#Stop Contested Divorce Best Useful Tips

[cintasfics]

I love when writers post the thoughts/ideas they have for their fics like a kind of behind the scenes thing, so I thought I would share what I've come up with while brainstorming for my psych fics!

Shawn realises he never has to see a doctor again since he now has his own personal nurse - a title she vehemently protests - but more than once she's turned the office into a mini clinic to patch up him and Gus (mainly Shawn)

Henry and Marley having matching Hawaiian shirts to Shawn's disgust

The boys get hired to solve a case at a local cat show and Marley's cat is entered to get close to the competitors ('go out there and make mummy proud' 'yes ma'am' 'I could not have been more obviously talking to the cat')

Once Shawn realises that Lassie has a thing for Marley, he starts using her as a distraction (often just pushing her towards him with a quick 'catch!' - cue a flustered Lassie and Marley tripping over each other while he and Gus make a break for it)

A tip off that Marley likes Lassiter is that she’s the only one who finds him funny

They get a private case that leads them to a nightclub where they decide the best way to proceed is undercover. Marley does pole dancing for fitness/fun and takes on the role of a go-go dancer after some convincing. The case ends up becoming a police matter and Lassiter is awestruck when he spots Marley dancing. The case is quickly solved when Shawn has his moment in the spotlight and the episode ends with Lassiter giving Marley his jacket while they stand outside wrapping things up

Juliet sets Marley up on a date with someone. She starts to notice Lassiter is acting funny whenever it comes up which clues her in to the fact he likes her

Marley gets injured and ends up in hospital high on pain meds. Shawn and Gus are having the time of their lives messing with her and it gets even better when Lassie stops by and she starts flirting with him

Marley fell first, Lassiter fell harder

After an impulsive kiss and realising they like each other, they have the ‘what are we?’ conversation. Classic interrupting kiss when Marley asks if he’s ready for this with his divorce still being fresh in his mind

Shawn showing up to Marley's apartment uninvited (as usual). Lassie opens the door, sees it's Shawn, and immediately closes it again. Cue protests through the door from Shawn and amused exasperation from Marley

When walking together Lassiter’s hand is almost always on her lower back

For plot reasons, Marley stays with Lassie for a week or so, and by the end of it they’ve gotten so used to living with each other that he asks her to move in

Lassie notices Marley isn’t as cheerful as usual and goes on a war path to figure out what’s wrong

Lassie and Shawn playing tug of war with Marley (‘Let’s go, Marls!’ ‘Hold it!’ - Marley getting jerked back and forth as they argue over the plan of action)

Lassie unconsciously standing in front of Marley to shield her whenever confronting someone during a case

Denying their feelings but being able to answer every question about the other person when quizzed

Arcade date where Lassie shows off his ski ball skills

Shawn noticing a piece of clothing belonging to the other in Marley/Lassie’s place and refusing to let it go

One of them slipping up and using their nickname/pet name at work, cue teasing

Marley’s parents come to visit after her and Lassie get together and it becomes a contest between him and Shawn over who her parents like more

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Tom Holland Summer Head Canons

Here are some new Summer-themed head canons I came up with for you guys! Feel free to take any and tag me in your posts! @mcuparkergirlfics

1. Tom and you are competing against each other in the annual Surf's Up challenge at beach coast. The battle of the sexes is on! Maybe a little more than they bargained for.

2. You���re a party girl who always settled for flings on your Summer vacation in Hawaii. That was until Tour Guide Tom Holland kept glancing your way, even after the first night.

3. Six Flags Magic Mountain. You and Tom. And go!

4. Singer/songwriter Tom wanted to get away from the limelight and just relax for the rest of the season. He hopped a plane to a random ghost town in the south and found the small group of people around him was all he needed. You’re a waitress, unsure of your path in life just managed to have the worst day at the diner, until a handsome stranger, Tom, left a larger than life tip to brighten your spirits.

5. You and Tom are beach bums finding yourselves enjoying the rest of the night at their favorite spot from the loudness you were so used to.

6. You wanted once for this to be the summer your would catch her big break in music. You had a big opportunity lined up at an outdoor concert near a tourist attraction. Tom, a marketing genius happened to be there enjoying the festivities with his family. He just wanted to relax and forget work, until he heard you singing and couldn't stop himself from breaking his own rule.

7. Music and Lyrics themes. You and Tom were rivals in music hired by their record companies to pin a song that will be entered at the Songwriter's contest during the Summer.

8. Newly divorced Tom couldn't be happier that he was finally starting to move on from all the drama his ex put him through. One drunken night with a barmaid (you) were going to help him deal with his demons. You just happened to be his boss' daughter, you and her conservative father found out about it. Can he convince his boss this is the "real deal" through a fake relationship or pretend he didn't care about using someone like his ex used him?

9. You once loved Tom, but it was too late, he married your worst enemy. After learning they were having marital problems you began to see a green light finally between them. But he never saw you that way, you were just his personal assistant, cleaning up his mess after every one of his screw ups. You stayed mostly to be close to him but it was taking a toll on you personally. Suddenly, Tom's best friend came into town, looking for a place to crash for the rest of the Summer as he worked on his new start up company. He takes a liking to you and Tom found that odd. You were his assistant, not his friend’s. But it wasn't Tom’s business, was it? You were just his assistant, nothing more, or were you?

10. Tom's eyes lit up every time he spoke of back home. When he took a much needed break in the Summer to return to his hometown, he realized what he left behind. His best friend growing up, you, were trying to get out of the place even if it your last attempt. Tom made it his mission to convince you to stay.

[solisluccile]

Stop Contested Divorce Best Useful Tips

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Can I Save My Marriage After Separation

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[everyhowlmarksthedead]

; good enough

© @pedropcl

lee bodecker x fem!reader.

summary. your father invited you to his birthday party and things ended badly.

words. about 2.3k.

warnings, tags. nsfw, +18!!! drunk state, language, unprotected sex, daddy!kink, very brief degradation, mention of bodily fluids, very brief mention of violence. and i think that's all.

a / n. first time writing for this man that has me obsessed, so i hope y'all like it! none of my writings contains reader's body descriptions to be inclusive. if you find something out of place, please send me a message and i'll change it.

You didn't want to be there, but it was your father's birthday and you couldn't miss it. More than thirty minutes had passed since the last time you saw your husband standing in a corner of the large living room, sipping from his glass of whisky and judging every guest around in silence. Lee hated your parents, your family, their friends. And you didn't blame him. Your family never accepted him, always repeating that he wasn't good enough for you, nor your interests. Except for your mom. She wasn't the only one who didn't treat him like dirt.

Once that you escaped from your father's arms, showing you as a trophy and trying to set you up on a date with one of his best friend's sons, you stepped out of the house to the back garden. It was cold outside, having to close your jacket around your chest as you closed both arms over it. Following the footprints on the grass, you reached the improvised parking where different cars were stationed. The smoke coming from nowhere called your attention, glimpsing Lee sitting on the hood of his black Ford. Cigarette in his left hand and bottle of whisky in his right.

You doubted for a second to interrupt his moment of peace for the first time in two weeks. Two long weeks where you barely had spent time together. He started holding over his shifts because, apparently, there was too much paperwork to attend. You couldn't help but think that he was raving mad about you, or about something you did unconsciously. But the real problem was that your husband never used to talk about his feelings or what was going in his mind.

“I think you've drunk enough”. You uttered watching him raise the bottle to his lips.

Lee chuckled ironically, shaking his head. “Lucky me I don' care”.

Frowning and with your mouth pressed closed, you walked towards his position to face him. He had never talked to you like that, but he was being honest, shrugging his shoulders to point it out a little more.

“I do. I do care”.

“Don' worry, darlin'. I ain't gonna shame you in front of your family”. He scoffed bitterly, finally sipping from his drink. “Watya' doin' here anyway? Party's indoors”.

“You're here tho”.

“And who fuckin' cares, uh? You were having so much fun inside with that… pretty boy who works in Wall Street”. Your husband mocked taking a drag from his cigarette. “We should divorce, don' you think? So you coulda go with him to the big city, and don' be stuck in… How d'your father call it? Knockemshit. Stuck with a… fat sheriff of a shitty town”.

Lee didn't notice the tears blurring your gaze till he raised his face. The bitter smile curving his lips suddenly disappeared, putting his pale blue eyes away from you because it was too painful for him to watch you cry. Your husband gulped hardly, kissing his teeth as he threw the cigar somewhere on the ground. You couldn't believe he really wanted to divorce you, wrapping your heart with a suffocating sorrow that barely let you breathe. He was your life and, after three years together, he seemed to not give a shit about it sometimes.

“I ain' like them”. You whispered sniffing.

“Tha' doesn' change the fact that you don' deserve a man like me. Your father is right. 'M a fucking loser compared to anyone inside his damn house”.

You loved Lee with all your heart, soul, mind, body. He was everything you want in your existence —your life. So damn obsessed with his touch, his kisses, his smell of wind and leather, his smile, that beautiful pair of pale blue eyes. You refused to believe he was talking seriously.

“You should be there. I— Imma go home, tell your mo—”.

Before your husband could finish his goodbye, you interrupted him by slapping his face. He didn't see that coming and you'd never imagine yourself hitting him. But you needed it, seeming the only way to stop him from abandoning you there. He kept his face away from you, trying to comprehend what had just happened. His drunkenness suddenly disappeared, pressing his inner cheek with the tip of his tongue whilst rubbing his hand over the reddened skin. You were so mad right now that you could set on fire the whole world.

And you were about to do it a second time when Lee caught your wrist in the air, painfully gripping his fingers around it to push you closer —chest against chest. Then, he raised his index finger. “Don' you fuckin' dare to try it again, y'hear me?”

You were furiously breathing, but not filling your lungs with air in reality, keeping your eyes on the blue ones that used to steal your heart every single day. It was like a contest of dominance you knew he always won. Any time.

Your husband didn't give you the chance to say sorry, slamming his lips on yours. A moan died in his tongue when it invaded your cavity while releasing your arm to fly his rough big hands to your ass, almost grabbing it all with his long fingers. Your digits went to the lapels of his leather jacket, not lasting too much there till finishing on the back of his head.

Lee was hungry for you, just like you were for him after two long weeks barely touching each other. Your husband devoured, sucked, and bit your lips, urging you to turn around enough to push you on top of the hood of his car. His hands pulled up the skirt of your dress, wanting to reach the waistband of your panties, receiving the great surprise that you weren't wearing any.

“You little dirty girl… Don' wantin' your Sheriff to lose time, uh?” He grunted with such an animal and eager tone, as he took care of the belt and the zip of his pants.

“I need you”. You sobbed against his lips, feeling his hands maneuvering between your legs.

At least, you were fast enough to cover your mouth with a hand when Lee rammed his rock dick into your soaked cunt, drowning in your palm a loud cry of pure satisfaction for being filled by your husband. Back and forth, he hit your body once and once, impaling you against the Ford still being furious by the way your father and friends treated him as if it was your fault. Lee was mad, really mad, digging his fingers in your hips to pin you on place and don't move, continuing fucking you harder and harder —challenging you to not be able to be quiet and make everybody heard how good he used to made you feel.

“Goddammit… you're so damn ti— tight, baby doll… So tight fo— for your daddy, ain' ya?”

“Yes… Yes, daddy”. You cried hiding your face into the crook of his neck.

His strong scent filling your lungs caused you to roll your eyes white, letting your soul leave your body while his cock attacked fiercely your pussy with no mercy. Your vocals were in sync with the screeching noise the car produced in every thrust straight to your guts. The pace was insane, intense than never before, and more pleasurable than you could imagine in your life.

Lee was aware how much you loved him, that you felt devotion for him. But sometimes —sometimes like those— he couldn't help but think he could lose you as soon as you realized who he was in reality. You didn't care. You weren't blind. You knew about his dirty laundry, his past, his sister (...). And you still wanted him with all your heart and body.

“Fu— Fuck, gonna put a… baby inside you”. He growled, wrapping his right around your throat to urge you to face him. “Y'want it, uh? D'you want dad— daddy to put a baby in that… beautiful belly?”

“Yes… please, Lee”. You whined with teary eyes, being too much pleasure for your body to handle. “Please, daddy… I wa— want you to… get me pre— pregnant with your child”.

Your husband's lips curved up in a petty smirk, pulling out from your dripping cunt, causing you to sob in disappointment. Lee managed to put you down on your shaky feet to turn you and force you to bend over the hood of his car. Ass upped, legs spread. He only took a second to stare at your glistening and abused folds in your arousal, prior to impaling you again. With a hand on your lower back and the other tangled in your head, your husband obligated you to arch your back as he continued banging your anatomy once and again.

At this point, you had forgotten your name, where you are, and if someone could hear how you cried pleased any time he crashed against your g-spot. It was a mix of pleasure and pain as Lee wasn't having any kind of compassion with your cunt, clenching unconsciously around his hard length. He knew then how close you were to cumming for him —because of him—, increasing the pace while you tried to find a place to put your hands on and find some balance to stay in place. As soon as the hand tangled in your hair landed back to your throat, you gripped five fingers around his wrist, enjoying the brief lack of air because of it.

“C'mon, my swe— sweet whore… Y'wanna cum for daddy, don't ya?”

His raspy and wrecked voice fell into your ear like an angelic melody, not being able to hold your moans anymore within your mouth. The knot inside your lower belly was bigger and bigger and suffocating, feeling how it could explode at any time. Lee shoved his cock non-stopping producing a sloppy obscene sound when his pelvis crashed against your ass, along the chink of his belt against the back of your thigh.

“Daddy… Daddy…” You called him while the tears started to fall again through your cheeks, this time, of absolute satisfaction.

You couldn't help but bite your lip strongly till the metallic taste of blood covered your tongue, letting yourself go as the knot bursted within your belly. The orgasm threw you above the edge with your husband's palm covering your mouth to not be heard or it would be really awkward to be caught by all the guests, even if he didn't care. He wouldn't mind showing that pretty boy from New York that nobody could fuck his little dirty girl better than himself. Oh, how funny it would be to see his face while your husband was ramming his cock into your abused pussy, cumming inside your tight walls, digging his teeth in your neck to mark his territory.

