Fiz esse desenho a um bom tempo e recentemente resolvi pedir para a IA fazer a pintura e transformar em um desenho 2d, até que gostei de como ficou, então resolvi compartilhar. Aqui está a família de Aang e Katara que imaginei como seria de outra forma.
Bumi = dobrador de ar
Kya = dobradora de água
Mila = dobradora de ar ( ela usa as roupas azuis, pois gosta de combinar com sua irmã gêmea kya, mais tarde começa a usar os trajes dos nômades do ar.)
Mila.
Esse aqui pedi para a IA fazer com base no desenho anterior.
It was a peaceful afternoon in Tokyo, and the sun was beginning to set, casting a golden light over the balcony of Satoru Gojo and his wife, Sumire’s, home. The gentle wind gently swayed the curtains, while the aroma of freshly brewed tea filled the air.
Satoru, known for his unmatched skill as a Jujutsu sorcerer and his everlasting youthful spirit, was lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with a lazy expression. Sumire, on the other hand, was busy in the kitchen, preparing a snack for the two of them.
“Toru!” she called, her tone playful. “Are you going to stay there all day? You look like a lazy cat!”
“I’m a lazy cat, honey. I’ve worked really hard this week. I deserve it!” Satoru replied, turning his head to look at her, blinking with one of his blue eyes.
“If you don’t move, I’m going to use this free time to do something you won’t like very much…” Sumire said, with a mischievous smile on her face.
“Oh no! That means you’re going to try to clean my ears again, doesn’t it?” Satoru laughed, remembering a previous attempt in which he hadn’t cooperated.
“Exactly!” she replied, placing her hands on her hips defiantly. “You always complain about the things you don’t hear… maybe this will help you hear better!”
“I would just call it torture, Sumire!” he exclaimed, laughing.
With an exaggerated gesture, Sumire approached him and pulled him to sit down. “Come on, Satoru. Just this once! I promise you’ll love it afterwards. It’s like a spa for your ears.”
Satoru sighed, but the expression on Sumire’s face was undeniably captivating. He finally gave in. “Okay, okay! But if it hurts, I’ll make you eat broccoli for dinner!” She hated broccoli.
Sumire laughed, grabbing a small towel and a solution she had prepared. “Then it’s a deal! Now, stay still and don’t make me laugh.”
He settled on the couch, laying his head in her lap as she gathered the supplies. “You should have chosen to be a nurse, you know? You take care of me like no one else.”
“Who else would take care of you, you silly thing?” Sumire replied softly as she began the process. “Now, stay still. Let’s focus on your ears.”
Satoru closed his eyes and tried to relax. As she gently began to clean his ears, the sensation was strange, but, blocking out the potential pain, he focused on his wife’s voices. With each touch, Sumire murmured something affectionate and amusing.
“You know you get too excited about little things, right? Look, even when you clean your ears, you look like a rock star.”
“Of course! I’m the brightest star in the world!” Satoru made an exaggerated gesture with his hands, making Sumire laugh.
“Don’t move around so much, or I’ll end up cleaning your brain too!” she teased. “And that wouldn’t be good at all!”
“Do that and you’ll lose your wifely skills!” he replied, with a mischievous smile.
Gradually, the cleaning became leisurely, and they talked about the details of the day, things they planned to do over the weekend, and the little joys of their daily lives. The simple act brought unexpected comfort.
Finally, Sumire finished what she had started and looked on with satisfaction. “How do you feel? Like you can hear better?”
Satoru opened his eyes, his gaze lighting up. “Yes, actually, I can hear your voice more clearly now. It’s like you’re in stereo!”
“See? I told you it was a good idea!” Sumire said triumphantly. “Besides, now you’ll stop asking me to repeat things all the time.”
“Only if you promise not to do that often!” Satoru made a comical face.
“Deal! Only on one condition: you have to help me organize the books on the shelf,” she said playfully.
