#'hi hello meet our kids Baby and Baby The Younger!'

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first day.

fluff‐parents au. ₊˚⊹ ᰔ preschool teacher!nanami. our little sunshines go to school ! for more info/context, read nanami's part in the masterlist :)

little sunshines au

nanami stands by the gates, observing and greeting everyone with a smooth 'good morning'. he's already making mental notes about each kid, their behavior during drop-off, and who their parents and siblings are.

there are lots of new faces, but most of these new alumni are related to kids he's already familiar with.

he sees the gojo sons walk in with matching 'Nemo' backpacks, and the youngest, with his red-rimmed eyes, clutches his brother's hand tightly.

a crier, he notes.

but before he can keep watching them, he feels a little one hug his legs with all their might.

"nanamin! meet my babies!"

with a small smile and raised brows, nanami crouches down to yuuji's height. he notices a boy and a girl who look incredibly alike, staring at him with curious eyes.

"hello." he waves at the twins before turning back to yuuji. "are they your cousins?"

"they're my babies!" little yuuji yells excitedly, running over to the kids and grabbing the girl's hand. "uncle 'kuna says I'm not their uncle! but I am! and-and cho–"

"good morning." megumi greets nanami politely, interrupting yuuji's rambling. he has a small girl holding his hand—his younger sister, nanami recalls as megumi pecks the top of her head. "my baby."

nanami can't help but let out a chuckle. "oh? you come with a baby of your own, too?"

the itadori twins can't keep their eyes off of the zenin toddler, the extroverted girl already showing them the glittery nail polish on her fingernails.

nanami faintly hears the geto twins chatting with tsumiki right outside their classroom while the gojo kids chat between themselves. and after realizing he has almost the entire preschool surrounding him, he rises back to his full height and offers them a gentle smile.

"why don't we put those backpacks away?"

and that's how nanami kento starts his day, with a small army of kids that look like baby ducks following after him.

ten minutes earlier.

GOJO FAMILY

"why is he cryin'?"

your five-year-old tilted his head in confusion while your youngest clung onto you desperately, his wails catching the other kids' attention and threatening to start a chorus of crying children.

"baby, mama promises you'll be veeeeery happy at school." you wiped his tears, smiling and ignoring the lump in your throat. "you're gonna make new friends, you're gonna play, eat yummy food. and when I come back, you'll tell me aaaall about it!"

you were met with a pout and baby blue eyes staring pleadingly at you. so you decided to try a different approach.

"let's make a deal." you grabbed his hands and pressed a soft kiss in his palms. "if you stay here and behave like the good boy you are, I promise to take you to the aquarium."

he perked up instantly, even with his little chest heaving with hiccups. "fishies?"

"yup, we can go see the fishies."

without a second thought, your son wiggled out of your grasp and walked away, only waving his little hand behind him as he joined his brother.

"buh-bye!"

ZENIN FAMILY

"daddy?" your daughter's eyes met your husband's in a classic puppy eyes look. "go with me?"

"no, princess." he brushed her soft hair, his voice surprisingly tender while he crouched down to her eye level. "daddy can't go with you."

she remained silent, playing with the fabric of his shirt between her little fingers as she seemed to be pondering what to do next. your husband braced himself for the tantrum that for sure would follow, something he learned to expect when she didn't get her way.

"okie. bye, daddy!"

his jaw dropped and he swears he could feel his heart break.

ITADORI FAMILY

"nanamin is the best teacher!" sukuna found it both impressive and irritating how yuuji could talk about everything and anything. even as he struggled to climb down the car and put his gigantic backpack on, he wouldn't stop talking. "we dwaw a lot, and we... and we, uhhh, we use cwayons. and we–"

"colors!"

your son yelled excitedly, his cheeky smile making him look like an exact mini version of sukuna.

"nami?" your daughter tried the name on her tongue while allowing you to guide her to the gates. her eyes watched yuuji rush to a man, and it clicked instantly. "nami..."

"someone has a crush already~" you murmured towards your husband, gushing over the interaction of your little girl and the kind teacher welcoming them.

but sukuna had already made up his mind.

"fuck no."

GETO FAMILY

"I don't want him to go to school."

your husband's sudden words made the three of you turn to look at him. each twin had their hand on yours while suguru had the baby attached to his chest thanks to the baby carrier.

"like, ever." suguru continued, patting the baby's tummy and smiling proudly. "I'll teach him everything he needs to know, and he'll be my pupil."

and at that moment, your son's face scrunched up in disgust, bursting into a crying fit five seconds later.

"I don't think he agrees."

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sticky, fernando a. - "you're getting up there in age fernando." he often heard, "isn't it time to settle down and have some kids?" the words made him grimace. he wasn't that old, forty-three was not old. but then again it seemed like thirty years old was expired milk for formula one driver's and fernando was the oldest active driver. hell, even his engineers were starting to look younger than him.

the back pain, the should aches, the noises his knees made when he got up too fast. maybe it was time to settle down, and while he had a lovely wife. maybe it wasn't a terrible idea to start a family. he already had his grid kids, the gaggle of young drivers who fernando was a mentor too. but the mentality started to change when he greeted him after a successful weekend in spain. draped in soft white, your curves on full display. and fernando realized that he had a new insatiable appetite. not for trophies, but to breed you.

there you were, in the hotel room for the weekend. in something lacy and white. complimented your skin tone perfectly. you looked like an angel. you were seated on the bed and fernando's eyes went wide for a moment at the sight of you. you simply giggled and crooked a finger to pull him in closer. he couldn't help himself. his aston martin jacket was taken off and tossed to the side as were his shoes before he approached you quickly. he could already feel the tightness in his jeans. he knew he was still running on the high of victory, but to see his darling, loving wife dressed in something so revealing. it really did a number on him. he licked his lips as he stood in front of you as you sat on the bed.

you giggled, "hello, honey."

he reached down and his thumb stroked your cheek as he held our jaw. he replied, "hello, my love. where did you get this? looks new."

you stuck out your bottom lip and shrugged nonchalantly, "the spanish grand prix is always special. i thought i'd make it more special for your victory." then smiled at him lovingly then sat up a little straighter to meet his lips when he went in for a heated kiss. you learned early on that fernando's kisses were addictive. the kind of addicting that you moaned when his lips sealed over yours.

he held your face as the two of you kissed. when he eventually broke away, he took off his t-shirt and you admired his body. he watched you licked your lips and then remarked, "like what you see, my love?" then put his hands on the leather belt around his waist. he gave you that winner's smile and you felt your core grow hotter.

you nodded and reached behind you to get your bra off. but fernando stopped you. you looked at him curiously, eyebrows raised as he then reached for your shoulders.

"only fair me for me undress you. it would be like someone else opening your christmas present." his hands trailed down your shoulders to your elbows and he took in the sight of you in lingerie once more before he reached behind you and unhooked the bra like magic. he was careful with it, even though he made enough money to buy you another pair.

you bought it for him, he should treat it with some respect. however, his heart stopped when you softly spoke as he toyed with your breasts.

"fernando... honey." you looked in his brown eyes and said, "let's make a baby tonight." and fernando was near lightheaded when all of the blood rushed to his cock.

he managed to compose himself and say in response, "of course." he then lightly chuckled, "only if our baby is as beautiful as you."

you out stretched your arms and replied, "and only if they are as cunning as you." then laughed when fernando got you pinned down to the bed. the kisses grew and your hands reached for his belt. it was stripped from him and chucked to the floor in the hopes it'll be found again in the morning.

you both panted heavily as he got his blue jeans off and then he cupped your face once more. by instinct you closed your eyes and he covered your mouth with his in another steamy kiss. you moaned against him as he rubbed his barely clothed cock up against the lace covering your pussy. both stripped down to the bare basics, but yet, you still held that certain angelic quality. you moaned when his hands trailed down your sides to reach the lace panties.

"as beautiful as they are, my love." he said with a softness in his tone, "they will look better on the floor." then you helped him get them off of you and on the floor. you did the same to the black and white briefs he wore. both naked and you yelped when he took you by the sides and got you on top of him. your knees planted on the soft bed and his cock up against your pussy. he eyed you, dark eyed filled with lust for only you. he said, "you always looked beautiful on top."

"flirt."

fernando smiled, "only for you, my love. can a man not flirt with his wife." his hands massaged your soft hips as you used his chest as support to sink down on his cock. you both tensed for a moment and when he finally relaxed he patted your behind lovingly, "always feel amazing."

you splayed your hands across his chest as you moved your hips against him. the feeling bloomed in your gut as you said to him, "patting my behind like a car?"

he chuckled, "no, no. you're a lot smoother than any ride i've ever had." he winked at you and you couldn't help but smile. his words cheeky and it was hard not to be endeared with his cock snug inside of you.

you raised and dropped your hips as a steady pace. you were making love to him, you were going to start your little family. you leaned in to kiss him on the lips as slowly you picked up momentum. you shuddered at the feeling, something about how erotic it all felt made you excited all over. especially in the pit of your stomach. nailed dragged across his chest, but not enough to hurt him. you panted heavily when the kiss broke. you held onto his shoulders for better support as you worked your hips against him.

fernando admired you as you moved against him. his breathing was heavy as the two of you fucked on the hotel bed. it was like a race in his blood. he massaged your hips as you moved against him. he let you have all the control. you were a partnership, equals. and he loved you deeper than the ocean. his commitment to you ran as deep as it could go. he married the love of his life.

"how is this for a smooth ride?" you asked with humour in your tone.

he chuckled and let go of your hips to place his hands behind his head, "mmm, better than anything i've been riding on the track. really gets my blood going." he chuckled lightly, but was quickly silence by another heated kiss.

fernando didn't think of you in terms of a car. it was just a little humour while you two fucked. always one for jokes that one. but, you did like that he enjoyed when you rode him more than he did driving that horrid car his team had at the moment.

the moans continued as did your thrusts against him. you took him beautifully and the pleasure moved through the both of you. your nails dug into his shoulders a little as your pace quickened. his cock almost slipped out of you when you raised your hips due to how soaked you were. the feeling made your husband groan as the pace continued.

the two of you moved against one another perfectly. his hands clasped your hips once more as the pleasure began to reach its peak. you both knew you weren't going to last much longer. he went in for another kiss and you pressed your chest against his.

he worked his cock up into you as you laid chest to chest. your hands in the covers under him for a better support as the two of you moved against one another. he held onto you tightly as fucked you feverishly. the feeling was intense, light a bright heat in his core. when the kiss broke, he admired your blissed out expression as you reached your climax.

you tensed up, you held onto the covers tighter. your back arched a little as fernando kept up the pace of fucking you. your noises were higher pitched, but sweeter than cherries. he kissed you once more as you climaxed before he wrapped both arms around your middle and fucked up into you while you lost the course of your movements.

he took over as he fucked into you. with a few more quick movements he finished inside of you with a heavy exhale. he shuddered before he stopped his movements and gives you a heated kiss. he held onto you tightly as a few more spurts of cum ended up inside of you. the two of you made out passionately and when you finally broke the kiss you were both exhausted.

your eyes went wide as you ended up on your back. even though your husband was worn out from one round, his hungry gaze remained on you. before you could say anything, he answered your question,

"if we are going to make a baby, my love... we'll need to go more than one round."

-

"he's obsessed with you." you remarked with your arms crossed. you weren't mad about it, but you knew that your son had a soft spot for his father. ever since he was born the rambunctious little tomás alonso.

fernando was getting ready for the race of the weekend, but your three year old wanted to be held by his father before he got in the car. your husband chuckled and swayed a little from side to side with the boy in his arms. he replied, "i cannot help it." it didn't help that the little boy was a spitting image of his father at that age.

you smiled a little and crossed the small distance between you two. you leaned in, careful of the boy in your husband's arms and kissed your husband on the lips. this was fernando's last season before retirement and you knew it would be a change for your husband. going from racing to retirement.

"bring home the trophy." you winked and he only smiled at you.

the changes would only grow because in your purse was ultrasound photos. while you hoped for a bit more of a gap between your first and second child, you were pregnant again and your baby would be due around the time fernando brought home his third and final world championship <3

[reallyromealone]

May I request an omega verse where kiribaku adopts omega son pls? thank you!

Adoption

Kirishima x Bakugo w/ child male reader

I gotchu, this took longer than expected ngl

Fluff, baby/toddler reader, male reader, alpha Bakugo, alpha kirishima, Omega reader

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑

Alpha/Alpha couples were more and more common these days, especially in the hero world "a kid?" Kirishima was curious as Bakugo shrugged "a brat would be nice, we have the space and our agency is thriving.." Bakugo said not making eye contact with his mate who looked at him with so much love "it's like you read my mind~" the Alpha said hugging the other who scoffed "whatever shitty hair"

Days turned to weeks and before they knew it they were at an orphanage where a bunch of kids were running around "welcome! The Kirishima-Bakugo family yes?" The orphanage headmaster asked curiously and the two nodded "yeah that's us!" Kirishima said happily and Bakugo grunted "wonderful, sign the sign in forms and if I could please see ID as confirmation?" The two handed over their IDs and the headmaster scanned them "excellent! Why don't I give you two a tour yes? And then you can meet the children?"

The building was nice, up to date and the children were healthy "so what age range are you looking for? Secondary gender?"

"We were hoping to just click with one and go from there" Bakugo let his mate do the talking as kids looked at them curiously "I see, well let's go to the play area and you can interact with the children"

Walking into the play area, kids were all over the place but one caught Bakugos attention, a small pup grabbed his pant leg "oh hello (name)" the headmaster smiled "he's one of the younger ones, only one and a half" they said and fixed the boys pants "he's a happy little Omega but isn't the most talkative but the other kids don't seem to mind" they explain as (name) raised his little arms to be held by Bakugo who lifted him "what ya want squirt?" He asked the babe who grabbed his nose with a smile.

Kirishima noticed the look in his mates eyes, the connection he instantly developed with the tiny pup who didn't even know he had the number three hero around his tiny little finger.

The three spent the day hanging with the little pup who showed him all the toys he liked to play with, having a red riot toy and a Mickey mouse toy seemingly running or robbing a bakery "very cool bud" kirishima said and (name) beamed at this.

The two made visits at any chance they could as the process started for the adoption, expedited thanks to their hero status and rank, the two already setting up a bedroom for the tyke.

"Yeah it's for you" Bakugo said as he handed the tot a scented Dynamite plush, to help get the little one familiar with their scents as parents which thankfully (name) was incredibly receptive to as he clung to both of them regularly.

"Thanks squirt" Bakugo said as they sat with the little one who handed the blond a toy slice of cake, the three gathered at a toy kitchen and (name) didn't seem to know exactly what he was doing but was having fun none the less "his belongings have been packed, he's ready when you guys are" the two heroes looked elated as kirishima lifted his /son/ high up, the tiny Omega squealing in delight at the action.

It was never easy saying goodbye, the headmaster knew this but they put a strong face as they bud their goodbyes to the tiny pup who mimicked the wave as his little head rested on bakugos shoulder.

They were always worried about (name) getting adopted, male omegas weren't the highest for adoptability not to mention the boy hasn't even developed a quirk yet, sadly many parents didn't want a quirkless child...

(Name) held onto the plush of his dad as he was set down in the apartment, the little Omega inspecting things and waddling around and making little sounds as he sniffed his little nose, clearly happy to be around the two alphas scents-- recognizing that they are his dad's. "Wanna see your room?" Kirishima gently took (name)s tiny hand and led him to his new room, (name) made noises as he looked around and turned to his dads who looked at him fondly "yeah it's yours shorty" Bakugo said, a sense of calm washing over him as they watched the babe look around...before dragging a throw blanket to a corner and ditching it.

