but really who gave your face permission

Thee rak (Part One)

Wordcount: 2.821

Genre: Fluff / Slice of Life

BamBam x Reader
Description: BamBam changes hair colour as much as he does with girls or clothes. However, there’s one thing that will never change: for him, you’ll always be his “Thee rak”.

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Y/N: BamBam is driving me crazy. Hence I wrote this fluffy (sorta), romantic (SORTA) one shot cut in more parts (as always) because I’ve got too many feelings for him and I couldn’t hold back.

If someone wants to tell me its opinion you’re more than welcome, whatever kind of feedback is always appreciated  ^^

Hope you enjoy it!

P.S: Dedicated to M., ‘cause I kind of promised her and she deserves it (you already know the tons of reasons why and I won’t say anything else ‘cause you’re perfectly aware I’m like Patrick Swayze and his “Ditto” in “Ghost” when it comes to these things XD) You’re such a good person ^^ Forgive me if the main protagonist isn’t Jaebum, though T.T

*EDIT*: Thee rak is the correct Thai translation for “My love” so I changed it.

Part Two


The first time you met, BamBam’s hair was blond.

Messily pulled back, a bit sweat, and the thin fingers of a brunette -with her skirt up long enough to see her panties with strawberries- were running through it while his silly chuckle among whispered words filled the room.

Your bedroom, actually.

Keep reading

The last thing 2B was expecting was the old tome to let out a choked noise, jolting out of her hands to hover in the air. Flipping its pages, the book shook itself off like a cat that had been doused in water.

“Ngh! Do you mind?” came an indignant male voice, seeming to issue from the book itself, despite the face on the cover remaining still. “What is it with you people and waking me from slumber in the most crude fashion? Who gave you permission to peruse my pages while I slept? I have half a mind to–”

“That’s…that’s impossible…!” 9S interrupted, his voice shaking, “There’s no signals in here…2B, t-that book…it’s really talking!”

“I see I’m in the presence of a truly brilliant mind,” the book said dryly, “Mind your tongue. I am not some common tome. I am Grimoire Weiss!”


With Grimoire Weiss being a Pod skin, I got to thinking about what would happen if it really was Grimoire Weiss, having just woken up from a very, very long nap after a battle he didn’t think he’d live through. Then this happened.

If there’s enough interest, I might do more. It’s fun XD

  • Altair: Tiz, could I use your body for a moment? I have to go number 1!
  • Tiz: Come on, Altair! Last time I gave you permission to use my body, you gave yourself a wedgie and then immediately switched back.
  • Altair: This time, I am serious.
  • Tiz: Oh, really?
  • Altair: Is this not the face of a man who seriously needs to go number 2?
  • Tiz: You just said it was number 1!
  • Altair: Now it’s number 3.
  • Tiz: What the hell is a number 3?
  • Altair: I don’t know, but I have to do one.
  • Tiz: It isn’t even a thing!
  • Altair: Give me your body!
  • Edea: Look, guys, Tiz is arguing with his imaginary boyfriend again!
  • Magnolia: I have one of those, too! I call him Yew!
  • Yew: … What?
  • Dark Hel: Hey, could I use your body for a moment? I have to go number 1!
  • Light Hel: Come on! Last time I gave you permission to use my body, you gave yourself a wedgie and then immediately switched back.
  • Dark Hel: This time, I am serious.
  • Light Hel: Oh, really?
  • Dark Hel: Is this not the face of a woman who seriously needs to go number 2?
  • Light Hel: You just said it was number 1!
  • Dark Hel: Now it’s number 3.
  • Light Hel: What the hell is a number 3?
  • Dark Hel: I don’t know, but I have to do one.
  • Light Hel: It isn’t even a thing!
  • Dark Hel: Give me your body!
  • Hun Batz: Look, guys, Hel is arguing with her imaginary girlfriend again!
  • Amaterasu: I have one of those, too! I call her Bellona!
  • Bellona: … What?
BTS Reaction: They see their underage sister at a club with a fake I.D.

