#Aunt Melissa

[sweetcheeksschemmenti]

After All This Time

Can’t keep my mind focused on the last chapter of Pick and Choose (surprise surprise lol) so enjoy this tidbit. :)

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Melissa Schemmenti x fem reader

Summary: Many years after the first time she asked, you’re finally able to give Melissa the answer she’s waited her entire life for.

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Melissa sat at the breakfast table with a plate of toast, bacon, and eggs; she smiled up at you as you placed a hot cup of coffee in front of her and took your own seat. She looked out the window to your backyard to watch your adult children play soccer with your husband. You watched as the corners of her eyes crinkled with silent laughter, taking in every detail of her face like it was the last time you’d ever see her again.

Every year, Melissa spent a week of her summer break visiting you and your family in Maine. You were childhood best friends, you went to college together, she fell in love with you and you turned her down to be with your now husband. But even after you broke her heart, she stuck around. Melissa was a bridesmaid at your wedding, and earned the title of ‘aunt’ when your twins were born. She was there for every birthday and holiday, every cheer competition and weekend soccer game, she was even there to make soup and clean waste baskets when the whole family caught the flu one summer break. In turn, you were there for her marriage to Joe and their eventual divorce. You helped her get back into the dating world just to watch her give up and resign herself to a life alone, claiming that having your family to spend time with was enough for her.

“My God, when did they grow up?” The redhead let out a watery laugh as Melanie tackled Ethan to the ground and wiped a tear from her cheek.

“I ask myself that every day. It seems like just yesterday we were planning their baby shower, now they’ve graduated college and are spending their last summer at home before they move away for their big kid jobs,” you said with a wistful sigh.

Melissa glanced at you with sorrow in her eyes and drifted into her own thoughts. Silence filled the air again as you both nibbled at your breakfasts and stared out the window. She wanted so badly for this to be her reality: to wake up every day for breakfast with you, for those two knuckleheads of yours to be her own too, to experience all the little domestic moments in life with you. All of it.

As far as she knew, you never thought about the day she asked you to run away with her in college. You never spoke with her about it after you let her down (except for that one drunken time she asked again at your bachelorette party, but she forgot about that the next day), you just kept going through life as if it never happened. Really, you thought about it every day. Back then your parents controlled every aspect of your life: which college you went to, what you majored in, what you wore, who you were friends with, and even who you dated. They were strict and if they even had an inkling that you were into women they would have pulled back from your life completely, leaving you with nothing and no one. You were scared of losing everything you ever knew, so despite wanting nothing more than to take Melissa’s hand and be hers forever, you married the man they wanted you to and kept your true feelings bottled deep within.

Slowly, you reached for the hand she had wrapped around her mug and held it in yours. She tore her eyes away from the game outside to look at you in shock; you hadn’t held her hand since your wedding day. You leaned across the table and placed a gentle kiss to her lips.

Her brow furrowed in confusion, hand remaining in yours. “Y/N?”

“Ask me again.” You half whispered.

“What the hell are you talkin’ about?”

“What you asked me all those years ago.” You squeezed her hand, your eyes glossy with unshed tears. “Ask. Me. Again.”

Her eyes fell to the napkin on her lap. “I can’t take that heartbreak again, hon. Plus, you have Mike and the kids, it wouldn’t be fair to them. You’ve got a happy family now, you don’t wanna lose that.”

“We’re not as happy as we seem, Red. Besides, Mike‘s always known. You’ve been the one for me since before I could put words to feelings.” You squeezed her hand again, a quiet plea for her to look at you. This time she squeezed back but she still couldn’t bring herself to look up.

She was silent for a moment before she spoke again. “Your mother would kill you.”

You chuckled, “I’m fifty somethin’ years old, it’s past time I cut those apron strings. What’s she gonna do? Take away my inheritance? She’s used most of it to spoil her grandkids anyway.” You lifted her chin to look at you. Your tone turned back to serious. “The kids know too. They won’t tell me they know, but they do. Ethan overheard me talking to Mike a few months ago about the divorce, I heard him run down the hall to tell Melanie. They’re adults now, I think they understand why and how things change.” Your voice caught in your throat, “We’ve known for many years that this marriage would end as soon as the kids were outta the house. Mike and I have talked about it a hundred times. We promised each other that we’d play ‘happy family’ until we knew the twins would be alright. This is our last ‘normal’ week before we sign the papers and our not-so-baby birds leave the nest.”

