gen!!!

Before they knew it, the two of them were lying in the dew-covered grass, looking up at the stars. She’d never met another vampire before outside of her own family, which was something he found slightly ridiculous, and, to say the least, intriguing.

“So, what is your name, anyway?”  Sabrina finally asked.

“Ugh.”  He hesitated.“It’s Cerberus. But don’t call me that.”  He laughed.“My father is… old fashioned, to say the least. I prefer Seb.”

“Sabrina.”  She responded.“You have a dad? I just, aren’t most vampires turned?”

He laughed again.“You’re a vampire, so there’s no way you don’t know my dad. Every one of us knows my dad.”  He rolled his eyes. The way he spoke about his father was almost sarcastic.

“For real though, you must have at least heard of Vladislaus. Vladislaus Straud?”

The name rang through her head like an alarm. Oh, she knew about him alright. Her parents briefed her on their situation the moment her and Sosi reached teenhood.

She rolled over so she was practically on top of him.“Listen, Seb, I’m going to go.” She rested her hand on his chest.“But give me your number. This conversation is definitely not over yet.”

One headcanon I kinda like is the idea that post-canon Kaiba sometimes still has trouble entirely separating Yuugi from Atem. He knows they’re separate entities by now. He knows there’s a Yuugi and an Atem. He knows that Yuugi never was Atem. And he knows that Atem is gone.

Logically.

But sometimes he just can’t wrap his mind around that. Everything that happened still feels so surreal, so impossible. Sometimes he finds himself looking at Yuugi and expecting Atem to be there, somewhere. He knows he’s not, but a little part of him still wants to believe otherwise. How could he come to accept that Atem exists and then have to accept that he doesn’t anymore? Not here, anyway. Not in Yuugi.

Usually Yuugi doesn’t mind too much. He understands. Even he still thinks of Atem as his other self. He really kept the act up for a while, too. Kaiba didn’t know for as long as the others did, and he’s had to get past deep-seated skepticism to get this far. It makes sense that it’s difficult for him to process.

But Yuugi has better days and worse days. Sometimes he misses Atem so much it’s like there’s a hole in his chest that can’t be filled. He just feels so alone. Sometimes he struggles to pin down his own identity – his own strengths – as he compares himself to Atem. Sometimes he just desperately needs people to understand that he is here and that he’s trying to make the best of it.

So sometimes it hurts when Kaiba calls Atem “Yuugi” or talks about things Atem did as if Yuugi did them. He can get upset, maybe disproportionately so. It’s not like Kaiba’s the only one who does these things. But he tried so long to be Kaiba’s friend, cared for him so deeply, all the while knowing that Kaiba was chasing after a goal that wasn’t him. That most of his friends knew him first as Yuugi, the real Yuugi… but not Kaiba. And now, whether they’re friends or something more, Kaiba’s finally seeing him for who he is. Just… maybe not all the time.

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cece: psst guess what its a boy

blue: r u sh*tting me

cece: no but u cant tell talon

blue: y omfg

cece: im trying 2 convince him tht HE thinks its a girl…..tryna make a bet…uk make some cash outta this situation u feel

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blue: we r all grown up now huh

cece: ya kinda :’-)

blue: n everything gonna change now

cece: probably..a lil bit

cece: but u will always be my best friend n that will never change!!!!!

blue: :’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’-)

cece: :’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’-)

bratsims: :’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’-) 

