#and Henrys like “yeah thats fine thats understandable i love you”

[lex-the-lesbiann]

headcanon that the only reason Lark fucked Rebecca was to make Henry upset because she’s a centrist

[earako]

"Are you going to kill our sons?"

"No," Jodie grit out through clanched teeth, totally not sulking in the vines. Glenn just stiffly nodded beside him.

Henry set them down.

Jodie brushed imaginary dirt off his shirt than angrily stalked up to his sons former friends and fixed them with a glare.

He heard a growl. It wasn't him.

From the corner of his eye he saw Glenn mimicking his posture with none of his usual, devil may care attitude. He's where the growl was emenating from.

Jodie turned his attention to the kids-dads? He turned his attention to the kids that weren't the grandkids.

"The doodler. In Hell. You fucking stupid?"

"Jodie!" Henry reprimanded, no doubt about to start a lecture when Glenn levelled him with a stare of his own. Hemry stuttered for a bit but eventually got the message.

Jodie had to admit, he was impressed. It looked like Glenn was taking a page out of his book.

"Well we didn't see -you- doing anything!" Jodie squinted at the angry, scarred looking former kid who had stepped forward, body poised as if preparing for an attack.

Ah. Henry's kid.

Jodie exhaled loudly, flames shooting out of his nostrils. He leaned forward, arms crossed, steam shooting out of him as he talked.

"You wanted to send a being of pure chaos to a place thats also pure chaos. What. Did you think was going to happen?"

"Earth would have been safe," Lark snapped, not backing down. Glenn scoffed.

"Kid-"

"I'm literally an uncle."

"Don't care, what you wanted to do. Would have made a chaos vortex that would have -torn- through realms, Earth would have been destroyed and your nephew, the other kids? Eatth would be totaled before their moms even knew you all existed."

"Do you understand now?" Jodie said, straigtening up so he could look at the other kids and grandkids watching. He gestured towards the grandkids.

"Those kids that you love so much. They would have never existed had Nicky not stopped you. Is that what you want, Lark?"

"Hey, that's taking things too far!" Jodie squinted at the grandkid who stepped closer towards Lark. Was this one Lark's or Sparrows? He was definitely Henry's grandkid.

A nervous looking boy pulled what was probably Henry's grandkid back a bit.

"Uh, Norm maybe thats not the best idea-"

"Yeah, I agree with Normal! You're just a bunch of-

"Scary I really don't think-"

Jodie pinched his nose and exhaled another large flame. The kids instantly stopped talking.

Heh. He's still got it.

"...So...so Hell was a no go?"

"No shit, T.J!" Nicky snapped. "That's what I fucking told you!"

"Language." Jodie automatically corrected. Nicky rolled his eyes.

"You swore earlier."

"I'm full demon. You're half. Now come on, we're going." Jodie gestured for Nicky and Glenn to follow him as he opened up a portal to hell.

He was about to step in when vines blocked off the entrance.

Henry what-

"We need. To talk."

Another sigh.

Static invaded his hearing.

Jodie winced.

Okay. Fine.

He closed the portal. Guess they were going to talk.

[inkdemonapologist]

SO UH IN THE LAST SESSION OF THE CTHULHU GAME.... SAMMY AND JACK GOT KIDNAPPED??? By some gangsters who are mAYBE NOT HUMAN???? When it became clear that they couldn’t all get away, Sammy insisted he’d cooperate with the gang if they let Jack go, assuring them that Joey would be appeased if he got Jack back. They agreed aND THEN GRABBED JACK ANYWAY??????? [chapter 5 sammy voice] yOU LIED TO ME!

[BatIM Call of Cthulhu Masterpost]

So anyway here’s a few out-of-context quotes from this definitely not hectic experience:

[Sammy is played by me, Joey is played by Boo (inkyvendingmachine), Henry is played by Maf (inkcryptid), Jack is played by Mochi (whatyouwantedmetosee) and Thren (haunted-hijinxer) is our GM!]

[GM] And Henry’s having a nice dinner with his family! [Jack] I think Jack wishes that was him. [Joey] I think everyone does... [GM] Everyone wants to be having a nice dinner with Henry’s family? [Joey] Yes.

[Sammy] Sammy is probably going to yell when Joey knocks. Just a general “anyone in there, anyone here?” [GM] Uh, how loud? [Sammy] Sammy.

[GM] Pete’s mostly just muttering to himself that this isn’t real, because it would be really bad if you guys were here right now, and you guys surely wouldn’t have just wandered into the back room of a major gangster... [Sammy] Peter. [Henry] I got bad news for you, buddy. [Sammy] It’s like you don’t know us at all!

[Joey] Joey will stop and ask, “Can he go through the wall?” And probably look, at a space next to Jack, that he is imagining Peter is in. [Joey] He is looking very confidently!

[Sammy] Sammy says “There you are,” as soon as the guy walks in. [Joey] Joey will do the same, but in a much more charismatic way.

[GM] They have an address for an apartment shared by Colette and Nichole; this investigator found there used to be a third person living there, named Susie Campbell, but-- [Sammy] Oh My God They Were Roommates

[GM] He stands up and tries to disengage with Joey for a moment-- [Joey] He’s gonna… he’s gonna have a hard time doing that. [GM] He’s going to stand up whether Joey’s still talking or not, at this point, [Jack] He’s sat through the 10 seconds of advert, and now he’s hitting the skip button.

[Jack] I, too, would hire some guys to beat Joey Drew up if he tried to talk to me for half an hour!

[Jack] *talking to Lassie voice* What’s that, Joey’s stuck down a well? [GM] …you guys are in a club called the Bottomless Well, so this is correct. [Jack] ….OH THATS PERFECT. I FORGOT ABOUT THAT.

[Jack] Has Jack been in a fight before??? [Sammy] He’s shoved people. [Sammy] He threw a snake, twice.

[Henry] I’m going to roll to see how nice a dinner Henry is having during all of this. [Henry] 24! Henry is having a very nice dinner.

[Sammy] Sammy’s right in the doorway. He’d love to be in the way. [Joey] Catch Joey in your loving embrace… [Sammy] I’m not going to catch Joey in my loving embrace I’m going to SHOVE Joey so he doesn’t end up KIDNAPPED IN A ROOM. [Sammy] RUN, YOU IDIOT!

[GM] Yeah…… he’s like, half melted into ink. His face is half a skeletal yellow mask, and half a face. It’s fine! [Jack] Ink AND Skulls? [Sammy] Two great tastes that taste great togeth-- no, I’m Sammy, I shouldn’t make that joke,

[Jack] I think, since Jack just gained an insanity as well, he’s not doing anything to escape OR to help, he’s just backing away as far as he can, and probably staring in horror! [GM] Okay, it’s Sammy’s turn! [Sammy] You said he has claws embedded in him, and his arm is going numb??? Is that my understanding??? [GM] Yeah, but it also feels kinda crawly? [Sammy] I hate that. Gonna, uh, panic and punch this guy. I don’t think that’s the correct course of action, but that’s what I’m doing. [Jack] Here are Sammy and Jack, to demonstrate Fight or Flight!!

[Joey] It’s Yellow King goo! [Jack] More like Yellow King ew, amiright?

[GM] And Henry’s running for help? [Henry] He is running as fast as he can! [Sammy] I assume part of this journey probably involves a car, [Henry] Henry is breaking the speed limit!

[Sammy] The increasingly inaccurately named 4 F’s

[Sammy] *Bendy voice* “Just eat them! Why is this so hard?” [GM] Right? This solves a surprising amount of problems!

[Joey] I’m gonna push it. [Sammy] What was your first roll, was it a failure? [Joey] It was not a failure, it was a hard success. *audibly grinning* My second roll is a two! [GM] NO, YOU’RE KIDDING [Sammy] Why are you like this. [Sammy] Boo Rider Was Engineered In A Lab To Be Luckier Than Most Humans

[Sammy] JOEY RUN. [Henry] Joey run!!! [Joey] Can I run? [GM] You can make some movement. [Sammy] You can START to book it, [Joey] *mumbling* He’s not going to be able to book it very fast,,, [Joey] Joey is going to mention that they will regret this, and then he’s going to book it towards-- [Joey] --No. He’s not going to run. He’s going to confidently walk out. [Henry] JOEY….. [Sammy] No, no, I respect this. Sammy thinks he’s an idiot, but I respect this.

[Sammy] Can I, like, angrily imply that I’m telling the truth and if they ignore me, then they’re stupidly making a mistake, and roll it as an Intimidate instead? [Sammy] *rolls dice* …..I have made my roll, and it’s very important what your answer is! [GM] ...I’m just trying to imagine you bullying these people into kidnapping you…

[GM] You guys get chloroformed! [Sammy] WELL!! GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!! [Jack] SHEEP SHEEP SHEEP,,,

[Joey] Joey’s just gonna say that we have a very big problem-- [Henry] Yeah, we do!! [Joey] -- that you might, already know about? [Henry] Pete told me. [Joey] ……...wHY CAN EVERYONE TALK TO PETE BUT ME?? [Joey] *muttering* I’ll have to fix that.

[Joey] So Joey’s going to try to drive Jack’s car. [various uncertain noises] [Henry] …..can he drive? [Joey] He has a Drive (Auto) skill of 5! [Sammy] ...so, I can’t help but notice that a NORMAL human has a Drive (Auto) of TWENTY,

[Joey] Joey has no idea how to make the car go. [Jack] Sit in the car and go through Jack’s bag. There’s probably something useful-- [Joey] He might!! Now that you bring it up, in the time it takes Henry to get off the phone, realise that Joey said “Jack and Sammy have been kidnapped” and-- [GM] How close did you park to this club? [Joey] I mean, not too far away… [Sammy] Is Joey gonna get kidnapped? [GM] tHAT’S THE QUESTION, [Sammy] Just sits in the car and gets found and kidnapped. Joey. Joey Drew. [GM] Make me a luck roll! [Jack] It turns out, he has to lean over, to look in the bag, and-- [Joey] That’s a 9! [Jack] -- hE REALLY DOES JUST LIKE LEAN OVER TO LOOK IN THE BAG EVERY TIME SOMEONE WALKS BY, [Sammy] Joey’s the freakin luckiest bastard, but he can’t figure out how to drive a car. [Jack] It’s because he’s a cartoon at this point! Like, it’s really funny that he breaks his way into a car and then can’t start it. It’s extremely cartoon comedy for someone to be looking for someone and every time they walk past the person leans over, [Sammy] HE CAN ONLY START THE CAR IF IT’S FUNNY…….

[Jack] He spent so much of his time combined with Bendy, doing cartoon logic, of course if he manifests his will into becoming something of a god that controls this powerful artefact, that makes sense. [Sammy] The idea that Joey Drew did in fact make himself into some kind of eldritch being, but he has no idea because all he got was Comedic Timing, is really funny [Jack] Of course it’s funny, that’s the power!

[Sammy] I leave you alone for ONE MINUTE and you’re trying to summon discount spirits with donuts???

[Joey] Joey’s going to try to enter Sammy’s dreams, since he’s apparently knocked out. [Jack] Oh… that’s smart! [Jack] …Who are you, and what have you done with Joey Drew?!

[awigglycultist]

Okay hatchetfield zombie apocalypse au bc why not ("but tgwdlm is a zombie apocalypse" shh no that's an alien musical apotheosis and also this is won't be the exact same as tgwdlm)

This ended up being way longer than I thought it would and also kinda ramblely (is that a word??) oops. So read the rest under the cut

Okay this takes place in 2019

Emma and Paul are together, emam ofc suggests they going to her cooky reclusive biology professor

This isn't the apocalypse Henry excepted and he doesn't like that, but hey he still prepped for an apocalypse so he's safe

Since this isn't a musical apocalypse and it'd probably be pretty hard to get money off of someone during a zombie apocalypse, so he's currently not trying to murder anyone

He let's Emma and Paul stay with him

But then Emma is like "hey you have room do you think my nephew, brother in law and his gf could stay with us? The gf's a nurse she could be helpful!!"

He eventually agrees

Then Paul's like "hey my coworkers are kid dumb asses there's know way they're surviving an apocalypse on their own can they stay with us? And also one of them has daughter and the other has a little brother (cough cough HCB) them too?"

And then Hidgens ends up agreeing to that, and then Alice and HCB are ofc both like "wait hold on our friends-" (ie: Deb, Ziggs, Grace Chasity (this would be HCB's friends not Alice's ofc), Cineplex kid (because I said so) Ethan (also Tony, my beloved) Lex and Hannah (once again, because I said so, do we seem them interact? No, but they're friends now)

And Hidgens at this point is like "well fucking fine I guess so! Bring em here we have a bunch of ppl already so why not!!"

All of these people, living under one roof (albeit a very big roof) is ofc chaos!

I'd imagine ppl kinda stay in groups a bit tho. Like the teens stay with each other for the most part. CCRP gang hangs out together most. Ect.

Still, very chaotic. The teens (really mostly Deb, Ethan and Lex) causing plenty of trouble. The adults all being dumb asses. Plenty of arguments between Bill and Ted ofc. And probably several arguments between the nerdy prudes (grace, hcb and cineplex) and the other teens. Probably one fight between Alice and Ziggs but it gets settled quickly and they figure everything out and clear the air and become good friends.

I mean you think this amount of ppl, particularly this certain group of ppl, are going to be well organized durning the apocalypse? Hell no!

Hidgens is the only one that actually understands shit about apocalypse, he's the one who prepared! (once again: although for the wrong one) so he's constantly having to be like "no we can't do that that's dangerous!!" Emma, Alice and Lex are the only other really competent ones.

Hidgens ofc spends his time trying to find a cure, Emma helps him. If life ever goes back to normal she has an automatic A in his class for the rest of college just for going through this shit and helping him.

Tom, Bill, and Tony are the dads. They're obviously dealing with the kids. But the do mainly try and focus on their own kid because... That their kid ofc they care about them the most. But they try to take care of the other kids too.

Bill has a rough time connecting with anyone besides Alice. But Grace was always nice to him church so there's that. And ofc Alice has gf, a gf he doesn't like a ton but now he's very much stuck with so he might as well try and get along with. They eventually do.

Tom ofc like I said cares most about Tim. But after him the next he cares most about are CaliforMIA gang. Lex and Ethan were his students (I know it's not confirmed that Ethan was one of students but he is now bc I want him to be), probably his favorite students, and that Lex's little sister who's only a few years older than Tim, ofc he's also gonna care a lot about them.

Tony also cares alot about Lex and Hannah, that's his son's gf and her little sister, once again, ofc he'll care about them alot too.

Becky absolutely cares about all the kids a ton!! She's a nurse who works with kids, she's very nurturing and mother like. She cares for and about them all fairly equally but Tim is her favorite because... Well that's her bf's son and she's known him the longest out of any of the kids ofc. Lex and Hannah end up loving Becky alot because she's so much kinder and sweet than their biological mother.

Before the apocalypse Ted took care of HCB, now he's still taking care of him ofc. Ted doesn't want to be taking care of any of the kids besides his brother. He wants to drink and party and stuff. I mean it's the apocalypse so why not? But he ends up taking care of Grace and Cineplex quite a bit too. This happens not bc others aren't taking care of them, they are being taken by the other plenty well (like I said the dads and Becky all care for all the kids they just have favorites) but because they see HCB going to Ted for almost everything and Ted doing stuff for/helping out HCB so they're like "well okay guess we'll go to him too" He's not happy about it. He already has to deal with his obnoxious little nerdy prude bother and now there's two more? But part of them reminds him a lot of himself when he was younger. Maybe that's why he doesn't like them, or also maybe that's why secretly likes them a ton?

