#Yep that’s Ami’s kid

[alevolpe]

Had a couple free hrs this morning, let’s see if I can get to finish it in time🤞

[teddypines]

Daddy's Home

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Summary: The 141, mostly Price, getting a warm welcome home from a long mission away. His dragon babies being adorable and Soap being a little possessive. Also Y/N being a good mom, because you are doing great.

Note: Just fluff in the monster au.

Art/picture is from Pinterest, credits go to whoever made it.

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Y/N helped Amy out of the car before grabbing Jim from his carseat. She wasn’t scared that Amy would run off right now, since the toddler was holding onto her belt loops and couldn’t fly very far on her own. She was way too tired to do anything else but to hold onto Momma. Y/N smiled while strapping the hatchling to her chest in his papoose. Amy used to fit inside the papoose when she was still small, but now it was Jim���s. Once Jim was all settled and continuing his nap, Y/N closed the car door. “Want to be on Momma’s back, Sweetpea?” She asked Amy, receiving a small nod from the toddler. She helped Amy onto her back, making sure she was safe between her wings. 

With the children close to her Y/N grabbed the baby bag from the trunk and locked the car. They were going to pick up Daddy from a long mission. It had been a rough couple of months, especially with Price missing Jim’s hatching, but she filmed it for him and sent it to him so he wouldn’t miss it entirely. Amy was missing Daddy bedtime and just having him and her uncles around. With a small determent smile Y/N took the kids to the airfield on base. Hoping Nikolia took the 141 back home safely.

Y/N had to wait a little while in one of the hangars, of course being checked and double checked that it was actually okay for her and the children to be there. Getting a few odd looks as she sat there, Amy still holding onto her back. “Momma? Why are we up?” She asked in a sleepy voice. it actually made a few of the nearby soldiers melt at how cute the little dragon was. “We are picking up Daddy, Sweetpea. Bringing him home with us, and of course your uncles too. Their flight is just really early that’s why we are up early too.” Y/N explained to Amy, hoping her tired mind would understand what was going on for now. Amy nodded her head against Y/N’s back. “Otay.” 

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It’s been a long 3 months. Price hated it, even more because he missed the hatching of his son. He was glad Y/N filmed it for him, but he still felt upset about it. He missed his princess and his wife. Only he didn’t have a lot of time to dwell on what he was missing since the mission came first. He had to make sure his team was doing their jobs and that they got home safe after it all ended. They got pretty lucky with this mission, only Soap was hurt and that was mostly his own fault for not looking where he was going. There were minor injuries, but Ghost still fussed over Soap on the plane, giving him a small lecture about keeping his eyes open and to focus instead of yepping over com’s. 

Price just let it all happen around him as he talked to Gaz, telling the sergeant how much he longed for a hot shower and cuddles on the couch. Wanting to hear Amy’s voice, wanting to hold his son and to kiss Y/N. It was clear by the way Price moved his tail around the floor of the plane. Gaz understood the longing his captain felt, wanting to go back to his own loved ones. He was just as curious about seeing Price’s son as the man himself, wondering if the hatchling got his colors for his dad or his mom, or maybe a mix of both. Soap just wanted to see the hatchling and Y/N again, and have some time with Ghost. And Ghost just wanted to sleep.

“Landing in about 10 minutes, everyone.” Nikolia’s co-pilot announced to the 141, The four of them smiling at the news. They would be home soon with a welcome home party waiting for them on base. A small party, but a party nonetheless.

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“Miss? The plane is landing in about five minutes, would you like me to take you to the landing?” One of the soldiers around her asked with a kind smile on his face. Y/N nodded and stood up with a groan, Amy was fast asleep on her back, putting her full weight onto her Momma’s back. “Yes, I would like that, thank you.” Y/N answered. Quickly following after the soldier. She knew she had to wake Amy up soon or she would be upset that she didn’t get to greet her daddy. Jim wouldn’t mind either way, he was happy with whatever. 

Amy luckily woke up by herself from the loud noise of the plane. She was wide awake when she realized her Daddy was on that plane. “Momma, down! I want down!!” She demanded while struggling between Y/N’s wings. “Hold on a moment, Sweetpea, Momma is still walking.” Y/N answered only to be ignored by the toddler. Y/N sighed and quickly let Amy down. Needing to stop and kneel slightly, just to let the little one off safely. Amy flapped her wings in excitement as she ran a head to the landing plane. “Not too fast, Amy! We don’t want you to fall.” Y/N yelled after her. 

The soldier led the last bit of the way to the landing, the plane already landed. Now they just had to wait for the loading door to open. Amy, already jumping up in the air to fly towards daddy. “Daddy!” She yelled, just wanting her daddy back with her. 

It took a little while for the loading door to open, but there they were, the 141 safe and sound. Amy flew into Price’s arms, surprising him just a little. John quickly wrapped his arms around his little girl and kissed her head between her growing horns. “Hello, Pumpkin.” John greeted Amy. “I missed you so much.” He mumbled against her head “Missed you too, Daddy.” Amy answered. The others just chuckled and walked past the two dragons. Soap quickly going over to Y/N, the werewolf was more excited about seeing the hatchling and Y/N. 

“Sooooo, where is he?!” Soap asked, his tail wagging like crazy. “Well hello to you too, Johnny, yes i am doing great, thank you for asking.” Y/N responded as she carefully took Jim out of his papoose. “Jimmy, meet your uncle Johnny. He’s a werewolf and you’re gonna love cuddling with him.” She introduced the two. Johnny looking at the dragon hatchling in aw. “He looks so small.” Johnny carefully took Jim from Y/N. “Yeah, he’s just a little smaller than when Amy hatched.” Y/N answered, making sure Johnny was holding Jim the right way. Even when he had a lot of experience with holding Amy, Jim was just a bit more fussy about how people should hold him.

Simon slowly made his way to Johnny and Y/N, standing next to Y/N as he looked at Jim. “He does have a lot more hair than Amy did after hatching.” He commented after taking off his mask, not wanting to scare the hatchling. Knowing from experience that hatchlings didn’t like his Ghost mask. “Yeah, he has his Momma’s hair.” Y/N explained. 

John finally let Amy go once Kyle was like, ‘Okay enough, my time for hugs’. He looked over at the group a little further from the plane, he saw Y/N and just ran to her. Catching her off guard when he picked her up and kissed her. Holding her close as he spun her around. “Hello, Love.” He whispered to her. “Welcome home.” Y/N whispered back. She had wrapped her arms and wings around John, giving them a small moment alone. Putting his forehead and horns against hers. “I missed you.” Y/N whispered, a few tears rolling down her cheeks as she looked at her husband. “I missed you more, Love.” John answered between kissing her cheeks. Kissing her tears away. His one wing goes around Y/N’s wings.

“Do you want to see your son?” Y/N asked after a moment of silence. John nodded in answer before reluctantly letting Y/N go. She grabbed his hand and led him back to Johnny and Simon. “Johnny boy, can I have my son back?” She asked only to receive an almost death glare back from the werewolf. “Johnny, give the lass her son!” Simon ordered the werewolf, knowing he was already attached to the hatchling, just like when he first met Amy. Johnny whined before handing Jim back to Y/N. She moved Jim in John’s direction. “Meet your son, James Henry Price.” John looked at the hatchling in aw before grabbing him. Holding him close and just taking everything in. “He is beautiful, Love.” 

Amy ran towards her Momma and Daddy once she was out of Kyle’s arms. “Daddy’s home!!!” She cheered, continuing to run around the 141. Kyle joined the group shortly after. “She has a lot of energy doesn’t she?” John nodded his head, but kept his focus on his son. Jim let out a big yawn and spread his little wings a bit, they were still flimsy, but are slowly getting stronger. They were a pretty light blue. Getting the color from John's mother. “Owh What a handsome boy.” Kyle cooed over the hatchling. John smiled At his son and quickly kissed Y/N. “Thank you, love, thank you for this. For coming to get us.”

“Always John.” Y/N answered, happy that the boy’s were home safe.

[myymi]

"So, let me get this straight," Shadow says, sighing as he grips the bridge of his nose, "A badnik latched itself onto the kid, exploded, and when the smoke cleared he was like this?" "Yep." Sonic nods, popping the 'p' as he looks down at his little brother. Tails is sitting in Knuckles' lap, playing with the echidna's communicator. "Sums that up pretty well." "And instead of just giving me that simple, brief explanation, you completely ignored me twice." The black hedgehog adds on with a frown, glaring at his rival. "In his defense," Rouge cuts in, glancing between the two hedgehogs, "Blue did have a baby to look after. And he promised an explanation eventually." "Exactly!" Sonic grins and leans back into the couch, his arms crossing over his chest, "Not my fault you're impatient, Shadow." "So what's your excuse, Rouge?" Shadow asks, turning away from Sonic so he could raise a brow at the bat. "I said I'd call you back." "Regardless," Amy cuts in then, sighing as she looks down at where Tails is sitting. He's currently watching a few different colored dots as they bounced around the screen of Knuckles' communicator. "We still need to figure out how we're going to get Tails back to normal." "Well I wouldn't trust G.U.N to handle it." Shadow grumbles, stepping backwards until he's close enough to lean against the wall behind him, "I doubt they're smart enough to invent an age reverse serum. There's only two people on this planet that could accomplish that." "And I'm guessing one of them is bit preoccupied with a few pretty colors." Rouge hums, glancing over at the small fox. "We don't have a choice other than the scientists." Amy says as she drops her face into her paws. "It's not like Eggman is going to tell us how to fix this."

[anathemaloren]

can you make a fic where jake peralta is a girl dad?? he would be such a good girl dad too 😭😭 learning to do different hairstyles just for her, playing with her dolls, etc.

his daughter would totally be a mini amy though

Learning takes time

Jake Peralta x f!reader - fluff with a hint of angst

★ Summary: Jake Peralta becomes a girl dad, and he has to learn something new every step of the way.

★ Word count: 3.8k (I always think I write WAY more than I do)

★ Proofread: no :)

★ Warnings: cutie patooties being cuie patooties? and english is not my first language and the timeline is weird at some point

★ Note: Anon this is so good I'm LIVING for jake peralta as a girl's dad! And I know you said Amy but I didn't realized that until like halfway writing this but I hope is not too bad anyways. Also some parts are based on my boyfriend's little brother and my baby cousin so shot out to them.

★ In The Beggining ★

When Jake became a dad he couldn't believe his eyes. The beautiful baby he held in his hands was HIS, she had a part of him in her. Like, DNA or somethign. And she was adorable. She definitely took a lot from her mother, who was now resting after 49 hours of delivery. Y/n has said the moment she held her that she was definitely going to take after him, fighting like she had been for staying near Y/n for a bit more. Jake knew she was joking but who was he kidding, his wife was so right. But now the baby was here. The baby. The small, little, minuscule person he had been waiting for for the last 8 months, since they foud out Y/n was pregnant after she refused to eat popcorn because they had been upsetting her stomach lately. It was Jake who had figures out what happened, realizing his wife would never turn down popcorn and that she hadn't had her period that month. And them BOOM! She's pregnant, 8 months go by in a flash and now he is holding her. Wow. He snuggled a little bit closer to her although he knew it was becoming impossible to be nearer, but it felt like heaven. A piece of heaven at least. She definitely was an angel. His girl. His girls, because Y/n was starting to be awake and spoke with a rough voice of screaming so much the past 2 days.

'Hello love' Jake said with a blinding smile on his face. 'Hi, handsome' she said smiling, tired but happy. Jake got close to the bed and sat on it, handing the little bundle of love to Y/n. She looked at the baby with the same affection and adoration as Jake, but then she seemed to remember something and looked at him, looking a little bit stressed. 'Jake' she called him, gaining his attention and making him stop looking at the baby. 'Yep?' he asked tentatively, worried about the look on his wife's face. 'We haven't chosen a name for her yet!' she exclaimed whispering at the same time, and Jake seemed to realized that too. 'Oh, shoot!' he said while she just nodded along 'We really have to!' he continued. 'You don't say!' Y/n retorted. They both looked down at the small person in Y/n's arms. 'How could we forget something so important?' she asked. 'I have no clue. Who even forgets putting a name to their daughter?' he moaned.

