#Mack and Soph

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231108 ‘Oh, so you’re not looking for somewhere to make out like all the other teenagers who come down here? Good, good.’ The woman’s glare turned to a smile. Mack looked at Soph, who shrugged. Mack shrugged back. ‘We could do that, if it would help,’ Soph said. Mack shrugged again. ‘But that’s not why we’re here.’ Andrekara stood up. ‘No, no, it would not help. You can call me Ann, by the…

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Bones - Part 7 - [Mack x David]

A/N: In the spirt of American Thanksgiving... and family... I give you David Carlson in Switzerland. I'm giggling. You'll know why when you get through this one 😁

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“Okay, so David, anyone who is anyone is going to be at this dinner. AND there is a quiz after.” Sophie Hischier teases her sister’s boyfriend. Tonight is their first family dinner since they arrived in Switzerland a couple days ago. The Meiers and Hischiers rented out a private room to celebrate everyone returning to their homeland. 

“Shit, I didn’t bring my flashcards.” 

Sophie giggles like its the funniest thing in the entire world, then looks over at her sister.

“He is so funny.” She hums in Swiss German. “I love him. We’re keeping him.”

“Soph, English.” Mack chuckles, rolling her eyes. Sophie looks back at David. 

“I said, you’re funny. I love you and we keep you.” She reiterates. She squeezes his waist in a quick hug, then floats up to where her parents are walking towards the restaurant. Sophie laces her arm through her dad’s and the three of them take the stairs together. Behind them, Lucie and Connor walk with their daughter. Stella skips with her mom to a beat only the two of them know. 

“Twirl!” Lucie exclaims, cheering when Stella’s gorgeous rainbow skirt flares out in a circle. “So beautiful, baby!” 

“Woo!!!” Mack hears a cheer from behind her. She turns around, seeing her aunt and uncle strutting across the parking lot looking as posh as ever. 

“Expensive.” David gapes at the fancy sports car Timo clicks the remote to lock.

“Oh you don’t even know.” Mack chuckles. “Actually, he probably didn’t even have to pay for that. He’s all sorts of famous in this country.”

“Your dad?”

“Uh huh. Him too. My first car was a Mercedes. Mom tried to talk him out of it. Dad said I was the only one responsible enough to get one. Lucie had to have a BMW.”

“Say that sentence back.” David teases.

“They’re not the same.” Mack holds her hands up. “Like Chevy and Ford.” David snorts.

“Also not the same. Your family is like.. royalty in one of the world’s most expensive countries.” Mack looks at him, contemplating. Then turns away without acknowledging that. What is she supposed to say? He isn’t wrong, but it’s weird to admit to.

Instead, she smiles at her aunt and uncle’s approach.

“This is my Auntie Em.” Mack introduces David to her aunt. 

“Oh! Hi! It’s so nice finally meeting Mackie’s boyfriend. You look better like this. You know, when you’re not hurting my kid.” David pauses, mouth dropped open preparing to greet her. He laughs sheepishly.

“It was an accident. I…” He laughs again nervously, looking over at Mack.

“Honey, I’m kidding.” Emma teases. Her lips tilt up in a sly smile, then she pats his chest. 

“Oh good.” David sighs in relief as she continues striding past him to greet Lucie and Connor. Timo continues on with his wife after giving David a firm handshake.

“Isn’t she something?” Mack smirks. Behind her parents, Liv Meier hustles forward with Luca Fiala on her arm.

“Yeah. We all want to be her when we grow up.” Liv chuckles as she comes up to the two of them, wrapping her arms around Mack. 

“Oh, Hi, Livia.” Mack drawls. “Look at you. You’re stunning. And sooooo blonde!? I love it!” 

“Thank you! I just got a touch up from Auntie.” She shakes the long, blonde waves that are cascading down her back. “I feel like we got the exact blonde I wanted.”

“It looks great. You look so much like Auntie Em. Wow.”

“The best compliment!” Liv giggles. “Hi David, it’s so good to finally see you!” She goes to hug him.

“Oh my god, I forgot you two haven’t actually met in person.” Mack and Liv have done plenty of FaceTimes that David has participated in. But the schedules of Liv being in New York and David or Mack too have not lined up at all.

“I feel like we have though.” David smiles, hugging Liv as Mack greets Luca.

“Hey, good to see you, man.” Luca extends his hand to David. “For the record, loved the hit.” 

“Shhhhhh.” David shushes Luca. “I do not wanna upset Mama Meier.”

“Lio should be thanking you for that hit. Fixed his whole damn life after that.” Mack insists. David places a hand on Mack’s shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. He loves when she stands up for him. 

“Shall we?” Luca asks, extending his hand forward. The four of them walk up into the restaurant, finding their large family chatting in a private room. Stella is in Nico’s arms, pointing at all the pictures on the wall, making up names for the Swiss Alps peaks together. Lexi and Emma are catching up. Lio and Timo drink whiskeys together, listening to Savannah tell an animated story. Lucie and Connor are whispering to each other, lost in their own word as per usual. The twins are out on the balcony with glasses of wine, checking out their options for the night, Mack is sure.

Liv and Luca head towards the bar with Mack and David. The boys grab beers while Liv and Mack decide on martinis. 

“So how are you doing?” Mack asks Liv as they wait for their drinks. Luca and David dove immediately into shop talk about the latest trade rumors and free agency rumblings. 

“Good. Ready to be done with Grad school and this book.”

“Our little overachiever.”

“You should talk. Ms. youngest ever to be nominated for Travel Writer of the Year.”

“I didn’t win.” Mack shrugs.

“Yeah, but you were in the conversation. That’s huge, Mackie.”

“Yuck, I don’t want to talk about me. What about your new book? When can I read it?”

“Oh! Speaking of, I was going to ask, will you be one of my reviewers?!” 

“Yes! Oh my god, yes!” Mack grabs Liv’s forearm, squeezing and grinning excitedly. 

“Okay, perfect! I thought, since I get to do whatever I want without a dumb team telling me what to do… it would be so fun to have you on the back cover with a review.”

“I am so excited. Yes. Absolutely.” 

“Okay but it is a romance. You have to like.. try to like it.”

“Stop.” Mack snorts. “I have a man now. I’m not jaded.” Mack strokes her hand down David’s chest. He looks at her, then smiles, running his hand along her lower back to hold her while him and Luca continue discussing.

“Careful… You look too happy.” Liv winks at her cousin. “I’m thrilled for you.” She whispers quietly. “Love looks good on you.” Mack sighs happily, dragging her cousin into a big hug.

“Learning from the best.” Mack bats her lashes dramatically. “Your parents.” Mack finishes, when she sees her aunt and uncle smooching like teenagers outside. “Look at them.”

“No, they are disgustingly in love. Just be like.. demure instead.”

“Big word!” Mack exclaims. “Okay, I am going to grab this drink and my man and take him outside so he can see the view while the sun is still kind of out.”

“Yes, go.” Liv grabs her drink too.

“Come with me?” Mack asks David, sliding her hand into his free one. They both step outside onto the terrace. Mack sighs immediately at how gorgeous the view is. The sunsets here are so unique and breathtaking. It’s like nothing else has been able to compare and she has seen sunsets all over the world. But this is still her favorite one. 

“Wow.” David whispers. He grabs her hips, pinning her between him and the railing so they can hold each other while taking it all in. The cold glass of David’s beer rests on her forearm. Mack’s eyes scan along the horizon, drinking in the jagged peaks of the Alps. Sometimes, its hard for her to believe this is real, that she got to live and grow up in such a magical place. “How did you leave this place?” He asks her. 

“Sometimes you have to leave to appreciate where you come from. I was at that point.” Mack murmurs back to him. She takes another sip of her drink. “As you’ve probably noticed, everyone in this town knows me.”

“Mhm.”

“I wanted to be anonymous for once in my life. What better place to do that than in New York.”

“Would you move back here?”

“I might. When I’m older and feel like I want a slower life. Would you come with me?”

“Hell yeah. I’d sell the farm and we could buy some land here. Figure out how to make stuff grow…” He trails off dreamily. 

“Always a farmer.”

“Yeah, honey. It’s how I grew up. How I made the farm work too. I knew enough to get by, but when my dad died, that responsibility pushed me to figure out how to make it all successful, not just get by.”

