#my dad: uh well uh... thanks for your help (as my brother and mom laugh in the background)

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My dad just called, firmly expecting me to side with him on some disagreement he was having with my brother.

The topic?

Listening to an audiobook isn't reading because you don't use your eyes.

*facepalm*

My brother, who is reading audiobooks, was very happy to have my support 😂

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i also want you to write for mrs suh and johnny (just like mrs jeong and jaehyun) 🥹🥹🥹

Misses Suh? j.suh

GENRE: fluff, smut, dilf and milf parents, halloween night!

WARNINGS: milf and dilf parents, young children are mentioned in this story (several month old-17 year olds), drinking, fluffy scenes, slight angst scene but not really, kissing, flirting, groping, oral sex (M receiving), sexual commenting, car sex, rough sex, riding in the backseat.

WARNING 2.0: chenle being the absolute cutest in the world.

DING DONG!

“trick or treaters already?” you wipe your hands on the ripped paper towel. “it’s only six?” you look away from the oven clock.

you grab the bucket of candy off the dinner table and walk to the front door only to see your husband has beat you to it.

“come on in, leslie!” a girl with her hair in short braids, a metal head brace on, her thick brown boots on, and books in her arms walk in.

“thanks, mister suh!” she comes in and quickly takes off her boots, neatly setting them aside.

“hey leslie, i thought you were a trick or treater!” you hold the big pumpkin bucket on your hip. “misses suh, you look so good!” she squeals.

you giggle and place a hand on your chest. “oh, thank you, honey.”

you and johnny were dressed as the joker and his ROD, harley quinn.

“now are you sure you don’t want to go trick or treating with your friends?” you pick at your nails while johnny joins your side.

johnny hugs your waist. “you can back out, just say the word.” johnny says with a nod.

leslie shakes her head firmly. “no ma’am and no sir. my friends are going with their families and i think i’m old enough to the point where i don’t need to go trick or treating anymore.”

“is that so?” leslie nods with a giggle and a snort ending it. “yes ma’am.”

“well, i’m gonna get my wallet so i can pay you now. just so i don’t forget.” you wink at the fourteen year old before leaving to the kitchen.

“don’t feel so bad, baby.” your husband follows you. “i can’t but help feel that way. i feel like we’re holding her back from living her childhood life.” you frown and unzip your wallet.

johnny bear hugs you, his chin on your shoulder. “she offered to watch our little min jung on halloween so, we aren’t doing anything wrong.”

“leaving a minor home alone with another minor?” you zip up your wallet after grabbing a fresh crisp $100 bill.

“she lives next door and her parents are home.”

you pause and laugh. “you just have an answer for everything, huh?” johnny hums, lightly grazing his red lips on your neck. “maybe.”

“no no, we start at my neighborhood then we start moving to the left.” haechan says coming down the stairs with his friends.

“hi haechan!” haechan flinches and jumps back. “leslie… how the hell did you get inside my house?”

leslie blinks and smiles. “oh, you don’t know? i’m babysitting your brother!” she giggles and ends off with a snort.

“yeah…okay, just don’t go in my room again.” leslie squeezes her books and nods.

a nudge pushes haechan forward. “uh…yeah, excuse us.” the group of boys squeeze past leslie who follows with her head.

“mom! dad! we’re going trick or treating, now!” haechan shouts with his hand on the door handle.

you usher to the front door. “already? it’s only six.” you frown and return with the cash fisted in your hand. “yeah, mom. we wanna go early so we can get the good king size candy bars. we’ll be back before ten, see ya—!”

“nuh-uh, uh, uh.” you shake your head while putting your hands on your hip. “lemme get a quick picture of you boys first.”

the seven of them line up, three of them squatting for the second photo.

“just one more,” you take a few more shots before haechan begins to whine. “no more, mom! we gotta go!” you glare at him and tsk. “donghyuck suh.”

haechan sighs and poses for the picture. “you boys look amazing!” you giggle at their costumes.

haechan as micheal jackson. (didn’t want to comply in the family halloween costume).

mark as spider-man. (with a big hole in the middle of the mask because haechan cut his breathing source too big).

renjun as a fox. (teased for being a furry).

chenle as jigsaw.

jaemin as a male harley quinn. (he refused to wear the booty shorts/skirt).

jeno as the joker.

lastly, the baby of the group; jisung who’s dressed as a white sheet cut out ghost. (he was lied to by the group that they were gonna go as white sheet ghosts).

“looks like we have ourselves some copycats.” johnny says, eating a kitkat. “it was unplanned!” jeno whines with jaemin agreeing.

“uh huh, sure. now, have fun trick or treating and be safe.” the boys who’s are kneeling stand back up and follow haechan who opens the front door and ushers them out.

“haechan,” you call out for the boy who halts and turns back to you. “what time should you be home?”

“ten.” you nod with a hum. “that’s right. any later than ten— i’m eating all your king size candy bars.”

haechan whines and is taken into your arms. “i love you, be safe.” you plant a kiss on his cheek. “you’re getting too tall.”

haechan was four inches taller than you but he still towered over you.

“i love you too, mom. don’t party too much, you’re getting old.” you scoff and shoo him out the house. “be safe, boys! i love you all.” you shout out the door before shutting it.

you turn to see johnny with leslie and the seven month old in her lap.

“looks like someone’s awake from their nap.” you walk over to the group and join johnny on the floor. “hey little mister, you’re gonna stay with our good neighbor, leslie.” you wipe min jungs’ drool off his cheek.

min jung coos and reaches out his arms to you. the three of you aw as you take him into your arms.

“now leslie, dear. i’ve left some instructions on the fridge. i also wrote emergency numbers—including my number and mister suhs.”

leslie nods. “yes ma’am. i’m sure we won’t be needing to use those emergency numbers! i’ve got it all under control. i took several baby classes so i’m pretty sure i know what i’m doing.”

you nod with a sigh. “alright,” you look at your husband who looks back at you. “you ready to head out?” he nods with a frown.

“okay, we’re gonna head out now. did you need anything before we leave?” leslie looks around and shakes her head. “no ma’am.”

“okay then, here he is. we have a whole bunch of snacks for you if you get hungry—and some backup bags of candy for the trick or treaters if we run out. i’m just gonna grab my bag then we’re gonna leave.” leslie nods and takes min jung back into her arms.

johnny stands and helps you up off the ground. “your bag.” he holds your bag up after helping you off the ground. “oh, thank you. i thought i left it in the kitchen.”

“nope.” johnny pats your hip and guides you to the front door where he watches you put on your boots.

“i’m gonna go start the car first so it warms up for you.” you nod and feel your heart flutter, for you.

johnny leaves the moment you finish lacing your boots. you give one more glance to leslie who makes the sleepy seven month old giggle.

“you sure you’ll be okay, leslie?” she looks back with a confused sound. “oh, yeah! we’ll be just fine, won’t we, min jung-ie?” she lifts the chunky boy up and makes him wave.

“okay then. i’ll see you later tonight. but if i don’t make it back before 10, leave baby with haechan.” leslie nods. “okay,” you extend, holding onto the door handle. “i’m going now. goodnight!”

when you shut the front door after you step out, you let out a deep breath.

it was the first time in months since you’d be leaving your son behind with a babysitter. it was always hard when leaving them even for a few minutes.

haechan was the hardest. since he was always attached to you, whenever you had to leave for work he would chase you out to the drive way whenever you tried leaving. some days you’d cave and stay with him until he eventually grew out of it.

you make your way to the car and johnny is standing by the passenger side with his phone to his ear. “—just make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid. be back by ten and be safe.”

johnny hangs up and smiles when seeing you. “hey puddin’.” johnny opens the passenger side. “hey joker, who was that on the phone?”

“just my brother.” you climb into the passenger side. “mark?” johnny nods, watching you seatbelt yourself on. “i was just telling him that since he’s the oldest, don’t let them screw around too much.”

“it’s halloween and they’re teenagers. let’s just hope we don’t need to bail any of them out of jail tonight.”

johnny laughs. “if anyone’s going to jail tonight, it’s you. you’re too sexy to be walking around like this, baby.” you roll your eyes as johnny shuts the door and jogs to the driver side.

the two of you take off after johnny seatbelts himself in.

“cheers!” you squeal as you clink your long shot glass with the group of girls.

“nononono,” you whine when your shot glass is gently pulled away from you. “that’s too many shots tonight. especially for you since you’re a light weight.”

you pout and cross your arms. “i’m barely drunk! i’m like 2/4ths drunk.” you slur a bit. “sounds drunk to me.”

“please,” you scoff. “i’ve only had two cans and three shots.”

“yeah and those two cans took you an hour and a half to finish them.” johnny sets down the shot glass. “your point?”

johnny puts his hands on his hips—typical dad pose.

“it’s time for us to go home.” you whine and the girls join you. “we were supposed to be home two hours ago but you insisted we stay a few more minutes.”

“it’s halloween, john! loosen up!” taeils wife says while holding up a shot glass to you. “for real, johnny! don’t worry, dude—you’ll make it home in time to fuck your hot wife.”

you giggle with the girls at johnnys face and wrap your arms under his.

“i wanna fuck my hot wife when she isn’t heavily intoxicated.” johnny says, grabbing your ass under your skirt and then moving his hands up to your waist.

you whine once more and push yourself off johnny. “fine,” you fix his purple blazer with a pout. “we can go home since you’re that horny.”

johnny laughs, “sure, baby.”

johnny drags you to the car and buckles you in with reassurance and kisses. he settles himself in and drives off.

“wanna stop at a 7/11 so we can get some snacks for the drive home?” the drive home was approximately 45 minutes, taeil just had to buy a $3M house on the north side.

“mmm no, i have alcohol in my system and we’re driving—and that’s already not a good mix. but, if you want to get something, you can and i can feed you your snack so we don’t get pulled over.”

johnny laughs, slapping his hand on your thigh and rubbing the spot with his thumb after.

“it’s okay, baby. and, you’re right; beer and driving doesn’t mix well. don’t drink and drive.”

you sigh, “i think i can actually go for something to snack on.” johnny chuckles and makes a turn, driving to the nearest 7/11 and grabbing snacks.

“you got tuna kimbap?” you sort through the bag while johnny drives out the parking lot. “i got two.” johnny holds up a quick peace sign.

“mmm and you got some chocolate mochi balls on a stick?! oouuu! you even got some sweet potato chips!” you whine and pull out the treats.

you rip open the packaging of the chocolate mochi balls and you grab a stick. you yank one of the mochis and smack on the soft chewy dough. “want one?”

johnny looks at what you have in your hand and opens his mouth while his eyes stare at the road. “ahhh,” you say while johnny inhales the last two mochi.

“oh,” you stare at the stick. “oh, i’m sorry.” johnny muffles and laughs. “it’s okay, we have two more sticks.” you place the stick back into the packaging.

you grab the bag of sweet potato chips and you rip open the bag. “mmm, these ones are so crisp!” you nod and look in the bag, finding a nice big piece and plopping it in your mouth.

“me too, me too!” johnny says ahh and munches on the stack of potato chips you placed on his tongue.

as you continue to feed your husband, you realize the mess on his lap. “babe, you’re such a messy eater.” you brush away the crumbles.

johnny smirks and grips the steering wheel. “hmm, somebody’s excited.” you giggle and lightly squeeze the outline of his angry bulge. “and what for, hm?”

“i think you know what for.” you look at his phone, the maps app was open and it was directions on how to get home.

twenty minutes until home.

“this tesla can go autopilot, right?” johnny snickers at the way you asked the question. “we just got this car last week, my love. i’m not gonna risk it yet. not just yet.”

“next week?” there’s hope in your voice. “okay, sure, baby. next week.” johnny giggles.

you bite your lip and fiddle with his belt. “sooo,” you tilt your head and tug on his belt. “no autopilot…but, you didn’t say i couldn’t give you head while you drove us home?”

“you’re absolutely right about that, baby.” johnny glances at you and smiles. “you’re so smart.”

you undo johnnys belt and his pants. he lifts his hips a bit to give you some help on removing his jeans.

“i still can’t get over how lucky i am.” johnny scoffs as you press kisses on his tip. “i know, i’m a great catch.”

you fist him with two hands and smear the oozing precum. “and your dick is amazing.” you mumble before wrapping your mouth around his tip.

“oh shit,” johnny sighs and drops his heavy hand on your head.

you whine and push his hand off.

you’re a grown women, you don’t need assistance giving head. in this moment at least. winky face, winky face.

you moan and swirl your tongue around his tip. johnny curses loudly when you fondle his balls.

johnnys long and girthy, he knows he is. he’s proudly acknowledged that his wife chokes and gags on his dick and isn’t ashamed of it. so, when you force yourself down his shaft, tears instantly spring to your eyes.

“baby,” johnny pets your head. “baby, calm down.” you lift your head and use the back of your palm to wipe your lips. “don’t force yourself, it’s okay, baby. take your time.” johnny wipes your tears and kisses your lips.

you grab him by his base and retry but this time taking your time working down his dick.

while you work with johnnys length and girth, johnny notices your pretty ass in the air, swaying left and right. so, he lifts your skirt and gives you a few harsh spanks.

with tears dripping onto johnnys thighs, you still manage to fit his cock halfway down your throat before you’re pushing yourself off and gasping for air.

“good job, baby. you’re doing so good.” johnny wipes your cheeks, smearing your makeup as he does.

“i’m sorry,” you giggle when seeing his dick all messy with your red lipstick all over it and saliva slowly dripping down the sides of it. “i got a little messy.”

you don’t even notice when johnny pulls into the driveway until he puts the car in park.

“i love it when you’re messy. it turns me on so fucking much.” johnny pulls you in for a kiss, it turns heated and sloppy quickly.

“c’mere,” johnny lifts you out from the passenger side and drops you in his lap.

“uh,” you look back at the steering wheel and at johnny. “wanna push your chair back a little? it’s kind of crowded over here.”

you and johnny laugh while johnny pushes his chair back. “butt too big?” johnny pushes you on him and spanks you harshly that a moan fills johnnys ears.

“wanna just move to the back?” johnny suggests when feeling his legs cramp. “that’s a better idea.” you laugh and crawl to the back with johnny following.

you straddle johnny when he’s seated in the middle of the backseat.

“fuck, you sound so sexy.” johnny says while rubbing your ass.

johnny pulls your skirt to the side and rubs your pussy through your thong before pulling that aside as well.

“how’re we feeling tonight? eager or wanna take our time?” johnny asks, rubbing your clit with his fingers.

“eager,” you moan.

“that’s perfect.” you gasp as johnny pushes your hip down so that your cunt swallows him.

it was only the tip and you were already tensing up. “slow?” you nod, body shaking as you attempt to adjust to johnnys size.

even after birthing two human out of your vagina, johnnys size was still hard to adjust to. a lucky women you were.

“fuck,” you softly cry out when johnny bounces your hips.

your hand quickly grabbing his wrist and squeezing it tightly. “you okay, baby?” you nod, holding your breath.

“i just have to adjust—like usual.” you chuckle and slowly drop your hips, letting out a long hiss.

johnny has his hands on your hips, guiding you and reassuring you that you’re fine and that you’re doing amazing.

after settling for a few minutes, you give johnny a kiss and stare him down. “are you ready now?” you nod and giggle.

johnny smacks your ass and lifts your hips, rolling them down and repeating. “you’re so beautiful.” johnny says.

you kiss him and sit yourself up, letting johnny bounce your hips as you undo your top. “fuck,” johnny laughs and rolls his eyes when seeing your breasts drop in his face.

johnnys hands release your hips and attach themselves to your breasts. you giggle at his reaction and begin moving your hips on your own.

you moan loudly when feeling johnny nibble on your left nipple. his thumb rubbing the other in circles and sometimes giving them little pinches and tweaks.

you roll your hips and eager chase for your orgasm. moaning out loud and pulling on your husbands long locks.

johnnys cock being tugged and hugged tightly by your walls. “have i ever told you that i love your tits?”

“our first date.”

johnny laughs and buries his face in your breasts. it was like heaven with billions of the worlds best and most comfortable pillows around him.

“fuck,” you cry out and tighten your walls and thighs.

johnny releases your breasts and hugs your waist, holding you still and fucking himself into you. your little skirt bouncing with his thrusts.

johnnys pretty moans and grunts filling up the car along with your moans as johnny fucks you through your orgasm.

your tight walls clinging onto johnnys dick as he slides into you without any worries or problems. the sound of wet and skin slapping and meeting blend with the sounds of both you and johnnys moans.

johnny was very vocal during sex—praising you for every little thing you did, moaning when he felt the littlest bit of pleasure.

and johnny would tease you for being the loudest, as if.

johnny lets out a broken grunt when slamming his hips once more before freezing and staying still. his hips pushed up into yours while he forces his load inside you.

johnny pants out loud while slowly lowering his hips and holding his fucked out wife, you, to his chest.

sweat melting down his temples and nose, his makeup running with the sweat. your pigtails all messed up and lipstick smeared all over your mouth area.

