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anythingbutmar · 4 years

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Mistake

Diego Hargreeves x reader

Summary: After you turned 18, Diego and you pretty much distanced from the other members of the academy, so when you all meet for Reginald’s funeral you have some explaining to do.

A/N: I kinda love this concept but I changed a few details of this request so the reader is not raised as a sibling and her relationship with the others is in no way familial. I missed writing, specially for Diego, so thanks anon! This is quite long too, so sorry about that. I had a lot of fun too, so let me know if you’d like me to make this into a series, cause I might do it.

Warnings: cursing, mentions of homelessness, but overall just fluff and a bit of angst.

You liked to say that the life you made by yourself happened because of a simple mistake, because you had come across the Umbrella Academy on a very particular way.

You could say you had a decent upbringing, your mother wasn’t abusive but she was pretty much the definition of overprotective, and as a child you were never told that it was because a man had literally tried to buy you on the day you were born, in fact, you didn’t know anything about him or the children he managed to adopt because your mother and grandparents wouldn’t let you get anywhere near any piece of information of whatever existed outside your little hometown.

They told you they were doing it because your father had left you when you were just a baby and they wanted to protect you from the dangers of foreign men, of course you thought that you were born from a normal pregnancy, and you believed everything, that and the fact that you could control any element to your will, which they said was wrong and kept hidden. You were homeschooled, and you could only socialize with the kids from your neighborhood which was good, but it wasn’t enough, and we all now overprotectiveness can really mess with someone’s mind.

And so, even though you went along with it for many years, when one of your only friends suggested you both snuck out for a party on the big city for your sixteenth birthday you couldn’t say no, and that was the mistake, if it is possible to call it like that.

On the best Rapunzel style you went out your bedroom window, got on a bus and drank so much alcohol you completely passed out on a strangers lap and woke up on an unknown bed with a beautiful woman smiling down at you. Well, maybe that wasn’t Rapunzel’s style, but it sure felt like it at first.

The next series of events happened so fast it almost felt like a dream. You met a handful of strange children, one of which you later remembered had brought you there while being just as drunk as you were, his name was Klaus, and he later became the best friend you ever had; then you had the most overwhelming conversation of your life, in which an incredibly mean old man explained how you were actually born and made you understand just how different and important you were, but not in the wholesome way.

About an hour later your mother stormed through the academy looking for you, but one of the girls whispered something in her ear on her dad’s command which changed your mom’s entire attitude, with her allowing you to stay as if it was a boarding school, or so she told you, but she only visited once every few months and she didn’t seem as caring as before. According to Allison, that was in no way her fault, and you believed her, because at the end of the day you trusted your newfound friends much more than the woman that lied to you your entire life.

And so, you learnt to control your ability like never before, while also enduring Reginald’s cruel treatment, but it didn’t matter at all, because in the midst of everything you found Diego, and with him came all the things you never experienced before. He brought you happiness, love, trust and overall, lust for life.

Two years later you were living your best teenage secret romance. You snuck out at nights to visit all the parts from the city that he wanted you to meet, and you shared tiny kisses whenever Reginald and the kids weren’t watching. But Diego left, just like he had planned since he was a kid, and you weren’t brave enough to follow him. It wasn’t until his other siblings started leaving too that you realized that no matter how hard it was to be outside on your own, holding on to life with him was better than anything else. It was actually thanks to Allison, the smart girl had noticed you two holding hands under the table and knew just how heartbroken you were without him. “Chase him, Y/N, you won’t have this opportunity ever again.” She said right before she left, and she was absolutely right.

It took you less than a week to find him on a motel, bruised as ever and with barely enough money to pay for another night, and in between hugs, kisses and forbidden touches you promised him that you’d both get out of there. He told you he had been on that place for three weeks and a half, but the first few days after leaving the academy he had to sleep on a park bench until he gathered enough money by playing with his knifes to amuse people on the street. It had been hard, but now that you were together everything was so much better.

After many years living in the back room of a rusty gym, both of you taking turns in wiping it’s floors while also trying to study and save people at nights, because the one thing you learned from Reginald was that you loved helping people, and Diego’s vigilantism was just as appealing to you as it was to him. Diego was accepted into the police force and you finished your studies on a cheap school, which allowed you both to get a job you liked, and when you were finally able to buy a house for yourselves Diego proposed.

“Y/N, before you arrived my life was a nightmare, and all I ever wanted was to stay as far away from that place as it was possible, and everything that reminded me of it I planned on cutting from my life, but you arrived with your sweet smile, your shy eyes and those damn legs, and you completely switched my view of the world because I knew right there that I would love you forever, and I do. I love to see you in your weird ass robe, making potions-”

“I’m a chemist babe, not a witch.” You corrected him laughing.

“Let me finish Y/N!” He laughed with you. “I love how you treated me and my siblings, and I love how you helped mom, and god! I love how you used to beat bad guys with fucking wind on our nights out! I love everything about you sweetheart, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?” By then you were both crying, and of course you said yes, how could you not?

Cut to ten years later and the day you had silently both dreaded and hoped for came. Reginald Hargreeves was dead, and you couldn’t even tell if you were sad about it, after all, the man had saved you from Mother Gothel, as Diego and you started calling her after watching Tangled with your daughters, but he saved you at what cost? You now had quite a few burn scars in your body from his dangerous training, you loved each one of them because they reminded you just how powerful you were, but still, no teenager should have to go through that.

And you couldn’t even get started on Diego. You wondered how and when he would take the news. He was out on his monthly vigilante night, which was kind of a gift you gave to each other, you were allowed to leave for the night once every month on different days because now that you had kids you could no longer risk your life everyday like you used to before. The kids, oh boy, what were you gonna do with your beloved girls? You weren’t sure if taking them to the funeral with you was the right decision, you wanted to shelter them from death and all the evil things in the world, but then again, you weren’t your mother, and you had no one to leave them with.

Just as you were thinking about maybe even staying, your husband entered your home, and he looked destroyed. It was one in the morning and you had been waiting for him while thinking of Reginald, and clearly he had been thinking about the same thing. You quickly stood up and wrapped your arms around him, hugging him tightly.

“He’s d-dead.” He stuttered on your shoulder. He didn’t even sound sad, he just seemed shocked.

“Shh, I know baby, I know.” You stood there for a while, just comforting each other in the middle of your kitchen before going to bed, you needed to rest for the next day because you knew it would be anything but ordinary.

And in the blink of an eye you were ringing the bell of the academy, each of your girls holding their father’s hand, the three of them standing behind you in your small, useless effort to protect them.

Grace opened up, and you couldn’t be happier to see her. You gave her a small hug and then gave Diego some space so he could properly say hi to his beloved mother. He introduced Luna and Amber and she was delighted to see Diego in a stable, loving family, she just seemed a bit off, but you’d talk to Diego about that later.

And then... Lord help you, you entered the livingroom and ran headfirst into Klaus who instantly hugged you, twirling you around and making you laugh as you both landed on the floor.

“Y/N, love! How have you been?” He sat up, looking at the doorframe, as he seemed to notice the two pair of eyes that stared in curiosity. “Oh I see you’ve gotten busy! Hello my little munchkins, I’m your uncle Klaus!”

“Wait Y/N/N, you’re with Diego now?” Luther asked from the other side of the room. Despite his rivalry with your now husband, you were quite close to him during your small time on the academy.

“Honestly Luther, I love you, but you can be quite oblivious sometimes.” You stood up with his help and hugged him tightly, getting a comforting feeling from his embrace.

“I’m here too, you know, your brother, Diego?” He finally entered, still holding your daughters’s hands and analizing the scene.

“It’s not our fault that you can’t say hi to anybody.” Allison came from behind him, scaring him, which made the girls laughing.

“Hi Allison.” He mumbled, rolling his eyes at his sister.

“I always knew you liked keeping your secrets but this two are way too big to hide” Se kneeled down to pinch Luna’s cheek, who smiled bashfully at her aunt.

Amber, your youngest, ran towards you and pulled your hand. You kneeled to her height as she whispered in your ear. “Mommy, I want to meet uncle Spaceboy.” You smiled softly at her sweetness, carrying her towards him. She instantly jumped in his arms, which took both Luther and you by surprise, she wasn’t the most sociable girl after all, but you kinda understood, his big frame and natural akwardness made him look quite huggable.

“Damn bro, you’ve gotten big.” Diego joined you, leaving Allison to play with Luna, who was now excited to know that she had a cousin her age, and you left before the two started bickering, but much to your surprise, the presence of your daughter seemed to retain them from fighting like they used to. Maybe bringing them was a good idea after all.

“Well, this is is quite the frame” Pogo entered the room with Vanya right behind him. You all waved at them, tired already of all the hugs already.

“Hi everyone.” Vanya entered uncomfortably, allowing Allison to hug her and having a small talk.

You turned to Diego and looked at him, a warning in your eyes. You knew your husband all to well, and you could see how much the book had hurted him, but you weren’t going to let him start a fight in the middle of a family meeting.

But of course, he wouldn’t listen to you.

“Why did you do it?” He started walking towards her as you mentally facepalmed. This wasn’t going to end well.

“Really, Diego? This isn’t the right time.” Allison scolded him, standing between him and her only sister.

“Then when is it, Allison? The next time we see each other? Should we wait another twelve years?” Allison just scoffed and stormed out of the room, Luther following after her, Vanya left silently, looking hurt, and Klaus snuck out in the heat of the moment, probably looking for money.

You sat on the biggest couch in the middle of your daughters, surrounding them with your arms. “That went well.” You stared at Diego, who pocked his tongue at you.

And it was about to get worse.

After having a tiny dance party, thanks to Luther’s incredibly loud turntable, you heard a thunderlike sound and watched as a bright blue light appeared outside. You looked at Diego, knowing what to do from all the years of practice that you had together. Each of you grabbed one of the kids, running outside to meet the others, who surrounded you in a protective manner, protecting their newly met nieces.

There was a portal in front of you, which Klaus tried to close with a fire extinguisher, but you could tell it wouldn’t work, because that wasn’t made of fire, or any other element that you were familiar with, for that matter, and you were an element bending chemist, for christ’s sake.

“What the hell is that babe?” Diego yelled, trying to understand.

“I have no idea, but there’s something coming out of it!” You yelled back, and everyone turned to look at what appeared to be an old man coming out of the portal. And in a flash of blue, a small boy landed at your feet, he looked incredibly similar to the portrait of the lost sibling that hung on top of the fireplace.

“Does anyone else see little number five?” They all nodded at Klaus, who clearly wasn’t sober enough for this, or maybe the poor thing thought that was the ghost of him, and you knew he already had enough with one dead brother following him around.

“What on earth is wrong with this family?” You said, looking at the odd teenager.

Minutes passed as you all stared at Five, who was preparing a goddamned sandwich, in the middle of one of the most confusing moments of your life.

“You’re new.” He simply stated, looking at you.

“Umm yeah, we haven’t had the chance to meet before, I’m Y/N.” You extended your hand, which he didn’t take, the tiny bastard.

“Oh we’ve met. You were the one with the girls, holding his hand.” He pointed at Diego, sandwich in hand.

“I don’t understand, you weren-”

“Look kid, I’m sorry, but I can’t trust you, you need to leave.” Diego was ready to jump at him, but Luther stopped him and you grabbed his arm softly.

“It’s ok honey, I get it.” You whispered and left to look for Grace who was taking care of the girls.

You let out a sigh as you walked by your old room. You had been wanting to scream ever since you got there, but this was your first alone moment in the whole day, and a sigh was just as effective as a scream, it helped.

Then came the funeral, and it was hard. Luther scattered the ashes and you manipulated the wind so they wouldn’t look like a pile of grey shit, which actually, was an accurate depiction of Reginald, but you did it for him and Pogo, it was the right thing to do.

And after a few out of place comments, Diego and Luther started fighting right in front of your daughters, so much for the agreement. Luna and Amber started crying, hiding behind Five, who, much to your surprise, covered them with his body as he slowly took them inside. It was infuriating to see the men fighting in front of you, but you couldn’t help but smile looking at Five.

It was that moment that truly made you feel home, like you really were in family, and it warmed your heart.

-End of maybe part one?-

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indigobackfire · 3 years

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Have you considered a fic for Diego/Aspen? I love them and can't wait to see what you do!

Oh, thanks for having faith in my child xD

The short answer is yes, but since I’m bad at being succinct, I write a lil about them ;D

If I’m gonna be sincere they’re the most underdeveloped of my HPHM ship because I haven’t even met Diego yet 🙈 I know I know, but since I already knew enough about him I knew he was perfect for her.

Both are attention lovers, enthusiastic dancers, skilled duelers, somewhat flirtatious. But I guess the different environments - the welcoming space of Hufflepuff, and the isolation in Slytherin from her association with her cousin (the cursed family) - built different versions of the same thing.

Aspen’s less artistic but tougher than him. Her loyalty is passionate, her courage is reckless, her ambition is blinding, her love is raw. She falls for Diego pretty early on and can’t see any other person but him - despite their relationship only beginning in their later years since there’s an age gap of two years -, she’s jealous and very protective, but wants to act cool about it at the same time. She would risk her life for what she believes and for those she loves.

Diego is a break from the cursed vault and death eaters and R and all that crap. They drive each other completely mad but in a way, they can’t get enough of it.

He thinks she’s enigmatic and fun and a perfect mirror to who he is and what he values. He doesn’t have to pretend when he’s with her, doesn’t have to be that charming parade all the time, he let his guard down when he’s with Aspen. They speak that same lawful chaotic language and love adventure.

Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same. - Warsan Shire

“The affection between Diego and Aspen grows stronger with the years as well as their loyalty to one another. Despite that, for a long while they don't marry, and not for lack of interest from any of the parties, but based on Aspen's fear that her job might kill her soon and she doesn't want to place that burden on Diego's shoulders.” Something I wrote about them a while back.

She has that mindset that Lupin had about Tonks, I’m gonna make this person I love suffer more by being with them than by breaking their heart. She throws herself wholeheartedly at her job as an Auror and part of the Order of the Phoenix and the years between the rise of the Death Eaters movement and the Battle of Hogwarts drain her of energy and happiness, and Diego is the one she always comes back to in search of peace.

It’s only when she’s already waist-deep in the battle against Voldemort’s raising army that she realizes he’s what matters, what she needs to protect and cherish. He’s the reason she fighting this war that has sucked the life out of her. He’s the future she sees beyond the wall of despair and hopelessness.

Diego Luna is my face claim for Diego (also because I HC that Diego is, if not son, grandson of Mexican parents/grandparents) (Plus Diego Luna in Dirty Dancing 2 is the way I see Diego.) And I’m still deciding on a FC for Aspen since I know I won’t find any celebrities with her skin condition.

Also this:

"Know what my wand is made of, tesoro? Aspen."

"Because your biggest dream is being able to handle me, but darling, you can't."

"You know, you think you're fighting, but it always sounds like you're flirting."

ASPEN IS THE DUELLERS WAND so obviously, he can’t have any other wand AND I SWEAR DIDN’T PLAN THIS, guess they’re meant to be xD

I’m waiting for them to be more solid in my head for me to come up with writing material for the two of them, but yes, I’d love to write more about my chaotic Slytherpuff couple (which seems to be my favorite kind of ship).

#aspen samwise #hphm #diego caplan #yes i cannot read diego's dialogue without a spanish accent #ship stuff #ask #aspen×diego #slytherpuff #hogwarts mystery #i speak too much xD #also diego luna is bae #kc-needs-coffee

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barnes-dameron · 4 years

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I Think of You

Double Sided Facade

Soccer player!Cassian Andor x physical therapist!reader

Summary: You came to this country to learn the language and find work to pay off for school, nothing else. Getting a job as a physical therapist for the National soccer team was a plus and getting to see the star player, Cassian Andor, was a major plus as well. But what happens when your visa expires and immigration is on your tail? Your only hope resides in Cassian, who is more than willing to marry you until you can get your green card. What can go wrong?

Word count: 2.9k

A/N: This is going to be a series but I don’t know how long will it be. I didn’t explicitly say what country this is taking place in because I want everyone who reads this to feel included. So for example, if you’re from the U.S., you can pretend it takes place in Mexico since Diego Luna is from there. Or if you’re from Mexico, you can pretend it takes place in the U.S. or another country. I want all readers to feel included instead of being excluded. I hope you all enjoy! Let me know if you want to be tagged for future parts.

Catch up: Part One

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Cassian had to admit to himself that he was starting to panic when he saw your reaction to his insane question. You stood there in front of him, your eyes wide and your mouth open and gaping.

“Cassian,” you let out slowly in a voice just above a whisper. “What are you doing?”

Cassian got up from his stance on the floor to stand in front of you. He needed to be calm and collected, else wise he would spill everything to you.

“I know about your visa,” Cassian revealed. “You can’t leave now. Not when the season is about to start. So I figured the best way for you to stay is marrying a citizen so you can at least get a residency here faster than the usual process.”

Cassian watched your chest rise slowly and fall at the same rate. Your eyes were no longer wide from shock, but were wide with disbelief.

