#By the time I realized it wasn't I had already drawn a bike

[teaboot]

[jellyfishsthings]

please please please do some kind of biker boy with his helmet on. like maybe he shows up at your house and takes you on a ride and then while you’re both still jacked up on adrenaline he takes you for a different kind of ride ???

omg I love that... I kind lost myself in that one I will admit that, this brought me out of hibernation

WARNINGS: smut obviously, riding with many twists, it's really filthy tbh, I need a biker!bf now, fem!reader, no use of y/n or she/her but reader is described as feminine, keeping helmets and biker gear on, taking pictures... um I think that's it

The birds were chirping all around you, the peaceful scenery disturbed by grutal moans and high-pitched gasps.

Let's backtrack shall we?

It was supposed to be a peaceful day, one to celebrate your anniversary. He came over somewhere after six o'clock, the sun was closing to its descent. He was wearing his riding leathers, a fit black jacket that hugged his muscled arm and back, showing off his broad shoulders that I so loved to scratch and bite. He looked absolutely beautiful, as the visor of his helmet was drawn up and he removed one of his gloves to send a quick text. Soon enough I exited the house and approached him while zipping up my own jacket, similar to his, total black except for the thin red lines that highlighted my figure and the padded places. It was a beautiful piece, one he had given me a few days after he purchased the bike, claiming that “As much as I love my bike, I love my girl more.” Just as I drew close enough he grabbed my helmet before positioning it over my head and securing it in place.

Only God knew for how long we round along the sea and into the forest, a magnificent picture that for many reasons would stay in my mind untainted. My hands rested around his waist as the wind whipped around us. When he slowed down, I realized I wanted more, it was too soon. Yes arguably the view was amazing and yes it must have been tiring for him. But, I wanted more. All that speed, and all this adrenaline had a weird reaction to me. My mind calmed, it got scarily quiet as it was free to drift everywhere and nowhere at the same time, since I knew that he was in control, that he would keep me safe should anything happen. He turned to my drawing up his visor and his eyes looked back at me full of mischief and mirth. Somehow he grabbed my thighs and positioned me on his lap. That was when I noticed that he was hard.

His hands flew everywhere as he tried to get rid of my pants, lowering them to the ground before he freed himself from his own confidences.

My world... he was everything.

He tore my panties before slowly aligning my hips with his before drawing me down. Our helmets clashed together, our sound muffled from them. He grabbed my ass and he started bouncing me, giving me the message to set my own pace. Too quickly, quicker that I would like to admit we both clashed down. Everything was a haze of greedy hands, skin that stinged from the force of our thrusts and foggy visors. He had removed his jacket, and he was just in black tank top as his arms flexed with his movements and the muscles in his back popped underneath my hands. The leather of the seat was stained with our releases.

He removed himself from me, and he stood as he turned me around. He opened my jacket and opened up my shirt, leaving me in just my bra and the jacket.

“Grab the handles” his voice was soft and lethal. “Ride the bike. Ride it the way you would ride me.”

My skin heated as I did as he said. The leather underneath me was already coated made a minimum friction against me and I straddled the bike better before circling my hips. My clit dragged against the fabric and my breath stuttered. My back arched and I continued my misdoings. It was filthy and apparently utterly sexy, because he couldn't keep his eyes off of me. His hand was pumping his cock in time with my movements. It wasn't enough and I whined his name. He chuckled darkly and snapped a picture before he positioned himself behind me. One of his arms reached forward to one of the mirrors before moving it so that he could see my face, or what was visible of my face. He grabbed my hips and ground them down, pressing my flushed against the seat before moving me back and forth. It was too much. The pressure was driving me crazy and within minutes I was gone. When I opened my eyes again, I was laying sprawled, my legs dangling from each side, as the cold air blew in my most sensitive area. He was on top of me, his eyes impossibly dark as he repositioned himself inside of me and he grabbed the handles, using them to stabilize himself before he started rocking my world.

His thrusts were deep and hard, we were both panting as the bike rocked forwards and he slammed the brakes to stop us from falling down. This had to be the most crazy thing we had ever done. We could get caught at any minute but I could find myself caring about that as he drew out of me one orgasm after the other we were both spent, when we finally calmed down.

“Well that happened” he whispered “Never you would be such a freak.”

I laughed as I slammed his visor in place. “You are the freak, you took pictures.”

“That I did. And what beautiful pictures they are. They shall keep me good company when I am alone.”

words: I have no idea

[oceanlue]

I was wondering if you can write something like male reader x yv boys and then having like some sort of like those really teenager crushes when they get really nervous around them and shit like that and reader is like really kind of like a Himbo N he doesn’t know about the crush on them and it’s just really fucking dense 

(I'll do the best I can)(m/n) is male name)

Not getting the hint😐😊

💗Alphonse🧁🍭

He'd be nervous.....like to afraid to ask you kind of nervous ever since he saw you and talked a little bit he has been crushing on you since the moment you left his sight to go home

And so ever since then he can't stop thinking about you he may or may not accidentally drawn on some paper of you while he was focusing on freaking work

And he even tried to lay out some hints that he sort of kind of teeny tiny bit likes you................ it didn't go as planned

" Hay (m/n) I really liked how you helped me out with my store earlier and I wanted to give you this *gives a heart box of chocolate* >///////<"

And you're a dumbass said that that was very thoughtful and he was such a good "friend"

Your mother flipping dumb @$$ told him a friend after he clearly hinted so many times that he liked you but you were too dense to notice you and your innocent dumb@$$ self

But he won't stop trying because eventually you'll realize that he wasn't doing it as a friend he really loves you

🧡Seth 🏕🍂

He didn't really know what to think about you to be honest you were clever you were smart you had quick thinking and you are very fast and even on numerous occasions when he took you out to the woods you always had some kind of plan in your head that if something didn't go right

Yet all these things you have you had to be flipping dense

She loves you but you're too dense for your own good like two dense to notice when some creep is flirting with you or when you're obvious to numerous dangerous situations

He tried to flirt with you he really did he even put all his efforts into finding that perfect one liner just to get a reaction out of you. you blushing or turning away

So he came up with this

" Hay sugar how about later after everything is put away you and I can go for a ride on my bike go where the sunset takes us and after that~ I can show you what a real ride is like~"

You said it was very nice of him to take you on a ride on his motorcycle and how that he should try it more often since he looks stressed and you being the oblivious person there is you didn't know that he was trying to flirt with you and he knew that it didn't work out of the flirt

But as I mentioned with alphonse he will not give up

💚Finn 🌻🪴

If people call him oblivious then oh oh you have been wrong

Even got out of his comfort zone to try and when you over I can even did a flirt that made him blush

In this poor boy is trying so hard to get your attention on to figuring out that he actually likes you as in romantically

But you're oblivious self Can't Take a Hint whenever it's thrown at you like a baseball bat and baseball right directed to your brain

He will try and flirt but since he's not really good at it he tries doing other things too like bringing you tea or making you a bouquet of flowers

" I hope you like them I picked them out especially if you since they remind me of you and hope that we can get closer then we already are"

And you thought he wanted to be best friends he cried you made him cry you made him cry because you were too oblivious to realize that he love you romantically

But this feeling was strong for him so he's not giving up he will never give up for his orchid

❤Auron⌚☕

He really tried he actually really tried and put the amount of effort that he does in his job on to you for you to just figure out that he's trying to flirt with you

But you being the oblivious so if you are you don't understand a single thing what he said you thought it was just compliments of you doing a good job at your work but in all reality he was flirting with you everybody in the office knows and every time they hear you say oh thank you that was really kind of you they just face plant into their desk wondering why you were so filpin dense

He even bought you a rose and straight up told you that you looked beautiful today

" here rook, *holds a rose*.. a rose for even a more beautiful rose but I think you already know that you're more beautiful than this Rose. because even though some roses wither your beauty stays the same forever"

But obviously you didn't get the hint even freaking faceplant in his hand because of how oblivious you are

But that doesn't mean he won't give up cuz he won't if he wants something he'll do everything in his power to get it even if that means bribing you but we all know he won't do that

All he needs is his voice his looks and his charm

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Sorry this took so long to make

Hope you like this

Peace out

💙💙💙

[navstuffs]

A fun distraction

Pairing: Catwoman!Kravitz x Batman!Pattinson , Catwoman!Kravitz x gn!Reader

Warning: none

Summary: You and Selina are coming back to Gotham. Selina sees how much of a hero Batman has become and what awaits you two at Gotham.

Authors note: since i cant write bruce wayne x reader, why not bruce wayne x reader x catwoman? i already have the headcanons for their first meeting almost ready. the name of the series s The Bat, The Cat and You will have about 3 or 4 parts total.

"Do you want anything else, sweeties?"

The old lady from the diner asked you and Selina as you stuffed your mouth with french fries at 2 am. You two were on your way to Gotham, you driving with Selina's nine cats secured on their cat crates, she on her bike. You never had seen Selina so excited before, even when you two were stealing the richest in Bludhaven.

"No, thank you."

Behind you, a TV was passing the lastest news of Gotham. You couldn't wait to get into the apartment you and Selina rented so you could rest. It had been a full day on the night before, you two barely slept, stealing as much as you could. You always have liked doing that, it was in your family's blood.

It wasn't a surprise to you that you and Selina got connected so fast. You had met six months ago. She tried to steal you and you tried to steal her, at the same time. As realization kicked in of what you two were doing, there were some laughs like two old friends meeting each other again.