Lee came with a sensual and passionate hoarse gasp causing you goosebumps bristling your skin, burying himself balls deep to hold it inside the mix of your juices filling up your center. It felt like being in Heaven, although you weren't sure if you could walk after such an intense quickly, feeling your walls burning as his dick still twitching and stretching your cunt.

Your husband wasn't a man of kisses after sex, that's why he surprised you when tilted your face to his and pressed his lips on yours, panting, not caring about the lack of breath. It wasn't a lustful kiss either, more than a tender and fondly one, tasting your mouth, playing with your tongue.

Pulling out his semi-erection, Lee helped you to clean yourself with a tissue before using it to clean your arousal on him and toss it to the ground. As he put on his pants, you fixed your dress and your hair, turning around.

“You meant it?” You dared to ask, still having sorrow covering your voice. “Gettin' divorced… You mean it?”

“What?” He inquired, squinting confusedly until he realized what you were talking about. He chuckled holding your chin with two fingers. “You married me, darlin'. There's no other way you're gonna spend your life but with me. Willingly or not, you hear me?”

Lee raised both eyebrows very sure of his word before you nodded your head with a fleeting smile crossing your lips.

“Can we go home now…?”

“'S that what you want?”

You nodded your head a second time, while your husband placed his arms around you with hidden possessiveness to guide you back to your childhood's house. And of course, your father was enraged when you told him that you were leaving with your husband. He yelled at you and nobody tried to stop him till the moment he had the brilliant idea of pretending to lay a hand on you.

Lee punched him. Lee broke his nose. Lee made your father fall to the floor between the pretty boy's arms. And Lee never felt better in his whole damn life.

“Don't you ever come back to this house, if you leave now with this… bastard”.

“She doesn' need you”. Your husband cooed wrapping your neck with an arm, leaning slightly to borrow your purse. “Ma'am, my pleasure a see ya' again. The beef was delicious. G'night”.

You were yet processing what just happened, ashamed of the desire for your husband himself awakened inside you after watching him hitting your father. Lee could be a total asshole sometimes but one thing was undeniable: he loved you with all his heart and soul, he was obsessed with you since the very first time his oceanic eyes contemplated you walking down the street, smelling a bucket of roses you bought for yourself.

Never again you knew anything about your family. Not even when your son, called after your husband, was born. But you weren't sad. As Lee said, you didn't need them. You had your own family to take care of.

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[justcourttee]

DAMINETTE BETROTHED AU DAMINETTE BETROTHED AU DAMINETTE BETROTHED AU there are not enough of these.

I tried to make it a little different than the ones I’ve read, so I hope it was what you were thinking about! 

A Marriage Contract 

“Being Guardian has been a shitshow on its own but now you’re telling me there are strings attached?”

Marinette crossed her arms in annoyance as she eyed the pair that sat across from her. She couldn’t be bothered to learn their names, after all, it took the council a year to learn her own. They seriously couldn’t expect to get by with barely knowing her and throw her into the arms of two strangers.

“Ahem, well, I suppose you could call them strings. I prefer to call it insurance.” The woman’s smile seethed venom. Marinette leaned forward, her eyes throwing daggers at the boy that sat beside the woman. It wasn’t that he was ugly, no, he was probably the most attractive guy she had ever met. It was the principle and a little bit of pride at this point.

“What is it, woman? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what exactly?”

There was a tense moment of silence as the two remained locked in a staring contest, both refusing to blink first.

“Oh come now child, this is beneath you.” Marinette couldn’t hold back her chuckle as she watched the woman’s resending hand. The boy’s daggers shifted to the woman as he gently rubbed the back of his head. “Besides, we haven’t sealed the deal yet. Miss Dupain-Cheng, I need you to solidify this contract.”

The piece of paper had sat so peacefully in the middle of the table, she almost hadn’t noticed it until the woman had shoved it in her direction. Her eyes lazily glanced over the terms and conditions. God, she sounded so replaceable. She could feel their stares as she lifted the paper closer to her face.

“It says in Section 4b that if we want to get a divorce both parties will have to participate in a death match for the reigning glory. Is that written correctly?”

“Of course, how else would it be decided who gets to reign both organizations?”

“Oh, yes, obviously.” Marinette bit her tongue from letting the next few words escape her lips. The guardians honestly expected her to sign her life away to these two strangers to ensure their safety. What a hoax. If it weren’t for her kwamiis, Marinette would have never agreed to attend the negotiations. “Now, what if he decides that he wants to attack the Order even though we marry?”

“Then we shall eliminate him ourselves, after all, we are a League built on the word of our ruler. If my son decides to ignore this binding contract, he is well aware of the punishment.”

Marinette allowed herself a glance at the boy. He hadn’t said much during the negotiations, perhaps he was just the same as her. A pawn for their leaders to use in this game. Setting down the paper, she gently reached over for the knife they had provided. Placing the blade on her palm, her eyes locked on the boy’s.

“Tell me,” instantly his eyes glanced to the woman, “No, keep your eyes on mine.”

The woman exhaled loudly as she waved his attention back to Marinette’s.

“What’s your name?”

“Damian Al Ghul Wayne.” Wayne. That sounded familiar. Wasn’t he a multimillionaire in the U.S.? Did he know his son was here signing his life away? Probably, after seeing the shit Adrien’s dad put him through, Marinette had no trust in the rich.

“Well Damian Al Ghul Wayne, do you think it is in our best interests to sign this contract?”

He looked hesitant, as if he wanted to say something, but he was unsure how to formulate the right words. It was taking every ounce of his willpower not to look at the woman beside him. His supposed mother bartering his life as if it was replaceable. Marinette had decided that she hated the woman from the moment they shook hands, but the longer these negotiations went on, the more reasons began to formulate backing her hatred.

“I think-I think that if you value your life and everyone in it as I do mine, we should sign it.”

The woman stiffened in her seat as if he had released her Ace. Marinette couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped. The boy looked mortified as her chuckle became more hysterical.

“God, you’re threatening his friends and family? You really are a piece of shit woman.”

Before either one could respond, Marinette drew the knife quickly across her palm. It stung, but she couldn’t be bothered to care. Picking up the small feather, Marinette dipped it in the pooling blood before gently placing the tip to the paper in front of her. Setting the feather down, she reached for the towel one of the Guardian’s had provided.

“Well,” the woman cleared her throat as she slid the paper to Damian. “As he signs this paper, the negotiations officially draw to an end. You will be married as soon as we finish preparations. Feel free to invite any friends or family as you please Miss Dupain-Cheng, after all, you only get married once.”

If Marinette had any strength to stand, she would’ve used it to deck the woman. Just once would have been so satisfying. The boy shot her a look that fell somewhere between pity and concern, but Marinette didn’t care. It was obvious to her that he had more at stake here and she was determined to change that for him.

As the woman stood to leave, her smirk floating behind her, Marinette reached out, grabbing the boy’s hand from across the table.

“What is the meaning of this?” The way her eyebrow rose in amusement told Marinette all she needed to know. With as much effort as she could, Marinette leaned against the table for support, shooting the woman the most menacing glare that she could muster.

“Until you set the wedding date, Damian will be staying with me under the protection of the Order of the Guardians. As will any of his friends and family that he pleases,”

“Oh? And what makes you think you have this kind of power child?”

Marinette felt the smirk pulling at her lips as she nodded to the paper that Thalia held in her hands.

“The fact that you and your son agreed to the terms and conditions gives me all the authority I need. As you can see, there is some fine print.”

“How did you-?” Marinette sent her a wink as Tikki flew out from her jacket, a small pencil clutched in their hand. The shock that monopolized the woman’s face was almost as satisfying as the idea of punching her.

“As stated in the recently added Section 6e, the boy and all of his people will be under the protection of one Marinette Dupain-Cheng and her kwamiis. So, if you’ll excuse us, Damian has a few phone calls he needs to make.”

Without looking back, Marinette dragged Damian from around the table and out of the room. The chills that ran up and down her back were no doubt the woman’s steely glare as they escaped the negotiations.

“Woman, I am not some damsel in need of your saving.”

“Can’t you think of a better pet name than woman my fiancée?”

As soon as their feet hit the fresh pavement outside, Damian roughly pulled his hand from hers, his stare filled with both contempt and awe as if she were some enemy he couldn’t wait to surpass.

“Just who are you?”

The smirk on her face felt like a permanent feature as she mock curtsied to the frowning boy in front of her.

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng, your betrothed.”

Without waiting for a response, Marinette slid the glasses from their position on top of her head to the bridge of her nose. Reaching back, she grasped Damian’s hand tightly, ignoring his tugging.

“Kaalki, full gallop!”

The struggling intensified as Marinette became sheathed in a column of light, only stopping when the transformation completed.

“What the fu-”

“Kaalki, a portal to Wayne Manor, please. I have business with this man’s father.”

Marinette ignored his protests as the air split in front of them, a gloomy sky shimmering on the other side. Stepping one foot through, Marinette put on her best determined look. After all, someone had a lot of explaining to do and Wayne was going to answer everything, even if she had to beat it out of him herself.

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Cooking (Denki x fem!reader)

Pairing(s): Denki x fem!reader

Warning(s): cussing, smut/18+ (minors DNI), sucking d*ck, switch Denki, mentions of ADHD

Word Count: 2,465

A/N (IMPORTANT ONE): everyone in this story is aged up to the 19, UA is a college in this AU but everything else is the same. So they are NOT minors and they are freshman in college!

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You laid on the couch, relaxed and in a comfortable position where anything can happen. You where watching this new anime called Demon Slayer that Mina recommend to you. Saying something along the lines of his hit the guys where. Honestly, you didn’t get the hype, but it was pretty entertaining and you didn’t have anything else better to do then to study and actually get work done so why the hell not? Little did you know a little spark plug was about to attack you. That little spark plug going by the name of Denki Kaminari. He was annoying as fuck and you didn’t want him around. But he kept coming back for more so you let him in your life and you guy’s had this little friends-with-benefits thing going on.

“BOO!” Denki screamed on the top of his lungs, you jumped in fear and got your quirk ready. Your breath coming out in short puffs as you stared at the honey eyed boy.

“You shit head! I was at a scary scene!” You hissed, slapping Denki on the back of his head like Bakugou’s Mom did to him from time-to-time when the bakusquad was over at the angry blonde’s house.

“Sorryyy!” Denki wined, rubbing his head slightly as he mumbled some cussing under his breath. You rolled your y/e/c eyes before staring at the blonde again.

“What do you want?” You asked, annoyance filling your voice and clicking your judgement slightly. The screams of Tanjiro still ringing from the TV.

“Well I had this ADHD burst of energy and I will want to bake a cake but I can’t do it alone because if I do it alone then I will make a mess and then I will clean it up and then I will start cleaning and then—“ Denki kept on rambling about this whole chain of effects that would happen if you didn’t bake with him. You rolled your eyes and stared him straight in his bright electric yellow eyes. You paused for a moment, thinking of ways to shut the teenage male up. A idea popped in your head as you smirked and grabbed the back of Denki’s neck and drawing him towards your lips. Leaning in closer and kissing his slightly puffy lips. He was wearing the same cherry chapstick that you commented that smelled good before you noticed that Denki liked you. You always guessed that this was a way for Denki to get you to notice him. The kids went on for a few minutes before you took over and pushed him on his back against the couch. The blonde gasped between the kiss, his eyes started to water a little at the sudden reaction. Before things to get out of hand you broke the kiss and smiled at the blonde. Keeping a poker face on as you pulled away and swiped away the drool that was connected the two of your mouth’s. You giggled a little, a cocky smile dragging across your face.

“Shut up…” You leaned in and whispered into Denki’s ear, biting his ear lobe a little and giggling a little as Denki choked back a moan that was forcing it’s way up his throat.

“Y-yes ma’am…” Denki whimpered submissively, his lip quivering slightly as you let go of his ear and going towards the dorm room kitchen. Denki followed you like a lost puppy dog, he would be a good little puppy. You chuckled slightly at the joke that you made up in your head.

“What type of cake do you want to bake?” You prompted, getting the pantry open and seeing what cake mixes you guy’s had and if you needed to go get in a car and drive to the gas ration at this god forbidden hour.

“Oooh chocolate!” Denki cheered, a childish smile plastered across his face as he bounced up and down. You chuckled and looked across the pantry to see if you guy’s had any chocolate.

“Well,” you started to say, smacking you lips and staring at the pantry with a disappointment look on your face. “Crap.”

“What?”

”We don’t have any chocolate cake mix.”

“Shit.”

You closed the pantry door and went towards your dorm room to grabs out jacket and skateboard. “Wait dude, did you customize your skateboard?” Denki awed as he stared at your Haikyuu inspired skateboard that had Bokuto on it. You nodded your head ‘yes’ and fully pulled on a y/f/c hoodie.

“Yeah, I started customizing skateboard’s over the summer when we graduated UA” You answered Denki’s question fully and explained it. A smile on your face as you glanced back at the blonde-and-black haired male as he ran to grab his yellow hoodie and skateboard. His late board looked plainer then yours but that is probably because he used it more then you did. You smiled brightly at Denki before going outside of the dorms. Denki spoked followed and the two of you started skating down the street.

”We should do this more!” Denki exclaimed, a playful smirk on his face as he started to do more tricks on the skateboard. You laughed at Denki and started video him for a tiktok. The tiktok was of him singing the lyrics of Alien Boy and having a blast of his time.

“You’re such a dork…” You scoffed as you stopped recording the tiktok and editing it. Not even having to look up to know the way where the gas station was.

