#Cally 'twas

[thebadchoicemachine]

Quiz + Picrew

@plutotries​ @teamfortresstwo​ @jack-enbyfold​ @thecatchat​ /np

Bonus Alabaster:

[dykespence]

Haven't listened to much beatles stuff in agesss I gotta get back on it

[invisiblequeen]

Noe Bodi Gameplay: Day 36, Part 1

NEW NEIGHBOR MOVED INTO OASIS SPRINGS!

Zavier St. Tompkins (@westonsims00). That's it. That's the introduction.

I have been waiting to share this one with y'all, oh my god. I asked WestonSims for a sim based on a song and he gave me a GOD. I just love looking at him, my heavens.

I usually start each sim off doing something in their home for a while before meeting new sims. So he was playing around on the keyboard for five seconds.

But Rhea Moya (@fl0pera) was walking like a model on the street and I just had to make them meet. Twas a hunch that it would be magical.

My hunch was right.

Never have I seen Rhea smile as much as she smiled with Zavier. Don't blame her. LOOK AT HIM. He's an angel.

I barely had to do anything to steer them in the right direction. They were flirty and playful and cute and even migrated to the middle of the street where anyone could drive them over because they couldn't see anything else but each other.

The most I did was have him offer her a rose. You guys, her reaction was so precious!

But other sims started popping up that I need him to mingle with, so they had to cut their fateful meeting short. So they exchanged numbers...

And then stood there for five more minutes holding hands.

In the STREET.

Why can't I have a moment like THIS?

He hated seeing her go, but he loved watching her leave.

Meanwhile , I had him introduce himself to Callie Mackey (@bakersimmer)

To be funny, I had him give her a Howdy Introduction, and I think it worked out in his favor, because she responded like this!

Then he met a rather despondent Martin Davies (@starjira)...

...who was still in the middle of a frustrating case and could use the distraction of a dashing young fellow like Zavier. Zavier, who I have learned attracts damn near everyone around him, could sense Martin was in a weird mood and took it upon himself to try and cheer him up.

While they were chatting it up, I noticed Zavier's fashion twin, Pax Ramey (@theosconfessions) walking across the street.

Hot recognizes hot. They clicked like THAT.

And look, now they all ended up chatting like old friends from high school! Zavier really has that power.

Before I sent Zavier back inside, I noticed Jeremiah Gaston (@seulvgi) fishing randomly across the mini bridge.

"Cool eyes."

"Cool face."

We might have a pretty boy clique in this gameplay lol. Hopefully they let me sit with them ☺️

Once he reached his house, we noticed Ukupanipo Hekekia standing stock still outside the door. "That's strange," I said to myself, "It's not the Welcome Wagon event yet!"

Zavier wasn't initially freaked out by this stranger. In fact, he treated him with to the same suave charm he treated his fellow hot guys, and invited him in for a coffee.

This is what happened when they were actually inside.

🧍‍♂️

What a waste of time.

At this moment, we got a notification for the Romance Festival in San Myshuno, and I got an idea: What if he invites Rhea Moya to go to the Romance Festival TOGETHER????

Everything was falling into place. Rhea was hot, Zavier was hot, and the cold weather meant they'd have to snuggle up together.

And this, my friends, is where the best and worst thing ever happened to me...

[previous] - [next]

[mspaintripventure]

Don't worry, Jade's rokie dokie, twas a stab to wake her up. Jade was led away from the bubble because alt!callie wasn't in the dreambubbles, she was chilling outside of it and led her there. Hope this clears things up! :)

[tamiettitami]

1, 23, 27 please? ❤️

who makes the first official meal in their new place?

they make it together, but it took some convincing on ian's part to get mickey onboard. as a compromise, ian lets mickey chop up the vegetables for their roasted chicken. now, i do not know why, in my head, roasted chicken is their first meal, but it feels so... correct, and i refuse to contradict my gut. it's just one of those i'm right situations, HAHA

do they have any morning rituals? (like one making coffee for the other, or making breakfast together, etc?)

yes, of course, but my favourite one is ian & mickey washing their dishes together while dancing around their kitchen like the two soft idiots they are. seriously, just, like, imagine it for a minute; it's a wonderful visual if i do say so myself

do they have any "firsts" in their new place?

so, i had to google a list of relationship firsts to answer this one, but, now that i have, i can respond to this properly with a couple of answers:

the first time you realise you have a side of the bed -> ian takes the right side and mickey takes the left side

the first time you wear each other's socks -> after mickey does their laundry, he snags a pair of socks from the pile without realising they belong to ian who decides to harass him for it:

"those my socks, mick?"

"i don't fucking know, maybe."

"i'm pretty sure they are; we sharin' clothes now?"