“oh, puddin’.” johnny sighs with a big grin.

johnny lifts his head. “happy halloween, baby.” he kisses the top of your head and rubs your hips.

“it’s passed halloween,” you mumble and lift your head. “it’s november, baby. that means no nut november.” johnny laughs and shakes his head. “we failed didn’t we?” you nod and kiss his jaw.

after sitting for a few more minutes, just sitting in silence and making out like teenagers in the backseat of your car.

“ready to go inside, baby?” you nod and slide yourself off johnnys lap.

you and johnny clean up a bit before sneaking inside.

“i’m gonna go start us a shower, m’kay?” johnny presses a kiss on your head before tip toeing upstairs.

you go check on min jung who’s sound asleep in his crib with a bottle and haechans favorite stuffed brown bear next to him.

you leave the room and get jump scared by a tall figure. “misses suh?” it’s a soft voice. “chenle? what’s wrong, honey?” you cup the teens face and examine him in the dark.

“i thought i heard something but it was just you, i’m sorry.” you ruffle the sleepy boys hair and guide him to haechans room where everyone is scattered everyone and all asleep.

chenle stops after taking a step into the room. “misses suh?” you hum, holding onto the door handle. “i saved you some candy bars, it’s in the kitchen for you.”

you smile, “thank you, chenle. you’re a sweetheart. now get some rest, i’m sure you’re exhausted from trick or treating.”

chenle nods and joins jisung on the floor and under the sheets.

you shut the door and join johnny, briefly explaining to him about what happened with chenle before going for another round in the shower.

that’s an amazing way to end off halloween.

AN| happy halloween, my loves! i now i’ve been inactive but i’ve been so busy on the outside of tumblr. i love and miss you guys so so much! please be careful trick or treating (if you guys still go because me and sneakylink are planning to go HAHSKSJ). also, be careful at parties! >:c

AAN| i didn’t know whether it was “jen the babysitter” or a

love you guys! 🩷

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(you) on my arm - s. adamu

summary: sydney is at a wall, she has no ideas when it comes to the new menu at the bear. she decides to go to a bookstore for some new inspiration, she finds it, but not in the way she was expecting.

pairing: sydney adamu x fem! bookseller! reader

word count: 2,514

note: annoying! carmy bc he literally is insane, kinda fluffy meet cute vibes, reader just moved to chicago, inspired by the song (you) on my arm by leith ross cause the song is rlly cute! also sydney gives me sapphic vibes, she definitely would have a crush on a girl!

monday morning -

Sydney was pissed, she had sent at least ten messages to Carmy in the last twenty minutes. Some about the new menu they were working on together, some about the fact that he had been a bitch the night before when he kicked everyone out because Claire just had to see the new restaurant. She ran her hands down her face in frustration as she sat at her dad's kitchen table, the sun streaming in through the blinds into the apartment. It warmed the floor as she got up from the table, debating what to do. She had no ideas left, everything was either not working out, or it just didn't fit the menu for the new revamped restaurant.

"Sydney, where are you headed off to today?" Her dad walked into the room with a steaming cup of coffee, freshly brewed from a new coffee blend she had found shopping the day before.

"Uh well Carm is not responding so I'm gonna head over to The Bear and meet up with him for a little then see where the day goes from there I guess." She walked out of the dining area and put her breakfast dishes away.

"Okay honey, have a good day. Hope he stops being an ass." She laughed, "Me too... me too."

Sydney grabbed her shoes out of the closet she had thrown them in last night, slipping them on and grabbing her bag. "I'll see you later dad." She grabbed her keys, and started making her way to the restaurant where she could deal with Carmy in person.

-

You looked around the bookstore, you had only been open for a month but it had been a hit within the community. You had almost any book anybody could want. There were teens coming from the school a few blocks away to get some cheesy romance novels to bring to the park and read with their friends, and there were grandparents coming in to get their grandchildren a new picture book about god knows what. You even had some people come in and request books you had never heard of before, you promptly ordered two copies of any book you didn't have. One for the customer, and one for you, to read and explore the pages.

It was a beautiful space, tall ceilings strung with fairy lights and lanterns, trying to bring some sense of whimsy to the dull days in Chicago. The books were arranged in every which way, requiring the customers to truly search for a book they wanted to read. You had tables full of recommendations, from people online and the employees of the bookshop. You really enjoyed curating all the titles you had in your collection. Tourists looking for a cute little magnet or souvenir adored the hole in the wall place, a safe space to just cuddle up and read a book.

You had a few customers that day, a mom and her son looking for his first chapter book to read. You had suggested he read The Magic Tree House, a series, about a brother and sister and their time traveling tree house. There was a tall guy with a buzzcut, who said he worked just down the street and was looking for a book about how to get rid of mold in the structure of a building. He seemed in dire need of some help, so you found the best book possible, The Toxic Mold Recovery Guide. You had no idea you had the book but it was meant to be. He thanked you immensely, leaving his name and number just in case you ever needed anything. His name was Richie, he seemed pretty nice.

Low music played as you restocked a shelf, you hated the idea of having Colleen Hoover books in the store but they were a big source of income. They absolutely flew off the shelves. The least touched section of the store were the cookbooks, it seemed like everyone in Chicago was moving too fast to just dedicate one hour of their day to making a meal from scratch. It was disappointing, because you had a large selection, from Mastering the Art of French Cooking by Julia Child to Momofuku by David Chang and Peter Meehan. You knew that someday it might come in handy and you would be lucky to have all the cookbooks.

-

Sydney walked into the restaurant in a sour mood, Carmy had still not responded to any of her texts and she knew he was here. She walked straight into the office, passing the locker room, sans lockers and covered in black powder. Richie furiously flipping through a book that said something about mold on the cover. He glanced up at her

"Shut the fuck up." She was taken aback

"I didn't even fucking say anything Richie," he scoffed at her

"Well I was preparing for you to say something dumb as hell, and you did so I stand by my first statement." He looked back down at the book and mumbled something unintelligible to himself. She rolled her eyes and made her way into the office.

"Carm are you here?" Turning the corner she saw the chef, surrounded by papers and various file folders. He had his phone in his hand and was about to dial a number, "You little bitch, you fucking had your phone this entire time." She couldn't believe what was right in front of her.

"What do you mean chef?" Carmy looked confused, "Of course I had my phone, I'm about to call the fridge guy."

Rolling her eyes she brought her hand up to her face, holding her forehead in her palm. "I texted you at least ten fucking times, you couldn't even bother yourself to respond!" Shaking her head she sank down into the office chair Carmy had abandoned an hour ago.

He looked around the room, trying to get her to understand how much work he had been doing, "Syd I've been trying to make sense of this paperwork for hours, I haven't had time to respond to your messa-"

Fak's head popped into the doorframe, "Carmy I got your text about helping Richie clean up the mold but he's being mean to me." Sydney turned from Fak to the red faced chef sitting on the floor. He had been caught in a lie, of course Fak came in at just the right time for this to happen.

"Okay fuck you chef, I'm leaving." Sydney shrugged, stood up and left the room. She heard heated words from Carmy as she walked out of the office and passed the locker room again, now he was pissed at Fak, as usual. She heard her name as she turned around,

"Sydney, wait a sec come here."

"What do you want Richie, I thought you wanted me to shut the fuck up." She crossed her arms tight and shot him a pointed look.

"You should go to that bookstore a few blocks down, I got this damn mold book earlier and saw a shit ton of cookbooks. You should check it out." She sent him a tight smile and turned her back to him. "Thanks Chef."

-

You had just finished restocking the shelves for the day when the little bell above the door rang. You went behind the desk and called out, "Welcome to The Book Worm, If you need anything let me know!"

You heard no response so you just busied yourself cleaning up the case that was behind the checkout, it housed all your special edition signed or first edition copies of books. It needed to be dusted pretty often because you wanted to keep the quality of the books at their highest, just in case anyone would ever want to purchase one.

You heard a thud come from behind you, and turning around you looked down at the counter. There was a stack of six cookbooks placed on the counter in front of you. Looking up you saw one of the most beautiful women you had ever seen since you had moved in to the city. Her hair was long and perfectly braided, her eyes a beautiful shade of umber catching the light in a hypnotic way. She had a grimace on her face, yet still looked stunning. You had no idea how to react, so instinctively you started to enter the books into the register as you made some small talk,

"So how has your day been," She sighed and looked up to meet your gaze, "If I'm being honest, shitty. My fucking partner wouldn't respond to my messages and when I went to talk to him he had is phone in his hand about to call someone. So yeah really fucking shitty." You looked back down at the book at disappointment, of course she had a partner and of course she was straight.

Awkwardly smiling you tried to think of a good response"Oh, um, wow. That's pretty shitty I'm sorry." She seemed to sense your disappointment, trying to save the conversation, "Shit uh, my business partner I mean, he's a little bitch sometimes. We're uh, opening a business- or I should say um," She rubbed the back of her neck, "We're kinda rebranding his brother's old restaurant, its a lot." You had finished entering all the books into the system, your chest had filled with warmth when she rushed to clarify that he was her business partner. You thought that maybe, just maybe it might be because she wanted to make sure you knew she was single, and not exactly straight.

"I guess that explains the cookbooks then," You looked at her, she had been staring at you in a flustered state of shock. "What, oh, uh, yeah! I'm kinda stuck making the menu so wanted to get some inspiration."

Sharing an understanding smile, you read her total out to her. She grabbed her wallet and pulled out some cash, as she handed it to you her fingers brushed along yours. It sent chills down your spine, no matter how cliche it might be, you knew that she was someone to keep close. Your face flushed red as you took the cash and put it into the register, printing her receipt and giving her any change she needed back.

You decided that since she got so many books you would give her a free tote bag, just so she could carry all the books out of the shop. You pulled one off of a hook behind you and started to put the books into a bag. You decided to quietly slip a business card with your cell number and a little note into a book so she could find it and contact you. A subtle way of screaming, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen I want to spend the rest of my life with you, without being too forward. As you finished packing the bag, the two of you both happened to say something at the same time.

"Do you wanna come see my restu-"

"Do you work at the restura-"

You flushed

"No you can go-"

"No you can go - sorry um. Do you want to come to the opening of the restaurant. It's uh, the one down the street, we're not opening for a while but, if you want to come to the friends and fam-"

You cut her off, wanting her to know you really wanted to go to her restaurant, "I would love to go... what was your name?"

"Sydney, It's uh Sydney" Her face got hot, nervous about the fascinating bookseller she just had the pleasure of meeting.

"Well Sydney, I would love to go. Just let me know the details," You softly smiled as you gave her the bag filled with books. She looked to you and grabbed a bookmark you had as a display that happened to have the shop's phone number on it. "I'll call you, um when we get closer to the open date, promise." You smiled, hoping that she would get in contact with you sooner than she expected to. She turned to leave.

"Thanks for coming in, really good to meet you Sydney." The door rang again and she sent you a wave through the glass, walking away quickly.

You were frozen, you had just given a random girl you just met your number, and had openly flirted with her for all the world to see. You crouched down onto the small stool you had behind the desk, tucked your head into your knees and screamed. You were feeling rushes of emotion and didn't think you would ever recover from that interaction. The bell rang again just as you finished screaming, you shot up and saw a group of teenagers heading to the new books you had just set out.

"Welcome to The Book Worm, If you need anything just holler!"

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Sydney rushed back to The Bear, she was so utterly mortified, she had never seen someone so radiant and in their element. The chef couldn't contain her emotions as she stormed into the restaurant, Richie was the first person she saw, he started to say something,

"Not right now Richie I swear to God" The tall man was taken aback but threw his hands up in surrender, not wanting to get involved.

She might as well have ran into the office at the speed she was going, throwin the bag of cookbooks on the ground and closing the door, sliding down the back of the door she groaned,

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, fucking, fuck," dragging out the last word as she hit the floor.

Carmy stared at her from the floor a few feet away, "Yo Syd what happened to you? Looks like you just ran a marathon." He chuckled at the expression on her face.

"I just met the most beautiful girl and totally fucked up my chances with her cause I left so quickly." Sydney put her hands into her face and just sat there marinating in her embarrassment.

Carmy had some strong suits, his attention to detail one of them. He noticed something poking out of one of the books. He grabbed it, hoping that it was something that would change Sydney's mood before he had to work with her for more hours than they could count. He grinned taking the note out of the book and reading it,

"Hey Syd," He reached out to give her the note.

She looked up from behind her fingers, "What?"

He shook his hand, implying he wanted her to take the note from his grip. She groaned, then leaned forward to forcefully take it out of his hand.

She read the note, and smiled. Thank God you slipped her this note.

cookbook girl -

i hope you enjoy your SIX cookbooks, i have some more you could borrow for some inspiration. text me

Sydney's face heated up as she leaned back into door and scoffed.

Carmy had saved the day, one again.

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Another life: part 1 🤍 Gojo x Fem reader (isekai fic)

THIS STORY IDEA WAS TAKEN FROM:

@stsg-losers thank you for the amazing idea! 😊💕

⚠️MAJOR SPOILERS for Jujutsu kaisen ⚠️

(If you’re not caught up with the JJK manga avoid this story at all costs).

Please read all the parts of this story first you can find all the chapters Here.

• REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!

⚠️WARNINGS ⚠️

Angst (some arguing) and a whole lot of fluff hey at least it’s happier than the manga currently). 🥲

Scenario:

After losing to Sukuna and after seeing all his friends in the “afterlife”. Gojo decides to go north and be “reincarnated” into a new world. little did he know this new life would be everything he’s ever wanted.

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Gojo POV:

I wake up my head pounding I sit up in a complete daze. Wait-… where the hell am I and why is my sight so different? I look around it looks like a normal bedroom did I survive my fight with Sukuna? Was me dying just a dream? I get up and go over to the mirror on the other side of the room. I’m surprised to see myself looking back but with a giant bandaid wrapped around my head. It’s me but my six eyes ability it’s gone. No not just that all My powers there gone.

“Daddy! You’re awake!”. My eyes widen when a little girl who looks exactly like me, runs up to me wrapping her arms around my lower leg. “Mommy wants you out in the kitchen she made breakfast and you need your medicine”. “O-okay? Lead the way, kid”. The little girl takes my arm and brings me out into the massive home. As we enter the kitchen my eyes widen once again when I see an unbelievably beautiful woman behind the counter. “Oh Toru, You’re awake! Here sweetie your head is still injured sit down”. She walks over pulling a chair out for me at the expensive-looking dining table. I sit down across from a teenage girl who has brown hair wait isn’t that Megumi’s sister? is this some kind of trick? The little girl from earlier sits beside me at the table climbing up onto the chair. she turns back to her mother. “Mommy can I get my art stuff please”. “Sure baby, hold on”. “Mom, I can get it for you”. “no it’s fine Tsumiki I got it, oh and breakfast is done”. I watch as the pretty woman turns off the stove holding a plate full of food. I also watch as she goes into a kitchen door pulling out a notebook and some markers.

She walks back over to the table she puts the delicious-looking breakfast in front of Tsumiki. While also handing the notebook and the markers to the little girl. “Miyoko, are your brothers awake?”. “I don’t know if Kenshi or Megumi are awake Mommy I’m sorry. I think I saw Megumi’s light on this morning”. the woman sighs hold on I’ll go get your brothers.

Megumi is here?! I suddenly feel something soft touch my bare foot I jump up immediately. Just to see it’s a cat.

Miyoko and Tsumiki laugh at me. “Daddy, it’s just kyo”. My head starts to pound again probably from the sudden movement this dream is so strange. Tsumiki must take notice. “Dad, are you okay?”. “Y-yeah I think so?”.

I sit back down when the beautiful woman, Megumi who is not possessed by sukuna, and another teenage boy who also looks exactly like me enter the room.

“alright, Kenshi, Megumi remember after school you have to help take care of the yard the gardeners are off on vacation this week. You guys will get your extra allowance after me and your father talk about prices”.

I watch as the pretty woman grabs two more plates of food from the counter, and the two boys also sit at the table. “Ah! Mom me and Megumi were wondering if we could get about 300$ and get paid together for the work”. “Oh, and why is that”. “Well, Yuji and the other guys wanted to go to a concert together in about a month, and the tickets are kinda expensive”. The pretty woman walks over putting the food in front of the two of them. “A concert? I don’t know concerts are pretty dangerous what do you think toru?”. “Umm.. uh sure, whatever”. Kenshi cheers. “YES!~ you’re the best dad!”. the pretty woman sighs. “Gojo do you want a full breakfast? Or Do you not feel like eating? Like yesterday”. “No, I’m pretty hungry I guess”. We all eat together I watch as everyone chats casually everything seems so strangely relaxed I’m not used to it.

