#sorry if i got the time period wrong for rosie’s dress but i was told she and cannibal town were like 1910 ish

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i’m SO sorry for putting hazbin hotel on your feed but this show is like a car wreck that i cannot look away from and if it’s my problem i’m going to make it yours too

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All Over Again(Levi x Reader)

After regaining his memories, Levi is in high school searching for Y/n, his past Queen in which he served under. But after he does, she doesn’t remember him nor her past. Can Levi make her remember or will he make her fall in love with him again?

𝖶𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌: 3.4𝗄

Reincarnation was the norm in the new world. After many lives lost, they were found a lifetime later. Many got lucky in the sense of finding their other half from their previous life. Either it’s by accident or glimpses of their face in dreams that drove a person to find them. Although, not everyone remembers their past lives. And, boy, does it suck for their friends who do.

In Levi’s case, it was his previous queen who didn’t remember him. Who also happens to be his lover.

His dreams were filled with her ever since he can remember. Her beautiful h/c hair flowing in the wind while they rode on their horses, her sparkling eyes when she spoke of her new book. Her plump rosy lips that made him want to kiss her forever. What he gathered from his memories, he was some kind of knight that was under an oath to protect the L/n family who was the royal family at that time. Levi also found out that he had fallen hopelessly in love with the princess. Y/n L/n. Well, at the time she was a princess when he fell for her. Levi was a mere soldier when he was picked to be one of the royal guards sent to protect Sina’s flower.

“Hey! Levi! You’re daydreaming again!” Hange yells out while tapping his shoulder. “Huh? Oh. Sorry.” Levi snaps back to reality. He was in class. English to be precise. He hated English. But he remembered Y/n telling him that she was very fond of writing and reading so he tried for her. “Thinking of her again?” Hange asks with a broad smile on her face. Hange was also part of that era with them. As a matter of fact, she was the closest friend apart from Levi since Hange helped in the castle’s science field. “Shut up, Shitty Glasses.” Levi groans and wipes his face. “I have a new memory of her.” Hange tells him and he looks back up at her. “What was it?” “Well, we were in the lab and I spilled some kind of solute on her and it burned her left hand by a mistake. Even though she was hurting she laughed which in turn made me laugh. You even slapped my head. Ouch.” Hange tells Levi and chuckles. “But that was also the moment that she kissed you.” Levi’s eyes widened and a faint blush formed on his cheeks. “Yeah. I remember spying on the two of you and she kissed your cheek while you dressed her wound. It was cute.” Hange continues and smiles.

As Levi was about to say something, their school bell rang, indicating the end of the school day. They packed their bags and walked out together. “How am I gonna find her, Hange?” Levi asks and Hange sighs. “I don’t know, Levi. It was by pure luck we found each other. Maybe in time she’ll turn up.” She pats his back as they walk home. Yeah. In time.

~~~~

The following day, Levi was in his home room class with Hange when their teacher came. “Alright, kids. Today I bring some good news! We have a new student joining us today!” He exclaims making Levi groan at his loudness. Pixis was always so damn enthusiastic about everything and it was a pain in the ass sometimes. As this man spoke, Levi thought of Y/n. He was willing to walk out this damn school and the life he had here just to find her. She had his heart for so long and all he wanted to do was hold her on his arms again.

“Ok, kiddo. You can come in now.” Pixis says and the door opens. Levi had his head on his table, trying to catch a few winks before 1st period but that was disturbed when Hange shoved him awake. “Jesus, shitty glasses. The fuck you want?” He questions her and Hange had her mouth agape and her eyes wide. So wide, her eyes were for sure going to pop out of her skull in a few moments. “Oi, Hange. What’s wrong?” All she does is point to the front of the class and he turns his head to look at what his friend pointed at. That was where he almost started crying.

“Hello, everyone. I’m Y/n L/n. I’m glad to be part of your class!” Y/n says and smiles a bright smile. Levi almost fainted from what he was seeing and hearing. She was here. This wasn’t a dream nor a memory. She was right in front of him, smiling a smile he hadn’t seen in forever. “Y/n, there’s a seat right there by the window. Go on.” Pixis tells her and she walks to the table and sits herself on the seat. She sat in the third seat from the front in the row next to Levi’s. But he sat right in the back with Hange so they couldn’t speak to her. Hange and Levi shared a look before the bell rang. As everyone started to leave, Levi and Hange walked up to her. Levi’s heart was beating a million miles per hour. This was it. He was finally going to hear her voice after so long and he will have her again. “Uhm, Y/n?” Hange called to her and Y/n turned around and smiled. “Hello.” She says. Hange looked at Levi and Levi looked at Y/n. “Hi, Y/n.” He says and she smiles. “Hello.” She says again and Hange launches herself onto her making Y/n almost fall over. “Oh, Y/n! I’m so happy that we found you! You have no idea how long we waited for you! I’ve missed you so much!” Hange cries out and all Y/n does is pay her back. Hange could feel her resistance and pulls away to look at Y/n’s confused face. “Y/n?” “I’m sorry. Do we know each other?” She asks and Levi’s heart just drops. Hange looks at her then Levi. “What?” Hange asks Levi and he doesn’t say a word. “I’m gonna be late to my first class. Goodbye.” Y/n says pulling away from the awkward scene and walks out the class, leaving Levi and Hange with a broken heart.

“What the fuck, Levi?!” Hange yells out while they sit in the cafeteria. Levi’s eyes were trained on Y/n while she spoke with some people. Y/n stopped and looked at him. He blinked and continued to look at her. She blushed and looked away. He smirks knowing that even if she doesn’t remember them, he still could do that to her. “Guys!” A friendly voice calls out to them. Turning around they see Armin walking up to them with a book. “Armin! Hi.” Hange says and Levi greets him with a “hey.” Armin sits next to them and places the book in front of them. “So, I read up on your little situation with Y/n and I might have a solution.” Armin says and Levi looks at him sharply. “Explain.” Levi says and Armin opens the book. It’s old, with a brown cover that was filled with little designs. “I found this book in the library. It was written by someone who was always reincarnated and in this page,” he points to the book, “it explains what he experienced when his friends couldn’t remember him.” Levi grabs the book and starts reading it.

..and man was I bummed. The four closest people to me couldn’t remember each other and me. Funny how I did but they didn’t. I kept on trying, for almost two months, to speak to them. To tell them about the adventures we had in our lives. But none of them budged. I was getting really impatient. Not only did I feel alone, two of them were destined to be together and they never even looked at each other. So I stayed up for countless nights, trying to find a way to jolt their memories. Something must’ve happened that was a constant in our lives. I’m sure previous life me is laughing at my face now. Anyway, I wrote everything down from what I could remember. Four lives. I wrote everything for four lives worth. And there was a thing that was a bit constant.

In my first life, we were in the times of mythical creatures. Maria and I were playing with a small dragon and it burned her arm. All of us laughed and helped her treat it. In my second life, we were in medieval times and a horse bit her hand. In my third, we were in a forest and Maria didn’t know the three of us. But when my cat scratched her, she gasped and fell down. Then she leaped into my arms telling me about our lives. In my fourth, I was a soldier and Maria had been shot. The five of us smiled at each other and then we died.

After coming up with the conclusion that Maria had to be injured in some way for her to remember, I set a plan. Since I wasn’t the cause of any of her injuries, it was something that did it. A creature or animal. The next day, I went to Maria and told her to meet me behind our school yard. She was hesitant, of course. But she showed up anyway. I told the others and they all showed up. Mostly because I used their interests to lure them there. When they showed, I had a dog. Tim was my big Saint Bernard who could never harm anyone unless I said so. When I pointed to Maria, he ran up to her and pushed her on the ground. His claws mistakenly scratched her and I quickly pulled him away. No one did anything. They all just stared at each other. Maria looked at her arm and then up at me. Tears filled her eyes and she leaped into my arms. She whispered to me that she remembers. I smiled and hugged her back while the others joined in. When we pulled away, the two that were destined to be together kissed. We were back together and that’s all I wanted.

Levi sighed and handed the book back to Armin. “So, we need to find a constant. Something that happened before that will jolt her memory.” Levi says and Armin nods. “Yup. Is there anything that might work?” He asks. “There is one. But here’s the thing: we only remember our one past life. For what we know, this is our first time being like this. So how can we be sure it will work? What if we fuck it up?” Hange asks with a worry. “Then we start fresh.” Levi answers while still looking at Y/n. “Ok. Well, let’s meet up at the cafe later and we can talk about it.” Hange proposes and Levi hums in agreement. “Oh! Armin! How is Annie?” Hange asks and Armin blushes. “She’s good. Her school is far away so we hardly see each other. But we Skype and stuff so I guess we’re okay.” He replies. “Your past life is so cool, dude. Being a merchant and falling for a soldier. You must tell me more one day,” Hange excitedly says and Armin smiles. “Of course.” Those two ramble on while Levi thinks of how he could win his queen’s memories back.

~~~~

At the cafe, Levi and Hange talk over coffee and tea. They were brainstorming and Hange speaks. “Levi, maybe we should try that burning thing on her.” “I hate having to hurt her. Isn’t there something else?” Levi asks while sipping his tea. “The thing is, I can’t remember anything else that might work.” Hange explains and he sighs. They continued to speak when Levi heard the cafe bell ring. Out of curiosity, he looks at who entered and he quickly slapped Hange to look. “Ow, Levi! Not so hard. Oh.” She stops and looks at Y/n. She was with some girl and it looked like she didn’t know they were here either. Hange groans and looks back at Levi. “I miss her. That should be me dragging her everywhere,” she says. Y/n and her friend order drinks and it looks like they weren’t staying. Since their drinks were in take-away cups. A man stood behind the pair and Levi narrowed his eyes. The man leaned down in between the girls, making them startle. “Hey ladies.” Levi heard the man speak but the rest was soft. Levi saw the man’s hand making its way to Y/n’s back. “Uhm, I’ll appreciate it if you kept your hands off of me and my friend, sir.” Y/n says and Levi smirks. Yup, definitely his Queen. “Oh, come on doll. I know you like having a man holding you.” He replies and his hand was going to grab her ass when Levi stepped in and grabbed his wrist. “What the..?” “You heard her. Keep your hands off of them,” he says sternly and Y/n looks at him. Suddenly, Y/n flinches and holds her head.

“This prince doesn’t seem to understand that I do not want to marry him,” Y/n whispers to herself while the prince continued to babble on and on about how rich his father was and how good they would be together. “So, princess,” he leans towards her, “what do you say we go up to your massive chambers and have some fun?” He moves his hand to grab her waist when another arm grabs his. “Levi!” Y/n says and Levi twists the prince’s arm. “Keep your hands off of her,” he says and throws the prince on the floor. He looks at Y/n and cups her cheek. “Are you okay?”

“Are you okay?” Y/n snaps out of her memory and looks around her. What was that? She looks at Levi who was eyeing her carefully. “Did he hurt you?” He asks and she shakes her head. “I..I need to go.” She goes past Levi and walks out. “Thanks Levi. I owe you one,” the girl says and walks out with the drinks to Y/n. “Hey.” Levi turns to the barista. “Levi, right? Thank you. For saving them. You’re welcome here anytime for free.” He says and Levi nods. He goes to sit back down with Hange and looks at her. “What?” He questions her smug face. “She remembered something,” she replies and Levi scoffs. “Sure.” “Really, Levi! She did. If she didn’t she wouldn’t have held her head or would’ve thanked you! We’re getting close.”

~~~~

“Oh my god. What was that?” Y/n whispers to herself as she gets ready for bed. She remembers her faint dreams that she had. All of them were of this boy. He looked just like Levi. Now that she saw him in real life, her heart fluttered all the time and the sense of pure love radiates from him. She knows the whole story about reincarnation. Her friend told her of her past life and how she and her girlfriend were there together. “Why can’t I remember?” She holds her head and groans. “He means something to me! I know he does! Shit.” She says and falls into her bed. Maybe her dreams will give her some answers.

Back at the palace, Y/n was reading her book while Levi stood guard by her door. Looking up from the book, she catches Levi looking at her but he quickly looks ahead when she does. Closing her book, she sets it on the table and walks up to him. “Levi.” She calls his name. “Yes, your majesty?” He responds. She wraps her arms around his neck forcing him to look at her. “You know you don’t have to be so stern when you're with me alone, right?” She asks and he looks down at her. “I hated those men looking at you today,” he suddenly says and she gasps. “Was my knight, perhaps jealous of said men?” She slyly asks while he scoffs but doesn’t answer. “Is that a yes?! Oh I knew it!” She giggles and he looks at her. Y/n calms down and cups his cheek. “Your Queen orders you to give her a kiss.” She says. “I don’t need to be ordered to do that,” he responds and places his lips on hers for a soft, loving kiss.

Levi wakes up after his dream. “Another memory. Fuck,” he sighs as he runs his hand through his hair. “Y/n. Remember me. Please.”

“Y/N! RUN! GO AWAY FROM HERE!” “NOT WITHOUT YOU, IDIOT!” “FOR GOD’S SAKE Y/N LISTEN TO ME!” Levi yells back at her. He swings his sword back and forth fighting the enemy while guarding his Queen. He turns to look at her and sees an arrow flying towards her. He runs in front of her with the intention to block it from piercing through her. Instead it pierced him. He saw her eyes widen and looked down at the arrow. “L-Levi,” she whispers to him as her tears fall. He couldn’t hold on for much longer. So he quickly kisses her and he leans on her. “I love you, Y/n.”

“LEVI! NO!” Y/n yells out, springing up from her bed. She pants and tries to catch her breath. She feels her cheeks which were now soaked with tears. Her hands were shaking. It felt so real. “Levi. Queen. It all makes sense now.” She whispers to herself and wakes up to go to her bathroom to wash her face. As the water hit her face, another memory ran through her mind. His funeral. It was pouring down and Y/n looked up to feel the rain hit her face. “I love you, Levi.” Y/n looks at herself in the mirror and smiles. “Finally.”

~~~~

Levi and Hange walk to their class while Hange goes over their plan. “Ok. So, I’m gonna take Y/n to our science lab, okay? You will be outside watching like how you did back then. I’m gonna show her some cool experiments and I’m gonna accidentally hurt her. When she yells out or like cusses at me or something, you come in and ask me what happened. You will take her hand and look at it while she looks at you. Then, you take her to the nurses office and help her wound and get all lovey dovey. Then you look at her, staring into her eyes oh so lovingly and then you will lean in and she will then you both will..-“ “ALRIGHT, HANGE! I get the idea!” Levi puts a hand over her mouth to shut her up and she chuckles. She looks ahead and sees the person they were just speaking about. Hange points to her and Levi looks. There Y/n stood. With an apple and caramel muffins.

