Mathias: "I spared your child. My wife was with child when she passed. I figured we could raise your child... together? For all eternity?"
Leon: "Mathias, I appreciate that you spared mine and Sara’s child. But my wife. You arranged her death."
Mathias: "... not a good first step of a stepfather, I will admit."
Belmont baby: *chewing on Mathias’ hair*
Mathias: “But just look. The child looks like it could be our own.”
Leon: “The answer is no. Give me my child back.”
Mathias: *grumbling* “Fine.”
Day 2 of songfic week is in just two weeks! Today we’re highlighting friendship, which no one can deny is a massive part of the show - from Flynn and Julie to the way the boys have each other’s backs, friendship is the foundation of our favourite moments. Let us know in the reblogs what your favourite friendship songs are!
*** VARIETY / THE LIGHTHOUSE PARTY IN TORONTO, CANADA 2019 ***
(Source: robsfootsteps on Instagram)
people who grew up just asking their parents for things and sometimes Getting The Thing are the most unrelatable people in the world. Like, wait, you’re 14+ and you just go “hey mom i want this twitch streamer merch or whatever” and she’s just like “yeah i’ll spend money on toys for you, grown young adult person”
bitch, my mom wouldn’t even buy me chocolate milk on my 6th birthday.
I JUST FINISHED MY 100 EVENT LAST NIGHT???
ITS BEEN LITERALLY LIKE 2 WEEKS SINCE I STARTED WRITING SMAUS. 14 DAYS.
YALL ARE CRAZY SJJDJDEJEJJRJ
THANK YIUBSO MUCH SUJEEJFJR 😭😭😭😭
i literally just did 2 events in a row what do i do now 🧍♂️
A/N: Submission #7 for @hetaliaplatonicshipsweek!
Aaaaand the last day! I was originally planning to do Canada and Cuba (a platonic pairing I just adore) for this day until I realized I didn't actually have any solid story ideas for them :')
Sooo I chose Iceland and Latvia instead, because I imagine the two to be pretty good friends. This is just a high school au (bc as many of y'all know I'm a sucker for them) that I came up with one day while sitting in class lol. You can choose to see this as taking place in the same universe as the fic I wrote for family week (the Anko Family submission for Day 5, Embarrassment) if you wish, bc everything lines up pretty much to a T. Also, my demiboy Iceland hc is back, so he/they pronouns again.
Also, here's the reference for human names again (though most of these characters are only briefly mentioned):
Emil - Iceland
Raivis - Latvia
Leon - Hong Kong
Michelle - Seychelles
Mei - Taiwan
Lili - Liechtenstein
Ok, I hope you guys enjoy!
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Being a librarian's aide at a high school wasn't nearly as bad as it appeared on the surface—well, at least for Emil it wasn't. It was always nice and quiet (for obvious reasons, since it was a library), and it allowed him to get out of a couple of boring classes which he didn't even need to take since he'd already received all the credits for them. Plus, the librarian herself was always very nice and even gave him free coffee and donuts from the teacher's lounge on most days. So, needless to say, Emil actually liked being her aide very much.
It wasn't even that much work, honestly. Not that much work at all. Usually just stacking returned books back on the bookshelf and taking out papers from the printer and giving them to students and teachers. Emil didn't have to interact with too many other kids as there were only a couple of other aides—a senior girl who was the librarian's secretary, and a boy named Raivis who Emil was pretty sure was a sophomore. Raivis basically did the same tasks as Emil, placing books on the bookshelf and whatnot.
Raivis was a curly-haired brunet who was very short for his age, barely even coming up to Emil's shoulder; he had a round boyish face that added to his middle-schooler look. Though he seemed to be a pretty quiet kid, just like Emil, since the two worked together they evidently had to communicate with each other sometimes—and honestly, Emil really enjoyed talking with him. He seemed to have a lot of the same interests as Emil—video games, indie music, hell, he even liked science fiction novels too—and a similar personality to them. Emil wouldn't exactly consider themselves close enough to Raivis to consider him a friend, probably just a very good acquaintance; however, they definitely saw the potential for friendship. It was there.
