#because my mom woke up and was nice to me so I cried because I love her

[torchickentacos]

Ok now it’s 4 am and I just cried over nothing and everything so here’s your reminder to go to sleep before The Horrors set in. Don’t trust bad things after 10 pm regular nights and 12:30 on new years. By 4 am you’re just gonna get stuck in a ‘everyone I love dies and what will happen and also my tummy hurts’ loop which is not fun. It’s like a video game with each hour being a progressively harder, worse level but you’re the boss battle. It’s you. Beat it by going the fuck to sleep, waking up, and realizing all your 4 am problems were ridiculous/not a current issue and kind of funny to be that upset about in retrospect. It’s like watching a drunk girl in a bathroom cry about that time she killed a spider but you’re the drunk friend right now crying over that wolf spider in your basement from six years ago when you could have put it outside. Also sorry anyone seeing this at like 2 pm

[finnsbubblegum]

The Neighbor (Joel Miller X Reader)

Pairing: no-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader

Warnings: fluff, sweet joel, domestic joel, rom-com

Summary (Series): reader as Joel’s neighbor. Joel’s wife left him so Joel asked his neighbor for help in babysitting Sarah. 

Summary: You came across your ex on your morning walks with Joel and baby Sarah. Is Joel just your neighbor or is he your fake husband?

Words count: 2k

A/N: I’m trying to make this as a rom-com, hope you like my new series! This is part 2 of Where It All Starts. I'm happy that many of you liked it so I hope you enjoy the next parts. Love you!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20

It had been a few days since you babysit Sarah and you started to grow fond of her. You tried your best learning about babies and what was good for them. 

"I read that it's good for babies to get early morning walks." You told Joel as you put Sarah to her crib.

"Yeah?" Joel raised his eyebrows.

"Uh-huh. They said it’s a good source of Vitamin D." You stroked the baby’s head adoring her.

"Okay..I'll take her for a walk tomorrow then."

"Can I come? If it's okay with you. Of course." 

"Sure. No problem." 

You woke up earlier that day and got ready. You knocked on your neighbor's door.

"Mornin'." Joel opened the door with Sarah in his arms. 

"Morning." You waved your hand. 

"Come in." Joel invited you inside his house. 

"Hi sweetie, ready for a walk?" You caressed baby Sarah's cheek who was still in Joel’s arms. 

"I need to get the baby stroller ready. Can you hold her for a while?" Joel asked you for help.

"Sure." You opened your arms and took Sarah. 

Joel went to get the baby stroller and got it ready. He placed it beside you and you put Sarah in the stroller. 

"Okay. All done." 

"Let's go." You took the stroller and pushed it. 

"After you." Joel opened the door for you. 

The weather was nice. It was sunny but not too hot. It was the perfect weather to have a morning walk. You were happy you brought up the idea to Joel. 

"I'll do it." Joel slowly moved your hands from the stroller so he could push it. 

The three of you walked around the neighborhood looking like a real newlywed with a newborn baby. You liked the idea of thinking of having a family but deep down in your heart you weren't ready to start a new relationship. Joel probably wasn’t ready too.

"Thank you by the way." Joel suddenly thanked you.

"For what?" You tilted your head and faced him. 

"For this. For carin' about Sarah's health. I didn't even know babies need vitamin Ds from sun and everythin'." He scoffed. He looked like he was guilty of being a bad father. 

"Oh! Well, you're welcome. I'm trying my best to be a good babysitter." You joked. 

"I'm sure you'll be a good mom." He smiled at you. 

"Thank-" You couldn't finish what you wanted to say as you saw someone familiar across you. 

"(y/n)?" A familiar man called your name.

"Chad? You live around here?" You were shocked and startled to tremble because of arising anger inside you.

"No. I-uh- I didn't know you had a baby." He pointed at baby Sarah who was sleeping in the stroller. 

"Do you know this man?" Joel looked at you confused.

"Yeah, he was-uhm-my ex." 

Joel nodded. He opened his mouth wanting to say something but closed it again. 

"What are you doing here?" Your voice was shaky trying not to cry. 

"I was visiting my girlfri-" Chad answered but you cut him.

"You mean the girl you cheated on me with." You scoffed and rolled your eyes. Joel’s eyes widened and he crossed his arms to his chest.

"(y/n), I'm really sor-" You cut him again.

"Save it, Chad. I don't want to hear anything from you again. Let's hope we won't cross paths again." You wanted to yell at him, hit him, slap him but you couldn’t. Not in front of Joel and baby Sarah.

Sarah suddenly cried. You immediately moved to lift her to your chest and pat her back gently. 

"Shh..Shh..I'm here, I'm here sweetie. You want to go home, don't you?" You cooed as you tried using Sarah to get out of the situation. 

"Come on, Joel. Sarah wants to go home.” You put your hand to Joel’s upper arm.

You left your ex without explanation of who Sarah was or who Joel was, on purpose. You didn’t mean to use Joel and Sarah this way but you needed to. You wanted your ex to know that you were doing well without him. You wanted him to believe that you were happily married with a handsome husband and a beautiful baby even though it wasn’t the truth. If you had to be honest, you were still heart broken. You had trust issues with men since you got cheated on twice by the same man.

“You okay?” Joel was concerned because you were quiet the whole way back to Joel’s house.

“Hmm? What did you say?” You got back to reality.

“You okay?” Joel repeated.

“Yeah, yeah. Why am I not okay?” You scoffed trying to play it cool.

“Okay.” Joel was curious about you but he didn’t want to cross the line. 

“So, will you be home as usual?” You took Sarah from the stroller and moved her to the carseat.

“Uhm..I was thinkin’ about eating out for dinner. The three of us. If you want.” Joel’s cheek redden. 

“Of course. That’s a great idea.” 

“I’ll drive you to work today. Then I’ll pick you up at 6?” Joel suggested.

“Sure, thanks.” 

Joel dropped you off at work. He got out of the car just to help you with the baby stuff so he didn’t go inside the cafe to introduce himself because he was late to work. He kissed Sarah’s forehead before he drove away. You waved him goodbye and went inside your cafe.

“Is that the dad?” Your co-worker asked.

“That’s “the neighbor”?” Flo giggled and pushed you teasingly.

“Yep, that’s my neighbor, Joel. Sarah’s dad.” You crossed your arms to your chest.

“Your neighbor is freaking hot.” Flo shook you excitedly.

“I agree.” Your other co-worker added.

“Stop it. You guys.” You shook your head.

“Wonder why the baby’s mom left.” Flo wondered. 

You had told her what you heard the other night when Joel had a fight with his wife. Joel hadn’t told you anything about his wife or what happened. And you had never asked him about it. You knew it was something private and you would wait until he decided to open up to you. Because if you were in the same position, you also needed time to open up. Just like your random meeting with your ex this morning, you weren’t ready to talk about it. And Joel didn’t ask you a thing so you understood why he hadn’t told you about his wife. 

“I’m sure they have a reason.” You replied.

“Has he told you?” Flo asked.

“No. It’s not our business, Flo. Let’s get back to work.” You squeezed her shoulder and got back to work.

It was finally 6PM and you were waiting for Joel to pick you and Sarah up. You checked everything and left the rest to your employees. 10 minutes later Joel’s truck was parked in front of your cafe. He got out of the car and went inside. 

“Hey.” Joel greeted you.

“Hi.” You smiled.

“You haven’t met my friends. Guys, this is Joel. My neighbor.” You introduced him to your employees whom you considered your friends. You widened your eyes telling them to act normal.

“Hi, I’m Joel. Nice to meet you.” He shook their hands one by one. 

“Okay, I’m going now. Don’t forget to lock the door, okay?” You reminded your employees.

“I’ll see you guys later.” Joel took the baby bag and Sarah who was in the car seat. 

You and Joel went inside the car and you could feel that your employees were making heart gestures behind you. You looked back with two fingers pointing to your eyes then to them. You swore to God if Joel saw them, you would kill your employees for making you embarrassed. Thank God they acted normal when Joel and you got in the car facing them. 

“Do you have something you want to eat?” Joel started the car.

“Hmm. Let me think.” You put your hand to your chin.

“How about Mexican?” You suggested.

“I know a place.” Joel nodded and started driving.

You suggested Mexican for dinner so Joel drove you to his regular Mexican place. Joel and you were already comfortable enough with each other so you didn’t feel awkward with him. You two talked about different things but again, not relationship stuff. He didn’t even bring up what happened that morning and you were glad because you weren’t ready to open up.

“Hmm, this is so good. Why didn’t I know about this place?” You mumbled as you munched your empanadas.

“I’m glad it suits your taste.” Joel smiled.

*Sarah cries*

“Oh baby, you’re hungry too, aren’t you?” You cooed.

“Come here, come here.” You lifted Sarah from the car seat and brought her to your chest.

“Can you pass me her bottle from the bag please?” You pointed at the baby bag next to Joel.

“I’ll feed her.” Joel took the bottle and opened his arms for you to move Sarah to him.

“No, no. It’s okay. I’ll feed her. You must be tired from work.” You insisted.

Joel passed you the feeding bottle and you fed baby Sarah. She immediately sucked the bottle and drank the baby formula. 

“How do you know right away?” Joel was amused.

“Know what?” 

“That she’s hungry.” Joel rested his chin on his palm.

“I don’t know. Maybe we’re telepathic?” You shrugged. 

“You’re a natural.” Joel chuckled as he shoved a spoonful of his food.

Your stomach growled and you remembered you needed to eat too. So you put the baby bottle on the table for a second to eat. But when you grabbed your empanadas and just got only one bite, the baby in your arms snuggled her face to your breast. 

“Nuh-uh, Sarah, babygirl, don’t do that. That’s inappropriate.” Joel moved his index finger as a gesture of saying don’t. 

“Oh my God! What’s she doing?” You burst into laughter.

“Ugh-Sarah..baby..” Joel was embarrassed by his daughter’s actions.

“You’re funny, little girl. But, I don’t have any milk in my boobies sweetie.” You caressed her head.

“Here you go.” You put the baby bottle for her to suck.

“I’m sorry.” Joel apologized.

“It’s okay. I wish I could breastfeed her. I’m sorry.” You felt bad for the adorable baby girl in your arms for not being able to be breastfed. 

Joel spaced out for a while. His eyes were glistening with tears while watching her daughter in your arms. You looked at him and your heart broke for him. He was probably thinking about his wife or his daughter who should have had a mother.

“Joel?” You called him and he didn’t answer.

“Joel..” You called his name again.

“Huh?” He looked at you. A tear fell down to his cheeks and he wiped it hurriedly.

“You okay there?” You were concerned.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m good. You haven’t eaten yet. Let me help you.” He offered to feed you.

“No, no. It’s okay. I can eat later.” You were afraid he could see you blush when he fed you.

“Come on. Don’t want you to get sick.” He insisted and fed you.

You didn’t have a choice. So you opened your mouth and let him feed you. You were blushing. You hoped he didn’t realize your cheeks redden because of him. 

“Thank you.” You chewed as you fed baby Sarah.

Joel helped you eat until you finished feeding Sarah. You felt taken care of even when you had to take care of someone’s baby. You had never felt this way towards a man. Maybe..Maybe Joel was different. Different from your ex. Maybe he was a good guy. 

“Check, please.” Joel raised his hand to call the waitress. 

The waitress came to your table and gave you the check. Joel read the receipt and took out his wallet.

“I’ve been looking at the three of you and I wanted to say that you’re a really cute family. You two made a really beautiful baby.” The waitress said as she smiled at the baby. She was a bit older, in her 50s maybe.

“Oh! I’m not his wife. We’re neighbors.” You chuckled.

“Thank you.” Joel didn’t say anything but only a thank you. He gave the money to the waitress and she left with a shake on her head.

“She’s funny.” You shook your head.

“How much do I owe you?” You took out your purse.

“Oh, no. My treat.” Joel stopped your hand.

“Really?” 

“Yes, it’s nothin’ really. You did a lot for me and Sarah. Don’t worry about it.” 

“Okay. Thank you though. For dinner.” You smiled.

To be continued…

Taglist:

@lovelyygirl8 @skysmiller @moonlightdivine @crocodiile @angie2274 @pulchritudinousrogers @peqchsoup @msecho19 @happinessinthebeing @nyotamalfoy

[ppnuggiex]

Howdy! I saw requests were open, but if not then please do ignore this one!

It's kinda crack? But mostly angst to comfort, essentially something goes wrong in reader's alchemy class and they get hit by an extremely strong spell that makes it seem as if they're dead, but really they're just in a super deep sleep. So once the spell wears off, they wake up right in the middle of their own funeral cuz everyone thought they were dead. Gender neutral pronouns for the reader with riddle, kalim, malleus and floyd as the love interests! In headcanon format as well pretty please!

　　　　　　TWST x gn reader

　　　　『　riddle ,, kalim ,, malleus ,, floyd ,, gender neutral reader    』

　　-> reader gets hit w/ heavy deep sleep spell n characters think theyre dead

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, a bit of angst

　　— this ended up being a little more on the humorous side 😭

- kalim

| • hes so distraught ,, hands on his head as he freaks out and shakes you violently . jamil finds out and facepalms . mr crewel told him nothing was wrong ,, to just give you time but kalim couldnt .

| • he swore you had died ,, and because of that he done held a big fancy funeral . he done invited all the dorms and everything .

| • you woke up when he was in the middle of talking about how you were such a nice and loving partner ,, how he wished you didnt have to die this soon .

| • get this man a tissue bc he starts bawling when you whip that coffin open .