Levi and Hange stop dead in their tracks and look at her. Y/n smiles and walks up to them. “Hange.” She says and Hange smiles. “I remember you telling me once that you loved the caramel muffins I got for you. So here,” she hands her the container. Hange eyes sparkle and take the box. She looks at Y/n and brings her in a bear hug. “Oh Y/n! Y/n! I’m so happy you remember me! I’m so happy!” Hange yells out and Y/n laughs at her long lost friend. Setting her down, Hange looks at Levi who had his own smile on his face. “I’ll leave you two be, your majesty.” Hange says softly and Y/n giggles at the name. Levi looks at Y/n with adoration in his eyes and Y/n smiles while holding out the apple. “And my knight told me that his favorite fruit was an apple.” Y/n says as some happy tears fall down her bright face. Levi moves to her and wipes her tears away. “You remember me?” Levi asks and she nods. “I remember. I remember us. Levi, last night I, I saw how you died. You died protecting me. You saved me, Levi. You saved me, baby,” she whispers and holds his face. “Yeah. I told you. I’ll always protect you.” Levi replies with tears falling down his face and Y/n crashes her lips with his. He wrapped his arms around her waist and twirled her around. He settled her back down but kept her in his arms.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he whispers into her lips. “And I’ve missed you.” She says and hugs him. He pulls away and looks at her. “Just know, that I’ll do it all over again for you.”

[tu-sonrisaaa-te-amooo]

Butterflies // Zabdiel de Jesús

Reader x Zabdiel de Jesús

Author’s Note: This is my first time publishing a fan fiction! In this AU, the boys of CNCO aren’t famous but are all friends, and Joel and Erick are the reader’s brothers <3

Date written: Sunday, April 19, 2020

Word Count: 1,630

Warnings: Nothing but fluff :)

~BUTTERFLIES~

You were wearing a cute dress and your favorite lip gloss at a friend’s party, surrounded by people you knew. Inside their living room, loud music played over the sounds of chatting and laughter. 

Across the room Richard was dancing vigorously in a group, giving you a smooth wink when he saw you watching. Christopher was telling a gripping story to a crowd of eager listeners. Your brothers Joel and Erick were each smiling at pretty girls. And you were ---

Stuck in the corner with period cramps. You wanted to be out there with everyone, but the pain in your abdomen made it difficult to move, so you just hung back watching and trying not to cry. You were vaguely wondering how long your brothers planned to stay at this party when you felt a strong hand gently reach for your own.

You looked up, and there was Zabdiel, like an angel who just came from the clouds. His brown eyes were warm with concern and he said, “Are you all right, mamí?”

“I think so,” you said faintly. “I’m just not feeling well.”

“Do you want to go sit down somewhere quieter?” he asked softly. You nodded, and he led you by the hand to the back porch of the house where all the stars were out and shining brightly. You two sat down on the steps of the porch, and he said, “Take all the time you need. I will wait here with you.”

The darkness hid your blush as you said, “Thank you, Zabdi.” So you sat there silently, gazing at the stars. The pain in your abdomen was still there, but somehow lessened by the affection you felt for him. After a few minutes in the chilly night air, however, you were shivering.

A little nervously, you whispered, “Zabdiel?”

“Sí, mi amor?”

“It’s so cold, papí. Will you put your arm around me?”

You saw his expression soften as he smiled. “Of course,” he said. He pulled you close to his side and you curled into him, resting your head on his shoulder and placing your hand on his chest. He leaned down and kissed the top of your head, and you could have sworn that your heart had melted.

You stayed that way for half an hour, close enough to Zabdiel’s heart to hear it beating while Venus shone above you. Then suddenly, the porch door opened behind you. You looked up, and there was your older brother Erick.

“Thank goodness!” he said, smiling. “Joel and I were looking for you everywhere.”

“I’m sorry,” you said, untangling yourself from Zabdiel’s strong arms and standing up slowly, the pain striking your abdomen again. “Are we leaving now?”

“Yes, Joel and I were thinking we could go out to eat and then catch a movie,” he said brightly. Then he caught a glimpse of your pained face. “Are you crying, mamita?” he asked tenderly, taking a step forward. You nodded. “What’s wrong, honey?” he asked.

“I’m in a lot of pain from… cramps,” you said, embarrassed that Zabdiel now knew what was wrong with you.

Erick kneeled down in front of you and looked in your eyes. “Are you going to be okay to come with us tonight?”

“Well, I don’t want to stay in the house all alone,” you said. “Could we pick up some pain medication while we’re out?”

“Of course we can… but we didn’t bring the car. Will you be all right to walk that far?” The thought of walking made you feel sick.

“I have my car,” said Zabdiel, standing up. “I’ll drive her… I could drive all of you if you’d like.”

“Thanks, Zabdiel! I’ll go get Joel and let him know,” said Erick. And he slipped in through the door of the house again.

“I’m sorry you’re in so much pain, mamí,” Zabdiel whispered.

“Thanks, Zabdi,” you said, commanding your voice to be steady and trying to wipe your tears. “And thank you for taking care of me.”

Joel came out a minute later. “My poor baby,” he cried, seeing your tears gleam in the moonlight. At the sight of your sweet older brother, all the tears you had been trying to hold back poured out and you cried silently into his chest. “Why didn’t you come get me?” he asked gently.

“Zabdiel was looking after me,” you said as Joel stroked your hair and rocked you back and forth like a mother calming her baby.

“Thank you, Zabdiel,” he said, looking up over your head.

Zabdiel nodded. “Of course.”

“And why don’t you have a jacket on, mamita?” Joel asked you.

“You don’t have one on either,” you said.

“I am not as precious as you are,” he said. “Erick?” At once Erick pulled off his grey hoodie and handed it to Joel, who helped you put it on. “There, is that better?” Joel asked. You nodded; it really was better. The hoodie was big and cozy and smelled like men’s cologne. “Are you ready to go to Zabdiel’s car now?”

“Yes, but, oh Joel, please let’s not go through the house again. I don’t want all those people to see I’ve been crying.”

“I understand,” he whispered. “We’ll go around the house. Ready?”

You nodded, and Joel picked you up bridal style, carrying you through the grassy yard. You clung to his shoulders, vaguely remembering the days in your youth when he would carry you home if you skinned your knee. Zabdiel opened the back door of his car when you got to it and Joel set you down gently on the seat.

“Are you all right?” Joel asked as he buckled your seat-belt. You nodded. “Good,” he said, and hopped in the front seat next to Zabdiel, while Erick took his place next to you.

It was a five minute ride to the store, but it seemed twice as long because you felt as if you were being stabbed in the back with a dagger. Erick tried to soothe you by singing softly all of your favorite songs, while Zabdiel and Joel talked about soccer in the front seat.

Once you arrived at the store, Joel and Zabdiel jumped out and told you they would only take a minute. Erick began to make up little stories for you to take your mind off the pain. They were all funny and cheerful, and the dashing hero was always suspiciously named Erick.

Meanwhile in the store, Joel had grabbed the medicine and Zabdiel had grabbed some chocolate when Joel said, “Thank you for taking care of my sister. She means the world to Erick and me.”

“It was my pleasure,” said Zabdiel.

“Listen,” said Joel, taking a deep breath. “I know how much you like her.” Zabdiel’s cheeks turned rosy but he kept a straight face. “You’re my good friend,” Joel continued, “and I know you have a heart of gold. If anyone does love her, I’m glad it’s you because she deserves the world. But I am obligated to tell you that if you harm her in any way, I will personally kill you.”

“I would never dream of harming her,” said Zabdiel earnestly, almost hurt that Joel would imagine that he would.

Joel smiled and put his hand on Zabdiel's shoulder. “I know you wouldn’t,” he said. “but I will be watching.” 

They returned to the car, and by the time you reached the restaurant the medicine had started easing your pain. At the booth you sat next to Joel and across from Erick, but you kept stealing glances at Zabdiel. He really looked angelically handsome, and his smile was illuminating. The way he looked at you gave you butterflies; his eyes became so tender when they met yours. You started to feel that you might even be falling in love with him.

The boys decided to go to the drive-in movie theatre after dinner, and the four of you crawled into Zabdiel’s trunk where, luckily, he kept blankets. You all snuggled up, and you ended up between Joel and Zabdiel.

The opening sequence of the movie began to play, and you settled in to watch it. But sitting so close to Zabdiel, you couldn’t help but wish that he was holding you the way he did on the porch. Being too embarrassed to verbally ask him to hold you in front of your brothers, you just set your head on his shoulder and hoped he’d understand. He did - and he put his arm around you so you could snuggle up into his chest. His body was strong and warm, and so big that you felt like you were encompassed by him. It seemed like his arms were the safest place in the world, like he was a shield that protected you from every bad thing that existed.

Eventually you stopped paying attention to the movie altogether and just thought about how happy you were until you fell asleep on his chest, which rose and fell with his steady breathing.

When the movie ended, Joel and Erick looked over to find you asleep in their friend’s arms. Zabdiel smiled shyly at them, but Erick gave him a thumbs-up and a wink over Joel’s head. Tears, however, were forming in Joel’s dark eyes.

“My baby sister,” he said, brushing some hair off of your forehead so that he could kiss it. “Make sure you take care of her, Zabdi,” he said.

Zabdiel smiled softly down at you. “I will, always.”

-m.n.

[hanawrites404]

Pumpkins, Scares and Laughs - Prologue

Ah yes, the event I had been anticipating for a long period of time, finally arrived in Vesuvia.

It is such a pleasure to see the fruits of our hardworking farmers finally blossoming and spreading their lively colours all over our beloved city. Also, the autumnal colours of red, orange and yellow adorning Vesuvia like an pulchritudinous abstract painting for the citizens and also for the ones visiting from the other corners of the world.

Today, all the people of Vesuvia will come out of their houses to praise the conscientious farmers and their unique art of agriculture, to engulf the arrival of the beautiful autumn season, and to also acknowledge the spirit of halloween, one of my favourite festivals where you can be evil and scare everyone mercilessly with your smooky get-ups. Now that's something I really like.

"Winnie!! Look!! We are finally here!" The soft bluenette lady shook my shoulder. I took her gesture and closed the book I was reading and looked outside. Vesuvia was looking so pretty with the warm colours of the season that it almost felt unreal. It also took my breath away for a second.

This blue lady was actually a guest from the other side of the world as my roommate on the ship. She had long turquoise blue hair and soft big purple eyes, her skin was fair and her lips always turned upwards into a bonny smile. And just like her smile, her nature was goofy and giggly. She loved to make jokes and was not afraid to boop others' noses as she had done it million times to me.

I didn't really mind that. I found it pretty cute and attracting actually, maybe because she was just like Dad. Or maybe because I secretly enjoyed having such cheery people around me, reminding me always that there is always a bright side to look for and laugh at. And I was really grateful for such persons.

"It's beautiful~!!" I spoke with amazement as I peered out the window from my bed.

"I know right?? It's amazing! I can't wait to meet Lucio and others! I bet he would be looking soooooo handsome today" The girl sighed dreamily as she cupped her rosy cheek and closing her eyes.

I rolled my eyes and chuckled. When I first time met her, I didn't know that she was acquainted with Lucio and my other friends. But when I told her that I too was his close one, she was so overjoyed that she almost crushed me to death afterwards with the hug of hers. I then got to know that she was really attracted to Lucio and had the tendency of blabbering about him all day long. Even when it was bedtime and everyone in the ship was sound asleep, she kept me awake with her fond thoughts of Lucio yesterday.

Again I didn't mind that. Even I too liked him. He had been through a lot of neglect that I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Instead of being jealous as to why others loved him romantically, I was actually happy for him because he was finally getting the love he truly deserved. Even if people didn't think like that (for example, Asshole-ra), I gave no fucks, as rightly so.

"Say, Winnie. Aren't you excited to see Lucio too??" Elteami asked me as she tucked one of her strands of hair behind her ear.

"Me? Well, yes of course. It has been quite a while since I have seen of him last time. Asra always wrote in his letters that Lucio missed me a lot" I replied to her, twirling one of the strands of my hair around my finger.

"Oh, obviously he would. You are his best friend! I mean, he was the one who gave 'Winnie' as your nickname, right?" She asked more.

"He sure did. And it's the only nickname I can tolerate, apparently" I stated. And honestly speaking, I still remember the time when he first time called me that, when I returned to Vesuvia after 15 years, that is.

When I resurrected him back after my fight with Asra at the Lazaret, Lucio was the one who calmed me down from the anxiety of the messy situation Asra had created upon himself. With his loving words and affectionate touches, I had forgotten about the angst with Asra in a jiffy! He somehow possesses that magic in him which melts me, not to mention the journey with him was equally magical and romantic.

But I really don't want to dwell in the past as of now, even if it's the sweeter ones. Today is the day of celebration of success and gratefulness, and I shall focus on that only. So no more previous flashbacks, no more deep thinking. Just pumpkins, scares and laughs.

"Come on Winnie, stop daydreaming again. The ship finally stopped. Let's go!!" Elteami took me by my hand and dragged me out with my bag and book.

"E-Elteami! Slow down! I might stumble" I stuttered upon my words as she continued to pull me down the ship. The cool wind blew through my hair and the short skirt and sleeves of my black dress, goosebumps forming on my legs under the dark stockings.

After we were off the ship and standing on the docks, Elteami let go of my hand as she panted from the runs, supporting her body with her hands on her knees while I patiently waited for her to regain her breath. And once she was done, she turned into herself again.

"Phew! That was one good exercise!" Elteami stretched her arms and her body, the wind blowing her long turquoise blue hair slowly. I gave her a small smile before I brushed the strands of my hair behind ear.

"Gosh, just look at Vesuvia. So much yellow and orange everywhere!" She exclaimed as she observed the golden yellow crisp leaves and the bright houses. All of the people seemed very happy today and they had new clothes on which complimented with the colours of the Autumn.

"Hmmmm....the wind is really cool and nice too. It's tingling me. I can already feel that today is going to be one nice day" Elteami shivered and rubbed her limbs to warm them up, an enjoying smile on her face. I nodded and closed my eyes too as I felt the wind kissing me, greeting me once again a welcome back.