Sometimes Emil wondered if Raivis even had any other friends, as they'd never seen the boy really talk to anybody else. They wondered where he sat at lunch and tried to recall countless times if they'd ever seen him at lunch with anybody else (at their school, all juniors and sophomores had the same lunch period, so Emil knew that they had lunch with Raivis).
Anyway, on one Thursday morning Emil and Raivis were in the library, organizing books in the—what do you know—science fiction section. They had set their uneaten donuts and coffee on a nearby table and were just talking and laughing among each other, as well as sharing some of the good books they'd found that they happened to have read in the past. Emil made a mental note of all the reading suggestions Raivis had given him. I'm gonna have to check out those books when Mrs. Newman lets me pick some out again, Emil thought to himself (Mrs. Newman referring to the librarian). Another perk to being a librarian's aide was that they got to pick out more books than the other students, about three to five every other week.
Everything was going okay until these two boys who Emil had never seen in the library before casually walked up to the table that had the two's donuts and coffee and sat in the chairs.
However, Emil just kept their attention on Raivis, who was laughing as he told them about this one dystopian book, holding it up so Emil could see. "Yeah! And the best part is when—" Raivis stopped talking abruptly when he noticed the two boys there; his eyes grew wide and he got a...scared look on his face? Hurriedly, he shoved the book back in its spot on the shelf, averting his eyes from the boys and holding Emil's arm loosely, trying to guide him away from the section they were at. "Um...how about let's go sort out the encyclopedias," Raivis suggested quickly.
Emil cocked his eyebrows, now very confused. "But what about our food?"
However, Raivis didn't respond and instead continued to try to push Emil away from the boys.
"Hey, short stack!"
Raivis visibly cringed at the voice of one of the boys. This prompted him, as well as Emil to lift their heads up. One of the kids was cackling annoyingly, while the other one had carelessly taken a bite out of one of Raivis' donuts.
Seeing this latter action immediately caused Emil to furrow their eyebrows. "Hey, what the heck?" they said sternly. "That's Raivis' food."
The kid who'd eaten Raivis' donut snickered. "Yeah, no shit, Dad."
"Emil, just leave them alone..." Raivis said quietly, still holding onto their arm.
Emil ignored him and, though his heart was pounding nearly out of his chest with nerves, he continued to try to set the two boys straight. "I'm going to tell Mrs. Newman if you two don't stop," he threatened.
The other boy, who'd started to drink Raivis' coffee, set his cup down and made mocking jazz hands. "Ooo—Mrs. Newman. I'm so scared," he said sarcastically.
Emil shot the two one last glare and went up to the front of the library to do what he'd just said he would do—tell Mrs. Newman. As he began to walk, he heard the sounds of pounding footsteps, splashing, and then a high-pitched wail that could only belong to one person. Emil whipped his head around and gasped. The kid with the coffee had dumped the entire beverage onto Raivis' head; it was dripping from his hair, and onto the floor.
Now simmering with anger, Emil stomped up to the two kids—he was about to yell something until he heard one of the boys snort loudly and then run up to place the now-empty cup of coffee into Emil's hand. The ash-blond didn't have time to be too confused; he was much more concerned for Raivis at that moment. He prepared to yell at the two boys to get the hell out (he honestly didn't care at that point that they were in a library) before he heard a voice behind him: "Hey! What are you two doing?"
The teens all looked toward the voice and saw Mrs. Newman standing there, hands on her hips, her expression very angry looking—though not at Emil and Raivis, rather at the boy that'd spilled coffee on Raivis' head, as well as his friend.
The two boys, though they'd just mocked Mrs. Newman a mere few minutes prior, stood there, scared, until they glanced at each other briefly and then dashed out of the large library doors. Emil smirked internally as they saw this. Now they're afraid, huh? they thought to themselves.
Mrs. Newman stared at the boys like a hawk as they ran out into the halls, but once they were out of eyesight she turned to Raivis, her face instantly growing from full of anger to full of concern. She walked up slowly to the boy, gently placing her hand on a part of his arm that'd been untouched by the coffee. "Oh, sweetheart," she said, "I'm so sorry that happened to you."
Raivis shrugged his shoulders slowly, his face looking so solemn, so pitiful. "It's fine..."
The tall blonde woman turned to Emil then. "Honey, will you take him to the office to get a fresh change of clothes?" she asked. "He will probably need to use one of the showers in the gym too...can you walk with him, please?"
