#I'm going to make love to your daughter James Bond......

[chieftyphoonchaos]

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[the-nameless-poet]

Picture with Prongs.

Summery : You ask James Potter, who is your boyfriend to help you win in a not so sirius sibling rivalry. Muggleborn!reader.

Pairings : James Potter x reader

You and your sister had a cute sibling rivalry going on between you, where you send the pictures of your adventures every week and decide who had more interesting week than the other.

It was a way for you and your sister to stay bonded and stay updated on everything going on in each other's lives. Even though she's roll her eyes at all the wizard stuff you told her you knew that she'd run up to your room and get comfortable on your bed and ask all the questions about the wizarding world. She was only a minute and a half younger than you, she was practically your bestfriend. You even took James 'round your house to meet your family this summer. And your sister and him had loads of fun teasing you and roasting you about your clumsiness and dramatic attitude.

You loved both of them and seeing them bond like that made you feel not so bad about them teasing you. And then you both decided to set up a double date and you, James, your sister and her boyfriend went to a cute cafè that you both loved and had a really great time.

Coming back to present, you were holding a Polaroid that your sister sent you of her and an extremely adorable golden retriever. To say you envied her was an understatement but to top that so you can win this week's 'adventures of L/N girls' and get your picture in the 'babes through years' photo album. Cause you've been losing since last 4 weeks! And that is unacceptable! Your mum and dad sent you a letter expressing their 'disappointment' about the fact that you've gone down to the boring alley and their 'concern' that you won't ever be back and they'll loose their oldest daughter forever. Oh the blasphemy!!!!

"Hey, bub! What you thinking about, love?" Your thoughts were interrupted by James sitting beside you and kissing your temple.

"Nothing. Just thinking about how I'll top this week's 'adventures of L/N girls'." You let out a loud sigh. And handed him the Polaroid picture.

"Awhh, that's adorable." You smacked the back of his head.

"Sorry...You know you can just send her a picture of you with Hagrid. I'm pretty sure that'll be adventurous enough. Meeting a half giant." He said while serving himself a plate of the dinner served on the gryffindor house table.

"No. I can't. She knows Hagrid. Think something better James!" You smacked his arm this time.

"Stop hitting me, woman! I'm already yours. No need to hit on me." He winked at you.

"Jamie..." You stretched his name with a whine.

"Wingardium laviōsa somebody's arse up and take a picture. I'm sure a flying human will please her." He said nonchalantly and took a bite from his plate.

"Already did." You grumbled. He almost spit his food out.

"When!? Who!?" He exclaimed.

"4th year. Sirius." He let out a loud laugh.

"Oh, darling, I love you so bloody much!" He let out a loud giggle.

"I know it was pretty amazing but that's not the point here. I've gotta out do her this time. She's been winning for past four weeks." You pouted.

"Yeah well, let's just think for a while."

"Think about what?" Sirius asked as him, Remus and Peter sat down.

"She needs an idea to win this week's 'adventures of the L/N girls'" James informed them.

"Oh the pictures are here? Show me." Sirius clapped his hands together.

You gave the picture to him and he awed loudly.

"Alright, it's taking a lot in me to say this but that's the most adorable pup I've ever seen." Sirius gushed over the picture and you just banged your head on the table.

"Yeah, there is no chance you can win this week. Try next time maybe." Remus teased while piling up his plate with chicken and gravy.

"ughhh!" You let out a low groan and stared at nothing in perticular while thinking about how you can win this week. Then an idea suddenly popped into your brain making a light bulb go off.

"I know how I can win this week. Oh I'm such a genius." You wore a pretty smile on your face. You were quite proud of yourself for thinking it.

"Well, care to share it with the class?" James said while taking a bite of his chicken.

"Yeah. You see once my sister told me that she always wanted to get a picture taken while standing next to a deer. When she was a kid she used to love Bambi and she still does. So, my dear Jamie can you please, pretty please take a picture with me." You batted your eyelashes at him while making the best puppy eyes you could.

"No." To say you were shocked was an understatement. James never says no to you.

"Why?" You asked with a heavy frown.

"I'm not some kind of patting zoo animal!" He exclaimed with a blush on his face. You quickly picked up on the fact that he was shy and embarrassed of getting a picture taken in his animagus form.

"Why!?"

"Because it's... Weird... I just don't like the idea of it. Sweetie you know I'd do anything you'd ask me to. But not this. Please." His eyebrows were furrowed.

"But Jamie then I won't win." You said with a big pout and puppy eyes.

"I know doe but just not this one, okay?" He kissed the top of your head.

He didn't want to take a picture in his animagus form because he thought he looked silly. But he didn't know any better. He looked magnificent in his animagus form. A stag. With huge antlers and a beautiful face. He was perfect. And all you had to do was make him realise that. But how?

Anyways that night you were head bent on convincing him. So you did what you know how to do best. Seduce him. And let's just say you were pretty persuasive. (He made you promise a week full of blow jobs. And then he finally said yes.)

So the next day you put on a cute summer dress and set up a picnic blanket with empty basket as a set up and the marauders followed you into the dark forest.

After you reached the dark forest, James turned into his animagus form and stood clueless in the middle of the forest. When Peter tried to get a picture of just prongs he stuck his tongue out but it still turned out to be an adorable picture.

Next thing you asked Peter to take multiple pictures with you standing beside Prongs. One where you were admiring his antlers. Another one where you pat his head. One where you planted a kiss right between his two doe-eyes. James was loving this. The affection he was getting, the closeness he felt. The warmth of your hand caressing his coat. The last picture was with you feeding an apple to Prongs. But then Sirius wanted to join this picture party.

So you took a picture with a black dog smothering you in kisses and a very jealous looking pissed off stag. And another one with you standing in the middle of Padfoot and Prongs and Wormtail sitting on top of your head. Remus took that picture. Every single one of them was adorable. After you were done you went back to the castle and went to the kitchen to pick up some snacks. You owled all your pictures and joined your boyfriend on the couch infront of the fire place and cuddled in his side.

"You know guys, today I realised that you guys are the coolest and most adventurous things I have in my life. And I just feel so happy about it." James smiled down at you and gave you a long peck. And Sirius came jumping beside you and joined yours and James' cuddle party and soon you found yourself wrapped in a blanket with four amazing gentlemen. And you felt like the luckiest girl in the whole fucking world.

And ofcource you won 'the adventures of L/N girls' that week.

[earthtoharlow]

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THESHADEROOM

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theshaderoom: Oh Lord! #JackHarlow opens up in a new interview about where he stands with #Drake and on his marriage to Stacey James!

When asked if they have spoken since the news broke that he had a baby with his famous ex Y/N Y/L, Harlow says “No, we haven’t spoken at all. Frankly, I still don’t have anything to say to him. It’s a fucked up situation but you know what they say “Never meet your heroes” They won't last anyway.

When pressed on if the dms to Y/N were actually him, he says “Not to believe everything you see on the internet, especially from someone as attention seeking as Y/N. For a new mother, she has a lot of time on her hands. "

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user: he do everthing but drop good music ;/

user: boy is sooo hurt

user: it stacey not concerned that her man keeps talking about his ex he claims he hates??????

user: what happened to him? He used to be so sweet

user: This all could've been avoided if he didn't cheat on Y/N

CHAMPAGNEPAPI

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champagnepapi: my baby momma realer than a lot of you niggas

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celeb: dude just called us all pussies

celeb: shots to harlow 👀

nickiminaj: look at my baby 😍

celeb: dude won at life

yourinsta: realer than real 🤭 love you daddy

celeb: HIS LOSS

YOURINSTA

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yourinsta: Talk about a throwback! Who would’ve thought this man would be the father of my daughter🥹

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user: it’s the leg kick up for me

user: I hate seeing people live my dreams

user: look at baby Ariel 😍

champagnepapi: Aw man I’ve never seen this 🤣

druski: I thought I had a chance

yourinsta: why would you think that

user: love seeing you so happy

urbanwyatt: haven’t spoken in a while but it makes me smile seeing you so happy

yourinsta: twin 4lyfe 🫶 no matter what

BALLERALERT

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balleralert: uh oh! Drake dropped a new song last night and he had some things to say about Jack Harlow and his wife Stacey James. If you weren’t aware, Jack and Stacey have been shading Y/N Y/L since the news dropped that she was dating and had a baby with the megastar rapper.

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user: aye drake funny as hell

user: nigga said sidebar your husband a groupie 🤣🤣

user: draaaaag him!!!

user: glad he finally said something!

user: Jack deserved this

user: there’s levels to this bar, Jack growing up a huge fan of Drake and then Jack not being able to stop talking about Y/N

user: well, Drake did say he would spin bout y/n

THATGIRLSTACEY

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thatgirlstacey: No one can break our bond.

Sidebar, Aubrey don’t let have to tell your baby momma that you and I go WAY back.

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user: oh shit

user: bruh y/n will never have peace

user: ok but look how big Willow is now!

user: wish Y/n never got involved with Jack and his messiness

druski: uh 😳

saweetie: if you gonna talk shit about my friend then put a name to it.

user: you a messy bitch fr

user: y’all both groupies

yourinsta: you rang?

user: how y/n name taste since it stay in your mouth

champagnepapi: unlike your husband, I tell my girl the truth about everything 🤨 so she knows everything about me

champagnepapi: oh and @jackharlow who was that white girl you were kissing at the club last weekend in Miami?

user: OMG!!!

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SURPRISE! I recently hit 600 followers so i decided to make this for you guys as a thank you! Can't believe I have so many of you reading and enjoying my work. I love you guys so much!

this is being posted while i'm on vaction so this is queued post, I can't wait to read all of ya'll reactions when I get back!

I know I said this series was over but let's just pretend I didn't. I'll post a new one whenever I think of more messy drama haha

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[reverseenchancia]

In the magical kingdom of Enchancia, a unique twist of fate had unfolded. Princess Vivian, the daughter of Cedric the royal sorcerer, was not a princess by birth, but she carried herself with the grace and kindness of one. Her timid and shy nature was complemented by her caring and playful demeanor, and she was never seen without Crackle, her loyal blue baby dragon. Vivian had been given the Amulet of Avalor by Prince James, a gift that was meant for Sofia, but destiny had other plans.

Vivian possessed a secret ability to understand animals, a gift she kept hidden from everyone except Crackle. She called Cedric "Papa," and despite his ambitious nature and frequent spell mishaps, she saw only the magic in him. Her unwavering belief in Cedric gave him the confidence to stand tall and assert himself, even against King Roland. One afternoon, Cedric was wandering through the castle's grand hallways, lost in thought about a new spell he was working on. He was so engrossed that he completely forgot about helping Vivian with her science project in the royal library. It was a project that involved creating a model of the planets, a task Vivian was both excited and anxious about. As Cedric turned a corner, he bumped into Sofia, who was carrying a stack of books. "Oh, Mr. Cedric!" Sofia exclaimed, trying to steady the books. "Are you okay?"

Cedric adjusted his robe and sighed. "Yes, yes, just a bit preoccupied. I was supposed to help Vivian with her project today."

Sofia smiled gently. "I'm sure she understands. She knows how busy you are."

Cedric nodded, but guilt gnawed at him. He knew Vivian missed him, even if she didn't say it. Determined to make it up to her, he hurried to the library. Vivian was there, surrounded by books and colorful spheres representing the planets. She looked up and beamed when she saw Cedric. "Papa! I didn't think you'd make it."

Cedric knelt beside her, ruffling her hair affectionately. "I'm sorry for being late, my dear. Let's see what you've got here."

Vivian's face lit up as she explained her project, her shyness momentarily forgotten. Cedric listened intently, offering suggestions and encouragement. As they worked together, Vivian's confidence grew, and Cedric felt a sense of pride swell within him. Crackle, perched on a nearby table, chirped happily, understanding the bond between father and daughter. Vivian giggled and whispered to Crackle, who responded with a playful puff of smoke.

Later, as the project neared completion, King Roland entered the library. He was surprised to see Cedric and Vivian working so harmoniously. "Ah, Cedric, I see you're lending a hand with the project. How's it going, Vivian?"

Vivian looked up, her eyes shining. "It's going great, Your Majesty. Papa's been a big help."

King Roland nodded approvingly. "Good to hear. Keep up the good work, both of you."

As the king left, Cedric felt a renewed sense of purpose. Vivian's unwavering faith in him was all he needed to believe in himself. They continued working, laughter, and magic filling the air, as the planets slowly took shape under their combined efforts. In the days that followed, Vivian's project became the talk of the castle. Her ability to understand animals remained her secret, shared only with Crackle, but her bond with Cedric was evident to all. The sorcerer, once seen as bumbling and inept, was now viewed with newfound respect, thanks to the love and support of his daughter.

And so, in this reverse Enchancia, where roles were swapped and destinies altered, the magic of family and friendship shone brighter than ever, proving that true magic lies not in spells or amulets, but in the hearts of those who believe in each other.