To be fair, they had been looking for a name since the day they foud out they were having a daughter, but nothing had shined as the perfect name. 'Maybe now that we see her face we can think of something' he proposed, and Y/n just looked at him sourly 'What? What did I say?' he asked then. 'Jake darling the problem isn't not having ideas, is having a good one and actually agreeing in one for once!' she said, half scolding him for the names he had suggested the past few months. 'The names I said weren't that bad' he defended himself. 'Should I remind you that you wanted to name our daughter Johanna after McClain?' she told him 'It's brilliant!' Jake exclaimed. 'Jake we are not going to name our daughter after a guy doing thingies in a building on Christmas!' she exclaimed back. 'Hey, take that back! I never said anything when you suggested Beth because of Little Women!' he retorted. 'Maybe because that's a sensible name' she argumented, finishing off the conversation saying 'Maybe now that we can see her we can think of a name' she said, and they both turned to look at the sleeping baby.

'She's cute' he said. 'Of course she's cute, she's ours' she turned to look at him smiling, and a lightbulb seemed to appear above Jake's head. 'That's it! he said, happily. 'What's it?' Y/n asked, confused about her husband's behaviour. 'Adelaide' he stated. A few seconds of silence were followed by a 'what??' coming out of Y/n's mouth. 'Think about it, I'm a genius!' Jake continued, starting to pace around the room like he was solving a vital case 'We've always talked about wanting to go to Adelaide, and it was where went for our honeymoon. Plus, is not too long because we can call her Addie but it would still sound good in a professional setting when she grows up! It's perfect!' he sentenced. Y/n pondered the information about a few seconds that felt like hours for Jake, who wanted his wife agreement on that. 'Okay, you ARE a genius' Y/n said after the everlasting silence. Jake bounced a bit before going back to the hospital bed, where he looked at his baby and at his wife, who was focused on her baby with a satisfied look on her face. 'Adelaide' he said, looking at the little girl fondly. 'Addie... damn it does sound good' Y/n said, also trying out the name. And after a moment of tranquility, peace and quiet, Y/n looked at Jake again and talked again 'you do know we still need a second name right?' All Jake coul do was groan a bit while Y/n laughed at the defeated attitude of her husband. There were going to be some difficult years for Jake.

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★ First times ★

Life as a father had challenged Jake in ways he couldn't imagine. Changing diapers had probably traumatized him forever, and he learnt that bathing a baby was not too far from just bathing himself, especially when Addie started becoming more aware of her surroundings and she started splashing everywhere and Y/n and Jake were wet from head to toe after giving her a bath. But the worst for Jake hadn't been the diapers or the first times eating new foods where Addie decided to just throw food absolutely everywhere, no - the worst were the first steps.

Jake knew he was supossed to be excited about his daughter's first steps. And the first ones were no problem - she stumbled a bit and fell about a million times and then cried for about 20 minutes before settling down, but that wasn't out of the usual and him and Y/n were over the moon - the problem came when she dominated the art of walking, and then the practice of running.

Every time they let her out of the trolley in the park, Jake had sore knees from chasing her around. She would just run and run until she tripped or slipped and then she ended up on the floor. And there were times in which she just stood up and Jake had to chase her again. But there were others in which she would truly hurt herself, and then Jake became the most soft man known. He would go sprinting to her, checking everywhere for blood because she knew she got nervous when she saw it, and then taking her and cuddling her for some time, telling her she would be ok and that daddy was with her. Y/n had told him a million times that he was spoiling her a little bit, and that she Addie had to learn to get up by herself and not cry every time she fell because then she would always do that and she had to learn to not go to dad every time something happened to her because she knows that he would give her everything he wanted if she cried a bit. Oh, what a cruel mother! Trying to give her child a small amount of reality and helping her grow up not spoiled! How dared she! Jake actually agreed with her, and he really, REALLY tried to not go to her everytime she fell, but to no avail. In each time she stumbled upon the groud, Jake would be by her side in less than 5 seconds. He couldn't bear to see her cry like that! And yes, maybe Y/n was the most sensible one for not running everytime and assessing the situation first because she honestly knew that falling in grass didn't hurt much, but he couldn't help himself. His dad had never been there for him, but now it was his turn to be there for his daughter when she fell. Even if it meant being scolded by his wife later on. At least he knew he was Addie's favourite for those things, and that she would always go to daddy when she got hurt.

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★ Not-so-professional professional stylist ★

Addie liked her dad for some things, but she would always go to her mom for others. Like getting her hair done. Jake had tried to learn how to do Y/n's hair a few times during their relationship, but given he had failed the times he had tried, he decided to let the hair department to Y/n. Actually, scratch that. He had done it because, you know, he was a nice husband and father and wanted her wife and daughter to hame some quality ttime together. Yeah, that sounds quite nicer.

But some days, Y/n left earlier, and if she didn't have time to do Addie's hair, Jake had to do it. Those days, Addie's hairstyles where much simpler than the ones that Y/n did, and the girl never complained. But Jake knew she was a bit sadder when she didn't have her mom to do her hair with the braids and other thingies Y/n did to her and that she liked so much. And, being the amazing dad he wanted to be, Jake decided that he was going to learn how to do those things for her.

He started learnign when Addie was on kindergarten, practising on Y/n's hair, who was equally excited about the idea and taught him how to do the hairstyles she did to Addie while letting him do them on her hair. Jake learnt the ones that Addie liked the most, and the practised every night. When his daughter was in elementary school, he was pretty good at them. So, one of the days that Y/n had left earlier, Jake decided to try one of them on Addie.

'Hey, princess?' he called her while she was brushing her teeth. She was so grown up that he foud it hard to believe he had held her in her arms on her first ever day on earth. Cool, cool cool cool. 'Yes?' she answered, rinsing her teeth. 'Can I try a new hairdo on you today?' he asked, while Addie turned around to see him. 'Why?' she asked, trying to figure out if her dad was about to turn her hair blue. 'Well, because your mom has taught me a few and I want to try one out' he explained, hoping she would trust him. 'Okay' the girl decided after a few minutes of thinking it through. He was about to hug her when she spoke again 'BUT if you turn my hair any funky colour I'm telling mom' she said. Jake smiled fondly while hugging her, relizing how much she spoke liker her mom. 'Please don't, she would ground me' he joked, letting Addie go. 'Yeah, she better, I can't go around with pink hair or something, Aunt Ames would have a heart attack' she said while sitting on the chair Y/n used to do her hair. Jake laughed a bit. She definitely also have part of his personality on her.

After 20 minutes of carfeully doing his daughter's hair, Jake stepped back to look at it. It looked exactly like the aroud 2000 times he had tried it on Y/n's hair. But the judge wasn't him; it was Addie. 'You can go look now if you want' Jake told her, nervous. Nervous. He was nervous about the opinion of a 9 year old. When had he become like that. Addie walked slowly to the mirror with her eyes close, and then opened one of them, tensed about what she could find. But then she opened both of them when realization starting hitting her. 'Do you like it?' he asked her, smiling a bit. 'Dad, it's like the ones mom does on me!' she giggled, turning a bit o look at it from behind. She then hugged her dad tightly, overjoyed 'Thanks for learning how to do this, dad' she spoke softly. Okay, definitely worth it.

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★ Playtime ★

There were many things that Jake wasn't precisely a fan of as a girl dad. But there were some other that he strangely liked, and one of them was playing with her daughter and her dolls.

The dolls were impeccable for aroud 2 months, but then Addie started playing right with them, as Jake said, and the dolls would end up painted, half-bald and with interchanged clothes. Y/n tried to convince her daughter to take more care of the dolls, but to no avail. And Jake couldn't care less about the state of the dolls. What amazed him was the stories her daughter would make up with them. No soap opera could compete with the dramatic storylines of Addie.

One of the times when Jake arrived from a case happy, he sat to play with her, being ready to try to assimilate the far-fetched stories her kid made up. And oh, my, it was probably the best story he had ever heard. And mini Shakespeare was aroud 5 at the time. Jake had the best daughter ever.

'Hi Ads' he greeted her. Addie looked up to see her dad sitting with her. 'Daddy!' she exclaimed, having been so engrossed on the dolls that she hadn't realized her dad was with her. She hugged him and the sat on his laps, between his crossed legs, like she did with everyone in that position. 'So, tell me, what are you playing to?' he asked, interested in what could the story be this time. 'Do you want me to tell you the story?' she asked excitedly, with eyes shining with emotion. 'Of course!' Jake answered, and she got up from his lap to show him the characters of her story. 'This' she said, taking a blonde Barbie on her hand 'is Lady. This' she took a red haired Barbie 'is Rosa' she said. 'Like Aunt Rosa?' Jake asked. 'Exactly!' Addie said, even though Jake knew she named her toys after everyone she knew because she could never remebmer more names. 'And this is Carlos' she showed Jake a dark haired Ken. 'Carlos?' he asked, pretty sure they didn't know a Carlos. 'Mom told me the name, it's a driver or something and mom says my Ken looks like him' she shrugged her shoulders and Jake focused on the doll until he realized his wife had put Carlos to the doll after Carlos Sainz. Goddamit, that guy was everywhere if Y/n was aroud. 'Is there any more characters in the story?' Jake asked, knowing his daughter always forgot one or two. 'Oh, yeah!' she said, taking another Ken 'This is Paolo, he's Carlos brother'. 'Paolo?' he asked. 'From Friends. dad!' maybe they shouldn't let her watch so much TV, she was learning things. 'Come on, tell me the story' Jake invited her. And so the story began.

Apparently Lady and Rosa had been friends for like, forever, but then Lady met Carlos. And Rosa was like, totally ok with it, but actually, SHE WAS NOT OKAY WITH IT (shock) because she had liked Carlos for way longer, like 2 months or so. So Rosa planned on stealing Carlos from Lady, but on like a bar or something where she was with Lady and Carlos she met Paolo and they were like totally in love and they kissed! (oh my god they kissed!) So the four of them were happy together and they even moved together, but one day Rosa came late from work and foud Lady, Carlos and Paolo having a sleepover without her! Can you believe it? (how dare they) So obviously she was like super sad so she left, and Paolo left the country because he was like SO in love with Rosa and didn't want to be with anynone else so he left to Italy and became the Pope. (Can you just become the Pope?) And then Rosa killed Lady and Carlos for having a sleepover and not telling her and she also left to go live in Mexico because she liked the beach. The end.

Jake was doumbfounded. That had took a dark twist. But Addie had a big smile on her face like she had told him that she had had pizza for dinner, so her dad just patted her in the head a bit scared, and got up from the floor to go to talk to his wife. 'Did Addie tell you what her dolls are up to lately?' he asked Y/n, who was on the couch reading Vogue. 'She told you the Lady-Rosa-Carlos-Paolo thing?' she asked, not even looking up at him. Jake dropped on the couch, still shocked. 'And you are like, ok with it?' he asked. She dropped the magazine to a side and look at him. 'Of course not, I have already told her something' Her husband sighed. 'Oh, good, what did you tell her?' he asked, wanting to be on the same page about what to tell her. 'That Carlos would NEVER have a sleepover with someone behind other people's back!' she said, like what her daughter had done had been the most offensive thing ever. Jake looked at her and then they both started laughing, with Addie looking confused at them from the other side of the living room. Jake should most definitely tell his coworkers not to talk about cases around her anymore, she was starting to pick things up.

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★ The end of an era ★

'I just can't believe you're going to high school next week!' Jake exclaimed, watching his daughter get ready to leave. 'Dad, you gotta assume I'm 14 and I'm starting to leave the nest, you should talk to someone about this' she said, with the quick humour she had learnt in the last years. 'Your mom is a therapist, I have already talked to her about this and she says that this is a total normal reaction to a child advancing on school level' he retorted. 'Mom is also facing the change, maybe you should talk to someon ELSE' she got back at him, putting her hair in a braid that now she knew how to do alone. 'Yeah, but your mom is completely objective and would never lie to me' he said again. 'Dad' she said, turning away from the mirror to look at him 'mom also tells you that she doesn't hate Die Hard, maybe you should reconsider if what she tells you is always the truth' she clapped back. Damn she was good. 'Okay' he admitted his defeat. 'But I'm still kinda sad about you going to high school'. Addie sighed, and made her way out of the bathroom, taking her dad by the wrist and taking him to the couch, where she sat him and she went to sat on the armchair that was nearer to the couch.