- riddle

| • hes a bit more calmer than kalim in this situation ,, taking care of you whilst you sleep . but he always felt like something was off .

| • that was until one day he went to check up on you ,, your skin was oddly cold and he couldnt feel your breathe or see your chest move when you did breathe .

| • he may or may not have panicked at that point ,, checking your pulse and not feeling anything .

| • riddle thought the spell done killed you then ,, after all you didnt have any sort of resistance to magic so it was a possibility .

| • cue him tending your funeral and trying his best not to start crying in front of all those people .

| • you were his partner ,, his life and joy and now youre gone . or so he thought until you threw that coffin door open and smacked the person speaking right in the face .

| • and standing up in the coffin and falling face first out .

- malleus

| • bro acted the same as kalim . he did not stop to think about checking your pulse or anything . his immediate reaction was that you died . and all the sudden it started to rain very hard .

| • he starts acting like a child who lost his mom ,, panicking and shaking your body as much as he could .

| • then he pulls out some shakespeare typa shit ,, going on about how woe is me ,, my beloved hath died ,, taking from his grip as your soul was dragged away from him .

| • he has a small funeral for you ,, ready to speak for you when a miracle happens .

| • you awaken !! malleus is so shocked he gets a little teary eyed ,, running over and making sure youre okay before getting all baby girl .

| • in the end you walk out carrying him bridal style whilst sebek is fretting over his image .

- floyd

| • he thought this was one of those pranks people do to their pets . where you record yourself pretending to be dead to see what your cat does or something .

| • so he kinda ,, kicked you a few times and is all like ,, wake up shrimpy this isnt funny .

| • then jade has to break the news of the possibility you mightve been struck too harshly by the potion and maybe youre just ,, yknow ,, passed on .

| • floyd refuses to believe it ,, you couldnt have left him . you wouldnt do that to him . you wouldnt abandon him like that .

| • as much as he hates to admit it ,, he definitely cried a bit that night . he shows up for the funeral ,, still in disbelief youre dead .

| • but boooyy is he whipped when you ended up being asleep . he doesnt care who’s there ,, he runs over and rips you out that coffin so fast .

| • blames you for worrying and leaving him ,, and makes you promise not to do something like that again .

[blue-sadie]

Tears Of Gold

Neteyam Sully x Human Reader

Prt 1. Prt 2

Summary: he didn't realize his feelings till it was to late and he regrets it ever since

Warning: reader death, asshole neteyam

Yn pov

It felt cold and dark even though there was light, even though I was surrounded by navi and friends I felt desolate, even though I was with family it didn't feel like home nothing ever did.

It was never was the same after we moved to the ocean no one was the same, kiri was more distant, neytiri was more angry while jake was more stricked with us while tuk was the same but she missed home, lo'ak followed tsireya around like a lost puppy and neteyam who acted as if we weren't friends to hang out with his new 'friends'.

I was left by my self most days except the ones where kiri felt guilty i was always alone or when I had to help neytiri with a few things but it was a very rare occasion.

"You forgot me again" I murmured to neteyam as he sat down beside me "oh sorry" he sighed out again before it fell into silence "what happened to u-" I whispered but was interrupted by nyx a navi girl who was one of the best fishers they have and the one who had eyes for neteyam "come on neteyam" she called out sweetly gesturing him over and he left without a goodbye or a look.

All I ever did here was sit around because no one wants to teach a 'demon' how to help or work around the village so all I do is sit in the sand making small shell bracelets and necklaces.

I stared into the water as it rose and descended on the shore watching as shells appeared and disappeared due to the moving sand i sat there waiting, waiting for a sign or something to happen i was frozen in a thoughtless daze staring into the water as the sun sunk behind the horizon, the water was illuminated by the glowing plants underneath the surface it was always a sight to see.

I don't know how long I was stuck there till I felt a presences beside me, he cleared his throat for me to acknowledge him "mom is looking for you" he murmured not taking his eyes off of me "she isn't my mom" I muttered but instantly regretted my words neytiri was nothing but nice to me but I could always feel her eyes burning stare into the back of my scull when I wasn't looking or the silent mutters of 'demon' under her breath it made me feel like a freak.

"Whats wrong" neteyam asked settling beside me, I finally broke "I don't belong here nete" I said glancing between him and the water "I never belonged here" I whispered as tears glossed my eyes neteyam listened not making a sound, he was scared because he didn't know what to do he used to and he feels guilty for letting you feel this way "i-i" he tried to speak but didn't know what to say.

"You were the only one who really felt like family now your a stranger too" I cried as the tears slid down my cheeks, he wanted to wipe them away and tell you that he still loves you but he knows that was a lie he used to but doesn't anymore he loves nyx.

"I wanna go home" I sobbed bringing my knees up to my chest " you are home yn" he whispered laying one of his hands onto my shoulder i let out a dry laugh as I shook my head "this isn't my home it never was" my throat was dry and sore "come on yn don't think like that" he rumbled as he moved in front of me taking my head into his hands using his thumbs to wipe my tears away "how about we hang out tomorrow for the whole day" he murmurs staring into my eyes "ok" he smiled as I answered him "Come on let's go" he smiled helping me up.

[Next day]

I woke up and ate some breakfast before going to find neteyam who was up and about i neared the his usual spot when I heard them and stopped dead in my tracts "why do you hang out with that demon nete" nyx asked harshly and my heart ached I was the only one he let call him nete.

"I feel sorry for her I truly do or I'd just leave her in the dust" he laughed dryly my hand quickly covered my mouth covering up a sob I stumbled back knocking over a few buckets causing them to notice me.

Neteyam looked at me with guilt and opened his mouth to speak but I just shook my head before running, running away and not looking back, I ran down the shore far away from the village.

I only stopped when my legs gave out falling to my knees with a thud I roughly wiped my tears trying to stop crying but I just couldn't "why" I cried "why" I whaled loudly.

I sat for awhile slowly coming down and being thankful no one came after me "I thought you were different neteyam" I cried rocking myself trying to calm down was our whole friendship a lie were those things he was saying really true.

"Yn yn" I heard multiple voices calling out to me in the distance but I didn't want to be found so I got up and started moving away from them.

Neteyam pov

"What the hell is wrong with you" dad yelled at me as we searched along the beach for yn "I don't know" I whispered I felt guilty but I don't know it was because I was caught or that I said those things "ma jake look" mom pointed at the faded human foot prints "let's go" dad yelled as we started running down the beach.

Yn pov

I was climbing on the rocks that aligned the shore maneuvering myself carefully not to fall but it was becoming harder with the tide rising making some rocks wet and dangerous.

"Yn" I turned abruptly on a rock and screamed as my foot got caught in a crack I fell over scraping my knees before wracking my head against the rock damaging my mask "fuck fuck fuck" I cursed trying to cover the crack.

"Yn" neteyam yelled as he ran over to me his eyes widening as he saw the crack that was starting to grow bigger and bigger "fuck yn where is your spare" he asked his hands running over my waist and back trying to find my spare "I don't have one" I said trying to stay calm and not breathe to fast.

"Dad dad over here" he called out but I already started feeling light headed and sick "i-i can't neteyam" I murmured He carefully cradled my body against his "I'm so sorry" he whispered as his eyes filled with tears.

I lifted my hand up to his face gently caressing his face "I love you neteyam" I said weakly as my hand began to fall but he caught it with his own and kept it by his face "no don't do this" he yelled but I only heard it as a whisper.

I closed my eyes sucking in my last breathe

"goodbye".

[cowgurrrl]

Sweet Creature

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader (plus platonic Ellie Williams x fem!reader)

Author’s note: holy shit thank you for your ideas this is my favorite. also i put it in the tags of darlin’ i’d wait for you BUT there is a beautiful easter egg in the baby’s first and middle name and the first person to tell me what it is gets a kiss on the mouth

Summary: “Helping one another is part of the religion of our sisterhood.” - Jo March, Little Women aka Ellie rescues you and Joel [1.3k]

Warnings: newborn DRAMA, post-partum anxiety if you squint, Joel being a softie for his daughters

"C'mon, Charlie girl, you've gotta help us out." You mumble as you bounce your crying baby around the room. It's been an hour of her crying nonstop, and you've tried everything. Nursing, changing her diaper, changing her clothes, burping, changing the room's temperature, and playing music. You even went as far as to check her for any injuries that you may have missed. You're not sure what kind of trouble your one-week-old could've gotten into to warrant an injury, but you're exhausted, and it seemed to make sense. 

Joel woke up with her first, as he has done every night since you gave birth, so you had the chance to get some rest. Recovery has been rough for you, and he's already doing so much for you. He and Ellie barely let you get out of bed most days because they want to ensure you take the time to heal. Even though the thought is nice, you wake up and listen when Joel gets up with her every time. It's not that you don't trust him. It's that you're already the world's lightest sleeper, and Joel is deaf in one ear and is rarely aware of just how loud he is. You also don't mind secretly watching as he lays her on his bare chest in the low light of your room, singing to her or explaining what he's doing for her to engage her little brain. He's caught you staring at least twice since she's come home. 

But tonight was different. She woke up crying and was pretty much inconsolable until Joel brought her over to you. She nursed for a minute or two before wrenching away from you and screaming. Since then, you and Joel have been taking turns trying to get her to go back to sleep. It's hard having a newborn with two capable parents. You have no idea how you had a baby as a single mom. 

"D'you wanna try to feed her again?" Joel asks as he stands next to you, disheveled and overwhelmed but trying his best to comfort the both of you. 

"I don't know," you shake your head, your throat starting to feel like sandpaper. You were always the more emotional person in your relationship, but postpartum emotions are nothing compared to your regular ones. "I don't know what's wrong." You cry. Joel touches your back and makes a sympathetic noise as tears fall down your face.

"Let me take her for a little bit so you can sit down, okay?" He suggests as he carefully takes Charlie from you. She chuffs at the transition before going right back to screaming her head off. You sit on the edge of the bed and watch as he holds her like a football and hums what sounds like Hank Williams to her. You'd be surprised if she could even hear him over her own crying, and you take a deep breath, racking your brain for what could be wrong. 

"What are you doing to her?" Ellie asks as she walks into the room, rubbing sleep from her eyes. She's wearing one of Joel's shirts and hand-me-down shorts from Maria, and her hair is as messy as Joel's. If you weren't still crying, you think you'd probably laugh. 

"She's just a little fussy. You can go back to bed." Joel says, but she shakes her head and walks over to where he's standing with Charlie. 

"What's going on, bug? Huh?" She asks, crouching to look at Charlie's tired, sad eyes. She may have your eye shape, but she got those heartbreaking brown eyes from Joel. When she cries like this, they look like the saddest puppy dog eyes in the world. "D'you want me to try?" Ellie asks, and Joel shoots you a look.

You've been very intentional about not putting too much pressure on Ellie to help with the baby. She's sixteen, and she shouldn't have to be burdened with that if she doesn't have to be. You told her she could help as much or as little as she wanted, but she took it upon herself to help more often than not. You just didn't want her to wake up for midnight cry sessions or feel like she had to be put in a parenting position. She's still a kid.

"It's worth a shot," Joel says, and you shrug, way too tired to argue with him. He carefully passes Charlie to Ellie, who cradles her close and pushes her hair out of her face. Joel stays nearby in case she decides to hand the baby off, but he doesn't intrude on their moment.

"Hey, it's alright. You let it all out," Ellie says as she sways. Her fingers muss Charlie's hair, and she's quieting down. Not a lot, but enough to see it as crying instead of blood-curdling screaming. "I've got you, sweet girl." Ellie's hand moves to her chest, gently scratching and rubbing little circles into Charlie's onesie, and like magic, she stops crying. She turns her little head toward Ellie and yawns big and long like we kept her up. You sigh in relief and tip your head up to the ceiling as silence fills the room. Your ears are still ringing, and your body hurts, but it's quiet. 

It would be easy to claim that Charlie calmed down because Ellie's wearing one of Joel's worn shirts or that she just finally hit a wall and fell asleep, but you like to think she was just missing her sister. Joel looks between Ellie and Charlie in disbelief, mumbling "shit" under his breath. "What can I say? She loves me." She shrugs, and you quietly laugh as she walks over to the rocking chair in the corner and curls up with Charlie. She snags the yellow blanket one of the older women in town knitted for you off the back of the chair and drapes it around them. You would think they've known each other for centuries. 

Joel is still standing in the middle of the room, his curls a mess on top of his head, as his sleep-deprived brain tries to piece together what happened. He scratches at his stubbly jaw and shakes his head as he thinks. "You don't have to stay up with her. I can put her back in the crib." Joel offers, and you watch her hold on Charlie get a little tighter.

"It's gonna take me a long time to fall asleep. You guys should get some rest. I've got her," Ellie says, a smile pulling at her lips. "Besides, I like hanging out with her." You would cry again if you had the energy, but you don't. Instead, you crawl back into bed and get comfortable. Joel looks to you for confirmation, always looking for your approval as the mother of his child before making any decisions, but you're already half-asleep again.

"If she's volunteering, I'm not gonna stop her," you mumble into your pillow. "Just don't fall asleep."

"Sir, yes, sir," Ellie says. They may have stayed up talking. You're not sure, but when you wake up, Ellie is between you and Joel in bed, and Charlie is in her crib. She's tucked under the arm Joel is using to hold your waist as he sleeps, and her hand is on his chest. He's snoring lightly as he holds you both, perfectly content to cuddle with his girls in bed. You smile and kiss each of their heads before falling asleep again.

You vaguely remember fearing how the new baby would affect Joel and Ellie's relationship and worrying if Ellie and the baby would get along. You don't know exactly why Charlie was crying last night or why she calmed down so fast once Ellie had her, and you don't need to. 

Sometimes a girl just needs her sister. 

Sometimes a father just needs to baby his sixteen-year-old a little longer.

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[renecdote]

I and love and you

Set post In Another Life so y'know. Spoilers ahead.

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The first SOS text comes two days after Buck is released from the hospital: help they’re driving me crazy. Eddie squints at it, waiting for more, and when it doesn’t come, he skips replying and hits call.