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We all go out into the living room area I sit on the couch as I Watch as all the children get ready to leave. “Be careful with your little sister all of you watch her, and Miyoko you make sure to hold onto Megumi’s hand until you get on the bus got it?”. “Yes, mommy”. “Don’t worry I’ll come and get you from kindergarten later”. She kisses the little girl's forehead. “Bye everyone”. A loud cry of bye mom’s echo throughout the living room as they all leave out the door. The pretty woman sighs loudly slamming herself onto the couch next to me laying her head against my shoulder yawning. “Do you feel up to watching TV together or do you want to go rest more? I have your pain medicine ready-“.

I grab the woman’s shoulders looking her directly in the eyes. “Who the hell are you and what is this place”. “W-what? Gojo?”. “This is an illusion isn’t it you’re sukuna”. The woman starts to tremble. “N-no I don’t know what you’re talking about you’re scaring me”. “Good acting now get me out of this illusion!”. I start to shake the woman and she frantically gets out of my grip she starts crying a bit. “H-hold on! Let me call Shoko maybe she can help just calm down please”. I get up grabbing the woman again by her arms. “You’re not going anywhere-”. Just then I hear the front door open. “Hey, Satoru! -“. My eyes widen as I see “geto” aka kenjaku. “Hey, Satoru what the hell are you doing? To y/n”. He walks over towards us. “Heh you have some nerve showing up in front of me this illusion it’s your doing isn’t it”. I let the woman go grabbing Kenjaku by the shirt”. “Satoru, calm down”. “I’m calling Shoko! Be careful geto p-please Don’t hurt each other ”. The woman supposedly named y/n leaves frantically.

“Satoru let’s talk this out now just explain to me what you think is going on”. I explain to him everything to the best of my ability.

“Satoru, this is an alternate universe”. “What?!”. “this is a

universe that is free from cursed energy after I died in our original universe, I was brought here as well Don’t you remember? you chose to go north. This is our new reality after being reborn”. “So you’re aware that we were jujutsu sorcerers?”. “Yeah but who cares? this universe is everything I’ve ever wanted and now we can all be happy”. “Wait what about the others Alive in the other universe?”. “They’ll probably be brought here as well someday when they die who knows”. “Is anyone else aware of the other universe? Besides us?”. “Yeah, the other sorcerers and for some reason only the ones who died in the other world”. “Who is y/n? Why am I married to her? And why do we have children”. Geto sighs “Satoru to hell if I know, that woman is way too good for you why the hell she’d agree to marry you in any universe is beyond me”.

Y/n comes back into the living room.

“Shoko is on her way…”.

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Shoko examines me. “It seems you might be suffering from some mild memory loss I’m guessing you might have had a small stroke thanks to your head injury and or trauma from the car accident”. “Is he going to be okay”. “Yeah y/n but his memories might be gone for good, unfortunately”. “Oh no..”. Y/n starts crying a bit Geto holds her shoulder. I started to feel very guilty about how I treated y/n.

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- a few hours later -

I wake up to shuffling I sit up in the bed when I see y/n packing clothes. “Y/n what are you doing?”. “Oh sorry, I woke you, I’m just moving into the guest room for the time being I know it would probably be uncomfortable to share a room with somebody you don’t know”. I get up from the bed going over to y/n. “Don’t worry about it it’s okay if you want to share with me I don’t mind”. “B-but..”. “Oh, and I’m sorry for now I treated you earlier it was overly aggressive of me”. Y/n smiles at me. “It’s okay”. “If you’d like we could go out and watch some movies”. “You want to rewatch Encanto!”. “Let’s do it”. We go out to the living room and watch movies for a bit. “Oh, it’s time to go pick up Miyoko”. “Can I come with you?”. “Oh, sure if you feel up to it”. I follow behind y/n shocked to see the true size of our home as we pile into our huge expensive-looking car. We drive off the massive property going out of a security gate. Even though I’m well off in the other universe this is pretty excessive how can we afford all of this?.

“Y/n, what exactly do I do for work?”. “Oh, you own a restaurant chain with Geto”. “How many restaurants do we have”. “Three for now but a new 4th one is looking promising”. “Is that all I do”. “Oh, you must not remember my dad was the CEO of a major medical brand in the United States. After he passed away all his assets and money were passed onto me last year. we had a simpler life before this but after Inherited all the money and the company people started

Threatening us so we had to move to a more secure location to protect the kids and us”. “how much is your net worth y/n”. “About eight hundred million not counting the company, with the company it is going into the billions”. well Umm.. what about Megumi and his sister when did they become our children?”.

“Oh… you don’t remember that either.. well, toji fushiguro is my far-off relative he never really cared about his children. he just kinda ran off one day. Before I met you, Megumi and his sister were originally given to my father”. y/n looks off sadly. “My father wasn’t the nicest man much like most of my family and he didn’t want to deal with the two of them. So I volunteered to take them in and they’ve been with us since. I don’t care what anyone else says to me they’re my children”. “What about their mothers?”. “I don’t know”. We pull up to what I assume to be the elementary school.

I watch as y/n brings out Miyoko I smile a bit as she skips along with her mother. y/n opens the car door. “Daddy! Hi”. “Hey, kid”. I Watch as y/n helps miyoko into her car seat. “Mr. Kento let me make you something since you still aren’t feeling too good”. I let out a slight laugh no way Nanami is her teacher?! I take the picture from Miyoko unrolling it. “Oh, it’s a sparkly fish”. “Oh, I thought you’d like the sparkles”. “No I don’t like them I love them thank you miyoko it’s beautiful”. I reach back patting her head when y/n gets in the front seat. “Alright everyone let’s get home!”.

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AN:

I hope this is what all of you wanted.

Read part 2 HERE

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18 - Mr and Mrs. Cooper

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Part 19

The Texas Tire Family

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Missy ran down a hallway to the last bedroom putting her baseball and mit away. She came back grinning ear to ear. “So my brothers are weird. My dad drinks beer and my mom is really strong about god. Other than that I’m the normal one.”

“Okay I’ll keep that in mind.” I nodded, putting my hands inside the pockets of my jacket until the back room opened.

I noticed Sheldon was carrying some mittens in his hand and he stood in front of us. “You’re Y/n from my math class that sits in the front row. You did well on our last test. Not as good as me but not bad.”

“Uh thanks Sheldon. Can I ask why you have mittens?” I made the mistake the first night I had dinner with his family.

Missy rolled her head back. “Oh no.”

“I don’t know where your hands have been. I don’t want to risk the likelihood that you have some kind of disease. There are too many in the world.” He explained moving around us to watch a science tv show.

The back door opens and I saw their mother come in with some brisket getting the table set in the dining room. The bedroom door in front of me and Missy opened and I smiled seeing it was Georgie. “Hey Georgie.”

“Hey Y/n.” He smiled wearing a yellow tea shirt with a football number on it. He had blue jeans on with henna shoes. I gulped feeling nervous since I was just wearing a Texas tea shirt that was light blue and some dark blue jeans with my hair in a ponytail.

The three of us headed into the kitchen seek Mr. Cooper had come in from work wearing his red coach gear. “Hey ya’ll. Georgie, did you invite a girl from school to dinner?”

“No!” He fought back.

Missy piped up. “I did.”

“Alright well let’s eat.” He shrugged his shoulders sitting down at the end of the table. Missy sat across from me. Georgie and Sheldon were on the same side.

Someone entered the house where I saw an older woman sit down at the other end across from George Senior. “Hey ya’ll who’s the new girl?”

“Y/n, ma’am.” I smiled while putting some brisket on my plate.

She smiled at me. “Call me Connie.” Mrs. Cooper had us all take hands while she blessed the food before we all dug in.

“This is really good, meemaw.” Georgie told Connie with his mouth full of meat.

She sat her fork down on her plate. “Really good. You’re spitting the best brisket in Texas all over the damn table.” I snort covering my mouth with my hand holding the fork trying not to laugh out loud.

“Close your mouth.” His mom said.

Sheldon suggested back. “Or aim your face the other way before you spit on Y/n.”

“You're acting like a barn animal. Y/n probably won’t ever kiss ya.” Missy stuck her tongue out towards her brother causing my face to turn red at the thought.

Georgie hit his other hand on the table where I glanced out the corner of my eye seeing that he was blushing too where a smile grew on my face. “Shut up, Missy. I ain’t gonna kiss the girl in my class that you invited to dinner.”

“I bet you a dollar that you will get with her in two years.” She challenged him.

I added on playing her game smirking at Georgie. “When she is going into middle school.”

“Oh yay!” Missy leaned across the table high fiving me grinning with me. Unknown to either of us it would actually happen when we were both sixteen years old.

Georgie and I were huddled up as close as we could be. Aurora, Eve and Montana in between us with the storm crashing outside the upstairs of the church. I didn’t know how long we had been down in the basement. But it was scary as hell that much I knew. Clutching my eyes shut tightly I whimpered like a dog until someone peeked outside announcing to our group. “The storm has passed now. We can go check out the damage.”

Everyone got to their feet and shuffled outside as best as we could. Georgie got to his feet first helping me to stand on my own two feet. “I’m sorry about your dress, darling.” He dropped his gaze downward to my wedding gown.

“It’s just a dress, Georgie. I’m more relieved that my family is safe.” I shrug my shoulders pushing hair behind my ear. The dress was stained with dust and dirt on the bottom train but otherwise it was white still for the most part.

Aurora and Eve ran towards the main doors pushing them open. I was carrying Montana in my arms where he was drooling a little on my shoulder. “Mommy, look at the truck.” Eve points out where we both gasped in relief.

“Holy crap.” I sighed seeing that a large tree limb was laying right beside our car meaning it was fine but it definitely was a close call.

Georgie put a hand on my shoulder squeezing it gently. “Things could have been worse.”

“Thank you lord.” His mother said, holding her hands together praying to the sky.

Sheldon just glanced at Amy who gave him a look. “Don’t say it.”

“She probably will say God sent the storm and then took it away.” He didn’t listen and said it anyway.

Connie came over to us pulling a box of firecrackers in her hands. “I thought I’d get you two of these as a wedding present. Since Mary is going to be watching your kids tonight.”

“Oh mom.” Mary rolled her eyes.

Georgie glanced down at me wrapping his arm around my waist tugging me into his side smirking. “Take you back doesn’t it, Y/n?”

“For sure. At least this time we won’t have to worry about being grounded.” I chuckled at him, grinning up at him. I would remember that night forever.

Mary came over gently picking up Montana from my arms. “I know your father would be happy if he was here. You’re a good father and husband Georgie.”

“Mommy, can we throw the poppers?” Eve asked tugging on the side of my gown.

I bent down handing the box to my husband, opening my arms for her. “Unfortunately no sweetheart. They are for your father and me. But we will let you throw some if we don’t use them all. Now give me a hug.”

“I love ya.” She mumbled jumping into my arms hugging me gently.

She ran towards her daddy jumping up into his arms where he grunted at how fast she ran at him. “Woah Eve. I love ya too.”

“Rora, behave for Connie.” I warned our eldest daughter when I noticed something in her pocket when she walked over to her father hugging him. “And don’t set you or your sister on fire with that cracker in your jacket pocket.”

Georgie smiled when I sent him a raised brow. “Don’t look at me. I didn’t give it to her.”

“Sure, you didn’t Mr. Cooper.” I trailed off, raising myself to stand heading over to his truck. Georgie came over to me making me squeal when he picked me up bridal style sitting me in the passenger seat. He got in the driver's seat taking us back to our house that was down the road from Connie’s.

We finally had gotten enough money to move out of the apartment and buy a house of our own. Georgie opened his door coming over to my side where I wrapped my arms around his neck when he picked me up again. “Georgie, I can’t believe we’re actually doing this now.”

“Neither can I, babe. Now let’s do this the right way.” He opened the door when I grabbed the keys from his back pocket. After fiddling with the lock I got it open since he was still carrying me in his arms. “Welcome home, Mrs. Cooper.”

My dress hit the floor where I spun around underneath his arm when he gave me a spin. “Thank you, Mr. Cooper. I love you, Georgie. Just thought I needed to say it again.”

“You don't have to stop saying it ever. Cause I love you too. I’ll never stop, darling.” He tugged me against his chest watching when I moved my hands up undoing the tie he had on throwing it off when he shut the door with his boot.

I smiled up at him leaning up on my toes and he closed the gap kissing me slowly. One of his hands moved to the back of my dress tugging on the zipper where I broke the kiss smirking. “We should probably move this to the bedroom.”

“Probably a good idea.” He nodded leading me by our intertwined hands into our bedroom. We both kicked off our shoes and he removed his jacket just being in jeans and his white tea shirt.

Laying down on the bed I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him in for another kiss. He put one hand on my hip, kissing me slowly. His other hand was in my hair tugging on it for a second until he broke the kiss. “What’s wrong?”

“With our track record of when we sleep together I just….I want to make sure you're cool. With ya know maybe a fourth kid and all.” He searched my face for any hesitation and he has done it every time since we were teenagers when we had Aurora.

Running one hand through his hair I drew him in for another kiss. “Georgie, I said this with Eve and I said it with Montana. I ain’t gonna run because you get me pregnant. I love you always. Now kiss me, Mr. Texan.”

“God you don’t know what that nickname does to me.” He smirked quickly trying to shrug his shirt over his head and then helped me remove my dress by tossing it on the chair by the shut bedroom door so it wouldn’t end up on the floor.

Resting my hands on his shoulders I smiled up at him hovering above me. “Probably the same way you call me darling. Every time it drives me crazy and I love you for it.”

“And I’ll never stop cause you're always going to be my darling.” He smiled wrapping his arms around me when I put my legs around his waist pressing my lips onto his. The rest of the night was spent in bed enjoying being in each other's arms finally as a married couple after ten years.

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Tomorrow's promise

Pairing: Shane Walsh × reader, Rick Grimes × sister reader

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of blood

Chapter: 2.06

“Morning,” you say, approaching the rest of your group outside the RV.

“Morning Lily, morning little man,” T-Dog says, tickling Jace’s cheek.

“Hey Glenn.”

“Nothing’s up. Why?” Glenn picks up a piece of wood from the ground and swiftly walks away to join Rick and Shane while they discuss the places still to be searched.

“Is it me? Is he acting stranger than usual?” T-dog asks.

“Stranger than usual,” you laugh.

You pick up two apples and head into the tent Daryl is lying in. Rick told you he thought Daryl was becoming restless due to not being able to join any searches over the past few days. You sit down beside him and toss him an apple. “So, how does it feel to be on bed rest?”

“I’m starting to wish that bullet hit me in the head,” he answers dryly while poking holes in the side of the tent with his arrow. “I just hate being useless, ya know.”

“Yeah, well, count your blessings; it’s only for a few more days.”

You take Jace out of the sling and gently lay him down; he stares up at you with wide, curious eyes. While holding an apple in one hand, you use the other to tickle Jace’s belly and try not to laugh at the faces he pulls. Daryl didn’t mind you going into his tent, unlike some of the other folk in your group. In fact, he seems to enjoy the company. Probably more so because you don’t force him into having a conversation with you; you were fine sitting in silence.

“You're not useless, Lily; you’re a mom.”

You look over at Daryl, who has turned to face the other way. The softness in his tone surprised you; it was the first time someone said those words to you without making you feel small.

“Lily!”

Hearing the irritation in Shane’s voice, you get up. When you bend to pick Jace up, he starts to whine, “It’s fine; leave him with me.”

“Thanks, Darly.” Stepping out of the tent, you toss the apple core into a bucket of leftovers to be fed to the pigs later. You walk over to Shane, Rick, and Dale. “What’s going on?”

Shane puts his arm around your shoulder and says, “Carl had a gun.”

“How the hell did this happen?” Lori asks.

“Well, it’s my fault. I let him into the RV,” Dale says. “He said he wanted a walkie, he said you him for one, Rick.”

“So on top of everything else, he lied.”

Shane sighs. “He told me he wants to learn how to shoot. Now it’s none of my business; I’m happy to do it, but it’s your call.”

“I’m not comfortable with it.” Lori shakes her head when your brother looks at her and sighs. “Oh, don’t make me out to be the unreasonable one here, Rick. He’s just a child.”

“I know, I have my concerns too, but—”

“There’s no but; he was just shot. He’s just back on his feet, and he wants a gun?”

You move out of Shane’s arm and go over to Carl, who’s sitting sulking not far away, sitting in a fallen tree log next to the campsite. He knocks his hat down playfully and says, “Hey munchkin, what’s going on?”

“I wasn’t going to play with it!” He says defensively. “Dad and Shane are gone all the time; I just want to learn how to protect you, my mom, and Jace. And help look for Sophia! But I can’t do any of that without a gun.”