“Cassian, I can’t let you do this,” you whispered. “If someone finds out that the marriage is fake, it could run your career.”

“I’m willing to take that chance,” Cassian replied quickly. meaning every word.

“You would really do this?” you asked, your gaze burning into Cassian, but he welcomed it either way.

“I would,” Cassian said, looking into your eyes and noting the different shades of color. He suddenly found it hard to breathe in that moment. “It’s what’s best for-” He stopped himself before he could say anything else. He was about to say for you, he would do whatever he can, whatever is best for you. But he couldn’t say that, and you couldn’t know. “The team,” he finished. “It’s what’s best for the team.”

“Okay,” you said, nodding your head. “I have to go tell Mon and Bail.”

Cassian let out a breath that he didn’t even know he was holding as he watched you make your way out of the exam room to the door. So this was happening. It wasn’t how he imagined it in his head. He always thought he would propose to you on the beach after a night of dinner and dancing. The moon would be shining bright, casting its reflection on the navy blue waves. The sand would still be warm under your feet. It would’ve been perfect. Of course, he imagined asking you to marry him would occur after two years of dating and learning everything about you. But life doesn’t come out the way you plan doesn’t it?

Cassian turned around in the room, looking for where he put his shoes before participating in the therapy. But the next thing he knew, you were wrapping your arms around his neck, and fitting your head against his neck. Cassian was shocked from both the embrace and the closeness. However he welcomed the warmth that radiated off of you and the sweet scent from your shampoo.

“Thank you,” you mumbled into his neck. “You don’t know how much this means to me.”

As quickly as you appeared before him, you left, leaving him a gaping mess as he processed what just happened. He kicked himself for not reciprocating the action. He wanted to wrap his arms around you and bring you closer to him. He wanted to press his head against yours, and leave you a kiss. But instead he was shocked from the action, and stood there like a tree. Well, hopefully the opportunity would present itself again.

***

You traced the wood pattern of the table as Anderson’s voice droned on and on in the Rebel’s conference room. It’s been about two weeks since Cassian’s proposal, and once you told Mon and Bail, they sent out for Anderson to draw up the marital contract.

You sat at the long oak table listening to Anderson, who sat at the head of the table. Alongside you was your own lawyer, diligently taking notes on her pad. After revealing everything that happened to you to Jyn, she recommended for you to get your own lawyer in case someone “tries to screw you over,” her words. Across the table sat Cassian, dressed in a suit instead of his usual uniform which you were so used to seeing him in. You secretly scolded yourself from admiring the way he looks in it. Does he have to look good in everything he wears? He was sitting next to his own lawyer who was also taking notes.

“So in summary,” Anderson finally said, grabbing your attention at last. “Mr. Andor and Ms. L/N will marry as soon as possible so his citizenship would cover her for a time period of one year. During the time period, Ms. L/N will be required to live with Mr. Andor in order to make the marriage look authentic and in the case an immigration worker makes a surprise home visit. After the one year time period, they are free to divorce. Is there anything that the parties would like to present?”

“Yes,” your lawyer jumped in as soon as Anderson finished. “My client would like to propose that she and Mr. Andor will get an annulment instead of a divorce, for personal reasons.”

You felt the heat rise to your cheeks when your lawyer announced that. You really didn’t want to get a divorce, the idea of divorcing someone without a good reason bothered you. Plus the divorce could bring unwanted publicity since you would be divorcing the captain of the major soccer team in the country, and there could be a possibility that someone will unveil the true nature of your fake relationship.

You watched Anderson’s brow furrow together, his pen trembling a bit in his hand.

“Well,” Anderson said, still processing the request. “The only grounds for annulment for the two parties would be failure to consummate the marriage.”

“That’s right,” your lawyer replied confidently, her spine straight and her gaze icy. That was another personal reason. It’s not that you didn’t want to have sex with Cassian, but you were sure that he doesn’t have any intention to be with you intimately. He wasn’t doing this whole thing for you anyway, it was for the team. You figured it would be best for the both of you to try and maintain your mutual friendship as long as possible, not to make it any more awkward then it needs to be. “Since my client works closely with Mr. Andor, we thought it might be best that they maintain their professional relationship.”

“I see,” Anderson said, turning his attention to Cassian’s side of the table. “Does the other party agree with this proposal?”

“Yes,” Cassian replied, not waiting to discuss with his lawyer who seemed to be annoyed with him.

“Very well,” Anderson concluded, making a note on his pad. “Is there anything else?”

“Yes,” Cassian’s lawyer spoke up. “We would like to propose that Ms. L/N will sign a prenuptial agreement in order to protect the wealth and properties of my client.”

You felt like a bucket of ice cold water was dumped over your head. A part of you couldn’t believe that Cassian would think you would take half of his money and belongings. Does he really think that lowly of you? However at the same time, you understood why he would do it. It’s only temporary, you reminded yourself.

“Understandable,” Anderson said, turning his gaze to you and your lawyer. “Does the other party agree with this proposal?”

“Yes,” you affirmed, pressing your lips into a fine line.

You never thought this was how your marriage would start off...with a legalized contract and lawyers. Every little girl’s dream.

“Very well,” Anderson said, making another note. “If there is nothing else, I will go ahead and add these points so that it is ready to be signed tomorrow. As for now, you are dismissed.”

You watched as Anderson packed up his documents into his briefcase before leaving the room. As you watched him walk out, you silently wondered how big is the stick that seems to be shoved up in his ass. Your lawyer gave you a small goodbye as she too left the room with her briefcase. You took a deep breath, glad that this meeting was over. You bent down to grab your bag, and when you stood back up, you were met with Cassian’s stance right in front of you.

“Hey,” he started, his hands shoved into his pants pockets. “I was wondering if you were still free for tonight?”

Over the past two weeks, you and Cassian have been going out to dinner in order to learn more about each other so you can make your marriage look real. Neither of you know what kind of questions the immigration agent will ask, so you had to learn everything about each other, inside and out. It’s been nice, but after every dinner, you had to remind yourself that it was all fake. Your relationship is fake, the marriage will be fake, but you couldn’t help to feel real feelings. The dinners were a facade for the public, but at times the facade fooled you as well. Fooled you to think that it was real, and gave you false hope that anything could happen.

“Yeah,” you replied, ignoring the butterflies that were erupting in your stomach.

“Great,” Cassian said, a small grin appearing on his face, making your knee go weak. “I’ll pick you up around six.”

“Great,” you repeated. “I’ll see you then.”

You gripped the strap of your bag, and made your way out of the room towards the elevators, not bothering to give Cassian a goodbye. As soon as you got into the elevator, you pressed your head against the wall. You can’t catch feelings. You can’t risk this, and mess it up for both you and Cassian. But you couldn’t help but think about Cassian’s smile when hearing you were free. He smiled...

***

Cassian waited outside in front of your apartment building, leaning against his car. He would’ve gone up to get you, but you begged him not to. The first time he took you out, he came to your door. Some of your neighbors caught sight of him and instantly recognized him, which led to autographs and pictures and caused you two to be late to the dinner reservation. After that, you told him not to come up again, and he respected your wishes.

His head snapped up when he heard the building door open. Cassian’s stomach dropped to the street and every rational thought in his mind disappeared into the abyss. The only thing he could focus on was you. You were wearing a flowing magenta off the shoulders dress. The length ended just a little below your knee, revealing your smooth beautiful legs. You wore your hair naturally with a flower behind your right ear. Your stride was graceful and confident, like a queen. All the air escaped Cassian’s lungs, and he felt heat blooming in his core as well as his cock hardening.

“Hi,” you greeted. “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” Cassian got out, struggling to find proper words. “Let’s go.”

Cassian opened the passenger door for you, trying to think of things to calm himself down. The drive to the restaurant was silent. You didn’t say anything, just looked out the window, and Cassian couldn’t think of anything to say to you in that moment. He was still in shock of your beauty. He always thought you were a beautiful woman, but tonight you were strikingly gorgeous. The past couple of dinners, Cassian wanted them to be a date without an impending marriage hanging over your heads. But now, he desperately wanted tonight to be a date. He wanted to hold your hand, to hug you close, and to kiss you with everything he has. But then he remembered the annulment that you requested. He can’t have what he truly wanted. He was Tantalus and you were a delectable fruit. He could only admire the thing he wanted most, but knows he will never get it.

Cassian walked behind you as the two of you entered the restaurant. It was softly lighted, creating a romantic ambiance to the place that he originally didn’t intend. The place was near the beach, the gentle lapping of the waves heard in the background when the violinist was in between songs. Cassian has never been to this restaurant, and he mentally cursed Kay for suggesting this place. This place will only make it harder to suppress his feelings toward you.

The waiter sat you both at a table that was close to the beach and near the violinist. The candle light from the center of the table casted a soft glow on your face, bringing out your gentle features. Cassian had to be sure to take deep breaths every once in a while. This would be the last dinner as colleagues before becoming husband and wife. The thought still shocked Cassian.

“So that meeting today,” you said, trying to break the silence.

“Yeah,” Cassian let out, trying to think of something else to say. “Kinda crazy right?”

“I know,” you replied. “I just hope nothing changes between us.”

That comment hit Cassian like a bullet in the chest. So it was clear, you didn’t want anything else with him. He always thought that was how you felt, but hearing you actually say it hurts even more.

“Yeah,” Cassian agreed. “It’s only for a year anyways, it’ll be over before we know it.”

Cassian felt a pang in his heart when you pressed your lips into a thin line. This whole thing was crazy. Cassian knew he would fall deeper in love with you as this time goes by, which would make the split hurt more. He would be worse off next year compared to now. Cassian thought he was broken now, but once you walk away from this fake relationship, he will be shattered. Cassian couldn’t concentrate on the items on the menu, and decided to order whatever the chef recommends.

“Cassian,” you said, placing your hand on top of his softly, gently grabbing his attention. He felt an electric shock upon the touch, making it hard for him to concentrate. “Are you sure you want to do this? You could still back out, we didn’t sign the contract yet.”

Of course he wanted to do this. Sure you two would only be husband and wife on paper, wouldn’t be an actual couple, wouldn’t exchange blissful kisses, or even have sex. But he would still get to see you every day and night, and that was enough for him.

“I’m sure,” Cassian affirmed. “This is what’s best.” Cassian fumbled his other hand around in his pants pocket, reaching for the small velvet box. It was Anderson’s idea to make a formal proposal in public in order to get the support of the fans. They needed to get the public’s support so no one would dare question the nature of your marriage. “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” you breathed out, rubbing your hands over your thighs. “Let’s do this.”

Cassian nodded, getting out of his seat and kneeling on one knee before you, the second time. He heard the collective gasps and “oh my gosh’s” of the other restaurant patrons. He saw the flashes of people taking pictures from his peripheral vision, and heard the whispers of others saying “Is that Cassian Andor from the Rebels?” The plan was working. Cassian brought out the navy blue box, presenting it to you, and opening it to reveal a dazzling two karat diamond ring. He had to admit it to himself, he found it fun picking out a ring for you. He wanted to get you something that was impressive but no too over the top. When his eyes landed on the chosen ring, he knew it would be perfect for you. But some of the dread washed up against him. At some point in the future he’ll have to return it. For now, however, he pushed those thoughts aside.

“Y/N L/N,” Cassian began. “Love of my life, my only one, will you marry me?”

He watched you bring both your hands to cover your mouth in shock, before pressing them against your heart. A smile spread across your face as tears formed in the corner of your eyes. You nodded your head, pretending to be at a loss for words then strangling out a quiet “yes.” You were a good actress.

Cassian smiled in turn, placing the ring on your finger as the small crowd around him applauded. He placed his hand along your jaw, bringing your lips to meet his. This was his first kiss with you, and he never wanted it to end. Your lips were smooth and soft to the touch, intoxicating if anything. But he pulled back, not wanting to get caught up in the action. He smiled at you when he broke away, watching as you did the same.

So this was it, the beginning of a long journey which would leave Cassian an utter mess. For a moment, however, he got caught up in the scheme. For a moment, he felt like he was actually proposing to you. For a moment, he felt that your yes was genuine. For a moment, he felt that your returned kiss matched his feelings. But it was all a lie; a coping mechanism for the impending future.

Cassian turned around, facing the multiple cameras and smiling with your hand in his. He nodded to some who waved, and thanked those who gave him congratulations.

And this is only the beginning, Cassian thought to himself.

To be continued...

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The Crackship Sails to Molly’s

Sylvie Brett x Jay Halstead

written by @anotheronechicagobog

Warnings: swearing, implied smut, Daswon sibling bashing, background manstead

A/N: Please comment :)

Jay was on the floor, in pain. The area around his socket was throbbing in pain, and his lower back was definitely going to have a bruise. He didn’t have time to react before Antonio was back and punching him in the face again. “Oh my god, Antonio stop it!”

He wasn’t fighting it, he just didn’t have it in him to try and stop the man he called his friend, though Jay supposed they wouldn’t be friends much longer.

Antonio had managed to get in a few more punches before he was hauled off of Jay by Voight and half of the members of 51. Jay exhaled and went to close his eyes, but was interrupted by her entering his line of vision.

Sylvie.

Her mouth was moving, and Jay could vaguely hear her speaking over the shouting men and women. “Sylvie? Are you okay?”

“Me- What? Jay, I’m not the one who just got mauled by Antonio.”

“So you’re okay?”

“Alright get up, I’m taking you to med now. No arguments.”

“Okay.”

“Oh pickles, you’re actually agreeing to go to the hospital, something must be really wrong with you.”

“As long as you’re okay.” His voice was so hoarse he almost didn’t recognize it. Sylvie sighed as he looked at her dazedly while she buckled him up in her car. “I’m okay, I promise. I just have to make sure that you’re okay too.”

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SIX MONTHS AGO

It had been months since Erin left, and months since Sylvie had to dump Antonio because of his ex-wife. Jay and Sylvie ended up at a table together, neither one was feeling particularly happy at the moment and didn’t want to be around their romantically successful friends. So they sat together, nursed their drinks, and talked about Harry Potter. They’d bumbled around in discussion for a while, not having a whole lot in common, before finding out they were both Harry Potter fans. Will, the rest of the intelligence unit, and 51 weren’t big fans of the book series, sure they’d seen the movies but that was about it. They both found it relaxing to just talk about something that wasn’t about their important work or love.

They started to spend more and more time together. It started because Sylvie mentioned how she hadn’t grown up in Chicago and was so busy she never got to see the sights, so Jay took it as a challenge and started showing her his favourite parts of the city. Restaurants, theatres, parks, museums, galleries, all of it. He even took her to a restaurant in Canaryville where everyone who worked there had known him his whole life. Sylvie was enthusiastically told stories from Jay’s childhood. Hiding behind curtains buck naked, exposing everyone on the street to his six-year-old butt while he and Will shook in giggles. Block-wide water gun fights. Years of ding dong ditch. Sylvie was in stitches before she even got her food.

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THREE MONTHS AGO

There was a fire. A bad one. And after receiving a patient on a gurney, something in the basement exploded, Sylvie and the patient were thrown several metres away. No one else had been injured, but Sylvie wouldn’t wake up, was bleeding profusely out of a cut on her head, and she had shrapnel in her back. It didn’t look good.

“Alright everyone, gear up. 51 just responded to a fire at a suspected meth lab, it was confirmed five minutes ago by an explosion. A paramedic, Sylvie Brett, was critically injured and is currently fighting for her- Halstead? Halstead where do you think you’re going? Halstead get back here!” At the words ‘Sylvie Brett’ Jay’s blood ran cold. At ‘critically injured’ he went into autopilot. Just stood up and left. Didn’t even grab his jacket. He ignored his boss’s enraged screams. He just got in his truck and drove to Med.

He ignored the odd looks he got from those at 51. He ignored his coworkers and boss when they came by to talk to their witnesses/ask him what the actual fuck was going on. He ignored his brother and sister-in-law when they asked him why he was there. He just stayed sitting in the uncomfortable chair for hours, watching nurses and patients flitter between the doors to the ED. It had been six hours when Platt came by to yell at him too only to be interrupted by Dr. Rhodes. “Sylvie is awake and stable, I expect her to make a full recovery. We can only allow one visitor at a time, and she has been asking for Jay since she woke up, she’s pretty frantic, so you’ll have to come quick.” He stood up and almost ran past Rhodes into her room, ignoring the confused looks from everyone at firehouse 51 and Trudy Platt.

“Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay-”

“I’m here Syl, I am right here.” She sobbed as he wrapped her hands in his. “I am right here, and it’ll take an army to get me to move. Or you, but that’s basically the same thing if someone denies you chocolate.” The laugh that briefly interrupted her sobs made his day, releasing the tension he’d been holding all day. Jay sagged in relief, and just held one of her hands as he used the other to gently hug her, hold her as she cried, sobbed, hiccuped and, whimpered from the physical pain expressing her emotions was causing her. “I thought I- w- was goi-i-ing to-o die-e.”

“I know,” he choked, “I thought you were going to die too.”