The two alphas were confused as little (name) took random soft things and put them in the corner and just stared at it before looking at his dad's happily as if he just did something incredible "is that...?" "A nest? I think so" the two were incredibly proud of their pup and snapped a few pictures of this, kirishima on the verge of tears at how precious it was.

(Name) felt like that last piece of the puzzle as followed his dad's around happily.

They just worried how he would handle all his aunt's and uncles.

[cursingtoji]

“You’re late” a 12 year old Megumi states jogging in your direction after spotting you and his dad.

“Yeah thanks to your highness over here” Toji nudges you.

“Sorry baby,” you kiss Megumi on the cheek “I miss-placed my wedding ring when I was gardening and took me half an hour to find it.”

“Couldn’t you come without it?”

“That’s what I told your father” you give Toji a ‘see?’ look.

“Absolutely not, especially not here” your husband place his hand possessively around your waist.

“What does tha— never mind, I’m taking you guys to my classroom” Megumi leads the way.

On this day his school was holding an event for parents and family to visit and see some of the work the kids have been doing giving the parents an opportunity to speak to the teachers and discuss their children performance.

So obnoxious Toji thinks, it’s all an attempt to raise money anyways, the kids are young and are not doing anything super risky so this was basically a PTA meeting.

“Honey?” you call Toji that replies with a low hum “Since we are here, what do you think about checking Mai and Maki? You know, see if they need anything” you suggest knowing the twins don’t have an easy time around their family.

“You know where your cousins might be, kid?” he asks Megumi that points across the fields, “Will you be okay?” Toji asks, since you’re not a sorcerer he gets tense about bringing you to such places considering his own past against the jujutsu world.

“Of course, ‘Gumi will stay with me” you rub your kid’s back.

Megumi takes you to a classroom where a couple of parents are sitting and a tall white haired man leans on a desk answering questions.

“That’s Gojo-sensei.”

“Figured” you heard about Megumi’s teacher from him and also Toji, “I thought he was younger, your dad always call him six eye brat” you whisper to Megumi.

“He calls everyone kid and brat, mom” you giggle along Megumi.

His sensei says goodbye to the last couple and welcomes you.

“Ah the Fushiguro matriarch!” he stands hovering over you, “You came by yourself?”

“Hello, Mr. Gojo, thanks for taking care of my boy” you ruffle Megumi’s hair and he rolls his eyes, “My husband is checking on something, so I guess it’s only the three of us for now.”

Gojo smiles and proceeds to go through a bit of what Megumi had been working on the past months and how he progressed. You listen carefully and Megumi is actually surprised about how maturely Gojo is leading this conversation.

After a few minutes you spot Maki crossing the hallway.

“Will you excuse me for a second?” you ask Gojo and he nods as you raise and run to catch Maki.

“Sorry, my mom worries about them” Megumi justifies.

Gojo raisers one side of his blindfold to peek at you delicately running through the hallway to meet Maki.

“Megumi, let me ask something” he says seriously, “Can your dad still fight?”

Megumi blinks twice wondering if he heard the question correctly then follows his sensei’s gaze to his mother who is now holding Maki’s face looking for any signs of mistreatment.

For a second Megumi considers saying yes just so his sensei leaves his mother alone, but after a second he thinks both Gojo and his dad could use some beating.

“Find out for yourself.”

“Got a text from Megumi’s sensei” you say hopping on the bed later that night.

“The six eye brat?”

“Yeah, he insisted for me to have his number in case of an emergency.”

“Let me see it” Toji asks and you handle him your phone.

It was a pleasure to meet you Ms. Fushiguro, I hope our paths cross again.

— Satoru.

Ms. Fushiguro? Toji side-eyes the ring at your left hand that hasn’t come out since he helped you find it that morning. Maybe he should get you a bigger one. Or maybe he should have a talk with six eye brat.

[phopollo]

Tell us about the other characters in Rusty and GB's photos!

TEEHEE IM SO GLSD YOU ASKED (this is going to be a long post)

Also just for anyone who's curious about the mentioned photos becsuse you may have missed the post, fear not, you can just check it out right here 👍

So!! Let's start with Rusty's photo! I think it's pretty clear thst we've got Rusty in the center there, little baby man style, just a little guy-- but of course, he's not the only one there-- so let's talk about Rusty's little parental polycule!

To his left is Momma!

A bit younger than she's appearing in the actual rest of the story, but there she is! Momma is pretty much the same as the musical version-- previous world champion racer, retired in her old age, etc etc

Above Rusty though, is Poppa! That's right, I say both Momma and Poppa rights for Rusty

Poppa is a steam engine switcher like Rusty. He ran a few races back in his younger days, but he never really won any-- and while he's about the age that he really probably should be retiring, he's still working hard!

And then to Rusty's right is Memphis!

Alternatively, the original Belle! I've decided to use just Memphis, since there 2024 Belle already, and I wasn't planning any connection between them, so making them Jr/Sr just didn't feel right. Memphis has a roughly similar story to her canon one as well! She's an old sleeping car who used to race with Momma, and was even her coach for many of Momma's years as champion!

It may not be as obvious because he calls her by name, but Memphis is absolutely also one of Rusty's parents! Unfortunately, they as a family got separated when Poppa and Memphis got assigned to another station/train yard when Rusty was younger-- it's been maybe a whole decade at this point. Rusty will always volunteer to bring something to the other station when they send requests for help though, just for the opportunity to see his other two parents

So then! Now let's talk about Greaseball's family photo!

In case it wasn't entirely clear, because I used the like.... draft version of her wig; on the left is Junior!

This one's our little baby girlball! She is not having a good time :(

On the right is Virtuoso!

Lowkey, kinda just made him up, because Greaseball strikes me as having really complicated family relationships. They're kind of age gap siblings, they never really had anything in common aside from their father's racing desires for them, and admittedly, in what turned out to be a golden child/black sheep situation, Virtuoso was very much the black sheep. He is very much what I'd consider as a "season 2" kind of character-- one mentioned a couple times or that you visually see the photo of some time during season 1 (shortly before the events of the musical through Rusty becoming the champion), but you wouldn't actually hear about or meet him until season 2

And then finally, in the middle, we've got Senior

Everyone say hello Greaseball Senior, who's inspiration came from the very first iteration of Greaseball. He sustained a pretty serious injury pretty early on in his racing career, leaving him unable to get up to speeds to keep up with those around him. And while he could still work, he wasn't satisfied with that-- as a result, he ended uo pushiny his dreams and aspirations of racing on his kids pretty hard

As I mentioned earlier, the family dynamic and relationships are kind of.... rocky, to put it politely. Virtuoso is completely out of the picture at this point, and I definitely wouldn't say Jr and Sr get along. Jr will go out of her way to avoid him, but Sr keeps going out of his way to track her down because of the vicarious glory of being her, the current reigning world champion's, dad. Admittedly, Jr's view of family and what family is supposed to be is a little messed up because of all of this

[adharastarlight]

Tis The Season

Four: Mail

Jegulus, where Regulus lives with Sirius and Sirius is... alluded to being the boss of some shady shit and James is a bodyguard. Idk it was late and I was sleep deprived

Regulus never got letters, which is why it was so odd that for the past few days he’d practically run to the letter box and retreat into his room. It was even odder that Sirius could hear him giggling from his office. He’d never actually seen what happened, he’d only heard it from the first room next to the front door. But today? Today, he stood in their kitchen and stared at the door, trying to figure out what magic it now possessed.

At exactly ten twenty five, Sirius heard Regulus’ alarm go off. At exactly ten thirty, Reg walked out of his room, stifling a yawn and went over to the door. At exactly ten thirty two a letter fell through the slot into his waiting hands. It had been the same for almost a week.

“Reggie?”

The younger brother froze where he stood for a second before turning to face him. Sirius usually had a meeting at ten fifteen which lasted until eleven. “Good morning, don’t you have a meeting?”

Sirius held up his phone, the screen showing he was indeed on a call, but muted. He tapped his ear where he had his headphone and smiled, “I’ll know if they need me, it’s the same boring drivel.”

“You’re the boss, why do you even need to be in all of the meetings?”

“I’m a hands-on boss. What’s the letter?”

“It’s nothing.” He shifted the weight of the paper between his hands slightly and forced a convincing smile, “do you want to order in tonight?”

“You never get mail.”

Regulus shrugged, “well I wouldn’t know what it was unless I’d opened it, hm?”

“Oh, right of course. But our mailman does his deliveries at eight and no one else has access to the foyer. Unless you’ve given them the code?”

“I’m not an idiot, Sirius, besides, plenty of people have the code.”

“People who work for me.”

“You are indeed the boss.” He shifted his weight again and rubbed at his eyes, feigning more exhaustion than he was experiencing. “Can I go back to bed now?”

Sirius narrowed his eyes at him, “is there a security breach, Reggie?”

“What? No!”

“You can’t trust everyone, you know?”

The younger scoffed and moved to walk past him but he was stopped in his tracks by his brother stepping practically into him. He glowered at him, “move.”

“This is serious.”

Reg rolled his eyes, “no, that’s you. Now budge.”

“You might like them, Reggie, but it’s not safe for anyone to have that code other than the people I directly give it to.”

“Yes, yes, I know. I know all about the bloody business. No need to remind me. I’m perfectly safe. I don’t even open the bloody door.”

The older brother straightened up, “Regulus.”

He groaned and lifted his tee slightly to show the gun resting in the elastic of his shorts, “happy?”

Sirius stared at him for a moment, “where did you-”

“Oh please. Did you think I thought you were the CEO of a tech company? I’m twenty-three, Siri, I’m not naive. You could keep me locked in this apartment forever and all it would show me was the ways out.”

“I told you not to… it’s not safe, Regulus!”

“Well, I’ve not died yet. You might as well train me, I’ll be joining the others anyway.”

“Don’t be absurd, and don’t change the subject. Who did you give the code to?”

Regulus just smiled, “I didn’t.”

“Then-”

“You did. They’re on your payroll.”

“Everyone on my payroll is in the meetin-” he broke off and stared at the letter, then at his brother’s face, at the door, back at his phone. He hung up without a word and called a different number. “My baby brother? Are you kidding me, James?”

“Hello to you too.”

Sirius cursed under his breath and Reg was mildly worried he’d snap his phone in half, “did you tell him?”

“No, of course I didn’t. He’s not an idiot. He’s known for years.”

“He’s- you’ve known for years?!”

Regulus shrugged and smiled again, “most of your plans would have failed.”

“You messed with my plans?”

“I fixed them.”

He glared at him somehow more but turned his attention back to James, “I told you to guard the fucking perimeter not drop off love letters.”

“You can’t assign me as the bodyguard to someone so beautiful and expect me to just be fine.”

“I will kill you.”

James scoffed and the brother’s heard the door to the foyer open. Reg felt his cheeks heat and he quickly ducked into his bedroom to change, “no, you won’t. I’ve kept him safe for years.”

“Whilst what? Flirting with him?!”

“Sure… flirting… yep. Anyway, I'm almost there, one second.” He hung up the phone and there was a very smug sounding knock on the door. You might be wondering how someone could make a knock sound smug but if anyone could, it would be James Fucking Potter.

Sirius typed in the code to unlock the door and flung it open with a dramatic huff, “you’re dead, Potter.”

“You’ve said. Where is he?”

“I hate you. I’m the bloody boss and-”

Regulus walked out of his room in a hoodie Sirius distinctly remembers not buying, “hey, mon amour. Sirius, breathe. I mean, this is really your own fault. If you’re going to lock me in here and the only man I’d have access to is this fucking hot? Your own fault.”

“I-”

“Careful, mate, you’ll catch flies if you keep gaping like that. Hi, sweetheart, c’mere.”

He smiled and walked over just slow enough that it could be considered walking before jumping up and giggling when he was caught by the brunette. He wrapped his legs around his waist and knocked their foreheads together, “hi.”

Sirius was staring at them again, his mouth still agape, “you- he- you’re… you’re dating?”

“What did you think it was?”

“I don’t know! A secret admirer thing! How did you two even-”

James smiled, “when you go out on business, I mean, really he’s far safer with me in the apartment than me just strolling around outside.”

“And I’m much safer going out with him than sneaking out alone.”

The older brother threw his hands up in defeat and walked back into his office, holding out a gun to Reg, “come on then, we better get started on that training. And get rid of that piece of shit, you need a proper gun now.”

[layce2015]

Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader)

Ghostfacers

Masterlist

(A/N: So the way this episode is gonna be written is gonna be different. I forgot about this episode and when I watched it the other night I was like 'well, crap! How am I gonna do this?' So it's gonna be a mix of how my book is normally written but when the characters are 'speaking to the camera' it's gonna be written like how a play is written. But when Harry and Ed speak to the camera or voice over, Ed is in italics and Harry's in bold. Hopefully that makes sense.)

Hello. I am Harry Spangler

And I am Ed Zeddmore. Now if you have received this tape, you must be some sort of bigwig network executive. Well, today is your lucky day, mister.

Because the unsolicited pilot you are about to watch is the bold new future of "reality TV."

Mmmm. We know you've had it hard during the crippling writer's strike.

Lazy fat cats.

Who needs writers when you've got guys like us? Our team faced horrible horrors to bring you the footage that will change your world forever. So strap in for the scariest hour in the history of television.

In the history of your life...

Strap in for...

Ghostfacers! 

Harry and Ed exit an AMC Gremlin with Wisconsin license plate, each carrying a metal briefcase with a "Ghostfacers" sticker.

You know, it can get kind of hard balancing our daytime careers with our nighttime missions.

Yeah, but Ed and I pretty much call the shots at the Kinko's where we work, so we can usually pretty much get off by six every night?

Yeah, six o'clock. It used to be just, you know, you and I taking on the cases -- just Harry and me.

Two lone wolves.

And two lone wolves need, uh...other wolves.

PHASE 1: THE HOMEWORK

"Morning, 'facers." Ed greets the gang as he and Harry enter the Ghostfacers office. "Good morning, Ghostfacers." Harry greets. "It's seven p.m., dude." Spruce, one of their teammates, informs. "It's morning to a Ghostfacer. Corbett, what do we got, buddy?" Harry asked the younger man.

"Oh, I'm just putting up some of the --" Corbett stammers before Ed speaks up. "Yeah, this has got to go up here. That's got to go here...got to see the whole field. Markers, eraser -- good job." He said as he looks over the board.

Corbett: I first saw Ed putting up flyers down at the -- the outlet mall in Scogan, so I-I read one, and I thought to myself, "huh. Where do ghosts come from?" And now here I am.

"Ed, your sister's abusing staff." Harry groaned as Maggie rolls her eyes at him while she sat in front of the computer. "That's adopted sister, thank you very much." Ed corrected him.

Maggie: Ed has been obsessed with the supernatural since we were kids, you know, and then he meets Harry at computer camp...and love at first geek.

Spruce: Spruce here. What up, playaaa? I am 15/16 Jew, 1/16 Cherokee. My grandfather is a mohel, my great-grandfather was a tallis maker, and my great-great-grandfather was a degenerate gambler and had a peyote addiction.

"Okay, people. Let's cut the chatter and get on a mission. Okay? Morton house...one of our big fish. All right, we all know the legend. Every four years, supposedly, this becomes the most haunted place in America." Ed explained to the team. "The leap year ghost, some call it. The ghost returns at midnight just as February 29th begins." Harry adds.