The air was really smelling quite fresh today. Not that I was implying that it's usually disgusting but, this time it had that specific aroma with it that I couldn't really figure, but for sure added the enthusiasm of celebrating the first-ever harvest festival of Vesuvia in me, and I was pretty eager to meet my friends and greet them with pleasant wishes and the gifts I brought for each of them from my village.

Yes, I was not during the preparations of the festival because I had some business at my village which was crucial for me to attend. However, Asra as usual kept me updated with all the events going on through his lovely letters and cutesy charms. I do really owe him a kiss according to one of his infamous horny letters. I have no problem with it of course, I just hope Dad doesn't mind.

........Oh.......and talking about Dad...................

"Oh my god, Wynne! Look at that big guy with blue hair! He is sooooooo hot!! I bet he has had many girls liking him!" Elteami tugged on my sleeve and pointed out to the man she was referring to. The man was yawning and scratching his head. He must had been woken up right now it seemed, because of how his eyes were still droopy and how his hair was a bit messy.

Nevertheless, my face scrunched up from disgust and cringe as soon as I laid my eyes on him. It was not that he was ugly. He was really attractive, to be frank but, did she even know whom she was talking about? Or how old he was from her even though he looked like he was in his late 20s?? Or that he has an adult daughter who was standing right in beside her??

"What's wrong Wynne? Don't you like him??" Elteami asked me curiously, being totally unaware of the fact that the man was someone I knew........too much about, to be honest.

"E-Err, I-I......Well......" I started, already stammering due to the already big tension forming between us that I could feel it down my throat.

"Yes??" She replied and tilted her head, letting go of my sleeve. She looked at me inquisitively.

"I-I don't think you know this but....... Remember how I told you that my father was aboard with us too??" My neck heated up and I averted my eyes down.

"Now that you have mentioned it, I think you did tell me about it" Elteami rubbed her chin and pondered.

I sighed and poured myself some lemonade I brought in the portable cup I had in my bag and drank from it during the meantime as I wanted for her to respond. And much to my satisfaction, she perked up soon and slammed her fist down on her palm.

"Oh yes! Your father! I remember now! You did mention him to me. So what about him? Where is he now?" She asked me.

Now this was the part that got me twisted. But I had no choice other than to tell her. I cannot let this thing get misunderstood, you know.

"T-That blue guy........he is my father......"

"WHAT?!!" Elteami looked at me with utter shock, her eyes widening and staring right at me. I got back from her a bit as I held the cup in my hands tightly.

"You mean that huge smouldering man is your father???" She bumped her forehead against mine and stared right into my eyes.

I sipped the lemonade from my cup quite loudly and nodded, locking my eyes with hers nervously.

Elteami backed up, her expression that of speechlessness and dumbfounded. It was as if she had witnessed something quite hysterical that it was enough to make her eyes torn as wide as toenails.

Now what was she going to do? Was she going to puke? Or was she going to pass out? Or what she going to jump into the waters? Or even worse...............

And turns out the last option was correct.

Because oh gods, her reply was enough to almost send me to the afterlife.

"OH MY GOD WYNNE, YOUR FATHER IS SO HOT!!!"

I literally spewed out some and choked onto my lemonade as its souring tangyness proceeded to burn my throat. I coughed violently and punched my ribs to get the feeling out, while Elteami did not care about me getting strangled to death by the fucking lemonade.

Her eyes sparkled stars as she turned to my father and admired him from afar. The way how he ran his fingers through his long blue hair, the way his buff arms were flexing with each movement, or the way his brown eyes shined brightly amongst the pleasant scene near the docks, she seemed to love everything of Dad and I wasn't liking this at all.

I mean, come on. He was my father, and Elteami is my friend. AND HIM AND HER BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP IS SOMETHING I WOULD NOT TOLERATE AT ALL!!! BECAUSE THIS IS DISASTROUS AND UTTER BIZARRE. THAT WOULD BE FUCKING,

~OH KUMBAYA MY LORD. HAVE MERCY ON ME FOR I HAVE SINNED🍆꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱~

"Oh my gosh, just look at him!! You are so lucky to have such an attractive man as your father, Wynne. I can see where you got your looks from. Just so flipping perfect and GORGEOUS~!!" Elteami literally growled at the last word like a hungry beast as she cupped her face with her hands. Her cheeks were toned pink as blossoms.

When the obnoxious blazing finally calmed down in my oesophagus, I breathed in long, loud and sharp that I almost felt my eyes rolling back and my soul trying to escape from my mouth. But it did help me regain my composure as I straightened my back and wiped my mouth with my pocket handkerchief next.

"Elteami, don't. He is way older than you, and he has peanuts for brains. You wouldn't want to fall for an idiotic old man like him. Trust me" I crossed my arms as I shook my head disapprovingly and completed the lemonade in my hands properly, without letting it kill me and also asserting my dominance on it.

"Oh come on Wynne. It's just a crush! Not love or something. I just find him handsome. Is it wrong to even think so??" She blinked at me innocently, closing towards me again.

I gulped the last sip of lemonade in my throat carefully as I opened my mouth to answer.

"But still, he is my fucking father. And you are my companion. You cannot have a crush on him. That would be absolutely ridiculous!! Him being an old man with no goals and you who is young, pretty and have so much ahead of you. It's not at all lovely. Now you better take my advice and don't waste your precious lifetime over that guy" I explained to her coldly.

"Jeez Wynne. You do take things too seriously" Elteami rolled her eyes at me, mockery evident.

"Excuse me? I am saying this for your betterment. Take it or leave it 💢" I gritted my teeth and sipped my drink, my nails digging onto the container's surface.

"Yeah Yeah, fine. I won't fawn over your daddy too much. Alright, Ms. Possessive?" She mocked me further.

I sighed and finished my lemonade, keeping the cup inside again after cleaning the inside it with a tissue.

"Fair enough by me" I agreed later, not wanting to complicate the situation more. Ugh, I can't believe that I had to contempt my father just to avoid Elteami courting him. Not that I have not done this multiple times before. But let's not talk about it. Today is not the day to discuss about this. I would touch onto this topic later on if people are interested.

"Now there you are, baby girl" the blue-haired finally approached both of us. With a bright grin on his face which seemed to lighten the previous tension present minutes ago in the air, easing Elteami and almost, me too.

Elteami tried not to smile and squeal as she gazed at me from side while I just rolled my eyes and groaned silently. But still, I didn't show my annoyance on my face as I replied.

"Took you long enough, Dad" I peered sharply at him as I placed my dominant hand on my hip.

"Sorry. I was looking around a bit. It has been a while since I visited Vesuvia you know" Dad rubbed his neck.

By looking around, he meant hunting for the ladies of course. Such a fuckboy he is.

"And oh my, may I ask who this lovely lady with you is?" Dad talked about Elteami as he took hold of her hand gently and rubbed her knuckles with his thumb, much to my fear and anxiety.

This time, Elteami couldn't hold herself, as she squealed so shrill and loud that it boomed my eardrums as I winced. But Dad on the other hand, just chuckled and complimented her.

"You are one cute young woman. Tell me, what's your name? Your full name is preferred" His eyes were softly looking at her and he had a pleasant smile.

"Oh my gods! I-I mean, I-It's Elteami. Elteami Tapputi" The bluenette blushed and bit her lip, looking down at her shoes.

"Such an exotic and beautiful name for an equally beautiful woman" Dad kissed her hand delicately and it turned the girl more blushy than before while I tried not to cringe and choke on air this time.

"O-Ohh my. I....Thank you so much mister...."

"Shah Toprak, but call me Shah. I am open to nicknames of course, so call me whatever you like, My Dear" he winked at her flirtfully.

As expected, Dad's playful light seduction had been casted upon Elteami very easily, because the lady turned red and flustered to maximum. She was squeaking and mumbling something about dominance and pegging which I couldn't really understand, but I didn't slam my brain on it too much.

"And I see you are acquainted to my loveliest darling. How wonderful" Dad next looked at me and I rolled my eyes, averting from him.

"Oh yes of course! Your daughter is one nice girl. She is not really as fun as I prefer people to be but, I like her!"

I could feel the delight in her voice that it brightened a tiny smile on my lips. At least something good came out of Elteami.

"I know. She is the best" Dad spoke.

This made me smile even more. Damn these two 🍋🍋.

But anyways, Dad not letting go of her hand, offered her next if she would walk with him to where she and I were heading to next, and as I had already assumed, Elteami gladly agreed with a vigorous nod.

"Perfect! Let's go then. I am really excited to meet the count and everyone else!" Dad laughed and Elteami giggled with him too as they both started to make their way towards. I just followed behind them with my little possessions clinging onto my shoulders as I listened to their conversations and also paid attention to the festive commotion around me silently.

There were men who were setting up the decorum, women baking warm delicacies, children running around collecting shiny leaves and couples, both young and elderly, holding each other close and being in one another's peace along the balmy nature. This put yet another small smile on my face. Gosh, I was really working out my cheek muscles today, wasn't I? I mean, why wouldn't I?

This festival is something which is close to me. Though this was its first time taking place, the happiness and joy radiating from the city and its people is truly heart-warming. It's like the only source of heat when you are stuck in the blizzards of stress and busy times. It's a break from all of the hardwork and sweating to enjoy its sweet corollary. Just looking at the rainbow harvests of your crops and to realise how much we are blessed to have the grace of the world and the sun for providing us such a golden opportunity of witnessing the victory is a feeling which just swells your heart with pride and satisfaction.

And how do I know all of this? Well, being an educated farmer has its perks, you see.

Nevertheless, a crisp cool wind blew which carried the scent of sweet apples and fried dough towards the three of us. As written by Asra, the last few weeks had been a hectic whirlwind of activity, but of course with everyone's help, it was done.

The very first Vesuvian Harvest Festival was officially in full swing!🍋🍋🎃

Now it was officially time to kick back, relax and enjoy the fruits of our labours.

(the doodle and Elteami belongs to @xzxbloodyrosexzx )

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Yours

A/N: We’re at 70! I thank every single one of you whether you follow or not. It’s been brightening my days getting notifications of people following, liking, and/or sharing. I never thought I’d see 70 on this page. THANK YOU! This is a story involving post-death Kyle Spencer. WARNING: Mentions of death and abuse! Thank you so much, again. I hope you enjoy this ✌

Post Date: 12/15/2019

He seemed dangerous.

“Kyle, no! I can’t get him to stop! Help me, (Y/n)!” Zoe screamed to me, her face a ghostly pale and her eyes reddened with fear.

The kind of person you’d better steer clear of.

He couldn't speak - only grunt, groan, and yell.

He flung his arms around, knocking things over.

Kyle threw everything in his path at the wall. Pushing over dressers, throwing lamps, throwing books, ripping pillows apart, tearing blankets, etc. Anything that could be destroyed in any way was. The way he flung his arms around showed that he lacked motor skills, he couldn’t really control his arms as they flung around him lifelessly only causing him to scream, yell, and destroy some more.

He seemed inhuman, animalistic if you will.

He lacked self control.

He lacked control, period.

“I am so happy he’s calm now. I was getting so scared!” Madison fanned herself with her hand. Zoe stood there watching Kyle, shaking violently. “What the hell did you two do?” I hissed at the two who exchanged looks with one another. “Hello?! I need to know what happened! Why is Frankenstein’s son in the coven?”

Apparently, he wasn’t always this way.

From what Zoe told me, she met Kyle at a party. He was kind and sweet before Madison flipped the bus that he was in over, killing him in the crossfire.

They managed to resurrect him after treating his body like Mr. Potato Head, playing Build-A-Boyfriend.

“He’s not the same, Kyle. I don’t think I can do this,” Zoe sobbed. “Well, I’m not.” Madison scoffed. Taking a deep breath, I rolled my eyes “You two owe me big time.” Madison and Zoe celebrated amongst themselves as I got up to walk to Kyle. His big, dark eyes looked up at me and I couldn’t help, but to smile at him.

He didn’t come back the same sweet frat boy he once was.

That scared Zoe and Madison off.

Leaving me to deal with what they created.

At first, I minded. Now, not so much.

I can see it in his eyes that he means well.

After a day or two, I could not handle his outbursts any longer. Every day was a constant losing battle. I was up every hour on the hour consoling him back to sleep and calming his rage fits down. I was beyond exhausted. With little thought, Zoe, Madison, and I decided taking Kyle home to his mom was our best bet. When we got there, his mom was ecstatic. Him not so much. As the door closed between us, he stared at me with cold, sad eyes. A tension crept down my spine. "Okay, we learned our lesson with that. Never again!" Madison huffed. "Yeah, never again" Zoe agreed. As we walked away, I couldn't help but keep looking back. Something inside of me was screaming to turn back. Something was wrong. Something was going to be wrong.

A few days passed and I could not shake Kyle from my mind. Throwing on clothes, I rushed downstairs to go pay him a visit. Knocking did nothing. Nobody was answering which was all too odd. I felt a coldness in the air. A coldness that meant no good. I welcomed myself into the home, creeping around the house as I breathed in the still of the air. Then I saw it. I saw what I feared most. Kyle's mom dea, lying in a pool of her own blood. I covered my mouth as I backed out of the room. My heart thudding hard against my chest. My hands creating a pool of sweat. I backed up until I was stopped by a stiff body behind me, turning around shakily there he was. Kyle, bloodied. His eyes were red-rimmed and crazy. His lip quivering. "Kyle, what did you do?" Kyle stood there, just watching me. Something happened. He wasn't a monster. Something happened.

"Are you hungry? You must be hungry." I gave Kyle's cheek a gentle pat before navigating my way to the kitchen to prepare him something. He stayed put, frozen in his spot. I slowly put together a sandwich for him, gathering my thoughts. I carefully picked up the plate and brought it to Kyle "I want you to go eat, okay?" I sat the plate down on the nearby table. Kyle obediently went to the plate, giving me time to do what I needed to do. I walked back into the room and knelt down beside Kyle's mom's body. With a shaky hand, I pressed my hand gently against her back. I saw it all.

I saw how she hurt him. Touched him in ways she shouldn't have. Violated him. Forced herself onto him. Out of fear, he protected himself. My heart broke in ways it bever did before. I quickly raced to Kyle, tears falling down my face as he looked up to me. He grunted, pointing to himself, to me, and then to the door. "You want to come home with me, baby?" My voice squeaked out. The pain he endured because I chose an extra two hours of rest over his peace hurt me. It shook me to my core that this all could have been prevented if I had only kept him with me. Where I knew he was safe. Where he knew he was safe. He smiled, nodding to me. "Let's go home, Kyle."