[dreamwritesimagines]

I stumbled upon your Sunshine HC today while jonesing for my fix and absolutely adore them! I can 100% see Logan not knowing what exactly it is about Sunshine that endears him to her so, it just feels like he'd throttle anyone (other than Theo) who rambles like she does but for some reason he just can't put his finger on it it's (gasp!) cute when she does it.

Secondly, I whole heartedly believe that Sir Bartholomeow adopts Logan when Theo is at home on weekends. Logan doesn't want to like the cat, but it just keeps showing up in his room or laundry or just seeking him out in a room full of people to cuddle up and purr next to, and suddenly before he knows it he's in over his head because every member of the Sunshine family just burrows their way into his heart.

Finally, I saw you post that you are not traditionally a Wolverine/X-Men fan and may I say, I'm *highly* impressed by your Logan!! So many fics have him off the charts OOC but I feel like yours is the perfect blend of gruff yet soft *hearts*

As a lifelong X-Men fan, let me tell you that the Fox timeline absolutely sucks and makes no sense no matter in what order you try and watch. They were all over the place and often not canon to one another.

I can offer a few facts about Logan from the comic book-verse just in case your muse is interested!

He was born in the 19th century as James Howlett, his parents John & Elizabeth were wealthy and it's basically all but spelled out that he's actually the illegitimate son of Thomas Logan, the abusive groundskeeper of the Howletts via an affair with Elizabeth. Side note - Elizabeth and John had another son, John III, who died previous and may also have been Thomas'. Thomas was raising/abusing another son he named (no joke) Dog. A chain of events leads Thomas to kill John, and in turn James' mutation activates and he kills Thomas with his claws and flees. He adopts the name "Logan" and for a time is even living with a pack of wolves.

Eventually he ends up fighting in World War I and II and eventually marries and settles in Japan with his wife. Things go badly (again) and his pregnant wife is murdered - he doesn't know it but the baby was "removed" from her prior to her death and its many *many* years before he meets his son, Daken.

Eventually he's kidnapped into the "Weapon X" program and tortured. The program uses his healing factor against him and forcibly bond adamantium to his bones. Eventually he escapes but is left with post traumatic amnesia. It's at this point that he joins the X-Men and becomes the Wolverine we know and love.

And speaking of Logan as a "girl dad", over the years he unofficially adopts a number of girls including Kitty Pryde (Shadowcat), Jubilee, and Rogue. Ultimately he 'adopts' a girl named Laura Kinney, who is believed to be his female clone (X-23). Eventually they discover Laura is actually his daughter.

And just for some muse food that may impact future!daughter Sunshine, know that both of his kids (Daken and Laura - and Laura's clone Gabby) have *very* similar abilities to him. All three have enhanced senses, strength, healing and claws (amongst other abilities). The claws do vary though - Daken has two on top of his hand and one in his wrist, Laura has two on the top of her hand and one in her foot and Gabby just has one on each hand.

And I'm going to shut up now that I've word vomited just as bad as our dear Sunshine and Theo!

Hi loveeee! 🥰

Aaaaaaa I absolutely love this, thank you so so much! 😍 It's so wonderful to hear that you liked the HCs ❤️

Oh you're absolutely right, if it were anyone else other than Sunshine (and Theo) rambling his ear off, he would be veeery annoyed but he's literally watching Sunshine with heart eyes whenever she does it ❤️

Sir Bartholomeow adopting Logan asdfghjkl, cat distribution system 😂

suddenly before he knows it he's in over his head because every member of the Sunshine family just burrows their way into his heart. THIS IS SO ADORABLEEEE! ❤️ I can just see him walking into his room one day to find Sunshine sleeping there with Theo and Sir Bartholomeow sitting by them like he's guarding them ❤️

And Logan will be walking around with Sir Bartholomeow comfortably sitting on his shoulder at the weekend😂

OMG OMG it is so nice of youuuu! ❤️ I was like very nervous about it at first, because I didn't know if he was in character because I didn't watch all the movies and it's like very recent for me, so it's so lovely to hear that he in fact is in character! 🥰

WAIT WAIT I LOVE FACTS ABOUT LOGAN! AAAAA-

Oh noooo his actual father was evil?! 😱

I'm sorry, his father named his son what-

LOGAN LIVED WITH A PACK OF WOLVES?!

He has a son????

Oh that's why he didn't remember the experiments! 😱

Laura is his actual daughter???

Oh that's very interesting! So their abilities are basically the same as his but with small differences aw! ❤️ I wonder what kind of claws his daughter with Sunshine would have🥰 Her strength will shock them too when it first shows😂

Honey I absolutely LOVE THIS! ❤️ You're so amazing, thank you so so much! 🥰🥰🥰

[raidergamerspice]

I typed out a giant thread on Twitter about why I think it's baffling that being a Twiyor can get you funny looks in the Spy x Family fandom, that Nightfall could ever be a likeable character, topped off with how much I hate her. I would bring that over here as well, but honestly, I don't want to. If you wanna read the thread, it's on Twitter.

As for this post, I'd rather talk about something that makes me happy, like Twiyor twins!

Yes, I'm finally talking about them like I said I would. I mean, I feel like I don't have much to say about them, but let's see what spills out of my brain lmao.

First, their names. I'm probably being unoriginal, but I headcanon the Twiyor twins' names being Rose and James. Other fans have had this idea for their kids too, so that just proves how perfect they are. Rose is obvious because of Yor being Thorn Princess. As for James, it goes back to what I said in a previous post about all the James Bond references in Spy x Family, including it possibly being Twilight's real name. Well, I think James would be a better name for their son than Twilight himself (though I do like the idea of James being Twilight's middle name, meaning his full name according to yours truly would be Lukas James Rosenfeld; see my post about Twilight's name for my reasons behind Lukas and Rosenfeld if you haven't already).

Oh, and if you didn't pick up on it yet, I also headcanon Rose being the first born twin. Most fans that headcanon Twiyor having twins usually have the son born before the daughter. But here's me simply going "But what if the daughter was born first instead?" It may also tie in to a relatively popular headcanon among Twiyors that Twilight is very much a daughter's father, or something along those lines.

And maybe as they grow up, they can go by nicknames Rosie and Jimmy 🤔

As for their genetics, I'm kinda torn. I've seen fan artists draw Twiyor twins as blonde and red-eyed for the daughter, and black-haired and blue-eyed for the son. That's a neat idea, but what if it was the reverse? That's just an idea, though. I'm not exactly sure on how I picture them looking just yet 💀

Regarding Big Sister Anya: personally, she would just love having younger siblings no matter what. I've seen some fans interpret Anya wanting a sister, others interpret her wanting a brother, so here's me in the middle once again being like "She would love both!" She would just be happy that their family is growing, and she would make it her mission to be the best big sister in the world.

Finally, I've seen a few fans write Twiyor baby fics where they would have lots of children, both bio and adopted, because they would be great parents and would happily foster more children if it meant less lonely, parentless children in the world. That's a really sweet idea, but personally, I feel like Anya and the twins would be enough for them. Even if they eventually moved into a bigger house for them all to live comfortably in, they would be content with having three children and a dog 🥰

(Oh, and speaking of them moving into a house, I did try playing a Sims 4 household with the Forgers, and I just had them live in a Sim made version of the house from Mr. & Mrs. Smith because that movie walked so Spy x Family could run 😂 Plus, it's a perfect size for them, especially if they did have twins)

Anyway, those are my thoughts on Twiyor twins! What do you think? Agree or disagree? Oh, and if you're interested in that Sim house I mentioned, here's a video of the Simmer making it:

[somebirdortheother]

15 Questions

I was tagged by my internet daughter @lady-of-imladris and now I feel like my answers need to be chaotic enough for her approval.

1. Are you named after anyone?

No, my parents wanted the name to sound nice by itself, and in combination with my patronymic (Slavic things).

2. When was the last time you cried?

I tear up incredibly easily, so that can't count! But, the most recent real cry was probably about a month ago due to a combination of PMS and life.

3. Do you have kids?

Nay, though I'd like to!

4. What sports do you/have you played?

Used to play tennis competitively, and now do it leisurely. I love running (and I'm so happy that @lady-of-imladris is getting back into it!), swimming, badminton, beach volleyball. I enjoy bouldering, and probably other sports that I'm currently forgetting.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Less so now than when I was younger. In my twenties, I was a sarcastic little gal. Nowadays, I prefer directly shading people when I need to.

6. What is the first thing you notice about people?

Eyes, smile, vibes!

7. What's your eye color?

Green.

8. Do you prefer scary or happy endings for movies?

AHHhhhhhh I shall not choose. Both are good, depending on the story being told and what kind of ending feels more deserved.

9. Any talents?

Not to brag, but I am good at picking mushrooms in the forest and knowing which ones are tasty, which ones will make you see the universe, and which ones will return you to being one with the universe.

Also, in no particular order: writing, splits, memorizing phone numbers, pretty hand-writing, math - I guess.

10. Where were you born?

USSR

11. What are your hobbies?

Writing, reading, running, hiking, going to galleries and museums, music, making art with dried flowers, spending time with my animals, looking at the moon and the stars through my telescope! Also, antiquing, furniture assembly and other handy things. Oh, and dressing up for Ren Faires.

12. Do you have any pets?

Two cats and a dog!

13. How tall are you?

167 - 168

14. Favorite school subject?

Wow, thanks for pointing out that I am ancient, because I'm sitting here and wondering "what level of education is this quiz referring to?" So I'm listing everything! Primary school - I loved pretty much every subject. High school - physics, math, drama, French. Undergrad - operations research, databases (?), history and philosophy of science. Masters - ugh.... Integer programming. PhD - Linear programming, convex optimization.

15. Dream occupation?

While I found @lady-of-imladris' "I don't dream of labour" lovely and oftentimes relatable, it actually gave me a pause. I don't dream of labour in a sense that I definitely do not adore toiling for some corporations to get richer, but I do consistently try and be occupied with things that I like and I have been fortunate to be able to do so!

Anyhow! My dream occupations have been writing, doing science, and doing "business", when I was little - and I'm happy to report that I have tried variations of all of these things, with various levels of success and satisfaction.

I am YET to have a career as "Indiana Jones" or "James Bond" - but perhaps, one day!

Tagging, with no pressure: @helenvader @coraleethroughthelookingglass @iamstartraveller776 @mamanmae

[disease-danger-darkness-silence]

Amazon Affiliate Listicle, but with my ADHD and propensity for swearing

So I'mma do a listicle of Amazon affiliate links just like every other place is doing for Prime Days.

I'm just gonna tell you ahead of time that I'm doing it for money and the sense of incredulity I feel about... Amazon as a whole.

🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃

A Backbone, probably the most ridiculous gaming accessory I've ever seen. Yes, I'd like to use my phone as a controller for $35 more than a normal PS5 controller costs and have almost no other functionality!

I am ALL ABOUT BIDET ATTACHMENTS, okay, but this brand is so fucking overpriced. I'm not paying $77 to launch high-powdered water up my chocolate starfish, and I'm definitely not paying the normal $110. I WILL say that I've used this brand and it was good, but... Dudes. It's a stream of water to make wiping your ass easier. How much is that actually worth? This is a much better price for the exact same functions.

When I saw this set of movies, I didn't see that it was James Bond. Daniel Craig is wearing like a sweater, but I also didn't realize it was Daniel Craig. All I saw was CRAIG. This is, for some reason, absolutely fucking hilarious to me.

Instant Pot for $65, need I say more?

Okay I'm not even joking, this is just a pretty fucking decent price ($84) for a 1.5 TB microSD card.

If you have a 3D resin printer, today is the day to stock up: AnyCubic has some really good resin deals going on! I personally love the plant-based resin, but I've heard amazing things about their water-washable stuff. I wanna try the ultra-tough resin, though. (Note: this is UV resin so you don't have to actually use it in a 3D printer. You can use it in a mold too.)

Let's spend $50 to make a single cup of coffee at a time when I can make better coffee using a disposable tea bag. 🙄 The hatred I have for single-use coffee makers knows no bounds.

What you do is take about two regular spoons full of coffee grounds (another half a spoon if you like it harsh, half a spoon less if you like it light), put them in the tea bag. Put any other spices and flavorings you like in the bag too. Close it, and tie it closed really well (I wrap the strings around the top of the bag and tie them again when I've tied it.) steep for 5 minutes in a mug full of hot water (doesn't matter how it got hot), and then add milk or creamer depending on your preference. It will have less of an acidic bite and a better flavor profile.

I'm super into the idea of bleaching my tooth enamel until it rots away and my teeth are super white but extremely sensitive! Give it to me, Crest! Yeah Daddy!

If you DO want the tooth-brightening shit, you'll probably want to invest in a few tubes of Sensodyne. Trust me.

Oh, you eat Tide pods? Cool, cool, if you Wan a be like 2021 about it. I'm a dishwasher pod kid. Snack time.

OK no sarcasm, this shit will clean your washing machine so fuckin good. My daughter gave me some and suddenly none of us smell like Satan's asshole anymore. Fucking amazing.