"And no one has ever stayed the night, right?" Maggie asked. "Yeah, well, every testimony that we dug up, every eyewitness has cut and run well before midnight." Harry tells her. "Well, that's all about to change, baby." Ed said, cockily. "Absolutely true, Ed. Absolutely true." Harry said as Ed drinks his cup of coffee then hums approvingly.

"Mmm. That's good." he compliments as he looks over F Corbett. "It's French vanilla, 'cause the other day, you said how much you liked it, so..." Corbett said, bashful, and Ed nods. "Thank you." He said. "You are welcome." Corbett said, awkwardly.

I like Corbett. I do. Shows up early, does his job, lot of good hustle out -- I think he's got the hots for Ed, and that could spell trouble for the whole team.

Corbett: Ed's kind of the more rugged, with that really golden...beautiful sort of beard. Definitely nice. Uh, and Harry's nice.

"29th is this Friday, facers. We want this mission, we got to move on it now, or guess what -- He's gone for another four years." Ed tells the team when there was a sudden loud noise. Ed's whiteboard crashes to the ground, caused by the garage door it was attached to opening up.

"Oh, watch out!"

"Who is that?"

"Dad! Come on!" Ed yells as his dad tries to pull in the garage and looks around in confusion. "Just cut the cameras. We don't need that. We don't need this part. We don't --" Harry tells Spruce before he turns the camera off.

PHASE II: INFILTRATION

"Stay low. Follow formation." Ed tells the team as they walk up to the chain linked fence at the Morton house. "Okay, as suspected. A lot of people have tried to break into the Morton house. The local authorities have just gotten fed up." Ed explained to them. "Looks like the cops have got this place pretty well fenced off." Harry said as he begins to pull out the wire cutters.

"Wait. Didn't you guys get, like, a permit or something?" Maggie asked them, making Ed and Harry look at her. "A permit?" Harry said, confused, then he and Ed share a look. "That's a good idea for next time." said Harry and Ed nods. "Yeah." He said and they start to cut the chain when Spruce shouts. "Car!"

"Car. shh, shh! Flashlights off." Harry tells the others and the team turns their flashlights off. "Keep totally still." Maggie whispers as the loud rumble of a car engine approaching, along with a radio playing "We're an American Band."

The car pulls up and they could see three people inside of it. The passenger and backseat driver stick their head out and pull out their flashlights. They shined them towards the Morton House for a few moments before they drive away.

"It's okay. Not cops -- just hicks." Spruce informed him friend as Ed opens the gate with the wire cutters. "Ed's got it." Harry said and everyone gets up. "Guys, let's go! Let's go! Let's go! Go! go!" Harry said and they start to make their way to the house.

"Hear that, people? Let's keep it quiet." Ed tells the team as they make their way deeper into house after they make it inside of the buildings. "There's the kitchen sink." Harry tells Ed. "Copy that. Copy that." Ed said as they make it to the living room area. "All right, everybody. Ghostfacers, let's line up. Everybody. We'll set up camp right here. This is command center one." Ed said and everyone sets down the equipment on the floor. "We're gonna call this the Eagle's Nest." Harry said and everyone starts setting up equipment.  

"Hallway cam one up and running." Corbett said after he sets up the camera in one of the hallways. "Looking good, Corbett." Ed compliments from the main base, through the walkie. "Copy that, Ed." Corbett said, smiling, while Ed seemed baffled. "Uh...uh, you're welcome." He stammers.

'All right, Spruce, how are we doing there, buddy?" Ed asked Spruce through his walkie. "Checking basement camera two, mein fuhrer." Spruce replied. "Maggie, I got no visual on you, Maggie." Ed said. "This is Maggie. Do you copy?" Maggie's voice asked through the walkie. "There you are. Hello. Harry, are you alive?" Ed said. "Upstairs, Ed. Camera one." Harry replied.

"Looking good. I can smell syndication. All right, fellas. Let's regroup at the Eagle's Nest." Ed said to the others.

Morton House

10:40PM

Base Camp

"All right, Spangler. Battery check, battery check. Check. Okay." Harry said as they check their equipment. "Check. Check. Yo, Corbett, dude." Spruce said as he looks through the camera and at Corbett, who has a flashlight strapped to his head. "Lookin' good, Corbett." Harry said.

"You're Robocop." Spruce said to Corbett. "R-robocop? You think I -- you think I look like Robocop?" Corbett asked but before Spruce could reply, Ed speaks up. "Everybody, bring it in. Bring it in." Ed said and everyone gather up in a circle..

"We've all been here before. Standard walk-through. Team one, west. Team two, east. Spin the tires, light the fires. Ghostfacers on three. 1, 2, 3..." Ed said then all of them shout. "Ghostfacers!"

PHASE III: FACE TIME

Morton House

10:51 PM

1st Floor

"Hello! I'm speaking to the restless spirits of the Morton house!" Ed calls out as he and Corbett walk around the first floor. "Okay." Corbett mutters as they continue on. "Hello! My name's Ed." Ed shouts then he turns to Corbett. "Careful. Watch my back." He said to him. "Okay. Okay." Corbett said.

"What's your name?" Ed calls out as he looks at his EMF meter. ".3, .29." he reads out. "Is there an entity or entities here with us now? Can you give us a sign of your presence?" Corbett asked, quickly, without taking a breath. "You got to breathe, buddy." Ed tries to calm him.

"I can't breathe." Corbett said, slightly panicked. "Corbett, night vision." Ed tells him and Corbett nods. "Okay. Okay. Yeah." He whispers as he flips the night vision on the camera. "Calm down, buddy. Breathe, all right? Calm the whirlwinds of your mind." Ed tells him, calmly.

2nd Floor

"We're doing a basic EMF, EVP, temp-flux sweep. Looks like we've got all of our ducks in a row here." Harry said as he, Spruce and Maggie walk down the hall. But then there was camera interference on Spruce's camera just as the EMF makes a noise.

"What?" Harry said, shocked. "I don't know. It's weird." Spruce said but then it quit. "It's gone." He said then they come up to a door. 'All right. Get this. Get this." Harry said and he tries unsuccessfully to kick in the door.

"Turn the knob." Spruce tells him. "All right...that's a good idea." Harry said and he opens door then jumps back and runs away. "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" He exclaims, fearfully. "It's just a rat, dude." Spruce said, unfazed.

I don't really like rats. They're gross. Rats are like the... rats of the world.

"What -- was that an apparition? Was that a spectral -- was that a .4? What do we got, 'cause the EMP was just off the --" Harry asked as he comes back but then Spruce throws a dead rat at him. "Oh, God! Oh, that is so not funny, Spruce!" Harry screams as Spruce chuckles.

1st Floor 

"Oh, God. Okay, it was just...I think it was just this branch...Okay...in the window." Corbett said, shakily.. "This is spooky, man. This place..." Ed started to say when they were confronted by three figures, approaching them with flashlights. "Freeze! police officers! don't move!" A male voice shouts. "Oh no!" Corbett exclaims. "All right. All right. All right. Take it easy, take it easy." A different male voice assures them as Ed and Corbett start to freak out.

"Let's see some identification. Come on. Let's see some i.d." a female voice demanded as Corbet hands in his ID. "What -- are we under -- under arrest?" He asked, fearfully, as Ed said. "We are unarmed."

"Want to explain that weirdo outfit, Mr., uh, Corbett?" the man asked as he looks at the ID but Ed stops and realized that these three people looked familiar. "I know you." Ed said and the first man, Dean, looks up at him. "Yeah, sure you do. Give me some identification." Dean demands but Ed shakes his head. "Yeah, ho-- whoa, hold on a second." He said as he looks between the three people, shining his flashlight at them.

"I know all three of you. Yeah." said Ed as he looks between Dean, Sam and (y/n). "What?" Corbett said, confused, as Ed nodded while (y/n)'s eyes widen in recognition. "Holy sh--!" She said and Dean looks over at her. "What?" Dean asked as Sam's eyes widen in recognition too. "Sh--!" Sam mutters as (y/n) turns to Dean.

"Uh, West Texas...the...the tulpa we had to take out. Those two goofballs that almost got us killed...The hellhounds or something?" She said and Dean looks over at Ed. "F--- me." Dean grumbles. "Yeah, we're not hellhounds anymore, okay? It didn't test that well." Ed snapped at them.

"Ed, what's going on?" Corbett asked Ed. "They're not cops, buddy -- no, not at all." Ed tells him. "Ed, you had a partner, too, didn't you -- A different guy?" Dean asked him. "Oh, yeah, yeah." Ed replied. "Is he around here somewhere?" Dean asked him. "He's running around, chasing ghosts." Ed replied. "Okay, well, listen, you and Rambo need to get your girlfriends and get out of here." Dean tells them and Ed gets annoyed.

"All right. Listen here, chisel chest, okay? We were here first. We've already set up base camp. We beat you." he said then Dean turns to Sam and (y/n). "They were here first." He said to them as Ed nods. But then Dean grabs Ed and pushes him up against the wall. "Oh, God." Ed exclaimed.

"Ed..." Dean said in a low voice. "Yeah?" Ed said, unsure. "...where's your partner?" Dean asked again.

​​​2nd Floor

"10.6. 10.7, guys. The EMF is really spiking here." Harry said as he and his team walk down the hall. "Temperature's down, like, 11 degrees." Maggie informs as she holds the thermometer. "All right, all right, keep your eyes peeled. This could be it." Harry said then he turns to Maggie. "Maggie, can I get a reading in here, please?" He asked when Spruce noticed the camera interference. "Something keeps messing with the chip. I don't know what's going on here." Spruce said as there was more interference, then suddenly a man in 50s-style suit and hat appears.

"Guys. Guys. Guys." he shouts and Maggie and Harry turn and see an apparition of the man. "Look buddy, I'm sorry. That's it. I'm telling you, that's all the money I --" the apparition said until gunshots ring out and the apparition of the man falls and disappears, making the three Ghostfacers jump.

​​​1st Floor

"What are you doing in the Morton House, Ed - on leap year -- what are you thinking?" Dean asked Ed, angrily. "We're here to spend the night, okay? It's for our TV show." Ed replied. "What? Great. Perfect." Sam grumbles. "Yeah, nobody's ever spent the night before." Corbett said and the three hunters turn to them. "Uh, actually, yeah, they have." (Y/n) said. "Uh, we've never heard of them." Ed said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yeah, you know why? 'Cause the ones that have haven't lived to talk about it!" (y/n) said to them, loudly. "Oh, come on, I don't believe you." Ed said, exasperated. "Look -- missing-persons reports going back almost a half century. John Graham stayed on a dare -- gone. Julie Wilkerson -- gone. There are tons more. All of them came to just stay the night through, always on a leap year. The only body they ever found was the last owner, Freeman Daggett." Sam explained to them as he shows the reports to Ed and Corbett.

"These look legit." Ed said, shocked. "They are legit." (y/n) said, annoyed. "Look, Ed, we ain't got much time here, buddy. Starting at midnight, your friends are going to die." Sam said when Harry, Maggie, and Spruce run down the stairs and into the living room.

"Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Guys! Guys! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! We got one! Corbett! Corbett, we saw one! We saw one!" Harry shouts to Ed and Corbett, frantically. "Get outta here!" Ed said, amazed. "It was a full apparition! It was like a class four. It was a spectral illumination! It..." Harry said before Maggie speaks up. "It was amazing!" she said then Harry noticed Dean, Sam and (y/n).

"Hey, aren't those the a------s from Texas?" Harry asked. "Yes." replied Ed. "All right, let's have this reunion across the street, guys." Dean tells them.

"Crap. What are you guys doing here?" Harry asked as Sam, Dean and (y/n) try to usher them out of the building. "Come on, come on. We'll get you ice cream -- our treat. What do you say? Let's go." (Y/n) said but Harry stands his ground. "Yeah, I say no." He said and Maggie goes over to Ed.

'Look at this. Look, look. Ed, Ed. No. No. Look at this. Okay, honest-to-god proof, all right?" Maggie said as she shows the group their footage on the laptop. "Are you kidding me?" Ed said, shocked. "Yeah. No, not kidding." Harry said, smiling.

"What kind of reading did we get?" Spruce asked. "Uh, it was a 10.9." Harry replied. "10.9?" Ed said, shocked. "Yeah, it was 10.9. It was almost 11. I came out, and I was like, 'what's going on?' And I was like -- wait, watch this. Oh! He got blasted. It was crazy." Harry exclaimed while Sam, Dean and (y/n) walk away from the group and talk amongst themselves.

Spruce follows them, still recording them on his camera.

"Think we were off on this? I mean, that was just a death echo." Sam said. "Yeah, but what's it doing here? Did anybody get shot here?" Dean asked his brother and girlfriend. "No, not that Sam and I could find." she replied as Sam shakes his head.

"What's a death echo?" Spruce asked and the trio look over at him. "Look, we got a problem here. That ghost ain't it." Sam said. "Yeah, that's real. Like, that happened." Harry said, pointing at the laptop. "What's a death echo?" Spruce asked again. "Echoes are trapped in a loop, okay? They keep replaying how they died over and over and over again, usually in the place where they were ganked. It's about as dangerous as a scary movie." Dean replied.

"So maybe the echo's not dangerous, but maybe something else is." (y/n) said and Dean turns back to her and Sam. "You're right." he mutters then he turns to the Ghostfacers. 

"All right, we need to get out of here, guys. Come on. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. Pack it up." Dean shouts. "Guys, time is running out!" Sam said as the trio go to try and move them out. "We're moving!" (Y/n) shouts.

"What about all of our equipment? What are we gonna..." Maggie asked but the trio usher them out of the room. "Lots of fun. Let's go." Dean orders while Harry talks over him. "We got more material. We got all kinds of stuff. We'll make you guys recurring guest stars." He said but Ed looks around and shouts. "Wait! Wait! Where's Corbett?"

2nd Floor

"I wish to communicate with the restless spirits here." Corbett said as he stands in a room by himself. Then there was camera interference. "Uh, lights out? Oh, I think I got night vision here." Corbett mutters and he switches to night vision. "That's better." He said as he points the camera to himself, not realizing a tall figure standing behind him.

Living Room

"No man left behind." Ed said when they hear an anguished scream in the distance. "That was Corbett." Harry and Ed said then they run up the stairs while Dean, Sam and (y/n) protest. "We'll get him! Go back!" Dean shouts. "Guys!" Sam shouts. "Damn it!" (Y/n) growls in anger.

2nd Floor

"No! where are you, dude? Tell us where you are! Corbett!" Ed shouts as they run. "Let me go! Guys!" Corbett shouts but they couldn't find him at all, just hear him. "Corbett, you need to come back, Corbett." Ed shouts then they hear Corbett screaming. "Hey! Hey! Hey! Come on." Dean said to Ed, stopping him from going anywhere as they hear Corbett's screams continue, fading away.

"Corbett's...He's not here. Let's go. Let's go." Sam encourages the Ghostfacers but Harry shakes his head. "No. No. No. No, that was Corbett. Didn't you hear that?" Harry asked while Dean, Sam and (y/n) usher the others back to the living room. But the clock had already midnight.

"Oh, god, what's happened? Oh, god. He's gone. He just disappeared." Ed mutters, devastated. "Okay, let's just go through all the angles. Let's go through all the cameras we have." Harry said while Sam, Dean and (y/n) walk off to the side.

