#Yes I am making everything about Abigail Pent

[katakaluptastrophy]

Abigail Pent literally brought her husband, and look where that got her!

Oh, I can't be normal about this...

Ianthe is saying all of the quiet parts out loud about cavaliership in the Nine Houses:

She says "the cavalier’s job is to die for the necromancer" (Palamedes tries to gloss this to "protect the necromancer", but concedes that "if this entails their own death, then they're expected to accept that"). She talks about Naberius as a commodity, procured at birth, raised for a purpose, modifiable and disposable at will.

She wants to make it clear that she was terribly clever and has no regrets. Which is obviously why she's been thinking about two people she deems "dull and stupid" to the extent that they're her main touchpoint for explaining her position and that she name checks both of them, separately, during her responses... (poor Magnus).

Because the Fifth represent the opposite of how things turned out for the Third: an incidental cavaliership to a relationship of two equals who chose each other (against social currents, quite possibly on several counts). Ianthe made a choice at Canaan House. And Abigail made choices eleven and five years before that. And Ianthe has been thinking about those choices.

So Abigail Pent brought her husband on a research jolly to the First instead of bringing a slave to the killing fields (to paraphrase Harrow). And where did that get her?

Well, The Unwanted Guest rather confirms Abigail's heretical speculations about the River: it is not the end, but a purgatorial passing point through which one can travel lightly to the further shore, or sink down to the horrors at the bottom. Abigail may not have gained ultimate power and posters of her face, but she did end HTN going off to cross the River to what, in the implied cosmology of TLT, sounds rather like heaven.

And as for Ianthe? Jod's "indelible sin" may not be the most reliable account of Lyctoral River theology, but Lyctors do not seem to travel lightly in the River...and the Stoma did try to grab Ianthe back in HTN. The newly created Paul offers Ianthe - and Naberius - a second chance and she rejects it.

And now the Death of God has been released, Ianthe has bet on God, God is having a mid-dismyriad crisis, and the girl Abigail Pent risked a second and total death to help knows the truth and is off to harrow hell.

Ianthe Naberius used her cavalier for the rotten true purpose of cavaliers, and look where that got her.

[ilovefandoms102]

Enough is Enough

Pairing: JJ x Plus Size Reader

Summary: You and JJ are starting to constantly be harassed by the Kooks about your relationship. What happens when it becomes too much for you to handle?

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Note: This is for the anon that requested this summary, I tried to combine the ending so I hope that’s ok! I hope I made you proud! And as always I hope you guys enjoy and let me know what you think!

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JJ and I have been best friends since we were in diapers. Our parents big on the drug market in The Cut. We had similar home lives in that as well, except my parents just mentally abuse me. I had always been ‘bigger’ than everyone else we grew up with. JJ and the others accepting and never having a problem with my size, but my parents were never ending on how I needed to change. There was nothing more than I hated then having to go home....

The endless comments about how I’m ‘too fat’, ‘need to go on a diet’, ‘have you tried exercising’, ‘how do you have friends’, ‘you will never be loved because you are fat.......It wasn’t just them I got these kind of comments from however, the Kooks were also ruthless when it came to body shaming....

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I had started developing feelings for JJ about a year ago, he had started sending me mixed signals that just confused me to no end. For example, he would only want to sit beside me anytime we went anywhere, sometimes he would hold my hand, and he had become a lot more touchy. Which I didn’t mind at first, I thought nothing of it. It wasn’t until at a kegger when JJ got piss drunk and I had to take him back to the chateau since I was the only one capable of driving that things had changed between us....

“You know, you’re really pretty.” JJ slurred, his hat tipped way down over his eyes.

“Who, your hat because I’m sure that’s all you can see right now J.” I laughed, tipping it back up for him. 

“No silly, I’m talking about you! I think, I think I might be falling in love with you.” he hiccuped.

“What the fuck JJ?!” I yelled, looking at my very intoxicated friend.

“Well...I am. Fuck, you’re so beautiful, my favorite part of the day is seeing you. Do-do you think you’re falling in love with me too y/n?” he asked, trying to sit up in the car seat.

“I don’t even know how to respond to that JJ.” I groaned, pulling into the chateau.

“Just say yes or no what do you mean?” he slurred, giving me a ‘duh’ look.

I helped him out, he was a lot heavier than he looked. I kind of threw him on the couch because it was enough getting him up the stairs of the porch. He whined when his face hit the cushions, rolling over to face me. He grinned widely, sitting up not so sturdily. 

“Are you going to answer me baby?” he asked, playing with a strand of my hair.

“You’re hammered J, you won’t remember any of this in the morning. Go to sleep.” I mumbled, getting up to take his bed for the night.

“Nooo, come back I need to know! Babyyyyyy.” he whined, seconds later he was snoring.

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 I woke up encased in warmth, I threw my hand out to take the blankets off when I came in to contact with something hard. I turned to see JJ beside me, his strong arms caging me against him. I didn’t even know he had came in here last night....Does he even remember doing it?

“Ow,” JJ groaned.

“JJ, what are you doing in here?” I asked, turning in his hold. 

“Sleeping,” he grumbled, nuzzling his head further into me.

“I’m positive I left you on the couch last night.” I said, brushing some hair out of his eyes.

“I wanted a cuddle buddy,” he pouted, his eyes still closed. 

“Do you remember last night?” I asked hesitantly.

“Bits and pieces, but I do know what I said to you.” he said, cracking his eyes open. My breath hitched in my throat, preparing myself for the worst.

“It’s ok J, we all say things we don’t mean when we’re drunk.” I chuckled, trying to play it off.

“Well I meant what I said, and I know you feel the same way.” he said, blue eyes staring deep into mine.

“Full of yourself much Maybank?” I scoffed, pushing him playfully. 

“I know you like the back of my hand sweetheart, which  I was surprised you never said anything. I think I’ve made it pretty clear that I’m into you.” he said, his eyes searching mine for any tell of what I might be thinking. 

“JJ, look at me....do you know what people would say? I can’t let you go through that.” I whispered, hiding my face in his chest.

“There’s nothing wrong with you. I don’t give a flying fuck what people have to say about us. I-I love you, and I will do whatever I have to. I want to be with you.” he said, pulling my head back to look in my eyes.

“I love you J,” I whispered, tears gathering in my eyes. 

He kissed me hard, our teeth clashing together at the force. All of our pent up emotions and feelings for each other poured out into the kiss. Teeth and tongues moving sloppily, but it was beautiful. Never in a million years did I think JJ would ever feel the way I felt. I never thought any guy would give me the time of day, but all this time.....it was JJ.

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It’s been about 6 months since JJ and I became official....

I was over the moon with him, never have I felt happier then when I was with him.

That was until the Kooks found out..more specifically, Rafe and his posse. It was hard enough with them harassing us because we are Pogues, but now they go out of their way to get at JJ and I. JJ of course flew off the handle anytime they mentioned my name, and I was tired of having to clean him up. I didn’t like seeing the marks on his face...I had seen enough of them come from his dad. I couldn’t help but feel like it was all my fault.... 

What drew the line for me was a day Pope, JJ, and I were making some deliveries to Figure Eight. Of course we were minding our own business when Rafe, Kelce, and Topper spotted us walking by the golf course. 

“Well, well look who we have here Top!” Rafe yelled, all of us freezing in our spot. I did not want to do this today.

“Guys come on, let’s just do these deliveries and go home.” I sighed, trying to pull on JJ’s bicep.

“You might run out of business if you keep having fatty here make runs with you Pope, she probably eats everything before it gets to the door.” Rafe smirked, eyeing JJ. 

“You watch your fucking mouth Rafe,” JJ growled.

“JJ please, they aren’t worth it.” I whispered, tugging on him again. 

“Hush piggy.” Topper said, shoving you to the side. 

No clue where it came from, but I had enough with them bullying us. I swerved my fist back and punched Topper straight in the nose, a sickening crunch sound followed by a shout came from Topper. Everything happened so fast after that... Topper grabbed me, pulling me off to the side. JJ and Pope were busy fighting off Rafe and Kelce.

“You will NEVER be good enough for him to love you y/n. You know that right?” Topper taunted, holding his bloody nose. 

“He does love me Topper!” I shouted, frustrated tears rolling down my face.

