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sunflowergirl522 · 1 year

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Seeing Double

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Mom!Reader

Summary: Eddie meets you and your twins by chance at Family Video.

Word Count: 4973

The Twins Masterlist

“Are you girls ready to see Steve?” You glance back at your twins in the rearview mirror as you pull into the Family Video parking lot. As you do you double check their seatbelts are still on, something you continue to do every time you’re all in the car together now that they’ve just outgrown their car seats.

“Are we getting ice cream after?” You could kill Steve for getting it in their heads that each time they see him they’ll get ice cream.

“We’ll see Rosie baby. I don’t think he’ll be done working until later, we’re just stopping in to say hi and maybe grab a movie or two.” And to see if you could snag a job there so you don’t have to rely completely on the inheritance you got from your grandma. You’re hoping to be able to save most of it for the girls' life funds for them to use in the future to get cars or go to college.

Almost as soon as you open up the car door to let the girls out they go running towards the building. They must’ve taken their seatbelts off and gotten ready to bolt as you were parking and getting out. You’ll have to be more prepared for that now that you don’t have to unbuckle car seats for them anymore.

“Girls wait!” You throw your purse over your shoulder and rush after them.

Eddie’s walking up the horror aisle of Family Video ready to check out when two small bodies bump into his legs. He looks away from the VHS in his hand to see the identical girls who are staring up at him. He then looks up from them and over the movie racks to see if there was anyone else in the store that they could belong to.

“Woah am I seeing double or are there two of you?” He puts on a playful demeanor when on the inside he’s freaking out a little bit because he’s almost definitely the only customer in the store other than the guy who came in right after him. The two girls giggle without a care in the world. “Where’s your mom?”

“She’s coming, we’re picking movies.”

“Then maybe we should get you to a different aisle.” He glances at the shelf next to him at the movie covers while keeping an eye on the girls so they don’t just run off. They shake their heads and get closer to him, one of them moving his hand to see the movie he’s holding.

“What’s this one about?”

“Nothing interesting, I’m sure you wouldn’t like it.” Eddie decides that it might be best to just keep them where they are and be distracted so their mom can find them easier and they don’t end up running out of the shop alone. “But here’s one you might like. It’s about this cute Gremlin Gizmo and-” Eddie’s cut off when the other girl grabs his hand and pulls him down the aisle to point at a movie at the bottom.

“Tell me about this one.” He has to crouch to see the movie she’s talking about but when he sees that it’s Poltergeist he starts to stand. The girls hold onto his shoulders to keep him there while demanding to know about that movie instead of Gremlins.

“Hey Y/n!” Steve greets you with a big smile on his face as you rush into the building. He glances around you for your girls and just when he’s about to ask where they are you speak.

“Steve, where'd the girls go? They just ran in here.” You’re trying not to freak out because they’re definitely in the store but anything could happen to them. What if there was some creepy guy trying to lure them away right now?

Steve starts to freak out though, because those are his baby cousins that he’s always felt are more like his nieces. And you can tell he’s starting to freak out and it’s just making you want to freak out more.

“They have to be in here somewhere, start looking down aisles. I’ll take the right side, you take the left.” He jumps over the counter and you nod, rushing to search.

When you finally find them they’re crowded around a man who’s crouched down pointing to and explaining a movie.

“There you are. Found them Steve! What have I told you about running off?” You make your way towards them scolding them slightly. They just look at you wide eyed, like they’re caught in the act of doing something they shouldn’t be, and continue to stand where they are holding onto the man's shoulder. When you see the movie he’s pointing at, you want to laugh. “Dude they’re five years old, they don’t need to know what Poltergeist is about.”

A chuckle falls from your lips and Eddie and the girls both relax from their tensed positions. Eddie’s stunned though because you don’t seem to be too angry at the girls for running off or at him for telling them about a scary movie. He can see why the two girls next to him are so cute now though. Before he can say anything in response Steve comes skidding to a halt at the start of the aisle.

“Girls!”

“Steve!” They leave Eddie and go running up to Steve who has his arms out for a hug.

“Sorry about that Princess, tried telling them about Gremlins but they really put their foot down and demanded Poltergeist.” He stands and you sigh, you thought it was something like that.

“It’s fine really. They always wanna watch scary movies, I blame how much I watched them when I was pregnant. I won’t let them watch any though!” You’re quick to defend yourself because people think you’re enough of an unfit parent already without the fact of your girls being oddly obsessed with wanting to watch horror.

“Hey Eddie.” Steve greets him as he leads the girls to you. “This is my cousin Y/n and her kids Primrose and Callie. Y/n, girls, this is my friend Eddie.” A light goes on in your head as you turn your attention back to him.

“You’re his metalhead friend in a band right?”

“That’s me.” He nods smiling at you before looking back over to Steve. “You talk about me Harrington?”

“Don’t cream your pants Munson, she knows about each of my friends.”

“Steve, Steve! Are we getting ice cream?” Steve looks up at you, shocked at Primrose's words.

“Don’t look at me like that Steve everytime you see them you take them to get ice cream or bring ice cream over.”

“I guess I could see if Robin would be fine here by herself for the last hour, it’s been pretty slow today. You girls wanna come say hi to Robin in the back?” He walks away as the girls cheer and pull on his hands leaving you alone with Eddie.

“No offense but you seem a little young to have five year olds.”

“I get that a lot actually.” You sigh out fixing the strap of your purse watching your babies and Steve disappear into the back before looking back over at Eddie. “People always judge me for that but it’s not like I can do anything about it now.”

“Oh, no I wasn’t judging you or anything I don’t, I’m not like that.”

“I know Eddie, from what I hear you’re a sweetheart.” He starts to go light pink at that, not sure how to react.

“Steve said that?”

“No but he told me about how you are with all the kids and that was enough to tell me that you’re a big softy.”

“So which ones which?” Eddie asks as the two of you start walking to the checkout counter together. When Steve had introduced them to Eddie he made no move to point to either of the girls when saying their names. You laugh at the question knowing how difficult it is for people to tell them apart especially since they only want to dress like each other right now.

“I’m not sure how to tell you without them being here but I can try. Callie’s a little more shy than Primrose so you might be able to tell that way. But Rosie is a little pinker in her cheeks and Callie’s hair is always a little bit more messy than hers because she’s always playing with it. If you can’t tell them apart, don't worry about it, Steve still has trouble with it until they start talking since Callie’s voice is softer.”

“Y/n!” Robin comes running out of the back to squeeze you into a hug. “I’m so glad you’re here!”

“Hey Robs!” Steve started bringing Robin along to visit you almost right after they became friends. She’s even shown up to a family gathering or two before. The three of you have become the three amigos basically. It’s refreshing for you to have Robin as a friend because since having the girls you haven’t really been able to keep friends for long since you can never really go out and if you do it can’t be for long.

“Do you need help unpacking or anything? I can come over after work and help organize or whatever.”

“If you want you can come over but I don’t want you to feel like you have to help me unpack.”

“Did you just move to town?” Eddie chimes in.

“Yeah, I’m actually just up the road from Steve now.”

“She was grandma's favorite so she got her house when she died.” Steve adds on as he comes out of the door with the kids, each with a movie in their hands. “The girls and I have decided that I need to stay with Robin so I’ll be over after our shift with her and a tub of ice cream. And I’ll take care of the movies, don't worry about it.”

“Eddie, you wanna watch this with me?” The girl tugging on his jacket holds up Legend and Eddie squints his eyes studying her face. ‘Callie?’ he mouths your way motioning to her slightly with his hand. You just nod shocked that he could tell that was her and that she had asked him that at all. She would normally hide behind your legs or arm when she's around a stranger while her sister talks to them.

“I don’t know, you should probably ask your mom before inviting a stranger over.” Her eyes go wide and she rushes over to your side at his words.

“Mama, can Eddie come over and watch Legend with me?” She whispers loudly enough that Eddie can still hear her and he holds back the laugh that wants to fall through his mouth.

“If Eddie doesn’t have anything else to do I suppose he could.” She cheers a bit causing you to smile and rushes back over to the man in question.

“Mama says you can come watch it with me if you got nothing to do.”

“Then I guess I’m watching it with you.”

“But I wanted Eddie to watch my movie.” Primrose complains holding onto your hand while Eddie hands Steve his movie over the counter to check out.

“Who said I can’t watch both?” Eddie says quickly placating her before the tears that you could tell were coming could show face.

“Really?”

“Yeah, so long as your mom doesn’t care about me hanging around for that long?” He didn’t mean to invite himself to stay longer than you might’ve wanted him to, he just wanted to prevent the crying he could tell was about to happen.

“Only if the girls promise to share their ice cream with you.” Admittedly you were glad Eddie was coming over to watch movies with the girls even though you barely knew him yourself. All you needed to know is that he’s good with kids and your girls have taken a liking to him what seems to be immediately. Him distracting them will give you time to actually organize and unpack the house.

“We promise!”

“Alright, say bye to Steve and Robin then.” You hug Steve over the counter while Robin talks to them. “So are you guys hiring?”

“We should be since Keith is getting ready to go to college. I’ll bring you an application when we come over.”

“You’re the best, thank you. Come on girls, give me hands.” You reach out for them to wrap their small hands around your own. Eddie salutes his two friends as he follows you out of the store.

“So you’re up the street from Steve? That’s cool, that you’re close to him.”

“Yeah, there’s really just a house between us. I’m closer to where Benny’s burger place used to be than he is.”

“You’re not far from me then.”

“Oh? Where’s your place?” You look at him while you open the car door for the girls to start climbing in.

“Oh, I’m uh, I’m over in the trailer park.” Eddie’s voice gets all quiet and shy as he tells you. He’s never been ashamed of where he lives, his trailer isn’t in bad condition or anything and Wayne never needed to take him in the way he did. But he knows you come from a family that has money and that’s intimidating even if he can tell you probably wouldn’t judge him.

“That’s cool, I was actually looking at some of the trailers for sale before my gram passed. I wanted to move back here before the girls started kindergarten but wasn’t sure I wanted to worry about owning a house quite yet.” You peek into the car seeing if they needed help buckling in to find them buckled and smiling at you while holding onto their movies. They’re so cute when they’re excited. You shut the door and walk around to the drivers side while Eddie leans down to peer into the window and wave back to them since Primrose had practically had her face smushed to the glass to wave bye.

“Alright, I’ll meet you there Princess.” He taps the hood of the car as he straightens out to look at you again. “I’ll look for your car in the driveways if I lose you on the way.”

“Okay, see you soon Eddie.” You beam his way and get into the car pulling out as he gets into his van.

Eddie pulls in behind you in the driveway making sure his stereo is turned down in case the girls would be able to hear the music from outside. He hops out just as you’re opening the car door for them. You don’t bother blocking the open doorway from them because you know if they go running it’ll just be to the front door but that’s something you’ll definitely be doing from now on. Callie waits as she gets out for her sister before they take each other's hands and giggle as they head to the doorway.

“Sorry in advance for the mess.” You whisper to Eddie self conscious about the state of the house right now.

“Don’t be, I’m sure my room has gotten messier than your house before.”

“I doubt it.” You love your girls but you haven’t been able to clean up the house at all with all the attention they want. And when they help unpack they normally just take things out of boxes and leave them on the floor or on tables.

When you open the door the girls run in immediately going to the living room probably to get one of the movies ready. Eddie motions for you to go in first with his hand and you take your keys out before heading inside. You flinch a little bit as he trips slightly over a little shoe and mumble a sorry his way.

“Don’t worry about it, moving can be a lot. Do you want the door locked?”

“No, Steve doesn’t have a key to get in yet and I don’t feel like opening the door for them.” One of the girls calls for you then and you rush to them worried they got hurt or broke something. Eddie fixes the scattered little shoes on the shoe stand against the wall next to the door before following after you.

The living room is a straight shot down the hallway from the door. There’s moving boxes along the wall and an open one in the middle of the floor with toys surrounding it. You’re kneeled in front of the tv collecting Legend from Callie’s hands while he takes in the matching plaid couch and lounge chair behind you. Primrose sits on the couch with a stuffed bear getting played with in her lap. The brown coffee table has been moved to behind the furniture to make room for the open overflowing box of toys that Callie runs to as soon as you start putting the movie in.

“Mama, where's Mr. Gibbs?” Callie asks as she digs around in the box spilling toys everywhere. You turn around as soon as you hear the rummaging start wishing she wouldn’t just toss everything on the floor like that.

“He’s up in your room sweetie. Remember you unpacked him first.” Her face lights up and she runs out of the room, past Eddie, to the stairs back in the entryway. “Careful Callie!”

“I’m hungry.” Primrose speaks up as you start to place the toys back in the box. Eddie can tell how tired you are in this moment, the way the cheerful facade you had falls into what he can only describe as exhausted mom the moment your girls can’t see your face.

