#and so I’m about to bring a load of stuff to my car

[red-akara]

Just my luck to indirectly flood the laundry room again RIGHT BEFORE IM SUPPOSED TO MOVE!!

[russo-woso]

Familiarity || Lia Wälti x reader

Request | Masterlist

Summary Lia takes you to Switzerland for Christmas and there’s a sense of home and familiarity when you’re there

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“I’m excited.” You reveal to Lia as you board off the plane.

Amongst all the nerves of meeting Lia’s family for the first time, there was a sense of excitement and belonging.

For Christmas this year, you and Lia decided to go to Switzerland.

You’d been dating for a little over six months and decided it was the perfect time to meet lias family over in Switzerland.

It was also your first time in Switzerland which was a big thing for you.

Not only had lia felt it was time for you to meet her family, but she was also bringing you to her home country, something that was very precious to lia.

“I promise, they’ll love you. Just be yourself.” lia whispered, grabbing your hand as you walked off the plane. “Welcome to Switzerland, baby.”

“Pleasure to be here.” You replied, a massive smile covering your face.

—

Flakes of snow fell onto the ground as you left the airport, Lia flagging down a taxi.

Lia greeted him in German, thanking him for loading the suitcases into the boot before telling him the address to her parent’s house.

You squeezed Lia’s hand as you pulled up at the house.

“They’ll love you, baby.” Lia said, calming your nerves.

Lia’s family were all waiting outside, their faces full of excitement.

Lia got out the car first, hugging her parents.

“Y/N! It’s so good to finally meet you.” Lia’s mum said, bringing you in for a hug. “Thank you for making our Lia happy.”

“She makes me just as happy.”

“Nice to meet you, Y/N.” Lia’s dad smiled, hugging you.

Lia watched with hearts in her eyes at the interactions, her parents finally meeting the love of her life.

The rest of the afternoon went smoothly.

You got to know Lia’s parents a bit more before some of her extended family came over.

Lia’s mum was in the kitchen cooking so you headed through offering to help.

She took up your offer as you quickly swooped in and helped cut stuff up.

“Lia seems so happy, thank you.” She said, tears welling in her eyes. “It’s hard, knowing we’re here in Switzerland and she’s in England but when we saw how happy and safe she was with you, we didn’t feel worried anymore, so we, as Lia’s parents, can’t thank you enough.”

“She’s the best thing to ever happen to me. I love her so much and I’d protect her with my life. Thank you for letting me love her.” You told her, Lia’s mum bursting into tears as she hugged you.

“What’s going on here?” Lia asked, walking into the kitchen.

“You’ve found yourself a good one here, Lia.” Lia’s mum told her daughter, Lia just smiling at you as she nodded in agreement.

“I did.”

You decided to watch a movie before calling it a night and heading up to bed.

“See, I told you they’d love you.” Lia told you, your head resting on her chest as she stroked your hair.

“They’re so nice.”

“They are. So, tomorrow we’re going snowboarding in the mountains. You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. My cousins taking her daughter for the first time and invited us to join.” Lia explained, your face lighting up at the idea.

“I’d love to, baby. I haven’t been snowboarding since I was little.”

“It’s settled. We’ll go snowboarding tomorrow.”

—

“Love, do you want me to teach you how—” Lia began as you reached the top of the mountain but before she could say another word, you were gone.

You zoomed down the mountain gracefully with ease, even jumping a slope.

Lia’s jaw dropped as she saw you, not knowing you were good at it.

“My dad used to take us to the mountains in Austria at least twice a year. I’m a pro.” You’d shrugged, finding Lia’s reaction amusing.

“Y/N, that was amazing.” Lia’s younger cousin said.

She was cute, only about five.

“Thanks, hun. You wanna go down with me? Here hold my hand. There we go, I’ve got you.” You said, holding her hands to balance her, the two of you going down a less steep slope.

Lia watched once more with hearts in her eyes as you played with the young girl.

Lia realised just how perfect you were.

Her family loved you, you were good with kids, just everything about you was perfect in Lia’s eyes.

“You really love her, don’t you?” Lia’s cousin questioned

“I’m going to marry her.”

[luveline]

i’ve been needing some more Spence in my life can I request something w him very fluffy and soft and lovely and wonderful I have no plot I’m so so sorry but you’re a genius please pick up my slack<333

thank u for ur request angel! fem!reader

Spencer is surprising, occasionally. He must have really missed you while you were apart, all five days and seven hours, because he pulls you so tightly into his arms upon seeing you that your heels lift up from the floor. Your laugh is a squeal and you scramble to keep purchase, clinging to him rather than have your full weight topple him over. 

"Hey, Spence!" you say brightly. "You didn't text me to say you were back! What's up with that?" 

"I knew you'd be here. Didn't wanna waste time texting," he says, sounding just as happy as you, his face crushed to the side of your head, the bridge of his nose against your ear. 

"Ah, because texting slows down the speed of the car you're in," you tease, moving back onto proper footing. It creates a gap between your faces, enough to see how tired he looks. 

Spencer hums and smiles despite his dark circles. It's a very vulnerable expression, almost hopeful. Sometimes you think he's worried that, in your time apart, your affection has lessened for him, like a few days is enough to realise he's not worth it. But that would never happen, because he's more than worth it. He deserves to know that. 

You stroke hair out of his face softly with your pinky finger, tucking it behind his ear, your hand pausing against his neck. "I'm glad you're home safe. I can stop worrying about you." 

"For a few days," he says with a wince. 

"Lucky me," you say sincerely. 

He dives in for another hug. You think you might love that most about him, how when he's missed you, all that he wants is to be close to you, choosing a hug over a kiss nine times out of ten. He's a little taller than you and you feel it in moments like this, his arm behind your neck to lock you in, his lips pressed to the highest point of your cheek. 

"It's concerning to me that you didn't hear me come in," Spencer says. "And that you didn't lock your door. You know forty percent of home invasions happen during the day?" 

"I wish I didn't know that now," you say. "You'd protect me, though." 

"With what?" he asks incredulously. 

You giggle and lean away from his embrace. He sounds genuinely confused as to what you're expecting from him, which is funny —he's a special agent for the FBI. "Just because you don't bring a gun home doesn't mean you can't look after us, Spence. I've heard all the stories, remember." 

"Exaggerated by Rossi after a glass of Chambertin." 

He's laughing by the time he finishes his sentence, infected by your giddy smile, his arms settling now behind your back. He hasn't quite mastered the art of casual intimacy; every touch from him is loaded with meaning and sincerity alike. 

You look up into his face. "I trust you, but I'll lock the door next time. Is it really forty percent? That seems high." 

Spencer loads up a spiel of statistics for you, listing them succinctly but interweaving correlations he clearly thinks you'll find interesting. He doesn't gloss over the scary stuff or the convoluted math. You're reeling by the time he's done. But happy, completely, in the circle of his arms. 

"I missed you," you say. 

Spencer looks surprised. "I missed you more," he says, matter-of-fact. 

You shake your head gently. "No. You didn't." 

Spencer dips his head down for a soft kiss. Your eyes shutter closed, your hand leaping for his cheek. He kisses you so sweetly that you think, Maybe he did miss me more. 

His thumb presses into your hip, his kiss ramping in urgency, and you fail to think about anything after that. 

[shieldofiron]

For @stmarchmm day 20- Alpha Drop

Blade of Grass

Omegaverse Harringrove rated E.

Also on Ao3 here

TW: Mpreg mentioned, but in discussion.

Every single time Steve thinks he’s gonna be mad.

It’s a hard habit to break, especially when they slip from friends with benefits to something nebulous and unclear. Alpha/omega shit, something semi feral and fragile and confusing, the kind of thing that has Billy’s hoodie hanging out in Steve’s nest, Steve’s birth control in the glove box of Billy’s car. They see each other weekly, Billy texts that he’s obsessed with Steve practically daily.

The thing is, most alphas don’t like that stuff, that clingy stuff. That needy stuff. The sort of stuff Steve excels at, and that he expects to be punished for.

Billy pulls out and Steve stuffs his fingers inside, trying to keep it all in, and waiting for the other shoe to fall. It’s uncivilized, breaks the scale on clingy and weird. But Billy just makes a little sound, pecking Steve’s blushing cheek and flopping over on his side. Unbothered apparently.

Heats are gentle, for the first time in Steve’s life, because Billy doesn’t even try to stop him. Doesn’t bring him those nasty health food omega shakes that his parents used to get him that he loathes. Doesn’t shy away from knotting, he does it as much as Steve wants, maybe a little more than Steve expected. He’s uninhibited, wild and rough and it makes Steve feel so safe.

So safe he forgets to be scared.

And he doesn’t pull away when Steve starts-

“Knot me, God, I just want to- Billy- want you to make me so full, so fucking full-“ Steve tries to bite it back, but, “breed me, Billy, I need it, I need to be-“

Billy just chuckles, thrusting deeper, ever deeper. “Color me shocked, Prettiest.”

Steve swallows.

“You gonna keep it inside, honey? You gonna-“

He breaks off because Steve tightens down, hard, so hard his muscles actually hurt with it. He gasps like it’s the first breath of air that he’s had in eternity.

“Yes you are, you’re so good, gonna be a good fucking oma,” Billy growls. It’s not a knot it’s Steve, so tight there’s no chance of moving.

Steve mewls, struggling against it, like he has even a chance not to come. Like he isn’t already squirting, thinking about hoodies in nests and some nebulous future that he wants to hold onto with both needy, greedy hands. Heat prickles over his skin in a wave and he’s burning with it.

“Gonna be, gonna be mine, aren’t you?”

Steve cries out, writhing like a fish on a line, riding Billy hard into the mattress, and comes so hard his vision blacks out at the sides.

When he comes to, heat fever broken, Billy looks wrecked, not in a sex way either. His eyes are wet with tears and Steve can tell that if they weren’t knot-locked, Billy would be long gone.

“A-are you mad? It was just talk I’m still on my birth control,” Steve says quickly.

Billy shakes his head, leaning up on his elbows. “No. I’m not mad.”

“Then what-“

Billy's face crumples, and Steve trembles to see it. He's never seen Billy like that since the floor of starcourt, when he wouldn't stop saying he was sorry until he was loaded into the ambulance.

Steve finds himself with arms full of an absolutely sobbing alpha. Billy’s crying and shaking so hard his earring whacks against Steve’s mouth.

He pets along Billy’s back. “Billy.”

It takes a long time, Billy seems to have gone back to that nowhere place between lift and death.

“S-sorry, sorry, sorry-“ Billy can’t seem to stop saying it.

"Billy, it's ok. It's gonna be ok." Steve tries for words, but mostly he just holds Billy tight, waits for the sobs to subside and Billy to relax just a little.

Steve soothes, petting his hands through slightly frizzy curls. “What... happened? What’s wrong?”

“I dunno,” Billy spits, kind of mean, but he’s burying his face in Steve’s neck and taking big heaving breaths.

Steve strokes along his back, taking in the quiet room around them. Billy’s new apartment is so spare and empty, there’s not a lot to look at. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

Billy trembles. “Maybe I-“

Steve waits, not sure where this is going and hating how long it’s taking to get there.

“I… it’s not just talk, to me. I mean not that I’m gonna do anything about it, not without… I…”

Steve frowns. “I don’t understand-“

“I want pups. With you. And that’s… terrifying.” Billy stares at him with wide eyes. “Aren’t you… mad?”

Steve blinks. “Are you terrified because of your dad?”

“Yeah. I want pups but… I don’t know if I should,” Billy whispers.

“Why not?” Steve blurts.

He falls frustratingly silent.

Steve bites his lip before venturing forward, pushing down the anxiety that Billy will be mad. “I want that too. I mean, I always have. I’ve always wanted pups. A lot of pups, actually.”

Billy sniffle-snorts. “I’ve noticed.”

“But… only with someone I care about. Someone I really,” Steve swallows. “Love.”

“Oh.” Billy says, and it’s so pathetic sounding that Steve actually laughs a little.

Steve gathers Billy’s cheeks in his hands.

“I love you, Billy.”

Blue eyes go wide. “Oh.”

“And… not now. But maybe… soon-“

Steve’s cut off by a blissed out, open mouthed kiss. Billy pours into Steve whatever feeling had overwhelmed him and all Steve has to do is hold on through the current, clinging to Billy’s shoulder.

“I love you Steve,” He pants it, hot between kisses. Semi feral, just like how he always is, and Steve revels in it.

“You’re my alpha,” Steve moans when this turns into riding Billy’s knot, “mine, mine.”

“Yours... fuck... love when you get mean with me, baby," Billy whispers. "Love you, love you."

[lulunothulu]

Water Balloon Fight

Summary: Bradley’s always keeping you on your toes. Today happened to be a hot ass day, leading him to bring out the big guns… literally.

Contents: just pure fun and fluff, some swearing, mentions of sex

A/N: GIIRLLL I was giggling and kicking my feet writing this 😂 ENJOYYYYYY!!!!!! And don’t be afraid to ask for requests!!!

Bradley had a rough day at work today. Not only was it hot as shit, but he’d been doing push-ups all day because of a bet Payback made with Maverick. So as soon as he was off work, he went straight to Walmart and loaded up on water balloons.

Why? Because he could.