“You know you shouldn’t have lied, right?”

“I know; I’m sorry.”

“It’s not me you lied to, kid; you should apologize to Dale. Now go and explain why you want a gun to your mom and dad.” You kiss him on the cheek before standing up.

“Uh, we’ve got a situation here.”

You turn to see Daryl holding Jace, both of them covered in spit. “I am so sorry; if you give me your top, I’ll wash it along with Jace’s clothes.”

Daryl disappears back into his tent, which you assume is to get changed into a clean top. You turn back around to make sure Carl went straight to his parents, which he did. You smile at Shane, who looks at you blankly before turning away.

—

You watch as Shane packs the last of the supplies he’ll need into the boot of his car before slamming it down. He looks at Glenn and says, “You coming?”

“I've gotta help Dale clean the spark plugs on the RV. He said he was going to teach me mechanics. I should probably go look for him.”

“You found me.”

Glenn looks at the older man, startled.

Dale looks at Shane and says, “He’s a good learner.”

Shane shakes his head and says, “Whatever.” He goes to walk right by you but stops just as he’s about to enter the car. He lets out a sound of frustration. He turns back and kisses you lightly on the lips, saying, “Be darling.”

“Bye, be safe.”

Carl waves to you from the back seat; he was happy that his mom agreed to let Shane teach him how to shoot. You stand beside Dale and say, “Spark plugs, huh? Mind telling us why you've just lied your ass off?”

Glenn gulps down; he had been on edge the last few days. “You’re a mom, a woman, and you’re old. You’re—you both know things. So... what if somebody told you something that somebody else should know?”

“I’d think I was back in high school.”

“Glenn, stop being dramatic. Spit it out,” the older man says seriously.

“There are walkers in the barn, and Lori’s pregnant.”

Oh, hell no.

“I think we should keep this to ourselves for now.”

—

“It’s not that I don’t appreciate the help, but I’m assuming you have an ulterior motive for joining me.”

Your mind was still reeling from the information Glenn shared with you, and in all honesty, you didn’t know which piece of information would have a worse outcome. If the walkers escaped the barn, then everyone's lives would be at risk, but once they were dealt with, it was the end of the problem. When Rick and Shane find out Lori’s pregnant, it will only be the beginning of something. Gods, you really hoped the baby was your brother. It would absolutely destroy Rick if it wasn’t, not to mention how badly it would hurt Carl.

But right now, another issue is plaguing your mind.

“You caught me,” you admit. When you saw Hershel going to bend broken fences on his own, you offered to help him since Jace was napping. You left him at the RV, and Glenn said he’d call you the moment he woke up. “I had a uh—I was wondering, how do you test to see if a dog is deaf?”

“Why? Are you thinking of adopting one from a nearby shelter?” He chuckles.

“No,” he said, biting down on your bottom lip.

Realizing you’re not joking Hershel stands and leans against one of the posts. “Have you been having problems with your hearing? Maggie told me how your group escaped a building that exploded not long ago.”

“My hearing is fine... but I’m worried about my sons. I used to sing to Carl to get him to sleep when he was a baby, but I know that Jace can’t even hear me. I know I sound crazy because he’s a baby and can’t talk. But I swear Jace doesn’t know what I’m saying to him.”

“I’m not one to question a mother's intuition.”

“When Andrea fired her gun, she was right beside us, and Jace never even flinched.”

“Is that the first time he’s been unaffected by loud noises?”

“It’s happened a few times. Dale pointed it out to me weeks ago, but I didn’t want to listen.”

“I’m not a trained doctor, but I’ll have a look later on if you like; I can see if his ears are blocked by anything.”

“Thank you; it means a lot.” He seems taken aback when you return to helping him mend the fence. “I don’t mind being out here, so anytime there’s a hole or something that needs to be fixed, I don’t mind doing it.”

He gives you a courteous nod and continues repairing the fence.

—

“Shit,” you hiss.

“What did you do?”

You look up at Lori and say, "I cut my finger washing clothes on this goddamn thing.”

She chuckles. “It takes a while to get used to. By the end of the week, when I first started using it, my fingers were covered in lots of cuts.”

You didn’t mind washing clothes; in fact, you liked having something to do, but using the metal board was a nightmare; you kept catching your fingers on it. And after Daryl’s top was covered in baby sickness, you doubted he’d be happy with your blood covering it next. At least trying not to cut yourself was a great distraction from Lori being pregnant, because if you allowed yourself to think about it, you’d think it was more likely that Shane was the father. Hearing the metal gate slamming, you see Maggie storming over in your direction, with Glenn chasing after her, urging her to stop.

“Hey! We've got your stuff!” Maggie yells.

Lorie looks panicked and tries to usher Maggie into her tent, saying, “Come on in here.”

“Why? There is nothing to hide. We've got your special delivery right here.” Maggie begins to toss each item onto the ground. “Hey, get your lotion, get your conditioner, get your soap opera digest.”

“Maggie!” Lori pleads.

“Next time you want something, get it for yourself. We’re not your errand boys.”

“Honey,I—”

Maggie tosses a pack of medicine at her and says, “And here are your abortion pills.”

Lori turns and stares at you, not knowing what to say to you. “I’m going to go check on Jace.”

—

When Jace woke from his nap, he was grumpy. When feeding didn’t settle him, you decided to take a walk around the farm house, and on your way back, you noticed the cars had returned. From the direction you walked back, you ended up on the opposite side of the RV, and nobody could see you. You’re about to make your presence known when you hear Shane talking from the other side.

“A little boy lived because of what he met down that night. I think you ought to show some gratitude.”

“I wasn’t there,” Dale says.

“No, man, you weren’t.”

“But this was the time that you raised your gun, Rick. You had him in your sights, and you held him there.”

You feel numb. You lean your back against the RV for support, feeling as if your legs are about to give out from underneath you. The sudden movements cause Jace to grumble, “Shhh.”

You gently tried to rock him and listen in at the same time, but it was difficult. You can only make out Shane saying, “I love Rick like he’s my brother.” Before Jace starts to wail, “Lily, is that you?”

“Hey, is that you back?” You plaster on a fake smile while walking around them. “Jace has been a little restless, but I’m sure now that his dad is back, he’ll be much happier.”

Shane seems genuinely happy when he stretches his arms out to take Jace, which makes you feel physically sick. You didn’t want to let him anywhere near your baby; it felt as if you couldn’t refuse him. You knew Shane would never hurt his own son; he loved Jace far too much. Dale must have had it wrong. Shane was capable of many things, but he didn’t have it in him to kill Rick. He just couldn’t.

Dale gives you a look, suggesting he knows you’re faking how sincere you were being. Noticing Glenn walking towards the three of you, you grab a random book that’s sitting and go over to him and say, “I found it.”

“Wha—this is a book about gardening.”

“Keep your head down,” you say, shoving the book into his hand. “Please tell me you weren’t about to do what I think you were.”

“Come on, I gotta tell Shane or Rick,” he whispers. “I’m awful at keeping secrets.”

“I get that, but trust me when I say, you cannot tell Shane about the walkers in the barn. Promise me you won’t tell him at least until we talk to Hershel and Rick first.”

“Fine, I’ll hold off for now.”

“Thank you.”

[luvsae]

always welcomed | ryohei arisu

gn!reader x ryohei arisu

- fluff: arisu has been going through family problems for a while now. one day he comes over and needs comfort, of course you help him.

You knew about Arisu's family problems ever since his mother died. He would talk to you about it because he felt the most comfort around you (as well as Karube and Chota)

Recently he didn't have as many problems - or at least you thought since he was mostly smiling every time he was around you.

Right now you were currently on your sofa, remote in your hand as you flipped through the different channels on your TV.

The bowl beside you was filled with Cheetos - which you reached for, placing the crunchy chip in your mouth.

The sudden knock at the door made you jump - you quickly chewed your food before going to the door.

You stood on your tip-toes and looked out through the peep-hole. A smile appeared on your face as you saw the familiar face of Arisu.

Opening the door, you looked at Arisu. The smile on your face disappeared when you noticed his pulled-down look.

"Arisu? What's wrong, honey?" You took him by the hand and lead him inside, closing the door behind you.

The two of you sat down on the sofa before he answered you. "It's my dad and brother again. They won't stop bothering me. My brother keeps blaming me for my mom's death."

You felt the anger within you start to rise but you sighed - letting it out. "Arisu, it's not your fault. You know that."

He was looking down at his knees, you could practically feel his sadness. "I just- I don't know. I feel stupid for being so.. worked up about this."

"Hey," your hand lifted his chin to look up at you. His gaze softened when he met your eyes. "It's perfectly fine to feel this way. You're so important to me, I'm willing to help you through this."

The tears that formed in his eyes started to run down his face which made you pull him in for a hug. "Baby, don't cry."

"I'm sorry." His voice was a whisper when he said this - it made your heart hurt. He didn't deserve this.

You pulled away from the hug to look at your boyfriend once more. "Why don't you stay here tonight?"

He wiped his eyes with his sleeve. "Really? I don't want to be a burden and stay here-"

"Arisu. I've been wanting you to stay here for so long. I really enjoy when you are here." You smiled at him when you saw his surprised face.

"I'll stay over more often then." He said, a smile now appearing on his face.

"There's that sweet smile." You reached over and planted a kiss on his cheek. "I'm happy you're here."

It was a few hours later - the clock on your bedside table ready 12:07 AM.

"Stop tickling me!" You giggled as Arisu poked at your sides - he knew your greatest weaknesses. "Arisu!"

"You killed me during that round!" He laughed, continuing to poke at your sides.

"Okay, okay! Truce!" You escaped from his hold, still smiling. "You can steal all my loot."

"Good." Arisu reached over to you and kissed your lips. "I love you."

The sudden three words made you smile harder. You two said this to each other often, but it always made you happy when he said it first. "I love you too."

A yawn then escaped from you - all of the stuff you did today made you tired. "Let's lay down."

He followed your movements as you two laid down in the bed. You noticed that Arisu looked hesitant to do something.

"What's wrong?" You asked.

"Uh, I usually hold you but, um." He stopped for a moment but you already knew what he wanted to ask.

You patted your shoulder, signaling to relax his head on it. "I'll hold you."

He flashed a shy smile before laying his head on your shoulder. You could feel his body relaxing by your touch.

You planted a kiss on the top of his head while he reached for your other hand.

"Thank you for taking care of me today." He mumbled. "I felt bad for being sad but you made me realize it's okay."

"I'm always here for you. Like I said before, I like having you here." You reminded him. "Besides, it's good practice for when we move in together."

"You want to live with me?" He asked. His head still resting on your shoulder.

"Of course I do, silly. I love you lots and when we live together then I'll be even happier than I am now."

"When do you want to move in together?" He questioned once more.

"Let's talk about that tomorrow. For now let's get some rest. You had a long day." You placed another kiss on his head before shutting your eyes.

"I love you." He told you.

"I love you more."

[cevansbrat0007]

https://youtu.be/-KDS_NuXYHI

This is how I’d imagine Andy and jr ngl

Summary: Don't ever ask Andy about his business...

Warnings: Fluff, Girl!Dad Andy, Shady A.J., Cursing, Shenanigans, Brief Talk of Murder, Minors DNI

A/N: Part of my ongoing Growing Pains Series. All mistakes are my own.

___

You're heading into the kitchen in search of an afternoon snack when you almost collide with your son, A.J. At thirteen-years-old, he's already a good head taller than your 5"2 frame. The boy was growing like a weed – with no signs of slowing down. At this rate he was going to be taller than Andy by the time he hit sixteen. 

“Woah!” He , grabbing your arm in an attempt to steady you. “You really gotta start watching how you take those corners, Mom. I really thought you were about to run me over.”

“Sorry, honey. I was on a mission – need something yummy to tide me over until dinner. Preferably something crunchy.” You tell him before shaking off his hold so that you can wrap an arm around his shoulders. “We got anything good in here?”

“Probably not. RoRo ate the last of the potato chips last night.” He answers as he follows you back into the kitchen towards the pantry.

Well, that was disappointing. You’d kind of had your heart set on some salt and vinegar kettle chips. “That’s alright.” Sighing, you begin to rifle through the cupboards. 

Maybe you’d munch on a few sourdough pretzel bites instead. 

“Looking for the pretzels?” 

“Uh huh.” You turn to stare at him over your shoulder. “Why? Don’t tell me those are gone too?”

“Yep.” He confirms. “Dad and KitCat polished ‘em off a couple days ago.”

“Seriously?” You grunt. “But everyone knows that the ones with the honey mustard seasonings are my favorite! And they still ate them?” 

Wasn’t family supposed to love you enough not to eat your shit? Wasn’t that, like, a cardinal rule or something?

“Mom…I really hate to break it to you, but…” A.J. leans over to rest his forearms on the island, his expressive hazel eyes dancing with mischief. “We’re living with a bunch of heathens. And at this point, I really think they’re beyond help. They’re way too far gone.”

Now that makes you laugh.

“You’re probably just saying that because they didn’t offer you any.” You’re still chuckling as you decide to try your luck with some hummus and carrots you’d stashed in the back of the fridge.

“They were incredibly rude. Katrina flat out told me that hoped she offended my “delicate sensibilities”.” He grumbles with a snort. “And then she got mad when I asked her how many cats she planned on living with when she moved out after college.”

“Bet she didn’t like that one very much.” You mutter as you decide against the carrots in favor of some garlic pita bread. 

“She didn’t. Even called me a few choice names that I’d rather not repeat. Mostly because I can’t pronounce them. And I refuse to look them up.” He sniffs, turning up his nose in mock outrage. “I told her that if she wants to insult her baby brother, then she needs to do it like a normal person.” 

“Right…I’ll, uh, ask your sister to stop using the dictionary to insult you the next time I see her.” You dip a chunk of pita into your hummus before popping it in your mouth. Shit was good.

“Thank you! She’s worse than BiBi now.” 

A.J. tries to steal a piece of your snack, only to pout when you slap his hand away. You boy was seriously starting to resemble Andy more and more these days, from their facial expressions to their shared mannerisms. Sometimes it was downright scary.

“You’re welcome, darling.” You’re about to shovel another bite of food into your mouth when a thought strikes you. “Mm! Speaking of Bianca, I thought she said her boyfriend was gonna stop by."

"He did." He grunts with a shrug.

That’s…odd. You think. You hadn’t heard the door while you were upstairs. And even though you’d been laying down, it wasn’t like you’d been sleeping or anything.  

"What? When?" You cough as you choke down a piece of bread. 

“Eh, probably about thirty minutes ago.” Comes your son’s noncommittal response. “I caught him before he could ring the bell."

And now you were doubly confused. Because A.J. never really seemed to care about the boys his sisters brought around. In fact, he mostly ignored them unless they brought food or wanted to talk about video games. Otherwise, he just stared at them without blinking until his foe got too uncomfortable.

"Good thing you were by the door, I guess.” You motion for him to hand you a bottle of water sitting on the edge of the counter so that you can wash down your snack. “But where is he now?"

Another shrug. And then he looks off in the direction of the yard. 

“Dad took him out back. Might’ve said something about wanting to show him the new shed."

“But A.J., sweetheart, we’ve had that shed for over a year now.” Okay, you were officially confused. What wasn’t he telling you? And where was BiBi’s boyfriend?

“It’s new to Eddie.” He looks back at you with unrepentant eyes before striding over to the refrigerator to grab himself a couple of black cherry sodas.  

“Could’ve sworn his name was Everett, but –” You force yourself to stop and think about what your son just said. “Wait a minute! Why the hell did your father take him back there?” You quickly reach for a paper towel to wipe your hands. 

This was not good. 

“Honestly, mom…” A.J. pauses to crack open his drink. ���It's best if you don't know. Dad says plausible deniability is always the way to go in these kinds of situations.” He takes a deep pull from the can before letting out a small burp. “Sorry.”

Your feelings of concern were slowly morphing into panic. 

"W-what situation? What happened with your Dad and Everett?" You look and sound as if you’re prepared to shake somebody, which prompts him to take several steps away from you. Your son was smart enough to know to keep himself out of snatching distance. 

“A word to the wise, mother. Never ask us about our business." With that, he spins on his heel prepared to walk away. “This conversation never happened."

Of course Andy picks that particular moment to join both you and your boy in the kitchen, draping a heavy arm atop his shoulder. By all appearances, he looks like he’s been busy toiling in the yard. And he’s rocking the dirty smudges to prove it.  

“Andrew – what is going on?" Your wide eyes flit back and forth between your husband and son, waiting for one of them to break. “And where is Everett?” 

“I tried to tell her, Dad.” Your son murmurs. Without missing a beat, A.J. hands his father the other unopened can of soda, which he graciously accepts. 