OKAY SO, I did make the mistake of not researching the legal drinking age in South Korea before doing this post!! The legal drinking age there is 20 (19). So I’ve fixed the post! Jungkook is technically 19(In America), so he’s in this post too.


Jin: “And, what are you doing here *sister’s name*?” *agitated*

Originally posted by bts-gfx

Rap Monster: “Oh, I see. So you had to make a fake I.D. and get into this club because mom is sick? You couldn’t have called me? You had to get dressed up and bring your friends? I’m not stupid. I’m taking you home. NOW.”

Originally posted by go2bedjungkook

Suga: *disappointed in her actions* “Aish, I’m getting you home now. What are we going to do with you?” *taking this really hard*

Originally posted by btsfunboyz

J-Hope: *notices her mid-sentence* “YAH!! *SISTER’S NAME* ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW?!?”

Originally posted by c-stress

V: “Excuse you little miss, who gave you permission to break the law?” *actually angry*

Originally posted by holdmettightbts

Jimin: *in the face of the guy hitting on her like:*gif* “She’s underage you B**tard!!!!!”

Originally posted by jengkook

Jungkook: *is about to loose his cool listening to her excuses*

Originally posted by kpop-whore

IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE, YOU SHOULD NOT BE ANYWHERE YOU NEED A FAKE I.D. TO GET INTO! I’m sorry again about not including members that should have been to begin with. Thank you for your understanding!

House of Cards (IX)

Characters: Yoongi and Reader

Genre: love, falling in love, romance

Series: Intro, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4 , Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12,Chapter 13, Chapter 14 , Chapter 15 (finale)

Summary: You fell in love with Yoongi when you least expected to. He was like a breath of fresh air that you greatly needed after an awful break up. You first thought that the two to you would just have some harmless fun. You didn’t realize that you two would build such a strong feeling for one another. Slowly it came to your attention that your relationship with Yoongi was like a house of cards. You have to be careful while slowly building your relationship with him because with one wrong move, everything will fall into pieces leaving you with nothing more than shattered memories.


Hello Everyone! I hope you all have been doing well. :) And I hope that you all liked this chapter? I do understand that this chapter is much longer than my usual ones, but I just didn’t feel like splitting them into two… so I hope it was okay. :) It’s really nice to hear from more and more of you that you are enjoying this series. I will try to post chapter 10 as quickly as possible! Until then remember to like, reblog and share. Happy Reading~

(credits to the photo goes back to the owner) 

Ex girlfriend? Elizabeth is Yoongi’s ex girlfriend? Suddenly everything made sense, no wonder Yoongi reacted the way he did when he saw her. Staring at your food now in disgust, you dropped your fork in shock. The clash sound of your fork against your plate caused everyone to turn their attention to you.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” Jungkook worriedly asked you.

“Um.. Yeah. I’m fine.” You mumbled.

“Oops. I didn’t mean to scare you like that. I thought Yoongi would have already told you about him and I. I guess not.” She slightly laughed.

Just as Jungkook was about to get up and tell her to leave, you heard Yoongi slam the table while he got up and yelled,

“Get the fuck out of here.”

His loud voice caused everyone in the restaurant to stare at him and see what was going on. Recovering from her shocked expression, Elizabeth shook off Yoongi’s harsh attitude and proceeded to get up, but just as she was about to leave, she smiled once again at Yoongi and said,

“I’lll see you around Yoongi.”

Quietly sitting back down, it almost seemed like you felt Yoongi’s anger radiating off of his body. Although you knew that he was mad, you wanted to leave because you needed time to digest what just happened. You were shifting from your seat itching to leave at whatever chance that you could, but you felt Yoongi grip onto your hand and said,

“Don’t.”

Giving him a questioning look and wondering what he meant, he said,

“Don’t leave. We’ll talk later. This lunch is about getting to know all my friends. We can talk about this later.”

You looked up to see that everyone at the table had their eyes were on the two of you, as if they were waiting for your call to see if they should leave or not. You sighed and looked back at Yoongi who as patiently waiting for you answer. You were sick and tired of this day which was only getting more and more shitty, but you didn’t want your mood to darken everyone else’s day, so you agreed to stay.