“Ugh, you’re the only one who can make me do difficult tasks in this relationship. Very well, I agree, but first I need my kiss for good behavior,” Satoru replied, pretending to be dramatic, but with a big smile on his face and pouting.
Sumire rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but smile. “You’re impossible, you know that?”
“Yes, and you love it! Now, come on! A kiss.” He leaned towards her, a playful look in his eyes, while she hesitated, holding back a laugh.
“Okay, you win,” she leaned closer to his face and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
Satoru tried to lean closer again to steal another kiss, but Sumire pulled away, knowing that if she let him continue, his next move would be to take her to the bedroom.
Standing up from the couch, she said, “But now, let’s get this task done before the list gets any longer!”
Satoru, pouting, stood up reluctantly, but already making plans for when they finished organizing the books.
And there, wrapped in laughter and love, the couple enjoyed the moment, knowing that even simple tasks could turn into special memories when shared with the right person.
ok, guys, I'm back for part 2 🤪 I can't believe you guys actually want more.anyway here is the link to part one if you haven't read it already. part one.. (it took me too long to figure out how to do that it was embrassing💀)
james sirius Potter x muggleborn!reader
word count: 770 words
"James how did you manage to send us 43 years back in time, instead of three!" you hiss at the boy while flicking his forehead. "you have to now figure out how to get us home ya big dumbass," you say rolling your eyes.
"uhm, there's more." Albus continues, his eyes never leaving the time turner as he fiddles with it. "it looks like this thing is gone. so we need to fix it first." he says pocketing the now broken time turner
James stands up and runs his hand through his dark brown hair, the stress on his evident when he takes a seat on the sofa, the remaining following sut when they sit on the chair beside them
"I have an idea, but it's gonna be risky." james says as he looks at you and Albus.
"What if we ask Uncle Remus to help?" he continues, "he's smart, and out of any of their group, he'd be the one to help us." he says as he scans our faces, looking for our reactions to his plan
"it is possible, but how are we going to convince him to help us, we're just strangers to him. I doubt if we say, 'We're 43 years from the future, and you're the father of our uncle, he'll for sure help us then'." Albus says sarcastically as he leans his head on my shoulder, tired from the travel while his eyes slowly close.
"hmm, what if we instead say We're three years from the future? and the turner stopped working, we could possibly convince him then?" I say as I grab the blanket, covering Albus while he sleeps
after first getting together with James, you made an active effort to get as close to his family as you could, hoping to fit in with them, and you did. all of his cousins and siblings consider you as a part of the family while James' parents made you call them mom and dad. Albus and Lily both considered you James' better half and were closer to you than they were to James.
"How about this - we'll very obviously have to change our name. so, James, your last name is now Walker. I'll keep my name since I'm a muggle-born and Al? your name is Alfred Walker." You say, tapping the boy softly as he hums in response.
"The real and harder question is. where do we sleep and like live? " You say as you bite your nails –a habit you picked up when you were stressed or deep in thought– James' hand grabs yours and holds it, occasionally rubbing his thumb over your hand in a comforting manner.
"Maybe the room of requirement?" he says, looking over at you.
"Remember the spell I was working on with your dad? I could probably use that, but I'd need an unused or empty room, which people wouldn't use much." you say as you look around, hoping to find an empty room
"Oh right, what even was that spell for," James asks, his hand now gently squeezing yours, trying to end those thoughts running around your mind.
"Well, that spell allowed me to make an exact copy of my house and have it with me wherever I go. I know it seems useless in retrospect, but considering who my boyfriend is. it's good to have on hand." you say, smiling with a teasing tone in my voice,grabbing his hand and kissing it.
James smirks and starts to respond when the painting of the common room suddenly slams open, causing Albus to flinch and sit up. a group of four boys enters, following a girl who seems to be angry
"Lily, it was just a joke." says the boy with the glasses as he follows her aimlessly while the rest of the boys make their way to the sofa when they spot you three.