"Well, it's 12:04, boys." (Y/n) said and Sam sighs then turns to Dean. "You good? You happy?" he asked him. "Yeah, I am happy." Dean said, sarcastically. "Let's go hunt the Morton house, you said, it's our Grand Canyon." Sam mocks. "Sam, I don't want to hear this." Dean growls.

"You got two months left, Dean. Instead, we're gonna die tonight." (Y/n) said, annoyed, as Sam picks up a chair and smashes it against the sealed front door. "Whoa! what the hell is going on, guys?" Spruce asked and the trio turn to him. 

"I'll tell you what's going on. Every door, every window, I'm guessing every exit out of this house -- they're all sealed." Sam replied. "But w-why are they sealed?" Maggie asked, scared. "It's a supernatural lockdown, okay? Whatever took Corbett doesn't want us to leave, and it's no death echo. This is a bad mother, and it wants us scared." (Y/n) explained. "Or it just wants us." Maggie said when the sound of the EMF detector goes off.

"Uh, guys, the camera's fritzing again." Spruce said as there was interference on his camera. "Whoa. Whoa. Guys, the EMF's starting to spike. This is a big one!" Ed said as Harry and Maggie walked to the middle of the room, both of them secretly holding hands

"Everybody, stay close. There's something coming." Sam said when another apparition appears. "Woah!" the Ghostfacers shout. "Is this the same echo you guys saw earlier?" Dean asked Harry. "No, it's a different guy." Harry replied and Dean looks over at Sam and (y/n).

"Multiple echoes? What the hell's going on?" he asked them. 'Beats me." Sam said as (y/n) shrugs. "Okay. All right. All right. All right." Dean said then he goes up to the apparition and starts to yell at it. "Uh, hey, buddy! Hey. Hey. Wake up. You're dead! Hello!"

"What's he doing? What's he doing?" Harry asked Sam and (y/n) as Dean continues to shout at the apparition. "It's rare, but sometimes you can shock an echo out of its loop if you can talk to the part of the ghost that's still human, but usually you have to have some kind of connection to the deceased." (Y/n) explains while Dean shouts.  Come on! Wake up! Be dead!"

The apparition flickers and turns around as everyone hears a noise. 'You guys hear that?" Harry asked. "What's that sound?" Ed asked as Dean shouts.  Snap out of it, buddy, huh? Come on, what are you waiting for? You're gonzo! You're dead!" 

A bright light shines on the apparition and the sound of a car horn approaching. The apparition flies backwards, as if hit by an invisible vehicle. "Where the hell did it go?" Harry asked as everyone looks around, confused.

The group follow Sam, Dean and (y/n) down the hallway of the 2nd floor. "Dude, there's no records of any of this here. No one got shot here. Obviously, no one got run over by a freaking train." Dean grumbles to Sam and (y/n). "Stay close." Sam said to the others as they walk on.

"Did the echoes take Corbett?" Maggie asked them. "Yes. No. I don't know. We don't know what's doing what here; that's what we're trying to figure out, okay?" Dean said, annoyed. "All right, stay close." (Y/n) tells them before Sam turns to the others.

"Okay, look, um, death echoes are ghosts, okay? Now, ghosts -- they usually haunt places where they lived or where they died." he explains. 'Except these mooks didn't live or die here." Dean added. "Right." (y/n) agreed.

"So, what are they doing here?" Maggie asked. "Hey, give the lady a cigar." Dean exclaims and (y/n) turns to her and see Maggie still holding a camera. 'All right, seriously, does looking at this nightmare through that camera make you feel better or something? I mean..." she said and Maggie stammers. "Um...I, uh... Well, yeah. Uh, yeah. I think so." She said and (y/n) huffs at this as they continue to walk through house. 

They enter a room full of stuffed animal heads on the walls, as well as file cabinets. Sam goes over and holds up a broken framed certificate. "Freeman Daggett, house's last owner, officially commended for 20 years of fine service at the Gamble General Hospital." he said. "He was a Doctor?" Dean asked. "Janitor." Sam corrected as (y/n) looks around the room.

"This looks like his den. When'd you say he died -- '64?" she asked him. "Yeah, heart attack." Sam replied. "What are these, c-rations?" Maggie asked as she points out something that looked like food trays. "Yeah, army-issued, three squares -- like a lifetime supply." Dean said.

"God, is that all he ate?" Maggie asked. "One-stop shopping." (Y/n) said as they continued to look around the room.

"Oh, come on, guys. This is ridiculous. I mean, how the hell is this supposed to find Corbett, huh? We should be digging up the friggin' floorboards right now." Ed said as Sam holds up a dusty pamphlet. "Huh. Survival Under Atomic Attack. An optimist." He said then there's a loud BANG as Dean pries the safe open then he and (y/n) leaf through the file box.

"Crap. Crap. Taxidermy. Okay. You said Daggett was a hospital janitor?" Dean asked Sam. "Yeah." Sam Reid when (y/n) found something. "Ewww. Got three toe tags here -- one, death by gunshots, train accident, and suicide." she said and Sam and Dean's face scrunch up in disgust. "Ewwwwww!" they said, disgusted. 

"What?" Harry asked. "Well, that explains why all the death echoes are here. They're here because their bodies are here...somewhere in the house." Sam said. "Daggett brought the remains home from the morgue. To play." Dean simplified then Harry and Ed made the same face. 

"Ewwwww! Ugh!" they exclaimed, disgusted. "That's nasty, dude." Spruce said. "Right." Sam said and Dean looks around. "Wait a minute." He said, realizing Maggie was missing. 

"Corbett." Maggie said as she walks around another room. Then she startles herself by coming across her own reflection in a mirror. "Okay, Maggie." She mutters and she swings the camera around, frightened, to reveal Dean. "Closer to the herd, okay?" Dean said as Harry runs in. "Maggie? Maggie?" He calls out. "She's fine." Dean assures him.

"Harry. Harry, I got an 8.6 and climbing fast. Something huge is coming. Look. Something big is coming." Ed exclaims. "It's past 11, you guys." Harry said as Spruce's camera got interference. 'What? Nobody move! Hold on. Hold on. Stay quiet." Dean said, quickly, as there was more camera interference.

Then suddenly (y/n), standing between Sam and Dean, disappears into thin air. "It's really cold in here." Ed said. "Harry?" Maggie said, worried, while Dean and Sam look between them to see (y/n) was gone.

"(Y/n)?" Sam said, confused, while Dean was taken aback by this. "Some kind of surge." Ed said. "(Y/n)?" Dean calls out but no answer. "Where'd she go?" Spruce asked. "Oh, no." Maggie whispers as Dean finds (y/n)'s dropped flashlight and picks it up.

"(Y/n)!" Dean shouts, panicked and worried.

"(Y/n)!" Sam calls out as they walk down the hallway. "Corbett!" Ed shouts. "(Y/n)!" Dean yells, his heart beating against his throat. "Corbett! Talk to us!" Harry shouts as they look around as well. "(Y/n)!" Sam and Dean shout just as Maggie and Harry stopped in a spot in the middle of the room, Spruce turns his camera to them.

"God, I am so scared. I'm so scared." Maggie said, fearfully. "It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay, Maggie." Harry assures her. They share a look before Maggie and Harry start to kiss.

"Corbett!" Ed's voice called while Maggie and Harry were still making out. "Bom-chicka-bow-wow...woah." Spruce whispers behind his camera until Ed finds Maggie and Harry. "My best friend... And my best sister." Ed shouts and Harry and Maggie break their kiss and embrace.

"Ed."

"Harry."

"Ed."

"Harry."

"Ed. listen, Ed." Harry said, trying to sound calm. "Are you banging my sister?" Ed asked Harry, angrily. "No! No!" Harry said then Ed takes off his glasses and turns to Spruce. "Hold my glasses." Ed tells him. "You got it." Spruce said as he takes Ed's glasses. "Ed." Harry said but then Ed attacks Harry. "Ed! Ed! Ed! Ed! Ed!" Harry shouts. "Guys!" Spruce shouts as Maggie screams. "Get off Harry!"

Then Dean and Sam show up and break up the fight. "What the f--- are you doing?! Cut it out!" Dean yells at them. "We're down by two people." Sam tells them then he and Dean turn away. "(Y/n)!" Sam shouts as he walks out. "(Y/n)!" Dean shouts.

"Great." Maggie grumbles as Harry and Ed look at each other. "Sorry." Harry said to Ed. "I'm sorry." Ed said then he turns to Spruce. "Give me my glasses. Did he knock my -- my tooth there?" Ed asked Spruce as he hands the glasses back to Ed. "Uh, no." Spruce said.

"I won that, right?" Ed asked him. "Yep. You're good." Spruce said, which annoyed Harry. "Thanks, Spruce." Harry said, sarcastically. "Yeah, it's my fault." Spruce grumbles. "That's real great. That's nice. Thanks." Maggie said as she walks off.

Meanwhile, in the basement, the song, It's My Party was playing in the background. In the middle was a table with cake and confetti and what looked like people gathered around. Corbett, who was at one end of the table, starts to come to consciousness when he heard a voice call out to him. 

"Corbett. Corbett. Hey. Corbett, hey." the voice said and he raises his head to see (y/n) across the table, she was tied to a chair just like he is. "(Y/n)?" Corbett said, confused. "Corbett, hey, you got to keep listening to my voice, okay? I'm right here. Stay awake." (y/n) said but then another voice comes in.

"Don't listen." a deep voice said and Corbett and (y/n) look up to see Daggett as he picks up a knife. "It stops hurting, so don't worry." Daggett said as he goes around Corbett and stands behind him, which started to make (y/n) panic but she does her best to stay cool. 

"Corbett, stay with me. Stay with me, you got it? I'm right here." she said to Corbett, who looks straight at her, and she could tell that he was beyond terrified. "Hey. Stay with me. Don't. Don't." (y/n) shouts at Daggett but it was too late as Daggett stabs Corbett through the throat. "No. Corbett! No! Corbett!" (y/n) screams as blood pours out of Corbett's wound and she watches him die in front of her.

"Corbett! Where'd you guys go?" Harry calls out as Dean and Sam look around. "Where are you guys?" Maggie calls out when Harry looks over at Dean. "Dean, what are you doing?" He asked. "Okay, so Daggett was a cold war nut, okay? He was -- he was an amateur taxidermist. He liked to slow dance with cadavers, and all he ate were c-rations, so what the hell are we looking for?!" Dean growls.

"Horrible little life." Maggie suggests. "Yeah, a lonely life...A cold war life. He was scared." Sam said but then he stops as he realized something. "He was scared...he was scared." Sam said as he and his brother share a look and both of them came to the same conclusion. 

"Scared of what? What?" Harry asked but Sam and Dean run off. "Guys, where are you going?" Harry asked as he follows them. "Wait, don't leave me in here, you guys." Maggie said as she catches up to them.

"Get away from me." (Y/n) growls at the man as he walks up to her. "This won't hurt. It's okay. It's okay. Relax. Relax." Daggett assures her and he straps a party hat onto her head while Corbett slumps dead at the other end of the table.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where are you going?" Maggie asked Dean and Sam as they start to walk towards the door of the basement. "Guys like Daggett back then, the ones who were really scared of the Russkies -- they built bomb shelters. We're guessing he's got one. I'll bet you it's in the basement." Dean said and Spruce follows him when the door slams behind Dean, cutting him and Spruce off from Harry, Ed, Sam and Maggie.

"Woah!" Harry shouts. "Woah! That is not funny!" Ed said, shocked, while Sam goes to the doorknob and tries to open it but it wouldn't budge.

"Um, who closed the door?" Spruce asked Dean, nervously. "It did. It wants to separate us." Dean replied and goes up to the door. "Sam!" He yells. "Dean! You okay?" Sam asked. "Yeah, listen to me! There's some salt in my duffle. Make a circle and get inside." Dean said. "Okay." Sam said and he walks away from the door while Ed, Harry and Maggie look at him, confused.

"Inside? Inside his duffle bag?" Ed asked Sam. "In the salt!" Sam shouts at him. "Oh, okay. Yeah. Yeah." Ed said and they make their way back to base. Dean continues down the basement stairs.

"Okay. Get in the circle. Get in the circle." Sam tells the others after making a salt circle. "Come on. Come on. Quick, quick." Ed said as Harry and Maggie get into the circle with Sam and Ed. "Guys, guys, I don't want to die, okay, and I don't want you to die." Harry cried. "Harry, listen -- listen to me, okay? listen. If we don't die...it's totally okay if you, uh, do my sister." Ed said and Maggie pushes Ed. 

"Hey, hey, stopped." Sam yells when Maggie realized there was another interference on her camera. "Hey guys, hey guys, it's coming again." she tells them. "Oh, god. Oh, OK. Oh god, oh god." Ed stammers when the lights continue to flicker.

Then the group sees Corbett standing in front of them, bloody and unable to speak. "Oh. Oh, C-Corbett." Ed said, sadly, as they all look at him.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Spruce asked Dean as they make their way around the basement. "What?" Dean asked. "Earlier, you, (y/n) and Sam -- she said you had two months left?" Spruce asked. "Yeah, it's complicated. A while ago, (y/n)..." Dean started to say but stops himself and shakes his head.

"No. No. No. I'm not gonna whine about my b------- problems to some b------- reality show. I'm gonna do my f------ job." he tells Spruce and he looks around some more. "Is it cancer?" Spruce asked. "Shut up." Dean growls then he stops as he hears music.

"You hear that?" he asked Spruce.

"I've been waiting for some more friends." Daggett said to (y/n) as he leans down to her. "I get lonely. But you're coming to my party, aren't you?" He asked her as she tries to pull back as much as she could in her chair.

"Is that music?" Spruce asked as Dean goes up to a cabinet. "Yeah, it's coming from behind this wall." Dean said and he singlehandedly pushes a cabinet away from the wall. "Wow, you're strong." Spruce said with sarcasm and Dean flips a middle finger to Spruce's camera.

"You'll stay a good, long time." Daggett said to (y/n) and he raises his knife until Dean breaks the door open to the bomb shelter. "(Y/n)!" Dean shouts and he shoots Daggett, who disappears, then unties (y/n). "Oh god." Spruce mutters, horrified, as he sees the whole birthday table, with the party guests of old corpses and one new corpse: Corbett. "Oh, no, Corbett." He whispers.

,

Ed, Harry, Sam and Maggie were still in the salt ring as Corbett's death echo happens again. "Oh god, what have we done? Oh god." Ed mutters. "Keep calm." Sam said to them. "Ed. Ed. Corbett's a -- he's a death echo. He's reliving his own murder." Harry tells him. "Over and over forever." Maggie said, sadly.

"What's this Daggett guy's problem anyway?" Spruce asked Dean and (y/n) as they walk out of the room.

"Loneliness." (y/n) replied.

"What, he's never heard of a Realdoll?" Dean asked. "No, no, no, Daggett was the Norman Bates, stuff-your-mother kind of lonely. I mean, that's why he lifted these bodies from the morgue, threw himself a birthday party, except they were the only ones who would come. Anyway, so, at midnight, he sealed them in the bomb shelter and went upstairs and o.d.'d on horse tranqs." (Y/n) informed and Dean looks at her, confused.

"How do you know this?" he asked her. "'Cause he told me." She replied. "Oh. yeah. Okay, so now that he's dead, what? Same song, different verse, trying to get people to come to his party?" Dean said. "Pretty much, yeah. Stay forever." (Y/n) said and Dean starts to load his gun

"Are those real bullets?" Spruce asked him. "It's rock salt." Dean replied.

