#lydia would still try so hard to fight him back even when she can't see him😭

[the-carlos-cow-eyes]

Joining In on the Final Family As TikToks trend :) (( @barclaysangel ))

This Is literally Junior haunting Lydia as a ghost. Like, those two would STAY fighting even when one of them Is In the afterlife😭

Headcanon Is that Lydia CAN see him and even touch him sometimes, but he just likes to be petty and turn Invisible when she wants to throw hands😭

[super-unpredictable98]

Can you do Vincent being jealous of Lydia's past crush, now friend and blabbering some things in front of him that genuinely embarasses her , probably something that she told him about her past feelings or past incident and then the extra exaggeration?

Tysm ❤️

The Skeleton in Ramona's Closet | The Road Within AU

Pairing: Ramona x Vincent (OC - Exposure Therapy’ Verse)

Word Count: 1,8 k

Warning: Strong language, mental illness stuff

a/n: Thank you so much for your request, that was the first I got to work on, I'll be working on the other ones over the weeks. It says Lydia, but I imagine it was meant to be Mona, the pair I created for Vincent. I hope you like it anyway <3

(Masterlist)

"Do you think he'll like me?" Ramona asked for the millionth time. 

The week before Vincent had told her his father was coming to visit. He knew she wasn't a big fan of surprises and bringing it up on the day of would only stress her out, especially after all the things he had told her about his dad. It was safe to say she was sure the man wouldn't like her and was scared of him from the get-go.

"Of course, he's been a lot nicer lately, ever since he- fuck fuck divorced Monica. And what's there not to like about you? FAT WHORE."

"See?"

"You're not a fat whore! You know that was a tic, I'm sorry."

"I know, what I mean is that you're tics are off the charts! Means you're nervous, means you're scared, means he'll hate me!"

"You know I have a few CUNT days when I'm worse. It's just fucking Tuorette's."

Okay, that part was true, but this time Vincent was actually nervous. It would be the first time introducing a girlfriend to his dad like that. When he met Marie back in the day, they were all running away from him and it was completely different. Now if anything went wrong he would blame himself til the end of his life.

"I can hear your tics all the way from my room, can you tone it down?" Alex stood at the top of the stairs, watching as Vince contorted with spasms. 

"Sorry, I'll just dial my- cunt! My Tourette's down pressing the button up my asshole!" Vince growled.

While it wasn't so apparent, Ramona was just as perturbed. She wasn't able to eat that morning, she felt queasy and she felt her heart beating on the tips of her fingers. She was fighting with all of her willpower not to give into a panic attack or shut down completely, she couldn't just hide in her room while Mr. Rhodes came all this way to visit.

"Hey, let's breathe together, okay?" Mona took her boyfriend's hands and calmly guided him while trying to calm herself down as well. 

"Think about it, it can't be any worse than when I met your mom..." Vincent joked.

That was true, Mona's mom was still traumatized after walking in on them doing it in the shower. Every time she came to visit, Vanessa would knock very loud on the door before walking into any room and even before coming out of them. Initially, she despised Vincent, but after seeing how he managed to bring out the best in her daughter, she ended up coming to terms with their relationship.

Before any of them could say anything else, the doorbell rang. The sound made Vincent tic again and Mona shiver. Alex disappeared back into the guest room to finish cleaning it for Mr. Rhodes. 

"Just breathe and try to relax the most you can," Vincent nodded before opening the door, saying it both to Mona and to himself. "FUCK! CUNT!"

"Always so sweet," Robert taunted. "Hi, Vince."

"Hi, Dad," he looked down, trying to hide his twitching. After all this time and after making amends, he was still embarrassed to tic in front of his father. "Come in, this is Ramona, my-slut whore! My girlfriend."

"Hey, Mr. Rhodes," she waved timidly, trying very hard to look him in the eye and failing miserably. "Vince told me you work with politics, I played Evita Peron in a musical once."

"Oh... That's- interesting, like that movie with Madonna?" Robert asked.

"Yes actually, but Patti LuPone did a much better job with it on Broadway... It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Ramona. Can I shake your hand?"

"Yeah, of course!" She excitedly held out her hand. "I'm not very good at eye contact, but my handshakes are a transcendent experience I've been told."

Robert chuckled, he already liked this one way better than Marie, but he definitely wasn't going to say that. He remembered how crushed his son was when she left and the last thing he wanted was to bring back those memories and trigger another string of violent tics.

"Happy to be back at the madhouse," he joked.

"Madhouse?" Mona repeated, slightly confused about what he meant.

"Yeah, you know... Cause you all have mental illness and disorders and stuff."

"Dad, I don't think that's very politically correct," Vince smacked himself across the face. His girlfriend was very sensitive, he knew that comment would hurt her, even if she didn't say anything. She was a horrible liar, but that never stopped her from trying to hide her feelings when something got under her skin.

"It's fine," Ramona nodded.

"Hello, Mr. Rhodes!" Alex waved from the second floor. "Your room is ready, I just cleaned it up."

"Oh, I'll get settled. How about some ice cream then? You do eat ice cream, right Ramona?" Robert asked.

"Yeah, my autism doesn't stop me from eating ice cream," she laughed. 

Next to Mr. Rhodes, Vincent's tics were so much more violent, almost like he was always on edge, which in turn made Ramona feel on edge and anxious as well. 

When they eventually arrived at the ice cream shop, Robert asked what they would both want to spare them the embarrassment of ordering. The couple was in charge of getting them a table. 

"Does he always do this? He tries to stop you from doing things?" Ramona asked. 

"Yeah... fuck cunt! He's a little embarrassed I think," Vincent murmured in between tics. 

As if the day couldn't get any more awkward, Ramona saw the last face she ever wanted to see leaving the shop. She prayed he wouldn't recognize her, but that would've been too good to be true. 

"Ramona? Ramona Wilson!" A tall guy with a dirty blonde wolf cut approached their table and Vincent started twitching even more. "You look so different!" 

"I- I know... it's been a while, Matt," she mumbled, avoiding his eyes at all costs. 

"Matt? The Matt you told me about?" Vincent whispered. 

"Yeah... this is my boyfriend, Vincent. Vince, this is my friend Matt." It was true, they were friends back in high school, they were drama club colleagues and played romantic interests several times. Of course, along the way, Ramona ended up catching feelings, but never had the nerve to make a move. 

She crushed on this boy for years until she eventually graduated and moved on, but he was an important part of understanding herself and what she liked. That's why she told Vincent the whole story. 

"Nice to meet you!" Matt shook his hand, Vince flipping him off with the other hand. 

"Sorry, I have- fuck! I have tourettes," he explained. 

"Oh, that's alright. Don't worry about it." The most irritating thing to him was how nice this guy was, he was so sweet and probably would've been a way better boyfriend for Ramona if she ever took a chance on him. He hated feeling so inferior, he hated feeling like he wasn't enough...

"Ramona kept the underwear you left at her house under her pillow!" Vincent blurted out. He didn't mean to, but he couldn't help it and that only made him more sure that he was a horrible partner. 

"What?" Matt laughed, thinking he was joking. 

"It wasn't under my pillow! It was behind my headboard!" Ramona groaned, not realizing she was just confirming the information. 

Matt's eyes grew and he blushed furiously. Everyone in that conversation wanted to disappear or die or both. "You did? Did you have a crush on me or something?" 

"Y-yeah... I used to, but I never said anything because you were too unattainable and eventually I just forgot and-" Ramona hid her face behind her hands. "I'm so sorry." 

"Hey, no, it's okay. I guess it's better than if you did some sort of cloning ritual with it, right?" Matt joked. "I'm glad you are happy, you really deserve it." 

"Thanks, it means a lot." 

"Sorry, you sick fuck!" Vincent shouted and punched the table. 

"It's cool, it was a nice ego boost, I guess. Ramona used to be the hottest girl in class," Matt admitted. 

"Used to..." those words felt like a pile of bricks to her. 

"Cause she's fat now!" Vincent said and covered his mouth, shaking his head with the most horrified look. "I didn't mean it..." 

"I think she still looks gorgeous. You're a very lucky guy," Matt said sincerely. Ramona felt like he didn't mean it, even if he did, but she nodded anyway. 

"Thank you," she mumbled.

"I'll see you two around, I'm late for work. Have a good day!" Matt waved before he left. 

Vincent was nearly crying when his father brought back their orders. Ramona was just in shock, she couldn't even speak. 

"What the hell happened? Somebody died?" Rober asked. 

"Yes, my dignity," Ramona grumbled. 

"I'm so so sorry, Mona. I love you so much, I hope you know that. I swear on my life!" Vincent cried, the tears finally escaping his eyes. 

"What did you do?" His father asked.

"I had a tic and accidentally told Mona's old crush a secret she trusted me with... then I said something about her weight." 

"Jesus, why don't you kill her dog for a trifecta?" 

"No, it's okay. I know he didn't mean it," Ramona said despite being very sad.

Unable to face any of them, Vincent ran away, Robert was deeply embarrassed and felt for this poor girl having to deal with it. 

"I'll get him, just wait here and-"

"No, it's okay, I know where he is," Ramona took their paper cups and left the store. 

Just as she imagined, Vincent was at the beach, sitting on top of his hands to stop himself from moving and crying as he watched the sea come and go. 

"Hey, you forgot your ice cream," Ramona called, sitting down next to him. "Do you need me to feed you?"

"Stop, don't be nice to me, I don't deserve it," he sniffled. 

"Vince, don't say that. Of course you deserve it, you deserve the world and I'm not angry, I know you couldn't help it."

"Doesn't matter... I- fuck I hurt you anyway."

"What hurts me is seeing you like this. I love you, you're the only one that matters. Who cares what Matt thinks? You're a way better kisser anyway," she joked. 

"Really?" Vincent laughed while he tried to stop crying. 

"Really, no comparison!"

And watching that girl console his kid better than he ever could, Robert took a step back to go into the house again. They would be fine on their own... he trusted Ramona and for the first time in a while, he felt relaxed knowing Vincent was being cared for.

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[kitkatwinchester]

That's a problem...

Okay first, THANK GOD for Deaton and Argent OMG. We love all of Scott's parental figures constantly there to help him, even when he least expects it. Chris Argent coming in to save the day, Alan Deaton coming in to heal him up. We love it. We love Scott's, like, five dads (Rafael, Stilinski, Deaton, Argent...okay four. Four dads. But still. XD <3).

