Now Wait A Damn Minute.

Daddy

fr and he’s not even my bias

I scroll through the Jongho tag on tiktok and start chewing on my hand and scratching on the walls

Teenage boys can jerk off to empty eyed soulless anime waifu hentai girls getting humiliated or murdered, but God forbid a teenage girl imagine Sasuke and Naruto getting married.

One of these is considered normal and the other is considered creepy, and it's not what it SHOULD be.

!!PLEASE STOP SCROLLING AND READ THIS!!

There's something called a KOSA Bill in the US. It's a project planning to cut off internet access to ALL CHILDREN WORLDWIDE. This means they are banning Chai/C.AI, Wattpad, AO3, Discord, Tumblr, Tiktok, etc.

To make matters worse, parents will have access to their children's internet activity, meaning chats, websites visited, apps opened, etc. Giving them NO privacy whatsoever. Esp. children who are LGBTQIA+, because in the US, it is deemed "inappropriate".

There is a solution to this, however only to people who have Tiktok, there is a user named omarsbigsister, if you check their profile, you can see in their bio it says "STOP KOSA!! ⬇️⬇️"

Below the text, there's a link. Now before you click on the link, there's a video you need to see, giving you instructions on what to do.

This is the video.

Plz do WHATEVER you can to boost this, tag friends, reblog, share, anything will do.

Tags: @randomweebhub @blankdemslate @raymett @donkeybro @corvid-steven @pookie-pie-12 @ipostmyhyperfixationsnshit @ask-the-anonymous-army @fandomsandwriting1 @myclutteredmess-but-reblogs PLS BOOST!!

THIIISSSSSS

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

Every time someone refers to my girl Sevika as a "he", my heart breaks into a million pieces😔

happy born day to me ig :/

- 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

You can only reblog this today.

Hostages tortured to death. Parents executed in front of their children. Doctors beaten. Babies murdered. Sexual assault weaponised. No, not Hamas crimes. This is part of an ever-growing list of documented atrocities committed by Israel in the five months since 7 October – quite separate from the carpet bombing of 2.3 million Palestinians in Gaza and a famine induced by Israel’s obstruction of aid. And yet while the western establishment media has been chock full of the most lurid allegations of savagery directed against Hamas, sometimes with little or no supporting evidence, Israeli atrocities are excused or quickly forgotten. Accusations against Hamas are endlessly reheated to paint a picture of a supremely dangerous and bestial militant group, in turn rationalising the slaughter and starvation of Gaza’s population to “eradicate” it as a terrorist organisation. But equally barbarous atrocities committed by Israel – not in the heat of battle, but in cold blood – are treated as unfortunate, isolated incidents that cannot be connected, that paint no picture, that reveal nothing of import about the military that carried them out. If Hamas’ crimes were so savage and sadistic they still need to be reported months after they took place, why does the establishment media never feel the need to express equal horror and indignation at equivalent or worse acts of cruelty and sadism being inflicted by Israel on Gaza – not five months ago, but right now? Israel's torture of doctors, its sexual assaults of Palestinian women, it's leaving premature babies to die after its forces stormed a hospital. Where is the outrage? This is part of a pattern of behaviour by the western media that leads to only one possible deduction: Israel’s five-month-long attack on Gaza is not being reported. Rather, it is being selectively narrated – and for the most obscene of purposes. Through consistent and glaring failures in their coverage, establishment media – including supposedly liberal outlets, from the BBC and CNN to the Guardian and New York Times – have smoothed the way for Israel to carry out mass slaughter in Gaza, what the World Court has assessed as plausibly a genocide. The role of the media has not been to keep us, their audiences, informed about one of the greatest crimes in living memory. It has been to buy time for US President Joe Biden to keep arming his most useful of client states in the oil-rich Middle East, and to do so without damaging his prospects for re-election in November’s US presidential vote. If Russian President Vladimir Putin was a madman and a barbarous war criminal for invading Ukraine, as every western media outlet agrees, what does that make Israeli officials, when every one of them supports far worse atrocities in Gaza, directed overwhelmingly at civilians? And more to the point, what does that make Biden and the US political class for materially backing Israel to the hilt: sending bombs, vetoing demands for a ceasefire at the United Nations, and freezing desperately needed aid? Worrying about the optics, the president expresses his discomfort, but he carries on helping Israel regardless. While western politicians and commentators worry about some imaginary existential threat those brief events of five months ago pose to the nuclear-armed state of Israel, Israel is quite literally wiping Gaza off the map day by day, quite undisturbed.