1934. New years eve. You’re in brooklyn just for a few hours to watch Glenn Miller play before he goes mia during the war. This guy across the room keeps making eyes at you & he’s kinda cute so you smile back & he comes over to talk.
“You know, I know the face of every dame in Brooklyn. So why don’t I know you?”
“I’m from California. Just passing through.”
“Thats a shame”
So he sits down & you get talking. Hours pass but it feels like minutes. Next thing you know hes asking you to dance to what would later be called Moonlight Serenade.
“So how long are you in town for?”
“I’m leaving tonight.”
“So this is all I get?”
“Give me a reason to stay.”
At that moment the music changes and people start counting down to midnight.
“10. 9. 8. 7…”
“Why did you leave california?”
“It wasnt home.”
“I can give you a home. So please, stay. Just for a while.”
“3. 2. 1. Happy new year!”
You go in for the kiss and it’s like instant fireworks. “Happy New Year, Bucky Barnes.” You impulsively decide to stay and wind up moving in with Bucky and his skinny little friend. You start working at the club where you two met as a singer while he works any job he can get. Years pass and you fall madly in love. Then Pearl Harbor is bombed and he gets drafted. On his last night before shipping out he takes you out to the Stark Expo and out dancing and the two of you stay out until sunrise. You go with him to the docks so you can kiss him goodbye one last time before he leaves and right before he gets on the boat he slides a ring on your finger.
“When I get back I want you to make me the luckiest man in the world.”
Months pass and you find yourself alone because even his skinny friend left to go fight in the war. You spend your days reading every paper and listening to the radio praying you never hear his name amongst the dead. Once you hear about the Howling Comandos you spend all your time at the movies watching news reels hoping to see his face again. Then one day your whole world comes crashing down when you hear about what happened on the train so you pack your bags and never look back. Fast forward to modern day. Bucky is out of cryo. Every trace of Hydra is gone from his brain. He decides to move back to Brooklyn because it was the last place he ever felt truly happy. Then one day, at the local farmers market, he sees a girl that looks identical to you but brushes it off as his mind playing tricks on him. Except he keeps seeing that girl everywhere around town. One day he sees the girl and notices a very familiar ring on her finger. He gets up the courage to ask her about it.
“Excuse me, miss. Where did you get that ring?”
“My fiancé gave it to me before …”
You turn to face the man and fall silent, tears springing to your eyes.
“Bucky?”
You practically knock him off his feet with the force of your hug, trying to hide your sobs in his chest.
“Kitty? How is this possible?”
“Come with me back to my place. There’s a lot to explain.”
He follows you back to your apartment building, the same one you two lived in together all those years ago but recently renovated. You make him some tea and sit with him on the couch explaining that the reason you were still alive and as young as when he left was because you were a time traveler who had only been in that club that night to hear Glenn Miller. You tell him that the California you had left behind was the modern one and that he was the only reason you stayed as long as you did and that the only reason you left was because your home had supposedly died in the war. Then you tell him that you moved back into your old building because it was the closest thing you had to a real home and that you still wear his ring every day and tell any guy that hits on you that you’re engaged. Bucky breaks down crying which makes you start crying and all either of you can do is hold each other before you finally break the silence.
“Now that you’re back, how about I keep my promise and make you the luckiest man in the world?”
He moves in that same day and later that week you start planning your wedding 70+ years in the making. Every little detail has to be perfect. And Bucky wants to be involved in making sure it’s all perfect. The only thing you don’t let him get involved with is picking the song for your first dance. The big day rolls around and everything goes acording to plan. All of your closest friends and family are there. Both of you were sobbing while reading your vows. Everything was perfect. Back at the reception everyone is milling around waiting for the two of you to make your grand entrance. The doors open and you head to the dance floor for your first dance. Moonlight Serenade starts playing over the speakers and Bucky breaks down in tears, remembering both the night you met and the night before he shipped out and how much he’s loved you for all these years. He leans in close and whispers in your ear. “This song was the only thing Hydra could never take from me. Every time I thought about it I could see your face and I felt safe and loved.”
This made you break down crying and all you could do was hold him close and kiss him, giving him yet another sweet memory to go with your song. More years pass and one day you come home to find Bucky on the couch with your kids watching random home movies when suddenly the video and photo montage from your wedding starts playing, the song Lucky by Bif Naked playing over pictures of you getting ready, and Bucky starts tearing up. You walk up behind him and bend over to wrap your arms around him, kissing his cheek before moving to the other side and sitting in his lap, singing along with the song, both finally happy and home.


(Sorry it’s so long. Also sorry for any typos. I was literally sobbing while typing this.)


Please tell me you’ve written this or are planning to because I swear I almost cried and you picked one of my favourite songs. and I’m gonna need a minute. - Gen 

Fluffy Friday™ 

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Gardenia stood back up feeling numb. She wasn’t really sure what was happening.

Gardenia: Azure, what’s wrong? Don’t you want to get married?

Azure: See, that’s the thing. I don’t.

Gardenia: W-what do you mean? Is it too soon? We’ve been dating almost a year now.

Azure: I think you have everything all wrong. Yeah, we’ve been dating, but this is more like a casual thing. I don’t really want to be tied down. Life’s too short to spend with just one person.

Gardenia: You’ve been seeing other people?

Azure: Yeah, haven’t you?

Gardenia: No! No I haven’t! Why didn’t you ever tell me you were with other people? You what, just didn’t think it was important for me to know?

Azure: It’s not like I was cheating on you. I never said we were official.

Gardenia: I asked you if we were girlfriends.

Azure: And I never said we were. I guess it’s my fault for not correcting you.

“For years now, I wanted to contact you and be a part of your life, but I was too scared to. It was actually my wife that convinced me to just bite the bullet and send you a message,” He smiled wistfully. “She’s called Marie, she’s a really nice woman.”

I struggled to think of what to say next.

“Maybe… maybe if you’d tried when I was a lot younger I’d have let you. But you didn’t, and that’s why I’m not interested. I was prepared to let loose and unleash fury when you came here, but… that didn’t happen. It’s just… I don’t  think I could ever forgive you for what you said to Mom back then. I’m an alien too, and I don’t want to have a father who thinks we’re monsters. We’re not like that. My dad doesn’t treat us any different and accepts us for who we are.”

“You have to understand, Pippa, I was young and ignorant then. Only eighteen! I was raised by my very prejudiced father after my mother died who didn’t encourage me to have an open mind, and that led to my downfall. You aren’t a monster, you’re my child. Even if you won’t accept me as your father, I’ll always consider you to be my daughter. If you ever change your mind, I’ll always welcome you with open arms, so will your sister and stepmother,” I nodded, not having any intention of joining that family. “I should probably get going now, it’s clear that I’m overstaying my welcome.”