Aaaand because he had to get back at you for the prank you pulled on him this morning.

You had left a Halloween mask on the couch and made it look like it was you. Nearly scared the living shit out of him when he went to kiss you goodbye for the day.

But now it was his turn to get revenge.

He knew you’d be home a little later than normal so he set everything up, Home Alone-style.

Balloons in a bucket over the garage door, water guns set up and pointed at said door, the works.

He changed into some swim trunks and left the red bikini he loved seeing you in on the small table by where you park in the garage. He only hoped you’d read the note he scrawled out before walking into the house.

The note reads:

Hey baby, do you mind changing into this? I really wanna try something tonight ;) leave your stuff in the car, I’ll get it after.

When he hears the garage door open almost an hour later, his heart begins pounding into his chest and the giddiness bubbles up his throat in anticipation.

Finally, he hears you giggle to yourself and some shuffling before the doorknob on the garage door twists. And in slow motion, he watches as the door opens to reveal a bikini-ed you beaming at him before a plastic bucket of water balloons falls on you, soaking you up in seconds.

Your eyes squint and mouth opens in surprise, causing him to laugh hysterically.

“BRADLEY BRADSHAW!” You scream at the top of your lungs. “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?”

Before he could even get out of the way, you’re running and grabbing a water gun from the kitchen counter and running at him, sliding all over the tiled floor. Shaking the laughter out of his system, Bradley runs to the front door and swings the door open, you following close behind.

“When I get my hands on you, you’ll be sorry!” You yell as you chase him around the front yard.

“Oh, I’d love to see your hands all over me,” he yells over his shoulder.

“Fucker, stop running so fast!” You say, pointing your gun at him and spraying his back with water.

He yelps in laughter before turning around and spraying you with two hand guns he kept in his shorts elastic, causing you to yelp right back at him in a fit of giggles.

Seeing the smile on your face was definitely worth all of this.

You keep spraying until he’s good and soaked, stopping with your hands up in defeat.

“I’m out,” you breathe. “You win this time, Bradshaw.”

“Well, well, well,” Bradley drawls. “Looks like Mr. Bradshaw won this round, Mrs. Bradshaw.”

He struts up to you, a wide smile on his face, before he leans down and kisses you ‘hello’.

“Hi, Buttercup,” he tells you after he pulls away from your kiss. “Let’s go take a bath and you can tell me all about your day.”

With a swift motion, you’re laid over his shoulder and being ran into the house, water trailing from the front door to the bathroom.

A/N: She’s short and sweet but she did a lot of things to my soul 😂 p.s. what’s the magic word? (Check the tags)

[cheesysoup-arlo]

Like a dog pt. 1

(pt. 2)

Regina x reader angst?

Warnings: toxic Regina, slur (use of the word lesbo)

I listened to this song for most of the writing process lol

You loved Regina. You loved her so much and you would do anything for her. She was your girlfriend. She wouldn’t tell anyone that but you knew it and that was enough for you.

You’ve noticed Regina being a little more distant than usual since Cady joined the plastics. You didn’t think much of it until rumors of Aaron and Regina dating started spreading.

While hanging out at Regina’s house (with the plastics) you decided to try and bring it up. “Hey Gina, um I-“ before you could even get your words out Regina snapped “What (Y/N)” she said rolling her eyes. “You know never mind I’m probably being ridiculous” you say worried she’ll get mad “No, spit it out, Now” she demanded. “Um so I’ve been hearing rumors that you and Aaron are dating, I know us dating is a secret (only you and the plastics know) but I thought we were only seeing each other?” You say kind of rambling and nervous. “Oh my god you’re being ridiculous” Regina said annoyed “get over yourself, you’re a secret for a reason, people can’t know I’m some lesbo like you and Janis that would be gross” you suddenly felt really small and unwanted something that you weren’t used to feeling especially when you were with your girlfriend. “Yeah, right, exactly, I don’t even know why I brought it up, sorry” you mumbled out. “God you’re so insecure sometimes” Regina says leaning in to kiss you. You kiss her, the mean things she said don’t matter as much as that kiss. Kissing her soft sweet lips meant everything to you.

The next day at school you’re putting your stuff in your locker when Regina calls you over. “(Y/N) come” Regina commanded “Yes?” You say confused walking over to her, she normally doesn’t talk to you much at school. “Gretchen was right you are like a dog, you come crawling to me whenever I call” she laughs a little with her friends. “Ok bye bye puppy, see you later” she says waving you away and laughing. You go to the bathroom to cry. Why was your girlfriend being like this? Doesn’t she love you? You lost track of time while crying and missed class. You wipe your tears, trying to make yourself look presentable before your only class with Regina. When you walk into class you see Regina. You’re not as excited as you normally are but seeing her makes you a little happy even if she’s being mean to you. Regina notices you and says, “come here puppy come sit” she points to the seat next to her and of course you follow. Regina pulls you in for a kiss, she never does that in public so you were shocked. “Regina there’s people” you say worried. She rolls her eyes “just be grateful I kissed you” you decide being quiet would be the better option. Regina’s behavior confused you. “Meet me at my car during lunch” Regina whispered in your ear. You just nod. Lunch was after next period. When the bell rang you packed up your things to head to art. You bumped into someone. “Ow fuck sorry” you say picking up the stuff you dropped. “It’s ok” says a familiar voice. “Oh hi Janis” “hi (Y/N), heading to art?” “Um yeah, you know I sit like right behind you” “yeah I know but sometimes you ditch so I was just curious” Janis jokes making you laugh a little. You two walk to art together, talking a little about your recent projects. Rumors start spreading when the two openly out lesbians are seen walking together in the halls and laughing. You don’t go on your phone in art. So to your surprise when you open your phone after the bell rings for lunch and see loads of messages and post about you and Janis. And two text from Regina

Regina 💕: get your ass to my car

Regina💕: NOW

uh oh she’s angry. You run to her car. “Hey Regina” “get in the car” you do what you’re told. “So you’re cheating on me?” “WHAT NO” “oh come on (Y/N) why else would you be talking and giggling with Janis” “um maybe because I have art with her” “I don’t want to see you around her anymore” she kisses you then continues “you’re mine” you blush due to her possessiveness even if she only talked like this in private. “All yours” you say. She kisses you again. “Oh one more thing, don’t bring up Aaron anymore he’s being like so annoying and tried to kiss me” “ok” you say leaning in to kiss her again. She kisses you back kinda rough, biting your bottom lip then sticking her tongue in your mouth to assert dominance. You moan. “Oh you like that” Regina chuckles. You’re embarrassed and hide your face. She grabs you chin and makes you look at her “I want you to come over tonight after the girls leave” “ok?” You say a little confused “you’re gonna be a good little puppy and do whatever I say, ok?” You nod. “Good, now get out, I’ll see you tonight.” You leave a little confused but also excited because you get to see Regina later.

A/N: this has been in my notes app for like 3 days because I couldn’t tell if this was worth posting but here you go

[winchesterwild78]

The Ranch

Master List

Characters: Jensen-cowboy, single dad, x Reader-city girl moved to country to get away from it all

Warnings: language, angst, mention of death.

A/N: A short little story featuring our favorite green eyed cowboy, not an actor in this, lives on a ranch in Texas, is a widower with 3 kids. Reader is a city girl who moves to the country to get away from her ex and start a new life. She takes a job on the ranch and things develop between her and the cowboy. Internal dialogue in italics.

So much love and thanks to @cheynovak for the idea. ♥️ All work is my own. No disrespect to anyone, this is a work of fiction. Real names are used, but again this is a work of fiction. Sorry the 1st part is so long, just setting up the story.  Do not take my work

Minors DNI 18+

“I already told you, we are through. I can’t keep doing this with you. I feel like I’m banging my head against the ceiling and anytime I talk to you about it, you tell me I’m overreacting or you ask me some bullshit like is it that time of the month. Who the fuck does that? I’m done, Alex.” 

“Please, Y/N, don’t throw away 4 years over a little disagreement.” You scoffed, “A little disagreement?! Is that what you call it? No, fuck that. All I did was bring up marriage and you acted like I asked you to rob a bank or something. We’ve been together 4 years, we live together, was it really too much to ask when we might get married? I want to get married, have children. All the things you said you wanted too. I guess you lied just to get me to move in with you.” 

You stormed into your bedroom, grabbed a suitcase and started packing. Grabbing clothes, toiletries and other important things and throwing them in the suitcase. You were beyond pissed. Alex walked in the bedroom, “Come on, you’re not really leaving. You’re just pissed and throwing a tantrum.” “Fuck you, Alex!”

Pushing past him you went into the living room and grabbed family pictures and stuffed them into your bag. You took the apartment key off your key ring and placed it on the counter. “I told you, I’m done.” You grabbed your stuff and walked out, closing the door behind you. 

Loading up your car you just drove. You had no idea where you were going, but you needed to get away. After hours on the road, you pulled into a little diner that had a hotel near it. It wasn’t the biggest, fanciest hotel, but you were exhausted. 

Climbing out of the car you went to the office of the hotel. Ringing the bell a sweet older lady came out and greeted you with a smile. “Howdy, young lady. Do you need a room?” “Yes, ma’am. If you have any available.” “Yes, darlin’ I have a few left. Is it just you?” “Yes, ma’am, it’s just me.” She had you fill out the guestbook and handed you the key. “Why don’t you head next door and grab a bite to eat. You looked starved.” She smiled sweetly at you. You nodded, thanked her and left.

You grabbed your bag and headed to your room. Unlocking the door you noticed it was a typical hotel room, but it was clean and looked well taken care of. You put your bag down and laid on the bed. It was so comfortable, you could just fall asleep right then. 

Your stomach grumbled, so you decided to check out the diner. Grabbing your purse and jacket, you stepped outside and walked towards the diner. When you entered, a bell above the door rang and you were greeted by the waitress, “Howdy, just sit anywhere you’d like.” You nodded and took a seat in the booth near the back. 

The waitress who greeted you walked over and smiled, “Hey hon, what can I get you to drink?” She asked as she handed you the menu. “I’ll have water with lemon, please.” “Sure thing, hon. Take your time and I’ll be back.” You looked over the menu and because you were so hungry everything looked so good. You decided on a burger and fries, just keeping it simple. 

The waitress, Cindy, came back with your water, “Do you know what you want?” “Yes, ma’am, I’ll have a cheeseburger with fries please.” “Anything else?” “No, that’s it, thank you.” “Okay, coming right up.” She walked away and put in your order. 

Everyone here seems so nice. It’s a nice place too. Out in the country, far away from the city, and away from Alex. I wonder if anyone here is hiring. 

“Excuse me, Cindy?” Cindy walked over to you, “Yes, honey, do you need anything?” “Yeah, I’m new to the area, kinda relocating here. Do you know anyone that’s hiring or anyone that has a room to rent?” “Well, the only person I know of off the top of my head that’s hiring is Ackles’ Ranch. They have a live in ranch hand position they are trying to fill. Have you ever worked on a Ranch, honey?” “No, I haven’t, but I’m a fast learner.” 

“I tell you what, I’ll give Jensen a call and tell him to be expecting you tomorrow morning. Maybe he would be willing to give you a trial basis.” “Oh my goodness, thank you so much.” “You’re welcome sweetie, now eat up.” She set your food down in front of you. 

You ate your food, paid your bill and thanked her again. Cindy gave you the address and phone number for the Ranch and told you Jensen, Mr. Ackles was expecting you tomorrow morning. You took the information and thanked her again. Leaving the diner you went back to your room to shower and get ready for bed. 

Excitement coarse through your body. Surely you could handle working on a Ranch, right? After your shower, you climbed into bed and fell asleep quickly. Before too long your alarm was waking you up. Turning it off you got out of bed and started to get dressed. You pulled on jeans, a t-shirt, and your boots. Grabbing the Ranch information, your purse and your keys, you headed to your car. 

Your body tingled with anticipation as you drove towards the address. After about 30 minutes, your car pulled up to two large, wrought iron gates, one with a large “A” and the other with a large “R” on it. A small sign to the side said “Ackles Ranch”. You buzzed the call box and waited.

“Hello, can I help you?”, a voice came over the speaker. “Yes, hello, my name is Y/N, Cindy called Mr. Ackles and he’s expecting me.” “Okay, come on in.” The gates opened, and you drove up the long driveway. 

Finally arriving at the main house, you were taken back by how beautiful it was. You parked your car and stepped out. As you turned to look around the beautiful land, you saw a man riding up to you on a horse. The horse was breathtaking, chestnut colored coat, well taken care of, and the rider was just as breathtaking. He hopped off and the first thing you noticed was his piercing green eyes. 

The man walked over to you, his legs slightly bowed, but he was tall and broad shoulders. You bit your lip. His jeans hugged him in all the right places, and his shirt stretched across his chest like it was clinging on him for dear life. His biceps, large, peaked out the bottom of the sleeves. He had sandy brown hair, and a beard that was perfectly shaped. He was absolutely breathtaking. 

The man extended his hand, “Good mornin’, my name is Jensen, you must be Y/N. Miss Cindy told me you’d be coming.” You shook his hand, “Yes, hi, I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you, Jensen.” 