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It was hard. The tantrums. The teaching. I felt tired! 

"Kyle put it down now!" I screamed at the enraged man. Little things set him off. He was a ticking time bomb, but he never put his hands on me. Kyle threw the lamp against the wall, grunting loudly. "Kyle, you need to calm down right now!"

I felt lost.

Kyle screamed, tears flowing out of his dark eyes and down his rosy cheeks. He pushed over my bookcase along with my dresser.  "I can't do this!" I yelled, putting my face in my hands, sobbing. I didn't know I was about to cry, but the emotions of this were too much for me. The yelling, the destruction, the tantrums were day in and day out. My body shook violently as I loudly sobbed into my hands. Soon, I heard whimpering coming from Kyle. Looking up, he was right there in front of me. "Sorry..I..sorry," Kyle slowly spoke, wiping away my tears "Kyle..sorry. (Y/n), no leave." My heart broke at the fact that he thought he was disposable to me, that I could throw him away at any given moment. Like I had before. “I will never leave you again. I promise.”

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“No, no, no, no!” Kyle screamed repeatedly, banging his fists against the bedroom wall. “Kyle, it’s okay! You’re okay. You need to get into the bath,” I walked towards Kyle as he punched holes into the bedroom room. “Kyle, enough!” I yelled loud enough to get his attention “Come with me, baby,” I held my hand out for Kyle as his shoulders slumped and his arms fell loosely to his sides. Kyle stared at my hand as his eyes began to turn red, tears falling down his face. He whimpered "Mad?" Kyle didn't speak much, but he was learning! “No, I'm not mad. You’re okay, honey. Let’s get in the bath.”Kyle walked over to me and fell to his knees in sobs, holding onto my legs. I gently ran my fingers through his soft dirty blonde hair “It’s okay, Kyle. You’re alright.” I managed to get Kyle to stand up and follow me into the bathroom where I already had a bath drawn.

Kyle pointed at the bubbles and smiled, oohing at the sight. “You like bubbles, huh?” I laughed, helping Kyle get undressed. His motor skills were equivalent to a toddler’s. He needed assistance in daily living: dressing, bathing, feeding, etc. I had to watch my words and my temper with him. Some days were way better than others, but I kept my promise. I eased Kyle into the bath slowly and then sat down on the closed toilet once he was in, thrashing and splashing around excitedly. He was full of wonder and amazement with life. I felt complete with him. "Bath?" Kyle smiled, pointing at me. I shook my head, giggling "No, no bath for me!" Kyle poked his bottom lip out as his eyes widened, guilting me with that puppy dog face. I playfully rolled my eyes at him, shaking my head "You're gonna stop that! It won't always work," I warned, undressing.

Getting in the bath, we played together. Splashing, singing, blowing bubbles, etc. With him, life was brightly new. Yes, it was complicated but it was damn worth it.

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"I love you," Kyle straightened his tie before heading downstairs to play butler.  "I love you too, Kyle!" I smiled, kissing him on the cheek. He grabbed me, getting really close to my face "No, I love you." Words wouldn't come out of my mouth. I knew that things had changed for good when Fiona managed to "fix" him. He didn't rely on me as much, He could dress himself, bathe himself, feed himself, and could express himself. After awhile of it, our time together began to take a different turn, a turn lacking innocence. 

"Kyle I-" "I want you. Be mine?" Kyle interrupted, smiling at me with those big, dark irresistible eyes. "I’m yours!" I laughed out, gently kissing him. “Oh my, you two?” Misty gasped, clapping her hands over her smiling mouth. Grinning, I nodded my head “Yes!” “Finally! Stevie and I told you she’d say yes, Kyle. This is wonderful!” Misty wrapped Kyle and I into a tight, warm bear hug. 

It was a turn of events I never thought would happen, but through it all, I knew we were a match made forever.

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Taron Egerton: This I Promise You.

Note: This is for @sarahegerton96. I hope that you like this. Excuse the mistakes please.

Enjoy!

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In the days leading up to Nova and Taron’s daddy daughter date, the Egerton family were yet to announce to their families, that a new addition would be arriving soon. First on the list of people to tell were Taron’s mum and step-father along with his two sisters, Rosie and Mari. It was Christmas morning and everyone had opened their gifts and had a beautifully cooked hot breakfast thanks to Taron. After breakfast, the girls went upstairs to get dressed and ready for the trip to Wales. “Girls, let’s go.” Sarah called from the bottom of the staircase.

 “Coming mum.” Nova called as the girls dressed themselves in the shirts Sarah had gotten them to wear when they told their families about Gary. Nova came running downstairs with her big sister shirt on. She smiled in excitement when she saw her father walk out of the front door with bags of presents. “Ellie you coming down?” Nova called this time. “I’m stuck.” She called back frantically. Nova laughed and ran back up to help her. She found her sister trying to shove her head through the arm hole of her own big sister shirt. “You look like an idiot.” Nova laughed. “Help me?” Ellie whimpered. The oldest Egerton helped her sister and soon enough, Ellie was in her shirt properly. 

Both girls bolted for the stairs as Taron packed the car. “You girls ready to go?” Taron asked as he walked back in. “Yup, let’s go.” Sarah said as they made their way to the car headed off for Wales. Unfortunately, three hours into the trip, Ellie started feeling ill. “Daddy.” Ellie said as she tried to get her father’s attention. “Hang on a minute sweetheart, I’m speaking to mummy.” Taron said. “But daddy.” Ellie tried again. “Ellie I said hang on a minute. Please don’t be rude.” Taron said with frustration. “But daddy, I don’t feel well.” Ellie explained as her tummy churned. “What’s wrong my little elf?” Taron asked with concern as he felt the guilt setting in because of getting cross with her. “I think I’m going to be sick.” She replied as she hastily covered her mouth. Taron pulled the car over as fast as he could and just as he opened her car door, Ellie started to throw up. Thankfully, he was able to step back in time.  

As Ellie was getting sick, Nova rubbed her back in comfort. When Nova turned to ask her mother for a tissue, she saw that Sarah was sitting there with her hand over her mouth and had her eyes closed as she herself tried to resist the urge to throw up due to hearing her daughter’s distress. “Mummy, are you ok? You don’t look so good.” Nova said as she speaks up. Taron snaps his head up in the direction of his wife. “Are you sure you’re ok?” Taron mouths. Sarah nods quickly. “I’m fine. Just look after Ellie.” She says as she turns her face to look out of her window. “Here Ellie.” Nova says as she hands her sister a tissue to wipe her mouth. “Do you want some water?” Nova asks Ellie. Ellie nods and smiles. “Thank you.” Ellie says as Taron lifts her out of the car. Ellie rinsed her mouth out with her father’s help and sits down on a tree stump as she caught her breath. Taron went around to Sarah’s side of the car to make sure that she was ok. “Are you sure you are ok babe?” Taron asked. “Yeah. Just make sure Ellie’s ok.” Sarah replied as Taron kissed her forehead. “Alright. I’m just going to go across the road and grab some water and crackers ok? Call if you need me for anything, I shouldn’t be too long though.” Taron said as he kissed his wife and walked across the road.

“Would you happen to have any plastic bags? My family and I are traveling and still have about an hour left and one of my daughters just got sick.” Taron explained to the man behind the counter. The man nodded and gave Taron a few bags and some tissues just incase. “Thank you so much. Merry Christmas.” Taron said as he and the man said goodbye. Taron walked back across the road to see Ellie sitting on the tree stump with her eyes closed. “You alright sweetheart?” Taron asked as he went to clean the car as some of the sick had gotten on the car mat that sat under Ellie. “Yeah.” Ellie replied with a slight smile. Taron stopped what he was doing and walked over to the child. “Come here my Tiny Dancer.” Taron said as he bent down to hug her. “I’m sorry I got cross with you. You did the right thing in telling me.” Taron said as they broke apart. “It’s ok daddy. I love you so much.” Ellie smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck again. “I love you so much too my little elf. I think there’s a park near by, what do you say we head over there and you can get some crackers and water into you?” Taron suggested. “Yes please.” Ellie replied excitedly as her father chuckled. “Alrighty then. Let’s get you back into the car and we will head over there.” He said as he and Ellie got back into the car.

A few minutes later, Taron pulled into a parking lot and told the girls to go and stretch their legs while he talked with Sarah. In the few minutes that he had driven to the park, he noticed that Sarah kept cringing. “Want to tell me what’s going on with you?” Taron asked as the couple watched their children chase each other around whilst laughing happily. “Just having Braxton Hicks. That’s all.” Sarah said simply. Panic started to set up camp in Taron’s stomach as he looked at his wife. “This isn’t preterm labour is it?” He asked with concern. “No my darling it’s not. I just need to relax and have some water and they will go away.” Sarah said as she grabbed her husband’s hand and kissed it. “Are you sure? We can always drop the girls off with mum and go to the hospital.” Taron replied, not feeling convinced. Sarah let go of his hand and let her thumbs brush gently along his cheekbones. “I’m fine my darling. This is not my first rodeo ok? You need to breathe and calm down.” Sarah said softly before giving him a sweet kiss. “If you change your mind, please tell me.” Taron mumbled against her lips. Sarah smiled. “I promise.” She said finally. Before the family got back in the car, they all snacked on the crackers that Taron had bought and they had water along with that and of course Ellie also got travel sickness medicine. 

An hour later, Taron was the only one awake and was just pulling into his parents driveway. “Sarah. We’re here my angel.” Taron said as he gently shook her awake. Sarah opened her eyes sleepily and smiled at her husband. “You go say hi to your mum and I’ll wake the girls.” Sarah said as Taron nodded and walked to the front door. “Nova, Ellie, we’re here.” Sarah whispered as she shook them awake softly. “Put your jumpers ok. We don’t want grandma Tina to know yet.” Sarah said as she helped the girls put them on and thankfully, Sarah had just pulled Nova’s jumper down as Tina ran happily toward the three girls. “Look how big you’ve grown my darlings.” Tina gushed as she gave them each a huge hug. Sarah and Taron chuckled at the sight and Tina walked inside with Nova and Ellie. Sarah helped Taron with the bags of Christmas gifts. “Taron!” Rosie and Mari hollered as they ran to the front door to greet the husband and wife. “Look how big you girls have grown.” Taron gushed as he set the bag down and hugged each of them. Next the girls hugged their sister-in-law. “Merry Christmas you two.” Sarah giggled as they ran off. Taron and Sarah walked to the Christmas tree to put the gifts under it. “Sarah and Taron, would you both like some tea?” Tina offered. “That sounds lovely. Thank you.” Sarah replied as she followed the woman to the kitchen, leaving Taron with the tree. 

For the next hour, Sarah, Taron, Tina and Guy sat at the kitchen table talking and drinking tea. “So, the girls are growing beautifully.” Tina said with a warm smile. Taron smiled sadly and Sarah just laughed. “Thank you Tina. It’s been an adventure, right babe?” Sarah teased. Tina and Guy looked between the two with curiosity. “Basically Taron is still finding hard to come to terms that Nova is no longer his little girl.” Sarah said as Tina and Guy looked at them with smiles. “Let me guess, she got her period.” Tina smirked and Taron nodded sadly. “Taron honey, it’s not the end of the world. She will always be your little girl, I promise.” Tina said comfortingly. “Did you give her the talk?” Guy asked. Sarah and Taron burst out laughing. “We did, well Sarah did, I just sat there with my face in my hands.” Taron explained. “The first time she didn’t understand so I put it in a way that she could and needless to say, I think I may have scarred the poor kid.” Sarah piped up. “Oh, what did you say?” Tina asked with intrigue. “I explained to her that it was like making pizza buns. I told her that the mummy is the oven and has dough inside and the daddy is the pepperoni and cheese and he puts his ingredients into the dough and then you put the dough in the oven and it rises, it’s the same as being pregnant. She was mortified and kept looking at T really weirdly.” Sarah explained and Tina and Guy burst out laughing. “That’s a really good analogy.” Tina praised. “Thank you. Unfortunately, she came down later that night to get something for her cramps and caught us goofing around on the sofa. She ran off pretty quick.” Taron added. “Oh no, that poor girl. At least she didn’t see you drunk and falling out of her treehouse window.” Tina said as she pointed at her son. Taron laughed and nodded. The conversation continued until the four girls came back inside from building their snowman family. 

After dinner, everyone gathered in the living room and sat around the fire. Taron passed out the gifts for everyone. “You didn’t have to do this.” Guy said as the gifts were waiting to be opened. “It’s Christmas, of course we did.” Taron said as he sat back down. The gifts that Taron, Sarah, Nova and Ellie picked out were to do with the news of Gary. “Can we open them now?” Mari asked as she looked at her brother. “Go for it.” Taron said as he and his girls waited for Tina, Guy, Rosie and Mari’s reactions. Tina was the first to reach her gift and she just about screamed the house down. “Oh my god you two. I’m so happy.” Tina cried as she got up to hug her son and his wife. “What’s going on?” Mari asked, confused as to why her mother was acting the way she was. “Sarah’s having a baby.” Tina replied with a beaming smile that matched Taron’s. it was clear to see where Taron had gotten his smile. “Tina, look at the shirt better.” Guy said as he got up to hug the other couple and of course their girls. “It’s a boy?!” Tina shrieked in question. “Yes it is.” Sarah responded joyously. “Are you girls excited?” Tina asked her granddaughters. “Ellie nodded vigorously, clearly feeling better and Nova, knowing where babies come from and who decides the gender, cringed a little but nodded with a slight smile. Tina laughed at Nova’s reaction but hugged the girls. “We also got you an ornament.” Sarah said as she handed Tina the box. “Awww, bump’s first Christmas. That’s sweet.” The woman gushed. 

“How far along are you?” Tina asked as she sat back down. “I’m about 26 weeks I think.” Sarah replied. “What?” Guy asked, surprised. “You don’t look like you’re very far along.” Tina added. Sarah chuckled and stood up to show her mother-in-law her now more prominent bump. Tina put her hand over her heart and smiled warmly. “I’m so excited for all four of you. This little boy is a blessing for sure.” Tina cooed. The rest of the night went off without a hitch and pretty soon, the house grew quiet as everyone drifted off to dreamland. 

(The image below are the gifts.)

