#and only comes in to help when she literally can't chase them to grab them and leave

[pillarsalt]

I'm on a plane right now and this kid is crying and screaming, a woman in my row is basically having to parent across the plane because her useless husband won't do it even though he's sitting next to the child and she's two rows ahead.

[svelish]

⭑.ᐟ 𝗟𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻

Summary : Enemies with Benefits?

G!pBillie x fem!reader

Author's Note : First post but I hope this gets noticed :((

⭑.ᐟ 𝗟𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻 pt. 2

(Not original work!)

"God," Billie groaned as she's pushed against the wall, nails pressed against the cold tile. Your hands trailed down her body, hands immediately working to move her belt when you reached her crotch.

"Fucking shithead," You cursed, struggling with the belt buckle. "Could you wear something less annoyingly hard to take off?"

"It's not my fault you fucking suck at unbuckling belts, this is one of the coolest belts I own," Billie huffs as she reached down to assist you. "There."

"More like ugliest," You muttered under your breath as the belt finally unbuckles, dropping to the ground. "Fucking show-off."

"Hey, that was fucking expens- ah fuck," Billie isn't even granted the luxury of finishing her sentence when you shamelessly groped at her clothed bulge, still obscured by her briefs, but very visible. "You're such a fucking slut for this dick, it's embarrassing."

"And you're acting as if you don't practically beg me for pussy every other day," you scoffed as she tugs down her briefs in one smooth motion, the large cock springing out and making a dull thud as if bounced against her tummy.

You hated to admit it, but Billie had a large cock, and she knew damn well how to use it-it was infuriating.

Hate-fucking was the proper term, because while neither could stand the other, they were more than able to stand getting down and dirty with each other, and for hours on end, too.

Their teenage libido didn't help things either-they were young with energy and a 'you only live once' mindset, so they always made time to fuck, no matter where they were, they'd find a way and a space to do it, whether it be the library, in the toilet, in the cramped backseat of Billie's car, and even on the school roof, out in the open, once.

It was more than safe to say that they couldn't get enough of each other-but both of them would rather bathe in sewage water before admitting that.

"Stupid horny dog who can't keep her dick in her pants. Remember when you went down on your knees to beg me for a blowjob and you came in and-"

Now it was your turn to get cut off when Billie literally stuffed her cock into your mouth with one swift move of her hips, and her hands went to grab your hair, forcing her mouth onto it.

"You were saying?" Billie smirks as you gaged on her cock, tears for forming in her eyes from just how big Billie was, but you still had the clarity to shoot Billie a dirty look. "It's good to know that that mouth of yours is good for something else besides being pretty and starting baseless fights for no reason."

Billie was enjoying every second of this-her hand moving your head up and down her length, sucking her off so well; the way you just submitted to be used, like a pretty little sex doll, willing to move however Billie wanted, to be used however Billie pleased. Her hips move unconsciously, thrusting shallowly into your mouth, chasing the warmth.

"Fuck-gonna come," Billie whines, throwing her head back as she squeezes her eyes shut, moving her hips faster to chase her high, which felt like it was just at her fingertips, when-

"Fuck!" Billie yelps, letting go of you as she felt a sharp pain on her cock- You bit her. She whimpered, turning away and cradling her poor cock in her hands, the bite was so hard that she could see teeth marks-yet she was still hard. "You... You fucking-you fucking bitch! Why would you do that?"

"That'll teach you consent," You grinned as if you've just won a trophy, wiping the saliva that accumulated on your chin with the back of your hand. You knew you could've used your very much free hands to push Billie away or tug her hands off her-but you'd be stupid if you thought she was going to let Billie off easy.

Billie was livid, but before she could do anything, her ears perked up at the faintest noise of—

"Is someone there?" A male voice came, and a moment later, a brief flash of light shines under the door of the toilet, presumably from a torchlight.

Both of them froze, trying to process what was happening, brains barely registering the probable outcome—that they were about to get caught in the school bathrooms after hours, Billie's cock out of her pants and you on her knees.

Yeah, not a good look.

"We gotta get out of here," Billie whispers hurriedly, already zipping up her pants and throwing her belt over her shoulder.

"Wow, no shit, sherlock, I personally thought we should just stay here a little longer to let whoever the fuck that is walk into us fucking," You hissed. Billie rolls her eyes as she grabs you by the wrist and both bolt out of the bathroom, not even caring to look behind them as they navigated the dark halls of the school, a place the both of them were more than familiar with.

Thankfully, whoever that was didn't see them as they booked it out the back gate—the one place that they both knew for a fact wasn't covered by the CCTVs—which they had to climb over to get to Billie's car just a few feet away in the parking lot.

Billie fumbles with her keyring before her car unlocks with a reassuring 'beep' —they were both certain they were never this happy to hear a car door unlock in their lives.

"Cunt," Billie swears as she throws herself into the driver's seat, with you jumping in not one second after as she turns on the engine. "Just our luck—I didn't know the school finally decided to invest in a goddamn security guard."

Billie looks down at her crotch, her cock still straining against her jeans that was barely on due to her lack of a belt, and she sighs.

"Still hard after all that?" You snickered breathlessly as you took in the desperate, puppylike look on Billie's face that appeared whenever she was miserable from the lack of orgasm. "I can't believe you."

"Shut up," Billie flushes red, and she realises just how drenched with sweat she was—why did she choose to wear a hoodie?

"We could just do it here," You suggested hesitantly, not because she didn't want it, but because she didn't want to sound too desperate to have sec with Billie even when she was—and both of them knew that. "We've done it once, we can do it again."

"Back's packed," Billie sighs, and you turned to the backseat to see a bunch of books, bags, sport gear and several other belongings scattered both on the floors and the seats, clogging up all the space.

"Jesus fuck, this car's a fucking pigsty," You tuts. "How about in your seat, then?"

"The handle broke, can't adjust the seat anymore," Billie shrugs. "And if you can't tell, I'm actually tall so there's barely enough legroom for me to even drive."

"For fucks sake—you're rich, do something about this sad excuse of a car."

"I'm working on it, Eileen," Billie makes sure to enunciate each syllable of your name as she turns up the air-conditioner. "Now fucking what. This was your fault—and this dick isn't gonna go down itself, you know that."

"Too well," You rolled your eyes, but your eyes light up a little when you realise just where else they could continue their little escapade. "Oh, wait, we could go to my house. My parents aren't home and they asked me to go back early to take care of the house, so..."

"Say less," Billie grins as she puts the gear in drive, hightailing it out of the school parking lot without a second thought.

Since their parents were business partners, they were more than familiar with each other's families and houses, which was an added plus if they needed somewhere to fuck for the weekend while their parents went out on some business trip.

It was pure silence on the way back, the both of them just desperately wanting to continue whatever they left off, the throbbing heat in both their cores a good enough muffler to drown out any other thoughts.

"Could you turn the goddamn aircon down? I'm about to freeze," You complained—and, to be fair you were wearing a thin blouse with jean shorts.

"And who asked you to wear something so short? It's like you were begging to be fucked," Billie snorts, but your hand to her head was enough to slap the stupid grin off her face. "Ow! God, you're such a fucking brat..."

Billie reaches to the back seat to grab something, grunting as she tosses it into your face.

It was her varsity jacket, a particularly large one that was custom made to fit Billie's rather broad shoulders, with her name and the number 18 in big bold lettering on the back.

"Wear this, I'm not turning the aircon down, I'm sweating my balls off."

"What the fuck—I'm not wearing something that's probably been rotting in your car for years," You protests, holding the letterman up in front of you like you were holding a dirty trash bag.

"Take it or leave it," Billie shrugs, eyes focused in the road and mind focused on getting home,

You hesitated a little, sighing as you gived in and slips the letterman over herself, which enveloped you in an instant warmth.

Billie takes one glance at you before bursting out laughing, much to the other girl's annoyance,

"What?"

"It looks so big on you," Billie snorts, wiping an imaginary tear from her eye. "You look like a baby in adult clothes."

It's kind of cute, Billie doesn't say, instead, she looks in her peripheral vision to see you pouting in her seat, still continuing to stay snug in the warmth of her letterman.

The letterman smelled so much of Billie, her musky scent mixed with the perfume she always wore oddly enjoyable as you basked in it, not too obvious so Billie wouldn't find another thing to tease you about—she already has countless.

The rest of the ride was comfortable, like the calm before the storm, the both of them knowing full well that the moment the car stopped, they'd revage each other like there was no tomorrow.

"So," Billie coughs once they have reached a red light. "How's life?"

You turned to look at her like she's grown two heads.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Oh, so you say I'm too dry with my emotions sometimes, but now I'm weird when I'm trying to be nice and start up a conversation," Billie scoffs, shaking her head. "You're insatiable."

"If that's your way of 'trying to be nice and starting up a conversation', then it's bo wonder that you don't have a girlfriend," You snort, and Billie scoffs, clearly affected by what you said. "You have zero game, Eilish."

"Yeah? Well, then why do we have this arrangement, hm?" Billie challenges, and you rolled your eyes so far back you could see your skull.

"You were horny, I was horny, and you're a good fuck, okay?" You replied, not missing the smirk that was beginning to grow on Billie's lips. "Don't get your ego too inflated, now. You're still a douchebag."

"A douchebag with a big dick," Billie winks, and you contemplates taking hold of the steering wheel and driving them into a ditch—anything was better then having to put up with Billie's sleaziness. "And you clearly enjoy this as much as I do, don't act like I didn't fuck you so good one time the neighbours had to call the cops."

"The day you stop reminding me of that is the day I can die in peace."

"Don't die, you won't get dick this good in hell, and I know you won't be able to survive a day."

"We're both going to hell once I get this car veering into that fucking ditch."

And the two continue bickering to no end, only stopping when they finally see the faint outline of your house in the distance.

"Fucking hell, finally," You groaned, unbuckling your seatbelt as the automated gates swing open—and you didn't even question that Billie had the keys to your house, too desperate to soothe the ache between your legs.

"Hey—where're you going?" Billie calls after you when you've grabbed the keys out of her hands, frantically unlocking the front door as if you were being chased by dogs. Billie snorts when she realises you still wearing her letterman—your tiny form dwarfed by the large clothing.

"To finish off what you couldn't," You tasks when you finally get the door open, pushing your way in.

"That not fucking fair, you started riling me up and that damned security guard came meddling before I could do anything," Billie whines as you dashed to the staircase. "Fucking asshole."

Billie isn't one to enjoy being left in the dust, and so she charges up the stairs, managing to catch you when you were one door into your bedroom, grabbing your waist and pulling you back.

"You—Billie!" You wanted to curse at her, but involuntarily giggles when Billie's fingers tickle your sides. "Stop! You're tickling me!"

"That'll teach you," Billie grins as she now has you fully vulnerable. "You give me blue balls again and your sides aren't gonna be the only thing being tickled."

"What the fuck does that even—mean!" You squeals the last word as Billie throws you over her shoulder, carrying you into the bedroom and throwing you onto the bed, lockin the door behind her.

You could feel yourself gushing when Billie turns to face you, slowly making her way to you with a borderline maniacal smile on her lips, her long fingers slowly unzipping her jeans.

"You're not going anywhere but to poundtown, baby," Billie husks, hovering over you, sending shivers all over your body. "Seems like you're basically a permanent resident there, too."

You groaned at the terrible joke, feeling yourself being turned off yet somehow even more turned on at Billie's horrible taste in humor and what you could only think to be her version of dirty talk.

But that somehow has you even more addicted.

Credits; oatbowl

[kittwix]

could you do the joestars proposing to there s/o after they nearly lose them in a fight

Joestars Proposing To S/O After Nearly Losing Them In A Fight

why does this literally sound like something that would actually happen omg. this was really cute to write!! please enjoy and thank you for the request :)

tags: sfw, very sweet, mentions of death, reader is a hamon/stand user in respective parts, gender neutral! reader

Jonathan Joestar

He'd kneel beside you, his gloved hand trembling as he cradles yours. His face, bruised up with dry blood staining his chiseled cheek and his eyes were warm like the sun setting on your skin. He looked at you like you were the most precious thing in the world.

"When I saw you lying there, I felt like my entire world was slipping away. I realized then, there's not future I want unless you're in it. Please," The grip he had on your hand tightened and his voice shook a bit. "let me spend the rest of my life proving how much I love you. Will you marry me?"

Joseph Joestar

He'd hold your bruised face in his hands, eyes glassy despite him having his usual cocky grin. It was rare to see him look so broken and vulnerable, even in those dire times he always manage to have a smile for you to look up to.

"You scared the hell outta me, y'know that? I thought I was gonna lose you forever." He chuckled weakly, gently patting at your cheeks. "Okay, I'm just gonna cut right through the chase. So, whaddya say? Let's beat death to the punch." He said, trailing one of his hands down to grab ahold of yours. "Marry me before the next lunatic comes to steal you away from me."

Jotaro Kujo

You two were alone in the hospital as you were bedridden and were recovering from your injuries. He hasn't left your side for days and honestly, it's flustered you to see that he cares this much. So it came to a shock to you when he drops the big question as he stands awkwardly and pulls a small box out.

"I'm not good at this kind of thing. But when I thought you might die... I couldn't breathe. I don't ever want to feel that again. So... will you marry me?"

Josuke Higashikata

He had barely managed to treat your wounds with Crazy Diamond after your big battle. It was pouring, he dropped to his knees in the mud and clutched your hand. You couldn't bare to see the pained look on his face as his voice trembles.

"You can't scare me like that again. I-.. I thought I was gonna lose you. I love you more than anything. I want to be able to protect you and be there for you for the rest of our lives. Will... you be mine forever?"

Giorno Giovanna

He was relieved that he had patched you back up in time. He refused to let you die by his hands. He sat beside you, bloodied and weary, his golden hair matted with sweat and his gaze was soft. His touches were gentle and light. He spoke to you, his voice dripping with honey and you could hear it forever.

"I've seen too much death to ignore what truly matters. I will build a world where you are safe, by my side. Will you marry me, and help me make that dream real?"

Jolyne Cujoh

She holds you tightly, like if she lets go, you'll disappear. Her hair was messy, uniform torn, and dried blood on her knuckles.

"You idiot," She says softly, her voice cracking a bit. "You almost died trying to protect me, I told you I can handle myself." She'd wipe her tears roughly, not wanting to cry in front of you but she couldn't help it. "You mean so much to me, If I lost you I wouldn't know what to do. I'm not really good with this stuff but I love you. So screw it, marry me and let's fight for each other each day.

Johnny Joestar

He'd grip your hand tightly, tears mixing in with the dirt that was on his face. He couldn't forgive himself. You were still alive, yes, but you jumped in trying to save him only for that to backfire in your place.

"It was my fault for making you act so stupid like that. Seeing you like that, it just made me realize that you're the reason I've come this far." His voice was shaky as he tightened the grip he had with your hand. "I don't ever want to lose you again because of me, and I don't ever plan to take another step unless you're right by my side. Marry me?"

Josuke Higashikata (Gappy)

He stood beside you as you laid down on the hospital bed still recovering. He looked down like you were the most precious and fragile thing in the world. His eyes were filled with guilt and sorrow, glassy from wanting to cry.

"You really scared me. If I lost you it would've felt like I lost myself. You're the one thing that made all of me feel real. I just know I want to be with you. So..." He pulled a small box out. "Would you marry me?"