“I know, son. And it’s nothing, sweetheart. BiBi’s friend, Elliott, just stopped by to tell us that he’s gonna have to miss our barbecue on the seventeenth. Something about choosing to study abroad in Russia. Nice kid. Sent him along with well wishes to his family and prayers for a safe flight.” He offers you a one armed shrug coupled with an all-too innocent grin, letting you know that he’s over this entire conversation.

“But why would you –?” Shit. “I thought he was gonna spend the summer working for his Uncle in Salem? What did you do to him?” 

Just how much damage control were you going to have to do here?

Andy clears his throat as he sips his soda. “Listen to the boy.” He gives A.J.’s shoulder an affectionate squeeze. “And please, my love, don’t ever ask us about our business.”

“But I thought…” You look away for a second, squinting at your sock covered feet while you collect your thoughts and puzzle this out. “Why would you –?” 

You turn back to them, only to discover that they’re long gone. Groaning, you fetch some tylenol from a nearby cabinet and toss it back. And then you go off to find your shoes. 

Time to check the backyard. 

As long as that poor young man wasn’t somewhere buried in your garden, you’d leave your Barber Boys to their freaking business. But until then, well…

Your family might as well start calling you Nancy fucking Drew.

END

[drivergemini]

california sun :: b.h.

summary: max always told stories about a brother she left in california. who knew that leaving hawkins after high school would bring y/n straight to the legend himself.

warnings: story is not canon compliant, non supernatural au, few swears, max loves billy and billy isn’t an arrogant asshole, y/n is just a little airheaded but only if you read into it 

word count: 1694

she remembered the sad look in the redhead’s eyes when she first met her. maxine mayfield was her name. she remembers opening the door and seeing the two gingers standing in front of her. maxine was the first and only girl y/n ever baby sat. she was only 13 at the time, but the older redheaded woman seemed desperate to be alone without her 7 year old daughter. 

she remembered sitting across the dining room table from maxine. she made her a plate of chicken nuggets and mac & cheese. she watched as she pushed around the food on her plate, scraping the metal fork against the ceramic.

“so maxine...” y/n broke the silence.

“max. my name is max.” the girl’s piercing blue eyes looked right as y/n. she stopped moving her forced.

“where are you from i’ve never seen you before.”

max sets down the fork. “california, southern california.”

y/n perked up. even at a young age she knew that no one in their right mind would move to hawkins, especially not from a place like that. “it’s always been, my dream to live in california!”

“mine too...” may looked back down at the plate of food. “i wish we never moved here.”

she heard a small sniffle come from max. “hey hawkins isn’t too bad. there’s so many great stuff here.”

“but there’s no billy.” max whispered to herself.

“there’s no who?”

“billy. i miss him so so much.” she started to grip the table. “he was the coolest and he listened to the coolest music and had the coolest hair. he let me shave it off for him. and he knew how to surf and he told me that his mom taught him to surf and he taught me how to surf. and he was my favorite person in the whole world.” max’s words faltered near the end.

“so billy is your..?” 

“he’s my brother. well not really said my mom but i think he’s still my brother.” max went on about how her mom and billy’s dad were married and then they weren’t married.

soon enough they found themselves sitting in the living room, max still going on and on about her cool older brother.

- 

“you know i would do anything to take you with me max.” y/n pinched her cheek.

“ew you’re like a grandma.” max laughed and opened her arms up for a hug. “i wish i could come to college with you.” 

“in a few years you could try and come to cali for college too and maybe we could even live together.” y/n sang the last part. never in her life did she expect her best friend to be 4 years younger than her but here they were. 

“hey y/n... if you see happen to see billy can you tell him i miss him?” 

she squeezed her friend tighter “of course max.” 

- 

whatever she expected from college, she did not get. y/n found herself in a small dorm with a roomate who wasn’t too fond of small town girls. she spent so much time at the library or working at the campus smoothie bar just to get away from her. 

y/n scanned the shelves of the non fiction section to find a book on da vinci’s ideas on anatomy. she didn’t realize studying art history would require a lot of, well studying. 

she stood on her tip toes when she found it. before she could reach it, she saw a toned arm out of the corner of her eye. the arm grabbed the exact book she was looking for. 

she turned her head to see a tall, muscular man handing her the book. she looked at his blond tied back mullet and opened her mouth to speak.

“is this the book you were trying to get?” he voice was husky, but it wasn’t low. 

she continued to just stare at the man before her. wow y/n creepy move on your behalf.

“um- uh- yeah. i um- thanks.” she took the book out of his hand. 

“you’re welcome i always try and help when pretty girls are in need.” he smirked. jesus were people in this state so bold to just share their feelings.

y/n’s face turned red. “i- thank you. you are also very pretty.” shit. really y/n? pretty? that’s the best you can come up with?

the blond chuckled slightly. “i do consider myself a pretty fella.” he held out his hand for her to shake. “i’m william.”

“y/n.” she shook his hand feeling the hard callouses against his palms. 

“so this might be a long shot, but do you want to go down to the beach with me?” y/n thought to herself that going to the beach with a man she just met was dangerous. but then again, this stranger was beautiful. 

“yeah sure.” this was a weird scenario that she would never be in. but something in her mind was telling her that she should go with william.

they ended up on the sands of the santa monica pier. she watched as the blond stripped off his shirt and placed his butt on the sand right next to her. the sun glared against his tanned and toned body. y/n wanted to run her fingers over his shoulders. 

william took the sunglasses that sat on his face and placed them on his head. “so did you grow up in california?”

“no absolutely not. indiana. a small town called hawkins.” she made a hand gesture at the name of her town, like she was presenting something magnificant. “did you grow up here?”

“yup. true california boy. surfing and smoking is basically my only personality.” 

y/n nudged into his body and laughed. “i wish i knew how to surf. my best friend back in hawkins always talked about how she loved to surf when she was younger. do you think you’d be able to teach me?”

“woahhhh, first date is going so well that you already are asking for a second?” he let out a fake shocked look. 

“well that depends, are you gonna teach me for free or are you going to make me pay you?” y/n raised her eyebrows.

“i know one way you could pay me right now.” william placed his hand on her cheek and leaned towards her face. they met in the middle and he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

y/n felt her face get slightly hot. “jesus i have never even seen you surf how do i know your a good teacher?”

“i have been surfing since i could remember. and i have taught surfing before if you’d like to know. and she was the one of the most bad ass bitch i have ever met to this day.”

“oooooo she?” y/n teased poking his arm. 

“uh uh calm down. she is my little sister, or at least was my sister. she was a classic california boy, surfing and skating. except you know, in like a tiny little human.” he looked towards the ocean. “she was the best. but she moved to god knows where.”

“i’m sorry that sounds like it sucks. when’s the last time you talked to her?” she leaned her head on his shoulder.

“i’m honestly not even sure. maybe when i was in high school?” he let out a heavy sigh. “her name was maxine.” he let out the last sentence like she was dead.

y/n shot up. “billy?! billy hargrove?!” she looked at the blond before her with a face of confusion.

“excuse me? do you know who i am?” the blond’s face was slightly painted with fear.

“know you? know you?! how am i so dumb! how didn’t i connect it?” she stood up and pointed at him. “you’re max’s brother! the one she told me about?”

at the sound of his sisters name he also stood up. “you know max?” he felt like he was going to throw up, but in a good exciting way. “i swear you better not be fucking with me.”

“max is my best friend! i basically raised max mayfield. she moved to hawkins with her mom after california” 

william’s face sported a more excited look. “oh my god i can’t believe you know max!” he got so excited that he hugged y/n, lifting her into the air and spinning her around. “can you tell me about her? and what she’s been up to?” 

“of course i can.” y/n smiled at the boy and leaned in for another kiss. ‘

-

billy and y/n giggled as the phone rang, shushing each other when the the other end answered. they both wore thick sweaters to deal with the cold indiana air.

“mayfield residence. max speaking.” she could hear a bored max on the other end.

“max it’s y/n!” 

“y/n?! jesus i was wondering when you were gonna call again. i was beginning to think you forgot about me.” 

“forget about you? i’m back in hawkins for winter break! can i come see you?”

“you’re back? and you didn’t tell me? get over hear right now before i kick your ass.” y/n could hear max laugh and then the receiver click.

both adults ran outside to the blue camaro they drove from california and headed over to the mayfield house. 

billy was playing rock loudly through the speakers, looking over at y/n ever so often. he would smile at her in between the lyrics. 

when he pulled into the driveway of the house, he felt his palms get slightly sweaty. 

“you’ll be okay.” y/n squeezed his hand which was instantly relieving. 

y/n entered the house first, billy could hear the squeals and jumping of the two girls. he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.

“a boyfriend? and he’s here?” billy heard faintly. he felt this was his cue to walk through the door. 

max’s mouth hung open, eyes wide as saucers.

“max this is my boyfriend...”

“billy?????” max blurted out. billy smiled wide and opened his arms for a hug. max ran into his arms and squeezed him so hard billy didn’t know if she’d let go.

it wasn’t sunny california, but maybe hawkins wasn’t so bad. 

[carolinaboy34]

Colin’s Family Weekend

Colin invited me to his home this weekend, and I’m really excited to see the place where he grew up and meet his family. We have been getting on great, and our relationship continues to grow and mature in ways that I didn’t expect.

We both know that the other is not monogamous, and that seems completely fine. I have no interest in controlling anything he does, nor does he want to control me. We both truly love each other and care for one another, and we want the best for the other. Exploring that with someone that has similar interests, so I am not having to convince someone to do something, is amazing and liberating. He actually enjoys and gets off on hearing about some of my exploits, as I do his.

But, we have wanted to continue to grow as a couple, and we figured meeting the ‘rents was a good next step. So, on Friday, we packed up his car and headed north to his hometown, about two hours away. The trip was uneventful, except for the road head I gave him that almost made us wreck. He came so hard he almost crossed into the next lane and took out a car. But he tastes amazing and fits so well in my mouth, it was worth the risk!

We got to his house in the evening right at dinner time, and I was kind of nervous. I mean, he’s the first “boyfriend” I’ve ever had, hell the first any serious relationship I’ve been in, and I didn’t know what to expect. He told me his parents were really chill and accepting, but I still had nervous stomach. They couldn’t have been more welcoming or warm. His powerful father, a titan in the local business community, was sexy as fuck, but welcomed me with a huge hug and an offer of a bourbon, which I eagerly took. His mom wanted to know all about me and wanted to make sure we were doing well in school. Colin had already told them about my family, and I think she wanted to be a surrogate mother of sorts.

We had been there about a half hour when the front door banged open and Colin’s little brother came in. I say little, but he is actually taller than Colin and outweighs him by a fuck-ton. He’s also sexy as fuck, and on the verge of manhood. He’s a junior in high school and the proverbial high school jock - quarterback, third baseman, and all around stud. If he was a year older, fuck, that would be a interesting weekend. But, he was equally warm and welcoming and was eager to spend time with his big brother and me.

Shortly after, his mother announced that dinner was ready and we gathered in the dining room for the meal. She was super excited to have her boys together again, and even expressed great joy about having a third. They blessed the meal, non-religiously, and then we dug in. I sat and watched everyone grabbing for food and laughing with each other and felt a huge hug around my shoulders. I have never been able to experience the kind of family love they were showing. I mean, my dad is amazing, and he did so much to make sure I was raised well and had everything I needed. But, he worked a lot, and with mom gone, I was at home alone a lot, from a pretty young age. So, I ate a lot of dinners by myself. This was just very cool. His mom broke my trance with an imploring call to “get something before it’s all gone!” I dug in and enjoyed the great food and company that surrounded me.

After dinner, Colin’s brother, Jace, helped with the dishes, and Colin, me, and his dad went to the back deck for another bourbon, and so he could smoke a cigar.

“So, Drew, Colin tells me your polyamorous. Is he not enough for you?”

I coughed and about choked on the mouthful of bourbon I had and looked at him like the proverbial deer in the headlight.

“Um, well, uh, he’s uh, awesome.”

“HA!” He bellowed and doubled over with laughter.

“Sorry, Drew, dad’s just being a dad. And trying to give you a hard time.”

“Uh, ok.”

“I know how things work, Drew. Just welcoming you to the family. It isn’t much of my business how you two conduct your affairs.”

“Thanks, sir. I really do love Colin, and he is incredibly special to me.”

“Oh? That’s very nice. Colin, love?”

“Yeah, dad, we professed that to each other a little bit ago. He is incredibly special to me.”

“Well, that is cause for celebration! Jace! Mom! Come on out here!”

“What is it, dad?” Jace said as he was walking out the door with his mom.

“They are in love! I wanted to toast them!”

“Hooray!”

“Congratulations!”

“Aww. My boys!”

It was a lot, but also very sweet. They are almost too good to be true. His mom is the local president of the PFLAG group, so they also walk the walk.

“Drew, Colin told me he met this boy last fall, soon after you met. I could tell then that you were special. We are very happy for the two of you!”

“Thank you, sir. Yeah, he is very special to me.”

“And I hear you guys have great sex!” Jace yelled.

“Jace! Behave!” his mom scolded back.

“Well, Jace, that is really important in a relationship!” his dad replied.

The rest of the evening went along in a similar way. We had a few drinks on the deck and enjoyed each other’s company. I could not imagine a more perfect way for the night to have gone.

It was eventually time to go to bed, so we worked our way up to Colin’s bedroom. He had a double bed and such a quintessentially boy room, with sports posters and trophies and everything you’d expect. We got our stuff together, and I went to take a shower, coming back to the bedroom and laying face down on the bed to wait for him. I must’ve dozed off from the excitement and the booze, because as I came to, I felt a finger lightly graze my butt hole then come up over my ass and up the middle of my back along my spine. I felt his hardening dick along my hip too, so I turned slightly into him and felt his warm, moist skin along my back and legs.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in tight against him. He wrapped his right leg around me and pulled my ass into him as well. I humped back into him and felt his now rock hard and very familiar dick resting in the crack of my ass. He was leaking precum like crazy and slicking up my butt as I continued to hump into him. He nibbled on my ear and held me tight, and started talking about how hot it was to have me in his boyhood bed.

“Do you know how many loads I have sprayed all over the place in this bed, alone, dreaming of having someone like you in here with me?”

“A lot, I bet”, continuing to work his dick with my ass.

“Laid back, jacking off thinking of fucking a cute boy with an amazing ass just like yours. Humping into the pillows and coating the sheets with my cum while I imagine it’s shooting deep inside your hole.”

“Mmm hmm. No more pillows for you! Just fuck me and breed my bussy now!”

He pulled back from me slightly until the head of his dick was pressed against my hole then pushed firmly until it breached my tight, hairless sphincter and began to travel deep inside my body. God, I loved feeling that dick inside me. I couldn’t get enough of it. He slowly reached bottom and pressed against me, my ass flattened against his hard abs and his balls smashed against my legs.

He pulled out then pushed in a couple of times, allowing me to relax my hole around his shaft and get used to being stuffed again. Eventually, though, he wanted to fuck, so we rolled over on my belly with him on top. He dropped his knees down onto the bed outside of my legs and his elbows under my arms, hooking his hands over my shoulders. He squeezed his knees together, bringing my legs tight and burying my hole deep in the crevice between my legs and butt cheeks. This was his power position, and he loved to use this when he was really turned on and wanted to fuck the living shit out of me, so I knew to get ready.

I was kind of surprised, with his parents and brother down the hall, that he would go so hard, but he started to fuck deep, pushing me into the mattress while each thrust down into my hole. His fucks were long and slow, but incredibly strong, really deep-dicking me and letting me feel every magnificent inch of his gorgeous, perfect cock. I buried my face in the pillow to muffle my moans and groans, because he was making me vocalize how much I was enjoying this. The thought that my dick was pushing into the same mattress he laid on while jacking off as a kid had me going strong.

Colin’s face was next to mine, and his mouth right at my ear. He nibbled lightly while this continued, but then started to talk dirty to me.

“”Like humping my bed, Drew? Does that get you excited?

“Uh huh. Gonna spray the same sheets you did with my cum any minute!”

“Don’t you fucking dare! Not yet anyway. I’m just getting started drilling your perfect ass!”

He picked up the pace and started slamming into me, grunting in my ear with each thrust into me. He was hitting hard, and the ripples across my ass sent shivers up and down my body. I wasn’t lying when I told him I was ready to cum; this was getting to my head like crazy, and I couldn’t avoid it. My orgasm rocked my body, and I stiffened up, pressed down into the mattress and pumped my load out onto his boyhood sheets, my warm cum spreading out under me and over my abs before soaking into the bed.

“You just came! Fucker! Now get ready, ‘cause I’m really gonna give it to you now!”