Hidgens, Emma, Ted, Tom and Lex are the ones that go out most often because they're the only who are really able to fight off the zombies and stay safe a stuff (okay Ted not so much as the others but they bring him anwyay cause Henry's like "he looks like he can use gun or something" and Emma, Paul, Bill and Charlotte are all like "this is a horrible idea don't bring him" but they do anwyay. He doesn't kill any of the others so hey why not keep bringing him? Besides if something goes wrong they can use him as bait or throw him to the zombies to get them off the rest of the group /hj)

Other ppl in Hatchetfield exist of course and are out they're trying to survive. Sam and Pamela are some of the first to die that's karma bitch

Lex and Hannah were living with Pamela ofc when the apocalypse hit, the girls wanted to go somewhere safer but Pam wouldn't let them, then one day she went out and got turned into a Zombie, the girls quickly took that as their chance to escape and they went to Tony and Ethan and then ofc ended up at Hidgens'

Charlotte was with Sam before he turned into a Zombie and then when he did she ran to Ted & HCB and stayed with them before they ended up at Hidgens'

Gary and MIAH are together and trying to survive on they're own. Sylvia, Melissa, and Greenpeace Girl end up meeting each other and decide to gang up together and they're badasses. Dan and Donna are two focused on the news and finding out if Peanuts is surving (which yes, Peanuts, (as well as Papa Ed.. At least for a while) are doing fine) and they die pretty quickly. Holloway and Duke are doing great, Holloway's a witch so yeah she's good and ofc Duke is with her so he's good too.

Lucy is in Hatchetfield and she's already in the woods vibing with Chumby before the apocalypse hits (THAM doesn't happen in this universe and instead Lucy ends up finding Chumby own her own because uh??? Reasons??? Idk bc I said so) the two of them have no idea there's a zombie apocalypse. The Paul clones take this apocalypse as they're chance to escape, Paul23 leading the uprising ofc, they don't kill Paul and take his place tho, instead it's more like "there's a zombie apocalypse? Oh fuck yeah!" *escapes* "oh theres a zombie apocalypse oh no-" some try to stay in a group and live together, some try to go out their own. There's now a bunch of random Pauls and Paul zombies around town. The main gang do end up seeing the clones and they're all just kind like "uhhh wtf???" except Paul, he's absolutely freaking out, the clones kinda are just "uhh haha how do we explain this".

Spoiler alert: the world isn't destroyed. How? Not totally sure yet but probably through Hidgens managing to find a cure and time travel. Emdriod has traveled back in time to replace Emma, but oopsie she didn't travel back far enough so she can't kill Emma in Guatemala, so she goes to Hatchetfield in hopes she can kill Emma when no ones looking and just replace her then, but oh no there's apocalypse so thats a much bigger issue. She survives easily, she's strong af, doesn't need food, all that jazz. She and Emma do meet each other and it's another "wtf?" "how do I explain this?" situation. But Emdriod lies ofc and kinda explains what happened but said that she accidentally time travelled and leaves out the whole wanted to kill her part. Now the Emdriod has found Emma she does try to kill her, that's awfully hard to do tho considering Emma is literally always with a group of people, and Emdriod doesn't want to just kill Emma right in front of everyone bc then they'll all hate her and her goal isn't to just kill Emma it's too replace her. She end up giving up and she runs into Paul 23 and they bond of my doubles of someone and wanted to kill that somoen at first and then fall in love and kill zombies together :)

Ohh uhh other ships: Paulkins, Lexthan, Barneston, Potseed (Alice x Deb) ofc. Charted, Obnoxious Teens (HCB x Cineplex Kid) oh and ofc Holloduke. Uhh Bill x being okay for once, Ted x probably not dying for once (not too sure about that one yet) Hidgens x not actually trying to murder someone for once

Wait wait I just got idea: the zombie apocalypse occurs BECAUSE of Hidgens, he tries too bring back the working boys (remember his original backstory with accidentally killing them and stuff??)

Okay I think that's all I got for now

[rurihana]

YAYYYY yeah we can definitely use soulmates sinxe soulmates has no definitive type of love :3 s-so do you think id-

Would i be too heavy to maybe uh, sit in your lap >//_//< GAHH and what do you mean by "someone like you" you are amazing!! I adore you so much, your reactions are so cute and im so attached to- you i hope thats not too much but GAHH we can call each other best friends, soulmates, lovers (since lovers also has no certain definition of uhm love!) Or uhm make our own terMS SKSJKXJSKXH w-whatever you want i justnsksjjx OR NO LABEL, i just hhhskdjdhskxknsksoxhskkdbskxhkwhxkwkxhxk i just love you and want to.. to be your best friend, your henry... forever >_< ♡♡♡ i wanna smooch you so much and cuddle and hold hands eeee!!

And if its not weird you could totally use my big tummy as a pillow >//.//< and uhm i dont mind if you- play around with my chub BAHA, uhm whether its my thighs, arms, tummy, whatever youre comfortable with, im fine with just sitting near you i just hskskxi i love your existence and you can make your posts as long as you want, i am interested in every little thing you have to say 🥺🥺🥺

Okay, first off: IN. DI. GO. YOU HAVE GOT TO STOP SENDING ME SWEET THINGS!!! I WILL DIE!!! DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE??? (Don't actually stop though. I think I'd cry LOL)

Where do I even start with replying?! And how can you just say stuff like this? It's so not fair.. making my intimacy level go up without even warning me!!! Shouldn't I be doing that? UUUUUUUGHHH. Where are my epic dating sim skills when I need them???

...Okay, I think I've got it. I think?

Well, it's true that I just sit around in my room all day, but I'm actually pretty strong, you know? So, don't worry about it. If you want to sit in my lap, then.. I guess you can do that. If you want. And before you get any ideas- it's not like I would want you to sit there or anything!!! So don't take this the wrong way! Or maybe do? No, don't!

Ugh, this totally sucks... I'm not being cool at all!!!

Alright, never mind all of that!!! You want to be something with me? I can't understand why, but it makes me happy, so... of course! We can be whatever you want!

[darling-i-read-it]

Paulie’s Daughter

Jimmy Conway x reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: cuss words, drinking, talks of murder

Author’s Note: I hope you guys like this! Sorry it took a bit to be posted but I was so backed up with requests. We stan Jimmy, he really be superior 

Requested: by anon, HI BABE!! IM SO LIKE INVESTED IN JIMMY X PAULIES DAUGHTER READER SO DUJDJE so I was wondering if I could request a fic where the reader is older and like jimmy asks her out on a date. (Maybe include Henry losing his shit in the background because he likes her)  Hdhdhd :)) if you don’t wanna do it tHATS fine but thank you!!

Requested: by @oh-my-love-anastasia​, Officially requesting Jimmy x Paulie's daughter reader, on behalf of everyone 😂💖✨ thank you for entertaining all these ideas, hun, we don't deserve you! ✨👑👑👑✨

Summary: the requests!

Genre: fluff

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director 

(not my gif)

When you were born you were already practically made. If you hadn’t been a girl you were pretty sure you would have been, just beside your dad baptising you as well. As you grew up you knew the ropes, better than mostly anyone. You were treated with respect at the young age of seven because you were Paulie's daughter. That was a big deal.

Your mom died when you were young so it was really just you and him against the world and the guys who may want to hurt you. Honestly though there wasn’t anybody who wanted to hurt you for anything more than leverage. That being said you had a heavy guard of protection. 

When you were old enough to be involved in business you mostly knew everyone. There wasn’t much you had to learn so when you were twenty you were pretty much in the full swing of things. 

You sat in the bar, people playing games around you and women handing out drinks. You took one and gave them a meek smile which they always returned. It was hard being a girl in these parts and they were younger than you, in their teens probably. Henry nudged you and pointed out one of the guys coming in already drunk. You laughed, raising your half empty drink. 

“Ah to One Eye Joe always being drunk,” you laughed.

“Have you ever seen him sober?” Henry asked.

“Not since we were like 13,” you said truthfully. You leaned against the counter, staring out at the crowd. You glanced at your dad who was walking up, likely to chastise Henry about something. You and Henry had known each other forever. Your dad had basically made him his son so you were very used to Henry being around. You liked him enough, not one to shy away from his dry humor. 

“Hey!” You heard Tommy before you saw him more often than not. You turned your head and both Paulie and Tommy approached you and Henry at the same time.

“Tommy,” you said, putting your drink down as your dad pointed at it. “Dad.” 

“Need something?” Henry asked. 

“I gotta steal you a moment,” Paulie said. “Away from the daughter.”

“Leaving us alone, quite a plan Paulie,” Tommy said laughing. You shook your head and pointed at Tommy. You scanned the room and your eyes caught Jimmy entering the bar. Seemed to be the hot spot for the afternoon. 

“I’m going to see Jimmy about some cash,” you said, downing your drink.

“Oh did he forget to pay the last time you left bed?” Tommy teased and you pointed a finger at him as you walked away.

“You’re just fucking pissed you can’t get into bed Tommy,” you called. 

You walked over to Jimmy and smiled as he saw you. He walked through the crowd, making small hellos to people as they said it. 

You and Jimmy hadn’t known each other your whole life. You had only met when you were about 16 because your dad said he was one of the big bosses and was nervous you might get hurt. When you were eventually introduced you hit it off. You had been friends for ages and he had always seemed to understand. 

Now that you were older and all grown he leaned against the wall, smiling charmingly. 

“Hey stranger. Thank you for entering at just the right time to get me away from Tommys advances,” you joked, leaning against the wall with your back. He chuckled and crossed his arms. One of the girls quickly offered him a drink and he took it, shoving a fifty in her pocket. 

“It’s my job.” He offered you a drink and you declined. “I was actually hoping to find you,” he said. You raised an eyebrow.

“Oh? Why, you gonna wack me Jimmy?” you asked, smiling teasingly. 

“No actually I was gonna ask you out to dinner with me.” Your mouth opened in surprise but you quickly closed it again as the question registered. You had always had a crush on Jimmy, a harsh one but you never thought he would feel the same way.

“Only if you pay Conway,” you said, attempting to play it cool. He chuckled and shrugged.

“I’m not opposed. Tomorrow work?”

“How about tonight? What's the point in wasting time.” 

You glanced over and your dad was pulling Henry by the ear back to you while Tommy tailed along, laughing. 

“What’d he do now?” you asked. 

“Take him down to the house and don’t let him leave,” Paulie said annoyed. 

“He fucked up, still gauging how,” Tommy chimed in.

“I can’t, I have plans tonight,” you said. 

“What? A date?” Henry asked and everyone hung off your answer, your dad holding his breath. 

“Yeah actually,” you said smiling.

“With who!?” Tommy yelled. 

“I’ll see you tonight,” Jimmy said and then slithered through the crowd again. You smiled to yourself and felt yourself fluster. You pointed meekly at Jimmy.

“Him.”

“Him?!” Henry asked. Paulie thought you would end up with Henry one day. This threw a wrench in the plan but he wasn’t against it. Jimmy was a good guy and he knew he would treat you well. 

“You got a problem with that Hill?” you questioned. “Tommy can you take him back to the house?” 

“Shit, sure now that we know you and Jimmy are actually going to bone this time.” You hit him but you had a sly smile on your face as you disappeared into the crowd.

[everything-person]

Coming Out to Dinner

A/N: HAPPY THANKSGIVING! Okay so this maybe a little late but in my defense my parents are divorced so I had second Thanksgiving today with my mom. This plot has been in my head for a while and it just felt appropriate to make it a Thanksgiving fic. Hopefully even if you don’t celebrate the holiday you can still enjoy this fic.

Summary: It’s November in Storybrooke Thanksgiving just around the corner. The Swan-Jones family is celebrating in a special way this year. (takes place after season 7)

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“What are we doing for Thanksgiving next week,” Hope asked as munched on a waffle on morning.

Killian looked up at his wife waiting to hear the answer as well. He still didn’t really understand the holiday or why they celebrated it even after all these years living in this realm.

“Well,” Emma said as she chewed on a piece of bacon, “Your grandparents are in charge of cooking. Your grandpa is cooking the turkey. Then grandmas making roasted carrots, greenbean casserole, brussel sprouts, broccoli with cheese, sweet potatoes-”

“What about the mashed potatoes and stuffing?” Hopes face was full of concern over her favorite sides.

“I’m making those,” Emma stated taking another beat of her bacon.

“Grandma’s letting you incharge of not one but two sides?!”

Emma rolled her eyes, “I can boil potatoes, and the stuffing is coming from the box. I can follow instructions.”

Hope eyed her mother, “Okay but where we having it whose all coming?”

Emma swallowed the last bit of her bacon, “I think this year is gonna be smaller then previous ones. Regina said she probably won’t be able to make it this year. I think Henry and Ella are planning on surprising Regina with take out but they maybe over for dessert. Granny is staying open on Thanksgiving so shes busy. Zelena is Zelena. So I think its just gonna be us with your grandparents and uncle.”

“We will be hosting this feast this year,” Hopes father finally spoke up, “and you are free to invite someone if you’d like, love.”

Hope looks as if she about to say something before she decides against it. She bites her lip and turns her attention back onto her breakfast. Her parents gave each other a look before returning to their own food.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

WEEK OF THANKSGIVING

Hope sat on her bed reading the newest book Henry brought over for her when her phone rang. Her face lit up when she saw who was calling her.

“Hello beautiful,” Hope answered.

“Hello to you too gorgeous,” a femmene voice replied.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of receiving your call, milady.”

A giggle came through her phone that warmed Hopes heart. “I just wanted to call and see what you were up to.”

“I’m just hanging out in my room. Henry brought over a new book for me.”

“Oh I’m sorry if I’m disturbing you from your reading.”

“Not at all. I’m sure it’s a fine book but I’d rather be talking to you.” 

“Well aren’t you one smooth talker. I bet you can do more than just talk with that silver tongue of yours.”

Hope starts choking on her own spit. 

Laughter once again rings her ears, “I’m only teasing. Your so cute when you get flustered.”

Hope clears her throat trying to regain her composure, though her cheeks still felt warm. “So uh what are you doing for Thanksgiving?”

“If this is your way of asking me to Thanksgiving dinner with your family, I accept.”

“No. I was-”

“I don’t think my family are dong anything they might be going to Grannies.”

“But I-”

 “Don’t get me wrong I love Grannys. But it’s Thanksgiving your suppose to have a home cooked meal. Plus being able to finally meet-”

“I’M NOT INVITING YOU TO DINNER,” Hope all but yelled.

The silence that followed was deafening. Hope realizing what she did covered her mouth wishing she could take it back. 

“Oh.”

Taking her hand away from her mouth Hope spoke, “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to yell and I didn’t mean for it to sound like that. I would love for you to come over-”

“It’s okay. I get if its a just the family thing.”

“No its not- Its not that.”

“Okay so what is it?”

Hope squeezed her eyes shut as she prepared to say this next part, “I haven’t told my parents.”

“You haven’t told your parents what?”

“About us. That I have a girlfriend.”

“... Are you embarrassed by me?”

“No! No. This has nothing to do with you and everything to do with me.” 

“I’m not following.”

The tears Hope was holding in began to fall, “I’m-I’m scared. I don’t know how they will react or-or if they will even accept me. I don’t want to hide you or our relationship but I also don’t want my parents to hate me.”

“Aww babe.”

Hope began crying more as panic set in, “What if they tell me I can’t see you anymore? Or-or they make me go to therapy? Or they kick me out?”

“Baby you don’t really think they would kick you out, do you?”

“I don’t know,” Hope sniffled, “My dad is over 300 years old so he’s really old fashioned. My mom doesn’t talk about stuff so I have no idea what my mom thinks. Trust me, there have been so many times I have almost told them. So many times I have wanted to tell them about my beautiful funny girlfriend but I’m so scared.”

“Hey hey its okay. I get it. Tell them when you feel comfortable and safe to. okay? I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

Hope wiped her nose before replying with a soft “okay.”

“So... I’m your beautiful funny girlfriend am I?”

The conversation turned back to light teasing. Both females blissfully unaware of the figure moving away from the door and heading back downstairs.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

THANKSGIVING

After a relaxing morning sipping on hot chocolate with cinnamon and watching the parade the Swan-Jones family split up. Emma getting the kitchen ready to be cooked in, Killian setting the table and Hope upstairs to change for dinner and wait for her grandparents and uncle to arrive. 