Okay look, if you wanna get special pimple patches, go ahead, they're on sale today and they DO work, but they're just hydrocolloidal bandages. I get the regular ones bc I can cut them to shape.

Okay fullstop, I love the power mops Swiffer makes and this is a GREAT deal. Anyone wanna buy me a new mop? 😂

Oh shit, they have Naked mini-palettes for 40% off. That's $21 omg why am I a poor with expensive makeup taste??? WHY? (They also have the Stila liquid eyeliner on sale somewhere.)

Yes, sir? I'd like the biggest, widest computer monitor to ever exist. I'm a gamer, you see. A thousand dollars today, you say? What a deal! I'm a gamer! (Look, I have a gaming computer and a pretty big monitor but there's a fkn limit, Samsung. There's a line and you've crossed it.)

I almost didn't click on the "pet products" tab because I miss Ziva SO MUCH. But I do love pampering my pets. In that vein, WHO WANTS TO BUY A SHOCK COLLAR?

If you've ever needed 900 poop-scooping mini garbage bags... Today is your day. Time to shine.

Aw fuck, I found a pretty damn good deal on a cat tree.

If you don't have a 3D printer, you have to buy Settlers of Catan like a peon and it's on sale today.

I'm actually disappointed in myself how much I want this.

TICKET TO RIDE FOR UNDER $40.

If you wanna train your pet to talk these things are on sale.

For the low, low price of $98, you too can let your child kill themselves by improperly using a Zipline kit.

EXPLODING KITTENS FOR $10 AND I MEAN THE GAME NOT ACTUAL KITTENS BUT I GUESS HE HAS A SHOW NAMED THAT TOO?

As a general rule Raven and I don't buy Nerf products because they're owned by Hasbro and we're boycotting them because of the whole Pinkertons thing. Plus, in the world of foam dart guns they're actually doing the worst when it comes to innovation and performance. But! We will get them on clearance or secondhand. I consider Prime Day to be clearance, so have this multipack for a kid's party that I wish I'd had for Raven's birthday party last month.

Also, this translucent blaster.

I love this style of shorts (although I got the viral tiktok ones) but omg this one has POCKETS.

Today I discovered that there is a brand called THE GYM PEOPLE and they make really boring clothes.

Hey plus-sized ladies! Want yet another ugly beige bra? Look no further!

I have one of these mandolin slicers. Highly recommend.

Get your kids used to corporate surveillance with an Amazon Echo made just for them!

THESE ARE THE ONLY PENS I USE.

Amazon putting these under "off to college" is absolutely fucking hilarious to me.

I'm actually really bummed I don't have the money to get this Samsung Galaxy Tab.

Amazon knows what's up when it comes to kids: a five-pack of identical pants. I think it's for uniforms but like. Let's be real, kids just go through clothes like that.

Every time I see a Skullcandy product, I remember when I was at a Skullcandy booth at the Warped Tour and I asked the booth babe how they compared to Sennheiser or even Audio-Technica. She looked at me, and in a snooty voice, said, "I've never even heard of Sennheiser before."

[thelilreddragon]

I see you accept prompts/drabbles. So here’s one from me:)

Prompt(James/Lily AU where they live): “so love…how was Harry’s first day in kindergarten?”

"You will not believe the day I just had," Lily exclaimed, walking through the door, and throwing her bag into the corner. Trailing behind her, are two young kids, and a tall woman with soft brown hair.

"So, love! How was Harry's first day at Kindergarten?" James called from their kitchen. They had a deal. Whomever picked up their magical menace was responsible for making supper at the end of the day.

"Your son, takes after you!" Lily marches into the kitchen with her friend, and the pair sit at the island. "I tried to drop him off, but he got upset and wouldn't let go of my hand. Makes sense! But he started crying, and I couldn't leave him. I ended up sitting in the corner the whole time."

"Hang on... Harry, do you want to show Mione where you play? The grown ups need to have a chat, okay?"

"Am I in trouble?" Harry asks, looking up at her, twiddling his thumbs.

"Yeah, are we in trouble, Wily?" Hermione asks, grabbing at Harry. The two look at her with sad puppy eyes, and Jean interjects.

"No, kiddos! We're going to talk about your day, and make sure you two can hang out as much as possible! You're not in trouble, my loves!" Jean quickly clairifies, and Harry and Hermione both grin.

"Otay! Come Miones! I gonna show you all my dwagons! And I gonna show you my nifflers! And-" the excited voices trail off, as the two run down the halls of the house.

"I made you both some tea," her husband says. Lily passes the plate of sugar and cream over to Jean. "Lils filled me in a bit. What exactly happened?"

"Well... I wasn't the only mum dealing with a kid in meltdown. I sat next to this lovely woman; Jean Granger, and we had a nice chat. Her daughter, Hermione, was out playing with Harry."

"And how old is your son Harry?" Jean had asked.

"He's just turned five in July. How about your girl?"

"She just turned six last week! She's a bright little one, but we thought it might be best if we ease her into primary school."

"That is such a smart idea!" They sit in silence for a minute, just watching their kids play together, when they hear Harry yell out.

"No, Mione!" Harry was sat in front of some blocks, and building what resembled a church, and his friend had found a dragon.

"This is my Dragon, Harry! Lookit!"

"Mione, watch my blocks!" While flying around, Hermione got too close to Harry's building, and knocked the whole thing over.

"Oh noes, Harry! I broken your blocks!" She starts to sniffle, and tears stream down her face. Hermione starts getting up to walk away. Jean moves to get up to go and sort it out, but Lily places her hand on her shoulder.

"Hang on. Harry's about to do something," Lily whispers, and Jean waits a moment.

"That's okay, Miones! I can always rebuild it! Where you go?" Harry asks, as Hermione stands in front of him.

"You don't want to be my friend anymore. That's okay." She sniffles, and Harry stands up to face her.

"Just cuz my building broked, doesn't mean we can't be friends anymore! I still love youse!" Harry puts his hand on her shoulder and kisses her cheek.

"I promise to always be your friend!"

"Always?"

"Always!" The pair start to glow golden, and both Lily and Jean stare at eachother, panic on their faces.

"And that's why I'm over here. Lily said that you two could explain what's going on. All I know is that my daughter is magical." Jean explains.

"Yes. Hermione is a witch. I grew up in an entirely magical family. Pureblooded wizards. Lily is the same way as Hermione is. She was raised by the non-magical, with no magic."

"So that means that I was in the same spot as Hermione... however, I did not magically soulbond myself with a boy at the age of six." Lily says. James and Jean look horrified, and yell at the same time.

"They bonded souls!?"

[timesimmer]

Nadya stirred the meager stew, her heart heavy with despair. The pot was barely enough to feed her family, and she knew it wouldn't last long. Tears welled up in her eyes as she imagined her children going hungry. She had searched through every magic book she could find, hoping for a spell or potion that could alleviate the famine, but to no avail.

Despite their dire circumstances, Nadya was grateful to see that Gregory had inherited her magical abilities. He was a bright, curious child, and she had no doubt that he would be a powerful spellcaster one day. She was also relieved that Philippa, her young daughter, had shown signs of magic. With both of her younger children possessing magical talents, she felt a glimmer of hope. It was James and Ameera that she worried about with no magical ability to speak of.

As the family gathered for Gregory's fifth birthday, Nadya tried to put aside her worries. She knew that their situation was dire, but she was determined to make this day special for her son. As they celebrated, Nadya's mind was racing. She had been working on a potion for years, a potion that she believed could solve all their problems. If she could perfect it, she knew that her family would be safe.

Alaric couldn't help but notice the tension in Nadya's demeanor. He pulled her into their bedroom, his voice filled with concern. "Is everything alright?" he asked.

Nadya forced a smile, but her eyes betrayed her true feelings. "Don't worry about me," she replied, kissing his cheek.

Alaric wasn't fooled. He knew that something was bothering her. "What's going on, Nadya?" he pressed.

After a long pause, Nadya finally spoke. "I've been working on something," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

Alaric's heart sank. He knew what she was going to say. "What is it?" he asked, his voice trembling.

"It's a potion of immortality," Nadya replied, her eyes filled with a determined glint. "Something that could protect us all from death."

Alaric's anger flared. "You can't be serious," he exclaimed. "Nothing can be immortal."

"I know of other casters who have slowed their aging," Nadya argued. "People in our community who have lived for centuries. If they can do it, why can't we?"

"Magic always comes with a cost," Alaric insisted. "You don't know what this could do to you."

"I don't care," Nadya replied, her voice cold. "If it means saving my children, I'm willing to risk anything."

Alaric was stunned by her determination. "You can't be serious," he repeated. "You're talking about taking your own life again."

"I'm willing to do whatever it takes," Nadya said, her eyes filled with a steely resolve. "As long as my children are safe."

Alaric tried to reassure her, to convince her that they were okay. But Nadya was consumed by her fear. She reminded him of the famine, of the people who were dying in the streets.

"We're safe here," Alaric insisted. "I'll protect you."

Nadya looked at him with a cold, calculating gaze. "You couldn't save me when I was dying," she said. "How can I trust you now?"

Alaric was speechless. He had tried everything he could to save her, and then he had given up a year of his life to bring her back. He couldn't believe that she would doubt his love for her.

As they stared at each other in silence, the distance between them grew wider. The bond that had once held them together was beginning to fray, and Alaric knew that it might be beyond repair.

[winreyplace]

Intro: James "Howlett" Howlett

My Name: James Howlett, go by Howlett since coming to Winrey Place My Personality: I’m down-to-earth, laid-back, and always open to yakking. Deep within me lies a primal nature that gives me a wild streak, but it’s always tempered with gentleness. With age comes wisdom, and being older than dirt means I am the perfect person to turn to for practical advice. There is no story too scandalous or shocking for my seasoned ears; I’ve seen and heard it all. My Birthday: I’ve been around since 1832 born on 4/20; blaze it! Species/Cultural Identity: I’m a mutant My Gender Orientation: Cis man, but with a little sprinkle sprinkle if you get my meaning; he/him My Sexuality: I like guys, gals, and other pals: I’m Bisexual, though after this many years alive I’ve landed on the asexual spectrum too My Disabilities/Conditions: Well, I’ve got superhuman healing, senses, and strength as well as an adamantium skeleton and retractable claws; sometimes they’re cool, other times not so much. I’m also autistic, have PTSDxinfinity, and a brain made of Swiss cheese. Physical Description: I'm a bit of a short stack at 5'3", and I got these warm blue peepers that'll make ya feel right at home. My hair's dark brown and thick as a bear's coat, cut short cuz who's got time for styling, am I right? My skin's a nice, natural tone, like I've been out and about but not baking in the sun or anything. For my build, picture a barrel with arms and legs and you're on the right track. Let's just say I'm not worried about staying warm in the winter, cuz I've got more hair than your average throw rug. My sideburns aren't just facial hair—they're a statement. So yeah, that's me in a nutshell: compact, cuddly, rugged as the mountains and twice as handsome. My Relationships: My life partner is Logan, but I also consider Tasha, Meyleth, Butler, and Sean my QPPs. I get passionate with Diana and Pope and am down to be a BDSM play partner/mentor for anyone in the family. Lav and Mel are my daughters and I love ‘em both. My Hobbies/Interests: History, reading a lot, wrestling, kink (particularly masochism), games of skill and strategy, forest animals, and a good beer. My Canon Backstory:

Eh, a little bit of the Hugh Jackman Wolverine movies, a little bit of the Marvel comics, a little bit of the shows, and a little bit out of my own Swiss cheese munbond brain. Honestly all the key highlights are; I was born Canadian and a bastard (both senses of the word); I fought in wars; I did work as an X-men and in the academy plus a few other groups; I had many lovers of all genders; I lived ferally a few times in the woods; I traveled all over the world; all that is until Mel stumbled into the academy and offered me something new.

My Bond Backstory: Not too much to tell; she randomly showed up in the academy one day as an empath kid, probably in one of her immersive daydream paracosms, and we made some kinda connection. I think for her it was around March 2017, right after she was enjoying some of Jackman’s movies? We had some bumps at the start of our soulbond because I was a grumpy grump, a loner, and chronically underfed, but after getting a good few talkings to by the Prof and Logan, Mel’s dad, I got the idea that if I passed on this opportunity, I’d be the biggest dumbass in the universe. So I quit my job at the academy and moved into the Larramore universe at Winrey Place to make it easier to be there for the girls [both Mel and Lav]. For a while, I worked as a co-worker to Logan, which turned into a friendship, then brother-at-arms, and the final evolution is the loving partnership we have to do this day. Coming here was the best decision I ever made.

