#rosie x aiden

[bcolfanfic]

young vets au - robert no rizz rosie rosenthal headcanons (a collaboration with @swifty-fox)

stays active duty in the air force for a smidge longer than the other guys and almost goes down the JAG path but realizing he likes his law interest separate from the military is what kinda pushes him towards wanting to just go back to practicing law "normally".

moves to upstate new york, settles back in and makes a nice lil quiet life for himself. outside of work he likes watching birds and is a lil (a lot) nerdy- bless him. he's a good man savannah!!! a good man!!

the guys are always texting him pics of birds like hey. what is this.

adopts as a single dad which he will say over and over and over was the single best decision he ever made in his time on earth.

that little girl is his whole world plus some and he just adores her. since it's just the two of them they're super close. for not being his biologically, she's just about his clone.

his bird watching buddy, his best friend <3

but he does kinda wish it wasn't *just* the two of them sometimes. feels like he's gonna be the last one standing of the guys finding someone and settling down. (outside of demarco. he'll bring a new girl to every reunion until the end of time. it is what it is)

the guys try to set him up with women they know, friends, friends of friends, cousins etc

it doesn't go well, well.

he's attractive and a sweet man- it's just that he opens his mouth and...

"we should start telling these girls he's mute so he has a better shot at at least getting his dick wet" - demarco, to the "The Bachelor Rosenthal Edition" group chat one night

he's a good sport about things but it does get to him when he thinks about it for too long

is on the phone with curt one night and gets a little choked up talking about how he doesn't understand why he can't click with anyone like that, that he feels broken and like there's something wrong with him.

in his comforting him- curt's third eye flies open. takes him a hot minute to figure out how he's supposed to bring this up without freaking him out, but he gets there.

"'m gonna say something and you aren't gonna freak out on me, alright? have y'- have you considered that maybe it's not you, it's that they're y'know, women?"

no, rosie hadn't considered that.

after a longer come to jesus talk he agrees to let curt set him up with one of his buddies with the promise that curt will fill him in on everything first.

thinks curt is onto something with that earlier question, but he's a sweetheart and doesn't want to hurt this guy if they are wrong here.

and it ends up going, unlike every other date he's been on, good.

curt's friend, aiden, is a little nerdy too. thinks rosie is just darling and is happy to listen to him yap about his job, bird watching and the air force and his daughter.

the group chat is popping bottles when it hits 11pm and none of them have heard from him about how it went yet.

few things in curt's life have made him feel more like a mastermind than when rosie eventually does touch base with him the next day.

"so y' got laid??"

"well uh- no, i uh, y'know, shotoffalittleearly."

curt loves him and doesn't wanna laugh at him but can't help it bc he just finds this whole thing so endearing LOL. tells him he's glad he had fun, he has time to work on well-

rosie doesn't let him finish that sentence.

which is ironic when he does end up texting curt (and bucky) with some uh questions about things that he didn't really want to google.

things with curt's buddy work out long term. rosie loves him, the guy loves rosie and more importantly, he adores his daughter. funny how life works out.

***they work out but their first fight rosie thinks its the end of everything even though it was over something super menial. texts curt to be like thanks for the set up/sorry i ruined it and curt is like buddy. he's been texting me asking if i can get you to talk to him. take a deep breath please.

[swifty-fox]

https://www.tumblr.com/swifty-fox/749051547135213568/lmaoo-as-if-bcolfanfic-and-i-are-not-roleplaying

can we have a preview/ exclusive look into this cause i’m deceased

disclaimer: this is young vets au rosie which I am simply an advisor and Curt Headcanoner on. So this is between Rosie and his bf we came up for him called Aiden who belongs to @bcolfanfic

The rosie fanfic im writing will be Little Beasts and be Rosie/Chick

we are pretty bare bones with it since both of us have fics we wanna write and Mollie does all those edits buttttt

[best-character-named-x-poll]

Best Character Named X Poll

I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day. New polls scheduled for 1:30PM BST everyday.

If your favourite character is not included in the poll very sorry i have either never heard of them or actively chose not to include them as theres only 6 characters per poll. Characters will only count of that is their first name, surnames do not count. Official characters in canon only, please do not submit OCs.

Round 320: Camille

Round 321: Olaf

Round 322: Dana

Round 323: Tim

Round 324: Daisy

Round 325: Quentin

Round 326: Flora

Past Polls

Poll Ideas under the cut

Names that I have a complete list for*

Rebecca, Steve, Victoria, Katherine, George, Diana, Andy, Nora, Angel, Judy, Jo, Miranda, Pearl, Malcolm, Jamie, Tam, Klaus, Luna, Delilah, Claudia, Juliet, Jonas, Celia, Katya, Cynthia, Corey, Minerva, Ebony, Miriam, Percy, Bianca, Amara, Cleo, Cecil, Mabel, May, August, Francis, Matilda, Deborah, Jared, Kendra, Ophelia, Liesel, Fitz, Aurora, Ramona, Orion, Kala, Madeline, Anastasia, Kit, Marian, Lena, Polly, Cora, Leah, Jules, Irene, Laurie, Laurel, Hilda, Valentine, Joe, Monty, Skye, Walter, Marissa, Hope, Oberon, Lorna, Ace, Calvin, Bridget, Ulrich, Roger, Stella, Lenore, Wanda, Winona, Hannibal, Newt, Aiden, Oscar, Dorian, Dorothy, Una, Marnie, Mirabel, Dora, Olympia, Toby, Chip, Fearne, Axel, Gil, Bo, Rue, Leslie, Isabelle, Agnes, Luther, Sally, Delia, Richter, Scarlet, Bernard, Ray, Nigel, Selina, Harley, Blue, Missy, Perry, Paige, Duke, Tao, Gemma, Cornelius, Wendy, Apollo, Celeste, Clyde, Summer, Esther, Cole, Kieran, Melody, Vivian, Haley, Prudence, Ralph, Azrael, Lauren, Molly, Pauline, Athena, Darcy, Stan, Dana, Lee, Red, Stuart, Cliff, Gabriel, Octavia, Tsukasa, Anita, Esme, Ella, Heather, Riley, Pyrrha, Rupert, Ada, Orlando, Blair, Parker, Ike, Yukari, Tanya, Briar, Amber, Akira, Irma, Marlene, Trixie, Harriet, Letitia, Koichi, Katrina, Echo, Annette, Nami, Dale, Rod, Nina, Carina, Wade, Alucard, Rosemary, Lance, Yuki, Elena, Donatello, Puck, Callie, Moe, Hunter, Poppy, Titania, Fox, Melinda, Terry, Jackson, Melanie, Sunny, Dee, Clive, Freya, Randall, Caeser, Marina, Sasha, Dawn, Zain, Ron, Edith, Candy, Carlos, Raiden, Tara

Names I have an incomplete list for (welcome to send character suggestions)

Richter, Yasmin, Chase, Tina, Rudolf, Melvin, Melissa, Adele, Adeline, Jem, Dolores, Jude, Ginger, Bellamy, Jacob, Reese, Nemo, Addison, Adelaide, Candace, Abraham, Ragnar, Destiny, Hero, Drew, Raphael, Wallace, Jean (feminine), Cheryl, Shane, Tegan, Matthias, Liam, Ellis, Dennis, Josie, Mike, Bailey, Eden, Giselle, Suki, Keith, Wilfred, Blaine, Pam, Brianna, Sabine, Roman, Kalina, Mindy, Monet, Zara, Marcus, Elias, Mira, Glen, Farah, Faith, Enid, Ross, Antoinette, Elodie, Mallory, Kay, Renee, Willow, Albert, Howard, Oswald, Clem, Jace, Howell, Rowan, José, Christian, Ravi, Dev, Valerie, Norma, Tristan, Jolene, Yumi, Sakura, Carol, Carrie, Casper, Septimus, Rosalind, Rosamund, Rosie, Rosa, Gerald, Geraldine, Gerard, Ariel, Ariadne, Anya, Ida, Rocky, Mal, Solomon, Sol, Vera, Vincent, Nolan, Sage, Jojo, Calliope, Roxy, Roxanne, Silver, Noel, Noelle, Stacy, Lloyd, Alba, Virginia, Eva, Amos, Petra, Marla, Dante, Gretchen, Rhydian, Russ, Tate, Tatum, Morris, Ambrose, Doug, Grant, Graham, Aaron, Ivan, Paris, Doris, Rain, Sora, Wayne, Helga, Garth, Constantine, Sonny, Courtney, Jamal, Niall

Feel free to send more suggestions

*subject to change, you can still submit a character if there is no strikethrough if you think theres a character that its an absolute crime i dont add. Please don't suggest anything for the names with a strikethrough as they are polls that are already in my queue waiting to be published.

[primalsouls]

4 a.m.

langa hasegawa x m! reader

⚠️ : nada.

theme: fluff

note: o3o ..... hope he isn't too ooc lol u3u .... anyway, hope you enjoy and thank you for reading! 💞 i decided to make this one male reader because the idea was with a male oc of mine in mind lol. but next time it would be gn reader, promise! 🤠

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Waking up to the sound of pebbles being thrown at the window was not the best way for [Y/N] to wake up to. He preferred his annoying alarm clock instead. Especially at the scheduled time. Not four in the morning. With a groan, [Y/N] sat up on his bed and rub the sleep from his eyes. His body felt heavy from exhaustion. Who in the right mind was outside throwing little rocks at his window at such a ungodly hour? He knew who. And that person in his mind was right outside his window from the second floor of his house. [Y/N] scoffed when his squinted eyes spotted a certain baby blue-haired skater readying his arm back to throw another rock. Aiden panicked when he noticed the rock was a little bigger than the pebbles. He waved his arms above his head frantically, relieved Langa saw him and put the rock back on the ground, a small smile blooming on his face. [Y/N] chuckled tiredly before he opened up his window and poked his head out. His eyes looked around the area he lived in before turning his attention on the boy.

