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[thatonepersonwhocantwrite]

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Platonic May castellan x Gender neutral friend reader

Platonic yandere show version Luke castellan x parental figure reader

Platonic yandere camp half blood x Gender neutral reader

Y/n/n= you're nickname

Idk if I like this one...but spent way to much time writing it

TRIGGER WARNINGS swearing, implied kidnapping, accidental injuries, dark themes

The Castellan's had always been close with your family. You and May had been close from a young age. Although May claimed she sometimes saw things..... " I don't know of you should trust someone who claims to be a God sounds delusional and uptight. " You told your friend to which May just rolled her eyes. One day you found May muttering nonsense to herself in the corner of her house. " Hey hey May what's wrong? I'm here. I'm here. " You said gently helping your friend up. " Y/n??! Oh thank the God's it's you! It's really you!" May said squeezing you tightly honestly it was surprising how tightly she was hugging you. " I've got you May. I've got you." You said hugging her back but not as tight. " Y/n?" May asked. " Yeah?" You replied. " I'm pregnant." May stated.... You're mouth dropped.

You moved in with May to help her with the pregnancy and ended up using the couch as a bed since you both agreed to use the spare bedroom as a nursery for the baby although May did argue about it because you shouldn't have to sleep on the couch. You also made sure May was always comfortable and also worked a few extra hours to make sure there was enough to buy stuff for the baby. " Y/n I can't thank you enough for all you've done for me." May said. " Of course you're my best friend. " You replied. " So if it's a girl I was thinking Lily if it's a boy Lucas." May said. " How about just Luke if it's a boy?" You asked. " Luke...." May smiled softly. " I like that. " May said.

" Luke it is then." You replied. " If it's a boy. " May replied. " If it's a boy. " You repeated back.

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" Y/n? Are you awake?" May asked shaking your shoulder. " I am now." You replied sleepily. " Good because I think........ my water just broke. " May said and you sat up alarmed. Somehow the two of you managed to make it to the hospital in one piece. " Excuse me but you'll have to step out of the room." One of the nurses told you. " No wait I want them to stay.....please. " May said. After hours May finally gave birth to Luke. You gently cradled the little baby in your arms as May slept. " Y/n?" May asked a few hours later when she woke up you handed her the sleeping Luke. " My Luke....my perfect boy." May muttered and you smiled softly. " You did amazing May." You said.

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Well so you're plan was just to stay a month or so until May got back on her feet however what was not part of the plan was May going insane. Surprisingly Hermes tried to be a happy family with Luke and May so you moved out for like a year but would often come visit and help in anyway possible well that was until Luke turned 1, Hermes was nowhere to be found and May had now gone insane so you moved back in with May and Luke because you didn't want them to see May as an unfit mother and take Luke away from her knowing Luke was one of the only things keeping May from complete insanity. " My baby....." May muttered as you cradled Luke her arms shaking. " Would you like to hold him?" You asked and she nodded as she stopped shaking enough to hold Luke you gently put him in her outstretched arms.

You sighed softly. " I have to go to work tomorrow are you going to be alright with Luke alone for a few hours?" You asked quiet and gently. May nodded softly.

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A five year old with curly black hair and brown eyes came up to you with tears in his eyes. " Y/n/n my mom is doing it again. " Luke said. You sighed softly knowing what he was talking about May was muttering something about a prophecy again while some of it made sense most of it was nonsense. " Come here sweet boy. " You said opening your arms for him. " I've got you sweet boy I've got you." You said hugging him. " We'll let May rest for a bit she's had a ....... stressful day. I'll take you to the park and get ice cream. " You said that put a smile on Luke's face. Someone a little kid made the mistake of calling you pretty/cute/handsome not in a creepy kinda way but little kids tend to be overly friendly yeah Luke didn't like that so he bashed his ice cream cone into the kids face. " LUKE!" You scolded the five year old and turned to apologize for Luke's actions however Luke didn't like that either as he ended up kicking said kids parents although he was only five so it probably didn't hurt.......that much.

" I'm so sorry . He's a little boy little kids need attention......anyway again I am really sorry about his behavior. " You rambled and the kids parents are just like it's fine we understand.

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One day when you came home you found May sobbing in a corner of the house clutching a picture of her and Luke. " May what's wrong?" You asked gently kneeling in front of her. " Lu....Luke ran aw....aw....away. " May manged to stutter out. " Oh May....." You said hugging her.

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There was a knock on your door to the house as you were getting ready for bed. You no longer lived with May but lived a few houses down it had been a couple years since Luke ran away and you'd constantly go to check on May to make sure she didn't spiral any worse. The knocking noise again but this time it sounded more impatient. " Yeah Yeah I'm coming hold you're fucking horses. " You replied walking towards the door. " Who the fu...." You stared but got cut off when you saw three teens and a 7 year old at your door however one teen caught your eye. " Luke....." You muttered.

" Hi Y/n."... Honestly as mad as you were at Luke you started to bond with his friends and him again.

" Hey Annabeth want me to read a story to you?" You to Annabeth. " Bed time stories are for babies. " Annabeth replied. " It can be anything. " You replied. " Anything?" Annabeth questions. You ended up reading her a few chapters of Frankenstein honestly you don't remember buying it but you found it on your bookshelf so.....( Athena cough cough).

" Hey Y/n can I borrow your keys?" Thalia asked. " Urmmmm how old are you?" You asked. " SHE'S TWELVE!" Grover shouted from the other side of the room. " Ehhh that's old enough in my opinion. " You replied and let her drive on the back roads where almost none drives.

" So you like my little forestry area?" You asked Grover. " Yeah nature's beautiful." Grover said. " Yes it is.....sometimes I think we don't deserve nature." You replied

You placed a plate of sandwiches and cookies infront of Luke as the other three munched away at their own sandwiches and cookies. " You know you really should go visit her she's your mother after all." You said but Luke didn't reply. " Luke?" You asked. " Fine if it'll make you happy. " Luke replied.

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1 week later. " Y/n come with us." Luke said. " I can't Luke." You replied. Luke's expression turned into one of rage. " Why the fuck not?" Luke asked angry. " Luke calm down please..." You stared as he slammed his hands down. " You're the only parental figure I have you can't turn your back on me. I'm your son! I WON'T LET YOU!" Luke exclaimed, angry he still definitely had anger issues. Luke stormed out of the room leaving you, Thalia, Grover and Annabeth stunned slightly.

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You woke up in a bed however it wasn't your bed. " They look so......fragile and weak. " You heard a voice say. " Why would they bring a mere moral to camp with them?" You heard a voice question . " Huh? It has a name." You replied waking up groggy. " Oh great it's awake like we need a mortal to take care of when we already have these half blood brats. Chiron take care of it." The voice said and walked of an older looking gentleman with gray hair and brown skin who ended up being very kind to you. Chiron was honestly started to become platonic obsessed with you when he saw the way you tended to Luke, Grover , Annabeth and some of the younger children.

Chiron smiled to himself. " Maybe just maybe having a mortal here wouldn't be so bad..." Chiron thought to himself. " Why don't you stay a day or two? It's dark and wouldn't be safe for you to travel. " Chiron said. " I really should be getting back home....." You replied. " Please I insist. " Chiron said putting a gentle hand on your shoulder. Well those days turned into weeks and weeks into months until you found out the truth about the children being demigods , Chiron being a centaur and Mr.D being a God. Mr.D pretends to hate you but like Chiron he adores you. Honestly you had become a parental figure to all the halfbloods but while you tended to all the children the two cabins that took up most of your time were the Ares and Hermes cabins. Luke came back with the scar and you fussed over him like a worried parent he definitely liked the parental affection.

One time you decided to decorate Thalia's tree for Christmas Chiron nor surprisingly Mr.D had the heart to tell you no. You got some of the younger campers to help you decorate Thalia's tree as well.

" Clairsse put Chris down!" You shouted looking at the boy being held by his ankle. " But he hurt you......" Clairsse muttered that was true Chris and Luke had gotten into an argument about God's knows what you had stepped betten them and accidentally got stabbed in the arm in the process. That set all the camp off especially Luke as Luke stabbed Chris back in the arm and probably would have continued if you didn't pull Luke off Chris. The other campers watched with jealousy and rage in their eyes as you tended to Chris's injuries like a worried parent because they wanted your attention all for themselves most of the time when your reading to the younger campers the older ones will come in and listen as well. Especially Annabeth.

when Percy eventually arrives a few years later Percy shows up it gets worse because how dare this unclaimed himbo steal you and your attention away.....

[wintfleur]

now what if stella did the trend where the song goes, “he’s so pretty when he goes down on me”??? (rut was most def blushing while her brothers are disgusted)

au masterlist — you can find asks under #💌stellahughes!

I feel like Stella posts that when she’s feeling extra bold ! She definitely got some encouragement from her bestie Lily. She was just feeling all pretty, because she was dressed up for a night out with Lily and Carmen. So she posts the TikTok of her singing along to the lyrics in her bathroom.

Feeling extra bold and tagging Rutger in the caption . . . he was definitely blushing, not only because Stella looked absolutely stunning because obviously the lyrics she was lip syncing too !

I feel like turcs would see it first and send the link in the big group chat, that included all the Hughes siblings, Cole, and trevor. He’d be like wtf ??? And then cue the brothers dramatic responses, luke is disgusted but finds it a little funny, JACK IS PURELY DISGUSTED AND ANGRY, while Quinn is like ‘you know that’s going to be on the internet forever?’.

Cole is a mixture of all of them !! And then Trevor says something stupid like ‘I was unfamiliar with Rutgers game 😏’

Oh poor Rutger! He was a blushing and stuttering mess when he say the TikTok, and it didn’t help that he was out with a few of his teammates, all of them teasing him about it !

Rutger will definitely get a little cocky about it, sending her a risqué text about him coming over tonight 🤭

[maluceh]

Top Lily variants? I've seen so many "[random hp character #10] variants" online, with various degrees of accuracy, but I don't remember ever seeing one for lily. Your Jily ones were so accurate (the only pair I'm not super familiar with was peraltiago, and I know enough about them to know they fit), so I was curious if you had any just for her as a character. You basically wrote the Lily (& Jily) gospel so I trust your takes <3

*cracks knuckles*

I'm about to give you a full detailed dive into Lily's character and personality that you absolutely did not ask for. I’d have to say the ones I had already picked for Jily variants (since I always look for couples where they both have James/Lily’s personalities). I’ll try and make it to ten but there’s only so many characters that truly fit Lily for me. Mostly the characters that I see as Lily, are sarcastic, witty, overachievers, intelligent, charismatic, and snarky…

Amy Santiago (Brooklyn Nine-Nine)

I know you said you haven’t seen it, but TRUST ME. Amy is a control freak know it all, she finds comfort in order and structure. Although she’s a bit more uptight than I imagine Lily to be. Her constant need for reassurance and approval from figures of authority is something I can definitely see in Lily. Her relationship with Holt is kinda what I imagine Lily to be like with Minerva/Alastor. Also, the fact that she is deeply loyal (as most characters in this list).

Over the course of the show she loses up a bit, and learns to have more fun and I think this could be applied to Lily in her Hogwarts years. Lily being a muggleborn is a very VERY important part of her character, as well as her morals and political standing with blood purity.

We can draw certain parallels between her and Hermione (overachievers, Head Girls, prefects), you don’t get those badges by simply passing by through school. So from this we can deduce that Lily was an excellent student that focused on exceeding at school, because there’s an extra need to prove herself among not just her teachers but her peers as well. To make them see that she’s just as much magic as they are.

So, like Amy, she's constantly trying to prove that she is smart and qualified (Amy in a field mostly male, Lily in a world mostly pureblood).

Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson)

Annabeth too is a smart character that wants approval —in this case, from her mother—. She is more arrogant and snarky, a little sharper around the edges, which is so Lily!!

