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mojavehearts · 5 years ago

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Fallout 4 Companions react to synth of soles spouse

ROMANCED

REQUESTED!

(Did only the romanceable companions for this one! I’m sorry if anyone’s upset that others like nick, deacon ECT weren't included :((( I would happily add them if it was really wanted though :)) )

(also to who requested it I’m sorry it took so long ! xx)

I tried to base this one on their personalities/how ive seen them ingame deal with things

(also ‘some’ of these assume that Sole took in Synth Shaun but if your sole didn’t just...Disregard it hsjdkfj)

Cait:

Cait LOVED just walking around with Sole, every-so-often fighting some raiders or supermutants or feral ghoul. But she never thought that on their way back, upon entering Sanctuary their Spouse would be standing right at the gate waiting for them, but this couldn’t be ? They were dead...Right? Sole took Cait to see their body...Cait was unimaginably scared and already heartbroken, would Sole leave her now? what would happen to them, to her and the person she loved so much, her rock. Sole was just as shocked as Cait was turning to Cait and then back to their presumed dead Spouse, but sole knew deep down it wasn’t them, couldn’t be. ‘’Cait, go home and wait for me can you? I promise ill be back soon’’ every bone in Cait’s body wanted to refuse but she didn’t she walked on and hated herself for it, she sat on the couch legs shaking, picking at her nails and biting at her fingers for what felt like forever until she heard the door open, she immediately turned her head to the sound, sole stood there eyes deep and murky Sole flopped down beside Cait with a sigh and then turned to her with a sad smile ‘’Synth...Shaun definitely has his father/mother’s sense of humour..’’ they laughed dryly and Cait swallows deeply ‘’So ..You just gonna throw me away then?’’ Sole raises an eyebrow at Cait ‘’Why in gods name would I do that Cait? ‘’ ‘’Synth or not they’re your husband/wife, that would mean more to you than me’’ Sole shook their head, pulling Cait close with a sigh ‘’It’s not like that, you’re what matters to me now alright?, I love you Cait’’ That was enough for cait, usually she would be flying off the rails, breaking things, beating on their spouse, but the way Sole said what they said she believed it.

Curie:

(why aren't there enough gifs out there of this BEAUTIFUL woman I cant omg)

Curie stood there, frozen. staring deep into the eyes of Soles ‘dead’ spouse as they looked around the room curiously, Sole had gone out for the day and Curie was just doing some housework when they casually walked in, she didn’t make a sound and they finally turned and jumped with a yelp, making curie scream out, then they both just looked at each other wide eyed and breathing heavy, she had half expected them to hurt her or yell at her or something for being in their spouses house, pictures of Curie and Sole were framed basically all over the house, it didn't take a genius to realise what was going on, but their spouse smiled at her ‘’Thank you, for taking care of Him/Her, when I was created I was just made to help...But I got free I wanted to know who ‘I’ was or who I am or who I was meant to be but I know now that I may be have the same body, same memories. But I assure you I’m not here to damage this relationship I may have the same body, but I’m a different person’’ Curie was pleased and looked back to them with a soft smile, maybe just maybe it would be okay ‘’Let me make you something to eat’’

Danse:

Danse wanted to take Shaun out for the day, teach him how to shoot and how to hunt. Sole had insisted that he and Shaun bond more and Danse NEVER says no to Sole, not that he’d want to Shaun was a lovely kid, a little soft around the edges but he’s sure he would...Uh grow? into a fine man

Danse had helped Shaun learn how to make his bullet land better from afar and he was doing quite well shot a mongrel dog from a few feet away behind a bush ‘’Congratulations soldier, Ill go bring it over maybe your mother/father will mount it, ‘Shaun’s first big kill’ you know that sounds pretty violent actually’’ Shaun laughed a little and took a seat in the ground Danse smiles at him and ruffles his hair ‘’Ill be right back buddy, you keep practicing’’ It wasn’t exactly to far and he made sure Shaun was still in his sights and that he could hear more practice shots but as he was walking back he noticed them stop he walked a little faster and then dropped the carcass ...Was that...Shaun was laughing and smiling up at the man/woman ‘’Danse! look! they must have made them too!’’ Danse was shocked and quite disturbed he watched as their spouse stood and turned to him, a slight smile on their face ‘’Shaun was telling me all about you, you’re raising him well’’ Danse felt his chest slowly untighten, the BOS paladin in him wanted to believe this was a way to hurt him, hurt Sole, but he knew he and this person were one and the same now, but it still stung so he just brushed them off and walked past them to check up on Shaun ‘’I wouldn’t hurt him, I know he’s not technically my son, but he’s still just a boy’’ for some reason the words ‘my son’ struck Danse hard in the chest and he stood ‘’I don’t know why you are here but you’d better leave, Sole has moved on. For good’’ Danse couldn’t control himself in that moment and the other just sighed ‘’I understand, but there is not were else for me, I thought, I think maybe Sole can help’’ Danse’s nostrils flare slightly ‘’You get your help but you stay away from my family alright’’

Hancock:

(im sad the only gif of him smoking I could find was a modded version of him :(( )

Hancock was back in Good Neighbour ‘Mayoral’ business and such, he was just enjoying a cigarette when his doors slammed open, Fahrenheit immediately jumps up to defend Hancock, when he then notices who it is ‘’What the-’’ ‘’You stay away from my wife/husband!’’ they yelled at him, practically spewing venom Fahrenheit turns to Hancock eyes wide as if to say ‘what the fuck I thought this guy/chick was dead!’ he just waves her away ‘’It alright, I’m sure we can talk about this like adults’’ he puts out his cigarette and stands slowly ‘’You stay away from my partner!, you...UGH what even are you’’ Hancock was used to people saying things like this so it didn't really affect him all that much ‘’Hey, don't piss me off are you forgettin’ I got guards here?, look I don't know why you’re so upset you’ve been ‘dead’ for years now, me and sole got a whole thing goin on’’ ‘’dead?...I’m not...dead!’’ Hancock tilts his head to the side, what the hell was going on here ‘’Sole saw you die friend, back in the vault’’ ‘’what?! no we got out and then the institute took us in but they went missing and they couldn’t fine them!, that's where I woke up and then someone destroyed it! after asking around I find out they’re this whole new person and that they’re with...You?!’’ Hancock knew then what was going on and sighed softly, leaning up against the wall ‘’hate to break it to ya buddy you’ve been dead for 60 plus years’’ he then chuckles ‘’come to think of it I think its 69 now...Damn I’m old’’ their spouse had had enough ‘’stop with this funny business! I was in the army/I was a lawyer!’’ Hancock groaned slightly and stood up straight ‘’You want proof? then deal with me for a little while and ill show you’’

it was...Long and tedious and frankly very awkward but they were finally in the vault, staring back at the ‘real’ spouse ‘’I...Oh my god I think I’m going to be sick..’’ Hancock nods in agreement ‘’Sole wanted to bury ya but things always get in the way, listen I never met to take em from ya but there’s some things you gotta know now’’

MacCready:

MacCready and Sole were having a great time together, watching Shaun and Duncan play when suddenly someone came running up to them embracing Sole quickly Mac gasped out and pulled out his sniper ‘’Oh honey! I’ve been looking everywhere for you I just woke up, somewhere I-I I don’t even know how to explain I...You look so different-’’ they then trail off and turn to Mac holding a gun to their head in shock ‘’Hey buddy put it away this is my wife/husband’’ Maccready looks at them and then Sole helplessly and then to Duncan and Shaun and then frowns deeply slowly holstering his weapon ‘’I get it...’’ he didn't know if he should laugh or cry, frankly he didn’t even know what he would have done if Lucy had come back would he go back? he loves Sole with his whole being but...’’No, I’m not’’ Sole blurts out ‘’What!?’’ both their spouse and Mac say at the same time in shock ‘’I’m married Nate/Nora, to Robert.’’ Sole takes MacCready’s arm and holds it, their spouse looks at them both in shock and Mac could have just melted at that moment, he was on cloud nine but his conscious spoke out ‘’But...Sole they’re your-’’ ‘’I don't care who they are or were or... whatever!, I saw them DIE so I know for a fact that its not...Really them anyway, even if they were that isn't me anymore, I love YOU’’ and here comes the heart eyes, he couldn't help but to be real smug about it either smirking slightly at their ex they look on in confusion, this was gonna take a lot of explaining

Preston:

It was during the raid on the institute people yelling and shooting, Preston was full of fury and love his newly found relationship with sole had really helped him gain a lot of confidence back in himself, they helped him become the man he wanted to be, well the man he always was and he couldn’t thank them enough for that really.

They ran together into a room guns at the ready to fire but when they walked in there was a man/woman holding up their arms

Sole puts their weapon down in shock ‘’Preston...look’’ Preston takes a good look at them and his eyes widen he turns back to sole and they share a glance ‘’P-Please don’t kill me’’ they didn’t recognise him/her, Preston felt bad for feeling relief that they didn't but he was weighing the odds of Sole leaving him already ‘’Lets take them with us, get them to safety...Please I can’t think of them dying again, even if its not them’’ Sole whispered to Preston softly, the flawed part of him was anxious and wanted to leave them there, but the better part of him knew that wasn’t what he was like and he nodded at Sole, they went through the rest of the Institute wiping it clean at the end Sole had even seen the synth version of their son, which made them go into hysterics, sobbing and holding him close. It was a good and bad day for them both

but also relieving

Preston strutted around Sanctuary later that day, anxious as hell, worrying if Sole wanted to leave him and start again with their son and husband/wife so when a hand came down on his shoulder he jumped ‘’Oh god preston im sorry didn’t mean to sneak up on you’’ Sole stared at him with gentle eyes and he could have fallen inlove all over again ‘’Babe I-’’ Preston sighed not being able to let out the words he wanted to, Sole shook their head slowly ‘’You’re an open book you know that? I love you, now come home Shaun needs to formally meet you’’ Sole kisses him softly on the nose and pats his chest, walking away slowly

and his worries all melted away

Piper:

Piper was writing a new paper, it was all she had seemed to do lately since sole was out on this strange railroad mission (if your sole didn’t side with the railroad/didn't join it or anything just change it to B.O.S or whatever you’d like) that they knew they would be gone a while for, it had been two weeks or so now and Piper missed them ...Like really bad, so she was writing paper after paper to try and keep her mind elsewhere, but resting up on their bed at Homeplate she just couldn’t tonight, she wondered if they were okay if they were eating or sleeping enough, if they were hurt. It was a lot to take and she wondered if she needed a cigarette

but then the door squeaked open ‘’P? you here?’’

‘‘Blue!’‘

Piper jumped up excitedly and raced down the stairs squeezing Sole into a tight hug ‘’I missed you too Piper, but hey you better look at what I found’’ Piper was confused and slowly let go of Sole, her eyes widen when she’s met face to face with an exact copy of their ex, she knew it couldn’t have been them, because sole buried them in Sanctuary ages ago ‘’Blue I- what’’ she was lost for words to be honest

‘‘Oh believe me I was just as shocked when I found them, there was this whole synth refuge up in the capital wasteland! they all had the mind wipe but no face change ...I had wondered why and then realised all of those people were replicas of dead spouses from my time...a bit Sick right? they were the newest one’‘ Sole almost chuckled as their ‘ex spouse’ walked around eyeing everything ‘‘I just ...wow Blue! wait... you ain’t leaving me right...Right?!’‘ Piper joked at first but then realised the gravity of the situation Sole laughed and took her hand softly raising it up to kiss her knuckles ‘‘oh my god P’‘

(the fact that you can tell which ones I wrote first and then which I wrote after I woke up from my intense sleep fjfhfffdhsj) (Im sorry again for the wait! )

#fallout 4 #fo4 #f4 #paladin danse #piper wright #preston garvey #hancock #maccready #cait #curie #cait fallout 4 #curie fallout 4 #sole survivor #bethesda #fallout reactions #fallout reaction #fallout companions #fallout 4 companions

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illfoandillfie · 5 years ago

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Countdown To Christmas

Pairing: Lucy Boynton x Reader x Gwilym Lee

Summery: When Gwilym reveals he has no plans for Christmas Day, you and Lucy invite him to spend it with you.

Warnings: SMUT (18+), Christmas themed girlfriend fluff, orgasm denial/edging, threesome (obv.), dom/sub/dom dynamic, oral sex (m and f receiving), spanking, sex toys - vibrator and strap-on, a teeny tiny bit of cumplay

Words: 9020 (jesus)

A/N: This is my secret santa gift for @laedymoon for @dtfrogertaylor ‘s Thank God It’s Christmas event! El, I got very excited when I found out I was going to be writing for you! You are my tumblr daughter/wife and I love you so much. I had a lot of fun writing this (I really don’t write either Gwil or Lucy enough) and I really hope you enjoy it!!

Taglist: @laedymoon @dtfrogertaylor @ezmina98 @vee-ndetta @atomic-watermelon @kellypenac @labessieisallama @deakyclicks @jennyggggrrr @drowseoftaylor @hannafuckingsucks @i-cant-hangout-im-drumming @queenmylovely @supersonicfreddie

THREE DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS

Normally you didn’t leave gift buying so late but this year things just seemed to have slipped away from you. To be fair, a lot of the big things you’d already bought. Your parents were taken care of, and Lucy. And besides, you didn’t really mind heading into the city so close to Christmas. It made you feel festive, especially as the sun faded and the strings of lights decorating each street and shopfront came to life. Aside from the crowds of people hurrying to finish their shopping, it was quite lovely. Light snowfall, a line of kids waiting to get their photo taken with Father Christmas, a choir huddled together singing carols. It just made you more excited for the actual day. You shook your head and squeezed Lucy’s hand as you tried to remind yourself that you weren’t there for the festive ambience, you had things to do.

Together you and Lucy entered Harrods, heading straight for their Christmas display. You were mostly looking for smaller items, fun and maybe a little gimmicky, for the friends you were likely to see over the holiday season and your neighbours, a thank you for collecting your mail while you and Lucy had been away earlier in the year. “D’you think Pam and Harry would like a cookbook?” you asked Lucy as you browsed one of the tables of “Gifts For Her” the store had laid out. “I don’t think they’re that big into cooking. What about this cocktail set? See it’s got a shaker and a couple of flavours,” “Isn’t Harry a teetotaller?” “Oh, shit you’re right, okay forget that. Maybe a puzzle?” Lucy laughed as she pulled the suggestion out of thin air, giving you a look that plainly said Lord I don’t know. You were about to suggest searching in a different part of the store, hoping something would leap out at you as the perfect gift, when a voice caught your attention. “Lucy? Y/N?” “Gwil!” Lucy smiled as the tall, bearded man came over, “Fancy running into you here.” “Finishing your shopping?” “Yeah” you said, “thankfully almost done. What about you?” “I’ve been given a slight reprieve this year. Not doing the whole big family thing we had planned.” “Oh no, what happened?” “Oh it’s not that bad Luce. My parents decided they wanted to spend the holidays somewhere warmer so they’re on a cruise in the pacific right now. And then my brother’s family have all come down with some sort of cold or flu or something, so we’ve all decided to save our festivities until new year's. It’s great though, means I haven’t had to rush buying presents or anything, only looking for something for my niece and nephew now.” “So you’ll be alone on Christmas? Why don’t you come over to ours instead?” “I couldn’t intrude like that,” “Don’t be daft, not intruding if we invited you,” Lucy laughed, “Seriously, it’s just going to be me and Y/N all day. We’re going to my parents for Boxing Day lunch but other than that it’s just the two of us and we’ve already bought more food than we could possibly get through on our own.” “You really don’t mind?” “Of course not Gwil! You’re practically family anyway. We’d have invited Ben too but Y/N spoke to him last week and he’s already got plans.” “Alright, you’ve twisted my arm, I’ll be there.”

You chatted to Gwilym for a little longer before he left you to wander around in search of suitable presents once more. Both you and Lucy agreed you should get him something too, although, distracted by other people’s gifts and a little worn out from having to navigate the crowds, it ended up slipping your mind. It wasn’t until you were at home, sitting on your living room floor wrapping your haul that you realised. “Hey what happened to that book about the Welsh rugby team? The one we were going to give Gwil?” you asked as you finished writing on the gift tag of the present you’d just wrapped. “I thought we decided he’d already read it and left it behind.” You looked over at the small Christmas shrine you’d created. With only the two of you, and your house being more cosy than spacious, you’d decided not to worry about the whole big tree thing. Instead you’d bought a kitschy fiber-optic tree that was small enough to sit on a little table and surrounded it with tinsel, a few cards you’d received and a candle that smelt like Christmas pudding. There was enough space under the table to stack the few presents you’d be opening come Christmas morning. Each of you had two to open, something naughty and something nice, a decision you’d made as soon as you realised you’d not be seeing anyone else all day. “We have to get him something.” “Okay but I’m not going back into the city two days out from Christmas. It’ll be mad and everything’ll be sold out.” “Well what do you suggest then Luce?” She furrowed her brow as she thought for a moment and then she looked at you. “I know that look Lucy, whatever your idea is it’s dangerous.” “Not dangerous. Risky maybe.” “Spit it out then,” “What if we gave him a threesome?” You laughed but stopped when you realised she wasn’t, “Bullshit, you’re not serious are you?” “Well I’m sure he’d like it. Isn’t it every guy’s dream to have a threesome with two girls?” “I wasn’t saying he wouldn’t like it. Just didn’t expect that to be your first idea. You really thought threesome before you thought of the weird little shop up the road?” “That shop wouldn’t have anything Gwil liked, it’s all incense and crystals and hippie stuff. And you have to admit it’s a hot idea. He’s hot. Can’t say I haven’t thought about it before and I know you have too.” “Okay true I have.” “Good, so we’re doing it?” You considered for a moment, “Fuck it why not. It would be the best type of present since it’ll be as fun for us as it is for him. So then how to we give it to him? Like just blurt it out when he arrives or, a piece of paper that says redeem for one free threesome or something?” you laughed and shook your head at the slightly ridiculous turn the conversation had taken. “What about a little coupon book? Then we can give him some other things too in case he doesn’t actually want a threesome. Wait here,” Lucy pushed herself to her feet and ran off down the hall. You listened, bemused, as she opened and closed cupboards, rifling through them and pulling various things free, only returning when her arms were full. She dropped back to the floor next to you and laid everything out. Scissors, a stapler, a stack of paper, coloured pens. “Love, your artsy farsty, you wanna design a cover for the coupons? And then maybe write some things out in nice lettering?” Lucy pushed the pens towards you with her toes as she began mocking up a template to use as a size reference. You plugged your phone into some speakers and shuffled your Christmas playlist, both of you singing along as you set to work creating Gwilym’s present. By the time you were done you had a very cute little book of coupons, suitably decorated with festive colours and a little bit of glitter you’d remembered you had. Inside were ten coupons ranging from One Free Hug to One Free Threesome. You stood up and stretched as Lucy wrapped it and added it to the pile under your little tree.

TWO DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS

Lucy had splodges of batter over her shirt, a mishap with the electric mixer, and flour smudged across her nose and cheek, entirely your doing. She’d got you back, a smear of brown sugar over your forehead though you rubbed it in and thanked her for the exfoliant. Her attempts to act unimpressed, making a big show of rolling her eyes and telling you to get back to work, were admirable but the giggle gave her away. The kitchen itself wasn’t faring much better, splatters of butter and flour and sugar littering the bench and a few spots of the batter that covered Lucy’s shirt also decorating the walls. It was a shame really since you’d spent most of the day cleaning, intending on having the place spotless for when Gwilym arrived. “Is it meant to be that sticky?” Lucy asked over the Christmas playlist you’d once again put on, trying to compare the recipe on her phone to the concoction currently sitting in a blob on the bench, “I thought it was supposed to be firmer?” “Maybe it’ll fix itself as you knead it,” you shrugged, “just put down some extra flour.” “Maybe Gwil will bring some store bought gingerbread with him and save us from ourselves,” “It’s not that bad, look,” you grabbed an extra handful of flour, scattering it over the dough and bench, coating your palms in the remnants. Lucy took a step back, “those come no where near me Y/N, I swear,” You held your white palms up to her innocently before taking to the dough, pushing and pulling it until it began to form a smooth ball which you placed on the beeswax wrap Lucy laid out, “see, nothing to worry about.” “S’pose we’ll find out for sure in half an hour when we roll it out.” She took the wrapped up dough from your hand and placed it in the fridge, “Siri, set a timer for thirty minutes.” While her back was turned you began tidying up the sack of dirty dishes, collecting a little of the mixture that still clung to the edge of the bowl on your thumb, “You don’t have to wait that long,” “Wasn't it half an hour? I’m sure that’s what the recipe said.” As Lucy turned eyes on her phone, trying to find the right part of the recipe, you caught her, sliding your thumb across her bottom lip and spreading the sticky batter there. She looked shocked for a minute before her tongue darted out to taste it, “okay, that’s really good,” a grin spread out across her face as she took a step towards you, and then another, and another, backing you up against the bench. One of her hands fell to your waist as the other cupped your cheek and she brought her lips to yours. You hummed, sucking some of the sweet spiced mixture off her lip. “What do you think?” “Yeah we nailed it,” “Mmhmm, good,” Lucy reached behind you, running her finger along the side of the bowl, collecting more of the leftovers. Slowly she slipped the finger between your lips, biting her own as she watched you suck it clean.

By the time the alarm went off Lucy was sitting on the clean part of the bench, your hands resting on her thighs as you made out. The rude beeping blasted through the jazzy rendition of White Christmas, and your moment, making you spring apart in surprise. Lucy, face flushed and demeanour flustered, giggled as she reached to turn off the alarm, “effective way of killing time,” “Could keep killing time, perhaps in the bedroom,” you trailed your finger over her thigh as you spoke. “But the dough’s ready, we can roll it out now.” “The dough will still be there in a couple of hours.” Lucy raised an eyebrow. “An hour? Half an hour? Fifteen minutes?” “C’mon,” she slipped off the bench, “grab the cutters, would you?” “Not even fifteen minutes?” you waited but Lucy didn’t say anything, “Fine, s’pose baking is almost as fun,” You turned to dig around in the draw for the cutters Lucy had bought. You managed to find them as Lucy lay out more flour and picked up the rolling pin, two cutters shaped like men, one like a Christmas tree and one like a heart. Together you pressed them out and lay them out on the baking trays, occasionally sneaking bits of the raw dough into your mouths. “They look really good,” Lucy said as she placed the last one on the tray. “They’ll look even better when they’re cooked,” “Ha ha ha. Just for that you can stick them in the oven and keep an eye on them while I go have a shower.” “Sure you wouldn’t rather I join you?” you traced your fingers lightly along her shoulder, hooking them under the strap of her bra. Without warning you pulled the strap away from her and let it go, making her squeal as it snapped back against her skin. “You’re a shocker, Y/N.” “You’re the one who put her fingers in my mouth so really I think this is on you.” “Just don’t let them burn.”