"What are you doing here!?" [Y/N] whisper-shouted, looking back at his clock. "It's four in the morning. Why aren't you at home?"

Langa tilted his head, raising up his skateboard he held with his other hand.

"Reki was showing me another technique today," he answered as he walked closer above the window of his friend. "We lost track of time and got caught by a couple of officers. We spit and your place was close, so... can I come in, please?" Langa asked, his eyes shined with plea and a small pout. [Y/N] felt an arrow struck his heart at the sight. He really can't ever say no to him. With a sigh, he nodded.

"Fine. I'll meet you at the front. Wait, why didn't you come me?" [Y/N] asked, a brow raised up. Langa scratched the back of his head as he shrugged, mumbling out an answer that didn't reach his ears. [Y/N] rolled his eyes, figuring Langa might had forgotten his phone at home. "Aah... Go to the front." He said, hands already pushing the window back down. Langa smiled and walked toward the entrance of the house to meet with [Y/N].

When the door opened, [Y/N] stood there with a pout of his own. From closer inspection, he could see small cuts over his face.

"Oh, still using your face to scrap the ground, I see." [Y/N] commented softly, bringing Langa in by the hand and closed the door behind them. Langa chuckled at the comment, shaking his head. "C'mon, let's get you fix up. Go to my room, but quietly, okay. I'll bring the kit." The [h/c] boy shooed the tall skater boy to the stairs before he headed to the first floor bathroom.

It wasn't the first time Langa had appeared randomly at his house during late hours. Especially all injured from practicing skating with Reki. He really wished the two of them could be more careful. He found skating a bit dangerous. But he was happy Langa and the rest of his friends were having fun. That was all that matter to [Y/N]. He was not a skater himself anymore, having to had injured himself caused by said sport, or hobby. It was not a pretty sight nor time. Langa had asked if [Y/N] could teach him a few techniques but Reki had explained on his part why he couldn't. Of course, Langa understood but looked a bit sad he wouldn't see [Y/N] in action with a skateboard.

"Ugh, whatever." [Y/N] muttered, pushing the thoughts away while he walked back to his room. Upon arriving, he saw Langa staring at his old, broken skateboard nailed to the wall above the bed. He had a look of wonder. And it made [Y/N] wondered what Langa was thinking about in that moment. Silence was interrupted by [Y/N] who cleared his throat, gaining Langa's focus back on him and an adorable sight of rosy pink cheeks. He stiffled a giggle, walking up to him. "Sit down. Let's wrap this up so we can go to bed."

Langa nodded and took a seat on the bed, eyes focused on him. [Y/N] tried to keep his face from heating up. It took a good few minutes to attend the baby blue-haired boy's small injuries.

"There, all better now, huh?" He asked with a cheeky grin, gently patting Langa's head. Said boy muttered out a thank you with a nod, looking away to hide his blushing cheeks. As [Y/N] put the kit on his desk, Langa stood up from the bed. His skateboard rested by the foot of the bed in the end, to avoid any acts of getting seriously injured by it. He walked over to [Y/N] and wrapped his arms around him. The sudden gesture caused him to froze on the spot. He didn't expect hugs from the tall lanky boy. Usually it was [Y/N] who hug his friends out of nowhere. So for Langa to do it first, it surprised him out of nowhere.

Looking up from his spot, [Y/N] rose a brow.

"Did you bump your head or something?" He joked, blinking a couple of times. Langa shook his head, looking down at him with a loving smile that melted [Y/N]'s heart.

"Just... felt like it." He whispered, his grip tightening around him. [Y/N] smiled. He turned in the embrace and wrapped his own arms around Langa.

"You're full of surprises, ya know." [Y/N] told him softly, eyes closed. "But that's why I like you. I love surprises." He added with a heartedly laugh. Langa joined in the laughter.

"Then I hope I'm not running out of surprises." He said, staring into [e/c] eyes with the same look he had for the broken skateboard above the bed. And as before, [Y/N] wondered just what was Langa thinking about in that moment with the former skater in his arms in the middle of the night.

[dapandapod]

Cats and snow

I CAN’T MAKE THINGS EASY, CAN I?! So here you go, some Aiden x Lambert in the snow, because someone said that in the tags to this post and I had to. Might come a Geralt x Jaskier version of this too, because who am I if I dont? Anyway, @little-piece-of-tamlin this is what I did with the snowpile thing for now! Please enjoy <3   (On Ao3 here)

“I hate the cold. I hate it. I fucking hate it. Why the hell am I here?!”

Lambert laughs and shoves Aiden sideways, hard. They are walking across the courtyard from the stables. The hunt had been good and they brought with them three hares and a fat pheasant. 

“Why, because you begged me so nicely. Who am I to say no to that?” 

“The fuck I did.” Aiden bares his teeth and glares at Lambert. “More like I was kidnapped!”

He wasn’t forced. Sure, he lost a bet while so insanely drunk that he barely recovered for two days. And during those two days Lambert had to get them going or they wouldn’t make it before the snow came. Two days where Aiden was hilariously miserable and moaning the whole time. But he had begrudgingly agreed, and if you really try, you can sure say he begged. Begged for mercy when he realized just how cold it was, but hey.

“Nah. As soon as you could sit up by yourself you were all sparkly eyed.”

“Wasn’t.”

“You sure were. You like the snow.”

He did, in fact, not like the snow. It might be related to a snowball to the face. And a fist of snow down his neck. And snow in his boots. Oh and that blizzard on the fifth day up the mountain.

It could be related. But there is no proof, really.

Aiden promptly let go of the hares he held and pounced. Lucky Lambert saw it coming. He braces for impact, squaring his feet. It doesn’t help however, Lambert is not a big guy and Aiden is good at this. Down they go, the soft snow catching their fall and embracing them in it’s icy cold. They are silent in their struggle. Aiden uses his body weight to keep Lambert down, grabbing a fist of snow and pushing it into Lambert's face. Lambert bucks and kicks and actually giggles. It makes Aiden hesitate, just for a moment, looking down at him, eyes wide.

Lambert takes his chance, throwing some powdery snow up in Aidens face. He almost feels bad about it, almost, and then he turns them around, buries the other witcher with as much snow as he can reach around them, and darts off.

Aiden splutters and hiss behind him, but just as quickly he was on his feet again, wiping at his eyes. Lambert eyes his surroundings and choose, Aiden only a few steps behind him.

At a full sprint he tackles the stable wall.

Odd you might think. Well, it would have been odd if not the satisfying sound of moving snow from above were noticed.

Aiden does not notice. Well, not more that one would notice a small, feral witcher running directly into a wall. Aiden stops and tilts his head to the side, standing just where Lambert wants him.

The snow falls from the roof with a thump, a small avalanche sliding down from the roof and covering the cat witcher. Lambert whoops at his victory. 

“I got you good, didn’t I!” 

Only, the snowpile isn’t moving.

“Aiden?”

Not a sound. The courtyard is still. Lambert strains his ears. He can hear a heartbeat within the pile, so he is still alive in there.

“Aaaiideeen?” Lambert crouches down, stretching out a hand. “Aw, come on, it’s just a little snow. Come on out now, kitty. Psspsspss!”

With a roar the snowpile attacks. Or rather the witcher inside it. Arms outstretched, using his legs to push up into a froglike leap, he push through the snow. He knocks Lambert straight on his ass, and they roll in a tangle of limbs in the snow. 

Aiden is pissed, royally so, but Lambert laughs. A deep rumbling laugh, he is laughing so hard his sides hurt. It’s enough to let Aiden get a good grip and pin him down.

“I can’t believe that worked!” He says, laughing harder when Aiden grips him tighter.

“Shut up.” Aiden snarls, all teeth.

“Make me!” Lambert shoots back and then immediately quiets down. There is this tension, this spark that rush through him when he says it. Aiden of course notice his reaction, and their eyes lock. AIden is gorgeous in the snow, cheeks rosy and snowy hair falling into his face.

His amber eyes dance across Lamberts face, grip still firm. There are a number of appealing ways Aiden could shut him up indeed.

“Psspsspss.” Lambert taunts again, smirking when Aiden glares at him.

“It’s almost like you want me to kiss you, wolf.” Aiden taunts back and if that didn’t send a pleasant shiver down his spine. He leans closer, shifting where he sits on Lambert. The anticipation of what’s to come makes his toes curl, and his arms are free and he reaches up and-

And there is snow in his entire face. Aiden returned the favor, burying him in as much snow as he can reach. Lambert splutters and spits and hisses. The weight of his friend is gone in a second and Lambert needs a moment to recover and get the snow out of his eyes.

When he finally manages to see the light of day again Aiden stands above him. The hares and bird slung over his shoulder and hand outstretched to help him up. 

He slaps it away and gets up on his own, dusting off snow from his pants and shoulders and ass.

After dinner, after gwent and a bottle of wine they are off to bed.

Before Aiden gets too close to his own room Lambert leans against his own doorframe. Arms crossed, heart beating.

“Psspsspss.”

[northknot-hq]

It’s time for the costume contest voting. Below the cut you will find a list of all the characters’ costumes and an additional list for couples’ costumes (both platonic and romantic). By clicking on this link, you will be able to vote for your top three costumes in five categories. You should be voting for individuals in every category except for the couples one. Please vote by the 1st of November so the winners can be announced before the end of the event. If I’ve missed any of your characters or couples on the list, please message me via the main. Happy roleplaying!

