#I told my dad what happened and he said well are you suprised

[daffodilsfortomorrow]

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[thealtoduck]

My Little Love

Selina Kyle x Son!Reader

Bruce Wayne x Son!Reader

Warnings: Fluff…

BatCat!Bro Masterlist

Summary: Bruce finds out you snuck out again alone at night and decides to follow you…

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Bruce had just finished up his patrolling for the night when he got a call from Alfred. ”Master Bruce, you wouldn’t happen to know Master Y/n’s wherabouts?” He questioned. ”I thought he was at home, didn’t he say he’d be studying” Bruce said.

”Apparently not, his window was open and we suspect he snuck out again” Alfred explained. Bruce let out an annoyed huff and said ”Track his phone and send me the location”. Bruce made his way to the Batmobile as Alfred sent him the data.

Your location showed on the Batmobile’s map, you were inside a bus and it was moving, Bruce started the car and drove to follow you. The map showed you were on a bridge leading out of Gotham, Bruce wondered what you wee up too. He sped up the car and drove towards the bridge.

After driving for a while he saw your icon had stopped on the map, it had stopped next to an old gas station. Meaning you must’ve gotten off the bus there. Soon Bruce arrived and parked the Batmobile in the gas station parking and got out, you were nowhere in sight.

He walked around the corner of the closed station where he found you, leaning against a wall, back turned to him. Bruce silently made his way behind you and placed a hand on your shoulder. You suddenly turned around with a balled up fist, punching Bruce in his armoured chest.

Which was a mistake on your part. You let out a small wince in pain. ”Don’t sneak up on me, Bruce” you said annoyed rubbing your now bruised fist. ”What are you doing out here?” Bruce questioned plainly. ”None of your business, now go home” you told him.

”I thought Dick talked to you about the whole sneaking out thing” Bruce said. ”I didn’t ”sneak out”, i just left without telling anyone and i had a good reason too” you defended yourself. ”What do you mean, you ”had a good reason too”?” Bruce asked. ”Like i said it’s ”none of your business” now go, i’m waiting for someone” you said looking around. ”Who?” Bruce questioned.

”I think he’s looking for me” a familiar voice spoke up from behind Bruce.

Bruce turned around and was met with Selina, you immediately ran past Bruce and in to your mother’s arms, as you were wrapped in a tight hug. ”Hi, my little kitten” Selina said lovingly in your embrace. ”Selina?” Bruce said suprised.

”Hi Bruce, it’s been a while” she greeted. You and your mom spent about an hour catching up on what the other had been up to, since you moved in with Bruce and the others and since she went on the run. Bruce stood silently and listened, not wanting to interrupt knowing how much you had missed your mom.

”Are you coming home soon?” you asked her hopefully. ”Not yet, they’re still on my tail but as soon as i can, you’ll be first to know, okay?” she explained. ”Okay” you uttered disappointed. ”Y/n, can you give me a moment to speak with your dad?” she asked. ”Sure” you said walking towards the parking lot of the gas station.

”You know, i’ve missed you too, Bruce” Selina said giving him a kiss on the cheek. ”I’ve missed you too, Silena” Bruce said warmly. ”So, how has he been behaving?” Selina asked referring to you. Bruce gave a slight smile and started ”Well…”.

”He’s secretive and tough, he steals from his siblings, he sneaks out without telling anyone, gets in to fights at school and somehow has decided he thinks Black Canary is cooler than me” Bruce explained. ”That’s my boy” Selina said proudly and quickly added ”Our boy”. Bruce smiled turned slightly saddened. ”I think he sees himself mostly as your boy” he said.

”That’s my fault” Selina admitted and continued ”I should’ve introduced him to you sooner and let him get to know his father before just leaving, but he loves you, i can tell”. ”How?” Bruce questioned. ”Otherwise he’d sneak out and not come back” Selina explained.

She and Bruce then walked up to you waiting on the gas station. ”I’ll need to get going soon, Bruce, can you go wait in the car” she said and walked towards you. Selina grabbed you and pulled you in to another tight hug. She then said softly ”Look Y/n, you need learn to trust your dad, i know he’s been gone for 13 years of your life and that was a bad choice on my part”.

”Don’t hold it against him that he wasn’t there for you, okay?” she finished and you nodded. ”Now run along your dad is waiting” she said and put her biking helmet on. She then started her bike and drove off. You went back to the Batmobile and sat down in the passenger seat.

”Sorry, i snuck out again, B-… Dad” you said, the word dad feeling strange in your mouth. ”It’s okay, Y/n, it was ”none of my business” after all” Bruce said jokingly and started the drive home. By the time you two got back to the manor you had fallen asleep resting your head against your dad’s shoulder.

[chrissdollie]

I have a request if you are interested? :)

A teen!dad jess. He has a best friend from New York (she can have a name or it can be Y/N, you can choose) (they are endgame, jess never had feelings for Rory but she has feelings for Jess, it won't go anywhere) Jess and his best friend have a kid, they co-parent (whether they are dating already or in the future is up to you) Jess gets sent to Stars Hallow, she ends up moving to stars Hallow to, to be close to Jess and so their kid can be with him too (she is emancipated, plus Jess knows she's coming because they keep in contact) if anyone reading this would like to turn this into an actual story, I'm totally down for reading it :) if you choose this request, I look forward to reading it. Thank you!!

hi noonie!! this is my first requests omg wowowow i think this is a great idea! im sorry if its kinda sloppy and not how u wanted! but i hope u enjoyy ! wc: 1.7k also i saw how you said that jess knew she was coming, but whats more fun than a suprise? ;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As your best friend grabbed his bag and walked towards you and your one-year-old son, you forced yourself to keep your composure. You didn't know how you were going to okay without him. You'll still see him when he comes back to visit for holidays and such, but it won't be the same. You didn't want Jess to leave and neither did he, but he had no choice. He walked over to you and S/N. Reaching out for his father, S/N cooed and Jess took him from you. Jess held him preciously like it would be the last time. "Be good for your mom kid." He kissed his head.

He put down S/N into his crib before walking over to you and grabbed both of your hands. "I'm going to call you twice a day. Morning and night, okay? If there's anything you need, I'm there for you." He explained clearly. You nodded your head as you chewed on your lip, unable to form words. You wrapped your arms around his neck in a tight hug. Jess Mariano was your best friend. Having S/N was an accident, but you and Jess both believed that everything happens for a reason, so you kept him. And neither of you regret it. Your relationship is a little odd, but you love him nonetheless. You pulled away and kissed his cheek. "You'll be okay." You whispered, wiping a tear from your cheek. "And so will you, Y/N. You're the strongest person I know." You smiled softly at his words and gave him a picture of the three of you. He grinned and held it tightly. "Don't miss your bus, buddy." You joked. He ruffled your hair and waved goodbye.

A year later, you still feel the same as you did before. You know, the same day the two of you created a child, the same day you gave birth, and the same day he left. And you were panicking. "Oh, S/N, I'm so excited!" You jumped around making S/N giggle. He bounced along with you. "But I'm nervous too. What if he found someone else?" Then you gasped. "What if he cut all of his hair off?" You exaggerated just to see S/N's goofy smile. "This isn't about me though. This is all for you!" You tickled him (ugh, he's so darn cute). You grabbed your luggage, held S/N on your hip, and left the apartment. Stars Hollow was a cute name, you had to admit. You were thrilled to live in a small town! When you arrived, you stepped off the bus and looked around. Just as you imagined, it looked great! But maybe you should’ve told Jess you decided to be spontaneous and move to Connecticut. On the other hand, Jess could be on the verge of dying from boredom, so a surprise is the perfect thing to cheer him up.

“Thoughts, S/N?” You asked, clenching your hand into a fist as a pretend mic to his mouth. Your adorable son stared at you with his gorgeous eyes. Damn he looks just like his mother. Kidding, he’s an exact replica of Jess. Anywho, you accepted his answer and began to explore.

45 minutes later, you realized that you didn’t plan this out well enough like you thought. Even after talking to Jess everyday on the phone for an entire year, you didn’t know where exactly he was located. Fortunately, you took notice that people often went into a cute little diner called “William’s Hardware Store”, so you followed the crowd into the diner a little bit confused because this didn’t look like a hardware store. You walked in and almost immediately, people started turning to look at you. But atleast S/N enjoyed the attention.

You cleared your throat awkwardly and walked over to the stools at the counter and sat next to a girl around your age. You placed S/N in your lap and took in your surroundings. The girl you were sat next to turned around and gave you a bright grin. “Hi! You’re the new girl, aren’t you?” Her voice was sweet like candy (in the best way possible). “That I am! I’m Y/N. And this dude here is S/N.” You grabbed his hand making him give a little wave. She giggled. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Y/N. And you too, S/N.” She tickled his belly quickly and perked up to you. “I’m Rory!”

You looked to where a boy was coming out of a hidden room and THERE HE WAS IRJAHDJWHS

Thank goodness he didn’t cut all of his hair off. You suddenly felt butterflies in your stomach, which you hated. Rory turned to face where you were looking and scoffed. But he was right out the door as quickly as he came. “Not the best of friends?” You asked, jokingly. “Jess? It's.. kind of weird right now. But yeah, no.” She informed you. You nodded. Weird? Like romantic weird?

“Hey, what can I get you?”

You turned away from Rory and looked in front of you. This looks EXACTLY like who Jess explained to be his uncle, Luke. You remember seeing a sign saying “Luke’s” bellow the hardware store sign. Backwards baseball cap, plaid shirt, scruffy facial hair, this must be him. “This is Luke, Y/N. Luke, Y/N just moved here from.. where?” Rory introduced and then turned to you. “New York.” You replied. “Oh, welcome. What part? My nephew Jess is from New York also.” Luke smiled. “Same as him.” You responded. Rory and Luke looked confused and you felt awkward again. Not the right choice of words.

That was until Luke’s face changed from “what is she talking about?” to “ohhh THAT Y/N!” You're glad you didn't have to explain.

“Y/N! It’s great to meet you! How are you? Is this S/N?” Luke looked below to see S/N’s cute lil chubby face. “Yup, this is him!” You held S/N up higher so Luke could see him better. “Wait you know Jess?” Rory asked. “Father of my kid. It wasn’t planned, but things happen, you know? Anyway, he’s my best friend. We’ve know each other since childhood, actually.” You explained. “Wow, this is amazing! So- so you live here now?” Before you could answer Luke, he rushed up and walked to a phone, dialing a number. “I'm gonna get him to come back right now, don't worry."