Speaking of dads, I'm so glad Noah and Rafael are more or less okay.

That said, I feel like Scott's seeing something I'm not in this fight.

Is one of the Berserkers Violet? Is that how the Berserkers work? Does she, like, turn you into a Berserker, somehow?

Because Scott kind of started to freak out when Chris started shooting, and I'm wondering why? Does he just not want anyone to get hurt? Because if he didn't want anyone to get hurt, why was he so pleased (that was adorable, by the way) about Chris having the big gun in the first place?

He's definitely seeing something I'm not, and I need to know what it is.

So I'm gonna move on so that I can keep watching.

It has occurred to me that Malia can't have romantic chemistry with Derek, because they're technically related (forgot about that part for a second lol) and I'm not into that at all.

THAT SAID, she TOTALLY DOESN'T, because they totally have FAMILIAL CHEMISTRY, and I LOVE IT!

It's so obvious and sweet with how Derek coaches her, and how supportive he is, and the little hand hold when she gets scared and how concerned Derek is when she does. I know that they're technically cousins, but that gives such brother and sister vibes, and I am all here for it. Please give me more Hale cousin team-ups. I love them. (Although clearly we were too late, and Braeden is super hurt, so that's not good (what was she even doing there??), but I'll still take the Hale cousin team-ups, because they're cute. <3)

THAT SAID, however, that just proves that Malia's romantic chemistry with everyone else was clearly intentional, because it's not just that she has natural romantic chemistry with everyone that she interacts with. No no. She has pointed chemistry in pointed situations, so whether it's the actors, director, writer, or all of the above, they were NOT trying to hide that romantic chemistry with the rest of the pack, and all I'm saying is, if she kissed every single one of them, I would not be upset.

ANYWAYS.

Okay last, but CERTAINLY not least, I know that that whole scene with Meredith was super stressful and high-key terrifying and extremely heart-wrenching (Parrish trying so hard to keep everyone calm and collected and make sure everyone felt comfortable including Meredith we love him <3) and overall not really a positive scene because we got more questions than answers and Meredith isn't helping us anymore.

BUT!

STYDIAAAAAAA!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I MEAN I JUST--

The way Stiles is backing Lydia up, and trying to keep her calm and ask Meredith the questions in a different way so that she actually answers Lydia.

The way they keep catching each other's gaze at the same time even though they're not actually looking at each other because they just know.

The way Stiles starts to sense that the situation is getting out of hand at the same time everyone else does and just keeps looking at Lydia in concern, because she's who he cares about most in that moment.

The way he was SO QUICK to stand up and catch her when she stumbled back.

The way he just held her and covered her in any desperate attempt to protect her from whatever Meredith seemed to hit her with.

The way he caresses her face so gently and turns her head so he can see her ear.

The way he gives that slight angry and protective glare at Meredith as he just continues holding Lydia and making sure she's okay.

Look.

I love Stiles's current relationship with Malia, and I fully acknowledge the romantic chemistry with Derek (and Scott, but we all know I see them as platonic soulmates, so shush).

I love and fully acknowledge Lydia's romantic chemistries with Malia and Parrish, and I would love to see either of those go further.

HOWEVER.

NOTHING (romantically, that is) will EVER beat Stiles and Lydia's chemistry.

NOTHING.

From Episode 1, that spark has just grown, and the two of them are SO similar and balance each other SO well and are SO protective of each other and just care about each other SO much and THIS IS WHY THEY ARE MY OTP!!

BECAUSE OF MOMENTS LIKE THIS!!!

Their current chemistries/relationships are great.

But that is all they are.

Current.

And temporary.

Because JUST LOOK AT STYDIA!

WHEN DO I GET MY STYDIA ENDGAME?!

WHEN?!

I NEED IT!!!

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!

GIVE IT TO MEEEEEE!!!

...anyways.

Full pointers for Liam for trying his hardest to get out, and I felt so bad for him when he fell back into the well, but he clearly has a new vigor, and that little flashback with Scott was so wholesome and cute, and god I hope they find him soon because that poor baby is trying his darndest, but he could really use the help.

DID I MENTION THAT I LOVE STYDIA?! <3

(This was the best gif I could find but it has his little caress of her face so it totally works. I LOVE THEM!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3)

[curiousconch]

Chase You / Chase Me (Pt. 2)

Part 2: Before I dive right into you

Catch up here: Series Masterlist

Chapter Summary: In the aftermath of their pretend wedding in Las Vegas, Gabe begins to unravel his growing feelings for Alex. But as he attempts to bring his past to light, someone from Alex's previous life casts a shadow on the future.

Book/Pairing: Choices - Laws of Attraction / Gabe Ricci x MC (Alex Keating)

Words: 2.4k+ (sorry 🙈)

Rating/Warnings: Mature (16+) / alcohol consumption, some swears

Disclaimer: Most of the characters as well as some dialogue belong to Pixelberry. I am merely borrowing them.

A little after 1 AM, Las Vegas

Gabe can't help but smirk at the look of mischief in Alex's eyes as they stood by a quiet spot in the middle of Las Vegas. With her in that glittery dress, he somehow can't bring himself to part from her yet.

He knew it wasn't only him who felt that tingling in his fingertips when he brushed her cheeks, her breath smelling strongly of martini. He was very aware that Alex felt the same when she stared back at him, standing at that cramped cheap chapel while an Elvis impersonator stood nearby. The moment she stepped away when he said that it's just all pretend made Gabe's heart ache with regret.

So here they were, standing awkwardly after he shot down her advances again.

But he was sure he didn't want the night to end here.

After calling for a car, he shoved his phone inside the pocket of his slacks and turned to Alex.

"I was serious when I said I wanted a celebratory drink," he glanced apologetically to his side where she stood. "Our hotel bar offers my favorite scotch."

Alex raised her head, smiling. "Knew you had it in you, Gabe."

A car ride and a couple of glasses of Lagavulin later, there they were, lounging on stools at their opulent hotel bar, warm lights and jazz music providing a backdrop on the casual atmosphere.

"And I could not believe the rat thing worked! Who would've known they kept a rat in there as a pet? Like really?" Alex raised her glass to her lips, as Gabe sat on the barstool beside her, cradling his own drink.

"Beginner's luck, I would believe," he chuckled in reply, leaning forward, tie loosened and his coat hanging at the back of his chair.

"I am so offended," Alex gasped as she shoved her hands flat on her chest in mock disbelief. "I'm not only the boring nerd when I was in high school, Gabe. I was that nerd who sang and dance at the drama club!"

Gabe shook his head, his lips pursing. "That makes so much damn sense, Alex." He took another swig of his third shot, fighting for dear life from laughing his heart out. Not wanting to give her that satisfaction, he threw a sarcastic dig at her remark. "That's so believable, seeing you could snatch an Oscar from Meryl Streep herself and the no one wouldn't even bat an eye."

"Ah, law was plan A, sir." she saluted, placing her empty glass on the bar counter. "Acting was a fallback in case it didn't pan out." she giggled.

Gabe grinned as he rolled up his sleeves, beckoning the bartender for another round. "You should have made it your plan A, seeing how you turned out," he teased, bringing up the fun bit they did to retrieve a copy of Lydia Rothswell's marriage certificate. The very same act that almost made Gabe kiss Alex in the middle of The Strip.

"Aww, Gabe, finally found a better lawyer than you? Feeling threatened yet?" Alex leaned in, snickering as their glasses were refilled. "Don't worry, I' ll settle for being a Junior Partner for now," she said as she reclined, before throwing in a playful wink.

"Well someone's head just became bigger," he gave her a smug look.

"Just trying to keep up with all the cockiness in the room," she smiled coyly, watching Gabe's stupefied expression. It was clear then that she scored a slam dunk at the championship of comebacks, laughing at his astonishment.

Gabe finally gave up, joining Alex in her laughter. As their joy receded, he let himself take in the sight of Alex without any inhibitions. What he was beginning to see was the extent of her wit, her ability to keep her cool, and the sharp humor that matched only his.

Under the warm light of the lounge, she brilliantly shone. He couldn't focus at what she was now saying as he danced at the appeal of them becoming more than colleagues. Perhaps he resisted his own feelings long enough that he was past the point of denial. Or simply because he was starting to get drunk.

Though before he can even begin to consider that, he was still sober enough to know that he first needed to tell her the truth.

The truth that sometime long ago, their paths have already crossed. And that he did something very horrible.

Call him cynical, but he wasn't kidding when he admitted he was an all-or-nothing kind of guy. And that meant laying down all his cards on the table. Because for him, Alex was more than the occasional one-night stand. And he can't be certain of how long he could keep himself from his budding feelings, all stakes be damned.

What better time to be honest when there was enough alcohol in his system to prevent all rational thinking? It's now or never, he figured.

"Alex, I -"

"Alessandra? Alessandra Keating?" a deep voice came from behind him, interrupting Gabe. He cocked his head to get a clearer view, as a man with slicked back blonde hair approached from a private booth nearby.

Without hesitation, the tall stranger in the dark suit stepped forward, his striking features Gabe would have easily recognized anywhere. That face was almost in every blockbuster movie in the last five years.

"Julian? What are you doing here?" Alex asked, as abashed as he was. Gabe saw how she clammed up the very second she recognized the man.

"Oh my, it really is you!" the man stopped beside Alex's bar stool, welcoming himself to their company. The way he was looking up and down at her made Gabe's jaw clench so hard, his teeth gritted. But the man's next movement stunned him all the more. In front of him, the man embraced Alex, making Gabe suddenly want to combust. His tumbler could've shattered if he tightened his grip on it a little more.

"Uhm, Julian, hi," Gabe surveyed Alex as she writhed within the man's arms, waiting for any signal from her so he could do something, anything, to make this man go away. But she assured him with one look, shifting a little, making the man who wedged himself between them release her.

"It's been so long! When was the last time I saw you, like, 12, 13 years ago?" the man exclaimed, his annoying smile making Gabe want to slam his fist somewhere. And it wasn't on the bar counter.

Gabe heard Alex scoff, fighting hard to regain her composure. "Yeah, high school," Her icy demeanor took over, one that Gabe only saw in the courtroom. She brushed her dress as she tilted her head to Gabe's direction.

