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pshcomforts · 1 year ago

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➳ broken love | psh.

dad!sunghoon x mom!femreader

“every time i think of you, it’s just killing me”

synopsis: you and sunghoon still see each other whenever your guys’ daughter, seo-ji, is dropped off to one another — and it’s obvious you two still love each other, even after the divorce papers were finalized.

warnings/content: written in third pov. angsty fluff(?) — mostly angst. kind of aged up(?). not proofread. cursing (i think). unresolved tension. mentions of pregnancy. reader used to hate kids (lmao).

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 3.4k

a/n: part two — ₊˚ʚ try again ɞ˚₊

fictional characters — dae (jungwon’s boyfriend), min-su (heeseung’s girlfriend), and ji-woo (jake’s girlfriend).

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current song playing: broken love by gemini

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0:48 ��──|──────────────── 2:04

y/n’s heart was heavy with the burden of being at his doorstep.

“you got this,” she mumbled to herself, knocking the door with shaky hands.

a happy scream of a child was made, one that she knew at heart. her face lit up at the instant yell, already recognizing that it was no other than her adorable daughter, seo-ji.

“mommy’s here! mommy’s here!” the little kid screamed at the other end.

little shakes of the doorknob were heard before it opened to who she expected; her daughter and of course, her ex-husband, park sunghoon.

she felt her heart slightly shatter at the sight of him, anxiety taking over inch by inch.

“hey y/n,” he awkwardly said. her head nodded in response — “hey sunghoon.”

there was quick tension between them, both truthfully not knowing what to say after coming to terms of the divorce.

they still loved each other, longed for each other in fact.

“mommy!” their baby girl intruded, arms opening wide at the sight of her caretaker.

y/n’s face instantly lit up at her little girl, embracing the sweet hug she offered. “hey princess, how was your day with daddy?” she exclaimed with kisses around her daughter’s cheeks.

seo-ji giggled at the act with an utter — “mommy, stop!!”

the mom smiled at her, noticing her light dimples on display inherited from her father.

“it was good! daddy couldn’t stop talking about you and him though!!”

her sudden callout made y/n look at her ex-husband, finding him in a small blushing state.

“aish seo-ji, you said my secret was safe with you!!” he quickly exclaimed to avert her gaze, hands immediately finding their way to his daughter — tickling her all around.

y/n’s eyes softened at the sight, lips automatically upturning to a sweet smile. she missed this, the feeling of being a happy family.

when the giggles from seo-ji soon drowned out, she ran to go get her stuff from the apartment, leaving the two divorcees alone with each other.

they both quickly became awkward and tense like earlier. their hesitant glances towards one another were evidence that their relationship was on good terms only for their daughter, and perhaps more.

but for the time being, everything and anything was uncomfortable between them.

“so.. heard from jake that you have a date tonight?” y/n suddenly blurted, trying to break the ice.

the male’s head shot up. “hm? oh yeah..,” he paused — “sunoo just set it up for me, and practically begged me to go so…,” his voice weakened at the end with an awkward chuckle spurted out.

she nodded at his reasoning in return— “that’s good..,” she slightly trailed off at the end.

“and you?” he squeaked.

y/n gave a small laugh with a shake on her head. “oh no.. my life revolves around our little girl now. she will always have my full attention.” her eyes shifted from sunghoon to her daughter in the background, hearing the rushed talks from seo-ji as she tried to swiftly gather her belongings.

“she’s my life,” she murmured with a smile she didn’t know she had.

as her gaze stayed on their little girl, sunghoon kept his on her. his eyes sparkled with love that he still had for her — love that had never been resolved.

he missed her and her warmth. just everything about her, really.

but the divorce between them was still fresh, giving them fresh wounds to heal from — wounds that had been cut open from their constant fights and arguments.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ — flashback

“sunghoon, please.” y/n sighed in a groggy expression.

“i’m tired too, can’t you see that? you can’t be the only one acting tired here.” he reverted back with a slight eye roll.

“i’ve been watching her all day, you were barely home.”

“you think i’d rather be out, doing work?” he spat. “i’d much rather stay home with our little girl, but does it look like i have a choice? i’m trying to provide for us.”

the girl groaned. “i’m trying to let seo-ji have a good life, you think that she can do that with only me?”

sunghoon clicked his tongue in annoyance as he slightly walked away. his hands were firmly on his hips as he uttered, “did you not just hear me? i want the best for my daughter too, i want to be there too. you’re the one who gets to be with her, i don’t.”

she sighed at his words, heart breaking down each time she let it ring in her ears. she was glad her baby was staying with min-su and her partner, heeseung for the night. the couple came to pick her up towards the end of the day, giving her and sunghoon a moment to say things.

and with their raised voices and constant arguing, she couldn’t help but feel grateful for them. otherwise, it would’ve woken her sweet girl.

“sunghoon..,”

she watched him roll his watery eyes. “what?” he croaked in a weakened tone, voice cracking with every strength he had to hold back his breakdown.

she didn’t continue, letting his eyes meet hers so they could speak their worries through the dreaded gaze.

“this isn’t working..,”

he sighed at the painful truth. “i know… it’s not.”

the two were sat a few feet away from each other as they came to terms of their situation. constant miscommunication and bottled feelings drifted their relationship apart.

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“okay, mommy, ready!” seo-ji yelled, quickly clasping onto her mom’s hands. “bye daddy!”

y/n formed a half smile towards her old lover. “let me know when you’ll pick her up,” she mumbled.

sunghoon gave soft kisses towards his daughter before the two walked away — giving him memories of when he’d kiss his used-to-be girl goodbye whenever she left anywhere.

a faint sigh left his throat as he stumbled back into his apartment.

“i should get ready..,” he said to himself, walking away to his planned outfit.

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“hey baby, what are you doing?” ji-woo sweetly uttered to her friend’s daughter.

“i’m trying to draw you, auntie ji-woo!” seo-ji yelled back.

a few giggles went around as min-su uttered, “ooh! me next!”

“okay! wait! i’m almost done!”

y/n’s little girl beamed an eye smile, causing ji-woo to say — “she has your eyes.”

“yeah, but she has her dad’s cute smile.” y/n responded, letting her gaze linger on seo-ji’s adorned features.

“so.. you heard about sunghoon right?” dae mumbled with a lip bite.

she quickly glanced at jungwon’s boyfriend before looking back at her daughter, who peered her head up at her dad’s name.

“daddy?” seo-ji whispered.

y/n smiled and nodded. “mhm, daddy’s going out with a friend tonight, that’s why you’re with me!” she gave a soft ruffle to her little girl’s wavy hair — inherited from her mom, of course.

“how long will he be gone? i miss him.”

“you miss him? but i’m with you! how could you miss him when mommy is right here?” y/n pouted, hiding her grin.

“your mommy’s sad now, seo-ji! what are you gonna do!” yelled min-su with a slight gasp.

“oh no!” dae beamed.

“noo! i’m sorry!” seo-ji quickly exclaimed, jumping on her feet to comfort her mom. “help me, auntie min-su and uncle dae! ..mommy??” she poked her mom’s arm.

y/n peeked down at her and found her bulged, puppy eyes melting her heart instantly.

“i’m sorry! i like you just as much as i like daddy!”

“like? you don’t.. love?” the mom teased with a plastered grin.

“oh my gosh, your daughter’s trying to apologize to you!” dae chimed in, playfully scoffing.

y/n huffed out mounds of laughter in her stomach before forgiving her empathetic daughter. she tucked a few hair strands behind her ears, placing soft kisses on her forehead while murmuring, “i forgive you, seo-ji. are you hungry?”

the little girl furiously nodded her head as min-su uttered — “me too!” — followed by ji-woo and dae to chime in as well, causing y/n to laugh with a healing heart.

her daughter and her friends were all she needed.

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seo-ji remained in the dining room area, eating with rolled up sleeves and a tied hair done by her mom.

y/n and her three friends were near but stayed closer to the living room, carefully hearing for the little girl just in case something happened.

“she eats just like you,” min-su said with a slight snort.

her words caused a wide chuckle to erupt out of her friend. “seo-ji’s been with me a lot so i wouldn’t be surprised if she ate just like me.” y/n murmured back with her eyes staring at her daughter.

“are you really okay with the whole sunghoon thing though?”

she glanced at ji-woo who said it, but only nodded.

“nothing much i can do about it, he’s moving on.”

her heart tore a little, ripping open another wound in her chest that was barely healing. she didn’t like how every sentence she spewed left a bitter taste in her mouth, but what else could she do?

“i’m really sorry for how things turned out..,” one of her friends sympathetically said to her.

“it’s okay.. my little girl is all i need.” she murmured, glancing at seo-ji who was just about done.

“mommy! i’m done!”

just as y/n was about to get up, ji-woo stood first.

“don’t worry girl, i’ll get her.”

before the mom could protest, her friend had already rushed to seo-ji. a small smile formed on her face, feeling grateful for all three.

“come on, seo-ji, let’s wash your hands!”

“auntie ji-woo, where’s uncle jake? he’s always here.��

the two walked away to the bathroom, giving ji-woo the chance to give her reasoning that no uncles except dae would join for tonight.

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a few hours in, and seo-ji was wrapped in y/n’s arms now.

the little girl was settling into her nap time, eyes closing in an instant with the comforting warmth her mom radiated.

y/n continued to tuck a few wavy hair strands away from her daughter’s face, gaze fixated on every gorgeous feature she inherited from her and sunghoon combined.

“i never thought i’d actually see you become a mom.” ji-woo confirmed with a proud smile.

“we’re proud of you,” dae added in.

“you used to always hate kids, but now here you are, having one of your own in your arms.” min-su softly uttered, careful to not wake her niece.

everyone’s eyes gathered on the little girl who was softly snoring in her sleep.

y/n’s eyes were softened the most.

she did, in fact, hate kids, but she loved and cherished her daughter — her daughter, who she never imagined to have.

“it feels like we’ve seen you grown up,” ji-woo continued her sad talk. “remember when you always told us that you and sunghoon would be the last to have kids out of all of us?”

the four broke out into laughter as they thought back to their years of being in college.

“yeah..,” y/n’s heart sank as she remembered how good her and sunghoon used to be. “we were so sure of ourselves that we’d have kids after you all had yours too. we were so bad with handling kids before we had our little girl.”

she smiled back at the memory before hearing dae intrude — “now look at you, you were the first to have a kid.”

“me and heeseung next,” min-su prompted, causing hushed laughter to fill the air.

y/n beamed a wide grin afterwards, standing up to settle her baby down in the bedroom.

after doing it with ease, she walked back out and found dae specifically sitting where she had told sunghoon she was pregnant.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ — flashback

“gorgeous, what happened??” sunghoon bursted out the door, heavy breaths of air leaving his lungs.

he clenched onto his chest with his eyes sewed shut, desperately gasping for oxygen as his girlfriend stayed sitting on the couch in silence.

“y/n? you okay?” he said in a softer tone. “what’s wrong?”

“sunghoon..,” she whimpered.

her head turned to meet his gaze, and almost immediately, her reddened eyes that were puffed from her tears worried the poor boy.

“hey, hey, why are you crying?” he attempted to comfort, arms immediately bringing her into his embrace.

“hoonie…,” she quietly called again.

sunghoon pulled away with a comforting hand placed on her cheek.

“what’s wrong, pretty?”

“i’m..,” y/n sighed with a heavy heart, feeling a lump in her throat as she uttered, “i’m pregnant.”

the male paused every muscle movement in his body. “w..what? you’re what?” he said in denial.

“i’m pregnant,” she repeated, fingers fidgeting around little picks of skin.

it now added up for sunghoon — all of why she was suddenly moody, why her period was delayed, why she kept talking about feeling sick — the girl he loved was pregnant.

a gasp of air left him as he grinned ear to ear, heart feeling full with the thought of a baby on the way.

“you’re pregnant,” he reiterated with an upbeat tone. “you’re really pregnant.” he quickly stood on his feet before yelping in joy. tears were quick to fill his eyes as he felt like someone who had just won the lottery.

as her boyfriend continued to celebrate, y/n stayed sitting, chewing on her lips in fear.

“sunghoon.. please sit..,”

the boy quickly obliged, though his excitement still seeped through him in every way possible.

slowly, her eyes trailed up to meet his. and almost instantly, her heart fluttered at how handsome he looked — but it shattered within seconds of the news she was gonna deliver to him.

“i don’t know if i want this…,” she cracked out.

“o..oh…,” hoon blinked with a dry throat. “you don’t want to keep the baby?”

y/n quickly shook her head, tears already filling her eyes for the worst outcome.

but his hands placed itself on hers, letting his fingers cling around to reassure while he continued — “it’s your decision, gorgeous, i won’t force you.”

she shot her head up at him, and sunghoon only pushed his lips together to form a confirming smile.

“having a baby with you is what i want, but just not right now. we’re too young, and we’re both barely starting life and-“

her constant blabbering was shut up by a quick peck on the lips from her boyfriend. “we are young, y/n, but this decision is entirely up to you. i want this with you, and i want to be a dad but if you decide that you don’t want to yet, then that’s okay.”

sunghoon’s thumb rubbed little strokes on her crying cheeks as he spoke with his caring eyes.

he wanted the baby, but he wanted y/n more.

“can i think about this first?” she uttered with sparkling eyes.

his thick brows knitted together to convey how she could even question a thing like that. “of course you can, pretty girl. think about it, and let me know.”

the boy placed a sweet and comforting kiss on his girl’s forehead before pulling her into a hug.

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what broke y/n’s heart the most was how the stress of raising a child never bothered to pop into their head until later — when the continuous struggles got to the soon-married couple.

all they wanted was to be a family, and all they wanted was to have their daughter have loving parents who were in a loving relationship.

and of course they had their moments of joy when everything felt perfect for a while.

like when sunghoon would sleep closely next to seo-ji when she was an infant after watching her all day, and his body would be facing toward his baby girl. then y/n would come home, find them softly snoring, and laugh silently to herself when catching onto her baby’s wavy hair contrasting with hoon’s messy hair that fell to the front of his face.

or when seo-ji would wake up in some mornings with a sudden, personal preference on which parent she wanted — it mainly being y/n. and their little girl would cling onto her, making sunghoon pout in return of how his daughter had most of his features but would much rather be with her mom. little complaints would leave his mouth, but he secretly loved to see his small family together.

or, when seo-ji was still one, and sunghoon remained persistent in going ice skating so the three went to an ice rink. their baby would be dressed in warm clothing with mini earmuffs and gloves wrapped around her hands. and hoon would carefully glide the little girl around, letting her get used to the constant slippery surface while y/n personally sat the ice skating out and recorded instead.

or even, when they’d go to gatherings planned by their friends and everyone would instantly go to seo-ji, leaving the exhausted parents to intertwine their hands and watch how much their friends adored their child. little murmurs of — “us next?” would constantly be heard all around while uncle jay would try and snatch her away from everyone else.

nothing could beat those fond memories that were shared upon sunghoon, y/n, and their special little girl, seo-ji.

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a sigh left y/n as she walked to her ex-husband’s apartment. days had gone by since she was last here to pick her daughter up, and now she’s dropping her off once again.

“be good okay? i know daddy probably misses you a lot,” she muttered, hands moving her daughter’s strands of hair.

“mhm! i will!”

a few knocks on the door were made before it creaked open to the handsome man, sunghoon.

“daddy!” seo-ji yelled, quickly detangling her hands from her mom’s to jump into hoon’s arms.

“seo-ji! how’s my little girl?” he left constant kisses around her cheeks, causing little laughter to burst out of her.

y/n beamed a smile at the sight in front of her. she knew they weren’t a family anymore, but it was somewhat healing to know that they could still share loving moments like this.

she heard her old partner yell out in joy, laughing with their daughter and giving wide grins that still secretly lit up her heart.

she still loved him.

“alright, i’m gonna take off, but be good, seo-ji. i’ll come pick you up some time soon, okay?” y/n mumbled.

her baby girl stood with a pout. “you’re leaving already?” she frowned. “you can’t! i don’t want you to! just stay a little longer in daddy’s house.”

y/n immediately chuckled at her daughter’s words. “i have to go, i have to meet auntie ji-woo and them soon.”

seo-ji’s eyes were quickly filled with tears as her bottom lip puffed out. “please mommy..,”

the mom’s heart shattered at her words but she only sighed.