“Oh, uh. Well sure, I suppose.” You muttered. “Um, well I have to go home to my mom, but it was great meeting you! See you around!” Rory waved goodbye and left. You mentally smacked yourself on the forehead. You were never good at first impressions, EVER. Just a few seconds after Rory left, the door opened again to reveal a sweaty Jess with a panicked expression. “Where’s the fire? Why’s everyone so calm?” He ran over to Luke. “Here, lemme show you.” Luke placed his hand on Jess’ shoulder and guided him to your seat. You fixed your hair as quickly as possible.

Jess stood and stared. “Wh-What are you doing here?” He brightly smiled. He looked down at S/N, who stared into his eyes. He took him from you and rocked him slowly. “Hey, kid.” Jess kissed S/N’s head. “Hi, Jess.” You spoke shyly.

He then turned his attention back to you. “Hey,” He gazed. You stood up quickly and wrapped your arms around him. Luke took S/N from Jess so he could hug you back fully. “I can’t believe you’re here.” He whispered in your neck. “I missed you.” You told him, pulling away. Although Jess always had trouble expressing his feelings into words, it was a little tense when he didn’t respond back to you.

Luke awkwardly turned to you. “Sorry, Y/N, I gotta get back to work.” He apologized, giving S/N back to you. “It was nice meeting you.” You smiled. He winked and walked back to the kitchen.

"Sooo, how have you been?" You asked, trying to start a conversation while bouncing S/N in your lap. "I've been alright." He put his hands in his pockets and began to speak when a blond chick wrapped her arms around him. "Hey. Where were you? I thought we were gonna go to my place." She prodded. She then turned to face you. "Aw, cute baby."

Of course he had a girlfriend. He was always cool and popular in school, so why wouldn't he be here? You were terribly mistaken to think otherwise. But now you felt a weird pit in your stomach. This was a bad move. You shouldn't have come here. But no, your son needs his father. So, you decide to be brave for S/N.

"Can we do this later?" He mumbled to her. "So you expect me to be okay with this? Ugh, what's the matter with you?" She stormed out of the diner before Jess could respond (not that he wanted to). "Trouble in paradise?" You questioned wholeheartedly. Although you were disappointed, you weren't going let this get in the way of your friendship. He scoffed. "Shane is definitely not my paradise. Look," He got serious for a moment and sat down on a stool next to you. "I'm happy you're here. Really, I am! But you came at a bad time." He told you. "Love triangle?" You joked, thinking back to how Rory said things were weird between them two. "How'd you know?" Jess' eyebrows furrowed. Oh. "Lucky guess." You shrugged. Well, this can't get any better can it? "It was nice seeing you. I should go start unpacking though." You stood up and switched S/N to your other hip. "Listen, let me get things sorted out and I promise I will be with you." He grabbed your hand. "Sorted out? Jess, you shouldn't feel forced to be with me. It's okay, I promise." You tried to reason with him. Why did he make it seem like he had no other option but you? Clearly he has choices.

"No, no. I need to be with you. Remember a few weeks ago when I told you I was gonna go back home?" He asked. You nodded. "That's because I wanted to be with you and my son. But you stopped me and I listened. So, now you're here and I'm gonna be the best damn father I can, alright?" He let go of your hand and ran behind the curtain. All of a sudden, S/N began to cry.

a/n: i'm gonna do a part two dont worryy! im just tired rn but i will try and draft something later tonight and maybe post it tmr xx this was a little hard for me to write since jess would be more mature as a father (atleast i think so) and he wasnt alone like in the show yk? but i had fun nonetheless :)

[starlightshadowsworld]

Bsd except Francis adopted Atsushi. It was originally for Fyodor's plans and his own to find the book.

But as time went on Francis grew to care for Atsushi as his son.

The day he fled with Atsushi and disbanded the Guild was the day Francis saw what Shibusawa was doing to Atsushi.

Atsushi spent the next years growing up in a modest cottage on the outskirts of Yokohama. It was sometimes lonely but his parents were always around and Atsushi loved them dearly.

Zelda was very protective over Atsushi. He was her sweet boy, her light in the darkness. She taught him how to play piano, how to map out stars.

Her darling daughter was everything to her and so is her dear son.

Francis adored him, he taught him how to shoot and self defence. He encouraged Atsushi's love of reading and always bought him a treat whenever they went out.

Both of them were concerned about Atsushi getting a job at the Agency. Especially after hearing how he met Dazai.

Money wasn't an issue of course but both agreed Atsushi couldn't stay inside with them forever. And he really wanted to join the Agency.

Learning about the Presidents ability definitely helped. Prior to that Atsushi spent full moons in a large old barn with his father nearby.

Things went okay for a while, Atsushi was happy and visted home often. Telling his parents about his friends and his adventures.

And while, they were concerned at times they were happy for him. That was until news Atsushi had a bounty came out and it was set by the Guild.

Now Atsushi knew about the Guild. Francis had told his son everything after they left. Even the original reason for his adoption, feeling nothing but guilt and remorse.

To his suprise Atsushi just hugged him and said he was glad because now he knew for sure his dad really cared about him. He hugged him back "I do, I always will."

So news his old organisation was trying to kidnapp his son angered Francis immensely. And hell hath no fury like Zelda Fitzgerald, Francis she was going to kill Fyodor herself.

What a woman.

Atsushi was terrified and his parents reassured him no one was going to dare take him from them.

Francis decides to meet with Fukuzawa, knowing the Agency are investigating this and wanting to help any way he can.

"Apologies, but given this concerns one of our members I'd prefer if everyone was present. Is that alright with you?" Asked Fukuzawa and Francis nodded, taking a seat.

"Of course, it's good to know my son has made such good friends."

"Wait this is about your son?" Asked Dazai making Kunikida sigh loudly. "Dazai, did you not listen to me earlier?!" Dazai grinned widely "nope."

Before Kunikida strangle him, Francis snorted and both turned their attention to him. "So you're Dazai, that definitely explains a lot. And you must be Kunikida."

He went and pointed out each member, correctly identifying them from his sons descriptions. And well, he'd met Kyouka a few times because Atsushi bought her over for dinner.

She waved at him and he waved back.

"And I leave the best for last, my dear boy Atsushi." Atsushi ducked his head "daaaaddd not infront of my friends." But they both knew he didn't mean it.

"Ohhh do you're Atsushi's father" Said Dazai as Kunikida facepalmed. "That I am and proud to be" Said Fitzgerald before becoming serious. "The organisation known as the Guild was one I lead for a number of years."

He told his story, how he went in search of a guide only to find a child. One that wormed his way into his heart and how he'd fled with him.

"I dont know Fyodor's plans, but whoevers running the Guild now is definitely working with him. His organisation is the Rats in the House of Dead."

Kunikida was writing this all down. "Does anyone in your previous organisation keep in contact with you?"

"There's Alcott, Poe as well." At that Ranpo looked up, curious. "That wouldn't happen to be acclaimed author, Edgar Allan Poe would it?"

Francis nodded, suprised he figured it out. "Friend of yours?" Ranpo smirked "something like that."

The meeting soon came to a close, everyone promising to keep Atsushi safe and Francis hugged him goodbye. "He's in good hands" Said Fukuzawa when it was just them.

Francis nodded "I know, I just..." He watches Atsushi smile and laugh with his friends. "I lost one child, I can't bare to lose another."

"And you won't" Said Fukuzawa, something about that made Francis believe him. "If you find the bastard know my wife has dibs on clubbing him in the head."

Fukuzawa chuckled "I'll remember that."

Elsewhere Atsushi shows his friends a picture of him and his parents.

"... So Atsushi are you in need of another father?" Asked Dazai with a smirk. Atsushi beat Kunikida to the punch and shook his mentor fiercely.

"Dazai if you ever ask my mum to commit double suicide with you. I will burn your signed copy of the complete guide to suicide."

"Ah! Not my darling, alright alright I won't."

[melanieph321]

and more related to the reader being Brazilian and presenting a little about her culture and without the impediment of communication with the reader's parents (Rúben nervous about meeting the reader's parents for the first time)

Thank you for your patience with me. 😅

Ruben Dias x Reader - No Son of Mine

Enjoy!

The first nights in Brazil were spent in hotels. You wanted to show Ruben around the sights, like the beach and other popular tourist attractions. It was his first time visiting your home country so you wanted to make it special.

Eventually you guys arrived in São Paulo, the city where you grew up. The city where all of your family and friends lived.

"She's home!" Your mother shouted as the car you were renting pulled up to your childhood home.

"Finally God has brought you back to us." She rushed down the driveway to give you a rib crushing hug.

"Mamãe." You groaned. Behind her the rest of the family spilled out of the house, your siblings, cousins, aunties and uncles. All had been awaiting your arrival.

"Y/N!"

"Look how skinny she has become."

"What are they feeding you in England?"

"Fish and chips." Your uncle joked.

"Pai! Come here and look how pale your daughter has become."

People were pinching your cheeks, pulling your dress and making you twirl around to get a better look at you.

"Guys, please."

You hadn't even gotten the chance to introduce them to Ruben yet. There was no need however, your family discovered him for themselves as he came up the driveway carrying all of your luggage.

"Oh my." Your mother gasped.

"Look at those arms." One of your aunties commented. "So strong, so full of veins."

Your sisters were no different.  "He's cute, no?"

"Stop it." You hushed.

Ruben certainly made a good impression with the females of your family. The men however, perked up their chests like male gorillas.

"Do you need helped with those?" Your dad said, clearing his throat to make his voice sound deeper.

Ruben shook his head. "No sir. But thank you."

"No. Thank you." Your auntie smiled, eyeing Ruben up and down as he went passed them with the bags.

You rolled your eyes, hooking your arm with Rubens. "Guys this is Ruben , my fiance."

"Fiance?" They frowned.

You had yet told them about Rubens proposal last month. This was one reason for your visit to Brazil.

"When did this happen?" Your mother said, taking your hand so she could get a better look at the ring. Your family gathered like chickens, gasping at the sight of the diamond ring.

"Last month." You smiled.

"And you told us nothing?" Your dad pushed through everyone to get to you, displaying a look disapointment.

"Well I wanted it to be a suprise."

"Normally a man asks the father for permission before proposing to his daughter." Your dad turned to Ruben.

"Pai!" 

He stepped up to Ruben in a way that made everyone nervous.

"What? It's a holy tradition, no?"

"Yes for us Pai." Your sisters help defend. "Ruben is not from Brazil."

"But he is Portuguese, no?"