Jodio Joestar

He'd stand over your bruised body, hands in his pockets and a little pout on his face. Even near death, he keeps his demeanor cool but you could see him visibly start to shake when he finally looks down at you.

"You seriously trying to be the superhero? You're such a dummy, you almost died right in front of me, how do you think that would make me feel? I want... you to be with me always. I can't afford to lose you, not like that ever again. Just... promise me that you'll stay with me forever."

[nottivagos]

so many anons have been occupying my burrow, and it is time for me to reclaim it (i say as if i haven't been yapping with you all this time) also nothing against the anons, i love you. thank you for supporting notti ( ；∀；)

porncciardo.

he invites you over for a lazy, casual afternoon. except there is nothing casually when you're literally thirsting over this man, and he knows. he does his best to tease you without making it outright obvious. doesn't help that you're wearing the shortest dress in this casual hangout

you're both sitting on the bed, idle chatter about the reactions to one of the recent videos. you're scrolling through your phone, reading the comments, while danny has his body turn to you, actively listening.

every now and then, he places his hand on your thigh, giving a squeeze whenever a comment praises you. it's no big deal, it's danny being nice. then it's danny being really close to you, that you can feel his breath on your neck. again, no big deal. he only wants to see the screen better, right? the hand resting on your thigh starts idly roaming around. the action seems innocent enough that you don't question it when his hand goes dangerously close between your legs. his attention is glued to you and the screen, and his expression reveals nothing. him riding up your dress? it was short to begin with, and he almost thinks you've worn it on purpose.

you shift slightly, doing your best to not think about it.

but danny? oh, he's definitely doing it on purpose. he wants you needy and begging for him.

now every time you read a good comment, he murmurs close to your ear "you're such a good girl" "you did so well" and other praises while his hand roams. you're starting to feel hot, and you're sure that if danny moves his hand closer, he'll feel your damp panties.

in the end, you can't hold it in anymore and beg danny to touch you. he flashes your a grin, humming as if he's thinking "i don't know, sweetheart, looks like this might be a you problem". you whine and try to stimulate some friction by rubbing his hand but he quickly removes it, leaving you in the air. "ah, ah, you have to show me how much you need me"

and your little, horny brain can't think straight. every attempt you make to kiss him or do something with him, he pulls away or pushes you. so he decides to give you a hint by pulling the elastic of your panties. pull... and snap. the sensation adds more fuel to the fire in your core, but in that haze you manage to piece together what he wants.

or what you assume he wants.

so off goes your panties. what the hell, off goes your dress too. you look at danny, he has his signature smirk on. you drag one hand over your chest, and the other travels all the way down your dripping cunt. you spread your legs a bit and in goes one finger inside, eliciting a moan. then another finger goes in, and you start thrusting them. you keep the pace, head thrown back and your moans of his name fill the room, all while danny watches how you're fucking yourself.

you feel yourself getting close, heat pooling in your belly. you're so close.... but danny grabs your wrist and pulls you out, making you whine and chase a phantom sensation.

"what can i say?" he takes your slick covered fingers and licks them slowly "my girl knows how to show me what she wants."

he climbs on top of you, his hand roaming lower and lower until resting between your legs.

"so you know i have to reward her for being a good girl"

and he pushes two fingers inside you, pumping them while his thumb presses on your clit. until he hits the spot that has you seeing stars and you come undone... but danny isn't done when you're done.

oh no. it's only the beginning of your reward when you see him pulling down his pants and boxers, freeing his super hard cock already leaking pre-cum💕

with love, 🐇anon (who might drop another soon)

OH. OHHHHH. OH???? 🐇, HOW CAN YOU CASUALLY DROP THIS AND EXPECT ME TO BE NORMAL??? i'm going insane. i need porncciardo so bad that's its not funny anymore.

[reignof-fyre]

I'm gonna say it: it's aemond's own fault he lost his eye in both the show and the book. Both times, he snuck out to claim vhagar. In the show, he wasn't stopped. In the book, three year old Joffrey Velaryon was with his dragon because he was an early riser and told Aemond to stay away from Vhagar, so Aemond - who was much older - pushed little three year old Joffrey over and, in his fear of being caught because he knew he was doing something his parents would like, claimed Vhagar and flew her for the first time.

Baby Joffrey, all of three years old, then of course runs to get his big brothers, likely crying and terrified. Because he's, y'know, A BABY.

In the show, Aemond claims Vhagar and with arrogance and smugness returns to the castle, high on the fact that he'd just claimed Vhagar, uncaring of how rude/insulting it may have been to claim Vhagar on the night of her previous riders funeral, like A NORMAL PERSON.

When, in the show, Rhaena and Baela confront Aemond with Luke and Jace, they're clearly upset. Their mother has just died, its her funeral, and their last tether to her - Vhagar - has been claimed by Aemond. They say he stole her, and while dragons can't be stolen, he did use underhanded tactics to obtain her and bond with her. And his haughtiness afterwards, towards the daughters of the woman whose dragon he just claimed, is what makes the altercation his fault.

Baela, upset: Vhagar is my mother's dragon!

Aemond, uncaring: Your mother is dead, and Vhagar has a new rider now.

Rhaena: she was mine to claim!

Aemond: then you should have claimed her. Maybe your cousins can find you a pig to ride. It would suit you.

Rhaena then hits Aemond, provoked into this by his cruel words and actions. Was it right? No. But it's literally the night of her mums funeral, Vhagar has been claimed by someone who clearly doesn't care about her mother, and he just insulted her. Aemond pushes Rhaena to the ground, so Baela slaps him in defense of her sister, and he punches her in the face.

Aemond: come at me again and I'll feed you to my dragon!

Now aemond is threatening to murder his cousins, which is par for the course for hid character. He always had kinslaying in him.

The fight devolves even more, and Jace and Luke get involved, defending their cousins. Luke, a little kid, is whacked and shoved to the ground, so Jace jumps in. Then Baela decides to help, and she and Luke - both of them younger and smaller - start wailing on Aemond (u go kids).

Aemond kicks Luke off of him, throws Baela off, and stands only to grab Luke - only five - by the throat and hold a rock over his head and threaten him.

Aemond: you will die screaming in flames just as your father did, bastard.

Luke, terrified and upset: my father is still alive!

Aemond, amused: he doesn't know, does he? Lord Strong.

This is when Jace pulls his knife, literally the size of my thumb, and attacks. Jace us quickly unarmed by Aemond, who is still holding the rock, and Luke sees the blade. Aemond holds the rock over them, smirks at Rhaena and Baela, then gets sand thrown in his face and Luke slashes at him wildly, not even aiming for his eye, just aiming to stop Aemond from hurting Jace and himself and his cousins, because at this point Luke has heard death threats, and seen Aemond take on him and the other three easily and win, so of bloody course this terrified little boy used a weapon to defend himself when it became necessary.

After, Alicent makes the situation about her because she's a poor uwu baby (gag me with a chainsaw, I loathe her) and attacks Rhaenyra as though Rhaenyra and her kids were in the wrong? Gurl.

Aemond will then go on to use him losing his eye as an excuse to use his war dragon to chase fourteen year old Luke on tiny baby Arrax and have the FUCKING AUDACITY to look shocked when it went wrong? Aemond is still at fault for Luke's death even if "he didn't mean it" or "he lost control" (he's not a true dragon lmfao)

In the book, Joffrey - who is three - returns with Jace and Luke, who grabbed wooden swords - they won't help against Vhagar bbys - in defense of their brother.

Despite it being three on one, Aemond was winning the fight until Luke slashed him, and good thing he did otherwise Aemond wouldn't have stopped in my opinion. He'd have kept going, beating the boys to bloody pulps. It was stable-boys who had to end the fight, where were the guards? Cole was probably simping over alicunt tbh.

Also, Alicent was the first to demand Luke's eye in recompense for Aemond losing his soz not soz ya uwu Queen is a cunt heh

Aemond will then, years later, attack Luke because of this and kill him and start the Dance of Dragons in full because not only did he cause the events that took his eye, but also the worst war in history, all because he's a little bitch baby sociopath with genocidal tendencies lmfao

Also, Aemond got off lightly, merely losing his eye - do u know what the punishment is for people who attack a princes' daughters and the heir to the throne sons? Calling them bastards, which is treason!!!! Death. Bitch shit should be exuberant that he merely lost an eye. Unfortunately viserys is a bitch and didn't send Aemond to the Wall like Jaehaerys would have for fucking real lol

[delicatetigerobject]

Just finished episode 5 of Stranger Things 4 for the first time!!

And HOLY SHIT. It was GREAT!!

Now I started it a few days ago (the episode) and only finished the second half today and I loved it so much! Spoilers ahead for anyone who hasn't watched this yet btw! :)

Ok so here's my thoughts on the episode as someone watching it for the first time!! :DDDD

(warning that some of this stuff might end up just being from ep 4 as well, since I am very bad at remembering when things happened lmao)

The fact that Victor Creel (pretty sure that's the one, I sometimes get name mixed up of the guys involved with Vecna directly in the past in st4 lol) tried to kill himself to join his family is so sad especially with how devastated he sounded when he said that they stopped the bleeding, like I know he isn't one of the mains but that scene was so sad :(... the guy who played him did such a good job tho!!

Also loved when his family got vecna'd. The spiders coming from the drain thing with his wife (I think?) is actually one of my most frequent intrusive thoughts, I can't imagine how terrible it would feel to see spiders crawling out of the drain in the tub like that, and then coming back just to see that it was never there? spooky shit indeed.

and that makes me think about the jars with... dead spiders that steve found in the vent. I wonder if that scene actually holds any significance at all?? idk yet lol. We'll see!

The lumax scene at the piano in the Creel house was so sweet, I think it was really nice and I'm curious now if it might parallel any byler scenes from st4... I'll have to keep an eye out as I watch the rest of the season I guess lol.

The lights flickering and leading them to the attic, and the way the camera view shifted to be showing Vecna in the upside down? That was AWESOME.

And don't get me STARTED on the death of Jason's friend, I was NOT expecting it to happen when they were chasing Eddie! God, that must've been so terrible for Jason and Eddie. I mean, for Jason, can you even IMAGINE seeing your girlfriend's body looking like that, being about to catch the guy you think murdered her, and then your best friend dies to vecna'd but you have no clue how it's happening? and then HIS BODY FALLS IN THE WATER WHILE JASON IS IN IT, like, that would be SO DISGUSTING to me lmao. And Eddie, well, he'd just seen Chrissy die in the same exact way less than a month ago, like, talk about salt in the wound! (The wound being Trauma™)

And Argyle saying that about the neverending story was really funny lol

BUT THEN EL? the stuff SHE was going through? ughhhhhhfhfhfhhghghfhffff that was so sad and scary. amazing acting, it felt so real, but the scene with the first guy (002 I believe) and the lightbulbs kinda hurt my head lol (I was watching the episode with my earbuds on my phone, so that's probably a bit understandable). But then her choosing to STAY there and get her powers back, I just wanna give that poor girl a hug so bad, she's been through so much. And the thing is, she thought she was going to a place that could help her! and then it was just grabbing her trauma and shoving it back in her face, the poor girl :(

The scene where the government dudes with the guns were trying to shoot them was insane tho, I mean like, that was so cool! I love how close Mike and Will were sticking together. Mike, Will, I know what you are ಠಿ_ಠ

and then Dustin being Dustin, ofc. telling little holly about a dream murderer, real great idea, man. and then not telling Steve anything, that wasn't very cool of him. but then again, he's only 14, I mean, I'd do that too if I was stressed out and my friend who GRADUATED FROM HIGHSCHOOL ALREADY kept asking me questions that I thought were dumb. Like, oh, what clues are we looking for? literally any. the flashlights? well, I'd rather be a bit rude than admit that I forgot to tell you only. plus, what with Eddie being in danger AND Max, I doubt he got too much sleep... poor little guy :(

And Mike, Will, are you really planning on visiting Dustin's girlfriend WITHOUT HIM? oh, he's not gonna be super happy about that, you guys. haha, I can already see it, he's probably gonna be so pissed that they left him out of a visit to his gf, and then Mike will be like, "Dude, we needed to, El could be dying right now, what'd you WANT us to do, figure it out on our own?"

Wasn't too fond of the little stancy moment tbh, it kinda gave me a bit of jancy doubt and of course the byler doubt followed. because they are NOT gonna be giving us canon steve x Jonathan x Nancy in st4, its going to be either jancy or stancy. And with how many jancy and byler parallels there are, and I'm pretty sure some stancy and m*leven parallels, them setting up some sort of romantic thing tension or whatever you want to call that spiderweb scene just makes me a bit worried that they're setting them up for a stancy endgame and of course if they choose to save THAT failing straight relationship, then they'll surely do that with m*leven as well, right?

Overall amazing episode, I loved it very much, and the fight with Murray and Yuri on the plane was SO FUN!! Yuri is such a funny character too lol. his sense of humor is honestly so good imo.

but yeah I really really loved the episode, as usual with this show, and I thought that you guys might like to hear my thoughts on it as a first-time viewer, especially since most of you I've noticed have watched it through multiple times before, since this is a fresh take on it RIGHT after finishing the episode for the first time! ngl the scene with El at the end had me crying, like omg no, don't stay there!

robin is such an icon tho. so is Nancy. so is will. so is argyle. so is Jonathan. so is Mike. so is Steve tbh. I love all of them so much I really hope none of them die but argyle might :(

I think I'll probably be doing this with the rest of the st4 episodes, but I'm not promising anything lol.

anyway even tho this post isn't really byler themed, manifesting a byler rain kiss that somehow is also flickergate rn because that is what I want to happen so bad. and give Mike and will guns! give my boys guns!! 🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯

[drawingducktalesducks]

Team Magic magical misunderstanding AU, where-

What if the amulet hadn’t been blasted onto the beach at the end of the shadow war though. What if it’d fallen at Scrooges feet again, like it did on Vesuvius, but this time he locks it up in the other bin.

What if Webby still went to the library looking for clues about shadow magic only this time it was a fake Webby (nervous huey in disguise, luckily you’re not supposed to talk much at a library) meanwhile Louie was causing havoc at the manor so Webby and Dewy could try breaking into the other bin’s new security-

Webby wont STEAL the amulet she PROMISES she just wants to LOOK AT IT FOR CLUES-

she swaps it for a fake behind Dewy’s back as they leave.

(Bad enough if they ever get blamed for helping her into the other bin, she’s not going to get them mixed up in the dark and very forbidden magic she’s planning next.)

(she's not losing anyone else the way she lost-)

What if Violet didn’t find the amulet on the beach that day, what if she’d gone down there (again) to clean up beach litter (for a junior woodchuck badge) mostly in the form of empty bottles with messages stuffed inside of them (as usual)

but now she’s more interested in reading the newest anonymous notes (LENA'S notes...)

which have shifted from clearly fictitious pleas for help from stranded sailors, to what seems to be a series of personal entries written on pages ripped from someone’s diary,

they chronical a growing friendship undercut by a secret betrayal that is causing the writer much well-written and fascinating angst,

and Violet has been compiling into a scrap book          

(Webby took Lena’s diary from the amphitheater, and she opens it sometimes to thumb sadly though the ripped out pages right after they met, wondering aloud what Lena might have written about her)

(trapped in Webby's shadow, knowing she won't hear, Lena tells her)

On the night of the shadow war Violet finds several message bottles all with hastily and poorly penned single words in them, such as “ECLipSE” “MAgIC” “TRAITOR”

and she’s puzzling over them when what appears to be literal shadowy hell breaks out over The Money Bin of Scrooge McDuck

Not everything is darkness though. Chased towards the sea while trying to escape malevolent semi-corporeal shadows, Violet falls in the surf, only to see something blue glowing just below the water

The object flashes when she picks it up and the shadows draw back. A moment later the light intensifies for one bright moment- causing the shadows to flee completely- as behind Violet there’s twin flash of blue light from the money bin- before going completely dark.