'So, tell me, why is it that you are so scared about me going to high school?' she asked him, reclining back on the armchair. Jake looked at her with a surprised expression 'Are you therapizing me or something?' he asked. 'Yep' her daughter confirmed, gesturing him with the hand to start talking. Jake sighed, knowing that her daughter was smart and if he didn't tell her what what on his mind, she would eventually figure it out... ot she would ask her mom to ask him. 'I...' he started, not knowing where to begin 'I'm scared to see you leave. I know high school is not such a big deal and your'e not going to college yet or anything, but it's the last step. We don't do much things together anymore, and I'm realizing I can't stop time or make it go slower, and I definitely can't go back to do your hair or play with your dolls or running after you when you started to walk. And maybe we grow more distant the years you have left here, and the you'll leave for Standford, which is quite far away from here, and you'll move to the West Coast for a job and then we'll only see you on Christmas and you'll only call your mom and we'll never be you and me anymore, you know?' he told her. It was weird having to tell his own daughter all those things, but he knew it was for the best. When he stopped looking to the floor, he realized Addie had glossy eyes. He inmediately went to her and hugged her tightly. Some things never change.

When they let go of each other, the girl was the first one in talking 'Dad, I didn't know you felt like I never do things with you' she said. Jake smiled softly and wiped the tears from his daughter's face. 'I never told you, Ads' he said. She composed herself again and spoke 'Let's have a movie night every week' she proposed 'we choose a movie each week and we watch it, the both of us. It can be our thing!' she said, excitedly. Jake nodded. 'Of course, princess' he agreed, hugging her again. 'I love you, dad' he heard through the hug. 'I love you too, Ads' he answered her. She was still part of him.

[inlovewhithafairytale]

01x01 Pilot part 2

Why I'm doing this....

Yn waited for her brothers in the car as they went to talk with some police officers in a crime scene they had happened to drive bye.

She returned her eyes down to her book leaning back against te worn leather of the Impala. when she lifted her eyes up again she stiffled a laugh when she saw Dean slap the back of Sam's head s if Sam was still a kid under his care.

"What was that about?" Yn asked them when they climed in the car again.

Sam gave Dean a bit of a ressented look before answering "A teenager went missing on his way home last night"

"Creepy..." Yn says nodding a bit "so...you guys are sure that Dad would look this case up?" she asks leaning against the front seat poking her head between the two brothers.

"Yep" Dean answers starting the car "Now we're going to look at the guy's girlfriend up then we are gong to get something to eat"

"YeY! Hamburgers?"

"Defenitly" Dean smiles at her before pushing her face back "buckle up kiddo"

"Dont touch my face" Yn whined pushing his hand away and sitting back in the car seat again.

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" You must be Amy?" Dean asks approaching a girl putting up MISSING posters of her boyfriend.

"Yeah Troy told us about you. We're his uncles. Dean. Sammy." he says pointng between himself and samearning a slight glare from his brother "and our little sister Yn" Dean points lastly at Yn who was standing a bit behind him hands in the pockets of her Jacket nodding her head in form of greeting.

"He never mentioned you to me"

"That's troy I guess" Dean says with a small scoff " we're not around much, we're up in Podesto-"

"So we're looking for him too" Sam cuts in "and we're kind of asking around"

"hey are you ok?" asks a girl nearing Amy, probrably her friend, Yn decides.

"Yeah" amy answers with a small nod.

"So...you mind if we ask a couple of questions?" Sam continues.

***

Yn sat between Sam and Dean in a booth in some diner listening to Amy tell her tragic story... honsetly, Yn was hungry, sleepy, and couldent care less about the information. Wich made her feel guilty, considering that the girl would never see her boyfriend again.

She leaned her head against Dean's shoulder zoning out of the conversation. so. Sammy was back. Maybe when he had to go back to Stanford he'd call, and let them visit him, Yn didnt really have it inherself to hate her brother for leaving. He found a chance to go. he went. but it still upset her that he didnt call. or write. or email.

Her ears perked up again when Amy's friend said something about a woman killing herself and her ghost hitchhiking on men.

Once biding thanks to the girls and goodbye. The siblings made their way out of the dinner.

"ghosts...creepy" Yn comments as they make their way to the car.

"and here one would have though you'd grown used to them" Dean teases ruffling her hair up.

"still creepy" Yn insints taking his hand and pulling it away from her hair "Its hair dean, not a mop" she glares slightly at him trying to set her hair back in place. Dean just messes it up again.

"DuDE!" The girl whines swatting his hand away. She slaps Dean's shoulder.

"ouch" he mocks.

Sam walked a little bit behind them. warching how his brother and sister had grown so much closer together in tose two years.Not like they weren't close before. Dean raised Yn the minute that Jhon placed her in his arms. He became the father Jhon wasn't. he had to clean up the mess Jhon made when he screwed with some woman in a bar and it git back at him. But there was always room for Sam to join in. to take part of their teasing and fights. Now not so much. He regretted that. and he made a silent promise not to lose touch of his siblings again when he got back to Stanfrord.

***

" I think youre writing it wrong" Yn said as she loomed over Dean's shoulder watching as he typed in the computer of the library they where currently in.

"Shut it"

"Let me try" Yn insisted. reaching her hand out to type something else.

Dean slapped her hand away. Yn gave him a resented look before sliding his chair away from the computer and settling behind it.

Sam laughed at Dean's face...

"so ghosts are violents deaths... Maybe its suicide" Yn said aloud typing down.

Indeed there was a news report to it.

dean gave her an approving nod and Yn gave him a small proud smile.

"I still dont forgive you for sliding the chair away"

Yn rolled her eyes and pushed his chair back again causing Sam to laugh.

***

"so...we're in the bridge where Constanence took the swan dive...in the night...wth Constanence ghost lurking around...do any of you know how creepy and risky that is? Couldent we have waited for tomorrow?"

"I have to get back to Stanford on Monday" Sam says giving her an apologetic look.

"quit yapping and come on...unless you want to stay in the car" Dean sauggests as he opened his car door.

"No thanks. ill go with you" came the instant reply from the teenage girl .

***

"I should have stayed in the car" Yn mutters to herself as Dean pushed up Sam against the bridge posts.

They where fighing about mom...well. Their mom.

"Dean..." Yn says quietly putting a hand on her older brothers shoulder

"Dont talk about her like that" dean said quietly to Sam before realising the grip he had on his collar and stepping back walking a bit away from them.

Yn looked after him and some movement caugh her eye "Dean..."

Dean's gaze moved to the ghost who was standing in the edje of the bridge, she loked at them and then jumped.

Dean and Sam ran to where she had jumped off from.

"Of course they're running toward the danger" Yn muttered to herself before running behind them.

"I really should have stayed on the car"

***

"Lord! Dean you stink!" Yn exclaimed when her Dean neared her.

"I know. Now shut it and get in the car or I'll hug you" Dean threatened making Yn run back to the car.

"Did you really have to jump off the bridge?" Sam asked with a tired face.

"The threat goes for you too" Dean answered gruffly as he walked back to the car.

***

"Is there anything about you that's real?" The officer asked as Dean and Yn stood in the parking lot of a motel.

"My boobs" "his boobs" Dean and Yn said at the same time with a poker face.

"I suppose she is your...?" The officer trailed off looking down at Yn.

"Daughter" Dean answered making the officer raised his eyebrows.

"You look a bit too young to be a father of a teenage girl"

"We all have our flaws officer"

"Adopted" Yn cut in continuing the lie.

As the officer guided them both to the police car Dean leaned in slightly "remember the protocol" he whispered

"Got it"

At the police station they wanted to take Dean and Yn into different rooms and Yn went into a frenzy crying and shouting for Dean as the officer tried to take her away.

"Officer you can't take her away...she is special with separation exciety" Dean told the police man.

The officer relented and they both where taken into an interrogation room and cuffed to the table. Dean gave her a questioning glance 'you alright' Yn nodded cleaning up her fake tears 'yeah'

The officer went in again and started asking Dean all sorts of questions and also confronted him about the credit card scams and about the journal that they had found in the motel room.

Dean of course was unwilling to answer and just gave the officer sarcastic remarks and cocky grins. The officer turned to Yn who acted the same way. Making the officer leave the room frustrated.

***

"Good job back there" Dean praised as they walked in the sidewalk making their way to a phone booth

"I really wanted hamburgers" Yn pouted.

Dean sighed correspondingly "Me too sis, we'll get them when Sam picks us up" he said putting his arm around his little sisters shoulder.

"Next time we have to check there are no police people around"

"Ditto"

***

"Sam! Are you ok?!" Yn rushed to her brothers side after she watched in horror Constanence Welch scream and disappear into a puddle of the water in the floor of the abandoned house.

Sam groaned as he opened the door of the impala, a.k.a Dean's baby, he had drove into the house.

"Yeah im fine"

Dean in the other hand was looking worriedly at the car searching for any damage.

"Well...another mission completed" Yn sighed putting her hands to her hips.

"How many Times have I told you that's cringy?" Dean asked annoyed.

"Many. But im still gonna do it"

***

"You better call. And email me" Yn told sammy as she hugged him tightly.

"I promise I will" Sam told her softly.

"Come on booger time to go" Dean said as he claimed into the car.

Pressing a kiss on top of her head Sam let her go and Yn climbed sulkily into the car, waving Sam goodbye as they drove off.

Yn was quiet for a while until somehow she began feeling uneasy.

"Dean...turn the car around. Something's not right" she suddenly said making Dean turn to her with a frown, and seeing the look in her face spun the car around tires screeching.

They get there in time when Sam's apartment burst in to flames and Dean and Yn scrambled out of the car.

"Stay!" Dean ordered before he ran inside.

Yn watched in complete fear for her brothers. Only breathing properly when Dean re appeared dragging a crying Sam with him. One look at Dean and Yn knew... Jessica was dead.

Yn ran forward and wrapped her arms around her brother "Oh Sammy. I'm so so sorry" she whispered.

Sam hugged her back crying into her shoulder. Sobbs wreking his shoulders as he slowly fell to his knees and Yn held him.

She knew what it was like to lose someone.

Dean watched with tears in his eyes at his younger siblings. He put an arm around Sam's shoulders.

***

Sam tosses a shotgun into the back of the Impala, his face hard. The same thing that had killed his mother had killed the woman he loved.

"We got work to do"

Just like old times. Dean, Sam and Yn. Back in the hunt.

What could possibly go wrong?

***

Masterlist.

Part 1

Flashbacks. A.k.a. younger years. A.k.a. part 3, kinda

[thatonesonicfanfictionwriter]

Hey I just recently came across your account and I just adore your stories. I especially loved the one about the sonic x single parent reader, which is part of an idea I had for an ask.

It would be after that and maybe they’re out and about when they encounter Shadow. I was thinking maybe the child would just be in awe of him and how he looked so cool. Shadow wouldn’t think much of it, but I can see him seeing how much it bothered Sonic and would just be so smug about it and just keep showing off to the kid just to get a rise out of Sonic.

As far as if there’s any interaction between Shadow and the reader I’ll leave up to you.

Anyway, hope you’re doing well and I can’t wait to see what else you write up! Thank you for all you’ve written and keep up the good work! 👍

“I’m Always Happy to Help, but Why Him?!”

(A continuation to “Always Happy To Help!”)

Pairing(s): Sonic the Hedgehog x Parent Reader, background Knuxadow (Knuckles x Shadow), Shadow the Hedgehog & [Child’s Name] (platonic)

Requested: Yes (by an anon).

Description: Having Shadow as your friend was always nice. But not when a certain blue-quilled partner got jealous.

Notes: I love me some smug Shadow so this’ll be fun! Hope you enjoy! And thanks for the positive comments! ^^

(Like last time, Reader and [Child’s Name] will be gender-neutral!)

(Not proof-read/beta-read.)

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It had been about a week since you had told Sonic about [Child’s Name]. But you hadn’t introduced them to anyone else. So you had planned to meet up with Shadow, and of course, Sonic wanted to come along, presumably to race with him if the time came.

Typical Sonic.

The four of you decided to meet up at Rose’s Bakery, where Amy got the four of you a table in the back, giving [Child’s Name] a coloring book and a cupcake.

“So…this is your kid?” Shadow asks.

“Yep! I figured, after Sonic, you should be the next to know since you’re one of my best friends,” you tell him. Shadow lets out a nod before taking a sip of his coffee.

“Baba! Lookie, lookie!” [Child’s Name] says, getting your attention. They hold up a drawing, it being a picture of you, Sonic, Amy, them, and Shadow. You let off a smile, ruffling their fur.

