#Cordell x daughter!reader

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February Reading Recs

To show some love and appreciation to all the amazing writers here on tumblr, here are all the fantastic fics I've read this month. 💖

Many of these fics and blogs are 18+ only, and NSFW please heed the author's individual fic warnings and requests regarding no minors. I am not responsible for your media consumption.

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Walker

Cordell Walker

Quieting the Demons Inside @idreamofplaid

Authors Summary: Cordell opens up to the reader, and his vulnerability takes their relationship to the next level.

Privacy @idreamofplaid

Authors Summary: Cordell is a passionate man, but he’s a dad too. It doesn’t mean he has to choose between the two.

Texas Nights @stefanmikaleson1864

Dawsons Creek

CJ Braxton

Something Like This @thebiggerbear

Authors Summary: A Nor'easter hits Boston and luckily for you, you don't have anywhere you need to be except right here snuggled up with CJ.

My Bloody Valentine

Tom Hanniger

Lonely Dancers @mind-empty-just-fictional-people

Authors summary: when your boyfriend cheats on you, it leads you to tom hanniger

10 Inch Hero

Boaz Priestly

Code Red @zepskies

Authors Summary: When you call him for help, Priestly realizes that he finally has the relationship of his dreams.

High School Never Ends Part 1 | Part 2 | @illshakeyouallnightlong-dean

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Hollow @thoughtslikeaminefield

Authors Summary: @winchesterxfamilybusiness​ submitted this prompt to @cabin-fever-bang​ “Would anyone be willing to write something with Dean [or Jensen] x reader to the song Love on the Brain by Rihanna -xx”

Fire & Rain Masterlist @writercole

Authors Summary: When a fire destroys her place to live, Y/N and her daughter Lana are left with nowhere to go and no one to count on, except the kindness of a beautiful, green-eyed firefighter that saved their lives. Will the pair of them make it through the obstacles life has dealt them or will they crash and burn?

Just Another Day @1000roughdrafts

Authors Summary: Fluffy Dean x female!reader Valentine's Day post

Don't Forget It @hintsofhoney

Authors Summary: While working a case with Dean, he gets jealous of the way you interact with a suspect and decides to remind you who you belong to.

Sam Winchester

You're On Your Own Kid Part 1 @my-proof-is-you

Authors Summary: You’re used to being on your own. You’d been on your own as long as you could remember. Could Sam show you that it isn’t the only way to live?

Untitled Sam Winchester Fic @supernaturalfreewill

Big Sky

Beau Arlen

Febuwhump Day 10 @luci-in-trenchcoats

Febuwhump Day 14 @luci-in-trenchcoats

Febuwhump Day 21 @luci-in-trenchcoats

Whole Lotta Love @deanbrainrotwritings

Authors Summary: beau finds a way repays the reader after taking care of him when he’s injured, but also to apologise for worrying her. but most importantly, to prove he was okay.

The Way We Fall In Love @smellingofpoetry

Authors Summary: This is the story of how they fall in love.

The Boys

Soldier Boy

Febuwhump Day 12 @luci-in-trenchcoats

Side Effects of Soldier Boy @tom-whore-dleston

Authors Summary: Soldier Boy tries to keep you quiet during sex.

Smallville

Jason Teague

Febuwhump Day 7 @luci-in-trenchcoats

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Cowgirls Don't Cry

Cordell Walker x Sister!Reader Warnings: Mentions of death and grief, but mostly fluff and emotional conversations.

There’s this feeling when the glue dies, when it becomes clear that someone important and special dies and the mark, they left of the rest of the family becomes clear. That feeling permeated every aspect of life and everybody dealt with the grief in different ways. Maggie threw herself head long into her work, she tended to the horses in the stables all hours of the day and night. Her brother Cordell left and fell into a dark hole; Liam became the glue and voice of reason. That was until Liam proposed the idea of him filing for custody of Stella and August, that broke Maggie’s hold on all that was sane.

The room was still as Liam’s proposal sank in, his words shaking Maggie’s resolve as she tired her best not to lash out. As much as she wanted to reach across the table and punch her brother in the face, she couldn’t do it, not in front of the kids.

“How dare you,” Maggie seethed, her face not hiding the anger she held for her brother in that moment. The rest of the walker family simply stared at the young brunette women as she uncharacteristically fought with the middle Walker sibling.

“What do you mean, Stella and Auggie need stability and a Cordell isn’t here to do it so why not” Liam spoke, trying to reason with his little sister. While normally the only daughter of Abeline and Bonham Walker would join her brother in being the voice of reason in the family, today it seemed Liam’s words were the straw that broke the camels back.

“Don’t talk like he’s gone, Cords not gone like that” Maggie chastised her brother trying desperately to not raise her voice in front of Stella and August, but she couldn’t help it. In her mind, Liam’s suggestion was him talking like Cordell was dead and the family needed to move on.

“Maggie, Your brother isn’t suggesting anything,” Abeline tired to sooth her only daughter’s rage. “Not in front of the kids” she urged her child.

“No Momma, He’s…He’s talking as Cord’s never coming back” Maggie said teary eyed. While Maggie always told people that she loved both her brothers equally, something about Emily’s death and Cordell leaving that in this moment she despised Liam.

“Y/N Y/M/N Walker” Bonham’s firm voice cut harshly though the impending fight. Maggie looked at her father in teary silence. Without another word Maggie left the room, the house and escaped to the only place she’d ever felt at peace, the stables.

Liam found his sister sniffing away and rubbing her eyes with her head in her hands, tucked away in the corner of an empty stall. She had dug up a blanket the siblings had kept in the barn for moments just like this. Stepping into the stall, Liam sat down pulling his sister in his arms.

“I’m sorry, we all miss him you know” Liam spoke into his sister’s hair as sobs racked through her. Her walls crumbling as she was enveloped in the safety of her brother’s arms. While she might have hated Liam for his suggestion, the comfort she felt in his arms was something she was craving as her emotions got the best of her. The siblings sat there in the silent night, Liam letting Maggie cry.

“Frist Emily and now Cordi, I don’t know if I can do it any more Liam”.

“You’re not alone Rae”.

“Is he dead?” While her question was not out of the realm of possibility, the fact that his teary-eyed sister had timidly asked it anyway shook Liam a little. Liam didn’t respond for a minute; he didn’t know what to say to console her. In the end Liam only whispered a simple ‘no’, causing a new, fresh wave of tears to flood down her blotchy cheeks.

For the following months Liam regularly checked in with his sister and soon persuaded her to talk to someone. While Maggie still threw herself into her work, her conversations with Dr Levitt helped her redirect her pain and loss into healing via her interactions with her family. Maggie invested deeply into both Stella and August’s life and schooling, she encouraged both teens to came and talk to her when they needed or no one else would listen, Aunty Maggie would listen. The Walker family learned to move forward, to understand their feelings relating to Emily’s death, even with the dark cloud of Cordell’s absence looming over them. Y/N never wanted to take Emily’s place as the family’s glue, but when a void appears in the family, someone must fill this important role.

When Cordell returned it was like the last few months never happened. The moment Maggie laid eyes on her brother, and she saw the worn look in his eyes, the stone walls and supports she’d built crumbled within seconds. She became distant once again, throwing herself into her work on the ranch once again.

***

The sun was slowly rising over the family ranch when Cordell drove back up the drive. His brain foggy with memories of Emily. The ranch was quiet, at this time in the morning, he didn’t think a single soul would be up yet. Then he saw Maggie walk across the yard and towards the stables. Even from this distance, Cordell could see the sag in her shoulders and the sluggishness in her walk. Sat in his truck a little longer and watched as a small smile graced his sisters’ lips when she opened the stable doors and greeted the horses housed within. Later, when he entered the family kitchen, his sister was notably absent.

“Morn’ Mamma,” Cordell greeted Abeline Walker, embracing her and kissing her head.

“Morning Darling” Abeline gestured to the pot of coffee on the counter and flipped the pancakes.

“Where’s Nolia?”

“Probably out with the horses, why don’t you go rangle her in for breakfast” His mother asked as Cordell downed his first coffee of the day. Cordell merely nodded and ventured out to the stables. The family’s large stables oak doors were swung wide open, and Cordell could see his sister tending to an young Tennessee walker colt.

“He’s new” Quipped the Texas ranger.

“Yeah, Daddy and I found him injured wondering the Davison’s old land” Maggie answered absentmindedly, stroking the nose of the chestnut-coloured colt.

“What’s his name” By now Cordell was leaning against the door to the colt’s stall.

“Cordi”

“You missed me that much huh”.

“Yeah, I guess mamma sent you” Maggie quipped turning to her brother, Cordell once again merely nodded in response, “You want to see something”. Cordell raised his eyebrows in query, Maggie mentioned for him to follow her. The pair walked further down the stables.

“You remember Pop tart the Appaloosa mare daddy got me for my birthday a few years ago,” Cordell hummed, that horse had been Y/N’s pride and joy, she rode the mare any chance she could come rain or shine, “Well a few months ago she had a filly”.

Maggie leant against a new stall, this one was occupied by a large white and grey speckled appaloosa and a smaller almost identical filly. “I couldn’t help myself and named her Emily”.

Cordell watched as the small filly crossed the stall and left the comfort zone of her mother. Reaching his hand into the stall, the filly gave a tentative sniff. Maggie nudged her brother’s arm and handed him a small carrot, which he offered to the foal. Emily excitably munched on the treat before pushing her head into Cordell’s hand once more, searching for more carrots.

“Why Emily,”

“She was born a week after you left, everyone was so lost, when daddy asked me what we should call her, Emily was the only name I could think of. The kids seemed to brighten up a little when I told them her name. Stella even helped me tend to her those first few months” She answered as she refilled the feed and water buckets in the stall.

Weeks past before Cordell got the courage to talk to his little sister again, this time he came armed with the knowledge of Liam betrayal and how defensive the young women had gotten. Once again, he found her tending to the horses in the barn.

“Maggie” Came Cordell’s voice, laced with an unusual mix of uncertainty and confidence for the Texas ranger. The women in question simply hummed in acknowledgement as she brushes the stallion’s coat. “I know what Liam did”

The barn remained silent; it was as if the few months that Cordell had been undercover were a period that his sister mere wished to forget now that he has come home.

“We were all grieving Em’s death and then your disappearing act really rocked to boat” Y/N’s voice was soft as her hand stilled, Adonis – the stallion maggie was tending to whined slightly at the lack of attention. “Then Liam suggested petitioning for custody of the kids, i…I just couldn’t believe he even thought about it…to me it felt like he thought you were never coming back and…I…I thought he was suggesting y…you…were…dead” She stuttered around her tears. Cordell didn’t respond both his brother and Stella had recounted the pain and anger in the usually soft and understanding women when Liam brought up his idea at family dinner. Instead, he simply stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Y/N.

“I know, thank you for defending me”.

“Always”

“Now,” Cordell said after separating from the hug and clasping his hands together, “Whatever Momma is cooking smells absolutely amazing” Y/N smiled and followed her brother back into the family home, linked at the elbows like they use to do as kids.

Abeline’s smile grew when she saw her children walk into the kitchen, Y/N giggling loudly, seemingly at something Cordell had said. For their mother, it sparked joy to see her baby girl smile a genuine smile, something that hadn’t graced her lips since the family received the news of Emily’s death. She hoped and prayed that night that the smile on Y/N’s lips never had to leave ever again.

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Stockings

Summary: Cordell finds something surprising in his daughter’s laundry.

Pairing: Cordell x Daughter!Reader Rating: 18+ Tag: Father/Daughter incest, Stockings, lingerie kink, grinding/humping, orgasm Word Count: 1.6k

Created For: @walker-bingo - Hand Kink | @j3bingo - Dry Humping

Cordell combs through the laundry that’s heaped in a messy pile on his daughter’s bed. He’s missing one of his ranger uniform shirts and is hoping it just wound up in her basket when she washed her clothes that morning. His fingers dance through bundles of soft cotton and fresh linen, not finding what he’s looking for. Cordell’s about to make his retreat when he hits upon something that feels out of place.

When he pulls out the offending item, it’s not his shirt; no, these are very definitely a female garment.

Cordell stares at the lacy stockings, completely mortified.

“Dad! When is dinn-“ Y/N’s words falter as she passes her room and sees Cordell standing there, holding a piece of her lingerie in his hands as if the stockings are a grenade with the pin pulled.