Magic is apparently real and capable of protection as well as evil shadow summoning.

It also comes in the form of a clearly homemade bracelet.

Violet puts it on and begins to investigate.

Later, unheard and unseen the endless night of the shadow realm, Lena is clutching her face and shrieking whenever Webby pulls out Magica’s amulet.

Her wild tries to grab the thing and throw it as far away from Webby as possible only activate it, though, and make Webby more determined to figure out how to use it.

If it banished Lena (ONLY banished, because she can't really be-) then it can bring her back, right?

Webby quickly (unfortunately) realizes that anger is the key to Magica’s powers, and Lena can only watch as Webby digs deeper and deeper into painful memories and thoughts, trying to summon more and more anger, determined to master the magic she thinks could bring Lena back.

(not like this. if getting out of the shadow realm comes at the cost of Webby yelling at herself for not noticing the signs of Lena’s situation sooner and BLAMING herself for it, then Lena doesn’t want to be saved)

(not that it matters, since Webby can’t hear her anyway)

Huey is still going to the library as Webby, now covering for her alone time fixing up Lena’s old hide out

(a healthy step in the grieving process, according the guide book) (Webby is using the amphitheater to practice magic unseen)

What if, while researching at the library this time, Violet meets a Webbigail Vanderquack who is plainly a fake.

What if Huey-as-Webby looks down and sees Lena’s friendship bracelet on the wrist of a girl reading up about shadow magic, and runs to Webby in a panic.

What if Webby (keyed into anger thanks to all her magic practice) jumps straight to luring in and attacking Violet, who is clearly Magica De Spell in disguise again,

and what if Violet, unaware that the treachery warned of in the notes has already happened, sees a fake Webbigail wielding the amulet of Magica De Spell and decides her duty as a junior woodchuck is to take action against this plot-

What if Webby unleashes Magica’s magic on Violet, only for Violet to chant a little rhyme...

and block the blast with Lena’s own friendship bracelet.

What if, as Webby stares in shock (then anger, then fury), Violet reveals she has unlocked the magic of the bracelet she found, and the key is in reading out passages and poems from the torn diary pages- specifically those parts that talk about the writer’s friendship with the girl she is about to betray.

What if hearing Violet recite Lena’s words makes it harder and harder for Webby to hold on the anger she needs to fight with Magica’s magic, making her attacks faulter even as Violet’s shields grow in strength. 

Webby, frustrated, goes for a tackle. Violet dodges, sees Webby’s matching bracelet and (a quick study) revaluates the situation,

she realizes she is in fact fighting the girl that the author of the diary had been writing about this entire time.

What if Webby summons one last burst of rage to try taking out Magica-in-disguise (who is not Magica, actually, or in disguise) and finally yells the thing that’s been eating her all this time-

Lena only got to know her because of Magica’s plot- she never would have bothered with Webby otherwise- she’s cool and smart and been to Paris- and there was never any way for them to be friends WITHOUT Lena getting hurt

In answer to this, Violet calmly reads a note from the first bottle she ever found on the beach.

“Beagle B-Day. Met cool weirdo & finally having fun. Taking the day OFF. Get rekt aunt M!”

Webby’s anger breaks.

Magica’s magic fades out.

And Webby’s friendship bracelet lights up for the very first time since the shadow war.

“It is my opinion,” Violet says cautiously. “That regardless of what your fears might say, the person who wrote this has always been your friend.”

Webby is crying.

Lena, unfelt, wraps her arms around Webby and glares at Magica’s dropped amulet.

“It is also my opinion that the ectoplasmic activity exhibited by the ‘friendship bracelets’ you both wore is a positive sign that she still exists in some form or another, along with the magical bond between you two.”

"W-what?" Webby sniffles.

"Your theory was correct. She is not gone." Kneeling down, Violet pats Webby on the shoulder. “And using that bond, I intend to help you get her back.”

In the shadow realm, Lena’s beak drops open.  

“Really...?” Webby whispers, then frowns suspiciously. “Why?”

(magica had used lena and thrown her away like she was nothing- had SAID she was nothing- and magica hadn't needed her magic for that. if she was using someone again, using lena again as bait...)

but Violet isn't even looking at the amulet.

“I have difficulties in developing interpersonal relationships with non-familial partners.”

Violet admits, holds up her scrap book of Lena’s notes.

“Reading these entries is the closest I have come to replicating the experience of having a friendship with someone other than my fathers, specifically someone within my own peer group. I sympathized with the author’s struggles to recognize and accept her own feelings… In fact, I believe those feelings of camaraderie are the true reason as to why I was able to access the bracelet’s magical powers. The quotes and recitations were merely a memory aid, used to trigger the required emotions of fondness, trust, shared pain, and admiration.”

Shadow Lena turns to Webby. What.

Webby is tearing up again. “You don’t have any friends? And, reading Lena’s diary made you feel less lonely, like maybe she was your friend?”

Ohhh. Shadow Lena looks back at Violet. Oh…

Violet tilts her head. “Who is Lena?”

“The girl who wrote all those messages." Webby is hugging her bracelet to her chest now. "...My best friend.”

“Ah." Looking down at her own bracelet, Lena's bracelet, Violet nods. "Then yes.”

Both bracelets start to glow again softly.

Nether of the girls notice Webby’s shadow stretching out on the ground behind them as it merges silently with Violet’s.

“Or to be more precise," Violet continues, "I feel as though I would like to be friends with her, if possible. And with you.”     

“Okay,” Webby scrubs her face dry and smiles for the first time all episode. “..okay. You’ve got your very first non-family friend. One down, one to go! Let’s do this-! Um… what was your name again?”

“Violet Apollonia Sabrewing.”

“Violet! Hi, I’m Webby!”

“Yes, Lena’s diary did mention your name a time or fifty.”  

Shadow realm Lena glowers, face pink. It's not like I had anything better to write about! Complaining about being enslaved by my evil aunt gets OLD, okay??

Oblivious, Webby front-flips to her feet and snatches Magica's amulet and holds it aloft.

“Now that we BOTH have a friend to do forbidden stuff with, anything’s possible! Let’s get magical!”

“At the library?”

“AT THE LIBRARY!!!”

Oh great, Lena groans from their shadows, more magic. And now there’s TWO of them.

As boring as nerd stuff is though, she still sits with them in the shadow version of the library anyway, hanging out with her friends who don’t even know she is there.

Not yet, anyway.

And so, in another world, Team Magic is formed.

[daisyjonesgf]

Also I’d love to see how you’d picture Eddie telling Billy he loves you in front of the whole band and their reactions. Cause I’ve got some ideas 😭

okay so I imagine it happening after this blurb took place, so like you've been gone for a while. and billy's at rehearsal a couple weeks later knowing damn well that you haven't picked up the phone, weren't at the house when he came by, and now he's back at rehearsal and everyone's confused on how you're not back yet. well I mean there's a sentiment of she finally had enough of his shit.

"what, she not agree to come back to you? finally done with you?" daisy's asking, knowing full well that you've been staying at her place.

billy is very annoyed, but smiles, "she's just out right now, I'll stop by later tonight, she'll be back"

and the next day, she's still not there, and billy is snappier because he's nervous. either something really bad happened to you or you meant what you said, you're actually done with him, and he's not ready to give you up.

eddie is seething because not only has billy chased you off, but you're missing, you haven't answered his calls either. so he's snapping

"maybe if you treated her well, she wouldn't be m.i.a."

"what the fuck do you know about how to treat a girl, roundtree."

"a lot more then you do."

"really? because she's always coming back to me, she may have fucked you, but she's always choosing me."

"that's because you fucking infest everything man, at least I love her."

there's a silence, warren mumbles a small, "well shit"

karen's offering a, "maybe we should take a break"

and then billy is laughing and everyone is on edge because, what the fuck, "I'm sorry, you wanna repeat that for the class? really pathetic eddie, you think you love her? you don't even exist to her, it's always been me and it'll always fucking be me"

"well evidently, it's now always you"

"shut the hell up, roundtree." the way he says it is chilling, puts everybody on edge, "I'm only gonna say this once. she's never gonna love you the way she loves me, I don't care if you think you're the end all be all, that you love her to death, I love her more. don't you dare even think otherwise. get your fucking nose out my business and stay the hell away from my girl."

"can't stay away from her when nobody knows where the hell she is because of you, billy. if you love her so much she wouldn't have run away, you're just possessive"

and graham's standing closer to billy, ready to pull him back if he even tries to go in, and billy does try and graham's instantly grabbing his arm. "you don't know anything about it." and now karen is insisting they split everyone up to cool off. so they are and eddie's fucking sick because basically everyone except daisy is telling him that it wasn't cool to pull. and he can't understand how nobody sees that he would in fact treat you better, but they do understand, but tensions are already high and this just makes it worse.

finally they rejoin, ready to tensely rehearse when billy, who won't tell anyone he was crying, informs them that, "if she's not back tonight then I'm going to the station." last he saw you, he'd literally had to force you to call a taxi, so now he's more worried. that you're done and in danger and he can't help you. "end of fucking story, let's just rehearse"

"oh my god, billy, you're so damn dramatic. I've heard from her, she's fine."

and well yeah this is kind of a cliffhanger because billy does in fact force it out of daisy eventually

[all-risejd]

Chapter 21: Tour Busses and Good Luck Kisses (A Poly Judgment Day Fic)

Nessa leans up against Rhea, yawning as Damian uses his keys to open the front door, Rhea's dogs barking up a storm and bounding up to them as soon as they enter. Nessa steps aside so Rhea can kneel down and greet her babies, cooing while the men drag in the pile of bags, leaving them by the door.

"Hey Dom, come with me while I do my laundry please," Nessa asks him through a yawn, Dominik smiles warmly at her, admiring how cute she is when she is so tired, and grabs her bag, following her to Rhea's laundry room. He can tell she wants to discuss something with him, just the two of them, and he is glad the others could tell as well leaving them be. He hands her articles of clothing silently and she just tosses them in the washer, not bothering to sort it at all. He patiently waits for Nessa to start the conversation. It isn't until she has started the washer and hops up to sit on it that she starts talking.

"Dom, I... This information can't get out, not yet. I need to make sense of it all and I need your help to do that." Nessa explains, not explaining exactly what she needs but Dominik has an idea.

"Whatever you need Nes. Mi Corazon, just tell me what you need and I'll do it." Dominik offers, stepping closer to her and standing between her legs, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close, her head resting against the top of his shoulder.

"Can you set up a meeting with him? Near my place? Somewhere familiar? And it be just us. Damian is too close to Kevin and that might cloud his judgement and I know Rhea is a big fan. I need someone just in my corner please." Nessa asks, placing a kiss on his neck. She feels him nod against her.

"How would mom's house work? It is close to your place and Mom wants to see us, even if it is only just you and me, the others can come back here and rest." Dominik offers and Nessa grips the back of his shirt and leans her head back to look at him.

"As long as Rey isn't there, and she doesn't harass us for grandchildren." Nessa gives the caveats, smirking at the end making Dominik chuckle,

"I can promise Dad won't be there, Can't make any promises on Mom though. I can ask that she might not be there. Or she might be in Vegas with Dad." Dominik kisses her nose and admires the way she scrunches it up at the contact.

"Oh you are so cute when you do that" Dominik coos and kisses her nose again. She squeals and pushes him away, hopping off the washing machine and running out of the room, Dominik chasing her, the both of them laughing, Dominik calling out, "Wait let me loooove you"

Nessa runs through the house, Dominik chasing her, both of them giggling until Nessa literally runs into Rhea who instinctively wraps her arms around the smaller woman and stumbles back a couple of steps but keeps them both upright.

"Well, whats going on here?" Rhea asks, looking back and forth between the pair, Nessa's face flushed with the exertion, Dominik out of breath but smiling wider than she had ever seen him. Rhea can't help but smile at how happy her partners look while waiting for her answer.

"Nothing, Nessa just can't take a compliment and tries to run away" Dominik answers honestly, smirking deviously.

"Oh is that true? Well Bunny you are the most adorable thing and so glad we get to call you ours." Rhea kisses Nessa's forehead and Nessa whines and tries to wriggle away from the grip. Nessa is unsuccessful and Rhea guides her to the living room where she plops down on the couch dragging Nessa with her, Dominik leaning on the doorway. Nessa's eyes meet Dominiks and she sees the happiness and joy there was before and it is in that moment even with the growing pains they are all having Nessa knows they will be alright.

"I'm going to go shower" Dominik announces but Rhea calls out to stop him.

"Wait to shower till later, we are going to train in like 20 minutes so wait till after," Rhea suggests, patting the spot on the couch next to her and inviting Dominik to join them, only for Barry to jump up and take it. Dominik laughs and decides on his next course of action,

"Ok, instead I'll go pack some fresh clothes and put a pile in the laundry room to get done. Have some alone time with Nes. She needs some comfort" Dominik asks before turning away and disappearing from view.

"I know you need comfort, he doesn't need to ask..." Rhea turns her attention to Nessa, "How are you love?" Rhea asks, moving a strand of hair away from Nessa's face. Nessa bites her lip unsure of how to answer. Nessa looks at Rhea's beautiful piercing blue-green eyes that makes bodies of water jealous, and her breath catches seeing the care and concern.

(Piecing pools of blue the ocean wishes it could be) (Reword to that)

"There is a lot about last night I am having strong feelings about. First is something you have no control over, just let me feel it and figure out what I need to do, the other..." Nessa begins to answer, trailing off, getting nervous.

"What's the other, Bunny, I can't help you if you don't tell me. And as for the first thing, take all the time you need to process that information. We will support your decision whatever it is." Rhea promises and Nessa appreciates the honesty in her voice.

"I feel bad about not... well not doing things for you yesterday after you...." Nessa trails off unsure how to word it and not feel embarrassed.

"After I ate your delicious pussy and made you cum on my fingers? Oh baby, don't feel bad about that I just wanted to taste you and give you pleasure." Rhea tries to reassure Nessa who shakes her head.

"I should have done something in return if not then, when I got back to the hotel or something. It's unfair I got the pleasure and you didn't. I can tonight if you want?" Nessa offers, no longer meeting Rhea's gaze but instead staring at her hands where she has begun picking at her cuticles.

"Hey no, we aren't going to be doing that." Rhea grabs Nessa's face gently to look at her. Nessa was taken aback by the worry in Rhea's gaze. "You don't have to do things for us just because we do it for you. The pleasure for me was in pleasing you. Love is giving and providing, but sometimes it's just feeling too and I wanted you to feel good. We don't ever expect it back. Yeah sometimes it is nice but it is not a requirement and it is not unfair. And no we will not be doing that tonight because I know you feel like you have to and I, we need you to understand that you don't." Rhea stares at Nessa waiting for her to respond somehow that she understands those expectations, Rhea makes a mental note to tell the boys this development, well, Damian and Finn, Dom probably knows. Rhea finds herself thinking, letting out a sigh of relief when Nessa slowly nods and scoots closer, and lays her head on Rhea's shoulder.