“Alright baby, I’ll make some food soon. Eddie, do you want something to eat?” You barely look up from picking up the mess as you ask it. Eddie gets on the floor next to you and stops your hand where it is before you can grab another toy.

“I’ll clean this up since you’re being oh so kind and making me food. Go do what you gotta do.” He nods his head towards the kitchen and you send him a thankful smile standing up and smoothing out the baby blue sundress.

“Do you guys want some chicken nuggets?”

“Yeah!”

“Eddie?”

“Sounds good Princess.” He sends you a thumbs up over his head and Primrose giggles. As you walk to the kitchen you can hear the pats of Callies feet as she runs back down the stairs. Eddie finishes putting the toys in the box just as she runs back into the living room. There’s a My Pet Monster in her arms that’s almost as tall as she is as she comes to a stop in front of Eddie. “Who’s this?”

“This is Mr. Gibbs!” She gives him a toothy smile as she holds out the monster in her hands.

“Is Mr. Gibbs watching the movie with us?” She nods.

“It’s his favorite.”

“Why don’t you guys go take a seat on the couch and I’ll start it.” She tosses Mr. Gibbs on the couch before getting on herself. Primrose whispers something in her ear causing her eyes to go wide as they both start giggling.

“What are you two trouble makers giggling at over there?” You lean over the counter to poke your head into the living room through the open wall.

“Nothing.” You hum not believing them and pop back into the kitchen to put the frozen nuggets in the oven.

Eddie moves the box next to the tv on his way over to press play on the VCR. He could’ve used the remote on the arm of the couch but then he wouldn’t have had the excuse to move the box that he could tell had been stressing you out. When he makes his way back to the couch the girls split apart so he can sit in between them.

“Food will be done soon.” You come back into the living room and Callie immediately beams at you. She looks at you like you’re her whole world. And really you are, the girls are almost always with you, have been since you had them. They’re still very much in the stage of always wanting your attention and to hang around you, Callie more so than Primrose.

“You want me to sit on the chair so there’s room for you to sit with your girls?”

“No, it's fine. I’m gonna do some unpacking while you guys watch if you don’t mind?” You’re really asking if he doesn’t mind watching the girls while you do that and you’re so relieved when he shrugs in response.

“Yeah, do what you gotta do.”

“You’re not watching with me?” Callie sounds heartbroken as she speaks and the pout on her face makes you want to change your mind and sit next to her.

“Oh baby, I’ll still watch.” You crouch down in front of her and take her hands in your own. “I’m just not gonna be on the couch with you this time. Mama has to get some of this unpacking done so there aren’t boxes everywhere. I’m gonna miss you the whole time though.” You pepper little kisses all over her hands causing her to giggle a bit.

You stand up then kissing the top of her head before crossing over in front of Eddie to kiss Primrose's too. You move behind the couch, ruffling each of your girl's hair in the process, to decide what to unpack first. You land on the box of books sitting next to the half empty bookshelf built into the wall by the entrance of the room. There’s a box of books and other things that belonged to your grandparents that you don’t want sitting by it. You had spent the other night after the girls went to bed going through the shelves in the room with Steve. He took what he wanted home with him and the rest of it you’re putting aside so your parents and anyone else who cares can go through it before you donate it to the closest thrift store.

You didn’t realize when she left you the house it meant you’d have to go through all of her and your grandfather's old stuff basically all alone. Sure other cousins and family members raided the house before you moved into it but there was still so much left behind. Steve’s been a godsend with helping you clean some of it out. Your parents are coming over this weekend to get what they wanted and continue helping you unpack the belongings you brought with you.

“Honey I’m home!” Robin's voice rings throughout the house as her and Steve enter the house. You smile as they come through the doorway from your spot on the floor organizing the bookshelf that you’ve now filled up.

The girls have been pleasantly distracted between the movie and Eddie so you’ve actually gotten a decent amount done. The box of the old stuff has been moved to the room next to the entrance that was used as a second living room but is now holding the boxes of stuff you’ll be getting rid of. You think you’ll turn it into a playroom for the girls once it’s cleared out. And you’ve emptied out the box of books and organized them on the shelves in between getting the food out of the oven and making sure everyone eats. Eddie had been super helpful with getting them to finish their food so you can get what you had to get done.

Primrose hops off the couch running to hug onto Steve’s legs and almost knocks him over while Callie leans more into Eddie’s side murmuring the lines of the movie she remembers under her breath. She’s been doing it the whole movie and Eddie couldn’t wipe the smile off of his face if he tried. It’s adorable how well she knows it and he can just imagine her asking about watching it everyday especially with how bored Primrose seemed to be with it.

“You girls ready for ice cream?” Callie stands up and turns around to look over the couch at the man shaking the tub of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream in the air with his other hand on Primrose's head. You chuckle at the little cheer she gives knowing that it’s one of the only things that would draw her attention away from the movie. Legend is her absolute favorite and it’s a good distractor for her when you have to do something and she’s being clingy.

“Why don’t you and Robin take a seat and finish watching the movie with the girls,” you suggest standing up stretching and taking the tub from your cousin. “I’ll get the bowls ready and bring them out. Do you two want some too?”

“That would be great!” Robin smiles at you sitting between Callie and the arm of the couch before pulling her into her lap and jokingly admonishing her for not paying attention.

“I won’t say no to some of my ice cream.”

“Yeah, I bet you wouldn’t. Eddie, you want some?” You walk away from the group heading into the kitchen as you speak. While Steve wobbles his way over to the chair he normally takes up with Primrose holding onto his leg and laughing the whole time.

“I’m good.” He gets up collecting the plates from earlier off of the table he moved to in front of the couch for you and following you into the kitchen.

“Oh, thanks Eddie, I didn’t realize I left those in there.”

“It’s no problem.” He rinses each dish off before leaving them in the sink. “You want some help with that?” He motions to the icecream as you dig around in the box of dishes you brought for the bowls the girls have dedicated strictly to ice cream. They’ll throw a fit if it gets served to them in anything else.

“Can you just get bowls down for Robin and Steve while I find the girls’?”

“Of course.” Eddie opens the cupboard you motioned to, grabbing two bowls and leaving them next to each other on the counter. He starts opening up drawers in search of an ice cream scoop. He finds one just as you’re back to standing upright bowls in hand and he lets out a little woop with a fist pump holding it up triumphantly for you to see. You chuckle a bit at it and take it from him as he moves next to you again.

“So uh if you don’t mind me asking where’s their dad?” Eddie scratches the back of his neck as he asks. The fact that you’re super pretty and seem super cool definitely has no part of the reason he asks. He’s just simply curious, at least that’s what he tells himself in case he’s still around.

“Oh.”

“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” Eddie quickly adds on as he sees the surprise at his question on your face.

“No, it’s fine. He’s not really around, he was at first. We had been together for a year before I got pregnant.” You begin scooping the ice cream into bowls as you open up to Eddie. You’re not entirely sure why you’re doing it. Steve doesn’t even know the full story behind what happened but Eddie’s just so easy to talk to. You may have just met him but between how comfortable you and the girls seem to feel around him and how well he seems to fit in with the chaos that is your life already, it feels like you’ve known the man forever.

“I was ecstatic because even though I never thought much about being a mom I loved him and loved the idea of starting a family with him. He seemed excited at first too but then three months in we found out I was having twins and I guess he got scared. I don’t know, all I know is one minute we’re talking about building a life together and the next he’s saying he’s not ready for the responsibility of being a dad. I later found out he was always freaking out about it but his parents were the reason he didn’t give into his panic before. Guess they couldn’t convince him otherwise after he ran out of the building during the ultrasound because the next and last time I heard from him it was the phone call he dumped me on.”

“Well they’re great girls and you’re a great mom.” He’s only been around you all for not even a day and he can see that. You blink away the tears threatening to prick at your eyes at that, you rarely get told that you’re a good mom. “Whoever this guy is, he doesn’t know what he’s missing.” You open your mouth to respond but before you can Callie calls for you from the other room saying you’ll miss the end of the movie. You smile at her enthusiasm adoringly while putting the lid back on the tub.

“I’ll be right out baby!” You call back, placing spoons in each bowl.

“Take the girls bowls out, I'll bring Steve’s and Robins.” Eddie takes his friends' portions from your hands as you try to balance them all in your arms.

“Thanks Eddie, feel free to help yourself to anything too. Water, juice boxes, ice cream, food, anything.” You motion around the kitchen walking backwards so you can still look at him.

“You’re welcome.” He smiles in amusement as you lightly bump into the wall in your backup. “Careful Princess.” There’s a teasing lilt to his voice and you smile at him before turning around to present the bowls to your little angels.

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A gift. An offering for my wonderful @zeepziesdiary . I gift you Papa Leo content.

WHEN I'M GONE

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Summary: One of the only ways you can hear your Papa is through old files. Thank gosh Uncle Tello records everything.

Warnings: Slight angst, not much but it's there. Grief. Don't worry though, there's comfort!!

Requested: An offering to my beloved (/p)

GN Reader!

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You pulled back the curtain that would seperate your side of the room from CJ's, it was late, and you didn't want to wake him.

With a moments hesitation, you pulled your mask over your head, the device making a familiar chime as it powered on.

Using your guantlet, you selected the file you wanted to listen too, and closed your eyes as your papa's voice washed over you.

"How the hell does this thing work Donnie."

"Wait, it's on? Fffuuuu- I mean- frick."

You smiled as Papa cleared his throat, and continued.

"Hey there, birdy, if you're listening to this I guess that means you miss me."

"But, hey, I know you and Casey are fine. Because you have eachother."

"And where ever I am, I miss you too, so much."

"If you're listening to this 'cause- well, ya know."

"Then just know, I am so, so proud of you, birdy. You made it! Yay, confettii and streamers..! Youuu probably don't know what those are..."

Papa chuckled, and you giggled, you'd learned what those were yesterday from Mikey.

"Listen, my little gremlin, I gotta go now, Uncle Tello is being a bit of a diva- what do you mean you heard that? You're all the way over there!"

The sounds of banter and a low thump could be heard, then Papa shouted, "Love you, (Name)! Bubbye!!"

The recording ended, and you went to click on the next one, when you felt someone tap your shoulder.

You sat up and pulled up your mask, relaxing when you saw it was Donnie.

"Hey." you whispered, "What... are you doing here? What's up?"

"I made something for you." He whispered back, and you looked at him confused.

"Just follow me." He said, pulling you up from your bed.

Reluctantly, you allowed him to pull you along behind him. He led you into his lab, where he dropped your arm, rushing over to his desk.

He snatched up a small chip, then held out his hand, "May I see your mask?"

You hesitated for a moment then, removed the tech and handed it to Donnie. You watched as he inserted the chip into your mask, you were certainly curious.

He handed it back to you eagerly, and you took it, confused, "What does that do?"

"It upgraded your systems, now when you play an audio file, you have the option to project that same file through your mask. Kinda like virtual reality." He explained, clearly proud of himself.

"So, you mean like..." You trailed off, and clutched the mask tighter, "I can... see.. the recordings?"

Donnie nodded and you took in a shaky breath, "Thank you. I... don't know what to say, I-"

"Go test it." Donnie said, waving his hands towards the door, "Come let me know how well it works whenever you're ready."

You nodded, a small smile on your face as you speed walked out of the lab and into the main room of the Lair.

You debated returning to your and CJ's room to test it, but decided against it. Instead, you sat in a secluded corner of the room. After one last deep breath, you slid your mask over your face and selected a file.

Your mask made a ding ding! sound, and you clicked on the play button that appeared infront of you.

You gasped as Uncle Tello's lab appeared infront of you, it was exactly the way you remembered it. Down to the small, clear bowl filled with rocks on his desk.

Sitting in the chair infront of the monitors was Papa, who was talking to someone off to the side and out of frame. You turned your head in the direction Papa was speaking, and there stood Uncle Tello, back facing the camera as he worked on a small machine.

Papa turned back to the camera with a grin and you smiled back. Instinctively, you reached out for him, your hand stopping where he would be.

Your shoulders tightened and your hand dropped pathetically to your side as Papa started to speak.

"Man. I've been making alot of these huh? Can't tell if that's a bad thing."

"You better be taking care of yourself my little star child. I'm sure you are, because you're a good kid."

"It's... weird, knowing that if you're watching this, I'm not there to watch over you."

Papa smiled, leaning back in the ratty swivel chair that ususally rested at Uncle Tello's desk.

Slow tears started flowing down your face, most getting caught on your bittersweet smile before falling down your chin.

"I wish I could make these longer, birdy, but sadly, they gotta be short and sweet."

"Just know I am so so proud of you, yeah? Just take care of yourself for me. When I'm gone."

With a small wave, Papa leaned forward, and the recording ended with a soft click. Papa faded away. You pushed your mask up your face, a sob building in your throat.

This was the first time you'd actually seen him since...