"Here we go again." You sighed. Ever since your family found out that Ruben was Portuguese their view of him changed a bit. Especially your dad's view, since he has always been very in touch with his cultural roots and a preacher of how the white man took everything from our ancestors. Even when you were still a young girl he would say, "If you ever marry a Brazilian he better be as black as you."

"Pai?" Your mother came through to stop the commotion. "Stop this. We haven't seen our daughter in three years. This is not how we should welcome her and her beautiful husband to be."

Your dad groaned in response, but quickly came to his senses, seeing the hurt in your eyes.

"Y/N." He sighed. "You're mother is right, forgive me?"

"It's not me you should be apologizing too." You said, cuddling up to Ruben. He held an arm around your shoulders.

The whole family anticipated your father's next words. He still looked skeptically at Ruben.

"Do you have a job, son?"

"Yes sir." Ruben nodded.

"A house?"

"Two actually. One in England and one in Portugal. If you don't count the apprement we live in Manchester and the summerhouse in Spain, then I have four."

Your family nodded impressed, everyone but your father.

"Can you cook?" He said, continuing the live interrogation.

"I know a few dishes."

"Can you clean?"

"Of course."

"Dad stop this." You sighed.

He raised his hand "Just one final question."

"Shoot." Ruben said.

Your dad chuckled.  "It's funny you would say that. Can you play football? Because no son in law of mine shall step foot in my house without knowing how to use them."

Ruben shifted to you. His expression unsure.

"I haven't told them." You smiled.

"Told us what?" Your dad hissed.

"Pai, Ruben is a professional football player. He plays for Manchester City in the Premier League."

"My son." Your dad grinned, pulling Ruben in for a hug.

Everyone laughed, including you.

"I guess he's welcome to the family then?" You asked.

"Yes." He said, patting Rubens back. "He is very welcome."

[jenxsaiv]

[One shot] drunk talk - JJ Maybank

PAIRING: jj Maybank x fem!reader

SUMMARY: you are helping your ex best friend and enemy, JJ when he is drunk

WARNINGS: alcohol, language, family issues

A/N: so this is a typical enemies to friends (and lovers in the future) romantic trope. I hope you guys will enjoy it. Also english is not my first language so im sorry for my mistakes.

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The beach at 1 am was different. There was so quiet. The only thing what you could hear was the ocean. You loved sitting at the beach at night. It was a perfect time for thinking about everything what happened.

You were a kook. And yeah everybody thought you had an easy life. But it wasn't true. Your parents had money only because they were hard working. They spend the whole day in theirs work. After came back they pretend to care about you. Your parents literally thought only about money. They tried to have a control under you. But you were smart. You realized it before. For your whole life you were alone. You didn't have a lot of friends. Your parents doesn't support you at all.

So you spend every single summer day alone. Sometimes you went to other city, sometimes you were surfering and sometimes you just stayed in your room. But it doesn't matter. You did it all alone. You had a brother but he studied in Chicago. Well your brother was also not very nice. He screamed at you a lot. Actually there was a few times when he hurted you.

At last no one knew about it. You always kept it to yourself. You family was kinda popular in your city. Everybody thought you were perfect family.

Spending nights at the beach was something which helped you a lot. Looking at the moon while listening to the ocean was like therapy for you. No one knew about it.

You sat on the sand. Even it was 2 am, the weather was nice. Fresh air was something what you needed. After more then 1 hours you decided to go home. Everything was normal until you saw someone laying on the beach. That person was definitely a boy around your age. You came closer to him. His blond hair were covered his eyes but you knew him.

It was a JJ Maybank. The most adventurous pogue which you knew. Your enemy. When you were kids you were friends. But then he realized you were a kook and he was a pogue. And the sick rule here didn't allow him to being friends with you. So he decided to stopped talking to you. But you were 7 and didn't get it at all. Sometimes when he saw you at the beach he just stared at you till you saw him. He never told you he missed you. Instead of this he was mean to you. So you decided to ignore him.

But in that moment he was sleeping. He definitely was drunk because he smelt like whiskey. You touched him arm to woke up him but it doesn't work.

"JJ you dumbass wake up" you said but he didnt heard it. Well the only idea which you had was hit your enemy He was strong so it wasn't gonna hurt him. So as you thought, you did it. It worked because he opened eyes

"JJ are you stupid or what? " You asked him. He was suprised to see you but smiled.

"Y/n what are you doing here? I thought you don't like me anymore" He answered to your question without actually answering.

"Yeah I don't like you because you acted like totally jerk but right know you are laying on the beach at 2am being drunk as fuck" You said it to him. He had s problem with alcohol and you knew it. Everybody here knew it. But he wasn't your friend anymore so you couldn't do anything with it. Everytime when you saw him with his friends getting high and drunk you were sorry. He was special. You were kids but even that you knew his second face. The true face. You helped him to hide from his dad. He slept in your house without permission so many times.

"Its nice to see you again y/n" He whispered to you. After it he standed up and was trying to go somewhere but it doesn't work because he was already high.

"And where are you going?" You asked him while looking at him. He was funny. He had problem with catching the balance. He didn't answer you because he almost fell on you. And at the end you had to kept him.

"Is your dad at home? " You again asked him. You knew how his dad treated him. You never like it. He was just a piece of shit.

"No" he laughed. It was a good news for you. JJ was so drunk and he needed sleep. If his dad was in home it could end bad. Thank god Maybank lived closed to the beach and you were in his house faster then you thought.

You put JJ on his bed and went for some water. His house doesn't change a lot. You knew where was a kitchen. You actually knew his house well.

"So here you have a water. I'm going to my house right now and you must go to sleep." You told him. It was the first time since almost 10 year when you talked with him. It was felt different. He changed a lot. He grown up.

"Y/n i didn't meant it." He whispered to you.

"What are you talking about?" You asked. You weren't sure if he was serious or its just s drunk talk

"I didn't want to left you. I thought we were be still friends. I still like you pretty girl" He looked at your eyes. He was sorry. You didn't expected to hear something like that today.

"It hurts so much. Yeah I have friends right now but when I see you, all the memories come back. I think almost every day how much different it would be looks like if we will be still friends." Yeah he told it. He told everything what you had in your mind. It was kinda nice to heard that your ex best friend misses you.

"JJ you ruined us"

"Y/n I know. I hate it. I really didn't what to do it. I want to be with you again. You are a kook and I am a pogue but I don't care about it" He sound honest. That was a shook for you. You never expected to heard things like that from him.

"You are drunk right know. If you will remember these things tomorrow, I think we should talk about it but as sobers." You told him and left his house. Todays night was the most crazy night ever. You didn't know what you should do.

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) Kp X Fantasy in "Tale of the Merman Island"

At night of the Prom in The Small town of Middleton, Saphira Looked at the Video's and Pictures of Ron..Kim, And Bonnie making love..and comments and spoke ill about Saphira and her 4 dead Unborn babies...Saphira was Pretty enrage, She turns to Ron and gives him a "Is this true?" look of her face...Ron was frigthen and he knew he was caught and he's going to be in the world of trouble if he Doesn't Speak to her right now..and then he  said,

Ron: "S-s-saph...this isn't what it Looks like!"

Saphira: "Is this true? are you Planning to Steal my money..and Mocked Your Own dead "Flesh and blood"...and Plan to make a "Whore house!?" What Kind Of Fool Do you think I am!? Is This Some Kind Of a Sick Joke!?"

Saphira was Enrage by His Horrible Actions, Then..She Planted a Huge Smack on the Right Side of the face and Spitting Harshful Words like venom onto his face telling him that He is nothing more than a Sorry excuse of a Man, Father, and a Boyfriend who Doesn't treat Women With a Serious Respect..When She and Him got home with her hand yanked onto his ears..while her tails got kims and Bonnies ears yanked as well...as their parents waiting in the Kitchen With their Furious look of their faces when they Found out about What Ron, kim and Bonnie had Done to saphira all this time..eve the Disappearance...and then Ron's Dad said,

Mr. Stoppable:"RONALD STOPPABLE! I can't believe what I've been hearing and Watching this video...How Could you Do this to a good Woman Like saphira!? What were you thinking!? Cheating on her with those two harlots!"

Mr. Possible:" I am ashamed that My Own Daughter who would Do such thing by Stealing a bestfriends boyfriend Like this! How Could you!? friends shouldn't Do this! Friends can share anything...but Not a Boyfriend Nor a Husband Period!"

Mr. Rockweller:"Me too man!, Bonnie! I can't believe you got involved with a Murder of saphira's children! I can't believe that You and those two are nothing but a baby killer! your not worthy to be a mother at all, Not what you have done to saph!"

Ron: "B-b-but dad i-"

Mr. Stoppable: "SHUT IT SON!! Your mother and I didn't raise you to be like Some Gold digging, baby killing manwhore in this family! and I don't know what went wrong on us! But this is far Enough! Son! after you graduate! Your going to Pay This Good Woman a Compensation! Along with your two Whores now, I don't fucking care how long are you going to get a job or so! I expect you to pay her 50,0000$ each from ya'll, and I don't want to hear it! you put saphira through for too damn long! and after that..I brought the apartment..so you can pay ya'lls rent for this, as Punishment..for your Sins!"

Ron was shocked..and he begged saphira Forgiveness..but she doesn't...She told him that it's over and didn't want anything to do with him unless he pays compensation by transfer to Saphira's Bank account...then after graduate..She kicked ron out of her home..and Move into Somewhere Far away from Middleton, trying To start Fresh with her life..Her Home is Near by the Ocean but from weeks turns to Months..Saphira was Fell into a despair until She began to Sailing it smoothly..she still sadden..When suddenly..the Storm came in as the Huge wave crashed onto her boat and She was washed away...but She landed on the shore of the strange island and then..One morning..She woke up with a Mystery Island..She gets up and began to exploring the Part of the jungle...until she saw the lagoon of Mermens and mermaids...she was suprised about...and she hides and watched and observe..until Something happens..when...

[sonicasura]

Mega Man Star Force/ Digimon Crossover

What A Deal!

It had been about a whole day since Geo met Sleuth/Tamer and the young Stelar was uncertain if the 2 would ever cross paths again. Though it seemed fate had other plans because Geo did end up meeting Sleuth/Tamer about a day after there intial meeting.