[fancyfeathers]

@zainiscompletelydone333 asked a question

honestly...i'd rather clementine just die instead of hyacinth or madeline or eloise. i think it's a more fitting end to her story? she lives and breathes violence in her daily life, she will be targeted by rival groups all the time. and with the hate she has for her father, and the fear that if he goes back she will be broken permanently, i won't be surprised if she just...kills herself. like once she realises he's closing in on her, she would just take a bullet, or even cause an explosion, destroying important infrastructre as a last "fuck you" to her father. sorry if i'm being too dark or insistent lol it's just that i think mycroft's darling and daughter are dealt the worst possible hand compared to most darlings, so it makes sense as to why she would choose a bear over a man lol. kinda sad that for someone like her, death is better than living a life of force and isolation. so much has been taken from her at every turn, so she will tear away everything from them too, even her own life. i love spiteful charas <3

Wait here me out, faking her death like Irene Alder/James Bonde

Nathanial, Eloise’s husband, knows that Clementine could be useful to the organization he runs with Andrei, which essentially is vigilante/good aligned mafia (think Aristocrats of Evil from Black Butler or Spina di Rosula from Genshin Impact) and he knows that she is not to different from his wife, their childhoods and relationships with their fathers, she was not born this way but grew up to be like this.

When she is getting more and more cornered, Nathanial reaches out to her. They meet at an art gallery that Nathanial owns, which he leaves open to the public, he is already sitting there and waiting for her when she arrives. He is staring at a piece that was painted by his wife when she was working on a serial killer case in Venice which she brought Andrei along to act as her assistant, he tells her that he has many allies overseas in other European nations but he could always use more. Clementine is no fool, she knows he is asking her to work for him and she knows she does not have many choices, but why should she work with him since his wife is the woman who she keeps on getting in conflict with one another.

“We are not enemies, conflict is not fighting. Unlike us, we have both have fought with the government, they cannot stand what either of us do, so what is that saying? Ah yes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so would you say we could be friends, Miss Holmes?”

Nathanial had a power that the government and the MI6 does not have, he has friends abroad, actual friendships that are old not just purely beneficial but people who he cares about and care about him. The MI6 only really has that here in Britain, minus Henry Antrim but one person would not even compare to everyone Nathanial has in his vast network. The work they do is things that the government may or may not approve of, but it is morally good, they protect people, give them a second chance, like the one he is offering Clementine.

At first she does not believe him, that is until he reaches into his jacket to hand her a folder that is jammed full of photos, letters, and reports of the people Nathaniel has helped and works with, his friends…

A composer at the Paris Opera House…

A doctor who owns a charity hospital in Germany…

A doll maker in Denmark…

A seamstress in Italy…

A historian in Romania…

An author in Russia…

And the list goes on…

Some of them Nathanial has helped out of the kindness of his heart and in return they help him, others are close friends of his and help found this organization, but in the end they all just want the same thing, a good life.

“So what is your answer to my proposal?”

The next day in the early morning, an officer at Scotland Yard has to go to the door of the household of Mycroft Holmes to report that the body of his daughter was found in building that caught fire that they suspected was one of the safe houses of her crime work. He knows that it was not her, he remembers how the death of Irene Alder was faked, but without any evidence on what actually happened he is stuck at a stalemate, if he says something and says he is not actually dead people will ask for the evidence which was destroyed by Nathanial to get rid of any path that would lead to them as the culprit, but if he does not do anything Clementine is free to do as she wishes…

Meanwhile after a trip on a ship across the English Channel and a train ride across the French countryside, a young lady steps off the train into the station in Paris where a friend of Nathaniel waits for her with new identification papers and to help her start her new life.

(I think Clementine would be a huge fan of anagrams so I think she would rearrange her name to make a new name unlike James Bonde picking a whole new name. Also got to love the secret agent vibes in Paris with her, she would have so much fun with her work there.)

[eywamygoddesswrites]

— ｐｉｌｏｔ ２ —

synopsis: dreamscapes are known by the na'vi since the beginning of everything, especially the tsahiks and tsakerams. they come to this plane of existence to learn more about what happens to someone who falls asleep and what happens when another wakes up. do they pause when the na'vi is awake? or do they resume their lives as if it was normal? what happens when that character in your head begins to have their own consciousness?

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"y/n!!" tuteo shouts at y/n, who screamed out of shock as she drops some yovo fruits on the floor. "wake up!! you're tsu'tey's daughter," tuteo says as y/n continues to shout. "you fell asleep learning how to sign underwater and all of this, everything, is just a bad dream."

it took y/n a moment to adjust and realize what was happening when she finally recognizes the figure in front of her. "tsireya?" tsireya smiles widely before writing down something in her notepad. still, y/n was confused as to why she was in a farmer's market when these never existed in pandora. strange.

"what just… what just happened?" y/n asks the metkayina in front of her. "oh, not much really. i was just testing my theory and it just proves that i'm the master of my own reality!" she slams the notepad close

y/n nodded and nodded until she realized what tsireya had just said. "wait, what?" tsireya taps the pen against the notepad as she explains that if y/n had woken up, it would've only meant that tsireya was just a part of y/n's imagination and was just a figment of it. "but since you didn't and i'm still here with you, it's all good and s'well!"

"but, but, if it did work, you–" "oh, my existence would just mean that i never existed at all." okay, wow, that may have just been a bit too much knowledge to handle.

"sooo… what you're saying, hypothetically, you're trying to attempt metaphysical suicide while running up to na'vi's here in this farmer's market." y/n explains what she can understand at the moment as she placed some yovo fruit in the basket she had. "tsireya, sweetie, i haven't even seen you since free diving lessons. you sure you're okay?" y/n held her hand out to tsireya but the metkayina just shook her head and reassure her that she's okay.

"soooo, how're you and neyvu going? i heard that you two are doing great." tsireya says in excitement as she remembers how y/n mentioned how much the na'vi she was in love with. "oh, umm," y/n blushed. "neyvu and i are promised to one another and we would mate soon." she immediately covers her face as she squeals in excitement. "we're gonna hold a ceremony soon and–"

"that's awesome! cool, cool, cool, cool!!" tsireya says, cutting y/n off. "i'd love to sit and chat but i still have loads of na'vi to run up to."

why was tsireya leaving so quickly? "where are you going?" y/n asked as her eyebrows furrowed. "well, i need more data for my theory. can't just do this a few times ya know." before tsireya could leave, y/n tells the metkayina to stop what she was doing.

"it's just so… so disconcerting that you still plan to run up to other na'vi's as if they don't have live—"

"tsireya? wake up, little lily flower." the voice of tsireya's teacher woke her up from her sleep. "c'mon now, you missed learning how to bond with an ilu." the teacher then turns to y/n, who was asleep beside tsireya. "you too, y/n. time to wake up."

the voice of their teacher faded as she explains how easy to bond with an ilu but they must make sure to sync themselves with the animal.

tsireya and y/n look at each other as confusion and realization hit them both, making the two scream in terror.

immediately, y/n excused herself with tsireya until they left to go to the shore, away from the class and from the teacher.

panic filled y/n's body as she asks tsireya what the fuck was happening. "don't freak out–" "too bad! i'm freaking out right now! why the hell are we back to learning the basics of how to do our rites?!" y/n phases back and forth as tsireya bites her nails. "i mean, the water is clearer than before– i must be on shrooms!! that must be it!!" y/n goes to the water and felt it as cold as ice.

"y/n," tsireya immediately walked to her friend and grabbed her face to keep her in place. "you are not hallucinating! this is actually happening, i'm holding your face right now and i swear to you, our lives right now are nothing but a strange dream linked together somehow."

y/n could only call out for eywa as he stared at the sky. "hey, hey–" tsireya made y/n look at her again. "don't. freak. out. okay?" y/n puts her head in her hands. "y/n– y/n/n?"

y/n pulls away from tsireya after hearing her friend call her by her nickname. "okay, i get that we're close, but calling me y/n/n is a hard pass. no thank you!"

tsireya nodded and said a short apology before continuing her thought. "just, look at me." y/n slowly looks up at the metkayina when tsireya started jumping around in joy and like a maniac. "i told you so!! told ya told ya told ya!!"

the na'vi could only raise her arms in annoyance. "what do you mean?!?" "i was so so right!" tsireya explains everything, from how she thought everything was a dream at first and how y/n called her crazy when she said so, on to realize that their collective neocortex just surprises them both then the next thing they knew, they were someplace else.

"i have got to be the smartest and youngest metkayina tsahik-in-training out ther–" tsireya's mini celebration was cut short when y/n shouted for her. "sorry! i had to let the energy out somehow." she says before helping her friend up.

y/n asks tsireya what were they supposed to do now. "i wanna go back." y/n mumbles loud enough for tsireya to hear. "i wanna go back to my old life."

tsireya could only furrow her browbones slightly. "do you even understand the predicament we're in??" y/n shook her head 'no'. "look, y/n/n–" "nope!" "sorry! y/n, we can actually change history. the world even!"

y/n finally meets tsireya's eyes for the first time since arriving in this dreamscape. "what the hell are you talking about??!"

"i mean, look at this! we know what the future looks like and now, we can change it!" the metkayina exclaims in joy. "we can go save your dad if you'd like." she says softly as y/n's eyes glossed. maybe… maybe this might be worth the try? her dad deserves another chance at living and this may just be the way to bring him back.

they both arrived in y/n's mauri pod and they continued talking about their plan. y/n didn’t want to do any of this and just wanted things to go back the way it was before this. “but! but we have the chance to stop all, and i mean all, of the bad things we remember from happening!” tsireya chirps to her friend who was fixing the hammock she sleeps in.

“yeah, but do you really think it will work?! what about the good things we could lose?!” y/n counters back before chucking the things into a corner. “the great war, losing hometree, losing mr. tsu’tey!” tsireya lists the bad things down. it got y/n thinking but the good things… “meeting you, going to awa’altu, meeting neyvu! i could lose these, we could lose these.” yn brings out a spare mat, pillow, and blanket to give her friend to sleep in and laid them down before going in her hammock.

tsireya lays down on the mat as she fixed the blanket on her. “i mean, we could even end the sky people from coming back right here, right now!” she says but y/n counters with a ‘no’. “you’re losing it! you really are losing it!” tsireya sighs as she rubs her head.

“i am not! and right now, we’re going to go to sleep and we’re going to stay that way until we eventually wake up. and once we do that, we will trace down our last footsteps and i will go back to my future mate and that’s just it.” y/n says before turning to her back. tsireya was supposed to say something but y/n blows out the candle, signaling for the two to go to sleep.

y/n wakes up with a yovu fruit in her hand. she turns to her side to see tsireya who was confused as a sound from what seems to be the intercoms as a voice rings out some words that they didn’t understand.

they looked around to see what seem to be avatars but they wore these human-ish clothes and had 5 fingers instead of 4. some were sitting down, some were coming in the room and some were leaving.

“tsireya?” y/n says as tsireya immediately replies with her name. “how old are we now?” the na’vi asked her metkayina friend. “i guess… i guess old enough to enjoy whatever these avatars like??” they both looked down at the table and with y/n’s little knowledge of english, she spells out the word 'B-I-N-G-O' but she still didn't understand what it meant.

somehow, they won the game that was being played and tsireya wins a basket full of exotic fruits that may have been from earth. she immediately takes one of the fruits and ate them, exclaiming how surprisingly good they were but too small for her.

“this… this is wrong, tsireya. we need to wake up!” and in that exact moment, the two woke up from their slumber. “where the hell were we?!” y/n asks in a panic as tsireya was sad that she wasn’t able to taste the red with this green rind fruit.

y/n blows out the candle once more and they were teleported to another place again. this time, it was someplace they weren’t familiar with. almost as if they were on earth (despite not going there ever). a human shouts ‘surpris!’ before chucking pudding at them.

y/n says ‘wake up’ and the two once again woke up to where they currently are, in bed. y/n stands up and lights up each candle she has in her mauri pod. “we need to figure whatever the hell this is out.” she gets a notebook that was on the table and a piece of charcoal as she began mapping out whatever was happening.

she began to explain to tsireya that they were either in a linear timeline, where their lives are in this consistent line but they kept on jumping between the past, present, and future or it can be that the two of them were creating a multiverse where their current actions affect the future but they just jump back to where they’re learning how to be one of the metkayina clan.

when she looked up, she saw that tsireya was busy writing herself. y/n walks to her and snatches the paper, earning a smack on the back from tsireya’s tail. “tsireya’s dream list: stop dad from leaving the planet, create something new for the metkayina clan, maybe create a moving picture and have some na’vi’s to act them out.” y/n squints her eyes at tsureya and asked her what was all of these.

“my– my dream list.” tsireya twirls her fingers as her tail sways in fast motions. y/n folds the paper before chucking it to the table. “tsireya, honey, my love, my sweets, can you please, please stop trying to change the future?? we’re going to do exactly what we did during breathing class and then we’re figuring things out step-by-step–”

“y/n/n–”

“-to get back to our perfect lives to the way they were–”

“y/n/n–” “-the life i once had–”

“y/n/n!”

“what?!”

tsireya takes in a deep breath before looking at y/n straight in the eyes. “that life never existed.” y/n rolls her eyes. “well, yeah! it doesn’t exist if we keep messing everything up in the past!” she pashes back and forth before tsireya stands up stop her from moving.