“Hey,” Buck answers, and he’s trying so hard to sound upbeat, but Eddie knows him well enough to hear the cracks.

“Hey,” he echoes, and it comes out softer than he means it to. “Your parents?”

The snick of a door closing—the balcony, Eddie guesses—and the scrape of a chair before Buck says, “Ugh. My parents.”

Eddie pours himself a fresh cup of coffee, then pulls out his own chair, making himself comfortable at the kitchen table while they talk.

“It was nice,” Buck adds, before Eddie can prompt him. “At first, I mean. They were… concerned, I guess. I mean, I know they were.”

Eddie hums. He thinks this is the part where he’s supposed to say, “of course they were concerned, they’re your parents,” but he doesn’t. They both know he wouldn’t really mean it.

“Buying me a couch is one thing,” Buck goes on, and Eddie gets halfway to wait, what— but he’s already moving on. “But I woke up this morning and mom was rearranging my closet? She said she wanted the clothes to be easier for me to reach, but it’s a closet, Eddie, isn’t the whole point that the clothes are already in reach?”

It’s too easy to picture Buck when he has just woken up, bleary eyed and fluffy haired, squinting against the morning sunlight because he always forgets to close the blinds. Probably pillow creases on his face too, whatever hoodie he wore to bed twisted up around him, one sock lost somewhere down the end of the bed. That little scrunch between his eyebrows that Eddie used to imagine reaching across the pillow to smooth away in those long months of quarantine. That he still imagines smoothing away some mornings, when he gets up and finds Buck still asleep on the couch because he didn’t want to drive home the night before.

“Rearranging your closet does seem a little overkill,” he agrees, probably a beat too late.

“It’s not just that,” Buck complains. “It’s everything. My meds, the food I eat—even when I got up to go to the bathroom earlier, they both tried to help me, like I can’t walk across my own apartment without collapsing or something.”

It’s too easy to picture that too: Buck collapsing. Buck not breathing. Buck’s heart not beating. Eddie swallows, then swallows again, holding his coffee mug tight against a rush of cold that makes him shiver.

“Why don’t I come pick you up?” he offers, and he doesn’t care if it’s selfish. “I’m sure Chris would love to see you when he gets home from school.”

There’s a smile breaking through the tiredness in Buck’s voice when he asks, “Just Chris?”

They used to joke like this. Eddie knows what his line is supposed to be, knows how he’s supposed to carry the joke, but that was before. Before Buck got struck by lightning, before his heart stopped beating, before Eddie cried over his hospital bed while Chris begged him to wake up.

“I’d love to see you too,” he says, and it feels like too much truth and not enough at the same time. It’s I and love and you, but they’re not fit together the way he wants them to be. The way he means them but can’t bring himself to say.

He wonders if Buck hears it anyway, with the way his voice catches before he replies, “I’d love to see you too.”

They stood on top of the fire engine together once, braced against wind and speed as they tried to catch a man hanging from a plane. Eddie still remembers the way the adrenaline tasted, the way they grinned at each other, the way he knew that Buck would catch him if he fell. He could fall now, he thinks, and Buck would catch him. Buck will always catch him.

But not today. Probably not tomorrow either. They still have time.

Eddie stands and pours his mostly untouched coffee down the sink.

“I can be there in twenty,” he says. “You can tell your parents you’ve got a better offer for the afternoon.”

Buck laughs, then groans. “Ouch. Don’t make me laugh.”

“It’s not my fault you think I’m funny,” Eddie answers, and it’s easier this time, to joke the way they always have. To hear Buck breathing on the other end of the line and take his own breath to match.

“I never said you were funny,” Buck protests, but he’s still smiling. Grinning, probably.

Eddie takes a second to close his eyes and picture it—Buck grinning, Buck breathing, Buck alive—then he grabs his keys and heads for the door.

He doesn’t hang up.

Buck doesn’t hang up either, even when he gets too tired to talk.

For the twenty minutes across town, Eddie listens to the sound of his best friend breathing, and the muted sounds of LA traffic in the background, and something else. Something that might be the sound of the wind whistling four stories up, or might be nothing at all.

“I’m here,” he says when he is pulling into a parking spot.

And Buck says, “okay, see you in a minute,” but he still doesn’t hang up the phone until Eddie is knocking on the apartment door. He’s pretty sure that doesn’t mean nothing. He’s pretty sure that, if he asked, it might mean everything.

(I and love and you, fit together in all the ways he wants them to be.)

But not today. Probably not tomorrow either.

They still have time.

[alisonwritesimagines]

Sad Endings, New Beginnings ~Batfamily Imagine~

Summary: Bruce, Alfred, and Dick comfort you after losing Jason to Joker.

Author’s Note: Angsty imagine because I'm in an angsty mood.

Reader’s Pronouns: She/Her

Warnings: mentions of character death, depression, angst, lots of angst, happy ending

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You sat in Jason’s room as you stared blankly at the wall. Your hands clutched onto Jason’s favorite hoodie in your hands as you sat on his bed. Bruce stood by the door frame with Alfred as the two watched you. This was the fifth day in the row that they found you sitting in Jason's old room, staring at nothing. But waiting for him to come back.

“How is she?” Dick asked as he walked over to the two. Bruce called Dick when he noticed that you weren't getting better.

Ever since Bruce told you about Jason’s death, you haven’t been the same. You stayed quiet and coped up in Jason’s room ever since the news. You cried every night, hoping for some kind of miracle that would bring him back to you.

“Not so well. Why don’t you go talk to her?” Bruce tells him. Dick nodded before walking inside the room. 

“Hey mom. It’s me. Dick.”

You looked over at your oldest before wrapping your arms around his neck. You sobbed silently in his shoulder as he hugged you back.

“Stay for a while, Dick. Please,” you asked.

“Of course mom. Are you hungry? Alfred's making your favorite food. I'll sit next to you if you'd like at dinner," Dick offered.

"Okay," you whispered softly.

Bruce sat across the table as he watched Dick talk to you. You stayed quiet but at least you were finally eating a full meal. Alfred had joined them as well to make sure you ate.

"I need to go patrolling but we can have a mother and son day soon if you like," Dick offered.

"That sounds nice," you nodded.

That night, you fell asleep on Jason’s bed. Bruce walked into the room before picking you up from the bed. You woke up quickly in a panic as you looked around.

“Jason!?” You called out.

“Darling, it’s me. It’s me,” Bruce tells you. You looked around at the dark room before crying again.

“I miss him so much,” you cried.

“I know. I know,” Bruce said as he carried you back to your room.

You cuddled close to Jason’s hoodie as you lay in bed. Bruce lay next to you, holding you in his arms. You had fallen back to sleep quickly due to your crying. 

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” Bruce said as he held you tighter. 

For the next few weeks, Dick and Alfred were doing their best to help distract you from the pain again. Alfred had made you a healthy breakfast while Dick talked to you about the plans he had today with you. 

“We’re gonna have fun together mom. I promise,” Dick tells you.

“I’m looking forward to it,” you tell him. 

Dick took you over to a carnival that was in town. After going on a few rides and having some junk food, Dick decided to try to win you a stuffed toy that was on a game booth.

“I enjoyed this. Thank you Dick,” you smiled softly at your son.

“You know I’m here for you mom. I’ll come visit more. I promise,” Dick tells you.

“Thank you sweetie. Let’s go home now. I’m feeling tired,” you tell him.

“Okay. Yeah. Let’s go.”

When the two of you got home, you found Bruce over in the Batcave. You walked over to him as he stared at Jason’s Robin costume. 

“Did you have a good time with Dick?” Bruce asked, not looking over at you.

Bruce knew that Jason's death was his fault. If he had been more careful, more protective, Jason's death would have never happened.

“I did. Bruce, I can’t handle any more heartbreak. Can you promise me something?” You asked him. Bruce looked over at you as you got closer.

“Of course.”

“Please protect any other child we may have with everything you have. I can’t bare to lose another one,” you tell him. 

“I promise,” Bruce said as he kissed your head. He wrapped his arms around you before holding you closer to him.

“I’ll do better for not only us but for any more children we may have,” Bruce tells you.

"It hurts so much," you sobbed a little.

"I know. I know."

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It had been a couple of months but you were slowly getting back to your normal self. Your smile came back a little more but you still missed your son's presence around.

"Miss Y/n. Master Bruce has come back. He is requesting to see you," Alfred said as he found you in the living room.

"Okay."

You headed down to the Batcave where you saw Bruce with a young tween standing next to him. You looked over at the tween before looking over at your husband.

"Who's this?" You asked.

"You're Y/n Wayne! Or formally, Y/n L/n. You're Bruce's wife huh? You're prettier in person you know," the tween said happily.

"This is Tim Drake. He wants to become the new Robin," Bruce explained to you. You looked down at Tim with a small smile.

"Are you sure you want to become Robin?"

"Yeah. Bruce looks like he needs the help," Tim tells you. You let out a small laugh before nodding in agreement.

"He needs the help doesn't he?" You agreed. Bruce smiled softly at you.

"Why don't you help show Tim around the manor and I'll join you both for dinner soon?" Bruce offered.

"Okay. Come on Tim. Tell me about yourself," you tell him as you walked him out of the Batcave.

[cubicle-eyes]

How I think the characters on my write list (+a few) would react to you falling asleep on them! (HCs)

This post is a semi-filler. I'm taking a break from my Eddie fic to work on this because my motivation is going DOWN. Rest assured at least two new fics ( not including this one) are coming very soon!

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Steve Harrington

- He is stiff as a board.

- He does everything in his power to gently lay you down (if possible) without waking you up.

- He has so many photos of you when you're in deep sleep

- even one where he put yourfinger up your nose

- Dustin liked that one.

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Billy Hargrove

- He is also very still.

- He quite likes it, actually

- You're like a weighted blanket to him

- He's not to worried about waking you up

- but he's always sad when you do because he loves you lying on him.

- He has a photo of you asleep in your dinner. Deffo.

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Jason Carver

- shoves you to the floor.

- jkjk

- no, he does slide you away though

- it makes him uncomfortable when someone is sleeping on him, so dont be upset if you wake up to him sneaking away

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Eddie Munson

- He is also probably asleep

- you not awake = boring

- so, his solution is to sleep too.

- on the rare occasion he isn't sleeping, he often is holding your back/waist

- If he starts getting sore he pinches the end of your nose to wake you up, and always apologizes for doing so but never stops.

- He has a video recording of you sleepwalking and singing to "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go" while you sweep the couch. You woke up because of how hard he was laughing.

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Chrissy Cunningham

- She's always suprised, though it happens quite often

- Usually she sleeps on you, so it's nice

- Her shoulders are a little bony though, so usually you end up cuddled up in the crook of her neck <3

- she holds you very tightly, but not enough to wake you. Shes honestly worried you'll fall off of her!

- (she puts a variety of hats on your head, if she manages to get up without waking you)

- She has a poloraoid wall, and most of them are you and her together, or you sleeping with a bunch of hats stacked on your head

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Jim Hopper

- hahshshaha

- He's the best cuddler EVER

- hes so STRONG and holds you in PLACE!

- he has his arms around you and you'd die if you moved

- he loves affection okay he's just mean about it sometimes

- if he has a coat/flannel/OUTERWEAR he takes it off and lays it on you instead of a blanket

- it's nice because it's warm and smells like him, which is sweet

- Will murder if someone wakes you up. There is no joke here. Eleven was grounded for three days.

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Joyce Byers

- MAMA

- MAMA ILY HOLD ME TOO PLS 🥺🥺🥺

- Mama bear! MAMA BEAR!

- She is the best cuddler on this LIST!!

- She has three kids, she has EXPERIENCE in CUDDLES!

- Massages your scalp while your sleeping and if she pulls away you wake up, which leads to hilarious interactions between her and Will when she needs something.

- " Stop laughing Will. Just hand me the remote."

- "It's literally beside you!"

- "Shhh! Hand the remote to your poor old mom!"

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Dustin Henderson

- hahassddjshs

- when you fall asleep on him he cries.

- not really but he's killed by the pure trust and kind of wants too

- gives you kithes 🥺

- mostly on the top of your head, but the forehead and your cheeks (depending on the way your head is laying) are hotspots too

- its way to quiet when you're asleep so he falls asleep too

- Which leads to the both of you waking up with a huge bright camera flash as his mom cooes at the both of you

- (bottom left drawer of his dresser, there's a collection of photogrpahs where he's put makeup on your face in your sleep. Also includes you sleeping in his hat, you sleeping cuddled up with him, and you literally sleeping face-down on his bed.)

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Mike Wheeler

- Sorry people but you never sleep on him.

- Have you seen him? He's a stick and bony and lanky and ADORABLE but not to sleep on

- to sleep with, however, when you're the first asleep...

- He just likes to rub your arms through your shirt (or not, if you arent wearing one, duh)

- Sleeping together like this is a really intimate thing to him, so he finds it very special to watch you sleep

- his hands are naturally freezing, so he finds clever ways to sneakily twine your fingers together to warm them up

- His most creative way to do so is to put his hands behind your neck.

- you always wake up, laughing and gasping for him to move them, but he keeps them there till they're warm, and then you're both asleep again with your foreheads touching <3

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Nancy Wheeler

- notice me senp-

- Now in my honest opinion..

- She has never had someone fall asleep on her until you

- Always unprepared and silently freaking out as she sits stiff as a board, hands in her lap twitching slightly as she stares at the wall or TV

- usually when you move around she takes the oppurtunity as well, making sure you're both comfy before settling

- Awkward! With! Her! HANDS!!

- Always everywhere! They're constantly moving

- Her feet do it too as she's also a restless sleeper and very fidgety

- always feels bad if it wakes you up

- sometimes its nice, one hand petting your head and the other rubbing your back..

- but sometimes her feet kick your ankles and sometimes it hurts, okay.

- also she sleeps with socks on. Didn't know how to fit this in. But she does.