As soon as you shook his hand, 3 adorable children came bounding out of the house, “Daddy! You’re back!” He dropped to his knees and hugged the children. It melted your heart and made you smile. His son looked at you, “Daddy, who’s she?” Jensen looked up at you and introduced you to his children. “It’s so nice to meet you guys.” You smiled at them.

The kids went to play, as Jensen led you in the house to talk. During the conversation you learned he was a widower and he and his late wife had started the ranch when they got married. He has all sorts of animals, but the ones you would be in charge of the most were his children. You laughed when he said that. He smirked at you, thankful you had a sense of humor. “Now I’m gonna be honest with you, I need help around the ranch, but I also need help with the kids. Do you have any experience with either?” “Well, I grew up in the city, so I’m not too familiar with duties on a Ranch, but I did a lot of babysitting. When my mom would go away on business I would be responsible for my younger siblings. They are 8 and 9 years younger than me. I would feed them, get them to school, wash clothes and clean the house, while mom was gone. I might not know much about animal care, but I’m a fast learner.” 

“Well, what about family, or a husband? Will they be okay with you living here with me and the kids? The position comes with a room too.” I haven’t lived at home for a few years, and I’m not married, no boyfriend either.” Jensen nodded, “well, Y/N, I’m willing to give you a shot, what do you think?” “I’d love to. I can’t promise I’ll be perfect, but I’m always willing to learn.” “That’s all I ask. Now, let me show you the Ranch and your room.” 

The two of you stood up and you followed him outside. He jumped in a truck and told you to hop in. He drove to the biggest barn first and showed you the horses, then he drove to the smaller barns and you saw the other animals. The land was huge. 

Jensen drove further back on the property to a huge lake. “This is our favorite spot. The kids love to swim here, but they know not to come near this without an adult.” “It’s beautiful, Jensen.” You smiled softly. 

A little while later, you and Jensen arrived back at the house. He introduced you to the small staff in the house, and formally introduced you to his kids. They were excited you were staying. He took you on a tour of the house and showed you the kitchen, dining room, the kids’ rooms, his room, and the last room he stopped at was your new room. 

He pushed the door open and stepped to the side, letting you walk in. You gasped softly. This room was practically bigger than your last apartment. “So you have your own private bathroom too. I hope this room is to your liking. If you find you need anything, let me know.” “Jensen, the room is perfect, you have an amazing home, thank you.” Jensen smiled softly and nodded, “I’ll let you get settled. Clif already brought your stuff up. Lunch will be ready in about half an hour. I hope you will join us.” You nodded, and he left. 

You explored the room. There was a large walk-in closet, a king sized bed in the center of the room, with tables on either side, a matching dresser and chest. On the opposite wall you noticed two large glass doors. You walked over, unlocked them and stepped out on the balcony. You noticed two chairs. The view was breathtaking. It overlooked the backyard, and you noticed the kids outside playing. Jensen’s son looked up seeing you, smiled and waved. You smiled and waved back. 

Stepping back into the room, you decided to unpack. Walking into the bathroom you looked around, not believing this was really your bathroom. It was just as beautiful as the bedroom. It featured a double vanity, a stand up shower with glass doors and a separate soaker tub. The floor was a beautiful tile that could be heated. You were in complete awe of this room. 

You had finished unpacking and as you sat down on the bed your phone rang. Looking at the screen you saw it was Alex. You sighed and answered. “Hello, Alex.” “Y/N, baby, I’m sorry. Please come home. We can get married, have babies. Whatever you want.” You let out a long sigh, “Alex, it doesn’t work that way. You don’t want to get married and have children. You made that clear. I’ve waited and never pushed. You knew when we got together that’s what I wanted. We talked about it, and you said that’s what you wanted too.” 

The line was silent, “Baby, I do want to get married and have kids. I just wanted to be selfish and keep you to myself for a while longer. I love you, Y/N. I don’t want to live without you.” Silent tears started falling from your eyes. You still loved Alex, he was the man you’d wanted to have children with, but he broke your heart. You took a breath, “I know you do Alex, but that’s still not enough. I need to go, I’m expected back at work. Good bye, Alex.” 

You hung up and sat on the bed and cried. A soft knock on the door pulled you back to reality. You wiped your face and stood up, walking over you opened the door, and Jensen was standing there. His face instantly fell when he noticed you’d been crying. “Y/N, are you okay?” “Yeah, sorry. I'm just dealing with some personal stuff. I promise it won’t affect my job.” He placed his hand on your upper arm, “Hey, it’s okay. We all have things we have to deal with. I’m here if you need to talk.” His hand on your arm sent goosebumps all over your body. You took a deep breath, “Thank you, Jensen. I appreciate it.” You offered him a soft smile. “Okay, I came up here to let you know lunch was ready if you were hungry.” “Yeah, that sounds perfect.”

You followed Jensen to the dining room and found his children already eating. He motioned for you to sit down, he pulled your chair out and you sat down. Jensen took the seat at the head of the table, opposite of you. Lunch was filled with excited chatter, the kids asking you questions, trying to get to know you, and you answered them as quickly as they were asked. 

Jensen spoke up, “Guys, let Y/N eat. You have plenty of time to get to know her. You three need to finish eating too. You have chores to finish.” Jensen’s son looked over at you, “Miss Y/N, do you have any kids?” Before you could answer Jensen spoke up, “Zep, what did I just say?” He looked at his father and hung his head. You softly touched Zep’s arm, “No, I don’t, but I’d like to have some one day.” You smiled at him and looked up at Jensen, who offered you a soft smile. 

After lunch was done, the kids cleared their plates and you walked into the kitchen. You weren’t sure if your duties included washing the dishes, but it was something you were used to, so you filled the sink with water. 

Jensen walked in the kitchen and saw you at the sink. He smiled to himself, and he felt his heart warm a little. “Hey, Y/N, you don’t have to wash those. I was about to do it.” You looked over at him, his piercing green eyes looking into your y/e/c eyes. Your breath hitched. “Well, how about I wash and you rinse.” You smiled at him, and he nodded. 

There was a slightly uncomfortable silence that filled the room. Jensen cleared his throat, “I appreciate you answering the kids’ questions. They can be relentless. If you ever get uncomfortable with their questions, just tell them to chill.” “They are fine Jensen, kids are naturally curious, and I’m fine with sharing my life with them.” He nodded and smiled. 

The two of you finished washing the dishes and he showed you where everything went. Once the kitchen was done, Jensen told you to feel free to explore and relax. 

Deciding to just explore the house you walked into the family room and noticed all the pictures on the walls. You saw pictures of Jensen and the kids, pictures of other people, whom you assumed to be the rest of the family, and then you saw pictures of a young, beautiful woman. Her smile was bright and her eyes sparkled. 

You realized this was Jensen’s wife. There were pictures of their wedding day, pictures of her holding the kids and family pictures of the 5 of them. You never asked Jensen what happened to his wife, you just knew she had died. 

You were too busy looking at the pictures to notice Jensen standing in the doorway watching you. “Her name was Danneel, we called her Dee.” Jensen said as you picked up a picture of his wife. You jumped a little, “She’s beautiful.” You smiled at him.

“Yeah, she was beautiful, inside and out. We miss her so much, especially Zep. He was a mama’s boy.” “I’m so sorry, Jensen. If you don’t mind me asking, what happened?” Jensen sighed and you could hear the shake in his breath. “It was just a terrible accident. She was climbing a ladder, trying to put something up in the horse barn, she slipped, fell and hit her head. I was gone into town to get supplies and by the time I got home and found her, she was gone. The twins were 4 and JJ was 7.” You touched Jensen’s arm, “I am so sorry, Jensen. That sounds awful.” A tear slipped out of his eye, and he quickly wiped it away. “Thank you, Y/N. It’s been a rough few years, but every day it gets a little easier. I know the pain will never go away, and some days it’s harder than others, but she gave me 3 amazing children and for that I’m grateful.” 

“They are great kids, and have an amazing father too.” You smiled at Jensen and sat on the couch. He took a seat beside you. The two of you sat and talked the rest of the afternoon, getting to know each other and you learned how he ended up on such a gorgeous ranch. “So, Y/N, what brings a city girl to the country, and if you don’t mind me asking, what made you so upset earlier?” 

You bit your lip and took a deep breath. Figuring you needed to be honest with him. “Well, my ex Alex and I had been together for 4 years. When we first started dating we both wanted the same thing in the future, marriage and children. The past year I’d brought up marriage and kids a few times and it would always end in a huge fight. I just got tired of waiting and being strung along. So I left. I was upset earlier because he called me, begging me to come back. He said we could get married and have kids. I told him no. It broke my heart. I love him, and saw myself married to him and having his children. Now, it’s over, but I promise it won’t affect my job or ability to take care of your children.” 

Jensen grabbed your hand, “I know it won’t. I’m sorry you went through that. For what it’s worth, he’s a fool.” Your eyes shot up to him and he smiled. A blush creeped across your face. No! Don’t you dare. He’s your boss, a widower, and has responsibilities. He’s just being polite and you just went through a breakup. “Thank you, Jensen.” 

The rest of the day was uneventful. You played with the kids, and noticed Zep was glued to your side. He was such a sweet boy, and he looked just like Jensen. His sisters were just as sweet, JJ was excited to show you their favorite things to do outside, and Arrow was very reserved when it came to you. She definitely had some walls up. Not that you could blame her. 

Later that night after the kids were tucked into bed, Jensen invited you out to the back deck to sit around the fire pit. Before you went outside, you grabbed a throw blanket and your water. As you opened the sliding glass door you noticed Jensen sitting with a glass of whiskey in his hand. The fire burning brightly and the flames casting dancing shadows on his face. 

You stepped out and he stood. “Glad you decided to join me.” He smiled as he sat down. “Thanks for inviting me.” You sat down in the chair beside him. You watched as he took a sip of the amber liquid. As he took the small glass up to his mouth, you saw his lips part slightly, and the amber liquid ran into his mouth. You saw him swallow, and his Adam's apple bobbed as the liquid ran down his throat. As he pulled the glass away, you saw his tongue lick his lips slightly. He looked over at you and you quickly looked away. 

He smirked as a blush creeped across your face. Jensen grabbed another glass and poured you some, “here, to help take the edge off.” You nodded and took the glass. Jensen lifted his glass to you, “To new beginnings.” He clinked your glass. “To new beginnings.”, you said back to him. You took a sip of the amber liquid and felt the burn down your throat. 

*Jensen’s POV*

I can’t believe she accepted the invitation to join me out here tonight. She’s been so great with the kids today, and with me. I really think this is going to work out. She’s definitely guarded, but who can blame her. When she blushes it’s so adorable, especially when I catch her watching me. She’s a very beautiful woman too, and she is so sweet and kind. Damn, her lips on that glass, her tongue licking her lips. Wow! Oh, shit, Jensen, get it together. You’re her boss.

A few hours later, the fire was dying, and you were tired. “Well, Jensen, thank you for a wonderful evening, but I think I’m going to head to bed.” Jensen stood up, “Yeah, thank you for the company. It was nice to have an adult to talk to. Sleep well, Y/N, and if you need anything I’m right down the hall.” You thanked him again and walked in the house. As you entered the kitchen, you turned and looked at him again. He was still standing and ran his fingers through his hair. You sighed and climbed the stairs. 

You went to your room, got ready for bed and crawled in the huge bed. Before too long you were drifting off to sleep. For the first time in a long time, you felt like you were exactly where you were supposed to be. 

Part 2

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Eddie is going to make everyone late.

Look: he really thinks most of it isn't his fault. He'd covered for somebody on B shift Tuesday, so he'd only had 24 hours off and he'd had to sleep through a good chunk of it, so laundry went a little by the wayside, leading to him tossing a frantic load into the washer at 5 am when he realized he had no clean work clothes. And, again, he’d covered that Tuesday shift after a 12 hour on Monday, so it’s reasonable that he forgot how dire the toothpaste situation was. The look Chris had given him when he said they needed to run to the store right now at bright and early 6 am would have withered a lesser soul, so at 6:04 Eddie, still in sweatpants and wearing ratty old slides is running down the block solo to grab whatever they have at the nearest corner store. He winces as he grabs the baking soda kind (Chris hates it) and books it back to the house, trying to breathe through the waves of oh god I’m a terrible father who left my kid alone and forgot about dental hygiene.

The house is considerably more crowded when he gets back to it. First, Chimney is lugging a dresser up the front stairs.

“What- hey- what-“ Eddie grabs the bottom of the thing, hastily shoving the toothpaste in his pocket. “What’s this?”

Chim tilts his head at him. “We were getting rid of it and you said you could use a new dresser, remember? I texted you I was coming to drop it off.”

Eddie’s phone is probably dinging away uselessly on his bedside table. “Right, yeah, sorry. There was a toothpaste emergency. Uh, thank you, we can just-“

Before he can come up with some way to finish that sentence, Carla opens the door. He hadn’t even seen her car, shit, he hopes there’s no calls right away when they get to work because he’s clearly not slept enough and should lay down again as soon as possible.

“Oh!” She says, surprised and cheerful. “Why don’t you bring that into the living room. I put your clothes in the dryer, Eddie, I figured if you were running the wash this early it was an emergency.”