“i’m sorry baby, i’ll come soon though okay?”

her daughter sighed as well before giving a tight hug around her mom.

sunghoon watched his two girls with soft eyes, heart slightly melting at this cherishing memory.

he loved the little things like this when they were still together.

and the one thing that always made him fall in love with y/n even more was how she always mentioned her hatred for kids, but when their daughter came into their life, she immediately loved her with no resentment.

everything about y/n was his weakness and it still showed because —

he still loved her.

“i’ll miss you,” seo-ji muffled through her sobs.

“i’ll miss you too, seo-ji.” y/n pulled away, wiping the tears from her sweet girl as she placed a soft kiss on her cheeks. “have fun with dad though, he misses you a lot too.”

she glanced up to hoon with a half smile. “okay i have to go because if i’m any later, uncle dae will be scolding me! here’s her backpack.”

the girl raised the bag and allowed sunghoon to take it, letting his fingers softly graze against hers.

there was a flicker — a spark, almost, at their little touch.

something was obviously still alive between the two when they glanced up at each other, eyes quickly shifting back and forth with their unresolved tension.

a linger was made present in the air, both not wanting to break the locked gaze but needing to anyway.

y/n walked away after saying one last goodbye to her daughter, feeling heavily burdened at the weighed pressure in her heart; while sunghoon closed the door behind him, mind and heart painfully filled with the memory of his ex-wife, and the mere thought of how much he loved her.

they knew they couldn’t though.

they shouldn’t, for the sake of their daughter, seo-ji.

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a/n: i just wanted to say as well, that i see the requested oneshots in my inbox, and i will try my best to write them! but it may take me a while, so please be patient with me <3 also someone tell me if this oneshot came out okay bc i wrote this at 3am with tired eyes..

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lunajay33 · 6 months ago

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Why Me?

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Summary: Bella and Y/n are twins but when Bella and Renee moved away you stayed with Charlie always growing closer with the people around La push, but when Bella comes back it’s like everything is flipped around, Bella becomes distant obsessed with the cullens, you find solace with the guys at the beach but things change after the first year and suddenly you’re all alone, will anyone come back, will Paul your best friend, your forever crush come save you from depression

Pairing: Paul Lahote x f!reader

Warnings: Depression, suicidal thoughts

Part.2

•Masterlist•

It was a simple life in forks but I loved it this is where I’m meant to be, I can’t explain it but it calls to me, the rainy weather, the cool breeze, the calm beach at La push, even my group of friends made my life feel complete

Plus I had dad or as Bella called him, Charlie, after mom and Bella left when I was only 4 it was usually just the two of us, suppers out at the cafe or cozy nights at Jacob’s as they watched the game, I kept him a float after the devastating heart break even thought I was young, mom tried to take me with them the night everything happened but I held on to dad screaming for him to keep me, and here we are today just me and him it was perfect everything was exactly how it should be, then we got the call Bella was moving back I was nervous at first I haven’t seen her since she stopped visiting years ago

“I’ll be back later, be safe and if you go out leave a note okay sweetie?” Dad stated as he picked up the keys to his police cruiser

“Okay dad! Drive safe” we shared a hug before he left leaving me alone and anytime I was free I’d either walk through the forest behind my house or hang out at the beach with Paul or Jacob

I pulled on a coat and hiking boots heading to the over grown trees lining the backyard, the weather is not too cold but it’s still over cast, the trees are lined with a thick moss the ground littered with pine cones and varying animals tracks

Sometimes I’d find Paul trying to blow off steam out here so hopefully I’ll come across him today needing my best friend right now with all the stress I’ve been feeling about Bella’s return

After a bit more walking I heard groaning as I approached the cliff we sometimes would hang out on, I rounded a tree and saw Paul sitting there huffing and puffing, he’s always had anger issues growing up but I was always there for him and for some reason I was the only one to calm him down

Silently I sat next to him laying my head on his shoulder his arm instinctly wrapping around my waist quickly finding comfort in each others company

“Remember when we were nine and you were so angry that Jacob took my ice cream, you pushed him into a puddle and got me a new ice cream and I had to keep you calm away from Jake the rest of my party” I stated laughing remember how cute he was and that’s the day my crush on him started which grew over the years but I’d never tell him that, I can’t risk what I have with him

He sighed squeezing my hip his breathing calming down

“I couldn’t help it you were so excited all day for your ice cream and that look in your face when he took it mad me so mad, you know I hate seeing you upset”

“Don’t get soft on me Lahote” he huffed out a laugh

“What’s wrong Paul? Anything I can do to help?” I asked finally looking up at him

He looked hesitant his eyes looking anywhere but me, I drew my hand through his long beautiful black hair trying to ease his worries

“Just a lot lately, things with the older tribe members don’t worry about it, how about you Bella’s coming today you still nervous?”

“Yeah what if we’re not like how we were as kids, what if she doesn’t like me anymore I mean I know I can be a burden sometimes but I just want my sister”

“Hey what did I tell you about talking about yourself like that, she’s gonna love you and you’re not a burden why do you think the guys and everyone around you loves you?”

Sometimes when he’d get sweet talking like this it only made me love him more, feeling the blush spread across my cheeks I pushed his arm playfully trying to hide my feelings

“You’ll always be here for me right Paul, even when we both have stuff going on you’ll be here?” My hands fiddling together

“Always”

It’s been a week since Bella’s moved back and it’s been nice, we reconnected and talked before bed most nights just catching up on everything, and it was nice to have a friend at school now, I never really had friend at the forks school, I tried but no one ever bothered, plus all my friends down at La push is better than anyone here

Sitting at my usual lunch table by the windows I glance over seeing Bella with her whole new table of friends, she said she’d sit with me if it bothered me to be alone but I didn’t want to get in the way of her making new friends plus I saw how she’d rather be with them it was the perfect spot to look at the cullens, who she’d make goggly eyes at every lunch

But the day dragged on as usual but when that final bell rang I was free, I ran out the door heading straight to where Paul usually parked to pick me up but he wasn’t there which was strange he was never late

“Hey y/n do you need a ride?” Bella called from a few spots down waiting at her truck

“Oh ummm no I should be fine maybe he’s just running late” I waved her off just hoping he was okay

I sat on the stairs watching as the cars emptied the parking lot one by one till there was no one but me and the setting sun

I sighed realizing he wasn’t coming so I started walking home, once I got through the door I dialed Paul on the house phone my heart beating anxiously

The tones rang one after another but no answer so I called Jacob instead and of course he answered immediately

“Hello Black residence” his chipper voice always made me smile he was such a sweet guy

“Hi Jake it’s y/n Paul didn’t pick me up today and I was wondering do you know if he’s okay?”

“Oh no I haven’t heard…..” I heard a mumbled voice behind him then the voice changed

“Who is this?” And I recognized that voice it was Sam Uley

“Hey Sam it’s me y/n swan! Ummm sorry if I interrupted something I was just calling worried about Paul, have you seen him around?”

“Oh he’s gonna be under the weather for a while he’s caught a stomach bug, we don’t wanna risk you getting sick too”

“Can I visit just to drop off soup or something?” My heart ached knowing what he’d say

“I’m sorry honey not yet, it’ll be awhile just give him time”

“But……but he’s my best friend” my voice wavered haven’t never being apart from him for a long period of time there was this pull to him I always felt so being apart felt…….wrong

“Just give it time honey, I’ve gotta go, goodnight” and with that he hung up the phone felt heavy in my hand

I’ve seen Paul every day since he got his licence, he’s a year older so when he got it he promised to pick me up everyday to make sure I was safe, Bella can drive me now but it’s not the same after a long day I’d get in his truck and cuddle up to his side and drive down to the beach and relax

“Sweetie why are you crying?” Dad broke me out of my thoughts as he hung up the phone

“Oh it’s nothing just….pauls sick I’m just worried”

“That kid is strong he’ll be just fine” he smiled patting my shoulder before he got a soda from the fridge

The days dragged on and I thought he’d atleast pick up the phone when I called or even call me but nothing, not a word and now a month has gone by I thought I’d have Bella but she quickly became all involved with Edward Cullen, the older member of the tribe weren’t quite fond of their family they told me stories but I thought it was all just legends never thinking too much about them

So now without Bella and Paul I was alone, my world felt flipped upside down, everything use tk be perfect but now I felt ripped of who I was, I fell hollow, drained, the all crushing depression, I can’t sleep evident by the dark circles under my eyes, I can barely eat shown by the hollows covering my body and the clothes that hung on my body, I felt like I’m dying, I’m fading

I’ve never been through a break up but this can’t be how it feels this has to be something different, something more painful

School was like hell, even worse than before, Bella convinced me some days to sit with her and the cullens and Alice was always trying to cheer me up but nothing was ever permanent

I picked at my rice as Emmett bragged about how he beat Edward in a baseball game

“Still not feeling well?” Jasper asked next to me, the first time I’ve ever heard him speak

“I think somethings wrong with me, I think I’m dying” everyone stopped what they were talking about and eyes were on me but I didn’t care anymore

“Why would you say that y/n?” Alice spoke

I sighed excusing myself from the table walking away, they couldn’t understand but maybe the elders could, I called dad and he said he’d be at the school to pick me up seeing as work was going slow

A few minutes later the cruiser pulled up and I got in the front seat

“Sick again?” He asked worry written all over his face

I’ve been calling him to pick me up from school a lot, either from spells of nausea throwing up or just the overwhelming depression

“Can you take me to Emily’s?” She was like a aunt to me always so sweet and that’s what I needed right now

“Of course sweetie” the drive was silent until we pulled into the gravel drive way seeing Sam and Emily step out

“Try and relax okay, I’ll pick you up whenever you’d like just call” I managed a smile and got out seeing him drive away

I walked up the porch steps straight into Emily’s arms

“Oh honey what’s happened we haven’t seen you in so long” she said stepping back taking in my clearly broken and sick appearance, the baggy brown hoodie that use to fit relative tight and some ratty sweat pants, my hair pulled into two messy braids

“Somethings wrong Emily, I didn’t know who else to ask” finally letting the tears stream down my face, she squeezed my hands giving Sam a desperate look as she led me inside

I sat on the couch as she dropped a fluffy blanket over my legs telling Sam to make me a hot chocolate

“What’re you feeling hun? How did all this start” her voice always soothed me

“I can’t eat or sleep, I can’t feel it’s like I’m hollow inside and it hurts, not just emotionally I physically get sick all the time, dad brought me to the doctors and they say nothing is medically wrong” Sam placed the drink on the table infront of me and sat next to Emily on the couch across from me

“When did this all start?” He asked

“The day Paul left me, I know it sounds crazy but…….its likes a piece of me died when he stopped coming around” they looked at eachother with knowing looks

“You’re not crazy”

“Then what? Do you know what’s wrong with me?” I ask almost pleading

“I might, how about you and Emily catch up and rest, I’ll be back soon” and with that he left leaving me confused

The sun started setting and I didn’t want to bother Emily more that needed

“I think I’m gonna head home, thanks for having me today” I said pulling on my coat at the door

“Do you want me to call Charlie it’s a long walk hun”

“Oh no I’m…..I need some air I’ll be fine”

“Okay but be safe and call me when you get home so I know everything okay?”

“Okay Em” I faked a smile and left feeling the cool breeze hit me, but I lied theres no going home this time, I’m going to where I last had him, the cliffs

The walk was long and cold but when I finally made it the moon was shining bright over head, dropping to my knees I cried and cried until there was no more tears left

What was the point anymore he’s never coming back so this pain will never go away I feel like I’m fading away anyways

Standing up I neared the cliff edge the sea breeze blowing up from far below

“Maybe in another life I’ll find you Paul” then a quick breeze whooshed past my body opening my eyes I wasn’t at the cliff anymore but in the deep forest

Emmett Cullen right infront of me, confused and upset I step away crossing my arms over my chest

“Emmett why would you stop me, what’re you even doing here” I sigh wanting to just scream

“What the hell were you thinking, why would you try to kill yourself what about Bella what about Charlie?”

“It hurts so much Emmett can you just make it go away, I wanna be okay again”

“This isn’t suppose to happen to you, you’re suppose to be Bella’s sweet shy sister” he sighs pulling me into a tight cold hug, nothing like how it felt with Paul

“Not anymore Em”

“Do you wanna come over I can make you anything you want and I can make a cozy spot for you infront of the fire place”

“Oh I couldn’t impose like that”

“If Bella’s family now so are you” before I could agree a growl rumbled through the trees

Turning a grey wolf the size of a mini van emerged from the trees its eyes piercing at Emmett

“Emmett what do we do?” I ask scared gripping his arm

“Calm down you’ll be okay just trust me okay”

“O…okay” and the next second he was gone in the blink of an eye

He left me, I turn back to the wolf that no longer growled but was whining, getting closer it laid down infront of me nudging my leg with its snout, suddenly the fear dissapeared

I lean down and cautiously rubbed my hand through its soft fur hearing it grumble, sitting in front of it it moved forward laying its head across my lap completely covering it

“You’re quite beautiful, like a gentle giant” rubbing its fur helped sooth me bringing me back to reality of what I almost did tonight

“I can’t believe I almost ended it all tonight, he’ll come back to me soon right? I’ll be happy again someday won’t I?”

I licked at my hand whining

“He promised he wouldn’t leave me, he always said he’d protect me and he always made me happy I don’t know what to do without him”

The wolf got up motioning to get on it back and for some reason I didn’t think twice about it, hopping on I held onto its next as it made its way down the path back the way I came

Right back to Emily’s house

Part.2

Taglist: @lilredcamaro14 @cvmtitss @larissa01-blog2

#twilight wolfpack #paul lahote x oc #paul lahote x you #paul lahote x y/n #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote one shot #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote #twilight x reader #twilight angst #twilight imagine #twilight oneshot #twilight fluff #twilight wolves #twilight fanfiction #twilight saga #twilight #emmett cullen x y/n #y/n swan

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kannady · 2 months ago

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do you remember me too?

pairing: sylus x mc reader

synopsis: love and deepspace was a newfound obsession of yours. you installed the game shortly after sylus was released as a love interest. it'd be safe to say he was the reason you installed the app. however, finals week was approaching and you had to say goodbye to your favourite game. not for long, ofcourse. but you decide to login for the last time to check the new event.

word count: 1.5k

a/n: hey everyone! already back with a new chapter. i honestly didnt expect anyone to read it, but here we are! im gonna leave this chapter here. i actually have exams in a month so i might update late. but i hope you enjoy this please let me know your thoughts <3

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Chapter Two

You couldn’t believe your ears. Were you hearing right?

“Your appointment with Dr. Zayne.”

Had your obsession with the game gone overboard? This had better be a joke. And if it was, it was definitely a good one. You’d almost forgotten how flustered the phone fiasco had left you. Unable to stifle it anymore, you burst out laughing. You laughed till your stomach hurt, till tears trickled down your cheeks, till you were out of breath.

After what seemed to be ages, you gripped yourself and took a deep, shaky breath. “Oh, my god. Mom. Dad. I love you guys,” you wiped the tears with the back of your hand. “Seriously, I was not ready for a shitty day. But thank you so much. I already feel tons better.” You passed soft smiles to your parents, picked up your bag, and started walking toward your room.

“No, no. Wait, hold up.” Your mom stopped you in your tracks. “You still haven’t given us a plausible explanation as to why you didn’t go.” The worry and concern in her eyes felt genuine. Was she not joking? Everyone was looking at you, waiting for answers. But you were just as confused. When you still didn’t speak up, your dad got up and walked over to you. “Sweetheart, did you not know about the appointment? You were just here when Dr. Zayne called last week. He’s been worried sick, you know.”

You looked questioningly at your parents, hoping they’d get the cue and give you the explanation you needed badly.

“I’m sorry, how do you know who Zayne is?”

“Uh-oh. So, he’s just Zayne now?” Your sister snickered. “Shut up, (reader's sister)!” She was dead serious now. It wasn’t a joke anymore. “Do you play the game too? Did you put Mom and Dad up to this?” Your sister raised an eyebrow. “What the hell is wrong with you?” She didn’t look like she was joking. In fact, nobody did. Everyone had the same expression of cluelessness on their faces.

“Why is everyone acting like Zayne is… How do I put it? That Zayne is… real?”

Maybe you shouldn’t have asked that. Your sister’s eyes widened, and she tried so hard to control her laugh but failed miserably. “Right, so Akso Hospital isn’t real too?” “It’s not.”

Your mom was petrified, and your dad—he looked like he was gonna cry any moment now.

Was this actually happening? You felt your stomach drop. That sick feeling again. When you had to give a presentation, when you got your exam results back, when you opened the college admission email. Oh, they were serious-serious.

