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bratshaws · 1 year

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through the hourglass 161. brb x oc

a/n: hewwo it is me. also is the masterlist working for everyone? I am still checking this new style 8) (reblogs and comments are super encouraged <3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none, just fluff.

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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Beatrice blinks when she sees the blue Bronco rolling to a park in front of the hospital, fixing her shoulder strap as she stands up from the bench with Nicole holding onto her neck, “Look,Nikki, it’s dada!”

Nicole stopped chewing on her teething ring to snap her head in Rooster’s direction, the toy slipping from her hold - but Beatrice caught it before it hit the floor - and she squealed happily, stretching her arms to Rooster. Beatrice smiles up at him, her brows furrowing just a bit when he walked up with his hand behind his back, ‘Whatcha got in there?” she asks, tilting her head just a bit.

Rooster grins mischievously as he approaches Beatrice and Nicole. He reveals his hidden hand, holding a small bouquet of flowers, their vibrant colors contrasting against the neutral of his uniform. "I figured I could surprise my two favorite people in the whole wide world," he says, his voice filled with warmth, his smile widening at his wife’s expression.

Beatrice's eyes widen in surprise, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she looks at the beautiful bouquet. "Oh, Bradley, they're stunning," she says, her voice filled with genuine appreciation, clearly not expecting such a gift. "Thank you."

Rooster leans in to give Beatrice a quick kiss on the lips before turning his attention to Nicole, who's reaching out for him with excitement. He scoops her up into his arms, their daughter giggling and squirming in delight. "Hey there, my little princess," he coos, pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead, bouncing her a bit on his arms, “This is the first of many flowers dada will give you- can she sniff flowers?”

“I think so.” Beatrice says as she gently thumbs each soft petal with her fingers, “She does that sometimes when we’re out at the garden, so I don’t see why she couldn’t.”

“Alright,” he kissed Nicole’s cheek before grabbing Beatrice’s bag from her shoulder, “...how’s your dad?”

Beatrice crosses her arms, the tiny bouquet tucked under her arm as she shrugs,"He's hanging in there," Beatrice replies, her expression growing more somber. "The doctors are doing their best, he’s sleeping right now."

Rooster's eyes reflect concern as he listens, his grip tightening slightly on Beatrice's bag. "I know baby, at least he’s sleeping. Is Michael going to stay there now." he asks as he leads them to the Bronco.

“Leo is, Cyn is going to stay with mom alongside Bri and the girls. Bibi is…taking a hard time understanding what’s going on from what Leo told me. So he thinks it’d be better if Cyn stays at the house, away from the hospital.” she thanks him when he opens the door for her, but she waits until he puts Nicole on her seat to enter the car.

Their little daughter just smiles as her mother places the vibrant bouquet next to the seat, kicking her tiny legs with excitement because of the colors!!! Beatrice laughs at Nicole’s joy, kissing her forehead and leaning back so Rooster could close the back door.

Beatrice reaches out and places a comforting hand on Rooster's arm, the hand slides around his bicep and her other arm joins the hold, with her cheek pressed against his shoulder as she closes her eyes while she hugs him. He doesn’t say anything, he just lets her do that as he stands by,”You are warm.”

“Well I did just get out of work.” he smiles, kissing her head, “That’s probably why.” Rooster waits until she’s ready to let go of his arm to enter the car, all the while keeping his eyes on her. She looked exhausted, absolutely tired and ready to fall on her face at any second, maybe she should take a short nap when they got home since she didn’t have to work that night.

As Beatrice gets inside and he soon follows suit, he keeps his eyes on her after latching on the seatbelt. She was leaning her head back on the seat, eyes closed, hands on her lap and her whole form was tense, “Baby.”

Her brow flicks in his direction but her eyes remain closed, “Yeah?”

“Why don’t we order tonight?” he asks as he turns the car on, “What are you feeling?”

She opens her eyes after a few seconds, then focuses on him, “...I want tacos. I’ve been thinking about having tacos ever since this morning, can we?”

“We can do a Mexican feast.” he smiles, using his palm’s heel to turn the wheel on the road so they could go back home. “I never say no to Mexican food.” her smile is relieved when he says it and her eyes don’t stay open for long after that. He lets her sleep on the passenger side, head tilted against the window and her hair falling over her face like a shield from the outside.

He rubbed his chin before propping his elbow against the window as he drove away, thinking on how he was going to break to Beatrice he was leaving in three days. He knew Rafael wasn’t going to be out of the hospital for a while, he couldn’t answer how long it’d take…so he had to prepare Bea. He hated it. He truly did.

Rooster drives the Bronco quietly, his eyes flicking from the road to Nicole on the back seat, their little girl was just as sleep as her mother, big green eyes hidden under the lids with her head tilted to the opposite side that Beatrice’s was. He steals glances at Beatrice, making sure she’s still asleep before he drops his hand on top of hers, squeezing it briefly.

They arrive home, and Rooster gently unbuckles Beatrice's seatbelt, which in turn makes her wake up, “Hm?” She jumps as soon as she hears the click, relaxing when she notices they are inside the garage, body slumping back on her seat with one hand coming up to rub her eyes, “Oh…we’re home.”

“We are, sorry for waking you.”

She smiles sleepily, gently rubbing the side of his face, “Don’t be. I’m-” a yawn distorts her words, “Glad you did.”

“You should take a nap now,” he says, stepping out of the car to unbuckle Nicole from the booster seat, Beatrice follows him to take the seven months old from his hold. She was still asleep when Beatrice snuggles her to her chest, ‘It’d be good for you.”

“I’m okay.” her husband just arches his brow, “I swear.”

“Uh-huh. Baby you look tired, you really do. I know you slept terribly and I think you should stay in bed.” he says as he unlocks the door, the dogs already scratching the wood and boofing in excitement, hurrying out of the house as the pilot pushes the door open, keeping an eye on the large canines as they surround Beatrice, curiously sniffing her shoes and clothes.

“Sorry guys,” she whispers, petting Eleanor on the head, “I probably smell like the hospital, ugh.” she runs her free hand through her hair, smiling at Rooster when he lets her step into the house first, taking the bag from her hand and closing the door behind them as soon as the dogs got back inside, “I should take a shower after bathing Nikki.”

Rooster,however,gently takes Nicole from Beatrice's arms, cradling their daughter close to his chest much to his wife’s surprise.