Geo had just decided too make a small detour towards the Big Wave Battle Cards Shop. Geo had gotten a couple of duplicate battle cards from a virus battle lesson he had at home from the education program. The battle cards were just a couple of copys of the Cannon card and not wanting to have folder just full of Cannon cards, decided to trade them in at the Big Wave. Geo didn't think anything interesting would happen, just trade in the cards for another card and then head back home, simple. However imagine his surprise when he walked into Big Wave too see Sleuth/Tamer, the same kid he met about a day ago. Sleuth/Tamer was just chatting too the Shop Keeper, a boy in his late teens called Ken Suther.

Sleuth/Tamer: Ken I already told you the 40 Zenny you gave me was more than enough of a great reward.

Ken: Naw little dude, you saved my bacon by gettin' that Battle Card data back I gotta give ya somethin' else and no amount of no's will make me not want too give an actual gift.

Geo was definitely surprised and his surprise didn't go unnoticed as the Store's door let out a small ding causing both Sleuth/Tamer and Ken too look over.

Sleuth/Tamer: Geo! Wow nice too see again and so soon too, talk about a small world huh.

Geo: Oh a ya, it is definitely a suprise too see you again... oh also thank you for the coin... I uh really do like it...

Sleuth/Tamer: No problem, and like I said the Coin is a gift for telling all about Vista Point. I lookin' forward to go Star Gazing soon, definitely going to one cool night.

Geo: Ya, there are a lot of constellations that can be seen from Vista Point, like Draco and Boötes are 2 constellations that are easy too spot at the Vista, along....with...

It was at this point Geo noticed both Sleuth/Tamer and the Shopkeeper starring at Geo as he spoke.

Geo: Oh um sorry! I got a bit carried away there...sorry for going on fo-

Sleuth/Tamer: Geo everythings cool, I actually was getting pretty invested in what you were saying, plus you know all the cool constellations and I wanted too know more anyway, so you can keep on talking if you want!

Ken: Ya little dude, you got me hooked when you started talking about gnarly constellations and stuff. I never really knew about the all those Stars or even what there called, that you can see over at Vista Point. That definitely is going on my list of things too do, little dude!

That praise and interest had Geo flustered as beside his Mom, Dad, and Uncle, he never really knew anyone that took an interest in the Stars like him.

Ken: Well since your here I assume you want too pick up a few cards or browse around a bit. If you need anything from me just give a holler and I will be right there!

Geo just let out a simple yup and would have gone too the machine if Ken didn't say something too Sleuth/Tamer that immediately caught Geo's interest.

Ken: Now as I was sayin' you tracked down and beat up that virus swarm that took all those rare battle cards data, I gotta give you somethin' else and just a small cash reward!

Geo: Wait you went after a swarm of viruses and beat up all them?!

Geo didn't realize that he had spoken out loud, until again both of them turned there head too Geo. This definitely embarressed Geo but all that went away when Geo saw both Ken and Sleuth/Tamer still had smiles that could put the sun too shame with how bright they were.

Ken: You betcha, this little dude is one Akaw battler!

The word "Akaw" threw Geo off and Ken noticed as he immediately explained.

Ken: Hehe sorry about confusen' you Geo. Akaw is a Surfer's term it just means awesome or cool. Anyway ya, yesterday a swarm of virus came through like a storm and ended up breaking through the fire wall that was protecting the Battle Card data. I was on lunch break when it happened, so I was not there too stop the buggers. Those viruses should count there lucky stars that Hang Ten and I were not there or else those viruses would have experienced a wicked wipe out.

Geo: Hang Ten?

Sleuth/Tamer: Hang Ten is Ken's Wizard companion.

That made sense, Wizards were pretty common place for a lot of people nowdays. Well techinically they were always common they just went by Net Navi's before the company that made Transers put out the Wizard update for everyone too intergrate there Navi's more easily into modern technology around 20 years ago. After the update a lot of people just switched too calling them Wizards. Geo didn't have a Wizard companion, Geo's Father promised that when he got back from the Space Station Peace he would personally give Geo his own Wizard....

That never came too be

Sleuth/Tamer: Anyway I came in too the store the same day and saw Ken in a panic. I asked what was wrong, Ken told me about the virises and the data, and I told Ken not too worry as I would get that data back in no time flat.

Geo: Wow that is pretty cool, taking out all those viruses you must have some pretty good battle cards or do you have strong Wizard too help out with the fight?

Sleuth/Tamer: I say I got some pretty good cards, and you could say I have a strong digital partner at myside that was the real Hero in busting those viruses.

Geo did pick-up on the roundabout way Sleuth/Tamer referred too there Wizard, but decided too let that go.

Sleuth/Tamer: Anyway enough about me, are you here too buy, trade or just check out the newest and shiniest Battle Cards?

Geo: Oh that's right, I got a bit wrapped up in the conversation. I just came here to trade these Cannon cards in for another Card, in the card roulette machine.

Ken: Gotcha little dude, right on the other side of the counter you will find the machine. Any 5 cards will be all the machine needs too give you a shiny new one... that hopefully is not the same on you put in.

Geo: Yup, I just had a couple duplicates of the Cannon card that I wanted too trade in. Considering how common they are I just grabbed five to trade em' in.

Sleuth/Tamer: Well I hope that you get a rare card, the Card Roulette Machine shows now mercy some days...actually wait a minute!

This exclamation caused both Geo and Ken too turn towards Sleuth/Tamer.

Sleuth/Tamer: Ken I think I gotta idea about what too ask you for as a gift.

Ken: All ears little dude!

Sleuth/Tamer: Can you make the Roulette Machine be a one card trade instead of needing 5 for Geo.

That request definitely frazzled Geo, especially when Ken just gave a goofy grin and said " Right away little dudes, special time offer coming right up". Geo told Sleuth/Tamer that this was a gift met for them not him, though Sleuth/Tamer just told Geo that they wanted too give Geo this as a gift just because.

That threw Geo off and decideing just too take the gift went up too the Roulette Machine and started the Battle Card Roulette.

A Fokx-Fu 2, Voltic Eye 1, Chain Bubble 2, Squall 1

So far all the cards Geo got were all very nice and provided variety too Geo's cards. Having 1 card left Geo put it in and was surprised when this time a little celebritory jingle ringed out and a Battle Card along with a ticket popped out.

Ken's grin grew even wider as he told Geo that he got a special ticket for a free day at the Arcade located in Time Square. Geo was surprised at such luck being handed too him, and was quickly congratulated by both Ken and Sleuth/Tamer. This day was full of surprises and gifts for Geo and when Sleuth/Tamer told Geo too see what Battle Card Geo got his jaw looked almost comical as Geo saw the card he got.

Geo walked back home that day admiring the Battle Card he got

The Variable Sword

A powerful and rare Battle Card that was originally a Battle Chip, before the company responsible for the Transers as a celebration put out rare Battle Cards that had the data of those rare Battle Chips

This card was incredibly rare and too say that it made Geo happy too have this would be understatement. However The Variable Sword should have been Sleuth/Tamer's not his...

Geo looked at the other gift he had gotten, a free day at the Arcade in Times Square....

Maybe....

Maybe Sleuth/Tamer would like too go too the Arcade with Geo?

Again this is so cute and you wonderfully set the mood!

Sleuth/Tamer being quite subtle about their 'digital partner'. I can see Battle Chips boosting Digimon abilities similar to the Tamers' anime. Though I'm curious if Geo could gain special Battle Chips through a Brother Band with Sleuth. Something that occurs once he has Omega-Xis for awhile.

Don't remember which games specifically but Luna's offered an Air Float ability upon forming one with her.

[ic3t3a]

Peter & Wendy

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They seemed to have so much chemistry those two. He was someone who would never grow and she already seemed to be an adult in child's clothing.

You observed Peter and Wendy on Yunjin's T.V in her living room. You had wanted to watch Peter Pan but now you weren't so sure. The movie reminded you so much of Soobin and right now he was the last thing you wanted to think about.

You had been so cruel to him. Pushed him away when he was only trying to be there for you. Maybe it was for the best.

"Hey, you ready to talk about it at all?" Yunjin asked as she examined your face. "Yes..." You replied feeling that irritating lump in your throat.

"So, what happened?" She asked while giving you her undivided attention.

"Well, Seo-Jun reached out to me," Yunjin gasped with an angered face, "He said he wanted me to drop out of the South Korea Art Competition. And that if I didn't he'd do everything he can to end any future I might have." You said choking on your words.

"Jeez, I hate him. He's such an ass, and the only reason is cause his mom is a big political figure in Korea." Yunjin says practically cursing the day he was born.

"He's the reason I started to push Soobin and the others away. I just don't want them getting hurt." You say hugging yourself. "Ever stop to consider you pushing them away hurts more?" Yunjin says tuning in. "It doesn't matter as long as their futures are safe." You say looking back at the movie.

"Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you'll never, never have to worry about grown-up things again."

You chuckle at such an innocent statement. As if things are that easy. Where running off to neverland is a possibility.

The doorbell rings, Yunjin looks around nervously. "Uh I think you should get that." She says. "Uh nah, we didn't order anything and your parents don't get off until 6. And if they did come hone early they'd text you to let you know." You rationalizing any possiblity you might actually need to get it.

Yunjin's knee begins to bounce. She gets on her phone, texting someone.

"Who you texting?" You ask trying to peer at her screen. "No one! I just reaalllyy think you should get it Y/N." Yunjin days as she begins to bite her nails, an anxious habit of hers. "Okay?" You get up to go answer the door. A part of you not wanting to get off the couch.

You walk up to the door peering through the whole only to see the person knocking's shirt. You open the door.

"S-Soobin!?" You stutter purely from suprise. "What are you doing here? How? When? Where?" You say very confused as to how he knew where Yunjin lived? When he had caught a train? And where did he get a white shirt that says " I ♡ Seoul " ?

"Yeonjun said u you caught the last train last night. Your dad told me you were headed to Yunjin's. I texted Yunjin and asked for her address cause I wanted to talk to you. Th-That's how." Soobin said finally taking a breath

You were speechless to say the least.

"W-well go back home, alright? I don't wanna talk to you." You said crossing your arms and trying your best to look upset. "Liar..." Soobin said blatantly, "If you didn't want to talk you'd slamed the door in my face." He said with a slight smirk. You furrowed your brows and slammed the door in his face. You turned on your heels and went to take a seat next to Yunjin.

"Y/N?" Yunjin said. "What?" You replied. "You forgot to lock the door." She said beginning to laugh.

The door opened and Soobin walked through, closing and locking it behind him. He walked over to you and sat on the coffee table in front of you.

"Y/N...You are strong and independent. All the while, we want to be there for you. Especially when your obviously going through something." Soobin says taking your hands into his own. "So just tell me?" His eyes practically begging you to tell him what's the matter.

