath, "it's a little thing, but i got worried, sorry. i get worried easily."

you nodded in understanding, waving your hand dismissively, "don't apologize. what were you wanting to ask earlier?" your thumb rubbed against the back of his hand and you didn't know how thankful he was for your touch. his worries were dying down already, positively because of your prescence and touch. if he was at home alone, he would've snapped already. you really were a blessing to have. it was a shame he had to share you.

"have you had any other jobs before this one?"

"yes, i did." you answered openly. "i was offered to be a translator for an american company stationed here. they needed a translator, but the way i was treated there made me quit. besides, that place had shut down a few weeks later, so i guess i got really lucky. after that i applied for a job at the nursing home. occasionally, i had side jobs to care for those with mental disorders and such."

he nodded along, already knowing that information. in fact, he felt he knew it too well. he remembered when jin had conveyed that message to him. he snapped that day when he heard you were being mistreated. he was also the one who wanted you to come and join them instead, encouraging the others to send that letter to you.

"i see, well the job must've sucked anyway." he said, beginning to lighten the mood. "we're happy we have you though. you're not the only grateful one~"

his comments made you smile, forgetting about what you were previously talking about.

"why are you so curious anyway?"

he lifted an eyebrow, pouting a bit, "can't be curious about our sweet little maid." your nose scrunched at the comment, not sure if it was a negative or positive.

"i mean, i guess you're right. curiosity did kill the cat though," you winked playfully, chuckling alongside him.

"however, i am satisfied with those answers." he smirked back, taking a bite out of his cone. as he chewed his phone began to ring. his hands were full however, one of his hands holding his cone, the other holding yours. his grip on your hand tightened a bit, telling you he didn't want to let go.

he nodded, saying it was alright to check his phone. so, hesitantly however, you grabbed his phone and your expression eased when you read the name.

'jungkookie'

"its jungkook."

"oh just answer it," he nods once again, "what does he need now?"

you swiped on the screen if his phone, putting it on speaker so taehyung could talk.

"what do you need kookie?" he spoke casually, biting off another piece of cone.

"i-i need you to come get me, please. i-can't b-breathe."

taehyung was more on guard now, getting up and biting down the last of the ice cream cone. "we gotta go back to the university. quickly." you swallowed harshly, getting up and starting the car. taehyung got in after you, calmly (surprisingly) speaking to jungkook on the other end.

"hey, kook, listen to me. i know it feels suffocating, but listen to me okay," heavy breathing was heard on the other end, "y/n is here, okay? she's here. she is here."

you glanced at taehyung questionably, wondering why it mattered whether or not you were, in fact, here.

"y-y-y/n?" his voice was shaky, hiccupping heard afterwords. "yo-you're there?" a strong wheeze was heard after that. it encouraged you to really race through the streets, no matter how close it was. he needed someone, now.

"yeah, i'm here. where are you jungkook? me and tae are gonna get you, okay? focus for a moment and tell us where you are." your words were rushed and you were afraid he wouldnt be able to comprehend what you were saying.

"eas-east building, floor-r 1, right by econ."

you shut your door, loud enough for a lot of people to stare in confusion. taehyung led you to the building and inside to where jungkook said he was.

you saw the younger boy, knees to his chest, tears streaming down his face, the hand clenching his phone so tightly you swore you almost saw a crack forming.

"kook!" taehyung called out, rushing to kneel by his younger friend's side. "you're okay. i got you, i got you."

➣jeon jeongguk

21 years old. medium dark brown hair(wings/ynwa era). takes singing and dancing seriously, passionate about both activities. has terrible anxiety, but still is able to attract all the girls on campus with his seemingly innocent and boyish look. however, jungkook only has his eyes on one girl.

jungkook shook his head 'no,' pushing past him to stumble to his legs. he got up and ran into your arms, sobbing into your shoulder. his grip was tight around you, like he never wished to let go. softly, you could hear your name being muttered over and over. his body shook, the wetness of his tears soaking through your shirt's fabric.

"hey. it's alright, i'm here. i'm here, it's okay."

his body shook even more violently with his sobs, squeezing you even tighter. "do-don't go, st-stay."