"Who are you guys." the one with the scar says, crossing his arms around his chest as he scans you all, trying to figure out if he's seen you before
well,this is going to be harder then you guys thought.
chap two is done! I hope u guys liked it and more chapters coming out soon :) again, if you have any suggestions or tips for me, please do tell as I want to be good at this :) also I need series name ideas!!
i WANT to read a passionate, poetic, jaw dropping, tears streaking down my face, heart wrenching, giggle inducing, feet kicking, cringy yet amazing, gorgeous story written by someone who apologizes for english not being their first language(they're the best writers ever) which has 4 chapters and then makes me scream because it hasnt been updated in months and the author is mia
• Requested by anon: Can you write one where Jay comes to rescue you/join you when you’re out with your friends and drunk? Thanks you xxxxx
• Warnings: mention of drinking.
• Word count: 2182.
• A/N: pls this is so bad I’m so sorry for how it turned out 💀 Let me know what you think, any advice is highly appreciated. As always thank you so much for the feedback given so far 💞 Love y'all, stay safe 💕
Jay was on the couch watching TV, or rather, constantly changing the channel in search of something interesting to watch, bored to death. You were out for a drink with your friends and your absence was definitely noticeable, damn, Jay wasn’t used to that silence. He usually didn’t even know what silence was when you were with him as you were a tornado, unable to stay still.
He let out a sigh, trying not to give in to the temptation to text or call you. He didn’t want to know what you were doing or who you were with, he just wanted to hear from you, but he promised himself that he wouldn’t bother you and that he wouldn’t be one of those boyfriends who constantly annoyed their girlfriends with texts and calls, he wasn’t the type. He just wanted you to have fun with your friends and have a happy and carefree time.
• Requested by @unknownlullaby: Jay and pregnant!reader are married and reader works at MED. One day ambulance 61 comes in with Jay. He is not seriously wounded but when reader heard he was brought in she assumed the worst. She storms into his room and they argue. Something about him being reckless and her being worried. Bit of a mix of fluff and angst. Would LOVE to read something like that - LOVE ALL YOUR WORK DARLING🤍🤍🤍
• Warnings: slight mention of injuries and bruises, some bad words.
• Word count: 2439.
• A/N: I’m sorry for any mistake, I hope this turned out okay. I’ll never stop thanking you guys for every like, reblog and comment, thank you so much. Sending lots of love, stay safe out there 💞
When you got pregnant you knew that working as a doctor would be difficult, you always said that to all your patients but now, seven months pregnant, everything you really felt was nowhere near what you imagined the first few months. No manual, no book had prepared you for those hormonal changes, nausea, swollen feet, back pain and absurd hunger.
It was a Tuesday morning and you were at Med’s to start preparing maternity leave papers and you were actually looking forward to being able to stay home and rest, even though you knew you were really going to miss work.
Requested: yes, by anon for prompt 39: “You’re safe now, I’m here.”
Summary: Y/N feels her world shift when a regular day gets turned upside down. Meanwhile, Jay has to find a way to do his job and keep his family safe.
Word Count: 4,249
Warnings: canon-typical mentions of violence
A/N: I guess we will never get tired of this prompt for Jay? Prompt is pretty overused for Jay so I tried something different this time! This was supposed to be maybe a 1k fic but my brain had other ideas. Shoutout to the ever amazing @fighterkimburgess for letting me run this idea! And ofc shoutout to my Jay girls @hereforhalstead @halsteadlover who have been waiting for this fic since I mentioned it!! Less emphasis this time on the actual case but anyhow, pls tell me what you guys think and don’t kill me if it isn’t good lol.
JAY HALSTEAD MASTERLIST
You’d barely opened your eyes when your daughter had catapulted herself into your bed and onto you and Jay.
Your laughter was drowned out by Jay’s groan, before he turned around and grabbed your four year old and wrapped her into his arms. Sophia’s giggles filled the room as Jay wrestled gently with her before letting her go and sitting up.