Since...

Casey.

You needed Casey. Really really bad.

You stood quickly, speedwalking to your shared room. You'd tell Donnie about how well the chip thingy worked later. 'Cause boy did it work.

You hesitated for a moment when you reached Casey, but you knew that if you chose to just leave him be, and comfort yourself, he'd be more annoyed than if you woke him up.

So, you gently shook him awake, "Casey?" you muttered.

Casey blinked his eyes open tiredly, but that sleepinesz dissapeared the second he saw the tears running down your face, "What? What happened? Are you okay?" he asked quickly, sitting up.

You sniffled, shaking your head, "Nothing's wrong. Just-" your voice cracked, and Casey didn't wait a second longer to pull you into a tight hug.

"Thank you." you whispered, clinging to his shoulders tightly.

"Anytime, (Name). Anytime." he said, giving you a reassuring squeeze.

You spent a good part of the day with Casey, seeing your Papa for the first time since... well it threw you through a loop of confusing emotions.

On the one hand it brought you a comfort. One of your biggest fears up until now was that, eventually, you'd forget what Papa looked like. That no matter how hard you tried to remember you would never again invision his smile.

But, on the other hand, it was a shock. To see him so close, but not be able to reach him. It hurt. You knew that wouldn't last forever, the same feeling of hurt filled you when you first dicovered the audio files.

But now they simply brought you a comfort you'd been missing since you saved the world. This new tech would do the same.

And goodness knows you'll need that comfort.

Now that he's gone.

....................................

It's bittersweet, but this scenario has been running around in my head for SO LONG-

I based it off your little headcanons you sent me about Donnie's gifts to reader (I still have yet to answer that one, I'm getting there I swear-)

I just really needed to write this out or I probably would have lost my sanity-

#tmnt #tmnt x reader #x reader #rottmnt #leonardo x reader #donnie x reader #tmnt x reader platonic #casey jones junior #casey junior x reader platonic #sibling reader #little star child #i also really like the nickname Birdy for reader #i dunno why #i just do #peepaw leo #peepaw leo x adopted reader #future leo #future leo x reader

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bimobuddy · 7 months

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Cheering up a Clown (Helluva)

Helluva Boss tk fic

Asmodeus x Fizzaroli

CW - Suggestive joke, but no actual NSFW content takes place.

Takes place after S2-E6 (spoilers)

Summary: Fizz is upset about his friendship situation with Blitzø, Ozzie decides to cheer him up

Fizz looked down at his metallic hands and sighed a little. His right arm a slightly lighter shade than his left, having been just recently replaced after the kidnapping incident.

He had spent fifteen years angry at his best friend, not talking to him, and the thing that brought them back together was a hostage situation. He knew logically what happened to him was a genuine accident, but getting over fifteen years of anger and sadness was easier said than done. And that bothered him.

"Deep in thought, are we?"

Fizz turned to look up at Ozzie, changed into his robe for the evening. "Hey, there's my Big C-" "You're making a rooster pun to avoid talking about it, Fizzy." Darn, he knew him well. Ozzie sat on the large bed next to his tiny partner. "If you want to talk, Fizz, I'm here to listen." He said with the most love and compassion Fizz had ever heard from anyone in Hell. And the fact that it was directed at him made Fizz want to open up.

"Blitzø and I made up during that hostage situation.. I wouldn't have escaped if not for him, and I realized the whole.. blowing up incident.. it was a genuine accident on his end," He looked up at Oz, who was listening, nodding every once in a while, "I also learned he tried to visit me multiple times, but the staff at the circus told him I didn't want to see him, and they never told me he came to see me.. They lied to us, Ozzie, to keep us from talking." He felt tears start to sting his eyes, both from anger at the situation, and sadness that he had lost fifteen years with someone he had considered his best friend.

Upon seeing the tears, Asmodeus was quick to scoop up his little clown partner and hold him in one arm, using the other to wipe his tears away. "Fizzy, dear, it's going to be alright. I can't tell you that the pain will just go away, but remember we don't die of old age, you have an eternity to rebuild this relationship with him, if that's what you want." Fizz looked up at him and nodded. Ozzie continued, "I also can't say I know how you feel, but I can imagine it's probably very frustrating, upsetting, and difficult to fully process right now. Right?" Fizz nodded again.

Oz sighed, "My poor little froggy, I hate seeing you so hurt," He gently pressed their foreheads together. With Fizz having robotic limbs, this was how they cuddled or showed affection, as his head was the most sensitive part of him now. He continued, "Everything will work out, alright? It will take time and effort, and I'll support you every step of the way, but it will work out."

Fizz managed a smile and nuzzled his forehead again, his tail flicking a little. Ozzie smiled right back and held him closer. "Hey, there's my happy little Jester, where'd ya go?" He joked, causing Fizz to giggle. It was quiet and soft, since he had just been crying. It was a start, but not enough for Ozzie.

He started to pepper kisses over Fizz's forehead and face, while a gentle hand skittered up his side. "Smile, Fizzy~" Fizzaroli arched his back and leaned away out of instinct, rough giggles bubbling from his chest. "Ohohozziihihie!" He giggled, turning his head to hide his face in his lover's fluff. Oz simply followed him, tickling side to side over his tummy, how he knew Fizz liked it, even if he'd never admit it. He paid attention to his little gremlin.

Fizz arched and squirmed and curled up, but never truly made an effort to get away or ask him to stop. He'd let out half hearted 'nooo's and 'please' but never did he communicate that he wanted it to stop yet. "Ohohozzie, nohoho!" He squealed as Ozzie pinched at his lower sides, just above his hips, which made him curl up, and giggle much harder, gently swatting at his hands.

Ozzie brought Fizz up higher and nuzzled into his tummy, something he knew drove Fizz up the wall. Fizz immediately started to push against the rooster's head, kicking his legs out (careful not to actually hit Oz), while he giggled so hard, his sides would ache later. His tail went wild, waving from side to side. "Ohohoz, nohohoho, ihit tihihihickles!" Oz chuckled into Fizz' tummy, which only made it worse. "It tickles? Well that is kind of the point, Fizzy." Fizz shook his head, causing the bells on his hat to jingle. "Ihihit tihickles bahahad!" "And yet you haven't told me to-" "Stohop!"

Instantly, Ozzie stopped, and held Fizz close. He gave him enough time and space to breathe, and once he knew he was fine, Oz pressed their heads together again. "Feeling better?" He asked. Fizz let out another giggle, "Yeah.. I am." he said, stretching his arms around the bigger demon.

"Good, that's all that matters to me right now." Ozzie replied, laying down with Fizz on his chest. The former clown was quick to fall asleep, tired and feeling loved, and Oz was close behind.

#sfw tickling community #tickle community #tickle fic #tickling #helluva/boss

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fantasynsuch · 5 months

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"Sweet Thing" - Adam Stanheight x Fem! Reader NSFW

TW: post trap. I refuse to write anything pre-trap, as it implies he isn't alive grrrr. Maybe voyeurism??

As I stretch my full body out, I groan in relief. I've been sitting at this god-forsaken desk since 10 am, and it's 1 now. My boss decided it would be appropriate to drop a week-long project on me two days ago: it's due tomorrow. He's a dickhead, and I await the day he gets fired. Until then, I still have to complete this damn project: and it's taken away my attention from Adam.

He knows that my job sometimes takes away attention from him, and God bless him, he really does understand why. He doesn't complain when all I can give him in terms of attention is a quick kiss on the forehead and a "love you". He usually grabs my hand as I walk away and falls right back to sleep, as he tends to get home incredibly late due to his weird working hours - cheating men don't have a set schedule, he usually jokes.

Like always, this morning, I kissed him quickly and made my way to the office: since we moved, we've had enough room to have our own separate work spaces, which has been incredibly useful.

As I think about him, I notice a cough from behind me, and I turn around out of shock. He doesn't usually wake up this early. His shirt is off and his snail trail is... very tempting.

"Hey, babe! You're up early." I huff out a laugh. He grins at me from the door way and responds to me: "Well, I just couldn't fall back asleep. I have a pretty girlfriend in here who needs someone to keep her company through this shitty work- what kind of man would I be if I didn't keep you entertained with my beautiful face?" He chortles.

I giggle and motion him to sit down in the armchair at the corner of the room as I turn around in my swivel chair. I hear him shuffle his way over to the chair. He plops down and sighs dramatically.

I ignore his attempts to distract me with hesitation, but this project was incredibly important. I can't let him distract me.

"Oh, I-I just am soo bored without you. I just don't know what to do without your hands wrapped around my back while I sleep in, whatever will I do?" He pouts and crosses his arms like a diva who didn't get something she wanted.

I roll my eyes and state simply, "You will NOT sway me from the path of righteousness this time, demon!" I turn my head away from the papers and hiss at him playfully. I grip my pencil tightly and begin writing notes down so I don't forget them. He's distracted me from work projects before, but I will not allow it this time!

He exhales and then groans. I peek at him and roll my eyes. He notices my eyes and grins.

"Oh, you're ignoring me? You're childish!" He pokes his tongue out at me and looks thoughtful for a moment. He smirks evily, but I don't think much of it. He can't think of anything that interesting.

"You won't distract me this time, gremlin." I state simply.

He rolls his eyes and looks around the room in thought. I ignore him for a little while, and I hear small brushing and movements, but I don't pay mind to it. From the corner of my eye, I see his head thrown back, and when I look back at him, my eyes nearly pop out of my head when I see his head resting back on the armchair and his hand palming his crotch through his sleep pants.

"W-what are you doing?" I hiss through gritted teeth and look at his directly. He raises his head and when he sees me looking at him, he smiles in mock victory. He continues palming himself through his pants and groans lightly.

"Tha' got your attention, sweet thing?" He asks me rhetorically, but we both know the answer. Of fucking course it got my attention.

"W-well, you're stroking your cock while I'm working, so yes! It got my attention." I throw out of my mouth before I can bite my tongue.

He half smiles, as he knows he's won.

"Well, you have work to do. Don't let me distract you, sweet thing." God, that fucking nickname gets me every time. He knows it, and he's usually it to his advantage.

Fuck him. Fuck him and his pretty eyes, and his lean, pale form, and his happy trail dusting his stomach. Fuck his thick, mouthwatering cock. Fuck him and his kissable, plush lips. God. The space between my thighs feels more and more uncomfortable as the dampness increases. I try to string some words together, but he startles me by grabbing his sleep pants and pulling them down fully. There, his fully erect cock springs from his bottoms and bounces up and down before settling at attention. He's dripping from his tip. When did he have the time to get this hard?!

"I can't well go back to work now. " I argue, but he stops me quickly and states: " You definitely can, sweet thing. Ignore me." He demands, and at the sound of the nickname, my cunt pulses, and I groan. His eyes crinkle up with his smile when he listens to my reaction.

I turn back to my desk, but I stare blankly at the forms. How could I do anything productive with him stroking his cock right next to me? I peek from my peripheral and see him gripping his cock and stroking slowly. I hear him groan louder this time, as I can make out him pulling out his balls from his bottoms to sit ontop, and it takes everything within me to not tear him to shreds right there.

I grip my pen tightly, as I resist the urge to react. He reachs up to his chest and grips one of his tiny nipples, and he whimpers. He fucking whimpers. His hands carress his cock and move up and down faster.

I can't take it anymore. I turn and face him to watch as he throws his head back from the increased pressure from his hand. His eyes are closed tightly as his breath becomes more and ragged, indicating how close he truly is. I just have to do something.

I silently get up and stride over to the chair. I thank God we have carpets, as they're far quieter than the wood. His cock bobs up and down tauntingly as his balls draw tightly. His strong jawline is all I see as I get on my knees before him, but as I kneel, I feel just how wet my cunt is between my legs. I'll take care of him first, and then I'll see about myself.

As he loses himself in his own body from the mixture of pleasure from pinching his nipple and fondling his cock, I grab his wrist hard and pull it away. He looks down in shock: both from the sudden and distinct lack of pleasure, and how silent I was getting over here.

"Oh, hey sweet thing. When'd you get down there," He smiles drunkenly at me as he realizes what I'm doing.

"Shut up and cum in my mouth, please." I ask, no, beg him.

"I think I can make that happen, " He winks at me, and at this confirmation, I grab his cock with my hand and swiftly position my mouth over the tip. I lick the glob of pre-cum that had made it's way to his slit, and he stifled a sob. Once I licked it up, I lower my head down his dick and begin to bob my head fast. His head throws back again as he wails out. I hear "Please, please, please," and "Yes, yes, yes". His moans sound like an orchestra.

I continue to pleasure him, and I go to gently grab one of his balls. I begin to massage the sac, and at that, he reachs down and grips my hair. His hand rests firmly, but not painfully, on my scalp. That's one thing about him I loved. He was always careful to not hurt me. His hips begin thrusting up, but he manages to control his hips and do phantom thrusts as to not choke me. I can tell he's close. He's so close.