The man turned to Gabe, the surprise evident as he acknowledged Gabe's presence behind him. The two men sized each other up sending an undercurrent of tension between them. Before Gabe could even consider acting out of impulse, Alex cleared her throat to diffuse his temper.

"Julian, this is Gabe. Gabe, this is Julian, my -"

"Ex," Julian interjected, before turning his attention to the lawyer. Apparently, this guy had a habit, Gabe observed. "We were together senior year. Alessandra, my angel, we had the best time together, didn't we? We looked good together, at least after Alex thought to improve her image here. Sadly, we had to break up. Teenage romances, you know?"

The picture couldn't be any clearer; this was the person Alex was speaking about during their dinner back in New York. And hearing the way he talked, no wonder Julian got under her skin. He was a damned manipulative pretentious liar. Gabe could hear the dishonesty between the words, not an ounce of authenticity in sight while the blonde hotshot rambled on.

Alex wasn't showing any sympathy either, her brown eyes staring daggers at him, as he went on about his monologue, emphasizing on how she was his back then. She was clearly infuriated by his attempt to own her, as well as his lack of shame. As Gabe quietly considered her reaction, he deliberated on a strategy to put her out her misery. The moment an idea came to mind, he gave Alex a subtle look asking her to back his play.

Alex nodded, sitting a little straighter. Finding the instant shift in her, Gabe made his move.

"Sweetheart," he slowly raised his voice as he said the endearment, enjoying the contempt from the other guy when he was interrupted. "You never told me Julian Wintour was your ex."

Alex smiled smugly, appearing pleased with the nickname Gabe chose, a clear pun on the whole high school sweetheart trope. "Never crossed my mind, babe. It's such an unimportant detail in my past," she waved her hand dismissively.

"Ah, nonsense," he finished his drink and gestured for the bartender to clean up. "Mr. Wintour's history would have made a good conversation starter." Gabe straightened his vest and stood, collecting his coat. He sauntered towards Alex, circling around the now speechless Julian. He draped his jacket over her shoulders, clearly making a statement before he reached for her hand, wrapping it in his.

"Why? Isn't the shiny nameplate of Senior Partner not good enough?" Alex expertly rode along, locking eyes with her former flame before gazing back at Gabe enticingly. "Forgive him, Julian. My lovely boyfriend here has a bad hobby of underselling himself," she smiled warmly, the irony of her statement eluding her ex. Gabe was about to smirk with her ingenuity, stopping when he felt her arm slowly wrapping around his waist. He barely stifled a groan at the intimacy of her touch.

The other man went beet red at the gesture. For embarrassment or infuriation or both, Gabe didn't fucking care. All he cared about was for Alex to slap this douche's face, metaphorically speaking.

"Anyway, Julian, it's been a pleasure. It's been a long night, and we're about ready to retire at our penthouse suite," steadily, she got up from her seat. The command in her was undeniable, forcing anyone to feel nothing but regret the day they decided Alessandra Keating wasn't good enough for them. Then with a flourish, she turned around as she let Gabe take her away from her past lover's scrutinizing gaze.

Inside the elevator, Gabe caught Alex's exhale of relief, probably thankful that Julian was out of her sight. Gabe still held onto her hand, though Alex didn't seem to notice. As they began their ascent, he waited for her to break the silence, deciding that the questions running in his mind can wait.

"I would have traded my rankings for the look of disbelief in Julian's face," Alex said turning to him, to which Gabe arched his brow.

He smirked devilishly, knowing Alex could take the hint. "I believe I could offer a sight better than that."

She grinned at the innuendo, further lightening up the mood between them. "One day, Gabe, I'll take you up on that," she said, crossing her legs as she leaned on the polished wall behind her. "Though I'm sure you're dying to know... How did I end up dating the Julian Wintour?"

Gabe pondered before answering. "Hmm, actually not the first one that comes to mind, no." He tapped against his temple. "I doubted you would ever bat an eyelash to his direction."

Her eyebrows rose. "Ah, you think so highly of me." She chuckled, shaking her head at his reply. "But yes, he was my ex. And yes, he was the red on my ledger. He was my first love," she admitted. "That ideal, once in a lifetime, true love everyone's talking about? Julian was it, or at least I thought he was." she sighed, glancing at her reflection on the polished metal panel beside her. "But when things started to go downhill for me, he was the first one to walk out," she paused, taking a deep breath. "By cheating on me."

Gabe's body went rigid, clenching his fists so hard until his nails dug unto his palms. What the fucking hell? I know I should have punched that guy's perfect teeth! He decided against airing his vengeful thoughts, staying quiet as he glimpsed at her image on the walls.

"Joey reminded me how Julian made me doubt myself. If I'm really over what he's done to me, if he's still in my head," she continued, rubbing at her nape. Gabe felt her gaze fall on him, which he reciprocated. "But after walking out from him tonight, I am much more certain that I made it out, after all."

Gabe felt her squeeze his hand as she said those words, and his heart somersaulted inside his chest. "So thanks. I needed that little nudge," she said in finality.

He turned to beam at her as he relished the triumph in her words, hoping that it was enough to convey that he was proud of her. And to be part of that discovery about herself, about who she always was in his eyes - someone who was his equal.

When they arrived at her floor, she gently freed her hand from his grasp invoking a sharp exhale from him. She stepped out of the elevator, her gait as undeterred as ever. But then she turned, her soft expression dimmed by the lack of light. "And while we're on the subject of appreciation," she uttered, before dropping one last revelation.

"Thanks for that save you also gave me ten years ago," Alex glanced up at him with half-lidded eyes, her words laced with meaning.

It took him a few moments before he could even comprehend what she was trying to convey. He searched her eyes for some explanation but found none. "What do you mean, Alex?" he said, managing to find his voice.

"I know exactly who you are, Gabriel Ricci."

With that, the doors slowly closed in front of him, her sly smile fading from his sight until he can only see his own reflection. He examined her last sentence, repeating the words over and over in his head. There was only one plausible explanation: she only knew half of the truth. His body sagged against the wall as he shut his eyes, angry at himself.

No Alex, I think you really don't.

Author's Notes: Thank you for your continued reading! As some of you may have already noticed, this part was written purely in Gabe's POV because I wanted to expose his conflicted feelings for Alex. It's probably my own version of revenge, with PB stretching that slow burn as much as they could 🤭 Share your thoughts in the comments, I'd really appreciate it! 💖

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[giulsherondale]

"I will never give up on her."

Serkan is really changing and for the first time fighting for the one he loves the most. I'm so proud of him.

Serkan telling Engin that this is the last day of Eda at the office so he has to find an excuse because Serkan needs to spend the most time possible with her. This gave me episode 11 vibes✨

Serkan didn't listen a word during the meeting because he was so afraid that Eda would leave him again. My poor babe is so in love that he doesn't know how to handle it.

"Eda is more important to me now."

The proof that Serkan is changing pt. 2.

Eda takes out the meter to misure that Serkan is at least one meter from her. This was so funny. And he ask her if she feels safe now that she knows that there is one meter of distance.

Serkan asking Leyla if she can put the ring in Eda's pocket. I think that the ring represents Serkan's hope in the relationship. I love Serkan and Leyla relationship, he's the only one to notice the ring on her finger, and when she tells him that she's engaged to Erdem (the one that he doesn't love😂) he's worried about her, his face say oh come on you can have someone better than him. He even tells her that they would talk about this engagement. He cares so much about Leyla.

Serkan wants to open a case against the paparazzi not because of his imagine or reputation, but because this upset Eda and made her faint, because is so worried about her. And he ask Ceren not to tell Eda because he doesn't want that she thinks that he's interfering in her life. The proof that Serkan is changing pt. 3

"What do I need to do to make you stay?"

"Nothing."

"Say whatever you want. What can I do to make you stay?"

"Serkan, you're so unbalanced towards me that I no longer know what to think."

"Don't go away... Don't go away."

"Serkan..."

"Didn't you tell me to say 'don't go' if I didn't want you to go... So now I'm telling you not to go away."

"Why? To get even more disappointed?"

"There will be no more disappointments. I promise you."

"Look... Every time I believe you, every time... Breaking the promise that I made to myself. But this time I won't. This time I gave my word to my aunt, I will stay away from you. And I will keep my word."

Episode 11 vibes in this scene. I get why Eda behave like that, I would have done the same, but I feel so sorry for Serkan. When he finally has the courage to say 'don't go' Eda doesn't believe him anymore.

The whole scene when Serkan see the photographer and Eda talk his jealously is over the moon. He even ask to Engin to say something just to be near them so he can hear what are they saying. And when Engin told him that he wants to marry Piril and have 7-8 babies Serkan says that he approves, like an old brother. Their friendship is so special.

Serkan showing up at the photoshoot... Oh God he's so jealous. I love the fact that Serkan has still and effect on Eda and he knows it. She more than once ask him not to look at her.

"The woman you called an angel, Eda... Is my girlfriend. We're not just dating, we are a couple. She is the woman of my life. And I'm everything in her life. So no hamburgers. You understood me. Cancel. Now."

His smug and proud face make me laugh so much. He's so jealous.

"How can you still call us engaged?"

"Yes, it might not be real, but..."

"But?"

"We fell in love with each other. Now will you give up our love?"

"And then deception, disappointment, lies..."

"I only deceived you only once, and in order not to upset you."

"But it doesn't work that way. You can't destroy a relationship and then stick it together."

"You're right. There's only one important thing..."

"Which one?"

"You. Eda, everything can work out. Everything. Let me settle this."

"What are you still talking about? What are you talking about after last night? You made me wait for you for hours, do you know?"

"What?"

"I shouldn't have said. I said again. Because I'm stupid. Stupid!"

"Eda, what's going on?"

"Don't bother anymore. Please don't bother. All mine feelings to you... It's over."

"Eda. I was waiting for you all night yesterday at that restaurant."

"You were definitely waiting."

"I waited."

"I was waiting for you there, Serkan."

"It's impossible I was there."

"I was there, you didn't come."

"Eda are you kidding me? Which restaurant did you go? Maybe you went to the wrong place?"

"Restaurant in the Levent area, I went there."

"What?"

"Not the one?"

"No."

"Not the one?"