“Can you send me the tiktok?” Denki requested, you looked at him and gave him a ‘are you serious?’ Look before agreeing with a nod of your head and sending the tiktok to him the moment you posted it. You guy’s started to skate more, trying to impress the other guy doing some more tricks. But soon, you got to the gas station and stopped the both of your skateboards and set hem down on the outside red brick wall. You and Denki imminently went to the candy section and got some chocolate box cake along with some different flavors of monster. You bought for everything.

“Did you get everything you where looking for?” The cashier asked, looking at the two of you and smiling tiredly.

“Yeah we did, thanks!” You chirped, getting out your card and paying for the stuff. Denki grabbed the monster and opened it up as you guy’s grabbed the skateboard the started heading out the front door. Laughing at dumb jokes that you guys cracked with each other.

*when you two got to the dorm’s because I know y’all waiting for the 18+ part you sinners*

Denki and you started following the directions, baking the cake and putting it in the oven and setting the timer for a hour. “There!” You declared, pumping your fist up in the air. Luckily you guy’s could be as loud as you wanted due to the fact that it is Spring Break and everyone went to there parents house. Well everyone but you and Denki. Your parents never wanted you to begin with, from the very start, they made it very clear that they didn’t want you. So why would you want to got there? Of course the bakusquad knows this. The plan was that everyone I the bakusquad was going to stay so you won’t have to to alone in the dorms but everyone seemed to have plans.

Crimson Riot had a book signing contest so Kirishima just had to go catch up on that, he seemed to be very upset to at he left you and promised that he would call you every night and FaceTime you for hours upon hours. Well, you checked your phone every second it seemed for the past two days and still no sign of Kirishima.

Bakugou’s parents got into a fight and they got a divorce so Bakugou had to go home for that. He didn’t seem to sad or caught up about it, although, you swore to yourself that you heard sobs coming from Bakugou’s dorm room after he told you over text that he couldn’t stay. So far he has texted you every once and a while and checked on you, made sure you where taking care of yourself.

Mina was going to a party and didn’t really seem to care that she was leaving you alone. Not that she was petty or anything she just never seemed to mind if she dropped her plans when they involved you. She gave you a couple of drunk text but nothing more and nothing less.

Sero didn’t talk to you about the thing, he said he would be there for you but he left you alone so you didn’t know where he was. Although, from what his Instagram story told you, he has in Disney with his family and having the trike of his life.

Jiro got her first new hit for a album of her song covers and needed to leave you. It was very emotional and you could tell that she didn’t want to leave you alone but she had to since her family was struggling and she wanted to make them proud.

But Denki stayed with you, the whole time, there was not a time that you thought ‘oh, Denki isn’t going to be there for me’ or ‘oh, I can’t count on Denki to be here’ because he always was and he always will be right by your side. Ever since the two of you where kids and Denki first got his quirk, you still remember that day, he went to hug his best friend but accidentally shocked him and the kid died of electrocution. He cried for hours and hours in class and (from what you heard) in his own home. Refusing to hug anybody until he got into middle school and you came along. You guys had known each other due to your parents working together in the same hero agency but you never started building a friendship until middle school. A lot of people say that relationships end in middle school and high school but in reality. That is when Denki and yours started to bloom.

“Remember when you first got your quirk?” You popped up, laughing a little as the tips of Denki’s ears turned a flush red.

“HEY I THOUGHT WE AGREED TO NEVER TALK ABOUT THAT!” Denki pouted, crossing his arms and trying to be mad at you.

“Oh ok…I am sorry…” You whispered in a pretend hurt voice, knowing full well that Denki will come crawling back to you once you had the slight hurt tone in your voice.

“Wait no! Baby!! Come here!!” Denki exclaimed, wrapping you in a warm hug, you burst into laughter and hugged Denki back. Feeling bad for the honey eyed male for the millionth time in your life (no but like seriously, how did this man get you to feel bad about everything?)

“Its fine Denki.” You reassured the worried teenager with some pats on the head and a kiss on the forehead. Denki smiled innocently at you before pushing you against the couch. “Oof!” You gasped as you felt he fabric press against your back. Denki smirked in accomplishment.

“GOT YOU!” Denki declared proudly, trying to pin you down on your back. You cocked your brow up slightly and flipped you and Denki over so you where on top and he was on bottom. Denki whined and bit his lip, eyes looking at you in a pleading sort of way. You smirked seductively and leaned down to kiss Denki. Your lips crashing with his, biting the male’s slightly pink lips to ask for entrance (which he obeyed instantly). You slipped your tongue into the wet cavern of Denki’s mouth and started exploring every inch of it and sucking on his tongue a little bit. Denki moaned into the kiss and started grinding his body against your pants and whining like a submissive bitch. You chuckled darkly and brought your hand to mess with his hair before yanking his hair and making him break the kiss. A string of saliva connected your two mouths and you just swiped it off and shoved your fingers inside of Denki. Smiling slightly as he gagged.

“Want me to suck your dick slut?” Your horse whisper sounded in Denki’s ear as you bite his ear lobe and tugged on it slightly. Denki nodded his head ‘yes’ before letting out a string of moans. You smirked in accomplishment of breaking the presumably top nineteen year old who flirted with all the girls at school. You pulled down Denki’s sweatpants and boxers in one Swift motion all while keeping eye contact with him. Going down on your knee’s you opened your mouth and started sucking Denki off. Your tongue swirling around his head as you slowly started going deeper and deeper until you felt it go to the back of your throat. Once you felt that your head bobbed up and down, Denki moaned loudly and threw his head back in pure pleasure. Mumbling out praises and barely forming a sentence. You smiled to yourself as you reached down and started rubbing circles along your clit, you tongue almost lolling out to the side of Denki’s duck at the pleasure of hitting the sweet spot.

“You’re such a girl girl yeah you suck my dick yeah you suck that duck so well yeah you do…” Denki managed to say before moaning loudly again at the sight of you touching your self and sucking him off. He is in complete heaven. You felt Denki’s thighs tense up around your head and you stared up at him. Expecting him to say something. “I’m gonna cum…!” Denki mumbled out before moaning again and letting his sex face out. You moaned around Denki’s dick and that caused both of you to cum at the same time. You guy’s where a panting mess on the floor. Denki had his legs spread wide and your head was all fuzzy and not cleared out with good thoughts. You guy’s stood there, a few comfortable in the air as both of you where a shaking mess. Soon, you got up and carried Denki to the other corner of the couch and grabbed a large fluffy gray blanket along with some large pillows. On nights like these, Denki liked it if you took charge in the aftercare stuff. Not even letting you two get changed until the morning. You smiled warmly at the goofy blonde who laid there on the couch, almost fast asleep, while you played Death Note (he says it is to scary so you like watching it when he is asleep or cuddling with you).

“Hey baby?”

“What’s up Pikachu?”

“Did we ever get that cake out of the oven?”

“…”

“…”

“Shit.”

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Coach Cavill - Chapter 11

Summary: Amelia and Henry are going apple picking.

Coach!Henry Cavill x Amelia Jung (Asian ofc)

Wordcount: 5.7k

Warnings: None

A/N: I don’t know Henry’s family (well duh 🙄), but I wrote them in a way it would fit into this story. However, please keep in mind that this is in no way reality. Also, I know it has been over a month since I last updated this fic, so thank you for your patience 🥰

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After what seemed the longest day at school, I quickly drove home, so I could get ready for my date with Henry. I’ve been looking forward to it since the moment we agreed to it. I love apple picking and the fact that I get to spend even more time with Henry, is definitely something I’m not saying no to.

Yesterday morning and this morning Henry came by to bring us all something nice to drink (a caramel cappuccino in the morning just hits different) and to pick up his sandwiches. I can’t believe that this is actually happening right now. After divorcing Dean, I thought dating was out of the question, really. I figured Dean would move on with his new girlfriend (and I mean, he certainly did: they’re getting married and have a baby—I think that definitely qualifies for moving on), while I would sit in my house, surrounded by my kids and my friends and I’d probably date when I was over fifty, when the kids would be long off on their own.

I mean, I wasn’t opposed to it. I had been with the same man since I was eighteen, being on my own felt like an entire lifetime ago and I was thoroughly enjoying it.

However, I met Henry and it seems to fit. I wouldn’t have dared to dream someone like him fitting here so perfectly.

My house is filled with kids. They all know I’m going out and when I’m gone, they have the place to themselves and don’t have to—and I’m quoting both myself and Eve here—use their inside voices as Eve is still working. While Benji, Lola, Jake, Isabella and Yara are all hanging on the couches watching some tv, I’m frantically running around, in order to get myself ready for this date. I took a quick shower, to clean myself up a little, since there was a slight peeing incident today at school and unfortunately, some got spilled on me. Not on accident of course. Poor kid was really anxious the entire day, since it’s not going well with his grandma. Besides, my own kids and Eve’s kids all peed or puked on me at least once, so you could say I have seen my fair share.

‘Amelia,’ Lola says, as I’m pacing through the living room, ‘why are you nervous?’

‘I’m not nervous,’ I tell her.

Benji smiles. ‘Yes mom, you are. Relax, it’s not a big deal. It’s just a date.’

I sigh deeply, knowing deep down that it’s not a big deal and I should relax. It’s indeed just a date and I already know Henry. He comes by in the morning and gives me a kiss. Nothing to worry about. ‘Am I looking too casual?’ I ask them, as I look down to my tight blue jeans, the thick black sweater and the black ankle boots. I have my warm white coat ready on the backrest of the seat. ‘This is too casual,’ I conclude.

‘Mom,’ Isabella says, while she sits on Lola’s lap, ‘you look really pretty and I know that Henry thinks so too. This morning he said that you looked really pretty.’

He did what? ‘When did he say that to you?’ I ask her.

‘When you were checking your bag.’ Isabella smiles and I can’t even hide my blush.

The doorbell rings and I let out a high pitched scream.

Yara starts to giggle. ‘You can do this, Amelia,’ she says. ‘Really you can.’

I can’t believe I need a few kids to hype me up, but to be fair: I am a bit rusty in the whole dating department. If they think I’m a nervous wreck now, they should’ve seen me seventeen years ago when I went on a date with Dean. ‘I know, I’ve got this,’ I say as casual as possible. I walk to the door and when I open it, I’m met with the beauty that is called Henry Cavill. His coat hangs open, only to reveal yet another cable sweater.

‘You are absolutely breathtaking,’ Henry says with a smile. ‘I’m so lucky.’

My mouth falls open. ‘You have got to be kidding me,’ I laugh. ‘Seriously Henry, you are already the embodiment of perfection and then you say this.’

Henry looks at his shoes and from the looks of it, he is trying to cover up a blush. That is adorable, really.

‘I just have to get my coat. You want to come in?’

‘Of course,’ he says, when I step to the side to let him in.

‘Where is Kal?’ I ask him. ‘I haven’t seen him in a while.'

‘Greg and Annabelle are watching him. I can’t say no to that sweet face.’

‘Whose sweet face?’ I ask with a chuckle.

Henry simply rolls his eyes, but lets out a laugh anyway

‘Oh, by the way, you have to know there are three teenagers and two young girls sitting in the living room.’

He nods. ‘Nothing I can’t handle.’ He closes the door behind me and presses a light kiss on forehead. ‘Did I already say to you that you’re pretty?’

‘You told me I was breathtaking,’ I say with a smile. ‘But I did hear you were talking to my daughter about how pretty I looked this morning.’

He chuckles. ‘I might’ve.’ I feel his lips on the tip of my nose and my stomach twists and turns in a pleasant way. I almost forgot how the first weeks of a new relationship type of thing feels like.

I clear my throat as I try to regain some composure and together we enter the living room. Jake starts to make kissy sounds, causing me to roll my eyes. ‘Grow up, will you?’ I say to him, as I grab my coat.

Henry gently pulls it out of my hands, before holding it up for me, so I can easily slide my arms through the sleeves.

This man… Is he honestly real? I hope every minor on that couch is making mental notes, because this is peak gentleman behavior and I want them all to remember this for when they start dating.

‘I won’t,’ Jake laughs. ‘This is way too much fun.’

‘Well, I’ll keep this in mind for when you start dating,’ I say, as I zip up the coat. ‘Remember, I can embarrass you even better. Remind me, how old were you again when you peed on my porch?’

Yara pretends to vomit, while Isabella exclaims: ‘Ew, you peed on our porch? That’s disgusting!’

‘I think he was six the first time, mom,’ Benji says with a chuckle and Lola starts to laugh as well, before adding: ‘And the last time he was ten.’

‘You wouldn’t, right?’ Jake asks, his eyes enlarged.

‘If you don’t zip it, I definitely will. I have tons up my sleeve,’ I say with a smile. ‘Okay, kids, I’ll be back around dinner time. Isabella and Yara, please don’t touch the stove and oven. If you need something, ask the older kids, okay?’

‘Yes,’ the two of them say.

‘If you guys need anything, just remember, Eve is next door and I’m one phone call away.’

The five of them nod. ‘We know.’

‘Also, I’d rather have something left to eat here, so please don’t be swines and eat everything.’

‘We won’t,’ they all say.

‘And—’

‘Amelia, just go!’ Lola laughs. ‘We know how to behave ourselves here. It’s not the first time we’re alone here.’

‘Yes, mom, we’ll manage,’ Benji adds.

I nod, realizing I’m totally overreacting. They are home alone here all the time, while I hang out with Eve and Johnny. This isn’t new. ‘Right, you are totally right. I’m so sorry.’

‘Have fun,’ my daughter says.

‘We will,’ I say, ‘and Jake, for the love of God, don’t say: but not too much fun.’

‘How did you know I was about to say that?’ he asks, his voice a bit higher from sheer surprise.

‘You are fairly predictable,’ Henry says. ‘Even I knew you were going to say that.’

I finally manage to leave the place with Henry and when we’re finally in his truck, I lean over to give him a long kiss on his soft lips. He hums against my mouth, as he places his rough hand on my cheek. I can’t believe he actually deepens the kiss, but I’m not complaining at all. I could kiss this man non stop for hours on end, without getting tired of it. When we let each other go, I smile. ‘I really missed you,’ I say, ‘though I saw you this morning. Is that too clingy?’

