#nobody is ready on what happened to Max's dad

[hotpinkmoon]

How is nobody talking about monster max. Lol imagine trying to top him when he's that big

He's the least popular that's why...

Good luck to anyone that tops him

[starkwlkr]

Can you do max having a son? Nobody knew he had a girlfriend or a child except his mother and sister… until they see him interacting with a child that’s running around the paddock calling him daddy at one of the races.

daddy max | max verstappen

idk if max’s mom lives in the netherlands so for this imagine her and victoria live there 🧍🏽‍♀️ ok? ok 🫶🏼

Noah was a daddy's boy, it was clear. From the day he was born, Noah was declared Max's buddy. They did everything together, except when Max was racing of course. The two parents wanted to keep the young boy away from the spotlight so they never posted about him on their social media. Noah’s existence was unknown to many, fans, press even the drivers. Of course Max and Y/n’s family knew about the little boy. While Max was racing, Noah and Y/n would stay with Max’s mom, Sophie, and his sister, Victoria.

Once Noah had turned four years old, Max had a talk with Y/n. He wanted no more than to show the world his son. He would never admit it, but Max was jealous of Sergio. He got to celebrate his wins with his family while Max had to wait for a phone call from Y/n. But he always looked forward to that phone call.

“Come on, he’ll love it.” Max said over the phone. The next race was the Australian Grand Prix and he really wanted his son and partner to be there.

“He has been asking when his daddy is coming home. We both miss you. And he did ask when he can see the big cars in person.” Y/n sighed. “What about the press?”

“What about them?”

“What are they going to think when they find out the golden boy of Red Bull is a dad? They’re going to put two and two together and find out I had Noah at twenty.” Y/n said. They were young, even Jos was against them having Noah, but Max wasn’t going anywhere. He was going to be there for his son even if his father didn’t like the idea.

“Who cares if they find out we’re young parents. I love you and Noah and I finally want Noah to see his dad race. Sergio is constantly asking when you and I are going to have kids, you know?” Max chuckled.

“Of course. Listen, I’ll talk to you later. You need to rest.” Y/n spoke.

“But are you and Noah coming?”

“Bye, max.” Y/n said as she ended the phone call. Little did Max know, she and Noah were on the way to Max’s hotel room. Noah was almost half asleep, but he claimed he wanted to stay up to surprise his dad. “Go to sleep, baby. We’ll see daddy soon.” Y/n whispered to her son.

Max was getting ready for bed when he heard a knock on the door. He figured it was someone from the team or Daniel. When he opened the door, he immediately hugged his partner and his son even he the little guy was passed out with drool coming from the corner of his mouth.

“Surprised?” Y/n chuckled as Max took Noah from her arms.

“You’re evil. You had me thinking I wasn’t going to see you two at all this weekend.” Max kissed Noah’s forehead then set him on the bed and covered him with the sheets. He then walked to the door to help Y/n with their luggage.

“Don’t you think it’s about time Noah sees his daddy win?” Y/n smiled as she set her bag on the table.

“Don’t be so sure about that. Anything can happen.” Max said, sitting on the end of the bed.

“Yeah and what’s going to happen is you’re going to win. Noah and I believe in you, your family, your fans, you team. We all do.”

And it was no surprise that Max won that weekend. Little Noah was so happy to finally see his dad win. Jos was also in attendance, but the mom and son didn’t cross paths with the older Verstappen. Yes, he was in a somewhat happy mood since Max won, but he still wasn’t on good speaking terms with his son’s partner.

“Look, Noah! Daddy won this for you.” Max spoke to the four year old, showing him the trophy he had just received.

“Pretty.” Noah said looking at his and his mom’s reflection.

“Max, congratulations!” Daniel’s voice could be heard from miles away. Y/n adored the Aussie and his contagious smile. “And who’s this little fella?” He crouched down to reach Noah’s height.

“Tell him your name, baby.” Y/n encouraged her son.

“Noah.” The four year old said in a low voice.

“Hi, Noah. I’m a friend of your parents. My name is Daniel.” Daniel held out his hand for the boy to high five. Max watched the interaction between Daniel and Noah and thought it was the cutest thing on earth. After Daniel said goodbye to the family, Max enjoyed a moment with them before he was pulled away for interviews.

“Say bye to daddy.” Y/n waved goodbye to Max with Noah.

“But I want him. I want daddy.” Max’s heart broke hearing his son’s cries for him.

“I can take him.” Max offered.

“You have interviews. We’re going to go find some food, I think he’s hungry.” Y/n adjusted the boy in her arms.

“I want daddy!” Noah cried even louder.

“Let me take him. Nothing is going to happen.” Max took the boy from Y/n. “Ready to meet some people, Noah?”

Y/n watched as her partner and son walked around the paddock. She could already see the headlines on every news article.

‘Max Verstappen mystery child?’

‘Red Bull golden boy is a father?!’

[sheastri]

Can I Call You Rose? ft. ln4

Pairing: lando norris x fem!black reader

Genre: Social Media AU + Story

Summary: In which the reader grew up in a household where she was never able to express herself properly due to her father. Lando heals her inner child and helps her experience all the things she wasn't able to when she was younger.

Warning(s): None.

A/N: No specific facecast, just the gorgeous black girls of pinterest!!

Also please send requests, whether they're movie based, book based, song based, or even original. Spill your brains and I'll bring the ideas to life the best I can.

Dedicated to all the young girls around the world growing up with immigrant parents who they knew loved them but didn't know how to show it. You will find someone who allows you to express yourself and heals you inside out.

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Flashback To Y/n's Childhood

13 years ago

Y/n had just turned 10 years old and was excited to celebrate her birthday. Her mother had suggested they all go out and grab dinner at a restaurant of her choice as her birthday treat. They were at home getting ready and just about to leave when her father had said something.

He had insulted her mother and she knew immediately that it would prompt a whole argument so she grabbed the car keys. She made sure to tell her sister, who immediately followed behind her, before she went outside to the car to wait for their parents.

When everyone had gotten in the car it was dead silent. Nobody spoke a word until her father attempted to break the silence with a joke, not an apology, a joke.

Her mother had laughed and went back to speaking to her father like nothing had happened. Y/n and her sister had looked at each other before going back to their phones. Out of nowhere her father begin to go on a rant, well yapping spree, about how this generation was always on their phones and started to talk about how his life growing up in Jamaica was.

Both her and her sister laughed as their mother commented on his very animated story and the atmosphere felt lighter, as though everyone could breathe again. They laughed and conversed until they pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant, Olive Garden.

It wasn't giving birthday dinner but Y/n's been craving it for weeks now, the only reason they couldn't go was because of her dad. He didn't like their food and made sure to make it known. He had eaten something before they left so she could hopefully enjoy just eating her food.

They ordered and while they were waiting her dad decided that he needed to complain more. He started with a joke about how she kind of left him to starve and how next time she should be more considerate. Her mother laughed and her sister spoke up about how she didn't like Olive Garden that much either.

Y/n eventually excused herself to the bathroom and went into a stall deciding to just cry. Safe to say her 10th birthday was ruined.

Alexa play "Can I Call You Rose".

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I Wanna Plant You in my Heart, Oh, So Love Can Grow

Y/n and Imani had bought tickets to attend the Miani Grand Prix since they happened to be in town. Y/n wasn't so much as interested in formula one as Imani was so she was pretty much just tagging along for the ride. It was Thursday and they had come in for what was known as "a pit-lane walk" because Imani had wanted an oppurtunity to talk to some of her favorite drivers. Most notable were Oscar Piastri and Lewis Hamilton. Y/n, personally was a Lando girl. She wasn't a hardcore fan but she tuned in every once in a while and used social media to keep up with everything going on within the formula one community. They were walking around when someone bumped right into y/n knocking the cold matcha out of her hand. It had gotten over her and the opposing force. She looked up, feathers a bit ruffled and was jumpscared, mostly because she expected some rando, with the face of Lando Norris. They were both frozen for a bit before he helped her up. After he had helped her though he stared at her for a long time and she just averted her gaze before accidentally getting caught in his eyes. She let out a soft laugh at the situation before apologizing. Lando's eyes momentarily widened before he quickly began to stutter out apologies. Y/n just laughed at his nervousness before he offered to help her find some clean clothes. Y/n looked at Imani who had given her a thumbs up before giving her that look with her eyebrows raised which made Y/n let out a soft sigh. She took Lando up on the offer and they walked off. Many people looked up at them seeing them both giddy and drenched in Matcha. The upcoming weekend Lando had won and joked with Y/n about having her come and visit again along with a cup of matcha in hand.

Can I Call You Rose? 'Cause Your Thorns Won't Let Blood In Too Soon

It had been almost 2 months since the incident and since then Lando and Y/n had kept in contact. At the moment Lando was trying to convince Y/n to go to the beach and have dinner with him but as more than friends. Y/n had turned the idea down due to being scared of the prospect of a romatic relationship. Eventually due to a bit of convincing from Imani and communicating her feelings to Lando directly she had given him a chance. She had dressed up in a cute pink two piece in which she wore her swimsuit under. She had 2 gold necklaces stacked on top of eachother, one shorter than the other along with some lightly colored bangals. Her makeup was pretty light and she had on strawberry sceneted perfume. She heared the doorbell ring and rushed down with her purse before taking a deep breath and fixing up her hair. She opened the door and was met with a giant boquet of pink flowers. Lando angled the flowers in his arms so that he could make himself visable but also be able to take in her look. If the weight of the flowers hadn't kept him grounded he would've thought he had died, had ascended to the heavens, and had seen an angel. He took her in with all his five senses. His eyes had been blessed, his ears had the pleasure of being able to listen to her soft voice, his hands had the ability to caress and hold hers, his nose was able to take in the scent of strawberry that surrounded her, and his mouth was able to taste wonderful cooking. He never wanted to depart from her. She invited him in and had him place the flowers on the dining table until she came home later to figure out where to place them around her house. He held out his hand for her and led her to his car.

"What a gentleman you are tonight Mr. Norris." Y/n teased with a soft smile on her face.

"Only for you Mrs. Norris." Lando teased back earning him a soft slap from Y/n.

They ate at the restaurant first before going to the Beach soon after. It was late evening but the sun still had yet to set. Y/n wore a swimsuit but didn't plan on going in the water. She had brought a book. It was more out of habit since she was stuck watching her siblings play instead of being able to enjoy the trip. Lando had gotten into his swimsuit and wasted no time jumping in the water before coming out a bit after. He gave her a look with his eyebrow raised and she immediately got up, book long forgotten, and began to run. He chased her for a while, letting her think she was getting away before sneaking up behind her and wrapping his arms around her torso.

"Lando, no. Don't do this to me." Y/n had said dramatically while dying of laughter, already out of breath from all the running.

"Sorry love, it had to be done." Lando says laughing as he now moves one his arms under her legs and runs into the ocean.

After they were both soaked and tired but for Lando the most important thing was that Y/n had fun.

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[luvclerc]

new man — cl

summary: when she moves onto a new man that so happens to be in the same industry as her ex

pairing: charles x yn / ex-max x yn

faceclaim: sana

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youruser thank you paris 🤍

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ynstagram face card never declines

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carlossainz55 thanks for the invite! ps somebody stole mine and charles lightstick

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lestappen not trying to start something but max never went to any of her concerts 👩🏻‍🦯

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charles_leclerc 24h in france 🇫🇷

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sharleclerc THE LAST SLIDE

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↳ ynupdates plus yn has said she’s single multiple times

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[steddieas-shegoes]

Request: the party is at the Hopper-Byers house for the July 4th celebrations and Steve has a really bad nightmare caused by childhood trauma/abuse mixed in with Upside Down horror. He wakes up but is still lost in the nightmare + PTSD from the fireworks. Eddie can't calm him down. Nobody in the party can calm him down, he isn't fully awake. Its terrifying. What calms him down is Wayne, speaking in low tones about Garfield, and the weather and Eddie. He refuses to talk to anyone about the pleas and desperate sobs of "no..get off" & "leave me alone" but is extra clingy to Eddie & Wayne once he comes out of the flashback. It's also the 1st time he calls Wayne 'dad'

MY LOVE!!!!!! Sometimes I make myself cry so hard that I have to add the most ridiculous fluff to make it better. That's what's happened here. It's sad, it's hurt, but then it's so so so much comfort and fluff. I can't resist and I can't apologize. Plus you know supportive Wayne is like MY BRAND. Steve calling him dad? Jesus the tears I let out. I'm actually a pretty firm believer that at some point over the years, Eddie started calling him dad because he was a better one than his own ever was. Hope you all cry in a good way with this. - Mickala ❤️

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Steve went to bed a while ago, his head hurting a bit too much to handle the fireworks show that Hopper and Jonathan were putting on. Eddie went with him, though he wasn’t tired, at Robin’s insistence.

She’d given him a look that said enough.

They’d all been dreading this day, at least a little, because of Starcourt the year before.

Steve was asleep in Will’s bed, curled up against Eddie’s side, breathing even.

Until it wasn’t.