“Hope!” 

Hope her her father call for her from downstairs. 

“Come down, love. Guests should be here any minute.”

Hope marches downstairs and heads to the kitchen to see if there’s anything she can help with. Thats when the table caught her eye. Her brows furrowed as she counted the place settings.

“I thought just grandma, grandpa and uncle Neil were coming over. Why are there so many plates?”

Just then the doorbell rang. Hope turned her head and watched as her father opened the door greeting their new arrivals.

“Lady Ruby. Lady Dorothy thank you for joining us today. Happy Thanksgiving.”

“Happy Thanksgiving Captain. Thank you for for inviting us.”

Hope quirked up an eyebrow, “Aunt Ruby?”

Ruby turned, her polite smile turning into a shit eating grin, “There’s my favorite lemur.”

Ruby quickly approached her niece wrapping her arms around her in a big hug. “It feels like forever since I’ve seen you. One of these day we are gonna go out just you and me.”

“What are you doing here? I thought Grannys was staying open.”

“Oh it is. Granny said she and the rest of the staff could handle it.”

“Ahem.”

Ruby finally released her niece stepping away so Hope could see the dark haired woman standing just a step behind her aunt. 

“OH sorry babe. Hope I don’t think you two have met. This is Dorothy my signifcant other.”

Hopes eyes blown wide, she’s so in shock she nearly misses when Dorothy extends a hand to her. 

“It’s nice to finally meet you Hope.”

Hope shakes herself out of it to grab the offered hand and shake it. 

“Um yeah you too. So how long have you two been together?” she asks hesittantly.

“Um I think maybe a year or two before you were born.”

“WHAT?! How am I only hearing about this now?”

Ruby chuckles before offering an explanation, “Well unlike your parents or grandparents we don’t feel the need to be together all the time. Or to talk about our relationship. Dorothy is also very busy being in charge of the OZ section of Storybrooke and the munchkins that live there.”

Hope was at a lost for words, thankfully she didn’t need them as the couple excused themselves to go say hello to her mother. Not long after that her grandparents and uncle. Soon the house smelled of food and light chatter. 

The door bell rang and a curious Hope answered. She opened the door to find two men standing now their porch. One had brown hair with green eyes and clean shaven, the other had brown eye with salt and pepper hair with matching beard. “Um, hi. Can I help you?”

“Sorry to disturb you. Does Captain Hook live here by any chance?” asked the bearded one.

Hope eyed the men before turning her head and calling for her father. When he saw who was at the door he greeted the men with a smile. “James! Thomas! Glad to see you two could make it. Come in please.”

Killian opened the door wider allowing the men to step through, closing the door behind them one they entered. Killian wrapped an arm around his daughter before introducing everyone.

“Hope I’d like you to meet some of my old crew mates.”

“Hi.” Hope gave both of them a small wave.

“This here is James,” he introduced the bearded man.

“Its a pleasure to meet you, Hope.”

Hope nodded giving him a polite smile.

“And this,” her father gestured to the clean shaven man, “is his partner Thomas.”

“Husband actually. After all these years we finally got hitched.”

“Well congrats gents. That’s marvelous. Come on let me get you both a drink and introduce you to everyone.” Killian droopped a kiss to his daughters hea before unwrapped his arm from around her leading the couple further into the house. Leaving Hope standing their stuck in her own head. 

Two hours later the food is almost ready and everyone is starting to gather around the table when the door bell rings again.

“I got it,” Emma called. She came back a minute later with Alice and Robin in tow. “Look what the cat dragged in everyone.”

A chorus of greetings followed.

“Hi everyone. Sorry if we are late but we brought chocolate covered strawberries.”

“No worries at all foods almost done so take a seat,” Emma waved away their apology, taking the plate and placing it in the fridge to save for later.

“And don’t worry Alice. We are making a plate for your father so you can take to him. Robin we can make one for you mother too if you’d like,” David offered.

“Thank you,” Alice smiled.

“Yeah thanks. I think she would appreciate a little plate.” Robin replied.

As everyone settled at the table, Snow and David began to fill it with all the sides and dishes that were created. Hope took a moment to look around the table to all their guests. Seeing all the friendly faces, and feeling the warm atmosphere, in that instance she made up her mind. 

Turning to her mother she asked, “Can I barrow the car?” Not bothering to wait for an answer as she put on her shoes and jacket.

Emma raised an eyebrow at her daughter. “And where are you going?”

“Theres someone missing,” She said as she closed the door behing her.

Twenty minutes later Hope is back but this time she is holding hands with a dark skinned girl. 

“Mom. Dad. Everyone, this is Celine. My girlfriend.” Her voice trembled slighty when she spoke.

Squeezing Hopes hand in what she hoped was a comfortng way, Celine smiled and waved at evryone. “Hello. Its a pleasure to be here.”

The small silence was broken by the sound of Killian pushing his chair back. He approached the young girls stoping in front of them. He offered a gentle smile before reaching forward. “Thank you for joining us Celine. Its an honor to meet you.”

Hope let out  a breath she wasn’t aware she was holding in, one lone tear escaped the corner of her eye sliding down her cheek. 

“Please come sit we were just about to begin dinner.”

Dinner went on smoothly. Filled with friendly chatter and compliments of the wonderful food. After dinner Henry, Ella, and Lucy all made an appearance for games then dessert. After dessert people started to had home. When it was down to just her grandparents and uncle left, who always stay to help clean up, Hope approached her mother from behind. Wrapping her arms around her in a hug, Hope whispered a ‘thank you’ inot her mothers shoulder.

“You have nothing to thank me for. You should talk to your dad though. He was the one who insisted we invite evryone.” Emma dried off her hands before turning around and returning the hug.

“I don’t care who you date. As long as they treat you well and you are happy. No matter what you will always be my daughter and I will always love you.”

Once they let go Hope went to find her father which didnt take long. She found him sitting on the front step enjoying the calm night. She sat down next to him leaning against his arm and laying her head on his shoulder.

“How did you know?”

“I heard you on the talking phone earlier this week. I thought it best to show you evrything was alright then to tell you.” Killian looked at his daughter, “I am a 300 year old pirate there isn’t anything I haven’t seen before. I fought to hard for my happy ending to judge others on their own.”

Hope nodded understanding what her dad was trying to say.She cuddled into her father more whispering ‘I love you dad,’ into his neck. 

Killian kissed the top of her head, “I love you too love. And nothing you do will ever change that.”

[huntsman-ash]

RWBY LiveThoughts: V8E7

Since I finally have time for it today, lets make sure Im all caught up for the hiatus. 

Before we get fully started, an idea; Its not a war crime if they’re Grimm. Then its just self defense. So break out the napalm, the cluster bombs, the chemical weapons, the fun stuff. Make em regret it, yeah?

And we start off...on a farm. Looks like my moms old farm in South Dakota. Even on Remnant, hay is best used in bales.

Waiiiit. Thats the place the Whale set down isnt it. I see a Sayber running. Ah, and the Atlas military! Surely, the vanguard of a massive force to hold the line! Also Im glad to see a close up of the helmet for once, I want to make my own. Also, the gloves, and the rifle itself. Not sure why it doesnt have a stock, seems kind of silly...

And airships too, so they got some fire support...whats that wall behind them though?

Also it TOOK US 8 FUCKING SEASONS to get a close up of these FUCKING Weapons. 8. FUCKING. SEASONS. Okay maybe more like 5 cause they didnt first appear till 3 or so but come on. Im so picking this shit apart later. 

Pfft, bros got some nerves going on. Come on man, its just some Grimm, you’ll be FINE.

Atlas field harvesters resemble Halo’s JOTUN Farming equipment. As wel as our own. No surprise there.

Alright, bunch of Saybers, not seeing much of a threat here.

Hey, Paladins! Damn, they...look way different than I remember them to be. 

I wont lie, I dont like the Paladin design. Way to much visual noise, I cant tell where anything IS. 

Also that is the most 2D grass I have sever seen in my fucking life. What the hell are they growing here...

Huh, the whale has two sets of teeth. Wait, its just there? And its wpewing out Grimm. So...why isnt the air force firing on it? 

Yeah its not moving, its just raising its head and slamming down and vomiting out more Grimm. Im not sure what the issue is here, just...seal the mouth. 

Oh, huh. Apathys. Let me guess, RTs gonna try and tell us depression is going to kill most of Atlas. Oh for fuck sake. IM NOT IMPRESSED RT. IM REALLY NOT. IM MORE FUCKING ANNOYED THAN ANYTHING

Okay so...I see what this is. Its farm land outside of atlas proper and there’s an additional wall behind them, plus the power lines I guess? Seems like a viable place to make a stand. 

...thats it. Please tell me this is just a single detachment of the Atlas military because there is less firepower here than a NATIONAL GUARD UNIT ASSIGNED TO ONE CITY

Im fairly certain there are more people assigned to ONE UNIT attached to JBLM then I amm seeing here. 

Not to mention this is an OPEN FIELD the Grimm have to run through. This is a literall fucking TURKEY SHOOT. Running across an open field anywhere is a ticket to DYING.

Just ask the poor fucks on D-day.

Also uh...why is everyone in line formation? What is this, fuckin’ 18009s combat Napoleon style?

And did the distance suddenly change, I feel like the whale suddenly got a hell of a lot closer.

Just...I dont get this. This makes no sense. Did Ironwood learn how to deploy forces from a fairy tale book? This is legitimately some fuckin Lord of the Rings shit here.

RIP that one specific trooper hit by that Behemoth though. Dont worry friend, the thing walked next to a Paladin. Its getting its eye blasted out

And cut back to Ironwood. Doing...fuck if I know what.

Staring angrily it seems.

“Dammit, my tactical deployment by line formation and parade ground tactics isnt holding back the Grimm, curses!”

Well MAYBE IF YOUD THOUGHT TO INVEST IN SOME FUCKING AIR SUPPORT...Seriously.

I know people have told me why this is. I understand myself why this is. But it really just...does...not...jibe with me. At all. 

Okay so more details; first, apparently Atlas has a subway. Makes sense, its a big island. Inter-system transits probably a given. Second; Was that Mantis Squad Omega? Some kind of unit maybe...interesting.

 Also I love how this guy just questions Ironwood. Like, bro, if the General says do it, do it.

Hold the fuck up, why is everyone outside? It looks like fuckin’ Cali during our lockdowns...what ever happened to martial law huh?

Also “underground subway stations”. Yes, thats...kind of what a subway IS. I guess maybe they have overhead ones like New York does. Mass transit be weird like that.

I mean HELL the signs on it are almost identical to the ones in NYC too! Even with the colored circles and train cnumbers. 

According to the sign here they’re at Pickens Square Station. 

Oh boy. Ironwood just fed these poor bastards into a meat grinder. Anyone here ever played the Metro game series, or read the books?

Remember the Dark Ones? The Nosallias? Yeah. Tight corridors and monsters only work out well for angry vodka fueled Russians.

Didnt see it very well but I THINK those Mantas had some kind of wing gun. Either thats new, a separate armament setting, or RT forgot what ind of weapons they gave their ships AGAIN.

Cant get the shields back up, yeah, no shit, they DETACHED ONE OF THE FUCKING PILOTS YOU IDIOTS.

Also hah, they arrested Yang, Ren and Jaune. Not surprised.

Beta squads apperently been hitting the whale. ‘Bombs, missiles, we cant make a dent, sir.” ...while Im not surprised by this, I also hear shades of the opening of Halo 2s level Metropolis. “Where’s the rest of your platoon?” “Wasted, sarge. Blew right through us. Rockets, fifty cals, didnt do nothing.”

Honestly they could have SHOWED THAT too. Them just saying it feels like a cop out to me. Take that as you will. But if you want us to see the things hard to kill, show it. 

Not that I figure Atlas’s rockets are much more than Dust in a propellent tank. Not exactly a Hellfire or TOW.

Nice to see proper military talk for...a moment anyway.

Or what I figure RT figures is proper.

Oh so now the whales moving. Okay...huh.

Jaunes commentary is the same as mine. Though I guess the size seems to shift depending.

Ohhh. Its MANTA. As in the gunships. Alright, sure that works. And this guys making a good call. If you cant hit the big one go after the smaller. Of which there seems to be a HELL of a lot. Actually holy fuck that Grimm spew is across like...ahlf the fucking island right now. Time to fuckin torch and burn people.

Ahhhhhh and they get to the proper idea.  If you cant punch it from the outside, hit it from the inside.

I knew a crew...three madmen, names of Keegan, Lahni and Mac. The Hivebusters. Something tells me a Venom bomb would do the trick...if it can rip apart Swarm creatures as big as a Snatcher or a Swarmak and reduce them to green slime, I think it’ll work on Grimm. 

Something tells me RT isnt gonna give em a bomb though. Too obvious.

NEVER MIND. “Science team is putting together a bomb.”

Also I LOVE how Winter’s pupils expand and retract in fear as she realizes what Ironwoods asking her to do.

Awww now shes getting the shakes too.

Salem directing this shit like shes some kind of orchestra leader. I mean it FITS but...I dunno.

Ah so the command deck is directly behind the whale’s glowing nose. Basically inside where the spermacetiy organ would be in a real sperm whale.

What the fuck is Emerald doing there?

Sneaking I guess. Huh. Why’s she sneaking around the whale. Also, huh. guess seeers can get fooled by Emeralds semblance.  Is HE STILL BEATING UP ON OSCAR? Jeez dude. Take a breather.

Honestly if this was TRUE I would be okay with it. Replace the Huntsman with, I dont know, a massively overequipped military for each Kingdom, let them run rampant...stomp the Grimm out or push them back to nonexistence...everyone lives happily ever after

Lets be real here, the idea of the academies? Really really fucking dumb. Its cute. Fairy tale like.

But if theres one thing this show has taught me its that fairy tales SUCK. Reality...tends to be worse.

Ah theres one of those torture hooks they mentioned a few episodes back. Nice of the whale to have a specific interrigation room.

And at last we get some information on how Salem works. Alright so...what happens if you seperate the parts then? Sink one in the ocean, launch one into space.

Sounds like Oz/Oscars telling the fans what we’ve been saying forever, Companion Book be damned; Salem wants to die.

These mind games bore me. Its cute, but I dont like it cause I cant follow that shit. Give me a straight up fight any day, fuck this sublty backroom fuckery

No lies from them both here honestly.

Medical supplies in Atlas seem almost the same as here on earth interestngly. Also, soup. Or...coffee, tea?

Blake with the obvious here. But I mean thats not really saying much cause...well. Not hard to outfight the Atlas military it seems like.  (Long suffering sigh)

Im gonna make a seperate post about my frustrations with that and leave it there. But dont expect me to stop fully complaining about it because everyones gotta have something to bitch about with this show, and I’ll be DAMNED if I start joining the BB whiners.

Good question, Ruby. Might be that YOUR NOT LIVING IN A FAIRY TALE

I’d like to see these people dying in Mantle. I refuse to believe that there isnt SOMEONE in the nation that once brought Remnant to its heel that wont stand and fight. Unless Im wrong about that too...

May backstory? May backstory. Yeah.  Not amazingly complicated but it works. Cant tell if shes Henry though...or was. 

Dramatic lightning flash

Cute you think that Ruby. Theres sides. Always are.

Further proof honestly.

Hazels look of though is amusing. Cant tell if he doesnt believe Oscar, or if his tiny peabrain is runing full bore to think this through.

Coordination between farm boy and professor.

Oh. OHHHH. Plants the seed of doubt in Hazels tiny mind, he uses the last question for himself, sees the truth... Clever, Oscar. Clever.

Hazel peabrain go THUNK

Ah so Mercs going off to Vacuo. Guess that means everyone else is going there next too. Eat that, random Discord person, I called it.

Course, CFVYs there so...maybe we get to see Yats beat up on him.