For a few minutes you stayed in the kitchen, scrolling through your Instagram feed, liking a few friends' posts about their own holiday activities, as you absentmindedly hummed along to the music. But that got old fast. Figuring you’d smell the biscuits burning if anything went wrong you left the timer ticking in the kitchen and headed out to the lounge room. The Christmas shrine caught your eye. Surely it wouldn’t matter if you had a little peek. Not even a peek, just a rattle. Just to see if you could guess what Lucy had got you. It wasn’t like you were going to unwrap it early, just play a little guessing game with yourself. You tiptoed a few steps closer to the bathroom door, listening to make sure the water was still running and then, having decided the coast was clear, you scurried back towards the tree. Carefully picking up the smaller of the two gifts baring your name, you examined the tag. A red dot. The naughty present. It was in a box, that much you could tell, but it didn’t help you narrow it down much. The size of the box didn’t really give anything away either. It was just an average sized box that could hold any number of naughty items. You gave it an experimental shake. And then, when you didn’t hear anything move, another shake, harder than the first. Still nothing. Perhaps that meant it was made from a soft material, or perhaps Lucy knew you’d try to figure out what she got you and intentionally packaged it so as to limit its movement. Either way, there were too many possibilities for you to work out what it was, so you put it back and reached for the nice present. “And what are you doing?” Lucy’s voice startled you. “Just rearranging, making sure the pile was steady.” “Sure, that’s believable.” “Oh come on Luce,” you turned around on your knees, “not like I was doing anything bad,” “Trying to work out what I got you for Christmas isn’t bad?” “No, it’s not. I’d say it’s perfectly reasonable.” “Well I’d say it’s impatient. Little bit bratty,” You bit your lip, your breath hitching with the word. You knew what bratty meant. “But you’ve been a little impatient all day haven’t you. Wanting to get me into bed before we finished baking. So maybe you need to learn how to wait. And you can start by waiting for me on the bed. No clothes and no touching.” You made to stand up but Lucy just tutted at you. “Didn’t say you could walk, you know how much I like looking at your bum.” With an eyeroll you dropped back to your knees and began crawling towards the bedroom door.

Lucy made you wait for fifteen whole minutes before she followed you into the bedroom. “Luce, what the hell took you so long?” you asked, leaning against the headboard. It had taken every ounce of self-control you had to not touch yourself and you were already feeling antsy, ready for more. “Had to pull the biscuits out since you decided to misbehave before they were done,” she crossed the room, heading towards your cupboard and dug around inside for a moment. When she turned around she held a vibrator in her hand, “And you’re learning a lesson about patience, lucky I didn’t make you wait even longer.” You groaned, suspecting where things were headed. Lucy just chuckled as she moved towards the bed, dropping the vibrator onto the sheets as she kneeled beside you and pushed your legs open. Slowly she ran a finger through your folds, “Already wet for me. Good girl. You ready?” “Yes,” your voice sounded airier than normal, even to your own ears. With one hand she tugged on your hair, making you tilt your head back so she could capture your lips, continuing the kisses from earlier. Her other hand remained between your legs, fingers dragging through the slick and spreading it over and around your clit. You whined at the contact, hoping that if you sounded enticing enough Lucy might forget her plans to punish you. It didn’t work. Her fingers pressed against you firmly, drawing you closer and closer to the edge, leaving you panting against her lips, and whining when she pulled her hand away. “Patience, my love.” “You’ve got that look again. I’m not going to get off tonight, am I?” “Clever girl. Don’t think you’ll be getting off before Christmas Day.” “Lucy,” you whined, but she just laughed, leaning back to remove her own shirt. “Weren’t you wearing a bra before? Distinctly remember snapping the shoulder strap.” “Couldn’t be bothered after the shower. Figured you were going to take it off anyway but then of course I found you being so naughty,” Once more her fingers found your clit, “and my plans changed.” You could feel the familiar tingle creeping up, your hips shifting automatically in an attempt to find more friction. Christmas Day suddenly seemed an age away and you weren’t sure you could wait that long. Perhaps if you distracted Lucy enough, she wouldn’t realise how close you were getting, and you’d be able to steal an orgasm. Licking your lips, you directed your attention to her chest, dragging your tongue along one of her breasts before sucking her nipple into your mouth. Her fingers faltered for a split second and her breath hitched but she didn’t stop. Christmas music floated from the kitchen where it was still playing, but neither of you were in any frame of mind to think about changing the playlist. The sound was punctured by your muffled moan as Lucy pulled you towards the edge, followed by a soft squeak from Lucy herself, as you reach up to tweak one nipple, and drew circles with your tongue round the other. For a moment you thought your plan had worked, that Lucy was distracted enough, but then she pulled her hand away, making you whine and release her breast. “Awww, baby thought she’d get what she wanted?” Lucy mocked, taking your chin in hand. “Maybe,” “Baby was wrong,” she let go of your chin, tapping your cheek twice, “Think we’ll do one more for now.” Before you could say anything in return Lucy had picked up the vibrator and pressed it to your clit. You hissed as she turned it on low, your clit on the verge of being sensitive. It took less time for you to reach the edge again, a combination of the vibrator’s stimulation and how much you’d already endured. She waited until the last possible moment before she pulled the vibrator away, leaving you panting the word please as you tried to grind against thin air. “You’re done, for the moment at least. Might give you a few more before I let you go to sleep,” as she spoke Lucy stood and kicked off her pants and underwear, “But now it’s my turn. Here, hold this.” You took the vibrator from her, tempted to quickly use it on yourself, consequences be damned. Instead you waited. “Oh, good girl. You’re learning,” “Does that get me a reward?” Lucy laughed, “Bold. But yes, alright. It’s not the reward you want though, just a kiss,” she tapped your leg, indicating you should close them, and straddled your waist. You let her pull your arm into position, so the vibrator pressed against her pussy, and turned it on. She hummed as it came to life and brought her lips to yours. Each moan and whine she made was swallowed by you, the kiss only getting deeper and sloppier as she rocked her hips against the buzzing machine. It was close enough to your own skin that you could feel it’s pulsing, but nowhere near close enough to give you any real pleasure. Instead you had to be content with Lucy’s fingernails digging into your shoulder, her teeth scraping over your lip, her legs beginning to tremble as she hovered over you. Her lips parted from yours as she repeated the word yes over and over, her breaths gasped in between, culminating in a long moan as she hit her climax, shuddering through it. “Oh god,” she whined, grabbing your wrist to push the vibrator away. You turned it off as her head fell to your shoulder, still panting as she came down from her high. “You sure you don’t want to watch me cum like that?” “Positive,” she giggled into your shoulder. “Damn.” “Come on, we should get up, gotta finish tidying the kitchen and then I think it’s cheesy Christmas movie time.”

ONE DAY UNTIL CHRISTMAS

You weren’t entirely sure if the morning started off good or bad. On one hand, you woke up with Lucy’s fingers sliding through your slick folds. On the other, she edged you twice, resolutely sticking to her plan to keep you denied until Christmas. You considered that morning to be when she broke you. Of course, you’d played with denial before but for the most part it only lasted however long it took for Lucy to cum two or three times and then she’d take pity on you. The most you’d done was one day and that wasn’t even by design, just an accident while you’d been staying with your parents for a weekend. So the previous evening it had all seemed like a game, a joke even. Surely she was stringing you along. You’d not worried if you came across as bratty, confident that by the time you were hoping into bed she’d give in. Now though, after she’d sent you to sleep with another edge and then woken you up with two more…perhaps she was serious. You were rapidly losing confidence that it would end on Christmas Day, half convinced she was having too much fun to actually let you cum ever again. The idea that she was going to keep you wet and desperate for days rather than hours was scary and overwhelmingly erotic. Knowing that no matter how many times you asked, no matter if you got down on your knees and begged for it, she wasn’t going to give in, only made the need grow. When she was satisfied with the way you whined please she lay down and spread her own legs, telling you it was time you repaid her generosity. “Could have edged you more, kept going until you were so sensitive you were begging me to stop. But I didn’t. So how about you show me some gratitude,” Perhaps it was because a part of you hoped good behaviour would earn you a shorter punishment, or perhaps you just wanted something to take your mind off the way your clit was throbbing, but either way you were laying between her legs within seconds, without so much as a muttered comment about unfairness.

Despite the uncertain beginnings, Christmas Eve went well. The morning was spent decorating the gingerbread you’d made the previous day, a process just as sticky as the actual biscuit dough had been, especially since there was a small mishap with the red food colouring that left a stain on the benchtop. But eventually you had a decent selection of coloured icings set out in piping bags as well as decorative sprinkles and the like. You and Lucy let your artistic sides take over as you gave the gingerbread men faces and buttons and sometimes hats or scarves. Silver and gold balls adorned the trees like little baubles and Lucy used the sprinkles on a few of the hearts to spell out yours, Gwilym’s and her own initials. When you were done you carefully packed most of them away into a Tupperware box to keep them safe, though you picked out a few of the funnier looking ones to snack on while you watched another cheesy movie.

Halfway through the movie the phone rang. “I’ll get it,” you said, pushing yourself off the couch. Lucy’s hand had been wandering higher and higher up your thigh for the last few minutes and you had already begun to feel the heat in your cheeks rising. The phone call was a good excuse to calm down a little before she could have you begging again. “Hello?” you said into the receiver. “Y/N? Hi, it’s Gwilym.” “Oh! Gwil, hi! You’re not calling to cancel tomorrow are you?” you turned to lean against the wall as you spoke, watching Lucy as she watched you. “No, no, the opposite actually. Wanted to make sure you’re still okay to have me,” You held back a giggle at the unintentional double entendre although you gave Lucy a look, pumping your eyebrows, “of course we’re okay to have you,” “Excellent, really looking forward to it,” “So are we. It’s going to be fun,” Lucy laughed, and you had to cover the receiver so Gwilym wouldn’t hear you struggling not to join her. “I should have asked this when I saw you the other day but do you want me to bring anything?” “Oh um, I think we’re all good for lunch. We’ve got turkey and a few different sides. Plus a Christmas Pudding and we’ve just finished decorating some gingerbread biscuits. If you want you could bring another bottle of wine or two, or maybe some mince pies, but if you can’t be bothered don’t worry about it.” “Wine and pies, think I can handle that.” “Seriously, only if it’s no trouble. We’ve probably got way too much food and drink as is and you will definitely be leaving with some leftovers.” “What’s Christmas without plenty of leftovers? I’ll be happy to take as much as you want to part with, anything if it means I don’t have to cook or go grocery shopping for a few more days.” You did laugh at that. “Anyway, I should let you get back to whatever you were doing,” “Watching Christmas movies,” “I caught Love Actually on TV Last night, still holds up.” “So did we! Absolute classic,” Gwilym’s laugh crackled through the receiver, “Definitely a classic. Oh! Almost forgot, what time do you want me there?” “How about elevenish? Should give us time for a pre-lunch drink.” “Sounds great. Thanks again for inviting me, I’ll see you tomorrow,” “It’s our pleasure! See you then,” you hung up the phone and turned back to the couch, “Gwil just wanted to know if he should bring anything.” “Yeah I gathered,” You dropped back into your seat and Lucy’s hand went straight back to where it had been before you answered the phone, as if there was a magnet pulling her towards your thigh.

By the time the credits were rolling you’d lost track of which movie you’d been watching, too preoccupied with how badly you wanted to cum. “Please Lucy, please.” “Stop asking, it’s not going to happen.” “Can you at least fuck me properly? Keep edging me, I’ll be good and I won’t complain, but I need you to do more than rub my clit, please.” “You want me to finger you hard and fast? Or maybe you want to be fucked with my stap? Wanna feel me deep in your pretty little pussy? “Yes, please,” “You’re really desperate, aren’t you?” she sounded almost surprised by the turn of events. All you could do was nod your agreement, “C’mon Luce, please? You’ll have so much fun and I promise I’ll behave,” Lucy giggled, “I’m already having fun just knowing what a whiny little slut you’ve turned into. And as much as I’d enjoy fucking you, I’m not going to. I want Gwil to see how pathetic you are right now. Besides, you’re way too close and I don’t want to risk you going over.” You whined and let your head hit the back of the couch as Lucy laughed.

CHRISTMAS DAY

You woke before Lucy did, grogginess gone the second you realised what day it was. A glance at the clock told you it was just after 9.00. Carefully you slipped out of bed, pausing when Lucy made a snuffling sound, holding your breath as she snuggled deeper into the warm covers. Careful to skip the squeaky floorboard outside your bedroom door, you tiptoed from the room, thankful you’d had the foresight to slip a pair of socks on as you changed into your pyjamas the night before. As quietly as you could you made your way to the kitchen where the speaker was still set up and grabbed it. Then, just as quietly, you made your way back to the bedroom. With one eye on Lucy’s peaceful figure you set the speaker down and turned the volume up high. You were ready to run the second you hit play on the Christmas playlist, an entirely too loud rendition of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer suddenly filling the room. Lucy damn near screamed in shock, yelling your name as she sprang out of bed and chased you from the room. “Y/N you bitch! I’m so going to get you for that!” You were cackling as she chased you through the house into the living room, stopping with your arms outstretched when you ran out of escape routes. “Wait wait wait,” you said hurridly, almost needing to yell to be heard over the music. “Better say something good or I’m going to have to end you,” “I love you?” Lucy lunged forward and you took a step back, hitting the arm of the couch. On most days you would have been able to duck under her arms and continue running through the house but not today. Today your knees gave way as they hit the arm sending you toppling backwards onto the cushions. Before you could even think to roll off the couch Lucy took the opportunity the universe presented her with and climbed onto your lap, effectively pinning you down. You squealed as she began tickling you. “Luce, god stop, I’m gonna pee my pants,” “You deserve it! That was so mean!” “Bu- ah! - But I’ll ruin the couch,” She stopped suddenly, “Fair point,” You were still panting as you grinned up at her, “Merry Christmas, by the way,” “Merry Christmas,” She said, leaning forward to peck you on the lips. “You gonna let me up?” “Okay but you have to make tea,” “Sure, as long as I can go pee first. I was not joking about that.”

You were just bringing the tea out of the kitchen when Lucy, having turned down the music and brought the speakers out to the living room, called out to you from where she sat on the floor, “Hey, we should open our naughty presents before Gwil gets here,” “Ooo yes, definitely. Here, take this,” you handed her mug down to her, followed by your own mug, “you want some gingerbread?” “A heart please,” “So picky,” you shook your head but collected the requested biscuit anyway. When you returned and took your own seat Lucy handed you the box you’d examined two days previously. You pulled out the gift you’d wrapped for Lucy from the small pile and handed it over. Together you unwrapped your presents, wrapping paper flying as you tore into yours though Lucy was a little more careful. Your gift was a set of silky-smooth lingerie in Egyptian Blue. “Do you like it? I thought the colour would match your eyes,” You ran your fingers over the floaty babydoll, “It’s gorgeous, I love it,” Lucy broke out smiling as she finished unwrapping her own gift, “Well this is interesting,” she began pulling items out of the hamper you’d created, “A candle. Didn’t know you were interested in wax play.” “Not what I had in mind. Mostly just a mood setting thing, but I s’pose your idea could be interesting.” “What else have we got, hot rocks, massage oil,” “Actually, it’s a massage oil slash lube that heats as you rub it in.” “So this is for a sexy massage then,” “Mmmhmm. That’s also why there’s a bullet vibrator is in there.” “Does this mean I can expect you to treat me to a massage sometime?” “Absolutely. I’d say let’s do it right now if Gwil wasn’t coming over.” “Definitely don’t want to be interrupted,” Lucy leaned over to kiss you, “Thank you, it’s lovely and I can’t wait to try some of this stuff out. Maybe I’ll keep you denied until you show me how it all works.”

When Gwilym arrived the presents were safely shut away in the cupboard in your bedroom, the turkey was cooking, and you were on your second lemon, lime and bitters. You opened the door to find him wearing a dorky Christmas sweater and carrying two bottles of wine, a box of Mr Kipling’s Mince Pies, and two packages wrapped up in paper decorated with snowflakes. “Hello hello. Merry Christmas” Gwilym kissed you on the cheek, a few flakes of snow clinging to his beard. “Merry Christmas to you too! Let me take those off you,” you took the wine and led Gwilym through the house to the kitchen, “Can I get you a drink? We’ve got all sorts, bitters, gin, whisky, a bit of champers, some mulled wine going on the stove,” “I’ll start with some of the wine if that’s alright,” “Work your way up to the strong stuff?” “Precisely. Lucy, Merry Christmas,” “And to you Gwil,” she said as he dropped a kiss to her cheek too. “Where can I stick these?” “Presents? Gwil you didn’t have to,” “Oh hush, it’s Christmas, as if I wasn’t going to.” “Fair enough, well, I’ll take the pies, add them to the rest of our goodies. If you take the presents out to the living room, you’ll see where a couple already are. Give me a second to grab a drink and I’ll be out.”

You handed Gwilym his drink and led him out to the small tree, both of you taking a seat as you chatted. Before long Lucy joined you, drink in one hand, box of gingerbread biscuits in the other. As soon as she was seated you got stuck into the presents, torn wrapping paper and excited exclamations flying. The larger present from Lucy that you’d been caught trying to peek at turned out to be a new record player, and the one of Gwilym was a fancy notebook and fountain pen. Lucy loved the vintage hand mirror and set of blush and highlighters you got her, almost spilling your drink as she tackled you with a grateful kiss when she realised it was the mirror she’d seen in an antique store and regretted not buying. She’d gone back for it a week later and found it had been sold. “God I am so glad you finally know!” you laughed as she sat back down and examined it, “You kept going on about it but I’d already bought it and hidden it and I had to stop myself from laughing or spilling the secret every time you brought it up.” Gwilym bought her a book about fashion and style in the 1960s which, while it didn’t elicit quite the same response, was enough to earn him a bright smile and a tight hug. Finally, there was one present left. “That’s yours Gwil, from both of us,” Gwilym wasted no time in unwrapping it, dropping the paper to the ground as he looked at the cover, “Coupons?” “Look inside,” Your stomach felt tight with nerves and you glanced over at Lucy who was subtly shredding a scrap of wrapping paper. With a curious glance at both you and Lucy he began flicking through the pages, “One free hug, nice, a free meal. Do I have to use that to get lunch today?” “No, we’ll give you today free anyway, but you can come back and cash that in any time you like.” “Cheers,” he laughed and kept flicking though. You knew he’d reached the last page by how wide his eyes went. “Does this mean what I think it means?” “If you think it means Lucy and I are inviting you to sleep with us both then yes it does. Do you like it?” “Yes, Christ yes. Do I have to spend it today or is it like the meal one where I’m guaranteed a threesome because it’s Christmas?” “No, that one has to be cashed in I’m sorry.” “Then I’d like to cash it in now, please.” “Right now? You only have one, you sure you want to use it so soon?” Lucy asked. “Positive.” “Don’t want to save it for later tonight,” “Surely we’ll be too full and tipsy to move later,” “Good point.” “So, um,” he seemed a little unsure of how to progress, “how is this going to work?” “Just like sex normally does but there’s an extra person?” “More meant what are your limits and that sort of stuff, Luce” “Yeah I know, was pulling your leg.” She looked over at you as she spoke, “I mean, I think we’re both fine with most things. Nothing too BDSM-y or whatever but Y/N does tend to run more submissive.” You nodded, “Yeah, uh, I guess I like being told what to do, called names, stuff like that. My safeword is red just so you know, not that I think we’ll need it but, better safe than sorry.” Gwil nodded, “And,” his cheeks seemed a little more flushed than before, “this feels kinda weird to talk about but, how….uh, how involved do you want me to be?” “It’s your present Gwil, so as involved as you like.” Lucy seemed a lot more comfortable with the discussion, “ If you’d prefer to watch us that’s cool or if you wanted to fuck us both we’re into that too.” “Okay then, sounds good to me,” “Y/N, love, why don’t you go change into the thing you unwrapped this morning and wait for us in the bedroom. Got some other stuff I want to talk to Gwil about.” With a grin and a racing heart you scurried off to do just that, able to hear Gwil quietly asking what thing?