"man, fuck you, gallagher."

domestic gallavich headcanon ask meme

[envysim]

[folklaurr]

My mom just dropped my 25 pound pug like she would a cat

[afixerofbones]

Callie knew that she was harsh sometimes. But it was just her way of getting things. Maybe she went about things the wrong way. Maybe it was just the way things happened, but Callie knew she had to make things right. She had to make things right in a way of talking to Arizona, and letting her in on everything that twas going through her head, when she wanted to move away, to getting herself together and she felt better to talk about that. Was Callie proud of somethings she had done in the process of leaving Seattle? The place that she called home and the place where she had a ton of memories with Arizona and a place where she knew she had a ton of people there? No, she wasn’t and that is what she had to get right in her head. She had to get the help to be able to process things better then what she had before. She had to get away to get the help and be the person that Arizona needed.

Penny didn’t understand and she didn’t accept the fact that Callie was changing. Maybe that is why she decided to not go to New York, or even stay there. Miami was calling her and that helped Callie come to conclusions about a lot of things. She wasn’t a good person sometimes, and she had to get that settled. Sofia and her were just away from everyone, and she was working on bettering herself. Arizona deserved that and Sofia, well, she deserved Callie to be herself and she deserved to see Callie at her best and that is why. Penny was never on her mind, that is how she knew she did the right thing. Arizona on the other hand, she was the one who was always occupying her mind. Miami did Callie some good. She cut her hair, and became a new version of herself, the version of herself she knew was still there. The version of herself she knew everyone deserved to see.

That is why she surprised Arizona and knocked on her door. Sofia was with Meredith right now so they could talk before working working out somethings. But what she didn’t expect was after the emotional talk, it was late and Callie was sleeping in her spare room. It was so Arizona but yet not her at the same time. It smelt like her and that is what made her not being able to sleep because she misses that. She misses being able to be with Arizona. But she had a feeling Arizona couldn’t sleep and she was right. Still knowing her ex-wife well, and they talked some more. Callie knew she made a ton of mistake. “I know, just I left Arizona. I left to get away from everything and turns out I went nowhere I said I was going to go. I went home to Miami, and worked on myself and I realized I wasn’t a good person towards the end of our marriage. I am sorry I did that to you. So, I am here working on everything because I think we deserve that and I think Sofia deserves it as well. She deserves to see us happy and being able to be in one room together and not make it hard.”

Looking around the room and then looking back at Arizona. “Now I know I just got here and seeing as I can’t sleep, would you maybe like to join me in here? Nothing but friends and a couple of ex-wives sharing a bed? Because if you don’t sleep here then I don’t think I will sleep. Just I want to be close I guess and then we figure out what we do after tonight and how we go about things. I am here. I am not going anywhere and I am working on still being better. So the choice is yours. I won’t be mad if you think it is too soon.” A reassuring smile pulled at Callie’s face hoping that Arizona knows she means everything she had just said and wanting the blonde to make the choice and they figure things out. Because she is where she needs to be.

Starter for @pedsmiracle

When Callie got with Arizona, she really thought it was going to be the last person she was with for the rest of her life. But that was on Callie, being Arizona had went through a lot when she was in a plane crash. Callie tried so hard to really just be there for the blonde when all of that happened. Just as she thought they were moving forward, they took another step back and it was draining. It was so draining that Callie just didn’t know what she was going to do anymore. But then, Arizona slept with someone and that caused Callie to feel her heart break in little pieces and she didn’t really know where she was going after that. That is when Arizona suggested therapy. Callie was against it at first but she tried because she really wanted to fix the marriage and get back to where they were before. 

But at the end of those thirty days, Callie was the happiest she has been. That ism hen she walked away from the blonde. It was better for the both of them at the time, and she wasn’t ashamed of that. She had to do what was best for her, but when she met Penny, she thought it would give her the start she needed with someone else. But moving to New York, and fighting Arizona over custody for Sofia, and moving. But when she got there, it wasn’t what all she thought it would be. Penny and Callie were over as soon as it started there and that made Callie realize she needed to do something for herself for once and that is when she went to Miami and took Sofia with her before Arizona’s year with her. But that didn’t mean Callie was thinking about moving back. She had missed having people and her parents, well, her dad and her were still close, but her mother, she still doesn’t accept anything she does so, it was rough. 

But that day was almost there, and Callie decided she was making the move again. She had talked to Miranda Bailey and she was back at the hospital, but there was one more stop she had to make if he was going to do this. That was Arizona. Sofia wanted to see Zola, and she thought it was best if she dropped her off there because she needed to talk, and Arizona and her have a good talk without any interruptions and Callie was willing to take everything the blonde had to throw at her because she deserved anything she came at her with. For what she had put her through when she wanted to move with Penny. It wasn’t her finest moment and she was trying to really just allow herself to gather herself. But as Arizona opened her front door, that allowed Callie to take in the blonde for the first time in a couple of years. Not that she looked bad because it was opposite, Arizona looked good and there was no denying that. 