Cordell swivels his stare from the stockings to their owner, his little girl, his daughter. Apparently not so little anymore.

“What uh,” Cordell swallows heavily, his breath weighing on his chest like an anvil, “what are these, Y/N?”

Y/N looks around for an escape, but seeing none, sighs and walks into her room, closing the door quietly behind her.

“You know what they are, Dad,” she rolls her eyes, not trying to hide it.

“Why do you have them?” Cordell asks, glad he manages to keep his tone even.

“Ummm,” Y/N is clearly much more hesitant to answer that question.

“Y/N,” he says in warning, and she crumples visibly.

“Trevor bought them for me,” she admits, not meeting Cordell’s eyes.

“Excuse me?” Cordell is shocked, affronted… jealous?

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” Y/N apologises, shame and embarrassment evident on her face. “You don’t have to worry though, I’m probably just going to throw them out.”

That takes Cordell aback.

“Why?” he asks, anger forgotten for the moment.

“I, um,” Y/N squirms under his gaze, “I didn’t like how they looked on me, I felt… I don’t know, I just felt stupid. No one would want to see me like that.”

“I’m sure you looked beautiful, baby girl,” Cordell reaches out to reassure her without thinking. It’s instinct, comforting his little girl, telling her she’s beautiful and perfect in his eyes. But right now, those words mean something very different.

“You’re just saying that. You wouldn’t think so if you saw me in them,” Y/N brushes him off.

“So show me.” The words are out before he can think, and now it’s too late to take them back. Y/N is staring at him, wide-eyed, confused… innocent. She reaches for the stockings and takes them from his hands.

His baby girl is standing in front of him shyly, lace-topped stockings clipped to a suspender belt that highlights the narrowest part of her waist. Her little lace panties match the set. He wonders idly if her bra matches too, but the top half of her body is still covered by the crop top she’s been wearing all day.

Fuck.

His hands clench against his thighs as he looks at her, jaw set tight, unable to speak. Unwilling to speak, really, because he doesn’t think he’ll be able to control what comes out of his mouth if he does.

Y/N walks toward him slowly, coming to a halt, so close her legs are almost touching his knees, their toes brushing against each other on the carpet. His eyes find her waist, her legs, and jump away, landing on her face, lips parted softly, eyes shining with nerves.

“Daddy?” Y/N asks quietly. Cordell reaches for one of her hands, brings it to his lips, kisses it.

“You do look beautiful, Y/N,” he whispers, scared that if he speaks too loudly, he’ll break the spell they’re both under and end this. “Fuck, so beautiful, baby girl.”

Y/N looks down in embarrassment, breaking their gaze, shifting something in their trance. Then she lets out a small gasp and looks back at Cordell, shocked and flushed, her chest heaves under the pace of her breaths. Cordell looks down and sees what she saw: there’s a very obvious bulge in his jeans, where he’s gotten hard from looking at his daughter in lingerie. He feels like he should want to be sick, but he doesn’t.

“You aren’t lying?” Y/N asks him breathlessly, apparently now convinced since she’d seen the physical evidence of Cordell’s reaction.

“No, baby girl, I’m not,” he shakes his head, moving his hand under her chin to make her look at him. He takes a breath, preparing to cross the line he knows no father ever should, as if he hasn’t already crossed it.

“Let me show you.” Cordell drags her hand down his body and presses it to his cock, hard and pulsing in its denim prison. She lets him guide her. Their fingers massage him together, lacing flesh with flesh as they rub desire further into him. Cordell gets an idea.

Standing, he keeps Y/N’s hand in his and leads her to the full-length mirror she has on the back of her door. Placing himself behind her, he makes her look at them in the mirror.

“Let me show you how beautiful you can be,” Cordell ducks down to whisper in her ear, and she shivers against him. Slowly, he traces his fingers down her body, playing with the ribbons of the suspenders that are holding the stockings up. He drags his nails over the stockings, knowing the sensation will feel heightened through the nylon and lace, and he smiles to himself when she shivers again.

Cordell brings his fingers between her legs, brushing lightly over the lace of her panties, sighing happily when he finds her damp. Holding her tightly against him with his free arm, he starts to rub at her clit gently, and Y/N groans, melting back into his hold.

“Mmh,” she moans, pushing up on her tiptoes to rub herself against his fingers. Cordell continues to draw maddeningly light circles over her bundle of nerves, teasing as much as he can.

“Look in the mirror, darlin’,” he tells her, and she opens her eyes, which had slid closed the moment his hand went between her legs. Y/N looks at the mirror, taking in the scene of her father’s body pressed against her back and his fingers playing with her panties. She whimpers when he presses his fingertips over her entrance, hips bucking into his hold and ass arching back into his groin.

Cordell knows she must feel his cock. He’s been hard since she took the stockings from him and agreed to try them on. He feels himself throb in his jeans as she continues to grind back into him, but when she meets his eyes in the mirror and lets out a small whine of “Daddy,” he almost cums then and there.

“Do you feel what you’re doing to me, baby girl?” Cordell breathes heavily, thrusting himself against Y/N’s ass, so she can’t avoid feeling his cock digging into her. “You turn me on so much looking like this. You’re stunning, you know that?” He leans down and kisses the top of her head. It would be comforting if he wasn’t rubbing his fingers firmly over her soaking panties. The fatherly action feels wrong, but somehow it ratchets the tension in the room up even higher.

“I love you, Daddy,” Y/N whimpers, grinding down into his hand.

“I love you too, sweetheart,” Cordell kisses her head again, holding her close. He drags the hand that’s not rubbing Y/N off up the side of her leg, plucking at the suspenders before trailing his fingers over her stomach and up under her shirt. He squeezes her breast in his hand, feeling her nipples harden up beneath the lace of her bra.

“Do you want me to take it off, Daddy?” Y/N asks nervously, still leaning on him for his approval. He smiles widely at her in the mirror.

“I’d love that.”

Y/N wiggles in his arms as she pulls her arms up into her crop top and gets it off over her head. Cordell sucks in a deep breath through his teeth at the sight of her in the full set of lingerie.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty,” he groans, humping more deliberately against her back and bringing his fingers back to her clit, the dripping lace moving easily under his touch.

“That feels so fucking good, Daddy,” Y/N mewls, legs beginning to tremble.

“Want you to make yourself cum for me, baby. Want you to see how beautiful you look when you cum for Daddy, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy,” she whines, rocking her hips more quickly into his hand. Her eyes drift closed when she hits a good spot, and Cordell pinches her nipples to get her attention.

“Keep those eyes open, baby, told you I want you to see. Can you do that for me, Y/N?” Cordell drops another kiss to the top of her head when she nods.

“Fuck, just don’t stop, Daddy.”

“Promise baby, keep rubbing that little pussy into Daddy’s hand. You’re close, aren’t ya?”

“Yes, fuck yeah, so close.” Y/N’s thighs are clenching around his hand, humping mindlessly, chasing her climax.

“Cum f’me pretty girl, cum for Daddy,” Cordell groans, his own erection almost painful with how bad he needs to cum.

“Oh fuck!” Y/N convulses against him, freezing still and shivering through her orgasm. Her pussy is soaked as her slick starts to drip down her thighs. She’s going to have to wash the stockings again.

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Forever & Always An Outsider (Cordell Walker x Daughter!Reader)

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Summary: Your dad came back. Finally. But what would he do if he found out how you had been treated? That his family failed to accept your rightful place with them. Your life needed change before you were too far gone.

Words: 2,495

Warnings: language, angst, feels, suffering in silence, losing yourself, most of the Walkers are assholes (I love the actors & their characters, this is just fiction!), I’m incredibly proud of this one (pls tell me what y’all think - requests for Walker & more are open!), (Y/A) = your age, (Y/E/C) = your eye color

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You were (Y/N) Walker. Through & through. Worthy of that last name. Emily not being your biological mother should not matter, right? It was her who raised you with Cordell. It was her who tucked you in at night. It was her who was there when you woke up in the middle of the night, screaming, because nightmares invaded your peaceful slumber. It was her who you called mom. So why the hell were you different? Why were you not treated the same way Stella & Augie were?

It was not your decision to be the child of one of Cordell’s one night stands. Neither was it your decision to be abandoned by the same woman who had carried you inside of her body for nine months. And it sure as hell was not your decision to be laid at the front porch of the Walker property. A note the only explanation who you were & why you were brought here in the middle of the night. A paternity test later & it was confirmed. You were Cordell’s daughter. Not even once did Emily think any less of you. The same thing for Cordell. Because you were their daughter. Fully. You were their child, as much as Stella & August were. You cried when you received the news of your mother’s passing. Just as much as the rest of the family. Cordell’s decision to leave was just as hard for you as it was for everyone else.

Daily calls had been left unanswered. Who could you possibly talk to if not your dad? Who would listen to your complaints, your pain, your grief, if not him? The years growing up had never been easy for you, there was no denying that. Yet, the second you were left alone with Cordell’s parents & your siblings, your life turned into living hell for you. It had never been kept secret that you were not Emily’s biological child. From early on, the both of them tried to explain your situation to you so you did not feel like they were keeping important information from you. Acceptance was what you needed. But it also was what you did not get. As a kid, of course you would never mention being treated differently. After all, it was your normal. It was something you got used to. Your parents seemed oblivious to the dirty glances that your grandparents threw your way. They did not notice that they spent more time with your siblings. Growing up in such a household, where support was only partly given, changed you as you got older. You were (Y/A) years old now. Old enough that the realization had kicked in. The reason why they treated you like an outsider was simple. Because you were one. An outsider.

You could not hide the disappointment you felt towards your dad when he returned. He left you. During a time where it felt like your head was underwater. Where you felt like you were drowning. And everybody watching you did not lift a finger to help you out of the dark & endless water surrounding your weak & broken body. No. They were busy dealing with everything on their own. Leaving you out entirely. Your dad was back. Finally. And as much as you hated him for leaving, your relief was bigger than the negativity that had been eating inside of you. Again, a person you connected to on a deeper level was with you. The only soul who accepted you. As you were. No friendships ever ended working out. The relationship with the rest of your family did not need any more discussing.

All those months of you keeping to yourself did not change a single thing. Your voice had only been used when someone had explicitly directed their words at you. Why bother talking to them? The only thing you had ever received was weird look after weird look. Hell, you had months alone to grieve. The hours you had spent crying in your room, all alone in the middle of the night, had not helped dealing with your loss. It was true, you were not the only one in this family who had lost someone. The difference was that you were the only one who had been left alone. Because the moment Cordell left, your support system went with him. The one thing you had never learned was being alone & staying alive.

An unnatural feeling was inside your home the day your dad arrived here. If you took a sharp knife, you could cut the tension precisely. But Cordell tried. His efforts did not go unnoticed by you. A small smile, a simple touch. Your way of acknowledging his attempts. The change in your family was noticeable. Connecting with his parents, with Stella & Augie, was not easy. Not at all. You, on the other hand, you were a changed person entirely. Not the funny, joyful girl you had once been. More like a closed book, encrypted with a lock. The key long gone, getting rusty at the bottom of a deep, lurid river.

Conversations over dinner were held briefly. Your dad being the only one to start them by things he remembered you guys liked. The burning need inside of you to talk to him was pushed down further. The looks you would receive were not really what you anticipated. But nobody knew. The silent battle you had been fighting for the last months had been ignored. Had your dad been here, he would have noticed something was off. Right away. A look in your (Y/E/C) eyes was all it took. But that was the past. This person had died a long time ago. Worrying was all that could be done for the time being. If you were to talk, you would come to him yourself. No need for him to force you into a situation you were highly uncomfortable in.

The bags under your eyes were present. The light in your eyes completely gone. Like the last ounce of strength had been sucked out of your body. Your clothes did not fit the way they used to. Loose hoodies, even looser pants. Your form slowly disappearing. Not only feeling like you were unseen, but actually becoming invisible. There was not a single moment of the day where you were fully awake. You had not been sleeping much. Something your dad could relate to. Most nights, he spent in company with a bottle of whiskey. The only friend to numb the pain for a little while. Alcohol was not your solution. Did not mean that yours was any healthier.