"i'm not going anywhere. hey, breathe in and out with me, okay?" you didn't care about your surroundings and brought you two down to the ground. "look at me, listen to me."

he did as told, staring at you with his red, doe eyes. when you made sure he was paying attention, you took in deep breaths for him to mimic. his eyes stayed on your lips, following after you. although he did have hiccups in between some breaths, he managed to steady himself.

taehyung, slightly jealous, stayed silent. jungkook was wrapped in your arms, head resting in the crook of your neck. you looked at taehyung, nodding to him, saying he should go to his class now before he misses it. he hesitantly leaves, waving bye to you as you try to comfort jungkook more.

from your experience with past patients and by what recently happened, you could assume jungkook had a panic attack. you shuffled both of you over to sit on the couch which was in the corner of the room. students had poured into the building, following their schedule. some paid no mind as others didn't bother hiding their stare. even when his sniffles were gone and the tears were long gone, he was still holding tightly onto you. his arm wrapped around your own, making him look like a lost child.

suddenly, there was a man that walked up to you two. "hey, is mr. jeon doing alright?"

with the way he held himself, his speech, and his clothing, you could only think that he was the dean of their school. "yes, he should be alright, now." he nodded and looked at the cowering jungkook.

"jungkook, you can take the day off if you would like. some students were telling me this episode was worse than the ones before." you turned to jungkook, asking if he would like going home. he nods, pushing himself closer to you.

"if it's alright, jungkookie would like to leave with noona," he says in a quiet voice. the dean nods, holding his hand for you to shake which you do briefly. he leaves the building and you turn to jungkook with a soft smile.

"if you have everything on you now, we can go home." speaking softly, you gently squeeze his hand. ever since he had calmed down, he seemed to be a bit aloof. you weren't going to question it, assuming he was just really coming back and calming down.

so you picked the backpack up for him, guiding the straps to his shoulders and walked hand-in-hand with him to the car. you opened his door for him, reminding him to put his seat belt on before you entered through your side of the car.

"noona," his quiet voice started, "jungkookie is sorry for causing trouble. i-i was just really anxious and ever-rything felt too close." there was a tremble in his tone and you shook your head in objection to his apologies.

"hey, you don't need to apologise, there should be no need for you to apologize for something you couldn't control. and don't even call it trouble, you caused me no trouble," although your eyes were trained on the road, the smile on your lips was directed to him.

jungkook chewed on his lip, watching your soft expression. he felt like there were butterflies in his stomach from the sweet, kind smile on your face. he had only dreamt of seeing it up close and have it directed to him before.

"noona, jungkookie thinks you're sooo pretty! this pretty!" he blurted, stretching his arms wide open, almost hitting you with his palm.

you flinched slightly at the sudden outburst, stopping at the red light and taking your time to inspect him. "jungkook, you alright?"

"jungkookie is okay now! now that noona is here! and she's sharing all of her happiness and smiles, so of course jungkookie okay."

his tone, which was lighter and higher than usual, his words, speaking in third person, his sudden switch in action - he had changed to an alter of his. why had it taken you so long to figure that much out? it said on his file he had DID, why couldn't you piece two aand two together?

you also read that same night when you were researching their own disorders, people switch alters or heads when they might be feeling temendously anxious or they were triggered to. some people with DID find it to be a protecting or shielding mechanism. what exactly happened at school with jungkook today?

"well, jungkookie," you started slowly. he had nodded eagerly, loving the sound of his name falling off of your lips.

"yes noona?" you swear, there were hearts twirling around his head as stars filled his eyes.

"how about i drop you off at home, we can watch some shows, and then we can go pick up the two others together?"

"hmm," he hummed thoughtfully, lower lip jutted out, "jungkookie is a little tired. but maybe if i take a nappy, i can be okay!"

the cheerful and childish response made you smile in relief. who knows maybe it would be better if jungkook stayed home when you went to pick up the boys. so you parked the car in their driveway, bouncing over to open jungkook's door for him.

you unlocked the house door with your own key and the ones inside the house immediately padded over.

"the dean called. said jungkookie had a panic attack and was excused from class. he isn't hurt is he?" you shook your head silently, watching the 3 boys, minus yoongi (he was watching carefully from the sidelines though), was inspecting jungkook, asking him all kinds of questions.

"he isn't hurt," you answered for them, "but he changed alters."

there was a silent pause between everyone, except jungkook who was thumping his foot against the floor. "hyungs! can i take y/n upstairs so we can play with my games?" he had bounced around jin's wheel chair, an excited smile on his face.

"hold on a second bunny, why don't you set up while we talk to y/n here?" the youngest settled for that idea, running up the stairs. when all of them made sure it was clear, they heaved a sigh of relief.

"jungkook in his headspace is usually really in control, so i hope he didn't cause too much trouble for you," jin said with an apologetic smile.