Harry sings the Ghostfacers theme song that they made up as they stand there until Corbett's apparition appears again. "Guys, it's -- it's Corbett. He's -- he's -- he's trapped. He's in a lot of pain, you know? We got to try and...we got to try and pull him out of his loop. We have to." Ed said as he stands up and faces Corbett. "Ed." Sam and Harry said. "Corbett. Corbett, it's -- Oh, god." Ed said as he looks down at the salt line.

"Don't cross the line of salt." Harry said. Ed hesitates, then steps over the salt line, confronting the ghost of Corbett. "I gotta do it, Harry." Ed said. Harry looks over at Sam, who nods, and Ed turns to Corbett. "Corbett, listen to me. Okay, I'm not gonna hurt you. Listen. Listen. Oh, god. Corbett. Oh." Ed said but then the ghost starts to flicker.

"Get back!" Harry shouts and Ed quickly retreats. "oh, god. Whoa. Oh, I can't, okay? He's not hearing me, okay? He won't stop dying." Ed said, fearfully.

Meanwhile, Dean is attempting to break down the basement door that's still separating Dean, (y/n) and Spruce from the others. (y/n) turns and sees that Spruce was still holding his camera and he had it aimed at her ass. "Hey!" She growls and he moves the camera back to her face. "Eyes up here, buddy. And are you seriously still shooting?" She asked. "It makes him feel better. Don't ask." Dean said when there was camera interference and flickering in Spruce's camera.

"Ah, hell, guys. Get in your ghost-role thing. Something's coming." Spruce said as he spins around and sees Daggett. Daggett then knocks Spruce and his camera to the ground, causing him to roll and scream. Spruce screamed as Daggett approaches Spruce, but is shot and dissipated by (y/n).

"I...I know how we can get through to him." Harry said. "How?" Sam asked him and Harry looks over at Ed. "Ed...He had feelings for you." He said and Ed gives him a bewildered and shocked look. "He wanted you." Harry said. "Wa-- wanted me to what?" Ed said, confused. "You know..." Harry said then he demonstrates with a slight grunt and pelvic thrust

"And you know what you've got to do. You can do it, Ed. You've always been the brave one. Yes, you can. You make us brave -- Maggie, right?" Harry said to her. "Yeah. Yeah you do. You totally do." Maggie said as Ed looks between them. "Ed...You got to go be gay for that poor, dead intern. You got to send him into the light." Harry said then Ed looks over at Sam.

"It should work." Sam said and then Ed approaches the ghost of Corbett again. "Corbett." Ed said as he steps over the salt line. "Corbett, look. Hey, it's just Ed, buddy. It's just me. Hey, hey, Corbett, listen to me. Listen to me." Ed said as he approaches Corbett..

"I -- we...Okay. You meant...Corbett, you meant a lot to the team. You meant...You meant a lot to me. You know, never back down...Never say a bad word, okay? I remember that, Corbett. I-I remember that. I remember because I love you, Corbett. I really, truly love you. Do you remember that? do you?" Ed asked, a tear running down his face, and then Corbett looks over at Ed.

"Hey. Ed?" he asked. "Yeah. Yeah, Corbett, it's...Corbett, yeah, it's me. It's me. look at me. You got to help us, man. you have to help us, Corbett. Please. please. Please help us right now." Ed begs as Corbett stares at Ed.

"Take it easy. You all right?" (y/n) asked Spruce when there was camera interference and flickering in Spruce's camera. The ghost of Daggett appears behind Dean. "Uh, guys..." Spruce said then Daggett throws Dean, then (y/n) against the wall and was about to attack Spruce.

"This is bad -- very bad." Spruce stammers, fearfully, when Corbett appears behind Daggett. "Corbett?" Spruce said, confused, then Corbett's ghost attacks Daggett and they both disappear in a blinding flash of light.

"You all right, guys?" Spruce asked as (y/n) and Dean pick themselves up off the floor. "You all right?" Spruce asked he comes up to the couple. "God." (Y/n) groans while Dean looks back at the camera, covering the lens with his hand.

Morning came as the door to the Morton House opens, and Ed, Sam, Dean, (y/n), Harry and Maggie exit. Harry and Maggie pause to hug, while Sam gives Ed his phone number on a scrap of paper and Dean checks on (y/n). Then they start to load up and leave

Leap year, February 29th, the Morton House. A tragic day. A day of souls bound in torment, of lives held in cruel balance. But the Ghostfacers, they did the best that they could.

We lost a beloved friend, but we gained new allies.

We know this much: that every day, including today, is a new beginning. We learned more than we can say in the brutal feat of the Morton House.

The Ghostfacers were forced to face something far more scary than ghosts. They were forced to face themselves.

War changes Man.

 And Maggie and (y/n).

War changes man. And two women...You know Corbett, we just...ah gosh, we just like to think that you're out there, watching over us.

As far as we're concerned, you're not an intern anymore. You have more than earned full Ghostfacer status. Plus, it would be cool to have a ghost on the team.

Yeah. Heh heh. And here we were thinking that, you know, we were teaching you and all this time you were teaching us, about heart, about dedication, and about how gay love can pierce through the veil of death and save the day. Thank you, Alan J. Corbett.

Go well into that starry night, young Turk. Go well.

"Come on, Spruce, I gotta get all this stuff packed up!" Corbett said as he and Spruce load up the van, getting ready to head to the Morton house. "So, pack and talk!" Spruce said as he aims the camera at him. "I don't know what to say." Corbett said. "Say what comes to mind. This is one of our confessional moments, Corbett, so confess. What did you think was going to happen tonight? What do you think is going to happen on this trip?" Spruce asked him.

Corbett sighs then thinks before he speaks up. "I think tonight, I really do, I think all of our dreams are going to come true." He replies then looks over at Spruce. "Does that sound stupid?" He asked. "Kind of does, yeah." Spruce said and the two chuckle a bit.

In Memory of Alan J. Corbett,

1985-2008

King of the Impossible 

*(y/n)'s POV*

"So, guys, what do you think? Are you alright?" Ed asked us as the boys and I say there and finished watching Ed and Harry's show. "You know, I kind of think it was half-awesome." Dean replies. "Half-awesome? That - that's full-on good, right?" Maggie said, excited.

"Yeah, um, I mean it's bizarre how you all are able to honor Corbett's memory while grossly exploiting the manner of his death. Well done." Sam said as Dean secretly slips the device into a backpack under the table. "Yeah. It's a real tight rope you guys are walking there." I said. "Yeah, all right guys." Sam mutters.

"Nah, that's reality, man. Yeah, Corbett gave his life searching for the truth, and it's our job over here to share it with the world." Ed said. "Right. Well, um, our experience, you know what you get when you show the world the truth?" Sam asked him. "A straightjacket." I said. "Or a punch in the face. Sometimes both." Dean adds. "Right." Sam said.

"Oh come on, guys, don't be 'facer haters just because we happen to have gotten the footage of the century." Harry exclaims. "Oh yeah." Ed said. "You got us there." I said, shrugging. "Yeah." Sam said. "Yeah, well we'll see you guys around." Sam said as we start to head towards the door.

"Peace out." Spruce said as Sam, Dean and I leave and Ed shuts the door behind us.

"We clean?" Sam asked as we get to the Impala. Suddenly, we hear Ed shout. "No! are you kidding me?"

"Electromagnet wiped out every tape and hard drive that they have." Dean said, smiling. "The world just isn't ready for the Ghostfacers." I said as we get into the car. "It's too bad. I kinda liked the show." Dean said. "It had its moments." Sam said and I nod. "Yeah, it was pretty entertaining." I added then Dean starts the Impala and we drive off.

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[lamarkeu]

Episode Summary: Myungho is left home alone with his kids for the first time since their youngest was born allowing his wife to go on a much needed break.

Genre: Fluff (and minor angst)

Masterlist for SVTTROS Series

a/n: Mentions of divorce and child custody (TW)

Italics: Narrators Boo Seungkwan (BS) and Lee Minhyuk (LM)

Bold: Staff

Regular: What family member says / what camera films during the show

Listen To: Wonder by Standing Egg

BS: The Return of Superman, Episode 3 “I Think I Love You ” Part 2.

LM: This condo is absolutely breathtaking. The simple black and whites give off the vibe of modern minimalist layout. Once we pull back the floor to ceiling curtains the high ceilings warm up the space by revealing various artwork once hidden in shadow.

The living room is impeccably clean, for a second your daughter, Luna, is shown laying on her stomach adjacent to her younger brother Minho. The two take turns patting away at the foot of a massive teddy bear they received from their uncle Seungkwan.

BM: Ahh! I know who this is.

LM: Really? I haven’t been able to guess because I’ve been so busy admiring the artwork, it looks like Superman is either an art collector or a painter.

The camera captures how the kitchen perfectly overlooks the living room. Such a small detail can make a world of difference when you’re taking care of children. Zooming in closer towards the opened kitchen the audience sees a pair of hands chopping away on the counter top not going past the wrist level.

“What gift should we give Jeongwoo?” a voice asked before transferring the chopped carrots and onions into a bowl.

“Traditionally speaking clothes and Money should be fine. We’re not part of the intermediate family so we can avoid things like gold.” A second lower voice could be heard off screen, the camera capturing him boiling a pot of water.

“Sounds perfect,”she agrees before placing her used knife and cutting board into the sink as she adds, “I’ll stop by the bank on the way home.” She places her apron on a hook inside their pantry door. Dusting off herself from the ingredients she prepared for her husband to cook while she’s gone. “Are you sure you’ll be okay with them?”

“I promise, now go enjoy spending time with your friends. It’s about time you get a break.” A smile of adoration appears on his face before he leans down to give him a kiss just as the cameras pull up to show their face.

BS: Welcome Seventeen’s kind lead dancer and renowned painter Xu Minghao and renowned makeup artist Y/L/N Y/N. Hyung and Noona I missed seeing you!

LM: Myungho! What a sweet husband.

“Hyungsik might stop by, he said Luna left her project that’s due tomorrow at his house.” Y/N continued as she puts on her shoes in the foyer.

“Okay, I’ll keep an eye on the door camera.”

“See you later babies, I love you.” She calls to her kids with warmth in her voice after kissing her husband on the cheek.

Luna is heard yelling from the living room, “Bye mom, I’ll take care of bàba and didi while you’re gone.”

“That’s my girl. I’m so lucky to have you as my daughter.”

“Hello I’m Seo Myungho better known as Xu Minghao. I am one of Seventeen’s artists. I’m also more proudly known as Luna and Mingyue father.”

“Hi. I’m Y/L/N-Park Luna. I’m five years old. I have a baby brother name Ming Yue. I want to become a artist like my bàba.

“My name is Y/N Y/L/N, I’m a professional make up artist by trade and a passionate skincare business owner. Im also the mother of these beautiful babies. Thank you for inviting our family onto this show I’m a huge fan so this is a dream come true.”

How did you meet?

“I was doing some solo promotions while our Korean members were in the military. Originally I had a makeup artist through PLEDIS but she was about to go on maternity leave. I asked around my friends if they knew anyone that would be willing to take a temporary position. Dokyeom’s wife got in contact with me and relayed how great Y/N was.”

“I worked with Dokyeom doing stage makeup for musical theater since he played King Arthur. I got a message from Lee Y/N asking about Myungho and I immediately said yes. We’ve met before in passing and with other people so I took it as an opportunity for a better introduction.”

“She did quite the job helping with my appearance but also helped calm my nerves when I performed on different stages. Without that introduction I don’t think we would’ve found love the way we did.”

When did you realize you wanted to introduce Myungho to Luna?

“It was pretty early on. I was very upfront about having recently gone through a divorce. Being the amazing man he is, Myungho knew Luna was first priority and wasn’t scared of that.”

“If it were up to me I would’ve met her as soon as we started going out together but, I knew how delicate their situation was, especially because they were figuring out the custody arrangements.”

“Ultimately they did meet in person after 2 years. He was amazing at soothing my concerns and ultimately made me realize that he was in this relationship for the long haul.”

“We officially dated after that, got married and had Mingyue this year.”

What has co-parenting been like for you?

“It’s the best thing I could’ve asked for. I’ve always loved the idea of having a kid and Luna really made me enjoy that even more. I love seeing her grow and figure out who she is. At the end of the day on paper she may not be my biological daughter but in my eyes she will always be my little girl. I have Hyungsik Hyung and Y/N to thank for that.”

“Hyungsik and I much to people’s disbelief ended things on good terms. Now that we’re both remarried I hope that people show us respect for our blended family. I can’t speak for him but I know he’s really thankful for Myungho being another amazing father figure in Luna’s life. I’m so thankful that even when disagreements occur that they look past that because of their love for Luna.”

Do you have any messages for our viewers?

“I know netizens have had their misconceptions of who I am and the relationships I’ve had. I don’t blame them I hope through this show however, they’re able to rewrite their perceptions of myself and my family.”

“Y/N is an amazing mother and partner. To see how the media has manipulated this to benefit their own interests has been something we’ve been trying to fight against. I’m so grateful for the support given to us from my members, carats, Y/N’s fans, and our families for being so supportive during this time. Without you guys I don’t think we would’ve had the courage to share our love story to the public. My goal for our time on this show is to heal from the damages inflicted onto us in the past and expose our viewers to our family dynamic. Ultimately if we help even a single person to become open to blended families like ours I can proudly say that we’ve done our job.”

[starrzies]

★Meet the Artist 2024★

I might have forgotten to post this </3

Hello there!!

I'm Starrzies, but I also go by Rodimus!! Of these two names I prefer my nicknames (Starrz/Roddy) more than the formality of my full username/chosen name!! I'm 19 and a full time college student! (I want to become a Forensic Pathologist!) My pronouns are He/They ONLY and my chosen gender identity is Demiboy! I'm also Aroace, my specific labels being Cupioromantic/sexual!

I'm just a silly little guy trying to do his best. I am a hobbyist artist and writer and I love to share what I come with in the hopes that other people will enjoy it as much as I do! I tend to post art related to my own characters, art I've done for other people and - more rarely - fandom related art! I also stream on Twitch!!! Usually it's art streams (especially for Art Fight!) or me playing my games - either solo or with other people! I do have a Discord server full of my friends, mutuals and people interested in my stuff and community! Feel free to come join :) I'm on basically on every platform (maybe not active, but I'm there!)

My special interest (been into it for as long as I can remember) is Transformers!! It will almost always show up at some point! I'm also super into Lego Monkie Kid, Overwatch and Genshin Impact!! (The last of the 2 I on and off play!) I tend to reblog content form these 4 fandoms! (They're the main 4 but I may branch out!)

I try and be super friendly! Really, I don't bite, but I do have a very limited social battery! So conversations may not last very long when it comes to talking! I also sometimes just don't have the energy to reply. If I don't reply then it's nothing against you, I promise!! That being said I AM TOTALLY OPEN TO BEING FRIENDS/MUTUALS!! Please note, if you are younger than 18 I will NOT be your close friend, close mutuals at most. This is just due to safety! (Pre-established friends before I became an adult are still a nd will remain my friends.)

Pets! I own,,, a few. Just a small little amount. They're all my babies though and I adore them. I do my beast to take proper care of them and give them long, happy and fulfilling lives! Hiraeth and Ravage both came from litters I've raised! (Hiraeth being an accident and Ravage from a foster litter.) Ember was my sibling's cat but became mine because she just,,, likes me more? My other pets were 100% intended! All of these guys are spoiled rotten,,,

Silly little notes/explanations!!