Her upbringing has made her become more guarded with her feelings and who she puts her trust in, also her reluctance to accept Luke’s betrayal. These are things that I see in Lily’s canon descriptions and appearances. From growing up with a sister that does not accept her and being betrayed by her best friend. In canon, after SWM (Snape’s Worst Memory), when Snape camps outside her common room waiting for her to ask her for her forgiveness she says that she has been making excuses on his behalf for a while. A lot of people call Lily a hypocrite for only ending her friendship with Snape after she was personally affected by his views, but personally I think that’s part of what makes her such an interesting character.

She’s at war with herself, not really there or here, having to be in the middle of two worlds that do not fully accept her (Annabeth with her father and Camp Half Blood/ Lily with the muggle and wizarding world). And after losing one of the people connecting her to a place of security (Thalia/Petunia), she refuses to see that the last person connecting her to that safe place is also going to leave her to join a side of the war opposite to hers (Luke/Snape).

Kate Sharma/Sheffield (Bridgerton TV/Books)

Kate is funny, closed off and witty. She rushes to judge people and decide for herself whether they are worthy of her time or not, sometimes without even bothering to actually know them. Sometimes (specifically in the books), she’s so ridiculous and funny, not really forcing herself to fit in societal norms, which is something I can definitely see in Lily.

Also, her on the show with Anthony in S3, is just how I imagine married Jily, just perfect.

Dana Scully (The X Files)

In Dana I see Lily’s fierce loyalty and sense of right and wrong. The hiding of her emotions, and also how determined she is, that even though she wants to believe she doesn’t, not even after seeing hundreds of crazy things happen in front of her, she still clings to her own truth.

Tiana (The Princess and the Frog)/Cinderella (1950)

Tiana and Cinderella remind me of Lily in the sense of a hardworking woman, also really headstrong and married to her own way of thinking. A shell hard to break, because of all the walls she’s put up in order to survive. Like Lily, Tiana doesn’t take kindly to outsiders and people who come off as standoffish (Naveen/James and Sirius), but eventually ends up getting to know them and treasuring them as life companions. And you might think me crazy for adding Cinderella, but her unwavering kindness and optimism in the face of hardship is undoubtedly Lily, she’s not all sunshine and rainbows tho —yes the 1950’s version—, she hates the situation that she’s in and wastes no time (alone with her friends) to complain about it, she bites back and only “behaves” out of survival, she’s nice and warm but also angry and headstrong.

Yoon Jin-myung (Hello, My Twenties)

Here is another hard worker female character that I can’t help but see a little bit of Lily in. Although Jin-myung is much MUCH more shy and introverted than Lily, still, she has a complicated relationship with her family and tries really hard to do a million things at the time, forgetting to care for herself and diving into routines of work/school that are almost self destructive.

Honourable mentions.

Chili (Bluey) Morticia Addams (The Addams Family Values)

Mostly how I imagine Lily as a mom/ her married life (along with Kate too). Morticia might seem like a stretch but aside from her dark interests and aesthetic, she's a loving mom and partner and she puts her family first, she’s also a bit of a freak, like Lily.

Sloane (Ferris Buller’s Day Off) Pam Beesley (The Office)

Only on the prankster side of Lily, more chill and easy going, losing up a bit to have fun with Sirius and James.

[potionsprefect]

Achievements

Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x Victoria Clarke

Word Count: 957

Summary: Luke and Lily are eager to learn about their parents

Rating: General Audiences

Category: Fluff

“Mom says we’re not allowed in this room.” Luke said as Lily searched for the key.

“And since when did you listen to what Mom says?” Lily looked up from the cabinet.

“She said it was an important room! We shouldn’t go in there unless they said we could!”

“Oh lighten up Luke, since when did you become a goody two shoes?” Lily rolled her eyes.

“I’m not!” Luke huffed.

“Then help me search for the key!”

Luke rolled his eyes before he helped his sister. Both he and Lily had been eager to learn about their parents achievements since they were old enough to know what they did for a living. There was a room in their home dedicated to books, certificates and trophies. They often heard their parents talk about how they were running out of room and might have to build another shelf.

“Found it!” Lily said as she held up a key.

“What if Mom and Dad find out? You’ve made a mess of the drawer!” Luke said.

Lily looked at the drawer. He was right. The drawer was very messy but she just shrugged and grabbed Luke’s hand before dragging him to the room.

“Keep a look out.” Lily said as she unlocked the door but Luke didn’t need to look for long as Lily had unlocked the door.

“Why are you so interested in this room anyway?” Luke asked.

“Because I don’t get why we’ve not been allowed to look in here. I’m just intrigued.” Lily shrugged.

As she opened the door, her eyes widened. There was far more in here than she realised. Books and certificates adorned the walls but there was also pictures and pieces of paper on the desks.

“Wow.” Luke said.

“Wow indeed. What are you both doing in here?” A voice from behind them said.

Luke and Lily jumped and turned around. Victoria was stood behind them, arms folded and with a raised eyebrow.

“Hi Mom!” Lily said in an attempt to act like nothing had happened.

“I’ll ask my question again. What are you both doing in here?” Victoria came in and shut the door.

“We wanted to see what was so important that we’ve never been allowed in here.” Lily replied.

“We? I was forced to help you out!” Luke crossed his arms.

“You know you have to ask if you want to come in here.” Victoria said.

“But why?” Lily asked.

“Your Dad and I did not want things to get damaged or broken in here. And from remembering what you both were like when you were toddlers, that very well could’ve been the case.” Victoria said.

“We just wanted to know what was in here.” Luke said.

“Would you like me to show you?”

The twins nodded. For the next hour, Victoria showed them all the books that had been written by her and Ethan over the years. Lily tried to decipher the words but couldn’t understand any of them.

“And this here.” Victoria pulled out a paper. “Was my first research paper. I used to read these to you as an alternative to a bedtime story. You fell asleep right away.” She laughed.

“Did Dad do the same?” Luke asked.

“Your Dad started the trend. We found it a great way to get some extra sleep for us.”

“You can say that again.” A voice said.

Ethan was stood by the door, an amused look on his face.

“The twins were eager to see what was in this room.” Victoria laughed.

“It was always off bounds for a reason.”

“But it doesn’t have to be anymore right?” Luke asked.

“I guess not.” Ethan said.

“What’s this Dad?” Lily pointed to a trophy.

Victoria and Ethan shared a look. They couldn’t tell them yet. They weren’t old enough and they wouldn’t quite understand the significance. It was a trophy to celebrate the achievement of the cure during the Senator attack, the most prized possession out of everything in that room.

“It’s a special award. Probably the most special one in this room.” Ethan said.

“What was it given for?” Luke asked.

“You’re a bit too young to understand for now. But one day, we will tell you about it.” Victoria said.

“Why can’t we know about it?” Lily said.

“You can and you will. But not right now. I promise one day. I need to go and start dinner.” Victoria said as she left the room. Ethan knew how she was feeling.

“Sit down a second for me will you please.” Ethan instructed the twins to sit down on the chairs in the room.

“Is everything ok Dad?” Luke asked.

Ethan knelt down in front of the twins, a stern but compassionate look on his face.

“I know you’re both interested to learn about our jobs. This award was given after something terrible happened. For now, you’re too young to understand what happened. So I want you to make me a promise. I want you to not go searching for what this award means until you are old enough to remember. We want to be able to tell you ourselves and we don’t want you to find out what happened on the internet. Do you understand?” Ethan said.

Luke and Lily could grasp the severity of what their Dad was telling them and nodded. He pulled them in for a hug to which they reciprocated.

“Shall we go find Mom?” Ethan said.

The twins nodded and they ran out of the room. It was great that they were taking an interest but there were some things that were best kept from them for now.

One day they would find out. And they would learn why it was the greatest achievement of all.

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[swayhere]

canon starter call - open to anyone !

i have a strong urge to write some canon muses, so if you would be interested in writing against any of the canon muses listed under the READ MORE below, please comment/IM me and i can send a starter your way or reply to one of your starters.

i do not require you to know anything about my muse's canon, but i'm more than happy to tell you about it if you ask. i'd be happy to write canon muses against your ocs! also, mixing fandoms is 100% ok with me unless your canon muse is problematic and makes me uncomfy. my canon muses do not have all their memories or relationships from their life unless we plot it, but they will have the same general personality/ambitions.

if you are willing to write against my canon muses but don't care which, just like this post, and i'll take a look at your open starters and/or send you a closed starter at random with a muse i think fits the vibe.

*please don't agree to write against my canon muses if you're one of those picky weirdos that will be up in arms if i don't write a cannon muse exactly how you would.

( if you'd prefer to write against an oc muse only, check this post. )

canon muses i'd like to write: bold = extra big muse rn. strikethrough = exclusive, so not rn.

muses from tv shows: 

911 — eddie diaz , evan buckley , athena grant , bobby nash , karen wilson

911: lonestar — carlos reyes , grace ryder , judson ryder , t.k. strand , owen strand

as the world turns — dr. reid oliver , luke snyder

boy meets world — shawn hunter , jack hunter , angela moore , topanga lawrence

chuck — sarah walker , chuck bartowski , bryce larkin 

degrassi — jimmy brooks , sean cameron , ellie nash , marco del rossi , sav bhandari , drew torres , zoe rivas , miles hollingsworth iii , tiny bell , esme song , 

gilmore girls — jess , luke

good trouble — gael martinez , jamie hunter , callie adams foster , mariana adams foster , evan speck , joaquin perez , dennis cooper 

how i met your father — sid , ian , sophie , jesse

how i met your mother — marshall eriksen , lily aldrin , victoria

how to get away with murder — laurel castillo , connor walsh , oliver hampton , michaela pratt , frank delfino 

jessica jones — jessica jones

lost — kate austen , juliet burke , daniel faraday , desmond hume , sayid jarrah , sun-hwa kwon , claire littleton , walter ‘walt’ lloyd , charlie pace , hugo ‘hurley’ reyes , shannon rutherford , miles straume 

new amsterdam — lauren bloom , elizabeth wilder , casey acosta

new girl — nick miller , winston bishop , cece parekh

one tree hill — nathan scott , lucas scott , keith scott , chase adams , brooke davis 

outer banks (obx) — jj maybank , kiara carrera

please like me — arnold 

rosewell, new mexico — michael guerin , maria deluca , isobel evans

scandal — olivia pope , prezzy fitz

scooby doo — daphne blake

stranger things — robin buckley , steve harrington , jim hopper , chrissy cunningham , eddie munson , max mayfield , eleven , mike wheeler 

superstore — jonah simms

the 100 — finn collins

the bear — richie jerimovich, carmy berzatto , marcus , sydney adamu  

the mindy project — danny castellano 

the office — ryan howard , jim halpert , pam halpert , kelly kapoor , holly flax

the politician — river barkley , astrid sloan 

the young & the restless — sally spectra , adam newman , chelsea lawson , phyllis summers , lily winters , sharon newman , chance chancellor , victoria newman , tessa porter , amanda sinclair , cole howard

younger — josh , kelsey peters

muses from books: 

along for the ride ( book version only ) — eli stock , auden west , maggie  

one of us is lying ( book version only ) — cooper clay , nate

red white & royal blue — alex claremont-diaz , prince henry , zahra bankston

we were liars — gatwick ‘gat’ matthew patil

muses from movies: 

dead poets society — neil perry , charlie dalton , todd anderson

harry potter — lee jordan

les mis — enjolras , grantaire 

super 8 — joe lamb , martin , preston

twilight — irina denali , jasper cullen

[bloodhoundluke]

luke hemmings headcanons —❦ halloween

description: this is just a small collection of halloween things you’d do as a couple 🎃🧡

warnings: a few curse words, an illegal amount of fluff, a sexual hint. loosely written so might contain typos.

