#I LOVE SHANE SO MUCH SHE'S THE SWEETEST

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~🪻𝐒𝐃𝐕 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐬~

Incl: alex, Shane, Elliot, Harvey, Wizard, Willy, Gunther, Sam, Sebastian.

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𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹－ he’s such a boy dad. He’d be the type to want a lot of boys but end up with a little boy and then a girl right after.

- he’s REALLY disconnected during the pregnancy with the girl. When you finally get it out of him of why he says he just doesn’t think he can relate to her as much as he can with a boy.

- you convinced him to read some parenting books. He did, while doing his daily crunches.

-slowly warmed up to the idea..

-he was her favourite parent. 100%.

-he let his nails get painted, face masks, little rainbow beaded bracelets.

-Loves doing family hikes, runs, gridball games, all that physical activity stuff.

- his kids love him so much.

Shane- girl dad. I really can’t see him having a boy.

- he’s very loving and doting. All of her drawings are on the fridge and honestly they’re completely covering it to the point you can’t even see the silver anymore

-Had a problem with sending her to school.

- “just one more year.” Kinda dad

- he loves his little buddy. She helps with his chickens and they have fun. Why would he ever want her away for hours every day?

- when she finally got to her first day of kindergarten. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and realised that it wasn’t that bad and stopped worrying.

𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 - boy dad. And he’s the shyest, sweetest, most polite little boy ever.

- the little boy would be decked out in either Ralph Lauren or knitted sweaters with little animals or insects on them

-I have a feeling Harvey’s son is either obsessed with bugs or dinosaurs..idk

- Harvey stays away from insects but definitely acts like he isn’t scared of them.

- the kid has a bug watch where he can put them in a little watch and carry them around.

- such a health nut with his son. No extra sweets, or more juice. Bundles him up during winter. Maybe a little overboard he just loves his little boy so much:(.

Elliot - i see him being a parent to both? He has very polite kids and they speak fresh out of the 1800s. Thanks to him. But they’re very picky towards everything.

- his daughter wears those frilly white socks and cute little ribbons in her hair all the time (which is Elliot’s hair colour.)

- his son wears his hair slicked back and those black shoes.

- Elliot picks his kids outfits out. Does his daughter’s hair while she eats breakfast and kicks her feet.

-Elliot reads his kids to sleep, has a designated reading nook in each of their rooms. Has little notebooks that they write about their day in.

- Mentions his kids in his book. In the dedication before the story, in the “about the author” section, little side characters like his kids, everywhere.

Wizard- he’s really awkward as a dad. But he tries!

- a boy and girl dad, he has no preference.

- teaches his kids magic.

- can’t punish his kids for the life of him, he just can’t, y/n, you do it.

- his kids aren’t allowed to use magic to clean their rooms / do chores but if they do he isn’t gonna tell 😭.

- “Wanna hear how I met your mother?” He tells your kids stories from your youth ALL. THE. TIME!!

Willy- tears, tears, tears, when he holds his newborn for the first time and tells people all the time he doesn’t care.

- neither a boy or girl dad. He just loves his kids.

- “grab it d/n!!” *his daughter, in literal tears* “I CANT DADDY😰😭”

- both of his kids are fishing, they both have their own mini poles. His daughters has her name in pink sparkles and princesses on it.

- his sons has little dinosaurs on it with his name in bold green print.

- I’m leaning more towards Willy’s daughter loving animals, fish included, so she breaks down whenever a fish dies or gets hurt. At a point Willy has to lie about the fish they have for dinner.

- “this fish? Oh no baby this fish was already dead! It’s not one of the ones I caught today!” Daughter - :)

- hates sending his kids off to school. “Why do they need it? They can learn how to fish and own the store?” Is his line 24/7 every morning before school.

- Willy and ur kids will gang up on you and they’ll fake sick if they promise Willy they’ll go fishing (🙄).

Sam- he’s the fun parent. Again, not a girl or boy dad.

- his daughter match nail polish.

- his kids have mini skateboards (my dad got me a mini skateboard when I was younger as well:) )

- always nagging them about a helmet or kneepads when he himself doesn’t even wear them?

- writes songs for them, and lullabies to go to sleep.

- he can’t dress his kids to save his life, especially his daughter.

- she has baggy jeans on, a pink tutu, baggy hot pink princess shirt, and mismatched white and pink converse.

- “Sam what is my daughter wearing.” “..clothes..”

- tries to teach ur son how to swoon girls. I heard a story about a little boy telling a cute older woman that he has big building blocks at home and made motorcycle noises for 10 minutes.

-that’d be his son.

- also, he can’t cook. Don’t leave him alone with the kids it’s cereal/ McDonald’s for dinner and Ice cream for breakfast.

Sebastian- stops smoking when he finds out you’re pregnant/ adopting.

GIRL DAD!!!

- his daughter is really introverted like him. They take little cat naps together.

- speaking of cats, you have one.

- she finds her dads work so interesting; sits there and watches her daddy work.

- you have to force now both of them out of the house.

- your daughter is the definition of dressing down EVERYWHERE.

- she has little pink sweat sets galore. Doesn’t like dressing up.

- he can’t really express his love for his girl, so he does it with tiny things like randomly reading to her, or sometimes giving her a lil forehead kiss just cuz.

Gunther- I CAN’T DECIDE IF HE’S A GIRL OR BOY DAD..😟

- teaches his kids history

- takes them out digging.

- I feel like..his son would be the lazy one when it comes to digging up bones with dad💀

- “can we stop now?..” - son “NEVER!!” - daughter

- your son definitely likes to be more of a hermit, your daughter likes to go out digging, watch video essays about the 16-1800s and stuff.

- she’s obsessed with those huge puffy dresses from the Rocco era. She has a whole clothing rack just for those type of styled dresses.

- Gunther likes slow dancing with his little girl.

- tries his absolute best to engage in whatever your son likes.

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stardew valley fave animal HCs ^0^

i've wanted to post this for a bit!!!!!! i thought of em all >:3 !! PLEASE NOTE NONE OF THIS IS CANON -- ALL OF THESE ARE HEADCANONS I THOUGHT UP !! ALL FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES TO LEARN AND KNOW MORE ANIMAL SPECIES THAT MIGHT BE GOING EXTINCT !!! GIANT NERD ALERT !! ` ------------------------------------------------------ Leah fox, specifically Red Fox (Cross Pelt; AKA Cross Fox) and Painted Dogs. Enjoys the Art side of their pelts and adores how they blend in. In her own words, "The art of Nature is within the Fur of the owner" (extra: hognose snake, chameleon) Abigail Mongolian wildcat, panther. Enjoys the cute side of cats as well as the hardcore style of them as well (hence the panther), totally has a panther tattoo somewhere (extra: Bombay cat, silver-pelted red-fox) Emily Aye-aye, monkeys. LOVES little baby monkeys, goes onto rants how she would make dresses for them like the ones on the internet. finds the Aye-aye to be misunderstood-- their cute yet creepy faces making her lil heart melt. no one understands why she likes them so much (extra: rainbow trout) Haley Tigers (White pelt). Firm believer of the "big cat bigger heart". Adores how gorgeous they are, how shiny the pelts look. Though a large lover of all tiger pelts, the black stripes against white fur struck her interest more (extra: leopard, painted dog) Maru Dolphin, Otters (River). really enjoys sea animals, but yet loves smart animals. She believes that they're misunderstood creatures, defending them with all her heart (extra: emperor penguin) Penny Giraffe, Bear (Kodiak breed). LOVES how beautiful they are, yet they keep to themselves. She isn't loud about her love of these animals but yet shares if mentioned (She's usually called a mama bear by the children of Pelican town) (extra: Harp seal) ------------------------------------------- Harvey Whale (Blue whale), Bernese mountain dog. When he was young he owned a Bernese Mountain dog-- Often talks about her when dogs are the topic. "She was the sweetest thing" he often states. Whales are his weird enjoyment, does A LOT of research on them & goes whale watching at the beach. Watched a film where they were flying overhead the main characters like airplanes!! loved them ever since (extra: Holland lop, African bush elephant, glass toad) Elliott (OTHER THEN LOBSTERS I SEE UR REPLIES FROM THE FUTURE) Amur Leopard, Vaquita . enjoys how gorgeous these animals are, the big doe eyes of these creatures giving him a little dopamine. Gets fairly upset once he learned the extinction of the Vaquita (extra: khaki Campbell duck ) Alex Ploughshare Tortoise, Golden retriever. Has had a little tortoise since he was young, he named him "Junior" but spelt it like "joonyer". Alex is very on that "Golden retriever boyfriend" trend and tries his best to be that

(extra: fried egg jellyfish, dik-dik) Shane (OTHER THEN CHICKENS) Hirola (Antelope) and Ant eater (southern tamandua). Finds them so weird, yet finds them so lonely. Finds himself looking into the eyes of Prey and relating so harshly. (extra: hereford cow, tamworth pig) Sebastian (OTHER THEN FROGS. GRRR) Ili Pika , deer ( Axis breed ). Adores cute little animals that own the biggest eyes, yet chose these little critters. Looks up pictures of them and cries (extra: slow loris , axolotl) Sam pangolin ( Philippine breed ) , Bush Dog . Found out about Pangolins through Pokemon, fell in love and looked into Pangolins more. Bush dogs are like little bear cubs to him-- yet has been attacked by one before. Does NOT care though finds them so cute

(extra: sugar glider, duck-billed platypus) ----------------------------------------------------------------- YAYYYYYAYAYAYYYY U GOT TO THE END YAYY

[shellsinadune]

Harvey x Farmer playlist

I'm right because I said so. you may notice that a lot of these have sky themes, I love my not-pilot so much.

Things That Look Like Mistakes (Bears in Trees) - this is the song that led me to make this post. I imagine that Harvey has one of those 'always on' brains that just keep going, and the farmer can calm that down a bit. it's about not worrying for a second, despite the passage of time and getting closer to death.

Fly Me to the Moon (Frank Sinatra) - I'm so surprised people don't talk about this more. to me, this is The Harvey Song. it's jazz, it's about flying, it's a sweet love song. he likes this song, it's all but canon. there are probably more apt jazz songs for him, but I'm not that into jazz so if you have any recs...

Harvey (Pillow Queens) - I actually found this song through this post by shreddies-scribbles, and she's so correct. no explanation necessary.

Hey Lover (the Daughters of Eve) - Harvey thinks he's boring, and this song is about not caring about that. he's so sweet I'm losing my mind. 'true love and understanding for the rest of my days' is exactly what he'd give the farmer.

All You Get is Confetti (Bears in Trees) - this is actually more about the farmer, either pre-moving to the valley or early on when it's really tight financially. there's this exhaustion with life but the knowledge that they'll one day 'be everything to someone'. also 'I'm gonna die before you, it's the first race that I'll win' something something dying in the mines repeatedly.

Pierre and Natasha / the Great Comet of 1812 (Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812) - Pierre and Natasha reminds me of that Shane cutscene, and the Great Comet of 1812 is just a really beautiful image of someone looking at the sky while happy to be alive. something about the line 'I throw my fur coat on my shoulders, unable to find the sleeves' is so Harvey when it's performed live.

Honey, Honey (ABBA) - had a mental image of Harvey dancing around to ABBA. that's all.

Security (the Young Veins) - very similar to Hey Lover, with an added mention of not needing to have money. Harvey seems like someone who's always trying to prove that he deserves love, but the thing is he already does. he's stable and will love the farmer forever.