“Who could ever love someone like you? Look at you! You’re disgusting, ugly, and fat” he laughed.

“Shut the fuck up Topper!” I screamed.

I heard a scream, my eyes tearing from Topper to see Rafe beating JJ with his golf club. I cried out in horror, going to JJ’s aid. I was held back by Topper, his sinister chuckle sending chills through me. JJ tried to fight back, reaching for the golf club to stop its attack. Blood covered his beautiful face, splattering Rafe’s shirt. Sobs wracked my body, it became harder to breathe every moment I had to endure.

“JJ!” I yelled, tearing myself from Topper’s hold. I ran at Rafe, my only thoughts were keeping JJ and Pope safe.

“No!” Pope yelled as I ran towards Rafe.

I jumped on Rafe’s back, wrapping my legs around him so I could grab the golf club. It provided enough distraction for JJ to jump up, grabbing the golf club from Rafe and tossing it. Topper threw me off of Rafe, my face hitting the gravel below. The Kooks had enough since they ran off from us, leaving all of us beaten and bloody. I looked at JJ who was starting to sway, I got to him just in time before he hit the gound.

“JJ!” I yelled, and he was unresponsive....

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I sat in the ER room with JJ, machines and tubes running every which way. Silent tears still rolled down my face, the reality of everything overwhelming my brain....I couldn’t let JJ keep getting hurt for me. He has enough to deal with at home, I can’t bare bringing him anymore hurt. It was too much, my heart shattered to pieces. I knew I had to end things before they got worse, no one else was getting hurt for me...

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I was huddled up in my room a few days later, not having spoken to JJ, or any of the Pogues. I had hundreds of missed calls, texts, and FaceTime’s. This way, no one could get hurt. This way would be better for them. 

That’s what I kept telling myself at least....

There was a loud banging on my front door, I looked out the window and saw JJ. I froze, his solemn blue eyes made my heart clench. I opened the door slowly, met with my teary eyed boyfriend. His eyes were so red, it looked like he hadn’t slept in weeks. His slight stubble adding to his tired appearance.

“Why the fuck haven’t you been answering your damn phone!” he bellowed, veins popping out of his neck.

“I want to break up.” I blurted. His face dropped, fresh tears coming to his eyes.

“What?” he asked, his voice croaking. 

“I-I don’t want to do this anymore JJ.” I said, trying to sound convincing. 

“What has happened in the past three days that you decided you don’t want to be with me anymore? Do...Do you not love me anymore?” he whispered, the sheer pain in his voice made me want to forget my plan.

“No,” I croaked, trying to keep my tears at bay. I breathed in, clutching tight on the door.

“You’re lying.” he growled, seeing right through me.

“Dammit JJ! I can’t do this! I can’t watch you and the others get hurt for me anymore! Rafe almost fucking killed you because I’m fat!” I screamed.

“Don’t you fucking say that again! You are not fat! You are beautiful just the way you are, who the fuck cares about the Kooks? They harass us anyways, it wouldn’t matter!” he yelled back, tears rolling down both our faces at this point. 

“Either way, this is done JJ. Goodbye.” I said, slamming the door in his face.

“Baby please! Open the door! I love you, please don’t leave me! Y/N!” he cried, fists pounding on the door.

 I could hear his sobs through the wood, my heart breaking as I cried with him...

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Almost a week had gone by...

I haven’t ate, slept, just stared at my wall and let the tears roll. I felt like shit....literal shit. I hated myself for looking the way I did...not only did it cost my happiness with JJ, but it put the Pogues in danger. I wished more than anything that I could look like Kie, or Sarah. A skinny, beautiful girl. Someone people are excited to see, someone who can wear no makeup and look flawless, someone who didn’t have to try....

“Kie is here piggy,” my mother slurred, stumbling back to the living room.

“Hey” she whispered, taking in my tear soaked features.

“Hi Kie,” I croaked, my bottom lip trembling.

She came to me, sitting beside me as she wrapped her arms around me. I cried in her arms, what I’m sure JJ had done as well.

“I’ve missed you,” she said, brushing my tears away.

“You don’t have to say that because you feel sorry for me Kie.” I chuckled.

“When are you going to understand that we love YOU. You are the glue of our group, you light up everyone’s day. You’re kind, funny, beautiful, and just an all around amazing friend.” she said, holding my hands tightly. 

“Kie...I’m-” I started.

“You are not fat, I don’t want to hear that word out of your mouth. JJ has been a mess this whole week, what is going on?” she asked, so I explained everything to her.

“I can’t let him get hurt for me when he has enough of hurt from his dad Kiara.” I muttered, looking into her brown orbs. 

“You all need each other y/n. You’re each other’s soulmates, I truly believe that. JJ can take care of himself just like the rest of us can. We would do anything for you, you’re our family.” she said, pulling me into a hug.

“I love you all so much Kie, I can’t let them keep hurting you all.” I sobbed.

“You let us deal with that, now, I think you should talk to JJ.” Kie sighed.

“I-...I can’t Kie. There’s no way he’d take me back. He-he doesn’t understand...” I mumbled, picking at my fingers.

“Alright, I’ll talk to him. Then we can go from there yeah?” she asked, raising her brow. I nodded, hugging her again before she took off.

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It wasn’t even an hour later before knocking at my door was heard again. I looked to see my mom passed out on the couch, a bottle of liquor in her hand. I ran to the door, peaking out to see JJ. He looked just as bad if not worse than me.

“Hi,” he whispered, looking me up and down.

“JJ,” I croaked.

We both collapsed into each other, crying into the other’s shoulder. I clutched onto JJ tight, afraid that if I let go I’d lose him again. We both mumbled apologies to each other. His huge, ringed hand encased my head to his chest, his lips kissing wherever they could reach on my face.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you JJ, I-I just didn’t want you or anyone else to get hurt because of me.” I sobbed, pulling back to look at his handsome face. 

“I’m sorry to baby, for not understanding your reasons and just blowing up like that.” he sniffed,  his hands gripping my face to kiss my cheeks before placing a tender kiss on my lips.

“I don’t want you to get hurt like that again J,” I whispered, holding his wrists.

“I don’t want to hear you talk bad about yourself anymore. I love you just the way you are...You’re perfect to me. Deal?” he smiled, kissing my nose. I giggled, throwing myself forward to kiss his lips again. 

“Deal, I love you JJ Maybank.” I said, my voice cracking.

“I love you more,” he said softly, leaning his forehead on mine.

[nightklok]

Why hello it's time for me to be a nuisance and post my detailed Picklegail manifesto after a year of keeping this hidden underground, now it will be raised upground as part of my revenge plan-Under the cut is how I would've wanted their relationship to progress throughout the series-I converted a twitter thread i had into something readable so apologies if some things still don't make sense sdflkj

I like the challenge of trying to keep key elements of the show the same so Abigail won't be introduced until season 4 because I am like this. However, she would be mentioned in passing throughout the series by Pickles. The scene where Nathan mentions wanting to be a regular jackoff in Dethdoubles would probably have a few more lines by Pickles about 'settling down with that nice person you still think about' though the rest of the guys would think it's weird to think that. This would officially start in Snakes N' Barrels Part 2, the scene where Pickles began describing LA.

"Oh yeah, here's where I hosted my first concert in this small club. Got to meet a lot of fans and stuff. Especially this one girl, shit, wonder where she's at now."

This would also kinda explain why Pickles never even seemed to show interest in finding romantic partners throughout the series; almost everyone had an episode where they had a crush on someone even if it never went anywhere in the end. Pickles just never bothered dating because he knew that finding someone genuine as a celebrity was tough and he knew he wouldn't be connected as well as he did with that girl he met back in the 80s. There might also be a scene in Rehabklok where the doctors mention 'letting go of the past', which could also mean both letting go of his trauma from his family and letting go of the idea that he will get the relationship he really missed.

Season 4 comes around and now they all meet. Nathan notices how Pickles looked at Abigail like you would with trying to figure out if you recognize someone.