“Is everything okay, sweetheart? You can tell us, you know.” Your mom held your hand and looked at you encouragingly. She was asking the solution to a problem that didn’t exist. Your dad actually looked worried. His hands were slightly quivering, his voice shaky and words calculated. “Did some—did something happen on the way?” But your sister—the little devil that always loved to pull pranks on you, who didn’t let a single moment go by without humiliating you—even she looked confused, bewildered, and maybe concerned.

What was your plan now? Go along with it or just confess you had no idea what was going on? What if you went along with it but they actually turned out to be joking? You couldn’t decide. It was all too much, too weird, too confusing. You raked your fingers through your hair, trying to recollect your thoughts, when your gaze stopped on the clock.

10:16 A.M.

“I don’t get it. How is it still 10:16? I was at the park for at least half an hour.” You spoke your thoughts out loud. But your soliloquy went unnoticed.

Your mom rushed over to you and tightly gripped your shoulders. “That doesn’t matter! Just—just tell us why you’re here and not at the hospital.” She was beginning to freak out. Your dad had already started. But your sister—your sister looked different. Yes, she was worried. But she was frowning. Definitely frowning, as if she couldn’t believe what was happening either. As if she, somehow, deep down knew what was happening.

Okay. Think, brain. Think fast!

“Umm… Um, I… I actually forgot about that.” You smiled as wide as you could, flashing your teeth. “Yeah, everything’s okay, you know. Fine, absolutely fine. Totally normal.”

Your mom’s grip on your shoulders loosened, but she didn’t look totally convinced. Actually, no one did. Who would believe the crap you just replied with?

“But honey, you said you were already late for the appointment before you left… And you forgot about it completely in five minutes?” It was your dad’s turn to speak. And boy, did he nail you down.

I’d fucked up. Yep, it’s official. Fret not, I’ll think of something.

“Okay! Fine! I’ll tell you everything.” Tell them exactly what? What are you doing, brain?

“Zayne was gonna do a full-body checkup or something, and I heard they sedate you for some time. So, I freaked out about the needle part.” Before anyone could ask further questions, you continued. “And me being weird, those were just jokes. I wanted to lighten up the mood before I told you I’m scared of needles.” Alright, do your magic now. Please work, please work. You looked over at your family members, observing their changing expressions.

“You had us scared, (reader)!” Your mom heaved the biggest sigh of relief and chuckled nervously. Meanwhile, your dad closed his eyes and put his hand over his chest. “Never, ever do that again, sweetheart. I think I might need to go to the doctor too now.”

“So why’d you say you were at the park?” Your sister folded her arms and looked at you suspiciously.

“Oh, I actually did go. To think, you know. Hahah.” She didn’t look convinced. She didn’t need to anyway. You walked past her and took a sip of the orange juice you’d left earlier.

“Anyway, since I’m already late, I’ll just go tomorrow.”

“No, no. You still have time. You can make it if you rush over now.” Your mom was practically pushing you out of the house now. “Don’t pull any tricks now. We’ll call Dr. Zayne to make sure you actually went.”

“Okay, fine. Jeez! Talk about trust issues.” Bang!

So, the hospital now.

It was crazy. There was no other explanation. Your parents were locked in on the fact that Zayne was real, he was your doctor, and you had an appointment with him. You still couldn’t grasp the fact that they knew who Zayne was. Did they know you played the game? Did they… play the game too? Nothing made sense. Not even the fact that you were mindlessly walking to a hospital (God knows which) to see a doctor who didn’t exist.

RING! RING!

You rummaged through your bag to get your phone. So, this little shit works, huh?

It was an unknown number. “Hello?”

“I’m supposed to make sure you actually get here. Am I gonna have to be your babysitter now?” It was a male voice. Calm, collected, serene. And beautiful. Maybe even familiar.

“What the hell? Who is this?” Weirdo.

“Forgot me already? You really need to get here so I can check up on you.”

Your heart skipped a beat. Actually, it skipped several beats. Was this who you thought it was? Were you dreaming? Your mind bombarded you with questions upon questions.

Zayne. It was Zayne.

Your phone dropped to the pavement. There was no mistaking it. It sounded just like him. It had to be him, but how? You were definitely dreaming. Your hands were shaking. This was really happening. Holy shit. But you needed to see him to be sure. With your own eyes. What if the whole city had conveniently decided to pull a prank on you?

You picked up your phone.

“Umm… I’m on my way. Where are you?”

“Sigh. Where do you think a doctor is, (reader)?” Yeah. What a stupid question. Where exactly is a fictional doctor?

“Silly me! I’m almost there.” You hung up immediately. How would I know where Zayne is?

No. Wait. I can handle this.

You called a cab. “Where to, miss?” I don’t know.

To Zayne? No, not very smart. Where does Zayne work? Akso Hospital. Yep, that’s it.

“To… umm… Akso Hospital….” You smiled nervously. How would a taxi driver feel if he was asked to go to Hogwarts?

“Akso Hospital? Never heard of that.” Your stomach dropped. I knew it! The whole city was pulling a prank on me.

“Kidding. Hop right in, miss.”

That son of a—could’ve killed him right there.

During the ride, all you could think of was what could be waiting for you at the hospital. You were nervous and scared, no doubt. It was just impossible to wrap your head round the fact that you were going to "Akso Hospital" to see Zayne. Anyone would think you're out of your mind. Well, maybe not anymore.

Fifteen minutes later, you were at your destination.

Okay, let’s do this!

You walked in, beaming with confidence. You’d know once you saw the inside.

Holy shit. You couldn’t form any words, nor could you comprehend your surroundings. How was this possible? What the hell was going on? You were just gonna ignore how the hospital was conveniently called Akso Hospital. But, holy shit. It was just like you'd seen in the game. Dark grey walls, ashy black floor. And of course, the evergreen hospital smell. Still, however, it looked very futuristic. You'd never seen a hospital quite like this one. Well, sure it was from a game. But it was indeed very different from normal hospitals.

You looked over to the reception desk. Once again, your heart skipped several beats. “Yvonne!” You practically ran up to her. There she was. An exact replica of Nurse Yvonne from the game. You couldn’t believe your eyes.

"I don't get it. How?" You almost whispered.

“Finally! That lady over there was fighting to go inside if you didn’t show up for another five minutes.”

You didn’t care about any lady. Right now, you were just bewildered. Dumbfounded. Discombobulated. You wanted to stay there just another moment. To take everything in. After all, it was all very overwhelming.

“What’re you looking at? Go on!”

“Yes, yes! I know the way, I’m going.” “Yeah, you should, ’cause you’ve been here before.”

You heard Yvonne’s voice trail off as you made your way through the halls toward the Cardiac Division. You were gonna get the shock of your life. You treaded slowly through the hospital, looking at every nook and cranny. You didn't wanna miss anything out. It was just so surreal.

Okay, I'm here.

Dr. Li. Cardiac Surgeon. (a/n: Li is Zayne's surname. it's the name outside his office in the game.)

You took a deep breath, standing outside the office. Okay, brace yourself. Inhale, exhale.

You were practically shaking. What was waiting for you on the other side? Were you ready to find out? Slowly, you put your hand on the door handle, pushed it downward, and opened the door.

The room was cold. You were met with the cool air as soon as the door slowly creaked open. Every glimpse of the room was killing you. It was just like the game! The wall paint, cabinets, charts, chairs, table, and the doctor.

Your heart stopped.

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obx-paradise · 6 months ago

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How Did I Get Here?

Summary: JJ couldn't imagine a life without his girl by his side

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Pogue!reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: Spoilers for season 4 part 2, fluff, not proofread, and that's all I can think of

a/n: Inspired by a post by @adrienneleclerc I hope I did it justice

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“Mom, I’m going out!” Jackson yelled across the house to his mother in the kitchen preparing a snack.

He was going to meet up with Rafe and Topper at Rafe’s house. The 3 of them have been a trio since they were young. Although he doesn’t always agree with what they say or how they act, they’ve always stuck by him so he continues to do the same.

“Okay, sweety! Come say bye properly!”

Rolling his eyes, Jackson stepped away from the door and made his way to the kitchen. Jackson considered his mother his hero. His dad had left before he was born so it was just him, his mom, and his grandpa.

Walking into the kitchen he found his mother. “Bye, Mom”

She turned around to face her son with a warm smile on her face, one that always made Jackson feel safe. Walking towards him, she wrapped her arms around him, “Bye, honey. When will you be back?”

“Umm… I don’t really know. Definitely before dinner, though” Jackson rushed his words knowing that Rafe and Topper would be annoyed with him for being late

“Alright, well have a good time… Be safe!” she yelled after him as he rushed out the door.

~~~

As Jackson arrived at Rafe’s house, he let himself in and made his way to the living room.

“Hey, guys” Jackson found Rafe and Topper sitting around the coffee table with drinks around them.

“Hey, man. You’re late.”

“Yeah, I know. I didn't realize the time. Anyway, are y’all ready to go?” Jackson questioned knowing that they had plans to go out on The Druthers.

“Yeah, let's go”

The three of them made their way outside, all the way out to the dock before realizing that there was maintenance being done on it.

“Yo, who’s that?” Jackson asked

“Some pogue my dad hired to take care of the boat. John B Routledge.”

Jackson has heard that name before. That’s the guy whose dad went missing months ago. Everyone knew about it, about him, but he’d never talked to him before.

“Hey, you wanna have some fun?” Rafe asked with a smirk on his face, looking at Topper on his left and Jackson on his right

“Fuck yeah”

“Nah man,”

Topper and Jackson spoke at the same time.

“C’mon let’s leave him be,” he said, trying to get them to leave the pogue alone

“Whatever,” the pair said while walking back inside, Jackson following them

~~~

It was a couple of days later when Jackson caught wind of a boneyard party that was happening that night. He wanted to go so he (obviously) told Rafe and Topper. Rafe turned him down not wanting to “party with the pogues” but Topper was all for it.

They got to the party at around 8 p.m. just as the sun had set. Jackson had gone to hundreds of parties just like this one, yet he felt something different with this one.

It was late into the night when Jackson and Topper went to get more drinks. On the way to the keg, Topper bumped into a girl which caused her to spill her beer all over him.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed

Topper wasn’t one to accept apologies easily, especially from a pogue, “Ugh! What is wrong with you?! This shit was expensive!”

She looked up at Topper and then to Jackon who was standing next to him. “Look, I said I was sorry. There’s not much else I can do for you.”

Despite the situation, Jackson couldn’t help but feel like he’d seen her before. Possibly around the island but still.

“Stupid pogues! Always ruining everything!” Topper spat out

The whole scene caught the attention of people around them.

“Hey, back off man!” John B ran to defend his friend, pushing Topper back by his shoulders

After that things escalated quickly. John B and Topper went at it, fighting and eventually ending up in the sand. Jackson tried to de-escalate the situation and eventually managed to pry Topper off of the poor pogue. “C’mon, man let’s go”

“Really Jackson? What? They’re just gonna get away with it? No! I don’t know if you forgot but you’re a kook! You were born a kook, and you’ll die a kook! So, whose side are you on?”

Jackson looked around, hating having all the attention on him. Already knowing his answer, he walked over and stood by John B and the mystery girl who had spilled her drink. He was just trying to do the right thing like his mother always taught him to.

Topper scoffed and stormed off, Jackson’s actions giving him his answer. With him gone, John B and the girl went to thank Jackson. John B’s thank you is much shorter than hers.

“Thank you so much,” she engulfed him in a tight hug

“Yeah, no problem. I know it’s not an excuse but he’s really drunk,” he said hesitantly wrapping his arms around her. Again, he got this weird feeling around her. “Hey, what’s your name?”

“Oh,” she pulled away from him, “Sorry, it's y/n. You’re JJ, right?”

“Umm… no I’m Jackson,” he said confused. Looking around he saw that everything around him was faded. All he could see was her. Y/n.

“Yeah, JJ. That’s what I said.”

Jackson couldn’t help but wonder “What is going on?”

“No… see– I don’t think you’re hearing me correctly. It’s Jackson.”

“JJ,”

“No…”