a/n: so this is my first headcanons post ever! hope you like it, and happy halloween to everyone who celebrates ❥ also, the cute little ghost dividers are by @silkholland & can be found here :)

decorating the house

i don't think you'd go overboard with the decorations, tbh. you'd decorate the house in some spider web and pumpkin decorations, some halloween lanterns on the patio. some orange and yellow candles across the house. you'd put up some pumpkin and ghost string lights in the entryway of your house, and a decorative skeleton leaning against the entryway wall. and you both would startle everytime you came home (losers ❥).

and you'd go to the florist to get some halloween-y colored flowers to put in your kitchen and the living room. you'd take forever choosing which bouquets are the best. "do you think this is better? what about this one? oh no, this is cute as well! luke??? are you listening?". his only concern would be that you'd be happy with the choice, even if he had a favorite of his own. but then you'd persist and you'd propose he'd pick one and you'd pick the other. you'd pick one for the kitchen with orange and red roses, orange asiatic lilies and dried leaves. luke'd go for different shade of orange with lilies, roses and carnations for the fireplace in your living room.

baking halloween treats

you’d bake something relatively easy or medium hard, not anything too complicated. you’d go for halloween cake pops, pumpkin cupcakes, caramel apples or spider web brownies for example. i don’t think gordon ramsay would be too impressed of your skills in the kitchen tbh (at least not luke’s, lmao). "luke you are not supposed to put that in yet! the dry ingredients are supposed to go in first". "are you serious?? oh my god have i ruined the whole thing? i definitely have, have i?". "we can fix it, lu. or at least i hope so". "i should not be allowed in the kitchen, jeez", he'd sigh dramatically and you'd giggle at his adorable reaction. "not if you can't read the instructions, baby", you'd kiss his cheek and later you'd offer some dough to him from your fingertips. "mmh, damn this is good though".

& you’d go to the nearest grocery store or bakery if you craved something you didn’t know how to make or were too scared to even attempt.

halloween movie night

yeah you've watched a few halloween movies on singular nights after work etc. together, but you both wanted to have a marathon night. you could go for harry potter, coraline, hocus pocus, nightmare before christmas, etc., the classics. and if you were feeling wild, you'd go for a scary movie first. "lu i'm scared", you'd hide behind a blanket. "c'mere", he'd offer you his embrace and kiss your forehead. he'd wrap his arms tightly around you, and your head would rest against his chest, your hand around his waist. "are you scared?", you'd ask him. "no". "then why's your leg shaking?". "...cause it's numb". "right...". you'd joke about possibly being plagued by nightmares the following night, and as an attempt to avoid that, you'd end the night with some sappy and cute halloween movie. you’d also eat the halloween treats you made earlier and drink apple cider etc., while watching the movies. your living room would be candle lit and the couch would be filled with blankets and pillows, so it’d be extra cozy and homey. and of course petunia would beg for food, and you'd give her the dog halloween treats you bought from the store. then the pupper would happily go to sleep and start snoring in her own bed 🥺

and at some point during the night you’d hear the doorbell ring. it’d be little kids trick or treating. you’d give them a lot of snacks and gush about how cute they were afterwards. you’d melt because you love seeing luke with children, he is so extra attentive and lovable. (maybe some day you’ll have a toddler of your own running around the house in the cutest costume ever 🥹💞).

carving pumpkins

you’d go to a pumpin patch together. you’d look for the perfect pumpkins, but they’d all be a bit off so you settle for some decent ones. (this would take at least 30 mins and then you both would get frustrated at the selection). you carve the pumpkins at home while listening to some halloween playlist. then you’d look at the final results. “this looks like shit”. “...look at mine” and somehow luke’s even worse. this would lead to a stupid amount of giggles. luke takes a picture of the carved pumpkins together and sends it to the boys whatsapp group. (they’d all think yours is better and luke would frown, following with a jokingful ”well fuckin’ obviously they think yours is better”.)

dressing up

there’s no way luke would not want to have matching costumes… yeah you’re that annoyingly cute couple at the party that arrives in painfully matching set of costumes. mike, cal and ash would totally make fun of you being clingy and predictable, but secretly think you two are adorable. you’d pick something you both like, ranging from cute to sexy to actually scary costumes. you could be dressed as each other too. you’d pick whatever you feel like that year. i feel like you could go for a barbie theme this year and you could help him with his makeup and apply glitter in his eyelids etc 🥹 "is this okay?", you'd confirm luke about the makeup and he'd take a look at himself in the mirror. "it's perfect, darling". "..do you know what else is perfect?". "huh?". "your incapability to know that you have a boner...". "well it's not my fault you are so sexy, is it?", he'd smirk and the comment would be followed by a hot make out session.

and of course petunia would be dressed up as something like a pokemon, pig or a ghost!! ”i don’t she likes it very much, luke”, you’d giggle. ”oh mama here thinks you don’t like your costume. don’t you like it tuney?”, luke babbles and petunia responds with a grunt and goes to her sleeping nook. you both giggle at her grumpy reaction and how cute she looks.

attending a halloween party

so first of all, you’d be super late. you don’t have the concept of time whatsoever. but all of your friends are used to it so they don’t really expect you two to be on time. you’d arrive to the party in your painfully matching costumes and mingle with people. then one halloween you’d win the prize for the best costume together. ”i told you we would win!”. ”luke….you told me we’d lose because our eyeliners weren’t matching enough…”. ”oh… did i? silly me!”.

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Me & You & Everyone We Know | Chapter 6 | S.R

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A/N - title and lyrics from a song by Avicii

Chapter Summary - Spencer’s misplaced anger causes him to make a rash decision that could destroy things between you before they really had a chance to begin. Spencer and Maeve have to be honest with Daisy.

Pairing - Single Dad! Spencer Reid / Fem! Reader

Category - hurt/comfort, angst with happy ending, smut minors DNI.

Warnings - angry Spencer, drinking, slightly forceful behaviour, slapping, arguing, swearing, hangovers, talks of affairs, sad Daisy.

Word Count - 7k

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Chapter 6 - Lonely Together

I might hate myself tomorrow,

But I'm on my way tonight.

At the bottom of a bottle,

You're the poison in the wine.

And I know,

I can't change you, and I,

I won't change.

I might hate myself tomorrow,

But I'm on my way tonight.

Let's be lonely together.

The party went on until all the kids started to get tired. Matt and Kristy decided it made more sense for the kids to stay the night as they were all close to passing out by the time all the fun was over. 

As much as Spencer loved being with his daughters, he was kind of glad for the impromptu slumber party. 

With Taco asleep in the back seat he drove home wearily. 

He was tired and he was angry. How dare Luke place the blame on Spencer for what Maeve did. He didn’t push her into Bobby’s arms, it was all her own doing. Spencer was a devoted husband and father, and for Luke to suggest her affair was his fault made his blood boil. 

Luke didn’t know shit. Just because his ex cheated on him, didn’t mean he was suddenly an expert at affairs. 

Luke had no idea what it took to be a husband and a father. He had no idea the trials and tribulations that Spencer faced on a daily basis. 

He was a great father and he tried to be a great husband too. He also tried to be a great FBI agent. 

Maybe it was possible juggling so many plates had led to him dropping one on occasion. But nothing he may or or may not have done could have excused Maeve’s cheating. 

And it wasn’t as though it was just once. If it had been just one time, things might have been different and he might have seen past it for the sake of his kids. 

But for three fucking years she carried on a secret life. She left Spencer home with two young kids while she spent time between the sheets with another man. 

At any point in those three years she could have come clean and she chose not to. She put Bobby before their kids, before their life together. 

Nothing Spencer could have ever done would excuse her carrying on with another man behind his back for three goddamn years. 

He couldn’t believe Luke had the audacity to suggest otherwise. 

He was seething by the time he arrived home and after feeding Taco, he was climbing the walls. 

He couldn’t be in this house. This house was built on a foundation of lies and infidelity. This house that Maeve had chosen and was paid for by his hard earned government money for them to grow old in. 

She’d fawned over this goddamn house the first time they went to see it. Spencer thought it was too large, too suburban. Yes it was closer to Quantico and would cut his commute by more than half. But DC was vibrant, exciting. The Virginia suburbs were dull. 

He’d argued they didn’t need the fourth bedroom and the extra money spent on such was pointless. 

She’d countered that it would be useful to have a guest room for friends or family to stay over, which had never once happened since they bought the house six years ago. 

He knew why she really wanted the extra room even though she didn’t say it out loud. 

Maeve had wanted a third kid even though Lily was barely one at the time. She wanted the extra room for when they decided, or more likely, when she decided they were ready for a third child. 

Spencer didn’t bring it up because he didn’t want a fight. He didn’t want to incite the argument that he did not want any more children. 

Two was plenty. He knew Maeve wanted a little boy and she’d hoped Lily would be such. But Spencer wasn’t willing to keep bringing children into the world in the hopes one of them might be male. 

He planned to cross that bridge another time. He intended to save that argument for a later date that never came. It never came because she met Bobby and became too distracted by her affair to think about having a third child. 

Admittedly, he liked his office. Spencer’s office in his apartment hadn’t been its own room, it was just stuffed into the corner of his living room. 

But at least here he had his own room where he could escape to grade papers and sometimes just read a book in peace. 

It was his fortress of solitude. And the only part about this goddamn house he actually liked. 

He’d considered moving, briefly. It was handy when he’d still worked at the FBI but the drive to Georgetown everyday was exhausting. 

But the girls' school was nearby and they had friends in the neighbourhood. The last thing he wanted was to tear them away from their friends. 

So he stayed in the house he’d never cared for, for them. But right now it felt like a prison cell. 

Not giving a second thought to the chaos Taco could cause if he left him alone, Spencer fled the house again. 

He found a bar and took shot after shot of near Bourbon, necking them back like they were going out of style. 

It didn’t do much to stem his anger. He still felt it coursing through his veins like blood. In fact each shot made him somehow feel more on edge. 

He didn’t feel himself getting drunk but he must have been because he didn’t have any recollection of leaving the bar. 

One minute he’d been leaning against the solid wood bar, downing one last shot of Bourbon and the next he was being smacked in the face by a cool breeze as he stumbled about on the sidewalk. 

He didn’t make a conscious decision as to where was going next, his feet moved without much of his brains say so. 

He found himself in the back seat of a cab with no memory of where he was going. And before he knew it, he was outside of a familiar apartment building. 

His eyes were slightly blurry and his head was hazy and suddenly he found himself looking into your sleepy eyes. 

“Spencer? What are you doing here?” You rubbed your eyes. 

That was a good question. What was he doing here? 

“Need you. Just…need you.” He pushed you back inside and kissed you forcibly. 

You could taste the alcohol on his tongue and you’d heard the slur of his voice.

Thankfully your roommates were already sleeping but concerned about waking them up, you pulled away from his lips and led him to your room.

As soon as the door was closed he was kissing you again and you had to tear him off of you. 

“Spencer, stop. You’re drunk.” You frowned at him. 

“So?” He scoffed, stumbling a little on his feet. 

“Why are you here? Where are your kids?” You folded your arms over your chest to try and shield yourself from him 

“Sleepover.” He lunged at you and gripped you roughly by the shoulders, trying to guide you back towards your bed but you in his state, you were stronger than him. 

“Stop it.” You pushed him backwards and watched him stumble a little. “I don’t want you like this.” 

His eyes suddenly turned dark, almost black, as he glared at you. 

“You wanted me to fuck you over my desk the other day.” He spat. “You’re always so desperate for me. Now’s not the time to be a cock tease, Y/N.” 

Your eyes grew wide at his words and his slightly aggressive tone. 

