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angloie · 2 years ago

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Annabeth is starting to regret going on this buisness trip.

A bad storm. A hotel mishap. That’s the unfortunate situation that’s caused Annabeth to be stuck with him— Percy.

Her bastardly co-worker and dare she say rival. Annabeth’s first red flag of him should have been at their first meeting; when he drove his car into a puddle past her in the heavy rain and caused her new suit to be ruined. Her second red flag should have been when he didn’t save the elevator door for her— on the same day!— when she was already running late on her first day on the job.

(Her friends call her petty. She is.)

“This is humiliating.”

Percy, ever the gentleman he is, instantly darts towards the bed and tosses his bags onto the blinding white covers. His face tells all— he isn’t the least bit concerned about the hotel’s poor management as he rests on the bed.

A clap of thunder strikes outside the window.

“Aw, hey now,” Gods it’s like he’s teasing her— “Sharing a room can’t be so bad. It’s just one night.”

“Why do you sound happy?” Annabeth scoffs, “Nevermind. It doesn’t matter. You can take the bed.”

Percy sits up, leaning on his elbows for support. Some strands of his hair stick to his forehead, and he handsomely brushes them out of his eyes. (Ew. Ananbeth would rather quit her job than admit that Percy is handsome.)

(Still, though. A lot of her co-workers fawn over Percy for a good reason.)

(Ew.)

“Where will you be sleeping, then?”

“The...” She pauses, scanning the room. “Floor?”

“I don’t think—“

“Anyways, since we got separated from our co-workers,” She sucks in a sharp breath, “I called them. We’ll be meeting them tomorrow morning at eleven, I think.”

“Sure, but really, the floor is kinda—“

Another clap of lightning.

“—Dirty, don’t you think?”

“I can get a blanket. And shower.” Says Ananbeth with a hint of disgust. It’s obvious she’d rather sleep anywhere but the floor.

“...Sure.” Percy narrows his eyes at her. “Would you like to take the shower room first?”

She dismisses the fact that Percy may be trying to be kind to her. “I’m more of a morning shower person.” Annabeth deadpans.

“Suit your self,” Is all Percy says before grabbing a towel and heading into the dingy bathroom.

If Annabeth started to regret going on this trip in the past thirty minutes, she’s starting to regret a whole lot more now.

She likes to think of herself as a mature person. She’s a little competitive, sure, and a smidge petty — but aside that, she's a calm, composed person.

But her composure is starting to wear thin.

"My eyes are up here, you know," Percy grins.

"Wasn't looking." Annabeth flicks her eyes away, face flushing with heat.

Dear God. Is this some crappy fanfiction?

With nothing but a towel hanging low on his hips, Percy rummages through his suitcase for what Annabeth hopes are clothes. His... mediocre black hair is matted to his... average, totally not gorgeous face, and the blonde currently has a death grip on her poor phone in hopes of not letting her mind loose as a stray water droplet runs down hus chest. It may be a little to late for that.

Percy makes a poor attempt at muffling a laugh.

Annabeth grits her teeth. He knows what he's doing.

"It's getting late." She says into the silence as Percy ever so slowly puts on a shirt. Annabeth tries to keep her gaze away. "I say we sleep as soon as possible."

"Good idea," Percy yawns, stretching his arms above his head, "Are you sure you want to take the floor?"

She nods, fiddling with the hem of her oversized pajama shirt. "I have a blanket on the floor and everything. I'll be fine."

Ananbeth gestures to her little makeshift bed— a pile of blankets and pillows made hastily. Not her best work, she'll admit, but it'll suffice.

"Alright, then," He crawls into the bed, "Gnight."

The lights go out— along with all the electricity in the building.

Suddenly, it feels a lot more colder.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me."

It's so warm, is the first thing Annabeth notices as she wakes up. It's not cold, or chilly, not in the slightest. Just warm. The sun is shinning through the blinds, too.

Her shoulders aren't nearly as stiff as she thought they would be the previous night. If anything, she feels refreshed— not like she needs coffee to function first thing. It feels nice.

But, gods— why does she feel so heavy?

And why is her pillow moving?

She groans, having her attempt at getting up. Her arms seem to be stuck under the unusually heavy pillow. Her face— which is buried into the pillow too— feels flushed with heat. Annabeth doesn't exactly recognize this scent, but it smells fresh. A bit musky.

"Mnn..." A voice groans softly into the crown of her head, "Five more minutes."

What the hell.

"Wha— Percy!?" Annabeth jolts out, eyes growing as wide as saucers, "What do you think you're doing?"

"Huh? Oh—" At this, Percy realizes what he'd been doing— basically spooning her in a cuddle. How humiliating. How embarrassing. "S-Sorry! I thought I was still dreamin— I mean. Forget it." Almost comically, his face is a bright shade of red.

"Whatever," Annabeth hisses, "Why am I in your bed anyways?"

Percy looks up, running his hands over his face with embarrassment. "You.. looked cold and uncomftorable on the ground, so I made some space. I swear put a pillow or something between us! You probably kicked it off the bed."

She scoffs as she looks at the scattered pillows on the ground. "Me? That was probably you."

"It doesn't matter right now." He says, yawning, "If it helps, you are a very good cuddler. Ten out of ten experience."

(The feeling is mutual.)

Annabeth only blushes harder. "I should go back to sleep."

"Want me to join y—"

"No."

(Yes.)

taglist ; @bookcide

#im... back?#this draft is so. old. i just needed to post it #😭#percabeth #pjo #percy x annabeth #percabeth oneshot #percy and annabeth #percabeth fluff #percabeth fanfic #percy jackson #annabeth chase

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imorphemi · 3 years ago

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Season of Comfort

Uhh, no heading I think is what's going on because I am on my phone because I am supposed to be sleeping but shhh

Anyways, the general idea plot thing was a group of friends getting together for a sleepover! Peak vibes of hot chocolate with marshmallows, cozy fireplaces, soft pillows and warm blankets! Pajamas plushies and messy hair galore!