Mel wiped away the tears that spilled down your cheeks and you gave her a small smile. You’d loved her your whole life, and after everything you’d been through together you never thought you’d feel like you could lose her until that moment. You were so scared she’d walk away, that all those feelings from years ago had been washed away with time.

“Ask me, Mel. Please?”

She opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by the kitchen door swinging open and the twins bounding in to brag about their win against their dad. Mike made his way upstairs to shower without a word. Melanie hopped into Melissa’s lap, earning an ‘oof’ from her, and wrapped an arm around her neck. Melissa had always been her favorite person and you were okay with that, after all she was named after her.

“Aunt Mel, wanna go get ice cream with us to celebrate dad’s defeat?” Your daughter played with the bracelets on Melissa’s wrist, waiting for an answer.

“It’s like 10:30, isn’t it a little early for ice cream, Mini Mel,” the redhead laughed and your daughter’s nose scrunched.

“Damn, what happened to you being the cool mom,” Ethan asked as he stole the last slice of her bacon from her plate. “C’mon, I’m buying!”

Melissa’s smile faltered at the word ‘mom’ but she quickly fixed it, “Next time lead with that, kid. Go start the car, I’ll be there in a second.” She dug into her purse and tossed the keys to your son. Ethan beamed and Melanie raced him out the front door, fighting over who got to ride shotgun. Once everyone was out of the room, she directed her attention back to you.

“Just ask, I promise I won’t hurt you again. I wanna grow old with you and sit in recliners complaining about the price of eggs and milk. I want to spend the rest of my life in your arms. Please, baby.”

She sighed and screwed her eyes shut. You only called her baby when you were drunk. Hearing it come from your sober lips caused her heart to ache. She wanted it, a future with you, with her whole being. “You can’t drop everything for me, Y/N.”

“You’ve dropped everything for me our whole lives, it’s my turn. I’ll go anywhere, do anything, as long as it’s with you. I’m sorry it’s taken me thirty years to get here, but I’m here if you’ll have me. I’d get on my knees to beg, but I’m afraid I’d need you to pick me up.”

Melissa fought tears. “I’ll always pick you up when you’re down, hon, you know that.” She rubbed her eyes, fluffed her hair, and took a deep breath. “After Tweedle Dee and Dum eat their weight in ice cream we’ll talk. I want this, but there’s a lot of emotions that I don’t know how to deal with right this second.”

She began to walk away but you caught her elbow and turned her around. “We’ll talk later, but I still need you to ask.”

You looked deep into her eyes, love and longing swimming around in the pools of green. “Y/N, will you runaway with me and be mine for the rest of our days,” she choked out.

“Only if you promise to always be mine in return,” you teased.

“As if I’ve ever been anyone else’s.” She rolled her eyes and smiled gently.

You kissed her deeply, letting her know how much you truly loved her. Melissa’s hand tangled in your hair, holding you in place. Your whole body burned for her, just as hers did for you. She was the first to release from the kiss and you pouted at the loss of contact. She started walking backwards towards the door to join the twins, a grin on her face so wide you could see all of her pearly whites.

“Forever starts soon, better start packin’ doll.”

You bit your lip and waved as she turned around to leave, muttering an ‘I love you, be safe’ after you heard your kids yell for Melissa to hurry up. Before she was completely out the door she turned her head over her shoulder, “I love you, too. Always have, always will.”

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

Today I was thinking about Spider getting taken in by the Sully's, getting adopted, feeling like he got everything he ever wanted and was as happy as he could be but still feeling like. It's not enough. Like he was missing time, like he's always making up for missed time with them. He can't ever have those years without them back, and no amount of time forward will make up for the past. No one else gets it, why sometimes he'd just rather stay home and weave baskets with Neytiri and Tuk, or just follow Jake around when he goes to boring meetings, instead or going out and having fun with his friends. Emotionally he's years behind.

The person who is the closest to getting it is Tuk. Sometimes Tuk just wants to sit in someone's lap while she plays, because she's little and sometimes she needs to be cuddled by her mom. Some days Spider literally can't let one of them out of his sight or something catastrophic will happen. Emotionally he needs a cuddle.

[imstuckin1999]

Sabrina with Aunt Zelda and Aunt Hilda

[rookieoneil]

Daddy set the bar real high

Ft. Bby Chenford / Dadford

preview

It was well-known that everyone at the station had a soft spot for Lucy Chen. Ever since her kidnapping, everyone seemed to keep an eye out for her, even though they all knew she didn’t need their help. They all just cared about the woman. She was probably the most beloved officer in the station.