Oh hi Tyrian. Do you just...randomly roam the halls of the whale waiting to DRAMATICALLY REVEAL YOURSELF and give violent expositon? Im very much okay with that.

Also I love how he just...accepts this. Totally fucking bonkers, totally down with it. 

Oh shit, Tyrian and Mercury going to Vacuo? Damn thats gonna be INTERESTING. I guess Tyrian’ll fit in well enough honestly.

Flying Beringal literally out of the roof. 

I remember back when this season first started and I said those weird bone platforms looked like VTOL launch bays. Guess what? They are.

Merc and Em emotion blah blah DONT CAAARRREEE

Jaune thinking tactically for ONCE IN HIS FUCKING LIFE. An I mean military tactical of course.

Also I like how the Aces say they dont let emotions cloud their shit WHEN THEYVE BEEN DOING THAT THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME.

This ENTIRE PLANET is emotionally run. Thats why the Grimm are such an issue! Makes small note to make Remnant Adeptus Mechanicus cult

Seriously though...

I wont lie though, Hare isnt wrong. Wonder what happened to that Tortuga guy. Tyrian, is my guess. Love how Ren interrupts the moment they almost mention Clovers name.

Expendable, yes. Replacable, no. You should have a talk with squadron leader Grey from Star Wars Squadrons Ren

ANNNNDDD SEMBLANCE EVOLUTION. Or the edibles just kicked in.

This is cool and all but its really fucking dumb and hamfisted. Explain all you want. Mention emotions all you want.

The Aces are fucking huntsmen. HUNTSMEN. FUCKING. SUCK. They always have. Its a dumb idea. Yes, lets stop the hordes of monsters invading this world BY SENDING IN SINGLE OPERATIVES WITH FUCKING MELEE WEAPONS

I’ll make this clear to you, Ren, right here and now. If you faced a REAL elites, you wouldnt have stood a chance. Nor would RWBY. Their bodies would have been three-shot from 20 meters out with a breach and clear and stacked against the wall like cords of wood, one final shot to the dome to make dead sure they were down. None of this stupid flipping and acrobatic crap, none of this clashing weapons and Dust and semblances...no. 

You’d be dead before you knew they were there and they would move on. You’d just be another body to the pile, one more faceless corpse to add to their kill count. A meatgrinder in human form. 

Professionals. Dont. Lose. AND THE ACES ARE NOT PROFESSIONALS!

Because thats not what RWBYs about, never has been.  And that is what annoys me slightly. That and the fact I cant distangle what I know of other universes and our own from RWBY’s. Its hard to hold a universe on its own when everything they make points towards it being like ours, but they change it when they see fit. 

I feel like thats bad writing.

Hehehe. Winter touched Elms boob.

Glad to know that Winters got her priorities right. Course, that bomb probably aint gonna do shit cause its Dust based.

...again, hoping its a chemical weapon...

Wait, the Atlas forces from earlier are STILL FIGHTING? Damn, these Grimm must suck if they couldnt wipe them out in that little time...

Also I cant tell if its getting dark cause of the storm or if its the dawn of the next day.  Or did...they shift time around? I lost track. I SWORE the sun was setting the last time we saw everything.

Also return of the shitty 3D grass...

Marrows gonna defect.

Awww poor Winters got emotions. HEY MAYBE DONT SEND A MENSTRATING WOMAN OUT ON A FIELD OP, ATLAS!

So according to May there’s still front lines. Cool. 

AYYY ITS KLIEN! HES BACK

Oh, I guess hes a doctor too. Oh he MAD.

Ayyy Whitleys being USEFUL for fucking once in his shitty life.

Shes gonna hug him isnt she.

CALLED IT. For fuck sake...whatever. Cute. But whatever.

Oh annnnddd now Grimmquake?

No. It stopped...Bolide?

No. PENNY.

Annnnddd shes leaking coolant. And sparking. And dead.

RIP Penny.

The concept art of the beached whale looks so fucking silly. Seriously, just...detach the whole section there. Drop the fucking thing. 

Oh well.

And thats it for almost two months! Be prepared for me to BULLSHIT MY WAY THROUGH ALL OF IT and continue on with my military fanwank because THATS HOW IM SURVIVING 2020!

[blackroseguzzi]

Dead and Alive

Chapter 3

They had made it to the border by nightfall. Daryl looked around, waiting for Alpha to arrive and to make sure there wasn't more of a threat out there. He looked over at Josephine who gave him a weakened smile. He nodded, and she knew he wanted her to stay close by - especially with their history with both Alpha and Beta when they had both gone to retrieve Henry after he had ran away to save Lydia.

Daryl suddenly put down his cross bow, Michonne put down her Katana, and Josephine slowly and hesitantly put down her axe and her small hunting knife she had around her thigh.

Daryl walked over to her, placing a hand on the small of her back, then looked to Carol who was next to Josephine, staring at the necklace that used to be around Henry’s neck, now around the stake that had been impaling his severed head months before.

“You alright?” Daryl asked her, quietly. She looked up at the two of her friends and nodded slowly.

“I just need a minute,” She replied as she took off her sword and bow. Josephine nodded and her and Daryl walked back over to Michonne as they waited for Alpha.

“Heads  up,” Daryl called out, and the herd of Alpha’s whisperers approached the borders.

Josephine stiffened as she watched one of the walkers take of their masks, and Alpha’s bald head appeared.

“We had one rule between our people. One Law. Stay where you are-Yet you disobey!” She spoke, her southern accent thick and sending chills through Josephine’s spine.

“Fire would have destroyed your land,” Daryl spoke out.

“Fire’s nature to burn,” Alpha responded and she made her way up to the stakes she used as land markers.

“It could have wiped out one of our communities, and we couldn't sit back and let that happen,” Michonne reacted. “You can understand that.”

“We crossed one time,” Josephine added.

“Three times,” Alpha’s head snapped towards her, staring her down and walking closer and closer to the stakes. “During the fire you walked my land. During the winter storm you walked my land, and doing the search along the river This woman and the man with the mental arm walked my land.” She pointed to Michonne, stating that she and her people were always watching.

“What did I tell you about crossing my border?” Her breathing became heavy. “It means you have to be punished,” She spoke softly, in a tone that Josephine hated.

From behind Alpha the whisperers unsheathed their knives.

“There will be no blood shed this time,” Alpha stated, looking back and forth between Josephine and Michonne

“So what do you want?” Josephine hissed, confused at this woman’s actions.

“We want land. The creek that winds into the valley, thats your new southern border,” Alpha replied in a harsh tone.

Carol spoke up now, annoyed with loosing more land that their people desperately needed. “That will cut off our hunting grounds! We don't have to stand here and listen to this-.”

She was cut off by Michonne shouting her name. Alpha walked closer to Carol now, breaking eye contact with Josephine.

“Listen to this… this what?” Alpha asked quickly.

“TO THIS BULLSHIT,” Carol spat back, annoyed and at her final straw with the people who had killed her son.

“Come on. We’re done,” Daryl spoke up, walking towards Carol, trying to pull her away from the situation that was erupting in front of them.

“Not until this one lowers her eyes to my feet,” Alpha called out in that low southern draw.

Josephine looked back and forth between Carol and Alpha.

“You should fear me,” Alpha whispered.

“I don’t,” Carol replied harshly. “ I look at you and feel nothing at all.”

“Is that right?” Alpha asked, “That blonde boy screamed you name right before we took his head,” Alpha spoke. The blood in Josephine’s body ran cold and she felt as though she was moving in slow motion as she watched Carol draw a pistol from the waist of her pants and drag it to Alpha, but as she shot her weapon Daryl had lunged forward, pushing her hand down so that the bullet entered the hard earth below them.

Carol struggled against Daryl’s hold and Josephine grabbed the gun from her hand and placed it on the ground below.

“I apologize for my friend. We haven't slept, and you know what she lost.” Michonne whispered to Alpha, not wanting any more fighting to happen tonight.

Alpha’s eyes peeled from Michonne back to Carol, who was now staring right back at her with cold eyes.

“I forgive you. Mother to mother,” came Alpha’s response “this is my land now, you better run.”

“Come on, come on, lets go” Daryl’s calm voice snapped Josephine out of her state, as they made their way briskly back to the forest. Josephine made it a point to stay close to Carol, not wanting anymore outburst that could cost them. She was angry at her for the risk she had just taken, but she couldn't fault her friend for she had lost her son to the evil woman who stood before them moments ago.

They made it to their new border, and decided to take a rest for a bit before heading back home. They needed a few moments of relaxation after the intense few days they had endured.

Josephine handed Daryl a kettle of warm water, urging him to take it to nourish the others as she ventured off to speak with Carol about what had happened. She knew Michonne wanted to, but this was Josephine’s oldest friend. Someone she had grown to love and watch grow. She wished if her mother was still alive she would have gained a voice like Carol had after losing it from what they both had suffered at the hands of their husbands.

Josephine walked up to Carol who was picking at bark from a tree, deep in thought.

“Hey, I can’t imagine what you're going through,” She spoke softly, trying to understand.

“The bitch has to die,” Carol responded, walking past her and then past Daryl who was now walking towards Josephine.

“She aint been the same since she got off that boat,” Daryl voice was thick in the night air. “Maybe she was better off on it. Found some peace, you know?”

“Hey, she belongs with us,” Josephine pushed a strand of hair off her face and sighed, looking into the woods where Carol had ran off to.

“She ain’t been sleeping either, She’s out all night looking for them, I can hear her leave the house from our bedroom late in the night, don’t come back ’til after sunrise.” Daryl confessed to Josephine.

“Well, we just got to let her grieve. I can’t imagine what she is going through especially after… after Sophia,” Josephine whispered. She watched Daryl’s head hang at the mention of the little girl had had so desperately tried to find.

“You’re right, can’t imagine how she feels,” Daryl whispered back, playing with top of the kettle anxiously.

“I don’t know how Michonne or anyone does it. Having kids in this world, it’s hard enough worrying about yourself out here,” Josephine responded.

She had thought a lot about having children after seeing Daryl with Judith when she was first born, but so much had happened since then, and the thought of children suddenly terrified her. She had lost Carl, and that sting was still strong. She worried about Judith and RJ almost all of the time and those kids were not her own. She couldn't imagine the thoughts going through Rosita’s head with an infant daughter. As much as she would love to see Daryl holding their own child in his arms, and feeling that sense of family that she had always thought wasn't possible for her, it just didn't feel right for them. Not yet.

“Yeah,” Daryl sounded a bit disappointed at her statement about children, knowing that the idea of bringing a little human both a mixture of himself and Josephine wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. He used to always worry that he would end up like his father if he ever had children, but this new life and his entire new family had made him realize he had never been like him and he never would be.

Suddenly in the distance a shot rang out in the woods, fearing Carol’s safety Josephine and Daryl both ran towards the echoing sound of a gunshot.

“What happened,” Daryl called out as he approached Carol and helped her off the ground. Michonne and the others followed closely behind.

“Whisperers.Three of them,” Carol explained in a rush. Josephine looked her over, asking if she as okay, she nodded while Michonne called out orders to capture whoever they find, and not to kill them.

“Josephine!” Daryl yelled as he tried his hardest to keep up with Carol who was now getting deeper and deeper into the dark woods on a mission.

They made it pretty far into the woods before stopping. They hadn't found a single whisperer or any signs of them. Michonne called over the walkie that they would meet the others at the creek.

Josephine’s eyes narrowed as she watched Carol pop a small white pill into her mouth. She looked to Daryl who was walking back over from searching the last part of the woods.

“No signs of them anywhere, no traces, tracts… nothing,” Michonne stated, her eyes not leaving Carol’s.

“Are you sure you saw three?” Josephine asked her friend, crossing her arms in front of herself.

“Yeah, I’m sure,” Carol responded coldly.

“How long you been taking those pills?” Josephine questioned further, she didn't want to be harsh, but she was starting to become worried about Carol, and her strange actions since she came off that boat.

“Since I got back,” Carol replied, her tone a lot more annoyed this time. “They’re like coffee.” She looked to Michonne, then to Daryl. Josephine knew Carol was not impressed by her questioning her about the pills she had been taking.

“We cant stay here!” Carol lashed out, angry that they hadn't found the whisperers that she stated she had clearly seen.

“Fine. We find a place with some walls, hold up for a bit, try get some sleep,” Daryl answered his friend and started walking forward and the others followed closely behind.

They met back up with the others by the creek, explaining their plan to hold up fort for a night in the nearest place with walls. They walked for about two miles before finding an old run down academy.

Josephine slowly opened the door, the sound of creaking echoed through the building. They shined their flashlights in all of the rooms, making sure it was cleared out and that no walkers were inside.

“It’s clear,” Daryl whispered to Josephine as she approached him with her flashlight shining through the hallway. She nodded and pointed her flashlight behind her to Carol who was looking at an old text book.

“Hey!” She hissed out, making Carol jump a bit and follow her eyes to Josephine’s voice “come on.”

Carol threw the book back onto the ground and followed Josephine and Daryl.

“I’ll take first watch,” Carol replied, moving into an empty room. Josephine looked to Daryl who nodded, his way of saying it was okay for her to follow Carol and to watch out for their friend who was clearing going through something.  

Josephine walked over just as Carol popped another pill into her mouth. She stood hovering over Carol for a second- making her presence known.  She finally slung her axe off her shoulder and set it against the wall, then she carefully took off her brown jacket and sat down across from her friend.

“What?” Carol asked, her tone of voice still annoyed. She knew Josephine was up to something, worried or cautious of how Carol had been acting.

“Nah, I was just thinking about my life before all this,” Josephine chuckled a bit at the thought of who she used to be and who she was now. The vast difference amusing her slightly.

“I was nothin”. Moved around a lot, disappointed my family a lot. I used to tell Rick I was staying at hotels for work, but really I was just stuck up at motels because I had no other place to go- I never was one to feel whole when I was settled in one place, but then again I don’t think I’d never known what feelin’ whole felt like in the first place.” Josephine sighed at the ghostly memory of herself.

“I used to drive all hours of the night, even when it was pitch black outside.This one time, I was driving through Kentucky on I-66, and I see this girl on side of the road. I swear to you it looked like she was crying. When I got closer, this girl steps right into the freeway- right in front of my truck. I slam on the brakes, I’m freaking out I mean,” Josephine stops for a second, taking in her memory and she pressed her lips together for a second. She looks to Carol, who’s now invested in this story.

“I call the PD, I get out and look for her and there aint nothing there. I look under the cab, the tires, no dent in the grill, no blood… no nothing.”

“How is that possible?” Carol asks, in shock of the girl’s story.

“There was no girl,” Josephine answered, her voice low and quiet. She started playing with the hem of her shirt. “I never slept much, sometimes I’d be hopped up on something to make me stay up for 24 hours or more. Sometimes I just couldn't sleep, feeling restless and afraid of the bad dreams. See, sometimes when you stay up that long you start seeing things.”

“Josephine, I’m not some drug addict runaway, okay.” Carol’s words cut deep at Josephine, and suddenly Jo could tell Carol didn't mean the harsh words that had just spilled from her mouth. “Not that you were…sorry,” Carol finished in a low whisper. She looked away from Josephine who’s eyes cut through her.

“No, you’re right. But it doesn't mean I’m wrong though.” Josephine finished, getting up from her seat on the floor and brushing off her hands on her knees just as the kitchen timer goes off, signaling that Carols shift was over

Carol reaches in her pocket, Josephine could hear the pills rattling around.

“Don’t take that,” Josephine pleaded. Her voice harsh and demanding. Kind words were not going to make Carol see what she was doing to herself.

Carol didn't listen, and stuffed the last pill in her mouth before throwing the bottle across the room.

“You need to sleep,” Josephine stated.

“I can’t,” Carol responded.

“why’s that? Bad dreams?” Josephine questioned, but she didn't stay for the response, knowing that Carol needed a little while to figure that question out herself.

Josephine walked back into the room where the others lay asleep, Daryl huddled in the next corner picking at thumbnail as he sat up against the wall, obviously waiting for Carol or Josephine to come back out.