I look up through my lashes, and I see his head is no longer resting on the back of the chair, but looking directly down at me. When I look up at him, we make eye contact and that seems all it took to send him over the edge. His hips thrust into my mouth aimlessly as his grip on my hair tightens. His head throws back and he wails out a "Love you so fuckin' much, swee-" But he gets interrupted, as my head bobs all the way down into his wirey pubic hair, and I swallow. He shouts as his cum shoots deep into my throat. I pull up slightly as his streams of cum become progressively less forceful. I pull away when his breathe evens out, but one last string of cum shoots out and hits me on my cheek.

"W-woah." He whispers simply.

"Don't distract me, and this won't happen." I wink at him, and I go to stand up, but he quickly grabs my arms to pull me into his lap. He winces when my wet cunt brushes up against his oversensitive cock. He powers through and leans up to my ear.

"Oh, you didn't think we were done here, did you? Your dickhead boss can wait an extra day. You won't get off my lap until you've cum at least 3 times, sweet thing," He whispers evily in my ear. I shudder and flush at the nickname, but he smiles.

"God, I love you so fucking much." He declares, as he leans in to kiss me.

I wasn't able to say it back, but he definitely knows. I make sure he does.

@theteabush for you!!! <3 pls reblog if you like!!

#adam faulkner stanheight #adam stanheight angst #saw fanfic #adam stanheight fanart #adam stanheight imagine #adam stanheight x reader #adam stanheight x you #saw #saw x reader

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animeomegas · 2 years

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Naruto with a kind stranger. A stranger from a wealthy clan and does not believe in all the rumors about Naruto. They meet and start talking. A stranger helps Naruto at the academy, around the house, buys him everything he wants. Naruto starts calling them big brother/sister. And he tells everyone that he has a cool older sister / brother. The stranger completes Iruka's concern for Naruto.

"Hey Naruto," you greeted, opening your front door to the face of your favourite little gremlin. "You got all your academy homework ready for us to work on together?"

The bright smile that had bloomed on his face when you opened the door dropped off at the mention of homework. His grades had definitely improved with your help, but Naruto was still resistant to school work.

"Can't we have dinner first?" he pouted, running up and hugging your legs. He looked up at you with his top tier puppy eyes and you couldn't help but ruffle his hair. He really was the little brother you'd never had.

"Well," you drew the word out, leaning down with a hushed voice as though you were sharing a secret. Naruto perked up and listened immediately. "I have a surprise for you for after dinner, so we have to get all your homework done first, okay?"

Naruto's mouth dropped into a little o shape as he registered your words.

"A surprise?!" he shouted gleefully. "What is it?! What is it?!"

"I guess you're going to have to get your homework done if you want to find out," you teased, pulling Naruto into the house and closing the door behind you. "Come on, go take a seat at the dining table and pull out your books."

...

In hindsight, telling Naruto that you had a surprise for him did not make him focus on his work so he could get it done more quickly, it only distracted him and made him vibrate whenever he sat down.

He was currently scarfing down the dinner you had made as fast as he could, barely pausing for breath in between. You giggled to yourself at his antics. You were so glad that you had decided to buy your own house out in the village rather than continuing to live in your clan compound. Naruto had faced some nastiness whenever he'd come to visit you, but here, he could come and go as he pleased.

And by the end of tonight, you hoped the situation would be even better.

"Finished!" Naruto shouted, holding up his empty bowl, food lining his face in a way that was more adorable than it should have been. "Can I have my surprise now?"

"Well, I guess you held up your end of the bargain," you grinned at him. "Follow me."

You took him to a room down the hall that had been empty up until very recently. You hesitated slightly as your hand rested on the doorknob, but with a deep breath, you steeled your nerves and pushed it open.

The room was painted in a light orange colour, with a bed, wardrobe, small desk and a few shelves. It was a little bare, but you'd done your best to fill it with a few children's books, some plants, some soft bedding and a single cuddly toy.

"What?" Naruto asked, blinking in confusion at the room. "I thought you said this room was empty."

"It was empty," you agreed, putting a hand on his head. "But I have this little brother and I wanted him to have this room, so he could stay as much as he wanted to."

You knelt down in front of him, putting both of your hands on his shoulders.

"This is your room, Naruto."

Naruto looked at the room again before turning back to you, eyes filling with tears.

"Really?" he sniffed, tugging nervously at his shirt, a far cry from the energetic boy from a few minutes ago.

"Really," you promised. "I couldn't have my little brother living so far away from me now, could I?"

This was enough to push Naruto over the edge. He started to sob, throwing himself at you and wrapping his arms around your neck. You accepted him easily, rubbing his back to soothe him.

"Shh," you hushed. "Does this mean you like your surprise?"

Naruto nodded furiously into your neck, tears still falling against your skin.

"I have the best big sibling ever," Naruto said in a wobbly voice. "Ever ever!"

"And I have the best little brother ever," you countered. "So, I guess that makes us even!"

#sibling!reader #naruto #hcs #headcanons #reader insert #gn reader

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lilac-hecox · 2 months

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First and last lines!

rules: post the first and last lines of the last 10 fics you posted.

I was tagged by the amazing @japhan2024 and @jovenshires!!!

Everywhere I Go (Leads Me to You) - Tommy/Spencer

First line:

The fall that Tommy turns thirteen he rolls out of bed and pads down the hall to his bathroom.

Last line:

Tommy takes Spencer’s hand and then uses the hold to tug him closer and press a kiss to his mouth, before pulling back and smiling at the other man. “Deal.”

2. Big White Chapel - Ian/Anthony

First line:

When Smosh decided to attend a convention in Nevada, it would be easy for Ian and Anthony to have their own hotel rooms.

Last line:

Anthony grins up at his best friend turned husband. “Yeah, we did.”

3. Pierced Through the Heart (But Never Killed) - Ian/Anthony

First line:

“Okay, you were right, the margs here are really good,” Ian says as he uses his arm to push open the heavy bathroom door of the restaurant he and Anthony are eating at for the night.

Last line:

They breathe together in the quiet of the room and Ian closes his eyes, lets himself nod off to the soothing beat of Anthony’s heart.

4. Helping Hand - Ian/Anthony

First line:

Anthony was already waiting for Ian when he saw the Hecox family car pull into the driveway.

Last line:

Then, slowly, Anthony closes his own eyes and uses the soft sound of Ian’s sleepy breathing to lull himself to sleep.

5. Angel - Damien/Anthony

First line:

He should be enjoying himself or gearing up for work tomorrow, or playing video games, helping Anthony cook lunch, but he lays there listlessly, feeling like shit about himself and his life for really no good reason.

Last line:

Damien sits up and lets Anthony tug him to his feet, his heart fuller, and his mind less heavy.

6. Ties that Bind - Courtney/Ian

First line:

He then checks the ropes laced around her waist, up over her chest, around her shoulders and meeting in a knot at her lower back.

Last line:

Courtney smiles into their kiss, pleased to continuously have that effect on him.

7. Pretty Girl -Ian/Anthony

First line:

Ian’s on top of Anthony, straddling Anthony’s hips. Anthony is still wearing his jeans, but he’s shirtless.

Last line:

“I can’t fucking wait.”

8. Cursed - Ian/Anthony

First line:

“Are you still playing with that stupid magic 8-ball?” Anthony asks, annoyed because every two seconds Ian is thinking of a question to ask the 8-ball, shaking it, and then giggling giddily over the answer he gets.

Last line:

There’s a mix of fear, relief, and sorrow in him as Anthony sees Ian’s eyes are focused, are that same icy blue he’s known for most his life.

9. The Chemistry (Is a Mess) - Anthony/Mykie, Ian/Anthony

First line:

“Happy birthday, buddy,” Ian says, leaning over to clink his glass of whiskey against Anthony’s.

Last line:

He lays there feeling cold in the California night, Ripley warm by his side.

10. Paper Rings - Ian/Anthony

First line:

“I’ve noticed,” Ian says, his eyes shifting from Anthony’s hand to his face.

Last line:

Anthony huffs, “Yeah, I am. Forever.”

I am really not sure who has done this already and who hasn't so I am tagging: @xxmoonch1ldxx, @punk-gremlin, @wispmotherr

#tag game #first line last line #queue and i #writing tag game #writing game #fan fiction #fan fic author #ianthony #courtian #antmien #spommy

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mara-tevith-solo · 1 year

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Give Me a Reason

Chapter 6

Pairing: Recom Lyle Wainfleet x Na’vi/Avatar curvy!reader

Warnings: FLUFF, painful memories, telling the absent parent why the kid is the way they are, co-parenting, Jake and his ‘stray cat’ bullshit, cliffhanger, mentions of skinning and breaking down an animal for food and utility, Lyle being a big little shit, parent child bonding, Quaritch Guilt Trip

Words: 3k+

Rated: 18+

Taglist: @luciddasher @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @perseny

You kept true to your word, training the Recoms how to survive in the forest, how to be competent if they were ever on their own... how to be Na'vi. They had some grasp of the language, so you didn't have to train them from scratch like poor Neytiri had had to with Jake. Though they all sounded... painfully tourist whenever they spoke, to the point of regularly mispronouncing words. Though you suspected Lyle did it on purpose occasionally just to be a pain in your ass. "God dammit, Lyle!" You yelled in exasperation, having found several sticks tied in your braids. You could hear him giggling like a gremlin outside of your home, hear him quickly rushing up the tree to where the Ikran nested "Come back here!" You called after him, clutching one of the sticks as you rushed out the door.

"I'm going on patrol! Love you bye!" He called down before he and his Ikran were gone. You groaned in frustration as you began picking the sticks out of your braids, occasionally having to spend time picking at a particularly stubborn knot. You completely unbraided your hair when it was done, deciding that a change was in order to stop the shenanigans as you sat on the very edge of the platform with your viperwolf bone comb. You hummed softly as you worked, dropping shed hair into the breeze until all of your hair was free and flowing in tight waves.

When you were done, Quaritch and Spider returned from their own patrol, the two joking about something that you weren't going to pry into "Hey mom!" Spider greeted with a chirp, bouncing with every step as he came to sit beside you.

"Hey kiddo," You hummed, leaning over to press the side of your head against the top of his in greeting "Want me to re-twist you while we're here?" He was looking a little rough to say the least. You were practically chomping at the bit for the day that he allowed you to change his hairstyle to something decidedly less Jake, but you weren't going to ever push him to. He nodded and turned towards you, crossing his legs as he settled into your task. You could feel eyes on you the entire time, dissecting your every movement until you were finished "Alright, go see if any of the others need help with anything." You smiled down at him as Quaritch continued to watch you as though he had something very pressing to say. Spider was off like a shot, bee-lining for Mansk and Prager as they worked on skinning the week's catch across the platform, leaving you to collect your comb and face him on your own. "Yes, Colonel?" You asked as you walked past him, heading inside to begin getting ready to help with the cooking and drying of the meat.

"What's the story behind his hair?" He asked, sounding like he was severely censoring himself.

"He wanted to look like Jake." You shrugged, acting as though that didn't bother you as much as it did.

He frowned mightily and moved so that he had a clear line of sight at Spider through the doorway "Why would he wanna look like Sully?" He mused angrily, his ire not quite directed at anyone present.

You sighed as you rubbed your forehead "He saw Jake as his father figure, though I don't understand why, I know why though. He was barely lukewarm towards the boy. I once overheard him referring to Spider as a 'stray cat'." Your tail flicked angrily at the memory, still hearing Neytiri's amused snort.

Quaritch's eyes snapped to yours with a scowl, raising to his full height at the indignity shown to his son "Please tell me you tore Sully a new asshole."

You nodded firmly, remembering how you had to practically pin Jake to the ground to get him to actually pay attention and listen as you severely bitched him out for the comment, well away from Neytiri so that you didn't end up as a decorative rug. "I had to be creative, but I did. He was actually involved in Spider's life more after that, helped to teach him everything a man should know. I honestly don't think Jake realized the effect he had back then." You looked away from the man at that moment, unable to see the look on his face when you laid a painful truth on him "Spider was shunned by most everyone, even Norm who took care of the orphans, because of you..." He was suddenly so still you weren't sure if he was still breathing, his eyes wide and fixed on you "Before Jake stepped up, I was raising Spider completely on my own, defending him on my own. Tsahik was at least kind, though she was cold. Most just stayed away from him, pretended to not see him. If not for the Sully kids... I don't think Spider would be as adjusted as he is. He started painting himself with blue stripes to try and get people to treat him like a person." Once you started, the words wouldn't stop, falling off your tongue like poisoned water that had broke the dam.

"I..." He tried speaking, his voice soft but heavy with remorse and pain. Emotion choked him, prevented him from saying anything until he cleared his throat and tried again "Thank you, for raising him."

