#I loves erin being like “oh yeah this is not a bit” when he said it

[generaltrashshecox]

Them talking about Skele-mom and Skele-dad sitting at Damien's table at all times and just Damien being like "c'mon Anthony I have skeletons at my table do you think people are coming over" just ajsj

[dirtyslag96]

Idiots in love-James Maguire

Pairing: James Maguire/fem!reader

Rating: PG-16

Words: 1,331 words

Warnings: Fluff, Lying, Curse words, use of Y/N, love interests being idiots in love and oblivious to eachothers love for the other, not proof read

Synopsis: You notice James subtly trying to get your attention and you're not sure why, so you try to find out as you perhaps started developing feelings for the Brit. you're sure of one thing, and that no matter how hard you had tried to lie, he will find out.

a/n: based on prompt #1018 from this list (“Shut up, I’m trying to confess my love to you.”) ". requested by @themallonbisexualmess , also I would appreciate some tips since I'm still new to writing fics, also dialogue between the five will be characterised by the colour, Y/N, Orla, Erin, James, Michelle, Clare

The first day you met James you considered him quite odd, not only because he was English but also he was attending an all girls school and was somehow Michelle Mallon's cousin.

All six of you were sat at Erin and Orla's house after school playing board games when suddenly the home telephone rings.

"would someone go get that its making me deaf for Christ's sake", said Erin.

"Gerry make yourself useful would ya", announced Joe, clearly annoyed by Erin's father.

Gerry looked confused but nevertheless walked over to answer, "Hello?, Yeah she's right here", a couple of seconds later, "I'll let her know"

"Y/N, your parents want you back home in 10 minutes"

"Oh, isn't it a bit early? did they tell you why?", you were confused since it was still 9 o'clock and your parents usually have you curfew by 12.

"No, would you like a ride home?", you never understood why Joe hated Erin's dad so much considering he was the most thoughtful and caring one of all your parents.

"For fuck's sake Y/N did you do something?", Michelle alway commented on everything happening.

"Yeah its a bit weird"

"James, how many times have I told you we do not care"

Seeing James' dissapointed face made you even sadder you were leaving early, though you never understood why your mood also often depended on his. Perhaps you had feelings for him? no, you wouldn't believe it even if you did.

"I'll be on my way then, see you tomorrow", involuntarily you felt yourself looking at James. "Thank you Gerry I would appreciate it if you got me a ride home"

"Bye Y/N!", all of them shouted.

"Finally being useful for once", you heard Joe snicker as you left out the door.

The next day, you had told Clare about it, she said that you definitely have some feelings for him, since you trusted Clare's judgement you've started noticing that James mostly starts conversations directly to you. Clare also had pointed out that when the Ukrainian girl showed up hitting on James, that you had been more closed off and easily exasperated than usual.

The six of you were suspended since Michelle and James had broken the statue "The Child of Prague", while arguing so you all had agreed to meet up at Erin's place for the week. Your mix of emotions towards James had led you to unintentionally start avoiding him, surprisingly Michelle and Clare had been subtly trying push you two together. You speculated that Clare must've told Michelle or that they had also felt a drift between you and James.

Orla pulled out a board game that had the six of you pair up into three teams of two, to decide who would be paired together you all wrote your names at placed it in a random jar that Erin found in the kitchen.

"Orla and...", Clare!", Erin said as she was the one who pulled out the names.

"Interesting..", muttered Orla as Clare took in a loud sigh.

"Y/N and..", "James!", was the universe really fucking with you? you look at him, seeing his happy face made you feel things you never expected to feel for James, then you attempted to avert his gaze but soon enough you looked up to his disappointed and baffled face to why you were trying to avoid him.

Michelle noticed the tension between you two so she broke the deafening silence, "So that leaves me n' you Erin, this is rank".

"Start without me I don't feel well I feel like throwing up, I'll be up in the bathroom", in truth you wanted to be as far away from James as you can so you practically dash upstairs to Erin's toilet. The rest of the five looked quite baffled since nothing seemed wrong with you but you have been acting rather weird these past few days.

You heard a pair of footsteps coming up the stairs and you assumed someone had come up looking for you, you heard a knock on the door, you were praying it wasn't him. But then again you heard knocking again and a voice, James' voice "Y/N are you okay in there?".

You had two options either lie and say you were sick or...

"Y/N!", his voice yet again heard, interrupts your train of thoughts, so you slowly walk over to the bathroom door and open it.

"oh.. hey you said you weren't feeling well so I came up here to check on you but you seem fine right now", right now you couldn't have felt any better since he came up here concerned, the way his hair was ruffled yet tidy, the way his accent affected his words, and his voice.

You remained quiet for a long time, "uh-i guess I didnt need to throw up after all", you said as you tried to push past him to get out of the small bathroom that could have suffocated both of you with the amount of tension in the air.

To your surprise he shifted quickly, blocking you and closing the door acting like a shield. "what-"

"no, I don't get it you've been avoiding me! why? did I do something wrong for fuck's sake Michelle even noticed! she asked if I annoyed you but I would never do it on purpose just please tell what is going on!", his outburst surprised since usually he was quiet and self preserved.

"there's nothing wrong James I don't know where you're getting that idea from"

slowly he stepped forward before he spoke, "you are lying, I can tell-"

"I-, what? this is ridiculous James let me out of here!"

Unbeknownst to the both of you, the rest of the group followed James upstairs and are now listening to your conversation through the door.

"No! not until you tell me what's wrong, have I upset you, , I notice everything about you don't you get it Y/N- ?", his face nearly made you crumble, you felt bad for irritating him as much as you are right know but you are not confessing why you have been avoiding him.

"for crying out loud, no James you haven't upset me in any way shape or form, this is stupid-", you were both cutting each other off, he was not letting you lie, while you were trying not to let him catch on to your feelings.

"Would you shut up, I have been trying to confess my emotions of love to you all week, and you have been simply ignoring that do you know how hurt I felt thinking I had upset you or something!”

You were in genuine shock and you were sure you heard a few gasps from outside the door.

"Do you actually feel that way James? because if so then so do I.."

Like magnets, you both came forward pressing your lips together, you felt him smile. Next thing you know the rest of the girls opened the door and saw both of you, they yelled and talked over eachother at the same time

"OH FINALLY!", exclaimed Clare,

"The form of human art always so interesting", Orla muttered as always,

"Congrats?!", Erin was quite unsure of what to say since she found two of her best friends kissing in her bathroom.

"FINALLY! you two took a long time figuring each other's feelings I was tortured by James talking about you all the time, and Clare the poor girl had to endure you talking about James!", you assumed Michelle would hate the idea of one other bestfriends and her cousin being together.

"What the fuck!", you both yelled while slamming the bathroom door closed and hearing giggles not the other end, you and James looked at each other and started laughing.

"You two get back out here I'm still not a hundred percent on the pair of you, but just because I approve doesn't mean you can start fucking"

"Yeah please not inside of my bathroom either!"

fin.

[unknownperson246]

Hi! English isn't my first language, so I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors.

I would like to make a request, or two. I really love your writing. You can totally ignore this if you feel uncomfortable writing this.

I would love a story about 90s!Axl, post divorce. I would like a story about him and [reader] who is also in a rock band, an all girl rock band. She's the lead singer and her band has been close to GnR sine the late 80s and there has always been tension between [reader] and Axl.

After Axl and Erin divorced, [reader]'s band is performing at the Ritz Hotel and [reader] decides to dress in Axl's clothes on stage, bandana and all. Axl, who has been attracted to [reader] for years sees this and becomes *a bit* feral about that and they meet up outside of the hotel after the show.

The rest is up to you, but smut please.<3

hiii I’m so very sorry it’s late I loved this idea but I hope you enjoy it 🩷🩷

My Sweet Darling:

Words: 1,441

warnings: *smut* *fluff* *p in v* *cussing* *usage of substances* *divorce* *mentioning of a loved one passing*

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You are in an all-girls rock and roll band called the Wild Cats. Your band started in 1985 and ever since then, you've been great friends with Axl Rose. You met him when they were performing at a local club in 1986. They would always sing “Don’t Cry” for you. You were also very good friends with his entire band Guns n Roses. You, Steven, and Duff would always write songs together. You, Izzy, and Slash had many amazing conversations about rock and roll, and you and Axl always just clicked more than that. He had written a song for you when you were very sad about your friend who passed away. You both had a lot of common interests in music and how you both wanted to live your lives. You often visited him and Erin in Beverly Hills whenever you got the chance. You and Erin seemed to get along very well. There has always been some sexual tension between you and Axl but you always thought nothing of it. You thought he was just being friendly. You just found out that Erin and Axl got divorced officially and you went over to his place to give your condolences. You drove over straight after band practice.

“Hi, Axl,” You say to him at the door as you hug him.

He looked like he had been crying for days. 

“I’m sorry about the divorce,” You say, trying to comfort him.

“Yeah, it's whatever,” He says, trying to distract himself from the disaster that happened. 

“I know this isn't a good time but…” You pause thinking clearly of what you're going to say to him so you don’t piss him off.

“Go on,” He says softly. “I wanted to invite all the guys over at the Ritz, me and the rest of the girls are performing on Wednesday night,” You say.

“Sure I need to get out of the house anyway. I’ll let the rest of the guys know.” He says smiling.

“Oh wait Axl I got all of you backstage passes,” You say smiling handing them to Axl.

“Thanks, Y/N what time is the concert at?” he asks and stares at your still figure on his couch. 

“At 10 pm,” You say smiling.

“Oh, and I bought you something Ax,” You say smiling hoping it would cheer your friend up.

“Aw thanks,” He said with a voice that was a bit more raspy than usual.

You hand him the present, it's all wrapped in light blue wrapping paper. He opens it and it's a guitar. 

“I hope you love it,” You say smiling, reaching over to kiss his cheek quickly. Axl wanted to grab your face and kiss you. You get up and go over to the door.

“I love it so much,” He says.

“See you soon Ax,” You say smiling after you shut his door.

“Bye Y/N,” He says as you leave. 

You leave Axl's house and go to your own. Wednesday night rolls around and you see all of GNR backstage. All of them conversate with you and the girls. Axl watches you tease your hair up like him. At one point he even offers to help you with your hair. He wanted to teach you his hair techniques. He says he uses a lot of hairspray to get it to stick. Sometimes it takes two cans to make it stay up. You go over to Duff and Izzy. They sit on the couch drinking beer. They offer you a bottle and you take it. While you drink you spill your beer all over your clothes.

“SHIT” You panic.

Duff gets up and grabs a kilt and a black leather jacket from an unrecognizable bag and one of Axl's bandanas so you could replace them for a bit. You did not know that you were wearing Axl's clothes but they looked so familiar to you. You went on stage comfortably and started to perform with your band. Axl watches backstage on the TV and he sees you in his clothing. A spark starts in him. He felt his romantic feelings for you grow even more at that moment. He wanted to fuck you so hard. He wanted you so bad. You wanted him but your feelings were suppressed. The more he watched you perform in his clothes the more his boner grew. He has dirty thoughts about you during that moment. His thoughts keep getting more dirty as you perform. As soon as the concert ends you end up wanting to go to your hotel room. You get driven by the band's manager. You get into your hotel room and you see Axl has broken in with a devious smirk and a lustful look in his eyes. “Hi, Axl. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be on your way back to LA in a jet with the rest of the band?” You question him.

“Well I couldn't leave without my favorite clothes,” He said, staring at you.

You were confused and dumbfounded. “Favorite Clothes?” You mumble in confusion. You find why the outfit was so recognizable to you now. 

“Shit I’m sorry I spilled beer all over my clothes and I needed to borrow them so Duff handed me these,” You say explaining why you were in his clothes.

“It’s okay. Just do me a favor and take them off for me.” He says smiling.

Before you're about to remove his clothes from you, you feel his hands on your waist. You feel yourself getting wet from his touch alone. You longed for him.

“Axl.” You whisper.

Without any hesitation, you took his clothes off from yourself quickly. You start to kiss him while you feel his hands moving up and down your body. He moved them up and down like he does with his mic stand. You feel him stroke your needy pussy. “Axl I’ve been waiting for this” You let out a small sigh.

Axl knows you wanted each other. He does not say a word and continues to do what he is doing. He removes his clothes and discards them on the floor of the hotel room. He grabs his huge cock and places it at your quivering entrance. “Watching you wear my clothes and performing gave me a boner,” He said admitting to what he thought of you.

“Mmm” You let out a soft sound of satisfaction. 

“Fuck me” You moan. With your words, he pushes his cock inside of you and you don’t feel anything at first but you feel a tingling sensation and then you feel yourself reaching for his shoulder. You leave small soft bites on his shoulder. You start to kiss his neck. You feel the effects of coming closer to your orgasm each time he hits your g spot. 

“Axl,” You moan.

“Y/N,” He grunts. His lips part and you go deep into his mouth with your tongue. 

You feel him going deep inside of you. His hips thwack with yours each time he pushes inside of you. You feel his hands on your tits trying to get you to orgasm quicker. He wanted you to feel him. You wanted to be there for him. He was so in love with you and being in love you made him feral in so many ways. You loved seeing him like this for you. You knew he would love and protect you from any harm. You knew then and there you would do anything for Axl. You wanted to show him your love.

“Axl I’m about to come” You scream.

All of your band members who were in their hotel rooms nearby could hear you as they came back from the stadium. “Come for me my sweet darling,” He says with a grunt but sounding soft.

“First come for me Axl.” You commanded him. 

“Fuck. You're so tight” He grunted before he threw his head back.

You both ended up coming at the same time. You felt him throw his head back as he moaned your name over and over again. You wanted this moment to never end. Your hands intertwined with his as his head went back. He freed his wet load inside of you. It was your turn to come and you felt yourself dripping on Axl's dick. You could feel cold and slimy goo going down your thighs. You knew it was the product of your and Axl’s lovemaking. Axl pulled out of you and pulled your arm. He got you closer to the bed. You both were breathless and popped down on the bed naked. You both fell asleep after having fun. 

[swiftllama]

January Compliments ☀️🔍

[Compliments Masterlist]

Hello everyone and welcome to the first Compliments Post of 2024! Hope the year has started off well for you all, and if not, then I hope this post can at least provide a little bit of joy to your day 🫶

We may be only one month in but the boys have been delivering since the very first day 🙌 So let’s get into it shall we! :-

January 2024

Ian’s 2023 Wrap Up

So to start us off, first day of the year and Mr Sunshine was already tugging at our heartstrings with his wrap up of 2023, and who made his 2023 what it was? Well Anthony of course 🥹

STOP IT! RIGHT NOW! 😩

LIKE WHAT IS THIS??? IM MEANT TO COPE WITH THIS??? HOW???

The fact the WHOLE post is Anthony - from the photos to the caption! EVERY SINGLE PHOTO HAS ANTHONY 😭 Also don’t even get me started on the two unseen photos and the fact they’ve been kept from us till now. How dare 😤 AND the fact the first person he thanked was Anthony! Like yes he’s thanking and appreciating many people with this post but come on now, from the pictures alone it’s clear who made his year. This is just SO SPECIAL! Especially coming from Ian, who isn’t normally a big one for sharing his emotions (I think we’ve seen a change with that recently though), but this is BIG!

Anthony also in return left a sweet comment :-

“proud of you buddy.”

CRYING 😭 They kill me these two, couldn’t even go one day without being sappy to each other - not that I’m complaining. And as much as I would love to just sit here in this gooeyness, we’ve got a lot to get through so I must move on 🥲

LEGEND OF ZELDA RAP (Flashback)

So they reacted to the classic Legend Of Zelda Rap in this Flashback eps and got a few little compliments thrown in :-

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[discussing the scene of Ian dressed as Link winking at the camera that spawned a viral gif]

Anthony: “That for some reason was a clip that went viral- or a gif that went viral.”

Ian: “Yeah, it’s like horny posters.”

Anthony: “Yeah.”

Ian: “Yeah.”

Anthony: “I see it way too much.”

[shoutout editor Kortney for this 😆]

Ian: “Gotta say, never looked better.”

Anthony: “That’s true.”

Anthony agrees 😏

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Erin: [asking Ian if he had spicy time in the Link outfit like Anthony said about the Assassin’s Creed outfit in their 2 Truths 1 Lie eps]

Ian: “I did not have spicy time in the Link outfit because that outfit was very tight, there was not much of a range of motion in it.”

Anthony: “Right. Well you could be a pillow princess in that.”

Ian: “I’m not a pillow princess.”

Anthony: “Oh really?”

Ian: “Yeah.”

Anthony: “I’ve heard otherwise.”

[look at each other and Anthony laughs]

Ian: “Oh yeah, cause canonically we had sex for seven years.”

Anthony: [laughs] “In the Food Battle lore.”