(I also do not know how to put cuts on mobile so uh apologies for the potential long post)

Since treehouses were taken I think it would be neat if this took place in a small cave hideout. I mean the cozy hideouts already there, why wouldn't there be more? Perhaps it's connected as well. I considered having it take place in another small town but I didn't really know how that would work worldbuilding and gamewise

There's kind of no plot to this season, you just watch and play along with the friends as they play games, eat food, have fun. Pillow fights? Hide n seek? Possible illegal magic usage? Fun for the whole friend group! I also think it would be cool to display all the friend dynamics, like the mom friend, the dumb(affectionate) one, the extrovert, yknow! These are probably gonna be kids like the assembly crew, maybe a bit older perhaps? Although if these kids are allowed to perform construction without adult supervision, they're probably in their late teens or something instead, maybe some are technically adults. Then again, we don't really know this culture's uh rules per say on children

I also considered the plot being that one of the friends (who would be the seasonal guide) would have depression and you follow each of their friends helping them through and giving them comfort. I do like it but I wasn't really sure how I would convey it, yknow?

Anyways, as for cosmetics, plushies would be the main stars of all the available ones lmao. So far the ones I have in mind are manta, at least one bird, fish, crab, rabbit, tiger, lion, and ox. I would include a teddy bear but the current lack of anything that would tell us that a bear had existed in this universe makes me lean away from that unfortunately

Btw the tiger plush is super big. Like one of those jumbo-sized bears. Everyone has a lot of fun with them haha

Ooh a nightlight for a prop would be really cute too

Quilt capes! Blanket capes!

Not much for masks, maybe an eye mask lmao (AUTOCORRECT MADE IT BECOME EYE MANSLAUGHTER WTH???)

As for hairs, I'm thinking a lot of fluffy hair. There should be more short fluffy hairs. Like just really messy bed hair would be adorable. I also think it would be funny if one of them had those like moon nightcaps with fluff and matching moon star pajamas

Speaking of pajamas, there's gotta be at least two sets. Maybe one is the classic like shirt and pants set and the other is a pretty nightgown. Because I still want a skirt tgc give us long pretty skirts

Uhh ultimate gift? Giant plush toy, and maybe another set of pajamas? Not sure yet haha

Anyways gnight love y'all

#talks #sky children of the light #thatskygame #season of comfort #fan sky seasons

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axemetaphor · 4 years ago

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wwwhats up its 430am I cant sleep and I dont think I've ever done an annoying headcanon ramble for jdate on here so here we fuckin goooo I'm on mobile but I'm gonna try my damnedest to do a read more and if it doesnt work and looks stupid well sue me

amy is the one routinely awake before the other two. I dont mean shes always the first one to wake up, but her back pain is more likely to have her up in the early hours of the morning. shes also the only one who has anything thay resembles q sleeping schedule of the three as john is just like, completely fucked in that department and Dave's insomnia/depression-sleeping fucks him over sometimes. basically amy Has A Brain and also lost likely schedules it so that she can be falling asleep as her pain pills take effect.

amy also is the one who's like fairly into self care stuff like fuckinuhhh face masks and shit—look, I dont inow jackshit about self care, but I mean amy strikes me as the kind of person to actually maintain her appearance in a fairly regular manner. john will just like "forget" to take care of himself and then just Be Decadent for a week and then "forget" again (either going on a bender or just actually being normal for once) and all dave knows of self care is "when I get the urge to eat an entire pie, and give into that urge, That is self care"

anyways Partially because of that I headcanon Dave gets acne like Pretty Much All The Time and hes just kinda stopped caring about it. amy gets acne Sometimes because it just like Happens. john is that one lucky motherfucker who just is somehow naturally immune. perpetually clear skin on this man. I hate him

also dave Kind Of strikes me as the kind of guy fuckign "3 in 1" shampoo is targeted towards the man just Does Not Care. other girlfriends have tried to get him into actually using different kinds of soaps and not just defaulting to "3 in 1 wherever I think soap should go" but its amy who actually succeeds in breaking this terrible habit hes had.

also I think that Despite his hair being described as frizzy and all that, John actually takes care of his hair. except for times when hes Less Than Functional. and also yknow when the world is fuckin ending but I doubt anyone really has time for a haircare routine when they gotta be fighting monsters and shit

amy again is just a normal person about hair. but shes the only one who can actually cut hair and tbqh I think she does it Pretty Well! shes no professional but shes not john either that's for sure (if you let john close to your head with scissors, well— it's your funeral, man)

this is completely projecting and also like totally Useless but I just think it would be funny if Dave has exploding head syndrome. if you donf know what that is it's a phenomenon-or-something where right when you're dropping off to sleep your brain just liek idk gets bored I guess? and comes up with some phantom Loud Noises to startle the shit out of you. it's great! and by 'great' I mean terribly annoying! but in general I think Dave is a Very restless sleeper so him suddenly flinching himself awake isnt exactly Abnormal.

amy sleeps like a normal human being Mostly, I think she Might be one of those sorts who likes to sleep curled up in the fetal position which is so very valid. she gets night terrors sometimes though because ✨trauma✨. the best way to comfort her with that is a tight hug cause I feel like her Main fear would be that shes all alone again and a hug sure does help people feel less alone I think,

john either starfishes out when he sleeps (also I headcanon he likes to sleep at least Partially on top of Dave and Dave only pretends to hate it) or grabs hold of something and clings to it tightly. hes a very light sleeper, though, and snaps awake at any loud noise or especially if he gets bumped into too strongly. this doesn't always play well with Dave's restlessness and tendency to Sleep Fight but they manage.

I feel like its fairly common to Assume john has tattoos but specifically I feel like a lot of his tattoos are things he or his friends have drawn, I wrote about it Once Or Twice but maybe not here so I'll just like say it again, I think he asks his friends to draw shit on him then goes and gets it tattooed later (or, hell, right then and there lmao) and it's like a Mark of Friendship. he claims Dave has drawn the most on him because Dave's his best friend but whether or not that's true, who knows. the first one was from Dave, though, and john did it himself stick-and-poke style the night of. that happened while they were still in high school and Dave was actually Slightly Embarrassed because what he doodled was just like really stupid looking and fuckin hell john now you're gonna have that on you forever what the hell man? but the rest of John's tattoos, if not done by friends they're either things he drew (I maintain he still draws in his downtime I love the idea of artistically talented john so much-) or weird shit he found online.