Nathan: "oh hey was she the chick you went out with back in the 80s?" Pickles: "Ehhh I dunno she is familiar though"

Will it get addressed by the characters? Probably not. Will it instead be painfully dragged out long because the readers will know? Yes, as per the MTL way :D

The two do eventually get some alone time. Abigail interacts with Nathan, Skwisgaar, and him one on one since they're the brains of the band and she wants to get through to them to help get progress on the album. Pickles and Abigail would get more one-on-one time; he especially becomes her translator when it comes to trying to understand what the boys are talking about when brainstorming.

They end up warming up to each other, making jokes, and probably the first time they really did comfy with each other was when Abigail asked Pickles to read the sheet music and he says seriously “I can’t read music”. she laughs thinking it’s a joke (he’s really not)

Abigail: “You know, I met someone back in the 80s who wanted to be a musician but didn’t know how to read music.”

Pickles: “Really? That’s crazy haha wonder if I met em too”

(this is in fact to piss readers off. There will be more dialogue to describe how oblivious the two really are.)

In the background of this, Nathan would be trying to impress Abigail. Her mistake would be beating around the bush instead of telling him upfront, causing very minor miscommunication.

But overall, the progress in the album is coming faster than ever thanks to Abigail's efforts. Though once again Nathan gets the dreams telling him the album isn't ready.

Pickles and Abigail pull an all-nighter to finish one of the last tracks. They get to talking a lot more about their personal lives, finding themselves having quite a bit in common. Abigail mentions meeting a singer back in the 80s who had inspired her to take up music production. After all, it would've been very hard for her to go to college at the time but the man had his own secrets too (being LGBT+ in the 80s) and he somehow managed to be successful. They don't kiss despite the tension but they do fall asleep on the couch together. Nathan sneaks into the recording studio while they're asleep and assumes they're dating which made him quickly back off on trying to flirt with Abigail. It would also make Nathan feel guilty as he realizes that Pickles is still mad at him if he won't tell him about his relationship. However, he wasn't there for that.

He catches the glow of the monitor and sees the album is almost finished. It isn't ready. He quietly attempts to delete it but the light of the monitor changing for him to delete the files slowly wakes Pickles up. He is groggy but then he realizes what's going on and attempts to stop Nathan but once again he's too late.

Abigail wakes up and quickly snaps out of her grogginess when Pickles explains frantically what happened. They both yell at Nathan for destroying their months of progress but Nathan only says, “it’s not ready. We need a better album. Trust me.” But since he doesn’t give a thorough explanation it’s hard to trust him.

Now is Going Downklok. They are in the submarine, Nathan is trying to fix things between him and Pickles but Pickles won’t have it. So he decides instead to let Abigail and him have as much free time as possible.

Nathan just talks about how great Pickles is to Abigail, accidentally dropping hints that she may have known him as the guy from before. And he does the same to pickles though he doesn’t talk to him much anymore and ignores him.

Pickles and Abigail are once again alone at the recording studio, both ranting their frustrations over working with the album once again. Eventually, it carried over to their own personal lives. And finally, they have the braincells to realize that maybe they did meet so many years ago. The room is so stuffy it feels like a sauna and only adds to the growing tension between. It only increased when they tried to leave the studio to remain as professional as possible but one of them instead locks the door. They both end up making out and eventually having sex in the recording studio.

Years of pent-up frustration, loneliness, and overall everything that had led up to the moment washed over. They decide to keep a secret relationship afterward because even though they did find each other, much like in the past, they found each other at the wrong time.

The dinner scene comes up. The two sit feet apart just to make sure no one would be suspicious. Nathan is at his height of frustration because he knows he had to delete the album but everyone is mad at him. He gets a little too drunk, and like the friend he is, outs their Relationship like a drunken wedding speech. Pickles quickly refutes that, instead he screamed at him over broken trust, deleting the second album that Charles had made sure the public wasn't aware and finally decided to quit the band. The news spreads like wildfire.

Abigail is quickly put to blame however it lasted very short since there became other conspiracies surrounding it. Nathan did say quite a lot after all to the point where it’s clear Abigail wasn’t part of the equation. But of course, some people blame her still and she decides to lay low. Pickles has to deal with his own consequences too so he decides to stay at her parents’ place with her as they wait for the news to blow over. While he’s happy to finally be with her, he does miss music terribly. Specifically, he misses playing with Dethklok.

She reminds him he can always talk to Nathan to sort things out but he knows Nathan isn't the type to apologize. The day of the concert comes, things happen as expected in the show. He doesn’t come home because they are in the submarine and he has to explain everything to her through a phone call where he’s beginning to break down, saying he has a terrible feeling that things will never be the same. She tries to calm him down but given how Selacia’s appearance is all over the news, she has the same feeling. They reunite briefly before the funeral.

I haven’t decided on the official ending so here’s ending one:

Toki offers to give up his seat so Pickles can sit next to her. He accepts as he doesn’t want to sit anywhere near Nathan. Magnus seems bothered but doesn’t say anything. There would be a funny scene of them just recreating 'Hello Magnus' 'Hello Pickles' once again.

But Magnus' tension quickly dies down when he hears them whisper to each other. He sees them hold hands discreetly and relaxes.

Magnus: "So I see the rumors are true between you two?"

Pickles: "I-yeah. What are you gonna fuckin' do about it?"

Magnus: "Nah, nothing. Just happy for you, is all."

Magnus does gain Pickles' trust enough to let his guard down by just sharing small talk. When the service begins, MMA texts Magnus over why Toki is sitting so far and how the plan is ruined. Magnus is hesitant to respond for a few moments (regret over what's to come, perhaps?) but he goes through and texts back that there is a change of plans but this plan would be better.

Well, couples would do anything to make sure the other is safe in such extreme circumstances.This plan could be much better, after all.

Ending two: pretty much exactly as canon. Pickles probably a lot more emotional- The end :D

[plussizeappreciationfics]

OS: Dangerous meddling

Requested?    Yes  l   No

By: //

Pairing: John Boyega  x African/Black plus sized reader

Summary: Some dangerous meddling results in John’s life being on the line

Warning(s): language, crying

Word count: 2,607

Picture(s) found on: Pinterest/Google

“I just find it weird that your ex knows where we were yesterday while celebrating our one year anniversary, [Y/N]!” John loudly expressed before rolling his eyes when you shrugged your shoulders in frustration again. “I don’t know either, I haven’t talked to Joe in three years!”.

Your boyfriend let out a low hum and just shook his head, looking at you sitting on his couch.What was supposed to be your amazing anniversary dinner had turned into your ex popping up with an engagement ring and almost fighting John to “prove his love to you”. The three of you got kicked out of the fancy restaurant and John couldn’t even look at you the rest of the evening.

You ended up sleeping in the guest bedroom but not being able to close your eyes for a split second as this was the second time your ex had somehow found out where you lived and where exactly you were out and about with John. And the weirdest thing was that he appeared always after you’d visit your maybe soon-to-be mother in law as she’d try to make you break up with John.

 He had explained many times that he preferred letting his mother know about his relationships once they turned serious because she had the tendency to become very overprotective and find a reason to dislike any female he brought home to her. Having gotten the heads up was nice because once you met John’s mother, she immediately went for the kill and voiced how she hated the way you dressed, spoke and just literally existed in this world. His father had to actually pull his wife to the side and remind her that she was doing way too much for having met you just a minute ago.

You tried your hardest to get her to like you because you loved your own family and wanted to start one with John once he’d put a ring on your finger. You had no idea what you had done wrong but ever since he had introduced you to his mother three weeks ago, your life had turned into a dramatic soap opera.

The fact that she hated you for no real reason slowly began to get to your head and you were currently at a state where you avoided visiting her and John having to beg you to join him as he wanted to make peace in between the two most important women in his life.

“Babe...Please believe me. I’m just so done with this shit. We were supposed to celebrate our love and discuss or future together but instead it all ended up in a shit show” you begged and let out a tired sigh. You hated feeling so distant from your lover as you wanted nothing more for him to hug you, kiss you and take you to his bed and makeup for the time you had lost the day before.

“I believe you, my Queen...I’m just afraid that you’ll leave me for Joe. I was projecting and I wholeheartedly apologize for that” and with that you quickly stood up and rushed over to your boyfriend who already was grinning at you, nothing but pure love and joy sparkling in his eyes as he wrapped his arms around your thick waist and slowly inhaled your delicate scent. This was one of the many reasons why you loved John so much, the two of you never raised your voices at one another. Always talked every issue through like adults and knew when to put your pride and ego aside and just know that you had messed up wanted to do better next time.