‘Not too clingy at all, because I missed you too. I can’t get quite enough of you.’ He starts the car when we put on the seatbelts and he says: ‘I bought the ingredients you told me to buy for the pies. I also bought some whipped cream, because Greg told me if I were going to eat one of your apple pies, there has to be whipped cream on top of it.’

‘Greg is an absolute angel for reminding you, because I am out of whipped cream and he is totally right. Did you know I won the pie baking contest back in middle school with my fabulous apple pie?’

‘I did not know,’ Henry says, as he drives off. He mindlessly places his hand on my leg and I can’t stop myself to place mine on top of it. ‘I really look forward to this,’ he admits. ‘I have never been apple picking before.’

‘It’s so much fun. Pro tip: you have to walk at least twenty minutes before you start picking. Then you find the best apples.’

‘Good thing I have an expert with me,’ he says. ‘Greg told me it would be fun.’

‘You tell Greg quite a lot,’ I say with a chuckle. ‘Well, no wonder he kept wiggling his eyebrows at me yesterday.’ I wrap my arms around his thick one, before placing my head on his bicep. When Dean and I were still married, I could never sit against him like this in the car, because our seats were separated. Henry’s truck allows me to scoot over a bit to the middle, so I can melt against his broad frame. ‘I’m sorry about Jake,’ I say.

‘Well, don’t be. I really love the way you are with not only your kids, but also with Eve’s. It truly shows how close you guys are. I think it’s great you two live next to one another and you can always lean on each other.’

‘It sure is.’

‘Tell me, Amelia, how was your day at school?’

I tell him about how the kids were sweet today and how we made some Halloween related drawings. I even mention the slight peeing incident, but also that it was no big deal really. ‘How was your day?’

‘It was okay,’ he says, but I can hear his voice flatten a bit.

I look to the side, only to discover a deep frown between his brows. From the looks of it, today was not okay. ‘What happened?’

‘My mother called,’ he says, ‘telling me to come back home.’

‘Oh,’ I say. That can’t be good? ‘Are you going back?’

‘No of course not, I just arrived here. Besides, my life here is much better than in Jersey.’ He sighs. ‘She thought it was a horrible idea to move here. She also didn’t approve of my choices of work and sure doesn’t like it I’m doing it overseas now.’

‘Why not?’

‘Well, when you have four brothers who are either with the Marines, lawyers and all that stuff, you could say I’m the loser of the family.’

‘Or are you the only one that followed their heart?’ I ask. ‘I mean, do you even know if your brothers enjoy what they do?’

He simply shrugs. It’s been hard on Henry to open up, I can see that. ‘Henry,’ I say, ‘when I grew up, I wanted to work at the mortuary.’

‘What?’ he asks. ‘Really?’

‘Yeah, I went to my granddad’s funeral and I was in that age where I wanted to experience everything. The woman who helped us arranging the funeral, I was in awe of her. I went with her probably the entire time and she told me what she did for a living. I was actually planning on becoming one, figuring out to what colleges I had to go to, but then I went to Korea. After I came back, I realized I didn’t want to work with the dead, but with the living and preferably our future.’ Realizing that, per usual, I’m about to miss the point I was going to make. ‘What I’m trying to say with this, was that every career move I had in mind, it wasn’t something my parents wanted me to do. They envisioned me becoming a doctor, or a a lawyer, owning my own business. But they just accepted all the choices I made, whether they liked it or not.’

Henry laughs. ‘Wow,’ he says. ‘I just can’t believe you wanted to work at a mortuary. You sure are quite something, Amelia.’

‘I like to keep on surprising.’

‘Figured. What about your kids?’

I chuckle. ‘They have interesting plans. Benji wants to become a career judoka, but I told him he needs to think about getting a degree. He might be quite the judoka now, but what if one day he gets injured or he doesn’t make it? So he came up with the idea of either becoming a dentist or a coach, like you.’

‘Really?’

‘Mhm and to be honest, I’m leaning more towards coach. I think he would be really good at that. He really has an eye for the details, with not only himself, but also with others. And Isabella wants to be famous, but she hasn’t figured out how she’ll get famous.’

He nods. ‘And you support them?’

‘Of course, they are my kids. The point is that your parents should accept you and your choices. The idea of parenting is that you prepare your kids to be ready for the world, not to dictate their lives. You might have an idea of what type of career fits them best, but they have to decide for themselves, make their own choices and mistakes. Besides, I could think of worse career moves. I mean, a judo coach is a great job and being famous… It’s quite something, I have to give her that and with Isabella’s personality, she would enjoy it so much. She loves being in the spotlights, preferably alone.’

‘You’re an excellent mother. Mine could learn a thing or two from you.’ Henry parks the car on the lot, but doesn’t get out. It’s almost like he wants to say something else to me. Knowing how hard it can be for some people to open up, I decide to wait and see whether or not he wants to tell me what is on his heart. ‘You know,’ he starts with a sigh, ‘my mom never went to one of my games.’

‘Are you kidding me?’ I ask him. ‘I’m so sorry.’

‘Seeing these kids here, with their entire support system at the games, it warms my heart. I’m happy they have that.’

I study his face. ‘But you can be a bit jealous,’ I say. ‘That’s allowed.’

‘By you?’

‘By everyone. We all want something we didn’t have growing up and that’s normal. Parents try—or at least it appears as if they do—but they can never give their kids what they deserve. It pains me to know that there are things that I can’t provide for my kids or that I can’t meet their needs. I remember when I was doing my first internship at a primary school, I saw this mother who had four beautiful daughters. That’s what I wanted: sisters or brothers. I was all alone growing up and people would kill for that, but I just wanted a companion within my family. But my parents couldn’t give me that.’ I send him a reassuring smile. ‘Believe me, it can be hard to see kids who have what you have always wanted growing up or kids that are deprived of that what you had.’

Henry nods. ‘Wise woman you are.’

‘Shut up.’

‘I mean it! And just know that when I look over at the bleachers now and I see you, I realize that you are my support system.’

That is the sweetest thing someone has ever said to me.

We get out of the car and all the nerves I experienced back in my own house, are all gone now, especially when he reaches over to hold my hand. Being around Henry is so easy and it worried me  a bit I didn’t feel so tense and nervous around him. When I first started dating Dean, I was a nervous wreck for at least two months. But maybe it’s unfair to compare teen Amelia, to adult Amelia who is divorced and has two kids.

When we arrive at the apple picking field, Henry hands me a bucket and together we walk over the grass, finding the spot with the best apples. ‘So tell me all about the divorce, Henry.’

He chuckles. ‘How long have you been thinking about this?’

‘To be fair? The second you told me about it. I mean, who would divorce you?’

‘I could say the same thing about you. You are the catch of the town.’

‘You are too,’ I say.

He bites his bottom lip as he stares ahead of him. ‘Okay, so I told you that my parents wanted me to marry her and her family wanted her to marry me.’

‘Yes.’

‘And how she dated my friend behind my back and we got divorced, right?’

‘Yes. I’m just curious to why you agreed to it?’

He snickers. ‘It had to do with a trust fund.’

‘Trust fund? That is honestly a thing?’ I ask.

Henry nods. ‘It is. So, if I married her, I would eventually get access to the trust fund.’

Eventually. That isn’t promising. ‘But you got divorced,’ I note. ‘What happened to the trust fund?’

‘It is now a yacht, owned by my parents.’

I place my hand on his arm. ‘Are you fucking kidding me?’

‘Never expected the word fucking to leave the lips of kindergarten teacher Amelia Jung,’ he chuckles. ‘But no, I’m not kidding. When I divorced Vera, that’s my ex, they knew she slept with my best friend, but they blamed me.’

This is absolutely infuriating me. ‘You have to give me your parents’ number,’ I say in all seriousness, ‘so I can call them and tell them their parenting style is honestly unbelievable. Henry you are a grown man! You should decide for yourself who you are dating or what kind of career you want to pursue. And that trust fund thing, how low, my goodness.’

Henry chuckles. ‘You understand why I had to leave?’

‘Oh, I more than understand, I just wonder why you didn’t leave sooner. I really don’t want to talk badly about your parents since I don’t know them, but this crosses a line. What an idiots.’

He nudges my side. ‘This fired up look really suits you, Amelia,’ he admits. ‘I like it.’

I look up and he smiles. He is so beautiful, my oh my. ‘Can I ask you something?’

‘Always.’

‘How rich are your parents? I don’t need a number, but just an indication.’

‘They are pretty rich,’ he says. ‘Like, there is a possibility we would have marry a distant cousin to keep the money in the family, if there are no more trusted family friends who are single.’

Why do I know exactly what kind of family this is about? ‘I didn’t know Jersey had those types of rich.’

‘We keep on surprising,’ he chuckles. ‘Honestly, I never really fitted in, always the black sheep of the family. I’m just grateful I’m out of there and living my own life, even if it’s at age thirty eight.’

‘Luna Meadows sure is lucky to have you here.’ I stand on my toes, to give him a kiss on his soft lips. ‘You sure you don’t want me to call your parents?’

‘I don’t think they are ready for that,’ he smiles. ‘If they find out I’m dating you, they’ll flip.’

Oh my, we’re dating? Is that what he is saying? ‘Is it because I’m Korean?’

He shakes his head. ‘No, it’s more you having kids.’

‘Don’t your parents want grandkids? I thought everyone with kids is desperate to become grandparents.’

‘They do, just blood related grandkids.’

I simply scoff. ‘Your parents are a piece of work.’

‘You can say that again.’ I’m already opening my mouth, but he is way ahead of me. ‘Don’t even think about it,’ he chuckles. We start picking some good looking apples, as the late autumn sun warms my back. ‘Okay Amelia, I see a nice apple, but I can’t reach.’

‘Well, that sucks,’ I say, ‘because of you can’t reach it, I certainly ca— Oh no! Henry, put me down!’ I scream as he wraps his arm around my legs, lifting me up.

‘It’s the one on your right,’ he tells me, but I have closed my eyes shut. ‘Come on, Jung, it’s not that high!’

‘It is!’ I say. ‘You know I’m afraid of heights.’

‘I know you are. Just pick that one apple.’

I manage to open only one eye and quickly grab the one on my right. After I nearly broke the branch while picking it, he carefully puts me down. ‘That wasn’t funny, coach Cavill,’ I tell him, pointing dangerously at him with my pointer finger.

‘Oh look at that,’ he chuckles, ‘the teacher-finger.’

I try not to smile, but I fail. ‘Shut up.’

He bites his bottom lip, only making my heart pound really fast. Is he aware of the effect he has on my heart, especially when he does that? Henry leans in to give me a quick peck on my lips.

Amelia, please, now is not the time to faint.

‘Excuse me,’ I hear a voice behind me say and I cannot believe it’s Trixie again. Of course she is here, to ruin my fantastic date. She accidentally sat in the booth next to me on my second date with Dean, together with her friends. ‘Coach Cavill, I wanted to talk to you about George, is now a good time?’

I want to smack that smug grin of her face. No, now isn’t a good time and any human being with even one braincell could’ve figured that out.

Henry clears his throat, obviously a little caught off guard. ‘Uh, what did you wanted to talk about?’ he asks, as he scratches himself in the back of his neck.

‘His progress.’

Well, I can tell her all about that: her twelve year old is just as bad as he was three years ago. There is no progress with George Yates.

‘I think we should have that conversation a little later,’ Henry says with a professional tone, ‘when we’re at the center for example. I have video material and all. We could have a chat tomorrow, before training.’

‘Can’t wait,’ she says. ‘Amelia, are you having fun?’

‘Mhm, we’re going to make an apple pie at his place,’ I say, holding up the basket. ‘Remember, back in middle school when we were in that pie baking contest and I made one of my famous apple pies. What did you make again?’

Her face grows pale.

‘Oh right, pecan pie, with that very dark crust.’

Trixie is ready to skin me alive and honestly, I can’t really blame her, because I have been in her shoes more than once. For years her words would stab me like knives and now it’s the other way around. I remember when I came back from Korea, the way she gave me a hard time because my band Forever Hope disbanded. I mean, what did she accomplishment in those years? A date with Lucas Yates?

However, back then I just ignored her, but now I can’t. She will do anything to discredit me, but after that last phone call I had with Eve, when Trixie told me how I did not want to host a baby shower and a sweet sixteen at the same time, I felt this newly gained power to not allow her words to get to me.

I came to the realization that Trixie is still stuck in her high school mentality, while I grew up and actually matured. This gossiping and undermining thing was ridiculous back in school, but now… It’s still ridiculous, but also just plain pathetic. And maybe my comments aren’t exactly mature, but this is honestly just a small part of the payback she deserves after all those years of nearly bullying me.

‘Well, Trixie, Henry and I have some baking to do. See you later.’ I grab Henry by his hand and pull him with me. Henry doesn’t say a word on our way back to the truck, but once we’re both seated, he starts to laugh. ‘What?’ I ask.

‘How much underlying anger was in that conversation?’

‘Oh, quite a lot,’ I chuckle. I try not to think about the whole kid thing, because I honestly think it’s too soon for Henry and I to have that discussion. ‘Trixie and I go way back and I just felt this need to tell her off. Sorry.’

‘No need for apologies, remember?’ He places his hand on my leg and gives me a comforting squeeze. ‘Just so you know: I like you seeing you like this.’ He leans over and presses a kiss on my lips. ‘Now let’s go and make that famous apple pie of yours.’

✰ ✰ ✰

Making apple pie with Henry was nearly impossible. For starters, I had to make a checklist of every single thing that needed to be done at his place and spoiler alert: it’s a lot. I don’t want to call this place a dump, but… It kind of resembles one, if I’m being honest. When I finally managed to get myself to the kitchen, he continued to distract me with hugs and kisses. I mean, it’s not the worst thing I could think of (it was quite romantic), but once I’m baking pies, there is just this instant switch and I have a severe case of tunnel vision.