- ( in preperation for you falling asleep on her on the couch, she has a basket of blankets next to the cushions, and theres water bottles and a secret stash of chips hidden under them >:} )

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Will Byers

- usually doesn't know you're asleep until you stop answering his questions

- and then which he adjusts to hold you and continues talki g to himself.

- sometimes you'll mutter sleepy 'mmm's when he's said something interesting enough, but he shushes you because you're supposed to be asleep

- very good cuddler, but can never fall asleep

- when he gets tired he passes out, yes, but to get tired he'd have to run around the world four times

- well, he'd have to be mentally tired to fall asleep. No matter how sleepy his body is, he can't fall asleep without talking about anything aad everything until the words turn into whispers and then quiet nonsense.

- he has a photobook, and theres a picture of you sleeping so weirdly that it always gets a laugh (peter griffin fall 💀)

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Jonathan Byers

- probably high

- so he just keeps on doing what he's doing.

- he probably asks you stupid questions, regardles  of if you answer or not.

- "would you still love me if i was a worm?"

- "..cutests fuckin... mm.. worm.. "

- "*sobbing*"

- "woah holy shit, jon, you okay-"

- "Im a CuTe WoRm! *more sobbing*"

- honestly I love him so much idk how to write abt him zhshahah

- if he's asleep too he's probably resting his head on yours, arms lazily wrapped around tour neck as you bury your face in his neck and chest, holding his torso.

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Eleven Byers-Hopper

- freaking out verbally

- "Do not laugh at me, Will. They are not dead, right?"

- probably shaking bc sjes so scared that if she accidentally wakes you up you'll be upset with her

- eventually she relaxes, and moves your head (which has undoubtedly fallen to her shoulder) to her lap

- very gentle and sweet

- once she gets even more comfortable, she probably pets your head and baby-talks to you in a one-sided, lovey-dovey conversation.

- "Whos the most adowable S/O? Y/N is. Yeah he is. The best sleeper in the west."

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Max Mayfeild

- literally just wakes you up.

- if you DONT wake up she tries to literally "push your buttons"

- squeeze ur cheeks, poke ur nose, poke ur forehead

- She doesn't want to be trapped all day!

- (she really does though. If you don't get up soon she cuddles right up to fall asleep. Pretend to be asleep long enough and you get to hear Max snore. Loudly.)

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Robin Buckley (f.reader)

- " :0 omg ive been chosen"

- treats you like a cat, puts you where you need to be so youre both comfy

- couch sleeping >>>>

- lies with her back against the couch and your back pressed against her chest, holding you in place so you don't fall and kissing the back of your neck gently and ajdvrkdvej

- Robin's head > Pillow

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Argyle

- bro argyle >>> hottest person alive

- who am I kididng theyre the same person

- anyways (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

- this man doesnt let you sleep whatre you even talking about???? U joking??? hes high you're comin' down with him.

- "...What color is a mirror..?" "Why is pizza round... cut into triangles... and served in a square box?" "Why is it nail polish and not nail paint?" etc etc

- he always falls asleep very quickly. But he also cries really easily when high off his balls. Over everything. He cried yesterday about the color of his shirt. It wasn't yellow enough. He told me himself

- hes the best pillow. Lay on his chest, kiss his face, let him hold ya

- hes very soft and gentle with you at all times, and since most of the time the both of you are high as skyscrapers, it's a bit more wacky but a lot more sentimental.

- lots of "was drunk and fell asleep like this 😤" pictures in the back of the van

- the funniest being the one of argyle standing on the roof of the van with you and attempting to push you onto the hood "long live the king"style, but you were held on tight

- usually jonathan doesn't quite get as high so he taks a lot of pictures

- got off track but oh well lol

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Fred Benson

- He probably has prepared for this moment and lured you into a trap :)

- he had music on softly in the background and blankets and everything all planned out

- once he just gains enough actual courage to ask for cuddles it'll be less odd when he asks you to watch the most boring show on the planet with him

- he kithes your head a lot bc he really loves you, but doesn't voice it a whole lot

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Peter Ballars

- he moves you, despite how much he wants to stay and make sure you sleep well

- he doesn't move you very far. Usually you fall asleep in the rainbow room, so he just puts you in your own room to rest

- he always sneaks and checks on you, though, because you're still as graceful as a dying baby bird and vunreable all alone

- 4/10 not a good rainbow room cuddle buddy

- (alone, however, he's very sweet, apologizing for dumping you in your room all alone. Kisses all around, gives you a shoulder rub, you know, usual guilty boyfriend tendancies. Will always cuddle before he has to go back to his own room. He may be a lil' evil but you're his sweetheart <3 )

EXTRA/BONUS: OBSCUREISH CHARACTERS

Dr. Brenner/Papa (child reader, around 5-6)

-  he isn't quite sure how you ended up so close to him in the rainbow room as he sat and observed the other children, but when he felt the pressure on his upper arm from you, he couldn't help but grinned

- he woke you up gently, offering you a quick nap in your assigned room, and you accepted by yawning and rubbing your eyes, nodding.

- he walked you to your room with an orderly, and tucked you into bed.

- totally down to tell you a story tbh. Just ask.

- the orderly is assigned to wake you up in exactly two hours, so you better get to sleep quick.

- but no matter. Papa is sure to lend you an extra hour if you need it.

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Ted Wheeler 👹 (Holly's fraternal twin)

- he's asleep. He fell asleep first. You were just to scared to change the TV channel and fell asleep too on top of him with your sister.

- (he wakes up first too, and puts you both in bed, making sure you're covered and comfy before heading back to his chair. If you wake up in that time, he'lm tell you both some sort of a story, though it's a "tired dad" version. Usually you're the cool dragon, while Holly's the princess in fantasy stories.

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Karen Wheeler 👹 (also Holly's twin)

- she was suprised, of course, when you appeared across from her on the couch and shoved your way into her lap, cuddling close and instantly falling asleep.

- she lets you sit there for awhile, patting your back, before she brings you to her room to let you nap up there. When Holly gets tired she'll join you, but for now you get the big bed!)

Barb Holland

- havfuubeakdvehx

- Hi barb *waves fingers like an idiot*

- she loves cuddles. There's never a time you ever "accidentally" fall asleep on her. Oh no. Youre her hostage now.

- Smooches. Smoochy poochy bwa bwbajettiwvd

- Push her glasses up her nose while you're barely awake, and then proceed to pass out. She will cry of cuteness. No jokes.

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hope you enjoyed! Also I need to add Barb to my write list 👹

[mynameismckenziemae]

She’s a Fire-Chapter XI

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x OFC/Reader (no use of y/n)

More than desire

(previous chapter here, next chapter here)

Warnings: smut, p in v, dirty talk, orgasm delay, talk of punishment, etc.

“That must be your dad?” Bradley asks on the way down the escalator as he sees the ‘Rowan & Bradley’ sign being held up. As if he doesn’t stick out like a sore thumb with his red hair.

“Yep, that’s him, and oh, Laura’s here too!” You say before running into their arms.

“I missed you guys so much, I thought you had to work today?” You ask Laura as you pull back from their embrace.

“I took the day off, wanted to see you.” She smiles, wiping a tear.

“Dad, Laura, this is Bradley, my boyfriend.” You turn to Bradley, “Bradley, this is my dad, Brian, and my stepmom, Laura.”

“Nice to meet you,” he smiles as he shakes your dad’s hand. Laura pulls him in for a hug, which he returns naturally.

“How was the flight? Are you guys hungry?” Laura asks, wiping another tear. She cried when you filled her in on Bradley’s history on the phone, her heart breaking for him.

“Flight was good, Bradley said the pilot should’ve landed it better but I didn’t notice,” you laugh. “Yes, I’m starving, Bradley?”

“Yeah, I could eat,” he smiles.

They take you to a little diner on the way back to Springs. Your dad asks Bradley a lot of questions about his job and time in the Navy; he was a marine before you came along, choosing to get out when Mom had left. Even though it wasn’t your fault and he assured you that owning the bar was the best job he had, you always felt guilty for it.

Laura sneaks you a smile and squeezes your hand under the table as Bradley takes it in stride, your dad doesn’t realize how intense he can be sometimes, especially when he is discussing something he loves.

Conversation comes easily as they drive you the rest of the way home. Your dad helps Bradley with the suitcases and you fail to stifle your yawn, you’ve been up since 3 AM.

“Why don’t you guys get settled in your old room and take a nap? We’ve got to run to the store in a bit, and Lyss and Jen are bringing Carter over later for an early supper.”

“Oh good! I can’t wait to hold him again. He’s getting so big.” Your stepsister, Alyssa, and her wife, Jen had sweet Carter via surrogate a few months before you left. “A nap does sound good though,” you yawn.

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You show Bradley to your old room. Thankfully your dad and Laura took down the embarrassing posters that littered your walls.

“Your dad doesn’t mind that I stay with you?” He asks as you plop down on the bed.

“No, not at all. He knows we’re adults. I think he’d appreciate it if we keep it down when we fuck though.”

“Jesus Rowan,” he says, his eyes widening.

You laugh and tug him down behind you, between you and the wall. He wraps his arm around you. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”

“Mmm, I know” you smile as you drift off.

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The house is quiet when you wake up a few hours later. Which is good because you’re throbbing between your legs.

Bradley is kissing the back of your neck and you moan quietly as his fingers work you over in the front of your leggings.

“Woke up with your pretty ass pushed up against me. Even in your sleep, you like to torture me.” He murmurs in your ear.

“Please baby, I need you.” You whine, grinding your ass against him.

He pulls your leggings down to your thighs and pulls himself out of his pants, pushing into from behind. “That’s so fucking good,” you sigh, turning your head for a kiss.

He fucks you slowly, drawing a sweet orgasm from you before increasing his pace.

“Ask permission before you cum” you pant, your second orgasm approaching rapidly.

“Fuck, Row. Can I cum? Please?” He grits out, getting close too.

You shake your head and he whines. “No. Not yet. I want 2 more orgasms before you do.”

He nods against the back of your neck, circling your clit faster, pushing you over the edge again. His hips stutter and he chokes out a groan as you flutter around him. “Fuckkkkk, I don’t know if I can, baby. I’m close.”

“Not yet, one more first. You don’t want me to punish you under my dad’s roof, do you?.”

He whimpers, shaking his head but his cock jumps inside you. Oh, he so does.

“Come on Bradley, one more and you can fill me up. It’ll be dripping out of me while we eat, coating my thighs, staining my underwear…”

He slaps a hand over your mouth and fucks into you harder. “You gotta stop talking, I’m too close and your dirty mouth isn’t helping.” He pants.

You let out a guttural moan and clench tightly at the action. He’s so close that your clenching is enough to set him off.

“No no no, not yet,” he groans into your neck, pumping you full of his cum. He circles your bundle of nerves, a little harder and you fall over the edge again too.

You hear the front door open, your dad and Laura are back home.

He pants into the back of your neck. “Does that count? I got you there two more times.” He asks, hopefully, and yet not…he’s curious to see what this punishment entails.

You breathe out a laugh. “I said two more times before you could come. You came before the second one. So no, that doesn’t count.”

He whimpers, but his softening cock gives a twitch. You spot your old wooden hairbrush on your dresser and you know exactly how you’re going to punish him.

He pulls out of you, careful to not stain the sheets and tucks himself back in, and pulls your pants up over your ass after he gives it a pinch.

You turn over and press a kiss to his lips, bringing a hand up to cup his face. “See that hairbrush on my dresser?”

He glances over to it before his eyes meet yours again and nods, not catching on yet.

“It’s going to become well acquainted with your ass the next time the house is just ours, so no one can hear you cry. I think that should get you to listen better. Do you understand me?”

His eyes drift close and a shiver runs through him at your words before he nods. His cock is hard again at your thigh.

“I need to hear you say it. Use your words, Bradley.”

He opens his eyes, glassy with arousal. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?” You prompt.

“Yes, ma’am” he whispers.

You smile and pat his flushed cheek. “Good boy”.

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You clean up in the attached bathroom and head to the kitchen, giving Bradley a few minutes alone to calm down, he doesn’t want to greet everyone with a boner.

Alyssa and Jen come in a few minutes later, Carter wide awake in the carrier. Lyss wraps you a big hug and Jen hands you Carter next, knowing you won’t ask but are dying to hold him.

You feel a presence at your back, “Hey buddy, you got a strong grip for a little guy.” Bradley says when Carter reaches for his finger.

Introductions are done next and you and Bradley are ushered to the living room while your dad and Laura finish up the meal. Jen and Lyss offer to run to the store together for some drinks that were forgotten while they were out, happy to have a few minutes of quiet time.

Bradley can’t keep his eyes off you while you play with Carter, and holds his hands out to take him when he spits up on you.

“I’m gonna run through the shower quick if you don’t mind?” You ask as you hand him over. You would’ve just changed, but it got in your hair too.

“Yeah, we’ll be alright, won’t we big man?” He says, and Carter gives him a gummy smile.

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15 minutes later you pad back into the living room, and your ovaries nearly explode at the sight before you. Bradley’s got Carter tucked into his chest, and is rubbing a finger over his pudgy cheek.

“I hope it’s okay that he fell asleep now. Do you think it’ll mess up his schedule for tonight?” He asks, concerned. So sweet and thoughtful, like always.

“Nah, I think it’s fine.” You say and snap a picture on your phone. “You’re a natural.”

“Yeah? You think so? It’s been a while, I don’t remember the last baby I held.”

“Yeah, Jen and Lyss always talk about how hard it is for them to get him down. I was gone 15 minutes and he’s out.”

He smiles, looking down at him. “He just leaned right up against me, I rubbed his back and he was out like a light.”

Laura cries (again) when she sees Bradley holding him and takes him to lie down in the bedroom so you can all eat. You show Jen and Alyssa the picture you snap and they both coo. Your dad rolls his eyes, muttering “women” to Bradley but gives him a wink.