“Good job, baby,” you tell them. “I’ll put it on the fridge when we get home.”

“Yaaay!” [Child’s Name] cheers.

Shadow seems to let off a soft smile as well seeing himself in the picture.

“Is that Shadow the Hedgehog smiling I see?” Sonic asks, causing Shadow’s smile to go away, replaced with a scowl.

“Good going, Sonic, you ruined it,” you say with a joking grumble.

“Yeah, good job, Dada!” [Child’s Name] copies.

“Aw come on! I was just teasing!” Sonic says with a slight pout.

You let out a giggle before kissing Sonic on the nose, causing [Child’s Name] to pretend gag and causing Shadow to roll his eyes.

“So, how has Knuckles been treating you?” you ask Shadow.

Shadow’s face slightly turns green but he smiles fondly.

“He’s been treating me well,” Shadow states. “He’s been showing me around Angel Island. It’s…It’s been amazing.”

You return his smile.

“I’m really glad to hear that,” you tell him. “You deserve it after everything you two have been through.”

[Child’s Name] looks over at their untouched cupcake.

“Baba, ‘m not hungy,” [Child’s Name] says.

“Oh, that’s alright! We can save it for later,” you tell them.

Before you can grab the cupcake, [Child’s Name] takes it and pushes it towards Shadow.

“For uncle,” [Child’s Name] says.

Both Sonic and Shadow look surprised, but Shadow takes the cupcake with a small smile.

“Thank you, little one,” Shadow says.

“Aw man! What about Papa Sonic??” Sonic asks.

[Child’s Name] sticks out their tongue at Sonic, causing you to burst out laughing as Sonic sputters in disbelief and Shadow smirks.

This was going to be an interesting turn in their rivalry.

[antonsmommy]

Reliever Pt. 1 (Jung Sungchan)

・word count: 1.6k ・pairing: Sungchan x Reader Synopsis: You get turned down by your work crush, Eunseok. Unbeknownst to you, Sungchan, your seemingly quiet workmate, has had his eyes on you. What begins as a simple night out with Sungchan quickly shifts into something mysterious and thrilling. ・warnings: suggestive but no smut (at least not yet), cursing ・genre: sexy, adult romance ・author’s note: not that anyone’s gonna read this, but enjoy?

There he was.

183 cm tall, piercing eyes, chiseled jawline…

This was your chance to ask Song Eunseok out.

Clutching at your mid-length pencil skirt, you walked up to Eunseok who was busy post processing the photos from yesterday’s shoot.

He seemed to notice your presence, and so he waved at you.

“Hey! I’ve been looking for you.”

You let out an inaudible gasp.

“Y-you were?”

He pulled out a swivel chair and gestured for you to sit beside him.

Just the thought of sitting beside your work crush aka your team’s lead photographer made you nervous.

You obliged and took the seat next to him.

“So, I’ve been wanting to show you the photos from the collab with Ami Paris and ask if you can get the graphics done by next week Tues?”

You swallowed the lump in your throat…

Right, he was only looking for you because of work.

“Actually, Eunseok, I- I sent them over earlier for your feedback.”

His eyes lit up like a kid. “You’re awesome. I guess I haven't checked my mail yet. Hehe.”

The smile he gave you, the tiny clutch on your chair… all these made your heart race.

“Uhm, Eunseok… can I ask you something?” 

“Yes, but don’t ask me for money. I don’t have that shit.” He joked, proud of his humor. 

He grinned right after catching a glance of his phone.

Here you go, be brave. Be brave.

“I was thinking of going to that newly opened speakeasy after work? Y-you wanna check it out with me?”

Eunseok looked up after a millisecond of staring into his phone again.

He hesitated for a moment before responding, "That sounds nice, but I actually have plans tonight."

A flicker of curiosity crossed your face. "Ah, really? Anything fun?"

He gave you a sheepish smile. "Yeah, I’ve got a date.”

“A real, hot date.”

He showed you his phone, and in it was a picture of the model from the S/S 2025 shoot that  your team did a month ago

And yep, that was a thirst trap right before your eyes.

Long, slim legs against the pilates reformer, check.

Perfectly crafted pouty lips, check.

And a low cut Alo sports bra that showcased her erm…. double check.

A moment of disappointment passed over you, but you quickly masked it with a joking smile.

“Big… ah I mean, big plans tonight. Welllll, you’re in for a ride.”

Eunseok’s eyes drifted back to his phone, and you saw him send a shocked emoji to the story of his real, hot date.

“I sure am. Gotta go.” Eunseok replied, his tone genuine yet distant. "Catch you later."

As you turned to leave, you couldn’t help but notice the way his gaze lingered on his phone, already lost in anticipation of the evening ahead. The office seemed to close around you as you straightened down the folds of your button down linen shirt.

You felt nothing but the bra gap in your 34Bs. 

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Unbeknownst to you, somebody was watching you.

No, somebody has been watching you.

A sudden, rather conspicuous sound interrupted your thoughts—a cough, a bit too deliberate to be mistaken for anything but an attempt to attract attention. You glanced over your shoulder and saw Sungchan right behind you.

You took a step back and landed on his chest. 

Well, fuck. That’s a muscular chest.

The firmness against your back was a stark contrast to what you’d expected.

Sungchan’s chest felt rock hard, and this caused you to doubt reality. He usually wore loose, oversized clothes to work. The realization was jarring, and admittedly, you were stunned by the contact.

Sungchan's hands instinctively gripped your shoulders to steady you. The touch, though brief, sent a peculiar shiver through you. It was an innocent gesture, but there was something about his touch that had you feeling strange down there.

Fuck again, because you’ve been sex-deprived. 

You couldn’t even remember the last time you’ve been with a man. Maybe six, seven years ago? The new toy from Temu is not that powerful, btw.

Sungchan had been a fixture in the office for some time now- though he had never quite settled into the role of a familiar face. He’d appeared one day, unceremoniously, without much introduction to the rest of the team. 

From what you could gather, he and your boss, Shotaro were part-timers for a different clothing company right before Shotaro opened up his own clothing line, and that Sungchan was someone pirated to be a set builder for the photo shoots. Other than being a set builder, you really didn’t know his purpose for standing like a lamp post for the whole duration of the shoots your team did.

“Whoa, sorry!” you quickly apologized, stepping away, your voice betraying a hint of the confusion you felt. “I didn’t see you there.”

Sungchan’s face flushed a deeper shade of red, and he cleared his throat awkwardly. “No, it’s okay. I should have said something earlier. Uh, anyway, I didn’t mean to listen, but does your offer still stand?”

The question caught you by surprise. 

“What do you mean?”

He paused for a moment, then added, “I overheard your invite to Eunseok, If the offer’s still on the table, I happen to know the owner of that speakeasy, so I can pull some strings and get us a good seat. He’s been wanting me to check it out, but I didn’t wanna drink alone.”

Your eyebrows raised in surprise. “Oh, really? Well, I wasn’t expecting this, but...”

He leaned on the wall and crossed his arms while his eyes followed your lips.

Good Lord, why was he like that???

“But?”

You studied his expression for a moment, the earlier touch still lingering in your thoughts. 

Yeah, what’s there to lose? It’s not a date anyway.

“Yeah, why not?”

The corners of his mouth curved into a smirk. “See you there? Around 8?”

As he walked away, you couldn't help but wonder what this evening would bring.

 It wasn’t a date—just two colleagues hanging out—but something about the way he looked at you made it feel different, almost thrilling.

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The speakeasy was dimly lit, with Honey by Raveena filling the air. 

You arrived just before 8, scanning the room until you spotted Sungchan. 

He looked effortlessly cool in a simple black shirt and an oversized leather jacket, his presence commanding yet understated.

You felt incredibly out of place with your linen shirt, brown cardigan and tiny pearl earrings.

As you approached, he stood and gave you a nod, pulling out a chair for you. "Hey, you made it," he said, his tone warm but reserved.

"Yeah, wouldn't miss it," you replied, taking your seat and almost tripping on your black boots.

“Careful there.”

Long before you knew, his hand was already at the small of your back- ready to catch you.

The conversation flowed easily, with Sungchan proving to be an attentive listener. 

Unlike Eunseok's playful banter and slapstick humor, Sungchan's manner was gallant and curt- and a bit mysterious. 

You would jump from one topic to another, but you swore, his eyes were on your lips the whole time.

What the fuck? Does he want a kiss? Because damn, he’s good looking, and I can use a kiss or two.

Oh seriously? Fuck your sexual frustrations.

You found yourself intrigued by him, though unsure if you were attracted to him or simply sexually frustrated.

He ordered drinks for both of you- one margarita with smoked salt and one glass of negroni, ensuring you had everything you needed- from the way he brought the hand sanitizer closer to you and even asked if you wanted to order more.

“Yeah, I always see you use alcohol sprays.” He mumbled.

It was just his mere observation, but you felt a knot in your stomach.

You had to speak to interrupt your delusion. “I like this place. Tell your friend my congratulations on the opening of his cocktail bar. Wonbin, was it?”

He nodded, examining how your tongue licked the rim of the glass.

So this is what snakes in the zoo cage felt like.

Just as the evening seemed to be settling into a comfortable rhythm, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, his expression shifting to one of concern and frustration. "I'm really sorry, but I need to go. It’s Shoraro, and he needs help.”

You grimaced, appreciating his straightforwardness. “Go, go. It’s our boss.”

He stood, reaching for his wallet. "I'll cover the drinks. Again, sorry about this."

"Don't worry about it," you said, genuinely meaning it. Sungchan had been a perfect gentleman, and you couldn't fault him for needing to leave.

Besides, Shotaro’s not the type to call after work-hours. It had to be something important.

As Sungchan was about to head out, you instinctively went in for a friendly hug-  a habit from your interactions with friends before parting ways. Sungchan froze before deciding to lean in as well, and in an unplanned moment, his lips brushed against your lower lip. The touch was brief but electric, leaving you dazed.

He pulled back, eyes wide with surprise. "I... uh, sorry," he stammered for the first time tonight.

You shook your head quickly, feeling a rush of unexpected warmth. "It's fine. Really. Stupid me, actually!”

Sungchan gave you a small, almost shy smile before turning to leave. "I'll see you around," he said, his voice soft but certain.

As he walked away, you couldn't help but touch your lip where his had brushed against, a strange mix of emotions swirling inside you. The night had been cut short, but it left you with more questions than answers about Sungchan.

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Part 2 for those who want to take a risk

[the-froschamethyst4]

Proposal

𖤐Pairing: Alex x F! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: fluff, kissing, hints of smut, language, talks of marriage, the 'L' word,

𖤐Summary: Alex has seen his friends get married, have kids etc., him and his girlfriend Y/n are new to the relationship but Alex is very impatient and wants to marry Y/n ASAP

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Alex sat in the mess-hall looking at his friends all talk about their wives and kids. Price was showing Soap and Ghost a picture of his baby girl with her foot in her mouth, after getting out of her bath.

"She's so cute," Soap says, taking the phone.

"How'd you manage that, Price?" Ghost asked.

"Oh you know, genetics," Price says, leaning back and bucking his hips up a little bit.

Alex then looks at Alejandro and König, exchanging wedding photos. Alex was in a relationship with his girlfriend Y/n for 6 months, still new into the relationship but Alex wants to marry her, so BADLY but Y/n has admitted not being ready for marriage just yet.

Alex gets up from his spot at the bench and starts to head back to his post.

"Hey, Alex, where you going?" Price calls.

"I have to get back to my post," he says.

Alex opened the door of the mess hall and leaned against the brick wall gun at his side and pulling his phone out. He looks at his lockscreen for a few seconds, it was a picture of Y/n in a sundress and they had their first date in a field of wildflower which Alex figured his was allergic to wild flowers.

He stares at her before opening his phone.

Alex: Hey I may head to the store before I come home, do you need anything?

Love: Maybe coffee creamer, eggs, bread, milk, and dish soap

Alex: Weird combo

Love: I was gonna go today, but I was caught up in work

Alex: I understand, I'll get you them

Love: Thank you

"Y/N I NEED THOSE FILES ON MY DESK AS-FUCKING-P!!"

"What a fucking jerk, Y/n I don't understand how you've been here for 5 years and have to put up with him."

Y/n works for a large corporation and was the assistant to the CEO, she wasn't always an assistant, he calls it his 'promotion' to her from being an employee to the finance department.