But of course, I managed to pull it off, with shockingly little help of Henry (but he made it all up by being handsome and handing me the stuff I needed). Now we are waiting for the three pies to cool a bit, as we are sitting on the couch. ‘I didn’t get any texts from the kids,’ I say, as I stare at my phone. ‘Or Eve for that matter. Are they okay?’

‘I think you are worrying too much.’

‘I’m not,’ I tell him, but when I look up and see his eyes, I realize I’m lying. ‘Okay, maybe I worry too much. It’s a trait I got only after the divorce. I usually was pretty chilled, very laid back, however when they went to their dad for the first time after the divorce… I was a nervous wreck. I think I finished up an entire bottle of wine and some.’

‘Oh no,’ he chuckles. ‘I’m sorry.’ He wraps an arm around my shoulders and lets out a sigh. ‘But I think it’s a mom’s job to worry.’

‘Yeah, part of the job, indeed.’

He doesn’t say anything for a while, but then he breaks the silence by saying: ‘You know, I keep thinking about Benji and that… anger outburst he had the other day.’

‘I know, I know, we’re trying to work on it, but… He just bottles up all of his emotions and then they come out uncontrolled. It’s so uncharacteristic of him, but he has been having them since he was little. I just worry sometimes he might hurt someone.’

‘I understand,’ Henry whispers.

‘But when he was younger, he would also save it when it was just us, when his dad wasn’t around. Probably because I just let him have his rage, before finally stopping when it was about to get out of hand. Dean on the other hand would get really angry. I think he felt and still feels safer to do it when he is with me.’

‘Understandable.’

‘I just worry a lot and that resulted in quite a few grey hairs.’

‘Listen,’ he says, ‘you are doing an excellent job, that I can guarantee. I mean, listen only to my parents and how much of a train wreck they are.’

I chuckle. ‘That’s a wonderful compliment, thanks for that, Henry.’

‘You understand what I mean.’

‘I sure do and… I know I’m doing good, but sometimes I just lack so much in my own opinion.’ I lean towards him, to press a long kiss on his lips. Before he can say anything to that last statement I made, I say: ‘We should get going. Think the pies are ready.’

‘And you desperately want to get back to your children, copy that.’

Henry and I get in his truck, with the slightly steaming pies covered in tea towels so you won’t burn your hands when you hold them. I adore being in a car with him, especially when he places his hand on my thigh. When we arrive home, Henry holds the pies in his hands and when I open the door, I only hear Isabella’s and Benji’s laughs, meaning the other kids went home. I’ll bring the other pie to Eve’s tonight. ‘Hi sweeties,’ I say when I walk into the living room, seeing the two of them on the couch.

‘Mom!’ They jump up and rush towards me and hug me close. ‘How was it?’ Benji asks.

‘It was wonderful,’ Henry says, ‘and you kids are lucky your mom loves you a lot, because otherwise I would’ve eaten all of this all by myself.’

Benji holds out his hands to help Henry out and brings the pies to the kitchen. Isabella jumps up and with one arm he balances her on his hip. ‘You wouldn’t, right?’

‘Oh, I think he would,’ I chuckle.

We walk to the kitchen, where Benji already has four plates prepared. ‘Oh shoot,’ I say to Henry, ‘I left the whipped cream in the car.’

‘I’ll get it, no worries,’ he says with a smile, before turning around, as he grabs his keys from the counter.

When he is out of hearing distance, Isabella pokes my arm. ‘And?’

‘And what?’ I ask her.

‘Did you two kiss again?’

The fact that I’m stammering, is the answer to her question. ‘Why do you care?’ Benji asks his little sister.

‘It’s just so romantic,’ she exclaims and wraps her arms around my shoulders, pressing her cheek against mine.

Henry walks back in with the whipped cream, tosses it up, before catching it with his other hand. Show off, I think to myself. ‘Who wants some?’ he asks.

‘I do, I do!’ Isabella says.

‘On your nose or on the pie?’ Henry asks with a smile.

‘On the pie,’ she chuckles. ‘You are a pig.’

‘You can’t just call people pigs,’ I say to her, softly squeezing her side.

‘You do it all the time, mom.’

‘Some things need to stay within the Jung family, honey,’ I whisper in her ear. ‘Okay, Isabella, pick a piece.’

We take our plates with the piece of pie and the whipped cream and sit at the table. Benji is seated next to me and when I look to the side, I notice him looking at Henry and how he is treating Isabella. I bump my knee against his and our eyes meet. My sweet boy, I think to myself. He sends me a quick smile and I chuckle.

‘Benji and Isabella, do you mind if I talk to you two about something?’

‘Is it something we did?’ Benji asks, his voice dripping with worry.

I place my hand on his wrist. ‘No, sweetheart, it’s nothing you did.’

Henry shakes his head. ‘It’s just something I need you to know.’

Isabella looks up to the side, as she takes in the broad man next to him. ‘What is it?’

‘Well I want you two to know that… Just because I’m dating your mom, doesn’t mean I’m trying to steal her away from you nor to become your new dad. She is still your mom and you two are her number one priorities.’

My daughter chuckles. ‘Henry, we know all that.’

‘And we are more than happy to share our mom with you,’ Benji tells him.

While Henry is a bit surprised, I am not, because I just knew my kids would react like this. ‘Really?’ He can’t help but smile and that melts my heart.

‘Really,’ my two kids confirm and I smile when I see how happy the three of them are. ‘Is there anything you wish I know or you expect from me?’ He looks over at Isabella, who already opened her mouth. ‘And that does not involve watching television with you passed your bedtime,’ he says, causing her to pout.

‘Just make my mom happy,’ Benji says and if my heart wasn’t completely melted away, it is now.

‘Honey,’ I say, as I wrap my arms around his neck. I can feel he is rolling his eyes. ‘You are too sweet.’

‘Mom, stop,’ he laughs.

‘My boy is such a darling,’ I continue, simply to pester him.

‘Mom!’ Benji says, trying to push me off, but I’m simply too strong for now.

‘I did such a good job raising you,’ I chuckle, as I pepper his cheek with kisses.

‘Mom!’ He starts to laugh and I actually let him go now. ‘Don’t hug me like that again, but I meant what I said. Just make my mom happy and then I’m happy.’

‘I can do that,’ Henry says. ‘I promise.’

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It Happened-Chapter 3: Oh Shit!?!

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You felt the presence of someone in your room even before opening your eyes. You sat up slowly and looked to the end of your bed, at the figure standing at the foot of your bed. You focused your eyes and realized it was Steve staring back at you. He didn’t make a move to come towards you, as you stared back at him, it was as if he was staring into the depths of your soul. Your staring contest continued for what felt like hours, so you tried to break the stalemate by crawling towards Steve. Steve held out his hands to stop you from coming closer, you froze in place and watched as Steve rounded the bed on the left side. He sat on the edge of the bed, with his back facing you.

You wanted to reach out to your husband so badly, but you knew he didn’t want to be touched, correction you knew he didn’t want to be touched by you. It hurt you to see him look at you like you were a stranger, unrecognizable to him. You saw his back raise up as he took in a deep breath, finally he spoke.

“Why? Why did you cheat on me?”

You looked up from your lap, taking your own deep breath as tears began to fall down your face. “I made a mistake Steve; I wasn’t thinking clearly.”

Steve shook his head lightly laughing in between sniffles, “That much is obvious, but it still doesn’t explain why. I want to know why you chose to sleep with my best friend, of all people Y/N, knowing your married to me. Did I do something to make you want to do this? Are you not happy with me anymore?”

You couldn’t take it anymore, you felt awful that Steve even had the insane notion that he was the reason for your adultery. You hopped off the bed, onto the floor, and kneeled in front of Steve. Looking up into his eyes, bloodshot and tear-filled, you had to get him to see that this wasn’t at all his fault. “Steve, listen to me, you make me happy and there was nothing that you did to cause me to cheat.” You grabbed onto his hands and squeezed them, “Steve this is on me, I did wrong on my own accord.”

Steve stood up slowly from the bed and looked down on you, “Then why (Y/N)?” You looked up at Steve, unsure of what to say. How to explain that you didn’t plan to cheat on him, that it just happened. “Steve, I don’t have an explanation for why I did it, it was selfish on my part. I didn’t stop to think about how it would affect our relationship…” “MARRIAGE (Y/N),” Steve shouted to interrupt you, “Our marriage…” Steve sat back down on the bed and rubbed his hand down his face in frustration.  You kept your head down, tears were streaming down your face as you focused on your hands as they lay on your knees, unable to look Steve in the eye. You knew where this conversation was going, you and Steve were going to separate and get a divorce. This was it; the terrible repercussions of your incident were here to roost. Steve reached down and lifted your head with his hand so that he could see into your face. You looked at him, seeing the hurt and distrust in his eyes, you knew what he was trying to do but could see the difficulty he was having in saying it. You steeled yourself to do it, not wanting to drag this out any longer than it had to be. “Steve, I know we’re going to be getting a divorce, but I don’t want it to turn into a long dragged out mess.” You were surprised by the smirk that crossed his face; it wasn’t one of fun. “Who told you we were getting a divorce?” His smirk fell into a snarl, “Is that what you want? Is that why you did this, so I would leave you so you can try to be with Bucky again?” “No, that isn’t why I did it, Steve, I just figured…” you muttered cut off by Steve again. “Do you love me (Y/N)?” He began to walk around you slowly. “Yes Steve, I do love you, despite my actions.” You looked at him as he made his way to your other side. “Are you in love with him?” He asked quieter, as he began to walk back around you. “No, no I am not in love with James.” Your body trembled as you said it as if to show you were unsure of your answer. Steve bent down to your right ear and whispered, “Prove it.” You looked to him not sure of what he meant. He could tell from your eyes that you didn’t understand what he meant. “If you truly love me, and are only in love with me then prove it (Y/N), cause right now I don’t believe you.” Your mind began to race, how can you prove to him, this man that was too good for you, that you loved him and only him. “What can I do to prove it to you, Steve?” He stepped up close behind you, to the point you could feel his chest and stiff cock against your backside. He stripped your clothes off quickly, leaving you standing there naked. “Lay down.”

You climbed into bed and laid back, looking on as Steve stripped out of his clothes. He crawled up your body until his knees were on either side of your head. He grabbed himself and stroked slowly, precum beading on the end of his cock. He looked down at you, your eyes soft and shaded by your lashes. “Suck.” He said, and with that simple word you took him into your mouth. Suckling on his cock as if it were an orange and yellow, Big Stick popsicle. You moved your neck as much as you could from the angle you were in, desperately bobbing you focused your attention on the head. You massaged it, curving the flat of your tongue around the underside, then moved the tip of your tongue, into the opening in his cock that was wet with precum. Steve moaned and continued stroking himself quickly, until you felt him unload, the cum sliding down the back of your throat. He slid himself out of your mouth and looked down at you, the both of you panting and trying to catch a breath.

He shimmied down your body, resting his thighs over your hips. He leaned down and kissed you deeply, a tear rolled down your cheek. You missed this closeness and intimacy with your husband, even though you know you didn’t deserve it. He’d only been gone a week, but it felt like forever to you. Many questions were running through your head regarding his absence, though you decided that now wasn’t the time to discuss that. Equally distracted by your thoughts and his kisses, you hadn’t noticed that Steve had handcuffed your arms above your head, to the headboard. You tried to pull down on both arms, then looked back at Steve. He smirked at seeing the realization on your face and leaned down to your ear, his warm breath making you shiver. “You know you’re mine, right?” “You are my WIFE.” Steve lined his cock up with the entrance to your pussy and slowly pushed in, he began at a steady pace, not brutal but focused. “You cut me down to my core when you told me you had sex with Bucky.” You heard his breath catch and a tear drop touched your cheek, Steve rose above you, allowing you to be able to see the tears slipping from his eyes. “My best friend Y/N…” You began to cry, seeing him in distress and being the cause of that pain was crushing you. Steve wiped the tears from his eyes, then he reached down and wiped your tears away with his thumb. “We made a promise to each other, ‘til death do us part, Y/N. I have no problem fighting for what belongs to me…” Steve reached down and wrapped his right hand around your neck, he didn’t apply any pressure, but you could feel that he had a firm hold on you. “…so, I will not allow you to run, just because we’re having problems. I love you and we are going to fix this.”

Steve had a darkness in his eyes you hadn’t seen before, dominance and control rolling off him, willing you to submit to him. This wasn’t his commander air that you and the team were accustomed to seeing, this even bypassed the usual primal air he displayed in bed on occasion. This was something more…possessive. He began to pump in and out of you, making you feel every inch of him. He tried out different angles until he got the specific sound, he wanted out of you, something between a whimper and a high-pitched hiccup. He continued hitting your sweet spot, quickly bringing your orgasm out of you with a loud cry. Your eyes lids sat low as you watched Steve work for his own release, they fluttered closed as the last image you saw or rather felt, was Steve nipping and suckling your neck. A deep, peaceful sleep over took you, worn out from the emotional stress and physical activities of the night.

You awoke the next morning to a pleasant feeling, a familiar tightness building in your body. You blinked your eyes rapidly and looked down your body to see, Steve feasting on your pussy like it was his last meal. Working his tongue expertly over your clit, you felt your climax coming. You gripped on to his hair, riding out the snap as it washed over your already wrecked body. Steve came up for air after lapping at your last remaining juices, grinning like a kid on Christmas. You panted, sitting up on your elbows to stare at him wide-eyed. “Good morning kitten.” Steve said kissing you passionately. “Um...good morning, Daddy.” You looked at Steve, trying to figure out what was in the air.

Something about him was different you were sure, but couldn’t quite put your finger on it. Suddenly the urge to pee hit you, you made a move to get out of bed, but Steve reached out to stop you. “Where are you going?” You looked back at him in mock shock, “Hubby I need to pee, like yesterday!” You pulled away quickly and ran into the bathroom, sitting there and blissfully thinking that everything might be alright. While you were washing your hands, you looked up at the mirror and screamed in terror. There in your reflection was your body, littered with hickies. Steve casually walked into the bathroom and asked you what was wrong.