“You’ve done a great job.”

“I’m not fishing for compliments. Just saying.” He shrugs. He takes a long sip of his beer, then rests it back against her arm. “Figuring out alpine farming would be fun. Good retirement plan.” He smirks against her temple, then kisses her there.

Mack has no plans to move back to Switzerland, but knowing David would live here after only a two day taste has her feeling content.

When the lighting of the sunset dims, Mack and David walk back into the restaurant with linked fingers. The warm summer breeze swirls Mack’s hair around as she takes in her family. She loves them. They’re a loud, crazy, hilarious bunch, but they are hers. She loves how David already fits in like a missing piece of them that found it’s way back home. Dinner is served, wine is poured, and laughs are shared all around. The usual suspects are made fun of- Lio and the twins. Everyone swoons when Sophie talks and then grows quiet when Nico speaks.

The dynamics are there, even with Lucie and Connor who disappear during dinner for awhile. Lucie comes back looking way too put together, almost purposefully. Mack catches her eye and shakes her head. David squeezes her thigh under the table. Dessert is decadent chocolate mousse that has David’s eyes rolling back into his head.

“The best.” Mack tells him. He nods.

“Yeah. American chocolate sucks.”

The Swiss at the table cheer proudly. “Okay, he can stay in the family!” Sophie yells.

“Thanks, Soph.” David smiles at Mack when he says it. Mack threads her fingers over his hair then pulls him in for a kiss while everyone watches. David cups her cheek, moving his lips against hers as everyone cheers. 

“To family.” Nico raises his glass. “Proscht!”

The room fills with clinking glasses. Mack and David clinks theirs together too. 

Proscht, indeed.

- - - & - - -

Two weeks into being home with David and Mack is more relaxed than she has ever been in recent memory. There is nowhere to go, nowhere to run off to. Everyone she wants to see is here and everything else can wait. 

Beneath the mountain sun, she lays out in a chaise, quietly reading a book while the boys are bopping around in the lake. Stella is learning how to swim with her dad while Lio and David cheer her on from beside him.

“That’s it Stell!” Connor cheers as she rushes towards him. Mack glances up, seeing the flailing arms and legs of her niece. It looks less like swimming and more like drowning to her. But Connor’s arms wrap around the little girl’s body, pulling her up and out. Stella’s hair is slicked across her face, held over her cheeks by the pink, sparkly goggles she has on.

“Good job!” Lucie cheers from next to Mack. “I’m trying to let go of all my anxiousness, but it’s a little hard.” Lucie sighs to Mack. She scratches at her cheeks then takes another sip of the mocktail she made earlier in the day. 

“Connor has her.”

“I know. It’s just…” Lucie shakes her head. “Hard with my pre-birth anxiety.” 

“I can see that.” Mack acknowledges. Although she isn’t pregnant and doesn’t plan to be, she can certainly see how life-changing moments like pregnancy and birth can alter your brain chemistry and world outlook. Lucie waves at Connor and Stella in the lake.

“Mom! Did you see!?”

“I did, baby! Good job!” She yells down again. “Where is Soph?” Lucie asks Mack. “I thought she was supposed to be back by now?”

“I think they were boating to town for lunch, then she would be back.”

“Oh. She better not be on a boat with someone who is drinking and driving.”

“Really?” Mack purses her lips. “Like you never got into a boat with Lio after he had been drinking.”

“I was dumb. She is smarter than me.” Lucie insists.

“I don’t think anyone is smart at 19.” Mack reminds her. Lucie sighs. 

“I’m going inside. I need a break from life.”

“Okay.” Mack waves to her, then settles back into her book. 

Mack gets through several more chapters of her book before the group in the lake gets tired from swimming lessons. David comes to sit in Lucie’s vacated chair while Connor heads inside to grab Stella a well-earned snack. Lio and Savannah disappear down to the dock to join Liv and Luca there.

“That was super fun.” David sighs. “She really got the hang of it at the end.”

“She has the best coaches and hype boys down there.” Mack smiles, putting a book mark in her book then closing it. 

“Stella is such a firecracker. I love it. At one point, she sucked up some water and we were like ‘take a break!’. She refused. Just said ‘again’ and cruised right through that water to try again.” 

“She worked up an appetite too.” 

“Oh yeah. Needed a jelly sandwich.” David grabs one of Mack’s ankles, bringing her foot into his lap so he can massage it for her. “How is your book?”

“Good.” She smiles.

“Let me guess you’ve read it like 20 times?”

“Yeah and it get better every time.” She grins at him.

“My girl hates surprises.” He chuckles. 

“Yep.” She strokes her big toe down the center of his abs. She then lets it skirt over the ties of his board shorts before resting it back on his thigh. David licks his lips, slowly looking over at her. His green eyes sparkle, a slight smirk lifting a corner of his mouth up. It’s a warning. Mack purses her lips and looks away.

“I’m going to head inside.”

“Will you be back?” He asks. 

“Yeah I feel like I need a snack and a bathroom break.”

“Okay.” David releases her foot. Mack slides it from his lap then stands. She stretched her arms high into the sky, shaking her head at the way her boyfriends eyes are clearly on her boobs.

“Obvious.”

“Not trying to hide it, honey.” He says, leaning back in his chair.

Mack walks in through the sliding glass door, smiling as Stella has jelly smeared all over her face.

“Grape!” She exclaims, holding a half eaten portion out to her.

“Ooo, looks good.” Mack tickles here wet, ruffle covered belly then goes the the fridge to grab a sparkling water. She cracks the bottle open then glugs down a few sips.

“Okay, are we ready to go back out?” Connor asks his daughter. “Maybe do some back flutters this time?”

“I’ll come with babe!” Lucie calls from the living room.

Mack smiles, watching the Woods gather one another then head back out into the lake. The house is quiet, everyone out enjoying the hot summer sun. Mack leaves her water bottle on the counter, then heads upstairs to the guest bathroom. She quickly does her business, then washes her hands. After, she fixes her pony tail and double checks her sunscreen coverage still looks good on her face. She should probably grab a hat while she is inside.

The thought barely gets across her mind as she opens the door. Outside the bathroom, her boyfriend sits, bare-chested, board shorts swelling with a glint in his green eyes. Oh.

“What are you doing?” Mack asks as he steps forward. His hands on her hips push her back into the bathroom. He shuts the door, flipping the lock.

“I don’t trust Stella.” He explains. Mack closes her eyes, laughing and nodding her head. True.

“Bend over that counter.” He points to her. Mack scans his face, beginning to drip into her bikini bottoms with how damn possessed he looks. 

“That one?” She asks, jerking her hand over her shoulder. David turns her shoulders, then forces her to bend over the counter. Mack exhales in surprise. “Okay…” She laughs, then pulls her hair over one shoulder. She looks up in the mirror at him. “Now what?” David smirks at her.

“Your dad followed me into the house.” He tells her as he grabs the edges of her bottoms. Mack stills. She glances towards the door as the cloth falls to her ankles. “He thinks you’re the tamest daughter. The non-chaotic one who would never do something like beg her boyfriend to fuck her in the bathroom while he’s downstairs.”

His fingers glide over her puffy lips, gliding to her entrance to gather up her wetness then spread it across her sex. Mack swallows her moan, keeping her face neutral.

“I don’t know if I want it right now?” She tilts her head, challenging. David raises his eyebrows at her. He begins to undo the ties on his swim trunks, making Mack’s eyes lower with pleasure. 

“You don’t want this?” He asks, gathering his hard erection in his hand. He strokes her core with his swollen head. Mack sways from pleasure but shakes her head no. She breaks eye contact when she does this. David grabs her face, squeezing her cheeks for her to open her eyes. Her lashes flutter as she does, looking almost innocent in the mirror. “Say it again.” He eases just the tip of his cock into her. Mack tries to close her eyes and David squeezes her cheeks harder. “Baby. I asked you to do something for me.”

Mack sags into his body, causing her to swallow more of his shaft. David pulls out of her, letting the hardness slap against her outer lips as he waits for her answer. 

“I want it.” She moans as his fingers twirl her clit. 

“Yeah. Beg.”