When you heard the doorknob turn you stood up, the soft material of the baby doll floating around the top of your thigh as you moved. “That’s pretty,” Gwilym said softly, stepping closer to you as Lucy followed him into the room and shut the door behind her, “suits you. Lucy’s got good taste.” “She told you she bought it for me?” “She told me a few interesting things. Like how you’re an impatient little brat who had to be put on denial to be taught a lesson.” Gone was the slightly uncomfortable Gwil from your discussion, now he was all confidence and control. It was a marked difference that made you clench your thighs together. “Oh, that,” “Yes, Gwil knows all about how I’ve been edging you for days now and how pathetically wet it’s made you. I also told him he now gets to choose if and when you cum today.” “What?” you were aghast. With Lucy you’d been maybe eighty-five percent sure she would be true to her word but with Gwil you had no idea what to expect. “That’s right. So you’re going to be a good girl for me, aren’t you?” “Yes,” you nodded emphatically to show how much you meant it making both Lucy and Gwilym laugh. “I told you she was desperate.” “Desperate enough to suck my cock?” Gwilym had spoken more to Lucy than you but you dropped to your knees all the same, beyond caring how eager you appeared or how much they’d mock you for it. “Christ,” Gwilym muttered under his breath and then, addressing you, “When was the last time you sucked dick?” “Umm, depends. I’ve sucked on Lucy’s strap a couple of times but the last time I did it with a real dick was before me and Luce got together, so over a year. But I got good feedback from him.” “You okay to do it now?” “Sure. Just like riding a bike….probably.” Gwilym laughed and waved his hand in a go on motion. From the corner of your eye you saw Lucy take a seat on the end of the bed, watching. You shuffled forwards on your knees until Gwilym was in easy reach, eyes trained on his belt as you undid it and then his zip. As you pushed his pants down his long legs, he pulled his sweater off over his head. “Thank god. Not sure I could have blown you properly while I was looking at Rudolf’s googly eyes.” “Sure you could have. Because if you don’t impress me you don’t cum. How’s that for incentive?” You almost whimpered as you pushed his underwear down, eyes going wide at what you were met with. He was bigger than you’d been expecting, certainly longer than you were used to. You started slow, grasping the base of his cock, and pumping your fist over him a few times before you began kitten licking around the head as you let instinct take over. You could feel your heart pounding against your chest, and took a deep breath, exhaling in a long stream, the air wafting over Gwilym’s cock. He hummed as you wrapped your lips around him, one hand dropping to rest on top of your head as you adjusted to the feeling. You began bobbing your head, slowly taking more of him in your mouth, stroking what you couldn’t reach. “Good girl,” he said, almost breathless, “look so good on your knees, eyes up.” You shifted your gaze to his face, and hollowed your cheeks, a soft groan his response. Being able to see and hear how much he was enjoying it made you feel bolder so you took him deeper still. You gagged. A string of saliva broke and dangled from your lip as you pulled back, gasping for air. “Sorry, you’re bigger than Lucy’s.” “Don’t apologise. I’m not expecting you to deepthroat me or anything like that.” “Am I doing good?” “Better than good, Y/N,” he groaned as you dragged your tongue down his length and then back up, sinking down onto him once more, “Feel incredible. And Lucy’s having fun too. She must like seeing you being a good little cock whore because she’s touching herself right now.” You whined around him and felt his hand tighten in your hair for a second. “She looks so hot like that. Pulled the top of her dress down so she can squeeze her tits, the skirt all bunched up around her waist. That’s it, just like that.” You tried to take him deeper again, squeezing your thumb in your fist and doing everything in your power to supress your gags. “Jesus, gonna make me cum so-“ he broke off with a gasp as you fondled his balls with your free hand, “oh fuck, soon, gonna cum soon.” Lucy moaned from where she was sat on the bed, as if to prove Gwilym had been speaking the truth about her. You squeezed your thighs together as best you could, needing any friction you could get as your own moan broke free. His fingers once again tightened in your hair, his hips bucking forward slightly with the stimulation, making you gag again. “Sorry, I’m-” he moaned as you picked up the pace, bobbing faster, “god, just like that. Y-you gonna be good and swal-low for me?” “You didn’t bother responding, just squeezed his balls a little as you sucked on his tip.” “Fuck, I’m cumming,” he groaned just before he released his load into your mouth. You kept sucking, making sure to get every drop before you let him go, sitting back on your heels as you caught your breath. “Show me,” You stuck out your tongue, earning his praise when he saw it was clean.

“What should we do with her next Luce?” Gwilym asked, towering over you. “Only seems fair that you get to watch her eat me out,” “That does sound fun. Alright, slut, up on the bed.” You hurried into place, kneeling before Lucy, waiting for her to lie back and get comfortable. She pulled you into a kiss for a moment, tongue sliding along your lip and then into your mouth. Gwilym quickly stepped out of his pants which had been pooled around his ankles and pulled off his shirt, settling himself at the end of the bed behind you. “Lie down,” Lucy said softly in your ear. It wasn’t what you expected but you were too far gone to argue. When you were settled Lucy quickly shimmied out of her dress and swung her leg over you, hovering over your mouth facing Gwilym. “Show us what a good slut you are, Y/N.” Your wrapped your hands around her thighs as she lowered herself onto your mouth, dragging your tongue along her pussy before latching onto her clit. For a moment they let you be, Lucy moaning as you slid your tongue into her entrance and she rocked her hips against you, but then you felt a light touch on your hips which made you squirm. Gwilym slowly dragged your underwear down your legs. “You weren’t joking about how wet she is, were you Luce,” he said, holding your underwear up so she could see the wet patch you’d left. The next thing you felt was his hands pushing your legs open and then his beard scratching against your skin as he lowered his lips to the inside of your thighs, sucking marks that made you whine. “Don’t cum,” he warned you before his mouth finally met your throbbing core. In that moment you were suddenly glad you had Lucy to focus on, sure you wouldn’t have lasted long without the distraction. Each time Gwilym made you moan Lucy was sure to moan too, grinding herself onto you with abandon. You let go of Lucy’s thigh, moving your fingers to her core, pumping them into her as best you could. “Wait Gwil, s-stop or she’ll go over,” Lucy said, tugging on his hair to pull him away from you. He retreated, once again giving his attention to your thighs as you whined in frustration. When you’d sufficiently calmed down Lucy gave the word, and he focused back in on your cunt, adding two of his long fingers to the mix. He avoided your clit for the most part, occasionally nudging it with his nose to keep you on your toes. You could feel Lucy’s legs beginning to tremble and tightened your grip, pulling your fingers free as you focused on her clit, her moans getting louder with each passing second. Gwilym left you again, shifting onto his knees as Lucy caught his attention. You could hear him talking to her softly, encouraging her to let go. She shuddered as she came, riding it out as Gwilym held her up. Finally she climbed off you, leaving you panting and squirming, trying to get Gwilym to finish you off.

“Don’t you look so pretty like this,” he said softly, stroking himself slowly, “you ready to be fucked, pretty girl?” “Please,” “Not yet. Don’t know if you’ve done enough to earn it yet.” “You could fuck me,” Lucy said, eyes glinting mischievously. “No, please, please, I need it. I need one of you to fuck me.” Both of them laughed as you sat up, still begging. “What if I fucked Lucy and made you watch and then we went and had lunch. What if we left you like this all day?” “That’s not fair,” you whined, “please, it’s Christmas, it’s a time for giving, please give me your cocks.” “Well,” Lucy said through a laugh, “can’t deny her logic. Alright, love, up on your hands and knees. Gwil’s gonna play with you while I get set up. The second you were in place Gwilym sunk three fingers into you, “There you go you needy slut, finally getting what you want.” He pushed his fingers into you a few time before he replaced them with his cock, making you mewl and fall forward on your arms. He held your hips tight as you adjusted to him but as soon as you indicated you were alright he began fucking into you, laying a few spanks to your arse just because he could. “You’re close already aren’t you?” “Yes, fuck, so close,” you whined, the days of denial catching up with you. “Cum for me then,” he dropped his fingers to your clit, which was all you needed to finally fall over the edge, crying out as you did. “God such a tight cunt,” he panted as you clenched around him. Yet he didn’t stop. Just held you tighter as he continued to pound you roughly. Barely recovered from your first, you could already feel the beginnings of a second orgasm starting to build in your gut. You gasped as another spank landed on you, surprised by it because Gwilym’s hands hadn’t moved. Lucy chuckled at your reaction and did it again. “Give me a go, Gwil,” His thrusts slowed and then he pulled out, shuffling to the side so Lucy could kneel behind you. “Turn over, love,” she said softly, tapping your thigh. You were happy to collapse on your back, sure your legs would have given out as soon as you came again. If you came again. God you hoped they’d let you cum again. Lucy leaned over to kiss you as she lined the dildo up and sank into you. “Good girl, taking both of us so well,” You whined at the change of position, Lucy leaning down to tug at your nipple with her teeth. Suddenly she let you go, gasping as Gwilym sank into her from behind. He paused for a moment, letting her adjust and then, when he was sure she was fine, he thrust harshly into her, pushing her deeper into you. There was nothing you could do but hold your legs up and moan, able to see Gwilym, holding Lucy’s hips and grunting as he ploughed into her. The sight only turned you on more, every one of his movements hitting you through Lucy, the feeling in your stomach only getting stronger. “Can I cum?” you panted, tugging on Lucy’s hair out of a need to do something with your hands. “Ho-hold it. Fuck Gwil just like that,” You whined, watching as Lucy’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. You used your grip on her hair to tilt her head, attaching your lips to her neck. “Yes, yes, yes, god don’t stop,” her eyes slipped shut. It didn’t take much more before she was moaning through her release, Gwilym grunting as he held back his own. As soon as he slipped out of her, he kneeled beside you. “Fuck her Luce.” His hand came down on her arse, jolting her into moving, “dirty slut wants to cum again.” “Please,” you whined as Lucy found her rhythm again. Gwilym snaked one hand between you and Lucy, rubbing your clit, “Cum for us Y/N,” You obeyed, thanking him through your moans. Lucy’s fingers were digging into your thighs as you rode out your orgasm, Gwil’s fingers still on your clit, until you became too sensitive and had to push him away. “Doesn’t she look so good right now Gwil?” Lucy asked as she carefully pulled out, “Leaking onto the sheets, face still covered in my cum. So fucking messy.” “Mmm, makes me wanna add to the mess.” Before you could register what he meant he was kneeling in front of your face, pulling your head up. Lucy moved behind you, holding you in place as he tapped his leaking tip onto your lips. You hummed as you were pushed down his length, Lucy controlling your pace, as you pressed your tongue to the underside of his cock, a few gags escaping, tears running down your cheeks. It didn’t take long, Gwilym’s groans getting longer as he got closer. He pushed you off him at the last moment, stroking himself until white ropes painted your tits. “Fuck you look like a such a mess,” “A hot mess though,” Lucy said, trailing her fingers through the splatters on your chest. She sucked them into her own mouth, swirling her tongue around her digits. When she was satisfied that they’d been thoroughly cleaned she leaned over you and kissed you again, a sticky white string connecting you when she pulled away. “Fuck,” Gwilym lay beside you, propping himself up on one elbow, eyes glued to your lips, the space Lucy had just inhabited, “Might be the best Christmas present I’ve ever got. Certainly the best I’m likely to get this year.” “Good,” Lucy said, standing and beginning to undo the strap around her waist, “I’m glad you liked it.” “Me too,” you smiled over at him, “It was fun.” “A lot of fun,” Lucy laughed, “Maybe we could be persuaded to give you another round later, after lunch. It is Christmas after all, and what’s Christmas if not a time to be generous?”

#my writing #lucy boynton x reader #gwilym lee x reader #lucy boynton x reader x gwilym lee #lucy boynton smut #gwilym lee smut #and my streak of writing threesomes for these events continues #this one was a lot of fun #although finding a photo of gwil and lucy together was so hard #tgic #tgic gift

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hit-em-with-the-four · 5 years ago

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I Got Away With You- Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The three of them touch down at Billy Bishop airport on Toronto Island and are quickly escorted to a car.

“Your highnesses I contacted Lucy to let her know we landed and she shall be expecting us in the next hour or so.” Adrienne says smiling at the two royals in the car with her.

“Thanks girly, always can count on you.” Arabella days and Adrienne looks at her in confusion. “What? I have to get used to talking like a normal teenager.” She giggles.

When the three get to Lucy’s apartment, Adrienne pushes the code and the door unlocks so they are able to get into the building. It is a very impressive place and Arabella notices that they hit almost the top floor.

“Where does she live?”

“One of the high end top floor apartments I guess. I don’t quite know,” Adrienne smiles as they exit and walk to Lucy’s apartment. She knocks and the three patiently wait.

“Adrienne!” A short beautiful blond lady exclaims holding a chubby little baby on her hip. “Oh, your highnesses! It is so nice to meet you.” She curtsies.

“Please Lucy, the pleasure is all ours.”

“Please come in, I have tea steeping right now and this little guy is just going for a nap.”

“What’s his name?”

“Henry!”

“Aw, he is so adorable.” Arabella gushes looking at the sleepy boy.

“Thank you, I will be right back. Jake should be here very soon so we will be able to chat about everything!”

“Perfect, would you like any help with anything?”

“No no, your highness I shall be okay.”

“Please call me Arabella from now on.” Lucy smiles.

“Of course Arabella, whatever you would like.”

When Jake gets home the five of them sit at the kitchen table and go over logistics.

“So, Arabella would move here the middle of August?” He asks.

“Yes and of course we would compensate. All we ask is that Adrienne come with her as safety measures. She will still need to do royal appearances but it will be very hush and when she is not on royal duty she will have to alter her appearance. Her contacts and hair will be changed. Her last name will change as well just to keep her safe and away from things. And she will have a bodyguard in Toronto with her but always at a distance and not when she is here with you. This will simply be for her safety to ensure that no one knows who she is or why she is here. Obviously, I trust you and your family to keep this secret of having a royal and the future Queen of Denmark.” “I love the Royal Family and the fact that you are trusting me with a member in my home is wonderful and I am so grateful that you have chosen us to house such an important person.” “Adrienne was the one who recommended you. She has only spoken highly of you two and being related to her and how righteous and reliable her family is, personally it was a no brainer who I wanted to be with.” Arabella smiles and Lucy can hardly contain her excitement.

“Im so excited! We can show you all Toronto has to offer! The girls will be excited to meet you.” Arabella looks at Lucy. “Oh? Sorry, I guess we never mentioned this. Jake is on the local NHL team, the Toronto Maple Leaf!”

“Ah, that is wonderful! I have never been to an NHL game before. Should I get a jersey?”

“Yeah, we’ll hook you up!” Jake chuckles.

“Thank you, now we also have something else to ask you two.” The couple nods and Arabella pulls an invitation out of her Kate Spade hand bag.

“This is for you two. As a thank you for taking me in we are going to pay for your airfare via our private jet, outfits custom made by designers who outfit the royals and accommodations to stay at the castle. We are hosting a ball for my twentieth which has just passed. It is next weekend and we would love for you to join us on such a momentous occasion.” The pair look at Arabella in disbelief.

“Princess, this is quite unnecessary.”

“Are you about to say no to the Princess and Queen of Denmark.” Arabella winks with a smile gracing her face.

“No your highness.” Lucy says the same smile gracing her face as well.

“That’s what I thought. Now, will Henry be in attendance?”

“We can take him to John’s or Morgan’s. I am sure neither of them would mind if Henry spent time with them. Mitch’s and Steph wouldn’t mind either, as long as we give them a bribe.”

“I have just the things for them when you come to the palace I will show you.”

“Thank you, would you like to see your rooms?”

“You have enough space for both of us to have our own rooms?”

“Yep! Morgan, my teammate used to love with us so your room is his old one. Don’t worry, we cleaned it and can decorate it to your liking.” Jake shrugs standing up.

“Sounds good to me.” The group stands up to check out the rest of the apartment.

“This room is beautiful.” Arabella heats Adrienne whisper.

“You can have this one if you want. I don’t mind taking the other one. You made all this happen, you wholeheartedly deserve this.” Arabella smiles.

“Why don’t we decide later when we have seen all options?”

“Deal!”

“Now, I noticed there’s an apartment downstairs? Are you renting or looking to rent it out?” Arabella rolls her eyes and looks at Adrienne as the Queen speaks.

“We hadn’t thought of it yet. Why do you need a place for security?” Jake asks.

“Mother no I don’t need security around here. No one knows who I am.” Arabella mutters under her breath.

“Arabella Feodora, you are not to defy my wishes. You wished to go to Toronto!”

“To have a normal life!” Arabella exclaims. The queen looks at her in disbelief.

“You are the future Queen. Your life will never be normal. For your safety we have to have guards. How about Celeste and Fred?” Fred is Adrienne’s brother and Celeste is his wife. Arabella looks at Adrienne and Lucy.

“Would that be okay with you two. I mean this is your house and we wouldn’t want to over stay our welcome?” Arabella says directing her attention away from her mother to Jake and Lucy.

“We would love to have them take over the downstairs apartment. They have a separate entrance and all the amenities they have are the same as a regular apartment would.”

“We will compensate and pay rent.” The couple wave it off.

“We are more than happy to do this for free.”

“We’ll pay to do a house makeover? Whatever you guys want as a thank you?” Lucy and Jake try to argue, both thinking that it is so unnecessary of them to do. “We’re not gonna take no for an answer. We have to repay you for everything you’ve done. So it’s either money or a house makeover. Which one would you prefer?”

“House makeover for sure!” Lucy says enthusiastically thinking about all of the things she could redecorate with.

“Perfect! It’s settled then!”

#morgan rielly imagine #morgan rielly #Toronto Maple Leafs #hockey imagines #fanfic

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16th-cornelia-street · 4 years ago

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I write supercorp fics on AO3, set in my own kind of universe that runs somewhat parallel to the show, but here are the differences in my mind...

this au of mine the writers did things differently with Kara’s past relationship, for one they handled the thing with James liking kara and lucy at the same time better. James did have an attraction to kara but still cared a great deal for lucy. actually him and lucy would have broken up a lot sooner because he realized the reason he was attracted to kara was because him and lucy kind of just had different views on things and they had broken up so they didn’t get back together. they tried to but they didn’t end up dating again, just tried being friends to see if they could go back to being more than friends. It didn’t work out. Then him and Kara went on a few dates to see if they could go beyond being friends but as spent more time together they realized hey i like you but not in that way. you are more like sister/brother to me and we have things we butt heads on and if we dated i don’t think that would be a good thing but as friends we can get past it cause it’s not like i’m dating you. I know they say you should be able to marry your best friend but not all best friends are people we’d want to marry and that’s okay.

With monel, the two were friends. they didn’t date they just stayed friends because kara was like “yeah i see potential in you but im not going to date a work in progress that shouldn’t be on me to be your character builder girlfriend i can be friends with a work in progress but i’m not going to date one.” So he got sent to future and when he came back he was like you now i always wondered what if id stuck around if we would have dated but that didnt’ happen and i love my wife so the only reason he sticks around with reign is because he wanted to thank her for putting in the time to be his friend to see his potential and to help him get that out so he could be the man who married irma because kara was right he wasn’t a good boyfriend at that time and wouldn’t have been one if he had met irma as the person he was when he first met kara. So then he goes back to future to be with wife.

And then winn doesn’t throw a fit when she says she doesn’t’ like him back but realizes everyone has their own thing they are attracted to and theres no reason he should be upset about it. they are good friends and he’s a good guy and will find someone out there who will return his care so there’s no use getting upset and throwing a fit about it and then jump from one womans bed to another because “ya i was a nice guy only because I wanted to get with you but since that didn’t work out I’m going to be a d*ck.” He wuldn’t do tha tin my universe.

And of course james and Lena don’t date because there was never any chemistry between them and they didn’t even have similar ideals but they do become good friends and he is there for her when kara is upset about the kryptonite thing because he understands that kara can be overly judgmental and hypocritical like when he was being guardian.

edit: you can find my supercorp fics here: https://archiveofourown.org/users/WishaDream

#ao3 #fanfic #supercorp #supergirl #kara danvers #james olsen #winn schott #mon el of daxam #lena luthor #alternate universe #how i picture things #i say that lena nd james didn't date in my universe but then i recall i wrote that one episode so now i'm kind of contradicting myself #oh well #but i still don't think the pair should have ever dated #they shoud have just become good friends like alex and winn

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bluesfortheredj · 6 years ago

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Gwilym and the reader have been best friends for as long as they could remember and they just did a movie together so they’re doing an interview together and he accidentally reveals a huge secret

You sit in the middle of Joe and Gwilym on a small velvet purple coloured sofa, so small in fact, that it seemed as if it were made for you three, and you lean your head back as one of the make up team applies some powder to your face to make you look a little less shiny on camera. The three of you had done two previous interviews, and by now the room was a little on the warm side, so you needed all the help you could get for the next one, although it was your last, so there was a light at the end of the tunnel thankfully.

“You okay?” Gwilym asks in a slight whisper as the make up lady moves on to Joe.

“Yeah, I’m great, you?” you smile, turning as much as you could to face him.

“Perfect,” he grins, placing his hand on your thigh and squeezing it lightly. This was nothing out of the ordinary for you two, everyone knew that you’d been friends for years before doing Bohemian Rhapsody together, and your small public displays of affection went unnoticed nowadays, especially from the rest of the cast.

“Get a room you two,” Joe smirks from beside you. Well, it went unnoticed most of the time, anyway.

“We did, but you followed us in,” Gwilym quips back, shooting Joe a playful grin over your shoulder.

“Okay, calm down boys, one more interview then we can go for a drink, yeah?” you say as you turn to the face the currently empty chair in front of you all.

“Sounds good to me,” Joe replies, “will you be joining us, Gwil?”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world, mate,” he says, stretching his arm around the back of the sofa, and carefully placing his hand on your shoulder so that it’s not visible to the camera. His thumb strokes your t-shirt, then the interviewer enters the room, and you all stand up to greet him. He’s a young man named Harry, and his hand shakes a little when it gets to you.

“You okay, Harry?” Gwilym asks, noticing the slight shake.

“Yeah, yes, this is my first big interview though, so please forgive me if I’m a little nervous,” he smiles as he takes his seat, “feels like a job interview with you three sat opposite me!”

“Don’t worry! At least it’s not all of us, right?” you grin.

“True, very true,” he nods, “thank you.”

The camera starts to roll just as he gets his papers in order, then with a surprising air of confidence, he makes his introduction, then delivers the first question.

“Gwilym, I’ll come to you first, how was it working so closely with the Brian May?”

“Intimidating, to say the least. Although by the end of it I think I was the one freaking him out… We sort of ended up mirroring each other quite a lot, it was a little worrying,” Gwilym chuckles.

“If it weren’t for the colour of the hair, you’d never have been able to tell them apart!” Joe adds, and you laugh along with them.

“Now, (Y/N), what was it like kissing Rami in those teeth? Did they get in the way at all?”

“It was more than a little awkward,” you laugh, feeling Gwilym’s hand on your shoulder again as he stretches out once more, his long fingers tickling you slightly, “there was a certain amount of practising that had to be done beforehand, that’s for sure.”

“Is that what you call it?” Joe smirks.

“I think Lucy would have been having words with me otherwise...” you say, nudging Joe’s arm.

“Speaking of which, were there any other romances on set?” Harry asks, looking along all three of you for some kind of sign before you answered. He may be nervous, but he knew exactly what to look for.

“You mean apart from the bromance that formed between the four guys?” you answer, before anyone else opens their mouths, “they weren’t exactly subtle about it, either.”

“What can we say? It was an instant connection,” Joe smiles.

“If only we’d met a few months earlier, they definitely would have been invited to our wedding,” Gwilym laughs, then his face drops as both you and Joe turn to look at him, shocked expressions on both your faces.

“Our wedding?” Harry asks without missing a beat. Gwilym looks directly at you, his mouth moving a little, but no sound coming out of it yet, and you manage to arrange your face into one of calm, then give him a nod, keeping your face turned to him as he speaks to Harry.

“Yes,” he croaks, then clears his throat as he sits upright and places his free hand on yours, which is resting on your knee, “our wedding.”