"Ok," Nessa softly answers, grabbing Rhea's hand and playing with her fingers. "I uh.. Also want to ask a favor" Nessa states, waiting for Rhea's go ahead. "And what is that Bunny?" Rhea prompts, leaning her head against Nessa's.

"After raw, I need Dom just Dom to come with me to San Diego so I can meet up with Kevin and hear him out. There are some things I need answered and I would feel too much pressure with you and Luis and Finn there. I know how you and Luis feel about Kevin." Nessa asks, glad that she can't see Rhea's face from their position, not wanting to see if voicing her need hurt Rhea or if she was upset. Rhea squeezes Nessa's hand and tightens her arm around the smaller woman.

"Of course Bunny, whatever you need. Luis, Finn, and I will come here and we will meet back up at our live shows this weekend. Thank you for telling me what you need Bunny." Rhea runs her free hand up and down Nessa's arm soothingly. Rhea feels the tension melt out of Nessa's body as her breathing deepens and soft snores start coming from Nessa. Rhea snorts and shakes her head, still not used to how fast Nessa can fall asleep but internally preening that she is that comfortable with her to do so. Rhea relaxes as well and watches the tv, letting Nessa get a nap in before they have to get ready and go for training.

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Not even five minutes later Rhea hears Finn and Damian calling for them, their voices laced with confusion. Rhea rouses Nessa who groggily opens her eyes and blinks, groaning at being woken up so soon. Dominik pops his head around the door frame, his face a mix of confusion and amusement.

"Uh there is a tour bus here and apparently it is for us?" He explains making Nessa wake up and get up alongside Rhea who is just as confused.

"What, why, who?" Nessa rapidly asks, heading towards the front of the house with Rhea and Dominik, Rhea echoing her questions and Dominik just shrugging. Knowing just as much as them. The three of them get outside to the driveway where Damian and Finn are talking the the assumed driver of the bus, Damian's body language showing his protectiveness. His arms crossed standing slightly in front of Finn who is waving around his hands as he talks. Nessa speeds up her walking and gets to them first. She placed her hand on Finn's shoulder calming him down before taking a step over to Damian and grabbing his hand making him uncross his arms.

"What's going on, we didn't order this?" Nessa asks calmly already having an idea as to what is going on, the conversation she had with Danika coming to mind as well. She knows she shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth but she needs to know.

"Oh we were contracted and paid in full, the bus is yours period, fully paid. The contract is for me your driver and a security guard who will meet us at the arena tomorrow and will travel with us. The name is Leo." The man, rocking a decent tan and long brown hair in a low ponytail, standing just under Damian's nose sticks out his hand introducing himself to Nessa which is further than he had gotten with the men who were adamantly telling him to get off the property.

"Nessa, It's nice to meet you. I suppose this is a gift from an anonymous benefactor for our "safety" Can you tell us who it is?" Nessa asks, Damian pulling her gently further behind him.

"No can do, part of the contract as well, but you can call your boss for proof. I know this is suspicious at best." He offers and Finn immediately takes out his phone and makes the call, Nessa getting annoyed he and Damian are standing in front of her again blocking her view of the driver. Finn puts the phone on speaker as Hunter answers.

"Hunter... Paul... what is this bus business." Finn asks, eyeing Leo who just rolls his eyes but respects the protectiveness.

"Oh good it's there. The bus is paid for and in Nessa's name. The driver is hired and contracted because well that is none of your business and done by also none of your business. Just enjoy the gift for fucks sake now excuse me I have actual business to attend to." Hunter abruptly ends the call and Rhea snickers. The call however confirmed what Nessa's theory was which is that Kevin is trying to buy her forgiveness like Rey did.

"Look I would hate to waste the money of whoever paid for this so we might as well use it and enjoy it. Dems we could have the dogs travel with us for the most part" Nessa tries to convince Rhea first, knowing if Rhea agrees the rest will fall in line. Rhea takes a moment to think before nodding her head and clicking her tongue.

"And Luis, Dom, Finn we wouldn't have to fly all the time, just only when the distance is too far to drive, and even then he can meet us there and take us to the next show. Also, a bed that is ours instead of constant hotel beds and getting locked out in our boxers..." Nessa looks at Finn and Damian and smirks, still enjoying the story that happened the day they found her Rhea and Dom in the bed surrounded by Oreos.

"Fine, you win Mariposa. We can't say no to you apparently." Damian grumbles and ruffles Nessa's hair.

"Well if we are going to basically live in the bus we need to stock up on food and shit so let's postpone our training for a bit and go to the grocery store. I need to buy more shampoo and stuff anyway." Nessa suggests to the group, smiling and nodding to Leo.

"Yeah, you are right, let's go get what we need." Dominik agrees, grabbing Nessa's hand and trying to drag her to the SUV but Rhea clears her throat making them stop in their tracks.

"Bunny you are doing your laundry, and Finn was putting up some of his legos he got this week and wanted to start the set your friend so kindly got him. Why don't you two stay here and just text me whatever you need." Rhea offers, and Nessa narrows her eyes at her.

"Yeah that sounds fine, A Chroí come on let's go back in the house." Finn offers, holding out his hand and cocking his head. Nessa looks back and forth from him to Rhea before sighing and leaning up to place a peck on Dominik's lips who pouts. Nessa begins to walk towards Finn but Dominik keeps a hold of her hand till both of their arms are extended.

"I know you guys want to make up for lost time but we still need to work out today and we have to drive to the venue tomorrow so let's go. Rhea pulls their hands apart, Nessa stomping over to Finn, grabbing his outstretched hand, and stands next to him.

"Now that is settled get in the bus and tell me what store we are going to, that way when I drive y'all back here you can stock everything where you want it and save time," Leo offers pointing to the open door of the bus.

"Before you go I do have a question," Nessa asks as Leo steps onto the first step in the bus's doorway but pauses and turns around to look at Nessa waiting for the question.

"How does the gas work? Do we pay for it or is it included in the contract?" Nessa asks, and she feels Finn squeeze her hand and she takes it as encouragement.

"From venue to venue has been calculated and factored into the contract with a cushion. Anything that goes over would traditionally be your responsibility but since you are not who hired me it is them that would be responsible for it." He answers keeping the identity of their benefactor secret but Nessa thanks him and he disappears into the bus, Rhea, Dominik, and Damian going after him.

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Nessa and Finn enter the house and an awkward silence surrounds them, only the faint sounds of the washer and dryer going on in the distance. Nessa can feel that he wants to discuss what happened last night and hopes he doesn't bring it up she isn't ready to talk about it.

"Well since your laundry is still going why don't you come with me and help me start building this set your friend got me. We can talk about anything or nothing at all and just enjoy the company and focus on the building. There are a lot of pieces in this kit and we can just focus on that if that is what you need." Finn offers, seeing the expression on Nessa's face. He lets out a sigh when she nods and smiles, relaxing a little more as he guides her to the Room Rhea let him take over for various Lego projects. With her hand in his still, he leads her over to the table where he unboxed the set and just barely got started before the bus thing happened.

"Ok so what do you want me to do, this is a fairly rare set and I don't want to mess it up or lose anything," Nessa asks, pulling her hand free and clasping her hands together waiting for direction. "Well let's look at the instructions, you'll build a piece and I will build a separate piece." Finn smiles, appreciating the respect she has for his favorite hobby and by extension respect for him and he begins to wonder how he and the others got so lucky to have gotten her in their life. They have the instructions pulled up on Finn's phone and each starts building their respective pieces, gently bumping their hips together, talking about their favorite premier league team arguing over them.

"No, West Ham is the best and has the most talent, argue with God, not me" Nessa points to Finn who chomps his teeth in her direction jokingly. Nessa huffs, but smiles showing she isn't mad and he sees she is more relaxed than she was earlier. In this moment of peace, he decides to not bring up the Kevin-sized elephant that is sitting on her shoulders. Instead, he promises to himself he is going to be a place of peace for her just as she is for him.

"Finn" Nessa calls out his name, her tone telling him she has a question. He hums and looks over at her and watches as she just fidgets with the partially built part of the Lego stadium, waiting for her to ask what she needs to.

"You didn't really give me an opinion about what we found out Saturday. You are somewhere in the middle of friendship and not knowing him all that well and I value your opinion." She explains, sounding more like a statement but he understands what she is asking.

"It doesn't shock me, honestly, Dom got to come straight to the main roster, as did you straight into a main storyline with the most dominant group. That being said I don't blame you and I am actually grateful because it gave you to us A chroì. But I do think you should talk to him and at least get answers. You don't owe him a relationship of any sort but you do owe him an opportunity to explain himself if only to get closure on both ends. But understand where he might be coming from. He is still reeling from the loss of his son and finding out you were in an abusive relationship before Dom." Finn explains, abandoning his own piece, and watches her body language, ready to change the subject if she needs it.

"What if he expects a relationship, I think he is the one paying for the bus. Oh god, what if he uses that to try to make me have some sort of relationship with him even if I'm not ready? I told Dom to set up a meeting. Should I tell him I changed my mind? Why now, why not when Mom divorced, or when I turned 18? Is it me, did he just not want me..." Nessa begins to spiral pacing back and forth and running her fingers through her hair, still spouting off what-ifs and flinging her arms about. An idea comes to his head and he steps over to her grabbing both sides of her face and presses their lips together, hoping it makes her pause and stop panicking.

Nessa stops and takes in a sharp breath through her nose. The softness of Finns lips and the sudden feeling of his lips on hers shocks her out of her thoughts. Instead her thoughts focus on wanting to feel his lips against hers again, so she kisses him, tossing her arms around his neck the chaste pecks turning in to a longer passionate kiss, Nessa trying to grip Finns hair but is unable to because of its length. She runs her nails gently across his scalp instead earning a low groan from Finn and he leans his head back effectively breaking the kiss but remaining in her arms.

"Are you ok Luv? I'm sorry for forcing a kiss but you began to spiral there" He asks, placing a kiss on her forehead. His stomach drops when he hears her whimper but that fear turns to confusion when she tightens her arms around him pulling him closer.

"No that was fine Finn, i'm sorry you felt you had to kiss me when you didn't want to." Nessa apologizes, feeling incredibly guilty that he felt he had to use physical affection when their relationship isn't quite there yet. Finn stands there staring at the wall, his jaw slack, his chest tightening for the young woman in his arms. He raises a hand to her hand and pets her hair trying to soothe her.

"A Chroì I would not have kissed you if I did not want to. We continued kissing after and I wanted that as well. You have done nothing wrong." Finn soothes Nessa, still petting her hair and just swaying them back and forth until their bubble is popped by the alarm of the dryer announcing her clothes are done.

"I'll uh go take care of that and start Doms laundry." Nessa announces breaking the embrace. Finn grabs her hand. "I'll go help you" He states, giving her no room for argument which she didn't have anyway.

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May 8th, 2023 Raw

Nessa and Rhea walk towards the shared womens locker room while the men lounge in their locker room waiting for the show to start. They are not surprised when they get to the locker room and see Indi there waiting for them. She kicks off the wall where she was leaning and hugs both women.

"Ava is running a little late because she has a meeting with Hunter. We'll hang out in here until she gets here and is ready. We are glad you guys want to hang out with us more." Indi explains as she opens the door and they enter the room, someones bra flying past Nessa's head that she narrowly dodges. She looks around to see who threw it, her eyes landing on Raquel who has her arms crossed, already in her ring gear.

"How are you going to need training and not ask me, who trained with Rhea in NXT." Raquel narrows her eyes waiting on an answer. She is joking but Nessa can't tell and thinks she is genuinely upset. Nessa fidgets, clearly nervous but meets Raquel's gaze, showing more confidence than she feels. Raquel relaxes her posture and smiles, patting Nessa's head before pulling Rhea into a quick hug. The tension being broken Nessa answers the earlier question, "I am very small and our styles would be wildly different, you are similar to Rhea and I am already training with her. If you want to help I would appreciate it, I need all the help I can get honestly. I don't want to accidentally hurt someone or get hurt myself"

This admission makes Raquel smile wider and whispers of approval from many in the locker room. Nessa takes a seat on an empty bench, Rhea joining her on one side and Raquel sits next to her, the two of them talking and catching up. Nessa looks around and is shocked when she sees Natalya walking over and taking the empty spot next to her.

"Hey, about the board thing. I'm sorry for my involvement but its easy money for those that know." Natalya whispers to Nessa to takes in a sharp breath looking at Natalya with wide eyes.

"It is more difficult and less at the same time and if you need anything i am here, I more than understand you didn't choose this." Natalya pats Nessa's knee, leaving her hand there. Rhea eyes her hand and cocks her head still talking to Raquel. Natalya sees the look Rhea is giving her and swiftly removes her hand.

"Who all..." Nessa trails off, asking who all knows what she found out on saturday. Natalya looks at her with pity shining in her eyes. "Those like us. Most of them that is." Natalya answsers, shrugging her shoulders like it is nothing new. "I knew the moment Dominik showed me the picture of his super perfect girlfriend in 2020" Natalya teases, bumping her shoulder against Nessa's.

Nessa feels her face and ears heat up. She figured Dom told people about her but not the praising to that level. Though it doesn' shock her. An idea pops in her head and before Nessa can stop herself she finds herself standing up and asking the room, "Did anyone else get accosted by Dominik showing pictures of me from 2020 on?" The entire locker room raises their hands and Nessa's blush deepens, the embarassment sinking in and she sits back down hiding her face in her hands while everyone laughs. She feels a hand rub her back inbetween her shoulders. She guesses from the direction of the hand it is Natalya. Its confirmed for her when someone else runs their fingers through her hair. She raises her head to look at Rhea who kisses her forehead.

"He was and is so proud of you and loves you very much as do I." Rhea explains, cupping Nessa's cheek. Nessa hears her heart beat in her ears so she can't hear the other cooing at her and Nessa. In that momen all Nessa can see and hear is Rhea whose face is a similar shade of pink.

"I love you too Dems" Nessa softly, almost in a whisper response, grabbing Rhea's hand which Nessa notices has a slight tremor to it. Nessa grasps it with both her hands and angles her body to face Rhea more, a love struck smile on both their faces. They are pulled out of their own little world by someone clearing their throat and waving their hand in front of their faces. They both turn their heads to see Ava standing in front of them her arms crossed and tapping her foot, in her ring gear as well. Nessa shrinks back in embarassment not wanting to be so out of focus the first time she meets the young woman.

"I'm sorry, she is just so... look at her" Nessa gestures to Rhea who blushes at the praise.

"While she is drop dead gorgeous and I can't blame you for getting lost in her gorgeous deep blue eyes, we are already late for training so lets gooo" Ava grabs them and drags them out the door, Indi and Raquel following laughing like the rest of the room.

___________________________________________________________________________ The door closes behind them and the room erupts in conversation.

"Say what you want but she is putting in work, she is training more than a lot of us, definitely more than some part timers" Becky pointedly looks at Shayna who stands up, not appreciating the dig at her best friend.