“Ah… So what program are you in Y/N?” Jin asked you in hopes of lightening the mood.

And just like that, the remaining of your lunch date was filled with the boys and you asking each other questions to get to know more about each other. Through the many questions, you learnt that Jin is majoring in acting, Hoseok  and Jimin both majoring in dance, Namjoon is majoring in composition, Jungkook is studying a double major in dance and singing, Taehyung is majoring in Orchestral instruments, and Yoongi is majoring in architecture. You were glad that the rest of the boys were trying so hard to make you laugh, so you tried your best to plaster on your best smile. Once the lunch date was finally over, while all of you were walking out of the restaurant, Namjoon announced that he was going to be DJing at a bar tonight, and that he wanted to invite all of you to go and have some fun tonight.

“They don’t even check for ID” He whispered to you and Jungkook.

Jin slapped Namjoon on the back and gave him a disapproving look and said,

“Yah. Don’t teach the kids these things.”

“Hyung. Technically we’re not kids. We’re all grown adults by the age of 18.” Jungkook said.

Now slapping Jungkook, Jin said,

“Don’t even get me started with you.”

For the first time since your encounter with Elizabeth today, you were finally able to genuinely laugh. Seeing that you were finally starting to feel better, Jin was relieved and said,

“But… if Y/N wants to go.. then I guess we can will all go.”

“Yay! Okay. Let’s go! Let’s go… can we?” You nudged Yoongi.

“Baby if you want to go, we will go. We’ll do whatever you want.” Young sweetly said.

Everyone looked at the two of you in disgust once they heard the pet name that Yoongi gave you. Everyone but Jungkook. He almost seemed like as if he was sick.

“Okay. So just text me when to meet you guys there tonight. I have to go.” Jungkook quickly said before he hurried and left.

That was strange. After Jungkook has left, the rest of them said that they were going to chill at Namjoon’s house for a bit until tonight.

“You two want to come over too? We can chill for a while. Watch a movie or something.” Namjoon suggested.

You were about to agree, until you heard Yoongi say,

“No.We’re good. We have stuff to do. We’ll just meet you at the club. Text me the address later.”

We have stuff to do? Looking confused at Yoongi, he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and gestured you to start heading towards his car before you could even say goodbye to the boys. Once the two of you settled into his car, you said,

“We didn’t get to say goodbye to the guys before we left.”

“It’s fine. We’re going to see them tonight anyways. We’re going to head to my place now, okay?” Yoongi asked.

Why was he making all these decisions without even asking me..

“Sure whatever.” You mumbled.

Thankfully the trip back to his house was very short, because for the whole ride the two of you were completely quiet. In your mind, you were running through the words that Elizabeth said, and was comparing yourself to how she looks. You weren’t thin like she was, you’re face wasn’t even small like hers, and without makeup you would even find yourself ugly sometimes. What did he see in me? You looked over at Yoongi and compared him to Alfred, it wasn’t hard to notice all the pros that Alfred didn’t have. For one, Alfred was not always very caring towards you, he often neglected you to hang out with his friends. Yoongi is also the type to shamelessly show PDA in front of his friend, just to show how much he loves you in front of everyone, unlike Alfred who seemed to be too engrossed with his friends to ever seem to care about you. You never really realized these traits about Alfred until now. Maybe forgetting Alfred won’t be so hard after all.

“We’re here.” Yoongi announced.

Unbuckling your seat belt for you, you were about to walk out of the car, until you realized that Yoongi just stayed in front of you with his face only inches away from you. He looked into your eyes as if waiting for permission to kiss you, you licked your lips and gave him a slight nod. The kiss first started off gentle and innocent, until he licked your lips to signal you to let his tongue enter. But you just weren’t feeling that into his physical affection today. Too much has happened, and you were no where near ready to act like nothing happened. Slightly giving him a push for him to return back to his seat, you tried your best to to play a playful smile and said,

“Why don’t we go inside first.”

Being totally obliviously, he happily nodded, and said,

“Baby you making me wait for you is going to just make me crazier and crazier.”