"no he was perfectly fine. it just shocked me a bit, i didn't expect to see jungkook in his little mind space for a while." namjoon leaned over, lowering his voice in safety so jungkook could hear, "it means he trusts you enough to become a little."

the rest of them nodded, agreeing with namjoon. they were about to say something when your phone started vibrating. jimin was calling.

"hello-"

"5th avenue, the corner of that street, right in front of the McDonald's! come quick!!"

it became obvious they needed a ride so you hung up, turning back to the boys.

"he'll be okay with me gone, right?"

they shared a glance before nodding, urging you to get the rest of the boys. so you left, going to the address jimin said in his quick message.

little did you know that while you were gone, jungkook would only get more stubborn and whiney, as the eldest hyungs had to deal with their giant man-baby who had been repeatedly yelling your name after finding out you had left. surprisingly he wasn't crying, just stomping his feet out of frustration.

it didn't matter to jin, the headache he felt was the same from the continuous cry of your name. let's just hope you don't come back home to see how terrible they were at controlling a little jungkook.

YO this chapter literally has double the words than it does with hyung line....I feel bad but i swear i dont have a preference for either line!!

anyway, I apologize for any mistakes and just a side note - its undecided what Jungkook's little age is but I'm gonna range it from 3-5 or smth like that.........(he does have other personalities/ alters - they just haven't been triggered yet 👀)

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Nothing’s Fair in Love and War - Three

Title: Nothing’s Fair in Love and War Fandom: Peaky Blinders Pairing: Thomas Shelby x Daphne Scott (OFC) Warnings: Swearing, I guess. Word Count: 5019 Author's Note: Sorry for the delay. Life has been a bitch this week and I was hating everything I wrote. Thanks to everybody that liked and commented on the fic, honorary mentions to @blues022​, @livingmybestfakelife​, @livvtheangel​ and @stressedandbandobessed7771​ - thank you all for taking your time to review this, it makes my heart swoon with happiness. @livvtheangel​ kindly asked for me to add some kind of separation between the scenes to make it easier to read, I have already done it on the other parts and will do it in every chapter from now on. It was supposed to have a blank space between the scenes but God knows what happened. Let me know if its better this way. And, finally, before I go, @stressedandbandobessed7771​ asked to be tagged in the series, which I'm going to do from now on, and I wanted to let you all know that if anybody wants to be tagged too, let me know. As always, this haven’t been proofread, so feel free to report any mistakes back to me; warnings are expecific for each chapter. Also, your feedback is also highly appreciated. I relly hope you like this one. Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended.

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Chapter Summary: Daphne receives a very unexpected invitation while the Shelby's have to deal with Sabini's retaliation. Tommy buys a new horse and gets to know a possible new asset at the same time that Polly tries to understand what is the nature of his interest in the woman working with Solomons. Ada has a heart to heart with her friend and Alfie makes a surprise for Daphne.

Three

“Next month?!” Daphne’s shocked expression and high-pitched tone of voice made the engaged couple laugh. William was a little behind them, by the door, a smirk on his face. “Now I understand what you’re saying about them hushing things.”

“You never believe me.” Daphne just rolled her eyes at his mockery before Jane quipped in her defense.

“Well, you have a habit of overreacting about things.” The doctor narrowed his eyes to looks at his sister.

“Always knew that you were going to be a little traitor.” They all laughed, apart from William, although everyone knew that it was just an act.

“Nothing like a little display of sibling love by the Weston’s.” Alfie commented, surprising Daphne with his good mood. The last few days had been a little strange for them, both had totally ignored the episode of the window, but his words kept coming back to haunt the woman every time she looked at him. She was distracted observing him when their eyes met, Alfie gave her a heartwarming smile that Daphne promptly returned.

“We are always happy to entertain, Alfie.” There was false mockery in his tone.

“But we didn’t come here for William to complain about everything.” She turned to face the other woman, her expression was serious but joyful. “I want you to be my maid of honor.” Daphne blinked a few times, shock washing trough her. She expected to be invited to the weeding, of course - the two of them were good friends, after all – but being Jane’s maid of honor wasn’t something that she had in mind.

“Oh, I… Of course. It will be my pleasure.” Jane got up to embrace her friend, bubbling with happiness.

“William here already accepted to be the best man, despite his constants complains.” That resulted in Charles receiving a slap on the back of the head, given by his future brother-in-law, making them all laugh aloud.

“In all these years that I know him I never saw William do anything without complaining.” He looked at Daphne shaking his head.