He had a feeling it was going to be a long night.

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[pinkykitten]

Doctor

The Good Doctor

Neil Melendez x autistic & white! female reader

Warning: man being mean about reader having autism, some curse words, a little bit of make out like ifthatsawarning

Specifics: romance, angst, one-shot, autistic reader

People: neil melendez, claire browne, audrey lim, henry (oc), shaun murphy 

Words: 1,298

Requested: By @the-gang-makes-a-tmblr (cannot tag) Okay my next request would be that the reader has a very ignorant patient who doesn’t trust her as a doctor and Melendez defends her and it ends in fluff and the patient letting her be their doctor the patient can be any gender idc

Authors Note: i wrote a certain scene based on the gif below because omg it fit so perfectly. i made the patient an old man name henry lol thats all i could think of at the time. hope u like dearies! 

“Sir all I’m saying is that we need your medical history in order to perform any surgery here in this hospital,” you tried to reason with an old man who was a patient. He had a mini heart attack, you were supposed to take tests on him and then perform coronary artery bypass surgery on him, but he was being stubborn. 

“And I’m gonna tell you again, no!” He twisted his arms and his face became sour. His voice was higher and you were trying to diffuse the situation. Others in the hospital area could hear you two. 

“What seems to be the problem?” Claire asked as she entered the room. “Hello there Henry, I could hear you two outside.”

“Finally a real doctor around here,” the old patient named Henry gave a dramatic sigh as he looked at Claire and pretended like you weren’t even present. 

You tried to speak and tried to go against him but that would just make the matter worse. You were a doctor and you were trying to help the patient not get him all riled up. You waited patiently to say what you needed to say.

“She is a real doctor, just like the rest of us.” Claire said as she stood by you, patting your arm. She had on a genuine smile and you could tell she really meant what she said. 

“No, no she’s not. She’s got issues!”

“I have no issues what so ever. I am trained and I went to school to become a doctor,” you exclaimed, putting your foot down. 

“Yeah well I read that you and another kid have problems, you’re both autistic.” You nodded, “yes you are right about that. But I would never hurt you or any patient and I just want to make sure that you get the best care. I want to heal you.”

“I don’t trust you! Now get!”

With a sigh you and Claire left, “you did really good in there.”

You shrugged, “you think so? I wish I was treated differently because of my condition. Autism doesn’t make who I am, its just a piece of me. I tried my best in there.” Claire hugged you, “you tried and thats what counts, thats what being a doctor means. I’ll let Dr. Lim take his history, you can try him later on.”

Thats exactly what you did. Later on you tried and tried to continue with him but he was stubborn and would not budge. You were starting to feel that this was impossible. 

“Sir we need to get your tests done,” you stood next to him with your tablet. 

“I want a real doctor here, not some crazy lady.”

“I am a real doctor!”

The man, not listening, tried to press the nurse button but you stopped him. “I’m calling the cops on you.”

You raised your brow, “try. Now you came in here, in pain and I am trying to relieve you from that but you wont let me do my job. I am perfectly capable of taking care of you, I have saved many lives before, you are not my first rodeo. So please let me do what I was born to do, let me do my job.”

As Henry was about to proceed with the disagreement Neil walked in, eye brow raised. He whispered to you, “hey whats going on? I can hear you two from outside.”

You didn’t want to seem that you couldn’t handle the issue or that this was too tough for you. You wanted to show Neil that you could do this. You felt embarrassed if you were to say you couldn’t do it. “Oh its nothing, really. I can handle it.”

“Are you a doctor?” 

Neil turned his head to Henry, “yes, yes I am. What seems to be the problem?”

“The problem is the hospital gave me a retard for a doctor.”

Your heart felt like it was about to burst. You felt hurt. You remembered in school when kids, even teachers and parents would call you that. It hurt you and made you self conscious of yourself. You felt tears sting your eyes. You looked down and said nothing, fiddling with your doctor’s coat. 

“Excuse me?” Neil questioned, sounding so upset that you thought he would shout. 

“Yeah I said it. I don’t want someone with autistic problems to work on me. I want a sane person that knows what they’re doing.”

“First off Dr. l/n is not retarded. She is smart and capable of doing the procedure on you. Second, her having autism does not have a thing to do with your life or your medical issues. She can help you out but you have to trust her and understand her. She is one of the best doctors here, and thats a fact. So either you have her, or I’m sorry you’re gonna have to go to another hospital.”

The old man stuck his hand out but then all of a sudden his vitals started to go all whack. 

“His heart,” you said as nurses flooded the room. 

“He’s having another heart attack. We need to perform the surgery on him.”

You nodded and wheeled him to the surgery room. “Y/n I’m leaving you in charge.” Your eyes bugged out and you felt nervous. You shook your head and told yourself that this is your moment to prove to Neil and to others that you can do it. 

After you did the surgery on Henry, you and Neil waited for him to wake up. 

“Hey I just wanted to thank you for earlier today,” you smiled at Neil, taking his hand in yours. 

Neil chuckled, “of course. You didn’t deserve to be treated that way.”

You kissed Neil’s hands and looked into his dark eyes, “did you mean that stuff? Back there, did you mean all that stuff you said?”

Neil came closer to you, brushing his fingers on your cheeks. “Of course I meant all that stuff. You’re smart, you’re special. You mean a lot to me and to this hospital. I trust you whole heatedly, as a person and a doctor.”

You rushed to him and sat on his lap, kissing him harshly. Your tongue slipping in his mouth, you pushed his face more to you. It was hot and intense. “I love you,” you breathed out. “I love you so much.” You kissed him again, all over his face. 

Neil gave you a smirk, “that was kinda sexy. Great, now I want you, now...I love you y/n.” Neil kissed your forehead. 

Henry woke up, you two went to see him and he laid there, helpless. 

“I’d like to say that the surgery went well, you almost had another heart attack that may have potentially killed you, but since we did the surgery you should be fine.” You stood there, waiting for him to get so angry again. 

“You, you saved my life.” Henry mumbled, staring wide eyed at you. 

“I just did everything I could to help you.”

“Dr. l/n performed the coronary artery bypass surgery on you,” Neil informed the patient. 

“Thank you so much. I can’t believe I’m saying this but I apologize for what I said earlier. You do got what it takes. I was an as*hole, but you’ve showed me that you are a doctor. Thank you for saving my life Dr. l/n.”

You put your hand out and shook his hand, “I’m glad you have a change of heart Henry, and I’m glad I and some of my team could assist you in getting better.”

You and Neil left the room and Neil put his arm around your waist. “Why don’t we celebrate tonight, hmm?”

You twirled in his grasp and kissed his lip lightly, “I would love that.” 

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[wiggly-blue-shite]

Chapter 12 The Bell Doesn’t Dismiss You

After about 15 minutes of Henry picking a my face I think he's finally done. He takes a step back and admires his work.

I have no idea what he did, my only clues are purple and purple lipstick. I'm not really scared because I know I will look cool, but I honestly have no clue what to expect. There is the small chance that he gives me like clown makeup as a joke.

Henry looks satisfied. He pulls out a little mirror. The anticipation is killing me.

"Ok." He turns the mirror around "What do you think?"

Woah. I hardly recognize myself. My cheekbones look stronger. My eyes look like they're on fire, if the fire was like purple. I've never worn lipstick before, but man is it cool.

"Oh my god! I look fucking awesome." This is way cooler than I would have imagined. Like woah!

Henry smiles widely. He looks so proud of himself. For good reason, because this is awesome.

"I'm so glad you like it!" Henry turns bright red. He looks so happy. I think my brilliant idea worked!

"How could I not like it?" God I look good, "Do you feel any better?" I really hope he does, because it seemed like he was having fun, and it would be crushing to find out he wasn't.

Henry nods with the biggest grin on his face.

"Good." I guess the trip was worth it.

Henry's phone goes off.

"One sec." He grabs his phone and exits the room. Who calls anyone anymore? I hope it's not an emergency. It's probably someone he knows since he picked up the phone. I hope everything's ok. I can't hear what he's saying.

He walks back in the room. I can't read his expression. He doesn't look devastated but he doesn't look as happy as he was, either.

"Is everything alright?" I hope it is. I don't want to restart the cheering up process.

"Yeah my parents are just out of town." Henry puts his makeup box away. "So what do you want to do now?" Henry sit down on his bed across from me.

He wants me to stay! He's not making me leave. I would have thought he would kick me out.

"Well I need to get a photo of myself like this."I walk over and sit next to him. I try to take a good photo with Henry in the shot. It's not the best photo I've take but it's ok. "Seriously though this is awesome."

There's a moment of silence. Henry's still blushing. My heart rate speeds up again. Why am I like this? Why does he have this effect on me? I'M STRAIGHT GOD DAMNIT.

"Why are you here, Ted? We don't know each other that well." Henry looks a little sad. He was just happy 10 minutes ago. People are so hard to understand god damnit. I want to help him feel better.

I shift my body weight so I'm looking him in the eyes. His eyes are so pretty. I don't know how to explain it. I guess the cliche they look like the ocean fits, but there's something more to them.

"In all honestly, I care about you." I think I like you, "I don't really know why, but I do." I don't think I am straight. I catch myself staring at his lips. I snap my gaze back up to his eyes. "I wanted to make sure you were ok."

"Thank you." Henry smiles slightly. God he's adorable. I want to hug him and kis-

"No problem, man." I lean forward, to hug him. Nothing else. I'm not going to assume anything. Henry hugs me back. My stomachs doing flips, my face heats up, and my hands start sweating. There is no way I am straight, in a world where Henry exists. "I'm glad you're feeling better."

He doesn't pull out of the hug immediately. He stays there, in my arms, holding me back. Holy shit what is happening. It has been a weird fucking day.

"Thanks." Henry pulls away from the hug. I knew he was going to pull away but I didn't want him too.

"Soooooo," I don't know what to do now. He's happier, mission accomplished. But I don't want to leave.

"Soooooo," Henry chimes in. He still has his dorky little smile. "Are you hungry?"

I have eaten since lunch. Not that it was that long ago, but I'm a pig.

"Yeah I could eat." I shrug.

"Cool, I'll order pizza." Henry stands up, pulls out his phone, and goes to look for a bag.

I don't know what he's thinking. I don't know how long he want me to stay. I'll stay as long as he wants, but I don't want to cross a line. He's fun to hang out with him.

"Pepperoni please," I reach into my pocket to take out my wallet. It's not there. "Damnit I think I left my wallet in my car, I'll go get it."

"No no no no no!" Henry walks back towards me, so he's kind of standing above me. "don't you dare, this is on me." Henry smiles kindly. God I love his smile, but I'm not going to let him pay.

"No way!" I stand up so I'm right at face level with him. I overestimated the distance he was from me. When I stand we're extremely close to each other. I try not to stare at his lips. "I'll be paying."

Henry laughs, but not his little cute laugh, a much deeper almost gravely voice. My knees go a little weak.

"Are you now?" He doesn't step away. He maintains eye contact. I didn't know he could be this intimidating.

"Yes." I know I'm going to lose this battle. But it's fine. I'm payed almost less than minimum wage. I don't like having other people pay for me though.

"Yeah ok," Henry breaks eye contact and looks down at my lips. He scans me up and down and steps away. Oh god what is he thinking. He walks over to his phone and picked it up. He has to know what he's doing. Like you don't just do that for any innocent reason. Is he just playing with me? I don't think I'm really opposed to that.

I kind of just stand there watching Henry tapping on his phone. I should go get my wallet, right?

"Ok I ordered it," He looks up from his phone.

"That was fast." Now that I'm thinking about getting food, I'm actually hungry. "How much do I own you?"

"Nothing." He smiles mischievously and winks. It should be illegal to be that fucking adorable.

"I'm not going to let you pay." I'm the one doing the cheering up here! He's not about to pay for me.

"Yes you are." Henry smiles. God his smile is so cute. I grumble slightly. "You're not going to win this fight."

That's fine.

The pizza comes. We settled on me tipping the delivery guy.

It's so weird. Henry has like an actual dinning room table. Not just a table that they put shit on. Like a table they eat on. We just eat on the couch in my house. But we actually eat on a table. Weird.

"What do you want to drink." Henry calls from the other room. Also his fucking kitchen is incredible, but that's beside the point.

"What do you got." It feels weird to yell back at him, but he doesn't seem to mind. Would it be weird to ask for beer?

"Depends," He tells back, "Do you want soda or beer?"

FUCK YEAH!

"Beer!" I can't believe he's actually cool with me drinking in his house.

Henry walks into the room and hands me a Budweiser. He got one for himself. Henry didn't seem like the kind of person to unwind in the afternoon with a frosty beer.

"You're cool with me drinking in your house?"

"I wouldn't have brought you the beer if I wasn't." Henry pats my shoulder. "It doesn't matter, my parents are out of town." He takes a sip and sits down across from me. It's so weird having such a sloppy meal, on such a nice table.

I watch him eat for a spilt second. He's so pretty and confident, at least he seems confident. I don't understand how he does that. I'm rarely ever confident, in anything.

"Can I ask you a question." This is probably going to be uncomfortable.

"Yeah sure!" Henry starts taking a sip of his beer.

"How did you know you were gay?"

Henry's eyes widen. He coughs and sets down his beer. I shouldn't have done that, bad idea.

"I shouldn't have asked that, I'm sorry." It's a really personal question, that I had no right to ask.

"No, it's a fair question." Henry looks like he's trying to get his bearings. "I uh well... Y'know how in middle school all the boys were fawning over Becky Barnes?"

I remember her. She was fine. Paul and I were devastated when she switched schools. Then Emma came along, and I started crushing on Char, that was short lived.

"Well I was more focused on Tom Huston." Henry chuckles awkwardly.

I remember Tom. He transferred out around the same time as Becky. They were really close. I was convinced that Tom transferred because Becky left.

"Huh." That makes sense. He's attracted to guys. I guess it's not that hard to figure out. If you have no attraction to girls, but if you do for guys.

"W-why do you ask?" Henry stutters a little bit. His face is bright red. God he's adorable.

"I don't know." If I tell the truth I'd be ruining the vibe we got going. That's fine. "You know that thing Mrs. Hawthorn says, These are confusing times." Thats worse, somehow that was worse than the truth.

"Yeah..." Henry gets even redder, which I didn't even know was possible for a human being.

"It's just," fuck I'm going to make it awkward. I kind of start to mutter. "I've been feeling stuff for other guys."

The Worst way to phrase it.

"Oh..." Henry's voice trails off, "Do I know him?"

Fuck. My heart starts facing and I can feel my face heating up. Why did I ask that stupid question?

"Uh, probably not ." I need to think of a good lie, "it's just a guy I met through baseball." That's a good lie right? "But you know I still like girls."

"Well you're probably bi." Henry looks like he's trying to calm down. I feel bad for making him so flustered.

I forgot that that was a thing. It does make sense though I guess. I could be bi. That's not to far out.

"Yeah..." god damnit I made things uncomfortable. I can't be here anymore, I'm just going to make things more uncomfortable. I can still preserve this memory while it's still pure.

It's got to be around 5pm, I can get away with the whole "I need to get home" act. That feels rude though. I also want to stay here with Henry.

"Thanks." I smile at him. "That helps." I take another swing of beer. I wish I got drunk more easily, because this right here, is excruciating.

"Well, I'm glad I can help." Henry smiles back.

We finish up the food. I pick up my plate and start helping him clean up. Not that there was a lot to clean. Just throwing away the paper plates and the pizza box.

"Hey ted." Henry tugs on my shirt sleeve. I turn to face him. He grabs my face and pulls me towards him. Our lips make contact. My heart beat is going crazy. My body feels like it's on fire. He lets go quickly. "I'm so sorry I shouldn't have done that. I couldn't help myself." Henry is completely red. He looks really panicked and all over the place.

"Don't apologize." That was so nice. Even if it only lasted a split second.