Until his hands were gripping Eddie’s shirt like it was a lifeline, his feet started kicking like he was running from something.

He was whimpering in his sleep, clearly terrified of something, but Eddie couldn’t be sure what.

Steve tended to have a wide variety of nightmares: reminders of his childhood traumas, reminders of the Upside Down and Russians, and terrible visions of something that would hopefully never be the future.

They all caused him to struggle to wake up, and usually he was crying uncontrollably for hours when he finally did.

Eddie tried to prop himself up slightly, ready to try to hold Steve as still as he could.

Steve fought him off though, mumbling something in his sleep.

Eddie let him, knew better than to actively attempt waking him up during a nightmare.

He kept a hand on him, adjusting as Steve shifted in the bed. Trying to talk to him quietly, barely whispering reassurances that he was safe and loved and everyone would protect him.

Sometimes that worked. It wasn’t quite enough to wake him up from it, but he’d calm down and drift back into a mostly dreamless sleep.

Not this time.

He started sobbing, tears streaming down his cheeks from his still-closed eyes. He wasn’t quite tossing and turning, but he was moving enough that Eddie didn’t want to stay too close just in case either of them ended up hurt.

It killed him, but he put space between them.

“Eddie, no!”

Eddie flinched at the despair in Steve’s voice.

He heard a knock on the door, but couldn’t pull himself completely away to open it, so he yelled for them to come in.

Robin and Max were at the door with wide eyes, Dustin and Will standing behind them.

“Is he okay?” Robin started as she walked in.

“He’s having a nightmare.”

“Why can we not just wake him up?” El asked curiously.

“He wakes up on his own. If you try to wake him up he could accidentally hurt you.”

“But he is hurting,” she said, deep frown settling on her features as she watched Steve moving in bed.

Robin sat down on the edge of the bed just as a firework went off in the backyard, making her jump.

Steve’s eyes shot open, and he stopped moving.

But he wasn’t awake.

“Please stop. I can’t-“ Steve’s voice was pained, like he was being tortured.

“Hey, why don’t you rugrats go get Joyce or Hop or something?”

The kids hesitated, clearly not wanting to leave Steve even for a moment, but finally all turned to grab an adult from the firework show.

Joyce came in only a minute later, eyes wide and searching.

“Steve?” She asked as she got close to the bed, watching his open eyes crying silently now. “Sweetie, can you hear me?”

“This only happened once when I was around. He’s like, lost in the nightmare. He says when this happens is when he can physically feel what’s happening instead of just picturing it.”

“Bless his heart,” Joyce sighed. “Do you know what the nightmares are?”

“They’re different all the time,” Eddie said quietly.

“No, not her! I’m the one you want, right?” Steve yelled suddenly.

Everyone jumped and Steve and Robin shared a long glance.

“Maybe the Russians? We’ve had a lot of reminders today.”

Joyce placed a hand on his face to wipe his tears, but Steve flinched and curled himself into a ball.

“No, no, no,” he repeated.

“It’s okay, honey. It’s Joyce. We’re all gonna keep you safe,” she said softly, her hand still stroking through his hair.

She was trying to comfort him, but it seemed like the touch just made things worse. After another minute, she pulled her hand away and Eddie could see she was fighting back tears.

He put his hand on her shoulder as he heard a few more people come in.

“It’s okay. When he wakes up, he’ll be happy to know you tried,” Eddie said, though at this point, he figured if Steve knew that everyone was watching him have a nightmare, he’d be embarrassed at best, ashamed at worst.

“Maybe we should give him space,” Max suggested from the corner.

She suffered from terrible nightmares, too. She hated sleepovers now, usually chose to take the guest room of Steve’s house instead of on the floor in the living room with everyone just in case she had one. El would sometimes go with her, but most of the time, Max preferred being alone.

Steve was similar in that he usually hated anyone trying to take care of him, but Eddie and Robin usually didn’t give him a choice.

“Max is right,” Hopper said from the door, though he looked just as concerned as Joyce. “If he wakes up to all of us standing around him, he’s just gonna feel worse.”

“Let me get in there,” Wayne mumbled from behind Hopper.

Wayne had never seen Steve’s nightmares firsthand, just heard recounts of them from Eddie, but he’d felt terrible for the boy. He had his own share of nightmares from the war, and wouldn’t wish them on anyone.

Eddie and Wayne shared a look, one that had Eddie moving so Wayne could sit on the bed with Steve instead.

“Alright, everyone but Wayne and Eddie out!” Hopper said just loud enough to make a point.

Wayne wasn’t paying attention to everyone leaving, too focused on reading the situation at hand and preparing for whatever it might take to get Steve out of it.

“He ever punch when he’s in a nightmare?” He asked Eddie as he sat down close to him.

“Only once with Robin, then she learned to leave enough space that she could get up if he started throwing his hands around. It’s happened to me a couple times because I don’t want to leave him alone.”

“Alright, just stay right there for a few minutes. I’m gonna try to hold his wrists so I know if he’s gonna punch.”

“You aren’t restraining him, right? He doesn’t like to be restrained,” Eddie started nervously chewing on his hair.

“No, son. Not restraining. I’m gonna let him go if he starts to push against me, but it’s just so I know when he’s gonna start throwin’ his hands around.”

Eddie nodded and watched as Wayne sat back against the headboard of the bed and pulled Steve completely into his lap.

Steve wasn’t fighting it, but he was letting out little “no, no, no”’s until Wayne got him completely settled with his head against his chest, ear pressed to his heartbeat.

“Alright, bud, we’re gonna get you through this. You and me, kid. Just us. I’ve got you right here, you hear my heart? I got you.” Eddie watched as Steve’s crying continued to get worse. “Oh! You know that stupid Garfield mug? Broke the handle on it again. Damn thing seems like it’s giving up for good. I’ll have to steal the one you keep at the house.”

Steve’s whimpering was a bit quieter, his body relaxing a little more into Wayne.

“Tomorrow’s s’posed to be nice, maybe we should head out to the lake and fish. Leave Eddie behind, he scares the fish,” Wayne smirked over at Eddie, who was only holding back a comment because he was still too worried about Steve.

Steve was now silently crying, and Eddie knew he was probably closer to awake than asleep.

“I know you’ll probably say Eddie’s welcome, but that kid don’t shut up. Don’t know how you put up with him. Of my two boys, I’d much rather take you fishin’ and take Ed to a bar.”

Eddie bit his lip at the implication that Steve was one of Wayne’s boys. He knew Wayne adored Steve, but didn’t realize he was ready to adopt him as his own.

“There you are, bud. You awake?” Wayne was talking softer than Eddie had ever heard, and when he looked at Steve, he realized why.

Steve had finally managed to wake up completely, and his whole body was shivering, more from fear than being cold.

Eddie still found a blanket at the end of the bed and covered him, watching as Wayne mouthed a quick thank you over Steve’s head.

“You want me to keep talkin’?” Wayne asked.

Steve nodded.

“You got it, though this is more what Eddie’s good at. Ya know the first night he lived with me, I couldn’t get him to even say hello? Poor kid was like Bambi, didn’t trust anyone or anything, big brown eyes watching every breath I took until he was in his room. The next day I woke him up with pancakes, the recipe you like most with the cinnamon apples, and he hasn’t shut up since.”

Steve let out a breath that could have been a laugh if he wasn’t coming down from one of the worst nightmares Eddie’s seen him have.

Wayne’s hands were running along his arm and back, comforting and keeping him warm.

“Maybe we can head back to the house, I can make us those pancakes in the morning before we go fishin’. That sound good, kid?”

“Yeah, dad.”

Eddie’s eyes widened, and he saw Wayne’s hands freeze.

Then Steve was trying to pull away, his eyes shining with unshed tears that hadn’t been there a moment ago.

But Wayne pulled him back, held him against his chest and placed a kiss to the top of his head.

“I’m not lettin’ you go yet, son. Not unless you would rather be with Ed.”

Steve shook his head.

Eddie didn’t take offense to it, he was with Steve all the time and he knew Wayne was the best at giving support in times like this.

“You wanna talk about it?”

“What?”

“Anything.”

Steve shook his head.

“You ever talk about it with anyone?”

Steve shook his head.

“You think you should?”

Steve nodded.

“I ever tell you about when I got back from Vietnam?”

Steve shook his head.

“Is it okay if Ed sits down on the bed with us? Maybe you can hold his hand.”

Thank every god for Wayne Munson. Eddie was practically crawling out of his skin with the need to have his hand on Steve, make sure he was really okay.

Steve nodded.

Eddie sat down on the other side of Wayne, letting his head rest against his shoulder while Steve propped his legs in his lap.

“Everyone cozy?”

“Mhm,” Steve said.

“Yeah,” Eddie replied.

“When I first got back, I couldn’t sleep at all. Sometimes I’d drift off in my chair when I got too tired, but I’d usually wake up so quick my body didn’t even know I fell asleep. That went on for months until Jim got back. He was so much younger than me, ya know? Didn’t seem right that he had to go through what I did. We met for lunch a few times, we talked. He didn’t have much to say, neither did I, but sometimes we had a story to share. And ya know, dammit if it didn’t help.”

Eddie remembers back when he first started living with Wayne how he would sometimes have Hopper over for dinner, but never explained how they even really knew each other until he was older. Even then, he didn’t say much except that they had a lot of similar war stories.

“Didn’t have the time or money for professional help, but sometimes just gettin’ stuff off your chest can help. Ya know, I cut back my hours at the plant. Don’t need to work all that overtime now that the government bought us a house and pays the bills on it. Kinda nice to just have some time for doin’ what I wanna do. Maybe we could start takin’ a few hours a week to go fishin’. Maybe have lunch at the diner and chat.”

Eddie could feel tears running down his face at Wayne’s offer, at how much he cared for Steve.

“You’d wanna do that with me?” Steve’s voice was shaking, and Eddie didn’t have to see his face to know he was crying.

“I’d love to, bud. You’re my kiddo, ya know? Just as much as Eddie is.”

Steve let out a sob, and curled further into Wayne’s chest. Eddie squeezed his knee, letting him know he was there if he needed him.

“I love ya, kid. You’re gonna be just fine, alright? Not gonna let anyone or anything hurt you.”

“Thanks, dad.”

“Anytime, kiddo.”

They stayed there for a while, probably close to an hour, Steve holding Eddie’s hand while Wayne talked to them both.

Eventually, everyone was heading home and Steve decided to head back with Wayne and Eddie instead of staying with the Byers as planned.

“Get some rest, honey. We love you,” Joyce wrapped her arms around him and squeezed as he said his goodbyes to everyone.

The ride back was quiet, Wayne driving them both in his truck, the radio playing old country the whole way home.

When they got home, Steve decided to take a quick shower before he went to bed, said he didn’t feel clean.

Wayne furrowed his brows, but nodded.

Eddie kissed him once on the forehead before letting him head to the bathroom.

Wayne turned to him when they heard the shower turn on, his face pained.

“Has he ever talked about his childhood?”

“Not much. Said he used to spend summers with his grandparents and cousins when his parents didn’t wanna take him with them. He hated it, but didn’t say much about it.”

Wayne looked, somehow, worse.

“Has he ever been scared to be touched? Even just a hug? Outside of the nightmares?”

Eddie nodded.

“I mean, not so much with me or Robin anymore, but sometimes with the others, yeah.”

Wayne put a hand on his shoulder and gave him a sad smile.

“It’s not my place to make assumptions, but I think he had plenty of good reasons to hate staying with his grandparents and cousins. Just promise me you’ll listen if he talks to ya? No interruptin’ or judgin’.”

“Of course. I love him, I don’t want him to hide stuff from me,” Eddie responded.

“I know. I love ya, kid.”

“Love ya too,” Eddie was slightly confused, but didn’t ask. Steve would be done soon in the shower and he wanted to make sure he had some of his clothes to wear to bed.

Wayne made his way to his own room, giving a quick knock to the bathroom door and yelling that he loved him. Eddie heard a “love you, dad” in response.

Eddie had viewed Wayne as his dad for years, had called him dad sometimes when he let his guard down a bit. Wayne just had the natural protective, caring personality that a good father has, and Steve wasn’t immune to it.

When Steve made it out of the shower, Eddie was pulling the extra blanket out of his closet for Steve to wrap himself in like he did anytime he had a nightmare.

Steve walked over to him, towel wrapped around his waist, and leaned against him.

Eddie let his hands rest on his hips, right where the towel rested.

“Doing okay, sweetheart?”

“Yeah. Thanks.”

“Anytime.”

“Thanks for sharing Wayne with me.”

“Oh, angel, I don’t make that call. Wayne pretty much adopted you day one and I just had to let it happen,” Eddie smirked.

Steve giggled and kissed Eddie’s collarbone.

“I’m gonna talk to you about it all someday. I will. I promise.”

“No rush, sweet love. When you’re ready, though, I’m right here. So is Wayne.”

“I know. Love you.”

“Love you so much.”

As they fell asleep in Eddie’s bed that night, he realized what Wayne was alluding to and his heart broke into a million pieces. If he was right, then Steve had horrors unimaginable even before the Upside Down.