Heart of Mine (the Young Veins) - 'you should take this heart of mine, you'll always have that heart of mine'

I'm Just a Sidekick (Joey Richter / Starkid) - a song about saving someone you love's life after encountering something you wouldn't be able to fight yourself. I've already mentioned Harvey's low self esteem but this is literally so him. I mean he is strong and smart and all the things the song says he's not but I don't think he sees himself that way. 'I'm just a sidekick but I love being at your side' is such a malewife line, and we all know Harvey is the king of malewives.

Heaven Sent is a Coffee Cup (Bears in Trees) - something about the first few lines is so him. I can't fully articulate why I put this in here but I know I'm right. finding magic in the little things maybe?

Too Sweet (Hozier) - listen. I know. but I think this is another one of those songs where it's actually the farmer singing it. Harvey really is the sweetest person, and I think he does fit this song, just not in the way everyone says he does. That man is not a whiskey drinker, he's a port guy.

the Milkman of Human Kindness (Billy Bragg) - omg my favourite artist in a playlist I made. groundbreaking. but seriously Harvey just gives and gives to people, he cares so much for his community and the farmer. idk, this song just kind of has vibes of just now coming to a realisation about love.

I've Got a Crush on You (Ella Fitzgerald) - I started listening to jazz just for this playlist. the idea of choosing one specific person (who doesn't consider themself anything special) out of lots of options got to me, okay? the line 'it's not that you're attractive' made me laugh though.

[lily-alphonse]

hi! for your rarepair suggestion thing, i would love to see Leah x Alex, idk i just think they’d be fun together

I’m really loving your rarepairs so far, i think the Shane and Sandy one is my favorite so far! Can’t wait to see more!!

Ottterpops I love you. I see you in my notifications all the time and this is the sweetest little ask I love knowing these things like which are people's favorites and stuff wow wow wow 10/10 ♥️♥️ reach out more often my dear I love you

BUT THIS IS INSANE

Damn. Leah and ALEX? Ughghapeuwefn 😩 What the hell would they be doing together?

Ok. Ok. Asshole Alex? Asshole Alex. Misogynist Alex. Strong and independent Leah. I'm cooking, let's go.

ITS ENEMIES TO LOVERS TIME BABYYYY 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 The crowd goes wild, they're going feral, we love to see it

They're butting heads right off the BAT. Because see, Alex is just coming back after flunking out of university. And Leah just moved to Pelican Town like a year ago. So she's had time to get settled into town, maybe even helps out Granny Evelyn sometimes since Alex was gone.

Actually, she's heard a lot of great things about Alex from his grandmother. She was looking forward to meeting him. The first time she sees him, she thinks he’s super hot. How couldn't she? He's got muscles on muscles and a little dimple in his chin to boot. 

But Alex comes home, feeling like absolute trash after his dreams have come crashing down, and there is a stranger in his house acting like she knows his family better than him. So that goes over GREAT (/s) as you can imagine.

He immediately has an attitude with her, to Evelyn's horror. She apologizes for him while he walks away and slams his door like a moody teenager. (Oh god this would be so fun to do a back and forth with them both being justified in their hatred of each other I'm salivating.)

Alex has also been raised that women should present themselves a certain way, and act a certain way, and Leah is none of that. She wears chunky hiking sandals and no makeup and has arms covered in scars from her work. She does intense manual labor and lives on her own in the woods. She even helped clean the gutters while he was gone, which is another thing on the long list of insults to Alex's manhood that he takes personally. Cleaning the gutters was HIS job.

They have a bunch of tense run-ins from there as he tries to re-establish himself. He sends her away when she comes by to check in on his grandparents. She holds her tongue then out of respect for his grandmother, but she isn’t so quiet on their next run-in. 

He comes across her in the forest on his morning jog and she’s CHOPPING WOOD of all things. Alex hasn't held an axe in years. It pisses him off. He asks her what she’s doing (with an attitude, of course) and she is all too happy to put him in his place with her axe in-hand. She shouts at him and calls him a jughead, among other names.

Alex is silent throughout. Normally he hates being yelled at, it's triggering. By coaches, by his grandpa (reminds him of his dad). But it's different coming from a girl. She’s sweating, muscled arms out, and wielding her axe. It’s… almost kind of hot? He tries to not think about it too much and stay mad, but later realizes he might actually like a girl with fire in her blood. 

He starts actually kind of looking forward to crossing paths with her, to have her attention on him no matter how negative. Throughout this time he’s also working through the grief of his failure, and figuring out a new future now that his gridball scholarship is gone. Evelyn continues to give him grief about how he treats her, and he starts to feel bad about how he came between them. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to have her start coming around again, if anything just to annoy the hell out of her.

She's cold to him when he visits, which was to be expected. She looks him up and down, eyes narrowed and scrutinizing. She has some paint on her arms and fingers. It seems like she wants to yell at him but she's holding it in. 

"Granny okay?" she asks.

He nods, and can barely start saying "Yes" before she is shutting the door. "Wait!"

She opens the door and crosses her arms, taking a deep breath and unleashing her anger on him. She's defending her right to stay here, telling him he's not going to run her out, that she is stronger than he thinks and has dealt with worse than the likes of him. He is once again silent, and a little turned on, until she stops to breathe and he can get a word in.

"I came to apologize."

She deflates. "You... what?"

He shifts uncomfortably, runs a hand through his hair. "I was an ass, when you got here. I was... I was just going through shit and I think you should go back to coming over, if you want.”

She takes a deep breath to recalibrate, and takes a moment to think. She's always wanted things to be okay with Alex. It was incredibly stressful to be at odds with him, and lose the precarious belonging she had found in her new town. 

"Noted," is her eventual response.

"Noted?"

"Yes. I don't forgive you, yet."

He nods sheepishly. "Understandable, I guess."

She has him wait there in the doorway and comes back with her phone. She holds it up as if filming him.

"Alright, Jughead. Say 'I'm a dumbass and I'm sorry.'"

He sucks his teeth and shifts uncomfortably. "You're not gonna post this somewhere are you?"

"No. Promise. I won't promise I won't show anyone else though." She smiles for the first time at him, and he has to relent at that.

"I'm a dumbass and I'm sorry," he says, looking at her instead of her phone.

She laughs, and even though its at his expense it makes him smile. She has a good laugh. "And 'Leah is better at cleaning the gutters than I am'," she adds.

He gapes at her. "That is NOT true."

She shrugs and stops the video. "Remains to be seen."

"Am I forgiven now?"

"Oh, this is only the beginning," Leah grins impishly.

And thus begins their romance arc. The teasing is more playful than mean. Sometimes they end up working on something together, and it's not so bad. They help clear the driveway of snow together and end up tossing snowballs at each other. It gets dangerously cute.

Leah sees more of how Alex actually is. He's a good man who has just been through a lot. She could see herself with a man like him. But surely not him, she still has to hold her grudge after all. She's happy things are mostly back to normal though, she doesn't have to consider moving again.

Then Evelyn has a fall or something and they both rush to the hospital together. She can tell Alex is bottling everything, trying to stay strong in the hospital room. Leah takes his hand and squeezes and he doesn't shove her off. Afterwards when they get home she follows him into his room.

"Alex."

"Hm." He's avoiding looking at her and keeps swallowing. He looks to be dissociating.

She takes another chance and hugs him hard. He puts an arm around her weakly.

"Come on squeeze me like you mean it!" she scolds, muffled in his chest.

He makes a sound half chuckle, half sigh, and squeezes her back.

"Harder, I'm not made of glass," she whacks him on the head for good measure this time.

It works, because he chuckles and squeezes so hard she can't breathe. She squeezes him back as hard as she can, and they just hold each other for a moment, partially comforting and partially a contest of strength.

When he pulls back both their eyes are misty and she brings her hand to his cheek. They both kind of want to kiss and are both terrified of upsetting the other person. But as soon as Leah feels Alex leaning in even slightly, she takes full advantage and pulls him down the rest of the way to kiss.

I TOOK THIS ONE SO SERIOUSLY I SPENT SO MUCH TIME ON IT LOLLL I actually ended up rewriting it because I didn't like the first one

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In honor of "Too Sweet" by Hozier being released today and my insane brainrot, here are all the passages in my fic that makes me feel like this song is about them. Sweetness to the point of sickness/rot is something I go back to a lot.

It was getting increasingly more difficult to stay normal around her, to not tease and engage her in this way. The kiss had opened a floodgate that he couldn’t close back up and that alone was bad enough. Sitting there on the floor with food she made after grocery shopping together, a commonplace task that would usually have him whining, made him feel sticky with sweetness. -

“Olivia, or whatever? I guess you did a great job, because she ran out of here crying. In her little dress? Oh, bless her heart, Shane. Guess not everyone is willing to deal with your nonsense. Not even a big one like her,” she said, smiling at him. A smile like the cyanide in the sweetest peach’s pit.

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What did Shane want to say? Did he want to tell her that grocery shopping with her was a revelation? That he was scared of ruining her beyond repair, worse than he had tonight? That no beer, no shot had tasted as sweet as her company?

-

A love so wholesome, it had cracked her teeth with its sweetness.

-

Olivia was just this small fantasy then, something he could think about occasionally and then leave behind for the day. The idea of that fantasy sitting next to him in this slip of a dress, marching her around the town square by his side, the idea that he felt this way, this agonizing and cloyingly sweet feeling that overtook him when she was around - it was something he still couldn’t quite comprehend.

-

People who claimed you could have too many sweets had never kissed Shane before.

-

Olivia’s stomach erupted with butterflies, so intensely she could have mistaken it for nausea. She wanted to drown herself in the honey of his voice. The little twang that escaped him when he was vulnerable - a new song she never heard every time. Being with him was like making your mouth raw with sour candy and the center was so fucking sweet.

-

This girl was sweeter than pie, and every word was a blade hidden underneath the scorching, bubbling fruit.

-

Before he could answer, she had gone through the door. For now there would be no more fruit, no more pomegranates, no more candy with overwhelming sweetness.

-

Shane chuckled. “When I finally spotted her...it’s embarrassing to admit, but I remember. Liv was wearing pink that day. Short girl, short dress. Big ol’ head of hair, curls everywhere. Sweet little thing, like...like biting into a strawberry or something.” He laughed again, embarrassment coming through now. “Yoba, listen to me. Anyway, it made me so mad. I don’t like sweet, haven't in a long time. She couldn’t have been in town long. Marnie had told me someone was moving into the Moreno property in April, but I didn’t care. Why should I? But that ? That was the new farmer girl? Boy, she couldn’t possibly take care of a farm.”

-

Okay, I may have more, but I will leave it at Olivia's monologue about loving Shane:

“Have you ever just...eaten too much candy?” Olivia asked, reaching up to the gold hoop in her nose and adjusting it. Anxiety was already filling her chest; talking about him felt like digging up a body. The words were spilling out of her not necessarily answering the question, but begging to be said anyway. “Like, way too much, like your parents would kick your ass if they found out. You know, you’re just sitting there, wrist dip into a bag of fucking chocolates. Maybe a bag of some bullshit hard candy, anything. You’ve never had this kind, it’s good, so good. Mouthwatering.” She paused now, a sad smile on her face.