You weakly smiled at him, and hopped out of the car while heading towards his front door. In a hurried action, he quickly opened the door and held your hand while he led you to the couch in the living room. He sat down on the couch first, allowing himself to have a moment to just stare at you from head to toe and admire your beauty. God. I love her. He thought. With one swift move, he pulled your arm so you were now straddled onto his lap facing him. Once again, he lips reconnected with yours, but this time his hungered lips told you what his full intentions were. Your mind wanted so badly to feel the same way, but the truth was your brain was spinning none stop thinking about what Elizabeth told you today.

I’m Yoongi’s ex girlfriend.

Min.. Yoon… gi?

I thought Yoongi already told you about him and I.

I’m Yoongi’s ex girlfriend.

Ex girlfriend.

EX girlfriend…

“I can’t do this anymore.” You said as you pulled yourself away from Yoongi ignoring the bulge that you felt underneath you.

Feeing breathless after you pulled yourself away from him, he asked,

“Why? What’s wrong?”

You winced at yourself for not being able to hide your own feelings, but you decided to ask anyways,

“Who is Elizabeth? What is she to you?”

“Y/N… she doesn’t matter anymore. Nothing about her matters anymore.” He said.

Bullshit. How can none of this matter to him? You were getting angry at the fact that he’s trying to hide things from you. You were so honest with him, you even told him about Alfred. So why would he even try to lie to you now? Pushing yourself even further away from him, you were basically sitting at the very edge of the couch and said,

“Bullshit. I saw the way she affected you. The moment you saw her, you couldn’t even say a word to her. You couldn’t even stop yourself from looking at her. What is she to you Yoongi…? Just tell me.”

“Why does this matter? I told you none of this matters anymore. She and I were a mistake. We are what is important right now, not her.” He reassured you.

“I told you everything about Alfred when you asked me, why can’t you do the same? I feel like as if I’m the only one who’s trying so hard to make this work. I basically poured out my feelings towards you, but you can’t even answer my one simple question?” You stood up at you asked.

I can’t do this anymore. I’m leaving. Maybe I’ll go to Crystal’s dorm or something. But I need to get out of here. Noticing that you heading towards the front door, he asked,

“Where are you going?”

You felt tears welling in your eyes again. Dammit. Why do I always cry so easily when it comes to things involving Yoongi? Clenching your fist, you turned around only to see that he was just inches away from your body. You said,

“Yoongi. I’m so fucking done with this shit. I just want a break. I want some time by myself. Please. Stop.”

Wrapping your body with his arms, he tried to stop you from leaving. As long as I can keep her beside me, I’ll do anything.

“Okay. I’ll tell you whatever you want to know. Just don’t leave me Y/N. I can’t deal with you walking away from me when you’re feeling like this.”

You couldn’t talk because your mouth was trembling and your tears wouldn’t stop rolling down your face, so you gave a slight nod. Letting out a sigh of relief, he walked you back to the couch,  he pulled you down to his lap, as he held you while you let out all your tears. Once in a while, he would just hug you and tell you that he was sorry, and that he would make it up to you. Once your eyes were done crying, you just leaned your head into the crook of his neck, as you enjoyed the feeling of comfort that he gave you.

“Do you really want to know about Elizabeth and I?” He whispered.

“Yes please.” You answered.

Wincing at your answer as if he was in pain, he sighed but did nothing but hold you tighter for what seemed like hours before he finally started to talk.