“What’s this, a plot to ruin my reputation?”

“What reputation, mate?” Charles chocked in laughter and soon the others accompanied him.

“Et tu, Brute?”

“What can I say, mate. You make it too easy, aye.” When they all recovered from their laughter, Jane addressed herself to the gangster.

“Of course you’re invited too, Alfie.”

“And I will be there, for sure. Wouldn’t miss William’s speech for anything.” That was something that Daphne had missed, the friendly banter between Alfie and William, that brought a genuine smile to her face that didn’t escaped Alfie’s eyes.

“The betrayal. I thought we were friends, Solomons.” The doctor complained while Alfie just shrugged.

“What can I say, business is business, my friend.”

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“This had better be good to interrupt my holiday.” Polly rushes into the betting shop after John has opened the door that connects it to the house. It’s clear that she is in a hurry and in no mood to small talk.

“Where's the boy?” Arthur asked when she was putting her things on the table.

“In the back room. I only brought him because afterwards we're going to the museum.” Another obvious thing was that she didn’t wanted Michael involved in the family business, even though she knew it was an herculean task.

“He wanted to come in and say hello but...”

“Shut up, John. There is nothing of interest to Michael in this room.” Said nephew stopped talking altogether, looking a little dismayed. “Tommy, get on with it.”

“Last night, one of our men had his throat cut in Winson Green. This morning, I had a telegram to say it was Sabini who ordered it.”

“And it says here that Thomas Shelby's next.” Arthur added, ripping said telegram into pieces. Despite the death threat on his life, Thomas didn’t looked that concerned, like he wasn’t with most things. Just another day in the job.

“If our men think we can't look after them in prison, they'll not work for us. Sabini knows that. So we need to get the Green sorted out. Scudboat, you and one of the boys. Break a couple of windows and get yourselves arrested. I'll have our coppers get you into the Green and you can find the bastards who did it.”

“Instead of breaking a window, can we pinch a car?” All of the men, besides from Tommy, start laughing. “What? Everybody else is getting a bloody car. I'm still on a donkey.”

“All right, just get yourselves fucking arrested, it doesn't matter how. And before you all laugh, a boy is dead. He was just a kid. We'll start a fund for his family, Pol.”

“Agreed.” The woman says, solemnly. “So is that it? Can I go now?” She starts picking up her things just to hear Tommy talking again.

“Well, as company treasurer, I need your permission to spend a thousand guineas.” That makes her stop and look at him.

“On what?”

“On a horse.”

“A thousand guineas on a horse?”

“That's right.”

“When was this decided?” She starts passing, deep in thinking.

“You've been busy with Michael.” He knew that she would question it but this was a means to an end. Sometimes it was difficult to make people see what he saw. Even Polly.

“Oh, my God. So, in the absence of common sense, you boys have had an idea.”

“Polly there's a thoroughbred quarter-Arab filly up for auction at the Doncaster Blood Stock.” Polly looks at him.

“What do we want with a thousand guinea horse?” Tommy sighs, before explaining.

“When we make our move on Sabini's racing pitches, any men we get into the betting enclosure will be lifted by Sabini's police. A good racehorse is a passport to the owner's enclosure.”

“We'll be in there with all the toffs. Coppers won't know where to look.” Arthur adds and John accompanies him, excitedly.

“Yeah, the Epsom Derby, Pol. We'll be drinking with the bloody King.”

“The Derby? Did he say the Derby?” The glare Thomas gave to his younger brother erased the smile in John’s face while he lowered his head. The leader of the Peaky Blinders took a deep breath and cleared his throat before speaking.

“That's right. For the last ten years, Sabini has made it his race. If we're going to take him down, might as well make it there as a symbol.”

“Did you come up with this idea in a pub by any chance?” Her tone was drenched in pure sarcasm.

“Pol a good racehorse is an investment, like property. We need to diversify the portfolio.”

“So when is this sale?”

“Tomorrow.”

“And Tommy's had a death threat so we'll have to go with him for protection.” The older of the Shelby siblings explained.

“So, you're going to close up the shop, go out on a piss-up and blow a thousand guineas on a horse that's not even whole Arab?”

“Quarter Arab is better! Quarter Arab, it means...” Polly cuts him off.

“Curly, shut up.” The door that connects the betting shop to the house open to reveal Michael. Polly instantly looks reprovingly at John. “I thought I told you to lock that door.”

“He did. I used the key on the nail.” The younger boy explains. “Look, I've been listening. I want to go with them.”