Cupioromantic/sexual; someone who doesn't feel/feels little romantic/sexual attraction but desires a romantic/sexual relationship

Demiboy; someone whose gender identity partially identifies with masculinity, but is not entirely binary

I've been in relationships before! However, I generally only feel platonic love for people around me. I genuinely love (/p) all of my friends and you'll see me make that very clear! I am NOT interested in relationships, especially after this most recent one. Things have gotten complicated AF and I don't even want to bother entertaining anyone.

I have a Decepticon Insignia Tattoo on my left wrist! My first tattoo ever and I LOVE it so much! I will be going back in October for hopefully, my second tattoo!

I own a 2001 Ford Mustang!! It's a convertible too! I ADORE my car so much and there is so much I have planned for it!!

I own 4 dogtags! They are NOT military related at all though! They just have special meaning to me and I've been wearing them since 2018! I did actually let someone borrow one of them for a decent amount of time but it was returned to me! I don't think I'm ever going to let them go again, they mean too much to me.

Ravage is named after the TF character! :D He was my little gaming buddy back when I was fostering a litter of kittens for my senior project. I ended up keeping him, I got too attached. Now he is best friends with Ember!

Hiraeth was a TOTAL accident. I was supposed to just have her mom but she was pregnant much to our surprise! (Someone was getting rid of her, probably because they knew she was pregnant, and gave her to us without telling us that lol) I was allowed to keep Hiraeth but none of the other cats were allowed :( They all went to loving homes though!

Discord is my main, preferred way of communication!! I always have it open on my second monitor so I tend to respond really quickly on there :) You should totally add me on there! I'm under the same username ;)

Feel free to interact with me!! Just be aware of my boundaries and DNI! (Very basic btw!) I'm always happy to chat and meet new people :)

I want to make a comic!! I have so much more planning before I can work on it though :( One day! You may see little teasers to it being posted on my socials!!

This blog is my SFW blog!! I do have,, other accounts but those will remain unnamed! If you are curious and have your age visible feel free to ask me about it in DMs!

WHEW, I think that's enough personal info that I'm putting on the internet LMFAOOO I'll be sure to redo this next year as well ;))

Quick Reminder!!   I DO NOT allow people to reupload, repost, claim, trace, reference or use my art without my Permission! If my art is posted anywhere else other than my accounts it’s not mine! If you like my work, consider following me or commissioning me!! (This does not count if the art was made for you! Please remember to credit me though!!)

Art Trades are Open! Commissions are Open!! Do NOT ask me about Requests!! Do NOT; Reupload, Repost, Claim, Trace, Reference or use my art without my Permission! 💜

You can Dm me Questions or Concerns! Like my work? Check out my Carrd for where else you can find me!

[sweetbillwriting]

Love Just Happens

A New Chapter - Part 19

Characters: The future's Bill Skarsgård and others close to him. The rest is my own characters.

Setting: This story is set in the future but because it's hard to say how the world is then (and it isn't that important for the story) the future is similar to our time now, even with fashion and so on.

Warnings: 18+, age difference, smut, ageism, pregnancy, jealousy, cheating.

He would never cheat. She knew that. Every day was proof of that. She felt his love in every gaze and in every caress. They had romance and passion. They had closeness in mind, even if they were so different from each other. There were things they had believed they would miss in a partner, but that wasn't important anymore. Bill didn't need someone who understood his job and she didn't feel a need for someone who was what people expected her to be with. It wasn't important stuff at all. Bill said to himself that he couldn't understand now how he had believed that or what he had seen in his earlier partners that was so different from her. She knew at their first meeting that he was everything she had wanted. Everything she had believed she would never get.

She looked at him sleeping. He was pink in the cheeks, and his short hair was messy. It was obvious he was older than when they met, and he gave off a more manly vibe than ever, especially when she looked at his thick arms and broad chest.

He looked good. He looked like all those words young girls call handsome men over forty or men with kids. She was young when they met. Twenty-three. Maybe even a bit too young for a forty-year-old man to take seriously, but he had. He had never treated her like anything else but a woman. An equal.

He treated all women well and showed softness and humbleness naturally. It wasn't weird that other women were attracted to him. It wasn't weird other young women looked at him with big eyes.

Sheilo Medley. Aurora Lou could feel that she wanted him. The two of them have met her a couple of times together now. Sheilo was always nice, even sweet. She said hello to Isadora Li and said she was cute, but as soon as she thought Aurora looked away, she looked at Bill in a way not suitable between friends. Aurora looked at her husband joking around with his co-actress, how he talked in confidence to her and let her wrap her arms around his waist as a hello and goodbye.

Could he cheat? No, he would never. Bill crawled closer to her in his sleep and dragged her close to his chest, like she was a comforting teddy bear.

All her other boyfriends had cheated. They were never pleased with just her. Why would Bill be that? He could have an even younger woman now. Someone whose body wasn't affected by pregnancy or childbirth. Someone with big tits and worked with the same thing as him. A girl taller than her that also seemed tougher than her.

“I’ve met someone else,” he would say while they sat at home in Sweden by their kitchen. He had asked her to sit down, and she had sat down with some struggle because of her big pregnancy belly.

“Sheilo?” She would ask and look away with glassy eyes. He wouldn't say anything; he just lowered his eyes, but that would be enough of an answer. She would have nodded but let the tears stream down her cheeks freely.

“So it happened when I was there? In Scotland?” She would ask, and Bill would still not answer. “Can’t you even answer me? Am I not even worthy of that?”

He would drag his hands over his face.

“I'm so sorry, Lou... I'm so sorry.”

She would cry, but silently because she had already known, and drag her hands over her big belly.

“But I will still be here... I will still be here for you and our babies.”

Aurora cried against his naked chest. He was still sleeping. It was the pregnancy hormones playing games with her again, but just like when she was pregnant with Isadora, she forgot that and took her emotions as completely true.

She kissed Bill's lips and twisted herself out of his grip. He would cheat. He would leave her like all the other guys had. She stood up, and in silence, she started to pack. She didn't want to leave him like that, but she couldn't look at him, especially not when he moved and the sheet uncovered his nakedness. They had slept with each other the night before. He had made her come twice and acted like they made love, but now she wondered if he was thinking about Sheilo.

She carried the suitcase to the door, then she walked to the room Isis was sleeping in. She didn't want to take his daughter from him like that, because she would have panicked if he had done the same thing to her, but she couldn't leave her baby. She just couldn't.

Bill woke up when he heard Isis whine and let out a grumpy cry. It didn't sound like her normal morning sounds, so he opened his eyes and listened more carefully. Aurora wasn't next to him, so he stretched out in bed and closed his eyes again, believing she was just taking care of their dissatisfied daughter.

“Shh shh shh… We must go, baby. You can sleep again soon,” Bill heard his wife say to their daughter with a low voice. He opened his eyes in confusion and sat up when he heard shuffling in the hallway. He covered himself with the sheet and walked out with it around his hips. Aurora stood in an emerald green velvet set and laid Isis down in the stroller; behind her stood her pink, shiny suitcase.

“What are you doing?” asked Bill, confused, and fixed the sheet around his hips. Aurora looked up at him reluctantly. Her eyes were red, and her cheeks were wet. Bill looked at her, confused. He was used to her crying because of things with a variety of seriousness, especially while pregnant, so he just looked at her in confusion.

“I just...” she said, looking at Bill with furrowed brows while Isis cried in the stroller. She couldn't really say what she was doing now when he stood in front of her. It wasn't like he had cheated. He hadn't done anything wrong at all, and now she couldn't find an answer to what she was doing, so instead, she started to cry almost as loudly as Isis.

“Okay, okay,” said Bill, knowing at once that this was the hormones again. Her big emotions really became crazy from the hormones. He walked up to Aurora and the stroller and took his wife under one arm because of the sheet around his hips, but realized he wouldn't be able to comfort both his girls with just one arm, so he had no choice but to let it slip down on the floor. Aurora looked at his nakedness while he took up Isis from the stroller and then laid the other arm around his wife. Aurora couldn't stop herself from laughing through the tears.

“I had no other choice, okay?” He said, with a smirk. Aurora smiled, amused, while all three of them crawled down under her covers. Both the girls had calmed down by being close to Bill, and Aurora sat with her nose pressed against Bill's chest, breathing him in, while Isis lay with her cheek against his other pec. She didn't know what she would have done without him, and luckily, there was never anything she really needed to worry about.

“You know it's the hormones, right?” Bill said it softly and kissed her head. Aurora nodded, even if she had forgotten about it. "So, what was it this time?”

Aurora breathed out deeply.

“I… I had a feeling you would cheat with that Sheilo girl.”

Bill smiled, a little amused but lovingly.

“Mhm, what was it that made you have that feeling?”

Aurora didn't say anything, instead, she wiped away some drool on Isis's chin, who had started to fall asleep against her father's chest.

Bill didn't say anything either, he just kissed her forehead and leaned back against the headboard. He knew Aurora's hormones were responsible for this, and he had nothing to worry about. Their relationship was still just as strong.

“I love you, my one and only,” he said with a smile. Aurora looked up at him and then kissed his lips.

“I love you more than everything,” she whispered, and then gave their sleeping daughter a kiss too.

×××

Two days later, Erica visited again and offered to take Isadora so Aurora and Bill could have a night out. His work day wasn't that long that day, so they would have the whole night. Aurora thought she could meet him on set, but that day Bill asked her not to come. Oh. She knew what that meant; intimate scenes. Today was the day he would make out with Sheilo.

Aurora knew it wasn't a romantic setting, she knew Bill didn't feel pleasure in doing such scenes, but Aurora didn't know if Sheilo felt the same. Maybe she would do everything to impress him and to make it something it wasn't. Aurora trusted Bill, but maybe she wanted to torment herself because she decided to visit the set anyway. She just wanted to see if the girl would try anything or if she might have enough respect to not try to make him hard while his wife was watching.

She was let in without any fuss; it didn't matter who her husband was; she would have been let in anyway. She was Aurora Lou.

Bill sat in a white robe over his outfit for the scene, a pair of burgundy boxers that sat tight and that enhanced his bulge more than hid it. He sat and looked at his phone while a stylist put some bronzer on his forehead.

“Aurora, hey!” The stylist said that and made Bill look up. His wife gave both him and the stylist a small smile. She was dressed in black pants that sat low on her hips and a black tube top, showing her belly. It was still flat and gave nothing of the pregnancy away. Bill looked at her and furrowed his brows. He had said she shouldn't come.

“Hey babe?” He said, flashing a crooked smile. Aurora smiled sweetly and put her dark, long hair behind her ears. It was obvious she was ashamed to be there. She leaned up to give him a kiss. Even if Bill was a little annoyed, he took a few seconds to admire her outfit and her face. It was a sexy outfit, and he could imagine other men on set looking at her.

"So, what are you doing here?” He said. Aurora had lowered her eyes. She had done it out of shame, but then she saw his outfit. The robe had opened a bit, and she could see his naked chest and the boxers. She really didn't want to be that sort of wife, but the hormones jumped around, and she couldn't stop herself from sucking her lips and making a disapproving sound. Bill could see what the problem was and sighed. In that moment, he was reminded of why he had thought it was more simple to be together with an actress. Aurora couldn't understand how different filming a sex scene was from reality.

“Isn't it better if you go home instead?” He said it with a low voice, so no one would hear. Aurora looked up at him, her eyes swimming with emotions. He gave her a serious look. Aurora lowered her eyes again. She wanted to beg him to not do this. To not make out with a girl she didn't like, who obviously liked him too much.

“Bill!” A director's assistant called for him, and the two of them looked at the woman. Bill sighed because he realized he didn't have time to make Aurora leave the set. She would be there while they were filming. He gave her a quick look before standing up. He gave her a soft kiss and then an unsure smile. Both of them had noticed Sheilo lying down on the mattress in the shed, or the walls looking like a shed, to be able to film them. She was dressed in a lacy dark blue bra and black thongs. Her breasts were big and full, and her skin was pale and soft. Aurora looked at Bill, pulling off the robe and sitting down on the mattress. Sheilo said something that made him smile. He said something that made her laugh. They hadn't started filming yet, but already Aurora was so jealous that it felt like she would throw up.

Bill laid down on the mattress, still talking to Sheilo but also the director. Aurora swallowed the sour taste in her mouth while looking at Sheilo, looking at his abs, his bulge, and his long legs. Aurora looked down at her wedding rings. She had accepted his weird profession, but now it didn’t feel good anymore. She twisted the rings around her fingers while swallowing the bile coming up in her throat. She had put her career on hold for their child; couldn't he stop doing these sorts of roles for her?

She looked up when she heard Sheilo laugh. They had started filming now, and Aurora could see the girl laying on top of her husband. They shared deep kisses before the director said cut. Bill moved away at once from the girl, but it didn't matter; Aurora had seen enough. She succeeded in keeping her tears in check, but it didn't matter. It felt like everyone could see her emotions and how she then ran away. It wasn't that bad; it was just the stylist and a few of the set designers that saw it. Bill didn't notice how she disappeared, and soon he had Sheilo on top of him again. It was a job. The kisses were dry and emotionless, and he didn't even think Sheilo was that attractive. Especially not compared to his wife. Sheilo was pale in comparison, flat, and uncharismatic. He just wanted the job day to be over so he could take his wife out. Her kisses were the only kisses he enjoyed.

×××

Erica watched her friend cry and cry and cry. Everyone who knew Aurora had seen her cry many times. She had been through a lot, and heavy tears had been spilled because of death, abuse, and cheating, but she also spilled tears over much smaller things. For a short second, Erica wondered why Aurora still hadn't started to wear waterproof mascara, but she waved that thought away. She sat on the floor with her friend’s 10-month-old daughter, who looked at her mother with worry.

“They like… They kissed and, like... He just kissed her like that. In front of... She wants him.” Aurora cried while wiping her black-striped cheeks with her hands, so her fingers became just as black. Erica looked at her in confusion.

“You mean Bill kissed someone else? In front of you?”

“Yes!” Aurora cried and whined something else Erica couldn't interpret. She couldn't believe Bill would do such a thing and understood there was something Aurora missed saying.

“You mean in a scene? When he was filming?”

“Yes! But with her!”

“Her?”

“Yes!” Aurora said she was annoyed and started to cry hysterically again. Erica looked down at Isis, who looked just as confused. If it were another guy, she would have taken her friend’s side at once, but this situation was something else. Aurora was a drama queen, a hormonal, pregnant drama queen, while Bill was so trustworthy and irritatingly in love with that said drama queen, even if Erica in that moment couldn't understand how such a down-to-earth guy had energy for her friend.

“So he kissed her in a scene? I'm sorry, Aurora, but he's an actor.”

Aurora made a frustrated sound and laid down with her face in a pillow.

“You don't get it!”

Erica didn't understand, but Bill, who stood in the hallway, did. He had sneaked in but had frozen in the hallway and listened to his wife. There was something with Sheilo that rubbed her the wrong way, and that she was the first girl in a long time he had intimate scenes with, didn't make it better. On top of that, she was hormonal in a way she had never been before. He understood this, but this was a bit much for him too. He was an actor; she knew that, just like Erica said, but it was obvious she had problems with that, but it wasn't until now that they had come to the surface.

Aurora obviously needed some help with her galloping hormones, but the jealousy would still be there. Maybe he shouldn't say anything because he had also been jealous many times, but he saw it as two different things. His jealousy was about protectiveness, but he felt her jealousy was her not trusting him. Not believing he could handle his job and not being a trustworthy husband.