Well thank god somebody has a plan and knows whats happening. He and Chim set the dresser next to a wall someplace as out of the way as they can get, and then Eddie points at Carla. “Thank you,” he says, trying to put as much sincerity into the words as possible, before pivoting to head down the hall to find Chris. Its not a long journey, the kid standing right around the corner. Eddie hands him the toothpaste. “There you go.”

Chris scrunches his nose. “Baking soda kind. Gross. And I don’t need it, Dad, Buck brought the good stuff.”

“Buck?”

“Hey.”

Eddie pivots again to look in the kitchen, where the man himself is leaning against the counter drinking a cup of coffee out of his current favorite mug, the one with the squiggly little drawing of a frog and a chicken dancing together. “Hi.” Eddie supposes he isn’t exactly surprised he’s here, Buck is a feature of their household as much as the mug he’s holding is, but he is a little concerned about the amount of people popping out of the woodwork without him noticing. “Anybody else here? Why’d you bring toothpaste?”

Buck grins. “I think you’ve seen everybody now. And you were running out when I was here last, you’ve been busy, figured it might be helpful.”

Eddie nods, a little… wordless, maybe, a little bowled over. “I’m gonna…” he gestures towards the bathroom and limply leaves the conversation. By the time he’s brushed his teeth (it is the good stuff, the pricier name brand arctic fresh, Eddie usually goes for generic spearmint) Chris and Carla are ready to head out the door. Eddie is glancing at the clock and nervously calculating exactly how wet the clothes he’s about to put on are going to be as he says goodbye, leaning to kiss Carla, Chris, and Chim’s cheeks. “Ok, thank you, have a great day at school, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

It takes a few seconds of staring at Chimney’s trying not to laugh face, and listening to Chris’s not-trying-not-to-laugh-at-all guffaws before his brain catches up to his actions. “Oh my god.”

Chimney grins and Eddie shakes his head futilely against the oncoming barrage. "I always knew I was your favorite." He smacks a hand to his cheek and swoons, and Eddie rolls his eyes. "Everyone said it was Buck, but I knew the Han-Diaz love connection was just waiting to happen."

Buck is laughing somewhere behind him, and Eddie wants to see what look is on his face, but instead he rolls his eyes again, harder, and says "I'm going to check on the laundry," and shoos his son out the door before fleeing to the dryer.

Of course it's all still fucking damp. They're already pushing it on time though (maybe if all three of them are late they can unionize against Bobby?) so he shucks his sweats and shimmies his way into the unpleasant cool of his pants. When he emerges from his shirt, wincing, he finds Buck in the hallway with him.

“Chimney says we’re running late and if you don’t hurry up he’s leaving you for dead, no matter your new found love.”

“I know, I know, I just need to find my shoes-“

“I put ‘em by the door,” Buck smiles, and then the smile becomes a grin. “Hey, Eddie.”

“Yeah?” Eddie says with the right amount of apprehension for the situation.

“No goodbye kiss for me?” He tilts his head, grin thoroughly classifiable as shit-eating.

“We’re going to the same place, Buck. I’m probably gonna ride in your car.” He’s absolutely going to ride in his car, they both know it.

“Ah, so is Chimney, he got one.”

And Eddie could defend himself with the reasonable explanation that he just happened to be standing in a row next to the people he’d meant to press his affection onto, or the less reasonable explanation that he only gives goodbye kisses to people whose names start with a C, but instead he says “You want a kiss, Buck?”

And he’s moving before he loses nerve, and Buck is also moving, laughing at him, so again Eddie feels like it’s not entirely his fault when his kiss lands sort of on his cheek but mostly- it’s mostly on his mouth, which is soft and exhaling a little surprised sound against Eddie. They both pull back but maybe not as far as they probably should, if they weren’t them, if Eddie hadn’t spent the last few weeks or maybe years wondering how he could ask Buck to live on the shelf with all the mugs he’s cycled through as favorites. Then Buck darts his head forward, pecking another little kiss to his mouth, and Eddie chases him for a third, and Buck’s hand tangles in his shirt and he says “Oh” into Eddie’s mouth because the fabric is wet under his touch.

“Buckley, Diaz, I’m getting in my car, and I’m not going to defend you to Cap!”

Even at Chimney’s words they don’t entirely jump apart, just slide back a little, stand more firmly facing each other as the front door distantly opens and shuts.

“We’re gonna be late,” Buck says, an awed little smile pulling at his face.

“Yeah,” Eddie says, a little breathless. Maybe he can blame that on the cold clothes. “We should probably get going.”

Buck nods, and barely finishes the motion before Eddie puts his hands on his face and pulls him in for another minty kiss, firm, a promise. Buck is grinning when he backs off and Eddie is sure his face is a mirror image as he ducks around him to go find his shoes.

They’re late. But as Buck settles next to him on the couch, all pressed along his side despite the still damp clothes, Eddie thinks it was worth the wait.

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Southern Charm Chapter 2: Viva Las Vegas

(Jey Uso x OC)

Southern Charm 

Chapter 2: Viva Las Vegas

TW: Mentions of cheating (not Sara/Jey), flashbacks that could be triggering.

18+, mature themes

Warning: Sexual themes

Sara

5:30AM-Tuesday 4/15/25

Her dad was already up and getting ready to leave. She got their breakfast together as she loaded their stuff in the private car Josh had gotten for her. An 45 minute drive to the Norfolk Airport as they loaded their stuff on the jet as they took off for Las Vegas. “Our first time to Vegas huh? And by luck my own daughter is bringing us there. “ She chuckled looking over to her Dad as he spoke “Well let’s just say,Dad, it was a lucky invitation. Otherwise I dont know if we could have afforded it. “ She said honestly to him as he nodded.

10:15AM-Tuesday

They finally landed in Vegas. After getting their bags checked and everything going through TSA. A private car had met them there as they took it to the hotel Caesar’s Palace. “Damn boy, you fancy huh? “ She thought to herself about Joshua as she grinned. She unpacked their bags as she and her Dad then walked around taking a sightseeing tour. Josh had texted her that someone would pick them up for Fanfest, she got in the car as they went to the venue. She had on her pink “Yeet” shirt and jeans. She got another text of where to meet them as she had her Dad follow her along. She then saw Joshua standing there in his blue tank with a black coat and black jeans. His shirt also read “Yeet”. She then saw Jon walk over and go “Twins Uce! And I ain’t even matching with my twin over here. “ Making she and her dad laugh with Jon and Josh. “By the way, Jon, this is my Dad. “ She introduced the two as Jon shook his head “Big Jim you can call me! “ Making her Dad smile and laugh, feeling at ease. 

Jey

Seeing Sara and her Father there warmed his soul, seeing his family there warmed his soul even more. Knowing his whole family was there as he got a text from his Dad “Hey bring your girl and her Dad to our AirBNB, and dont worry, I wont have alcohol there. I know, Uce. “ Joshua had responded with “Sure thing, pop. We’ll be there. “ After doing some signings he met up with Sara and her Dad as they had been keeping company with Jon. He whispered to his brother “Pops invited us and them to his AirBNB. You think she wants to meet the parents? I mean..I’ve already met her Dad. “ Jimmy looked at him and smirked “I think it’s a good idea, our parents are gonna be suspicious. “ Jey looked over at him “You think Ma is gonna like her? You know how protective she is of us, boys. “ Jimmy laughed and smiled “Hell yeah. Everything is going to be fine, brotha. Trust me. “

Sara

Meeting the parents was tonight as she was a little nervous. She slipped on some black slacks and a hot pink shirt and wearing her rhinestone black jacket with pink gems over it and then her boots. She even slipped on her cowgirl hat “Alright, here we go. “ She said as she walked out and met Jey who smirked. She laughed when he joked “Alright cowgirl. We going to a rodeo afterwards? Kidding, you look sexy. “ She giggled as she linked her arm with his “And a sexy ass cowboy to go with it? Hell yeah, Uce. “ They took a car to the AirBNB as they walked in the house as everyone surprised him. His parents smiled welcoming her with open arms. Sara happened to be a big fan of Rikishi, at first she went to shake but instead he pulled her into his arms for a bear hug “Welcome my dear. Joshua has been telling us about you. “ Rikishi smiled as his wife added “You must be very special. We cant get him to shut up about you. “ Everyone laughed including Sara as she looked to his parents, to everyone then back at Joshua “I made an impact, huh? “ She smiled brightly “I’m glad I made a good impact. I fear all my life I’ve made a not so good impact. “ She added

Jey

Seeing his parents reaction to meeting this wonderful, beautiful girl he had just met warmed his heart. Their relationship wasn’t by any means heated just yet. But he wanted his parents and family to know that this beautiful girl made an impact not only on his life, but his heart. He smiled standing with his parents after grace was said and Sara went to make her plate “I’m glad you both like her, she’s just incredible. Met her at a house show by chance and just…I dont know something about her just pulled me her way. “ He said with a grin as his parents just smiled and patted his shoulder. He heard his mom speak up “She seems like a very gracious girl who’s grounded,who’s blossoming into a beauty. You’ve done good my son. “ It warmed Jey’s heart to hear his mother speak that and his Father agreed.  

Sara

She made her plate of bbq and sat down to eat with the family as everyone had introduced themselves. The food looked delicious reminding her of the Southern comfort and cuisine she missed so much. Though she was mindful of her diet as her mother died young from Type 2 diabetes. Sara took a bite of food as she thought the food was delicious, simmering in her mouth with every flavor. After chewing her food and being polite. She said “This is scrumptious. Who’s the cook? “ Rikshi waved his hand as everyone grinned and bursted into laughter when Jimmy added “And I helped, Uce! But Trin made the Mac n cheese. “ He said and winked at his wife. She happened to be sitting next to Trinity as she saw Trinity blush. “Awww come on now, Jon! I’m blushing over here! “ Everyone laughed more. As Trinity whispered to her “Us Southern girls are particular about our food aren’t we? “ Sara giggled and nodded “Hell yeah! You gotta give me some tips though. I fear I’m not as good as my mama was. Dump cake was her thing. I have to make that for our next family dinner. “ She said as she stopped herself “Our next family dinner? “ Hell, this could be the only family function she may be attending as far as she knew. 

Jey

After dinner he found a quiet boardwalk and decided to Sara with him. He enjoyed being around family but knew she wasn’t used to that as he wanted to make her comfortable. She seemed fine but he figured the two of them could get away for a bit. The night sky was lit and the moon shown so bright. The boardwalk was lit with some lights as he knew she was in for a surprise. Earlier he had gone to put rose petals and different flowers around as candles were lit. He hoped she wouldn’t mind, wouldn’t make her uncomfortable. He walked with her down to the end of the boardwalk where the roses and candles were lit as he turned around taking her hands in his as he kissed them softly. The feel of her hands being so ever soft. “I know we only just met, b-but….I-I’m falling hard for you, Sara. I always wanted myself a cowgirl and someone who’s just down to Earth and sweet. When I laid eyes on you, I felt that energy from you. You’re sexy and down to earth, just everything about you, I love. Is it too soon for me…to say I love you? “ He said gently as he didnt want to scare her and make her run away. He knew he probably had one shot at this. “I mean we could take it nice and slow, boyfriend and girlfriend? All I know is…I want you. After my divorce, I never thought I’d find anyone who could ever understand me but you do. “ He said touching her cheeks with his fingertips, his finger running over her lips. He wanted to kiss those lips so bad. 

Sara

“I mean we could take it nice and slow, boyfriend and girlfriend? All I know is I want you? “ Those words to her with that voice of his made her feel weak in the knees. She was thinking of what her Dad would say. Yeah, her dad needed her too. What if she moved him to California with them? “I would be the happiest girl in the world to be your girlfriend, Joshua. “ She said as there were tears in her eyes “Just promise me one thing, if I come out there to Cali, can my Dad come too? “  She said thinking of her father, family mattered to her. “ Before she said anything else Jey gripped her waist and gazed down at her “Of course he can and I’ll check out all the hospitals and doctors he needs. Get you a nice place set up with room for the both of you, he can have his own side of the house and you yours. “ He grinned and she smiled making her feel better “I want him to have his independence yet I also he needs me. Should anything happened. “ Jey smiled at that knowing she had a big heart and was family oriented. 

Jey

“Of course he can come with you, babe. I mean S-….” He looked down only to catch her blushing and smiling as he chuckled “Hey he’s gonna be alright? My family’s got yours, best believe that. “ Then like that that song came on again from a house across the water “I Cant Help Falling In Love With You” by Elvis. He took her in his arms for a slow dance as he gazed into her eyes as he took a chance this time and leaned his face closer into hers as his lips crushed into hers as his arms wrapped around her frame almost lifting her. Realizing their height difference as he smiled to himself. However their lips were still entangled as he teased her by adding a little tongue to the kiss. 