Ian: “Yeah. Canonically in Food Battle, we’ve had sex for seven years. You know every crevice of my body.”

Anthony: “Of your anatomy.”

Ian: “Yeah.”

Anthony: “Anywho…”

Ian: “Wow, this went a weird place.”

Anthony: “Back to looking at Link in his prime.”

Ian: “Back to me looking freakin’ HAWT.”

Anthony: “Yeah.”

Just them casually discussing the fact they’ve canonically had sex for 7 years and then Anthony once again agreeing Ian looked hot in the Link outfit… I don’t think I even need to say anything.

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Anthony: “Oh! And I just want to give a shoutout to myself.”

Ian: “Oh, [sings] shoutout to myself.”

Anthony: “I painstakingly added those fucking stars [in the scene] for some reason. I thought they were so necessary.”

Ian: “Yeah, no, that was sick.”

Ian giving Anthony a little compliment for his hard work 😊

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Speaking of the stars it was also something Ian brought up again later when they appeared in the video again :-

Ian: “Stars. Stars.”

Anthony: “Oh yeah. Stars. We got ‘em in there.��

Very cute how he wanted to shoutout Anthony’s work again ☺️

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Erin: “That’s Anthony?! [as Ganondorf]”

Ian: “Yeah.”

Anthony: “Shut up. You knew that was me.”

Erin: “That’s crazy.”

Ian: “You didn’t know that was Anthony?”

Erin: “Where’d your, like, jaw go?”

Ian: “What do you mean? He’s got an epic jaw.”

Ian got so defensive on Anthony’s behalf here, I love it! Reminded me of the moments from Who Meme’d It when Anthony was defending Ian 😌

And that was us for this video!

Moving on…

SOUP!

Gets a big title cause why not!

But yes, soup! So Ian has gotten into making soup this year and on that same Friday we got the Flashback, that evening we were blessed out of nowhere with these stories :-

THE WAY I SCREAMED WHEN I SAW THESE 😩

Like this is the cutest, most domesticated shit ever! They kill me!!!!

And okay yes when that first photo was posted I thought Ian was right then and there cooking it for him, Ian then responded with this :-

Let me live in my fantasies Ian! 😤

But regardless of Mr dashing-my-dreams Hecox, I’m still of the mindset they were hanging out that day and that’s when Ian gave him the container of soup.

Evidence :-

This photo only. That I believe Anthony took 😌

Also I try not to make these posts too shipper-heavy so that everyone may enjoy them if they’re just here for the friendship alone, so I’ll just leave this other little post I made here about some other thoughts I had on this soup situation that isn’t in the friendship realm 🤭 All cool if that’s not for you though!

VidConfessions

So 7 months later Vidcon finally decided to post this little interview they had with them lol. And even with such a short video we still got a few complimentary/cute moments :-

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So Anthony was being his usual self and finding Ian the funniest person alive as always. There was a couple moments where Ian gave his answers and you just hear Anthony’s laugh in the background 🥰

Q: What are the last three things you Googled?

Ian: “Jared Leto cult…”

He’s a cutie ☺️

…

And it happened again!

Q: What’s the cringest thing you’ve ever done for views?

Ian: “I mean like our whole channel’s cringe.”

Anthony, once again: [laughing in the background]

Love him and how much he loves Ian and his humour 😊

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This was just one wee last bit I thought was cute :-

Ian: [signing out the video] “This has been Ian from Smosh, that’s right, the channel that is 17 and a half years old that’s doing sketch comedy again with my best friend Anthony.”

Can never resist them calling each other ‘best friend’ so of course had to include it!

Making of Pokémon In Real Life 2024

So they brought back the classic Pokémon In Real Life sketch, and from that obviously we got the BTS. Only a couple little moments from this one but just wanted to include them cause they were silly 🤓

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Ian: [sneezes] “Sorry. Your hairspray.”

Anthony: “Ohhh… he’s allergic to me [smirks].”

👀 Don’t know what that was about but alrighty, Anthony…

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Ian: [cuts his finger and there’s a dot of blood]

Anthony: “Oh my god, dude. Are you okay?”

Ian: “No, I’m not okay. Trigger warning gore.”

Anthony: “Do you need someone to suck out the blood?”

Why did this just turn into Saltburn? Don’t know what Anthony was on with the these two moments but I won’t question it 😝 And despite saying ‘someone’, he was definitely offering to suck the blood from Ian’s finger himself 🤭

Pokémon In Real Life 2024 Watch Party

Of course with the sketch and BTS we got a livestream, which gave us some cute and complimentary moments 😊

To kick off this livestream I just wanna point out that they were wearing matching colours with Anthony’s jacket and Ian’s hoodie, plus matching Smosh Pokémon hats which is very cute 😊

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Ian: [apologising for getting annoyed in the BTS due to the background noise messing up their filming] “Dude, this video. This Pokémon video. I apologise if I looked very angry in the behind the scenes.”

Anthony: [laughs] “You didn’t look that bad. Honestly, it amped up accurately.”

Erin: “The compilation of you getting angry, it was pretty funny.”

Anthony: Yeah, so it was justified. People knew why you were angry.”

Love the reassurance from Anthony here so that Ian isn’t worried about how he came across in the video.

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[take their hats off]

Ian: “How’s my hair? Is it weird?”

Anthony: “Is mine weird? Yours is fine.”

Ian: “No, I feel like yours is like, yours has like a messy chic to it, you know.”

Them just complimenting each other’s hair - here for it! Also Ian’s added compliment of “messy chic” 😄

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[playing Pokémon quiz]

I&A: “Jinx.”

Crew: [laughs]

Anthony: [smiles and points to Ian] “Jinx.”

Ian: “That’s our favourite. Favourite Pokémon.”

Funny because it’s both the Pokémon’s name and they said it at the same time 😝 Cute how Ian also got in that that’s their favourite ☺️

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[complete the quiz]

Anthony: “Dude, 100 percent, bro.”

I&A: [high-five]

Of course always gotta include the highfives 😌

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After the quiz they go on to play a Pikachu x Sonic crossover. Anthony plays a round and then Ian goes to play but can’t get the controls to work for him so Anthony’s showing him what to do 🥹 I don’t feel the need to include what they said here as it’s just Anthony saying what buttons to push but just wanted to include a little description of what was happening at this moment 😊

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Ian: [completes the game]

Anthony: “You won the game.” [clapping]

Just another little cute moment I wanted to include of Anthony clapping for Ian 🙂

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[playing Pokémon Among Us]

Anthony: [playing the game well]

Ian: “Alright, I hate that you’re like kind of eating.” [as Ian kept dying]

A begrudging little compliment from Ian there 😄

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[signing the livestream off]

Ian: “Happy New Year, hope the holidays were a fun time for you and you had some eggnog and sat by the campfire…”

Anthony: “Roasting chestnuts.”

Ian: “Roasting chestnuts.”

Anthony: “Or chestnut. I’m not making any assumptions.”

Ian: “….What?”

Anthony: “Just if they don’t have more than one chestnut.”

Ian: “Ohh, okay. I don’t know if you could buy a singular chestnut but…”

Anthony: “I think there’s a way.”

Ian: “Go off king.”

Just a silly little one to end on because I wanted to include Ian calling Anthony ‘king’ 🤭

Can I Guess Who Slapped Me?

So the video of Anthony getting slapped finally dropped! And it was everything and more, especially when it came to moments between Ian and Anthony so let’s jump right in :-

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Right off the bat we had this as the description for Ian…

👀👀👀

Now onto the actual slapping…

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The moment that got us all was just before Ian slaps him he slowly started caressing Anthony’s face so obviously that had us all going crazy! Including the cast and crew!

Anthony: [after the slap] “Oh. Wow. Uhhh, this person thinks they’re hilarious.” [laughs]

Cast & Crew: [laughing]

Ian: [Trying not to laugh]

Anthony: “Uhhh, who would do that? Who would caress my face and slap me out of nowhere?”

Ian: [boops Anthony’s nose]

Anthony: “Uh, it feels like an Ian move to me… Did you just boop me? Um, that feels like an Ian move.”

Kiana: “That is correct.”

Everyone: [celebrating and applauding]

Anthony: [puts his hands out and Ian high-fives him]

Angela: “Friendship always wins!”

Ian: “Well done. Well done. Good job to you.”

Anthony: [bowing]

Ian: “There we go. There we go. That’s the only one you truly needed to get right.”

Anthony: [laughs]

So true Ian! That was the most important one he needed to get right! And I just want to point out how Ian was only the 3rd person Anthony got right, and of course he knew it was him right away with his cheeky little joke of “this person thinks they’re hilarious” 😝 he knew the second Ian caressed his face that it was him cause they truly just know each other that well ☺️ Live for Angela yelling “Friendship always wins!” after he got it right too! And can we also talk about the totally unnecessary, but very, very cute little nose boop Ian threw in there just cause he wanted to! Obsessed!

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A little bit later in the video during Duran’s round of slapping Anthony another little moment happened that I just wanted to include cause I thought that it was funny and showed how silly of a mood Ian was in, I think Anthony being blindfolded was playing a part in that and he gained a little extra layer of confidence to just fuck about with Anthony 😆

Anthony: [standing with his butt pushed out waiting to be slapped]

Kiana: “The stance is great. The stance is great.”

Ian: [runs over and pretends to go in to slap Anthony’s butt]

Anthony: “Why’s there wind?”

Cast & Crew: [laugh]

Hehe 🤭

Anyways! That was it for the slapping video but I did also want to include something that came off the back of it and that was…

Bonus

Anthony dedicating a whole Instagram post to Ian slapping him :-

Obessed with this though! The fact he went out of his way to make a post specifically about Ian slapping him over anyone else, plus that caption! ‘only ian would slap me like that’ - truly the cherry on top of it all 😌

Jacksfilms Confesses His Biggest Regret

So they had Jacksfilms on as a guest for Flashback to react to some of his old videos and an old collab of his the boys had been a part of.

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Jack: [talking about how he moved to LA after he graduated] “…And that’s when I started collaborating with some, then, very big YouTube channels.”

Anthony: [looks at Ian] “Yeah, back then we were big.” [elbows Ian and Ian elbows him back]

Them just being silly 😄 loved the little elbowing of each other too 😊

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Jack: “I remember I was in college, I was like out hanging with my friends. I just got 50,000 subs on YouTube, baby. And one of my friends just like took the air right out of my tire, or sails, whatever, and was like ‘Uh, yeah, did you know that Smosh has like a million now?’.”

Ian: “Pffft.”

Anthony: [silent laughs] “Noice!” [high-fives Ian] “Noice!”

Again, just more of them being silly. Plus high-five!

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I should have mentioned at the start of this section that Ian is in a tshirt-dress for this video as a reference to Jack as it’s got tweets of his printed on it. Anyway, as a result his legs are out obviously, and that’s relevant to this next part :-

Anthony: [talking about how there’s always an audience for every kind of content, it’s just about what kind of audience you want to have]

Ian: “That’s true. And you want this audience.” [pointing to show off his legs]

Anthony: “You want this.”

Ian: “You want the audience that accepts this.”

Anthony: “This is what you want. This is the audience that we have. And we are very happy with this audience.”

Ian: “Exactly.”

Anthony: “They’ve been begging for this.”

And we’re more than happy to be the audience for it! 😌 (As is Anthony considering how many times he was checking out Ian’s legs during this video 😉)

Anthony also had this to say about YouTube’s hate for Ian’s attire 😤

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Jack: [talking about a sponsorship he done with other youtubers to test out a new workout program]

Ian: “Did you get Jaaaacked?”

Anthony: [looks at Ian with a smirk and high-fives him]

Second high-five for this video! Also Anthony just quietly complimenting Ian’s pun 😄

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Ian: “Do you [Jack] have any regrets? Any videos that you regret making?” [smiling]

Anthony: “You look so happy saying that.” [smiling] “This is happiest I’ve seen you all episode.” [laughs]

Just thought it was cute how Anthony seeing Ian smiling made him smile and laugh 😊

And that was it for another Flashback!

No1 Ian Fan Strikes Again

So Anthony was back at it! The Smosh team was out celebrating one of the crews birthday - Erin posted this to her story. Now I’m sure there were probably multiple photos and videos taken this night but what was the only thing Anthony shared from it? That’s right! Ian of course!

He’s obsessed with that boy and I love it! 😌

Ian also reshared and replied to Anthony’s story which you can find here

Making Of “MrBeast Copycats Have Gone Too Far”

So the BTS of the MrBeast Copycats Have Gone Too Far sketch offered us a few little moments :-

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So this seemed to be a very high-five, hand-hold heavy BTS. Think they were just in one of those moods where they want any excuse to touch each other 🤭😉

[Finishing off their little video introduction]

Anthony: [goes in to high-five Ian and grips his hand]

Ian: [high-fives Anthony back and also grips his hand in response]

I&A: [still holding each other’s hands] “Let’s go shoot this shit!”

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Ian: [messing up his line] “I’m having a trouble! I’m having a trouble…” [facepalms]

Shayne: “That’s so funny. ‘I’m having a trouble’.”

Anthony and Courtney: [laughing]

Anthony: [to Ian] “Are you having a trouble?” [puts hand on Ian’s shoulder]

Ian: “I’m having a trouble. Words.”

Anthony: [laughs]

I know they were (lovingly) poking fun at Ian here, but the wee glimpse of the shoulder touch from Anthony to Ian is what got me ☺️

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I&A: [In character but joking around]

Ian: “There’s a twist. There’s a twist.” [puts hand out to Anthony] “There’s a twist.”

Anthony: “There’s a twist.” [takes Ian’s hand and grips it]

I&A: [still holding hands whilst lightly pushing/tapping each other and repeating “there’s a twist”. They then start scissoring their fingers together, before gripping each other’s fingers and pulling the other in closer to them whilst now repeating “getting twisted” and manically laughing]

Well… that was… something… 👀

Told you they were just looking for any excuse to touch each other. But hey, wouldn’t be a Smosh BTS if Ian and Anthony weren’t flirting with each other 😜

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And to finish off this high-five heavy BTS, I’ll leave you with this :-

Ian: [talking about how Anthony injured himself by dropping a laptop on his foot and how he should take an Advil but Anthony doesn’t take Advil so he doesn’t know if it’ll help]

Anthony: “I don’t care about the pain, I just want the throbbing to stop.”

Ian: “He doesn’t like throbbing.”

Anthony: “I don’t like throbbing. I like pulsating.”

Ian: [laughs] “I hate both of those words.”

Anthony: [laughs] “Yeah, usually I say throbbing or pulsating member…”

Ian: [acting disgusted]

Anthony: “Speaking of members thank you so much being a Smoshtastic or Smosh Royalty member!”

Ian: “Yeah! Thanks for being our throbbing members.” [laughs]

Anthony: “Our pulsating members.”

Ian: “Yeahhh, throbbing members.”

I&A: [high-five]

Um… thanks boys, I guess… happy to be a throbbing and pulsating member… 🥴🤦‍♀️ They high-fived so I had to include it, don’t blame me for what they said! 😩

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And on that’s note that brings us to the end of January! Hope you all enjoyed reading - I’d say it was a very good start to the year in terms of content, and the boys very much delivered in terms of complimentary moments so can’t complain 😌

Thank you all again for reading and I shall see you next time! 💖

[felicitysmoaksx]

Hi, everyone. Thanks so much for reading! I had a plan for this chapter, it was going to be about 5k in total, but the characters had other plans so this is being split into two parts once again! Happy reading! Song recs are: The Little Things by Kelsea Ballerini, The Other POV by Khloe Rose, and Kill Ur Vibe by All Time Low

Rating: Explicit (Minors DNI 18+)

Summary:   Sarah returns to work following her injury and Justin's death. (Did she also mention that she was four months pregnant and had also 'popped' overnight?

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: implied Sexual Content, inaccurate therapy session, unplanned pregnancy, inaccurate pregnancy depictions, and some slight survivor guilt

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Sometimes Sarah wondered how she got here. She thought, staring at her raven-haired boyfriend. With this wonderful man, who probably should’ve run away from her a long time ago, but instead stayed by her side like he was superglue. This man was arguably the sexiest man she had ever seen, but not only that…Connor was kind. Connor was protective and admittedly, could be a bit of a mother hen. But it was only because he cared, deeply. He cared about everything. From his patients to his friends and family and for some reason he cared and loved her. 

So yeah, sometimes Sarah thought about how she got here and how different everything was in her life. Especially the biggest change to come…Her hand moved without thought, resting over her still flat stomach. Only…it wasn’t still flat. 

Getting out of bed, she crossed the room to stand in front of the mirror and saw that her stomach now had a small swell to it. According to all the books, she had finally popped. Honestly, they made it sound like she was a piece of popcorn. She thought to herself, turning and running her hand over the small swell of her stomach. Even though the shirt was oversized, there was no denying she was pregnant now. Before, it had just looked like she had put on some extra weight.