“Well, to be honest, that’s thrown my questions completely out of the window,” Harry laughs, “how long ago was the wedding?”

“Just over a year,” Gwilym replies confidently as Joe sits there like a deer in headlights.

“Guys!” he eventually gasps, “guys!”

“I take it you had no clue?” Harry asks Joe.

“No clue at all!” he replies, still looking at you both, “I’m speechless!”

“And he’s never speechless,” Gwil adds.

“(Y/N), would you like to add anything?” Harry asks, and you finally look back up at him with a smile.

“I don’t think so, no,” you chuckle.

“So, in light of this news, I have to ask… How was it watching your wife kiss another man?” Harry smirks.

You sit back against Gwilym’s arm with a laugh, his other hand still caressing yours on your leg, and you shuffle over to rest against his side as Joe looks at you both with a smile. Thinking about it, he knew there must have been something between you at one point, or there was going to be something in the future, and he was actually impressed with how well you’d kept the secret from everyone.

“It was a challenge, I’m not going to lie. Especially as they did actually have to practise it beforehand,” he laughs, “how I stopped myself from letting this slip then, I do not know.”

“Is there any reason you’ve kept this a secret so long?” Harry asks, looking to you more than Gwilym. You feel Gwil turn towards you, his hand resting soothingly on your back, and you give a short shrug before answering.

“Not particularly,” you start, “it just sort of… happened.”

“It was such a natural progression in our lives, that it didn’t even occur to us to ‘announce’ it as such,” Gwilym adds.

“You two are too much,” Joe says, pretending to wipe tears from his face, “the sweetest damn couple I’ve ever met.”

“Stop it, you,” you laugh, playfully slapping his leg.

“I’m just really happy I was here to witness this moment,” he carries on, dabbing his cheeks with his jacket cuff as if he were crying. Gwilym reaches from behind you to give him a shove, and you all sit there laughing for a moment before regaining your composure and directing your attention back to Harry.

“I have a question,” Joe then says, turning to you both on the sofa, “when were you going to tell us?”

“Probably when we got back to normality and started wearing our wedding rings again,” Gwilym laughs, “it would be the only time we’d actually remember that we hadn’t said anything before.”

“True!” you agree, “it’d be that sudden moment of realisation that you still had no clue!”

“I’ll try not to take it too personally...” Joe winks.

“Sorry, we’ve sort of derailed your interview here, haven’t we?” you apologise with a slightly worried look on your face as you meet Harry’s gaze.

“I can forgive you, you’ve given me more than enough with your accidental reveal,” he grins.

“Me and my big mouth,” Gwilym scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“What else has he got that’s big?” Joe asks you, a devilish grin spread across his lips.

@disneyprincessbuffyannesummers @mychemicalimagines

#gwilym lee #gwilym lee x reader #gwilym lee fanfic #gwilym lee imagine #gwilym lee fluff #bohemian rapsody movie #bohemian rhapsody imagine #bohemian rhapsody fanfic #bohemian rhapsody cast #bo rhap #bo rhap fic #bo rhap imagine #joe mazzello

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littleliv1 · 6 years ago

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I Was Born To Love You- Part five and a half

Hey guys! Sorry for the late post, I’ve been super busy with school and sports! I had to split Part five up so please, enjoy! -Requests are open, send me what you’d like!-

Summary: We see Leah’s, Lucy’s, and Austin’s reaction to her pregnancy. Leah is in denial of Austin’s abuse.

Warnings: Language, angst, drinking, Austin being his usual dickself

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Continued...

I held my stomach. "I'm-" I started, staring at the tears. "Pregnant," Lucy continued for me. I could have passed out then. "I have to call Austin." I said, dialing my phone. Lucy stood. "I'll give you some privacy, let me know what he says-" I grabbed her hand. I couldn't do this alone. I was terrified. "Please stay." I said. She nodded, sitting down, still holding my hand. I dialed Austin's number.

Voicemail.

I called his work. It was about noon there, so he had to be there. I put it on speaker. "Austin McManns office, this is Shelly." I heard Shelly say. "Hey, Love. It's Leah. I need to talk to Austin." I said sternly but sweetly. Her response was, surprising. "Sorry, he's busy. I can take a message." She said. I huffed. "It's an emergency. I have to talk to him now." I said more stern than nice. She raised her voice a bit at me. "Look, I said he was busy. He's in a meeting with a band who could be big. He doesn't have time right now. What do you want?" She said. "First of all, Bitch," Lucy said getting angry. I calmed her, rolling my eyes at Shelly. "This isn't something I want him hearing from his assistant. I'm his wife. Okay? His wife. Anything I have to say is an emergency. Now get him on the phone before you loose your job." I said. She laughed a bit. I heard her voice getting soft. "Hey, she's on the phone. I don't know, said it was an emergency. That's what I said!" She came back on the phone and forwarded my call. He answered. "Leah, I can't talk right now. What?" He said. "I'm pregnant." I said right away. The phone was silent. Then I heard a click, and my phone went to the home screen. He... hung up? My heart sank to my stomach.

I shook my head. "He's been a real prick lately." I said. Lucy's face was bright red. She was angry. "It's okay, he's... sick." I said. A few minutes of us ranting, we decided to get ready.

It took us about 4 hours. We wanted to shower, shave, all of that. We did each other's hair and make up, zipped each other up as I got a call from Roger. "This is for the press. Once you ladies are done, you'll be escorted to a limo by the boys. We're in the front when you're ready." He said. "We're done, just give us 5 minutes to get our purses and shoes on." I said, hanging up. "Press is here. We have to make a good impression. Ready?" I said, as we both grabbed our small purses. We walked out of the door. I put one of the pregnancy tests in my bag. "I think, if the time and occasion is appropriate, I'll tell everyone. No sense in hiding it." I told her in the elevator. She rubbed my arm.

We got out of the elevator and in the front was a massive amount of people. Brian came up to my arm, taking mine in his. "We had this party planned for months, we just thought it was a good way to get excitement going for the movie." He whispered, smiling for pictures. I nodded, not really smiling but slightly smirking. I've never been a full on smiley person for pictures. After we got in the limo, we drives around for a while. I sat next to Ben and Rami. I was still in shock at the fact that I was having a baby.

After about 45 minutes of laughter and stories of what we did on our day off, we arrived to a secluded building in what I'd describe as the middle of no where. Walking in, it was a cast and crew party where Queen would play some of their biggest hits in honor of Freddie and the movie starting to be filmed. We all took our seats. My seat was reserved next to Gwilym and Lucy. Ben was across from me, Joe was next to Gwil and Rami, who was next to Lucy. We had all gotten dinner here.

They served what is usually my favorite diner, a cheese burger with bacon and fries, but for some reason the smell made me gag, so I only ate the fries. We were drinking glasses of water once the wine was being poured. But, since I'm carrying a baby, I opted out of drinking. Gwilym noticed this, however. While everyone was watching Brian and Roger singing, he turned to me. "What's wrong, love? You haven't eaten your burger or had any wine, are you okay?" He said. I looked at him, my breathing started to pick up. I nodded my head. He raised his eye brow at me. "I swear, I'm alright." I continued.

The band took a break, as Brian nudged his head at me in a 'hello' way. I smiled at him. I had to tell him. He could tell I had something to tell him, otherwise why else would he be walking towards me. He held out his arm to me. "Care to join me for a walk?" He asked. I smiled and nodded, grabbing my purse as we walked. Lucy knew what was about to happen. He walked me out to the back, where there was a beautiful garden, a fountain, and the sunset in the back as marvelous. An absolute gorgeous scene. As we walked, he slowed at the koi pond. "How are things going, love?" He asked. I looked up at the six foot something tall man. "I'm," I started. "Im okay," I said, obviously that's not what I was going to say. He could tell, too, by the way I looked down. "I love you like I'd love my kids, Maleah. I knew from the day we met you, I wanted to be there for you when you need me," he stated, stopping. "And right now, something tells me you need me. So talk to me, dear, what's wrong?" He said. I let my jaw drop, in hopes the words would come out on their own. Instead, I grabbed the test from my bag and showed him. He huffed, he smiled wide. I looked up at him. He could tell how scared I was. He pulled me into a hug. "It'll be okay, my sweet girl. I know our dear Ben has been worrying about you. I think this is news to share with us all, if you're comfortable with it." He said, looking down at me. I needed this, I missed my dad. I nodded. "Only you guys, though. Lucy knows, too. But I don't want everyone in there knowing." I said. He nodded his head. "I can make sure it's just us in there by the end of the night. Just for you, Leah." He said, smiling. "Thank you, for being there for me."

We walked back inside, and enjoyed the party. The last live song of the night was them singing Love Of My Life. Everyone was up slow dancing. But I stayed at the table, looking at my belly. "It may just be you and I, little guy," I whispered quietly to it. I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Ben. "What were you saying?" He asked, smiling and taking a seat next to me. I looked at him for a moment. "I was just, singing." I said. Quickest lie I've ever told to be truthful. He nodded his head. "Fair enough," He said. He stood up, holding his hand out to me. "Dance with me." He said. I looked at the dance floor, my phone, that didn't even have a text from Austin, then my belly, then at him. I nodded, taking his hand. We danced slowly, swaying our hips to the rhythm of the song. He held me so close to him, so caring, so gentle. But I can't get used to this. In a few short weeks, it'll be gone and I'll be back in my home with Austin. But why not saver the moment? I sure could use the comfort. "Why are you so nice to me?" I asked, resting my head on his shoulder, my face close to his neck. He smelled so nice, if that's not too creepy. "You deserve it." He says back. I smiled at the comment. We stood so close to each other for the remainder of the song. 'Fuck me, I want to be his,' I thought. I closed my eyes. I can't be falling for someone while I'm married. Brian's voice came over the speakers.

"Thank you all so much for coming to celebrate the life of Freddie as we kick off such a great movie. We love you and we will see you all soon. If the ones in my limo could hang back for a few moments for a quick meeting, that'd be lovely. Have a great night all, cheers!" He said, sipping whatever was in his glass.

The room was finally clear. Brian finally walked up. "So, what's up, Bri?" Roger asked. "All, Leah has something she wants to share." He said pointing to me. Lucy held my hand, and Brian rested a hand on my shoulder. "Um, I'm," I started. How do I do this? How do I talk again? I forgot. "You're...?" Rami said. "Preg- pregnant. I'm pregnant." I said. I suddenly couldn't breath. I couldn't hear. I couldn't see straight. It was officially real and happening. I was overcome with 'congratulations' and 'this is such a blessing, I'm happy for the two of you' and whatnot. I couldn't help but to cry. Luckily they thought it was happy tears. But Ben could see past that.

We got back to the hotel room. "Hey, I wanna talk to you," He said. I opened my door for him, as he walked in, I followed, shutting the door. He sat on the bed as I sat next to him. "Pregnant," He said to himself. I nodded, showing him the test. He nodded to himself. "I'm, I'm happy for you." He said. It didn't sound very convincing. "I don't think I can do this, Ben. With Austin sick and all-"

"Damnit, Leah!" He said standing.

I was taken aback by his response.

"He's not sick! He's an abusive prick!" He started to pace around. "Now, I know you're a strong girl. And I was hoping you'd find the will to leave him before this happens, and now you have a baby on the way. Have you told him yet?" He said. I nodded my head. I looked down in shame. "He, He hung up the phone." I said. He threw his hands up in disbelief. "For fucks sake," he whispered. "Leah please. Leave him. If not for yourself, for this sweet, little, precious life growing inside of you." He said, kneeling by my belly, placing a hand on it gently. I smiled, shedding tears. "For the love of God. Be with someone who'd kill for his family, not hang up the phone when you tell him you're adding to it-"

"You're right," I said. And he was.

I had to leave him. But it was something I had to do when we got back from London. I started to sob once again. "I'm sorry," I said, wiping my tears. He pulled me into his arms. "We're here for you, you're our family." He said

"Get some sleep, love." He said getting up. I couldn't be alone again. I can't. "Ben, will," I started. He turned at looked at me. "Will you sleep here with me? I just can't be alone again. Just for tonight," I said. He smiled. "Of course. Let me go change, you change, and I'll be back." He said. I nodded. He left, as I quickly got into a comfy long shirt that went to my mid thigh, and some sleeping shorts. He walked in as I was taking my make up off, my hair already in a hair tie. He was already in bed. I walked out, turning out the light.

I crawled in next to him. I turned to face him. "Thank you for doing this, really. I'm just so tired of being alone. I don't want anything to happen," I said, putting emphasis on 'happen', I'm still married even though I planned on ending it. "But feeling someone who cares about me here, it makes things feel okay." I said. He pulled me closer, not quite cuddling, but close enough for him to play with my hair, knocking me to sleep.

Taglist: @amy-brooklyn99

#ben hardy fanfic #ben hardy x reader #ben hardy #angst #pregnancy

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qqueenofhades · 7 years ago

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Okay, we spend a lot of (deserved) time bagging on our Garbage King, but what are your favorite things about Garcia/his best qualities?

Ahahaha. Bless ‘im.

I’m gonna be really obvious and shallow as fuck here, and say that the man is hella tall, hella dark, and hella handsome, wears the shit out of a suit (and basically everything), and has chemistry with rocks and passing mailmen. In other words, he Frustrates me daily. Half the time I’m like “eh maybe I’m a lesbian, I only really find myself attracted to women these days.” Then he strolls the fuck up and I’m like ….. “Nope. Still really bi.”

The obvious Competence Kink is also extremely attractive. He does not fuck around and he rarely fucks up (at least when it comes to his plans; emotional dexterity is another question). He gets the job done and he is not someone you want on the other side of the war from you. He’s been fighting Rittenhouse alone for most of season 1, and comes close to taking most of them out in 1954. He put together all those pieces (with help from the journal) and committed himself and yes, caused a lot of collateral damage, but he’s competent. He knows what he’s doing and how to do it well.

The sass. Good god, the sass, the snark, the everything. As he lives, he sasses. He is 100% Extra, dramatic, sarcastic, and OTT at all times. He has no off switch and goes from 0 to 1000 on like, everything. If I knew him in real life, I’d be like FOR FUCK’S SAKE!!!, but in a fictional character/someone to watch on screen, it’s delightful.

The multilingualism. He was born in Croatia and raised probably bilingual in Croatian and English; we’ve also seen him speak German (in 1x04) and Spanish (in 1x05). According to Flynn’s info file, he’s spent a lot of time in Chechnya, and no way a guy fighting as a soldier/working as an NSA asset in Eastern Europe doesn’t speak Russian. So that’s at least five languages, and he probably can get by in or understand most of several more. Which yes. /swoons

He’s a history nerd, which appeals to me for obvious reasons. He managed to get by just fine by himself in season 1; he knew where to go (at least somewhat) thanks to the journal, but he took charge of getting his own clothes and knowing the people he needed to go after/shoot in the head because Flynn. He is clearly a fanboy geek about Salem, and is the only member of the team who can go head-to-head with Lucy when it comes to the history. But he’s also 0% interested in keeping it as the way it is just because.

On that note: he has the kind of antihero morality that appeals to me in fictional characters (though obviously he has really trash-fired it up at times). He doesn’t think that history’s injustices and bad things just have to stand if he has the ability to change it, for better or worse. He cares a lot and wants to do what’s right, but he isn’t going to be wringing his hands over whether or not violence is all right in the war. He also knows this about himself and has never had any illusions that what he’s doing individually is good, morally speaking, but knows that overall, he’s chasing the right enemy. He is very self-aware that he’s gone down a dark path with this and doesn’t feel it’s one from which he can necessarily return.

His devotion??! Ughhh. Give me a tortured, broody, angsty, sassy, self-aware, tragic antihero motivated and ultimately redeemed by love, and I will eat that shit up with like, all the spoons. He loves his wife and daughter so much he’s willing to take on all of time and space and Rittenhouse (who, incompetent as they may seem at points, are still super evil) and steal a time machine and fight literally everyone to bring them back… with no expectation of being a family with them ever again, because he doesn’t think he can earn it/be worthy of it. He just wants them to take one more breath and for their murders to be avenged and for them to live the life that was taken from them.

And obviously this season, the way he loves Lucy and is owning up to his mistakes and helping her and being there for her and Soft ™ and loving as hell, in his clumsy dorky way, is just… gahhh. He adores her in a way that makes my goddamn chest hurt and he’s gotten so good (when! when did he do this???) at putting her needs first and pushing away his own shit and stepping up for her. He can sense when she’s upset and he’s slowly getting better at comforting her and protecting her and being a team with her and like. She’s the most important (living) person in his world right now, and this terrifying giant of a man is totally owned by this tiny little historian who can order him to fuck up Puritans or anyone else and just… yep. There he is to do it. She owns him and he’s completely happy about that, apparently. He got over his anger at getting arrested in like… five seconds, and it was Beautiful. He is somehow the one person putting her first the most consistently this entire season, and believe me, I did not see that coming (but damn, I have never been so happy to be wrong).

Ughhhh.

Also (hopefully) he’s gonna have a talk about 1x15 with Rufus, and they’re gonna bond, and be pals, and he’ll beat up people for Rufus, and own up to his mistakes there as well, and it will be Great.

He and his totally heterosexual ™ winks and goading stares and sass at Wyatt will also eventually result in some quality Flogan bonding, and (finally) plenty of quality Flogan snark beforehand. Because they’re still incredibly similar and need to make it up. (Or make out.) (Who said that.) (In other words he’s super not straight. Fight me.)

Anyway, he’s an incredibly complicated, flawed, enjoyable, well-written character who makes you love him even while he’s blasting flamethrowers of bad decisions with both hands, and then he gets Soft, and you can’t handle that in the least bit, and anyway.

I’m love him.

#timeless meta #my garbage boss #garcia flynn #garcy #anonymous #ask

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astrxealis · 2 years ago

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anyways under the cut i will ramble abt sandalphon and i (+ etc) bcs i kind of cannot get him out of mind again

i saw a sandalphon edit some time ago and there was a quote related to stars and another "you're not alone" !! and OKAY HEROEHDK I KIND OF REALLY associate myself w stars. i really really love starsurhejd and its just like oh sandalphon w stars haha he looks up at them at night and is remindwd of me maybe? (also like w luci bcs. morning star. sobs) AJSHWHWJSJ AND THEN ... youre not alone is one of the biggest themes in ff endwalker so that just HIT ME LIKE A BULLETTRAIN JFCJDHSJ YOU CANT DO THIS SO MY HEART HELP HELLOW WHY

and then okay theres official art of sandalphon and the other angels wearing glasses? the one for sandalphon is more brown than mine but ours r around the same ... the look so similar ... haha matching couple glasses so true (mine r more peach/pink tho rirhwifhedjj) that drives me sigekebdkejd

i want to go on coffee shop and cafe and tea dates w sandalphon so bad !! i also have many brainrots abt him embracing me w his wings :]

ALSO ITS RLLY UNFAIR BCS THEMES W ANGELS ARE LOTERALLY ONE OF MY FAVES ... like w shb and then wmtsb and GODUSHSUSJS MY HEART !!

also thinking abt how hurt sandalphon wld be riehdisndksj w how im acting in ebg rn GODDAMN HRUT i blame my twin for this lune ihysm /nm JDHSJDBAKSJ I DONT WANT TO BREAK HIS HEART ANYMORE ... ESP W HIS PAST AND YK WHAT HAPPENS IN THE 1ST SIDE STORY YEAH ?? he just wants acknowledgment and love and all that and me ignoring him GDODOSJSKJWKSKAKS O DON THWATNT TO DO HRTA ANYMORE

but in a lighter note ive also been vv affectionate to my pichu stuffed toy lately !! p cute if sandy was jealous over a lil yellow baby LOLFIRHWIDJWKWH HELP AS YOU CAN SEE i also have kind of similar brainrots w xiao too ngl bcs damn yall giving me fluff and angst yo yes 🥹🥹🥹

my biggest enemy and sabotage tbh is the fact i think and talk a lot bcs my FIRST STRIKE WAS JUST ME MAKING FUNNT CONVO AND THEN SLIPPING i wont be surprised if my 3rd strike is wholly on accident tbh.

i want to nuzzle sandalphon yk ... we both actually have catlike tendencies eiehwihdiwbd IDBSKS i want to boop his nose w mine really badly actually. and also hug him. hed be very nice to hug

AND ALSO ... i fee as thoufh hes not actually that much taller than me (dimitri is tall though. i feel like xiao is around mt height too. diluc tall tho. uhhh g'raha is actually shorter than irl me canonically so...) ODHSKDNS BUT IT DOESNT RLLY SEEM LIKE THAT WAY BCS HE ACTUALLY WEARS HEELS LIKE YES sandlaphon is genuinely the guy you would call babygirl. raha is literally the epitome of lil meow meow and tbh sandy is also a lil meow meow but for me hes the epitome of babygirl. WIFE malewife Odhwiqhswiwj ALSO VANE IS CNAONICALLY TECHNICALLT A MALEWIFE HELLO WHAT hes the mom of the dragon knights ITS UNFAIR BCS HES ALSO TECHNICALLY A HIMBO W BIGG ASS FUCK BOOBAS LIKE WHAT THE EHCK YOURE SO PRECIOUS AND CUTE BUT THEN YORIE SO BIG /SFW

tbh this isnt even just abt sandy n i anymore just me rambling a lot HAHSUAHAJAJ

AND THENNNDISDHJ BELIAL OH MY GODDDDIEHEIWHWJSJSJJSKS I CANT STOPPPOehwj

i think abt belial calling me by some SCANDALOUS NICKNAME /lh nah nothinf vv scandalous dw just stuff like pretty girl ... then he realizes i am also in fact weak as well to pretty boy ...

i want belial to invade my personal space but like obvs i wld allow him too tho ???? if that makes sense dw this isnt forced or anythinf or /neg this is vv much /pos i want belial to put a finger under my chin and lift me up. teasing me for a kiss that i just want rllt badly but first i have to tell him that i love him and aRGEGDHSHDJ I HATE HIS GUYS SO MUCH

okay ill stop rambling here for now help ive taken up almost half an hour of my simp pass alrdy IDHWIDBS

#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚#✩.saved #⋯ ꒰ა hell on earth ໒꒱ *·˚#IFHEHEBWIDHSKDJ ....#✩.selfship

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percywinchester27 · 7 years ago

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Ana’s PJO quotes Challenge

Guess who came up with a challenge? That’s right! Your little fangirl over here presents her very first challenge, with prompts based on quotes from Rick Riordan’s books (Mostly PJO).