“Please, I want your cock.” She whispers. She turns away from their reflection in the mirror to look at him. He leans down, kissing her lips, devouring her mouth like she is his lunch. 

Then he grips his shaft, rolling himself through her slit once, before plunging in. 

In her haze, Mack completely forgot about David’s statement.

Her dad came in with him. 

It isn’t until she is two minutes into getting fucked on the bathroom counter that it hits her. The handles of the cabinets bite into her thighs and knees. David brings her up on her tip toes to get better leverage. Then footsteps hit the stairs.

“Shit.” Mack whispers, reaching back to stop David’s thrusts into her. David looks at her in the mirror, then shakes his head. He leans more forward over her back and fucks deeper into her. The sounds fills the echoing bathroom and Mack shakes her head at him in the mirror. David stops, seeing her clear panic and discomfort.

“Trust me?” He asks her, slowly puling out then pushing back in. The elicit allure of pleasure blurs rational thought from her brain. Mack can only describe what happens next as pure insanity. She nods that he can continue. Then David puts his foot up on the toilet lid before pushes her down onto the counter again. He brings her hand to his balls to keep them from thrashing against her skin. Now his long, deep strokes hit into her without any crude clapping. Her ass nudges against his inner thigh and abdomen instead, allowing deep thrusts but eliminating the risk of being heard.

Mack clenches around him, shoving her mouth into her forearm. She bites down hard as her breasts sway into the cool marble from David’s hard fucks into her. He brings a hand to her neck, close to her shoulder, pulling her back onto his thick cock.

“Shhhh.” He mouths to her in the mirror when she looks up at him.

The closet door by the bathroom opens, they can hear rummaging around. Mack bites her lip, eyebrows squiggling together as she holds back a deep, primal moan.

“Good girl.” He mouths to her, barely audible.

The closet door shuts and the footsteps lead back towards the stairs, clomping down them. 

Once the coast is clear, David begins to fuck harder into her, long, strokes while his hands move to cup her breasts. He massages them, tweaking her nipples as he connects his chest with her back.

“Baby watch me make you cum in that mirror.” He demands. He grips her chin, forcing her gaze back in front of her.

Mack raises her brown eyes to him and watches. There, she sees every dip and curve of his hips as he fucks her pussy. She sighs, collapsing into his thrusts, letting his hands maneuver her body to get them both to their high. When she is close, he keeps that demanding pace, licking his lips, hips dipping down to get her at a better angle. His head rubs at her walls in a delicious tease that has Mack coming around him. He fucks her through her orgasm, keeping a tight grip on her hips as he takes what he needs.

He slams into her three more times, hard, unforgiving, then spills into her core. His hips smoosh her ass, forcing her stomach into the counter uncomfortably. The view of his face as he comes has Mack’s muscles fluttering around him again. She exhales a groan, holding his ass so he stays deeply buried inside of her. When he opens his soft green eyes to take her in, she clenches her walls around him again. David grins at her, then cups her ass, giving it a demanding squeeze. David presses his hips into her harder, then rolls her hips against him. Mack squeezes again, David bites his lip then hisses at the overstimulation.

“Fuck.”

David pulls out of Mack, bringing with him a glob of his cum. He grabs toilet paper, wiping it off, then goes to her used, puffy lips. He cleans her off as best he can, before pulling her bikini bottoms back into place. He tucks himself back into his shorts, then grabs Mack’s hips, holding on to her as he sighs.

“Better and better every time. I swear.”

“Yeah, cause you’re a freak in this house.” She chuckles. Her and David have had a great sex life since the beginning, but he has been almost insatiable since they’ve arrived in Switzerland. He shrugs.

“Something about you here has me hooked even more than usual.” Mack stands back up to her full height. David’s hands move to wrap around her stomach, holding her close. His big hands completely cover her abdomen, making Mack’s insides fill with butterflies. He stares at her in the mirror then turns to kiss her head. 

“I love you.” Mack tells him. “I don’t want to share you anymore. Let’s go take a nap.” Mack flips her hair back over her shoulder. “You can hold me and kiss me and love on me again when we wake up later.” David smiles.

“Sounds like Heaven.” 

Mack goes to the door, unflipping the lock then glancing both ways. When it’s clear, she pushes David out into the hallway. He laughs at how guilty she looks tiptoeing back to her room. She leans against the door, sighing in relief at not being caught.

“Now that I’m not dizzy from your dick, I will literally die if he heard us.”

“He didn’t hear anything.” David assures her. He has no idea, clearly, but Mack finds it adorable that he wants to ease her worries. “If he did, I’ll take the blame. Let him hate me so you can stay perfect in his eyes.”

“My dad definitely doesn’t think I’m perfect.” Mack crawls into bed next to him after changing into a pair of athletic shorts. David collects her to his chest immediately. 

“You’re perfect to me, honey.”

David rubs her hair.

Mack rubs his stomach.

Then they do the best thing you can on a summer vacation, fall asleep in a warm cocoon of love.

- - - & - - -

(David)

Exhausted from swimming in the lake all day, Mackenzie Hischier lays curled up into a perfect ball in her boyfriend’s lap. David strokes his hand along her back, careful to keep an even rhythm so she doesn’t wake up. She’s been fighting a nap all day after he kept her up most of the night. It wouldn’t be fair for him to wake up her again when she’s finally getting some good sleep. So slow, continuous strokes over her sweatshirt are what he does.

David has loved everything about Switzerland, but there is something sinfully sexy about fucking Mack in her childhood bedroom. He can’t get enough of it. He’s never been one to wake her up multiple nights in a row, for multiple rounds, but here he is, doing it for almost an entire month. He loves her soft moans, loves the way she bites onto the meat of his palm to stay quiet, loves knowing no one else has ever had her in that room before. Not even her dipshit college “boyfriend” who couldn’t find her clit.

What a fucking idiot. David finds himself quietly scoffing and shaking his head. He blinks away his thoughts, then adjusts Mack a bit on his thigh where her hip bone is digging into him. He tilts his head down to look at her face. Her lips are split apart and the left side of her nose squishes slightly up on his chest. He smiles down at her, loving how comfortable she is here with him. When he raises his gaze back to the room, he catches Nico Hischier studying them. David double checks his hands are in appropriate places on Nico’s daughter then gives him a nod. Nico nods back, a sign of acceptance, then turns back to the TV where a movie plays out.

David hopes to catch Nico and Lexi tonight without Mack hovering around the corner. He thinks she might finally be tired enough to go to bed first. David’s chest starts to pound a little harder in his chest at the thought of the conversation he needs to have with his girlfriend’s parents. He knows they like him, but hopes the last four weeks they’ve spent here has them completely comfortable with giving him permission to marry their daughter.

He can’t imagine life without Mack. She stormed into his life all hot and bothered, overstimulated and under appreciated. He’s gathered her up in the midst of all that and soothed those out of control parts of her by loving her so well. He knows her parents can see that, hell Nico is looking over at them again seeing it in real time. Mack finds David safe and comfortable. No one has ever been able to hold her free and kept at the same time. 

David vows to be the only one to do that. Ever.

After her parents give their blessing.

The movie ends and Sophie’s loud yawning makes Mack startle awake. She sighs, gripping David’s sweatshirt tighter. He kisses her head, then begins to work his grip around her back and under her knees.

“Ready?” He asks her. She nods. David stands with her in his arms, carrying her up the stairs to her room. He lays her on the queen sized bed, filled with a deep purple comforter adorned with ruffles. It’s so moody but girly, just like her. He can imagine her laying on this bed as a teenager, head phones in, book in front of her face as she ignored her dad’s second call for dinner.

���I’m gonna grab some water for us. I’ll be back.” He murmurs to her. Mack doesn’t even hear him. She’s already fallen back to sleep tucked into her sheets. 

David won’t wake her up tonight. It’s clear she needs the sleep.

Quietly, he tip toes out of the room. Lucie and Connor are saying their goodbyes with a sleeping Stella in her father’s arms. Nico smoothes the little girls curls down, then kisses her cheek gently.

“Goodbye, sweets. We will see you back home okay?” Nico assures the little girl. She nods sleepily in response, then yawns.