Jay had refused to leave the hospital until Sylvie ordered him to. “At least shower and change, ooh, get something to eat too.”

“You just want me to bring you mac and cheese don’t you?”

“You know me so well.”

“Alright, I’ll be back in an hour, don’t watch ‘Say Yes to the Dress’ without me.”

“You will take at least three hours to come back here.”

“Sylvie-”

“You have been sitting and worrying for the past three days, take some time for yourself. Don’t make me get Maggie involved.”

“Okay, fine, I will be back in three hours. Can you still wait to watch ‘Say Yes to the Dress’ with me?”

“Duh.”

“Okay, see you later.” He kissed her on the side of her forehead that wasn’t bandaged, and left, starting an alarm on his phone for three hours. He would be back on the dot.

The second he got to the lobby, however, he was met with all of firehouse 51 and the 21st district standing up, expecting news from him. “I’d love to stay and chat, but I have orders to shower and change from Syl. Apparently I smell.” Trying to use his charm to get out of a situation he didn’t feel like explaining. But, he knew everyone glaring at him well enough to know that they needed some kind of answer. “Sylvie has become a very important friend to me, that day was one of the worst I’ve had in a long time.” Fewer glares, more confusion, and a free Jay Halstead.

He returned to his favourite person on the planet exactly three hours later with two containers filled to the brim with homemade macaroni and cheese, his laptop, and a box set of the Harry Potter books. “You, are an absolute angel, Jay Halstead.”

“No more than you, Sylvie Brett. Here is your food.”

“Oh, it’s still warm. Okay, time for bridal drama and lots of carbs!”

Sylvie was still in the hospital with Jay at her side as much as possible for another week. When she was given the all-clear to leave, no one seemed satisfied with the answer that Jay was taking her home. “Gabby I’ll be fine! Jay is one of my best friends, okay? He’s gonna drive me home, insist he stay longer than he needs to, before eventually leaving me with Otis and Cruz.”

“Okay, seriously, when exactly did you become friends with Jay Halstead? And are you sure that’s all you are?”

“Three months ago, and yes, I am sure that we’re friends. I am gonna hang up now, because I really do not appreciate the third degree.”

“Oh, come on Sylvie, I’m just looking out for you and Antonio, I just want to make sure Jay’s not moving in on you guys.”

“Gabby, there is no me and Antonio. And there hasn’t been for a while. He was great, Eva and Diego were great, it was fun, but he in no way protected or prepared me for Laura. He kept from me how erratic and impulsive and rude her behaviour was. He told me that she knew about me and was fine with cause she’d dating a few guys since the divorce. But it turned out a lot of that wasn’t true. He lied to me, leaving me to fend for myself when she came barreling in on a warpath, and then yelled at me for reacting in a scared and shocked way. He was actually the one who suggested we break up. Whether he likes it or not, she is still a significant part of his and his children’s lives, as well as a significant hindrance. And please, don’t act like we’re getting back together. I loved him, but I’m done with him.” And she slammed her finger on the touch screen much harder than she needed to. “Gabby again?”

“Yes, I love her, and I know she means well, but she doesn’t know everything.”

“And she has a lot of audacity trying to tell you she does. It’ll be okay, I think that everyone is just really stressed out and confused. I think that if we just tell everyone that we bonded over Harry Potter they’ll understand and leave us alone pretty quick.”

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ONE MONTH AGO

Intelligence had set up a meet with a coke dealer to arrest him and get some intel. The buy wasn’t until 1 am and they didn’t have to start gathering equipment and double-checking everything for another three hours, so everyone was just going to eat and try to relax until then. But then Jay’s phone rang. Luna appeared on his screen with a picture of Sylvie staring at a tank of baby jellyfish with complete and utter fascination. “Hey Syl-”

“I need your help.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I know you’re working tonight, but- oh I probably shouldn’t have called-”

“Sylvie, what’s wrong?”

“The blind date I’m on right now? I- he was fine at first but I’m scared. There are red flags everywhere and I’m afraid I’ll end up in a ditch.”

“Marco’s Bistro, right?”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll be there in ten minutes, you’re hiding in the bathroom, right?”

“Yes.”

“Good, stay there until I get there.”

“Of course.”

He nodded at Voight and ignored a livid Antonio. When he got to the restaurant, he told the hostess he was here to rescue his friend from a dangerous date and she didn’t even blink. “She’s still in the bathroom but you might wanna deal with her date after, he’s getting agitated.”

“Green dress shirt by the painting of the heron?”

“Yup.”

“Got it, thanks.”

“Hey,” he knocked on the door, “Sylvie I’m here.”

She exited and before he could even make eye contact with her she wrapped him in a bone-crushing hug, despite her shaking body. “I am so scared. He picked me up, saying that I couldn’t refuse him, he knows where I live.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll handle it.”

Jay watched her until he could see her in safe his truck before he approached the man, and he knew that Sylvie had every right to be worried. Sharp eyes, nasty temper, tan line on his ring finger, and he looked one second away from just grabbing the next person and caving in their skull. “Excuse me-”

“And just who the fuck are you pal? I’m here on a date so leave before I kick your ass.” Jay pulled his badge out from underneath the collar of his shirt and sat down across from him. “Give me your driver’s licence, please.” The douche (as Jay would call him for the rest of his life) handed it over pretty damn quick, he waved the waitress over. “This man is going to need his bill immediately, please.” She nodded quickly and darted off, then Jay pulled out his phone. “Hey Burgess, I need you to run a name for me. Arthur Garrett. Two t’s. Okay, thanks. Can you send down a couple of officers for me?” He waited until the bill was paid and backup arrived before speaking again. “Mr. Garrett, stand up and turn around. You are under arrest for failure to pay child support and failure to attend court. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you.” After the handoff, he saw his least favourite thing in the entire world. Sylvie crying.

“He had an arrest warrant out, he’s being taken to detainment now. I’m sorry this happened to you Syl, you don’t deserve it.”

“I just feel so stupid.”

“Well don’t, you weren’t even the one who set up the date. Can I ask you a favour though? Let me do a check on everyone you go on a date with, please. I’ll worry a lot less.”

“After tonight? You have a deal.”

“Oh thank God, I was worried I’d have to try and convince you.” He leaned over the console to kiss her cheek, he looked into her expressive eyes and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ears. Neither of them realized how close their faces were until Jay went to speak and their lips brushed together, in a feather-light touch. “We, uh, we were going to order a bunch of pizzas for dinner. It doesn’t look like you got to eat, would you like to join us?”

“That sounds great.”

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THREE WEEKS AGO

Sylvie had gone back to Fowlerton to spend the holidays with her parents and brother, and Jay stayed in Chicago to celebrate with his brother’s family. Will was in the kitchen with Helen, he and a very pregnant Natalie were watching the looney tunes version of ‘A Christmas Carol’ in the living room with Owen. It wasn’t until Jay thought, about ten minutes into the movie, that Sylvie would love to watch this and he’d have to add this to their movie marathon lost for when she got back that he realized just how much he missed her. Her demeanour, her personality, the way she made him feel warm and fuzzy without much effort. And then he had another, much more startling realization. “I’m in love with Sylvie.” Beside him, Natalie snorted and Helen called from the kitchen “congrats on being literally the last person to know.”

“What? How did my brother’s mother-in-law-in-law know before I did?”

“She follows you on Facebook, remember? Basically everything you post is Sylvie, about Sylvie, or Sylvie related. And vice versa, I see the way she looks at you, she’s into you too.”

“It’s only been a few months, how am I in this deep?” Jay completely ignored his brother’s observation, he could barely register his feelings, he didn’t want to get his hopes up about hers.

“Take it from me, Jay, when the right person shows up it doesn’t matter how long you’ve known them or had a bond with them. If it feels good, go with it. It will only cause you pain to move away from it.”

“I don’t know if either of us are ready for that. The timings just not right.”

Nat covered Owen’s ears, “timing is a bitch.” She released a confused Owen who immediately zoned out looking at the tv again with a kiss on his tiny head, “if you don’t think that you’re ready, that’s fine. But don’t put anything down for timing or the universe, they’ll just mess you up.”

“Yeah... I’ll think about it.”

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ONE WEEK AGO

Sylvie had been all set to go camping with Gabby and Stella, she’d been so excited and Jay had spent the last three days with her helping her pack and hanging on to her every word. Watching flit around in a flurry of excitement for a girls week. He was sitting on her bed rolling up her light blue sleeping bag with white polka dots when she got a call from Gabby and her face fell. Lines and bumps moved their way on to her face which was carefree and bright only seconds ago. “Okay, Gabby. I hope you and Matt and Stella and Kelly have fun.”

“She cancelled the trip? Or cancelled you out of the trip?”

”She decided to make it couples only. She also took the opportunity to tell me that Antonio’s single again.”

“You know what? You are not going to be sad. Because you have a week off of work, and so do I because we worked too much OT the past two months. Let’s go to Universal studios, I hear they expanded Harry Potter world.”

She smiled again. Bright and beaming and in a way that was just so, so her. “I’ll look at flights.”

Thanks to a bunch of last-minute deals, coupons, and first responder discounts they were on a plane bound for Florida in three hours. And when they got there, they went into prep mode for the next day, making sure that everything was ready to get up and go to the park, and they were so busy that neither of them noticed that there was only one bed until they were both drifting off to sleep, centimetres apart.

Waking up entangled in each other hadn’t been as awkward as either of them thought it would be. It was nice, warm. And it only got better as the week went on. They spent three days at Universal Studios, three at Universal Island Adventure, and one at Disney. Taking as much time as they could at each place. They went on every ride they could, multiple times, enjoyed all the themed food, took far more pictures than they had ever taken in their entire lives, and waited until the last day to buy any souvenirs because of how expensive everything was. They even held hands every day, Jay’s reasoning was so that Sylvie wouldn’t get separated from him but because of the time of year the population of the park was sparse compared to what it could have been. Sylvie knew this, knew that she didn’t have to hold his hand, but she wanted to. Badly. She didn’t care if it was only for while they were in Florida, she could pretend while they were there that they were more than friends. Because once they went home, she had to pretend that she didn’t love him with all her heart. But honestly, they had the time of their lives. Fun, food, and unresolved romantic tension. What could be better? It was their last day in Florida, their rental car was already loaded up with their stuff and after the fireworks display at Disney they were headed back to Chicago.

Sylvie’s hair was mussed from the long day, and while she looked tired, she couldn’t take her eyes off of the display. And Jay couldn’t take his eyes off Sylvie. The multi-coloured lights were reflected in her eyes and the wind was blowing her hair gently. Sylvie could feel him staring at her and when she turned to ask him was what wrong, she stopped, her words dying in her throat. Jay’s entire soul was playing through his eyes. It was as if there was a tether connecting the two of them. Neither of them could turn away or blink. And Jay just went for it. He leaned down and kissed her with all the emotion his body possessed. The kiss making Sylvie feel weak in her knees. She wrapped her arms around his neck in part to stabilize himself, and in part to pull him closer. They’d missed the rest of the display just holding each other, but neither of them could bring themselves to care.

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PRESENT DAY

Dr. Choi had been assigned to Jay. He raised an eyebrow at Sylvie seated on the bed beside him but made no comment, paying heed to the words of wisdom Maggie had just bestowed upon him, “she’s the only reason he’ll behave and accept treatment.”

“Alright, while I’m happy you’re not here with a bullet wound detective Halstead, coming back after a fight wasn’t exactly what I had in mind when I said ‘avoid lead’.”

“And deprive you of my charming personality?”

“Yeah, yeah. Now follow my finger, let’s hope you don’t have a concussion.”

It had only taken about twenty minutes to determine that Jay, miraculously, didn’t have a concussion or any broken bones. Just a lot of swelling and bruises. “Thanks, Choi.”

“No problem, while you are discharged and free to go, you can’t travel yourself, I’m actually you can see with how swollen the areas around your eyes are.”

“That’s no problem, I’ll drive him home.”

“Alright, good. Remember Jay, desk duty for a week.”

“Ugh, I’m already bored.”

“I’m sure you are, now let’s go. I want to leave before a Dawson comes barreling in here, cause I might start swinging punches too.”

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The next week Jay avoided Antonio, not intentionally though. After hearing what happened Voight decided to keep Halstead in the basement as much as possible for his desk duty. While it was boring and agitating not being in the field, Sylvie made sure to send him as many hilarious snapchats as possible, many of which consisted of her hiding in ridiculous places to avoid Gabby. The photo that had offended the Dawsons so greatly sat framed on his temporary desk. Apparently, the people behind them at the fireworks display their last day there thought they were so cute that they took a couple of pics during and after their kiss, but the new couple had left before they could be asked for contact info for the pictures. Luckily, they’d overheard them before the fireworks display talking about how while they were sad to go back to Chicago that night, the fire and police departments desperately needed them to keep their partners in line. It had been an amusing joke to Sylvie and Jay, but a way to post the photos for the people behind them. The Dawsons were already pissed that Jay was ‘moving in on Antonio’s girl’, but when they saw the photos on Facebook, with that mother posting the, admittedly gorgeous, pictures with the tags for CPD and CFD, looking for them so that the ‘adorable couple’ could have pictures from their first kiss, they were both livid. Gabby unleashing all of her fury, most of which was for unrelated things, on Sylvie at Molly’s, while Antonio just started punching.

It all came to a head when Jay was picking up Sylvie from her shift after he had finally been cleared to drive and go back to work. “Hey, you.”

“Hello, gorgeous.” Their quick peck was stopped by Gabby darting in between them and physically pushing them apart.”How can the two of you do this to Antonio? He still loves you Sylvie, even after all this, how can you-”

“Okay, you know what Gabby? You need to shut the fuck up.”

“Brett-”

“Uh-uh. I am talking now. Antonio screwed up. He lost his chance with me. So not only do you need to stop trying to meddle in my love life, but you need to stop feeling entitled to it. You have no say in who I do or do not date. End of discussion. No, ifs, ands, or buts. I am honestly at my wit’s end with you. I don’t even consider you a friend anymore because of how poorly you’ve been treating me.”

“Bu-”

“And don’t pull any more of that ‘but you dated my brother’ crap. I only did so at your encouragement. And I seriously regret dating him because of how much trouble you two are causing for me now because I choose to have a life and not let the end of my relationship with Antonio be the end of me. You need to leave me alone. I’ve already reported you to HR. I had no other choice after you locked me in the ambo for hours today without my phone or radio and wouldn’t let me out unless I got back with your brother. Goodbye Dawson. I’ll see you next shift.”

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THREE MONTHS LATER

Sylvie and Gabby were finally back on speaking terms, but took them a while to get there. Natalie and Hailey had become her best friends. They both understood how awful it was for someone to feel entitled to your love life, and how much gossipy coworkers who were closer than peas in a pod knew how to affect you more than anyone else. 51 had originally been avoiding taking sides, something that Sylvie was grateful for, and she made sure they knew she’d never ask them to choose. Everything, barring their relationships with Antonio and Gabby, went back to normal. Stella was asking for details about Jay, Cruz, Otis, Hermann, and Boden cornered him at Molly’s one night and threatened him, Upton told Sylvie plainly that she wasn’t allowed to hurt Jay, and the two made each other their emergency contacts. Jay also made stops by the firehouse with doughnuts from the place just around the corner from the 21st district. Sylvie, a secretly amazing cook, also dropped by the station with homemade food for the unit and Trudy on long nights.

Molly’s, in a bid to get more customers, started having trivia nights. Sylvie and Jay were practically vibrating in excitement because the trivia night that night was for Harry Potter.

“What did Draco steal from Neville during flying lessons in the first movie?”

“A remembrall!”

“What was the name of Hermione’s cat?”

“Crookshanks!”

“What was the device Hermione used to go back in time during the third movie?”

“A time turner!”

“Okay, and the winning pair is... Sylvie Brett and Jay Halstead! And can I just say that even though I work at 51 and not at the 21st district, I feel like I should have known that detective I-am-a-badass-army-ranger-and-can-kill-you-twelve-different-ways-with-a-pencil-eraser Halstead was such a nerd!” There was a roar of laughter from everyone including Jay. “Laugh all you want, being a nerd is how I got my amazing girlfriend.”

“Damn right it is.” A celebratory kiss was met with cheers from the tipsy group. “Alright, alright, stop making out with my honourary sister and come get your gift card to the aquarium.”

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EIGHT MONTHS LATER

Jay was trying to be sensitive to Antonio, really, he was. He put his photos of Sylvie in his locker, not on his desk, he took calls from her in another room. He didn’t talk about her with anyone from the unit. Sylvie was like an entity of golden light, anyone would be a fool to mistreat her or let her go, and Jay knew that both of the Dawson siblings were beating themselves up over their mistakes. But now Jay was pissed. Did he really think that Jay was so stupid he wouldn’t spot him at the table three rows down from them? That he wouldn’t make sure to take a closer look at the man sitting alone in a restaurant designed for dates, wearing all black, with a baseball cap and shades? And that was seriously the worst disguise, too. He could see numerous other couples and the staff take notice of him and they all looked concerned. Hell, even Sylvie noticed him the second he walked in! So they had decided in a little bit of revenge. They normally wouldn’t display PDA above hand-holding or a quick kiss, but tonight they’d made an exception. They were going all out, even choosing to sit on the same side so not only did Antonio have a clear view of both of them, but Jay would lean down and nibble on Sylvie’s neck, Sylvie would lean close to his ear and whisper in his ear, far, far too much physical contact. Oh, and kisses with tongue, can’t forget those when trying to make someone immensely uncomfortable.