“At first, no one’s stopping you right? You are a whole ass adult anyway. Then, eventually, the flavor is overwhelming. It’s too much, your goddamn tongue is a different color, you’re sticky. So, now,” Olivia sighed, “you’re standing behind yourself, screaming. Like, you’re an idiot. Stop eating the candy! But you’re not hearing that shit. You’re a whole ass adult . You’ve been around the block, you know when enough is enough. You and that bag are going all the way home, and you know what? At this point, you’re thinking, it’s got to be worth it. Candy’s good, it’s good.”

“Then, boom, you’re sick. It’s cloying, it’s too much. You try eating more, but it’s thick in your throat, you know? It used to make your mouth water and now you’re choking. Next thing you know, your teeth are just throbbing. They hurt, you need help. Fucking...fucking drills, and needles.” Olivia looked to the side now, avoiding her friend’s gaze. “I fucking hate needles.”

“You always knew this was going to happen. The minute you decided you were a whole ass adult. You’re in a chair now, staring up at some bright white light, getting the shit knocked out of your teeth.” She turned back to Carmen. “How the hell did I get here?”

“That...that’s what loving Shane was like. Is like.” Her voice caught in her throat a moment before she continued, “I saw him coming from a mile away. And fuck, I stood there and waited. And then I ate, and ate, and ate. It hurt so many times…so many warnings. But how could I stop something so good?” The hand holding the mug dropped a little, heavy.

“Shane’s good, Shane’s bad.” She shrugged. “He’s just Shane. It was up to me to know when it was time to quit. I waited too long. And now my teeth hurt.” She clicked her tongue. “I love him, Carmen. I thought that would be enough, and it wasn’t. It fucking wasn’t even a shred of what we needed to survive. How can that be?” She was crying, her words coming out in a rush. “Now, I’m fucked. If you hadn’t found me-”

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&special shout out to Shane drinking his whiskey neat and his coffee black <3

“Thank you?” he said, eyebrows raised. Shane opened the thermos and an aromatic steam rose up to his nose - coffee. Black. And still steaming. “Oh, fuck, thank you.”

“Something tells me you take it straight, just like your whiskey?”

art by @cozylittlebridget <3

[shanesbluechicken]

Hi <3!

If you're not busy can you do a vampire headcanon with Penny? I just love her! First bachelorette I plan to marry <3

Thanks! Take care!

The farmer is a vampire (Penny, Harvey)

Look at all the Penny-love!

Shane

TW: mentions of blood, heavy language

Gender: neutral

Penny

So you know the spot under the tree where she is always chilling at? You don't know it's hers and it gives you great protection against the sun light so you find yourself hanging out there during your free time.

I mean, you can't just isolate yourself from the other town members even though the sun might burn you alive. They'd get suspicious of you and you wanna build trust.

One afternoon after you did all your work at the farm you find yourself sitting under that tree again, feeling the nice spring breeze on your face and listening to the chirping of birds. Penny, with a book held close to her chest, walks up to that exact same spot and turns away almost immediately as soon as she sees you there.

"Hey, wait! There is no need to leave! I can go away if you want me to. I didn't realize this is yours."

"No, no, please. I wouldn't want you to get up just for me. I can still read."

Her voice is so quiet and soft that you nearly didn't understand a word she said.

Penny finds it a bit strange that you're always completely covered in clothes. Even your face is barely recognizable with the huge straw hat and the sun glasses.

But no matter how curious she is she never asks you about it, afraid that you could take offense. The other residents did ask you a lot of stuff in the beginning though so she heard it all from them.

"Have you lived with your health condition since you were born?"

She nearly gave you a heart attack, but not because of her question. The two of you usually sit in silence under this tree and you sometimes forget that she's even there.

"I'm sorry for invading your personal life like that. Forget I asked."

"No, it's fine. And no, it hasn't always been like this, but it did start many years ago."

She finds herself feeling more and more comfortable in your presence and even brings snacks. Much to her disappointment you decline them.

"Are you allergic?"

"Uuuhhh yeah."

Every lie you tell her makes you feel a little bit worse, because she's just the sweetest woman you've ever met. You can see on her face that she has tons of questions for you, but she simply can't bring herself to ask them.

It's difficult since of course it's convenient that she doesn't ask many questions, but at the same time you're dying to tell her every single one of your secrets. You're slowly, but surely falling for her.

Little do you know that's the case for her as well.

She opens up more and more to a point where is even starts to rant about the latest books that she's reading. You love how passionate she gets with the small library in town and it's as clear as the sky that she adores teaching Jas and Vincent.

You find yourself walking her home one night and it's killing you to see her beautiful smile disappear upon seeing the dark trailer. Her mother is at the saloon again as it seem.

"Do you wanna stay at my place? There's something I've been meaning to tell you anyways."

Yes! The moment of truth!

You have no idea how she will react. The only information you have of her opinion about the supernatural is this one romance book she once read where the main love interest is a vampire. Though, you know better than to mix fiction with reality.

When you break it down to her and tell her that you're far from human she...wants to leave.

"Please don't get me wrong, I'm not scared or anything, but it is a lot to digest. I'd like to be by myself for now...if that's alright with you."

"Absolutely."

It takes her around two days until she shows up at your doorstep in the morning. The sun hasn't even come up yet and you still look like you just woke up from the dead.

Immediately you get a thousand apologies thrown at you for visiting you in this early hour, but it's your Penny. The door is open for her at any time of the day. Or night.

Something heavy seems to fall off your shoulders when she tells you that she'd love to continue where you guys left of.

But in return you have to answer all her previous questions where you lied about your health conditions and allergies.

And she's taking it surprisingly well? Wow? But she has seen her fair share of life.

Nothing really changes between you two and why should it? Only difference is the bond between you and the kind woman that grew stronger than ever after your confession.

You stopped hiding your peculiar eye color behind those dark glasses and Penny even found a particularly thick umbrella between her old stuff that could protect you more than your simple hat.

Late night walks are a daily ritual now, because that's the only time she can SEE you.

Your cold body temperature I very welcome in summer and during particularly hot days she tends to cling onto you, but winter. You could chase her.

Harvey

Out of all town members he's the biggest problem. Obviously it's going to be pretty hard to hide your not so human identity from a doctor.

When you introduce yourself to him he of course suggests to give you a check-up some time of your first week here. You're a new patient and he wants to see your condition. Another solution would be that you give him the name and address of your old doctor so he could request your medical file.

Little does he know that you haven't been to a doctor ever since you turned into a vampire. Why would you need one after all? You're immortal! So how the fuck will you get out of this mess now?

After this you kinda try to avoid him. Not in an obvious way where you run the other direction as soon as you see him. It's more of an awkward attempt to escape conversations with him when he starts one.

He's not stupid. He notices it after a couple times.

"Hey, listen. Did I do something to upset you? If I'm being too pushy with the appointment then please tell me."

The fact that he lowkey has a crush on you isn't helping his sad state either.

You quickly explain to him that you're just scared of doctor's appointments and clinics which is kinda the truth.

That's a huge relief for him  because he was afraid that you might not like him.

Now he's a grown man and knows how to deal with a crush, but he's still so nervous around you. It's your good looks that intimidate him so much and there's something weirdly enchanting about you as if you're not from this world.

Harvey still gets his shit together and asks you out for a drink in the saloon just to find out that you "have a sensitive stomach and have to be careful with consuming drinks and food".

Quickly you add that you'd love to go out with him anyways! Just not into the saloon.

So our hot doctor organizes a cute date night at the beach with candles and a blanket.

This dating thing you guys got is going extremely well so far until one day you're nor feeling like yourself.

The blood that was donated to you ran out and its difficult to stock up here. Back in the city there was a special clinic just for vampires where people who knew about them donated their blood. The times where your kind hunt others down to feed on them are long over.

One thing leads to another and eventually you end up at Harvey's clinic. He enters the room with the most terrified look you've ever seen on anyone and as soon as his eyes lock onto you all color leaves his face.

"But- but you're dead!"

"Harvey, listen. I can explain-"

"You were dead when they brought you in!"

"I still am. Kinda."

He's checking your pulse, your heart beat, everything. You're right. There is nothing. You're dead. Or should be at least, but here you are sitting infront of him, talking as if nothing ever happened.

You have no choice, but to explain your current situation and much to your surprise he takes out a notepad and starts writing.

"Is there a way I can contact this clinic? We can't have you pass out like this again. You could get seriously hurt."

It warms your heart to see how Harvey still supports you 100%.

In the beginning he was a bit hurt by the fact that you've been lying to him the entire time, but it didn't take long for him to realize how complicated your situation and position was. He wouldn't have told you either.

That man backs you up and makes sure you're being fed properly and regularly.

No joke the best husband you could have gotten.

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[whitegownsandflowercrowns]

The Characters of 2023

It’s time to talk about…The Characters™️. They shall be graded on a scale of “get behind me” to “I’m getting behind you”

HONORABLE MENTIONS:

Belinda (The White Lotus)

The only unambiguously decent person at the resort (who stayed longer than an episode, sorry Lani) and just the absolute best who deserved better. GIVE HER HER OWN WELLNESS CENTER GODDAMMIT. Scale: GET BEHIND ME

Ellie Williams (The Last Of Us)

Precious, hilarious and ferocious.

SCALE: While I could technically get behind her, I’ll have her get behind me in order to spare her trauma.

Misty Quigley (Yellowjackets)

She has never done anything wrong in her entire life (she has committed multiple murders and was a horrible person even before the plane crashed). But it’s fine, we love her anyways.

SCALE: I’m getting behind her 100%.

TOP 10

10. Quinni Gallagher-Jones (Heartbreak High)

Deserves better, the sweetest, I love her so much.

SCALE: GET BEHIND ME

9. Peter Gordon (The Power Of The Dog)

The second that Tumblr discovers this movie (highly recommend by the way) it’s all over. I need people to join me in understanding the power of Peter Gordon.

SCALE: I’m getting behind him. Easy.

8. Laura Palmer (Twin Peaks)

Absolutely tragic, could have been saved by listening to Preacher’s Daughter, has the best theme. Of course I love her.

SCALE: GET. BEHIND. ME.

7. Dale Cooper (Twin Peaks)

Fictional husband. Absolute king. Get this man a cup of coffee immediately.

SCALE: He’s an FBI agent, so I should probably get behind him.

6. Armond (The White Lotus)

An icon, a legend, and the moment. No one is doing it like him, and no one will ever do it like him again.

SCALE: Honestly we’re probably on the same level. We’ll fight Shane together.

5. Mrs. Lovett (Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street)

Served (both literally and figuratively) at unprecedented levels. Absolutely horrendous in the most amazing way. I am a stan forever.

SCALE: Probably getting behind her.

4. India Stoker (Stoker)

She has the best fashion sense and was always true to herself (even if true to herself meant…well, the movie). Love her.

SCALE: I’m getting behind her.

3. Laura Lee (Yellowjackets)

The human embodiment of Sun Bleached Flies. Sweet sweet girl, was not built to survive Yellowjackets and deserved better.

SCALE: GET BEHIND ME. DON’T GO ON THE PLANE.

2. Alicent Hightower (House of the Dragon)

Come season 2, everyone has their (genuinely awful) character that they will be defending to the death. She is mine. Do not come to me with Alicent slander; I will justify it.

SCALE: Young her needs to get behind me, older her and I are probably on the same level.

Helaena Targaryen

Who else? Love absolutely everything about her. I’m dreading Season 2, but in my mind she’s away from King’s Landing, happy and safe with her babies. She is The Character.

