#manny fic first ofc

[likeshipsonthesea]

i had feelings and wrote this post about shannon and i didn't wanna confuse it w eddie stuff but as she is ultimately a character in eddie's story i also wanted to go into the implications of this for eddie

do i think eddie was a bad husband? yes. does this make him a horrible irredeemable man who should take a vow of celibacy to protect the world from the burden of his romantic love? no.

but i think it's important that eddie actually deals with the reality of his relationship with shannon. i think we've got a start with this arc, and all the things he said to kim, but even then he starts out saying shannon was "the love of [his] life" when bestie, you didn't even know her.

they met in high school. they got pregnant unexpectedly and married just as fast. and then eddie left and they didn't know each other outside of a screen and brief visits for five years, then eddie was full of trauma and shannon's mother was dying, and then another two years apart, and then they were back together but didn't really talk outside of christopher.

by the time eddie re-proposed, he knew shannon as christopher's mother. that's it. he had no idea she wouldn't want another proposal. he heard "pregnant" and immediately went back to his 18-21ish self who knew nothing more than Responsibility. he didn't know shannon wouldn't want that. he didn't know anything about her--or at least, the audience didn't. where did she live? what did she do for work? what were her interests? from the beginning, the narrative--and eddie--treated shannon like a mother-shaped ghost to flit into and out of eddie's life.

and right as eddie was forced to look the truth of his and shannon's relationship in the eye, she died. how is he meant to consider all the nitty gritty rough edges and centers of their relationship through the rose-colored veil of grief?

i get why eddie hasn't tried to de-tangle all these feelings. it feels like he's shitting on shannon's memory. but i don't think eddie will ever be able to give himself to anyone until he realizes how formative his relationship with shannon was in all the wrong ways.

i'mma be bold here and claim: eddie didn't love shannon towards the end. he didn't KNOW her. he was happy to play family with her until she thought she might be pregnant again and then he immediately thought Pregnancy=Propose=Responsibility. it wasn't out of love for who shannon was as a person, it was out of responsibility.

and the shannon eddie married would've said yes, as she presumably did when they got married the first time. but the shannon of s2 didn't want that, a marriage of necessity. she knew herself enough to know she couldn't devote herself to eddie as a husband and christopher as a mom at the same time, and she chose christopher. i think eddie loves her for being christopher's mother, the way michael loves athena even though he isn't In love with her, but i don't think eddie knows the difference.

eddie thinks romantic love is responsibility and tradition and expectation and christopher's mother. he's learned how to live for himself and be better for himself but he hasn't learned how to LOVE for himself.

this doesn't keep him from making incredibly selfish decisions, like leading kim on or treating his love-interests like sex-giving mother machines, but i digress. eddie has learned how to break out of the roles he's played--perfect son, army hero, self-sacrificing single dad--but he's never stopped to think about the role he plays in a romantic relationship and the feelings that come along with it.

the kim arc is forcing him to look all of this straight-on and i love it. i hope they take it further. i need eddie to reckon with the fact that he and shannon failed each other, and that she wasn't the great love of his life because he didn't actually know her well enough to be in love with her at the end. i need eddie to look at how he acts as a husband/boyfriend and realize he's fucked up, to acknowledge how he's made bad choices and decide to make better ones.

eddie has so much to give, and i think he can make someone really happy if he manages to break out of the Husband role he's learned and really give himself truly to someone. and hopefully, it'll make him really happy too.

[atomicami]

vengeance.

roommate!abby anderson x fem!reader

- summary: you’re tired of dealing with your boyfriend’s awful habits. when he ends up crossing the line with you one day, you decide to get back at him, and your not-so-innocent roommate has the perfect way to do it.

- content: smut MDNI, no outbreak/modern au, reader and abby are roommates, reader has a shitty boyfriend, slight mentions of alcohol consumption and partying, infidelity/cheating, sex tape/amateur porn, kinda roughdom!abby, strap usage (r!receiving), abby referring to the strap as her cock, slight choking, daddy kink, abby hits it from the back, oral & fingering (r!receiving), pussy slapping, squirting, aftercare at the end ofc

- author’s note: hi everyone!! so i decided to do my very first collab with none other than the amazingly talented @whore4abby, i’m so grateful to have done this with you!!

also, consider this fic as our 1k special from us to you. thank you so much for all the love and support you’ve given to the both of us 🤍 we hope you enjoy it!!

you don’t really know how you got yourself to this point.

well, you do, actually…but you didn’t know how this could have possibly escalated so fast.

it was just a silly little conversation at first. you were simply venting to your roommate, abby about your boyfriend for what was probably the millionth time now.

“ugh, i just can’t believe him!” you exclaimed to her as you frantically paced around your room. “i told him to make the best impression to meet my parents last weekend and what does he do?! he shows up to the restaurant thirty minutes late smelling like alcohol. how can he be so…so inconsiderate?!”

you’ve been in an on-again, off-again relationship with your boyfriend for about a year now. everything went fine with the two of you at first, but now it somehow just progressed to where you both can’t even make it a week without breaking up.

abby is sat at the foot of your bed, nodding in acknowledgement as you continued to ramble to her about your asshole boyfriend. you truly couldn’t ask for a better friend like her to listen to all of your problems about this, because unlike abby, you knew that anyone else you might know couldn’t withstand having to hear about the same person every damn day of the week.

“i seriously think i’m gonna break up with him now, for good this time.” you tell her with confidence.

abby lets out a sigh and rolls her eyes at your statement. “isn’t that what you said the last fifteen times though?” she asked, further manspreading on your bed before pulling her phone out of her pocket to scroll through it.

“i know, i know,” you said, continuing to pace around your room. “he’s done so much stupid shit lately, but this is honestly the final straw for me. who knows how much worse he could get if i—“

“hey, um…you might wanna see this.” abby says, showing you her phone screen. “isn’t that him?”

“what? what are you—“ your words drift off for a moment. you take a step towards her to take a closer look at her phone. it was an instagram story that her friend manny had posted, containing a video of some frat party happening right now and you could visibly see a girl grinding and making out with your boyfriend, clear as day.

now that was really the last straw for you.

“that asshole…” you mutter quietly to yourself as you watched the story again.

to be honest, you weren’t even that upset about it. well, you were, but not to where you’d be in tears crying over him. but rather, you had an urge to try to get back at him somehow. you wanted to retaliate against him. you wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine.

you wanted to give him vengeance.