"You go ahead and take that shower,gorgeous." Rooster suggests, his voice filled with warmth. "I’ll bathe Nikki and set her in her crib, then join you in the bedroom.”

Beatrice blinked at him, “You sure?”

“More than anything.”

Beatrice nods appreciatively, giving him a tired but grateful smile followed by a soft breathy laugh. She heads upstairs to the bathroom, leaving Rooster and a sleeping Nicole alone. He sighs, looking down at their baby girl who just clung onto his uniform…much to his absolute horror because what sort of things could be clinging in there, “Oh,no,no, Nikki, come on.” the baby wakes up and blinks at him confusedly, “You have to clean up too.”

“Aa? Dada?”

“Dada isn’t as clean, well no,I am clean,” he discusses it with Nicole, who is just seven months old and clearly has no idea what he’s talking about, “But it’s not clean enough for you.” he opens the bathroom’s door with his shoulder, cursing because how is he going to change Nicole if he didn’t pick up her clothes. He turns on his heel and hurriedly makes his way to the nursery, opening the dresser and grabbing an onesie at random. “Sorry,Nikki. Okay.” he nods with certainty, “Time to get clean up.”

Beatrice does fall asleep after her shower and Rooster couldn’t bring himself to wake her up. He just watches from the door with his head leaning against the door frame, a gentle smile on his face as his arms cross over his chest. He hears a voice coming from the bed, which makes his smile drop and eyebrows furl, craning his neck to check what’s going on.

He shouldn’t be surprised she was watching something on her phone and fell asleep during it. He tsks softly, walking around the bed to end whatever show she was watching, crouching by the edge so he could place her phone on the nightstand. Her phone was also running out of battery, so he was quick to latch it up with her charger before it went to zero.

Rooster stared at the scene being played, however, Addam’s Family, one of her favorite movies. More specifically the scene where Gomez is watching Morticia as she sleeps.

Look at her,I would die for her. I would kill for her…either way, what bliss.

Rooster’s eyes slowly turned upwards towards Beatrice's sleeping face, those words hitting harder that night, he had to admit. “...yeah,Gomez.” he chuckles, “I feel you,man.” he finally plugs her phone and places it within her reach, turning the volume only for messages and calls, knowing she wouldn’t like to be disrupted by anything else that didn’t involve her father right now.

He pushes himself to his feet, about to turn around when a soft hand takes hold of his, “Roos…”

He turns his torso towards her, eyes softening, “Hey…did I wake you up?”

“...no…” she mumbles, eyes still closed and the pillow - his pillow- pushed up to her face, “...stay with me?”

Bradley’s smile was so filled with love he couldn’t say no,”Always.” he whispers, carefully crawling over her so he could stay by her side, spooning Beatrice. She decided they’d spoon considering she draped his arm over her body and pushed her back to his front, “Hmmmm…you are so warm.” she says, “...I really like how warm you always are.”

“I’m a furnace.” he chuckles, “It doesn’t bother you at all.”

“Never did.” she replies, her head touching his lips so he couldn’t help but kiss the crown of her scalp, “‘Cause it’s safe.”

Rooster's heart swells with affection as he listens to Beatrice's words, chuckling almost embarrassedly and burying his face in the brown tresses. He hugs her closer, inhaling her comforting scent as her body once again relaxes...but she doesn’t sleep yet.

Beatrice sighs contentedly, “Is Nikki asleep?” her fingers trail up and down the hairs on his arm, creating a trail that disappears every time she moves her digit back towards his wrist.

“Like a rock.” he smiles, his free arm carefully moving from underneath her and joining its twin in a shield like pose, protecting her stomach, “She was kinda falling asleep in the bath too.”

“Yea?”

“Yeah,I…” he sucks air through his teeth, “Kinda woke her up so she’d be clean. I think she was a bit grumpy. But she didn’t take too long to fall asleep.”

“Hmmm…that’s good.’

Rooster ran his fingers over the edge of her sleeping shirt, following the bump of her stomach and smiling at how prominent it was getting. Slowly but surely.

As Rooster's fingers trace the curve of Beatrice's growing belly, he feels a mixture of awe and tenderness. His touch lingers on her belly,he can’t feel anything yet but he knows they will soon enough. He leans in and places a soft kiss on the back of Beatrice's neck, his voice barely above a whisper. "Can you believe there’s two of them in there?”

Beatrice's fingers continue their gentle movements on his arm, her touch soothing and a laugh escape her lips when he says that. "Sometimes I can’t…then I remember they are there." she replies, her voice filled with a mix of anticipation and happiness. "I think that’ll be enough for a while,right?”

“Yeah.” he mutters,kissing her skin, “...baby. I…” better say it now, “I’m getting deployed in three days. Her fingers stop the movements on his arm and he immediately feels guilty.

Beatrice's body tenses, and she slowly turns to face Rooster, but she doesn’t appear surprised, a bit sad, but not surprised. She searches his face, trying to understand the weight of his words. "We knew it’d happen." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "For how long?"

Rooster's gaze meets hers,clicking his tongue against his teeth. "It's a six-month deployment," he replies, pulling one of the arms from under her to hold his head upright " Cyclone talked to me this week. I didn't want to tell you earlier because of everything going on with your dad, but I thought it was better to be honest now."

Beatrice's heart sinks, but she does the best to not show it. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I understand," she says, her voice trembling, breaking a bit of the strong persona she put up. "You have your duty, and I'm proud of you, Bradley. But...it's going to be hard. Especially with the twins coming."

Rooster nods, his hand reaching up to cup Beatrice's cheek, his thumb caressing her skin gently. "I know it's going to be tough, baby," he says softly. "And I'm sorry for adding more to your plate. But I'll do everything I can to support you from afar. We'll make it through this together."

Tears well up in Beatrice's eyes, and she leans into Rooster's touch, seeking comfort and reassurance. "I know.," she whispers, her voice filled with a mix of love and vulnerability. Her own hand came up to rub his cheek "You never broke a promise to me yet."

Rooster's expression softens, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “And I never will.” he says, rubbing her chin,voice filled with conviction. "I am a man of my word.”

“You are.” she says softly, running her fingers over his mustache,”You really are. I don’t think I’ve met someone as honest and open as you,Roos.”

A tender smile spreads across Rooster's face, his heart swelling with love for Beatrice. He leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Well," he murmurs, his voice filled with a gentleness she can’t escape from. "You make me the better version of myself. And then Nikki came along…and now the twins."