“Elizabeth and I were childhood friends. We knew each other ever since we were in elementary school. At first we were only good friends, but slowly I started to fall for her. I loved how she made me feel so alive and happy when we were together.” Shit. “Even though I loved her, I couldn’t tell her because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I continued to love her while I watched her fall in love others. I was always there for her whenever she needed a shoulder to cry on, but at the time I wanted so bad to be the one for her. I wanted to be the one that she would live for.” Oh no.. “But it wasn’t until around my sophomore year in high school that I decided to build my courage to tell her my feelings. I’m not the type of person to just openly tell someone how I feel. It takes a lot of courage for me to do so, just like when I told you that I loved you. I had to build up my courage before I could do so.” he sweetly looked down into your eyes before continued on, “It wasn’t until the end of the year, when I was finally able to tell her. And apparently she also felt the same way, and that’s how we ended up dating. Everyone in our school thought that we would end up marrying each other, even our parents did. Even I thought so myself.” Oh shit.. “But.. it wasn’t until one day that I went to her house to see that she was in bed with someone else. It turns out that she only dated me to get the other guy jealous, and that she never really loved me. We broke things off that day, but what she did really hurt me, and it stopped me from wanting to tell anyone or show anyone how I felt. I know you wanted so badly to ask me about her earlier today, but it’s really hard for me Y/N. I hope you understand that it takes a lot of courage for me to tell you all this. That day when you told me everything about Alfred, I was so amazed and touched by how brave you were to talk about your past. I’m enchanted by you Y/N. You surprise me all the time. I’m only telling you all this because I want you to trust me Y/N. I know that you have your own demons that you need to deal with, which is why I never wanted to tell you about mine. You’re someone that’s very special to me, so I will do anything for you just to feel safe with me. I told you before, I won’t hurt you. You’re safe with me baby. Believe me.”

Without even realizing, you said,

“I love you… Min Yoongi.”

Shocked by your confession, he just looked at you. Noticing that he wasn’t going to say anything, you continued,

“Min Yoongi. I fucking love you so much right now you have no idea. I thought that forgetting Alfred would be so hard and that you wouldn’t be able to wait for me to finally give up on him and love you. But Yoongi, I just noticed that I’m in love with you. Thank you so so much for trusting me and telling me everything. The truth is I need you just as much as you need me.”

Still shocked, he said,

“Say it again. Tell me you love me again.”

“I. Love. You. Min. Yoon. Gi. With. All. My. Heart.” You said while you kissed him in-between each word.

As a present of gratitude, he gave you the sweetest and most gentle kisses possible. Thank you for loving me.  

And just like that for the rest of the afternoon, he made sweet passionate love to you in hopes of easing your worried mind. Although you already knew, he still wanted to prove to you with his actions that you were the only one that he loves, and that no one will ever get in between the two of you, not even Elizabeth.

“Y/N. Wake up baby.” Yoongi whispered into your ears as you were still peacefully sleeping.

You jumped as you felt his ice cold hands slip under the cover to rest his hands on your belly.

“Wake up. We have to go soon. We’re meeting up with the boys at bar remember?” He asked.

Oh right! Your eyes sprung open to see that Yoongi was facing you and just stared lovingly into your eyes.

“Is there a problem Mr. Min?” You smirked and asked.

“Get up baby. We have to leave soon. I left your clothes in the bathroom.” He smirked.

You glared at him knowing that he did this so that he could admire your naked body as you walk into the bathroom. Sneaky. You said,

“Two can play at this gym.”

You slowly peeled the covers off of your naked body, giving him more than enough time to just stare, and then you made sure to get up at the slowest pace possible to torture him a little more. You smiled when you heard him wince as he watched you get up and stretch your body. Once you finally got into the bathroom, you looked into the mirror, and saw your hair in a mess, your face flushed and your torso filled with pink marks that you know would turn purple by tomorrow. You decided that since you didn’t have enough time to shower, that you would just tie your hair up into a messy bun. Once you had all your clothes on, you walked out of the bathroom to be greeted with your beautiful boyfriend who has now changed into a pair of leather pants paired with a cream coloured knitted sweater and a black jacket. God. He’s so hot.

“Like what you’re seeing Miss. Y/N?” He teasingly asked.

“Do you think I’m dressed too casual?” You pouted as you stared back at your own attire.

“No baby you look beautiful. We have to go now or we’ll be late.” He said.

You nodded, and then the two of you left his house both feeling a lot happier than before.

On the ride to the bar, you got a text message from Jungkook saying that all the boys arrived and that they were going to go in first.

“I don’t like you getting so close with Jungkook.” Yoongi mumbled.

“We’re just friends. I like him as a friend and nothing more. You know that Yoongi..” You said.