It had become a routine for you. Waiting until the house was sound asleep. Your mind the only one being awake. Your thoughts the only ones running miles & miles per hour. Eventually, you always found yourself seated outside, on top of the roof. Being a bit closer to the stars aligning the night sky. Being a bit closer to her. Others might find it silly. You talking into the night, waiting for some echo of the past. Waiting for a sign that she heard you. Your complaints. Your pain. Your grief. Your love. Spending hours crying. Begging for her to make it stop. Begging for them to love you the way she used to.

The cold breeze hit your exposed skin. A sign that your body still reacted to certain things. Texas nights were chilly. A nice contrary to the heat that dragged itself through most days. A hoodie would do. Some sweatpants. But you needed the goosebumps. Needed them to remind you that you were still here. Still breathing. You owed it to your mom. To keep fighting. Because she did not have the chance to anymore. Tears were threatening to escape your glossy eyes. You would not let them fall. Deep down, you knew she would want you to be strong. Not to cry over her. Because of her. But it was so hard. Each day, the weight got heavier. Each day, you lost yourself a bit more. There was only so much a single person could take. To you, it felt like the limit was almost reached. Soon, you would overflow. Who knew what would happen if you let it get that far?

“Your mom used to love that place.” a soft but deep voice interrupted the peaceful silence that encircled your body. Looking over your shoulder to find your dad standing only mere feet away from you.

“Really?” the pain could be heard through your small voice. Broad shoulders touched yours.

“She was up here when she needed time to think.�� elbows propped up on his knees. You could brush him off. Pretending to be fine. Explaining that fresh air was all you needed. That you would head inside in a minute. Truthfully, you did not want to do any of this. The fight had been going on for too long. You were close to losing it. This was a sign that, maybe, you were not yet at the end. That, maybe, there was still enough time to get up & start anew. Talking alone felt like too much effort. It required too much strength. Strength that you did not have. Not anymore.

“Something happened to you while I was gone.” the statement left a tension between you. “I feel like I don’t even know you anymore.” his eyes took in your side profile. You did not dare to look at him. It meant risking to break into tears. The tears you had been holding in for so long.

“I don’t even know myself anymore.” as a father, hearing your child say such words, it broke his heart. Into a million pieces. The universe did not give him a break. First Emily. Now you. Yes, you were alive. But watching you disappear right in front of his eyes hurt just as much.

“Talk to me.” his words were not an order. If you wanted to, you could up & leave. Right this instant. Something told you to stay. He was here, after all. Your dad. And he cared enough to look out for you. More than the others had done these past few months.

“I always wondered if mom & you noticed.” your eyes were focused on a branch that wavered in the far distance. The leaves pushed from one side to the other, controlled by the wind. There was no interruption. If you needed to get something off your chest, then the most Cordell could do was listen. Making you feel as if you were not alone. As if he was not leaving you. Not again. Because he was not.

“Grandma & grandpa have never looked at me the way they look at Stella. At Augie. To them, I was never their grandchild. I was just there. I was never an equal. And I was fine with it, you know? Because I had mom. I had you. And that was all the support I needed. Then mom died. And you left. And suddenly, it felt like there was nobody I could talk to. Nobody who could hug me to make me feel at least a tiny bit better. They were this tight-knit group. And I was alone.” the steadiness, the monotony in your voice was scary. To you, it had been your normal for the longest time. Cordell knew that it was partly his fault. Leaving you during one of the hardest times in your life was plainly wrong. No apology could ever bring back the time you had lost.

“I’m sorry.” it was not much. Definitely not enough. Definitely not what you deserved. Yet, it was all that could be given to you in this moment. A strong, muscular arm wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you closer to his warm body. The heat of his form immediately transferring to your skin. His embrace was a safe haven. His cologne so familiar. You had missed him. So much. Only when he touched you were you overwhelmed by every single emotion you had ignored for the last couple of months. Silent tears made their way down your cheeks, leaving a salty taste at the corners of your mouth.

“It’s fine.” one thing had not changed. Always making sure that others would not worry about you. People knew you for your fierce & strong personality. It was not too late to get the old you back. With much work, much love & support, you could change for the better again.

“It’s not.” Cordell knew you were one to carry everything on your own. That trait was given to you from him. He recalled how Emily had mentioned it when you were a small child. The one thing you always did was putting others first, forgetting about yourself in the process. That was something the both of you had to work on. Something the both of you needed to improve. The start would make him talking to the rest of the family. Now that he knew about your daily struggles, he made it his job to do everything to change it. For your sake. Because that was what Emily would have wanted. It was what he wanted for you. All of your years, you had been nothing but kind & loving towards his parents, Stella & August. The kindness you shared with them was not necessary. You had been treated wrongly for years & Cordell blamed himself for being too blind to see clearly.

Again, silence enveloped you & neither of you talked. It was comforting. Him being back. Him wanting to help. He hugged you close to him. Squeezing your shoulders every now & then. A simple sign of letting you know that he was still here. With you.

“I’ll talk to them.” if it were not for the night to be so calm, you would have missed his words entirely. “I’ll make this right.” this was a silent promise. A promise that he would stay. A promise that you no longer had to keep your grief locked inside. A promise that your family would be just that. A family. A family who treated each other equally. Loved each other endlessly. Supported each other whenever it was possible. Maybe it was the scene you found yourself in. The almost black night sky, illuminated by the moon, by thousands of little stars. Showing you that there were a million small reasons for a light in a mass of darkness. Bits & pieces of hope. Maybe this was your sign. The sign you had waited for every night. The sign from your mom. Telling you that it was worth fighting for. Worth fighting for the little things. Because each of those were beautiful in their own way. Each of those deserved appreciation. Each of those could brighten up the dark life you found yourself in. And light was all you needed right now.

Published (03/26/2021) by Cathy

Tags: @fofisstilinski, @geekgirl007, @spnwoman, @acklessnackles, @the-soul-witch, @multifandomlover121, @missmaam123, @delicatecelebritiesarthairdo (thanks for your support <3/sorry if I mistakenly tagged you, please let me know if I did)

[caitlyn-winchester]

Pilot Part 1

Disclaimer link in the master list of this story

Cordell Walker x Daughter!reader

word count: 2,180

warning; character death, angst, gunshots, little fluff, comfort

masterlist 

It was a sunny afternoon, a perfect day to be riding around with the windows down jamming out to music with my mom. We were going to meet up with my dad before we headed out to deliver supplies. It was one of those days where my mom let me go with her to drop them off since there was no school. She’s always helping people which is what I admire so much about her. I would love to help people as much as she has, that's why I go with her sometimes so I can learn how to help others.

We pull up on the dirt road and see my dad’s truck approaching. My mom parks the car and gets out. “Well look at you. Did you get your guy?” she smirks at my dad.

“Do you even have to ask?” he states, taking off his hat and putting it on the hood of his truck.

“You get huffy when I don't ask” I chuckle to myself at my mom's response.

“Yeah, I got my guy.” he rolls his eyes and approaches mom more, “You heading out already?”

“Yeah I gotta pick up Geri. she’s got the supplies” she says then dad pulls her into a kiss.

“Ew! Come on guys!” I yell through the car window. “I’m right here.” They pull apart and laugh looking at my direction with their arms still wrapped around each other.

“Its love sweetie, you’ll understand when you’re married one day” mom tell me with a smile

“Which won’t be till your 40!” my dad adds in.

“Really dad” I rolled my eyes and hopped out of the car. I walked toward them crossing my arms, trying to be annoyed but fail and end up smiling. Dad laughs and pulls me into a hug.

“I’m serious Butterbean. No boys” He pulled me tighter in the hug and gave me a kiss on the top of my head. He pulled away smiling, then looked at mom and said “And you’re going to be..”

“On the approved route that you gave me.” she finishes his sentence. He nods and looks over at me again.

“And you little missy will..”

“Stay with mom and listen to her directions.” I replied.

“Okay.” Dad nodded satisfied with our answers.

“Don't worry, Ranger Walker. We’ll be fine” Mom pulled me into a side hug and I leaned my head on her shoulder. “Now get up to the house. Augies waiting on you, with your parents. It’s game night.”

“Right. Uh, how do I play that game again? Every time you tell me the rules I-I black out. And I’ll be at a loss without my usual partner” He says looking to be at the last part. I roll my eyes.

“You’ll be alright, Dad. you might lose every game because I’m usually the reason we win.” I smirk

“Oh really” he said

“Babe.” mom cut us off “just go in there, go have dinner. They're just excited to see you. You could lose every single game and it wouldn't matter”

“Why are you talking about straight to me losing?” he laughed and kissed her again

“Oh for the love of” I grumbled to myself. Jokingly of course, I'm happy that my parents love each other so much.

“Hey. Be safe.” Dad told mom once they pulled away. She nodded and dad looked over at me and said “You too Butterbean”

“Of course daddy.” I said, hugging him one more time before climbing back into the car.

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It all happened so fast. One minute mom, Geri and I were handing out supplies then the next mom was telling me to run. We kept trying to run but the person was still chasing us. I was running right beside my mom but then she told me to run in a different direction.

“What?” I said as best I could while running.

“I need you to run in that direction,” she nods her head to the left, “ and keep running until you reach your dad’s and my spot, you know where that is right?” She asks and I nod my head. “Good and no matter what happens or what you hear, do not turn around.”

“But what about you?” I ask her tears welling up in my eyes.

“Don't worry about me, just keep running alright”

I nodded my head and said “I love you mom.”

“Love you too baby, now go!” she told me but I looked at her hesitantly. “Now Y/n/n!” she yelled and started to pull out her phone.

I took off in the direction she told me to go in. I was so scared, I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest, my lungs and legs were burning, begging me to stop. I heard the faint sound of a gunshot and scream in the distance. It took everything in me to not turn around and go back to my mom but I kept running. I had to, she told me to not stop “keep going, keep going Y/N, she wouldn't want you to stop running” I kept telling myself. I'm tired, confused, scared and overwhelmed at this point. I tried to wrap my head around every scenario that could have happened a couple of minutes ago. Who got shot? Mom? Geri? Was the shot fatal? Did the shooter miss? If I go back would I have been able to save them? Tears are pressing against my eyes, I just want to go home. Adrenaline is the only thing keeping me going at this point. I don't know how long I’ve been running for but I eventually saw my parent’s the white gazebo at Lady Bird Lake.

                                »»————-　★　————-««

Emily pulled out her phone and called Cordell’s phone, she waited a couple rings before he answered.

“Emily, you alright?” he asked.

“Just had to call you. I told Y/N to go to our spot. Something's not right.” she answered sounding scared

“What do you mean?” Cordell asked, growing concerned for his wife and daughter. Emily didn't respond, Cordell can only hear her panting over the phone. “Emily. Emily.” he says trying to get a response from her. Then he could hear a gunshot and her scream over the phone. His heart dropped and he started to panic, this can't be happening. “Hey.” he said before the line disconnected. He quickly told his family that the call was work stuff. He didn't want to scare them with what he just heard on the phone. He quickly went outside and tried his wife’s phone again. All he got was voice mail. He yelled in frustration and sadness and started crying. The worst thing has happened to him, he lost his wife and possibly his daughter. His daughter! Cordell suddenly remembered that Emily said Y/N would be at their spot. He quickly pulled himself together the best he could and hopped in his truck. He started making his way to Lady Bird Lake praying to God that his daughter will be there. His heart was pounding, Cordell normally doesn't get scared a lot but in this moment he is. Pulling onto the road leading to the gazebo he sees his daughter run out of the trees and collapse. At the sight of her he feels slightly relieved, at least he didn't lose both of girls in the same night.

                                   »»————-　★　————-««

As soon as I reached the white gazebo I collapsed. I start coughing and gasping for air because my burning lungs need it. I flinched away when I felt a hand touch my shoulder, scared it might be the shooter and he might have followed me here.

“Hey, hey, Y/N/N, it's ok.” I heard dad's voice. I looked up and saw him kneeling on the ground to be at the same level as me. He opened his arms out to be and instantly jumped in them and clung for dear life. Dad instantly responded by wrapping his arms tightly around me, stroking my hair and every once and while my back. With the adrenaline worn off my emotions finally caught up with me and I finally burst. I started sobbing, my whole body shaking and I started gasping for air again. “Oh butterbean, you're ok now. It's all over. Take some deep breaths for me.” my dad said the calmest he could while repeating the soothing motions. I could tell he was trying to hide how upset he also is by the shakiness in his voice and I could feel tears drip into my hair. “Are you hurt?” He asked me gently and I shook my head in response.