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Carter sleeps through supper and you’re convinced Alyssa is serious when she asks if Bradley can come over to put him down tonight. “I’m not sure about tonight, but why don’t we watch him for a night before we leave so you guys can have some together?”

They readily agree and say their goodbyes, promising to see you again on Christmas.

Your dad insists on pulling out the VCR to watch some old home videos. Bradley laughs til he cries at how much of a spitfire you were.

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Laura and Brian head off to bed and Bradley reaches under the tree to hand you a gift.

“I know it’s not Christmas, but this one is time-sensitive.” He answers when you give him a questioning look.

You open it and find 2 tickets to the Colorado Avalanche game scheduled tomorrow night on top of a hoodie in your size.

“Oh my God! Bradley! Seriously?!” You squeal.

“Yeah, I couldn’t find your dad, but I did find Laura on Facebook and messaged her to make sure there’s nothing planned for tomorrow night. I had the sweatshirt and tickets sent here so you wouldn’t see it in my suitcase.”

You put the box on the coffee table and proceed to show him how grateful you are.

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You’re up early the next day, letting Bradley sleep while you get ready, taking your time with your hair and makeup and donning your new sweatshirt, jeans, boots, and thick vest.

You make the drive to Denver with your dad’s truck he offered you two for the day and show Bradley some of your favorite things from your old city.

You skate circles around him in the outdoor downtown rink and he dips you for a kiss in front of the Mile High Tree. You break away laughing when he pulls you up and you feel a tap on your shoulder.

“Sorry if this is weird, but I snapped a few pictures of you two in front of the tree if you want me to airdrop them to you?” A sweet older woman tells you.

“Sure, thank you!” You say as you receive them.

“You’re welcome. I remember what it’s like to be young and in love. You two were so cute standing there together, and when he dipped you for a kiss, I just couldn’t not take some” She smiles, squeezing your arm.

“Thank you again, and Merry Christmas!”

You show Bradley the pictures and melt, they are cute.

Your heart skips a beat when his eyes meet yours. “Bradley, I-I love you.”

His face lights up. “I love you too. I have for a while. You’re all I can think about. I love that sweet smile you give me in the mornings before you even open your eyes. I love the way you take care of me. I love the way you ask me questions about my parents and want me to talk about them. I love the way your nose scrunches when you laugh. I just…love everything about you.” He breathes out before bringing his lips to yours.

Tears are streaming but you kiss him back until you’re both breathless. He puts his forehead to yours to catch it. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, Rowan.”

You smile. “Me either.”

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The game is incredible, but Bradley’s reactions are even better.

“That was awesome! They don’t show you the fights on TV, not like that at least.” He says, opening the truck door for you.

You laugh and agree. He holds your hand the entire drive home.

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There’s a note on your bedroom door from Laura when you get back

‘We’re going to see my dad in Boulder tomorrow morning. We should be back around 4. Love you!’

You smile, wishing you could go with but Laura’s dad suffers from dementia and doesn’t remember her most days even, it’s stressful with a lot of people there too.

You look over your shoulder at Bradley. “Looks like we’ll have the house to ourselves tomorrow.”

He stiffens behind you, in more ways than one.

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A/N: I think it’s obvious I have a spanking kink lol. Sorrynotsorry.

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[mazeofyeni]

(🔴) ... [ NOW PLAYING ] RIIZE IN PARIS EPISODE TWO !

( 🤍 ) ... outfit !!

"maddie." she looked up from her phone. "hello." she waved. "i posted a photo to weverse and now I'm talking to briize." she flipped her phone around. "it's antons big head."

the boy glared at her behind the camera. "he's cursing at me with his eyes." she laughed.

"tomorrow is the show , and im excited because i've never been to one before— yeah that's because you were in them." eunseok said.

"maddie has had a interesting life before debuting." she laughed. "i've lived many lives."

they finally got their food , she took a photo, before eating. "it's good." she picked up the camera. "it's steak." she said. "and i potatoes, and carrots but they're purple , i had orange ones but i ate them." she sat the camera up , putting some food on a fork, eat.

"here." she put the vegetable on wonbins plate. "eat these." he smiled. "why." "because they're good." she put some on sohee's plate. "you too."

( next day )

"good morning." she stood on the treadmill. "today , we're working out." she said. "i ate a lot yesterday." she pressed the button, starting off slowly.

"i don't think i ever showed my workout routine — well that's because i don't really have one, i just do what i want." she laughed.

"when i was younger , i had a better routine than i do now, but i don't really follow one anymore." she said. "i'll do this for 5 minutes and then move on." she put her earphones in , pressing the machine to make it go faster.

"okay , that's enough of that." she said. "i don't really lift weights , like really heavy weights, but the little ones i do when i do squats , im not sure what it does , but it works." she said the camera up. "i do 2 sets of 10."

"after that i'll go back to my room, and get ready for the show." she said. "i need to shower forst." she laughed.

"i will throat pu— maddie." she smiled. "ah pretty." sohee said. "thank you." she fixed her hair in the view finder. "it's the bracelet they gave me."

"they gave you a bracelet?" she nodded, holding his hand out. "cute right?" she said.

somehow the topic shifted to when they first came to the company. "my first time dancing with all the dance trainees, i went home and cried." they laughed. "why?"

"because everyone was so good, my mom was so worried when i called sobbing, she was so confused, and when i told her she was like 'yah! you're a dancer, why are you so scared to dance' i was like 'eomma you don't do ballet here , this is a different type of dance."

"but you are a good dancer." anton said. "im not a hiphop dancer, so it was hard , and then i met shotaro, and almost had a breakdown, like i can't make this up, i was like I can't debut with them."

"well at least that's how we met." anton said. "yeah, i was coming out of the room and she was going down the hall sobbing, she hit my shoulder." she cringed. "she was wiping her face , trying to apologize. "alright stop it." they laughed as he mocked her. "this is why i don't cry and, i cried them all out when i was a trainee." she joked.

they made it to the show, doing a few interviews and taking a bunch of pictures before sitting down and watching the show.

"my feet hurt." she stood after the show. "the show was nice and the clothes were pretty." she said. "we're gonna meet pharell now, im nervous."

"we're leaving now , bye bye."

( next day )

"today we're going back to korea." she said. "i had fun in paris, i hope we can come back soon." she held her bag in her hand.

"maddie is half asleep." sungchan said her head resting on his shoulder. "i woke up really early to work out, but I didn't, i couldn't move from my bed." she chuckled. "i'll do it when we get back." she said. "maybe if i don't have jet lag."

"did you have a good time?" she nodded. "it was fun." she said. "i hope we get that chance again." she gave a thumbs up.

"im going back to sleep."

©️MAZEOFYENI

[chronicpain-itsastruggle]

Third surgery of the year went rocky yesterday. I have cried a lot in the last 48 hours. My mom and husband came with me and my mom was able to stay with all the way up to laying down for surgery bc babe had a therapy appointment i wanted him to go to and he agreed. My nurse was so nice and sweet but she tried and failed once to get my IV in. Then the anesthesiologist came in and was a very quiet man. And he sat and picked and prodded at my right hand for about 30 minutes. He tried twice with a lidocaine shot each time before he finally got an iv placed on the inside of my right wrist the third try, also with a lidocaine shot first. I sobbed the whole time. I barely remember walking to the surgery room and laying on the table. Then i woke up holding my moms hand so confused and then in 10/10 pain in my left arm where they took more of my arm out. I screamed and sobbed in pain. I asked Mom “where is Tyler?? Where is babe?!” I didnt even open my eyes i was crying in so much pain. My mom told me they couldnt reach him and i sobbed even harder, terrified. Tyler walked in abt 3 minutes later. His phone wasnt getting calls and he literally sped from home when he saw the voicemail notification. They held my hands as the nurses pushed a bit more pain and anxiety meds and i sobbed in pain. It took a while to get me to Tyler’s truck. I puked twice before i got home, revisiting the apple juice i had tried right after waking up and coming to. Once home i slept a lot on the couch. In and out of consciousness. Tyler stress cleaned our kitchen building our new shelf for our pantry and even selling our dog crate we’ve been needing to sell. So he was very productive awesomely while i was in and out of sleepy town.

Our dog Jupiter, his timing impeccable as always, had diarrhea and pukey all night so we were up every twoish hours having Tyler take him outside again and again. I woke up each time but had to stay on the couch. It was a very rough night.

Today has been the day after surgery and the pain has been so severe. I am staying on top of my pain meds. And thankfully i have been able to eat and drink just fine. The pain is just incredible and severe. We had to take the bandage off and clean it tonight and i sobbed thru the whole thing in agony. Tyler was so patient and gentle with me. I was so brave and its rewrapped and I’m back on the couch calming down while i write this. Im exhausted and it hurts and im so glad i gave myself a month before i go back to work because this is going to be a long recovery.

If anyone is so inclined or wants to: my cashapp and venmo is @ earnham and literally anything will help. I am having to spend so much on medical supplies and dont know when my fmla will actually go thru. Im also going to link my amazon wishlist eventually with a bunch of melanoma gear for this summer but that will be closer to my bday in June bc thats what ima be asking for this year, is help with anything on my wishlist.

This isnt the point of the post i rly just needed to vent my past 48 hours. Thanks for reading if u did.

[doudouneverte]

Don't follow my lead

a/n: i thought about something new...

*not my GIF*

Pairing: Lena Luthor x Daxamite!F!Reader; Mon-El x Sister!Reader; Clark Kent x Female!Reader (platonic); Alex Danvers x Female!Reader(platonic); Lillian Luthor x Female!Reader, mention of Kara Danvers x Female!Reader(platonic)

Summary: you're the sister of Mon-El you leave Daxam when you were little and came on earth before Kara. You met the daughter Luthor who'll become your wife and you two have a daughter. Unfortunaly, she'll be betrayl by a mysterious woman, Rhea, who is your mother.

Types: Angst and Fluff

Note: this fic take place in the season 2 and in this fic Lena already know Kara's secret identity and she's coll wuth that.

Warning: nothing

word count: ~3150

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[Daxam after the explosion of Krypton]

Someone woke you up, and you were confused when you saw the fear in the eyes of your maid. "What's happening?" She didn't have the time to reply when you both heard screams and cries. She took your hand and dragged you out of the castle.

"Ms. Y/n, Krypton exploded, and it is falling on Daxam. I need to make sure you can escape." She found a Kryptonian pod and pushed you in.

"No, Abbie, I don't want to leave you." You started to cry, "Come with me, please." You plead, but she shook her head.

"You're the princess of Daxam, miss. You have to go and survive." She hugged you and apologized, "I'm sorry, Y/N." She was crying as well.

"You can't leave me. I need you, and mom, and dad and my brother" she brushed her thumb on your cheek to calm you down, "and I'm only 5, I'll not survive without you. Please Abbie" you plead again.

"I already put data in it; it'll bring you to a planet called Earth," she kissed your forehead before starting the pod. "Don't forget, miss, you're a princess; act like one," she said as she placed her hand on the window, and you reciprocated: "Good luck, miss Y/N."

You were flying into space without saying anything.The journey should have been quick, but your pod collided with an asteroid, sending you to the phantom zone.You are imprisoned for the next 27 years before miraculously escaping.

[Earth, a town near Metropolis]

When you landed on Earth, Clark was already Superman. He found your pod when you lend and helped you, and because of him, you found a new home in this new world. The (y/l/n)s were good parents; they always wanted a new child, so when the Superman asked for their assistance, they couldn't say no.

The first years were difficult, you missed your family and Abbie too. But fortunately, you were glad to have a new big brother who was a jerk but not a Don Juan and a big sister who was always here when you needed her.

After a few years and many late-night conversations with your sister, Jessy, you decide to live a life that makes you proud. Since this moment, you were not the princess of Daxam; you were just Y/n Y/l/n, daughter of James and Kathryn (Y/l/n), and the little sister of Mike and Jessy. It was all you needed, at least before you went to high school. You met her there; she was stunning and beautiful; you couldn't count how many times you were lost in her green eyes, and her black hair, which contrasted nicely with her pale skin, was also quite nice.Her name: Lena Luthor.

After taking some advice from your friends and your siblings, you asked her out, and she accepted. You started dating one month after your first date, and three years later you married her. With her job at Luthor Corp and your job at Daily Planet, you almost have time to spend together, but you decided to have a child, you carried her, and it was the most beautiful thing in your life after Lena.Her name was Lilly; you thought it was a pretty name, and it was the minimum for your pretty princess.

Time flies, Lex has gone insane just after you and Lilly move to National City. Lois found you a job at Catco where you could work less and spend more time with your daughter. Unfortunately, that means you were not here when Lex tied your wife to a chair in his office and threatened to kill you. She was aware of your past and the fact that you were a daxamite, but she didn't mind; all she cared about was the fact that you adored her and Lilly above all else.

[Present]

It's been a while now since Lena came to Central City, and you will not lie; you were pretty glad. Lilly loves you, but she missed her other mom too. Today you decided to have lunch with your wife, and you brought your daughter. It was a little surprise to Lena, but it was a surprise for you when you knocked and opened the door to find an older woman with your wife. She looked familiar, but you couldn't tell where you saw her.

The little girl didn't hesitate and rushed to her mom to greet her with a hug, and the green-eyed woman picked her up. "Hi little princess, I missed you," she cooed, and you smiled at the interaction. She looked at you and seemed to recall something, so she cleared her throat and came to a halt beside you, kissing you and saying, "Rhea, this is my wife, and Lilly is our daughter."She introduced you. "Y/n, this is Rhea. She asked for my help on a new project." She explained, and you nodded.

You offered your hand at Reah, and she shook it. "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Rhea; I hope she'll not bother you too much," you joked, and your wife punched your shoulder. "You know that doesn't hurt me, honey," you said, and Lena rolled her eyes.