But Eddie would be here to listen to it when he was ready. He knew it would be hard to hear, but not nearly as hard as it had to be for Steve to live with.

And they both had Wayne, who wouldn’t let either of his boys hurt if he could help it.

[mommypills]

Life is Strange Rewrite

HELLO CHAT. i know it's been entirely too long since i've posted anything but i feel like i need to get this out somewhere besides in my poor friends' dms. i have no idea how active the LiS tags are, but it matters not; i am ready to unleash my super autism upon whoever is willing to read this post!

you've read the title, i assume. i started rewatching a playthrough of LiS and BtS fairly recently, though i've been a fan since... well... a while. at least since 2018, perhaps earlier. i will admit, i wasn't quite in tune with the story during those years because i was a young child. simply put, i grew up with this series—thank you for introducing me to these awkward lesbians, ma—and had almost no outside opinions to consider.

enter 2024 hal with internet access and a dozen friends who don't mind discussing things with me. i have one friend who has a distaste for the game and was in the same boat with me until somewhat recently. to keep it short, they don't like chloe because of all the things she's done throughout the entire game; especially the options where you choose to go against her. i have probably given chloe the benefit of the doubt for years due to my heavy relating to her character... unfortunately.

as you would guess, i consider myself a writer. i do writer things, like stare at a google doc for 30 minutes and wonder when my brain will finally let me get words on there. and because i am many more steps above my younger self in terms of writer brain, chloe's character confuses me to a curiously dog-shaped degree. i am conflicted. yes, her father died and max left her around that time, but would that justify or even make sense how she became the chloe in LiS? on the other hand, it makes sense. i have seen what happened to her happen to someone else. that gradual change, being stuck in the past whereas everyone has moved on, not having a support group, being infinitely lonely, falling into the deepest depths of the crevice of your brain... i understand; more so than the average LiS fan.

(if you're rory, my wife, stop reading from here, please <3 until we finish that watchalong)

i have always chalked chloe up as the sensitive type. she would never admit it, but i've always seen her as someone who is highly reactive to her environment. she took the death of her dad and max's departure disastrously, she was absolutely distraught when rachel was stabbed, she took rachel's death horribly, plus at any sign of "you will die" danger she immediately becomes rigid. i could just be unreactive, but this all seems to be signs of an environmentally sensitive individual—not to mention her general behavior when talking to max about the incident in the BtS DLC! i could just be misremembering that, though, so take that with a grain of salt. one could also interpret her being dependent on max—even before her dad's death—and later rachel. also she?? basically has hallucinations of her dad???? i guess???? why does nobody talk about that wtf

apologies, i went a little bit off-topic. my point in the last two paragraphs is that i am completely on the fence about chloe as a character. she is both liked and hated, and she is supposed to be a character we would be willing to sacrifice an entire town for. for some people, the bay vs bae option was obvious, whether it was because they hated chloe or adored her. here is the horrendous segue because i don't know how to connect this thought and the next.

i began to think: what if i were to rewrite life is strange and before the storm?

i'll give you some information and talking points on what i have currently (minus some bullet points i've omitted because they're not ready for the world) and you will tell me whether i should keep cooking or stop before i burn the building down.

BEFORE THE STORM

// change rachel's situation with her parents. make her justifiably hate her dad and make her go to her biological mother to tell the truth, i don't really get rachel's whole thing about her parents. it hurts to be lied to in general, but rose is the woman that raised you lil bro. i would get it if she were mistreated, but she wasn't. no reason to have the story based around that when it doesn't make sense, so let's switch it up. the easiest way to do this would be to make them abusive. make her think that things would be better if her bio mother stayed and/or if she met up with her (this would turn out wrong when they find out that she is an addict, and does a little bit of #manipulation.) not canon in the games, but making her biological mother a bad person would be very poetic. there could be an episode dedicated to chloe trying to pull rachel away from her bio mother because shes ass tm. and this transitions into my next idea...

// make chloe the "i can fix her" type, the residue of herself from before her father died. hell, make her character a bit different from the LiS 1 chloe! maybe have her be a combination of pre-william death chloe and post-william death chloe. this portion was initially "make it take place a year or two after william's death" but then i realized that it DOES take place approximately two years after. so, i'm changing this point to being "make it take place 6 months to a year after his death" so we can explore her character more. by the end of this, make chloe further traumatized. or at the very least, make all these events impact her so much that she ends up becoming the woman she is in LiS 1... of which some people in-game would describe her as "broken" or "irreversibly damaged" (i wrote this before learning that rachel's dad actually said this about her, by the way! jesus, man.) and make the thing longer than 3 damn episodes.

LIFE IS STRANGE

// make max and chloe parallel chloe and rachel, except their relationship gets less and less problematic as time goes on rachel's relationship with chloe is... certainly something. i don't have any strong opinions on amberprice, but what i DO know is that rachel is chloe's BIGGEST enabler and absolutely contributed to why she's like the way she is. she's like the devil on your shoulder saying "burn down that orphanage" except chloe doesn't have an angel on the other side. the thing that makes max different from chloe in BtS is that she is the "i can help her" type. all for therapy and shit. make them both go to therapy actually. perhaps even have a duo counseling scene where they air things out and finally forgive both themselves and each other. genuinely have no idea why therapy was never seriously included in any LiS game so far considering the kind of shit they go through.

and that is it! thank you for sitting through this hefty wall of text. i am infinitely sorry for yapping, but i'm just an autistic little lesbian who loves these dorky ass weirdos. i will not take any more of your time—this is where the post ends.

i was not eating those beans☹️

[lovebillyhargrove]

Billy's camaro fic: Six kinds of silence

***

How do you tell someone their parent is dead?

You probably just say the words.

What happens after you say those words?

Someone becomes an orphan.

***

It has somehow slipped Steve's mind that Billy probably does not know about his father's sudden death last August.

Why didn't Steve tell him earlier? It didn't come up anywhere in the conversation. He didn't think about it. He assumed that since Billy didn't bring his family up, then maybe he .. knew. Or .. maybe ..

Steve really has nothing. He just didn't think about it.

Turns out, Billy doesn't know.

No mailman in the Upside Down Kingdom.

So Steve has to be the one to break the news.

"Billy."

He's looking at Hargrove.

"What?"

"Billy. I have to tell you something. About your dad."

"Yeah .. what?"

"His name is Neil Hargrove, right?"

He's just double checking, maybe there's a crazy chance Billy's dad's name is John or .. fucking Wayne Hargrove, but that's ridiculous, he knows, Billy's father is dead, he's read it in the newspapers and he's heard it from Max, he knows about Max's step dad.

Billy is looking at Steve like he's an idiot.

"No, it's Arnold fucking Schwarzenegger."

Not even funny, dumbass.

"Billy."

"For fuck's sake, stop saying my name, Harrington, and just tell me what's going on!"

"There was a car accident."

"A car accident."

"Your father is dead, Billy. He died in a car accident."

The silence that surrounds them is the kind of silence that you can actually feel. It's tangible. You feel it with your fingertips, slide them on that thin ice crust and then break it.

"When?"

Billy's voice is hollow.

"In August. I believe, it was in August. It was in the Hawkins Daily. And Max .. Max told me about it."

"Max."

Billy's saying the name like it's alien to him, like he has no idea who Max is.

:readmore:

"What kind of car accident?"

"I don't .. I don't know the details. We can ask Max."

No that's probably a bad idea

"Or we can find that newspaper, find the article."

There's no emotion on Billy's face, not even a trace of .. anything.

"I remember there was something strange about it. Like .. the car wasn't identified and nobody knew who did it, the police never found the driver."

"I need the article, Steve. Please?"

"Of course, yeah .. I can go to the library, I can .. try to find it there?"

They can't really show up at the police station asking questions, so library is their best shot at finding out what happened.

"Please?"

"I can only bring it to you in the evening."

"I can't wait until the evening, Steve. Let's go now, right now."

"I uh .. I have to .."

"Yes. Work. I'll go by myself."

"But Billy .."

"It's okay. I can handle the library, Steve."

"I just don't think you should be alone right now .. "

"It's fine. I'm fine."

Billy's face is still void of any sign of emotion.

"Where are the keys?"

"Wait, Hargrove. Billy, wait, I'll drive you there. I'll make a call, tell them I'm gonna be a bit late."

Billy's nodding and walking out of the kitchen, to change, Steve's thinking.

He dials Robin's number.

"Hey, Rob. Yeah, it's me. Look uhm .. I'm gonna be late. Can you cover for me?"

"Sure. You're in luck today, Steve. Keith isn't gonna be in the shop. He has some .."

"Awesome! I'll owe you one, Rob. You're the best! Just don't tell Keith."

Keith is the worst.

Steve's hanging up

"Billy!"

"Billy? are you ready to go?"

Steve heads upstairs and changes into jeans and a different shirt.

"Billy, are you here?"

He's opening the guest room door, but Hargrove isn't in there.

Steve is dashing downstairs and sees that both key sets - from the beamer and from the camaro - are on the table near the door.

Billy's old sneakers (no, Steve's old sneakers which he gave Billy to wear when they went to see Owens) aren't near the door mat. One of Steve's jackets is missing too.

Hargrove must've walked outside already.

Steve grabs the beamer keys and dresses hurriedly.

He catches up with Billy when he's already half a block away. He's wearing sweatpants, so he didn't even change his clothes, just put on the jacket and the shoes.

Billy doesn't have any clothes. Steve gave him some stuff of his own, and Hargrove hadn't even left the house except for the meeting with Dr. Owens a week ago.

Steve stops the beamer and Billy gets in, on autopilot.

They drive to the library in silence.

It's a different kind of silence, not the thin breakable one, but the anxious kind. Steve keeps wanting to say something but he doesn't know what.

They find the newspaper quickly. There it is, the article

"Mysterious death of a Hawkins resident."

There was an unidentified car involved. The body was set on fire after having been run over. Strange circumstances. No witnesses to be found. An inconsolable widow left to provide for a teenage daughter. It was a dead end investigation. The police didn't have any suspects. The case was closed.

Something doesn't sit right with Steve. The words keep turning in his mind like two giant stone discs slowly grating against each other.

Car. Fire.

Car. Fire.

These two words would've been written in the article about Steve's death as well if the camaro hadn't forgiven him that day.

Oh fuck

Ohh fuuuck

"Billy .."

"You told me my car almost roasted you once, Harrington?"

"Billy I don't think .. "

"Give me the keys."

"What? I'll drive."

"GIVE ME THE KEYS, STEVE."

There's steel in Billy's voice and Steve hands him over the keys.

Billy snatches them from his hand, grabs Steve's arm, drags him out of the library, and gets behind the wheel himself. Steve almost makes it into the passenger's seat when

The tires screech

"Billy you don't think .. "

"I don't think, Steve. I know."

Billy drives back like a maniac, breaking every speed limit and doesn't even turn the ignition off, just gets out of the car and dashes to the garage where the camaro is standing.

"You shouldn't have done it!! You fucking piece of shit!!!"

Hargrove's kicking its tires, and he's banging on the hood, looking into the windshield as if trying to see a face there. He only sees his own reflection. He's hitting it with his fists aiming to break the glass

"You fucking .. you shouldn't have .. "

wildly looking around as though trying to find something to smash its lights and windows with

"You didn't have the right to do it, who gave you the fucking right !??!! Who gave you the fucking right, it wasn't your place to do it, you fucking .. psycho!!!"

Steve is grabbing Billy's shoulder

"Hey! Hey!! Hargrove's, stop !!! Stop. You need to calm down, hey .."

"Don't .. don't do it now, Harrington! She didn't have the right! You don't know!"

Billy's voice is hoarse and it's breaking.

Broken.

"Okay, okay! It's a car, Billy, what do you want to do with it?? Kill it? It's .. your car. You .. "

Steve feels he's missing something huge here

"Why did she do it, Billy?"

He's looking into Billy's mad eyes with his large pools of compassion

He wants to understand, he wants to help.

"Why did she do it?"

Billy is suddenly slumping in Harringtons' grip and sliding a palm over his face

"Let me go."

"Where are you gonna go?"

Billy's heading into the house and Steve's trailing after him

"To the cemetery. To see my father. I need to find the grave."

"Let me drive you. Hargrove?"

Billy's swinging the door open and going to the kitchen.

He takes a bottle of vodka from the cabinet and his Marlboro reds.

"Hey I said I can drive you!"

"I'll fucking walk!"

"We can take the beamer, we don't have to take your .. "

"No Steve, just .. I appreciate everything you're doing for me, man I really do, but I need to be alone right now, it's just .. you didn't know my dad. It was fucked up. I want to be alone there."

"Alright, just uh .. let me just take you there, it's a long walk. I'll leave you there, I promise. I can pick you up later."

"I can walk, Steve. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I know where the cemetery is, I have a fucking gravestone there with my fucking name on it. I bet he's buried right next to me."

And so Billy's leaving, and Steve is going back to the garage.

