#and how he patiently explains he isn't laughing at her!!! he's just so happy to see her!!!

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

my favorite scully and mulder moments from s5

in episode 1, mulder sneakily enters scully's apartment. he sits in the dark in silence; as she gets undressed for bed, he says “keep going, FBI woman”, which only slightly surprises her (her face is shocked, but she doesn't yell; just asks "mulder? what are you doing? why are you sitting in my bedroom in the dark?" which is an incredibly reasonable question! he tells her that he killed a man, and she thinks he is joking, so he clarifies that he isn't)

scully waking up in the hospital bed in episode 2 to mulder by her side- she’s worried someone will see him as they just spent a good amount of time faking his death, but he smiles, grabs her hand, sits on the bed, and kisses her cheek, saying “i’m officially among the undead” (WAHHHH)

(and when she is so worried about how he will have to confess everything, including killing that guy, he does his best to prevent her from dwelling on it- “hey scully, how about those yankees?”)

how she very seriously warns him that skinner is the guy on the inside, and he’s touching her face, saying no, he’s not; mulder knows that skinner made the deal with CSM, but she doesn't know he risked his career and life to save her

and then she offers to take the fall for shooting that guy, saying “mulder, if i can’t save you, let me at least give some meaning to what’s happened to me” (tears. TEARS)

(and when her family arrives to visit her in the hospital, he says he was just leaving, giving her one last kiss on the hand before heading out)

mulder coming by her bedside again after considering taking CSM’s deal to join the dark side, but ultimately refusing: “then why’d you come here if you’d already made up your mind?” she asks, and he laughs: “because i knew you’d talk me out of it if i was making a mistake” (the total trust they have in each other......)

when mulder leaves for his big hearing, she tells him that he’ll be in her prayers (and he kisses her cheek once more, telling her to ask the “father to say a few hail mulders for me, okay?”)

(she is literally laying in bed dying, and despite him never understanding her beliefs and her having, you know, imminent death on her own doorstep, she talks to god about him. intervening with the creator on his behalf. and he, instead of being dismissive of religion like he usually is, accepts the help with a joke and a kiss on the cheek... i feel like i could write a poem on the subject and my emotions still wouldn't be fully expressed)

they’re in the car on the way to a team building seminar in episode 4, and mulder leans over to scully, asking her to please kill him now

however, she immediately realizes he's come up with a new plan to get out of the whole thing by investigating a case: “you want me to tell them that you’re not going to make it to this year’s teamwork seminar?” (he grabs her shoulders, bending over a little to meet her eye level) “yeah. you see that? we don’t need that conference. we have communication like that, unspoken. you know what i’m thinking”

scully trying to start a fire to keep him warm after his body goes into shock- she asks if he has ever thought about dying, saying she was angry while she was sick, and talking about the struggle to give suffering meaning. and then after he makes some joke to get her laughing, she picks up him, placing his head in her lap (“i don’t wanna wrestle”, he mumbles, to which she replies “get over here. i’m trying to keep you warm”)

he asks her to sing as they cuddle, so he can know that she is awake and keeping watch. and then when she indulges him, his whiny ass requests the chorus, too <3

when he wakes up he is so scared to see that she isn’t there, but she was just getting some berries LMAO

mutual roasting in episode 5; she says she thinks the townspeople are so bored and obsessed with what they see on TV that they’re imagining a monster, to which he responds “i am alarmed that you would reduce these people to a cultural stereotype”; when he is spouting frankenstein comparisons to the case, she hits him with the “mulder, i’m alarmed you would reduce this man to a literary stereotype” <- they were having a nerd off!!!

“given the power, who could resist to create life in his own image?” “we already have that ability, mulder; it’s called procreation”

and the famous black and white dancing scene to cher music <3

in episode 7, mulder offers to stay with her while emily is dying, rubbing her back as he says so. but she says she wants to do this alone, so he walks away, and she climbs into emily’s bed

and at the funeral, when scully’s mother asks her if she is ready to go, she says she will stay a little while longer and get a ride back with mulder. soon after, she asks “who are the men who would create a life whose only hope is to die?”, and he answers “i don’t know. but that you found her… and you had a chance to love her… maybe she was meant for that, too” (doing his best to find the meaning in the suffering like they talked about in episode 4, because he knows she finds it incredibly difficult... yeah. and her choosing to spend more time with him than to go home and be with her family... whew)

scully refusing to let mulder fall for pusher’s tricks in episode 8, telling him to hang up the phone before he gets sucked into his games

linda bowman uses the same ability to push her will onto others to convince mulder that scully shot herself. he sees scully, begging him to make her stop, before she shoots herself and collapses. he screams, and imagines himself cradling her head. and when the real scully is in front of him, the mind tricks make mulder think that she is linda, so scully has to try and prove it is really her (“you killed her!” “your mother is tina. your sister is samantha. modell warned you- don’t play her game”). scully has enough time to save the day by shooting linda, and by the time he realizes it really is scully standing in front of him, she gently grabs his arm, calling for an ambulance. the terror of it all. and the loyalty that can inspire such terror...

in episode 9, she tries to explain how it would be physically possible for someone to swallow pounds of dirt, and he just smiles at her; “well… you asked me for answers. those are the best ones i’ve got” <-and listen, after his endless ghost and ghoul explanations, i think your lungs to dirt ratio sounds perfectly reasonable, scully

mulder also decides to dig up a grave in that episode, while scully warns him anything he finds will not be admissible in court. isn’t that just so Them? she’s not gonna stop him, but she will make sure he knows what they can and cannot use as evidence.

“i don’t think this was an act of grave robbing, scully” “no, that’s what we were doing” <- LMAO COME ON….

(there’s also a scene at the very end where mulder is stuck in endless mud and you can see scully helping him up, which greatly warmed my heart)

episode 10’s whole dynamic while scully is on vacation and he is back at the office, but especially this exchange over the phone:

“no, i don’t think it's witchcraft, mulder, or sorcery”

“yeah, well, maybe you don’t know what you’re looking for”

“like evidence of conjury or the black arts, or shamanism, divination, wicca, or any kind of pagan or neo-pagan practice? charms, cards, familiars, bloodstones or hex sins, or any of the ritual tableaux associated with the occult, santeria, vodoun, macumba, or any high or low magic?”

“scully?” “yes?” “marry me” “i was hoping for something a little more helpful” (i watched this scene 3 times because there was SO much to adore, including how serious his face was)

she finds him trapped inside an AI torture chamber in episode 11, and pulls him out, mumbling “you’re going to be okay, i’m going to get you out of here”, dragging his limp body to safety

scully walks into their office, where mulder is sitting, at the start of episode 12: “mulder…” “DON’T. don’t even start with me”

scully describing him as “characteristically exuberant” (“hope you brought your cowboy boots! yeehaw!") as she recounts what happened, and him describing her as “less than exuberant” (“well, obviously it’s not a vampire” “why not?” “because they don’t exist?”)

when scully tells mulder not to rule out what cassandra spender has to say in episode 13, she says the words slowly and carefully, and they lock eyes as he nods, recognizing the significance of the moment in terms of her own beliefs

when scully is in the hospital after the explosion in episode 14, mulder wakes her up by running his fingers through her hair, then giving her the gentlest smile; she asks what time it is, and he laughs- but this makes her self-conscious, so he explains “i’m not laughing at you. i’m just very happy to be standing here talking to you, that’s all” (screaming. btw)

(he then raises her bed a little so they can look at each other while he explains what happened, but a nurse shoos him away, saying she needs rest; he leaves with a thumbs up despite her yelling after him)

“the truth i’ve been searching for? the truth is in you” <- man hold on. hold on, man. MAN-

scully undergoing regression hypnotherapy to remember what happened to her during the explosion. mulder is sitting on the couch next to her, looking terrified as she screams. and despite not being fully present as she recalls the horrors, she taps at his hand next to hers on the couch, wordlessly asking him to hold it. when she comes to, she’s panting, and asks if he was there the whole time. he nods

and later they hold hands in the back of a cop car as they get taken to jail <3

scully breaking into mulder’s motel room while he is undercover in episode 18; he screams at her to get out, and denies being undercover, even though skinner told her everything. she stops his yelling with a breathy “oh, mulder, what did they do to you?”, and sets his poor broken fingers as he winces

(and then she is able to recognize him on the tape of the bank heist despite being masked because of his fingers <3)

then they jointly scream in the CIA guy’s face because they realize he was testing bioweapons and killing civilians… synchronized rage looks good on them

mulder decides to go by himself to investigate the mysterious manifesto in episode 19. not even a minute after he walks out of the door from where he was questioning a witness, he calls her to ask her to look through all of the x files, searching for a specific phrase, which she finds. and then we get to hear him say “scully, at the risk of you telling me i told you so, i think it’s time for you to get down here and help me” “i told you so”, she says with a smile

later, he’s rambling about his bug conspiracy, still wearing the clothes that got all bloody from being taken hostage, and she asks if he has gotten any sleep

scully visiting mulder in the hospital after he goes off the deep end, seeing bug people everywhere, breaking into someone’s house, and attacking skinner; she slips her hand into his as he is restrained, telling him she hopes he can see through this delusion: “you have to be willing to see” “i wish it were that simple” “scully, you have to believe me. nobody else on this whole damn planet does or ever will. you’re my… one in five billion”

the hug at the end of episode 20 as they find the x files in ashes </3

[call-memissbrightside]

All I can think about is Katsuki dating someone with a baby—

His friends think it’s a bit odd since he’s in his early thirties and could still mess around before settling down but he’s not having it

You’re a bit nervous to tell him that you had a kid after a few dates, and you think he’s never going to hit you up again when he doesn’t really respond when you tell him, he just drops you off at your place with a emotionless look on his face.

You cry to yourself that night as you put your little girl to bed, and the two year old knows something’s wrong because she’s fussy through the whole night routine. You really liked Bakugou, he made you laugh and respect you but if he can’t accept your daughter than it's not going to work out.

Then the next morning he texts you that he got tickets for three to the local aquarium for the day. You call him, confused.

“That way we can take your daughter?” He’s confused by your question. “Why? Is she too little for the aquarium?”

You’re nervous as hell for him meeting Mai for the first time, but Katsuki is taken back at how your daughter looks just like you. She's adorable, and his stomach flipped taking in how you looked so beautiful in your jeans and simple shirt.

"Hi Mai, I'm Katsuki," He kneels down to the four year old's height but he's so big and the little girl immedietly burst into tears and hides behind your legs.

"Oh honey, it's okay," You coo at her, picking her up. Mai isn't convinced and hides away from Katsuki.

"I'm sorry, she'll warm up," You explain, but you weren't too sure. Mai had a shy personality, and was very attatched to you. You just hoped that Bakugou would be patient with her.

Mai started shedding her shy personality once you arrived at the aquarium.

"Mom, fish!" She yelled in excitement, tugging on your hand to get you to walk faster. Katsuki stands back and just watches you interact with your daughter. He knew he liked you, but seeing you be a mom did something to him and he imagined this being his life forever.

"What are you thinking about?" You asked when you noticed Katsuki seemed distracted.

He opens his mouth to answer but Mai interupts him when she squeals, "Mommy penguins!"

Katsuki was closer to her, and the little girl grabs his hand and drags him through to the penguin exhibit. Bakugou is taken aback, but quickly pushes back his fear of scaring her and kneels down to look at the penguins swimming as Mai squeals in excitement. She can’t pronounce his name correctly, so Mai just addresses him as ‘Suki which warms his heart.

It’s like a switch got flipped and Mai wouldn’t let go of Katsuki’s hand for the remainder of the tour through the aquarium. You stand back, smiling and snapping pictures, just watching as Bakugou showed a much softer side to him.

The day ended with Katsuki buying Mai the biggest stuffed penguin the aquarium store had, and the little girl could barely hold onto it as she fell asleep in her stroller.

“You didn’t have to get her that,” You said, feeling overwhelmed by his gesture.

Bakugou feels a string of anxiety pull in his stomach, wondering now if his actions were seemed as inappropriate.

“I-,” He tries to be truthful, “I’m sorry, I should’ve asked. Mai just seemed so happy and I wanted to get her something to remember me by.”

That melts your heart, and you kiss him on the cheek. “Thank you for being so sweet to my baby.”

Katsuki is blushing so hard, his ears are ringing as he helps you by packing down the stroller and putting it in the trunk while you tuck Mai into her car seat. The little girl was out, but still hugging her penguin.

Katsuki keeps the radio low as to not wake Mai as he drives you two home, holding your hand and already planning the next outing.

[navstuffs]

Heart to-go

Pairing: RE2Barista!Leon x GN!Reader

Summary: You hate coffee. Of course with your luck, you end up falling in love with a cute blushing barista.

Warnings: COFFEE SHOP AU, SUPER FLUFF, blushing leon, tooth-rotting fanfic, reader DOES NOT like coffee (i could never), reader/leon are clueless and shy, sabrina and gabriel are names used in this fic, image taken from google

Author's Notes: hey, im back (sorta?kinda?). i had this fanfic saved for a while and since i haven't been able to produce new material, i decided to edit and post some of my old drafts. i plan on posting the other coffee shop au - nsfw version, but from now i hope you enjoy reading this one!

If someone told you before that you would visit a coffee shop and actually order the same cup of coffee every day, you would laugh at their faces. You don't like coffee, period. There is something about the smell or taste you just don't like it. Warm, cold, sweet, unsweet, with chocolate, you tried it all. It just isn't your thing, which made some people look at you as an E.T. sometimes, but hey, to each its own, right?

Your co-worker Sabrina is the one who invites you out to a popular coffee shop nearby your work. Before you even attempt to say no, Sabrina explains that yes, there were other drink options and some delicious pastries, like "some of the best brownies" she had eaten her entire life.

So you agree, with the promise you wouldn't regret it.

There is no line when you enter, around 5 pm. You pass this coffee shop often going to work, the smell strong in your nose if the door is open. You never entered, of course, but now inside, you must admit it looked cozy. A lot of natural light comes from the big windows in the front, illuminating the entire space. There are tables and chairs, at this time empty, compared to how full and hectic they could get in the morning.

As Sabrina orders her long order, your eyes wander the menu, written behind the counter on a giant blackboard. They had other options, as Sabrina explained before, such as handmade Italian sodas and some juices. When Sabrina is done, you turn your attention to the very attractive cashier. The kind you see on the cover of magazines, like a model or something. And cute. He has innocent blue eyes, a soft face, and blonde hair under the black cap. Your eyes glimpse at his name tag, "Leon," as he waits for your order.

"What do you want?"

And the words come out of your mouth before you can even think, something you would never have ordered in a million years.  

"A coffee?" 

You can feel Sabrina's neck twist, shocked. You ignore her, ignore how your voice went two higher tones than it should, focused on Leon, who continues smiling, patiently waiting for the rest.

"Sure, which one?"

"Coffee?" Your eyes roam around the many, many names and sizes as if you know what all those names mean, and you decide to risk it all. "How about your favorite order?"

Leon's eyes widen briefly before a faint red tone rises to his cheeks. He chuckles, surprised, before placing the order on the computer. 

"Right, okay then, my favorite order. Anything else?"

"Nothing, that will be it."

You pay your bill without looking up. Sabrina looks semi-concerned and amused when you are done ordering, a strange smile on her face.

"Are you okay?"

"I panicked," You whisper, hoping Leon can't hear the panic in your voice as you pull her to a table before she can start asking more questions.

You sit to wait for your order, and you notice Leon and another young blonde lady behind the counter. He seems to be blushing about something she says, and you wonder if that wasn't the most adorable thing you've ever seen.

"You are staring," Sabrina warns, her voice denoting humor. Why does it sound like Sabrina is having fun with your misery? You look out the window to the traffic slowing down since it is the end of the afternoon. When your order finally arrives, you turn excited, expecting to see Leon but being greeted by Ashley's happy face.

"Enjoy!" Ashley exclaims before leaving. You grab your small cup of warm coffee with a top layer of foam on it. It smells like cinnamon and vanilla. You really, really don't want to drink it.

"Careful now, Leon is watching," Sabrina teases, making you turn to look for Leon. He is indeed staring at you, his blue eyes filled with expectation. When he catches you looking, he turns his face away, a deep blush on his cheeks, too focused on cleaning something behind him.

"I can do this." You tell yourself, taking a sip from the cup. Yeap, still bad. Still bad as the first time you tried it. You drink another small sip because Leon could still be watching before placing the cup on the table. "I don't think I can do this." You confess in a whisper to Sabrina, who doesn't answer. She giggles, drinking her coffee as water. She saves you the dignity to not tease you anymore, at least.

Noticing she wouldn't be any help, you take small sips while listening to Sabrina's news. It was easier to drink while she talked so that you could ignore the sour taste in your mouth.

When your cup is finally empty, you sigh in relief. You have done it. You are NOT disappointing any cute blushy barista today. Leon appears at the side of the table, eyes filled with expectation.

"How was it?"

"It was so good. My friend over here loved it, right? Right?" Sabrina smiles happily in your direction. You want to strangle her, but you nod, smirking instead.

"Perfect, Leon. Thank you."

Leon's eyes lock on you, and you stare back, starstruck. No one should be allowed to be this charming. His smile lights up his entire face, making him look even more special. The type you could fall in love with if you aren't careful enough.

"I will get those for you, then," He cleans the table, then leaves, nodding in your direction. When he is out of a safe distance, Sabrina sings low.

"I think he likes you!"

"Shut up, Sabrina!"

-x-

After that, you start to visit the coffee. Daily. You get to meet the rest of the employees: Luis, a handsome man with a captivating smile who constantly flirts with you. You already know Ashley, a young college student who is always excited to see you. And well, there is Leon. It is odd how you click so fast with Luis and Ashley; you could joke with them as much as you wanted, but things worked a little differently when it came to Leon. He made you nervous.