"Mommy, I'm hungry." Lilly said.

"Oh, I think it's my clue to leave." The older brunette said,

"No, you can stay and eat with us." You offered.

"Oh no, I don't want to ruin a mother-daughter moment," she said, and she pocked the cheek of the little girl, who giggled,

"You don't ruin anything, Rhea." Lena said this time,

"Don't worry, there is someone who wait for me too," she said before walking to the door. "I'll see you soon, Lena." The three of you waved your hands, and she left.

"I like her," you said. "I just hope this new project will not take all your time."

The CEO kissed your cheek this time "I promise. Now let's go to eat."

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After your first meeting with Rhea, the woman was always here when you visited L-Corp. It was not really bothering, she was pretty good with your daughter, and Luly seems to like her too. You were waiting for your wife that night, and you were reading a bedtime story to your little princess when she said something that caught your attention: "Mama, Mrs. Rhea, look like you." You stopped reading the story and looked at her,

"What do you mean, princess?" you asked softly,

"Yeah, she looks like you, and she looks like Mike too." You frowned your brows; you hadn't met Mike, Kara's new friend, yet. Lilly and Lena liked to say you had some common point with him, but you didn't know him. "Do you think she's from Da-Dax..." She searched for the right word, and it was cute to look at.

"Daxam, baby girl. And I don't know; I almost forgot everything about it. It's been a while you know." She nodded, "Now it's time to sleep, little princess. Tomorrow we will go to the carnival with mommy," you said, and she was so excited.

You left her bedroom when you were sure she was sleeping. You looked at the time and noticed it was late, and Lena didn't reply to your texts or your calls. You thought for a moment before calling Alex. "Hey Alex," you said when she answered the phone,

"Hey Y/n, it's late. Aren't you supposed to sleep?" She worriedly asked.

You groan "You're such a mom." And she laughed "do you know where is Lena? I tried to call her, but she didn't reply, and she didn't reply to my texts. I'm starting to worry." You admitted and you heard her sighed

"Y/N, we have a problem," she said, and you started to worry about your wife "We think she has been trapped and kidnapped by Mike's mom. But don't worry, Kara is on it."

"Where are you?" A wave of rage begins to wash over you.Alex told you where she was, you called Jessy, and she took Lilly with her for the night before you almost flew to where your friends was. When you reached the older Danvers, she was in front of a portal. She told you Kara was on the other side, and you didn't hesitate to run after her.

On the ship, you found Kara, Mike, Rhea, and an angry Superman. "What the hell?" you yelled, and every gaze was on you. "why Clark look like he's in front of a bad guy?" you asked, and the black-haired Kryptonian walked to you before he was stopped by Kara. You looked at Rhea and said, "You. Where is my wife?" You asked

"What Lena is your wife?" Mon-el said, and you focused on him.

"I saw you somewhere," you said, and some flashes from your childhood started to run in your mind. "Mon-el?" you asked, and you tilted your head. "But how? You were supposed to be dead when Krypton fell on Daxam." You were more than confused. He was about to reply when Rhea attacked you with a dagger made of lead. Thanks to your training with Clark, you successfully dodged it and attacked her back.

"Who are you?" the man  asked you.

"I'm Y/n, princess of Daxam," you said, and the room froze at your confession.

"Wait, Y/n like--" your brother wanted to say something, but Rhea cut him off,

"It's impossible," she said."My daughter died, Krypton took me my daughter," she explained, and now everything makes sense—the familiar look, the fact that Lena and Lilly always say you look like both of them.

"Mother?" you asked, and you didn't trust what you said. All this time, you thought you were the only one who survived. "But how should you be dead, both of you?" you asked, as tears streamed down your cheeks. "Wait, if you're both alive, that's mean father and Abbie too." At your sentence, Rhea was hit by a wave of guilt. Mon-El looked at her and didn't say anything.

She shook her head, and you cried harder. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm really sorry." She kept repeating it as if it would make you stop, but it didn't. And honestly, neither of them could make you feel better. You wanted to yell at them because they didn't protect Abbie, but an alarm stopped you.

"What is this?" you asked, and a guard ran to where you were before stopping and panting,

"My queen, the humans... They sent lead into the atmosphere." he announced, and the three of you widen your eyes

"What?" You said, but you didn't wait for any response before leaving the ship—thankfully, it was on top of the building. When your feet were definitely on the ground, you started to run. You had to find Lilly; she can't be exposed to the lead. Even if she was half human, she would be affected by the lead.

[North Pole, Fortress of Solitude, a few minutes earlier]

After Lena crossed the portal, Luke closed it. "What are you doing?" the young Luthor asked, but her mom didn't look at her.

"We needed to get away, and we did. Now what happens to them? That's not our problem." Lillian said nonchalantly, "But we have another problem." She said, and her daughter tilted her head with confusion, "ThisRhea sent all her army to conquer us, but we can stop her." Her voice was cold and calm, but she was a little worried, even if she didn't let it show. She is attached to Lilly, and she can't imagine what they could do to her.

"And what are your plan?"Lena asked coldly.

"We know they're weak against lead; it's their kryptonite." She took a little box "Lex had planned to use this to diffuse kryptonite in the atmosphere to kill Superman, but if you change it, it could diffuse lead." She informed her,

"And why would I do that?" The CEO scuffed,

"Because we both know you have a reason who is 4 years old and could be in danger if they found her." Lillian said,

"But my wife is a daxamite too." Lena reminded her,

"Yeah, I know, and I have something that could help her not be affected." She said casually, "So?"

Lena examined her mother and the cyborg beside her "deal."She said it quietly but enough to be heard by her mom, who now had a smile on her face.

Only a few minutes later, your genius wife finished the modification and activated the device.

[National City, present]

You knocked on the door of Jessy's apartment, she opened quickly and inspected you before leading you to her sofa. "What happened to you? Where is Lena?" she asked, afraid of your condition.

"Someone diffuses lead in the—" you coughed, "atmosphere," you finished, coughing.

"Wait who? And why?" Your sister asked,

"I don't know, but I need to contact Lena. Lilly will be affected by the lead, and she's the only one who could help us." You declared, Jess wanted to say something, but her phone rang; it was Lena.

"Lena, where are you?... what? Yeah, she's with me ... Right now? Okay, she's with me too, in my apartment... Yeah see you soon." she hangs on and turned to you "it was Lena she's in her way to come here. She'll be here soon. You should rest. I'll bring you water," she said as she walked to the kitchen.

You walked to Jessy's room and opened the door. You saw Lilly. She was sleeping, but suddenly she started to cough and was now awake. You took her in your arms and made your way back to the living room. Jessy came back and gave you both a glass of water. It's been more than twenty years now since you were on earth, so you knew you could stay a little longer, but you were worried for Lilly. Fortunately, Lena didn't make you wait too long.

You heard a knock on the door, and your big sis opened it. She smiled when she saw Lena, but her smile disappeared when she saw the woman behind her. "Oh Lillian, what a surprise." she said coldly, but let them step inside.

When you saw the familiar green eyes you were relieved and then you saw your mother-in-law, you suppressed a caught "Mother-in-law." you greeted her

"Daughter-in-law" She greeted you back, "You seemed more alive the last time I saw you," she joked, and you chuckled,

"Granny Lillian." Lilly greeted her, and the older Luthor's heart almost dropped when she heard the voice of her granddaughter.

"Hey princess, did you catch a cold?" Lena asked when she noticed her daughter's condition.

"No, someone diffused lead in the atmosphere," you replied, and the youngest Luthor coughed against your chest. "Hey, it's okay, Princess," you ran your hand through her hair. "Mommy is here; she'll find a way to help you." you whispered loudly against her temple.

Lena covered her mouth with her hands. It couldn't be real. Her baby girl shouldn't be affected by the lead, she's human too. Lillian noticed and decided to speak, "We have something that could help her." She informed you.

You didn't have to think too long about it, you understood they couldn't save both of you. "Hey princess, do you want to show the gift uncle Mike gave you to your granny?" You asked softly, and she nodded before getting up and walking to her bedroom. You started to walk to the kitchen and made eye contact with your wife. She got the hint and followed you.

"I'm sorry," she barely said between sobs.

"Hey, darling... *cough*... it's okay. You'll help Lilly, and I'm sure you'll find a solution for me after that." You kissed her forehead gently.

"I was not talking about this," she admitted. You didn't say anything; you just studied her eyes.

"It was you?" You asked her, and she nodded. She was crying harder, and you locked her between your arms. She could hear your heartbeats, but they were so ecstatic she couldn't feel safe, "I know why you did that." You whispered, and you ran a hand through her hair, "I'm not angry or anything, Lena. Just promise me you'll do anything to heal Lilly." She gently drew back and locked her gaze on yours.You only saw sadness and fear in her eyes, and it was killing you.

"I promise. But we have to do something for you." She replied, and you smiled softly.

"It's okay, my queen; I'm sure Superman and Supergirl won't mind if I stay in the fortress for a while." You tried to reassure her, or you. You didn't really know, but you can't let her feel bad for something she couldn't control. "I'm okay, Lena, I promise."

Jessy came in the kitchen, and you looked at her. "Lilly is feeling better now." She informed you, and Lena was relieved. You wanted to rush to your baby girl and take her in your arms, but you fell to the ground.

When you awoke, you were in the fortress. You could feel the lead in your lungs, but the pain slowly went away. You looked around and noticed a floating robot."Good morning, Mrs. Y/l/n-Luthor, I'm Kelex," he said.

"Oh, nice to meet you, Kelex." You looked around. "We are in the fortress, right?" you asked.

"That's right. Supergirl brought you here after you collapsed in your sister's apartment," he explained.

"Oh," was all you could say."Do you know where the others are?" you asked.

"They were back in National City. But you can't see them right now." he said, and you looked confused. "The atmosphere is not totally free of lead. You must stay here, safe," he explained.

"Do you know until when?" you asked, a little saddened by the revelation.

"We don't know, but don't worry, I'll let Mrs. Luthor and Kara know you're awake. They could come to see you during your time here." he said, and you nodded.

"Okay, it'll be fun. At least, I hope," you muttered.

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[qcomicsy]

Bruce wayne platonically sleep with both Clark and Diana pass it on.

It started as the three of them were responsible to supervise a very particular thing on a random mission, it went for literally days. They played cards. Gossiped about their coworkers. Had a heart-to-heart (to-heart-to-heart-to-heart-to?). Clark cried a little. Played cards again. Diana cheated except she didn't because she would never, but Bruce was bored and butthurt so he said it anyway and "Clark stop laughing this is a serious matter". They ate whatever the jl freezer had. It tasted horrible. They talked about their family's. Clark is a good father. "Bruce it's going to work it out if you're just open it up-". They fought.

and then made it up because otherwise Clark would get sad. "How long it has been?" "42 hours". They waited in silence. "Bruce you should sleep". "No you won't stay awake a second night in a roll while we sleep. No I don't care how much your ninja training prepared you for that, I also don't care if he's going to do It anyway. Diana which side are you on?" Bruce stayed awake a second night in a roll. Clark woke up in a bad mood. It's nice how they're one of the few people who ever saw Superman in a bad mood. No they will never talk about it out loud. Diana made coffee. "It's not strong Clark. You have the taste buds of a child, don't look at me like that". They waited a couple of more hours. "How long it has been? I'm calling Jon-". Batman and Wonder woman play chess. Clark still is on his phone, he waits patiently as Jon tell him about his day, only giving his input every now and then. When they run out of things to say, Clark tells him to be good to his mother, that he loves them both and he's going to be back soon. He waits Jon to hang up. "Who's winning? Oh he's fine but Lois already went to work,". Batman won 5 times and Wonder Woman won 7. He's sulky about it.

"Let's do a re-mach again Alfred will make cookies".

"Ok".

They made it up for real this time.

"Bruce you should take a nap". "He wont". "I wont". "I know but he should". It's getting cold and didn't they had a warmer? Oh yeah of course it broke, they should really fix that thing. Diana wonders if she's ever going to get used to this type of weather. She misses home, not the one made of concrete, the one she danced with her sisters, she wonders what they're up to- "Oh thanks Clark". The fabric of this cape is really soft. "Thanks-

"my mom made it"

"his mom made it"

Clark glares at Bruce. They laugh. It's night again. "Have I ever told y'all...". "Yes Clark". "Oh". Now it's time to Diana glare at Bruce. "But tell us again". He does.

Diana laughs and in the same breath "When I was a child...". When she finishes Bruce hums "My father he...". "There was this girl...". When they blink it's day and when they blink twice is night again.

This time Bruce is going to sleep. Clark it's not playing. "You look like a mess". "He's right-" Diana adjust Clark's cape in her shoulders. "Even the bravest soldier needs a rest. You'll be no help if you keep going like this". Bruce want's to tell her they're not soldiers, they're a bunch of delusional misfits with too much power on their hands. But there's a curve in Diana's brow and a frown in Clark's lower lip that wisely tells him not to. He's exhausted. "I'm fine". "I won't argue about that". They do.

Bruce sleeps in the fourth night. He refuses to lay down so he just slauches in his chair, grumpy. Clark is not happy about it. Diana is not going to babysit a grown man. He'll sleep however he likes. They whisper. They don't need to have their faces close to eachother, they both have super hearing. But they do it anyway. It's comfy and Clark's shoulder is warm. Bruce might be having a nightmare. Clark reaches to the nape of his neck without thinking, thumb slowly caressing his cheek. "It's what ma uses to do". Present tense. Diana smiles. She does a small nod without taking her head of his shoulder.

They talk. Clark's heart is so big Diana swears she can feel it. They wait. Diana's knowledge transcends time and space and make Clark feels small in a good way. He almost feels like a child again. The world's too big fill with unthinkable wonder. It's when he realizes, he's a boy from a farm listening to a goddess. It doesn't feel as intimidating as it sounds. He misses not being expected to know it all. To do it all.