Emil nodded instantly. "Yeah. Sure thing."
Mrs. Newman smiled back. "Thank you."
Soon, the two teens were walking off to do just that. Raivis was very quiet all the way to the office—which Emil could understand one hundred percent. Poor kid must've felt so embarrassed. He decided he wouldn't make the situation any worse for him and kept his mouth shut, too. They swiftly went to the office to get some spare clothes and then got the clear to go down to the gym bathroom so Raivis could wash up.
The two got to the gym and were standing in front of the door to the bathroom; Raivis glanced up at Emil, his face a little pink. "Um," he began, holding his hand out a little, "could you give me the clothes?"
"Oh, yeah," Emil replied, handing Raivis the sweatpants and t-shirt.
Raivis nodded his thanks and headed on in. After he shut the door, Emil just decided to sit against the wall and wait for him while he showered and changed.
Nearly thirty minutes later, Raivis finally came back out. Emil looked up, put his phone back in his pocket, and then stood up. "How was it?" he asked the sophomore.
Raivis sighed deeply; his eyes were very close to watering, even though he looked and smelled as fresh as a daisy. "Um...okay I guess," he answered, voice quavering a little. "There was a lot of coffee on me."
Emil nodded, but tsk-tsked. He began to walk out of the gym, and Raivis followed close behind. "Who even were those kids?" Emil asked.
Raivis shrugged, looking down at his toes. "Eh, just some kids from my grade. They're jerks."
Emil bit his lip. "Seems like it. I can't believe they put that coffee cup in my hands like they were trying to frame me or something," he said. He laughed, a bit bitterly.
Despite himself, Raivis managed to chuckle a little. "Yeah. Don't they know Mrs. Newman has cameras in there? She could've checked them if she really wanted to."
Emil snorted. "I know, right?"
It was silent for a moment afterward, with Raivis gulping loudly every now and then. Emil turned their head, noticing this. He cocked an eyebrow, concerned. "Are you okay?"
Raivis (who Emil could tell now was definitely on the verge of crying) sniffled and rubbed at his face. "Yeah," he answered, voice hushed. "It's just...thank you, Emil. No one has ever stood up for me like that."
The boy's voice was so sincere that Emil had to grin. "It's no problem—really."
"You're a great friend," Raivis added.
Emil's heart was warmed at that—they didn't know if it was just the way he said it, or the knowledge that he actually thought of them as a friend. He answered warmly nonetheless. "Thank you. You are too."
Raivis glanced at him and gave the most genuine smile Emil thought he'd ever seen on the younger teen.
"Hey, where do you normally sit at lunch?" Emil asked Raivis, just out of curiosity.
Raivis' smile fell a bit. "Oh...well, I normally just sit outside," he said quietly.
"Alone?" The word seemed to echo in the empty hallway, though it might've just been Emil's imagination.
Raivis nodded a bit solemnly. Emil grew the same solemn expression for a moment before asking, "Hey, would you like to sit with me and my friends at lunch?"
Raivis looked up then, eyebrows shooting up. "Really?"
Emil nodded, cracking a small smile. "Yeah. I sit with my best friend, Leon, and then my other friends, Michelle, Mei, and Lili. Leon's really cool; Michelle and Mei might seem a bit...much at first, but they're really nice and cool too."
Raivis' expression slowly began to brighten the more he heard Emil talk, until he paused. "...Are you sure that's okay? I wouldn't wanna ruin your guys' lunch..."
"Trust me, you won't," Emil assured instantly.
The sophomore paused for a minute, as if thinking. "...Okay. I'll sit with you guys."
Emil grinned. "Good. I'm sure they'd love to meet you."
The two continued to walk back to the office to get passes for their next class in comfortable silence, the content feeling one feels after finding a new friend overwhelming both of them.
Alrighty since my brain still doesn't want to engage with anything I need to work in but is also hungry to write I'll be opening drabble prompts again, this time! more efficiently since I got no college to occupy my time!!
Same thing goes as last time, I mostly write for JJK, BNHA, BSD, Talentless Nana and Mars Red (If you're interested in other fandoms I'm in feel free to suggest and I'll gauge my own ability to fulfill).