“So you have a lot of incentive.”

“I do, yeah.”

Beatrice's lips curve into a small smile despite the tears in her eyes. She wraps her arms around Rooster, holding him close, "It’s going to be hard in the first months, I know it will…but I’ll manage it.," she whispers, her voice filled with determination. "I don’t want you to feel guilty for leaving.”

God bless her heart.

Rooster tightens his embrace around Beatrice, kissing the curve of her jaw. "I’ll try. I’ve talked to Mav about it already. He helped me a bit but it does make me feel good hearing it from you.," he says, his words filled with gratitude.

Beatrice rests her head against Rooster's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. She takes a deep breath, inhaling his scent, committing it to memory. "I love you, Bradley," she whispers, her voice filled with unwavering devotion. "You mean everything to me. Please come back safe."

They share a silent understanding with their eyes only. Rooster rubs the curve of her cheek with his smile slowly widening, “...I will.”

Tears stream down Beatrice's face as she looks up at Rooster, her heart filled with a mix of emotions. She nods, accepting his words and nuzzling close to him. “...can I ask about the mission?”

He props his chin on top of her head, hugging her close, “You can, but I can’t say much because I don’t know much.”

“Is it normal to have such…hush hush missions?”

He chuckles softly, rubbing the back of her head, “Sometimes,gorgeous. We can’t really ask much about it until we get there,” he says, trying his best to explain the situation in a way she’d understand, “It’s uh…I don’t know, it’s not often, but it does happen.”

Beatrice listens attentively, her curiosity mingled with concern. “And Mav is going with you?” he nods, and she smiles, “Well, at least you won’t be there alone…the guys are going too,right?”

“Yeah, but I’ll lead the mission.” he says, “We are going to ‘tutor’ the new pilots per se. Mav will stay on the ground and I’ll have a new co-pilot.”

“Really?”

“Yep. I don’t know who it’ll be yet.”

Beatrice looks away and a smile slowly forms on her face, “...maybe one of your fanboys.” he sighs heavily, trying his best to bite back his grin by looking away, “Aw come on, they are adorable…and they treat you like a rockstar.”

“Gorgeous-”

“You never did that? To anyone?” she furrows her brows, “There had to be someone who you admired a lot.”

Rooster's grip on Beatrice tightens, his eyes looking away from her "My dad…Mav- but don’t tell him that,” she makes a ‘locking’ motion over her lips. His eyes narrow because he can see she’s trying to hold back her laughter, “...don’t.”

“I’m not! I’d never share such news with my husband’s godfather because I think it’s adorable.” she looks at him impishly, pursing her lips to a smile, a smile that slowly turned into a giggle. Bradley was just happy that she was laughing, his heart light because while everything that was happening wasn’t…ideal, seeing Beatrice like that did make his heart feel at ease.

“Uh-huh…anyway, you going back to sleep?” she snuggled closer to him as an answer, wrapping her leg on his hip and clinging to him like a spider monkey, “I take that as a yes.”

“You are a very noisy pillow.” she says softly, “...thank you,Brad.”

His gaze turns warm and he hugs her close, kissing the top of her head with his whole body enveloping her, “...you are welcome,gorgeous.”

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womantoday · 1 year

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Khiana: TikTok / Emma: TikTok, IG / Jmik: TikTok

Becky Dee: 1 screener / Chelsea: TikTok, IG / Korie: linktree

Amber: TikTok, IG / courage: @bycourageandfaith, @sportsdyke / City Jay: TikTok. IG

Kristyl: TikTok, IG / @butchguamares / Bri: TikTok

Maribel: hoobe / Kayla: TikTok, IG / Veronica: linktree

Dephyne (rapper): linktree / Nicole (cosplayer): TikTok, IG / Tiffany: TikTok, IG

lesbians who lift

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nx42 · 10 months

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Ready, Maid?

Bri, the demi-skunk Nicole clone, gets ready for a shift at the Nicole Cafe~ For Gdhusali

Posted using PostyBirb

#art #nicole #male #demi #skunk #maid #toon

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kolormixstudios · 2 years

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Got a few quick references for a set of familiar siblings, the Sullivans.

(Left to right)

Alphonse “Al”: Eldest, law professor at the local college “Preslow Community College”. Caring and punctual.

Nicole: Second oldest, after school care and manager of the local bar “Serpentine’s Vine”. Sweet and kind.

Briella “Bri”: Youngest, owner of an antique shop “The Lucky Rabbit”. Brash and impulsive.

Samuel: Third oldest, owner of the fashion company “Barizov’s” and the bar “Serpentine’s Vine”. Cynical and scheming.

#MY OCs #original character

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pop-pop-pop-popculture · 1 year

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MY 2023 Met Gala Guest List :)

(previous // there will be new people and old people as well as some changes)

Anya Taylor-Joy

Zendaya

Sadie Sink

Elle Fanning

Dakota Fanning

Margot Robbie

AnnaSophia Robb

Sarah Hyland

Lily Collins

Madelaine Petsch

Camila Mendes

Saoirse Ronan

Noah Schnapp

Melissa McCarthy

Florence Pugh

Rebecca Ferguson

Halle Berry

Keke Palmer

Miranda Cosgrove

Madison Pettis

Millie Bobby Brown (the so-called "boyfriend” stays at his own house!!!)

Awkwafina

Amy Adams

Jessica Alba

Jessica Chastain

Phillipa Soo

Lupita Nyong’o

Gal Gadot

Anna Kendrick

Blake Lively

Jessica Biel

Ariel Winter

Winona Ryder

Zoe Saldana

Charlize Theron

Natalia Dyer

Nicole Kidman

Emilia Clarke

Gugu Mbatha-Raw

Idina Menzel

Viola Davis

Emily Blunt

Sofía Vergara

Meryl Streep

Anne Hathaway

Amanda Seyfried

Constance Wu

Elizabeth Olsen

Ana de Armas

Karen Gillan

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Madelyn Cline

Hugh Jackman

Daveed Diggs

Jared Leto

Finn Wolfhard

Tom Holland

James McAvoy

Leslie Odom Jr.

Regé-Jean Page

Ryan Reynolds

Chris Hemsworth

KJ Apa

Idris Elba

David Harbour

Bebe Rexha

Caleb McLaughlin

Bill Skarsgård

Alexander Skarsgård

John Krasinski

Dua Lipa

Stanley Tucci

Charlie Heaton

Robert Downey Jr.