• Summary: After the mysterious disappearance of some of his hoodies, Jay finally discovers who the thief is.
• Warnings: None.
• Word count: 1601.
• A/N: Hiii besties how are y'all? Hope everyone is doing great. I wrote this few days ago and I thought I could post it while working on a request. Let me know what you think and if I should change something. Sending so much love to every single one of you, stay safe out there. 💞
You were at your long time boyfriend’s house, your head on his lap as both of you rested on his couch, your body covered with a duvet. Jay’s attention was fully directed to the hockey match on tv. You knew nothing, and you mean nothing, could distract him when his favourite team was playing. He cursed when the opposing team scored, making you giggle as you kept looking at him. He was hilarious when he was grumpy.
Jay has to take his daughter to work for the first time and he’s not excited about it.
For the one that voted Jay x daughter on the poll (this is not a Christmas story though)
Jay wasn’t comfortable with the idea of taking his 4 years old daughter to work, but seemed like luck was not on his side. The girl was on vacation, Y/N was on a work trip, the nanny got sick, Will was on shift and the little girl’s grandparent’s couldn’t take care of her all day long, so he had no choice. He called Voight, who with his raspy voice and without any problem said “Bring her.”
He sighed, “Ok, baby girl. You are coming to work with me today” He notified his little daughter who was sitting with her short legs hanging from the couch.
“To the police station?” Her eyes were shining bright out of excitement.
“Yea”, her dad chuckled. “Mommy will pick you up later, when she comes back home from her trip, ok?”
“Okay. I am excited!” Excited was the last feeling she learned in school and from then on she would use it for everything.
“I am excited too”, he lied, he was more nervous than anything. “Go get your backpack”, he ordered and when she was gone he muttered to himself, “I’m already running late”
It wasn’t common to take one’s son or daughter to the bullpen, but is wasn’t so strange either. Voight and Al had done it in the past with their kids; Burgess and Adam had done it with Malayla too, even Kevin had to take his little sister from time to time. This was the family Hank talked about.
Jay went upstairs with a small pink and shinny backpack with unicorn form on his arm, making a funny contrast with the gun hanging from his hips.
“Where’s the baby girl?” Adam said when he saw his friend arriving alone.
“Platt stole her from me”, he answered. He would have arrived even later if he had waited for Trudy to give her back to him. Kim smiled at the image.
“We haven’t seen her in a while”, Al peeked his head from his hidden desk to participate in the conversation, “A bit of her cheerfulness will do good to this place”
“Well, she is, and I’m quoting, “very excited” to see you all”, the proud dad smirked.
But as much excited as she was, the baby Halstead was very shy to even say good morning to them. As soon as Trudy Platt carried her upstairs, the girl ran towards her father as fast as she could.
“Why are you crying?” Jay asked in a very low voice, while sitting her on his lap.
But the one answering the question was Platt, “She started to worry when she noticed you weren’t around downstairs and then silently started crying”
Ashamed, the little Halstead girl hugged her dad’s neck and buried her face on his shoulder. A chorous of “aw” was heard around. This wasn’t what she expected, visiting the police station didn’t make her feel excited after all.
“It’s alright”, Jay kept whispering into her ear. It was only after a few minutes later that she calmed down, but even when she was acting as if nothing had happened, she was still embarrased.
Al passed by from the coffee room to his desk and handed a coockie to the girl. She hesitated on accepting it, she first turned to her dad who nodded in approval and she stretched her tiny arm to take it.
“Precauted girl. Good”, Olinsky smiled at her and she smiled back.
“Why don’t you take your colors and get to work in your coloring book, hm?” Jay said more like an order as he put her down. He couldn’t really advance in his work if she was there right beside him.
They walked to an unoccupied desk right infront of Adam. The girl climbed the chair as her dad took her belongings out of the unicorn backpack, “There you go. I’ll be right there if you need me. Remember to…”
“…be quiet, shhh” his daughter completed.