For those who have read the books, y’all know how hilarious the prompts can be. For those who haven’t, take a look at the prompts anyway! They might interest you :)

ALSO I have NO IDEA how these prompts fit in so well with SPN-verse. It had me baffled too. Trust me!

Rules:

You don’t have to be following me, but it would be nice :)

The due date is December 10th. If you wanna pull out, or need an extension, please let me know a week before. I know life can get really unpredictable, so we can work it out.

The minimum word count is 500 words, and maximum is 7k.

Please use a “keep reading” option after the first 500 words or so. I insist upon this.

It has to be a reader insert or a general fic. You can write for both characters as well as RPF (J2M only and No wife hate). It can be canon or it can be an AU.

You can write a fluffy, angsty or even smutty fic should the prompt inspire you, but please try not to make it a super detailed PWP fic, it’s just not my thing.

It can be a one shot, drabble or start of a series only.

Mention in the Author's note that it is for my (@percywinchester27) “Ana’s PJO quotes Challenge” and the prompt you’ve chosen. Use the hashtag #Ana’s PJO quotes Challenge in the first 5 tags so I can track it.

If I don’t like the post within 2 days, please IM me a link. Tumblr likes to be mean sometimes and there’s every chance that I didn’t get the tag.

Only one prompt per person. If you’ve already posted one entry, you can come back for another prompt.

Lastly, HAVE FUN!!

Send an Ask stating the prompt number and a backup in case the first one is taken along with the pairing.

Full prompt list below the cut:

Dialogue Prompts (Only the pronouns can be tweaked in the prompts):

“Don't feel bad, I'm usually about to die.” @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester Dean X Reader

“We're staying together," he promised. "You're not getting away from me. Never again.” @bringmesomepie56 Dean X Reader

“Lots of death, huh? Personally, I'm trying to avoid lots of death, but you guys have fun!” @luci-in-trenchcoats Dean X Reader

“Ever had a flying burrito hit you? Well, it's a deadly projectile, right up there with cannonballs and grenades.” @jessicawritessmut Jensen x reader

“I try not to think. It interferes with being nuts” @homeschooledonmyhands sister!reader

He forced his fists to unclench. "Look, lady, we're not going to go all Hunger Games on each other. Isn't going to happen.” @melonshino dean x reader

“Being a hero doesn’t mean you’re invincible. It just means that you’re brave enough to stand up and do what’s needed.” @nichelle-my-belle Dean X Reader

“Sugar and caffeine. My willpower crumbled.” @queencflair Dean X Reader

“Scrawny? Baby, I invented scrawny. Scrawny is the new sizzling hot.” @avengingandstuff Steve Rogers X Reader

“Back in my day, we died all the time, and we liked it!” @drarina1737

“Catch that last episode of Doctor Who? Oh, right. You were trudging through the Pit of Eternal Damnation!” @dauntlessdiva Dean X Reader

“You can't choose your parentage. But you can choose your legacy.” @percussiongirl2017 sister!reader/ platonic!reader

“Everyone hates clowns," ------ said. "Even other clowns hate clowns.” @growningupgeek Sam X Reader

“You, sir, are a ray of sunshine. @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog Dean X Reader

“I wake up every morning and think: You know what would be good today? Not dying.” @roxyspearing Dean X Reader

“Don't you ever feel that way? Like you could do a better job if you ran the world?''Um... no. Me running the world would be kind of a nightmare.” @rizlow1 Dean X Reader

“I know, I'm an idiot!" he moaned. "A brilliant idiot, but still an idiot.” @anticipate1003 gen fic

“That's what happens when it snows in Texas lady. It. Freaking. Melts.” @evil-spn-girl Jared X Reader

“Decapitation is not a healthy lifestyle choice.” @justanotherdeangirl Dean X Reader

“How come I never get invited on these violent trips?” @uniquewerewolfsuit Jared X Reader

“She didn’t want to sleep, but her body betrayed her. Her eyelids turned to lead. “Hey, wake me for second watch. Don’t be a hero.”He gave her that smirk she’d come to love. “Who, me?”He kissed her, his lips parched and feverishly warm. “Sleep.” @torn-and-frayed Dean X Reader

“I gave her my deluxe I'll-Kill-You-Later stare.” @jayankles Jensen x reader

“You drool when you sleep.” @captainemwinchester Dean X reader

“Delaying death is one of my favorite hobbies” @boxywrites Alpha!Dean X Omega!Reader

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.” @jerk-bitch-and-an-angel Dean X reader

“Daddy will explain. Come, he is blowing up monsters.” @sea040561 Misha X Reader

“We'll have to work on your bunny phobia later.” @crispychrissy Dean X Reader

“Life is only precious because it ends, kid.” @summer-binging-spn Dean X Reader

“Met them. Killed them. Got the T-shirt.” @internationalfandomgirl Sam X Reader

“The thing about plummetting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late.” @iputthesininbuisness Dean X Reader

“We’ve all got weaknesses. Me, for instance. I’m tragically funny and good-looking.” @imaginesforthose-wholovefandoms Dean X Reader

“I hate this plan,” I said. “Let’s do it.” @plaidstiel-wormstache Dean X Reader

“If I'm dead," he murmured. "Why does it hurt so much?” @grace-for-sale

“Oh, did you expect me to play fair?" Cupid laughed. "I am the god of love. I am never fair.” @mysupernaturalfics Dean X Reader

“With great power... comes need to take a nap. Wake me up later” @winchesterprincessbride Sam X Reader

“I try very hard to be annoying. Don’t insult my ability to annoy.” @captainradicalpassion Dean x Reader

“I won't go looking for trouble. I usually don't have too.” @deanssweatheart23 Dean X Reader

“I tried to think of something to say. Excuse me? Hello? Marry me? Anything would have done.” @thing-you-do-with-that-thing Jensen X Reader

“Clearly, the conversation is giving your two brain cells a serious workout.” @winchester-smut dean X reader

“I've seen a lot of brave things. But what you just did? That was maybe the bravest.” @supernatural-jackles Dean/ Jensen X Reader

Sentence prompts (If you wanna use these as dialogue prompt, go ahead! But you can’t tweak them except the pronouns):

41. It's hard to enjoy practical jokes when your whole life feels like one. @imweirdandobsessed Sam X Reader

42. Far, far below, red liquid bubbled. Blood? Lava? Evil ketchup? None of the possibilities were good. @sdavid09 Gabriel x Reader

43. When she kissed me, I had the feeling my brain was melting right through my body. @samwinjarpad Sam X Reader

44. She'd secretly had a crush on him since they were twelve years old. Last summer, she'd fallen for him hard. @secretlyfurrydragon Jensen X Reader AU

45. She grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss, which effectively shut him up. @darcy-winters Dean X Reader

46. I gave the dwarves an arrogant look, like, Yeah, that’s right. I’ve got a talking disco sword and you don’t. @sdavid09

47. The plan had three phases: dangerous, really dangerous and insanely dangerous. @thebitterbookeater Peter Parker X Reader

48. Her hair is smoldering. Her face was smudged with soot. She had a cut on her arms, her dress was torn, and she was missing a boot. Beautiful. @docharleythegeekqueen Dean X Reader

49. Humor was a good way to hide the pain. @kas-not-cas Dean X Reader

50. Myths are simply stories about truths we've forgotten. @justme-noonebutme

51. It was a crazy idea. But, as usual, that’s all he had. @acreativelydifferentlove Dean X Reader

52. “It's okay,” he said. “We're together.” He didn't say you're okay, or we're alive. After all they'd been through over the last year, he knew that the most important thing was that they were together. She loved him for saying that.” @sams-bubblegum-bitch

53. She looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that I was still here. And I realized I was doing the same thing. The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive. @ravengirl94 Dean X Reader

54. No one can hate you with more intensity than someone who used to love you. @mrspadalackles Dean X Reader

55. He didn't think much of fates and prophecies, but he did believe in one thing: ------- and he were supposed to be together. @jotink78 Dean X Reader

*This is mostly for the SPN-verse. But should a prompt really speak to you, for Marvel or HP, feel free to IM me with your idea and fandom. If I read those, maybe we can work it out*

Tagging folks off the top of my head who might be interested in participating and/ or signal boosting:

@sdavid09 @thing-you-do-with-that-thing @grace-for-sale @kas-not-cas @blacktithe7 @mysupernaturalfics @feelmyroarrrr @melonberri @torn-and-frayed @bringmesomepie56 @chaos-and-the-calm67 @like-a-bag-of-potatoes @supernatural-jackles @mrswhozeewhatsis @mamapeterson @atc74 @jayankles @chelsea072498 @jelly-beans-and-gstrings @kittenofdoomage @winchesterprincessbride @iwantthedean @impalaimagining @impala-dreamer @luci-in-trenchcoats @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester @deanssweetheart23 @ravengirl94 @jotink78 @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog

#Ana's PJO quotes challenge #Ana's challenges #main challenge post #challenge post

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duketheman · 5 years ago

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Generation 4 Part 2

We both break out in laughter. That George is a character. Sense of humor, a heart & knowledge. He's a good man & a good friend. I hit the jackpot when I hired him. No regrets! I get my friend George home by 4:00pm. I pull out an envelope & say: ~Oh George, Payday!!!! I hand him the envelope with the check in it & thank him for a great job well done. He looks at the check and says: ~Harry, der be too much, Ders $550.00 hear~ I reply: ~George, You're not paid by the hour, nor the day, you're paid a salary! Today's payday. Your Salary is $550.00 per week. A week consist of whatever falls between Monday through Friday. You may work a few hours or a bunch of hours. You may be charged with running things. I sometimes have to be away. In that case you will receive an extra $250.00 per week & I will bring a second mate in to assist you. As you will act as Captain.~ He replies: ~aye Harry, ya da Captain. Me be thankin ya Harry. Drive safe Harry, ya like me Brother Harry.~ George is a Hell of a great guy! He doesn't want a dime that doesn't belong to him. I want to help him. He deserves whatever I can do for him! This job takes talent. You need to know what you're doing out here in the Devil's Triangle! It's like George said ~ Quote- Dem Der storms can come up on ya like Da Spirits of Hell & swallow ya up in Da swells like da Whale. -Unquote~ He's got the knowledge, I trust him, I like him! It's not charity! So he can be happy to know that. I'm home by 4:30pm & Mary asks: ~How'd your day go my Harry? I answer: ~It was a good day Darling! God is Good! You know Darling, I'm really happy we got to Know George & Lucy! Really good people! She replies: ~I know Harry, I like them. Harry, Can we go out to eat tonight? I reply: ~Now Darling, have you been taking lessons from George?~ She replies: ~Harry, whatever do you mean?~ I reply: ~'O Darling, mind reading! I was going you ask if you'd like to go to Sundowners for Dinner. Maybe the Caribbean after for a little dancing?~ She replies rather excitedly: ~Now Harry, are you feeling Frisky, she, smiles, winks (Her winks drive me insane) & says: I'll be ready by 6:00pm! She wraps those arms around me, & plants those always delicious lips against mine. No man can ever wish for more than what I have in my life! She's ready By 6:00 pm & is as Beautiful as always. She's wearing a Trumpet/Mermaid Scoop Neck Floor-Length Satin Evening Dress that fits her perfectly. Shows off her figure but yet doesn't flaunt it! She has on Pointed toe Blue Suede Stiletto Heel Pumps. Her hair as usual is worn combed naturally down her back the way I like it. She's wearing Diamond earrings to match her Wedding rings & a 2ct Diamond "V" Necklace. She's Stunning, absolutely stunning! I take her hand & kiss it, & say: ~Your carriage awaits~ I put her arm in mine & escort her to my Beamer & walk her to the passenger side, open the door & help her in. I feel so giddish. It's like my first date again! Man I love this Woman!........

We get to Sundowners at 6:45pm. I tip the Valet & we go inside. We have reservations so there's no wait. Being a Friday night, the place is packed. We're seated & order drinks. Mary orders just a Soda water. I ask if she's feeling well & she says she's fine. She's just in the mood for Soda water! I reach over, take her hands in mine & say: ~Mary Newport, You're the best thing that ever happened to me! I love you!~ She looks at me and smiles, winks (Ohhhh that wink!) & says: ~Harold Newport, You're the best thing that ever happened to me too, I love you. You know what Harry? I've got a bit of a secret to tell you!~ I ask: ~You do? She replies: ~I do! There's one in the oven Harry!~ I reply: ~What? Let me call JR, I'll have him check the oven.~ She says: ~No silly..... I mean we're going to have a Baby Harry!~ She's smiling really large. I'm not sure if she's pulling a fast on me or not. I ask: ~ Darling, really, we're going to have a Baby.~ She replies: ~Yes Harry! The Doctor confirmed it today! I ask a stupid question: ~But when, how, I mean aaah oh Darling I love you so much! We have to build a Nursery. I got to get George to help me. Oh & JR is Going to love it. He always wanted a little Brother. Ohhhh. We don't know yet do we? How far along are we Darling? I can't even tell!~ She replies: ~six weeks my love. Next week's my Ultrasound. You're coming with me, aren't you? That's when we'll learn the gender of the baby!~I reply: Darling, of course I am! I wouldn't miss it for the world. George can handle the "Willow"! I will get Nicholas from the Agency for a Second Mate. I want George as Captain to make the decisions. Yet still drive the boat! George is gentle & treats her like a Lady! She looks at me & remarks: I'm glad you finally have a good friend Harry that you can trust! Let's eat. I want to go dancing!~ She looks so very happy! Her face is glowing! Now I understand the reason behind the Soda water. Mary's always told me she's never thought pregnant woman should be drinking alcohol! We finish eating & go outside the Restaurant. I give the Valet my ticket & he retrieves my Beamer. I tip him & he opens the passenger door for my wife, I help her in & close the door. I tip him & walk around to the Driver's side, get in & we head for the Caribbean. It's 10:00pm & from the looks of the parking lot, it's packed! I tip the Valet & he parks the car. We walk inside & the Waiter has our table ready. He takes our order. Mary's drinking Ginger Ale & I'm drinking Coke, as I will be driving & want to make sure she has a wonderful time but not have any problems, that alcohol may render me less able to take care of! We dance & dance to every favorite beat she hears. I'm getting tired, you'd think I'm the pregnant one! Where does my Wonder Woman get all her energy? I ask: ~Darling, don't overdo yourself?~ She replies: ~Harry relax, chalk this up to exercise! What I'm going to be doing is nothing compared to this!~ I reply: ~Yes Darling, I'll try to remember that!~ She smiles & motions to me; now let's dance! This is really a night to celebrate. I can't wait to let my parents know. Or for that, I'm sure my Mother in-law will be quite excited. This will be their first Grandchild, although they consider JR as much their's as if blood. Tomorrow we'll get together with JR & let him know! It's 2:00am & the last song is playing. It's our favorite: "Stand By Me" by Otis Redding! I pull my wife in real close to me & dance old school with her! I love this Woman & I love these moments! The song has ended, the lights come on & it's time to leave. I take my beautiful wife by the hand & tell her: ~Darling, I love you more today than yesterday & now more than I did before my last breath. Thank you for making my life so wonderful Darling!~ She says to me: ~'O Harry, My Harry, you're the most romantic Man on Earth. The only man I've ever loved. The only man I will ever love. Harry take me home my love?~ I reply: ~Your Wish is My Command!~ I place her arm in mine & I escort her out the door. I hand my ticket to the Valet & he retrieves my Beamer. He opens the passenger door, I help my wife in & close the door. I tip the Valet, walk around to the Driver's side & get in. We head home. On the way home I ask my wife: Mary: ~You'd think we could ask George & Lucy to be The Godparents!~ She replies: Harry, I think that's a wonderful idea!~ We're home by 3:15am. I open the door & help my wife out. I escort her arm in arm to the house, open the door & say: ~Mary; ( I smile, pick her up & carry her over the thrush hold) I love you I say!~ She replies: ~I love you more my Harry!~ I always loved how she calls me her Harry! We go to bed & have a wonderful night of love in every way possible!

Saturday, April 20 John Ross Learns The News We wake about 8:30am. We decided to sleep in. I've got it on my mind to hire some help for Mary, at least until the baby comes; & even after. I hear JR moving around downstairs. I know he's hungry. Mary's in the bathroom. I'm going down to the kitchen & surprise her & cook them both breakfast! I haven't forgotten how! Besides she deserves a break! I get to the kitchen & JR is patiently sitting at the table waiting for us & says: ~Good morning Dad! You two kids had a late night of it!~ He bends his head to the side & smiles like he knows what his mother & I did! I replied: Good morning: ~Young Man! Your Mother will be down directly. I want to surprise her! Want to help?~ He replies: ~Yeah sure Dad, anything for Mom!~ We're fixing her Blueberry Pancakes, (Her recipe) Hot Syrup, Pork Sausage links, Poached Eggs, Hot Mocha Coffee & Fresh Squeezed Orange Juice. Mary comes down the stairs just as we are finishing up the Poached Eggs. She says: ~What's this?~ Those big Beautiful Green eyes of hers are wide open in surprise! She adds: ~I can't believe you two did this for me, 'O I love you both so very much.~ I reply: ~Ok Darling, It's hot, & we want you to sit down & enjoy it. We are at your service. After you're finished eating, myself & JR will do the dishes. Then we can all sit down & have a nice talk about the surprise.~ She replies: ~Okay my Harry, that sounds like a good idea. It's time my John Ross knows what's going on!~ JR says: ~What? haaaa, what's going on?~ She says: ~Now there John Ross, just you don't worry about it for now, it's a surprise!~ He shrugs his shoulders in wonder & replies: ~Okay Mom!~ She eats her food, all the time with mmmmh & aaahh & oohhhh this is good! She really enjoyed her food. & we enjoyed making it for her. She finishes her breakfast & we pick up the dishes from the table. I wash & JR dries. Everything is done. We all sit down. I ask Mary: ~More coffee Darling!~ She replies: ~No thank you Harry, too much coffee is not good for me!~ JR asks:~Since when Mom? Are you ok, sick?~ She replies: ~Im fine, my Dear Dear John Ross. My Baby that I've loved since the very moment you've come into my life. John Ross, we have a Surprise for you! You're going to be a Big Brother soon!~ He replies: ~Mom, you mean, you're going to have a Baby?~ She replies: ~I do John Ross, what do you think about it?~ He replies: ~Mom, I'm happy, really happy. But when? I'm going to have to get leave from school, I want to be here when the baby comes. I say: Oh yes when is the due date, I forgot to ask in all my excitement. She replies to both of us: December 06, 2019, Twenty five days before your Birthday John Ross. You will already be home on Christmas Leave. I figured Maybe we could spend the Holidays in Madison County. I figured I could have the baby in Madison County Hospital. It's the Best one in the County & near the Mansion. None Of your Grandparents, I mean all five of them are not getting any younger. The Mansion is the perfect place for all of us to meet & spend the Holidays together & they'll be there when the baby is born. I've already talked to your Mother my Harry, she has agreed that if it's a go with you & John Ross, then it's a go with the rest of us!~ I reply: ~Of course Darling, that's a wonderful idea! Darling, would it be ok to invite George & his family?~ She replies: ~You read my mind My Harry!~ She asks JR: ~How about you John Ross, the plann sound ok with you?~ He replies: ~Yes Mam, Mom, I like it. One question Boy or Girl?~ She replies: ~'O My John Ross, does it matter?~ He replies: ~No, not really Mom, just curious!~ She says: We'll find out my next Dr's appt on April 25. I will be sure to call you & let you know my John Ross! She smiles & gives him that special wink. He smiles back in approval! I ask Mary: ~Is there anything I can do for you Darling?~ She replies: ~Yes My Harry, Stop treating me like there's something wrong with me! I'm pregnant, not crippled, & only 6 1/2 weeks my love. I loved the surprise but now, you two boys go play! I have things to do!~ She kisses me, kisses JR on the cheek & says: ~I love you, now let me do my work!~ We look at each other & go about our business! I call George & ask: ~Hey, want to go have a beer?~ He replies: ~aye Harry, me whistle needin a wetten!~ I say~ Be there in fifteen minutes!~ I ask JR: Need a Ride to Kellyanne's?~ He replies: ~Sure Dad, thanks!~ We hop in the Beamer & head to George's house. We get to George's house at 11:15am. George comes out of his house as JR passes him going in. I say: ~Hey George, ~Mary & I are having a Baby!~ He replies: ~Aaaah! Ohhh Captain Harry, me Brudder. Ya been a busy man have ya~ & laughs under his breath. He adds: ~God He be lookin on ya with da favor. I knowed it. Ya be a lucky man Harry, a lucky man.~ I ask: ~George. We've decided to have the Baby in Madison County. It's on the border of North Carolina. That way all of JR's Grandparents can be there. It's during Christmas Holidays George. Would you be interested in joining us. My parents live in a Mansion & it's plenty big. George, We would be honored if you & Lucy were to be the Godparents?~ He's looking at me, teary eyed, hardly able to utter the words & replies: ~aye Harry, it be our Honors to be fer sure. Me give ya me word Harry, ya never regret it Sir!~ I reply: ~I have no doubt George, Oh George, one more thing, before I forget! I'm going to need you to Captain the "Willow" on Thursday, the 25th.~ He replies: ~aye Harry! Ya go be with ya wife! Me be takin care of ya boat, don't ya be worry bout dat Captain Harry! We reach Sharkey's Pub on the Wharf at 12:30pm I park & we go in & have a seat. I ask George: ~Want a bite to eat with that Beer George?~ He replies: ~aye Harry, Much obliged, Me belly be achin, Me lips be parched! I order two Buds & we look the menu over. I ask ~George: What are you going to have George?~ He replies: ~Dos der Fish -n- Chips sure be lookin tasty!~ I reply: ~Agreed, I'll have the same!~ I call for the waiter & say: ~We'll have two Fish & Chips, go heavy on the chips. Oh , & bring us a couple more Buds please? Thanks?~ Ahh, our order's here! One thing about Sharkey's, when they serve you a Basket of Fish & Chips, you can't complain. You're going to get a stomach full! I ask George: ~What do you think George?~ He replies: ~Mighty good Harry! Me be owen Ya Harry!~ I reply: ~George my Brother, You don't owe me anything! You give me everything I need just by being the friend you are! You see George, Good friends are hard to come by, & I hit the Jackpot when I came by you!~ He's looking at me with a kind of Brotherly love in his eyes & says: ~Harry, ya like me Brudder & Me love ya like me Blood, If ya ever be needen somthin, ya be lettin me know! I reply: ~You got it George! Eat up my Brother!~ We toast to friendship & enjoy our meal together! We finish up, have one more beer & go home to the wives. I have to say, I enjoyed my day with George! I haven't been out for a Beer with a friend in a long time! I'm home about 6:00pm & I walk in the door, Mary kisses me & says: ~Hello Dear, enjoy your day out with George?~ I reply: ~I did Darling! I really like George. He's really a great guy! She replies: ~That's Good my Harry, it's about time you had a friend! We're having Pot roast for dinner, green beans. Mashed Potatoes & brown gravy.~ I reply: ~My Darling, how did I ever get so lucky to have you come into life?~ She replies: ~I don't know Harry, you might ask John Ross that!~ Turns around & starts to walk away, stops, turns, smiles & winks at me, then goes into the kitchen. She had me going for a moment! I love her so much! I'm going upstairs & clean up for dinner! That's better, I'm starved! I go to the Dining room & sit down at the end of the table. JR is already sitting & Kellyanne has joined us for dinner. She's trying to spend as much time time with him as possible as he will be leaving for School Monday morning. Tomorrow is Easter Sunday. We will be attending Church. I ask Kellyanne: ~Will you & your family be attending Church for Easter Sunday Kellyanne?~ She replies: ~Yes Sir Mr Newport! We attend at the First Baptist Church of Key Largo. I say: ~If it's alright with your parents, I don't mind picking you up in the morning & you & JR can attend together since we all go to the same Church.~ She replies: ~'O Mr Newport, thank you so much. I'm sure it'll be fine. I'll have my daddy call you.~ I say: ~That's okay Kellyanne, I'll call him after dinner!~ She replies: ~Thank you Mr Newport! I say Mary: ~Darling, everything looks so wonderful. Smells absolutely delicious!~ She replies: ~Well thank you my Harry, I hope you enjoy it. I know Pot roast is yours & John Ross's favorite.~ Mary is always thinking the best for us. I really have to do something special for her! After dinner I tell Mary: ~Darling, take the night off my love, I'm going to do the dishes & clean the kitchen up! You two kids go spend time together!~ My wife looks at me, smiles & says: ~Thank you My Harry, & that was nice of you, what you said to the kids! & Harry, I love you!~ I finish up the kitchen & join my wife in the other room. We sit down & just listen to music. We turn on the radio & listen to Oldies but Goodies & talk about when we first met & fell in love. We cuddle & like Teenagers (Make out) on the sofa! It feels good to just spend time with my wife. Before we know it, 10:00pm comes about & I need to get Kellyanne home! I kiss my wife & holler: ~Lets go! The kids come right away & we load up in the Beamer & take Kellyanne home! JR escorts her to the door & assures she's inside. He gets back in the car & we head home! We get home & I go upstairs, open the bedroom door & my Beautiful wife is already in bed. She says:~Hello Big Boy!~ She pulls back the sheets & there she is, more beautiful than any woman on this Earth & as naked as the day God created her. All I can do is to disrobe & join her in this rendezvous of love. Goodnight all!