He was slamming into me like a madman, harder than he ever has before. His grunts matched mine with each drop into my hole he made. He was using all of his body weight to drive into me with incredible force, and my still hard dick, swimming in the load I just pumped out into the bed, was warming up again for a repeat. He suddenly planked above me, the tip of his dick barely inside my body, before working his feet and knees between my legs, forcing my legs open and wide. He then reached down and pulled my ass up, arching my back and dragging my shoulders down his bed. He sat back on his knees and pulled me back onto him, forcing my body down onto his dick and burying him back deep inside.

He used my hips as handles and fucked into me, while at the same time pulling me back onto his steel hard cock, fucking me harder than ever, ramping this fuck up to one of the most epic he’s ever delivered. He was slamming into me with great force, his balls slapping mine with each thrust. My dick stayed hard and was flopping around underneath me, flipping precum and left over jizz from my first orgasm all over me and the bed.

I’ve never seen Colin more animated. He was using his whole body to drive into me and fuck me with abandon, almost like he was showing off. It was amazing. I wanted to stay in the present and be there with him, so I didn’t allow myself to drift off into a trance. I grunted and groaned and pushed back and flexed and grabbed what I could the whole time. I really wanted him to enjoy this, clearly a fantasy he’s had for a long time. I arched my back and pushed back, aiding his effort to pull me, and slammed into him. The smack of our sweaty skin against each other echoed throughout the room, coupled with the musical groans and moans coming from the two of us.

My balls couldn’t take it anymore. I was enjoying the wonderful pain radiating from my groin with each slap of his balls against mine, as well as the slam of his body, and the second orgasm raced through my body and rocketed out of my dick, adding more to the cooling pool on his bed from my first orgasm. The shivers and shakes of my body, as well as the rhythmic tightening of my hole with each shot of my cum, dove Colin crazy until he slammed into me one final time and held me still, tight against his abs. He let go of his first shot, then collapsed down on my back, hugging my torso tightly as the rest of his orgasm shook through him and into me. I could feel each volley shoot out of his dick and deep into my guts, and the warmth that radiated from it wrapped around my body.

As he calmed down some, I relaxed and brought us both down onto the bed, the cold spunk shocking my skin as I laid back down. He was still convulsing, his dick continuing to spasm in me as the aftershocks of his orgasm ricocheted through his body. It was epic and one of the best fucks we’ve ever had. We laid like that for a while, him on top of me still buried deep. I was enjoying the warmth and closeness we were having. He rolled off of me, his dick popping out of my ass and leaving a trail of cum over my thigh, but I tightened up as much as I could to hold his seed inside me.

He quickly fell into a slumber, but I had to pee and clean up a little, so I wandered out into the hallway. It was quiet, but the light in the bathroom was on and the door was slightly ajar. I walked quietly up to the door and peered inside and was surprised to see Jace naked, his feet spread wide looking in the mirror and jacking his dick! He was even more impressive when he was turned on like that. His muscles were tense and pumped, glistening in the bright light of the bathroom. His dick was equally impressive, long and thick, capped with a deep purple head that was shining from the lube he was using. His balls hung loose in his sac, rocking back and forth with each stroke he took. His legs were like tree trunks supporting his frame and rooted to the ground.

I must’ve moved or made a sound, because he grinned and looked my way.

“Come on in, Drew.”

“Uh, sorry to disturb you. I just had to pee.”

“Oh, it’s ok. You aren’t disturbing me at all. I was kinda hoping you would appear.”

“You were? For what?”

“To, uh, maybe help me with this.” he said, looking down and shaking his hard dick at me.

“What about Colin?” I hadn’t thought this through at all and didn’t know what to do. I mean, we aren’t monogamous, as everyone announced tonight. But, his brother? He’s fucking hot and hard and waiting for me, but should I? It isn’t the first time I’ve taken multiple family members, but is Colin different? How will he feel?

These thoughts were spinning in my head, but my dick hardened in front of him. He looked down at it and said

“Is that your answer?”

I guess it was. So, I went into the bathroom and closed the door, kneeling in front of Jace and letting him put his dick on my extended tongue. He tasted amazing and just like Colin, his dick very similar, if not a little bigger. I ran my tongue over the head and tasted more of his precum before taking him down to the base in one move.

He gasped and leaned forward, bracing on the bathroom counter and began to pump into my mouth. I grabbed around his waist to his firm ass and held tight, letting him do the work and get his nut. It didn’t take long before he was erratically pushing into me. He reached down and grabbed around my head, holding me tight against him as his orgasm shot out of his dick and filled my mouth. He came buckets, so I swallowed, only to have my mouth filled up again. I swallowed twice more before he finished and stood up, unceremoniously pulling out of my tight lips.

“Dude, that was way better than any of the girls at school. You should become a tutor!”

“Lol! Thanks.” I stood up, and he saw the cum on my stomach and running down my legs.

“Fuck, you’re a mess! Was it good?”

“Fucking amazing. Your brother knows how to fuck.”

“I saw the end, so I could tell. That’s what got me so worked up! That was hot, even to a straight guy!”

“Maybe not so straight?”

“Lol, yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m straight. Bu whatever, that was fucking hot!”

He slapped me on the back and left me to clean up. I just got in the shower and rinsed off, letting Colin’s cum bubble out of my ass and run down the drain. I rinsed the rest of it off and toweled dry before making my way back to the bedroom.

I settled into the bed and spooned up against Colin. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in tight, his soft cock nestling into my ass crack.

He breathed quietly for several moments then whispered in my ear “Taste good?”

“Um, yeah, he did. I hope that was ok.”

“Of course, my sweet little slut. Of course. I love you.”

“I love you, too!”

[harrywavycurly]

Hey Sarah I’m just seeing if you’d feel comfortable writing some conversations with Eddie when he’s meeting your family for the holidays? Thank you! Love you! ❤️

Hiii babes!! Of course that’s totally fine, I hope you enjoy these and I love youuu more!!!💖

-I gave a few different scenarios, like one you have brothers, one you have an over protective dad, a very friendly mom, a flirtatious aunt and that one cousin who always wants to “go on a walk” so hopefully something for everyone✨

*Eddie isn’t nervous to meet your family…he’s terrified but it’s because he loves you so much he doesn’t wanna mess it up*

“Wait you said your dad does what for a living?” “He works with Hopper.” “So..he’s…he’s a cop?” “Yeah…why is that a big deal?” “Baby I’m not sure if you’re aware of this but I kinda sell drugs?” “Well duh but he doesn’t need to know that.” “He’s a cop! He’ll be able to see right through me I just know it. He’s gonna hate me.” “Why would he hate you?” “Because I’m the big bad drug dealing metalhead who’s dating his precious little girl.” “I hate to break it to you honey but you’re far from being big and bad…” “that’s what you got out of that? Really?” “Just stop worrying you’ll be fine.” “If you say so…”

“Yes Eddie all of my brothers will be there.” “All of them? Like all three of them?” “Yes…” “what should I talk to them about?” “Uhh well…you could talk to them about how you know how to fix cars and or you can talk about music.” “Fix cars? Baby I know how to Hotwire a car that’s not exactly me being a mechanic.” “Well then stick with small talk and maybe tell them about your band they’d find that super cool.” “Yeah? Do any of them play the guitar or anything?” “No that’s why they��ll think it’s super cool and be very impressed.” “That’s me the picture of cool and impressive.” “Just don’t stress okay? They’re nice guys and if I like you then they’ll like you.” “Oh so you just like me huh? Nothing more?” “Eh I kinda love you but it’s no big deal.” “Cool I kinda love you too but yeah…totally no big deal.”

“Your mom just told me to call her mom is that like…normal?” “Yeah she tells everyone to call her mom it’s fine but you don’t have to if you’re not comfortable.” “I don’t want to be rude…” “it’s like how I call your uncle Wayne, Uncle Wayne because he asked me to but if I wasn’t okay with it he’d be fine if I called him Mr. Munson.” “Okay so…I’m gonna call her mom and see how it feels.” “That’s a good plan babe.” “She also said she likes my hair.” “I told you the bun was a good idea.” “You two have the same laugh.” “It’s like we’re related or something…” “you’re such a brat.” “But you love it.”

“Okay so who is uncle John?” “The one sitting next to my mom.” “Okay and who’s the one sitting next to your dad?” “That’s nana she’s the one who told you she liked your rings and asked to try one on.” “Right okay yeah I like her she’s fun.” “Everyone loves Nana. And my aunt Irene is the one who hasn’t stopped drinking wine since we got here.” “Yeah she keeps looking at me weird.” “Yeah just ignore her and if she tries to flirt with you come get me.” “What? Flirt with me?” “Yeah she…can get handsy so just sho her off and come get me and I’ll tell her to keep her hands to herself.” “How about you just don’t leave me alone then yeah?” “You’ve been doing great babe everyone has loved you.” “Yeah but I’m not trying to get trapped with aunt Irene.”

“I think your cousin just asked me to get high with him…” “did he ask if you wanted to take a walk?” “Yeah…” “do you want to…take a walk?” “Uh is it okay if…i take…a walk?” “I don’t care babe do whatever you want.” “This…feels like a trap.” “I swear it’s not. I have to help with dinner anyway so it would give you something to do and you’ll get to hang out with my favorite cousin.” “Okay..yeah then I’ll go…for a walk with him. But you swear you won’t be mad?” “I swear.” “Maybe you and I can talk a walk after dinner?” “Oh we are fully taking a walk after dinner.” “I love you. I’ll be back in a bit.” “Love you too. Have fun.”

[mlobsters]

supernatural s11e13 love hurts (w. eric charmelo, nicole snyder)

STACY Ew, I can taste her mom lipstick…you’re telling her tonight, right?

rude, stacy :P

SAM Is that a hickey? DEAN And? It was Valentine’s Day. I can’t help it if I’m a hopeless romantic. SAM You got half of that right. DEAN Just doing my civic duty. Helping all the single ladies. You know the best thing about February 14th. You don’t have to be Mr. Right, just Mr. Right Now. SAM That’s classy. DEAN Yeah and what’d you do, judgy? Curl up in your Snuggie, watch '50 Shades' on cable?

cuz every girl crazy bout sharp dressed man men

*squints* what is that fake domain, danharper.search for the knockoff facebook page. and we got an untitled folder, not quite untitled 1 and 2 but i'll take it :p

always with the full kitchenette and vintage appliances. and bringing back the ridiculous little separators. tires!

DEAN I need a beer, regroup, maybe get lucky. SAM Didn’t you just get lucky? DEAN That was in Kansas. What do you say? You with me? Ready to go scrape a few hearts off the bar room floor? SAM I think I’ll pass. I’m gonna go hit the lore, but you go be you. DEAN Suit yourself.

dean's feelin his oats again apparently! feels like he had some seasons there where far as we knew he wasn't ever getting laid

laughing at the wife shoving these witchy items down the garbage disposal. one way to get rid of things i guess? not so good for the plumbing though

hey they named a motel after me personally

DEAN Hey. Any luck? SAM No. You? DEAN Nah. Hey what’s a…uh…dad bod?

please. (reminder that all bodies are good bodies)

MELISSA All I had to do was chant it and seal it with a kiss.

oh i see. it was plot-relevant mom lipstick.

SAM So the curse is transmittable? DEAN Like a magic STD. Okay that works. Kinda makes you nostalgic for good old fashioned herpes.

this is very fic-ish. LOL and of course dean kisses the lady to take the curse on. clearly he should hot potato it over to sam at some point but we know that's not gonna happen :p

baby lookin pretty in all those pink highlights

DEAN I’d say that went pretty well. What do you think? SAM Wait. Are you serious? You think it’s a great idea to give yourself a fatal curse? DEAN Well, target's off her back ain’t it? SAM I’m just saying. You don’t have to do this. Be the guinea pig. DEAN What? SAM Be the martyr. Try to carry the weight by yourself. Do this. DEAN I’m gonna be fine, okay? And as long as I’m good, she’s good and that’s the important thing. Besides. It proved our theory didn’t it? That this whole kiss of death thing is transmittable. I mean, I’m not asking for the Nobel here, but thank you.

both reasonable to do and also his martyr tendencies are well documented :p but even if he died, wouldn't it just go back to her? moo point, as they say?

SAM I guess. Here we go. Someone chants a curse, lays a wet one on you, then the victim is seduced and killed by the Qareen, but instead of taking the form of Barbara Eden, the present themselves as your deepest, darkest desire.

oh great. so we're gonna see amara then. very convenient of this witch to leave post-it notes with all the details on their monster including how to kill it

okay, that was adorable. so happy to win for once, didn't even care to claim the prize

AMARA You’re a mystery. I can see inside your heart. Feel the love you feel. Except it’s cloaked in shame. When it comes to this, you can’t help yourself, so why fight it. Just give in.

i mean it's just funny because we did kind of do this already in 4x14 sex and violence with the siren.

from s4e14 SAM Yeah. You see, sirens can read minds. They see what you want most and then they can kinda, like, cloak themselves. You know, like an illusion. -- MUNROE Dean's all mine. SAM You poisoned him. MUNROE No. I gave him what he needed. And it wasn't some bitch in a G-string. It was you. A little brother that looked up to him, that he could trust. And now he loves me. He'd do anything for me. And I gotta tell you, Sam, that kind of devotion? I mean, watching someone kill for you? It's the best feeling in the world. SAM Is that why you're slutting all over town? MUNROE Ahh. I get bored, like we all do. And I wanna fall in love again. And again...and again.

have to do some mental gymnastics to not understand that as wincest, i think. still hard to wrap my head around that making it to the screen. anyway. dean wants to bang amara, let's get to it

DEAN It was Amara. SAM That surprise you? DEAN That doesn’t surprise you? SAM Honestly? DEAN Honestly? You seriously think the sister of God is my deepest darkest desire? SAM She isn’t? DEAN No! She can’t be! SAM Why not? DEAN Why? Because if she is that means that I’m… SAM Means you’re what? Complicit? Weak? Evil? DEAN For starters, yeah.

SAM Dean. Do you honestly think you ever had a choice in the matter? She’s the sister of God, and for some reason she picked you and that sucks, but if you think I’m gonna blame you or judge you…I’m not. DEAN You know that I want her ass dead. SAM Yes. Of course. And I know you’ve also probably beaten yourself up a hundred times over it, but where has that gotten us? Just how bad is it? DEAN Standing here right now, every bone in my body wants to run her through. Send her back to that hole she crawled out of. But when I’m near her, I don’t know. Something happens and I can’t explain it, but to call it desire or love…it’s not that. I’m screwed man. We wanna kill the darkness. We need to kill the darkness. And I don’t think I can. I’m sorry to do that to you, ya know, but when it comes right down to it… SAM I got it Dean.

i honestly can't remember the last time they had that open of a conversation. dare i say, that's practically out of character understanding from sam, when it comes to dean hiding something important like that. i fully expected the show to have him flip his lid over dean not telling him something relevant to their big monster hunt, not trusting him with being able to handle the truth. maybe i'm just jaded by how they've done overblown brother conflict for so many seasons. but anyway, i'm thankful for sam being so reasonable and understanding. i'm thankful for dean just telling him straight up what's going on and that he can recognize he can't just power through this problem. usually they only talk this way with other people, it's nice to have it directed at each other for once. still a little bit in shock, honestly.

i like how they focused on the money he left to cover the damages again after showing him slip it under initially. like hello fans yes they do try to cover the fact that they're constantly wrecking motel rooms. feel like these later seasons have a lot of little nods like that (like say, the rock paper scissors, a bitch/jerk moment in 11x04, etc)

[gladerwolfstarkimagines]

Asami Sato x Female Air Bender Series: Part Two.

Part One Here

As things esculate in Republic City so does your relationship with Asami but with civil war looming, a jealous boyfriend and some Avatar antics in the mix will you ever get your chance with her?

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The police search of Asami’s house actually revealed a secret tunnel to an underground factory Hiroshi was using to supply the equalists with weapons. Everyone was shocked and you apologised to Korra for not believing her and all was well again between you...but Asami’s world was falling apart. 

Asami arrived on Air Temple Island early the following morning and you saw how nervous she looked. From the look on her face you guessed she hadn’t slept a wink and watched as she surveyed the island with a wary expression. Asami finally spotted you and she smiled. You smiled back and came to stand beside her with Korra. "Hey, wow you travel so light only 20 bags?" you teased and Asami rolled her eyes hiding a smile "just be glad I only brought one car". You laughed "wow you are slumming it! Come with us and we'll show you the barracks". Of course your brother Meelo came snooping and you managed to get rid of him with some air bending. Asami laughed as Meelo spun round and round in the air tornado you’d created. "Will he be okay?" she asked watching him struggle to break out. You nodded "he’ll be fine. It’ll wear off in like 5 minutes...5 max either way it’ll teach him to not be a creep around women". "Uh huh...well we can’t all be as smooth as you" Asami replied. You knew that was sarcasm but smiled brightly "thank you I do try" making Asami laugh.