Middle East Eye

Torture, executions, babies left to die, sexual abuse… These are Israel’s crimes

Why is the same western media obsessively reheating five-month-old allegations against Hamas so reluctant to focus on Israel’s current, horr

college classes start tomorrow so we’re starting off strong with my favorite teacher.

【𝘔𝘐𝘓𝘋 𝘚𝘗𝘖𝘐𝘓𝘌𝘙𝘚 | 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋 𝘈𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘖𝘞𝘕 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘊𝘙𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕】

𝘚𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘌𝘕𝘛!𝘚𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘈 𝘈𝘐𝘡𝘈𝘞𝘈 𝘟 𝘋𝘖𝘊𝘛𝘖𝘙!𝘔𝘊

𝘞𝘊 : 1,746

𝘔.𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

gonna dive into shouta’s backstory before i introduce the mc.

for starters, he adopted his daughter (her name is kyoko in my drafts) when she was a few months old (her mom was murdered and her dad was on his way to serving a life sentence).

kyoko inherited a cat mutation quirk from her mom (the cuteness aggression somewhat influenced the hastily adoption) and a teleportation quirk from her father. at the ripe age of four, she’s shown up to shouta’s classroom more times than he’d like.

the first time she asked abt her mama, shouta told her she went to go be with the stars.

she a little on the smaller side (preemie baby) and she’s a curious little sweetheart.

she loves coloring and going outside.

she loves her uncle zashi and aunt nemi.

she loves her big brother hito and her best friend kacchan.

and don’t even get me started on her papa, she looks at him like he hung the stars just for her.

insert mc (my oc’s name is suki). she’s the youngest of four. she came along much later so the rest of her family feels somewhat burdened by her.

thankfully her adolescence wasn’t too terrible with her cousin, emi fukukado (✨for the plot ✨), by her side.

suki’s quirk, heal, heals flesh wounds and broken bones. as long as she’s holding a conversation with the injured person, their wounds should heal quite nicely.

after realizing she couldn’t legally use her quirk to help people, suki enrolled in the hero course of a small high school to get her hero license before going to med school.

shouta and suki meet during a night shift at the hospital just a few weeks before the Entrance Exam. he’s injured and frantic and he doesn’t wanna talk, he wants to get out this damn bed and go home.

who is suki to stop him?

(just kidding she threatened to sedate him if he didn’t calm down)

they see each other again at a cat café. suki is reading a new book when shouta walks in with kyoko im his arms. besides a half assed apology from shouta, they don’t interact much.

the next time they see each other is after the USJ incident. shouta’s cooperative and suki does what she can, but the damage is so extensive that shouta still ends up in a full body cast.

at some point after the UA Sports Festival, the two begin spending time together that doesn’t have to do with shouta being hurt.

they don’t really cross the line separating friendship from romance until after he returns from the Forest Training Camp. shouta is set to speak at a press conference and - even though he’s really expressing it - he’s on edge. they’re not together but they are.

shortly after his class takes their Provisional Hero License Exams, shouta meets suki’s cousin at her apartment. imagine his surprise (and anguish) when he sees emi sitting at the dinner table.

shouta ghosts suki for a bit after the Shie Hassaikai raid, but she’s sure his reasoning is good enough. about a week later, he shows up at her apartment unannounced and tells her everything that transpired. her heart breaks for sir nighteye, but it shatters for eri.

shortly after the UA School Festival, suki meets shouta’s closest friends, nemuri kayama and hizashi yamada. that’s a story for another time, though.

shouta broaches the idea of introducing suki to his girls. his friends suggest inviting her over for christmas. when shouta asks her about it, suki immediately bombards him with questions about the dress code and what to get the girls for christmas.

back at home with kyoko and eri, shouta asks about what they want for the upcoming holiday. eri isn’t sure what she wants (she feels bad about asking for stuff). kyoko, though? the one thing she wants is a mommy.

shouta tells his girlfriend suki to get them crafting supplies.

christmas day rolls around. shouta drinks a cup of coffee in the short lived silence before kyoko’s small voice rang out.