As she was let in, that house didn’t feel like the house they bought together. Callie was barely there but it was so Arizona if she was being honest. She was a different person and gave herself a makeover. Just signifying her new start and even her hair was cut off and just allowing herself to really think about what she wanted. But Telling Arizona everything she should have said back before she left, but she didn’t. She wasn’t at the point of being able to tell the blonde anything like that. But, as they were done and tears shed and letting Arizona know Penny too had cheated on her, it was the hardest thing to admit, but Callie had to. She had to admit that to herself and to everyone else that she was the issue sometimes. But Arizona, she was the best and she told her it wasn’t her. Made her feel a little better, but being there, it was weird. Knowing Sofia hasn’t seen Arizona, but they had lost track of time and Callie looked at the clock and knew she had to go, but then the blonde offered her the spare room. Thinking hard and long about it, Callie didn’t see why she couldn’t stay there for the night. 

“I guess I can stay here tonight. Tomorrow, you can pick Sofia up. I have to get a few things set up before I call for my things from Miami and have them moved here. I just, thank you Arizona. Really. For letting me talk and just get everything off my chest. I usually don’t talk, so I wanted to just let you know I really appreciate it. If there is anything else you want to know or ask, you can ask me or tell me. I have nothing to hide. My life wasn’t great after I left like I hoped so, why should I hide anything?” She was more asking herself the question instead of Arizona. “But I am going to get some sleep. I guess I will see you soon. I will be gone tomorrow.” She looks at the blonde one more time before standing up. “I just need something to wear if you don’t mind.” She hated asking, but she didn’t bring anything with her, as she didn’t think she would be staying over at this house. Let alone, Arizona letting her stay as well.

[huphilpuffs]

thank you to everyone who watched/joined the ls!

[incorrect-hololive]

Just watched Calli and Gura’s new MV. Happy to see that Gura’s now a second-rate demon hunter. They grow up so fast.

Love to see Samemori fans winning! The song slaps and the MV itself is hella sick, twas great to see Calli and Gura kicking ass lmao

[clingymickey]

I wrote a little Halloween fluff but I couldn't post on the day of Halloween 'cos I have poor time management skills but whatever it's gotta be the 31st somewhere in an alternate universe right? 😏👽. Inspired by Calli's (@ianandmickeygallavich) Halloween prompts and gallacrafts post.

No Monsters Here

‘Twas the night before Halloween, Debbie had left Franny to spend the weekend at her uncles' place and for most of the day, the three of them spent shopping for costumes and decorating their apartment with some spooky decorations. By the time Ian and Mickey put the last finishing touches of the fake cobweb around the living room, Fanny had drifted away to snooze-land.

“Hey Mick, come and look at this” Ian whispers softly, careful not to wake Franny up.

“What is it now, firecrotch? I told you already the jack o'lanterns look gr-”, instantly his face turns soft by looking at his niece drooling all over their new couch.

“Maybe we should take her back to our room”, Ian says, already going to pick up Franny to place her in their room. Maybe they could sleep on their couch just for tonight.

Once Ian had tucked her in and made sure Franny didn’t stir awake, he and Mickey spent their time cuddling together, watching Saw just to celebrate the Halloween spirit a bit more. Suddenly, a scream came from their room, (and fuck Ian for teasing him for maybe flinching a little when he heard it) followed by a little body running towards them and hiding under their blanket.

“Hey, Fran, what happened?”

No answer. Just a stream of tears flowed down her cheeks, staining Mickey’s sweatshirt.

“Alright lemme try,” Mickey lifts Franny’s head so he can see her more clearly. “Ok, lil’ red why don’t you tell your favorite uncle what happened”, giving more of an emphasis on favorite - at which she laughs, remembering her uncles’ ongoing feud on who's the favorite even though they already know the answer to that, which is the both of them.

“W-when I woke up, I saw a-a ghost behind the curtains” she said between sniffles.

“I’m sure there’s nothing there Franny, it’s probably just a shadow of a tree or something.”

"No, but Uncle Ian, there really was a ghost. I saw it with my own eyes!”

“Okay, how ‘bout we both check it out and you stay here ok?” Mickey assures.

“No. I’m scared, I wanna stay with you Uncle Mickey”

With a sigh Mickey let Franny bear hug his leg until they reached their room to check for ‘ghosts.’

“See nothing here” Ian coos, lifting the curtain only to make a show of nothing being there, so Franny could go back to sleep and he could go back to cuddling the shit out of his husband.

“But...but I swear I saw something moving” she mumbles.

“Like Ian said Fran, maybe it was just a shadow. Why don’t you go back to bed alright.” Mickey says, guiding her towards their bed. “Do you want the light on?”

“Okay.” Franny sighs. She could maybe give it a one last try and if there is a ghost, this time she could at least take a good look at it.

It had been 20 minutes, or so she felt like it had. Her eyes were wide open, looking for anything supernatural. Then there it was, the ghost was back, she could see its black color in contrast to the very light curtains.

Franny slowly got out of the bed, walking backwards as if the minute she turned her back the ghost would disappear.

“Uncle Ian, look look LOOK! It’s back” she says frantically, dragging Ian’s huge arm that should be way too heavy for her to pull.

As they reach the room Ian goes to say something, however, before he could even get it out Franny shushes him telling Ian to be quiet or ‘it’ would go again.