He always welcomes you with a warm smile and treats you with respect. You tried to tease Leon once, but it died in your throat when you watched his expression. He just looked so innocent, you just didn't want him to dislike something you did or said. What if he misinterpreted?

You also continue ordering the same coffee. Your newfound trick to not throw it away? Take it to work and give it to Sabrina. You know you are wasting money, but Leon's smile is worth every cent, especially when you place the money on the counter for "Leon's order". Like one morning, two weeks after your first visit, you enter the shop, and it is Luis at the register.

"Hello, pretty thing. Same order?" Luis asks, winking. 

"You know me, Luis, I am loyal." 

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Luis sighs, pretending to be disappointed. Ashley waves in your direction when she sees you, asking. "Let me guess, another Leon's order to go?"

"You know, it is my dream. One of those days, you will enter those doors and ask 'Can I get Luis's order or maybe Ashley's?" Luis teases, "No, it must always be Leon's order. I have started to wonder why."

"I like his coffee," You whisper in your defense. Luis smiles, knowing exactly what you like. He points to Leon's back, too focused on a coffee maker. "Your boyfriend is waiting."

You show off your tongue, rolling your eyes and going toward Leon. He guides a cup of steaming milk into a to-go cup, almost as if he is drawing. You don't say anything, watching his concentrated face as he finishes. Every inch of his attention to whatever he is drawing. When Leon is done, he turns toward you, opening a smile.

"H-hey. Here it is."

He puts the to-go cup in front of you, uncovered. You find it weird but don't discuss it.

"Morning. Thank you. My favorite, as always." You grab a lid nearby, closing it. Leon seems disappointed but doesn't say anything. You quickly take a sip, holding back a scowl. "Perfect as always, Leon. Thank you. I don't even know where I would be without Leon's every morning... Leon's order, I mean!"

The frown is gone, and Leon smiles timidly, blushing. Of course, you must embarrass yourself in front of him, but honestly, you don't mind. Your mornings always got much better after seeing his smile. You leave the coffee, waving bye to Ashley and Luis. When you are gone, Ashley and Luis surround Leon, too curious.

"Did they see it this time?" Luis wonders.

"No."

"Such a nice person, but so clueless," Ashley sighs, holding her chin. "Maybe you should just try writing your phone number on the cup, it would be more direct."

"Or maybe they don't like me that much..." Leon declares, making his co-workers groan.

"Not this again, Leon."

-x-

Three weeks pass like that. You go in, say hi to Ashley and Luis, get your coffee with Leon, smile at each other, and leave for work. There is some teasing here and there from Ashley and Luis, you tease back, and that is it. You wonder if you should get a different order, but Sabrina seems happy enough with the coffee, you are happy enough to see Leon, so it works.

The next morning, you enter the café to find Ashley organizing a casket of brownies. After greeting each other, you grab one from the basket. So those were the limited edition brownies Sabrina always talked about.

"Hey, Ashley, are those the famous delicious brownies?"

"Yeah. Made by an extraordinary chef, but I can't reveal his identity. It is top secret."

"Can I get one? And also a Le-"

"Leon's order? Yes, yes, I know," She groans, sounding tired. Leon appears from the back office, opening his usual smile when he sees you. You like to think it is your special smile, but it is probably how he smiles at every single client.

"Hey."

"Morning, Leon."

He starts preparing your drink the way he always does. You wonder if Leon is bored or if he can even make it with his eyes closed. Maybe you should ask him if his favorite order has even changed next time? As you watch Leon work, you give a big bite to the brownie. It is delicious. The perfect balance between chocolate and sweetness. 

"Ashley, those are so freaking good!" You exclaim, bringing her attention back to you.

"Oh really? Our chef will love to hear that!" Ashley says with a suggestive tone, giving a quick side look to Leon. You finish the brownie in a few bites as Leon puts your cup on the counter, his cheeks painted red. Again your cup is uncovered. You grab the lid and close it. It has become a ritual by now. 

"Thanks again, Leon."

When you look up at him, Leon has a different expression in his eyes. He blushes, no more than he usually does, his hand raised. Before you can ask what is wrong, he places his hand over yours on the cup lid. His hand is warm, probably normal for someone working with hot drinks all the time. You don't say anything, waiting. Leon seems to be waiting as well, for you to say anything. Neither of you does, and the moment is broken when the door opens, a huge group of women coming in.

"Sorry, I don't know—" 

"Bye!" You rush out of those doors, not looking back.

Well, that was certainly odd, you think. Leon has never touched you before. It seems that he wanted to tell you something, but at the same time, he was waiting for you to say something? When you get to work ten minutes later, the cup still warm in your hands, you search for Sabrina, not finding her. Gabriel, your other co-worker, explains she is sick.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Nasty flu."

"Oh, okay. I will message her later then."

You look at the cup in your hands to her empty table before asking Gabriel.

"Hey, do you want some coffee?"

"Free? Don't mind if I do! What has on it?"

"I guess coffee, milk, cinnamon? I don't really know."

"You don't know?" Gabriel asks, grabbing the cup from you. "You don't know what is in your cup? Here, let me smell it, I have an excellent sense of smell." He opens the lid to smell it and exclaims, "Awn, this is cute."

"What?"

"The heart."

"What heart?"

Gabriel carefully gets the cup to show you a heart drawing on top. You want to hit yourself in the head; is that what Leon has been doing? That's why he held your hand this morning to show the heart? No, it couldn't be. When Gabriel starts taking the cup to his mouth, you pull the cup back, placing the lid.

"Sorry, Gabriel, gotta go! I will return with another one!"

You rush back to the store, holding the cup firmly. Maybe, just maybe, Leon has been drawing those for you only, and you always close the lid? Maybe this is what he was trying to tell you this morning. What if Leon draws a heart for everyone? Shouldn't you be paying for that? What if—? No, no time to think of that. Perhaps this is your chance. You enter the shop, gasping for air. Ashley is nowhere around, and Leon is dusting around the table. When he sees you, his brows furrow, but he doesn't hesitate to get close to you.

"Are you okay? Something wrong?" Leon sounds concerned, his eyes scanning you.

You try to speak, still catching your breath. You pull the lid, triumphant.

"What does this mean?" 

When you two look at the cup, the drawing is gone. There is just a mess of brown liquid, smelling like vanilla and cinnamon. You can't believe it. You turn to Leon, pointing at the cup and him, your mouth opening and closing.

"Have you been drawing hearts in my cup this whole time?"

"I have." He admits, blushing. 

"Thanks?" Jeez, you couldn't come with something better. Leon nods as if understanding before starting to turn away. "No, wait, please, I mean, I like them. A lot."

His face lights up, and you wonder how someone can look so adorable. It is so unfair for you poor heart.

"Tha-that's good, then. I was wondering when you would see them."

"Well, 'cause the lady who drinks my coffee doesn't open the cups!" You try to explain to him, biting your tongue. Leon waits, confused. "Yeah, I don't like coffee," You finally confess your secret somberly, like a sinner talking to a priest.

"So wait. You don't like coffee and keep ordering it? Why?"

Well, now it is your turn to feel your face burning. Realization passes through Leon's face, and he starts stuttering something before three older ladies walk in, going directly to the cashier. He grabs your cup, his heart thumping as he rushes to write something. When Leon gives you back, you see his number written in black ink.

"Ca-can we discuss this better later tonight? If you want to, of course," Leon asks. You nod. "Then you can tell me all about your hate for coffee."

"I would love to."

[lavellenchanted]

Hi and happy new year! About the touches ask game, if you're ever inspired to do "12. possessive hand-holding" or "43. raising the other’s hand to their lips to kiss it softly" with Japril, I'll be seated. Good luck with the writing and the WIPs! :)

HIIII thank you very much for sending this and for being patient🩷But can I interest you in a combination of BOTH because WHY NOT.

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"Hey, sorry I'm late -"

The words fade on Jackson's tongue as he hurries down the steps to the Foundation's foyer, because April hasn't even noticed him. She's chatting with someone near the door - a man, who has his back turned towards Jackson, so it's difficult to say whether or not he knows him, but he's tall, dark-haired and broad shoulders, and as April laughs something clenches and twists in Jackson's gut because all he can see is Matthew.

It's not him, Jackson tells himself sternly. For one thing Matthew's several states away, and for another he and April have hardly spoken since their divorce was finalised so even if he was here April would be chatting or freely or easily.

But still for a moment Jackson is thrown back to Grey-Sloan, to watching April fall for a handsome paramedic who was everything she's been wanting since she was thirteen years old, to feeling jealousy dig its jagged, burning claws into him and to the slow, terrible realisation that he might lose the best thing that had ever happened to him.

Of course, he'd managed to lose her anyway and his world has felt so hollow since. Until these last few months, together in Boston. Thinking maybe they were getting a fresh start.

Which is perhaps why he doesn't stop to think before striding over to join April and whoever she's talking to.

"Hey, there you are." He slides his hand into hers deliberately, not looking at her companion, and laces their fingers together. "Sorry, I'm late - got pulled into a surgery earlier, so I had to push a meeting back."

April looks faintly bemused, glancing down at their hands and then back at him, but smiles anyway. "That's okay, I wasn't waiting long. Jackson, this is Martin Bennett."

Finally, Jackson looks at the man she's talking to.

Not Matthew - something in him eases just fractionally to know it - but somehow still similar enough to him that the clawing feeling in Jackson's gut remains. A few years older than them, if he hand to guess; there are some lines around his eyes, and some grey in his hair this close, but still handsome.

"Oh, hey. It's nice to meet you. I'm Jackson Avery." Since he's still holding April's hand with his right, he offers his left for a shake instead. His smile is maybe a little strained, but he keeps his voice light.

Martin, to his credit, doesn't react, but reaches out his own left hand and shakes Jackson's firmly. In a strong Boston accent he replied, "Good to meet you - I've heard a lot about you."

"You have?"

"Martin goes to the church I was telling you about," April explained. "I just told him a bit about how we came to Boston."

"Yeah," Martin nods. "She told me you guys were doctors, but I didn't realised you work here or that you're, you know, an Avery - I was so surprised when I saw her just now."

Jackson glances between them. "You work here, too?"

"In the IT department. Probably why we've not bumped into each other before."

He smiles. Jackson tries to offer one in return, but his insides are sinking. If he's in their IT department then he'll be around all the time, even more than Matthew was as a paramedic. He'll be running in April, maybe purposefully seeking her out . . .

Jackson's grip on April's hand tightens.

"Oh yeah?" he manages to say to Martin, and realises his voice must sound a little off when April flicks him a glance. "Then I guess I should thank you for keeping things running round here."

"Ah, I'm hardly the the only guy in the department. But if you wanted to give me a raise, I wouldn't object."

Jackson chuckles, but his heart isn't in it. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Well anyway, I ought to go."

He tries not to look too pleased. "Oh, sure, I didn't meant to keep you."

"No, no, you didn't," Martin shakes his head. "But, I said I'd pick my wife up from work so I should really get a move on."

His wife?

"Of course, don't keep Nicole waiting," April says, smiling brightly and throwing Jackson another sidelong glance that can only be described as amused. "Tell her I said hi, and I'll give her a call about arranging a playdate for the girls."

The girls?

"Sounds great. See you at church on Sunday - and nice to meet you, Jackson."

Martin lifts a hand in a wave and starts heading out of the building before Jackson can bring his own up in response.

For a moment, he and April stand in silence and he can feel her looking at him. Knows she's wearing that unimpressed, exasperated, but also quietly amused expression, that says without her having to say anything that she thinks he's done something stupid.

Which, in fairness, it's starting to feel like he has.

Slowly, he turns to look at her and she quirks an eyebrow up.

"Did you not remember me mentioning them? Martin and Nicole? Their daughter Poppy's the same age as Harriet?"

"Now that you say it, I think I do remember something about that."

"Mm-hmmmm." April swings their still joined hands up. "So what was this about?"

"I . . . "

He trails off, wondering what he can possibly say that doesn't make him sound terrible. Finally he sighs, his shoulders slumping, and lifts his free hand to pinch the bridge of his nose before admitting, "When I came down the stairs, I thought for a moment you were talking to Matthew."

"Matthew?"

"He kinda looks like him from behind. And then I just . . ."

April's expression softens into a more sympathetic one. "You felt jealous?"

"Jealous. Annoyed. Worried. I know, I know, it's stupid." He shakes his head, frustrated with himself now that his head's a little clearer.

"It's not stupid. Well, maybe a little, but it's also not," April says gently. "We've been through so much, and hurt each other so many times, I think we're bound to be . . . sensitive. We're still figuring out being a couple again. But we have to trust each other. I promise you, I'm in this for good, Jackson. I love you."

Her words wash over him, warm and soothing, a balm that finally settles the churning in his stomach and makes his heart fill with so much tenderness he feels like he's overflowing with it.

Bringing her hand up against his brushes his lips against her fingers, a thank you and an apology and a promise all at once.

"I know. And so am I. I love you, too."

She squeezes his hand. "I'm glad you told me the truth. As long as we keep talking to each other, we'll make it through."

That had always been their worst failing, and he nods in agreement. "Yeah, yeah, you're right."

"Okay, then. Come on, let's go home."

They start towards the door, still hand in hand.

"So . . . do you think I made the absolute worst impression on Martin right now?"

"Not the absolute worst," April says, then adds with a grin, "But it probably wouldn't hurt to give him that raise."

[damiansgoodgirll]

Hello, I came across your post for Damian Priest requests, and thought I'd drop by and make one.

If it isn't too much trouble, can you do Damian Priest being protective of the reader after they were injured? The reader nicknames him Harbinger of Doom in response to a nickname he calls the reader. Angst/Fluff. (I'm a sucker for a fluffy ending). It doesn't matter which version of Priesty it is. He's awesome through it all lol.

damian priest x reader

i’m so sorry i had no idea of how to use the nickname :(( i hope you like it anyway!

nothing to prove

being the youngest and the last member of the judgment day had its pros a cons. you loved how everyone cared about you, especially a cute guy named damian. you and him bonded immediately and even if it started as a simple and cute friendship, everyone knew that you were in love with him.

and everyone knew that he was in love with you.

you were the official couple in the squad, making the fans going crazy everytime you teased each other on live television.

the constant flirting and stolen kisses were enough for the fans to start calling you “mom and dad” and even if it seemed a little weird at first you ended up loving it.

but despite everyone loving you, you started to hate how they all became protective of you. you didn’t matter damian or rhea - mostly damian - throwing a tantrum everytime you got slightly injured, it was cute how he was protecting you but overtime you got bored and even if you told him that, he never stopped doing so.

one special night turned to be a living nightmare.

you were so happy to have your own match against zoey stark. you two were friends but you knew how she could get everytime she was wrestling. she would be brutal and she wouldn’t care if she played dirty, as long as she gets the win, everything is fine to her.

and that’s what she did.

it wasn’t supposed to go like that, you were supposed to win, it was an easy match but of course she played dirty and she slightly injured your back. but the constant hits on your shoulders and back made it hurt more that you could barely stand. you just wanted the match to end so you rapidly tap out, just to end everything.

you were in too much pain that you didn’t even hear rhea attacking zoey and damian kneeling in front of inside the ring.

“you’re crazy!” you slightly heard rhea yelling “i’m gonna make you pay for this” and you knew she wasn’t kidding. she was your best friend and even if that was all a play, you were injured for rhea and that was something she couldn’t forgive.

“mi amor are you okay? estas bien?” damian asked in a whisper.

your back was killing you and your head was spinning. even the fans realised something was wrong when they saw how you couldn’t even move nor stand.

you only felt damian scooping you up in his arms and taking you to get checked. your head was hurting and when damian laid you on the bed you drifted off. tired and in pain.

when you regain consciousness you watched in the small tv inside the locker room how rhea was attacking zoey and how damian was doing nothing to stop her.

referees were trying to stop her but they couldn’t get her away from zoey. damian was laughing and teasing her in spanish.

you didn’t want that to happen. you knew zoey overstepped but that was your business, not theirs. damian was only protecting you but he was acting crazy and you couldn’t handle it anymore so you violently turned off the tv and threw the remote somewhere in the room.

you waited patiently for their feud to be over so you could talk to damian - no, so you could scream at damian for his childish behaviour.

he definitely didn’t expect to see you awake but what he also didn’t expect was to see your pissed look.

“are you okay hermosa?” he slowly started walking towards the couch you decided to sit on.

“don’t come closer damian…”

“what? are you okay?” he asked a little worried.

“you gotta explain why you went all crazy on zoey…that was none of your business” you said. you were clearly still in pain and having a fight right now wasn’t the greatest idea you ever had but you needed to speak with him.

“why? the way your face looks in pain is the reason i went all crazy on her…” he tried to keep his tone low, as he hated fighting with you.

“i know but that wasn’t your business…i could have handled her”

“oh, could you ?” he said back probably too fast.

that was low, even for him.

“i didn’t mean it like that…” he immediately apologised but if you were pissed before, now you were completely mad.

“you know what? i can handle her and i can handle myself, i have nothing to prove, especially not to you damian so if you think i’m not good enough, you can leave…” you knew you were hurting him but his words already hurt you.

“i get it, you’re mad…you’re mad because i overstepped and i shouldn’t have…but i was here backstage watching you crying in pain and knowing that i couldn’t do anything for you was killing me. it took everything in rhea’s power to hold me back from running to you when she first hit your back, knowing that she shouldn’t have…” he started explaining himself and truth be told, you couldn’t stay mad at him for longer than 10 minutes “…i was scared when i saw you almost paralyzed inside the ring…and everything i told her was because she deserved it, i don’t care if she’s your friend, she shouldn’t have done that, so yeah maybe i’m too protective of you but it’s because i love you and i can’t fucking stand seeing you hurt and in pain” he slowly knelt in front of you, taking your hands into his bigger ones “i know you can handle yourself and you proved it so many times now, but if there’s a way i can protect you from getting hurt, i might get hurt from trying princess…” he whispered, bringing your hands to his lips.

you even forgot why you were mad in the first place “you would really get hurt for me?”