I honestly didnt think Dave would really get tattoos because he does state hes afraid of needles BUT as someone Also afraid of needles who paradoxically wants tattoos .. he could probably power through it and get like A Few. one of them is from John (stick-and-poke style, again,) and I am Not actually sure how many hed have but definitely less than John. amy only has that one tattoo that I keep forgetting when I draw her godfuckendammit-

John is the one who makes the most Food Monstrosities (Dave barely even bothers to cook) and he does this by making just the worst decisions both technical-wise (as in, hes Definitely the "just turn the oven temperature up to speedrun cooking" kind of guy) and taste-wise. dave on the other hand is likely to make terrible drinks like jack daniels + mountain dew which my buddy Ben so fantastically dubbed "jack and piss." the sheer Concept of jack daniels + mtn dew tho is thanks to that one kurtis conner video about becoming a country boy which is entirely unrelated but everyone needs to know. ANYWAY.

john and Amy like playing pranks on each other (and dave). they're in an ongoing low-key prank war and Dave is Mostly just spectating but sometiems they Conspire to commit mischief against him. it's annoying sometimes but ultimately more endearing than it is annoying so he never gets Too mad.

john and Amy absolutely have Gaming Nights(tm) that sometimes include dave as well unless they wanna play some like fps game, I'm fairly sure hes said he doesnt really like those. but they also can get Competetive which, dave tends to act as a bit of a buffer to keep them from getting Too into it ... but sometimes he gets a little competitive too. what I'm trying to say is them playing mario kart is absolute chaos and also an event i woudl buy tickets to

john has a youtube channel for sure. he is So obnoxious. he hardly has any audience because let's be honest his videos kind of suck— they're all either kinda boring vlogs or him recording the cases he and Dave go on (when he can convince Dave to let him) which are almost always declared Fake by the commenters. amy is subscribed to him. dave probably doesnt even have/use his own YouTube channel so he was not subscribed until john stole his phone and did it for him. (he never watches the videos) the videos are not edited much, I dont think any of them really knows too much about video editing shit.

dave cant fuckin do math.

John and Dave do Not know how to handle crying. like Dave's learned what helps Amy, in specific, but anybody else? clueless. Dave also just does not cry very often in general (shut up lemme project again LMAO-) and tends to just refrain from doing it even if he wants to/probably should, rarely ever actually breaking down and letting it all out; he'll stop himself from getting there/even crying much in the first place. he doesn't exactly have a Reason for it or at least not one he can recite (it's the bullying. we dont get details of how that was beyond The Locker Room Incident which I wont go into but I'm just going to project the rest of it was similar to shit I went through, It's The Bullying). John also kinda Doesn't Cry and actually hes even more restrained about it than Dave, because he won't even cry around either of them if he can avoid it and if it happens he 1) will Not address it, 2) prefers no one else acknowledge it, and 3) will Run The Fuck Away if it's acknowledged. they both try Really Really Hard to help amy when shes crying though, if shes crying for a Big Reason, cause they both also understand she just cries easily and doesnt always need or want comfort.

that,s all for now BUT if I come up with mroe. there will be a reblog. also these are not all like "I am the only one who's ever tho ig ht this" or w/e a lot of them are from me talking with other people or Absorbing much older posts on here because I read Everuthing I can find.

I sure hope I can sleep soon, this is probably mostly incoherent. gnight

#jdate #john dies at the end #not sonic #rambles.txt #do i dare ? i do indeed csuse several dave headcanins here are projection #kin

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blacksteel-art · 6 years ago

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Let me Tutor you, ma Part 3

Title: Let me tutor you, ma.

Author - Me (Blacksteel)

Fandom: Black Panther

Pairings: Erik Stevens x (modern-day witch) Reader/OC and Erik Stevens X The female race.

Notes: Smut.

s/n : If you wanna be tagged let me know! Also! Reblog and tag it with anything, I read my tags. <3

Summary: Serina, a music major is absolutely failing Pre-Calculus because math has never been her strong point and who could absolutely help her out? Erik Mfin Stevens, and of course, she doesn’t want it, but she doesn’t have much a choice now.

Part 3 of ???

Part 1 Part 2

“And I said, Nigga, if I wanted yo dusty ass I would say it. Niggas get bolder every day.” She huffed from the kitchen as Erik chuckled as he thumbed through one of her books on her shelf. ‘A happy witch equals a happy Kitch?’

He rose an eyebrow and furrowed his brow, there was that word again, witch.

She didn’t seem to hide anything about her, her home reflected who she was. Lots of plants and little lights, he had to reiterate that it was well put together for a college student. There wasn’t much clutter anywhere but he did notice there was a good amount of water sitting in the window encapsulated in jars.

He shouldn’t snoop but,

He made his way to the water anyway. He leaned over and eyed the slightly gold shimmering water.

‘Sun water.’ The label read.

What did that mean?

Her dog walked up to him and sat down on its hind legs before nudging Erik's leg in the opposite direction. Erik found it funny, the dog obviously didn't like him snooping around her shit, he could respect that. He could hear the tongs she used in the kitchen and the running water. This wasn't the first time she cooked for him and in all honesty, he hoped it wasn't the last. Her cabinet opened and she frowned, she needed to buy more plates. At least for how frequently she was cooking.

Plating his and her own food, she balanced his plate on her arm and then hers on her fingers before grabbing some Snapple from the fridge and holding it under her arm as she attempted to grab two cups. Erik ended up turning his head at the right time before he snatched the Snapple and cups from her.

"You could ask for help ma."

"I'm a server, I can balance things, been doing it for years." She told him with a little huff as he placed them on the table and watched place their plates down. His eyes followed her as she walked away to feed her little princess dinner too.

He listens and waits.

"...And then there was Brandon or whatever his sad name is, I bumped into him today and that little shit thought I should apologize to him."

The eyeroll she had with it, made him laugh, it looked like she had aged a hundred years.

He looked at her and cocked an eyebrow.

"I should have punched him."

He looked down at the pounded chicken with some type of sauce and capers? Mashed potatoes? Scratch? He cut into the chicken and put it in his mouth before he held back a groan.

Goddamn she put her foot in this chicken!

“Chicken Piccata! I learned it from work!”

She sat down across from him and cut into her own before beginning to eat. He poured the Snapple as he looked at her. She seemed enthralled with her own cooking, what made her different?

“So, how did your class go?”

Her face lit up and she exuberantly recounted how she shut her teacher down.

—

Erik has left with a smirk on his face as she waved him off, goodbye after dinner. His phone has chimed so much that she thought it was going to explode so she opted to ignore it for the time. It wasn’t her business, to be honest, she had absolutely no hold on him and he had no obligation to explain where he was going.