“y/n/n, there is no past., there is not future, we are not time travelling!" tsireya shouts before calming herself down. “we have been dreaming.” y/n shook her head. “no, no, you said–” “i think i proved myself wrong this time.”

y/n was appalled. “do you know what the expression “surpris” means? hmm?” tsireya asked, only for y/n to shake her head no. tsireya also didn’t know the meaning of it because she just made that up back then, an expression she never told anyone and just thought of it and, well, it showed up in their dream.

“there’s a third option to the two timelines you conjured up.” tsireya gets the same notebook y/n used a while ago and flips to the next page. she began mapping out everything she was saying. “the timeline where we’re just learning how to free dive for a long time, that’s our real life. and everywhere we visited were either we have been there physically or once seen as a passing thought. all of them are part of a completely different dreamscape that we have total control over.”

y/n realized in that moment that neyvu– “never existed at all.” tsireya completed y/n’s thought. “he was born into our dream. everyone that we’ve ever known or heard or has been a figment of our free-dive imagination!” y/n began phasing back and forth once more before sitting on her hammock. “y/n, there’s only one thing to do.” tsireya kneels in front of her friend.

“we… we find out who’s dream we were born into.” “abuse our eywa-like pow– or… yeah.” tsireya stops her sentence when y/n looked at her with furrowed eyebrows. “y-yeah what… what you said… heh.” tsireya scratches her head and lets out a nervous laugh.

the two knocked on the door of the mauri pod and reveals their teacher mr. sully. “hi, mr. sully. yesterday in ilu class, you woke me and tsireya up from an alternate reality that exists only in our dreams,” mr. sully’s eyes alternated from tsireya and y/n as y/n continued, “and which we’re been living for the past 20 years and we figured, since you were the one that woke us up, you might know something about it and–” “you two think this timeline is someone else’s dream.” mr. sully’s deep voice cuts off y/n’s voice, in which y/n nods. “and you think this dreamscape is mine.” once again, y/n nods.

“first off, no, it’s not mine,” tsireya mutters ‘dang’, “and second, you two go in. now.” the two na’vi’s followed their teacher inside the pod and he took them at the back where there was a table and chair. the two sat down and mr. sully fixed them both a cup of herbal tea (which are surprisingly caffeinated).

na’vi like mr. sully were called LUCIDS. they’re the na’vi’s who are able to jump from one dreamscape to another. they discovered that dreams are not stagnant fictions, but behaved like creatures gradually evolving.

“dreams are self-contained universes, each with its own cast of characters. think of it as like a musical and each cast in the play has characters to play on stage.” mr. sully explains but the two didn’t understand his… whatever that was. they drank the tea but y/n didn’t really like it since there were some leaves still in the drink but tsireya liked them nonetheless.

“here, let’s say inside a dream, one of those characters somehow develops their own independent consciousness. now, that character can have dreams of its own with new characters, who might have their own set of dreams, and so on and so forth. it’s like the hometree, growing and growing.”

mr. sully sets his own cup down, the two following suit. “as a lucid, we’re trained on how to swing from branch to branch.” y/n began to feel excited. you can train how to do what lucids do?! “could you teach us?! can that take me and tsireya back to where we originally came from?!”

tsireya could only stare to nowhere. her lips thinned out as her hands kept wrapped around the mug. “i could, but it takes extreme skill to permanently live in a dreamscape, and i have never, in all my years of training, heard of two people having–”

“oh eywa–” “tsireya?!” y/n panics as her friend began to panic as well. “i forgot i never even had anything caffeinated and–” tsireya stood up and began phasing around to let the caffeine run through her system.

mr. sully says that training begins tomorrow but y/n asks if they could wait a little longer. “my friend might get surpris’ed– oh shi–” y/n facepalmed as tsireya excitingly exclaims on how surpris just rolls of the tongue before she regurgitates the drink out of her mouth.

tsireya goes in the mauri pod of y/n and asked what her friend was doing on the floor with papers sprawled around her. “i’m just going through the notes mr. sully had given us for tomorrow.” tsireya sits beside y/n and lays her head on her friends shoulder. “what’s up with you?” y/n asks as she fixed the notes up.

“i can’t sleep. ironic, am i right?” tsireya chuckles softly, causing her friend to chuckle as well but it soon turned silent. when they sat in silence for a few moment, tsireya asked if they should really be doing this. y/n explains that it wouldn’t be easy. “jumping into someone else’s dreamscape, someone who exists only in ours. but from there, we look for the yovus.”

y/n puts the papers in a makeshift binder to keep them all in place before turning to her friend, who was now resting her head against her palms. “whoever’s controlling the dreamscape that we’re in will have some kind of signal and our brains perceive that signal as a yovu. so, that being said, if we follow the yovu, we’ll eventually be led back to our reality.”

tsireya plays with her tail as she continues to listen to y/n. “but if we want to go deeper in the dreamscapes,” “can’t we just find someone else to do this?” tsireya cuts y/n’s sentence. the na’vi breaths in and out before continuing what she was saying.

“the deeper we go, the slower time will move in our reality, where we’re learning how to breathe longer, until–”

“until the spinning top toy of moe falls onto the floor.” tsireya says, making y/n laugh because the spinning top toy was owned by their friend, moe, back in their own reality. “if there’s actually an infinite number of dreamscapes, we might find an exact replica of ours.” y/n’s ears flatten against her head, a small frown appearing on her face.

“i’ll be able to live and relive, and never wake up from it.” a content sigh left her mouth but tsireya stared at her like she was mad. “but why?” “why what?” y/n counters back.

“y/n, we’re the smartest na’vi kids out there! i mean, we have an entire made-up universe we have total control. i don’t know if you remember our dreamscape, but that world was sick.” tsireya heaves heavily. “ we could solve that. we could save so many na’vi’s–”

“i was withchild.” y/n says softly. tsireya stops her tangent and looks at her friend with sadness. “it’s not like i haven’t thought about it, tsireya. i did, i have, but i would do anything and everything to get that back.”

the two stared at each other for eywa knows how long before the two headed back to their beds to go back to mr. sully and start training.

“starting lucid dream run number ten, code y/n/n.” mr. sully says as he studies the computer in front of him and tsireya with all the numbers, vitals, and codes plastered on the screen.

y/n was asleep on the bed and could hear everything the two were saying despite being in a different dreamscape. she looks up at nowhere when she hears her nickname being said by the older man. “what the fuc–”

“please keep it!” tsireya lets out some giggles before looking back at the computer showing everything y/n was seeing.

“do you have a target?” mr. sully asks as y/n was walking around. y/n sees a na’vi with blue accessories as she ducks under to stay out of sight. “whenever you’re ready.” mr. sully says before y/n raises her hand to transfer her consciousness to the wondering na’vi.

upon entering the new dreamscape, everyone was shouting at one another. y/n was behind the wall and saw another na’vi before raising her hand to transfer her consciousness. in the new dreamscape, it showed a few na’vi’s holding some instruments as they talked about how their band would win the battle of the bands this year.

just as the singer was going to sing the song that will ‘get them the win’, y/n transfers to another consciousness and showed some na’vi’s talking in a foreign language. again, she transfers to another consciousness and some na’vi’s were talking about spirits and asked if y/n was a spirit. mr. sully tells her to move and she lifted her hand to move into another consciousness.

once again, the na’vi was speaking in a foreign language that y/n doesn’t know. a na’vi with a weird and funky accent explains that the na’vi speaking the foreign language wanted to dominate the world but y/n cuts the na’vi off and goes to their dreamscape.

guns shooting and bullets flying in the air as war raged in this dreamscape. y/n goes to another dreamscape and there, she sat in a male na’vi’s body as that na’vi held a yovu fruit in his hands.

“mr. sully… what’s… what’s happening…?” y/n asks as softly as she can as panic sets in her body. “you’ve accidentally surfaced. you’re back in your dreamscape–” he was shut off as the door opens before shutting close.

“everyone, i have a surprise! we have a prestigious guest and it’s the one and only, ao’nung!” ao’nung supreme says as he points at ao’nung beside him.

mr. sully’s eyes widen as he exclaimed, “oh my eywa.” this caused tsireya to look at her teacher as she asked him who was it. ao’nung supreme introduces ao’nung to the rest of the ao’nungs in the room.

“mr. sully, can we please end the session now?” y/n was sweating her ass at this point. she didn’t know what to do. what the hell was happening?!

ao’nung supreme introduces ao’nung to rotxo, ao’nung (2), ao’nung (3), ao’nung (4), lo’ak, ao’nung (5), and of course, ao’nung supreme.

“mr. sully??” y/n calls out, her voice whimpering while her teacher sat in his chair, eyes wide as his heart beat pumped 100 miles per hour. he stood from where he sat, tsireya panicking slightly seeing her teacher act this way.

y/n calls for mr. sully once more before tsireya typed in the computer and y/n wakes up from her sleep. “y/n!” tsireya exclaims in joy before taking her friend in her arms.

y/n looks at the two and asked what was going on. the two looked around to see that their teacher was gone. the two went to the back of the mauri pod to see mr. sully sitting by the water, seemingly deep into his mind.

“what the actual hell was that?! everyone thought i was a dude named ‘ao’nung’, and there were figurines of the olo’eyktan on the wall, and everybody surprisingly has great accessories–”

“you need to go back.” mr. sully says, cutting off the younger na’vi. “like… like another training session?!” y/n asks. no way in hell she’s going bac– “no more training sessions.” mr. sully says before adding that she needs to go back in there.

“no more training? what do you mean no more training sessions?!” y/n bangs the table with her fists in anger. “you’re supposed to teach us how to live in our dreamscape!” she walked towards her teacher in anger. “we wanna be lucids, remember?!” “no one wants to become a lucid!” mr. sully shouts back.

the two stood in silence before mr. sully rubs his head to relieve any pain coming to him. “you become one because you have no choice.” he explains to the younger before letting out a heavy sigh. “you have to be pretty messed up. you, me, hell, don’t get me started with that metkayina friend of yours.”

as he explains that the two were nowhere close to where they needed to be and how y/n was sloppy with her work and is forgetful, tsireya stood by the door, although hidden from sight as she listened in to the two speaking.

“but, you may be my only chance.” mr. sully says with his lips pursed in a thin line. “only chance for what?’ y/n asks softly.

mr. sully breathes in heavily before sighing. “if you want to learn how to live your life with neyvu, then you need to help me out.”

y/n asks him to help him with what.

“the boy you saw in that room.” mr. sully says as he looks at the computer a few feet away from them. “his name is neteyam te suli tsyeyk’itan.”

y/n looks back at the computer, showing the figure of what seemed to be neteyam.

“he’s the lost memory of my son.”

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— 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 — , — 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 — , — 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽 —

[rayless-reblogs]

Thanks to @iffylogic for the tag! Here's a song I like for each of the first letters of daily-rayless:

Dreams -- The Cranberries (A classic, I am here for the Celtic warbling diminishing into the mists, don't you dare cut the outro short.)

Almost Lover -- A Fine Frenzy (Was listening to this album right after I finished Tales of the Abyss, so this one always makes me think of Natalia.)

It's Alright -- Dar Williams (This is my aspirational theme song, if not the song that most accurately represents me. I would love to be able to roll with more punches.)

Lover and the Daughter -- Elena Cohen (A very "teenagerish" song, but there's something so earnest about it. Would love to hear a professional cut of it.)

You Learn -- Alanis Morissette (Not my favorite Alanis song, but now it's the one stuck in both of our heads.)

Raspberry Swirl -- Tori Amos (Probably my favorite Tori song, it's so headlong and unhinged.)

After the War -- Sarah Slean (Ever need a good song to cry to?)

Your Armor -- Charlotte Martin (One of those songs I can always pretzel around to fit whatever ship I'm thinking about.)

Lost and Found -- Katie Herzig (I just love the sound of this one, and the lyrics are intriguing. The acoustic version may be even prettier.)

Everything Was Lost -- Samantha Shelton (Another pretty, melancholy song that hints at a larger, tragic story. I do listen to more varied music than that, but I admit this is what I normally gravitate towards.)

The Spine -- Darren Korb ft. Ashley Barrett (I've heard this described as a sort of James Bond theme, and I can hear it. It's hard to pick a favorite Transistor song, but The Spine would have to come up for consideration.)

The Sun Always Shines on TV -- A-Ha. (There we go, it's neither melancholy nor sung by a woman. See, I am a very well rounded individual.)

Thanks again, Iffy! If anyone else would like to do this, consider yourself tagged.

[eva-knits12]

Steve's Favorite Girls

Trigger warning: nothing that I can think of, just fluff and Steve's daughter just wanting Daddy cuddles.

Summary: Steve and James wants to watch his beloved Yankees play, and his daughter just wants daddy cuddles. Also, the family of four will become a family of five.

It's based on this video here.

It was a typical Sunday at the Rogers household. Breakfast was already made, and you and Steve made pancakes and sausage. Your son James, ate his happily, and even ate his fruit. James was now drawing at the table, and Sarah was making scribbles on paper with her palm crayons.