“i seriously can’t believe him right now,” you tell abby again as you hand the phone back to her. “you know, i’m not even upset that he cheated on me, i just…” you pause for a moment to take a deep breath. “i just wish i could get back at him, give him some sort of payback you know?”

“yeah, i get you.” abby replies before looking back down at her phone. “you know…i think i might have an idea to get back at him…show that asshole what he’s missing…” she said, flipping her phone around to eye at the camera for a moment before looking back up at you.

“really?” you asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity as you took another step towards her. “i’m down for whatever, what did you have in mind?”

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and that’s how you got to where you were now, as if it had happened in a matter of seconds.

“c’mon, baby… look at the camera for me.” abby murmured to you from behind.

you laid at the center of your bed, bare body sprawled out with your ass up and abby’s thick, black strap nestled deep inside your wet cunt.

you didn’t want to admit it, but the stretch that abby’s cock had in you was overbearing. you really thought you’d take it, you told her so yourself. but now that you were feeling every single inch inside you, from base to tip—you were very, very wrong. you’re trying as best as you can to follow abby’s commands, but the immense length and girth of her strap has you feeling dizzy.

one of her hands reaches down under your stomach and makes its way up to your neck. “you really want me to repeat myself right now, princess?” she says in a firm tone, keeping her grip on your neck. “i said, look at the camera for me.”

“oh, fuck—“ you whimper to yourself as chills start to go through your spine. your whole body is fucking trembling and abby still has yet to move her cock inside you.

you try to lift your head up, looking straight into the camera on abby’s phone that was currently propped up in front of the two of you, the most dumbfounded expression was stricken on your face at the moment. you were already so cockdrunk and it clearly shows.

“atta girl…would you look at that?” abby says, looking into the camera with you as well. “see how pretty your girlfriend looks on my cock? she’s already drunk and i haven’t even started moving yet…not so bad for a girl if i do say so myself.” she continues narrating into the camera. “i’ll show you how it’s really done, yeah?”

and with that she began to start moving, painfully slow to say the least. you felt her hand let go of its grip on your neck and move to your hip, gripping it tightly as she kept slowly thrusting her cock inside you.

“you like that, princess? like how my cock feels inside you?” she asks in between her thrusts.

you end up mumbling something into the sheets, and abby could’ve sworn that you were calling her a name. her hand quickly returns back to your neck, lifting you up and pulling you back towards her as she kept her cock inside you. “what did you just call me? tell me what you just said.” she says in a stern tone, slowly tightening her grip on your neck.

“f-feels so good, d-daddy…” you slur out to her, eyes rolling to the back of your head as the tip of the strap gently presses against your g spot.

the smirk on abby’s face grew wider as she heard you call her that name. it was like music to her ears, and she couldn’t help but play along with it. “yeah? does it feel good, princess? does daddy’s cock feel good inside that little pussy of yours?” she asks, receiving a whiny nod from you in response.

abby looks into the camera and lets out a quiet groan at the sight of the two of you on her phone screen. “oh fuck, you’re not wrong…let’s take a closer look there, shall we?” she says, keeping your body up against hers with one hand as she moves forward and grabs her phone with the other. you look down as she brings the front camera down to both of your lower bodies where the strap was connecting it. now keeping her bicep firm on your upper body, she snakes her hand down to your gushing pussy, spreading its puffy lips open with two fingers in front of the camera.

“would you look at that…” she murmurs, bringing the camera closer. “that pussy’s practically crying all over my cock. does he ever get you this wet, princess?”

“n-no…” you whine out, shaking your head. “he doesn’t…”

“oh, poor thing…” she murmurs from behind, reaching down to rub your throbbing clit. “seems like you need daddy to take care of you, yeah?”

“y-yes, daddy, please…n-need you to fuck me…”

abby gently lowers you back down onto your bed before setting her phone back to its original spot, screen still fixed on the both of you. she places a hand onto each of your hips, gripping them tightly as she begins to slowly thrust her cock into your pussy.

as abby began to fuck you, you were now buried into the sheets again, releasing muffled moans and whines with every thrust of abby’s hips. in that moment, your boyfriend, and all of the fights and encounters you’ve had with him were the last things on your mind. you didn’t care about him. you didn’t even care about the video, knowing that he’ll be watching it soon. all that was on your mind now was abby and the large piece of black silicone stretching you open.

“does that feel good, baby?” she asks, slowly speeding up her pace. “c’mon baby, why don’t you tell him how it feels?”

you muster up the energy to at least turn your head to the side to respond. “f-feels amazing, daddy…b-best cock i’ve ever had…” you slur back to her, eyes fluttering shut in pleasure as you fist the sheets tightly.

“you hear that?” she says into the camera. “it’s not even real, yet it’s the best cock she’s ever had…bet it’s bigger than whatever you have going on down there too…”

you continue to whine into the sheets, weakly pushing your hips back against abby’s cock as a sign for her to speed it up. “f-faster daddy…p-please…” you whine out to her.

abby looks back down to what was below her, that same smirk growing onto her freckled face once again. “would you look at that, she’s already so eager for more…” she murmurs to herself, tightening her grip onto your hips as she began to thrust into you faster than before.

“oh f-f-fuck—“ you moan out, turning your head back to see her and watching her smirk get bigger again as she admires your drunk, fucked out expression. “don’t look at me now…” she tells you before pointing at her phone. “look at the camera. look at him. tell him how good i’m fucking you.”

despite how heavy your eyelids were getting, you try to keep your vision straight, looking into the camera for as long as you could. “s-s-she’s fucking me s-so good…b-better than y-you…” you slur out into the camera before letting your head drop back down into the sheets.

“you hear that? i’m a better fuck to her than you’ll ever be.” she narrates to the camera, still continuing her fast thrusts inside you. “can’t believe you’re letting a girl beat you at your own game, man.”

it didn’t take long for that feeling to build up inside you. abby had only been fucking you for less than five minutes, and you were already about to cum now.

“a-abby, fuck—g-gonna cum n-now…” you whimper out to her, bringing a trembling hand to hold hers from behind. abby instantly swats your hand away and brings her hand down to your ass to slap it, the sting causing you to flinch a bit. “that’s not my name, princess. you wanna try that again?” she asks you, still not stopping her fast pace.