They weren’t together.

Just two students who had a mutual agreement, he taught her pre-cal and she fed him.

Nothing more nothing less, right?

The law of equivalent exchange.

Besides she didn’t want a man like that, someone who pretty much used women and then tossed them to the side when he was finished. Whether he was her friend or not, she could still understand that if she let him get close to her like that, he'd do the same to her.

Through all that thought she had started a bath and dropped a bath bomb in it. The water turned a sparkly pink and steamed. She stripped down and looked at Artemis who dragged her clothing to the hamper and dumped it before trotting back into the bathroom with her and plopped onto the toilet seat. She sank deep within the water before closing her eyes, she could feel the water pulling the impurities from her body. A heavy sigh left her lips as she felt her body sink under the water before she stretched out. Turning on her stomach she furrowed her brow.

Boys are stupid.

She didn't know how long she laid in the tub, pampering herself and cleansing her body of everything. But she enjoyed it. Climbing out, (pulling the plug from the tub) she dried off and looked in the mirror before tugging at her long curly strands. Walking into her room, she looked at Artemis who trotted behind her and curled around her feet. Chuckling, she put on some sleep shorts and a t-shirt.

No need for undergarments, hell she was home.

Her feet padded on the wood floors as she plopped on the couch and turned on the tv, dragging laptop into her lap. A disney movie was playing, just for Artemis. Her fingers ran over the keys so quickly as she wrote the lyrics that had been digging into her so heavily.

One time for the saints and the sinners You know you gotta put it down like a winner Chances taken, smile ’til you fake it My mind's running all the time And I don't really like anything I find Got time? 'Cause I'm out of mine Had my ducks in a row, now they're slowly falling out of line

Maybe three hours passed but she looked at her phone, shooting a quick text to Erik, she closed her laptop. She stretched, leaned down and kissed Artemis on the forehead before standing and walking into her room. Shutting off the lights, she went inside and climbed into her bed.

No need to think too hard on it anymore.

They were mutuals.

....

Right?

The male in question looked down at his phone as he pressed the females head into her plush pillow. She let out a cry as her nails tore through her sheets, her cunt clenching around his thick cock. She begged over and over for him to let her cum. He could barely hear her, as he tuned her out just a bit. His eyebrow cocked at the text message.

'I'm going to bed, if you're coming back to my apartment, the keys under the flowerpot, Gnight.'

She was offering and how could he turn down his friend? She's all he could see looking down at this woman who was pressed against the sheets. All she could do was take what he was giving her. Her whine of his name, made him smirk and absolutely stroked his ego even more so. He wanted to hear more of that. His hand wrapped itself into her plaits before pulling her back and wrapping his arm around her stomach.

This new position had her seeing stars, as he pistoning his hips into her drenched pussy.

"Say it." He growled into her ear.

She gasped as he hit that one spot. Her body trembling.

"I...Fuck...Erik~" God, thats how he wanted Serina to say his name.

He wanted to make her beg,

He chuckled and gripped her chin after letting go of her hair. Her eyes slid open to look in the mirror in front of her. She could feel her cheeks heating up.

"Again baby girl.."

She whined. He could see that blonde hair and those hazel eyes, clouded in lust.

"Say it."

"MAKE ME CUM, DADDY!"

Serina would sound delicious calling him that.

She wailed as he drove into her with a solid growl, watching has her body tensed and she clenched around him, drenching him with her cum. He drug his own orgasm from her body regardless of how sensitive she was. She fell forward and as soon as her head hit the pillow she was out. He didn't say anything to her as he redressed and left the dorm before making his way back to Serina's apartment. Looking around the front door, he found the pot before moving his fingers around it.

Aha.

The key.

Pulling it out, he unlocked the door before shutting it behind him lightly. He didn't want to wake her. It didn't matter cause she poked her head out at him.

"Erik...?"

"Mhmm. go back to bed..."She walked into her linen closet to grab a blanket before pulling a pillow from her room.

"Here...get some rest."

"....Serina."

"Hmm?" She turned to look at him.

"Let's sleep together."

#erik killmonger x reader #erik stevens x reader #black panther killmonger #black panther #killmonger x reader #bp #my writing #let me tutor you ma #series

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legobatjoker · 2 years ago

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OKAY ITS 2:30 !! which tbh will prob mean ill get in bed by 3 also but like tbh i was getting in bed at 3:30ish all those days were it was was 3 am so like !!! still better !!! FDHDFHDF anyway not as late as before but still late so i gotta get to bed but !! b4 i do rly do j wanna say tht well !!! i love you so so much mx i rly rly do :3 !!! like ohh omg i did actually like rly miss u today on the time u were offline tbh like !! idk i j did rly like wish i cld vc w u today nd stuff nd talk more bc well it rly is so swonderful whenever we do mx it rly is like !!! like just vcing with you and messsaging you and nd sending you asks always rly rly is such a lovely highlight of myday it rly is i just love like !! hearing ur tohughts on stuff nd abt ur life nd shraingm y tohughts ons tuff with you like it rly is laways jsut so lvoely nd brings sm joy into my life id day just like you do in general mx like !!! you rly are such a wonderful increidble amwazing sweet kind caring fun funny talented charming endearing wonderful person my dearest you really really are and just make me feel so so lvoed and cared for and im just so so so lucky and greatful to be your freind and have you in my life i rly rly am i hope you know u rly do mean so so very much to me !! nd ya i hope uyr day is good love nd tht you sleep well, ilusmm !! <3 💕💕💕💕💕💕🐞🦋💞🦔🌻💕🌸🍓💞🌻✨✨✨

CONGRATS ON GETTING TO SLEEP A BIT EARLIER TODAY MX!!!! very very cool i hope u get lotsa good rest bcuz of it 🎉🎉🥳🥳🥳!!!! and yeah i rlly missed u too!! i am sorry that u missed me but im glad that when we do get to vc that it is fun for u and makes u happy and stuff bcuz its rlly always sooo so fun for me and brings sm joy to my day ykw! abd in general like u said j talking to you and sharing thoughts and hearing ur thoughhts in any and every capacity is always sosoo wonderful!!! and ur so wonderful:’>>!! and i feel so lucky to b yr friend too! i love you smn gnight!! 💕❤️❤️💕💕💕❤️💕💕💕💕

#mewtuals #castle.answers #:3(:3)!