Aalis Albrecht - Morticia Addams (Addams Family)

Adelina de Salazar - Gamora (Marvel)

Aiden Carlisle - Danny (Grease)

Alexandros Sallas - Sharkboy (Sharkboy & Lavagirl)

Ariadne Rosi - Kim Possible (Kim Possible)

Aries Stark - Medusa

Astra Grimsbane - Shego (Kim Possible)

Athena Miller - Pinata

Benjamin Cole - Jedi (Star Wars)

Caliphe Topaz - Cinderella (Cinderella/Disney)

Caleb Findlay - Johnny Castle (Dirty Dancing)

Callista Albrecht - Princess Leia (Star Wars)

Cassian Callaghan - Jedi (Star Wars)

Charlotte Monroe - Glinda (Wizard of Oz)

Christian Davies - Banksy Artwork

Clary Gooding - Wednesday Addams (Addams Family)

Eleanor Grimaldi - Jean Grey (Marvel)

Elijah Blackthorne - Eleven (Stranger Things)

Elsa Morgan - Harley Quinn (DC)

Emilia Santiago - Rose DeWitt Bukater (Titanic)

Erik Blackthorne - Joker (DC)

Everett Moore - Pugsley Addams (Addams Family)

Halliwell Brookes - Baby (Dirty Dancing)

Hecate Black - Princess Peach (Super Mario Bros.)

Illiris Delphine - Ariel (The Little Mermaid)

Iris Belmont - Sarah Sanderson (Hocus Pocus)

Isabella Santiago - Pink Power Ranger (Power Rangers)

Juliet Robinson - Sandy (Grease)

Kinsey Simons - Princess Leia (Star Wars)

Laurel Parks - Elle Woods (Legally Blonde)

Lettie Cunningham - Bumblebee

Lilith Aine - Mary Sanderson (Hocus Pocus)

Louis Byers - Wolverine (Marvel)

Maggie Drakos - Zarina the Pirate Fairy (Tinkerbell)

Mariza Tanner - Devil

Miles Greenwood - Jack Dawson (Titanic)

Mini Mink - Eric (The Little Mermaid)

Natalie Dawson - Lavagirl (Sharkboy and Lavagirl)

Noah Greenwood - Iron Man (Marvel)

Nova Blackthorne - Flapper

Olivia Bancroft - Dorothy (Wizard of Oz)

Orlaith Callaghan - Poison Ivy (DC)

PJ Simons - Indiana Jones (Indiana Jones)

Quinn Morgan - Ursula (The Little Mermaid)

Sebastian Young - Scary Pumpkin

Seraphina Blackwell-Byers - Lara Croft (Tomb Raider)

Sloane Carlisle - Holy Cow

Waverly Monroe - Black Swan (Black Swan)

Zac Narvaez - Luca (Luca)

Couples/Groups Costumes

Aiden & Juliet - Danny & Sandy (Grease)

Alex & Natalie - Sharkboy & Lavagirl (Sharkboy and Lavagirl)

Ariadne & Astra - Kim Possible & Shego (Kim Possible)

Caleb & Halliwell - Johnny & Baby (Dirty Dancing)

Everett & Clary - Wednesday & Puggsly (Addams Family)

Louis & Eleanor - Wolverine & Jean Grey (X-Men/Marvel)

Elsa & Orlaith - Harley Quinn & Poison Ivy (DC)

Miles & Emilia - Jack & Rose (Titanic)

Illiris, Mini & Quinn - Ariel, Eric & Ursula (The Little Mermaid/Disney)

Iris & Lilith - Sarah & Mary Sanderson (Hocus Pocus)

PJ & Seraphina - Indiana & Lara (Indiana Jones and Tomb Raider)

[hopelesswxnderers]

"If it’s any consolation, I’m glad you’re not dead." Rosie to Aiden

“You don’t mean that. Trust me,” Aiden breathed out. He allowed his head to rise, somewhat looking into her direction. There wasn’t exactly any form of smile grazing his features, but when was there. “You too, kid,” he added in the same sighful tone as before. 

@livs-muses

[bleachanimefan1]

Bellum Part Four

Voodoo Doll

Aiden and Evangeline walked together, down the dirt path, through the woods, talking as they did, as they were heading back to the cabin.

"You're going to like my mom. She's super nice, but she can be very scary when she gets angry. But, her jambalaya is to die for! She says it's an old family recipe."

"She sounds wonderful," Evangeline replied. Aiden smiled.

"She is!"

"But, I do have one question though. So far you only talked about your mother, but not your father," Evangeline asked. "Do you have one?" Aiden's eyes widen before stopping.

"Oh, um, my dad? Hmm," Aiden thought for a moment, scratching his head. "Well, I know he likes music, like I do. He liked Jazz and old classical music the same as me. I also favored some of the late 80's music. From what I can remember, he was kind of dorky and weird and tells really bad dad jokes. My mom said that my magic came from him."

"Does he still live you and your mom?" Evangeline asked.

"No, he left when I was six," Aiden sighed, sadly. Evangeline's glanced over at him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to open any old wounds," she said, concerned. She frowned, angrily. "But, I can't believe that your father would just up and leave you both like that! That jerk!" Aiden's eyes widen.

"No, no, no! You've got the wrong idea!" he answered, shaking his head and laughed. "When I said that he left, I meant that he passed on." Evangeline's eyes widen as her cheeks turned red, completely embarrassed.

"Oh, you mean he's up there!" she pointed out. Aiden nodded.

"It's just been me and my mom for now. It's been kind of hard for the two of us. Sometimes late at night, I can hear my mom crying. On others, she would wake up screaming like she's having a bad nightmare. She tries to hide it but I know that she's not happy. So, I have to be strong for the both of us."

"Aiden, I-...there's something that I need to tell you-" Evangeline tried to say but Aiden interrupted her.

"We're here!" he shouted and ran up the stairs, opening the door.

Evangeline followed him, walking inside. As Aiden shut the door, Evangeline took a look around the cabin. There were a couple of chairs near a fireplace while a headpiece of a buck rested above it. On the mantle, were a couple of family photos. Some were of Anna's parent's, other's were of her and Aiden together, pictures of him as a baby, and Alastor with his mom. Evangeline saw a picture sitting by itself on a table and walked over to it, picking it up. It had Anna, Alastor and Aiden together in it. From what she had seen, this was the only picture of them all together.

"Mom! Mom! Look what I found!" Aiden called out, excitedly. He noticed that Michael wasn't around anywhere. He assumed that he must have left. He sighed, disappointed, pouting. He was really looking forward to doing his shadow show too! Evangeline saw Anna walked out of the kitchen. She smiled when she saw Aiden until she noticed Evangeline. She walked over to them.

"You're a bit too young to start bringing ladies home, Aiden," Anna teased, pulling on her son's big ears. Aiden blushed, his ears turning red.

"Mom!" he brushed her hand away stepping over to Evangeline introducing her to his mother. "This is Evangeline!"

"Evangeline?" Anna said. "That's a pretty and unusual name." She turned to Evangeline, looking at her.

"Do your parents know that you're here, Evangeline? I'm sure that they are probably worried, especially this late."

"I don't have parents," Anna's eyes widen in surprise then turned concerned. Was this girl a runaway and she doesn't want her to know? Or did something happen? She hummed.

"Well, you can stay here until we figure something out." Aiden and Evangeline's eyes widen in shock.

"Really, mama?!" Aiden asked, happily. Anna nodded, smiling.

"Yes, and you're just in time to help!" she said. "Go up stairs and wash up then you can help cut some of the vegetables."

Aiden took Evangeline's hand and ran upstairs, leaving his mother. Anna smiled as she watched them go up then walked back into the kitchen to place out the vegetables on the table. Aiden lead Evangeline into his room and walked into the bathroom to wash his hands. Evangeline looked around his room as he did. Strangely enough, there was a bunk bed in the corner of the room. The wall papers had a forest theme and deer on them. There was a desk that had some drawings and sketches of animals and that Aiden drew, some taped to the wall. There were some instruments, like a guitar and keyboard lying on the floor, as well as some clothes and shoes.

Beside her was a shelf that was filled with stuffed animals and wierd dolls that looked hand made. One was a man wearing a white suit and top hat with curly blond hair and red rosy cheeks. Beside him, was a woman with long flowing curly blond hair with horns on the top of her head, wearing a black dress. Another was a woman with wavy blond hair with rosy cheeks wearing a white shirt and black suspenders and bow tie. Beside her was a another woman with light grey hair covering one of her eye and a pink x, wearing a grey tank top and skirt and striped stockings.

Next to them, was one that looked like spider, wearing a pink and white striped suit. Beside him, was a black and white cat wearing a black top hat with a card on it, with red wings who had poker designs on them. Last, was a woman that looked like a cyclops with fiery red hair and a dress with a black poodle on it. Sitting next to her, was a a man that looked like a fish with black hair wearing a black buttoned lab coat.

However, there were two that drew her attention. Sitting in the middle, there were two mini voo doo dolls. One was a female who had light tan and brown hair and on the top of her head were ears shaped like a deer and she was also wearing Anna's shirt. The other one as a male who had blood red hair, with black tips and deer ears on the top of his head, the same color and style. He was also wearing a red pinstriped suit and monocle. Aiden came out of the bathroom to see Evangeline staring at his collection, mostly at the two dolls that looked like his parents.

"Oh, those are my favorite! My mom made those when I was born," he told her.

"Hey kids, last chance to help out with dinner!" Anna called out, downstairs. Aiden's eyes widen.

"Wait! Don't start yet!" he shouted.

Evangeline and him came down stairs, meeting Anna in the kitchen. She was stirring a pot and pointed at the table.

"The ingredients are over there, get to chopping!" she told them. Aiden and Evangeline walked over and sat down, picking up their knives and started to cut the vegetables. Evangeline stared at the tomato in front of her and tried to slice it but was struggling to hold it while she did so. Aiden noticed that she was having a bit of trouble.

"Like this!" he showed her how to do so. Evangeline nodded. As they finished cutting up the vegetables, Evangeline noticed that Aiden's were perfectly sliced and chopped up, while hers were uneven and mashed.