"Hey, she is still a professional athlete and has a young child at home." Shayna tries to defend her but it falls on deaf ears, Becky stands up in front of Shayna, getting in her face, "like some of us don't have young ones at home?" Becky and Shayna stare each other down. Nikki Cross steps between them and separates them.

"Becks you are right about Nessa, she is working her little ass off, not to prove herself but to keep herself and others who would work with her safe. Went full tilt not even easing into it. If you've seen them traveling they train almost every day. Sayna, you may be a little biased and defending your best friend, but, Rhonda isn't one of us, not fully. We respect her working but she is difficult to work with and she has a bad habit of not keeping us safe, you have to acknowledge that." The rest of the room makes varying noises of agreement. Zoey just sits there and rolls her eyes, not liking the newer addition to the roster, and sick of the constant Rhonda discussions.

Everyone's attention turns towards the door when Trish enters the room, tossing her duffle on the nearest bench and abandoning her rolling bag by the door, looking around at all the women around, annoyed even with her status she can't have her own locker room but that little whore gets to with the judgement day.

"What are we talking about?" Trish asks taking a seat next to Zoey who leans over and whispers in her ear. Trish scoffs and rolls her eyes.

"She doesn't deserve any credit. She is nothing and doesn't belong here. Honestly, it's a shame she didn't succumb to COVID. Dom's life would be so much easier." Many of the women gasp but Natalya steps to Trish who raises to her feet. Natalya pushes her, roughly making her stumble backwards over the bench. Zoey helps her back to her feet, Natalya standing there with her arms crossed.

"Don't you talk about her like that. Without people like her it could have been a lot worse. She is doing everything she can to make the best out of a shitty situation and you need to respect that and not be so entitled." Natalya damn near growls, Nikki standing beside her nodding her head. Others agreeing and moving to the other side of the room, showing a clear divide between the women, a few stay clearly siding with Trish. Trish is back to her feet and shoves off Zoeys hands who was trying to check for injury.

"Yeah you would defend her, your kind always takes up for one another. That's why it is so damn hard for those of us who deserve the spotlight. We have to deal with you bitches." Trish retorts her tone conveying the level of disdain she has for Natalya and those like her. Natalya shifts her weight and continues to stare down Trish, the bench separating them.

"And what kind is that Patricia, the kind that day in and day out work out to better ourselves?" Natalya defends, doing her best to keep one of the worst kept secrets in the company safe. Knowing if Trish finds out it won't be long before the public at large knows.

"No, the kind that gets opportunities and everything else because of familial connections, you, cody, randy, raquel the lot of you. Its obvious to everyone here that she has some sort of connection in the industry outside of Dominik and now she gets handed a lucrative contract where she is guaranteed just as much if not more than any of us plus the royalties and more creative control than any of us get. We would have been suspended or fined for any of the shit she has pulled in the month she has been here. Paul dotes on her like his own kids, hell I'm willing to bet he bought her that tour bus. It couldn't be any more obvious." Trish lists out, counting off on her fingers each reason, the women around her agreeing while Natalya rolls her eyes.

"Please that can be anything, a favor to Rey most likely. Leave her alone or you'll have me to deal with, and I am pretty sure Rhea and a few others as well." Natalya threatens, Becky verbally agreeing before pulling Natalya away and out of the locker room to cool down.

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Raw

Nessa and Damian are at Gorilla, watching Seth's entrance, Nessa rolling her eyes as the crowd sings along. Mercifully the cameraman signals it is time for Damian's promo. He grabs the back of Nessa's neck firmly and leads her over to where Cathy has introduced them, keeping his hand there as she asks her first question.

"Now Damian, is the loss to Bad Bunny still weighing on you heading into the triple threat match tonight?" Cathy asks and Nessa scoffs and chews her gum as Damian answers,

"So thats what you want to talk about huh? Fine. Bad Bunny did his thing, but after a brutal San Juan street fight, the name that's gonna live forever is Damian Priest, because it took an entire island to keep me down. And thanks to my beautiful girl im better than ever." Damian praises Nessa, showing the world he is not upset at her from what clearly happened backstage at backlash. Damian continues, "Now tonight, I plan by myself ... with my girl cheering me on... to put down Shinsuke Nakamura, By myself put down Seth Freakin Rollins, and then, well I guess we'll see whether its Finn Balor or Damian Priest that brings the world heavyweight championship home to the judgement day." He starts laughing as his music starts and he guides Nessa to the curtain, his hand still possessively on the back of her neck.

They get past the curtain and he finally releases her as he makes his entrance, a slight limp as they make their way down the ramp. They get to the apron and Damian turns to Nessa, pulling her to him by the back of her neck into a searing possessive kiss, to the roar of the crowd. He pulls back and Nessa bites her lip, her face flushed and her breathing shallow staring at his beautiful brown eyes getting lost for a moment. He pats her cheek bringing her back to the world and she steps back, walking around the ring ignoring seth making kissy faces at her as she joins the announce table.

"Nessa, welcome back to the announce table." Wade greets her, earning a smile from Nessa. Nessa takes the seat wade pulled out and thanks him.

"Thank you, I'm glad to be back here supporting my boyfriend and his quest for the world heavyweight championship. Seth and Shinsuke don't stand a chance." Nessa responds as shinsuke makes his entrance and Michael and Wade praise and are just genuinely excited that Shinsuke is back on raw.

"The first match of the world heavyweight championship is upon us, Seth Freakin Rollins, Damian priest and Shinsuke Nakamora." Wade explains and they all go quiet watching Shinsuke drop to the ground. Nessa is the first to speak.

"He has a flair for the dramatic and I for one appreciate it. He would probably win if he wasn't up against my man." Nessa praises, having to throw in praise for Damian as well.

"Yeah, I can honestly say that of the three it is almost too difficult to pick a winner or a favorite, all 12 men entered into the world heavyweight championship are deserving, are very very credible, potential future champions. Could you imagine their futures if they go on to may 27th and be crowned the world heavyweight champion." Wade explains and Nessa scoffs,

"I have no problem picking a favorite and the winner, it is the archer of infamy, Damian Priest." Nessa announces proudly.

"Well, we will see how it all shakes out tonight, the first of two triple threat matches and of course triple threat rules, the first superstar to gain pinfall or submission will be declared the winner." Michael explains as the bell rings and Damian immediately goes on the offensive, elbowing Shinsuke in the corner and going after Seth.

"You know speaking of your man Damian Priest, I saw how he grabbed you backstage. Perhaps there are issues between you and him after backlash and what you did with Rhea backstage after her win." Michael asks, and Nessa just keeps her head forward watching Damian throw Seth into a corner and punch him.

"First of all that is none of your business. The Judgement Day celebrates how we decide to celebrate. Nothing happened between me and Rhea backstage that would be considered cheating like you insinuated. Damian grabbed me like that simply because I like it and he does too now do your job and stay focused on the match instead of my sex life." Nessa warns him the threat clear in her voice and Wade chuckles calling out the match still.

"Oh big right hand from Damian priest who is just stomping the guts out of Shinsuke Nakamura." Wade calls out with Nessa applauding the show of dominance, worry in her eyes as she sees him favor his knee, both of them selling the "injury" from backlash.

"We talked about the leg of damian priest and how he'd fare tonight and he is off to a hot start here. The punishment of the judgement day" Wade excitedly calls out, Michael chiming in, "Notice Priest came up a little lame after delivering that impact in the corner to rollins, maybe You didn't do as good a job as he said" He taunts knowing that is going to annoy Nessa.

"I did everything in my scope of practice Michael, I am not a doctor and injuries even tweaks take time to heal, you should know that. Also even with a minor injury like this he is still the most dominant man in that ring, you would do well to show him that respect." Nessa shoots back, glancing at Michael, the glance turning into a glare when she sees him smirking.

"Well when you've got a veteran as skilled as Nakamura you have to be 100%" Wade comments as Damian is thrown out of the ring and Michael excitedly calls out Seth throwing Damian out of the ring.

"Seth Freakin Rollins,one of the first superstars to lock eyes with the world heavyweight championship saying that its more than politics and part timers." Wade explains as Seth and Shinsuke lock eyes from across the ring.

"Rollins knows what its like to be heavyweight champion" Michael starts explaining but Nessa cuts him off, trying to annoy him like he is her.

"Yeah, he know because seven years ago he hurt Finn which made him relinquish his title, Seth is well overdue for some payback be it from Papi or from my favorite demon Finn Balor." Nessa sits up and preens praising her stablemates for the wwe universe to hear.

"Well Shinsuke Nakamura was drafted to Monday night Raw for the very first time and I spoke with him earlier. He said he spend seven years on friday night smackdown and is thrilled to now be on monday night raw" Wade tries to change the subject because he saw Michael about to fight back with nessa. Damian leans against the barricade by Nessa and flirts with her, catching his breath until shinsuke slides out of the ring. Damian goes to kick him but misses, the leg landing on the apron of the ring and Shinsuke hitting him before pushing him back into the ring and positioning him to hit his head with a high knee. Shinsuke then gets on the apron and jumps up, landing on the back of Damian's head, Damian clutching where Shinsuke landed, and shinsuke getting back to his feet, yelling out as the adrenaline courses through his body. He blows a kiss at nessa who scrunches up, bringing her shoulders to her ears and sits further back in her chair as the timer for commercial starts and the match continues.

The timer shuts off signalling they are back on the air and Damian is in control in the ring, trading blows with seth,

"A raucous crowd here tonight witnessing the first round of the World Heavyeweight Championship tournament here on monday night raw. Seth Freakin Rollins, Damian Priest and Shinsuke Nakamura." Wade continues to explain being the middleground, truly neutral between Nessa and Michael. Nessa groans as damian reverses the Irish Whip only to get kicked in the head by Seth who was countering Damians next move.

"Of course whoever emerges victorious from tonights tournament on Monday Night Raw will face the winner of smackdowns tournament on may 27th at Night of Champions in Saudi Arabia, and right now things are looking good for the visionary" Michael comments, sounding excited at the prospect that Seth might win. Nessa goes to retort but stops when Seth dives out of the ring onto Damian who hits the ground hard and rolls up the ramp while Seth quickly gets back up and re-enters the ring just to sprint across it and suicide dives out again this time on shinsuke, knocking him into the announce table. Michael and Wade are out of their seats and standing in front of Nessa who never moved. She looks up at the pair of men questioningly who just return to their seats, both of them talking about how no one and nowhere is safe. It clicks in Nessa's head Hunter probably makes them protect her if she isn't supposed to be touched during matches. Seth went to dive on Damian again who swings up and connects his fist to Seths head, stopping seths momentum and sliding in the ring himself.

"Priest put the breaks on in a hurry with that heavy right hand, is it that heavy on you Nessa. You said you both like it." Michael teases not realizing how that sounds.

"Michael, no, he does not lay a finger on me, doesn't even raise his voice at me. I like when he grabs me like he did backstage. He knows how to treat a woman and would never lay a hand on me like..." Nessa stops herself, remembering they are live and switches gears, "if you try to accuse him of harming me again you will find out first hand the harm he can do." Nessa threatens, getting back in character.

"Like who was it, ex con dom?" Michael pries, ignoring the match thinking it is part of the story, not realizing she slipped up. Wade however notices the shift in Nessa's mood and body language and continues to call the match and taps Michaels knee to signal a change of subject. The match goes on with tense commentary between Nessa and Michael who is confused as to why she is suddenly so cold to him but he holds off anymore prying questions and does his job of commentating the match.

Shinsuke goes to finish off seth but damian gets back in the ring and hits Shinsuke with a big clothesline, knocking him down.

"Priest takes out Shinsuke,out of nowhere, the punishment of the judgement day"Wade exclaims and michael ads on "Priest with only one more to beat" Damian goes to perform the south of heaven, "Priest wants a trip south of heaven but shinsuke is not ready" Michael calls out as shinsuke counters and begins kicking damian, targeting his injured leg. Shinsuke knocks Damian down and puts him in a knee bar. Damian screams out in pain and Nessa stands up unable to listen to him be in pain.

"He is never going to tap" Nessa states the obvious, looking on in worry. She breaths out a sigh of relief when Seth breaks up the hold. Nessa rips off her headset and runs over to Damian helping him out of the ring as seth pedigrees Shinsuke and pins him for the win. Like saturday Damian leans on Nessa as they make their way up the ramp and behind the curtain. Once behind the curtain he stops leaning on her as much but Nessa notices a true limp this time so she guides him to medical. Greeting some of the talent and crew along the way. Mercifully medical is close to gorilla so she can properly assess Damian's leg, the rest of the judgement day pushing in not long after they get there, knowing something was off the way Damian's limp changed from the beginning of the match.

"Priest are you ok" Rhea is the first to speak, bounding over to where Nessa is examining Damians knee with the doctor.

"Yeah I'm fine it's just a little sore from that knee bar, and Nessa is just worrying over nothing." He tries to wave it off but winces when Nessa gently pokes his knee.

"Yeah worrying over nothing, you have some swelling and it is tender to the touch" Nessa chides and turns to the doctor waiting to hear his diagnosis.

"Well without films it is hard to be sure, but i believe it is just tweaked. Just rest it till next monday. I'll let hunter know." The doctor leaves the room and nessa hmpfs and crosses her arms.

"I know I know you told me so, Lets go to our locker room." Damian holds out his hand and Dominik steps in and helps support Damians weight since he is taller than nessa or Finn and he didn't want finn to get hurt before his triple threat match.

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Nessa leans against Damian, his arm thrown across her shoulders and Nessa's feet on Rhea's lap as Finn stretches and warms up for his match. Dominik lounges on a chair scrolling through something on his phone which makes him frown from time to time, The atmosphere in the room almost calm, a welcome change to the tenseness in the medical room. Nessa clears her throat to get their attention,

"Uh so Dom and I will be spending a couple days in san diego at his moms house because tomorrow i am going to meet with Kevin just to get answers." Nessa clarifies craning her neck to look at damian who kisses the tip of her nose but says nothing which Nessa appreciates so she continues. "I appreciate the support you guys are giving me about this. I uh also want to get my iud out and switch birth control because it hurts like all the time and i want to make the appointment for next week after raw since we don't have to do smackdown right now. It's just uh in the transition time for the birth control we will need a secondary form of well yeah..." Nessa trails off and Dominik snorts, finding it cute how shy she gets talking about this but the dirty nasty things she wants to do she is more open about.

"Well thats fine we will just get condoms and control ourselves when that happens. We don't want you in pain at all so if this is causing you pain it has to go. As for the other thing of course we are going to support you in all things, We have your back Mariposa." Damian squeezes his arm that is draped across her in a half hug and Rhea squeezes Nessa's calf.

"Yeah Luv it's not a problem" Finn agrees, jumping up and down as part of his warm up. When he feels adequately warmed up he walks over to where nessa is and kneels down in front of her.

"Can I have a kiss for luck Luv?" Finn asks, giving her his best puppy eyes. Nessa blushes and giggles, leaning forward and placing a chaste peck on Finns lips who smiles and pulls her into another quick kiss.

"With that, I'm sure I'll win A Chroì." He smiles and leaves the room to take his place at gorilla while the others coo at Nessa and how cute she blushes at Finn's affection. Together they watch from their locker room as Finn wins his triple-threat match.