That was of course until she gave birth.

Baby girl Bradford, or little Zoe Bradford, was now five years old and the apple of everyone’s eyes. She was the sweetest, kindest, and most energetic kid who could often be found hanging out at the station, worming her way into every officer's heart.

[juanabaloo]

March 10, 2023

Scream 6 was released in theaters in the US. This marked the last installment in the franchise, which started with Scream in 1996.

(The Scream franchise is now pronounced dead. Time of death: November 21, 2023. The main cause of death is the heinous firing of Melissa Barrera for speaking about the genocide in Palestine, and falsely claiming she made anti-Semitic comments.)

THE SCREAM FRANCHISE IS OVER!

MOVIE SPOILER: Ignoring the lack of Sidney Prescott (Neve Campbell), the franchise ended satisfyingly. It concluded with the "Core Four" all safe from Ghostface.

Melissa Barrera played Sam Carpenter, with Jenna Ortega playing her sister Tara. The two Latinas starred in Scream 5 and Scream 6. Goodbye Sam Carpenter, you were fucking awesome. So glad you get to live a normal life now, free from Ghostface.

In addition to her Mexican telenovela work, Melissa is well known for her leading role in the TV series Vida and the movie In the Heights. Other recent projects for Melissa include All the World is Sleeping, Keep Breathing, Carmen, and Bed Rest.

As of November 2023, in the USA: Vida - Roku, various In the Heights - HBO Max All the World is Sleeping - Starz, various Keep Breathing - Netflix Carmen - Freevee Bed Rest - Tubi

(She has way more work than that but you get the idea.)

[aaronstveit]

the answer to both of these questions is the same sentence: because this is oklahoma. hope this helps ❤️

[burnouts3s3]

In the Disney Junior Show, "Ariel" the character Ursula is portrayed as an Aunt that tutors Ariel how to use magic.

This differs from previous Disney versions of The Little Mermaid such as the 1989 version portrayed by Pat Carroll and the 2023 version w/ Melissa McCarthy.

[9kylian]

Tbh if I was a footballer I’d probably trust a family member more than some stranger that I hire as an agent. It‘s just that when it‘s parents they sometimes think they know better than their children. But I do think kylians mum is different to Ney‘s dad because at least she has some values and morales while ney‘s dad is just an abusive piece of shit.

Career wise, i don’t see a difference between Ney and Kylian so far? Pure talent wasted on a mediocre club. (Neymar has very different issues as well, let’s not go there but at the end of the day, it’s the same path. They are both being lazy, not challenging themselves enough since we all wait for national break to see them both play for real, right?)

Overprotected children have a hard time growing up, yk? Kylian’s still a kid acting like a strong man on cameras. I really want him to be ok. He has to grow up at some point.

[oppaihun]

I love me some boudoir photos but why the fuck is my cousin inviting me to a group about it. Girl you need to worry about your own shit and not inviting me to weird groups on Facebook

[vintage1981]

The Magic is Back! Aunt Zelda & Sabrina Reunite with Beth Broderick | What Women Binge

Welcome to another enchanting episode of What Women Binge! This time, our hosts Melissa Joan Hart and her co-host Amanda Lee are joined by none other than Beth Broderick, best known for her role as Aunt Zelda in Sabrina the Teenage Witch.

Beth shares some magical stories from her past, including the time she had to wake Melissa up when she was just 20, and a fun memory of challenging Melissa to a push-up competition. Beyond the witch's realm, Beth opens up about her personal life, including her relationship with acclaimed director Brian De Palma.

Dive into Beth's fondest memories from the set of Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and discover why her portrayal of a strong, intelligent woman inspired many viewers to pursue careers in science. Beth also reveals her favorite episode from the hit series, providing a fresh insight for Sabrina fans.

But it's not all about magic and science! Beth also discusses her favorite binge-worthy shows and shares her love for jigsaw puzzles – a hobby she shares with Melissa.

Join us for a spellbinding conversation filled with nostalgia, inspiration, and a shared love of binging and puzzles. Don't forget to like, subscribe, and hit the notification bell to stay updated on all our future episodes. Enjoy the show!

[callfcradventcre]

Tag Dump: Relationships

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

~interaction loosely based on a real event between my cousins and their mom~

Kiri, from the couch next to Jake: If you don't hand over the popcorn, I'm telling Dad.