“You see?!” The Shelby matriarch throws her arms up in exasperation while Tommy looks at his cousin.

“I love horses. I could even help!” The excitement mixed with hope that his mother would allow him to go with his cousins was evident in Michael’s face.

“Over my dead body.” The older woman said, crossing her arms.

“It'll be all right, Mum. I've been to loads of horse auctions before with my uncle. They're very respectable. People bring their butlers.”

“Yeah, and their posh wives!” Arthur said, smirking and taking a sip of his whiskey.

“And their mistresses.” Added John, elbowing his cousin while they laughed.

“Let him come, Polly.” Arthur tried to convince the woman. “We'll go there, buy a horse, come back.”

“I'll drop him back at the house in Sutton before it gets dark.” Promised John to his aunt.

“No. Fucking no.” Michael left the room slamming the door behind him, clearly upset. Polly looked at Thomas and after a minute that seemed to last too long, he treated to clear the room.

“All right, that's it. Back to work.” All of the men started to leave, going back to his own tasks. John stayed behind, approaching his aunt.

“Come on! Aunt Pol, when I was Michael's age, I'd killed a hundred men and seen a thousand die. If you want to scare that kid away forever, carry on how you are going. If you want him to stay, let him come.”

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Thomas couldn’t say that he was surprised to see his aunt entering his office later that day. After the incident with Michael earlier he expected that she would come around, he just didn’t predicted the reason why she wanted to talk to him.

“How’s Michael?” He asked when she took a sit in one of the chairs in front of his desk, his eyes not leaving the papers he was analyzing.

“Beaming with happiness now that he wored me down to go with you lot, tomorrow.” She answered with a sigh. “But that’s not what bought me here.”

“What it is then?”

“That woman” Polly started, waiting for his attention to be back on her, but he ignored it completely, the only reaction that she got was his pen freezing for a couple of seconds “the one you and Ada were taking to at the Garrison.”

“What about her?” His tone was dismissive, however, his aunt wasn’t foolish. She was pissed off with him that night at the reopening of the Garrison, but she most definitely saw his interaction with the unknown woman that had arrived and departed of the pub like smoke, but not before drawing all eyes to her.

“Who is she?”

“She is the woman who works with Solomons.” He hoped that would end with the interrogation but he wasn’t that lucky.

“The one you were curious about?” Tommy exhaled loudly, dropping the document he was currently reading to look at his aunt.

“Yeah, that would be her.”

“She knows our Ada.” She would have asked Ada about the woman if she had had the chance, – her niece certainly would be less evasive than Thomas -but her son had appeared at her door and the subject escaped to the back of her mind. Also, the gipsy woman needed to see his reaction to know if they were going to have another problem like they had with that barmaid.

“Yes, they know each other from London.”

“I want to meet her.” He wrinkled his forehead.

“Why?”

“Because the last time a woman caught your attention your judgment became clouded and we both know that it didn’t end well.”

“It’s not like that.”

“Maybe not yet, but I know the look in your eyes. She intrigues you. I noticed the first time you talked about her. I brushed it off because I thought it was just because of the business, but the way you behaved yourself around her that night at the Garrison tells me otherwise.” Thomas takes a deep breath but does not confirm or denies her suspicions.

“I’m certain that Ada can schedule tea for you three...”

“No. I want you to be there.” She wanted to see firsthand how he reacted to this girl because the last thing that Polly trusted was in men and their cocks. Thomas wasn’t the worst of the Shelby brothers in this topic – John was the man whore of the three of them – but since he was in charge of things in the family, the potential of trouble was higher.

“I will see what I can do.”

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“To the premises of Mr. Charles Strong, Small Heath.” The man wrote down on the book before looking up at Tommy. “What kind of premises?”

“Boat yard.” The Brummie answered unamused.

“Yachts?”

“Canals.”

“I'm curious. What is your business, Mr. Shelby?” The man asked, giving Tommy a piece of paper.

“Import, export.” Before he left, Tommy added. “But I also sell pegs and tell fortunes.”

“You beat us to it.” The feminine voice made him stop and turn around - it was the woman of the auction. The one who had been stealing glances at the gangster since they arrived.

“Did I?”

“I was trying to nab a filly for my stud.” Thomas knew that she was only trying to catch his attention, but he played along.

“Sorry.”

“Thomas Shelby from where?” He took a deep breath before answering.

“From Birmingham.”

“Goodness!” There was a certain amount of surprise in her voice, mixed with shock.