After some deep breaths, he walked into the living room. Erica gave him a relieved look and showed an expression that she had started to give up. Aurora looked up at Bill and, with a fast movement, she stood up and marched by him dramatically. Bill knew her so well that he knew that meant she wanted a fight; she wanted him to run after her, so he did. It was better to just follow her rules when she was mad. It saved time.

Erica lifted up Isis and walked to the stroller, and Bill gave her a thankful look before she left with Isis, and he went into Aurora in the bedroom. Once again, she was packing. She probably noticed it the last time it was a good way of getting his attention. Bill sat down on the bed with a sigh and looked at her, packing her sexiest thongs in the corner of the suitcase closest to him. He wanted to smile but didn't, but it was so obvious to him that she did that to not lose his attention.

“Why are you sad?” He said it softly while he took a pair of delicate panties and played with them between his fingers. She let him play with them, so obviously it was what she wanted him to do.

“I'm not sad! I'm mad!” She said she was upset and pushed down the hair heating tool in the bag. Bill nodded a little.

“Why?”

Aurora looked at him, annoyed, but was quiet. She didn't exactly know why she was mad, but she was mad.

“It's my job. There weren't any problems when I kissed Lydia last year.”

“That's different!”

“Why?” He said, confused.

Aurora once again made a frustrating sound and looked at him, continuing to play with her panties with long fingers and licking his lips.

“Sheilo is hot!” She said that and crossed her arms.

Bill looked at her with furrowed brows and a little smile.

“And Lydia isn't?”

“Do you think that?”

“No, but I don't know if I think Sheilo is that attractive either,” Bill sighed. “Does that really matter? I thought you trusted me. I've said so many times that you're the only woman for me. Every woman pales in comparison to you.”

Aurora looked at him with big, glassy eyes.

“It's okay to be jealous, but you must trust me. I would never cheat because kissing other girls is a job for me, and it feels like a job. When I kiss you, it's... everything that is good,” he said with big, sincere eyes.

Aurora felt the tears start to run down her cheeks again. She felt awful for doubting him. Bill sighed a little with a smile.

“And babe, this is very much the hormones,” he said carefully. Aurora furrowed her brows in embarrassment. She didn't like to confess that she had done something out of nothing because her hormones went wild. She could do the same thing when she had PMS, but with smaller things, and thought it was just as embarrassing to confess that her day wasn't ruined because she hadn't succeeded in painting her lips just right.

“It is hormones because while we've had this conversation, you have not just presented your cutest panties for me but also looked at my arms and lips every other second.”

Aurora looked annoyed, crossed her arms, and pouted a little. She wanted him to comfort her and come close, not give her this, even if he was right. She has had filthy thoughts while trying to stay inside the anger.

Bill sighed, stood up, stretched out all of his 6’4 height, and looked at her tiredly. He didn't want to fight and also knew it would take, like, a minute before she had her nose pressed against his chest and her hands dragging over his muscular back.

He was right. 52 seconds later, she was pressed against him and begged for his forgiveness. Bill just smiled and kissed her. He had said what he wanted, and he knew she would remember it. She was a drama queen, but she never held on to a grudge just because. She just wanted everything to be good between them, always.

27 seconds of kisses later, Aurora started to pull down his black jogger pants.

“We really must visit a doctor to get those hormones in check,” said Bill, a bit amused with furrowed brows, but let her pull them down along with his dark gray boxers.

×××

It had been an hour since Erica left the apartment with Isis, and she guessed Bill had succeeded in calming Aurora down in that time. Or he was forced to have succeeded in doing that because she didn't have the energy to walk around and, at the same time, keep Isis awake so she wouldn't be up all night. Isis was also not as easy to please as her own son, and she didn't look amused at all by her. She needed to be with her parents, who knew her ways.

Erica walked into the apartment while singing for Isis that whined on her hip and hoped her parents would meet them by the door but it didn't happen. Erica was annoyed now and thought about just berating Aurora for her silly behavior and giving her, her whiny daughter. She stamped into the apartment with annoyance rising in every step.

“Ah fuck! I should have known this was what would meet me!” Said she outside of the bedroom, annoyed and covered Isis face when she saw Bill's trim hips and plump ass cheeks between Aurora's tanned legs. It was like seeing a great Dane smash a king Charles spaniel.

Bill stood up on his knees and gave Erica an annoyed look. She was the only one he knew would just stand there by seeing such a scene.

“Hey! Can we just get some time to dress?” He said and gave Aurora a look who hid her face with her hands in embarrassment.

“Stop sounding like I'm the one doing something wrong. You can sound so ungrateful sometimes, Bill!” Said Erica and walked away with their daughter who continued to whine.

Bill looked down at Aurora again with big eyes in disbelief, she giggled now and stretched her arms over her head so he felt forced to just play with her nipples a last time.

“Your friend is insane.”

“I know. She's so annoying,” she joked, knowing it was probably herself that was the annoying one.

“Yeah!” Bill said like it was obvious and stood up and pulled on his boxers. Aurora sat up but moved sensually and laid down on her knees, like a cat stretching. Bill stood with his hands on his hips and gave her an annoyed but aroused look.

“Stop doing that, you hormonal… cock teaser.”

Aurora giggled and stood up on her knees. Bill threw her silky robe to her and gave her the panties he had played with in his hands earlier.

He had pulled on the joggers again then they walked out to Erica who sat with Isis by the table, eating a banana each. She gave them a killer look while Isis smiled and waved with the banana piece in her hand.

“We're sorry… It just happened…” said Aurora and looked at her friend pleadingly but with playfulness in her eyes. Erica looked at the both of them. Bill took a sip of Isis water from her baby bottle then gave it to the girl again.

“Yeah, yeah. But I hope you get that this night went from being yours to being mine. God, your daughter seems to believe she's the queen of Sweden!”

Bill smirked amused. Everyone said their daughter was high maintenance but those who knew her had a much easier time understanding her. He guessed it was a bit the same with her mother, but in another way.

“I think you two can take a night out and I’ll stay with the queen, okay? But don't get in a fight and don't let her fall asleep somewhere,” Bill said, the last thing towards Erica. The girls smiled happily and he got a kiss from Aurora on the cheek.

“That was nice of you, Billy Boy,” said Erica who stood up. He gave her a crooked smile but jumped when she spanked his ass.

“And I must say, you have a great ass.”

Isis laughed at her father's bug eyed expression and Aurora did the same and gave Bill a pointed look. His ass was way too cute.

×

[megs-msdd24]

hello!!!!!! good to see the sa fandom is making a small comeback 🩷 do you have any headcanons on shane the best character ?

Hi friend!!! In fact, I do have headcanons about shane the best character 🫣 The first part is headcanons along the line (they follow the story line) the next bit is more headcanony? yeah <3

Shane ♔

this bit is like before his mother dies

-As a kid he's a picky eater (that's the first thing off the top of my head sorry 😭) Like the chef is running back and forth cause shane said he didn't want whatever it was they made. Later on he just gives up and has a small list of the limited foods baby Shane will eat

-He loved adventure; playing pirate, pretending to be a dragon, and climbing into high places were some of his favourites. Before they lose a good chunk of the staff, he'd rope some of them into his games and get them to build different props for his imaginary adventures.

-Like any younger brother would, he messes with Drina a lot. And like any younger sibling would, the second that Drina retaliates he's calling for his mother.

-whenever he and Drina fight, their mom would lock them up together inside their playhouse (the green and pink one from The Book of Shane: Venom) until they made up (not rlly but shh 🤫)

-A bit of a sad one, but when their mom first gets sick, Drina starts getting back at Shane because she knows he can't get any help 😔

Moving on-

-By the time Drina is stuck with the bonding sickness, almost all that happiness is gone

-when's she's stuck in bed he comes and tells her all these whimsical stories or he talks to her about all the places they'll visit when she gets better

-he also has to convince himself-he just really wants to get out the castle

-we already know he thought about running away and he knows it's very serious but there's a small part of him that thinks "it's just another adventure right?" "all my adventures have been inside the castle, this is the same thing except it's real." He's trying to help himself out ok? 😭

-but then Zerif shows up and shows him a different hell

-you see, if Zerif hadn't pulled up with his cure all potion maybe he would've run away with Drina. Maybe she could be helped even a little bit. Maybe he would've lived some cottage core aesthetic life idk 🤷🏾‍♀️

-All I know is our friend over here wouldn't have gone on a world wide rampage 🙃

-I said this in a previous post, but Shane is absolutely in shock at all the things he gets to see as a Conqueror.

-so before the Conqueror's officially start rampaging, he goes off and tries all these things and eats different foods

-In the towns that they stayed a really long time in, he visits some specific stalls over and over again, spends all his money there and the owners just instantly know him and what he wants

-later on after the Conquerors ravaged said towns he feels really really bad about it.

-and then he meets Abeke

-once they're better acquainted he brings her on his market adventures too and they have so much fun

-just two friends hanging out

-side note: Abeke shows him all the good market stalls and the best food ones while they're in Nilo

-and he's just so happy he's got his first friend in a long time and everythings going so well for him right?

-well not for long 😏

and that's where I leave you for now :D I'll do a part two to shane's headcanons along the line but here for now have some proper headcanony headcanons

♔

-Shane loves reading (you know how I said he likes adventure? He got it from those fantasy books)

-whenever he had a meal that had any speck, shape or form of a food he didn't like? The meal? gone. Out in the trash. Later on when he sees war ravaged places he instead just picks out the part he doesn't like and gives it to someone

-After Gerathon is finished Shane kinda grows to like Grahv. He talks to him and Grahv will just lie down, eyes shut and huff. In a better life if Grahv was summoned naturally Shane would brush his plates and scales to help him clean up

-You know how he escaped on Halawir? It was a revelation for him

-he loved the rush of air

-and he's so upset after cause he can't get the same feeling anymore

-After living in such a hot country that's basically the equivalent of Australia, he's travelling anywhere cold. His favourite place was Arctica until it blew up 😃

-Ok that's all friend! Hope you like them <3

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member meeting 3mix for the first time

A/N: I got an ask on Tumblr and I loved writing it, ty! :D

The request: 3mix first time meeting 10th member?

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The anticipation was palpable as the members of TWICE gathered in their dressing room, preparing for their first meeting with the newest addition to their group. It had been announced that a 10th member would be joining TWICE, and the fans had been eagerly awaiting the introduction. The room buzzed with excitement, and each member's heart raced with a mix of nerves and curiosity. Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Jihyo, also known as 3mix (not even gonna mention that they're the moms lol says me mentioning but yeah-), were particularly eager to meet the new member. They had been with the group since its start and had taken on a nurturing role, guiding and supporting the younger members. As the eldest members and leading figures, they felt a sense of responsibility towards the group and the girls, and they were curious to see how the dynamic would change with the addition of another young woman. The door to the dressing room swung open, and the members turned their attention towards the entrance. JYP Entertainment's founder and their producer, Park Jinyoung (JYP~), walked in, a warm smile on his face while he spoke and gestured towards the young woman standing timidly behind him.

JYP - Everyone, I'd like you to meet our 10th member!

She stepped forward, her eyes downcast and her hands fidgeting nervously. She had a delicate and youthful appearance, and her presence seemed to radiate innocence. Her name was Y/N, and she was the youngest member of TWICE at just 18 years old. Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Jihyo exchanged glances, silently communicating their shared concern. They understood the challenges that came with being the maknae, and they knew that it was their responsibility to make her feel welcome and supported. With that in mind, Nayeon was the first to talk to the girl, her voice warm and gentle in order to make the kid feel more comfortable.

Nayeon - Hello, sweetie, we're so excited to have you join us.

Y/N looked up, her eyes wide with a mix of apprehension and hope as she replied softly. 

Y/N - Thank you, Nayeon unnie.

Jeongyeon stepped forward, offering a reassuring smile. 

Jeongyeon - Don't worry, kiddo. We're here for you. We'll help you adjust and make sure you feel at home.

Y/N nodded gratefully, her nerves slowly easing as she felt the genuine warmth in their words. Jihyo, ever the leader, approached Y/N and enveloped her in a comforting hug as she held a motherly smile. 

Jihyo - Welcome to the family, honey. We're all here for you, and we'll support you every step of the way.

Over the following weeks, Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Jihyo made it their mission to guide Y/N through the difficulties of being a member of TWICE. They spent countless hours practising with her, patiently teaching her the choreography and helping her find her place within the group's dynamics. TWICE's baby's, as they started calling her after some time spent together, admiration for the moms grew with each passing day. She marvelled at their dedication, their talent, and their unwavering support. Nayeon, with her infectious energy and playful spirit, brought a sense of joy to the practice room. Jeongyeon, with her calm and composed demeanour, provided a sense of stability and reassurance. And Jihyo, with her strong leadership and nurturing nature, made her feel safe and protected. As Y/N began to find her footing within the group, she gained confidence and started to show her own unique charms. Her voice blended harmoniously with the others, and her radiant smile lit up the stage. The moms watched with pride as their lovely maknae blossomed into a talented and confident performer.

But beyond the stage, the bond between Y/N and the moms grew even stronger. They became more than just fellow group members, they became family and a source of strength for one another. Late-night conversations, shared laughter, and moments of vulnerability brought them closer together, forming a sisterhood that would withstand the tests of time. Months turned into years, and TWICE became an unstoppable force in the K-pop industry. The group's popularity soared, breaking records and captivating fans all over the world. And the moms, as they were lovingly referred to by fans, continued to guide Y/N through the challenges of being a young idol. They shared their experiences, offering advice on handling the pressures of fame and the demanding schedules that came with it. The girl absorbed their wisdom, learning how to navigate the industry with grace and determination.

But it wasn't just the professional aspect that the moms helped their child with. They became her pillars of support during personal struggles and moments of self-doubt. When she felt overwhelmed by the constant scrutiny and expectations, Nayeon was there to remind her of her worth and encourage her to stay true to herself. Jeongyeon offered a listening ear and a comforting presence during times of emotional turmoil. And Jihyo, with her calming presence, provided the guidance she needed to stay grounded and focused. They shared their dreams, fears, and aspirations with each other, finding solace in the knowledge that they had one another to lean on. As TWICE's popularity grew, the group embarked on international tours, performing in sold-out arenas and connecting with fans from different cultures and backgrounds. Y/N marvelled at the incredible impact their music had on people's lives, and she felt immensely grateful to be a part of such a meaningful journey.

During one particularly memorable concert, the moms surprised Y/N with a special tribute. As the lights dimmed, a video montage played on the giant screens, showcasing her growth and transformation since her first meeting with 3mix. Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as she watched her journey unfold before her. The moms had compiled footage of their time together, capturing the laughter, the tears, and the countless memories they had created. After the video ended, the members all took the stage, their eyes shining with pride and love. They each took turns expressing their heartfelt gratitude for Y/N's presence in their lives. As the crowd erupted into applause, the youngest stood on stage, tears streaming down her face, overwhelmed by the love and support surrounding her. At that moment, she realized that she wasn't just a member of TWICE, she was part of a family that would always be there for her.