“Don’t talk to me like that.” You growled at him. “You don’t get to just show up here drunk in the middle of the night and have the nerve to get annoyed when I shoot you down.” 

He rolled his eyes and huffed out a breath. 

“Look,‘I’m not really in the mood for games, ok? So just get on the bed, part those pretty little legs and let me fuck you.” 

It wasn’t particularly a surprise that your hand suddenly collided with the side of his face in a hard slap. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed around your room. 

Spencer didn’t even seem to register it. 

“Never talk to me like that again.” You shoved him by the shoulders, watching him stumble again. “What kind of woman do you think I am? Am I just some piece of ass to you? Because I’m not looking to be someone’s booty call. So if that’s all you want from me, then maybe this was a bad idea.” 

He chuckled dryly, his eyes somehow turning darker. 

“You fucked me on our first date. I know exactly what kind of woman you are.” He smirked at you dangerously, it made your stomach turn. 

“Wow.” You swallowed a lump on your throat at a loss for words. . “Just wow.” 

“We both know that this night is going to end with you on your back and my cock inside of you so let’s get on with it, shall we?” He made a move to start unbuckling his belt but you slapped him again, harder than before. 

“Get out!” You raised your voice, half hoping you might wake someone up in case he got carried away. “Get out of my apartment right now, Spencer!”

“Is this the chase you were talking about? You want me to-“

“GET OUT!” You screamed, shoving him again. 

Spencer rolled his eyes as he stumbled backwards. 

“Jeez alright, I’m going. This hot and cold thing isn’t as sexy as you think it is.” He received a final slap and his face was surely going to hurt tomorrow. 

You practically threw him out by the collar of his shirt, slamming the door heavily behind him. 

You fell back against the door as tears instantly escaped your eyes like a damn had burst. 

You clutched your chest as you sobbed quietly.

Spencer had come across as such a nice guy. He’d seemed sweet and charming and a little vulnerable. 

How could you have been so wrong about him? How could you have been so stupid as to let yourself start to fall for him so quickly when you barely knew him? 

He wasn’t the man you thought he was. He’d only cared about getting you into bed and you’d made it so easy for him. 

He’d used you and you felt like an absolute idiot. 

You heard movement from one of your roommates and you hurriedly shuffled back into your room before someone found you like this. 

You’d been through your share of asshole men and you’d promised yourself never again. 

You wiped your eyes dramatically on your sleeves and forced yourself to stop crying. You were not shedding anymore tears over bastards so who didn’t deserve them. 

Fuck Spencer Reid. Fuck Spencer Reid and his stupid pretty face. Fuck Spencer Reid and his faux charming personality. Fuck Spencer Reid and his amazing sex. 

Fuck Spencer fucking Reid. 

***

The next thing Spencer was really conscious of was letting himself in the house. 

A couch cushion laid in tatters on the floor, it’s stuffing strewn across the carpet. 

Along with it were the remains of one Spencer’s cardigans torn to shreds. 

Taco sat amongst the destruction, a dopey smile on his ugly face.

“You're a goddamn asshole.” He slurred at the dog as he stormed past him. 

He vaguely heard the mutt following him upstairs but he ignored him. 

He dragged himself to bed where he fell down to the mattress, not even undressing before he passed out. 

***

Memories from the previous night played on a loop like an old movie in front of his closed eyes. 

Images of your face and the combination of fear and anger he’d instilled in you. 

As thoughts of the way you’d had to slap him several times came to mind he became aware of a dull ache in the side of his face. 

Recollections of the things he’d said, the horrible way in which he’d spoken to you made him feel sick. 

His body was flooded with remorse. What the hell had he been playing at? 

He groaned to himself, squeezing his eyes tightly shut feeling the world's biggest asshole. 

“What have I done? Fuck, what have I done?” He groaned and then he felt something wet on his face. 

He opened his eyes, blinking a few times to adjust the way the sun was invading the room through the open curtains. 

He rubbed his eyes and felt the wetness again. 

When he finally managed to focus he was face to face with a mangy dog and his tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth. 

“Gross.” He groaned again. “What are you doing here?” 

He noticed his arm was slung around the dog, cuddling the scruffy mutt him close to his body. He quickly let him go and pushed him away. 

“You have your own bed.” Spencer mumbled, pushing himself up on his elbows. 

His head throbbed wildly and his eyes were still struggling to focus more than a few feet in front of him. 

He took in the pink walls that surrounded him. The small dollhouse in the corner and stuffed bears lining shelves on the walls.

He inspected the bed he was laying in. It wasn’t his large, plush king size. It was a small single that he was practically hanging over the edge of. 

And there was a stuffed otter next to the pillow. 

“Looks like we both slept in the wrong bed. I’ll let it slide this once.” He told the creature who couldn't understand him as he stumbled out of Lily’s bed. 

His head was pounding. Throbbing really. He rubbed his temples as Taco raced him to the door. 

“Let me…Advil. Then food. Ok?” He stared at the dog and then rolled his eyes. “I’m talking to a fucking dog.” 

He stepped over the small dog and stumbled to the bathroom where he located the Advil and popped two in his mouth. 

Every time he closed his eyes he saw the way you looked at him last night and it made his stomach turn. 

He needed to call you. He needed to make this up to you somehow. Was there even a way to make this better? He’d really fucked this up. 

He opened his eyes and caught his haggard reflection in the mirror over the sink. 

He hadn’t realised how old he looked. It had probably been a gradual thing, something that took place slowly over the years, spurred on by a messy divorce and two kids. 

But he’d never noticed it before. For years he’d had such a baby face, people always mistaking him for being much younger than he really was. 

Somewhere along the way that stopped happening. Somewhere over the years he’d started looking his age. 

But now he looked old beyond his years. 

The hazel eyes that stared back at him from the mirror were not the same ones he recognised as belonging to him. Despite the gold flecks around the irises he knew to be his, he felt as though he was staring at a stranger. 

Before he could spiral too far into his guilt, Taco started whining from somewhere in the house. 

He rolled his tired eyes, pushing himself away from the sink. Calling you would have to wait. 

He was unsteady on his feet as he made his way downstairs and was welcomed by the stuffing and fabric shreds of the couch cushion and his cardigan from Taco’s protest of being left alone last night. 

“God-fucking-damnit dog.” He grumbled, giving the dog a stern look he didn’t understand before heading to the kitchen. 

Taco bounded after him and sat by his food bowl in excited anticipation for food. 

Spencer felt a vibration in his pocket and realised his phone was still hidden inside. 

Pulling out the device and squinting a little at the bright display, he noticed a series of text messages waiting for him. 

He leant against the kitchen counter and opened the unread messages one at a time. 

📱 Luke Alvez: hey man, I’m really sorry if I upset you, it wasn’t my intention. I thought I was helping but I guess I wasn’t. I hope you’re ok. 

📱 Luke Alvez: are we ok? Please text me back man. 

📱 David Rossi: you ran off like you’d seen a ghost kid, are you ok? 

📱 JJ: Luke told me what happened, are you ok? I know he didn’t mean to upset you. Hope you’re ok ❤️ 

📱 Luke Alvez: I’m hoping you’ve calmed down now you’ve had a chance to sleep it off. Can we talk? 

📱 Matt Simmons: I’ll be by to drop the girls off around ten. See you soon. 

Spencer glanced at the time. It was just past nine thirty. 

“Fuck.” He muttered. He still stank of booze and he couldn’t let his kids see him in this state. 

He hurriedly fed the dog and cleared up the destruction in the living room before jumping in the shower. 

He scrubbed his hair and body violently to rid the smell of alcohol from his pores. After his vicious shower he brushed his teeth with nearly half a tube of paste. 

He was barely dressed in clean clothes when the doorbell sounded. 

Taco immediately started yapping at the sound, scratching at the wooden door like his life depended on it. 

Spencer picked the bundle of annoyance up in his arms as he opened the door. 

Matt smiled at him from the doorstep as Lily ran to cuddle Spencer, instantly getting distracted by Taco and grabbing the dog from her fathers arms. 

“Taco, I missed you!” She beamed. 

“What about me?” Spencer frowned. 

“Missed you too, daddy!” 

Daisy skulked in behind her sister, giving Spencer the same look she’d given him last night. 

“Did you have fun, pumpkin?” He asked her as she passed him. 

He got no more than a shrug in response. 

“Thanks for having them.” Spencer turned back to Matt. 

“They were angels.” Matt shrugged. “Daisy’s been asking questions. About what you said.” 

“I figured as much.” Spencer pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’ll talk to her.” 

Matt glanced over his shoulder to where Lily was cooing over the dog whose tail was wagging frantically. 

“That dog is creepy.” Matt laughed. 

“Tell me about it.” Spencer agreed. “Thanks again. And thank Kristy for me.” 

“No problem man. See you soon.” Matt patted Spencer’s shoulder before heading back down the front steps. 

Spencer turned to his girls, one of which seemed to be in much higher spirits than the other. 

Lily was fussing over the dog who was on his back so the girl could give him belly scratches. His stupidly long tongue hung out of his mouth as Lily giggled in delight.

Daisy had already disappeared upstairs without a word. 

He knew it was inevitable he would have to have a conversation with Daisy about what she’d heard. And he knew there was only one way he would be able to do it. 

As much as he loathed the thought, it had to be done. 

While Lily was busy playing with Taco and Daisy was upstairs sulking, he pulled out his phone and dialled the number he despised calling. 

She was going to kill him for this. But he couldn’t explain to a thirteen year old what an affair was without the woman who was an expert in them. 

***

Maeve had been annoyed at Spencer for the way he’d blurted out about her affair in front of their children. 

They’d argued on the phone for a long time before she’d agreed to come over that evening. 

Admittedly she had been at least a little impressed he’d reached out to her for help. Spencer had not asked her help once in the past year. Maybe he was growing as a person. 

He’d told her she had no right to be angry at him when she was the one who had the affair. They’d agreed when they separated that the kids didn’t need to know why their mom was moving out. But secrets always did find a way of coming out. 

When the kids asked, they’d told them that parents fall out of love sometimes. It wasn’t a complete lie. 

But now they were going to have to face their thirteen year old daughter who was much smarter than the average kid her age thanks to her fathers genes. 

Bobby had taken Lily for ice cream and Maeve found herself back in her family home for the first time in over a year. 

It hadn’t changed. Spencer hadn’t changed a single thing since she’d left. She wasn’t entirely surprised, but she found it a little sad. 

She assumed with the anger he held towards her he would have instantly obliterated anything that reminded him of her. Maybe the rest of the house was different, but the living room was exactly the same. 

“Explain to me again.” Maeve frowned at the skinny pile of hair rolling around on the rug. “How this is a dog?” 

The two of them sat at opposite ends of the couch, creating as much distance between them as was possible. 

Having Maeve in the house had caused the air in his home to feel thicker. He felt tense and on edge with her presence here. 

This wasn’t her home and hadn’t been for a long time and Spencer didn’t feel comfortable having her back here. 

The day he kicked her out he swore to himself she would never step foot in this house again. 

But his kids came before his unwillingness to have her in the house. 

“According to the vet it is, but I do have my doubts.” Spencer shrugged, focusing on Taco and not even so much as glancing at her.

“And the girls like him?” Her voice was thick with skepticism. 

“The girls love him.” Spencer chewed on the inside of his cheek, trying not to dwell on the fact he was talking to his ex-wife on her ex-couch. 

It was probably the only conversation they’d had in the past year that was even akin to civil. 

“He’s kind of gross.” Maeve looked him over a few times. “Cute face I suppose but mostly gross.”

“He’s…different, that's for sure. But the girls are happy.” In that moment Spencer was so thankful for the dog because if it wasn’t for him then he and Maeve would be sitting in very awkward silence. 

Or they would be arguing. 

In fact, they definitely would have been arguing. 