“M-mom,” I was able to stutter out once calmed down enough “she told me to r-run….then there was a gunshot...I don't know if she’s-” I wasn't able to finish the sentence as I started to cry again. Dad shushed me and continued to keep telling me it's going to be ok…..I’m trying to believe him but I don't know if I can.

                                  »»————-　★　————-««

                                        Eleven Months Later………

It’s dad's homecoming night. He’s returning from an undercover case he was on, I haven't seen him in eleven months and haven't talked to him in three. August and I started living at our grandparents house and Uncle Liam moved in shortly after to help take care of us. Uncle Liam and I got closer as he became my rock during dad’s absence. The whole family and dad’s old ranger partner, now chief, are waiting outside for dad to arrive home. He’s late of course, I am not even surprised at this point, and i’m starting to think he is not even going to show up at this point.

“Let’s just go inside” I told August

“He’s coming” August responded, looking down the road hoping for dad’s truck to pull in. I rolled my eyes.

“Oh, absolutely! Neither hell or high water could keep him away.” I said sarcastically. Then a vehicle pulls up onto the road leading to the house. My heart sped up and I got excited at the sight, I was finally about to see my dad again. That excitement fell when I realized its not dad’s truck but its Stan Morrison’s.

We greeted Stan and all went inside to have dinner. I was quiet for most of the night, not that anyone really paid attention to me. There wasn't really much for me to talk about since this dinner was supposed to be for dad, which he falled to show up too completely. After dinner I just went into my room while the rest of the adults talked. I started drawing in my sketchbook, nothing too detailed I just like doodling really. Tears were pressing against my eyes, I was so excited to see him again but when didn't show up at all I was heart broken. A knock at my door made me quickly wipe my eyes. The door opened to reveal Uncle Liam, he gave me a small smile.

“How are you holding up Y/N/N?” he asked. I just shrugged my shoulders and continued to look at my doodles. “You know I need a better response than that.” He said while walking further into my room and sitting down on the edge of my bed.

“I just...miss him you know? I haven’t seen him so long. I wish he never took that stupid case.” I said.

“Your dad is saving people when he’s on a case, but I understand that you miss him….and that you're mad at him too.” he told me giving a reassuring smile

“Was it that obvious?” I laughed a little and he nodded smiling.

“Get some rest ok. You have school tomorrow.” He told me, walking towards the door but I stopped him before he could leave.

“Do you think he’s mad at me?” I asked.

“Y/N, we talked about this.” he sighed

“ I know Uncle Liam, it's just...think about it, if I went back when the gunshot went off maybe I could have saved mom?” I mumbled.

“The key word in that sentence is maybe. I told you where the wound was there was an unlikely chance you could have saved her. And if you went back there was a more likely chance you would have gotten shot too.” He reassured you.

“Don't tell me you don't think that if mom was alive, dad wouldn't have been on a case for this long” I snapped. “I should have done something! But I didn't!” I cried. Liam quickly sat on the bed next to me and pulled me into a hug.

“Listen here Y/N, you did the right thing. I know you don't think so but you did but trust me when I tell you, you did everything right. You listen to your mom’s instructions and isn't that your dad’s rule anyway? ‘Always listen to mom’?” he comforted and I nodded at his question.

“I just want him here” you sobbed.

“Me too, me too.” he agreed, rubbing your back comfortably.

PILOT PART 2 

[panic-in-the-multiverse]

･*:.｡.─_*✧.｡.:*･# ﾟ𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 ﾐ

This is a list of fandoms and characters that I write for, I might add more later or take away some, but for the moment I write for all of these

I will always write for Marvel, Superntaural and Star Wars

Requests are always open If you want to request you can either private message me or just write in my inbox

I write: teen!reader, gn!reader, platonic!reader, sister!reader, adopted!reader, brother!reader, son!reader, daughter!reader,

I also write for lgbtq+ so you can request with anything from that

I can also write romantic but I usually prefer platonic

I can write nearly everything except I do not write smut so if that’s what you want it’s better if you go somewhere else

*✧.｡.:*･# MARVEL ﾐ

— (overall all characters from marvel but below is the ones I prefer )

— avengers [ steve rogers, tony stark, clint barton, natasha romanoff, bruce banner, thor ]

— sam wilson

— bucky barnes

— baron zemo

— moon knight [ marc spector, steven grant, jake lockley, layla el-faouly, konshu ]

— kate bishop

— yelena belova

— loki

— guardians of the galaxy [ peter quill, gamora, rocket raccoon, drax, nebula, mantis, groot, yondu ]

— daredevil [ matt murdock, foggy nelson, karen page ]

— punisher [ frank castle, billy russo ]

— venom [ eddie brock, venom, anne weying ]

— miguel o’hara (spider-man 2099)

— jack russell/werewolf by night

— x-men [ logan howlett, erik lensherr, charles xaviar, deadpool, scott summers, alex summers, x-23, mystique, beast ]

— marvel cast [ all cast members from mcu ]

*✧.｡.:*･# SUPERNATURAL ﾐ

— castiel

— dean winchester

— sam winchester

— crowley

— lucifer

— jack kline

— gabriel

— the supernatural cast [ all cast members ]

*✧.｡.:*･# STAR WARS ﾐ

— prequel [ obi-wan kenobi, ahsoka tano, anakin skywalker, cody, rex, fives, fox, wolfee, waxer, boil, kit fisto, darth maul ]

— bad batch [ hunter, tech, crosshair, wrecker, omega, echo ]

— star wars rebels [ kanan, hera, sabine wren, ezra bridger, zebb ]

— reva sevander

— cassian andor

— mandalorian [ din djarin, grogu, bo katan ]

— the book of boba fett [ boba fett, fennec shand]

— sequel [ poe dameron, finn, bb-8 ]

— Pedro Pascal

— Oscar Isaac

*✧.｡.:*･# TOLKIEN ﾐ

— lord of the rings [ aragorn, legolas, faramir, meriadoc brandybuck, peregrin took, samwise gamgee, frodo baggins, boromir, gimli, elrond, gandalf ]

— hobbit [ bilbo baggins, thorin, kili, fili, bard, tauriel ]

*✧.｡.:*･# THE WALKING DEAD ﾐ

— rick grimes

— daryl dixon

— glenn rhee

— maggie rhee

— aaron

— gabriel stokes

— jesus

— mishonne

— carol peletier

— carl grimes

— judith grimes

— negan

*✧.｡.:*･# THE ROOKIE ﾐ (will come more soon)

— tim bradford

— lucy chen

— angela lopez

— wesley evers

— tamara collins

*✧.｡.:*･# CRIMINAL MINDS ﾐ

— aaron hotchner

— spencer reid

— derek morgan

— penelope garcia

— david rossi

— jennifer Jareau

— luke alvez

— emily prentiss

*✧.｡.:*･# HANNIBAL NBC ﾐ

— will graham <3

— hannibal lecter

*✧.｡.:*･# HARRY POTTER ﾐ

— golden trio era [ remus lupin, sirius black, harry potter, hermione granger, luna lovegood, fred weasley, george weasley, oliver wood, neville longbottom, draco malfoy ]

— fantastic beasts [ newt scamander, young albus dumbledore, gellert grindelwald, theseus scamander ]

*✧.｡.:*･# OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH ﾐ (will add more later)

— izzy hands <3

— jim jimenez

— edward

— frenchie

— stede

*✧.｡.:*･# SHERLOCK ﾐ (not taking requests for at the moment)

— greg lestrade

— sherlock holmes

— john watson

*✧.｡.:*･# THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY ﾐ

— diego hargreeves

— klaus hargreeves

— ben hargreeves

— viktor hargreeves

— number five

*✧.｡.:*･# HEARTSTOPPER ﾐ

— nick nelson

— charlie spring

— isaac henderson

— imogen heaney

— tao xu

— elle argent

— darcy olsson

— tara jones

*✧.｡.:*･# ARROWVERSE ﾐ

— arrow [ oliver queen, thea queen, roy harper, felicity smoak, john diggle, slade wilson ]

— flash [ barry allen, harry wells, harrison wells, HR, cisco ramon, caitlin snow, leonard snart, wally west, eddie thawne ]

— legends of tomorrow [ john constantine, sara lance, rip hunter, captain cold, nathan heywood ]

— john constantine

*✧.｡.:*･# GOTHAM ﾐ

— jim gordon

*✧.｡.:*･# THE SANDMAN ﾐ (not taking requests for at the moment)

— corinthian

— morpheus

*✧.｡.:*･# DOWNTON ABBEY ﾐ

— thomas barrow

— tom branson

— matthew crawley

— sybil crawley

-*✧.｡.:*･# DRAGON AGE ﾐ

— dragon age origin [ morrigan, alistair ]

— dragon age II [ hawke ]

— dragon age inquisition [ dorian pavus, cole, iron bull, sera, varric tethras, blackwall, vivienne, cullen rutherford, cassandra pentaghast, leliana, josephine montilyet, solas ]

*✧.｡.:*･# FATE: THE WINX SAGA ﾐ

— saul silva

— beatrix

— stella

— musa

— riven

— sky

— andreas

*✧.｡.:*･# ONCE UPON A TIME ﾐ

— killian jones

*✧.｡.:*･# PEAKY BLINDERS ﾐ

— alfie solomons

— thomas shelby

— ada thorne

— arthur shelby

— john shelby

— polly gray

— michael gray

*✧.｡.:*･# THE LAST OF US ﾐ (only platonic for now)

— Joel Miller

— Ellie Williams

— Pedro Pascal

-*✧.｡.:*･# NEW AMSTERDAM ﾐ (only platonic for now)

— Max Goodwin

*✧.｡.:*･# THE RESIDENT ﾐ (will be adding more)

— conrad hawkins

*✧.｡.:*･# WALKER ﾐ

— liam walker

— cordell walker

— stella walker

— august walker

— trey barnett

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[rustys-lodge]

Home.

Request : could you write cordell x daughter (maybe she’s the middle child or youngest) and her reaction to him coming home after the 11 months he was gone?

Warning : i don’t know ?

You stared up at the moon hanging in the sky above you as you wondered if your mom was somewhere up there watching you back.

Your stomach has been growling at you for hours now, demanding to get fed as its been almost two days since the last time you ate anything, but all you could do was growl back. You couldn’t eat. A lump had been sitting in your throat ever since you heard that he was coming back. and the fact that your dad was finally here brought as much pain to your heart as it brought relief. 

You took a deep breath in as you gathered all the strength you had left in you and walked inside, your heart missing a beat as the sight of your father. 

He rose from the table as soon as he saw you, gulping as a smile formed on his lips. he stepped away from the table, waiting for your response. He wasn’t sure whether you were happy to see him or whether you wanted to punch him somewhere.

 You didn’t know either. 

“Baby, i-”

“Oh my god, i can’t believe you finally decided to show up” Your sarcastic tone sent the whole room into an uncomfortable silence. 

Your dad coughed nervously, lowering his gaze down as he slightly shook his head. 

“You know, daddy...Every single night i lay in bed and wonder why ?” You started, slowly walking towards him. “Why did she leave ? Why did she have to be the one to leave ?” Your heart melted at the tears shining in your father’s desolate eyes. But you were too angry to shut up. Too vengeful to let him get away with hurting you. “Why did it have to be her, and not you ?” 

“That’s enough” Your grandfather suddenly barked, breaking the stare you and your father were having. You glanced around the dinner table. Everyone was looking down. They chose to turn a blind eye..But you coudln’t, could you ?

“Why, grandpa ? He chose to leave...She didn’t” You spat out, about to brush past him and leave when he grabbed your arm, forcing you back to standing in front of him. 

“Let go of m-”

“I’m sorry” Walked leaned down “I am” he plastered his eyes back on yours. 

You breathed heavily as your vision went blurry, tears were welling up your eyes. 

“I said let go of me” You breathed out, sniffing a sob back in as tears threatened to spill out.

You examined your father’s features. 

He looked like a beautiful flower that wilted out of pure hurt, like a star that lost its valuable feature; it’s sparkle.

“I’m sorry, baby” The ranger slwoly wrapped his arm around your shoulder, as if to ask for your permission before he pullined you into his chest.