She stayed there for a while, coloring different pages. The detectives, specially Kim, would praise her artistic work whenever they had to walk by her side. She liked Kim, that woman was funny, but she couldn’t really take her eyes off of the man who had gave her the cookie: Alvin Olinsky, but he was too busy to noticed.
“Daddy”, she silently stood up an whispered, trying not to distract the people around, “I don’t want to color anymore. I want to draw”
“Uh, let me check if I have something for you to—“
“I have some white sheets in here”, Hailey opened a drawer and handed a bunch to the Halstead girl. She liked Hailey too, she had a bright smile.
“How do you say?” Her father encouraged her before going back to her place.
“Thank you, Hailssss”
She was immersed in her own world, drawing, coloring and cutting. She stood up to get closer to Adam and touched his leg to call his attention.
“How do you write ‘I love you’?” She asked the detective.
“Oh!” He took a notebook and a pen, “Very easy, let me just show you”
Jay looked up to witness the scene, altough he couldn’t hear any word they were exchanching, “Hey, sweetie”, he called out, “Let Ruz work, ok?”
“No big deal” His collegue said handing her the sheet.
A few minutes later, the little girl stood up once more to go with her father. She stretched her hand to hand him a very colorful circle of paper.
“Wow! Is this for me?” Jay exxagerated his emotion, and then melted when he read the phrase ‘I love you’ followed by a crooked heart.
With excitement, she explained it was a cup holder: “Yea, you can put your mug there”. Following orders from such a smooth voice, Jay placed his mug over the gift.
“Just what I needed” He kissed her head. When she withdrew of his side, Jay immediatly took the paper with the witten phrase and placed it in a spot where he was able to see it all the time.
Before going back to sit on her chair, the girl passed by Al’s desk and stood next to him staring, until he finally noticed.
She took him by surprise, a cute surprise, “Hey, you scared me!” That made her laugh.
“What do you like the most?” The kid asked wothout any other introduction, “Ducks or unicorns?”
Detective Olinsky took his time to answer the question. He observed that Halstead’s daughter was wearing a T-shirt full of unicorns, her pink shinny backback also had the shape of a unicorn, so he went by that, thinking it would be the correct answer.
“Unicorns, I love unicorns”
But she didn’t had the reaction he expected, instead she sadenned, “Oh! I was going to draw a duck for you”
Being in a space close to Olinsky, and paying attention to what his daughter was doing all the time, Jay listened and couldn’t help to smile to the reaction of his parter.
“Oh, well, I love ducks too!” Alvin tried to amend his error.
“A duck, then?”
“Yea, a duck!”
And she moved her tiny legs as fast as she could. Both detectives shared a look and laughed.
It didn’t pass a lot of time when the girl was next to Olinsky’s chair again, but this time he noticed. Without speaking, she handed to him the drawing of a duck happily swimming in a lake.
“What? Is this for me?” She nodded. There was something peaceful in his voice that she liked. “Thank you very much! I really love it. What’s this?” He pointed to a brown circle tha was close to the animal. The answer make him smile showing his teeth.
“A cookie”
“Well, this masterpiece deserves to be in a special place” The detective took a bit of tape and pasted the drawing where it could be seen by everyone.
Little Halstead ran to his father to tell him what just had happened.
“That’s not fair!” Adam teased her later on the day. “I want my own drawing too! I showed you how to write that phrase, you gotta remember that!”
“It will have to be another day”, Jay intervened. “Time to pick everything up, your mom’s on her way to pick you up”
“Mommy’s back?” She asked with the same bright eyes she had when realizing she was going to the police station.
“Yeah!” Her dad smirked.
“I am excited!” She stated while putting her stuff back into the backpack.
“Say goodbye, time to go. Mommy’s downstairs”
She waved her little hand to everybody in the bullpen, “Bye bye”. She even peeked her head into Voight’s office, “Goodbye, Serge”
“You are leaving already? Goodbye, little one” Hank said in a very friendly tone, “Come back soon, whenever you want”
She laughed at the idea, “I will”
It was a bit hard for her to walk down the stairs. “Do you need help?” Jay asked with his arms opened to carry her and she jumped to him.