You showed Asami to her room and asked if she needed any help unpacking. She refused but when you said you didn’t mind she agreed. Mako found you hours later laid on the sofa together laughing. You’d only managed to unpack half the boxes which Mako didn’t seem to find it funny. When Asami went to the bathroom he spun on you. "Look what's your deal?" Mako asked and you paused "what do you mean?". "Well are you trying to steal my girlfriend or not?". You frowned "One I can’t steal Asami because she doesn’t belong to you and two of course not!". Mako blushed "I didn't mean she...I just meant after what Korra said, you like her?". You paused "yes. I think Asami is wonderful and before I knew she was dating anyone I was interested in her but I respect the fact she’s got a partner and won’t try anything with her. You have my word, airbender promise". Mako pauses "but why not? Many people in your position would". You shrugged "it’s not honest or a good way to build a relationship. Plus it’s just a pretty horrible thing to do to Asami and you. I'd never do anything like that". Mako was taken back but seemed satisfied "oddly I actually believe you" he said "thanks I guess...for being so cool". You smiled "no problem but treat her right yeah? Asami is a great girl". Mako blushed but nodded "will do" and walked away. You watched him go and sighed, you doubted he’d suddenly start treating her better but who knew. 

After dinner Asami said she wanted to take a walk. You thought it would be good for her but when she hadn’t returned an hour later you grew worried. You began searching the grounds and found her sitting staring at the ocean. "You okay?" you asked coming to sit beside her and Asami jumped before nodding. "Well that was convincing" you chuckled and Asami sighed "sorry I was just thinking about my dad". You frowned "Do you want to talk about him?". Asami was about to say no when she saw your eyes and she felt relaxed and comfortable. You had this calming aura and it affected her every time. So Asami talked to you about why she thought her father was doing what he was doing. Payback for her mother’s death. "See my mom was the love of my father’s life. She had a really bad pregnancy with me and almost died giving birth. My dad was terrified of losing her and so they agreed to not have any more children. He valued and loved her too much to risk her life so when she was killed it was his worst nightmare. He’d done so much to protect her and to have her taken despite all they’d done...I thought he’d gotten better with time but clearly not. He got better because he just shifted his attention to revenge...I know this in no way justifies what he did but it makes me feel sad thinking about it. I keep wondering if we’d talked about her more or gone to therapy or something it might’ve been different". You frowned “see the thing is you have no idea if it would have changed anything. It might not have done anything to change your father and even if it would have, it’s not your fault that you didn’t. Asami you were the kid, it wasn’t your job to make your parent happy. That burden wasn’t yours and anything your father did is his fault alone. You did nothing wrong”. Tears welled in Asami’s eyes and she wasn’t even sure why, maybe it was just nice to hear someone say that and reassure her? Either way she tried to blink back the tears but one fell down her face. You passed her a tissue and watched her, your face full of concern. Asami wondered why you were looking at her like that. Why did you care for her so much? You were so kind to her but Asami had no idea what she’d done to deserve it. Either way she decided to take the comfort and smiled at you softly “thankyou y/n I...I needed that”. You smiled “no problem, if you ever need to talk about your parents or just have a cry my door’s always open”. Asami smiled and nodded. “I’m gonna head back inside, come in soon yeah” you told her patting her shoulder and you walked away leaving Asami feeling lighter from your conversation. It suddenly occurred to her she couldn’t have had that conversation with Mako. He wasn’t good with emotions or comforting people verbally. Asami wasn’t sure why she was comparing the two of you all of a sudden and she shook the odd thought from her head. Mako was her boyfriend and she was happy with him...wasn’t she?

When Korra told you they were all going into the city to hunt the equalists and break curfew you were down of course. The car was only meant for four people so it was a bit of a tight squeeze and you got sat between Mako and Korra of all people. You weren’t sure if you were reading it right but there seemed to be some tension between the two of them and Asami. You meant to ask Korra about it but didn’t get a chance. You soon found out Tarrloq was rounding up non-benders and arresting them for protesting the power shortages to their homes. Things soon escalated and you watched the situation staying neutral until the guards touched Asami. “Hey get off me!” you heard Asami yell and turned to see one was trying to handcuff her and your anger appeared. "Get your hands off her!" you cried and air bent them away from her harshly. You grabbed Asami’s arm and helped her up "are you okay?". She nodded "thanks" and stepped closer to you and with good reason, the other guards had seen what you’d done and were closing in. "The thorn in my side that is y/n" Tarlock glared "are you really dragging the whole air nation into this for some girl?". "Are you really going to judge a whole nation by the actions of one person? Here I was thinking the a council member from the Water Tribe would know why such prejudices are so wrong" you shot back. Tarlock glared "she’s a non-bender out after curfew, move aside or we arrest you too". You laughed "i’d like to see you try, ever gone toe to toe with an airbender before? I thought not". Your cocky smile didn’t put him off and Tarlock just glared signalling his men to move in. Evidently the guards had not fought an airbender before. You wiped the floor with them, literally but more and more kept appearing. When Tarlock decided enough was enough he took out a stun gun and fired it at you. It hit you square in the back and you fell down convulsing. “Y/n!” Asami cried holding you and Korra’s temper peaked. “Tarrloq!” she yelled and raised a huge earth barrier ready to throw it at him. However Tarrloq soon twisted the situation and made Korra back down. By then you were more aware of the situation and you told Korra it was okay. As the Avatar she couldn’t get arrested but you were fine. “Go get my dad” you told her as Asami helped you into the police van “i’ll keep everyone entertained in prison”. Korra grinned despite herself and nodded to you “I’ll get you all out I promise!”. You waved to her as best you could and the doors were shut carting you off to prison.

While Korra and Tenzin were hurrying to broker your escape you were relaxing in your cell with Asami now fully recovered. "How are you so calm?" Asami asked and you shrugged "air bender?". She laughed "so now you're using the stereotype". You smiled "well when it’s convenient why not? Plus I've been in jail before...Lin’s a good host". "Really? How!" she cried and you chuckled "okay so I was 14 and i thought nobody would mind if I practised my air dives of the top of the tower. Long story short I caused a public disturbance and scared a lot of people...a few cars crashed and I may or may not have ruined an expensive bridge but my dives got better and it only cost me a night in prison!". Asami just stared at you "you're the oddest person I've ever met". You fanned your face "Asami Sato you sweet talker, do you flirt with all the girls like this?". Asami laughed "I just mean I've never met anyone like you. Every story you have is so odd and interesting I...it baffles me". You smiled "coming from someone as impressive as you that means a lot” and Asami blushed. There was tension in the atmosphere so you smiled "hey wanna play a game?".

Lin opened the door and groaned "really y/n you're playing prison ping pong again?". You laughed "well why not? And this time i have someone to play with!". "How are you your father’s daughter?" Lin asked. "Well see my mom and dad were drunk one night and they got these urges...". "Stop it!” Lin cried and Asami snorted with laughter. "You're so odd for an Airbender" Lin groaned and you grinned "so i’ve been told” looking to Asami who blushed. “Alright do you want to get out of here or not?” Lin asked and that caught your attention.

After your stint in prison things got even worse. Amon made his move and officially took over Republic City. Your family was forced to flee but you wanted to fight and seeing as you’d just turned 18 there was nothing your parents could do to stop you. So they wished you good luck and told you and Korra to protect one another. You did and soon took refuge in the Republic City sewer system. It wasn’t great but it was safe and dry so you were happy however there was trouble in paradise. 

Mako had been acting very cold to Asami and to make matters worse he was tripping over himself to do anything Korra asked. Mako and Asami seemed to be on the outs but you didn’t want any part of it. You noticed Asami was upset and tried being there for her but also wanted to keep a clear distance so it wasn’t like you were moving in...Asami however was seeking you out more than ever and you realised you were her closest friend and ally here. "Do you think he likes Korra?" Asami asked one day and you paused. You knew there was a kiss but Korra was your friend so you didn’t want to sell her out. You bit your lip "they do have a history together and I think if you're really worried you should asked Mako what happened between them". Asami’s eyes widened "something happened?". You nodded "yes but I don’t want to betray Korra’s trust. She’s my friend and it should come from her or Mako". You were worried Asami would be angry but she nodded "I get that. Thanks anyway y/n" and she walked away.

Unfortunately living in such close quarters you all heard the argument when Asami confronted Mako about his past with Korra. Mako didn’t take the conversation well and he dragged you into it. “Well y/n’s only saying this because she likes you! She’s breaking us up on purpose” you heard Mako yell and winced “that is so not what I was doing” you muttered. Korra nodded sympathetically when suddenly Asami appeared and made a beeline for you, Mako trailing. Korra and Bolin made themselves scarce and you wished you could do that too. You considering airballing out of here but figured that’d make things more awkward, so you decided to take it like a grown-up and waited for Asami. 

“Is it true?” she asked reaching you and you shook your head “no I’d never break you up on purpose!”. “So you don’t like me?” Asami asked. You hesitated “I do have feelings for you but Asami what he’s saying isn’t true!”. “Ow come you’ve been invested in our break up from the start!” Mako called and you rolled your eyes “stop trying to dig yourself out of this by dragging me and Korra into it”. “Korra? Why Korra?” Asami asked and you froze “no reason...she’s nothing to do with this”. Asami saw the look on Mako’s face and shook her head “I’m such an idiot, so did you and Korra plan this?" Asami asked "break me and Mako up for fun?". "No not at all! I didn’t even know you were dating Mako when we saw each other at the party". "But you did every occasion after...I can’t believe this". "Asami there’s nothing to believe! Yes Korra joked about the idea but I told her no and she moved on. Neither of us were planning anything we just both happened to like you and Mako". "Quite a coincidence" Asami said in a sarcastic tone and you sighed "Asami please you have to believe me! I'd never do anything to upset you". "Why would I believe you? I have literally no reason to" Asami stated and she stormed away.

You noticed Mako watching and glared "why did you do that?". "Do what? Tell my girlfriend you have a thing for her? Maybe for the same reason you told her about me and Korra". You glared "i didn’t do that to try and get with Asami i did it because she deserved to know especially with how you've been treating her". "How I’ve...I've not done anything". You rolled your eyes "Mako it's clear you like Korra do so do the right thing and choose one of them! You'll only hurt both of them if you keep going like this and they’re far too good for that so do everyone a favour and step up!". You stormed away unaware Asami had heard everything. 

After that things were understandably pretty awkward. Poor Bolin was stuck right in the middle of it and you tried relieving some of the pressure by teaming up with him. Asami went with General Iroh and Korra went with Mako. Your and Bolin’s plan was going great...until Asami and Iroh got captured. You managed to get into the compound but couldn’t find Asami. You heard smashing and ran towards the sound only to find Asami facing off with her father. You were momentarily stunned before you realised Asami was losing. “Haven’t you hurt her enough?” you yelled and used a large air gust to knock him into a wall. “Y/n?” Asami asked and you nodded “are you okay?”. She nodded and her father got back up. You stepped between him and Asami and he laughed “you really think a mere air bender can stop one of these suits?”. “Haven’t you heard? I’m not just any Airbender” you replied and leapt onto your own air scooter. 

The fight was more difficult than you’d anticipated. The suit was too heavy for you to knock it around properly and you’d already been electrocuted once but you wouldn’t let Hiroshi win and hurt Asami. Asami herself was also fighting tooth and nail to help you but it was hard with the damage to her suit. Finally you managed to knock out the blasters on the suit and focused your attention on the back which Asami told you had the power system. Your goal was to prise the suit apart and so you kept focusing your airbending on that area while also trying to avoid getting hit by the metal arms. You managed to knock the suit to the floor and Asami leapt on the legs “go y/n!” she cried and you ran up and gripped the back of the suit. You used your airbending and prised the suit open inch by inch. Your arms were screaming for you to stop but you were so close so you kept going. Finally the back of the suit fell apart and you felt something pop in your arm. You cried out sinking to your knee but managed to stand after a few breaths. The suit fell apart and when Hiroshi crawled out of the suit you pinned him to the floor with your good arm. “Y/n?” you heard Asami call and she froze when she saw your limp arm “you’re hurt”. “I’m okay, are you?” you asked. “Yeah...y/n I’ve been thinking” when Bolin showed up with General Iroh. 

After that Hiroshi was arrested and you all returned to Republic City to find the rebellion crumbling. Korra had done it! You were thrilled even if your arm was killing you. Your family returned the second they heard the news and of course they began fussing over you. Tenzin actually insisted on flying you all the way to your grandmother Katara in the South Pole to have it healed and made you stay overnight there too. So you didn’t return to Republic City until a few days later but when you got back all your friends were there waiting. Korra rushed to hug you first and you winced loudly as she knocked your arm. “Y/n i’m so sorry!” she cried and you grinned “I’m just messing with you! Katara herself healed it, it’s as good as new! Try punching me in it!”. Korra got ready to but much to Tenzin’s relief Asami rushed forwards hugging you “i’m so glad you’re okay! Thank you so much for saving me from my father”. You were very pleased she didn’t seem angry at you anymore and you smiled “you never have to thank me for something like that Asami”. Asami blushed but you didn’t notice as Bolin bundled into you picking you up. “Hey be careful with her” Mako called and you paused, shocked him of all people would be worried about you. “I erm...it’s good to see you’re okay and I’m sorry about what happened before”. You smiled and punched his arm “i’m sorry too, friends?”. Mako nodded but you noticed his eyes on Korra behind you. You shot her a “you have to fill me in later” look and followed your family inside. 

Your siblings had insisted on throwing you a welcome home party which was adorable if a little taxing. Ikki wouldn’t leave your side, Jinora kept watching you anxiously and rushed to grab anything for you and Meelo...well he showed you he loved you by demanding you watch him airbend. You finally managed to get away with Korra’s help and stood outside overlooking the ocean. “Hey can I join you?” a voice called and you turned to see Asami. “Unless you want to be alone?” she asked and you shook your head “no join me, I’ve missed that Sato humour i’m so fond of”. Asami smiled and came to stand beside you. “The ocean looks beautiful” she said suddenly and you smirked looking at her “yeah it does...are you okay? Just that was totally a line you say when you don’t know what else to say”. Asami laughed but was blushing like crazy “you can always see straight through me...I’ve actually been wanting to talk to you since the day of the battle...I need to tell you something but it’s kind of difficult so can you not reply until I’m done?”. You nodded “of course” and took a deep breath to prepare.  

Asami did the same thing and then locked eyes with you “First I wanted to apologise for what happened with Mako. I spoke to Korra and she told me you never planned anything and how you were telling the truth. I also want to thank you for standing up to Mako for me, I heard you do it after I’d just yelled at you and I’ve never had anyone be so kind to me before. I think that’s why I assumed you must’ve had something to gain but no, you’re just that type of person”. You went to comment you weren’t a saint but remembered your promise so closed your mouth.

 "And then the way you defended me against my father...the truth is you're the strongest person I've ever met" Asami admitted "you have this infectious personality and being with you feels like you're floating or something. You make me laugh more than anyone I've ever met and your stories are the greatest thing I've ever heard along with your wit. But the crazy thing is you're not just some goofy Airbender. I can have deep conversations with you, ones about my parents and my childhood and stuff. You just make me comfortable and when you defended me that night we got arrested...see with Mako I feel safe and protected physically but that's all. Emotionally I'm vulnerable but that’s not the case with you. You protect me but you also care for me beyond the physical. You seemed to care more for my well-being than my own boyfriend. I have no idea how one person can be so complex but I know I want to find out more about you. I want you y/n" Asami said and you blinked in surprise. 

You went to speak but hesitated and Asami nodded “i’m done you can talk now”.  You laughed "well all I have to say is you...do? You like me?". Asami nodded "I've always been attracted to you and I ignored the way you make me feel but no more. I want you if you want me". You smiled “that’s not even a question, of course I want you". Asami smiled and leaned in closer but you paused "wait are you and Mako...if you're not broke up then we shouldn’t". Asami shook her head “we broke up the day of the battle, I realised I liked you and so I ended it”. You smiled “well in that case...” and kissed her. You were a bit cautious but Asami wrapped her arms around you pleasantly surprising you. You smiled and kissed her back, picking her up with your airbending and twirling her dramatically. Asami laughed as the wind rushed through her hair and stared at you. Her gaze was so intense it almost made you blush but only almost. 

“So do you have any dinner plans tonight or...?" you asked once you’d separated. Asami smiled "No. Would you like to take me out y/n?". "I've wanted to do that since I first laid eyes on you but yes I would Asami Sato". Asami blushed but nodded "then it's a date".

                                                         The End

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I’ve totally forgiven Mako but I hated how he made Asami feel in the first two books. Asami and Korra are both such great women they didn’t deserve to be cheated on that’s why I wanted a character to come in and completely sweep Asami off her feet (hence why I created a cocky gay female airbender). 