“Bye. See you for Fall break.” Sophie hugs the two adults, then skirts around everyone to go up to her room. David nods to Lucie and Connor.

“See you tomorrow at the airport.” He acknowledges them. They’re all heading back to New York on the same flight. Then Connor and Lucie will be heading to Massachusetts while Mack and David jet to Iowa.

Nico and Lexi walk the family out of the house to the car. David waits leaning against the wall in the entry way. He glances over his shoulder, listening for sounds of Mack, but hearing none. Even Sophie has gotten quiet upstairs. The two parents walk back into the big house holding hands. 

“Hey, I’m sorry to ah, pounce on you right at the end of the night, but I was hoping we could talk?”

“Sure.” Lexi nods, motioning with her hand back to the living room. David leads the way, sitting back in the chair him and Mack had been in earlier while her parents take the couch. He leans forward, elbows on his knees, hands clasped together. 

“What’s up?” Nico asks, a slight smile on his face. David smiles back, breathing out heavily as he glances at the pictures on the wall. There are several of Mack when she was younger with varying faces. One in particular he loves because she’s sticking her tongue out while crossing her eyes. She’s carefree like children are and he brings that same looseness out in her as an adult.

“To start, I want to say thank you for letting me stay here with your family. I have really enjoyed my time here. You two have welcomed me here, and into the family, without any reservations. You knew me before as Connor’s teammate but my on-ice personality is a little different than who I am off the ice. I know with your career, you understand that.” Nico chuckles and nods. 

“Um, every time I try to get the words together to describe what Mack means to me, I fail miserably, but I’m gonna try to get this right for you two. Simply put, I love her. Unconditionally. With every fiber of who I am, I love your daughter. Every single thing about her, even the parts of herself that she desperately tries to change because she thinks they aren’t good enough for the world. She’s moody, inconsistent, always wanting to run around the world and be anywhere but home. And I love it.”

“Mack can certainly be a little complex.” Lexi acknowledges as the three of them chuckle at David’s description of her.

“I hear you, but not to me. I see her. I know her. I hear her. I heard her when she ran in January. And I heard her when she came back to me too. That doesn’t scare me. I know she needs to go sometimes. She needs to be free to feel and grow and come to terms with what she probably already knows.  I’m never gonna cage her in. She will always know freedom and space while also having a home with me.” Lexi rolls her lips together, pursing them as her eyes fill with tears.

Nico brings his clasped hands to his lips, pressing into them until they turn white from the pressure. David swallows hard. How is this going? Is it going good? He can’t fucking read them. 

“I hope that what you’ve seen of me in this last four weeks has you believing my words and intentions with her. I want Mack to be my wife. I want to come home, take care of her, love her and support her. I want to have dreams and goals with her that we make come true in our own way- a mix of my grit and her creativity. So…” He trials off, reaching into the inner pocket of his sweatpants where he zipped the ring earlier. He pulls it out between his thumb and pointer finger. “With your blessing, I would really like to marry your daughter.” 

“Wow.” Lexi practically hiccups. She looks over at Nico who nods with his eyes closed. “Yeah.” Lexi brings her hands up to her eyes. She wipes her fingers under them then reaches for the ring. “Can I?” 

“Of course.” David hands it over to her. Lexi holds it delicately in her fingers, turning it every which way as the light collects in the diamonds.

“I don’t think… we ever really saw this for Mack.” Lexi acknowledges. 

“Yeah.” Nico clears his throat. “Mack just… never wanted to be in love. I think she was that way when you first met her too.” David nods. 

“Spicy when she doesn’t like how things make her feel.”

“Mhm.” Nico nods. He scratches at his forehead, then continues. “As a parent, all you want is for your kids to be happy. We were happy if Mack was happy. When Mack came home this winter, she was not happy. She was miserable. And even in those tough moments in the cabin with her, she loved you. She loved you enough to try to decide for you that you deserved better.” David shakes his head, smiling as he does it.

“Crazy.” 

“Yeah, well you’re the one signing up for a lifetime left of that.” 

“Can’t wait.” David beams. Nico chuckles.

“I believe that. Lex and I were talking the other night how good you are at loving her. It’s been a long time since we have seen Mack so comfortable in who she is and her roller coaster. She fights it a lot. She doesn’t like the parts of her that are out of control. But those parts aren’t so scary for her when she’s with you. She embraces them, lets them show and then pass because she’s safe with you. We can’t thank you enough for that. For loving her so completely that she doesn’t want to run anymore.” Lexi hands the ring over to Nico. He looks it over for a moment, then holds it in the air towards David. “She’s going to love that.”

“Yeah, she is.” David agrees.

“I know we don’t know your parents and truthfully, Lexi and I are sad about that as I’m sure you are too. But they would be very proud of the man you have become.” David stills, feeling tightness grip his throat. “They raised a strong, caring, empathetic person who works his ass off for the people he loves. Mack is lucky to be one of those people.” 

“Thanks.” David clears his throat. “That means a lot coming from you.” 

“You’re our kid now.” Lexi nods her head along with Nico. “And we love you.” 

“Big time.” Nico acknowledges. 

The three of them stand. Hugs are shared all around, then David dismisses himself to join Mack for bed. They have an early morning tomorrow. As David climbs back up the stairs, he sneaks a look over his shoulder at Nico and Lexi hugging each other. He grins as he walks down the hall.

David is finally going to get his family after all.

Read more Mack and David here.

[lukemfhughes]

Dumbs

The sophs living with the reader

! English is not my first language !

It was exciting to live with the boys, most of the time. Some days it was rough to try to be the peace maker when Duker ate Marks piece of pie.

Duker, Mark and Eddy were prob the wildest of them. Luke and Mackie were ”calm”.

When the school year started you thought that the year is gonna be awesome. But in the back of your head you knew that you needed to enjoy this year cause some of the boys were leaving after their sophomore year.

”Dylan!” You yell when you found an plate and glass from the table. ”Yea?” He asks while walking into the room. ”Put these away.” You say and drop your school stuff to the table. ”Yes… mom.” He mumbles the end. You just stick your tongue out for him.

”Sup bitches!” Eddy yells as he enters the house.

”Who’s ready for a game dayyy!” He continues. You look at him and say ”Shut up i’m trying to study.” He then nods and skips up the stairs.

Couple hours later it’s 3:30 pm and the boys are getting ready to leave to yost. ”Goodluck! I will see you guys after the game.” You say when the boys leave the house.

After couple hours you arrive the arena by yourself. You take a seat behind Erik’s goal. Luke skates past you and waves to you.

The game starts and umich gets quick start when Mackie score after the first 3 minutes. The game goes on and goals come for both of the teams. There is 5 minutes to go on the 3rd period when the score is 3-5 to umich. The horn rings to signal that the game ended. The boys cheer and hug Erik.

You walk down to the locker room hall and wait for the boys to come out. Mark and dylan walk out first and come to talk to you. After a while the other boys come out too and you guys leave yost.

”Is there an after party?” You ask as you enter your home. ”Yea it’s at Nolan’s house.” Luke answers. ”Are you guys going?” You ask. ”Yea.” Everyone mumbles.

In an hour you guys entered Nolan’s house. ”Sup.” You mumble to Nolan as he gives you an hug.

The night goes on kinda chill, nothing special happens. Until Duker pops up in front of you looking extreamly drunk. ”How many beers have you drinken?” You ask him. ”3 beers and some other drinks.” He answers. ”I think it’s time to go home.” You say and put your arm around his waist to support him while he walks.

You guys get home and you lead duker to his room. You put some water and painkillers to his nightstand. ”Goodnight.” You say and leave his room.

You walk back downstairs where the other boys are watching tv. ”Duker was waisted.” You say and plop next to Luke. ”Yea he looked like he was a kid who had gotten too much sugar” Luke says. You just mumble back something as agreeing.

”I’m gonna head up to bed, goodnight.” You say and leave the room.

This was my first writing and i hope that no one will give me hate cause of this and if you liked reading this please like and send more ideas if you want to read more.

And remember that i do not speak english as my native language so please don’t judge cause of that.

And before someone comes to complain about that i stole the idea from @mack-samo 🐞anon yes i took idea from her and if that’s problem for @mack-samo and the 🐞anon i can delete this.