"Fine...A...ex of mine reached out to tell me to not submit my digital portfolio. Or else he'd use his mom's connections to end any future I might have." You say for the 2nd time. Soobin's fingers fiddle with yours and you allow yourself to bw comforted. You begin to tear up, "I just know what he's capable of...He could really hurt you guys." You say.

"Okay then we'll handle it when it happens, I just wanna be around you. So will you come back?" He asks.

"Woah woah, she's staying here for the week. I miss her too loverboy." Yunjin chimes in swatting Soobin's hands away. You chuckle and lean into Yunjin who's arm gladly wrap around you. Soobin murmuring with a tinge of jealousy.

"But yes Soobin, I'll come back by the end of the week, I'll come back to Neverland." You say, teasing him. "I say something remotely embarassing ONE TIME, like a decade ago, your not gonna lemme live it down are you?" Soobin sighs.

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[night-shadowblood-writes2]

Greatest treasure

Chapter 4

Its sad

When I finally arrived where papa wish to put to rest, the cabin in the woods surrounded by apple trees, it had been a month passed papa was surrounded by his children Zackary my older brother who was a gnome my older sister Mora a dwarf and Ren the eldest of us all an ogre.we were all adopted by our father a bear beast man. He found us all when no one was able to care for us and gladly too us in though. He was gruff and sarcastic but he was loyal honest and respectful.

The best dad four orphans could ask for truth be told so it was no suprise when they all surrounded he's bed weeping and heartbroken. " Hey now you lot I thought you were all grown now I didn't know you were still babies." He chuckles " father your leaving us" " yes I am let this be a lesson no matter how much you love someone there will be times you have to let go" he said before looking at me

"Now look at this, Izzybel Valz it looks like you're all grown up heh making some adult decisions already huh" I was confused "papa what?" "My baby is having a baby I'm just sad I won't get to met that little cub.." the way my elder sister and older brothers head snapped in my direction I was sure their heads would fall off.

Papa Val knew before any of us and with sweet goodbyes passed on. We buried him that night under his favorite apple tree and that night we drank in honor of our papa well except me I has grape juice. "So who's the father?" Ren asked me his form towering over mine. He was now the man of the house as the eldest while we stayed in papa's house.

"His name is Chilchuck Tims he's a half-foot I met and ohh he beautiful you guys! Auburn hair pretty brown eyes he's tall and kind" I couldn't help but gush.

Zackary hums hand under his chin before scratching his brunette hair and zeroing his green gaze on me "so uh how long were half-foot pregnancies again?" He asked More the second eldest gasped "short! Really short she could pop any day!" Her yellow eyes on me almost pulling at her red hair, "calm down it's almost may izzy when did this uh copulation happen" he said blushing looking uncomfortable.

"Uhh my ....." I mumble Ren raised an eyebrow "huh?" "Birthday!" I shouted embarrassed red faced and slammed my head on the kitchen table. "So you'll pop in June then" Mora said "June!? We're not prepared plus we need to get the dad here it's too dangerous for her to travel!" Zackary exclaimed. Ren looked worried "yes we need to bring him here.. Zac can you make the journey?"

Zackary nods "Leave it to me" I nod and tell him the village location "ok I'll leave in one week" we all nod and head to our old rooms. "I haven't been in here in forever" I said laying on my bed my hand gravitate to my stomach "Hello little half-foot this is your mommy speaking I can't wait to meet you...vincen or meijack my little baby" I giggle.

When my brother left we worked on papa Val's apple trees selling to get more money to feed our big family again though if I was being truthful my siblings were spoiling me. I couldn't left anything heavy big sister Mora was on that I couldn't be on my feet too long or climb the ladder big brother Ren was picking apples giving me an apple once in a while.

A month passed and when my brother Zackary came back it was late at night and I was asleep with Mora by my side having a girls night. But my brothers talked in hush tones.

"Well where is he?" Ren asked. Zackary shook his head sadly, "He has a lover and they plan to marry in the coming year. Her old boss said he and an old friend called Bethanne were having a child together..." "she'll be crushed.." Ren mumbles "but we have to tell her she'll suspect something when you're here and he's not"

Zac sighed "well we did promise pops to look out for one another. If you and Mora want to go back to wandering I'll stay with Izzy here" Ren shook his head "no she'll need all the help she can get and you know Izzy is Mora's favorite" They chuckled in unison.

That night the family stayed in one place for more that 3 months and in June cries were heard from Izzybel's room the midwife and Mora by my side while the brothers paced the house then silence the brothers ran to Izzybel's room anxious. Ten minutes pass and the midwife came out and left they ran in and saw their baby sister tired sweaty abut glowing in her arms was a tiny bundle.

"Everyone meet Vincen my greatest treasure.." I say tiredly he looked beautiful with light blonde hair but I could tell be looked exactly like chilchuck. I fell asleep with tear stains on my pillow my love had missed his son's birth.... I couldn't face him now I couldn't ruin his now forming family no matter how much my heart yearned for him.

[cc-cobalt-1043]

follow your dreams (dad Wrecker):

Wrecker, Katie, Colin, James and Allison all stood at the zone of where Brendam's latest fire had been.

James had wrecklessly ran into the house in an attempt to save the occupants unaware that the house was empty, and had gotten himself trapped as a result.

This lead to Wrecker having to save him.

Wrecker looked at Katie and Colin.

"Can you two head back to the station and explain everything to station officer Lloyd, I'm going to take James home." Wrecker said.

Katie and Colin nodded and climbed into Orion, driving back to the station.

Wrecker and James started heading home.

Wrecker picked up James and hoisted the boy onto his shoulder.

It was then Wrecker took in James' profile.

Ash from the fire coated the boy's clothes and a decent amount of it was on his face and hair as well, there was also the strong smell of smoke coming from both him and James.

He would definitely need a bath when they got in.

Just then Wrecker heard James yawn.

He looked at James and chuckled.

"Aww, is my little boy sleepy." Wrecker teased.

"I'm 8." James protested.

"You'll always be my baby angel, no matter what age you are." Wrecker told him.

James hummed and a moment later he yawned again.

"I am tired though." He mumbled.

Wrecker chuckled again.

"I'm not suprised, running around town all day long saving people does that to you doesn't it." Wrecker said.

James nodded rubbing his eyes.

The two soon made it home and Wrecker lowered James down from his shoulder.

He then unlocked the door allowing James to go in first, he then went inside and locked the door.

Wrecker looked at James.

"I'm gonna go run you a bath, I'll call you when it's ready." Wrecker said.

"Okay dad." James said nodding.

Wrecker went into the bathroom and began running James' bath.

After a few minutes Wrecker turned off the taps and checked the temperature of the bath.

Once he was satisfied he opened the bathroom door.

"James your bath is ready." Wrecker called.

"Coming." James called from downstairs.

James came up and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Wrecker turned away as James undressed and climbed into the bath.

"Okay dad, I'm ready." James called.

Wrecker nodded and grabbed a flannel cloth.

Kneeling down next to the bath he began scrubbing at James' face to get the ash off.

James laughed and squirmed slightly as Wrecker washed his face.

"Dad, that tickles." He laughed trying to pull away.

Wrecker chuckled and held him still.

"I know bud, but I need to get this stuff off." Wrecker said resuming his efforts to get the ash off of James.

After a few minutes he finally managed to get ash off of James.

"There, all off." Wrecker said.

He stood up.

"I'll leave you to relax for a while." Wrecker said.

James nodded.

Wrecker smiled and ruffled James's hair before leaving.

James leant back in the bath and closed his eyes.

He thought about everything that had happened today.

It felt good helping those people and he couldn't help but smile slightly when he remembered just how happy he'd made them.

He wished he hadn't been so careless earlier though, his mistake had put him in great danger and his dad had to save him.

He remembered just how worried Wrecker had sounded and felt bad he'd made his dad worry so much about him.

He was also glad Cynthia was away on a trip, he grimaced imagining the lecture she'd have no doubt given him.

Deciding to put aside the negative thoughts for now he decided to just relax.

He hadn't even realised he was beginning to drift off until Wrecker came back in.

"James, it's time to get out." Wrecker said.

James nodded and climbed out the bath, wrapping himself in the towel Wrecker gave him.

"I've got your pajamas all warmed up and laid on your bed for you." Wrecker said.

James nodded and left the bathroom to get changed.

Wrecker showered and changed into his own pajamas.

He went downstairs to find James sitting on the couch.

"Hey bud, wanna watch a movie?" Wrecker asked.

James nodded and eagerly scrambled over to sit on Wrecker's lap.

The two put on a movie and it began to play.

Partway through the movie James spoke up.

"Dad, do you reckon i could be a brave firefighter one day, like you and uncle Trix?" James asked looking up at Wrecker.

Wrecker smiled and ruffled James's hair.

"Of course you can, I was about your age when I decided I wanted to be one if I ever got the chance, 99 always told me to follow my dreams, I did so and look at me now, I'm the strongest firefighter in this town." Wrecker said flexing his muscles.

James giggled.

"Thanks dad." James said.

"Don't mention bud, and like I said, follow your dreams and they may just come true." Wrecker said.

By the end of the movie James was fast asleep.

Wrecker carried him up to bed and tucked him in.

Wrecker was just beginning to leave the room when suddenly turned around.

"But for me, my biggest dream was adopting you, and I'm glad it came true." Wrecker whispered before leaving the room.

[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias x Reader - Fake Love Part 7

Reader is a kindergarten teacher. Nothing more nothing less. But following an accident whistle vacation in Dubai she somehow makes her boyfriend believe that she does somthing else for a living, something that earns her way more money than she has. Her boyfriend, Ruben, is just happy to have found someone who understands him so well, someone who doesn't want him for his money since money isn't an issue for neither reader or himself. Or so thinks. Would finding out the truth ruin their newfound relationship? Readers thinks so, and does everything to keep up the lie, although it has some bad people from the middle east looking for her.

Enjoy!

"Okay, how much is that?"

"About 7 000 total."

"Ugh, we're still 13 000 pounds short." You groaned, falling back against your couch.

You and Alicia agreed to sell all the things that she had bought, in order to pay Mr Siddiq back. You managed to sell most of her designer items online, and some of the items that she hadn't even worn yet were returned to the store for a refund. You spent all week living like savages, glued to the computer, making phone calls to meet up with potential buyers.

"I don't understand why we can't eat, though? Or have heat?" Alicia asked, wrapping her body up in a blanket.