Taron Egerton

Selena Gomez

Ariana Grande

Beyoncé

Rihanna

Halle Bailey

Chloe Bailey

Alessia Cara

Alicia Keys

Céline Dion

Taylor Swift

Lady Gaga

Ciara

Cassie

Elton John

Madonna

The Weeknd

Lily-Rose Depp

Cara Delevingne

Taylor Hill

Elsa Hosk

Josephine Skriver

Romee Strijd

Jasmine Tookes

Lais Ribeiro

Sara Sampaio

Heidi Klum

Candice Swanepoel

Rosie Huntington-Whiteley

Behati Prinsloo

Miranda Kerr

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Julianne Moore

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Jeremy Scott (designer for Moschino)

Katie Holmes

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Julia Garner

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RuPaul

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Kate Moss

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Han Chong (designer for Self-Portrait)

Maria Grazia Chiuri (designer for Christian Dior)

Anthony Vaccarello (designer for Saint Laurent)

Silvia Ventura Fendi

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Virginie Viard (designer for Chanel)

Elaine Welteroth

Nina Garcia

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Julia Roberts

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Yara Shahidi

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Normani

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Deepika Padukone

Tommy Hilfiger

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Joe Jonas

Megan Fox (MGMK stays home.)

Laura Haddock

Orlando Bloom

Willow Smith

Jason Sudeikis

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Blackpink - Jennie, Lisa, Rosé, Jisoo

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Kim Jones (designer for Fendi)

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Sara Moonves (editor-in-chief for W Magazine)

Arnaud de Contades (CEO of Marie Claire Magazine)

Anne Fullenwider (editor-in-chief of Marie Claire Magazine)

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Miles Socha (editor-in-chief of Women’s Wear Daily)

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Greg Williams

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Gabriela Heart (designer for Chloé)

Hedi Slimane (designer for Céline)

Phoebe Philo (designer for Céline)

Jonathan Anderson (designer for Loewe)

Saweetie

Kelsey Deenihan Fisher

Lorde

Harry Styles

Demna Gvasalia (designer for Balenciaga)

Anok Lai

Precious Lee

Michelle Yeoh

Storm Reid

Jennifer Hudson

Maisie Williams

Tom Ford

Iman Abdulmajid

Ella Emhoff

Regina King

Amandla Stenberg

Eiza González

Stella McCartney

Edward Norton

Vittora Ceretti

Leslie Grace

Cynthia Erivo

Alton Mason

Mary J. Blige

Carey Mulligan

Ming Xi

Donald Glover

Brooke Shields

Tracee Ellis Ross

Maya Hawke

Catherine Zeta-Jones

Symone

Chiara Ferragni

Ewan McGregor

Laura Dern

Anthony Mackie

Barbara Palvin (Dylan stays at home!!!! He does not need to be at every single event with her.)

Pharrell Williams

Frank Ocean

Dove Cameron

Daniel Craig

Queen Latifah

Jason Wu

Shawn Mendes

Camila Cabello

Jenna Ortega

Olivia Rodrigo

Emma Myers (‘Enid’ in Wednesday)

Tyler Doohan

Christina Ricci

Ke Huy Quan

Demi Lovato

Kristen Stewart

Hailee Steinfeld

Anyone who works in corporate fashion, is a fashion designer, a makeup artist, fashion stylist, fashion model, or hairstylist is invited. There’s just SO many of them, though... . Also, significant others are an automatic +1 unless I said they are not invited :)

NOT Invited

Justin Bieber

Hailey Baldwin

Austin Butler

Pete Davidson

Cole Sprouse

Lili Reinhart

Kim Kardashian

Ansel Elgort

Khloé Kardashian

Kris Jenner

Caitlyn Jenner

Miles Teller

Kylie Jenner

Emma Chamberlain

Addison Rae

Percy Hynes White

Charlie D'Amelio

Dixie D'Amelio

James Charles

Cardi B

Nicki Minaj

Miley Cyrus

Priyanka Chopra

Jeffree Star

ALL social media influencers (YouTube, TikTok, Instagram)

Lena Dunham

John Legend

Chrissy Teigen

Kanye West

Doutzen Kroes

Ezra Miller

Johnny Depp

Amber Heard

Armie Hammer

Travis Scott

Emma Roberts

Tom Cruise

Henry Cavill

Alida Morberg (Bill Skarsgård’s problematic “girlfriend”)

David Dobrik

Madison Beer

Domenico Dolce

Stefano Gabbana

Lil Nas X

Olivia Wilde

Alexander Wang

Justin Timberlake

Adam Levine

Machine Gun Kelly

21 Savage

French Montana

Chloë Grace Moretz

Chris Pratt

Bella Thorne

Scarlett Johansson

Jennifer Lawrence

Emma Watson

Vanessa Hudgens

Sacha Baron Cohen

Dylan Sprouse

Sarah Jessica Parker

Olivia Jade

Kid Cudi

Channing Tatum

Paris Hilton

Nicky Hilton

A$AP Rocky

Jeremy O. Harris

John Mulaney

Olivia Munn

Elon Musk

Chris Brown

MGMK

▪️ March 1, 2023 ▪️

#text #personal #2023 #pop culture #met gala #met gala 2023 #fashion industry #fashion

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mrsgiovanna · 2 years

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(Nico in her first day meeting the mafia)

Bria: And this is Giogio's office

Nico, thinking: This room is calling me poor in at least 30 different languages.

Bria: This office used to be from our old boss

Nico: What happened to him?

Bria: it's a very long story

Nico: Oh! Is that a pet turtle?

Bria: kinda of—

Nico: Aaawn! Hello there, little fella! You're such a cutie! Even his shell is very well taken care! Wait... Is that a key?

Nico:

Nico: dID YOU GUYS MISTREATED THIS POOR LITTLE CREATURE?!

Polnareff (ghost): Actually, mademoiselle, the tortoise is a stand user! :D

Nico: AAA—!

Polnareff: newbie?

Bria: yup. Nicole, this is Jean Pierre Polnareff

Polnareff: It's a pleasure to meet you, ma cherie! Oh wait... Miss?

Nico: *trying to process everything*

Bria: this... Might take a while...

Giorno: *saw all and almost laughed when Nico got scared*

Mista: *watching from the doorway* she's so cute I should probably help her -

Nico: oh! Sorry it's Nicole Vasconcelos

Polnareff: ah, interesting name you have there

Nico: thanks...