They kept it up all throughout dinner and dessert. At some point in between appetizers and receiving the dessert menu, the PDA stopped being an act. They started riling each other up, enjoying what they were doing to each other. They finished dessert incredibly aroused, and paid the bill as quickly as possible. Jay was vaguely aware of Antonio following them but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

They made it to Jay’s apartment in record time and started ripping off each other’s clothes the second the door was locked. Jay lofted Sylvie up and carried her into his bedroom with Sylvie distracting him, kissing and biting his neck. Once they made it there everything happened slow and steamy, with Sylvie screaming Jay’s name multiple times, Jay purring and growling in her ear. They were vaguely aware of someone pounding on the apartment door, whoever it was (Antonio) had been doing so since Jay and Sylvie locked the door. But they didn’t care. They only focused on each other. They let him knock.

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*Brring, brring*

“Mhm, Halstead.”

“Halstead, we caught a case in Humble Park. Meet Upton there.”

“Sure thing Voight.” He hung up and stared at Sylvie for a moment, taking in her soft skin, mussed hair, and even breathing. He kissed her forehead and closed his eyes as he wrapped his arms around her. “I love you, Sylvie Brett.”

“Mmm, I love you more, Jay Halstead.”

“Did I wake you?”

“Your phone did. You want me to make you some breakfast while you get in the shower?”

“That would be great.” He kissed her, revelling in the feeling of his naked body against hers first thing in the morning.

Jay walked onto the scene with a spring in his step, homemade breakfast in his stomach, and a reusable take-out cup filled with amazing coffee. “You’re looking happy Halstead. How’s Sylvie?”

“She’s great. She made these egg muffins, they’re really good, she sent a few in a container for you if you want them.”

“I absolutely want them. Sylvie is so sweet.”

“She really is.”

“You are so smitten.”

“I am, I uh, I’m actually thinking about proposing.”

“Oh my god, that’s huge!”

“Do you think she’d say yes?”

“Oh, she definitely would.”

“I haven’t had a chance to talk to Nat yet, but would you come with me to help pick out a ring?”

“You got it.”

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Jay was beyond nervous, but he was ready. He was ready for Sylvie to be his fiance, then his wife, then the mother of his children. Sylvie was just getting dressed and then they were heading to the park for an Irish festival, which would end in green fireworks. “Hey!” Sylvie jumped out from their bedroom in a deep green knee-length dress. “What do you think?”

“You look absolutely gorgeous. Seriously, I have absolutely no idea how I got lucky enough to date you.”

Later, just before the fireworks were about to begin, after they’d spent the whole day dancing and eating, Jay led Sylvie to a spot on a hill that two officers had been guarding for him, courtesy of Trudy. “This is an amazing spot, Jay. What did you have to bribe Trudy with to keep it?”

“Permission to take pictures and a speech if you say yes.”

“Yes to what- oh my god.”

“Sylvie Brett. You are the light of my life, I have never been this happy before and it’s all because of you. I love you so much and I want you to be my everything for the rest of our lives. So please, Sylvie, will you marry me?”

“Yes, of course, YES!” Jay slid the ring Natalie and Hailey had help him choose onto her finger, then he jumped up, wrapped her in his arms and twirled her in the air. He stopped, still holding her, Sylvie caressed his face lovingly before leaning down and kissing the love of her life. Completely ignoring the fireworks behind them, and the camera shutters in front of them. They were getting their happy ending, and they were going to love every second of it.

#One Chicago #Chicago Fire #Chicago PD #chicago med #jay halstead #sylvie brett #jay halstead x sylvie brett #gabby dawson #antonio dawson #antonio dawson x sylvie brett #brettonio #hailey upton #Natalie Manning #will halstead #will halstead x natalie manning #manstead #brettstead #brettstead fic

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z-iridest · 4 years

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Dabi, mirio, bakugo, todoroki and Kirishima

Ok, this is the fluffiest of the fluff so many uwus cuteness overload. Since I know your speciality love, heart flutters, and smiles my requested bday gift. 💑 ⛪ 🎩 👰💋👨‍💼🎊🎎🎎🎎

Marriage proposal! That's my request 🥺😘 may I please have you write how each boy would propose to their SO 🙇🏽‍♂️🙇🏽‍♂️🙇🏽‍♂️ tysm😚

(Omg omg omg YES! I'm so so so so sorry this is late, I tried to get this done by your b-day, lovely, I swear! Forgive meeeeee! 😭)

MHA Proposals

Warning: Little bit of language

Katsuki Bakugo

First, we start with the Boom-Boom Tsundere.....

Now, as my various fellow writers have written about our favorite Explosion Boy, he's not too interested in dating... Unless he wants a long term relationship

The two of you met back in your first year of U.A., and though things had started off rocky between the two of you, you ended up being the closest of Bakugo's friends beside Kirishima

The summer before your second year at U.A., the two of you hung out more and Bakugo asked you out within a month of the first day of your second year

Ever since that day, you two were the power couple of U.A., inseparable on and off the battlefield

He wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, hell, he knew it while the two of you were just friends.

He planned everything out the proposal for at least 2 months, even swallowing his pride and asking his friends for help.... Yeah, Mina lost it when he told her, she was so excited

So, on the night of your anniversary, he cooked a special candle lit dinner, got dressed up nice and had a bouquet of roses waiting for you when you came over

The entire night, he was the gentleman he'd always been with you, but added a kiss to your temple as he pulled out a chair for you, a kiss to the top of your hand for a split second during dinner... He spoiled you with affection

Once the both of you had eaten to your heart's content, he took both of your hands in his.

"Baby, I know I'm not the easiest to deal with. God knows my temper gets out of control sometimes... But, I'd be damned if I ever said that you didn't make me want to be a better man. You've known me since our first year at U.A., and our first meeting seems like it was only yesterday. Back then, if anyone had told me I'd have the most amazing, smart and hot s/o by my side for 3 years... I'd have yelled my lungs out and called them crazy. But," he gently squeezed your hands, his touch tender. "Baby, I wouldn't trade the last 3 years for anything. I love you with all my heart, as cheesy as it sounds, and the last 3 years have been the best of my life, and..." He got up and walked to your side before retaking your hand. "I don't want that to ever stop."

He got down on one knee and pulled out the ring, looking up at you with the most tender, loving expression on his face while you were ready to start crying. "Y/N, love of my life, will you marry me?"

Through tears of joy, you said yes. He pulled you into a hug before putting the ring on your finger and kissing you

Shouto Todoroki

Like Bakugo, Todoroki had met you his first year at U.A.....

Unlike Bakugo, the two of you met in the U.A. Sports Festival that year

Your spitfire nature intrigued him, and because of this, he was drawn to you like a moth to a flame

Overtime, the two of you became friends, and by the end of the year, he started to experience something he'd never felt before...

He didn't figure out what the feeling exactly was until he told his mother about you and what he felt while he was around you. She was the one who told him he had a crush on you... And demanded that he bring you to meet her once he had asked you out

So, second year of U.A. comes, and so begins the attempts at asking you out, all of which failed....

His last resort?

He caught a bunch of guys eyeing you lustfully, and he didn't like the way you were visibly uncomfortable.... So, he did the kabedon on you before the boys could do anything. He glared at the boys out of the corner of his eye

Thankfully, the creeps took the hint and ran for it, and Todoroki used the opportunity to ask you out

The rest is dating history....

Fast forward 2 years... You've met his mother and siblings (all of whom loved you).... It did take Endeavour a bit to get used to you, but a year after the two of you started dating, Todoroki had stood up to him for you.

Anyways, the night of your 3rd anniversary, he called Midoriya and Iida... Panicking a bit because he had gotten the ring, but had no plan for the proposal

Midoriya calmed him down and gave him some advice along with Iida

When you came home, you found dinner ready and a note next to your plate

The scavenger hunt led you to the various date spots the two of you had been to until you had reached the spot that Todoroki had taken you on your first date

On that little hill, standing there patiently waiting for you

When he saw you, the tender smile he'd always had around you crossed his face

In his hand was a half white, half red rose, which he gave to you as he greeted you

A picnic dinner was waiting for the two of you, so the two of you sat down together and ate while watching the sunset

The two of you talked and stargazed together

"My love, do you recognize any constellations?" He had asked you

You replied that you didn't (or did and named the few you could name XD)

He moved a little closer as he asked, "Would you like to know what I see?"

Curious, you nodded, but you were blindsided when he pulled out the ring

"All I see is the two of us together. I'm a better man thanks to you, my love, and I don't want to miss a second of it. But, this ring isn't to pressure you. If you're not ready to get married, I'll wait as long as it takes because I love you with all that I am."

You teared up at his tender words and tone and told him that you were ready

He smiled with tears of joy in his own eyes and kissed you tenderly before putting the ring on your finger before he held you. "I promise you, my love, I'll take good care of you."

Eijirou Kirishima

So, even though the two of you both went to U.A., the two of you actually met a couple weeks before school started

Ejirou had been jogging in the park when he first saw you

He had been too shy to say anything, but that first smile from you meant the world to him

That day, you had approached him and the two of you jogged together while talking

A few months into your first year at U.A., he started developing a crush on you

Halfway through the first year is when he finally asked you out

The two of you have been inseparable ever since that day

Kirishima loves the hell out of you, and he loves making you smile or laugh anytime

Back hugs are a definite with this shark toothed sweetheart UwU

Fast forward to a few years later, the two of you are living together and everyday is wonderful for Kirishima

Two months before your anniversary, he planned everything to take things to the next level with you

When you walk in, you're both surprised and touched to see dinner waiting on the table and Kirishima covered in head to toe with what looks like flour with a shark toothed grin on his face

"Happy anniversary, baby." He told you, opening his arms for you.

You giggle and hug him, both of you laughing when you realized you know had flour on you

After a quick shower and changing into comfortable clothes (meaning one of Kirishima's T shirts and a pair of sweatpants for you), the two of you ate dinner and talked about your day.

"Hey, baby, I've got a question for you." He told you. You tipped your head to one side, encouraging him to continue

You watched him take a deep breath before he took your hand, holding it tenderly in his. "I know, this isn't exactly fancy, but I couldn't think of any better way. You deserve the world, baby, and..." He came around to your side and got down on one knee. "I hope I'm the lucky bastard who gets to give it to you. I don't have a ring right now, but damn, I love you so much, and not a day goes by where the thought of you makes me smile and want to be a better hero and a better man. So, if you'll have me, ring or no ring, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife and marry me?" He asked.

Smiling through tears of joy, you nodded in response

Kirishima grinned and hugged you. "We can go pick out a ring together. I want it to be perfect for you." He covered your face with kisses until he heard that adorable laugh he loved so much.

Mirio Togata

That brings us to the sunshine of the Big 3... Mirio

You better believe this boy was head over heels for you when he met you

The two of you met in junior high, and you encouraged him to keep training with his quirk, believing in him

By your first year at U.A., the two of you had grown closer together, and Tamaki pointed out to Mirio that he had a crush on you

Halfway through your first year of U.A., he asked you out and the rest is history

You were there for him through everything, being his cheerleader

When Eri entered your lives, you (of course) welcomed her with open arms, spending time with her and Mirio

The first time Eri called you "Big Sister", it had surprised you, but you were touched by her words.

Fast forward a couple years....

The two of you are living together, and everyday with Mirio means the world to you, just like it means the world to him

Which is why, while you at work, he bought a ring for you and set up his plan to propose (Eri helped him pick the ring out ^.^)

When you got home, you found a note from Mirio telling you to meet him at the park, but nothing could prepare you for what was waiting for you.

The moment he saw you coming, he began to play the acoustic guitar you had given him...

As you reached the beginning of a trail of candles, 'I Love You Too Much' by Diego Luna filled your ears, but when you looked up, you saw your boyfriend, smiling warmly as he played the guitar and sang to you as you walked toward him

When you reached him, he got down on one knee as he sang the last line

You covered your mouth and he smiled as he brought out the ring. "Y/N, sunshine of my life, will you marry me?"

Through tears of joy, you accepted and the two of you automatically embraced before kissing as he placed the ring on your finger

Dabi

That brings us to Dabi....

Excuse my language right now, but this motherfucker.... He loved teasing you when you first joined the League, mainly because it annoyed you plus it was fun for him

But, the first time you barked at him to knock off his shit... He'd be lying if he said it didn't do something to him....

A few months later, the two of you were put on a mission together, and you saw just how serious he was on the front line, including his tsundere ways of keeping you safe when it called for it

About a year after you first joined, Toga (nearly getting burned in the process) told you that Dabi had a big fat crush on you before Dabi chased her for telling you, then trying to deny it

He did give up trying to deny it after a while and finally confessed, surprised when you actually returned how he felt

Fast forward 2 years....

You two: living together, an inseparable pair of troublemakers

There wasn't really any plan after almost 3 years of being together, Dabi just ended up getting some candy hearts on Valentine's Day and gave you one that said, 'Marry Me'. When you looked up from it, you found him in front of you, down on one knee to show you that he was dead serious

"Doll, will you be my eternal partner in crime?" He had asked

Your reply? It was a no duh.

He chuckled and kissed you (he went out later and stole a ring you liked)

What can I say? That flame bastard would do anything for you

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bereft-of-frogs · 4 years

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Who are your top 5 mcu characters and top 5 star wars characters? I guess is may change sometimes, but for now. :)

oh goodness. this is an excellent question. I think it probably will change, especially for Star Wars as I continue my rereading of the old book series stuff, digging back in and what-not; but also for both as new things are released. (I’m now like ‘omg the whole of the Wandavision crew needs way more consideration for this top 5 list than I ever thought I’d give them what’.) Sorry it’s taken a couple days! This was hard.

Putting it under a cut for length:

MCU:

1. Sam Wilson. This was really hard to choose between all of Team Cap because I love them all equally, but out of the three Winter Soldier crew, I love Sam the best. ‘...if you eat that sort of thing’ ‘So do you like cats?’ ‘I hate you’ #iconic

2. Loki & Thor. Okay here’s where I cheat a little, because I couldn’t choose one and not the other.

3. Valkyrie. I just love her. (Debated putting Hela here instead, because I also love Hela in a similar but opposite way, if that makes sense?)

4. Nick Fury. Fine in Avengers, loved him after Winter Soldier, loved him even more after Captain Marvel stripped down his cool exterior and revealed him to be a bit of a dork who liked cats and was willing to help with the dishes. I hope we get to see more of him.

5. Wanda. Oh my God, Wandavision just came out of nowhere with the Wanda feels, didn’t it? I will say I was lukewarm-neutral on her, and then Wandavision recontextualized so much of her story and made me feel so much about her.

Honorable Mentions: all of the Guardians of the Galaxy because I couldn’t just pick one; Captain Marvel herself came close to getting Fury’s spot (’I have nothing to prove to you’ sobs); Vision was another surprise ‘oh no where did these feelings come from’ character post-Wandavision, (same with Darcy wth happened); Jimmy Woo should get his own series I will sign the petition

Star Wars:

1. Mace Windu. Okay this is an deep abiding love. How could I not love him when I was 10? The man had a purple lightsaber. (Purple was my favorite color, that was pretty much the extent of my character analysis back then.) This has only been confirmed as an adult by all of Shatterpoint. This is officially a Mace Windu appreciation blog.

2. Obi-Wan Kenobi. How can you not?

3. Qui-Gon Jinn. I left the fandom for like 20 years and came back and apparently he’s ~~problematic~~ and yes I will finally admit it, this is the character I’ve been vague-ing about the AO3 tags being a cesspool. He’s just such an interesting character...and that has apparently translated to ‘he’s the worst’ which okay thanks for letting me know I won’t like your fic but...man, the ‘Qui-Gon was literally the worst’ is suddenly everywhere and I’m confused. (again ‘suddenly’ I haven’t been super active in this fandom in a while, it might not have been sudden. Not quite 20 years but it’s been a while and I never noticed back then, idk if it’s a new development or just the product of me trying to sift through AO3 instead of relying on recs...anyway that’s my #confession for the day)

4. Cassian Andor. Okay partially for superficial reasons because Diego Luna is distractingly pretty. But I also love the more serious take on the rebel who knows that he has to get his hands dirty for the cause. He and Jyn’s embrace on the beach at the end is honestly one of my favorite Star Wars moments.

5. Din Djarin. He’s just a man trying to get an education for his son and know as little as possible about the plot of Star Wars, who accidentally ends up winning in battle the rulership of a planet he’s never seen. Poor man. He’s just doing his best. I can’t wait for next season.