They slowly tiptoe towards the window, and as they come closer Ian starts to see ‘it’, maybe Franny wasn't lying after all.

“Hey, Fran, why don’t you call Uncle Mickey too.” he says, keeping his voice low so wouldn’t scare whatever the hell that was.

“Are you serious Ian you too, it’s probably a shadow” Mickey says as he enters the room, rolling his eyes.

“Would you just shut up and come here. Quietly” he whispers.

Once Mickey got close, he could finally see what the whole commotion was about. There really was something.

“Huh,” Mickey says, a bit surprised. “Open the fuckin’ curtain lets see what this motherfucker wants”

And Ian does just that, although very slowly, to “keep the suspense”.

“A kitty!!” Franny squeals.

Oh.

That was totally not what they were expecting. It was a black cat with piercing green eyes - just like someone else Mickey knows - and Franny was in love with it the minute she saw it, all the fear of a ghost gone, vanished into thin air.

“Can we keep it? Please”, shooting the best puppy eyes she could pull up.

“Well, I don’t think your mommy would allow that Fran,” Ian resonates.

“Pretty please. maybe you and uncle Mickey could keep it, even call it Minne!” she says, excitement running through her.

Both Ian and Mickey share a look. There’s nothing they could do now, could they? They both know how tight their niece has got them wrapped up around her finger,

“Alright we’ll keep her, only ‘cos we have no choice, but the minute she fucks our house up, she’s gone alright” Mickey says trying to sound stern, though both Franny and Ian know he’s lying.

[justanotherpersonsuniverse]

(Mystery Gang) To the captain. How is Calette, anyway? I don't see her in the casts, so she probably isn't present. Though, if I recall correctly, the two of you would separate every couple of centuries, then find each other and fall in love again. - The Wandering Dragon

“MA YOU HAD A WIFE WHY DIDNT WE KNOW THIS!?”

“Ah, callie.. it’s been a long time syne i’ve seen her, A miss her more than anythin. Perhaps i’ll get her number gin A see her again, unless she’s replacit me. Then that’s a shame. Can’t say i’m better, sense A have twa kiddos wi me..”

[She looks reminiscing while the vampire is muttering about ‘the gay gene’]

[spoookymuulders]

you make my heart beat like the rain

read it on ao3 here total word count: 43,551 chapter word count: 3,132 WARNINGS: DISCUSSIONS OF ABUSE

chapter 12. right down santa claus lane. in which not a creature stirs.. not even a mouse.

 Christmas Eve

           Callie is glad to see that opening a present on Christmas Eve seems to be a universal thing, and not just something exclusive to her family. She’d come to the B&B early in the afternoon to make cookies and cocoa and watch a ton of Christmas movies, and now she’s perched on the couch beside Hotch, grinning at him and Jack in their matching pajamas - it’s kind of the cutest thing she’s ever seen.

           “Hey, buddy.” Hotch says suddenly, gesturing for Jack to come over. He does so, leaning against his father as Hotch whispers in his ear for a moment, then runs out of the room. Callie can hear him thundering up the stairs, and she glances at Hotch, raising a brow. “You didn’t think he was gonna be the only one who gets to open a present tonight, did you?”

           Before she can answer, Jack is running back into the room with a messily-wrapped package in his arms. He dumps it into Callie’s lap, beaming up at her.

           “I helped wrap it!” He says proudly. Callie laughs softly, leaning down to kiss his cheek before opening the gift. The sight of a soft black top and plaid flannel pajama pants gives her pause, and she looks up to see both Hotchner boys grinning at her. “It’s matching ‘jamas, like me and dad!”

           “Jack was right, Cal. You’re part of the family.” Hotch says gently as Callie pulls the pajamas out of their box. “Only makes sense for you to match, too.” Callie can feel tears burning behind her eyes, and she wipes at them quickly, laughing softly when Jack throws his arms around her. She hugs him tightly, pressing a kiss to his hair before Hotch pushes her off the couch gently with the instruction to go change.

           When she returns a few minutes later, changed into the pajamas and grinning broadly, the Hotchners cheer and gesture for her to join them on the couch. She settles beside Hotch, tucking herself into his side as Jack rips open his Christmas Eve present. He gasps when he pulls out the boxed Percy Jackson set Callie picked out and she grins at him, gathering him into her lap.

           “Remember I told you about these ones?” She says, pulling the first book out of the box gently. “It’s about a kid who goes to a camp for the children of Greek gods and goddesses.”

           “Yeah!” Jack crows, grinning up at her. They flip through the book for a few minutes before Jack turns and hugs her tightly. “Thanks, Callie.”

           “Merry Christmas, bug.” She hums, squeezing him gently. He grins up at her again, and three pairs of eyes fall on the clock when it chimes nine o’clock. Jack busies himself with putting his books on the coffee table while Hotch grabs their copy of The Night Before Christmas from the mantle. Settling back in Callie’s lap, Jack tucks his head under her chin as she scoots closer to Hotch. Hotch settles an arm around Callie’s shoulders and kisses her hair lightly as he flips the book open, clearing his throat quietly.