Turns out that mangy stray dogs are good for something after all. 

“He doesn’t have diseases does he?” Maeve pulled a face and he saw her looking at him out of the corner of his eye. 

He snapped his head to look at her, a deep frown on his features.

It was so easy for a conversation to go south with Maeve. She made it so easy to hate her. 

“You think I’d let a disease riddled dog in my home around my children? He was checked out by the vet, given multiple vaccinations. He’s just…scruffy.” He managed to keep his voice level but he felt the anger bubbling in his chest. 

“That’s one word for him.” Maeve scoffed.

Clenching his jaw so he wouldn’t say anything to start a fight, he craned his neck towards the door. 

“Daisy!” Spencer called up for the third time, unable to spend another minute playing nice with his ex-wife. “Daisy! Seriously, can you come down here, please?”

“I’m busy!” She called back. She’d been avoiding him all day. 

“You’re thirteen, you aren’t busy. Downstairs. Now!” 

He heard a loud huff followed by heavy footsteps on the landing and then the stairs. 

Her eyes landed straight on Spencer and they were rimmed from crying. That made his indignation towards Maeve grow tenfold. 

His little girl, his beautiful first born daughter had been crying because she’d discovered what an absolute bitch her mother was. 

It tore Spencer’s heart in two and if it weren't for the fact Daisy was standing right there he would have gone postal on Maeve. 

“God dad, what do you…” she trailed off her eyes flirting over to the other person on the couch. “Mom, what are you…oh.” 

Realisation dawned on Daisy features. She really was too smart for her own good. She knew exactly why her mom was here. 

“Sit down sweetie, we want to talk to you.” Maeve motioned for Daisy to come and sit between them on the couch. 

She didn’t. Instead she padded over to Taco, pulled the bundle of fur into her arms and flopped into the armchair. 

“I like your dog.” Maeve smiled at her eldest daughter. 

“His name is Taco.” She hugged the bundle of fur closer to her. 

“Let me guess, Lily named him?” Maeve chuckled. 

Daisy simply nodded. 

“I don’t need to talk about what I heard dad saying to uncle Luke.” Daisy told them, not making eye contact with either of them. 

“You might not need to, pumpkin, but we do.” Spencer leant his elbows on his knees, feeling both rage and hurt crashing through him. 

“I know what an affair is.” Daisy squeezed the dog with her good arm but if he minded he didn’t complain. “You cheated on dad. You had sex with another man while you were married.” 

Spencer’s stomach coiled into knots. Nothing could have ever prepared him for hearing his daughter say sex. It made his stomach coil into knots. 

Maeve glanced at Spencer as though subconsciously trying to decide who would speak.

Spencer would be damned if he was going to be the one to explain what Maeve had done. 

Maeve sighed before looking back at her daughter. 

“Sometimes mommy’s and daddy’s fall out of love, sweetheart.” She said, the exact same way she did when they first separated. “Mommy made some bad decisions. I had an affair. With Bobby. It was stupid and selfish of me and I hate myself for it. But your dad and I weren’t happy. It’s not an excuse but it’s the truth.” 

Spencer jaw clenched hard, the sound of his teeth grinding together filling his ears. 

Was that true? Weren’t they happy? Spencer had thought they were, at least he’d thought they were something close to happy. Did that make him completely foolish for thinking? 

He hadn’t known Maeve wasn’t happy, she’s never said anything, he’d never seen the signs. 

By the time she started her affair they were in a rhythm. Lily was three and Daisy was nine. Spencer was home more with his job at Georgetown and they’d found their groove. 

Or so he’d thought. 

Maeve had never once suggested she wasn’t happy. So it was news to Spencer to hear otherwise. 

“How could you do that to dad?” Daisy sniffed against Taco’s matted fur. 

Spencer wanted an answer to that too, he’d wanted an answer to that for the past year. 

He wanted to let Maeve answer that, explain to him and their child how she could have torn their family apart the way she did. 

He’d waited for an explanation for that for a long time. 

But right now wasn’t the right moment. As much as he needed answers, right now he and Maeve needed to be on the same side for Daisy’s sake. 

“Adults make mistakes, pumpkin.” Spencer spoke softly. “And sometimes they are big, earth shattering mistakes.”

Like cheating on your husband. Or showing up drunk at the home of the woman you're seeing and trying to force her into bed. 

“You can’t be ok with this.” A few tears rolled down her cheeks and Spencer was out of his seat in a flash and dropping to his knees in front of his daughter. 

His heart was shattering. There was nothing in the whole world worse than seeing your child cry. Each tear that seared down her cheek felt like another piece of his heart crumbling away. 

He had to ignore his instinctive hatred for Maeve for Daisy’s well-being. He had to push all his resentment aside so he could comfort his eldest daughter. 

This wasn’t about him. It wasn’t about Maeve. It was bigger than them both. 

He took a deep breath, tried to swallow down his anguish, and then he spoke as calmly as he could muster. 

“I was mad at your mom for a really long time. But she made a mistake. She’s been punished enough, baby.” He cupped her face gently in his hands and wiped at her tear stains with the pads of his thumbs. 

Her body wracked with sobs and Spencer wanted to kill Maeve at that moment. He had never despised his ex-wife more than he did right then. 

“How can you be ok with this? She hurt you! She’s the reason you got divorced!” Daisy wailed, wriggling free of Spencer’s hold on her face and using the dog as a barrier between them. 

“We have to pick and choose our battles sweetheart. Sometimes a fight is just not worth having. Your mom is sorry for what she did. And I’ve accepted that. Do you think you can?” It was killing Spencer to defend Maeve. 

Maeve didn’t deserve his support. He thought Daisy was probably smart enough to see right through him and his fake endorsement of her mother. 

Daisy shook her head violently and suddenly tossed the dog on the floor where he somehow stuck the landing although he looked very surprised by the sudden movement. 

She jumped to her feet, nearly knocking Spencer over in the process and he stumbled a little, pushing himself back up. 

“No. No. I can’t forgive you for this.” She glared at Maeve. “You left us. You left us because of Bobby! You hurt dad and that’s not fair!” 

She dashed past Spencer and stormed loudly upstairs. Seconds later the sound of her bedroom door slamming shut reverberated around the house. 

Maeve’s eyes welled with tears which she was quick to wipe away before Spencer noticed them. 

She stood up from the couch and moved a little closer to him. He was still staring at the living room door in the wake of his daughter's sudden departure. 

“Thanks for having my back.” She choked out. 

Spencer spun away from the door and glared at her, his detest for her pouring from his eyes and stabbing her like daggers. 

“I didn’t do it for you.” He spat as though the words were poison on his tongue. “I didn’t mean any of that. I was trying to make sure our daughter didn’t hate you the way I do. But to be perfectly honest, you deserve it.” 

Maeve chewed on her lip, trying to remain calm and ignite a fight. 

“Spencer, please,” she sniffed. 

“Get out of my house.” He turned his back on her again, not wanting to look at her let alone have her in his home. 

“It’s my house too.” She snapped, unable to keep the annoyance from her voice. 

“It has not been your home since you signed the divorce papers. This is my house. And that’s my kid up there in pieces because she now knows what a fucking whore her mother is!” 

Maeve suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder somewhat roughly and spun him around to face her. 

“If you hadn't opened your big mouth then she wouldn’t be in pieces.” She couldn’t disguise the venom in her tone. 

“Don’t you dare put this on me.” He spat, anger flooding through his veins. “You’re the one who cheated Maeve. I kept your sordid little secret from them to protect you but you don’t deserve protecting. I hope Daisy hates you. It’s what you deserve!” 

“If you hadn’t been such a shitty husband I wouldn’t have had to look elsewhere!” Maeve raised her voice, the words leaving her mouth before she had a chance to stop them. 

That almost pushed Spencer to breaking point. It was almost enough to drive him over the edge, past the point of no return. 

His fist clenched and unclenched are his sides, trying to reel himself back in before he crossed the line and said something he would never recover from. 

He wasn’t going to allow her to break him. 

“If I was such a shitty husband you could have had the decency to leave. You should have walked away. But instead you spread your legs for the first man who looked your way.” It was the nicest he could be given the situation. There were much more nasty things he could have said and he was almost proud of himself for refraining. 

“It wasn’t like that!” Maeve scoffed. “Don’t think I wish it had been different? Don’t you think I could have just left so easily? We had to think about the kids!”

“Oh so you were thinking about the girls when you fucked another man for three years? While I was at home with them, feeding them and bathing them and keeping them alive, you were thinking about them?” He knew Daisy would inevitably be able to hear them yelling but he couldn’t help himself. 

He was livid. He was seething. He’d bottled this up for a year and he couldn’t contain himself any longer. 

“The last thing I wanted to do was tear our family apart, Spencer. But I'd be damned if I was going to spend my life with a man who resented me!”

“I never said I resented you.” 

“You didn’t need to say it! Your facial expression and your demeanour towards me told me more than your words ever could. You only married me because I fell pregnant and you resented me for that. We were drunk and we forgot to use protection but you’re just as liable for that as I am.” She lowered her voice a little, hoping her daughter wasn’t listening to this. 

“Fine so I resented you. But I was always faithful. I might not have been happy but I never even so much as looked at another woman! 

I was good to you! I was always good to you. I gave you everything! I quit a job I loved so I could be there to help with the kids. My goddamn money paid for this house. Hell, my money paid for everything because god knows you never worked a day of our relationship!” Spencer threw his hands up in the air in frustration. 

They were really airing some grievances now, ones that had been hovering just under the surface for their entire relationship. 

“I was at home looking after a little girl while you were away all the damn time! I raised Daisy on my own! You were never there!” Maeve screamed, tears suddenly escaping her eyes and flowing heavily down her flushed cheeks. 

“Somebody had to be earning money! I did everything for you, you selfish bitch! I did everything in my power for you and the girls to have a nice home, a nice life. And you repaid me by fucking another man for three years! Get out of my house. Get out of my house and never come back you whore!” Spencer realised then he was crying too, completely out of the blue. 

They weren’t tears of sadness though. His tears stemmed from a year's worth of bitterness and turmoil. The tears were his pent up disgust at his wife's betrayal. 

Silence descended on the room, the only thing permeating was their heavy breathing. 

And then the front door opened and Bobby and Lily entered the house. Lily was happily licking an ice cream cone that was dribbling down her hand. 

Both Spencer and Maeve turned away to wipe their tears before their daughter could see. 

“I got mint chocolate chip!” Lily cheered, jumping up and down. “I bet Taco would like to try it!”

She made a dash for the dog for Spencer quickly put an arm out to stop her. 

“No, pumpkin, Taco can’t eat ice cream.” Spencer sniffed. 

Lily frowned a little as she inspected her fathers puffy red eyes. 

“Have you been crying, daddy?” She furrowed her brow, pastel green ice cream coating her mouth and cheeks. 

“No sweetheart, it’s just allergies.” He forced a smile and it pained him to do so. 

She frowned at him before looking at her mom who’s eyes matched Spencer’s. 

“Do you have allergies too mommy?” She lapped her tongue over the melting ice cream. 

“Yes darling, I do.” Maeve nodded. 

“Say goodbye to mommy, Lily. She’s leaving.” Spencer patted her back in the direction of Maeve, wanting to get rid of his bitch of ex-wife and her new lover as soon as possible. 

“Oh no! Can’t you stay, mommy?” Lily wrapped her free hand around her mom’s waist. 

“No baby, Bobby and I have to go. But we’ll see you next weekend ok?” Maeve crouched down next to her daughter and pulled a tissue from her pocket before wiping her messy face. 

“Ok mommy!” Lily chirupped before continuing her work on her ice cream, effectively covering herself again. 

Maeve stood back up and glanced at Spencer but he averted his gaze. 