The next morning Tina went out early to get Sarah and Taron some gag gifts. When Tina’s eyes landed on what she was looking for, she snatched them up and made her way home to wrap them before they got up. She looked at the shirts and smiled and giggled to herself. She hoped that it would get a rise out her oldest grandchild.

A couple minutes later, the gifts were wrapped and Tina could hear both Taron and Sarah come down the stairs. “Good morning my lovelies. Taron there is coffee in the pot and Sarah I made you some tea.” Tina said as she flitted about the kitchen. “Thank you mum.” Taron said as he and Sarah got their drinks and sat at the table with Tina who had their gifts. “I popped out this morning to get these for you two.” Tina said nonchalantly as she took a sip of her tea. “Open them now and wear them. I really want to see Nova’s reaction.” Tina begged. Taron and Sarah opened their packages and laughed. “I think she’ll definitely hate us now for telling you Tina.” Sarah said through her laughter. The couple raced upstairs to get ready before their girls got up. Tina chuckled as Taron and Sarah raced each other upstairs, laughing.

It had been a couple hours since everyone had gotten up and had breakfast and Nov had yet to notice her parents shirts. “Daddy, what does your shirt say?” Ellie asked as she saw the pizza slice on it. Taron looked at Sarah and his mum and step-father. “My shirt says pizza maker and mummy’s says pizza in the oven.” Taron said loud enough for Nova to hear as well. “Why do you have them?” Ellie asked. “I bought them for your mummy and daddy.” Tina replied. Nova glared at her father. “You told her?” Nova asked through gritted teeth. Taron just wiggled his brows at the girl and Nova wanted to cry. She got up from her seat and ran off. 

(This is the look that Taron gives his oldest daughter.)

“Maybe this was a bad idea.” Tina said, feeling bad. “No it’s fine mum. I’ll go and talk to her.” Taron replied as he walked out of the room to find Nova. “Honey, can you open the door?” Taron asked as he knocked on the guest bedroom door. “Go away!” Nova shouted at him. “Please.” Taron tried again. “No. Leave me alone.” Nova spat back. Taron opened the door and walked in. Nova had her back to the door and refused to look at her father. “Nova honey, we were just teasing you.” He said as he sat beside her. Nova turned her head away from him as the tears fell silently down her cheeks. Taron reached out to put his hand on her shoulder but she dodged it. “Why did you tell grandma?” Nova asked with anger in her voice. “Because she asked how you were and what were we supposed to say?” Taron said as he looked down at his hands. “You had no right to tell her. She should have asked me, not you.” Nova said as she sniffed. Taron knew that their teasing had embarrassed her to the point of tears. “I’m sorry sweetheart.” Taron responded as nova shook her head and kept her face away from him. “Go away. I don’t want to see you or mum.” Nova said as she buried her face into the pillow. Taron breathed out and stood up. “I love you Nova.” Taron said as he kissed her head. “If you did, you’d respect my privacy.” Nova cried as she pushed him away from her. Taron walked out of the room and shut the door. He leaned against the door as he felt the tears grow in his eyes.

After calming down, Taron walked downstairs to join the others. “Is she ok?” Sarah asked. Taron shook his head. “Where are the girls?” He asked as he sat on the sofa. “They went out with Guy to get hot chocolate.” Sarah explained as she saw the tears behind Taron’s eyes. “Taron, what happened up there?” Sarah asked softly. “She’s crying for one thing. I think she’s embarrassed that we told mum about the talk we had with her and with the fact that we told mum that she got her period. I told her that I loved her and she told me to go away and pushed me away when I kissed her.” Taron explained as Tina entered the room. “It’s ok son. She just needs time to herself. She’ll come around.” Tina consoled her oldest. “She’s right Taron. Nova just needs some time. I will say that the brow raising on your part was probably not the smartest though.” Sarah agreed. Taron put his face in his eyes and sniffed. “She hates me now.” He cried. Sarah rubbed his back and kissed his shoulder. “She doesn’t hate you Taron, she’s just embarrassed. That’s all.” Sarah responded. Taron leaned into his wife’s touch and cried. 

Eventually Guy and the girls came back and Taron was no longer crying. nova still hadn’t shown her fact and that’s when Ellie went upstairs to talk with her sister. “Nova can I come in?” Ellie asked as she stood at the door waiting. Nova didn’t answer. “I bought you a doughnut.” Ellie said cutely as she bit her lip, rocking on her feet. Nova opened the door and as soon as Ellie was in the room, Nova slammed the door shut again. Ellie proudly handed her the doughnut she had bought for her sister. “Thanks Ellie.” Nova smiled. “You’re welcome.” Ellie said as she sprawled out on her bed. “Do you think I should apologize to dad?” Nova asked her sister after a few minutes. “Maybe. I think he cried again. He always cries.” Ellie noted. Nova chuckled breathlessly. “That he does.” Nova agreed. “Can you go and ask grandma to come up here Ellie?” Nova asked. “You got it sugar pop.” Ellie replied dramatically sassy. Nova laughed at the hand gestures the eight year old just made. “I love you Ellie.” Nova said as she hugged the young girl. “I love you too sissy.” Ellie replied as she hugged Nova back. Ellie walked back downstairs to find her grandmother in the kitchen. “Grandma, Nova wants you to go upstairs.” Ellie said as she climbed on to the stool at the breakfast bar. “Thank you for letting me know my sweet.” Tina said as Taron walked around the corner. “You’re welcome.” The little girl called. “Hello my Tiny Dancer.” Taron greeted as he kissed his youngest’s head. “Where did you get off to?” He asked. “Narnia.” Ellie said with sass. Taron chuckled.

Tina knocked on the door and waited for Nova to open the door. “Come in.” Nova said. Tina walked in and sat on the bed. “Why didn’t you just ask me how I was or if anything new happened?” Nova asked shyly. Tina smile warmly at the girl. “I’m sorry darling. You’re right, I should have asked you. Is there anything I can do to make up for it?” Tina asked and Nova thought. “Can I choose what we have for lunch?” She asked hopefully. “Of course you can. What would you like?” Tina asked as her granddaughter moved to lean into her grandmother. “Christmas sandwiches.” Nova replied quickly. “That sounds perfect. Want to help me?” Tina questioned. Nova nodded. “I need to talk to dad first though.” The girl said. “Want me to send him up here?” The grandmother asked. “Thanks grandma.” Nova said as she hugged the woman and kissed her cheek. “You’re welcome my precious Nova.” Tina said as she made her way downstairs to talk to her son. 

“Taron honey, someone wants to talk to you.” Tina smiled as she pat his shoulder. Taron jumped up and practically ran upstairs. “Hello Cariad.” Taron said and Nova smiled at the nickname. “Come sit down.” Nova said as she motioned for him to join her. “Look, I’m sorry I acted that way but I really didn’t appreciate that.” Nova explained and Taron nodded his head. “I know that now my darling and I’m sorry. Your mother and I didn’t think you’d mind if we told your grandparents. Am I forgiven?” Taron asked with hope. “Let’s just move on from that.” Nova said as she threw her arms around his neck. “I love you daddy.” She said as she kissed his cheek. “Even if I push you away.” Nova continued as they both giggled. They talked for a few more minutes before they joined the others.

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At 38 weeks pregnant, Sarah was growing more uncomfortable by the minute and nothing she did could help.The day of Taron and Nova’s date was now upon them and While Ellie was at school, Nova and Sarah had gone to get their nails done. Sarah and Taron decided to let Nova stay home so that she could feel special and spend the day with her mother one on one. “That was fun. Thanks for this mum.” Nova said as she admired her nails. They weren’t extravagant but they were enough to make her feel pretty and make her feel special. “Want to get some lunch at home or should we go to a coffee shop?” Sarah asked as she drove. “Can we go to a coffee shop?” Nova asked. “Absolutely. This brother of yours is needing a toastie.” Sarah said while smiling. “You do or does Gary?” Nova asked, giving her mother some side eye and a smile. “You are a beautiful young woman. You look so much like your father and that’s the best thing about you, along with your kind heart and strong personality.” Sarah said as she teared up. “Mum don’t cry. I love you too.” Nova said as she took hold of her mother’s hand. The mother and daughter arrived at the coffee shop and proceeded to have a nice lunch.

While the girls were out, Taron was busy setting up for the date and one of the things he wanted to do was buy Nova a new dress. One that he knew that she would like. He had raced home and set the dress box on Nova’s bed, so that when she walked into her room, she’d see her gift. Taron also left a special note for her.

‘My precious Nova,

From the moment you were born, I knew that our bond would be a strong one. The first time I held you in my arms, I promised your mother that I would protect you with everything in me. You made me a father and you taught me how to love selflessly and for that I thank you. It has been an honour to watch you grow into the young woman that you are now and I really look forward to spending the night with you. You are my pride and joy and no matter what happens, I will always be your knight in shining armour. 

I love you so much Cariad, I will see you tonight.

Love Always,

Dad.’

Taron read over the note to make sure that it sounded ok and when he was happy with it, he placed it against the dress box. After everything was placed in her room, he left the house again to go to Richard’s and finish setting up for the night. Sarah and Nova got home not too long after. “Mum do we have time to watch a movie?” Nova asked as her mother sat in the living room. Sarah looked at her phone. “Why don’t you run up and shower and then when you’re done, we can watch a movie.” Sarah said and Nova nodded and ran off. As soon as the girl disappeared, Taron called his wife. “How is everything?” Sarah asked with a smile. “Great but I’m in the car across the road right now and I need you to do me a favour.” Taron responded. “What’s that?” Sarah questioned as she sat there rubbing her belly as Gary decided to karate chop and drop kick his mother in her ribs. “Are you able to go into Nova’s room and see if I left my wallet in there?” He asked whilst biting his lip slightly. “Just a second. Your son is abusing my insides right now.” Sarah replied as she felt Gary flip sharply. Taron chuckled. “Ok, I’ll have a look. But hang on a second, why would it be in there?” Sarah asked as she waddled to the staircase. “Is she around?” Taron asked. “No, she’s in the shower.” Sarah said simply. “Ok good.” Taron replied and Sarah raised her brow. “This was just to get me to go upstairs wasn’t it?” Sarah whined. “It may have been.” Taron said as he shrugged his shoulders. “Can you go into our room and go to my side of the closet and in the black bag next to my shoes, there is another box in there. Open it.” Taron explained. Sarah did as she was told and was met with what he was talking about. “Are you looking at it?” Taron wondered out loud. “Yes.” She said. “Ok run it downstairs and meet me at the front door.” Taron said as he quickly hung up. Sarah looked at her phone with raised brows. “I love you too.” Sarah remarked as she turned her phone off and went downstairs before Nova got out. 

“Thanks for hanging up on me Taron.” Sarah mumbled. He smiled at her and gave her a quick kiss. “Thank you my angel.” Taron said as he grabbed what he needed. “You’re welcome. Now get out before she comes down and sees you here.” Sarah said as she practically pushed her husband out of the door. “Kiss me.” Taron said. Sarah rolled her eyes and gave him a quick but sweet kiss. “I love you baby.” Taron said as he ran to his car and drove off. “Mum who was that?” Nova asked as she walked around the corner in her house coat. “Someone wanting to sell something. What movie do you want to watch?” Sarah asked as she quickly changed the subject. “Can we watch cartoons instead?” Nova asked. “Sounds great. I’m going to get the ice-cream, do you want some?” Sarah questioned. Nova ran ahead of her mother and pulled everything out. About an hour or so later, Taron was just putting the finishing touches on what he had set up. “This looks amazing mate.” Richard said as he looked around the room. “Think she’ll like it?” Taron asked nervously. Richard chuckled at his friend. “Taron, if she’s anything like Sarah, she will love it. I guarantee it.” Richard said. Taron smiled. “I hope so.” Taron said as he looked at his watch. “We should get going if we want to get the car.” Taron said as he put his shoes on. “Let’s go.” Richard said enthusiastically. The men raced each other to Taron’s car. Eventually they reached the vintage car rental place. “Here are the keys, I hope you enjoy.” The elderly man said as he passed Taron the keys. Taron beamed as he thought about Nova’s reaction. He knew that she liked vintage cars and especially the make and model that he had just rented. 

At 4:30, Sarah was just finishing up doing Nova’s hair. Sarah had left it down and put loose waves in her hair. After that, Sarah applied just a little bit of make up to Nova’s features. “You look really pretty.” Ellie said as she sat on the edge of the tub watching her mother do her sister’s hair. Nova smiled. “Thank you Ellie.” Nova said gratefully. “I don’t have anything to wear though.” Nova said half heartedly. “That’s not true.” Sarah said as she secured the last bobby pin. Nova looked at her mother through the mirror with confusion. “Go look in your room.” Sarah said as Nova and Ellie ran to Nova’s room. Nova’s eyes landed on a black dress box that was wrapped in a turquoise ribbon with the special note attached to it. 

Nova smiled as big as she could and in that moment, Sarah could see just how much she resembled her father. Nova opened the box and the girl’s eyes fell upon a beautiful red dress. Nova gasped in surprise and Ellie and Sarah smiled. Sarah because she was touched that her husband would do that for Nova and Ellie smiled because she knew what the gift was but was sworn to secrecy with the promise of kitten if she kept quiet. “Go put it on.” Sarah instructed softly. “Can you help me mum?” Nova asked shyly. Sarah chuckled. “Of course my beautiful.” She replied as she told Ellie to go downstairs and wait. After Nova had stepped into the dress and pulled up on to her body, Sarah gently tugged the zipper up and Nova turned around. Sarah beamed with pride and joy. A tear rolled down Sarah’s cheek and thankfully she was able to wipe it away before her daughter could see. “How do I look?” Nova asked nervously. “You look so grown up baby girl.” Sarah gushed as she hugged her daughter. “Thank you for helping me get ready.” Nova said as they broke apart upon hearing the doorbell ring. 