Easter Sunday April 21 We're all up & ready bright & early! It's Easter Sunday! Church isn't until 9:00am but my Wife still has to have an Easter Basket for her John Ross! & he's just as excited as he was when he received his first one! She calls:~ John Ross!~ He replies: ~Yes Mother? Coming Mom! He enters the Library & sees the Basket & as usual becomes excited at the prospect of what's in it! He doesn't believe in the Easter Bunny any longer but he knows the Easter Mommy got it for him. He opens his arms & gives her a Bear hug & then says: ~Oh no, Mom! You alright! I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you.~ She stops him & says: ~John Ross, it's okay my Baby, you didn't hurt me. You can show me love. It's fine!~ A world of relief came over his face & he was happy again! That boy would go through Hell for his Mother! There is chocolate bunnies, licorice, jelly beans, chewing gum, peanuts, corn nuts, homemade chocolate chip cookies, waiting tablets & pencils, socks & underwear, & everything a boy coul need at school as well as other favorite things of his! He says: ~Mom, you thought of everything!~ She replies: ~I tried My John Ross! There's an envelope in there too. Open it when you get to School, not before!~ He replies: ~Yes Mam! I love you Mom. She kisses him on the cheek & he hugs & kisses her back. That boy loves his Mother & she loves him! It's 8:15am & we've got to get going if we're going to pick Kellyanne up & get to Church on time! We arrive at George's at 8:30am & Kellyann is waiting on the Doorsteps. JR rushes up & escorts her to the car & helps her in the backseat. He's quite the Gentleman, (Takes after his old Dad if I say so myself) We're on our way! We arrive at the First Baptist Church of Key Largo at 8:55am with George & Lucy close behind! We walk the doors & are greeted by Bishop Gilbert who will be conducting the Easter Services, & Pastor James, the Sitting Pastor of the Church. We shake hands & are ushered in & seated, Followed directly by George & Lucy! Service is beginning. "Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty........ "The hymn plays as the Bishop leads the Pastor, the Bible bearer, Candle lighters, Visiting Pastors & special Guest. Finally the Choir comes in from the rear of the Altar.................. 12:00pm Church ends & I'm taking everyone out to lunch: ~George, you coming?~ He replies: ~Where to Mate~ I say: ~Easter Dinner George, you coming?~ He replies: ~aye, Me belly achin, talkin to me it be!

We head to Gus's Grille in the Marriott. Great dining. It's 1240pm & we arrive. We tip the Valet, go inside. I've already called ahead so no waiting. We have Prime rib cooked to perfection & a beautiful Honey Baked Ham w/ all the fixings. It's a wonderful meal. It's 5:00pm & we're finished eating. I pay the tab & tip out. We need to get home! I promise George to have Kellyanne home by 9:30pm. JR will be leaving on a 5:00am flight to Brownsville Texas. There's no tours scheduled for tomorrow so I tell him he can take the day off! We're home, it's 6:15pm & we go inside. Easter Dinner was big so Mary decides she's just going to prepare sandwiches & chips for tonight. Kids can spend what time they have together & we'll just kick back & enjoy each other's company! It's 8:30pm : I have to take Kellyann home. I can hear her crying and telling JR: ~'O John Ross, I'm going to miss you terribly. What am I going to do? I love you so much John Ross. Please come back to me soon?~ He replies: ~I love you too Kellyanne with all my heart. I'll be back in December! I promise. We're all going up to my Grandma's Mansion for Christmas Vacation together. You're just going to love it!~ I get to the corner as he embraces her & stop! They kiss & only after do I enter. I say: ~Let's go kids, I promised your Father Kellyann that you'd be home by 9:30pm.~She replies: ~Yes Sir Mr Newport!~ JR escorts her to the Beamer, we load up & head for her house. We arrive at 9:25pm & JR escorts her to the door & kisses her one final time just before Lucy opens the door. He comes back to the car & we head home. We get home & He's silent. I say: ~JR, won't be long & you'll be home!~ He replies: ~I know Dad, I'm just going to miss her! I love her Dad, I mean I really love her! I don't even look at another girl Dad. She's the only girl I've ever wanted!~ I reply: ~You know son, that's the way it is with us Newport Men! Your Great Grandfather, Your Grandfather, yes & me too! I never looked at or wanted another woman until I lost your Mother Julia! She was my everything. You were the only reason I stayed together after her death! Then came Mary. She taught me that I could love again. & You loved her too, even better she loved you! I really in my heart think Julia guided us to Mary!~ He replies: ~You know Dad, I never told anyone, but, I use to dream about her, you know my Mother! In my dream she would tell me it's okay to love her. She told me: ~She loves you very much! She'll take care of you John Ross! You & your Daddy need her! I've never forgot my birth Mom & never will, but I love Mom too with all my heart & soul!~ I reply: ~I know son, & she knows too! & Julia's looking down on you from Heaven with pride! She came to me in a dream once too! You're the only one I've ever told!~ He turns to me & smiles. We're home & we go inside & go upstairs. We've got to get up early in the morning. My Beautiful wife is tired out & in bed already. I tip toe into the bedroom, disrobe, climb into bed, kiss her gently, wrap my arms around her & fall asleep knowing I have the best woman man could ever have in life, in my arms! Monday, April 22nd Alarm going off, it's 2:30am! I reach over & gently tap my wife on her shoulder & say: ~Mary, time to wake Darling, we've got to take JR to the Airport. We want to make sure he eats a good breakfast!~ She rolls over & says: ~Okay my Harry!~ I go in the Bathroom, wash up & shave. I go down stairs & put on the coffee. I go back upstairs & make sure JR is awake & getting ready! I go back down stairs, Cook some bacon up, scramble some eggs and cheddar cheese, throw some frozen biscuits I keep on hand just for these occasions in the oven. I put butter & jelly on the table. I'm pouring the coffee as my Beautiful wife is coming down the stairs! She's quite happy to just sit down to a cup of coffee & wake up! I kiss her Good morning, tell her how beautiful she is & how much I love her! By that time here come our young Marine! I say: ~Hungry son?~ He replies Yes Dad, thanks. I'm starving!~ We eat, I pick up the table & leave the dishes until I get home. I take JR's Bags out to the Beamer & load them up in the trunk. I come back in & escort my wife to the car & we're off to the Airport! His flight leaves at 5:00am & we want to get him checked in so we can sit with him a little bit before he has to go through Security! We reach the Miami International by 3:45am. It's early & I drop Mary & JR of at the Curb. I park in the Garage & walk across to the terminal! I meet the at the self Check-in. We have fifteen minutes to sit & say goodbye. I see the tears already forming in Mary's eyes! JR says: ~Mom, please don't cry, I'll be back soon! You're making me feel bad, I can't stand to see you cry Mom, please? I love you!~ I say to JR: ~ She'll be fine son. She loves you & just doesn't want to see you go. She understands though but she still going to she tears. That's her heart!~ He replies: ~I know Dad, but I don't like to see my Mom cry! It breaks my heart!~ She interrupts: ~I'm sorry John Ross, I'm just going to miss having you around! I just love you so much!~ He replies: ~ No Mom, you don't mind have anything to be sorry about! Don't worry about it! Oh Man, Their beginning to run us through Security. I've got to go. Mom, give me Love, Dad you too!~ He hugs us & we say Goodbye. He runs to the gate just in time to get through the line. We wait to hear that his flight takes off on time before we leave! I tell my wife: ~Darling, you sit here while I go get the car!~ I walk across to the Garage & pick up the Beamer, drive around the circle & stop at the terminal. I escort my wife to the car help her in. We head home. We get about home at 6:45am giving the traffic! I help my wife out of the car & escort her to the house. We go into the kitchen & I tell my Mary: ~Darling, why don't you go ahead & get a little more sleep. I'm going to clean up these dishes! I might come up & join you afterwards!~ She replies: ~Okay my Harry, I'm going to do that. I'm still quite tired! Please come upstairs after your done? I want you to hold me!~ I reply: ~I promise Darling, directly!~ She goes upstairs & lays down. I do the dishes up, doesn't take long & I follow her upstairs! I climb in bed & wrap my arms around her & thank God she's mine. I fall asleep. We both wake together. The alarm is ringing, Mary has it set for 10:00am! We smile, kiss each other & get up. We go in the bathroom & take a shower together! I love taking a shower with my wife. But no Hanky Panky this time! She's a bit sad about our son having to go back to school today. I'm going to let her have some time! We get dressed & go downstairs & I put some coffee on while Mary prepared us some lunch! I ask her: ~Darling, is there anything special you'd like to do today?~ She replies~ 'O yes my sweet Harry! I want to go shopping. I'm going to need Maternity clothes. We need to start thinking about Baby furniture. We'll worry about clothing after we learn if we're having a boy or a girl!~ I reply: ~Very well my Darling, I think that's a great idea! Let's go shopping! We drink our coffee & eat our Brunch, load up in the Beamer & head for Refined Legacy Maternity Wear. My wife has very good but conservative taste in clothes. 3 hours at Legacy & next stop is Mark's & Spencer's. I've never been Maternity shopping before. Kind of fun watching my wife pick things out, allowing for her stomach to grow for the Baby. Her face has such a gleem to it. She's so happy. That makes me happy. We're truly Blessed! It's 6:50pm & I tell Mary: ~Darling, I love you, I know you're invincible, but you still have to eat if you want to remain so! Let's go get a bite?~ She replies: ~You're right my Harry, & I am quite hungry! Where do you suggest?~ I say: ~I'm thinking "The Pelican" You feeling like some Spaghetti & Meatballs Darling! My Parents fell in love over Spaghetti & Meatballs!~ She replies: ~'O my Harry, that sounds absolutely delicious. I've actually been craving that! How'd you know?~ I reply: ~Oh just a wild guess my Darling, I've kind of been craving it myself!~ We both break out in laughter..... I carry the bags to the car and load them up in the trunk. Help my lovely wife into the car & drive the couple blocks to The Restaurant. We park in the parking lot & I take my wife arm in arm & escort her inside the restaurant. We're seated almost immediately as the Owner knows my Father. I thank him & he asks that I give him my regards. I tell him that I would be pleased to do so! The waiter takes our order almost immediately & brings us complimentary drinks. I a Red wine & Mary a Sweet Tea. We both order you guessed it: Spaghetti & Meatballs! We had a fantastic meal. It's about 9:00pm & we need to get going. It's been a long day. I ask my wife: ~Darling, I promise, I will take you shopping for Baby furniture on Saturday! Is that okay with you? If not, I'll take tomorrow off!~ She replies: ~My Harry, my sweet sweet Harry! Always trying to make me Happy! Only thing is about that Harry. I'm already Happy just being with you! Of course it's alright!~ Let's go home, I'm tired Harry!~ I call the waiter, pay the tab & tip 30%. I escort my wife to the car & we head home, go inside & go to bed. I love this Woman. Goodnight! Tuesday It's 5:30am & I pick George up for work & we stop at Cafe Mocha for Coffee & Doughnuts. We're on our way & reach the Marina by 6:00am.Tours not scheduled until 8:00am so we can relax & drink our coffee & eat our doughnuts.Talk about our kids awhile! Awe, it's 7:30pm, I say: ~Time we get on it George! The Clients will be here soon! Scuba Diving Pennekamp State Park near the Christ of The Abyss. Diving around the old wrecks. Be back around 6:00pm. We get done with the precheck just as the clients arrive! I greet them & welcome them aboard. A Father Ron Vincent Sr, & Son Ron Jr.! I give the order: ~Take her out George!~ He replies ~aye aye Captain! Takes the helm & steady as she goes at 2 knots gradually increasing to 5 knots. I explain: ~We're only a few miles from the park so no need to rush. Just sit back & enjoy the ride! Can I get you to gentleman a cold drink or water?~ They both decline for now & enjoy the trip out. We make the trip in an hour. They break out their gear, do their safety checks, walk down the ladder to the platform & dive! They come up periodically throughout the day. It's 12:30:pm & I ask George if he's got lunch & he replies: ~aye Harry, Me Lucy maked me a Hardy meal fer me takin! Ah dat Lucy, she be lovin me she be! Me be a lucky man Captain, aye a lucky man!~ I've got a bag lunch Mary put one together here for me. Couple Roast beef & Cheese Sandwiches. Chips. Couple Oranges. Apple pie. Two hard boiled eggs. Woman knows what I like. We have plenty of iced down Sodas & water. About two more hours & we'll be ready to head into shore! 4:00pm both men are out of the water & we're on our way back in. We're about an hour out so we'll take it slow & easy, no rush! I offer the men some water & they are quite thirsty as I thought they might be! They dry off & change into street clothes on the way back to shore! We're pulling into Pier 17 right at 5:23pm. Mr Vincent Pays me 500.00 for the day & thanks us for a great time. He salutes George as if he recognizes him & George salutes back! We tie the "Willow" up, wash her. Check the tanks, oil & put her to bed for the night! We load up in the Beamer & head towards George's house! I ask George: ~What exactly did you do in the Navy old Buddy? Seems like you have a lot of respect around here!~ He replies: ~ Ahh Harry, dat be somethin Me not be talkin about me brother! Dat be given me pain terribly!~ I drop George off at 6:45pm & head home. I'm starved. I'm thinking that after dinner I'm going to do a little research on George's Naval Service. Just because I think he deserves allot more respect than he gets. I get home at 7:00pm & my wife is waiting dinner for me. I kiss her & say: ~Darling, I love you. Sorry I'm late. But it's been a long day!~ She replies: ~I understand my Harry, Ribeye steak & Baked Potatoes w/fixings. Cold beer.~ Perfect dinner after a long day on the water! My wife is the perfect wife! Man, that was delicious & I'm full. I'm going to go in the Library & research on the computer!

US Naval Archives George Christopher Richards MCPO United States Navy #6713211417 Classified 980301-011012 The President of The United States of America takes pride in presenting the Navy Cross to Master Chief Petty Officer George Christopher Richards of The Naval Special Warfare Development Group For the service forth in the following; While acting in support of the Third Battalion, Fifth Marines Regimental Combat Team Operation Enduring Freedom in Afghanistan on 11 October 2001 For distinguished devotion to duty, extraordinary courage and disregard for his own personal safety, and under heavy fire from an Enemy Taliban Machine gun position, rushed and eliminated the target, killing all 4 enemy combatants, thereby saving the lives of his team. MCPO Richards reflected great credit upon himself and upheld the highest tradition of The United States Naval Service!

George W Bush

President

Now I understand! He's a hero. George is a bonafide hero a S.E.A.L.! I'm not even going to mention I was nosy. He's probably got PTSD. Not something to play with! I'll leave well enough alone! My wife walks into the Library & says: ~My Harry, what are you doing in here all by yourself, why don't you come keep a lonely girl company? I've missed you so much today!~ I reply: ~Oh nothing important my Darling! Lonely? I've missed you too! I can barely stand being away from you.~ She looks at me, smiles, takes me by the hand, guides me up the stairs with that sexy look in her eyes & well let's just say: We make up for lost time! Goodnight!

4:30am & I pick George up & we stop at the Mocha Cafe for our Daily shot of Coffee & doughnuts. I've decided to fill a thermos this morning. Just some days I need that extra boost of caffeine! We're on the move. I ask George: ~Long night?~ He replies: ~aye Harry, me couldn't sleep las night fer me life me Brudder! Dat der coffee, she be magic ya know, fix me right up!~ He laughs under his breath. I reply: ~I know exactly what you mean George, I have the same problem sometimes! I have an extra thermos full if you need some this morning my Brother!~ He looks at me, smiles & replies: ~Me be thankin ya fer it Harry, ya be a Good man ya be!~ We get to the Marina by 5:15am, plenty of time to drink our coffee, eat our doughnuts & wake up all the way. I really enjoy George's company. We have time to sit & talk a while. The clients won't be here until 7:00am It's 6:30am & we do our once over the boat & ready her for the trip. Today's tour is to Key West, about 3 hours each way. Clients are here, John & Michelle Roberts! Daphne St James & her Boyfriend Rick Crimshaw. They want to go out to & see the Whales & Dolphins. I welcome them aboard. I give the order: Take her out!~ George He replies: ~aye aye Captain~ He takes the helm & steady as she goes at 2 knots, gradually increasing to 5 knots cruising speed. This will assure we arrive approximately by 9:30am. We don't want to be on the water after dark! We've arrived & it's 9:38am. We drop anchor & kick back. Before anyone can say a word, a Northern Right Whale is sighted off the Bow, it's a female, pregnant probably! Look, there's another, & a couple Bottlenose Dolphins to the port. These animals never seize to amaze me. Their Beautiful. Julia loved watching them! She always said they were the true Mermaids of the Sea! Their everywhere out here. It's been about three hours & it's time to head for shore. I give the order: ~Take her home George!~ He replies: aye aye Captain!~ He takes the helm increasing a steady as she goes cruising speed of 5 knots. We'll make it to shore about 5:15pm give or take! We're pulling into the Marina. George says: ~slowing to 2 knots Captain.~ I reply: ~Steady as she goes?!~ It's 5:23pm & were pulling aside Pier 17. George is good at what he does! The clients disembark & Mr Roberts pays me $350.00 & I give him my card & thank him. We give the "Willow" the once over, clean & put her to bed for the night. I give George instructions for tomorrow: ~George, here's the keys to the boat, I've got a kid by the name of Nicholas going to meet you here at 6:30am for safety checks. You're the Captain, he knows that! But George, you handle the Boat, make any decisions that has to be made & collect the money. You're the only one I trust. The kid is to do all the work, Okay?~ He replies: ~aye Harry, Me understand Ya, Me won't let ya down me Brother!~ I reply: ~I have no doubt George, that's why you're in charge, I wouldn't want anyone else! Thanks George!~ We get in my Beamer & head home. I drop George off it's 6:30pm. Now to my house. Ahh, home sweet home. There's my Mary. I see her through the kitchen window, as beautiful as ever. It's 6:50pm & I'm walking into my house. I kiss my wife & say: ~ Darling, you're absolutely ravishing tonight.~ I embrace her, kiss her & say: ~I love you with my life, you know, don't you?~ She replies: ~'O my Harry, what's gotten into you? Of course I know that. You show me every day we're together. You're my everything Harry. I love you Harry, you're the only man I've ever loved Harry! From that first Christmas Morning I met you, I was in love with you Harry. I was drawn to you Harry! It was like an Angel telling me that we were meant for each other. I trusted you right away Harry, I seen how good of a man & Father you were. I can't explain it Harry, but I was in love with you! Now sit down Harry. I have your dinner ready! I've made you Chicken Fried Steak, Mashed Potatoes, Country gravy, Southern style cream peas, Green salad & Sweet tea. For dessert Hot Apple pie with vanilla Ice cream. Eat up my Harry..~ I reply: ~Wow, you've really outdone yourself Darling, it all looks so delicious. Thank you my love! I want you to know this! That first Christmas morning we met......I had the same feeling come over me. It was like an Angel touched me! I love you Darling, & I have never had second thoughts!~ She smiles & kisses me & says: ~I'll always be grateful to that Angel. Now eat, before it gets cold. That's my Mama's recipe!~ It's delicious, I mean delicious. If you've ever eaten Chicken Fried Steak in a restaurant, this is 100% more delicious. The gravy is creamy & peppery, the potatoes have a garlic taste to them & the peas, I've never had this way before, delicious, absolutely delicious. I say: ~My Darling, you ever thought of opening a restaurant?~ She replies: ~No my Harry, I'm perfectly happy as a Mother & wife. All I want to do is take care of you!~ She serves me dessert. This Apple pie is bubbling hot. She scoops a hardy serving of ice cream on top & says: ~There you go Big boy!~ winks at me, driving me crazy, & smiles sexy like & says: ~The real dessert is coming after dinner hahaha!~ I look at her & react: ~Mmmmh, Wowww! Thank you Darling!~ This is the best Apple pie I've ever eaten. She's really gone all out tonight. Man I love this Woman. I'm done & I've eaten every bite. I get up & clear the table. I'm not one to leave everything for my wife to do. I just don't think that way, nor did we raise our son that way! I help her with the dishes, we sit in the living room, listen to some Old School & cuddle a while. It's 9:45pm & we go upstairs take a shower together, mess around a bit, go to bed & need I say more? Goodnight!