"You're really good at this," Aiden smiled.

"I've been doing this for years," he told her. "I guess it's sort of a talent!"

Anna smiled as she walked over to the table carrying the pot with jambalaya.

"Okay, go ahead and add the vegetables to it," she told them. Aiden and Evangeline tossed their pieces into the pot while Anna stirred it until it was done. She walked over to a cupboard and opened it placing out the plates. One for Aiden, Evangeline and herself. She poured some of the jambalaya into the plates and sat down. Aiden immediately was slurping down his food and munching down on the shrimp, while Evangeline was staring at hers. Anna noticed that she wasn't eating.

"Try it!" she assured her. "I promise that it's good!"

Evangeline took her spoon and took a small sip from it. She felt a multitude of flavors hit her tongue. It had a spicy, sweet, but also a robust taste to it. She immediately helped herself to some more.

"See, I told you!" Anna smiled and chuckled.

"It's so good!" Evangeline answered.

"I'm glad that you liked it," Anna told her "It was Alastor's mother's-"

Suddenly, Anna was interrupted when there was a knock on the door. The three of them, turned towards it, confused.

"Who could that be so late in the evening?" Anna wondered as she got up and walked over to the front door, opening it.

"Yes, can I help you-!"

Her eyes widened in shock then turning into horror and gasped.

"N-no..." she said, fearfully, backing away. Cold steely eyes stared back into hers, piercing right through her soul. "It can't be..."

Standing in front of her, was Gabriel and another angel.

[itgetsbetter-ff]

Chapter 1 ~ Wake Up Call

**6 MONTHS EARLIER**

Andrea Dominique

“MA!!!!!! CAN YOU COME GET THE TWINS PLEASE!!!!!” I screamed while I was in the bathroom,

My little brothers were bothering me while I was in the bathroom, they were 8, and absolutely annoying.

I heard my mom come into my room, and yell at the boys, “Micah and Major! Why are you bothering your sister!”

They both mumbled, but I didn’t really pay attention. “Go find your father somewhere! and get away from your sister’s bathroom.” She scolded

“Yes ma’am.” and they ran away.

I let go a sign of relief, until I heard a knock at the door, “Nique, hurry up with whatever you’re doing, we have to drop you off at to see your mother, and then we have family dinner tonight.”

I opened the door, and stood my mom in front of me. Technically, my step-mother but as far as I’m concerned she is my real mother. Giselle Cartier.  

By the look on my face, she knew I wasn’t too keen on the idea of my plans for the rest of the day.

“Look, Daddy and I don’t want to take you to see her, but until you’re 18, that’s the deal, twice a month.” She smiled, empathetically

“I know, but family dinner, like the whole family?” I grimaced

She laughed, “Yes, the whole family. Now get dressed sweetie.” She kissed my head and left.

I sighed sitting on my bed, now if it was just my family, I would be fine. But everyone? That’s not something I look forward too.

Now, we have my family:

My daddy is Dominic, My Mom is Giselle, My older brother is Dominic Zacharie Mason, My little sister is Adrianna Madison, My twin little brothers are Dylan Zane Micah and Dorian Zacharyah Major.

My Aunt Elizabethe, my mom’s sister, and her daughter Zoey Kaliea.

My Aunt Olivia and Uncle Jeremiah and Their kids, Marie, Maurice, and Aiden

My Uncle X and his ex wife my aunt Kamryn, with their kids, Kamani, Kamari and Xavier III

My uncle Rakim and his wife my aunt Rosie and their son AJ

My aunt Lei

and last but not the greatest, the most two horrible people in my family, my own older sister Angelique Marie and my aunt Liv’s daughter Sage Elise.

You’d think, I would get along with my own sister, but I haven’t and I never have.

“NIQUE!! IT’S TIME TO GO!!!!” My daddy yelled.  

“COMING!”

~

You’d think visiting my birth mother in jail would be the worst part of my day, but it truly wasn’t.

My real mom is Alexxandra Kaitlyn Rossi. My full name is Andrea Dominique Rossi Cartier. and I prefer to just be called Dominique Cartier.

The reason she’s in jail, is because she shot and almost killed my father, aunt and brother, while killing a judge, and 2 officers. She got pregnant with me to get my dad away from my step mother. But we see how that all worked out.

My real mom hates my step mom and vice versa. Whereas, I adore my stepmom, And sometimes, my real mom prefers Angelique over me. and I cant stand my sister.  So as you see we don’t have the best relationship.

Sitting in the car, Maddie whispered to me, “Nique, you okay?”

I nodded my head, “Are you worried about Angel?” She asked again

I shrugged, “ I would just rather she not speak to me, but you know how that goes.”

Maddie just nodded, “Well let’s hope she’s not on 1000 tonight.”

“Let’s hope.” 

~

Sitting at the table, everyone was talking and laughing, enjoying everyone’s company. I was sitting by Zoey, or as I call her Lea, we are the same age, 16, and our birthdays are a few months apart, with her being older. She’s literally my best friend.

We were talking about school and the latest party coming up, when Angel and Sage walked in, as late as always.

Angel went around the table giving hugs and hello to everyone at the table except me. Sage did the exact same thing, only she said hi to me. And just by my luck, the only two chairs available were across from Lea and I.

“Angelique.” My father scolded.

“Yes daddy?” She said batting her eyelashes at our father.

“Angelique Marie, stop. Say hello to your sister.” He said  

“I did Daddy, I said hello to Maddie.”

Lea whispered under her breath, “Here we go again.”

That’s when Aunt Lizzie gave her a look, and she instantly shut up.

“It’s fine Daddy, she doesn’t have to speak to me. I’m okay.” I said, trying to smile, but it was totally fake

“Angelique.” My mother said sternly, Angel knew not to play with Mommy.

Sighing, she turned towards me and grimaced. “Half-breed, how you doing?”

“I’m great bitch, how are you?” I replied back while looking at the menu

Before she could even say anything back, my mother slapped the table and scared the both of us.

“Andrea, how are you?” She asked again, she knew that name makes my skin crawl

“I’m fine Angelique, how are you? By the way, Katie says hi.” I smirked.

The way she looked at me, I knew I was going to pay for that, but she knows the name Andrea pisses me off, just like the mentioning of my birth mother pissing her off.

Everyone around us, was still talking, but Angel and I just death glared at each other.

God, can tonight just be over with? 

Marie

After dinner, we all went over uncle Dominic’s and Auntie Gi’s house. I always loved their house and being around them. I was the only girl cousin my age, Mason, Maurice and Aiden were my age, but they all had each other. It wasn’t the same as Sage and Angel or Kaliea and Dominique. Hell, I had Mani and Mari, but they stayed secluded to themselves most times.

“Marie, what are you doing?” Aunt Lei asked

“Nothing, just chilling, how about you?” I asked

“Nothing,”

“Aunt Lei, can I ask you a question?” I quizzed

“Sure, Honey.”

“Do you think that Sage will ever be that mean to me, like Angel is to Nique? You and Mommy have different dad’s and y’all were best friends.”

“Honey, I can’t speak for Sage, she’s your big sister.”

“Yeah, but she doesn’t hang out with me, like she use to. She’s 25, I’m only 20, She hangs out with Angel, more than she does with me.”

“Well, for a long time, it was just Sage and Angel, then came everyone else, they’ve been Best Friends since diapers. But if it’s bothering you that much you should talk to her about it. Okay?”

“Yes ma’am” I sighed,

That didn’t really help but okay.  

“What’s the matter?” I heard Reese say,

“Nothing,” I spoke quickly

I knew that if Maurice knew I was upset, he would tell Aiden and they would confront Sage and tell my parents. I don’t need that right now.  

I’m the oldest of both Maurice and Aiden and they act like I’m the most fragile thing in the world. Okay, am I the most sensitive, yes, but I don’t always need protection from my little brothers. or my cousins. or my parents.

“What’s wrong Ree.” Aiden asked

I looked at the both of them, you would think they were twins instead of me and Maurice, I rolled my eyes.

“Nothing. Why aren’t y’all with Mason, somewhere not bothering me.”

“Mason is arguing with his bitch, again” They both said, looking annoyed as hell.

Shit, I was annoyed, and I’m the sensitive one. Courtney is one annoying bitch. Literally no one likes her in the family. I’ve heard my auntie Gigi tell Mason, that if he ever got her pregnant with her grandchild, she would kill Mason and tell God he died. This girl literally rubs everyone the wrong way. and the fact that Courtney isn’t her real name cracks me up.

“You know if Aunt Gigi finds out that Treasure La’Quasia is here, she will have a fit.” I giggled.

“Bro, Don’t let Angel, Maddie or Nique hear you say that name, cause you know all three of them will go off together.” Aiden laughed

I shook my head, “I guess”

 Mason 

“Courtney, I’m going to tell you one more time, stop hitting me bruh.” I was seriously getting annoyed with her, I took her hands and slightly shoved her away from me.

She knows today is family day, and she wanna start this shit TODAY! While my whole ass family is in my house, like my mom, sisters and cousins won’t beat her ass.

“NO FUCK YOU MASON!” She yelled pushing my head yet again

“Who the fuck this bitch in your phone!” She yelled at me

“Bruh, you act like you’re my girlfriend …….. you bugging my nigga.” I sighed.

She’s yelling at me, for no reason. Courtney acts like she’s my girlfriend, when she’s not. I don’t take her out on dates, I just call her when I want them cheeks. The fact that she met my entire family was strictly by mistake. My maw maw saw her ONE TIME, and then let her stay for the whole day. When I tell you I was salty as fuck. I was salty as fuck. Now she always want to come over and start shit with me, I don’t even have a girlfriend.  

“Who is she Dominic Zacharie.” She said smartly

“I don’t know Treasure. Since we using first names” I spat back

“MY NAME ISN’T TREASURE!” She screamed.