SCALE: GET BEHIND ME, I WILL BE SEEING THE REST OF THE CAST IN COURT

[hopefulatrocity]

From The Ashes Chapter 4

Note: Next chapter Daryl and Pheonyx see each other for the first time. Reviews and reblogs are appreciated! The song is Lost Boy by Ruth B

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CW/TW: Anxiety, beginnings of anxiety attack, canon character death, PTSD symptoms. 

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After Maggie left, Hershel came in and told Pheonyx what was happening. Apparently Carl needed surgery, and Shane and Otis were heading to the FEMA center at the local high school to get the needed supplies. The one that was overrun with shadows. When the older man told him their plan, Pheonyx stood up so fast the chair he was in was knocked over. 

“What?!”, he exclaimed. “That place is a deathtrap! Otis has almost no experience with those things, Hershel! How long ago did they leave? Maybe I can catch up with them.”

Hershel sighed and placed a hand on Pheonyx’s shoulder to stop him from rushing out of the room, “I know, Nyx. But he needed to do this. He has the EMT experience so he knows what we need. The likelihood the boy survives surgery without the anesthesia and manual respirator is almost zero. And I need you to stay here, he’s going to need another transfusion in less than an hour. We have to have faith that Otis will make it back to us.”

Faith was something that Pheonyx lost many years ago. But he chose not to say that to Hershel. He hated that his stepfather was right, though. He couldn’t leave. Carl needed him. So, he just nodded and righted the chair that he tipped over. Sitting down, he leaned his elbows on his knees and placed his head into his hands. Hershel patted him on the back and left the two boys alone. 

The chances of Otis making it back were slim. While Pheonyx was never close with the farmhand, he had sworn to protect everyone that lived in the farmhouse. Stomach roiling with guilt and fear, he tried to clear his mind and took a deep breath. 

He grasped the young boy’s hand again, noting how much smaller it was compared to his own. “When I woke up in the hospital, I was pretty much catatonic for a while. Didn’t move or talk to anyone. But there was a nurse there, her name was Meredith, she would come in on her breaks and sing to me. It helped bring me out of the hole I was in. Now, I’m not the best singer in the world, the animals are the only ones I’ve sung for, but maybe it can help you too. If not, you won’t remember any of this so I won’t have to be embarrassed. That’s a bonus.”, a soft chuckle escaped his sun-chapped lips. He took a moment to try to think of an appropriate song to sing to an 11yr old boy. When he had one in mind, he began to sing, his voice barely above a whisper. 

“There was a time when I was alone

Nowhere to go and no place to call home

My only friend was the man in the Moon

And even, sometimes, he would go away, too

Then one night, as I closed my eyes

I saw a shadow flying high

He came to me with the sweetest smile

Told me he wanted to talk for a while

He said, "Peter Pan, that's what they call me

I promise that you'll never be lonely"

And ever since that day”

At some point, Kismet had nosed his way through the shut door, drawn by his owner’s voice. He padded into the room, and sat by Pheonyx’s side. A furry nose pressed into the man’s unoccupied hand.

“I am a Lost Boy from Neverland

Usually hanging out with Peter Pan

And when we're bored, we play in the woods

Always on the run from Captain Hook

"Run, run, Lost Boy", they say to me

"Away from all of reality"

Neverland is home to Lost Boys like me

And Lost Boys like me are free

Neverland is home to Lost Boys like me

And Lost Boys like me are free

He sprinkled me in pixie dust and told me to believe

Believe in him and believe in me

Together, we will fly away in a cloud of green

To your beautiful destiny

As we soared above the town that never loved me

I realized I finally had a family

Soon enough, we reached Neverland

Peacefully, my feet hit the sand

And ever since that day”

Occasionally, Pheonyx felt a twitch of the boy’s hand against his fingers. Just a whisper of a movement but it urged him to keep singing. 

“I am a Lost Boy from Neverland

Usually hanging out with Peter Pan

And when we're bored, we play in the woods

Always on the run from Captain Hook

"Run, run, Lost Boy", they say to me

"Away from all of reality"

Neverland is home to Lost Boys like me

And Lost Boys like me are free

Neverland is home to Lost Boys like me

And Lost Boys like me are free–”

A creak of the floorboards had both Kismet and Pheonyx whipping their heads to the doorway. Rick’s tall frame filled the entrance. His hat had been taken off at some point and a bit of color had popped back into his cheeks. Not much, but he no longer looked like he was about to pass out. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt,” his voice was still rough with tears and shock. The sheriff moved farther into the room, walking around the bed to reach his son’s other side. His hands were settled on his hips, thumbs hooked in the holster belt. “Lori used to read him Peter Pan before bed all the time. We got him so many books but he always wanted to read that one. He went as Peter for Halloween 3 years in a row.”

A small smile played over the man’s face as he stared down at his son, “He started crying at his 6th birthday party because he didn’t want to get older. Said that Peter wouldn’t let him be part of the Lost Boys if he did.” 

The smile on Rick’s face was contagious and Pheonyx felt his lips turning up as well. “Your son has good tastes. It was my favorite story growing up too. My first tattoo was actually a quote from the story.”

Rubbing a hand over his sweaty face, Rick reached down to hold his son’s other hand. His warm blue eyes lifted to look into the younger man’s green ones. “Thank you. I just– Thank you. For giving him blood. Sitting here with him. Talking to him. I can’t thank y’all enough.” 

Pheonyx shook his head. “You don’t have to thank me. It’s the right thing to do. Carl’s strong. I may not know him but I have a gut feeling. He’s going to make it through this.”, there was a brief moment of silence, “Maggie told me there is a little girl missing? I’d like to help find her if that’s okay? I spend every day in those woods and I’ve gotten pretty good at tracking over the past couple of months. I’ve also been working with Kismet on scent tracking. So, anyway we can help, let us know.”

Kismet’s ears perked at his name and he looked over at the sheriff, giving a small woof. Obviously, giving the man his qualifications for tracking. Pheonyx hushed the dog and patted his head. A look of relief filled Rick’s eyes as he processed what was said. 

“Yes please. Any help is appreciated. We have an experienced tracker in our group, Daryl, but we lost her trail earlier. We got held up by a herd yesterday, and Sophia ran into the woods, walkers on her tail. I managed to find her and hide her so I could lead the walkers away. I told her to keep the sun over her left shoulder and head back to the highway. But she got spooked by something and her tracks turned around at some point.”

“We’ll find her, Rick. You just focus on Carl right now. He needs you the most.” 

Rick nodded. Pheonyx glanced out the window and saw Maggie riding Koda towards the house. A skinny brunette woman rode with her arms wrapped around his sister. 

Pheonyx tilted his head to the window, “I think your wife is here.”

The next hours passed slowly. After giving the couple some time alone with Carl, Patricia and Pheonyx came back in to hook him up for a second transfusion. He stayed with the boy while Hershel talked to Rick and Lori in the dining room. Kismet kept him company, which ultimately meant the dog was passed out on the floor, snoring. The rhythmic whistling and fluttering of the dog’s lips was oddly comforting in the silence of the make-shift hospital room. When the parents returned, Lori placed a warm hand on his shoulder and thanked him for donating blood. 

“It’s no problem ma’am.”, Pheonyx said, trying not to flinch when she touched his shoulder. The woman was kind and motherly. He knew she wasn’t going to hurt him, but his body still worked on instinct. Strange touches sent jolts of fire through his pores, made fear flow through his veins, and caused his muscles to tense. She must have noticed the brief flare of panic in his eyes, because she pulled her hand away and gave him a comforting smile. Silence reared its head again. 

Day turned into night and every minute that Shane and Otis were gone just increased the worry floating through the house. Rick tried to insist on going after them but Lori tried to pull him back to earth, reminding him he needed to be with Carl. The sheriff was insistent though. Patricia was about to hook Pheonyx up for a third transfusion but he stopped her. He stood up from the chair and approached the bickering couple. 

“Rick, I’m actually feeling a bit dizzy, maybe you could do this unit?” Pheonyx lied easily, knowing the man’s urge to help his son would override his worry for the two men. The ruse worked and Rick allowed Patricia to insert the IV. 

Lori mouthed her thanks to Pheonyx and he gave a small smile in return. He made his way out the door, needing to get out of the room. The fear and anxiety in the room was stifling. Admittedly, a good portion of it was from him. He hadn’t even realized his hands were trembling. It could have been from the blood loss but more than likely it was the feeling of panic closing in on him. Kismet followed beside him, leaning against the man’s leg as they walked through the house to the porch. The dog was better than any therapist or anti-anxiety meds that Pheonyx ever had. Just the presence of his furry companion was a balm to his soul. The screen door squeaked and shut with a loud thud as the pair walked out into the humid night air. 

“Needed a break?”, Maggie’s voice sounded from beside him, and he jumped slightly. She was seated on a rocking chair, knees to her chest, in the dark corner of the porch. Kismet’s tail began to thump against his leg at the sight of the young woman. 

Pheonyx patted the dog’s head and moved to sit beside his sister on the porch. “Yeah. Too many people. Too many emotions. I was 2 minutes away from an anxiety attack.”, he leaned his head back against the house, letting it hit with a soft bang. Kismet laid beside him, placing his head into his lap. 

“You’re doin’ good. I’m proud of you.”, Maggie reached over and brushed some of Pheonyx’s short brown hair from his forehead. She was one of the only people that he could stomach touching him. He even felt comfort in it. “You goin’ to be okay searchin’ for that girl tomorrow? Rick said he wants you to work with one of his people. I know all these new people are alot for you..”

“I’m not going to let my anxiety get in the way of finding a lost kid. We both know I’m the best person to help these people, anyways. I don’t have much of a choice.” Pheonyx pet Kismet’s head, finding solace in the soft fur on his ears and neck. “I’ll have my boy as a social buffer anyways. Right, Kizzie?”, he spoke in baby talk to the pup, who wagged his tail harder at the attention. 

Maggie knew her brother well enough to know he was trying to change the subject. Before she could point it out, the noise of a car coming up the driveway distracted them. A small bit of hope filled both of their chests before they realized it wasn’t Otis’s truck pulling in. An old station wagon pulled up and two men stepped out. One was a buff African American man who looked as if he’d seen better days. Sweat ran down his face, which looked paler than it should be. The other was a younger asian man, probably close to Maggie’s age. They looked nervous and questioned whether they should knock on the door or not, obviously not seeing the two Greene siblings in the dark corner of the porch. 

“You close the gate when you drove up?”, Pheonyx spoke up and smirked when the two men jumped. Kismet leapt to his feet and wiggled his way over to the new people. He panted happily as the men each scratched his head and smiled at him. 

The younger man’s eyes were locked on Maggie as he answered, “Uh, Hi. Yes, we closed it. Did the latch and everything.”, Pheonyx watched him visibly gulp as he looked over his sister. Maggie noticed the attention and placed her feet on the ground, leaning her elbows on her knees. 

Oh this should be interesting, he thought. 

“Hello, it’s nice to see you again. We, uh, met before, briefly.”, the man rambled, his face getting sweatier than it already was. 

Saving the other man from his embarrassment and also needing to get away from the influx of people, Pheonyx stood up. “Maggs, I’m going to head to the stable, start planning the search for tomorrow. If they need more blood, come get me?”

His sister nodded and stood up to give him a kiss to his cheek. “Of course. Try to get some rest, please? Kismet can stay here, give you some time to yourself.”

“Yes, ma’am.”, Pheonyx said sarcastically. As he moved to the brick steps, he noticed the bloodied bandage on the pale man’s arm. Instinctively, his hand moved to his cutlass and adrenaline filled his veins. Noticing the movement, the Asian man moved in front of his friend and held up his hands.