"No no no, that wasn't ok. I shouldn't have done that. I'm so sorry. I don't know what case over me." Henry's talking very fast. He must be freaking out. This is the opposite of what I wanted.

"I'm sorry, too." I bring my voice up over his.

Henry is still so a second.

"Why?" He looks worried.

"For lying." I grab the side of his face and pull him into a kiss.

Oh my god, there is not fucking way I'm straight.

[a-pretty-nerd]

Game: Part 10

Concept: After Patrick puts you in a difficult position, you're thrown into a world of fear, chaos, and sex.

A/N: This one took a while to come out too and Im sorry! I know my chapters are short and my stories are long but if Im completely honest thats because I never know what Im doing or where this is going! But! I am so very happy you guys enjoy this series! Thank you for reading! As always, your requests and feedback are much appreciated and keep me goin'! ✌❤

Warnings: Sex and Sadness

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That kiss at your doorstep. So sweet, even loving. Something you never thought Henry capable of. Innocent and calloused hands placed on your waist. A sensation went down your spine you hadn't felt in what seemed forever. His lips moved with yours perfectly as you reached up and ran your fingers through his dirty blonde hair. It made him pull you closer to him. He pressed his hips against yours and deepened the kiss. You let out a soft moan. Damn, that felt good. You had to pry yourself away from him. His hooded eyes looked you up and down in disappointment. You licked your lips once in thought. You sorted out your options.

Fuck it. How more pregnant could you get?

"Wanna come upstairs?" You asked him with a smile. He hadn't given you the opportunity to ask him in a while, not since you first started dating. He grinned, only giving you a second before his lips attacked your neck with kisses. You squealed with laughter as you leaned back, his hands holding onto your sides to keep you close. He chuckled into the crook of your neck. He stood behind you as you unlocked the front door. His arms wrapped around your waist as he continued to kiss any part of exposed flesh you had.

Once you got the door open and closed behind you, all bets were off. He was on top of you in the sweetest and loving way you had ever seen him. It was straight out of a romance movie the way he ran his hands up and down yours sides as he kissed you. He left hickies as you made your way up the staircase. His fingers worked to get your sweat off and onto your bedroom floor. They unbuttoned your pants and slide them off through panting and huffs of desperation. You shared passionate kisses betweeb the shedding of clothes. You laid on your bed and watched him crawl over you. Laying kisses up your belly, abdomen, breasts, neck, and finally lips. You threw your arms around him and held him close. His hips bucked between yours. His arms reached back to pull up your legs a little more. He positioned himself at your wet entrance and slid in perfectly. You let out a sweet gasp.

"Mmmghhg fuuuck." Henry grunted as he started thrusting. You threw your head back, the hormones raging through your body. You clung to his body as he fucked you. Getting to the point where your mattress started crashing into the wall. You didn't hold back, you didn't try to act a certain way for Henry like usual. You didn't put on that mask for him. And he loved it. He leaned down and kissed you between thrusts. You gasped as your orgasm approached, digging your nails into his shoulders with every movement he made.

"Oh god, o-oh god Henry!" You cried for him. He burried his face in your neck. Your legs wrapped around his waist as your orgasm struck you and tore through you. Leaving you gasping for breath as Henry finished himself a few moments later. He too panting tightly in your embrace. It was all so raw, passionate, sweaty, and perfect. You held your eyes shut and held him close, hoping that moment would never end. But it did. You gave a small whimper as Henry pulled out and flopped his body down beside you eith a huff.

"That was great." He said with a small laugh and a pant. You nodded and smiled back. He laid beside you on his belly, his head placed on the mattress gazing at yours. You swung your arm over and gently dragged your knuckles against the soft flesh on his back. He closed his eyes, the afternoon sunlight, the last of the day washing over his peaceful expression. He really wasn't so bad, now was he. He lifted an arm and started petting your torso affectionately, furrowing his brow when he looked at your belly. "Have you been gaining weight?" He asked. Your heart jumped.

"Uh...yeah. Is that...a problem?" You asked. Henry gave's lips gave a small pout as he shook his head.

"No, no not a problem at all." He said. You smiled back. You thought for a long moment in the silence you shared together in the after glow. Something turned in your gut and your heart raced. You started to panic a little bit at the idea.

"Hey babe?"

"Hm?" He looked up at you.

"There's actually uh..." Are you really doing this? "A reason for my, weight gain." You cleared your throat. Henry looked at you confused.

"You joining a sport?" He asked. You couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

"No um...It's something a little more intense than a sport. It's why things have been so weird with me latley." He sat up on one arm.

"Well what is it? Whats going on?" He asked, slightly panicked. You propped yourself up on your elbows and looked up at him.

"Henry...I-I’m pregnant." You confessed. For a moment, Henry's expression didn't change. He didn’t say anything, not a word. You couldn't even see the gears turning like you usually could. He was deadpan. "H-Henry?" You whispered. Once you did, its like something clicked and he came back to earth. He just looked at you. Then in a swift motion he threw himself off the bed. You watched in confusion as he started picking up his clothes and putting them back on. "Babe?" You tried to get his attention, but it didn't work. He got dressed and walked out your door. Your jumped from your bed with a blanket pressed to your chest for the little decency you felt you had.

You followed him down the hallways and stairs, shouting his name. Desperately trying to get his attention. Begging for him to say something to you. To say, anything. Once he reached the front door, you grabbed hold of his shouldet. He thrusted his shoulder back, throwing your grasp off of it before stomping out and slamming the door behind him. How could you be so stupid to tell him. You've ruined everything. You couldn't help but collasp onto the floor and cry.

You had no choice. You reached for the phone and dialed that number. Your only hope. The only two you could rely on in that moment.

"Belch? Belch I fucked up!" You cried.

"The fuck? Y/N, are you okay? The hell happened? He didn't touch you did he?"

"N-No he didn't hurt me...fuck..." You whimpered.

"Where are you?"

"At home..."

"Okay well...aw shit hold on I have another call coming through. One second." You waited, leaning against the wall. Your body curled in pain. You stared at the wallpaper of your entryway, the tears blurred your vision for a moment before falling. Your entire body felt sore and your chest ached. "You still there?" Belch clicked back on the line. You sniffed.

"Yeah, Yeah I'm still here."

"That was Henry on the other line...Y/N what did you do?"

"I-I-I told him." You stuttered, Reggie sighed.

"Okay...uh...stay right there. I'll send Vicc-"

"No, I don't want Vicc. I want you." You insisted. Vicc was shit at comforting people. Really, they all were. But Belch was your lifeline right now. You wanted him there.

"I can't, Henry wants me to pick him up."

"Well fuck Henry!" You shouted, frantically looking out the living room window. The sun was beginning to set. How long had you sat there and cried? How long did Belch take talking to Henry? What time was it? Where had it all gone.

"Y/N, calm down. I have to get Henry. Just...Just wait till Vicc gets there and I'll talk to Henry. We'll work this out." He spoke softly.

"No you don't understand, you don't understand!" You cried in desperation. Losing your sanity day by day, it had reached a dangerous and hysteric level. Belch could only listen as you sobbed and begged for him.

"Any other day I'd come get you. You know that. But this is Henry, he doesn't call for help. But he's calling now because he's freaking out and quiet frankly Y/N, I don't blame him! This isn't a joke."

"No shit its not a joke!"

"Just try and calm down. Please. Cry it out if you need to, eat something, make some tea and take a goddamn bubble bath but do not lash out at anyone. We have enough shit as it is. You need to be one of the sane ones here. Do you understand?" You didn't respond. "Do you understand?" He repeated. You nodded your head.

"Uhuh." You blabbed out through soaked lips and tears.

"It's going to be fine. Just stay calm, Vicc will be there soon."

"O-Okay." You sniffled.

"Good girl. I'm gonna hang up now okay?"

"Yeah.."

"Okay, goobye now." He practically whispered and hung up. You slid down the wall and sat there for a moment as you watched the light in the room fade until you were practically left in darkness. Get dressed. You had to get dresses, Vicc was going to be there soon. No jeans fit. Sweatpants, sweatpants were fine. Sweatpants and an old T-shirt would do fine. This was fine. The mess you were was fine. You heard the doorbell wrang and a sense of dread washed over you.

[lifeasitis21]

Destined

Imagine: Henry Cavill x reader can’t stand each other and then one night something happens and they realize they actually have feelings for each other.

A/n: Thank you for the request! Let me know what you think! I’ll be honest, it was really hard to write a mean Henry!

Warnings: Smut

Today was your first day on the job, but you weren’t nervous, you were ready. This was the biggest movie you’d directed on so far. Your other work, though smaller, was known by everyone. They said you ‘had an eye’ for this kind of stuff. Either way, you just really enjoyed yourself while doing it. From the start your name was already very well known. You were an accomplished writer who turned director after wanting a more hands on experience. You weren’t looking to  surround yourself with big names to gain more recognition though, it was always about the work itself rather than the benefits.

When you arrived on set you were greeted by who you assumed was going to be your assistant for the duration of filming.

He had a nice smile and what looked like a chai tea in his hand, so right away he was off to a good start.

“Good morning Ms. Carter. How was your flight in last night?”

“It was fine, and please call me Y/n.” You smiled and took the drink from his hand as you walked past him. He fell in step beside you.

“My name is John. And may I say its a pleasure to meet you. I’m sure you know your plans for the day, but if you need a reminder, I have this binder that lays everything out. I will put my number into your phone if you need anything, and of course I’ll be shadowing you most of the day, unless you say otherwise.”

Before the two of you reached the conference room you stopped.

 “Listen uh, John. I really love my job, and I’m a generally laid back person. So lets just be on the same team, okay?” You smiled bright and the look on his face told you he hadn’t expected that, but was glad you said it.

“Sounds like a plan Y/n.”

You pushed the door open to the conference room and relished in the sight. A room full of like minded directors and actors who had a vision for creation. 

Your entrance caught the attention of a few, luckily you weren’t the last one to show up. 

Across the room Henry stood surrounded by a few of his female co-stars. He was one of the first you noticed. You’d never worked with him before, but from what you’d heard, he made it a habit to remind every women within a five mile radius that he was a god walking among them. 

You were less than excited to be working with him.

The head director was waving you over, so you made your way through the crowded room and took a seat.

“Y/n we are so glad to have you working this with us. I’m ecstatic.” Her vibrant personality and animated gestures made her easy to like.

“The pleasures all mine!”

You’d been corresponding with Julia for months before now. She even asked to meet you for lunch a few times. 

“After the meeting I’ll introduce you to the actors you’ll mainly be working with.”

Julia stood and brought her hands together before calling everyones attention.

“Ladies and gentleman! I’m glad you could all make it. I’m very excited and passionate about this project and I believe you’re all here because you are too. Thank for making this commitment…”

The rest of the meeting was mostly basic guidelines, a timeline for the next few weeks, and a ton of introductions. From across the table, you noticed, but also tried not to notice Henry who seemed to be trying to seduce you with his eyes or something.

After everyone was dismissed, Julia found you again like she promised and led you towards a small group of people, Henry being one of them.

“Everyone, this is Y/n Carter. I sent a few of you an email saying you’d be in close contact with her throughout. She has a mind like you’d never imagine, so I’m hoping for a lot of interaction and ideas from you.”

After she finished she said goodbye, leaving you with Henry and two of his co-stars.

He reached for your hand and you gave it, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Y/n. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Likewise.” The way he was looking at you made you restless. You had no intention of being apart of his entertainment so you tried your best to make an escape as soon as possible.

“We would love to brainstorm with you one of these days, but for now, we really love everything you have so far.” Joyce, the younger of the two women, said.

The older, Becca, seemed to agree with what she said, but Henry just shook his head.

You tilted your head slightly, “Is there a problem?” You asked.

“I just think they should have considered hiring someone with experience when they choose the actors director.” As he spoke you kept your eyes on his. The other two actors obviously seemed uncomfortable.

“No offense or anything. I am willing to give you a shot though. Who knows, maybe–”

“I’m sorry, you’re willing? Is that what you said? Yeah, there is no willing.” You took a step towards him, barely stopping yourself before shoving a finger towards his face. “I am not here in spite of you Henry, and I will not leave because of you. My job is not dependent on you, my job is to make you all the best actors you can be, and right now it looks like you are prepared to make that job very hard.”

Joyce’s mouth all but fell open as she was stunned into silence. Becca looked back and forth between you and Henry, who were now in an intense stare down you did not intend to lose.

Henry scoffed as he gave in and made his way to the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow then Y/n.”

The other two looked like deer in headlights when you looked back to them. But as soon as Henry was out the door you exhaled.

“Please don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not an assholeI just–”

“I loved everything about that moment.” Becca interrupted.

“You’re my new favorite if you weren’t before! He deserved every bit of that, don’t even worry.” Joyce looked like she wanted to hug you, but instead she followed Becca out, walking past John as they left the room.

“Are you okay?” He asked, you were still trying to catch your breath.

“Does that binder say the next time I have to work with Henry?”

John flipped a few pages here and there, before settling on what looked like the second page.

“It looks like Julia has you working with him more than once a week..every week.”

You brought a hand to your forehead. “I can talk to Julia if you’d like? Ask her if she can change it around?”

You considered it for a moment, but knew you couldn’t just run from this. “I love my job. I love my job. I love my job.” You seemed to need to repeat those words to yourself periodically for the rest of the day, but you had more important things to worry about.

The next day you arrived to set, things were far less hectic. You had a message from James, your assistant director, asking you to meet him on set.

This wasn’t planned, but his reasoning for wanting to meet became a little more clear as you approached and saw Henry going over something with him.

“Y/n. Morning, thanks for coming over.”

“What’s this about?” You asked, eyeing Henry before looking to James.

James held what looked like this weeks script in his hands. “Well, some of the actors mentioned a few things they think might work better in a few of this weeks scenes. I wanted to run some of them by you, see if you want to make any changes? Nothing too big–”

“Some of the actors? Henry is the lead in all of the scenes assigned to me this week. And he’s also the only other person standing here–Henry, it looks a lot like James is speaking for you..”

That made him agitated.

“Y/n. We got off to a bad start, and I regret that, but can you honestly say you would be giving me shit right now on something I am within my rights to do, like give you notes, if that hadn’t of happened?”

His voice was sickeningly calm. Like he for some reason thought he always had the upper hand.

“Could you honestly say you’d be making notes on the second day if it hadn’t of happened?”

Henry titled his head at you and all but tossed the script back to James as he walked away.

“I apologize for that Y/n. If–if I had known something happened I never would have bothered you about this.”

“Is he always like that?” You asked, silently praying the answer was no.

“No, he’s actually not, but he’s never really been told no before by..”

James trailed off hoping you hadn’t caught that.

“By.. what James?”

“By an attractive woman..And I don’t say that in an inappropriate way! Please don’t take it like that. He’s just used to not having problems with women…am I making any sense or? I’m sorry.”

His fumbling kinda made you laugh. “James I understand, don’t worry about it.” You said, placing a friendly hand to his shoulder.

As far as you could tell, this wasn’t going to get any better until you faced it head on. And thats what lead you to Henry’s dressing room.

You knocked a few times before he finally opened up.

“Do you need something?” 

God you wanted to hit him. “…Can I come in?”

He hesitated long enough for you to think he was going to say no, but then he moved aside and made just enough room for you to walk in.

“Listen, we don’t have to be best friends. You don’t even have to like me. But we do need to do some productive work together.”

As if it couldn’t get any worse, as you said that Henry lifted an eyebrow and looked at you with that, look.

“All you had to do was ask Y/n.” Before you could comprehend what was going through his mind, he pushed his dressing room door closed and pulled his shirt up over his head. 

He moved to grab at your waist but without using your critical thinking you pulled back and socked him hard in the jaw.

“–jesus what the FUck!” He recoiled and brought his hand to his jaw.

“Oh fuck! That hurt! I’m so sorry. I–uh.Shit.”

“I’m fucking done with this!” He started towards his door but before he got there you ran and stood in his way. 