You moved in with her quickly. Selina was a great friend, a great woman and she seemed grateful to have a friend so fast. She shared how she had lost a friend not long ago and was still very fragile from this. You also shared your deepest fear with Selina. It was simply meant to be when you two started going out to steal, having fun ver the expenses of rich men and women, finishing one night at each's other arms. On a carpet. On the back of a very expensive Bugatti car. You and she worked perfectly. The Cat and her sidekick. You didn't choose a name for yourself yet. You called Selina Catwoman because that's who she was for you. Your Catwoman.

"-and our masked Vigilante Batman helped police once more. By busting down a big drug dealing, making mafia's pocket more empty tonight."

Selina's eyes were drawn to be TV as soon as she heard the Batman's name. She had a half-smirk watching him behind Jim Gordon while Gordon shoved a criminal inside a police car. Your eyes followed her stare at the moment the camera captured Batman's serious stare.

"Oh, that is the creep dude from Gotham. I have heard a lot about him. Cleaning the streets of criminals?"

"He isn't that bad." Selina murmured, not looking at your eyes. She seemed embarrassed to admit that, focused on her food all of sudden.

You shrugged, eating the rest of your fries. As far as you knew, Batman was a true danger to your lifestyle and Selina's. You heard from a few friends he showed no mercy to criminals. If you were going to Gotham, you would have to keep your eyes very open at night. To keep you and Selina safe.

Or maybe playing with Batman would be fun? That's what you and Selina were needing anyway. He could become a distraction. A very fun distraction.

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[purplerose244]

My thoughts on Seabound!!! 🌊🌊🌊 (3/4)

SPOILERS ALERT!!!

Yep yep yep, I'm liking this season a lot! 😍 Although I hope we'll get into a more frantic situation now, like with more battles and more bonding moments (Nya and Maya hopefully, but with Bentho too 🦈🦈🦈)! We got half a season to go, I'M READY!! 😎😎

Alright, here we go!

GENERAL THOUGHTS

I do like the season a lot, maybe MoM was a little more cohesive? Idk but it's not a big complain, I still love it so far 😍

Also maybe I would've liked more interactions between Nya and Maya about how they've been apart for so long, they had a chit chat but I would've loved even more. Maybe with Nya saying that it was fine and she grew up only to realize she is still hurt by that, even though it wasn't Maya's fault. I still like how they did it, I wished there was more that's it 🤷‍♀️

While I do make sense to Maya's behavior, that while it seems a little different from Hands of Time it had its logic in my opinion, maybe Ray feels a little weird? He seems less courageous than before, and it was established that he is a hothead like his son so that came off as unusual 🤔🤔

But I do love the fact that he's here and he's bonding with his son, for real, I've been waiting for this for so long so I'm happy nonetheless 🤩

Maybe I'm just easy to please and I take all I can get idk 😅

THE STORM AMULET

Oh, are we gonna address the wind element? It feels like we haven't really seen a Morro reference since Hands of Time, that would be cool! 😍 I mean, why even mentioning the wind then 😅😅

Well what do you know, they tracked them, who saw that coming?... me, I saw that coming... we all did probably 🤷‍♀️

Jay took upon himself making a quick recap on how Ninjago will be destroyed this time, thanks Bluebell 👌

Yep nyeheh electricity makes Nya go crazy for sure ❤💙 ... wait it wasn't a Jaya pun?

Jay wear your seatbelt please, you risk you life enough 😅😅 Pff lol "are we there yet" and they are actually there, biggest plot twist I've ever heard of 😂

LEGO HUG ���💜💜

And with someone who might as well join the League of Jay apparently 💙

I liked The Island yet it was not as exciting as I hoped for, but now understand the meaning of it. The ninja helped the keepers and they are all allies. Without The Island the moment where Mammatus gives Nya the amulet wouldn't be as meaningful

Is it just me or Nya looked even more gorgeous during that moment?... just me huh? Okay then 😂💕

Wait that's a fake? Wait... UNCLE POWERS?!? OMG THAT I ACTUALLY DIDN'T SEE COMING 🤯

Here I thought he was just messing around, he always makes things harder 😅 Or maybe better? I mean, they kinda missed a bullet on this one...

BENTHO IS SO SWEET AND COOL OMG HE IS ALREADY OUR FRIEND 💙🦈💙🦈

Jay somehow had his own TV show in the past and yet he's got that horrible acting skills wth 😂😂😂

Kalmaar is a very cool villain, like, deeply evil. Not only he's calculated and merciless, he stops at nothing to get what he wants. And the people that get in the way? He wants them to suffer because they had dared to confront him 😳

And yes the voice does help a lot, I'm sorry I'll keep saying it until the season is over 😂 (or even beyond? Please cast Giles again LEGO 🥺🥺🥺)

Awww Nya no my poor girl 😢 Jay wanted to hug her to comfort her he is so sweet my SHIP ❤💙❤💙

MOM PEP TALK MOM PEP TALK!!! 🤩🤩🤩 How cool was it?

Like, this isn't even Maya asking Nya to believe in herself, this is her saying that she KNOWS her daughter can do anything when she puts her mind into it. FINALLY SHE SEES HOW AMAZING WATER GODDESS IS 💜💜💜

MORE LEGO TEARS OMG THIS SEASON IS FILLED WITH TEARS 😱 Which... kinda makes sense considering it's a water based season 😂

Nice one, and now? NOW WE GO BACK TO KAI COLE AND RAY YAS!!! ❤🖤❤🖤

RIDDLE OF THE SPHINX

That is... surprisingly Egypt theme like? It feels like a title coming from the Fire Chapter of season 11... well we got two fire elementals so 😍😍

SPARRING KAI AND RAY

I REPEAT SPARRING KAI AND RAY!!! SPARRING KAI AND RAY!!! ❤❤❤ Lol Ray got old, but how can someone blame him? He did touch death while aging in Hands of Time, I'm just happy he is alive 😂

Yep, master prankster Wu, that's what I love 👌👌 I always thought Wu had become a father figure for Kai at the beginning, so seeing Ray and Wu in the same picture feels very wholesome to me 😚

Ah, uncle Powers, I both love you and hate you so freaking much 😌😌 But you make cool slides nonetheless 😂

ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME WITH BEAUTIFUL SMITH INTERACTIONS??

BECAUSE I LIKE IT KEEP GOING 🤩

Oh no you guys are stranded on an island whatever are you going to do?? It's not like you had already before and managed to survive (Skybound) or you got stranded on a rock in a sea of sand filled with giant monsters (Fire Chapter) or you were on a freaking COMET in SPACE (Rebooted). Yeee, this is the worst yet 🙂

I'm starting to think these ninja are just a bunch of drama queens so no matter what happens, it's always hopeless 😂😂 I feel like I'm kinda right on this one honestly 😛

Whoa whoa WHOA WHO IS NYAD THIS SOUNDS VERY COOL???

Aww I like that, while Ray told his kids stories about dragons and how they traveled through the Underworld, Maya told them about Nya the first water master that could summon whales 💙❤💙❤

Pff imagine if it turned out Nya was the master of fire, carrying a very water based name? Lol

Maya: I would know if it was possible!

Nya: Yeah, like she knows that I can control a bit of ice because it's frozen water

Maya:...

Maya: YOU WHAT

I find both interesting and very annoying that this explorers club thinks so highly of themselves, to the point the deny to aid even the FREAKING SAVIORS OF THEIR FREAKING LAND 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

Misako got good reflexes after all, Kai was probably ready to melt this guy's face 😅

Oh, so a trial by Sphinx is a challenge? A mental one? A cultural one? A physical one? Idk but Misako is actually taking charge and that is cool I guess 🤷‍♀️

Okay this is kind of weird, how is Ray so afraid? Is it because there's fire?... did he... did he grow afraid of fire for some reason? Because it feels a bit off for now, but if there is a deeper meaning that could be interesting 🤔

Wait is that the riddle from Decoded? That's fire right?

IT IS FIRE 🔥🔥🔥

Lol at least in this one Kai wasn't completely ignored 😂 I know my flame babe isn't the most rational person, but I do like that it was an answer connected to his element where he used his head!

Ah Clutch, you really got no backbone 😅 And apparently you're the only explorer who doesn't, dang look at the others go! I'm having a bit more respect for them now 😚

LOOK AT SENSEI GO FINALLY!!! 😍😍 FIGHTING SCENES HECK YES!!!

Kalmaar: I'm your conquerer

Wu: so after skeletons, the serpentine, nindroids, the Stone Army, Chen's army, ghosts, oni, more snakes but on fire and people from a game, that makes you the tenth. Have a free cookie

Kalmaar:...

Wu: you're not special

Is this a little throwback to Possession too? Nya seems to always control better water when she doesn't actually think about it. When her feelings are free, so are her powers 🌊🌊🌊

Also this opens up more possibilities! Creatures connected with other elements might get summoned too! I would love something like that 😍😍

This was NEAT, or maybe I just missed Kai that much ❤ What's next??

PAPERGIRL

ANTONIAAAAAAAA!!!! MY GIRL IS BACK!!! All my girls are back in this season, I'm so happy 😍😍😍 And if she is here, sweet little Nelson has to be around and I cannot wait! Bring in the purple ninja! 💜

Owww Antonia's last day as a papergirl? Nooo why??