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thedappleddragon · 4 years ago

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ugh im big stupid and haven't been posting my shit here for a while. I've still been typing it out in my notes, I just havent transferred them onto here lol. im putting it all under the cut, don't worry

Today was pretty dang nice! I spent a little time outside because it was nice and warm out, I drew a little in my sketchbook and digitally rendered a picture of Anna’s new princess outfit, ran an errand with my mom to pick up a graphing calculator and a pack of soda, ate some Wendy’s, and did a lot of sewing for my dress! I joined the bodice lining and exterior, and did a little over half of the sewing for the skirt. I’m doing French seams so there’s no raw edges on the inside, so I still have to iron it and go over the second round of stitches. My machine malfunctioned for a moment with the thread tangling up in the lower bobbin thingy, so I left it alone for like an hour and it fixed itself lol. I’m very happy with how the bodice came out after clipping all the extra fabric in the corners and test fitting it. I think it’ll be great when it’s done!! Although I may or may not need to seam rip a little bit of the skirt to extend the zipper down so I can get it over my fuckin DUMPTRUCK when putting it on. Right now there’s enough stretch to put it on, but Idk how well that’ll stay after attaching the 2 pieces. Also it might end up making me look fat/preggo in the end with how the skirt lays lmao. I also did a really quick test fit with the sleeves, and I might actually like it better sleeveless? I’ll put one on anyway and go from there to see which I like better. HOORAY this dress has pockets!! But I may have put them a little low lol. I wanted to do a big dress debut at prom, but turns out graduates aren’t allowed due to covid restrictions :( so that really sucks. But we’re still gonna hang out a little bit beforehand, and I can still do a debut. I made a little bow out of some scrap dress fabric, which I want to put in my hair for pre-prom. I think I’ll braid my hair, maybe get some fake flowers from dollar tree and ribbon to add somehow, and put the ribbon either at the bottom or the top, wherever the hair tie eventually goes. I’m so exited to work on it more. I’m kinda running out of white thread tho so I’ll have to get more. Later in the evening i got hungry and made ramen while my dad and I watched a documentary on some of the horrible shit that went on all around the world during 2020, some of which I had forgotten about, some that was really surreal and out of a dystopian movie, and some stuff that was just upsetting to watch. It was still pretty good tho. I got work tomorrow and I’m really sleepy even tho it’s only 12:30 so I think I’m gonna grab a snack and go to sleep soon. Gnight mwah

Yesterday I worked and sewed until I ran out of thread and drew a little bit. Spent most of my shift watering flowers, then I went home and ate for a moment, then watered more and picked dead flowers and talked about avatar and other animated shows with the highschool girl I work with. Came home and hung out for a while, that evening made some good pasta.

Today I justly hung out, then went with mom to pick up a bookshelf and went through strawtown which I thought was a very funny name for a town. There was a cute antique shop in there tho. On the way back we stopped in a sewing shop called Always in stitches. I expected it to be a very small shop, but it was SO much bigger than I thought it would be. They had tons of fabric and quilting supplies, and lots of old ladies working and talking. I picked up a cone of white thread and a fabric sample pack. Then I sewed my dress a little bit. I still have lots to do, and only like 2.5 days to do it. I’ll get there tho. All I have to do is add the skirt hem, add the pockets back in (I took them out so I could see them in normally), add sleeves and hem them, and add the zipper. And attach the skirt to the bodice. I think I’ll be able to do it. I had yogurt for the first time in forever today. Tbh I used just enough to hold together the strawberry and granola bits kgelgskgs. It was pretty good tho. I drew ELEVEN pages in my sketchbook, about 8 of them being a comic about the pony au of our royalty au. I could have done the comic with human characters but ponies are so much easier to draw aggsssdh. I spent 40 minutes typing out the dialogue and editing it on top of the rest of the comic so my friend could read it, but she still hasn’t read my text :( oh well that’s fine lol. The original plot was supposed to be Sam talking to an accidental illusion of me being mean about her blight, but then I accidentally made it something different. I might just draw the alternate ending instead. Update I just did

Yesterday I sewed and went to Menards to buy tile for moms bathroom.

Today was VERY productive, I feel like. I woke up and immediately took a shower and did laundry. I spent some one just sitting on my bed scrolling and researching while listening to medieval remixes of songs lol. At some point I went out to buy subway for everyone and stopped at dollar tree for nail polish and satin ribbon. I made the ribbon into a little choker and wanted to use it for the hem of the skirt, but I was too short. In total I spent HOURS hemming and pinning and seam ripping and ironing and sewing today, but it’s still not done. I gotta kick my ass into high gear if it’s gone be done by Sunday afternoon. I started sewing the bottom hem, but my machine has been doing this weird thing where the fabric scrunches up right past the sewing foot and leaves wrinkles and gathers so loose I can move it around with my hands easily. I think it’s just my tension being too tight or something, I adjusted it a bit and I’ll test it in the morning. I’m too tired and it’s too late at night to be doing that much sewing. I seam ripped the entire back skirt seam so I could extend the zipper a little further down, and I’ll sew it back up once the hem is done. After that all I need to donis connect the skirt to the bocice, fix the zipper, and hem the arm holes. I don’t want to use the sleeves I made because the edges don’t line up at all and I don’t think I would be able to lift my arms, the way it’s built. The nail polish I picked up works way better than I thought it would, leaving a pretty good metallic sheen after just one coat. Way better than I thought for a dollar. I helped mom lay down tile a little bit, ripping up one old tile and helping a bit at a time throughout the day. I kept asking if she wanted help with the actual tiling part but she said no. We also couldn’t get the fuckin box cutter I bought to work. It’s supposed to be easy to replace the blade, but we couldn’t figure it out lol. I’m falling asleep fun. Washed my face twice, trying to take good care of myself before prom so I look good in photos. Gotta wash hair tomorrow. Made hamburger meat

Spent all day sewing and listening to bardcore remixes. Dress is as done as I bother to make it rn