"You went somewhere else. Was it written in the envelope?"

"Yes."

"Good, so someone changed the envelope."

"Who would replace it?"

"There is someone on my mind but... Wait a minute you went at the restaurant. So to give me a chance?"

"Not in terms of love relationship. That's what you said."

"Yes. I told you to help me become a better person."

"Serkan, I really don't know what to think..."

"Do not think. Do not think. Feel. I know that you feel the same as me. Therefore, do not think. Be by my side. How would you go to the end, so let's go. As you want. Just be there. What do you say?"

I don't think that this scene need an explanation, it speaks for itself.

"Eda is in the kitchen, I think. It's time for me to drink some water."

Eda worried about Serkan, because he followed the man that Sayfi hired and never came back. And he's so satisfied because she still worries about him. And the way they look at each other🔥

The engagement misunderstanding was so hilarious. I laughed so hard during the whole scene. And the photos... Awww beautiful.

"Good night Eda Yildiz."

"Good night Serkan Bolat."

Yesssss they're back at it. I missed this 'coded message' between them. And he's going to pick her up the next morning. I'm so in love with the old Eda and Serkan.

"I missed it. This place. Through this beautiful air, through the trees."

Of course Serkan... You missed the place... Of course. He really needs to learn how to lie, he's not believable.

The final scene... Oh God it was perfect. The fact that he didn't want to go to the restaurant because Eda's claustrophobia. I love that he didn't force her to try to get in the elevator. But when she's willing to try he's immediately at her side to help her. I loved that he push all the buttons so if she couldn't do it they could get out. And the way Serkan calmed her down. It was beautiful and perfect. And the kiss... WE FINALLY HAVE A KISS... I'm so happy. The kiss gave me Teen Wolf vibes, when Lydia kissed Stiles to calm him down because he was having a panic attack. It was really beautiful.

[soldierwinterthe]

Inconsistencies

Pairing: Derek Hale x Reader

Warning: angst

Feedback is always appreciated.

“I've been looking for you.”

“For how long?”

“All day.”

Oh man... but he's serious?

"It's not disturbing at all." I whisper almost to myself. Probably Derek heard me, I can understand by his sharp look, pointing straight at me.

"Can you repeat?" Derek asks me, taking a few steps towards me. With his air of macabre and creepy, he would dwarf even the most predatory animal that I know – and it's not the wolf.

Too bad that – in spite of his accusing eyes make my legs completely gelatinous – I can't keep my mouth closed, and I repeat to him my thoughts about his... constantly follow Scott all day.

"I said, it seems, to me, slightly disturbing that you follow Scott, all day. EVERY. His. Step."

Scott, who until a moment ago was between me and Derek, now backs away.

Give the Alpha the chance to hunt its prey more easily. Perfect.

"I followed him because he's in danger, and I try to protect him."

"I also do what I can to keep safe my friend, but I remain by his side, not like you who follow him in the shadows, in secret. It's creepy."

"You defend Scott. You're just a human, and you can't even protect yourself. In fact, I wonder what you're doing here, exactly."

Derek's words cut me deep into my bones, but he's not wrong. Not only I'm completely human, but I'm also the smallest of them all.

Smaller even than Stiles and Scott.

I found myself in this situation just because my sister is Lydia, and Stiles is in love with her like... always.

I remember the first time he came to me, to ask me for advice on how to conquer my sister.

The next day they had already entangled me in their stories of werewolves, and monsters of various kinds.

And look where I'm finished.

Even my sister ended up being a supernatural creature – I never remember the name – and me? Anything.

Sometimes, I envy the fact of not having any kind of power with which to defend myself, not yet at least.

My sister – and also Stiles – are convinced that I will become like my sister. I don't hope so much.

"I stay with Scott, while you are on the sidelines! I'm the only one here, with him. At least if something happens, I will already be around while we wait for you to show."

If he can cut Derek with his words, then I can do it too; probably, his reaction will be a little different from mine.

In fact, Derek jumps literally towards me, but something blocks him instantly: a knife, the blade pointed at his throat, almost touching it.

"Stay still, wolf." I say, with all the voice left to me. Was he... was he going to attack me? He really would have done it.

Derek looks me in the eye, and he knows. He knows exactly what I'm afraid of; his gaze scares me, like... an animal ready to tear me.

"Careful with that knife. You're trembling like a leaf."

Again, Derek is right.

We should all get along, especially in a dangerous situation like this. And instead we do nothing but fight. Derek does nothing but fight with me.

I feel... humiliated.

I lower the knife, and with it still in my hand, I leave the room, and from Scott's house, not before hearing him speak.

"Derek, you're officially an idiot."

I go into my room, and I still hold the knife as hard as I can.

When I realize that my knuckles have now become white, I let the weapon fall to the ground.

Derek was the first... 'supernatural' person I met, even before Scott. Stiles had warned me that Derek was a little grumpy, but I tried in any way to be kind.

He hasn't made my life easy at all.

Why he must be so... asshole? Especially with me! Why he hates me so much?

The knife is on the floor, and I, too, sitting, my legs pressed tight against my chest.

I look like a child, while I cry for something that really has no value, because it is so, is not it?

I shouldn't be so angry, after all Derek is nobody for me.

A nobody who... was about to hit me.

Because yes, his claws couldn't be seen, but his eyes shone, red and full of rage.

The evening goes quiet, no one calls me, and no one looks for me.

During the night, when I feel the cold even in my bones, I get up from the floor and decide to go to the bedroom; at least I will sleep under the covers, in the heat.

As I walk through the corridor, I see something that makes my blood freeze.

A shadow, just in front of me, a few meters away separates us.

I know it's nobody I know, it's too high to be someone in my family, or Scott. Or even Derek.

I stay still for a few seconds, thinking about what I have to do. I'm alone, and what's more, I realize that the knife remained on the floor in the kitchen.

Looking at the shadow one last time, I turn around to run away, but it's useless. The stranger is already in front of me, his bright eyes staring at me.

They are red.

"Who are you?" I ask, remaining stuck in place.

The stranger – who I can understand, is a man, comes closer to me.

"What do you want?" I ask again, but the man doesn't seem to have the slightest intention of responding.

"Please don't bite me."

I implore him, literally, not to do it; the man holds my arm and tries to drag me out of the house with him.

I rebel, screaming, but nobody hears me. I still ask him what he wants to do with me.

"I don't want to bite you. I want you to scream for me."

All right, what the man told me – before giving me a shot and fainting – left me speechless.

What did he mean, saying he wanted me to scream? Maybe... Lydia.

Now I remember! My sister's "power" has to do with screams. She does it when someone is about to die, or when someone is dead.

The man thinks I'm Lydia.

I suddenly breathe a sigh of relief; at least my sister is safe, even if I'm locked up here, in a... I don't know what place it is.

It looks like a kind of cage, hidden in a cave.

Some steps approach me, and I see the unknown man in front of me; he enters the cage, approaching me.

"The moment has almost arrived. In a few minutes there will be a full moon, and you will have to scream louder than ever."

Even if his words frighten me, I begin to laugh. He needs my sister, and the full moon. When he realizes that he has kidnapped the wrong person, it will be too late.

"Why so happy, my dear?" he asks me, approaching me.

"I'm laughing because you got the wrong girl. I am not a banshee." I say, suddenly reminding myself the name of the creature who is my sister.

"But I don't need a banshee." he tells me, making my smile disappear, "I need someone who has never screamed, and who is not a banshee. Yet."

The few hopes I had on the fact that the stranger couldn't win, have now disappeared.

As a last attempt, I try to escape, but the man can easily catch me, while he says things nonsense.

"I can't become a banshee. I have no idea how I can do it!"

"I know exactly how to do it."

The man shift, his eyes makes me tremble with fear. His claws touch my arms, climbing up to my neck.

I'm shivering.

And suddenly, I feel an incredible pain behind the head, at the base of my neck; the claws are in my skin, and I feel only pain.

I begin to see clouded, in front of me, and the only thing I would like to do right now is... scream.

And I scream, with all the breath I have. One, two, three times. It's not a normal sound that comes out of my lips, but I can't stop.

Then, I start to feel tired, as if I had run for hundreds of kilometers, on a mountain.

I fall to the ground, exhausted.

"Y/n, wake up. You're safe now."

I open my eyes, I'm in the hospital, I immediately understand it from the completely white room. On my side, I see Lydia, sitting on the bed, near me.

"Lydia? What happened?" I ask, worried; after fainting in the cage, I don't remember anything else. Surely because I never woke up since then.

"You're safe Y/n. Only a few broken ribs and... well, the wound behind the neck."

"How long have I slept?"

"Four days."

I sigh. I thought it spent less time; I feel normal.

Have I really changed? I am... a banshee now?

I try to get up a little from the bed, to get more comfortable. when I see Derek, sitting in a chair in the corner of the room; his eyes are closed, he's sleeping.

"What is he doing here?" I ask my sister. I'm still angry with the Alpha, and honestly, it's the last person I'd expected to see here.

"He hasn't moved from here since he found you."

I roll my eyes.

"Did Derek Hale save me? Alleluia."

"Scott told me what happened between you and him. You know he didn't want to hurt you, did he?"

"Honestly, I don't think so. I'm still convinced he would do it."

While I talk to Lydia, I yawn a couple of times. Actually, I'm not sleepy, but I can't help it.

"Rest now. We'll have plenty of time to talk."

After that, Lydia leaves the room.

I close my eyes for a few minutes, but Derek's presence doesn't make me feel calm.

How did he find me? I wonder why he saved me.

Anyway, I can't stay still one minute longer; I need to go to the toilet.

I get up, but with a lot of difficulty. Standing up I can stay, but the ribs hurt me a lot. I fall to the ground, throwing a scream that makes Derek wake up.

Fantastic, good for the better.

"Y/n! Are you okay, did you hurt yourself?"

Derek tries to get close to me, but I stop him right away, raising a hand.

"Don't. Get close."

"Y/n, you can't even walk. I just want to help you."

"I don't need your help, in fact, I don't want your help. I want you to leave now."

It seems I struck deep inside; Derek sighs, almost surrendered to the idea that I don't want him near me.

He feels guilty.

Who cares.

Derek takes a few steps back, while I try to get up. At first it almost seems like I'm going to do it, but then the pain in my abdomen becomes too strong, and I find myself falling back.