As soon as she spotted Y/N at the desk with Trudy she yelled at her. Jay put her down on the floor when the stairs were over and his baby ran towards her mom, who picked her up in a tight hug.
“Mommy!”
“Ugh, how much I missed you” Y/N said covering their daughter in kisses.
“Me too!”
“Did the detectives threated you good?” Trudy asked, “How was your day at daddy’s work, hm?”
Wothout hesitating and with a lot of emotion, the girl answered “Oh! It was exciting!”
summary: when Jay's girlfriend is home alone while he's at Molly's, someone tries to break into their house
Y/n was looking disinterestedly through the fridge, closing it with a sigh when she couldn't find anything to eat that she felt like. It was a slow night, her workday had been quiet at the hospital, with only a few patients showing up.
Her boyfriend, Jay, had invited her to join him and the rest of the police department at Molly's. However, she refused, wanting him to spend quality time with his friends, feeling that she had already stolen him from them long enough after he took a few days to take care of her after she fell ill.
Detective Chuckles: Is everything okay out there? The guys miss you! Wish you could be here with me :(
The ringing of her cell phone snapped her out of her thoughts, a small chuckle escaping her lips as she read Jay's message. But she couldn't deny the butterflies that invaded her stomach knowing he was thinking about her. Their relationship was relatively recent, but they had never felt stronger love.
Jay once revealed to her that he realized she was the most important person to him when he was called on an undercover mission. They had only been dating for about 2 months. When he returned, after all the time they hadn't been together, he was shocked to see her waiting for him. He thought she had abandoned him, realizing that she couldn't live with his job, but he was wrong. He ran to her, picking her up and spinning her around a little, her laughter echoing through the room.
After answering his text, Y/n lay down on the couch, watching a movie while waiting for her boyfriend to come home. She didn't even notice when, halfway through the movie, her eyes started to get heavy, and she gave in to sleep.
She woke up again when she heard the lock on the front door click, almost as if someone was trying to get in. Too lazy to get up, thinking it was Jay trying to get in, Y/n tried to call him to remind him he had a key, in case he was already a little tipsy.
At the end of the second ring, the cop answered, but something made Y/n freeze in place, glancing at the door in alarm. She could hear the noise coming from the other people at the bar, meaning he wasn't the one at the door.
"Baby, you there? Is everything okay?" Jay's voice brought her back to reality.
"Jay, aren't you the one trying to get in by any chance?" her voice shook, still standing in the same spot on the edge of the sofa, now raised.
"What? Guys, shut up, I can't hear Y/n. Baby, I told you I'm at the bar with the rest of the group." his voice immediately became serious. "Why? What's happening?"
"Jay, I think someone is trying to get in." Y/n muttered, holding the phone tighter to stop it from falling due to the shaking of her hands. Her wide, frightened eyes were fixed on the door.
As soon as those words left her mouth, Y/n heard a noise on the other side — Jay was shouting something to Severide. Then, there was silence until the sound of Jay's jeep engine was heard.
"Y/n, I need you to listen to me very carefully. You go to our room and lock the door. Then you go to the bathroom and stay in the bathtub until I come and get you. No one else, just me. Do you think you can do that?"
From Jay's voice, Y/n noticed that he went into police mode, speaking calmly but with authority. In fact, this was just so he wouldn't lose control and be able to help his girlfriend, despite the fear that was spreading throughout his body.
"I need verbal responses, baby. Do you understand?"
"I understand." her voice shook.
"Good girl. Everything's going to be okay." Jay tried to comfort her, breaking all the traffic rules and having the sirens on to get home faster.
His heart was tightening in his chest, almost stopping him from breathing. He blamed himself, he knew he should have stayed at home with Y/n, and now she was in danger, and he couldn't protect her.