She's got a job at the... DAIRY DRAGON??? OMG OMG OMG IT'S THE ICE CREAM PLACE BRAGI TOLD US ABOUT ON TWITTER!!! 🤩🤩🤩 I remember the post, he was asking about names for the place and ice cream flavors. Now I can't wait to see what did he choose 🍦🍦🍦

UNAGAMI BABY HI HONEY!!! 🙋‍♀️ I hope he's doing great 😘😘

This is so cool honestly, Antonia got her own character arc going on! Living in a chaotic city like Ninjago City must be pretty dang exhausting 😅

Was... was that Dareth in the garbage can? Am I wrong? Poor brown ninja 😅🤎😅

SPINJITZU SWIRL, BANANAKHAN, ORANGE SERPENTINE, I'M DYING 😂😂😂

Their friendship is so wholesome, I'm so happy they are still together no matter what happens 💕

I thought Kalmaar wasn't much of a fighter but DANG he's got skills! Also the fact that he uses tentacles makes the fight very cool to watch! 😚😚

RAY RUNNING IN AFTER KAI GOT HURT HECK YES ❤❤❤

Well at least you tried Ray 😅

Ah, little cameo of the original Weekend Whip, always nice to hear it again... AND DO THE WEEKEND WHIP!!! 🌪🌪🌪

EVEN NELSON GOT CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT I'M SO PROUD 💜

I don't even know what is cooler, the kids being mad lads on their bikes, Kalmaar driving a TRUCK or Kai going full parkour on the buildings to follow them 🤯

I'm sorry... am I the only one that during the Kai and Kalmaar talk kinda thought of Jestro and Clay? I miss my boys from NK, they're even more at odds now 😭😭

KAI YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO DIE OR EVEN TRY TO DIE GET BACK HERE AT ONCE 😱😱

Kalmaar just loves to make everyone feel inferior, gotta be his hobby 😶

Oh good Kai is back

OH NOT GOOD KAI IS NOT BREATHING?!? FLAME BABE I TOLD YOU YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO DIE 😱😱😱

Antonia, Nelson, you guys are now my heroes. You saved my fave, I'll be forever in dept with you ❤❤❤ Am I being overdramatic? Most likely, but Kai is one of the few that didn't almost die or did die in a dramatic situation and he is also my absolute favorite character so that... kinda keeps my sanity in check in this show 🥴

I wonder... does he still not know how to swim? He saved Lloyd in Possession but I wonder if he was only trying to float on the surface... THAT'S TERRIFYING

This episode was so adorable, I love Antonia and Nelson so much 💜💕💜💕 It's nice to see what the other people of Ninjago do while everything goes mad 🤣

Wait hang on my Ninjajan is a little rusty

"Ninjago City. City that never sleeps" well if that ain't the truth 😂

MASTER OF THE SEA

Like Master of the Mountain? Wait are we going back to Shintaro?? VANYA?? ANOTHER BEST GIRL RETURNS??? 💛

Hey hey hey, we got a full Nyad backstory! I really like when they do these little drawn shots, they feel more like legends! And... the ending sounds terrifying? Like, they wouldn't let Nya sacrifice herself and die... again... right? 😱

Bentho: and the world was in balance, until now because of my brother

Lloyd: and the Overlord before of course

Bentho: the what now?

Lloyd: the evil one my grandpa the first Spinjitzu Master fought?

Bentho: YOUR WHAT NOW

Why do I like this offscreen "hiiiyaaa" that sensei Wu does before actually going into the scene? 😂😂

No matter if they come from the underground or the sea, these are all snake-like creature with the same intellect 😅 Kalmaar and Garmadon would have a lot to talk about, sea king dealing with his minions does remind me of Lord Garmadon in season 2 a lot 😂😂

KAI AND RAY FIGHTING TOGETHER KAI AND RAY FIGHTING TOGETHER ❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤

OMG Kalmaar is such a brat and petty villain I love him so much 😂😂😂 Yes I didn't even mention his amazing voice!... AH DANG IT 😳😳

*Misako kicks Kalmaar and is actually useful* 🙆‍♀️🙆‍♀️🙆‍♀️

*Misako gets taken as hostage immediately after* 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

KAI LITERALLY JUST GOT SAVED FROM DROWNING WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO HIM!!!... and Ray and Cole and Wu of course, I care okay 😅

OMG that face 🤣🤣🤣

That some meme material right there

Whoa Vincent that voice just got super up when the Unsinkable showed up, it kinda sounded like Jay's lol

NO NOT BENTHO!!! 😢😢😢

Kai: Nya talks to whales now? (I snorted so hard at this 😂😂)

HECK YES NYA GOT THE AMULET!! 😍😍😍 ... we got, like, four more episodes to go so something needs to happen in between... do I need to be scared? I feel like I need to be scared 😅

Jay starting a fire then blaming Kai?... this is so in character I got chills 😂😂

SHARK BOY IS STAYING TO THE MONASTERY THIS IS SO PRECIOUS!!! 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 I want all the shenanigans and we need to write fanfictions about more shenanigans and AAAAHHHHH 🦈🦈🦈

Bless these two fire idiots

They own my heart ❤🔥❤🔥 Also Vincent, this is supposed to be a fun little gag moment, your amazing voice acting is kinda distracting me 😭😭😭

ANOTHER LEGO HUG

YOU GUYS ARE SPOILING ME OVER HERE HECK YES 💙🌊💙🌊

Maya learned that her daughter is capable of everything, I love that. Nya simply understood that she doesn't have to give up when something gets difficult. She is AMAZING and can do anything she puts her mind into. She simply has to hold on until the end 💪💪💪

Omg Benthomaar playing billiard with the guys I already love this 😍😍

YES IT IS SHINTARO!!! THE UPPLY ARE HERE OMG!!! HI VANYA YOU LOOK AMAZING GIRL MISS YOU I HOPE YOU'RE DOING OKAY!!! 💛💛💛 ... I just really like Master of the Mountain okay 😅

I love how Vanya doesn't even question it. It comes from Cole and he said it needs to be protected? Done and done 👌

Wait what, did something fall?

IS THAT THE FAKE?!?!? WHAT HOW WHEN??? UNCLE POWERS??? OR KALMAAR DID SOMETHING??? SOMEONE??? I'M LEGIT CONFUSED AND EXCITED??? 🤯🤯🤯

Well dang, I didn't see that coming, now what Seabound? What do you have for me?

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

❛ TWO ROADS ❜

with Canche and Obispo ‘Bishop’ Losa.

Warnings: none.

Word count: 2k.

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: to my wonderful @sonsofeorl ✨

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“Please, don't do that. Let me go”. With both hands raised to the man, you tried to push him away.

“No”. He just said with a naughty smile drawn on his lips, before grabbing your wrists to lift you up over his shoulder like a heavy bag, walking to the main room of the house.

“Let me go!” You shouted stirring over him, until you felt your body falling down over the mattress.

Sitting up on your forearms, you blow into a rebellious tuft of hair in the middle of your face, frowning. You couldn't barely breathe because of the efforts, watching the man crawling above the bed.

“I swear I'm gonna kill you”.

“Will you?” He asked, twisting his neck slightly, pouncing on you to tickle you on both sides.

“Canche, stop!” You screamed between laughs, trying to catch his hands while he made himself some space between your legs.

“C'mon, five minutes more, princesa de los Mayas”. The mexican surrounded you with his strong arms, resting his face on your stomach.

“My father is gonna kill us, if he finds out”.

“Just five minutes more”. He begged almost in a whisper, closing his eyes.

“I hate you”. You growled rolling your eyes, pretending that you didn't want to spend some time more together.

“I'm glad to know that it's something reciprocated”. The Mayan muttered, moving some inches until reaching your lips.

Tangling your legs with his and placing your hands on his head, you deepened the kiss, keeping the slow pace but welcoming his tongue inside your mouth. Every time you were this close, he had the same effect on you like the first time, bristling your skin and needing for more. You could assure that he was so in love with you, as you were with him. And you would like to shout it to the rooftops. But that wasn't an option. Not for the moment, at least.

“I know that… you can't call me”. You said caressing his neck with one of your hands, using your nails to made him some sweet tickles. “But… two weeks is too much. Maybe… I don't know… a text, to know that you're okay”.

“I will try, mi amor. I swear it”. He replied with a low tone of voice, accommodating his head on the pillow. “And when I come back, we will disappear for some days. We can go to the beach, if you want”.

“Sounds good, yeah”. You nodded assorted on the way of his lips moving, totally spellbound hearing his voice.

The man took back his hands to undone the clasp of the fine gold chain, with a small medal of the Virgen de Guadalupe. Silent, and very focused on his new task, he placed it around your neck. You knew how much he loved that necklace, being a gift from his mother who passed away some years ago. Giving it to you meant more than anyone could imagine, and you would swear you were about to cry if he hasn't kissed you again.

You have never been a believer, but you started to pray every night for him, to keep him safe and alive. It has been two long weeks, with a trip that started in Southern Cali to Stockton and Oakland, continuing to Portland. And after that, back to Santo Padre. One of the trips more dangerous of Mayans history, with a shipment of AK-47, even if they were accompanied by some SOA charters. But the day of their return has come and, with it, all your men. At least, you know it when you see through the front window of your car all the bikes parked there. The first you find is your father's. Next to it, Canche's.

Almost jumping out from your seat, you run like never before to the inside of the clubhouse. But the situation that welcomes you is chaotic. You open the door on time to watch Bishop tackling your boyfriend. A storm of hits and kicks is around everywhere, while the other Mayans stare at you almost frowning. You don't need to be a genius to know what is happening. Grabbing Ibarra's gun, being aware that no one is going to stop the fight, you point at the roof to fire it. The bullet impacting on it, calls everyone's attention. The two men on the floor are breathing violently, blood on their faces and angry gestures. Then, you point at them.

“The next one throwing a punch, juro por la Virgen that I'm gonna shot his brain off”.

The men separate from each other, standing up over their feet and shaking their clothes.

“How much time have you been together?” Your father asks, cleaning a brief red thread flowing from his bottom lip. His eyes are filled with rage.

“Why does it matter, dad?”

“Because I asked you for one last thing, and you shitted on it”.

“Do you think I made it on purpose? That I chose it?”

“You betrayed me. And you lied to me”.