Tbh I was hoping for a little more for today. I’ve spent the last like week or longer working towards this, and going especially in depth the past 3 days. I got all silky smooth, worked for hours on my dress, thought about pretty much nothing except prom day. I was late because my dad had my neighbor come over to take pictures of me in my dress. I thought it was just going to be her holding my dad’s phone to get a picture of us together, but she brought her whole ass professional camera and spent several minutes taking pictures. Then I took the weirdest way possible to get to my friend’s house on accident because google maps said it was the fastest way to get there. But HEY when I did get there I enjoyed hanging out with my friends. We ate some dinner AND??? Sammie I’m sorry if you’re reading this but THE MASHED POTATOES?? WERE S O BLAND????? AFAJSTSTHJST ily but girl. Just a little salt could have gone a long way <3 the steak and especially the green bean casserole were good tho :) dinner was good with the sparkling juice and little desert. Overall everything was just very loud, but that’s to be expected when this is everyone’s first time seeing each other in a goddamn while: actually I think they’ve all seen each other at school without me but hey whatever. I think I fucked up my phone screen on accident by sitting on it while it was in my pocket with my keys, leaving a spiderweb crack in it. I checked and yeah it’s not just the screen protector :( eh I don’t care that much, It didn’t fuck up the lcd screen or anything. We went up to Sam’s room and hung out and talked while she did Liz’s makeup and took pictures, and I borrowed a little of her concealer before photos. There was a little photo shoot in their front yard, and looking at the photos I look a little fat in them but I LOVE all the photos taken in Sam’s room where we were all just hanging out. Idk why but whenever you have to do photos and they say to do a silly one, it never turns out good, but the fun ones you casually take always turn out way better. They’re more genuine :) but then it was time for everyone to go to prom and for me to go home 😔 we only hung out for like an hour and a half. I didn’t want to take off my dress, seeing as I put in so much effort to sew the whole dress and shave and look pretty, so I wore it around the house for a bit until I got tired and went to lay in bed. I watched the mitchels vs the machines, which is a fuckin DELIGHTFUL movie!! Everybody go watch it it’s so cute <3 I also played some Pokémon and watched a little YouTube in bed, but feeling unfulfilled and wanting to do something different, I just didn’t know what. So instead I started typing this up as my sister brought me a cupcake from prom :) I had a bite and put the rest in the fridge, since it was so big and in a plastic container. I texted a friend over Snapchat asking if they had fun at prom, and they said it was kinda ass. I tried relating and saying yeah all school dances are a little ass, and my friend group once had anti prom and played dnd instead, but they just said ‘that’s nice’ back and idk if that means they’re annoyed at me or they’re just tired and didn’t wanna text or what but :( idk. Either way it’s fine, right now all I care about is going to bed. Gnight I guess. Also I keep thinking about that textpost that’s like “diary of icarly” and she talks in these simple-ass sentences and now I feel self conscious about how I write these snafnfs. I already know I write like a child in these, but that’s just because I don’t wanna go through the effort of making this sound nice and professional every day lmao. So child writing it is. Also painted my nails really horribly and it took forever to clean up which made me late

Woke up, went to work, spent a little time stocking, watered indoor plants, then attempting to work the register, and organized plants the rest of the time. I stood behind one of my coworkers as she checked people out, kind of understanding what she was doing but not that much, and read the manual in down periods. She had me check out a couple people, and it was NERVE WRACKING AS HELL. Thankfully everyone was very nice, and my coworker stood by and helped, and right as I was getting my foothold, my boss called for me to work outside and bring in the new shipment of plants. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT WAS REALLY NICE?? I was actually able to help some people today!! :D I’m slowly getting better at my job which is nice :) originally I was only gonna work 4 hours, but there were more plants to get and I felt like I could keep going, so I ended up working 6 instead. Every time I come home from the end of my shift I feel bad for not working more and like I should have stayed longer. Tbh I think I could do it if I had a proper break! I’ve been doing 4 hour shifts with maybe a water break in the middle because i don’t know how to ask to go on break ;-; Ike my secondary boss in the garden center is super nice and approachable and friendly but the main boss is like. Terrifying. I never know when he’s joking or being serious and I don’t understand him and assffsfamms it SUCKS. But whatever, I went home and ate some Mac n cheese and laid in bed because my back hurt and played on my ds for the rest of the night. I tried a couple new games, none of which I spent very long on. I tried okami den where you’re the wolf puppy child of the precious games protagonist I think, and idk maybe I’ll give it a better try in the future, but I wasn’t feelin it. I spent like 30 minutes on a pro bass fishing simulator and couldn’t clear the first level because the fish wouldn’t get close enough to my boat lmao. Sonic and Mario at the Olympic Games was fun until I lost at table tennis to Mario. I’d play it again. But I have work again tomorrow so I gotta go to bed good night. Having to blast my fan and play drawfee on my phone to drown out moms tv again >:(

Ate a pbj for breakfast? Went to work, moved plants around, took my lunch break, went to subway with an expired coupon, ate at home and times it perfectly so I could watch one section of the new drawfee episode, went back to work, made myself sad thinking about the god girl homunculus from fullmetal alchemist, picked dead flowers off the petunias, left a little early, hung out at home, left to go get mom’s medicine, found my dad at the store, followed him around and shopped for a bit, can home to unload everything, talked with him about buying one of the cars from him so it would be under mom’s insurance after the divorce, talked about being able to hang out at dads apparent after we help him move, ate some of the stuff we bought, and now I’m hanging out in bed again. I picked up my Pokémon black save and played a while today which was nice. I think I’m gonna work more in the next few days, be really busy with shit for like a week, and finally have a breather after the 15th. I really need to switch brain gears back into college stuff soon so I can sign up for orientation and figure out finances and shit, but for now it’s midnight and I don’t have to think about it lol

Today was pretty good, but also pretty boring. I played Pokémon all day since I didn’t have work, cooked some hamburger meat, and went on an errand for mom but got the wrong thing so I went out later to buy the right thing. I got spicy chicharrones instead of regular ones oops. On my drive back from getting the right thing, I rolled all my windows down and loved the feeling of driving around right after sunset when the weather was nice but cool, especially after standing in mom’s loud-ass room trying to ask about her bank card. I thought about going back out to aimlessly drive around the park and back, but instead hung out in my kitchen as my cat fell asleep on my lap. I think I’m gonna get paid tomorrow, so that’s exciting :D I probably made a solid couple hundred dollars if I had to guess. Idk what I’m getting paid per hour, but it’s probably ~$10 and I COULD go through my texts again to see how much I’ve worked, but I don’t really wanna lmao. I should just start putting that in my notes app instead...