The camaro looks .. it looks like it knows it has done something horrible but would still do it anyway if given another chance. Like it stands by its point, and it is not sorry.

It also looks hurt.

Steve is sliding his hand on the hood and opening the driver's door. Gets in the seat but leaves the feet on the garage floor. Slides his hands into the hair and lets out a sigh.

Looks at the dashboard, touches the steering wheel.

"What have you done ? Why?"

The camaro is silent, and it's the kind of silence that has some sick and twisted mystery wrapped around it. Maybe, if the car could talk, it would tell Steve everything he wants to know.

But cars don't talk. Not even this one.

So it's silent, and the silence is oppressive.

***

Steve never goes to work that day. He calls the video store and tells Robin Keith can actually fire him all he wants but he's just not coming in. Robin promises to cover for him for the rest of the day cause Keith's not there anyway, but on one condition - Steve will finally have to tell her what's going on in his life. Steve tries his best not to promise anything, so eventually they do agree on a very reluctant "Yeah, Rob, maybe I will."

The house is so quiet without Billy. It's the kind of silence Steve doesn't enjoy anymore. He wants to feel the other boy's presence. Wants to know that if he goes down to the living room he will find Billy splayed on the couch reading a book. Or doing stuff in the kitchen. Or something like that. Steve doesn't want to float in the silence of being alone anymore.

He waits.

***

Steve's already in bed when he hears the front door open. He hears the tap being opened and the clatter of the glass set on the table. He hears the downstairs bathroom door close and the sound of the water running.

He hears Billy's quiet steps on the stairs.

Steve's getting up and going out of his room.

"Hey."

Billy's drunk. He's swaying, but just a little.

"Are you okay?" Steve's asking softly. "Go to bed, man, it's almost midnight. Sleep it off."

Billy's leaning on the wall and closing his eyes.

"My mom left when I was eight. She and dad fought a lot. I was a kid, I didn't understand much. I just knew that they were always fighting. She left him. She left me, too."

"My dad uh .. he .. You want to know why my car did what she did, Steve? The truth is that my dad, he .. he wasn't the best dad, okay? I can't .. I don't want to talk about it, really, it's .. it's fucked up."

"He is still .. was .. my father and he's in me, in my fucking .. bones. It seems like I did so many things just to say fuck you to his face, and I .. he punished me for that. Every goddamn time, no matter how big or small it was. But also .. I've seen kids who ended up in foster care, Steve. I've seen them getting kicked from one foster family to another, I've seen them running away and being homeless, starving, dying of an overdose, prostituting, you name it. It's not like here, in this quiet town. Sure it has the .. monsters and stuff, but where I'm from .. there are monsters and horrors too, and I'm not even sure which ones are worse. I've just seen so many kids just .. thrown away, like trash. But I uh .. I've always had a home. The home that went up in flames, and I hated it, but it was there."

"I hated him, Steve, so much, I .. still do, but she .. she had no right to do it. It was my father, I could deal with him myself, I wanted to! .. I wanted to show him that I could .. stand up to him, that I made it, I didn't break, he didn't break me, fuck, this is so fucked up why do they fuck us up so bad, fucking why ??"

Billy's voice falters, he has already started sniffling a while ago, and now there are crystal clear tears coming down his face. Like tiny diamonds.

Steve gets closer to him.

Closer.

Neither of them says a word.

This kind of silence is amazing. It's heartbreaking but at the same time it's telling you that something beautiful is about to happen. It's sparkling. It promises fireworks.

He raises his right hand and touches Billy's cheek, wiping away the tears with his thumb.

Billy looks up and

Steve swears the lights .. they flicker. There's a power surge, sweltering heat washing over him, but he doesn't care about the lights, he just wants to look into Billy's startling blue depth, he wants to ..

He's looking and Hargrove's looking back, they are searching each other's faces

God, Billy is so beautiful

and then Steve gets even closer to the other boy and

It's only a light brush of lips

Gentle, fleeting,

So, so tender.

Euphoria is shooting up his spine

And Steve wants more but Billy

Billy's pulling away.

Oh.

"Steve, I .."

"I'm .. "

"No it's not .."

"But .. "

"It's just .. Now it's not a good time."

"What do you mean it's not a good time? You .. you don't like me?" Steve's voice is so soft, so fragile, he's scared Hargrove will just laugh in his face now, make fun of him.

"Steve. It's not that. I just .. this shit is fucking me up so bad. I just, I can't take certain things fast now. Especially if I know these things .. are good."

Billy takes Steve's hand into his own.

"Let's go to bed. I'm so fucking tired."

They go to Steve's room and slide under the sheets, only to sleep next to each other, feeling the warmth of each other's bodies.

***

When Steve wakes up in the morning he's alone in the bedroom.

He goes downstairs. It's quiet, and that's the kind of silence when something is wrong.

There's a white sheet of paper on the kitchen table.

Steve's heart is sinking.

"Steve,

I don't want to say thank you - again - because it's lame. What you did for me, can't be measured by a thank you.

I like you, pretty boy. Much more than just like you.

Take care."

Steve wants to run to the guest room, see if maybe Billy is there, but he knows there's no point in that. Billy's gone, he can feel it.

Steve puts the paper back on the table, starts the coffee and goes to the bathroom.

His heart has sunk and is somewhere at the bottom.

Steve turns on the shower and lets the streams of warm water fall on his face. He remembers the radiating heat of Billy's body when they were laying in bed together, the oh-my-god!!!!- ohmygodohmygod feeling, the first kiss exhilaration, even if it was just a brush of lips on lips.

So if you like me, and much more that just like me, where the fuck are you, Hargrove?

Where??

Cause it feels like I don't just like you. It feels like I'm

In love with you.

***

Next chapter

***

Oh, and I know that we love it when Neil gets killed. But I don't think Billy would join the cheering crowd. It's his dad. It's complicated.

[ladyhindsight]

i really should have sent you my thoughts as i reread most of the tsc, now i have way too much to be exasperated about, so much in my head

i've already complained about inquisitor robert but i need to talk about that with his scene in the last i lost

i'm obsessed with this conversation since i'm in love with him but like i previously said, i finally came to fully realize that nothing in this books can be taken seriously

Alec allowed himself a moment to dream. Being Inquisitor, and having a hand in the making of the Law itself. Being able to get Aline and Helen back. Being able to put some sort of dent in the Cold Peace. Being able, Alec thought with slow-dawning hope, to get married.

(takes a deep breath)

WHY. CAN'T. ROBERT. DO. THAT. WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY

alec has all these plans of what he would do if he was the inquisitor because apparently the inquisitor only can do whatever they want if they happen to be alec, at least inside his head. it would be wild if the current inquisitor was already someone who is ready to agree with alec on anything he wants done

this truly makes no sense. at this point robert has turned into somehow a downworld supporter, as part of his character arc, and i don't need to mention his relationship with alec and magnus, so how is that he would have the power to "let alec get married" and isn't doing that? this is more like some sort of negligent plot hole than mischaracterization. nobody over 25 (unless they're immortal) can solve any problem, they must leave it all for the very young

i would also like to comment about this

“How’s my little M&M?” asked Robert.

Max’s middle name was Michael, after Robert’s long-dead parabatai.

i love to know about this, but since alec knows nothing about michael except that he had a peculiar romantic choice (i think "people in love with your parents" is an awkward category of relationship to anyone), this naming of max is logically about alec's relationship with robert, and i would love to know how he feels about that. he gave his child a middle name on robert's request and it's a name that ties to their complicated feelings, but there's no elaboration on any emotional significance of it, ever, it's just stated here very matter-of-factly and never again. it's obviously fanservice, and obviously i am the fan being served, but it wasn't done in any meaningful way, which was very disappointing with the waste of potential

“Yeah,” said Alec. “But you have to be sure you want me to have it, Dad. People won’t be happy with me taking it, and once I have it, I’m going to split the Clave apart.”

“You are?” Robert asked, his voice faint.

“Because I have to,” said Alec. “Because everything has to change. For everybody’s sake. And for Magnus and our kids.”

robert was so dumbed down here 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 the critical thinking skills of a potato is mischaracterization for him, and it was so alec could show off on how he will be the amazing progressive politician since there's no competent older adult available

more salt on the land i lost

“Whenever you like,” said Robert. “I’ve got all the time in the world.”

no, my love, you actually don't, you have a supposedly busy job, this is a clumsy attempt to make the reader sad with some sort of over the top backwards foreshadowing. it worked, i got sad, but at the cost of braincells

i really should just sleep and let go... thanks for putting up with my madness!

- R

When Alec becomes Consul, he single-handedly ends the Cold Peace and changes laws so that Shadowhunters and Downworlders can marry in a Shadowhunter ceremony. Just like that. In Queen of Air and Darkness it comes off as so easy. Alec just needed to be the one in charge. And there isn’t even Inquisitor yet, though it is nudged to Diego’s direction. And yet Robert and Jia together could not change a thing in the Clave just because of the Cohort? Since the Clave-in-Exile has essentially weeded the Cohort out, everything comes off easy.

Robert, who loves his son and wants him to be happy, and Jia whose daughter went into exile for Jia’s daughter-in-law—those two can’t work anything out at all? It’s just the Cohort making a fuss because the rest of the Clave is a big monolith not against any reforms Alec makes? And yet it is told that major part of the Nephilim populus left Idris to follow Alec’s Clave.

As to Max’s middle name, I think in Born to Endless Night it showed that the name meant a lot to Robert, gazing out the window and all. It was never confirmed in it, Maryse and Robert merely argued over Max’s middle name. Though the Lightwoods were really fun to read in that story, there was still the same obscurity around Robert and Alec’s relationship, and some points that I’ll probably will argue once I cover that book.

There’s no clear idea presented in the series what is it exactly that the Clave officials do with their time and titles. Robert surely would make any time for Alec, but it is also said he is a busy man. But busy with what? The lack of world-building will never tell.

[the-starry-seas]

omg we both have star wars ocs! Isn't that crazy!

...I kinda wanna hear about them if you like sharing haha

I love talking about my OCs! And if you want to talk about yours 👀

Vinir is my favourite by far. He's a sneaky, cranky bitch through and through and I love that for him tbh. Professional killer and mercenary who loves nothing and no one except for his *counts on fingers* five droids. There's a reason I call him Droid Dad. He's aroallo (and if people still do face claims/refs for OCs, his is Sean Baek, specifically in his role as Fancy Lee from Killjoys).

He gets sent to spy on and potentially assassinate a Mand'alor (EXTREMELY long story here, but tldr adult Boba brought Jango back from the dead and Jango's having a grand time fucking with everyone). Problem being that he doesn't yet have orders to kill Jango when someone else tries... so Vinir's gotta save Jango's life to protect his payday.

He gets assigned as Jango's bodyguard after that, because Boba insists Jango needs some protection in light of a very-nearly-successful kill job. Jango's view on this is "I will accept a bodyguard to prove that I am better than him and don't need him."

And then Vinir can keep pace with him and the two of them form a begrudging alliance that develops into a qpr. There is a shitload of drama down the line when Jango finds out why Vinir showed up in the first place, but they settle things eventually. There's stabbing involved but that's practically a love language for these guys. Truly nobody else could ever fucking deal with either of them.

Racer is a close second, though. She's a clone trooper, part of an ARC squad to be specific. She's their demolitions expert and she is wildly irresponsible with this. (If her responsible older brother/squad leader keeps finding dud grenades in his bunk, that's totally not her.) They have a broken microwave that she keeps microwaving random things in to see what happens (they explode, except the space Furby, which starts sparking and gets them all in trouble).

She's a chaos gremlin to the max and loves horrible jokes and puns. If she can find a way to cause trouble and bother her brothers, she will take it and add some glitter. She loves all things fast, and is a part-time underground speeder racer, hence her name. She has plans to make a career of it someday and could probably be pretty good at it!

There is more complicated AU nonsense at play here, like there is for basically all my Star Wars characters. TLDR is her squad, the Aces, get time travelled into the future where they can do whatever they like without the war going on.

Racer promptly starts flirting with a pirate captain, and gets not only a cool new job as a pirate but *counts on fingers again* three cool girlfriends. She heard 'be gay do crimes' and took it to the absolute max. If you know The Orion Experience, that's her vibes, especially All Dolled Up and The Cult of Dionysus. I support her in all she does.

And Cam my beloved <3 He's dating one of Racer's brothers, Ember, and she is constantly at risk of getting Bonked for playing the grindr sound effect whenever she sees them holding hands. And the one time she played the wedding march.

He's a marine biologist with a particular love for the stingray tank. He and Ember have a meetcute where Ember literally trips and falls into Cam, and Cam catches him and takes him to lunch. Ember spends the entire lunch listening to Cam infodump about coral and Cam is ready to propose right then and there.

(Meanwhile there's some minor drama going on in the background, because Ember suddenly disappeared during a family outing and they're all mildly concerned he's been kidnapped or fell into the shark tank or got eaten by a kraken or something. Nope, all he fell into were those big brown eyes.)