[sophs-style]

sophs-style:

Elizabeth Lail at the ‘Mack & Rita’ premiere on Wednesday (10th August 2022) in Hollywood, California.

Elizabeth wore an Adam Lippes white shirt and skirt, styled with a black A.L.C. bralette. The bralette tied in the black Alexandre Birman sandals and Roger Vivier clutch. 

[444names]

spanish, american and italian forenames

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[captainkippen]

UPDATE: CHAPTER FIVE

Summary:

Cyrus Goodman expected a lot of things from college. TJ Kippen wasn't one of them.

Tag list: @80srhapsvdy, @illbeyourreasonwhy, @theobligatedklutz, @ahhh-idk-something, @buffy-driscool, @cool-anonymous-tyrus-shipper, @tjgoodkippen, @akamela, @someplacex, @breadisticks, @marvelous-me-always, @thedampjofangirl, @ziall-paynlinson, @tea-for-one-please, @luzawithoutu, @tyrus-is-canon, @tylercamebackyes, @c-ristopher, @stars-soph

[c-j-writes]

Fictober 2019

Prompt #3 “Now? Now you listen to me?”

[Untitled Gay Mess]

Rating: T

Warnings/Tags: Will involve drug abuse in later chapters

Chapter Three

The alarm on my phone blares right next to me the next morning. My hand lifts to snooze the damn thing and I roll over to sink back into the warm bed. When I roll over though, my arm bumps into a lump in the bed beside me. I drag my eyes open just slightly enough to make out the mass of blonde hair in front of my face. I’m fully going to blame it on being close to unconsciousness at the moment, but when I realized where I was, I sunk into the pillow and wrapped my arm around Soph’s torso. 

Her breathing moved my arm up and down rhythmically and I felt myself nearing sleep again. The warmth that radiated from the blankets and Sophie made me feel more than comfortable. Not really thinking about it, I pulled closer to her and rested my head on her shoulder. I could live like this. It was so warm and cozy and comfortable and I didn’t have to worry about anything at that moment. 

Then the moment was over. My late alarm started bleeping and Soph’s regular alarm went off too. Doing my best to stay still and pretend I was asleep, I ignored them for a few seconds. Sophie stirred next to me and I cursed the universe for making today a school day. The blonde groaned and swatted at the table on her left, trying to find her phone and shut it up. With some mumbled curses and more banging, she finally turned it off and then groaned again when she found that my phone was making noise as well. 

“Ands, as touching as this show of emotion is, we’ve got to get up,” she mumbles. Something in her tone whips me right back to reality. I lean over and end the assault on our ears, shifting to stand up out of the bed. The cold aches to my bones in comparison to the warmth I’d been surrounded in. But I make myself keep moving and trudge over to the set of drawers where I know some of my clothes are hidden in. 

Soph and I had been friends since middle school. We’d had more sleepovers than I could think of counting.  Naturally, we’d both accumulated drawers and closet space in each other’s rooms. Sometimes it felt like Soph actually took over more space in my room than I did. It made these impromptu sleepovers easier to manage. 

From her bed, Soph was still fighting sleep and trying to untangle her limbs from the blanket with as little effort as possible. While she was still struggling to move, I found an outfit and slipped across the hall to the bathroom. Sure, I’ve changed in front of Soph before, but I’ve always felt the least bit of awkwardness in my gut when I did. It was just more comfortable to change in the bathroom instead. 

When I stepped back into the room, having washed the sleep out of my face, I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of Sophie still dozing on the bed. 

“Soph, you’re the one who said we had to get up,” I commented, pulling at the blankets surrounding her. She groaned, covering her eyes with her arm. “Don’t make me drag you, it’s too early for that.” 

“Like you wouldn’t love it.” The comment made me drop the blanket from my hands. I stepped back, absently watching as she finally sat up and turned to get out of the bed. She moved around the room, getting ready for the day without a care in the world. But I felt like I couldn’t move. 

She’d made comments like that before. Jokes about how I was always around girls and how I acted more like a guy sometimes. She’d even cracked up when she thought about the fact that I’ve only ever had one boyfriend back in middle school and it lasted less than a month. I was used to it. I always laughed along because they were just jokes. But the way she said it, something about the tone or the setting or the timing… something. All I could think about was one of the mornings I woke up after spending the night with Mack. 

She had basically forced me into agreeing to a movie night. Her parents had been away somewhere, maybe a trip or just an evening out, I don’t remember if I even asked. Neither of us meant to fall asleep, she was supposed to drive me home before midnight. Instead, I woke up to soft snores and a hundred angry messages from my father. After he forgave me for scaring him shitless, Mack made it a mission of hers to have movie nights every week. My father never cared where I went, as long as I told him whether or not I’d be home. 

The memories of those mornings were something I’ve been trying to push as far out of my mind as I could. They were supposed to stay in the world of summer and not mix in with the world of school. The world of sports and friends and teammates and everything my normal life consists of. But here I was, thinking about the fairy lights that hang off of her windows and the posters that are tacked on her ceiling. I tried to think of how annoyingly persistent she’s been, but all I could remember was the smile that would light up the room when she opened her eyes. 

“Earth to Andy,” Sophie said, throwing a pillow from her bed at me. I shook my head, bringing myself back to the room I was in. “Now? Now you listen to me?” She rolls her eyes at me and finishes making her bed. “Where did you go?” I pulled my lips into a smile and laughed.

“Nowhere, just tired. It’s too fucking early.” 

“God, you’re not wrong.” I could tell from her voice that she was very hungover. Soph leads the way out of her room and downstairs. Her father is still asleep, as usual, but her mother smiles at us as we hit the kitchen. Her mom is one of those moms that doesn’t have a job so she takes her role as a stay at home wife way too seriously. She always has breakfast ready when Soph wakes up and keeps the pantries stocked full for whenever anyone visiting wants a snack. My mom was never like that, but I didn’t mind. 

“Good morning, girls,” Soph’s mom chirped, taking a tray of bagels out of the oven and setting them on the counter for us to take from. 

“Morning, Mrs. D,” I replied. Sophie poured herself a fresh cup of coffee as I grabbed a bagel and started spreading cream cheese on it. 

“How was your first day yesterday?” Sophie kept quiet, paying more attention to her drink and her phone.

“It was good, I’m glad to be getting back to the routine of it, you know?” Mrs. Drake hummed, continuing to smile as she rounded the kitchen and made sure all the surfaces were spotless. “I’m probably going to get the team together to practice some drills after school since it’s been a while since our last practice.” 

“Oh, are you excited for the season this year, sweetheart?” 

“Yeah, we’ve still got a few months and everything, but I’m really excited. There’s going to be a lot of recruiters around and everything, so yeah.” Soph grabbed my arm then and started dragging me to the door. 

“Alright, enough bonding, we have to get to school, Mom.” I waved to Mrs. Drake as we left the house. 

“Alright, I hope you two have a good day!” Sophie rolled her eyes, but I smiled. One of my favorite parts of being over at Soph’s house was how nice her mom was. It was hilarious how such a sarcastic and snappy human could come from someone so sweet and chipper.

Sophie chugged her coffee on our way to the car, almost finishing it by the time we climbed in. “We’re going to need to hit Starbucks on our way,” she muttered as she jammed the key in the ignition. 

It isn’t until I’m staring into my locker before the first period that I notice the absence of my bookbag. There are only a few minutes until the bell, so I shrug it off and close my locker. Sophie had already taken off to her class, wanting to sit down in hopes that her head would stop throbbing. She almost killed us multiple times on the way to school. Her driving scared me normally, but while she was hungover? We were definitely lucky to be alive.

I still had a good amount of time before class, so I walked down the hall slowly, not overly eager to get to math class. The hallways weren’t too crowded, which was surprising for it being the second day. Usually, they wouldn’t calm down until a month in or so. It was nice walking down the hall without having to worry about the congestion though. 

There was a tap on my shoulder as I was about to round the corner to the math and science hall. Before I could turn to see who it was, the brunette walked up in front of me and gave me a smile. 

“Hey, Andrea.” If I’m being honest, I debated ignoring her. After this morning, I didn’t even want to look at her. 

“It’s Andy,” I replied. She looked around the hallway and her smile faded just a bit. 