The Yankees were playing that afternoon, which means you and Sarah get to spend some mother daughter bonding time. It wasn't like at your cousin's bridal shower, where you were trying to keep your daughter entertained and she was bored the entire time. She just wanted to spend time with Steve and her brother, and they got to spend the afternoon swimming, and then watching the boats. Sarah wanted to do that, too. But she had to be at the bridal shower because she was one of the flower girls. Sarah threw a tantrum because she loved swimming, and she loved the beach.

"We'll go later, honey. I know you're bored. I brought you your palm crayons and your coloring book, and your favorite Barbie doll", you said, trying to soothe your toddler. Your daughter perked up at the crayons and coloring book, so you pulled it out. You also brought some books, so you spend the rest of her afternoon reading to her and coloring with her. You realized that it was hard to keep a toddler entertained longer than three minutes at a time, and you had your phone turned off. You did join Steve and James at the beach after the shower, and even let Sarah play in the water for bit. You then went to the hamburger/hot dog stand, and got everyone cheeseburgers and fries for dinner and lemonades to drink, with ice cream cones for dessert.

"I've already got the subs ordered for you, honey. I'll pick them up when Subway opens," you say, giving Steve a kiss. You and Steve still feel like newlyweds, and you both have been married for six years. Steve gave up going on missions when he found out you were pregnant with James, and three years ago, he took even more of a backseat with the Avengers when he found out your were pregnant with Sarah. He just wanted to enjoy this life that he never had with Peggy, and that he had missed out when he was frozen in the ice. He found that with you when he accidentally bumped into you when you were working at the Avengers tower as Tony's receptionist, and you had to help Tony file paperwork. You were busy trying to make sure that the paperwork was in order, and looking through everything. You weren't paying attention to where you were going, and you ran into Steve. Steve, being the gentlemen he was, stopped to help you.

"It looks like you have ton of papers there," said Steve, as he was helping you pick up the papers.

"Thanks. Can I get you a cup of coffee later?", you ask Steve.

"I haven't seen you here before. Are you new here?", asked Steve.

"I just started here a week ago. I'm still trying to find my around. I feel like this is a huge task, and Tony hasn't introduced me to the Avengers yet," you say.

"I'm Steve. Steve Rogers. I'll take the offer for coffee", said Steve.

"I'm Eva. And I can't wait to see more of you", you said.

From that first meeting, and that first coffee date, you and Steve have been together ever since. A few years ago, on your birthday, Steve had planned a party. He found a room at a nice Italian restaurant. and he rented out the room for the night. He then invited the Avengers, and everyone said something about you. Steve's turn finally came, and at the end, he got down on one knee, and pulled out the small, black velvet box in his pocket. It was his mother's ring, and you said yes. You felt that Sarah was with always with him. You also went home with a lot of gifts, and you felt like a kid again.

Your wedding was a beautiful affair held at a local church. You're an agnostic, but you knew it was important for Steve to have the wedding in a church, seeing as how he was raised Christian. The reception was held in the lake house in Central Park, and it was set up and looked elegant and beautiful. You wore a vintage inspired wedding gown, because it would match your ring better. The sunset behind you, and you're wedding photos were in there. Steve even twirled you around the dance floor during your first dance.

You and Steve went to Rome for your honeymoon, and you both enjoyed it. You got pregnant on your honeymoon, and you told Steve on his birthday.

"Honey, this just makes our honeymoon and my birthday special", said and excited Steve. His hand went to your stomach.

Steve was in tears of joy. Everything he ever wanted in life was happening, and was thanks to you. The guy that became unfrozen never lost sight, it was just buried. You explained that when you had to accompany Nick Fury and Maria Hill to the safe house, and since you had been promoted, and now worked more closely with the Avengers, you sometimes had to go on missions with them, and help with their tech and communications. You weren't on the front lines at that point, you worked more behind the scenes, and that suited you just fine. You felt like Jake Jenson from The Losers. You and Steve had become more serious at that point, and he had been wanting to take a backseat for a while. It was after the events of Ultron that Steve started to take more of a backseat, and worked with new recruits. He was still doing paperwork, and helping out on missions at that point, but you and Steve had become even more serious and even bought a house upstate that was close to the compound. Tony lived right across the lake from you.

It was Sunday, and the Yankees were playing that afternoon. Steve and James wanted to watch the game on TV, which meant you and Sarah had to make yourselves scarce. You would be going to the retirement home that afternoon, so you could help with the Sunday afternoon Bingo, and you often brought along James and Sarah. Steve would come, too, and would visit with Peggy. You didn't mind, Peggy knew about you, she had worked with your Papa at one point, and it was often a family thing. Peggy had met James and Sarah already. While you were busy with Bingo and serving snacks and drinks to the residents, James would often draw and Sarah would often nap in her stroller. The resident's loved James and Sarah.

You told Sarah that it was just going to be you two today, so you planned on having a mother daughter date with Sarah. You told Sarah that the Yankees were playing and that Steve and James needed to spend some father son time together.

"No, no, Daddy's mine today", said Sarah.

"Sarah, Daddy loves the Yankees. They're his favorite team. Daddy and James need to spend time together, too," you explain.

"No, Daddy. I want to Daddy to cuddle me", says, Sarah.

"I know, baby, but it's only for one afternoon. I know you want Daddy cuddles, but you can get Daddy cuddles later," you say.

"No, Yankvess play some other time. Daddy," says Sarah, who is now starting to cry because she just wanted Steve to cuddle her.

This breaks you heart. So, you agree to take Sarah to Barnes and Noble to get a book, and get a toy.

You and Sarah leave the house, and you take her to Starbucks, and get her an apple juice, along with a cake pop. You got a regular coffee with cream and sugar, and you get a chocolate donut. You and Sarah both sit on the patio, and you wait for your friends to arrive. Normally, Steve would watch the kids while you met with your friends for your weekly coffee date, but today, you had no choice but to bring Sarah.

You color with Sarah while you guys wait, and Anne comes first, followed by Sandra, then Jean, then Debbie, and Jenny arrives last. You all sit, and you grab your knitting, you all sit and knit for a while, and talk.

After a few hours, you all say your goodbyes, and go about your afternoon. Sarah is sitting in her stroller, and you walk down to Barnes and Noble, and go into the kids section and you get Sarah a book and a toy. You got a cozy mystery for yourself, too.

Before you pay for the books and leave, you let Sarah play for a bit, and then you guys pay for your books and her toy. You then head to Subway to get the sandwich for Steve and James, and you get a sub for yourself, too. You get a little kids meal for Sarah, and pay for the purchase.

You and Sarah sit at the table, and eat your lunch. Sarah happily chews on her small sandwich, and you eat your meal. After a while, you and Sarah head off to the retirement home, and Sarah is napping in her car seat.

You arrive at the retirement home, and Sarah, who usually sleeps the entire time, screams.

"DADDY! DADDY!", Sarah screams. Sarah is upset because all she wants to do is spend time with her daddy.

Meanwhile, Steve and James are watching the game. Sam and Tony are over, and so is James' godfather Bucky. The game starts soon, so everyone grabs some of the sub, and sits in their spots.

It was an exciting game, and the Yankees won. It didn't go into extra innings, if it did, you would have gotten a call to stay out longer, which would be impossible with a toddler.

While the boys were bonding and watching the game, you and Sarah were at the retirement home. You were helping Victoria with the Sunday Bingo, and the kitchen staff even gave Sarah a some apple juice, some cookies, and some apple slices to snack on.

After that, you stayed for a bit to talk with the residents, and Sarah was getting antsy. You were even talking with the guitarist from the Monkees, Peter Tork, who wasn't your favorite, but you were friends. He loved it when you brought James and Sarah. Some of the residents were even in your book club, Peter included. You started the book club for the residents. You even introduced Doris to audio books, and it opened a world for her.

You order some Chinese for dinner, and bring it home.

"Hi, doll. Did you and Sarah have a good time?" asks Steve.

"Sarah and I had a lovely time. She really wanted you, though," you say.

"Hi, Sarah. Are you glad to see me finally?" Steve asks.

"DADDY!" screams Sarah. Sarah runs up to Steve, with her arms out, and Steve picks her up. Sarah is finally getting her Daddy cuddles.

You are busy dishing out the Chinese, when you tell Steve to finish up. Your morning sickness has kicked in right now, and you need to throw up.

"Are you okay, doll? Steve asks, concerned.

"I am, Steve. In fact, there's going to be some more love in the Rogers household", you say.

You give Steve the positive pregnancy test, which you took several days ago. You had it confirmed on Friday, and were just waiting for the right time to tell Steve. You also give Steve the ultrasound photo.

Steve kneels down and kisses your stomach.

"I can't wait to meet him or her," says Steve.

"Steve, I'm happy. I always wanted three kids, and it's thanks to you," you say.

"Wait, I'm going to be a big brother again?" asks James.

"You sure are, James," you respond.

"Sarah, did you hear that? You're going to be a big sister," you say.

"No, no. I'm the baby", says Sarah.

You and Steve are cracking up.

"No baby. I'm the baby", says Sarah.

James is now laughing.

"Sarah, you still have a lot to learn about being a big sister," says James.

Dinner is finished, and James and Sarah are watching The Incredibles on the Disney Channel. You talk to your stomach.

"Just wait, little one, you'll be part of the organized chaos, soon," you say.

Steve says, "We can't wait to meet you, little one", and kisses your belly again.

This is was the dream for both you and Steve. Steve couldn't stop smiling.

You try to snuggle with Steve, but Sarah kept pushing your arm away. You try to hold Steve's hand, but Sarah kept pushing it away. You were not going to get between Sarah and her Daddy cuddles since Sarah had a lot to say about it. Nobody comes between Sarah and Daddy cuddles.

Sarah was basically telling you "Not today Satan" in her own way right now.

Steve starts laughing.

[amberjazmyn]

honey bee

𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - honey bee 

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 - single dad x rob, widower x rob, young adult daughter, wedding day, flashbacks and flashforwards, childhood nickname, some tears and mention of hospital

𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - it's a supernatural convention where rob benedict's twenty one year old daughter rowena is asked to come up on stage to sing a song with her dad. and she suggests honey bee by louden swain, her dad's band. the song that he wrote specifically for his daughter, his honey bee which was the nickname for rowena since his deceased wife became pregnant with rowena. flashbacks to special moments in the father and daughter relationship, like rowena's wedding day, rowena's birth, when rob thought he'd outlive his daughter and when rowena was younger. 

𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - okay, i must admit, until very recently when i went back down my obsession tunnel of supernatural, i finally got my head out of my arse and finally started listening to rob and his indie band, louden swain. and, instantly, the second honey bee started playing, i fell in love and, it made me go back to the eleven years i had with my dad before he sadly passed away. honey bee is my absolute favourite of louden swain's and it's probably my favourite song as of ever right now and, nothing can change that! also, i know that honey bee was released in 2014 but, do ignore the fact and please pretend it was released years ago just so it can fit my storyline! so, like always, i have placed these warnings here for a reason, the lyrics will be in bold italics and the flashbacks will be in italics. enjoy my loves 

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rob had always wished for the day that his only daughter would finally come up on stage with him during the famous supernatural jibcon saturday night special concert and sing a song with him. and, tonight, the day had finally arrived and rob's daughter, twenty-one-year-old rowena list (nee benedict) was going to be doing a duet with her dad, rob. 

"...guys, let's welcome to our saturday night special concert, mrs rowena benedict-list, rob's daughter!" richard introduces as rowena rushes on stage, waving to the crowd 

she then runs straight over to her dad as they hug, making the crowd scream. rowena then waves to the rest of the supernatural cast who were watching from side stage. 

"hey y'all, how are we tonight?" rowena calls out as she then turns to correct rich

"and...umm...rich, sorry to be a bother but umm you...you got my last name incorrect, again," rowena giggles as rich gives her a look of 'are you fucking serious?'