"I don't want your thanks, and he doesn't need your pity." You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose "I didn't tell you for praise. I told you so that you would understand him. Understand why he does certain things, thinks certain ways. Told you so that you don't bail on him too."

He stared at you for a moment before he was mobile, slowly coming closer like a predator "Why did you take him in? You could have just left him to whatever humans stayed and left it at that."

"Because," You frowned up at him, crossing your arms tightly over your chest under his loom "When my Avatar was in the hospital, I had a lot of down time and helped out where I could. First time I saw him, he was under the care of a very flustered nurse. I took him off her hands and my fate was sealed. I knew that I'd raise him as my own. We both needed each other after..." Your voice trailed back as you remembered those days of just running on autopilot. Nothing had felt real after you'd been informed of Lyle's demise under a titanothere's foot. You hadn't been able to enter your shared quarters for a week, sleeping under your desk instead. Hell, you'd thrown up at the sight of his AMP suit on a field mission to help bury the dead. You'd barely gotten the mask off in time, and had then almost passed out when the heaving made you suck in Pandora's human unfriendly air. If Norm hadn't have been nearby, you'd probably have died there.

Quaritch's shifting brought you away from the past, your glazed over eyes snapping into focus on his broken expression. "I can never apologize enough..." His words trailed off as he swallowed thickly "But I'm here now, and I don't intend on leaving the boy behind... Our son needs the both of us, and I intend on delivering on that."

You nodded as you recollected yourself, schooling yourself into carefully crafted impassivity "Good. It's easier for us to co-parent if we can at the very least be on the same page." He nodded firmly in agreement, his expression neutral but you could see the smile in his eyes.

"Y/n! Ready to make jerky?" Mansk called from the doorway, looking between you both but not questioning what you two were doing. He figured it was none of his business.

"Hells ya!" You called back with a smile, leaving the conversation where it lay to help the boys.

"What?" You asked as you continued to mince herbs for the last minute stew you'd decided to make with some of the meat, finally looking up at your little audience.

Several shifted, lavender tinting their cheeks at being called out "It's kinda weird seeing you be so domestic." Ja shrugged as he rubbed the back of his neck.

You stopped the mincing as you tilted your head at the group, not sure whether to laugh or be offended "And why is that, Marine?" You asked before resuming your task, purposely not using any names.

"Well, because of how hard you fight, how hard you train." Prager supplied, his words and delivery maybe a little better than Ja's.

You sighed as you added the herbs to the stew, letting them sit with the words for a moment. "So, because I am a hunter and a warrior, I cannot enjoy cooking? I cannot enjoy the comfort of home? Must I always be out in the wilds, roughnecking it?" You crooked your brow as you looked between all of them, none of them meeting your eyes because they must have realized how stupid they looked. "On Pandora you must be completely self sufficient if you're alone. Else you must be able to pull your weight for the Tribe. No one is going to be singularly focused, no one will only be good at hunting, no one will only be good at weapon making. You must focus on everything, find joys and pleasures in the little things." They all nodded in understanding before they scampered off, not eager to catch any more of your ire. Zdinarsk rolled her eyes at the others but didn't say anything as she set about continuing her task of cleaning the hide. You'd both found out early on that it was something she found relaxing once she knew how, and you'd all just gotten into the habit of handing her the hides after a successful hunt.

Lyle and his Ikran came in like a bat outta hell near sunset, landing heavily on the edge of the platform "Y/n, I found something! Follow me!" Lyle exclaimed as he hopped off his Ikran, fresh from patrol, absolutely buzzing as he quickly reached for your hand, pulling you up from your place by the cooking fire.

"Lyle! What--" You didn't have time to question before he was throwing you on the shoulders of his Ikran and getting on behind you, the beast leaping from the platform with as much excitement as his rider. You're not ashamed to say you screamed, the sound loud and piercing as he just laughed behind you, enjoying how tightly you clung to his arm as he curled around you.

His Ikran didn't stop with the creative flying until it was coming to land, your eyes shut tight in terror "Open your eyes, sweetheart, we're here." Lyle's voice was soft, his lips brushing the shell of your ear with every word.

You were slow to obey, but a gasp escaped as the soft lilac tree greeted you. Lyle's hands were warm and anchoring as he helped you slip off his Ikran, keeping you within easy reach as you both approached the tree "This is a Tree of Voices, the People come here to pray, to commune with their lost loved ones... to Mate." You glanced back at him over your shoulder as the vines of the tree brightened as you touched them, lighting up the space between you both like something out of a fairytale, hoping that he didn't recognize how your face heated. "Come," You invited him as he continued to stare at stare, his expression somewhere between wonder and want as he approached slowly "listen." You encouraged as you offered him a few vines.

He took them carefully, his fingers brushing over yours tenderly as his eyes stayed locked with yours, making your lips part with unspoken want. His gaze didn't part with yours as he pulled his kuru forward and connected it to the vines, his pupils dilating with the bond "I can hear people singing and laughing." He breathed in shock.

You made tsaheylu with a few vines, smiling warmly as you recognized Song Cords and the laughter of children playing "It is in these moments that we can hear the heartbeat of Eywa, feel her embrace when we despair, feel her love when we find love." You smiled up at him, not realizing that you'd closed your eyes for a moment.

"How do the Na'vi mate?" He asked as he pulled his kuru from the vines and closed the distance slowly, watching your every move with an intensity that made your heart race. Something was suddenly different between the two of you, something that was new and exciting and enthralling. Something that made you vibrate with anticipation.

"Tsaheylu. They make the bond with the one they have chosen and mate for life." You answered softly, his proximity making you breathless. His hand cupped your cheek tenderly, nearly engulfing a quarter of your head from sheer size and filling you with such addictive warmth. Your heart skipped a beat as your eyes slipped closed, his breath fanning your face "Lyle...?" You hardly dared to ask as you looked back up at him.

He was looking at you as though you were the most precious thing in the universe to him, half-lidded eyes shining with adoration and desire. He leaned down so slowly you almost wondered if you were hallucinating, that your poor desire riddled brain was making it up to make yourself feel better. His lips pressing against yours dispelled the concern, chased it away like light chases dark. The kiss was sweet and innocent, slightly hesitant and unsure even when you kissed him back. When he pulled away his eyes remained closed like he was still processing what you'd just done. You couldn't help but beam and giggle at his reaction, even as his eyes opened and a blush colored the bridge of his nose "What?" He asked, unsure but not pulling away.

"You're just very cute." You reassured him, leaning up to invite him into another kiss. An invitation he didn't refuse, his lips meeting yours with more confidence.

"I'm cute, hmm?" He asked against your lips after a moment, his pulling into a smile that made you giddy. The change felt similar to your wedding day; the nervous excitement, the air charged with anticipation, his giddiness after your first kiss as a married couple.

You continued to kiss and enjoy each other's presence under the Tree of Voices, the soft lilac light making the surrounding area look like a fairytale "I love you, Lyle." You admitted softly, barely daring to speak above a whisper. You meant it, truly. You didn't see him as a wholly different person, sure he had differences, but he was still Lyle under it all. He was still the man you'd loved for decades.

He smiled so broadly that you were almost afraid that he'd break his face, so much happiness and love shining from his eyes "I love you too baby." He purred, the words rumbling from his chest and into yours. He pulled away suddenly, dropping down into one knee, hearts and nervousness in his eyes "Y/n, we've been together since we were kids, I loved you then, and I sure as hell love you now. And I hope that we can spend the rest of our lives together. Will you marry me, Y/n... again?" A soft blush traveled cheek to cheek as he studied your expression, his heart beating loudly in his ears, his tail swishing back and forth with concern that maybe you'd say no.

Not that he should have worried though, you bowled him over with a watery laugh, tears of joy beginning to make trails down your cheeks as you damn near strangled the man from hugging him so hard, his arms around you as he made a soft 'oof' upon impact with the soft mossy ground "Yes! Yes yes yes yes!" You chanted with a sniffled giggle before you pulled away and sat up, allowing him to sit up with you, that dopey smile you adored on his face. On impulse, you pulled your kuru forward, holding it gently between you both. His mouth fell open as he realized what you were offering him, his eyes searching your, asking if you were certain, if you truly wanted to Mate with him. You nodded eagerly with a broad smile; you'd lived sixteen years without him, you weren't really willing to let him go again if you could help it.

He pulled forward his own kuru and slowly, carefully, made tsaheylu with you. It was unlike anything you'd ever experienced, even your Uniltaron. He was suddenly there, in your mind just as you were in his, his heart thundering in your chest, your breath in his lungs. Neither of you missed a memory from the other, nor a thought, hearing each other as though you were speaking aloud. Every touch, every brush, of flesh against flesh was an euphoric experience, the both of you just touching and holding, nuzzling each other as though you couldn't get enough. "I'm yours for life." You breathed, not sure if you'd just thought it or spoke, but you'd said it with such reverence that Lyle was almost sure he was going to burst into happy tears, holding you securely to him.

"And I'm yours." He promised just as softly, pressing his lips against yours. Neither of you knew where one began and the other ended, and neither of you particularly cared. You stayed there the entire night, joined together, sharing dreams under the Tree. You didn't return to camp until mid-morning, both of you unable to stop smiling as the others watched you like you'd both lost your damned minds. Maybe you did, but what did you care? You had Lyle back, and he'd sworn to be by your side just as you had his. It all felt like a fairytale ending and you were convinced nothing could ruin it. If only you'd known.

#recom lyle wainfleet #lyle wainfleet x reader #Miles Quaritch #avatar reader #avatar 2009 #avatar the way of water

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4."Come here you little gremlin" for the bex verse

It’s a rare day off for everyone so they decide to haul the crew to the beach. A local hidden gem of a beach that allows them some semblance of privacy.

Julie digs through the cooler to find a can of her favourite soda. She cracks it open as she reclines back in her chair, enjoying the sound of Bex giggling as she’s chased around by her dads and Luke.

It goes suspiciously quiet as Julie sips at her soda. Just as she’s about to lower her sunglasses to look around to see what’s up, a stream of water hits her in the face.

Julie sputters, setting her soda down and pulling off her sunglasses. She dries her face on a towel as the giggling starts back up beside her.

“Bex! You little…” Julie cries playfully. She swings her legs over the side of her chair to stand as Bex takes off.

Julie chases after her. “Come here you little gremlin!” she calls.

It doesn’t take long for her to catch up with the toddler, scooping Bex up into her arms and tickling her like mad. Bex’s laughter rings across the beach and Julie can’t help grinning.

“Unca Carwos! Help me!” Bex yells, noticing him coming out of the water.

Carlos shakes his head as he laughs. “I know better than that, little one! You’re on your own.”

“Muahahahaha” Julie laughs as she throws Bex over her shoulder.

Bex kicks and flails her arms, laughing as she tries to appeal to her next potential saviour. “Auntie Cawwie! Auntie Fwynn!”

They both laugh, “No way, kiddo. We know better than to cross Julie.”

“Abuewoooo! Pweeeeease,” she calls as Julie walks them to the shoreline.

Ray looks halfway ready to come to help but stops at Julie’s glare.

“You ready to swim with the fishes?” Julie asks, a teasing glint in her eye. “I’ll spare you if you tell me who set me up,” she whispers.

“It was Uke! IT WAS UKE!” Bex cries. Julie laughs, pressing a kiss to Bex’s cheek before setting her down in the sand. Julie crouches down so she’s at Bex’s level and gives her a conspiratorial look. “You wanna help Auntie get him back?”

Bex nods emphatically.

“Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do,” Julie says before whispering the rest of her plan to Bex. “You got that?”

Bex nods again before confirming. “Got it!”

“Okay, hop to it little bunny!”

Julie watches her bound off toward Luke and makes her way back to her own chair. She’s met with a suspicious look from Flynn.

“What do you have planned?” they ask.

Julie grins mischievously back at them, “You’ll see.”

It’s not too long later that Bex manages to convince Luke to help her dig a massive hole.

Julie watches them intently, smiling to herself when she overhears Luke.

“You want to bury me?” he asks, incredulous.

“Yeah! Like Wiwo”

He laughs, “That’s a bit backwards, Bex. Lilo’s the one in the sand.”

Bex plants her hands on her hips and glares at him.

Luke puts his hands up in defense. “Okay, okay!” He climbs into the hole, which is more wide than deep, nearly perfectly made to fit him. He digs around so there’s enough room before he starts helping Bex pile the sand up on and around him.

“Papa! Come help!” she calls toward the group of lounging adults.

Reggie eyes Julie warily as he gets up. She grins as she shrugs at him. He rolls his eyes, sure that she’s up to something but ultimately deciding that it’s not his business and if Julie wants to mess with Luke, then that’s her prerogative. He heads over to help Bex bury Luke.

As Reggie works, Bex gathers her buckets, filling them up with water and setting them around Luke.