“wake up, eri née-chan! it’s christmas! gotta open your presents!”

suki arrives later than anticipated.

eri looks up from the couch and kyoko comes around the corner when she gets there. both are expecting to meet papa’s new friend. however, “new friend” goes completely out the window when kyoko sees the pretty woman taking her shoes off at the door looking just like-

“A MOMMY!”

eri is confused and the color drains straight from shouta’s face.

it only takes a few days for the girls to form a bond with suki (kyoko develops really bad separation anxiety) and by the time the new year comes around, shouta officially has a girlfriend.

suki knows next to nothing about the Paranormal Liberation War, so when one of her coworkers finds her in the break room and tells her about what they heard over the radio, her heart drops. not even an hour later are people (heroes, students, and civilians alike) being rushed in the hospital.

most of the people needing suki’s help are civilians that either got caught in the wreckage or hurt themselves while trying to get away from said wreckage. though she knows it was wishful thinking, suki feels herself getting worked up every time she pulls back a curtain or opens a door and sees someone who isn’t her lover waiting for her.

it’s a few days later that she’s finally able to track down shouta. she’s relieved knowing he’s not in someone’s morgue, but she feels like crying seeing him sat in the hospital bed, bandages wrapped around his face and the bedsheet flat below his right knee.

suki takes it upon herself to tell the girls about aunt nemi. though her heart aches from the loss of her (albeit new) friend, she doesn’t want hizashi and shouta to have to deal with the grief of two little girls on top of their own.

upon shouta’s request, suki moves into the small apartment while he’s still in the hospital. he claims it’s because he doesn’t want his cats to starve, but suki’s almost positive it’s for something else.

kyoko and eri take her around campus and she ends up meeting shouta’s class and and shinsou.

“and mommy, this is my hito onii-chan! papa says he’s not really my onii-chan, but onii-chan says it’s okay! does that mean you’re gonna be onii-chan’s mommy too?”

and that’s how the class (or those who weren’t already aware) found out about their sensei’s relationship.

a bond is quickly formed between suki and the students, especially since some of them are still vulnerable after midnight-sensei’s death.

everyone is on edge leading up to the Final War. with work at the hospital and acting as a makeshift counselor, suki tries to spends as much time with shouta and their his girls as she can.

during the fight, suki is tucked away with the heroes, kyoko sat on her hip and eri stuck to her leg. there’s so much going on, what with (in no particular order) the todoroki family showdown, shouta and hizashi disappearing from the playing field, all might and stain teaming up, and all the students putting their lives on the line.

after what feels like an eternity, there’s an eerie calm before suki gives both little girls kisses on their foreheads and rushes out to help in whatever way she can.

when suki and shouta reunite, she’s too busy fussing over him to notice him looking at her with the softest look he could pull off.

“shouta! oh my god, are you okay? let me look at you. you guys just - turn your head, please - just disappeared! i’m so glad - follow my finger please - so glad you guys are- hey! you aren’t paying attention to anything i’m saying to you right now! you realize- wait you didn’t hit your head, did you? can you hear what i’m saying right now?”

a beat and then-

“i love you so damn much.”

hizashi turns away just in time for shouta to grab suki by the waist and pull her in for a kiss.

✦ Epilogue Arc ✦

eight years later, shouta is still teaching at ua high. suki’s making her way up the charts at the hospital.

shouta’s old students have a tendency to seak her out specifically whenever they show up injured. they fully expect the lecture they get every time.

“eijirou, i keep telling you, you can’t give everyone the benefit of the doubt!”

“katsuki, you can not talk to people that way! that’s how you end up in situations like this!”

“denki! how did you even-!”

she’ll claim she doesn’t have a favorite but everyone knows it’s-

“shoto what happened to you? oh, you poor thing, come here so i can get that taken care of.”

shortly after their wedding, shouta and suki moved their family out of the small apartment on campus and into a comfortable sized house not too far from their respective places of work.

hitoshi tries to come by at least once a week for dinner per kyoko’s request. the young man confides in his mentor how he’d come over had the young girl never asked in the first place.