Lo'ak, standing up and withholding popcorn: HA, jokes on you, I'm not afraid of Dad.

Jake: Ow.

Kiri, snuggling into Jake: It's okay Dad, I'm afraid of you.

Jake: Wow, thanks, babygirl.

Lo’ak, watching them: .... scooch over, I wanna cuddle with my dad.

Kiri: NO, I'm cuddling my dad! Get your own dad!

Neteyam, from the other couch: That whole conversation gave me whiplash.

Spider, next to him: I actually think I'm having a stroke.

[theboardwalkbody]

Day

Year 13 of me asking Funko to make a Lt Dan and Twister character pops.

(even more frustrating because they already have Forest Gump pops but never made one for Lt Dan).

[careol]

carol are u ready to be a grandma to ur daughters unborn child

carol, knowing realistically that 50+ is a logical grandmother age but refusing to accept it:

[uwmspeccoll]

The author, Angela Hovak Johnston.

Johnston and Marjorie Tungwenuk Tahbone, traditional tattoo artist.

Catherine Niptanatiak: "I designed my own, something that represents me and who I am, something that I would be proud to wear and show off, and something that would make me feel confident and beautiful. . . . I have daughters and I would like to teach them what I know. I would like for them to want to practice our traditions and keep our culture alive."

Cecile Nelvana Lyall: "On my hand tattoos, from the top down, the triangles represent the mountains. . . . The Ys are the tools used in seal hunting. . . . The dots are my ancestors. . . . I am so excited to be able to truly call myself and Inuk woman."

Colleen Nivingalok: "The tattoos on my face represent my family and me. The lines on my chin are my four children -- my two older boys on the outside protecting my daughters. The lines on my cheeks represent the two boys and the two girls on either side. The one on my forehead represents their father and me. Together, we live for our children."

Doreen Ayalikyoak Evyagotailak: "I have thought about getting traditional tattoos since I was a teenager. . . . When I asked the elders if I could have my own meaning for my tattoos, they said it wouldn't matter. My tattoos symbolize my kids."

Mary Angele Takletok: "I always wanted traditional tattoos like the women in the old days. I wanted them on my wrists and my fingers so I could show I'm Inuk."

Melissa MacDonald Hinanik: "As a part of celebrating my heritage and revitalizing important traditional customs that form my identity, I believe I have earned my tattoos. I am a beautiful, strong young woman. I am a mother, a wife, a daughter, a friend, and an active community member. I reclaim the traditional customs as mine, I re-own them as a part of who I am."

Star Westwood: "We still have some of our culture, but some things are slowly dying. Having tattoos helps us keep our culture alive. . . . . My tattoos represent my dad and my dad's dad. The ones closest to my wrists represent my sisters."

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National Tattoo Day

July 17 is National Tattoo Day. To celebrate, we present some images from Reawakening Our Ancestors' Lines: Revitalizing Inuit Traditional Tattooing, compiled by Angela Hovak Johnston, co-founder with Marjorie Tahbone of the Inuit Tattoo Revitalization Project, with photographs by Inuit photographer Cora DeVos, and published in Iqaluit, Nunavut by Inhabit Media Inc. in 2017.

For thousands of years, Inuit have practiced the traditional art of tattooing. Created the ancient way, with bone needles and caribou sinew soaked in seal oil, sod, or soot, these tattoos were an important tradition for many Inuit women, symbols etched on their skin that connected them to their families and communities. But with the rise of missionaries and residential schools in the North, the tradition of tattooing was almost lost. In 2005, when Angela Hovak Johnston heard that the last Inuk woman tattooed in the old way had died, she set out to tattoo herself in tribute to this ancient custom and learn how to tattoo others. What was at first a personal quest became a project to bring the art of traditional tattooing back to Inuit women across Nunavut.

Collected in this book are photos and stories from more than two dozen women who participated in Johnston's project. Together, these women have united to bring to life an ancient tradition, reawakening their ancestors' lines and sharing this knowledge with future generations. Hovak Johnston writes: "Never again will these Inuit traditions be close to extinction, or only a part of history you read about in books. This is my mission."

Reawakening Our Ancestors' Lines forms part of our Indigenous America Literature Collection.

Angela Hovak Johnston (right) with her cousin Janelle Angulalik and her aunt Millie Navalik Angulalik.

View other posts from our Indigenous America Literature Collection.