His secondary love, besides the ray tank, is the shark tank. Ember's always a little nervous to see him diving in there, but Cam has three different sharks who consider him a friend, and he loves all of them in return. They've never tried biting him and he's good at what he does, so he's pretty confident and calm about swimming with the sharks.

He also knows sign language, which means he can talk with the mermaid performers when they're in the tanks. He's called the mermaid whisperer, and every so often he gets a letter from a kid on a field trip who saw him talking with them, asking how the mermaids are doing. He keeps every letter framed in his office.

[the-firebird69]

Road rage incident escalates when driver pulls gun #shorts

This is what the two are up to and they say it's over there giants and their stashes and caches and that's what they're doing and they want to take over the top side to take over everything else and they're being stopped and they're huge assholes here and our son and daughter our understanding it's a very huge problem and issue and that they have become a massive pyria for everyone especially us. And they have actual power still even though they're shrinking however we are informed that massive armies are on the way here to eradicate these idiots and to get them out and it's going on because we can't seem to stop them as much as we want that's what they say and they need information and they're coming in and they're going to take these people down and it's happened all last night and the pseudo empire was doing tons of it and they came in as much as they could and then stopped and then it's not really good they they are half ass and strange as well and well that's losers. Big groups of Max are coming and we have to match it and foreign to see it too.

Thor Freya they get arrested both of them and every time they pull the s*** they're going to get arrested and people are going to keep taking from them

Olympus

And it's really like this the golf VW golf GTI is a sign and it would say that my husband is after you John remillard AKA Ronald be Rudy and you don't want that but you always have him say it.

Hera

I'm not going to fall for that crap my little tastes pretty good cuz I cleaned I hit his dad and I went around seeing it and right now we probably have a problem with his clan again and I do see that

Trump

He barely sees it now he says he sees it but really we have reports and it says he knows what it does and he's trying to get the car because his clan was known as the Germans and they did a lot of that to these idiots they did to each other but they were effective and people noted that and they don't like each other but they want to try to attract them to get information on the Giants and that's what they're up to what they're doing now does nothing nobody wants to sit in a swamp with them farting

Thor Freya

Yeah we have some issues here where was your wise asses have no brains or stupid but that's what I think we can do and boy that's a lot of palm trees I have to tell you it's stupid but we are really done anything to do the job and we might have to and I can't see anything there but we had a lot of indicators I'll look at it and sensing and in some cases we do have scans to show it so I'm getting on this now

Trump

What's with you a****** we checked and there's stuff down there and we're looking at it that's all get it over with try it out everybody gets hit you're stupid I can't stand you anymore he's just been blabbering idiot he says the clans are having to do it and it's his job and I don't want to have that job since but that's what he does. I'm saying this you won't shut up to him and you're doing the wrong thing for us all the time and you're a stupid person Trump I went out of this relationship with you you're a f****** loser

Sarah

That's what I get something I'm sitting here babbling about it and I want to stop or I argue with him or instigate pressure and it's not coming out right and they're having me do it I just keep doing it and I'm making it worse right now it's ready to hear when they come after me I suppose I have a pushover for them and they say yes you are and it doesn't make any sense cuz people don't care he says that they care and they're shooting me showing that they care to try and shut me down because they can't shut me down any other way and that's terrific but it's true so probably die again

Trump

Wow there's some tenacity what a dick ever thought that you were doing something and had something turns out he's just a f****** floozy in the way of everything

Lily

We're going to put warrants on you and APB and kick your people out they don't need this s*** you're just a disturbed piece of crap Trump

Bja

Sorry to follow something I've been set up and nobody cares and he says you tried to send everybody else up to call her stuff and shut the f****** you can set up all the time you get set up all the time and you want to be and you think you're going to win and stuff like that and that's what I'm like and he can care less for my child s*** he just has me hit that's what I'm pulling now is laughing cuz his class is going to erase us that's why it's funny then kill us all and that's what they're up to for a fairly soon so I don't think it's funny but he thinks it's funny they know how to do it it's the other ones who are doing it they have in their computers and some of them must be down there and they know what they're doing and we're going to be erased fully he knows about it it says that they're going to exterminate us all and use the max as the excuse so I have to turn on him and stuff he is laughing at me saying that I'm a dead man no matter what I do and I don't follow it but I sort of get something there alive and they're messing around with us and we kept on addicting with him and we're getting low on people I have to tell you what I got to get out of this stupid talk is that no no keep going they can hear you you're invincible you're going to go after the vice President you said and they're going to to devour your idiotic Little Giants but that's probably good right there I suppose I deserve the image but this is going to be hell and he's right I'm a huge freak says I'm a three year old child and just sit there and be contrary and all sorts of dumb s*** that people shoot them for doing that and they'll shoot me later today he says truly an attitude is just something about your mommy or your daddy I'll give a s*** about your f****** life I don't care about your f****** attitude I want you to wait for me and I'm going to help get rid of you stupid assholes to get these two idiots away from me that's the price for having them sit here.. that's what he says and it's pretty steep and we won't move hey we're not going to get in the car and he says I don't want the car you want to spend my money down and ride me around and bring your assholes here and you can't give me the car if you want to but you will and I promise you that after you're dead... So I don't want to listen to it he's going to go after me again and he always wins and defeats me and crushes me into the dirt and all that stuff the time you have his plans to stick me into the microwave actually I'm starting to see the people hate me and he says no way no I've gotten really far here now I'm telling myself into a hole now I'm going down he says what they're doing but really he had to act and we suck I got to tell you something just kid can get me mad without doing anything he wants me away from me when he says you're a f****** loser

Joel Watts

[leclerc-s]

i did something bad - part ten

KARMA'S A RELAXING THOUGHT

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CANADA 2024

teaganhorner monthly dump!

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username boyfriend charles is my favorite charles

francisca.cgomes when i followed you it was to see your beautiful face not sharl.

↳ lilymhe i agree, go back to being a secret.

↳ teaganhorner stop being haters. let me be in love!

arthur_leclerc ew what is that thing?

↳ charles_leclerc i'm telling maman!

↳ username typical sibling behavior. always pulling mom into things.

↳ username in charles defense, arthur's acting like a typical younger sibling.

alex_albon BOO! WHERE'S THE RED BULL CHARLES CONTENT?

↳ username alex gets it.

↳ username this man also helped poach charles from ferrari of course he'd be glad to see charles at red bull.

↳ teaganhorner god, you must hate love albono

↳ alex_albon GIVE THE PEOPLE WHAT THEY WANT HORNER!

maxverstappen1 oh come on! is no place safe from you two?

↳ username pray for max, my guy has been going through it.

logansargeant mom? dad?

↳ charles_leclerc no.

↳ teaganhorner yes!

↳ username i bet charles never anticipated becoming a grid dad to two rookies and an f2 driver.

redbullracing you know the drill people. it's a red bull 1-2 here in canada! il predestinato is on a role with another win!

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username the way charles ran up to max to celebrate their win. those two are best friends.

↳ username no, you're forgetting the way both of them ran up to lando to celebrate their first podium of the season together. they're brothers ladies and gentlemen.

username LET'S FUCKING GO!

username i was going to say that another season of red bull dominance was going to be boring but this season has been so interesting. with mercedes back on the rise and williams/alpha tauri pulling through this season. it's been so interesting.

↳ username i hate that mercedes is back on the rise because lewis once said that when he had his 8th wdc he'd consider retirement and i'm not ready to watch him go.

↳ username DO NOT EVEN PUT THAT OUT THERE!!

username the best fucking karma to ferrari would be if charles won the wdc in texas.

↳ username if he keeps up his streak of wins he probably will

↳ username fuck that, he's winning monza and he's winning spain because fuck sainz sr. not sainz jr.

↳ username wasn't carlos the one who punched and bashed teagan? why not fuck him?

↳ username because it's his father who's the dickhead not carlos. the man genuinely seems to dislike what's happening at ferrari now and we all know people say things when they're angry.

↳ username but also it's his parents who've been constantly bashing charles in the spanish media. i can still remember a specific situation involving honor last year.

SPAIN 2024

teaganhorner posted a new story

hola españa, are you ready for it?

lance stroll horrified looks from everyone in the room...

daniel ricciardo seriously? again? lance stroll once again, says the guy who sang our song in an interview and has basically made his love for taylor swift known daniel ricciardo she is arguably the most talent person born in 1989 lance!

lando norris slander to sza but okay.

lewis hamilton i don't know if i should be impressed that you know who sza is or not?

lando norris i had to look up other celebrities born in 1989, sza was the only one i recognized on the list

logan sargeant i recall teagan playing nobody gets me by sza last year

teagan horner listen, my boyfriend was having a horrible season, i was allowed at least one depressive song per race.

alex albon heathens, is maximillian okay?

teagan horner he's fine. the impact winded him and it was definitely a little dramatic bringing him to the hospital. but yes, he's fine. max verstappen that's not my name alexander! alex albon he's fine. got it.

oscar piastri i bet daniel wishes he were travis kelce.

daniel ricciardo DUDE! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO AUSSIE SOLIDARITY? oscar piastri IT DIED THE MOMENT YOU DITCHED ME AND LEFT ME WITH CARLOS'S DAD AND GIOVINAZZI. IF LOOKS COULD KILL I SWEAR I WOULD BE DEAD!

charles leclerc but you didn't do anything?

logan sargeant oh funny thing, people want oscar on the monza podium as a fuck you to sainz sr.

max verstappen fuck that guy. i can’t stand him.

teagan horner amen to that brother.

pierre gasly spanish media has been real quiet lately

lewis hamilton teagan, charles, and i grabbed lunch two days ago. i’m waiting for a ‘teagan horner trading company secrets’ article. teagan horner they’ll leave out the part where charlie was with us and say something like ‘teagan horner cheating on disgraced ferrari driver with 7x world champion’

charles leclerc wow calling me disgraced is a bit mean no?

oscar piastri it’s what they’ll say. we all know it.

mark webber you people are so dramatic

logan sergeant zip it multi-21

lewis hamilton i would agree but i also have a flair for the dramatic.

george russell yes, we all recall the “well he’s not my friend.” alex albon hearts were broken that day. mine included. esteban ocon didn’t he also get asked if he was a better driver than he was in 2016 and didn’t he respond “yes, and teammate” i could be wrong. teagan horner AND WASN’T NICO PRESENT DURING THAT INTERVIEW??

lando norris expecting brocades 2.0 and we got brorarri instead.

lando norris that doesn’t sound as nice.

lewis hamilton i get it i’m dramatic, it’s the capricorn in me

yuki tsunoda that excuse would work if you actually believed in zodiac signs but since you don’t, it doesn’t lewis hamilton i could! yuki tsunoda but do you?

teagan horner lewis how do feel about songs such as the great war and my tears ricochet by taylor swift?

lewis hamilton haven't heard them, why? teagan horner no reason!

liam lawson the real question is how does max feel about seven?

max verstappen if i cried, it's no one's business but mine charles leclerc he totally sobbed like a baby. max verstappen fuck you charles, i didn't! teagan horner he did, i was there! max verstappen go back to being a secret!

redbullracing despite issues this week, charles and max were able to come out on top this week. it's another red bull 1-2 here is spain!

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username calling giovinazzi crashing into max and later trying to provoke charles issues seems so funny to me

↳ username it seems hilarious to me

username they were on a mission this week and i loved it

username this is for everybody who said it was pure luck charles kept winning races. he went from p18 to p1 and max went from p19 to p2. those are MY red bull drivers

username they were not about to lose that red bull streak in spain of all places.

username spanish media has been real quiet today

↳ username they can't say anything because charles handled the situation yesterday with grace.