“It’s not a bite! He cut himself on some glass.”

Relief filled Pheonyx and his already-tired body felt even more exhausted. He patted Maggie’s shoulder and inclined his head towards her, “Maggie will show you guys inside. Get you something to eat. I’m sure Patricia can help with that arm of yours.” 

With that, he left the men in the capable hands of his sister and headed to the stables on the other side of the house. The building was one of the newer ones on the property. The original stables for the farm had burned down in the early 90’s during a particularly dry summer. No horses had been harmed, thankfully, but the whole building had to be rebuilt. And now, since the world went to shit, Pheonyx considered it his base of operations. All his supplies for hunting, making traps, and killing shadows were stored in one of the empty stables. There was a property map that was centered on the wall where the tack room was located. That one was nearly the same as the one he gave to Maggie to give to the group on the highway, just much larger. Every mark he had made on this map, he made on the other one as well. It paid to have a backup copy if something happened to the one hung up. Every important location was marked on it: shadow traps, safe walking trails, abandoned farmhouses, supply caches he had buried, danger zones, safe drinking water sources, and even areas where game frequented. The map had taken over a month of heavy work and scouting. Not including the time it took to set up the traps themselves. He had several maps of the surrounding towns, each one marked and sectioned with the types of businesses that the area contained. 

Pheonyx’s legs felt heavy as he passed each stall in the dark building, giving each horse a small pet on their fuzzy noses. In order to keep his family in the dark about his work on eliminating shadows, he did all the work in the stables so they wouldn’t see the supplies and maps. Everyday, he fed and watered the horses, made sure they were groomed, and led them to their designated pastures. In turn, he had gotten close with all of them. He knew all their quirks and strengths. Maggie was the only other person who went in the stables, as she often made trips into town. He was pretty certain that, up until earlier when he confirmed it, she chose to remain oblivious to all of the other work regarding shadows that he did.  It was going to come out sooner or later, and he had a feeling that–with the arrival of this new group–Hershel would be the next to find out. It was something he was dreading. Pheonyx hated fighting with his stepfather, but it was inevitable in this case. He walked to the end of the stable and opened up the empty one he had claimed as his own sleeping quarters. It was nothing special, all he did was sweep out all the hay from the floor and place a camping cot in the corner. One of his grandma’s old quilts was crumpled on top of it along with an old pillow. Placed alongside the cot was a small table with a battery operated lantern. He didn’t bother turning it on before crawling onto the cot, which gave a loud creak from the movement. He kicked off his worn Timberland boots, letting them fall to the floor with a thud.

Despite the exhaustion floating over his head, he didn’t fall asleep. He stared at the ceiling of the stables, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness around him. Minutes passed. Maybe hours. He wasn’t too sure. 

The loud sound of Otis’s truck coming up the drive had Pheonyx shooting up from the small bed. He didn’t even bother putting on his boots before he ran out of the stables, stopping right at the front. Even from a distance, he could see only one person exiting the vehicle. A person who was definitely not Otis. Shane exited the truck and handed off the bags of supplies to Hershel. His heart plummeted. It didn’t take a genius to know what happened. Otis was dead. He may not have known the man very well, but he was still a part of the family. There was a sharp stab of grief in his heart, followed by nauseating guilt. It was irrational, he couldn’t have stopped Otis from trying to right his wrongs, even accidental ones. If Pheonyx had gone in his place, he could have been killed instead. Or Rick could have died from donating too much blood in his stead. Which would mean that Carl would have died as well. Rationally, he knew he wasn’t responsible for Otis’s death. It still didn’t stop the darker parts of his mind from placing the blood on his hands.

Pheonyx probably should have gone to comfort his sisters, or Patricia, but he didn’t have the emotional energy to handle it. Kismet was with them, so he knew they at least had someone to cling to. So, he just headed back into the stables.

And just how Pheonyx always dealt with his emotions, he packed away the grief and put all his energy into distracting himself. In this case, it was planning the search for the little girl. He studied the large map, one that showed all the elevations of the property, on the stable wall and scrubbed a hand over his face. Turning on the lamp that hung by the tack room, he sighed and got to work. 

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2,10, and 23 for the salty asks <3

omg i think you're gonna regret asking me, because this is so long 😬

2. Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP?*

Nancy Drew - Bess and Odette. She barely knew the lady! Give my queen some recovery period from her *ehm* HUNDRED YEARS OF TRAUMA before wanting to jump the bones of the body she's possessing RNM - It's weird, but Max and Anatsa. I could never picture them, even as a fling. TVD - Jeremy and Bonnie. when they were together, it was actually an illegal ship y'all. Jeremy was 16, and Bonnie was 18-19. I really wished they'd just bonded as a human connection to Elena and not... yk, ghost-shagged each other Gilmore Girls - LANE AND ZACH. where did they even come from? out of thin air that's where. Lane deserved her happy ending with Dave Rygalski and I will die on this hill. Teen Wolf - (brace yourself) Lydia and Parrish. Malia and Parrish. Melissa and Argent. wtf? at this point I'm pretty sure Jeff Davis just played chits and picked his ships randomly. All of Parrish's ships are ew (that's just his luck unfortunately) and Melissa with Peter would have been the best choice are you kidding me? ARGENT AND MELISSA'S KIDS WERE TOGETHER, and not even fwb-together. like SOULMATE together! Grey's Anatomy - Addison and Alex. They couldn't cash in major potential there. She was the right amount of bitchy to get him off his macho ass. Not everyone has to sleep with everyone Miss Shonda! Also, Teddy and Owen. They're best as friends, because (i hate to admit this) Teddy was right in s18 (was it 19, i think it was 19?) when she told Link to stay away from Jo because marrying best friends and then hating them in marriage is sad.

10. Most disliked arc? Why?

RNM - Again, the Max-Anatsa storyline. It's like, again, they played chits with who she should be with. My Max is not the one-night stand kinda guy (which I'm proud of, representation of my soul) and him sleeping with Anatsa and then just dropping her is WACKY. Isobel and Anatsa were so much better, and had good development Nancy Drew - Park's arc. The writers had the potential in their very hands and chucked it themselves. Park as the ISM/FHK would have made so much sense, it would have been the best direction for his appearance. TVD - The entire Alaric x Caroline thing. HATED THAT. HATED THAT the way Ashley Ippolito hates Nate Jacobs. He's like 15 years older than her and IS HER BEST FRIEND'S STEPDAD. And the Alaric and Stefan pissing contest for Caroline. Dear writers you didn't give Caroline Forbes the Elle Woods arc she deserved to put her in this dump of a situation! Gilmore Girls - Married Dean cheating thing. "He's MY Dean" Rory honey go touch some grass and juggle some balls. He's fucking married and as your mother once said "Solidarity Sister". Lindsey wasn't all that bad, and she definitely deserved better than being cheated on at the age of 19. Teen Wolf - Argent and Melissa. Explained above. Notice how in the movie, Argent and Melissa didn't really have any romantic/close scene without a third wheel (thank God)? It's like Jeff Davis finally realized that oh shit, aren't their respective kids the main reason this all started? Grey's Anatomy - Jackson and Maggie. Just— NO.

23. Unpopular character you love?

Nancy Drew - everyone loves everyone in this one. so I can't really say anything divergent RNM - i think we love everyone right? TVD - VIncent Griffith (does he count? idk but I love his humor and badassery). Oh, and also Valerie Tulle. She was sweet while she lasted wasn't she? I honestly saw more in Stellerie than in Steroline (why you booing me when I'm right!) Gilmore Girls - Lindsey. Just because her taste in music is different from Rory and Jess's, doesn't mean she's not a good human. She tried so much to keep her marriage afloat, and I've never seen her be rude like Rory to Shane. Grey's Anatomy - Sam Bello (basically foetus Liz Ortecho) because she's the sweetest most bubbly thing after firecrackers in honey.

thanks for the ask man, omg i love being salty

[wintcrstcrfall]

It wasn't until Carinna could truly catch her breath that she started to wonder if maybe she'd been a little louder than acceptable. Shane didn't seem to mind - or have noticed - but for a small fraction of a second the woman did wonder if his neighbors would throw knowing glances at him the next morning. That thought and the sudden sight of Shane getting up and finally fully undressing were enough of a combination to turn her cheeks once again red. And yet, all of it melted to nothing the second he uttered that 'my love'. Carinna's heart leaped inside her chest so fast that it was almost painful - but it was the sweetest pain possible. She had this dream of a man leaning over her, eyes blazing with the real proof of just how much he meant everything he uttered - and all Carinna could think about was that this was it, this was the feeling that writers and movie directors tried to recreate into their works. But it was impossible, because nothing could compare to this. To finding the one meant for you.

Her eyes refused to leave his - or were unable to - but that gave her hands more freedom to roam everywhere over his body. The redhead wanted to finally learn every muscle, every dip, to leave not a single place where she didn't know how he felt like. It was exhilarating and maddening and Carinna loved everything about it. With Shane lowering himself on top of her, the weight was just the perfect amount. She couldn't restrain herself enough not to do anything and slipped one of her hands in between their bodies, gently stroking him once, then twice. Opening her legs more and in one graceful motion wrapping them around his lower back, her gaze didn't leave his while Shane so slowly found its way inside her. A small gasp left her lips, mouth opening soundlessly afterwards. When both of her hands slipped over his tattoos, gripping at his muscles while all of her senses were focused on taking as much as she could from this new, exhilarating feeling, Carinna wanted nothing more than to stop time and just stay like this, with him, forever. And that was just when his next 'i love you' came, causing her grip on his shoulders to loosen. There was no doubt the new shine in the woman's eyes - never before did she know the meaning of 'happy tears'... until now. Biting her lower lip, Carinna let out a small sound - a mixture between a sob and a moan. Feeling Shane's racing heart underneath her fingertips was the clearest proof about how wildly special and painfully perfect this moment was. Suddenly, it felt so silly to her that they had waited for so long to admit that they loved each other. But maybe it was worth it, otherwise who knew if this, right now, would've felt so blessedly perfect? Leaning in, she placed a soft kiss on his shoulder blade. "I don't want you to hurt for me, my love. Ever." Never before did Carinna felt comfortable wanting to call someone that way. Maybe it was simply because her soul had dutifully waited to meet him. "I want you to feel... this. Feel how happy we make each other. How great. And how good it feels to be with the one your soul loves." Slowly, her lower body started to move in the same rhythm he did. And that feeling... it couldn't be explained with words. Hand turning under his grasp, she held it more tightly before slowly bringing it to her lips next. The kiss there was special, intimate - especially because Carinna's eyes still lingered on Shane's. "Thank you... for making me the happiest woman in the whole world... for showing me what real love should look like."

Shane felt so drunk off her — body fired with excitement, longing. Hand reaching for hers and fingers stroking along her soft skin. The sounds she made drove him as wild than the taste of her, and the musician basked in the feel of her trust and pleasure. His name in her lips sending the most electric shivers through him, wrapping his lips around the bundle of nerves. It was as if her body was singing for him, watching the way she squeezed her eyelids together as her chest heaved. The walls of her sex clenched tightly and everything inside her throbbed. Dark eyes obscured even further as he looked to her: he doubted he'd ever beheld anything as mesmerizing as Carinna's face as she climaxed. And Shane accompanied the last aftershocks of her orgasm with gentle caresses of his tongue, giving her a moment to catch her breath, to find some stability after the high of her orgasm, as he sat up from between her legs, gently brushing aside the strands of red hair that covered her gaze. Feeling exhilarated to be the cause of that dreamy look.