"I don't know either...I think I'm just use to it," she says.

"Anyways...how are you and Alex?"

"We're good."

"6 months right?"

"Yep...7 in a few days," Y/n smiles as she's typing on the keyboard.

"Do you...plan on getting married anytime soon?"

"I mean, I'd like to get married but I feel like we're still new into the relationship-"

"You two already live together, you both co-signed on somethings right? I think you two are already for marriage."

"But it's been 6 months, going on 7, I think we still need more time..." Y/n says, turning to her printer and grabbing papers off her printer and placing them in a labeled folder, she gets up from her chair and walks to her bosses office.

She knocks and hears a deep voice telling her to 'come in'. She opens the door and placed the file in a black tray and walked out.

"It's about damn time," he says, Y/n rolled her eyes as her back was turned to him.

She shuts the door behind her and mumbles. "Asshole."

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Alex takes his gear off as he enters his car, starting it up and heading to the store but he had to make a little pit stop at the jewelry store.

He cleans himself up and opened the doors to the store, he looks around to find a free consultant.

"Hi," he says.

"Oh hello sir, what can I help you with?"

"I was here a few days ago, I think her name was Amy, she helped me pick a ring out and sized it, I'm here to pick it up."

"Okay, what's your name?"

"Alex Keller." He says.

"Okay, give me a few seconds," she says, walking away to the back. Alex looked at the display case seeing some necklaces, one caught his eye, it was was of two hearts interlocked together. one was silver and the other had light pink diamonds.

"Alex Keller here you go."

"Thank you, could I also see that necklace with the two hearts."

"Yes, of course." She puts on some silk white gloves and pulled the necklace out. "This is part of our Valentines Day collection, so it's fairly new," she says.

"Could I get that?"

"Of course," she pulls out a black velvet case and sets the necklace inside. "With the necklace and the sized ring, your cost is $400,000."

"Here you go, thank you."

"Any time," she says.

Alex walked out of the store looking in the small black bag pulling out the ring and looked at it. It's perfect, it's something Y/n has been talking about for years, her dream ring and he was able to find a store that sells it.

It looked like something from a fantasy. It was gorgeous and he knows Y/n will love it. He placed the small bag in his passenger seat and placed his vest over it so it doesn't fall into his floorboard.

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Going home Alex felt nervous, scared even, he carried in the grocery bags along with the small bag of jewelry. He sets the bags on the marble counter and started to hide the jewelry in his underwear drawer, but kept the necklace out to give to her once she comes home.

Alex started to place the food in their correct places and at this point just waited for Y/n to come home.

He changed from his gear to some comfortable clothes.

After a while Y/n came home, kicking her heels off at the front door and then looked up seeing her boyfriend waiting for her before she made it passed the mud room.

She walks up to him with a smile on her face and stood on her tippy toes, kissing his lips and then was immediately picked up. Her legs wrap around his waist and her arms around his neck.

"How was work?" He asked.

"Don't get me started," she whines, putting her head back annoyed and Alex chuckled at her, kissing her neck.

He walks to the couch sitting down with Y/n now on his lap. She moves her hair off her left side of her neck and looks at Alex.

"I got you something," he says.

"What?" She was confused.

She let's him up and he heads to the master bedroom and soon came back with the black velvet box and handed it to Y/n.

"Alex-"

"Just open it, angel," he says, sitting next to her and she opens and saw the gorgeous heart necklace.

"Alex," he just smiles taking the necklace and Y/n turns letting him put it on her neck.

"Do you like it?"

"Love it," she says, turning back to him and kissing him. "But why?"

"Because I love you," he says.

"I love you too, but...do you want something?" She asked.

"No, because you are all I need," he says, bring her back to his lap.

Alex was now just peppering kisses all on Y/n's neck, shoulder, chest and temples. Y/n smiled as he was showing her so much love than usual.

"Alex?" He placed his chin on her chest looking up at her.

"Hm?"

"You want something," she knows he wants to talk about something but just doesn't know what. "What is it?" She asks again, rubbing her fingers through his hair.

"Okay...I think we are ready for marriage."

"Alex-"

"I know, what you're going to say, we're not ready, we're still new, let's wait a little bit more. I understand...but Y/n I love you, I love you so much that I think we are ready." He then gets off the couch and heads back to the master bedroom.

He comes back with his right hand behind his back, and then getting on one knee.

"Y/n...you make me so happy, I know it's only been almost 7 months of being together, but seeing you everyday, coming home to someone like you, I want you in my life, and I know we'll have our arguments but I think we can make it work. I love you...will you marry me?" He opens the box and Y/n saw her dream ring.

Y/n felt like she was caught off-guard. But she also felt like she was expecting it in a way. Y/n grabs Alex's face kissing his lips and kissing his forehead and looking into his eyes.

"Yes...I will..." she says.

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A Year Later

Alex and Y/n were sitting at the bride and grooms table as their family and friends were giving their speeches. Well, Alex's friends were giving embarrassing stories about Alex, he was only embarrassed as Y/n laughed at her husbands friends funny stories.

"I remember in college, Alex had a high drinking tolerance, but after 5 drinks of Jack Daniels he was knocked on his ass," some laughed as Alex hid his face. Y/n grabbed his face and kissed his lips.

Y/n and Alex were happy, smiling at each other the whole night and kissing each other whenever they can.

Y/n was pulled away by her friends and they did a few photos, Alex watched from afar at his beautiful wife.

"Alex, my guy," Soap says, placing his arm over Alex's shoulder.

"You did it," Price says, rubbing Alex's hair and messing it up a little bit.

"I did...I'm married to my love," Alex looks at Y/n like she is the last thing on earth.

They were both happy, even if they only date for 7 months, it was worth it all and they are both so happy.

[shadamyheadcanons]

Hi there, hope you're doing ok! I was wonder what are your headcanons for future!Shadamy when they are together and growing old. What are their jobs? Shadow is still at G.U.N.?Where do they live? How do their dynamic evolve as Amy ages physically (and they both age mentally obviously)?

For jobs, they’ve got options. I’ve written Amy as a florist in headcanon 29, a baker in headcanons 15 and 176, and a kindergarten teacher in headcanon 254. Florist and baker both jive with canon. She’s been shown to like flowers, and it’s natural to put a Rose in a garden.

Top, wallpaper on Sonic Channel Bottom, Sonic Pict May 2021 on Sonic Channel

For baking, there’s official art of her making baked goods, and she says in a Sonic Station LIVE vtuber special that she’s apprenticing at a cake shop.

Sonic Pict February 2020 on Sonic Channel

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The kindergarten teacher angle works for me because she works well with kids. She’s not a Mom Friend, but she has a strong nurturing side:

Whatever she does to pay the bills, I think it’s important that she has a way of giving back and helping others. I could see her actively doing volunteer work. Frontiers has a detail I really like where she apparently goes back to check on places that have been impacted by Eggman’s destruction:

“Yep, but...I’ve seen this kind of recovery in areas Dr. Eggman damaged. Something ruined this land, and it’s barely begun to recover.”

She was always a helper even when she needed help more than anyone. I don’t think she could feel completely happy if she didn’t have the chance to give back in some way. It’s not enough for her just to whack a villain with a hammer and leave.

Shadow and Amy have significant overlap in this regard and could very believably be coworkers. He likes flowers just like she does; there’s been a lot of buzz about this lately, but for those who haven’t seen, they have a very extensive line of matching cherry blossom memorabilia, just for the two of them. Calendars. Bags. Hats. Thermoses. Shirts. It lines up nicely with the idea of Shadow calling Amy “Rose” as a term of endearment, which I’ve always liked. His fondness for flowers is “canon,” and by “canon,” I mean it’s in Lego Dimensions. When it comes to outside canon, I pick and choose what to count for my headcanons based on how in-character the event feels, and Shadow feels very in-character in that game, funnily enough. Lego gets it right.

Regardless of whether it’s a job, I love the idea of Shadow gardening because he’s very much a “protector,” and I think looking after smaller things would do him a world of good. It’s tangible, manageable, and rewarding in a way that protecting the entire world usually isn’t. That’s why I had him adopt Rosie. In headcanon 134, I wrote Shadow volunteering at a Chao shelter and inviting Amy to join him, and he became a guidance counselor in that headcanon above about Amy being a kindergarten teacher.

Sega seems to want us to believe Shadow and G.U.N. are on good terms. I don’t buy it. The only way I can see him happily working with them is if someone like Rouge gets put in charge and does some serious work to turn them around, like in headcanon 280. Even then, I wouldn’t say it’s ideal; I don’t want Shadow to have to fight his whole life. I can’t see him giving up fighting entirely to become a pacifist, but there’s more than one way to help the people of Earth, and he deserves peace, preferably with his friends and a delightful pink hedgehog by his side. And speaking of Amy’s motherly tendencies and Shadow feeling fulfilled by looking after little ones, I want them to have a couple kids, too. She canonically wants kids...

[Weird scene from Sonic X. Can’t believe there’s an honest-to-goodness typo in this finished game]

...and once most of the fighting is over, I think Shadow would crave some sort of focus and center in his life. Fatherhood could do that for him.

Silver has to come from somewhere, after all.

I like to put them in a cottage by the edge of the woods—far enough to enjoy nature and have peace and quiet when necessary, but close enough to the city to visit their friends. Big probably lives nearby.

As for growth and aging, most of it makes me sad. One-sided immortality can do that, especially for someone who experiences emotions as strongly as Shadow does. Check out headcanons 255, 238, 101, and 83 if you want to feel sad. Headcanon 286 is bittersweet. Headcanon 273 is nice and cute, though.

I hope you like links. Thanks for the question!

[sonic-fankid-showdown]

Poll 8, Round 1.

About Flicker: (by @burning-stars98) Flicker is the eldest of Tails and Cosmo's four kids. She has a light manipulation power and is dedicated to helping others in the area with just about anything. She is also dating Sonic and Amy's second son, Merit, who is a werehog, but she doesn't mind!

About Scrap: (by @the-gay-ghost-king) While he may not look like one, this tiny little kid is a true hedgehog at heart. Scrap was made as a "scrap" project by Tails out of boredom using whatever spare materials he could find around the house. He made it work. However, just as Tails was about to disassemble Scrap, Sonic swooped in and decided to adopt Scrap as a split-second impulse decision. Scrap's as chaotic as they come. Rolling around at the speed of sound all over place, he truly takes after his dad. And while he may be tiny (seriously, he could probably fit in the other kids' arms), Scrap can be incredibly loud. Though Scrap seems to only speak in beeps and boops, Sonic seems to understand this kid just fine... as if he's a robot as well. When he's not hanging out with his dad, Uncle Tails, or the rest of their friends, Scrap can usually be found playing (Read: wreaking havoc) with the chao. It was definitely a good idea leaving them alone with each other, absolutely nothing caught on fire. Yep, nothing to see here!

[rmd-writes]

I had to consult with @welcometololaland (that’s a tag for you, love) to find an appropriate snippet from call me to share with you today - this will likely be the last snippet either of us can share from this fic because we’re getting to the pointy end and it’s all spoilers from here on out!

Have some chaos!owen aka our favourite brand of Owen:

“Carlos, you’d know about this,” Owen says. TK would like the floor to open up and swallow him whole, no matter how interested he might be in the fact that his dad is implying that Carlos is either on Grindr or sexting. Both? The fact that his dad is even tangentially aware of this frightens him though.

Carlos drops his spoon. “Uh…”

“You know, because you do those talks in schools don’t you? To teach the kids about being safe online and not sending sexty texts.”

“Dad!”

“Maybe I should go,” Carlos says, pushing back his chair. “This seems like, um, a family matter.” He looks frantically around the rest of the table, where the rest of the crew are eating as if this happens all the time. To TK’s eternal regret and humiliation, it does.

“No, Carlos. Stay, finish your dinner,” Owen insists.

“I’m so sorry,” TK says to Carlos.

He shakes his head and looks at his watch. “It’s fine, really. I can’t stay for much longer anyway.”

“Please at least finish your dinner, Carlos. Don’t let my dad scare you away. He’s done talking about this now, aren’t you, Dad.” TK doesn’t phrase it as a question.

Owen raises both hands. “Yep. Done talking about that. For now. You and I are continuing this conversation later, though son.”

“We aren’t, actually.”