“Get the hell–”

“Okay just wait!. Calm down, I hit you yes, but you almost forced yourself on me so we’re both in the wrong.” The words barely came out fast enough.

“Forced myself–what are you talking about I didn’t force myself on anyone, you said we needed to do stuff together, regardless of if we liked each other.”

“Holy fuck Henry, I said we needed to WORK together! You heard what you wanted to hear but that is not what I meant. Now just calm down a second.”

Henry glared up at you still holding his jaw. He took a step back and retreated to his couch. This wasn’t going how you planned to say the least. You grabbed a bag of frozen fruit that he had in his freezer and took it over to him.

“You should–just hold it on your jaw–”

“I know what to do with it.” He snapped.

An unintended chuckle escaped you before you could stifle it. You brought a hand to your mouth and tried to cough your way out of it. 

“mcgh–hm, I’m uh. Sorry Henry. Sorry.” 

He looked up at you and the look he had on his face for some reason was just cracking you up. There was no way to stop the laugh this time, you just turned around. “I really am sorry..I don’t know why I’m–hcmm.”

When you turned back around Henry actually had a semblance of a smile on his lips, he even chuckled a little under his breath.

“Do you make it a habit of punching men in the face or is it just me?”

“Only when they have obnoxiously pretty ones.”

“Jesus Henry, I said obnoxious before the other part..did you not–nevermind. Are we good?”

He looked you up and down a moment before nodding his head. You turned and made your way towards the door.

“You might wanna ice that hand Y/n.”

You lifted said hand and flipped him off as you walked out the door. A smile he couldn’t see forming on your face as you did so.

“–no, I think I want you to walk into the room as Henry’s sitting on the couch. Walk up to him a little faster, so he doesn’t have time to get up as you start your lines.”

Joyce nodded her head at the suggestion and reset. You looked to Henry who you found already looking at you.

“Does that work for you?” 

He smiled a little and nodded his head. “It’s a great idea Y/n.”

You squinted a little and called action before thinking more about it.

Just as you’d envisioned, Joyce’s character walked into the room, catching Henry’s character off guard. As she read her lines she was able to maintain the upper hand in the power dynamic with Henry lower than her. And with Henry sitting down looking up at her as she communicated her anger, his eyes looked softer, more passionate.The whole scene was more intimate.

You watched the two as they read out the script. But your eyes really just kept finding Henry. You watched him as he gently reached his hand out towards Joyce. The delicacy with which he touched her skin, like it would shatter under too much pressure.

You could even see his jaw flinch at her words. His eyes, the way they sparkled with just enough tears.

“–Y/n. Are you going to call it?”

You all of a sudden realized you had already gotten the take.

“Shit. Cut!”

James was next to you but thankfully he had his eyes on the monitor instead of you during that. He rewound the film so you could watch the scene back.

It’d come out just like you wanted it to.

“How’s it look?” Behind you, Henry leaned down close to your ear and placed his hand on your shoulder. The heat of his breath sent shivers down your neck.

You jumped a little as he spoke but tried to play it off as just getting up from your chair.

“It looks good! Looks great.” You walked towards any one or thing that could get you away from Henry and all of a sudden you were very excited for the one month break that started tomorrow.

You only had a few more scenes to film today, but that was the last one with Henry in it. And thank god for that.

This was beginning to happen to you more often than not. It was like every time you walked into a room, your eyes would unconsciously find him first. And then anytime you heard his voice, you would always listen a little closer.

And it didn’t come from nowhere. His whole attitude with you had changed. And not just with you, but he acted different around everyone now. He wasn’t so annoying for lack of a better word. And fuck, when he would look at you, you’d never seen eyes so captivating. They tore through you with ease.

When he spoke to you about work he was respectful, of course. And you appreciated that, but then he started finding time to speak to you about anything. He asked you about your ambitions, your life, your favorite color. He seemed to be dedicated to learning everything about you, everything you would give anyway. 

Four weeks apart would be good for you. You loved your job. It was who you were now. And that was enough for you right now. 

At the end of the day Joyce found you heading towards the door and caught you before you walked out.

“Y/n! Hey I just wanted to say goodbye before we left.” 

You happily accepted her hug with a bright smile.

“ I think everything we’ve done looks amazing this far. And that scene with Henry was practically perfect.”

“Oh yeah, I was really happy with that one. You guys executed perfectly. You’re all so easy to work with it’s amazing.”

She smiled shyly at the compliment. “Henry and Becca came over last night to work on that scene with me actually. Henry even came fully prepared with a ton of your earlier work so we could try to capture your vision. He said, and I quote, ‘if we could act with even a quarter of the passion Y/n has, any scene we do will turn out great.’”

The thought of Henry talking about you like that to other people made your heart jump a little.

“I really appreciate all of your hard work, truly.” You smiled and squeezed her hand, the both of you heading to the door now.

You said some quick goodbye’s before climbing into your car. The driver started on the way to the airport. In your bag you heard your phone buzz.

When you pulled it out you saw a text from John wishing you a ‘restful break.’ Just as you began to type a response your phone began to ring. 

“This is Y/n.” 

“Y/n. Hey. You uh, left without saying goodbye.”

“Henry. I–Sorry about that, I guess I’m just anxious to get home.”

“Amsterdam is beautiful this time of year.”

“Have you been?”

“Well, no. But I have an entire month free to go anywhere I like. Maybe I’ll mark it off my list.”

He made you smile, and not even regret saying what you were about to say.

“If you do come…call me when you get there.” And now you regretted it.

“I’ll make sure to. Bye Y/n.”

Maybe it wasn’t the best idea, but a stupid smile was on your face now and it wasn’t going away.

You were curled up on your chair that overlooked the river, steam from your cup of tea drifted into the air above you. You looked over your shoulder when you heard a knock at your door. 

It was early, maybe 4. You hadn’t been able to sleep since you got in late afternoon yesterday. 

You looked through the peep hole and slowly stepped back. You contemplated even opening it, but only for a short second before you did.

He stepped forward slowly. The two of you looked at the other for what felt like a long time. Then, he took a step forward and his fingertips touched the delicate silk fabric of your wrap up. 

You kept your eyes on him as he relished the sight of you. 

He took another step towards you, now pushing the door closed behind him. His hands were less afraid now, running up the length of your thigh, finding their way underneath your gown.

They were warm and ruff. Your breath became uneven the more places they went. He slowly pulled at the string that dangled below your chest. As he did the fabric covering you began to unravel. 

His eyes widened as he saw you in all your beauty. 

He ran his fingers just below your ribcage, then up past the middle of your stomach, curving right below your breasts.

Air caught in your throat and he caught your eye at the hitch.

You felt comfortable under his gaze, but you wanted more. You took this pause to run your hands up underneath his shirt and lift it, allowing him to pull it off the rest of the way. 

You smiled as you looked down at him. In your mind, he had done this countless times before, but in his, in his you were like no one else. Like nothing he could ever imagine.

With one hand he pulled your lips to his, and with the other, he traveled down the length of your torso, stringing you along as he went agonizingly slow.

With mouth agape, you gasped as you felt him touch you. He closed his teeth around your bottom lip. Inching towards your opening. You forced yourself to wait for him. As his fingers slid into you, your knees felt weak. 

He slid his finger in and out of you, slowly, but passionately.

As best you could, you undid his pants and reached for him. He was warm in your hand. You pumped him a few times, as you did his lips left yours as his mouth fell open in a pleasure filled moan.

He kicked the rest of the way out of his jeans and wrapped you up in his arms. Your legs entwined around his waist. Lips crashing against each other, forgetting about air. 

You pointed him in the direction of the bedroom, and he tried to get there, he really did. But the second you reached the hallway he rested your back against the wall. His eyes found yours at that point. All you could do was smile, and when he did the same, it warmed your insides.

He reached down and aligned himself with you. He lazily pushed himself into you. As he did your fingers arched down onto his back. You felt yourself widening for him, the sensation of it all forcing your eyes closed.

After a quiet moment, he began to push himself into you. Hearts beating in sync, moans of ecstasy filling the room. You ran your hands through his hair, tugging every thrust, entangling yourself with him every chance you had.

He slowed down and supported your weight as he continued on towards your bedroom. He’d never set foot in here but every part of your beings believed that you’d known each other forever. 

He barely reached the bed before lying you down onto it and continuing to thrust into you. You loved the way he filled you. You loved that he looked at you like nothing else mattered. His arms were wrapped around you so tight you could barely breath. All of your senses heightened, you felt as if the two of you were the same person.

His mouth found your shoulder and as he bit down on it, you erupted like you never had before. It came out of nowhere. You tightened around him, clawed down on his shoulders as if you’d fall through the earth if you didn’t. He watched you drive your head back into the bed and felt you arch up onto him. The feeling of your fingernails grasping at his back was pure euphoria.

He’d never felt so liberated as he watched you melting beneath him. As he followed after you, never wanting this to end.

He pulled you deeper onto him as he released into you. Teeth against the bare skin of your neck, fingers digging into your hips. 

After, he couldn’t dare let you go. You rested your head against his shoulder, legs straddling his lap. His hands were splayed across your back, one wrapping around your waist, the other reaching up to hold your head against him.

He ached as you pulled him out of you. You moaned at the loss of sensation. 

He slowly lied the two of you down onto the bed. You shifted ever so slightly to his side and let your eyes close shut. He leisurely ran his fingers across your exposed back until he drifted off to sleep after you.

The risen sun danced with your bedroom curtains. A warm breeze flew in from your cracked open window and settled on your skin. 

Henry’s chin rest on top of your head. As you began to wake up you noticed how tightly he had you wrapped in his embrace.

You stirred slightly, slowly waking him up as you did. You didn’t know what to expect, but lying here with Henry, you could hardly even worry.

“You got here really fast..” You said, letting yourself laugh.

A lazy smiled played at his lips. “I bought a ticket as soon as I hung up.”

Your hand lie across his chest, it all felt so intimate, so familiar. It was hard not to feel tempted to remove it.

“I won’t…hold anything against you. You can leave, if that’s what you want.”

You didn’t want to say it the moment you did, and even more so, you didn’t want to hear his answer. 

And he didn’t for awhile. In that time you’d prepared yourself to disconnect. But then he surprised you.

“What if I don’t want to go?” 

When you looked up his eyes were closed, but he had a smile on his face.

“I mean, I didn’t fly all the way to Amsterdam for sex…we both know I can get sex anywhere.” 

“–oh my god.” You said, starting to push yourself from his embrace, but he wouldn’t budge.

Instead, he pulled your face to his by your chin. Before he spoke, he placed a kiss to your lips. One sweeter than you could of ever imagined. 

“I came for you Y/n. I’m only here, for you.”

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[queenofglassbeliever]

Family Reunion

Summary: Jacinda's thoughts on Henry going missing and extended scene of Henry's reunion with Jacinda and Lucy at Jacinda's/Sabine's apartment. Glass Believer fluff. Family fluff. Light Believer fluff. Sabine/Jacinda friendship.

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Jacinda's P.O.V

Today was one of the longest days of my life. It started out simple enough; working with Sabine to make breakfast for Lucy and getting ready for the day, but normal took a turn after I spoke with Detective Rogers. Finding out that Henry was missing terrified me more than I could have imagined. It took all of my will power to not imagine the worst possible scenario. Which was easier said than done. Thoughts of Henry hurt or, God forbid, worse, kept coming to mind. If it hadn't been for Sabine the worry alone would have torn me apart. I spent the afternoon in the apartment with Lucy and Sabine. I was relieved that Lucy was close to me. Knowing that Nick was somehow involved in Henry's disappearance was unsettling. How could I not have known that something was off about Nick?

"J. Can I talk to you in the kitchen?" Sabine pulled me off the couch and into the kitchen. "Alright. Spill."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Uh uh. Nice try. I know you and I know that you're stressing about something. So come on. Spill."

Damnit. Sabine knew me too well. I lowered my voice. "I spoke to Detective Rogers this morning. He told me Henry never got on the flight to New York."

"What?"

"They found Henry's car abandoned with a flat tire. The airline said he never boarded the plane."

"But Henry texted you this morning. I was right next to you. I saw the text myself."

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and handed it to Sabine. "Read the text again. Have you ever known Henry to call me 'J'?"

"No. The only people who call you that are me and... Nick. Wait? Is Nick somehow involved in all this?"

"I don't know what to think, Sabine," I said. "Henry is missing and Nick is sending fake texts from Henry's phone. What if Henry is...? What if he...?" I could feel the panic starting to set in. The room blurred out of focus and thoughts of Henry wounded clouded my mind. Sabine took hold of my hands and got me to look at her.

"Hey. Hey. Breathe. There's no need to imagine the worst case scenario. This is what we're going to do. You're going to go back to the living room and sit on that couch with Lucy. I am going to put some hot cocoa on the stove and we're going to listen to Lucy talk about her latest school project. We're going to wait for Rogers to call. Okay?"

My breathing evened out and the room came back into focus. "Yeah. Okay. That sounds good."

And thats how I spent the next hour. Sitting on the couch with Sabine and Lucy sitting between us. I drank cocoa and tried to not let my anxiety take over. Finally, my phone rang. Detective Rogers' name and number flashed on my phone screen. I stepped into the take the call. When it ended, I called Sabine into the kitchen.

"Was that Detective Rogers?" She asked what did he say?"

"Rogers found Henry," I took a deep breath. "He was tied up in Nick's apartment."

"Oh my god. Is Henry alright?"

"Detective Rogers said that Henry is fine. They have Nick in custody."

"Thank god," Sabine sighed in relief. "Did Rogers say why Nick kidnapped Henry?"

"Nick is...the Candy Killer and Henry found out."

"Hold on. Are you telling me that Writer Boy was held hostage by a serial killer who also happens to be your ex?"

"Yeah. Oh my God! I didn't even think about that. I brought Nick back into our lives."

"Stop," Sabine said. "I know that you're about to start blaming yourself. You couldn't have known. Come on. Let's go sit back down. I've got a feeling we'll be hearing from Henry soon."

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Sabine was right. About half an hour later there was a knock at the door. I nearly ran to the door to answer it.

"Henry." I was beyond relieved to see him. I pulled Henry into the apartment, closed the door behind him, and hugged him. Thank goodness he was here and safe. I never wanted to let him go.

"You're okay?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Listen..."

"I knew you would be back!" Lucy charged in from the living room and ran straight into Henry's arms. Henry let me go to return Lucy's hug. They smiled at each other with such ease. I couldn't explain it, but it was as if Lucy had known Henry her whole life. There was a bond between them.

"Looks like I'm putting another cup of cocoa on the stove," Sabine said. "Unless you're still trying to make that interview?"

I held my breathe and hoped with all my heart that Henry would choose us.

"You know," Henry said."I don't think that job's for me."

Henry pulled Lucy and I in for a group hug. Something in my heart told me that this was the way it was supposed to be. Lucy, Henry, and I together as a family. Lucy dragged Henry to the couch and talked his ear off about a short story that she wrote for school.

"I'm going to be a writer. Just like you, Henry."

"Lucy, you will be a better writer than I ever was."

For the next few hours, the four of us sat together, drinking cocoa with cinnamon, and listening to the stories of adventure and magic that Lucy would someday write. Eventually, the late hour took its toll on Lucy and the little girl fell asleep against Henry.

"Jacinda," Henry said. "Would you mind if I put Lucy to bed."

"Not at all. I'll show you to her room."

Henry carried Lucy and followed me to her room. I pulled back the sheets and Henry set Lucy down on the bed. He pulled the sheets up after I Lucy's shoes off. I marvelled at how easily Henry and I worked together. It was as if tucking Lucy into bed was something we had done a hundred times before. I kissed Lucy's forehead goodnight and Henry did, as well. I left the room, but Henry didn't follow me out. Instead, he leaned against the door frame and looked at Lucy as if she were his whole world.

"Henry? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, uh, it's just," Henry trailed off. "Lucy is an incredible kid."

"She really is." I sighed.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. It's nothing."