You dropped your shoulders down, taking a quiet deep breath in as a feeling of safety bolted its way around your body, the urge of hugging him back eating at you.

“We m-missed y-you” 

You heard him whisper “I’m here now” But that wasn’t enough. How could it be ? He left you. He didn’t text you for months. He disappeared. He fucking left you.

Disgust rushed over you as you pressed your hands against his chest to pull away from him. But you only made him tighten his hold on you. 

“I’m here now...Just let me in” Your father whispered in your ear, causing you to burst into tears.. “I’m so sorry, kid...i am” 

“I m-m-missed you and i called and c-and you wouldn’t answer and i ca-alcalled again and-” You mumbled incoherently through sobs as a waterfall of tears stained walker’s t-shirt. 

“I’m sorry...I’m sorry” Your father rocked you slightly, gently rubbing your back. 

You wrapped your arms around him, bracing him tighter. You were pretty sure you were crushing his guts at this point but it didn’t matter. You felt safe again. 

Your dad was home.

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Anon, what do you think ? I hope it’s close to what you imagined. Enjoy ❤❤❤🌹🌹🌹

[holylulusworld]

Her substitute (5) - Baby Girl

Summary: Once you were her best friend. Now her widower seeks shelter in your arms.

Square Filled: Free Space for @walker-bingo​​​

Ship: Cordell Walker x fem!Reader, Cordell Walker x Emily Walker (widowed)

Characters: Bonham Walker, Stella Walker, August Walker, Abeline Walker

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: angst, language, mentions of loss of a loved one, remorse, idiots in love, smut, unprotected sex, possessive Walker, creampie, marking kink, marking, fluff

Word Count: 1,7 k

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Divider by @firefly-graphics​​

<< Part 4

“...and even now, I think about him and his fucking hands.”

“Baby Girl,” pinned to the wall right next to the entrance of his house you ask yourself if it was the right decision to cave in once again. “Fuck, I’ve missed you so much, missed this pussy.”

“Cord,” while Cordell grips your ass tighter to pump up into you like a madman, you try to hold tight onto his shoulders. “Maybe we should go to the bedroom. What if someone sees us?”

“The kids are at my parent’s place,” he buries his face in your neck, groans deeply when you wrap your legs tighter around his waistline. “No one is going to disturb me while I destroy this cunt.”

“That’s not funny,” you pant, laughing when Cordell lifts his head to meet your eyes. “I don’t want anyone to see me—I mean, my naked ass.”

“Don’t worry, Y/N,” capturing your lips in a heated kiss Cordell takes your breath away. “No one is going to see you like this but me. No one.” He emphases his words with a particularly hard thrust. “But I can pin you to my bed later if you want me to.”

“Self-confident much, Mr. Walker,” you grin up at Cordell. “What if I will go after you made me cum?” he growls at your words, pushing even harder into you. He rocks your body, forces you to wrap your arms around his neck to hold tight onto him. 

“I will use my handcuffs and keep you locked away in my bedroom. No more New York, no more leaving me,” he captures your lips in a hasty kiss, breathes praises and your name against your lips. “Baby girl,” he says breathlessly, “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed your stubborn ass too,” he grabs your ass harder, holds you against the wall with all his strength. The muscles in his arms strain and fuck, the veins in his neck pop out, “and your dick.”

“Fuck, Cordell!” you whimper with every harsh thrust. “What has gotten into you?” round two at the bedroom is much rougher than before.

Your hands restrained to his headboard with his handcuffs, legs over his shoulders, and your ass in a tight grip he pumps into you.

“Look at you, all spread out for me,” he slams into you, mercilessly jerking his hips into yours. “You��ll never take another cock. I’m the only man you can fuck.”

“If you keep on going like that, you’ll destroy my pussy,” tugging at the handcuffs holding you to the headboard you groan. “I will have bruises when you are done.”

“I’ll mark this body with my cock, hands, and teeth. You will wear my marks with pride and tell everyone it was me fucking you good,” Cordell squeezes your ass tightly. He smirks darkly, knowing you are close to falling apart. “I want you to cum all over me.”

“I-I’m on it,” sweat runs down your body, your muscles ache, and to be honest, you feel like you ran a marathon. “After that round, I need a break.”

“Aw, is my baby girl tired?” the sound of your slicked cunt taking his cock in fills the room and you pray, no one can hear your desperate wails when he tilts his hips to brush over your g-spot. “You are meant to take my dick. I will never not fill this cunt.”

“I—” a strangled cry is all you give Cordell in return when your cunt tightens around his length. His balls tighten and you can feel his cum shoot into your abused sex. He groans your name, hips jerking uncontrollably to pump every droplet into you. “Fuck, did you forget a condom?”

“No—” he drops your legs to cover your body, lips claiming yours in a dirty kiss. “I’ll cum inside of you anytime I want to from now on. You’re my girl.”

“You made a mess,” sighing you look down your body. “I’m sweaty, sore and now my thighs and pussy are sticky too.”

“Felt so good,” Cordell buries his face in your neck, kissing your skin softly. “I’ve missed this, missed you. I’ll never let you go again.”

“Do you want to keep me here, restrained to your bed?” you challenge. “I’m not against having you on top of me, but you’re heavy and I need a shower.”

“Just a minute,” he opens the handcuffs, thumbs gently caressing your wrists. “How about we stay like this a few more minutes and I’ll clean you in the bathtub.”

“I thought—” you close your eyes when Cordell wraps his arms around your weak body. “Okay.” You don’t say what’s on your mind. 

“I know you believed I want you to go now, Y/N,” kissing your neck again Cordell sighs. “I’m sorry, baby girl. I was a fool for letting you go. I should’ve begged you to stay with me. It’s just, I felt like the worst person ever for seducing my wife’s best friend.”

“Can we have that shower now?” you sniffle, hiding you felt guilty every time you had sex with Cordell.

“Just one more minute, Y/N,” he whispers against your skin. “Let me hold you for a while. I need this, need you.”

“That’s a great bathtub,” you stretch your legs, smirking when Cordell runs his large hands over your breasts. “No touching, Sir.”

“Hey, that’s my bathtub, lady. You jumped into my bathtub and settled between my legs. Now your back is pressed against my chest and your ass rubs against my dick. If I share my water with you, I want to touch your tits.”

“Jesus don’t tell me you are hard again,” leaning back against his chest you sigh. “I can’t go again. I will be sore as hell, Cordell.”

He slowly runs a loofah over your skin, wondering if he should tell you what weighs heavy on his heart. “Baby—no Y/N,” he clears his throat. “I wanted to tell you. No, I must tell you that you mean the world to me.”

“That was cheesy, Mr. Walker,” you close your eyes to relax in Cordell’s arms. “Maybe I like you too.”

“You’re a brat only to be a brat,” he grumbles behind you. “I—fuck, baby girl. This is hard. No, it’s easy but I’m awful at talking about feelings. You know I loved Emily with all my heart, and a part of my heart will always belong to her, but if you want to have the rest of my heart it’s yours.” 

“Dude,” turning around in his embrace you lie on his chest. You grin up at Cordell, searching his face while you try to tame your wildly beating heart. “Did your dad write a speech for you?”

His cheeks turn pink, and you know, Bonham did write a speech for his son.

“What I tried to tell you is,” he hesitates, simply looks down at you on his chest. “I love you, baby girl.”

“I love you too, big dummy,” pressing your forehead into his shoulder you sigh. “But I can’t do this anymore. If you want to use my body and roll off seconds later to leave me alone in my cold bed, I’m out.”

“This is over, Y/N,” he whispers, ashamed he treated you badly. “Emily would be ashamed I treated her best friend as a warm body I can use to feel better. I promise to be a good partner, boyfriend, and lover from now on.”

“Y/N,” Stella grasps for your hand to drag you toward her grandparents’ house. “So, will you stay or go back to New York? Did dad apologize? Do you still like him? Wait, he held a speech right?”

“Stella, let the poor girl breathe,” Bonham chuckles. His eyes drift toward his son awkwardly stand behind you and his daughter. “Did you hold a speech, son?”

“He did the whole thing, Bonham. Next time, add roses and sweets,” you give Bonham a wink. “Now, what do we eat tonight?”

“I know what I’d like to eat,” Cordell whispers, eyes drifting toward you. 

“What did you say, Cordell?” Abeline asks, searching her son’s face. “We are having your favorite. Come in and help me prepare the dishes…”

“I have to announce something,” Cordell suddenly gets up from his chair to look around the table. “I’m glad everyone is here tonight. Firstly, I need to make sure you all know I will always love Emily, my wife,” he looks at his parents, nodding at his father, “and the mother of my children,” his eyes drift toward Stella and August. He sniffs, wiping his nose with the sleeve of his shirt.

“Dad, what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Stella asks, watching you squirm on your seat. “Please stop making me nervous.”

“I—you see,” your partner grasps for your hand to squeeze it tightly. “I love Y/N,” he finally brings out. “I know this is sudden but, I want everyone to know she’s the woman I want in my life.”

“Cordell, son,” Bonham smirks, “we already knew you are in love with Y/N. Watching you pine over your partner was tragic and painful. I’m glad you manned up.”

“When will she move in with us?” Stella blurs out, looking at you. “Right! You will move in! We can have girls nights and talk trash about dad and boys. Oh, we can paint our nails pink.”

“Stella, calm down,” August snickers. “I’m sure Y/N will move in when she’s ready.” Cordell quirks a brow, wondering when his son became a man. “Now let’s have dessert.”

“No, I want to know when Y/N moves in! Her apartment is small, and she can sleep in dad’s bedroom every night if she moves in. I mean, there will be adult noises and I do not like imaging my dad—” shuddering Stella looks at you, giving you puppy dog eyes. “Please…”

“Y/N, would you give me the honor and move in with me and my demanding daughter? August is easy to handle and you’ll barely recognize he’s around,” Cordell smirks when you nod silently. “See, it’s settled. Now let’s eat…”

Three months later you moved in with Cordell and his family. Giving your best friend’s husband and his family new hope and someone to lean on.

…and you gave yourself a loving boyfriend and two wonderful children you will love to raise with Cordell…

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[let-me-luve-you]

Winter Storm

Jared Padalecki x Reader

Summary: You play Cordell Walker’s daughter on the new show Walker. Jared takes you under his wing. What happens when a winter storm hits all of Texas.

Warnings: Mentions of a rough upbringing, Texas winter storm, power outage, water problems, some angst, scary weather, fluff, protective Jared, maybe a cuss word somewhere

A/N: As a Texan, this past week has been scary. I have been extremely blessed to not have the problems that a lot are. I was lucky and did not lose power and did not have any pipes burst. This idea came to me after seeing that Jared and Gen were helping others while dealing with their own problems at their house. 

HERE ARE SOME LINKS TO HELP OUT IF YOU ARE ABLE TO. 

KICK THE COLD - AUSTIN MUTUAL AID

GENESIS WOMEN’S SHELTER & SUPPORT

FEEDING TEXAS

LIST OF ORGANIZATIONS SEEKING DONATIONS IN DALLAS AREA

THE WAY HOME

You do not have to donate to any of these organizations, but if you feel the need to help, here are a few links. ^^^^ There are plenty more out there if you don’t want to donate to these links. 

MASTERLIST   BUY ME A COFFEE

Winter weather will be hitting Texas this weekend. You can expect lots of snow and ice. It is best to prepare for possible power outages and water being turned off. That is worst case scenario, but be prepared as Sunday will be a cold one.

You panicked. Growing up in North Texas you never had to deal with severe winter weather. You were used to dealing with tornados. But the way they were talking on the news, this weekend was going to be bad.

Thankfully you had the day off and were able to go to the store. You grabbed a case of water and food that you could prepare and food that didn’t have to be cooked to eat. You were still getting used to the adult life as an 18 year old, but since you had been taking care of yourself the last few years, you learned a thing or two in the kitchen. You made sure to grab some snacks as well since they didn’t have to be cooked or stored in the fridge either.

As you pulled up to your apartment building, you got a call from the lead and producer of the show you were on. You still weren’t sure how you managed to land the role of Stella in the new show Walker, but you were grateful. You put the car in park and grabbed your phone.

“Hey Jare.” You said. Jared was the older brother you always wanted, even though he plays your dad and he has moments where he acts like your dad. You didn’t have a great life growing up and to have a male figure in your life to help you in anyway, made you happy. Same thing with Gen.