A few minutes later Finn enters the room and Nessa gets up from the couch and bounds over to Finn giggling and throws her arms around his neck, he wraps her up in a bear hug, the awkwardness Nessa felt earlier having dissipated.

"Congratulations babe," Nessa pecks his cheeks and goes to pull back only for Finn to keep his arms around her waist,

"See Damian that's why you didn't win, you didn't get a good luck kiss from our little treasure. A stòr." Finn teases, swaying them back and forth. Damian crosses his arms and grumbles, "I'll remember that next time. Better make sure you get another good luck kiss for your match with seth later." Damian pouts at the empty spot Nessa left between him and Rhea. Dominik sees the opportunity and vacates his char and plops in the seat, splaying himself across both Damian and Rhea to the amusement of everyone.

"Come on A Chroí help me stretch out and stay warmed up for my match with seth since the others seem a little preoccupied. We may know the outcome of the match, but I need to be my best" Finn guides her to the empty spot he was using earlier.

"You know I wish they would let me come out with you too like I do with Luis," Nessa whines as she helps Finn stretch his legs.

"I know Luv, but your story is only with Damian, Rhea and Dom right now, more so with Rhea and Damian." Finn points out what they all know making Nessa huff in annoyance and drop his leg and stomp over to Damian and gently sits on his lap, careful of his now sore leg.

"Now come on don't be like that I was just stating the obvious." Finn pleads, he was enjoying Nessa's help.

"She didn't want you to state the obvious stupid , she wanted you to complain with her and offer for her to go out with you even though she wont." Dominik explains like it is the most obvious thing in the world, reaching over to play with a lock of Nessa's hair before Rhea pulls him away and towards the door.

"Yeah Fergalicious she just wanted agreement not sense, you'll learn. Though I thought you got that with me." Rhea jokes, pulling Dom out the door so they arent late for Rhea's match. Dominik closes the door behind them leaving Finn, Domain and Nessa in the room.

"I'm sorry Nes." FInn apologizes, contorting into another stretch but keeping his eyes on Nessa.

"I'm not mad Finn, you don't have to apologize. I'm just being a brat." Nessa waves off Finns apology, her tone apologetic, her face flushing when Damian whispers in her ear "keep acting like a brat and see what happens." and he nips at her ear. Nessa tries to get away but Damian holds her firm to his lap while Finn laughs. Nessa gives up and just leans against his chest, crossing her arms and watches as Dana brooke taps out. Nessa smiles at the strength Rhea shows, the most dominant woman in the WWE.

"She is rather sexy when she dominates like that isn't she." Damian whispers in her ear, toying with the hem of her pants but not going any further. He enjoys how her breath hitches in her throat and the goose pimples raising all over her body as he kisses her neck and whispers things he finds attractive about both of them and how dominant Rhea is. Nessa closes her eyes and leans her head back exposing more of her neck, ignoring the snickering from Finn and completely missing Rhea putting Dana back in the submission but Natalya interfering and standing to Rhea in the ring, staring her down. Nessa is just lost in the feeling of Damians calloused fingers gently tracing her skin just under the waist of her jeans, time being lost to her.

"If you don't pay attention Mariposa you are going to miss Rhea and Dom talking." Damian's deep voice sends shivers down her spine but she opens her eyes. "Good girl, see you arent a brat" Damian praises and Nessa preens at the praise, adjusting herself on his lap giving him easier access and more control. Damian ignores the movements, just continuing to kiss her neck and tracing her skin at the hem of her pants.

Finn watches on in interest, his stretching forgotten as he watches Nessa just melt, amazed at the trust she is showing and even more amazed that she watches the tv as directed. He wonders if she would be that pliable for him when he is ready to go all the way with her. Damian looks over to Finn and smirks, winking at his boyfriend before glancing to the tv noting that Dominik's match is almost over which signals that Finn needs to head to Gorilla. Finn groans and adjusts himself so that his current state isn't so obvious as he walks to the curtain ready to help put Seth over.

[obaewankenope]

I got caught in the middle of a field once, while horses were chasing each other around being horses trying to establish where the newest one ranked. I was... 10? 11? Somewhere there. If I was alone, I'd have been a lot more panicked and calm in measure because I'd have been able to time it and dive for the fence in the biggest gap among the herd of... I think it was 8 or 9 horses, new one included. The field itself wasn't super huge, probably... 50-75 metres across, maybe a bit smaller (it has been almost 20 years, I'm going off vague Google Maps reference here) and I was in the middle so I could have made that distance quick back then (the pros of being young and also the fastest kid in your primary school at the time).

But.

But I had two other kids with me. They were... I think a year or two younger than me, one of them might have been 7ish, I can't remember exactly, only that they were younger and I was the oldest among us. I wasn't related to these kids, barely knew them or their parents, and we only went together because it was a "hey we've all earned the right to bring our horses in today!! As a treat!" kinda deal.

And, honestly, any other day, it'd have probably been fine. But the matriarch of the herd in the field seemed to have it out for the new horse that day (mine, incidentally, which turned out to be a Good Thing btw).

So the three of us get to the field, we go in because none of the neigh neighs will come to the gate and none of us are Trained Horse Specialists at this point to read that there was a Reason™ for that fact. We get to the middle of the field and we call our respective neigh neighs (mine and theirs, just one other, thankfully), and that's when things Go Wrong.

Matriarch will not accept these lower ranked neighs coming in before her. She will not accept the New Neigh going in before her.

Matriarch must now Teach A Lesson.

Cue a mini stampede of almost ten horses running full speed in this kinda tiny ass field (tbf, they alternated the paddock with the one behind it every fortnight for field management purposes blah blah), and three kids slap-bang in the middle of the field, now trapped.

I am the oldest of us. I am also the youngest of three siblings. I am not the one used to being In Charge of those younger than me. But oh boy did I step into the role like it was made for me.

I keep these kids from howling and running off, grab them with the strongest grip known to man, and make sure they stay with me okay! Stay right next to me! Do NOT run away!

And I watch these horses galloping around, chasing my horse who is so, so smart and so trusting and trustworthy for having only met and bonded with me a few days prior (literally it hadn't even been a week since we got her and she was two and had never been handled before she chose me as Her Human).

I see how she's keeping ahead of the others after her.

I see how she turns on a dime to avoid getting bit and kicked and cornered.

I see how, even though it's harder for her, she doesn't come close to us in the middle, even though it would have been an effective escape route for her several times over.

I see this and I know. I know my girl will not get us hurt if she can help it.

I also know we don't have a lot of time for us to get out and we have to go soon and move fast.

So I keep my iron grip on these two kids whose name I don't even remember (and probably didn't then, I've always been bad with names of people ngl), and I tell them, "when there's a gap, we run for that bit of fence right there okay," and it's directly in front of us, as close as we can safely get without these other 8 or 9 horses trampling us in their herd-mentality race mode.

I watch my girl and I wait for it.

I wait for her to turn when I know she's gonna.

I see the moment she's about to, unable to not turn without getting cut off and caught by the herd.

And when I do, I yell "GO" and I haul these two kids like they're the most precious, durable cargo I've ever held in my eleven years of life over to that bit of fence and I make them drop and role under.

Only the herd is faster than three kids with their inefficient two legs and differences in height and stride.

I get those kids under that fence and I have to drop and roll too because the fence is electric so I can't just grab and yeet over it (fuck but I probably could have but I was eleven and didn't know much about electricity and voltage then, or adrenaline) but I'm out of time.

My girl is all of... Christ, she was probably about five or six feet from me when I turned and saw her. The herd right on her tail.

She was terrified and being chased and running on pure instinct. The whites of her eyes were probably as big as my own were in that moment.

But my girl.

My girl with her amazing paces and even more amazing ability to turn on a single hock and pivot near 270° in a single pace saved me.

She was barely five feet from me when she up and turned and the herd, only a few more feet behind her, had to turn just as sharply to keep following her, only they couldn't because they didn't have her skill apparently.

But those few seconds her turning away from me, very likely risking injuring herself or getting caught if she failed to turn fast enough, was enough for me.

I dropped and rolled under that fence and literal seconds after I cleared it, a stampede of hooves and half-tonne powerhouses galloped past even as they tried to turn in an arc to catch my girl.

I could have left those kids in that field. I was scared, new to horses, and had a whole new responsibility shoved on me in that moment. No one would have blamed me.

My girl could have not turned on a dime, risking herself, to give me a chance. No one would have blamed her.

But I didn't. She didn't.

The things we do to protect the young, even when we're afraid or young ourselves, are the things that make us worth saving. My girl was a hero herself that day, and she saved me whilst I was saving those two kids.

It's not "human nature" to protect others, younger, weaker, needier, or just who we think we can protect in the moment.

It's just "nature".

It's the mark of empathy and by gods am I glad my girl loved me enough already to act the way she did even when terrified herself and wanting someone to protect her too.

I was rambling on the issue of museums and human remains and how certain populations are more likely to have their bodies put on display to be gawked at and then went "well I guess the Pompeii casts were of Europeans. there are bones in there right?" and Googled it to make sure, at which point I confirmed that yes there are bones in there, but more interestingly DNA testing revealed that a cast of an adult holding a child everyone assumed was a mother and child were, in fact, a man and a kid entirely unrelated to him. Honestly that's more moving to me. Maybe they were connected in a way other than blood, but maybe a stranger saw a child when the world was ending and thought the one thing he could do was hold them.

[lifewiththelulus]

Omg Kindlin being the one to invite cirrus over this time.

Of course Cirrus is probably not expecting them to go all the way back to the bakery and for Kindlin to be like "here's my room you can sleep here with me" Kindlin is just trying to pretend like things are normal and have always been this way and deflects any questions about her Mom and what happened that she's moved out

She does seem genuinely happier though and the bakery isn't nearly as cold and quiet as her old house

Cirrus would be gitty to finally see Kin’s room. I think the first thing that would catch her eye would be her fox plush (just like the shirt she wore, she still loves foxes, must make a note of that)

She keeps her fox on her bed Cirrus is the only one she lets hold him other than Birch

Omg Kindlin waiting until it's dark out and taking her to sit outside on the roof and look at the lit up city in the distance

Cirrus loves seeing the city lights at night, often imagining that she would be living there in the future once she made it to Broadway.

Aw Them talking about their hopes and dreams while they're up there Everything is lighthearted and dreamy until Kindlin gently takes her hand and gives a half serious look "You'll still visit right? Even when you're a big movie star?"

"Of course. : ) "

Kindlin smiles softly and snuggles into her "Then I'll need to master cloud cakes for sure." She giggles and in a bold move intertwines their fingers. "You're… very special to me. I hope you know that. It would make me sad to see you go… but it would make me happy to know you're doing what you love." She wished her flames wouldn't make blushing so obvious

Cirrus sees her flame but thinks she's just embarrassed for getting emotional. "What about this! When I do become a star, I'll send you free tickets to every show I do, ooo, maybe I could hire you and Birch to do catering!"

Kindlin can't help but crack a big smile. "I would come to every single show regardless." She glanced away "You really do have a really beautiful voice."

Cirrus looked at her surprised. Kindlin was always sweet and gave compliments, and maybe it was just her, but that sounded a bit forward.

Cirrus: Your beautiful.

She said before she even realized what she was saying.

Kindlin's whole face turned a slight pink, and she started to smoke a little. She screamed at herself internally Say something back idiot! "I Love you." Not THAT!

Cirrus's head was spinning, like an airplane flying through a storm.

Did the girl she had been pining for for months really say that?!

Kindlin takes her silence the wrong way and let's go. "I-I'm so sorry, I don't know why- I didn't mean it like-" Kin scooted away and held herself. "I get it if you don't feel the same..you can literally have anyone, you're so pretty a-and good.." Kindlin felt so stupid for tearing up over something she already knew

Cirrus panicked trying to think of what to say or do to let her know she did feel the same. But was acting hysterical. And it looked like she was about to cry. Without thinking, she grabbed her shoulders and pulled her in for a chase kiss.

Kindlin was wide eyed at first, before melting into it and kissing her back eagerly. She reached up to hold Cirrus' cheeks as they kissed. She couldn't help it when her flames crackled anxiously yet excitedly.

After slowly pulling apart from the kiss, Kindlin stared off, then focused again on the girl in front of her "W-wow.. that was better than I imagined.." Kindlin snapped out of her trance. "Er uh-" Great real smooth

Cirrus knew she shouldn't tease her at a time like this but… "You imagined this before too?"

[gelastocoridae]

*SIGHHHH* I should have known better than to give my finches a nest to play with, unsupervised.

So

I put my finch Parsley in my smaller cage because he was still recovering from his cat attack, needed to regain stamina n strength before going back to aviary.

And because he needed company I put his ornery brother Foxglove in there with him to return the favor from when he had sprained his leg and needed a recovery space.

And I added their auntie (adoptive) Lupine because she was getting her tail feathers plucked bloody and naked so her bullies (I still cannot figure out WHO because Parsley and a random three of his sisters also have plucked butts) had just started plucking her chest as well.

And because an odd bird out would just continue to be bullied, I added one tail-less sister, Snapdragon, because she's the smartest and least likely to get stressed by me constantly checking on Parsley and Lupine's injuries.

And I gave them a nest and hay to have a constructive activity without too much crowding, so they wouldn't get bored and their tails could grow back.

And this was fine. The kids know they're too closely related to breed and Lupine always rejected their dad and wasn't interested in the boys whatsoever. Their tails have grown back, Parsley is fully recovered, and they were so happily snuggling up in their nest at bedtime. I was planning to return them to aviary this week, maybe swap out some tail-less kids to pinpoint the bully.

IT WAS FINE.

EXCEPT SOMEONE DECIDED THEY MIGHT LAY EGGS ANYWAYS AND NOT TELL ME ABOUT IT

HOW DO I FIND OUT??

I come home after a weekend away and a full day of work, and SNAPDRAGON, my brilliant child, randomly SHRIEKS AND CHASES THE OTHERS AWAY FROM THE NEST LIKE A BAT OUTTA HELL. I grab her to see what's wrong - is she hurt or does she need time out?? NO!!

THERE ARE FIVE EGGS IN THE NEST SHE IS GUARDING. FIVE. THEY ONLY LAY ONE PER DAY. THEY HAVE ALL BEEN HIDING EGGS FROM ME FOR AT LEAST FIVE DAYS.

Ok, ok, I say. This is fine. Maybe Snap (and/or Lupine) decided the nest was too good to waste and she really wanted to Brood™ so she laid some eggs on her own. There's no way they're fertilized. They can sit on them until they're bored so they don't lay more. It'll be fine.

EXCEPT IT WONT.

SINCE THERE ARE SO MANY I DECIDE TO CANDLE THE EGGS TO BE SURE THEYRE EMPTY, AND WHAT DO I FIND OUT???

THEY ARE NOT EMPTY!! One has died early but THREE ARE STILL DEVELOPING! AND THAT'S NOT ALL FOLKS!!

NOT ONLY ARE THEY FERTILE, THEY ARE PACKED FULL!! THE FIRST COULD LITERALLY HATCH AT ANY TIME NOW!!!

I LOOK AT MY BIRDS, CAREFULLY CHOSEN. SOMEONE GOT NASTY AND ALL OF THEM HID THE EVIDENCE FOR AT LEAST 13 DAYS. IT ISN'T SNAP BECAUSE HER BROTHERS DISGUST HER. IT ISN'T PARSLEY BECAUSE HE ONLY SINGS TO GET MY ATTENTION.