“fuck, daddy!” you exclaimed, tightening your grip on the sheets to stabilize yourself. “p-please daddy…n-need to cum so bad…”

“there we go, that sounds better now…” she replies, looking back to the camera before back down at you. “go ahead, babygirl…cum for daddy.”

your grip gets even tighter on the sheets, and your cunt begins to clench down hard on the strap before cumming with a loud muffled moan, completely coating abby’s black strap with your release.

“holy fuck…” abby groans out from behind, now slowing down her pace. without pulling out just yet, she leans over to grab her phone, stopping the video and flipping the camera to the back to record a new one. “would you look at that…” she murmurs, zooming in on your lower body, particularly on the white ring that was being formed on her strap.

she then points the camera to the very back of you where your pussy was before slowly pulling her strap out of your fucked out cunt. abby lets out another groan as she watches your pussy clench and spill out your thick release, quickly running two of her fingers over it to pick it up. you whimper and whine due to the sensitivity from her thick fingertips, but you still oblige and let her do it.

“look how fucking good this pussy looks…” abby murmurs to the camera. “you know, i heard her tell me that you refuse to eat her out…” she says, pausing for a moment to suck her fingers clean before continuing. “you’re definitely a fucking idiot, to say the least. who wouldn’t want to get a taste of this sweet girl?”

you hear abby stop the recording on her phone, letting out a breath of relief as you set the rest of your body back down onto the bed. you’re already fucked out as is, and you feel the slumber slowly starting to take over you.

however, you didn’t get to have much of it now that abby has shaken you awake again. “lie back on the bed, i’m not done with you just yet.”

“w-what?” you say weakly, fully blinking your eyes open. “i-isn’t that one enough already?” you ask, pointing to her phone.

abby shakes her head in response. “nope, we still have one more video to make…and you’re holding the camera this time.”

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you take the phone into your shaky hands, almost dropping it in the process before steadying it, abby's eyes practically burning through the camera lens as you angle your phone to film her between your legs, she slaps her hand against your folds and you whine out her name, "keep it fuckin’ steady, you hear me?"

your grip tightens on the phone and you try to keep it as steady as possible as she connects her warm mouth onto your clit, flicking her tongue up and down it a couple times, before drawing back and looking into the camera. "you see what you're missing out on, huh?" she tsks and shakes her head slightly. you draw your bottom lip between your teeth as she sinks back between your legs.

she presses her tongue to your sensitive folds as she messily kisses and licks at your pussy, groaning as she tastes you. her fingertips find your clit, rubbing circles over it as she slurps up your juices. the phone starts to slip from your grasp and abby shakes her head mockingly, slapping her hand straight down onto your pussy, fingertips smacking at your clit cruelly. "i'm not telling you again, keep that camera on me or imma keep slapping this pussy." she drawls, voice low and demanding as her gaze shifts from the camera lens to look straight into your half-lidded eyes. her stern tone has you nodding your head immediately in fear of another sharp slap.

her fingers start to slide into your entrance, slick squelching around them as she thrusts them in and out. her lips move up to suck at your swollen clit, with more purpose this time around as she feels you clenching around her fingers. "lemme hear you baby. c'mon, let it out. let him hear how good i'm making you feel." she whispers, thrusting her fingers in and out faster. she lifts her head and smirks up at you, clearly waiting for you to cum for her.

your back arches up into her and her free hand slides between your legs, roughly rubbing your wet folds as her tongue flutters over your clit, bringing you over the edge. your thighs tremble as they clamp around her blonde head which gives her no other option than to keep her head buried between your legs, sucking on your clit as you ride out your high and start to cum on her face.

her fingers continue to plunge in and out of you at practically record speed, fingertips curling against every inch of your g-spot and without warning, a stream of juices spurts from your pussy to soak her fingers and her face. she slides her fingers from your entrance, holding them up for you to see that they're covered in your juices, glistening in the light.

"look at the mess you made." she chuckles as she looks up and notices the look of absolute shock on your face as you realise what just happened.

"never done that before, huh?" she raises an eyebrow. "nuh uh." you pant out, feeling the need to pinch yourself as there is absolutely no way in hell she just made you squirt. "he's never made me do that....like ever." you giggle.

your head is still reeling as she lays you comfortably up against the pillows before she quickly fetches a washcloth from the en-suite bathroom. she returns less than a minute later, warm washcloth in hand, and starts to clean you up between your legs doting to your every need and want so soothingly, kissing at your thighs and stomach sporadically whilst doing so.

she eventually lends you one of her t-shirts to wear, gently holding your arms above your head, the soft material grazing against your skin. she climbs into bed beside you, the two of you bundled up under the thick sheets, snuggled up into her arms as your scroll through the footage taken on your phone. abby rubs her hand up your spine softly before pulling you tightly against her as she smirks at you, "gimme his number, i wanna send the footage to him."

you giggle and hand her your phone as she quickly copies down his phone number from your contacts into her own with a couple taps of her screen before opening up a text conversation with the new contact. she attaches the videos and starts to type out a message which reads:

"took care of your girl for you tonight...looks like she likes me better, don't you think?"

you shake your head and give her a little amused smile as you see the sheer look of smugness filling her flushed face, "that'll fuckin’ teach him." before pressing send and placing her phone face down on the bed in front of you.

it’s safe to say that thanks to abby’s bright idea, you were successfully able to give your boyfriend the vengeance that he deserved after all. as abby pulls you in closer to her chest, you get the feeling that this won’t be the last time you’ll do this with her.

and by the looks of it, you’ve found a new habit of your own to enjoy too.

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[mahoganyrust]

@frosti-moon “Both of them wearing (mostly) historically accurate Norse clothes? I love seeing how different artists design those.”

I may have gone overboard…messy in some places but that’s bc I was impatient to draw the frost idfk-

Here we have Chief Hiccup and Winter Spirit Jack

Nice throwback to my God of War days for inspo. Hiccup’s a bit of a mix of Kratos/Odin/Tyr while Jack is a mix of Baldur/Freya + Pandora from the old games.

I swear to all that is good, if someone calls him Jokul Frosti one more time I’m gonna rant- Actually fuck it ima rant in advance.

Ahem.