I'm p open with ships as long as it's not minor/adult though I have most experience with Satosugu, Dabihawks, Soukoku, Michinana n Suwa/Takeuchi for each fandom (I write for others too just less)
Basic format: Send me a character/ship + a prompt in whatever kind of format you want (This can be general au, specific scene prompt, word/lyric prompt, whatever strikes ur fancy)
Thank you for participating <3
“Lovrina’s gonna be fuckin’ pissed at me, i go on break and the next minute i’m in some shitty ass city an’ stupid fuckin’ people keep actin’ like they know me? this is bullshit!”
Watch this be the last time she chased after some strange golden ringed pokemon, the last damn time because clearly it wasn’t worth the effort and she was becoming more and more aware of that by the ticking of minutes.
˗ˏˋ𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑻𝑬 1: 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁, 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝘇𝘂
˗ˏˋ𝑺𝑼𝑴𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀: 𝗔 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲
𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎! 𝙸𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞! 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚢 100 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜! 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.
ーAt 10.20 p.m, Sanzu comes back home after an exhausting day at work. Kicking off his shoes, he enters the house to be welcomed by you with an apron on, probably just finished making dinner.
"Welcome home, dear." you say, giving him a short kiss on the lips. "I'm home. What've you been doing while I was gone?" he said with a smile, noticing you were in an apron at this late time. "Oh I just finished making dinner, I made your favourite today!" you exclaim with a giddy smile on your face, gesturing the table you previously set up with food. Sanzu inhaled the smell of the food before casing his things to the couch, impatient to have his face stuffed with food. Sanzu walked to the table, pulling a chair to sit on soon joined by you. You sat on the opposite of him, placing some food of your choice to your plate. You both chatted about multiple things. From your journey to the grocery store to Sanzus day at work. You were laughing at one of his jokes until you felt his hands making contact with yours, rubbing your knuckles and later your ring. Your laugh was fading at his actions, replacing it with a soft smile as you look at him in the eyes while he rubs the back of your hand with his thumb. Sanzu was thinking to himself how the hell he got so lucky. He was rubbing the ring that he gave you from his proposal to marry you. You both were engaged, the wedding happening soon. You swear he was the prettiest man you've ever seen. His beautiful eyelashes fluttering as his eye glisten, laced with love along with his soft genuine smile that was filled with no other intention than love.
After the dinner, Sanzu went upstairs to take a bath while you were downstairs, taking care of the dishes. As you hum to yourself while drying some plates, you heard faint knocks from the front door. You think to yourself 'who could it be? Its almost midnight.' You walked to the door, leaving the plates on the counter top. You unlocked the front door and opened it while saying; "Hello?.." only to see a woman in a dress, belly bulging. 'Ooo she's pregnant! Why's she here though?' you thought before the woman in front of you began to speak. "Is this Haruchiyos house?" You tilt your head a bit at her question. "Yes this his household why?" "Are you perhaps...his s/o..?" she questions again. You straighten your back, getting serious and curios on who she was and why she's searching for your fiance. "Yes. Not to be rude, but mind telling me who you are and why you're searching for my fiance?" you ask with a stern tone. "Fiance? Oh god, sorry but I'm pregnant with his child and I wanna speak to him." you woman said, curling strands of her hair with finger, proud almost. You froze for a minute, trying to process what exactly she just said. Your fiance made another woman pregnant..? You were just speechless. Trying your hardest not to yank Sanzus gun from his jacket that was laid on the couch and shoot Sanzu in the cock, you welcome her inside. You were absolutely livid and sad inside, but you didnt lose composure. After she sat on the couch, the woman looked at you and asked for tea. You wanted to get the boiling hot kettle at counter top and pour the water on her head but then you remember that she's pregnant. The audacity of this woman. You walked upstairs, getting into the bedroom you and Sanzu share and saw him drying his hair with sweat pants on. You didnt even knock or call his name in the loving way usually do to announce your appearance. This time his name fell from your mouth cold. "Sanzu put on some fucking clothes, there's a pregnant woman that I dont know downstairs drinking tea in my house." That was all you said before leaving. Sanzus smile before when he first saw you by the door, left. He didnt exactly realise what you were talking about until he saw her for himself. He grabbed a t-shirt and went downstairs only to have his eyes wide, expression filled with a mix of anger, guilt and sadness. He knew the woman. His eyes travel from the woman to you who was sitting on the armchair, waiting for him. He walks down the stairs and looks at the woman with a scowl on his face, "Why're you here?" but then he looked at her stomach. Horror was written over his face. How the fuck? 