“it’s like a second home.”

shouta keeps it to himself.

eri thrives as a ua hero course student. she comes home everyday and tells her mom about how her day went.

“OH! and mama! i had practice against one of my classmates! she’s really big, and she beat me, but i think i’ll get her next time!”

kyoko is planning to follow in her big sister’s footsteps and go to ua after junior high.

“mommy, i can’t wait to go to ua! i’m so excited, i’m gonna explode!”

suki has a tendency to bring shouta lunch on her off days.

“shouta, there you are! you’re never where you’re supposed to be!”

“i’m sorry, my love. i had to get something taken care of. hey, where are-”

two small toddlers are always a few steps behind her.

“PAPA!”

eiji, loud and rambunctious, comes around the corner at full speed and slams into shouta’s left leg. his older brother, kei, much more quiet and restrained, walks into the room and grabs shouta’s right pants leg.

twenty years prior, shouta never would have thought he’d have happiness in the form of a loving wife and four (five) beautiful children. now though, he thanks anyone out there that he does.

𝘰𝘰𝘧, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 •_•. 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵! 𝘪 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴. 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸! 𝘪'𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘵! 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 🙏🏽 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘣𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪 (≧∇≦)/

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑻. 𝑺𝑨𝑺𝑯𝑨'𝑺 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹

【𝘚𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘖𝘕 4 𝘚𝘗𝘖𝘐𝘓𝘌𝘙𝘚 | 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋 𝘈𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘖𝘞𝘕 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘊𝘙𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕】

𝘊𝘞 : 𝘔𝘜𝘙𝘋𝘌𝘙, 𝘚𝘜𝘐𝘊𝘐𝘋𝘌

𝘞𝘊 : 1,395

𝘔.𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

✧ thinking about sasha’s sister who’s like three years younger than her. they were as close as you can get.

✧ i think it goes without saying that she took sasha’s death the hardest.

✧ i’m talking full blown breakdown. cried so hard she passed out only to wake up crying again.

✧ she’d calmed down enough to be somewhat social when kaya came inside one morning followed by a pair of siblings. mia and ben.

✧ however, all of that went out the window when niccolo told her family that mia was the kid responsible for the death of her big sister.

✧ she blacked out.

✧ not for long, though. when she came to, there was too much happening. someone screaming bloody murder, someone pulling on her hair, someone’s arms wrapped around her.

✧ she realized it was her not only screaming (think azula at the end of atla book three), but also pulling at her hair. her mom was holding her, trying to stop her from hurting herself.

✧ i’d like to say it was at this point that she cracked up.

✧ while her family was being held at gun point by yeagerists, she sat holding her knees, rocking back and forth and mumbling to herself.

“she’ll die. she has to, she killed my sister. i’ll kill her. i’m gonna kill her.”

✧ even after the girl saved her little sister, there was nothing she wanted more than to end her life.

✧ while her family was being escorted by scouts through the fire, she quietly stood behind the girl she hated more than anything and whispered in her ear.

“i am going to kill you.”

✧ after the rumbling and the death of the yeager brothers, everyone felt a peace they’d never felt before.

✧ everyone except one braus girl.

✧ the year was 860. it was just after what would’ve been sasha’s 26th birthday. with a smile, she’d told her family she wanted to do a bit of traveling. they were so excited for her, it seemed she was finally gonna be herself again.

“take care of everyone while im gone, kaya, okay?”

“okay, sis. have fun! hurry back, though, we’ll miss you.”

✧ no one noticed the missing handgun.

✧ stepping onto the boat felt like a breath of fresh air, the trip to liberio relaxing.

✧ she spent twelve days looking for gabi. she spent another fifteen following her around liberio, watching her every move. on the twenty eighth day, she cornered the girl in an alleyway.

gabi slowed to a stop as she felt the presence behind her. she would usually come here to try out different narcotics with falco because levi hated the smell of it indoors.

“i was wondering if it was levi you were following, or me,” she spoke before turning around. behind her stood an individual wearing a cloak. there was a small smirk on her face, but she was very clearly irritated by her stalker.