“i would take a hundred of bullets for you, i gotta protect what’s mine…” he slowly teased you.

“so i’m yours…”

“from the moment i saw you in the gym training with rhea” he helped you standing up “now…we’re gonna get you checked one more time and when you’re all clear to go, i’m gonna take you back to the hotel and we’re gonna have a very nice and cozy night in…just me and you” he proposed and you nodded.

happy that someone was there to take care of you, and that the person was damian himself.

[decorativetrashbag]

sanji slow dancing with his spouse in the kitchen while their daughter giggles from the table <3

What a classic prompt, slow dances in the kitchen are just 🤌🏻 chefs kiss. I'll take a crack at it and try my best. It's a little short, but honestly, I tried to throw in Sanji, calling their daughter as many food nicknames as possible 💛🩵

You watched with humor as your husband tried to feed your daughter the food he had made. Of course, one of the best cooks in the East Blue, possibly the world, was trying to get your daughter, who was barely one, to eat this 5-star meal. 'Gotta make sure her food appreciation starts young!' Sanji had always explained. This time, he was trying to get her to eat the fried rice he'd always made for you. She was a little more interested in making a mess. Sanji was always patient, though.

"Come on sweet pea, just try a little," the blonde said, offering another baby spoonful. She took the spoon and dumped it on the tray of her high chair, to which Sanji chuckled in defeat.

"Alright, I'll have to keep trying with her," he said, taking a spoonful for himself. You chuckled and stood up, taking your empty plate with you as you tussled your daughter's blonde hair.

"You're doing a great job otherwise," you say, walking around behind Sanji, picking up empty dishes in front of him and pecking his cheek as you did.

"Thank you dear, I try," he swooned a little at your praise. You smiled as you walked over and set dishes in the sink, beginning to wash them.

"Oh, darling you don't have to wash those, I'll do it," he insisted, picking up the rest of the dishes.

"Sanji, you cooked, it's only fair that I clean," you protested. Before you could make another rebuttal, Sanji came up behind you and put the dishes he grabbed in the sink and pulled your hands away from them.

"Nonsense, Princess," he purred gently, making you blush as he twirled you around to face him, "You do so much already, it's the least I could do."

"Love, I am capable," you said, but he just shushed you, interlacing his fingers with his and putting his other hand on your waist, pulling you in close.

"I know, but you deserve a break." He said as you melted at his touch, putting your free hand on his shoulder. Music was still gently playing from the Transponder Snail on the kitchen counter, and you and Sanji began to absentmindedly sway to it.

"See? Isn't that nice?" Your husband smiled, raising a curly q brow.

"Alright, it is pretty nice," you admitted as the two of you slowly danced in your own kitchen. It had been a while since the two of you had danced in the kitchen, but that was way back when there was just the two of you. Sanji would teach you how to cook a dish before it turned into a playful little food fight. He used to sit you on the counter and get lost in your eyes while the two of you talked, or he’d forget he was cooking cause he was too focused on kissing you. Even with your daughter now added to your little family, Sanji was still very romantic with you.

“I'm pretty sure I’ve heard this song before,” You mumbled, head now laid on his chest.

“Me too, I think it was from when I first came over and treated you to dinner,” Sanji said, with a smile. “I remember it like it was yesterday..”

"Yeah… I still could've done dishes," you teased, looking up at him as he looked at you with a smile.

"Nonsense, I don't want you lifting a finger," he purred, slowly twirling you and pulling you back and down for a dip.

"Sanji!!" You squealed with a giggle as he planted kisses on your cheek. Your daughter began to giggle too, clapping her life hands at seeing her parents so happy with one another.

"See? My little creme brulee agrees," he laughed, pulling you up from the dip and back to facing him.

"As long as you're offering," you half joked as the two of you looked at your daughter, who was still giggling at the two of you.

“I am! You relax, I’ll keep an eye on our sugar cube,” He smiled, turning your chin towards him and giving you a soft kiss.

“I love you,” You sighed, you told him all the time, but you meant it like when you first told him.

“I love you too,” He grinned

[bgyuus]

hear me out... gf who likes to read and always go to the local bookstore for books and her bf who knows nothing about novels yada yada but still accompanies her quietly and patiently.

got the idea based on a tiktok vid i found yesterday. pairings! shidou ryusei x y/n because he defo doesn't read novels. pure fluff with a goofy and a bit ooc shidou?

"nah y/n, i'm so bored can we go do something together, pleaseeeee?"

shidou whined. you laughed at his childish behaviour. who would've thought this big, scary looking man could act like a total baby. and the best thing about that is that he only acts like this around you and you only.

"where you off to, pretty?" he asked as he sits up on the couch, head tilting to the side with a quizzical look on his face. "to the bookstore. i heard that they have restocked (fav author)'s most latest release!" you said excitedly.

you immediately laughed when you saw how blanked your boyfriend looked. "it's okay if you don't want to go with me though, it'll be a really quick trip-"

"I WANT TO GO WITH YOU!"

shidou immediately changed into his proper clothes in a speed of light. 5 minutes later, you both were already heading down the stairs of your shared apartment, on your way to the nearest bookstore. "you're just making an excuse to spend time with me, don't you?" you side eyed him jokingly.

the taller man laughed. "nah, wanted to tag along so that i can protect my little insect here." you gasped at the nickname. "excuse me, you're the one who's the insect! you and your antenna like hair!" you shoved him playfully as you crossed the road hand-in-hand. "hey now, don't make fun of my hair or you'll be getting sting tonight," he said in a low voice, instantly knowing what he meant. "NOOOO SHUT UP RYUSEI!"

minutes later after walking, you finally reached your desired bookstore. you rushed in, forgetting about your boyfriend who panicked and tried to catch up to you. "let me carry the basket for you, m'lady," he offered as he took the basket from your hands. you smiled as you continued to browse for your favourite author's works. "ohh they're all here oh my god!" you squealed as you put them down into the basket. shidou quietly follows you around the store, not saying a word as he admired how the stars shined in your eyes whenever you saw a novel that fits to your liking.

"do you want anything, ryu? a volume of your favourite manga perhaps?" you asked. to be honest, you felt bad that he has to accompany you to do something that he isn't fond of. "hm? oh, no need i'm good," he said, blandly. you flinched a bit at his tone of voice. is he mad? is he starting to get bored of me? your thoughts ran through your mind as your eyes started to drop to look to the floor.

shidou noticed this of course. as your boyfriend of nearly a year, he'd notice these sudden change of expressions in you. "hey hey, don't be like that. i was quiet the whole time not because i felt bored or anything. i enjoyed seeing you happy and being yourself in your own space that's all. i would never get bored of you," he explained calmly, as he cupped your cheeks. "aww, come 'ere, there's no need to cry now. i'll never leave your side, my love," shidou pulled you into a hug, patting your head along the process. "thanks ryusei," you smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek. you were so grateful to have a boyfriend like him <3

[girls-alias]

Have A Little Faith - Dean Winchester P3

Title: Have A Little Faith - Dean Winchester Part 3

Words:

Relations: Dean Winchester X Reader

TW: SPOILERS S1E12

Prompt:

Follows Faith Episode. Season 1 Episode 12.

Part 2

I pulled up to the motel and helped Dean to the door of Sammy's room. He knocked before Sammy opened it and let us in. "What the hell are you doing here?" Sammy asked, happy to see Dean again. He even smiled at me as I helped Dean take a seat.

"I checked myself out, I checked her out too," Dean replied trying to seem tough.

"You've been doing that since we met," I chuckled making Dean smile.

"Are you crazy?" Sammy asked Dean showing his concern.

"I'm not going to die in a hospital when I can just bring my hot nurse with me," He gestured to me making me scoff.

"You know this whole 'I laugh in the face of death thing, It's crap, I can see right through it," Sammy added making me smirk.

"Yeah whatever dude," Dean shrugged him off.

"Alright, so I guess I should be going." I piped up.

"Wow, wow wow." Dean stopped me. "Your shift isn't over, you're still my nurse," Dean smirked at me.

"I'm not your nurse," I rolled my eyes with a laugh.

"Would you like to be?" He added suggestively making me laugh. "Aw come on, you were the one to convince me to leave and now you're going back?" He questioned. I shook my head. Dean had an idea. "You're going to walk away from a dying man? denying him of the help he needs," He asked giving me a guilt trip.

"You suck, Dean." I gave in making him smile. I walked over and took a seat beside him. "Is that okay?" I asked Sammy.

"I guess so, I'm Sam," He added. I smiled and shook his hand.

"I'm Y/N," I replied softly.

"Yeah, so I've been scouring the internet and calling all the contacts in Dad's journal," He informed Dean.

"For what?" Dean asked adjusting his sitting position.

"For what'd help you," Dean scoffed but Sam was serious. "One of Dad's friends, Joshua, called me back, heard about a guy in Nebraska, a specialist." Sam was adamant that Dean could be saved and it was something I needed.

"You're not going to let me die in peace, are you?" Dean added making me giggle.

"I'm not gonna let you die, period," I smirked at this. "We're going,"

"Alright whatever, but first we sleep." Dean shrugged. "Y/N's sharing a bed with me in case I get cold," Dean cheekily added.

"I will not, Y/N is sleeping on the floor," I replied in the first and third person making Sam chuckle.

"You're going to deprive your patient of warmth and comfort?" He added acting shocked. I pretended to think about it.

"Yep," I quickly added making Sam laugh. Sam got up and went to the bathroom.

"I promise I won't do anything, just please stay in the bed with me. I don't want you being in pain on the floor and it would help to have you beside me if I need you to help me with the bathroom or something?" Dean explained in a concerned yet helpless tone. It was easy to see that he didn't want Sam to see how dependent he now was on me.

"Okay," I replied softly making him smile.

"You won't regret it," He added.

"I think I will," I commented with a chuckle making him slightly laugh. Sam came out of the bathroom and saw us both smiling.

"I thought you would have resisted him longer than that," Sam joked making me laugh.

"Me too but it's those eyes," I added with a laugh. Of course, I had noticed the angelic eyes of the angelic man. His green eyes are so precious and perfect yet the rest of him is roughed and handsome. It must be true what they say about the eyes being a window to the soul.

"Oh, so it's my eyes that you like?" Dean questioned with a smirk.

"Shut it, you've made two comments about my butt today and it's only 2 so you can't say anything," I retorted making Sam laugh.

"I like her," Sam chuckled referring to me. I looked at him confused but I still had a smile on my face. "I like anyone who can shut my brother up," He added. I was a little shocked to find out they were brothers but now that he mentions it I can see some similarities.

"You can wear one of my shirts to bed, my bag's just on you're left," Dean commented on changing the subject. I looked over to see a duffle bag on the floor I picked it up and put it between Dean and me. I pulled the handles away from each other and as the bag wasn't zipped up I saw a gun inside. I saw the guys share a glance.

"Nice, a double-barreled shotgun," I commented pulling it out of the bag. "It has a nice grip to it but it feels a little lopsided. Have you changed the choke?" I asked quickly from the concealed love I have for guns.

"You know guns?" Sam asked impressed.

"Damn, she's hot," Dean unknowingly slipped out but I chose to ignore it.

"Yeah, I got into them after my dad showed me his handgun collection," I shrugged and both of the guys looked impressed.

"If I live through this, I'm keeping you," Dean added making me laugh.

"Maybe I'll have to make sure that doesn't happen then," I said and handed him the gun making him smirk. I will admit I'm teasing him and playing hard to get but with a face, body, eyes, attitude and smirk like his you know he can get whatever he wants anyway. Dean put the gun aside and went into his bag. He pulled out a plain grey shirt and handed it to me before pulling out clothes for himself. I got up and offered him my hand. He took it and I helped him to the bathroom. I led him inside but before I left he smirked at me.

"You're not going to help me change?" He asked still smirking.

"I can't but I can ask the nurse Sammy if you'd like?" I teased so he glared at me. I walked out but stayed standing by the door in case I heard Dean struggling. I heard Dean groaning in pain quite a few times and I couldn't bear it. I lightly knocked on the door.

"Are you okay?" I asked but heard no reply. I slowly opened the door and stepped inside. Dean was sitting on the lid of the toilet with his head in his hands in just his boxers. I looked at him sadly. I got in front of him and knelt. I put my hands on his knees to assure him.

"I'll be okay," He softly spoke and you could hear so much pain in his voice. More than usual.

"Come on, I'll help you get dressed." I shrugged but he sighed.

"You shouldn't have to," He started.

"Hey, I'm your nurse now remember, I have to look after you," I added. Dean now looked at me and his eyes peered into my soul. He looked so glad but so grateful at the same time. I grabbed his PJ bottoms from the side and scrunched them to the floor so Dean just had to carefully place his feet inside. Once we did that, I stood and offered Dean my hand. I helped him up and smiled at him and I blushed at the height difference.

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[ali-anne-undertale-stoof]

I'm sorry this one took so long! Procrastination was a nightmare! Anyway, here's chapter 16!

Second half

Chapter 16: Once Every Sentry

Dark, darker, yet darker.

There was nothing else here. Just dark. But to Sans, the darkness was quite peaceful.

He didn't mind floating through a dark, endless void. After all, despite the location, he was safe. Comfortable. He could float around here for hours.

How did he get here? Sans didn't know. Sans didn't care. He just mindlessly floated through the endless, oblivious to the passage of time.

If this was how he was gonna go out, then he'd be very happy.

Until he opened his eyes and found himself in the living room with an overly excited Papyrus yelling at him.

"SANS SANS SANS SANS SANS!!!!!! OH GOOD, YOU'RE AWAKE!!!"

Sans felt his body protest, yelling at him to go back to sleep. He groaned and rubbed his eye sockets before addressing his overly excited brother.

"sup, bro?"

"I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S 'SUP', BROTHER!!!" Ooh, boy. Papyrus was bouncing up and down, flapping his arms. Something exciting must have happened. He started blabbering at the speed of sound. "SO ON MY WAY HOME FROM OUR LITTLE SHIFT YESTERDAY I MET THIS CHILD WHO KEPT FALLING OVER AND THEY AGREED WITH ME ABOUT HOW COOL THE ROYAL GUARD WAS AND THAT GAVE ME AN IDEA TO JOIN THE ROYAL GUARD MYSELF!!! SO I WENT OVER TO THE CAPTAIN'S HOUSE, HER NAME IS UNDYNE BY THE WAY, AND ASKED HER IF I COULD BE A ROYAL GUARD BUT SHE SLAMMED THE DOOR ON ME HOWEVER I KNEW IT WAS A TEST SO I WAITED PATIENTLY FOR HOURS UNTIL SHE CAME OUT AGAIN AND THEN SHE ASKED ME SOME QUESTIONS AND WE FOUGHT TO TEST MY SKILLS AND NOW SHE'S TAKEN ME UNDER HER WING AND-"

God, this was WAY too much energy for Sans to deal with right now. Could he please go back to the endless void? Actually, that didn't sound like a bad idea. Slowly, Sans' eye sockets drifted shut...

But not for long.

"HEY!!! DON'T FALL ASLEEP WHILE I'M EXPLAINING!!! THAT'S SO RUDE!!! UGH!!!"

Sans' eyes sprung open. Well, that plan wasn't happening any time soon. He just had to watch Papyrus excitedly pace up and down, flap his arms and blabber on. An endeared smile steadily crawled onto Sans' face as he watched his brother, his desire for sleep forgotten.

"SHE BROUGHT ME INSIDE AND WE HAD A CHAT ABOUT SENTRY WORK, SO I'M A SENTRY NOW!!! I KNOW, SANS, YOU'RE SUPER PROUD OF ME AND I'M THE BEST AND THE COOLEST, YES, I KNOW, BUT THAT'S NOT ALL!!!"

"oh, really?" Sans chuckled. "what else do you have to say?"

It was then that Papyrus turned to Sans with a bright grin on his face.

"YOU'RE GOING TO BE WORKING WITH ME!!!"

Sans' amused smile immediately dropped to a shocked one. "what?"

"YOU HEARD ME!!! I PUT IN A WORD WITH UNDYNE! SO NOW, WE CAN WORK TOGETHER, JUST LIKE HOW WE TALKED ABOUT!!!" Papyrus laughed and puffed out his chest in pride, unaware of the dread he just triggered in his brother. "NOW WE WON'T BE APART AGAIN!!! ISN'T THAT AMAZING?! AM I NOT AMAZING?! NYEH HEH HEH HEH!!!"

It was amazing. It was amazing that Papyrus was able to do all that literally overnight. But at the same time, it was all so sudden too. Sans was comfortable with the routine he managed to set up. Sure, it led to exhaustion more often than not, but at least Sans knew what he was doing. This should be exciting for him. Look! Papyrus just got him a stable job! Shouldn't he be happy?! He can work alongside his favourite person in the world! He should just quit all his jobs right then and there! But what about all those other people he took odd jobs for? How would they do without him? They'll be fine, he's sure of that, but would they be sad that he won't be able to help them anymore? How much did they really depend on him? Will he still be able to do his hot dog stand?! What about Grillby's?! What about the shows he had booked?! Did he have to cancel all of that?! But at the same time, if he let on to just how he actually felt about what Papyrus did, would he disappoint him too? Poor Papyrus is so lonely, he needed him, he knew he needed him! He just got so used to having so many jobs, it felt like the only way to remain financially stable, and now... Shouldn't he be happy?! Come on, Sans! React normally! React normally react normally don't just stare at him be normal be noRMAL BE NORMAL BE NORMAL BE NORMAL WHY ARE YOU SITTING THERE JUST BE NORMAL YOU STUPID PIECE OF-

Papyrus stared. That look on Sans' face. It screamed a thousand words. One of those being shock. Another... excitement! He must be so excited about working with Papyrus that he froze! That's the only logical explanation for why he was staring at him with empty black eye sockets!