Bri: *catches Mista watching Nico* well I think we need to meet with Bruno and Giogio signore Pol, Mista can complete the tour ... that's why you were behind us right? ♡

Mista: .... uhhh yeah of course

#✨ in character interactions #nico vasconcelos #bria giovanna #lmaooooo dead

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readtilyoudie · 2 years

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Bri and Nicole weren’t on SmackDown, but Nicole lived in San Diego, so Bri was staying with her for a few days, and she texted me during the drive, inviting me out to dinner with her and her friends after SmackDown. Bri told me to bring Teddy and Sheamus along as well, but after the show, the guys were tired and just going to head back to their rooms. I decided to go and meet up with Bri and her friends for dinner, and after that, we all hung out at Nicole’s place. When I was ready to leave, Bri walked me back to my car, which was parked kind of far away, and then I drove her back to the front of Nicole’s.

And this is where Bri and I have a major dispute as to what actually happened.

My version: We were in the middle of talking in the car when Bri quickly wrapped up with “OK, well, I should go. Talk to you later. Bye!” and then sprinted out of the car, closing the door behind her.

Bri’s version: She felt like we were talking forever and I wasn’t making a move to kiss her, so she gave up and said good night.

In general, I’m very patient, and Bri sees that as slow in a lot of ways. After all that, I was driving back to my hotel thinking about what a fun night we’d had, when Bri sent me a text that said something like, “Wow, I thought a gentleman would have the courtesy to give a lady a kiss good night.” I instantly responded, “Don’t tempt me. I’ll turn this car around right now.” Which I did. Several moments later, I was back at Nicole’s place. When I pulled up, it was raining, and Bri hurried through the rain to come out the gate. I got right out of the car, went up to Bri, and grabbed her and kissed her. We didn’t say anything, just kissed in the pouring rain.

- Yes!: My Improbable Journey to the Main Event of WrestleMania by Daniel Bryan, Craig Tello

#romance wednesday #yes!#my improbable journey to the main event of wrestlemania #daniel bryan #craig tello #bryan danielson #wrestling #sports #nonfiction #biography #quote #quotes #booklr #bookblr

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teonys-jf · 2 years

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if youve assigned characters new names or have made some new charas, pls drop their names. with the new charas, pls tell what their roles are/who they are?

oh i’d love to!! this is perfect :)

i’ll put the aphmau’s up here ^v^

alice -- heart point, arica -- a royal tale, jackie -- mod mod, jack -- void paradox, jay -- mystreet, ava is staying ava lol

mcd

nicole von rosenburg -- neala ‘nicole’ rosetti

valkrum -- vernon

garroth ro’meave -- garroth ro’mae

zvahl -- zielinski

emma -- elele

mathilda -- matilda

menphia -- teine

lycan -- dunn

glenda/luna uses both names, luna is a nickname given to those she trusts {haydens personal guard, remember her? i do :) she got mad at jess for taking a sword lol}

róisín {kenmur’s parental figure, was the guard standing outside of their house in meteli}

bailey {zoey’s son with gabriel}

zianna maetson

megan rosetti {neala’s older sister, who if she had time, would find her sister much easier than the scaleswing guards. was supposed to marry garroth ro’mae, but he had passed away before that had happened}

ken the steel shield {kims older brother, works alongside her in the jury}

mys

xavier -- xander

hayden, kam, kari, karson flume {katelyn/kaycee’s siblings {there’s an ongoing joke about hayden’s name being kayden}}

ichi, ni, san, yo, go, roku, hachi, kyu, ju, ju-ichi, ju-ni {nana’s siblings}

su-ji and josu ashida {nana’s parents}

viola {human who plays the violin and drums, chill leader of violet menace {consists of sasha, viola, and benny}

benny {fel’ine who plays the piano and saxophone, because of an accident at the hairdressers they had one of her ears almost completely buzzed off. ben has welcomed this and has made it a thing for vm}

mmd

prince reese von toot-cinnamon III-- prince reece von-oot III

prince marsh von toot -- prince marshal von-toot II

queen candy -- queen pixy von-toot III

king kat von-toot V

prin coco von-toot I {oldest von-toot offspring}

princess anise von-toot I {second oldest von-toot offspring}

princess ruth von-toot II

prin ike von-toot IV

kenzie {polly’s second oldest sister}

zena

glory

judy

art

garroth -- garrett cha’le

travis -- trule

katelyn -- kassandra rosume

anna -- hanna frowne

jenny -- juniper scen

nana -- shichi kyo

gene -- grant alejandro

zane -- zachery cha’le

aaron -- aren fal’caw

sasha -- seni dow’pur

lucinda -- lucy dow’pur {took seni’s last name}

dottie -- danielle ‘danny’

ivy -- daisy vitae

amber -- jade

boss -- katherine

megan -- mattias rosetti

teony -- thea las’il

luka -- lenorre ‘leo’

cadenza -- cadance emmeson

laurence -- landon emmeson

diana -- dylan

cathy -- princess claire zensun

betty -- brianna ‘bri’

daniel -- jacob

rylan -- rylie

zuri {leo’s daughter, friends with cadence, likes to spend time with trule amongst mortals}

#irena's answers #irena's sticky note #a royal tale #mystreet #minecraft diaries #mod mod world

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screamingforyears · 2 months

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IN A MINUTE:

A NEW MUSIC ROUND_UP…

@americancultureofficial are here w/ “SURVIVE,” the second single from their forthcoming LP titled ‘Hey Brother, It’s Been a While’ (5/3 @convulserecords ) & it finds the Denver-based quartet of Chris Adolf (guitar/vox), Lucas Johannes (bass/guitar/organs), Michael Stein (guitars/vox), & Scott Beck (drums/keys) eschewing the idea of living forever yet maintaining that urge to persevere across 2 deliciously jangled mins.

“AMAMA” is the title-track from @some_crumb’s forthcoming LP (5/17 Crumb Recs) & it finds the NYC-based quartet of Lila Ramani (vocals/electric sitar/keys/drum programming), Bri Aronow (synths), Jesse Brotter (bass) & Jonathan Gilad (drums) paying homage to the title’s namesake across 3+ mins of hypnotically tranced & psych-tinged ArtPop.