“For God's sake… Ain't gonna talk about it in front of all these men”.

“We don't have anything else to talk about. You already took a decision”.

You just nod, one time. Stretching your arm to Ibarra, you give him back his gun.

“Doing the same shit that your mother did”.

His whisper doesn't go unnoticed to your ears, taking a step ahead when he's about to unlock himself inside the Templo.

“You pushed mom away, just like you are doing with me. If you are alone, if you are losing the only people who really love you, it's because of you, padre. Because of your jealousy, because of your inflexibility, because of your egocentrism complex”.

Bishop doesn't turn, but suddenly stops his heavy feet.

“(Y/N), don't talk to your father like that”. Canche says, frowning at you.

“Truth fucks you up, right?” You say raising your chin. “Love doesn't mean to hurt, dad. And sometimes I feel that you stab my chest. That you suffocate me. I feel alone the whole time, and you don't really know what it feels like, because I'm always by your side. But you weren't for me when I needed you the most. So don't blame me for choosing a man who cares about me, without asking anything back, over you”.

It has been the worst weeks of your life. You were sure that you were suddenly and inevitably falling into a dark depression, when you realized that you haven't gone out of Canche's house since you came. Mostly, you are tucked in his bed, grabbing the pillow as strongly as you can, wetting it with your tormented tears. A prospect was accompanying you all the time that your boyfriend was away from your side.

“How is the kid?”

Taza gets up from his chair, before Canche can leave the Templo. He turns around crossing his arms over his chest.

“Who asks?”

No one replies.

“She isn't happy, if you wanna know it”. His eyes are on Bishop's. “She cries most of the day. Hardly eats anything. And I can't remember how her laugh sounds”.

Your boyfriend is about to continue his steps, but he stops again.

“And I had to take her to the hospital some days ago, because she has a panic attack”.

“Maybe if you di—”.

“Don't you dare to add me in your equation, Bishop. This is your fault, not mine. I care about her. I love her. And I want to spend my life with her. I'm not trying to steal your daughter from you. I'm not asking her to leave you. I was even about to delegate my position as Presidente, and ask for a change of charter to be close to her. To come to Santo Padre, so she wouldn't have to leave her family”. His voice sounds firmly, blunt. “You are losing your daughter because of you, not because of me”.

Canche doesn't want to waste more time, having a road of one hour and a half to his house. The only thing he wants right now is come back, be with you, and try to comfort your pain somehow. So he doesn't notice that the crew follows him to the outside, in the meantime that he reaches his motorcycle.

His way back home feels like an eternity, parking in front of the porch, and almost jumping out from the top of it. The prospect is waiting close to the door, shrugging his shoulders to let him know that nothing has changed. You heard the door getting opened, turning your head over the pillow, watching him coming into the room. You would like to smile, as every time you see him, but it's like if your brain doesn't send the order to your lips. Lying down and embracing you over the mattress, filling your face with a bunch of kisses.

“I've missed you, mi vida”. He whispers onto your lips, before caressing them. “I took a day off, so I will be here with you the whole time”.

You can't help but sink your face under his chin, letting him hold you tightly. That's the only moment you feel somewhat better, knowing that he's not going to kick out your ass. Knowing that he loves you unconditionally.

“How was him?” You whisper.

“Fucked like you”. He just replies, kissing your head. “But I know that he's going to come today, you will see. I know it”.

He wasn't wrong. Actually, Canche is never wrong. You suddenly wake up because of the loud roar of an engine. It's coming closer, accentuating over others behind it. The bed is empty, and the room is almost in darkness. Rubbing your eyes with your knuckles, you get up from the mattress, guiding your steps to the living room as soon as you hear your boyfriend greeting your father. Sticking your head out the corner of the hallway, your eyes find him before anyone else there. He looks like shit. His beard is longer, scruffy. The two black marks under his eyes tell you that he hasn't slept much more than you.

Canche moves his head in silence, indicating the crew to leave the house, so you would have some intimacy and time alone. Bishop takes a step ahead, trying to reach you, trying to say something. But he can't. Doubting, he walks a little closer. Slowly. Hoping that you don't turn him down. Raising a hand towards your left, he holds it to push you into his arms. Surrounding your body, he hugs you with that kind of love and warmth that only your father can transmit you. All the sadness and the pain has gone. The fear of losing him, inside your chest, isn't oppressing it anymore.

“I'm sorry”. He says in a whisper, tightening his grip around you.

“Me too…”

“You don't have to, because you were right. This is my fault, mi princesa”.

He pulls himself away from you, enough to find your reddened eyes, about to cry again.

“I know you have to leave the nest, but I'm not ready. And I will never be. But if you have to do it, I'm good knowing that Canche is by your side”.

Leaning, your father kisses your forehead, pressing his lips on it for some long seconds.

“Just let me take care of you tonight, please”.

You just nod in silence. You couldn't say ‘no’. You need him, you didn't know it could be this hard to live without him. It's not the same when he's on a trip, than when he's just away from you. Closing your arms around him, you hide your face on his chest, like you used to do when you were a child waking up from a nightmare.

“I will always love you, pa'. No matter who else is in my life. I will always love you more than anyone”.

“I know, princesa. I do. And I will always do it”.

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2gether Rewatch ep 1:

I forgot that it starts out with Tine narrating for a bit.

Tine telling his friends about Green and how Green said he'll make Tine change his mind about liking guys

And his friends' immediate responses being Team Green! Is actually super realistic friend group dynamic teasing and I love it.

Tine RUNNING AWAY from Green KILLS me every time!!

And he runs directly to his friends, "Guess who I saw this morning!" 😂 I love their friend group.

Green handing toilet paper to Tine in the bathroom....... Yeah........

Did Green pursue P'Dim like this too? And it worked?? Or did P'Dim pursue Green?? Gosh, now I want like a prequel story for them.

Tine's friends saying he needs to start playing hard ball and then joking about football and baseball 😂👍

Tine's friends dressing up to scare Green! And one's holding a TOILET SCRUB BRUSH! HOW does someone even come up with that!?? It's brilliant!???

"I've taken a few boxing classes." Tine looking absolutely terrified: "Not just a few O.O" (poor bunny :()

Green's skinny jeans are so tight, but like 👌 nice

Green does not strike me as a fickle person. Did he really like Tine? I think he did, but like, what about P'Dim? Part of me feels like he just used Tine to make P'Dim jealous, which is awful and in no way helps Tine's low self esteem.

What's annoying is that Tine does straight up, honestly, and kindly tell Green he's not interested. Green just reads into everything and twists the truth. And won't listen to Tine.

He takes advantage of Tine's kindness and inability to tell him a harsh no, stop. Tine doesn't absolutely, concretely refuse Green and somehow that leaves just enough wiggle room for Green to squeeze in and manipulate the situation.

😂 I forgot about Tine's run when he escapes Green to get drinks 😂😂😂👌 it's the best thing ever. I love him so much. It's such a great little run!!

I think it's interesting that Tine acts happy/drunk from that drug and not just sleepy/dead tired.

Tine's favorite song is Together. Hmm. How fitting.

Poor Tine. Green immediately forgets to hold him up and drops him!

Okay. I can kind of understand the logic of "a fake girlfriend didn't work. Maybe a fake boyfriend will." Because Green is convinced he can change Tine, but what if Tine does admit to liking guys but it's not for Green? Then Green would be forced to acknowledge that Tine isn't rejecting him because he's a guy but because he's genuinely not interested in Green.

I think it's funny that they just had to shoot for the best of the best guy though 😂 why not just someone decently attractive? It worked out brilliantly for them though. The lucky b*stards.

Their little bulletin with a drawn portrait with no likeness at all to Sarawat with a question mark over the face 😂😂😂 and the sticky notes. Very professional detective work y'all are doing over there.

You know what's really weird. When I started watching 2gether, I had no idea who Toptap was but I knew Tine had a brother so I kept wondering who was the brother in the show during ep 1. Now I know who Toptap is and recognize him and I know that Type isn't even introduced as a character until several episodes later. But that was weird to realize because it means that since episode 1 was released I've watched multiple shows with Toptap in them. (Water Boyy, 3 will be free, rewatched love sick)

Sarawat is awesome. He's such a killer. 😂 And his friends are so great!! Gunsmile and Mike. *Chef's kiss*

The cast for this show is perfection. I love all of them. They're all amazing and hilarious and adorable AND amazing actors.

Posting a fake schedule for Sarawat was so smart! Too bad Tine and his friends kinda blew it for him.

Tine's friend Ohm (JJ) said he has a spy that said the schedule is a fake. Who's his spy???

Love the guitar music as Tine's running to Sarawat. How the heck did he manage to get in front of all those girls? There were girls on the stairs below where he and his friends were standing.

I really want to know what Sarawat is thinking when Tine just shows up right in front of him. He and his friends just walk away without saying anything at first. Why?

Sarawat's friends' reactions to Tine calling him an asshole 😂

What's super interesting to me about their first interaction is that Sarawat has been aware of and probably been watching Tine for a year. Which means he at least has some basic knowledge about Tine. Like he's kind, relaxed, cool (chill), etc. I wonder what he thought about Tine calling him an asshole. Not a great first impression, buuuuut~ it wasn't a first impression. Sarawat already knows that Tine is a good guy.

Is Sarawat just so introverted and socially stunted that he just has no idea how to interact with his crush so he's acting overly cool/cold to him?? I don't understand why he acts like that to his crush?

I just don't get it.

And then we get this wide shot and I love watching Sarawat's friends' reactions because I love their perspective on everything. But their faces after Sarawat says that and walks away are so funny! And Gunsmile's little wave 😂👌 (not the greatest snapshots sorry)

Guys I just finished part 2. This is bad. This post is so long already.