“What’s wrong?” you snapped. “Look at me, I look like I have some kind of skin condition.” You began to paw at your body, touching your neck and rubbing down your chest and arms. Steve stood behind you, wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder. He smirked at you in the mirror, “No, you look like you belong to someone who loves you very, very much. Now come on we have to get ready for breakfast.” He moved to kiss your neck, and you dipped out of his reach. You turned to him, looking at him with worry in your eyes. “Steve, I can’t go outside our room looking like this, they’re everywhere.” Steve looked at you and tilted his head to the side, “Why would you need to cover them up? We’re married, everyone knows this, so what is there to be ashamed of?” You shook your head, not believing this was coming out of Steve’s mouth. “Or maybe…you don’t want Bucky to see them.” Your head snapped up at that remark, you looked at Steve with tears beginning to brim in your eyes. “Steve that isn’t it.”

He pulled you into a hug, “Kitten I told you we’re going to fix this, this is just the beginning.” “Now come on, we have somethings to get to after breakfast. I’ve picked out your clothes and they’re on the bed when we get out of the shower.” You heard Steve turn on the shower, and he helped you in, but your mind was far away from your current location. You knew Steve was feeling jaded, and that this current act was just his possessive way of claiming you, but you weren’t sure how to fix the situation. You dwelled on the divorce you thought was on the horizon that you hadn’t even thought about what could be done to salvage your marriage. You now had to follow his lead, and hope that there would be a light at the end of the tunnel.

You both stepped out of the shower, toweled off and went to get dressed, you put on the clothes Steve had picked out for you, something you had long since put away when you and Steve had decided to be exclusive. The type of clothes Steve felt were too revealing before, were now your go-to outfit this morning. You looked in the mirror, every mark would be visible except the ones where the sun doesn’t shine. Steve grabbed your hand, pulling you away from the mirror. “You ready kitten?” You looked at him and back towards the mirror, “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

You both walked out, Steve slightly in front of you and made it to the common room floor. When you two stepped out, you heard everyone’s voices go quiet. You weren’t sure if it was shock over seeing Steve back after being MIA for a week or if it was your appearance. “Good morning,” Steve said to everyone, he sat down and pulled you down, into his lap. “Uh hey, Steve, glad to see your back,” Sam spoke up first, his eyes glued on the two of you. You could feel everyone staring at your body, trying to make sense of what exactly they were seeing. “So…um…I see you had a, ah…good vacation?”, Tony fumbled for words, you knew it looked as bad as you thought if it was making Tony Stark stutter. “Yea just needed some time to figure everything out.” That was all Steve gave everyone, he rubbed your back which pulled you out of your thoughts. “Kitten, will you fix my plate for me?” “Sure,” you replied and started piling different foods on to his plate. You then walked over towards the counter to make him a cup of coffee. Wanda approached you and touched your arm, a look of concern on her face. “Y/N, are you ok?”, you looked at her and smiled nervously. “Yea, I’m ok.” You replied with a strained smile. She leaned in closer, her voice just above a whisper, “Then why haven’t you told him about the baby yet?” You looked at her wide-eyed, snapping your mind shut to her. You weren’t upset with her, you and her having some similar mental abilities it was bound to happen on occasion that either of you would see the others thought’s clear as day, even at a distance.

“Well with everything that’s happened, I wasn’t sure if telling him would have been a good or bad thing.” Steve looked back to where the two of you were. You looked back at Wanda as you made your way towards Steve. “We can talk at the table; I won’t block you out.” This made her give you a big smile, as she made her way back to the table. As you approached you hadn’t noticed when Sharon slipped into the room, but there she was sitting in between Natasha and Pepper. Which happened to be directly across from Steve, “oh joy” you thought. As you put the coffee down at the table, you went to sit next to Steve, which would have put you across from Bucky, but your hubby pulled you into his lap again. You noticed Sharon’s lip twitch at the gesture.

Agent 13 was another female you didn’t quite care for, you knew she and Steve had, had a thing a while back before you joined the team, but the way Steve put it, they only kissed once and nothing else materialized from it. You didn’t even see the woman often enough to call her an acquaintance, but whenever she did see you, she always threw dirty looks your way. Today, she was grinning at you across the table. “Why is your ex smiling at me like that?”, you whispered into Steve’s ear. He didn’t even bother to look in Sharon’s direction. “We kissed ONE time, that doesn’t make her my ex, and I don’t know why she’s doing that, just ignore her”, Steve replied calmly. You gritted your teeth, “Well she needs to stop before I slap that stupid grin off her face.” You rolled your eyes at her and proceeded to mentally converse with Wanda, but were interrupted by Tony.

“So, I’ll bite the bullet, because my curiosity is eating me up here, and I’m sure everyone else wants to know…what’s going on with your skin Y/N?” You could see the smirk he was trying, but failing to hide. “They’re passion marks, Tony. Don’t you recognize them, or has it been that long since you’ve been allowed to give one?” That little jab got most of the table laughing except for Carter and Bucky. The latter you didn’t dare look at. Partially from fear of what you’d see in his eyes and the other part of you afraid of what Steve would do if he caught you. “We just got a little carried away last night.” “Whose we? Clint chimed in, “Steve hasn’t got a scratch on him.” “Don’t you think his healing factor is what might be preventing the evidence?” Sam said, you secretly thanked the man. As the two continued to bicker, Tony reached over towards you to try and examine your arm. “I know Steve got carried away, I’ve just never seen so many at one time, and everywhere.” Steve grabbed Tony’s arm before it could reach you. “Knock it off Tony.” He warned the man, his tone not showing an ounce of playfulness. Tony wriggled his arm away from Steve and rubbed where his own bruise was starting to form. “No need to get so possessive Steve, I’m not the one who slept with her.”

The table got quiet at that; all anyone could hear was the air running through the vents. You couldn’t take the looks of judgment or pity that probably surrounded the table, you didn’t dare look up to find out. You looked towards Steve and saw the look of murder in his eyes, as he glared at Bucky. The tick of his jaw letting you know something was about to happen. You hated how much more tense the atmosphere was now, the air so thick you felt you were suffocating. You had to get out of there, for the sake of your own sanity. You got up to leave the table, but Steve caught your arm to keep you from running.

“Let her slutty ass go Steve.” You turned back towards the table; eyes wide as you looked back at Sharon. Was this girl serious, you thought to yourself. Who in the hell did she think she was talking to? “What? You thought I didn’t know about you cheating on poor Steve?”, she continued, “I knew the moment I met you, you were no good for him. Knew you didn’t deserve him…”

Steve tried to interrupt her, “Sharon, stop.”

“No, Steve.” Sharon began to walk around the table towards you. “The bitch needs to hear this, you spent a whole week at my house pouring your heart out to me, don’t protect her.” She finally made her way to standing right in front of you at arm’s reach. You looked from her to him at the revelation, so he’d been at her house all week, ha!  You turned your attention back to Sharon as she continued her rant.

“You had no business dating him after Bucky left you, if you were a decent woman, you’d have known that.” Your blood began to boil in your veins as she went on. “Then I’m not sure what kind of mind control you used, to get him to marry you…” Coils were beginning to snap in your head. “…and you have the nerve to cheat on him? You opened your legs for Bucky just like the whore you are.” Your hair began to rise slowly, “I’m surprised Natasha hasn’t thrashed your ass already for touching her husband.” The table began to tremble, making everyone push away from it. “If it was up to me, I’d kick your ass myself, but I promised Steve I wouldn’t touch you. So how about you do something decent for once in your life and leave him be. He deserves a nice woman, not some ninny whoring herself out to his friends.”

“SHARON THAT IS ENOUGH!” Steve finally found his footing to speak. He tried to touch your arm to calm you, but your other side had a hold of the reins now. Your head whipped around to where his arm had gripped yours, you looked back up at him slowly, your eyes were glowing now. You telepathically shoved Steve away from you and snapped around before anyone could stop you and grabbed Sharon with your mind by the throat and held her body in place above you. Wanda could feel the dark energy rolling off you, she could feel it draining the life out of your body.  She had to stop you before you did something you’d regret. She knew if she tried to reach you mentally it wouldn’t work, she’d have to say it out loud.

“Y/N, STOP! YOU’RE HURTING THE BABY.”

You blinked rapidly, withdrawing from the dark part of your mind. You dropped Sharon to the floor roughly and stood there breathing heavily. Everyone was standing there in shock, either from what had just happened or from Wanda’s big reveal. Steve walked up to you, he touched your face and asked if you were alright. Sharon got up slowly, shaking as she tried to get upright. “You’re asking HER if she’s alright? That bitch tried to kill me.” Steve turned to her, staring daggers at Sharon, he’d apparently had enough of her talking. “Sharon, I need you to leave, NOW!” Sharon had a look of utter betrayal, like she’d just been kicked in the guts. “I let you lay up in my house, I feed and comfort you, and you’re asking me to leave? Ha, well this is rich.” She turned to leave but stopped before she made it to the elevator. “Oh, and here’s a little tidbit for the rest of you since Steve here is feeling so forgiving all of a fucking sudden.” “Steve and Natasha started fucking each other after the Avengers formed. They didn’t stop until Natasha and Bucky got together again. He also said that he’s going to fuck her to get back at Y/N and Bucky, but he wasn’t sure if she’d go along with it and that he really missed pounding into her.”

You looked at Bucky, his eyes snapped back and forth from Natasha and Steve. Natasha finally spoke, “Sharon your just upset that he wouldn’t fuck you. Get over it.” Sharon’s eyes narrowed at the redhead, “Oh, fuck you, Romanoff.” “Sharon you’ve embarrassed yourself enough, just GO!” Steve said to the upset blond. As she stepped into the elevator, she turned around to face the stunned room. “Steve I’ll be at home when you fucking get your senses straight and realize she isn’t right for you.” The elevator closed taking her away, yet you kept staring at the elevator like you expected her to come back for round two. You hadn’t even heard Steve walk up behind you.

“Y/N, your pregnant?”

Tags: @iheartsebastianstan

[justjessame]

Put Me In Coach 6

Awkward. That’s the best word for the situation I found myself in as my mom stood leaning against the front door after dropping the bombshell that she KNEW that Negan and I were-whatever the fuck Negan and I were. Shit.

“Amara Elinor Kendall.” Shit the big fucking guns. My full name. “Why didn’t you tell me?” Wait, what? “If that man was grooming you all these years-” Oh for fuck’s sake, really?

“Mother!” I gasped, stopping her. “Negan is plenty of things, but he’s not a child molester.” I rolled my eyes. “We never, he NEVER so much as looked at me until this year. AFTER I turned eighteen.” Jesus. Really?

“It’s inappropriate, Mara.” She offered, eyes shrewd. “He’s in a position of authority and you are still a student.” No, really?

I fought an eye roll. “Mom,” I sighed. “Negan’s NOT my teacher. He’s in NO position of authority over me.” Unless I’ve misbehaved and he decides to punish me, fuck, DON’T think about that now, you stupid asshole. “Seriously, he’s not that guy, whoever that guy IS.”

Mom was studying me. My face, the hopefully more earnest than irritated expression I was showing her and my eyes. “You’re in love with him.” Well, no shit. “He’s-” She stopped, considering what she found most inappropriate about Negan. “He’s so much older than you.”

“Isn’t Dad like ten years older than you?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. She nodded vaguely, and I watched as she worked on her next argument against Negan.

“He’s a gym teacher, Mara.” Said in the same tone of voice most people might offer ‘he’s a serial killer who fucks corpses, Mara.’. I nodded, can’t dispute that fact.

“He is.” I waited, then since we seemed at a standoff, I crossed my arms over my chest. “Why is teaching such a terrible career?” Oh, please, I begged, come at me now.

“It’s not real teaching, is it?” I nearly huffed a laugh. You sit on your ass in a huge fucking house hiring and firing maids on a whim, but Negan’s not a real teacher. OK.

I tilted my head and considered the plan of attack. “He gives tests, he grades tests, they have WORDS on the tests.” She was looking for a hole, I could see it. “And since I plan on teaching-”

“English literature,” Mom argued. “Or history, Mara, it’s not the same.”

“I’ll still be paid shit wages.” I raised an eyebrow. “I’ll have to pay out of my own pocket for supplies. I’ll have to beg students’ families for help.” She was thinking through my argument when I hit her with it. “Negan doesn’t have to do any of that. His supplies are fully funded. His equipment, his paper usage, his entire class is fully budgeted for.” Her eyes met mine. “That means, he’s in a better position than I will be, even when I hit the same seniority that he has now.”

“Amara, what will everyone say?” Ah, the real issue. Image. “He’s older, and he’s-”

“He loves me.” I answered, and looked her dead in the eye. “He loves me, and he was there when Joe was too drunk to stand up at the spring formal. He’s the one who called Joe’s parents and had them come fetch his drunken self home. He’s the one who brought me home, safe and sound.” Minus my panties, but those were always being wrecked. And an hour after we left the school, to rip said panties, but she didn’t need that information either.

“Joe’s-” Mom started, but she was flailing and knew it.

“He was going to urinate in the punch bowl, Mom.” Screw it, let’s pound that final nail into the dream of a Joe and Amara future. “That’s how Negan knew.”

She closed her eyes and her head hit the door. Shit, did I break my mom. “That’s disgusting.” Ah, not broken, but definitely undone by the utter grossness of Joe’s drunken behavior.

“Didn’t you notice their differences tonight, Mom?” She opened her eyes to meet mine. “Joe, your ‘dream boyfriend’ for me, didn’t even hold my chair once.” She bit her lip, remembering that Negan had held mine, and HERS. “Hell, even Eric, who doesn’t really get into the ovary set, held Mary’s chair.” I shook my head. “You want so badly to have the IMAGE right, Mom, Negan IS the right image.”