“GASPING DUST” is the second single from @fullofhell’s forthcoming LP titled ‘Coagulated Bliss’ (4/26 @closedcasketactivities) & it finds the Ocean City, MD-based quartet of Spencer Hazard (guitar/electronics), David Bland (drums/vox), Dylan Walker (vocals/lyrics) & Samuel DiGristine (bass/sax/vox) linking up w/ @immolation_band’s Ross Dolan to bring the corrosively pure obliteration across an exhaustive 1:10 clip of blast_ready & death_metaled GrindyCore.

@softkillpdx are here w/ “JOY IS A CRIME,” the latest single from their forthcoming LP titled ‘Escape Forever’ (4/12 @cerclesocialrecords) & it finds the wholly DIY Chicago-based duo of Tobias Grave & Nicole Colbath further wetting those appetites across a street crunchy burst of ear_wormy, chaos embracing, power_popped AlternativeRock.

@webbed_wing are here w/ “FURTHER,” the lead-ish single from their forthcoming @willyipmusic produced LP titled ‘Vol. III’ (7/12 @memorymusiclabel) & it finds the Philly-based trio of vocalist/guitarist/podcaster Taylor Madison, drummer/podcaster Jake Clarke & bassist/vocalist/friend of the pod Mike Paulshock making money in their nightmares across 3 nineties lit mins of dutifully melancholic PowerPop.

#music #screamingforyears #songs #postpunk #indie #rock #goth #indierock #alternative #aesthetic #altrock #metal #grindcore #Bandcamp #Spotify

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carl-kemp · 2 months

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#bri&nicole

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bratshaws · 1 year

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through the hourglass 33. brb x oc

a/n: was Rooster born to be a dad???? yes.

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: fluff, mentions of pregnancy, ROOSTER IS POWER DADDYING RIGHT NOW.

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

chapter

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Beatrice woke up to the sound of a guitar being strummed, not inside their room but downstairs, the smell of something made her blink her eyes “Roos?” She questions, looking around for her husband but without success in finding him. Which meant he was the one downstairs.

Since it was Saturday already and they were planning on buying everything for Nicole’s room she could understand why he was up so early. He’s been excited about it ever since the first time he suggested it.

Beatrice took a few minutes to get up, smiling as she heard his voice and the guitar, it was gentle and soft, probably because he didn’t want to wake her up so early on a Saturday, but she was already up anyway. She kicks off the covers, stretches her arms above her head then smiles down at her stomach “Good morning Nikki.” She grins, “Let’s greet daddy, Hm?”

She slowly makes her way down the stairs, the music becoming louder alongside Rooster’s voice, that raspy tone always sent shivers all over her body, but she couldn’t identify the song yet. The dogs were probably with him since Eleanor and Jack got used to him quite quickly, it was early morning too it was time for their breakfast as well.

As she got closer to the kitchen, the smell of toast and freshly squeezed juice entered her nostrils and she saw him sitting on the kitchen chair with the guitar on his lap, strumming random notes and murmuring songs for the two puppies who were sitting by his feet, staring at the tall pilot as if he was out of this world. Beatrice leaned against the doorframe in silence, smiling at the scene with her cheek pressed on the threshold, admiring her handsome husband from a distance.

Beatrice could watch him from afar and admire him every day, he was so handsome, he still made her feel the same way since the first time they met. She still blushed, she still felt she was stepping on clouds when it came to him but could she be blamed? She had a healthy relationship with a man who loved her, who was her husband and who was now the father of their baby.

Sometimes she still had these thoughts of ‘this is just a very detailed dream and you will wake up any second’ only to be reminded, amazingly so, that he was real and what they had was real too. Beatrice got a lot better from the beginning of their relationship, she had to admit that, but things like that happened sometimes…and he understood.

When she called him one in a million she was being sincere.

She had never met a guy who is so understanding and so kind and he was hers. Well, he wasn’t her property, she’d never call him her property, but he was just…him. He was just Rooster, her Rooster, her pilot.

She didn’t know what brought these thoughts up today, maybe the pregnancy hormones were acting up a lot more, but she was just very thankful for him.

Speaking of him, he stopped strumming his brand new guitar to lift his head and meet her eyes. His hair was a bit messed up from sleep, waves more prominent and his eyes were relaxed, the usual gray sweatpants were traded by his dark cotton briefs since it got warm late at night. He noticed her watching him from the doorframe and he smiles, setting the guitar aside, about to greet her but the puppies and Jolene did it first. The two little babies scampered to Beatrice’s legs, Eleanor yapping and jumping so high she almost touched Beatrice’s shoulder while Jack whined and begged to be picked up, which he eventually was.

After greeting Jolene as well, Beatrice walked into the kitchen with Jack nestled against her neck, his curly tail wagging happily, “Serenading the dogs?” she questions as she nears the kitchen table.

“Asking for their opinion.” he smirks,turning his eyes to Jack, “Hey,little man, don’t snog too much of her attention. She’s still my wife.” Jack yaps almost in disappointment, then wriggles in her arms to be put down. Beatrice does put the puppy back on the floor, giving Rooster an amused look, “What?”

She places her hands on her hips, tapering the large shirt at her waist and showing the hourglass figure Rooster adored so much, “That was a bit mean.” she chastises him, narrowing her eyes but chuckling when he opened his arms and wriggled his fingers. Beatrice let out a comically painful sigh, then sat on his lap only for him to keep his hold on her the second she settled down.

“Maybe I like getting your attention too much.” he muttered against her neck, kissing the soft skin with quick little pecks, “Maybe you spoiled me.”

“Oh,I spoiled you, huh?”

Bradley hums a laugh against her neck, then puts his chin on her shoulder, “Yes, ma’am, you spoiled me so much that now I have issues sharing you with others.” he jokes, sending a look towards Jack who just looked up at them with the biggest puppy eyes he had ever seen, “...oh fine.”

One of his arms let go of Beatrice’s waist to scoop up the puppy, a grunt leaving his mouth because he was getting bigger and bigger every day. Beatrice smiles, holding the little puppy in her arms, watching as he turns into a little ball in her hold, “He’s a lot more clingy than Eleanor.” The white puppy was just zooming around the house, around them and around Jolene who chose to lie down by Bradley’s feet, “Which isn’t bad, right? You are just a tiny baby.”