“Ellie, can you get that please?” Sarah asked as she helped Nova put her converse and jacket. Ellie answered the door gasped and her jaw dropped. “Daddy, you look so handsome.” Ellie said enthusiastically. “Thank you sweetheart.” Taron replied as he gave her a hug with his free arm and a kiss on her head. Upon hearing the commotion, Sarah and Nova turn around to face him. “You look absolutely breathtaking princess.” Taron said as he took in how grown up Nova looked in that moment. “Thank you daddy. You look handsome.” Nova smiled. “Thank you my darling.” Taron replied with a smile matching his daughter’s. “These are for you.” Taron said as he pulled the flowers out from behind his back. “Thank you daddy, they’re so beautiful.” Nova said as she took them from him. “I’ll put them in some water.” Sarah said as Nova passed her the flowers. While Sarah was filling up a vase, she looked over at Taron and Nova and felt her heart soar at just how cute they were. She bit her lip as her eyes traveled down her husband’s body and all she wanted to do was jump him and fuck him. “Nova sweetie, would you like me to put the flowers on your night stand or would you like them left downstairs?” Sarah asked as she walked back to the pair with tears in her eyes. “On my night stand please. That way I can have something to make me smile in the morning.” Nova said politely. Sarah nodded and took out her phone so that she could take a photo of the pair and send it to his mum.

“Ready to be wined and dined my sweetheart?” Taron asked as he looked down at Nova. “Yup, I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” Nova replied with excitement. As they turned around to leave, Sarah tapped her husband’s shoulder and h turned to face her. She threw her arms around his neck in a hug. “You dare to be any less dressed then what you are now when you come home, I promise I’ll make you regret it.” Sarah whispered into his ear as she moans loud enough for only him to hear whilst discreetly squeezing his ass, making sure neither daughter sees it. Taron bit his lower lip in response. “Oh don’t you worry. I won’t be but you better not be as dressed.” He winks and takes Nova’s hand, leading her to her second surprise, the vintage car.

(The Picture of the girl in the dress, jacket and shoes is what I’m using to show the outfit together. Please picture her hair down and in loose beach waves.)

Nova’s jaw hit the ground and then a huge smile appeared on her lips. “Where did you find this?” Nova asked as her father helped her into the car. He walked around to his side and got in. “That’s for me to know.” He winked and drove off toward Richard’s house. “Can I know where we are going?” Nova asked as she looked at her father. “It’s a surprise.” He said as he raised his brow at her. Nova giggled and looked out of her window.

When they arrived at Richard’s Nova looked at her father confused. “Why are we at uncle Richie’s?” She asked as Taron helped her out of the car. “You’ll see my sassy.” Taron said as Nova linked her arm in his. They walked to the front door and knocked on the door.  When Richard opened the door, his eyes landed on the father and daughter. Richard smiled as he stood to the side to let Nova enter first and then Taron. “You scrub up really nice uncle Rich.” Nova said as she looked at the man before her. “Thank you my wee lass.” He said as he hugged her. “You look so much like your father. Maybe when your done with that pretty dress, you could lend it to him.” Richard teased as he and Nova laughed. Taron glared at Richard. “I think the dress would look nicer on you.” Taron teased back. “Alright, alright.” Richard said as he held his hands up in surrender. “Can I take your coat lassie?” Richard asked and Nova nodded. Richard took her coat and hung it up. Taron and Nova link arms again and Taron led them to the dimly lit sitting room. 

There was a beautifully set dark wood table and a warm fire lit in the fireplace. Taron pulled the chair out for his daughter and helped her get comfortable. “Why thank you kind sir. I see why mummy fell in love with you.”  Nova smiled. Taron chuckled. “That’s how all queens and princesses should be treated.” Taron as he sat down in his own chair. “Nova, darling. I want you to know that I love you and your sister very much and that just because there is a new baby on the way, doesn’t mean mummy and I love you and Ellie any less.” Taron explained. “I know daddy, it’s just a bit of a shock. It’s just been me and Ellie for so long.” Nova replied. “I know it’s hard sweetheart but sometimes these things are out of mummy and daddy’s control.” He explained. “How is it out of your control? Maybe you and mum shouldn’t have a special hug. If you don’t put the dough in mum’s oven, your problem is solved.” Nova sassed. “Sometimes sweetheart, when mummies and daddies love each other very much, they get this warm tingly feeling inside and it’s so overwhelming they just  have to express just how much they love each other.” Taron explains as he takes a drink of his water. “You mean you get horny?” Nova blurts out and Taron chokes on his water. “Who told you that?” Taron said once he caught his breath. “Google did.” Nova replied as she shrugged her shoulders. “Why did you google that?” Taron asked with surprise still laced in his voice. “Because after you and mummy told me how babies are made, I still had questions but was too embarrassed to ask.” Nova explained. Taron made a mental note to put a parental block on her tablet.

“What? Honey you can’t be looking those kinds of things up. There are some things that are too inappropriate for your eyes because you are still too young.” Taron chided. “Then why did you and mum tell me how babies are made if I’m too young?” Nova wondered out loud. “Mummy and I only told you the basics because of you becoming a woman. We didn’t tell you anything else because there are things out there that way too inappropriate for your eyes.”  Taron explained. “Like you and uncle Richard in Rocketman?” Nova asked and as soon as Richard heard that, he walked toward the pair with their entrees. Richard put the plates down on the table. “What’s that?” Nova asked with curiosity. “It’s little balls of melon.” Richard replied with a smile. Nova starts laughing and both men look at each other and look back at her. “What’s so funny?” Taron asked with amusement. “I don’t know. It just sounded funny how uncle Rich said it.” Nova replied as she calmed down a little. Richard walked off and Taron and Nova started eating. “Dad, how did you break your arm?” Nova asked suddenly. “Well, I was showing mummy the treehouse when it was finished and she tripped and when I went to catch her, I fell out the window and landed on my arm.” Taron explained as he left out the dirty details. Nova raised her brow at him, not convinced. “Are you sure that’s what happened because I heard grandma Tina telling Granddad that you and mummy needed to keep your shenanigans on the ground. So, what were you doing?” Nova asked and Taron mentally facepalmed himself and made another note tell his mother to be careful what she says with the girls when they are around. “What exactly were you doing listening to mine and Grandma’s conversation?” Taron asked as he avoided the question. “It’s not my fault grandma talks so loud.” Nova muttered as Taron gave his daughter a stern look. “Sorry daddy.” Nova said softly as she looked down at her food. “Just don’t let it happen again. Alright sweetheart?” Taron replied as Nova’s smile returned.

After the pair finish eating their last course, Richard collected the plates and walks back to the kitchen. “Dad, what made you agree to take me on a date?” Nova asked. Taron smiled warmly at her. “Well my darling, it’s because I wanted to show you how a man should treat his woman and for you not to accept anything less than a gentleman.” Taron explained as Nova nodded. “Oh ok. What exactly is a gentleman?” Nova asked as she looked at her father. “A gentleman is someone who will stop at nothing to make you feel loved and respected and treat you like a queen. It doesn’t mean that he has to always take you on extravagant dates, it could be as simple as opening a door for you, pulling out a chair for you, give you a compliment or even giving you his coat when you are cold. It’s how a man presents himself and sometimes it’s about the little or grand gestures he does for you.” Taron farther explained as Nova smiled at him. “Oh ok. It’s like how you are with mummy.” Nova questioned. “Exactly. Which is why when I make breakfast for mummy in the morning, I will sing to her or when I say she looks beautiful and it makes her smile. It’s all about making mummy feel good.” Taron said warmly. “It’s like when you gave me the flowers and told me I was breathtaking?” Nova asked as her father nodded. “Exactly sweetheart. Just like that.” He said as music started playing. Nova looked at him as he stood up and walked toward her. Taron held out his hand for her to take. “May I have this dance m’ lady?” Taron asks with a cheeky smile and Nova chuckles. “Yes you may kind sir.” Nova replied with the same cheeky smile as she stood up and followed Taron to where he had set up a make shift dancefloor. He spun her around, causing her to giggle. “Daddy, you’re not really a good dancer. You have two left feet.” Nova said as she laughed. Taron joined in her laughter. After their dance, they went outside where Taron had another surprise.

Taron led Nova outside and to a spot where she could look around at what he and Richard had set up. Her eyes landed on a blanket that was surrounded by pillows and cushions. Fairy lights had been set up sporadically and another fire had been lit in the outside fireplace. Nova turned to face her father. “Daddy?” She asked when she saw him down on one knee with a ring box in his hand. “Nova, from the moment that you were born, I knew that our bond would be strong. You taught me how to love selflessly and you taught me what it meant to be a father. Being able to watch you grow has been the greatest honour I’ve been blessed with. My darling, if you accept this ring, I promise to always be there for you, to always protect you, to love you unconditionally and I promise to always be your knight in shining armour. You are my greatest joy and if you trust me, I promise I will spend the rest of my life making sure that you grow into the beautiful woman I know that you are meant to be. And I will give you my full blessing when the right man comes into your life. Will you accept this ring?” Taron asked as he held his daughter’s left hand. Nova could feel the tears in her eyes. Nova nodded and Taron pulled the ring out and slid it on to Nova’s left ring finger as a symbol of his love for her. Nova threw her arms around his neck and cried into him.

(It’s the North star.)

“There is one more thing I want you to remember.” Taron said as Nova pulled away from him and wiped her tears away. Taron took her left hand again. “When you look down at this ring, not only do I want you to be reminded of the promises made here tonight, I want you to remember that if you ever get lost or you feel like you can’t face this world alone, to look down at this ring and know that it will lead you home.” Taron explained as Nova nodded and kissed his cheek. “I love you so much daddy. Thank you for making tonight so special.” Nova replied as her father wiped away the rest of her tears. “I love you too baby girl. You don’t need to thank me.” He said as he stood up and led Nova to the blanket. “What’s this for?” Nova asked as they sat down. “Lay back and you’ll see.” Taron replied softly as he laid back himself. Nova did as she was told and was met with a stunning sight. The stars embraced the night sky as they danced and sparkled as if they were putting a show for Nova and her father. While they were star gazing, Richard sent the video of Taron making his promise to Nova to Sarah but told her that she had to wait for Taron to come home so that they could watch it together. Eventually, Nova could feel her eyes begin to get heavy, so she laid her head on her father’s strong chest and listened to the sound of his heart beating. Taron wrapped his arms around her and smiled. “Can you sing to me daddy?” She asked quietly. “Of course princess.” Taron replied as he started singing ‘Your Song’ by Elton john. As he sang, his fingers softly combed through her hair. “I love you so much dad.” Nova said as she allowed her eyes to close as she felt safe and protected in his arms. “I love you too my sweet Nova Rae.” He replied as he kissed her head.

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“Sarah, can you help me?” Taron asked as he quickly ran to the living room. “What’s wrong?” Sarah replied with concern. “Nova fell asleep in the car. I’m carrying her to bed but I will need your help to get her changed.” He explained. Both parents got their oldest to bed without waking her. Once they were sure she wasn’t going to budge, they made their way to their room. Sarah laid on the bed and rubbed her ever growing belly. “Did you both have a good time?” Sarah asked as she watched her husband walk to the closet. “What are you doing?” Sarah asked when she saw her husband pull out a bag. “I know that you’ve been feeling uncomfortable lately and I bought some things for you that will hopefully help.” Taron said with a mischievous glint in his eye. “ Taron David, what the hell did you buy?” Sarah questioned with warning. He chuckled and pulled out a box. “Open it.” He said as he pushed the box toward her. Sarah did and she gasped and rolled her eyes when her eyes landed on the plethora of sex toys he had bought. “Taron, I know I said earlier that we would fuck when you got home but I really feel gross right now. I mean look at me.” Sarah whined as she motioned to her body. Taron smiled and sat next to her on the bed. “You are the most incredible woman I have ever scene. You have given me the best gift and no matter how gross and uncomfortable you may feel, to me, it shows me just how strong you are and how much you love me for being willing to protect our baby. The whole thing for me is a major turn on and when you are pregnant, your sex appeal flies through the roof.” Taron explained as he leaned down to kiss Sarah’s lips in a hungry and needy kiss. “Tonight is all about you. Let me show you how beautiful you really are.” He said as he stood up with his eyes dark with lust. 

Taron spent the rest of the night pleasuring his wife in ways she didn’t think possible and needless to say, she woke up feeling indescribably beautiful.

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[harley-quinnn]

Guilty

Jared Leto x Reader

{A/N} After being gifted Gucci Guilty by my love, I was entirely inspired by its beautifully sweet scent. So, please enjoy being Jared’s latest collaborator for a new campaign in this fic (that started as an imagine) that no one asked for but I, your friendly neighborhood writer, suddenly wanted.

Can Gucci cut me a check for this ad? Lol, just kidding.

xo Harley

Warnings: The steamiest kiss you’ve ever known.

“Are you ready for hair and makeup?” A sweet face asked you, gesturing toward a chair in front of a large vanity lined with shining white bulbs in a room of a home in the Hollywood Hills- the newest set for the latest Gucci Guilty campaign.

The girl couldn’t have been older than twenty-two, with her rosy cheeks and bottle blonde hair tied up in a bun, indicating she’d been at work long before you arrived. She dug through a large case full of makeup supplies, picking what she needed for the look they assigned for you.

From what you’d been briefed on, the look for this campaign had a beautiful vintage fashion with a modern twist. Always on two ends of the spectrum, Gucci played every angle just right. Your makeup was going to consist of an old pin-up classic, dark red lips and thick winged liner. Your hair was already teased just right, and there was a real flower just above your ear. You had already spritzed your skin with the perfume, there was no helping it.

“I think so!” You chirped, hurrying to sit in the chair with an excitement you weren’t sure how to conceal.

“You’re so lucky,” the friendly girl began, pulling brushes and palettes from the case. “He’s a real looker isn’t he? I don’t think I’d be able to keep from screaming if I got the chance to do what you’re doing. I have to do his makeup when he arrives. How do I keep from crying?” She giggled, shaking her head as she carefully pinned some hair away from your face.

“Sorry. I’m Haley. It’s nice to meet you, {Y/N}. I’m a big fan, and I will- in case you haven’t noticed-  be doing your makeup for the shoot today.”

Her grin was warm and refreshing to see. You returned her giggle quietly, waving a hand to assure her it was okay.

“Trust me, you’re good. If I’m honest, I really have no idea how I’m even going to handle this. We haven’t met yet!” You revealed.

She gasped, and you nodded with doe-eyes.

“So your first time meeting will be just an hour before you have to work together? And I thought I had it bad. At least all I have to do is a little touch up makeup! I don’t even have to look him in the eye, really.”

You laughed, while she put you at ease, the all too real notion of a first meeting happening soon with a man you’d always admired seemed to be front and center all of the sudden. She was talkative, something you enjoyed to pass the time, keeping you giggling and distracted from any nerves you might’ve felt beforehand. You even exchanged phone numbers, and she promised if you needed her skills for any event, she’d make the time. You were glowing with delight in mid conversation when the entire room around you fell silent. Not noticing, you carried on, a sweet grin on your now burgundy lips.