She huffed out a breath. “Fine.” What? “Next week, we’ll set down to dinner, the FOUR of us, and we’ll talk.” I waited. “Perhaps without Eric tossing cilantro and breaking plates to distract me, I’ll find out if I like Negan.” I bit my lip. “Do tell Eric that destroying my china makes me want to invite him over less?” Like you loved it now, I thought. “By the way, what’s this Steven look like?” Shit, she remembered Eric’s new boy toy’s name.

 The week leading up to our family dinner was weird. Since graduation, and prom I suppose, was coming at us fast and furious, our lunches were more about discussing outfit options for under the gown and if I wanted to brave another formal.

“I’m still trying to wrap my fucking mind around the fact that your mother figured out you and Negan.” Eric said for the millionth time. “How?”

“You mean with your inspired distractions?” I laughed as Mary said it. “That cilantro toss, fuck I thought she was going to tackle you.”

“She told me,” after we had the weirdest girly gossip session about Eric’s Steven, Mary’s actual school prospects, and Joe’s slack jawed lackluster performance at dinner, “that she’d kept an eye on his hands.” They both looked at me with wide eyes. “His hand nearest me was never on the table, so she knew where he no doubt had it.” Well, she decided he was holding my hand, but clearly that was wishful thinking since both of mine had been in full view on top of the table. Selective memory, or blindness depending on your view.

“Momma Kendall with the Amish hand counting.” Mary and I giggled at Eric. “And now, dinner?”

I nodded. “Yep.” I bit my lip. “Dinner with the parents. I hope he’s prepared.”

“He is,” Negan had managed to sneak up on us. “Hey, sweetheart.” He smiled down at me as I tipped my head back to look up at him. “Your mom counted my hands?” I raised an eyebrow. “I heard Eric’s eloquent description.” I grinned.

“Yeah, you weren’t very suave.” I bit my lip and his eyes flicked to my teeth. “Do you have any backlog of grading that I can give you a hand with, Coach?”

“You read my mind, Miss Kendall.” His eyes were dark, but they were also bright with happiness. “Next period?” I nodded my agreement. “See you then.” He smiled at Eric and Mary and then walked away.

“I hate to see him go, but I fucking love to watch him leave.” Eric practically moaned while staring at Negan’s ass.

“Could you try to act slightly less starved for my guy’s fucking ass, Eric?” I rolled my eyes. “Jesus, keep showing him that much fucking thirst and I may start to feel jealous.”

Mary was snickering as Eric shot me a look. “Jealous of the fact that he might realize that you’re hot as shit, but I’M hot as fuck?” I bit my lip to keep from laughing. “Or jealous that I’m not showing you the same attention?” That did it, I let out my held back laughter. “That’s right, bitch, I’m the queen.”

“You’re the delusional bitch,” Mary corrected. “Negan’s got eyes for one person, and it pains even me to say, it’s his princess here.” She gestured to me with her thumb. “She’s a lucky bitch, but I like to think he’s a lucky asshole for catching her.”

“Aww, Mary,” I hugged her. “That’s the strangest, yet sweetest compliment I’ve ever gotten.”

I shot Eric a look over her shoulder, daring him to rise to the occasion and get back in the best best friend running.

“Bitch, please, do you NOT recall my performance at your doomed dinner party?” He raised his eyebrow. “I own your loyalty forever.”

Our laughter rang over the cafeteria.

 I met Negan in his office. No need to constantly draw attention to ourselves. I was opening up the drawer where he usually kept his grade book and the ever growing pile of quizzes that needed to be graded. I found a different stack of papers. Reading the top, I sat down in his desk chair where he found me.

“Hey, princess.” His eyes dropped to the papers I’d found. “See you found my divorce papers.” He didn’t sound upset. That was good, I guess. “Amara, why do you look so-”

“Did I destroy your marriage?” I wanted to know. Did I ruin something of his? The page I’d read through told me that his marriage had been LONG. What if I wasn’t-

He knelt in front of me and framed my face with his hands. “No.��� I looked into his eyes and tried to find any lie in what he was saying. “No, Amara, you didn’t destroy my marriage. It was over, and you helped me find the strength to leave. Finally.” Oh. “It’s a hell of a sight easier to stay in a familiar situation even if you aren’t happy, then leave and know there’s nothing to make it better.” I was squinting and trying to understand. “Freedom wasn’t enough of an incentive to leave, princess.” He shook his head. “I needed to know that I’d find someone who could make me FEEL something again. You, sweetheart, you shocked the fuck out of me.”

I smiled. “No regrets?” I nodded toward the papers.

“Not a single fucking one.” Negan offered with his usual confidence. “And, I don’t know how far you read?”

“Top page.”

“This is my finalized copy.” Oh. “It’s done.” I was a touch confused. Didn’t divorces usually go on forever. “No kids, Amara. I didn’t want the house. I hated the furniture. I got my car, and half the monetary assets, no contest.” OK. “I’m free and I’m yours.”

I bit my lip and leaned forward to press my forehead against his. “Mine?”

“Yours.”

“Do I get to do anything I want with what’s mine?” I asked, and I heard him inhale sharply. He nodded. “Good.” I leaned closer and kissed him, nipping at his bottom lip and smiling into his open mouth. Our tongues touched and then, my hands were pulling at his shirt and it was off. My fingers slid down his chest, touching every inch of skin I could. “More.” And he stood and shucked off his shorts. I stood up and those damn panties were a memory and then he was inside of me and we were on the desk, his copy of his divorce papers crunching under me as we came together hard and fast. “Harder.” And he complied. Thrusting so hard that I was thankful the damn desk was made of metal, because wood might have splintered and broke. “More.” I whispered, biting his bicep, feeling my climax scream through me. And he gave me more, and more. The bell rang as we were cleaning up.

“I didn’t get to grade your papers,” I offered, as he kissed the back of my neck. He chuckled against my skin.

“There weren’t any.” I turned and he was smiling. “I wanted you to see those papers.” He pointed to the wrinkled mess that was his copy of his divorce. “Didn’t quite imagine we’d celebrate on top of the damn things.”

I smiled and pulled his head down to kiss me again. “I love you.”

“Oh, Amara Kendall, I fucking adore you.” He whispered, as his nose nudged mine.

 The evening of our dinner, I was more nervous than the first time I CONSIDERED having sex with Negan. More nervous than the morning he spanked me raw. I was nervous that my mom would have closed herself off again, and that without her Dad’s acceptance would be a damn pipe dream.

She hadn’t given me a dress code for this meal. Thank God. I picked one of the silky slip dresses that I preferred, pairing it with a light and loose sweater, the white chucks I’d worn with the destroyed jeans. I was braiding my hair when I heard the doorbell ring. Shit already?

“Amara!” My mother’s voice called up the stairs. “Mr. Negan is here.” I was going to die if she insisted on calling him Mr. Negan.

“I’ll be right down!” I called back, wondering if I should have pressed my luck and told her to send him up. Was I becoming hysterical? Yes. I tied off my braid and took a quick look at my appearance. Then, smiling at my reflection, I grabbed the jewelry he’d gotten me for the spring formal and added them to my outfit. Mom might not get the message, but he would.

I forced myself to walk down the stairs at a normal and proper pace. Running down and leaping into his arms wouldn’t win Mom, or Dad for that matter over. It was a moot point anyway, since they’d already gone into the family room. I stood for a moment in the doorway taking in the scene. Negan looked at ease, and so did my parents. No one was screaming. No one was bleeding. Yet.

“Good evening,” I offered, stepping into the room. Negan was beaming up at me from his seat on the sofa, and Mom and Dad were smiling as well.

“Dinner’s almost ready,” Mom offered, so I took the seat next to Negan. I itched to take his hand in mine, but I thought slow and steady might be best. “You’re wearing the jewelry from your formal.” Of course she’d notice. The woman was just the most laser focused person on the planet where I was concerned.

I nodded. “Yeah, it’s such a pretty set that it seemed a waste to only wear it once.” My fingers touched the longer rhinestone strand that was settled over the sweater where my cleavage would be located, if it wasn’t covered by my sweater.

My mother’s eyes weren’t on me, they were on Negan. Whose eyes were on my hand and the necklace. “I see.” I’m sure you do, Mom.

“What’s on the menu?” I asked, hoping that the dredge of conversation since I’d stepped into the damn room wasn’t going to be a foreshadowing for the rest of the evening.

Mom ripped off the meal details, and I nodded along. Happy to hear that carrots weren’t on the menu. She didn’t need to amplify that perfect vision of hers anymore. My hand was dying to grab Negan’s. I wanted, no, I NEEDED to feel his skin. And I could swear my mother was watching me to see if I could control myself.

Dinner was announced and Dad looked a bit surprised to see Negan. Did he just not fucking notice us all sitting around him? Jesus, Mom sees EVERYTHING and Dad is like Rip Van Winkle and shocked at his surroundings when he blinked awake. Shit.

“Ah, Mr.-” Dad was searching his brain for Negan’s name. It was a WEEK ago, Dad. “Negan.” He snapped his fingers and looked so fucking proud that I felt like screaming. “Welcome back.”

Jesus. “Thank you, Mr. Kendall.” Negan’s hand was on my upper back and guiding me toward the dining room. We were behind Mom and Dad so I closed my eyes in happiness, when that long fingered hand of his slid down my back and cupped my ass through the silk of my dress. “Keep calm, princess,” he breathed into my ear before taking his hand away.

Mom, hand counter extraordinaire, had set the dining room table up so Negan and I sat on opposite sides of the table. Amish, indeed. And the interrogation began.

My mom was relentless. And Negan was tireless. Every question she asked, and she dug deep, he answered. Calmly and simply.

“Are you married, Mr. Negan.” Dear Lord drop the fucking ‘Mr.’ would you?

He shot me a look and I widened my eyes. “Not anymore.” Simple, true, without extraneous details.

Mom took a sip of water and I measured the width of the tabletop separating Negan from me. His chair was pushed in close. Mine was too. The width, if he had his legs in a comfortable and elongated spread, wasn’t completely outside the bounds of-

“Amara!” Shit, I looked at my mother and realized I’d missed something. “Honestly, where did you daydream off to?” She shook her head. “I was asking you if you wanted to take Mr. Negan on a tour of the house?” Wait, I looked down at my plate and was shocked to see that I’d literally zoned out and missed eating dessert. Shit.

“Sure, Mom.” I nodded and caught Negan’s eye across the table. He was smiling, shit. He came around the table and helped me out of my chair. “Thank you, Mr. Negan.” He gave a quiet chuckle and we walked from the dining room.

We walked along the hallway, me pointing out, with just enough volume so my mom knew I was playing good tour guide, the various rooms. “Where did you drift off to, sweetheart?” We were out of hearing range.

“I was doing a mental math problem.” He was grinning down at me. “Measuring the width of that table, and the length of your legs, and wondering if trying to have a round of footsie would work.” His smile grew. “My legs aren’t long enough to be able to reach your crotch from that distance, so I couldn’t have given you a footjob.”

“Dear fucking God,” he hissed, pulling me up the stairs. “Are you trying to fucking kill me?”

I was holding back giggles as I took the lead and tugged him into my bedroom. “Kiss me.” He didn’t wait for me to say ‘please’ this time. His lips met mine and he pressed me against my closed door. Licking into my mouth, I could taste chocolate on his tongue. “I really wish I hadn’t blinked out on dessert,” I murmured against his lips. “I love chocolate.” And then he dove back in and I realized I loved chocolate flavored Negan more.

He ended it way too soon for my liking. “Not here, princess.” Really? My bed was RIGHT there. “Come on, I just made peace with your mother.” What? Fuck, what else did I miss? Did we finally win the war on terrorism?

“Shit, what did I miss during that fucking math problem?” I asked, leaning against the door.

He was smiling as he told me that Mom and he had ran through the gambit of his entire fucking life story. I’d missed it. Negan’s backstory. For fuck’s sake, my mother knew this man better than me now. My mouth dropped open when he said they’d agreed that he and I were adults, adults who would decide the course of our own relationship.

“You and my mom just negotiated our relationship?” I was about to say ‘without me’ but that was truly my fucking fault. “Did Dad speak at all?”

“He asked me to pass the salt.” I nodded, yeah that sounded like Dad. “But, Amara, I won’t have sex with you here. Not in their house.” It was my house too, I wanted to argue. “It’s disrespectful, sweetheart.”

Ugh. I had to fall in love with a moral, hot as fuck, sexual master. “Fine.” I was pouting. I knew it, and he was clearly enjoying it. “Then I’ll just follow you home.” His smile grew.

“No fucking arguments here,” his arms wrapped around me. “Don’t change, I want to strip every fucking stitch of what you’re wearing off of you piece by fucking peace.” Shit.

[prismdreams]

Snowbarry Summer Head Canons 2019

Some brand new Summer head canons for you guys! Take as many as you want and tag #snowbarrysummer19. Happy writing! ⛱🌞🏄

1. Barry and Caitlin are competing against each other in the annual Surf's Up challenge at Central City beach coast. The battle of the sexes is on! Maybe a little more than they bargained for.

2. Party girl Caitlin always settled for flings on her Summer vacation in Hawaii. That was until Tour Guide Barry Allen kept glancing her way, even after the first night.

3. Six Flags Magic Mountain. Snowbarry. And go!

4. Singer/songwriter Barry wanted to get away from the limelight and just relax for the rest of the season. He hopped a plane to a random ghost town in the south and found the small group of people around him was all he needed. Waitress Caitlin, unsure of her path in life just managed to have the worst day at the diner, until a handsome stranger left a larger than life tip to brighten her spirits.

5. Beach bums Barry and Caitlin were over the party and found themselves enjoying the rest of the night at their favorite spot from the loudness they were so used to.

6. Caitlin wanted once for this to be the summer she would catch her big break. She had a big opportunity lined up at an outdoor concert near a tourist attraction. Barry, a marketing genius happened to be there enjoying the festivities with his family. He just wanted to relax and forget work, until he heard Caitlin sing and couldn't stop himself from breaking his own rule.