           “‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring..”

           “ Not even a mouse! ” Jack says brightly.

****

           School was a half day today - since it’s Christmas Eve, of course - and Zoe had opted to wear one of her favorite Christmas dresses. Spencer admires the way it brushes against her knees as she stands on her toes to hang a strand of garland around the fireplace. They’ve spent all afternoon prepping for the Christmas party tomorrow, making sure all the decorations are up and a bunch of the food is ready. Dave is, of course, doing all the actual cooking, but Zoe and Spencer have had a blast getting groceries as well as making cookies and snacks and other desserts.

           Basil tumbles around Zoe’s feet as she spins on her toes, and she laughs softly, leaning down to scoop him up. She cuddles him against her chest, stroking between his ears gently with one finger as she dances with him and hums along to the music floating from the speaker on the mantle. Looking up, she catches Spencer’s eye as he hovers in the doorway and grins at him, wiggling her fingers. He laughs softly and pads into the room, leaning down to kiss her cheek gently.

           “Everything looks great.” He says, and Zoe nods, smiling up at him.

           “I haven’t been to a Christmas party in years.” She muses, leaning against his chest. Spencer hums, toying with the ends of Zoe’s hair gently.

           “Well, you know how the song goes.” He says as she steps away to set Basil free on the floor. The kitten trots over to his (much too large for a kitten of his size) bed and flops onto it, purring happily as Zoe turns back around and Spencer pulls her against his chest. “Parties for hosting, marshmallows for toasting, caroling out in the snow.”

           “Oh, of course.” Zoe says seriously, draping her arms around Spencer’s neck. “Don’t forget about the scary ghost stories and tales of the glories from Christmases long, long ago.”

           “How could I possibly?” Spencer asks, and when Zoe giggles, his heart jumps into his throat. Leaning down, he catches her lips and kisses her softly, slowly. She hums, smiling against his mouth and allowing him to pull her that much closer. When they break the kiss, she hums happily, swaying slowly as Bing Crosby begins to croon from the speaker.

           They lapse into a comfortable, familiar silence as they dance around the living room slowly, holding each other as close as they can. Spencer’s fingers brush along Zoe’s spine gently and she closes her eyes, resting her cheek to his shoulder.

           “Why does he want presents on the tree?” Spencer asks quietly as the song comes to a close, and Zoe presses her face to his chest, bursting into giggles. “It’s a serious question! Most Christmas presents are too big to go on a tree! Presents under the tree would make more sense, or by the tree!”

           Zoe keeps giggling, shaking her head as she looks up. Spencer smiles tenderly at the look in her eyes and dips his head enough for her to lean up and kiss his nose.

           “You’re somethin’ else, you know that?” She giggles. He hums and shrugs.

           “It’s been said.”

****

           Jack has been tucked into bed and promised that Christmas morning will be here before he knows it. With a kiss on the head from each of his grownups, he’d burrowed into his blanket and fallen asleep almost instantly.

           “I’ve never seen a kid fall asleep that fast on Christmas Eve.” Callie says with a soft laugh as she pads into the bedroom. Hotch is already perched on his side of the bed and he nods, chuckling.

           “He’s nothing if not efficient.” He muses. Callie laughs again and crawls into bed beside Hotch, tucking herself into his side. He settles an arm around her and presses a kiss to her hair, humming softly. “Thanks for being here.” Callie looks up at him, smiling softly, and winds an arm around his waist, leaning up to kiss him tenderly.

           “Thanks for inviting me.” She hums, settling against his chest. Hotch hums, brushing his fingers along her shoulder slowly for a moment.

           “I have a Christmas Eve present for you.” He says suddenly. Callie blinks, looking up at him.

           “I didn’t get you one.” She says, pouting. “I mean - I got you a present, but I didn’t know if you guys did Christmas Eve presents, so I didn’t-”

           “Callie, it’s okay.” He tells her, laughing softly. He shifts away and digs into the drawer on his nightstand for a moment before turning back to her and holding out a small square box. Chewing at her lip, Callie shifts to face him and takes the box slowly. She brushes her fingers over the ribbon on the box for a moment before untying it gently and pulling the top off.

           Inside, sitting on a bed of deep green tissue paper sits a gleaming silver key. She inhales softly and takes it out delicately, setting the box aside and looking up at Hotch with shining eyes.

           “Aaron..” She breathes.

           “It’s a key for the B&B.” He tells her softly. She swallows thickly, brushing her fingers over the bumps and grooves for a moment. “I figured.. You’re over here often enough, you might as well have a key.” Callie laughs unsteadily and throws her arms around Hotch’s neck, kissing him soundly. He laughs softly against her mouth and brushes her cheek with his knuckles when they break apart.

           “Thank you.” She whispers. He smiles softly, leaning down to kiss her again.

           “And - y’know, you haven’t really slept at your place since Thanksgiving.” He says softly after a moment, brushing his fingers through her hair gently. “And you already have a couple drawers of things here, so.. You could just bring the rest of your things over. If you wanted.” Callie sits back at that, surveying the dark-haired man before her.