“I just still can’t wrap my head around acting opposite Jared. It’s like a dream.”

Haley turned around from the vanity to face you, a tight-lipped smile on her lips as she drew into herself, saying nothing more, but pointing a dainty finger in the direction behind you. Your brow furrowed at her sudden clam-up, and you suddenly wondered if you said something wrong. When your line of sight landed on her finger, you felt your heart drop into your stomach. You let your eyes travel around the room slowly as you turned around in your chair even slower, noticing everyone in the room staring in the same direction she was pointing.

“Shit,” was all you could manage once you made eye contact with your new co-star, Jared Leto.

His stance commanded respect, though you doubted he meant for everyone to drop what they were doing when he entered. He wore dark sunglasses and a flannel shirt, his pants fitting just right. His hair fell just perfectly as it always looked to, and there was a cocky grin on his lips, showing he was clearly amused at your comment.

And then there you were, sitting in the makeup chair, your hair pinned back with clips, wearing leggings and an oversized hoodie paired with the Ugg boots you kicked off while you waited for Haley to finish up.

“You can quit dreaming, sweetheart. Here I am,” he said, mocking a sexy, masculine tone as he removed his shades. The entire room relaxed with laughter. You felt your cheeks grow hot with embarrassment as you turned back to Haley, cringing at your own expense, one eye closed shut and the other on the ceiling as your gritted your teeth for just a second.

“Oh, God…” you damned yourself.

“Don’t worry,” Haley whispered. “I hear he’s just as sweet as he is handsome.”

You nodded solemnly, forcing a grin as she gingerly unpinned your hair and added a few final touches. You discreetly glanced in the mirror, watching as he made his rounds with each and every person in the room. He greeted them all with a kind charm you hadn’t expected.

“Close your eyes!” Haley requested, and you did as she told you to.

She swept a brush over your eyelids a few extra times, then spritzed your face with what you assumed to be a setting spray.

“Is it my turn yet?” You heard Jared say just beside you, feeling his hand come in contact with your shoulder via a gentle squeeze.

Your eyes popped open, and Haley made a fist as she hoped you didn’t wreck your eye makeup with the sudden movement.

“If she keeps it up your turn will be tomorrow!” Haley scolded playfully, examining your makeup one last time before clearing you to leave.

When you stood, you felt dizzy at the curt movement, catching yourself on the vanity with a soft “whoah.”

You were met with his arms wrapping carefully around your waist, holding you upright again.

“You okay?” He asked. “I know it’s common for everyone to fall for me…”

He chuckled then, and it was beautiful. You lifted your brows, nodding with a wide grin.

“Guilty,” you joked in return, and he caught your pun with a nod of his head and a heart stopping grin.

When he let go of your frame, he looked down at you, taking in the job she’d done on your face.

“You look like a million bucks,” he stated, seeming almost in awe as his blue eyes bore into yours. “The look suits you, very well.”

Despite your hopes that the makeup was heavy enough to hide your blush, you were wrong.

“Thank you, Mr. Leto,” you said softly.

He winked at you before setting his sunglasses down on the vanity and taking a seat in the chair, rubbing his hands together.

“You better do my face as well as you did Miss {Y/N}’s over there. I want the whole nine, nothing less,” he pretend to demand, eliciting a giggle from both Haley and you.

“You got it, honey!” She exclaimed, though you both knew he didn’t need anything at all.

You stepped away from the scene as she chatted him up, happy for her that she was able to set aside her nerves and get to work.

As you approached the set, which was just down the stairs, you noticed the hustle and bustle of what seemed like a real dream. Extras were being told their positions, the creative director was focused on the task at hand and the wardrobe girl was frantic, handing everyone what they needed and helping everyone into their ensembles.

“{Y/N}!” She called out. “There you are! Here’s your first outfit! The other is laying up in the main master bedroom. I can’t risk them getting wrinkled down here should someone mess with it.”

She handed you your outfit, a beautiful Gucci look that was modeled after a 1950’s swing dress with matching pumps, gloves, and jewelry. The excitement settled in nicely.

You made your way back up the stairs quickly, disappearing into the master bedroom she’d pointed out to you and slid out of your clothes. You pulled the dress on, not bothering to check out the second outfit. It fit like a dream, tight around the top and torso, and flared at the bottom. After sliding into your shoes and accessories, you slipped out of the room, peeking around the door before making your way down the hall to the staircase again. As you were walking, you noticed a full length mirror. There was no harm in stopping to admire what Gucci had created for you.

You couldn’t help the grin that crossed your lips as your own eyes raked over your new look, your hands holding the bottom of your dress as you spun in a delicate circle.

“Beautiful. Magnificent,” Jared said from behind you, leaning in the doorway of the room used for makeup.

Your eyes caught his in the mirror, and you were taken aback by his own style.

“Wow, you.. You look amazing!” You assured, turning to face him in all his glory.

He was out of the time period you’d been modeled after, clad in a suit that could send anyone into an envious rage. His hair seemed to fall over his shoulders even better than it had earlier, and you weren’t sure how the stars seemed to align for you so wonderfully. All you could do was gawk in silence as you lifted your gloved hands to gesture in his direction.

“You’ve stolen the show,” he assured, holding his arm out for to you to take.

You gingerly moved some hair behind your shoulder and wrapped your hand around his toned arm, gripping gently as you made your way down the stairs.

“My God. It’s the prom king and queen,” the director said, looking up at you both as you descended to the first floor.

You jokingly gave your best pageant wave, and he held up a peace sign. Everyone looked as though they wanted to cry at the sight of you and him, and you deemed that a success.

“Doesn’t she fit the look perfectly? I think this is going to turn out great,” Jared said, lifting your hand and spinning you in a circle.

You bashfully came back to his side, squeezing his arm in a small show of thanks with a light giggle.

“This silver tongued devil over here. I’m not sure he’s looked in a mirror yet!” You complimented in return.

He was sweet, and you could already feel yourself falling for his ways in such a short amount of time. You figured it must’ve been easy for anyone to do so.

Once everyone took their places and the lighting changed, it was like your nerves suddenly turned off completely. There wasn’t much of a script, but there were general guidelines. You were to have as much genuine fun as possible within those guidelines and Jared made it painfully easy to forget there were cameras and a crew there at all.

In one scene, he clasped a diamond necklace around your neck, moving your hair tenderly over your shoulder to do so as you sprayed Gucci Guilty gracefully on your neck. He took your wrist in another, spritzing the eau de parfum against it before spinning you in a circle to a retro tune, -You’re Gonna Miss Me by Connie Francis- and kissing the inside of your wrist with his eyes on nothing else but your own. He ran with you hand in hand down a long corridor before carefully pinning you against the corner of the wall to another hallway, sensually burying his nose against your neck and hair, his lips delicately pressing against your soft flesh.

All the while, you were either all smiles and laughter, or biting your lip at the sudden rush of sensuality. A true match made in heaven to anyone who could see you together.

It wasn’t until the final scene to film that you couldn’t push away the nerves he made melt away any longer. You hadn’t realized that final outfit change was going to be a doozy.

With an inhale, you stepped out of the master bedroom again, this time in a black silk robe, with nothing but a set of lacy black lingerie underneath. Instead of stopping by the makeup door’s mirror, you scurried past, not wanting to see what you looked like as you almost tripped down the spiral staircase.

“Please remind me what this is for,” you whined to the director, a pout on your lips.

You knew exactly what this was for, but hoped that maybe they decided to flip the script somewhere. It wasn’t that you weren’t comfortable in your body, or that you didn’t love lingerie- you certainly were and did. But you were unprepared to be seen so scantily clad by Jared, especially after being caught up in the moment with him so deeply earlier.

“The boudoir scene..” the director began, as though announcing something marvelous. “Gucci is elegant, classy.. Sexy, passionate.. Who wouldn’t want to romp around with Leto, anyways, no?”

You had no response. Of course you wanted that. He was the most beautiful person you’d ever laid eyes on. But it didn’t negate the fact that you were feeling self conscious about yourself. Who knew how many women he’d seen this way. Sure, he complimented you all day, even let his touch linger a little longer than it usually would have when they called cut, and you only wanted more of it. But your mind loved to race on you, and you weren’t sure how to relax.

When you looked on into the bedroom, you saw him already laying on the large, plush California king sized bed. Haley was touching up his face and a man you recognized from the set earlier was touching up his hair. He was shirtless, but wore a pair of black slacks and had his dark hair tied up in a slick man bun this time. Your heart screamed with desire and anxiety all at once.

You cautiously made your way into the room, moving past the busy crew who were too caught up in making sure their preparations weren’t in vain. When Haley caught sight of you, she immediately grabbed your hand and pulled you quickly to the bed. You drew into yourself as she tugged at the sash holding your robe closed.

“You can’t wear this thing for.. this thing!” She exclaimed, opening your robe and sliding you out of it quickly, giving you no time to react before you found yourself half naked in front of Jared Leto. Forget the rest of the cast and crew, he was your main concern. You dared not turn around before you had to, trying to keep your breathing steady as you watched Haley walk further and further away with your robe for as long as you could.

“Am I scary?” He asked from behind once more, the grin evident in his voice.

You took a deep breath before turning around and faking calm and confident.

“You look like that dream I mentioned earlier when I didn’t know you were there,” you said a bit too enthusiastically.

His chuckle was all you heard before they called for quiet on the set. You climbed onto the bed next to him, ready for whatever he was going to throw at you. During this shoot, you realized he was a sucker for creative freedom when it came to these kinds of projects, and he kept you on your toes the entire time. He’d already revved you up to the hilt with his sweet and sensual antics just before. This time, as the anxiety seemed to fade, and as a sort of game, you wondered if you could do the same to him.

You were tangled up in one another, his lips on your neck, his hands on your bare flesh. These actions were all part of the “script” you’d been given. While it wasn’t exactly easy to be in the mood with a million people surrounding you, he once again proved to you that he made it easy to forget.

Your hands began to travel over his frame, your fingers digging into his skin as he touched you. You let yourself react to every move he made, and when it came close to wrapping the scene entirely, you did something completely off script. You let your lips meet his in the most feverish kiss you’d ever given, or received. Every sense tingled beautifully through your body as though you’d just received a sweet electric shock, and his touch became almost unbearably hot. You heard yourself sigh against his open mouth, but it sounded as though it were a thousand miles away in your ears. There was no more room in your chest for your heart as you felt his hand tangle in your hair just behind your ear, and his skin under your fingertips almost seemed to come alive with a blissful sensation that also hinted faintly between your thighs.

When the kiss was broken, your eyes remained shut, and so did his. When you opened them again, he was opening his. His stare was intense, deeply pulling every ounce of yourself into his own mind. Nothing else existed around you as you got lost in the world you’d just created between the two of you. It was clear there was an undeniable spark on both ends, and this was no longer acting.

“And, cut!” The director called. “I think we got it. I think that’s a wrap. That was truly phenomenal, guys. Wow..”

The room seemed to be just as in awe as they came back to earth themselves, starting to clear up the space as you and Jared remained in place on the bed.

You blinked a few times, trying to get your bearings on what had just happened. His eyes traveled from yours and downward as he smoothed a hand over his hair. It was almost a state of confusion you found yourself in as you sat up, swallowing hard.

“Wow,” you whispered.

He lifted a brow, sitting up and getting off of the bed.

“I think we should do that again sometime,” he mused with a smirk.

You hopped off the bed next, grabbing the robe you wore earlier from a hanger Haley had placed it on. Jared quickly moved to help you slide into it, his fingers brushing against your skin.

“I think we should, too,” you said quietly, turning around to face him.

Everyone was too busy to notice your private conversation now, and you were reminded of a quote from The Great Gatsby about large parties creating intimacy and privacy.

“You’re stunning,” he said, dragging his thumb down your lip before caressing your chin. “And you smell delicious. Is that Gucci Guilty?”

His grin was that of pure, cocky sarcasm.

“And you’re a God,” you gushed. “Who also smells amazing.”

That elicited a laugh from him.

“I can show you so much more where that came from,” he urged.

“So can I… If you think you’re up to the task of taming a brat.”

“Have I met my match?” He smirked.

“Maybe,” you smirked right back, your tone breathy. “I guess we’ll find out, huh?”

“I guess so, baby girl.”

[seokkimjinn-blog]

just to know where we stand.

jin x reader

genre:  fluff, angst , best friends

warnings: explicit language 

word count: 2,092

a/n: this is like the second fan fiction I’ve ever written so i’m sorry if its bad lmao

summary: you’ve had a crush on one of your best friend for ages, what happens when he gradually starts to develop a crush on you?

Your POV

You sat bored in class, nothing much different than your whole week at school. Your eyes slowly getting heavier as you tried to keep your eyes peeled open in your last period, on a Friday. Just twenty more minutes of ancient history and you’re gone for two days.

Ring

Thank god, the day is finally over. You were dismissed out of class and avoided his eye contact or any contact. You always had an excuse every time you wanted to avoid, but you used the ‘’I’m on my period’’ last week, so that was out of the picture. You were zoning out, thinking of any excuse on the spot while you walked to your locker, getting the combination wrong for about the fourth time as you hit your head against your locker. Frustration and anger building up until you heard his soft voice that sent shivers down your spine every time you heard it.

‘’Y/N,’’ he said as he looked at you with a specific look in his eye, the look you knew too well. It was the ‘I know somethings wrong but you’re going to avoid it If I ask’ look. God those fucking eyes just made it harder to avoid him.

‘’Yes Jin?” you replied, plastering on one of the many fake smiles you had, they came in handy for situations like this. An awkward silence grew between the two of you as you finally got your locker open, congratulating yourself in your head after about nine tries.

‘’Taehyung is throwing a party, and you haven’t socialised in ages. So I’m dragging you to this one.’’ He said with that confident smile of his, the smile that could lift your spirits even in the darkest times. But a party? The thought of it making you groan as his signature wind-shield laugh started to fill the space of silence after you groan.

‘’so, is it a yes? To a great party I’m sure you’ll absolutely fall in love with, or must I have to drag you y/n?’’ he asked, that confident smile as he maintained eye contact with you. He winked out of habit and you couldn’t help but laugh as he looked away. ‘’do you want me to walk you home?’’ he asked, ‘’even if I say no I can’t avoid you, you literally live a house away from me.’’