Sighing he didn’t continue, because he didn’t want you to know that he overheard the boys talk about how Jungkook likes you. Once at the bar, you were surprised by the amount of people there. Yoongi told you to go order your drink, as he went to go and try to find the boys. Once you have ordered and was waiting for your drinks, you saw a figure coming towards you. It only took you seconds to recognize that it was Elizabeth, and just like Yoongi, she has changed her attire to a fitted navy blue dress that hugged all her curves causing all the boys to stare at her as she made her way towards you. You were slightly jealous at her body figure, but you made sure not to make it obvious. As you stared closely, you saw that she looked angry. What was her problem?

“What are you looking a-“ You were about to finish before she slapped you across the face. The slap was loud enough that it cause the people around the two of you to turn around and see what was going on.

“What is your problem?” You screamed above the music as you held onto the sore cheek that she just slapped.

“You bitch. You don’t deserve Yoongi. He deserves someone that loves him not you little piece of shit. I heard everything. You don’t even love him. Don’t waste his time you slut.” She spat at you.

You didn’t answer her. You were too shocked as to what just happened. How did she know? Who told her?

  • E.N.D.: Natsu, could I use your body for a moment? I have to go number 1!
  • Natsu: Come on, demon! Last time I gave you permission to use my body, you gave yourself a wedgie and then immediately switched back.
  • E.N.D.: This time, I am serious.
  • Natsu: Oh, really?
  • E.N.D.: Is this not the face of a man who seriously needs to go number 2?
  • Natsu: You just said it was number 1!
  • E.N.D.: Now it's number 3.
  • Natsu: What the hell is a number 3?!
  • E.N.D.: I don't know, but I have to do one.
  • Natsu: It isn't even a thing!
  • E.N.D.: Give me your body!
  • Lucy: Look guys, Natsu's arguing with his imaginary boyfriend again.
  • Lyon: I have one of those too. I call him Gray.
  • Gray: ...What?

anonymous asked:

prompt: Owen and Amelia are married and with a 2 year old. But Owen cheats on Amelia and she finds out. It results in them having multiple arguments and fights with them yelling hurtful things at each other. Amelia finds out she's pregnant again.

How Do I Live Without You

This is from Amelia’s POV

I sigh as my 2 and a half year old daughter Charlotte pushes away the pancakes  that I place in front of her.

“ Don’t want!’ She pouts. ’ Daddy make it better’ she adds.

’ Char, you have to eat breakfast, if not you’ll go hungry.’ I coax her. ’ Daddy is not here, so you have to eat mummy’s pancakes. ’
She continues pouting, turning her head away from me. I swear, my child is as stubborn, if not more stubborn than me.

’ Charlotte Addison’ I warn.

’ I want daddy!’ she cries.

I sigh again as she refuses to open her mouth to eat the piece of pancake I am now holding in front of her mouth.

Finally, after conceding to the idea that Charlotte was not going to eat the pancake, I shove it into my mouth. And cringe.

It tastes so salty. Did I accidentally add salt into the pancake instead of sugar?

No wonder Charlotte, who was usually a big fan of my pancakes refuses to eat them.

Salty. They used to be so sweet. Just like what my relationship with Owen used to be.
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We used to be the couple that everyone in the hospital was jealous about. After we got back together and decided to start anew, our relationship progressed rather quickly from being just friends to lovers, to being engaged and then married. And then along came Charlotte, the product of our love for each other. Throughout the duration of our relationship, our love for each other only intensified. I fell in love with his passion and his intensity , and of course his muscular looks. I loved how he could look so tough on the outside and yet be so gentle and compassionate on the inside. My heart melted each time I see him with Charlotte. I am not joking when I say that he was so good with her, she had him completely wrapped around his little finger. He loved cuddling with her, blowing raspberries on her stomach and making her giggle, lifting her up and spinning her around and tucking her into bed and night and watching her sleep.

But then, of course the universe had to conspire against me like it always did. You know how they say that life changes in an instant? Well mine did, yet again.

[ flashback]
It was just another ordinary day in the Grey Sloan Memorial
Hospital. I was entering into the final hour of my extremely busy shift , and just couldn’t wait to go home to cuddle with my dear child and loving husband.