           “Mr. Hotchner. Are you asking me to move in with you?” She asks, her tone half playful.

           “As a matter of fact, Miss Williams, I am.” He says. Callie bites her lip and shifts into Hotch’s lap carefully, cupping his cheeks as he speaks. “Jack and I talked about it already. Callie, we’d love to have you move in.” Unable to help the smile that overtakes her cheeks, Callie leans down and kisses Hotch gently, a whispered okay slipping past her lips as she does.

****

           Luke and Ellie have been doing a Christmas movie binge every year since Luke first moved to Callahan and they first met, and this year is no different. They’re continuing their binge tonight - or at least, they were until Luke started kissing at Ellie’s neck and she shifted into his lap twenty minutes ago.

           Ellie is vaguely aware of the movie continuing to play behind her, but as Luke drags kisses down the side of her neck, she can’t bring herself to care. She gasps softly as his teeth graze against her skin, and when her fingers curl in his hair and she tugs gently, she can feel a groan rumble through his chest. She pulls back suddenly, breathless, and Luke flops back against the couch, pupils blown wide as he watches her. Reaching up, she cups his cheeks and brushes her fingers over them slowly before drawing her hands away.

           I want you to come with me when I get my implants. She signs. Luke blinks at her twice, surprised, then smiles tenderly and lifts his own hands from her waist.

           You do?

           There’s no one else I’d rather have with me. He can see that there’s more she wants to say, so he waits, brushing his fingers along the hem of her shirt gently before she continues. And I want your voice to be the first one I hear.

           He comes so close, then. So close to telling her he loves her - but they haven’t even been together a month, and even if he’s loved her since the minute he saw her, he doesn’t know if she’s ready to hear it. So he pulls her close again, takes her face in his hands and kisses her. He pours all the warmth and tenderness and love that he possibly can into the kiss, humming softly when she winds her arms around his neck and presses against him. He breaks the kiss after a moment to drop his hands to her waist and wrap his arms around her back, hugging her tightly.

           And when he presses his face to her shoulder and whispers that he loves her and she feels his breath tickle against her neck, she thinks nothing of it. But then again, neither does he when she does the same thing.

****

           Zoe is, Spencer has learned, a fairly restful sleeper for the most part. Of course, she shifts and tosses and turns now and then, but up until now he’s never heard her talk in her sleep. But as he’s padding back into the bedroom after putting a few last-minute presents under the tree, Zoe is shifting onto her side, her brow furrowed as her fingers curl in the blanket and she mumbles incoherently.

           He hovers at the door for a moment, watching with a small smile - he likes the way her brow furrows when she’s deep in thought, and seeing it while she’s asleep feels almost intimate. His smile drops when he realizes that whatever it is she’s dreaming about is beginning to distress her. She’s mumbling in her sleep and he has to strain a little to hear her, padding further into the room.

           He realizes after a moment that whatever it is she’s dreaming about isn’t just distressing her - it’s frightening her. Badly, judging by the way her movements and voice are becoming more and more frantic. He climbs onto the bed carefully, noting the way she tenses, and when he reaches out to touch her arm, she jerks awake with a shriek and scrambles away from him so quickly she falls off the bed.

           Eyes wide, Spencer stares for a moment as Zoe presses herself against the wall, her blue eyes frantic and searching. Sliding off the bed, he hurries around to crouch beside her, making sure he’s in her line of sight before he reaches out.

           “Hey, hey.” He breathes, swallowing when her eyes land on him. His fingers settle against her arm delicately and whatever dam she’s been building and hiding behind breaks. Zoe bursts into tears and Spencer, surprised, just stares for a moment before gathering her into his arms. “Hey you’re okay, you’re safe. I’ve got you, Zo, you’re okay.”

           She curls into him, seeming smaller than ever before, and Spencer shifts carefully to lean against the wall, cuddling her against his chest and pressing the softest, gentlest kisses to the crown of her head. He whispers gentle reassurances to her, rubbing her back in big, slow circles the way JJ had taught him to do with Henry a year or so ago. Eventually, he can feel Zoe calming down, her sobs turning to stuttered breaths and the occasional hiccup. She relaxes little by little, and when he feels her fingers twisting in the neckline of his shirt absentmindedly, he knows she’s come back to him. Tipping his head down, he brushes a hand down her back slowly.

           “Are you okay?” He asks softly. Zoe sniffles in response, hunching her shoulders for a moment before mumbling out an apology. Spencer shakes his head quickly. “Hey, no. There’s nothing to be sorry for, okay? Do you wanna talk about it?”

           She’s quiet for so long that if it weren’t for her shuddering inhales now and then, he would think she’d fallen back asleep. Eventually, though, she speaks, her voice barely above a whisper.

           “I left my boyfriend when I moved here.”

           Spencer waits patiently, reaching up delicately to tuck a lock of hair behind Zoe’s ear. He wipes a tear away, moving slowly so as not to frighten her again.