SO

THE BOY WHO NEVER SHUTS UP, THE ONE WITH THE VOICE CRACK, FOXGLOVE, SHOOK HIS ASS AT LUPINE AND SHE SAID YES??? TO THE ONE BOY WHO LOOKS LIKE HIS DAD FROM WHOM SHE RUNS??? FOR FIVE EGGS?????

AND SNAP IS GETTING POSSESSIVE OVER THEM??????? WHAT DOES SHE KNOW THAT I DONT?!

Lord help me, 4 birds was fine to begin with and then they had 7 babies, and then 11 birds was enough... I can't just toss these eggs, now. What am I gonna do with 14 birds ;;

[sweetlittlegingy]

What If

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☑︎ Pairing: Jake Seresin x Y/n Seresin (Mitchell)

☑︎ Word Count: 4 k

☑︎ Warnings: Infertility, IVF, Adoption, Dad!Jake, Teacher/Mom!Reader, Kindergarteners, bad foster parents, child neglect, fluffy dagger squad, Poppa Mav

☑︎ A/n: Holy shit, I had the hardest time writing this. Life has not been kind lately in the school sense and health sense, but I still wanted to give you guys something. I hope that my month long stent has made it so you won't read it. I really appericate the love that you all have been giving me. I can't promise that updates are going to become a regular thing as of yet, but will be trying my hardest. Love you all ♥︎

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The pitter-patter of feet running down the hallway has you looking up from the fruit bowl you're curating, to glance over your shoulder and catch sight of Laine running toward you as Bradley chases her. Her tiny body clings to your bottom half as she tries to squish in between you and the cabinet.

“Chicken, nooooo!” her small form shakes in laughter as he bends down at your side and pokes at her.

“I was promised a princess.”

Bradley’s voice tries to lower an octave though does the complete opposite and rises to a high squeak that makes you break out in laughter. Your heart swells at the sight, Bradley would make a wonderful uncle. He was already the best brother you could have asked for and since yesterday on base, he had quite literally had Laine on his hip or playing together at every moment.

Gray was never far away, though he tended to stay at neither Bob, Jake, or Javy’s side. You were so used to Gray being attached to you that seeing him interact so much with the squad was startling. You miss your little shadow, though seeing the way that he looked at Jake now was something that you would love to witness daily. Jake had told you that they just talked about planes, but you could see that it meant so much more to both of them.

The munchkin between your legs moves again, darting from Bradley’s outstretched hand as she giggles in excitement.

“I’m Jakey’s princess,” The reply stumps Bradley momentarily, long enough for her little hands to find your own. “Miss CeCe save me!”

Her hands pat at your tummy in a little rhythm as she bounces lightly on her toes. You gently slide the fruit bowl back and lower down to grab the munchkin before Brad can make another grab for her. Her small form bounces in your hold as she wraps her arms around your neck and nuzzles in.

“Run Miss CeCe!” She eyes you in excitement and you drop your gaze back to Bradley, before giving him a smirk. Your hips swivel as you turn and your arms clutch onto a giggling Laine as you run away.

“Get the fruit bowl, Chicken!”

You hear a playful huff at the name, though you’re past the hallway entryway and heading for the back deck before Bradley has a chance to yell back at you. The dimness in the hall is lit by the shining sun outside and you can see the rest of the squad lounging around in chairs while Javy and Jake bicker about grilling.

You hadn’t planned to have a BBQ, though this morning when Bradley and Nat showed up banging on the door with coolers and dessert you didn’t have any other choice.

No, you really had no other choice.

The pair had pushed through the door before you could even question them and told you that they were only here to see the twins. They then followed that up by saying that everyone was coming by, well everyone but Javy, he had spent the night after having a movie fort/sleepover night and had yet to leave. The pair had ushered you that you didn’t need to worry because Bob and Mickey were making sure to grab all the required fixings from the store so you wouldn’t have to worry.

Though you had instantly started making a fruit bowl with the strawberries, grapes, kiwi, and pineapple that you already had. The twins had helped you wash them and then used small star cookie cutters to cut shapes in the pineapple. Though once everyone had finally arrived the pair had automatically gravitated toward the outside. Bradley had also casually thrown in the fact that your dad, Penny, and Amelia were coming over as well. After your dad had met them, he instantly wanted Penny and Amelia to meet the twins.

You brush a small strand of hair from Madelaine’s face, which causes her to give you a sweet smile and then kiss your cheek. That had started last night when you were putting the twins to bed, even though they ended up in yours again during the night. The two of them were in a late-night Disney movie hazy that left them half asleep, which in turn led them to tell both you and Jake that they loved you. It had made your heart stop. You knew that you should be placing boundaries, but so many were already crossed, and Jake and you both loved them so much already.

 Your hand comes up to shield your eyes as the sun nearly blinds you. You didn’t know how it was 78 degrees at the beginning of December, but you weren’t complaining one bit. Your hold on Laine loosens as her small form wiggles until she’s free of you to run across the deck.

“Pop Pop! Ms. CeCe fought Chicken off.” She squeals in delight as your father catches her and tosses her small form in the air. That was also new, Jake had called your father Pops last night and Laine ran with it from there. Now both Gray and Laine were calling him Pop Pop, and neither your father nor anyone else had even spoken of the possibility of having them stop and having them call him Mav instead.

Your glance leaves the pair as they sit down next to Penny and Amelia, the mother and daughter duo instantly fell in love with the twins. So much so that your little sister had asked if she could babysit them sometime. She had been so happy and excited that you couldn’t tell her that you didn’t know if they would ever be back to the house.

A sigh leaves your chest as you cast your eyes around the deck to look at the group of important people in your life, though you can’t seem to find one of the most important ones. Gray wasn’t anywhere in your line of sight, and while you knew he was somewhere in the yard, that didn’t stop your breath from hitching. A pinch to your back makes you jump, while Bradley laughs and moves passed you with the fruit salad. You bat your hand at him, playfully glaring at him as he passes.

You’re still looking for Gray when you catch Jake’s eyes, he then gives you a small tip of the head out to the lawn and causes you to venture over to look out at the yard. A smile rests on your face as you lean against the railing of the deck to watch Bob, Mickey, Nat, and Gray as they lay on the lawn watching the sky. Gray’s hand shoots up causing your own eyes to shoot to the sky as a jet passes overhead. You only hear pieces of the conversation, something about cloud coverage, altitude, and flight pattern prediction, but it makes you smile all the same. Gray finally had people that would understand and listen to him, instead of brushing him off and not believing a word he said. Because as Janice had so kindly told you during a conference, “Children aren’t that smart, stop feeding into his fantasy.” The woman had riled you up to the point where you skipped over the last half of the packet, already knowing that she wasn’t listening to a thing you said about Grayson, and practically pushed her out the door.

The hands that wined around your waist and grasped onto the railing in front of you, have you relaxing back into the familiar chest. Jake’s chin settles on your shoulder after giving your cheek a small kiss causing the weight of your body to sink further into the comforting hold. You both sigh, and the mutual feeling of peace and fulfillment passes through the two of you.

“They blend in seamlessly.” Jake’s breath heats your neck, and you can’t help but to smile at the comment because it was true. They fit into your little family perfectly, and you were going to soak up every moment you had this weekend.

“I don’t want it to be over.” Jake’s hands wrap around you as you say it, and squeeze you gently. “I don’t know how I’m just going to let them go back there.” Your voice is heavy with pain that neither one of you acknowledge, instead, hoping to remain in this moment.

The tightness in your chest relieves, as neither of you can comment when you hear a whistle ring out that causes everyone to look over at Javy. He stands by the grill, with Laine on his hip as she silently waits for everyone’s attention. Javy smiles down at the small girl as she watches the group of you bouncing from excitement in his hold. Her eyes move from the group and up to Javy as the group quiets down to listen. He gives her a tiny nod that has a smile breaking out on not only her face but yours as well.

“The food is done.” Laine’s voice rings out through the backyard, but before anyone can make their way to the grill Javy whispers something else in her ear to say. “Ummm... Javy said he cooked everything, and Jakey didn’t help and that he’s the best cook.”

The comment causes everyone but Jake to laugh. A dramatic sigh falls from his lips as he steps out from behind you, only taking one step closer to the pair. You giggle as Jake clutches at his heart, eyes wide and never leaving Laine’s, before slipping to his knees beside you.

“You wound me, little darlin’.” His voice is strained and causes the surrounding group to gently smile at him. It didn’t go unnoticed how much Jake loved the twins already, and while they never mentioned the fact to you or Jake, it didn’t stop the squad from talking amongst themselves.

Jake barely has time to catch Laine as she runs into his arms and clutched onto him. She leans into his ear and whispers words that you can’t make out that have the both of them smiling. They must be good if the mega smile not resting on Jake’s face can tell you anything. Jake slowly rises to stand up while the pair laugh together, both of them looking at Javy in a teasing manner.

“You two keeping secrets now?” Your voice is questioning and has Madelaine leaning into you.

“I didn’t wanna hurt Javy’s feelings, Ms. CeCe. Jakey is still the best.” A giggle bubbles from you as she gives you a toothy grin, before you both then look at Javy and you can’t help but laugh even more at his wondering stare.

A weight settles against your leg and causes you to glance down to find Gray, already looking back up at you. His blonde locks house a few pieces of grass that you pick out, while his finger wraps around your belt loop.

“Hi, Sweetpea.” His blue eyes sparkle in the sunlight as a quiet hi is said back to you. “You ready to eat?”

You get back a small nod as he stays attached to your hip, watching the surrounding crowd from the designated safe zone. While Gray had opened up immensely to the group, he still ended up at your side whenever the group became too much. It wasn’t that he was uncomfortable, but his social anxiety and depleted self-esteem caused him to doubt his worth, especially around people he didn’t know well.

You hadn’t noticed that Jake put down Laine, though as his hands come around Gray to lift him in the same manner, he had with Laine just moments ago your heart swells. The sound of his laugh echoed through the yard as the group milled around getting food and talking, though your eyes could leave to pair.

A perfect father-son duo. You could have told anyone that the twins were your kids, not just from how they were almost identical copies of Jake. But anyone that saw how they interacted, and the amount of love that passed between them from minuscule actions and words alone.

“Come on you two, before Roos eats everything.” Your voice is teasing as you pull the pair along with you to grill to follow Laine, who already had your dad piling a mountain of food on a plate for her. Your eyes don’t miss the two different pieces of cake and brownie that cover most of the surface of the plate. You shake your head at your father, just now realizing how tightly Laine has him wrapped around her finger.

Your comment finally gained a reaction from Bradley, as a small kid playing ball lands against your back and makes you yelp before turning. You give him a smile that only a little sister can give to her older brother, followed by your tongue peeking out in a taunt.

You would give anything to stay in this moment with this group of people, your family, forever.

...

You finish putting the last dish away from the washer and wipe down the counter as the clock strikes 8:00. Signaling that it was in fact the twin’s bedtime, well the one that you had given them. Neither Janice nor Ed said if they had a nighttime routine, though you were sure that it wasn’t that they forgot to mention it. No, from what you knew, the pair of them didn’t care so long as the twins didn’t disturb them and stayed in their room.

Wiping your hand one last time, you slowly make your way down the hall in search of the three individuals that consumed your every waking thought. You glance at the guest room and the perfectly made bed, knowing that the twins wouldn’t be sleeping in there tonight either. Only to venture future down the hall when you hear the near-silent humming coming from your bedroom. The dimming sun no longer lights your house and the warm glow coming from the lamp in your room just barely reaches your outline as you settle against the door frame.

Jake sits in the middle of the bed wearing a pair of sweats and tee-shirt that he had slipped on earlier when you sent him to take a shower while you did a couple pages of homework with the twins. He then had the duty of wrangling the two of them into the bath and making sure that they didn’t flood the bathroom floor like they had on you last night. You had disappeared at their request for bubbles and when you came back, nearly half of the tub water was on the floor. You had tried so hard to appear cross with them, though, at the sight of the sheepish smiles they gave you, your heart had overflown with love. You weren’t going to stop the pair of them from doing something that wasn’t dangerous, because it made a small mess. You knew that the carefree spirit that encased them wasn’t something that they were normally allowed to do.

From the looks of it though, tonight had defiantly gone in Jake’s favor. Not only from his dry pajamas but the fact that both Madelaine and Grayson had both found their places in bed next to him without a second thought. That they both felt a sense of peace and protection from Jake’s presence.

The three of them were a sight that warmed your heart beyond compare and made you curse yourself for leaving your phone on the kitchen table, missing the picture-perfect moment. In the middle of Jake’s lap, Laine sits as he braids her hair into two little French braids that just reach her shoulders. While Gray lays behind them cuddling your pillow, eyes fluttering open and closed as he tries to stay awake.

“Your sisters would be happy to know you can still braid hair.” Your voice floats through the room; Gray just barely looks at you only to give you a tiny smile, as Laine twists the finished braid around her finger trying to hide the yawn that slips passed her lips.

“I would hope that ten years of braiding their hair for volleyball whenever mom was late for a game, would have stuck with me.” His laugh makes you smile as you watch the pair of them momentarily. Jake had fallen into the dad role easily, and while you both were so happy to have the twin, you worried about how they would handle having to go back to Janice and Ed’s house Monday.

Jake's eyes lift to you while his fingers work seamlessly back and forth, he could always tell when something was on your mind. The snap of the final tiny elastic getting wrapped around the end of the braid, has you looking back up at the flawless braid. Jake’s arms softly wrap around Laine to lay gently squeezes at her waist, as her small hands rub tiredly at her eyes. She leans back in his hold, snuggling up to him as her eyes start to droop like Gray’s.

“I think Roos and Nat tuckered them out with that last game of tag.” You laugh lightly thinking about the sight of Bradley holding each of the twins in an arm, and running away from Nat.

“I’m sure that they’re just as tired, Rooster probably fell asleep on his couch and didn’t even make it to his bed.” You laugh at Jake’s comment because you know for a fact that Bradley fell asleep on the couch from the picture Bob sent you an hour ago.

 Jake glances down at the weight against his chest, Laine turns slightly as she sighs and fully relaxes to cuddle in closer. She holds onto Jake’s black tee shirt with one hand while to other grasps onto her ocean blanket, falling into sleep like it was a warm hug. Jake slowly lifts her, which causes both of her hands to wrap around his neck and his to rub at her back. He whispers soothing sounds as his hand glides up and down her back, helping her relax again. Jake is quick to move her before she can settle in too much though, not wanting to wake the munchkin up from setting her down. He easily turns around with her in his hold and lays her down against his pillow across from Gray.

Her small body lays encased by the surrounding blankets as she snuggles in closer and sighs as Jake tucks the duvet under her chin and kisses her forehead. Jake moves over to tuck in Gray as well as you gently brush the stray baby hairs from Laine’s face and gently kiss her head. Followed by you then tucking and kissing Gray as well, before you sneak into the bathroom to change into your PJs while Jake heads to the living room.

You find Jake laid out on the sofa, hands behind his head with two steaming cups of tea sitting on the coffee table. He gives you a dopy smile that makes your heart beat just a bit faster, before crawling into his open arms. Your legs rest around his waist and your head settles on his chest to listen to the steady rhythm of his heart.