Behind him, Severide followed him in his vehicle on a 911 call.
"I know, baby, I know. But I need you to be brave until I arrive. I won't let anything happen to you. I just need you to hold on and then we'll finally go to bed and cuddle. Does that sound good?"
"Yeah." She felt tears coming to her eyes but tried not to let them fall. Just like Jay said, she had to be brave until he came to save her.
Y/n then started to go to her room until she stopped halfway up the stairs when the front door handle stopped turning. For a moment, she thought she was exaggerating and it was just someone who made a mistake in the house. But the panic returned when the automatic rear light came on, indicating that someone had passed by.
Jay only heard the gasp she let out. "What? What's happening?! You need to talk to me, Y/N."
"I think they're trying to get in through the back. I don't know if I locked that door!" She stopped her speech suddenly. "Oh god, I just remembered I left Missy sleeping in the kitchen."
"Y/n, do not go in there just because of the fucking cat!"
Jay didn't even like the little furball who seemed to hate him from the moment Y/n started dating him. However, he knew that his girlfriend would never forgive herself if something happened to Millie.
"Don't scream at me! I would be such a bad owner if I didn't come back to get my cat."
"I don't care about the damn cat when you're in danger!" Jay argued, but he knew Y/n was already heading downstairs to get Missy.
When Y/n arrived, she quickly found the animal on the dining table, looking super calm, an emotion quite contrary to what Y/n was feeling. Picking her up and quickly kissing her head, the girl thought about what her next step in the plan would be: go back up the stairs or find another place to hide.
However, the intruders finally opened the door, and the choice became obvious. Y/n quickly ducked and hid behind the kitchen counter so she wouldn't be seen. On all fours and with Missy under his arm, she grabbed a knife and tried, as silently as possible, to head towards the pantry.
"Y/n, don't go silent on me. Tell me what's going on. I'm three minutes away."
"They're here, Jay. I'm in the pantry with a knife." Her breaths were ragged and shuddering. She had to put her hand over her mouth to stop herself from crying. "I was so stupid. Why didn't I do what you said? I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. God, don't apologize, sweetheart." Jay muttered with a heavy heart, running his hand over his face in despair, never having felt greater helplessness.
"They're getting closer." Y/n whispered, closing her eyes and holding her hand in front of her mouth so you wouldn't hear her heavy breathing. Jay slammed his hands on the steering wheel, clenching his jaw and thinking about what he could say to his girlfriend. "I love you, Jay. So much."
"Don't say that like it's goodbye, Y/n. I can't take it." He shook his head, using all his strength not to break down and burst into tears. "I'm almost there. One minute."
But Y/n was no longer able to respond. That's because a man, dressed all in black, entered the kitchen and looked around. She was peeking through the pantry bars, hoping he wouldn't be able to hear her and that Missy kept quiet.
She just had to hold on for one minute. Jay would be there on time. Either way, she held the knife in front of her, ready to attack. But deep down, she knew she had no chance against the muscular man. Very easily he would be able to throw her down and take the knife from her. But she wouldn't go down without a fight.
She knew that if it came to that, she would have to try to scratch him to get his DNA under her nails. That way Jay and his team would have a better chance of catching this man.
The man got closer and closer to the pantry. Y/n's hands were shaking uncontrollably. She just wanted to close her eyes and discover that it was all a nightmare. But as much as she wanted to, this was reality and the fact that she could die that day became more and more real and scary.
She didn't want to die without kissing Jay one last time. Without calling her parents to tell them she loved them. Without telling her best friend she should take the first step and text the boy she liked. She wanted to be a mother. She wanted to marry Jay and experience an eternity with him.
But just as she was ready to run out with the knife pointed at him as soon as he opened the pantry door, the man was pulled aside. She heard a moan of pain followed by things falling to the floor. Y/n wanted to go out and see what was happening, but Jay's words echoed in her head: stay hidden until he came to get her.