"You know that you can talk to me, right? About anything."

"I do." It was so easy to say those two words to Henry. "I don't know how to tell Lucy about Nick. I thought having her father in her life would be good for Lucy, but I never expected Nick to be..."

"None of us did. And hey, Lucy is going to be just fine. She's got the most incredible mom in the world. She has Sabine, who would rather tear her eyes out than see anything bad happen to Lucy. That little girl is going to be fine."

"And she has you? Henry, I don't know where we stand or where we go from here, but I know that you're important to Lucy. She loves you and I want you to always be a part of her life."

"I love Lucy, too. And nothing would make me happier than to be part of her life."

I smiled up at Henry and he smiled back at me. Why did his eyes look so familiar? I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around his waist. My head fell against his chest and I felt his arms wrap around me. I felt at home here in Henry's embrace. I didn't understand why, but I know that I never wanted to be apart from Henry.

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oh I’m glad it cheered you up a bit then!! 🥺💓 ndksksk me tooo, only got maxi dresses and I LOVE them like don’t even have to think about my outfit bc I’ll just put on the damn dress and done? love that!! hmm I think their sizes are really different from each item like you really have to read their measurements on each article rather than rely on a certain size, I kept dresses from small to large or extra large lmao so that’s just something to keep in mind!! but for most articles the quality was actually kinda good for the price? there was only one out of like 10 dresses that felt like much shittier quality than advertised on their website so all in all a good experience I’d say!! what did you order? 👀👀

hmm I think he’s probably on there somewhere but I can just send you a picture of him otherwise!! ndjsksk chunky criminal, I told he got called that and he wasn’t too amused but honestly.. spot on 😭 and omg idk I don’t have the time and energy for a dog tbh and he doesn’t like other cats so idk guess we’re stuck w this lil menace 🥰 I love him tho so it’s fine

ndjsksk well where I live we don’t rly have a beach it’s just like a pathway along the ocean? if I wanna go to a sandy beach it’s like a 20 minute walk but yeah, I mean I definitely love that part!! like it’s amazing in summer ngl 🥵 ndjsksks well I mean I also studied languages so generally I don’t struggle too much learning languages but it’s different from when you actually take a class as opposed to just hearing it, promise!! the first time I visited my friends here and they spoke swedish I had zero knowledge of the language and legit no idea wtf they were talking about, I remember it sounded really strange to me but kinda melodic? and omg you know german? 👀👀 I took some dutch lessons on duolingo last year or smth but also forgot everything rip 😩

also lmaooo you’re right about the dubbing, I was indoctrinated and didn’t even know this wasn’t normal until I came to sweden and everything was english ndjsksks 💀 no I haven’t been, missed a flight connection in amsterdam when I was supposed to get my cat and my furtniture from germany and had to stay at a hotel over night but didn’t see anything of the city but tbh since amsterdam is so known for weed I haven’t been super drawn to it, can you recommend any other places? 👀👀

NDJSKSK omg no why didn’t she reveal herself that’s the whole point 😭 and same, I really enjoy talking to you (hence the long ass messages), the way you talk kinda reminds me of one of my best friends soo I’m happy I got to be your secret santa ✨ and omg no ndjsjs is it bc you don’t like henry </3

ohhh, which one did you get? and it’s been alright, actually went for a short walk (emphasis on short it was windy and freezing, idk what I expected) and I did use photoshop last night for an edit and actually followed a tutorial to change the background ndjsks photoshop queen, but now I’m back to not even knowing what I don’t know so 🤡 I wanted to go to a park tomorrow but let’s seee, otherwise probably just gonna stay in and read fanfic and do edits I guess 😬 do you have anything planned?

oh thanks!! that makes me feel less stressed about it evenho the only the only actual article of clothing i got is a skirt, and then some earrings and socks bc i felt like those were safe bets djkfsnd but omg CAN you send a picture???  idk if anonymous submissions are a thing or if we can finally send pictures thru asks im completely clueless when it comes to this place<3 but i’d love to meet him🥺 also whats his name👀 my cat’s called conchobar, conch for short🥰

you'd  have to walk 20 minutes for a sandy beach? the struggle😔✊ so cool that you studied languages tho omg you're THAT girl everyone wishes they were and i kinda hate you for it queen❤️ id probably die if i heard my friends speak a language i didnt understand...sometimes i rmr not everyone i know from tumblr is british or american.....thats just insane i think🥴

missed flight..rip but fair enough im not that big of a fan of amsterdam either. i cant remember ever going anywhere other than my house and the local grocery store...a wild concept💔 but utrecht and leiden also have those cute canals + good vibes id say!

is it bc i dont like henry SCREAMDJFKSJN thats probably the least of my concerns 😭 its more that sometimes being...neutral or not having a strong opinion on smth can be a lil controversial in this fandom😳😔 id like to think last years santa just got her reveal ask eaten by tumblr lord knows that happens a lot:/ lets pray we’ll make it thru BUT OMG MISS MA’AM????? my heart is YOURS🥺🥺🥺🥺 girl you must have great taste in best friends😌

it’s probably 10 times colder and windier over there than it is here but i feel that omg i went outside for 15 minutes today to walk our dog and i was dying<3 i was supposed to help clear out my grandma’s shed but corona & too many ppl so i got to stay home. inside🥰 making brownies and eating half the batch bc everyone else was gone anyway🥰🥰 tho i did stop by and almost tripped over an alarming pile of chemical waste (my grandparents used to be veterinarians) and finally got to see the skull that my uncle stole from the graveyard next door when he was little and then lost somewhere around the house lmao i hope they took it elsewhere😭 i also almost let our dog walk over glass so i think thats been enough outside adventure for me❤️ did you end up going to the park??

[randisnotonfire-blog]

Just a bit out of my league Pt.3 Stan Uris X Reader/Henry Bowers X Reader Modern AU

 Summary: (Also I changed this btw) Drama, drama, and more drama is all that can describe the messy Tozier family right now. Y/n is still battling whether or not to leave Henry just for the sake of her safety. You and Richie’s mom is deciding if she wants to really send Richie off to a mental institution because she found out about his friend group and him trying to kill Pennywise. Even with forgiveness this will all end in tears and heartbreakers doing the usual; heartbreaking. Henry had apologized to Y/n but their relationship is at stake mainly from the fighting. Stan, oh poor Stan. Forever stuck in the friendzone Stan ends up telling Y/n the truth causing an, already, horrible triangle between Y/n, Henry, and Stan himself in Pt.4!

Song: Out of my league by Fitz and the Tantrums and DNA by Lia Marie Johnson bc these both fit the theme PERFECTLY

Warnings: Fluff, angst, depressing parts, cursing, underage drinking, not taking advantage of people, some humor, family drama

A/n:Okay so I do but I don’t have writers block atm so thats sucks (Insert dick joke bc I am a walking female version of Richie Tozier) but eh at least I get to write for a bit anyways x3 also the drama in this kind of but doesn’t remind of Stranger Things season 2 but like I am still flipping my shit bc season 2 comes out in 15 days so like ye also SO SO SO sorry if Henry and anybody else is like super oc (Original character)

    If you are sensitive to family and love drama then please don’t read,                                                        You have been warned

    (Not my photo I just found it on ye old internet but like this fits one of the scenes in Pt.3 lol)

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    You don’t even know why Henry had skipped the rest of school today but it just happened. He seemed off, ever since that fight he backed off a bit but it was still a ‘okay’ relationship. When you walked home you found your mom sitting at the dining room table with Richie talking about stuff… “Richie I really do think it would be a good idea for you to be in a mental institution sweetie” Your mom sounded off…different. She didn’t sound like the alcoholic she was. You walked up to the entry way but you were in the position of not being seen unless you moved somewhere different. “Mom seriously I am fine” “No Richie you need to leave!” she said her voice cracking from being stressed. You felt heavy tears trying to release from your soft emerald green eyes but you tried to fight it. “Just fight back the truth” you thought to yourself. “Mom! I am perfectly fine here! Remember we only moved here so Y/n would be better about everything! And to get away from fucking dad..” Richie said loudly but softly saying the last part about your dad. “Richie…-” before your mom could finish talking Richie got up and left the table. Leaving the house to just you and your mom.  “Mom..” you said walking to the seat Richie had been sitting at. “You saw everything” you nodded then took a seat at the table. “It’s going to be fine..trust me” you gave her a pain killing smile and she broke down and her flustered cheeks filled with heavy crystal blue tears. You closed your heavy lids then she got up and left the room. “Mom wait” You said somewhat softly knowingly that she wouldn’t be able to hear you. “Love you…” you spoke in a whisper tone, letting the tears flood you ran your hands through your hair and started to full on cry. 

              The next morning you woke up in your bed, which you don’t even remember getting in here. You had woken up from a nightmare but thankfully it was Saturday morning. Sitting up in bed you looked around and to your surprise you were still wearing last night’s clothes. Then you noticed Henry, he was sitting at your bay window looking out at the fall leaves. “How did you get in here…?” You said then his head quickly turned to look at you. “You called me to get here” he mumbled but you could still understand him. “And then what happened?” you said fully clueless. “As I said you called me, you said about some spare key in a bush. Then when I got here it looked like you got into some of your mom’s alcohol…So I had to carry you up here because your mom would be pissed if she saw you like that” he said as he walked over to your bed and sat down next to you. “Y/n you know it’s okay that you did that” “No it’s not” you shook your head then looked at him in the eye. “Don’t tell anyone, promise?” you said then he smiled back and said “Promise”. Then the next thing I knew, my hand was on his shoulder and my face was close to Henry’s. It was like some sort of “Kiss-me” body language. I didn’t want it to seem as if we both took advantage of the situation but he went for it. Then his cheek was against mine, I knew it was now or never actually have my first kiss like this with him. But the thought of us making out after a night of me drinking alcohol was too much, So I said the first mood-killing thing that popped in my head. “I-I think Richie might be aw-” he ignored me trying to get out of this. Henry was obviously the one to be like this but it still was mixed feelings for me. Our worlds collided as soon as we met in a different way. The door than swung open to reveal Richie complaining that he is hungry. “What the fu-!” he yelled then in a natural instinct, for when your brother walks in on you fucking making out with your boyfriend,you jumped up letting go of him.

     “Why aRE YOU HERE HENRY!” Richie yelled. The face you gave him was “Shut up and is mom home??” he nodded “Yeah she is home” just from knowing. “Get out!” you yelled back at him. “Fine!” Richie said putting his hands up then slammed the door shut and walked away. You got up and walked over to change into something different, Henry quickly went on his phone just to distract him from staring at you. 

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  “Hey Henry, how is your dad sweetie?” your mom asked when she saw you and Henry walking downstairs into the kitchen. “He is doing okay Mrs.Tozier” he smiled through the lie he told your mom then let go of your hand so you could sit down at the dinner table. Then Richie came barreling in wearing super baggy navy green jeans and a band shirt. “Are you seriously going to be wearing that today?” you said as you were putting your hair up in a high ponytail. “Yes I am Y/n” he said as he sat down next to you. “Mom is it okay if Eddie and maybe Stan comes over today?” Richie spoke up once he set down his phone so he could start eating the breakfast your mom made. Everything was weird and different. It was almost like a normal family, your mom actually made breakfast and wasn’t wasting her time drinking away her problems, Richie actually acted like the typical little brother and wasn’t cursing 24/7. But it was nice for once. You caught Henry staring at you, when you looked over at you he smiled. “what the aCTUAL FUCK IS GOING ON” you thought yourself. Am I losing my mind?? You looked around to see if there was any alcohol bottles anywhere but one was to be found in the trash, it was full. “Sorry but yes they can come over Richie” your mom said softly. She walked over to turn off the TV, walked back and placed the food on the dinner table, then sat down. “Well this is different” you mumbled. “Y/n are you okay?” Richie looked over at you. “No I am not okay Richie” “Watch the attitude” Your mom spoke up. Henry was ignoring everything and just eating everything on his plate. “Y/n?” Henry said,you gave him a soft ‘mhm’ “Mrs. Tozier, is it okay if me and Y/n go out for a bit?” “Sure just if you guys are staying out late she needs to be home by around 7pm” Henry nodded, grabbed his belongings then took you by the hand and left. 

    “I n-need to tell you something” Henry said as he took a deep sigh. When you two were holding hands he looked you in the eyes, you both ended up stopping by the bridge. “You can tell me anything Henry” he nodded. “Don’t tell anyone please.” You nodded. “I k-killed him…” you were shocked by this. “Who is him?” you said softly. “My dad” he muttered in a somewhat mad tone. “Henry I can’t hear you, please speak up baby” you said as you looked at his guilty face. “I said I killed my dad!” he said loudly. You closed your eyes, “Can you please just walk me home, the sun is setting..” you fought off any sadness you felt for his dad because his dad was a total asshole. You started walking back home but Henry stopped you, “Please Y/n don’t leave me. I’m safe to be around, you’re safe” he said the last part in a almost non audible tone. “Henry I know it’s just- I need to get home” Henry shook his head. “You can walk yourself home” he said as he went opposite directions home. You sighed and walked yourself home. 

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  “Mom I’m home!” You called out as you closed the door. “No you need to leave Went! (According to WIKI fucking WIKI for Stephen king’s movies and books lmao it said that Richie’s dad’s name is Wentworth Tozier so like correct me if im wrong in the comments) the kids do not want to fucking see you!” Your mom shouted at the top of her lungs. Then you heard a glass bottle shatter. You flinched slightly and walked up to the kitchen walk way. You hid yourself but only you could see what was going on. “If you already have another fucking girlfriend then you need to pack your shit and leave!” Your mom screamed. You saw the broken glass bottle, it was a wine bottle, then you saw a non-broken bottle sitting on the table. “I will leave when I fucking want to leave Maggie!” Your dad screamed back at her (Maggie is Richie’s mum just to clear that up too) you hated seeing them both like this. But you couldn’t help wonder, how did it go from normal mom to your mom and dad both fighting. This hadn’t happened since Richie was in elementary school. Almost 4 years ago… You snapped back into reality when you felt a hand on your shoulder, in reaction you turned around and it was Richie. “We should go up to our rooms…” “Why?” and as if on cue: “I’m calling the fucking cops!” Your mom screamed. “That’s why” Richie said as he pointed at your mom. “Y-yeah..” You said as you both rushed upstairs.

     “Why does this all have to happen Y/n” Richie said, you had both been sitting in your room on the floor. He had his head resting on your shoulder, it felt like forever since you both had to do this. Just listening to the screams and the cop sirens felt too real, “It’s going to be fine Richie” you closed your eyes and reminded yourself not to cry since you and Richie both had already been crying over all that has happened. “No it won’t and you know it won’t too Y/n” he spoke heartbreaking words. Then Richie’s phone started going off, Bill had a request to face time. Richie quickly lifted his head up off of your shoulder then answered the facetime call. “Hey Bill” Richie said with a pain-killing smile. “Why are you in your sister’s room…” Bill said after he took a sip from his water bottle. “uh-” “It’s fine Bill, I’m up here with him” You interrupted him because you knew it made him pissed off a bit. “Shut up” Richie said. You giggled a bit causing Richie to roll his eyes. “Is that Y/n” Stan whispered to Bill but you could both hear him on the other line. “Yeah, why?” Bill said. Then Stan sent him a text saying that he liked Y/n, when Bill looked at the text he nearly choked on his drink. “OH YEAH BECAUSE OF HIS FISH” Bill said trying to not blow his cover. Then Stan appeared on the screen. “Hey Y/n, Richie” he said with a nervous laugh. “Wait why do i hear police sirens! RICHIE Y/N ARE YOU FUCKING OKAY!?” Eddie then yelled since he was having a sleepover with Bill and Stan. “Yeah it’s just ya know…local kid threw a rock…at my window…” You said and looked at Richie, “Yeah it was some psycho!” “I doubt that Richie” Stan said with a bland expression on his face. “Whatever” 

                                      To be,

                                                       Continued 

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