“JJ,”

~~~

“JJ! Baby wake up!”

JJ shot up with a loud gasp. He looked around and saw all his friends (plus Rafe) gathered around him but more specifically, Y/n. His girlfriend.

“What happened?”

Y/n had tears of joy in her eyes, she was just relieved he was okay. “That son of a bitch Groff stabbed you. I managed to get you somewhere safe before anything bad happened but you still passed out. How do you feel?”

“I’m ok. Better now that I’m with you again…” He looked around at all his friends with a tired yet playful smile on his face, “...and you guys too, I guess”

They all laughed and spent time together before the sunset, they had to start a fire. They sat around the fire sharing stories, anything to lighten the mood after the day they had.

“Okay so get this. I had a dream while I was out. And you were there, and you were there, and you were there, you weren’t there… it was really weird.” He said while pointing his finger at whoever he was directing his words to.

“...Y’all know how Groff is my real dad?” he spoke so calmly, almost lightheartedly as if that same man hadn’t almost killed him earlier. “Well, I dreamt that I had grown up as a kook. Went to the kook academy, had a nice house, Rafe and I were friends… eww. Anyways, I realized I would’ve hated growing up like that. Even though I’ve had a tough time growing up I wouldn’t trade it for anything because it gave me you guys. My real family.”

As he finished his rant, everyone fell silent. The first one to speak up was Pope. “That was really deep, man.” The group burst out in laughter. The atmosphere felt light and happy for once.

Quietly, as everyone went back to their conversations, JJ turned to you and whispered, “You wanna know one more reason I would’ve hated being a kook?”

“Sure,”

“I would’ve never met you,” he spoke with a small smile on his lips

You let out a small playful gasp, “Me? Wait, you don’t… love me, do you?”

“Maybe a little”

#jj maybank #outer banks #jj maybank x pogue!reader #jj maybank x reader angst #fluff #obx 4 #obx #obx season 4 #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank fluff

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janovavalen · 1 year ago

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hi, can i request percy x fem!reader or just reader if you don’t write fem.

Basically percy is dating someone from the mortal world and she asks percy to attend these important dates for her because idk she’s in ballet or something and he misses it because he’s always doing quest with annabeth and the reader feels like he’s going to leave her. happy ending pls.

a/n: awhh omg yes ofc 😭!!

✧MISUNDERSTANDING || percy jackson x fem!reader

summary: up above!

word count: 3393 (bruh i was aiming for like 1k not MF 3K WHAT IS THISSS MY THUMB HURTS…and im tired ☹️)

warnings: a bit of hurt reader and percy, miss communication, fluff and comfort in the end

y/n breathed heavily and steadily she made sure her feet were pointed and flexed to perfection. her arms being outstretched perfectly and her fingers pointed towards the walls of the studio her teacher, miss.yana, instructed her to finally move.

‘now! close your feet!—‘y/n did just so. as she held them together, unmoving she breathed steadily through her nose, making sure not to flex her face that would cause the whole class to restart.

she didn’t particularly hate ballet, she loved it beyond measure. she loved it so much—it was her mother’s favorite thing to do when she was young and when she had a small incident that stopped her from doing ballet all together, y/n promised her at the age of nine that she would continue her love for ballet.

and now here she was, four years later still doing ballet with a small collection of good metals at home to make her mother proud.

‘open feet! close, open feet! close!’ the teacher shouted to the class. they all did just as she told with no hesitance and no mistake.

if there were any—from anyone. that person would be the punching bag until next week. luckily y/n has never had to experience that, she made sure she was always perfect for the class, teacher, herself and her mother.

‘rest…good job today class, you are now dismissed. julia! make sure you keep stretching i saw slight hesitation in your leg stretches, if you need it checked out please get that down before next month.’

next month just so happened to be one of their important plays that would be watched by one of the most popular and well paid ballet teachers of all time in new york. she would be watching the class y/n so happens to be in to see who is most fitted for her privet class, and y/n had to make sure she was picked, she had to.

as y/n rested and walked over to her duffle bag that held all of her supplies, her friend maxine walked up to her. she always wore pink leg warmers and her hair in one of the tighter buns y/n had ever seen before.

‘hey y/n! were you able to hang out tonight? me and rebecca were thinking we would do a small movie night at hers? we all get these cute little themed colored snacks and watch like, horror movies or something?’ maxine smiled down at y/n who gave a tight lip apologetic smile.

‘awh i’m sorry…maybe we can reschedule on it? i’m supposed to be meeting percy today’ y/n threw on her sweats and sweatshirt to match. her new shoes being simple brown boots and her hat on to cover her head from the windy weather outside.

maxine smile and awed—‘oh! you guys are so cute together in so jealous, i though you’d said he was studying abroad?’

yeah and by that she means some place far far away were humans can’t even enter.

‘yeah…but he’s visiting today and we were going to see that new movie in theaters’ y/n smiled at maxine who nodded her head with a warm smile.

‘awh! you two have fun okay? text me the details later!’ as she walked away y/n waved her goodbye and made her way to the opposite door. leading her way out of the studio and right into to the sidewalk of new york city.

ㆍ୨୧ㆍ

when y/n got home she made herself known by yelling out to her parents—‘mom, dad! i’m home!’ she yelled. just then she quickly heard footsteps coming from the both of them as they smiled and hugged their daughter.

‘my sweet! how was practice? i’m so happy you got back safe i keep telling you dad here to get you a bike or a car! ah! was that nasty teacher mean to you today? huh?’ her mom rushed to her side as her dad gave her a shocked look at what she said about the car and bike.

‘you didn’t tell me—‘

‘shut up i did!’

‘nuh-uh!’

‘yes! yes (f/n) i told you a hundred times you were just always half asleep when i told you—‘

‘wh! well maybe if i weren’t half asleep i would have know—‘

‘okay guys! it’s okay i’m back! i don’t need a car but i will like a bike? and no she wasn’t mean today, i did pretty good’ y/n praised herself as she set down her bag which was quickly picked up by her dad who went to put it in her room.

‘awh that’s good to here, oh! and what about you and percy? huh? you told me you two were going out tonight is that still on?’

‘yes mom. i’m going to be leaving around five or six and back at nine like always, maybe he’ll stay, maybe he won’t.’ y/n shrugged as she was walked by her mom arm in arm.

‘well, i’ll cut fresh fruit just in case, now i know your tired so go take a nice bath! get ready for your date’ she sang while y/n felt her face warm.

‘mom! don’t say it like that’

‘well! i mean you’ve been together for how long now?’

‘two years—‘

‘two years! and you still get nervous! i still think it’s adorable don’t worry, im sure he does too’ she teased while y/n groaned and made her way to her room.

when she got there she immediately went to rush for her phone and unlocked it. her homescreen being her pet and lock being her and percy at the beach. she loved that picture so much, she’s probably posted it about a hundred times over and over on her photo dumps.

going into her contacts she was quick to text her boyfriend, percy. hoping she wasn’t interrupting him or anything.

‘hey percy! i just got back from practice. everything going well at camp?’ she texted. and almost immediately he responded.

‘hey! yeah, everything is good, i’m getting my things packed for movie night, i should be getting to you pretty soon. miss me?’ he teasingly sent making y/n turn off her phone for a second to smile with her hand over her mouth.

breathing out and unlocking it once more she texted him—‘of course i did, how could i not?’ he hearted her message and replied quickly.

‘well don’t worry i miss you just as much. i’ll see you soon okay?’ she heated his message as well and sent back a meme that he would always send her and closed off her phone.

deciding it was time to get ready she went to collect her bathroom things and started to get ready for her night.

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after about two hours of getting ready, listening to music and texting percy non stop, she finally saw it was time to leave the house. rushing to grab her purse and shoes she used down to the front door and made her goodbyes that consisted of hugs and kisses to and from her parents.

rushing out the front door, she signaled for a taxi which likely saw her and picked her up.

‘were to?’ he asked

‘the movie theater please’

as y/n said that and the taxi driver started to move, she texted percy that she was on his way which she was left with a ‘seen’.

strange…frowning her eyes bowed she kept the message open and waited for his response. he was usually really quick with this, never leaving her on seen nor delivered without a small warning beforehand of course.

‘hm…’ she mumbled.

‘we’re here!’ he told y/n who looked up from her phone in a hurry and looked to the side to see the movie theater.

‘oh, thank you’ paying him plus tip he smiled at her and said his bye which she did the same.

making her way out of the car and into the movies, she paid for the two tickets with the money percy sent her a few days prior, getting popcorn with her own money and some other snacks which was expensive as always.

looking down to see she was left on seen almost ten minutes ago, y/n double texted which she hated.

sending a small pic of the things she bought and the tickets that were next to the popcorn she held them all and walked to the movie room.

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sitting down into her seat she kept her focus on her phone, the big screen and the entrance of the movie room. hoping that one of the blondes that would walk in was her boyfriend who hopefully had a small explanation to leaving her hanging with the texts…twice!

sitting back as the room became dark she decided it was time to call him. he said he was on his way? and she didn’t mean to be obnoxious but she needed to know he was at least okay.

walking out of the room she called him…it rang. and rang…and rang.

then she heard his voice—‘hey!’

‘percy where are you—‘

‘this is percy and you’ve reached my voicemail box. if i didn’t pick up i’m either with my amazing girlfriend, slaying monsters or just sleeping, leave a message.’ scoffing a bit at his voicemail she spoke.

‘percy im at the movies and i just wanted to know if you were okay? or if you're on your way? the movie started and i'm going to be watching this amazing movie without you…call me back, please?’

hanging up and looking down at her phone and time she sighed and closed her eyes, ignoring the slight plained pit in her stomachs and heart she pushed it aside and walked back into the movie room.

sitting down and watching some of the movie she would occasionally look at her phone, the entrance. the screen. her phone, the entrance, the screen.

over, and over. until soon, without realizing it had been the end of the movie.

she still felt herself trapped in the endless loop she created for herself. her phone, the entrance and the screen.

soon enough she realized what she didn’t want to think was true, he wasn’t coming. he wasn’t showing up once again.

this happened five times in the last five months on each date that was planned every five months.

pressing her body against the seat, she sighed and placed her hands on her face. letting out a shaky breath, y/n picked up her things and made her way out of the theater.

walking until the sidewalk of new york, she felt her phone vibrate.

picking it up in a hurry she saw percy’s name flash across the screen—she answered.

‘percy—‘

‘n/n! listen im so so sorry! i—i lost track of time, i was set on a quest the second i was going to leave and i—‘

‘so what? the quests mean more than me? hanging with annabeth—‘

‘y/n please…don’t say that it’s not like that and you know it.’

‘well i sure feels like that percy! you stood me up! you left me alone again just like the picnic, the dinner, the fourth of july, my birthday!? percy…are your trying to tell me something—‘

‘no! y/n! no, it—no! stop what your thinking because it isn’t true okay? please—it isn't like that at all okay? i just….its—‘

‘explain to me percy…i’m listening.’ as y/n stood on the side of the building she felt her eyes well up with a bit of tears as her grip on her phone tightened. her purse being clutched by her side.

‘it’s….’

‘explain to me percy…please.’ she helplessly begged while holding the phone. on the other end, all she heard was a bit of noise and his breathing.

‘i—i can’t.’ he mumbled. scoffing y/n threw her head back slowly while rolling her shoulders. trying not to embarrass herself by crying in the middle of the sidewalk.

‘of course. bye percy.’

‘wait—‘ just as he said this she hung up and placed her phone in her purse. it vibrated, indicating someone was calling, seeing it might be her mom she looked and it was percy.

she didn’t pick up.

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when she got home, y/n was met with a silent house. her parents were sleep and she was kind of happy with this. she could walk to her room with no trouble.

once she got their, she immediately broke down, her hands finding ways to her mouth to silence her cries, y/n shook her head a bit and bit her lip.

the pain in her chest grew and grew to which it felt like she couldn’t breath.

was this his way of breaking up with her? was this is plan all along since she and him had to split? this whole time he was in camp…he could’ve been talking to someone else. this whole time.

sighing and crying a bit more she wiped her tears and breathed heavily, a shaky breath as she made her way to her closet and picked her pajamas.

after taking off some of her makeup, and putting her hair in a more comfortable up-do. she placed her phone on the bedside table and turned to the wall, her widow being slightly open to show the moons shine from space.

feeling her body shake a bit from her cries she suddenly heard—tik.

quieting down, y/n stopped and waiting just to hear another—tik, tik—one became two and two became four.

sighing she sat up and looked at her slightly ajar window to see there were small rocks being down at her window.

what kind of drunk is doing this so late at night? and why her window? and why on this day as of right now.

groaning she sat up and grabbed her bat to make sure bod is was handing from her window. stepping slow and close to her window she saw curls then a face—with a black hoodie on. screaming she went to swing her bat but was stopped with—‘oh my god! stop! stop! it’s me!’

stopping her movements…she knew that voice. placing the bat down and aggressively taking off his hoddie she saw it was percy.

‘what—‘

‘i know i know, what are you doing here? why are you here? what do you want you pertinacious douchebag—i know but please? let me explain…please.’ he silently begged her as y/n firmly looked down at him. giving up as she saw his blue eyes, she placed down the bag completely and stepped beside it let him in.

once he was in he turned to her. y/n had her arms crossed and her face flat, filled and prominent with upset, hurt, anger and confusion. the slight previous look of tears in her puffy eyes made his heart sink.

‘oh y/n…i—‘

‘why did you ditch me all those months? huh? i asked you and i will keep asking…if you can’t give a reason at all and it’s related to your demigod duties i will respect that and leave it alone but please just tell me something? anything.’ y/n hopelessly looked up into percy eyes who looked down at eyes and sighed.

placing his hand on her arms that were folded she let then loosen as he pressed his body against her own, embracing her with the warmth of her preciously covered body and his naturally warm one. she melting into his hind immediately and tested up again.

‘is this you breaking up with me? i don’t get it i—‘

‘i was trying to clear up my schedule to make it to your play next month.’ he answered, finally.

pulling away immediately she looked into his sad eyes that watched her own as a small tear dropped.

‘what?’

‘you were telling me for six months now about how important and exited you were for this big play so i worked and worked on many of my quiets that were already ahead of me to make sure none of them interfere with your play. i want to make there so i can see you dance, i know i’ve been really…horrible with being a boyfriend and making it to our dates and im so so sorry, half of it was planned and half of it was pure coincidence on being caught in a quest…’

‘planned?’ she asked, eyes eyebrows turning up and he nodded.

‘yeah planned…i know how serious you and ballet are and i know your always stressed at being this perfect image for the world when in fact your always perfect and there isn’t anything that can’t make you ten times better than you already are. some of the dates i missed were meant to be missed like the picnic, and the ice skating rink and your birthday…i was there, you just couldn’t see me. and now that i think about it sounds creepy and weird—‘

‘yeah it dose’ she laughed as he smiled.

‘but i didn’t show up because i knew you needed the time to freely open up and relax. your picnic was what i made you, the food and stuff i made myself that’s why—‘

‘that’s why some of the things were blue…’ she recalled.

‘mhm…and your birthday?’

‘a ocean view with blue ribbons around the napkins and flowers…but why didn’t you tell me?’ she looked up in wonder.

‘it would ruin your surprise’ she shrugged while she tilted her head in a bit of confusion.

‘my surprise?’

picking up the bag that was set next to him that she failed to notice he handed it to her and she grinned up at him, a bit nervous he watched her open the blue bag. seeing another box, she opened it.

inside were his and her favorite blue colored ballet shoes. y/n smiled and picked them up immediately, placing the box and bag on her table, she looked at them and saw a small note inside.

in it was what said—

from here on out from all of my accomplished quested i have even granted a two year stay in new york with you, and for these two years i will stay by your side non stop to make up for my missed dates, and missed hugs and talks. your favorite — percy jackson.

looking up at him with teary eyes, she launched herself at him with her arms around his neck, y/n felt percy rub her back soothingly and she immediately spoke.

‘oh my god i’m so sorry! i was so mean to you over the phone and i almost hit you with a bat! and i wa thinking of doing it anyway seeing who you were oh my—im so sorry percy oh my gosh’ she squeezed him even tighter as percy laughed a bit and held her closer.

‘it’s okay! it’s okay! i would to the same, i hoped you did so you would forgive me then baby me back to health’ he revealed making y/n pull away and push him with a scoff.

he smiled at her and pulled her in by her hand, one of his other hands making their way to hold her face soothingly and pulling her in for a sweet kiss. he was always one for words and actions. smiling and melting into it y/n kissed back all until—

‘who’s in here! my baby—what!’ the two of them turned to see y/n’s mother and father holding bats only to immediately relax.

‘percy!’

‘hi mrs.l/n…hi mr.l/n’ he shamefully waved at the two who rolled their eyes and let out a relieved sigh.