A muffled noise came from the bed. Then the man in the bed turned. She watched, struggling not to laugh as Connor stretched out a hand to find her. And when he didn’t find her his sleepy, “Babe?”

“Over here,” she called softly. Connor shifted to sit up with one hand rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. 

“Another nightmare-” He yawned but stopped short when he caught sight of her, of her stomach His eyes widened a little, “Oh, wow.”

“I know,” Sarah swept another hand across her boulder-like stomach. Her boyfriend moved so he stood right behind her, arms wrapped around her waist. His hands were covering her own. She nuzzled her face into his neck. His lips pressed to the side of her forehead. 

“Guess the cat will be out of the bag now,” Sarah said in a quiet voice. Connor hummed in agreement. It wasn’t like they had been trying to keep it a secret. But in the grand scheme of things, between Justin passing, Sarah seeing Dr. Richardson again at Hank’s request, and everything else in between with Sarah’s recovery, telling people that they were expecting wasn’t the first thing on their minds. Besides, it was nice having something to themselves for a little while. 

“Are you sure you’re ready to come back? It’s not too late to change your mind. You could take another week,” he mused quietly, squeezing her more to him. 

“I’m going stir crazy enough as it is,” Sarah shook her head at the suggestion. “Hank and Erin are already back at work and besides that, working will provide me with some stability. And I should go back now because, in another five months, I’ll be out for maternity leave.”

Connor bit his tongue. Because they both knew it didn’t quite work like that. Grief didn’t work like that. But he didn’t tell his girlfriend that. Instead, he told her carefully, “I just don’t want you to push yourself to do too much too soon.” 

“And you think another week will fix that?” Sarah asked, pulling her face out of his neck. 

“I think another week would help you mentally prepare for helping people dealing with their most difficult times after you had been through something so traumatic yourself,” Connor ducked his head down to kiss her neck. His lips were so careful around the still-healing scar of her bullet wound. Though Ava had deemed it healed enough that it didn’t need a bandage on it anymore. 

That was a difficult conversation to have. Sarah felt insecure when she looked at the scar. The deep cavernous indentation that wasn’t quite a hole anymore but it certainly wasn’t gone either. It wasn’t attractive, the brunette knew that. Adding that to the scarring she had on her back from her burns and then Connor treating her as if she were glass just waiting to break didn’t help matters either. 

Dr. Richardson noticed a day when her insecurities were getting the best of her and when the brunette confessed what was wrong, encouraged her to do two things: put something that made her feel attractive and then have an honest conversation with him about it. 

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“What is bothering you most about approaching Connor with this?” The older woman posed the question to Sarah. The brunette shrugged, “I guess the unknown variable. What if I’m right and he does find me unattractive because of my scars both seen and unseen but he doesn’t feel like he can leave me right now because of everything that’s happened? Or ever because I’m having his child and he’s forever tied to me because of it?”

“This is the first time you’ve mentioned your pregnancy outside of our first appointment since you’ve started back seeing me again. But we can circle back to that.” The psychiatrist made a note, “And if that happens, if you’re right. What then?”

“Then I’ll have to be the one to walk away and I’m…Connor is a good man. He’s the best relationship I’ve ever had in my time as an adult. I love him. I don’t want to walk away. But what if that isn’t enough anymore?  What if this is all too much for him but he can’t say it because of everything that’s happened to me? Or because of our baby?”

Dr. Richardson made another note before noticing the time on the clock on the wall behind Sarah. “Okay, we need to find a stopping point. So I want to leave it here and encourage you to talk to Connor about what you’re feeling. You’ve told me he’s honest, kind, and a good man. So be honest with him and see where that leads you, Sarah. Because sooner or later, you’ll have to know and we’ll discuss it next week.”

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Looking back at it now, Sarah thought she could have handled the conversation better than just blurting out, “You don’t find me attractive anymore, do you?”

And watching her boyfriend look so dumbfounded at her words. She’ll never forget the look on his face as she continued, “I mean, I know I wasn’t much before everything happened, but I’m not attractive anymore am I?”

Then he proved just how wrong she was in her thinking. But that was a story for another time. She didn’t want to think about that right now. Instead, she wanted…

“Love me,” she moaned quietly as she leaned into his touch. Connor captured her lips in response, pulling her back to the bed. 

“How is it today?” Her boyfriend asked quietly while they were basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. 

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“Sarah, you’re a psychiatrist.” Dr. Richardson reminded her during a session when the curly-haired brunette admitted to feeling guilty because she felt normal one day because it felt like she was moving on way too soon from Justin’s death, “If you were to have a patient tell you this, what would be your response?”

“Grief is something that rapidly changes from day to day,”

“Exactly. Grief isn’t linear. Some days you’ll wake up, and getting out of bed will be a struggle. Some days you’ll wake up and be angry or sad. Sometimes you’ll wake up like today and be perfectly fine.” The woman nodded, agreeing, “You need to treat yourself with care, Sarah. Grief will never completely go away, but don’t feel guilty for the good days you do have.”

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“It’s there, but it doesn’t hurt as much today,” Sarah told him quietly, pressing a kiss to the permanent love bite she left on his shoulder.

“If that changes?” Connor ran a hand down her back. Another kiss was placed on his shoulder, “You’ll be one of the first ones I tell…What if none of my clothes fit? I haven't had a chance to get maternity clothes yet. They must’ve known I was going back today.”

“Or they knew we’re going to be checking in on them with the ultrasound today,” her boyfriend grinned, patting her newly swollen stomach softly. 

“I might be on the early side of showing, but the book’s and Dr. Grant both say the baby won’t be kicking for another few months: until I’m at least six months or later considering this is my first pregnancy…and what?” 

“What?” 

“You have this weird grin on your face. Why?” Why? He was probably reading too much into her words; no he definitely knew he was reading too much into her words. But she had said first pregnancy and that had conjured images of them…with a sibling for this child. But Connor didn’t want to freak her out because they hadn’t even had this baby yet. So he ran a hand through her curls as he said, “I’m just happy.” 

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“Have you thought any more about moving in with me?” Connor prodded in the elevator while they were on the way down to the parking garage. He had floated the question last week during dinner one night. And it was logical, they were about to be tied together forever by their baby. And yet…Sarah didn’t want to move in just because it was smart and made sense. 

And hadn’t they seen this film before? Connor moving in with his broken and recovering girlfriend and it blowing up in their faces? All of it was starting to feel too similar. (There was that secondhand deja vu again.)

“Or we can find a different apartment if the idea of moving into my space is what’s bothering you.” Sarah shot him a look and her boyfriend shrugged with a smirk. 

“I can see the gears turning in your head,” 

“I don’t want to move in together just because we’re having a baby. That’s about as dated as getting married because we’re having a baby out of wedlock.” She told him before pausing. Then the brunette turned sharply to her boyfriend, wagging her finger at him. “Don’t you even dare think about proposing to me right now, Connor Rhodes. I will say no.”

 “So wait nine months after the kid is born, got it.” He snorted and when she shot him another pointed look; it turned into a full-blown laugh as the elevator opened with a ding to the parking garage. 

“You’re ridiculous, but more like twelve months,” Sarah rolled her eyes fondly before he opened the door to his car for her. He leaned in to peck her lips. “But I’m yours and you love me.”

“Why do you want to move in with me? Outside of the practical reasons because of our baby?” She asked after he pulled out of the garage and they were cruising down the road. The hand he had on her thigh flexed. They stopped at a red light and he glanced at her. His blue eyes were practically shimmering. 

“The baby is the main reason I want this sooner than later. But I’d like to think we were always headed towards this. Because you said it yourself a few months ago. You spend five nights out of the week at my place. More often than not though, you don’t even go back to your apartment. Over half of your stuff is at my place by now. So why are you paying thirteen hundred dollars a month for a place, that doesn’t even have an elevator and you spend maybe a week at? Each month?” 

“So you always saw us living together?”

“I always thought that’s what we’re working towards.” Connor shrugged at her question while they started moving again. His hand flexed again as his thumb started rubbing circles into her skin. Such a possessive action. It was something Sarah never found attractive in a man before, but the difference between her exes and Connor? Connor was possessive in private, unless provoked. (She had seen this firsthand because Joey liked to test this boundary and her boyfriend was quick to put him in his place.) Like the love bites on her body, his possessive actions were for them, only. 

“But I’ve thought this was a relationship sooner than you did,” he said, pulling Sarah out of her thoughts. 

“Huh?” 

“We weren’t on the same page until we were four months in,” Connor explained, “I thought we were a couple sooner than you did. So I think I’m a little quicker to jump for this because of that.”

“When did you start to think of this as a relationship?” 

“I-“ he hesitated and Sarah was pleasantly amused to see a flush crawling up her calm, cool, and collective boyfriend’s neck. “I’m not sure I want to tell you that because it’ll come out in a weird way.” 

She just grinned at him. Then she laid her hand over his resting on her thigh. Connor sighed. 

“The day you called me Dr. Rhodes in bed for the first time.” He muttered as he maneuvered his way into the other lane.  The brunette felt her mouth drop open, a laugh bubbling its way off of her lips. 

“So many things to unpack here,” Sarah started, still laughing even as Connor pinched her thigh lightly. “But we had only been sleeping together for about two weeks at that point.” 

“Yeah, so?” 

…So he had only been broken up from Robin for about two months? Or was it three? She couldn’t remember…and why did her brain keep circling back to his and Robin’s relationship? Why did she keep comparing them? 

“I also think that’s the first time you rode me too,” Connor commented and Sarah whipped her head to face him, but her boyfriend was staring at the road. 

Sarah felt her cheeks heating as she said, “Connor, you can’t just say that!”

A red light caught them again. They were nearing the hospital now. Her boyfriend faced her, a wicked gleam in his blue eyes. His rapidly darkening blue eyes-the way they did when they had sex. She shivered.

“Why? We’re the only ones in the car and you were thinking way too much and I needed to get you out of your head somehow. Since we’re in the car, I’m limited as to what I can do…” His hand moved a little higher up her thigh. 

“Because I think the last time you talked dirty to me,” she started trying to ground him back to reality, the brunette grabbed the hand on her thigh and placed it on her swollen stomach, “This happened.” 

“You act like I’m afraid to put another baby in you,” he pecked her lips quickly, before he went back to driving, “I’m not.”  (If only they knew…) 

“Connor,” she sputtered, while they pulled into the hospital parking lot and waited in line for a valet to come and take his car. Her boyfriend kissed her again, this one their tongue met but it was fleeting.

“It’s true,” Connor muttered against her lips, before he leaned his forehead against hers. “You know how proud I am of you, baby?” 

“I haven’t done anything yet,” 

“I’m still proud of you for trying.” Connor reiterated firmly with another kiss on her forehead. “And if it doesn’t work out coming back this soon, you know that’s okay too.”

(If only Sarah knew it wasn’t going to be a good day, but not for the reason everyone thought.)

[reflection-s-of-stars]

The Least I Can Do

It is the birthday of @falst aka Scar aka Magnus aka a lovely person and great mutual so here is a fic! It’s set after the current arc finishes, and it’s just a little Alinua + Falst convo! I haven’t done one of these in a while so just bear with me <3

Being healed felt nice. Really nice.

This might’ve seemed obvious to anyone else, but it was new for Falst. He was rapidly realizing he’d never been properly healed before- lacrimal life magic was the closest, but it had felt strange, old and dry and vaguely disapproving. But Alinua’s healing magic felt fantastically sweet and new. The little tendrils of magic reaching into his wounds weren’t sucking Falst dry like before. They felt like being hugged, like being washed down with warm water.

Not that he needed it, of course. Alinua was just doing him a favor, like she always did after her friends got hurt.

“It’s the least I can do,” she kept saying. She liked repeating things, as if saying them over and over made them truer. That was also nice, though Falst couldn’t pinpoint exactly how.

She also liked to ask questions. That was less lovely, but he played along.

“What were the catacombs like?” “Dark.”

“Do you wanna talk about what happened?” “Not really.”

“What else do you wanna talk about?” “Dunno.”

Maybe he wasn’t playing along that well, but he was hurt. She could bear with him for a minute.

The sun was rising. The sky was beautiful this time of day. Alinua seemed to agree: the little life-tendrils were going a bit slower, and her eyes were wide, staring just above Falst’s head.

“They’re nice, right?” he offered as a conversation topic.

“Yeah,” she almost whispered. “I always like looking at them through the trees.”

“Not much else to do when you live in the woods.”

“I get that,” she laughed.

He cocked his head. “You lived in the woods?”

Alinua nodded, returning to the scratches on his arm. “Didn’t Erin tell you?”

“Oh yeah,” he offered, rather uselessly. Falst vaguely recalled the explanation given by Erin for Alinua’s weird abilities, but the technical terms eluded him, so he’d forgotten most of it. It had something to do with the Chimeric Plague, but the last he’d heard of that involved its sufferers barely making it to five years old, so who knew.

“How long were you…” he struggled for a word- “in there?”

“Living the green life?”

Falst snorted. “That’s a hell of a way to put it.”

“I like it,” Alinua giggled. “Ten years, by the way. What about you?”

He paused, counting on what few fingers he could use.

“Twelve,” he said, then thought better of it: “Twelve-ish. Maybe thirteen.”

“You win.”

“I guess.”

The sky was yellow by now. No, it was gold- not gold like Tess’s skin or like Kendal’s hair, but gold like Falst’s eyes. Gold like the cat’s eyes he got from his father.

Thirteen years.

“What day is it?”

It was Alinua’s turn to frown and count. “Fifteenth day of the eighth Sindahlan, why?”

“I think it’s my birthday tomorrow.”

Alinua didn’t say anything. She broke her magic from his arm. The absence felt slimy and cool, like touching a slug, but not unpleasant like Falst had anticipated.

The mage turned away from him. Her hair shook as she worked on something he couldn’t see. It was a little bit green and a little bit pink, a little bit glowy and a little bit sweet-smelling. When Alinua turned back around, she held a big red fruit in her hand.

“Happy birthday,” she said. “I couldn’t exactly wrap it, but I hope you like it.”

Falst didn’t know what to say. He hadn’t gotten a birthday gift in… well, in thirteen years. He took it from her hand. It was hard enough that his claws didn’t dig into the shell unless he applied pressure.

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“It’s the least-”

“Yeah, I get it,” he interrupted, but he couldn’t hide a smile. “It’s the least you could do.”

“Do I really say it that often?”

“Yep.”

[goosefeather]

finished riverstar's home which is uhh the first super edition i actually finished since graystripe's vow?? i wanna say??

anway! final review: not enough death!!!

(actual, long review under the cut)

riverstar's home is Good. granted i had no expectations for it and kind of forgot it was a thing until it came out. but for a super edition that most people were like "huh? riverstar? really?" it really knocked it out of the park

and i just really think that the erins had a theme in mind (finding home and what that means to our guy riverstar) and the text actually supports that. and i know, most books do this and it is something we all had to learn in high school english. however, warriors has a thing where the messaging is telling us one thing but the actual text is saying something completely different (think of like... everything to do with bramblestar)

that being said, i liked reading about a young riverstar (yes, my character tag for him is river ripple and i prefer that but y'know riverstar is shorter) and his struggle to find a place in the forest territory. it's actually a really good coming of age story that really resonates with anyone who has like moved out of their hometown and has felt incredibly isolated because of that (like me!)

also as a dotc Enjoyer i really liked seeing the events from riverstar's perspective. unlike uhh the last two super editions where the new viewpoint didn't add anything (or it retconned something to make it worse!) or added in things that were just kinda... bad (still dont like brushpaw), riverstar was just enough of an enigma that it worked. like from gray wing's pov, riverstar is an Established Cat on the river and he plays it well. but in actuality he's just a lonely guy trying desperately to maintain his friendships while trying to carve out some space for himself. it's interesting and fun and even the one eye and slash bits that i didn't care for in dotc were fun to read about from his pov

unfortunately, this is dotc so the last half Drags. like it makes sense, obviously, after riverstar feels settled into his life and home and new role as leader, someone from his past comes back and makes him question all of it. love it, really. the problem is once they leave and make it a journey! idk what it is but the minute these cats start wandering off territory it turns into a snoozefest. tell me one book where a journey to some place was Fun to Read and you cant say TNP cuz we both know it wasnt

also, im so sorry, i know we love women here and we have to cuz the erins don't but i dont like finch. like the most she shows up to help with fighting slash's rogues and riverstar was like "she was feisty!" or whatever i knew it was So Over. im sick of this thing where they introduce a she-cat just for the purpose of giving our main male lead kits. it was bad with gray wing and slate and it's bad with finch. remember when she almost stayed behind? i was hoping so hard that it would stick

and like compare finch and riverstar to say night and riverstar (im not pitting two bad bitches against each other give me a sec). before riverstar leaves to go back to help the park cats, night is nervous, her and riverstar have been through a lot together and they lean on each other. so she's vulnerable with him and he's like "oh im sorry i dont think of you that way??" and she's like "no!!! you idiot!! as a Friend" and yeah it made sense cuz we've seen them grow together in real time. finch got None of that because she is not meant to be a character and it bugs me

however, clear sky came in to save the day and cause problems on purpose at the end so the book ended on a high note (for me)

and uhh yeah, this is already pretty long and i actually have More Shit to say cuz i genuinely did like this book a lot i just wanted to get my thoughts out while they were still rattling around in my brain

god i didnt even talk about how i wanted more cats to die

[everybody-loves-purdy]

As much as I dislike DotC… rereading it, I’m rereading it now and I realize that people can be a big nitpicky on some things.