“Can you please shut the fuck up. My WHOLE Family is in the house! You know if my Ma or sister catch you out here, that’s your ass.”

I saw the fear come across her face, and she quickly removed it for a strong exterior.

“No one scared of your fucking sisters.” She spat

I chuckled, She know damn well she scared of Angel and Dominique, she slightly scared of Maddie too. Listen, I understand being scared of Angel, she scares me majority of the time. I also understand Dominique. Angel fought Domi so much that she taught her how to fight. But being afraid of my 12 year old sister Maddie, that’s what cracks me up.

“Oooooooooh, you know you not supposed to be here.” Major said

“They bout to whoop your ass,” Micah said

Before I could even say anything to stop the terrible two, they both screamed.

“ANGEL, TREASURE OUTSIDE WITH MASON!”

Aw, hell here we go.

Angelique

I was on the balcony in my old room, on FaceTime with my nigga. I missed him, but him traveling all the time kinda put a damper on our relationship. You know him being famous and all.

I was all in my own world, when my daddy came to talk to me. So, I had to get off the phone with bae. The way he looked at me, I knew this was about Andrea.

“Daddy, please, I don’t want to talk about this right now.”

“I don’t give a damn. You need to be nice to your sister, Your mother and i didn’t raise you like that Marie.”  

I knew he was serious when he called me Marie,

“But Da-“

“But nothing. She’s your little sister. Just like Maddie. Just like Mason, Major and Micah are your little brothers.”

“The only difference between Maddie, Mason, Major and Micah, and I versus Andrea. We have a mother that is Sane. Her mother is the reason why you have to walk with a cane some days or why Mason’s right arm gets in excruciating pain when the weather changes or when Aunt Liv gets Migraines to the point she can’t even see.”

“But you cant blame Dominique, for her mother’s actions.”

“Daddy, I saw you get shot, and I saw Mommy crying over you. I tried to run to catch you before you fell. I saw you in a coma, I saw you fall every time you tried to walk. Because Andrea was born, mommy took us and left for 2 months. I can never forgive that.”

My daddy sighed, “Could you at least try to call her Dominique. You know she hates Andrea.”

I rolled my eyes, “I don’t know why she’s named after you in the first place. We all have M’s for Middle names, or A’s and D’s/Z’s  for first names. Angelique Marie, Dominic Zacharie Mason, Dylan Zane Micah, Dorian Zacharyah Major, and Adrianna Madison. She’s an Odd ball out.”

“I didn’t name her, her mother did. and she’s not named after me, she’s named after DJ.” He said softly

“And What was his name Dominique Maurice Cartier II,  Who, I BELIEVE, is named after you, so point invalid, daddy.” I giggled. “You know I got his name tatted on my wrist.” I smiled brushing the ink.  

 That’s the only thing Mason, Andrea and I have in common. The same matching tattoo of our brother’s name in honor of his memory. 

“I know, and that put you in a great mood with her for awhile, and a terrible one with your mother.” He chuckled

“Can you at least please try for me Princess?” He quizzed

“I can try, but I cant make any promises”

“Thank you.” He said kissing my forehead, then he got up and left.

No, I have never like Andrea, Not since we were little. I didn’t play with her, I didn’t claim her as my sister, nothing. It might seem childish, but I didn’t view her as my sister. She came from a monster. A demon and I don’t fuck with half-breeded, demons or even real demons.  

I left the balcony, as it was getting too cold, and I looked around my room as I went to go pee in the bathroom that connected to my room. Teenage me had some good ass taste. I had to fight mommy so she wouldn’t change my room into Maddie’s or even Andrea’s. but I’m glad that it’s still a place, where I can come and relax with my family.

After i finished using the bathroom, and I washed my hands, I went to dry them  and I saw a pregnancy test in the trash.

I picked it up with toilet paper, and it read positive.  

Before I could even think about what do next, I heard Major and Micah

“ANGEL, TREASURE OUTSIDE WITH MASON!”  

I wrapped the test up and hid it in my purse, grabbed my hair tie off the dresser and zoomed downstairs because I know I’m about to hit this bitch.

~~~~~~~~

By time I hit the front door and walked on the front porch, my mother and aunt was standing out there. They knew if I got too close, I was going to knock her the fuck out.

I spoke calmly, “Treasure, why are you here? I told you what would happen the next time I saw you didn’t I?”

“Bitch, shut the fuck up.” She spat

I nodded my head laughing while tying up my hair, “See, there we go with that bitch word again. I told you about that last time, didn’t I?” 

“Angelique, she isn’t worth it.” My Aunt Liv said

But that went in one ear and out the other. I was ready to dead this hoe. Why my brother decided to fuck her? I don’t know but, she was too disrespectful for my taste. I saw Andrea and Maddie sneaking up on the sides of her, while everyone was paying attention to me not getting to her. Big mistake

“Bitch, you’re not going to hit me, you can’t even get to me!” She yelled again  

I nodded my head, while she was talking all that trash. Cause I knew that Andrea or Maddie was gonna knock her the hell out. They know how to fight because of me.

“But I can” Andrea said, and snuck the bitch and she was on the ground.

Everyone turned around, and that’s when I ran and beat that bitch ass.  

~~~~~~~~

After the fight was over, and everyone calmed down and left, I helped my mom clean up everything and settled the house. By time we finished it was about 2 in the morning, there was no way in hell I’m driving all the way to Sage’s and I’s apartment.

“Mommy, is it okay I stay the night? I’m tired.”

“That’s fine I don’t care. Behave yourself Angelique.”  

I sighed knowing what she meant, “I’m just going to bed. I promise.”

She nodded her head, and we turned off all the lights and turned on the alarm, and went upstairs  

“Night Honey.” She yawned as she walked into her room

“Night mommy.”

I walked into my room, and just collapsed on my head. I took off my shoes, socks and pants. Reached in my night stand and pulled out my extra bonnet and charger, tied up my hair and plugged up my phone, and snuggled up in my King sized bed.

I was damn-near sleep, when I heard commotion in the bathroom. Hearing her say “Where is it? Where is it?”  I rolled my eyes,

“I promised mommy, I would behave myself. I don’t know why they joined our rooms together by a bathroom.” I mumbled to myself  

I got up and opened the door to the bathroom, and Andrea jumped  

“You scared me!” She said

I rubbed my eyes, “Why are you on the floor, making a shit ton of noise.”  

“No reason, I’m fine Angelique. Go back to bed please” She sniffled

I took a closer look at her, “Why are you crying? and why are you digging through the fucking garbage.”

“No reason,”

I shook my head, and went to close my door, when I remembered my purse. I went over to it, and got the pregnancy test out of it, going back to the door.

“Is this what you’re looking for?” I say to her, handing it to her

While she was kneeling on the ground, she took the test out of my hand cautiously, closed her eyes, took a breathe and then looked at the test. She instantly started crying.

“Andrea-“

“PLEASE STOP CALLING ME THAT!” She screamed

“I’m just trying to help!” I yelled back

“Help how Angelique! What are you going to do, tell Mommy and Daddy. Make you look like you’re the ‘Angel’ that everyone thinks you are! Exile me even more because Giselle isn’t my real mom and Katie is!!! I’m pregnant! Are you going to call me names because you know I cant do anything about it!!!”

“An-Dominique, no, I wasn’t, You’re 16 years old” I said  

“I know how fucking old I am Angelique.” She snapped.

“Fine then, I’m going back to bed. Good Luck with that shit.” I said turning around, going back into my room.

She started crying harder than before and wrapped her arms around herself, “Gigi… please. I’m scared.” she whispered

I stopped in my tracks, she hasn’t called me that since we were little, I forbade her from doing so. 

I knew she was desperate and serious when she said it to me.

“I’m 16, pregnant, Daddy and mommy are going to kill me. I don’t know what to do.”

I turned around and came back into the bathroom, I sat on the floor and decided to hug her, and she backed up at first.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m trying to give you a hug.” I rolled my eyes

I tried again, and she instantly hugged me back and started bawling on my shoulder.

I just continued to hug her and rub her back until she cried herself to sleep.

[bcolfanfic]

young veterans au - POV you’re on rosie’s phone (read his HCs here)

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rosenthal_ Not a bad day.

jeancrosby Naomi’s hair is so cute! You do a better job than I can on my girls some days.

cbiddick Okay Snow White!

_aidennn07 ❤️❤️❤️

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_aidennn07 with rosenthal_ Went to DC. Picked up new gig as scooter mechanic.

crozbee Looking presidential @rosenthal_ , I’d vote for you.

rosenthal_ 🇺🇸❤️

cbiddick So sweet. I’m gonna throw up.

[swifty-fox]

please can you do [ground] from the prompts list? ship of your choice ;)

[GROUND]: during a moment of intense emotional stress, the sender gently takes the receiver's face in their hands to ground them until they're calmer again.

*spins wheel* Little Beasts Blakely and Brady

"Jack."

Brady barely hears his name, clenched fingers damp with dishwater, dripping over peeling linoleum counters and dripping onto the floor they were planning to tear up next. Replace it with something nice, something a little classic. He'd found this peach-colored tile he thought would look nice with the yellow cabinets. Warm and bright. The sun was setting, fading light warm on his body where it filtered through the window over the sink

"Jack."

He hums in the back of his throat, stares at the area code on his phone as it vibrates. vibrates. vibrates. vib-

"Five things John, what can you see?"

Brady inhales, digs his fingernails into the linoleum as if he could dent it like butter "The swing outside. The cupboards need dusting. The-the floor tile. Sarah's schoolbooks. Your mom's Christmas card."

"Four."

Four things he could touch, or perhaps touch him as a pair of soft-skinned hands slide across his jawline, cupping his face and stroking the tight clenched masseter muscle on either side.

"Your hands. The water, it's cold. The dishrag. The counter."