“No, not much.”

“May Carleton.” She extended her hand for him and he took it. “I breed racehorses and train them. What is it you do?”

“I rarely answer questions, is what I do.”

“Tommy, come on, hurry up! We've got to go!” Arthur shouted in the background, laughing.

“Well, before you go, if you ever decided to put that filly out, I'd be interested in having her.”

“I plan to race her.” She looked at him surprised.

“Do you have a trainer?”

“I know people.”

“I know people, too.” The woman replied giving Tommy her card.

“Tommy! We've got to get this kid back before dark or Polly will have your balls!” John shouted this time while they all laughed.

“She will have 'em!” Arthur quipped in.

“We know different people, I would guess.” Tommy just ignored his brother’s giggles in the background.

“My father knows Mick Hancock. Trained three Ascot winners.”

“Oh, so that was your father?” He was right, them. She was talking to him for a reason – a reason that didn’t involve the horse at all.

“Yes. We're joint owners of the stud. He took the majority share when my husband was killed. Ypres.”

“Tommy! We've got to get back to the caravans! The chickens are hungry!” May looked at them and chuckled before asking.

“So will you consider me?”

“I will consider you.”

“You still didn't tell me what you do.” Tommy turned to face her again.

“Oh, I do bad things. But you already know that.” She could be a good asset for their plan and maybe – hopefully - help him get his mind off of the damn mystery that was Daphne Scott.

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Things have been quite calm for Daphne since she received Jane’s invitation to be her maid of honor. She saw the girl almost daily now, helping her prepare everything that was needed for the ceremony in such a short time. To say that the youngest of the Weston’s siblings was beaming with joy would be an understatement – she was all smiles and compliments and it ended up rubbing off on Daphne, even if just a little bit.

She had met William a couple of times too, since he was involved in the preparations as much as her seeing that he wasn’t just the best man but also the bride’s older brother. He tried to sound annoyed in every meeting, but Daphne knew that he was happy for the couple, just worried that his little sister would be out of his sight from now on.

Alfie was an entirely different matter. Things had been as normal as you would expect between them. No more visits from Thomas Shelby, no more employees being knocked out cold, everything seemed to run smoothly. However, Daphne knew in her heart that something wasn’t right. More than once, she had caught him staring at her from the distance with a frown on his face, deep in thinking. He usually did not even noticed that she had caught him staring, but when he did, the Jew made quick work to turn the other way, pretending that nothing happened.

In all the years she had known him, Daphne never gave too much though about the reasons why he kept her around. Alfie wasn’t exactly what you could call “a man of his word”. She had seen him betray his associates for his own benefit more than once - and being brutally honest, she couldn’t say that if the roles were reversed she would have done different. With her, thought, he always had been anything but loyal. He had helped her in the moment she most needed and they constructed a strong bond. Strong enough for her to consider him family.

In all the years they have worked together, they learned how to read each other – that was one of the reasons why they functioned so well as partners. And that’s why she knew she wasn’t going crazy because he was, most certainly, hiding something from her. His words kept hammering in her head: “Do you trust me? Because sometimes I wish you didn’t.”.

“You look like Tommy.” Daphne blinked a few times while looking at Ada.

“What?”

“You do this thing of looking straight away, to nowhere, not blinking or moving while you’re deep in thinking. He does that sometimes.” Ada laughed when the other woman raised one eyebrow at her. “I can’t help it if you two have so much in common.” There was a pause while she poured the both of them another cup of tea. “He’s been asking about you.”

“Who?” Ada rolled her eyes, sitting down on the chair again.

“You know who. My knucklehead of a brother.” Daphne laughed at that while the other woman just observed her carefully. There was a hint of concern in her voice when she asked “Why is he so interested in you, Daph?”

“It’s not in me he’s interested in, it’s in my relationship with Alfie.” Or so she had been trying to convince herself. Since she last talked to Harriet Daphne had been trying to figure out what she felt towards the Brummie gangster, with no luck so far. It seemed that the much she thought about it more confused she was getting.

“Forgive me if I don’t believe in that for a second. I know my brother and the way he looks at you has nothing to do with curiosity about your relationship with Solomons.” Daphne had no answer to that so she took a sip of her tea trying to ignore Ada’s scrutinizing gaze.

“Just be careful, okay.”

“Ada, even if he is interested in me it doesn’t mean that anything will happen. Even if I was interested in him too.” Daphne regretted her words the moment they left her mouth.

“Are you?”

“Am I what?”