The journey of TWICE continued, and with each passing year, the group's success reached new heights. They released chart-topping albums, collaborated with renowned artists, and became global ambassadors for famous brands. Through it all, 3mix, the other members of TWICE and Y/N remained supportive and uplifting to one another through the highs and lows of their careers. Their story was one of resilience, friendship, and unwavering support. The moms had welcomed Y/N into their lives with open arms, and together, they had grown and flourished as artists and individuals. They had faced challenges head-on, celebrated victories together, and created a bond that would last a lifetime. And so, as the stage lights dimmed after yet another electrifying performance, the members of TWICE embraced one another, knowing that they were not only a family but also a shining example of what could be achieved when hearts beat as one and that made them all have a single thought:

I am proud of our chosen family.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[anwynb2003]

Alright, Good Omens Fic Idea - SPOILERS -

Because Apparently I’m Still Hyperfixated - SPOILERS -

*I was halfway done this post and accepted deleted the draft- please share in my pain I’m so upset I have to rewrite all this ;-;*

So:

Aziraphale’s up in heaven. It’s been maybe a few weeks since the S2 finale, and things are just about ready for the Second Coming.

Using the small amount of input he could give as the Supreme Archangel, our boy pointed out the moral quandaries of impregnating a teenager without giving them a say in the matter, and so heaven’s taking a page out of Hell’s book and just creating the baby themselves to be sent down to Earth (and just adopted regularly, none of that baby-swapping wickedness).

Aziraphale knows every moment of this child’s life off by heart; he’s read the plans dozens of times, you see. The second Christ will meet an end very similar to that of their first incarnation, though even sooner. A legal murder, though one that feels like it shouldn’t be.

He’s tried to find a way around it, pitched dozens of alternatives to killing the child, but has now realized that even as Supreme Archangel, his power is extremely limited.

So, he calls up the one angel that he feels is best for the job he needs done, and their conversation goes as such:

Aziraphale: Do you trust me?

Muriel: Of course, sir!

Aziraphale: Good, take this baby and this letter to this address, and then stay inside because heaven will definitely deem you a traitor for this, but don’t worry I have a plan.

Muriel: …okay.

And so, Muriel takes the new baby Christ down to Earth, and straight to Crowley’s flat.

Dude obviously asks wtf is going on when the sweet little angel who’d taken over his angel’s bookshop showed up at his door with a baby, and Muriel hands him the letter, which consists of just three sentences:

I’m sorry. Keep them both safe, please. From everyone.

Crowley groans, long and loud, but hurries Muriel and the baby inside; there are three things Crowley has a soft spot for, and those are his car, his angel, and kids. He may have been furious with the second one at the moment, but that wasn’t any of the others’ faults (and yes, he was aware that Muriel wasn’t too much younger than himself, but darn it they acted like a kid sometimes and it was endearing, dammit!)

He asks Muriel to further explain what’s happening, as the note was no help, but all they can tell him is who the baby is.

Crowley glances at the baby boy in the basket and gets a horrible sense of deja vu.

Why are the occult/ethereal babies always his problem to deal with?

Time Skip- 11 Years Later

Aziraphale hesitates outside the door of Crowley’s flat, but does eventually end up knocking.

He hears his old friend calling something about “Maggie, this is a bad time-” as he answers the door, but when he sees who was knocking he stops dead.

Aziraphale gives an awkward hello, and Crowley sighs, inviting him in. Their conversation goes as such:

Crowley: It can’t be time already.

Aziraphale: It’s not! Not yet, anyway, and hopefully the time will never come, I just… wanted to check in.

Crowley: Right. Check in.

Aziraphale: Yes, so where is he?

Before Crowley can answer, they both hear the door to the flat open and shut. “Dad? I’m back!”

Crowley sighs, almost looking reluctant to reply as he can feel the angel staring at him in surprise, but he does anyway: “In the kitchen!”

A moment later, a young girl appears in the kitchen as well, clutching a book in her hands that Aziraphale recognizes as one of his.

The girl eyes him almost warily, but Crowley grabs her attention. “‘S that another book?”

The girl nods sheepishly. “Aunty Muriel thought I’d like this one.”

“You say that every time,” He almost chuckles, before waving her off. “Off you pop, get started on it, we’re eating out with Maggie and Nina tonight.”

The girl seems to immediately perk up at that and, giving Aziraphale one more searching stare, turns and leaves the kitchen, heading off to start reading her book.

Crowley now acknowledges Aziraphale’s shock:

Crowley: What, being a girl not a part of your side’s plans for her?

Aziraphale: Oh no, they were, it was just supposed to be in a few more years.

Crowley: *shrugs* You said protect her from everyone, that includes herself. Why do you look so shocked, then?

Aziraphale: She called you “Dad”. And “Aunty Muriel”?

Crowley: Give me a baby and a disgraced angel and no instructions beyond “protect them”, what were you expecting?

Aziraphale cannot answer this.

So, yeah, that’s the entire narrative I have, beyond a realization later on that when Jay (the name Christ picked for herself at the age of seven) was little, her Dad told her stories about the adventures he and “his angel” had been on, and Jay’s realization that the stranger in their kitchen was her Dad’s angel.

Idk, I just find it cute. They’ll act like divorced Dads who clearly still care about each other and want this arrangement to work, but are also both deeply hurt by whatever the other did to end it, until they actually talk to each other and make up, all while trying to avoid the Messiah role heaven wants to force on Jay.

(Also the reason heaven made Jay trans was that so she’s experience some of the worst parts of humanity- she was supposed to be sent to/adopted in Florida -and still be completely willing to die for them)

The end, Ima sleep now, I’m only 50% awake as is

[oh-surprise-its-me]

Ron/Chris. I had this thought if younger jake is anything like older jake then we know he was for sure a trouble maker. imagine little jake getting into trouble and chris getting called into the school for a meeting

Oh he’s fucking crazy at points. But his dads don’t care they love him. Anyways, they always said if he was going to fight and had a good enough reason they wouldn’t ever be mad.

Chris knew agreeing to Jake taking karate was a terrible idea. Not because Jake would not like it. No no. He’s now punched a kid in the face.

Jesus, Chris is going to be gray by the time this kid is out of middle school.

When he goes inside to speak to the principal he sees Jake sitting in the hall, he crouches next to him, “hey baby you okay?” Jake nods, “fine. Nose hurts.” Chris kisses his head, “I’ll be back, stay.”

He walks into the office. Chris is tired. He just came off shift, it was a 24 and he just wants to go sleep. His hair has ash in it and he smells like smoke.

“Mr. Seresin! Hello so sorry to meet you for the first time like this.” Chris gives a small smile to the man. “What did he do this time.” He shakes his head, “fought a kid in the yard unprovoked I’m afraid. That’s at least a week suspension.”

Chris blinks. Something is off. “He wouldn’t do that.” “Now I know we want to believe the best in our kids-”

Chris cuts the round man off. “No. He wouldn’t do that. What happened. And don’t make me call him in here. He’ll say it in front of you.”

The man blinks, he clearly wasn’t expecting this from the only openly gay firefighter in town. “Your son has issues Mr. Seresin. He’s yelled at this kid before. Last week he lit a trash can on fire.”

Chris smiles “yeah because he wanted to prove the teacher wrong about the flammability of a tennis shoe. He proved her wrong.”

The man leans back in his chair. He looks at Chris for a second. “The issue is your son sir.”

Chris is over it. Ron will make fun of him later but Jesus Christ. He stands up and goes to the door, “Jake hon come here.”

Jake gets a gleeful look in his eyes. “Yeah dad?”

Chris sits back down and Jake sits next to him. “Tell me what really happened.”

Jake stares at his principal while he says this, “Mark called me a slur. Called you one too and said you should burn in the next fire you go into. So I hit him.”

Chris looks at the principal, “oh really?” Jake nods. “He tell you that it was his kid?”

Chris get the smile that Ron lovingly calls insane.

“So. My son is verbally abused. My life is threatened? And nepotism happens in this school? Well. I think that’s the last we’ve seen of you Mr. Shoemalker. Good day.”

Chris stands and Jake flips the principal off. Chris pretends to not see it.

They get back to the car and Jake slams into his legs. “Woah kiddo it’s okay. I’m not mad. Your papa is going to get a kick out of this though.”

Jake sniffs. He holds on tighter. “Can I sleep with you tonight. I keep seeing you dying if I close my eyes.”

Chris winces. He knows their jobs are hard on Jake. “Yeah baby of course you can.”

-

Ron is there when they get back. “Pa! I hit a kid!” Ron catches Jake and swings him up onto his hip. He’s getting big for that trick but Ron will never not hold his kid. “Is this something I should be proud of or apologizing to your dad for getting you lessons.”

Chris kicks off his other shoe in the hall. “Both.” Ron leans and kisses him. “Was it a fair fight?” “Yeah!”

Ron kisses Jakes head. “Go take your dog out to play.” “But-” “Jake I wanna talk to your dad.” “Okaay.”

Jake runs out the door with the mutt he calls Donkey after him. Chris collapses into Ron’s arms. “Long 24?” Chris laughs, he tosses his arms around Ron’s neck. “Your kid hit someone because they said I should burn in a house fire, and called him and me a slur.”

Ron blinks. “Good for him. Fuck that kid.” Chris kisses Ron, “yeah I’m gonna see if we can get the new principle removed it was his kid and he wanted to punish Jake.” “Want me to talk to him?

Chris’s hands tighten in Ron’s hair. “No stay away. He’d report you so fast. I’ll get the guys at the station to file complaints with me.”

Ron rocks Chris, he slides around him so they can watch Jake out the kitchen window. “Our kids a bit of a shit.” Ron laughs, “yeah but he’s so clearly ours that it makes sense.”

“Love you.” “Love you more.”

[kayssweetdreams]

One Big Crazy Loving Bruno Family

(AKA: How the Wonder Stars met Kaylo's family)

The Kids walked down the street to Kaylo's address again. The pink haired girl had invited them over for a small get together to celebrate her getting into the Barnum Naka School of Performing Arts most advanced singing program (a very prestigious matter, even by her standards) and her family was throwing a party to celebrate.

"I wonder if her Aunt is gonna be there!" Leo said. The kids wondered the same thing, after all, Catilin Bruno owned one of the most successful and popular sweet shops in Timeville, and she was Kaylo's aunt. "She probably is. Along with the rest of her family." Emma told him. Rebecca nodded "Yeah! I mean they're probably proud of her for getting in. I know I would if I was accepted into the worlds most advanced art program." She said.

When they finally arrived at the Bruno manison, Mei knocked at the door, waiting for the pink haired girl to open the door, only instead to be greeted by a Japanese man, with glasses on his face and a kind smile. "Hello. Are you friends of Kaylo?" He asked. The kids nodded before he welcomed them into the house. What met them was the loud thumps of music playing from somewhere, as well as a lot of people mingling with each other.

"So you guys made it!" The kind voice of Thea Bruno caught their attention. "Hi Mrs Bruno! Thank you for inviting us!" Emma said "Oh it was no problem, Kaylo was insistant that you came, she's really excited about this after all." She said, helping Catilin Bruno pull a desert cart out. "Yeah. That and it gives her a reason to go nuts with sweets." She said jokingly.

The kids chuckled at her quip before s few younger children came running to the cart "YAY!! SWEETS!!" They cheered before another woman, holding two babies came in front of them "Not Yet. One at a time, we didn't have dinner yet." She said in a gentle, but firm voice "OK Auntie Cherry" the said, but not without one of them grabbing a cupcake. "I see You Lola You're not invisible." She said in a joking voice. The little girl giggled as she ran off, cake in tow.

Leo shook his head at the number of kids that ran through the house, before one of them came up to him and the others "Hi! I'm Haru! What's your name?" She asked "I'm Leo. Are you Kaylo's...sibling?" He asked, confused. Haru Giggled "Nope! I'm her Cousin! Kimi is her sister though!" She said. "My siblings are over there!" She said, pointing towards three other kids, with the Japanese man from before "That's my Dad Koto! And my siblings Hana, Kyary, and Sakura!" She said, pointing at each one.

"Alright! Do you know where we can find Kaylo?" Rebecca asked "She's helping Grandma and Grandpa get ready to come down." Haru answered. A loud wailing got all of their attention "Haru? Can you grab Mia and Tia's bottles please?" The same caring voice from before asked "Hang On! I got it!" A somewhat panicked voice said. "Oh thank you Melody. You really are a godsend." The caring voice said. "Heh...No Problem Aunt Cherry...I've dealt with Finn before, this is nothing." The voice panted out.

"That's Melody, her family and her brother came by to celebrate as well." Haru explained. "Hey...I think I remember her. Ba-A friend of ours said she had met her and her brother before." Trisha Jane said, keeping the part about the Balan Theater, and the maestros that ran it out of the sentence. "Oooooh! Well, that makes one, Melody used to be a big scaredy cat at one point, and then she was seen singing on a stage in front of a lot of people." Haru said.

"Now Haru, stop telling them embarrassing secrets." An older voice said. Behind the kids sat MORE children, the older one glaring down at Haru "I was just saying. These are Jenny, Julie, and Lola." She introduced. "You must be friends of Kaylo. Pleased to meet you." Jenny said, while Julie already began hugging them. "Let's play! Let's play!" She squealed, pulling Mei's hand "Come on now Julie, they're looking for Kaylo, they can play a little later." Jenny said, gently pulling her away.

Julie pouted before Emma crouched down and said "We can play soon, after we find your cousin. Ok?" Julie nodded her head before she ran off with Jenny and Lola. Suddenly, another girl came running down, holding a small game console "Anyone up for a game of Splat Attack?" She asked. The kids looked hesitant before Trisha Jane raised her hand "I'll play you." She said "OK!" The little chirped, before plugging in the console to a nearby TV.

As it turns out...she was good at Splat Attack. Winning at LEAST 6 games. "How?! How are you THIS good?!" Leo asked in shock "Well. I AM a good gamer. Name's Kimi Bruno." She said, a bit of pride in her voice. "Oh! You're Kaylo's little sister aren't you!" Emma exclaimed, remembering what Haru said. "Yep. My big sis is almost ready. She's almost done with Grandma and Grandpa." She said.

"I hope mom isn't giving her a hard time. She has a habit of not wanting to wear her 'important clothes' as she puts it." A older woman said, still holding the two babies "Should...we go up and help?" Leo asked. Another Man (probably another uncle) shook his head "Nah. Kaylo can handle it. I've seen Krista melt whenever Kaylo's eyes get big, and she does the 'Please don't make me cry' look. After that, she does just about anything." He said, while tinkering with a small toy robot in his hands.

"We're coming!" An aged female voice said before a blur came barreling down the stairs "Krista Dear! Wait!" An elderly male voice yelled as a loud "WOOHOO!!" Was heard and an very elderly woman came sliding down the stairway rail "Grandma Krista! You know that you can't do that! Your old!" A familiar voice said. The kids looked up to see Kaylo, along with an older man rush down the stairs to the cackling woman.

"Oh I'm not that old yet! I'm not gonna father Time stop me yet!" She said as Kaylo and the man helped her off the ground. "Kaylo!" Mei called out, getting the pink haired girls attention. Kaylo smiled as she saw her friends Watching the display "Guys!! You made it!" She cheered, tackling them in a hug. "Yep! We weren't gonna miss this!" Leo said as she put them down "I hope my family didn't give you a hard time. " Kaylo said, a small blush on her face

"Actually, They're all really nice. But your sister is really good at video games." Emma said. Kaylo playfully rolled her eyes "Huh...Show off." She said before a Bell was heard "Dinner Time everyone!" Thea said as everyone headed towards the dining room "I guess we'll have to put more introductions on hold, it's time to eat!" Kaylo cheered as the kids followed her to the dining room.

The Brunos may be many, but they really are a large, crazy, loving family

Mei belongs to @sundove88

Rebecca belongs to @thehypercutstudios/@thehyperrequiem

Trisha Jane belongs to @lovelyteng