Jack nuzzled both Beatrice’s cheek and Bradley’s mustache, being more curious about the man’s facial hair than anything else, “Alright, okay,” the pilot laughs, playfully grabbing the dog’s face and shaking a bit, just enough to make Jack nip his fingers gently, keeping his still growing teeth on the digits, “Anyway, speaking of tiny babies,” he drops his eyes to Beatrice’s stomach, “How’s ours?”

“She’s fine.” she replies with a sweet grin, “I haven’t got the nausea yet, which is interesting.I got really sick when I found out about it, but these past months have been really calm.”

“People are going to call that trail the baby trail after you were there.”

She laughs a bit more, adjusting Jack within her hold as Rooster kept her there, with his lips briefly coming in contact to her neck, “Maybe,I’d feel honored.” she says, using the hand not holding Jack up to gently touch the side of his face, “Who can say they found out their pregnancy while hiking? I think that’s a one of a kind thing.”

“And Nicole, when asking about it, is going to think that’s the coolest thing.”

Her smile softened, “...it’s odd but, seeing that she has a name now, that she is…you know, she’s now a person with a name and we refer to her as such.” she gently holds Jack’s paw in her hand, rubbing the back of it with her thumb, “...I don’t know, am I making sense?”

“In thinking that things are changing?” he suggests, “A little, it’s not…like we didn’t think of Nikki,” the way he said her nickname only made her heart beat faster, “As anything but a person, but you know, she’s not four months along, she’s healthy, she’s…you know, a baby now.”

Beatrice purses her lips but nods, ‘Yeah, she’s a baby now.” Jack’s soft snore made the two of them look down at the white and brown puppy, his form curled up in Beatrice’s arms as he slept peacefully, pink tongue peeking out from behind his lips and the little dots on his forehead - just like Jolene’s - were pointed downwards as he dreamt. “I better put him on his bed.” but Rooster doesn’t take his arms from around her, “Roos.”

“One more,” he purses his lips, “Before you go.” she just chuckles quietly but does kiss his lips, twice, with Rooster slowly letting go of her body, watching with an intense gaze as she put Jack down, “Where you going?”

“I just need to charge my phone.” she says, “We’ll be out today and if someone sends me a message I’ll be able to get it.”

“But you are coming back,right?” he coos, dropping his eyes down the length of her body, ‘Because what if my lap gets cold?”

“Oh my God.”

“It could happen.”

Beatrice smiles, walking quickly back to him, cupping his cheeks and kissing him one more time, “You are too smooth,” she whispers against his lips, loving how he immediately smiled, “And you have me around your finger, I’ll be right back.”

His smirk is still present when she backs away, their eyes never leaving each other until she’s finally out of the kitchen. Rooster eases out a breath, one that holds a lot of emotion, one that says ‘she’s just everything I wanted’ without him having to say anything. He hears Beatrice’s footsteps going up the stairs, entering their bedroom and stopping right by her nightstand.

With her gone, he stood to his feet to continue their breakfast, which wasn’t a lot, it was just toast with scrambled eggs and some yogurt. Ever since Beatrice got pregnant they’ve changed a bit of their diet, not too much since they didn’t eat a lot of take out or anything of the sort, but he did enjoy preparing their meals whenever he could.

Beatrice returns a few minutes later, her bare feet touching the floor the same way as before,”My mom asked if we needed any help.”

“Your mom?” his hand hovers on top of the toaster with his eyebrows furrowed, “Bea, it’s seven in the morning.”

“Yes,I know.” she laughs almost humorlessly, “She…wants to know if we want my old crib.”

“Wait, your old crib is still around?”

Beatrice shrugs her shoulders, approaching him by the counter,”I honestly thought she gave to Leo and Cyn, or even to anyone else really…but I don’t think if it’s still usable. She said it is but, you know how they are.”

He smiles, looking down at the toaster when the freshly warmed up bread popped up, “What did you tell her?”

“That we were going to buy a new one for Nikki.” she explains, grabbing the plate he just placed the toasts on, “And they don’t need to worry.”

Which was like telling a lion to not eat meat, her parents, ever since they found out about her pregnancy, have been trying over and over to jump in on certain decisions. While she understood her mother’s suggestion about using her old crib, she wanted something new - also because the old crib definitely needed repairs, more than just a fresh coat of varnish- for their baby.

She also knew her mother was itching in the idea of joining the two of them while shopping so Beatrice cut that really fast before she could elaborate more. Her mother always did that for every grandchild to be born, every single one of her siblings knew how bad she’d get whenever baby shopping with them - Guillermo and Sabrina were the first ones, so they had to warn everyone else about it and now almost all of them knew what their mom did.

Plus, it was something for her and Rooster, she didn’t want to add someone else into the picture even if it was her mother.

Both of them worked great together, both of them knew what to do and what to look for, having someone else there would only stress both of them out. “How long do you think we’ll be there?” she hears him ask, “Buying everything?”

“Well,” she thinks on it for a few seconds, “Oh, I don’t know, maybe one hour, one and a half? We are going to get everything after all.”

“Unless we get distracted and buy more.”

“Unless we get distracted and buy more,” she repeats with a grin, then places her hands on her hips, “Are you going to be distracted,Roos?”

“Baby,I can be heavily influenced sometimes.” he smirks, leaning down to peck her lips, “Not often, just some days. Now come on, let’s have breakfast, I’m starving.”

They were doing a good job, they managed to find a crib, a nursery chair and a dresses-changing table that matched the room’s design amazingly. Beatrice noticed that he was even more excited than before, he was the one that found the things first, he was the one that checked the sizes and he was the one adding stuff - that was small enough to fit - in the shopping cart.

And then they went to the clothing aisle.

Then they were just getting distracted every minute.

While the furniture they got wasn’t exactly cheap, Beatrice feared they might spend more on clothing and decoration than anything else. Especially because Rooster was the one who’d mention it first. They got separated for a few seconds, just enough for Bea to grab the mini aviator suit, and when they met again her husband had his arms full of clothes all of them infant size, “Roos, oh my God.”

“Look,” he wiggles his fingers, showing a pair of minuscule socks with chickens on them, “We gotta take these too.”

“Honey these…are great but they are so…” she hesitates, “There’s so much Roos. We’ll also get gifts from everyone else and I’m sure clothing is part of that.”

He pursed his lips, looking down at the pile of baby clothes in his arms with a slight frown, “But look,” he picks up an onesie “This one has tiny fawns!”