People really like the idea of Jack being “Jokul Frosti”, especially if they are exploring concepts with an old setting where Jack is further back in time. I loved it when I first came across it because duh pretty awesome. And ofc many believe that is where the name “Jack Frost” derived from. It’s cool. However, I have since done enough research to decide this isn’t very accurate.

In Norse mythology the God of wind and voice, Kari, has two sons. Some sources say otherwise and that it’s just one son - Jokul Frosti, but fuck that, my sources are older.

Kari has *two* sons - Jokul AND Frosti. They were two bros. Their names mean Icicle and Frost. Jokul went on to have a bunch of kids who were all very winter themed. It also makes more sense bc (especially in Norse stuff) it’s very odd to come across a mythological figure with two names. Think of all the gods you know, MOST are going by one. Plus it’s weird…like why is his name two things? Icicle Frost? What? Pick one. Brev it don’t make sense. It don’t add up. Most minor Norse gods are having just the one main brand right? (The big dogs like Odin, Freya, Freyr etc etc usually have side hustles tho, but we ain’t talking about them).

So what I think has happened is that somewhere down the line, probably through oral conversation, the two brothers and their names got merged into one person. Then after the merge, Jack Frost came about, hence our predicament.

Like- ya’ll do wut ya want but I personally think the Winter Twins are a better idea for our fan stuff. In my headcanon (and in my fic) they are more like Jack’s wacky adopted-uncle-types that left him their power after they kicked the bucket cos they thought he was a pretty cool mortal. Like Manny brought him back but like- so did they at the same time. Double whammy. Anyways. ✌️thanks for coming to my TEDtalk.

[garbinge]

Siblings

Angel Reyes & Sister!OFC Manny Reyes 30 Day Fic Challenge

Word Count: 1.9k words A/N: Hi Friends!!!! Know I've been a bit MIA, but.....Instead of doing a prompt list, I took the opportunity to take the last few months to write through ideas for all different fandoms I've had in my head for years/months etc as well as update some of my multichaps. Enjoy the ride over the next 30 days friends!

Warnings: All my fics are 18+ regardless of content. Cursing, heartbreak, drinking, smoking.

Mayans Taglist: @drabbles-mc @justreblogginfics @narcolini @danzer8705 @keyweegirlie (have been a bit inactive on tumblr so this might not be up to date, if you'd like to be added to my Mayans taglist please shoot me a message!)

The tears were falling from Manny’s face, she had tried to pull herself together but it was no luck. After seeing her ex, Ellie, out on a date in Santo Padre, things just kind of got…emotional. Their breakup was coming up on its month anniversary, and the biggest sting aside from seeing her on a date, was the where of it all. Ellie had made it very clear that she wanted to leave town, that Santo Padre was holding her back from her full potential. So seeing her here was the biggest heartbreak of all. 

She rang the doorbell repeatedly, not in the mood to wait patiently for an answer. She grabbed the sides of her sweatshirt and crossed them over her chest with her arms as she fidgeted at the front door. After she wiped her face from her tears for what felt like the millionth time, she rang the doorbell another 12 times before the door swung open. 

“What the fu–” Angel’s voice cut off after he saw his little sister standing in front of him sobbing. “Manny?” He lowered his head as he tried to get a look at her face. 

In an instant she was barging into his house and started to pace in the living room, her one arm still crossed as she nervously chewed on her nails on the other. Angel would have made a sarcastic comment, but he got the sense that right now might not have been the best time. 

“Manny, what happened?” He asked, now a little worried. 

The girl turned around and stared at him, her eyes were swollen from crying and she could feel herself losing any sense of rationality she had left. Angel’s face was filled with confusion but in between that there was concern. That’s what made Manny lose it. As the sobs flooded out she ran into Angel’s arms and just sobbed. Angel hesitated for a minute before he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. 

After a minute, Angel spoke up. “Manny, I’m gonna need to know what the fuck is going on.” 

“I’m sad.” She said, pulling out of the embrace and wiping her tears. 

Angel held back another sarcastic comment, but his face was saying it all. Manny let out a laugh, probably the first one in hours. “I saw Ellie.” She was now making her way to the couch to plop down. 

With those three words, Angel understood everything, he got why she was sad, why she was crying, but the one thing he was still wondering was why she came to him. Angel went to grab two beers before plopping down on the opposite side of the couch, extending his arm passing the beer to her. 

Manny nodded, and popped the cap off taking a chug. After she chugged half the beer, she sighed letting her body just relax in the heaviness of the day. 

“You know,” Manny said as she looked up at the ceiling. “She told me she wanted to get out of here, experience the world. I got it, I mean this town is…” she stopped for a minute to think about the right word. 

“Suffocating?” Angel finished her sentence. 

“Yea, suffocating.” Manny agreed. “But I can’t leave. My life is here, you know. The shop, Pops, EZ, you.” 

“I’ll let the fact that you mentioned me last slide since you’re sad.” Angel commented. 

Manny chuckled again before continuing, “I just mean, we were at a crossroads. It sucked, we dated for 4 years, but it made sense to break up.” 

“But seeing her back here so soon, got you all fucked up.” Angel nodded knowing he hit the nail on the head without her even mentioning it. 

“Yea, really fucked up. I’m like second guessing everything. Not even the things she said during the breakup but everything before that.” She shook her head. 

“You want my thoughts?” Angel stretched out, putting his feet on the coffee table. 

Manny didn’t say anything, just squinted and stared at her older brother. 

Angel glanced over at her, “Well?”

“I’m debating if this is in my best interest.” 

Angel laughed at that and continued to talk. “We’re stuck here. EZ and me. We chose this and now, it’s our life. But you Manny? You don’t gotta be here. You don’t have ties the way we do.” 

Manny frowned at that, a little confused. To her, her ties were just as deep as her brothers. 

“We got Pops, we got the shop, hell, we got each other, you should go out there, the world, live life.” Angel continued, still laying back on his couch. 

“I meant my shop, not Pops.” Manny laughed, still wiping away the trail of tears that was starting to dry and cool on her face. 

“You don’t really think you need that place, do you?” Angel was leaning over to grab his drink. “It’s a mechanic shop, the gears will keep spinning whether you’re there or not.” He took a swig of the beer, going back to his relaxing position. “And fun fact for you, in case you didn’t know, auto-body shops, they exist outside of Santo Padre.” His eyebrows raised knowing the comment was as sarcastic as they come. 