The world stopped for a moment as you felt safe and at home again in his arms. Your heart fluttered in your chest as your stomach churned in delight, your body mind and soul loving every sensation you felt when being so close to the man who had your whole heart. You hated arguing with him but making up was the best part of it all as you always grew closer as a couple and evolved individually.

“I love you” John gently whispered while smiling down at you, his gorgeous face making you copy his actions. “ I love you too”. Seconds later, your plump lips met in a tender kiss that soon enough developed into something more needy and heated. Your boyfriend didn’t hesitate to pick you up and slowly walk you out of his living room while his lips continued to leave you breathless and craving for his body moving on top of yours.

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“Mom, why would you do that?!”  John desperately demanded  while his mother was held her back by the shoulders by him, she huffed in anger while glaring daggers at you. You stood frozen on the spot, your newly bought blouse covered in red wine and your eyes staring back into her hatred filled ones. Grace, John’s sister was trying her best to save your blouse with a wet kitchen cloth while apologizing in the name of her mother, the anxiety and nervousness radiating off her like direct sun rays.

“I really don’t know what has gotten into her, [Y/N]. Please forgive her, I know deep down that she likes you but I can’t explain you why she’s acting this way” her words weren’t helping you at all, only increased your mind into thinking of different scenarios to kill her off. You weren’t a violent person but also didn’t let anyone disrespect you like that, especially when you had been nothing but kind and respectful in the first place.

“Your hand slowly balled into a fist and your body began to shake, the pent up emotions of the shit show slowly getting to you. You had spent hours thinking of ways that you somehow had done something bad to Abigail but couldn’t think of something. At the very first encounter, you had bought her some beautiful African Wax Print fabrics that John had highly approved of. He loved that you knew your African roots and ancestry and were able to relate to him in many ways. 

You had thought that the beautiful fabrics would make Abigail see that John had gotten himself a good woman as you had continued to introduce yourself and let her know about your job and family a little bit. But the meeting ended in her rolling her eyes at every word that left your lips and her sending you back home with the fabrics.

“Get this woman out of my house!”  Abigail suddenly yelled, making everyone jump. The rest of John’s siblings were watching the whole scene from a safe distance, away from the kitchen as they all feared their mother when she was angry.

“ What have I done to you?!”  you yelled back. 

John’s eyes popped out in surprise as he could see that you had reached your breaking point. Tears were filling your eyes as you began to huff and not let them cascade down your face. Grace threw the cloth to the side and hugged you tightly as the two of you actually had become close friends. She had been your shoulder to cry on whenever you and John were arguing about their mother. He often tried to excuse her behavior but also couldn’t dismiss your feelings and felt stuck, you felt like he was on his mother’s side that hurt like a bitch.

“I-” you took a deep breath and continued to glare at Abigail, “I have done everything to get you to like me! But you still find a new way to disrespect me EVERY TIME you see me! How can it be that you’re quick to criticize everything I do but can’t even tell me or John why you actually hate me??”, your words left her speechless, the kitchen becoming silent as no one spoke a word.

Your boyfriend slowly let go of his mom and rushed over to you, Grace stepping aside and watching in sadness how the strongest person she knew was breaking down. John’s heart was aching in his chest as he realized that he taken the wrong side. His mother had been nothing but disrespectful and mean to you and he couldn’t say why. Had he asked his mother why she hated your guts?

Yes.

Did he get a proper answer?

Nope. Only more “reasons” to break up with you as you were “nothing but pure evilness”. She always had so much to say before concluding her rants with how much she loved her son and didn’t want him to settle down with the wrong woman.

The only problem was that this behavior was nothing new to the Nigerian actor. Abigail would always let her claws out and try to cut any woman he introduced to her. They either were “money hungry” or “clout chasers” and that was the reason why he waited until he was serious with someone before he’d let them meet his mother.

“I am so sorry, babe”  he apologized in your ear and hugged you tight, frowning when you clung onto his broad shoulders and let out a shaky sigh. You clenched your eyes shut and tried to calm down at his touch, a part of you being very disappointed at yourself as your mother had taught you to never raise your voice at an elder. But fuck it, respect had to be earned, not demanded.

“See how she’s trying to break this family apart?! Leave her, John before she’ll get access to your money and spend it all!” Abigail yelled out and tried to charge towards you but her husband rushed in to stop her from reaching you.