“gabi,” was the only word that came out of the young woman’s mouth. there were so many emotions rushing through her. so much anger, so much sadness.

so much joy.

the irritable smirk on gabi’s face fell slowly but surely at the somewhat familiar voice. she couldn’t pinpoint it, but something about it caused a chill to run down her spine, causing her to feel something she hadn’t in over five years.

“do i.. know you? why are you following me, what do you want?” the initial fear she felt was replaced by something more fiery by the second.

“you killed my sister, gabi,” she stepped into the moonlight. gabi could finally see it all. the dark green cloak. the hood over the woman’s head. the expressionless face and the bloodshot eyes staring at her.

before giving gabi a chance to speak, she spoke again, “do you remember what i said to you, gabi? after you shot that titan?”

and it was in that moment that gabi truly understood the severity of her situation. she tried to mask it, but the fear she felt earlier came back tenfold.

“i’m so sorry about your sister, i swear i am. i wish i could take it back-”

“what did i say to you, gabi?”

gabi stilled. she figured she could probably take her in hand to hand and the woman didn’t look armed. if she was armed with something though, that might be a different story.

“hold on, wait. i.. i’ll do whatever you want. this doesn’t have to get violent! we can figure something..”

she trailed off as the gun was pulled out of the cloak.

“can you bring my sister back, gabi? if not, there’s really nothing else to be said.”

“wait! you’ll get arrested!”

“there are six bullets. i only need to save one after i’m done with you.”

“h- hold on! what about kaya! your family!”

“my family will be just fine. please stop talking.”

“please, don’t do this! think about sasha! she wouldn’t-” gabi screamed as a shot rang out.

“wiil you shut up. you really have the gall to use sasha to talk me out of this? i’m doing this for sasha,” she spoke with unadulterated rage before sighing.

“great. now i only have four to spend.”

“please don’t do this to me, i don’t wanna die! im sorry!” gabi cried.

the woman before her cocked her head to the side.

“i don’t recall asking what you wanted, gabi. do you think sasha wanted to die?” her voice was dripping with confusion, almost as if she couldn’t comprehend why gabi would try pleading with her.

as her final tactic, gabi shouted through tears, “falco’s on his way here! you’ll get caught-”

“good. that means you won’t have to rot for long.”

with that, two consecutive shots rang. as her legs gave out, gabi screamed in pain from the newly placed holes in her knees.

the woman walked up to her, pulling her hair back and forcing the gun into her mouth.

she contemplated making the girl beg for her life, but before she could she heard hurried footsteps coming their way.

“gabi, i heard gunshots! and screams! are you ok-” as falco rounded the corner, he came to an abrupt stop seeing the love of his life on the ground, bleeding from both legs, a gun shoved in her mouth, and tears and snot running down her face. he made eye contact with the woman standing above her and recognized her as the oldest girl from the braus home.

“stop! don’t hurt her please i’m begging you!”

“you’re here faster than i anticipated. it doesn’t matter though. changes nothing,” her voice was eerily calm as she pulled the trigger a fourth time.

blood splattered on the wall behind gabi as the light in her eyes went out.

falco’s anguished cries were all that was heard as he finally ran to gabi.

“gabi! please don’t leave me! look at me, everything’s gonna be okay! just hold on!” he held her in his arms, doing everything in his power to wake her up.

“check for a pulse,” a soft voice spoke from behind him, because of the adrenaline rush he felt, he didn’t question it.

he reached for her wrist first. then her neck. after placing his fingers under her nose, he felt his heart crack.

“she’s not breathing,” he spoke so softly you could hardly hear him.

“she’s dead?” the feminine voice from before responded.

hearing the joy in her voice, falco snapped.

“you monster! you did this to her! she had her whole life ahead of her-”

“so did sasha,” a frown crossed her face as she responded to his shouts.

with tears in his eyes, falco said the same three words that started this journey for the girl.

“i’ll kill you.”

and that frown was replaced by a smile, one entirely too big given the circumstances.

“no need. i got it covered.”

she died with a smile.