“Wow, you know, you ARE the older, wiser brother.” Manny rolled her eyes and fell back on her side of the couch, completely melting into it as her hands raised to slide down her face in frustration and overwhelmingness. 

Angel shrugged with a smile that could earn him a swift push if Manny wasn’t multiple feet away from him. 

“It’s more complicated than that. The shop is all I have, I make more money owning and running it than I would selling it. It’s in a shitty part of town, so selling for land is off the table, it’s not remodeled so selling it to another shop would just make me next to nothing.” Manny explained wishing she had a drink right now. 

Angel must’ve read her mind, or just ran out of his own beer because he was standing up and moving to the kitchen to grab two more cold beers for them both. “You’ve already thought this through?” He spoke through the open hatch that connected the space between the kitchen and living room. 

“Everyday since Ellie left.” Manny sighed and thought through all the possibilities again. 

Angel was now in front of her extending his hand out to give his middle sister the beer. Manny reached out and happily grabbed it and took a quick swig before crashing back down into the leather couch. 

“Can I be really honest with you?” Angel moved his seat to the recliner that was directly in front of where Manny was on the couch, the coffee table between them. 

Manny shrugged by lifting her hands with a wave. Her way of giving Angel the permission to speak freely. 

“Ellie had one foot out the door when she was just our next door neighbor. And I think you knew that.” 

Manny squinted, an emotion of some kind bubbling in her throat. “Are you insinuating that I did this to myself?” The disgust in the sentence was obvious from her tone of voice. 

“I’m insinuating,” Angel put extra pronunciation on a word he likely didn’t use often, “that we,” he pointed in a circle to reference both of them in the room, and then up in the air to refer to EZ and their father, “the Reyes’, have a tendency to self sabotage.” 

Manny nodded, there was no arguing in that, they did tend to self sabotage themselves, they were doing it by staying in Santo Padre. 

“I guess the breakup– it is on me.” Manny exhaled deeply as she wrapped her mind around that. 

“Now, hold up, I ain’t say all that. Ellie fucked you over, treated you like garbage in the end. I loved that girl, I loved you two together, but to me and my eyes, she did not handle the break up well. And that’s comin’ from me, you know?” Angel let out a laugh. “She just left you a note, dick move.” 

Manny nodded and let out a breathy laugh from her nose. 

“I’m just saying, it’s not all on one person.” Angel concluded that thought and moved to another, “And quite frankly, I don’t fuck with her because I had to see you miserable for months, you didn’t get out of bed for weeks.” Angel reminded her. 

“Days.” Manny quickly corrected Angel. 

“Okay, days.” He took her correction and spoke it with sarcasm. “Either way, it’s not enjoyable seeing your baby sister with her heartbroken.” 

That triggered a memory for Manny and she couldn’t help but smile and remember it in detail. She was barely 13, in high school, her first year, Angel was a senior. 

“Do you remember the first person I ever dated?” Manny asked Angel but wasn’t looking at him just yet. When his silence spoke as an answer for him, Manny’s eye’s met his and spoke the kid’s name. “Jared Blonsky.” 

Angel scoffed, clearly remembering the name. “Total douchebag.” 

Manny chuckled at his recollection of the man. “Yea, he was. You remember what you told me? When he dumped me?” 

Angel tried to think but ultimately he shook his head in defeat. “No, I honestly don’t.” 

“That sometimes you get your heartbroken and other times you’re the heartbreaker, and that no matter what scenario I was in, my big brother would be there to break whoever hurt me.” 

Angel smirked as he stared at the ground. “Sounds like me.” But then he looked up at Manny with a bit of worry in his eyes. “But to be fair that was before you were bi.” 

“Before you knew I was.” Manny corrected his politically incorrect statement. 

“Yea that’s what I meant, but like I’m not really down to beat Ellie up.” 

Manny shook her head at the complete obliviousness of her older brother and the irony in what she was about to say. 

“It’s why I’m here. Why I come to you. Because I know you’ll get it, that you’ll be here.” 

It got quiet between the two as Angel nodded his head up and down. He then moved to grab the TV remote and turn on something stupid to fill the silence, and just pass the time. He switched channels until finally landing on some cartoon before moving to the coffee table to grab a joint that had been pre-rolled and lit it up. After a few puffs, he leaned to pass it to Manny.

“I’ll always be here for you, you know. If you’re here, if you’re in another state, I got you hermanita.” Angel’s words were kind and caused Manny to look up at him as she grabbed the joint. 

“You’re really tryna get rid of me, ain’t you?” Manny couldn’t help but tease her brother. 

“Man, shut up and watch the damn show.” 

And with that, Manny laughed, leaned back, inhaled the smoke of the joint. She might not have been okay, but for the moment, this moment, she felt loved. So she’d take it.

[shadow-cat-with-red-roses]

Oc talk: Amelia Rosewood

Hello and hi! I wanted to make this post to talk about one of my manny Black butler oc’s Amelia now this character that I had created probably has gone through the most but also the lest development over the years and such. As I believe when I first created was when I made my first ever fanfic on Wattpad. Ofc it was bad as any middle schoolers fanfic would be lol. But that was when she was first created. In that story she played sort of like the stereotypical mean girl when my main Oc Luna but more so her actions in that old fic weren’t necessarily out of malice but because she was a child that didn’t understand social skills or boundaries. Her personality used to be drastically different as well very boastful and confident and a bit bratty and pouty. But now of days her personality is now completely different. I found some old art of Amelia as well.

With Amelia‘s recent characterization, she is just a sweetheart that tries to make everybody feel included. She’s also a real girls girl and probably would be best friends with Elizabeth if they ever did meet each other. She’s really bubbly and sweet with everyone and love’s romance novels and literature. She is the type to talk about books for hours and hours on end. She’s what I call sunshine baby in my drafts because she is just a character that is full of light. She is also someone who is on the ace spectrum as well! While she tends to get flustered on topics that tend to be more explicit then the normal novels that she would read she isn’t downright disgusted or repulsed by sex. She’s the type that could never see herself in a sexual way in her romantic relationships. Amelia is also a walking sapphic disaster like she is someone who just fines every woman beautiful and will have long daydreams on her crushes. She also will try and bring up any of her friends as well if there feeling insecure and will put her feeling aside in terms of romance if one of her friends have romantic feelings on one of her crushes.