Honorable Mentions: K-2SO was hilarious and the rest of the Rogue One crew should technically share the spot with Cassian but Diego Luna is just so pretty; the nanny/assassin droid that Taika Waititi played in The Mandalorian because I always surprise myself by crying when he sacrifices himself in the last episode; literally every female character because my list, like James Luceno, impressively does not pass the Bechdel Test (oof I’m aware, I get it, but I had to narrow this down to 5, and I’m sorry); special mention to Bo-Katan even though I’ve only seen two episodes with her in them (I didn’t, and honestly probably won’t, watch The Clone Wars) but also I might just have a crush on Katee Sackhoff...

Narrowing these down to 5 was super hard, this was quite the challenge, and I only cheated a little there, thank you anon. Sorry it’s taken me a couple days! This was hard! XD And I’m sure it will be updated as things progress with the Marvel series coming out. Also I just got a PS4 and Jedi Fallen Order from my brother in the mail, yes I did have him ship his old PS4 across a closed international border so I could play Fallen Order (and also nothing else is giving me serotonin any more and the internet suggests trying something novel to get the serotonin molecules boogieing, so let’s see if my video game redemption arc is a go).

#Anonymous #lol samuel l jackson appears on this list twice #before anyone chimes in i am aware that the clone wars is like the cornerstone of the modern fandom and i have tried #i just....cannot get into it #i managed one season before i was like...can't keep going #i'm sorry if it makes you feel better it's stressing me out too #there are characters i want to write about but i'm like...wait apparently they have an arc in tcw? and i lose like an hour to the wiki XD #anyway this was a very short list and there are many many more character that i love #this was hard #but!#thank you for asking!#my askbox is always open! <3

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lunasilvermorny · 5 years

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Christmas party - Truth or Dare (Year 5)

Luna spent most of the Christmas holiday at the Weasleys’, but since her mother and little sister were in the US and her father was in Germany, Luna decided to take the opportunity and have a party at her house.

Invited and showed up: Rowan, Bill, Charlie, Penny, Ben, Tonk, Tulip, Barnaby, Andre, Jae, Badeea, Liz, Diego and Chiara.

Uninvited but still showed up: Merula and Ismelda. (Barnany brought them along.)

Haven’t showed up: Talbott (doesn’t like parties), all the Quidditch characters (Orion, McNully, Skye and the rest of the team.)

They spent most of the time playing Truth or Dare.

Rules: if anyone lies or doesn’t agree to answer a question or do a dare, they have to drink. Rowan, Badeea and Liz have a special permission not to drink alcohol.

Self-appointed judge: Penny.

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But before we start, this post in a nutshell:

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Round #1 – Penny asks Jae:

Penny: Oh, look at that. I get to ask first.

Luna: Have you rigged-?

Penny: Jae, truth or dare?

Jae: Is that even a question? Dare, obviously.

Penny: Kiss the most beautiful girl in the room.

Jae leaned over to his right and gave Chiara a kiss on the cheek. She smiled while blushing and put her head on his shoulder. He let out a giggle and hugged her with one arm.

Penny: Are we first graders? French her!

Chiara turned even redder.

Jae: Next time, be more specific.

Luna: Okay, I think we can all agree that people will kiss however they like, Penny.

Penny: Cowards.

Round #2 – Liz asks Badeea:

Liz: Truth or dare?

Badeea: Truth.

Liz: Who do you think should have all of Luna’s pets-?

Luna: Hey!

Liz: Me or her?

Badeea: I would like at least one night of sleep without chaos.

Luna: This question is obviously about me, I call foul! Liz should drink!.. Water, I guess.

Penny: What do you think?

Tonks: Boo!

Tulip: You’re a crybaby!

Andre: The question is fine by me.

Everyone seemed to agree.

Penny: Overruled.

Luna: What?

Andre: I think Luna should drink for interrupting the game.

Luna: That’s not a rule!

Andre: Judge?

Penny: Drink!

Luna: Fine!

Liz: Back to the question…

Badeea: Ah, let Luna keep them.

Luna: Thank you!

Penny: Do you want another drink for interference?

Luna: Yes.

Penny: No, It’s no fun if you’re enjoying it. Every time you interrupt, you don’t get a drink.

Luna: Boo!

Round #3 – Tonks asks Ben:

Tonks: Truth or DARE?

Ben: *slightly terrified* Truth.

Tonks: Seriously? You’re a Gryffindor!

Bill: Don’t be mean.

Jae: She has a point.

Bill: Jae.

Jae: What? You can’t take house-points from me now, hot-shot.

Tulip: *turns to Luna* Same for you!

Luna: Do I look sober enough to take points?

Tulip: Yes.

Luna: Low blow!

Tonks: Whatever… Truth? What should I ask?

Tulip: I’ve got one – do you sleep with any stuffed animal?

Ben: W-what? No!

Jae: He’s lying. He has a teddy-bear.

Ben: That doesn’t count.

Tonks: DRINK!

Ben: But-

Most of them started chanting- “Drink! Drink! Drink!”

Penny: Sorry, Ben. Those are the rules.

Ben: But Tulip asked the question.

Tonks: And I accepted it. Drink! Drink!

Penny: Drink up, Ben.

Ben took sip of beer and looked disgusted.

A round of applause filled the room.

Luna: Welcome to adulthood, kid!

Ben: No thank you.

Round #4 – Diego asks Chiara:

Diego: Truth or dare, beautiful?

Jae frowned.

Chiara: Truth.

Diego: Who is the best dueler in this room?

Luna: Seriously?

Chiara: Hmmm….

Tulip: She’s too nice for this question!

Penny: She’ll live.

Chiara: Hmm… Barnaby?

Luna and Jae burst into laughter. Barnaby looked excited.

Diego: Are you sure-?

Merula: She gave her answer, move on.

Diego: But she’s obviously mistaken.

Merula: Obviously. Everyone knows that-

Penny: Everyone, take a shot whenever Merula says the thing!

Merula: Very funny. But I am the most powerful witch at Hogwarts.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank.

Merula: Ismelda!

Ismelda: What? That’s the rule.

Round #5 – Tulip asks Ben:

Ben: Oh boy.

Tulip: *with a vicious expression* Truth or dare?

Ben: T-truth?

Tulip: Have you ever farted then blamed someone else?

Ben: *turned red* WHAT?

Tonks and Tulip burst into laughter.

Penny: Answer the question, Ben.

Ben: No!

Jae: I don’t know, feels like a lie…

Tonks: Judge?

Penny: *rolled her eyes* Overruled. Next.

Tulip: No fun! This was a classic question!

Jae: No doubts.

Tonks: I’ll drink to that!

Tonks, Tulip and Jae raised their shot glasses and drank their content.

Round #6 – Andre asks Rowan:

Andre: Truth or dare?

Rowan: Hmmm… Hmmmm…

Penny: Just pick one.

Rowan: It’s not an easy decision to make. On the one hand, truth has the potential to be less embarrassing, because it doesn’t involve any physical action. On the other hand, a question can be highly personal and the if you ask the right one, it might be even more embarrassing than a simple-

Tonks: Boo! Drink!

Penny: But he doesn’t drink alcohol.

Tonks: Boo! Disqualify!

Rowan: Fine! Dare! *he regretted it immediately* I mean, truth!

Andre: Too late! I dare you to drink from your butt.

Rowan: WHAT?!

Tulip: Wow.

Tonks: Amazing.

Penny: Definitely too far.

Bill: That’s disgusting, Andre.

Luna: I think I speak for everyone when I say – no one wants to see that.

Jae: Let the man drink!

Penny: No, too disgusting.

Andre: Seriously? Fine. I dare you to put one of Luna’s mum’s dresses. Fair enough?

Penny: Sounds fair to me.

Rowan: Luna!

Luna: Those are the rules, mate.

Rowan: Then I’ll drink.

Everyone Booed and Tonks threw an empty can of beer at him.

Rowan: Fine, fine! I’ll wear the dumb dress.

Everyone cheered.

Tulip: You are one of us now, Andre.

Andre winked at her.

Tulip, Tonks and Jae: One of us! One of us!

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There is much more, so if you like it - keep reading. (They’re basically getting more and more shit-faced, so... Yeah, fun!)

Round #7 – Jae asks Ben:

Ben: Why always me?!

Jae: Truth or dare?

Ben: Truth.

Jae: Are you sure about that?

Ben looked nervous, but after he took a peek at Andre, he said- “Yes!”

Tulip: I have a good one!

Ben: Please, not you again.

Penny: Tulip, let other people ask embarrassing questions.

Tulip: But mine are the best.

Jae: If you had a love potion, would you use it on your crush?

The room fell silent. Ismelda turned red and lowered her head.

Luna: What the-?

Liz: That’s horrible, Jae!

Tonks: It’s a question.

Liz: A very morally questionable one!

Penny: It’s just a question. Proceed.

Liz: Really?

Ben: No, I would never do that.

Luna: Of course you wouldn’t.

Liz: Get your shit together, Jae.

Tulip: Would you relax?

Liz: Hey, Jae. Here’s a question. Would you force yourself on anyone-?

Penny: All right, that’s too far. Let’s move on.

Jae: What’s your problem?

Liz: That’s what love potion does!

Bill: Let’s all calm down, it’s all in good fun.

Penny: Yeah, he didn’t mean anything by it, Liz.

Liz: I hope not.

Jae: It was just a question, you’re reading too much into it.

Luna: All right, Let’s move on-

Ismelda: Yeah, lay off him, Liz! Thinking about something is not the same as doing something!

Liz: Why, have you ever thought about it?

Ismelda: No!

Liz: Really? Because it sounds like-

Merula: Would you back off?

Penny: Enough! Everyone, take three shots and cheer for the next round!

Round #8 – Badeea asks Charlie:

Badeea: Truth or dare?

Charlie: Is it about dragons?

Bill: Really, Charlie?

Charlie: I’m just checking my options.

Tonks: Just answer the question!

Charlie: Okay – dare.

Badeea: I dare you to tell your most embarrassing story.

Charlie: Yes! It is about dragons!

Bill: Oh, come on.

Charlie: So we were in CoMC class-

Round #9 – Chiara asks Barnaby:

Chiara: Truth or dare?

Barnaby: What’s the one with the cool things?

Ismelda: Dare.

Barnaby: Dare!

Chiara: Umm.. I dare you to dance while you balance a glass of water on your head.

Jae: Good one.

Barnaby: That sounds like fun!

Ismelda: Just don’t spill it on me.

Barnaby danced around the room while balancing the glass on his head for 30 seconds before it fell and spilled on Ismelda.

Ismelda: Of course.

Round #10 – Penny asks Bill:

Penny: Always asking, never answering. Such a cruel fate.

Ben: Want to switch?

Penny: Truth or dare?

Bill: Dare.

Penny: I dare you to kiss your crush – on the mouth this time. We’re not 12.

Penny winked at Luna that in return made an “abort” move with her hand.

Bill: I can’t, she’s not here. *his tone was cold*

Luna blushed and took a long sip directly from the wine bottle she was holding.

Penny: Okay, then. Next, I guess. I was just trying to spice things up a bit… Excuse me!

Round #12 – Barnaby asks Ismelda:

Ismelda: Truth.

Barnaby: But I didn’t-

Ismelda: Truth!

Barnaby looked at Penny and then smiled.

Barnaby: Tell us who’s your crush!

Penny: Finally! Thank you, Barnaby. I was getting bored.

Luna and Ismelda exchanged looks.

Ismelda took a shot glass and drank its content as fast as possible.

Penny: Oh, come on!

Round #15 – Ben asks Diego:

Ben: Finally! I don’t have to answer embarrassing questions!

Tonks: Just you wait, boy.

Ben looked terrified again.

Ben: *without looking away from Tonks* D-diego, truth or dare?

Diego: *grinned* Dare, of course!

Ben: Hmm… I dare you to… to… I- I don’t know.

Penny: Make it about his crush, you fool!

Luna: Woah, there.

Penny: It’s like you guys never played this game before!

Ben: I dare you to… say if you have crush?

Penny: No! That’s a truth question!

Luna: Judge, maybe you should take it down a notch.

Penny: *sighed* I’m cool, I’m cool.

Diego: Penny is right, give me a spicy dare.

Diego winked at Ismelda that looked confused and disgusted at the same time.

Ben: I dare you to… have a drink?

Penny: Goddammit, Ben!

Diego: What a waste… *he took a sip of beer*

Round #22 - Luna asks Merula.

Luna: Nope.

Merula: No way.

They both took a shot.

Penny: Okay, moving on…

Round #26 – Barnaby asks Tonks:

Barnaby: Dare or truth?

Ismelda: Close enough.

Tonks: DARE!

Luna: We are way too drunk right now.

Barnaby: Kiss a girl!

Penny: Yes, good job, Barnaby!

Tonks: But which one?

Barnaby looked at Ismelda, she shrugged in return.

Barnaby: Tulip.

Tonks: Okay.

Tonks kissed Tulip.

Penny: And that’s how you kiss on Truth or Dare!

Luna: Yep, definitely too drunk.

Round #35? – Diego asks Andre:

Diego: Dare or dare?

Andre: Dare!

Barnaby: That wasn’t one of the options!

Diego: I dare… dare you… to fart!

Andre: On who?

Liz: You guys are too wasted-

Tonks: Disqualified!

Most of them yelled: Disqualified!

Diego: I dare you to kiss… Me.

Andre: Okay!

Badeea: Maybe we should lay down the-

Another roar of- “Disqualified” filled the room.

Round #? - Charlie asks Ismelda:

Charlie: What is your favorite dragon?

Ismelda: Truth.

Tonks: Disqualified!

Badeea: We should stop it.

Rowan: I don’t think we can.

Round #??!

Andre: Truth-dare or dare-truth?

Luna: DARE!

Tonks and Tulip howled.

Andre: Go to… *he pointed to the 3rd floor balcony that face the living room* there! And jump!

Rowan: Oh, no way. NO WAY!

*Luna stood on the sofa and then jumped on floor*

Luna: Yeah!!!

Andre: She did it! She actually did it!!!

Rowan: Oh, thank Merlin.

Badeea: This is too much.

Liz: Guys, enough is enough.

“DISQUALIFIED!”

Round ??!?#$@

Luna: Hey! Hey! HEY!

Merula: What?!

Luna: Dare!

Merula: Dare?

Luna: Dare!

Merula: Dare.

Luna: Go to hell!

Merula: I’ll meet you there!

Luna: AHH!

Merula: AHHHHHHHH!!

Barnaby: Who, me?

Ismelda: You ever thought… though we…be more than friends?

Barnaby: Another round of shots!

Everyone roared in excitement.

Round “why is this still a thing?”

Rowan: Truth or dare?

Liz: Truth.

Tonks: Drink!!

Last round

Luna: W-who’s still conscious-conscientious-contra-concon? *she giggled to herself* Nailed it.

Rowan, Liz and Badeea looked at her with their arms crossed.

Luna: Except for the nerds!

Silence.

Luna: Truth or dare?

Silence.

Luna: Drink!

A faint response from everyone who drank: Drink…

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riofann · 4 years

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Better Life 1.0

LVN= Licensed Vocational Nurse equivalent of LPN

I based this off of, how life would have been soon after Oscar left the Santos

“ANOTHER FUCKING ONE!” Marisol yelled as you watched from the balcony as the landlord handed the new tenant a key. You sigh in response. “This shit is getting bad Y/N we need to get the fuck out!” she commented

“And go where?”

“Shit I don’t know, but the fuck away from here! And Fast! Maybe we could move in together to a better side of town!”

You loved Marisol but no you did not want to share living spaces with her “I fucking hate LA I’m not trying to stay here any more than i have to. As soon as I get shit paid off I’m leaving!”

“Me too!” she scoffs in disgust “I wonder where he is going to go there's only 3 units open”

You shrug taking a sip of your wine

“Oh shit what if he’s your next door neighbor? At least he’s soft on the eyes, some of these motherfuckers be looking like psychos!”

“Mari!” she’s so judgmental

“What? it's true i should have asked Mike if i could move in there but its a studio, I can’t do that” You fade away as she talks watching the neighborhood kids play.

“Hey Y/N?” your brother Angel snaps you out of your thoughts “can i have some ice cream....pleeease”

“Only one scoop Angel”

“Thanks!” he said before closing the slide doors

“He’s getting so big soon he’ll be taller than you!” Marisol commented

“I know!” you respond thinking back to when he was a baby

You both hear the landlords voice coming up the steps

“Ooh! i'm gonna pretend like i'm leaving see where he goes!” she said rushing to leave

“Cool” you could care less

“I’ll text you!”

As she walked out she saw the landlord and the new guy speaking right by the unit next to you

Marisol: looks like you have a new neighbor

You: Perfect!

Marisol: i hate this place

You couldn't agree more.You actually hated it more than her but you were less vocal and opinionated about it. You barely see the new tenant after he moved in. Plus it didn't look like he had much when he did actually move in. He was quiet and reserved and didn't really speak to anyone, not that you saw anyway. If you had guessed you would guess he just got out of prison.