“...Roos.” she smiles at his excitement, then sighs when he throws the Jack tactic of puppy dog eyes at her, “Okay, fine, we can take those. But remember we have to–”

“Maybe a new lamp.” he says,”Maybe those cloud lamps- no it wouldn’t work, oh!Ohhh! A flower one!” he starts to back away as he puts everything else in the cart, “I saw one a few feet away, come on.”

“Rooster I–” Beatrice stops, shakes her head with amusement and follows him, keeping the mini suit on top of the other clothes. “Your daddy is so happy, yes he is.” she whispers to her stomach, the bump a bit more visible now, “He’s the most excited about this, well so am I but, you know what I mean.” she rolls the cart forward, easily finding her husband since he towered over pretty much everyone in that place.

He was grabbing a large box from a high shelf, looking towards her with a bright grin, “Look.” He pointed to the box, ‘It’s a giant flower.” and indeed it was, it was huge, it’d cover a lot of the ceiling but she liked it. Beatrice leans her folded arms on the back of the cart, watching as he put the box inside, “What else do we need?”

“Well,I don’t know Roos.” she smiles, supporting her head on her palm, “Do you think we got enough?”

“...oh, a bookcase.” he says suddenly, making the height of the said bookcase with his hands, “About this height, maybe those modular ones you can latch on the wall and then get it off when time goes by.” Beatrice just agrees with him, stepping back from the handle so he could grab it with one hand - the other immediately interlacing with hers - “Honestly I can’t wait to build all this.”

“I know,Roos.” she smiles, “...honestly,I’m glad to see you so excited.”

“Well,I have a reason to.”

Her eyes dropped to the floor, “No,I know…I mean, you seemed really off this week.” the muscle on his jaw popped, she could see it under his skin, “You don’t have to tell me what happened yet but, I just want you to know I’m here for you.Always.” and she squeezed his hand.

Honestly he’s been pushing those images to the back of his brain ever since it happened and while it got better over the months, he still had some flashbacks of that huge chunk of metal almost ripping the jet’s wing and if it wasn’t for Mav’s quick thinking they’d both go down and- “I know baby.” he whispered, rubbing the back of her hand, “I know…I…I appreciate it a lot.”

Beatrice was glad he was opening up a bit more, it wasn’t an answer but it was something at least, “Don’t mention it Roos…anyway,how about we get some more decor?”

He let out a soft laugh, thankful she changed the subject, “We might need another cart.” he murmured, seeing that the one they were taking along was already reaching the point of exploding with items of different shapes and sizes, “If you want that is.”

“That depends how much stuff you wanna buy-”

“I’d take this whole store if I could.” he says, “Everything reminds me of Nikki.”

Beatrice’s heart fluttered with happiness, because she understood what he meant. Everything they looked at, everywhere they looked at, they could see their daughter enjoying something from it…which was strange to admit since she hadn’t been born yet. Beatrice moves her gaze from his for a brief second, her green eyes stopping at an item they hadn’t seen before, “Roos, look.” she steps away from the cart to grab the box, turning for him to see, “It’s…tiny robins.”

It was a crib mobile with small maroon and red robins that moved in a circular pattern, “It’s perfect for her room too.”

“It really is,” he picks it from her hands, turning it front and back to check the size, “And we can cram it in here, I’m sure there’s space for it.” he chuckles, lifting a few items and putting it underneath…then noticing how there was no space left anymore, “Well…I think it’s done now.”

“I think so too.” she pulls out her phone to check the time, “It’s…well, it’s eleven thirty-five right now and we did spend one hour and a half here. So…I think it’s better if we wrap this up and go have lunch.”

“Fine by me, gorgeous.” he smiles, leaning down to kiss her temple, “How are you feeling?Everything good?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah,I’m fine.” she says after putting the phone back, “No nausea nor anything, Nikki is behaving quite well. I’m just craving something sweet so after lunch I think we should get something and-”

“Beatrice?”

A voice, one she hadn’t heard in a very long time called her name and Beatrice’s hand latched on Rooster’s out of habit. Her husband furrowed his brows, looking behind her to see an older woman with platinum blonde hair and gold framed glasses approaching them with her own cart. He narrowed his eyes…she looked familiar, “Who’s that,Bea?”

Beatrice took a while to reply, but she inhaled enough to come out with an answer, “Margareth. Eric’s mother.”

Rooster’s whole demeanor changed once she said that prick’s name, his eyes darkened and he brought her closer to himself. He took the time to analyze the surroundings, analyze Margareth herself, almost thinking that Eric was somewhere close by. “Beatrice…it’s been so long. How are you?” Eric’s mother looked…tired, she didn’t look like she was going to do something that’d harm Bea…but he couldn’t be sure.

“Hello Margareth.” she whispers with a small smile, “I’m fine, um,this is my husband,Bradley.” Margareth looked from Beatrice to the tall - brooding - pilot behind her, standing tall like a statue guarding a treasure. Both of them expecting some sort of reaction, neither knew what kind, but seeing your ex-mother-in-law was definitely strange…especially when buying baby stuff.

“Hello,ma’am..” was Bradley’s reply, eyes still moving about to check for that big headed asshole…but he was polite.

Margareth smiled, Beatrice noticed how the bags under her eyes were more prominent, “Nice to meet you, dear…I see you are buying something.” something? Their cart was about to burst. “As am I…for Kevin. My eldest.”

“Oh, he got married?”

Margareth inhaled shakily, “...no.” and she slapped on a tight grin, almost painful, “He hasn’t…anyway, I just wanted to say hello and I hope you two have a lovely day. Good bye,” and like she showed up, she disappeared almost like the wind.

Both Bradley and Beatrice watched her walk away, “Should we be suspicious?” Rooster asked, “About seeing her?”

“I don’t think so. She was always kind to me…a bit oblivious to her son but very kind.”

“Do you think she is really here to buy stuff for her son?”

Beatrice frowns, “From what I remember,Kevin was always the one that never had a stable relationship for more than a few weeks…so yeah,it’s possible…anyway, we better go, there’s a lot to do today,Roos.” she squeezes his hand, guiding him to the opposite side that Margareth went to, even if his eyes were still directed at the older woman, almost trying to see if Eric’s head would pop out of anywhere.

He didn’t and when they walked to the parking lot, there was no Blue Corvette parked there. He felt calmer but still alert to his surroundings. Now that Beatrice was pregnant his protective mode was on fire.

And he could easily burn someone.

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