In terms of her background and backstory she was a part of one of the many aristocratic families that were known for making herbal tea mainly useing different flowers and herbs that they have grown in there home. But due to Amelia being born out of wedlock her parents had given her away and abandoned her by the orphanage that took her in. She lived her life in normal helping the other children feel welcomed seeing every child as her family and her siblings and happy seeing them find their own families. But she dose have her own struggles such as her being the one that is never chosen or is wanted. And while she has these struggles she trying her best to overcome them.

[ddelline]

fic OST | circulus vitiosus (salva mea)

blurb | bc it’s me ofc there’s a fic OST to be had! posting this in the wake of publishing part 1, despite having 2 more parts to both write & post. well. anyway: hereby the music which serves as the inspirational foundation for circulus vitiosus (salva mea), or as it’s colloquially called: time loop!fic. may contain vague, conceptual spoilers for what’s to come in parts 2 and 3 (though not that much bc everything herein is pretty consistently dark & foreboding, lol) what | 30 tracks which may or may not be arranged according to in-fic events & which fail to stick any sort of genre-bound landing, feat everything from broken beat avant garde electronica → triphop → psychedelic rock → classic r&b, plus some delicious instrumental electric guitar bits playlist → spotify tracklist | under cut

01 | VTSS — why we don’t deserve nice things

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02 | tzusing — 戴綠帽 (wear green hat)

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03 | aphex twin — formula

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04 | the dead weather — will there be enough water?

will there be enough water when my ship comes in? water when my ship comes in? will there be water when my ship comes in?

05 | gustavo santaolalla — the hunters

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06 | wax tailor — ungodly fruit

perhaps those who may be among us for the first time may be wondering what is going to happen now

07 | djuma soundsystem — les djinns (trentemøller remix)

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08 | DJ shadow — what does your soul look like, pt. 2

in a few moments you will have an experience which will seem completely real it will be the result of your subconscious fears transformed to your conscious awareness you have five seconds to terminate this tape five, four, three, two, one

09 | nicolas jaar — john the revelator 

now who art worthy, crucified and holy bound up for some, son of our god daughter of zion, judea’s lion

10 | ethel cain — two-headed mother

I’ve loved before, I’ll kill again you’re just the worst of all my men I’m not gonna pull you out the den

11 | regis — broken on the wheel

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12 | restive plaggona — lonely people after midnight

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13 | shudan — jiangshi

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14 | teeth of the sea — field punishment

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15 | parrish smith — fader

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16 | thom yorke — harrowdown hill

did I fall or was I pushed? did I fall or was I pushed? and where’s the blood? and where’s the blood?

17 | TENDER — machine

you cut me open, and pull me apart a hollow chest instead of a heart control, control me you do what you want with me, baby till I am spent, I’m so content

18 | BANKS — 27 hours

it’s been twenty seven hours since we even saw the sun

19 | deaf bones — only lovers left alive

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20 | parrish smith — sex, suicide & speed metal

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21 | low — poor sucker

some poor sucker at the bottom of the lake took the wrong way up when the ground began to break it’s a long way back that’s the price you gotta pay

22 | sade — long hard road

there’s a long hard road ahead but a voice inside me said said there’s something that you need to know it’s gonna to be alright

23 | massive attack, tricky & 3D — take it there

we’ll take it there, but take your time we’ll take it there, you’ll lose your mind

24 | plaid & björk — lilith

the moon it guides me on baby there’s absolutely no doubt

25 | sneaker pimps — lightning field

hope’s the child of what luck brings points to faith in higher things ask me now fire at everything at once strike me down

26 | mew — one flew over, one was destroyed

do you remember what made you fall? and does it matter to you at all?

27 | amor satyr — que dançar?

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28 | manni dee & akiko haruna — frowzy

a couple hours means nothing in the dark in the end the choice was never ours

29 | faithless, rollo armstrong & sister bliss — salva mea

I wanna take a look at the world behind these eyes every nook, every cranny reorganize realize my face don't fit the way I feel what's real?

30 | hozier — first light

the sky set to burst the gold and the rust the colour erupts you filling my cup the sun coming up

[aniqua]

PLS thank you for those memes the other day haha!! but can i just say, i conventionally though quimor was attractive (ofc, i mean manny jaconto??) though i never really considered his character too deeply until i read your droid fic ٩(｡•́‿•̀｡)۶ i saw it was yours and knew i had to read it and now i can’t get enough of qimir!! the prequel-ish fic was such nice background and like perfect seasoning to the first one! you’re killing it out here!!

You’re welcome!! I’m so happy that I could make you more insanely attached to a character. Like that’s my goal always. I also find fics that make me find a character I like enough but become wide eyed about after.

“You’re killing it out here” what if I had a heart condition? I would have dropped right then and there!

error: v1r2ous | yandere!qimir x reader (18+ mdni). send me an ask and I’ll gift you a meme

[enjoy-the-destruction]

Help a girl out? Odd request!

Okay I need the power of Tumblr?? I'm looking for a fic, smut ofc. About reader buying a toy for the first time after a phone call to her sister/best friend and the guy at the sex shop counter gives her his number if she needs 'help later'. It might of not been a reader fic but I think too hard and I can't remember anymore with what sort it was LOL. I know the person in the story hasn't been with a guy for a while and her friend/sister suggests a toy and gives her a name of a place (?). She goes to said place and is feeling awkward until this bad boy type guy helps her and she ends up picking a simple rabbit (?) vibrator that he suggests. The guy behind the counter gives her his number and says if she needs help. She goes home and tries but doesn't really know what she's doing so she messages/calls him and he comes over after exchanging details. Smut ensures, squirting + use of toy + fingering also from memory. I also clearly remember that he said he wanted to taste her.  I've read it maybe in the last 3-4 months but I read a lot so 🤦.

I feel like the best friend/sister's name might of been Annie or Megan or Becca? I get like Good Girls, Rio vibes off the guy who works the sex shop & he was younger than the reader/main character. I don't even know if it was here or on AO3 - but after searching entire fics containing words I remember I want to say it was on here. I actually thought the guys name was Manny but like I said above, I think about it too much and it could of been any name 🤦

[garbinge]

Family Night

Angel Reyes & EZ Reyes & Sister!OFC Manny Reyes

From these October Prompts:  “stop playing around with the lights, it’s not funny.”