"how? mary, jesus and joseph!" rich exasperated dramatically as everyone chuckles as she tells him again

"i'm married, if you couldn't tell rich. and, i'm no longer hyphenating my name, i thought my dad would've told you at least if spencer hadn't!" rowena giggles as rich smiles and shakes his head, asking her to 'ease' the joke

"okay then, what is your preferred last name then, rowena?" rich asks, his sarcasm dripping as he accentuates the word preferred which makes rowena laugh again

"it's list...rowena list thank you very much, rich!" rowena giggles as she could tell that her dad and the rest of the supernatural cast who were watching got a real kick from this interaction - as were the audience 

"you sounded like james bond just then and i am not going to argue anymore or get it wrong," rich spoke as he giggles and then continues on with the 'script' 

"so, before we start singing, rowena my darling, it's been a while since we've seen you grace our supernatural covnentions so, if you could remind us, where have you been for those who may not know?" rich asks every so lovingly as rowena's sandwiched in between her dad and dad's best friend

"i'm glad you asked rich as i've honestly missed coming and seeing y'all on the weekends but, as you guys may know, me and my long-term fiancé, spencer list got married a little over a month ago now *cheers* thank you guys...and then we went on our honeymoon to hawaii and then we came home i think a week ago. and yes guys, the rumours are true, dad did miss me and cried when spence and i came home *giggles as rob pushes rowena*. but, he's obviously feeling better now that we're back!" rowena struggled to get out the last part of her sentence out after rob had pushed his own daughter because of the comment she made 

"i did not cry at the airport..." rob pouts as rowena gives her dad the look as he then rolled his eyes and told the truth

"...okay fine i did cry at the airport but, only because it reminded me of when rowena was really young and i'd come home from in between filming. and when i'd come home, she would always, no matter what, scream out 'daddy' and sprint over to me and i'd brace myself because her favourite thing to do was to have me catch her and pick her up at the same time. and she did the same thing when she and spence came home from their honeymoon so...yeah...i did cry because i got a little nostalgic. but, no crying will be happening tonight because it'll be a fun night. so, my very lovely daughter, rowena lois, what is the song that you want to sing with me tonight?" rob finally asks the question that rowena had waited this entire time, saying the song without even needing a breath

"honey bee!" rowena responds as the crowd lights up, rob feels his shoulders relax as a sentimental and emotional look overcame his facial features as he looked at his daughter

"well, since the original honey bee has spoken, that is the song that we will be singing! let's go!" rob spoke with the biggest smile on his face as rowena squealed

she excitedly placed her microphone on her mic stand and placed her hands behind her back as rob tried to remember the guitar chords to the song. and that was due to the fact that they were slightly different to the ukelele chords of which the song is originally played on. as soon as rob got the chords correctly, he started with the first verse.

"you woke up, even with the nightlight on, you're seeing shadows in the break of dawn,"

as a little girl, rowena would often fall asleep with a nightlight on, as many kids do, and she'd see shadows in the break of dawn. and sometimes, the shadows would then see her wake up in the mornings. rob smiled lovingly towards rowena as he sang that line, smiling back at her dad, rowena allowed him to finish the verse so she could join in for the pre-chorus. 

"you called out, deep inside a dream of your own, it was a nightmare, i was all alone,"

five-year-old rowena was thrashing and crying around in her sleep, like something was troubling her in her sleep. she tried to wake herself up out of it and call out for her daddy, however it seemed as if the dream wasn't a dream but a nightmare. because rob was all alone, he wasn't sure how he could handle seeing his little honey bee cry out for him because of a nightmare. but, because he was a single dad, he knew he had to do it because hearing his little girl cry didn't make him feel good at all. 

"...daddy, please, make it stop! it...it's scaring me....daddy! DADDY!" rowena screamed her lungs out as she panted, rob knew he had to act quickly and he did

"hey, hey, honey bee, ssh, it's okay. whatever got you is no longer going to hurt you no more. you are safe!" rob managed to calm his little girl down as he could breathe as he cradled and rocked his little honey bee in his lap

"dad...daddy...i...i thought it was going to hur...hurt me..." rowena whimpered out as she hid her face in her daddy's bare chest as he continued to rock the two of them back and forth

"...who was going to hurt you, honey bee? who was going to hurt you?" rob cooed softly as it was coming up to three in the morning as rowena whimpered again before responding to her dad

"it...it was a...a tall bloodied up version of...of uncle moose," rowena whimpered as rob's heart sunk, he knew that uncle moose, jared his supernatural costar, was rowena's favourite uncle although she loved to say that she didn't pick favourites 

"oh, honey bee, it was all just a nightmare. uncle moose would never do such a thing, he would never ever think to scare you like that nightmare did. he can't even hurt a fly!" rob whispered as he began to tickle rowena to make her laugh and it worked, she began to laugh

"you promise?" rowena sniffled, even though she did know that in real life, uncle jared wouldn't ever purposefully or intentionally scare, she still wanted to give her five-year-old self the comfort in knowing that if her dad pinky promised, he wasn't lying to her 

"i pinky promise, honey bee," rob smiled as she then requested for her daddy to sing her the only song that could possibly get her to sleep after such a nightmare like the one she just had

"daddy, could you sing me honey bee?" rowena looked up, her small voice filled with sleep as rob smiled and nodded his head 

"of course i can, honey bee," rob smiled as he pulled his own honey bee closer as he started singing the song to her 

"you woke up even with the nightlight on..." 

"there was not a little ballerina dancing for no one beside herself," 

everyone cheered for rowena as she joined in for the pre-chorus alongside her dad as she couldn't hide the smile on her face. being on stage with her dad was probably her absolute favourite thing in the entire world - especially when her uncles and aunties were around her. 

the father and daughter look at each other again as they sing the next line of the chorus and the first time they mention the song title.  

"you buzz around me like a honey bee, the world brand new awaits you, wait for me," 

rowena giggled softly as those words reverberated from her lips and into the mic as she remembered a small memory of her one year for halloween. she had literally dressed up as a honey bee and was taken on the set of supernatural and a video from uncle jared was taken of rowena in her bee costume. the video was of her running around rob as though she was buzzing around him like a honey bee. it seemed as if rob had caught on to the memory as he also giggled softly as they continued to sing. 

"fill the cup, water always does the trick, seal the lid and let you cry with it," 

although rowena thought she could connect a memory to every single long of the song, this first line of verse two always slightly confused her. she always thought that one day, when she was old enough, she'd understand it and wouldn't need to ask her dad. however, at twenty-one, she still couldn't understand the analogy behind the line so maybe it was time to ask the meaning of it. 

she then looked over to the side to see if spencer, her husband, was watcing alongside the rest of the supernatural cast and, he was. he was having so much fun watching his wife and father-in-law sing together as he stood next to jared and jensen who were also having a great time watching their niece and best friend/co-star sing togther. 

"you grow up, i wrestle with it every day, got to cherish every little frame"

it was rowena's last first day of her senior year of high school. and, just like every other father whose teenage/early adult children were starting their senior year, decided that he had to take a photo of her on her last first day. 

"...dad, come on, do you seriously have to take a photo of me? i'm starting senior year today, i think it's getting a little old," rowena, seventeen-years-old, crossed her arms over as she smiled lovingly towards her father who had his iphone out ready to take a photo of his only daughter 

"yes, i do honey bee, please? can i just take at least two? your uncles and aunties in the supernatural group chat are begging me and i'll post the better-looking one to my instagram story?" rob tried to convince his little honey bee as she smiled and uncrossed her arms - knowing full well she couldn't ever say no to her dad

"of course you can, dad!" rowena smiled as she posed, placing her hand that was closest to the island on top of it, her right leg positioned over her left leg and her head slightly tilted for the first photo

"first one, done and now second one!" rob called out as rowena changed poses, no longer leaning against the island but jumping onto it and sitting on it, one leg stretched all the way out whilst the other one was bent as her hands rested on the island, keeping her balanced 

once rob had taken both photos, rowena jumped off of the island to look at the photos that her dad had taken. and, she liked them both but decided that the one of her sitting was going to the supernatural group chat and the one of her stanidng was going onto rob's instagram story. the first one showed off more of her outfit which was a lovely blue maxi floral wrap dress that landed at her ankles - and yes, her school had a very loose dress code

"got to cherish every little frame..." 

"i know there was a time before you but, for the life of me, i can't recall,"

rob was so proud of himself as he sang that line straight to his little honey bee who smiled right back at him as her blue eyes glistened underneath the stage lights. 

wails of rob's first child, his newborn daughter filled the hospital room, his wife sadly deceased due to the traumatic childbirth, leaving him as a single father to his little honey bee. tears filled his ocean blue eyes as he watched intently at how interested and reactive his new daughter was to everything that was around her. they shared the same blue eyes, the same shy smile that then became a giant, glistening smile that lit up any room, the same brown hair that was if tussled the right way, looked curly. already, she was her daddy's twin, if she were male, she'd be her daddy's identical twin. however, since little honey bee had now been introduced into this world, it seemed as if she was all his world circulated around now. i mean, it had too now that he was a single father to the little bubba. yet, it seemed as if he wasn't able to remember his life before little honey bee, even though he knew it existed, he just couldn't for the life of him, recall what his life was like before honey bee was born. 

"...rob, congratulations on the baby girl and our deepest condolences about your wife. i know for sure that she didn't plan out a name for the little honey bee but, did you, by any chance, have any ideas on the name of your beautiful little girl?" cadence, his wife's midwife asked so she could print out the birth certificate of the newest arrival to the world as rob smiled at his honey bee, before looking back up to cadence

"rowena lois benedict," rob smiled up at cadence and she smiled back, nodding her head and getting right to her new job as rob's focus went straight back down to little rowena

"hello my gorgeous honey bee. i love you, rowena, so much!" 

"you bound around me, always fancy free, the world brand new awaits you, wait for me."

although rob did promise to not cry during the song, he may have lied just a little bit. his eyes were getting glassy and due to him having his hands full due to playing the guitar, rowena noticed. she pouted and she wiped the tear away with her thumb and pointer finger as the crowd erupted into a cheer of aww's. 

"aw, dad!" rowena whispered softly as her pointer finger wiped another tear just after her thumb did as rob giggled softly as he continued to sing, rowena joining in again

"ask me why there's pain and there's lies, don't always have the answer but i'm happy to try,"

rob couldn't remember the last time he had been so terrified for his little honey bee. maybe he remembers the last time being so scared for his daughter was when she got her last immunisation shots? wait, no, that didn't sound right as she now gets them done on the school campus. okay...yeah...no, he couldn't remember when the last time he had been so fearful for his little girl but, maybe this time topped all of those other forgotten times. rob's little honey bee had been air-flown to the hospital after she had been pushed off the jetty at a beach with some "friends" when it was late at night and she still hadn't come home. which was very strange as she was never one to lie or to come home late and got against her dad's very loose rules. 

rushing into that hospital alongside his daughter's three uncles, jared, jensen and misha, he had never been so urgent to get to his daughter until that very moment. making it even worse when he had to be forcefully held back by jared, jensen and misha so the nurses could wheel rowena out to then place her into the hospital room. only a hallway away from where the four men and a hospital receptionist were standing. 

it was two hours later when the four men were able to go visit their daughter and niece and they hadn't seen a scene so traumatising until that moment. an unusual pain that rob had never felt before twisted his heart as he saw all the tubes and machines that were the only things keeping his daughter alive at that very moment all attached to her. it made him go into a time loop of every single moment of rowena's life from the day she was born to this very moment of which she laid still, lifeless in that hospital bed. the very same hospital in which she was born at fifteen years ago.

"...dad...daddy?" a small voice that sounded hoarse and broken rang out as rob, jared, jensen and misha all woke up 

rob's head lifted up immediately from where his head had been laying on his daughter's hospital bed as his eyes softened. jared, jensen and misha also relaxing as rowena finally woke up.

"hey...hey, honey bee, are you okay? do you need water?" rob asked as rowena seemed dazed and confused but still managed to smile her smile that was still ever so identical to her father's

"i...i'm fine, just...just dazy and a little confused. but some water would be nice actually, thanks daddy," an almost fifteen year old rowena muttered out as her voice seemed to fade away due to lack of lubrication in her throat 

"of course i can, honey bee. uncle jared has just gone to fetch a nurse just to check your vitals. does anything hurt, what's your pain score?" rob asked softly as he grabbed ahold of his daughter's hand as misha helped her take another gulp of water before she responded, jensen keeping the door open for the nurse and jared

"oh...okay...i...i didn't know moose was here too. umm, no, i don't think anything hurts? what happened?" rowena questioned as rob, misha and jensen's eyes widened as jared walked in, does she have temporary amnesia

"honey bee, you...you were at the beach all afternoon and it was coming up to midnight and you still weren't home nor were you responding to my texts and you..." 

"...and i was jetty jumping with who i thought were some friends before i was pushed off the railing and i fell into the water..." rowena spoke in confusion as she widened her eyes, misha, rob and jensen in just as much shock as jared and the nurse had arrived

making jensen finally move away from the door and back next to misha, "...hello honey bee, nice to see you're awake again my sweet girl. now, i'm sure dad has already run through this with you just as uncle jared and i walked in but, does anything hurt and out of ten, what's your pain score?" the nurse, lisa, asks as she took some of rowena's vitals such as her pulse and heart rate as the girl blinked before responding 

"uh...umm, i don't think anything hurts and i don't know my pain score as i don't know what hurts or what i've injured..." rowena spoke in worry, seemingly latching onto her dad's confusion and worry to the fact that she couldn't feel pain with no clue as to what it was she had injured

"...oh, honey bee, that's completely understandable. we have been giving you high doses of pain medication so you would wake up and have little to no pain so glad it hasn't worn off just yet. but, what you did do is, you extensively bruised a rib, caused internal bleeding and you also injured your leg. but, lucky for you, you just escaped breaking or fracturing it so, no crutches or a leg boot for you. all you need to do is keep an eye on it as whilst you didn't exactly injure it, if you do notice any changes or abnormalities in pain, come back straight away as there may have been something we could have missed during the x-rays and ct scans," lisa explained as rowena nodded her head, it sounded like what happened was quite minor, excluding the whole internal bleeding thing, that is until she finds out it wasn't minor at all 

"oh, seriously? that...that's not too bad, is it?" rowena responded as lisa's face fell as did her dad's and three uncles as that worried the girl

"the internal bleeding was so bad that we had to temporarily place you in a coma to stop you from haemorrhaging and possibly dying just soley based on the internal bleeding. that and the bruised rib, it's bruised so badly that you won't be able to twist and turn your body for at least a month so the bruise can recover inside and out. in fact, it was just your leg that was the only major injury you managed to escape from so, yes, it was pretty bad honey bee," lisa spoke softly as rowena gulped as she made eye contact with her dad and uncles 

she could have possibly died and left her father all alone, not just as a widower but as a grieving parent without any other child to take care of. the fact that rob could have possibly outlived his only daughter and his wife really shook him up in all the worst ways. and it took him until seven the next morning to finally fall into a deep enough sleep without waking up in beads of sweat and tears due to having a nightmare of his daughter dying in that hospital bed. 