Neither of you moves as you watch the sunset through the massive living room window that faces the Pacific. Jake’s hand slowly slips into your hair and runs his fingers through it gently without even realizing it. Though the small moan of relief causes him to chuckle in realization, before kissing the top of your head and resuming.

“We could do it you know.” His voice is tired and there’s a deep sound of longing intertwined with the words. You hum in question, happy to listen, but far too comfortable to lift your head from his chest and have a conversation.

“The twins; we could apply for adoption.”

His words hang in the air, sure you both had thought and talked about it over and over. Though there was something in Jake’s tone that was different this time. This wasn’t your Jakey that you could tease and easily rial up. No, this was Jacob. The man that got in a fistfight with one of your mother’s ex-boyfriends after he made a backhanded comment about your lack of pregnancy. The man that would protect the people that he loved, even if it meant putting himself in danger. He was serious, so serious that you half wondered if he had already been looking into the adoption process that the state of California had in place.

“Baby –”

“I’m serious darlin’. They are in every single thought I have about our future; I can’t even fathom a life without them anymore.” Jake’s hand slips from your hair and now both of them wrap around you. He clings to you, and you slowly realize that his tense chest and tight hold on you are in fear of your reaction to him wanting to adopt the twins. Your heart aches, you knew how much both of them meant to you. But hearing Jake tell you out loud that he didn’t see a future that didn’t include the twins, officially confirms just how much you both want the twins.

Knowing that is conversation deserved more than just your muffled words against Jake’s chest you slowly sit up, still on Jake’s lap but now able to see each other’s faces. You both could read each other like an open book and though you were positive that Jake was being sincere, you had to see the look in his eyes. You had to be absolutely sure before you let the idea blossom into a reality.

“Adopting them isn’t going to be easy, Jake. Janice and Ed are going to throw a fit because they want to keep getting their monthly check.” Your voice is gentle but firm, “And I hate to even say it, but we have to think about the fact that there are two of them. We planned for one baby, Jake. Can we financially even take on them and give them the life that they deserve?”

Jake's hand moves from your waist to brush against your cheek and causes you to lean farther into him. He knows that your reluctance is only because you’re afraid that you aren’t good enough to be their mom, a mom in general. You didn’t have the breakdowns a lot, but when you did, they were bad. And no matter how much he assured you, you were terrified that the universe wasn’t giving you a child because you weren’t worthy.

Jake’s other hand finds your cheek as well to tilt your head back up. Your chin and eyes had fallen, but Jake needed you to realize that you deserved a child more than anyone.

“Darlin’ we are more than financially stable to take them on. I’m teaching now and missions are rare. I want them to be ours.” Your head nods in his hold but he can feel the cogs in your head turning.

“Honey, look at me.” Your eyes lift and Jake’s heart cracks to see your waterline filled with tears. “You deserve to be a momma more than anyone I know. Maybe things worked out the way they did because some higher power knew that there would be two twin terrors that would need us just as much as we need them.”

A tear falls from your eyes and Jake is quick to brush it away. “You think?” Your voice is small and broken, though you trust Jake more than anyone else and if he said this was the family that both of you deserved and needed, you would believe him.

“I know, darlin’.”

Your face tucks into Jake’s neck and the tiny laugh of joy you give him, makes his arms tighten around as a smile forms on his lips. Your voice is muffled, but Jake hears you perfectly. “We’re gonna make them ours.”

“They’re already ours, darlin’. We’re just gonna make it official now.”

[killmongerskeepermain]

Bathroom Break // Shuri // 18+

Summary/Request: Okay hear me out! Just for a second! Vibrating panties AND the Vibranium Strap. These two ideas have me in a literal CHOKEHOLD!! All of you Shuri writers are AMAZING!!! PLEASE DON’T STOP FEEDING US! -Anonymous

Pairing: Shuri x Fem!Reader

Warning: Fluff // Smut // Shuri made you wear the panties again // double tap with the strap // VibraniumStrap!Shuri

Word Count: 1.5k

You held onto the wall for support as you squeezed your thighs together while staring at your reflection in the mirror. You were beginning to sweat and your hair was a bit frizzy from your erratic movements. You had a death grip on the edges of the sink as your chest heaved and you suddenly felt like you were on fire. You felt embarrassment rack your being for feeling this way, courtesy of your lovely girlfriend. 

What was supposed to be a simple dinner with some friends turned into your girlfriend literally torturing you in front of everyone. Thank Bast only you and Shuri knew what was happening. The quick glances. Fidgeting with her kimoyo bracelet. The damn panties you have on vibrating against your pussy. She urged you to wear them, saying she would love to see if she could make you cum at the table. Not one known for turning down a challenge you took her up on her bet. You had to swallow your moans as the undergarments held high vibrations sending you into a frenzy. You did want to prove her wrong, but you also didn't want to cum while sitting at the same table as her mother. Who was having a pleasant conversation with her blasted witch of a daughter. She'd pulled this stunt before, only it was just the two of you in a restaurant back in the states. Whenever she had a chance Shuri shot you a hungry glance and you could only bite your lip in response. The coil in your stomach tightened and you quickly excused yourself to the bathroom. You locked the door behind you and you could swear she was fucking around with you. The vibrations would be subtle and not very noticeable and then skyrocket to the highest setting within seconds. Your eyes were half lidded and you cursed under your breath. "Fuck it." You moved to sit on the toilet seat. You rubbed your clothed core letting the vibration push against your clit. You slid the panties to the side and quickly slipped a finger in your pussy. She can't win if you make yourself cum. You started with a slow pace as you leaned against the wall. Trying to be as quiet as possible as you fucked yourself in the restaurant bathroom. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you added a second finger, whining softly when you clenched around them. Everything was bliss until the vibration suddenly stopped. You heard your phone buzz and moved to grab it to put it on silent when Shuri's name went across the screen. 

Shuri: "You better not be in there touching yourself love."

You hated how she always seemed to know but you couldn't help it. She was in a teasing mood and you were going to pay for it. She would punish you for sure. But if you could just chase your release, you could wash your hands of the evidence and be on your way. Your fingers grazed your walls as your phone buzzed a second time.

Shuri: "You have 1 minute before I come to retrieve you sthandwa." 

You decided to pick up the pace as you knew how serious she was. Her games are put on hold as you take care of the job yourself. You rub against your g-spot and your eyes flutter closed. You don't even realize she texted you a third time until you heard the lock click and Shuri walked into the room with her hands behind her back. She wore a suit to the dinner and you groaned when her hands pulled your fingers out of your throbbing pussy. She locked the door again as she leaned against it with crossed arms.

"You just don't seem to listen, do you dearest." She stated before she undid her pants. You reached out to help her and didn't miss the hard strap resting against her hips. You bit your lip as she tugged down her pants letting it hang. "Suck. Now." You didn't need to be told twice as you took as much as you could in your mouth before bobbing your head up and down her strap. You took notice of the shimmer running through it and you knew then it was made with vibranium. Her hands tangled in your braids and she pushed you further down and you were thankful you didn't have a gag reflex. She leaned her head back and you grabbed the base with your hand before pulling back.

"This is new. What's this one do?" You questioned and she looked into your eyes, full of curiosity. She gave a short laugh as you stroked her.

"I just did some modifications. This one has two ends. One goes inside me while the other fucks you senseless." She said before leaning down to kiss you. "I can feel everything." She pushed you back down on it and you twisted your tongue to reach further down. Her hips sped up as you slid two fingers into your dripping pussy. You held onto her hip as she fucked your face at a relentless speed. Her eyes were closed and you knew she was concentrating on chasing her release. It was until she pulled the strap from your mouth with a pop you realized she didn't want to cum yet. She reached for your wrist and pulled your fingers out from between your legs before sucking on the two digits. 

"Just can't keep your hands away from that pretty pussy. You taste so fucking good." She spoke in a low voice against your lips before nudging you to bend over. You switched to the new position, giving her easy access to your throbbing hole as you stepped out of your panties. She lined up the head of the strap with your opening and slid it over your folds, brushing against your clit. When she finally pushes into you, you lean your head down on your arms as you take every inch. With the prepping you did earlier it's easy for her to completely fill you and bottom out.

"Fuck." You moaned quietly, remembering you're in a restaurant. Your friends and family settled right outside in the dining room. "Baby they'll hear us." 

"Grio, can you soundproof this room from the outside?" She asked her AI, not stopping her thrusts.

"Of course princess. Starting the scan now." 

She slowly pulled out of you before slamming her hips into yours. "So we'll just have to be quiet till then." She starts off at a slowly pace and you wanted nothing than for her to fuck you senseless. But you knew if anyone heard you, you'd die of embarrassment. She grabbed hold of the back of your neck as she fucked you over the toilet. Her thrusts were slow but hard and you bit your lip to keep from moaning out. Her free hand grabbed onto your hip as the familiar feeling returned to the pit of your stomach.

"Princess. The scan is complete and this room is completely soundproof."

"Good." She wasted no time as her thrusts sped up pushing against your g spot. You arched your back, finally moaning out as she became relentless. 

"Fuck! Baby I'm so close!" The coil in your stomach tightened and you reached back to grab hold of her hand, afraid you're going to hit the floor once you actually do cum. She intertwined your fingers while her thrusts got sloppy as you felt yourself gush all over her strap and thighs. "Fuuuuuuck." She rode out your orgasm before she was hit with her own, pulling you close as her head lulled into your shoulder. 

She slowly pulled out and you whined from the loss of contact. Giving your ass a sharp slap she pulled her pants up and straightened out her clothes while handing you some paper towels. "We might want to clean you off first." Your arousal has trickled down your thighs and you wet the paper towel before wiping away excess evidence of your orgasmic experience. As you went to toss the paper towel she grabbed your chin before giving you a soft kiss. 

"Let's finish this dinner so we can continue this back at the palace. I have another one we can try." She smirked against your lips as she held your waist. You playfully pulled away to check yourself in the mirror. While fixing your hair Shuri made sure to fix your dress before slipping your panties in her pocket. 

"I'll keep these for the time being." She announced and you smacked her arm. She opened the door letting you out and you made it back to the table to meet Okoye's knowing gaze.

"Can we not have a nice dinner without you two being promiscuous?" She muttered and you hid your face in Shuri's shoulder. She let out a laugh as she rested a hand on your thigh. You began thanking Bast her mother wasn't sitting at the table as Okoye took a sip of her drink.

"I don't know what you're talking about." The princess replied with a smirk on her lips.

[pray4jensen]

if there's ever a season 2 of the winchesters, i need an episode where lata decides to summon dean and his magical monster-crushing impala and cas shows up too because apparently when the summoning happened, cas must've been gripping dean tight because he got flung through time and space too.

so the kids are like hey who's this, and dean rubs the back of his neck and says it's a friend.

so they're on the case and they're mid-battle when john's thrown straight through a chain-link fence and mary gets a nice face-to-face with a concrete pillar. so when they finally get out of there, lata brings out the first aid kit, except dean grabs it and rushes over to cas because cas just fell onto paper at that very moment and he's got a devastating 1/8 inch cut to his pinky (it's not even bleeding).

cue carlos looking at them with a very strange expression on his face and the heteronormative viewers watching the show laugh and giggle because haha look how funny it is that dean's mother-henning cas when john and mary are personally on their death beds.

anyway, because the rest of the gang was too busy dealing with life-threatening injuries, it's only carlos who notices the weirdness and for the rest of the episode, the camera keeps cutting back to his face every time dean and cas are together.

they head to a diner and lata accidentally drops her entire burger onto the floor. but cas still feels hungry after devouring a platter of fries so when the waitress comes up and lata's about to reorder because she's literally starving, dean butts in and orders cas an eight-course meal. lata throws him a dirty look but carlos once again has a strange strange expression on his face.

and it's like this the entire day. the monster traps them into a meat locker and cas reports feeling chilly so dean immediately takes the jacket off his body and wraps him up and he's already stripping down to his birthday suit to offer cas his body heat. meanwhile john's hemorrhaging on the floor and his temperature is plummeting and mary and lata are freaking out and carlos...oh boy, carlos. he can't even help. he just stares at dean.

finally, after several more instances of dean's cas-induced incompetence, even the others have noticed, so when they get to the motel room for the night, mary angrily lets them know that actually, they don't need dean's help because clearly dean's more preoccupied with his friendship with cas than the literal monster chasing them.

so dean shrugs and says suit yourself and as soon as they're gone, carlos, who's been having a mental breakdown all day, is like they are so not just friends. mary and john, like the heteronormative viewers watching the episode, are like what and they're confused but lata, the realization dawning on her face, says oh my god and starts looking faint.

so john and mary head to the window and to their shock, dean and cas are parked outside, making out in the impala. as it so happens, the monster they've been hunting is out there, creeping closer, except dean (with his tongue still shoved down cas' throat) picks up his gun and shoots once, the monster instantly bursting into a ball of dust, and john and mary just look on incredulously.

anyway, once they recover, they turn back and say um yeah so those two are definitely not straight and carlos just throws up his hands and looks into the camera like it's the office and the episode abruptly ends there.

but, even as the end credits play, you can see still hear the sounds of dean and cas making out though before it slowly turns into suggestive moaning.

[junipers-archive]

omg i am so excited to see that ur requests are open and all your updates🥰 i was wondering if i could request something about having twin girls with aaron but i don't know if that would make u uncomfortable cuz i didn't see the subject of kids/babies on your limits🥺 anyways thank u in advance and i can't wait to keep reading from you because i really like your writing😍

no its totally fine thank you!! And I updated my request guidelines :) also idk if anyone's seen this video before but I though it'd be funny to put Aaron in a similar situation

You and Aaron had only wanted to begin with one, it was safer that way, you'd planned on giving him or her a sibling later down the road but what you didn't expect was twins. Not that you regret it, now you had not one, but two bundles of joy running around your home.

Aaron, to his credit tried his best to set Delilah and Olivia apart but the two were quite literally identical. And having not grown into their personal quirks yet their 4 year old girl minds were hard for him to identify.

As of right now he was chasing them around the living room, trying to settle them down for the dinner you were making in the kitchen.

You had a straight view through the mini window seporator of the room to watch the encounter.

He had just grabbed one of them by the waist lifting her up with airplane noises that were absaloutely adorable coming from his mouth.

"And the airplane goes to land!" He sets one of the twins down on the couch, 'Finding Dory' was on and she became entranced easily.

Well, that was until the other twin he was chasing began being called after, "Delilah! Delilah come on honey it's your favorite movie!"

But to your surprise she didn't turn once, even though the kids loved their dad with ease and listened to him more than they would you at some points.

It's when the other, getting up from her spot on the couch, comes tapping on Aarons thigh that its cleared up.

"Daddy! No!" She points to herself, "Delilah!" then to Aaron, "Daddy!" and then once more repeating her actions, "Delilah!" and back to Aaron "Daddy!"

"Oh I'm so sorry pumpkin!" He grins sweetly down at her, "Thats my bad, go ahead and watch the rest of Finding Dory while I get your sister."

And she does just that as Aaron follows after Olivia who's taken to wandering aimlessly around the living room, dragging her binkie beside her.

You can't help but grin when you find Aaron telling the girls to spell their names once again at the dinner table, just so he doesn't mess up this time.