Just had probably the most involved, longest dream ever?? It was a mix of infinity train and dangenrompa, we were mostly stuck inside my house, one boy left for years to search for supplies, I tried biking along a tail that disappeared into tree roots and a ditch with grass, cried because we had been in the same car for so long I was afraid they were gonna make us kill someone to get past, and at the end we escaped or something and had to fuck up security cameras and get past loopholes and lots of cereal boxes were involved? Idk there’s just so much I don’t remember. I wasn't sure if I had to go to work today, so I sent my boss a text and just kinda hung out. was making hamburger meat for my mom when my boss called asking me to come in, so I took a shower and worked from 1-5. spent some time at the register, and got way better at checking stuff out :) I learned a couple things, and there was one old lady in particular who was very patient and nice to me while my coworker went to go find a smaller bag of birdseed. when it stopped being busy inside, I went ut to the garden center to help price plants and spent the rest of my shift out there. I got paid too! $9 an hour, 22 hours, $200 in total. hell yeah. not bad, although I literally have no frame of reference on if this Is good or not. after work I went home for a second, then got Hardee’s (or carls jr in the western states). I used a coupon for chicken tenders for me and my sister :) and while I was driving around today, I found myself wishing that everything in life could be as smooth and easy as driving my car through my neighborhood. and then I kinda laughed thinking about how I cried my first time driving on a major road asdjfasjdhf. but seriously I love driving my dad’s silver Volvo!! its so comfy with 4 wheel drive and good petal control, its like always driving on freshly paved roads <3 unfortunately that's the car my dad is taking when he moves into his apartment to use as his full time car instead of his shit-ass blue Volvo, and we’re gonna be stuck with the red Volvo with a really touchy gas pedal and slow break pedal. (idk if you've noticed but we really love old Volvos in this family. they’re all old and boxy as hell and I love em <3 ) then I played Pokemon black and beat the elite 4 and champion in one try with a lot of revives lmao. I was kinda underleveled, right at 48-50 range, same as them. I was angry about stuff and in pain earlier in the shower as I washed my hair, but I dont remember exactly what it was. now I have my soft Spotify playlist going so I can maybe go to sleep soon. oh wait I remember being angry that all I could thin about all day was work, even tho it only takes up a few hours of my day, and then I do nothing all day afterwards. idk it’s just weird.

#thanks for coming to my ted talk #April 2021 daily #may 2021 daily #2021 daily

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An all new episode of Cuba v DR!! Thank you guys so much for all the love, it truly makes our day! Stay tuned tomorrow on @missjennifercole for episode 18!!

EPISODE 17

Rafael was still making notes in files at two in the morning when he noticed the time. Dropping his pen, he sighed heavily, yawning as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He had to get to bed if he had any hope of being of any use in court.

Roxie looked over at him from her notebook and smiled, stroking his hair. “Get some sleep love.”

“Are you coming?” he asked. “Hey I forgot to ask, have we gotten any more RVSPs for the wedding?”

She nodded, “Several, from my old friends and then a few from friends of yours. Just the important ones of course,” she winked.

“Okay, we need to give them a final headcount by next week,” he replied softly.

She nodded and yawned, standing up with a frown when she heard a knock. “It's two in the bloody morning,” she mumbled as she moved to the door and started to unlock it.

“Hey, be careful, honey. Look through the peephole for Christ’s sake,” he said, coming up behind her and held the door shut. “Who is it?!” he called out.

“Eddie,” he called out softly, “I'm gonna surprise Tia and the kids tomorrow but I need a place to crash. Can I sleep here tonight? Izzy said she's not staying here anymore so you might have an open room.”

Opening the door, Rafael smiled at his nephew, bringing him in for a hug.

“It’s so good to see you, mijo. Of course you can stay here, pero coño, you couldn’t come when it wasn’t two in the morning?” Rafael asked, playfully nudging his nephew.

Eddie hugged back and grinned at Rafael. “I know I'm sorry, I was visiting a friend before I got here,” he grinned as Roxie tugged at Eddie’s lipstick stained collar.

“You have so many friends Eddie,” Roxie said in amusement but gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Aww come on Roxie, we're family.” He tapped his lips with his finger as if he expected her to give him a peck and she laughed in his face.

“Nice try, mijo. I don’t think she wants to catch anything,” Rafael mused playfully, smirking at his nephew. “Well come on in, the guest room is still set up from when Izzy was staying here. Just make yourself at home.”

“Thanks tio, I really appreciate it. I'll be out of your hair first thing in the morning, I promise.”

Although he still seemed to have his playboy mannerisms, there was something different about Eddie. He seemed much more mature and put together.

“You can stay as long as you’d like, mijo,” Rafael replied as Mowgli came trotting over to see what all the fuss was about.

Eddie smiled and crouched down as he looked at the piglet. “Hello there,” he scratched behind the piglets ear and laughed when Mowgli snorted in return, moving in for more attention.

“This is Mowgli,” Roxie said, smiling down at the pair. “Mowgli, this is Eddie. He’s your cousin.”

Eddie leaned over and pressed his nose against the pig’s snout. “He's adorable.”

“He's a good boy,” Roxie said proudly before yawning. “Right, we were just headed to bed, make yourself comfortable dear,” she said with a smile before taking Rafael's hand.

Eddie nodded and waved, “gnight tio, gnight Roxie, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Rafael replied, locking the front door and following Roxie into their bedroom where he pulled her into a hug. “I love you so much,” he mumbled, kissing her lips.

She kissed back and smiled, “I love you too,” she laid down with him and snuggled against his chest. “You have a big day tomorrow, get some sleep love.”

“You take such good care of me, mi amor,” he mumbled, holding her against him and almost instantly falling asleep.

In the morning Eddie had made breakfast and left a thank you note before heading out.

“This is so sweet,” she said with a grin as Rafael came to look at the spread.

“He is entirely too good at sneaking out in the morning,” Rafael mused with a smirk. “This is nice, though.”

“He's a good boy, they raised him well,” she rubbed his chest and smiled at him softly. “Well grab some food, you need to get to work,” she kissed him softly and hugged him. “I'm going to try going to work today as well.”

“Are you?” he asked, smiling down at her. “That’s great, mi amor.”

She smiled and stroked his hair, “Wish us both luck then,” she whispered and kissed him slowly. “I have a marketing meeting in twenty minutes.”

“You’re gonna do great,” he assured her, kissing her one more time. “I love you so much.” He gave her another kiss. “I’ll see you tonight hopefully.”