And then came immense relief. She heard sirens. Before she could process everything that was happening, the pantry door opened. Y/n, in a moment of panic, got up and tried to attack, the person easily dodging and putting his hands up in defense. It was only then that she realized that the person in front of her was Jay, and the intruder was on the ground, bruised, and being arrested by another police officer.
Missy, with all the commotion, quickly ran up the stairs, probably hiding in the guest room until things calmed down. In turn, Y/n dropped the knife on the floor, her face contorting and her lips trembling. She began to cry, finally releasing all the panic and fear she felt. She was pulled into Jay's arms and into his chest.
With his arms around her, feeling his warmth and the movements of his chest, Y/n finally felt safe. Jay kissed her head, saying words of comfort in hopes that she would calm down.
"Jay…" she cried, grabbing his shirt with a very tight grip.
Jay then just pushed her away slightly, holding her face with both of his hands. "Are you hurt?"
"No, I'm okay. I was so scared."
"I know, baby. But you were so brave, I'm so proud of you. And I'll never let this happen again, I promise." he gave her a small kiss on the lips, pulling her back to him. She would never disappear from his sight again.
"Hey, sweetheart." Gabby's voice broke the moment between her and Jay. Y/n she turned her head to look at the woman she adored so much, only now realizing that Severide and Brett were watching the scene from afar. However, she continued to grab Jay's shirt, ensuring he stayed close to her. "Do you mind if we go to the ambulance just to make sure everything is okay?"
A moment of hesitation. Brett, realizing the problem, stepped forward and with a gentle smile said, "Jay can come too."
So, Y/n nodded in permission, following the paramedics to the ambulance. Outside, there were two more police cars and neighbors were in front of their houses in their pajamas to see what was going on. Always under Jay's arm, Y/n waited for Dawson and Brett to do their assessment, ensuring that everything was really okay.
After ensuring that there was no need to go to the hospital, despite a lot of resistance on Jay's part, Y/n won the argument with the condition that the next day, Will would stop by to check on her. But at that moment, Y/n just wanted to sleep with Jay next to her.
Once in bed, the man had one arm over her protectively, making sure there was no space between them. "I will protect you until the end of my life. I love you."
"I love you too." she looked at him with just love in her eyes. Finding a more comfortable position, Y/n closed her eyes and tried to sleep.
But Jay stayed up all night. The most important thing is that Y/n recovers after that traumatizing night. And if she had any nightmares, he would be there to protect her.
Arisa and Kureno with their twin daughters Yuna and Saori.
I made this fanart of one of my favorite fruit basket couples. As we don't have information about them in Fruits Basket Another, I imagined what their family would be like.
This drawing is based on the promotional photo of the prequel film to Fruits Basket and the daughters are from the anime danchigai.
I made this fanart using the original family photo of Aang and Katara. I never really liked their children due to the narrative and much less the legend of Korra for the simple fact that Aang had already died. So since I can't change the canonical facts, I invented this new family for them many years ago, and I finally had the courage to post it.
The eldest son's name is Bumi and he is an airbender, he and Aang are very close and travel a lot together, including with his sisters. Kya and Mila are identical twins, but one is a waterbender (Kya, with the book in hand), and the other is an airbender (Mila, with braids). Mila has a little disagreement with Aang, as she is very close to her sister Kya and neglects her training a lot, however she manages to connect better with the spiritual side than Bumi.
Despite everything, they are a very united and loving family. Mila is a free and cheerful spirit, Kya is more serious and focused, Bumi is responsible, but also has his fun side.
As adults, Bumi married Lin Beifong and they had four children. Kya married Luen (a waterbender from the northern tribe), they had three children. Mila married Kaze (a firebender), they teased each other a lot when they were teenagers, but everything changed when Mila saved; they had two children.
I wanted to place each one with different donors, as I found it interesting, as they are children of the avatar that controls the four elements and now has this whole mix of elements in the family.