Bobby placed a comforting hand on her back and led her towards the door. 

Lily was none the wiser. 

Spencer heard the door open and close as he tried desperately to keep his tears at bay. 

***

Later that night after cleaning ice cream from Lily’s face and hair, he put her to bed and read her story for a while.

Her eyes were half closed and she was fighting sleep by the time he put the book down. 

“Close your eyes.” He laughed, bowing his head to kiss her forehead. 

“I’m not tired.” She whined, stifling a yawn. 

“Of course not.” He stood from the bed and padded towards the door. “Goodnight pumpkin, I love you.”

“Love you too dad.” She replied sleepily.

He moved to the next room and hovered outside Daisy’s door. He ran his fingers over the blue wooden letters that spelt his eldest daughters name. 

He heard faint sniffles coming from inside and his heart shattered in his chest. 

He pushed open the door and crept inside. 

She was curled up in a ball, sobbing quietly against her pillow, her purple cast tucked close to her body. 

It physically pained him to see her this sad. He hated this. He hated what Maeve had done. 

He shuffled across the room and cautiously laid himself down on the mattress next to his daughter. 

She instantly curled into his side, burying her head in his chest. 

She sobbed against his shirt while Spencer wrapped her in his arms and placed soft kisses in her hair. 

He ran the palm of his hand up and down her back in a vain attempt to calm her. 

“It’s ok, pumpkin. It’s all going to be ok.” He whispered into her hair. 

Daisy wailed loudly, wrapping her arm around Spencer’s stomach and wiping his snotty nose on him. 

This wasn’t fair. He’d do anything to take her pain away. He would give his right arm to stop her hurting. And his left. He wished there was something he could do to stop this agony she was feeling. 

“I hate her dad! I hate her for doing that to you! I’ll never forgive her for this!” Daisy balled and he held her tighter. 

You and me both, kid, he thought, staring up at the ceiling. 

“You don’t hate her, sweetheart. You’re angry right now and that’s completely natural. But she’s your mom, you don’t hate her.” He stroked her hair back off her face and she frantically shook her hair against his chest. 

“I do hate her! It’s her fault we don’t get to live with our dad and our mom. It’s her fault you’re sad all the time!” 

Spencer closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose with his free hand. He used his other hand to guide Daisy’s face up to look at him. 

Her eyes were red raw and his chest constricted.

“What makes you think I’m sad, Daisy?” He tried to keep his voice levelled. 

“Aunty Emily and Grandpa Dave have told me all about profiling.” She shuffled up the pillows a little.

“Did they now?” Spencer mentally cursed his friends. 

“Yes they taught me all about reading micro expressions.” She wiped her eyes on her bedsheets. 

“Ok…?” Spencer felt a little uncomfortable knowing this teenage daughter had been taught to read human behaviour. 

“You have sad eyes dad.” She sighed a little as she spoke. “You have done since mom left.” 

Goddamn Emily and Rossi, he was not at all amused by this. 

His thirteen year old daughter should not know that her dad has sad eyes. 

“Pumpkin,” he cupped her face. “I am sad, but I’m sad for you and your sister. It breaks my heart that your mother did this to you.” 

“Do you miss her?” She narrowed her eyes on him. 

“No.” He lied. He was lying to his daughter, right to her face. 

“Are you angry at her?”

“No.” He did it again. 

Daisy scrutinised his face, trying to read those micro expressions Emily and Dave had taught her. 

But Spencer had a great poker face under pressure and he gave nothing away. 

“Are you done profiling me?” He chuckled when she didn’t speak. 

“For now.” She shrugged, flopping her head back to the pillow. 

“Get some rest, sweetheart. Sleep is a great healer.” He kissed her cheek before pushing himself to his feet. 

He watched her snuggle beneath the sheets as he headed to the door. 

“Love you dad.” She whispered as he stepped outside. 

“Love you more. Now sleep.” He closed the door behind himself and pressed his back up against as tears sprung behind his eyes. 

He hated lying to his daughters. He never wanted to be the kind of dad that lied to his children. 

But unfortunately the situation had required him to do so. 

He hoped sleep would help her feel better but honestly Spencer didn’t know if it would. 

If sleep really was a great healer, Spencer would sleep for an eternity. 

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Unanswered Questions I Have From Cruel Summer Season 2:

What was Debbie’s illness? They never told us what it was. Megan mentioned remission so it could be some form of cancer but idk.

What was the point of Lily? She was there for like 3 episodes and then she fucked off and disappeared to who knows where. In the first episode during summer 2000 it seemed like she hated Megan. She called her bitch and a freak. Where did the animosity come from? Nothing in the season would change if she didn’t exist.

What did Megan do with tape of Isabella killing Luke? Did she turn it in? Did she just sit with it and let Brent take the fall for killing Luke?

Did Ned never see the tape from the camera pointing to the dock? The whole season could’ve been wrapped up really quickly if Ned turned in the tape. He has those camera on 24/7. He’s probably watched them so he should’ve seen it.

What happened with Megan’s pregnancy? They never told us how it ended. Did she get an abortion? Have a miscarriage? The baby should’ve been born by the summer 2000 timeline but there’s no mention of it besides the police interrogation. Did she even have it?

What happened with Megan’s dad? He showed up for one episode and then left, never to be seen again. It was never explained why he came to Chatham. We know he payed for Megan’s lawyer at least.

Why did the writers have Debbie date Steve even though Luke and Megan were dating? That’s just really fucking weird. If Debbie and Steve got married then Megan and Luke would be step siblings.

How did Megan explain the bloody sheets to Debbie? Those were the sheets with Luke’s blood so what did she tell her?

Why didn’t the police check the cabin the moment Luke became a missing person? Why wait until his body was found? The first step should’ve been checking places he frequently goes.

Why did Megan only clean the cabin once Luke’s body was found? Did she and Isabella really just leave everything as it was from that night? They left the blood, pills, sheets, etc. when they should’ve cleaned a while ago.

Did Isabella really kill Lisa? Why was that left unanswered? Are just supposed to assume and come to our own conclusions?

Will Isabella ever be arrested? Megan now has actual proofs that Isabella is the killer and if she turns it in the police will have to track her down. The reason the plot twist in season 1 worked was because Jeanette is the only one who knows the truth and taking that secret to the grave. That can’t work here.

Why did Megan and Isabella storm into Steve’s office saying they saw his car? The should’ve just gone to the police first instead of making him aware that there was evidence against him.

What caused Megan to drastically change her appearance? With Jeanette the showed her cutting her hair but with Megan we’re just left to guess.

Why is Isabella the way she is? She’s really controlling and likes to play God with others. Why? What’s the reason?

Did Isabella give the police the tape from the cabin? She said she’s destroy it but she always could’ve lied idk.

Where the hell was Debbie during the last episode. Seriously where did she go?

Why the hell was Isabella even at the dock? As far as she knew Luke was still tied up in that cabin. Also why did she arrive all dressed up like that?

How many times has Isabella done this “ride or die” best friends bullshit? She talked about all the other places she’s lived so did she also do it there?

Does anyone remember Megan asking that one guy in summer 2000 who he had been talking to because the sheriff was asking questions? She gave him a floppy disk and said she upping the price. What was that? Who was that?

These are all the questions I could think of off the top of my head but this entire season has so many plot holes and unanswered questions that I might have more. I feel like the episodes should’ve been longer so they could really fit everything in or season 2 should’ve just gotten an extra episode.

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I'm re-watching High School Musical the Musical The Series (again) and even though I love this silly show so much, I'm compiling a list of things I would change for my own sanity. Get ready for some of the most niche nitpicks you can imagine!

Give the poor background kid who plays Ryan in HSM during season 1 his part back. We only ever see this kid during the "Status Quo" dance. He's not even in "Bop to the Top." I love Seb, but dang it, Sharpay and Ryan are an iconic duo.😞

Figure out what to do with EJ from the beginning. He is such a good character at his core, but the writers fumbled the bag with him so many times.

Ashlyn or Seb should have gotten offered a spot at the Youth Actors Conservatory instead of Nini. You know they carried that musical, and then we could have avoided the entire YAC arc.

More Natalie Bagley (the stage manager). She's hilarious and has a good voice.

More Kaden (background guy with bleached blond hair). Idk I just like him for some reason 😅

Make Seb the Beast in season 2. Justice for Seb!!!!!

The award that they want to win in season 2 not only has a cash prize, but a scholarship too! If the wildcats won, that scholarship could have seriously changed someone's life!

Lily seems like the type of person who would let the Wildcats perform The Rose Song and let them get disqualified without telling them about the rule. Just saying...

Why are the Wildcats ordered to stop production on Beauty and the Beast for going to North High and literally not doing anything, while a North High teacher stole their property and yet doesn't get punished? Also, why do they just drop this plot point later? I don't remember seeing it get resolved.

Ditch Ashlyn's "make way for Belle" attitude at the beginning of season 3. Seriously, what's up with that? Do the writers know her at all?

WE NEVER GET TO SEE JET ACTUALLY PLAY HANS!? WHAT IS THIS NONSENSE?

We never find out what Carlos was aiming to do by changing the Frozen cast list. Who did he want to play?🤔

This is going to be an unpopular opinion, but I didn't need Maddox and Ashlyn to get together. We could keep the arc about Ashlyn (and Big Red) discovering she's bi at camp, but I just don't feel the same chemistry as I do between her and Big Red. They're fine together; there's nothing really wrong with the ship. I just didn't like the way Ashlyn and Big Red broke up. And it felt a little like both Ashlyn and Big Red had to end up with people of the same gender to somehow "validate" the fact that they're both bi. (Yes it's a funny reveal at the end with the fake French kid revealing that he likes Big Red, but the point still stands). Again, Ashlyn and Maddox isn't a bad ship at all, I just feel like everything between these 3 could have been handled better.

Get rid of Dani is season 4. I'm sorry, but she doesn't add anything to the show (even though she gets chiller by the end). Nothing against her, she's just a nothing character.

BRING BIG RED AND SEB BACK FOR THE ENTIRE LAST SEASON! And scrap the cheating plotline. I don't have the patience for this nonsense.

I love Miss Jenn and Mr. Mazzara being end game (they're just like Luke and Lorelai from Gilmore Girls!!!!!), but there has to be a better reason to break up with Ricky's dad. It felt so rushed.

Where the hell were all the extras that end up in the musical when Miss Jenn needed eight people to show up to the rehearsal? The main characters ditching that important rehearsal already annoyed me, but you'd think she'd get some of the ensemble to show up. Even if they said that most of them are doing the movie, some of them could have showed up, considering how big the ensemble is in the end.

Also in season 4, they talk about Miss Jenn and Mr. Mazzara's first meeting, but don't we see their first meeting back in season 1? Like...isn't it completely different?

As much as I love Miss Jenn wanting to continue teaching, I feel like she should have gotten her Broadway moment, at least for a little while. She was born to play Glinda.

I need to see Emmy become Natalie Bagley's protégé. They deserve to rule the world.

We needed an Olivia cameo at the end of the series. It could have been her face-timing the Wildcats. It could have been the camera zooming out when the rest of them were singing "Born to be Brave" to have her watching the video. Something! Anything!

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An Ashton & Posy Adventure--Luke&Lily oneshot

Just a fun little something before introducing the new baby!

Enjoy!

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There’s a lot of commotion at the Hemming’s house when Ashton enters the door. Oliver is crying as he follows you around the living room, his arms up wanting to be held. You’re talking softly to him as you pick up toys. Posy is in the kitchen with Petunia trying to teach her tricks by dangling treats. Petunia is barking loudly. It’s Saturday so Lily is over by Cory and Ella’s. 

“Lovie, have you seen my wallet?” Luke appears from the hallway then swiftly scoops Oliver into his arms. He quiets a little but is still reaching for you.