“That’s enough”  he calmly said and turned to you, shaking his head in disappointment. “ Take her home, son. Your mother and I have some things to talk about”  he then turned to you and gave you a sympathetic smile “I’m sorry, [Y/N]”. With that, John pulled away from you and let Grace hug you one last time before she got your purse and gave it to you. The silence continued to fill up the thick tension while you were gently led out of the house, the stress leaving you exhausted. 

~~~

The last sniffles left your mouth as you slowly lowered your body into the bathtub, the warm water immediately relaxing your tensed muscles. You instantly relaxed and closed your eyes, the events of the day replaying in your head. “You okay, babe?” John gently asked from the toilet seat. He was just staring at you with sadness and disappointment clouding his eyes. He felt like he had betrayed you and was silently promising to make it up to you.

The events from earlier on was something he would never forget, it made him realize that not only was he ready to settle down with you, he was ready to marry you and expand your family of two to three and maybe more. He had felt it since meeting you for the first time. The Nigerian actor wanted nothing more but peace and harmony in his life and he was ready to do anything to get it.

“ I’m good”  you mumbled, your eyes still closed, your brain tuning out the rest of the world and him included. He nodded his head before standing up and giving you some space. He knew that that’s what you needed right now.

Once he had walked out of the bathroom and closed the door behind him, he made his way to his bed and couldn’t help but smile at the new satin sheets and pillows you had gotten him a few days ago. They made his room look even more cozier than before. He loved how he had let you make his home yours too and wanted you to move in with him, or purchase a new house where new memories could be made in.

Just as John had arrived at his bed, his phone that was lying on top of it started to vibrate. He reached down to grab it and looked at the screen, seeing that his mother was calling him. With a frustrated sigh, he swiped over the green phone icon and held it to his ear, not ready for what his mother had to say now.

“John, I want to apologize...”

 said Abigail before letting out a sigh. This made the actor frown and look around him like he was being filmed with a hidden camera. He couldn’t believe what was happening and something deep inside him told him that his mother’s words weren’t true.

“You need to do more than just say this mom. You disrespected the love of my life on every occasion”, the anger slowly began to bubble up inside him again. He loved you to death and now had realized that if he’d have to put some distant in between his mother and him in order for you to be comfortable, he immediately would do it.

“I know that I’ve been acting crazy but I don’t want to lose you, my son. Please tell me how I can redeem myself”. 

John let out a long sigh, he felt torn. He knew that putting you and his mom in one room could lead to another bad interaction but on the other hand, she owed you MANY apologies. He let his mind wander for a few moments.

“Prove you really are sorry and ready to accept [Y/N] as my girlfriend by coming by tomorrow and genuinely apologizing to her. I want you to mean it and do better in the future because I’m going to marry her”.

Abigail gasped softly to herself, being surprised at the new fact she just had learned. The other line was silent as John patiently waited for her to speak. So, she swallowed the feelings bubbling up in her stomach and muttered a slow, “ I will do as you ask” before wishing her son a good night and ending the call.

John locked his phone and dropped it onto the bed before doing the same thing with his body, feeling the stress of today’s events slide into the back of his mind and new worries of how tomorrow’s meeting might go fill up his head. 

While he stared up the ceiling and thought of every single thing that could go wrong the next day, [Y/N] was standing at the other end of the bathroom door with her hand stopping herself from making a sound, having listened to the phone conversation and hearing for the very first time her beloved boyfriend wanted to marry her. The delicate sensations she felt from those few words left her emotional and happy...

To be continued...? 

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[angelsswirl]

Vellichor

The One With Shit and The Fan

A.N. Yall are about to be very mad at me, but it must be read.

~•~

Oh and I know

And you know that we've been here before

I think I know how it should end

We got an audience calling us crazy

You feel like a white suburban mom.

The ones that hoot and howl over every little thing in preparation for company.

You feel like that, because that's exactly what you're doing right now.

Hooting and howling over every little thing in preparation for company.

"If you move a pillow to sit on the couch, what do you do with the pillow when you're done sitting on the couch? YOU PUT THE PILLOW BACK! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU GUYS?!"

You had finally managed to convince Jisoo to agree to a civilized dinner with Taylor's parents. It involved a lot of placating and a lot of sex.

So naturally, you had to make sure the house was spic and span, because you wouldn't be caught dead in a filthy home.

Luckily, your children had pulled their own weight and helped, you were now just doing the finishing touches, like putting throw pillows in their proper place and screwing the cap on the milk jug tighter.

You also made sure to keep an eye on Jisoo just in case she decided to booby trap the place. At this point you wouldnt put it pass her.

Ryland came bouncing into the kitchen excitedly, "What did you make for dinner tonight, mommy? You got my text about the Bae-Park's dietary restrictions right?"

Despite being the second oldest, Ryland still called you 'mommy' occasionally. Especially, when she was excited or wanted something.

"Yes. Suzy and Jackson are allergic to peanuts and Taylor won't eat anything with a face. We'll see how long that lasts because you're a carnivore like your mom. And I passed it along to Lia because she cooked." You fussed around the kitchen. Dusting and swatting at imaginary dust.

"But what if mama convinced Lia to poison Chaeyoung?!"

You rolled your eyes. Did your daughter really think her mother would do something like that? Or better question. Did she really think you would let her mother do something like that?

"Jisoo has been here all day and I have her phone. I talked with Lia about everyone's needs and she made something suitable for everyone. Everything is going to be okay. Calm down, baby."

Ryland pouted, "How do you know if Chaeyoung has any restrictions? I didn't text you about her."

"We dated, remember?"

"No. I wasn't there."

"...Everything is going to be okay. Now, get out of my kitchen and set the dining room table. You might have to bring some more chairs in from the garage."

Ryland nodded.

~•~

Jisoo stared at her wife with a partially unreadable expression on her face.

She had been tricked into this. Bribed, if you will. Maybe even conned.

Sure, she was more or less fine with Taylor dating her daughter, but she wasn't really fine with spending more than an hour in a room with one of the only other people on the planet who knows what her wife looks like naked.

Great.

Her wife looks great naked. And Park Chaeyoung knew that.

She was doing her best to hide her blatant jealousy and anger but Jisoo wasn't an oscar winning actress for a reason.

"Are you getting all primped up for me or for her?" It sort of just slipped out. You had been putting on makeup for the past hour and Jisoo couldn't help but wonder.

You had never rolled your eyes harder in your life, "I'm not about to start this with you."

"You're avoiding the question."

"Because you should know the answer by now."

"For me?"

You put the finishing touches on your dark tinted red lip. Smacking them dramatically, then placing the tube of lipstick back onto the vanity.

You turned toward Jisoo with a smirk, "Oh no. For me."

Jisoo could only watch you walk out the door and into the main living area of the house.

Jisoo would try to keep the snarkiness to a minimum. If only because she's sure if she doesn't she'll never get to see your great nakedness again.

~•~

Dinner, to everyone's surprise, isn't that awkward. Probably due to the fact that Taylor easily dominated the conversation, you're a bit preoccupied with fussing over Kaleb, and Jisoo has had a full glass of red wine.

"Tay tay! How did your parents react to you telling them Ryland was your mate? Did they throw a tantrum like mama did?" Peyton asked, her mischievous smile poorly hidden behind her glass of lemonade.

Sometimes, you think Peyton forgets she still lives with you unlike her older siblings and can most definitely still be grounded. You had to resort to your signature glare, but it did the trick as Peyton slumped into her chair, thoroughly frightened.

Taylor looked confused at the question. Peyton knew the answer. They're literally best friends. She was the first one she told.

"No. Mom just mumbled that it probably made sense and then I went to go play soccer."

Ryland smiled lovingly across the table at Taylor. Lia made a gagging sound.

You thanked whatever being was listening that Peyton's chaos energy hadn't prevailed. If you thought, Ryland was your demon child while you were pregnant with her, you surely hadn't seen anything yet.

"Okay, why don't all of you kids, go do whatever it is you do in the livingroom. Mom doesn't need you to see her scarf down an entire bottle of merlot in one gulp." You mumbled that last part under your breath.

Everyone but Lia left the table, happy to be excused.

You stared at her blankly.

"I'm 22."

You're not exactly sure why but your patience is wearing thin quickly.

"Did I ask how old you were?"

"No, ma'am. Excuse me." She bowed her head dramatically before grabbing Kaleb and scurrying from the table.

"Kids. So....interesting." Chaeyoung said in an attempt to break the silence.