'No not now. Why the fuck now, I'm about to marry her next week why the fuck is this whore here?!' he yells in his mind. Your voice broke him from his trance, "She says she's pregnant with your child Sanzu. Explain this, please." you say, looking at him with dead eyes, fiddling with the ring on your hand as if threatening to take it off. Sanzu pulls you from the chair to the kitchen, you try to fight but you couldnt loosen his grip that was 5x stronger than yours. "WHAT?" you raise your voice at his sudden manhandling. "Let me explain please?" he says, looking at you with his glassy eyes. You yank your arm from his grip. "She- It was one night stand ok? I only fucked her once when our relationship was in deep shit, there's no fucking way she's pregnant with my child." he explains, confident almost. You massage your temples, trying to calm yourself down. "Lets see what she has to say." you said, walking back to the living room. "I've heard Sanzus side of the story, what about yours." you state. "Incase you dont believe me, heres the DNA test I took. I didnt wanna believe it myself but here it is." the woman says, placing a file on the table. You take it and open to see its contents.
Sanzu on the other hand was cursing both himself and the woman. Cursing himself for not killing her, for even deciding to fuck her and cursing the woman for coming to his house. The papers said everything. The blood type, the connections, everything was related to Sanzu. You cover yours mouth with your hand, trying not to break down right in front of them. Sanzu notices this and attempts to comfort you by rubbing your shoulders but his actions cause you to move away from his touch and look at him with a scowl. You look back at the girl, "What exactly are you here for? Surely not only to tell us this." you said, eyes red, biting your lip. "Is it wrong for me to ask for financial support..?" You bit your lip harder than you already did. "Financial support, yeah.." you say before walking out of the house. Sanzu followed you, wanting to comfort you.
You closed the door behind you and started sobbing, hands on your face trying hard to wipe the tears away, repeating how much you should stay strong. You felt Sanzus hands wrapping itself around your shoulders, whispering multiple apologies that were interrupted by muffled sobs. He kissed your head, felt tears falling down his cheeks, begging for forgiveness. "Why now...Baby why..you got another woman pregnant and her child's gonna call you 'father'.." you mumble between your sobs as Sanzu mumbles more apologies and pleads for forgiveness, "I know baby, I'm sorry...I'm not going to love you any less no matter what happens between them, just please dont leave me." he mumbles with his watery voice, face planted on your head. He turns you around to face him and you obliged without protest, immediately crying and planting you face in his chest. At the moment you couldnt care less about the woman in your house, you just wanted affirmation, his words, his touch, you just wanted your fiance to act like he's yours no matter what.
After crying your feelings out together, you both went back inside. Sanzu was about to agree providing the woman with financial support until he said something about confirming the papers in court. When he mentioned that, the pregnant woman started acting weird. She started acting defensive for some reason. You didnt notice until she tried convincing Sanzu not to bring the papers to court. Sanzu took the paper to read and scan it again. He found out the paper wasn't official. The "original" paper was printed along with the signature. Sanzu was livid. He threatened the information out of the woman, not caring whether she was pregnant or not. In truth Sanzu wont hurt her but the girl broke at his first try so that's her fault. You slumped your back against the wall and fell to the floor, hugging your knees in both relief and exhaustion. You couldnt muster any more care for what Sanzu'll do to the lying bitch so you just left him to do what he wants. Sanzu ripped the papers to shreds and burned them with his lighter. He chased the woman out, telling her that if he sees her anywhere near his lover, he'll put a bullet through her legs and if lucky that she isnt pregnant, he'll kill her at first sight.
Right now its 1.40 a.m. Sanzu and you in bed, cuddling. He was doing everything, using every method just to give you attention. You didnt deserve that. You didnt deserve what just happened, that anxiety and hurt. Watching you lay on his chest with your bloodshot eyes finally resting puts his heart at ease and pain at the same time. He swears to himself he'll never touch anyone else but you. Doesnt matter whether if hes high, drunk or sober, he'll fuck himself over before touching any other person that isnt you.
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