           “His name is Josh. We were together for three years.” She continues quietly, “A month and a half after we got together, he - I was making dinner, and I spilled something, and he just.. Lost it. That was the first time he hit me.”

           “Zoe..” Spencer breathes, her name catching in his throat. His heart breaks at the way she talks about this - so casually, like it’s something everybody’s dealt with. She barrels on before he can say anything else.

           “Back in July, he pushed me down the stairs. ‘S why I had the cast on when I moved here. And then the day before I moved here, I found an engagement ring. He was gonna propose and I knew - I knew I’d be too scared to say no when he did, and then I’d be.. I’d be stuck with him forever. Or until he killed me.” She pauses, sucking in an unsteady breath and sniffling. “I’d already had my video interview with Strauss, but I accepted the job offer that night, and then the next day while he was at work, I packed up all my stuff and I left.”

           Spencer, for once in his life, is rendered speechless. He’d had a general idea of why Zoe had moved to Callahan - her quiet, drunken confession the night he’d driven her home from girls night had given him some information, but she hasn’t said anything else about it since then. And hearing her openly admit it is entirely different from guessing at it. His heart breaks for her as she sniffles and curls her fingers in his shirt carefully. He’s not sure what to say - what can he say? - so he holds her closer instead, hugs her as tight as he can without hurting her. They sit together in silence for a few minutes, Zoe slowly calming down and catching her breath before Spencer speaks again.

           “Why don’t we go back to bed?” He murmurs, nodding when she does. He shifts to set Zoe on her feet, standing and following her back to the bed. She crawls in and burrows down on her side, pulling the blanket to her chin and tucking herself against his chest when he settles beside her. He brushes his hand along her back slowly and she closes her eyes, focusing on her breathing for a few minutes.

           “I trust you.” She says suddenly, her voice soft and hoarse. Spencer blinks, glancing down to find Zoe’s blue eyes watery and focused on his. She reaches up, her fingers brushing against his jaw lightly, and he tips his head down just so to press a kiss to them gently. “I meant what I said on Thanksgiving. You make me feel safe.” Spencer smiles softly, lifting a hand to curl his fingers around Zoe’s wrist gently.

           “I meant what I said, too.” He murmurs, looking down at her. “I won’t let anyone hurt you.” She shifts her hand to settle against his cheek, her thumb brushing along it gently, and he turns his head to kiss her palm. She settles closer and they lapse into silence once more. He thinks she’s fallen asleep when she speaks again.

           “I hocked the ring. I used some of it for gas money to get here. It felt right.” She tells him, and he’s so surprised that he laughs quietly. The sound of his laughter makes Zoe laugh as well, and Spencer feels his heart lift at the sound. They both have their baggage, he muses, but who says they have to carry it alone?

[lepusrufus]

Asdfghjkl it's been like 5 minutes and I'm still laughing at Callie standing on a box pfffahahaha

@marcquestion now you’ve got a flirty Callie on your hands good luck with that -3-

[disneyschedules]

Kickoff to Christmas 2018.

These are the many Disney Shows, Moves and Specials currently airing now on the Disney NOW App on On Demand. This list will change once 25 Days of Christmas begins. 

Shows

A.N.T. Farm - sANTa's little helpers A.N.T. Farm - slANT night

Bizaardvark - Agh, Humbug Bizaardvark - A Killer Robot Christmas

Doc McStuffins - A Very McStuffins Christmas Dog With a Blog - Bark! The Herald Angels Sing Dog With a Blog -Twas the Fight Before Christmas Dog With a Blog - Stan Steals Christmas DuckTales - The Impossible Summit of Mt. Neverest

Fish Hooks - Merry Fishmas, Milo; Just One of the Fish

Good Luck Charlie - A Duncan Christmas Good Luck Charlie - Good Luck Jessie: NYC Christmas, Part 1 Goldie & Bear - WinterChime Day Guardians of the Galaxy - Jingle Bell Rock Guardians of the Galaxy - Unfortunate Son

Handy Manny - A Very Handy Holiday Handy Manny - Flicker Saves Christmas Handy Manny - Have a Handy New Year Handy Manny - The Ayala's Christmas Extravaganza; Mini Golf Game Hannah Montana - It's the End of the Jake as we Know it

Imagination Movers - A Little Self Esteem Imagination Movers - Happy Ha-Ha Holidays Imagination Movers - Present Problem

Jessie - Good Luck Jessie: NYC Christmas, Part 2 Jessie - Christmas Story Jessie - Hoedown Showdown

Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil - A Cousin Kyle Christmas; Snow Problem Kickin' It - Oh, Christmas Nuts! Kim Possible - A Very Possible Christmas Kirby Buckets - It's A Kirbyful Life!