A/N: I know myself well enough to know a prompt a day is a little ambitious but I really wanted to jump into some of those October dialogue prompts. SO I’m committing myself to a prompt a week for the month of October. Here’s week 1 out of 4. 

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: All my fics are 18+ regardless of content. Cursing, really shitty attempt at jumpscaring LOL. 

Mayans Taglist: @drabbles-mc (Not sure how many individual Mayans fics i’ll have in the future but happy to add anyone to any potential future fics!)

Manny was not in the mood to be anywhere but home tonight. It had been just shy of one week from her very public and very hurtful breakup from her longtime girlfriend. She wanted to be in bed, in the same clothes for days, eating tons of junk food, wallowing. But, it was Thursday which earned itself as family day at the Reyes household. It was forced on Felipe, but it was the kids’ way of checking in on him and guaranteeing time with one another. If Manny didn’t show up, she knew one of her brothers would have unexpectedly visited at one of the worst possible times. At least this way, it was on her terms and not at her apartment. She could cut the night short and head home early if she wanted. 

After sitting in her car doom scrolling on her phone for a few minutes she heard the sound of a motorcycle. Subconsciously, she hoped for one brother over the other to arrive first. That’s not to say she didn’t love both of her brothers equally, but she definitely went through phases of liking one more than the other, which she’d never admit to either of them. The man parked right in front of her car which is when she was able to tell it was EZ. Relief washed over her as her shoulders fell. Right now, she liked EZ more. 

“Sup, prospect.” Manny called out as she stepped out of her car, still leaning on the door waiting for EZ to walk up.

“You know, I come here to get a break from that nickname.” 

“Okay, little brother.” She smiled as she shut the door.

EZ shook his head at his other nickname with a smile as he approached her and they slowly walked towards the driveway of the house. 

“How you holdin’ up?” EZ asked as they trekked up the walk. He genuinely wanted to check in on her, and figured before they were around multiple people would be the best time, she was more likely to be truthful when it was just them two. 

“I’m alright.” She lied through her teeth and glanced up at him. He might have been her little brother but he towered over her. 

“Right.” His face said it all. 

“I mean, not great but I’m not, like, miserable either.” She said backpedaling a little bit knowing her brother could see through the lie. 

All EZ did was nod before she completely took it all back. “Alright, I’m miserable.” 

“It’s only been a week, Manny. It’s normal.” EZ offered some comfort as he threw his arm around her. “We would have understood if you didn’t want to come tonight, you know.” 

Manny let out a laugh at that as she leaned her head into him. “If I didn’t show up you or Angel would have come over, uninvited, and stayed way past your welcome.” 

EZ let out a breathy laugh, knowing there was definitely truth in that as he took his arm off her and let her go up the walkway first. “How can one stay past their welcome if they were never welcome in the first place?” EZ asked as he opened the back door to the house they grew up in.

“Exactly.” Manny stepped inside knowing EZ wasn’t going to continue the conversation once they were inside. 

“Pop?” EZ called out as he walked inside just a step behind his sister. 

“Lower your voice, I’m right here.” Felipe grunted as he stood up from the kitchen table to greet his kids. 

“Point in case.” Manny turned to EZ as they both grinned, “Que paso, viejo?” Manny brought her father in for a quick hug. 

Before any of them could talk more, the sound of another motorcycle filled their ears. Angel. 

“No one told him the wrong time?” Manny joked as they all scattered through the kitchen grabbing different items to set the dinner table. The two siblings left the kitchen and gathered in the dining room when Angel came in through the front door. 

“Sup, motherfuckers.” Angel called out to his younger siblings as he leaned over the table and started to pick at some of the food that was laid out. 

Manny grabbed a towel and swatted his hands out of the bowl they were currently grubbing around in. “You show up late, you eat late.” 

“What crawled up your ass?” Angel made a face at his younger sister. 

“The same thing that crawled in your mouth, get some gum.” Manny pushed Angel as she took her normal seat at the table. 

Angel looked at EZ who was laughing under his breath, “what are you laughing at boy scout?” 

“You’d think after all these years, you’d find a way to get along with each other.” Felipe said as he came out with the large pot of soup. 

Despite being grumpy, he did enjoy having his kids all together under one roof. It made things feel normal for these short amounts of time. The timeline of events from Marisol’s death to EZ’s prison sentence down to both brothers joining the club, things felt very chaotic and these weekly dinners brought a sense of normalcy. 

“Where’s the fun in that?” EZ smiled at his father as they all began to serve themselves. 

Soon after dinner, the siblings cleared the table and started the cleanup, while Felipe made himself comfortable on his recliner watching whatever movie was just beginning on the few channels he had on satellite. 

“What we watchin’?” Manny plopped on the couch closest to the TV. 

“Some stupid horror movie.” Felipe picked up his coffee mug. 

Manny grunted in acknowledgement as she pulled the blanket off the back of the cushion and got comfy. There was a moment where they both were silent, just watching the movie while the brothers were on dish duty. 

“You doing okay?” Felipe’s eyes didn’t leave the TV screen as he spoke. 

Manny’s heart dropped. Not because she was shocked that Felipe asked, but because she felt the pain bubbling up through her throat. It was a similar feeling to when someone hugged you and the floodgates of tears would come out. But this was the Reyes family version. Felipe’s question brought up an immense amount of emotion in the girl. 

“No.” She said briefly under her breath, hoping maybe he didn’t hear her. 

“You know you can come here whenever you want, to get out of your place. Maybe I’ll even cook for you.” Felipe’s eyes were still on the TV. 

Manny stayed silent as she worked through all the emotions in her mind. After wiping the few tears that managed to escape she spoke up, “only if tweedledee and tweedledum aren’t here.” 

Felipe let out a chuckle, “you got yourself a deal.” 

The two brothers entered into the living room, arguing about something that Felipe and Manny had no intention of getting in the middle of, but Manny did want to get them to keep it down. 

“Shhh,” she waved her hand at them as they settled into the couch against the back wall and tried to catch up to the movie. 

“I don’t get it, why are they at this cabin?” Angel frowned as he rolled the toothpick in his mouth. 

“It doesn't matter.” EZ and Manny both said at the same time in a monotone voice. 