“How’s your friend?” It takes me a second to remember the exact events of the previous night. The party. Sophie being drunk off her ass. The car ride. I clear my throat.

“She’s fine, she doesn’t need you checking up on her.” Mack nodded, the smile getting the least bit brighter. 

“And how are you, Andrea?”

“Andy.” I watch her, trying to will her to stop calling me that. “Why wouldn’t I be fine?” 

“You just seemed a bit jumpy last night, wanted to make sure everything was alright.”

“Well, it’s fine,” I snapped, picking up my pace to leave her behind me. “And I don’t need you checking up on me either.” I heard her footsteps stop where I left her, but tried not to think about it. That’s not something I needed to be thinking about.  

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[khalilhassan]

His jaw ached every time he thought about Nathan Crane. He'd worked hard to build the perfect cover and had worked even harder to fit into their chaos. His trip to Denver had been the biggest legal risk in the books, and yet, he'd committed to such a hefty request without batting an eye. Bruised knuckles had meant nothing by comparison to the trust he'd earned from them.

Trust that now meant nothing. They'd caught him talking to Thierry Dupont, leaving them to assume the worst. They weren't wrong and despite his attempt at a impromptu gaslighting session with Nathan, nothing had changed. They didn't trust him and because of that, he didn't have a leg left to stand on.

His morning debrief with Mack had left him frustrated. How was he to blame for any of this? It was the Bureau's impatience that had cornered him. The gentle voice of another left him shaking from the chokehold his thoughts had on him, but rather than relief, he was met with another burden of fear. Not only was Carla an employee of the very man that wanted his head on a stake, she was a good friend to woman he had wanted nothing more than to protect. "That I am. We've had some issues here at the coffee shop that I've been trying to sort through. I'm hoping to drop by the distillery soon to check in on things there. If you missed me that much, you're always welcome to drop by Soph's place. Odds are, if I'm not here or at the distillery, I'm there."

Characters: Carla Villanueva & Khalil Hassan ( @khalilhassan )

Location: Deja Brew

Closed starter

It did not take much to realize that some things were changing around her, the air at work in constant fluctuation. And whilst she was curious, she knew better than to poke a sleeping bear. Asking Nate about it was not something she'd consider to be a bright idea, and she didn't want to tempt Freddie's temper even when he was lying blissfully by her side. She'd just observed from a distance, noting the changes in her head. One of them being the sheer absence of Khalil at the distillery.

According to Sophia, he was still working there. Which was weird considering how she hadn't seen him around in weeks. He'd always be coming up to Nate's office for something or hovering about. Something she'd grown eerily aware of when Nate had asked her to keep a log of the people who came to the upper floor. But she had never given it much thought until his absence because quite obvious.

She didn't expect to run into him at the coffee shop, but Carla still kept her cool as she made her way towards the table he was seated at, the cup of warm coffee in her hands. "Khalil. I haven't seen your face in so long. The boss has been keeping you busy?"

[machineofreality]

What's in the book anyway?

230106 Part of the problem has been that I didn’t really work any of this out ahead of time. All I’ve got is a map or Arket and a vague notion about what’s happening. In particular: what’s in that book that Mack and Soph keep reading? My previous approach to this sort of thing would be to continue writing as if I’d already put this information into the story and come back to it later (not that…

[wsmith215]

Will Ravens’ Ronnie Stanley become the NFL’s highest-paid non-QB? – Baltimore Ravens Blog

Last year at this time, the question surrounding Baltimore Ravens left tackle Ronnie Stanley was whether he would make his first Pro Bowl.

Now it’s legitimate to ask whether Stanley is going to get paid like no other non-quarterback in the NFL.

Stanley’s ascension to the top of his position comes as he enters the final year of his rookie contract and an enviable situation. The left tackle market suddenly became inflated while lacking a core of young and established blockers.

In addressing his contract situation this past week, Stanley said, “I definitely want to get paid my value and what I’m worth.”

Given that he’s a first-team All-Pro, Stanley is expected to surpass Houston’s Laremy Tunsil, who escalated the value for left tackles in April by signing a three-year contract that averages $22 million per season.

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Coming off one of the best seasons by a left tackle in recent memory, Stanley could move past Chicago pass-rusher Khalil Mack ($23.5 million per season) and Los Angeles Rams defensive tackle Aaron Donald ($22.5 million) to become the richest non-QB in the league.

In protecting the blind side of NFL MVP Lamar Jackson, Stanley allowed six pressures, the fewest by an offensive tackle in 14 years. He was named Pro Football Focus’ Pass Blocker of the Year.

In opening holes for the NFL’s all-time single-season rushing attack, Stanley helped Baltimore average 7.2 yards per rush on the left side. In the past 15 years, only the 2018 Carolina Panthers gained more yards per carry on the left side (7.4).

Stanley has been the most effective left tackle in the game, and the metrics prove it. Laremy Tunsil’s new contract upped the bar for Stanley’s asking price. Tommy Gilligan-USA TODAY Sports

Detractors will say no left tackle is worth that money (over half of the NFL’s starting quarterbacks are making less than $22 million per season) and that Stanley’s numbers are more reflective of how teams are reluctant to full-out blitz Jackson. Others feel the Ravens can’t spend on Stanley when three Pro Bowl players (cornerback Marlon Humphrey, tight end Mark Andrews and offensive tackle Orlando Brown Jr.) are scheduled to become free agents after the 2021 season and Jackson will likely be seeking a record-setting deal around that time.

Baltimore can keep Stanley at what amounts to be a bargain price for the next two years. Stanley is making $12.86 million in his fifth-year option this season, and he could receive the franchise tag at around $15 million in 2021.

Ultimately, the Ravens will have to make the tough decision: Give Stanley the biggest average-per-year deal in franchise history or search for his replacement.

Baltimore understands the challenge of finding a long-term answer at left tackle. After Hall of Fame offensive lineman Jonathan Ogden retired in 2007, the Ravens went through seven starting left tackles in eight years: Jared Gaither, Adam Terry, Michael Oher, Bryant McKinnie, Eugene Monroe, James Hurst and Kelechi Osemele.

It wasn’t until the Ravens used the No. 6 overall pick in the 2016 draft on Stanley did they stop the turnstile. He was solid in his first three seasons before his breakout year in 2019, which moved him to the top of a position that lacks a lot of star power.

The days of Ogden, Walter Jones and Joe Thomas are gone. The current top protectors of the blind side are Stanley and Green Bay’s David Bakhtiari.

Dallas’ Tyron Smith and New Orleans’ Terron Armstead can’t stay on the field. San Francisco’s Trent Williams hasn’t played a game since 2018. Indianapolis’ Anthony Castonzo turns 32 before the season.

By protecting the blind side of the reigning league MVP, Stanley has built a rep as a shutdown blocker — he allowed zero sacks in 2019 and was flagged just four times. Kevin C. Cox/Getty Images

Tunsil became the highest-paid left tackle because of leverage. The Texans traded two first-round picks and a second-rounder to the Miami Dolphins for Tunsil, and they couldn’t afford to let him walk.

So Tunsil received $4 million more per season than any other offensive tackle in NFL history. How much more will it jump with Stanley?

Last season, Tunsil allowed three sacks and committed a league-high 17 penalties, including 14 false starts. Stanley didn’t give up a sack and was flagged just four times.

To keep Stanley, it certainly looks like the Ravens will have to give him a contract that exceeds the $22 million-per-year deal signed by quarterback Joe Flacco in 2016.

If anyone needed a reminder about how much teams covet offensive tackles, five were taken in the first round in this year’s draft. The Browns, Jets and Dolphins all selected tackles in hopes of protecting young franchise quarterbacks.

The Ravens know the price it’ll take to keep Stanley shielding pass-rushers from Jackson. It’s just unknown whether they’re willing to pay it.

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[ladylooch]

Have you written about Lucie and Connor learning of Nicky's arrival? And Nico and Lexi? I can just imagine the facetime to announce his birth and then the oh yeah, I gave birth on the side of the road. Maybe even a group facetime with Soph too

“Ready?” Mack asks her husband as he settles into the bed beside her. 

“Mhm.” He murmurs, kissing her head.