"Carinna." Her words struck him in such a way Shane felt his head light and dazed. With his heart beating wild, hands captured her face and lips catching hers in a deep, slow kiss. He felt like a man that had been starved but was finally getting his feast, two people wrapped in the sheer joy of what was happening between them. What is about to happen. Shane no longer felt any fear or shame, because he'd entrusted his heart to her - so giving her the rest was very simple. He pulled away just enough to finally remove the rest of their clothing, and didn't stop until he slipped his fingers under the thin fabric of her panties -the last piece on her body-, slowly sliding them down her legs. Shane held his breath and vigorously shook his head in disbelief: the more he looked, the more he found he could not look away. And his smile was slow; realizing this dazzling, tender, wonderful woman was his. "My love." He said in what sounded like a plea, and words lost in his throat as Shane lowered himself on her. The warmth and wetness greeting him as he pressed his length against her core. So warm, perfect. His heart pounded in the silence; their eyes meeting and staying locked together as Shane, slowly, oh so slow, pushed his way inside her. He groaned - he'd never felt so free in his damned life. "I love you," with an expression that left no doubt of what he had just told her, Shane just looked at her, overcome with emotion. The pulse thundered in his ears and inside their bodies, which fitted together with absolute perfection. Two halves that had finally found each other and joined without any fissure. "I love you so much it hurts," he added, placing her small hand over his racing heart, "here." This was what he had longed for all his life. This love. Just this.

[justatiredlesbian]

DANA’S

[specialagentsoftie]

Green Eyed Girl pt. 1 | j.h.

*Gif doesn’t belong to me! Credits to the owner <3 Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader Requested: no Warnings: single parenthood Word count: 4k ish A/N: this is suchhh an old fic that i changed a tad for this platform. It's so self indulgent / specific so I don't expect this to do well but i also hate this entire thing so its fine ahahaha. Multi-parter bc its longgggg as fuck. Loosely inspired by the song "My Girl" by Elvie Shane Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Every August 13th, or whatever date Monday landed on that year, you would get up early and put on a pretty outfit to bring your best friend an iced coffee as class started for the day.

It was your favorite way to start the school season, even though you weren't a teacher. You were really an interior designer. It was something that paid well, to say the least.

Before you designed extravangant rooms and matched color palettes, you dabbled in so many things. It was one of the curses of your childhood and young adulthood, never knowing what you wanted to do with your life.

You spent a few years in college learning about nursing. You became a certified nurse and although it wasn’t the career you ended up pursuing, you kept your license renewed. In your free time, when the clients were no longer breathing down your neck, you got to do what you really loved — volunteer on the peds floor at Chicago Med.

At one point, you even studied education and child development. You loved kids and at one point, you thought that was what you wanted to do for the rest of your life. Clearly that didn’t work out, but your best friend continued on to become an elementary school teacher and that was the next best thing.

Your design skills even came in handy when you started volunteering the last 1/3 of your time to helping out at her underfunded school a couple years back. It was your third year decorating the kid’s classroom and it would end up being one of your best.

Now back to the first day of school, it was one of your favorite times of the year. You’d get to class bright eyed and bushy tailed, your hair curled and makeup done with two iced coffees in your hands. You could barely get the cups set down on the table before you were tackled in a hug by Anna, like she did every first day.

All summer, you’d hear her gush about her plans for her classroom, all the new decor and games she was planning for her students. It was something that never failed to melt your heart. This year, the plan was to make everything a colorful Disney theme and you always made it happen.

You didn’t typically interact with the kids much, other than observing from your corner of the room and doing your own thing, but this year there was a little girl who caught your eye. She reminded you so much of yourself. She had the softest brown curls and the sweetest green eyes.

She was quiet and liked to listen to directions. She didn't have too many friends, but like yourself as a child, she had a few classmates who looked after her and always invited her to play during recess.

She was good at reading and art, science too, but wasn't a big fan of math. You could just tell she was special. Well, all children are special, but there was something about this little girl that always made you turn your head, even her name — Danielle Ryann Halstead. She went by Dani.

Obviously it was a golden rule that teachers weren’t supposed to have class favorites. As the honorary classroom decorator though, it luckily didn’t matter.

It wasn’t long before your best friend started noticing how much you adored Danielle and she thought it was the cutest thing, how you'd look out for her.

Anna had taught this same class in pre-K and Kindergarten, but now they were her first grade class, so she was familiar with everyone's antics. Everyone's except Dani’s because this was her first year at Primrose Elementary.

She had told you about the little girl's background, about how her father, Jay, worked hard to provide for her, and how her mother wasn't ready for parenthood, so she wasn't in her life.

According to her father, Dani had an especially hard time every first day of school. Year after year, Danielle had watched moms and dads drop off their kids together and it was sad for her to see.

As the first bell rang that morning, all the kids were seated at their assigned desks as they chattered about their summers and caught up with each other after months apart. There were some questions from the more curious children if you and Miss Anna had boyfriends yet, which made you laugh, but the two of you cleared that up pretty quick.

Right by the door was a small one way window looking into the classroom where parents could watch their kids for a moment and make sure they were ok, before leaving for work. It was a lot like daycare and the administrators thought it would make the parents feel better about leaving their kids, without being seen.

Little did you know, Jay was watching for quite a while behind that window and he saw all the things you did that changed his daughter's life forever.

"Hey class! I'm Miss Anna and welcome back to the first day of school! You're all in First Grade, congratulations kiddos! I also want you all to give a warm welcome to Miss Y/N, I hope you all remember her. Like before, she's going to help out in class sometimes and make our room look really cool. She won't be here every day or even the whole day if she is here, but I want you to always be on your best behavior in case she does come, ok? She might bring you a treat if you do." Anna says, introducing the both of you. She grins at you and you wink at the class.

"Now, I know I've had most of you in class since pre-k, but we have a new friend this year who will be joining us. Danielle, would you come up here please and introduce yourself?" Miss Anna gestured to Dani to come join her at the front of the class.

You were sitting at the teacher's desk as you listened to Anna's intro, and the second you heard her ask Danielle to come up to the front, you knew it wasn't going to go well.

Your head immediately snaps to where Dani was sitting and you saw the uncertainty in her eyes. Little did you know that in the next room, her dad had the same reaction as you. He even almost came into the classroom, but Jay didn't want to embarrass his daughter on the first day of school.

The little girl walked up to Miss Anna ever so slowly and her voice was shaky as she began to speak.

"Hi, my name is Dani. I'm 5…" she begins to say, trailing off.

5? That was so young for first grade, you thought. It made sense though, if her birthday was right before the cut-off date. Danielle’s must be in late August.

“Dani, can you tell us what you like to do on the weekends?" Miss Anna asked, oblivious as ever to how scared the kid was of speaking in front of crowds.

Danielle mumbled her answers, saying how her dad would take her to spend time with her aunts and uncles a lot, and about how sometimes he had work so she'd go with him.

Shit hits the fan when a classmate chimes in with a question, asking about Dani's mom which she obviously wouldn't know how to answer.

You watch as Dani's brave face falters. You could see tears welling up in her eyes and Jay's heart broke seeing his daughter like that in front of the class. He was doing everything he could to stop himself from bursting into the room.

Without a second thought, you quickly stand up and take Dani's little hand. You lead her to Miss Anna's desk as you take your seat again, lifting the little girl into your lap. You turn the chair around so that you could shield her from the rest of the class in case she needed to cry.

You signal to Anna to move it along and your best friend quickly changes the subject, instructing the other kids to get out their workbooks so they could practice some basic skills.

Your voice is quiet as you spoke to Dani. It was so that you didn't disrupt Anna's class, but more so the other kids couldn't hear you. You knew how brutal they could be sometimes.

Not only that, but your suspicions were correct and the little girl started to cry the second she was tucked away from the class and in your arms. She looped her arms around your neck and sobbed quietly into your shirt. You rub her back soothingly and press a kiss to the side of her head.

"You're ok, sweetheart. You're safe." you murmur as you rock slightly from side to side. She buries her head deeper into your neck and you sit like that for a few minutes.

When she had calmed down and stopped crying, she sat up in your lap, rubbing her eyes and you wipe the tears off her cheeks.

"I'm sorry for crying, Miss Y/N" she sniffled, tears welling up again thinking she did something she wasn't supposed to.

"Oh sweet girl, you can cry if you need to, there's nothing wrong about that, ok?" you say, the little girl nodding in response.

She doesn't end up crying again, but she needed another hug, which you happily provided before sending Dani to rejoin the other kids.

The second he saw Dani return to her seat, no longer crying, her father let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

Jay had seen everything you did to calm his daughter down — the way you held her and stroked her hair. He smiled slightly to himself and turned to leave, but not before he stole another glance at the woman who went out of her way to protect his daughter.

For the next hour or so, as the kids worked quietly in their workbooks, you took measurements of the classroom and photos of the space you would be working with for the next couple months.

When you finished, it was about time for you to leave and Anna tells the class to say bye to Miss Y/N. You make sure to let all the kids know you'll be back here tomorrow morning.

Right before you open the door to leave, Danielle runs up to the front of the room, wrapping her arms around you. That right there melted your heart, and it melted Anna's as well.

You take Dani's arms from around you and hold her hands, kneeling in front of her. "You promise to come back tomorrow?" she asks you.

"I promise, Dani. You're going to be just fine. Miss Anna is the best." you say, giving the little girl a wink. You tuck another stray piece of hair behind her ear and stand up.

"Now go back to your seat, ok? Be good!" you whisper and she turns around to run back to her seat.

"Bye bestie." you grin at Anna before heading out the door.

When her father picked her up after the first day of school was over, Dani was smiling from ear to ear. She was so excited to see you the next morning and was going around the precinct telling everyone about you.

All Jay could think about was how his daughter had never, ever had a good first day of school before. She would always cry upon seeing him, so exhausted from the day that he would have to take the rest of the day off of work to take her home.

But today was different, she was happy and excited, and it was all because of Miss Y/N. Miss Anna was nice too, according to the little girl, but she just adored you.

Jay hadn't realized that you weren't a teacher. After seeing you the other day and how great you were with all the kids, he figured you were both teaching his daughter's class.

"You must be happy to have two nice teachers this year, huh, Dani-bug?" he joked at her.

"Silly daddy" she giggled. "Miss Y/N isn't my teacher. She's Miss Anna's best friend. And she helps Miss Anna put things on the walls and shows us cool stuff too whenever she comes to class, but she's not our teacher, daddy. She works someplace else." The little girl shakes her head, as if that was common knowledge.

"She's coming back tomorrow and I'm so excited," Dani squealed. "Can we go to school early tomorrow? I wanna see Miss Y/N before all the other kids get there."

Jay was shocked to say the least. For the past few years since his daughter had started school, she would always wait to go until the last minute, crying that she didn't want to go. It made him so late to work that his boss didn't even mention it anymore.

There was nothing Jay could do about it, Dani never made it easy on him. Now that she was asking to go early, maybe he could finally show up on time again.

"Sure, kiddo. See, school isn't so bad, right?" he said with a smile.

"Not this one. This one's ok. I hope I get Miss Anna next year too so Miss Y/N will come visit." Dani chirps. "Miss Anna had the other kids last year and last last year."

"I hope you get her too, I've never seen you so happy after class before." he said, thanking the universe for you.