"I UNDERSTAND, BROTHER! YOU'RE SO EXCITED TO WORK WITH ME THAT YOU CANNOT EVEN SPEAK! IT'S A GOOD THING I SPEAK SANS, OTHERWISE YOU WOULD BE COMPLETELY UNREADABLE!!! NYEH HEH HEH!!!"

Not one of Sans' bones twitched.

"ANYWAY, I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO WORKING WITH YOU, BROTHER!!! CLEAR YOUR SCHEDULE BECAUSE WE START TOMORROW AT NINE! DON'T BE LATE!"

And with that, Papyrus strided upstairs. Oh, how exciting this will be! Sans and Papyrus, together forever, just like they promised so long ago!

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If the weather changed underground, then the next day would have been the equivalent of a chilly, but cloudless sunny day. The snow was calm, steady and peaceful, with the only sounds coming from the crunch underneath Papyrus' and Undyne's boots. Undyne was carrying out the standard procedure of guiding new sentries to their stations. Where was Sans, though? Ugh, he must be late. Of course.

Papyrus briefly wondered why Undyne was so wrapped up. Did she really need all those jackets? That's when he remembered that fish monsters are cold-blooded. Of course!

"UNDYNE?" Papyrus wondered. "WHY ARE WE GOING SO FAR INTO THE WOODS? I THOUGHT YOU WERE ESCORTING ME TO MY SENTRY STATION."

"I am, Papyrus!" Undyne huffed. "Your sentry station is just far out here because we need someone on the frontlines in case a human comes. And well, in terms of newbies..." A proud grin. "You're the toughest I've seen yet! I'm sure you'll do great!"

Papyrus lit up. "REALLY?"

"Hell yeah! So don't you worry about a thing!"

As they finally approached the area, a lonely sentry station entered their sight. It was nothing special, just a simple sentry station in a little clearing leading deeper into the forest. How this counted as the frontlines, Papyrus had no idea. He did know one thing, though...

"Alright, you know what you're doing? Fuhuhuhu! Of course you do! Go get 'em, Papyrus."

He was going to make Undyne proud.

After Undyne left, Papyrus took a moment to get used to his surroundings. There was hardly anything here but woodland, but as the attentive soon-to-be Royal Guard that he is, Papyrus made sure to analyse and memorise every nook, every cranny, every tree and every little snowflake around here. He needed to keep constant watch. He had to be prepared! He had to have... have...

His brother.

"SANS!!!" Papyrus beamed as he spotted his brother walk down the trail, looking around and taking in the calm atmosphere.

Sans was all wrapped up, despite not needing to be. Large grey jacket, a bright pink hat that somehow managed to fit on his giant head, his blue and yellow scarf and white gloves. Meanwhile, there Papyrus was in his pink crop top and bright blue jean shorts, albeit with his large red boots that Sans found in the dump. He'd been wearing them nonstop since the day he was given them!

Excited, Papyrus sprinted towards Sans. "YOU'RE HERE!!!" Wait a minute... "YOU'RE LATE!!!"

"yeah. sorry, bro. i got lost."

"HOW DID YOU GET LOST ON YOUR FIRST DAY?!"

"i dunno where my sentry station is."

"ISN'T UNDYNE SUPPOSED TO..."

Wait. What if Sans had a different sentry station to here? Then they'd be separated again! The whole point of this was so they could work together!

After noting Sans' confused shrug, Papyrus decided to switch gears. His annoyed frown shifted into a proud smile.

"WELL, LUCKY FOR YOU, I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE FIGURED IT OUT FOR YOU!!!"

Sans raised a bonebrow. "really?"

"YES!!! YOU'LL BE WORKING HERE, WITH ME!!!"

Please buy it, please buy it, please buy it...

"are you sure?"

"YES!"

"i'm just sayin', i've never heard of two sentries working at one station. shouldn't undyne be spreadin' 'em out or..."

"W-WELL, UM, YOU SEE, WE'RE AT THE FRONTLINES, AND FRONTLINES NEED MORE PEOPLE TO DEFEND THE BACKLINES AND THE SIDELINES, AND THE MEAGER LINES, WHICH IS SNOWDIN."

"are you saying snowdin's meager?" Oh, that smirk.

Papyrus huffed in response. "ABSOLUTELY NOT! YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, SANS!!! WE'RE WORKING AT THE SAME STATION, AND THAT'S THAT!!!"

Sans won't lie, all of this was making him questions whether he's a real sentry at all. He was trying not to think of the consequences of quitting all his jobs, only to find out that he actually wasn't a sentry, and he actually made them lose money in the process, but Papyrus can be trusted, right? Yeah, he can, so he shouldn't worry about it. Don't worry. Don't think. Just don't think at all, it's fine, it's fine.

Sans wondered if burying his head in the snow would be a reasonable response to all of this.

But then again... Working together would mean Sans would have all the time in the world to get under Papyrus' skin- er, so to speak. Yeah. Yeah! He just needed to stop worrying about the change and go with the flow, just like he always did! He's got this! He's got this!

"okay, bro. we're working at the same station, i gotcha loud and clear."

Wowie... Papyrus could finally release that breath. Gosh, that felt so good.

"WELL, THEN..." Perking up again, Papyrus took the liberty to march over to his... THEIR... sentry station. "THERE'S NO TIME TO WASTE, SANS! WE NEED TO STAND GUARD! CAPTAIN'S ORDERS, AFTER ALL!"

"yup. captain's orders." Sans chuckled to himself as he followed behind him.

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Hup, two, three, four! Hup, two, three, four!

Up up, down down went the Papyrus. He's seen old war films! He knew how people manned their stations! Of course, those old war films were cartoons featuring anthropomorphic animal monsters, but surely they were based on real life, right? Right!

Frustratingly, Sans didn't seem to have the same idea. He was completely slumped over the desk, practically deflated like an old balloon from a sad, lonely birthday party. Not that Papyrus was ever alone on his birthday, of course, considering the fact that he has to share it.

"SANS!" Papyrus didn't cease his march as he addressed the issue. "DON'T JUST SIT THERE! WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE GUARDING THE STATION, NOT LAUNDERING AROUND!"

Sans did nothing but moan. "but it's so boring..."

"WELL, FIND A WAY TO MAKE IT MORE INTERESTING!"

Sans just moaned again. With a frustrated scoff, Papyrus decided to just continue his march.

Hup, two, three, four! Hup, two, three, four! Hup, two- SPLAT!

"EEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Papyrus screeched as the cold wet substance slid down his crop top. "SANS!!!! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!!!!!! PREPARE YOUR FIGHTING STANCE!!!!!!"

He reflexively summoned two large bone attacks and twired them around like batons, all the while posing and moving like a ninja. This was a serious matter, but to Papyrus' frustration and dismay, all he could hear from his brother was wheezing laughter. Sans was always soft-spoken, to the point where even his hysterical laughter was near-silent. Even so, it annoyed Papyrus to no end.

"SANS!!! DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?! WE ARE! UNDER! ATTA-" SPLAT! "AAAAAIIIIIEEEEE!!!!!"

Sans outright wheezed out a barely cohesive sentence. "oh my god... bro... you... haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." Unable to sit upright, Sans slammed both his head and his hand down on the desk.

Meanwhile, Papyrus whipped the remaining snow off his face. "SEE?! SOMEONE'S PELTING US WITH SNOWBALLS! IT MUST BE A... A..." His voice trailed off amidst his hysterical brother's laughter, for he had finally figured out who was actually behind the snowballs.

Right there, behind Sans, was a pile of snowballs, ready to be thrown. One was even hovering in mid-air thanks to Sans' magic.

Fine. If that's how he'll play. Then Papyrus will play.

Using Sans' hysterical state to his advantage, Papyrus used his own gravity magic to whip out a giant snowball and practically bury him inside of it. And just like magic (literally), Sans' laughter ceased to be.

"HA! YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD TRICK ME FOR LONG, DIDN'T YOU?! I'M ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD OF YOU, SANS!! YOU NEED TO REMEMBER THAT!!! THERE'S NOTHING THE GREAT PAPYRUS CANNOT OUTWIT!! NYEH HEH HEH!!!"

At this point, the only trace of Sans one could see were his large eye sockets, filled with surprise, humour, and funnily enough, admiration.

"welp, you got me."

"I SURE DID! NYEH HEH HEH!!!" Prouder than ever, Papyrus continued with his march.

Hup, two, three four!

He was so invested in his march that he didn't notice Sans blipping in and out for half a second.

Hup, two, three, four! Hup (PRRT) two (PRRT) three (PRRT) four! (PRRRRT!)

Papyrus stopped in his tracks. Why.

He looked under his boot, only to find a whoopie cushion hastily taped onto the soles. How was that even possible?!?!

"SANS!!!"

There it was. The hysterical wheezing laughter. Yup, he was going at it. Oh, and he collapsed. Great, just great.

Papyrus growled and went into full-blown stomping tantrum mode. "SANS, THIS IS A SERIOUS JOB!!! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WHEN A HUMAN COMES?! CATCH THEM WITH... FARTS?!?!"

That did not help to stop Sans' wheezing. "help... help..."

A scoff. "WHOOPIE CUSHIONS HAVE NO PLACE IN THE ROYAL GUARD!!!"

Out of all things, that was what got Sans to stop his wheezing, if only for a moment. "then why'dja tape whoopie cushions to your boots?"

"I DIDN'T!!!!!!!"

And there he went again, this time bursting out in a myriad of snorts and giggles.

All Papyrus wanted was to see his brother and hang out with him again, but now...

"THAT'S IT!!! I'VE HAD ENOUGH WITH YOUR DISPLAY OF MOCKERY TO THE ROYAL GUARD!!! I'M GOING!!!"

Spotting his brother storming off, it was like a switch had been flipped in Sans. "wait, what? you're just gonna abandon your duties on the first day? i thought you wanted to be a royal guard."

Papyrus halted. As much as he hated to admit it, Sans was right. But then again, he couldn't take his own brother making a mockery of his dream with his jokes. There must be some sort of solution...

Hmm...

"W-WELL..." Papyrus fumbled around for an answer. Think, Papyrus, think! "I'LL JUST... MAKE MY OWN SENTRY STATION."

"...what?"

"YEAH!!! I'LL MAKE MY OWN SENTRY STATION, AND IT'LL BE BETTER THAN YOURS!!!"

Sans didn't have the brain cells to argue. Not that he had brain cells in the first place. "um... is that even allow-" And Papyrus stormed off. "ok."

Ten very boring minutes later, the shorter brother caught sight of Papyrus trying to balance cardboard up the trail. Oh, well. Might as well see what's happening.

"sup, bro?"

"NOTHING!" The huffy skeleton continues to struggle in his quest to build a really cool sentry station. Unfortunately, the cardboard did NOT want to cooperate. "I'M JUST BUILDING GREATLY, BUILDING A GREAT SENTRY STATION THAT IS... GREAT! AND DEFINITELY NOT AS ANNOYING AS YOU!!!!"

The amount of pettiness that could be displayed in one skeleton. "ok. you just look like you're havin' issues."

"I DO NOT HAVE ISSUES!!! YOU'RE THE ONE WITH ISSUES!!! YOU HAVE A LOT OF..." The cardboard fell over. "GRRRRRR!!!!! ATTITUDE ISSUES!!!!!" He slammed down a piece of cardboard that just didn't want to work with him. How could it not?! He was the Great Papyrus! Cardboard should love him, right? But then again, cardboard didn't exactly have feelings.

"attitude issues? me? i dunno, you seem to be the one with the attitude."

"OH, SHUT UP! I'M TRYING TO BE A RESPECTABLE ROYAL GUARD HERE!"

"relax, bro. it's only the first day."

"YES, AND THAT'S WHY WE NEED TO MAKE A GOOD IMPRESSION!"

"is that what you're stressin' out about?"

Nope, this cardboard wasn't working. "UGH, I JUST... IF I WERE A ROYAL GUARD, THEN EVERYTHING WILL BE PERFECT! THAT'S HOW I SEE IT!"

That's when Sans started to wonder. Just how important was this to Papyrus? He hadn't had much of anything to do before, and now... Well... He supposed he had to have a reason. Papyrus never got stressed about anything unless he had something to prove. And having had only been in Snowdin for a few months by now, it only made sense that he had something to prove. What was up with his brother?

"GAHHH!!! I'LL BE BACK, CARDBOARD!!!!" With a kick, Papyrus stormed off once more. Without even thinking about it, Sans automatically tried to balance the cardboard until it resembled some kind of sentry station. If that's what Papyrus wanted, then so he it.

One trip to the store later, and screw-shaped pasta held the station together.

"LOOK AT THIS MASTERPIECE, SANS!!! NOW WE CAN BE STATION NEIGHBORS!!! NYEH HEH HEH!!!"

"heh, yeah. it's a step up from being station roommates, that's for sure."

"YOU KNOW WHAT, BROTHER? I THINK I'LL LEAVE A NOTE!" Using Sans' head as a table to lean against, Papyrus scrawled out a perfectly written note.

YOU OBSERVE THE WELL-CRAFTED SENTRY STATION. WHO COULD HAVE BUILT THIS, YOU WONDER... I BET IT WAS THAT VERY FAMOUS ROYAL GUARDSMAN!

Sans snickered a little at the note. "uh, bro? you're not exactly a famous guardsman yet."

"I KNOW THAT, SANS!!!" Curse his tendency to say what he's writing out loud!

(NOTE: NOT YET A VERY FAMOUS ROYAL GUARDSMAN.)

After he situated the note onto his beautiful sentry station, the brothers stood back to admire it. For what is essentially a cardboard box held together by pasta, it was really well-made.

"PERFECT!!!"

"heh. nice work, bro."

And like that, they were friends again.

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Now that Sans had some time to himself, he had the opportunity to collect his thoughts. And what better place to do that than in Snowdin Forest? The atmosphere was absolutely perfect. The delightful crunch of fresh snow, the abundance of trees watching over him... Now all that's needed are cute little critters wandering around. But alas, not many animals managed to make their way down here. Not without dying, anyway. Don't think about that.

"if i could begin to be, half of what you think of me..." Sans sang under his breath as he walked. Perhaps Papyrus getting him to be a sentry was a stroke of good luck.

"i could do about anything... i could even- whoa."

His singing was quickly interrupted by the puzzling display laid out before him. Not really a surprise, but still.

The most important person in Sans' life was building a puzzle, but at the same time, he was buzzing almost as much as the electricity used to run this thing. He stood there, watching his brother lay down a tile with an X on top. He was amazed at how well it blended into the snow.

"whatcha up to, bro?"

The busy buzzer of a skeleton jolted to attention, before beaming and practically shrieking his answer at Sans. "SANS!!! OH MY GOD!!! I WAS TOLD ROYAL GUARDS HAVE TO MAKE PUZZLES TO STOP HUMANS!!!!"

Oh, perfect. More work. "oh, that's what's gotcha so excited? huh. i would've thought it was the lack of puzzles."

"VERY FUNNY, SANS. YOU'RE A REAL JOKESTER." Papyrus vowed to never let Sans know how much he actually enjoyed their banter. "BUT REALLY!!!! THIS IS AMAZING, ISN'T IT?! I NOT ONLY GET TO SHOW OFF MY COOL TRICKS AND ATTACKS, BUT I ALSO GET TO SHOW OFF MY UNDEFEATED PUZZLE PROWESS!!! LIKE THIS ONE!!!"

Sans tilted his head and squinted at the puzzle. "uh, what am i looking at, exactly?"

"DO YOU REMEMBER THAT PUZZLE CUBE I USED TO PLAY WITH WHEN I WAS YOUNGER?"

"yeah, you carried that thing everywhere."

"WELL, I DECIDED TO MAKE A LITTLE PUZZLE BASED OFF THE PATTERNS I CREATED!!!" With an excited grunt, he finally pushed the tile into place. "THERE!!! TRY IT OUT!!!"

Papyrus stood tall and proud while Sans, after a brief glance, stepped on the tile with one booted foot. Instantly, the blue X turned into a dashing red O.

"huh. that's really cool."

"I KNOW, SEE! THEY'RE ALL X'S!!! AND YOU HAVE TO TURN THEM ALL INTO O'S!!! I THINK IT'S REALLY CLEVER, DON'T YOU?!"

Sans beamed. How was his brother so cool? How did he get so lucky? "heh. i love it. it's really cute."

"THANK YOU!! I-" Papyrus froze in what was meant to be his heroic pose, trying to process what Sans said. Was he serious? Cute? "WAIT, WHAT? CUTE?! HOW IS MY PUZZLE CUTE?!"

Sans' beam quickly turned into a mischievous grin. Ooh, he could have fun with this. "you based it off a toy you used to carry around. it's really cute."

"OH, THAT'S RICH, COMING FROM THE ONE WHO GOT CALLED CUTE CONSTANTLY WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER!!!"

"hey, just because i'm small and round and baby-faced, that doesn't make me cute, alright?"

He was joking. Papyrus knew that he was joking. That wink gave him away!

"THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT MAKES SOMEONE CUTE!!!"

"aww, you think i'm cute?"

"DON'T TRICK ME INTO COMPLIMENTING YOU!!!!!"

Sans relented with a chuckle. "alright, alright. seriously, though. great work."

"THANK YOU, SANS!!! THIS WAS JUST THE BEGINNING!!! SOON, THIS WHOLE PART OF THE WOODS WILL BE BRIMMING WITH AMAZING PUZZLES!!! JUST YOU WAIT, I WILL BE A ROYAL GUARD YET!!! NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!!!"

And just like that, Papyrus was off, ready to prepare the next puzzle.

As he watched his brother gleefully run off to achieve his dreams, Sans couldn't help but smile. Of course, he always smiled, but this smile was real. This smile was genuine. This smile was the smile of a man who wasn't worried anymore. A man who knows that as long as he's with his brother, he can work through anything. Complicated job changes, financial problems... He can get through them. He knows he can. How could he not when Papyrus is right there with him?