✧ levi ended up being the one to inform the families of the murder-suicide. after consoling the grieving braun family, he took it upon himself to travel to paradis.

✧ his arrival with sasha’s old cloak, now splattered with blood, and a letter on top said more than enough.

✧ he informed them that her body had been on the boat with him and was going to be at the morgue until they could get her buried.

✧ she got a nice plot right beside her big sister.

𝘶𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 500 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘹 (⊙ˍ⊙). 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 (𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴? 𝘺𝘦𝘴) 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵. 𝘴𝘰 𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬. 𝘣𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪 (≧∇≦)/

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑺

𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘚𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘖𝘕 𝘝𝘐𝘖𝘓𝘌𝘛'𝘚 𝘙𝘌𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕𝘚𝘏𝘐𝘗 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏 𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘔𝘌𝘕

𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘏𝘌𝘙!𝘝𝘐𝘖𝘓𝘌𝘛 𝘟 𝘍𝘈𝘙𝘔 𝘖𝘞𝘕𝘌𝘙!𝘖𝘊

𝘊𝘞: 𝘔𝘖𝘋𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘈𝘜, 𝘖𝘊 𝘐𝘚 𝘉𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘒, 𝘕 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘋 𝘜𝘚𝘌 (𝘪'𝘮 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦), 𝘐𝘕𝘍𝘐𝘋𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘠 (𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘤), 𝘚𝘔𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘚𝘛, 𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌 𝘚𝘜𝘎𝘎𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘝𝘌 𝘓𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘜𝘈𝘎𝘌, 𝘍𝘓𝘜𝘍𝘍, 𝘖𝘊 𝘏𝘈𝘚 𝘛𝘞𝘖 𝘒𝘐𝘋𝘚

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𝘔.𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

✧ carmen was married and pregnant when she met violet for the first time.

✧ her husband, joseph, had hired a few ranch hands to help out on their in-the-middle-of-nowhere farm after their son was born.

✧ carmen didn’t interact with violet much, seeing as the farm was joseph’s territory and she focused more on the garden in her front yard.

✧ they had a routine:

“good morning, violet.”

✧ carmen would sit on her porch every morning and get some fresh air. after her youngest was born, she would do her first feeding of the day there.

“morning, doll. told ya you can call me vi.”

✧ and that was that.

✧ when violet and loris first started tending to the animals, carmen offered to prepare lunch for them. joseph they said it was unnecessary.

✧ everything was relatively simple and easy going until carmen found out joseph had cheated on her.

✧ tbh saying he cheated is putting it lightly. that man had a whole other family in the city. two girls around the same age as her sons with some woman carmen had never even heard of.

✧ the divorce was quick and easy, what with the irrefutable evidence.

✧ afterwards, the relationship between carmen and violet bloomed fairly quickly.

✧ violet and loris took carmen up on the lunch. home cooked meals on top of the paycheck? yes please!

✧ carmen’s boys spent a lot of time outside with the horses. joshua, at eight years old, had just started learning to ride. two year old charlie just liked to follow his big brother around.

✧ with joshua and charlie spending so much time with violet and uncle ‘oris, as he’d affectionately been dubbed, carmen started joining them.

✧ there was one time in particular when carmen was braiding joshua’s hair on the back of their wraparound porch. violet was rinsing her hands at the water hose when charlie toddled up to her, asking if she’d braid his hair.

“i don’t know if your mama would be okay with me messing with your hair, little man, plus i-”

“oh no, you’re fine. just wash your hands first.”

“… i’m actually not much of a braider. my sister learned, but i’m no good.”

✧ the genuine heartbreak plastered on charlie’s face felt like a punch to violet’s gut. she left work that day and asked her friend mel to teach her how to braid.

✧ almost everyday, violet could feel carmen’s deep brown eyes staring at her at some point. initially she thought she’d done something to upset her employer, but whenever she turned to catch the woman’s eye, karmen would turn away, almost hiding.

✧ and that oh, i've fucked up turned into oh, she’s totally into me.

✧ violet had always been attracted to carmen. it wasn’t just her deep brown skin or her coily hair. it wasn’t the curve of her hips or the swell of her breasts. it wasn’t even her ass.