Bruce is awake but he's pretends he isn't. And Clark is aware but is pretending to not notice. He doesn't ask Clark's to take his hand off him. Nor does it take it himself. So Clark stays there. Diana is talking about art, culture and war and the good and bad of it all. Bruce it's breathing deep and his heart it's calm. The moment seems frozen on time.

It almost felt human.

It happens on the sixth day. Clark and Diana had an arm wrestling context. Clark won five times and Diana won two of it. He's trying not to get up to his head or overthink the possibility of her letting him think he won. Or the fact that with their sleep schedule no outcome would even come close to a honest result. She's not usually the type to lie and let him take the victory like that. "A fair match is a fair match" but she's has done it before. He's pretty sure of it. Batman is stuck in front of his computer, he misses his family. He misses his family but he won't say it. His jaw is clenched, he checks his phone every ten to ten minutes. But he won't say it. So he's keeping himself occupied.

Diana looks at the window and sit on the couch as Clark stretch himself before he sits next to her. Its noon. It's almost over. Bruce let's out a frustrated sight and turns off the computer crossing his arms to himself. He looks at them as Clark finishes stretching and lays his entire weight on Wonder Woman's side. There's few people there are able to handle him like that. And even fewer times where they actually have the time and the freedom to do it, so he's saving every opportunity that he gets. Bruce is staring at them. Clark lays his head on her shoulder. Bruce is staring. She mindlessly circles her arm on his neck resting her hand in his hair and messing his curls with the tip of her fingers. Bruce is staring. Clark looks at her to check if she's seeing it too, but her eyes never leave the unbreakable glass of the window. He looks at Bruce as he rest his head on her shoulder. There's a grown ass man dessed as a bat in the middle of a conference room crossing his arms glaring at an alien made of steal who's resting his head on a demigoddess who's humming a comercial dingle to herself, all of that, because he's to petty to come in and enjoy the moment. Clark wants to laugh about that.

And he does a little.

"You know, you can join too." He humours.

"Hn."

He's still glaring. Clark wonders if he's blinking.

He listen to Diana's heart. It's beating slowly, he's listening because we kinda wants to listen Bruce's, too. But the fact that Diana's heartbeat is matching the strokes in his hair caught him in a surprise. He's about ot say it when Diana goes unprompted.

"For a man who's willing to die for those he love you're sure afraid of showing intimacy."

It sounded like a teasing but her voice is cristal clear. It was obviously directed at Bruce but she's not even looking at him. And Clark want's to laugh because the man in his front it's unshakeable but his mouth twitched.

Clark still wonders if it was or wasn't a tease when she doubles down.

"Scary cat."

Clark chuckles.

Now she's looking at him.

Bruce lays on his back unmovable.

"Didn't know it was a requirement."

"There's a lot you don't know."

"Enlighten me."

"You're smart enough to get it."

Bruce takes a deep breath. The type no one would noticed, well no one but him. He's frustrated and Clark notices. But Bruce always look frustrated, so Clark knows it's not at them. The man eyes exchanged between his and Diana's.

"It's almost over".

"That's good."

"But we will have to stay a little more."

He can hear Wonder woman's other hand scratch the surfice of the couch with short nails something so small that he just silently registers it.

"How long." She's using her Wonder Woman voice. They all have one. All super-heros he means.

Some villains too.

Funny enough not many anti-heros do.

She's not even asking.

"I like this as much as you do."

"I never said I hate it."

"Neither do I."

"But I'm not happy with it." There is, Diana's voice. The tired one, the one he only heard five years into their friendship.

Batman drops the act.

"Me too." He takes of the cowl and passes his both cloves hands over his face and stays there as if he's analysing if he should say it. "I'm going to lose Damian's PTA and Cass's Ballet."

Silence.

"It's the third..." When his hand reaches his mouth he stops himself.

Silence

"So it's 16th." Diana helps.

"19th."

"Three days."

"Yes."

"Here."

"Yes."

"Until it's done."

"Yes."

"Have you warned the others?"

Batman just looks at her.

She doesn't bother to answer.

Silence again.

It's crushing. Clark misses Lois. He doesn't know if Jon has eaten, he called yesterday but no one picked up. They must've been sleeping. Kara promised check in. He misses his wife. He misses his wife and his house and his dog. He hopes Jon is feeding Crypto well because he forgot once, but he hopes Jon's be more aware now even if he's not there to remind him. He's kid is grown. He should send a message. And he should call Kon. But Kara promised check in. But that doesn't really matter because that's not the reason why he should call. And he should call. He won't, but he should. And Clark Kent was supposed to go back to his work after being "sick" four days ago. And-

"I mean it is cozy"

He hears his voice saying, it's the first time he intervene in a while.

Both Di and Bruce smile.

"He wouldn't know." She follows.

And that's enough to Bruce to join in. He sits besides them with the silent over-confidence he always has. But he clearly has no ideia about what to do with his hands. At first he puts on his own thighs, then he tries to rest in the back of the couch behind them, his hand nudges wonder woman's arm so the retreats it. Clark want's to giggle, instead he just take it on his own.

Clark was fourteen when he noticed men aren't supposed to be as affectionate as he was.

There's a akward wait between them. It's not the first time they do it, it probably won't be the last. But he always like to check. So he waits. There's a small squeeze, lighter than a feather and Bruce's weight slowly rests on him.

Clark's hand is too soft for someone made of steal.

They're exhausted. They all are, but they're not supposed to say it. Clark is resting on Diana's shoulder and holdings his hand and Bruce refuses confront what that does to hi heart. It's something too warm, too fuzzy and tender for him to grasp. Men like him aren't supposed to get that.

They sat in silence. Two of the most important beings of the universe and a spoiled brat. It's a joke. But he doesn't feel like laughing. He's not worth it. God knows he's not. But Clark's hand is soft and Diana's voice is crystal clear. So he stays anyway.

Waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Hoping it never does.

Diana's reciting the constellations name's. More to herself than to any of them. She knows the star's first names. He knows the scientific one's. He kinda wants to correct her, just to be a brat. But his eyes are closing and clark is warm.

Bruce wakes up the next day with Clark's cape on his shoulder and no one at his side.

He smells coffee from the kitchen and hears Clark's voice faintly complaining from the hallway.

And he's horrofied.

He's horrofied because that's the comfiest and safest that Bruce has ever slept in his entire life.

And he can't stop thinking about it.

[atsukinakae]

Hi! I wanted to ask if I could request a Luka (miraculous) x ftm reader (he/they). Where reader moves to Paris and becomes the new student in marinettes class. Noone knows that he is trans yet and everyone refers to him as "she". Because of that he gets akumatised but he can change to his normal self while being akumatised. So noone knows the new villain is him because while he is in his akumatised form he looks like a boy, but when he changes back to his normal form he somewhat looks like a girl and acts completely normal. The thing is, he isn't aktually bad or wants to harm people. Hawkmoth told him, that when he steals ladybugs and cat noirs miraculous, Hawkmoth would turn him into a real boy. You can put as much angst and fluff and whatever you want in it if you decide to write it. Sorry if it is confusing. How the story ends is up to you, but maybe a happy ending :). Thank you, and have a nice day!

If your uncomfortable or you want to change the pronouns you can tell me (⁠^⁠^⁠).

The end is kind of a mix of comfort and happy ending

Angst and Fluff | Luka Couffaine x FTM!reader.

d/n:Deadname

Pronoums:He/They

PLEASE READ THIS:Reader is a still in closet and nobody knows he's/they are trans.

Never thought this would happen

It was 8:00AM when the teacher entered in the silent class,"Good morning students"the teacher said,"Good morning", the students said some half asleep and some others trying to not to fall asleep."I know you all aren't fully awake but I want you know that we have a new student"."You can come in".You entered the class looking at the floor,you walked straight were the teacher was and introduce your self,"Hi,i'm d/n".

It hurted you saying your birthname that you never felt like It was yours,but couldn't do anything,you were scared on how would people react.

"You can sit next to Ivan",then a tall boy raised his hand.Even tho it was your first at this new school you were scared because everyone was staring at you like you are some type of alien,but they are just curious.

After school you walked home while listening to music,when you arrived home you found a blue haired boy talking to your mom.

"Hey dear how was your first day of school?"you're mom said with a smile.

"It was good mom"you said looking confused at the blue haired boy.

"Oh I almost forgot,he's Luka Couffaine,my childhood best friend's son

"Luka,she is my daugther *deadname*"

You smiled uncomfortable not knowing what to do, after a few seconds he left because he had things to do.

After eating you went to your bedroom and lay down on your bed.You couldn't stop thinking about Luka,that boy that had you crazy from the second that saw him.

"He's so cute with that smile that is making me go crazy,wait,I just met him today,I can't fall in love with someone without knowing them" That's what you said to yourself.

In the last weeks you everytime you saw Luka he would say hi to you and sometimes even had little conversations.In the class you have been talking with almost everyone except for the blonde girl,Chloe and her friend Sabrina.

But we all know that hapiness isn't forever,one day you woke up without energy and not wanting to talk to anyone.In class you were quiet and your friends were worried about you.In the middle of the class you raised you hand,"Can I go to the bathroom?","Yes,but is everything is okay?",you didn't say anything,you just locked yourself in the bathroom and cried because everyone was refers to you as a girl,even if your not.Cried till you couldn't cry more,on the other side,Hawkmoth was prepared to akumatise his new victim.

A black and purple butterfly flew to you and akumatised you.

"Hello y/n","Who are you and how do you my name?"you said with a shaky voice,"I'm Hawkmoth and I am here to help you","Help me?,How are you going to help me?","I can make you look like a boy but... I want Ladybug and Chat Noir's miraculous".

There was silent for a few seconds,"So... Deal?"

"Deal but I want you to help me with some things because i just arrived a few weeks ago".You said with confidence on yourself.

*Toc Toc* "d/n,are you okay?Do you want to talk?"You hear Marinette worried voice.

You opened the door,without looking at Marinette,"I'm sorry for for worrying y'all,I was not in a good mood" you said while walking out of the bathroom.

It was break time and all you did was eat and listen to your friends.You didn't told anyone about Hawkmoth or that your are the new villain.

"So... Now I am an villain? I mean,they hurt people or try to win against heroes because of they're past.But I just want to be a boy,act and be treated as a boy"You were so deep on your thoughts that you didn't notice Alix talking to you,"Calling d/n to earth",while shaking you from your shoulders.

After that you went back to the class,during class you tried to do a plan in your mind of how to get the miraculous of Ladybug and Chat noir.

After the classes end,you said goodbye to you're friends and went home.

After hoy did all tour tasks, you told you're mom that you we're going for a walk,but that was a lie.

After a few minutes of walking you found a perfect place to active your power,the metro(in Paris the metro are underground).Luckily there wasn't anyone and you transformed,after you looked into the reflect of glass(imagine there was a window or something that could reflect) you saw a boy,you couldn't believe it)

When you came out from you hiding place,you saw that everyone that looked at you got scared, because even though you looked like a boy,you has the aspect of a "villain"

And this was the perfect moment for making some (desastre),the only way to catch ladybug and chat noir's attetion

(Just imagine the fight and all because I don't know how to do this part,sorry)

After a long fight,Ladybug tried to calm you down because she knew that you were innocent and it was all plan yo have the miracles.

Well you actually calmed down a bit.

Chat noir tried to aproach you slowly,in the end he succeded to break the akumatized object and have you back in your normal form.

After Ladybug restored everything,you fell down on your knees and repeting "I couldn't do it","It's over,I won't ever be an actual boy" while sobbing.

Ladybug and Chat noir stared at you with sad and worried eyes,they didn't know what to do or say.Ladybug sat next to you and tried to calm you down by hugging you.

"Little boy,look at me please" said chat noir while wiping away your tears,when he saw your puffy red eyes he got More worried but still tried to act calm for you."We don't know what made you do all of this but just let you know that we are here you anytime you need us"

And with that after a few minutes they dissapeard because their didn't have much time with their costumes on."We gotta go,don't have much time,see ya next time little boy".

After the weekend and all the incident that happened on friday you went back to daily routine,but this time was diferent,Marinette and Alya came to you and once again tried to be friends even after all the times you did never actually spoke too much.But this time you tried to actually be friends with them and tried your best so want be felt left out.

School was over and now you had summer vacations and with your group you went to a near park and the delicious ice cream from the sweet and kind man.Later y'all went to see the beautiful sunset on Luka's ship,"Guys I need to say something"you said while playing with your hands because of the nerves."I- I'm trans,I am boy who is trapped in girls body,and that my name is y/n"

There was a loud silence before everyone hugged,you were surprised because you would have never thought that this will happen.

"It's okay y/n, don't worry,we accept as you truly are","Our sweet and kind boy,we love you and we are proud that you had so much trust on us to tell this"

[blue-sadie]

Tears Of Blood

Neteyam Sully x Human Reader

Prt 1. Prt 2

Summary: neteyam pov of 'tears of gold'

Warning: reader death

Neteyam/3rd person pov

This place was sickening I hate the people I hate the food generally I hate this place all together it made me and my family feel like outcasts and I hated it, Yn be came more distant since we came here and it's partly my fault.

I've been pressured by my dad to hang out with other na'vis and when ever I suggested she come hangout with us they laugh in my face and started speaking bad at her and I guess that I started doing it as well.

"You forgot me again" she murmured I sucked in a breath as I sat next to her "oh sorry" I whispered as it fell into silence ever since the move she's become distant and I don't really blame her I'm being a complete jerk to her.

"What happened to u-" she asked but was interrupted by nyx one of the girls that spoke absolute crap but was kinda the 'leader' of the group.