“You know, you look like your mother when you look at me like that.” TK rolls his eyes but sees that Carlos has at least pulled his chair back in and looks like he’s about to start eating again.

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[askyuuandco]

TW: Angst but Wholesome. Happy Father's Day

------Flashback------

Yuu's Father: *reading the papers*

Kid Triplets: *peaking from the door watching their father read* :o ... Yuu's Father: *knows his girls are there* Girls. Please come in I know your out there. <:) Kid Triplets: *come in laughing and giggling* Daddy! XD Yuu's Father: *picks all three of them up* Hello my little 明星 (movie star idk how say plural :'l) . How was your day at the park? <:) Kid Triplets: *hold out gifts for their dad* >v<'/>.</>u< !!!

Yuu's Father: *gasp* What's this? Kid Yuu: It's a present for you Baba <X> Kid Amy: HAPPY BABA'S DAY!!! XD Kid Evelynn: Happy...Baba's day... <:> Kid Yuu: Happy Baba's Day. :D Yuu's Dad: Oh girls...You didn't have to give me a present. Kid Triplets: But we made it for you Baba. :'0 Yuu's Dad: *burst into comedic tears and accepts the presents* Thank you my dears I will treasure these for a life time. Yuu's Dad: *pick them up* Just as much as I treasure all of you *gives them all kiss* Kid Triplets: *giggling and laughing* --------end Flashback----- Yuu: *making father's day gifts for all the teachers* <:L Grim: What are you doing henchmen? :< Yuu: making father's day gifts for the teachers. Grim: why the heck are you doing that for? Yuu: because since I can't 100% see my dad right now I thought I'd make them presents too. And Prof. Trien might not be able to see his kids right now either so I thought...why not... <X>

Grim: okay then kind of sounds sly but okay Yuu: *pouts* It's not silly it means a lot too me! >X0 Grim: okay okay! I guess teach's lounge right? >.> Yuu: yep. ^v^

------------Teacher's Lounge------- Staff: *talking to one another* Yuu: *knocks on door* Prof. Trien: Come on in. U.U Yuu: *comes in holding gift baskets* H-Hello <:> Sam: Oh Yuu little imp how ya doin'! :D Vargas: What's with the gift baskets? Is there a special occasion? :D Yuu: *embarrassed blushing* Well from my realm it's Father's day and...* starts mumbling embarrassed* I'd like to give you guys these... @/////@'///

Staff: !!! :0 Crewel: Oh sweetheart you didn't have to go through all of trouble to make or get us anything Vargas: *elbows Crewel* Hey come Divus she made us gifts we can't say no right? >v>

Crewel: *happy blush* I guess not...okay come and bring them over Yuu: :'D *comes over and gives them all presents* Vargas: Dumbbells! Sweet! Thanks Yuu *ruffles up her hair* Crewel: a Dalmatian print tie *little tears come down his face* Thank you Yuu. ;v; *gives head pats while fixing the hair that Vargas messed up* Trien: a mug with Lucius's face on it. Thank you Yuu I appreciate it very much. UvU *gives her a side hug* Sam: Yo I got a mega phone! Sweet! Thanks little imp! >X3 *ruffles up her hair again* Crewel: Damn it Sam I just fixed it! >X0 Crowley: What about me!? ;0; Yuu: =.= ... *gives him his present* Crowley: *takes the mug* "World's Decent Dad" Yuu: *mumbles* you're welcome... >.> Crowley: *cries ugly* THANK YOU ;0; *gives Yuu a big hug* Yuu: Crowley your squishing me! DX< Yuu: *mumbles* I love you too...*pouts* Staff: *chuckles and laughs together* ---------------few hours later-------- Yuu: one more person...actually two more but I'll do him a little later =v= *walking down the hall* Light Music Club: *chatting away* Yuu: *runs up to them* Lilia-Senpai! :0 Lilia: Ah! Why if it isn't Yuu-Chan. How you today? :3 Yuu: I'm good...um...here >///< *hands gift bag with cute bats on it over to Lilia* Lilia: A present! For me! Oh you shouldn't have! X> Lilia: What's the occasion! :D Yuu: *embarrassed mumbles* I-It's father's day in my realm and I thought of you and you know... Lilia: *hears her loud and clear* OvO oh! OOOOHHH!!! *gives her a big old hug* Lilia: Thank you little bat you didn't have too I will treasure this gift bag with my life >w<

Yuu: *hugs back* ;v; Lilia: Now let's me check what's inside >X> *opens the bag all excited* Lilia: A World's Greatest Bat Dad T-Shirt, A bat shaped mug, an acorn bracelet, and a card?!?! *crying and hugging Yuu tight but not too tight* Thank you Yuu-Chan you truly made my day! ;v;

Yuu: <X'> your welcome. Yuu: Read the card later though... <XP Lilia: I promise I will ^u^ ----------2 hours later----- Yuu: *comes back and goes to the makeshift alter she made* ... Yuu:*looks at the photo she paint of her father on the alter*...Happy Father's Day Baba...I miss you very much... U_U *pays respects to the alter and leaves her dad's favorite snacks on the alter and then tells him about her day*

Ghost Dad: *watching from a far smiling and content* UvU

----Meanwhile With Lilia---- Lilia: okay what does the letter say...*reads it allowed* Lilia: "Dear Lilia, Thank you for being an impactful person in my life. Thank you for being so loving and kind too me on my first year in being in Twisted Wonderland. You treated me with respect and love and I appreciate that very much. Although seeing you in your past also through me out for a loop especially how you and mom would butt heads sometimes Lilia: ...was really...shocking...but refreshing I finally got to see what my mom's teen/young adult life was...Sincerely your niece...Cassidy Y. Irving... Lilia: ... :0 *processing* Lilia: *still processing* ...my what... Lilia: *realization* MY WHA- (.OAO.)'///

[halfbreeddege]

Sonic Movie 3 Spoiler Thoughts

Alrighty! I just got back from watching Sonic 3. I got my spoilery thoughts below the read more.

-Dammit! Tom and Maddie are the best. parents. ever!!!! That poor couple was practically going insane without their fuzzy kids around.

-Wonder how Sonic's uncles would react around him.

-Now that I think about it, did Sonic call Tom "dad" or "Donut Lord" even once (sweater doesn't count)?

-Oooh, Ozzy has some jealously going on. I thought they were getting along pretty well up to the Knuckles show.

-Walters actually gets a little redemption on this movie. He's not hostile towards Team Sonic and he was actually trying to protect Maria and Co. during the raid.

-I was still hoping it was a Wachowski that was involved in the raid 50 years ago.

-Who got the girl in the Telanovela?

-Gasp It's the goat milker!!!

-That 4th wall break by Eggman and Gerald

-I saw in the credits "Escape from the City" was in the soundtrack, but I don't remember hearing any of it.

-Eggman gets the 'damn' card, but not Shadow. Ok.

-I want to go to the Chao Garden now. I don't care if I'm an adult.

-Keanu, you did an amazing job as Shadow. Surprised Sonic didn't point out he sounds like the guy from Speed.

-I'll admit, I got a little teary eye watching the Shadow and Maria montage.

-Chaos Control was not mentioned ONCE!!

-No Olive Garden mention for once? XD -They included E.G.G.M.A.N!!! -They included "Talk about low budget flights, no food or movies… I'm outta here!" -Not enough Live and Learn. Seriously, I would have LOVED to hear longer bits of it, but they mostly kept playing the motif. During the space battle they did play a little more, but it's still not enough for my thirsty ass.

-I was wondering if they were going to include the "I have no idea" line, but not this time.

-Ritter gets like 3 main scenes and that's about it. She pretty much turned into a nothing burger. I was hoping Sam's (Sam Procrastinates) theory would had been right that she was actually Rouge but used a hologram to disguise as a human.

-Speaking of Rouge, it's really weird to see Shadow without her around.

-Sonic going apeshit when Shadow dropped the line "What was his name again? Tom?" Yeah, man. Get a punch in for me too.

-I watched Fadel's spoiler review, did not realize that was the Bio Lizard reference with the monster film Shadow and Maria watched.

-Where the hell was Jojo?! All this time I was predicting she would play a major part in Shadow realizing the errors of his way and she doesn't even get a mention. I would have thought maybe Randall at least would have gotten a bigger role since he's with G.U.N. but he's technically just a cameo.

-Agent Stone, my dude, he is a total badass in this movie and I felt so bad for him. Honestly, I never really thought he was going to be that big of a part of the franchise when I saw him in the first movie and thought he was going to be a one off character, but each passing movie, I'm starting to love the character more and more. Also, Lee Majdoub is a pretty cool guy and you can tell he really appreciates all the fan feedback.

-I'm not a fan of the Eggman x Stone ship, but oh God, I know the ones that do are having one hell of a field day right now.

-Soooo….how did Gerald live to be 110?????

-Not sure which death was more gruesome. Shooting range or bug zapped?

-"You're no Maria." Fuck you, Gerald!

-The dance scene with Gerald & Eggman was hilarious. Their final fight, was kinda meh…

-*sigh* yep, more fart jokes.

-Ok, so people predicting something bad happening to Tom were half right. Some were saying he was going to die, which I didn't think was going to happen. However, he did get a good whack from Shadow. I'm so happy he survived though.

-Wait, did Walters live or die?

-I predict next movie is going to touch time travelling since they're introducing Amy and Metal Sonic.

-Fadel was right, that last battle was like a DBZ fight.

-Shadow probably saved Eggman.

-I'm noticing each Sonic trailer, there's always that one scene that gets changed in the final product. The first movie trailer was any scene with Sonic in red shoes, the second movie was when Knuckles actually says "Does it look like I need your power?", this movie was the battle with Sonic & Shadow, they're actually in their super forms.

[ofmd-buys-boats]

We are starting off strong, with our final #TinyCrewBigRaffle total (and by charity in US$).

$12,009.45 donated in one month, across 7 charities either chosen by or previously supported by the cast and crew of #OFMD.

Inner-City Arts for Lindsey Cantrell Sheldrick Wildlife Trust for Megan Vertelle Mermaids and True Colors United for Con O'Neill Cure Kids NZ for Taika Waititi Kitten Rescue LA for Rhys Darby World Central Kitchen for David Jenkins

Yep, we pushed it over $12k, babes. With the last few donations to be counted that came in over #airportcon, our donation from the original auction Tiny Crew print proceeds, and one final donation of cold hard cash (instead of time and our sanity 😂) from Amy and Christina and we made the #TinyCrewBigRaffle even bigger.

We want to take a moment to acknowledge and thank everyone for their massive amount of support we've been given. We could not have done this without everyone who donated, but also spread the word wide and far with likes, shares and posts ❤️

We would also like to thank Lindsey Cantrell, Megan Vertelle and Con O'Neill for their hands on support and signal boosting, and the amazing staff at Inner-City Arts, Mermaids, Sheldrick Wildlife Trust and Pearl at Cure Kids NZ for all their help.

[berrypass-de-murdler]

2 - 50 Killer at the Convocation

S E A S O N F I N A L E

...I'm the only person on tumblr who can't boop and it makes me sosad

I compLETELY forgot to say happy halloween and now it's too late WHOOPS

But I've got another scary murdler for y'all

Tiny Taupe was one of the first book2 characters I designed, and also one of my favorites because HELP

Poor thing was born without a head or arms and can only communicate through tap-dancing morse code. His life is miserable! Even Logico can't help but take pity on the creature... wait how does it hear and see- (I NEVER draw muscular characters but I don't think the drawing ended up too bad?? in my opinion-)

which murdler do you find the scariest in design? I think Dr. Crimson, Sister Lapis, and Philosopher Bone are up there

DON'T READ THE EPISODES WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!!

They are at the convocation. Logico is to give a speech, then finally reveal the Special Secret. He is shaking with nerves. Irratino puts a hand on his shoulder.

IRRATINO: Shh. Hey. You’re okay! LOGICO: Oh… all right…

And they step into the gigantic building. Poor Logico! He’s so small, and the scale isn’t helping his anxiety. 

WHITE: Deductive. You’re late. LOGICO: There… was an accident on the way here. WHITE: I don’t care the excuse, cupcake, I want to hear your speech.

Logico is even more scared when he looks at who else is at the table - there, in the flesh, is the Major Red! 

Logico is so terrified, but can’t look away. The soldier is every bit as terrifying as the legends described - he looks like he was hand-designed to kill. And yet, Logico can’t help but notice his face twitch with uncertainty.