“What are you up to Bexi-boo?” Reggie asks.

“Nuffin,” she says as she continues her mission. Once she’s satisfied with her bucket stash, she returns to help Reggie pat down the sand that’s covering Luke.

“You stuck?” she asks him.

Luke tries to wiggle, causing some cracks to form in the sand covering him. “Yep.”

“No, you’re not.” she counters as she adds more sand, packing over the cracks. “Auntie JUWIE!” she calls once she’s satisfied. “Come see!”

Luke’s eyes widen in concern. “Bex, what do you have planned?”

“Nuffin, don’t wowwy ‘bout it.” she replies, plunking down to sit on his stomach.

“Oof,” he breathes out at the unexpected contact.

Julie stands over Luke, casting a shadow over his face and grinning down at him. “What do we have here, Bex?”

“Stuck ‘Uke.”

“It does seem like we do indeed have a stuck Luke, doesn’t it? Shame.” She bends down to grab the nearest bucket of water, directing a sinister grin his way. Bex jumps off of him and runs to collect the next bucket.

“Julie, no!” he cries just before she unleashes the water onto his face.

He sputters as she dumps the second bucket on him.

Luke jumps up out of the sandpile and growls as he lunges at Julie. She squeals as he throws her over his shoulder, running toward the ocean. He dives into the water, submerging both of them.

They both resurface, laughing hysterically. Julie tries to drag Luke back under but he sweeps her legs out from under her, effectively dunking her again. When she jumps on his back, he falls backwards into the water. She finally settles for incessantly splashing him, only stopping when Bex calls from the shore.

“Unca ‘Uke! That wasn’t the plan!”

Luke grins at her, “No? It wasn’t? You sure?” He runs back through the surf and onto the beach, scooping Bex up and dragging her back out into the water with him.

#i had no intention of working on another prompt fill at all but then while i was washing dishes this idea just popped into my head #and now here we are!#happy christmas or whatever 😉#hope you like it!#thank you!#bex verse #answered ask #ask game #prompt fill #nobodys fics

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taschamonnii · 4 months

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Rainy Day - World to Ourselves

Damie (Dani Clayton x Jamie Taylor - Victoria Pedretti & Amelia Eve)

Summary: What if Bly just didn’t have ghosts? This is what it could look like if there were no ghosts to ruin things and Jamie and Dani got to continue dating while working at Bly.

TW: Smut

Read on Ao3

Here is the title song: World to Ourselves by The Coast

AN: Damie prompts and bits all AU.

Word Count: 4,327

Imagine This:

Laughter echoed down the long hallway. Flora and Miles were full of energy and the rain outside did nothing to help the children release said energy.

Dani sighed. The rain made her want to crawl back in bed for the day. She followed quickly behind the children. "Hey, no running down the stairs."

Both children slowed slightly as they spoke in unison. “Yes, Miss Clayton.”

“Hey, you lot, where are you off to in such a hurry?” Jamie said as she closed the front door behind her.

Flora stopped, “Jamie! Oh, won’t you join us? We are going to play cards!”

Jamie smiled “I don’t know it seems like two gremlins who run down the stairs shouldn’t get the pleasure of playing games at all let alone with me.” Jamie looked up to meet Dani’s gaze. “What do you say Poppins should we play just the two of us to teach these gremlins to listen?”

Dani chuckled as the kids pouted.

"You know maybe you are right," Dani paused rubbing her chin, "or maybe we play in teams the two of us against the kids, and whoever loses cleans up the classroom?"

Jamie smirked at the idea of winning a game of cards against the two little gremlins and possibly sneaking away with Dani while they clean the classroom.

"Let's show 'em how it's done Poppins."

The children bolted towards the classroom. Dani let out a soft laugh at the children as she walked closer to Jamie.

"They are really full of it today. Must be the rain. Did you get everything ready for the storm?"

Jamie reached out to the rambling blonde and pulled her close by the hand.

"They are always full of it. Yes, ma'am, I did. Everything is all set for the storm. I'm sure I will still have plenty of damage to clean up if it's as bad as last time."

Dani smiled at her favorite broody Gardner.

"So, I get you the rest of the day?"

Jamie smirked and leaned in to plant a promising soft kiss on Dani's lips.

"The night as well, Poppins."

"Mmm. Are you staying the weekend?"

“Might as well, my old truck is not the most reliable as you well know.”

Heat rushed to Dani’s cheeks at the memory of being stuck on the side of the road on the way back from the pub in town and Owen stumbling onto the pair making the best of their time alone in Jamie’s truck. Jamie has brought it up every chance she gets knowing full well how embarrassed Dani was and how red she gets when it’s brought up.

Jamie smirked at the memory of Owen flashing his light into the backseat only to see Dani straddling Jamie. Both of their hands occupied with each other as they made out like teenagers. Dani lightly elbowed Jamie in the ribs, “stop thinking about it!”

Jamie bit her bottom lip. “Why would I want to do that, Poppins?”

Dani rolled her eyes, “Jamie.”

“What?”

“You know, what. Now, we should go before the kids destroy the classroom.”

Jamie smiled she knew exactly what and she loved every second of it. She pulled Dani closer yet again quickly kissing her before she could head towards the classroom. Dani quickly kissed her back and pulled away turning towards the classroom. Jamie bit her bottom lip as she followed wrapping her arms around the other woman’s hips as they walked making them both laugh. Jamie let go as they approached the classroom.

The kids were already shuffling the cards all over the table giggling to themselves. She quickly pulled Dani’s chair out for her and settled next to her.

“So, what game of cards are we playing? Poker?”

Flora let out a fit of laughter, “no, silly we are playing goldfish!”

“Oh, how silly of me, of course, we’re playing goldfish.”

Dani couldn’t help the way her heart swelled watching Jamie interact with the kids it was one of her favorite things to witness.

The game took off rather quickly Jamie was unsurprisingly great at this game and was quickly winning. Miles let out a sigh as Jamie took yet another one of his cards. “This is so not fair!”

Jamie smirked. “It’s not my fault I’m so skilled.”

Dani glanced at her wristwatch. “Time’s up anyways looks like you two get to clean up in here.”

Miles threw his cards to the table. “So not fair!”

“Miles stop it we lost fair and square.”

Flora got up and quickly started cleaning up the cards on the table. “Come on Miles it’s our mess anyway. Plus, it is not that much.”

Miles huffed but followed his sister’s lead and started to pick up miscellaneous books.

Jamie stood and put out her hand to help Dani up. “Let’s go check on dinner Poppins.”

Dani stood but stopped at the doorway. “Once you two are done in here go wash up for dinner.”

Flora smiled “Yes, Miss Clayton.”

Jamie didn’t wait for Miles to respond before pulling the hand in hers out the door and down the hall. Dani smiled as she let the brunette lead her into the old storage closet across the hall from the classroom. Jamie lightly pushed Dani against the door to close them into the dimly lit room. Their bodies pressed together and Jamie lightly trailed kisses up the soft neck she had mapped and memorized. She smirked against the most sensitive part as she felt Dani shudder under her touch. Dani sighed and let her head fall back to rest against the door. The soft kisses were a much-needed break from the day.

Jamie trailed up along the curve of her neck to her jaw and finally to her lips. Dani couldn’t stop her hands from traveling to the firm backside of the other woman. Jamie let a soft gasp leave her lips as she felt the blonde pull her closer. They both moved to deepen the kiss, but both jumped back at the loud sound of thunder cracking outside.

"Jesus!"

"Actually, my name is Jamie but if you want to call me Jesus."

Jamie smirked that is until Dani lightly smacked her arm.

"Ouch! No need to get violent, Poppins."

Dani rolled her eyes "we should probably get back out there anyway."

"Do we have to? I'd much rather just hide away in here with you the rest of this bloody rainy day."

"Really? In a storage closet?"

"Well, my flat would be preferred but since we are here at the moment it'll do."

"What would we do on a rainy day like this in your flat?"

Jamie leaned forward and lightly brushed her lips over Dani’s neck, humming before she spoke. "Well, we'd have to keep warm as you know my flat is rather drafty, so I doubt we'd want to leave the bed. I would make us tea and we could listen to music and watch the rain hit the old windows. Maybe watch an old movie and cuddle or something."

"Or something?" Dani laughed, "that does sound rather nice actually."

Jamie hummed her response into Dani's soft skin kissing up her neck yet again. Dani felt helpless to the buzzing heat and hummed a soft approval. Jamie moved her hands to the soft curve of Dani's hips. The brunette groaned at the limited contact. “Bloody clothes, why do you insist on tucking in your shirts, Poppins?”

Dani couldn’t help but giggle, “specifically to torture you the way your overalls torture me.”

Dani moved her hands up Jamie’s toned abdomen and wrapped her fingers around the straps of said overalls pulling on them.

Jamie quirked her eyebrows, “you love my overalls! Said so just this morning.”

Dani bit her bottom lip, “and you love that I tuck my shirts in if I do recall you said something along the lines of Poppins out to scandalize the village again.”

Jamie quirked her lips and glanced away for a second recalling their teasing conversation this morning when they first greeted each other. She couldn’t deny the way she appreciated Dani’s wardrobe all her clothes fit her body just right highlighting some of Jamie’s favorite assets.

Jamie’s thoughts were interrupted “Dinner’s ready!” Owens’s voice sounded from right outside the door the women were pressed against.

Jamie jumped slightly at the sudden interruption she groaned as she let her head fall to the blonde’s shoulder. “Owen, you prat! One of these days you’re going to give us a heart attack?”

Dani laughed as she pushed herself and the women still clinging to her away from the door to open it. Owen rolled his eyes as Jamie stared daggers at him. Dani gave Owen a small smile, “what’s for dinner?”

“Bangers and mash.”

“Why didn’t you say that in the first place?” Jamie said as she took off towards the kitchen.

Dani and Owen shared a laugh as they chased after her.

The comfort food was perfect for the rainy day and made dinner a rather quiet affair as everyone enjoyed the meal. The silence was broken only by the loud clap of thunder and heavy rain pelting the old windows.

Hannah rubbed the back of her neck, “it’s getting rather bad out there.”

Owen reached across the table and grabbed her free hand, “it’s alright, love.”

Hannah gave him a soft smile and squeezed his hand. She hated storms and he knew exactly how to comfort her.

“Why are storms so dreadful?” Flora asked.

Jamie turned to the little munchkin who had settled in the seat next to her. “Storms are a part of the natural cycle of things they aren’t mean to be dreadful.”

Flora huffed “but they are loud and scary.”

“Think about it this way the flowers and trees need the rain to blossom and grow just like you need food to grow. How does old Owen tell us when food is ready?”

Flora smiled “he shouts it out.”

“Precisely, the thunder is just the clouds telling all the plants that it is time for some nutrients.”

Flora tilted her head to soak in Jamie’s words. “You are the smartest! I just wish the clouds didn’t have to be so loud.”

Everyone at the table let out soft laughter at the sweet comment from Flora. Jamie lightly patted Flora’s hand on the table. “Thanks, kid. If ever the clouds get too loud for ya, you can always come to me.”

Flora beamed at Jamie giving her a wide grin that reached her eyes, “you’re the coolest!”

Dani was melting in her seat on the other side of Jamie. The Gardner was so guarded and hard around the edges but also so incredibly soft and kind. It filled the Au Pair’s heart with love. She was happy that dinner was almost over and soon she would have Jamie all to herself.

Miles and Flora got to play while the grown-ups cleaned up dinner. Then it was off to bed.

Finally, after a bit of an extra struggle from Flora Dani was able to wander into her room.

Jamie was waiting for her there sprawled out on the bed lounging like it was her bed, not Dani's.

Dani couldn't help but smile at the smirk on the brunette's face. "Someone looks comfy."

"And someone else looks entirely overdressed."

"Is that so?"

Jamie nodded and quickly stood up. "I could help you with these pesky clothes."

Jamie reached out, smoothing her slender fingers over the thin pink shirt collar. Her hand then trailed down Dani's chest and abdomen. She grabbed at the extra fabric sticking out of the light blue jeans and tugged but the material didn't budge. Dani's pants were too tight, so she moved lower to unhook the belt and undo the button and zipper. Soon Jamie had Dani's long porcelain legs free.

Dani was helplessly watching the way her girlfriend's eyes became dark and the way she trapped her bottom lip between her teeth as she drank in Dani's exposed skin.

It sent heat pooling to her core. Jamie knew what she was doing but Dani also knew what she was doing. At this point, they had both learned quite a lot about each other. Her hand wrapped around the tan freckled wrist and long fingers moved to control the firm hand leading it to the incredibly warm and wet cotton between soft thighs.

Jamie sucked in a breath at the contact her breath then caught in her throat as her fingers were pulled up to pink lips and pulled in to be sucked. Dani pushed herself to keep eye contact this was a new thing she learned that Jamie enjoyed and fuck if she was going to let her nerves make her miss the way Jamie’s eyes darken.