“Hey Y/N/N. How’re you doing?” He asked.

“I’m doing good. Just got back from the store. Am I needed on set?” You asked in a panic thinking you missed something.

“No, no you’re not needed. Just wanted to call and tell you we are not filming Monday or Tuesday next week. And depending on the weather and roads, we may cancel Wednesday as well.” He informed you.

“Oh. Is it because of the storm?” You asked.

“Yeah. We aren’t sure how bad it’ll be, but we are hoping we are just being over cautious.” He said. “You said you went to the store?”

“Yeah. I just wanted to get something’s so I won’t have to get out. And I got some stuff. I won’t need to cook in case we lose power. Also filled up with gas in case I lose heat and need to warm up some.” You told him.

“Come stay with us. We have plenty of room and we have a fireplace. We just restocked our firewood supply. I don’t want to be worrying about you all weekend.” He said.

“I’ll be okay. Really. Thank you for the offer though.” You said nicely. You really did mean it. You were used to taking care of yourself that when people did want to help you, you appreciated them.

“Well. I have my truck if I need to come get you. If you change your mind, come over. The kids would love to see you.” He said. You heard Gen agree with him in the background. “And Gen would too.”

“Well after the storm, I’ll come over for dinner to see everyone. And I’ll even come another night to babysit so you and Gen can go on a date.” You said with a laugh once you heard Gen immediately laugh.

“Gen says you don’t have to, but I will take you up on both offers.” Jared told you. “Okay. Well stay in touch. They say it’ll start sometime tomorrow night.”

“Y’all stay safe and stay in touch too.” You said. “Bye Jare.”

“Bye Y/N/N.” He said before hanging up. You put your phone back into your pocket before lugging all of the groceries into your apartment. You put everything away before going to change out of your winter clothes.

After changing into some PJs to be comfortable. You decided to meal prep some so you wouldn’t have to worry about it later. And if the weather isn’t as bad as they think it’ll be, you can just eat them throughout the week.

Sunday morning, you woke up and looked outside. All you could see was white fluffiness. You smiled as the world looked at peace. You loved snow. You always thought it brought beauty to the world.

When you walked back to your phone where it laid on its charger, you saw a couple of texts from Jared and Gen. Both had sent you photos of Tom, Shep, and Odette playing the in the snow. Then you saw Jared’s text about possible rolling power outages.

You picked up the phone and called Jared and before he could even say hello, you asked, “What does that mean? Your text... I don’t understand it.”

“It means they’ll shut the power off for an hour to three hours to preserve energy.” Jared said.

“Oh.” You said.

“Yeah, so if the power goes out, don’t worry, it should come back on.” He reassured you.

“Okay. Thank you for letting me know.” You replied.

“Of course. How are you doing anyways?” He asked.

“Good. Just woke up. Felt good to sleep in. I’m probably about to start warming up my lunch.” You informed him. “How are y’all handling it over there? I saw the pics you and Gen sent. The kids look like they’re having a blast.”

“We’re doing good. The kids are definitely loving the snow. I did have to help Gen gather the chickens this morning which wasn’t fun.” He said with a laugh.

“Oh gosh. Yeah chasing chickens isn’t fun. Are they okay? I didn’t even think about y’all’s animals?”

“They’re all in the barn with heat lamps. Thankfully the barn is powered by solar so we don’t have to worry too much if the power goes out since we have a lot of energy stored up.” He said.

“Good that’s good. Well I’ll let you get back to doing whatever you were doing. Thanks again for letting me know.”

“Anytime. If you need something, holler. Okay?” He asked.

“I will. Bye.” You said. You heard his farewell as you went to hang up the phone. After preheating the oven, you took the lasagna and boxed garlic bread out of the freezer. You figured, while the power was still on, you could cook the one meal you prepped that couldn’t be eaten cold until you cooked it and it was leftovers.

An hour later, you sat at the counter charging your phone and iPad while you ate. When you went to take another bite, the power cut off.

“Great.” You whispered. You knew it was only going to be for a few hours, but you were a little aggravated by the inconvenience. You stood up and went and put on thicker sweatpants and your socks. When you made it back to your phone to text Jared that your power went out, you saw you barely had any service. That concerned you in case you needed to make a call for an emergency.

Power just went out. Hopefully y’all didn’t lose power. I’ll let you know when it’s back on. Sent 1:23 pm

You continued to eat as you awaited a response. Shrugging when you finished your meal and put the dirty dish in the sink, you moved to the living room to read a book you started the night before.

Hours later, you still had no power and you still hadn’t heard from Jared or Gen. You had checked social media, but neither had posted anything. You decided to scroll through Twitter and saw the horrors of people’s pipes bursting and roofs caving in flooding their homes.

Seeing people in Austin posting that, you decided to grab a tote to store your valuables in. Sadly, it wasn’t a lot, but the idea of losing what little you had that meant something to you scared you.

You needed to go to your car to charge your phone and warm up some, so you decided to store your valuables in the trunk. Thankfully you had a covered parking space that was right in front of your apartment. When you put the tote in the trunk, you checked to make sure the tail pipe was clear of snow before you started the car.

After spending an hour in the car, you decided it was time for bed. Grabbing every piece of blankets you had, you cuddled up in Jared’s hoody that you stole from him when you filmed episode 2 of Walker and all the blankets. You even had on two pairs of socks on since you got cold earlier.

The next morning, you checked to see your phone still had more than half its battery life left. But what shocked you was still no response from Jared. You got on Instagram and saw that Gen had posted a boomerang of him with his socks on as gloves, but neither had checked in with you.

You were kind of upset by this. You knew they didn’t owe you anything, but it still hurt. Going to the kitchen, you saw it was flooded.

“Oh no. Oh no. Nonononono.” You panicked. You ran to the bathroom and grabbed all the towels you owned and rushed back to the kitchen. You threw them down to try and absorb as much water as possible. You opened the cabinet and saw the pipe that had burst. You grabbed your phone and called the landlord.

“Hey Craig. I had a pipe burst this morning.” You said when he answered.

“Can’t do much with the weather like this.” He said not really caring.

“Can you turn the water off or something? Or tell me where it is and I’ll do it.” You said getting angry.

“Can’t do that either. If I do that, your neighbors lose their water too.” He said.

“Well what am I supposed to do. Just sit in water all day?” You asked with an annoyed tone.

“City’s running out of water anyway so they may shut it off. So won’t be long before it stops.” He said. You got so mad that you hung up. He was useless.

After 3 hours, all of your towels were soaked and you started using some of your clothes to help absorb what the towels couldn’t. You had tried calling Jared to see if he knew what to do but it went straight to voicemail. Same with Gen.

After using most of your clothes to stop the water, you decided to pack a bag in case you had to leave. Plus it would let you know what you could use to absorb the water that still remains. Thankfully your landlord had turned the water off after multiple people called about pipes bursting. All you had to do was finish cleaning up the mess.

Two days later, you were sitting in your car, about to go back into your apartment when you got a call from Gen.

“Y/N. Oh my gosh it’s so good to hear from you. We haven’t had service, plus we lost power and had a few pipes burst. Are you okay?” She asked worriedly.

“I’m okay. Sitting in my car right now so I could charge my phone and warm up a bit.” You told her.

“You don’t have power still?” She asked.

“Nope. And I also had a pipe burst. But I cleaned it up and nothing was damaged. Did you have any damage done? Is everyone okay?” You asked concerned.

“Yeah. We are fine. And just minimal floor damage.” She told you. “Jared is cleaning that mess up while I’m going to the store. Do you need anything? We have some of our neighbors over trying to stay warm and I’m grabbing them stuff too. So I don’t mind getting you anything.”

“I’m okay. I have plenty.” You said. You wanted heat. You wanted to sleep without having to wear five layers, but you refused to ask.

“Well if you do need something, text or call. Hopefully we get service back.” She said.

“I will. Thanks Gen.” you said as you hung up. Ten minutes later you got a call from Jared.

“Pack a bag and bring some blankets.” He said before you could even greet him.

“What?” You asked genuinely confused.

“I said, pack a bag and bring some blankets. Also if you want to bring any food you don’t want to go to waste or if you have water, bring that too. I’ll come in and help you carry.” He said.

“Wh-wait.. what is happening?” You asked.

“I’m coming to get you and you are going to stay with us for a couple of days. I just got off the phone with Gen and she said you had a pipe burst and you don’t have heat. So you are going to come stay with us until your power is back on and the pipe is fixed.” He said. “I’m pulling up. I’ll be inside in a second.” He hung up before you could say anything.

You went and unlocked the door before moving to your room. You grabbed your big suitcase and packed what few pair of pants you had, a weeks worth of underwear, two weeks worth of socks since you hated having cold feet, and the remaining three sweaters and seven shirts you had. It barely filled your suitcase so you decided to throw in a couple of hoodies as well.

“That all your packing?” Jared asked concerned. No one knew how long this was going to last.

“It’s all I got clean.” You answered honestly.

“No way.” He said in disbelief. You shrugged and told him to follow you as you walked into the kitchen. He saw the pile of clothes and towels on the ground. “Oh Y/N. I’m sorry this happened to you.”

“Happened to you too.” You said before moving back to your room. You grabbed a blanket and started to fold it, starting a pile you were taking with you to the Padalecki’s. Once you finished that, you grabbed your pillow too.

“Want any books or anything? You have room in your suitcase.” Jared said as he pointed to it. You shrugged and grabbed a few books you had been wanting to read. After throwing them into the suitcase, you ran to the living room to grab your iPad and chargers.

“We can charge them in the cars if we need to.” Jared said when you thought about not putting them in your bag. You nodded before throwing them in and zipping it up. “This ready to go to the truck?” You nodded once again before he grabbed the suitcase handle and stack of blankets and your pillow with ease. “Go figure out food and I’ll come back to help.”

Once in the kitchen, you grabbed the full water case you had bought a few days before and the almost empty one that you had already opened. You then moved to the fridge to grab the few casserole dishes you had left to eat. You grabbed your travel food carrier and put the casseroles in first before the almost empty case of water in after it. You saw Jared walking back in and asked,

“Is there any food of mine you want? I’ve got everything packed that will definitely go bad before I get back. The rest has already gone bad.” You said while looking at Jared who was looking through your cabinets. He found your snack one and grabbed a few things and shoved them in your carrier.

“That’s all I want.” He smirked. “Ready to go? We can come back in a couple of days if we need to.”

“Ready.” You walked to his truck and he helped you load the water and carrier. As you got into the passenger seat and started to buckle, you said, “thanks for coming to get me and letting me stay with you.”

“Anything for family.” He said smiling at you before driving carefully back to his house.

“But we aren’t family?” You said more as a question.

“You’re my tv daughter, so technically we are.” He said with a laugh. “But in all seriousness, I do see you as family. Me and you have gotten close over these past few months. I can see you as a daughter and I can see you as a little sister.” You could hear the sincerity in his voice.

“Really?” You asked. He nodded his head. “It means a lot to hear you say that. I see you as a big brother.”

“Good.” You saw him smile. “That means you can ask me for anything or do anything and I’ll be there for you. Sorry I didn’t come get you sooner. I thought about it.”

“It’s okay. I tried calling but could never get through. It happens. I’m just glad nothing more serious happened. I’m glad we are all safe.” You said honestly.

“And we are about to get you warm. We have the fire going in the living room and in mine and Gen’s room. Kids have been sleeping with us or on the floor in our room. You’re welcome to make a pallet in front of the fire and crash there.” He said as he pulled into his driveway.

“Sleeping in front of a warm fire sounds lovely right now. Thank you.” You leaned over and gave him a big hug. “I love you Jare.” You said before pulling back to kiss his cheek.

“Love you too y/n/n.” He smiled at you. “Now let’s go take all this in and get you warmed up.”

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[yoongs-yoongi]

Let’s Pretend: Two

Yoongi X Reader

Contains: Slight Angst, Comedy, Eventual Smut

Warnings: Implied Parental Bullying, Bullying

Word Count: 2,817

A/N: The next few chapters will be longer, I promise. I only wanted to establish a few things before getting down to the nitty-gritty. Enjoy

|One| Two |Three|

“Impressive old man, you still have some juice left in you.” Cordell laughed wiping the sweat from his face. We’ve just finished a great morning run and we’re walking back to the house as our cool down. I usually run with Namjoon, but he had other plans this morning. So I asked Cordell if he would mind accompany me. He said he wouldn’t mind at all. There was an old walking trail behind the house that I run every morning. It starts at our big Oak Tree and continues on all over the property. I teased him the whole walk to the tree about how I’d go easy on. The second we got to our starting mark Cordell left me in his dust. “I haven’t run that much since my high school track team.” He threw his towel over his shoulder.