“Should be where you always put it,” you sigh folding up a fuzzy plane blanket, “the kitchen counter. When is–oh! Ashton, how long have you been here?”

The three of you face Ashton, Oliver’s sniffling and rubbing at his eyes.

“Not too long,” Ashton shakes his head with a smile. “You remember me and Posy are spending the day together, right?”

“Of course we did! Sorry–” you take Oliver from Luke and he nestles into your neck– “it’s been a crazy morning.”

“Hey bug,” Luke calls to Posy, “did you see who’s here?”

“Huh? UNCA ASH!”

She drops the treats for Petunia who gobbles them up and Posy runs towards Ashton. He lifts her in his arms for a big hug, her little arms wrapped around his neck tightly. 

“Hi little one, are you ready for our adventure day?”

“Yes!”

“Go get your shoes, Pose,” you tell her. You’re bouncing Oliver and rubbing at his back. He hasn’t been feeling well and has been signing ‘hold me’ for the last week. He also has been tugging at his ears so you think he has an ear infection but you have to wait until Monday to go see the doctor. 

Ashton sets Posy down and she runs to her room.

“Does she have a bag?” Ashton asks.

“Yeah. It’s got extra clothes, some snacks, and her water bottle,” Luke moves into the kitchen to grab her red backpack. “Which beach are you going to?”

“Big Rock. They have cool tide pools she’ll like and we can collect rocks and shells.”

“She’ll love that,” you smile and kiss the side of Oliver’s head.

“Little guy’s still not feeling well?” Ashton pouts approaching you. He cocks his head to look at his nephew then rubs his curls atop his head. 

“No, so he’s extra cuddly,” you hum.

“I’m sure mama’s cuddles help a ton, huh buddy? How’re you doing?”

“Great! I’ve got a ton of energy all of a sudden so I’ve been cleaning the house.”

“Luke says you’ve got the crib set up in Oli’s room?”

“Yeah,” you sigh. “With my due date happening in a little less than a month it’s too late to house hunt. Crystal keeps sending me links though so maybe after a few months we can go look at some.”

“And he’s still not talking?”

“Not yet. His hearing is fine, so that’s good. But with him being a preemie, he’s just taking a little bit more time,” you smile and stroke his cheek lovingly. 

“I’m ready! I have my matching hat!” Posy announces and she plops her green bucket hat on her head. She always stole Ashton’s. She also has her own small backpack, some books, and a bright blue mesh bag. In her excitement some of her books fell to the floor.

“You don’t need your whole room, little one,” Ashton giggles then makes his way over to his niece to help her pick up the books. 

“They’re books of rocks and shells! And I got a rock collecting bag,” she explains holding up the blue mesh bag.

“She’s been looking forward to your adventure day for weeks,” you smile. Your voice is softer now because Oliver has fallen asleep.

“I’ve been looking forward to it, too,” he smiles down at Posy. “Let’s take two books, okay? Which ones do  you want?”

She selects the one about shells and a Bluey book.

“Perfect. Ready to go, munchkin?” Ashton asks.

He gathers her things while she says goodbye to you and Luke. Once she’s settled in her carseat Ashton presses play on her favorite playlist and starts the thirty minute drive to the beach. Posy fills him in about school and her karate class and how Oliver can sign her name now.

“Where’s Auntie Kay?” she asks kicking her feet.

“She’s away taking pictures for her job, she’ll be home soon.”

“Can we have a sleepover again?”

“That’s a great idea and I know Auntie Kay will love it. We’re almost to the beach, Po.”

When they arrive, they use the bathroom first and then carry all of their beach belongings. Ashton mainly has everything until they find a spot in the sand. It’s a nice warm day with a cool breeze from the ocean.

“Can I take off my shoes?” Posy asks while he weighs down the blanket with some rocks.

“The water might be a little cold,” Ashton warns.

“I’m tough,” she plants her hands on her hips and has a little scowl on her face. 

Ashton can’t help but laugh because she looks exactly like you and Luke right now.

“Okay, we’ll try it. But if it is too cold we’ll both put our shoes back on. Deal?”

“Okay!”

With her mesh bag slung over her shoulders, niece and uncle walk along the sand holding hands. They collect a lot of shells and rocks and Posy loves wading into the water feeling the sand squish between her toes. They read her books together and enjoy their snacks while watching birds fly across the water. 

She even steals his phone and they have a small photoshoot with each other. Posy places her shells on his forearms so they’re in the circles of his moons and takes a picture of that as well. After a few hours they walk along the beach again.

“What’s that?” she gasps suddenly stopping.

“What’s what?”

“That noise!” 

She lets go of his hand and runs to a small forested area. Ashton runs after her, eying the place to make sure nothing dangerous was hidden inside. He hears something that sounds like chirping.

“It’s a nest!” she gasps and gets on her knees to crawl inside.

“Posy!” Ashton tries to grab her feet but she’s in the underbrush and he gets on all fours to follow her. “You need to be careful, you don’t know what’s in here.”

“Look! It’s baby birds!” 

The two of them gaze at a nest that is clearly broken. There’s only one small bird inside and Ashton knows it’s a little duckling. His eyes gaze around to see broken shells and racoon prints. The one small duck is chirping softly beneath the sand, sticks and leaves. 

“Hi buddy,” Posy greets softly and picks him up in her small hands. “Look, Unca Ash!” 

“Very nice,” Ashton says. He’s distracted trying to find the mother duck but it’s silent. Was the duckling abandoned? “Let’s go back to the blanket.”

They scramble out of the brush and back onto the sand, Posy is still holding the duckling. 

“He likes me!” she smiles gleefully as the duck fits comfortably in her hold. “We need to take care of him.”

“I don’t–” 

“Please? He’s only a baby,” Posy pouts up at him with puppy eyes. Ashton sighs.

“Okay. But let’s take him back to my house, okay?”

“Yay!” She skips away and Ashton has a fleeting thought of yours and Luke’s faces if Ashton brought back a duckling to their house. 

***

Posy found things around his house to put the duckling in, an old fish tank with newspaper on the bottom and a small dish of water. While he put away the beach things she went out in the backyard in search of worms to feed the duck. To Ashton’s astonishment, the little yellow bird followed her around in the grass. He then searched on his phone what to do to take care of a duckling but stopped so he could take video of the duck following Posy.

According to Google, ducks can imprint on humans if they’re the first thing they see and that little duck followed Posy everywhere. Ashton had her pose for pictures which he sent to you and Luke. 

“I love him, Unca Ash,” Posy giggles and nuzzles her nose against the ducks soft fuzzy head.

“What are you going to name him?”

“Philbert.”

“That’s the best name ever.”

Little did he know how deep and true the imprinting would be because when it was time to take Posy home, Philbert went ballistic in the fish tank. Ashton hoped you and Luke wouldn’t be too mad about bringing home a stray duck.

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Hai hai!! Welcome to TPP's ask blog! The rules r simple:

1) do not spam asks

2) no nsfw asks

Chars:

Alton Towers:

Matthew (the Smiler, he/him)

Oliver (Oblivion, he/they)

Marmaliser (he/It)

Riko (Spinball Whizzer, he/they)

Lucas (Enterprise, he/It)

Luke (Submission, he/they)

Galaxis-SW5 (Galactica, She/It)

Nemesis (She/they)

Rita (She/her)

13 (She/they)

Nené (She/her)

MagicLand:

Misty (Mystika, She/her)

Abby (esplorabruco, She/her)

Isla (isola volante, She/her)

CosmoKit (Cosmo Academy, She/her)

ThunderKit (She/her)

Lily (stagno Magico, She/her)

Mary (haunted hotel, She/they)

Steam (Shock SM, he/him)

Lum (Cagliostro, he/they)

Maroon (Wild Rodeo, he/him)

Brandon (Dune, he/they)

Olly (Olandese Volante, he/It)

GB (he/him)

Rayan (le rapide, he/him)

ShockBot (they/them)

Gardaland:

OBH (OBTH, She/they)

Ginger (She/It)

Simon (Space Vertigo, he/him)

Wylie (Wolf Legend, they/them)

Mirabilandia:

Daniela (Desmo Race, She/her)

Isaac (Ispeed, he/him)

Ax3l (Reset, he/they)

Some extras:

Bubblez (Zoomarine, She/her)

Mirabelle (Miragica, She/they)

CCW (She/they)

Pillarstone (he/It)

Merlin (they/them)

All the chars belongs to @caglica !!

(note: a lot of these chars are WIPs :3)

[silent-dragon]

TWST Student OC Profile ~ Levina Leclair

Personal Info

Name: Levina Ion Leclair

Gender: Demiboy (He/They)

Age: 18

Species: Human Fae Mixed

Height: 186cm/6ft'1in 

Orientation: Pansexual

Eye Color: Pink,Blue,Yellow Ombre,Black Sclera

Hair Color: Teal & Pink

Family: Joltina Glow Leclair - Mother

Lumen Luxa Leclair - Aunt

Luke Watt Leclair - Cousin

Lily Pixa Leclair - Cousin

Homeland: Boulevard of Shine

Twist of Iono from Pokémon Scarlet & Violet

College Info

School: Royal Sword Academy

School Year: 3rd

Best Subject: Mathematics & Social Media

Occupation: Gaming Streamer,IRL Streamer,Social Media Personality,Electrician,Computer Support Helper

Other Info

Likes: Gaming,Electronics,Social Media,Thunderstorms,Thunder Magic,Hanging Out with Friends,Entertaining People,Pastel Colors,Making Buzz sounds when he talks,Keeping Active,Super Fizzy Soda,Extra Cheese Pizza

Unique Magic: Under the Buzz! - He can create a cloudy fog that turns into a Thunderstorm once it builds up affecting the area around him. He hasn't learned how to control this fully.

Personality: Energetic and spunky youth. He is always doing something and doing it over the top when streaming to his fans. Off camera he is so sweet and friendly but is always thinking about being on camera as feels he needs to entertain.

Bio: One of many popular gaming streamers. Known for playing rpgs & survival type games. He is also known for doing irl streams where it's just him hanging out with his best friends or cousin Luke. Has two drone like orb cameras that grow,float and zip around him streaming/filming things so he can be handsfree when doing irl stuff. They attach to his beefy computer to be gaming cams as well.

Often gets asked about the red gem that embedded in his chest and eyes having no white sclera to which he just makes a grrr sound and says he is scary. In truth he is one that is called children of darkness and features are evident of that. Just like his cousin is super smart with numbers but is computer smart too with having his other job helping people with computer & electric issues.

[potionsprefect]

A Place To Call Home

Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x Victoria Clarke

Word Count: 1k

Summary: Victoria and Ethan make a house a home

Rating: General Audiences

Category: Fluff

Victoria grinned as she opened the garden furniture boxes. They had ordered the outdoor things when they still lived in Ethan’s apartment and now they were in their forever home, they could finally put it to use.

She probably should be helping with the inside stuff but the weather was so nice and Victoria wanted to be outside. Her rings glistened in the Boston sun and she smiled as she looked down at her hand.

They had only recently returned from their honeymoon and it had been absolute bliss. It felt so good to finally be a married couple and Victoria loved having ‘Ramsey’ at the end of her name.

“You’re supposed to unpack the indoor items first.” A voice said. Victoria looked up to see Ethan emerging from the bifold doors a smile on his face.

“It’s a beautiful day. I want to be outside.” Victoria laughed.

“I can’t argue with that. But there’s hundreds of boxes inside that also need unpacking. And my dad and your parents aren’t here yet so it’s down to us.”

Victoria smiled. “I’ll make you a deal. Let’s get these items unpacked quickly.” She gestured to the outdoor furniture boxes. “And then we’ll head inside and unpack the boxes and when we have lunch, we can sit out here and eat it.”