’ Hey Dr Shepherd, you have any more cases to review her in the ER?’ Nurse Debbie approached me at the nurses counter in the ER.

’ Nope, just hanging around and waiting for my husband’ I replied.

’ Oh, I thought his shift ended an hour ago. I saw him walking out of the door with nurse Ginny. ’ Debbie pointed out.

Alarm bells were now ringing in my head. Nurse Ginny was one of the prettiest nurses in the whole hospital, but she was also well known for dating other women’s husbands.  What is Owen doing going out with her?

I let the matter slide , thinking that maybe they just went for a casual drink with another colleague.

That night he came back drunk at way past 12 midnight.

That night, I finally caved into the temptation of checking his phone as he was fast asleep in his drunken state. I never ever checked his phone before out of respect for his privacy, but that night something just urged me to check it.

That was when I discovered that they had been sexting and seeing each other every day after work. No wonder he started coming home late everyday , well past his shift. I knew his shift schedules, but I just brushed it off before as him staying back to help April out in the ER. Now I knew better.

One text caught my attention.

’ Ginny: I love you babe. The sex tonight was amazing! Are you up for tomorrow night?’

I resisted the temptation to slam the phone down and wake him up. This would have to wait until tomorrow.

The next morning, I decided to confront him about it. Being the honest person I am, I was very direct and upfront with him.

I had to catch him before he walked out the door. If before, he would kiss me and Charlotte good morning and comment how good my waffles and pancakes are, now he would just walk right out the door in the morning , without even a ’ good morning’.

’ Owen’ I called out just as he was about to walk out of the front door. He turned to look at me, a frustrated expression on his face, as if I was preventing him from rushing to a meeting that he was late for. Except that I knew his schedule very well, and knew that he was not even supposed to start his shift for several more hours.

’ What?’ he asked in an irritated tone, causing me to rethink confronting him straight.

’ I….I just want to know what time you’re coming home today.’ I muttered.

’ I don’t know yet’ he replied, as he moved towards the main door.

’ Are you going out with nurse Ginny?’ I asked suddenly, causing him to stop cold in his tracks and turn to look at me.

’ What? No…no…. Why would you think that?’ he stammered. I knew him well enough to know that  he was lying. In a way, it hurt,  because I really wished he wasn’t lying. But it was obvious that he was. When he lies, his face would flush , his ears would turn red and he would stammer, like what he was doing now. I wish I could put him into a lie detector brain MRI- to prove the fact that he was lying.

’ Yes, you are’ I said calmly. ’ If not - why would you be leaving work right after your shifts with her?’

’ Who told you so? I said I was working late…’

’ Really Owen? I know your schedule. I know from a reliable source that you both left work together.’

‘And what reliable source is that? Huh? Tell me!’ Owen’s voice was now raised in anger.

’ Right- can you explain the texts in your hand phone?’ I asked, my hands on my hips.

Owen’s face was even redder now, if that was at all possible.

’ It was just some random texts from a girl I barely know.’ Owen defended.

” No Owen’ I was persistent this time. ’ They were all from Ginny. And I read all your replies.’

’ Who gave you permission to read my texts anyway?’ Owen shot back.

I stepped back, feeling as if I had been stabbed on the chest.

’ I am your wife’ I defended, ’ We don’t keep secrets from each other.’

When Owen remained silent, I continued asking ’ How long has this been going on behind my back? ‘For one week? For a month? A year? This is how you treat me and your child? By cheating on us?’

’ I am sorry Amelia’ he mumbled. ’ I only slept with her once…’

’ ONLY? ONLY?!’ You only slept with her ONCE? So you’re planning to sleep with her again?!!’ I was now yelling at the top of my voice. Hell hath no fury like a woman who has been cheated on. ’ How many times did you go out with her before going all the way?! Who started it first? Was she good in bed?! Was she better than me in bed? Tell me??!!!’

’ I’m so sorry’ he replied meekly. ’ I caved into the temptation. I shouldn’t have…’

’ You’re damn right you shouldn’t have!!’ I screamed.