7. Music and Lyrics version of Snowbarry. Barry and Caitlin were rivals in music hired by their record companies to pin a song that will be entered at the Songwriter's contest during the summer.

8. Newly divorced Barry couldn't be happier that he was finally starting to move on from all the drama his ex put him through. One drunken night with a barmaid was going to help him deal with his demons. The girl just happened to be his boss' daughter, Caitlin and her conservative father found out about it. Can he convince his boss this is the "real deal" through a fake relationship or pretend he didn't care about using someone like his ex used him?

9. Caitlin once loved Barry, but it was too late, he married her worst enemy. After learning they were having marital problems she began to see a green light finally between them. But he never saw her that way, she was just his personal assistant, cleaning up his mess after every one of his screw ups. She stayed mostly to be close to him but it was taking a toll on her. Suddenly Barry's best friend came into town, looking for a place to crash for the rest of the summer as he worked on his new start up company. He takes a liking to Caitlin and Barry found that odd. She was his assistant, not his friend’s. But it wasn't Barry’s business, was it? She was just his assistant, nothing more.

10. Barry's eyes lit up every time he spoke of back home. When he took a much needed break in the summer to return to his hometown, he realized what he left behind. His best friend growing up, Caitlin, was trying to get out of the place even if it her last breath. Barry made it his mission to convince her to stay.

[asilentbird]

this reminded me of my own friendships with older/younger people so i’m going to share because the memories make me happy

- if i had best friends, they would probably be my younger sister (3 years difference) and my mom (34 years difference). my sister is like my partner in crime (without the crime part) and my mom is one of the best people i can talk to. she acts like my mother when she needs to but usually we talk like we didn’t just have a long conversation 10 minutes ago

- i’ve known my uncle since i was 2 years old and him being my friend since so long basically made him my family before he married my aunt. he took my mom, my sister, and me hiking and carried my sister on his back when her feet grew tired. he’s still really fun to talk to and every time we meet, we remind each other that we like turtles. i remember playing thumb-war contests with him and he was always winning but it was fine because he never cheated like my sister does when she does it with me

- one of my other aunties dated this guy who was also a pretty cool person. he used to do bad things and live on the streets so he took his graffiti skills and wrote my sister’s name on a piece of paper which was the coolest thing we ever saw. seeing him brightened up my day because he was funny and really chill. my baby cousin loved him and called him “dad” way before he married my aunt. unfortunately they got divorced and i didn’t see him again but one day we saw him at the store and we waved at each other

- when i was 2, i also met this awesome woman from church who was around her 20s and she needed a place to be away from her toxic mother so we gave her the extra room in our house and she was like an older sister to me. she once straightened my hair and she made my hair into crazy hairstyles (once she made a bow using my hair). when my sister was born, she dressed me up and took me to see her and we were all very happy. she got married when i was 5 and would sometimes babysit me when my parents were busy. her husband is pretty awesome too (he’s a painter)

- at 7 yrs, we moved to loma linda where we rented an apartment and we became friends with our neighbor who walked outside every day. he was an army veteran and he had a cool car. he was so nice and always made interesting conversation. when we moved again, he saw us packing the car and wished us well

- on my grandma’s birthday a couple years ago we went to a restaurant to celebrate and my grandparents and dad take forever to finish eating so my mom took us outside to wait. my sister and i were pretending to be singers but she kept on pushing me (her weird way of fun) and this elderly man came up to us and gave us a very long life lesson. he was very nice and it was awkward cause i’m not good at talking to people but he was awesome

- i’ve made several friendships with my teachers. my 6th grade teacher was my pen pal when i moved to florida, my 7th grade english teacher inspired me to be a writer, my 8th grade math teacher believed in me and said i brightened her day, my 9th grade english teacher (who usually teases his students) realized i was a very shy person and understood me and he even told me i was a good writer, and my 9th grade journalism teacher let me help her deliver the newspapers and she’d always greet me when i entered her class and sometimes gave me writing tips. most of the teachers i’ve had are great but these will always hold a special place in my heart

- when i volunteered at the library in 7th grade, i brought a friend with me and we would always talk and laugh as we did our work. the librarian in charge of us would smile everytime she saw us. over the summer, we stopped being friends and when i went back to the library to volunteer, that librarian asked me where my friend was and i told her we weren’t friends anymore. she was surprised but also very kind to me and even when i wasn’t volunteering, she’d greet me and ask me how i’d been. once there was a fire alarm and everyone stood outside the library. she stood with me and we had a conversation and one of the things i hate most about the pandemic is that i haven’t been able to see her

- i also have made friendships with younger people. like my baby cousin, who’s 7 so he’s not really a baby anymore. everytime i see him, he brightens my day. i play roblox with him and play freezetag outside and have even biked around the neighborhood with him. he started learning how to read and how to do math and i used to tutor people at the library so i know he’s advanced for his age. he makes me very proud and i love him so much.

- when i used to tutor elementary school kids, there was this one 5th grader who was a regular and who i eventually became friends with. he had trouble concentrating and took forever to do his homework but he would talk to me about the things he did at school that day and asked me if i liked anybody and would smile and call me a liar when i said i didn’t. he was always laughing about something and when he finished a page of homework, he told me “i’ll be right back” and went to buy candy from the vending machine. he would come back, eat the candy, and be more hyper than ever but it made things interesting. when he left, he would stop at the door, look back, and wave at me and i’d wave back. the next week, he would make his way towards my table and start talking again. i miss that kid. he truly made my day.

- my sister had a friend who my mom would carpool to school and we would wait at his house to pick him up. when he walked in, i’d turn around and say “heyyyy” and i didn’t really talk to him that much but he’s cool and i know if i saw him in the store, i’d greet him and ask how he’s doing. i remember hearing him and my sister’s conversations and thinking about how glad i was she had a good friend

there’s certainly more people but these are some who just amazing and yes, relationships with people older and younger than you are important and special

here’s a thought: the reason why adult/minor friendships are looked upon with suspicion, and the reason why adults with minor friends are accused of being predatory or having bad intentions, is because we think that minors don’t have anything of value to offer adults that isn’t sex/a relationship. it’s a continuation of the way adults devalue minors and their perspectives and contributions to the world.

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These days, people need the assistance of lawyers for countless different reasons. When it comes to finding the right lawyer for your cause, things can get a bit tricky. Not many people understand what qualities to look for when hiring a lawyer, particularly if they have never done it before. Read the following article and learn some key tips that will help you choose your next lawyer.  Free sale certificates

If a crime is something you've been accused of, the thing you must do is ask a lawyer for help. You should avoid saying anything personal to your lawyer because this could cause you to harm your chances of winning. In addition, you might accidentally break the law. Lawyers have the experience necessary to take care of your situation.

Ask any lawyer prospects about their fees up front. Legal representation can vary greatly in pricing; therefore, you should be cognizant of the fees charged before hiring a specific attorney. It would be a shame to lose your lawyer after your case has already begun.

When you truly need a lawyer who specializes in a specific field, choose one. While you may have a lawyer who you trust implicitly, they may not know enough to truly handle your case in a manner which leads to a positive outcome. Ask that lawyer for who they might recommend instead.

Any initial meeting or conversation with a lawyer should include four key questions that you ask them. Is the lawyer experienced in your specific type of situation? Do they charge flat rates or hourly fees? How much do they estimate the total cost will be? How long will this take to fully resolve?

Ask your general personal lawyer to ask for a recommendation for a lawyer that will fit whatever you specific need is. Your lawyer can help you regarding this more than you might know. Your own lawyer will have a stake in your happiness and will be sure to give you a great referral.

Prepare a few questions for your first meeting with the lawyers you are considering hiring. Plan on asking questions about their experience and results and ask plenty of questions on what they think about your situation. Do not trust a lawyer who seems overly confident in their ability to win your case before you even give them all the details.  Free sale

Sometimes, the best professionals are found through familiar sources. When looking for a lawyer, ask friends and family for recommendations. A word-of-mouth recommendation from a trusted individual is worth more than words on an advertising page. It is highly likely that you can find the best lawyer just by asking around.

Do not lie to your lawyer. Keep in mind that you are establishing a professional relationship with your lawyer and that they are not here to judge you. Keeping information from your lawyer could actually cost you to lose your case. Go over the details several times with your lawyer to make sure you do not forget anything.

A big mistake that people make is hiring a lawyer who contacts them after some sort of accident. Not only is it against the rules of professional conduct, in many states it is illegal. This is sometimes referred to as "ambulance chasing" and is frowned upon in the legal community.

While you may believe that paying more leads to greater quality, it does not. You are paying for the time of the lawyer, and their skill level does not necessarily equate to their pay rate. In the end, it is the amount of time they spend on your case which inflates your bill, not their experience.

Create a list of questions to ask your lawyer during the first meeting. You may be very nervous during that first encounter with your potential lawyer, so do yourself a favor and write down your top questions. This way, you'll be sure not to forget anything during the meeting.

Do not let your lawyer impress you by using complicated legal terms. If your lawyer uses terms you do not understand, stop them and ask for an explanation. You should know that some lawyers will use this technique to make you feel powerless and present themselves as the ideal solution to your problems.  Free sale certificate for export

If you are getting a divorce, and the details do not involve child custody or complicated details, consider settling out of court. If the divorce is simple and nothing is being contested, an out of court agreement can be drawn up by an attorney. The agreement only needs to be finalized by a judge with no legal representation by either party required.

It is important that you fully understand the fee structure upfront, before paying out any money. Lawyers sometimes ask for retainers in order to even consider taking your case. The retainer is usually just to have the lawyer available for your needs.

If you have any problems at all with a lawyer, from personality conflict to discomfort with fees, keep looking. Don't agree to anything that makes you uncomfortable or causes you concern. For example, some unscrupulous lawyers want clients to sign a blank check to keep on hand. Naturally, this is not a good idea!

If you don't feel comfortable with a potential lawyer, don't select him or her. Even if this person has seemingly the best qualifications, if your personalities aren't jiving it could lead to some tough times ahead. Find a lawyer that works for you. He or she is out there.

Make sure that your lawyer is aware of your expectations and your concerns. A good lawyer will understand that the legal issue is currently the most important aspect of your life. They will treat you with respect, empathy and compassion. They will make it their job to know what your expectations and concerns are.

As mentioned earlier, people need lawyers for all sorts of different reasons. You may find it a bit overwhelming trying to decide which lawyer to hire. However, if you implement the tips mentioned in the article above, you are sure to find a good lawyer that you can count on.

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These days, people need the assistance of lawyers for countless different reasons. When it comes to finding the right lawyer for your cause, things can get a bit tricky. Not many people understand what qualities to look for when hiring a lawyer, particularly if they have never done it before. Read the following article and learn some key tips that will help you choose your next lawyer. Arab american chamber of commerce

If a crime is something you've been accused of, the thing you must do is ask a lawyer for help. You should avoid saying anything personal to your lawyer because this could cause you to harm your chances of winning. In addition, you might accidentally break the law. Lawyers have the experience necessary to take care of your situation.

Ask any lawyer prospects about their fees up front. Legal representation can vary greatly in pricing; therefore, you should be cognizant of the fees charged before hiring a specific attorney. It would be a shame to lose your lawyer after your case has already begun.

When you truly need a lawyer who specializes in a specific field, choose one. While you may have a lawyer who you trust implicitly, they may not know enough to truly handle your case in a manner which leads to a positive outcome. Ask that lawyer for who they might recommend instead.

Any initial meeting or conversation with a lawyer should include four key questions that you ask them. Is the lawyer experienced in your specific type of situation? Do they charge flat rates or hourly fees? How much do they estimate the total cost will be? How long will this take to fully resolve?

Ask your general personal lawyer to ask for a recommendation for a lawyer that will fit whatever you specific need is. Your lawyer can help you regarding this more than you might know. Your own lawyer will have a stake in your happiness and will be sure to give you a great referral. Arab Chamber

Prepare a few questions for your first meeting with the lawyers you are considering hiring. Plan on asking questions about their experience and results and ask plenty of questions on what they think about your situation. Do not trust a lawyer who seems overly confident in their ability to win your case before you even give them all the details.

Sometimes, the best professionals are found through familiar sources. When looking for a lawyer, ask friends and family for recommendations. A word-of-mouth recommendation from a trusted individual is worth more than words on an advertising page. It is highly likely that you can find the best lawyer just by asking around.

Do not lie to your lawyer. Keep in mind that you are establishing a professional relationship with your lawyer and that they are not here to judge you. Keeping information from your lawyer could actually cost you to lose your case. Go over the details several times with your lawyer to make sure you do not forget anything.

A big mistake that people make is hiring a lawyer who contacts them after some sort of accident. Not only is it against the rules of professional conduct, in many states it is illegal. This is sometimes referred to as "ambulance chasing" and is frowned upon in the legal community.

While you may believe that paying more leads to greater quality, it does not. You are paying for the time of the lawyer, and their skill level does not necessarily equate to their pay rate. In the end, it is the amount of time they spend on your case which inflates your bill, not their experience.

Create a list of questions to ask your lawyer during the first meeting. You may be very nervous during that first encounter with your potential lawyer, so do yourself a favor and write down your top questions. This way, you'll be sure not to forget anything during the meeting.  Arab Chamber of Commerce

Do not let your lawyer impress you by using complicated legal terms. If your lawyer uses terms you do not understand, stop them and ask for an explanation. You should know that some lawyers will use this technique to make you feel powerless and present themselves as the ideal solution to your problems.

If you are getting a divorce, and the details do not involve child custody or complicated details, consider settling out of court. If the divorce is simple and nothing is being contested, an out of court agreement can be drawn up by an attorney. The agreement only needs to be finalized by a judge with no legal representation by either party required.

It is important that you fully understand the fee structure upfront, before paying out any money. Lawyers sometimes ask for retainers in order to even consider taking your case. The retainer is usually just to have the lawyer available for your needs.

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