“How quickly can we set this up?” Ethan asked.

“We’ll find out when we get it open. Let’s not waste anymore time!” Victoria opened one of the boxes.

It didn’t take long before the seats and table were set up on the patio, the Boston sun still beating down on them. There were enough chairs and extra ones for when family and friends visited, luckily the house already had a garden shed for which Ethan and Victoria were keen to take advantage off.

“Now the sun loungers. Very essential for a poolside.” Ethan said sarcastically.

“I haven’t been going on about them for that long.” Victoria laughed.

Ethan rolled his eyes. “The minute you saw the pool I knew this was going to be the one.”

“Don’t pretend you didn’t think the same.” Victoria winked.

The outdoor furniture by the pool was done and Victoria and Ethan then headed back into the house.

“We finally made it.” Ethan smiled down at Victoria.

Victoria wrapped her arms around his waist. “We did. And there’s so much to look forward to.” She pressed a kiss to his cheek.

They found their forever home and couldn’t wait to see what was ahead for them.

“That’s not straight.” Victoria said.

Ethan held the picture down, a sigh falling from his lips. “Do you want to get up on this ladder and put it up yourself?”

“No way I’d break it! And I know if you weren’t holding that you’d use one of your hands to pinch the bridge of your nose.” Victoria laughed.

“Well yes because putting up a picture shouldn’t be this difficult. It’s not like they’re going to notice until they are at least four.” Ethan replied.

“No but we’ll remember all the fun we had putting it up.” Victoria laughed as she stroked her belly.

With a few more adjustments, Ethan finally had the picture up on the wall. He wasn’t so sure about a black and white picture of a giraffe but he started to come round to the idea and for where it went on the wall, it actually went well with the decor.

“It’ll be just like their dad is watching them.” Victoria smirked.

“You’re never going to let that one go.” Ethan laughed as he pulled his wife into his arms.

“Never. And I’ll teach our children about it too. And about how their father is the most kind and thoughtful person I have ever met. And that they are so lucky to have a dad like you.”

Ethan pulled Victoria in for a lingering kiss and then bent down and pressed two kisses to Victoria’s belly.

It wouldn’t be long until they had their twins in their lives and they couldn’t wait for the excitement they would bring.

“Are you ready to see your new rooms?” Victoria looked down at Luke and Lily.

“Are all my toys in there?” Luke asked.

“Well if you come with me and Lily goes with Mommy we’ll find out.” Ethan laughed as he led Luke to his new room.

“Ready Lil?” Victoria looked down at her daughter.

“Yeah! I hope it’s pink!” Lily giggled.

“Close your eyes and no peeking!” Victoria said.

Lily covered her eyes with her hands letting out a little laugh as Victoria led her into her new room.

“Can I open them?”

“You can!”

Lily opened her eyes and gasped at the look of her new room. One wall had been painted pink, the other white and there were pictures of unicorns on the wall as well as a family picture. Her bed was right near the window where it overlooked the garden and she had a desk in the corner of the room while her toys were in another.

“It’s pink! And my toys are here!” Lily grinned as she picked up her large teddy.

“Do you like it?” Victoria smiled.

“I love it! Thank you Mommy.” Lily smiled as she wrapped her arms around Victoria’s legs.

“Lily! My room is blue! Is yours pink like you wanted!” Luke ran into the room.

“Yes! And I got unicorns! Did you get dinosaurs?” Lily asked.

“Yes!”

“So I’m guessing you like them then?” Ethan laughed.

“Yes! Thank you so much!” Luke said.

“Now you’ve got to promise us that you’ll keep them tidy.” Victoria said with a stern voice.

“And that means putting all your toys away when you’re not playing with them.” Ethan raised an eyebrow.

Luke and Lily looked at each other. “Is he talking about the Lego piece?”

“Yes. I do not want a repeat of that.” Ethan replied.

Victoria crouched down to the twins’ height. “Your Dad is right. Even if it was a bit funny.” Victoria winked.

The twins giggled as they reached for some toys out of the new toy baskets.

“It really feels like a home now.” Ethan smiled.

“It does. We’ve come a long way but it was all worth it.” Victoria said.

The Ramsey family were loving life. Their home was perfect and they couldn’t wait for what would come next.

Stepping on Lego is not the one lol

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[findroleplay]

I only RP on Discord. 21+ peas and ques.

About me: Izzy, She/they, 23 I'm looking for people who can write 2-5 paragraphs using functional grammar. I'm not looking for perfect I just gotta know what you're saying. I only write in the third person and ask that you do the same when writing with me. I work full-time in the school system (yikes I know) and I'm also a college student (double yikes) SO response times may vary. I try to respond daily but sometimes life gets extra lifey and it's once a week. Please do not bug me for responses that being said I am more than happy to have some OOC chit-chat in the meantime. In fact, I love OOC chit-chatting with my RP buddies. Tell me about the books your reading, yummy food, movies or tv shows you're watching. Rec some music. Share the cute fur babies. Seriously I love it and totally do think of my RP partners as friends. By all means, if this isn't your thing tell me to piss off. That's fine. OK Back on track. Plots: I love to write romance, slice of life, action, mystery, adventure, hurt/comfort, crack, fluff, angst, spice. Like all of the things blended into one. I like to have a dynamic plot loosely figured out and then just continue to build on it as we develop characters and their dynamics. I write both OCxCC and CCxCC NO OCXOC sorry! Fandoms I write for are:

Marvel (MCU and Comics): I’m open to OCxCC, CCxCC, ABO, and Poly in this one I love world-building and meshing MCU canon with comic Canon and our own idea’s as well. If we’re doing CCXCC I do have a preference of M/M pairings but I am open to some M/F and F/F and other paring combinations.

Harry Potter (Marauders Era after graduation only): I’m open OCxCC and CCXCC I adore world-building for this one and bending Canon to fit our liking. I do also prefer to have multiple characters and moving parts in these plots in the background.

Criminal Minds: I’m open OCxCC, CCXCC. ABO and Poly ship here as well. I like to have a nice blend of slice of life and other things with a little bit of casework. Basically the reverse to what the show gave us.

Supernatural: I’m just looking for OCxCC here uhmm it’s been a hot minute since I’ve roleplayed this fandom. I think I’ve seen up to season ten for sure? I am planning on finishing it soon. I think my OC would pair up nicely with Dean or Cas but I’m open to your suggestions as well.

Some other less common fandoms I write are: WWE Yellowstone 911 Lonestar LOTR/Hobbit Almighty Johnsons 

Marvel Ships Storm/T'challa Steve Rogers/Wolverine S teve Rogers/Tony Stark Steve Rogers/Clint Barton Steve Rogers/Peggy Carter Steve Rogers/Natasha Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson Sam Wilson/ Rhodey Sam Wilson/Clint Barton Sam Wilson/Monica Rambue Sam Wilson/ Bucky Barnes Sam Wilson/ T'challa Sam Wilson/Natasha Natasha/Tony Stark Natasha/Matt Murdock Natasha/Bucky Barnes Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton Clint Barton/Bobbi Morse Clint Barton/ Thor Clint Barton/ Phil Coulson Clint Barton/Scott Lang Clint Barton/ Matt Murdock Clint Barton/ Jessica Drew Clint Barton/ Tony Stark Tony/Rhodey Rhodey/Carol Danvers T'Challa/Okoye Okoye/M'baku Polyvengers Criminal Minds Ships Hotch/Emily Hotch/Rossi Hotch/Morgan Morgan/Garcia Morgan/Emily Morgan/Reid Reid/Emily Reid/Rossi Reid/Luke Emily/Tara Emily/Rossi Harry Potter Ships Remus/Sirius James/Lily Remus/Dorcas Meadows Sirius/ Marlene McKinnon Bill/Flure Alice/Frank Longbottom Charlie/Tonks Bill/Tonks Remus/Tonks Crossovers I would be interested in writing. Marvel/Criminal Minds Marvel/Hobbit Marvel/Supernatural Criminal Minds/911 Lonestar Criminal Minds/WWE Other Fun stuff to know I love making playlists, mood boards, Pinterest boards, and just all of the things for RP's, ships, and characters. I'm a menace honestly. If you'd like feel free to message me here or on Discord. Discord: noneherself

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[elliepassmore]

Draw Down the Moon review

3.5/5 stars Recommended if you like: younger YA, magic schools, chosen one, childhood friends to lovers

Big thanks to Netgalley, the authors, and the publisher for an ARC in exchange for an honest review!

So...this book reads very young. And like it was written by someone in middle school. I could go on and on about how young the characters read and how they interact with each other the way no human being interacts with other people, but I'll keep this brief. These characters are all supposed to be 18, yet almost every single one of them reads like they're 12. I had to put the book down several times because of how absolutely ridiculous some of the things they said were. They also 100% do not dress like high schoolers. No high schooler is going to be caught dead in the kind of 'funny' slogan t-shirts these kids wear on the regular.

Another thing that made me put the book down was the fact that there's a Japanese character who...randomly responds in Japanese to people who don't speak Japanese. That IS NOT HOW CODE SWITCHING WORKS!!! Also, Cast gets some of the Japanese wrong, particularly in regards to respect registers, though that's of course hard to fit in when the character 'speaking' Japanese only ever uses one word at a time.

Moving on, the premise of the book rests on the 'chosen one' trope, and Wren is extra special since her powers don't quite fit the traditional categories. For most of the book Wren reads like a middle schooler, which I think she should've been and then the whole book could've been MG instead of YA, but whatever. However, there are certain points in which she acts more mature and behaves like one would expect an 18-year-old to. I'm...not really sure what her character arc is. She's very loyal to her friends, and she wants to solve the mystery of what's going on, but that's about it. While there's not really any character development going on with her, she does have a lot going on and her I'm-actually-12-in-an-18-year-old-body behavior/attitude does make her POV interesting to read.

Lee actually has a more solid character foundation, imo. He wants to uphold his family's high expectations while also honoring his sister's memory. This, naturally, leads him to do things that he thinks his sister would've done, regardless of it's something he wants. These familial expectations have, apparently, turned him from a mischief-maker like Wren into a rule-follower. His blind obedience to the rules gets kind of annoying when it's obvious there's something wrong going on at the academy. Instead, he's just like la-di-da, we should tell an authority figure (even though they're acting suspiciously). At least that's in character for him though, so I can't fault it too much even if it's annoying. That being said, while I think Lee is a stronger character, he's rather boring, and he actually acts incel-y for a portion of the book. He thinks Wren is telling him to date someone else and since she doesn't return his (unspoken) feelings, he decides to ghost her. And then somehow everyone thinks this is her fault.

Sam is really the only other character who gets enough page time for us to know. Luke, Lily, and Ruby are just kind of...there. Sam is Wren's other BFF and also has that weird mix of immature and normal-18yo. Her entrance is literally her belting the opening song from Beauty and the Beast in front of a crowd of people she just met, solely in order to say 'hi' to Wren. Luckily, Sam has smarts to her and that mostly makes up for her entrance. She's able to help Wren with the mystery and is good at making leaps that help. She's also fiercely protective of Wren.

Probably my biggest issue with this novel aside from the immaturity of the characters, is the fact that the dialogue is exposition. It's literally the embodiment of that Tumblr post talking about bad exposition "morning sis, remember how our parents are dead," is basically how things work in this novel. There are moments when things are explained through showing, so I'm not sure why so much of it is told unnecessarily through dialogue.

The ending also did not wow me. The whole book is spent building up to this moment and then after some action, things just fizzle out. Wren I think gets a magical transformation into a 20-year-old (??) and also a hair dye job (??). Somehow Wren leaves the school and I'm just very confused about the whole thing. I think Cast could've easily made this a standalone and wrapped everything up in this book, particularly if the exposition was delivered a little more smoothly.