Mack goes into the group chat she has with her siblings, smirking at the dramatic message Sophie sent last night asking if Mack was ever going to get this kid out of her. 

Anyone else feel like Mack is holding this baby in on purpose?

Yeah. Totally 🙄 Mack had responded.

You’re one to talk, Soph. Pretty sure you were in mama refusing to come out. Maybe he’s gonna take after you! Lucie had responded.

After showing David the now- humorous messages, Mack presses the FaceTime button, then makes sure the camera is focused on a bundled up Nicky laying between her legs. 

Nico joins first, squinting through his reading glasses.

“Oh! Oh! My god!” He suddenly exclaims. “Lex! He’s here!” Lexi comes running into the frame and cheers with her husband.

“Mackie!!!!! Congratulations!!!”

“Oh my god!!!!!!” Sophie starts screaming the second the call collects. She slaps a hand over her mouth, squeezing her eyes shut and beginning to sob so hard her shoulders bounce. “Oh my god.” She wails, gasping for breath. “He’s so perfect.”

“Stell, give me the phone.” Lucie snaps.

“It’s a baby, not auntie.” Stella says, tossing the phone at her mom across the couch.

“Ah, what- oh!!!!!!! He’s here!!!!!” Lucie joins in on the cheering. 

Mack chuckles with her husband as she turns the volume down on the speaker.

“I swear if you all wake this baby up…” Mack trails off jokingly. She is giddy at being able to joke about that as a new mom. She giggles with her husband then adjusts their son’s hat as an excuse to stroke his soft, baby skin.

“Let us see you too!” Lexi insists, sitting on the arm of Nico’s chair.

David picks the baby up and Mack turns the camera to face her. She’s taken a shower and feeling much more like herself.

“When was he born?” Lexi asks.

“Last night.” Mack tells them.

“How did it go?” Lucie inquires.

“Um, we had some drama.” Mack chuckles. 

“Oh no. Are you okay?” Nico sputters.

“Yes, I’m okay. Baby is as well. David too.” Mack widens her eyes as she says that, looking at her husband’s face. “Do you want to tell them, doc?”

“No, you go ahead.” David encourages her.

“We didn’t make it to the hospital and he was born on the side of the road.” Mack says bluntly.

The previously loud and rambunctious Hischier clan goes silent.

“You’re kidding…” Lucie finally breaks the silence.

“No.” Sophie gasps in horror now.

“How… what happened?” Lexi asks for everyone.

“Well, um, a storm came through.” 

“Oh…” Lexi says immediately, bringing finger tips to her lips.

“Yeah, and the pressure change made my water break. But before that, I had been really uncomfortable and looking back, I was having contractions when I thought it was Braxton Hicks. Things also went fast.” Mack shakes her head, then looks at her husband who nods his head. “And we tried to make it, but he was ready and it was on his time… and yeah, I gave birth in a truck.” Mack starts to laugh, shaking her head slightly. Her family is still looking at her in various stages of shock.

“This is so Mack.” Lucie starts to laugh. “I mean…” She gestures with her hands.

“It is!” Sophie starts to clap her hands, laughing harder too.

“Just causally having a baby on the side of the road like a total badass. You are by far the strongest Hischier.” 

“Wait, David did you deliver the baby?” Lexi suddenly asks.

“Yeah. We pulled over and uh, I caught him. Mack did all the work though.”

“Stop. I would not have been able to do it without you. He was so amazing, you guys.” Mack cups his cheek. “He only compared me to a cow once.”

Huge, identical laughs come roaring through the speaker from all the family members. When it dies down, Mack continues.

“No, seriously, he was my rock. I was scared and he was so calm.”

“Thank God that didn’t happen to us.” Connor suddenly chimes in. “David, you’re making me look fucking terrible, man.”

“Jar!” Stella yells from the background. 

“I’m making you look bad…?” David trails off. Connor flips David off.

“So what do we call this little guy?’ Lexi asks, eager to know after how secretive Mack and David have been about it.

“We’ll tell you when you get here.” Mack murmurs. Lexi purses her lips slightly.

“Well, no matter his name, he is pure perfection.” Lucie smiles as Nicky lets out a yawn, stretching his mouth extra wide. 

“I love babies.” Sophie sighs. Nico’s expression goes flat at her dreamy, heart eyes. 

“He can’t wait to meet all of you.” Mack brings the screen closer to his face. All the Hischiers lean forward into their own cameras, then come away with big grins. 

“He’s going to have dimples.” Lexi murmurs. “He’s got those big, long divots like you girls did.”

“Yeah.” Mack murmurs. “Hischier blood continues to dominate there.” 

“That’s about all he might have of you though…” Lucie giggles.

“Gonna be a heartbreaker like his dad.” Mack insists.

“Uh-huh.” David grunts to Mack. The way she beams at him, like a superhero, has her husband sighing before he drops his lips sweetly to hers. “I love you.” He tells her, unfazed by their audience.

The group chats for almost a full hour before Nicky starts to awaken for his next feeding. Her mom and Lucie tell the group it’s time for them all to go.

“Mackie, call me later so I can get more time with him!” Sophie requests. “And you can tell me his name since I’m not coming to visit soon.” She pouts, batting her long lashes.

“Maybe.” Mack pretends to consider. 

But she won’t. Nico Hischier deserves to know first, so he will.

[spacesquirrel]

Super Detailed Questions #1, #12, #13 for ALL YOUR Shepards. Please?

Loved the Qs you chose - I have never really thought about food preferences before in detail, so this was super fun to flesh out!

Brooklyn Annette Shepard // Double Sole Survivor // ♡ Kaidan

>> 1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything?

*I* chose Brooklyn because I liked the sound of it - this name actually came pretty easily to me. I decided I needed a new Shepard for a fic idea, and in about 5 minutes she was named Brooklyn.

It doesn’t really mean anything, but her brother’s name is Bear and I liked the idea of having siblings with the same first letter of their name. Annette is their mother’s first name - Brooklyn Annette after her mom, and Bear Thom after their dad. It’s a tradition in their family that the children carry their parent’s first name as a middle name. So if Brooklyn and Kaidan had kids, they would be XYZ Brooklyn or ABC Kaidan Alenko.

>> 12. What is their favourite food?

Classic breaded and double baked mac and cheese. She swears she can’t make it even close to how her Ma used to, but lord knows she tries.

>> 13. What is their least favourite food?

She can’t stand bananas. Hates the texture.

She also is not a fan of carrots - only because they remind her too much of her brother, Bear, who she used to tease for being a carrot both due to their shared red hair and also his love of pulling the damned things from the ground (it was his favourite job on the Shepard farm).

Sophie Grace Shepard // Spacer Butcher // ♡ Kaidan

>> 1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything?

Again, I chose Sophie because I liked the sound of it. It took me FOREVER to name this Shepard - she was my first/canon Shepard. I also wanted something that could have a nickname and I liked the way “Soph” sounded when I pictured people saying it.

Her middle name is her Great Grandmother’s name - it doesn’t really mean anything, either, but Soph is far from graceful or polite or any of the things you’d think about when you hear that name so I liked it.

>> 12. What is their favourite food?

Hmmmmm good question. She can’t cook (and hates to cook) - growing up on space stations and space ships, she just never really learned. She also therefore doesn’t really get the appeal of “good” food, eating is kind of a means to an end for her (aka you eat to not die). She will, however, do just about anything for an ice cream sandwich.

>> 13. What is their least favourite food?

It’s not a food but she REALLY REALLY hates tea. She claims drinking tea is like drinking dirty dishwater and regularly calls it swamp water around the ship. (sidenote: her version of Kaidan loves the stuff). 

Mackenzie “Mack” Shepard // Earthborn Warhero // ♡ Vega

>> 1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything?

DUN DUN DUN! You said ALL in such big letters I felt like you were in my brain, so I’m taking this opportunity to introduce the world to a very new baby Shep I am developing! 

I really wanted to give a character the name Mackenzie and I also had a need for a Shepard I could put with James for a (yet unwritten) drabble idea; and thus Mack was born. 

Her dad was an abusive deadbeat and her mom a red sand addict so she had a rough few early years before she ended up on the streets at 6/7 and eventually, with the Reds, giving herself the nickname “Mack” (her parents called her Kenzie and she hates it). 