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To Papyrus, the best part about this job was making amazing puzzles to the tune of his favourite song ever.

"NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH, PAPYRUS IS THE BEST AT MAKING GRAND PUZZLES TO CAPTURE ALL HIS PREY..." Bonetrousle is such a bop.

In addition to his incredible singing ability, two dogs attempted to sing along too. At least it seemed like that... Actually, no. They were most certainly not singing along. If they were trying, then... A for effort.

Speaking of dogs, Papyrus forgot one crucial detail about this job. But luckily, he remembered it as soon as he turned around and saw two large dogs running towards them, their massive tongues flapping and flicking drool everywhere.

"OH WAIT!!! I WORK WITH DOGS!!! DOGS EAT BONES!!!"

Oh no! Papyrus is bones! And they looked hungry... There was only one thing that a brave skeleton like him could do in that moment!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

"Bork! Bork!"

And just like that, Papyrus took off running. Running up a tree, that is. Good thing he's able to control gravity. But it was still bad, since he was now stuck on a branch with two dogs trying to snap at his legs.

"GET DOWN!!! GET DOWN!!! STUPID DOGS!!!"

How does one get dogs away from such a tasty-looking snack?!

"SIT!!! DOWN!!! CEASE!!! NYOO HOO HOO, THIS IS HOPELESS!!!"

Suddenly, a loud whistle caught all parties' attentions. And standing there, on the opposite side of the clearing, was Sans holding a large bone attack. It was large enough to feed two dogs at the same time, which turned out to be the point.

"hey, what's this?"

The two dogs immediately turned to Sans without hesitation. He waved the bone around, almost like he was trying to taunt them with a bone-shaped magic wand. Papyrus had to admit that he was drawn in to the movements too.

"ooh, a big, tasty bone. don'tcha wanna gobble it up?"

The dogs panted and bounded over. The perfect moment.

"and fetch!" There the bone went, straight over the bushes. The dogs wasted no time. They leapt into the bushes, racing to grab the delicious bone appetit snack.

Both brothers stood there, watching in silence to make sure the dogs were really gone before Sans spoke again. "looks like they really liked the idea of that tree-t, huh? don't worry, they'll leaf you alone now."

Papyrus' mood soured. "HAHA, VERY FUNNY. AT LEAST I KNOW HOW TO CLIMB-" His scarf snagged on a branch as he tried to get down, souring his mood even more. "NNGH, TREES!!!" He quickly dislodged it...

Then collapsed into a pile of bones.

Sans couldn't stifle a chuckle. "jeebus, bro, i never took you for the 'scared of dogs' typeface."

"OH, SHUT UP, YOU!!!" Papyrus tried his best to hide his smile underneath his scarf, to the point where his voice came out muffled. "THANKS FOR SAVING ME, BY THE WAY. I WAS IN A RUFF SPOT."

The day that Sans stopped being endeared by his brother is the day the world would end. "you do know that these dogs are your new coworkers now, right?"

The pile of bones whined into his scarf. "I KNOW THAT! IT'S JUST... THEY CAN BE SO ANNOYING!!!"

"i know, i know." The smiling jokester carefully sat next to the grumpy skeleton as the latter got his bearings. Somehow, this action placated Papyrus quicker. "say, you wanted friends, right?"

"...MORE THAN ANYTHING."

"well, i know there's no better way to get to know someone than over lunch. whaddya say? wanna come to grillby's and get to know our coworkers more? they go there all the time. remember what happened last time?"

"WELL... THEY WERE REALLY COOL AND FRIENDLY LAST TIME..." A memory made Papyrus jolt suddenly. "AND THEN I COULD PLAY FETCH WITH THEM!!!!"

"ey, you got it." Sans held out a hand that Papyrus didn't hesitate to take. "i'm sure the royal guard would be glad to know you're workin' with 'em."

"YOU REALLY THINK SO?"

"absolutely."

[all-risejd]

Chapter 21: Tour Busses and Good Luck Kisses (A Poly Judgment Day Fic)

Nessa leans up against Rhea, yawning as Damian uses his keys to open the front door, Rhea's dogs barking up a storm and bounding up to them as soon as they enter. Nessa steps aside so Rhea can kneel down and greet her babies, cooing while the men drag in the pile of bags, leaving them by the door.

"Hey Dom, come with me while I do my laundry please," Nessa asks him through a yawn, Dominik smiles warmly at her, admiring how cute she is when she is so tired, and grabs her bag, following her to Rhea's laundry room. He can tell she wants to discuss something with him, just the two of them, and he is glad the others could tell as well leaving them be. He hands her articles of clothing silently and she just tosses them in the washer, not bothering to sort it at all. He patiently waits for Nessa to start the conversation. It isn't until she has started the washer and hops up to sit on it that she starts talking.

"Dom, I... This information can't get out, not yet. I need to make sense of it all and I need your help to do that." Nessa explains, not explaining exactly what she needs but Dominik has an idea.

"Whatever you need Nes. Mi Corazon, just tell me what you need and I'll do it." Dominik offers, stepping closer to her and standing between her legs, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close, her head resting against the top of his shoulder.

"Can you set up a meeting with him? Near my place? Somewhere familiar? And it be just us. Damian is too close to Kevin and that might cloud his judgement and I know Rhea is a big fan. I need someone just in my corner please." Nessa asks, placing a kiss on his neck. She feels him nod against her.

"How would mom's house work? It is close to your place and Mom wants to see us, even if it is only just you and me, the others can come back here and rest." Dominik offers and Nessa grips the back of his shirt and leans her head back to look at him.

"As long as Rey isn't there, and she doesn't harass us for grandchildren." Nessa gives the caveats, smirking at the end making Dominik chuckle,

"I can promise Dad won't be there, Can't make any promises on Mom though. I can ask that she might not be there. Or she might be in Vegas with Dad." Dominik kisses her nose and admires the way she scrunches it up at the contact.

"Oh you are so cute when you do that" Dominik coos and kisses her nose again. She squeals and pushes him away, hopping off the washing machine and running out of the room, Dominik chasing her, the both of them laughing, Dominik calling out, "Wait let me loooove you"

Nessa runs through the house, Dominik chasing her, both of them giggling until Nessa literally runs into Rhea who instinctively wraps her arms around the smaller woman and stumbles back a couple of steps but keeps them both upright.

"Well, whats going on here?" Rhea asks, looking back and forth between the pair, Nessa's face flushed with the exertion, Dominik out of breath but smiling wider than she had ever seen him. Rhea can't help but smile at how happy her partners look while waiting for her answer.

"Nothing, Nessa just can't take a compliment and tries to run away" Dominik answers honestly, smirking deviously.

"Oh is that true? Well Bunny you are the most adorable thing and so glad we get to call you ours." Rhea kisses Nessa's forehead and Nessa whines and tries to wriggle away from the grip. Nessa is unsuccessful and Rhea guides her to the living room where she plops down on the couch dragging Nessa with her, Dominik leaning on the doorway. Nessa's eyes meet Dominiks and she sees the happiness and joy there was before and it is in that moment even with the growing pains they are all having Nessa knows they will be alright.

"I'm going to go shower" Dominik announces but Rhea calls out to stop him.

"Wait to shower till later, we are going to train in like 20 minutes so wait till after," Rhea suggests, patting the spot on the couch next to her and inviting Dominik to join them, only for Barry to jump up and take it. Dominik laughs and decides on his next course of action,

"Ok, instead I'll go pack some fresh clothes and put a pile in the laundry room to get done. Have some alone time with Nes. She needs some comfort" Dominik asks before turning away and disappearing from view.

"I know you need comfort, he doesn't need to ask..." Rhea turns her attention to Nessa, "How are you love?" Rhea asks, moving a strand of hair away from Nessa's face. Nessa bites her lip unsure of how to answer. Nessa looks at Rhea's beautiful piercing blue-green eyes that makes bodies of water jealous, and her breath catches seeing the care and concern.

(Piecing pools of blue the ocean wishes it could be) (Reword to that)

"There is a lot about last night I am having strong feelings about. First is something you have no control over, just let me feel it and figure out what I need to do, the other..." Nessa begins to answer, trailing off, getting nervous.

"What's the other, Bunny, I can't help you if you don't tell me. And as for the first thing, take all the time you need to process that information. We will support your decision whatever it is." Rhea promises and Nessa appreciates the honesty in her voice.

"I feel bad about not... well not doing things for you yesterday after you...." Nessa trails off unsure how to word it and not feel embarrassed.

"After I ate your delicious pussy and made you cum on my fingers? Oh baby, don't feel bad about that I just wanted to taste you and give you pleasure." Rhea tries to reassure Nessa who shakes her head.

"I should have done something in return if not then, when I got back to the hotel or something. It's unfair I got the pleasure and you didn't. I can tonight if you want?" Nessa offers, no longer meeting Rhea's gaze but instead staring at her hands where she has begun picking at her cuticles.

"Hey no, we aren't going to be doing that." Rhea grabs Nessa's face gently to look at her. Nessa was taken aback by the worry in Rhea's gaze. "You don't have to do things for us just because we do it for you. The pleasure for me was in pleasing you. Love is giving and providing, but sometimes it's just feeling too and I wanted you to feel good. We don't ever expect it back. Yeah sometimes it is nice but it is not a requirement and it is not unfair. And no we will not be doing that tonight because I know you feel like you have to and I, we need you to understand that you don't." Rhea stares at Nessa waiting for her to respond somehow that she understands those expectations, Rhea makes a mental note to tell the boys this development, well, Damian and Finn, Dom probably knows. Rhea finds herself thinking, letting out a sigh of relief when Nessa slowly nods and scoots closer, and lays her head on Rhea's shoulder.

"Ok," Nessa softly answers, grabbing Rhea's hand and playing with her fingers. "I uh.. Also want to ask a favor" Nessa states, waiting for Rhea's go ahead. "And what is that Bunny?" Rhea prompts, leaning her head against Nessa's.

"After raw, I need Dom just Dom to come with me to San Diego so I can meet up with Kevin and hear him out. There are some things I need answered and I would feel too much pressure with you and Luis and Finn there. I know how you and Luis feel about Kevin." Nessa asks, glad that she can't see Rhea's face from their position, not wanting to see if voicing her need hurt Rhea or if she was upset. Rhea squeezes Nessa's hand and tightens her arm around the smaller woman.

"Of course Bunny, whatever you need. Luis, Finn, and I will come here and we will meet back up at our live shows this weekend. Thank you for telling me what you need Bunny." Rhea runs her free hand up and down Nessa's arm soothingly. Rhea feels the tension melt out of Nessa's body as her breathing deepens and soft snores start coming from Nessa. Rhea snorts and shakes her head, still not used to how fast Nessa can fall asleep but internally preening that she is that comfortable with her to do so. Rhea relaxes as well and watches the tv, letting Nessa get a nap in before they have to get ready and go for training.

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Not even five minutes later Rhea hears Finn and Damian calling for them, their voices laced with confusion. Rhea rouses Nessa who groggily opens her eyes and blinks, groaning at being woken up so soon. Dominik pops his head around the door frame, his face a mix of confusion and amusement.

"Uh there is a tour bus here and apparently it is for us?" He explains making Nessa wake up and get up alongside Rhea who is just as confused.

"What, why, who?" Nessa rapidly asks, heading towards the front of the house with Rhea and Dominik, Rhea echoing her questions and Dominik just shrugging. Knowing just as much as them. The three of them get outside to the driveway where Damian and Finn are talking the the assumed driver of the bus, Damian's body language showing his protectiveness. His arms crossed standing slightly in front of Finn who is waving around his hands as he talks. Nessa speeds up her walking and gets to them first. She placed her hand on Finn's shoulder calming him down before taking a step over to Damian and grabbing his hand making him uncross his arms.

"What's going on, we didn't order this?" Nessa asks calmly already having an idea as to what is going on, the conversation she had with Danika coming to mind as well. She knows she shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth but she needs to know.

"Oh we were contracted and paid in full, the bus is yours period, fully paid. The contract is for me your driver and a security guard who will meet us at the arena tomorrow and will travel with us. The name is Leo." The man, rocking a decent tan and long brown hair in a low ponytail, standing just under Damian's nose sticks out his hand introducing himself to Nessa which is further than he had gotten with the men who were adamantly telling him to get off the property.

"Nessa, It's nice to meet you. I suppose this is a gift from an anonymous benefactor for our "safety" Can you tell us who it is?" Nessa asks, Damian pulling her gently further behind him.

"No can do, part of the contract as well, but you can call your boss for proof. I know this is suspicious at best." He offers and Finn immediately takes out his phone and makes the call, Nessa getting annoyed he and Damian are standing in front of her again blocking her view of the driver. Finn puts the phone on speaker as Hunter answers.

"Hunter... Paul... what is this bus business." Finn asks, eyeing Leo who just rolls his eyes but respects the protectiveness.

"Oh good it's there. The bus is paid for and in Nessa's name. The driver is hired and contracted because well that is none of your business and done by also none of your business. Just enjoy the gift for fucks sake now excuse me I have actual business to attend to." Hunter abruptly ends the call and Rhea snickers. The call however confirmed what Nessa's theory was which is that Kevin is trying to buy her forgiveness like Rey did.

"Look I would hate to waste the money of whoever paid for this so we might as well use it and enjoy it. Dems we could have the dogs travel with us for the most part" Nessa tries to convince Rhea first, knowing if Rhea agrees the rest will fall in line. Rhea takes a moment to think before nodding her head and clicking her tongue.

"And Luis, Dom, Finn we wouldn't have to fly all the time, just only when the distance is too far to drive, and even then he can meet us there and take us to the next show. Also, a bed that is ours instead of constant hotel beds and getting locked out in our boxers..." Nessa looks at Finn and Damian and smirks, still enjoying the story that happened the day they found her Rhea and Dom in the bed surrounded by Oreos.

"Fine, you win Mariposa. We can't say no to you apparently." Damian grumbles and ruffles Nessa's hair.

"Well if we are going to basically live in the bus we need to stock up on food and shit so let's postpone our training for a bit and go to the grocery store. I need to buy more shampoo and stuff anyway." Nessa suggests to the group, smiling and nodding to Leo.

"Yeah, you are right, let's go get what we need." Dominik agrees, grabbing Nessa's hand and trying to drag her to the SUV but Rhea clears her throat making them stop in their tracks.

"Bunny you are doing your laundry, and Finn was putting up some of his legos he got this week and wanted to start the set your friend so kindly got him. Why don't you two stay here and just text me whatever you need." Rhea offers, and Nessa narrows her eyes at her.

"Yeah that sounds fine, A Chroí come on let's go back in the house." Finn offers, holding out his hand and cocking his head. Nessa looks back and forth from him to Rhea before sighing and leaning up to place a peck on Dominik's lips who pouts. Nessa begins to walk towards Finn but Dominik keeps a hold of her hand till both of their arms are extended.

"I know you guys want to make up for lost time but we still need to work out today and we have to drive to the venue tomorrow so let's go. Rhea pulls their hands apart, Nessa stomping over to Finn, grabbing his outstretched hand, and stands next to him.

"Now that is settled get in the bus and tell me what store we are going to, that way when I drive y'all back here you can stock everything where you want it and save time," Leo offers pointing to the open door of the bus.

"Before you go I do have a question," Nessa asks as Leo steps onto the first step in the bus's doorway but pauses and turns around to look at Nessa waiting for the question.

"How does the gas work? Do we pay for it or is it included in the contract?" Nessa asks, and she feels Finn squeeze her hand and she takes it as encouragement.

"From venue to venue has been calculated and factored into the contract with a cushion. Anything that goes over would traditionally be your responsibility but since you are not who hired me it is them that would be responsible for it." He answers keeping the identity of their benefactor secret but Nessa thanks him and he disappears into the bus, Rhea, Dominik, and Damian going after him.

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Nessa and Finn enter the house and an awkward silence surrounds them, only the faint sounds of the washer and dryer going on in the distance. Nessa can feel that he wants to discuss what happened last night and hopes he doesn't bring it up she isn't ready to talk about it.

"Well since your laundry is still going why don't you come with me and help me start building this set your friend got me. We can talk about anything or nothing at all and just enjoy the company and focus on the building. There are a lot of pieces in this kit and we can just focus on that if that is what you need." Finn offers, seeing the expression on Nessa's face. He lets out a sigh when she nods and smiles, relaxing a little more as he guides her to the Room Rhea let him take over for various Lego projects. With her hand in his still, he leads her over to the table where he unboxed the set and just barely got started before the bus thing happened.

"Ok so what do you want me to do, this is a fairly rare set and I don't want to mess it up or lose anything," Nessa asks, pulling her hand free and clasping her hands together waiting for direction. "Well let's look at the instructions, you'll build a piece and I will build a separate piece." Finn smiles, appreciating the respect she has for his favorite hobby and by extension respect for him and he begins to wonder how he and the others got so lucky to have gotten her in their life. They have the instructions pulled up on Finn's phone and each starts building their respective pieces, gently bumping their hips together, talking about their favorite premier league team arguing over them.

"No, West Ham is the best and has the most talent, argue with God, not me" Nessa points to Finn who chomps his teeth in her direction jokingly. Nessa huffs, but smiles showing she isn't mad and he sees she is more relaxed than she was earlier. In this moment of peace, he decides to not bring up the Kevin-sized elephant that is sitting on her shoulders. Instead, he promises to himself he is going to be a place of peace for her just as she is for him.

"Finn" Nessa calls out his name, her tone telling him she has a question. He hums and looks over at her and watches as she just fidgets with the partially built part of the Lego stadium, waiting for her to ask what she needs to.

"You didn't really give me an opinion about what we found out Saturday. You are somewhere in the middle of friendship and not knowing him all that well and I value your opinion." She explains, sounding more like a statement but he understands what she is asking.