“But–don’t– why are they going into the dark scary room? C’mon everyone knows not to go into the dark scary room!” Angel said out loud. 

“Angel, for the love of God, shut up.” Manny stretched forward to grab a pillow and throw it backwards. 

“Hey! Your aim sucks!” EZ said as he caught the pillow and wedged it behind his head. 

“There’s no way they’re going to open the door where the creepy noise is coming from, no fuckin’ way!” Angel’s voice cut EZ off, and before anyone could tell him to shut up again, a scream left his mouth as the entire house went dark. The sounds of the power going out filled the air, the TV powering down, the sudden heightened white noise buzz, but only for a short minute would the Reyes house know peace. 

“Angel, get off me.” EZ said, pushing Angel off him. 

“You scream like a bitch” Manny spoke up, still staying horizontal on the couch. 

EZ’s laugh was soon muffled after Angel attempted to slug him. 

“I have candles in the garage, please for the love of God all three of you go find them.” Felipe rested his hand on his forehead rubbing his temples. 

Manny sighed, turning on her phone flashlight before getting up off the couch. Without saying a word she waved her hand for her brothers to lead the way towards the garage. 

“I wonder why we lost power?” EZ said as they reached outside, looking around at the rest of the block that was also pitch black without electricity. 

“A generator probably blew from the heat.” Manny spoke up as the humidity frizzed her hair up. 

“It’s probably all the fuckin’ neighbors running their ACs all day and night.” Angel called out before opening the garage door. His hand reached up to turn the light on and repeatedly pulled on the string when it didn’t turn on at the first click. 

“The power is out Angel.” Manny rolled her eyes as she walked past him beginning her search for the candles. EZ trailed behind her with his phone light also on the lookout. 

“You know, as much as I enjoy the front row seats to the shit on Angel show, you might want to dial it back a bit.” EZ whispered to his sister.

Manny turned and frowned, now with the flashlight in EZ’s face. 

He squinted and pushed the light down, “Manny.” 

“EZ.” Manny mocked him, bringing the light back up in his face. 

“You’re annoying.” EZ put his hand on the light completely blocking it out making the garage fully dark. 

“YO!” Angel called out from the other side of the garage. “Stop playing with the lights! It’s not funny.” His voice had a tinge of fear in it. 

“You scared, big brother?” Manny called out with a smile as she pushed away from EZ and made her way through the maze of the garage trying to make her way to Angel to scare him. 

She would occasionally turn her flashlight on, almost to tease and raise the stakes as she tried to sneak up on him. 

“Manny. This isn’t funny.” Angel said nervously as he saw the flashlight flicker on and off, getting closer and then further, and then closer again.

EZ laughed from his corner of the garage, until he saw the quick flash of light speed right past him, it almost made him drop his own phone but instead he used it to look around him. 

“Ah!” Manny said as she lightly pushed EZ forward and ran off. EZ didn’t make a noise, but his heart was beating fast. He got scared. 

Manny’s laugh echoed from another far wall of the garage. “Yea, real funny, Manny.” The youngest sibling called out as he caught his breath.  

“Manny I swear to God, if you come over here on that stupid bullshit I’m never talking to you again.” Angel was backing up trying to corner himself so he only had to watch one side. 

“You promise?” She called out and both brothers could tell she was smiling from ear to ear. 

“Jesus Christ, we just HAD to have a sister and she just HAD to be crazy.” Angel mumbled as he scattered around while trying to keep his eyes on the light flickering on and off. 

“Manny, we’re not five anymore, c’mon!!!” Angel was now begging, he hated every moment of this. 

“Coulda fooled me.” Manny said almost at a whisper but Angel heard it clearly, which made him turn around and swat behind him like that was going to do something if she was there. 

Manny quickly made her way in front of him, prepared to turn her flashlight on to scare him when suddenly there was a noise by the garage door. Suddenly, she was now scared, her heart was now beating so fast Angel could probably hear it from behind her. Her eyes darted to where she saw a slight light which was where EZ still stood, leaned over, catching his breath. The noise was on the complete opposite side from where her younger brother was and with Angel behind her it left very few options left of who could be there. Angel probably thought it was her, and EZ was too busy caught up in his own head to notice. 

Just as she was about to speak up, most of the lights turned on as the power came back. There was a shadowed figure by the door and in the first few seconds before anyone's eyes could adjust, Manny screamed in fear and jumped back holding onto Angel who joined in her screams, pushing his sister off of him and then raising an octave when he also saw the shadowed figure. This made him quickly grab Manny before she fell into a pile of old scrap parts and boxes and quickly moved her in front of him using her for protection.

The shadowed figure raised it’s hand and clicked the string that turned the light bulb on, which was likely messed up when Angel had fussed with it before which was why it hadn’t turned on with the rest of the power. 

“You guys get lost?” Felipe’s voice filled the garage. 

Both Angel and Manny let out the breath they were holding in at the same time, their shoulders relaxed and when they both finally came to their wits, Manny was shuffling out of Angel’s grip. 

“What were you going to do? Use me as a human shield?!” Her voice was loud and frazzled. Her glare was sharp and it was directed right at her older brother, who was staring right back at her. Her eyes didn’t move as she grabbed the candles that were to Angel’s right causing him to flinch and break their staring contest. Manny turned and marched away, patting Felipe on the back as she passed him. For a moment, she paused at the door and turned around with a smile. 

“I almost had both of you.” Her finger raised to point at both Reyes brothers and she let out a chuckle while she stepped out of the garage and made her way back to the house. 

Felipe was shortly following behind her, shaking his head at his 3 kids for what was probably the millionth time in his life. EZ and Angel walked towards each other, EZ letting his hands rest on his kutte while Angel ran his hand through his hair. 

“I’m surprised she hasn’t killed us yet.” Angel began to leave the garage, shaking his head just like his father. 

“I don’t know about you but she’s easily shaved 10 years off my life.” EZ laughed and followed Angel out. 

“You know,” Angel paused in the driveway and looked back at EZ before nodding towards the house at his sister who could be seen through the kitchen window packing up food, “that was the first time I’ve seen her really smile all week.” 

“Yea, you’re right.” EZ agreed as he really thought about it. 

“And that’s the first time I’ve heard you say I’m right.” Angel teased and puffed his chest out proud and happy. 

“You tell anyone and I’ll tell everyone at the club you scream like a little girl.”