While I agree with people who say that Gray Wing is used to display the Erins fatphobia, misogyny, and weird hatred for adoption, Clear Sky is horribly written and the authors push his terrible redemption arc too much, and Thunder is boring. I agree with people who say that Wind Runner is another character that the fandom loves and calls a “girlboss” when they really just constantly treat others poorly. I understand when people say that this arc (and era in general) has WAY too much fridging.

But that being said, there is a scene from The First Battle that shows Thunder trying to stop others from battle training, and afterwards having to have Turtle tail sit him down and help him understand why exactly that’s happening and he DOES understand eventually. And in this scene, Wind Runner was being a jerk to him. She compared him to Clear Sky, showed very clear disliking towards him before this scene in this exact chapter and is just altogether aggressive towards him. Keep in mind, he is barely an adult here and he is STILL processing the fact that his father sucks.

But I saw someone taking this scene out of context. They made it seem like he was trying to stop an actual battle, and they removed some of Wind Runners lines where she totally crossed the line and basically bullied him. And they didn’t show the scene where Thunder grows to understand why they are doing what they are doing. It’s… Bad. And I honestly believed them before I read the book.

I do disagree about Clear Sky, I personally think his writing is great just because of how consistently shitty he is despite his views changing but that’s a discussion for another time lol and probably for one when I do actually reread dotc. And there is a bit where Gray Wing realises that his adopted children mean just the same to him as his new biological children (he expects the love to feel different but it isn’t) But yeah everything else in that first paragraph I agree with.

I don’t blame you for believing that was real. Misinformation is rampant in the warriors fandom, made so much worse (and often caused) by people cherrypicking bits of the books. People think “oh look they include the text so that must mean their point is accurate!” Not realising half the relevant section has been conveniently missed out. I always try my best to convey the full picture myself as I feel it is important that people get the full context and make their own choices. But I have seen so many posts where people say things about a character and then it’s the most cherrypicked quotes possible. I think it’s much worse with the newer arcs because less people read them, but it does still happen with the older books. I’ve noticed Dawn of the clans be a particular victim of this on tumblr.

This misinformation is so easy to spread because who’s got time to read a 6 book arc just to fact check an online post? And this is made worse by many people who get their book information secondhand getting it this way and understandably accepting it as objective fact.

It frustrates me. Recently I’ve seen someone declare their hate for gray wing despite not reading dotc, and the basis of their argument being a tumblr post about the scene where Bumble died in book 2. If you don’t like him after reading the books then fair enough, that’s your opinion, but I think its unwise to put such strong feelings into a character that you haven’t read about beyond cherrypicked quotes.

Another example is how I’ve seen someone who hasn’t read oots onward say that like Tigerheartstar from what Tigerheartstar fans have been telling them. Their impression of him from secondhand info is just that he’s a silly guy who tells dad jokes and loves his wife. But there is so much more to him than that!

I know that this has been a bit of a long one lol, but it is a big problem in the fandom I have slowly been noticing being on the rise lately. I have seen more and more of this misinformation/ cherrypicked info spread around and often stated as objective fact. And it is so easy to do! I’ve probably done it myself! Just because there’s about 100 books now so it’s so hard for anyone to keep track of what’s accurate and what’s not.

I try my best to keep what I say book accurate, that’s one big reason I’m doing my reread so I can refresh myself on everything to make sure I don’t accidentally spread any misinformation. Obviously I have my own opinions, and if you disagree with them that’s fine, but I would never purposely say something against canon or purposely cherrypick in order to bolster my viewpoint.

Tldr: In-text context is everything

[c0smic-coral]

So on the subject of Stucky [VERY LONG, TW: DEPRESSION]

And a quick note, Bucky looks at Steve the same way Q looks at Picard.

So, some member of Marvel or something somewhere if someone could find the web article for me please???

Someone who works for Marvel essentially said that Bucky and Nat were both crushing on Steve.

HAHA OK so since it’s not on the screen, you can tell us?

Yeah, that’s my opinion on a lot of things. Sometimes on screen, it’s still so damn obvious. Qcard. SO OBVIOUS. Dakavendish.

Look at Dakota’s face. This is the dorky smile I would get around my ex.

Oh also book series, specifically WARRIOR CATS in which Scholastic said “No you can’t have Leafpool and Mothwing be together” and so that didn’t happen because the Erins are pushovers (???) and then behind the scenes they’ll stay stuff like “yes Darkstripe was gay” “some of us see Tallstar and Jake as something more” “oh yeah RavenBarley is canon”

Yeah, so actually making it happen will bother the censors, right? You do realize answers are a translate away?

Yes, this is a person who is aware how broken Google Translate is but believe me.

Alright, back to Stucky. I can understand why it wouldn’t get canonized. In the comics, Bucky was actually younger than Steve. A LOT younger. They had a father-son dynamic, think Batman and Robin from DC. I don’t remember why this was changed, but I suppose it could have been a bit strange. HOWEVER!!! I, like several other people, HATE the Endgame ending with a passion. Steve’s character arc revolved around Bucky. When was the last time Peggy was relevant? When Steve helped carry her coffin? All of a sudden he sees her in Endgame and “I’m with you till the end of the line” means NOTHING and he goes and lives out his life with a woman who had a full life WITHOUT HIM.

I’m just- I’m just… UPSET with Marvel about this. I’m upset with the Russo Brothers the most cuz they directed this movie.

Guys, when a slash ship is even PARTIALLY canon, treat it with respect on the screen/page. You anger the fandom beast when you don’t.

Oh, and that brings me to another thing that pisses me off. Fandoms bringing canon LGBTQIA-whatever-letters-there’s-a-plus-here-guys+ in so late in the game. Do you realize how long fandoms like Marvel and Star Trek had to wait for this stuff? I mean, I guess Seven counts, but the Seven x Raffi romance wasn’t the best executed??? And the fact Star Trek’s first same-gender kiss WASN’T IN DISCOVERY and was in DS9 and people FORGOT ABOUT IT??? However, even though Eternals SUUUUCKED, it did the whole “Phastos has a husband and son” thing right. Still a twinge annoyed.

Having characters canonized as queer later is cool tho. Warrior Cats with Ravenpaw, Harry Potter and Ron apparently (I do not support JKR) even though if the series happens it will probably suck and their romance would probably feel like shoehorned fan service (Don’t shoehorn your fan service).

BACK ON TOPIC, don’t know if you cared about The Falcon and the Winter Soldier. I did. I thought it was… okay dealing with stuff like racism at a time where struggles that the Black community faces really started coming back into the public eye, as well as the idea of the interest narratives that could come from everyone returning after being gone 5 years.

But here, we’re talking about Bucky’s therapy. Don’t know if you know this, but the actress who played Bucky’s therapist, Dr. Raynor, said that this therapy, though court-mandated, could be LIFE-SAVING.

Of course he’s depressed, his best friend/love of his life (AKA NOT SARAH WILSON) ABANDONED him.

I’m just saying saying this stuff doesn’t help with how messed up Steve leaving was to begin with!

Now there was one more thing I was gonna say but I forgot so I’ll post a part 2 when I remember.

[perpetually-sad-but-its-fine]

chicago pd 10x11

GUYS

IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS EPISODE

I WANNA LEARN MORE ABOUT KEVIN

WE GET TO MEET HIS DADDDD

ahhhh

im so nervous

oh yippee

it start w/ a funeral

im already invested

‘its all politics kev’

‘okay, i hear you over there being a cynic’

but is she wrong kev?

is she wrong?

no

she's not

oh no

NO

COME ON

KIM

THEY CANT LEAVE HER ALONE

and oh my god

chicago pd writers not ignoring the trauma that kim went through????

*gasp*

that's a first

‘its just too much caffeine’

‘mhm’

kev not buying her bullshit

i miss my patrol buddies

back when they were so innocent

‘i raise you, its a little bit of both’

‘mhm’

best buddies

ahhhhhh

KEV AND KIM GETTING TOGETHER AND SHARING THEIR FAMILY

I LOVE ITTTT

I WANNA SEE IT SO BADLY

ohhhh

this is his father isn’t it????

ITS HIS FATHER

OH MY GOD

I KNEW ITTTTT

I FUCKIN KNEW IT

aw no

im not prepared for this

aw kim looking out for kev and kev looking out for him

i love it so much

oh my god what the fuck

THAT CAR CAME OUT OF NO WHERE

OF COURSE IT STARTS SHOOTING

OF COURSE

my god

bro

come on

kev’s vest isn't even on properly

I DONT WANNA THEM TO GET HURT CUZ THEY DIDNT PUT ON THEIR VESTS PROPERLY

kev looking for his dad

im not prepared for this angst

please tell me he doesn't do something stupid and delete the photo

kev is a good cop

oh noooo

hes close to crying

noooooooo

my baby

my poor baby

‘for good behavior’

im excited to find out why that's such a surprise

kev doing his job like a good cop

we love to see it

oh no kev

what're you gonna do now???

IS HE GONNA TELL VOIGHT

ohhhh that poor boy

this poor child

i feel so bad for this kid

oh kim letting kev take the lead

we love to see it

KEVINS SO SWEET

hes so understanding

and i love him

so so so so so much

hes amazing

chicago pd please give kevin a good storyline

please give him a love interest that deserves him

please let him be happy

please

oh this big guy is gonna be kevin’s father i can feel it

oh nvm

torresssss

my bby

adammmmmm

my loveeeeeee

haILEY

SHES SO PRETTYYYYYYYY

im not okay

im not

BURZEK

my babies

please let them be okay this season

ohhhhh

this is gonna be an interesting conversation

kevin and adam and kim are besties

and i want them to spend more time together

‘i'll let you know, promise’

‘oookay?’

he says very confusedly but lets her go anyway

kim looKS SO FUCKIN GOOD

oh we love to see the patrol babies looking out for each other

voight and atwater

the father-son duo that we love

see, this is why i love kevin

hes a sweetheart who's doing his best

he recognizes when to lie and when to tell the truth

he knows the value of his job and doesn't want to unnecessarily endanger that just bcuz he doesn't like the truth of whatever’s happening

he has strict morals that he follows and he acknowledges that he makes mistakes and knows that he can improve

he also

doeSNT FUCKIN KEEP SECRETS FROM VOIGHT

FUCKIN EVERYBODY ELSE

FROM ANTONIO TO JAY TO HAILEY TO KIM TO VANESSA TO ADAM TO ERIN TO AL

E V E R Y O N E

HAS KEPT SOMETHING FROM VOIGHT

EVEN TORRES HAS

THE WHOLE THING WITH DETECTIVE DICK LAST EPISODE????

YEAH HE KEPT THAT FROM VOIGHT

KEVIN IS THE ONLY ONE

WHO

HASNT

LIED

TO

VOIGHT

he deserves so much better

and ik for a FACT

that chicago pd writers are going to ruin his character

i fuckin know it

okay

back to me being dramatic about the show

now

voight is asking questions about kevin’s father and im interested

poor kevin

he deserves so much better

voight looking out for him is so sweet

‘ill tell ‘em’

is amazing

bcuz the team is his family

the family that he deserves

and the family that loves him

god im so nervous for this part

oH MY GOD

THEY HAVENT SAID ANYTHING

BUT IM ALREADY CRYING

ohhhhhh

im so scared for how this is gonna go

this conversation is unsettling to me

‘i know that's not the truth’

come on man

tell himmm

TELL HIM THE TRUTH

poor kevin

they keep hurting him

and me

i can't

kevin can never get a break can he?

thank you kevin’s father

oH SO NOW YOU WANNA ASK ABOUT JORDAN AND VANESSA???

NOW YOU WANNA ASK

oh mY GOD

laroyce hawkins is an amazing actor

that break in his voice kills me

oooo

this'll be fun

ITS ONLY FIFTEEN MINUTES INTO THE EPISODE AND SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED

oH MY GOD

THATS SO FUCKIN VIOLENT

HOLY SHIT

oh nooooo

thERES A BABY

THAT POOR CHILD

AWWWWW

I WANNA CRY WITH THIS KID

THIS POOR POOR BABY

aw kevin covering the child of this baby

im soft

'emphatic no’

we love to hear it

kevin

my poor sweet child

kim doing her best to distract kevin and then giving up and just straight up asked him

we love it

i wanna see kim and kev and adam go out for drinks and talk about the terrible shit that's gone on in their lives and i want kevin to be okay

i need it actually

god

im dying here

chicago pd writers need to stop hurting me

seriously

im too sensitive for this

oh no

his dad’s here isn't he

oh fuck you kevin’s dad

fuck you

how dare you

kevin still doing his job

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YOU DONT UNDERSTAND

kevinnnnnnn

im so sorry my love

kevin my dearest child

i must hold and comfort

i must

goddamnit kevin’s dad

you better be telling the truth

why do i feel like hes hiding something

GODDAMMIT KEVIN’S DAD

YOU WERENT EVEN THERE FOR MAJORITY OF HIS LIFE

YOU DID SOMETHING STUPID

AND THEN HIS MOM DIED

AND HE HAD TO RAISE VANESSA AND JORDAN

AND YOU WANNA PLAY THE GUILT CARD????

NAH MAN 

YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF

‘do i look angry right now? i don't got time for that.’

mY POOR CHILD

stop this hurt

stop it

hes juST

nO

I HATE THIS

SO MUCH

poOR KEVIN

adam and kevin

my loves

they are brothers

kevin

please

for the love of god

TALK TO ADAM

kev

the fuck are you doing

kevin

please

ik hes doing his job

but like

I DONT WANT HIM TO GET HURT

voight looking out for kev

again

I love it

THE USAGE OF HIS FIRST NAME

GODDAMMIT

torres

my boy

kev and dante

i love it

dante reassuring kevins father

idk how to feel about that

TORRES IS STEPPING UP

MY BOY

this meet is scaring me

oh wait

kevin’s father is telling the truth

oh my god

he was telling the truth

waIT

HOLD ON

OH MY GOD

SO HE WAS A GOOD FATHER??????

this meet isn't gonna end well

danteeee

ma boi

i love you

god 

i love him so much

hes great

ilovehim

now i feel bad for kevin’s father

im not okay

aw my poor kevin

my poor child

my poor poor child

‘hm’

‘hm’

we love the communication guys

adam and kim

looking out for their brother

i want a heart to heart with them

but i also don't trust kevin’s dad

im conflicted

WHY WONT THEY MAKE KEVIN HAPPY

WHY

oh comE ON

thEY WERE STARTING TO TALK IT OUT

GODDAMMIT

STOP

I DONT LIKE THIS

*gasp*

waIT

IS KEVIN’S DAD GONNA DIE?????

I DONT WANT HIM TO DIE

I DONT LIKE HIME

BUT I DONT WANT HIM TO DIE

i dont like how this is playing out

kevin’s dad, tf are you doing man

torres

be smart

oh good god

im too scared to watch this

‘i get the whole story playboy’

bitch i will smack you

upton and ruzek in sync

thEY BOTH GOT OFF THE BENCH AT THE SAME TIME AND IN THE SAME WAY

I CANT BE THE ONLY ONE WHO SAW THAT

bruh what is this nonsense

whats happening

im noT READY

god

kevin’s dad is gonna die

i can feel it in my bones

they won't let kev be happy

they never will

goDDAMMIT

IM NOT PREPARED FOR THIS

thiS IS SO INTENSE

AUGEVPIWE

IM NOT READY

trudyyyyy

my mother who raised me

i need more of her

ooooooo

ITS SO INTERESTING

come on

please don't kill kevin’s father

kevin

please tell me that youre thinking clearly

kim’s face just reads ‘somebody fucked with my best friend and they’re gonna die today’

and we love her for it

where the hell is kevin’s father

where is he

whERE

W H E R E

oh thank god

hes there

hes not dead (yet)

can't wait to see how this goes

‘i aint never seen him before in my life’

adorable

so believable

kevin’s dad

please

be reasonable

god

i can't handle this angst

I cannot

im not strong enough

nowhere near strong enough

god

please

this is K I L L I N G  M E

kevin

please

im crying

im sobbing actually

my poor child

finally admitting his feelings

my poor baby

please

solve this

its too much

kevin’s dad please

im begging you

OH MY GOD

STOP IT

HIS VOICE IS CRACKING

AND IM BREAKING

I NEED HIM TO BE OKAY

oh shit

this is

stop

stop

stop

stop

stop

stop

stop

no

no

no

no

no

no

no

no

no

no

COME ON

THIS IS SO MUCH HURT

THE LOOK IN KEVINS EYES

THERE ARE TEARS

AND IM FULLY SOBBING

OH MY GOD

COM E O N

his voice

stOP

PLEASE

thiS IS NO LONGER A JOKE

IM FUCKIN SOBBING

PLEASE JUST GIVE KEVIN A LOVING FATHER

HE DESERVES IT

LAROYCE HAWKINS IS AN AMAZING FUCKIN ACTOR

AND HIS PERFORMANCE IS MAKING ME CRY

P L E A S E

SIR

kevin’s dad im so sorry i ever doubted you

please hug

please

cOME ON

NO

‘it was too late, son’

im numb

i. feel. nothing. 