You can’t avoid him, no matter how hard you try. If you ignore his texts he’ll always find his way over to your house.

You had been talking to him on the phone for the past hour, his pleading and begging for you to come to the party, and eventually his begging worked. The party was about an hour away and Jin was going to drive you there since, out of the two of you he’s the only one who has a drivers license.

So after your almost-hour-long phone call with Jin you decided to hang up and say you needed to get ready. You actually wanted to try this time, most parties you throw on a dress and heels and think nothing of it, this time you wanted to try and look good. But no dresses today. Nope, you were wearing your black ripped jeans and a mid-riff tank top to this party. Dresses seemed to short these days. And the ones you owned you much too long to wear to a party. So you threw on the outfit you had in mind, a mid-riff blank tank top with black ripped jeans,

A bit too much black?

You thought to yourself as you looked in the mirror, you changed into a maroon mid-riff instead. It’ll do for now. You thought, applying a little bit of mascara and lipstick on before curling your hair. You slipped on your heels and walked downstairs.

You sat on your couch for a little bit, you read your phone ’10:45’ Jin should be here in a little while. You scrolled through your Instagram feed as you got side tracked and started looking at Jin’s account before you heard a knock on your door, making you almost drop your phone on the ground knowing it was Jin.

You stood up and looked in the mirror in your hallway leading to the door, looking at yourself and you smiled. Assuming it would be a good night. Opening your door you saw Jin, as cheerful as ever as he smiled at you.

He’s your bestfriend.

He’s your bestfriend.

He’s wearing a singlet.

But he’s your bestfriend.

He’s still wearing a fucking singlet.

You smile back at him as he eyes you up and down ‘’ohmygod y/n..’’ he whispered ‘’what?” you questioned, ‘’you look-‘’ ‘well?’’ ‘’amazing’’ you smiled at him and tried your best to try and hide your rosy cheeks at his comment, he looked at you and smiled, winking again as a habit, making you laugh as it always does.

Your walking with him to the party and you see his hand is reaching for yours, you don’t know if you want to grab it or not but it was just oddly sudden.

Did he like you, or the outfit?

You pretend not to notice and you keep walking, getting closer and closer to the party and the sound of music gradually getting louder as you reached his house, Jin looked at you and smiled, pushing you up against the outside of the house as he leaned in to kiss you, your cheeks going a bright red as you fell into the kiss. Ignoring the question you asked yourself, you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. He broke away first as he smiled, you smiled back. ‘’We should go in now’’ you said, he nodded. Jin opened the door for you being the gentleman he is and you walked in, he followed after you as you glanced at the dancefloor. Being taken by surprise as drunk Jimin leaned on your shoulder straight away, almost causing you to fall to the ground with him.

‘’Y/nnnnn’’ he said, extending the last letter of your name for as long as he could, you laughed and looked at Tae. ‘’how much has he drunk?’’ ‘’Um- kind of lost count on that one.’’ You both laugh as you guide Jimin towards the couch, seeing Yoongi sit all alone with his red solo cup as you raise an eyebrow at him,

‘’what?” ‘’nothing.’’ You say as you tried to help Jimin sit up straight, it was insanely difficult with him being in his intoxicated state. ‘’You came here with Jin?” you nod at Yoongi’s question as he looks at you, ‘’When are you going to tell him?” he asked. ‘’Either tonight or never. And shush.’’ You say, looking at Jimin. ‘’He won’t remember a thing tomorrow.’’ He said, you laughed again knowing that was true. You scanned the room looking for Jin, feeling the small stab in your heart seeing him dance with another girl, she was all over him already. You sighed and slouched down next to Yoongi, knowing that will never be you.

‘’Quit whining and just tell him already. I’m like ninety percent sure he likes you y/n.’’ Yoongi scoffed. ‘’And that ten percent?’’ you ask, laughing as he rolled his eyes at you. You really wanted to tell him. But you were too scared. You always were. From the time back in grade three you finally started to realise you liked him and in grade ten when you told Yoongi and Jungkook you’ve liked him for an insanely long time.

You grabbed a drink, only wanting to blend in with the party as you watched Namjoon flirting with about let’s say, 2, 3 girls? You rolled your eyes and laughed to yourself knowing how often this would happen. You sighed and looked at the dance floor where Jin was, knowing he was gone and now walking up the stairs, you slowly followed after him, being almost uncomfortably trapped between all the lone bodies and couples loosing themselves to the music. Jungkook stopped you right at the bottom of the stairs. ‘’Please tell me your following him cause you’re going to tell him y/n.’’ he asked, slightly groaning as he reached the end of his sentence. ‘’Shh’’ you said, walking up the stairs as Jungkook grabbed your wrist, you looked at him questioningly, ‘’don’t get hurt okay y/n?’’ ‘’I’ll try.’’ You said with a smile. You walk up the stairs, feeling bad for snooping around Tae’s house but you needed to find Jin. You tried opening every door, most were locked and everytime you tried to open a lock one you’d gulp in hopes no angry couple would get mad at you for disrupting them.

I don’t know why people have parties. I swear if I found anyone fucking in my house I’d lose my shit.

You thought as you kept looking, your heart pounding as you found out there was one door at the end of the hall that wasn’t locked. You walked into the room, seeing Jin in the room, on the bed, making out with a girl, the same girl that was grinding on him on the dance floor earlier. You shut the door immediately. Running down the stairs as the Jungkook’s smile turned into a frown as he saw you. ‘’y/n what happened?’’ Jungkook asked worriedly, all you could do was look at him. Your heart broke into millions of small tiny little pieces. You smiled as the tears started to run down your cheek, Jungkook tried to comfort you with a hug. That didn’t work.

‘’Y/N!’’ Jin called out, Jungkook looked at you sympathetically as you looked at the top of the stairs. Jin. You managed to say the words ‘’Call me later please.’’ To Jungkook as you wiped one side of your tear stained face before you ran out of the party. Disappearing into the small walkway between Tae’s and someone else’s house. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Jin pacing back and forth in front of the house, he finally saw you as you stayed in your curled up position, he kneeled down next to you, ‘’y/n what’s wrong?’’ he asked, still oblivious to it.

You stood up, he did so as well. ‘’don’t you fucking look at me like you don’t know what’s wrong Jin. I just saw you making out with a girl.’’ He looked at you clueless as he tilted his head to the side, still no fucking clue what was happening. ‘’Jin I’m fucking in love with you. I have been for the past eight bloody fucking years!’’ you screamed, tears continuing to roll down your cheeks as he hugged you because he didn’t know how to respond.

‘’that fucking shit back there? With the ‘’oh you look amazing y/n’’ and the kiss before the party? That was my first fucking kiss Jin. I fucking thought that was real. you cried into his shoulder, he looked up at you holding your face in his hands as he leaned in to kiss you. You cried even more and hit him away, he looked shocked from when your hand hit his face. ‘’are you fucking kidding me?!” you yelled. Your emotional side getting the best of you as you saw Yoongi and Jungkook in the corner of your eye. ‘’Making out with a girl, watching me ball my eyes out in front of you and you’re trying to calm me down by kissing me?’’ you screamed, your voice getting louder as your heart ached even more, looking at Jin and feeling like an asshole but getting lost in the moment. ‘’in case you haven’t noticed Jin, you can’t calm me down by kissing me, having made out with someone right before and having kissed me before the party,  are you fucking kidding me?’’ more tears streaming down your cheek as you looked at him, being able to choke out the words ‘’I want to know where we stand Jin.’’ ‘’Y/n I-‘’ you scoffed before he even finished the sentence and walked away, Jungkook trying to grab your arm as you passed him.

You walked away crying, thinking of yourself as such an asshole. What would he think of you after this?

You walked back home, shivering as the wind took over your body. One of your neighbours giving you a concerned look as you smiled at her, trying to assure her you were okay.

You weren’t. obviously.

Pt2??

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Hi! My native language isn't english but I would like to take part in the team effort to reach 100 fics until the end of 2017 !! I would like some ideas if you could tell me some!

YES I AM HERE FOR THIShere are a bunch of fic ideas for dianetti i thought of- and i haven't even touched AU ideas yet. Pls write dianetti fic?? Let's use the hiatus period to bring the number of fics in the Rosa/Gina tag on AO3 to 100 okay These aren't the best ideas but i tried

Jake meets Rosa in the academy, and they become good friends. Gina decides to visit Jake at the academy to see if there're any hot people worth her time in his group. She finds one. It's Rosa.

Gina accidentally texts Amy for the first time, thinking that she's texting Rosa for the first time, because she got drunk. Amy tells Rosa about it, and Rosa's surprised because Gina didn't seem to know anyone existed apart from herself, so she confronts Gina about it.

Gina and Rosa get drunk, watch basketball, and then....

How Gina finds out that Rosa's into old movies AKA they watch movies together, and somewhere along the line Gina realizes there's a pattern to Rosa's suggestions. But it doesn't matter to Gina what they watch as long as Rosa's tipsy enough to drunkenly drape an arm around her shoulder or use her boob as a pillow. What? Rosa's hot, sue her.

Just like how they had a huge debate on which pie was better, what other petty things can you think of that Gina and Rosa disputed over which got so big most of the precinct got involved?

Someone calls Gina out for drinking Rosa's coffee/other food/drink item. This leads everyone to the realization that Gina is the only person that can/has ever gotten away with drinking/eating Rosa's food/drink.

After Rosa and Amy put in better security measures in Gina's apartment, Rosa teaches Gina how to use a gun so that she can protect herself. Except Gina's hella reckless and eventually Rosa has to wrap her arms around Gina's to guide her shooting. Oh wait, that was Gina's plan all along?

Babylon. Anything regarding it. The story of how Rosa told Gina about her secret bathroom? How Gina and Rosa decorated Babylon together? Did they go shopping together for weird crystals and scented candles and 3-ply toilet paper to make Babylon the sacred place it is today?

"Forget your ex with meaningless sex." How Gina offers this to Rosa every time a relationship of Rosa's goes to crap. How it gets harder and harder for Gina to offer said "meaningless" sex because over time it means something to her and it hurts even more each time to see Rosa get together with someone that isn't her after that, the only source of comfort being that they might break up and Rosa would yet again crawl into her bed over shared bottles of wine and lots and lots of tears that Gina secretly sheds but Rosa's too drunk to remember.

When Rosa finds out about Boyle and Gina hooking up, she gets grossed out. And also very jealous.

Gina wills Rosa a statue of two jaguars making love because she sees it as a representation of them; or what they could've been. Rosa finds this out when she asks Gina why the hell she left Rosa anything in her will in the first place.

"I was insulting her. You know, flirting."

Gina follows Rosa home after giving her the "Rosa's Gonna Make This Flu Her Bitch" care package, because despite her fear of getting infected by Rosa's germs she finds herself strangely overcome with worry. Rosa catches Gina following her home but she's too sick to stop her. Gina feeds Rosa sips of hot cocoa and bites of crackers (from the care package she made) and she even tucks Rosa in her bed so she can sleep. Gina ends up with the flu- but when Rosa returns the favor and takes care of Gina it's all worth it.

Gina and Rosa getting drunk together, because Amy's not the only one who becomes a bit of a pervert after a few drinks.

Gina and Rosa teaming up to achieve a common goal, and how they slowly realize they enjoy their little plans and talks and banter more than taking down whoever they're up against. Okay, maybe both alternatives are equally satisfying. But then sometimes when Gina's describing a ridiculous idea Rosa gets this strong urge to kiss her. Which she acts on.

Gina invites Rosa to go to Beyoncé's concert with her, since she has more than one ticket. "What? These tickets were my birthright, but we took Terry and Amy down together."

How Rosa deals with Gina being gone when Holt gets transferred to PR and Gina follows him; Because Babylon's just not the same without Gina, all those hours they spent hiding out there together, taking a break from being in the presence of losers- it all seems so far away and Rosa misses Gina a bit too much, the world seeming duller when Gina's not there to light up the room.

Rosa and Gina unconsciously spending the entire day of the funeral together, neither of them willing to admit how much they've missed each other.

Gina and Rosa dressing up in matching costumes for that Halloween prank they play on Charles. They may or may not end up going trick or treating together in said costumes after getting drunk on Halloween night.

Gina and Rosa facing off in an illegal dance competition in an abandoned subway tunnel.

Alternatively, Rosa wins an illegal motorcycle race in which Gina's love is the prize.

Rosa being very very worried about Gina during the hostage situation in the store, a bit too worried. Gina's not complaining though. "Hey Amy gave Jake a kiss for not getting killed in that store. Don't I get one too?"

When Rosa and the perp spend an hour "complaining" about Gina, Rosa realizes the dude's a little hung up on her. Rosa can't blame him, she has a little thing for Gina too. Who knew it took watching Gina slamming a few tables and her talking about Gina for an hour to realize it?

Gina and Rosa lock Amy in the back of her car for 47 minutes; 17 minutes longer than they actually needed to. What did they do during that time?

When Holt hires Gina to direct a video about their precinct starring himself and Rosa, Gina tells Rosa she has to sit on a wheelchair as if she's riding a horse. "This is weird. Stop telling me to spread my legs wider." "That's only because I know you can spread them wider, Rosie."

When Rosa starts dating Pimento, Gina gets a perfect view of the guy who temporarily takes over Jake's desk. She hopes that if she glares at him enough, he'll go away and stop dating Rosa like a jackass.

Gina runs away with a drugstore cashier on the night of Rosa's bachelorette party. She's tired of pretending to be happy about the love of her life marrying someone else, and sue her, but that drugstore cashier's a splitting image of Rosa.

Gina may or may not have spied on Rosa while she did yoga. "I can see you, Gina." "Good, I've been here for an hour- was starting to think you're a bad detective." "You've been standing there for two hours. And I'm a great detective." "Oops, busted. Why didn't you call me out earlier?" "I wanted to see how long my ass would keep you interested."

When Gina falls and supposedly knocks out her two front teeth, Rosa gets very worried. Too worried.

Gina and Jake help Pimento find his grandmother's earrings, except everything keeps going wrong and he sees it as a sign that Rosa and him aren't meant to be. Gina encourages this, because she doesn't want Rosa and Pimento to get married- oh wait sorry that's exactly what happened in canon.

Gina gets run over by a bus, and this devastates Rosa to no end. In which everyone realizes Rosa's in love with Gina before either of them do.

Rosa's desk faces Gina's head on. She stares at Gina more times in a day than she'd like to admit.