AMARANTH: Deductive Logico!

He gives the little guy a kiss on the cheek, who is less than pleased. Gico makes a pouty expression.

AMARANTH: Do not be so worried, mon ami. You will be fantastic. I believe in you!

Logico sighs, and steps up to the rostrum. Irratino gives a big goofy thumbs-up. The smol detective takes a deep breath, and begins his speech.

LOGICO: Countries, of the- OH!! Are you kidding me?! WHITE: NEXT LOGICO: NO, there’s another MURDER.

Yep, there sure is - the supposed ‘head of the Convocation’ is lyin’ on the cold hard ground!

IRRATINO: At least you’ll have more time to prepare your speech? LOGICO: Please… not now. 

The presentation is delayed as everyone stares at Logico trying to find the (probably meaningless) answer.

AMARANTH: As ze Président, I brought an exclusive pin. LOGICO: …now you’re starting with the quips? AMARANTH: But I look adorable while doing so, non?~ 💕

Logico officially hates this man.

WHITE: By decree of the Old Drakonians- RED: By the revolution-

SERIOUSLY? Fucking MAJOR RED? But he doesn’t say that out loud, for fear of his life.

Irratino gets a call from High Alchemist Raven.

RAVEN: My concoctions have turned a particular shade, revealing a major clue. IRRATINO: What was the shade?? RAVEN: Red, doi. IRRATINO: Oh! It’s Red! … Logico, it’s Red!

Logico is gone. 

IRRATINO: LOGICO! LOGICO YOU GOTTA COME BACK QUICK, I SOLVED THE MURDER AND YOU GOTTA DO YOUR SPEECH!

Irratino discovers that Logico has not ‘gone’ to the bathroom. There is a blood stain where he was standing. Irratino’s face goes pale. And he just stares…

IRRATINO: He’s fine. Everything I believe is true.

Amaranth approaches him.

AMARANTH: Sir?... IRRATINO: It’s not even his blood. Look! It’s not even his blood. He’s fine.

Red slowly exits his seat. Irratino lunges for him! White has to hold him back.

IRRATINO: WHAT DID YOU DO?! WHAT DID YOU DO?! RED: I was… I was… IRRATINO: I’LL GET YOU! WHEN I GET YOU… YOU’LL BE SORRY!! LET GO! 

And the happy-go-lucky man continues to lose his mind. Is Logico okay? Is he alive? Is this his sick, sick way of finally getting revenge?

The end!

I AM OFFICIALLY HALFWAY THROUGH BOOK 2

let's celebrate with uh

OH YEAH

I FINALLY GET TO MAKE MAJOR RED'S OFFICIAL ARTWORK!!!

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

Picture Perfect Family

Warnings: death of a pregnant woman (and the fetus - although is referred to as a baby during the fic), emergency c-section, mentions of torture, blood, held hostage, reader holds baby and woman’s hand, that bit is quite sad by the way, hospitals, death, crying 

Word count: 4449

A/N: This was the sad one I kept going on about. Oh, also Amy is 14, Jake is 12, Ethan is 8, and Maisie is 6.

“Alright! Everyone, into the car!” You exclaim, clapping loudly. You smiled as your youngest two children rushed past you, cheering and giggling loudly. You two eldest however, huffed as they stood up, making their way to the car. 

“Why do we have to leave so early? We could just get the bus,” You second eldest, Jake, asked as he walked past.

“I like it! It means we can play longer and see all our friends!” The twelve year old rolled his eyes at his younger brother, Ethan. 

“Don’t roll your eyes at your brother,” You sighed, “Come on, we can talk about the bus later, okay?” You breathed out a sigh of relief when Jake nodded. “Alright, into the car,”

Your youngest, Maisie, runs back to you, hugging your legs, “Don’t worry daddy, I like the car too!”

“Alright, sweet pea, back into the car you go,” You say, leaning down and sweeping her into your arms, “We don’t want you to be late now, do we?” Maisie shook her head. “Amy, come on, we’re going to be late!”

Your eldest, Amy, walked out of the house, bag slung over her shoulder as she typed on her phone. “What have I told you about phones in the morning?”

“Sorry dad,” Amy grins, pecking your cheek before getting into the car. 

“It’s alright sweetheart,” You call after her before sighing. “Anna?”

“Yes babe?” Your wife, Anna, waddles into the room, one hand on her stomach, the other on her lower back, “Everyone ready?”

“Yep,” You answer, proud grin, you peck her cheek, "I've got everything under control." 

A scream and a sob came from the car. "Except that, one moment," You say as you jog out the door, "kids? Everything okay?"

"Jake took my toy!" 

"It's mine!"

"Hey, don't make me keep it for Chloe," You threaten lightly, both you and the children knowing you would never. 

"I thought her name was Charlotte," 

"That's because it is," Anna chimed, appearing behind you, you jumped, placing a hand on your chest. 

"Jesus," You muttered, "No, I'm pretty sure she's a Chloe."

"What would you know?" Anna challenged, "She's not growing inside you," You simply give her a look, she rolls her eyes. "If you don't leave now, you'll be late," 

You looked at the time with wide eyes, "Shi- Snickerdoodles!" Ethan and Maise both giggle loudly, “Hey, don’t laugh at your dad or he’ll drink all the chocolate milk before you get back,” At their gasps you add an evil laugh.

“Get in the car you goof,” Anna laughs, pecking your lips quickly. “Or you’ll be late.”

“Yes Ma’am!” You say, giving her a smile before hopping into the car (hitting your head as you did) - she still managed to make you act like a drunk-in-love teenage boy. Even after all these years. 

When you dropped the kids off to school, you made it to the BAU in record time, you sighed, placing your bag on the floor and letting yourself fall into your chair. 

“We’ve got a case,” Garcia said, walking quickly to the round table room, “It’s a bad one,”

Everyone shot up quickly, following Garcia into the round table room, sitting in their respective seats. You got up relatively slowly, ignoring Morgan and Emily snorting at you, JJ gave you a sympathetic look, “Long morning?”

“I’m on school runs,” You answered, trying your best not to yawn, the pair of you joined the rest of the team, sitting at the round table. 

“This sick s.o.b is abducting women and torturing them for a day - it was originally three days but he’s devolving,” Garcia said, clicking the remote so the respected photos come up, “He then calls their significant other and gives them an address so they can try to save her. The significant others get there before they pass, however the wounds are always too extensive and so nothing can be done and they pass before the EMTs get there,” 

Your stomach clenches when you imagine yourself in their position. You shove the thought out of your head and focus back on the case. “Where’s the case?”

“Right here,”

It had been kind of a bust so far, it had been a day and you had pretty much nothing. None of the leads you had found led to anything that could be used, at the end of the day, you all sighed, getting ready to head home for a few hours of sleep before starting afresh. “A body just turned up,”

You didn’t get home until three, Anna and the kids fast asleep. You sighed, making your way into bed, if you were lucky, you’d get two and a half hours sleep before you’d have to wake up to prepare everything before the kids woke up at six. 

You repeated the same routine as yesterday but with less energy, as the kids all sat eating breakfast, Anna wrapped her arms around you, “What time did you get in?” She asked softly.

“Three,” You mumbled, turning around and resting your head on her shoulder, taking in her scent. “I do love you,” You mutter, she gives a small laugh.

“You’re delirious,”

“Deliriously in love with you,”

“That doesn’t even make any sense.” 

“It does to me,” 

“Stop procrastinating and drive the kids to school,” Anna laughed, giving you a gentle shove towards the door.

“I love you!” You exclaim as you shoo the children out of the house and into the care. 

Soon enough, you're back at work. “You look like hell,” Morgan chuckled when you walked into the bullpen.

“You do the school run for four kids with a pregnant wife on two and a half hours sleep,” You defended, gratefully taking the cup of coffee off of Reid and immediately taking a sip despite it burning your tongue. 

Three leads later, you still had next to nothing. You groaned, placing your head on the table, checking your phone for any messages from Anna. Nothing. You tried your best to ignore the feeling forming in your stomach and put the phone down and don’t pick it up again until lunch time. You tried phoning twice at lunch, then tried two more times half an hour after lunch on two fake toilet breaks (you think the team was starting to think you had eaten something dodgy) and still nothing. 

“Anna, hey,” You sigh into the phone yet again for the sixth time in the last hour and a half. “I just want to check in and make sure you’re okay, please let me know, I love you… This is (Y/N) by the way, alright, love you, bye,” You hung up the phone, tapping it against your palm before heading over to Hotch. 

“Everything okay?” He asked when you approached him. 

“It’s probably nothing, but Anna’s not been answering her phone,” You answer. 

“Alright,” Hotch says with a nod, “How about you go pick your kids up from school and check on them and you can check up on Anna as well?”

You nodded, thankful he suggested that, “Thank you,” You said, he gave a small smile as he nodded.

“Of course,” He answered. You walked back to your desk, grabbing your bag and making a beeline to your car. 

You make pickup on time and your kids all smile widely at you when they see you waiting. They’re all in the car, buckled in and you start driving. The phone rings when you’re about five minutes into the forty minute drive, and you answer it, placing it against your ear after quickly glancing at the name.

“Anna? Thank god, are you okay?” Silence. “Anna?”

“That’s her name, huh? She did tell me, but I thought she was lying.” Your blood runs cold.

“Who is this?”

“What?” Your voice is hoarse.

“Not important.” The man’s voice sounds through the phone.

"You're the unsub we've been looking for, aren't you?" You ask quietly, not wanting your children to hear.

"Yes."

"Let me take her place." You say, "Surely that's more satisfying, an FBI agent, hm?"

"I find this so much more gratifying,"

"Please let me take her place."

“Its too late, your wife is currently bleeding out.”

“She’s in the warehouse on third street.” He said. “Better hurry.”

When the line goes dead, you immediately dial Hotch. He picks up after the second ring. “Hotch, I need you to go to this address, Amy’s sending it through to you now, as well as the phone number he used in case Garcia can track it. He took her, I’ve got the kids in the car, I can’t drop them off anywhere. I’m parking round the block, I’m going to need one of you to get them while I go to Anna,”

“(Y/N), no,” Hotch ordered, “You need to stay where you are.”

“Hotch, I’m not not going to her,” You snap, you don’t have time for this. “I don’t have time for this. Go to the address.” And with that, you hang up and step on the accelerator. Within minutes, you’ve arrived close to the address, you’d go the rest of the way (only a few meters on foot, you didn’t want the children near the unsub, near danger, just in case). You kill the engine. 

“I need you all to listen to me,” You turned, facing your children, a serious look on your face. “I need you all to stay in the car, alright? The team is on their way, I want you all to hide in the back, do not move until one of the team is here - the ones you know, alright? Derek, Hotch, JJ, Penelope, Spencer, Rossi, Emily, okay? Do you understand me?”

Amy sniffed, nodding, “We understand,”

“Okay, take the keys, lock yourselves in,” You said, swallowing as you hand Amy the key, “Take care of each other, stay quiet, and I love you, alright?” When they nod, you give them one more reassuring smile before getting out of the car, shutting the door behind you, not leaving until you hear the reassuring click of the locks. 

Grabbing your gun, you began to jog towards the warehouse. You made sure to watch your step as you weaved in and out of the shelves. Eventually, you hit an opening where the stairs stopped. About ten feet of space was left in the room. About two feet ahead of you lay a body. A figure, motionless on the floor.

Your blood ran cold, no no no, please don't be her. Anyone but her, god, please. You come to a standstill when you reach the body, falling to your knees, pulling her frame close to yours. Her body limp. Your eyes widened seeing various wounds seeping with blood. You needed to put pressure on the wound - wounds. You shrugged your jacket off, balling it up and pressed it against the wounds tightly. Your heart dropped when she didn’t seem to notice.

"Baby?" You asked softly, "Baby please," When her eyes fluttered open, you forced yourself to smile - wiping away your tears that fell onto her pale cheeks. “Hey, there’s those eyes,” You whispered with a smile.

“(Y/N)?” Anna mumbled, looking up at you. Her face was red, neck had a deep bruise along it. You felt anger surge in the bottom of your stomach as you made out the unsub’s handprint. You flicked your eyes back up to Anna’s. 

“Yeah baby, it’s me,”

“It hurts,” She whimpered quietly.