↳ username they can't even say anything about teagan leaving with max to the hospital because the camera's literally picked up charles telling her to leave with her 'brother'

↳ username i knew max was basically christian's son but this just confirmed it for me.

username two failed by ferrari drivers and carlos sainz sr.'s least favorite driver being on the spain podium is my favorite thing ever

username crying as a ferrari fan but also crying because charles has had his best season ever and i love that for him

↳ username leaving red bull was definitely the correct choice for him

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¡leclerc-s speaks! i'm not dead, i just lost motivation for this story for a little while but i'm back! it's a new year miracle! as i said before, someone had to be the bad guy and i didn't want it to be carlos for too long in the story. sorry to antonio giovinazzi, i'm sure he's a great guy but for plot purposes it's just the way it goes.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

[angelwiththeblue-box]

incorrect oc quotes bc im obsessed <3

amara: please don't kill me i have a girlfriend the curators: you think i care about that? amara: oh my bad, that wasn't a plea that was a warning marley driving her dad's car through the wall: YOU READY TO FUCKING DIE- . marley: i'm sorry for what i said under the control of the cursed amulet amara: don't apologize it was hot marley: marley: can we kiss now- . nate: wait how did you break your leg-? emily: do you see the back porch stairs nate: yeah emily: i didn't . nate: there are literally worse things than being trapped in a saw puzzle. for instance openly expressing that you have want and needs and are a real person jamie, very concerned: babe-???? . marley: don't cry about the past. cry about the future. marley: it only gets worse from here :) . nate: wanna play twenty questions? jamie: sure! nate: what's your favorite color? jamie: triangle, do you like me? . jamie: hey you fainted, what do you remember? emily: just the ambulance ride over max: that wasn't an ambulance, i drove you emily: but i heard sirens? max: that was nate nate: sorry i got nervous! . *at a zoo* jamie: what are they in for? max: james, this isn't prison jamie: so they can leave? max: no, but- jamie, pointing at a monkey: i bet that one murdered someone . marley: can we stay with you tonight? emily: both of you? what happened? marley, glaring at amara: someone wanted to play with a ouija and cursed my house amara: okay it's not my fault- marley: nobody knew how to banish spirits, amara just went around throwing salt and shouting 'DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A HOTEL TO YOU' . jamie: i've connected the two dots marley: you didn't connect shit- jamie: i've connected them :) . marley: okay i get it, you're having a rough time and seven people died- nate: twelve, actually marley: not the point marley: look they're dead now, and who's fault is it? nate: yours. marley: youre right. no ones! . emily: this date is so boring! max: this is not a date, for one we aren't dating and two i said i was going to the store emily: then why'd you invite me max: i didn't. i specifically said do no come with, and you said fuck you i do what i want . marley: the teacher is looking at us act natural! amara: physics physics nate: books books marley, nodding: learning learning

[tonnerredebrest]

I need another Simi being Max's parents 😭 please

You asked, I (hope) I delivered! This is set at the 2018 Austrian Grand Prix. AO3 link at the bottom. TW: J*s Verstappen The title is shamelessly taken from a Pitbull song.

******

Live life, don’t let it live you

“It can’t continue like that.”

Sebastian was sitting on a sofa in front of a pacing Max. They were in the latter’s cool-down room. The German had come to congratulate him on his victory when he heard shouting. Alerted, he began to listen and was horrified by what he heard. Someone was angrily screaming at Max, saying how bad he was that he didn’t even have the fastest lap and other absolutely false and disgusting things.

Seb couldn't stand more of that bullshit, so he made something fall in the corridor. At the loud bang, the water dispenser made when it touched the ground, Jos exited the room, leaving a distressed Max behind. Seb had immediately entered, taking on his paddock dad role very seriously.

“Seb, everything is right,” Max tried to lie to him, hiding his tears the best he could. He had decades of training, but Seb spent a decade with Finns. He knew when someone was pretending.

“No, it’s visible that it’s not right, that you are not right,” he insisted, trying to put as much will in his voice as he could.

“But I’m alright! I’ve just won a Grand Prix! I’m perfectly good, there’s nothing wrong.” The Dutch pilot sounded confident, yet his voice cracked at the end of his sentence.

The German said nothing, he just opened his arms for Max to come into them. The younger one did precisely that, rushing into the comforting embrace. He didn’t dare to cry, not when anyone could barge in. He just sighed, feeling safe and just soaking up the feeling. Seb could only tighten his arms around the youngster, hoping it would calm him a bit.

Peace had finally reached the room when someone knocked. Seb was ready to shout at the unwanted visitor, nobody had the right to come in when Max was this vulnerable.

“It’s just me,” a muffled voice came from the other side of the door.

Seb calmed down, it was just Kimi, his husband. He looked a Max, asking for permission. The latter gave it by nodding. The Finn had become a paddock dad by association, even if he wasn’t very demonstrative of his feelings.

“Come in!” The German then said. “But quietly.”

Kimi seemed to have understood, as he opened the door and closed it carefully. His face was firm, but Seb could see the worry under it. Kimi maybe seemed like he didn’t care as much as Seb, but it was false. He always cared for the youngsters like they were his children. He knew how harsh that world could be, having experienced it first-hand in 2009.

The Finn gently seated down near the two other drivers, pulling Max in his arms too. The latter sighed again. Whereas Seb was a walking hot furnace, Kimi was as cool as his stature. It really helped the Dutch driver on calming down, the difference in temperature grounding him in the present, away from the earlier scene.

“What did he do this time?” Kimi growled, he never like Jos, but now it was worse. Nobody could ever hurt people Seb cared about, people he cared about.

“Nothing, I swear, all is fine…” Max tried to appease the situation again, but a single glance from the Finn made him go quiet again.

“Jos was shouting at Max again,” the German explained, spatting out the other Dutch’s name. “We need to make him leave, forever.”

Kimi only frowned further, contemplating what injury he could inflict to the ex-pilot. Seeing his murderous glances, Max got scared something bad light actually happen.

“Kimi, no please, don’t hurt him,” he pleaded.

“He hurt you,” the Finn replied, ready to throw hands.

“Let me handle things,” Seb replied, glad to see his husband so invested.

If he had to be honest, the thought of some violence crossed his mind, but he had another more machiavellian plan in mind. Kimi looked at him questioningly, but he only got a smirk in reply.

“You’ll see at the next Grand Prix, everything will be OK,” the German said, gently stroking Max’s hair.

The Finn could swear he heard the younger one purr, but then he had been focused on something else. Well, he just had to wait for next week.

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It had hit the news early in the morning, so early Max wasn’t even awake yet. As his phone didn’t stop ringing, he opened his eyes. On the screen, he could see multiple missed calls from his dad and even Lando. He didn’t even know what happened, he had been kept out of the scandal for so long. He clicked on the first link his British friend had sent him.

Breaking News: Jos Verstappen, father of Dutch Wonderkid Max Verstappen, banned from Red Bull Racing garage for the rest of the season.

Max couldn’t believe his eyes. Had this really happened? How? Then he remembered Seb’s words from a little under a week now. The Dutch pilot smiled, Seb had really succeeded.

Some moments later, he called the German, but it was a Finn who answered.

“Seb?”

“No, it’s Kimi. He is taking a shower.

“Oh, then I’ll have to thank him later.”

Max could very well imagine Kimi nod. Suddenly, he wanted to hear more about how Seb managed to do this. It was known that Helmut Marko, RBR’s big boss, was very supportive of Jos. This paddock ban was very surprising, to say the least.

“Do you know how he did it?”

“We just went and talked,” Kimi answered audibly shrugging.

“Talked?” Max couldn’t believe his ears now. How could one convince Jos and Helmut to abandon what they so hardly wanted by just talking?

On the other side of the line, Kimi was smirking wide.

“Eh, you know. Seb had some power, being in RBR for so long, he knows how things work. And I have some Finnish friends too.”

Max almost let out a shriek. He wanted nothing more than to hear how it all got down now. But before he could just let out a sound, Kimi spoke again:

“Seby is back. See you later.”

The Finn hanged up, leaving Max a little bamboozled. The latter had to let out a laugh. The situation was so uncanny it became funny. As his laugh died down in his throat, Max could feel the endorphins swirling into his brain. His mind now at ease, he went back to sleep. After all, he still had some minutes to spare, and he could bathe in happiness for a little longer.

*****

[sanrioluversincebirth]

3.am rush!

Characters: Bakugo, Denki, Sero, Aizawa, Dabi!

Content Warnings: Fluff, Kissing, Smoking, Gender Nuetral reader

Bakugo

All started out when you and him where sneaking around the dorms.

Just being little kids doing little kid things.

It was a big movie night and everyone was getting ready.

As you were putting your pajamas on you got a call from bakugo saying yall need some snacks.

Yall wasn't allowed out after midnight and it was 2:55...

So ya'll snuck out to the nearest supermarket.

"I'm soooo bored" you whined as you were driving towards the closest market near you. After a couple of U-turns and lots of getting lost and yelling, you finally made it! "Hurry, I'm trying to get back so I can watch the movie" You rolled your eyes and jogged into the store quickly. "So what do we need?" Bakugo looked down at the list his friends made. Cringing at Denki's terrible handwriting. "Gummy worms, Gummy bears, Sugar cookies, 2 drinks of water, 3 Kool-aids, and a big pack of skittles." "Gosh, this is gonna be a lot." "It's ok Shoto gave us his dad's credit card, he said max it if we want." You sighed in relief as you both separated to go get the different stuff. It had been 20 minutes and you both met up at the checkout. You grabbed a Coca-Cola for you and an Arizona for him. Once ya'll made it back to the car yall was jamming to the radio until yall got back to the dorms. "Y/N YOUR BACK WE'VE BEEN CALLING YOU!" Mina exclaimed. You checked your phone and saw that it was on silence this whole time. "Oh... uh what did yall need..." You muttered out in embarrassment. "WE NEED POPCORN! HOW ARE YOU GONNA HAVE A MOVIE NIGHT WITHOUT POPCORN!" Denki yelled. You mentally facepalmed at yourself. "Well, I guess Yaomomo can make it right?" You suggested. "Didn't think of that..." "YAOMOMO WE NEED YOU!" Jirou screamed. At this point, the trailers for the other movies were done and the movie had come on, everyone sat down and focused on the movie. You turned your head to see Bakugo glaring at you. "What..." You questioned with an attitude. "You forgot the popcorn idiot" Then you started arguing about whose fault it was until Mina told you both to shut up while the movie was playing. Yall eventually stopped mean-mugging each other and finally paid attention to the movie.

Denki

Your mom is so cool.

Literally had a house party for her friends, your friends, your friends friends, neighborhood friends, your childhood friends, and who ever wanted to come in.

Your mom and dad are having so much fun while you and your friends are in your room playing truth or dare.

Everyone is having a good time until you and denki (who is your crush right now) is dared to take a trip to the convienence store

It would be mina 😒 (always in somebody buisness)

You and Denki had been dared to take a trip to the convenience store alone. You've had the fattest crush on him since you first met him. But how every cheesy movie goes you're too scared to confess 🙄. The convenience store is not far away from your house, just a 5 to 8-minute walk. You and Denki were already really close so yall was talking and joking around. Halfway to the store, you got tired. (lazy) Gladly a bench was nearby so yall both took a break. It was 3 in the morning so of course yall are gonna be sleepy. Yall are just babbling to each other hen something unexpected happened. "Ya know Y/N... I like you a lot..." He smacks his hand over his mouth almost immediately after. Your jaw drops in awe hoping he really meant it. You turn to look at him to see him blushing. Gosh if you COULD blush you'd be red as a watermelon. (#quirky) You realized how awkward it is without you answering. "Well, I like you too..." His face becoming relieved after hearing you say that. "Well, uh, do you wanna go out with me..." He asks hesitantly. "Of course, but don't tell anyone..." You say shyly. Well nobody would know if everyone wasn't hiding behind the bush next to the bench. Surprisingly they hadn't caused any noise. But once they heard that Mina jumped up and cheered her loudest. "YES, FINALLY I CAN STOP LISTENING TO HOW MUCH Y/N HAS A CRUSH ON DENKI AND HOW MUCH Y/N LIKES HIM." Yea you'd definitely be red right now. Denki looks at you with a very ego boosted smirk. "oh really~!" He said confidently. "Don't get your hopes up we're not dating surprise and disappointment" You said jokingly. "I-" Denki said out of Everyone laughed including you, Denki seemed to notice this and began to smile. You were the one thing that made him happy.

Sero

Yall didn't expect to stay for this long...

Yea you practiced longer on purpose but it was because of ✨him✨

So now its 3 in the morning, and y?our practicing for your skateboard tournament in a couple of days.

Of course sero, your guy friend CRUSH, would help you out being the gentleman he is 😌

Gosh, you were so weak. You've been practicing since 10 last night with Sero and you still haven't gotten your tricks mastered. At this point, you might as well unsign your name from the registry because you needed this to even qualify. Luckily your awesome friend is a pro and can teach you how to perfectly get that trick down. But it's been hours since you've tried or at least put effort into it. "Y/N your so lazy, you keep taking breaks every two seconds." Sero wailed. "Whatever it's not like I'll get this stupid thing anytime soon anyway..." Sero was tired of your stubborn, bratty, lazy attitude, so he grabbed you by the arm and got you up. "We are skating to the store quick, come on." You rolled your baggy eyes tossing your Monster Energy drink, that you finished hours ago, into the trash (#imnotlikeothergirls🤪) You picked up your F/C Skateboard and skated behind Sero. Once you arrived at the store you both got some more energy drinks and a lot of snacks. Both of you are exhausted. The lines seemed so long, it took forever just to get some drinks and some candy. When yall skated back it felt like you guys were on a forever pathway to nowhere. Both of you are dazed by the lack of sleep and the amount of caffeine you'd have to consume to get back awake. If sleep wasn't a thing this would be done in no time. By the time ya'll get to the park again your both warn out. But Sero is determined to help make you win. "I have an idea. Every time you try, you get a reward" You immediately lookup. "Like whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?" "Hmmm, you'll have to try to find out," He said with a smirk. After that, you never worked so hard in your life for a man. 💀 After trying your hardest all night you go to Sero for your reward. "So what's my reward!?" Out of nowhere soft lips connect to yours. Wow, you didn't expect his reward to be a kiss. But are you complaining, NO! After you pull away you confess your crush to him and of course, he likes you back! Ever since that day you've always trained your hardest, never knowing when he might kiss you again.