‘my god—percy please. next time use the front door’ he dad groaned as he went to walk away and back to bed only to feel his wife want aorund. turning to see her staring at the two with an adored face painted on her she awed.

‘my babies! look at you—‘ just then she was picked up and taken out of the room by y/n’s dad—her husband—‘wait! i was just checking on them!’

‘they’re fine’ he replied.

y/n smiled and covered her face with embarrassment as percy looked down at her and smiled as well, grabbing her hands and pulling them away from her face he kissed her once more.

#percy jackson x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy pjo #percy series

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witchygagirlwrites · 3 months ago

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Hank Voight x Reader

Combining @desimarie12 wanting step dad Voight and @pear-1206 wanting fluffy Hank/self defense fluff

Warnings: mention of abuse

Brandon Edwardson was well, he was a horrible man. He was abusive, manipulative and a drug addict. You needed help getting away from him. You knew if you stayed with him his poison would only spread to your son Theo. He was only a month old and everything good in this world. You knew if you could get away from Brandon while he was still young enough you could make sure Theo would never be like him.

You sat at the table in the break room at the school. You were staring down at the tea in your hand, trying to breathe around what you were certain were at the bare minimum cracked ribs. You’d fought Brandon for the first time. He’d thrown something at Theo’s crib. Had you won? No but you stood up to him and that was the first step wasn’t it. “Hey” you glanced up to see Brittany Henderson sit across from you. She taught science two halls down. “Hey” you greeted around a grimace.

She gave you a small smile then slid a card across to you. You picked it up and saw it was for a sergeant Henry Voight. “What’s this?” you asked and she shrugged “If you’re ready to leave he can help you with whatever. Just call and tell him I gave you the card. He’s a little rough but he’s a good man” “How did you..” you started but she cut you off with a wave of her hand “He helped me and my mom a long time ago” you picked up the card and held her eyes “Would he come today?” she nodded “Tell him he hurt you over the baby. He’ll come”

You owed Brittany your life. Henry or well Hank as he preferred was indeed a good man. He’d come to the school that very day, had been discreet to talk to you and when you explained the whole situation he’d told you he would help.

He sent uniforms and movers to retrieve yours and Theo’s belongings,helped you get a new cell and put a restraining order on Brandon where he couldn’t come near school grounds or near Theo’s daycare. Since you currently didn’t have a place to go he’d told you that you and Theo were welcome to stay with him, he owned a three bedroom home which was currently mainly empty.

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“I’m barely home and when I am I won’t be in your way” he promised as he showed you into the house while you carried Theo in your arms. “Are you sure about this Hank? I could keep staying at the hotel until I find a place?” he shook his head “You’ve been there three weeks sweetheart. I’m sure. Those rooms sit empty. It’s fine” “Thank you” you told him for the thousandth time and he nodded “Get little guy comfortable and I’ll order some dinner”

You sat across from Hank at his table eating the food and couldn’t help but smile. “I know I’ve said thank you a lot but I actually feel safe for the first time in a long time” you nearly whispered and he smiled, his rough voice softer than normal considering you’d just gotten Theo to sleep “I’m glad. I think we need to work on you some form of self defense, maybe get you a carry permit if you’re comfortable with it” you nodded “Ok” and he nodded “Ok, eat then you can get some rest”

Hank had apparently been responsible for new security getting hired at Theo’s daycare. The day you walked in and spotted them you hadn’t even asked beyond Hank telling you they were to put your mind at ease over the possibility of Brandon getting anywhere near Theo.

The longer you knew Hank, the more you were seeing that men could be good. He was rough,yeah but he was also kind. He would come in from a bad case then help you get Theo to bed. He would call you during the day to check in and you’d hear him yell at his unit to shut up before the door of his office would close and he’d talk so gently to you.

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You were falling for him. You stood next to him at the firing range while he showed you yet again how to break down the gun he’d deemed the right fit for you. You grinned when he stepped behind you and put his hands over yours “You know I can do it Hank?”

He shrugged “Not looking like you’re complaining sweetheart?” you felt your face warm “Not really” he moved his hands with yours as you broke the gun down then put it back together. After you’d done it twice he put his hands down on either side of you, his body trapping yours between it and the stand. You cut your eyes back at him with a smirk “Can I shoot now?” he laughed “Go ahead”

You pulled your ear protection down and he did the same then motioned for the targets. Every single target you hit dead on. You felt his hands brush your hips as he watched you and even then you managed to not get distracted. Once you were done he hit the button and the targets slid up. He nodded approvingly “Good job. I think you’re ready for your carry permit” you grinned “Good, will that make you feel a little better?” he shook his head “Not really. You would be safer with me of course but I can’t be everywhere so this is the next best thing”

He stepped closer to you and brushed hair back out of your face, eyes following the trail “I just want to make sure you and little man are safe even when I’m not there” you smiled, feeling your heart flip “You’re a really good man Hank” “I think you’re the only person in Chicago that thinks that” you laughed “Am I the only person that knows the real you then? You have your moments of being rough but deep down you’re not a monster”

His eyes went from yours down to your lips then back up. You smiled slightly “If you’re worried I have some hero complex and you think you would be taking advantage I don’t and you wouldn’t but I am gonna be a little disappointed to find out later that you wanted to kiss me as bad as I wanted you to and you didn’t”

He smiled and gently cupped your chin before bringing your face to his, brushing a kiss against your lips. The moment his lips touched yours you sighed happily against his mouth, your hands going to his shoulders to bring him closer.

When the two of you had to break away from each other to be able to breathe you smiled at him as he said “I don’t want you and Theo moving out. I want you to stay” you smiled softly “Ok”

Everyone in the unit could see a difference in Hank. The man was damn near agreeable some days and there were a few circumstances where he terrified Adam by having a smile on his face during the day.

The problem was no one had any idea what had changed. Was he on some sort of medication? “Maybe he has a girlfriend?” Hailey offered and Jay spun around to face her, his jaw falling open “Hank with a girlfriend?” she shrugged “We’ve thought about every other option”

They turned to look back at his office where he was talking to someone and all of them studied his face. He was wearing a smile and they were all a little freaked currently.

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You were damn near the complete opposite of Hank. You were a teacher for Christ's sake. You were younger than him, had a child that wasn’t even a year old and you were sweet. You baked muffins for him and cupcakes for the kids of your class. He’d wake up on his days off to you dancing around the kitchen wearing one of his shirts while Theo picked at Cheerios in the high chair while you cooked or waited on the coffee.

He’d fallen in love with you quicker than he’d ever imagined, Theo too. You and him were currently fighting to get Brandon’s rights stripped away. Well you were legally fighting, he was calling in favors.

He was sitting in his office, doing paperwork when his phone rang and he smiled to see your name “Hey sweetheart” he heard you take a deep breath “Hank, the daycare’s closed and my lawyer just called. I have to be in court in half an hour or they’ll do another continuance”

“Bring him to me. We’re not working a case and if one comes in I’ll bounce it to Major Crimes” he offered and you hesitated “Hank, I can’t ask you to do that” “Good thing you didn’t then. Drop my little man off at the precinct. I’ll take care of him” “Ok. I’ll see you in a few”

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When Trudy called to say she was bringing you up Hank walked to the stairs to meet you. You smiled as soon as you saw him “Baby, I can’t thank you enough” he shook his head and reached for Theo who was already giggling “Hank”

He took him and had him on his side before you smiled and stepped closer to press your lips against his in a quick kiss “I love you. I’ll call as soon as I get out” he nodded “Ok sweetheart. If you need anything let me know. Good luck” you planted another kiss on his lips then kissed Theo’s head before jogging back down the stairs.

You no longer had gotten out of the gate then Hank turned around to see all of intelligence staring at him “What?” “You have a kid and a girlfriend?” Jay asked, either the bravest or dumbest out of the bunch. He shook his head “Girlfriend and currently step kid” “Currently” Hailey asked and he smiled “Doesn’t matter. Everyone this is Theo”

The unit traded looks, Ok this explained it. Hank was in love.

You were so excited you ran into the precinct and smiled at Trudy “Pop the gate please” she cut her eyes at you with a broad smile “Good news?” you nodded “Very, I wanna tell Hank first”

“Well go” she waved a hand and you heard the gate pop. You snatched it open and ran up. Hank was standing next to the detective he’d introduced as Jay reading over a file with Theo asleep on his shoulder. You froze for a minute just to take in the view before you let yourself be known. “Hank” you called and he looked towards you “How’d it go”

“We won” you told him and he smiled “We won” you nodded “They fully stripped him of his rights. He is no longer Theo’s father legally” he never was any other way. He nodded towards his office “Lets talk” you smiled at the detectives as they all congratulated you, apparently haven gotten the basics.

You walked in behind him, rubbing a hand over Theo’s head and froze yet again when you saw the pack n play “Where did that come from?” you asked as he put Theo down in it. He shrugged “I called someone” you shook your head.

He reached a hand for you so you let him pull into his arms. You braced your hands against his shoulders as his went to your hips “You know we already decided for me to adopt Theo?” he asked and you nodded “Yeah”

“I was thinking you both should be Voight’s” you raised an eyebrow “Huh?” he slipped a hand into his pocket and pulled out a gorgeous diamond ring “Will you marry me?” “Are you sure?” you asked, barely able to respond around the knot in your throat. “Yes”

“Then in that case of course. I love you Hank” he smiled and brushed a kiss against your lips “I love you too” then slipped the ring onto your finger and you heard his unit start clapping. You cut your eyes at them and he groaned “Oh yeah sweetheart, those are my kids”

You laughed and waved at them “Yay! Step kids and Theo has big siblings” he shook his head “I love you sweetheart but don’t encourage them”

#hank voight x you #hank voight x reader #chicago pd fanfiction #chicago pd fic #chicago pd fanfic

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sylviathejester · 7 months ago

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TIRED.

maybe it’s time to say goodbye, ‘cause i’m getting pretty fuckin’ tired.

PLATONIC!JOHN PRICE x TEENAGER!GN!Y/N

warnings: mentions of death, foster care (this is my first time writing about foster care, excuse me if there’s any imperfections), attempted suicide, slight swearing

author note: this is separate from the poll. please tell me if the spacing is a turn off, it’s for aesthetic purposes in this oneshot, slowing your reading like Y/N’s world momentarily stills at the thoughts.

word count: 859.

Death. You’ve been thinking about it for days on end, what does it feel like? Your foster father, Jonathan (or as everyone calls him, John), says it’s Cold. Chilling. Scary. But what if it isn’t? Some people die with a smile on their face, so perhaps it could be the same for you?

Foster family after foster family. Abusive, neglectful piece of shits who only foster for the money. You’re afraid John might be the same.

The poor man, however, actively tries to convince you he isn’t like them. He does movie nights every Saturday, he actually listens when you talk, every word you say doesn’t go unnoticed. And his efforts don’t go unnoticed by you, not at all. He’s gentle. He’s a gentle man.

But you’ve had enough.

You’re scared shitless, some families acted like they were “mental health advocates” until you showed signs of burnout, depression, and even a tinge of anger issues, that’s when they threw you away.

And you’re just at your limit with John. The mask is.. slowly.. cracking.

John’s been a sweet guy, and he does everything in his power to make you feel okay, safe, happy. But you don’t budge. But you don’t show that you’re not budging, you show him a happy person, someone you’re not. And you’re getting tired.

”Mama was a bit naïve, and her daddy was a blinded thief. He went and stole away what was left of the remains of a family. “ Another Empty Bottle by Katy McAllister plays, you forgot the last time you heard this song, but it was one of your favorites when you were younger, more innocent, unaware of the shit going on between biological Mom and Dad. Unaware of the abuse. Perhaps your soul always felt like something was wrong, and your brain caught up later.

You sit on the couch, the TV on. You briefly look at the movement, the show must be some silly romcom, how cute.

Your phone’s music and the TV served as background noise, initially done to shut away the thoughts, but they’re.. lingering..

John was out of the house, buying groceries. He tried to persuade you to tag along; “You haven’t been out the house for a couple of weeks now, Y/N. you better go out!” He said, in that sickly sweet and kind voice of his. But you insisted on staying. Being tired from staying up was your excuse, and he let you off.

You paused the music and turned off the TV, and laid down on the couch, staring at the ceiling. It wouldn’t hurt to.. at least try. If he comes back before you actually do it, you can act like you never even tried, it’d be fine.

And if you succeeded?

But wouldn’t he be upset? Sad? He’d feel like he failed you. He never did, he never will.

He’d understand, surely he will.

Suddenly, you find yourself in the kitchen, in front of the knives John kept hanging on a shelf. For some reason he leaves them out in the open.

You grab the sharpest one, or rather, the newest knife. You look at it, and your reflection stares right back, as if to plead with you to not do it, think about it.

You ignore its pleas.

You slowly place the knife right under your wrist. Your breathing’s heavy, your heartbeat’s accelerated.

Should I do it? Should I do it?

Should I-

Warmth, but not from your wrist.

Your shoulder? Is it the grim reaper paying a visit?

You look over slowly, and your stomach drops. It’s John.

You look behind him, the grocery bags are on the floor, the different things he bought scattered across the floor.

“Hey.” He speaks a little louder, which causes you to look at him. He puts two fingers under your chin, keeping it in place.

He slowly takes the knife from your hand, sliding it across the counter; away from your hands.

“Are you okay?” Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Warmth, but not from your wrist.

Your eyes? You must be going blind.

Warmth, but not from your wrist.

Throughout your body, are you in Heaven?

No, you’re in John’s arms. Maybe that’s your own, twisted little version of Heaven. Isn’t Heaven the place where you feel eternal peace? John gives you peace, albeit not as eternal as Heaven, but he’s your Heaven on Earth.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry-“ You sob into his chest. He merely shushes you, running his hand up and down your back.

It’s 11PM. You and John are on the couch, you’re holding onto him like a koala hugging a tree. It’s been silent.

“What made you want to do it?” He breaks the silence as he whispers the dreaded question.

“John, do you- will you still want me here?” You look at him.

Silence.

“Pardon?” He raises a brow.

“Will you still want me here? You won’t- give me back, right?” You look at him: expectant, hopeful.

“Of course not, Y/N.” He hugged you a little tighter. “You’re stuck with me.”

Maybe he won’t leave like the others did.

At the realization, the world felt a little brighter.

#call of duty #cod mw2 #cod #cod modern warfare #cod mwii #captain john price x reader #john price x reader #captain john price #john price #task force 141 #tf141 #SYLVIA’S WORK.#call of duty fanfic #call of duty price #cod captain price #captain price #captain price x reader #cod angst

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topazy · 8 months ago

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Blood moon

Pairing: Scott McCall x reader

Warnings: Swearing, smut

Chapter: 7.02

You step into the kitchen and drop the glass of orange juice from your hand as you jump backwards, startled by the figure leaning against the island in the middle of the room. So much for werewolf reflexes. Since the sleepover Wyatt was at got canceled, you had awkwardly suggested everyone regrouped at another location. As much as you cared for Lydia, you didn’t want your son near anything that was going on.

“Jesus McCall, haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” You huff, looking down at the sticky liquid spreading fast across the floor. You grab a handful of kitchen rolls and dab at it before the juice runs onto your cream carpet in the next room.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to- Sorry. I just wanted to see if you were okay,” Scott said. He sighed, noticing you were avoiding his gaze. “Are you okay?”

“I'm fine.”

Scott puffed out his cheeks, feeling defeated already. “I don’t usually ask when it comes to you and Isaac, but what’s going on? He left kind of abruptly.”

You re-enter the living room fidgeting with the silver band on your middle finger, the pad of your thumb feeling the small rubies on it. “Guys, I hate to do this, but Wyatt’s coming home, and I don’t want him around... whatever this is.”

Scott looks up at your alarm. “Why, what’s wrong?”

“He’s fine; his friend's mom just texted and said one of the kids started vomiting, so everyone’s gotta go.”

Isaac yanks his jacket from the back of the coat hanger. “I’ll go get him. Take him to the arcade or cinema.”

“He still needs to have his dinner.”

“Then I’ll take him for pizza first,” Isaac slams the front door behind him when he leaves the house.

You cock your head to the side, looking up at Scott, still irritated by your brother. “He’s just... he's got an issue with his girlfriend. Where did everyone else go?”

“The animal clinic.”

After all this time, no matter what changed throughout the years, Deaton’s vets was the safe place you and your friends gravitate towards whenever times are tough. A small smile creeps onto your face as you think about the times as teenagers when your pack would gather in the same place.

“What’s so funny?”

“I was just thinking how, after all this time, we still go to the same place for help.” You squeeze Scott’s shoulder. “Did I ever tell you I’m proud of you for becoming a vet?”