They shared a quiet moan and before Dani could blink Jamie was pulling her in for a searing kiss. Her tongue slid in as Dani gasped. Their bodies pressed impossibly close, and hands searched out skin shedding away the remaining articles of clothing.

They fell in a tangled mess of limbs to the bed and Dani smirked as she was fastest to secure being on top. She straddled the tan, toned, and freckled abdomen of the Gardner sighing with relief as her sensitive core made contact with the heated skin.

“Fuck, Poppins!”

Jamie could feel how hot and bothered she had made her girlfriend and it drove her nuts that the proof was dripping on her abs and not her tongue. She didn’t get the chance to voice her thoughts as Dani couldn’t wait any longer and started to grind her hips down creating blissful friction for the blonde but sweet agony for the brunette.

Dani could feel the firm grip on her hips tighten as she moved, she knew that when she took what she wanted it drove Jamie wild, and she could feel the excitement building in anticipation of how Jamie would take control.

Jamie pulled the blonde by the hips encouraging her to grind down harder and faster until she had to throw her head back at the pleasure. Jamie was quick to take advantage of her girlfriend’s distracted state to pull the woman up her body. She scooted down quickly as she felt Dani stiffen in her hands.

“Jamie, what are you- Oh!”

Jamie didn’t give Dani time to figure it out and pushed forward sinking her tongue through slick folds. Dani shuttered at the contact this was a new way for them to do this and it felt different the angle was making her body tremble and Jamie had just started. One hand grabbed at the headboard to steady herself and one hand tangled into chestnut curls. Jamie slowly pressed the blonde’s hips bringing what she wanted closer.

Jamie couldn’t suppress her needy moans at the flavor she had grown addicted to. This caused the blonde to squeeze her thighs closer her body trembled at the vibrations that ran right up her. Jamie continued to stroke her tongue through the folds flicking the tip of her tongue over the bundle of nerves that was already swollen and begging for attention. She dipped her tongue just a few inches into the tight ring of muscles and had to move her hands to help steady Dani.

Dani was fighting a growing desire to rock her hips. She moved both her hands to grip the headboard until her knuckles were white. Jamie could tell she would have to encourage her girlfriend and quickly moved her hands one keeping the blonde steady and the other sliding between the thighs that surrounded her. Her mouth surrounded Dani’s clit as she pressed two fingers into her tight entrance. Dani let Jamie’s name fall from her lips in a whispered scream.

Dani felt the trembles of her body straining to stay still turn to more intense shakes. Jamie sucked the bundle of nerves lightly as she pulled on the hip in her hand trying to encourage her girlfriend to grind down.

Dani’s eyes flew open, and her gaze fell to question the woman below her. Jamie held eye contact as she encouraged Dani to move her hips again. She hummed into Dani’s hot pulsing skin as she felt the blonde rock her hips lightly against her needy mouth.

Soon the room was filled with hot panting breaths and soft hushed moans. Jamie moved her fingers to the rhythm Dani rocked her hips and sucked and flicked her tongue over her clit. Dani trembled her orgasm was building much too quickly for her liking. Jamie however was desperate to push the blonde over the edge her craving was not being satisfied nearly enough.

Jamie tightened her grip on the pale hip in her hand as she sucked Dani’s clit harder and pressed her fingers in making sure to apply pressure to the soft spot, she knew would give her what she wanted.

Dani could feel the familiar tightening in her core and before she could try to keep it from happening her walls clenched and began to contract around Jamie’s fingers. Her body tensed as her climax washed over her entire body making her moan Jamie’s name like a prayer.

Jamie moaned into her girlfriend as she felt her tense and contract around her. She let Dani ride it out for a bit but couldn’t wait any longer and quickly slipped her fingers out of Dani making her gasp but before Dani could react more Jamie’s tongue dived as deep as it could go into the still pulsing core. Dani’s hips instantly responded to the contact. Her hands sunk into Jamie’s hair and tugged at it as she rocked her hips allowing Jamie to continue her needy exploration. Jamie collected everything she could. She quickly got lost in the taste and the tight muscles that pulled her in.

Dani couldn’t stop her hips if she wanted to, but she didn’t want any such thing. Another orgasm was quickly approaching, and it made her head spin she hadn’t even come down from the first. Jamie could feel her own core flutter around nothing. She was sure she was dripping by now and the moans that fell from Dani’s lips had her closer than she should be from not even being touched.

They were both done in by the needy grind of Dani’s hips that finally lost all control and ground down seeking as much of Jamie as possible. Jamie felt her own walls clench as Dani’s did around her tongue. She moaned into the feeling. Her core contracted around nothing making her rock her hips. Dani filled her mouth with more sweetness than the first time and she couldn’t help but lap it up like she hadn’t had water in years, and she needed every drop.

Dani was seeing stars and trembling her legs were too weak she couldn’t hold herself up much longer. She felt Jamie buck her own hips and slumped over for a second before she felt Jamie continue her assault.

“Jamie!”

She tugged the hair that was still in her hands and shakily pulled herself away from the needy mouth below her. The harsh separation caused a slight pop as Jamie’s head followed the retreating motion and continued to suck until Dani managed to lift and back up to be out of her girlfriend’s reach. A needy whine left Jamie’s lips as she lost contact.

“Dani” Jamie whined.

Dani collapsed onto Jamie the second she settled her hips back down on firm abs. “Fuck, Jamie” Dani panted.

Jamie licked her lips as Dani lifted her head and gazed at her with wonder. She quickly pulled the blonde closer to connect their lips. The only thing better than sinking into the flavor of Dani’s pleasure was having the taste linger on her lips while she tasted the sweetness of her lover’s lips as well. Jamie pulled away only slightly, “you taste so good, Poppins. I can never get enough.”

Dani felt the heat rise to the tips of her ears. “I thought I was going to pass out.”

Jamie smirked. Dani lightly pinched her side “don’t you smirk like that it isn’t very fair. I feel exhausted now and I didn’t even get to make you feel good.”

Jamie stifled her laugh trying not to be too loud but soft laughter fell from her lips unstoppable at the pouty look on her girlfriend’s face.

“It’s not funny, Jamie. My legs are still trembling, and I feel like jelly.”

Jamie stifled her laughter. “Poppins you made me feel amazing without even touching me.”

Dani’s eyes widened “really?”

Jamie nodded “it’s not often but God Dani, the way you taste and feel, and your perfect fucking legs tightly pressed around me just all of you had me Cumming so hard I can feel it on my thighs.”

Dani looked down between them managing to lift her body for a second to move one of her thighs between Jamie’s.

“Oh wow, Jamie.”

Jamie couldn’t help but sigh at the contact. Dani bit her bottom lip her desire to get more sighs from Jamie was growing. She moved to try and get on her knees, but her arms and legs began to shake as soon as she was supporting her own weight.

Jamie could see how frustrated her girlfriend was and decided to cut her some slack and quickly rolled them over. She straddled one of Dani’s thighs and let another sigh leave her lips at the pressure. Dani quickly moved to try and put her hands on Jamie’s thighs, but Jamie shook her head and brushed them away.

“Sit back and enjoy the show Poppins.”

Dani went to protest but Jamie placed a finger over her lips. “Watch what you do to me, Dani.”

Jamie didn’t wait another second before she moved her hips gliding her wet heat over the firm and incredibly soft thigh under her. She threw her head back as she adjusted so she could rock her hips better and to make sure her flexed abdomen was on full display for Dani.

Dani felt her heart pound in her chest racing as heat filled her body head to toe. Her own core was still sensitive and just the motion of Jamie’s hips was sending sparks of pleasure through her. Dani licked her lips as she watched Jamie’s muscles flex and move with her hips. She wanted to taste every inch of the tan freckled skin on display just for her.

Jamie was lost in the motion of her own hips. She was so worked up she knew it wouldn’t take long or much effort to get off. She shuddered as she heard Dani groan and moan under her.

Dani could feel just how soaked Jamie was and could feel her own heat start to drip. Her hips bucked up before she could stop herself and a filthy moan left her lips as she felt her center brush against Jamie’s.

“Fuck, Dani!”

Jamie’s gaze shot to look down at the wet contact of Dani grinding against her.

“S-sorry, I-I can’t help it.”

“Please never apologize for that! God Dani.”

Jamie leaned down to press their lips together in a quick but heated kiss. She then adjusted her weight and pressed closer as close. Her thigh pressed harder into Dani causing them both to gasp at the contact.

Dani rocked her hips as Jamie continued to rock her own. The feeling of Jamie soaking her thigh and her own heat coating Jamie’s made her moan. This too was a new way for them to explore each other and it was incredible.

They could both watch and feel how much pleasure the other was having, and they were practically a puddle at this point. Moans filled the room as hips moved in sync and a soft wet sound surrounded them as they moved against each other.

The brunette had to lean over the blonde as her orgasm approached. Dani’s gaze was locked at the motion between them she was amazed this could feel so good, but she wasn’t surprised everything with Jamie felt amazing more amazing than she’d ever felt before in her life and she was addicted.

Jamie’s gaze was soaking in the pleasure written across Dani’s face. She shuddered as Dani looked up at her the blue of her eyes dominated by her blown pupils. Jamie felt the first coil and then the pulsing contractions at the look in Dani’s gaze. Dani trembled as Jamie starred at her.

Both their hips become more erratic chasing the high. Their hips faltered as their orgasms washed over them with shaking limbs and soft moans and panted breaths against heated skin.

Jamie collapsed onto Dani and twitched as their bodies touched more fully. Dani let her legs fall flat and groaned at the wet heat that covered her thighs.

Jamie kissed Dani’s neck “Sorry, Love. We made a bit of a mess. Give me a sec and I’ll clean us up.”

Dani moved to capture Jamie in a loving kiss that was soft and slow and incredibly tender. It could have lasted hours for all they cared they fell into it with their blissed minds until they both gently pulled back to brush each other’s noses.

Jamie slowly rolled off Dani and moved to stand on her legs which were still kind of shaky. Before she could collapse back onto the bed Dani was behind her wrapping her arms around her waist. Dani kissed the scar on Jamie’s shoulder, and they slowly made their way to the on-suite bathroom. They took turns preparing for bed before retiring back to the bed where they quickly tangled into a mess of limbs cuddled as close as possible as the chill of the night finally surrounded them.

The rain outside had gone unnoticed while they had been caught up in each other but now it was lulling them both to sleep.

“Goodnight, Jamie.”

“Night, Poppins.”

#the haunting of bly manor #Dani Clayton #Jamie Taylor #Victoria Pedretti #Amelia Eve #wlw #lesbian #damie #dani and jamie #bly manor #thobm #AU #Imagines

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nyxnightshade1332 · 7 months

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Expectations When Expecting

Chapter 8

Chapter 9:

She and Grim walked to their designated area, pushing around a cart that contained a broom, a mop, some rags, and several other cleaning supplies. The school was beautiful, but it was also big, so she was thankful for the task not taking place in a different area.

"Wow, so this is Main Street, huh? This is incredible! I didn't get to see it much yesterday." Grim cried out in awe, looking around with childish joy.

"Yeah, it is. This resembles some sort of University campus rather than a high school one. These kids sure have it easy." She remarked playfully before grabbing the broom. "Grab a rag, Grim. You're wiping the plates on the statues down so we can polish."

"Yeah, yeah." Grim paused before grabbing a rag, wrinkling his nose in distaste. Despite not having any thumbs, Grim still managed to grip onto the piece of cloth, running over to the statue and looking up. "Geez. Hench human, What's the deal with these seven statues? All their faces look pretty scary." She watched as he approached the first one.

"Like, this lady here looks like she's got some reeeal anger management issues." He pointed to a very tall, regal looking woman who carried a heart-shaped scepter.

Yuu narrowed her eyes, tilting her head slightly before giggling. "Yeah, you're right! She does look like she gets angry a lot." She saw Grim smirk before she attempted to go back to sweeping.

Until she heard a snort from behind her and she whipped her head around to look. A strange ginger haired boy looked back at her, carrying himself with the air of a trickster.

"You don't know the Queen of Hearts?" He asked, seemingly friendly. She clutched her broom closer to her chest, raising a brow.

"Not really... no." She stated, distrusting. She saw Grim put the rag down and run towards the new boy.

"Queen of Hearts? Is she some kinda big deal?" The cat monster asked. Yuu watched the ginger begin to formulate an idea as he began to explain.

"I mean... yeah. She was a queen who lived in a maze-like garden of roses long, long ago. She was a strict woman who prized order above all." The boy described a woman obsessed with things going her way, a terrifying tyrant who would kill if something was even slightly off. Yuu slowed her sweeping, pausing to look at Ace.

"That's just... Yikes." She shuddered while she continued to push the dust on main street to the outer edges.

"That's seriously messed up!" Grim yowled.