Sara

They were kissing, holy shit! Sara cupped his cheeks and crashed her lips into his letting him take over. She had never been kissed before. As clearly he knew what he was doing as she let out a soft moan in the kiss. “I can get used to this… “ She whispered seeing him smile as she felt him press his head against hers. Joshua said to her “Me too, baby. Me too. “ They both smiled and then shared a laugh when she said “Your family is going to wonder where we ventured off too. “ They both laughed again as Jey spoke “You’re probably right about that. But they’re cool though, they like you. This right here are the people who are most important to me. “ Joshua said with a smile “I’d like for you to meet my boys too. They’re coming here tomorrow. Don’t mind their mom, she’s…” Sara bit her lip as she nodded. The ex-wife, she knew all too well how that went on in her family. Her father’s secret affair with a married woman that alone scared her from relationships for as long as she knew. “It’s okay, Joshua. “ She said with a smile “I’m fearless, afraid of nothing. I’ll be nothing but kind to her as long as she’s kind to me. “ She didnt know Jey’s ex wife so she was probably speaking too soon for herself. She felt herself getting tired as she looked at him “I’m gonna go crash out and watch a movie. You in? “ She smiled at him

Jey

Her fearlessness is what made him smile. Her boldness and being unafraid. He couldn’t wait for her to meet his boys. He just hoped Kecia wouldn’t make a scene and start throwing accusations at him. Their marriage as far as he was concerned was over.  Hearing her ask if he wanted to crash out with her and watch a movie he grinned “Yeet. “ Everyone was already in bed as he came in the house. As he snuck upstairs to where his suite of rooms were as he put on his sweatpants and crop top hopping on the bed as he got them some sweet tea and a few snacks for the movie with some popcorn. “Excuse me popping out all these snacks, Uce. A man gets hungry but I will share with my beautiful lady. “ He said as he grinned watching her walk in. 

Sara

“Hell yeah, Uce. I’ll go change ninto something…more comfortable. “ She said as she went to go change as she slipped on her pajamas. Her SpongeBob shorts and her UsoCrazy tanktop. She came out seeing him laying there as she grinned to herself as she bit her lip thinking “Damn, I would let him take me right there and then. “ But she was mindful and respectful of others being in the home. She was a rather modest girl you can say. She slipped into bed with him as she smiled getting a handful of popcorn before popping some into her mouth as Josh put on Bad Boys 1. “Bad Boys, Bad boys, Whatchu gonna do when they come for you? “ They both sang as they laughed. Jey kept singing “Bad Boys” as she began to relax, feeling very comfortable now. Then, then it happened. 

Jey

Before getting into bed he remembered to lock the door, he looked into her eyes as he kissed her deeply again. Before he continued he said “If I make you uncomfortable or hurt you, tell me to stop. I mean it…” He said as he thought to himself “Shit hold on a sec, mama. “ He went to go grab a condom before he jumped back into bed pulling her close as he kissed her softly “Nice and slow, babygirl. Promise. It might hurt a bit…but let me make it feel better for you. “ He went down spreading her legs wide open flicking his tongue between her folds. Hearing her whimpers and gasps of pleasure. He groaned as her pussy tasted delicious, like the best cake he ever ate.  “Shit babygirl, already getting wet for daddy huh? “ He said smirking

Sara

Holy shit. Things went from 10 to a 100 in a minute. She wanted him bad as she felt his tongue deep inside her now dripping cunt. Careful not to wake anyone up as she whimpered in pleasure. Her body quivering from his tongue, his touch. “Shit, Josh…” Saying his name in a murmur as he sent electric vibes throughout her body. Eager for him as she opened her legs more. Her fingers playing with that beautiful head of hair of his. Admiring the tattoos on his body and his back, feeling his muscled arms. She gazed up at him “Sexy motherfucker.. “ She saw him smirk up at her as he came up kissing her hard. She returned the kiss just as deep as whispered “Now you tryna wake the whole house up you silly man. “ Joshua chuckled “Naw, we dont have to wake them up. There are other ways but tonight, I’m making you mine. “ He smirked as those damn gold grills flashed.

Jey

The taste of her pussy, it tasted like sweet berries to him as he savored the taste in his mouth wanting to remember it for a long time. He enjoyed toying with her and teasing her in his own way “Mm, you’re so perfect, babygirl. Everything about you. And you say I’m your first ever? “ He smirked now feeling more special than ever as he teased her again by flicking his tongue one last time against her soft clit. His hands massaging her thighs and legs, how soft they felt. “Damn girl, doing some things to me over here. Got me going crazy. “ He reached up and kissed her softly and gazed into her eyes “You sure you wanna do this? It’s okay to say no you know. I’m not pressuring you. “ His fingers tracing along her jawline

Sara

This new sensation she was feeling, his tongue against the most sensitive parts of her body was making her feel some type of way. Her legs wrapping around his waist as she gazed into his eyes listening to his words “There’s only one man I’ve dreamed of doing this with and thats you. You’re the only man to ever truly pay attention to me and not make me feel like a joke or a burden. “ She said as she played with his hair, her fingers brushing along his neck admiring his new neck ink and his tattoos “One day you’re going to have to explain to me what all these tattoos mean. I love them, think they are beautiful. “ She said sweetly with a smile.

Jey

“Hell yeah, babe. One day I will, I promise. “ He grinned as he reached up and kissed her softly gazing into her eyes as he cupped her cheeks “Might hurt a little at first but not for long, I promise. More we do it, the better it’ll feel. But I’mma take it nice and slow just for you. “ He then slowly slid inside of her pussy as he groaned as he felt her walls tightened, clenched against him as he closed his eyes grinning. He thrusted gently back and forth till she got used to him. Hearing her soft cries of both pain and pleasure made him more eager. Leaning down to kiss her softly as his tongue explored her mouth. Of course he didnt want to wake everyone else up. 

Sara

“Fuck! “ She murmured as she felt the hot stinging sensation within her body as she bit down on her lip. Holy fuck he was massive and she loved that. Scrawny men weren’t her thing. Burying her face in his neck as she let him take over as the more experienced one, this being her first time. She whispered in his ear “Don’t you dare stop, pretty please… “ Nibbling at his earlobe as she gasped at each movement he made, stifling her noises with kisses to his lips. Raking her nails down his back. She heard him whisper “Sorry mama if I hurt you, it wont hurt for long I promise. “ She felt him trail kisses along her neck. The feel of those cold ass grills along her body felt odd at first but she grew to love it.

Jey

Damn he hadn’t felt this good in a long time. Been with a woman like this in a long time. He knew he probably rushed fast on this one but he wanted to claim her for his own. He didnt want to lose her and was afraid of losing her. His thrusts began to grow more wild after a while as he closed his eyes hearing her soft cries as he smirked when she buried her face in the pillow to stifle the moans. He kissed along every inch of her body. Taking a nipple into his mouth and tasting her. “Damn…”  He thought to himself as he smirked. He teased her by taking a finger and gently sliding it towards her clit rubbing it, almost as if he was playing a piano as he teased her. He whispered in her ear “Feeling used to me a little more now, mama? “ He ran his hands over her body.

Sara

“Feeling used to me more now, mama? “ She heard him say in a whisper as her  S body shivered. “Yeah, and I don’t want it to stop…. “ She smirked against his lips as she kissed him softly as she moaned with each thrust he was giving her. She teased him by pushing her tongue into his mouth, feeling the cold sensation of his grills across her tongue. It felt so nice “Gonna make me cum here real soon, daddy…” She saw him smirk as she felt herself growing wetter as she came for him. He whispered in her ear “That’s my good girl…” They shared a kiss before he rolled off of her as he took her by the hand leading her to the shower as she heard him flip it on. She blu shed as he pinned her gently against the wall kissing her as he looked into her eyes.  Jey smirked as he murmured against her lips “Thought he was done? Nah nah…“ He then gently blifted her by her ass squeezing her ass cheeks firmly in his grasp. He growled as he began fucking her nice and slow.  She was falling hard for this man as she smirked to herself “Joshua, baby…” She said in his ear as his thrusts grew more wild. Her nails digging into his back.

Jey

“Hell yeah, Uce. She’s mine for sure now. Just gotta keep her close… “ He thought to himself as her moans sent shivers down both their bodies. He grunted as he felt himself cum and ran his hands all the way down her body. He pulled her close in for a kiss as he held her close there for just a few minutes catching his breath. Glad to have finally claimed his “Southern Cowgirl”. He brushed his lips against hers kissing her “Didnt hurt you too much did I, babygirl? “ He smirked when Sara replied “Naw. You couldnt hurt me, baby. “ She said as she kissed him lightly. “I’d do anything for you, you know that? “ He looked down at her and smiled and lit up seeing her smile. “I cant wait for you to meet my boys, you know? “ 

Sara

“Cant wait for you to meet my boys. “ He said to her as she thought for a moment “Oh shit. This is really getting serious. “ She thought to herself as she smiled “I would love to meet your boys. Hope their mom wont mind. “ She bit on her lip “Shit, now I did it. “ Thinking to herself as she saw his expression as she then saw him grin as Joshua said “I dont care what their Mom thinks. As far as I’m concerned her opinion no longer concerns me. I just want my boys to meet the woman I’m falling in love with. The woman who is most near and dear to my heart now. “ He said as Sara smiled “I would love that. What are they into? Like games and stuff? Maybe I can get them a gift or something? “ She said to him as Jey replied then “They like the usual stuff Batman, Harry Potter, you know boy stuff. “ They both laughed as Sara said “Theres a Lego store down the street. Maybe I’ll get them something there? “Joshua grinned as he nodded “Hell yeah. “ They went down to the Lego store as she picked out a few Batman and Harry Potter Legos along with the Millennium Falcon as Joshua paid for everything as they walked out. She and Joshua walked out with bags and hand in hand “Thank you for today. I needed that lift. “ She heard him say as he leaned down and kissed her “Let’s get a pizza, babe. It’s on me. “ They smiled walking to dinner. The newest happiest couple on Earth.

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So my favorite character in The Brothers Sun is Taiwan. Like yeah Taiwan has its own shows and movies but it just feels Different to see Taiwan in a big international/American show! It’s SO cool actually and so um here are some thoughts I had and things I Noticed about different Taiwan scenes and things in the show idk

Episode 1

the opening shot of Taipei tells us this is a Thursday- the top of 101 is green and is a different color every day of the week

that corkscrew-shaped apartment building we see Charles living in is kind of an urban legend here in Taipei. They say it’s the most expensive place to live in the city, that each apartment has its own swimming pool, and that there’s an elevator specifically to bring cars up to display in your living room. No idea if the interiors look like that for real though

I was gonna say it’s pretty crazy he has an American-style oven in Taipei bc nobody does but actually in that apartment… yeah he probably would

afaik there’s not a way to (“legally”/officially) stream any of those famous British baking shows here rip

I do wonder if they actually filmed the opening scene in the corkscrew building or if they just really pay attention to detail because the skyline seen out the window matches up to what it would really look like from that part of the city

the shoes, I mean we all know about shoes-off houses but yeah

豆漿. Soy milk. Yeah

They definitely eat Hi-chews in one of these scenes

Episode 2

It makes way more sense for the guys to have snuck out for shaved ice as kids than youtiao… I’m just saying… like would *I* do that yes but it’s usually just like. A thing you eat with soup or breakfast

Episode 3

“Are you sure you can handle-“ “the heat? I’m from Taiwan.” lmfao BITCH Taiwan has some of the blandest cuisine I’ve ever tasted (he does think it’s too spicy tho lol)

“Keelung. A fishing village just north of Taipei.” Okay like I can see how the older generation would call it that but it’s actually a whole ass city…

Episode 5

Not a Taiwan thing but the Maotai made me laugh. It’s like the Coca Cola of Chinese baijiu and imho it’s just as awful as every other brand

Episode 6

ok the episode that made me want to make this list

the Costco shit IS funny because vitamins, baby formula, that’s all the good stuff you want to bring back from abroad BUT actually we have Costco in Taiwan and can easily get a lot of that stuff? This concept imo would fit a lot better for China than Taiwan. It’s still very much a thing to load your suitcase up with baby formula on the way home to China, and there’s actually a huge smuggling business bringing it in through Hong Kong but I digress

Idk why I’m happy to hear Changhua and Douliu mentioned in an American TV show… Seriously, I don’t know. They’re kind of like nowhere places I’ve never even been. I just feel like everyone’s grandparents live there.

Even the way they film Mama Sun on the plane. Like the Mandarin music in the background with the announcement for Taoyuan airport… to me it feels specifically like a transpacific flight to Taiwan lolol but that’s definitely like a bias probably

Okay not to be SO nitpicky but so when she looks out the window on the plane to see Taipei 101 etc I’m not sure about that? The airport is actually in another city and I feel like I usually come in around and over the ocean or something?

But WOW the taxi scene my favorite scene it’s SO visceral and SO Taiwan… the street, the lights, the Cosmed/Mos Burger/7-Eleven, the street noises, like I can FEEL Taiwan through the screen and HER FACE taking it all in I WANT TO SOB

The temple, beautiful like this episode makes me believe Michelle Yeoh is Taiwanese lol

I appreciate the viscerality of the night market shots too but it seemed a bit empty

Okay so Mama Sun’s mom is super rich too based on where she lives which I guess it makes sense. But what I am curious about is the story about why they’re speaking Cantonese because Taiwan has a lot of languages but that’s not one of them like officially at all. I wonder if there’s a character backstory there or they just like. Didn’t want to bother teaching Michelle how to speak Minnan or something

The cemetery too is so fancy, I mean it fits but wow that’s expensive real estate

In the hospital scene, Taipei 101 is lit blue out the window, making it a Friday. Has everything in the show so far happened in only 8 days?