I feel like Sarawat got lucky because of how stubborn Tine is. Tine's friends are like, "let's find a different target." And Tine goes, "Nah, he's difficult so I have to have him now."

Tine said "email" so now I'm thinking about him speaking English and that Win lived in the US for a year and he's only a year younger than me and how crazy would it have been if I had met him? I went to a school that had a lot of foreign students. So weird. I mean the US is huge so of course the chances are crazy small, but it's fun to think about.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I finally understand how Tine's email sounded like he wants to kiss/sleep with Sarawat now. Got it. I was really slow on that, wooow....

Tine's dream is 👌

Sarawat's jacket is 🤤

Fun story (cuz this post isn't long enough already): before I started watching 2gether, I read a post about Tine's dream and that Sarawat turned into Green, but I didn't know Green was a name (and there were no capital letters to indicate that) so I thought that Sarawat must've turned into like a green monster or something in Tine's dream but nope! That's not what that meant!

After that email, I wonder what Sarawat thinks of his crush now. Lol.

I just noticed this bike statue 👌 I love public artwork so much sometimes

Aaaaaaaaaand now that I've noticed the statue, I also noticed

That when Tine crashes into the bush, he's somehow magically back at the statue and that little roundabout.

Aw. Okay. I'll give Green one (1) point. It's sweet that he got Tine and was sitting next to him with a smelling thing for Tine to wake up.

This girl Ann is precious. She's so cute.

This is the shared student number party. I'm a little confused why there are so many people there? Is it multiple student number groups meeting up?

Tine goes from 0 to 100 energy wise real quick! "I'm a chic guy. I like to act cute!" He is so cute. You all know the rest of that speech.

Oh I'm dumb! Sarawat and Tine are both new incoming freshman! Sarawat probably recognized Tine from the concert, but he probably hasn't even seen Tine since then! For some reason I was thinking they've probably had the chance to see each other around University. I'm dumb. So everything Tine is doing, Sarawat has no context for, nothing to compare it to or anything.

Tine.... Breaking the phone..... The cringe.... The secondhand embarrassment.... I'm struggling. It hurts. Oh the pain....

Okay yay!! EPISODE 1: DONE! 😄

I hope you all enjoyed my commentary even though it was very very long. 😂😘

[cocastyle]

Poems and Mistletoe

Pairing - Ben Hanscom x reader

Word Count - 3,343

A/N - so I feel like there is never enough of all the Losers out there so I’ve decided I’m going to try and write a piece for some of the Losers who don’t get as much love starting with Ben! I really loved this idea and I hope you guys enjoy it as much as me because Ben really deserves more love!

Prompt - Ben Hanscom has liked Y/N L/N since they met on his first day of school. It being the Christmas season and all, Ben finally decides to admit his feelings towards the girl in the form of a poem. It just is a matter of getting the poem to her that was the problem.

The day Ben Hanscom met Y/N L/N was the day that Ben knew he was a goner. It had been his first day at a new school, having only just moved to Derry a couple of days before, and he had been introduced to his tour guide Y/N by the principal.

Ben swore he had never seen someone as beautiful as the girl that had stood before him. Her h/c hair fell down to just below her shoulders, her e/c eyes so mesmerizing that Ben could do nothing more than gawk, and her smile—oh her smile was unlike anything Ben had ever seen.

It was the kind of smile that brought butterflies to his stomach and made his cheeks heat up. It was the kind of smile that made him feel like his heart was bursting with pure joy although he had been in a bad mood ever since he moved there. He knew then and there that he would never get tired of that smile.

Y/N had been a great tour guide and Ben remembered staring at her in admiration as she greeted so many different people as they walked down the hallway. He had no clue, but the four boys she had smiled and shared hugs with would end up being his best friends by the end of the following summer.

In that moment though, no one else seemed to matter and somehow along the way Ben mustered up enough courage to talk to the girl. And boy, when she sent him that smile of hers in his direction, he knew he was done for.

From that day on, a friendship flourished between the two, Y/N being the boy's only friend up until the summer had began. Then came the dreaded summer of 1989 and something about fighting a demonic clown and barely escaping with their lives and brought the two even closer together with both each other and their other friends—Stan, Mike, Bill, Eddie, Richie, and Beverly.

Ben still remembered the events that had taken place that summer, something that would never be able to leave him and that lived on in his nightmares. He had never been so scared in his life, but the worst of it had been when he saw Y/N floating in the air, having been caught in the dead lights by It and not showing any signs of breathing.

Ben shuddered slightly at the thought before quickly shaking his head. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about things like that, especially not when he was desperately trying to finish the poem he was writing. It had to be done in the next five minutes or he wouldn't be able to give it to Y/N in time.

Ever since the summer, Ben had realized that his feelings for Y/N were a more serious than he had thought. What had started off as a crush had turned into what he could only describe as love. But Ben had no idea how to tell her, afraid of what he might hear if he did.

So that was where the poem came into play. It was a way for Ben to express his feelings without coming out and saying them, that way, if Y/N didn't seem to notice just what the poem meant, then it wouldn't hurt him in the end. The only problem was getting the poem to her.

The Losers were having a Christmas party at Y/N's house and had decided to have a Secret Santa. They had each drawn names and Ben had been secretly hoping he would get the girl that was always on his mind, but he had ended up getting Stan much to his dismay.

However, Ben hadn't let that stop him and was planning on giving Y/N the gift in private, that way the other Losers weren't at all offended by not getting a gift and he wouldn't have to hear a bunch of crap from Richie about the poem.

It took Ben the whole entirety of the five minutes to finish the poem before he was rushing out the door with Stan's gift in his hand and the poem for Y/N in his pocket. Riding his bike with the present in his lap was quite difficult, but Ben didn't want to have to have his parents drop him off so he just sucked it up in the end.

Luckily Y/N's house wasn't too far from his own, so Ben was there in only a couple of minutes. He could already see some bikes laying on the ground outside, so Ben ditched his beside the others before taking in a deep breath and walking up to the door.

He was just about to knock on the door when it opened up to reveal Y/N who was laughing and beginning to walk outside. She jumped slightly in surprise at the sight of him before smiling widely. “Oh, hello, Ben. I was just about to check and see if I could see any of you coming down the street,” Y/N said happily.

“H-Hi, Y/N,” Ben muttered, his cheeks growing a bit red as he stared at the girl in awe. She was standing there with a white sweater, black jeans, and her hair in a messy braid. Ben swore his heart swooned at the sight of her.

Y/N smiled at the boy and titled her head before pointing behind her. “You want to come in? We’re just waiting on Richie to show up and then we were thinking about exchanging gifts and watching a Christmas movie,” she said.

Ben nodded weakly and Y/N’s smile widened before she turned to walk inside. The boy could feel the poem burning in his pocket and gulped slightly before going to reach for it. “Uh. . .actually, Y/N-“ Ben began, but he fell silent when the girl turned back to look at him, her e/c eyes staring at him making him forget what he was about to say.

“Ben?” she questioned and that seemed to snap the boy out his thoughts. Ben stuck his hand into his pocket and had just grabbed ahold of the poem when a voice exclaimed from behind them, “Look at you two, standing out here in the cold when the warmth of a house is literally right there. Fucking losers.”

Y/N chuckled softly and rolled her eyes to look behind Ben where Richie was standing. “Says the boy who is also standing out in the cold. So fuck off,” Y/N joked, earning a laugh from Richie while Ben just sighed and took his empty hand out of his pocket.

“Nice one,” Richie smirked before nodding towards the door. “So we allowed to go in or are we all just going to continue standing around like a bunch of dumbasses?”

Y/N chuckled and opened the door for the boy. “Thanks,” Richie said, smiling softly at the girl before ruffling her hair and walking inside. Ben was about to follow behind him, but a hand on his arm stopped him.

The boy looked to his right to see Y/N looking at him curiously and almost hopefully? “You were going to tell me something,” Y/N pointed out.

“Oh. . .um. . .it can wait,” Ben assured her.

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows, her smile falling slightly as she asked, “Are you sure?”

If Ben didn’t know any better, it almost seemed as if Y/N wanted to stay out there with him. But he was only kidding himself. Why would Y/N want to be alone with him?

“Yeah, I’m sure,” Ben told her, giving the girl a tight lipped smile in response.

Y/N stared at him in silence for a minute before nodding. “Okay then. Let’s go inside and do the gift exchange!” Y/N exclaimed as she grabbed the boy’s arm and quickly drug him inside.

Before Ben knew it, Y/N was pulling him into the living room where the other Losers were all conversing, Richie having already situated himself between Eddie and Stan on one couch while Mike, Bill, and Beverly sat on another.

“Ben!” Beverly greeted, a bright smile on her face before the other Losers quickly greeted the boy as well.

“Hey, guys. Sorry I’m a little late,” Ben told them, but Bill waved his apology away.

“It’s f-f-fine, Ben. No n-n-need to apologize,” Bill assured him.

Y/N smiled and sat down on the ground before patting the spot next to her for Ben. “Come on then. Let’s get this started shall we?” she asked. “I’ll go first.” She then reached under her Christmas tree and pulled out a small bag before turning to Ben and holding the bag out to him. “I had Ben.”

Ben’s eyes widened in surprise and he set Stan’s gift down in front of him before gently taking the gift from Y/N. Shyly, the boy took the tissue paper out before he pulled out the gift inside. He smiled brightly at the sight of an architecture book, architecture being something that he had grown an interest for over the past couple of months.

“Wow, Y/N,” Ben whispered in disbelief as he ran a hand over the book.

“That’s not all. Open the card,” Y/N said excitedly as she grabbed the boy’s arm and shook it gently.