“You ran?”

“Did I? I was the MVP on my team. Cordell “Road Runner” Louis was what they use to call me.” “Wow. Maybe you can give me some of your tips?” I asked. He opened the back door for me. “I would be delighted to. First Tip, breathe through your nose. You wind yourself faster breathing through your mouth and end up look like a panting dog.” I laughed walking through the door. “That explains a lo-mom? What are you doing home?” My mother heads eyes widened at the sight of me. “Button, what are you doing home? I thought you had class this morning?” She was sitting at the kitchen table with three other women be around her. A tea kettle whistle on the stove. “I’ll get that for you madam.” Cordell ran over to it. “It’s Thursday, no class remember.” “Oh yes, right. I still thought you’d be there studying.” I rolled my eyes, “I was going after my run with Cordell.” “I’m sorry, what’s his name?” Mom raised her eyebrow at me. “Cordell.” I defied her. “It’s Louis, madam.” He came over to the table to pour them all a cup of tea. “I am your butler and you will address me as such.” He repeated the stupid rule to me she made him enforce when she couldn’t get me to call him by his last name herself. I didn’t follow it then and I will not follow it now. “No your name is Cordell, and you’re more to me than my butler. You're my friend.” He shook his head at me for not to press. The three women snickered. “Tara you actually allow your daughter to be friends with the help?” Cordell paused for a second at the hurtful remark against him and then continued to service them. “The smelly help at that.” Another covered her nose. Cordell sat the kettle down, “I apologize madams. I shall freshen up at once.” “No, please rest. You just finished running.” A unison of scoffs sounded from all of them but my mother. Her mouth remained closed in a twisted snare. “He will not. Cordell, go up to your room and bathe. I will not have you dripping your sweat on my guest.” “Yes ma’am, excuse me, ladies.” Cordell faced me, “Madam.” He took off, “Cordell wait!” I ran off behind him. “Honestly, Tara,” the only lady that hadn’t said anything spoke up. “If this is how your daughter is going to act I don’t think I want her marrying my Markus.”

My feet stopped involuntarily, I almost fell. I snatched my head back toward my mother and her bitchy friends. “Excuse me? What did she just say?” “Button...” “Don’t Button me.” I spat. “What did she just say?” I walked slowly back over to them. The lady faced me with her expressionless face from Botox. “I said If this is how you behave, you know being friends with the unimportant and caring for their feelings,” she waves in the direction Cordell just went in, “then  I don’t want you marrying my son.” I couldn’t process her words, how’d we get here? Did I miss something? “Your son? Mom, what is she talking about? Who is your son?” I looked back and forth between the two.  My brain was running a million miles. The lady turned to my mother, “You haven’t told her? Come now, Tara.” “I wanted them to meet before telling her everything, Karen.” Mom glared at the Karen lady. “What a more perfect time than now.” Karen smiled at me. “Tell me what?” Mom sighed, “Come next November, you will be Mrs. Markus Tuan.”

My door swung open at Yoongi’s necessary force. A good thing too, I was out of it for so long I almost burned off a piece of the motherboard I was soldering. I work part-time as the other half of a two-person cleaning crew at a private medical facility. The times I’m not working there I’m working right from home fixing people’s laptops and phones.

“Can’t you knock?” I scoffed. Yoongi stared at me with a straight face. “Don’t even,” he closed the door behind him. “Are we going to talk about this?” He asked. “No cause there’s nothing to talk about it,” I said, screwing in the motherboard. No harm came to it. “Let’s not turn this into some episode of Full House where something is bothering one of the characters and they lie by saying, “there’s nothing to talk about,” when we all know there is. I, your best friend, just found out your dead mother is actually alive, seems like something to talk about to me.” “Where’s everyone? It sounds pretty quiet in here.” “I made them leave so we could talk.” “Did Kookie and Tae eat all the meat?” “I don’t know. Why is that important right now?” I placed one of my customer’s laptops back on the shelf with the other finished ones. I grabbed my dinner plate off the dresser next to it. I came back to my room to finish my dinner after the whole incident in the kitchen. Once I was done eating I finished up a repair I got in yesterday. “I want more, Jungkook was right that meat really was good. I should cook it like that more often, huh?” I walked out of my room. Yoongi was so hot on my tail I just knew at any moment he’d step on my heel. Luckily he didn’t. I took the lid off the pot, “It’s about gone! Those pigs. I knew I should have put some up.” “Y/N forget about the meat and talk to me!” I turned my back grabbing a spoon to scoop what little was left in the pan. Yoongi got so fed up he pushed the pan off its island and onto the floor. “Fine, you don’t want to talk to me? Don’t! Enjoy your precious meat!” I will. He’s insane if he thinks I won’t pick this food off the floor and still eat it. Yoongi was so mad at me he didn't speak to me for the rest of the night, he didn’t even stick his head in my room to say goodnight like he usually does before going back to bed.

The next day I guess he had a change of heart. I was picking my little sister, Micah, up from dance practice like I do every Tuesday and I got a text from Yoongi. I was in the waiting room with the other parents when my phone tinged.

 [ Rosemary’s Baby] I get it Y/N. Obviously discussing your mother is a touchy subject and you aren’t ready to talk about her. I get it. So please take all the time you need.

 [Me] Thanks

 [Rosemary’s Baby] No Problem

 [ Rosemary’s Baby] All I’m saying is things like this take time, so take all the time you need. I’m here for you when you’re ready to talk.

 [Me]Nice to know.

 [ Rosemary’s Baby] Fuck this nice shit!

 [Rosemary’s Baby] Tell me what the fuck is going on you bag of dicks

 [Me] I like nice Yoongi better

 [ Rosemary’s Baby] He’s dead

 [Me] How sad. He was so young.

 [Rosemary’s Baby] : Y/n!!!!

 [Me]: Can we have tacos for dinner tonight?

He didn’t text back. Good, I didn’t have time for Yoongi right now. I needed to speak with the person I knew was responsible for causing all of this. My father. I arrived at my dad’s place to find him cutting the grass one last time before all of it completely died for the fall. Daddy!” Micah screamed as she jumped out of my car. “Hey, angel!” He turned the lawn mower off and scooped her up in his arms. I chuckled walking up the driveway, carrying Micah’s book a lunch bag. “Daddy look my tooth fell out today?” Micah opened her mouth to show her missing baby tooth at the bottom. “Look at that. You know what that means right?” “Yeah, I get my big girl teeth!” “And it means you get a visit from the tooth fairy tonight!” Dad exclaimed. “Really?” She jumped around in his arms. “Yup, and he’s going to bring you lots of money! But only if you put your tooth under your pillow, where is it?” “Right here,” I said, going through her book bag.  I felt around for the giant fake tooth, “Here you go.” I handed to her. “Thank you Y/N!” Micah motioned for me to get down. I got down on my knee so I was about her height. She gave me a small peck on my cheek before prancing off into the house. Dad came over and gave me a kiss on the head, we exchanged quiet heys. “She’s extra hype today. You didn’t by chance take her for ice cream after dance practice did you, I mean it would explain why you two are an hour late.” He sat down on the porch steps. I took the spot beside him. “I might have.” He hung his head low, “Noooo. She’ll be bouncing off the walls for hours.”

“Consider it your punishment.” “Punishment for what?” He drank from his water bottle. “I got a letter from mom and I know you had something to do with it, please don’t  deny it.” A small part of me hoped he would. “I’m not gonna deny it.”He took another swig. I put my head in between my legs, groaning.

“Look I know you're upset-“ “Upset? We’re way past upset, I’m livid! When did you regain contact with her?” “We never lost it Y/N.” He sighed. “What!” I jumped up. He stood up and grabbed the lawn mower. I walked beside him as he pushed it back to the shed. “We have a child together Y/N, I can’t completely cut her out of my life. Like you.”

I gawked at him, I’ve never thought to swear or called my dad out of his name but today might be the day. “Well, I guess I didn’t really remove her from my life entirely since you’ve been communicating with her all these years then, huh? And really, you have a child together? Dad please, I’m an adult over the age of 18.  You and mom- “Are still your parents at the end of the day no matter your age. I wouldn’t be setting the best example for you if I completely cut your mother out of my life.” He slightly struggled to get the lawn mower up the steep ramp he built. I held the shed door wider for him to ease his struggle although it would be tempting to slam it shut. I’m very angry with him. I’ve never been this mad with my dad in my entire life. “That woman cares for no one's well being but her own, if she cared so much about me she wouldn’t have made my life growing up a living hell. She wouldn’t have to try to marry me off to some stranger or she wouldn’t have bribed a judge to get full custody me. You remember? You got one lousy hour with me, and that was still too much for her.” “I remember Y/N.” He said voice strained as he pushed the power tool. “Then why would you tell her where I am? Why give her what she wants, knowing she wouldn’t do it for you?  He finally got the lawnmower to go in. He grabbed the door from me and closed it. “She’s always known where you’ve been Y/N. Your mother called me an hour after you arrived at our old house back in (whatever your hometown is). Before she asked about you she gave a dry congratulations on me marrying your step-mother earlier that week. Her exact words were, “Congrats, I hope you’ve grown up to be a real man and treat her better than you treated me.” I asked her what she wanted, she asked were you with me. I said yes.” I sighed heavily turning my head the other way. “I denied her request “ he grabbed my cheek to make me look at him, “for me to bring you back. She snuck some snarky comment in about me being too busy trying to start a new family and said she’d have your butler come and get you. At that point I completely lost it, I told her to get over herself and not to contact you or me unless it was important. Baby, I am not communicating with your mother like that. She has my number an I have hers, it’s only in case something happens and something did. Your mother is really sick.” “...With what?” “I can’t tell you, she wants to be the one who tells you. Make sure you overpack, you never know how long you might have to stay. “What you're making me go?” He shook his head, “No you’re an adult, I can’t make you do anything you don’t wanna do. What I can do is expect you to make the right decision.” Dad patted my shoulder and walked past me.

“Daddddddd,” I stomped.

A car door slammed shut, I turned to see Laurie getting out the car with bags of takeout in her hand. “What are you doing home so early? I thought you wouldn’t be home for hours?” Dad went over to take some of the food from her. “Everything went faster than we expected so our boss let us our early.” She gave my dad a kiss.

“Great, cause Micah is on a sugar high.” Dad nodded at me. I smacked his arm, “She’ll crash soon. It was only a small chocolate cone. Hey Laurie.” I embraced her into a hug.

“Hi, baby! Are you staying for dinner?”

“No, I just came to drop Micah off and to speak with dad.” She made an ‘O’ face, “You told her about her mom?” “No, she got the letter,” Dad said.

“Time out, Laurie you knew?” She cheekily smiled, “Guilty. I’m sorry love.” I couldn’t be mad at her, it wasn’t her place to say anything. “It’s okay. I understand. Well, I’ll talk to you guys later.” “Wait, don’t forget your food.” She handed me a bag with two big crates of food. “I got Yoongi one too. Lamb skewers right?” “Yup. Hopefully, he eats it.” “That boy is going fade away into nothing, let me guess he’s too tired to eat?” She placed her hand on her hip. “That and he’s sorta kinda mad at me. He might not take any food I give him just to get back at me.” “Why is he’s mad at you?” Dad asked. “Long story, tell you about it later. I gotta go, but thank you and see you guys later. Tell Micah I want half of her money from the tooth fairy!” Laurie screamed about Micah losing her tooth before excitedly running into the house, shoving all her bags dad’s way. I laughed before driving off. The lights were on when I got home. Yoongi must be home. My assumption was correct, the sound of his keyboard could be heard faintly through his bedroom door. I laid the food down on the counter and made my way to his room. I didn’t bother knocking, I just walked in to find Yoongi hunched up at his desk. He turned to me startled. “Jesus Y/N- “My mom is a dictator in a skirt. She has to control everything and everyone around her. If you tried to go up against her she’d do everything in her power to destroy you. Which is why my dad divorced her, he couldn’t handle her intense personality anymore. When my mother no longer had my dad under her thumb she pinned me down and focused all her time and energy into to me, making sure I was the perfect child. Not for me or my future but so my dad knew that she was responsible for my success, not him. She wanted him to see we didn’t need him, especially me because I had her. To make sure I only had her she filed for full custody and won, I was no longer in hell. I was under it-

“What are you doing?” He interrupted.