Even the other cops at the district noticed a difference in Baby Halstead. Trudy looked at the kid like she grew horns and Kevin was even able to get a joke in with her, shocker.

The next morning, Danielle Ryann woke up before her dad. In her 5 years of living, she had never done that before. She forced him to get up right away, grabbing his hand and pulling him begrudgingly out of bed so he could take her to school. Jay wasn't sure he liked morning-person Dani.

She even picked out her favorite outfit to wear for you and has her dad do her hair extra special, which he struggled with massively.

Of course, Jay couldn't do it right and by the time they got to school, she basically jumped out of his car red faced with a scowl.

But when she saw you walk into the school, Miss Anna's coffee in hand, all that grumpiness faded away.

Jay noticed you too. He noticed the way your leather jacket hugged your curves and the way your above-knee dress exposed your slender calves.

"Daddy, there she is! Come on! You're so slow!" Dani pouted, tugging on his sleeve. He was pulled out of his thoughts by his daughter and she dragged his sluggish body into the building.

Yep, morning-person Dani was a pain in the ass.

You were cackling with Anna in the classroom when the little girl burst in with her father. The both of you turn towards the door when it opened and you grin when you saw Dani standing there.

She runs towards you and you open your arms, picking her up and setting her on your hip.

"Hi, Miss Danielle, how are you today, lovebug?" you ask, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

"Good!" She chirped at you, wrapping her arms around your neck. Her face then twists into a frown. "Daddy messed up my hair."

"Oh no, I'm sure Daddy tried his best. It looks lovely, sweetheart." you coo, looking up at dad.

You have to do a double take when you see him, his striking green eyes were lighter than Dani's, almost blue. He had slight stubble on his face and short brown hair. He stood around 6 foot tall, looking so handsome in his black jacket and white t-shirt.

"No, it doesn't." she frowned, her bottom lip sticking out in the cutest little pout.

"I would never lie to you, Dani-bug. It really does look lovely. Do you want me to help you do it a different way?" you smile warmly at her. Danielle nods enthusiastically and you set her down on the ground in front of you, while you start taking out the small elastics from her hair.

"My daddy calls me that," she says, looking up at you. "Dani-bug. How did you know?"

"Oh, well, I always my kiddos 'lovebug' and your name is Dani, so I guess it just made sense." you laugh, making sure to give her father a small shrug.

It was probably weird that you guessed his daughter's nickname.

Jay wasn’t listening though. He didn't hear a word in that entire conversation because he was too distracted by the joy in your eyes when you braided his daughter's hair and your soft hands being careful not to hurt her.

You don't notice how much the little girl's father was admiring the way you spoke to his daughter, the way you interacted with her, and the way his daughter just lit up in a way that he had never seen before until she was around you.

You decide to braid Dani's hair into the cutest little french braid half up pigtails and you take out your phone to take a picture, showing it to the little girl since you didn't have a mirror.

"You like it?" you ask her and she nods vigorously before running to her dad to show him.

"It looks beautiful, baby," Jay says, and the sound of his voice gave you butterflies like no other. "Did you thank Miss Y/N for helping you?"

"Thank you, Miss Y/N!" she said, oh so sweetly.

"Of course, love."

"Thank you, really." Jay said, stepping forward. "Jay Halstead, I'm Danielle's dad." He held out a hand and you shook it.

"Y/N, so nice to meet you." you say with a smile.

He moves on to Anna and they share introductions as well.

"Hope it's ok that we're here a little early. This one insisted on coming early to see Miss Y/N and she's got me wrapped around her little finger."

"That is so sweet, yeah absolutely it's ok." Anna says. "Y/N/N's not here everyday, but when she is, Danielle is welcome to come by early if she would like to. I have prep in the morning so I wouldn't be able to entertain her myself, but with Y/N here, shouldn't be a problem."

You saw Jay almost every other morning from then on. Dani would come into class early and you would spend time with her. There was nothing you loved more.

5 months had gone by and Jay Halstead would bring you and Anna coffee sometimes in the morning before class as a token of appreciation. You thought it was the sweetest thing. You would talk to him about how Dani was doing in class and her favorite subjects, also about hobbies the two of you shared.

He would tell you about how he loved what you were doing with the place and how he wished all teachers brought in people like you to make classrooms more fun for the kids.

Could he be a more perfect man?

You found out from Anna what Jay did for a living, after she did some internet stalking in hopes to set the two of you up. It was surprising to say the least, but you were more worried about him getting hurt on the job. You were amazed at how well Jay had hidden his daughter away in the safety of school, where she would be with people he trusted.

You wondered if Jay was ever going to tell you what he did for a living, not that it mattered, but you were acquaintances now and on your way to becoming friends.

It just never came up in conversation for the most part, until one day, an unknown number flashed on your screen while you were putting together mood boards for a client's kitchen remodel.

You rarely answered from numbers you don't have already in your phone, but against your better judgement, something compelled you to answer this one.

"Hi, is this Y/N?" came the voice from the other side of the phone.

"Jay?" you ask incredulously, recognizing the voice, but wondering how he got your number. "How did you get my number?"

"Yeah, sorry about calling you out of the blue. Anna put her number and yours on one of the parent teacher conference information sheets from the beginning of the year." Jay said sheepishly.

"Oh, right! Duh." you said, facepalming yourself for not remembering that she did that every year. "Nobody's actually needed to call me for anything so I guess I forgot."

"You probably didn't just call for nothing though, right? What did you need? Shoot." you continue.

"Are you at the school today?" he asked.

"No, actually. I'm just at home working on a client's house." you said.

"Shoot… do you know if Anna's going to be able to stay after class for while?" You can hear the frustration in Jay's voice and you take a moment to think.

"Hmm, I believe she usually has other responsibilities after class lets out, but she also isn't allowed to leave until all the kids are picked up."

"Shit…" you hear Jay whisper under his breath. "Not sure if Anna's told you, but I'm a detective with the CPD and we've just caught a big case. It's all hands on deck here and there's literally nobody to keep an eye on Dani."

"Hey, it's ok. I totally get it. If you can't make pickup today, I can stop by the school and pick her up if that would help? I'll bring her by the precinct and stay with her until things get less crazy?" you suggest.

"Really? You'd be willing to do that?"

"Yeah, of course. Especially since Anna has places to be, I know that would help her out too. Just send Anna an email, you know, one of the official ones that we need for student pickups and we should be good." you say reassuringly. "I can stay with her as long as you need. Take your time!"

"Thank you so much Y/N, I'll do that now. You're a lifesaver!" he said.

"No problem, Jay. I'll see you later."

When you get to the school, it was just Danielle and Anna waiting for Jay to pick her up.

The little girl was sitting at her desk when you walk in, her eyes lighting up when she sees you.

"Y/N/N, what are you doing here?" Anna asked in surprise.

"Hey bestie, I'm here to pick Dani up. This little munchkin's dad called and he's going to be a couple hours. I had him send you an email about change of pickup. Go do your thing." you said, flicking your head over towards the door.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, absolutely. I got her. Dani and I are pals, aren't we?" you say, smiling at Dani who's beaming at you.

"Yeah!" she chirped, making Anna laugh.

"Alrighty, you two. I'll head out here. Kiddo, be good for Miss Y/N, ok?" Anna said, looking pointedly at Dani. "And girlie, keep me updated when her dad's off work?"

You give her a thumbs up, before ushering her out of the room.

"Come here, bug." you say with a big smile, opening up your arms for Danielle to run into. She gives you a tight hug and you have her grab her coat, helping her put it on. "We... are off to the police department where your dad works."

"Your dad is stuck on a case for a little while, so it's just going to be you and me until he finishes, ok?" you say, fixing the tangles in her hair. You hold out your hand and the little girl grabs it, swinging her arm happily.

Dani nods before you echoed you. "You and me, Miss Y/N."

"That's right, cutie. You and me." You nod, pressing a kiss to the side of Dani's head.

Oh yeah. You and Danielle were without a doubt two peas in a pod. You were her new favorite person and you couldn't complain. Lucky for you, her dad wasn't too bad either.

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My Personal Stardew Valley Ship Headcannons

Farmer Cricket (me) x Shane

Farmer Cricket [AFAB He/They] slowly befriends Shane [AMAB He/Him] and helps him with his mental health recovery, and I cannot help but fall in love with his chicken-loving self… especially because I also struggle immensely with my mental health and adore chicken friends… but I also admire Shane’s willingness to finally accept he needs help and how he’s willing to improve himself not only for others like Jas but also just himself!!! He deserves content and happy feelings!!

Sam x Sebastian

Sam [AMAB He/They] and Sebastian [AMAB They/Them] are kinda obvious to me cuz like… they spend so much time together and are so close!!! Not that all close relationships are inherently romantic, but I just very much see them as being in love… Sam is the softdom extrovert bf and Seb is the sub leaning switch introvert to me :^3

Maru x Abigail

Maru [AMAB She/They] secretly had a crush on Abigail [AFAB She/They] the more she got to know Abigail through Sebastian! Abigail was slightly more hesitant towards developing a relationship with Maru as they didn’t want to upset Seb in any way, but Seb is secretly super supportive of it (despite the fake grossed out looks he gives them whenever they’re affectionate lol)… they bond when Maru is invited to play their games together with Seb and Sam, and they also both enjoy the night sky (which leads to many many summer stargazing dates where Abigail plays her flute for Maru and Maru explains the different constellations for Abigail)

Sandy x Emily

Sandy [AMAB She/They] and Emily [AFAB They/Them] start their friendship as penpals, but as they get closer they develop romantic feelings and begin to be long distance partners! This ship is extremely obvious to me tbh and anyone that DOESNT ship them (unless you romance Emily yourself) is sus to me…

Leah x Haley

Leah [AFAB She/Her] and Haley [AFAB She/Her] are probably one people won’t understand right away, but let me explain… especially during the summers, Haley spends so much time in the forest near Leah’s house to work on her photography… similarly, Leah is outside working on her artwork as well, so they’re bound to interact in some way! And I believe they would totally find it admirable in each other with their dedication to their own type of art!! And I firmly believe that in this case, opposites attract as well as because they’re so different they would totally bring out the best in each other!! Leah softens Haley’s defensive walls with her friendliness and also encourage Haley to be more directly interactive with her nature relationship (especially regarding her photography), and Haley will completely encourage Leah to keep her standards in people as high as it should be, as well as encouraging Leah to find a beauty within herself that she’s not explored much before!!! Overall, I just see them as being so sweet together and I know they’d make an adorable couple!! (Also Alex, being Haley’s best friend, is so so supportive, cuz he knew Haley was a lesbian all along but never outed her in any way so the two refused to deny any accusations of them being together until Haley was ready to come out!!)

Penny x Alex (aka the token straight couple lol)

Penny [AFAB She/Her] doesn’t interact with Alex [AMAB He/Him] much other than just simple pleasantries from being neighbors… Evelyn and George encourage Alex to introduce himself better to Penny, and he does and finds that Penny is one of the sweetest people he’s ever met!!! Penny is obviously timid (especially around him at first), but the more they get to know each other, the more they find amazing qualities in each other!! Penny admires Alex’s determined attitude towards succeeding in life despite his struggles, and Alex admires Penny’s dedication towards giving the kids of the town a better chance in life through love, support, and education! They also (unfortunately) bond over having an abusive/alcoholic parent (Pam sympathizers GET OUT!!! Abusive parenting is not excusable!!!)… they help each other process their childhood trauma and learn to respect their own boundaries and needs with encouragement from each other!!!