"Eating costs." You muttered. "So does heat. All of our money is going to paying back Mr Siddiq. I've told you this."

"Yes, but like you said, we're still 13 000 pounds short. I don't think we will be making that much money in 24 hours and I'm starting to get hungry."

You rolled your eyes. You really couldn't with Alicia. How could her financial judgment have been so poorly? I mean, her mother is an accountant for God's sake. However, it might have been her dad who used to spoil her as a child. The thrill of a man paying for everything she pointed to must be her aspiration in life. But today Alicia's aspirations had gotten you in a lot of debt.

"Would you please pick up your phone, my ass doesn't want to vibrate forever, and I'm pretty sure your boyfriend is calling me now."

It was true, you recognized Ruben's number on Alicia's screen. You stood up to take the call, disappearing into your bedroom.

"Ruben?"

He had been calling all week. But with everything going you weren't in the right head space to talk to him, let alone be honest with him.

"Hey, baby. Is everything alright?" He sounded concern, probably because you were talking to him through someone else's phone.

"Everything is fine. Life is just pretty hectic right now."

"Oh, sorry if I'm disturbing you..."

"It's fine Ruben. Hearing your voice is really what I needed."

"Good." He shriped and you imagined the dimples that came with his smile.

"I've actually got some news that might cheer you up?"

"Really? A man named Mr Siddiq and his entire family sadly passed away in a plane crash?

"Yeah, I'll be in London this weekend for our away game against Chelsea."

"Oh"

"Oh?"

You perked up. "I mean, that's...that's really nice Ruben. But I'm not in London this week?"

"No? Where are you then?"

Don't lie, don't lie, don't lie.

"Stevenage!" You blurred out, immediately regretting it.

"Stevenage? What is that?"

"Um, it's a city. Where I grew up actually. Where my parents live."

"Oh, you're visiting your parents?"

"Yes, so I'm pretty busy."

"I'd love to meet them someday."

"You do?" You paused, Ruben's answer suprised you.

"Of course. Wouldn't you like for me to meet them?"

You had just gotten comfortable calling Ruben your boyfriend, him meeting your parents would mean another milstone reached before you had told Ruben who you really are.

"Sure." You mumbled.

"Let's make it happen someday." He said, sounding happy about the fact.

"Um, I've got to get back to work..."

"Of course. It was nice to hear your voice too. Can I call you again later tonight?"

"Um, sure."

"Alright, talk to you later then. I love you."

"Bye Ruben."

The room fell silent as you ended the call, however the guilt and shame inside you was louder than ever. You dragged yourself back to the living room, handing Alicia back her phone.

"You good? What did he say?"

"He said he loved me." You plotted down on the couch, eyes staring blankly into space.

"Oh my god, really? What did you say."

"I said, bye Ruben."

Alicia frowned.

You turned to her with tears in your eyes. "He's never gonna talk to me again when he finds out."

"Finds out what?" She cought you as you slumped into her embrace. "That you're nothing but a gold digger?"

You sat back up. "That's not funny Alicia."

Her shoulders shrugged when she laughed.

"I am not a gold digger. You on the other hand...."

"Okay, okay. I get, I messed up. I'm the bad guy in all of this. But speaking of gold diggers...." She said, with that look that often haunted your dreams. "Wouldn't it be easiest to just ask Ruben for the remaining money? I mean surely he's good for it, and if he really loves you..."

You batted your eyes. Baffled by what was coming out of Alicia's big mouth. Surley anyone would agree that now would be the only right time to slap your best friend in the face. "Alicia." You said, with the lowest most calmest tone you could extract from yourself. You were convinced that this was the only way that she would understand you, if you were babying her.

"Yes, Y/N?" She said, with that naive twinkle in her eyes.

"Have...you...learned...nothing. You are NOT. I repeat NOT, borrowing money from anyone ever again, especially not Ruben."

"Then how are we gonna pay the last 13 000 back?"

"I'm...." You said, getting up and walking over to grab your coat. "I'm going to talk to someone I trust and know will lend me the money, with a promise that I'll pay him back with interest."

Alicia looked over to where you stood. "It's not Byron is it?"

"That's none of your business." You hissed, slamming the door on your way out.

Byron agreed to hear you out over a beer. You met in a small pub in town and to your suprise Byron agreed to lend you the money.

"And don't worry, you won't have to give me all of it until June."

"It's okay." He said.

"It is?" 13 000 punds was alot of money. However, there was something else on Byron's mind, a question.

"Is this you?" He asked, showing something off his IPhone.

Heat rose to your face seeing a photo of you in the club with Ruben and his friends, Ruben's arm waying over your shoulder as you sat next to him.

"Um..."

You had seen it before, the photo, going around the internet, with the caption talking about Ruben and his new boe. It was first posted on Lauren's Instagram. Lauren who was Ruben's teammates girlfriend.

"Yes, yes that's me." You sighed.

Byron nodded. Of course it was you in the photo, he wasn't blind. People in Stevenage watched Football and knew of the hype around it. You only belong to the few people who didn't.

"How do you know Jack Grealish and Ruben Dias ?" He followed up, in a way that sounded more like you were being accused of a crime rather than asked a simple question.

"I um....met them during a night out with friends." You lied. He wasn't  Ruben, you had no problem lying to Byron.

"And so the two of you...?" He was reffering to Ruben.

"Took a photo and then went our separate ways." You nodded. "Yeah, that's pretty much what happened."

Byron didn't look to believe you, but proceeded. "It's obvious that you're seeing someone Y/N, I mean you never come over for game nights anymore and I've seen you texting someone when you should be paying attention to your class."

You chuckled. "Byron I have no idea what you're point is, but if this is you criticizing the way I teach my kindergarten class then..."

He shook his head. "No, it's not that."

"Then what is it?" You really didn't have the  time. You should get back to the apartment, help Alicia sell her clothes. And Ruben would want to facetime soon.

"I like you Y/N."

"There it is." You sighed.

"And I'm not lending you the money so that you'll finally agree to be my girlfriend, but...."

"But?" You frowned. "There is no but in this Byron. Either you lend me the money out of the kindness of your heart, or you don't. This is not an exchange of services."

"Then, no." He said, fixing his posture as he sat across from you.

"No? What do you mean, no?"

He got up to leave, grabbing his jacket. He looked down on you with pitty on his face. "Life is about choices Y/N, and you seem to keep making the wrong ones."

With that he left.

You got back to your apartment, pretty sure that smoke was coming out of your ears.

"Y/N, there is something you should..."

"Not now Alicia."

You stomped across the living room.

"But you should really..."

"God, not now Alicia." You hissed, not meant to take your anger out on her. Nevertheless the damage was already done as Alicia crumbled where she sat on the couch. "I'm sorry I..." You ran a hand down your tired face. "I just got to facetime Ruben first. I have to tell him that I love..." The handle to your bedroom door pressed down just as you were about to do it. The door opened and he appeared in the frame.

"Ruben?"

He grinned. "You sounded down over the phone so I brought something that might cheer you up."

"W...what?"

He stretched out his arms. "Me!"

Warmth erupted inside you. You stumble forwards, melting into his giant embrace. Although this was a bad thing, a really bad thing that he was here, you really needed to be held right now.

[books-and-catears]

Hello!!! When your request is open again, can I request the brothers react to mc who lost all of their siblings. Like, mc had worse fate than the brothers. I love your masterlist btw, they're awesome! Your writing is well captured and impactful. I hope your doing great there 😸

Oh dear, this is gonna hurt. It's so unfortunate and yet somehow this would make perfect sense for MC to fit right in this family. Thank you for your kindness and the beautiful ask. I combined it with a Christmas theme cause tis almost the season.

You woke up sweating even on the coldest night in Devildom. The nightmares never left you behind.

The fire, the smell of burning pine leaves and tinsel, the screaming, the last time you held hands with any of them before the whole house exploded. You should have never used the fire place while dad was out for presents. You should have waited till mom came home with the cake.

Christmas wasn't supposed to bring bad memories. But it did. It always did. The sole survivor of seven siblings - everyone called it a miracle. And for you, it was a curse.

The brothers were trying to set up the perfect Christmas party for you when Barbatos was the one who told the brothers about it. They listened with heavy hearts and teary eyes. Like if Lilith survived and lost all her brothers to the war.

Lucifer

Lucifer noticed how you always stayed far away from the common room. He looked at the fireplace and it all made sense now.

He put out the fire and covered up the place. Solomon had told him about electric heaters as an alternative. He made sure he arranged it all before you woke up on the morning of Christmas Eve.

"Good morning, MC. Meet me after breakfast, if you don't mind."

You entered his room suprised. A familiar song played in his room. You'd danced to this with your eldest brother every Christmas.

"Would you like to join me, MC? I'm feeling terribly stiff after sitting too long." He held out his hand. You took it almost involuntarily as he spun you around his room.

"Lucifer, you don't have just for my sake-" You started.

"I used to dance like this with Lilith. You don't mind indulging for me a bit, do you?" He smiled warmly as he took you for another spin. You nodded and closed your eyes, reliving your own memories.

Mammon

Mammon was determined to take your mind off the day somehow. Keep you busy. Keep you distracted. Do something new. Do anything to replace your bad memories.

Calling out to you urgently from his room. "Psst psst, MC here!" He said through his half opened door.

You nodded okay and got pulled in by him. He looked panicked. "I can't leave my damn room. It seems everyone is out to get me to pay my debts today! All at once!"

The most believable lie that you break out into a smile. He really never learnt did he? Just like your second oldest brother, he was always up and running from trouble and running to you for help.

"Then your room isn't the best option is it?" You said, shaking your head.

"Oh shit, ya got that right!" Mammon grabbed two coats and draped one over you. "Hurry let's drive far away! I know a good hiding spot!"

You looked outside the frosted windows, Devildom was just a blurs of colors passing by. It was beautiful. And for a few fleeting moments, you forgot anything bad ever happened to you.

Leviathan

Levi was going to make you feel better no matter what. Even if he had to push himself far out of his comfort zone. He was going to take you OUTSIDE.

"MC! You're here!" He exclaimed as if he didn't bombard you with texts and stickers asking you to come. His arm shuddered as you took it.

"You didn't wear a scarf, MC? Here have mine." He almost took off his, when you held his hand, draped only half around you.

"This will be enough, Levi." You smiled at him. He nervously nodded and walked ahead with you.

He was like your third oldest brother who only went out of his room once a year for you to see the lights and take a picture with any Santa on the street.

"Look MC, someone's cosplaying Azumaki! That's your favorite character, right? Go stand next to her! I'll click a picture!" Levi exclaimed, as he pushed you forward.