Blakely walks him through the rest of the list, three things he can hear (Everett's voice, the TV in the other room, the dishwasher running), two things he can smell (Ev's cologne, the leftovers of breakfast) and one thing to taste, the mint chapstick on Blakely's lips as he kisses him lightly.

The phone stops ringing somewhere in the process, the screen black and silent. Everett smiles at him, crinkles around his eyes and brown hair carefully styled off his face. He was dressed in a white button down and a soft brown sweater, dressed for work and probably running late for helping Brady through his lapse in control.

"Better?" He asks, strokes Brady's cheek again.

"I'll manage." he says roughly.

'I'll cancel improv, we can have a movie night with Sarah instead."

"You don't have to do that," Brady insists, to proud to sound miserable.

"I love you," is all Blakely supplies in argument, which was more than enough.

[diyunho]

The Joker x Reader - “Mommy”

It was a well known fact The Joker’s girlfriend left him with four young children and disappeared. It was also known that his ex stepped up and took care of them even if she didn’t have to. The King of Gotham might have lost his woman, but he never lost his Queen.

Part 2        Part 3       Part 4      Part 5

You had no idea why The Joker kept on getting her pregnant; she definitely didn’t like to take care of their children nor had any interest in them. But it was none of your business so you kept your mouth shut. J wanted you to continue to work for him and you had no objections: he trusted his ex and you loved what you were doing so it was fine.

They were always fighting and his girlfriend disappeared for days and sometimes even weeks without a phone call or text. The Joker would ask you to babysit Kase while he searched for Anya; the baby was adorable and you didn’t mind.

Even when she was home, you still had to keep an eye on the little one because that woman would simply neglect to change or feed him. J would snap and they would get in such heated arguments you were surprised they didn’t kill each other yet.  If The King of Gotham was the one realizing his kid was lacking the proper nurture, you clearly don’t have too much going on in the motherhood department.

It broke your heart when you would go over to the penthouse and find Kase crying in his crib, hungry and really needing his diaper changed. J was gone with business and she would wonder off God knows where as soon as you stepped inside.

“Oh great, you’re here!” Anya would roll her eyes and sneaked out, leaving without any other explanation.

“Hey buddy, don’t cry. I’m here now,” you used to comfort him and the baby would stop crying as soon as he was changed and fed. Kase sure got a lot of kisses and snuggles since you felt sorry for the poor tiny soul. I mean, what fault did an innocent child had in any of it? None. Absolutely none.

One month after giving birth to the twin boys, Anya was nowhere to be found: three small beings left at their absent mother’s mercy. This time, J didn’t have to ask you to get involved: you offered and he didn’t object. It was exhausting to tend to a toddler and two newborns but you had all the supplies you needed plus help whenever required.

The Joker searched for his woman like crazy and finally found her in Los Angeles and brought her home again. At that point, you were basically staying at the penthouse, raising kids that weren’t yours yet you couldn’t help it. You were attached to them and had the feeling they would end up dead without somebody to care for them.

“Why is she here, hm?” you would hear Anya shout in the middle of the night, the argument escalating with alarming velocity. “Are you fucking her again?”

“I’m not fucking her !!!” he would yell back and it was true. “My ex-girlfriend is here taking care of our children because you don’t !!”

“Why don’t you take care of them? I didn’t get pregnant on my own now, did I?!”

You were sleeping upstairs in the same bedroom with the twins and had to close the door in order not to hear anything anymore. Thank goodness Zane and Aiden were actually pretty good babies, didn’t wake up very often and noise didn’t seem to bother them.

But it pissed you off she was such an ungrateful person! Anya had no idea how many dates you canceled in order to be a surrogate mother to her kids. Your boyfriend lost his patience and dumped you simply because you couldn’t abandon your self-imposed maternal duties.

You and Frost were in charge of J’s security, but you found yourself in charge of his offsprings also. And the bitch was getting on your nerves with her irresponsible and entitled behavior.

When she got pregnant the third time, you got mad. Another kid ??!! Because, you know, things were so great with the first 3!!

Mia was born on a Sunday and Anya vanished two weeks after having her. You were the one that find the note on the kitchen table: “Don’t try to find me, I’m not coming back. Keep the kids.”

The Joker had a terrible fit but didn’t pursuit the idea of going after her, which surprised you in a way. Who knows what was going on in his mind; you didn’t bring up the sensitive subject and J didn’t elaborate more than a few sentences about it.

The Clown Prince of Crime definitely wasn’t the epitome of fatherhood, but he made sure the babies had everything they needed. This desire was mostly coming only from his strong sense of possessiveness: he just knew that they belonged to him and that was it. Besides that, J was completely lost and unable to show anything but very basic emotions, if you could even call them that.

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When you are away, the little ones miss you. You just came back after a 5 days trip to New York so the kids follow you around the penthouse like ducklings, wanting attention: a four year old and two year old twins. You are holding the seven month old Mia in your arms and the boys clench to your long dress, stumbling into each other, but not wanting to let go.

“Moooommy,” Kase whines, jealous his sister is getting kisses.

“Mommy, kiss !” Zane pulls on your gown and you have to stop and get down on your knees.

“Who wants kisses?” you smile, letting Mia crawl on the carpet while the boys pucker their lips, impatiently waiting. You snatch all of them in your arms and randomly start kissing them in a frenzy while they giggle, ticklish.

The Joker mutters something on the couch, watching TV. You have an idea about what he might be: he probably made a comment again about the children calling you mommy. You told them to stop calling you that, but they continue to do it. After all, you are the only woman constantly around, taking care of them.

“J ?”

“What?” he bitterly answers.

“Did you even hold them while I was gone?!” you sigh, having a feeling he didn’t since they are so clingy.

“I was busy,” he grumbles, scratching his Batsy tattoo.

“You don’t seem busy now,” you get up, taking Kase’s hand and leading him to his father.”Here,” you help the young boy sit in J’s lap and wrap his arms around his son.

The King of Gotham is not very excited about your move; still he takes a deep breath and asks:

“What’s going on, kid?”

Kase’s eyes get big; he just couldn’t wait for his parent to show some interest in him. The boy starts talking up a storm, something about Legos and his toys. The Joker tries to understand every single word but some are mispronounced and he kind of gets the point, but not entirely.

“U-hum,” he nods his head and the boy rambles on, excited, playing with J’s gold chains.“A-ha, “ he agrees again, intrigued.

“OK daddy?” the question pops up and The Clown Prince of Crime takes the easy way out:

“Ummm….yes?…”

“Yaaayyy, daddy!” and J gets a kiss on the left cheek, then Kase jumps off his lap, running around the living room, screaming and making airplane noises.

“Y/N, what did I just agree to?” a very confused Joker needs to know.

“More toys, especially Legos,” you bring to his knowledge, urging the twins to follow you and you place them on J’s knees.

“Oh, great, because they don’t have enough!” This time he holds them while they bounce their legs, enthusiastic, bickering about who should get more of their father.

“Aiden, don’t slap your brother! How many times did I tell you not to hit each other? If you do that again, you’ll be in trouble!!! Don’t make me repeat myself! J ?? Are you just going to sit there and not react?!!” you scold, picking up Mia since she crawled back to your feet again.

“I think we’re in trouble,” The Joker whispers, rolling his eyes. “Stop fighting I guess,” he enunciates without any trace of enthusiasm. The kids chuckle, pushing one another and cuddling to J’s chest in the process.

“Com’ere, chubby,” the little girl gets a few kisses on her rosy cheeks and she babbles, yawning. “Are you sleepy? I guess it’s time for your nap, hm? Hey J, did the boys eat?”

“Yeah,” he answers, bored and you go to the kitchen, prepare some formula and bring the Princess back. You signal the twins to go play and you place Mia in The Joker’s arms, handing him the bottle.

“Here, feed your daughter.”

He scoffs, not thrilled but does it anyway.

“Aiden, don’t put that in your mouth!” you rush to take the shoe from him and he yells, running to his brothers, taking refuge with everyone under J’s purple coat. They all hide, whispering and thinking that if they can’t see you, you can’t see them either.

“Brats!” you mumble, letting them be for the moment and open the pantry in the hallway. “J ?” you get annoyed, “why do we still have a bunch of baby food with carrots and peas? You know Mia doesn’t like it, I told you to throw it away!”

“I forgot, woman! Give me a break !” he huffs, quite immersed into his current task. The little girl’s eyes wonder off, searching for you and stops sucking from the bottle until she sees you, then begins eating again.

“Moommyyyy,” whining is heard from under the purple coat,” Zane bit me!”

“Don’t bite your brother!” you raise your voice and there is fighting going on and more complaints.

“Mooommyyy, Aiden pinched me!”

Muffled laughter and more quarrel.

“Don’t pinch your brother!” you admonish, taking Mia away from The Joker since she’s fussing and refuses the bottle. “Come on, nap time for everybody!”

The boys emerge from under the jacket, tossing it on the floor and trampling on it, while their father gasps:

“That’s my favorite coat!!!!”

“Moommmyyyy, ice cream?” Zane follows you and you don’t have time to reply because J grouchily interrupts:

“Quit calling her mommy!! She’s not your mother!”

It feels like a slap in the face.

You abruptly stop and the boys bump into you. You turn towards The Joker, your blood boiling with indignation.

“I didn’t teach them to call me that and you know it ! I told them to stop and they won’t ! What do you want me to do, hm?! Glue their lips so they won’t talk?! I know I’m not their mother, you don’t have to remind me!”

J has some elaborated comeback but he doesn’t get the chance to continue because you literally burst out.

“Do you think it’s easy for me to take care of children you had with another woman?! Do you remember what you told me when we were together and I brought up the subject of having kids? You told me you don’t want any!!!! And then you met Anya and you had four !! Which means that you just didn’t want to have children WITH ME in particular ! Do you know how much that hurt?! But I stepped on my pride and raised them for the last four years because I realize they have absolutely no blame in this circus! You don’t like it they call me mommy??! Then bring back that trash-excuse-of-a-girlfriend and make her take care of them!!!!”