"Yeah. I keep telling myself that my reward for not killing them are future grandchildren. Well, actually. I'm already terrified of whatever Peyton procreates."

Both Chaeyoung and Suzy laugh at your joke.

"So, how'd you two meet?" Jisoo asked inbetween sips of her wine. She wasn't even looking in Chaeyoung and Suzy's direction, if only because it was sort of hard to peer around you in their positions.

You tried to listen for answers, you really did, but your reasoning for the irritability comes to light. You're sweating and almost slumped over into Jisoo, but you somehow managed to keep yourself upright.

Jisoo and Chaeyoung's eyes snapped to you at the same time. And the last time you felt this much dread, was when you found out that Jisoo and Chaeyoung found out about each other.

It's almost like you see Chaeyoung's mouth move in slow motion. You will her not to say anything, just let you silently excuse yourself from the table and take your suppressants, but no. Things were never easy when it came to Chaeyoung and Jisoo.

Chaeyoung offhandedly mumbled "That's familiar." She doesn't really mean anything by it. You knew that, hell even Suzy knew that.

But you can see the glass in Jisoo's hand start to shake.

"What did you just say?"

"Huh? Oh nothing. I didn't mean anything by it, Jisoo. I swear."

"Chu...let it go." You do your best to calm her down with a light touch to her thigh.

"It's no big deal. It was stupid I shouldn't have said it."

"You fucking my wife isn't a big deal?"

"Jisoo! What the hell?" You stared at your alpha who seemed to be looking right through you to Chaeyoung. The pent up anger in her eyes was quite astonishing.

"What's your problem, Jisoo? It's been years and the only one who still fucking cares is you." Chaeyoung said with a shake of her head.

"My problem is you."

Chaeyoung rolled her eyes, "I'm married with two beautiful kids. I don't want y/n and she doesn't want me. Grow up."

Chaeyoung gathered her belongings and gestured for her wife to follow her. Suzy did so reluctantly, she shot a glance of sympathy toward you but otherwise didn't say anything.

The family left, two confused children in tow.

You swallowed harshly, it was surprisingly easy to fight off your heat instincts considering you wanted very little to do with the person that's supposed to help you through that.

"Well. Congratulations."

Jisoo's brows furrowed, not in the least bit surprised when you dont elaborate.

You got up from the table without a word. You headed to the livingroom and poked your head in, "Peyton, do you mind cleaning up the table. You don't have to do the dishes, just put them in the sink. Thank you." Abigail and Ryland stared after you.

Peyton set about doing the task without any fan fare.

You then hurried into your bedroom. Wiping at your eyes and your makeup.

You knew Jisoo had followed you. Probably wanting an explanation about what you said.

"Why can't you just let it go? It's been twenty years. You said you were over it, but every time you're even slightly reminded you blow up. You know how sorry I am but it feels like I'm still being punished."

"You slept with her. You're mine and you slept with her." Jisoo looked at you like she didn't understand how you didn't get that.

"I'm yours now. I wasn't back then. Even if you imprinted on me I wasn't your mate. I wasn't even your girlfriend. I didn't cheat on you. Why does everything I did have to be some slight against you?"

Jisoo huffed, "You knew I loved you. You led me on you made me think that it was only me. That you were only going to choose me."

"What did I ever say to make you think that? Was marrying you not enough? Is being your mate not enough? Those three beautiful babies not enough?"

"We have four kids."

"Oh, hop off it. You know that's not what I meant."

Jisoo doesn't say anything further. She only stares at some point passed your head.

"Am I not enough for you, Jisoo? Because I don't know what else I can give you. I gave you my life, my love, my womb. But it's still not enough for you. What else do you want from me?!" You tried not to raise your voice too much, but it was sort of a hard feat to accomplish around your tears.

"To go back in time and not sleep with her. To say she never meant anything to you."

"Oh. You want the impossible." You nodded slowly, not agreeing in the slightest. But you got it now.

"Say it."

"You know I can't."

"Say it, y/n."

"We told each other that we would never lie to each other, and I'll be damned if I start now."

"...Then tell me to leave."

"Jisoo."

"I need to go, but I can't do it unless you tell me to."

You choked on a sob, "Fine. Go. Just know, if you walk out of that front door everything that I have said tonight, will be proven right."

That got Jisoo to hesitate. To rethink breifly. But the alpha is telling her to go before she does something she really regrets. So, she leaves. And the pain that encompasses her heart is nothing like she had ever felt in her life.

You heard the door slam shut and with it, Peyton walked into the room. You pretend that you dont see the tears in each other's eyes, "Mommy?" Her omega is calling out to yours, probably more than she realized.

She's technically a pup and she needs comfort, so even though you felt like curling up into a ball and dying you give it to her.

She practically falls into your lap and she sniffled. Your and Jisoo's bond isn't broken by any means, but even the children can tell there's something not quite right.

"I didn't mean for you to hear that, baby girl."

"Are you two going to be okay? I've never seen mama that mad before."

And that question coming from her daughter seemed to hurt the most, "I hope so, Pey. I hope so."

[storm278]

Home is where the heart is CHAPTER 3

10 years after college, Riley has gained a reputation of being a flight risk. Her friends and family have tried to stop her from taking off but truthfully there is only one person that can make her stay for good. what happens when riley sees said person for the first time in 14 years. Rucas centric

Rated T

Cross posted to Fanfiction.net here

Prologue Ch 1 Ch 2

A/N

The time jump happens a little later in this chapter

Italics are flash backs

Two days after the dinner, Riley left New York. Meanwhile back in Texas Lucas came back to his house exhausted from work to see Zay cooking up a feast in his kitchen.

"Well isn't this a nice way to end the day" Lucas said gawking over all the food

"Well hello to you too"

"Ah ribs" Lucas was fixing to pick one when Zay slapped his hand away

"Hands to yourself till I'm done oh and my trip to New York was fine by the way" he turns back to his matched potatoes "so impolite"

"sorry buddy how was New York?" Lucas hops on the kitchen island

"Good" that's when Lucas finally cleared his heard of work and looked around him. Zay never cooks for him voluntarily and this wasn't just regular dinner it was a freaking thanksgiving feast

"Uh-oh good? Just good? Zay how was New York or more specifically what did you do in New York"

"Nothing have some casserole man, you look tired you should take a shower and then come back and have some turkey" Lucas opened the oven and saw the huge turkey cooking "You made me turkey? Zay seriously what's going on"

"I was hoping to get some comfort food in you first but I guess that plan's out the window now" Zay put the casserole down. "I have some news and before I say what it is I want you to know that I'm always going to be there for you buddy; whenever you need me" He exhaled "I bought a restaurant'

"Zay that's awesome congratulations" Lucas gave his friend a bro hug "so what's the problem"

"The restaurant is in New York man. I'm moving back home to be with V" Lucas was taken aback by this, but Zay has been there by him for way too long so now it was his turn to do the same

"Man that's great for you and V. So you got the ring already?"

"one step ahead of you on that one" Zay explained while showing Lucas the engagement ring for Vanessa

"Is that your grandma's ring"

"Yea, I'm gonna miss you buddy"

"same here, I still can't imagine you leaving Texas for good"

"it was bound to happen at some point" both boys started digging into the ribs "I mean I will always love Austin. I've spent a lot of my life here but as ma always says home is where the heart is; mine just isn't here and I hate to break it to you buddy but neither is yours, not anymore" Zay was hoping and praying that Lucas will catch on to what he was insinuating.

"What are you talking about"

well I guess everyone is in denial this season Zay thought

"Really? do I have to spell it out for you" Zay said with raised brows

"I mean I guess Austin isn't like it used to be since we both went to New York, but it's home for me now; The ranch is here"

"Yea right ranch man. Okay just answer me this, apart from me or the little family you still have here who else in Texas do you talk to; like really talk to, and not about work now, I mean the personal stuff?" Lucas thought for a minute

"I guess you're right on some level. With the whole gang in New York, I guess I never really met new people because you were here"

"wow dude blame the best friend" Zay feigned taking offense

"Oh you know it's true, but dude you know I'm going to be in New York in couple days anyway. I told you that"

"Oh yea, your new clinic how's that going"

"Everything is set and ready. I have great partners over there. I just need to get professional cleaners for the floors before opening day"

"When's that" Zay asked with barbeque sauce smudged on his face

"Next Monday and here" Lucas passed him a napkin "wipe your face"

"You know when I said home is where that heart, I wasn't just talking about the gang right"

"Zay stop!" Lucas warned

"Be mad at me all you want but you know I'm right. I don't even need to mention her name Lucas; It's been 14 years and all I have to do is say an expression and your mind goes straight to her…"

Lucas spaces out and recalls past memories; Riley and Lucas are in an empty classroom back at Abigail Adams high school