“Uhh, you have,” he chuckles. “But it means a lot coming from you, no matter how many times I hear it.”

“Are you staying here until Wyatt gets home?”

“Yeah,” he pulls his phone out of his pocket. “I’ll just let Stiles know I’ll catch up with them later.”

—

“Daddy!”

“Hey, little man.”

Smiling, Scott picks Wyatt up and kisses his cheek. “Where did Uncle Isaac take you?”

While your son fills his father in on all the fun games he played at the arcade, Isaac mumbles an apology as he walks by. He places a stuffed toy on the kitchen counter; it looks just like one I had as a girl. “I’m going to be out for the rest of the night,” he says. “I don’t know if you’ve seen it, but Stiles asked if someone who’s werewolf could spend the night in case he needs help with Lydia.”

“It’s probably for the best that someone is there for her. I think Scott was going to meet them at the vets.”

“Actually,” Scott walks over with Wyatt now sitting on his shoulders. “I was going to put this little monster to bed once he has showed me his new toys.”

Scott wasn’t outright asking, but from his tone, you knew it was a question. You smile, although he was a good dad. Scott never got to spend the same amount of time with your son as you did, which made him feel guilty. “Sure, but first he’s going for a bath.”

—

You yawn into the back of your hand, not wanting to interrupt Scott and Wyatt playing before bed. You curled up on the couch to watch a film. You’re starting to doze off when Scott comes back down the stairs and sits next to you, much to your surprise.

“Is he asleep already?”

“Yeah, probably a sugar crash.”

You reposition yourself on the couch so Scott has more space; the thick fluffy grey blanket covering your lap slides down at one side, revealing. Noticing, Scott pulls on the bottom of your nightgown, “cute.”

Your nightgown was light pink, silky, with little stars and moons on it.

“Don’t tease.”

Smirking, Scott lowers his head till your lips meet. At first the kiss is soft and gentle, but it quickly becomes heated. Feeling his hand on your bare thigh, your legs part, and Scott begins rubbing at the most sensitive spot through your underwear.

“Oh,” you slap your hand over your mouth to stop making noise.

Scott kisses your neck while sliding two of his fingers inside you, muffling his own groans. Just as you go to unzip his jeans, you open your eyes and notice the blinds had opened slightly and were now open, and something was outside looking in.

Abruptly, you push Scott’s hand away and jump to your feet. He stares at you alarmed, “Shit, did I hurt you?”

You shake your head, “There’s someone outside.”

“Keep an eye on the doors.” Without needing any further explanation, Scott sprints upstairs and then quickly runs back down with Wyatt in his arms. “Is it still there?”

You do your best to discreetly peek out of the window; at first you don’t see anything, but then you notice there’s a white mask left laying on the grass. “Not that I can see.”

He hands you Wyatt, who was still half asleep. “We gotta run for the car. Once we are inside, call Stiles and tell him we are going to the clinic, then call the police.”

You didn’t have time to ask questions, but something had scared the hell out of Scott as well.

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prettypinkporkchop · 10 months ago

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A/N: Reader dislikes Embry. When he imprinted on her, she got pissed off. Ofc she thinks he's attractive, but he annoys her. Also, this is after they all graduate. Embry is 19.

Embry call x fem reader

"Y/n, Victoria is after you too." Alice looks at you. You observe the faces of all the vampires in the room. Jacob and Embry stand beside you. "Jesus christ. We're in." Jake steps forward.

"No way." Bella objects. "This is what you want. Us working together." Jacob smirks at her. You look over to Embry who has his arms crossed and is in deep thought.

After the talk, you guys go to Emily's house. Quil made a joke about your hairline. "Burn!!!" Embry laughs. You roll your eyes at him and pinch his arm. "Aye!" He glares at you. "Shut up." You spit. "Dude, chill the fuck out." He argues like a child. "Mom and dad don't fight over me, please!" Quil jokingly cries. "Whatever." You get up to leave Emily's. Embry grabs your wrist. "You're not leaving here without me. Victoria will kill you." You jerk your arm away. "You're not my boss. Why did you imprint on me? I didn't like you when you were regular human and now that we have this stupid ass bond, you're up my ass." He backs away from you. "Move." He warns you. "What? You gonna hurt me?" You taunt.

He phases and howls, running into the woods. Quil runs out and looks at you. "You know, he may be a bit childlike but he's a good guy. He loves you. Cut him some slack." Quil says.

---- the tent scene ----

Bella and Edward are in one tent while you and Embry are in the other. You shiver and hold onto the thick blanket. Embry stares at you, feeling guilty. "Stop staring, Call." You grit. "Let me help-"

"Don't." You hold your hand out to stop him from moving to you. "This is all my fault." He sighs and looks down. "I let you around Bella. I should've step my foot down." He puts his head in his hands. "You didn't LET me do anything. You're not in charge of me." You hiss.

He looks up at you. Your lips are turning blue and your teeth are chattering. He rolls his eyes and sits next to you. You groan and he looks at you with a stern face. "I'm not going to touch you. Just trying to give you some relief." You give in feeling how warm he is. You lean against him, putting your hands on his waist.

"We aren't talking about this after." You mumble against his shoulder. He chuckles and shakes his head. "You need sleep." He lays back, pulling you down with him. "No I don't." You try to argue to make sure he knows that he annoys you.

The longer you hold onto him, the more you realize you can't deny the feelings you have for him any more. Right now, you feel safe. He keeps you safe. He cares about you.

You get lost in thought about everything he does for you that you forget that he even annoys you. He's two years younger than you, he likes to be rowdy and rough house, but you're his. You think about how you can find it cute and enjoy the immaturity.

"I'm sorry." You break the silence. He looks down at you, confused. "I'm sorry for treating you badly. I'm just not used to being around silly guys. I'm a serious person, but the more I think of it, you can even me out. We even each other out. I really do love you, Embry. I have this whole time. I was just scared of getting into this forever when we are opposites." You admit.

He grabs your face and makes you look at him. "Are you going to regret this?" He asks quietly. "No."

You lean in and kiss him. His lips are fire on yours. The first kiss has you melting into his arms.

He pulls away and places his forehead on yours. "I love you, doll."

"I love you, my everything." You whisper the last part. He smiles and giggles, pulling you on his chest and laying down.

---- after the battle at Emily's----

You sit at the table with Jared, Quil, and Paul. Jacob, Embry, and Sam walk in. Embry kisses your cheek and sits next to you. "Hey baby." He puts his hand on your knee. "Hey, my love." You smile at him and give him a quick peck on the lips.

Paul turns to Jared and holds out his hand, "twenty bucks, cough it up." He smirks.

"Bro!" Jared rolls his eyes and hands it to him. Quil smiles at you guys and gives you a thumbs up.

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czbersta1ker · 4 months ago

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Love In Broken Shards

*Also on Ao3, same fic name and same account name*

'𝔜𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔴 (...), 𝔬𝔬𝔥, 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢.'

What happens if the only girl in a group of young deranged boys goes to visit her aunt for a few years? She grows up, hits puberty and starts dressing way better than before. So after four years, she's sent back home freshly 17, excited to see her friends again - and they're a little too excited to see her again..

Or,

When (Y/N) (Y/L/N) returns to Derry after four long years in LA with her favourite aunt, she's learnt how to do her makeup, how to dress like a model, how to flirt with hot guys and how to fuck them too... she just never thought those boys would be the four she's been friends with since she was 3... What do they say, best way to swim is to dive head first into the deep-end?

*Four Years Ago*

Moving to LA was the last thing (Y/N) wanted to do, at almost thirteen-years old she couldn’t fathom not living in Derry anymore as she had never really left the small town before. Her parents had buttered her up with a nice supper at the local diner and dropped the bomb on her mid-way through her chocolate cake dessert that she would be moving in with her mothers sister for a while because their office had been relocated abroad for the foreseeable future, don’t get her wrong (Y/N) loved her aunt Jenny, but this meant that she would have to move schools for who knows how long! And leave the only friends she’s ever made behind!

Her mother and father were lawyers you see, they woke up every morning next to each other, got ready and eat their breakfasts next to each other, saw (Y/N) off to school with those boys they thought so little of, got into their Mercedes-Benz next to each other, and worked all day in offices next to each other, only to come home and go back to sleep next to each other to start the cycle all over again the next day. It’s safe to say that (Y/N)’s parents loved each other very much, she just wished that sentiment extended to her too. So while her parents were off putting people in jail in England, (Y/N) was being shipped off to California. Total buzzkill, right? Well, really the only thing that sucked total ass was that she was leaving her only four friends behind in Derry, those four friends being The Bowers Gang; they weren’t that bad if you got to know them and (Y/N) had known them for about 10 years so as you can imagine… they’re close.

Now, three weeks had passed since her parents had told her she was leaving and (Y/N) was currently staring at her life packed into cardboard boxes being thrown into the back of the filthy moving van. “Hey! Watch it, there’s breakable shit in those assholes!” (Y/N) exclaimed at the large men dressed in light blue jumpsuits, hearing snickers to her right (Y/N) turned her head towards the group of boys sitting on the white porch next to her and raised an eyebrow. Those boys would find a piece of shit lying on the side of the road funny, God. Once they settled down someone spoke up in a monotone voice, masking the sadness threatening to bubble up.

“So (Y/N)... How long are you actually in Cali for?” Victor asked, brows slightly furrowed as he looked towards the bright afternoon sun, at his soon-to-be-not neighbour.

“Ugh, I don’t even know dude! Mom and dad won't tell me anything, because it’s not like I’m being shipped off to another state with no idea how long I’m gonna be there for. Nooooo wayyyyy…” (Y/N) retorted sarcastically, glaring slightly at her parents who were talking a couple feet away from them. Suddenly, a cloud cast itself in front of the warm spring sun - no, not a cloud, just the lanky form of Patrick Hockstetter (or Cocksucker as Henry call him) sitting himself next to her on the porch step, wrapping his long boney arm around her shoulders pulling (Y/N) in close.

“Well, it’s not like we’re gonna miss you (Y/N/N)! So don’t worry about us, we’ll get over you in a few days after finding some hot piece of ass!” Patrick lets out a cackle that’s comparable to a cat being strangled - probably by him, Pat is weird like that I guess.

“Pat, too much information bro. (Y/N/N) doesn’t need to hear about what we’re gonna do with her study group girls when she leaves.” Reggie says, though he complains when anyone but (Y/N) calls him that, he’s strictly Belch to the guys now for obvious reasons.

“Yeah, thanks Reg…” (Y/N) says, shrugging Patricks arm off her shoulders. “Wait what?!” She says, whipping her head around so fast her (Y/H/C) braids slap Henry and Patrick in the face, “Ew, not you too Reg! Leave those poor girls alone, they're all frightened of you as it is.” She scoffs, rolling her eyes as the boys chuckles and cackles return.

“(Y/N)! Say goodbye to your friends, Aunt Jenny will be here in a minute!” (Y/N)’s parents called to her which stopped her quiet laughs, as she stood up, the boys next to her stood too.

She smiled a sad smile as she looked them over, Vic stood there with a sad half-smile as his longish brown hair fell in front of his eyes - he had complained to her once that his parents never let him cut it any shorter because his dad had to have a buzz cut his whole life because he was in the army… but Vic thinks it’s because they wanted a girl instead. Henry stood next to him with his bronze skin shining in the suns’ glow, dirty-blonde mullet tangled from where he’s run his fingers through in stressed, because Henry didn’t know what he would do without (Y/N) here, without her letting him climb into her room through the window after his dad hits him too hard one too many times.

He would never admit it to the guys but she was his favorite friend, not just because (Y/N) is the only girl who isn’t afraid to speak to him but because she comforts him in a way he hasn’t been comforted since his mom was alive. Reggie stood behind Vic and Henry, he was the tallest out of the five of them with (Y/N) coming in tied-second with Patrick, Reggie had the most muscle on him out of the five of them too given that he plans to compete in Derry Highs’ wrestling team. (Y/N) doesn’t know if she'll ever see that now, what if her parents don’t come back and completely forget about her? They already forget she exists when she’s in the room across the hall - what about when she’s in another country? Breathing out slowly, (Y/N) tries to calm herself down before she breaks down and starts crying in front of these boys who’ll no doubt call her a pussy and laugh. Finally, (Y/N) turns to the boy with dark shaggy hair standing too close for comfort, examining her expression with a smirk, she and Patrick had always had a funny relationship, sometimes he’ll be okay with her and be nice and caring like the time he put a dino plaster on her scraped knee in 2nd grade but he could be an asshole like as soon as she had said she didn’t want to play mommy and daddies with him he shouted at her, ripped his plaster back off her knee and left with Henry all day, leaving (Y/N), Vic and Reggie without their violent friends for the rest of recess. So, their friendship has been that way since (Y/N) could remember, but she still loved him regardless.

Bending down to pick up her backpack for the journey she looked as her best friends again, the boys. Her boys. Running that short distance she engulfed them in her arms and sniffled letting go before the ‘Masculine Men’ pushed her off them. “I- I’m gonna miss you guys,” (Y/N) whispered voice wobbling. “Yeah, we’re gonna miss you too doll,” Henry spoke up, surprising (Y/N) and the other boys slightly as the Bowers boy isn’t the type to express his emotions in public, or at all really. Proving that they all knew they wouldn’t see the (Y/L/N) girl for a long time.

And that was the last time she saw her boys, for four whole, long years. But as she stared out of the passenger seat window, the trees melted past the car as (Y/N) and her Aunt Jenny raced their way towards Derry, towards home. Looking down at her clothes (Y/N) wondered what her friends would think of her new style and… well her new everything.

After her first 4 months of being all alone in her new LA school, a group of older girls took (Y/N) under their wing and taught her everything they knew about how to be a successful girl; how to do makeup, how to dress hot, how to flirt and most importantly… how to fuck. And oh boy, with a fresh pool of (hopefully) hot guys, was she going to fuck.

*Lmk if you want to be tagged in the next chapter! Love ya'll :3*

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PICTURE NOT SO PERFECT Part Cinco.

(Rafe Cameron SMAU)

June 5th, 2022. 11:15am, Y/N's Cottage. I wake up to a call from Rafe, barely able to register the time and place i'm at since I stayed up half the night with the girls, I answer.

"Good morning, Squirt. Just letting you know i'm on my way over, got breakfast and then we can head to the Country Club." he sounded so at peace, so calm, it weirdly passed onto me through the phone.

"Gmorning. Sounds good, the girls are still here, Sarah crashed my crash out and then told me that we were having a forced girls night so I just gotta let them know and we can head out. See you soon, key's still under the Lilly pot." He hums in response and hangs up, I lift myself off the couch only to find the others staring up at me already. "Shit! god- you guys keep giving me heart attacks and I might just not come back next time!" giggles erupt while we all squeeze onto the couch. "You sure you wanna do this, Y/N? Rafe seems like he's over it, maybe it could be worse?" Kie speaks up first, pulling me from my daze. I nod.

"I want to see her face, I need to. It's not even just for him, it's to get the closure I need, to know that they did set him up, that he had no choice and still fought back when he realized what she was put up to." I run my hands over my face heading to the kitchen. The girls follow suit as we all begin to get breakfast made for themselves. The Pogues always made themselves at home, we all practically grew up coming to this cottage with my dad as kids, fishing trips, swimming lessons, surfing lessons, my dad taught us all alongside Big John and Ward. A knock on the door is all I hear before Sarah walks over to answer it. Rafe.

"Morning ladies. Where's my girl?" I walk out of the pantry waving. Rafe, already closing the distance between us pulling me into a familiar feeling, God I missed his arms around me.

"Hi." I whisper into his chest.

"Hey." He sighs. He pulls away handing me my favorite breakfast sandwich and heads to sit at the dining table. Sarah, Kie and Cleo following him.

"I assume Y/N has caught you guys up? listen, I just want to put an end to this shit. I got myself together, all on my own, I did the work and still can't 100% say i'm perfect.. I just know I don't want to be with anyone but her.. So, floors open for the judgement and pent up anger.." He lays his terms out and the girls all exchange glances.

"We, just want you both happy and safe. You went through a lot, Rafe. This shit isn't pushed away lightly. We just wanna know, if you agree with getting closure or whatever Y/N, wants. If you're both on the same page." Cleo starts.

"We want you both to go forward in a positive light, letting go of the past drama and just remembering how cute and disgustingly in love you both were. No judgement or pent up anger here." Sarah adds.

"Seconded, both statements. I will finish off before leaving you two alone with one thing. If anything triggers either one of you at all? You calls us or the guys, okay? You might be older than us, Rafe. But, this trauma is one most of us have been through, sadly. We won't hesitate to be there for you both. Just be careful and no. fighting. Squirt?" They all turn to me know as I stand at the bar, mouthful of food.

"Pinky swear. I'm not that much of a hothead anyway. Chill." I muster out, knowing they won't believe me. Something most people don't know about me is that after my dad's death, I became a bit of a hothead. I ended up trashing our entire house on Figure 8 after the burial and Rafe had to hold me back from worst damages while the girls and my mom cleaned up, simply out of anger from losing him. I wasn't in the right head space and sometimes could be quite vengeful. So, I guess they're right or whatever. The girls stifle giggles as they head into my bedroom and I follow, letting Rafe know i'm just gonna get dressed so we can head out. A few minutes pass and I say my goodbyes to the girls before hopping in Rafe's truck and we make our way to the Country Club. Lord, help us all.