The boys shove themselves into you, startled and Mia whimpers, uneasy. You start walking again and J is speechless.

“What the hell was that, Y/N?!” he shouts and you can’t let it go so you extend your tirade. He’s really getting on your nerves.

“In all these years, did you ever thank me for everything I do?! Not even once!!!! And don’t think I’m not aware you sabotage my dates! I know you are saying things to the guys I like, don’t try to deny it!!!!” and you stump up the stairs, get everyone in the twins’ bedroom and slam the door shut.

J takes deep breaths, staring at the ceiling, talking to himself and nothing sounds nice. A few minutes pass and he decides to go after you and barges into the bedroom without knocking. Mia is almost asleep on top of you and the boys are gathered around your body, ready to doze off. They pout, frowning at their father: all they know is daddy said something that upset mommy. You truly look like Mother Hen with little chicks to shelter from the world.

“Building yourself an army with my kids, hm?” J sucks on his teeth and the boys give him mean glares. You reach to kiss the top of their heads, ignoring his remark. “I have a date tonight so I need you to babysit. I hate it when I have to bring others to watch them.”

“Fine, I don’t care. I missed them anyway,” you grumble, getting comfortable; might as well take a nap also.

“OK, done deal,” The Joker lingers in the doorway, debating on a simple idea that came to him while he was downstairs.

*****************

You enter the kitchen and notice the table full of boxes: Chinese food delivery from your favorite restaurant. J is already at the table, sitting on a chair and apparently waiting for you to show up.

“Don’t you look dashing,” you make an effort to start the conversation since you are still mad at him.

“I always look dashing,” he scoffs, pushing a chair towards you with his foot. “Sit!”

You hesitate and he insists:

“I said sit!”

Great, you will have to listen to him lecture you now. You do as asked, keeping your composure.

“It’s 8pm, aren’t you going?” you tap your fingers on the table, smelling the delicious food and it makes you hungry.

“As soon as the kids are tucked in and asleep,” he gives you a stupid reason, pretending to give a damn.

“They are asleep, just changed Mia and placed her in the crib.”

“Eat,” J leans over the table and gives you chopsticks. “I ordered your favorites,” and you seem a bit confused when he grabs a pair of chopsticks, opening a box and calmly begins to eat.

“Didn’t you say you have a date?” you bring it up, wanting him to disappear so you can relax and enjoy some quietness.

“I do,” he growls and your reaction is not a happy one when you realize what he means.

“Uggghhh,” you strain to contain your displeased attitude.

“Shut up and eat !” he kicks your chair and you drop the piece of sushi you took a bite from in your lap. “ You made me feel sorry for you since apparently you are not interesting enough to keep a man,” he smirks, pleased he can elaborate on his favorite subject.

“Yeah… right…” you stab your plate, poking a piece of fried calamari. “You’re the one chasing them away.”

“You have proof?”

“I know you are!”

“Ha! I don’t have to, Y/N. You’re just boring.”

You exhale, aggravated, changing the subject.

“Any news from The Queen?”  

Anya randomly calls him from time to time.

“She is no Queen !” J’s eyes suddenly lose their glow, his voice getting husky. “In order for a woman to be my Queen she has to earn my trust; you stopped being my girlfriend a long time ago, but you never stopped being The Queen of Gotham.”

The unexpected disclosure almost makes you choke. The Joker hears you sniffle and sees the tears rolling down your cheeks.

“You need a binky? We have plenty lying around.”

“N…no…” you barely chew on your food, not wanting to cry.

“Anya did call while you were in New York,” J admits and you lift your gaze, interested. ”She said she wants Mia. Ha!Ha!Ha!Ha!” he sarcastically laughs,  “Like I’m going to engage into a custody battle of some sorts with her? Our children don’t even legally exist ! You know what else she said?”

He’s getting worked up and you assume the worst.

“She said she wants Mia because she’s not mine! Can you believe that?!” he slams his fist on the table and it makes you anxious.

“What?… No way! Of course she’s yours,” you wipe your watery eyes, the new revelation making you alert again. “The children are all yours !”

You surely don’t like the new twist on this night and leave your chair, going around the table and cup his face, wishing to calm down the demons before they break free.

“Look at me,” and the blue eyes meet yours. “All four are yours. Don’t listen to her; you know how she lies and manipulates things!”

“Mommmyyyyy,” you hear from upstairs. “Moommyyyyy!”

“I think Zane had a nightmare again. I’ll be back,” you caress his hair for a few seconds then leave, insecurity already creeping up in his mind.

****************

The next day you are going out with Alex, one of J’s smugglers. He is picking you up at the penthouse and hangs out with The Joker in the living room, waiting for you to get ready.

“Alex?” J casually scrolls through his phone, smacking his lips.

“Sir?” the guy’s body stiffens, not knowing what to expect.

“If I hear that you upset Y/N in any way, besides the fact that she will break your neck first, I will PERSONALLY make sure your body is never found again. Do we understand each other?”

This is what J always tells to all the guys you date: his way of being protective and he genuinely means it.

“Y-yes sir,” Alex nervously gulps, praying you’ll hurry up so he doesn’t have to be around The Joker’s menacing presence anymore.

An hour into your date and his cell rings. He picks up.

“Hey J, how are the kids?”

Alex’s voice is heard in the background, cracking up about something.

“The kids are fine!” J snaps and hangs up.

How rude, you think, returning to your drink at the bar and partner.

Another hour and a half pass, you call him again.

“J, it’s me. How are the kids?”

“They’re fine woman; go back to your date! The guy is gonna dump you tomorrow and then you’ll blame me again!” and he hangs up.

Jesus, what’s wrong with him? you crack your neck and go back to the table at the restaurant.

Two more hours and another call. This time you don’t even get to say a word before J screams:

“They’re fine!!!!!!” and he hangs up.

Wow, so ungrateful, and you wave Alex to come over on the dance floor since you really want to have fun.

***************

As soon as you get back to the penthouse in the early morning, you go upstairs to check on the children. They are sleeping and you wonder where J went since he is not in his room. You search around and don’t have to go too far: he’s on the balcony. It’s snowing and the pale dawn makes Gotham sparkle under the heavy snowflakes.

“I’m back,” you announce and bundle up inside your coat; it’s chilly and windy. “Insomnia?” you address him, noticing the dark circles under his eyes. He stares at the city he owns, the tall buildings still lit. “Are you ok?” you touch his hands resting on the railing and they are as cold as ice.

“She’s not mine…” J utters, frozen after being outside for hours.

“Huh?” you get closer to him to hear better because his lips barely moved.

“Mia is not mine,” he digs in his coat’s pocket, giving you a few papers and you turn the pages, stunned: they contain paternity test results. It is a match for the boys but no match for the little Princess.

“When did you do this?” you inquire, still in disbelief.

“While you were gone, after she told me. I wanted to make sure and I got the results yesterday after you went on your date,” J sighs, a sharp ache clawing at his heart. “She’s not mine…what am I supposed to do with her now?”

You don’t like the question.

“What do you mean?”

“Mia is not my daughter. I obviously have no use for her; I don’t want her here,” The Joker’s poisonous comment gives you goosebumps.

“How can you say that?! She’s just an innocent baby! It’s not her fault!” “I don’t want her here!” he barks, lifting the collar of his furry coat.

“Well, I do!” you take action, scared of this new idea of his. “If you don’t want her, I’ll take her! She’s my little girl,” you start crying, hoping to change the outcome of his plans.

“None of the kids are yours!” he pushes you away and storms inside, leaving you petrified on the terrace.

***************

You couldn’t sleep for a second so you spent the last three hours organizing documents and ammo in the basement. You go up to the penthouse again, checking to see if the children are awake. The boys are still dreaming, but when you step inside Mia’s bedroom, her crib is empty and your hearts stops.

“Oh my God!” you immediately wake up from your sluggish state, frightened. “Love bug? Where are you?” and you sweep the room – of course she’s not there.

Your legs are getting shaky as you go downstairs, desperate to find her.

“Jaaayyy? Jaayy?” you call his name and surprisingly he answers from his office.

“Yes?”

“Where’s Mia?” you run around, panicking.

“I dropped her at the orphanage downtown, told you I don’t want her!” he snarls from beyond the cracked door and you grab your car keys in a hurry, scared to death. The Joker hears the elevator going down and comes out of the office, holding Mia in his arms.

“Where the hell did that crazy woman go?! It’s a blizzard out there!” J lifts her higher on his hip and she baby talks, smiling so innocently he feels awkward and since there is nobody around, he kisses her forehead repeatedly, squeezing her more to his chest. “Oh, shit, you think she went downtown?!” he asks for the little girl’s opinion like she understands him. “That crazy woman!” The Joker huffs, “She completely lost her mind!”

Mia wiggles in his arms, cooing and making cute sounds.

“I’m glad you agree,” J take his cell out of his pocket and dials your number but the phone goes off on the coffee table: you left it there and he can’t reach you. “Great!” he hums, dialing Frost’s number and his henchman picks up.

“Frost, we have to drive downtown.”

 ***************

It was very hard to drive on the stormy weather, but you made it to the orphanage and your heart stopped when you heard no child was abandoned there this morning. Did he leave her outside in the cold snow and someone took her?!  You circle the huge building several times, bawling your eyes out because there is no trace of Mia. You even ask a few people brave enough to walk in the tempest but no one saw anything.

You don’t even know where to go; how could he do something like this? Discard such a sweet angel like an unwanted object when you made it clear you would take her. Where is she? Did she crawl somewhere and she is buried under the snow?!

All these thoughts race through your mind as you make your way around the building one more time, cold and tired but not giving up.