"ask me how, there's you and there's now, i'll share it with you soon as i figure it out,"

"dad...daddy?" rowena croaked out as she laid uncomfortably on the couch with pillows surrounding her bruised rib so she wouldn't injure it further 

before rowena could even blink properly, her dad was right by her side, "yes honey bee, what's up?" rob spoke softly as he brushed his fingers through his little girl's hair

"why is there so much pain and lies in this world and why am i feeling both of those things at the same time?" rowena asked in a desperate tone as rob's heart broke, he could tell she was sick and tired of her bruised rib and the internal bleeding she had received from the accident

speaking of the accident, the group of girls responsible for pushing rowena off the jetty were actually charged with an attempted manslaughter charge and an attempted fleeing the scene charge. after they had pushed her, they had actually tried to flee the scene until some lovely patrons who had seen the incident take place, tackled one of the girls whilst the others swam into the beach below to save rowena's life. and then, another person raised the alarm since they were confused as to why a group of fifteen/sixteen year old girls were still out at the beach at midnight on a school night. and it seemed as if they had the intuition to know that something fishy was going to happen. they just hadn't realised it would have been something as malicious as an attempt of manslaughter and fleeing. 

"i...i don't know my honey bee, i really don't know. it's a good question but, right now, i don't know the answer. but, i promise, once i figure it out, you'll be the first one i tell, okay?" rob smiled softly as his little honey bee smiled for what seemed like the first time in months as she then held out her pinky finger like she used to do when she was younger

"pinky promise?" she pouted as he smiled and nodded his head 

"pinky promise," 

"hang on my love, time's running out, cherish the day, that's what life is about," 

"....dad? what are you doing?" sixteen-year-old rowena, fully healed from her jetty accident giggled as she was getting ready to leave to an awards show with her dad and fellow cast

"i'm just....having a moment to just pause. the day is running out so, i'm cherishing it before it finishes. that's what i always said to you, that's what life is about my little honey bee," rob smiled, pinching his little girl's cheek as she giggled, swatting his hand away

"if you say so dad but, seriously, one more minute otherwise we'll be late and i don't want to be on cliff's murder list. not that he has one i'd imagine but, still, if we get in trouble i am for sure, putting all the blame on you!" rowena giggled as she lifted up her lilac-coloured dress which showed off her sparkled heels as she ran outside the front door

right where cliff, the security guard and driver for jared and jensen, and two more cast members, her uncle jared and uncle misha were waiting for them so they could leave.

"whatever you say, rowena lois," rob smiled as he took in a deep breath and nodded his head 

closing and locking the front door, rob jogged on behind his daughter to where cliff, jared, misha and rowena were all waiting on him for the award show that supernatural had a couple of nominations at. 

"so ask me what song i should sing, i'll hum it just to hear you ask anything," 

it seemed as if this song had really brought the house down in the way of how emotional and touching it was for the audience and the other supernatural cast members to watch. the father and daughter due continued to sing as rob sang the lyrics as rowena hummed the harmony, just like the lyrics suggested. 

"...i understand now why rob's always called rowena his little honey bee," jensen whispered, nudging over to spencer who just smiled and nodded his head 

"yeah, it's a sweet little story i think. rob actually told me after the wedding ceremony happened, it actually got me emotional as i never knew that her mom died during the birth of her and that honey bee was actually the nickname both mom and rob called her whilst they were pregnant with her. it's very sweet, especially when you think about the fact that they have the song as well," spencer whisperd back as jensen smiled and nodded his head

jensen really liked spencer, everyone in the supernatural cast did. actually, like was not the right word to describe it. the whole cast love spencer so, when they found out that rowena was going to be marrying him, they were more than over the moon. 

"yeah, it's...it's definitely a very sentimental thing that rowena's going to have with her for the rest of her life, even after rob..." jensen whispered as he absentmindedly swayed side to side as he heard the lyrics and the guitar fill the room 

"there you are, smiling in the same old way, 'cause maybe it's your wedding day," 

just like when she had been just born, rowena smiled that same old smile that was shy at first but then glistened and lit up every room she walked into. it had once again blindsided rob and made him emotional as it was finally the day of her wedding to her long-term fiancé, spencer list. she was wearing a gorgeous white, boho style, lace detailed, low-back and slit dress that really showed off the features that she really loved about herself. her light brown hair that now looked blonde had been put into two braids that were done up in low style buns with the rest of her hair that had been curled laying flat against her back with two pieces at the front of her head curled, which framed her face perfectly. a flower wreath had also been incorporated into her hair as it sat perfectly and made her hair look like a little fairy garden. rob hadn't ever been so mesmerised by his daughter in this way since her high school graduation. in which she was seventeen/eighteen and it was the first time she had ever worn a white dress to a school event and she had looked beautiful. but now, on the day of her wedding, she looked astronomically stunning in white. 

"...honey bee, you...you look absolutely gorgeous!" rob's voice caught in his throat as his eyes opened for the first look he was currently having with his daughter  

"thank you daddy, do you like it?" now, hearing his honey bee call him daddy at twenty-one years old and on her wedding day gave him the same butterflies like it did when she first said that word all those years ago when she was just a baby 

"yes...yes honey bee i...i love it! can i give you a twirl and see the back?" rob wiped his eyes with his left hand whilst his right hand had raised up to grab rowena's hand so he could twirl her

rowena smiled, her hand matching her dad's as she grabs it and rob twirl's her so he could see the back of her dress.

"of course you can!" she smiled as rob then fully twirled her around and saw that the back of the dress was also, obviously, very gorgeous whilst still being simplistic all at the same time

rowena's style with clothes wasn't really dramatic. she loved the simple, minimalistic style a lot better with a little touch of bohemian swirled in there. so, for her wedding dress, she wanted the bohemian influence in what was else a very minimalistic white lace dress rather than an over the top dress.

"you and spence are getting married today, how do you feel about that, honey bee?" rob sniffled as he smiled, making his little girl smile back

"it feels amazing dad, it really does. i honestly still can't believe it really!"  

"i see it, clear as i can see your face, there's someone who steals your heart away," 

getting emotional once again as rob and rowena thought back to her wedding, rowena once again wiping away a few of her dad's tears as they continued to sing together. her wedding flashback happily dancing around in their heads as the fans and supernatural cast just watched happily. 

even though he was just as excited as the next person in the wedding party, he was also just as terrified along with the rest of his and rowena's family that she was now getting married. she knew why it scared her dad that she was getting married. because it now meant that dad wasn't the only man who had stolen her heart away, for now spencer had taken it and now rob was no longer his daughter's first love. it was now spencer that was the boy she was head over heels in love with and saw her living the rest of her life with. 

"...you ready daddy?" rowena asked, rob tightly squeezing his daughter's hand as he tearfully smiled at his little honey bee who was now fully grown up 

"i think i am, honey bee. i'm ready to see you leave the nest," rob sniffled as rowena sweetly smiled and caught the single tear that left her dad's cheek before they were due to proceed down the aisle to her wedding ceremony to the love of her life

as the introductory song played as the father and daughter walked down the aisle, one of two things were going through both of their minds. one, even though the little honey bee was now grown up and married, she was still going to fly back and seek the comfort of her dad. two, he was still the first man that stole his honey bee's heart and taught her what it meant to be in love with the right person. 

"...thank you spencer, welcome to the family," 

"but you will always be my ballerina, dancing like we only have ourselves," 

growing up, rob made sure to have his little honey bee be involved in as many things as he could and, one of those things was dancing. ballet, more specifically and performing arts classes as the two main things that she did outside of school. one of her favourite things to do with daddy was to dance with him like they were the only two people on earth, like they only had themselves and they did. according to them, they were the only two people that populated their precious, little, safe world that was only known and fitted for them and their needs. 

"...rob, since wifey and i have finished our first dance, i think honey bee is wanting her father/daughter dance. i don't think i've seen her keener for anything else in my whole life or the entire night. i think she's wanting to be your ballerina for just one more night," spencer smiled lovingly and spoke softly as the two, now father and son-in-law, shared a beautiful moment 

rob nodded his head, thanking spencer and walked to centre stage to lead his little honey bee in a small dance of their own. 

"thank you spence, once again. and, of course, my biggest congratulations to you and rowena," rob smiled, sending his son in law a wink as he went off to the dance floor as spencer then went off to find his sister, peyton, so they could dance together 

once rob had found his little honey bee, they smiled before they started dancing and, to their luck, the song that had started to play from the dj station was none other than louden swain's, honey bee. as rob teared up, he rested one hand in rowena's as the other one rested on her back as they calmly swayed side to side, not needing to do anything extra cause that was coming later on. after the speeches and the other surprises that the bridal party had for everyone so right now, rob and rowena just swayed side to side. 

"...honey bee, you'll always be that nickname, you know that right?" rob whispered as he had finished singing a line of the song as rowena smiled as she nodded her head, lifting her head off of his chest 

"mhm," she mumbled as rob smiled, "and, ballerina?" she then countered in a question as rob giggled

"and ballerina," rob smiled as the two of them continued to sway side to side as the entire wedding party and guests watched on in awe at the father and daughter 

"you fly around me, swaying next to me, the world brand new awaits you, wait for me," 

the duo sings together as they both sway side to side, along with the crowd who were dead silent, no one saying a single thing. no one even uttering a single lyric despite everyone in the room, including the cast, basically knowing every single world, just letting the father and daughter sing it. 

if this is what twelve-year-old rowena thought that her life was going to be like when she got to twenty-one, she would have been beside herself with excitement. it still caught her off-guard sometimes that she was actually married and that she was still playing the same character on supernatural. it all hit her all at once in this single moment at how successful and happy she really was. 

rob was also in shock, never did he imagine that on the day that his honey bee was born and the day his wife died that twenty-one years later that his daughter would be married, on supernatural alongside him and be as happy as she was. and that he was even able to take complete care of that little baby and moulded her into this gorgeous, strong, funny, intelligent, caring, loving and happy girl that he had done so perfecty yet so imperfectly at the same time. it truly struck him emotionally every single day that the little girl he watched grow up was now so poised, loving, caring, talented and just outright selfless to the rest of the world. he couldn't believe that the little girl that he raised the majority of the time on his own when the supernatural cast were unavailable or before he even joined the show, that she had flourished into the lovely young woman that she was right at this moment as she sang this song with her dad.

"you buzz around me like a honey bee, the world brand new awaits you, wait for me,"

just like that once small girl that was dressed up as a honey bee that one old halloween night on the set of supernatural, chasing around her daddy like an actual honey bee, she was ready to take on the brand new world as it awaited her. but, she refused as it seemed as if her dad wasn't yet ready and that was all she needed to know that she could still wait so, she did. she waited for as long as her dad needed her to wait. 

"wait for me."

the song finished as the room erupted into cheers. straight away, rob dropped his guitar carefully, somewhat, and pulled his little girl in for a hug but not before picking her up. hr legs dangling straight down as she smiled, squishing her nose into his shoulder as they hugged for as long and as tightly as they could. 

they then pulled back as, despite the fact they run the risk of everyone hearing this next private moment between father and daughter, they didn't care one little bit. they wanted to be as transparent and honest as they could. 

"thank you for waiting for me, honey bee," rob smiled at his little girl who smiled back, not missing a single beat as everyone was in tears as they watched and heard rowena's response

"i'll always wait for you, dad,"  

"pinky promise, honey bee?"

"pinky promise, dad."

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ok, ok, this was way too cute omg! this is probably my favourite one i've written that's a happy one. also, small disclaimer, i know that rob's got two kids, a son and daughter and not three and that his wife is very much alive, i just decided to add that into the story after i had written the description because it sort of fit the description of the song in my head a bit better than if rob was married and had two other kids alongside rowena. otherwise, it would seem like i was making rob pick favourites out of his children in a piece of fiction and, i didn't want that. 

 ily xx

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