Thursday morning, April 25th Today is the big day. We're going to find out the gender of the Baby. Mary's Doctor's appointment is at 9:30am & were up & ready. She can't eat or drink anything nor has she had anything since after midnight, per order of the Doctor. She has other tests besides the ultrasound! Oooh I'm so excited! I'm drinking coffee right now to calm my nerves. I know my wife would love to have some but she can't, & she's trying to cut back on it anyways! There she is, coming down the stairs, looking radiant as ever: ~How are you feeling my Darling?~ She replies: ~Oh Harry, excuse me my love, I'm feeling a little queasy. Morning sickness my Harry. Quite normal! Oooh, that's better, comes & goes. I'm getting use to it!~ I reply: ~Is there anything I can do for you to help you get through it Darling?~ She says: ~No Harry, this is something we women just have to go through! It's quite okay, really it is Harry!~ I kiss my lovely wife, it's 8:30am & escort her to the car. We head to Doctor Kleinpeter’s office on the Overseas Hwy. He comes highly recommended. We need to be there for check in by 9:15am. Aah, there it is, I pull into the Driveway, park the car & escort my wife proudly into the Dr's office. It's really quite crowded in here. Must be a great Doctor. Sure allot of pregnant women in here, wow. Oh well, at least our appointment is in fifteen minutes. Oh I see, there's four more Doctors in here, thank God, what a relief! I say: ~Come on Darling, you sit down & I'll check you in. She sits down, I take her paperwork & identification up to the window & they check her in. They call her name, hand her a cup & show her the women's room. She comes out & they take her back to the Doctor directly!.......... Sure seems like she's been in there a while. The nurse comes out & asks me: ~Me Newport, would you like to come back to the room with your wife?~ I excitentely replied: ~Yes, of course I would, thank you!~ I followed her back & Mary was laying on a table with her belly exposed. I said: ~How are you doing Darling?~ She replies~ Just fine my Harry. Ohh, that's cold!~ As the nurse spreads a cold gel on her belly before taking the Ultrasound. This is repeated several times. Mary's face gleems brighter each time as she watches the monitor. We can even hear a Heartbeat. This early in the pregnancy. God truly does perform miracles, doesn't He? It's confirmed, a Boy, my Mary is having a Baby Boy! She has the biggest smile on her face, but I have to admit, I'm overcome with joy myself. I kiss my wife & again tell her I love her. The Doctor tells Marry she can get dressed & says: ~Congratulations, I'll see you two in my office after you're dressed Mary!~ She replies: ~Yes Doctor!~ She gets dressed & we sit & wait for the nurse to take us to the Doctor's office. The Nurse knocks & opens the door. She takes us across the hall to the Doctor's office, knocks & he says: ~ Come~ Nurse opens the door, we enter & sit down. The door closes & the Doctor say: ~How you to doing, get you some to drink Mrs Newport, some Apple juice, maybe some some crackers to go with it? I know you have to be hungry!~ She replies: ~Yes, thank you Doctor, I am!~ He calls the nurse in & has her bring Mary some Juice & Crackers! Water for me! He explains to us that everything looks good & he give her some vitamins & explains that she needs to take them. They're going to constipate her at first but it's normal. He told her to eat, that she's going to gain weight, that it's normal, but to exercise. He suggested a Maternity workout program for her & that she should walk. Cut back on the coffee. A little wine won't hurt once in a while but alcohol in general should be avoided! If she she's feels like something wrong, play it safe. He gave her his card & told her to not hesitate to call him look at any hour day or night! He also gave me his card and said: ~That goes for you too young man, you're in on this too!~ I reply: ~Thank Doctor!~ We walk out the Door, I go to the Window, I pay for the visit & I proudly escort my wife out to the car arm in arm! I take her to Lunch at Mrs Mac's Kitchen. She said: ~My Harry, I'm hungry, but just something light please?~This place has great food, but healthy & light. We park & go inside. The Waitress takes our order: Mary orders Conch Chowder, Baked fish. Key lime pie & Sweet tea. I ordered a Cheeseburger, Fries & Sweet tea. I enjoy spending time out with my wife. I ask my wife: ~Darling, what do you say, after we eat we go hunting for Baby furniture, maybe some clothes too now that we know it's a Boy?~ She replies: ~Thank you my Harry, that is a lovely idea.~ We eat our meals & let it settle a bit. It's 2:00pm. I pay the tab, leave a tip & escort my wife to the car. We head to Miami International Mall to Rooms to go. They have a wonderful selection of Baby furniture I'm told! It's 3:15pm & we're here. The Mall is packed. I got lucky, they have Maternity parking spaces near the entrance. What a wonderful idea. I didn't know they did that! We park & I help my wife out of the car. We walk through the Mall looking for Rooms to go! All the time Window Shopping as we go. She see some Baby rattles & little things that catches her eyes. Oh there's the store! Wow, look at all those little Cribs, Bassinets, curtains & other baby stuff! She is looking carefully for the perfect set! Ahh she's got it! Baby Cache Overland Point Blue in color. 4 piece nursery set. $1200.00. She bought blue curtains, blue Baby towels & washcloths. & Newborn Pampers, enough to last three months. She bought nursing pads. She said: ~Harry, Our son is going to want for nothing! Now let's go home & call my John Ross & give him the news he's been waiting for!~ I replied: Yes my Darling, let me first make arrangements to have these things delivered?~ I give my address to the clerk & assure her of the time & date to have it delivered. I picked up the bags my wife purchased on the way into this store & escort her out to the car. I say: ~Darling, did you enjoy yourself?~ She replies: ~ 'O yes my Harry, I did, I really did. Do you like it Harry? The Nursery set Harry?~ I reply: ~I do Darling, very much! I've always thought you have exquisite taste! Darling, I'll get with George & we'll get started on that nursery this weekend if you'd like?~ She replies: ~Really Harry, that would be marvelous. Thank you Harry, I love you ever so much!~ We're just getting home at 8:00pm. Been a long day. I help my wife out of the car & escort her into the house. I sit her down at the table & say: ~Darling, I know you're hungry, what can I get you?~ She replies: ~'O Harry, I want Pancakes & eggs!~ I look at her, raise my eyebrow & say: ~Okay my Darling, you're every wish is my Command!~ I am now making her Pancakes. Pregnant women crave things, & we men must satisfy those cravings. I am only happy to satisfy my wife's every craving! I place a plate with a stack of Aunt Jemima's Pancakes. I warm her some blackberry syrup up & she's in Heaven. I ask her: ~Darling, can I get you anything else? ~She replies: ~My eggs~ I forgot her eggs! I cook two eggs Sunny side up, place them on a saucer & : ~Your eggs Madam!~ I serve her a glass of juice & she has a good meal. I fix me a ham sandwich, that's all I want for tonight. I bring her the phone. She's got to call JR before lights out. I say: ~The phone my Darling, Getting late & you have to call JR.~ She replies: Thank you Harry, Oh I'm so full, those pancakes were so good. Who taught you to make pancakes?~ I reply: ~My Aunt, Aunt Jemima!~ She looks at me & says: ~You're so silly!~ She calls JR & gives him the news. He's ecstatic about it. He's always wanted a little Brother, now his wish is coming true. I'm finished cleaning up in the kitchen. My wife has already gone upstairs. I lock up & follow her lead. I open the door & she's waiting for me. She says: ~Harry, you haven't fed me dessert yet!~ Well, excuse me while I take care of dessert! Goodnight!

TGIF It's been a long week, can't wait for this day to be over. I want to get started on that Nursery for the Baby. Got to get with George, I'm sure he'll have a ball helping me with it. It's 5:30am & I've arrived at George's, I give him a call & let him know I'm here. He comes right out. He gets in the car & hands me a check for yesterday's Tour's tally. I say: ~Thanks George, but I could have waited a while. I wasn't in no kind of hurry. I trust you. Come on, Let's go get our Caffeine boost!~ He replies:~aye, Me can use it Captain. Ya find out what ya be havin did ya George?~ I reply: ~Sure did George, a Boy, we're going to have a Baby Boy. George, I want to get started on remodeling a room to be used as a nursery. Can you help me old boy?~ He replies: ~aye, me be a might honored me would Mate.~ I say: ~Ok George, first thing in the morning I'll pick you up & we'll go get the materials we need & get started right away. Should be finished by the end of the day. We'll eat at my place tomorrow, is that alright!~ He replies: ~Be sonundin might good Harry!~ There's the Cafe, I stop get our coffee & doughnuts & we head for the Marina! It's 6:15am & we're sitting in front of the "Willow" drinking our coffee & eating our doughnuts. I tell George: ~Clients are just a couple Newly Weds that want to experience what it's like to go out on the water. Paying us $375.00 to find out. We're taking them out for two hours & back. They'll be here here at 8:00am. 7:40am we do our precheck. The clients, Jerry & Angela Williams are here. I welcome them aboard, we congratulate them & have them don life jackets. I give the order: ~Take her out George~ He replies: ~aye aye Captain!~ He takes the helm steady as she goes at 2 knots. We'll not take it over this speed as they've never been on a boat before & we want it to be pleasurable for them. I ask them: ~How are you two doing, can I get you something to drink. I have soft drinks & water!~ Mr Williams just stood & stared & replies: ~Water!~ Mrs Williams looked as if she was actually enjoying herself & replies: ~Please, Sprite, Thank you!~ They seem to be getting along well now. Even Mr Williams. He's drinking Coke now & smiling. It's 12:30pm & time to head back. I give the order: ~Take her home George, & take your time!~ He replies aye aye Captain. Steady as she goes at 1 knot. We get back to the Marina at 2:45pm. Mr & Mrs Williams Thanks us for a most wonderful experience. They tell George that he sure knows how to drive a boat! I thank them & give them my card. He pays me & give us each a $100.00 tip. I look at George and say: ~How about that?~ He just shakes his head, looks at the bill & smiles! We tie the"Willow" up, clean & put her to bed for the weekend. We head for home. I remind George I'll be picking him up about 8:00am. I head home! I always feel good when I get home, it's 4:00pm. I walk in & my beautiful Mary is fixing me dinner. Chicken & Dumplings. I like Chicken & Dumplings. I kiss her & tell her I love her. say: ~Darling, I'm going upstairs & clean up! I'll be back down in a jiffy. She replies: ~Okay Harry, Dinner will be ready in a few minutes.~ I go upstairs & wash up. Man I needed that! I come back down & Mary's got dinner on the table. I tell her: ~Darling, you never seize to amaze me! You always seem to put a delicious meal on the table every night! I find myself the luckiest man on Earth~ We eat & I help clear the table. I volunteer to do the dishes & my wife rejects it's but says: ~'O my Harry, I do appreciate it, but you worked hard today! But here, I'll wash & you can dry!~ I reply: ~I accept my Darling with pleasure!~ We do the dishes, go upstairs & make an early night of it. Maybe not that early. Goodnight!

Saturday, April 27 Delivery day Remodeling for the Nursery 6:00am & I'm drinking coffee & waking up. Got to go pick up George & go by Home Depot for some supplies. Minor remodeling will accomplish what we need. We have the room, just want to make it into a Nursery. I'm going to put a Baby washing area in the room next to the Nursery so not to have to go to far. The Nursery of course will be next to our room with a double door opening. Ok, I'm on my way to get George. I'm excited about working on this project. A Baby, we're going to have a baby. Oh, almost passed George's. Let me call him, oh, there he comes: ~Hey George, how you feeling this morning?~ He replies: ~Gran, Me be feelin jus gran Harry! How ya be me Brother?~ I reply: ~Im feeling real good George! Can't wait to get started, really quite excited about it to tell the truth!~ He replies: ~Me knows Harry, haha, ya face be shown it like da sun!~ I reply: ~I'm happy George, really happy~ Here we are, Home Depot! We go inside. We pick up the supplies we need & head home. We figure it's going to take us a good seven hours between us to get the job done. We head home with Home Depot delivery following behind. We're home. It's 10:30am. Rooms to go has already delivered the Baby furniture. We get started right off. If we work only taking thirty minutes for lunch, we can finish this job by 7:30pm. Mary & Lucy has promise us a Dinner of Delights. Kellyanne is making Dessert. She has requested to be an alternative God Mother & we have agreed! We've been working now more than two hours & we're more thirsty than hungry but the ladies insist we stop & eat. They bring us Sweet tea & Ham & Cheese Sandwiches, Chips & some whole Dill Pickles. This is Florida & we do love our pickles! We stay on schedule & get back to work right away. Been a good six hours now & it's looking really good in here. All we have left is to put up the Double doors & paint the room. Haha, 7:15pm & we're ahead of schedule. The Nursery is finished.

"Mary's Inspection" I say: ~Come on George, Let's go get Mary & Lucy! I want my Mary to see this so I can see her face. She'll be so happy!~ He replies: ~aye Harry, dat she be! Dis be pretty nice Harry, I be thankin ya fer lettin me be part of it!~ I say: ~No George, I couldn't have done it without you! You are my very best friend & I'll always be there for you! He's got tears in his eyes again. This is a strong man, but a man with a heart! He replies: ~Me be thankin ya me Brudder with all me heart!! We went downstairs & I take Mary by the hand & tell her: ~Darling, come upstairs, I want you to see something!~ Lucy & Kellyanne followed. We get upstairs & I say: ~Now close your eyes my love! (I open the door, guide her in) now open your eyes!~ She reacts: ~Ohhhh Ohhhhhh 'O my Harry, Oh & you too George! It's sohhh beautiful! Look Lucy, have you ever? Oh Harry, you've made me so happy! Now, you two boys have got to be starving! Your dinner is hot & waiting for you. Oh Harry, I just love you so much, thank you! George; Thank you too, you're a real friend!~ We all go downstairs & we sit down at the table for dinner. We have Pork Roast, Baked Potatoes, Green Bean Salad, Corn on the Cob, Peach Cobbler, Sweet Tea, or Beer. The Ladies really went out. Kellyann made the Peach Cobbler! I say: ~Everything Looks so delicious! You all went way out! I can't wait to dig in!~ George says: ~aye, me too, Let's be eatin!~ He smiles, winks at Lucy! Lucy says: ~George, prayers!~ He replies: ~Oh, ya, Me be fergetin!~ I say prayers & we eat some really fantastic, fit for Royalty food! I say: Kellyanne: This your Mom's Peach Cobbler recipe? It's the best I've ever tasted. I can say that because Mary's never made me any. She's famous for Blueberry pie.~ She replies: ~No sir, My Granny taught me to make that! She use to say: -dat ders Texas peach Cobbler Kellyanne- & Don't ya be fergetin! & I haven't. I'm glad you liked it Sir!~ I replied: ~I did, very much! Thank you!~ We eat up. We offer to help with the dishes but the women folk won't hear of it! They insist that we did such a fine job on the Nursery that we deserve to sit this one out!

We go to the Library. I ask George: ~Want a Warm Brandy & a Havana? ~He looks at me with such surprise & replies in a Whisper: ~Ya be havin Cubans?~ He shakes his head yes & smiles like a child! I go to the safe & pull out a box of Havana hand wrapped Cuban Cigars. I take two out & put the box back in the safe! I pour us a Brandy Glass each & warm it to room temperature in the palm of my hand as heat tends to destroy the flavor of good Brandy! I handed George a Cigar & cutter, then the Brandy. Next I cut the end off my Havana & put it in my mouth. I lit George's Cigar then mine & toasted our friendship & our wives, children & the new baby to come! George says: ~Dis be really good Harry! Really good!~ I reply: ~I know George, I save this just for my special friends & guess what?~ He reacts with a huh & a raised eyebrow!~ I say: ~You're the only one I've ever offered one to!~ He raises both eyebrows, smiles, says: ~Really!~ We both hug like brothers & give it a hardy laugh! George is really like a Brother to me. I have two, I love dearly, wouldn't trade for the world, but God has Blessed me with another! The ladies finish up in the kitchen, they're tired & Lucy says: ~George, I've been on my feet all day, do you mind if we go home. It's 10:30pm? I want to go to Church in the Morning!~ He replies: ~No Me little Honeybun! He looks at me & says: -Excuse me Harry why me be taken me little wife home- He says to Lucy: Der der me love, let's go!~ I look at my cigar & wonder if it may have had an effect on him. I never seen George act like that. I would almost say he was acting frisky. Oh well as the French say c'est la vie. My wife looks tired too. I kiss her, just pick her up & carry her upstairs. We shower, go to bed & just fall asleep in each other's arms. Thank you God for everything. Amen

Sunday morning

7:00am & we're sitting at the table eating breakfast & drinking coffee. We've got to finish getting ready for Church. We're meeting George & Lucy there at 8:45 am so we can congregate a little before services begin. Awh my wife's look beautiful this morning. She's wearing all white. She looks like an Angel.

It's 8:05am, I escort my wife to the car & help her in, close the door. I get in & we head to the Church. Takes about twenty minutes to get there so I have plenty of time. We're here, it's 8:40am. George is just pulling up behind me. It's funny how the two of us seen to time things so closely. I park & open the door for Mary & we walk up to the door & shake the Pastor's hand. He says: ~Good morning Harry, Mary! This is the Day that our Lord has made! God Bless you. Good morning George, Lucy, Kellyann! This is the Day that our Lord has made! God Bless you!~We all go inside & meet up in the foyer & congregate. This is the time we see people that sometimes we don't see for months at a time. There the bell, Church is about to begin. Music is playing,.............! It's 12:30pm & Church is over. I'm taking my beautiful wife to lunch. I ask Mary: ~Would you like George & Lucy to join us or just the two of this time?~ She replies: ~Oh no Harry, that's fine! I enjoy their company! Invite them.~ I say: ~Hey George, Coming to lunch with us?~ Nay Harry, Me be thankin ya though! Its me Lucy & me's Anniversary Harry!~ I think to myself, that's why he was acting so funny last night. I reply: ~George, I didn't know, why didn't you tell me? I would have done something for you!~ He replies: Me don't want no fuss Harry. Me be owen ya Harry. Ya me Brother, Me Love ya Harry! Thank ya Harry.~take my wife to lunch at the Buzzard's Roost Steak House. I tip the Valet & we go inside. We're seated right away as I've called ahead Mary's drinking Lemonade & I'm having Sweet tea. She's decided on a seafood platter, I'm going to settle on the Cowboys Steak, Fries & Salad. I say: ~We've got to get them an Anniversary gift at least. I know George's a proud man. He doesn't want anything that he didn't earn. But I got to figure out what we can give them that he wouldn't think is Charity!~ She replies: ~You leave that to me Harry! I'll talk to Lucy tomorrow! We'll figure something out!~ I reply: ~I don't even know why I worry about things Darling? You always have a solution! Thank you Darling.~

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percabeth-stan-4-ever · 4 years ago

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Bruh. This was like the worst possible way to end a show. YOU FREAKING ONLY LET HIM SAY HALF OF THE WORDS "I LOVE YOU"? LIKE COME ON!!!! THIS IS BORDERLINE WORSE THAN THE ENDING OF THE VAMPIRE DIARIES AND THE ORIGINALS!!! I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS. LIKE WHAT IN THE FUCKITY FUCK FUCK WAS THAT????????? GOD CAME DOWN TO FREAKING EARTH!! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MAZE??? POOR ELLA!! GOD I CRIED MAN. I DID MY RESEARCH. More seasons are coming. Like S5B. I really really need that because that ending...jeez. AHHHH!!!!!

Ok. So here is a list of my top 5 fav characters and maybe some reasons:

1. Chloe Decker (how can you not? Badass detective. Got a gun. God I love her. Besides she's my wife ofc she's first)

2. Ella Lopez (hardcore Deckerstar fan. Gotta love you. You just want my bae happy and we agree on that. And you're so happy and positive-)

3. Lucifer Morningstar (sorry Luci. I know you probably want first but what could I do? Chloe- well she's chloe- and Ella is a Deckerstar shipper. You're awesome and make me laugh so)

4. Amenadiel idk your last name (pretty funny. Protective so respect. And you saved Chloe from Mama devil can't forget that. Also you told Lucifer to ask her out so I partly have you to thank that Deckerstar sailed even though it happened much later)

5. Linda I forgot your last name (you're also funny. Especially drunk😂. And you help out chloe and Ella. A therapist to Lucifer. Thank you)

Ok now least favorites. Kinda a long list. I'll only choose 3

1. Dan Espinoza (freaking hate you. Sorry not sorry. You shot Luci and you also kissed Chloe which I'm still mad about btw. But I feel bad because you did go through a lot)

2. Mama devil ( hate you more than dan. Kissing Chloe is one thing. (Hell even I would kiss her) but trying to kill her? Crossed the line bud.)

3. Marcus Pierce ( I hate you more than words can express. Almost married Chloe. Broke her heart. Lied to her. Not to mention you're a murderer. Even cursed the evidence room man)

Iffy about one person : Mazikeen Smith. That stunt you pulled at the end? Not in my favor. You're going on to the dark side. I love you cause you're badass and you also dropped everything to save chloe but then again you also joined the Michael's side right after the kidnapping. You want somebody to love you. You have abandonment issues and I sympathize but I'm still iffy. I just finished forgiving you for that last stunt but you go and do It again.

After that ending idk if I'm gonna rewatch it. When I get the S5B I definitely will. But as of now I'm rewatching my fav episodes like S4 E24 which I've already seen twice. Can't forget S1 E4 which I loved. And S5 E6😉. But I have bigger worries than what episode I'm gonna watch. WHAT WILL I DO DURING CLASS NOW?? PAY ATTENTION?? AS IF. I can create Deckerstar edits. Good idea, me.