"It doesn't shock me, honestly, Dom got to come straight to the main roster, as did you straight into a main storyline with the most dominant group. That being said I don't blame you and I am actually grateful because it gave you to us A chroì. But I do think you should talk to him and at least get answers. You don't owe him a relationship of any sort but you do owe him an opportunity to explain himself if only to get closure on both ends. But understand where he might be coming from. He is still reeling from the loss of his son and finding out you were in an abusive relationship before Dom." Finn explains, abandoning his own piece, and watches her body language, ready to change the subject if she needs it.

"What if he expects a relationship, I think he is the one paying for the bus. Oh god, what if he uses that to try to make me have some sort of relationship with him even if I'm not ready? I told Dom to set up a meeting. Should I tell him I changed my mind? Why now, why not when Mom divorced, or when I turned 18? Is it me, did he just not want me..." Nessa begins to spiral pacing back and forth and running her fingers through her hair, still spouting off what-ifs and flinging her arms about. An idea comes to his head and he steps over to her grabbing both sides of her face and presses their lips together, hoping it makes her pause and stop panicking.

Nessa stops and takes in a sharp breath through her nose. The softness of Finns lips and the sudden feeling of his lips on hers shocks her out of her thoughts. Instead her thoughts focus on wanting to feel his lips against hers again, so she kisses him, tossing her arms around his neck the chaste pecks turning in to a longer passionate kiss, Nessa trying to grip Finns hair but is unable to because of its length. She runs her nails gently across his scalp instead earning a low groan from Finn and he leans his head back effectively breaking the kiss but remaining in her arms.

"Are you ok Luv? I'm sorry for forcing a kiss but you began to spiral there" He asks, placing a kiss on her forehead. His stomach drops when he hears her whimper but that fear turns to confusion when she tightens her arms around him pulling him closer.

"No that was fine Finn, i'm sorry you felt you had to kiss me when you didn't want to." Nessa apologizes, feeling incredibly guilty that he felt he had to use physical affection when their relationship isn't quite there yet. Finn stands there staring at the wall, his jaw slack, his chest tightening for the young woman in his arms. He raises a hand to her hand and pets her hair trying to soothe her.

"A Chroì I would not have kissed you if I did not want to. We continued kissing after and I wanted that as well. You have done nothing wrong." Finn soothes Nessa, still petting her hair and just swaying them back and forth until their bubble is popped by the alarm of the dryer announcing her clothes are done.

"I'll uh go take care of that and start Doms laundry." Nessa announces breaking the embrace. Finn grabs her hand. "I'll go help you" He states, giving her no room for argument which she didn't have anyway.

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May 8th, 2023 Raw

Nessa and Rhea walk towards the shared womens locker room while the men lounge in their locker room waiting for the show to start. They are not surprised when they get to the locker room and see Indi there waiting for them. She kicks off the wall where she was leaning and hugs both women.

"Ava is running a little late because she has a meeting with Hunter. We'll hang out in here until she gets here and is ready. We are glad you guys want to hang out with us more." Indi explains as she opens the door and they enter the room, someones bra flying past Nessa's head that she narrowly dodges. She looks around to see who threw it, her eyes landing on Raquel who has her arms crossed, already in her ring gear.

"How are you going to need training and not ask me, who trained with Rhea in NXT." Raquel narrows her eyes waiting on an answer. She is joking but Nessa can't tell and thinks she is genuinely upset. Nessa fidgets, clearly nervous but meets Raquel's gaze, showing more confidence than she feels. Raquel relaxes her posture and smiles, patting Nessa's head before pulling Rhea into a quick hug. The tension being broken Nessa answers the earlier question, "I am very small and our styles would be wildly different, you are similar to Rhea and I am already training with her. If you want to help I would appreciate it, I need all the help I can get honestly. I don't want to accidentally hurt someone or get hurt myself"

This admission makes Raquel smile wider and whispers of approval from many in the locker room. Nessa takes a seat on an empty bench, Rhea joining her on one side and Raquel sits next to her, the two of them talking and catching up. Nessa looks around and is shocked when she sees Natalya walking over and taking the empty spot next to her.

"Hey, about the board thing. I'm sorry for my involvement but its easy money for those that know." Natalya whispers to Nessa to takes in a sharp breath looking at Natalya with wide eyes.

"It is more difficult and less at the same time and if you need anything i am here, I more than understand you didn't choose this." Natalya pats Nessa's knee, leaving her hand there. Rhea eyes her hand and cocks her head still talking to Raquel. Natalya sees the look Rhea is giving her and swiftly removes her hand.

"Who all..." Nessa trails off, asking who all knows what she found out on saturday. Natalya looks at her with pity shining in her eyes. "Those like us. Most of them that is." Natalya answsers, shrugging her shoulders like it is nothing new. "I knew the moment Dominik showed me the picture of his super perfect girlfriend in 2020" Natalya teases, bumping her shoulder against Nessa's.

Nessa feels her face and ears heat up. She figured Dom told people about her but not the praising to that level. Though it doesn' shock her. An idea pops in her head and before Nessa can stop herself she finds herself standing up and asking the room, "Did anyone else get accosted by Dominik showing pictures of me from 2020 on?" The entire locker room raises their hands and Nessa's blush deepens, the embarassment sinking in and she sits back down hiding her face in her hands while everyone laughs. She feels a hand rub her back inbetween her shoulders. She guesses from the direction of the hand it is Natalya. Its confirmed for her when someone else runs their fingers through her hair. She raises her head to look at Rhea who kisses her forehead.

"He was and is so proud of you and loves you very much as do I." Rhea explains, cupping Nessa's cheek. Nessa hears her heart beat in her ears so she can't hear the other cooing at her and Nessa. In that momen all Nessa can see and hear is Rhea whose face is a similar shade of pink.

"I love you too Dems" Nessa softly, almost in a whisper response, grabbing Rhea's hand which Nessa notices has a slight tremor to it. Nessa grasps it with both her hands and angles her body to face Rhea more, a love struck smile on both their faces. They are pulled out of their own little world by someone clearing their throat and waving their hand in front of their faces. They both turn their heads to see Ava standing in front of them her arms crossed and tapping her foot, in her ring gear as well. Nessa shrinks back in embarassment not wanting to be so out of focus the first time she meets the young woman.

"I'm sorry, she is just so... look at her" Nessa gestures to Rhea who blushes at the praise.

"While she is drop dead gorgeous and I can't blame you for getting lost in her gorgeous deep blue eyes, we are already late for training so lets gooo" Ava grabs them and drags them out the door, Indi and Raquel following laughing like the rest of the room.

___________________________________________________________________________ The door closes behind them and the room erupts in conversation.

"Say what you want but she is putting in work, she is training more than a lot of us, definitely more than some part timers" Becky pointedly looks at Shayna who stands up, not appreciating the dig at her best friend.

"Hey, she is still a professional athlete and has a young child at home." Shayna tries to defend her but it falls on deaf ears, Becky stands up in front of Shayna, getting in her face, "like some of us don't have young ones at home?" Becky and Shayna stare each other down. Nikki Cross steps between them and separates them.

"Becks you are right about Nessa, she is working her little ass off, not to prove herself but to keep herself and others who would work with her safe. Went full tilt not even easing into it. If you've seen them traveling they train almost every day. Sayna, you may be a little biased and defending your best friend, but, Rhonda isn't one of us, not fully. We respect her working but she is difficult to work with and she has a bad habit of not keeping us safe, you have to acknowledge that." The rest of the room makes varying noises of agreement. Zoey just sits there and rolls her eyes, not liking the newer addition to the roster, and sick of the constant Rhonda discussions.

Everyone's attention turns towards the door when Trish enters the room, tossing her duffle on the nearest bench and abandoning her rolling bag by the door, looking around at all the women around, annoyed even with her status she can't have her own locker room but that little whore gets to with the judgement day.

"What are we talking about?" Trish asks taking a seat next to Zoey who leans over and whispers in her ear. Trish scoffs and rolls her eyes.

"She doesn't deserve any credit. She is nothing and doesn't belong here. Honestly, it's a shame she didn't succumb to COVID. Dom's life would be so much easier." Many of the women gasp but Natalya steps to Trish who raises to her feet. Natalya pushes her, roughly making her stumble backwards over the bench. Zoey helps her back to her feet, Natalya standing there with her arms crossed.

"Don't you talk about her like that. Without people like her it could have been a lot worse. She is doing everything she can to make the best out of a shitty situation and you need to respect that and not be so entitled." Natalya damn near growls, Nikki standing beside her nodding her head. Others agreeing and moving to the other side of the room, showing a clear divide between the women, a few stay clearly siding with Trish. Trish is back to her feet and shoves off Zoeys hands who was trying to check for injury.

"Yeah you would defend her, your kind always takes up for one another. That's why it is so damn hard for those of us who deserve the spotlight. We have to deal with you bitches." Trish retorts her tone conveying the level of disdain she has for Natalya and those like her. Natalya shifts her weight and continues to stare down Trish, the bench separating them.

"And what kind is that Patricia, the kind that day in and day out work out to better ourselves?" Natalya defends, doing her best to keep one of the worst kept secrets in the company safe. Knowing if Trish finds out it won't be long before the public at large knows.

"No, the kind that gets opportunities and everything else because of familial connections, you, cody, randy, raquel the lot of you. Its obvious to everyone here that she has some sort of connection in the industry outside of Dominik and now she gets handed a lucrative contract where she is guaranteed just as much if not more than any of us plus the royalties and more creative control than any of us get. We would have been suspended or fined for any of the shit she has pulled in the month she has been here. Paul dotes on her like his own kids, hell I'm willing to bet he bought her that tour bus. It couldn't be any more obvious." Trish lists out, counting off on her fingers each reason, the women around her agreeing while Natalya rolls her eyes.

"Please that can be anything, a favor to Rey most likely. Leave her alone or you'll have me to deal with, and I am pretty sure Rhea and a few others as well." Natalya threatens, Becky verbally agreeing before pulling Natalya away and out of the locker room to cool down.

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Raw

Nessa and Damian are at Gorilla, watching Seth's entrance, Nessa rolling her eyes as the crowd sings along. Mercifully the cameraman signals it is time for Damian's promo. He grabs the back of Nessa's neck firmly and leads her over to where Cathy has introduced them, keeping his hand there as she asks her first question.

"Now Damian, is the loss to Bad Bunny still weighing on you heading into the triple threat match tonight?" Cathy asks and Nessa scoffs and chews her gum as Damian answers,

"So thats what you want to talk about huh? Fine. Bad Bunny did his thing, but after a brutal San Juan street fight, the name that's gonna live forever is Damian Priest, because it took an entire island to keep me down. And thanks to my beautiful girl im better than ever." Damian praises Nessa, showing the world he is not upset at her from what clearly happened backstage at backlash. Damian continues, "Now tonight, I plan by myself ... with my girl cheering me on... to put down Shinsuke Nakamura, By myself put down Seth Freakin Rollins, and then, well I guess we'll see whether its Finn Balor or Damian Priest that brings the world heavyweight championship home to the judgement day." He starts laughing as his music starts and he guides Nessa to the curtain, his hand still possessively on the back of her neck.

They get past the curtain and he finally releases her as he makes his entrance, a slight limp as they make their way down the ramp. They get to the apron and Damian turns to Nessa, pulling her to him by the back of her neck into a searing possessive kiss, to the roar of the crowd. He pulls back and Nessa bites her lip, her face flushed and her breathing shallow staring at his beautiful brown eyes getting lost for a moment. He pats her cheek bringing her back to the world and she steps back, walking around the ring ignoring seth making kissy faces at her as she joins the announce table.

"Nessa, welcome back to the announce table." Wade greets her, earning a smile from Nessa. Nessa takes the seat wade pulled out and thanks him.

"Thank you, I'm glad to be back here supporting my boyfriend and his quest for the world heavyweight championship. Seth and Shinsuke don't stand a chance." Nessa responds as shinsuke makes his entrance and Michael and Wade praise and are just genuinely excited that Shinsuke is back on raw.

"The first match of the world heavyweight championship is upon us, Seth Freakin Rollins, Damian priest and Shinsuke Nakamora." Wade explains and they all go quiet watching Shinsuke drop to the ground. Nessa is the first to speak.

"He has a flair for the dramatic and I for one appreciate it. He would probably win if he wasn't up against my man." Nessa praises, having to throw in praise for Damian as well.

"Yeah, I can honestly say that of the three it is almost too difficult to pick a winner or a favorite, all 12 men entered into the world heavyweight championship are deserving, are very very credible, potential future champions. Could you imagine their futures if they go on to may 27th and be crowned the world heavyweight champion." Wade explains and Nessa scoffs,

"I have no problem picking a favorite and the winner, it is the archer of infamy, Damian Priest." Nessa announces proudly.

"Well, we will see how it all shakes out tonight, the first of two triple threat matches and of course triple threat rules, the first superstar to gain pinfall or submission will be declared the winner." Michael explains as the bell rings and Damian immediately goes on the offensive, elbowing Shinsuke in the corner and going after Seth.

"You know speaking of your man Damian Priest, I saw how he grabbed you backstage. Perhaps there are issues between you and him after backlash and what you did with Rhea backstage after her win." Michael asks, and Nessa just keeps her head forward watching Damian throw Seth into a corner and punch him.

"First of all that is none of your business. The Judgement Day celebrates how we decide to celebrate. Nothing happened between me and Rhea backstage that would be considered cheating like you insinuated. Damian grabbed me like that simply because I like it and he does too now do your job and stay focused on the match instead of my sex life." Nessa warns him the threat clear in her voice and Wade chuckles calling out the match still.

"Oh big right hand from Damian priest who is just stomping the guts out of Shinsuke Nakamura." Wade calls out with Nessa applauding the show of dominance, worry in her eyes as she sees him favor his knee, both of them selling the "injury" from backlash.

"We talked about the leg of damian priest and how he'd fare tonight and he is off to a hot start here. The punishment of the judgement day" Wade excitedly calls out, Michael chiming in, "Notice Priest came up a little lame after delivering that impact in the corner to rollins, maybe You didn't do as good a job as he said" He taunts knowing that is going to annoy Nessa.

"I did everything in my scope of practice Michael, I am not a doctor and injuries even tweaks take time to heal, you should know that. Also even with a minor injury like this he is still the most dominant man in that ring, you would do well to show him that respect." Nessa shoots back, glancing at Michael, the glance turning into a glare when she sees him smirking.

"Well when you've got a veteran as skilled as Nakamura you have to be 100%" Wade comments as Damian is thrown out of the ring and Michael excitedly calls out Seth throwing Damian out of the ring.

"Seth Freakin Rollins,one of the first superstars to lock eyes with the world heavyweight championship saying that its more than politics and part timers." Wade explains as Seth and Shinsuke lock eyes from across the ring.

"Rollins knows what its like to be heavyweight champion" Michael starts explaining but Nessa cuts him off, trying to annoy him like he is her.

"Yeah, he know because seven years ago he hurt Finn which made him relinquish his title, Seth is well overdue for some payback be it from Papi or from my favorite demon Finn Balor." Nessa sits up and preens praising her stablemates for the wwe universe to hear.

"Well Shinsuke Nakamura was drafted to Monday night Raw for the very first time and I spoke with him earlier. He said he spend seven years on friday night smackdown and is thrilled to now be on monday night raw" Wade tries to change the subject because he saw Michael about to fight back with nessa. Damian leans against the barricade by Nessa and flirts with her, catching his breath until shinsuke slides out of the ring. Damian goes to kick him but misses, the leg landing on the apron of the ring and Shinsuke hitting him before pushing him back into the ring and positioning him to hit his head with a high knee. Shinsuke then gets on the apron and jumps up, landing on the back of Damian's head, Damian clutching where Shinsuke landed, and shinsuke getting back to his feet, yelling out as the adrenaline courses through his body. He blows a kiss at nessa who scrunches up, bringing her shoulders to her ears and sits further back in her chair as the timer for commercial starts and the match continues.

The timer shuts off signalling they are back on the air and Damian is in control in the ring, trading blows with seth,

"A raucous crowd here tonight witnessing the first round of the World Heavyeweight Championship tournament here on monday night raw. Seth Freakin Rollins, Damian Priest and Shinsuke Nakamura." Wade continues to explain being the middleground, truly neutral between Nessa and Michael. Nessa groans as damian reverses the Irish Whip only to get kicked in the head by Seth who was countering Damians next move.

"Of course whoever emerges victorious from tonights tournament on Monday Night Raw will face the winner of smackdowns tournament on may 27th at Night of Champions in Saudi Arabia, and right now things are looking good for the visionary" Michael comments, sounding excited at the prospect that Seth might win. Nessa goes to retort but stops when Seth dives out of the ring onto Damian who hits the ground hard and rolls up the ramp while Seth quickly gets back up and re-enters the ring just to sprint across it and suicide dives out again this time on shinsuke, knocking him into the announce table. Michael and Wade are out of their seats and standing in front of Nessa who never moved. She looks up at the pair of men questioningly who just return to their seats, both of them talking about how no one and nowhere is safe. It clicks in Nessa's head Hunter probably makes them protect her if she isn't supposed to be touched during matches. Seth went to dive on Damian again who swings up and connects his fist to Seths head, stopping seths momentum and sliding in the ring himself.

"Priest put the breaks on in a hurry with that heavy right hand, is it that heavy on you Nessa. You said you both like it." Michael teases not realizing how that sounds.

"Michael, no, he does not lay a finger on me, doesn't even raise his voice at me. I like when he grabs me like he did backstage. He knows how to treat a woman and would never lay a hand on me like..." Nessa stops herself, remembering they are live and switches gears, "if you try to accuse him of harming me again you will find out first hand the harm he can do." Nessa threatens, getting back in character.

"Like who was it, ex con dom?" Michael pries, ignoring the match thinking it is part of the story, not realizing she slipped up. Wade however notices the shift in Nessa's mood and body language and continues to call the match and taps Michaels knee to signal a change of subject. The match goes on with tense commentary between Nessa and Michael who is confused as to why she is suddenly so cold to him but he holds off anymore prying questions and does his job of commentating the match.