Ben gave her confused and amused look before pulling the small card out of the bag. He pulled the card out of the envelope and chuckled softly at the cheesy Christmas card before opening it, his eyes widening at the sight of two slips of paper on the inside.

“You’re joking,” Ben muttered in disbelief, his eyes flickering over to the girl in surprise. “Y/N!”

The girl just shrugged and the Losers all tried to crane their neck to see what was inside, but Ben was quick to hide it, not wanting the others to see it. Only Y/N and Beverly were the ones that knew about his obsession with New Kids on the Block and he was not about to let the boys see the two concert tickets Y/N had gotten him for the New Kids on the Block concert that would be coming in town in a couple of months.

“I got two so you could enjoy it with someone else,” Y/N whispered so that the others wouldn’t hear. Ben looked to her with a goofy smile, already knowing he wouldn’t want to go to the concert with anyone other than the girl in front of him.

“Thank you,” Ben whispered, still in shock.

Y/N smiled and reached out to hug the boy before saying, “Merry Christmas, Ben.”

Ben didn’t have time to say anything else before the others began to exchange their gifts. Ben didn’t even notice the other gifts, his attention still on the book and concert tickets which he couldn’t believe the girl had gotten him.

He finally managed to pull his attention away long enough to watch Y/N open her gift from Richie, the boy having gotten her the Bruce Springsteen record Born in the U.S.A. and a framed picture of the two of them from when they were toddlers, Stan, Richie, and Bill hugging the two from behind while the young Richie and Y/N laughed at each other.

Ben couldn’t stop himself from smiling at the look of pure happiness that had dawned the girl’s face, Y/N instantly going over and hugging Richie tightly while the boy tried to act like it was no big deal.

When everyone was finally done opening gifts, the Losers all crowded onto the couches and began to argue over which Christmas movie they should watch.

“A Christmas Story!” Richie exclaimed as he squirmed between Eddie and Stan, trying to get comfortable.

“What the fuck? No way! We’re watching A Christmas Vacation,” Eddie argued as he shoved the boy back. “Quit shoving!”

“I say we watch A Christmas Carol,” Stan suggested.

“No!” Eddie and Richie both exclaimed automatically while Stan pouted.

Y/N chuckled and shook her head at her friends before standing up and wiping her hands on her pants. “Well, I’ll leave you guys to figure out which movie we watch while I make some popcorn,” Y/N said before walking off, not noticing the way Ben’s eyes followed her figure out of the room before he reached into his pocket and pulled out the piece of paper.

“I’m going to go see if Y/N needs help,” Ben announced quickly before rushing out of the room, the others not noticing because they were currently trying to stop Eddie and Richie from shoving each other.

It was like Ben could hear his heartbeat and his own breathing in his ears, the realization that he was about to be alone with Y/N and give her the poem he had made for her making him grow nervous.

He made it to the kitchen in time to see Y/N putting a bag of popcorn in the microwave, the girl turning around upon hearing footsteps and smiling at the sight of Ben. “Oh, hey! Did you need something?” Y/N asked sweetly. “A drink maybe? Or some food?”

“Oh, no. No. I’m good,” Ben assured her. “I just. . .” He took a deep breath. Here is goes. “I wanted to give you something.”

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows and watched as Ben shyly walked over to her before holding it his hand that was holding the piece of paper. She smiled slightly at him, a curious gleam in her eyes as she gently took the paper from him.

Ben was quick to look at his feet as he heard the crumbling of the paper as she opened it up. Y/N stared at the paper for a moment before it dawned on her that it was a poem, that Ben had written a poem for her. Ben cringed as he heard the girl softly whisper out the words on the paper, suddenly realizing just how awful it sounded.

Before long, she had finished reading the poem and a silence had fallen along the two. Ben squeezed his eyes shut, the fear of rejection washing over him. But then he felt something soft on his cheek and his eyes opened up in surprise as he saw that Y/N had kissed his cheek.

His whole face went red as the girl pulled away, a bright smile on her face as she looked at Ben with an unreadable expression. “Thank you, Ben,” she whispered as she held the paper close to her heart. “I love it.”

Ben gawked at her for a second before nervously scratching his neck and saying in a low voice, “I just. . .I wanted to give you something for Christmas. I was actually hoping you would be my Secret Santa, but I knew either way I still wanted to give you something. Sorry it’s not anything expensive. I don’t really have the money.”

Y/N smiled warmly and quickly shook her head. “I didn’t care about the money. This is probably the best gift anyone has ever given me, Ben. It was thoughtful and from the heart and I couldn’t ask for anything better,” she assured him, her words making Ben smile slightly.

He let his eyes flicker up to meet her eyes and the two stared at each other in silence for a minute before Y/N whispered, “I have feelings for you too, you know.”

Ben blinked in surprise, silently wondering if what he had heard was right and if Y/N had actually been able to pick up on the hidden message in his poem. But then he seemed to realize just what she had said and his eyes widened.

“You. . .you do?” he asked, Y/N nodding in response. Ben didn’t know what to do as he looked at the girl, his eyes wide while his mouth fell open slightly hit let agape.

It was Y/N who broke the silence with a small chuckle before she went to grab the finished popcorn. She returned a minute later and held out her empty hand to him. Ben blinked and looked to her hand before looking back up at her face. Y/N just smiled warmly at him, “Come on. They’re going to wonder where we’ve been.”

Ben could merely nod in response as he hesitantly reached out and reached for Y/N’s hand, the girl intertwining their fingers together almost instantly while Ben continued to look at her in awe, his face growing redder by the second.

Y/N gently tugged him along and out of the kitchen, but Ben failed to notice that they had gone out a different way than they had entered until Y/N stopped just below a doorway.

Ben furrowed his eyebrows and went to question the girl encore he noticed she was staring above them with a smile on her face. The boy slowly let his gaze flicker up and his face instantly reddened at the sight of the mistletoe above them.

His eyes flickered back down to Y/N with wide eyes and she chuckled before beginning to lean forward, her face pausing inches away from the boy. Her breath mingled with his own and she seemed to crowd all of his senses. She hesitated there, waiting to see if Ben would pull away, but when he didn’t, Y/N leaned forward the extra couple of inches before her lips brushed against his own.

Ben had never felt anything like he did in that moment. For kissing Y/N under the mistletoe was something he had never expected to happen and all he could feel was pure bliss and euphoria in that moment. It was like his heart was bursting with joy and love while his hand that was holding onto Y/N’s shook nervously.

He didn’t even know if he was doing any of this right, Y/N being both his first kiss and the only girl to have ever liked him.

Her lips were soft and for a moment it felt like Ben was on cloud nine. But then she was pulling away and Ben had to remind himself to breath before he managed to open his eyes once again.

He was still face to face with Y/N, their noses brushing against each other as they stood there red faced. Y/N had never looked more beautiful than in the moment with a light blush dusting her cheeks and her eyes glistening with happiness.

Ben couldn’t even comprehend what had just happened, the reality of having finally kissed Y/N being enough to make him speechless. But then she was giving him that damn smile of hers, only this time he knew that it was out of love.

He would never get tired of that smile.

Y/N finally pulled away from the boy and Ben swore it looked like she was glowing. How he had managed to get someone like her to have feelings for someone like him was beyond his imagination and he knew he couldn’t have been luckier.

She gently let go of his hand and smiled in his direction one more time before disappearing from the doorway and into the living room to join their friends for the movie. That left Ben standing there in the doorway, the young boy still trying to comprehend what had just happened.

Finally, it all seemed to hit him and Ben couldn’t stop himself from grinning widely and touching his lips before whispering to himself, “Holy shit.”

It took him a couple of seconds before finally managed to move his feet once again, his legs carrying him to the living room where he would end up sitting beside Y/N and holding her hand as the Losers all watched a Christmas movie.

Ben had never been happier.

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[amayamiyaki]

The prologue for Home is finally out! So for those of you interested in a wholesome fic about a charming, single father falling in love with his daughter's teacher, this fic is for you!

Title: Home

Characters/Pairing: Genma/Sakura

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Strong language and mature sexual content

Summary: Genma always knew that being a single father meant doing what was best for his daughter, whether it be tea parties in the yard or wiping her tears away. And with his parents and his friends there to help him out every step of the way, he likes to think he's done a good job so far. But in the back of his mind, Genma also knew there was something—or rather, someone—missing. And it makes him realize that maybe, he doesn't have to do it all alone.

In which Genma falls into an unexpected romance with his daughter's teacher, Sakura. He wants a home. Sakura wants a family. And as for his daughter?

"Daddy, I want a mom."

Prologue:

A fire crackles in the center of the yard, projecting elongated shadows along the grass. Sparks pop and float into the air while the flames dance on, fervent with the easy mood.

Its warm tonight, the sweltering heat of summer just beginning to surrender into a colder, more comforting breath, and the skies are alight with all the constellations on bold display. The grass sways despite the lack of wind, whispering their soft goodbyes against Genma's legs as he listens to the cicadas and crickets sing one last song. He looks up at the sky with a relaxed sigh, leans back onto his palms and stretches out his legs, takes in the dazzling eclipse of stars that paint the charcoal night.

He loves nights like this—nights where the many shades of the sky aren't masked by artificial streetlamps and where the crickets' symphony isn't disrupted by the hum of overhead planes. He likes being able to lay back and trace the crystalline embroidery overhead while his friends laugh and joke around him, because it reminds him of summers from decades past and adventures in the woods, bike rides along the train tracks.

Absently, Genma shifts again, closes his eyes as he feels the breath of fatigue graze against his chest. He's exhausted, bleary eyed and a day unshaven; his shoulders ache and all he wants to do is go home and sleep, but part of him isn't quite ready to leave—not when everyone is out tonight.