You smiled fondly before pulling him in. "How about a picture of both of us instead?" You wished you could have said to the brother you lost. But looking at Levi's flushed happy face, you could guess how he'd react.

Satan

Satan was prepping for this day for a while. His bed was stacked with Devildom holiday classic films and books and he was more than excited to share them with you.

"If you're not preoccupied, would you like to join me, MC?" He called out gently through your door. You opened the door and followed him to his room.

You could almost mistake him for your fourth oldest brother. Gentle, considerate and always telling you Christmas stories as a ritual.

His room was a tight fit. New stacks of books and CDs, a projector he'd borrowed and set up and a blanket fort he'd made. But it was that much cozier.

"So this story is my favourite. A legend of two cats who were lost across town but finally found each other under that particular tree and this place actually exists, remind me to take you there someday."

Satan loved explaining films he'd watched and you hadn't. You were so familiar with this, you felt your heart grow warmer.

"I hope I'm not imposing cause I seem to be having too much fun-" He said sheepishly.

"I'd be really upset if you'd stopped in the middle of the best story so far! Now reveal who the star thief is!" You insisted.

Asmodeus

Asmo had turned his room into the prettiest Karaoke room you could have ever seen. He got all the right casettes he was sure. All the songs you both loved.

"MC! I have a suprise for you! You're gonna love me for this! I know you already do, but still!" Asmo said, pulling you out of your room and rushing down the stairs.

You laughed and followed along, trying not to trip. You walked into his room to see what a marvelous job he'd done. The rest of the brothers sat on his bed, clapping and cheering as Asmo took the mic.

"Dearest fans, the moment you've been waiting for - my co-performer is here! So let's get started with some classic Devildom duets!" Asmo said, throwing his arms around you. Everyone rolled their eyes.

You smiled remembering how you and the fifth oldest sibling used to put out performances for your family. Singing, dancing and laughter - you seemed to be lost in it all over again. Like nothing ever changed.

Everyone took turns on the mic with you but Asmo hogged most of it. You don't know how long you kept going but it seemed like you could do this forever.

Beelzebub and Belphie

Beel and Belphie teamed up for this one. They were focused on the simplest pleasures they shared with humans. Hearty food and a good night's sleep.

"MC, Lucifer ordered us to make the Christmas cake, but I keep falling asleep and Beel keeps eating the cake batter. Can you keep an eye on us?" Belphie called you to the kitchen.

You remembered making a mess of the kitchen with the twin siblings you had. And how they still insisted on trying every year. It's why mom had always bought an extra cake as a back up.

"Hahhaa look MC! Belphie fell asleep on the chocolate moulds again! There's stars and smileys on your face!" Beel laughed and pointed as you tried to hold in your giggles.

"Oh please, MC. There's more frosting stuck on Beel's face than there is on the whole cake! Laugh at that instead!" Belphie pointed while you laughed again.

"Guys, at this rate we'll never finish the cake! We only did two layers so far! We need three more!" You reminded them.

Turns out Barabtos and Luke had also sent them a cake as a gift. Belphie groaned over wasted effort while Belphie almost pounced on the cake.

That night you three fell asleep in the kitchen, leaning on top of each other, exhausted with the clean up.

Belphie softly whispered a spell into your ear that turns your nightmares into your best memories. And Beel covered all three of you in a blanket, tucking you in warm and snuggly.

[julessworldd]

heyyy I feel like this is a wierd ask so if you don't feel up to it that's totally fine but I was wondering if you could do one where the reader is quite childlike in how they act (or maybe just young young in age) and the band are like her brothers so she gets really upset when they have to leave but they come back and suprise her during the tour?

This is so cute anony! This is gonna be platonic, bc I’m making her 17 and the boys are like in the early twenties-mid. I don’t do underage with romance..

I had been on the streets since I was 14, my father beat me and my mother wasn’t around. He said i looked too much like “the bitch who left with him and a stupid kid behind”. One night, he passed out drunk so I packed what I could and busted out. Never seen him since that night.. 3 years on my own, I had to get a fake ID to rent my apartment up from the whiskey a go go.

Being on the strip, I’ve watched bands become huge and making millions. It’s a bittersweet, they grow and leave the strip for Europe. I met Duff when I was 15, working at a diner he stopped in. It was his first night in LA and was scraping by for his food. I let him crash at my place until he got onto his feet. Duff was the sweetest man, I had ever came in contact with and it scared the hell out of me. Thought men were only nice in movies because acting and they had to for the plot. Then I met Axl, he took me under his wing, understood what is like to have an abusive dad. Izzy came along, I have the biggest crush on him still. But nothing will ever happen since I’m a kid still. Slash and Steven were the best friends you could ever have. They’re family and the only thing I got it in life.

They were leaving for tour today for 3 months, the longest 3 months ever! I had made friends with Axl’s girlfriend, Erin but it wasn’t the same. “Please don’t go, Iz”, I said while burying my face into his chest. “I gotta go, I’m sorry bunny”, Izzy kissed my head. “Y/n, we’ll be back in no time, you know?” Slash said. “But I don’t want you guys to leave me again”, I whined. Izzy squeezed harder. Duff was hugging his girlfriend goodbye, Mandy smiled at me. She was nice and told me to call her if I needed anything.

“What’s wrong, peanut?”, Duff asked. “Do you really have to go, Duffy?”, I asked as I latched to see his chest. “Yes, we do. It’s our job, love”, Duff rubbed my back. I whined. “You know you’re not making this any easier on us? You’ll be able to come next time, I asked already”. “Really?” “Mhmm” I looked up at him, “Fine! I love you guys”. “Love you too” they all said and grinned. It had been 2 1/2 months since they were gone. I got to talk to them everyday or once a week, but it wasn’t the same. I couldn’t call or hang out with Mandy everyday. She was busy with her band as well.

“Hey Y/n, get ready! I wanna go to the movies, but I think you’ll like this one as well.”, Mandy said. “Okay give me 20” I put some black jean shorts and a white Cinderella crop top on. “Huh Mandy? The movie theater is the other way” “I didn’t say the one out here, honey”, Mandy continued to drive. “I think murdering me is gonna be a deal breaker for Duff”, I said as she parked. It was Izzy’s old house in Huntington Beach. “Amanda, why are we here? The boys are still on tour for another month”

Someone or something pecked on the window, “Fuck”, I turned around and seen Axl, he moved before I swung the door open. “Ax!” I jumped in his arms. “What are you doing?”, I asked. “Missed you kid” Axl squeezed me before sitting me back down. “I missed you too”, I got teary eyed. I left someone wrap their arms around me, hairy arms actually. Steven. I turned around and hugged him back. “Hi chipmunk.. missed me?”, Steven grinned. “You already know I did” Slash and Izzy had hugged me, ruffled my hair, teased me. Like the brothers they are to me. But Duff hadn’t hugged me or said hi to me.

There he was and all his big bird glory, eating Mandy’s face off. “Hey Big Bird! So much for missing me, asshole” I yelled, making the boys laugh and the couple separating. I crossed my arms, got a mean scold plastered as he walked up to me. “I’m sorry, Princess. Can I have a hug now?” Duff grinned. “No” “Whatd ya mean no? It was my idea to come see you and bring you back with us. God you’re such a child, Y/n!” Duff sighed, backing up a little. “Nice observation dumbass! Considering I’m 17 still. You’re the one pitching a bitch like you’re 8” i spat back. Duff rolled his eyes, “Just shut up and hug me damn!” I laughed as he embraced me. “I missed you big worm”, I said. The boys giggled. “Stop calling me that. I’m not wormy at all”, Duff whined. “Okay I’m sorry big worm” “Y/N!” Duff groaned, playfully pushing me to Izzy.

[writtenonreceipts]

Besides, he and Cassian had even built Nyx’s crib. They’d finished with one hour to spare.

Could we get the story behind this? Maybe a short one shot or drabble? Sounds like it could be amusing… 👀

suprise. happy friday!

companion to the When it Snow oneshots Part One, Part Two

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Right on Time

“Why the hell did we get into woodworking?” Rhys grumbled as he stared at the assembly of cut oak and cherry laying across one of the tables in the garage.

“It’s a dad thing to do,” Cassian replied.  He looked far too pleased about the jigsaw that lay before them.  He wore an old shirt from college and a beat-up pair of jeans. “And we are dads.”

“You’re a dad,” Rhys corrected him.  “My child has yet to be born.”

Cassian slapped a hand on Rhys’ shoulder. “Sorry to inform you, brother, but you became a dad as soon as you knocked Feyre up.”

Rhys shook him off and rolled his eyes. “You’re insufferable.”

“That’s what Nesta says,” Cassian mused.

Hell.

This was probably going to turn into the biggest mistake of Rhys’ life.  How did he expect to build a crib from scratch?  Even if Cassian had a knack for wood carving and table saws and whatever else it entailed--this was going to be a mess.

“When’s Feyre due again?” Cassian asked as he fitted the sander in place on the saw.

“Next week,” Rhys said, wincing as he said it.  He had no idea how the last nine months had gone by so quickly.  Especially given that he’d told his wife that the crib would be well past finished by now.

Cassian whistled lowly. “How are you still alive?”

“She’s not as quick as she used to be,” Rhys explained, “so I can usually outrun her.  Except when she throws her shoes at me.”

“Yeah but you deserve it,” Cassian said.

It was true.  Rhys, try as he might, could be a bit scattered.  For one, he’d left the assembly of the baby’s crib to the last possible second, he’d accidentally eaten the last of the ice cream on more than one occasion, and left his shoes lying around when Feyre couldn’t see them.  Truth be told, he would endure as many shoes thrown at his head as he could get.  And he wouldn’t change anything about his life either.  Feyre was the single greatest thing to have happened to him and he tried to do better everyday to be worthy of her.  Some days were better than others.

It took a few hours, but he and Cassian had managed to get most of the sanding and staining done on the wood.  Hopefully the actual assembly of the crib would be quick.

“Rhys?” Feyre called out.

Immediately, Rhys set down the wooden dowel he was working with and stuck his head out of the garage.  Feyre stood barefoot on the front porch wearing one of his t-shirts that stretched over her belly.  Her shorts were barely visible beneath the hem line.  Her hair was pulled into a loose braid that was coming undone, sending tendrils of hair out in every direction.  And she was a vision.

“How are you feeling darling?” Rhys asked.  He stepped forward intending to go to her side but she held a hand up.