Shinsuke goes to finish off seth but damian gets back in the ring and hits Shinsuke with a big clothesline, knocking him down.

"Priest takes out Shinsuke,out of nowhere, the punishment of the judgement day"Wade exclaims and michael ads on "Priest with only one more to beat" Damian goes to perform the south of heaven, "Priest wants a trip south of heaven but shinsuke is not ready" Michael calls out as shinsuke counters and begins kicking damian, targeting his injured leg. Shinsuke knocks Damian down and puts him in a knee bar. Damian screams out in pain and Nessa stands up unable to listen to him be in pain.

"He is never going to tap" Nessa states the obvious, looking on in worry. She breaths out a sigh of relief when Seth breaks up the hold. Nessa rips off her headset and runs over to Damian helping him out of the ring as seth pedigrees Shinsuke and pins him for the win. Like saturday Damian leans on Nessa as they make their way up the ramp and behind the curtain. Once behind the curtain he stops leaning on her as much but Nessa notices a true limp this time so she guides him to medical. Greeting some of the talent and crew along the way. Mercifully medical is close to gorilla so she can properly assess Damian's leg, the rest of the judgement day pushing in not long after they get there, knowing something was off the way Damian's limp changed from the beginning of the match.

"Priest are you ok" Rhea is the first to speak, bounding over to where Nessa is examining Damians knee with the doctor.

"Yeah I'm fine it's just a little sore from that knee bar, and Nessa is just worrying over nothing." He tries to wave it off but winces when Nessa gently pokes his knee.

"Yeah worrying over nothing, you have some swelling and it is tender to the touch" Nessa chides and turns to the doctor waiting to hear his diagnosis.

"Well without films it is hard to be sure, but i believe it is just tweaked. Just rest it till next monday. I'll let hunter know." The doctor leaves the room and nessa hmpfs and crosses her arms.

"I know I know you told me so, Lets go to our locker room." Damian holds out his hand and Dominik steps in and helps support Damians weight since he is taller than nessa or Finn and he didn't want finn to get hurt before his triple threat match.

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Nessa leans against Damian, his arm thrown across her shoulders and Nessa's feet on Rhea's lap as Finn stretches and warms up for his match. Dominik lounges on a chair scrolling through something on his phone which makes him frown from time to time, The atmosphere in the room almost calm, a welcome change to the tenseness in the medical room. Nessa clears her throat to get their attention,

"Uh so Dom and I will be spending a couple days in san diego at his moms house because tomorrow i am going to meet with Kevin just to get answers." Nessa clarifies craning her neck to look at damian who kisses the tip of her nose but says nothing which Nessa appreciates so she continues. "I appreciate the support you guys are giving me about this. I uh also want to get my iud out and switch birth control because it hurts like all the time and i want to make the appointment for next week after raw since we don't have to do smackdown right now. It's just uh in the transition time for the birth control we will need a secondary form of well yeah..." Nessa trails off and Dominik snorts, finding it cute how shy she gets talking about this but the dirty nasty things she wants to do she is more open about.

"Well thats fine we will just get condoms and control ourselves when that happens. We don't want you in pain at all so if this is causing you pain it has to go. As for the other thing of course we are going to support you in all things, We have your back Mariposa." Damian squeezes his arm that is draped across her in a half hug and Rhea squeezes Nessa's calf.

"Yeah Luv it's not a problem" Finn agrees, jumping up and down as part of his warm up. When he feels adequately warmed up he walks over to where nessa is and kneels down in front of her.

"Can I have a kiss for luck Luv?" Finn asks, giving her his best puppy eyes. Nessa blushes and giggles, leaning forward and placing a chaste peck on Finns lips who smiles and pulls her into another quick kiss.

"With that, I'm sure I'll win A Chroì." He smiles and leaves the room to take his place at gorilla while the others coo at Nessa and how cute she blushes at Finn's affection. Together they watch from their locker room as Finn wins his triple-threat match.

A few minutes later Finn enters the room and Nessa gets up from the couch and bounds over to Finn giggling and throws her arms around his neck, he wraps her up in a bear hug, the awkwardness Nessa felt earlier having dissipated.

"Congratulations babe," Nessa pecks his cheeks and goes to pull back only for Finn to keep his arms around her waist,

"See Damian that's why you didn't win, you didn't get a good luck kiss from our little treasure. A stòr." Finn teases, swaying them back and forth. Damian crosses his arms and grumbles, "I'll remember that next time. Better make sure you get another good luck kiss for your match with seth later." Damian pouts at the empty spot Nessa left between him and Rhea. Dominik sees the opportunity and vacates his char and plops in the seat, splaying himself across both Damian and Rhea to the amusement of everyone.

"Come on A Chroí help me stretch out and stay warmed up for my match with seth since the others seem a little preoccupied. We may know the outcome of the match, but I need to be my best" Finn guides her to the empty spot he was using earlier.

"You know I wish they would let me come out with you too like I do with Luis," Nessa whines as she helps Finn stretch his legs.

"I know Luv, but your story is only with Damian, Rhea and Dom right now, more so with Rhea and Damian." Finn points out what they all know making Nessa huff in annoyance and drop his leg and stomp over to Damian and gently sits on his lap, careful of his now sore leg.

"Now come on don't be like that I was just stating the obvious." Finn pleads, he was enjoying Nessa's help.

"She didn't want you to state the obvious stupid , she wanted you to complain with her and offer for her to go out with you even though she wont." Dominik explains like it is the most obvious thing in the world, reaching over to play with a lock of Nessa's hair before Rhea pulls him away and towards the door.

"Yeah Fergalicious she just wanted agreement not sense, you'll learn. Though I thought you got that with me." Rhea jokes, pulling Dom out the door so they arent late for Rhea's match. Dominik closes the door behind them leaving Finn, Domain and Nessa in the room.

"I'm sorry Nes." FInn apologizes, contorting into another stretch but keeping his eyes on Nessa.

"I'm not mad Finn, you don't have to apologize. I'm just being a brat." Nessa waves off Finns apology, her tone apologetic, her face flushing when Damian whispers in her ear "keep acting like a brat and see what happens." and he nips at her ear. Nessa tries to get away but Damian holds her firm to his lap while Finn laughs. Nessa gives up and just leans against his chest, crossing her arms and watches as Dana brooke taps out. Nessa smiles at the strength Rhea shows, the most dominant woman in the WWE.

"She is rather sexy when she dominates like that isn't she." Damian whispers in her ear, toying with the hem of her pants but not going any further. He enjoys how her breath hitches in her throat and the goose pimples raising all over her body as he kisses her neck and whispers things he finds attractive about both of them and how dominant Rhea is. Nessa closes her eyes and leans her head back exposing more of her neck, ignoring the snickering from Finn and completely missing Rhea putting Dana back in the submission but Natalya interfering and standing to Rhea in the ring, staring her down. Nessa is just lost in the feeling of Damians calloused fingers gently tracing her skin just under the waist of her jeans, time being lost to her.

"If you don't pay attention Mariposa you are going to miss Rhea and Dom talking." Damian's deep voice sends shivers down her spine but she opens her eyes. "Good girl, see you arent a brat" Damian praises and Nessa preens at the praise, adjusting herself on his lap giving him easier access and more control. Damian ignores the movements, just continuing to kiss her neck and tracing her skin at the hem of her pants.

Finn watches on in interest, his stretching forgotten as he watches Nessa just melt, amazed at the trust she is showing and even more amazed that she watches the tv as directed. He wonders if she would be that pliable for him when he is ready to go all the way with her. Damian looks over to Finn and smirks, winking at his boyfriend before glancing to the tv noting that Dominik's match is almost over which signals that Finn needs to head to Gorilla. Finn groans and adjusts himself so that his current state isn't so obvious as he walks to the curtain ready to help put Seth over.

[via-rant]

"What do you mean he grows a year everyday?!?!" Annabeth yelled at Hebe who explained it. He also gets his memories back with each year that passes.

"Look, you insult a Goddess you get a punishment."

"Yeah! But you couldn't have kept him a baby?!?! We got everything we need already!! Plus protecting him and now we need to learn how to use the ship, and isn't this gonna fuck with his memories????"

"I'll do something about that last part later. But right now. This is your punishement. Bye!" She said disappearing as Piper glared at her.

》》 ---- ☆ ---- 《《

He put the binki in his mouth and tapped Bufords head. The now two year old was starting to look at things with curiosity. Hazel smiled a little and picked him up placing him on top of the table in a sitting position, holding onto the leash just in case. Burford started walking and Leo cooed in excitement.

Leo started laughing when Buford sped up and Hazel got nervous but realized he knew what he was doing. They hid in Leo's room because of the battle that was going on outside. They had to clean it the first day when they put the crib in it. It was a mess. Leo might be mad at where they put things but what else were they supposed to do?

The next day, at 3, he started taking things apart. The trash can, the floors, the railings. Annabeth almost had a heart attack when she found him almost over the edge. They were just trying to play hide and seak. He just laughed and she couldn't help but smile but promised to never leave him alone again.

They found out he had a lisp at age 4. His S's were TH's, his TH's were F's or D's, and his L's and R's were W's. It was adorable. He also met Festus who scared him so much he started crying. Jason realized his mistake and carried him away, apologizing to Festus. He thought he'd like him.

Though he had a weird interest with knives. He held one and stared at it like it was a threat that was going to attack him at any second. In all honesty, it's a knife and if he was being careless yeah so they assumed it was warranted. Until Jason gently took it away.

"Thowy. (Sorry.)"

"For what?"

"You'wre not mad at me?" Jason raised a brow.

"No, of course not. Why would we be?" He shrugged and continued making something with the legos.

》》 ---- ☆ ---- 《《

"I fink I wanna twy to be fwiendsth wif da dwagon." He told Frank at 5.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. He theemsth nithe (seems nice)." He said and Frank smiled holding out his hand. He walked him to the helm and Leo backed away a little, when he turned around.

"It's okay." Frank assured and Leo noded taking a breath. He walked forward hesitantly as he waited patiently. When he got close enough Festus nuzzled him and Leo laughed a little. He hugged his snout, realizing how comfy it was and relaxed. Frank smiled at how adorable this was. Then they started talking. And they did not stop talking. Though Festus warned them about a monster coming their way. Frank had to pick him up and go into his room again while Leo asked questions.

"Monthter?!?!"

"It's okay. We're professionals." Though he cried when he saw that Hazel was hurt. They reassured him she was fine, it was just a scratch. They just needed to make it better, like the ones he gets.

》》 ---- ☆ ---- 《《

The next two days were the same. He was in a cheery, happy mood, his lisp gone and excitedly telling them mom was happier since they got rid of his babysitter the morning he was 7.

"What babysitter?"

"Oh. Tìa Callida. Mamà says she's crazy. I mean, I guess trying to make me fight a snake was bad."

"She what?"

"Yeah. It was weird. She made me throw knives and catch them too. That's kind of why I'm scared of them. But she's gone now. And Mamàs happier, and I get to go to her work with her!! She says she's making something that'll change our lives too!!" He kept rambling on and on and they tried to listen but he talked so fast.

No one could say the same for the next day

[jackasswhre]

can you maybe do hcs of johnny, raab, or bam with a girl who’s insecure?

i did all 3 :) hope you like it!!

Johnny Knoxville, Raab Himself and Bam Margera dating a girl who's insecure :)

johnny knoxville

i feel like he would pick up on it right away

either he saw how you look at yourself in the mirror or noticed if you go quiet when he's talking to other women

he probably wouldn't bring it up the minute he realizes

instead he starts saying "i love you" more often

calls you gorgeous 24/7

and acts uninterested when women talk to him

just to see if it helps

and if it doesn't then he's probably gonna ask you about it

you're both sitting on the couch watching tv

and he has an arm around you

he starts off with "can i ask you something you something sweetheart?"

then he starts explaining what he has noticed and how he really wants to help you because you're the most beautiful girl he knows

if you start crying he will 100% hug you

for as long as you need

if you tell him why you're insecure then he will be so happy that you trust him enough and tries to help you with anything that he can

if you're not ready to tell him yet he understands and gives you all the time you need

he just doesn't want you to forget that he loves you more than anything

raab himself

now here's the thing

poor raab is so clueless

he would not notice a thing

either he would have to walk in on you crying or have april ask him why you're sad

he would be so confused if either of those things happened

if you're crying then he immedietly pulls you into his arms and starts asking what happened

if you tell him he would be so confused

why are you insecure when you're the most amazing person he knows

and he will tell you that

if april asks him why you seem sad then he'll be confused for a minute until she starts explaining what she has noticed

he would go sit in your guys' room and think about how to ask you about it

you walk in while he's thinking and ask him if everything's alright

he stands up and first of all hugs you

then he asks you about the things that april said

again same thing with the other one he would be so confused

but with both of those scenarios i feel like he would ask what he can do to help

and he will help in any way

but honestly no matter what explanation you give him he will still not understand how his beautiful, gorgeous, amazing, smart and talented girlfriend is insecure

he still tries to help you tho

bam margera

bam i think is somewhere between the two of them

he doesn't notice right away but he also isn't completely clueless

he will probably notice some things but he wouldn't automatically assume that you're insecure

once it finally clicked for him he was so worried about you

he finds you as soon as possible and talks to you about it the minute you two are alone

he will be so sweet and patient while you tell him

holding your hands and rubbing his thumbs over the knuckles

he does everything in his power to make you feel better

he already doesn't like it when female interviewers flirt with him especially when you're right next to him

so while they're talking/flirting he's whispering in your ear

usually it's something funny about the interviewer

like how her shoes dont match with her dress

or just something funny in general

please laugh at his joke lmao

it'll make the interviewer feel awkward

once you guys are done with that he immedietly asks if you're okay and tells you that he loves you

in general he says "i love you" a lot but he has started saying double the amount

he just doesn't want you to forget

he always has an arm around you

out in public and with friends

he's just so happy that he's dating you and he wants the whole world to know

if you start getting better please tell him

he's so so so proud of you

literally kisses your entire face

all smiley for the rest of the day

a/n: if you ever need somebody to talk to im always here and i want to help in any way i can ♡♡♡

[sunwarmed-ash]

Thank You For Your Patience!! (Sinful Sunday Post)

As a thank you for being patient and sweet while I sorted my life out, I'm gonna post 4 lil Sinful Sunday snippets today! These will NOT be posted to ao3 until their debut! Get em while they're hot

Part 2: Love bites but so do I- Jacob x Bella x Edward

Chapter 6 Preview: 👀

For about one week, everything between the three of them is great. Like literally everything. Now that their rivalry has fizzled out, school, life, all ran smoother. The sex wasn’t half bad either. Even if it was limited to times when they could stay at Edward’s. 

In addition, the newest civility between the two boys helps get Charlie off their backs faster than anyone expected. He still hovered the usual parental amount, made sure both boys left right at curfew, and implemented a ‘under no circumstances were they allowed in Bella’s room,’ rule but overall the newest ‘alliance’ had vanished a lot of uncomfortable anxieties for all parties. 

Bella can't even begin to explain how much better it’s been making her feel. 

She’s on her way to get lunch with Jake when Charlie catches her attention.

“So, how long were you gonna wait until you told me you were dating both of them?”

Bella isn't sure if her face blushes, or loses its color when she turns to face her father. Her voice doesn't do her any favors either, cracking as she stuttered out an unconvincing, 

“Wh-what?”

“Come on Bells,” he rolls his eyes playfully, “I'm old but I’m not an idiot.”

“No, of course you're not,” she agrees, trying to decide just how honest she should be.

“So? How long?”

“Honestly, I- didn't know if it was going to work out myself.” It certainly wasn’t an option they would have even considered three years ago. 

“Has it,” Charlie presses and she can tell its intentions are genuine.

“So far, surprisingly well, yeah.”

“And they’re, you know, good to you?”

“Yeah dad,” She smiles, subconsciously reaching for the bracelet on her wrist. “They really are.”

“You told your mom yet?”

“God no,” Bella laughs, shaking her head. 

“Yeah,” Charlie smirks over the lip of his mug, “probably a good call.”

It’s quiet the way it’s always quiet right before Charlie is about to launch into an uncomfortable lecture. Bella internally braces herself. 

“Okay I feel like we really should have The Talk now.”

“NOPE,” She says, fighting the urge to cover her ears and run out of the room. “No, trust me, we really, really don’t need to!”

“I know Billy would probably be happy as a clam to be a grandfather but I tell ya Bella, I’m not ready-”

“GOT IT! THANK YOU CHARLIE, Bella shouts, her hands planted firmly over her ears now. “I’M LEAVING! NOW!” 

---

They are back over at Edward’s house. The Cullen’s are out again on a hunt. All minus Edward who went yesterday so he could be available for Date Night tonight. They are supposed to go see the new Leo Dicaprio movie. She’s more than a little excited for it.

At least she was, until they opened the door to a very anxious looking Jacob Black. 

“Hey, are you alright,” Bella asks first. 

Jacob fights with everything in him not to scoff angrily at her. He’s practically vibrating out of his skin he’s so worked up. He pushes aggressively past their bodies into the house and towards the ktichen. He’s fucking starving. Which is frustrating because he just ate twenty minutes ago. He shouldn’t be hungry again. 

“Why do you smell different?”

Edward is the first to notice the change in atmosphere. Which he should have guessed. Enhanced senses and whatever. He should feel relieved he noticed, but compouding with the hunger pains, unusual body aches, and fever he’s fighting, he’s not in the mood. He continues his trajectory toward the fridge. Pointedly trying not to accidentally think the answer. 

“Oh…” Edward exhales.

Well, guess he fucked that. Jake slams the door of Edward’s empty fridge hard. 

“Why do you even have a fridge!” 

“Hey! Jacob,” Bella scolds, though her face screams worry.  

