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i want to start a petition for girls to stop playing my heart

Saudade - Chris Schistad

Originally posted by alvrmorata

Hii guys, just something that came to mind and I decided to write. English is not my first language, so, I’m really sorry for any mistakes. I hope you enjoy it ;)

Summary: (Y/N) is exchange student, having a bad day missing home, so her best friend suprises her.

Warnings: Possibly grammar errors

FREDAG 14:30

The bell had finally rung.

And the day was finally over, and before anyone could stop her for a small talk at the hallways, she was already at the bus stop, taking the first bus to her little apartment not too far from there.  

(Y/N) was having an awful day, and it wasn’t because the day didn’t go as planned, everything went perfectly fine, school was fine and her grades were good; it was just the feeling deep in her heart she usually felt a few times during the year, the feeling she couldn’t put into words because in this new language, it didn’t exist.

She enjoyed being an exchange student, she felt lucky and blessed to have this opportunity. Being independent and living alone, exploring a new culture was exciting, having new friends, and she enjoyed as much as she could, but she couldn’t help missing her country, the tropical weather, the food and her family.

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  • *221B*
  • Baby Holmes: *folding her arms; grumpy* Why do Mummy and Daddy have to have another baby?
  • Mycroft: *bored* Contraceptives aren't in their vocabulary.
  • Baby Holmes: *pouts* Why couldn't I go to the Hospital?
  • Mycroft: *raises an eyebrow* Because that's not the first memory you want of your little brother *shudders* Believe me.
  • Baby Holmes: *frowns* I hate him.
  • Mycroft: *dismissive* It won't last.
  • Baby Holmes: *confused* Whyyyy?
  • Mycroft: *rolls his eyes* Oh, I don't know. You'll notice he's dropped his favourite toy and tuck it next to him even though he's fast asleep. You'll be playing in the park, warning him not to touch the bees and then kissing his sting better. You'll never get to be Captain of the pirate ship, I'm afraid, but that doesn't matter *waves a hand* Walking the plank is just as fun.
  • Baby Holmes: ...
  • Baby Holmes: *blinks* Really?
  • Mycroft: *smiles* Yes.
  • Baby Holmes: *whines* What if he steals my stuff?
  • Mycroft: *chuckles* He'll bring you dead things, most likely. Anyway, it's worth it to see him trying to walk around in your massive shoes, tripping over the dog if not his own feet.
  • Baby Holmes: *confused* But we don't have a dog.
  • Mycroft: *quickly* No.
  • Baby Holmes: *kicks her legs* Uncle Mycroft?
  • Mycroft: Mmmm?
  • Baby Holmes: *scratches her head* Where do babies even come from?
  • Mycroft: *sighs* I have no idea. Ask your father. Don't take no for an answer.
  • Baby Holmes: *grins* Okay, Uncle Mycroft.
  • *meanwhile, at the Hospital*
  • Molly: *exhausted* So, Hamish Mycroft William? Or William John Siger?
  • Sherlock: *holding his son, smiling* The first one.

Okay so I’m pretty sure that most people remember the beginning of One Hundred and One Dalmations. But how about we take the scene in the park and flip it to Widowtracer. 

Tracer being bored and staring out the window, looking for a cute, available girl with a lovable pooch that would match her Jack Russell Terrier. After sizing people up and finding none of them to her taste, she’s about to give up when she discovers a tall, clean French woman, walking her elegant and fluffy poodle. Tracer falls in love immediately, and takes out her terrier to meet them. 

At the park, Tracer tries to strike up conversation with Widow, but Widow refuses to give her the time of day. Their dogs are progressing slightly, the poodle being taken back by the terrier, but faring better than their owners. Eventually the poodle and the terrier hatch a plan, which is to get their owners together. They attempt to do so by wrapping them both up in their leashes, which surprises Tracer, who automatically apologizes to Widow for her dog’s behavior. Before Widow can respond, Tracer attempts to wiggle out of the leashes, only to end up falling forward, on top of Widow. 

Widow starts laughing, because she’s underneath a cute girl while their dogs hold them hostage, and honestly she had not been expecting this. She decides to roll with it, and when they get untangled, she hands Tracer her number before leaving. Tracer grins victoriously before taking her terrier home, a spring in her step.