“I know, I know it does baby,” You whisper, planting a soft kiss on her head. “I know, but medics are on their way, you just need to hold on, okay?” Anna let out a hum as she nodded. 

Anna cried out in pain as she shifted, “I know, I know, I’ve got you,” You mumbled, her arms reached for your hand squeezing it desperately. “I’ve got you,”

“You’ve ‘lways got me,” Anna hummed. 

“Yeah, baby, I’ve always got you,” You mutter, “I’ve always got you, I’ll never let you go, you hear me? Never.”

Your head shot up to look at Morgan and Hotch as they run in, “How far out are they?”

“Six minutes,” Hotch answered grimly. She wouldn’t make it that long. You took a breath, looking back down at Anna.

“Anna? Darling, I need you to hold on for six more minutes,” You whispered. 

“I can’t,” She replied softly, eyes already beginning to flutter shut again. “‘M so tired,”

“I know,” You replied, “But you can sleep when you get to the hospital after they’ve fixed you up, you just need to hang on until then, okay?”

“Hmm,” Anna gave a small hum.

“Anna? Anna, I need you to open your eyes for me, baby?” You said softly, gently shaking her shoulder, “Come on Anna, please. Six more minutes, just six more minutes baby, okay?”

“Dad?” Your head snapped up, Amy, your eldest daughter. Not yet even fifteen, clutching her eight year old brother’s hand in her left and her six year old sister’s in the right, Jake, barely twelve years old, also holding Maisie’s hand.

“Dad, what happened?” Jake spoke next. Your mouth was dry. What were you supposed to say?

“Daddy, is mummy okay?” Maisie’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts.

“Get them out of here,” You mumbled, head snapping to Hotch and Morgan, “Get them out of here, now!” The pair had already begun to guide them all out of the room, your children protesting loudly. You dropped your head to your chest, a tear falling before you sniffed and blinked, focusing back on your wife. “Anna? Can you hear me? I need you to last a few minutes. Just a few more-” You reach a hand up, gently stroking her face, “Please baby, I can’t do this without you.”

Anna’s eyes flickered open and she smiled softly at you, reaching a hand up, she stroked the skin underneath your eye, “You’ve got such pretty eyes,” She muttered, voice pained, “Love you,” Your eyes widened when the hand on your cheek went limp, falling to her chest. 

“Sir? Sir, I need you to move,” Your head snapped up. Paramedics. You nodded, scrambling up.

“Er, female, thirty five, multiple wounds, um- she-”

“It’s okay, your colleagues filled us in.” One of the paramedics said, before turning to Anna.

“Save her. Please.”

“We’ll do everything we can.” 

“Please.” You say once more. “I can’t do this without her.”

A hand gently rests on your shoulder, “Let’s give them some space to work.” Hotch. You nod, letting him guide you out of the room, into the one next door. He knew you wouldn’t be able to be level headed with your children for a moment. “Just let it all out, whatever you need to do, do it.” He said, “I’ll be outside.” He knew not to leave you alone right now, but wanted to give you the space you needed. 

When he’s gone you collapse onto the floor, now that you were alone, your strength had immediately left you. You just sit there, for a minute. You could still feel the warmth of her hand, her blood soaked your hands and your clothes. How were you supposed to talk to your kids like this? You wipe the blood off your hands, onto your shirt.  

When you emerge from the room, Hotch looks at you softly, “I’ll drive you to the hospital,”

You don’t argue, simply nodding and whispering a thank you as you begin to follow him out of the building. “Can I borrow your jacket?” You ask hesitantly, “I don’t want the kids to see-” You motion to the blood on your shirt. Hotch nods and immediately shrugs it off, handing it to you with a small smile. You quickly throw it on and zip it up, you needed to see your kids. They’re all sat in the back of a separate ambulance, all huddled together with a blanket wrapped around them all. Guilt pangs at your chest. You should be there, comforting them. 

JJ leaves their side, leaving them in the protection of Morgan and heads over to you and Hotch. You give a weak smile as she approaches you. “JJ, can- can you and Garcia watch them?” You say, running a hand over your face. “I’ll talk to them, but then I need to- I need to go to the hospital,”

“Hey,” JJ says softly, placing a hand on your arm, “Of course we’ll watch them.” She turns her gaze to Hotch, “Keep us updated.” Hotch gives her a nod.

You take a deep breath before heading over to your children, the two younger ones are crying and you can tell Amy and Jake are trying to keep it together for their younger siblings. Morgan leaves you, knowing that this is a private family moment, but he places a comforting hand on your shoulder as he passes you. “How is she?”

“We don’t know,” You answer honestly, “I’m heading to the hospital, you’re going to go with Aunty Penny and Aunty JJ, they’re going to look after you. But I’ll make sure you all know what’s going on, okay?”

“We’re not going with them-”

“We need to go with you-”

“I want mummy-”

“Where’s mummy-”

You take a sharp breath, “Hey, I know you want her, and you want to go,” You say softly, “But I don’t know how long it’s going to be before we know anything and you can’t all stay there,”

“It’s alright, dad,” Amy says, voice filled with anxiety, “We’ll go with Aunty Penny and Aunty JJ,”

“Thank you,” You reply, placing a kiss on each of their heads. “Uncle Aaron’s driving me to the hospital, I’ll call soon, okay?” When they nod, you turn to JJ who comes up to your children with a reassuring smile, ushering them all into your car. Handing her the keys, you give her a small thank you before you head over to Hotch. 

The receptionist motions for you to wait in the waiting room, you’re not happy about it, but there’s not exactly anything you can do, so you take a seat whilst Hotch thanks her for her time and joins you. You’re a mess, leg constantly bouncing, biting at your nails, picking at your skin, anything you could do to try and manage your anxiety, you were doing. Hotch didn’t say anything, he simply let you cope however you needed to. 

When the doctor arrives, half an hour later, you feel your stomach swirl. This was too soon, surely they’d take longer to do the surgery? He motions for you both to follow him, he leads you into a separate room, asking you to take a seat. You refuse with the shake of your head. No. You needed to stand, you couldn’t sit still right now. You watch as the doctor takes a deep breath.

“I’m sorry for your loss.” You can’t give yourself time to grieve. Not now.

You look up at the doctor, “And the baby?” The look he gives you feels suffocating, throat tightening. You felt like you couldn’t breathe. “Can I see her? Please.” He looks hesitant, but nods nonetheless. 

“Before you do, we tried to save the baby, we performed an emergency c-section…” The doctor trails off, unsure how to continue.

“Am I able to see her too?” 

“Of course.” Hotch gives you an encouraging nod, telling you he’d be right outside if you needed anything, you gave a small nod of thanks and then walked into the room.

Anna’s pale, laid neatly on the table. They’ve covered her, but the doctor pulls down the cloth so you can see her face and neck - stopping at her chest, and resting on her chest is your baby girl, laid softly. She looks peaceful, almost like she’s sleeping. The doctor turns to leave. 

“Can I-” You pause for a moment, “Am I able to hold her?”

The doctor gives you a sympathetic smile and nods, explaining you’d need to wear an apron, mask, and gloves and you fumble these on as quickly as you can. You gather your baby, placing her on your chest as you sit down on a close by chair, supporting her head as you do. You move the cloth ever so slightly to reveal Anna’s hand, clutching it in yours, pulling a stool next to you - knowing that you would not be ready to leave her for a while. 

“I am so sorry, baby,” Are the first words out of your mouth. “I tried to get there as soon as possible, I swear, I tried so fucking hard.” You press on, ignoring how it wavers. You needed to say this. She needs to know. 

“The kids were in the car, I- I got to you as soon as I could, I tried to stop the bleeding, I tried everything- And I’m so so sorry you didn’t get to see the outside world, little one,” You say, rubbing your thumb in soothing circles over your baby’s back. “I’m so sorry, you would have been a force to be reckoned with and I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough to save you.”

You turned your gaze to the baby on your chest. “I know I wanted to name her Chloe, but you’re right, Charlotte is so much better.” You half expect Anna to laugh, pointing at you with a smirk exclaiming how she knew it, that she was right. “I think Charlotte is a beautiful name and suits her wonderfully. And I think she would have accomplished the most amazing things if she was given the chance.” 

You sat in silence for a moment. “So much for saving others, huh?” You laugh bitterly, “I help save all these people but I couldn’t even save you.” 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough.” You don’t know how long it’s been, but it must have been a while. 

“I have no idea what to tell the kids,” You mumble, “How do I tell them this? How can I even begin to explain what happened? What you went through? When I got the call I begged him to let you go, begging him to let me take your place. And they saw, they snuck past JJ and they saw you. I don’t know how much they saw, but they saw you and I’m so sorry, I can’t begin to tell you how sorry I am, I tried so hard but fell short - yet again.” 

More time passes before the door opens. “(Y/N)?” You turn to the voice.

“Would have thought you’d have gone home by now,” You comment quietly. Hotch shakes his head. 

“Garcia phoned, they’re asking for you.”

“How- What do I even tell them? How do I even tell them?”

“I don’t know.” 

You stand up, hesitant. You didn’t want to go. But you knew your other children needed you, Charlotte had her mother protecting her, she would be okay. You place her back on her mother’s chest. She’s clean, they both are. And so, you press a delicate kiss on each of their foreheads.

“Goodbye for now, I love you both so so much, and I am so so sorry.”

As you’re walking to the door, you’re trying desperately to stem the tears but you can’t find it in you to care too much. You rip the gloves, mask, and apron off and dump them in the nearest PPE bin before turning to Hotch. Hotch also insists on driving you back to your house, it only made sense considering you didn’t have your car with you.

You unlock the door, letting Hotch go in first. You’re procrastinating, he knows it and you know it. But he doesn’t say anything. You walk into the living room and JJ and Garcia leave with Hotch, making their way into the kitchen, probably to make some tea for the adults and some chocolate milk for the children. 

You kneel down in front of them, taking a deep breath. “Mummy was really really hurt,” You began, ignoring how your voice breaks. Amy sniffs, already knowing where this was going. “And the doctors and nurses did everything they could, but she didn’t make it.”

“She’s not coming back?” Ethan asks softly.

You shake your head, “No, sweetheart, she’s not,”

“And Charlotte?” Amy asks, she always was one to take her mother’s side when it came to picking her siblings’ names. You turned your head towards her, she’s crying, they all are. You gently shake your head. Their crying turns louder until they’re sobbing.

“I know, I know,” You mumbled, gathering them all into your arms, “I know, I’ve got you,” You don’t let yourself cry yet. Not yet. You could grieve when you knew your children were okay. You had to make sure they were okay. One by one, the younger children start to drift to sleep, Maisie first, then Ethan, and then Jake. You turn to Amy, still sobbing gently into your shoulder, “I know,” You mumble, “I know,”

She sobs for a moment later before sitting up, facing you, she doesn’t bother to wipe the tears from her cheeks. “Dad?” 

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“It’s not your fault.” Her voice is strong, “This isn’t your fault.” You blink back the tears, taking in a deep breath. 

“Thank you,” Your voice isn’t as strong and you pull her into her arms. 

“We’ll manage,” She whispers, “It’ll be hard, but we’ll manage.”

Soon enough, Amy’s asleep too. You shift carefully, moving them one by one and soon, they’re all laid comfortably on the couch and you stand, making your way slowly to the kitchen. You needed something to drink, you were hungry but you don’t think you can manage anything to eat just yet. So you settle for orange juice. 

You furrowed your eyebrows, seeing Hotch sat at the counter, reading something on his phone. “You should go home.” You mumble, walking past him and to the fridge. 

“JJ and Garcia made tea but it’s probably cold by now,” He said softly, “They also made chocolate milk for the kids, I put it in the fridge when they left - they said sorry for leaving but Will was swamped with the kids and Garcia needed to feed Sergio.”

You give an awkward smile, “Thanks, for everything,” You say, turning to the fridge. Your breath leaves you for a moment when you see a note on the fridge from Anna:

‘Don’t forget lunch again, you doofus! Xx’ 

You knew you’d cry eventually, that it would catch up with you and when it did, it wouldn’t be pretty. But you really didn’t think you’d be on your kitchen floor, sobbing, with Hotch trying to comfort you. Definitely not how you were expecting it to happen. “I miss them, I already miss them so fucking much,” You mumble, “How am I supposed to cope? It hurts, Hotch, it physically fucking hurts,”

“I know,” Hotch mumbled, “I’m here, shh, I’m here,”