“If you need help-” Edward starts to offer. Jake cuts him off. 

“Get the fuck out of my head!”  

“It doesn't work like that, and you know it,” Edward points out. 

“Guys,” Bella sighs. 

“Doesn't mean you get free reign to act on information that wasn't consciously given!” 

“GUYS!”

“But, I don’t understand,” Edward continued anyway, “I thought- Bella said you turned down the chance to be Alpha?”

“Yeah, well, evidently, my body didn't get the memo…” Jacob snarls.  

“Do you have someone to help you take care of it,” Edward asks. 

“What do you think?”

“Will someone PLEASE tell me what the hell is going on,” Bella demands.

“It's- complicated,” Edward answers for Jacob. The werewolf sends him a scathing look for his trouble.  

“And personal and none of your fucking business!”

“Jacob,” Bella pleads. 

“Sam? Leah? Emily,” Edward offers, pushing past the man’s attitude for the true issue at hand. 

“Yeah right,” Jacob scoffs hatefully. “They can't stand to be in the same room with me!”

“Little judgemental of them isn't it? Doesn’t it happen to them too?”

“Doesn’t what happen,” Bella asks again but the boys continue to ignore her. 

“Not- because of that. Because of…us,” Jacob finally admits, motioning between the three of them. 

Edward’s eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. 

“But I thought Sam said-”

“Guess he changed his mind.”

Edward’s teeth clench hard and Bella’s worry only compounds until she bursts. 

“Okay, is ANYONE going to fill me in now? I’d REALLY appreciate it!”

“Our families,” Edward sighs before a deprecating laugh bursts through his mask of real pain. “don’t approve of our relationship.”

“Oh. Well,” Bella says gently, moving closer to Jake to intertwine their fingers, “we didn't really think they would, right? I mean, Charlie was honestly a huge surprise.” 

Jake laughs, but its as bitter as Edward’s just a moment ago. 

“Enough that I’m unwelcome back on the reservation.” 

“WHAT? Jake, I-” Bella starts to apologize but Edward is pivoting past one trauma to continue the line of questioning from before. 

“What happens to you, if you don't get what you need?”

“...I don't know,” Jake admits, hands starting to tremble, “No one will tell me anything about it!”

“Hey, we're here,” Bella offers, pushing into Jake’s chest for a hug. 

“No,” he shouts before jumping away. “I-I have to go. I can't-, I don't know what’s going to happen to me. What I'm going to turn into. I can't hurt you. Either of you.” 

“You won’t hurt me,” Edward reassures.

“You don't know that!”

Edward shrugs. 

“On your best days you can’t outfight me.”

Jacob scoffs irritably. 

“I knew coming here was a mistake.”

“Jake, please,” Bella begs, her own tears lining her eyes because she doesn’t understand what's going on, why he's pushing her away. Them away. “Let us help you!” 

“You can’t,” Jake dismisses dejectedly, “Not with this.”

ao3 kofi insta

Read the other 3 here!

[possibilistfanfiction]

Oh my gosh! How have I just found this amazing tumblr? Please can I ask for any prompt from the AU in which they’re surgeons? Maybe domestic with their child or building to the ‘I love you?’ and maybe anything extra from 🐸?

[lil smth w their kiddo from surgeons au]

//

'hello, little dr. choi-silva.'

you roll your eyes with a laugh. 'hey, aunt cam.'

sometimes, when your moms are on overlapping shifts, you'll come to the hospital from school when you don't have violin or judo or tennis or something planned with your friends; you're old enough now to take the train, and they always let you hang out in the attendings lounge while you do your homework or watch something on your phone.

your aunt camila — a very fancy researcher, as you've come to understand as you got older, mostly because you've known her as your funny, kind, cool aunt since you were little — sits down next to you at the table.

'oh cool, trig. my favorite part of ninth grade.'

'ew.'

'hey, you can't drag math that much. i do all kinds of cool things with it, and your mom and i —'

'yeah, yeah, stem cells and rebuilding severed spinal cords. blah blah.'

'you were way nicer when you were four.'

'do you want to do my homework for me?'

your aunt camila laughs. 'i'm happy to do it with you, if you want.'

you, like, really don't want to do your math homework, but nora had wanted to come hang out at your house tomorrow and she makes you so nervous it's hard to focus. 'i want to get it done fast, so that would be sweet.' you scoot your chromebook and graph paper closer to your aunt. 'thank you.'

'does this speeding through math have anything to do with —' she looks around to make sure no one is listening, even though you're the only ones in the lounge — 'your girlfriend?'

horrifically you feel yourself blush. 'nora isn't — she's — ugh.'

'have you told your moms yet?'

'suddenly, trig seems so appealing.'

your aunt laughs but grants you a little grace, thank fucking god. you work for a while and, with your aunt explaining things patiently and clearly, you're just about to finish when both of your moms, a little surprisingly, come into the lounge.

'hey, tai,' your mama says, kissing you on the top of the head softly.

'what's up, kid?' your mom grins and squeezes your shoulder. you don't remember being adopted — you were just a baby anyway — but every time your mom smiles at you like that, or your mama gently corrects your form when you're sparring, or they both listen to you clumsily practice a new piece on the violin, before your fingers have gotten the hang of the notes you don't know yet — you think you're the luckiest person in the world.

your mom glances over your shoulder as your mama goes to, presumably, gather their things. 'one, my surgery got canceled — my patient had a fever, so you're stuck with both of us tonight.'

'however will i survive.'

your mom rolls his eyes. 'you're lucky you're cute.'

you know he knows you're kidding, but you still nudge his hip anyway and he ruffles your hair. 'two, did you finish your math?'

'i have, like, two more? but aunt cam helped a lot.'

'you knew your stuff all on your own,' she says, which is relatively generous but makes you feel better about your test in two weeks.

your mama comes over with her neat overnight duffel and your mom's messy cotton tote. 'does this efficiency with math have anything to do with your girlfriend coming over tomorrow?'

your aunt cam laughs — total traitor — and your mom grins, tapping. your chair with her cane when you groan and hide your face in your hands. 'i was gonna tell you guys, i swear.'

your mom rubs your back gently. 'you are your mother's daughter.'

'i'm adopted,' you whine.

your mama laughs. 'nurture is so strong, my love.'

she starts gathering your things too, straightening your backpack, and normally you would scoff and ask her to stop, because you're fourteen and way too old for that. but you love them both, a lot, and, like. your folders were out of the order you like — your class schedule, which your mama has memorized too — so you don't say anything.

'tai, since we're both off now, want to go get some pizza at roberta's?' she asks you, slipping into a fleece that's definitely your mom's — department of neurosurgery embroidered on it, but whatever. it's an enticing offer; your favorite.

'what's the catch.'

'we gotta put olives on half,' your mom says, handing you your coat as you stand.

'deal.'

'and you have to tell us about how you got together with nora.'

'i'm gonna run away. i swear.'

your moms and your aunt laugh — you love them so much you don't want to go to college out of the city; they're your favorite people in the whole entire world — but you pout for posterity. you grumble as you go to the car, and then while you're waiting in a booth for your order.

'out with it.' your mom grins.

your mama pats your hand and amends, 'if you're ready.'

you take a deep breath, but then you smile. 'okay, i've been dying to tell you guys.'

your moms grin.

[hangmanssunnies]

The Right One

A House We Share Drabble

Word count: 1.6k

Jake could remember vividly when it happened. Talia had been tucked into bed with her door locked. Jake had tucked his headphones in her ears and started up his iPod nano for her, doing the best he could to block out the noise. It was never enough. He knew he never did enough for her. His father's screaming throughout the house echoed too loudly. 

Jake was parked in front of the TV, not having it so loud that he couldn't keep an ear on what was happening, but enough that it was a distraction. Then in a lull in the yelling, it had come on. Some commercial for a local mattress store. The couple in the commercial had looked so happy, so in love. Bouncing on the different mattresses, jumping up and down on a Tempur-Pedic with a wine glass on it. They had fallen over laughing and knocked the glass over. The husband hadn't cared, kissing the wife again, as the commercial had gone on about some sort of warranty. In that lull, before Jake heard more shattering glass, a new little dream worked its way into his heart. 

And it is an odd thing for Jake to be able to live out his dreams these days. Even after the years have started to stretch and he has been his own man for a long time. It all feels a bit like he is still holding his breath, waiting for the other shoe to drop sometimes. The shoe hasn't dropped, and at this point, he doesn't think it will. Because he is here in a Mattress Firm trying out mattresses with you. 

Jake knew he had all the ingredients to be having a good time, but something wasn't right. He couldn't put his thumb on it. However, for some reason, not a single one of these mattresses felt good to him. You were being so patient with him, too, listening to the explanations, stats, and reviews he had looked up before coming to the store. Nodding along to each of his explanations and laying down on every single mattress with him, even when the only difference was the size. You took it seriously like Jake would legitimately buy a twin mattress (that he didn't even fit on) for your room. 

This was supposed to be something special, and Jake knew he was ruining it again. You two were lying on the worst bed so far, but Jake couldn't find it in him to get up and try another one that didn't feel right. 

Your hands starts rubbing his back, and he instinctually turns towards you. You are also on your side, looking at Jake questioningly, a furrow in your brow that makes his stomach churn and a frown pull at his lips. 

"Honey, what's wrong?" You ask him, and Jake feels a bit of warmth in his chest at the sweet name. 

"Something's not right," Jake finds himself grumbling, and he is now making an effort to hold back the tumbling rush of emotions in him that is starting to swirl together, building up.

"I agree this mattress just isn't the right one." While Jake does agree with your assessment, that wasn't what he was talking about. Because he isn't sure how to phrase his feelings, he just shrugged half-heartedly, muttering, "Not just the mattress."

You hum thoughtfully, cupping Jake's face sweetly, and his eyes automatically close, enjoying the gentle sweep of your thumb against his cheekbone. "Do you know know what's not right?" You ask him gently, and Jake's stomach pitches lower in his stomach. You are so good to him, and he is ruining yet another moment that should be special. 

"I thought it would feel different," Jake says trying to explain while pushing his face more firmly into your hand. 

"The mattress would feel different, or I would feel different?" You ask in an analytical, curious way.   

"You're perfect," Jake immediately says. Then taking a moment to think while frowning he tries to parce out his twisted emotions and find what's causing this. You wait patiently, not rushing him, content with holding him, it seemed. "I thought our shopping experience would be different, that I would be different. That it would be more fun." 

"Okay, how about a different store?" you offer. 

"This store has the best warranty in our area," Jake responds quickly. You hum in acknowledgment, and with a few more strokes of his cheek, you then brush your fingers lightly over his nose and forehead before leaning forward and kissing the scar next to his eyebrow. It makes Jake's head go blank. Immediately the tension that was tight in his shoulders starts to relax. He doesn't even realize he closed his eyes at the feeling until your lips are gone, and he is snapping them open to look for you again. 

You are getting up off this uncomfortable mattress, and Jake is sitting up after you. As the tug of the space between you constricts his diaphragm, he feels the need to close that distance. He doesn't really think that there should ever be any space between you. If he could work it out how, and you were okay with it, there would be no hesitation to mold himself together with you into one entity who never had to be apart. 

You glance around the store and Jake copies your action, not sure what you are looking for. You two are the only ones inside. The salesman had long abandoned you two for the back room, telling you to ring the bell on one of the desks when you were done shopping. Then you grab Jake's hand and pull him back to the other side of the store. 

"Sugar?" He asks, not resisting you, threading his fingers through yours while following. Then you are getting on one of the beds you tried earlier. It was a mattress that had a lot of springs which Jake wasn't a fan of. 

You let go of his hand in order to clamber back on the mattress. Standing tall you urge him to join you on the plastic-covered bed. When he is standing up with you, you immediately start bouncing. He nearly loses his balance but quickly regains it and starts jumping with you. Your giggles are contagious and Jake feels his own lips quirk in response until he is grinning as well. 

It follows one after the other Jake bounces on the beds with you and his heart feels lighter and lighter. Then on one of the beds, you are bouncing, grinning at him so wide, your joy evident in your eyes, and he can't believe you are here with him. Jake can't believe he is here either, happy and in love. 

Wrapping his arms around you, he falls backward on the bed. You're lying on his chest, and he cups your cheek before kissing you slowly and soundly. When you shift further up to get a better angle on the kiss after his tongue grazes along yours, he pulls away. 

"How do you always seem to know what I need?" He asks. 

You think about his question for a moment before answering. "I don't always know. Sometimes, I see you struggling, and I have no idea what to do. But then I just come back to what matters most."

"What matters most?"

"You and your smile. Seeing you happy, or maybe being happy with you. We are matching pieces, Jake. I'm just lucky that you have such a good sense of humor, because worst case scenario, I know I'll always get an obligatory chuckle for my bad jokes." 

"No," Jake quickly protests. "You are really funny, sugar. I love your jokes." 

"Thanks, honey. I appreciate that. I'm glad that jumping on the beds helped because, honestly, who wouldn't want to? I mean, there are like a million mattresses in here. They NEED to be jumped on." 

Jake laughs and lifts himself up to meld his lips with yours again. It feels dangerous how he can't get enough of you sometimes. This burning need to be closer, the fact that he never really feels settled anymore, unless he is in your general proximity. It should maybe worry him more how hot the constant want for you burns in his heart. It doesn't worry him, though. It can't, not when it all finally feels right. 

"I love you," Jake says breathlessly, wanting to make sure you know. The quirk of your lips and the warmth in your eyes every time he says the words make him never want to say anything else. 

"I love you more."

"I don't think that's possible," Jake scoffs. You giggle and lean down to kiss him again. He evades your lips, turning his face so you touch his cheek instead. That doesn't deter you, as you kiss that scar right next to his eye, that always makes his brain stop working a little bit. If he didn't love it so much, he really would just turn his face the other way. But he really, really, loves it. His grip tightens on you. "I think this might be the one." 

"Oh really?" You ask, shifting off of laying on him and instead cushioning yourself on the mattress, shifting your weight until you are comfortable. Jake has to take a moment to mourn your loss before answering, "Yeah, really." 

You hum and lace your fingers with his once more and say, "Tell me about this one again."

So he does. Jake tells you all about the mattress and the warranty and how long it is supposed to last. You listen, you offer your thoughts and occasionally kiss him. Then, when you are driving home, having ordered the new mattress to be delivered next week, singing along to the radio, still holding his hand, he feels nearly dizzy in love. And Jake feels so grateful that in finding his big dream, you give him the excuse to live all his little dreams too. 

[petitelepus]

Hi, I'd like a KNY normal + yandere matchup please. I'm okay with both human or demon, male or female character. Age : 25. Pronouns: he/him. Sign: Sagittarius. Personality: as a human, I'm funny, curious, I love to eat and travel, make new interesting friends, discover new activities and new places. I'm also analytical, I understand things people don't say or explain. Loved-ones say I can be blunt, opinionated, creative and love to persuade others. Independent, hard to know and anticipate. I really like to tease people, and even those I do not know well yet. As a demon, consider I would be the same but all my traits would be intensified. I would love to test people capabilities and prank them just for fun. Thanks!

I match you with Mitsuri Kanjori and Obanai Iguro!

Mitsuri and Obanai both fell for you at different times. It started with you and Mitsuri bonding over your common love for good food and that was when she fell for you... But she loved Obanai also!

And as for Obanai, he hated you a little at first. You have the guts to get so comfortable around Mitsuri, but you are persuasive and happy, even to a cynical Serpent Hashira... A little like Mitsuri herself was and you show that same affection towards him that you hold for the Love Hashira.

He would lie if he said he didn't see similarities between you and Mitsuri. You're both such bright people and seeing the two of you talk about this amazing cafe menu and food makes him smile beneath his bandages.

Though, unlike Mitsuri, you're a huge tease and sometimes press and try Obanai's nerves, since you love seeing him get mad because he so rarely shows any emotions.

You thirst for an adventure and you have the energy to go on one, or two, or even more, and you would be more than happy to share those adventures with your loved ones and create new memories with them.

Mitsuri is excited about all the new adventures and things you might discover if you go on one. She wants to include you and Obanai in everything she does or tries because you two are her sun and moon and she loves you both so freaking much.

Obanai on the other hand isn't the kind of guy who keeps his heart on his sleeve, no, he is quiet and reserved... But with your analytic skills, you can usually see what the Hashira is thinking, even without seeing his face fully. When it comes to you and Mitsuri, Obanai is a little more open.

Mitsuri loves receiving hugs and kisses from you and will compliment you and tell you how amazing you are. Obanai isn't a huge fan of hugs, but he has a way with words, knowing exactly what to say to get you flustered.

Doma is Yandere for you!

Doma takes a liking to you when he sees you for the first time. You're so happy despite becoming a wretched being like Demon and so open-minded.

You're fairly new to this being Demon thing, but Doma will happily take you under his wing and teach you what you need to know about being a Demon.

While he is at it, he will attempt to ensnare you around his pinky finger and make you into one of his puppets that follow his orders to the grave...

But the fact that you are smart, independent, and able to understand things most people can't, is a huge problem because it means that you are not easily manipulated.

But Doma is patient and wise despite his carefree attitude. He will make you fall for him and his sweet words and lighthearted laughter.

He loves seeing you prank unnaware people, both humans and Demons. Especially when Akaza is the latest victim of your pranks.

You've attempted to prank Doma also, but he won't get angry like his friend Akaza, no, Doma will laugh at the pranks and tell you how amusing they are.

He is a bad influence, trying to provoke you into pranking Akaza more, and unlike Doma, Akaza isn't afraid to rough you up. As a Demon, you can't be killed that easily so you can take a little beating.

Doma will always greet you with a smile and is always giving you compliments because they make you smile and trust in him more...

Just like he planned.

Soon you will view him as someone so dear to you that you will fight for him and that brings the biggest most sadistic smile to Doma's lips when he knows that you are willing to go beyond your abilities and endurance for him.