Derek's hands rest on my hips, squeezing me; surprisingly, he and his movements are more delicate than ever.

"Hate me as much as you want, but I do not stand on the sidelines while you torture yourself."

I hate it; I hate Derek, and I hate the fact that he's always right.

"May I know why you got out of bed?"

I give up; whatever I say, he will never give up, and I must bitterly admit that without him, I will not be able to take a step.

"I have to pee. Happy?"

After Derek stares at me for a long time I do not know how much, he helps me get up, and we head to the bathroom.

"If you need, call me." He says, although I know he is visibly embarrassed.

"Let's hope not." I reply. Indeed, if I needed his help, I would not even call him in a million years. It would be ...too embarrassing.

Fortunately, I can get out of the bathroom unharmed; as he had said – and I had expected – Derek is standing outside the door, with his arms crossed against his chest. It looks like a bodyguard in front of a private room entrance.

"Are you okay?"

This... approaching, and sudden obsession with knowing if I'm fine, is worse than when he followed Scott all day.

"I'm fine Derek. I believe you can even go away now."

"I will not leave you alone."

I get back to bed, but I'm so bored by his presence that I almost get angry.

"What the hell! What is this obsession for me, all of a sudden? And to think that a few days ago..."

I don't finish the sentence, because I see Derek in front of me that stiffens.

He looks down, but doesn't seem convinced yet to want to leave. He approaches the chair in the corner, and drags it to the bed, then he sits in front of me.

"Do you really think I would have hit you that day?" Derek asks, looking me straight in the eye; his look is different, but I can't understand if it's sadness, or remorse.

"Yes, without a doubt. Stiles... warned me about you, that you were not a sociable kind. But you... you made things so difficult. As much as I wanted to be nice to you, you were always angry. I felt the hatred you feel for me from day one. Your every look, every word of yours to me. So yes, I was sure you would have attacked me that night."

Derek watches me as I speak, and he is not happy at all; I know that he listens to my heart at every heartbeat. He knows that I'm telling the truth.

"I'm sorry you think this, about me."

"It's not my fault."

We remain silent, each of us to ruminate on the conversation we have just had, the mistakes we have made, and the decisions we have made, and we would like to change.

"How did you find me?" I say, having reconsidered the situation.

"Your screams. They brought me to you. Nobody could hear you, except me. It seemed like you said my name."

Now I'm officially scared. I remember exactly the cries, but the Derek's name... I've never said; yet, if he heard it...

"I never said your name. I screamed like crazy because that man hurt me. That's all."

"But..."

"You didn't hear your name, Derek. You couldn't have heard it, because it would mean..."

"That am I going to die? What, now you care if I live or die?"

I don't know what to answer now; Yes, I hate him, but no, I don't want his death.

"Just because you're an asshole, it doesn't mean you have to die."

Derek smiles; all of a sudden, however, I feel a shiver run through my back.

I didn't remember that it was so cold in this room. He realizes it, and getting up, he comes to the bed, and lies next to me.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"You're cold. I can warm you up."

He tries to get closer, but I push him away.

"Fuck you, Derek."

"Fuck, Y/n. You fall and I want to help you, you're cold and I want to help you. But it's not good at all. Don't you think that you're acting like a bitch?"

"Did you hear what I said just now? You are an asshole, always angry with me, and I don't trust you. You're the one who made me like that!"

The head begins to spin, swirling; the situation is worse than I expected. I can't understand. Why do I feel like I've done something wrong? If it's him who's wrong, then why does it seem like I'm the one who has to apologize?

Derek tries to get close to me again, but I walk away.

"Go away, Derek. I want to be alone, please."

He, embittered, takes a few steps back. After that, Derek goes away.

I'm alone in my room, and I continue to think about everything that happened to me. I just wanted to help Scott, since some people want to kill him; instead, I'm the one in the hospital. I am the 'sick' one, the one that seems to have always been wrong lately.

What's happening to me?

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[deadsaigon]

Kindred spirits || Carl Grimes

Summary: In a parallel universe where Carl is still alive, he experiences the events during the 9x15.

Warnings: Death, and yeah, a lot of cuteness and sadness. All at the same time.

Note: The flashbacks are in italics. Gif is not mine.

A/n: I've been working on this for a while, I hope you like it. Honoring my baby Carl, he deserved to live longer in the series. Requests are open. Sorry if it's too long, but I think is worthy to read. Hope you like it.

"I stand before you today at the start of a new tomorrow. A tomorrow made possible by the sacrifice of many over the years. Among them a man whose mission was to build community and strengthen the bonds between us. A man who had to destroy the very thing that connected us in order to save us. It took us far too long to fulfill the promise of what Rick Grimes and his son Carl, who is here with us, envisioned" King Ezekiel stoped his speech, due to the ovation that the people started when they heard the name of 'Carl', Carl was a living legend. He and Amunet were between the crowd. One of his arms was around her waist and her head was over his shoulder. When the people around them began to applaud him, Carl blushed a little and he thanked them with his hand. "The same promise, Paul Rovia, better known the most as Jesus believed in when he brought us all together those many years ago. We've always been bound to each other. We always will be. We fought our way back to each other. We've grown. The crossing over the river may be gone, but we rebuilt a bridge nonetheless. Today is the proof that we can unite, not against a common enemy but for the common good. So eat, drink, trade and be merry, cause we got a lot of lost time to make up for" Ezekiel ended his speech.

Jerry stood in front of all the people. "That the first Annual Inter-community Reunification Fair begins" He said.

"Jerry, we changed that" Ezekiel told him with a little smile. All the people laughed. "Carl, could you make me the honor to say some words and inaugurate this?" The King asked him. "Amunet, you can pass, too". Carl blushed again, but Amunet encouraged him. They hold hands and passed to the front.

"Mmm, hello" He said, he was so nervous but Amunet pressed harder his hand, trying to calm him down. "I would like to thank you all, for not abandoning my dad's dream, the dream he worked so hard for so many years, the dream he gave his life for: the dream of being a big and unite family." Carl reached the cage of the white doves. "That the Fair or the New Beginning begins" He finished by setting free the doves. The people started to applaud again, and yeah, Carl blushed, once more.

Once the people got disperse, Carl and Amunet started walking around the Fair. "You're so cute when you blush" Amunet said.

"Stop it" He answered.

"It's the true, you are adorable" She laughed. Carl take her from her waist, pulled her close to him and kissed her.

"I love you, Amunet"

"I love you too, Carl" Amunet and Carl met each other since the beginning of the chaos. They were friends in the Atlanta camp, in the Hershel's farm, in the prison, and they started dating when they arrived to Alexandria. They had been a couple for 8 years approximately. They had always support each other.

.

"Alexandria is granted to give asylum to Lydia" Carl spoke. The leaders of each community, Tara for The Hilltop, Carol and Ezekiel for The Kingdom, Rachel for OceanSide, and Carl and Michonne for Alexandria, were discussing about the fact of Lydia forming part of the communities now. Henry, Lydia, Judith and Amunet were also there.

"If her mother retaliates it's gonna be against Hilltop, not Alexandria" Tara said, she didn't seem to be happy with Lydia being around.

"Tara, remember when you stood in the prison with the Governor? You were our enemy. But Glenn saved you, and brought you with him. At the start, people didn't trust you, obviously, but we gave you the doubt benefit, and look how it come, now, you become part of the family" Carl told her and Tara seemed to understand what he was trying to say. "That's why we propose a mutual protection pact. If her mother wants to attack Hilltop, it won't be easy, cause she is going to have to fight the four communities. They mess with one, they mess with us all" Carl continued talking. Everyone in the place agreed.

"How do we seal it? A blood pact? Do we cross the pinkies?" Tara said making everyone laugh.

"I just got an idea" King Ezekiel said and searched for something. Finally, he found the agreement that Rick had made so many years ago.

"How do you have it?" Michonne asked.

"Maybe I took some things when I left Alexandria" Tara answered.

The first who signed it were King Ezekiel and Queen Carol, then Tara, it continued Rachel, and then, it was the turn of Alexandria. Michonne took the pen in her hand, but extended it to Carl. "It should be the Rick Grimes son" She said. Carl took the pen and signed the paper with 'Carl Grimes'. It was it, the mutual protection pact was signed.

Amunet and Judith stood next to Carl. "Carl you did it amazing!" The little girl said and give him a hug.

"Thank you Judith" Carl took the body of his little sister in his arms and carried her.

"Thank you, Carl. Thank you so much" Lydia said.

"It's okay Lydia, I couldn't let you alone. You are one of us now. Also, Henry needs you" Lydia and Henry laughed. When Henry went for Lydia, after Alpha took her from The Hilltop, Carl, Daryl and Connie searched for him. Daryl and Connie didn't understand Henry, but Carl did.

.

"So, that's how you make CPR to a person" Enid finished her explication. "Who wants to pass and do it with the doll?" Judith raised her hand. "Okay, Judith, let's see how you do it" The doctor said her. Judith stood near to the doll, and started to do the steps that Enid had explained before. "You did it very well, congratulations! Take a lollipop. That's all, thank you"

The people dispersed, and Carl walked to Enid. "Hey, my favourite cowboy is here" They hugged each other. "How are you doing? Did Amunet came?"

"Cool, I'm pretty cool. Yeah, Amunet is here too. How are you Enid? Or I should say 'doctor Enid'?"

"I always call you 'cowboy', you have the right to call me 'doctor'" Both laughed.

"I'm happy to see you, Enid"

"I'm happy too, Carl. It's been a long since the last time we see each other"

"But we saw us in The Hilltop, when Rosita and Eugene got in trouble"

"I know, but I refer, to see each other like this, like family, not like two strangers. I'm sorry for never had get back to Alexandria, but Maggie needed me here"

"And I'm sorry for never have go to Hilltop to visit you, but you know what happened with Michonne, I needed to stay in Alexandria taking care of Judith and Rick Jr."

"Maybe we can be the same best friends that we were"

"I'd love that"

"It's gonna be a little different, I'm not the same depressive Enid that used to hate everything and used to sneak out the walls"

"That Enid was pretty cool, tho"

"It was cool for the emo Carl you were in that time. The antique Enid doesn't fit with the famous leader Carl you are now. But the doctor Enid, she fits perfect"

"I'm not famous" "Of course you are. You know that the adults tell about 'the Grimes' to their children?"