THEY DIDNT EVEN HUG

GODDAMMIT

stop

PLEASE

THIS POOR CHILD

THIS POOR MAN

HE WAS FORCED TO GROW UP TO RAISE HIS SIBILINGS

AND HE LOST HIS FATHER

AND HIS MOTHER

AND HE HAD TO TAKE CARE OF EVERYTHING

AND HES STILL NOT HAPPY?????

CHICAGO PD WRITERS

DO YOU ENJOY MY PAIN??????

ITS NOT FUCKIN FUNNY MAN

[jakehawk]

Operation Bulbasaur: Phase One

In which Jake and Renee get locked up by their kids during the Redwood Prom.

@reneebrxndxn

Jake

-It wasn't like Jake had been waiting all night to see Renee at the Prom but really, that was exactly what he had been doing. Sure, he had socialised with other Redwoodians and he was having a good time. But he really wanted to see Renee, all while trying to not seem like that was who he was waiting for. Dealing with the Hawks helped. He was currently following Leo who really wanted to show his Pops something; that something being Renee.-

"Hey."

-Jake said to Renee as Leo said something about needing to find snacks, almost like he had planned this.-

"You look amazing."

Renee Brandon

-after finally getting out of the stupid supply closet, Renee had intended to go back to the prom and try to enjoy herself but opted to hang out in the hall outside of it for a moment to compose herself. She was leaning against the wall, steadying herself when she heard Jake. Her head shot up and she looked over just as Leo disappeared- Hey. -she pushed off the wall a bit to stand up straighter- Thanks, although I don't know if that's completely true right now. You look good... -he really did- ....are you having fun at the prom?

Jake

-He smiled as she complimented him, her opinion meaning more than anyone else's in his mind. He glanced back at the main room of the Community Centre where people mingled and danced-

"Yeah. So far this Prom has been way more fun than my previous one. How about you? You 

having a good time?"

Renee Brandon

Oh, you know, it's prom. It has it's ups and downs. The boys are having fun and everyone else seems to be enjoying themselves, so that's good. -she follows his gaze into the main room before looking back at him- I take it the Hawks are enjoying themselves too. I've heard a lot of laughing children tonight.

Jake

-he noted how she didn't really answer his question but he decided to leave it where it was for now. It's too early in the conversation to bring out their 'safe word'.-

"Yeah, they've been loving this whole night. It's good to see them be kids, y'know? Like Cass and Cody have been hanging out with their friends all night and Leo, Willow and Erin have been dancing up a storm between the three of them."

Renee Brandon

-a smile drifts across her face- It is. I think I even saw Erin dancing with Oliver a few times. I'm glad they're enjoying themselves. -she contemplates whether to ask or not but decides to ask anyway- You dance with anyone tonight?

Jake

"Willow has insisted on a couple of dances but that's it so far. You?"

Renee Brandon

Just the boys. I've been preoccupied with making sure the snack bar is stocked and cleaning up spilled punch.

Jake

-Jake let out a snort-

"So basically you've been taking care of everyone else but yourself. That's not having fun, Renee. For once, let someone else take care of the clean-up."

Renee Brandon

I'm a mom, I can't help it. -she laughs a little as she shrugs- And I like feeling useful. Plus, the less mess there is now, the less mess we have to clean up once everyone heads home for the night.

Jake

-opens his mouth to argue some more about this but realises that will be a waste of time. Instead he shakes his head.-

-Before he can try to divert the conversation in a new direction, Erin runs up to them-

"Quick, you're both gotta come with me! No time to explain!"

-With that, Erin takes off, heading through the crowd and out of the Community Centre. Jake glances at Renee before running after her-

Renee Brandon

-Renee notices how he's about to say something but doesn't. She doesn't think it could be anything to warrant their safe word but she was about to ask when Erin runs up to them. She's running outside and with Jake following after her, she takes a second to remove her heels so she can run after them. Her heart is pounding as her motherly instincts kick in and she worries something might have happened to one of the kids-

Jake

-Jake doesn't wait for Renee to catch up as he chases after Erin. She leads him to the library, standing by the front door for a second to make sure he had followed before ducking inside. He followed her in to find her leading the way to one of the study rooms on the ground floor. In there, he found Cass sat on the floor, her head in her hands.-

"Shit, Cass, honey, what's wrong?"

-Jake crouched next to her and put his hand on her shoulder.-

Renee Brandon

-it takes Renee a minute to catch up, her legs definitely shorter than Jake's, but she follows them inside the library. She quickly spots Cass on the floor and she moves to kneel next to Jake- Honey, are you hurt? What happened?

Jake

-Cass waited until both Jake and Renee were next to her. From outside of the study room, Jake heard Cody yell: now! Cass jumped up to her feet and dashed out of the room. Oliver slammed the door behind her, leaving Jake and Renee alone in the room. Jake could hear a collection of giggles and shouts from the other side of the door, plus the distinct clicking noise of the door being locked.-

"I think we've been tricked."

Renee Brandon

-Renee looked over her shoulder when she heard Cody and was frozen in surprise as Cass ran out and she saw her oldest close the door. It didn't take long to put two and two together and she sighed with a shake of her head.- I think you're right. -she pushes herself to her feet and tries to open the door, not being surprised that it's locked- Oliver....Mom needs you to open this door right now.

Jake

-He doesn't even bother trying to open the door. Instead he walks over to the desk that sits against one of the walls in the room and leans against it to watch Renee negotiate with Oliver-

"Do you think this has anything to do with Operation Bulbasaur?"

Renee Brandon

Sorry, Mom, but Erin said not to let you out just yet. -Renee sighs as she hears the kids run off and goes to sit down at one of the desks.- I think this very much has to do with Operation Bulbasaur. Erin seems to be the ringleader.

Jake

-he shakes his head in disbelief-

"Yeah, makes sense. You know, one day Erin is gonna rule the world and we'll all be at her mercy."

Renee Brandon

I would not put it past her. -she laughs a bit as she leans against the desk and holds her head up- How long do you think they're going to keep us locked in here?

Jake

-He glances at his watch-

"Either they let us out quick to end the prank or they all get distracted by the Prom and we're in here until Lucien gets back and finds us."

Renee Brandon

-Renee looks at the door before back at Jake- I think we might be in the latter category. Pretty sure I heard them run off already.

Jake

-On the one hand, he gets it. The kids had obviously picked up on something happening between Jake and Renee and wanted to do something to help that along. He kinda wished they had thought of a different plan than locking them in a room together but he guessed they had good intentions.-

-On the other hand, Jake didn't want to be locked in this room with Renee all night. Not when they still hadn't fully resolved everything that was going on between them and her with Andy.-

"Don't suppose you've got a deck of cards on you, do ya?"

Renee Brandon

-when he asked about the deck of cards, she laughs and shakes her head- I left them in my other skirt, I'm afraid. -she looks around the room- think there's any paper and pencils in here to play hangman or something?

Jake

-He smiles as she laughs, not stopping himself from showing how much he adores hearing that sound from her. He nearly says something about other things they could do to pass the time but he knows that's a bad idea.-

"Or we could play eye-spy?"

Renee Brandon

Eye spy? -she smiles and huffs a laugh- Yeah, that works. Although I don't know if there's much in here for us to guess.

Jake

"It's either eye spy or we have to create a new game ourselves. Or else we'll have to converse and we both know we're terrible at that!"

Renee Brandon

-she manages a laugh but it sounds a bit more hollow- Yeah....and we used to be good at talking. -she looks around the room- So....I spy with my little eye something......green.

Jake

-he starts looking around the room for something green but stops. He figures 'fuck it'. They're locked in here together, might as well hash things out so to speak.-

"Time out. Circle back to 'we used to be good at talking.' I know things have gotten really complicated between us and I know we're trying our best to navigate our way through all the mess but c'mon. Are things really that bad between us now?"

Renee Brandon

-She breathes out a long, loaded and tired breath- No, that's not.... they're not that bad, Jake. It's been a bad night and I'm one more wrong move away from breaking down, so please.....I spy something green."

Jake

-He studies her for a long moment, weighing up the pros and cons of pushing ahead and trying to get her to open up about why tonight had been so bad for her.-

"Eye-spy is really what's gonna help right now?"

Renee Brandon

Yes? -she pauses because even she doesn't believe that- No? -yet that didn't feel right either and she cradles her face in her hands for a moment as she takes a deep breath- Just so we're clear, getting tricked by our kids to getting locked in the library with each other is not what's made this a bad night.

Jake

-He watches and waits as Renee works through this, whatever this might be. The urge to walk over to her and hold her is strong but he ignores it for now.-

"I can think of much worse ways to spend an evening, for sure. I promise I won't Bulbasaur you right now. We'll play eye-spy, if that is what's gonna help but you can't keep whatever's bothering you bottled up. You know that, right?"

Renee Brandon

Yeah. -she breathes the word out. she eyes him with a grateful stare but he's also right and she knows it- I got locked in a supply closet.....with Ike, which went as well as one might expect. Shortly after I ran into Vi, who Ike had told about what happened and she was under the impression that I had intentionally tried to get him killed which wasn't true, but that doesn't seem to matter because no matter how many times I say it's my fault and try to apologize or make up for it, it's not enough. It's never enough. I say one thing and everything gets worse and I don't know what to do.

Jake

-It turns out he doesn't need to spring their safe word on her since Renee lets the details of her bad night spill with very little prompting. The urge to take her in his arms rises up again, enough to make him move from his perch on the desk to grab a chair and sit next to Renee. He can't hold her but he can be close to her.-

"Fuck the bunch of 'em."

-Had Renee acted foolishly by running into that clinic before it had been cleared? Yes, incredibly so. But there was nothing that could be done to change what had happened.-

"Sometimes all you can do is apologise and the person you apologise doesn't have to accept it. After that point, all you can do is carry on but show you learned from whatever mistake you had to apologise for."

Renee Brandon

-Renee watches him come to sit next to her and she can't help it. She leans against him, her head on his shoulder. He doesn't need to wrap his arm around her and maybe she shouldn't be leaning against him like this but she needs it- Vi thinks I should step down from the Council....and I think she's right. I can't do this, Jake.

Jake

-For less than half a second, his posture freezes as Renee leans into him and puts her head on his shoulder. But he then relaxes, despite himself.-

"Then step down. But do so because it's your own choice and because that's what's best for you and the town."

Renee Brandon

-She breathes out a heavy sigh- What do you think I should do?

Jake

"I think you should give yourself a break, in every sense of the word."

Renee Brandon

-The ghost of a smirk appeared on her face as she rolled her head so she could look up at him - A break, huh? I think you need to teach me what this magical break thing is.

Jake

"Jeez, have you ever let yourself relax? Like ever?"

-He's gently teasing her at this point, hoping that by maybe making her laugh, she'll feel a little better.-

Renee Brandon

-She managed a small laugh- I don't have time for relaxing, Hawk. Have you met our kids?

Jake

"That's why there's this wonderful thing called babysitting in which you get someone you trust to look after your kids for a couple of hours while you look after yourself. C'mon, surely you're heard of it?"

Renee Brandon

Oh I have. In fact, I utilizie that any time I have work to do. -she's smiling a bit more relaxed now- Not sure where I can go, though to get away and relax. There's not many places around town to go that don't remind me of work that needs to be done and outside the walls aren't exactly that relaxing.

Jake

-He can see the more relaxed nature in her smile now and he relaxes a little more himself-

"You need a new hobby. Something to take your mind off of everything else."

Renee Brandon

Well, if you have any brilliant ideas, I am all ears. -she pushes off his shoulder, rolling her shoulders before a shiver runs through her- I am really regretting not wearing something a bit warmer.

Jake

-Without waiting to be asked, Jake shrugs off his jacket and hands it to her-

"That's what you get for choosing fashion over function."

Renee Brandon

-she eyes him as he shrugs off his jacket and hands it to her- In my defense, I thought I would be chasing Oliver and Henry around the whole community center. -she takes the jacket and loops her arm through the sleeves to slide it on over her- Thank you. I'll give it back whenever we're freed.

Jake

"Yeah, best laid plans and all that. I'd offer to run laps around the room with you but I can't imagine how we'd explain that if someone other than our kids find us in here!"

Renee Brandon

Honestly, I think if someone caught you running laps around here, people might not question it as much. -she breathed out as she curled her hands into his sleeves to keep them warm- I don't think we'll have to worry about that. It's quite believable that our kids locked us in the library together. Just a shame we'll miss the rest of the prom.

Jake

"What do you think we're missing right now? What gossip is being made right now that we'll hear about tomorrow?"

Renee Brandon

-Renee hummed as she sat back in her chair- I don't know. I don't pay much attention to town gossip. But people are probably getting drunk, I'm sure someone has snuck off with someone to hook up, Cole got into a fight with someone so he might be looking for round two.....oh yeah, and they'll crown Cass and Sol as prom king and queen. What about you? What do you think?

Jake

"OK, back up: who's sneaking off with who to hook up? The weirder the combo, the better!"

Renee Brandon

Hmmmm..... -she taps her chin with her the edge of his jacket- Zack and Ike. That would be volatile as hell.

Jake

"Oof, OK. Yeah, you're right: volatile as all hell! Alright, who's fighting who? Apart from Cole since you've already mentioned him."

Renee Brandon

Oh no, I chose who is sleeping with who. You get to choose who is fighting who.

Jake

"Alright. Fine. In that case... Fleet and Cass but it's not a fist fight, it's a singing fight and it's real close between the two of them!"

Renee Brandon

Oh, that would be fun to see. Too bad we're stuck in here and missing it. -she laughs a little as her arm drops back to hugging herself- What other gossip do you think we're missing?

Jake

"Someone's made David laugh and I'm not there to see it. Nicki and Val are playing a drinking game and getting way too competitive about it. Cian and Cass are having a pun-off and it's a tight race."

Renee Brandon

-Renee laughs, leaning her elbow on the desk and cradling her head as she watches his face- Sounds like one hell of a party. Too bad we're missing it.

Jake

"Yeah, well, there's not much we can do about that unless we're willing to wreck a door and then explain that to Lucien in the morning."

Renee Brandon

Yeah, I don't feel like being on the wrong side of Lucien's wrath. -she hums her laugh as she sits up- Too bad there's not music in here. We could throw our own little mini prom in here.

Jake

"Neither do I."

-He laughs too.-

"I'd offer to sing but that would only put a damper on things, believe me!"

Renee Brandon

Oh, you can't be that bad of a singer.

Jake

"I'm not about to demonstrate now so don't even try it!"

Renee Brandon

Oh, pleaasseee. -she pleads and gives him her best puppy dog face-

Jake

"Ugh, the puppy dog eyes! How dare you!"

-He crosses his arms and shakes his head-

"The only person I'll sing for is Erin and that's only because she doesn't yet know how flat I am."

Renee Brandon

-she lays it on him a bit more, waiting to see if he'll crack- Please......

Jake

"Jeez! Fine! But you can't watch me. I know that makes no sense; just humour me."