“Telling you about my mother and my life with her like you wanted,” I said.

“No you’re not, you’re summarizing about your mother and your life with her. That’s not how this works Y/N and you know it.” He chuckled. “I want the entire story from start to finish and I want the long version.” Yoongi got up from his desk and walked over to his bed and laid down. He patted the spot beside him. This is going to be a long night.

[writethelifeyouwant]

Kinktober 2021 | Day Fourteen | Stockings

Pairing: Cordell x Daughter!Reader Tags: Stockings, Father/Daughter Incest, Unspecified Age - Reader can be however old you want her to be! Word Count: 100

Cordell combs through the laundry that’s heaped in a messy pile on his daughter’s bed. He’s missing one of his ranger uniform shirts, and is hoping it just wound up in her basket when she washed her clothes that morning. His fingers dance through bundles of soft cotton and fresh linen, not finding what he’s looking for. Cordell’s about to make his retreat when he hits upon something that feels out of place.

When he pulls out the offending item it’s not his shirt; no, these are very definitely a female garment.

Cordell stares at the lacy stockings, completely mortified.

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[caitlyn-winchester]

Pilot (Part 3)

Cordell Walker x daughter!reader

word count: 1,667

warnings: mention of dead parent, abandonment issues?

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It was the next morning and I got ready for school. I went toward the kitchen and saw grandma making breakfast and August sitting on the kitchen island.

"Goodmorning." I greeted my family and hopped up on a stool.

"Mornin' Y/N, eat up!" Grams said while putting some eggs and toast in front of me. I poured myself a glass of juice and started to eat my breakfast.

"Is dad almost ready to take us to school?" I asked August but he shook his head which caused me to frown a bit.

"He got a call, he had to go into work." He replied and Uncle Liam entered the kitchen while fixing his tie.

"Of course." I grumbled, "Can't even greet his kids in the morning" I sighed.

"Come on Y/N/N. We got a good morning routine going anyways." Uncle Liam reminded

"I know but I just wish he'd be here with us, you know, to parent and do family like things together." I pointed out.

"He can't just not do his job, Y/N. It has always been like this. I don't know why you're being so annoying about this now." August seethed

"Really August? You're telling me you didn't want dad to be here these past eleven months? To go through this tough time together, lean on each other like we've always done, have him by our side when we went through these life adjusting changes. You really didn't need him at all?" I asked and August was quiet. "Yeah, that's what I thought."

"That's enough, Y/N." Grams chimed in. "You're dad is here now."

"No he's not!" I raged. "I don't think you understand, yes he is here in Austin but he is not here spending time with us." I ran a hand through my hair and got up from the island. "I-I'm sorry, I'm just going to walk to school today." I apologized, grabbed my backpack and left the house.

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I left school after my morning classes. Every little thing started to aggravate me, especially after this morning. I decided to go to the gazebo at Lady Bird Lake to clear my head. I just don't understand why dad wanted to jump back into work so quickly. Why couldn't he just take a second to get to know his family again. I miss him.

As I sat on the floor of the gazebo I heard a truck pull up. I turned my head to see who it was and it was dad. He climbed out of the car and we made eye contact. I turned my head away and sighed.

"Do you know who worried we've been?" he asked.

"Well you actually showed up, so this must be a super big deal for you." I quipped.

"Did you forget the part where I picked you up at the police station last night? And now you're here?" He motioned to the lake. "What are you playing at Y/N?" he demanded.

"It's not a game." I stood up from where I was sitting and faced him.

"Then tell me what the hell this is so we can end it," he began, "I'm telling you right now, we can't keep going on like this. Trying to figure out where you'll be next, scaring the crap out of everyone. I'm in the middle of a case!" he ranted.

"When aren't you?" I challenged him to cross my arms. Right his precious case that's always way more important than his family. He sighed and was left speechless for a second. I could see in his eyes he was searching for something to say.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked. "What do you want me to do? I am here and I am trying."

"Yeah," I scoffed, "when you're forced too."

"I just got back and I am trying to make this work. Be here for you, protect you and yes, do my job. I can't just do it all." he tried to reason.

"She did." I dared. "But what? You're somehow more important?" I asked.

"Of course not" he said as I started to walk away. "Y/N...Listen, stop!" he called and I turned around to face him again. "You think it sucks just having me, I know but it's not just me. You have Gramps and Grams and Liam-"

"I needed you! August and I needed you!" I shouted and I can feel tears pressing against my eyes.

"Ok well we need to find a way to have a balance because when I get a call I have to go." he stated.

"Do you?" I challenged him. "Do you just have too? You can't just call up your boss and say 'oh oops i have to actually pay attention to my kids now'. We lost mom, then you left. I-I felt like I lost you too." I choked up at the end. A tear threatened to slide down my face but I quickly wiped it and looked away from dad.

"What do you want me to say?" he asked. I rolled my eyes and started to walk away "How can I fix this?"

"I don't know, the only person that could have fixed anything is gone!" I exclaimed. Dad swallowed and looked at me with a half angry, half sad expression.

"Get in the truck." he commanded and I did so slamming the car door behind me.

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I heard dad and grandma talking right outside my room so I decided to stand by my door frame and listen in. They were talking about August and I and Grams basically reiterated what I said this morning about dad being in Austin but not at home with us. She also mentioned the farmhouse that could be our new home.

"You already arranged the whole thing, didn't you?" dad asked grandma.

"Well I wanted you to put your own personal touches on it first" she responded and my dad chuckled.

"Mama," dad began, "It's a tricky time for me. I-I mean there's a task force I've been recommended for. It's down south and it's really important-" dad was cut off by August walking into the room. I entered my room and slammed the door. He's probably leaving again, I can't say I'm surprised though. He always put work over family.

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It was much later when someone knocked on my door.

"Come in" I said. I sat at my desk and doodled in my sketchbook. I never really liked doing very detailed art, just basic doodles. My door opened and August entered my room.

"Dad and I are sleeping in the farmhouse. Would you like to join?" he asked me

"No thank you." I grumbled and I heard August let out a sigh.

"You're so confusing." he huffed

"What do you mean?" I asked as I concentrated on my drawing.

"You always say Dad's never here but when he actually is, you're the one that avoids him."

"Well sorry if I don't want to get attached just to have him leave again."

"He's not leaving."

"Did you not hear him earlier? He got offered another case away from us." I started tracing the same circle over and over again on my paper. I concentrated on the circle getting darker to distract me from the tears trying to escape.

"He isn't taking the job." August insisted.

"Ok so say maybe he isn't taking this job, but he will take one eventually and leave us again, just like he always does." I pressed too hard on my paper that it tore. I ripped the page out of my sketchbook and tossed it in the trash can. I sniffed and started a new page.

"You alright?" he questioned.

"Yea," I lied, "Augie just go spend time with dad. Let it be a father son thing." I forced a smile and August nodded and left the room.

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I walked up to the farmhouse holding a blanket grandma gave me to bring up to Dad and August. I know what she's actually up to. She wants dad and I to talk. I opened the door and entered the house.

"Hey." Dad greets while looking towards me. August was sleeping on my couch next to him.

"Mawline told me to bring you this, which was super subtle." I said and dad offered up a smile. He took the blanket from me and draped it over August. "I heard you earlier." I told him referring to his conversation with Mawline about his job offer down south.

"Come on" he motioned for me to sit next to him on the couch. I sat on the floor beside the couch instead. I'm trying to not get too used to him being around because there will always be that fear of him leaving us for good in the back of my mind. I bit my lip nervously, not knowing if he is going to take that job makes me anxious.

"I am not going to that job." he affirmed.

"You might feel different in the morning." I said sadly.

"I am not going to feel different about you, and being here." He vowed which made me smile a bit.

"For now." I scoffed. Sometimes I feel like I am to blame for mom's death and that's the reason dad went away.

"I'm learning. Now's all we got." he said and I took a deep breath

"Do you think I could have saved mom?" I dared to ask "I mean when I heard the gunshot, If I went back, would have I been able to save her?" Dad was silent which had me terrified.

"Y/N, I can't tell you if you could or couldn't have saved her but I think," he paused for a moment, " you did everything you were supposed to that night. You did exactly what mom told you to do, which was always our number one rule for when you went out with her. If you went back, you'd probably have died too" he informed me. I sniffed, leaning further down the floor and resting my head on the couch cushion.

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[caitlyn-winchester]

i decorated my room for spring!

i know it’s still winter but i needed to brighten up my room.

i hope it gets me out of this slump i’ve been in these past couple weeks

[caitlyn-winchester]

WALKER 1x07 THOUGHTS/LIVE REACTION

preshow thoughts:

- if Geri killed Emily i hope she rots in jail then hell

- to trevor; if you hurt stella in anyway i will personally drop kick you. And i hope u feel the wrath of Cordell and Mawline!

ok now on to the actual episode:

- ok chef august pop off

- why tf would u grab a hot ass skillet

- why do august like that? he can def pull ruby

- AWW nice family moment, that’s cute

- i don’t really care abt micki’s mom

- damn did i jinx ruby and august...oops

- ok Bels and Auggie should be together

- trevor, buddy boy, don’t do the wrong thing

- micki’s mom is so rude for what??

- protective august??

- ok beanie guy shut up, auggie pls don’t listen to him

- is it really a good idea to not tell Cordell abt how Emily’s killer might not be her killer?

- Cordell i get your helping your partner out but for the love of God pls go to your daughter’s soccer game!!

- ok bilingual august

- omg bels parents left the US for her :((

- trevor and stella had a heart to heart, i think? what baggage was stella talking about though? emily’s death maybe

- ok why’d they zoom in on that ladies hand? was it because of the religious jewelry

- sorry can’t think of tacos without hearing “do these tacos taste funny to you?” 😭

- james don’t get off track

- why’d he just give that lady his phone?! what if she saw liams texts.

- welp i saw that coming.

- thirsty ball looks so fun tbh

- does trey know abt thristy ball?? like did he just let the kids go out and go day drinking

- aw snap cop guy is dating adriana

- so do these detectives/cops just carry ipads around? micki and cordell have one and now so does liam and

- HAHAHA so trey didn’t know abt thristy ball and he called cordell and said he “lost the kids”

- wtf is happening with these cars??

- is that trevors dad?? oh no it’s not lmao

- these are so creepy ass dudes

- OH SNAP TREVOR JUST BURNED THAT DUDE

- OK STEL! ....oh he shot the ball

- GO TREVOR

- omg pls don’t pick up that gun

- ok fight sequence nothing new

- WAS TREVOR ABT TO SHOOT CORDELL

- pop off cordell, protective father mode activated

- lowkey sad that stella thinks the only way to get cordell to go to her game is to get in trouble. i know she’s joking but i still think there’s some truth behind it.

- where did auggie get these fireworks come from?

- WHAT THE HECK ADRIANA NOT MICKIS MOM??!?!? what a twist

- damn that’s sad

- is ruby jealous?? she had her chance with august.

- OMG STAY AT STELLAS FUCKING GAME CORDELL

- cordell he was about to shoot u not that man:/

- protective cordell owns my heart

- OMG THAT CAR BLOW UP

and that concludes the episode

APRIL 8th?? THAT LONG FOR A NEW EPISODE ARE U KIDDING ME?! UGH

[caitlyn-winchester]

I will be starting back up my walker rewrite soon.

I’ve been procrastinating with my college midterms

currently working on my history essay that has to be at least 1000 words. So far i have 875/1000 words done. Idk how my professor expects me to reach this certain word count when we can look things up and have to stick to the text. The textbook only has so much! currently pulling words/points out of ass and if he has a problem with it i can just claim it’s my “interpretation.”

i hate history it is so boring. I could care less abt our racist white ancestors.

tell me why it’s so easy to write a fic that 1000+ words but trying to meet this essay word count i’m struggling to do so.

Well anyways, that’s it for now. see y’all soon🙃