"I've heard about that, but I didn't think it was true"

"It's true, Carl, everybody knows your story, and I'm so proud of you"

"Heeeeyyyy, you're talking without me? I feel betrayed" Amunet got into the conversation.

"We were about to look for you" Carl said.

"I'm gonna pretend that I believe you. Enid! I've missed you so much" Both women hugged each other.

"I've missed you too. What have you being doing in Alexandria?"

"I'm in charge of the hydraulic system that provides water to the community. Also, I'm in charge of the maintenance of the solar panels, and the power generators. If they don't work, I fix them" Amunet said proudly.

"Woah, did Eugene teach you that?" "Who more could it be? The dude is a freaking genie. I'm glad to say that Siddiq did a good job training you, doctor"

"Can you believe it? Six year ago we were only teenagers trying to survive in the end of the world, and now, look at us" Enid said.

"This shit is crazy"

"Language, Carl!"

"Judith, what are you doing here?"

"I want a caramel apple, can we get one?"

"Okay, come on. Ladies, I'll see you later" Carl kissed Amunet before going with his sister.

.

"You don't have to go. They can patrol the surroundings by themselves" Amunet said to Carl.

"It's okay. I'm gonna be fine. Daryl is going too"

"Yeah girl, I'll take care of him, even if he doesn't need it anymore" Daryl said.

"You should reconsider it" Michonne said.

"Mom, you are worrying to much"

"Mom is right, Carl, it's too dangerous. What if something bad happens to you?" Judith said sadly.

Carl kneeled to be at the same height that his sister and put his hands in her cheeks. "Judy, do you trust me?" The girl nodded. "I'm going out there because I want to help. I can't stay here pretending that everything is fine with those crazy people with skin masks around. I want to guarantee the safety of you three" He said to Amunet, Michonne and Judith. "I have to do it"

Judith jumped into Carl's arms. "Just be careful Carl, please" The girl said.

"Be prudent. And do what Daryl says, Okay?" Michonne told.

"The last time I listen to Daryl I was fifteen, but sure, I will" Michonne, Carl and Judith involved themselves into a warm hugged.

Amunet was the only left to say goodbye. "Promise me you'll get back"

"I do. I always get back to you"

"I can't loose you, don't make me get through that"

"You are not going to loose me. I'll be back" The couple shared a kiss full of love and hope.

"I love you so much" Amunet said.

"I love you more. I'll see you later. Don't forget that you have my heart and that you are the fucking love of my life"

"Carl! Language"

"Sorry, Judith"

"It's time to go" Daryl said.

"Daryl, please, protect him"

"I will. But you have to understand that he's not a kid anymore Michonne" The man said before the group conformed by Magna, Yumiko, Carol, Kal, Marco, Dianne, he and Carl left.

.

"What the hell is that?" Carl asked.

The group had meet with DJ, Alek and Ozzy. They had found a destroyed carriage and dead horses. "We don't know. The bodies that were in here are missing. They must had been going to the Fair" DJ said.

"Do you think they were them?" Carl asked again, making reference to the people with masks.

"I'd like to say no, but you are not dumb"

"We should separate. Daryl, Carol, Yumiko and I will follow the rast of the bodies, and try to find them. Magna, Dianne, Marco and Kal, get to The Hilltop, and make sure everything is okay. DJ, Ozzy, Alek, keep patrolling around here. Let's go" Carl ordered.

When Carl's group moved, Carol and Daryl kept watching at Carl. "What's wrong guys?" He asked them.

"You did it pretty well in there. Being a leader is your thing, kid" Carol said with a little smile.

"Your dad would be so proud" Daryl told.

"Please, stop. People have been saying stuff like that all day"

"You shouldn't be ashamed of that, Carl" Yumiko said.

"Can we just keep going?" Carl ended the conversation.

.

The day turned into night. Carl's group was still searching for the bodies of the people from the carriage. Suddenly, some walkers appeared in their way. "Take care, watch their hands, they could have knives" Carl said.

Walkers grew in number, and then, a body of 2 meters of height appeared in front of them. Carl, Yumiko, Carol and Dary prepared their weapons. "Drop them. I won't ask twice" Beta ordered. The four obeyed him, and the tall guy directed his voice at Carl. "You just had to give me the girl. Now that deal is over. You are coming with us"

Beta took them to the Whisperer camp, and tied them to a tree. Then, Alpha appeared. "You, one-eyed, come" She said and unleashed Carl. Ponting at him with a gun, she took him to a pit, where a big horde of walkers was in. "I hope I'm wrong saying that you can't take care of my daughter" Alpha said.

"You are. We will be the family that Lydia never had. She is better with us" Carl answered her.

"You and your people are alive because I let you live. But I'm done with you all. If you cross into my land, once more, I'll guide the horde to the communities. I've mark the border to the North, you see it as you leave. Now, reunite with the rest of your group and get away from my sight".

.

After Alpha let go Carl, Daryl, Carol and Yumiko, they found Siddiq roofed to a tree, he had some injuries and the eyes bended.

"Siddiq! What are you doing here?" Carl asked him.

Siddiq wasn't able to answer him, so Carl helped him to get up and to keep walking.

During the way back home, they saw it, they saw the final warning that Alpha was talking about: some heads in pikes, marking the border of the Whisperers' lands.

Ten heads. Ten reanimated heads. Ten reanimated heads of people they loved and cared about. Ten people that were gone. Ten people that had died in a horrible way.

Once Yumiko, Daryl, Carol, Siddiq and Carl were close enough to the heads, they could finally saw who they were. And that only disturbed them more.

First head.

Ozzy.

Ozzy was the leader of the Highway men. He was working with his men to get to chance to watch a movie, and he didn't was capable to do that.

Ozzy was working only a few hours, and now, his head was the first of ten.

Second head.

Alek.

Alek was the right hand of Ozzy, and a member of the Highway men.

He was working with Ozzy for a benefit for him and their people only a few hours ago, and now, his head was the second of ten.

Third head.

DJ.

DJ was a reformed Savior that rebuilt his life six years ago when he redeemed himself and took the invitation of living in Alexandria. Since then, he had shown his effort by making sure that the surroundings of the community were safe. And Carl appreciated that.

Carl felt sorry seeing his head, cause he had live and worked with him for a long time. DJ was the proof that a person can actually change for good.

DJ was talking with Carl about his concern about the possibility of the Whisperers were killing people only a few hours ago, and now, his head was the third of ten.

Fourth head.

Frankie.

"Hey, Nabila, have you seen Frankie?" Eugene asked to the woman. He and Frankie's daughter were looking for her, there had been a long time since the last time they had saw her.

But Nabila hadn't seen her, cause Frankie wasn't in the fair anymore.

Frankie used to be one of Negan's wives. After the Saviors' defeat, she was accepted in Alexandria, where she adopted a girl and became in a great mom.

Carl felt sorry too. Judith sometimes used to play with Frankie's daughter and some others kids, and Frankie had always watch them. Frankie had take care of Judith on several occasions and he was thankful for that.

She was hugging her daughter and enjoying the fair only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the fourth of ten.

Fifth head.

Tammy Rose.

"Have you seen Tammy?" Earl asked Connie and Kelly, with his son in his arms.

Kelly repeated the question with sign language, so Connie could understand.

The answer was no. The sisters hadn't seen her, Tammy wasn't near.

Tammy was an old lady that lived in Hilltop with his husband Earl. They had lost his son Ken six years ago. But life had give them happiness again with the arrived of a baby that Connie had rescue from The Whisperers.

Tammy was talking with Earl about how they should name their son only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the fifth of ten.

Sixth head.

Rodney

Rodney was a teenager that lived in Hilltop. He was trying to have a normal teenager life.

He was hanging around with his friends only a few hours ago, and now, his head was the sixth of ten.

Seventh head.

Addy.

Addy was other teenager from Hilltop. She had worries about the walkers, but also, she had some teenager worries, like, trying to make the guy you like to like you.

She was talking with Henry only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the seventh of ten.

Eighth head.

Enid.

"It feels so sweet" Alden and Luke were singing on the stage. They had a large audience, but still, Alden noticed that someone was missing. Someone special. Had she forgotten? of course not. she was eager to see her boyfriend sing and be able to make fun of it. If Enid wasn't there, it was because she wasn't in this world either.

Enid was a resident of Alexandria when Carl met her. She was mysterious and mature, things that made Carl to got interested in her, an also, to liked her. Both had a realistic perspective of the world, and they became best friends cause of that.

Now, Enid was a doctor. She had something worth to work for. She was an important member of her community. She was living the happy life that she always had deserved.

When Carl saw her, something cracked inside of him, his heart for sure. He couldn't deal with the fact of seeing his best friend's head on a pike. So, a tear fell down his cheek.

"No" He mumbled. "Not you".

Carl was being Siddiq's support, but at that moment, the roles got changed. Carl's legs shaked like he was about to fall. " It's okay, Carl, it's okay. Stay with me, please" Siddiq said.

"Hey, my favourite cowboy is here"

"I always call you 'cowboy', you have the right to call me 'doctor'"

"I know, but I refer, to see each other like this, like family, not like two strangers. I'm sorry for never had get back to Alexandria, but Maggie needed me here"

"Maybe we can be the same best friends that we were"

"It's true, Carl, everybody knows your story, and I'm so proud of you"

Memories of her didn't leave his mind. Memories of Enid being happy. Memories of his best friend for all life.

He remembered the first time she saw her, on that abandoned house at the entrance of Alexandria. He remembered the times that he followed in the woods and lost her from his sight. He remembered when they used to sneak out the walls and go into the woods to read comics. He remembered all the times that she gave him advices about his relationship. He remembered when they skated in their way to Hilltop. He remembered a lot of things that they could never do again.

He had lost his best friend and he couldn't get her back.

Enid was teaching people how to do CPR only a few hours ago. Enid was eating caramel apples with his boyfriend only a few hours ago. Enid was getting back the lost time with her best friend only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the eighth of ten.

Ninth head.

Tara.

"If you happen to see her, could you tell her I need to speak with her?" Gabriel asked Eugene.