Renee Brandon

Okay, okay. -she smiles victoriously as she turns in her seat so her back is to him and waits patiently for him to start singing-

Jake

-At least she honoured his request by turning her back to him. He turns in his seat too so they're now back to back. He shakes his head as he takes in a deep breath and considers what the hell he's going to sing. After disregarding the first few songs that come to mind, Jake starts to sing 'Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now' by Starship. Was it a cheesy as all hell song? Yeah but it was a classic and he's kinda hoping Renee will join in to sing along with him to hide how bad he thinks he is-

Renee Brandon

-Renee sits patiently, watching out the window as she waits for Jake to sing. Then he starts singing and she bites down on her lower lip as she listens to him. He's not bad at all and she enjoys his singing in silence while swaying in her seat to the song-

Jake

-He can feel her swaying along to the song as he sings and he takes that as a good sign, that maybe he's not so bad at singing after all. Not that he'll be singing karaoke in the Community Centre any time soon. When he reaches the part when the woman singer takes over, he nudges Renee with his elbow, indicating that's her cue to join in-

Renee Brandon

-she's been humming along but she's caught off guard when he nudges her- Me? -he can't see it but she's blushing. She takes a minute to recall the words before very softly taking over the song-

Jake

"Yeah, you."

-He grins as she starts to sing, her voice soft but he can hear every note in the silence of the rest of the room. After a couple of moments of just listening, he starts to smack his hands on his thighs as if he was playing drums to accompany her. When she reaches the chorus, he joins in with singing along with her-

Renee Brandon

-she looks over her shoulder at him as she sings, wishing she could see his face and see if she was as bad as she thought she was. but he doesn't laugh or do anything except starting to play the drums on his legs, which she takes as a good sign and keeps singing even when he joins back in-

Jake

-This is going better than Jake could have ever expected. Not that he was planning on a repeat performance any time soon. They reached the end of the song and Jake clapped his hands-

"Not too shabby, huh?"

Renee Brandon

-as the song ends and he claps she laughs and turns around- Yeah, not too shabby. You're not a bad singer, by the way.

Jake

-He's conflicted about her compliment. He wants all the praise he can get but at the same, he can't quite believe she means it, just saying it to be nice, even though he knows Renee wouldn't bullshit him for the sake of it.-

"Thanks. You're good, you know?"

Renee Brandon

You don't have to lie, you know. I cannot carry a tune. You only think I sounded good because you were singing.

Jake

-He turns in his seat so he can face her with the look of disbelief he's currently wearing-

"You think I'd lie to you?"

Renee Brandon

-Renee sits up a bit and quickly realizes what it was she said- Oh....no, that's not what I meant. I just meant that..... -she smiles awkwardly and shifts in her seat- Gimme a second to pull my foot out of my mouth.

Jake

-Almost immediately his face softens and he gives her a gentle smile instead-

"Just take the compliment, Brandon."

Renee Brandon

-Renee laughs awkwardly but in relief- Alright, fine. I will take the compliment.

Jake

"Alright, good."

-He gives her a smile and looks back around the room before letting out a chuckle-

"Back to eye spy?"

Renee Brandon

-she glances around when he does and nods- You still haven't guessed what I saw that is green.

Jake

-He looks around the room, really looks, trying to spot this green thing. He doesn't spot it yet so time to make a wild guess-

"Tree?"

Renee Brandon

-Renee laughs as she shakes her head- Nope, try again.

Jake

"Frog?"

Renee Brandon

Close, but no.

Jake

"Don't tell me there's a Bulbasaur in here?"

Renee Brandon

I mean, the voice of Bulbasaur is, but no, there's not one in here. -she laughs as she shakes her head-

Jake

"But I wasn't actually Bulbasaur, I was Harry who's consciousness got swapped into a Bulbasaur- You know what? That's not important. Something green, something green, that's like a frog but not a frog."

Renee Brandon

Oh trust me, I know. Oliver would watch that movie on repeat, if he could. -she laughs as he keeps looking- Do you give up?

Jake

"Do I look like the kind of guy to give up so easy? A toad? The Incredible Hulk? Other such green things!"

Renee Brandon

-Renee was laughing harder and harder with each thing he named off. She shook her head as she felt how warm her face was- You can't just give some blanket statement like that! That's cheating!

Jake

"Why not? Who said it was cheating? How dare you?"

-At this point, he's just saying stuff to make Renee laugh more-

Renee Brandon

-Renee can't even get a word out, she is laughing that hard. She has the bury her face in her hands because she's laughing and struggling to breathe but in a good way- You are ridiculous!

Jake

-Jake is now laughing too. It feels refreshing for the two of them to be laughing like this.-

"Fine! I've run out of green things. What is it?"

Renee Brandon

-Renee takes a minute to compose herself before holding up a finger while standing up. She walks over to one of the desks and picks up a green pen that was sitting on top of it- Tada!

Jake

-He watches as Renee pulls herself together and walks across the room. He groans loudly as she picks up the pen.

"How was I supposed to see that tiny thing from here?!"

Renee Brandon

-Renee puts it down and starts laughing again - I'm a mother, Jake. I see everything.

Jake

-Jake grins as Renee starts to laugh again. It's a sound he'll never tire of after all.-

"Everything? You didn't see how our kids were gonna trick us and lock us in together."

-He cants his head to one side and clicks his tongue.-

"Not that I saw it coming either so I shouldn't mention that ever again!"

Renee Brandon

You're right, you didn't see that either. And it was your little mastermind that came up with it. -her laughter quiets just a bit as she nudges him- Your turn.

Jake

-He acknowledges the fact it was his kid behind the plan with a short hum, his lips briefly setting in a thin line. But he shrugs that off and starts looking around the room for his object to spy-

"Considering you see everything, I'm guessing you're gonna get it in, like, one guess. I'd bet on it, actually!"

Renee Brandon

Oh yeah? What are you willing to bet? -she doesn't think she will but if he wants to make things interesting, why not?-

Jake

"A dance."

-The words are out of his mouth before he can stop them. Dancing led to certain things the last time they tried it, the same certain things Jake was trying his best not to think about.-

Renee Brandon

-Renee ponders it for a moment. It could be a bad idea, but they were alone in here. Where was the harm in that?- You're on

Jake

-He grins as she accepts the wager-

"So, in that case! I spy with my beady little eye, something that's... yellow."

Renee Brandon

-Renee ponders in thought as she glances around the room. Her eyes are scanning for anything remotely yellow- The glow of the lights from the community center?

Jake

-He looks smug-

"Nope!"

Renee Brandon

Damn. -she looks around again- My hair?

Jake

-He continues to look smug as he shakes his head-

Renee Brandon

You know because you bet I would get it on the first try that I technically win this bet, right? -she laughs a little as she looks around- The book on the top shelf?

Jake

"You might have won the bet but you haven't yet won this round of eye-spy because that's your third wrong guess."

Renee Brandon

-Renee laughed as she shook her head- Alright, I give up. What is it?

Jake

"You didn't even list all the possible yellow things it might be!"

-He gets to his feet and walks over to the bookcase on one side of the room. There he picks up the yellow object: a small rubber ducky-

"I can't believe you didn't see this!"

Renee Brandon

-Renee laughs as she watches him walk victoriously over to the rubber ducky- Maybe I cheated and didn't say it so I could win the bet. -she was teasing, of course-

Jake

-He hands her the ducky-

"I reckon you should keep that as a souvenir for prom night. Did you really cheat? And here I was thinking you're an upstanding citizen!"

Renee Brandon

I will treasure it forever. -she laughs as she takes the ducky and shakes her head- No, I didn't. I'm just as fallible as anyone else.

Jake

"Well, you won the bet. You want your prize now or..."

Renee Brandon

-Renee laughs under her breath as she sets the rubber duckie down on the desk and stands up- I think now is a good as time as any.

Jake

"I just wanna make it clear: I'm not singing and dancing at the same time, OK?"

Renee Brandon

-she laughs and shakes her head- That's fine, I can live with that. But I do get to ask what song you're singing in your head so I at least know what rhythm you're imagining.

Jake

"Will 'What's Up' by the 4 Non-Blonds work for you?"

Renee Brandon

Yeah, that'll work just fine. -she laughs as she wraps her arms around his shoulders gently-

Jake

-He makes sure to put his hands in perfectly respectable places and they start swaying together to the imaginary music.-

"Having fun?"

Renee Brandon

Yes, loads of fun. -she smiles as she sways with him. She does feel a bit silly dancing to non-existent music but it fits with Jake- You?

Jake

-She seems to mean it when she says she's having fun. He gives her a smirk-

"Considering nothing has gone to plan for tonight, I wouldn't change a thing."

Renee Brandon

Nothing? And what did you have planned tonight?

Jake

"Getting tricked by my kids wasn't on my itinerary."

Renee Brandon

Really? That's shocking.-She laughs- what was on your itinerary?

Jake

"Hmm, let's see..."

-Jake is about to list the various activities he had hoped to indulge in tonight but the sound of someone running down the corridor outside, followed by someone banging on the locked door interrupted him-

"YOU BANGING YET?"

-Erin yells followed by the sound of her laughter. The sound of more rapidly approaching footsteps echo down the corridor as the rest of the kids join Erin on the other side of the door.-

"How many times do I have to ask you to stop asking that?"

-Jake yelled back to his youngest. He looked back at Renee-

"I'm so sorry about her."

Renee Brandon

-It took Renee a second to register what Erin yelled. When it did, her face turned beat red and she covered her mouth to stifle the laughter- Did you teach her that?

Jake

-For half a moment, Jake is appalled that Renee would ask him that. But then he remembers that, actually, it's pretty on brand for him.-

"No, I didn't."

-He goes over to the door and tries the door handle again. It's still locked-

"You gonna let us out?"

-There was a scuffle on the other side of the door, with raised voices between the kids as they argued about whether or not to let their parents out.-

"Do you promise we're not in trouble if we do?"

"I'll promise that if all of you promise to never try anything like this again."

-Jake glances over at Renee to see if she wants to add anything as the kids discussed the terms of the agreement some more-

Renee Brandon

-Renee can't help herself and laughs as she watches Jake walk over to the door. She can hear the kids on the outside as they discuss their next steps. So she walks up next to Jake- You have until three to open this door. One.....two...... -she smirks at Jake victoriously as the door unlocks and opens-

Jake

-Jake is impressed as Renee uses her stern mom voice. As if on cue, the door is finally unlocked and it swings open. Jake is now faced with his Hawks and Renee's kiddos. The majority of the kids look fairly sheepish. Except Erin. Because of course she looks as proud as punch about this whole thing.-

"We're gonna have a talk about the pitfalls of imprisoning people against their wills, Squirt."

-He tells Erin who just grins up at him, no regrets to be seen in her demeanour as she starts to fill her Pops in what he had missed-

"Willow gave Mr David a flower crown and he wore it."

Renee Brandon

-Renee turns her attention to the other side of the door as it opens and she gives her boys the look. But she softens and holds her arms out so her boys can run up and hug her- Sorry, Mommy -her boys said it unison and she shakes her head as she kisses the top of her head. She picks up Henry as Erin tells Jake about David and she can't help but laugh- You should go see if he's still wearing it. I don't think you'll want to miss it.

Jake

"You gonna be OK?"

-Jake blurts the question out before considering how Renee was obviously going to be OK but he doesn't take it back.-

Renee Brandon

-the questions catches her off guard and she gives him a smile with how sweet he is- I'm probably going to take these guys home. Henry has tired eyes. But, uh....I feel better. You go have fun.

Jake 

-Not for the first time tonight, Jake is nearly overwhelmed by the want to take Renee into his arms. He resists and instead gives her a smile.-

"Thanks for the dance."

-With that, he turns his attention back to his kids.-

"Take me to the flower crowns!"

[casspurrjoybell-20]

Sky Twizzlers - Chapter 29a

*Warning Adult Content*

Good News and Revelations - Part 1 - Evander 

Three days after Aaron marked us and Aubrey and I mated, our beta was called into a meeting. That left Aubrey and me alone to do whatever we wanted. That was until Wren found us outside and asked us if we wanted to meet him somewhere.

"What's going on?" I asked him.

"Oh, well, since all of our mates are busy at the moment, I figured this was a chance to get to know everyone. We're going to be around each other a lot, so may as well get to know you. Rin and Marie are coming, too. My mate's sister is going to be there as well, but don't mind her. Josh wanted me to keep an eye on her."

"Let's go," Aubrey urged me. "Aaron would be proud of us if we befriended his friend's mates."

"Alright," I agreed.

We both got up and followed Wren to a small clearing with a fire pit and some chairs. Rin and Marie were already there talking quietly. It was nice seeing Rin again. If I was being honest, I'd been worried when they didn't come around to my apartment anymore. To think that they'd been kidnapped and used for their powers... God.

 At least they were safe and had a mate who could protect them now.I noticed a young girl who looked similar to Wren's mate sitting across from Rin and Marie. She kept tilting her head and staring at the two older people. When we arrived, she looked at us now.

"Aubrey, Evander, this is Joshua's sister, Ella. And you already know Marie and Rin," Wren introduced us.

"Hi," Ella greeted, offering a smile.

She was very cute but the look in her eye made me wary. They looked like they'd seen far more than any kid should have. Like an old soul trapped within a young girl's body.

"Evander," Rin exclaimed.

They jumped up and rushed over to hug me tightly. I chuckled and hugged them back. They pulled away quickly to gasp. 

"You're mated. I can smell it on you."

"Oh, wait. I see the marks now. Aaron finally did it, huh?" Wren chimed in.

"Yeah," Aubrey confirmed with a wide smile.

He'd been ecstatic ever since we completed the mating. I was glad he was so happy. I was too. Over the time I've spent with my mates, I've grown to love them more than I thought possible. I wanted to confess this to them at some point but when the time was proper. Aubrey and I sat down together while Wren sat next to Ella. 

"So, Rin, how has pack life treated you? Is Erin nice?" Wren asked the dragon.

"He's very nice," they agreed. "And the pack is, too. I really like it here."

"I'm glad," Wren said with a smile.

"Rin was just telling me about their life before you know what. They used to travel around the globe. Goddess, that sounds like so much fun. I've lived in this pack my entire life," Marie said.

"Yes, they were quite the traveler," I agreed.

"Well, I didn't like staying in one place very long," Rin said with a shrug. "There's always more to explore, so why stay in one place?"

"That makes sense," Wren agreed.

We talked about traveling for a bit longer before Wren's face suddenly brightened. 

"Oh. Marie," he gasped.

"Yes?"

"How's the baby?" he asked eagerly.

Marie smiled and put a hand over her stomach. 

"I've started developing cravings like nobody's business. I'm sure it's driving Ryder insane, but he's been very understanding."

"That's so nice," Wren whispered. "I knew you guys would be the first to get pregnant among us. You'd been together the longest."

"Then by that logic, you should be next, no?" Rin pointed out to Wren.

“Oh, I don't know about that. Joshua and I don't know if it's the right time," Wren said, looking down. "Maybe someday, though."

"But you are pregnant."

We all looked at Ella in shock. Wren's neck basically snapped with how quickly he turned to look at her. 

"What?" he asked.

"You're pregnant. I thought you knew," she said with a frown. "Oh, was this one of those things?"

"What things?" Marie asked.

"I can smell things others can't. I thought it was only about magic but I guess not?" Ella answered with a shrug.

I looked to Wren, who was silent. He'd put a hand over his stomach. Then, a smile formed on his face and he was on his feet. 

"Oh my goodness. I have to tell Joshua. Wait, no. I can't right now. I can't believe it," he rambled excitedly, pacing back and forth.

Marie stood up to hug him. 

"We're pregnant together. Our babies are going to be best friends," she said with a small laugh. "Just like their parents."

"The boys are going to be so shocked," he laughed along.

While they continued to talk, I looked over at Ella. She had a confused look on her face. On a whim, I decided to stand up and sit next to her. 

"Hello, I'm Evander, one of Aaron's mates."

"I know," she said. "I can smell him on you. His magic is very strong."

“Oh.”

"Yes," she confirmed with a nod. "But Wren's is stronger. I think Rin's is the strongest out of all of them, though. I can smell it all the way from my guest room sometimes."

"That makes sense. They're a dragon that comes from noble blood."

"Yes but there's more to it," she insisted. "I can smell more than just the strength of magic. I think it's like I can smell someone's soul if that makes sense. When Wren didn't know about his powers because they were magically suppressed, he smelled weird. Like he'd put on too much stinky cologne. Once he'd mated to my brother and accepted his powers, he smelled like he does now, which is pleasant and fresh.”

"And what about Aaron?"

"Oh, he's always smelled nice from what I can tell. I think that's because he wasn't magically kept from his powers like Wren was. And his soul is good, like Wren's. They're both good."

Ella looked out at the group. 

"I can't say the same for Rin, though."

‘What?’

"Why is that?" I asked carefully.

She bit her lip. For such a young kid, she sure knew a lot. It was eerie. 

"When my pack was attacked, the air was filled with this rotten smell. Like death and something really evil. It clung to the people who attacked us like fog. Rin smells like that too but it's faint."

"Maybe it's because they were trapped by those people that smelled that way," I offered.

"I thought it could be that but no. It smells like it was on him long before that. I haven't told anyone because like I said, it's faint. I think they've caught on though. They've been avoiding me."