“Interested in him?” There was a long silence where the two of them just stared at each other. “Just have in mind that Tommy usually gets what he wants and this not necessarily means that it will be what you want too.”

“Ada…”

“I really like you, Daph. And I know that deep down my brother is a good man. He’s just… Not the same since he came back from the war and I would hate to see him hurt you.” Neither of them had the time to address the subject further since Karl entered the room in a rush going straight to Daphne’s lap. As they both giggled at something that the little boy had done, the topic dissipated in the air. The unfinished conversation had to wait for another time.

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When they entered the pub everyone stood up, clapping their hands as they passed. Daphne just looked at Alfie and he only shrugged, a hand on her back to guide her through the crowd. Some of the people greeted her on their way to the mezzanine just beside the stage.

“I’ll bloody kill you, Solomons.” She said to him through clenched teeth and he laughed at her, whispering into her ear.

“No, you won’t love.” Despite being pissed off at him for ignoring her wishes of not doing anything at her birthday, Daphne couldn’t help but feel touched by his gesture.

“You tricked me into this.” He made her stop at the base of the stairs that lead to the mezzanine beside the stage, turning her to face him and resting his hands on her arms.

“I knew that it was the only way for you to come, don’t blame me for wanting to see you happy.” The young woman just nodded, ignoring all the eyes on them, before she let him lead her upstairs. She recognized almost all of the faces that turned to look at them when they arrived on the mezzanine – Ollie and his wife, Jane and Charles, William, Harriet, some of their work associates, Ada and Karl, but her eyes were instantly draw to a pair of blue irises fixed on her. His stare was so intense that she felt like getting lost in them, but the connection was broken when Karl escaped Ada’s arms and run right to her screaming “Dee Dee”, making everyone smile. She caught him by reflex while he hugged her.

“Mommy said that this was for you. She said it is your birrr…” He gave her a package that Daphne knew contained a book all the while struggling to say the word birthday. She smiled and kissed him on the check.

“Birthday, sweet pea.” Alfie chuckled behind them while Ada walked to them.

“That it.”

“What have I told you about running away from me, Karl?” It was always amazing to see Ada step into her motherly figure.

“But it was Dee Dee!” The boy protested snuggling into Daphne’s neck while the woman smiled.

“It doesn’t matter, you can’t do that, Karl.”

“It’s okay, Ada. He won’t do it again.” Karl straightened himself to look at Daphne. “Will he?”

“No, Dee Dee.” She smiled at him again and he gave her a kiss on the check. Ada could do nothing but shake her head.

“That’s a good boy.” Daphne placed him on the ground and Ada stepped closer to hug her.

“Happy Birthday, Daph. I know you hate it, but try and have some fun, will you?” They looked at each other for a moment.

“I won’t promise you anything.” The two smiled at each other and Ada hushed Karl back to where they were sitting so Daphne could talk to the other guests.

Jane almost knocked her out to the ground in a very good mimicking of what Karl had just done while everyone laughed. Charles was right behind her - the couple seemed to be stuck into a bubble of unbreakable happiness. William was trying – and failing miserably – to hide a smile right behind them.

“Trying to maintain your reputation of ‘The grumpy Weston’, I see.”

“Somebody has too.” He smiled, before hugging her. “Happy Birthday, Daph.”

“Okay, can you release her now? She’s not exclusively yours, you know?” They separated themselves from the embrace and laughed at Harriet standing right behind them, hands on her waist as if she was about to give them the scold of their lives.

“You and your wonderful timing, as always.” William huffed, rolling his eyes and receiving a slap on the arm from Daphne.

“Get away, lover boy.” The courtesan jested, smiling bright at Daphne before taking her in a hug like the others. “Are you okay?” The question was asked quietly, just for Daphne to hear. They kept each other close after they parted from the hug.

“I will be.” Harriet knew that it was a lie – Daphne was not okay, she would never be okay, not entirely and the sadness in her eyes proved that. She wanted to convince her friend that she could be happy, she should be happy, but sometimes the woman could be as headstrong as Alfie. Harriet just nodded and Daphne moved onto the next person that was waiting to greet her, with the Jew following her closely.

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The blood red of the dress contrasted with her skin and for a moment, Tommy let his eyes wander down her body. The sleeveless piece of clothing was sophisticatedly draped with intricate embroidery at the front, the velvet was loose on her curves, marked only at the waist but the back had a low-cut that showed a good amount of her skin, since her hair was loosely tied. The golden locket always around her neck.