She doesn’t remember if she had a given middle name. Shepard is also not her real last name - it’s the one she gave herself when she joined the Alliance.

>> 12. What is their favourite food?

A really big, juicy, medium-rare steak.

>> 13. What is their least favourite food?

Ramen and/or just about any kind of instant noodle - it reminds her too much of her time with the reds.

[flmingcheeto]

thanks for the tag @randomsmilingpotatoes ♡︎

🌿 Favourite comfort food: french fries, just give me fries honestly

🌼 Favourite alcohol (or hot drink!): hot apple cider or hot chocolate, hot apple cider is actually bomb

🌷Favourite relaxing activity: listening to music, i was gonna say play video games but i rage lol

🌸 Favourite fluffy/feel-good fic: i don’t really read fics but it would have to be one of @localspacelesbian cartero fics

🌻 Favourite calming scent: vanilla, japanese cherry blossom, or fresh cinnamon rolls

🌺 Favourite relaxing (or uplifting) song: i love lofi music but if a song song then get you by daniel caesar or death bed by powfu

🌵 Favourite white noise: rainfall bc it’s so soothing

🍄 Favourite book to get lost in: i don’t really read lmao

💐 Favourite chill-out TV show: diary of a future president or andi mack

🌹 The best advice you’ve ever had: honestly idk tbh, i usually give advice to people lol but probably it would be “ur perfect the way u are”

tagging: @uglyballerina @bcwen @captnswcn @localspacelesbian @stars-soph @caitlinesmewilliams + anyone else ♡︎

Share your self-care

Tagged by @samgreenstorm thank you 🤍

🌿 Favourite comfort food:  Soup!

🌼 Favourite alcohol (or hot drink!): Mint hot chocolate (specifically from Timmies, they have the best mint to chocolate ratio!)

🌷Favourite relaxing activity: Dancing to music without structure. Just feeling it flowing through me and closing my eyes and not thinking about it but just moving.

🌸 Favourite fluffy/feel-good fic: There was this one fic I LOVED from this really small fandom but it’s been taken down now :(

🌻 Favourite calming scent: Old books

🌺 Favourite relaxing (or uplifting) song: at the moment Dernière Danse by Indila lifts me up (returning to my grade 9 roots lol)

🌵 Favourite white noise: running water, like a creek or a waterfall

🍄 Favourite book to get lost in: The Penderwicks at Point Mouette by Jeanne Birdsall. I read it when it first came out when I was 13 and it’s just got such a nostalgic, warm, calming energy that immediately soothes me anytime I reread it.

💐 Favourite chill-out TV show: Either Schitt’s Creek or Brooklyn Nine Nine, the two shows I always go back to.

🌹 The best advice you’ve ever had: Stop mind-reading; meaning don’t predict or assume you know what others are thinking because this is something I do A LOT and it has caused me so much anxiety and self-consciousness.

Tagging:

@ameliabedeliagoesonline @whatcanisayimgay @safodebuenosaires @randomsmilingpotatoes @notactuallyatreefrog @thenightthatendsatlast 💛

[josephinemarche]

agents of shield & leverage

AGENTS OF SHIELD

my all-time ultimate fave character: please don’t make me choose between Phil and Melinda because honestly I can’t like I might lean towards Melinda atm but Phil Coulson owns my ass so. I can’t choose. 

a character I didn’t used to like but now do: Probably Mack. I was a bit indifferent at first but now he’s head cheerleader on team Philinda. And he puts up with Coulson missing May and talking about her all the time so you know the guy must be a champ. Talbot also grew on me. 

a character I used to like but now don’t: I think i liked Andrew for like, five minutes in Melinda and then that was it. 

a character I’m indifferent about: Eh there’s a whole bunch of things and characters in season two/three that I’ve sort of glossed over and am indifferent to. like Cal? wtf are you doing man. 

a character who deserved better: MELINDA MAY. DAISY JOHNSON. JUST LET MOM AND HER GIRL BE HAPPY WITH DAD OKAY.

a ship I’ve never been able to get into: hm i mean i’m dreading hitting season three in my rewatch because of certain other people existing and getting in the way of my ship. 

a ship I’ve never been able to get over: phil coulson and melinda may, i mean I’ve been  shipping them since the show started when I used to watch and then I took a few years off because who even has time for television in this economy but nOW I AM BACK AND THEY HAVE DESTROYED MY LIFE AGAIN. @lemmonlyman @marcuskaen this is your fault. 

a cute, low-key ship: i mean they’re not lowkey but Fitzsimmons are adorable. 

an unpopular ship but I still enjoyed it: hmmmmmmmmmm. i don’t know if there is one?

a ship that was totally wrong and never should have happened: i just watched all of season one again and like, from a storyline pov the melinda and ward ~thing~ actually makes a lot of sense and works well but I still hate it with every fiber of my being, like the only good thing that ever came of that was lowkey jealous coulson in t.r.a.c.k.s and highkey furious melinda kicking ward’s ass for the rest of time. 

my favourite storyline/moment: t.r.a.c.k.s is beautiful and brilliant and I love it and season one has this really nice rhythm that builds towards the Hydra/Tahiti reveals SO DAMN WELL. And then season 4 has just been pure fairytale THEY LOVE EACH OTHER. SO MUCH. AND HAVE. FOREVER. 

a storyline that never should have been written: i don’t know what the hell was happening for half of season three but it was a bit of a mess. 

my first thoughts on the show: i can’t even remember tbh. I was excited because marvel and Phil Coulson has owned my soul since like, Iron Man. 

my thoughts now: THEY’VE BEEN FLIRTY IN LOVE IDIOTS FOR THIRTY YEARS JUST LET THEM GET MARRIED AND ADOPT THEIR DAUGHTER AND BE HAPPY aka I really love it and love them all. 

LEVERAGE

my all-time ultimate fave character: light of my life Sophie Devereaux

a character I didn’t used to like but now do: Sterling. At first I thought he was a bit meh but by Frame Up Job he was 

a character I used to like but now don’t: there really isn’t anyone who let me down.

a character I’m indifferent about: Probs Tara. She was cool but no Sophie. 

a character who deserved better: idk man I feel like in the end they were all treated pretty well. Soph got her theatre, Nate built something, Parker got her family, Hardison has Parker, so i guess Eliot? MORE LOVE FOR ELIOT SPENCER 2k17

a ship I’ve never been able to get into: none, I loved all the ships

a ship I’ve never been able to get over: nATE FORD AND SOPHIE DEVEREAUX THE ACTUAL BEST SHIP ON TELEVISION

a cute, low-key ship: Parker n Hardison are adorable.

an unpopular ship but I still enjoyed it: I can’t think of any so instead I’m going to tell you about the time @lemmonlyman and I decided that back when Nate was still married to Maggie and Melinda was still married to Andrew, Phil ran into Sophie on an op - she was trying to steal an O84 - and they ended up working together and having a cute ~fling~ in Monte Carlo that probably included a couple of nights in a fancy bed overlooking the water but was mostly just the two of them getting drunk in a bar downstairs and telling the other about Melinda and Nate. 

a ship that was totally wrong and never should have happened: Sophie and that random guy from season two who’s face we never even saw. 

my favourite storyline/moment: oh god. ALL OF IT? Nate and Soph trying to sort their shit out in season four. ALL OF SEASON FIVE. Soph going on her journey of discovery in season two and Nate figuring out that he literally can’t exist without her by his side and calling her in tears and thinking she’s not picking up bUT THEN SHE APPEARS TO SAVE HIS ASS AND ALL IS WELL. The Frame Up Job is just…pure fanfiction. I adore it. Also The Hot Potato Job? THE RASHOMON JOB. GIRLS NIGHT OUT. SAN LORENZO. THE OFFICE JOB. I just love this show to pieces. 

a storyline that never should have been written: I wanna say those episodes that Sophie wasn’t there but duh Gina was having a bb so that’s totally cool. Maybe….idk. nope. I loved it all. All of it. 

my first thoughts on the show: These people look pretty. 

my thoughts now: WILL THERE EVER BE A SHOW GREATER THAN LEVERAGE? NO.

send me a tv series