"I haven't seen her in a while, but she must be around" Eugene said. Sadly, he was wrong. Tara wasn't around, not anymore.

When the prison got under attack, Tara was in the Governor's army, she was with the guy who killed Hershel, she was the enemy. But things changed. Glenn needed her help, and, Tara needed to help Glenn, she needed to help him so the guilt she was feeling could disappear. It was when she was ready to die in that tunnel full of walkers, so Glenn could live and continue searching for his wife, that Tara stop being the enemy, and became family.

She was Hilltop's leader since Jesus' death, she was capable to lead, and she was ready to. She was supposed to be a great leader.

Carol, Daryl and Carl looked at her head with melancholy. They had survived with her during a lot time, and now, that girl with an incredible sense of humor that used to brigthen their days didn't exist anymore. She had been reduced to a sad walker.

"If her mother retaliates it's gonna be against Hilltop, not Alexandria"

That thought arrived at Carl's mind. Tara was protecting her people, but she must have protected herself.

Tara was thinking about what was the the best for her people only a few hours ago. Tara was signing the mutual protection pact only a few hours ago. Tara was being the leader that the Hilltop needed only a few hours ago, and now, her head was the ninth of ten.

Tenth head.

"Where could she be? She's not the kind of people that disappear without telling someone where she is going" Rosita told to Eugene.

"Maybe she wanted to be alone. She wasn't happy about Carl going out there. Maybe she wanted to distract herself"

"Eugene, she wouldn't do that. If she didn't tell anyone what she was going to do, it's because she is going out there and look for him. She care so much about him"

"In that case, I hope she is still in here. She can get hurt if she goes alone"

"Come on, we need to find her. Carl is going to kill us if something happens to her" Rosita commanded.

Even though Rosita and Eugene went to look for her as soon as they realized that she was missing, someone else had already found her.

And then, Carl saw the last pike. With his eye wide open, he unconsciously left Siddiq alone. He dropped the Colt Phyton that he had in his hand. He couldn't take his sight apart from the head. He approached to the pike a little more, he was wishing that his sight was playing tricks on him, because in case it wasn't, and the head was of the person he was thinking it was, he couldn't stand that.

He was about to get close enough when Daryl got between his sight and the pike. "No! No!" Daryl shouted, while he was holding Carl of his shoulders. "Don't look at it. Don't look"

Carl's legs shaked again, but this time, he fell on his knees. Daryl got on his knees too, to comfort him. "Kid, please, don't look at her, don't do that".

Carl's cry was making him look so vulnerable and so broken that even Yumiko felt the need of hug him. But nobody dare to do it, except of Daryl, who was already with him.

Daryl was speaking to him, but he wasn't listening. His heart was so broken and he was so submerge on his memories that everything around him didn't seem to be important.

Inside of Carl, it was like his mind wanted to live again all the moments that he had shared with her, like he needed to remember everything he had done with Amunet.

Cause, yeah, the head that was on that pike was hers.

"Hi, my name is Carl, what's yours?"

"I'm Amunet" The little girl answered. They were in the outsides of Atlanta, in a camp.

"Do you wanna play with me and Sophia? She wants to meet you"

"I would like to"

"Great! Follow me" Carl took her hand and guided her to where the other girl was. They played all morning and all afternoon, that when the sun hid, the three kids could barely stay awake.

The memorie of the first time they talked arrived. Carl felt like he was just being stabbed in the heart, so he let out a heartbreaking scream, toring apart his lungs.

"Carl! You woke up" Amunet had been waiting to him to wake up since Hershel operated him. She was happy that his friend was okay.

"Hello, Amunet. How's Sophia?"

"We hadn't find her" She said, sadly. But at least you are okay, I've missed you"

"We'll find her. I promise. I've missed you too. My dad gave my his hat, cool, no?"

"Yeah, now you are a cowboy"

"You can try it on, it must look great on you" Carl put the hat on Amunet's head. Both kids were laughing, but Carl started to cough.

"Carl, are you okay?" The girl asked worried.

"Yes, I shouldn't laugh too much, it hurts"

"You should get some sleep. Hershel said you're still weak"

"Could you stay here? I don't like to be alone"

"Sure"

The boy made a space in the bed, so Amunet could lay on it. "Sweet dreams, Amunet"

"Sweet dreams, Carl"

The sound of Carl's sobs were mixing with the sound of the moans that Amunet's head was doing. It was a brutal and depressive mix.

When a walker Sophia appeared out of the barn, Carl and Amunet started crying. They hugged each other and stayed like that for a while. After Rick put her down, and the adults began to move the bodies, they were the only ones that were near the barn.

"I thought we would find her" Carl said.

"I did it too. I'm gonna miss her" Amunet started to cry again.

"Hey, don't worry, we are you and me now, okay? You and me, together"

"Forever?"

"Forever"

Carl scratched the dirt under his hands, like the only way he had to express his anger. He could felt the Daryl's arms around him, but he didn't feel comforted.

"My mom's dead, Amunet. I killed her"

"You did what you needed to do. You couldn't just leave her, you know what would've happen"

"I'm a killer. The last moments I had with her I acted like an idiot"

"You were a great son, your mom loved you. And you are going to be a great big brother. Big brother Carl, remember that?"

"Can you give me a hug?"

"You don't have to ask for one"

"We should put them down" Daryl said, and his arms left Carl's body.

"Left Enid and Amunet, please, I'll do it" Carl said, standing up. Daryl moved his head in approval.

Carl got in the wagon that Garet told him. It was dark, but he could see that there were more people in there. A familiar silhouette appeared.

"Carl?" A voice that he knew perfectly asked.

"Amunet!" He said with joy. Both kids got together in a lovely hug, with tears in their cheeks.

"I thought you were dead" Amunet said crying. "When we were running out of the prison and you covered me from the walkers cause I didn't have ammo, I lost you, I looked for you but you weren't there"

"I had to get away from other way. Sorry"

"Don't you ever left me like that again"

"I won't"

Carl finally stood up, with his hands still shaking, he took the knife that Amunet had got for him in one of the running supplies that she did in Alexandria.

Carl opened his eye for the first time since he had get shot by Ron. The first thing he saw after had defeat the death again was Amunet, who was sat next to him. Amunet was submerged in her mind, she didn't notice that he was awake.

"Hi" He said.

Amunet made eye contact with him, and she smiled. She was showing him that beautiful smile and seeing him with those precious grey eyes that had him hypnotized.

She didn't said anything. She just stood up, got near to Carl and kissed him on his lips. "Thanks for wake up. I was losing my mind"

"I just lost mine with that kiss" He joked.

"I should've done that a long time ago"

Carl reached Enid's head.

"Why did you come to get me to The Hilltop?" Enid asked.

"I was worried about you. You didn't take any knife with you"

"I can take care of myself"

"I know, but..."

"But what?"

"You are my best friend. I needed to know you were going to be fine"

Enid hugged Carl and talked to his ear. "And you are my best friend, too. Thank you for made me company"

He raised the knife and buried it in the skull.

"I'm so sorry, Enid. Go to rest, it's time"

The head stopped moaning and Carl felt a little relieved. His best friend was resting now, in a place without suffer, that was what she deserved.

What Carl did next wasn't easy. He was in front of Amunet's head. It was the only left to put down. Everyone was waiting for Cark to do it.

Carl raised his hand, but this was shaking a lot that he dropped the knife.

"Carl, I could do it" Daryl said.

"I have to do this, please" Carl took again the knife. He looked at the walker's eyes. They were grey, but not the beautiful grey that Amunet's eyes used to be. And that was because that walker wasn't Amunet anymore, Amunet wasn't a sad head, Amunet was a shimmering start that guided Carl's life during so many years, and that wasn't going to change. A last memory appeared before Carl had put down the walker.

Amunet and Carl hugged after Carl almost got killed by Lucille. "I love you, Carl, I love you so much"

"I love you too, Amunet. I love you too" That was the first time they said 'I love you' to each other.

"I will always love you, Amunet" Carl said before he buried the knife, making the moans stopped. Amunet was now a free soul. Amunet loved Carl until the ended of her life. Amunet died thinking about Carl. And Amunet would always be with Carl.

Amunet and Carl were kindred spirits.

[im-tops-bottom]

YOU'RE STILL THE ONE~ JALEC

Jace and Alec have known each other since they were kids. They grew up together alongside Alec's sister Izzy. They trained together, slept in the same room, caused trouble and became Parabatai. As they got older and became shadowhunters things started to get crazy.

Alec and Jace realized on their own that they were in love with each other. Alec realized when Clary came into the picture that he had taken a liking to Jace when they first met and fell when Jace asked him to become his parabatai. Jace realized when Alec said "I love you" playfully, that Jace had been in love since they were teens but given how he was raised before joining the Lightwood family, he didn't know what love was until now. The best part was that the other didn't know their feelings and they planned on keeping it that way.

Everyone gets fed up when they distance themselves from each other, Jace throws himself at any and almost everyone, Alec flirts with Magnus, they get into fights and they group together to figure out what to do.

The last straw is when Alec decides to marry new girl Lydia who has been following him around like a lost puppy. Jace gets jealous and storms off. Alec doesn't even pay attention to it.

While Alec trains outside in the sun, his mother walks up to him.

"what are you doing Alec?"

"I'm training. What does it look like I'm doing?"

"it looks like you are waisting your time when you should be following after your heart"

"I'm sorry?"

"Jace"

"what about him?"

"look I know you are in love with him"

"no I'm not. Don't be crazy mum. He's my brother."

"Jace is not your brother, he's not your blood"

"he's closer than a brother, he's my parabatai"

"he's more than just a parabatai to you Alec and you know it. We all know it."

"I honestly have no idea what you are talking about but I need to get back to training. I got a mission to go to with my parabatai."

"fine. Just make sure that you think about what your doing and take the time to think about whether or not lydia is who you really want because I'd hate to see my boys sad and miserable for the rest of their lives."

"Lydia is who I want mum"

Alec watches his mother walk off. He sighs to himself.

"I know the consequences of what would happen if the higher ups knew I was in love with my parabatai. With someone who could never love me back."

-3 days later-

Jace is straightening Alec's tie up as he contemplates on where he went wrong in life. Here he is standing at an altar fixing up his parabatai, the love of his life's suit and tie up as his heart breaks.