You were a LVN at the community hospital, in LA and you decided to live on this side of town so that you could pay off student loans before going back to school and getting your BSN. Plus your coworker had told you the less debt you had the better your credit. And you needed a better credit so you could move out of this place, for the sake of Angel if nothing else.

“ANOTHER FUCKING ONE! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!”

“Damn Mari!” You complained this time she screeched right by your ear

She hugs you “I'm sorry but shit! This shit is getting crazy!” Mike, your landlord didn’t let too much time pass before he brought potential tenants to look at the place. He was notorious for making sure the building was full at all times no matter what. Someone could have moved out by morning and by the next morning he would have already found another tenant.

You shook your head in response. Not knowing what to say to make things better

“Maybe they can't go anywhere else” you state the obvious “But do they have to come and live HERE!?!” “I don't know Mari damn!”

“There was a rapist who moved in Y/N a FUCKING RAPIST!”

“I know you don't have to yell I’m right here!”

She sighed “And of course that bastardo doesn’t give a fuck he’s charging these motherfuckers double the rent just to live here. Getting drugs and shit from some of them. Kids and women live here!”

“I know but i mean not all of them are bad” you try to reason

“I know that but why is like 70% of the building filled with ex-cons and gang bangers?”

“I don't know Marisol.”

You and Marisol became very close friends soon after you moved in. You had recently graduated from LVN school and she was already an LVN working at the community hospital. She was a mom too, Luna her 4 year old daughter. You both worked two jobs so you would both rotate on watching the kids.

“Anyway” she took in a deep breath “do you plan on going to that cookout Mike is having for the building?”

“You mean 4th of July EXTRAVAGANZA?” you say sarcastically

“Yes that shit”

You shrug. I guess, I went last year and I don't have to work do you?”

“No I’m not working I might stop by and talk to him about our ‘lovely’ neighbors!”

“Don’t you don’t want him to get mad” you warn

“I don’t give a fuck my safety matters! The safety of my daughter matters!” she threw her hands up at you giving her a look “I know I know they all aren't bad but shit is getting crazy.!”

Today must have been a bad day for her or she just finished arguing with Luna’s dad either way she was in a pessimistic mood and there was nothing you could do to get her off of it. She had a valid point though. Things were getting really sketchy. You remember when you could come home late from work, now you can’t really do that. And you often worry about a gang war breaking out. Things were becoming more tense by the second.

~ ~ ~ Fourth of July reached and, you and Mari stand to the side watching Angel and Luna play with the neighborhood kids.

“Shit them fucking hynas are bad!” A group of men sat people watching. They were older in age. If you were to guess mid 30s to 50s.

“Which ones?”

“The ones over there!” he said pointing to you and Marisol

“Oh the nurses?”

“Yea!”

“Then go say hi foo!”

“Nah fuck that!”

“Yo! Cut that shit out” one of them scolded his kid

“Kids man”

“I know”

“Sup” he greeted the new guy as he walked up to them. “Diego,” he pointed to each of them “I’m Carlos, he’s Jimmy, you?”

“Oscar”

“Here compa” Diego said handing him a corona

“Santos?” Carlos said noticing that tattoo on his neck

“Yea”

“S’cool Diego is Sur, I’m Nor, Jimmy Piru”

“Just got out of jail or something?” Jimmy asked

“Nah left”

The men chuckle “shit they let you?”

He shrugged in response “I don’t know I’m waiting to see, you know how shit goes”

“Feel you homie. I was getting too old for that shit. Fucking 40 years old and my kids hate me im done with that shit but i love my Surenos feel me but not as much as my kids feel me?” Diego spoke

Oscar nodded in response

“You got kids?” Carlos asked

“Nah” he said shaking his head

“Shit consider yourself lucky”

“Got 5” Carlos responded

“5?!” Oscar commented

“Yea”

“Sperm donor over here!” Diego joked

“Fuck you man I’m trying”

“That's all you can do lil homie I’m proud of you!” Jimmy commented

“Santos from Freeridge right?” Diego asked

“Yea”

“Heard about y’all”

Even though he tried to limit how much information he was giving, these men had lived this life and he knew how it worked. The new guy on the block got micro-analyzed before being accepted or rejected. This was just part of the prison/gang culture.

Jimmy lifted up his bottle to signal his acceptance of Oscar “Shit you cool homie but don’t fuck around with them” he said pointing to group of men who looked much younger than three friends

“Yea they got some shit going on don’t get involved” Carlos commented

“Bet good looking out.”

The ‘extravaganza’ lasted well into the night; after the fireworks You usher Angel up the stairs.

“Oh Hi....” you said, startled by the abrupt opening of the door you said moving out of the way. He had a trash bag in hand. “I’m Y/N this is Angel nice to meet you, welcome to the building”

“Spo...” he stopped himself “Oscar”

“Nice to meet you Oscar”

“Come on Angel lets get you washed up, did you finish your homework?”

“Almost but it’s late!” he tried debating his way out

“I don't want to hear it”

He groaned as you unlocked the door. You looked back to see Oscar watching you two.

“Well see you around neighbor”

He nodded his head in response

Please leave a comment on what you think.

#omb #on my block #cesar diaz #oscar diaz #oscar diaz imagine #writing blr #body image #fan fiction #fan fic stuff

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A Tale as Old as Time? Pt 1

This is a story beween my oc Cindy Luna Charming, twin sister to Chad Charming Jr, and Harry Hook. I know its not that great but I hope you guys like the first part of this story!

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I took a deep breath, two days ago King Ben and Lady Mal took down the barrier forever. Now school is back in session and some of those vks were going to be going to Auradon Prep.

"Including him." I muttered to myself, rushing back to my vanity, organizing what little stuff I had on it.

Harry Hook. The one VK who, on the day the barrier came down, stole my heart. Yes, I know it sounds cheesy but he did.

"Lu, you coming?" Chad asked, peeking into my room.

"Yes, just grabbing my camera!" I exclaimed, grabbing my Polaroid camera.

Chad Charming Jr. Aka my twin brother. He got the looks, i got the brains. My name is Cindy Luna Charming, but I just go by Luna.

"Why do you use that old thing?" Chad asked me, gesturing at my camera.

"It's so I can have physical pictures. Plus you know how much I love this camera. It may be outdated but I can get refills for the film online." I explained with a smile.

"Whatever, come on, Audrey is waiting for me!" Chad exclaimed, rushing ahead of me.

Today we welcome the new VKs to the school. Including one Harry Hook. Fixing my light blue skirt one last time I walked outside and towards where Jane and Carlos were.

"Luna! Good timing! The Limousines are just pulling up!" Jane exclaimed.

I uncovered the lens of my camera and took a picture of the Limousines pulling up, I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck standing up as the band, led by Doug, started playing.

The Limousines parked and Jay got out of the driver's seat and like a chauffeur, opened the back door.

Placing my first photo inside an album i quickly took another picture of Uma, daughter of Ursula, getting out. Putting the photo away to develop later, I get ready to take another picture.

Next was Gil, oldest son of Gaston, strong but naive. Jay had mentioned he was going to skip a year of school and go adventuring with Gil. But I think he will do that after graduation next year.

Taking a picture of Gil and Jay chest bumping made me giggle. Putting the picture away I placed my camera to my face to take a picture of the next VK to step out.

Harry Hook. Taking the picture I froze, he seemed to be looking around for someone. I highly doubt it was me. He was probably looking at all the other girls. Pushing up my glasses I quickly placed the photo in my album.

More VKs piled out from the other 2 Limousines. Celia, Dizzy, Squirmy, and Squeaky, the VKs that were invited over before the barrier was taken down came out of the 2nd limo.

From the third limo, I didn't really recognize any of them.

"Who are they?" I asked Carlos, as I took pictures of each VK exiting.

"That's Diego De Ville, my cousin, he's got a band pack on the isle but I'm sure him and Doug will get along great. And those two are the sons of My mother's henchmen, their names are Jace and Harry. And that last person is Yzla, daughter of Yzma." Carlos explained, waving at the four.

I nodded, I remembered hearing about them, well, their parents. King Ben and Lady Mal welcomed the new VKs to Auradon. I took the chance to take a few more photos, hiding my face every time I saw Harry looking around. Soon I was able to sneak away back to my room to develop the photos. What I didn't realize was that Harry was watching me.

Back in my room, I take a breath and walk over to my small couch and take all the photos out and start to shake them, letting them develop.

I pick back up the one of Him. My face heating up as I realize I caught him looking directly at me.

"No…. It's a coincidence. Nothing more." I explained to myself putting the photo in my photo album.

A strange tapping came from my door. I froze, that wasn't Chad's knocking, and it sure wasn't Jane.

"Who is it?" I asked, a little nervous.

"Luna! It's Mal, can you come out for a moment?" Mal asked through the door.

I sighed with relief and walked over to the door, opening it up.

"Guys this is Luna Charming. Chad Charming's twin sister. She knows this school inside and out. She can show you to your dorms and you all know your classes! Uma, I shall see you later, the rest of you if you have any questions please ask me, Ben, Evie, Carlis, Jay, or even Luna." Mal explained.

Crud, I forgot I was in charge of showing them to their dorms. Rushing back into my room, stumbling over my bag I grab my clipboard that had all of their dorms on it.

"Luna right? I would have thought Cinderella would've named her daughter a C name." Gil questioned, earning an elbow to the side from Uma.

"Actually my first name is Cindy. Cindy Luna Charming. But everyone calls me Luna." I explained, looking at my clipboard. I could feel Harry Hook's eyes on me.

"This way!" I exclaimed, closing the door to my room. I led the group down the hall, stopping to show where Uma and Celia would be bunking, then letting Dizzy know she would be staying with Evie at her castle, ahem, starter castle. Then we got to the boy's area. Harry and Jace would be bunking together, Diego got a room with the twins, and Harry Hook and Gil were bunking together.

I bowed my head and scurred off before Harry could say anything. I was so embarrassed. I ran to my room and closed the door, plopping down on my bed as I pondered what momma would say.

"You need to find yourself a good prince." I imitated my mom.

Sighing I sat up and got ready for my first class, Flora and Fauna, also known as Plants and Animals.

"Maybe he won't be in this class." I muttered hopefully as I headed to class.

Arriving at the class, I was happy to see that Harry wasn't in my class. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I took my usual seat. Pulling out my notebook and my book, getting ready for class to start.

"This seat taken?" An all too familiar voice asked, causing me to freeze up, I shook my head, keeping my eyes on my notebook.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, setting his hook down on the table next to me as he pulled out his stuff. I took a peek at him. he was wearing black eyeliner and a black pirate vest with buckles going down, and he looked like he has just came straight from the isle. I quickly look down before he could see me.

"Luna right?" He asked.

"Y-yea." I stuttered out.

"Well lass, I believe we met a couple days ago. At that party." Harry explained grabbing his hook.

I could feel goosebumps going down my arms.

I could feel his hook on my ponytail holder.

"I would love to see you with your hair down Luna." He stated.

Before I could respond Chad walked in and rushed over.

"That's my seat Hook." Chad glared at Harry.

"Oh but I am already seated Junior!" Harry taunted.

"Students! Quiet! Chad take a seat next to Doug." Mr Happy, the dwarf explained.

Chad glared at Hook before sitting across from me, next to Doug. Class began, learning about Hook's crocodile. Harry being a tiny bit of a teacher's pet, knowing all about it.

"If ye make tick-tock noises at the crocodiles they will follow you, making it easier to lead them away from a drownin fella." Harry exclaimed.

I took diligent notes, trying my best to not doodle on my notes. The bell rang.

"Alright class, next week we shall discuss the other sea creatures."

I packed up my stuff and rushed out of there, my face red and my heart racing. I got to my locker and switched out books to my Photography and you class.

"What was that about Lu." Chad asked, startling me.

"What do you mean Chad?" I ask, a bit confused.

"The VK! I know Ben and Mal say they can be reformed to be good but I don't trust him." Chad explained glaring down the hall, I turn to see Harry at his locker chatting with Gil and Uma.

"Give them a chance bro. They did help save everyone. And from what Carlos told me, they found you in a closet wanting your mommy. If it wasn't for Harry, Uma, and Gil I wouldn't be here! I'd be a statue still." I explained, poking his chest.

"Fine whatever, but if he hurts you he will not be in a good place." Chad tried to threaten.

"Behave. I have to get to class. Bye Chad!" I exclaimed as I rushed to my Photography class.

Harry hovered behind Lonnie. "Is she taken?" He asked her, gesturing at me.

"Luna? No, I don't believe she's ever had a boyfriend." Lonnie explained before heading to fencing practice.

Harry smiled a toothy grin before following Uma and Gil to their goodness class.

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Lunch time finally came around which meant I could go to my room and go through all the photos I took that morning. Smiling at the one of Gil and Jay chest bumping.

"Two bros hanging out." I said to myself, giggling.

My mom used to tell me I got her skills and her laugh, but I never particularly liked my laugh. Too frilly.

I sighed as I added the photos to my scrapbook. Save for the Harry Hook one. I put that one under my pillow. After hiding that picture i went back to decorating my scrapbook.

A knock on my door startled me but didn't pull me away from my task.

"Come in!" I called.

The door opened, and a male chuckle sounded.

"So this is what yer room looks like lassie, it's nice." Harry exclaimed.

I jumped a good foot off my chair, falling over. Harry rushed over and caught me in a tilted position.

"Ye okay lass?" Harry asked me, a bit of concern on his face.

All I could do was nod. He set me back on my feet. I straightened my skort and my top.

"So you take pictures eh? But I don't see one of me?" Harry questioned.

I felt my face heat up. "T-the picture didn't come out right! S-sorry!" I stuttered out.

"Oh? What tis this?" Harry asked grabbing the photo of him, that I hadn't realized was peeking out from under my pillow, and held it up.

My face must've been incredibly red from my embarrassment. I stuttered nonsense, trying to hide my crush on him.

Harry chuckled, setting the photo down on top of my pillow before walking back towards me. The look on his face was that of a predator, and it gave me goosebumps and a bit of adrenaline.

"So my little duckling why did you hide the photo you took of me?" Harry asked, a shit eating grin on his face.

This is where I surprised even myself.

I gave him a smirk. "Maybe I just didn't want anyone to see it." I commented, grabbing the tip of his hook.

Harry went wide eyed for a moment before chuckling.

"Well then. You intrigue me my little duckling." Harry explained as he took his leave.

The moment Harry was out of the room and my door closed, my legs finally gave out and I crumbled to the floor. A shit eating grin on my face.

"That felt amazing." I stated to myself.

Being around Harry gave me adrenaline. A big smile stretched across my face. And I absolutely love the feeling.

I sat up straight when the bell rang. "Oh no! I'm late for class!!!" I exclaimed grabbing my bag, books, and notebooks and rushed out of my room.

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Fairies 101 was always an interesting class, Fairy Godmother was probably my favorite teacher. Granted I'm best friends with Fairy Godmother's daughter, Jane. Mal was in my class too. This week we were discussing the fairies in Neverland. But I couldn't focus on that. Looking down at my notebook I realized I had been sketching Harry's face.

My face became bright red as I quickly flipped to a new page. He was all I could think of. All I could be thankful for was that there were only two people that knew about my crush. Jane and Carlos. My two best friends.

As soon as class was over I was rushing to my room, I was done with classes and I wanted to get a head start on my homework and hope a hook wielding pirate wouldn't run into me.

#Harry hook x oc #harry hook #cindy luna charming #descendants fanfiction #harry hook imagine

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sammysreelreviews · 5 years

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Counting Down My Top 10 Netflix Original Tv Shows

Netflix has 593 original tv shows and counting. Yes you read that number correctly but, this also includes shows that are made by other networks but Netflix has the international rights to stream them for example: Peaky Blinders and The End of the F***ing World or shows they’ve saved like Lucifer and You but those won’t be included in this list. I’m always asked “what do you recommend to watch on Netflix” and these are my holy top ten that I know you’ll love. Once again, I’ve decided to make the list solely off of Netflix produced shows so shows they saved like You and shows they share like Peaky Blinders are unfortunately not on this list which is a shame cause I love the fookin Peaky Blinders. These shows are not only amazing they’re all shows I’ve rewatched many times like y’all these are my ELITE ten! I was gonna have this up weeks ago but I dead ass forgot to write/wasn’t feeling well mentally but here it finally is so enjoy my absolute Netflix favorites! Spoiler free!

10. Stranger Things (2016 - )

I mean we all know of the Sci-Fi phenomenon that is Stranger Things. I really wanted to rank this after season 3 came out and I’m not gonna lie I was a tad disappointed. This is a spoiler free post so I won’t give anything away to the people who take forever to binge shit but I felt like this season was dull, too cheesy, expensive but not in a good way, and directionless? Beside season 3, seasons 1 and 2 are immaculate and I hope season 4 is on point this time.