Also I don’t think Asami gets enough credit for how much she rolled with the punches in Book 1. She literally could’ve hated Korra so easily and been the typical girl who hates other girls but she didn’t and that says a LOT about her character. I’m so glad the writers didn’t make her a villan. 

[camsthisky]

For the Extravaganza: "Ladies love a man who's good with kids" from the third list down on your post. It'd be cool if you did something with Dick in the 17-21 age range!

I am still trying to figure out Robin!Jason's voice, and this was a perfect chance to practice!

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“Alfred!” says Dick before Jason can get in a word of hello. “How the heck am I supposed to take care of a baby?!”

Jason blinks incredulously and tightens his grip on the manor phone he’d just picked up after its incessant ringing had started to annoy him. “Why do you have a baby?”

“Jason?” Dick asks. “Where’s Alfred?”

“Not here,” Jason says. “Again, Dickface, why do you have a baby?”

“Not important.”

Jason takes the cordless phone and sits up on the kitchen counter by the window, peering out into the late afternoon to see if he can spot Alfred pulling up in the driveway. “Kinda sounds important.”

“I need Alfred,” Dick says again. There’s a wailing sound, and yep. That’s a baby. DIck sighs in frustration. “Crap.”

“Been crying a lot?” Jason wonders.

“Yeah,” Dick says, and he sounds resigned to the fact that he’s not going to get Alfred. Jason’s the only one home right now, after all. It’s him or nothing. “I can’t get her to calm down.”

“Maybe she’s hungry.”

“I already tried feeding her.” Dick makes a shushing noise that does absolutely nothing to stop the crying. “I’ve tried everything I can think of. Her diaper is clean, she doesn’t want to eat, she won’t go down for a nap, and she keeps throwing away her pacifier. I have no idea what to do.”

It’s the first time Jason has ever heard Dick sound so lost. In the entire year he’s been living with Bruce, the times he’s seen or talked to Dick, the man has always seemed so self-assured. 

It kind of throws Jason for a loop. Enough for him to start wracking his own brains for a solution. “Uh. Maybe she misses her mom? Or dad? Or whoever usually takes care of her.”

Dick is silent for a moment, before quietly, he says, “Maybe.”

“Are you babysitting?” Jason pushes. “Because a distraction might be the best option, if her mom isn’t available right now.”

“It’s my neighbor’s kid,” Dick finally says. “I heard her crying through the wall this morning, and when I went to go check it out, her mom was passed out in the kitchen. She’s at the hospital right now, and her partner is five hours away at the earliest. I’m all she’s got right now.”

Jason swallows past the sudden lump in his throat. “Bummer.”

Dick huffs an unamused laugh. “Yeah. Bummer.”

“Maybe I can head over there and help?” Jason offers.

It’s not like this would be the first time he’s ever watched kids before. He used to babysit his downstairs neighbors’ twin terrors for a while before his mom died.

There’s another uptick in crying on the other line, and Dick’s voice is muffled as he talks to the baby softly. After a minute the crying decreases in volume.

“Yeah,” Dick says. “If you want to, that’d be great. It’d be good to have another hand until her other mom gets here.”

“Okay,” Jason says. “Alfred should be back soon. I’ll ask him to drop me off.”

“Thanks, Jason,” says Dick. “I know I’m not around the manor a lot, but I still appreciate this. And I would come running if you ever asked me to.”

Jason shifts uncomfortably. “Yeah, well. Ladies love a man who's good with kids, right? I’m only doing this for practice. And for the baby, because you’re hopeless.”

Dick laughs, for the first time the entire call, sounding somewhat like himself. “I guess I am, yeah. Thanks, Jay. I’ll see you soon.”

“Bye, Dickhead.”

Jason hangs up to Dick’s uptick in laughter, and tries to pretend he isn’t as red in the face as he feels.

He jumps off the counter and starts to pack up his homework. Hopefully, Alfred will be here soon, and Jason can get to helping out his older brother. That’s what family does, right?

[dgknightblue]

I was thinking about El Dorado and RVB after the song good to be a god came on and wondered how I could twist it in any way I want.

Who are the main characters pretending to be god?

Church for one.

So that leaves the other one.

They were a blue and a red.

I thought about Simmons, but like I don’t know if it works.

I don’t remember the names of the main characters it’s been a long time since I’ve watched it.

There are a number ways this could work.

Kai is a thief they meet that gets flirty with Church to help her out.

The sword fighting at the beginning, really like the whole sister bit, but I like the idea of Simmons kind being family so he’d know Carolina’s the best…..

Maybe after they help Kai they meet Tex? I don’t ship Kai with anyone.

Hm…..

Actually I’ve got this idea of Grif somehow tricking Simmons into marrying him. Like there’s this place where Simmons and his family live that’s off limits.

Simmons is the “weakest” of the kin still living because he use to get sick often as a child and he thinks he’s the only “fully human” family member.

Uh or his family just has special powers and he thinks he never got any so the others are a tad protective and it’s also because he was the sickly child back then.

So closed off, sheltered Simmons rarely ever meets anyone because he’s rarely aloud out of the private land or home. He’s got this backstory that’s kind of sad.

His dad was hitter before he left, so Simmons’ mom wanted him to be safe when she couldn’t be there, she moved into her sister’s home.

Wither or not you want to do Trans Simmons is up to you, but I do just so you know.

How do simmons and grif meet?

Kai got into a little trouble due to a scuffle and Grif was trying to bail her out and they had to run. They hid in one of Simmons’ hiding spots in the forest surrounding his home.

He had a complete and utter panic attack so they had to calm him down. Afterwards, they realized where they are (in a very well known piece of private property) and who they are with (a sheltered, innocent, and possibly very important kin to the land owners and who is also visibly terrified but not hostile).

Believing in magic (don’t know if I want actual magic or just superstitious peoples) and hearing the rumors about the people of the property, Grif offers to be Simmons friend in exchange for safety.

Simmons (who crushes easily and has a few rejections behind him) lights up and throws any caution out the window. Grif realizes Simmons is blindly trusting him and that he’s so fxcking lonely.

But Grif knows only kin are allowed to be on the land, so he thinks fast on how to make his proposal semi official in a short amount of time.

First is words of promise

Second is mutual agreement

Third is proof

Kai helps them and stays quiet about what she thinks about this. It’s fxcked up they are tricking this poor guy, but also they need the protection.

Simmons is chatting excitedly about his new friends and wants to tell his mom about them. They aren’t excited about that.

Simmons holding Grif’s hand as he leads them to his house and that he’s the only one home right now, he was making pastries!

Grif might have just lucked out.

Soooo Simmons was already a very domestic and now he’s on his way to being a full househusband/ malewife. He doesn’t know what personal space is or the difference between friendly and lovestruck so he’s just feeding Grif by hand and wiping his face for him and embarrassing him in front of Kai and she’s trying not to laugh at her just engaged brother.

It comes up somehow, but Simmons gives Grif a thank you kiss on his cheek and he’s snuggling him- WHY IS HE SITTING ON HIS LAP???

“GET YOUR GAWD DXMNED HANDS OFF MY NEPHEW!!!!”, says a tall, angry man in light blue.

Simmons can’t read the fxcking room so he cheerfully waves.

“Hi uncle Church, this is my boyfriend! I just met him today!”

“Oh shxt don’t say it like that!?”

Kai’s having a blast now. Here comes Caboose!!! Yoinking Simmons to go play and eat the rest of the pastries. The Grif’s are left

[Unfinished, abandoned idea]

[countrymusiclover]

87 - What's the Hollow

Part 88

Gemini Runaway

@icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

Shutting the car door Klaus and I helped the girls out of the car when we entered New Orleans. With its busy streets and loud music. Alina whined following my heels. “Why did we have to leave Mystic Falls?”

“Because your uncle Jacob said he needed our help. And we answer the call when family needs your help.” I explained to her, leading her into the cabin in the bayou.

Klaus opened the door for us where I saw my niece laying underneath a bunch of blankets on a bed. “Rae, Klaus. Thank goodness you all are here.” Hayley said in relief, coming over and hugging me.

“Yeah of course. So what exactly has been happening?” I hugged her for a moment, breaking the embrace.

My brother came out of the small kitchen with some hot chocolate. “She started shaking and crying in her sleep. So Hayley and I did a mind dive with our vampire powers. But all we saw was a bright blue light and then some darkness. Here you go honey, drink this.” Andrea groaned when he helped her sit up and drink the warm liquid he had for her.

“Well that sounds like an ordinary witch torture spell to me.” Klaus scoffed putting his hands in the pocket of his black jacket.

Hayley glanced up at me once she looked at her little girl. “Raelyn, could you maybe siphon whatever is inside her away?”

“Uh oh. Hayley I don’t think that would work exactly.” Wrapping my arms around myself I clicked my tounge in regret. “Our power doesn’t work that way. Yes we can siphon magic but I don’t think we can siphon away simple nightmares.”

She drops down beside her daughter when she starts mumbling something we couldn’t place. “Andrea, sweetheart. What’s wrong?”

“Mom. Dad?” Missy called our attention away from the three, “Can you hear them, too?”

Klaus stepped towards her, bending down on a knee. “What's going on?”

Moving to stand by him I asked the girls. “Look at me. Tell me what you heard.”

Alina mumbles quietly. “Voices. They said that we're connected to this. Us and Andrea.The witches. The Ancestors. They have a message for us. A warning.”

“Tell me what they said, Lina.” Klaus placed a hand on her cheek.

Hope finished looking directly at me and Nik. “They want you to go to St. Anne's Church to talk to them. They said you have to do exactly what they say, and you have to do it now.”

Andrea moaned in agony finishing the message. “Before the Hollow comes for us.”

Hayley turns on her heels kissing her daughter’s forehead coming back over to us about to leave until Klaus grabbed her by her arm. “Where do you think you are going, little wolf?”

“Look, it's my daughter’s life we are talking about. So if you and Raelyn are going to learn about this thing then I am coming with you.” She snapped, lifting her head upwards to his.

He released her wrist gesturing towards the doorway. “Ladies first then.”

The three of us entered the church not seeing anyone here. Hayley mumbles stopping beside me. “It's quiet.”

“Of course it's quiet. It's a trap.” Klaus rolled his eyes.

She remains hopeful. “We don't know that.”

“New Orleans witches have hated my family for three centuries. Of course it's a trap.” My husband teased her.

“The coven protects their own.” Hayley spoke towards him. “You’re girls and mine is one of them now. She's part of their legacy.”

Klaus glanced in my direction seeing that I hadn’t said anything. “Our daughters are a far cry from a French Quarter fortune-teller. And while we're on the subject, they’re nine and six. If anyone wants to talk to them, they should ask my permission.”

Hayley smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. “You're gonna be a lot of fun when she starts dating.”

“Let’s not discuss that.” I snorted out a laugh covering my mouth with my hands imagining that conversation already.

He glared at me shrugging his shoulders. “I'm gonna be a perfect gentleman. And should any of her suitors fail to meet my expectations, I'll compel them to the priesthood. Oh, look, Harvest Girls. I assume you speak on behalf of your Ancestors.”

One of the four girl’s steps forward. “Provided that you've come in peace.”

Klaus sent her a look. “Well, that depends on you, doesn't it?”

The girl walked forward with the other three following her toes. “We don't want a fight. We're here to offer a deal.”

Another girl tilted her head where I remembered that Elijah had told us while we were gone that he got the link to the ancestors back. “Although your brother did murder all four of us, so let's not pretend we're friends.”

My husband growled at her face. “Please consider all pretense of friendship dropped. Where are the Ancestors?”

The four Harvest girls with the third turning to us. “We need your blood.”

My husband was sitting down beside me. “That's funny, I didn't hear you say "please."

The fourth girl snapped. “If you want answers, we have to guide you to the Ancestors. But since you aren't witches...We need to bend the rules.”

“How exactly does that happen?” I asked getting to my feet.

The girls said back. “Simple loophole. You're both bound by blood to a New Orleans witch. We can use the link to your child to cast a spell and link you to an audience with the dead.”

Hayley bites into her wrist dropping down where it was needed. I raised my wrist up drawing my own blood with Nik doing the same glaring at the witches. “Why do I get the feeling there's something you're not mentioning?”

“Just one thing... This is gonna hurt.” The other witch said before I grabbed my head and we all collapsed onto the floor in pain until we woke up in a blue room that looked exactly like the church we were in.

Klaus grumbled holding his head. “Now can I be angry at them?”

Forcing myself up to my feet I grunted dusting my hands off on my jeans. "Oh don't worry I'll be giving them some serious payback when we get out of here."

Hayley groaned looking around the empty church. "Get angry later. We're here now. We may as well get some answers."

Klaus glared at her, taking my hand in his. "So are we to wander around this dreary purgatory in search of lost souls?"

A figure appears from the shadows. "I wasn't sure you were gonna show up."

"Well, I'm full of surprises. I hope you intend to make our trip worth the effort." My husband rolls his eyes toward the stranger.

“As a matter of fact, I do.” The figure removed her hood revealing a familiar witch. “And you are gonna listen to every single word I have to say, because right now, I'm the only thing standing between you and the Hollow.”

I sighed in relief rushing forward and by some surprise I could actually hug her. “Davina Claire, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. Oh, I’ve missed you.”

She hugged me back, breaking the hug. “I’ve missed you too, Rae. I wish it was under better circumstances though.”

“Me too. But we are here to help my brother's daughter Andrea. I’ve been told she’s been seeing blue lights and voices speaking to her. So what exactly was the Hollow?” I questioned the French quarter witch holding her hands in mine.

“It begins a thousand years before the city was founded. Two rival tribes decided to combine their power. They thought that by uniting in peace, they would enter a new age of harmony.

A marriage was arranged. Two powerful witches joined together to create a unified coven. That marriage bore a child. For nine months, the tribe elders visited the mother, using magic to grant the child great power in hopes that the newborn would become a symbol of prosperity. But they had no idea what they were bringing into the world. She was named Inadu. Soon it was clear that she was stronger than anyone could imagine.And that she had a terrible hunger for more power still. And that's how the Hollow was born.” Davaina explained the entire story to the three of us but she didn’t tell us everything.

Klaus tugged me away from the witch where I met his gaze when he asked the question where we were all thinking. “Well, this is all frightening fodder for campfire tales, but how do we kill her?”

"You don't understand." Davina shook her head. "You can't."

Removing my hand from hers I shrugged my shoulders in disbelief. "That's not possible. There's always a loophole. Everything can be killed one way or another. So what aren't you telling us?"

"Well I'm done talking to you. Sorry Raelyn." She grabbed Hayley's hand before she disappeared before our eyes.

Klaus hollers her name. "Davina! Rae?"

When he turned to me I fell backwards onto the floor. The next time I opened my eyes I was back in the normal church. "Davina! Damn it, Klaus. Klaus, wake up. Wake up!" Crawling over to my husband's knocked out body beside me I put my hands on his chest.

A Few moments later I saw Hayley run in with Marcel and Elijah. "Raelyn, Davina's gonna sacrifice Klaus to put the Hollow down."

"What the hell is wrong with her!" Scrambling to my feet I growled standing in front of the others. "Davina, you've got two seconds to show yourself!"

She revealed herself with magic giving me a sad look. "I'm sorry, Rae. But this will save the city."

"I don't care, D. You will not sacrifice my husband!" I growled raising my hand causing her to grab her head for a minute.

Marcel put a hand on my shoulder where I dropped my hand. "D. There's got to be another way."

"I was just waiting for the weapon, but now that you're here...I'm sorry. But you need to kill him." She raised her hands dragging Marcel towards her. With her other hand she made his blood leave his body heading towards my husband's passed out body.

Marcel winced in pain. "No, Davina."

She snapped at him. "He's lived ten lifetimes, that's more than enough."

Vamping forward I tried to strike her again but I smacked head first into a barrier spell. "Urgh! No! He's my girl's father."

"They'll still have you. But if we don't stop the Hollow, then they will die." Davina started her spell again until the doors opened behind us.

"Hope, Alina, Missy!" I gasped when Elijah turned on his feet facing them.

I could hear the wind blowing where I glanced over my shoulder seeing my daughters. The triplets intertwined hands doing a spell. "No! You promised to help, but you're not helping. You're hurting us, and I won't let you."

"Impulsa…come on, Klaus."

Davina got thrown backwards by magic. While I ran back over to my husband shoving my hands over his chest, shocking his heart.

He gasped upright sharply grasping my forearm slowly glancing at me. "Raelyn…"

"Daddy!" Missy called his name, flinging her arms around his neck. Hope and Alina follow behind her, hugging him tightly.

He closed his eyes briefly, lifting his gaze up to meet mine. "Thank you, girls…" Dropping down on my knees I hugged them all tightly relieved that we were all fine.

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