Iwashi sits to his right, idly plucking chords out of his guitar but not really paying attention, more invested in the stories they all trade over the fire. Kakashi's passed out in the hammock further down, lost to the world while Yamato and Kotetsu listen to every conversation with shaking heads and wholehearted chuckles; Aoba stands watch over the grill and Ebisu cracks open a fresh beer, while Izumo and Asuma argue over whose rendition is closer to the truth.

"Then he tripped, smacked right into Arashi's car!"

"Hold on now," Asuma interrupts with a hint of a laugh, leaning forward so his elbow rests upon his knee. He flashes his palm as he speaks, waving his hand in a way that demands pause, but smiling nonetheless. "That is not how that happened."

izumo mimics his pose. "That's exactly how that happened!"

"No," Asuma insists with the shaking of his head. "You were running your mouth and Zabuza kicked your ass. He straight up threw you into the side of the car." Then, the bearded man huffs and leans back into his chair. "Arashi and my dad beat my ass all up and down Old Road for that dent, by the way."

As Iwashi and Kotetsu snicker, Izumo shoots back, one hand gesturing to himself as he sputters incredulously, "I didn't say anything! It all started because Obito said something about Mangetsu's brother. And I wasn't the one who put the dent in the door."

"Zabuza threw you into the side of the car," Asuma reiterates, sharing an exasperated but amused look with Yamato and Kotetsu. "How is that not your fault?"

"Zabuza just doesn't like me because Mei was into me."

This time, Kotetsu scoffs. "She was not!"

Aloud, Genma snorts and shakes his head, slowly drowning out their bickering with his own thoughts. He remembers that day completely differently than both of them. It was senior year, a surprisingly warm Friday night at the end of September. Homecoming was on the horizon so the excitement of glittery dresses and football, of parades and late night bonfires had the whole town in a tizzy. The first game of the season had been a tense one against their school's most bitter rivals, the Kirigakure Sharks—a game that their school won.

Closing his eyes, Genma can picture it all—the thrum of the marching band, the taste of the cheap beers they coined off the guy at the gas station, the salt on the fries they bought. They had gone to the drive-in diner across the street to celebrate, laughing about something that the beer had wiped away, bodies warm with the haze of mild intoxication. Asuma had begged his older brother, Arashi, for the keys to his Impala for almost a week just so he could impress Kurenai, so he had been overly cautious about anyone so much as breathing on the thing, automatically putting him in a mood. And as his friends, it was his and Kakashi's job to tease the couple into exasperation, which was when Zabuza and his gam had appeared.

They were spouting out insults before they even pulled into the spot beside them, Genma recalls, remembering how they were piled in the bed of Zabuza's honey-striped Chevy. They were grumbling about their loss, throwing dirty looks and bucking their chins in challenge at anyone who bothered to spare them a glance; and while Obito and Izumo and Kotetsu talked their shit, blowing off Kisame and Mangetsu's comments, and Asuma brushed past Raiga, it was Kakashi who had really threw the oil into the fire.

He had moved to throw his trash away, but when Zabuza wouldn't let him by, calling him out with something Genma hadn't been able to catch, Kakashi shrugged and tossed the rest of his plate through the window of Zabuza's truck. Next thing Genma knew, he and Kotetsu were stopping Kisame from climbing over a bench and Asuma had an arm around Raiga's neck while Mangetsu all but tackled Obito. It was three and a half minutes of pure chaos, ending with a winded Izumo, a dent in Arashi's car and a lot of running.

They went all the way up to the park on Old Road after that, trying to hide from their parents for just over a day before Asuma and Kakashi's Pops sniffed them all out and drove them home. His Ma was furious, twisted his ear real good, so he could remember its burn every time he even thought about getting into another fight while his Pop smacked the back of his head with a grumbled, "Idiot."

Man, Genma thought with a quirk to his lips, those were the days.

To this day, no one really knows who put that nasty dent in Arashi's car. They just all assumed and accepted the idea that Izumo had caused it, whether it be because he was caught in the tackle that took Obito down, or because he was thrown into it. And even if they ever did find out, they'd probably stick to blaming Izumo.

Sighing, Genma straightens up from his spot on the ground, his hands working to brush the dirt from the back of his wranglers, bringing all the attention on to him. "You're leaving?" Kotetsu asks, his tone a lot more sober than his posture. "Already?"

Genma readjusts his ball cap with a shrug, tugs on the ends of his jacket, then on the sleeves. "Yeah," He yawns, tilting his head until his spine pops. "Its getting late. I gotta get home to my girl."

They accept that without pause or complaint, patting shoulders and tapping knuckles as they say their goodbyes, and it isn't until he's pulled into his driveway and undid his belt, that Genma really feels the weight of the world on his shoulders. So he sits in the solitude of his truck for a little bit longer, absently listening to the guitar strumming from the radio with his head dropped back against the headrest and his eyes closed. And he waits.

Because even he needs a break sometimes.

Once the song ends, Genma slips out of his seatbelt and steps out of his pickup, then trudges his way up the front steps as quickly but as quietly as possible. The lights are off but he can see the dull indigo light from the television from the window, which make his brows furrow in contemplation. But as he steps inside and sees the little lump on the couch stir, revealing a head of messy braids, he can't help but smile.

"Welcome back," He barely hears from behind the loveseat.

"Hey," Genma murmurs, rounding the coffee table to kneel beside the couch. "What are you doing up so late?"

Hayate doesn't move from his position sprawled across the smaller couch, nor does he move his arm away from its place draped over his eyes. "She wanted to wait up for you," He replies, tiredly, and with a long, drawn out yawn. "Passed out about fifteen minutes ago."

Genma's fingers gently brush the baby hairs away from the young girl's face, then he carefully scoops her into his arms, blankets and all. Glancing back at his cousin, Genma's expression softens. "Thanks for watching her. I appreciate it."

Hayate waves a hand dismissively. "Yeah, any time."

[pbandjesse]

My stomach hurts really bad right now. So I am going to lay down soon. But today's been a pretty nice day. Did not feel like a day off though.

I hate that my stomach hurts again. My stomach hurt really bad last night and after James friends left it didn't really stop. I washed my face and that helped cool me down at least. But it took like 2 hours before I was comfortable enough to actually sleep. So that sucked. It actually hurts worse tonight but at least I'm in my own bed and can try to deal with pain alone and not bothering James with my whining. Not that he would think that it was annoying but still.

We woke up this morning at 7 and I made him stay in bed until 7:30 because I was exhausted and I didn't want him to get up yet. I actually slept pretty well. And once I was dress I basically just left. I wanted to keep my momentum going because I really wanted to clean the apartment and finish my heart. It was cool out. But I was fine I had a sweater. And biking back to my house is easier because it's a one way that direction.

I got back to my place and unpacked. Laid out my dress for tonight. And then I cleaned. I vacuumed and I Swiffered. I cleaned out the fridge. I Cloroxed the inside of the fridge. I try to just get rid of all the Crows Nest that I've been feeling in the apartment. That took a while and then I worked on my diorama. I hadn't finished something and I didn't realize it. I went to photograph it and realized I had forgotten to make the whole Lantern section. So I quickly did that. I'm actually pretty happy with how it turned out even though I made in about 2 minutes. The rest of it took me a really long time so I'm glad I'm happy with it.

At noon I was ready for my interview. And then 1215 came. And I was like oh maybe she forgot. Which is fine it happens. I sent an email asking if she wanted to reschedule for later this week or meet in person since I live in the neighborhood. And then I actually headed over to the Walters. I wanted to drop off my ID card since I'm not volunteering anymore. And while I was getting ready for that I checked my email and I actually had an email from the teaching position. It looks like they're going to offer me the job but they can't actually do that until they have funding from the city approved. And they're not going to know about that until mid this week. But if all goes well I can be starting on the 22nd. Terrifying but I'm very excited. I am trying not to be too excited because funding could not come through but we got to stay positive.

When I was at the Walter's I left a note for the woman who I was having interview with there as well. And I got complimented on the embroidery I done on my volunteer bag. It was nice talkin to Laurel and then I headed down to Fleet Week.

It was wickedly busy down there. Like not as bad as I guess like City from what I saw but still very bad. I had wanted to go on some of the larger ships that the lines were incredibly long. So I just ended up walking around the outside. I whenever to the city of bismuth which is the Pontoon ship. Honestly the only one I care about. But the line was like 2 hours long. So I decided to just go up to the fence and talk to the guy with big gun. I asked him what the crew size was and we ended up talking for 10 minutes. He kept adjusting his gun and getting the same goofy smile on his face that James does when I talk and get too excited about something. All smiling and blushing. That was my one big flirting moment of the day but I like to tell people that I was flirting with all the sailors. But really I mostly just walked around and people watched. I ran into Chris and said hi. But the girls are just too crazy down there so I headed over to Fell's point.

Still crowded but much less lines. I got to see the Coast Guard Eagle tall ship. And that was cool because I didn't even know that the coaster had a tall ship. I did flirt with the sailors there as well. But mostly I was just fascinated cuz I had no idea that the Coast Guard had sale powered ships still. I mean that has an engine but that's really cool that the Coast Guard has a sail ship. And it was nice to walk around the back. I decided after I saw that one that I didn't even see any of the other ships. I'll probably try to see the godspeed tomorrow since it's right next to Constellation but not ships are letting us go below deck to my knowledge. And really all I care about is what the living spaces look like anyway. So I'm not that torn up about it.