Just then, Charlotte, who had been awoken by my screaming, started wailing from her bedroom

’ Get out ’ I say in a low tone. ’ GET OUT NOW!!’ I screamed again, giving him a shove. I don’t want my daughter to be anywhere near her cheating father.

Owen finally walked out of the door, giving me a final sympathetic glance as he closed the door behind him.

After he shut the door, I went to grab Charlotte from her bed, and cuddle her, her tears mixed with mine as we both clung to each other for dear life. At least we still had each other.

[ end flashback]

Since then for the past month or so, Owen and I haven’t been speaking to each other. It was like we were both living in separate worlds. He would leave early every morning before I even woke up and return back long after I fell asleep. He didn’t even bother to kiss Charlotte good night or good morning anymore. He wasn’t the doting , loving father he used to be. I don’t recognize him anymore.
Even at work, we seldom spoke to each other, except to consult on cases, whereby our exchange would be more of a formal one. Occasionally, we would exchange a few words about Charlotte, but that’s that.

Once, he tried to initiate a conversation with me in an on call room, and another time I tried to initiate a conversation with him at home when he came back earlier than usual, but both times ended with heated arguments. I just wasn’t ready to forgive him yet, and he just wasn’t ready to admit his mistake. We were both stubborn in our own ways, neither of us wanted to cave in. No wonder Charlotte inherited the trait from us. Finally, we gave up and just went our separate ways.

Owen hasn’t been back home for the past few days, and frankly, I don’t give a damn anymore. He can go fuck Ginny all he wants, I really don’t care. I can raise Charlotte all by myself, I am a strong, independent woman. And I am going to raise Charlotte to be a strong, independent woman too.

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The familiar feeling of nausea overcomes me as soon as I shove the rest of the salty pancakes into my mouth. It rises up my throat like bile- and soon I find myself bolting to the nearest toilet and emptying my entire guts contents. As I clean up after myself, a sudden realization hit me like a brick. I have been throwing up my breakfast every single morning for the past one week or so, and I haven’t had my period for 2 months. What are the odds?

I feel like sliding on the ground- but instead I finish rinsing my mouth and go back to the kitchen where Charlotte is still sitting on her high chair. I cannot leave her unattended.

I take advantage of my off day to go grocery shopping with Charlotte. I decided to sneak in some extra things together with the grocery.

Later in the day, as Charlotte is taking her nap, I go into the bathroom and open up the 5 pregnancy tests I bought earlier on. I take a deep breath and lift my head up to the ceiling, copying the superhero pose I’ve always paraded in the OT before my surgeries. Except this time, it wasn’t a surgery. I am about to find out whether I am going to have another baby with my cheating husband. This time, I’ll do it alone, I promise myself. I can do this. I am Amelia Shepherd after all, I am a world class neurosurgeon, I save lives and operate on inoperable tumors for a living, surely I can handle raising 2 children on my own. Two children. Not one child anymore.

Before I know it, the 5 minutes is up. I take another deep breath, and dare myself to peer down at the results . All 5 tests are clearly positive. The universe must really hate me. I am so screwed. This time, I allow myself to slide down the bathroom wall and remain seated on the bathroom floor. This baby was conceived out of love during our happier days. But he/she wouldn’t be born into a happy household. It wouldn’t be fair for the baby. I really don’t know what I should do now. I mean, obviously I would have to keep the baby. But will Owen want to be a part of their life? He barely even acknowledges Charlotte anymore. Will he treat the new baby the same? Should I tell him before it becomes obvious and he starts thinking it isn’t his? Screw You, universe.


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The Golden Rule (Requested by Anon)

Author: ererisoma
Word Count: 579
Plot: You’re in the Golden Quartet (Trio), and Ron finds out you like his brother (George Weasley).

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“Who’re they?” asked the new Slytherin girl to Draco.

“The Golden Quartet,” he spat.

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Ever since that first day of Hogwarts n your fifth year, when Hermione took you to the bathroom when you had a panic attack in Herbology, you’ve become close to what used to be called “The Golden Trio.”

It all started on that day, of course, Hermione quickly calmed you down, assuring you you weren’t going to fail at all. After this, she took you to lunch with Harry and Ron, who both greeted you with a smile. 

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