"Come on neteyam" nyx called but I didn't want to go I sighed heavily as I got up walking away not looking back because of how guilty I'm feeling 'i'll make it up to her...... eventually'.

I hung out with them till eclipse before heading home but yn still wasn't back "neteyam please go find her" mom asked as she prepared dinner.

I nodded and started to head to the shore a bit aways from the village where she likes to collect rocks and shells when I got there she was staring off into the dark horizon the light from the moon and water illuminating her face perfectly

She looked stunning I gently smiled to myself she was perfect but I quickly cleared by throat "mom's look for you" I said watching her closely "she's not my mom" she snapped making my breath hitch.

I quickly moved beside her "what's wrong" I asked my voice filled with concern "I don't belong here neteyam" she murmured as tears started rolling down her cheeks my heart clenching at the sight "i-i" I tried to speak but just didn't know what to say.

"You were really the only one that felt like family now your a stranger to" she cried my heart breaking and burning with sadness "I want to go home" she whaled I froze for a second.

How could see not see that this is her home with me "but you are home" I murmured holding back from wiping her tears I didn't deserve to touch her or hold her.

"It isn't and never was" she spat cradling herself into her knees "don't think like that" I whispered but came up with an idea that could cheer her up "how about we hang out tomorrow the whole day" I smiled "ok".

I chuckled at her "come on mom's made dinner" I murmured helping her help and we quietly chatted as we went back home and having a nice prepared meal before going to bed 'just like old times'.

I woke up to someone shaking me awake "what the hell" I whispered opening my eyes which widened as I saw nyx with a finger to her lips before gesturing me to follow her I quickly looked at yn who was fast asleep.

'I won't be that long' so I quietly got up and followed her "what do you want nyx" I asked as we walked over to the small group of na'vis "nothing special" she grinned "we just wanted to show you something" one of the boys laughed.

"And what is that" I snapped "wow neteyam you really wanna get back to that demon so bad" nyx snorted making the others laugh too "no I don't" I muttered.

"Then why do you hang out with her" she asked scrunching up her nose in disgust "I feel bad for her" my heart ached with each word" I really do or I'll just leave her in the dust".

A clash of buckets made me turn around and my eyes widened it was yn I opened my mouth to speak and explain myself but she just shook her head before running off.

"Surves the little demon right for eavesdropping on us" nyx laughed and I finally lost it "she's not a demon" I shouted making them jump I turned to them with a glare "she is my friend".

"Dam nete chill out" nyx rolled her eyes walking up to me but I pushed her away "no you chill out you bitch" I snapped making the boys push me away from her.

"Aww does little neteyam have a crush on her" one of the boys teased I quickly punched him making him fall and the others quickly scattered because they knew they couldn't face me.

The only one who stayed was nyx I turned to her "and don't ever call me nete again" I snapped before walking away to find yn but I couldn't "sir" I murmured walking up to my dad.

"Yes neteyam" he asked turning to me with a smile but it was quickly wiped away after I explained what happened "where is she" dad murmured his eyes filled with worry and sadness.

"I don't know" I whimpered my heart clenching with each horrible thought that came to mind "neytiri, guys let's go" he called and we started searching "you dumb fuck" lo'ak muttered.

We searched around the village some more before heading to the shore "what the hell is wrong with you" dad muttered "I don't know" it was the truth I really don't know what happened or why I said those things.

"Ma jake look" mom pointed at faded human foot prints "let's go" he said as we started running down the shore and only stopped when it reached a wall of rocks and the foot prints stopped.

"Let's go around" mom said and they went beside them but I stood frozen staring up 'she would climb' I thought and looking for a spot to climb it was quite easy but it hurt your fingers as you held on.

I started climbing rock to rock kinda enjoying myself I looked forward and saw her "yn" I yelled out happy that I found her but I startled her making her fall.

"Fuck fuck fuck" she yelled out and I quickly ran to her side "yn" I asked hurriedly my eyes widening as I saw a crack in her mask that kept getting bigger "fuck yn where's your spare" I muttered my hands ran over her body trying to find her spare one.

"I don't have one" she murmured trying to keep calm "dad over here" I yelled out I felt as if I was gonna be sick "I-I can't neteyam" she whispered as a single tear ran down her face.

"No no please" I pleaded cradling her body in my arms "I'm so sorry" I whispered my voice cracking as I started to cry she shakily lifted up a hand to my face.

"I love you neteyam" my heart finally broke as her hand began to fall but I quickly caught it and brought it back up to my face holding it against my cheek.

"No don't do this I need you" I yelled out rocking her body back and forth "goodbye" she whispered before her mask completely shattered "no" I whaled my body shaking with sadness "please" I cried settling her body down carefully.

"I'm so sorry" I whispered removing the broken mask "I love you to" I murmured before laying a kiss on her lips

"but I fucked up".

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[callsigndragon]

TASTING THE ASHES | Ch. 8: Family ✍️

Wordcount: 1.8k

Warnings: mentions of events in seeing red, mentions of death and murder, mentions of guns, pregnancy stuff, fluffy big bro Jake and a himbo Rooster.

A/N: FINALLY SOME ASH AND ROOSTER INTERACTION WHOOOOO

Important: This story is a sequel of Seeing Red, and there’s a lot of things you’ll miss if you don’t read that series first. Check Seeing Red! Masterlist on pinned.

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You wake up earlier than anyone. Actually, you couldn't sleep. There were too many things in your head, impeding you from falling asleep. 

It was a long day. 

When you woke up that morning, you were alone in the world with your babies. 

When you got into bed last night, you had a father, a brother, and the father of your twins all reunited in the same bar. 

It was a really long day.

"You're up." 

Jake enters the room as you turn around on the kitchen stool you've been sitting on for the past hour. 

"Sorry, I couldn't sleep, and I wanted some milk, but... I didn't want to intrude." You mutter, rubbing your baby bump. 

Jake smiles, opening the fridge and getting the milk. "I make excellent hot chocolate with marshmallows. You want?" 

You smile a bit, nodding. In an instant, he begins making hot chocolate. "I think I'm your big brother now." 

"Never had a brother."

"I never had a sister. Or a family, actually. Until Red came, I was alone. Then I met Mav, Penny and Amelia." He says while taking a mug from the cupboard. 

"But you had parents." You frown when he laughs at your words. "Come on, it can't be that bad. My mom hid who my father was my whole life." 

Jake takes a breath and turns around, looking you dead in the eye. "My father was SJAC's CEO; he murdered my grandpa and my unborn brother; kidnapped my son; pointed a gun to my wife's head while she was pregnant; and my mother tried to kill me when I was a baby." 

You blink, not knowing what to do or say. "...you win." 

"Oh, I know." He chuckles, looking at the inside of the mug. "He's dead now, I can finally live the life I always wanted." 

"Dead?" You feel a cold shiver running down your back. 

"I don't know if I should tell this to a pregnant woman." 

"I'm a wizzo, Jake. I can take it." You protest, rolling your eyes. 

Jake sighs. "Well, we're family now. I don't think we should keep things to ourselves. I'll tell you what happened to my father if you tell me why you didn't tell Rooster you were pregnant." 

"Deal."

"Red killed him to save me."

You freeze, almost certain that Jake can hear the wheels in your head trying to process the information. Red? Your Red? The girl that cried at Disney movies and puppies? That man must have been a fucking nightmare to make her do something like that. You don't really need more information, though. It feels like something she should tell you. 

"I didn't know if I was gonna keep the babies." You admit it; your head is bowed in shame. It's only half the truth, but it's something, at least. "My body, my choice, right?"

"Absolutely. You were alone, pregnant… The father is a guy you've only seen a couple of times. There's no need to be embarrassed." He shrugs, giving you a mug of hot, sweet chocolate with marshmallows. "Careful, it's hot."

"Thank you, Jake." You place your hands around the warm mug, heating your frozen hands.

"So, none of us had a real family until recently. Maybe we can learn what that means. Together." 

“That would be really nice.” You grin, feeling your heart full for the first time in months. You've never had a family of your own. You only had your mom, and while she was the most amazing human ever, loving and caring, sometimes you felt like you were missing things. 

Seeing your brother make you hot chocolate might be one of them. 

He smiles, grabbing another mug. “I’ll make another one before the other pregnant lady comes down here and starts crying because there’s no chocolate for her.” 

You laugh, taking one of the marshmallows out of the mug. “She’s a crier, huh?” 

“I love how different the hormones make her be. It’s like a whole different person. Do you cry?” 

You shake your head. “No, I get angry.” 

“Poor himbo.” 

Before you can ask him who this himbo is, someone rings the doorbell. “Were you expecting anyone?” 

“Mav is supposed to drop by for lunch. Drink the chocolate. I’ll go see who it is.” 

Jake leaves the kitchen, and you, not giving a damn about whoever is on the other side of the door, drink your hot beverage like it's the last thing you’re going to eat in the world. Another thing about pregnancy is that you are always hungry. 

Well, you’re eating for three now. You’re allowed to eat more than normal. 

“Rooster, I’m not letting you inside.” 

“Jake, come on. I need to talk to her!” 

You feel bad for Rooster. Poor guy just woke up one day and discovered that he was going to be a father. And you've been ignoring him ever since because you weren't ready to have this conversation. 

You get up from the chair, pacing around the kitchen while thinking what to do. He did use a condom, he did all he was supposed to do. He was there when you woke up, cuddling with you in his sleep, a content smile adorning his face. He was everything a girl could have asked for in a one night stand. Like everything. Probably one of the best nights of your life but… 

Things were too complicated. He had a light in his eyes that you didn't want to extinguish with your trauma. 

It was better to run away. Avoid the problem. Like it never happened. 

But two small creatures decided to remind you that it did happen. And that you couldn't avoid it forever. 

That you couldn't avoid him forever.

Padding slowly to the main entrance, you see both men arguing. Jake is shaking his head while trying to close the door. Rooster's feet stopping the door. 

"Jake." You mutter, both men freezing at your voice. "Let him in." 

Jake points a finger toward Rooster’s face. "You upset her in any way and I'll kick you out. Is that clear?" 

Rooster nods, clearing his throat. "Absolutely clear." 

The door is open, and Rooster, instead of running inside, stays there, looking at you and your swollen belly. Fear, excitement, and happiness can all be felt in that stare. He's ready to have those babies, even if he doesn't know anything about being a father. 

"Hi," he whispers, moving half a step closer to you, as if he were afraid of you rejecting him again. 

"Hi." You whisper back, rubbing your belly. He follows your hand movement, and you swear you can feel his hand twitching, as if he wanted to be the one doing it. 

"Can we talk?" There's desperation in his words. He's been waiting for hours for you to give him a chance to speak. You nod, moving to the living room, and sit on the big black sofa. 

He sits next to you, leaving space between your bodies so you don't feel overwhelmed. You want to smile at his cute actions. "First of all… I'm sorry that you're pregnant. And correct me if I'm wrong, but we use a condom, right?" 

You snort, understanding why that's his first concern. "Yeah, we did."

"Then I don't get it." 

"Rooster, condoms are effective 98% of the time." He opens his eyes widely, looking at you without blinking. "Wait, you didn’t know that?" 

"No? They should put that on the box!" He protests, running a hand through his hair. 

"It's in the box." 

He stares at you for a second. "Well, then I'm an idiot. But anyway, I wanted to tell you that I'll be there every step of the way. Doctor appointments, taking care of you when you're too big, baby proofing the apartment…"

You smile at his sweet words. He'll be a good father. 

"...even though that will be something to worry about after we get married." 

You turn your head so fast in his direction that you think you've pulled a muscle. "Wait, married?"

He nods, as if getting married were the most natural thing in the world. "Yeah, we should get married. We're going to have babies. It's the right thing to do." 

"Yeah, when you're in love! But we're not in love, Rooster. We barely know each other." 

"Well, we can get to know each other along the way!" He insists. "Look, being a single mom is hard with a baby, but you're gonna have two. You need help, sweetheart."

You glare at him, eyebrows raised. "I'm more than capable of raising two kids on my own. And I'm not alone, I have a family now." 

"I'm part of that family, Ash. Mav is my godfather." 

You groan, covering your face. "Look, Rooster, and now that I keep calling you that because I don't even know your name." 

"It's Bradley." 

"Bradley…Bradshaw?"

"80s were a bad era to have a baby." 

"It's like… Matt Murdock and Peter Parker. Are you a superhero?" You chuckle, covering your mouth. 

Bradley’s body relaxes, chuckling too, and you feel bad for him again. He didn’t ask for this, you were the one who decided to keep the babies, and now he's offering his help the only way he knows how. 

"Sorry, Ash. When my dad got my mom pregnant, they married. I thought I should do the same." He explains, scratching his bearded jaw. He looks better with a beard than with a mustache. 

"It was a different time, Bradley. Things are different. We can raise the kids together without being married." 

"Still… I want you to come live with me until the babies are born. Well, maybe after that. After they're born, one of them will cry and wake up the other, and you can only carry one baby at a time. You'll need help for a while." 

You nod, agreeing with his words. You can't do everything alone. At least, until the babies are a bit older. 

"Do you know… the gender?" 

"Not yet. We can find out on the next appointment." You tell him, grabbing his hand. 

"We?"

"You said you were coming with me to every appointment, right? Are you having cold feet?" 

"NO NO, OBVIOUSLY NO!" He speaks a bit louder than you expect, and as if they have recognized him, one of the babies starts kicking your belly. 

"Oh my god." 

"What, what? Are you okay?" You press his hand against your belly, his warm hand giving you chills. "What do you want me to-"

His mouth forms a silent "o" and glistening eyes glare at you. "They're moving." 

"I think they know who you are." 

Bradley kneels in front of you, both hands on you, pressing his forehead against your round belly. "Hey, babies. It's me, dad. I'm sorry I haven't been here before. But I won't go anywhere now." 

You chuckle at the view, knowing that these babies are being surrounded by love before they're even born.