Aizawa

You and Aizawa have been married for a while

Your quirk is teleportation.

You both work at UA so...

The teachers and some heros are having a huge party appreciating all of your hard work

Students had been off all day so the teachers could get ready.

It wasn't top secret but it was a private event

But of course a certain someone has to ruin that.

Wow, you really thought you could get a day off. But no, they had to invite you and your very anti-social boyfriend. You both had been sleeping all day, waking up at 3 in the afternoon. You didn't even realize your phone had been going off since 8 this morning. Aizawa sighed lazily as you told him about the huge party that's happening at 10. You were about to get up, but he dragged you back down into the bed so he can stay resting longer. "Get off meeeeee, we gotta go." You said also just as drained of energy. "Noooooo, come back," Aizawa said. He lazily succeeded in bringing you back to the comfy bed, his warmth heating you up as you drift off back to sleep. Bad idea... very bad idea. Because when you got back up it was 8 pm. Not to mention Hawks was banging on your balcony window trying to wake you up. Looking outside you see the night sky realizing how late your "quick nap" was. "UHH Y/N YOU AND AIZAWA ARE GONNA BE LATE YOU BETTER GET UP!" Hawks spoke. You gave him a nod and shooed him away. You looked over to Aizawa who is still asleep. You shook him as hard as you could and tried your best to awaken him. When he did wake up you were rushing to get ready, trying to find a matching outfit. "Ugh, why all of a sudden our clothes don't match?!" You said frustratedly. "Let's go to the mall," Aizawa said. You agreed and teleported to the nearest mall with matching suits and dresses. It took you about an hour and you're just now getting home. You got dressed and made your way to the party. At this time it was midnight and you just arrived. "Y/N YOUR SO LATE!" Mirko exclaimed. "heh we woke up late ya know..." you said very embarrassedly. After a couple of hours, you and Aizawa left. It was around 3 and you were too hungry to pass up the gas station. Of course, you wouldn't normally see pro-heroes in a gas station, but you were so desperate and hungry. But you didn't realize which gas station you went to. This was the gas station that Aizawa confessed to you at, back when ya'll were teens. It was so euphoric to be here right now. "Y/n come on we gotta go home," Aizawa said. "I think I want to stay for a while." You said happily. You both sat on the curb and talked mindlessly to each other. You didn't even realize that the sun was coming up. "I guess we can go now." You said. "Yea come on." He replied. ya'll leave and went back home where you both got plenty more rest than yesterday.

Dabi

You and are very close colleagues (lovers)

You knew him before he joined the league

You both would alwas go the nearby pond at night

But tonight you have to make a quick stop at the store for some cigarettes

"Y/n, you want a pack?" Dabi said quietly so nobody could hear him. You both were wanted villains so of course, you had to be in disguise. "Nah I don't smoke." You said. You were trying to get out as soon as possible, not wanting to get caught. He stuffed a pack in his pocket while u put a drink in your jacket. You guys were headed out until you heard a gasp. You quickly turned around fearing you had been caught and ready to flee. Before you could Dabi grabbed you by your hoodie and ran. You hopped into a car and drove off immediately. You didn't plan on fighting today but it looked like you had to. Speeding down the street as sirens blared across town. Swerving in and out of traffic, going lane to lane. You hadn't joined right after him, but you did eventually about a month ago, so you weren't accustomed to this type of life yet. Dabi is a natural at this, makes a turn into a gated area leading the police off-road. He sticks his hand out the window letting flames rip out of his hand, burning the cop cars to pieces. Slowing down you realize where you are now. The pond looking the same as usual. One thing Dabi knew how to do was turn bad situations good. (me when I lie) When you both got closer to the pond he put his arm over your shoulder. "Remember when we met here," Dabi said. "Yea, we came here almost every day." You said, remembering when you both stumbled across each other. "I'm glad I met you-" Dabi said interrupted by his phone vibrating. "Hello?" Dabi answered. "You and y/n just caused chaos on tv..." Shigaraki said. "Yea what about it..." Dabi said with a bratty tone. "They have your license plate number, so they can track you'll down now..." Shigiraki said disappointingly. You and Dabi looked at each other. "Well I guess we're walking back..." you said wearily. "Yea, plus I need ya'll right now so make it quick," Shigiraki said before hanging up the phone. You both stood up and got to walking, hoping the base wasn't as far as you thought.

[samdeancass]

Friends with Benefits

Requested on Wattpad

Pairing: Scott x OC, Derek x OC, Isaac x OC (brief)

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut

Characters: Scott, Stiles, Derek, Isaac (briefly), Erica (briefly), Allison (mentioned), Kate (mentioned), Braeden (mentioned), Liam (mentioned), Kira (mentioned), Max (OC)

Words: 2,742

A/N: Max (OC) is Stiles' twin sister.

Description: After being unlucky in love with Derek and Isaac, Max falls into the arms of Scott.

Being Stiles’ twin sister was hard work. Max had to live with his incessant need to be annoying all day, every day, and to be honest he was beginning to drive her up the wall. Stiles always felt the need to be nitpick at everything that she did, which he knew annoyed her to no end. Sometimes, your dad, the Sherriff, had to pull you off Stiles because of how much he had angered her.

“Seriously Stiles, can you not go one day without annoying me?! You’re like one of those tiny bugs that you can’t see but is buzzing around everybody.”

Stiles pressed his hand to his chest mockingly. “Max, you cut so deep. How could you say that to me? I’m your brother!” A smile played on his lips when their father stopped Max from pouncing on him.

Although, if it wasn’t for Stiles, Max would never have met Scott. The three of them have been inseparable ever since they met. Scott had been there through everything Max and Stiles went through, especially the passing of their mother. After that, a solid friendship was cemented between the three of them. That’s why Scott trusted Max wholly with the fact that he was a werewolf. At first, she was a little hesitant but after some coaxing from both Scott and Stiles, Max grew more comfortable with it which made her trust in Scott grow stronger.

However, when Max met the mysterious new friend of Scott’s, her whole world changed.

“Err, Scott. Who’s that?” Scott and Stiles both turned in the direction you were looking. “That’s Derek. Derek Hale. He’s a werewolf, like me.”

Max couldn’t take her eyes off  Derek ,who was leaning against his Camaro. There was something about him that drew her towards him. Before she knew what was happening, Max’s feet began to carry her towards Derek, a fire in her chest.

When Derek seen Max making her way towards him, he stood up straight and kept his eyes on her, as if he was entranced. “Hey, I’m Max. Stiles’ twin sister.” He took your outstretched hand and gave Max a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry about that.” “HEY! I’m right here!”Both of them erupted into giggles at Stiles’ reaction and stared at each other for a while before Derek broke the silence. “So, do you know about everything that happens in Beacon Hills?”

Max nodded. “I’ve known for a while. I’m not gonna lie, it scares the shit out of me, but there is no way I’m going to let my town come under attack.” Derek nodded appreciatively before opening the passenger door of his Camaro. “Want to go somewhere else and get to know each other?”

Max turned back and looked at the two boys who were flirting, very badly, with girls two years older than them. A wide smile crossed her face before nodding. “Hell yeah!” Derek laughed at her enthusiasm before closing her door and making his way around to the drivers side.

Max’s feelings for Derek blossomed over the next few months but she wanted to keep them secret, so their friendship wouldn’t be ruined. However, during a fight with Derek, this secret was let slip.

“You need to stop fighting with Scott, Derek. Please. All he’s trying to do is keep this town safe!” Derek slammed his fists down on the table and turned to Max, his red eyes shining bright. “And what the hell do you think i’m trying to do, eh?” Anger was beginning to bubble in the pit of Max’s stomach.

“You really think that killing people is helping this town? Because it’s not! By doing this, you are pushing everybody away, including me. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to lose you!”

Derek’s eyes shone brighter as he walked over to Max and grabbed her shoulders. “I’m only killing the bad people, Max! Why can’t you understand that?! I’m doing this town a favour!” 

A tear was threatening to slip down Max’s cheek as his words sunk in. “How can you think that killing people is the right thing to do? I thought you were better than that, Derek! I need you to be better, I need you to change!” 

“Why? Why do you need me to change?! I’m perfectly fine the way I am!” The anger was beginning to bubble more; to the point that Max blurted out the one thing that she wanted to keep secret.

“Because I love you!” Max slammed her hands over her mouth as the last word was said. Loud cackling came from behind and Max turned around to see Erica walking towards them. She turned back around to Derek, who was staring at her in shock, before running out of the Hale House and into the forest. 

For the next week, Max avoided anything to do with Derek. That was, until he decided to break into her house one night. 

Max’s eyes shot open when she heard the sound of her bedroom window being opened. Carefully, she grabbed her lamp off her bedside table and hid at the side of the window, ready to attack the intruder. As soon as she seen two feet on the floor, Max swung the lamp towards the person.

“Ow! What the hell was that for!” Max walked closer and seen that the intruder was indeed, Derek Hale. “Derek?! What the hell are you doing sneaking into my room at 1o’clock in the morning?!”

“Well, I was hoping to talk to you about something, if you wouldn’t mind.” Derek nursed the back of his head whilst he took a seat at the bottom of Max’s bed. “What makes it so important that it couldn’t wait until morning?” Max took a seat next to Derek and examined the back of his head. 

“I wanted to tell you before I lost my nerve.” Max quirked an eyebrow at him, clearly interested in what has made Derek so nervous. He took a deep breath and turned to Max. 

“I know I should have told you this straight away, and I’m sorry that I didn’t. I just wanted to make sure that what I am feeling for you is genuine because.... I care about you too much to hurt you. I guess, what I’m trying to say is that I love you to. But we have to wait until you’ve graduated. It won’t look very good if a grown man is dating a high school student.”

Max stared at Derek with watery eyes and a large, beaming smile. She placed both of her hands on his cheeks and leaned in to plant a passionate kiss on his lips. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.” 

A playful glint was evident in the corners of Derek’s eyes. “Yes, yes I do.”

Around a month after confessing her feelings to Derek, Max started to date Isaac. It was going so well at first. Max was beginning to develop feelings for Isaac as well as Derek. She loved being in Isaacs presence and he made her feel safe. However, all of that fell apart when Max found out that Isaac had cheated on her with Allison on their 6 month anniversary. After, Max had a fling with Aiden. This relationship wasn’t serious and it quickly ended when Aiden was killed by the Oni.

Max has been single ever since and she only had a year and a half left until she could graduate high school and finally be with the one man that she has always wanted. However, she didn’t know that the plans that she and Derek made all those nights ago was going to come crashing down around her.

Max had heard through the grapevine that Derek was dating Braeden, which she was absolutely fine with, until he left with Braeden after the pack had saved Scott from Kate and the Berserkers. 

She was left heartbroken and through herself into her school work and the pack to keep her mind off Derek. Max became more focused on helping Liam hone his new werewolf abilities as well as helping him study for school. Stiles was, well Stiles. Scott was determined more than ever to keep the rest of the pack in Beacon Hills which is why he was broken when Kira left to gain control of her kitsune powers.

One night, Max and Scott were ‘studying’ for a huge maths final that was coming up. Laughing and giddiness filled the room as the two of them messed around on Scott’s bed. “This is the most fun I’ve had in a while. Thanks, Scott, I really needed this.” 

Scott turned to Max with a beaming smile. “Anything for my best friend.” Max cocked an eyebrow at him. “I thought my brother was your best friend.” Scott placed a a finger to his lips. “Shh, it can be our little secret.”

They both lay down on the pillows and stared at the ceiling, content with each others company. “I’ve missed being with somebody like this, just having fun.” Scott turned to Max, his head resting on his arm and a warm smile on his face.

“I forgot to ask, how have you been since Derek left with Braeden? I know how much you cared for him.” At this question, Max’s whole demeanour changed and she stiffened up, still bitter about everything that had happened to her. 

Scott sensed this change and immediately sat upright, concern written all over his features. “I’m sorry, Max. If you don’t want to talk about it, it’s Ok.” Max shook her head and sat up. “It’ll do me some good talking about it. I’ve kept it bottled up for so long, I’ve grown to resent what me and Derek had.”

Scott scooted closer and wrapped a comforting arm around Max’s shoulders as she began to talk about how the events had affected her. “I just feel as though I’m not good enough for anybody. First, Isaac cheats on me and then Derek leaves me when he promised that we’d be together when I graduated, which isn’t to long away now.” 

Her head hung low at the thought of graduation. What once was a happy thing to look forward to was now something that she resented as it would remind her of something that was never going to happen. “I’m never going to be good enough for anybody. I’m better off away from everybody, where nobody can get bored of me. I’m just something that people can have before they find something better.” 

A low growl left Scott’s mouth as the last few words came out of Max’s mouth. Out of the blue, Scott grabbed Max’s face with both of his hands and kissed her. Max immediately melted into the kiss, running her fingers through his chestnut brown locks. Tongues began fighting for dominance as the kiss became more heated. Scott placed his hands on Max’s waist and heaved her onto his lap so she was straddling him. Max’s hands left Scott’s hair and travelled down the back of his neck and around to his chest. 