"Rin has?" I asked.

"Yes. They don't like being around me much. I think they know I can tell."

How odd. I looked at Rin, only to find them staring back at us with wide eyes. The others were oblivious to what was going on. Aubrey had gotten sucked into baby talk with Marie and Wren, so it was just Ella, Rin and I who were privy to this discussion. I silently decided that I'd talk to Rin about it later.

"Thank you for telling me, Ella. Your power is very intriguing."

"If you say so. I don't think it's that cool," she mumbled with a shrug.

"I think it is. You just have to learn how to use it to your advantage," I said with a smile.

"Maybe," she whispered.

[erin-bo-berin]

Hiya there erin, i was wondering if you could sprinkle some angst and more tension in the single mom universe where little ones bio father comes back on the scene and suddenly wants to be involved, like this puts steves back up a little cause by damn she is his weather he is related biologically or not . Snd single mom is in a bit of a sticky situation because she wants to give a chance to little ones bio father but dosent want to hurt steve - some worried and insecure steve potentially? ❤️❤️ love anon

Man, you anons sure think alike! I have two other similar requests where baby daddy returns, so I’ll be combining them as they all will make a good combo, I think. I’ll be combining yours and these two (hopefully that’s alright!):

This will also take place within the first year of reader and Steve’s relationship making baby roughly a year to 18 months, just for story purposes. Thus, I introduce you to the deadbeat dad named Trent (no offense to anyone named that, just thought it sounded like a douchebag-y enough name lol)

The Return of The Baby Daddy

Steve Harrington x Reader

(This is a full length fic that takes place in the Dad!Steve x SingleTeenMom!Reader universe)

Your head was pounding, a dull pain settling between your eyes. But nothing was as annoying as the living, breathing headache you were dealing with now.

Or the situation you were in.

Standing in front of you were two men, your past and present currently colliding in a situation you’d hoped never to happen.

Your ex-boyfriend and speed donor—or biological dad, if you wanted to get technical—stood and glowered at your current boyfriend, Steve Harrington. He glared right back at him.

The amount of male ego being flaunted in just the withering glares right now was permeating the room. You could feel how territorial Steve was of you, not that you blamed him, he had every right to. But, if he were a dog, you were sure he’d be peeing on you right about now, claiming his territory.

“What do you want, Trent?” you sighed, already exhausted with this conversation.

“I want to see my child,” he sneered, looking at you like you had the audacity to ask why he was here.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Steve stiffen.

“Oh that’s rich,” he snorted.

“I hate to inform you, but you’re a little late for the birth. Like nearly eighteen months late,” you said sternly, crossing your arms over your chest.

Thankfully, your baby was taking a nap and you had no intention of letting him see her. He didn’t deserve the right to.

“Look, I know I screwed up. But I have rights to my child you know,” he argued.

“You didn’t even stay around long enough to earn any rights! Do you even know if you have a son or daughter?” you asked.

“I know, I know,” he said emphatically, “But I’ve had a change of heart, I want to be involved in his or her life.”

“I think you threw that privilege away the moment you left her, pregnant and scared,” Steve said.

You’d never seen your kind, caring boyfriend look so angry. Or so mean.

Trent glanced over at Steve, almost dismissively which you knew did nothing but fuel Steve’s anger further.

“Who’s the pretty boy?”

“Steve,” you emphasized his name for good measure, “Is my boyfriend.”

Trent’s eyes did a once over of Steve, clearly amused.

“I’m shocked, Y/N. He doesn’t really seem to be your type.”

“Yeah, it is shocking. Because he isn’t an asshole like you were and he actually knows how to treat me and my child well,” you defended.

Trent had no right to attack Steve like that and you refused to let him get away with that.

“I’m the kid’s father!” he protested.

“Some father,” Steve huffed.

“You got a problem, man?” Trent asked, glaring even harder at Steve.

“Yeah, I do. You don’t get to waltz back in here over a year after your child was born and think you have rights when you left the mother of your child the second things got tough. She was barely a few months pregnant and she had to do it all by herself. Give birth, have a newborn. It took her a long time to accept help, even from me because she’s a damn better parent than you’ll ever be,” Steve ranted.

Trent’s mouth tightened, clearly trying to reign in the anger he felt then turned to look at you.

“Can we talk in private please?”

“No. Hell no. Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of me,” Steve said, arms crossed.

“Steve stays,” you said, “He has every right to hear what you have to say. He’s as much as a parent as I am to your daughter.”

“You had a girl?” Trent asked.

You could’ve laughed. He was so out of touch with the entire situation it was actually comical.

“Yes, Trent. You have a daughter, even though I would say that extremely loosely. She’s almost 18 months old, can walk and talk. She’s the light of my life and thankfully looks nothing like you. She would have no idea who you were if she met you right this moment. You’d just be another stranger.”

His hands tightened into fists.

“What, you playing family with this guy then? Thinking that my kid is his and you all just live happily ever after?”

“Steve has been a better father to her than you ever have been and ever will be.”

You refused to back down. You knew you couldn’t count on Trent.

“What, she calls you daddy?” Trent asked, getting a bit too close to Steve for your liking.

“No, she doesn’t. But I love her like she’s my own. I wish she was my own,” Steve practically hissed the last sentence, “Cause I know damn well I’d treat her better than you ever could. I know I sure as hell treat Y/N better.”

Trent was in Steve’s face now.

“I am not letting some pretty boy douchebag raise my child. Or call him daddy.”

Steve put a hand on his chest, trying to stop him from further advancing.

“You need to back off.”

“Why should I?”

“I think you should leave,” Steve said firmly.

That was when he threw the first punch. No, not Steve. Trent punched the fuck out of Steve.

You shrieked, not being able to process what was happening.

He staggered back, righting himself before he could fall to the floor. He lunged for Trent, getting in a hit of his own. It was turning into a full on brawl in the middle of your living room.

“Steve, stop! Steve, please,” you begged, trying to pull him away.

They ignored you and you were sent crashing to the floor, falling on your behind by an arm that was shot out. You had no idea if it was Steve’s or Trent’s.

That was when you realized Trent was absolutely pummeling Steve and he was slumped against the wall, hardly fighting back at all. He had a black eye, bloodied nose and split lip.

“Trent! Stop it! You’re hurting him!”

You screamed at the top of your lungs, terrified for Steve. Miraculously, you managed to pull the other man off him.

Everything else afterwards was a blur of emotions, mainly concern for Steve, worry for your daughter who had woken up from all the screaming, screaming crying herself and absolute anger.

Although at the moment, you had no idea which man you were more angry with.

•

Steve woke with a groan. Every fiber of his being hurt. It felt like a safe had fallen on his face.

He opened his eyes and saw he was laying on the couch, head in your lap and you were holding an ice pack to his face. The asshole from earlier was nowhere to be seen.

“You’re an idiot,” was the first thing you said to him.

“What happened?” he groaned, trying to sit up.

You helped him into a sitting position, handing him the ice pack to hold on his own.

“Trent beat the shit out of you. Why didn’t you just walk away? What if the baby had seen you like that? She’d been terrified!”

“I’m sorry,” he winced, the pain he felt coming in sharp bursts, “But I wasn’t going to let him stand there, all high and mighty, thinking he has a right to storm in here and make demands. Especially after the awful way he treated you. We both know I’m her father in all the ways that matter.”

Your silence seems disconcerting to him.

“What? You’re not telling me something, I can tell by the look on your face,” he said.

“Trent and I talked when you were knocked out. He wants to make an effort to get to know her and be a part of her life.”

“You’re fucking kidding, right?”

“Steve,” you sighed, much too tired now to deal with an argument with him as well.

“No, don’t “Steve” me. He hasn’t been around a day in her life. He decided being a father wasn’t going to mess up his life and left you when you were three months pregnant. He missed her first kicks, watching her grow inside of you, her birth, her crawling, her first words, her walking! Her fucking first birthday.”

Steve ticked off each one on his fingers, angrily. He was absolutely furious and you knew he had every right to be, but you knew this was something you had to do, you owed it to your daughter.

“I know, I know,” you said.

“Then why are you letting him back in with just a slap on the wrist? He does not deserve to know what a joy that little girl is.”

“Because I owe it to her. What if I were to say no and it’s a huge mistake that I end up regretting in my life? Or she ends up hating me for because I never gave him the chance to know her. I owe it to him if he truly wants to get to know his child.”

“You owe him nothing!” he shouted, jumping to his feet.

“Shh! I just got her back to sleep,” you warned, peeking down the hall towards the nursery.

He continued, although a notch quieter this time.

“He has done nothing to prove to you that he deserves to be a father to her.”

“Yeah, except make her,” you replied sarcastically, “He’s the one that got me pregnant Steve, not you.”

You both knew it was a true fact, something that hadn’t been a big deal before. Perhaps it was the heightened emotions and anger behind your words that stopped him cold. His jaw tensed, as tense as the rest of him was.

“Yeah, I know. She’s not mine. Thank you for reminding me,” his voiced was laced with anger and hurt.

“Steve, I didn’t mean it like that—”

“Whatever. Do what you want.”

He shook his head, heading down the hallway to your bathroom.

He slept on the couch that night while you slept in a cold, empty bed.

•

Things had been tense between you and Steve for the entire week. You’d planned a visit for Trent to come meet your daughter and you were getting her ready for the little play date.

“One of mommy’s friends is coming over to meet you today, isn’t that exciting?”

She ignored you, continuing to jabber in her baby talk, lost in her own world for the moment.

Steve had ignored you most of the week. You’d just moved in with him not long ago, but you felt like a ghost in the house. It almost felt like living with a stranger.

You’d had plenty of fights before, sure, but never one so badly that it went on so long. Maybe it was because it involved your daughter as well, this time.

What you didn’t know about was the turmoil of a storm that was wrecking havoc in Steve’s mind.

Steve was so mad at himself. He regretted what he’d said to you, how he’d ended things in that argument, that he’d walked away angry.

Even though he’d meant what he said about Trent, he should’ve been more supportive of you, not alienating you for just trying to do the right thing. What he didn’t want to admit was the deep feelings of jealousy and inadequacy he was feeling.

Not only did he feel threatened by Trent’s presence when it came to his relationship to your daughter, he felt threatened by him when it came to you. After all, you shared a child with him. That was something deep and intimate, a connection he didn’t have with you. That was a link to someone forever, even if they weren’t in the picture.

He knew he wasn’t your little girl’s true father, but how he wished he was. He adored her so much and he was afraid of losing her, losing you, to him.

He watched from the doorway quietly as you got her dressed for the planned play date you’d arranged with Trent when he’d been at the house last week.

Remorse stirred in his gut simultaneously as the love did in his heart. He loved you two so much and would do anything to protect you two. Apparently being an idiot was part of that.

He cleared his throat before speaking, the action drawing your attention.

“Do you need any help?” he asked.

“Do you mind taking her to the living room and setting up some toys for her? Trent should be here soon.”

He nodded, taking her and walking to the living room. Not long later, you joined him.

He was on the floor playing with her as the minutes ticked by.

Then an hour.

Then two.

Afternoon bled into evening, into night. Your little girl had played, had a nap, a snack, cuddles with Steve, dinner and now a bath and Trent had never showed.

It was only after you’d sent Steve off with her to read her a bedtime story when the phone rang.

You rolled your eyes, listening to the person on the other line and what they had to say.

Steve had just walked into the room, catching the tail end of your conversation. He’d been kind enough to not say a word about the absence of Trent, all day.

“Yeah, well do me a favor and tell him to fuck off. Oh and never to bother us again.”

You hung up the phone, maybe with a bit too much attitude as the receiver clanged into the phone rest.

“What was that about?” Steve asked, brows raised.

“That,” you sighed, “Was me being an idiot and you being right.”

He cocked his head, not following.

“That was a buddy of Trent’s. He met some girl and they’re currently on their way to Florida to take a cruise and swim with sharks or some shit. He told his buddy to let me know,” you shook your head, crossing your arms, sighing, “I should’ve known that he didn’t care about his kid. He never did. He just wanted to come around, pretend like he was the dad of the year and never show his face again. I told his friend to tell him not to bother us again. You were right, he doesn’t deserve to be in her life. Or mine. I don’t have time for childish shit like that.”

Steve pulled your arms apart, pulling you into his arms.

“I didn’t want to be right. In fact, I’m sorry. About everything. Him. Me fighting him. Getting into a fight with you. Walking away angry. Giving you the cold shoulder. I’m so, so sorry, Y/N.”

He closed his eyes, resting his chin on top of your head.

“I’m sorry for what I said. I never meant to hurt you,” you whispered into Steve’s chest.

“I have a confession to make,” he said, pulling back to look down into your face, “I was afraid I wasn’t a good enough father to her. Or boyfriend to you. I was afraid he’d take you both away from me.”

“That’s impossible. We love you and only you,” you chuckled, “You’re the best boyfriend and father to her, ever. Thank you for sticking up for us.”

He smiled, kissing you on the nose, then kissing you for real.

You whispered your next statement against his lips.

“You’re all we need, Steve.”

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A Small Kiss Goodnight

Summary: A stormy night with friends has an unexpected visitor.

Word count : 1315

Warnings : None

Types(?) : Fluff / y/n (female)

Notes: I'm going to keep saying I'm not a writer. And my spelling is crap. And my grammer blows. But this is just a fluffy little fluff fluff because well, Father Paul.

******

Could you call a group of less than six people a party? The loudness from the laughter and the music sure made it feel like one. Your head was reeling from a long day and never fully warming up.

You had on your thickest pair of tights, ones Erin had recommended as soon as you landed on the island when she had seen you shivering to the bone. Although your dress was long sleeved and heavy material, you craved just being in bed under your favorite quilt while listening to the waves crash outside. The small storm had made everyone a bit edgy though so you reluctantly agreed to gather at Erin’s with the others to pass some time. 

“You look so bored! Do you need more to drink?” Erin had snapped you back to reality with her words and mischievous grin.  

“Oh sorry! Yeah, I’ll go get a refill” You grabbed your cup and headed toward the kitchen. 

As you passed through one door, someone else was greeted through the front. Riley had noticed Father Paul walking down the road and decided to open the front door and call out to him. 

“Hey Father. What are you up to tonight?” Riley asked with a furrowed brow. 

Father Paul walked towards the porch. “Riley Flynn! I was just on a walk to clear my head and see if any damage had been done. Seems things have quieted down now.” He had walked up the steps to see Riley in the light of the open door. 

“Well please come in.” Riley stepped aside and gestured towards the living room. Two other  heads turned, both with equally friendly smiles back at the slightly damp priest as he made his way in. “We are just having a chill night” Riley continued, “When the storm picked up a bit ago, we decided to play a few card games and stay together in case the power went out. Do you want something to drink?” 

“I’d just take some water but can find the kitchen. If you don’t mind me wandering in your home that is Erin” Father Paul said to Erin. 

“No Father, not at all. It’s just back that way,” she gestured over her shoulder. “Y/N is actually back there. That’s if she hasn’t fallen asleep. Maybe you can check on her for me.” 

“Gladly.” Father Paul beamed his smile again and headed towards the kitchen. 

In a hushed tone once Father Paul was out of ear shot, Erin leaned over the table. “This should be interesting,” she said, flashing that mischievous grin again. 

“Why?” Riley asked.

Erin looked around, noticing the faces looking back at her seemed puzzled. “Don’t tell me you guys haven’t noticed?” Again she looked quickly from face to face. “Oh come on! Seriously? Those two have a thing, mark my words. I think it's sweet and innocent, but they seem to find each other wherever they go. They have been taking a lot of walks together and sitting with each other on Y/N’s porch.” 

“Yeah, but” Riley replied back, “he's the town priest. There could be a lot of reasons. Y/N keeps pretty much to herself. I mean…can he even do that?” 

“He is still a man after all” Hassan said back, matter of factly. “Doesn’t mean they are doing anything. But being told not to is different than choosing not to on your own.” 

***

You were bent down, resting on your legs, staring into the fridge. Who knows how long you were there. All you could tell was that you had gotten rapidly much colder. Your mind was half asleep as you had tried to decide if you should go harder with the booze or lighten it up. 

“Hello” It was warm and friendly and startled the ever loving hell out of you. 

You jumped up and screamed, “JESUS CHRIST”, before coming to your senses. “I’m so sorry Paul! You scared me. I think I was zoning out there.”

“It's quite alright. My fault.” He reached out a hand to help steady you. 

“What are you doing here?” You were surprised to see him out and about this late at night and now especially to be here. “You are just as cold as I am” His hand felt like ice. 

“I was taking a walk. The storm had died down and I couldn't sleep. Actually happens rather often lately.” You noticed he had a slight blush with the last of his words. “I won’t stay long. Seems like you all are having a nice time.” 