Status of show: Has been renewed for a 4th season

9. Atypical (2017 - )

This comedy about a teenage boy with Autism is one of the funniest and heartwarming shows EVER! Keir Gilchrist is absolutely brilliant in this and it really shows a side of autism we don’t normally see in the media. There’s family drama, lots of laughs, and some tear inducing moments. It’s a show you can binge super quickly so please give it a chance there’s nothing else like it!

Status of show: Renewed for a 3rd season

8. Big Mouth (2017 - )

The vulgar animated show that shows the trials and tribulations of puberty is a show that’s so fucking crazy it works. This is a show you can rewatch multiple times cause I promise you there are some jokes or scenes you’ll miss in the background. The planned parenthood episode is not only hysterical but also so well written its genius (also within the time I took to post this this exact episode was nominated for an Emmy). Nick Kroll, Maya Rudolph, and John Mulaney deserve all the awards for their voice acting.

Status of show: Season 3 should be coming soon

7. Bojack Horseman (2014 - )

Bojack Horseman is not only one of the best animated shows ever created but also one of the most depressing? Don’t get me wrong Bojack is indeed a comedy and it is HYSTERICAL but once you dig into Bojack’s past and really get to know him it makes you self aware in a way. I don’t like when my cartoons get sentimental but Bojack talks about mental health and if you know me I am all about checking your mental health.

Status of show: Renewed for a 6th season

6. Dear White People (2017 - )

The show based off the film of the same name about black kids in a mostly white elite college is very relatable, funny, and informative. Dear White People has drama, great conversation starters, and tons of laughs. Coming from a black girl in a mostly white area and going to private mostly white schools my whole life this show is like everything I could ever say. The writing is impeccable and is one of Netflix’s highest rated shows on Rotten Tomatoes.

Status of show: Season 3 is currently streaming on Netflix

5. Quicksand (2019 - )

This is a show I have literally BEGGED people to watch cause it’s just so well fucking done! I’m not gonna repeat myself and go on again but I will tell you the plot. Quicksand is about a girl who is the only one left standing after a school shooting happens in her classroom. The question is what the hell happened? The show then goes on to flashback on the events that happened before the shooting. This is a Netflix international show from Sweden and the acting is phenomenal, the story is powerful, and as chilling as it is you’ll wanna watch it again so um, FUCKING WATCH IT.

Status of show: Sadly unknown

4. Dark (2017 - )

It’s exhausting how many times I’ve told people to watch this sci-fi masterpiece but here I am again begging y’all to watch it. Dark is about a small German town where two boys go missing and what happens next no one could’ve prepared for. This is a show that’s so well written it’s scary like you can tell everything was planned out to the T. I just want y’all to know that this is probably the best show on Netflix. It would be number one on this list but the next three shows I’ve probably rewatched one thousand times. Any who, Dark is ending with a third season and it should be out in late 2020 so binge binge binge!

Status of show: Season 3 will be the last season

3. On My Block (2018 - )

The show about a group of high schoolers dealing with love, school, and gang violence is a show I’ve rewatched like way too many times to count. What I love about this show is that the cast is all people of color and while it is funny as hell when it gets deep it really tugs on your heartstrings. The characters are all so easily to fall in love with and I can not wait for season 3! Also the season one finale... whew!

Status of show: Season 3 is currently filming

2. Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt (2015 - 2019)

The quirky show about a woman who was kidnapped in her teens escapes and moves to New York is one of my favorite shows of all time. The references and situations on this show are even more special because sweet Kimmy (Ellie Kenner) only understands things from the 90’s since she was trapped underground for 17 years. The cast also includes Titus Burgess, Jane Krakowski, and Carol Kane. Everyone pulls their own weight on the show but Titus Burgess as Titus is literally one of the best performances I’ve ever seen on television. He should’ve gotten all the awards for his Lemonade episode ALONE! Not only is Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt funny but it deals with sensitive topics like #metoo and immigration in lighthearted ways. It’s repulsive how many times I’ve watched this show but honestly there is not a funnier show on Netflix. Periodt.

Status of show: Ended BUT, I heard there’s going to an interactive episode coming out so that’ll be interesting

1. Narcos (2015 - 2017)

This is now the 5th time I’ve mentioned this show on here. I’ve described it best in my last article here. For the love of Godney Spears please watch this fucking show.

Status of show: Ended BUT they focus on the cartels in Mexico in Narcos: Mexico which stars Diego Luna and is also a Netflix original

#netflix #netflix suggestions #netflix recommendations #atypical #stranger things #quicksand netflix #dark netflix #unbreakable kimmy schmidt #narcos #on my block #dear white people #big mouth #bojack horseman #millie bobby brown #maya rudolph #tina fey #dacre montgomery

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 5 years

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Alright, relate yours OCs or ship to my fav album songs Taylor Swift: Tim McGraw, Cold As You, Picture To Burn, Should’ve Said No Fearless: White Horse, Tell Me Why, Forever & Always Speak Now: Speak Now, Sparks Fly, Back To December, The Story Of Us, Better Than Revenge Red: Red, Treacherous, WANEGBT, The Last Time, All Too Well, I Almost Do 1989: Style, Wildest Dreams, New Romantics Rep: End Game, IDSB, Getaway Car, DWOHT, KOMH Lover: Cruel Summer, The Man, MA&THP, Cornelia Street, London Boy

Tim McGraw: ooof okay this is totally Fallon Parris Jones and Reggie Mantle? Actually their second first time (first time after they said ‘I love you’ and were dating not fwb lmao) was entirely based around this song!!

But when you think "Tim McGraw"/I hope you think my favourite song/The one we danced to all night long/The moon like a spotlight on the lake/When you think happiness/I hope you think "that little black dress"/Think of my head on your chest/And my old faded blue jeans

Cold As You: Aaliya Andrews x Graham Frank

You have a way of coming easily to me/And when you take, you take the very best of me/So I start a fight 'cause I need to feel somethin'/And you do what you want 'cause I'm not what you wanted

You put up the walls and paint them all a shade of gray/And I stood there loving you, and wished them all away/And you come away with a great little story/Of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you

Picture To Burn: ngl also Fallon Parris Jones but Fallon and Sweet Pea! Which I hate because I hate being mean to my beloved son but that’s just how their relationship went?

So watch me strike a match/On all my wasted time/As far as I'm concerned you're/Just another picture to burn/There's no time for tears/I'm just sitting here/Planning my revenge/There's nothing stopping me/From going out with all of your best friends

or worst enemies as the case may be

Should’ve Said No: Roxie Flores x Noah Puckerman

You should've said no, you should've gone home/You should've thought twice before you let it all go/You should've know that word, bout what you did with her/Would get back to me

I can't resist, before you go, tell me this/Was it worth it/Was she worth this

White Horse: Lucy and Alexander Pierce

Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale/I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well/This is a big world, that was a small town/There in my rear view mirror disappearing now

And also Aaliya Andrews x Graham Frank & Delaney Carlyle x Reggie Mantle/Chuck Clayton

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale/I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet/Lead her up the stairwell/This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town/I was a dreamer before you went and let me down/Now it's too late for you/And your white horse, to come around

Tell Me Why: Carmen Rivera x Jackson Whittemore

And I need you like a heartbeat/But you know you got a mean streak/Makes me run for cover when you're around/And here's to you and your temper/Yes, I remember what you said last night/And I know that you see what you're doing to me/Tell me why

Forever & Always: Charlie Dugan x Flash Thompson

And I stare at the phone, he still hasn't called/And then you feel so low you cant feel nothing at all/And you flashback to when he said forever and always

Speak Now: Ooof Jennifer Andrews x FP Jones

This is surely not what you thought it would be/I lose myself in a daydream/Where I stand and say/"Don't say yes, run away now/I'll meet you when you're out/Of the church at the back door/Don't wait or say a single vow/You need to hear me out"/And they said, "speak now"

Sparks Fly: Alexis Argent x Lydia Martin x Scott McCall!!

Drop everything now/Meet me in the pouring rain/Kiss me on the sidewalk/Take away the pain/Cause I see, sparks fly, whenever you smile

ALSO Kit Conrad x Hope Mikaelson

The way you move is like a full on rainstorm/And I'm a house of cards/You're the kind of reckless that should send me running/But I kinda know that I won't get far

Back To December: Angela DeSantos x Veronica Lodge

I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right/And how you held me in your arms that September night/The first time you ever saw me cry/Maybe this is wishful thinking/Probably mindless dreaming/But if we loved again I swear I'd love you right

The Story Of Us: Juliet Capes x Fangs Fogarty

I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us/How we met and the sparks flew instantly/People would say, "they're the lucky ones"/I used to know my place was a spot next to you/Now I'm searching the room for an empty seat/Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on

Better Than Revenge: Amethyst Andrews, wrt Betty and Cheryl

Betty -

I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at honey/You might have him, but haven't you heard/I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at honey/You might have him, but I'll always get the last word

Cheryl -

She looks at life like it's a party and she's on the list/She looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it/I think her ever present frown is a little troubling/And, she thinks I'm psycho/Cause I like to rhyme her name with things, but/Sophistication isn't what you wear, or who you know/Or pushing people down to get you where you wanna go/Oh they didn't teach you that in prep school/So it's up to me/But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity

Red: Ophelia Dane x Ben Hargreeves

Losing him was blue like I'd never known/Missing him was dark grey, all alone/Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met/But loving him was red

Treacherous: Ashley Wilson x Percy Jackson

And I just think you should, think you should know/That nothing safe is worth the drive

WANEGBT: Percy Flowers x Brett Talbot

I remember when we broke up, the first time/Saying, "This is it, I've had enough"/Cause like we hadn't seen each other in a month/When you, said you, needed space (what?)

The Last Time: Carmen Rivera x Lydia Martin

This is the last time I'm asking you this/Put my name at the top of your list/This is the last time I'm asking you why/You break my heart in the blink of an eye

All Too Well: Also Fallon x Sweet Pea ouch

And I know it's long gone and/That magic's not here no more/And I might be okay/But I'm not fine at all

I Almost Do: Luna Hale x Isaac Lahey

I bet/You think I either moved on or hate you/Cause each time you reach out there's no reply/I bet/It never ever occurred to you/That I can't say "Hello" to you/And risk another goodbye

Style: ooh Anastasia Andrews x Jughead Jones

You've got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt/And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt

and also Amethyst Andrews x Sweet Pea

You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye/And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like/And when we go crashing down, we come back every time

Wildest Dreams: Ariel Blossom x Malachai

He's so tall, and handsome as hell/He's so bad but he does it so well/I can see the end as it begins, my one condition is/Say you'll remember me/Standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset babe

and Cathy x Bill x Stan

Say you'll see me again even if it's just in your wildest dreams

New Romantics: Amara Caro & Percy Flowers!!!

Baby, we're the new romantics/Come on, come along with me/Heart break is the national anthem/We sing it proudly/We are too busy dancing/To get knocked off our feet/Baby, we're the new romantics/The best people in life are free

And Arianne Martin!!

Cause, baby, I could build a castle/Out of all the bricks they threw at me/And every day is like a battle/But every night with us is like a dream

End Game: Amethyst Andrews x Sweet Pea 100%

Reputation precedes me, they told you I'm crazy/I swear I don't love the drama, it loves me/And I can't let you go, your hand print's on my soul/It's like your eyes are liquor, it's like your body is gold/You've been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks/So here's the truth from my red lipsI wanna be your endgame

also Stevie Cooper x Joaquin DeSantos

I got issues and chips on both of my shoulders/Reputation precedes me, in rumors I'm knee deep/The truth is it's easier to ignore it, believe me

IDSB: Arianne Martin

I can feel the flames on my skin/Crimson red paint on my lips/If a man talks shit, then I owe him nothing/I don't regret it one bit, 'cause he had it coming

and also Katarina Aliano

They're burning all the witches, even if you aren't one/So light me up

and Amethyst Andrew

I never trust a narcissist/But they love me/So I play 'em like a violin/And I make it look oh so easy

This is how the world works/You gotta leave before you get left

Getaway Car: April King x Diego Hargreeves

It was the best of times, the worst of crimes/I struck a match/And blew your mind, but I didn't mean it/And you didn't see it/The ties were black, the lies were white/And shades of grey in candlelight

Percy Flowers x Scott McCall (x Brett Talbot)

I wanted to leave him/I needed a reason

DWOHT: Amethyst Andrews x Sweet Pea

I’m a mess, but I’m the mess that you wanted

My love had been frozen/Deep blue, but you painted me golden/Oh, and you held me close/Oh, how was I to know

Abigayle Whittemore x Allison Argent x Scott McCall

I could’ve spent forever with your hands in my pockets/Picture of your face in an invisible locket/You said there was nothing in the world that could stop it

Adrienne Argent x Liam Dunbar

I'd kiss you as the lights went out/Swaying as the room burned down/I'd hold you as the water rushes in/If I could dance with you again

KOMH: Amethyst Andrews x Sweet Pea

Is this the end of all the endings?/My broken bones are mending/With all these nights we’re spending/Up on the roof with a school girl crush/Drinking beer out of plastic cups/Say you fancy me, not fancy stuff

I made up my mind, I’m better off being alone

Avalon Le Fay x Jay

And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for/King of my heart, body and soul

Camila Nelson x Steve Harrington

Your love is a secret/I’m hoping, dreaming, dying to keep/Change my priorities/The taste of your lips is my idea of luxury

Cruel Summer: Aaliya Andrews x Jason Blossom

And I snuck in through the garden gate/Every night that summer just to seal my fate

and Amethyst Andrews x Sweet Pea

And I scream, “For whatever it’s worth/I love you, ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?”

The Man: AMETHYST FUCKING ANDREWS YALL

I’d be a fearless leader/I’d be an alpha type

I’m so sick of running as fast as I can/Wondering if I’d get there quicker if I was a man

They’d paint me out to be bad/So, it’s okay that I’m mad

MA&THP: Amethyst Andrews x Sweet Pea

It’s you and me, that’s my whole world/They whisper in the hallway, “She’s a bad, bad girl”

No cameras catch my muffled cries/I counted days, I counted miles/To see you there, to see you there/And now the storm is coming

You know I adore you, I’m crazier for you/Than I was at 16, lost in a film scene

Beverly Mantle & Reggie Mantle

We’re so sad, we paint the town blue/Voted most likely to run away with you

My team is losing, battered and bruising/I see the high fives between the bad guys/Leave with my head hung, you are the only one/Who seems to care

American stories burning before me/I’m feeling helpless, the damsels are depressed

Beverly Mantle x Fangs x Sweet Pea (in Inescapable Secrets)

Waving homecoming queens, marching band playing/I’m lost in the lights/American glory faded before me

Now I’m feeling hopeless, ripped up my prom dress/Running through rose thorns, I saw the scoreboard/And ran for my life

No cameras catch my pageant smile/I counted days, I counted miles/To see you there

It’s you and me, that’s my whole world/They whisper in the hallway, “She’s a bad, bad girl”/The whole school is rolling fake dice/You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes

Cornelia Street: Selena McCall x Derek Hale

And I hope I never lose you, hope it never ends/I’d never walk Cornelia Street again/That’s the kind of heartbreak time could never mend/I’d never walk Cornelia Street again

Adrienne Argent x Liam Dunbar

Windows swung right open, autumn air/Jacket 'round my shoulders is yours

London Boy: Alissara Baratheon x Oberyn Martell

But something happened, I heard him laughing/I saw the dimples first and then I heard the accent/They say home is where the heart is/But that’s not where mine lives

Send me a song and I’ll tell you which OC(s) it fits best

#ask #answered #lizziesxltzmxn #taylor swift #*song association

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dahliawolfe · 5 years

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Luna

Pairings: Derek Hale/Andi Balik (OFC), Stiles/Lydia

“Stiles! Hey, Stiles!”

Stiles stops in his tracks. He knows that voice. But surely, it’s not…

“Andi?” he asks, turning around. He hasn’t seen his cousin in nearly ten years, but there’s no mistaking those dimples.

She hugs him tightly. “How have you been, Little Cousin?” she teases, ruffling is hair. Andi is four years older than him, and she never lets him forget it. Stiles rolls his eyes.

“I’ve been ok. What are you doing here?” Andi shrugs.

“It’s fall break at school, and I had nothing better to do, so I thought I’d come by and pay a visit to my favorite cousin.”

“I’m your only cousin.” Andi’s mom was Stiles’ late mom’s only sister. Andi chuckles.

“Plus, I’m looking for a place to settle down. I’m going to be finishing up my journalism degree soon, and I’ve been thinking about getting out of Denver. It just doesn’t feel like home since…” Stiles knows what she means. Since her mom died. Stiles hadn’t been able to attend the funeral, but his heart had broken for her nonetheless.

“Guys, this is my cousin, Andi. Andi, these are the guys,” Stiles announces later that night as the group gets together. They’re a small pack. They’ve lost too many pack mates. But they were stronger than ever. Scott, Lydia, Peter, Malia, Ethan, Stiles, and Derek. They’d all drifted apart for a while, but they eventually made it back to each other. And back to Beacon Hills.

“Hi, guys. Nice to meet you,” Andi says, giving a lame wave.