'How am I in the wrong here. You are the one who keeps icing me out, keeping huge secrets from me, even right now you won't look me in the eye' Lucas said highly frustrated

'If you can't see that I kept this from you to protect you from getting hurt then I don't know what you want me to say here"

'Damn it Riley! What the fuck!" He ran his hands through his dirty blonde hair "Say something that makes sense to me, because lately it's like I'm fighting with a brick wall. You punch and punch and it never hits back"

'Ok so I'm just going to leave you and your brick wall' Riley tapped on the walls of the classroom 'to finish your conversation because I'm tapping out of this' She starts walking out of the classroom

'Wow Riles you're just going to walk away real mature of you'

Zay snaps his hand in front of Lucas' face "Hello? Earth to Lucas"

"hmm sorry"

"I bet you she was the center of whatever you were thinking of"

"You don't know what you're talking about" Zay rolled his eyes at this. The doctor got up and picked his suit case up to go shower "Look man I'm gonna go freshen up, would you please make a plate for me"

"Sure whatever you want. You know you can run but you can't hide away forever. Riley might not be there right now but she will come back and so should you plus you love it in the city"

"Whatever Zay" Lucas shouted from down the hall.

GMWGMWGMWGMWGMWGMWGMW

A year and a half later

Maya, Josh and Melvin are at JFK waiting for Riley at her arrival gate. Maya was way too excited she started bouncing on her spot waiting for her best friend. Melvin even had a cute sign that read 'welcome back aunt Riles'. Her plane just landed so they were just waiting for her to get through customs. Riley came out and immediately ran to where she spotted the blond artist.

"Peaches!" Maya jumped into her arms like her she use to do when they were kids "Peaches I missed you so much" Riley said

"I missed you too honey" that's when Riley noticed her little nephew and his sign

"oh hey there Mel, you are growing up too fast on me now" she picked him up, pecked his cheek and spun him around, the little boy giggled and it melted Riley's heart "Aunt Riles I missed you". Melvin kissed Riley's cheek

"I missed you too Mel" she put the little boy down and hugged her older brother.

"Welcome home sis, how was Canada"

"Surprisingly not as cold as I imagined" All four began strolling out of the airport heading to Josh's jeep.

"Yea I could have guessed Vancouver wouldn't be as bad as New York weather wise" they all got into the car and Josh started driving back to their parent's house

"ah I miss the city, and the bagels just wish I wasn't homeless though"

"Whose fault is that, I showed you five different places and you rejected them all" Josh said

"Josh be nice" Maya playfully smacked him

"Yes Josh be nice to me, plus I didn't get a good vibe from the places you showed me, they just didn't have the homey feeling I want"

"That's because you were looking at them through a computer screen" Josh countered

"Same difference"

"Honey sorry you had to lose your pent house, at least your parents are happy to take you in" Maya said while Riley rolled her eyes

"oh don't remind me"

"Riles! you know mum and dad miss you. You have no idea how excited they were when they found out you would be living with them again" Josh said

"I love them don't get me wrong, but I don't think dad's ever going to let me move out again. You remember when I was to leave with Sarah after graduation"

"can you blame him, you were literally going on exile I still don't know why and how I let you go" Maya said

"Maya it happened years ago you're gonna have to let it go sometime"

A thought hit Josh and his eyes widen "That reminds me Maya, as you can see Riley came back alone so pay up"

"what!" Riley scream "you guys bet on my love life, are you shi-" the brunette stopped herself because there was a four-yea-old sitting next to her

"Thank God she has filters and technically I didn't lose; the bet said I lose if Riley comes back single I hate to break it to you sweetie but she ain't single" the blonde explained

"No I'm her brother I would have known about that" Josh said to Maya

"is this happening right now" Riley said to herself because to her it was clear Maya and Josh had lost it

"Sorry sweetie you lost the bet about seven months ago. Nathan landed New York yesterday so actually you owe me a twenty so pay up"

"that's still going on, I thought they would have ending things by now" Josh peeped at his sister through the rear view mirror while Riley had her arms folded arms looking out the window

"yea apparently it's still on, and even better he's a fellow New Yorker so lover boy decided to move home with our girl"

"Riles is this true?" Josh asked

"Oh me? You mean I actually exist in this conversation go figure"

"Someone's in a mood, common riles, Josh and I were just having a little a fun" Maya said with puppy dog eyes to Riley

"did you guys really bet on this" Maya's hands went up "hey I bet on your relationship staying together"

"Joshua!" Riley punched his shoulder

"ow! sorry Riles, I wanted the twenty" the brown eyed boy said rubbing his shoulder

"Peaches would you come house hunting with me next week, I think I'm just going to buy a place this time"

"Riley are you sure you want a house. I mean it's going to be just you in a big house" the blonde said with panic in her voice

"I didn't mean a house kinda house I meant something like the pent house I lost"

"Oh sure honey" Maya had a mysterious smile on her face because she and the genius Farkle had a full proof plan to ensure Riley never left the country again and the blonde had all her fingers and toes crossed that this would work.

[hannahchronism]

Florence Logs

aka I wanted to put all the times me & Jordan have like, internally headcanoned into one place so I did a keyword search for Florence and copied the relevant things here. If there’s any earlier mentions of Florence, ctrl+F can’t find them (I also searched “Florie” & “Flo”)

[8/31/2016 12:36:00 AM] Hannah: ((((WHEN FLORIE'S BIRTHDAY COMES UP AND MARK'S LIKE "So how old does that make you?" (BECAUSE THEY HAVEN'T BEEN FRIENDS /THAT/ LONG AND IT'S SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T ALWAYS COME UP) AND FLORIE'S SO COMFROTABLE WITH HIM NOW THAT SHE OPENS HER MOUTH AND SAY "seven-" BEFORE SHE REALIZES THAT "SEVENTY-SIX" IS NOT AN ACCEPTABLE ANSWER AND QUICKLY TACKES ON A "teen" WHY IS THIS MAKING ME EMOTIONAL LIKE SIX MONTHS BEFORE THAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN I S2G)))))

[9/7/2016 8:40:58 PM] Hannah: she's kind of a baby boomer a lil bit [9/7/2016 8:41:14 PM] Hannah: ((actually i think she's "greatest generation" age)) [9/7/2016 8:41:49 PM] Hannah: Florence: BACK IN 'NAM

[9/14/2016 10:42:45 PM] Saltasaurus: (((( Florence after she's outed herself to Mark talking about her family and her crazy religious parents and mid-rant she stops, looks at him, and goes "You know what the worst part is? If you go back just four generations my father's family is ethnically Jewish. JEWISH Mark. Jews don't even believe in Jesus." ))))

[9/14/2016 11:08:52 PM] Tired™: ((florie is literally my fave omg "JEWISH Mark" lmao))

[9/14/2016 11:11:01 PM] Saltasaurus: Florence like "My life made no sense so I died and it got better"

[9/15/2016 9:18:01 PM] Saltasaurus: things i think about while making a bowl of cereal: if Mark lost control and bit Abbie, she wouldn't turn and she'd also heal and everything would be fine (mostly) if Mark lost control and bit Florence, she'd die. Like I legit don't think there's a way around it she would straight up just die. if Florence, for some reason, decided to turn Mark, he could become a hybrid and A) maintain his werewolf traits B) become even stronger, in some regards and also C) I'm pretty sure he'd stop aging and be suspended as a teenager forever ((like the girls >.>))

[9/27/2016 12:07:57 AM] Tired™: Florence "no chill, all chilly" kingsley

[10/1/2016 12:45:12 AM] Saltasaurus: florence sticking her perpetually cold hands under mark's shirt just to freak him out [10/1/2016 12:45:38 AM] Saltasaurus: she doesn't do it for the warmth she does it cause she thinks it's funny [10/1/2016 12:45:52 AM] Tired™: rude [10/1/2016 12:45:58 AM] Tired™: and hilarious [10/1/2016 12:46:00 AM] Tired™: i love [10/1/2016 12:48:24 AM] Saltasaurus: it's like it's snowing out and she's not wearing gloves because Unbothered™ but Mark's got like three hoodies on so as they're waiting in line for something outside she just smirks to herself and then puts her hand on his back and he leaps like three feet away and possibly yelps like an actual dog and she spends the next hour and half laughing about it i can't [10/1/2016 12:48:53 AM] Saltasaurus: ((Abbie also thinks it's hilarious - until Florence does it to her)) [10/1/2016 12:49:18 AM] Saltasaurus: "KEEP YOUR ICICLE HANDS OUT OF MY SHIRT" [10/1/2016 12:51:57 AM] Tired™: mark glowering at her from a safe distance [10/1/2016 12:52:33 AM] Saltasaurus: Florence making doe eyes of innocence like she's not fully aware that she doesn't retain heat

[10/1/2016 1:10:37 AM] Saltasaurus: ((((((Also I have this thing about her using her baby face to draw in literal pedophiles for her "once a year kill" and justifying the murder because literal pedophiles and Idk i can't decide if that's too dark or not))))))))) [10/1/2016 1:10:55 AM] Tired™: i love it tbh [10/1/2016 1:11:08 AM] Saltasaurus: Florie the avenger

[10/1/2016 6:53:56 PM] Tired™: you know the hand slap game? [10/1/2016 6:54:29 PM] Tired™: where you hold ur palms over someone elses and they try to slap the backs of ur hands and u try to pull away before they can [10/1/2016 6:54:50 PM] Tired™: imagine mark and Florence playing that with their supernatural speed [10/1/2016 7:27:48 PM] Tired™: I wrote you some word vomit [10/1/2016 8:59:48 PM] Saltasaurus: beautiful [10/1/2016 8:59:59 PM] Saltasaurus: Abbie like 'sTOP WITH THE HAND SMACKING THING'