Episode 7

“Last night the Boxers made their move” 101 says it’s Tuesday for anyone keeping track

I LOST it at the Foodpanda driver assassin the first time I saw this… So Taiwan

Big fancy church in Taipei? I know they exist but I’ve never seen one in person (like 2%? of the country is Christian)

A mom bringing back tea as a souvenir from Taiwan? 100% real

Episode 8

RAW is a real restaurant in Taipei. It’s very fancy and very expensive and had I think two Michelin stars. I don’t know ANYONE who’s actually been there lol

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Rickorty Week Day 6: "Say You'll Marry Me"

college-aged Morty | 2.8k words | Rated M, language, vomit, suicidal ideation, rock bottom Rick Sanchez

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Morty throws the trunk of his dad’s station wagon shut with a thump. 

“You sure you don’t need to bring my Ninja smoothie blender, Morty?” Dad asks, for a second time, standing on the driveway beside him with his arms crossed over his chest. The August morning is hot and clear. Gene’s sprinklers are going hard on the lawn next door. 

“I think it’ll make you really popular with your roommate. You said they’re from California, right? They must be healthy. There’s a little more space behind the driver’s side–”

“N-nah, I’m good, Dad,” Morty says. He goes around to the passenger door to do a last check of his overflowing laundry hamper and make sure his video game console box made it in. He doesn’t want to forget Bonestorm III. All told, he doesn’t really have that much to bring, though, and the car’s only half full. He wears pretty much the same clothes all the time, and doesn’t have a ton of books or movies or anything. His booby bikini girl poster is rolled up in the footwell of the backseat and one or two of his robot figurines he just couldn’t part with are packed into cardboard boxes. All the advice listacles his parents found online for Summer’s freshmen year of college said that bringing something from home was important, so the idea has been passed down. 

He reaches into his pocket and palms the little evil intent detector that Rick had made for him a few years back. A tiny credit-card sized piece of metal that reads people’s brainwaves and vibrates if they’re planning on hurting him or torturing him or whatever. They’d used it on an adventure, a rare heist –Morty can see Rick’s eye roll– but he hadn’t had the heart to throw it away. He’d gone back and forth for ages on whether or not to even bring it. He still doesn’t have to, he tells himself; he has hundreds of miles of highway driving ahead of him where he can just chuck it out the window and let it get crushed on the side of the road. He tightens his grip. 

His mom comes out of the garage, checking her watch. “We gotta get this show going,” she says. The garage feels weirdly empty until Morty realizes it’s because Rick’s ship isn’t in it. Hasn’t been there for a while. He pulls his hand out of his pocket and starts loading the last few bags. 

“If we don’t leave soon we won’t make it to our motel until, like, eleven, and lord knows what we’re going to find in Fresno after sundown,” Mom says.  

Dad follows Morty as he transfers a final trash bag of gym shorts and shit into the back seat. 

“What– what about my George Foreman Lean Griddle? Or, my Slap Chop? You never know when you’ll need onions in little cubes, those always make me cry….” 

Dad sniffs, then wipes away a tear, even though he’s trying to look like he isn’t. Oh, God. He had volunteered to drive Morty first, of course, before being overruled. 

Morty turns back and gives him a small smile. “I’m really fine, Dad. But thanks.” 

“Oh my God, I’m sorry, just give me a moment, son.” 

Something in Morty’s pocket buzzes. His hand flies to Rick’s detector, for a second, until he realizes it was the other one. He pulls out his phone and opens it to check his messages while Dad tries to get it together. Two are from Summer, who’s been spending her senior year of college in London with the textile arts department of her school doing fashion stuff. 

dont let dad cry all over u little bro 

cuz hes gonna

The newer message is from his girlfriend, Anne.

status report mortimer

Morty finds himself looking for some kind of message from Rick– which is stupid. Rick doesn’t text. 

He texts Anne: 

finally leaving lol 

She responds immediately:

call me when you guys stop for the night? 

Morty’s heart clenches fondly. They’re going to different schools to study different things in different parts of the country— newly separate time zones– and it’s going to be hard, but he likes her a lot. Enough to give it a shot. He winces as he remembers Rick’s deadpan dismissal when Morty had mentioned that he and Anne were going to do long distance over dinner a month or two ago. D–didn’t take you for that much of an idiot, Morty. As soon as she gets there she’s gonna be getting allll sorts of co-ed dicks in her mouth. But I guess you don’t mind sloppy digital seconds?  

Ofc i will, he types. 

Nobody’s heard from Rick in two or three weeks. Morty had kind of expected– well, he didn’t know what he’d expected, but he’d really thought that Rick would do him better than this. All he does is talk about how stupid Morty is all the time; maybe he’s pissed at being sort of wrong. He’d been straight up shocked when Morty got his acceptance letter in the mail, the packet fat in Morty’s hand as he raced down from his room to show everyone. While Summer screamed, and both his parents had cried, Rick had stared at the letter Morty was holding, hard, then sipped his beer, then turned back to the TV. N-nice one, Morty. A real cool sixty grand a year investment, there. 

“Let’s go, Morty,” Mom says, opening the passenger side door. “I need some coffee if we’re gonna do this.” 

Finally, Dad wipes his face. After taking a few deep, calming breaths, he walks over and sweeps Morty up in a hug. 

“I’m proud of you, Morty.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

“We didn’t think you’d make it, but you did. Of course you did. And that’s what matters.” 

“Bye, Dad,” Morty said, leaning into the hug. “I–I love you.” 

“I love you, too.”

Morty doesn’t realize how much he misses the sound of a portal opening up until he hears one right behind them. Dad jerks back with a frightened twitch. 

“What the hell–?”

Rick doesn’t so much step out onto the driveway as fall. He looks to be in a really bad way. Maybe as bad as Morty has ever seen him: scraggly and torn up, not even really standing up straight, too drunk for his body to cope with the flat, even keel of the pavement. One arm of his labcoat is missing, ripped off at the shoulder, and Morty’s thankful to see that the arm beneath is intact. Skinny, and maybe there are track lines, there, faint in the bright sunshine, but intact. There’s dried vomit crusted on his sweater. 

“M-Morty, oh, God,” Rick moans. Morty feels a sinister shiver run over his shoulders and up the back of his neck as he watches Rick try to shield his eyes, blinking rapidly into the hot light. “Christ. Fuck.” 

“Dad?” Mom asks, poking her head out of the driver’s window. 

“Rick? Here to say goodbye to Morty?” Jerry asks, cautiously. Morty watches as he scooches himself to stand between his son and Rick, a little bit. A surprisingly brave move. 

“Isn’t that w-what we’re all doing?” Rick asks back, taking a step forwards, then falling to one knee with a lurch as he loses his balance. “Saying fuckin’ goodbye— goAAUUGhodbye to Morty? Because he’s going away f-f-forever and never coming back?”  

Rick’s drunken stare pins Morty to the side of the car, which had been parked outside so long while they packed that the metal is starting to get hot. The words sound like a taunt, but Morty can hear the truth there, a hard kernel in the middle. 

“Hi, Rick,” he says, trying for indifference. In his pocket, he squeezes his hand around the detector. 

Rick narrows his eyes. “R-R-Rick and Morty. One thhhhousand fuckin’ years. What, whatever happened to that shit, huh?”

“Dad–” Mom’s getting back out of the car. 

“So I’m going to school. Big whoop,” Morty says, annoyed. Everything about this is annoying: Rick disappearing whenever he wanted then showing up just in the nick of time fucking shit faced like he’s trying to bail out the Vindicators. “You’ve been gone for, like, three weeks, Rick. And you didn’t feel the need to tell anybody about that. N-not that I would expect anything else at this stage. So, you know, whatever.”

“Three weeks?” Rick’s struggling to stand back up, now. “Three weeks?”

“You’ve never owed anyone anything in your whole goddamn– your whole stupid life, R-Rick. Not my family, not me. Not even Mom.” 

Rick’s expression is foggy and drunk, but underneath, Morty can see he’s hurt.  

“I think you should go, Dad,” Mom says in her stop-doing-this-right-now-or-you’re-fucked voice. “I don’t care if you portal out of here, or crash on the sofa to ride out your hangover, or whatever, but just. Let us leave.” 

Somehow, Rick manages to get one leg in front of the other so he can advance up the driveway towards Morty with halting, wavering steps like a zombie in a horror movie. The detector in Morty’s pocket buzzes. Dad looks back and forth between them, scared. 

“Three weeks, Morty?” he grinds out, again. He’s close enough now for Morty to see how bloodshot his eyes are. “I’ll give– give you three weeks. Y-you know what happens when you go to college Morty? You have four years to get too fuckin’ big for your idiotic little britches.” He grabs one hand around Morty’s bicep, grip crushingly strong. Morty can smell his rancid breath across his face, agitated, huffy. “And then you, you go and think you can do goAUUGHd, good things for the world, or whatever, you get those little aspir– aspirations in your head, Morty, you get these fucking ideas in your head–” 

“It’s already been years, Rick,” Morty says, trying not to turn away. “Doing whatever, well at least, pretty much whatever, I-I guess, you wanted me to do.”

“– and you don’t even know how stupid these i–ideas are, until, boom, you’ve lived your whole sad-ass pathetic-ass life doing jack fucking shit. Goin’ and bein’ a techbro office slave narc or some shit. I just can’t, I just can’t ffffucking– oh fuck—” 

Rick starts to throw up pretty spectacularly all over the ground, and the side of the car, and on Morty’s sneakers. 

“Oh my god, Dad!”

“Oh, Rick that’s just disgusting!!”

Morty just stays quiet until Rick seems finished and he slumps against the car, moaning. He watches as Rick slides down until he’s half knelt, half crouched by the front bumper, the vomit running down the gentle slope of the driveway to touch his shoes and the spread hand on the ground that’s keeping him from falling on his face. He makes a sound when Morty comes closer, a sort of whimper. Morty gets down beside him. Unable to stop himself, he puts a hand on his grandpa’s back and starts rubbing little circles as Rick groans, spitting out a wad of bile. There are a lot of different colors in the vomit, ones Morty can’t recognize even though he’s pretty familiar with Rick’s binge habits by this point. 

“Fuck youUUGh. Fffffuck you, Morty. I– I mean that. So much. '' Rick’s staring at the ground. He pinches the bridge of his nose with his hand. Morty wonders if maybe he’s going to be sick again. 

“Yeah, fuck you, too, man,” Morty says, but there’s no heart in it. He just feels sad. He wishes– he doesn’t know what he wishes. 

“F-forever. Fuck you, forever,” Rick mutters quietly, almost to himself. Little dark spots show up on the driveway beneath his head, and Morty realizes he’s crying. Or maybe it’s post-vomit drool? It’s hard to see his face. 

“M-Morty, Morty listen to me,” Rick says. He sounds defeated, almost confused. As old as he really is. 

“I’m listening, Rick.” 

“I’m gonna do somethin’ stupid. Sooo, so stupid.” Rick’s still staring at the ground. 

Dad’s shadow has crept next to Rick’s foot. “Rick, I really don’t think–” 

“Whatever you’re about to do, think twice before you traumatize my son,” Mom says. Then she pauses and adds: “More.”  

Morty keeps rubbing circles across Rick’s knobby spine. “What, Rick? What– what’re you gonna do?”

“Say you’ll.” Rick chokes a little. 

“Say what?”

“Say you’ll marry me, Morty.” 

Morty blinks. “What?”

“JeEUGHsus Christ, don’t make me say it again.” 

Morty’s body is a live wire. His hand scrunches the back of Rick’s coat tightly. “No. Say it again.” 

Rick stares up at him with watery eyes. 

“Marry me,” he says, quietly. Pathetically. There’s some drool and left-over throwup clinging to his chin. 

There was this one adventure they’d gone on where Morty had mangled his leg so badly that his shin bone had actually broken the surface of his skin. Burst right through below his kneecap, like a jagged, bloody tooth. It was screamingly painful– Rick actually had to knock him out until he was able to fix it with some nanobots. Morty realizes that this is the same as that; that this is some core part of Rick, torn through all the heaped layers of nihilism and drugs and whatever else poisons who his grandpa is. This is the exposed bone. 

When Morty looks up at his parents, he can’t read the expressions on their faces. 

“I– I’m not a good person, Morty,” Rick says, grabbing weakly at Morty’s t-shirt to get his attention again. Like he can’t bear to let Morty look anywhere else. He sounds like he’s really losing it. “I’m a horrible person, Morty. Say– say that you’ll marry me. God, I’ll blow my fuckin’ brains out if you don’t— let’s just g-g-get out of—oh my God—” 

Morty’s pocket vibrates. He doesn’t know if it’s the detector or his phone, and he should care, should be terrified, but he doesn’t. 

He isn't.  

— 

Turns out, Shoney’s is a regional chain.

Morty doesn’t realize this until they reach the last one at the edge of the state, just before they cross the border. ‘Last Shoneys for the next 24,800 miles,’ says the sign at the exit. There’s a graphic of an arrow reaching all the way around the globe, back to the little point on the map they’re driving through. Morty has traveled the multiverse with Rick, to places billions of light years away, so far away time doesn’t mean anything at all, but somehow this is already the longest trip he’s ever taken. Like that one scene in the Lord of the Rings where Sam crosses the corn field. If I take one more step, this’ll be the furthest from home I’ve ever been. That was a really good movie, Morty thinks. 