Lab Rats - Merry Glitchmas Lab Rats - Twas the Mission Before Christmas Little Einsteins - The Christmas Wish

Mickey Mouse - Duck The Halls: A Mickey Mouse Holdiay Special Mickey Mouse Clubhouse - Choo Choo Express Mickey Mouse Clubhouse - Mickey Saves Sants Mickey Mouse Clubhouse - Minnie's Winter Bow Show! Mickey Mouse Clubhouse - Pluto to the Rescue! Milo Murphy's Law - A Christmas Peril

Pair of Kings - Pair of Santas Penn Zero: Part-Time Hero - North Pole Down Phineas and Ferb - A Phineas and Ferb Family Christmas; S'winter Pickle and Peanut - A Cabbage Day Miracle; Springtime for Christmas; Yellow Snow Pickle and Peanut - Fugitives; Granny's House Pickle and Peanut - Tree Lighting; A Merry Mocap Musical PJ Masks - Gekko Saves Christmas; Gekko's Nice Ice Plan

Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja - Happy Hanukkah, Howard Weirdman; Snow-Klahoma! Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja - Silent Punch, Deadly Punch; Ninja Camp Sheriff Callie's Wild West - Toby's Christmas Critter; A Very Tricky Christmas Sofia the First - Holiday in Enchancia Special Agent Oso - The Living Holiday Lights Star vs. the Forces of Evil - Stump Day; Holiday Spellcial

That's So Raven - Escape Claus The Proud Family - Seven Days of Kwanzaa The Suite Life of Zack & Cody - Christmas at the Tipton

Wander Over Yonder - The Gift 2: The Giftening; The Gift

Yo-Kai Watch - A Very Yo-Kai Christmas; The KomaSanta Claus; Yo-Kai Ol' Saint Trick Yo-Kai Watch - Christmas Blackout Time! Time for a Yo-Kai Watch Update!

- Movies/Specials Disney Parks Presents a 25 Days of Christmas Holiday Special Good Luck Charlie, It's Christmas! Full-Court Miracle The Ultimate Christmas Present 'Twas the Night

[grocerylines]

Interview with Author fic tag!

‘Twas tagged by @wonderbatwayne ! thanks bestie :)

1. Your favourite fic you’ve written (or just want to give a shoutout to)

my favourite fic i’ve written is actually one i haven’t released yet!! don’t want to give away too many details since i’m an indecisive bunny and am constantly changing things us as i write, but to tease a little bit: time travel :) :)

if i were to choose one i’ve posted though, i’d have to say my most recent one - crash course on good decison-making. i just loved the family element and the humour and getting to write gar who’s very quickly becoming my favourite of season three. it was such an interesting dynamic and i spent the full week between episodes just wondering how that conversation was going to play out, so i just had to write it!!

2. Your favourite fic title that you’ve come up with

fic titles aren’t really my fave thing, i typically just use song lyrics, but i also love when i can use a line from a fic as a title so. she can’t have ‘em both really worked for me :)

3. How do you get inspiration to write?

it varies to be honest. watching a good movie or good show always gets me inspired. i love using concepts from other media and applying it to what i’m currently obsessed with. i’ve done something like that with an upcoming season one au im writing - spoiler alert: rachel and gar are trained, mind-controlled assassins, kory is the agent trying to free them, and dick grayson is just living that detroit detective life and trying his damndest not to be robin again when rachel comes in and throws him off balance.

4. Your favourite genre/subgenre of fic to write

i’m not too particular and sort of just go with the flow when it comes to what type of fic im writing, but i do love my angst with a happy ending. especially when it comes to found family. there’s just so much potential with a group of broken people trying to create a home together and sort of learning how to be partners/parents/siblings together.

5. Do you have other hobbies?

i am a music FREAK and have been since i was a baby. i never go more than an hour without listening to a song unless i’m working or in a lecture. i took guitar lessons for a few years but never got good - i was a teenager in high school who had a very short attention span - but i’ve started to pick it back up!

6. A fun fact about you that a lot of people may not know

i’m currently studying law at uni!

7. Pick one character to self project onto

i have a few honestly. my best friend always calls me the b.davis to her p.sawyer from one tree hill (hello, fave show of all time), i genuinely relate so very much to jake peralta from brooklyn nine nine on a personality level, and i think i also really relate to callie adams foster from the fosters. I grew up in an abusive household and i think we have similar worldviews because of that, similar coping mechanisms and we place the same value on particular relationships in our lives.

8. Favourite genre of music

like i said before, music junkie here! so this is suuuuper hard. i love pop, rock, pop punk, alternative, folk and i can even handle some GOOD country!! but really, if it sounds good or if the lyrics are excellent, it’s for me :)

9. Favourite singer/band

again, DIFFICULT! to name a few: Taylor Swift, 5SOS, Chase Atlantic, Lorde, Aly & AJ, ABBA, The Pretty Reckless, Betcha, The Neighbourhood - and many more!!

10. How has your experience in fandom been?

Titans fandom? EXCELLENT! there’s definitely a few shows i love that the fandoms are kind of wacky and everyone’s super opinionated in the sense that they think only they can be right, which is definitely not the case with the people i’ve gotten to know on here that just love Titans!! it’s great to share the love of something with other people, even if there are definitely aspects of it that get on your nerves or don’t deliver the way you’d like them to.

This was so fun!! thanks again @wonderbatwayne