[10/4/2016 8:51:32 PM] Hannahbal: also cries about Florence's constant restraint??? [10/4/2016 8:52:24 PM] Tired™: what do u mean? [10/4/2016 8:53:09 PM] Hannahbal: okay like She indulges in stuff like breaking smaller rules and doing, generally, whatever she wants but she can't like lose control [10/4/2016 8:53:25 PM] Hannahbal: she doesn't get to go in a shack and throw a temper tantrum y'know? [10/4/2016 8:53:39 PM] Hannahbal: because if she started breaking things she'd start hurting people and that's so against her code so she's always?? trying to judge what's okay and so she ends up with all this pent up like, tension because she's scared to let it go because she'll hurt someone [10/4/2016 8:54:35 PM] Hannahbal: like there's no question, if she let go she'd definitely hurt or kill someone

[10/4/2016 10:35:59 PM] Hannahbal: "Do they trust the mayor?" Florence, from the sidelines 'MEN IN POSITIONS OF POWER ARE CORRUPT'

[11/28/2016 1:56:16 AM] Hannah: Also: Imagine some poor random person putting their hand on Florence's shoulder and she just gives them the most icy motherfucking stare until they let go

[11/29/2016 2:21:17 AM] Hannah: I was just thinking about how Florence is "no chill" but also the literal ice queen and suddenly remembered that time you called her "Florence "No Chill All Chilly" Kingsley" and now I can't stop laughing

[12/3/2016 6:02:19 AM] Hannah: A concept: after Mark triggers his gene, he and Florence constantly arm wrestle like the pair of supernatural idiots they are [12/3/2016 6:51:58 AM] "The Fall Out Boys": yes

[12/7/2016 6:00:33 AM] "Is it Jordan with an 'a' or a 'y'?": I've also come to the conclusion that your Florence playlist is really good for laying on the cold tile with your feet propped up on the wall and staring at the ceiling [12/7/2016 6:00:42 AM] Hannah: as it should be

[12/10/2016 3:09:57 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: more fun, domestic friends, less angsty paras pls [12/10/2016 3:10:04 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: (I love angsty paras) [12/10/2016 3:10:41 AM] Hannah: speaking of fun domestic friends: how often do you think Florence and mark go through phones on the basis of sheer accidents? [12/10/2016 3:10:58 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: god. so much [12/10/2016 3:11:00 AM] Hannah: Abbie has started keeping track, probably [12/10/2016 3:11:17 AM] Hannah: "I swear to god that's your sixth new phone in the last four months Markos" [12/10/2016 3:11:19 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: Mark's probably got a perpetually cracked screen [12/10/2016 3:11:46 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: "You literally just got that fixed last week, dude." [12/10/2016 3:11:55 AM] Hannah: bless [12/10/2016 3:12:17 AM] Hannah: Abbie breaks hers, Mark and Florence both have a spare that they offer her [12/10/2016 3:12:29 AM] Hannah: "What kind of weird rich people bullshit is this oh my god" [12/10/2016 3:12:40 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: lmao

[12/10/2016 7:17:21 AM] Hannah: I'm mad Florence ignores so many of her emotions because she doesn't have the physical triggers that go with them so when she's around Mark she's twice as likely to identify her own feelings because Mark is a living reflection of them because he's invested in her so when she's upset, he gets upset, and she can recognize them in him and realize "I'm upset right now" what the fUCK [12/10/2016 7:18:59 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: oh my [12/10/2016 7:19:01 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: god

[12/10/2016 12:40:45 PM] Hannah: Active Me: It's weird how Abbie and Florence are so alike in some regards, all that attitude, but also so vastly different Tiny-Voice-in-the-Back-of-my-Head Me: It's because Abbie is like the offense and Florence is the defense. Abbie asserts her position and power before anyone attacks, whereas Florence waits until they actually try before shutting them down. Active Me: ... Yo what the f*ck

[12/11/2016 11:53:41 AM] Hannah: also hey this one's fun: it's my headcanon that Florence can inhale (so she can like, whistle and blow out candles, etc.) but A) she doesn't have to to speak (because magic) B) it's a weird a vaguely uncomfortable sensation for her [12/11/2016 11:54:37 AM] Hannah: C) it gets harder and more painful to do the longer she goes without doing it [12/11/2016 11:54:56 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: WELL [12/11/2016 11:55:02 AM] Hannah: (: [12/11/2016 11:55:36 AM] Hannah: Imagine tho, after Mark gets #Triggered he's suddenly going to be like "You're ... not breathing what the fuck " [12/11/2016 11:56:12 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: he's gonna be so confused by so much i can't wait [12/11/2016 11:56:49 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: likw 24/7 panic attacks hyper aware of the world around him because his senses are gonna be even more heightened?? (: [12/11/2016 11:56:57 AM] Hannah: Florence like "I don't have to. I went through a phase where I thought about living in the ocean like a mermaid because of it." and it's going to take him a week to work out how layered that sentence really is

[12/11/2016 12:40:27 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: do u think mark actually calls Florence "Florie" [12/11/2016 12:40:43 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: like would it be wierd if he did [12/11/2016 12:40:44 PM] Hannah: i think she would let him but idk if he does or not [12/11/2016 12:41:02 PM] Hannah: just not Flo [12/11/2016 12:41:02 PM] Hannah: she hates Flo [12/11/2016 12:41:19 PM] Hannah: (Abbie probably calls her Flo) [12/11/2016 12:41:40 PM] Hannah: ((Florence probably calls her 'Abigail' with all the formality she can muster for revenge)) [12/11/2016 12:42:07 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: (((Mark is in the middle of this just sighing deeply))) [12/11/2016 12:44:09 PM] Hannah: "Oh look it's Flo " "Good to see you too, Abigail " " Guys please " [12/11/2016 12:45:26 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: "Abbie, I'll buy you all the fries you can eat if you just  play nice " "Guess I'm going hungry then" [12/11/2016 12:45:59 PM] Hannah: i'm [12/11/2016 12:46:03 PM] Hannah: offended at how accurate that is lmao

[12/11/2016 7:25:24 PM] Hannah: A concept: Florence acting as the Howler's fixer-upper because 50+ years of living with Alex means she's picked up a good bit about health/healing over the years uwu [12/11/2016 7:26:19 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: bless it "I don't  care  if that'll heal on it's own, it'll set wrong if you just leave it, GIVE ME YOUR ARM MAL" [12/11/2016 7:26:29 PM] Hannah: LITERALLY [12/11/2016 7:26:37 PM] Hannah: #unafraid to manhandle the puppies

[12/16/2016 11:09:15 AM] Hannah: also I had a thought right before i went to sleep and it was like "imagine after Florence has spent time with the howlers and one full moon she gets to see them all wolfed out and without being told she knows which one is who" wtf @ my brain [12/16/2016 11:09:33 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: That's cute tho aw [12/16/2016 11:10:26 AM] Hannah: just imagine lil tiny girl in the woods faced down by a dozen wolves and she just //points/ "Mark" and then goes around the circle [12/16/2016 11:10:42 AM] Hannah: and they're like "????!?!??!"

[1/5/2017 5:18:22 AM] Hannah: I'm still laughing about them intentionally calling each other the versions of their names they don't like tbh [1/5/2017 5:25:06 AM | Edited 5:25:31 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: Imagine, if you will, Abbie and Florence and Mark in some sort of situation like: Florie (on the phone or smthing): Tell Abigail she can tag along if she must (but like in her Florence way where it's clear she's saying "absolutely do not come") Mark (to Abbie): Florence says she wants you to come too Abbie: Tell your creepy girlfriend Flo that I would rather choke on my own vomit than willingly go with her anywhere Mark (to Florence): Abbie said that she'd love to come but she has other plans already. Abbie: -scowling- [1/5/2017 5:26:47 AM] Hannah: ;sklfjg;kljehg [1/5/2017 5:26:54 AM] Hannah: poor Mark [1/5/2017 5:27:23 AM] Hannah: Florence: You know I can hear her, right? [1/5/2017 5:30:10 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: Mark sighs a lot [1/5/2017 5:30:58 AM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: Between the howlers and Florence and Abbie. His friends are so stressful. xD

[2/22/2017 8:42:56 PM] Hannah: when u realize that one day Mark is going to be old and die and it'll just be Florie & Abs but then u also realize that eventually Florie's gonna die too (probably after about 200 years tbh, she's already having those #disconnect issues) which means, eventually, Abbie'll be completely alone and still 16 [2/22/2017 8:43:03 PM] Hannah: I hurt myself [2/22/2017 9:45:07 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: What to heck I am in public why would u do that to me

[3/4/2017 2:46:05 PM | Edited 2:46:16 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: dammit we talk about ships even jokingly and my brain always, like, latches onto it and stores it and so now I'm just innocently listening to music and then this song ( http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/edsheeran/howwouldyoufeelpaean.html )comes on and all I can think of is Mark and Florence as a ship [3/4/2017 2:49:50 PM] Hannah: amazing

[3/13/2017 10:56:31 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: OKAY BUT [3/13/2017 10:56:50 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: Mark having a panic attack an Florence pulling a Lydia and just kissing him [3/13/2017 10:57:53 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: I mean what?

[3/21/2017 5:42:26 PM] Hannah: I got cold after my shower so I made coffee and I had it cupped between my Eternally Frozen Fingers because i love warm coffee mugs and then I got really upset about Florence doing something similar to that just to make her skin warm the next time she goes to hold Mark's hand [3/21/2017 5:48:09 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: omg [3/21/2017 5:48:54 PM] Hannah: constantly ruined by her being the literal cutest [3/21/2017 5:49:44 PM] Jord[a/o/i/y]n: (Mark like: "yeah same buddy")