You hear heavy steps behind you and The Joker’s voice echoes in the white stillness:

“Are you looking for this?”

You turn around and there she is: he is holding Mia, the baby bundled up in her pink furry coat, wearing that adorable cat ears hat.

You almost trip and fall in the snow, but get to him and snatch her from his grip, distancing away as fast as you can.

“My little love bug,” you keep on kissing her, running towards your car, feverish and anxious while her tiny hands clutch to your jacket.

“What are you doing?” you hear The Joker approaching and you walk faster.

“I’m taking her away!” you shout, struggling to find your car keys and he pulls on your hood, slowing down your movement in order to catch up with you.

“Away? Where, to the penthouse?” J pants, not willing to chase after you again.

“No, away from you where she will be safe! “

“What about the boys?” the problem arises and you become more nervous.

“You left her here in the cold?” you punch his shoulder, trying to pass him but he walks in front of you.

“Are you insane?! Of course I didn’t abandon her in the cold; she was in the office with me!” The Joker growls, pissed.

“You’re a terrible person! I was so worried!” you begin to cry again and Mia winces, uncomfortable in your tight hold.

“We have to go back; the storm is only getting worse. I am fucking freezing since I had to leave the penthouse in a hurry wearing just my purple coat and a shirt, looking for a crazy woman downtown Gotham in this snow storm!! Come on, we’ll send for your car later. Frost is parked across the street,” he gestures, pointing at the black van.

You hesitate and J needs to bring out the mommy in you.

“The boys are probably up by now, wondering how come you’re not there to make them pancakes. You want them to starve to death?!” he over exaggerates, flaring his arms around.

“No, of course not,“ you mumble, following his steps, convinced nobody else on the planet makes better breakfast than you.

“Then hurry up, your kids are waiting!” he has an outburst of clarity while you lean on him for balance, careful not to slip.

You didn’t even realize he referred to his children as yours too, but this is probably why your heart is beating faster.  And all you can think right now is what else you can cook for breakfast.

That’s what mothers do.

Also read: MASTERLIST

http://diyunho.tumblr.com/post/153664676321/joker-x-reader-masterlist

[thebsayraduka]

Have any other BATIM characters?

I got quite a list X”D I do have some of my own but seeing as how I’m co-owning a lot of them with a sister-friend of mine (which we’re both totally ok with) here’s what I can name right of the top of my head >wNOW to start, there’s Gabi the Angel (Co-owned with me & @xink-heartedx ) I also have Gabi’s creator, Rosie & her daughter, Olivia, whom he considers his mother & little sister since she was not only his creator but she treated him so well since his creation, and when her daughter was born, he became sort of a big brother to her >wThen there’s Levi the Archdemon who’s an absolute lovely boi ^v^ He’s paired with @xink-heartedx ‘s character Xavior the Fallen Angel & they have three little halflings as well: Aiden, Alexander, & Sofia (co-owned with her X3)There’s also a court of High Demons that we co-own as well but that’s a whole other bit in itself but I will say their names are Aiden, Claudia, Rebecca, & Levi.  We made the High Demons a race of demons we created called Diamond Demons, archdemon Levi being one as well (and YES he was named after his Uncle Levi when he was born X3), he’s just of a lesser rank than his father, Aiden

Then there’s the court of High Angels that are consisted of 4 Dominion Angels named Morgan, Isabella, Zachariah, and Katlyn. There’s an Archangel named Devon who WAS a Dominion Angel before a WHOLE crazy mess happened involving his murder & revival which made him lower in rank but he’s ok with that =w= Devon is married to Katlyn & since she was an Archangel married to him at the time, she elevated in status to Dominion upon his passing & kept the status of Dominion/High Angel even after his revival since he’s an Archangel now. But hey they’re happily married with a baby son of their own named Issac. Katlyn & Devon both belong to @xink-heartedx but we co-owned the other High Angels including baby Issac AND some Cherubs! All the High Angels have cute little Cherubs who aide them in day to day tasks but the only two we have had appear the most are Dorothy who works for Katlyn & Devon and Mitchell who works for Zachariah. Morgan & Isabella have their own Cherubs we just didn’t come up with names for them yet =w=‘

Last one is a sweet little gargoyle demon named Iggy who is paired with @animal-guardian‘s character Kanko. Shy & timid little sweetheart but he’s really attached to Kanko, practically at the hip >w

I KNOW IT’S A LOT X’D But I will reblog this with doodles of each of who I just listed off to show what they look like sometime soon =w= They might or might not have color depending on how exhausted I am from work ;x;

[bcolfanfic]

Hi there! I’m imagining this prompt, maybe for Rosie and Aidan in Young Vets au? Because not gonna lie, Rosie seems like a disaster when they first start talking 😂😂

person a finding any stupid excuse to text to person b, but person b doesn't answer. person a is freaking out when, in reality, person b just doesn't know how to talk to person a

(Or literally any prompt that inspires you with Young Vets Clegan. On my knees begging for crumbs from this au because it has me in a chokehold)

ahh rosie and aiden my loves. you're right about no rizz rosie there LMAO. god love him. (for new folks - here's rosie's young veterans au headcanon list that kinda explains his backstory in this au. + what aiden looks like in my head, and rosie's phone pov)

/ / /

"Hey, your phone's gone off like three times in the last minute,"

Rosie looked up from where he was picking toys up off the ground. Ken, occupied with Naomi, slid his phone across with his foot- it going off a fourth time as he did.

For a moment he was worried about the string of texts he was getting, thumb shaking against his screen as he unlocked it.

Aiden

Had to go to Boston for work. Have you been here?

The next two messages were pictures, one of what looked like the intricate ceiling of some sort of city hall building, the second a mirror selfie in the reflection of a window.

I have to come back in a couple weeks. If you're free maybe you can come, lots of kid stuff for Naomi too.

Rosie swallowed, sucking in his bottom lip.

"Everything okay?"

Ken's voice pulled him out of his head and he snapped his gaze up, relocking his phone and shoving it into the front pocket of his sweatshirt.

"Yeah- just a bunch of robotexts."

---

He should've texted him back, that much he could acknowledge. Aiden didn't do anything wrong. It was sweet that he wanted him around- was still planning on wanting him around two weeks from now. But the longer he thought of what exactly he should say the more clueless he felt, ultimately deciding to let it simmer for a bit.

About an hour went by before Curt seemed to be getting a sudden string of texts himself, eyebrows furrowing when he looked at his phone. It looked like Ken was about to ask if something was wrong at the same time Rosie was, Curt looking back up before both of them could.

"When's the last time you talked to Aiden'?" He said, and Rosie's face felt hot.

"Uh," He stuttered, pushing a hand back through his hair. "I mean he texted earlier, about some- some work trip- didn't get back to it yet. Is something wrong?"

Curt stifled a laugh, exhaling with a head shake.

"Biddick, what."

Tossing his phone to where Rosie was standing, Curt crossed his arms. "Don't know what you did to the guy- never seen him like this over anyone."

Aiden

You and Ken were going over to Robby's house today right? Has he said anything about something I texted him?

Then there was a screenshot of their text thread, followed by two more messages.

Was mentioning that there's kid stuff too much?

If he says anything about it can you tell me so I can take it back or apologize or something? Thx.

Rosie looked at the screen and looked away, sucking in the right side of his flushed cheek.

It wasn't too much- well maybe it was but not in whatever way Aiden thought it might've been. One of the better parts of the past couple months of this had been how he came around to his daughter like it was no big deal. Like that's exactly what he'd been gunning for when he agreed to let Curt set him up with one of his Air Force buddies, even though Rosie was near 100% sure it wasn't.

He liked that Aiden thought of her when he thought of him. It made his chest warm that his idea of down time on a work trip was shepherding a toddler around a major city.

He could see it when he squeezed his eyes shut and liked what he saw. But now when the other shoe dropped like it always did it wouldn't just be his own sorry self getting hurt.

That, he struggled to stomach.

Rosie sat down hard next to Curt on the couch, dropping his head back to look at the ceiling as he passed him his phone back.

"You sit there for much longer without textin' him back I'm gonna call him." Curt said with a nudge to his side, giving him a satisfied hum as he fished his own cell out of his pocket.

Sorry I took so long to get back. Been a couple times but not since Naomi, think I should be free in a couple weeks (:

A reply came within a minute, before he could even exit out of the app.

Aiden

Great. Miss you guys!

He assumed Curt saw the way his eyes widened when he felt him leaning into his space to look at his screen. On instinct alone he went to shove his phone back away, the other man grabbing his wrist before he could.

"Nope." He said, pressing down the side button to unlock his screen. "3 words, and 'm gonna type 'em myself if you don't."

Huffing, Rosie shot a glare at his friend out of the corner of his eye as he reopened the text thread and started typing.

Miss you too.

[cababee]

my remaining tumblr 1x1s ( the ones i did not delete )

question marks are those that are pending i think ??

* are active / definitely keeping

tanner x rosie *

nathan and aidan

carter x sadie

beverly x claire (?)

torrie x quinn

sutton x derek (?)

stiles x braxton (?)

kit x asher *

quen x sidnie (?)

carly x devyn

trevor x thea

beck x freya (?)

mav x buffy

ryland x aiden

gabriel x chanel *

[bcolfanfic]

According to studies, 16 veterans commit suicide per day. War is hell. It was an unspoken statistical probability that it would touch their circle at some point.

It was almost Bucky.

It wasn’t supposed to be Croz.

authors note: 1- this is a ‘side b’ young vets story, think of it like side b of a record. side a, where croz is alive and fine, is the main ‘canon’ of this au. 2- this fic was a huge labor of love for these characters and the struggles real people just like them face. i understand it might not be everyone’s thing, please please don’t read something that will only trigger you. but if you do read this i’d appreciate you sharing your thoughts. thank you for all y’alls support with this au so far. i love you <3