She began to tug at the bottom of his shirt, indicating that it needed to come off. Taking the hint, Scott broke away and took his shirt off, throwing it onto the floor. One by one, more clothes came off as the kiss developed further. A pile of them were at the foot of Scott’s bed, and both him and Max were naked in front of each other.

Max lay down on the bed as Scott manoeuvred himself on top of her, his eyes travelling the whole of her body. “So beautiful.” He leaned down and placed a loving kiss on her lips. One of his hands began to massage one of Max’s breasts, which made her groan into the kiss. Scott chuckled at her response and began to kiss down her body, leaving small hickeys in places that nobody could see, all while his fingers were flicking her ever growing nipple.  

He stopped kissing just before her pussy which caused Max to whine. “Please, Scott. Don’t stop now.” He flashed her a devilish smile before disappearing inside her, his tongue lapping circles on her clit. Max felt the familiar sensation brewing in the pit of her stomach and she was desperate to get her release. “Scott...more....please.”

As if her knew, Scott ceased his actions and wagged his finger at Max. “Did you really think it was going to be that easy?” Max gulped as his eyes flashed a deep red. He chuckled at her silence and he slid two fingers into her, her juices acting as lube. Max’s face was in bliss as Scott’s fingers moved faster and faster inside her. He slid in a third and a fourth finger and a smile crossed his face as he felt her walls beginning to pulsate around his fingers. 

Scott slid his fingers out and crawled onto her once again, sliding his long length inside of her. Max’s walls stretched to the maximum as she adjusted to his size. He was the biggest that she had ever taken and she was looking forward to the fun they were going to have. 

Max gave Scott a nod before he began moving inside her. His movements were slow at first, careful not to hurt you, but soon after his alpha side took over. Scott fucked her into the bed, screams of delight and pleasure leaving his lips. His hands wrapped around her hips so tight that he was sure it was going to leave bruises. 

Max could feel herself coming close to her release, so she grabbed Scott’s shoulders and squeezed as her walls clenched around Scott’s length. He released after a few more pumps and came, loud profanities leaving his lips. 

Scott pulled out and lay down next to Max, pulling her into him. A thick sheen of sweat covered both of their bodies as they both lay there, heavily breathing. A loud vibration sounded from the nightstand and Max reached over to answer it. She talked for a while before hanging up and gathering her stuff to leave. Stiles was on his way home and he had offered to pick her up from Scott’s as she had left her car at home. 

“I’ll see you later, Scott. Stiles is coming to pick me up.” Max left the room without looking at Scott and walked down the stairs, out of the front door. Stiles was already waiting for her by the time she had got out. Max opened the passenger door to the jeep and threw her stuff in the back before hopping inside.

“How did it go?” Max shrugged. “You know, same old boring school work. Nothing new.” Stiles nodded in agreement before starting up the jeep and driving the journey home.

The next day, Max was stood at her locker at school when Scott approached her. She kept focused on the stuff in her locker and kept packing her bag, completely ignoring him. Scott let out a small sigh. “Please talk to me.” 

Max took a deep breath and closed her locker before turning to him. She tried her best to keep a straight face but the puppy dog look Scott was currently wearing was too much to handle and Max smiled at how adorable he looked. This made Scott smile, small dimples revealing themselves in his cheeks. However, that smile soon faded and concern grew on Max’s face.

“What’s wrong?” Her head cocked to the side as Scott shuffled his feet. “Do- do you regret what happened between us?” Max blushed at the question and shook her head. “Nope, do you?” He also shook his head. “Of course not, but I am a little scared that Stiles will hit me with his bat when he finds out.”

Max laughed. “Do you really think that I’m going to tell my overprotective twin brother that I had sex with out best friend?” Scott then laughed and shook his head. “I guess not.” 

Scott and Max carried on their conversation and came to a realisation that, since they are such good friends and they don’t want to ruin that relationship, they should be friends with benefits. 

Both of them were extremely happy with this arrangement. They kept it a secret from the pack and Stiles, of course, but when Max was alone she had lots of fun with the Alpha.

Tags: @stellastyless​

[mandoalorian]

I Believe In Love [Maxwell Lord x Reader] - Prologue

Author's Note: *Spoilers for WW84* Welcome to my brand new series coming Jan 2021! December Magic (my first Max Lord series) will be coming to an end in the coming week and I'm finally excited to share with you my brand new series. This series will be my interpretation of what happens after the events of WW84. If you would like to be added to a taglist, please let me know! Merry Christmas everyone.

Word count: 2,000

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"I've been lying to you, I'm not a great guy. In fact I’m a pretty messed up loser guy. And I make terrible mistakes. But you... you don’t ever have to make a wish for me to love you. I'm here because I love you. I just… I just wish and I pray that one day I will make you proud enough to forgive me.” Alistair could see the plea in his father's eyes. He could see the promise. And he saw a glint of something he had never seen before. Something so genuine, and powerful. Something so beautiful.

Alistair smiled weakly. “I don’t need you to make me proud. I already love you, daddy. Because you’re my dad.” Alistair revealed, pulling his father into a hug.

"I love you so much, my son." Maxwell croaked out, his hands fondling into Alistair's locks of hair and pressing a kiss into his forehead.

Maxwell's whole life; he had wished for more. Something bigger and better. He had wished for greatness because that was something he had never had. He couldn't afford college education and he didn't have loving parents. He came from a broken home; so when the opportunity arose and he was presented with shares in oil and the potential to start his own business, he took it. He yearned to make someone proud, and after the birth of his son, he'd found that someone.

It had all gone wrong. It wasn't meant to, but it had. Maxwell didn't think he could ever be able to forgive himself for his actions and misdirections, but his own forgiveness didn't matter. He could live the rest of his life in painful guilt if it meant that his son still loved him unconditionally.

Maxwell saw himself as a monster, a beast. For who would love a broken man like him? His parents didn't, his ex wife didn't. He had no one. He needed Alistair more than he could ever know.

"Daddy?" Alistair mumbled into his father's dress shirt, salty tears pricking his dark eyes. His voice was muffled by the way he had nuzzled his face into his father's warm chest, cherishing the embrace.

"Yes?" Maxwell hummed, eventually pulling away from his son, but his hands still set firmly on Alistair's shoulders. Alistair hesitated for a moment, nervously biting his lip as his father searched for an answer. What did Alistair want? Whatever he wanted, Maxwell was ready to give it— ready to give his all. Ready to change and become a better man. Alistair took a deep breath. He had a lot to learn and a long way to go but he was finally ready.

"Can we go home?" he asked, his eyes glistening with hope for a better future.

"Yes." Maxwell sighed, exhaling and letting his entire body deflate as he interlocked his fingers with his son. Alistair's hand was small, but his grip on Maxwell was tight— like he was afraid to let go. Afraid to lose his father. He couldn't lose him, not again.

The helicopter was still in near enough distance but Max wasn't about to hitch a ride a fly home like he might've once done before. Maxwell and Alistair walked through the field hand in hand until eventually they reached the highway. Where there was once plenty of abandoned cars and trucks, the world was finally restoring back to its former ways. But Maxwell swore that he was done being the greedy, selfish, businessman turned TV personality. He wanted none of that anymore. He wanted his family, and his son. He wanted to be a good father.

All he ever wanted deep down was to be a good dad to Alistair. He never believed in himself. How could he, when he had no father figure to look up to? Nobody in his life to give him encouragement, guidance or reassurance— nothing. He had come this far on his own and it was awful, isolating and damaging. He would not let his son make the same mistakes as he did.

They passed through the highway and it wasn't long until they were back at Black Gold Cooperative. Knowing that his company was about to go bust and that he'd have to sell all his assets just so he'd be able to earn enough to live off for a few months concerned him, but it was the least of his worries right now. He reached into the pocket of his tailored suit pants and took out his car keys, unlocking the passenger door and ushering for Alistair to slide in.

"But daddy, don't you have a driver?" Alistair questioned, his fingers fiddling with the knobs and buttons on the car radio. Maxwell slid into the driver's seat and let his hands glide around the wheel as he tried to recall the last time he had driven himself. It had been a long time.

"You know buddy, things are going to be changing very soon," Maxwell said, his eyes glazed as he looked upon the orange glowing skyline. "You might not like it at first. Might be hard to understand but, I promise you that one day you'll get it. I'm never going to hurt you again and I will make up all my wrongdoings. Even if it takes me the rest of my life," Maxwell huffed out a sigh. "Truth is, I was never deserving of the fancy cars, designer clothing and big house. But if there's one thing I've learned, it's that we don't need those things to be happy."

"What do we need?" Alistair questioned curiously as Maxwell turned the key and initiated the engine.

Maxwell recalled the words spoken by Diana. "Love," Maxwell responded, like it was the simplest yet most beautiful thing in the world.

Most of the car journey home was filled with comfortable silence as Max kept his eyes on the road ahead, concentrating to the best of his ability whilst Alistair gazed out the window as he seemingly watched society rebuild itself. "So uhm, we still have the weekend together," Maxwell smiled as he pulled into the driveway. "What do you want to do?"

"I don't care, as long as I can spend time with you." Alistair grinned, a dimple appearing in his right cheek. It mirrored his father's. Maxwell took a deep breath and turned off the engine, unclicking his seatbelt and turning to his son.

"I have always loved you," Max admitted. "And I will always love you. Forever."

Alistair paused. "Can you play on the Atari with me? Mom's new boyfriend bought me a new video game and I really wanna try it out! He wanted to play with me but, you know. I'd rather play with my daddy."

Maxwell's eyes lit up ecstatically. He didn't have the first clue about video games, and in the past he would've shrugged off Alistair's request. But in this moment, he couldn't think of anything better. They sat on the floor in front of the nineteen inch television, stuffing their faces with popcorn. "Hey!" Maxwell laughed, huffing his cheeks out in annoyance. "You keep killing me!"

"Daddy," Alistair groaned out with a small giggle, prodding his finger into his father's tummy. "I'm going easy on you!"

"Okay okay," Maxwell chuckled as Alistair restarted the game. "Let's start again, I know I can beat you this time!" Maxwell grinned and pressed 'play' on the controller, his ring clad fingers pushing the buttons desperately.

Maxwell had spent his whole life trying to find his destiny and understand his legacy. He'd spent his life in pursuit of meaning and purpose— but the truth is, his purpose had been right before him this whole time. His purpose was Alistair. And right now, he couldn't be happier. Diana had let him off the hook, but that didn't mean his actions wouldn't have consequences.

The phone rang; a haunting buzz that vibrated throughout the whole house. "Can you pause it for me?" Maxwell asked, ruffling Alistair's hair. "I'll go answer this call and bring us back some more popcorn." Alistair nodded excitedly as Maxwell rose to his feet, his knees aching as he stalked over to the still ringing phone.

Leaning against the wall, he pulled it off the hook. "Hello?" he asked, curling the wire around his finger. "Who's there?"

"Max, it's me," the voice was like a ghost from his past. He felt his heart sink into the depths of his chest as he could practically taste the anger that dripped from her familiar tongue. "Bring Alistair home. You do not deserve him. I don't want you anywhere near my son ever again." she threatened before the line fell completely silent. Dead. Maxwell's shaky hands placed the phone back on the hook and he closed his eyes. He knew that he wasn't deserving of the unconditional love that Alistair gave him, but that boy meant the world to him. He had finally found his opportunity to change and become a better man— a better father. Maxwell padded back down the corridor and leaned against the door frame, watching as Alistair carefully read the words on the back of the box of his video game. Max's lips curved into a small but proud smile. That was his boy, and he wasn't going to let anything take Alistair away from him.

***

"I renounce my wish!" You had heard his voice, but only in dreams. Usually, it was soft like velvet, sweet like honey, but this time, you had awoken in a cold sweat. You pulled the blankets over your body as a chill raced down your spine. You felt his pain, his anguish and hurt. It was unlike anything you had ever felt before. Your scream alerted your mother who raced to your bedside with intentions to comfort you.

"Another nightmare?" Your mother Hesita asked you with concern. She smoothed out your hair as you wiped a tear away from your eye.

"It was him," you whispered, your voice shaky. "He needs me. I know it."

"You have found your calling?" Hestia quizzed, her voice merely above a whisper as she gazed into your eyes. You nodded slowly, never feeling more sure about anything in your life. "How do you know?"

"It is my duty," you replied softly as you looked past the skylight and amongst the stars. "Zeus made me the goddess of home and hearth for this very reason."

"But what makes him so special?" Your mother wondered out loud, her hand sliding into yours knowing that this would be your final night in her company.

"I don't know." you huffed with a tired shrug of your shoulders. It was true: you genuinely didn't know why you had been hearing his voice, letting his words and whispers haunt you over and over again. He consumed your every thought— this mysterious voice from the world of man.

"I renounce my wish!" those four words replayed in your mind like a broken record as you tried to figure out what exactly they meant. But it didn't matter. You felt his heartache. You felt his pain. And now? You were coming for him.