His mom throws the car into park. She’s had to adjust the driver’s seat to be closer to the steering wheel because her legs are shorter than Dad’s, and change all the mirrors, too. She drives way faster than him, swerving lanes to cut around traffic like a maniac. Maybe that runs on her side of the family. 

“Food?” she asks, simply. Morty nods. He twists to look over his shoulder. 

“Rick?” 

Rick stirs in the back seat, thin eyelids fluttering. They’d made space for him by shoving over a bunch of the boxes to one side and moving some to the trunk. There aren’t really that many, anyways. He’s wearing a clean pair of pants and a t-shirt that belongs to Dad, which helps, but he still has an undernote of puke and sweat. 

He makes a hungover-sounding groan. He still hasn’t opened his eyes.

“You want Shoney’s?” Morty asks. “L-last chance.”

“Shoney’s, you say?” He cracks an eye open, gaze flickering around to look up at the building they’re parked at. “Didn’t know they had them out here. O-on earth, I mean.” 

Mom watches him silently in the rearview mirror. Rick just looks at Morty. 

“Y-you know what, fuck it, sure,” he says finally, popping open the car door and getting out. The sun is even hotter, here, and scorching air blows into the car when he slams it closed. Mom and Morty do the same, one, then the other.  

Together, they go inside to eat lunch. 

[viva-la-vernal]

Chapter 17

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Wc:1098

You wake up and turn over, seeing Bam peacefully sleeping. You wonder if you should wake him up. It’s 11:30am. You decide to crawl over him and go get something to eat. You’re starving.

Making your way into the kitchen you hear a small crash, walking in you see Ryan rummaging in a cabinent.

“Oh, hey, y/n..sorry..did you need something?” He asks, acting sort of, off.

“I was just gonna look for something to eat, has Bam went grocery shopping?!” You say, in a lighthearted tone, hoping Ryan and Steve didn’t hear you and Bam last night.

“I don’t think so, there’s not shit to eat, I’ve looked everywhere. I found a can of spaghetti o’s if you want them.” Ryan says, pointing at the can.

You sigh, and make the spaghetti o’s. You’re so hungry you really don’t care. You sit on the couch and eat, where Steve is watching tv.

“Mind if i join you and eat my gourmet breakfast?” You ask Steve-o.

“Yeah dude, sure..!” He says, giving an almost nervous look.

Weird.

You sit and eat, both of you laughing at the tv.

“Man, I’m kinda getting hungry…” Steve says, looking at Ryan who just walked out of the kitchen with a defeated look.

“I’ll wake Bam up and ask if he wants to go shopping.” You say, finishing up.

You go to Bams room, where he’s almost in the same position as when you left. You kneel beside the bed and run your fingers through his hair.

“Mmmmm…..” Bam mumbles.

You can tell he dosent wanna get up.

“Wakey wakey.” You say, hand still in his hair.

“Five more minutes…” He says.

You know this is a lie.

“Bam, there’s nothing to eat, everyone is hungry.” You say, putting one of your hands on your hip.

“Everyone?!” Bam says, raising his head up, eyes wide.

“Yeah..Steve and Ryan are still here…?” You say, with a little giggle.

“Oh…do you think they..heard…?” He says, almost whispering.

“Nahhh.” You say, not really caring.

Bam gets up and gets ready, wearing a baggy t shirt and jeans, you wonder how he dosent burn up in the summer heat.

You wait for him, getting ready a bit yourself, and walk out with him into the living room.

“You guys wanna come shopping with us?” You ask the boys.

They exchange a small glance at each other, shrug, and agree. You all load into Bams hummer.

The ride to the store is short, barely even enough time for the AC to really kick in, but it’s an almost silent ride. You all get out and walk in together. You wonder what people will think seeing you in a group of boys like this.

The awkward silence rubs off pretty quickly, as you have to calm them down or risk getting kicked out. Steve starts taking a run and go with shopping carts, and Bam and Ryan ended up getting toy swords and fighting eachother.

Not to mention the amount of items knocked off of shelves…which you promptly picked up and put back. Even though you lowkey egged them on….

Some shopping DOES get done, and you leave the store with three carts full. Bam really had no food at home, and it seems like he dosent want to come back very soon… you help load the groceries into the car and then bring them into the house. Bam dosent let you carry anything heavy.

After everything is inside, you help put stuff away. Bam and Ryan start arguing about what stuff goes in the fridge, and what dosent. You and Steve-o silently put stuff away together. Occasionally silently giggling at them. What a stupid argument.

The day goes on, the guys all skate and do dumb shit on Bams mini skate park, it’s too hot for you, so you watch from an open window. Bam is showing off, he eventually peels off his sweaty shirt, showing off his side tattoo.

You stare in awe, half wanting to steal his sweaty shirt….

You also lounge and watch tv, Bams house has basically become a second home to you anyways. You also clean up a bit from last night. It wasn’t too bad.

You hear Bam shouting your name, and walk to the open window.

“Y/n!”

“Yes?” You look over at him.

“Will you bring me a water please?” He asks.

“Yes!” You get up and grab the water.

“Thanks babe.” He says, smiling and opening the water.

You giggle. “Babe.”

Bam eventually comes inside, alone. The guys went home, and it’s getting to be evening time. Bam is hungry and very sunburnt. You decide to make him a little dinner.

He “helps” you cook. Mostly making it impossible…by getting in your way, sticking his fingers in the food to taste it, and asking “what are you doing?” And “what is that?” And “what does that do?” Every five seconds. You laugh and explain everytime.

While you finish up Bam goes to take a shower, coming into the kitchen he says-

“Wow, it smells really good, I’m sooo hungry! Let’s eat!”

“Yes!! It’s almost done.” You say, putting the food on plates.

You give him his food, he’s shirtless, you notice how badly he’s sunburnt. You sit across the table, digging in because you’re also starving.

After scarfing down your food in silence, it wasn’t long before he started complaining about the burn.

“Not even gonna tell me how the food was?” You say, with a sarcastic sad tone.

“Oh I’m sorry!! It was delicious y/n. Thank you.” He says, getting up from his seat and running over to give you a kiss.

You smile at him.

“Wait here.” You say, running to the bathroom.

You had noticed a bottle of aloe vera gel, you brought it out and snuck up behind Bam with some on your hand, you started rubbing it on his shoulders. He jumped.

“Euehh..what is that..” He asks, not moving.

“Aloe vera gel.” You say, mindlessly applying the goop.

You give him a mini massage, as best as you can without aggravating his skin, and fan it a little. You can tell he enjoys this.

Eventually he leans back, putting the top of his head on your stomach, you grab the sides of his face and give a small kiss.

“Feel better?” You ask.

“Yes, thank you for taking care of me.” He says, with a satisfied expression.

“Anytime Bammy.” You giggle.

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Wish this chapter was longer 🥺

[queerocfandomer]

Love Settles as SHIELD Falls

Chapter 8 / Epilogue "My Love"

Find on A03 HERE :)

Within two weeks, you had your affairs in order. The suitcases were already loaded in the vehicle as you parted ways with Fury, Rogers, and Wilson at the graveyard. Although you now only had to contend with a walking boot, Natasha still insisted on driving. You had decided to take your time and spread the trip across two days.

Transitioning your conversations from their base in coyness to honesty was proving about as difficult as you had expected. Natasha truly was trying; she had told you more about her past in the last week than in all the years before.

It was hard to describe how different it felt; you had never had a hard time speaking to each other, conversation always flowed easily. Yet, this was different—it was deeper, more serious. The worry of being too upfront or revealing something too personal was diminished, and it felt as though that small change was already bringing you closer together. Actually, talking about your relationship and your feelings, however, was still the most difficult topic to broach for both of you.

It was early afternoon, and you were just finishing pumping gas, with Natasha inside paying when your phone lit up with a notification for a new text group labeled “Home Invaders.”

Clint- You going to make it here for dinner or what?-

Nat- Depends on when dinner is for you old man-

Rip- and on who’s cooking said dinner-

Nat- definitely that.-

Clint- I forgot how extra annoying the two of your are together-

Laura- all of you are annoying-

Rip- hey now he started it! ETA is 4 hours. -

Natasha rejoined you in the car, passing you a drink as she started back on the road. You processed a few more texts while she drove, Laura asking you to stop and pick up a few things on the way. After sorting out the details, you put the phone down and turned your attention back to Natasha. After a few minutes, she cleared her throat slightly and spoke.

“So we haven't talked about how open we are going to be.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean.” She shot you a stern look as she spoke but then blushed slightly when she saw you grinning widely at her.

“You are very cute when you get a little flustered, FYI.”

“I don’t get flustered.”

“Sure, sure.”

The familiar look of lovable irritation crossed her face as you continued.

“We can continue to keep it strictly professional. We don’t have to change how we have always interacted if you don’t want to.”

“I’m not ashamed of you.”

“I don’t think you are, belle. But still... good to know.”

You smiled as you reached out toward her hand. She accepted the invitation and removed it from the steering wheel, allowing you to take it into your lap as you continued.

“I'm not ashamed either, to be clear; I didn’t mean it like that. I would certainly prefer not to pull away when someone else is around, to just touch you when I want to or hold your hand and all that cheesy stuff, but I also don’t mind putting up limits. It’s not like I don't get to be with you like this in private, and I admittedly kind of enjoy that you’re so different when we are alone. I just meant that I’m honestly fine with whatever makes you most comfortable.”

“Honestly, I’m not sure I know what I’m comfortable with.”

“And that’s okay, reasonable even. Plus, I mean, that’s why we chose to come here, right? Sure, it’s a good place to lay low for a while and work out some logistics, but they are also our best friends. They have always been a safe place to just be, and it can probably be that for this too. A good place to figure a lot of it out; without too many eyes on us.”

“Clint is going to be an absolute pain in the ass about it.”

“Oh, certainly. But don't count Laura out either. She is likely to be very smug.”

“Oh?”

“Almost guaranteed. She has been making fun of me about this for literal years. So yeah, I have no doubt that she connected the dots from the moment we contacted them.”

“Oh. I see. Kind of reasonable, I guess. I mean, you were not always the best at being subtle.”

“I’ll have you know I am a very successful undercover agent, which most would say requires much subtlety. She just knows me really well, that's all.”

“Yeah. Sure, sure.”

The remainder of the drive went fairly quickly, and you shared some of the times Laura had cornered you in the past. You had, in fact, arrived just in time for dinner. The kids were excited to see you both, and specifically, Lila had exclaimed “at the same time,” for which you realized she was correct.

Over the years, you had both visited on a fairly regular basis and yet rarely at the same time, and if you were honest, most of the time that had been on purpose. Cooper was adamant that he had greatly improved his baseball skills and was excited to show you. After a couple of hours of them updating you both about all of the intricacies of 10- and 11-year-old life, they were off to bed. You were assisting Clint with the dishes when Laura returned. Standing beside Natasha at the table, she chided,

“Okay, you two…”

You turned to face them, tea towel still in hand, and stole a quick glance at Natasha before Laura continued snidely,

“Do I need to go prepare the second guest room, or are you finally going to admit that this slow burn romance thing is happening?”

You rolled your eyes and gave her an irritated stare as you responded,

“I told you she was gunna be smug.”

Clint, now standing beside you and facing Natasha, looking at each other as she responded plainly,

“The one room will be fine, thank you.”

Clint's eyebrow raised as Natasha took a sip of water before placing her cup back on the table. You couldn't help it as the smile tugged at your lips, your eyes still on Laura as she smiled and turned to Clint.

“All the laundry for a week.”

You scoffed, and Natasha raised an eyebrow, both looking to Clint who raised his hands and responded,

“Sharing a room is not the same as admitting it's happening.”

You and Natasha’s eyes flickered to each other for just a second before speaking in unison as you threw your towel in his face,

“Fine; It's happening.”

Slowly over the week, you had become more comfortable, allowing yourselves to interact more naturally instead of constantly monitoring your closeness. The four of you discussed the details of SHIELD's fall, the congressional hearings you had attended in the days before coming, and what the future may hold for you all. You had even survived watching the kids after insisting that Laura and Clint take advantage of your presence to go on a weekend getaway. The two of you would head into town every so often for a meal or a random activity; you even attended the local chamber symphony once.

Not much had really changed when it came to your feelings about Natasha; however, there was a shift in how you allowed them to manifest. It hadn't taken you long to realize just how much you had been avoiding, trying to push down, and minimize, and you could tell Natasha was feeling the same. It was the subtle differences that you noticed the most, as the apprehension that had been almost constant in your previous interactions diminished, and you simply became comfortable existing around each other, with each other.

You had easily convinced Natasha to come out and watch the sunset with you one evening. Sitting on a blanket atop a small hill about a quarter mile from the house, she held your hand in her lap while your head rested on her shoulder. You felt your heart starting to beat faster as you moved your head, placing a small kiss on her neck before speaking softly,

"Thank you."

"For what, dorogoy?"

You turned to face each other, the sparkle in her eyes immediately lighting up your face.

"For letting me in. I know it's not easy."

She looked down for a quick second before returning her eyes to yours and moving her hand to rest at the front of your neck as she spoke.

"It's not, but you are more than worth it."

You moved your hand up, trailing your thumb across her bottom lip before settling on her cheek.