We pull up to the Country Club and plan to talk to Sofia, ask her a few questions and hear her side, then meet up with Topper and Kelce to play some golf. Or basically let them know we’re talking again. We haven’t really specified if we’re back together or not so, we didn’t want to complicate the conversation. I head for the bar, Rafe on my tail and take a seat which he pulls out for me. Sofia lingered on the other side doing her bar-back chores until she heard us talking about what we were thinking of ordering. She froze, now, I couldn’t tell if it was fear, or simply guilt but it was a bit of both.

“Hi, uhm- I’m Sofia, I’ll be your bartender, let me know if you need anything. I’ll get your usual Mr. Cameron.” Poor girl couldn’t even look us in the eye let alone give us a second to interject. When she came back with Rafe’s usual glass of whiskey neat, I grabbed her hand, not harshly just to get her attention.

“I’m not here on bad terms, Sofia. Rafe and I just want to speak to you about that night of the 4th of July bonfire last year. Get some answers to who put you up to the task.” She was trembling but, I noticed she had a very specific Tiffany And Co. charm bracelet on. Was she still working for this person? If so, why? She took a deep breath and put on her best fake smile, tough cookie, alright.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Rafe and I were just hooking up, until you ran into the room and prevented that from happening.” I scoffed, Rafe’s grip on my waist tightening a bit.

“Listen to me, sweetheart. Whether you tell us the truth or not? We’ll find out, you’ve already been exposed for sleeping with people for money and making money to break up relationships, do you really want your fathers business deals to he torn apart but that kind of scandal? Now you can give me a name, or I can get it out of you myself by dragging you to the restroom.” Her eyes widened. She stammered for a bit until the name croaked out of her throat.

“Topper. Topper Thornton, you- Rafe’s friend. He paid me $5000 to break you guys up so he could try to sleep with you.” It was my turn to grab Rafe before he ran off and beat the life out of Topper, who we had planned to hang out with, his best friend from middle and high school. But, he stood still, almost like he had known.

“Sorry for the scare tactic, you’re free to go. Thank you.” I whispered to Sofia and she practically sprinted away. Rafe’s gaze was glued to the glass in front of him.

“How are you not actively losing it right now? You have the right to, Ray. I me-.” He sucked in a breath.

“I knew.” and my jaw dropped.

“I knew it would either be him, or Rose. They both always said shit about our relationship not being right but I never cared, just didn’t ever want to know if he would really betray me like that.” and it suddenly dawned on me, Topper had been the one to basically deliver me to Rafe’s bedroom door that night, smug shit eating grin on his face and all. I pulled Rafe into a hug and he gave in? Melting into my hold.

“I’m so sorry. I should’ve known! He was the one who told me you were waiting for me in your room but I was so worried I didn’t register that until now.. Ray..” I hold him close and after a while he pulls away, a calm smile on his face.

"This just makes it clear we were never meant to break up, it was all a mistake. I know what I have to do about Topper but, I want you back, Y/N/N. I need you back." His hands cupping my cheeks, eyes pouring into mine, I did what I should've done a long time ago and kissed him.

"Never stopped being yours, Ray. It's us against the world." We had a few drinks and suprisingly, Topper cancelled when he heard I was in attendance so we ended up golfing with Kelce who had always been a huge supporter of our relationship. Now, 4 hours later we're headed to the cottage to have dinner with the Pogues when out of nowhere a vaguely familiar truck starts speeding up behind us, all I remember is hearing Rafe shout at me to get down and the feeling of his arm pulling me toward him. Next time I woke up, I was hooked up to machines, in a hospital gown.

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lyrenminth · 1 year ago

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JB9 request

They are divorced and have two children together, and he is jealous that she is leaving the kids at his house so she can go on a date. but the meeting was horrible, because the guy is not like Joe

This was a very specific and I had so much fun writing in. A little bit of angst at the end.

What we used to be

The decision for filing the divorce was consciously taken. It was done three years ago, while you went to a rough patch in your marriage. The decision wasn't easy, because you share two children together, and for them was equally hard to understand why mommy and daddy weren't together anymore.

One of the main reasons was after having children, you marriage went cold and dead. He was busy playing football and you were busy mothering a three years old and a nine months old. You didn't have the time to be a couple anymore.

Currently, you decided to start dating again after your friends prompted you to do so. It was difficult because you had to coordinate with Joe (now that you were co-parenting). And of course, was during the off-season because during his seasons you had the kids most of the time. On weekends you dropped the children with Robin so she would take them to the home game. It was a messy life, because you shared a lot of things as a result of the years together. Trying to get rid of Joe was impossible having children with his face and living in Cincinnati. So you made peace with that fact long ago. You got along for the children, he was kind and always asked for your opinion when included the family. And you were polite with him, but nothing else.

You send him a text. "Hey, I'm dropping the kids early this Friday. That's ok?"

Joey B: Yeah, that's ok. Are you busy on Friday?

You: Yeah, something came up. Your home or your parents'?

Joey B: My house. Everything alright?

You: everything alright

That was the last text. After that you waited earnestly for your date. You met John through friends, he seemed like a good guy. By looks, the completely opposite of Joe. John had one child already, and worked for a big company in New York but was living in Cincinnati two years now.

You thought it would be difficult if men knew who was your ex-husband because it had happened one time and it ruin the mood for everyone. Apparently, you completely fucked up or whatever. Well, John didn't know anything about football, he couldn't care less about the Superbowl and that was a pleasant surprise.

So on Friday, you drive Mackenzie and Julian to their dad's house. They were behaving well during all morning. And since it was off-season they could spent the weekend with Joe.

You parked the car, and for your surprise Joe was waiting for them outside.

"Dad!" yelled Julian, running towards Joe who was wearing pants and a hoodie. "Mom, can you help me with my backpack?" asked Mackenzie trying to open the door. You got out of the car, and help her. She made cookies for her dad, and was so happy to share.

You help her to carry the backpack until you were face to face with Joe, who was looking handsome as always.

"Daddy, I made cookies!"

"Daddy, can we play videogames?"

The children demanded attention equally, but Joe was still staring at you. Hard.

"Have I something on my face?" you asked, almost aggressively. You put some make up on and dressed in a nice dress for the occasion.

"No, you fine" he cleared his throat "Not your usual fit"

"Mommy is going on a date" Julian shout, excited. Joe's eyebrows raised, you laughed nervous.

"Well, kids behave well. Enjoy the cookies" you said trying not to look at your ex-husband. "Is that true?" he asked, he sounded kinda jealous. Maybe you were overthinking.

"Well, yes" not wanting to discuss anything further in front of the kids "Take care, Joey"

"Please, call me if you need something" he said, "Let me know you're safe"

Your heart flipped. Why he did those things before your date? Weird. You nodded, going back to the car.

John was a nice man. You were sure he was nice, just...not to you. After thirty minutes in the date he kept talking about himself and his work that you thought you were watching a TED talk. He was good looking, but soon you realize you didn't have anything in common by what he was saying. Your mind wandered to your first date with Joe, it was in a bowling alley. Things got competitive and you spent a really good time together that you hook up in your car after the date. Would you hook up with John? Nah.

"Do you need another drink?" John's voice brought you back from your wild thoughts.

"No, thank you"

"So, you told me your ex-husband was a football player, right?"

"Yes" you said cautiously "He still plays"

"And how do you get along?"

"We talked only for the kids"

"Ummm, sure" he dismissed your answer. You raised your eyebrows, astonished. "What do you mean?" you wondered.

"Nothing. I didn't tell you about this trip I'm going to make next month..." he started talking again.

Joe bought you drinks too. You loved his smile back then. Julian had the same smile actually. After getting married you had very nice dates too, but you loved to spend time at home watching movies and resolving puzzles.

The date went on, and you have to excuse yourself or would die of boredom. After the date you missed your children so much, but it was Joe's time with them. So you went to your house and waited.

On Sunday evening, you went to pick up the kids. After a couple of minutes, Joe appeared wearing shorts and a compression shirt. He looked really handsome, his sandy hair was messy, he looked younger somehow.

"Hey" you said, nervous.

"The kids are in the pool" he explained "Come in while I prepare them"

"Oh, no. I can wait in the car" you replied, pointing at your car. He looked up-and-down, and pressed his lips. You blushed like a teenager "I bet they want to see you"

"Okay" you whispered, follow him inside the house. "How was your date?" the question made you flinch. You didn't remember John at all. "Umm, it was good"

I was bored as hell, and thinking about you. How pathetic.

Silence. By the way he was looking at you, he didn't believe you either. You reach the kitchen and he offered something to drink and you decline. "Are you going to the OTAs early this year?" you wondered, hearing music and the children screams outside.

"No, I'm going to spend time with the kids" you nodded, pleased. Joe was a great father, you never doubted that.

You locked eyes, and your stomach made weird things. His eyes softened, and he got closer to you.

"Y/N can we talk about us?" he requested.

"What?" you were in panic mode "About what?"

"The divorce. I thought were struggling but I never listen to you" he said, seriously "Until you fill in the papers" Your heart sank. His lips were still pressed, the wrinkles on his forehead let you know he was stressed too. "I feel like we never had the time to stop and think what we're doing" he said softly.

The bump in your throat didn't let you speak properly. You tried anyway. "I try to speak to you, Joey. I tried to do many things to save our marriage. It didn't work, you were focused on football, and I felt utterly alone" you wipe a treacherous tear "We weren't a couple anymore. I didn't have a partner"

"Mommy! Daddy!" Julian got into the house all wet and hugged you. "Do you want to see how I jump into de pool?"

"Julian, mommy is here to pick you up" Joe explained "Go and tell your sister" Julian nodded and went happily to his sister. Joe attention was on you again. "We should speak about this with more time"

"Why? Are you trying to marry me again?" you joked frustrated he wasn't listening again. "Yes, I never wanted a divorce" he replied ardently. The confession hit you. "Then, why did you fill the divorce?"

"Because I was scared..." the footsteps didn't let him finish "I'll send you a message, please"

You left Joe's house confused and heartbroken. Even though, you couldn't avoid the hope growing in your chest.

Let me know if you want a second part. I think it would be cool.

#joe burrow #nfl #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow fan fic #fanfiction

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Phic Phight - Is Vladdie Taking It In The Plasmi-ASS?!?!?!

For: @rgbyshipper101 @idiot-cheesehead-archenemy and sophy3001

Danny and Vlad are kind of shitheads to each other and are basically constantly in some kind of feud or prank war, Vlad is also more than a little bit of a creep. So when Maddie and Jack find some very questionable vladcams hidden around, both have worries, one more realistic and creepy, and one more unhinged but positively hilarious. Vlad just wants to know why Jack has to be like this, and Danny’s busy dying of laughter.

Danny’s not sure how to feel or what to think when he comes home to his parents sitting at the kitchen table, staring seriously down at it. That kind of look usually meant he was about to get into trouble for one thing or another. He’s pretty sure he didn’t cause problems at school today? He didn’t break anything and didn’t even skip detention this time! And if there was some serious ghost issue Danny would have known about it before them.

Danny walking over a bit cautiously, “um, hi?”; then looking down at the table and… oh fuck. Okay. He’s got no way to know how this was gonna go. Also…

Vlad you stupid dumbass. The man claims to be super smart and sneaky but then he goes and does stupid shit like leaving a spy camera with his FUCKING FACE on it where Danny’s parents can find it!

Zone what is Danny going to do with that man?

Maddie and Jack jump a little, startled, having apparently not even noticed Danny coming in. Danny knows he walks quietly but come on. Dad grinning quickly, “Danny-boy! Welcome home”. While mom swallows a little, “oh hey, sweetie”, then glancing at the multiple spy bugs on the table and back to Danny. Her turning to fully face Danny -oh shit- and grinning very forced -bigger oh shit-, “say Danny, you know… Vlad pretty well right? You see him a lot”.

Danny grumbling a little, “partly cause you guys send me over there all the time”. And for once his mom doesn’t smile over that, she actually winces.

Jack scratching his head, “oh maybe Vladdie’s just trying to keep a better eye on Danny?”, tilting his head, “not sure why he’d feel he needs to though”.

Oh gee, Danny wonders why. It couldn’t be because this house was vaguely a death trap and he was a ghost living with ghost hunters? Could it? Naw this place is tOtAlLy SaFe. Sure, it was more that the guy was just being a weird obsessive creep and wanting to spy on Danny; but still.

Maddie looking to Jack, “that wouldn’t explain why one of them has a known ghosts face on it, Jack dear. And even if that was Vlad’s reason, that’s still incredibly not okay”, she frowns a bit, “maybe Vlad’s a little too interested in Danny?”. Jack looks vaguely horrified.

Oh zone Danny is not entraining that no matter how she means it. Danny blinking, well… not much point in lying… in lying entirely anyways, “he’s been doing this for a while actually”, and rubs his neck very awkwardly. Damnit, why was he having to cover for Vlad’s dumbass? Ugh.

They both stare at him, his dad frowning, “but why?”. While his mom sort of leans at him trying to bleed comforting. Oh geez this is so uncomfortable. “For how long? Why didn’t you tell us? He isn’t doing anything else is he? To you?”.

Abort! Abort! Abort! Vlad’s a creep and he thinks the guys a crazy asshole but no! HOW DOES HE EXPLAIN THIS! Especially because Vlad is doing other things, to him, just not what Danny thinks is being implied here. And Danny’s not gonna fuck with the guy’s day with those kinds of allegations. Oh Ancients. All but blurting out, “the only thing he’s doing to me is our very well known and vaguely public verbal fisticuffs! Zone mom! No”, Danny rubbing a hand down his face, “I think the spy bugs were originally just to, like, spy on your tech-”, not entirely a lie, “-then I found ‘em-”, gesturing a bit awkwardly, “-and kept finding ‘em. And then it just devolved into, like, a game?”. Well a game on Danny’s side, Vlad probably viewed it as ‘training’.

Maddie blinking, “a… game? So he’s bugging our house, just to see if you’ll find them? One was in a coffee mug”.

“Oh yeah that’s just him being a dick about my love of coffee”.

“Daniel, language”.

“Sorry mom. But he is being a dick”.

She just sighs at him before his dad straightens out, “so he really is still interested in ghost tech then!”, laughing a little, “why doesn’t he just come over and talk about it then!”; Jack absolutely doesn’t notice both Danny and Maddie cringing a little.

Maddie shaking her head before eyeing Danny again, “still this seems a bit, much, for just a game”.

“Mom. He’s literally snuck into the house to cover my room in badger pelts. He’s been too rich for too long to not be super extra”.

Jack laughing awkwardly, rubbing his own neck, “ha ha ah yeah, Vlad-man is definitely a little out of touch”. Maddie sighing at him before looking back to Danny while picking up the Plasmius-faced bug, “but then why the ghosts face? And this ghosts epcofxally?”.

Danny… doesn’t have an excuse for that. Hell, he doesn’t think there even is one. It had Plasmius’s face because that was Vlad’s face. Vlad’s ego is far too big to put anyones face other than his own on anything. Even his parents know that… And trying to spin it as ‘oh he does business with that ghost’ would be stupid, because that would reveal Vlad does, in fact, employ ghosts. He couldn’t say Vlad was trying to ‘disguise’ the bug, since just making it look like a green goo blob would make more sense then. If it had Danny’s face as Phantom then Danny could at least spin it as Vlad making jokes about Danny sharing a name with a ghost. Well… actually has Vlad ever said in public that his name was Vlad Plasmius? Here’s hoping. Why does Danny have to be helping Vlads sorry ass? Danny blinks, “that, uh, Plasmius guy has the same first name as Vlad I think? So he makes jokes about that sometimes? Like I do with the Danny Phantom thing? Vlad is capable of making simple jokes you know”. That was actually true too! It was just rare and usually insulting.

His mom gives him a bit of a look, slightly fond but judging, “I would expect that from you, but Vlad? I don’t know, sweetie”. Mean while his dad just looks horrified, “what if he’s dating a ghost!”.

What…

What the zone????

Danny sputtering, “Ja-dad- I- what?”. what the FUCK! Should… should Danny just let his parents, or his dad at least, run with that insanity? It would be pretty funny. Like, really funny. “I mean, I guess? The Plasmius guy’s got a vampire theme going and have you seen Vlad’s castle? Very gothic vampire”. His mom cutting him a ‘don’t you encourage him, mister’ look immediately. Danny glancing around with fake, amused, innocence. Hey, if his dad calls Vlad to accuse him of dating himself, that will be hilarious. And Vlad’s the dumbass who let his spy cams get found. Fuck around and find out, shithead. And technically Danny’s still covering, helping, Vlad’s dumbass. Distracting his folks from the really creepy idea and from possibly stumbling on the whole ‘halfa’ idea. Heh. Yeah he is so totally ‘helping’ Vladdie here. Heh heh.

Jack staring down at the table, “we should have never left him to heal alone, he’s fallen for the ghosts wiles!”. Maddie putting her head in her hands, “Jack”.

“Maybe he’s been with that ecto-filth for years! Maybe it cured his ecto-acne in exchange for his hand!”.

Danny absolutely can’t help but laugh at how, technically, that was right. The ecto-acne went away because his ghost half fully formed and stabilized, and restabilized later. Danny collapsing into a chair and thumping his head down on the table, laughing, while his dad runs off to grab the phone and call his ‘best pal Vladdie who needs saving from the romantic siren clutches of a ghost!’. This was great!