“Ugh, I can smell you from here,” she said, nose wrinkling.

“We’re just finishing up the staining and varnish,” he explained, unable to help but admire her.  Pregnancy had only emphasized her beauty and everything else he loved about his wife.  Her curves especially had become more pronounced.  But also her capacity to love, her kindness, her strength.

Feyre grunted at his words and ran a hand over her stomach, gently pressing at the side where the baby had been kicking incessantly since last night.

“Do you need anything?” Rhys asked. “I didn’t eat the last of the ice cream again did I?”

Feyre narrowed her eyes at him.  “No.  Not this time.  I just wanted to see how things were coming along.  Are you almost done?”

Rhys became very proud of his poker face at that moment. “Yes.  We’re getting there, I promise.”

A loud clatter from the garage punctuated his words followed by a distinct curse from Cassian.

“If that’s our child’s first word, I’m burning the both of you alive,” Feyre said.  She blew him a kiss and waddled back into the house.

…

Much to Rhys’ dismay, it took several more hours for the staining and varnish to dry.  He and Cassian had sped the process up with heat lamps and even Feyre’s hair dryer.  Though he knew that Feyre would refuse to let the baby sleep in the crib until it had had a chance to air off and everything.  Even though he’d promised to use non-toxic chemicals and take every necessary precaution.  

Still, it was the thought and image of having the crib done and ready prior to the birth that counted anyways.

It was getting close to dinner and the sun was starting to set, casting the sky in orange and gold shadows.  Rhys sighed when he noticed how late it was getting.  They should have been finished with the crib by now and he knew that Feyre was ready to have everything finished and ready for the baby so they could spend the rest of the week together.

“Wait--” Cassian said from behind him. “I think I glued this wrong.”

Rhys rolled his eyes and turned back to his brother.  Cassian looked ready to toss the crib against the wall and tell Rhys that they should just get a store crib.  He went to his brother's side and helped fix the piece Cassian was working with.

“Here,” Rhys said.  

They finagled the pieces together with minimal swearing after that.

After a while, the front door opened again and Feyre shuffled out from the porch and to the garage.  She stood there watching as Rhys and Cassian finished the assembly.  She said nothing as they worked and Rhys noticed that she’d slipped into some flip-flops and leggings, his t-shirt still hanging over her frame.  She kept one hand running in circles over her belly, pausing every so often to press her fingers into one spot.

“All done?” Feyre asked.

Rhys looked up and grinned. “Yes.  Told you, we’d have it ready.”

“Good,” Feyre said.  She dangled the keys to the car in one finger before throwing them at him. “I’m having contractions, about ten minutes apart.”

The keys bounced off Rhys’ chest as he stared at his wife.

“What?” Rhys said, not quite understanding what Feyre had said.

Feyre pointed at her belly.  “Baby.  Coming.  Now.” She turned on her heel and headed to the car. “Cassian, would you call Mor for me?  And my sisters while your at it?”

“Hell yeah!” Cassian shouted.  He slugged a painful punch into Rhys’ shoulder. “Let’s go brother.  Time to meet that baby.”

Rhys snapped to attention and snagged the keys from the ground. “Bags!  We need to get the bags.”

“I already loaded them in the car, dear,” Feyre called.  She opened the car door and let out a long breath. “I’d rather not have my water break in the car if you don’t mind.”

Cursing the entire time, Rhys ran to the car and made sure Feyre was settled in before he went to the driver’s side.  He then cast one more glance to his brother, but Cassian was already on the phone calling the family.  He shot Rhys a thumbs up before he packed up the garage too.

Rhys pulled out of the driveway and reached over to take Feyre’s hand.

“You ready?” He asked.

“Absolutely,” she replied.  Her smile lasted only a moment and then she was wincing. “But I’d be feeling a lot better if we were at the hospital.”

…

Despite the stories that would come later, it took seven hours and thirty minutes before Nyx Avitas was born.  And while the birth may have been quick, there were a few bumps along the way.  Yet as soon as Feyre held the baby in her arms, a blanket of calm rested over the room.

Rhys couldn’t have been more proud or more in love with his wife than in that time.  He wouldn’t leave her side throughout, not even to call his parents.  Despite Feyre’s insistence that she was fine, he simply couldn’t do it.

Later, as he held Nyx in his arms, Rhys knew then and there he would do anything to protect his little family.

“Your crib isn’t ready,” Rhys murmured to Nyx while Feyre was sleeping.  He paced the hospital room keeping the baby tucked against his chest. “Technically it is, but I don’t think your momma or I will want you out of our arms for a very long time.”

Nyx slept on, his little eyelids fluttering.

“And I make no apologies for that,” Rhys added.

He turned to find Cassian leaning against the doorway of the room, he held a small bag in hand.

“Hey brother,” Cassian grinned. “We know you're still wanting alone time, but Nesta insisted.  She’s distracting the nurses.”

Rhys chuckled and nodded to his brother.  Everyone had already been sent pictures and even Mor had held the baby.  Still, it was strange to share Nyx with anyone yet.

“How do you do this Cass?” Rhys asked quietly as Cassian came to his side.  

Cassian set the gift bag down and gave Rhys’ shoulder a squeeze. “There’s nothing I can say that’ll get you ready or know how to be the best kind of dad.  Just love the both of them.  That’s all you can do.”

Rhys nodded absently, not taking his eyes off his son.

“Good luck, brother,” Cassian said.  He pulled away and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Just love them.  Rhys looked at Feyre's sleeping form and smiled.  Yeah, he could do that.

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[starlightshadowsworld]

Fuck it, I need makoto just going apeshit on his classmates for how they all treated him. Like just him building up enough self-confidence to go absolutely feral on them and just call them out on their bullshit in his own makoto way.

There’s only so far a person can be pushed.

Everyone has their limits.

Even the nicest people reach a point where they can't be kind anymore.

No one knew what was happening at this point, it was the same old same old in the 78th class.

However, at some point Makoto felt something inside him snap, he wasn’t particularly sure how or why but there came a point where he just looked at Celestia’s amused face and said, rather coldly.

"Make it yourself"

Now Makoto didn’t yell but he might as well have as the entire class went silent at his words. "Excuse me?" Countered Celestial, giving him a look that would usually make him apologise and rush off to make her tea. But not this time, this time Makoto met her steely gaze with his own "you heard me, get it yourself."

Celestia raised an eyebrow, looking every part the regal queen she wished to be but all Makoto could see now was a spoilt princess "and who, gave you the permission to speak to me like that? Tell me, and perhaps I won't gut you like a fish" Her voice was a challenge, telling him than and there to yeild and she might go easy on him.

But she wasn't the only one with her cards to her chest.

Makoto dropped his voice to a whisper and leaned into her ear. "I wouldn't be making threats now, would I? Eh, Takeko Yasuhiro?"

All the bravado in Celestia's face vanished. Her eyes went wide with suprise and possibly even fright. Makoto moved away, never taking his eyes off her. That was his challenge and she didn't even try and entertain the possibility that he was bluffing.

The Queen of lies herself fled from the room to get her tea.

Makoto sat back in his seat, hoping for peace but now all eyes were on him.

And a part of him smiled, it was almost sinister. He dared them, dared them to their worst. He had grovelled at their feet and still been beat, now he felt nothing but his own rage in his ears.

If this revenge it was delightfully sweet.

"What did you say to her?" Asked Hina, looking at Makoto in both anger and fright. No one had ever seen this happen and was reeling from the sight. "Oh nothing, just told her to fetch her pan tea for once" he said with a shrug, as if merely commenting on the weather.

"What's gotten into you?"

"Your the detective Kiri you tell me, or have you only been solving your crimes because your happy to use me as bait."

Purple met green.

She observed him clinically as if he were a corpse she found on the sound of the road.

While he merely stared into her wounded soul.

"I don't know what that other class has been filling your head with but you need to stop this at once."

Makoto chuckled.

He laughed.

It wasn't that loud but felt deafening to the other students.

"Last I checked Kiri you weren't my mother." He said after a moment, she glared at him folding her arms in the way she did to make herself look taller. More intimidating, and in the past it would have worked but he merely scoffed.

"I'm serious, you can't treat people around you like that but given your fratzanising with those kind of people no wonder your acting off."

Makoto felt himself freeze.

But it wasn't in fear.

It was rage.

Pure, seething rage.

Now Makoto could get beat every day of the week with a smile on his face but you do not talk I'll of his friends.

"... You know maybe if you put that kind of energy into your work you wouldn't be trying so hard trying to reconnect with your deadbeat dad."

A gasp was heard but Makoto didn't hear it, his blood was pumping in his ears and he got up from his chair in an instant to face her. Her eyes flashed with suprise and her own anger, a hint of betrayal that made him even more mad than he already was.

"How dare you!"

"How dare I, how dare you!" And now he was yelling, and now his voice was echoing across the room. "How dare you, talk to me like that! Like you know what's best for me when you couldn't care less! How dare you insult your upperclassman, my friends... My real friends who care about me more than you people ever did!"

Every sentence he took another step forward until they were standing right infront of each other.

One step forward.

One step back.

But Makoto wasn't the one trying to run.

"I don't give a damn what you think of me! You've always looked down on me like I was nothing. Like I was just bait to you, something for you to punch and kick when you got bored, but your father never gave you the attention so you have to get it from hurting others. You wanna call people pathetic, look at yourself in the mirror little miss justice!"

She was stunned into silence, Makoto looked away as if she meant nothing to him. Casting cast his gaze to the rest of his class.

Everyone flinched.

"Whenever you want something doing, whenever you want someone to proof read your book, or repair your bike or hand out fliers... Do it yourselves." He threw his hands up in defeat, a smile on his face that didn't reach his lips.

"I'm done, I'm done being a footstool, I'm done being stepped on and walked over by a bunch of arse holes who couldn't give a shit about me and gave the gall to insult the people I care about. Because I don't deserve that."

That last sentence rung in his head, rung in the air and hung their for all to see.

"And you don't deserve to be my friends, we aren't friends. Because friends don't watch their other friends throw tea and yell at you, or make fun how I look... I got injured and none of you even showed up, so don't you dare ever say you cared about me considering you put me there...the people who were supposed to love me more than anyone... " He spat, tears in his eyes.

Makoto was shaking, his rage was diminishing and he was left cold and numb. He just shook his head tearfully and left. He walked straight into the 77th class, he didn't even care that he was interrupting class.

He just fell into Hajime's arms and let himself deflate.

"I deserve better..." He mumbled, and even without knowing the context Hajime held him and nodded "of course you do."