Marnie x Marlon

Marnie [AFAB She/Her] finally allows herself to dump loser Lewis (he doesn’t deserve the gem that Marnie is cuz he only wanted to hide their relationship and Marnie deserves someone that is immensely proud to be her partner!!!) and spends some time single to reflect on what she wants in love… during the following Festivals in the town, she interacts with Marlon [AFAB He/Him] more and the two hit it off!! Marlon is extremely affectionate and treats Marnie like a goddess!!! Marnie appreciates the affection and equally develops a love for him! Marnie encourages Marlon to interact with the townspeople more often and eventually they spend time together in the Saloon every Friday night!! Marlon acts as a wonderful father figure towards Jas (and even Shane), and Marnie adores his caring nature!!

Harvey x Elliott

Harvey [AMAB He/Him] doesn’t think much about Elliott [AMAB He/Him], as they aren’t usually in the same areas of town at the same time… but Harvey sometimes likes to visit the beach to relax his always speedy mind by listening to the ocean waves! There he interacts with Elliott more and more, but doesn’t think much of their brief friendship… but Elliott, being the poetic hopeless romantic he is, sees the potential in them and decides to write a lovely letter to Harvey inviting him on a date! Harvey is very much shocked by the sudden romantic interest and straightforwardness, but decides to take a chance and go! Elliott and Harvey eventually grow a strong relationship that is fueled by their natural passion in life (Harvey being passionate about helping people as well as piloting, and Elliott being passionate about his writing and environmental protection)!!!

Anyways, those were pretty much it for my headcannons regarding character relationships!! I included my brief headcannons for each character’s gender cuz I feel strongly about certain folks being trans >:3 (I am queer and trans myself btw)!!! But I also have specific headcannons for each character having a different race/ethnicity than the cannon “almost-every-character-is-white”, so if anyone is interested in that, I can post those sometime too!! I’m still working on finishing those headcannons, cuz I can’t decide if I wanna change their names in slight ways to better fit them… I want to but it might get confusing for anyone but me when talking about them lol😅 but I’m more than willing to explain!!!

I love that I’m getting back into Stardew Valley tho cuz I haven’t played in a long time and forgot how much I adore the game!!! Thank you current Stardew Valley hyperfixation lol (I’m diagnosed as having ADHD so that’s why I used that term btw!!)

[deputygonebye]

Burned into flesh like scorching flame, the bandana did all that was promised of it and more. Absorbed the blood that pooled around it like a sponge, dyed the fabric a deepened shade of crimson, encouraged a guttural scream out of Shane. From behind closed lips and clenched teeth - for both his sake and Judith's - tears that collected in dark-honey eyes but didn't fall. Worse had been done to Shane in the years both since and before the Outbreak. A broken nose, a battered ribcage, scratches to the face and neck. But greatly did an infested world take a toll upon the body. Weakened it beyond its natural years; birthed wrinkles and lines that wouldn't have been so clearly seen otherwise. Shane was a man made older just from exposure. Experienced, skilled in ways that had once been foreign to himself and King County alike, aware because there was no other choice. There was nothing else that he could do.

Cardigan beneath him, cradled his head like the softest of pillows, Judith's scent overcame every other sense of old Shane. Surpassed the agony of the bullet wound, numbed the ringing within his ears and the pounding of his headache. All he could feel and see and smell was that of his most beloved daughter. Death would be sweetest to him if it were to claim him, then. Surrounded by family, though it was only known by one person of the equation, drowned in his own love for her. Every mistake that Shane had done would be committed again if only he were allowed such an ending. Chance taken just for Judith - to see her and be near - for the most selfish part of himself. But the hands of death wouldn't find reward in the soul of Shane. Comfort so distant, Daryl was there beside him before he could even steal another breath of air, the faint stench of Walker potent. Stubble all over his chin, eyes wandering like a curious kitten, hands hovering over the work of Judith.

"Your dad was a good man. He was my best buddy." Shane groaned, Daryl's fingertips pressed into the bandana, grasp reactive and shot straight to Judith's arm. "Your mom was a hell of a lady. She really was."

Shane loosened his grip on Judith, still held her close but with less firm embrace, unable to let her go once he had her properly. "Daryl? You gotta help me. I can feel it. I'm losin' too much blood. I'll be drawin' Walkers before the minute's up. Judith, you get yourself behind the gate. Keep yourself safe. I don't want you to get hurt. Daryl and I will be right behind you, okay? You don't turn around until your safe and inside. You understand?"

Judith held similar values to her brother Carl, despite her brother leaving this earth before they had the chance to really have that brother and sister relationship Judith was kind like him. She was willing to help anyone who was kind and needed help, despite the vicious world that she lived in, a world where she saw some of the gruesomest things. Where she saw true evil in people she continued to have a kind heart and have hope that good people still existed and despite being eighteen now she still held those values and would always try and be a good person even in this dark world.

When the gate had opened she was aimed and ready and then she saw the man fall down onto the floor and she knew he had been hit and so she ran towards him talking out three walkers in her path "Daryl! We need help!" she called out before moving down onto her knees next to the man. Judith's hands moved down and she moved the man's shirt up to examine the wound lifting him a bit to see if the bullet had exited "the bullet went right through" she admitted.

"I'm alright, I wasn't hit" he was one of the good ones, one of the kind and good people out there even with being hurt and hit he was still worrying for her and if she was okay. If only she knew. If only she knew that the man she was currently helping was her real father, the man that had fallen so deeply in love with her mother that they had created a piece of themselves in her. She began to check the rest of his body and he was right there was no other bullet wounds "just one" she reached into her back pocket and grabbed the bandana she had shoved into her pocket and she ripped it in half "I'm going to try to stop the bleeding okay?"

She wanted to give him a warning before she tried to stop the bleeding because this wasn't going to feel good. "Shane?" Judith's brows furrowed a little when she heard the name "Shane Walsh? You knew my mom, you know my dad right? there's a picture of you and my dad in your uniforms" she admitted as she smiled. Of course this man knew her parents, she didn't ever think they would befriend someone who wasn't kind. "Yes, that's right I am, okay brace yourself" she spoke the words before she used one part of the bandana and she shoved it into one side of his wound and she did the same with the other side.

She then slid her cardigan off and she gently bundled it up and moved it under his head as they waited for help. She quickly reached for her gun when she heard something, she shot the gun hitting a walker between the eyes "Daryl! We need to get him inside now!"

@deputygonebye

[honeydewdrew]

ghouls & ghouls

a buzzfeed unsolved au, d.s. headcanon

a/n: buzzfeed unsolved x drew starkey? i think yes. in this au, you and drew have always been the original hosts of the show- you're the Ryan to his Shane lol

disclaimer: loosely based on episodes of buzzfeed unsolved :P

summary: a spooky little ghost hunt brings you and drew closer

pairing: buzzfeed ghoul hunter!drew starkey x reader

warnings: fluff, spookiness, language, romanticizing ghost hunting/taunting

feedback, comments, etc. are welcome and appreciated! please don't repost!

after the success of the first season of buzzfeed unsolved, you and drew focused more onto the next season of the show

this next season was supernatural themed, which catered more to you and your fans

you believed in ghosts and all things spiritual while drew was the cynic

as the small camera and production crew followed the two of you through the haunted prison, you narrated the history of the building

drew listened attentively and quipped in when appropriate, making you wheeze in laughter

“well, we better stock up on some knowledge here, otherwise we’re gonna get murdered by ghosts.”

“drew, PLEASE.”

you brought out the spirit box and EMF reader one of the more active cells and sat on the cold floor. as the loud noises of the device blasted through the room, you asked, “is walter here? we heard this was your cell before you passed away here.”

after a few beats, the spirit box only replied with static interference before you heard, “leave”

you were about to say that it was too little to be anything solid until the EMF reader went off and you immediately grabbed drew’s arm on instinct

he chuckled, holding you close as you freaked out

“not fuckin’ cool walt!” drew yelled into the room, laughing

later, you went down into the lower levels and decided that you were both going to do three minutes by yourselves in the supposedly extremely haunted cellar

drew went first as you stood outside with the crew and you could hear him taunting the spirits

“demons? deMONS? it’s ya boy! i’m giving you until the count of three to show yourselves and then... i’m gonna SCREAM.”

you were always so terrified in these places, but drew’s outrageous humor always brought a smile of disbelief to your face

you laughed out loud when you heard him screech in the room, but that joy quickly dissipated when he came out and it was your turn. you could barely last a full minute when you ran out, petrified, believing that you felt something touch your ankle

you felt embarrassed, usually you'd be able to withstand the entire duration of the solo missions, but you could just not do it this time

drew and the crew calmed you down a bit before drew says, "you, know what, let's go in together. the ghosts already hate me, so i'll die first."

the both of you went in, standing huddled in front of each other, the night vision cameras getting a close up shot of your faces as drew continued to mock the spirits

you were stressed, but so much less than before when drew reached out to hold your hand (which almost freaked you out again, let's be real) as he called the demon an asshole. and then before you knew it, time was up

"you guys, i'm telling you," you said to the cameras when you finished your time, "scared shitless is an understatement of what I felt in there."

"I honestly think she just wanted to spend more time with me," drew smiled smugly.

"right, spending more time with the guy who possibly could've gotten us killed by demons tonight seems like a grand old time."

afterwards, all of you went out to a chicken and chips place to reward yourselves and you and drew took a two person table while the crew grabbed a bigger table nearby

drew asked if you're okay now, which you nod in response to. "yeah, thanks for that. sweetest thing you've done for me all season," you joked.

he blushed, "I know I fuck around a lot during these shoots, but anything to make you okay, sweets. too important to lose."

"oh, I'm that important to you?" you tease back.

he rolled his eyes, smirking. "to the show. the viewers. no one will watch if I don't have an opposing force, duh."

you throw a fry at him and he tries to dodge, laughing

so anyway, lemme know if you want more of this au lol i love it

[alexis-vaughn]

Shane wasn't the sentimental type by any means, but he did like to keep some of the old ways of life alive. And one of those ways was to celebrate birthdays. He might not get them exactly on the right day, but he gets them close enough that the person usually doesn't mind it being a few days early or late. Alexis wasn't any different.

He had managed to get Tara and some of the others to keep her busy while he and Trixie helped Carol make her a cake. They were more there as observants than anything until it came time to decorate. Then Carol left them to it with a hopeful smile and ruffle of Trixie's hair. The cake was definitely decorated by amateurs but it was unique.

He had Trixie hide when he heard Alexis' footsteps on the front porch. As the door opened, they both jumped out and threw the confetti he found and blew the party favors that had been left over from New Year's. He held out the misshapen oddly decorated cake and shouted, "Happy Birthday!"

Her eyes widened after opening the door, never did she expect that Shane would plan such a thing cause he wasn’t really known as the sentimental guy, at least when it came to relationships like theirs but she had learnt over the last years that he really had changed. Especially after Trixie was back in her life, she found a whole new side in him and couldn’t help to fall in love with him deeper every day. But this was still a surprise and by far the best birthday she had in years.

“Hey.” she walked in with open arms to embrace Trixie first, blowing out the candle with her daughter before raising on her toes to give Shane a kiss. “Aren’t you the sweetest guy I ever met.” Of course she was teasing him cause they both knew they had been a mess before, but for Alex this was a real sign of his love and she just was grateful how they found a wonderful family here. “Thank you all so much. You’re amazing. Now let’s try that cake!”

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