"Je ne peux pas penser à quoi que ce soit que j'aurais pu faire pour te mériter" (I can't think of anything I could possibly have ever done to deserve you).

"Je pourrais dire exactement la même chose" (I could say the exact same thing).

"You deserve the world."

You leaned towards her, and the tenderness of the kiss consumed your every thought. You both had a hand firmly gripping the other's neck, your fingers running along her scalp as she moved her other hand up your bicep. You suddenly snapped out of the moment as you heard Clint's voice,

"Are they making out over there?"

Pulling away and resting your forehead on hers, a sound of amusement escaped your mouth as you heard Laura's reply telling him to be quiet. Natasha pulled away slightly with a look of confusion, and you looked towards the house, seeing the couple standing on the porch. Clint responded,

"They probably can't hear me from over there anyways."

Upon realizing what must have happened, Natasha let out a sigh of her own and removed her hand from your arm, holding it up above her head with her finger raised, causing both you and Laura to let out a laugh as Clint responded,

"Or you can—okay, okay, I'm going."

You saw his arms raised in surrender as they turned to go back into the house.

You move in to place another brief kiss before asking her to help you up. After tucking her hair back behind her ear, you rest your hands on her hips as you bring her into another kiss. She wraps her arms around your shoulders, and as you pull apart, her wrists rest against you. Your fingers trail the hem of her shirt while hers trace circles on the back of your neck.

“Nat, I, uh, I don’t really know how to describe how it feels to finally just ... be with you; we’ve been doing this dance for a long time, and in the last few weeks, I’ve realized that I spent a lot of that time just trying to push it all down. To deny the seriousness of it, the feelings, the want, the need. And I just... I”

You take a deep breath as the thoughts swirl in your head, and she speaks before you can continue.

“I know,” she smiles. “It’s different. It, umm, it’s a lot. I’m sure you know I was avoiding, well, pretty much everything really, and I’m glad. To not be anymore.”

“Natasha,”

you begin as you move your right hand to her face, gliding it across her cheek before pulling her in for a brief kiss. You pull away just enough to look into her eyes again, smile, and find your head nodding as you bite your bottom lip slightly before continuing,

“I love you.”

Her mouth opens and closes without sound, and her head shakes slightly before she asks,

“You do?”

“I really do.”

You pull her back into you, both smiling into the firm kiss, but it’s only a couple of seconds before she pulls away suddenly, a confused look on your face as she brings both her hands up and holds your jaw.

“I love you too.”

Your confusion turns to a smile, but still, you find yourself looking down. Yet, she wastes no time pulling your chin back up to her.

“I’m not just saying it because you did, Ripley. It, ah, it kinda scares the shit out of me, but I do. I love you.”

You smile and move closer, connecting firmly again as you both pour the emotion of the moment into each other. Your hand roams up her back while she grips your hip tightly. There is no space left between you, neither physically nor emotionally. You pull apart for air and study each other's faces as the light of the sun fades over the horizon.

“Mon Amour”

“Lyubov Moya”

(my love)

[tzyuki]

[ 김규빈 ] ONE & ONLY ꒰ K.GV x F!READER

023. #DittoSzn | smau + written (520 wrds)

IN WHICH ✶ — Rumors about Y/n pursuing a Zerobaseone member backstage at music bank start floating around the media after she and ZB1 member, Kim Gyuvin are seen talking behind in one of the episodes of ‘Eunchaes Star Diary’. Some netizens believe it and some don’t, some hated her for touching his shoulder and some didn’t care. Y/n went live to debunk the rumors, saying she wasn’t interested in a relationship at the time. The thing was, the rumors were true. She secretly was pursing Kim Gyuvin, or at least she wanted to. Ever since she first saw him backstage at M Countdown when ‘Love Killa’ team got to perform she was starstruck. She saw him at the vending machine and wished him luck in ‘Boys Planet’. She actually never had watched an episode of the survival show at all, she said it would be too painful for her, but that was the night she started to watch and most importantly, vote for Kim Gyuvin.

“Y/N WE DIED YOU’RE GONNA HAVE TO WIN FOR US.” Gyuvin and Wonyoung both died in the game. They were playing fortnite and had gotten rushed by a team while the match was almost over, leaving only Y/n alive. “I CAN’T CLUTCH I CAN’T CLUTCH.” Y/n shouted a new English word she had learned from one of her foreign friends.

“I’m so sorry guys.” Y/n groaned as a “YOU PLACED #4” flashed on her screen. “It’s okay, Y/n.” Gyuvin patted the girl's head. Y/n and Gyuvin himself were surprised at this gesture. “Next round, it's okay.” Wonyoung assured the girl.

“Y/n stay next to me, if you stay next to me you won’t die.” Gyuvin said as the three loaded into the game. “Gyuvin-ah, what about Wonyoung?” Y/n asked, Wonyoung nodded her head in agreement.

“Wonyoung can hold her own! She’s actually pretty good!” Gyuvin complimented the girl. “Thank you, Gyuvin-ssi.” Wonyoung said.

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“CUT! That’s a wrap, good job everyone. Thank you.” The director yelled. “Y/n and Gyuvin, good chemistry today! Thank you for coming to set Wonyoung.” The director and Wonyoung bowed to each other.

Y/n walked over to her dressing room. “Unnie, can I keep this? Or can you get me one?” Y/n held up a tube of lip gloss her stylist has recently started to use on her. “I have an extra package of it in my car, let me go get it for you.” Her stylist walked out of her dressing room.

A few seconds later she heard two knocks on her door. “Unnie, why are you knocking?” Y/n chuckled as she turned her back to the door, surprised to see Kim Gyuvin and not her stylist.

“Oh…Hi, Gyuvin. Do you need something?” Y/n turned back to her mirror, taking her earrings off. “I wanted to ask you if you were busy after. Want to go get food?”

“Oh—Sorry, Gyuvin. I already have plans.” Y/n sighed as she looked at the man through the mirror. “Oh—Okay, well—what are you doing? We haven’t had a good talk in a while!” Gyuvin tried to bring the mood in the atmosphere up.

“I’m getting dinner with Jae—Jiu. I’m getting dinner with Jiu.” Y/n hoped Gyuvin didn’t hear her switch her sentence up. “Oh, fun! Uhm—Listen, about the other day. I’m so sorry about flipping out on you, there’s no excuse for that. I was just truly being really disrespectful and rude to you. I’m really sorry.” Gyuvin said in a pleading tone.

“You’re fine, I don’t care. Stuff happens, I forgive and forget.” Y/n said in a weird tone, Gyuvin was unable to read how she felt. “Ah, okay, okay. I still really am sorry, is there anything I could do to make it up to you?”

“I really don’t care anymore, I’m cool, you’re cool, we’re cool? Okay?” Y/n stood up and grabbed her bag that was resting on the couch. “Have a good day, Gyuvin. Tell the guys I say hi.” Y/n patted his shoulder before walking past him.

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[the-penguin-of-baskervilles]

Hey Alice! I’m curious as to what transpired in the hospital after princess’s attack. Was Lloyd being a doting bf or was he giving her the silent treatment even then 🙊 as always thank you for writing this series whenever I see an update my heart soars!! You’re so talented in bringing these characters to life ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you for the lovely message! Unfortunately, Lloyd was anything but a doting boyfriend at the hospital… actually, his temper was running a bit hot during that scene… 😬😢🙈

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Word Count: 762

Warnings: Lloyd being pissed off, discussion to stalking, references to a knife fight and main character being hospitalized

After Jake’s revelation that Aiden couldn’t be your stalker, Lloyd didn’t stick around.

He didn’t trust himself to be there when you woke up. Instead, he told Jake to go sit with you so that someone would be there when you woke up, and went home to study the crime scene. He met Detective Diskant and walked him through the scene, giving the investigator his statement about what happened. When that was taken care of, he went to the spot where the suspect had been captured by the surveillance camera and verified Jake’s measurements to confirm the height of the attacker. He stopped by and spoke with Mrs. Lange about the video footage, then asked her to keep an eye on his place for a while.

Lloyd went home and packed his things, collected your stuff, and loaded everything into his Mercedes. Then, he drove to your apartment, packed you some fresh clothes and threw the entire contents of your medicine cabinet into a bag. Before he left he went by to check on Mrs. Thompson, and she was the one who told him about the video camera that had been monitoring your front door.

Thanks to that disturbing revelation, his temper was boiling when he returned to the hospital. Zach met him in the parking garage and told him you’d woken up and that Aiden was out on bail. Lloyd informed him that he was taking you to the cabin, where you’d be more secure. When questioned about whether that was what you wanted, he told Zach to fuck off.

When he came to collect you from the ER holding area, the reception you got from him was anything but warm. He barely said a word to you and remained focused on getting you discharged, collecting the paperwork for your follow up visit, and signing the rest of the discharge forms. It wasn’t until you were in the car that you managed to get a chance to speak.

“Lloyd?”

The atmosphere in the vehicle was buzzing with tension as the late afternoon sun cast shadows across his face. He didn’t take his eyes off the road or so much as incline his head to acknowledge he’d heard you. The dark scowl was etched into his features and his posture was rigid.

“Lloyd, please. We need to talk.”

His jaw clenched. “Why? Why now? There was plenty of time to talk before, but you didn’t say a word. Not to me, at least.”

“I know. I didn’t tell you what was happening, and I shouldn’t have done that. But there were so many other things going on, from Singapore to Qatar and then… your father. I didn’t want to add to your problems, and I thought I had everything under control.”

His lips twisted as if he’d tasted something bitter.

“You kept this from me, Princess. I thought we were honest with each other, but clearly, that was just my own view of how our relationship worked.”

“Lloyd, I didn’t-”

He cut you off. “You lied. It was a lie of omission, so maybe you think that makes it better, but guess what? It’s worse. Lies of omission are the most effective kind of deception. Trust me, I’ve lied and bent the truth enough times in my life to know exactly what makes a good lie.”

“I’m sorry. I was scared of what you might do and I wanted to protect you.”

His breath hissed, the sound a low whistle of suppressed rage. “When I told you Tao was tailing us in Singapore, do you think that was easy for me?”

Your stomach flipped. “No.”

“It wasn’t, but I was honest with you anyways. When I cut off his ear in the bathroom? Do you think that was something I wanted to tell you about? Do you?!”

Dully, you shook your head, mumbling a quiet, “No.”

“It wasn’t! I wanted to lie to you and tell you everything was fine and that you had nothing to worry about! But you know what, Princess? I told you the truth anyways. Even when it was something that wasn’t pleasant, I still respected you enough to be honest.”

After that explosion of temper, you curled into the passenger seat and stared out the window at the landscape. You wanted to ask where he was taking you, but held back, unwilling to risk another argument over what you’d done. The rest of the trip passed in silence. Lloyd didn’t turn on the radio to break the tension and he didn’t offer any opening for you to apologize further.

So you did the only thing you could and waited for him to cool down, while planning your apology for some future moment, when he’d be ready to hear you out.

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Masterlist

[kishibe-kisser]

Wish I never met you (Ghost/Teaser)

A/N: Decided to post another smaller teaser to compensate for time lost. Planning on finishing this today or tomorrow so get ready for that.

Tags: Zombie Apocalypse au!, Ghost x afab!reader, mentions of blood, death, Soap, Price, yelling, arguing, enemies to lovers, smut (smut tags in actual post)

“Ghost is going to get supplies. I wanted to go with them but they told me I wasn’t allowed until I’m older.” He rambled, ignoring your question meaning his mother didn’t know. You were just glad Ghost and Soap had enough common sense to tell him he couldn’t come along. “Is that so, well how about I go talk to them about it?” You said, placing the boy back on the ground and looking towards the car that was being loaded up. “Yes! I want to go.” He pouted up at you and you ruffled his hair. “And I’ll let them know.” You promised, pink swearing with the child before making your way over.

“That little con artist convince you to talk us into taking him with us?” Soap asked, both of the men having seen the interaction between you and the child. “You have to admit for a six year old he can be quite persuasive.” You fired in return, smiling as you looked at Ghost. He wasn’t rude to you anymore and you could appreciate that. His presence around you felt overwhelming like he was always there, watching. The least he could do was be nice about it. “But no, I was going to ask if I can go with you guys.” Ghost’s expression, from what you could tell, drained from any amusement.

“No way.” He said bluntly, not even wanting to think about having you out there. He hated having to bring others along, civilians, but the thought of bringing you along was worse. He couldn’t focus with you around, he wouldn’t be able to be the best he could be out there.

“Jesus LT, lighten up. We’ve gone to that area a million times. Y/N’s good for it.” Soap said, not understanding the blunt response. “We can make this a civilian run, they need to know how to do this stuff too. Just in case.” He added on, hands gripping the shoulder straps of his vest. “I’d rather strip naked and dance in front of those zombies with no fence in between us, than do a civilian run.” Ghost responded, the remark making you bite back a laugh and making Soap pull a face. “I’d pay good money to see that.” You joked, watching Ghost’s eyes go back to looking at you. He was smiling, you could tell by the way wrinkles formed by his eyes but you wouldn’t let him know that you knew.

“I’d burn my eyes if I saw that.” Soap cringed before shaking his head. “Y/N go get a pack. I’ll get someone else to come along too.” He said shortly after, ignoring the way Ghost was bawling his fists.

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