"Pretty cool, right? I'm a big fan." The boy gushed. "I mean, who would bother to obey a queen that was kind all the time?"

"Yeah, true. A leader needs to be strong." Grim agreed.

Yuu paused for a moment, wrinkling her nose. "You scare me sometimes, Grim." She deadpanned. "Now keep working or I'll limit your lunch." She attempted to adopt the power that mothers tended to have.

"Yeah, fine." Grim stated dismissively, still in awe of the student that was distracting them. "Puttin' that aside... Who're you, now?" He asked the ginger haired boy.

The boy, in turn, gave an amused cackle before bowing playfully. "Name's Ace. I'm a first year student here, as of... today! Pleased to meetcha!"

"I'm Grim! I'm a prodigy who's plannin' to be, like, the greatest mage who ever lived." Grim hopped up to one of the statues' pedestals, returning a wonky looking bow. He then gestured to Yuu dismissively. "That there's my far less interesting hench-human." This little shi- Yuu's mouth opened, a look of offense marring her facial features.

"Yuu. My family calls me Yuu or Pita. Other people just call me Yuu." She introduced herself, nodding at Ace.

"'Yuu?' Huh. Name's got an odd ring to it." He stated, something in his eyes unsettling the young, pregnant woman.

"Just so you know, I'm not anyone's hench-anything. As a matter of fact," She began, glaring at Grim, who simply ignored her. "I am the one in charge of the cat-gremlin." The way Grim snapped his neck to look at her was almost comical as his eyes lidded and his little mouth opened indignantly.

"Hmph! Rude." Grim grumbled before returning all his attention to Ace. Yuu rolled her eyes, zoning out as she allowed the familiar feel of sweeping take her away from the current suspicious conversations.

With Grace, she gathered any dust and dirt, remembering her past fiance, and how they'd met. She had been tasked to help another guy with sweeping after a Senior prank gone wrong when they were Sophomores. It was stupid, but she'd been glad the two had been placed together. She forced down the pang in her heart.

Focus on the conversation. I can't let them see me cry. She thought to herself, zoning back in. She looked at Ace's demeanor change, as if he were gearing up for something. He explained the story behind the statue of the horned woman to a very animated Grim.

"Ooh. a dragon! What all monsters yearn to be!" Grim bounced excitedly like a toddler.

"Pretty cool, huh? Not like some piddling weasel." The malicious intent was sudden, but not surprising. Yuu prepared to hit both of them, clutching the broom in both hands. This... this is gonna be a long day.

Chapter 10

#disney twst #twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanfic #preg!mc #nyx nightshade #twst oc #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland prologue

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amara-among-the-stars · 10 months

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48, Mount Dew and Amara.

Enjoy..

Mountain had noticed the new summon, Amaryllis spending a lot of time with Dewdrop. At first Mountain was a bit sad and assumed Dew had called dibs on the newcomer but, it turned out Dewdrop was teaching her about their fire element, which was a shock to everyone considering most Fire Ghouls don’t have blue hair. The pair were giggling about something when Mountain approached them shyly.

“Hey big guy.” Dewdrop greeted, giving Mountain a fangy smile.

“Hey Dewy.” Mountain replied, shifting his gaze to Amaryllis.

“I uh.. here. I bought you flowers. They’re roses, with some lilies and sunflowers.” Mountain stated, handing the small bouquet to Amaryllis. The smaller Ghoulette blushed as she received the bouquet.

“Thank You Mountain.” Amaryllis purred out.

“I-Uh.. You're welcome. I thought you'd like them.” Mountain stuttered before rushing away. The two small fire ghouls giggled at the tall ghoul running away.

“Oooh he likes you.” Dewdrop teased. Amaryllis lightly pushed Dew away.

“Shut up Dewdrop. He was just being nice.” Amaryllis grumbled, there was a slight blush dusted on her cheeks.

“Sure sure.” Dew laughed. The pair continued working on their magic and it was evening time when they made their way back to the ministry.

During dinner, Dew sat with Mountain while Amaryllis was seated next to the girls, gossiping away.

“Dew?” Mountain asked, tearing his gaze away from the girls.

“Yeah Green Giant?” Dewdrop asked, twirling his breadstick around, looking bored.

“Do me a favor?” Mountain questioned, sipping his wine.

“Depends on what it is. It’ll cost ya too Sweet Cheeks.” Dewdrop retorted. Mountain let out a small chuff.

“I want to ask Amaryllis out but I’ve only ever held two conversations with her.” Mountain sighed, leaning back against his chair. Dewdrop snorted into his wine, chuckling a bit, making everyone look at him in confusion.

“Nothing for you to stare at. Move along!” Dewdrop snapped before turning towards Mountain.

“Just ask her out dude. It’s not that hard.” Dewdrop deadpanned. Mountain groaned.

“It is that hard Dew! I don’t know how to approach the subject!” Mountain hissed in a low voice.

Dewdrop sighed before standing up and brushing the crumbs off his pants.

“Let good ole Dewdrop help. I promise you I'll get ya a date with Amaryllis.” Dewdrop replied and walked away before Mountain could protest.

Mountain sighed and pretended to ignore what Dewdrop was doing. He didn’t exactly trust the guitarist.

Dewdrop slid in a chair next to the girls, flashing a cheesy smile at them.

“Hello ladies.” He greeted.

“What do you want Dew? We're busy talking.” Cumulus replied, looking slightly annoyed that the gremlin came over to bother them.

“Ohh nothing to do with you Princess. It has to do with this cutie over here.” Dewdrop teased, gesturing to Amaryllis. The blue haired ghoulette looked confused.

“M-Me? What?” She squeaked out. Dewdrop nodded.

“Yes. You. A little birdie told me he thought you were pretty cute and wanted to ask you out but he’s too shy.” Dewdrop explained, stealing a sip of Cirrus’ wine who batted at Dewdrop.

“Tell him no Amara. Its a set up to go out with Dew.” Cirrus giggled. Dewdrop puffed up at the comment, slightly offended.

“It is not! I promise!” Dewdrop huffed. The girls giggled at how Dewdrop looked off put by the comment.

“I think, if your friend really wanted to ask me out. He should do it himself instead of having his wing man do it for him.” Amaryllis teased, poking at Dew’s cheek. Dew batted her hand away playfully, grinning before he spoke.

“He’s shy ya know? Someone had to help him. And that someone is me!” He quipped.

“My statement still stands. Now go away, we're trying to eat.” Cirrus replied. Dewdrop huffed and went to leave but Amaryllis caught him by the wrist, tugging him back towards her.

“Tell your friend that I’d like to go on a date with him but only if he personally asks me.” Amaryllis said, a small smile on her face.

Dew nodded, grinning like a fool, smoke escaping from his lips.

“You got it Doll.” He replied, basically running back to the spot he and Mountain were sitting at.

“So.. She said she wants you to personally ask her on a date. Sorry buddy.” Dewdrop said, getting himself comfortable on his chair. Mountain let out an unsurprised huff.

“I went to tell that to you dumb ass. But you left before I could.” Mountain grumbled.

Dewdrop rolled his eyes at his packmate.

“I was trying to be a good wingman!” He protested loudly. Mountain hissed for him to shut up when the girls looked over at them in confusion and giggled at the pair of them, Cirrus smirking knowingly as she stared.

“Dewdrop… You are the worst wingman ever.” Mountain deadpanned. Dewdrop just grinned as he finished his breadsticks.

“At least I told her to talk to you.” He replied smugly

#chi answers #riversghoulworld #the band ghost #dewdrop ghoul #nameless ghouls #mountain ghoul #amaryllis ghoulette #prompts.#the band ghost fanfiction

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2, 3,4,5,6,7 for Moni and Retro on the character ask please. i love hearing about your characters

houuhghghjK i will do my best to answer retro's half, though i'll open with some behind the scenes that might shed some clarity on neo-a's weird existence in the real world.

Neo Automisia came about after I'd been playing Moni in a shadowrun living community for like 3 years, and after a point where i decided I wanted to break from that system's lore/canon out of desire to write my own shit and also out of disagreement with a lot of SR's writing- irl i've never really grown up in places or had the same friend groups for more than 3 years at a time, and my experience in making friends has been a series of meetings and farewells since I was little.

Ironically enough this's how a lot of my time playing Moni wound up being- games in the living community were sign-ups as opposed to set player groups and set tables you'd normally expect from a tabletop setting- think billboard with job postings kinda vibes, with things happening during/after/between jobs. As such, at least when it comes to fellow runners/key npcs, I'm doing my best to translate friends characters I've not gotten to really play with/hear from in years- or at least haven't had space TO do things with, life happens/things get busy etc etc you get it. Retro is OracleofMaya's wonderful gremlin, and a lot of my ability to write consistent/in-character dialogue for her comes from the fact that we talked/wrote a LOT over the years and i have an active crush on her/like writing stuff with her u///u

Long lead in over here we go:

It really depends on circumstances for the both of them- they're incredibly awkward and dealing with a lot of baggage individually/mutually, but with the right company they tend to light up. In Moni's case if worst comes to worst, she's anxious enough that even in bad company/bad circumstances she'll still titter out a giggle before realizing this isn't the time nor place.

[DATA EXPUNGED]

From my time playing alongside Retro, it never felt exactly an easy thing to earn her trust; partly due to the fact of her being a technomancer in a world that readily exploits and/or abuses them to the nth degree, and partly due to the fact that a lot of the people she and Moni worked with were either opportunistic or WAY too prone to oversharing critical information. Add [DATA EXPUNGED] to the mix and its really hard to blame her for shutting others down or out but again right company/right circumstances made all the difference in exceptions or changing that.

On Moni's end, her depression and various horribly negative experiences with people she loved or trusted have oriented her, for the most part, not to trust other people- or at least, that's the direction she tries to orient herself toward in some attempt to protect herself, and others from her. That obviously hasn't and doesn't work up to the current point in chapter 3, as Moni is basically an easily excitable puppy in a metahuman's shape.

In Retro's case, extremely- I have zero doubts that had Moni ever not kept self-vigilance up and spilled the beans regarding Retro being a technomancer, Retro WOULD have made good on that promise to fry her brain.

Distrust is fluid for Moni/liable to shift and change with circumstances and her mood- in this case I'm going to opt to make a slight shift and say that, with specific and wrong buttons pushed, it is very, very, very easy to earn a lethal grudge from Moni as opposed to solely distrust.

Both Moni and Retro are not only Nightrunning criminals for hire, but also staunch Anarchists living in the hellscape that is late stage capitalism and continued global warming/corporations having just about zero regulatory oversight or consequence placed on them. Laws on paper are not synonymous with justice or systemic equity, and both growing up in the fringes of the Seattle metroplex 100% plays into how they see the reality of how those laws actually play out in favor of the rich, powerful, and influential.

In the time I played with Oracle, Retro's nostalgia often times followed similar patterns to Moni if that tracks; both of them are rooted through warped sentimentalities and fractured memories for pasts they either can't fully remember, or remember in better contexts and through rose-tinted glasses than honestly- at least for a time. I don't wanna spoil too much in this regard, nor for the more positive ways they hold nostalgia for genuinely nice times/moments, so that's all I'm gonna say.

For Moni: 22. Jealousy is weird for Moni, because it's only really ever happened when Retro had started seeing/dating(?) a magical psychologist character of mine who has a hate boner against moni and vice versa. Moni herself is polyam, pan, and for the most part easygoing when it comes to interpersonal relationships; she doesn't really have explicit desire for material stuff barring cybernetics to cram into her meat suit, or good food tucked in the pockets and hole-in-the-wall joints of wherever she's living. Even in the case of the aforementioned psychologist, the jealousy stemmed more out of her overt fear of a mage who could root through, tweak, or otherwise puppet your brain like a marionette. 23. Envy is also weird- as mentioned the material things she does want are things she has zero problem waiting or saving for, and when it comes to relationships/the relationships of her partners and metamours she's open/patient. But a core piece of Moni I'm in the process of explicitly laying out/continuing to lay out is her absolute impulsiveness- the things that she DOES envy are immaterial and more abstract, in ways that to most would just sound like complete nonissues. It's something yet to be brought up, but Moni genuinely envies her peers and coworkers who have or are working toward a definite retirement plan, or have the intention TO retire because they have something in mind. For Moni at this point, she did not for one second in her career think about what retiring might look like or that she could/should- it was utterly foreign to be asked "what're you going to do after you're done running?", and to look inward only to find an answer along the lines of "what?". She envies people that have desires beyond what's immediately in front of them- not because they have it better, but because for all of her attempts to she can't figure out what she wants- no matter how hard she tries there's something missing that, to her at least, makes her feel like she was never supposed to be metahuman. This's one example but you get the gist, it's wanting to feel like you know where you're going and where you want to go/otherwise self actualize and feeling like you're drowning.

#neo automisia

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