✧ while she appreciated all of those things, it was carmen’s gentle personality that did it for violet. it was her maternal instinct. her soft voice, her laugh, even her grimace when loris let the family dog lick him in the face.

✧ as time passed, violet began to test the waters.

✧ a pet name here, a brush past her waist there. not enough to get her fired, but just enough to gauge carmen’s reaction.

✧ almost a year after carmen’s divorce, she and violet were outside drinking from a bottle of wine when the tension came to a head.

“violet, i-”

“told you to call me vi, doll.”

“… vi. i have a question.”

“shoot.”

“have you ever… been with a woman?”

✧ violet smirked.

“emotionally or physically?”

✧ carmen, thrown off guard by the vulgar implication of the question, was stuck opening and closing her mouth like a fish. at her reaction, violet laughed.

“honey, have you met me? that’s like asking does a fish need water!”

✧ carmen turned away as she felt her face heat up. the numerous pert names had been a thing for a while but they still got to her.

“so, yes then?”

“yes, carmen. i’ve been with a woman before. have you?” she could hear the smugness in violet’s voice. she shook her head no.

“do you wanna be?”

✧ carmen looked up, eyes wide. bold much?

✧ long story short, carmen ended up with a girlfriend after that.

✧ for a while, she was so stuck on the fact that she was dating someone who was working for her.

“it feels like i’m paying you to be with me, vi.”

“baby, listen to me. you and i both know what i’m being paid for. us being together doesn’t change my work schedule, and it doesn’t change my pay rate. it doesn’t change anything.”

✧ and even though it made sense logically, carmen couldn’t shake the nagging.

✧ violet’s only solution was find another job. and while it upset carmen to not get to see violet as much, she felt it was the best thing to ease her conscience.

✧ for a few months, the two women were in their honeymoon phase.

✧ one weekend, while the boys were visiting their dad and sisters (there’s three now), carmen was preparing dinner while she waited for violet to come over when she got a call from her ex husband.

“hello?”

“why the fuck is my son telling me you laying up with somebody around my kids?”

“i don’t know, but you need to watch how you talk to me-”

“nah, because you got me fucked up if you think you finna have some nigga in my kids’ face.”

“and you got me fucked up if you think you’re gonna call my phone and talk to me like you’re crazy. what i do in my house is my business, and if you must know, i’m not laying up with any nigga.”

“then who the fu… wait. you telling me you fucking on some bitch? you a dyke now?”

“joseph, i’m only saying this once. i am a grown woman living in my own house paying my own bills. you don’t get to cheat on me and have not one but two babies on me, and then criticize what i do after i leave you. i deal with you because you are my sons’ father. our relationship doesn’t go beyond that. i didn’t call you showing my ass when joshua told me that girl was living in your house or that she was having another baby because i trust you to do right by your kids. you need to trust me to do the same. now, if you would like to talk civilly about my partner’s presence around my sons, then feel free to talk to me about that. if not, you have no reason to call me unless it has to do with the wellbeing of our children,” and then she hung up.

✧ when violet showed up that night, she didn’t expect to find carmen bawling her eyes out on her couch.

✧ violet sat carmen on her lap and listened to all of her woes. personally, she had always been comfortable with who she was and if anyone had anything bad to say, fuck them. however, she understood that carmen was coming from a different place, one violet had never been in.

“there’s always gonna be someone with something to say, love. that doesn’t mean you’re doing anything wrong and it doesn’t mean you need to change for anyone. not your family, not your friends, not your ex, not me. only change for yourself.”

✧ after a year, violet moved in with carmen and her kids. the boys, now ten and four, were ecstatic.

“so is this like getting another mama? do we call you mama, too?”

“yay! mama vi!”

“… you boys can call me whatever you feel comfortable with.”

✧ for the next few years, they had a steady routine. carmen would make breakfast, everyone would get ready for the day, violet would get started on taking care of the animals (she quit her janky job after she moved into the house), and once the day was over, carmen and violet would make sure the boys’ hair was ready for the next day.

✧ nothing changed much over the years except for the diamond ring that sat on carmen’s left hand.

𝘰𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘵 𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦. 𝘶𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘪 𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴. 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵, 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺: 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘴4 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴. 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘣𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪 (≧∇≦)/

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