Thomas felt pulled by her presence like a moth to a flame. He observed, curiously, as she crossed the room with Alfie right behind her, all eyes on her. Then it took him by surprise the way his nephew had run to her, hugging and kissing her as if she was family. He already knew that she and Ada were close but he was right in assuming – after Ada called her by a nickname – that their bond was stronger than he had predicted.

Polly noticed the way Tommy’s eyes were immediately attracted to the woman the moment she entered the pub. She took her time observing the girl too. It was undeniable that she was beautiful – all soft curves, long hair and a smile that could light up the whole room – but there was something more, something about the way she carried herself that made people captivated by her.

She watched Thomas observing the girl and immediately recognized the spark in his eyes – there was no denying that he was attracted to her, Polly wanted to know in what extent. The older woman saw the same spark in Daphne’s eyes when their eyes crossed just before Karl jumped into the woman’s arms. Her relationship with Ada was something that Polly would explore later, because there was no way that her niece would have left Karl around someone she didn’t trusted.

“That woman over there isn’t Harriet?” John’s voice broke the spell and Tommy looked at the woman his brother was talking about – it was the brunette, dressed in a tight navy blue skirt and white blouse mocking a the man who was hugging Daphne at the moment.

“Harriet? You must be crazy Jhonny, boy. This can’t be…” Arthur’s mouth fell open before he could finish the sentence.

“The owner of one of the most famous brothels in London?” John looked at the older Shelby, smugly, but Tommy’s attention was securely held by the interaction between Daphne and the man that had just hugged her. He seemed like one of those rich gentlemen that every mother wanted for their daughters at the same time that he held an air of rebellion. What made Thomas wary was the way his touch lingered on Daphne who seemed unbothered by it.

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Daphne graciously greeted everyone in the mezzanine – everyone except for the group of people watching her on the other side of the mezzanine. She looked at Alfie that just motioned for her to follow him.

“And I took the opportunity to invite the rest of the Shelby clam, so we could get acquaintance, aye. Now, you already know Tommy here, this is the rest of his family.”

“Arthur Shelby, at your service.” The eldest of the brothers kissed the back of Daphne’s hand, making her smile.

“Daphne Scott.”

“John Shelby, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He mimicked his older brother moves, a flirtatious smile on his face.

“Likewise. You aren’t supposed to have a wife, somewhere?” Arthur almost spat his drink trying to contain his laughter and John cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. Alfie chuckled behind her.

“She had to stay home with the kids.”

“Send her my regards, then.” He nodded at her, clearly not used being caught flirting like that. Daphne’s eyes then stopped in the older woman beside Thomas. She was staring at her quizzically but there was a hint of a smile on her features.

“Polly Gray.” She took a second too much to extend her hand for the younger woman to take, probably trying to make a point. Her grip was firm but so was Daphne’s – two could play at this game.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. Ada talks greatly of you.” The girl knew how to play, Polly had to give her that. The way she handed John’s flirting showed that she knew how to handle herself and, most importantly, that she had done her fair share of research on them. By bringing Ada into the conversation right now, she was trying to gain the older woman’s good graces.

“Funny thing is that she never mentioned you.”

“I had to keep her away from the bunch of you or otherwise she would have left running.” Ada quipped in, having just arrived back at the mezzanine after going to the bathroom, before Daphne could say anything.

“Well, she is not running.” Her hazel eyes encountered Tommy’s when he spoke, keeping himself beside his aunt. Daphne held his gaze when she answered.

“It takes a lot more to make me run.”

“I hear that a happy birthday is in order.” He extended his hand to her, that she took without question, the touch lasting a minute longer than it should.

“Dee Dee, are you going to have a cake?” Daphne released Tommy’s hand to lower herself to Karl’s level before talking to the little boy.

“Maybe. Why? Will you want some?”

“’Cause when it’s your birrr…” She smiled again.

“Birthday.”

“Yeah, you have to blow the candles, right?”

“That’s right, lad. Do you want to go see if Daph’s cake is ready?” Daphne was amused at how shocked everyone looked when Alfie lowered himself at her side to talk with the little boy, who looked at him shyly. Karl looked at his mother who nodded at him, before looking at Daphne again.

“Will you help me blow out the candles?” He only nodded excitedly, before taking the hand that Alfie offered him and the two of them walked to the kitchen. When Daphne straightened herself, observing Alfie and Karl going down the stairs seemingly in a happy conversation, she directed herself to her friend. “That was a low blow, even for you.”

“What can I say, we play with the cards we have.”