Since I was down at fellas I walked around a little bit. Wanting a couple of the stores. I found a new store that just open today that is all Baltimore theme stuff that I think James would love. It's all novelty shirts and stuff. I like the aesthetic though. And I walked around the Goodwill for a bit too. I didn't have any luck there finding stuff for James apartment or the things I needed. I decided that I really should just go get lunch.

I went down to the harbor again and I had pizza. Listen to a podcast. And then I went to Marshalls to get winter lotion. I decided I want to switch over from Citra sense since its fall now. And had really good luck. I got a philosophy brand in the clearance section that's cream and mint. And I love it. And that's a really expensive Brands usually so it was nice to get it for under $10.

It stopped at constellation and talk to Frank for a while. Dropped off the half of my pizza to have lunch for tomorrow. And after a little bit of wandering around. I went and Build-A-Bear and found a life jacket that I return to the dragon boats. I had it home. I had seen some of the Thunderbirds going over. And that was interesting. But really I was tired. And I need to be in the house for a while just by myself.

I got back here and I took a very long shower. That made me feel a lot better. I basically spent the next two hours lounging in a robe watching TV. Playing with sweet pea. I wasn't exactly sure what time James was coming so I wasn't sure when to start getting ready. But ended up all working out just fine.

He got here about 6. And I had finished putting on my makeup and my dress a few minutes before that. I felt like I look really good tonight. My makeup was just on point and the dress look great and it was pink for the event was perfect. So I felt really good. And James looks super cute too. He always does. He let me do his hair.

We went and grabbed the bus to go to his parents house. I didn't have my charm card because I didn't know that we are going to be taking a paid bus. So he paid for me which was nice of him. We got up to his parents house and his mom had some of her friends there. And she had put out snacks. So we had snacks and talked. I got to talk about art for a while. And his mom had gotten the catalogs are ready for the show so I read through them which was good because I was not going to have a lot of time to read tonight while we were there. It was nice being able to talk about my art for a little bit too. I feel no more confident than when I'm talking about my art.

Me and James walked over to the BMA first. Because the adults were going to be driving. But just down the street we found a box of free stuff and there was a gold-framed mirror. Which if you know anything about me that is one of my favorite things. So he carried it back to his parents house for me. The adults all got a big kick out of that when we walk back in the door. But then we were back to the museum. We sat outside on the bench while we waited for them since they were the ones with the tickets. Or at least the information on how to get in. We watched a bunch of old people coming in and just talk. It was nice. I like to watching all the different people dressed up. A lot of people with John Waters mustaches drawn on or styled. So much pink so much gaudy. It was a blast. My dress was very very low cut so knowing that I was not going to be sticking out because of that was a little bit of a comfort.

They don't got there and we went inside. The line to get into the actual exam it was wicked long. So we all decided since it would have been wait anyway to just go up to the reception part and have snacks. Which worked out really well for me because I was starving and my stomach hurt. We had a bunch of snacks. And then me and James went and got a photo booth photo. He was so awkward looking in the top two photos it basically looked like a high school prom picture. So when the third one I made him dance a second just to get him to smile bigger. And in the last one I kissed him. It was just very sweet. After that we decided to go to the actual exhibit. It was a little bit of wait in line but not a big deal. We ended up being the first ones in in our group going up to the actual line. And then the last ones in when the door is opened. At least for our group. I asked the guy at the front and he said over 700 people to come in already that night. That's wild.

The show itself was fabulous. I would have probably changed the wall color. From the white Cube. But honestly I think for the commentary he was trying to make it worked well. There was one piece that is just a black curtain with sound coming out. It's a fake video installation. And I fucking love that piece. It was probably my favorite piece of the night. But honestly some of the pieces were so good and so instagrammable. I am glad that we're going to be able to go back. And spend more time. And read everything. Because there was just a lot of stuff that I would have liked to spend more time with. I am really glad that we got a picture in front of the have sex in the voting booth button. I apparently caught James off-guard when I kissed him. He was nervous enough about asking someone else. But it was very cute. And honestly the show is great and I can't wait to go back.

We headed out and went and found his parents again. And while we were standing there with his mom John Waters walked right past us. And I kicked my PO up and looked over my shoulder and told him great show. And he said hi to me. And it was just such a surreal moment. He's much shorter than I imagined. I don't know why but I always imagined to be 8 feet tall. And just lanky as all hell. Definitely a highlight of my night.

My stomach still hurt pretty bad though and we had seen the show and had the snacks. I wasn't really interested in choosing too much more than that. So we went to go get the bus. It was a nice ride back even though I was still feeling like complaining. We got back to my apartment and James made me a drink. I mean it's just Crystal Light. But there's something comforting about that because that's something I always drink when I don't feel very good. I jokingly told him I was going to make a handbook for the care and keeping of Jesse. And he said yes please make that. So I might jokingly make that. We'll see.

Sweet P just came over and wormed his way onto my lap. So he is all curled up on me now. Which is nice but I also would really like to go lay down. So I'll give him a couple minutes and then get to bed. I'm working all day tomorrow with Frank. I think I'm going to be doing the firing again and Frank said that he would spot me if I need help. I think it's going to be a fairly busy day. But we'll see what happens. I don't know if consolation itself is being busy or just the pier. We're still caustic money so I don't know if people are actually coming in that much. We'll see. I think it'll still be a pretty good day. Sleep well everyone.

[everyonesfavoritegoldenboy]

Reading my text from Robby and realizing that somewhere between here and there he's aged and matured and blindsided me with it. His words. I almost broke this phone again...the duct tape barely holding the hinge on...I need another phone...but that's the least of my troubles. He's right. Why is everyone right all of the sudden? Do I ever do anything right? Make a difference in someone's life? I read his words again and realize that once again I'm acting like a selfish bastard. He wants me here. He wants us to work on our fragile situation. I just don't know if I can anymore.

The ride home from the dealership was shit. I cursed until the air turned blue. My face hurt...and I think I pulled a muscle elsewhere...his stupid face didn't even flinch...Jerkwad. I knew if I stopped talking I'd start thinking. And that's something I couldn't allow myself to do right now. I felt so fucking low and trapped. My thoughts strayed back to the bar. Most of my damage has been done here...once again...and would anyone really miss me if I was gone? Flashes of her face were in everything I saw. She only stared back angrily. I don't even know how I made it home. I needed a beer or alcohol of ANY kind somewhere NOW! I didn't want to hear her words...I didn't want to think about anything right now...but getting away. I even fucked up the situation at the bar...my finances are on the line and last I talked to Pete he told me if we don't turn it around, we're screwed. What fucking good are you, Lawrence? I open the fridge and the beer fairy had left me two six-packs enough to dull the pain for a moment to numb me into an unconscious void. I start in on them but I can't swallow. I try again...but the lump in my throat and the overwhelming sense of how did my life get so screwed up wouldn't allow me to push it down. "God damnit I need her back!" I throw the bottle at the wall hard and it smashes. I dump the rest down the sink... even beer was no longer something I could count on.

Now I'm reading his text for the third time... looking down at my clothes and my bag...it would be so damn easy to say the hell with everything. I shove random clothes and anything else I find tossed all over the room. I look at my night stand and see Chuck sitting there from the night before. He hasn't judged me...yet. I toss him in the bag along with the shirt, she left behind.

Is it really three strikes and I'm out? She's already blaming me for destroying relationships... defending the asshole...and walking away when I need her most. It's gotta be true. She won't even listen to what I have to say... turned her back and walked away. Was our feelings ever strong enough?

I grab my bag and look around one last time before locking my door behind me. I don't want to see Carmen now...I feel betrayed by the whole female species. I get on my bike and tear out of there, I'm sure the rev up I gave it woke the neighbors...

I had all intentions to get on the highway...put this place out of my head for a long time... maybe forever...when I found myself in my old neighborhood... Encino Hills...was I that much on autopilot?? "Damnit!"

The place hadn't changed much since the last time I was here dealing with Sid's death and the fall out from all of that. I begrudgingly got off my bike hoping that Robby wasn't home when I entered. I don't know what to say...I just don't know what to do anymore...but I'm here and I didn't run away...yet.

I made my way up the stairs drawn to my mom's room. Was it subliminal? What was the pull? Her room was almost like a shrine. Kept in pristine condition... almost as if she could walk in the room at any time. I whirl around and she's there a second and in a second she's gone. Long enough for me to see her blonde hair in the sunlight. Long enough for me to see the concern on her face...long enough.

I shake off the ghost and stand in front of her mirror. "I miss you." I say into the reflection. I could have sworn I felt arms encircle me from around my back and a face pressed there. I let the feeling linger for a minute before turning and everything was gone. The smell of her perfume was in the air and I thought maybe Robby sprayed it from time to time to remind him...it was comforting and I was so tired. I went to her large walk-in closet and dressing room and found her there...smiling as she looked through all of her clothes. She turned to look at me and smiled her best...and I smiled back in disbelief. I rubbed my eyes like a kid would and she was gone again. My heart ached for so many reasons...and I can't fight this feeling anymore. I curled up on her floor amongst her things and fell asleep... Everything swallowed up in blackness.

Text to Robby (P) (Private)

Hey Robby...it's your dad...look something has come up and I gotta get back to the bar... I've been gone about a month and I think ole Pete's gonna toss me out on my ass...if you want to stop by and see me before I go...I'd really like that. The mods on the dojo are almost complete.. just make sure you check on Diaz to see when it's up and running...

I'm gonna just deal with a few issues out there and be back in a couple of weeks. I hope I can see you before I jet. If not, say hi to your mom for me if you go out to see her again.

I'm not gone forever and I'll be back before you know it.

[squishysphealgirl]

ID: tags reading: #Something something something #Fake It till you make it #I hate drawing horses #Doodleboot #I swear it was funny in my head #By the time I realized it wasn't I had already drawn a bike

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