His mom cuffing him one over the head, but she’s laughing a little too, “Danny- Danny do not, ha, encourage your father”.

“I’m dying, Vlad’s gonna be so confused”. He was also totally gonna blame Danny for this, but what does Danny care about that?

His mom chuckling a little more, “I still want the actual reason though”.

“VLADDIE WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME YOU GOT ENSNARED IN A SORID LOVE AFFAIR WITH A GHOST! IS IT MIND CONTROL! DID IT MAKE YOU SWEAR YOUR UNDYING DEVOTION!”.

Pfft.

Danny and Maddie both have to put their heads down again, wheeze laughing or full on guwaffing in Danny’s cause.

“YOU COULD HAVE COME TO ME! STAY HERE AND WE CAN PROTECT YOU FROM ITS CLUTCHES! YOU KNOW THEY DON’T HAVE FEELINGS! IT CAN NOT LOVE YOU BACK!”.

Danny’s on the floor now holding his stomach, laughing, when he can absolutely hear Vlad shout snarling, “DANIEL! PUT DANIEL ON THE PHONE YOU FOOL!”.

His dad, actually managing to sound a little small, “will that get you to give up chasing ghost tail in the wrong way?”. Danny is dead. That’s it. He’s died fully. Ghost Zone here he comes forever more.

Danny managing to pull himself to stand up using the table edge, his mom covering her mouth to try and stifle her own laughter. Danny absolutely beams from ear to ear when his dad comes back in cradling the phone like a bomb. “Danny, son, please convince him he should not be falling for the pale touch of creatures that know only chaos”.

Danny nods, struggling not to burst out laughing again, taking the phone, “so Vlad, I hear you’re trying to make sweet sweet love babies with a ghost. How scandalous”.

“Daniel what the fuck!”.

Danny stills, completely, oh… oh zone, Vlad just swore! Like, actually swore. “Did you just swear at me”. His mom does not look impressed, but Danny turns away a little and puts a hand to his chest, “why Vlad I did’nt know you had it in you, I’m tearing up, truly. This is the most touching moment of my life”, snickering, “now dare to describe this ghosts tender touch? His dark crimson red eyes, like blood so sweet?”; Danny’s gonna pull a muscle from trying to hold in his laughter at this point.

“Daniel I am going to kill you the rest of the way”.

“His skin so smooth like marble, glowing under the light, and you can’t help but imagine how it would feel to touch it. Is his voice like velvet, Vlad?”.

“Daniel!”.

His dad isn’t even paying attention he’s outright started crying. Actually blubbering about how could his best friend be lead astray. Danny snickers, “he’s got hair horn handles, Vlad. Betcha think about that at night”. And Vlad doesn’t even respond to that.

Then there’s a loud aggressive knock on the door. That was definitely Vlad. Danny moving to opening it with a huge grin, completely abandoning the phone, “here to confess your deep dark secret in person? Your one true love?”.

“We-”, Vlad snarls, all fang and a flash of red eyes, “-are having a conversation”; and grabs Danny’s arm to yank him outside.

“Jack dear, I’m pretty sure Vlad is not dating a ghost”.

“But what other explanation is there!”.

Vlad yanking Danny around into the alley while Danny’s trying to not trip on his own feet from how hard he’s laughing; his face is even beginning to hurt. Vlad stops and glares at him, arms crossed and tapping his foot impatiently, waiting for Danny to get a hold of himself. Danny wheezing one more time.

“Are you quite done?”.

Danny snickering, “I make no promises”.

Vlad leaning down at him, arms still crossed, “I do not care nor mind if you bring those little pet friends of yours into our little spats, as they are aware of me, but them? What were you thinking boy”.

“I was thinking that it was the best idea I’d ever heard”.

“My secretary heard that, Daniel”.

“Oh my Zone really?! That’s hilarious!”.

Vlad swats him one over the head, “be serious for once in your life, I do not need this to wind up in the papers”.

Danny mock begs, “please let that happen, please let that happen. I will frame it. Family heirloom”. Which of course gets him ecto-beamed into the wall. Danny just waves at the guy from the indent, “I think I should point out that I did not do this, old man. Would love it if I did!”.

Vlad walking over to the indent, putting his hands on his hips and quirking an eyebrow, “you’re telling me that baffoon came up with that all on his own?”.

Danny chuckling, “hey, I was as surprised as you are. Ha. I damn near concussed myself with the table”.

Vlad groaning loudly, rubbing a hand down his face, “how did that even happen?”.

Danny holding up a finger, “well you see, someone, you, left spy bugs, including one with Plasmius’s face on it, in places a little too easy to find. They found them”.

Vlad blinking, “and they knew they were mine how?”.

Danny just stares at him for a bit, the man can not be seriously serious with that question… “dude, you stamp your Dalv company on everything, which is literally your name backwards”, sneering mockingly, “I wOnDeR hOw ThEy CoUlD pOsSiBlY tElL?”.

Vlad pinches the bridge of his nose, sighing, “and you’re going to fix this how?”.

Danny barking a laugh, “ha! As if I’m fixing your fuck up for you! Marinate in your misery, bitch salad”. Sure Danny did cover for his ass a little but he’s not telling Vlad that. Right now anyway.

“Language, Daniel”.

“Fuck you”, Danny grinning meanly, “you’re gonna have to actually talk to my dad for a change”.

“Well, Maddie-”.

“Mom thinks this is dumb and was laughing with me”.

Vlad looks like Danny just shot him, “Maddie would never”.

“And yet she did”.

Vlad sighing very heavily, grabbing Danny and yanking him out of the wall, “if you think I’m not making you suffer through this too-”.

“Oh I won’t be suffering for a single goddamn second, this is pure gold”.

Vlad just rolls his eyes, dragging Danny along and back into the house.

Maddie is patting and rubbing circles into Jack’s back, while Jack whines a little, “I’d rather he’d be into me of all people over a ghost”. Both Maddie and Vlad stilling entirely; Vlad shoving Danny off of the stairs and into the bushes when he starts cackling.

“I would never be into you! You oaf! I’m not gay!”.

“There’s nothing wrong with being gay, Vlad! Just not for ghosts!”.

Danny physically crawls/drags himself out of the bush, and drags himself on the ground into the house. Wheezing.

Vlad whipping his head around and down towards Danny, lifting Danny up by his shirt collar some, “Daniel! Tell him I’m not gay!”.

Danny only wheeze laughs harder, utterly limp in Vlad’s grip.

Vlad growling at Danny before looking back to Jack and Maddie, “I. Am not. Gay. Jack”, dropping Danny, striagthening up, and pinching the bridge of his nose, “and I. Am not. Dating. Any. Ghosts”, sighing and dropping his hand, “why would even think up such an inane idea?”.

Jack holds up the Plasmius Vladcam almost pathetically, “why else would this have a ghosts face? You‘d never use someone else’s face unless you loved them”, and starts pouting again. Danny just rolls onto his other side, curled up and holding his stomach.

Danny barely able to watch Vlad very clearly struggling to come up with anything. “We…”, Vlad clearing his throat, “have the same, first name, it’s a-”. Danny stares from the ground, comically opened mouthed, waiting for Vlad to say it. To ‘admit’ to basically having an ‘inside joke’ with Danny. Danny will never let him live this down. Vlad scowling at him before looking back to Danny parents, “-a joke. Like with Daniel”, shaking himself off and straightening his dress shirt; the guy hadn’t even bothered putting on a suit before rushing here. “I’m staking my claim on my name, that is all”.

Too late for that save, Vladdie. Way too late.

Vlad snarls, quietly, at him, “I’m going to throttle you”.

Danny smirking, wheezing a little but slightly laughed out, “not- phew. Not in front of my parents you won’t”, sticking out his tongue, “besides, this could be way worse if I hadn’t saved your ass from a totally different and way more disgusting accusation. Mr. Puts Spy Cameras In A Teenagers Bedroom”.

At least Vlad full body cringes, even turns his head to the side and gags a little, before looking back at Maddie and Jack, “and it is good to keep young minds curious and actually paying attention to their surroundings”, and nods firmly to himself.

Maddie crosses her arms, standing up, “with cameras, Vlad? You couldn’t use anything else?”, sighing a little, “we’re okay with the pranking but really?”.

Danny snickering, “yeah Vladdie, why the cameras, hmmmm?”. Vlad kicks him, making Danny just grin meaner.

See this is great because Vlad doesn’t have a lot of options here. Either he can just openly admit to ‘caring about Danny’s well being’ and thus not really trusting his mom and dad to ‘keep him safe’. Or he could make himself look like an absolute ass and claim that it was purely to harass Danny. Or he could weaken his ability to spy on his parents tech by admitting he’s doing that and thus making them more cautious of him doing that in the future AND getting dear old Jack trying to get Vlad to ‘invent’ with him.

Granted Danny already knows what the guy’s gonna do. The first might make him look like a softie and make Danny’s mom want to ‘talk’ to him about him not trusting them enough with Danny, but the second would make Vlad look bad in Maddie’s eyes (the horror) and the last would make Jack try to force more ‘bonding time’ (Vlad would rather try to fight Pariah again).

Of course Vlad has to go and make his ‘caring’ sound as deeming as possible, “well”, huffing a little, “someone’s got to keep any eye on the boy who has tried to bake himself into a pie before”, throwing Danny a little glare before looking back to the parents, “and this place is far from what most would call ‘a safe environment’”; and clears his throat a little.

Jack actually laughing, “oh why would you need to worry about that, V-man! We’re great”, sort of wiggling the Plasmius spy bug, “and nothing that looks like a ghost would keep anyone safe!”, pouting again, “are you just trying to hide your shame? There’s no need to be embarrassed a ghost conned you into wedding bells, we can help”. Oh man, his dad is just not letting that go! It would be absolutely wild if he just brings this up randomly all the time just to ‘make sure’!

“Jack, for the love of everything, no”.

Maddie putting a hand on Jack’s shoulder, “I really think he’s being honest”, eyeing Vlad, “this time”, turning fully towards Vlad, “our house might be unorthodox and Danny might be a little accident prone, but you aren’t his parent and he’s perfectly fine here. And I second my husband on not believing you’re just ‘claiming the name’”, covering her mouth and giggling a little, “now the joke I buy”.

Danny glancing away to make faces and laugh silently while Vlad almost sputters, clearing his throat a bit, “it’s not as if he doesn’t do check ups on me as well”. Danny turning to glare at him a little, how dare! Making Vlad smirk at him, “you know it’s true”.

“That’’s- that’s because you have a drinking problem!”.

“I drink a perfectly reasonable amount. What would a teenager know anyways”.

“More than your punk ass, clearly. And you spend way too much time alone in basically a giant fuck off cave with a cat that’s a smidge evil”.

“And whose idea was it that I get a cat, hmmm?”.

“It was a joke! And! It was a good idea. You’re spending money on something other the packers for a change”.

“Only because you won’t let me buy you a car”.

“Since when has what I wanted ever stopped you before? You getting weak on me, old man? Should I buy you some canes?”.

If his folks weren’t here this would have one hundred percent become a spectral fistfight by now. It must piss Vlad off so much that he can’t just punch Danny right now, and Danny is living for it.

His mom standing up and sighing a little, “don’t swear at your godfather, mister, strange or not”, her holding up a finger at Vlad, “and you know why we don’t want expensive gifts from you, for any of us”, sighing again and dropping her hand, “we don’t want FentonWork’s looking like a billionaire is funding it”.

Vlad giving her a soft look, “I know, dear, but knowing Daniel he’d set it on fire anyways”.

Danny nods agreeingly, “it’s true”, shrugging, “or I’d paint his social security number on the sides of it”.

“If you ever do that, I will make you help with the paperwork”

His mom actually glaring at Danny too, “and I’ll make sure you do”. Danny only pouts at both of them in response.

His dad getting up and walking over to them, still looking slightly ‘small’ -or as small as someone his size can-, “would you at least drink an anti-ghost love potion? I could totally make that!”, titling his head and tapping his chin almost excitedly, “Fenton green tinted glasses remover? Fenton anti goo goo eyes?”. Why were Danny’s parents so embarrassing with naming things!

Vlad absolutely glares violently, “I am not drinking one of your untested experiments, I’ve been on the receiving end of your creations more than enough”. Even Danny cringes a little, because yeah no. Drinking random Fenton concoctions was dumb; especially if his dad was the one behind it… the only one behind it.

Maddie humming and putting a hand on her own chin, “we should make something like that, just in case, who know what kinds of powers a ghost might have”, then eyeing Jack, “but Jack no. Even if Vlad was entangled with a ghost, it would have been that way for a while and a simple potion would not be enough”, frowning, “especially since I’m fairly certain that Plasmius ghost originated from Wisconsin”, and eyes Vlad.

Oh… oh no. His parents might be noticing one too many possibly revealing ‘coincidences’. But! If this shit is what reveals shit then Danny might actually die from pure comedic overload.

Vlad, thankfully honestly, saves his own ass immediately, “I won’t deny that ghost definitely somewhat followed me here-”.

“So YOU ADMIT IT!”.

Vlad snarling a little, “no”, clearing his throat, “what I was trying to say, is we ‘have beef’ as Daniel here would put it”. Danny snorts a little, a very mocking snort.

His mom hums consideringly for a second before his dad breaks out in a grin, smacking a fist into a hand, “so it’s like us and that Phantom punk! Of course our old college buddy would also grow up to oppose those ghosties enough to get an evil arch enemy!”.

… wow hearing his parents call him an ‘arch enemy’ was wild. Slightly painful but wild. Also… wouldn’t they actually be the ‘evil villains’ in their whole ‘trying to hunt and capture the town hero’ thing?

Jack scratching his head, “well more arch rival, since that ghosties never seemed to actually hurt anyone, but still!”.

Eh, Danny’ll take the mild improvement.

Vlad sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, guy’s gonna bruise himself with the amount of times he’s done that today, “sure, Jack. Let’s go with that”, and sighs again, “point is, we are absolutely not ‘romantically’ involved”, almost grumbling, “sure, maybe I’m mocking that ghost by using his own face, but I hardly care what any ghost thinks of what I choose to do”.

Jack looking to Maddie excitedly, “oh maybe we should do that too! Think that’ll annoy that spook enough to chase It off?!”. Oh zone if his parents actually start doing that Danny’s not sure how he’ll be able to stomach that kind of embarrassment. The town merch was already a little embarrassing.

Vlad, of course the jackass, immediately grins meanly, “oh do, I definitely recommend it”. Danny scowls at him.

Thankfully, Danny’s mom saves him, shaking her head at Jack, “Jack, we already agreed no more putting our, or anyone else’s, faces on the products. Remember”. Jack deflating instantly, “oh yeah”.

Vlad, still smirking, “pity”. Danny kicks him immediately.

His mom poking Vlad one on the chest, “you should have told us about this rivalry so we could have avoided this confusion”, her looking to Jack quickly, “a rivalry we will being staying out of, right Jack”.

His dad looking around awkwardly, “of course, dear”.

She smirks at him knowingly, “you better”, before looking back to Vlad, “I still do not want to see any more spy cameras. Danny doesn’t need your supervision and it is creepy”.

Danny snickering, “she’s got you there”.

“Shut up, Daniel”.

“I don’t think I will”.

Vlad sighs exasperatedly, eyeing Maddie a little, “fine”. Ah the only person Vladdie will actually listen to, the object of his very one-sided affections. The only time Vlad listened to Danny was on the rare occasional they had to actually team up against some powerhouse, or when Danny was doing something Vlad knew would be beneficial to himself.

…

Well okay the guy did get a cat.

And actually took his advice on dealing with the G.I.W.

And he hadn’t tried the cloning thing again.

Come to think of it Vlad did actually listen to him sometimes. Huh. Weird.

And sure sometimes Danny listened to him too. Man their whole situation was so weird. Fun and hilarious, case in point this entire situation, but still.

His mom nods firmly, seemingly satisfied, “and as your punishment, Danny will not be going over for his monthly weekend visit”. By ‘visit’ she means punishment because Danny inevitably gets into trouble at least once a month- and wait holy shit awesome! Now he doesn’t have to sleep in his personal bedroom with the creepy M.A.D.D.I.E ai hologram maid thing or the extra creepy ‘Vlad bonding’ doll to ‘encourage’ him to form a ‘parent/child attachment’ to the man… if his parents ever found that thing there would be no explanation that could save Vlad, or Danny for that matter.

Vlad looks aghast, completely offended and horrified, “but Maddie, he needs to tutoring. Bonding time with his uncle”.

“Ah ah no buts out of you, you absolutely crossed a line”.

“I hardly think I did. The different environment is conducive to-”.

Danny and his dad sort of slink away from the arguing pair, sitting on the couch, his dad blinking a little, “I can’t believe I thought Vladdie was dating a ghost”.

Danny chuckles a little patting his dad on the arm, “never change, dad, never change”.

“Aw, I love you too son, but you’re still not getting to hang out with V-man this month”. Danny really doesn’t know how the heck his dad hasn’t realized that’s actually a punishment yet…. His dad laughing a little, “at least I’d never worry about you being deceived like that by a damn spook! A Fenton would never”. Danny has to bite his tongue to keep from snorting at that, because both him and Jazz have absolutely been ‘involved’ with ghosts ‘like that’.

It takes all of half an hour for Danny’s mom to finally basically kick Vlad out, his dad rushing off to say his goodbyes. His mom eyeing him, sighing and rubbing her forehead a little, “alright, now I want you to go and look through your room for any more of those cameras, okay? If you find any bring them down, I want to look through them all just to… just to check, okay?”.

Danny already knows there’s some in his room, but uh, he absolutely does not want his folks seeing whatever the hell might be on said cameras, even if there shouldn’t be anything. Thank everything he didn’t actually need to really worry about that. Rubbing his neck, “uh, Tuck’s kinda hacked the zone out of those things? They will explode if you try cracking into them now”.

She stares at him, “really Danny”. Danny just giving her a shy but absolutely proud small smile.

…

Is he surprised to hear multiple small explosions later? No. No he is not. But he laughs about it anyways.

End.

Prompts: Jack and Maddie detect ghost technology in their house and find Vlad’s cameras. Even the one pictured as Vlad Plasmius that they recognize. Not only that, it says “Dalv” on them (one of Vlad’s businesses). It's Jack's own fault, really. Clearly they've left Vlad alone for too long -- now he's in some weird, sordid love affair with the Wisconsin Ghost! If by “help” you mean “make everything worse,” then yes

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