Alec watches Jace's face trying to figure out why he looks so hurt, so sad. He can't think of anything so he decides to talk to him.

"you know this is the first time since forever where we have gone longer than 10 minutes without arguing"

"yeah and let's keep it that way"

"Jace w-"

"ok your suit is looking fabulous, you are ready, now let's get you married"

"Jace h-"

"ok I'm gonna go toilet real quick, it should be starting in 5 minutes"

Jace walks off and Alec tries to reach out but misses Jace's arm. His heart breaks further as he watches Jace leave and he goes into shock as the music starts. He looks down at his watch and realizes Jace actually left and wasn't going to be attending the wedding. He wants to cry as he watches Lydia come down the isle.

-during the ceremony-

Priest: if anyone can show just cause why this couple cannot lawfully be joined together in matrimony, let them speak now or forever hold their peace

"I do"

Everyone from other institutes who aren't made aware of what's been going on as well as Lydia, stare wide eyed at Alec.

Alec with a determined look stares at Lydia.

"Im sorry Lydia but I can't marry you"

"why not?"

"because I'm in love with someone else"

"who is she?"

"it's a he"

" a HE!?!"

"yes and I just realized what someone close to me has been trying to say" Alec smiles at his mum who smiles back and nods "they told me to follow my heart but I ignored it. I think it's time to stop ignori-"

Alec hisses as he holds his hand to his face. Lydia is in tears now and he just can't find it in him to comfort her especially when he just realized something.

He stands there in shock as he has flashbacks to all the times Jace would leave no matter whether they were on mission or not whenever Alec was flirting with someone. Later on he would find Jace either with someone else or getting drunk. He had other flashbacks where it looked like Jace wasn't happy whenever Alec talked about his conquests. One particular memory hits him hard and walks up to Izzy.

"Iz when you had that conversation with Jace, it was about me wasn't it?"

Izzy rolls her eyes and she stands to hug her brother before slapping him.

"yes and it's about time you finally realize it"

"he's in love with me isn't he?"

Alec turns as his mum stands up and crosses her arms

"and if so, what are you going to do about it?"

Alec smiles as he runs out of the alter and heads to Magnus'.

He recalls the time he saw Magnus comfort a broken Jace after Aldertree kicked him out of the institute and offered his spare room up. Alec of course said some nasty things at the time which caused Jace to run away and get kidnapped by Valentine which resulted in Ma-.....

"what are you doing here?"

"so you are finally talking to me?"

Which resulted in Magnus not talking to him.

"look I don't have time for this Magnus. I need to talk to Jace. I know he's here"

Magnus was just about to argue back but gets interrupted by the man Alec desperately wanted to see.

"its okay Magnus"

He watches Magnus walk up to Jace and whisper something in his ear causing the shorter male to nod. As soon as Magnus leaves Alec goes all out. With determination set in, he walks up to Jace and pulls him into a kiss.

After a moment of realization kicks in and Jace pulls away.

"what the hell Alec?"

Alec feels his heart beat faster as he realizes Jace doesn't look hurt or disgusted but look instead looks like....

"are you in love with me?"

"Alec have you hit your head or something because you're not ma-"

"answer the question Jace"

"why? Why do you want to know?"

"because I'm in love with you and it would make this very awkward if i got your feelings wrong"

"my feelings? Alec I love you. Of course I do. You're my brother, my parabatai."

"yeah but you love me more than that don't you?"

"what?"

Alec pushes Jace along until he has him pressed up against the wall.

"be honest with me Jace. Look me in the eye. Tell me the truth."

Alec and Jace stare at each other. Alec looks at Jace with love and hope and feels proud as he sees the hope and love in Jace's eyes.

Jace gulps as he tip toes and wraps his arms around Alecs neck and leans in. Let's out a little gasp as he feels alec grab his butt with one hand and lift him up. He wraps his legs around Alecs waist. Eyes never leaving Alec's ones.

"alec" Jace says softly.

"yes?" Alec says just as softly back.

"my parabatai"

"yes?"

'here I go. All or nothing' Jace thinks to himself as he smiles at his already giggling parabatai.

"I love you too. More than anything"

"more than a brother?" *Kiss*

"yes?"

"more than a best friend?" *Kiss*

"yes"

"more than a parabatai?" *Kiss*

Jace can't help but giggle into the kiss.

"yes Alec."

They make out before they get interrupted.

"about time you two get together. Now if you don't mind, can you please take it to Jace's room. I have a mission to attend to and I don't want to have to clean up after you guys.

Magnus is just about to leave "oh wait" he turns "and Alec?"

Alec gulps as he looks at the murderous look in Magnus' eyes "yes?"

"if you ever hurt my puppy again, I will banish to hell and tell everyone that you went to go and join the monks and won't be able to communicate with anyone until they deem you ready to go back into society"

Alec gulps as he nods. He can hear Jace let out a breathy chuckle. Magnus just nods as he leaves the Loft. His face gets pulled back by Jace as they resume their makeout session. Alec feels his heart soar and thinks that it definitely was worth it in the end.

[super-unpredictable98]

Request time! How about “how mad would you be if i kissed you?” to diffuse an argument with either Win/Lyddie or any of the quad? 💚

Strike Two

Fandom: Misfits

Pairing: Win x Lydia (OCs - Timeline Anomaly’ verse)

Word Count: a little over 1k

Warning: Strong language, little tiny angst

a/n: It was supposed to be way angstier than this lol but I just can't hurt the girls like that

(Masterlist)

Ever since the huge fight between the girls about the stolen songs, Win and Lyddie have been trying to get back on track for the album. Yeah, they were getting ready to move to New York so Lyds could have her Broadway debut, but she didn't want to (more like couldn't) fall behind on the album production.

"See? I told you, babe," Win took notes of the chords for the new song they were writing together. "It's not that hard and our new material is amazing! People are gunna love our new stuff."

"I guess..." Lydia mumbled. She was still very much insecure about her songwriting skills, she couldn't believe anyone would ever pay for something she came up with, so she's been trying to find other solutions.

"Okay, so let's have another toast," Winnie repeated the last line they wrote. "A toast to what?"

"To the girl almighty?" she nearly whispered.

"Oh my God! That's good! That's actually really good, I like it," Win wrote it down and leaned against her girlfriend. "And then what?"

"Let's pray we stay young, stay made out of... of something," Lyddie grimaced, trying to remember the right word.

"Lightning?" her Nathan quickly came to the rescue.

"Yes! Made out of lightning!"

"Nathan, how'd you know that was the word she was looking for?" Winnie narrowed her eyes at him.

"I didn't, guess I'm just a real talented poet..."

"Really? That's odd."

Lyddie's Nathan gasped, clutching his chest dramatically, doing his best to look offended. Win took a deep breath, knowing that wasn't the case. She didn't even seem angry, she was confused and disappointed.

"Is it possible that you knew the word because that song already exists in the future?" she dropped the notebook, not wanting to look any of them in the eye.

"Maybe," Lydia nearly whispered.

"So I guess 'all of me loves all of you' and 'you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven' are also not your idea?"

"No..."

"Lydia! What the fuck?" Win shook her head, getting up to grab herself a cigarette. "Honestly, you promised me! I would expect this from anyone, but not from you."

"Babe, no smoking in the house, remember?"

"Okay, so no smokin' in the house, but intellectual property theft is okay?"

"I'm sorry okay? I messed up!" Lyddie pushed herself up to follow her girlfriend out to the balcony, "You're such an amazing composer, I was scared to look dumb with my stupid ideas."

"You're also an amazing composer, those little jingles you make up when you're excited are actually quite catchy!"

"Honey, I don't think laundry folding polka or the we got ice cream ballad would make fans buy my new album... They just don't make the cut."

"What doesn't make the cut are other people's songs, and how d'you expect me to trust you when you keep lying to me?"

A brief silence enveloped the two of them. She had a point, Lydia felt like shit, she just wanted to impress her, to make her proud, but of course it backfired spectacularly like most things do.

"I was gunna ask when we're havin' breakfast, but I think I should go back t'bed," Win's Nathan barely showed up in the living room and turned around to leave.

"Wait up, mate!" Lyddie's Nathan followed him. "I'm tired too, exhausted!"

"You know, I'm used to people lying to me, I thought you'd be different," Win's voice cracked, which only made Lydia feel even worse, the last thing she wanted was to make her sad.

"I'm really sorry, Winnie, I didn't mean to make a mess of things again, I just don't know if I can do it. It's so hard, and every time I write something I feel dumb, I think all my rhymes are basic and all the words I pick are shallow."

"You gotta create bad art to create good art, you need to keep practicing, that's the only way you get good," she averted her gaze once again, staring at the Community Centre so Lyds wouldn't see how teary she was.

"I know, but I don't wanna look stupid in front of you, I want you to think I'm smart and talented, I want you to think I'm good. Before you knew about the stolen songs you kept telling me how I'm a wonderful songwriter and how I have a way with words, I liked hearing that."

"Is it really worth anything if those words aren't really yours?" she took another drag, that pain in her chest was familiar, she felt like being cheated on. "You have an incredible voice, you play three instruments, you're an actress, you're crazy smart, you can't expect to be perfect all the time."

"So you forgive me?" Lydia tried to go for a hug, but it wasn't reciprocated.

"I'm gonna need time, I don't know..."

"How mad would you be if I kissed you? Scale 1 to 10," Lyddie's fingers danced around her arm and her shoulder.

"5."

"I'll take my chances..." she murmured, turning Win's face gently and capturing her lips tenderly. "I'm really sorry, I swear on anything you want, I swear on Nathan's cock. Both of them."

"How am I supposed to know if you're actually writing now? Do I need to look through all of your stupid binders from the future?"

"No, but I'll give you my word. I promise I won't ever steal another song, even if that costs me my career."

"You gave your word before..."

"I know, but I was scared, all I'm asking for is a second chance, I won't let you down, Winnie."

"Fuck! Why d'you have to look so cute when you make that face?" Win groaned, giving in and wrapping her arms around her girlfriend as well. "This is the last chance I'm giving you, after that, I will never trust you again."

"Deal, I'll show you there's no reason to doubt it, I'll write my own material even if it sucks."

"I'm sure it won't, if the we got ice cream ballad is any indication, I think you have a bright future in songwriting."

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