It would be silly to deny that your stomach had gotten butterflies when you stood and fully took in that he was standing there with you. Now the thought of him leaving made those butterflies come crashing down. 

You had become increasingly close to the priest over the last few months. You would occasionally attend mass with Erin, just when you felt like you wanted something to do, but weren't Catholic. 

Your friendship with Paul, you seemed to be the only one to not call him Father, was a pleasant one. It was starting to border now however on flirtatious. It was a dangerous game, one you knew had no real ending or goal. You were well aware of his vows to the church and his beliefs but that made it that more fun. Lately though your heart had developed a false hope of something more. 

It seemed Paul had watched all of your thoughts flash behind your once again zoned out eyes. You hadn’t noticed how close he gotten to you or the coldness of his hands on your cheeks. It was mid his bending slightly down and placing his lips carefully on yours, that you finally came to. Just before he pulled back you had managed to kiss him back. 

“I’m so sorry” Paul quickly but quietly said as he dropped his hands and stepped back. The look of shock on his face most likely matched the look on your own. 

“Please don’t say that” you just as quietly whispered back. “It takes it away and I want to keep it” You smiled up at him the softest, most beautiful smile he had seen on you yet. He couldn’t help but to return one at you. 

After clearing his throat he finally said in a normal tone, blinking a few times to clear his head, “I came back here for water” 

“Oh! Let me get you a cup” You grabbed a cup and turned to the sink to fill it, handing it to Paul once it was full. 

“I think I’m going to go. It’s not because of you,” you saw his face slightly change to concern, “I’m just dog tired and think I’ve hit my limit” you started to back up slightly to the door while he took a sip, looking at you over the cup. 

“Goodnight Y/N” he said with a small grin. 

“Goodnight Paul” you said with a larger one. 

You walked back to the living room. “I’m beat Erin. I’m so sorry but if I don’t go home now, you’ll have to carry me home in a bit and that wouldn’t be good for the baby” you smiled at her sympathetically. 

It was clear from Erin’s curious face and how she kept looking from you to someone behind you, that Father Paul had followed you to the living room to rejoin the rest of them. “You know you can crash here! You can go home in the morning” she said, still looking back at Father Paul like she was trying to keep a date going. 

“It’s alright. Everyone have a good night” You slipped on your boots and threw on your sweater. As you opened the front door, “Night Y/N” followed you from the group. Goodnight Paul you quietly said in your head once more, skipping down the front steps.

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hi coukd a i reuest james maguire x reader (preferreably m!reader but gn or f!reader is fine) where james and the reader tell the girls that there dting and they like already knew like if you understand what i mean you dont have to write this fof you dont want to thank you again for takingthe time to read this - :) anon

What A Surprise (James Maguire X Male!Reader)

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Summary: James and Y/n have been keeping their relationship a secret, not knowing how the girls will react. When they finally get the courage to tell their dear friends, their reaction is accepting, to say the least.

A/N: My first male reader!!! Ever since I’ve come out as genderfluid (btw I’m genderfluid lol) I’ve been wanting to do more stories with non-fem readers. I’ve wanted to see more non-fem readers with characters I like and I also wanted more experience with writing non-fem readers, so this kills 2 birds with one stone!

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“Hey, James! Come on in.” Y/n moved out of the way so James could come into the house. Y/n shouted out to the living room. “Mum, James is here. We’ll be in my room.”

“Okay, hun.” With that, the boys jogged upstairs and to Y/n’s bedroom. Y/n made sure the door was shut before turning to James.

“I’ve missed you.” James smiled, putting his hands on the other boy’s cheeks.

“I’ve missed you too, Handsome.” He then pulled him into a sweet kiss. Y/n and James had been dating in secret for the past two months. It was hard to see each other since James went to Our Lady Immaculate while Y/n went to Christian Brother Boys. Luckily, Y/n had been friends with the girls since before James came to Derry, so it was inevitable for them to meet.

“It’s so unfair that you have to go to the girls’ school,” Y/n mumbled as James leaned his forehead against his boyfriend’s. “It’s like I barely see you.”

“You see me all the time, Y/n.” James reasoned. 

“It’s not enough for me.”

“Besides, you know why I can’t go to the boys’ school.” Y/n sighed.

“I know. But then again, you being English makes this a bit hotter. Like a forbidden love kind of thing, we have to keep it even more of a secret.” James laughed.

“Speaking of forbidden love and secrets….” He trailed off, pulling away enough so he could see Y/n properly. “I think we should tell the girls. About us.”

“What?”

James’ hands trailed down from the boy’s face to his own hands. He pulled him to the bed so they could both sit down. He kept his grip on Y/n’s hands and tried to find the words to say.

“I think they’d support us. I mean, look at Clare. Yes, it was a little hard at first because of Erin, but after that got resolved, it was the same as before. We just saw a new side of her. I want them to see this side of us. They wouldn’t turn on us for dating.”

Y/n knew James was right but still scoffed.

“I think Michelle might. I can hear her now: ‘I can’t believe you’re settling for an English fella. It’s bad enough that it’s my cousin.’” James laughed at his boyfriend’s impression of his cousin.

“Okay, maybe. But I know deep down that she’d be happy for us.” Again, Y/n knew James was right.

“When did you want to tell them?”

“I’ll only tell them if you’re there and if you want to as well, Y/n.”

“I want to.” It was quiet but genuine. “How about tomorrow?”

“Are you okay with doing it that soon?” Y/n nodded. “Then we’ll do it tomorrow.”

Y/n stood up, groaning as he walked over to his nightstand. On the small table was a phone. Y/n mumbled something about being glad the weekend started tomorrow before he dialed the Quinn house.

“Hey, Erin.” Y/n and James stared at each other as he spoke into the phone. “What are you doing tomorrow? Oh, I just thought that we could all hang out. Yeah? Nice, see you tomorrow, Erin. Tell Orla I said hi.”

Y/n put the phone down on the receiver on flopped onto his bed. James laid down beside him.

“It’ll be okay, Y/n. No matter what.” James put a gentle kiss on his boyfriend’s forehead.

“I know.”

***

The following morning, James and Y/n woke up and regretted deciding to meet up with the girls. Not because they were scared, they were just tired and wanted to go back to sleep. But eventually, they got out of bed and got dressed.

“Is that my jumper?” James asked as he put a shirt on. He had left some clothes over at the L/n house so whenever he felt like escaping Michelle and his aunt, he wouldn’t have to go back in yesterday’s clothes.

“Yeah. Why? did you want to wear it?” Y/n started to pull it off, but James stopped him.

“No, just wondering. You look better in it anyway.”

“Maybe after this, I should just keep it.”

Saying goodbye to Y/n’s parents, the boys left and went to the Quinn’s house. They held hands along the way, nerves starting to course through them. It wasn’t that they were scared of rejection because they were two boys. It was because it was James and Y/n. James was Michelle’s cousin, and Y/n was like a brother to most of the girls.

When they reached the house, Y/n let go of James’ hand. He wiped his palms onto his boyfriend’s jumper to get rid of the sweat while James knocked on the door. It soon opened.

“I was starting to wonder when you’d be coming over.” Michelle rolled her eyes as she moved aside to let the boys in. “Everyone’s upstairs; we were all waiting for you.”

“Hello to you too, Michelle,” Y/n muttered as he jogged up the steps. As Michelle had said, everyone was up in Erin’s room, either sitting on her bed or on the floor. Michelle flopped on the bed while Y/n and James stood in the center of the room.

“So, what are we doing?” Erin asked, leaning against her headboard.

“Uh, we wanted to talk to you lot.” Y/n started, playing with his fingers.

“About what?”

“Well, you see….” Y/n looked to James for help. Seeing the look on his face, James took over for Y/n.

“I’m just gonna rip the bandaid off. We’re dating.” That caught everyone’s undivided attention quickly. “We have been for a few months.” The girls were silent, processing the information.

“Erin, you owe me a tenner.” Michelle was the first to speak, holding out her palm to the Quinn girl. She groaned and went around looking for her piggy bank.

“I’m sorry. What’s this about?” Y/n asked.

“We all knew you had something going on. So we made a bet to see how long it would take to get you to admit it.” Michelle shrugged as she pocketed the money Erin handed her.

“You bet on us?” James asked, somewhat offended.

“It was better than getting a job, James.”

Y/n laughed.

“And to think I was scared that you’d all flip.”

“Why would we?” Clare asked. Y/n sighed, leaning against James for support.

“I don’t know. I guess because we’re all so close. I thought you’d think it’d be weird.” He grabbed James’ hand, giving it a squeeze.

“Oh, boys, you have nothing to worry about!” Clare stood from the floor and brought the two into a comforting hug. The other girls soon joined in. The hug lasted for a few moments before everyone pulled away. Michelle stood in front of Y/n.

“If you hurt him, I’ll kill you, Y/n.” He laughed, though he knew that she was serious.

“I know, Michelle.” The girl moved to stand in front of James.

“If you hurt him, I’ll kill you even harder, James.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Michelle.” Even though he was talking to his cousin, he looked at Y/n the whole time. He gave his hand a squeeze.

Everything was indeed alright.

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can you do one where it’s the fine line show at the electric ballroom and you have just had a baby with Harry and it gets too loud and you have to leave and Harry gets really worried like where have you gone or…? angst & fluff please, thank you <33

gotta love a bit of baby dadrry content !! ;

After months of being in LA, Harry was finally back in the UK and was about to perform his newest album at the Electric Ballroom.

The atmosphere was so intense and crazy at the moment. Everyone was rushing around ready for Harry to be on stage in ten minutes time. He had been rehearsing all day and making sure everything was perfect for his first ‘Fine Line’ experience in the UK. Although this album was made in Japan, the UK always felt the most like home and he always enjoyed it most when he performed here.

So Harry was very excited for this show, yet he was also incredibly on edge. You had recently had a baby, only 2 months ago, and so it was very difficult with parenting at the moment. You and Harry both loved every damn second of being a parent, but with these shows it always got a bit hectic. You’d had to miss ‘Fine Line’ at the Forum because it was too much to handle, but now you felt like you could cope better. Harry was still just as nervous though.

“Promise me you’ll be okay?” Harry checked again, standing around backstage looking beautiful in his yellow suit. You said he looked like a banana and he agreed, saying he was the sexiest banana he knew.

Harry normally got changed and ready for his show as close to starting time as possible, to shove away the possibility of nerves if he was just standing around. Now, though, with baby Erin sat in his arms he got ready and hour before the show so he could spend as much time with his baby girl as possible. You had just finished feeding her and now Harry was burping her, not caring if his suit got ruined at this point. He loved his daughter too much to care about ruining designer suits anymore.

You smiled at Harry’s question, watching as he rocked your two month old daughter over his shoulder as she let out a few burps every once in a while. He had been worried all evening, not having experienced a show with the added pressure of his daughter being here yet. You were so excited to finally hear his new album and considering half the songs were about you, it was about time you heard them live.

“We’ll be fine, H. What’s the worst that could happen?” You asked rhetorically, earning a death glare from your husband himself.

“Oh don’t go down that route, Y/N.” Sarah chipped in, standing behind Harry as she made funny faces at your daughter.

“Yeah, he literally wrote a list of everything that could go wrong.” Mitch added, standing behind Sarah and smiling as her and Erin interacted. You knew he was thinking that it was only a matter of time before he would want to have kids with Sarah. Mitch was going to be such a cool dad.

“Harry, hun. We’re going to be okay.” You stressed, standing in front of him and cupping his cheek so he listened to you carefully. Sometimes his attention would be averted elsewhere, but whenever your skin touched his it was like all he could think about was you. It was your secret superpower.

“Just love y’both too much to see anything bad happen to you.” Harry pouted.

“We’ll be with all the rest of y’family the entire time and y’security guards too. We’re well protected, okay? I’ll protect Erin with m’life, you know that.” You swore, but you knew that Harry knew already because he felt exactly the same way. He would do anything for his daughter and anything for you, so it was no surprise when you said you felt exactly the same way.

“But who’ll protect you?” He asked, patting Erin’s back as she let out a small burp.

“Me.” You replied, proving that you were a strong woman and an even stronger mum.

“I trust you, flower. Just don’t trust everyone else. Just be careful, okay?”

“Promise.” Was all you replied and Harry was happy enough with your response that he dropped the conversation after that.

It took nearly five out of those final ten minutes to detach Harry from his daughter. He didn’t want to leave her and even more didn’t want to leave his little family. He didn’t realise how bad his separation anxiety was until he had to hand over Erin back to you and then kiss you both goodbye for the next two hours. You kissed him until he was satisfied that you’d be okay, Harry still having some overprotective doubts.

You were now stood in a pod with the rest of Harry’s family and yours, huddle away up high so you were away from pushing crowds. The place was completely packed and it looked like it was impossible to breathe downstairs by the stage. Erin was currently being cradled in your arms, her soft grey blanket draped over your shoulder in case she needed it urgently. Currently, she was looking up at you and trying to shove her tiny fists into her mouth.

“What’re y’doing hey? What y’doing y’cheeky monkey?” You asked Erin, full-well knowing she was never going to respond. She giggled as you used a free finger to tickle her sides. Her eyes were as green as her dad’s and they sparkled so bright when she laughed, it was the most precious sight ever.

“How’s the little squirt doing?” Your dad asked you, standing behind you to look over your shoulder at her.

“Actually behaving quite well, surprisingly.” You answered.

However, you spoke too soon.

As soon as Harry started the set, with the music blasting so loudly, Erin started crying. Even with heavy-duty soundproof headphones over her tiny ears, she could obviously still hear the noise and was very frustrated over it. She kept trying to pull the headphones off, to which you kept scolding her for. It was as if she could understand that you were getting frustrated with her, because she started wiggling a lot more and misbehaving unlike normal.

She was distributing the peace around everyone up in the booth and you felt really terrible, so you apologised to people as you made your way out of the booth and backstage. You found a quiet room and sat in there, trying to calm her down. She was still really wriggly and was just crying and crying, oblivious to her mum trying to calm her down and reassure her she was alright.

“Ssh ssh. Y’re okay y’little devil.” You chuckled as she started to calm down to the sound of you voice, instead of you just patting her back and shushing her. It was as if the sound of your voice was soothing and was another superpower you possessed. Supermom, you were.

Just as you got her to calm down a bit more, tears still built in her eyes and a soft pout to her face, the door to the room burst open and the last person you expected to see what your husband rush through them.

“Honey?” You asked, confused because you thought he was supposed to be on stage.

“What’s wrong? Is she okay? Are you okay?” Harry rushed, coming over to the sofa you were sat on and sitting very, very, close next to you.

He was slightly sweating and out of breathe, but you didn’t care. You liked having his presence so close and warm. He tucked one arm around your waist to keep you close to him and the other went straight to his daughters tiny fists. She caught one of his fingers with her fist and brought it to her mouth, trying to pretend to eat it. Harry always did this with her whenever she was upset, because for some magical reason it always calmed her down.

“She just got fussy when the music started and was constantly trying to take off her headphones.” You explained, neither of you looking at each other and instead just looking at the beautiful human that you’d both created.

“Oi, y’misbehaving for y’mum, trouble? Hey?” Harry rhetorically asked, watching as Erin continued to eat Harry’s finger contently. “Bloody devil y’are sometimes.”

You laughed and tilted your head to the side to rest upon Harry’s shoulder, since he was that close. You didn’t care that he was probably mid-show or mid-song, because you loved having him so close to you. You loved you family and you would never want to change any of this for anything. Harry’s head rested on top of yours shortly after and you both just spent the next few minutes admiring your daughter.

The peace was disturbed once again by a frantic Jeff entering the room, looking relieved to have found Harry.

“Look I know she’s cute an’ all, but H I really need you on stage bud.” Jeff stressed and Harry sighed, having to look away from his daughter to acknowledge his manager.

Harry looked back to you, as if silently asking whether you’d be okay. He wasn’t going to leave if you needed help or if you thought this was going to be too much for you to handle.

“I’ll get her down for a sleep and then m’dad can take her for a walk so I can come watch y’perform.” You explained to him, not wanting to ruin Harry’s evening, or yours, or even Erin’s. She was due to go to bed soon anyways, that’s probably partially the reason she was cranky too.

“Y’sure?”

“Yes. I want to come see you and my dad honestly will be glad to be anywhere but in a crowded room.” Your dad hated crowds and so was always looking for an excuse out of events like tonight, not meaning it in a malicious way at all.

“Alright. I love you so much.” He leant in to kiss your lips after you’d returned your expression of his much you loved him too. His lips were soft and slightly salty from the sweat, but you kissed him with so much passion nonetheless. Finally he pulled away, after turning your lips slightly swollen, and turned to his daughter. “And I love you very much too, m’beauty.”

And it was moments like that where you were struck with realisation that this was your perfect life and they were your perfect little family.