Okay now this will be the last reblog. When I get that next season I will probably start another chain but that won't be for awhile. This is sad. It's like the end of an era. Thanks to those of you who read these. Sorry if I was annoying but like- the twists and turns? I had to let y'all know.

Omg I almost forgot to say; I almost let my family know that I'm in love with Chloe Decker. I was walking and talking about Lucifer and Chloe comes up and I nearly said "yeah I'm in love with her. We're dating now and you can do nothing about that." But y'all that wouldn't have passed over well lmao!!!

BYE YOU GUYS!!!!! LUCIFER IS MY NEW FAVORITE SHOW!! IM SORRY OTHER SHOWS BUT LIKE- YOU DON'T HAVE CHLOE.

PEOPLE, VAMPIRES IDK JUST EVERYBODY!!!!

LUCIFER AND CHLOE THO!!!!!!🥰🥰

"WHY IS IT THAT SOMETIMES IM IMMORTAL WHILE OTHER TIMES IM ALL TOO HUMAN?"

Because you're in love, my love.

Now go confess. Please please please I can't handle it anymore. HE IS IMMORTAL WITH PEOPLE HE IS NOT IN LOVE WITH. WITH CHLOE HOWEVER, SHE SHOT HIM AND HE BLED. AROUND HER, HE BLEEDS. AND HE KNOWS IT. THIS DUMBASS WELL ACTUALLY JUST OBLIVIOUS BUT ADMITTEDLY SMART DETECTIVE KNOWS IT TOO!!!!!!!

DECKERSTAR

#Chloe Decker #Chloe Decker simp #Lucifer #Mazikeen Smith #Deckerstar #season 5 ending #im so sad yall #maze better make it up to me #i dont forgive easily #love you chloe #ill be rewatching you #that sounds stalkerish lmao

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5hfanfiction · 8 years ago

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our broken white rose (7/?) ⇾ camren

a/n: honestly, i’m just gonna skip ahead a few days after the incident with lola. shes arrested now, so is janelle. lucy, lola and janelle have their court hearing coming up. we’re skipping past all that detail. i just wanna get to the good stuff because if i add detail, it’s gonna take about three more chapters for a camren moment and i cant wait anymore. my brain won’t let me.

so enjoy this chapter. please answer end of the chapter questions and leave me some feedback in the comment section. im a slut for comments (:

She felt both her eyebrows crease together as she struggled to pry her eyelids open. Her lips felt glued together but surprised herself when she was able to let out a small groan of pain. After moments of concentration and extreme effort, she felt as her eyes slowly opened for the first time in nearly a month. Her lips parting slightly, she glanced around her surroundings to the best of her ability. Her body felt too stiff to move. Her back hurt. Her throat felt as if it were on fire. She wanted to cry out for help, but her body wouldn’t let her. Her mouth barely allowed itself to open.

She had no idea where she was. Everything felt foreign to her. She gazed around the dimly lit, large white room that reeked of bleach and cheap air freshener. Nobody was around. Looking down at her own body, her eyes widened at all the bruises that scattered across her exposed arms. Several IV’s were connected to her as an oxygen mask covered most of her face. Her eyes watered as she struggled to remember what could have possibly landed her here.

Sudden fear struck within her as she frantically darted her eyes back and forth, across, and all around the room looking for Lola. She probably locked her up in another part of the house she didn’t know of. Her throat felt as if it was closing up. Why would Lola connect her to IV’s and an oxygen mask? Her eyes darted down to her stomach, tears threatening to spill over when she realized the blankets were hiding her baby bump. (She doesn’t know it’s still there. She thinks it’s gone).

She knew Lola was cruel but never expected her to be that cruel. Is that why her stomach was hurting so bad? Had Lola… oh God. Her heart stopped in her chest. She wanted to speak, but she couldn’t. It was almost as if her vocal cords were tied into several knots, preventing her from speaking a word.

When the door to the room creaked open, her terrified brown eyes darted in the direction of the sound. She prepared herself to come face to face with the cold menacing eyes of her abusive fiancée but those weren’t the ones she was staring at. No. These… these eyes are the one’s she never thought she’d see ever again in her life. These eyes were red and puffy. These eyes contained sadness and grief… until they locked with her own.

The woman brought a hand up to her mouth, tears welling in her brown eyes. “Mila?” She had stopped in her tracks, staring at the form in the hospital bed. Staring into the brown eyes of the person she hasn’t seen in years struck a nerve in the tall blonde. She quickly made her way to the hospital bed, staring at Camila as if she were some type of foreign creature.

Camila stared at Dinah wide eyed and confused. She swore Lola had her drugged up. Her own eyes filled with hot tears as she struggled to smile up at the woman who hasn’t changed one bit.

“Oh my god,” Dinah found herself breathing out, running a shaky hand through her messy blonde curls. “I-I need to get a doctor. Stay here,” Dinah turned to walk out before stopping and shaking her head at herself. “Like she can move anyways,” she muttered.

Camila stared at the retreating figure in awe. She couldn’t believe it. The word doctor repeated itself over and over again in her head. I’m at the hospital? She thought to herself. It started to make more and more sense as she glanced around the room once again.

She sat laid quietly in the hospital bed, gazing at the ceiling. She was waiting to be brought out of her dream and to be attacked and beaten by Lola. Her brain felt like someone lit a dog machine in there and left it on for weeks. She struggled to remember what could have landed her in this position, but came up short.

Moments later, Dinah walked back inside with a woman in a white lab coat. She smiled brightly down at Camila as Dinah was ushered out of the room. “Don’t worry. I just have to run a quick physical exam,” the woman in the white doctors coat explained. Dinah glanced hesitatingly at Camila before allowing herself to be put out of the room.

Camila stared at the stranger in confusion. “Hello Camila, I’m Doctor Papeleo, (pronounced: pap-e-lee-o) and you’re at Yakutat General,” the woman spoke slowly and nodded as each word came out of her mouth. Camila tried to speak, but all that came out was a small squeak. “Oh honey, don’t try to strain your voice just yet. The nurse will bring you some water, you’ve been out for quite some time,” Doctor Papeleo removed her stethoscope from around her neck, putting the parts for her ears inside of her own. “I’m just going to listen to your heartbeat. Blink twice if you understand what I’m saying,” Camila stared at her for a moment longer before blinking twice slowly. Doctor Papeleo smiled down at her, “Good. Alright. I’m going to need you to take two big deep breaths for me, alright?”

She placed the stethoscope in the center of her chest and Camila did as told. She moved it around, asking for two more deep breaths. She then started to move down the blankets that basically swallowed Camila’s entire body, revealing her protruding stomach. Immediate relief washed over her as the woman brought her stethoscope down to her enlarged belly, moving around the instrument before standing and placing it back around her neck. “You and your little guy seem to be doing quite well. I’m going to go get that water for you and then we’re going to ask you some questions to make sure we’re all caught up then… you can see your family and friends. They haven’t left your side since,” before she could process what the woman had said, she was out the door and on her way to retrieve her water.

Camila stared up at the ceiling, fresh tears coming to her eyes once again. She didn’t have any family. Was Lola gonna come? Was Tori here? She still felt like her mind was playing tricks on her when she saw Dinah. It couldn’t be. How would Dinah even know where she was? When Doctor Papeleo came back in with a nurse trailing behind her, she had concluded that Dinah was simply a figment of her imagination and was most likely a nurse who was overly excited to see her awake.

“Karla, its good to see that you’re up,” at the mention of her first name, she knew that the Dinah she saw wasn’t real. Lola probably brought her here after beating her too bad. She felt that stinging sensation in her chest when she came to the realization that her real friends and family probably still had no idea of her whereabouts.

The nurse walked up to her, handing her a cold cup of water. “Drink up.”

Camila struggled to lift her arm to retrieve the cup from the woman, the limb feeling like it weight more than she did. When her fingers finally grasped the foam cup, she nearly spilled the water all of herself. She felt so weak. The nurse having fast reflexes, quickly reached out to stabilize the cup and Camila’s hand. She helped her sit up and take gentle sips of the cool liquid. At the feeling, Camila felt a sigh of content fall from her chapped lips.

Her throat burned less and she found it easier to open and close her mouth. Doctor Papeleo came over to the side of Camila’s bed with a clipboard in hand. “Alright Karla, I have a few questions for you. Answer them to the best of your abilities, okay?” Camila found herself nodding slowly. “What is your full name?”

She swallowed thickly, “K-Karla Estrabao.”

Doctor Papeleo smiled gently down at Camila. “Your real full name… Camila.”

She felt her eyes widen slightly, her heart thumping frantically on her chest. “T-That is my real full name.”

Placing her clipboard down, Doctor Papeleo sighed. “You don’t have to worry about Lola, Camila. She’s gonna. Now, I need your real full name so your family and friends can come in before they knock down that door.”

Camila opened and closed her mouth like a fish that just got thrown out of the water. She glanced at her hospital room door, her jaw nearly hitting the ground when she saw her mothers short frame desperately trying to peak through the small opening in the hospital room window. She blinked several times, convinced her eyes were fucking with her again.

Glancing back at the doctor, her shocked brown eyes gazed deeply at her. “No more Lola?” She asked quietly.

Doctor Papeleo placed a comforting hand over Camila’s. “No more Lola,” she assured.

She felt a mixture of emotions soar through her as she answered the woman’s previous question. “Karla C-Camila Cabello-Jauregui Estrabao.”

A small smile danced on the doctors lips as she asked her next question. “How old are you?”

“Twenty-six years old.”

“What is your date of birth?”

“March 3rd, 1997.”

“What year are we in?”

“2023.”

“Lastly Camila, do you have any children? If so, what are their full names.”

“Two daughters, Lana Paisley Jauregui and Luna Michelle Jauregui.”

Doctor Papeleo tucked her clipboard under her arm, nodding as she placed her pen in her coat pocket. “I’m sure your wife will be thrilled to know that you haven’t suffered from memory loss.”

Her heart should have exploded from how fast it was currently beating. “W-Wife?”

Doctor Papeleo winked at Camila before heading for the room door exit. “Yes, Mrs. Jauregui.”

***

“She’s awake! I-I walked in for my time with her and her eyes were open. S-She was staring at me. I called the doctor, she kicked me out,” Dinah practically sprinted into the waiting room from the direction of Camila’s hospital room, alerting us all.

The minute “she’s awake” fell from her lips, we were all on our feet. Sinu, Sofi and Alejandro were the first to race towards Camila’s hospital room, the rest of us hot on their tail. My palms grew sweaty as anxiety courses throughout me.

She’s awake. She’s awake. She’s awake. I repeated to myself over and over again as I fought the growing dizziness on my way over to Camila’s hospital room.

I stood off towards the back as everyone fought like wild animals to see into her hospital room, every now and then bombarding Dinah with questions as to how she looked and if she talked.

“They’re taking too long. Somethings wrong,” Sofi mumbled as she moved to stand beside me.

“It’s been less than five minutes Sof…”

She ran a frustrated hand through her hair. “I know but, it shouldn’t take this long. Right? Why can’t we be in there while she gets questioned? What if she forgot who we are? What if there’s something wrong with her that they can’t tell us?”

I swallowed harshly as I started to allow Sofi’s questions to get to me. My heart ached in my chest at the possibility of Camila forgetting who I was. I don’t think I’d be able to handle that type of heartbreak. All of the hard work we all put into finding her and staying by her side at the hospital would practically go to waste. We’ll be strangers to her.

I chewed on my bottom lip, blocking everyone’s frantic voices out as I stared long and hard at the hospital room door. What felt like days later, the door swung open. Camila’s Doctor walked out with a small smile on her face. She closed the door behind her. I couldn’t tell if the smile was one of sorrow or of joy.

“Well…” she started, her tone down. “Camila seems to remember who she is and where she is. Her vitals seem to be in check and the baby sounds healthy. We’ll send an ultrasound technician in soon to have a better look but from what I can see… Camila is very healthy and is doing quite fine. Just a little bit of shock is all,” a wide smile soon spread over the doctors face as she celebrated briefly with us before everyone barged in like a herd of elephants.

Tori, Dinah, Ally and Normani practically tripping over Sinu, Ale and Sofi as they rushed inside, my mom, dad and siblings following soon after. I trailed behind them all as slow as I possibly could, not believing this moment was actually here.

When everyone walked in the room, they all stayed silent. My heartbeat quickened at the sudden silence, hurrying into the room to see what they were all seeing. My heart skipped several beats as the brown eyes of the love of my life stared at all of us with complete and utter shock. It wasn’t long before her eyes filled with tears that fell almost immediately.

“My baby,” Sinu whispered as she slowly walked up to Camila’s hospital bed with open arms. The woman threw her arms around her daughter, Camila’s quickly coming up to wrap around her. Their bodies shook with sobs as they embraced each other for the first time in years.

I was overwhelmed with emotion. I felt like I couldn’t breathe in this room. The walls were closing in on me. Quickly turning on my heel, I made my way out, ignoring everyone’s calls for my attention. I needed to get out of there. It was all too real for me. I just wanted to take my daughters and go back to California. This was all a mistake.

***

Tori’s eyes darted after Lauren’s retreating from the second Mike’s booming voice called for his daughter to return immediately. Sinu pulled away from Camila, everyone attention on Lauren as she sped out of the room.

Everyone was silent. No one knowing what to do in that moment. A few seconds passed before Camila’s broken voice spoke. “D-Does she hate me?” She asked shakily.

Clara turned to her daughter-in-law, shaking her head. “No sweetheart. She’s just… she’s just a little overwhelmed. She’s having trouble processing it all,” Clara paused. “I’ll go talk to her.”

Tori shook her head, already making her way towards the door. “I got it.”

She didn’t know why she was allowing herself to be alone with Lauren after the recent events and her coming to terms with her feelings, but she told herself it was for her best friend as she searched in every direction for any signs of Lauren. She pulled over a nurse asking, “Have you seen a woman with green eyes, medium-ish dark hair?”

“Biker jacket?” The nurse asked. Tori nodded quickly. “Yeah, she just ran into a custodian on her way out of the Emergency Exit doors that way,” she pointed down the hall. “Seemed like she was in a hurry.”

Thanking the woman, Tori quickly made her way towards that direction. Pushing the Emergency Exit door open, she looked around for Lauren. When she saw her walking towards the rental car and a few of the fans who were still camping outside of the hospital, she called out to her. “Lauren!”

The dark haired woman turned to look behind her before picking up her pace. “Is this bitch really about to make me run after her ass,” Tori hissed under her breath as she picked up her own pace, setting into a jog. She soon found herself sprinting across the hospital parking lot, nearly getting hit by an ambulance. Lauren was about to enter the car and be on her way when Tori threw herself into the small opening of the closing door. She winced when she felt the door close on her knee. “Fuck! Watch it Lauren.”

“Move,” Lauren spoke calmly as her eyes avoided Tori’s. She stared straight ahead, waiting for the curly headed blonde to move her body.

“No. You can’t just walk out like that Lauren. You should have seen her fa–”

Lauren cut her off as she yelled, alerting some people as they stared in her direction. “Move Tori!”

“No. You’re going to get the fuck up and stop being a coward. She needs you.”

“No she doesn’t. She’s done just fine without me.”

Tori felt as her blonde locks shook, her face forming an expression of disbelief. “Just fine? She almost died you stubborn fuck. She’s been in a coma for weeks. You’ve made this hospital into your new home, leaving your daughters with my mom almost every fucking day and making them think their mother was trying g to get rid of them. All of us have dealt with your fucking mood swings, your random moments of lashing out and your depressed moments where you’d beg one of us to come to your room to help you sleep because all you can think about is Camila forgetting you. The doctor tells you she has full recollection of her surroundings and everything else. Guess what you do? Run. You’re acting like a coward. We’ve all gone through hell and back and I’d be damned if I let you walk away from this moment just because you’re scared.”

Tori watched as Lauren’s jaw clenched and unclenched throughout her whole speech, her green eyes filling with tears. “She doesn’t need me.”

“Yes she does Lauren. She needs you more than anyone else in the world. She’s gone years without you. When you stormed out like that, the first thing she asked was if you hated her. She was so broken. She’s gone through enough. Just let her know that you’re there for her. She deserves it.”

Lauren blinked her tears away, pushing Tori’s body off of her own as she stepped out of the vehicle. She closed the door behind her before taking a deep breath. “Will you stay with me?” She asked.

Tori’s heart felt like it was going to explode in her chest as she took several shallow breaths. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. You guys should talk things out… alone.”

Lauren’s face fell but she nodded. “Thank you.”

***

My mouth grew dry as we neared Camila’s hospital room. I felt as if the air was being sucked out of my lungs. When I stepped into the room for the second time that day, everyone stopped and looked at me.

“Why don’t we give these two some time alone, yeah?” Tori suggested, staring everyone down with a look that said leave now.

Sinu placed a kiss on Camila’s head before standing and leading everyone out. My mom squeezed my hand on the way out, giving me a reassuring smile. When everyone cleared the room and it was just Camila and I, I felt the anxiety creep back up. I felt overwhelmed all over again. Everything in me was terrified to move let alone speak.

I could feel Camila’s brown eyes boring into my souls as I stared down at the floor. “Hi…” My heart melted at the sound of her voice. Its been so, so long.

Finally glancing up at her, I felt myself go back in time. Back to the point Lola had first hurt her all those years ago. I gulped, feeling as though not enough air was entering my lungs.

“Hey,” I found myself saying after a moment of silence. I walked further into the room, taking slow and hesitant steps. Camila stared at me as if I wasn’t real, much like how I was staring at her.

She shook her head, staring down at her hands before look back up at me. “I can’t believe any of this is actually happening,” she said softly.

I chuckled, nodding in understanding. “Tell me about it.”

She opened her mouth to speak before closing it. She did that again twice. I raised an eyebrow but decided against not forcing her to speak. I soon found myself sitting in a chair beside her hospital bed, our eyes taking each other in for the first time in years. “I-… I um, I’m waiting for someone to tell me that this is all a dream and that I need to wake up.”

I nodded, letting out a shaky sigh. “Me too honestly.”

“I missed you,” she suddenly blurred out, her eyes widening for a moment before a light shade of pink took over her cheeks. The only sign of color on her pale skin. “A lot…”

“I missed you too Camila,” I answered honestly. I felt my throat tightening as tears welled in my eyes. “So much.”

Camila’s lips turned down into a frown as her bottom lip quivered. “W-Why’d it take you so long… to find me.”

My heart broke. It was now my turn to look like a fish fresh out of the water as I struggled to answer her question. “I thought you died,” I whispered. “We all did.”

The first tear that I’ve seen fell from her beautiful brown eyes as she refused to make eye contact with me. “O-Oh.”

I stood from my spot on the chair and went to sit on her hospital bed, careful not to sit on any part of her body. “I’m so sorry,” I said quietly, trying to hold back the tears that were dying to be released.

My body stiffened when her arms wrapped around my waist. My heartbeat sped up as it all hit me at once. This… this was real. She was real. She was here. In front of me. She was alive and well. My arms were soon around her as well, the tears finally falling from my eyes.

I’m not sure how long we stayed like that, her head resting in the crook of my neck as she wet it with her tears. “Please don’t l-leave me here,” she spoke shakily.

“Never,” I promised.

Camila was the first to pull away, her eyes staring at every inch of my face. When they darted down to my lips and stayed there, I pulled back all the way. I wasn’t ready for any of that. Not now.

I flashed her a small smile, trying to ease up the tension. I relaxed a little when she didn’t seem to notice my resistance. We sat silently for awhile before she asked the question I was internally dreading. “Where are Lana and Luna?” She asked.

I sighed. “With Tori’s mom,” I answered.

She frowned. “They didn’t come?”

“No. They haven’t really been here,” i said truthfully.

Camila nodded slowly, “Oh,” she chewed on her bottom lip, the old habit seemingly still around. “When can I see them? I bet they’re so big now,” a small smile graced her gorgeous face.

I sighed. I really didn’t want to talk about this but there was no way to go around it without her catching on. I wasn’t going to start this reunion by lying. “Camila… they don’t know that we’re here for you. They don’t know you.”

Her smile dropped, the happiness that once graced her features gone. No trace of it to be found. “They don’t know that I’m their mother?”

I shook my head. “No, of course they do Camila. I wouldn’t raise them by letting them think you didn’t exist. They’re just… Lana just turned five and Luna’s gonna be seven soon. They’ve gone so long without you. You’re a stranger to them, despite what they might know.”

Her lips pursed together as she shook her head. “I want to see them. I don’t care about any of that Lauren. I want to see my kids!” Her voice was raising as she started to get angry.

I stood up, pacing around the hospital room. Luna and Lana weren’t ready. “They don’t know you!” I yelled.

Camila glared at me. There goes a happy reunion. “Then let them get to know me. I’ve missed so many years and so many birthdays. You aren’t going to take any more of those from me. Those girls are my kids just as much as they are yo–”

“Except they know I’m their mother and not someone who supposedly died!” I found myself growing frustrated. “You don’t get it Camila. You’ve been gone for so many years. They won’t understan–”

She cut me off. “Them, or you?” I stopped in my tracks, staring at her in slight shock. “Are they really the ones who’ll have a hard time adjusting or is it you Lauren? I’m here. I just want to pick up from where my life ended. They’re going to have a little brother. You can’t take anymore years away from me. Please.”

I clenched my jaw, staring down at the white hospital floor tiles. “How do I even explain this to them?”

“You don’t have to do it on your own anymore Lauren. I’m here. I want to be here. I want to have a relationship with my girls.”

“But–”

“Please.”

***

a/n: welp! this was low key intense. lmao. thanks guys for reading. ive been waiting to publish this for so long, you don’t even fucking know.

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this book is coming to an end, probably three or four chapters left. book three will be coming out right after it called reasons to go. the angst continues (;

anyways, thanks again for reading you all. answer end of the chapter questions and have a good day/night/afternoon/evening/whoever yall are.

how’d you feel about camila waking up?

what do you think is to come of tori and lauren?

will lauren let camila have a relationship with luna and lana?

how do you think luna and lana will process the fact that their ‘dead’ mom is suddenly alive again?

do you think camila and lauren will rekindle what they lost?

will they just have to be co-parents and move on with their love lives?

what do you expect to see next?

what about lola, lucy and janelle’s upcoming trial date?

do you think a camren kiss will ever come?

camren or toren end game?

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