“Wait, this is THE Andi?” Scott asks, studying the girl.

“Yes, Scott.”

“There’s no way this beautiful creature is related to you,” Peter purrs, stepping forward. “Peter Hale. Lovely to meet you.” He takes Andi’s hand and kissing the back of it.

“Ummmm…Thanks.” Andi subtly wipes her hands on her jeans.

“I’m Lydia, Stiles’ girlfriend. I must say, I love those boots. We definitely need to go shopping while you’re here.” Andi beams.

“Thanks! I got them at this overstock place in San Diego, actually.” Lydia gasps.

“I’m Ethan.” Andi nods at the quiet guy.

“Nice to meet you, Ethan.”

“I’m Malia. You look nothing like Stiles.” Andi snorts.

“I obviously got all the good genes before this one was born,” she teases, nodding at Stiles.

Derek, as usual, is silent.

“You must be Derek, then. Hi, Andi Balik. Nice to meet you,” she sticks her hand out, and Derek shakes it, giving her a nod and a small smile.

“Nice to meet you. Yeah, I’m Derek. Derek Hale.”

Stiles can’t help but notice that Derek doesn’t take his eyes off of Andi as she settles in between Scott and Lydia. The broody man almost seems enamored with Stiles’ cousin. And Stiles thinks that maybe, just maybe, he can work with that.

“Stiles, why couldn’t we just order in, instead of coming out in this storm just to get tacos?” Lydia complains as they pull into the parking lot of Stiles’ favorite Mexican restaurant.

“Because, you can’t get quality like this with take out,” he replies with a snort, like the answer should be obvious. He helps Andi crawl out of the back seat, and they all begin the trek to the front door of the restaurant. The wind is howling, and lightning is flashing in the sky. It had been raining buckets not five minutes ago.

“I better get some quality salsa and chips for you dragging my ass all the way to the middle of nowhere for…” Andi begins, but she’s cut off by a ear piercing scream. At once, all of the wolves are on alert, and Stiles is creeping closer to the Jeep for his bat.

“What the hell?” Andi hisses.

“Stiles, get Andi and Lydia inside. Scott, Ethan, with me. Peter, Malia, take the back,” Derek instructs.

“Wait! What?! You’re going to investigate?! And you want me to stay with Stiles?! No, I don’t think so!” Andi protests, drawing a long knife out of her boot. Everyone looks at her in confusion and mild concern. She shrugs. “What? I live in the city. I have to protect myself.”

“You’re not coming,” Derek replies, matter-of-factly, turning on his heels and leading the others away. Stiles tries to shepherd Andi into the safety of the building, but she breaks away from him and continues on after Peter and Malia.

“Shit,” Stiles whispers, looking at Lydia, who is giving him a smirk.

“Well, I like her,” the strawberry blonde replies, strutting inside, waiting for Stiles to follow.

Once they’re around the corner, all the wolves drop fangs and claws, preparing to fight whatever is waiting in the woods. The smell of blood is nearly enough to gag them. Something else is tinging the air too. Magic.

“Dammit, I thought we were done with all this,” Scott growls.

“Me too,” Ethan adds. Derek has laser focus. He had moved home because he was tired of running, but maybe he should have stayed away. Maybe settling down wasn’t worth being attacked every week.

Andi smells the blood long before she sees the body. Nonetheless, there it is. Suspended in a tree from wires, like some horrible marionette.

“Holy shit,” she gasps, forcing everyone to turn to face her. She catches a glimpse of their glowing eyes, fangs, claws, and excess fur and stops dead.

“What the fuck?!” she hisses. Because, well, what the fuck?

Derek lets out a low warning growl. “I told you to stay,” he grinds out, stalking towards her.

“Well…I didn’t listen?” Andi replies hesitantly. Derek’s eyes flare red as he steps closer. Unbeknownst to her, Andi’s flash silver in return. Derek draws up short, and shock echoes through the pack.

“Peter, take her back. Stay with her,” Derek orders, turning away.

“Wait, no! I want to know what’s going on!” Derek growls again and turns toward her.

“You will go with Peter. Now!” It’s evident that Andi is straining against every fiber of her being to resist the order. Which is strange. She’s human. Right?

…

“Derek, what the hell?!” Scott demands once Peter and Andi are out of earshot.

“Those eyes, that means…She’s a luna,” Malia states, testing out the theory.

“But she’s human,” Ethan points out. “Right?”

“Yes,” Derek sighs. “She’s human. Yes, she’s a luna. It’s rare. But it happens.”

“It does?” Scott asks, genuinely puzzled.

“Yes. In ancient times, it was much more common. Usually, lunas were the born mates of alphas. That wasn’t always the cases, but there hasn’t been a known human luna in at least 200 years.”

“Dude, how do you know all of this stuff? That’s Stiles’ and Lydia’s thing.”

“My mother used to tell me stories of the brave human lunas that led their packs to victory against other oppressive packs.” The younger pack members look at each other silently for a few moments.

“Back to the problem at hand. The mage is gone. For now. But he’ll be back. Ethan, Malia, track him as far as you can and report back. Scott, call the sheriff. I need to speak to Peter.” With that, the alpha stalks off.

…

“Does John know?!” Andi berates. Stiles stands against the Jeep, his eyes wide at his cousin’s anger.

“Uhhh…Yeah, he…”

“Werewolves, Stiles?!” Andi hisses, instinctively lowering her voice.

“I mean…Yeah, but…”

“Stiles! You…I…Ugh!” she growls, throwing her hands up in agitation. Peter and Lydia are standing to the side, watching the cousins in amusement.

Derek approaches the scene and frowns at Peter, motioning for him to come over. Peter returns the nod and pushes off of his sleek black Audi, stepping toward his nephew.

“She’s…” Derek begins once his uncle reaches him.

“A luna. Yes. Your luna, specifically,” Peter replies with a smirk.

Derek raises an eyebrow, glancing at Andi across the parking lot. She has Stiles against the Jeep, a finger jabbed into his chest.

“But how?” the younger Hale questions.

Peter shrugs. “It happens. Look, lunas are rare. If another pack finds out about her, they could take her. A pack is stronger with a luna. And there are ways to force her into fitting into their pack.” Derek frowns.

“I’m not letting that happen.”

“Well, then I suggest you talk to her. Preferably before she kills poor Stiles.”

Andi looks around the diner. It’s nearly one a.m. and the place is pretty much empty. Except for a few truckers, two tired looking waitresses, and her and Derek. He’s agreed to tell her what was going on, and it was a conversation that she felt like she deserved.

“Andi,” Derek begins, hesitating. He’s not exactly good at sharing his feelings. “I…I assume you know what we are?”

“Yeah. I…I figured it out.”

“Ok, good. Well, there’s something you should know…about you.”

“Me? What are you talking about?”

“There’s a term in umm…or community. Luna. It means, basically a female leader of a pack. Specifically, in your case, a human leader.”

“Wait. Back up. Stiles said you were the alpha. So, that means you’re the leader, right? So, how can I be the leader? And how do you know that I am, anyway? Can you smell it?” She gasps suddenly. “Do I smell weird?”

Derek chuckles. “No, you don’t smell weird. Your eyes. They flashed silver when mine flashed red. Your luna was telling my alpha that she was there. I am the alpha, but well…there’s…”

“Derek, just say it, man. What could be crazier than the night I’ve had already?”

“The luna is the alpha’s mate. Since your eyes responded to mine, that means you’re my born mate.”

“Mate? Like life partner.”

“Yeah, except more…permanent.” Andi takes a deep breath.

“I…uhhh…I see. Well, that’s…interesting.” Derek lets silence settle between them for a few moments before speaking again.

“It…It doesn’t have to be that big of a deal. You’re not going to be forced into anything you don’t want to do. You still have free will.” Andi rubs her temples, leaning back in the pleather booth.

“Can…Can you take me to my hotel? I think I need to sleep on this. I’m not like…rejecting you, or whatever, but I…I just need a little time. Is that ok? Can we maybe meet up for coffee tomorrow or something?”

“Yeah. Sure. Of course. That’s not a problem.” Derek pays for their coffee and leads Andi out to his car.

…

The next morning, Derek walks into the lobby of Andi’s hotel. They had agreed to meet at 9 a.m., and it’s 8:30, so he knows he’s early, but Derek believes in being early. He intends to just lounge in the lobby and wait, but he catches sight of Andi in the hotel gym right off of the lobby, so he decides to go say hello. What he sees when he steps through the frosted glass doors stops him dead in his tracks. Fresh, pink, raised scars stand out against Andi’s pale skin. It’s evident that deep gouges have been made in her flesh, and it angers Derek more than he can describe.

“Andi,” he greets hoarsely. The young woman snaps around, clearly surprised by his presence. Sweat is coating her skin, and her dark hair is stuck in curls to her forehead. Her knuckles are wrapped, and she’s been going one-on-one with the punching bag in the corner of the gym.

“Derek, hey,” she replies, walking over to him.

“What happened?” he motions to her back and sides. Andi frowns.

“The truth is, I was attacked about a year ago. I almost died. That’s why I carry the knife. That’s why I left Denver. There’s nothing there for me anymore. I had to get away. The nightmares, and the paranoia…it was too much. Please, don’t tell Stiles. He worries too much as is.” Derek steps forward, running a gentle fingertip down her side.

“Did they…did they get the guy that did it?”

“I don’t know. Maybe. I quit taking the detective’s calls. It was too much to handle by myself. I didn’t want to know. Ya know? I didn’t want to be told that he was still out there. I would have been terrified more than I already was.” Derek nods. He understands what it’s like to have to look over your shoulder constantly. And more than anyone else, he understands what it’s like to be alone.

“I…You…Are you going to stay here. In Beacon Hills, I mean?” Andi shrugs.

“Maybe. I do have family here. The only family I have left. But I don’t know. I’m a little lost right now. I’m trying to figure out where I’m supposed to be.” Derek steps closer, until he’s only a breath away.

“You have us. The pack. We can be your family. We can protect you. We can care for you. You belong here. You’re our luna, and you’ll always have a place here.” After looking down into Andi’s eyes, Derek leans closer and seals his lips over hers. It’s a slow, gentle kiss, but Andi leans into it. It feels good. It feels right, and Derek doesn’t push her further. He simply gives her one last peck on the lips before cupping the back of her head and placing a feather light kiss on her forehead.

…

“Alright guys, fill us in,” Derek demands as he leads Andi into the pack house later that morning.

“We lost the scent at the edge of town,” Ethan informs, nodding at Andi and accepting one of the doughnuts that she brought to the pack.

“Ohhhh, nice, Luna. Thanks,” Scott says, scooping up a glazed and a powdered doughnut and immediately cramming them in his mouth.

“Any word on who the victim was, Stiles?” Andi asks, propping herself against the kitchen counter.

“Yeah, Dad says he was one of the guys from the commune on the edge of the forest.”

“Excuse me? Commune? You mean cult? Beacon Hills has a cult?” Andi places her half eaten doughnut on the counter and crosses her arms over her chest.

“They’re not a cult,” Stiles protests. Andi glares at him.

“Uh huh. Neither was Jonestown.”

“Andi’s right. It’s suspicious. Scott, you and Malia go and check it out. Malia, keep a lookout for the scent you caught last night. Andi and I are going to the morgue.”

…

“What are these symbols?” Andi questions as she studies the body of the previous night’s victim.

“They look like some sort of rune. Magic stuff,” Derek replies. He doesn’t step any closer to the body because the smell is already too much to handle for him and his sensitive nose.

“Is there anyone who can read these?”

“Funny you should ask. Cuz here I am,” Lydia states, coming into the room. She walks over to the body, covering her nose as she leans down to inspect the symbols. “Definitely magical symbols. I’ve seen this before. I think these are Druidic runes. Deaton could tell you more. But some of these symbols mean ‘to rise’ or ‘ascend’. Maybe someone was looking for a power boost?”

“So, here’s a theory,” Andi begins, standing upright and walking away from the body, tossing her latex gloves in the trash. “What if the mage is part of the commune and was friends with this guy? This poor dude has some healed runes on his lower back that definitely didn’t come from last night. Maybe the mage used his friend here to gain more power, and then as a final boost, killed him in a ceremony of some sort?” Derek nods.

“It’s not the craziest theory that I’ve heard. Lydia, get with Deaton and see if we can’t come up with a binding spell to eliminate his powers so we can take him down.”

“Got it, Boss.”

…

Andi and Derek are exiting the morgue when the alpha’s phone rings. “Hello,” he greets, wrangling his keys out of his pocket. “That’s great, Scott. Hold on to him until we get to you. Lydia is working on a binding spell. We’ll take him out tonight.” With that, he hangs up and looks at Andi. “They found the mage on the commune. Scott and Malia are going to sit on him until we can take him down.”

“Well, let’s get to it, then. He’s not going to wait around forever.”

…

“Andi, Lydia, fall back. Lydia, you work on chanting the spell, Andi, you guard her. When we get him secured, we’ll give him the potion that Deaton sent to strip his powers completely. Then we’ll turn him over to the sheriff,” Derek directs.

“If he survives the spell and potion,” Lydia points out. It was risky. The potion was potent and could very well kill the mage, who turned out to be a lonely middle-aged man. Derek nods.

“Right. If he survives. Andi, you ok with this?” Andi pulls the blade from her boot again.

“I think I’ll be fine, Der.”

…

“By the way this wind is picking up, I’d say they found him,” Andi says to Lydia, who is chanting something in Latin. The wind is blowing fiercely, and the air has become choked with something that Andi has never experienced before. Just then, something whizzes by her head, and it takes her a few seconds to realize that it’s someONE not someTHING. Ethan crashes into the tree at her right.

“Shit,” she hisses, pushing Lydia behind her. Andi stands guard in front of Ethan and Lydia, crouched with her knife at the ready. “Lyds, if you could hurry up, that would be appreciated, Sweetie.”

She can hear Ethan moaning behind her. “How ya doing, Ethan?”

“I’m ok, Luna. I need to go back and…”

“Absolutely not. You will stay behind me.” This time, she feels it as her eyes flash silver.

As sudden as the wind had started up, it dies down. And Andi can breathe again. Lydia is through chanting, and is now smirking at her. Andi smiles. “Good job,” she compliments just as the rest of the pack enters the clearing dragging the mage.

…

“And you just found him? And he confessed to you?” John asks later that night as Andi drops the unconscious mage at the station.

“Yup. That’s the long and short of it.”

“Uh huh. Right. You’ve been spending too much time with Stiles.” With that, the sheriff shakes his head, and walks away, motioning for a deputy to take the suspect to the cells.

…

“That was a pretty damn good night,” Andi sighs, plopping down on the couch by Derek.

“That it was. You were great, by the way. Lydia told me how you took control out there.”

Andi shrugs. “I just did what felt right.” Derek gives her a smile.

“You’re a natural.” They stare at each other for a few moments, smile on both their faces, before Andi gets brave enough to lean in for a kiss. This time, she deepens it, and Derek happily complies. He lifts her to straddle his lap and slides his hands under the hem of her shirt, resting them on her hips.

“Can we…” she asks, pulling away breathlessly.

“Of course, Baby.” Derek hoists her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his hips as he carries her to his room. She nibbles on his neck all the way, causing him to let out deep, low growls. By the time he gently lowers her to the bed, his cock is rock hard against the front of his jeans.

Andi quickly unbuttons her pants, sliding them off of her hips and reaching for her shirt as she watches the muscles in Derek’s bare chest flex as he removes his own clothes.

Derek nudges her thighs upwards with his shoulders, kissing up her legs and bumping his nose against her covered heat. He crooks one finger in the cotton of her panties, pulling them to the side enough for him to snake his tongue into her. Andi hisses, fisting his hair in one hand, the bedsheets in the other.

Andi will proudly admit that she has never loved stubble more because Derek is driving her mad. When he pulls away to grab a condom and position himself at her entrance, she grabs at his shoulders, needing him closer.

“I’m right here, Darling,” he soothes, kissing her knuckles as he slides into her, bottoming out in one smooth motion.

“Derek,” she moans, raising her hips in time with his thrusts. Derek scoops her up so her chest is against his, but his pace doesn’t change. Andi sucks quickly fading marks into his skin and cups the back of his neck, looking up at him. She knows she’s close, and she can only hope that it feels as good for him as it does for her. He snakes a hand between them, flicking her clit gently, drawing her closer to coming undone. Her back bows. She’s so close.

Derek’s eyes flash red. Hers flash silver in return. And their glowing eyes lock for a few seconds before she springs apart, howling his name, her head thrown back, body taut. Derek steadies her through her orgasm, thrusting slowly and steadily. He gentles her with soft kisses to her temple as he chases his own release. Finally, he stills in her, smiling down at her. He lays her gently on the bed, tossing the condom away before laying beside her and pulling her close.

…

“So, I’m gonna be staying for a while. That is, if you’ll have me?” Andi says a few days later when the pack gets together. A chorus of positive affirmations fill the air, and the luna smiles. It looks like she’s found exactly where she belongs.

THE END!

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