You screamed the moment you opened the door, nearly tackling Eddie to the floor with a hug as he laughed and hugged you back.

“Tia! Jesus you're heavy! Get off!” He laughed and hugged you back tightly.

“Oye, what the fuck is wrong with you? Screamin’ like that?” Nevada grumbled as he came down the stairs, looking up to see Eddie and grinning as he went to hug his nephew. “Coño, look at this kid, está hecho un hombre, carajo.”

Eddie grinned and hugged back, “Hey,” he said and tightened his hug, smiling warmly at Nevada. “So I have a request and if you say yes then I have good news,” he said nervously. “So I've decided to take a semester off to work an internship with a law firm here in Manhattan. I can find a place of my own but...I was wondering if I could stay here and just watch the kids as payment?”

He looked nervous, as if they'd actually say no. Nevada quirked the corners of his mouth downward in consideration as he looked over at you. When you said nothing, he nodded his head.

“You wanna stay here?” he asked incredulously.

“If it's okay,” Eddie looked down at his hands. Normally you would have jumped in and assured him that he could stay but you knew it would mean more coming from Nevada.

Your husband thought for a moment longer, sighing softly and nodding his head.

“Yeah, that’s fine, you can stay,” he replied. “Pero, you don’t gotta worry about paying us, alright? Just do good in your internship. That’s enough.”

“No, no tio I have to pay it off someway,” he insisted. “You've both been letting me live here since I was a kid, even before I was your kid, I want to repay you.”

“You have always been our kid,” you said seriously.

“Yeah, you don’t have to pay us anything. All I want is for you to work hard in your internship, that's it. Anyway, working at a law firm, you probably won’t have time for anything else.”

“That’s true, when Rafi did his internship, he barely had time to sleep,” you chimed.

“That's because it was a postgrad internship, plus I'm sure it was a bigger deal than this internship. I'm working with a non-profit law firm.” He looked at you, “I wanna help people, like you Tia.”

Your bottom lip trembled as you threw your arms around him.

“Well, then that means you’re gonna be twice as busy,” you mused, kissing his cheek.

“That’s good, at least that way, I know you’ll be staying outta trouble.”

Eddie chuckled, “Where are my siblings?” He moved up the stairs and to Lily's bedroom, where she was sleeping.

“Oye, pero why the fuck does he ask if he’s just gonna go upstairs and look for them anyway?” Nevada mumbled to you, earning a soft chuckle and a shrug.

Rafael had just dropped off the court order, compelling OJ and Melissa to allow them to talk to Tres, off with SVU, and he walked into his office to find Dana sitting on the couch. She appeared to be working as she sipped her coffee.

“Hey...fancy seeing you here again. Brooklyn office getting too cramped for you?” he teased.

“I figured since this guy is crossing jurisdictions, it would be more efficient if we worked together on this case instead of trying to catch each other up,” she mused, smiling warmly at him “I swear I’m not here to cramp your style, I just wanna catch this guy just as badly as you do,” she added.

He nodded considerately and moved to set his briefcase down before he took off his jacket and began to loosen his tie.

“I have my squad looking into this Klein Smythe. Have your people gotten anything new since we last spoke?”

“No, his parents are a mess, well, his mother is,” she said with a frown. “My people have been looking into Mr. Smythe as well. There's definitely something wrong.”

“Have they found anything that would link the boy in Brooklyn to our cases? I’m sure you would rather not waste your time if it isn’t the same perp,” he replied, taking a seat next to her.

“There's a cash flow coming to the church that I can't explain, no one could donate that much. Not to mention it seems to be a very popular sanctuary for local prostitutes.”

“Lots of churches welcome prostitutes, that doesn’t mean that the place is shady. Lots of churches figure if they leave their doors open to sex workers, they’re safer than on the street...and this is New York, lots of people donate to churches,” he replied. “Sorry, but unless we can clearly connect him to illegal activity, I’m still considering this two separate cases...but I’m more than willing to give you a hand with yours,” he added with a smirk.

She rolled her eyes, “I'll pass,” she said as she looked over her notes. “It's the same man, Rafael, I know it.”

“So prove it,” he mumbled just as his phone rang and he picked it up.

“It’s Benson, we found some interesting reading on your Klein Smythe. Seems before he was a pastor at the church in Brooklyn, the good father conned people out of their life savings in Utah.”

“Really?” he replied, rolling his eyes.

“I’m looking into it further but there's a couple hundred-thousand dollars unaccounted for back in Utah, we're looking into it now. But he fits the perps profile.”

“Fantastic. I’ll let ADA Robbs know. When do you talk to Tres? I assume you’ve already delivered the court order?”

“Yes I have, but we didn't need it, the parents let us speak with him yesterday evening. He had a pretty good look at the man, we were able to get a composite sketch.”

“And..?” he asked, putting the call on speaker so that Dana could listen.

“Were running it through databases and showing the sketch to the parents of the kids to see if he looks familiar. Tres also mentioned something to Carisi that he didn't disclose in the initial report, he said the man liked to read him bedtime stories, like he was acting as a parental surrogate.”

“Interesting...like he’s trying to save them,” Rafael mumbled, looking over at Dana. “Have you been in touch with the Brooklyn PD?”

“Not yet, we're working on it, I'll call when I have more.”

“Okay,” he replied, ending the call and trying to ignore the way Dana was smirking at him.

“You should say it,” she mused after a while.

Rafael arched a brow as he picked up one of his files and began to look over it.

“Just say it, you’ll feel better,” she said, grinning at him.

“Dana...you...were right.”

“There, see? That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“Are you satisfied? Can we get back to work, looking for any other states he nay have kidnapped a boy?” he asked, a slight smirk playing on his features.

“Sure, Rafael,” she said with a smirk.

“Knock knock,” Izzy walked in with a smile and held out a bag for Rafael, “Special delivery from your favorite Englishwoman who says I have to stay here until I watch you eat it all.”

He smirked at the bag, setting it to the side and looking up at his sister.

“Well, you’ll be here a while then, I’m not taking a lunch today, but rest assured I’ll eat it all,” he replied.

She shrugged and smiled at him, sitting down and getting comfortable before turning to Dana.

“Hi, I'm Rafael's sister, Izzy,” she grinned and extended a hand.

Dana looked Izzy over, eyeing the bruises on her wrist but saying nothing.

“It’s nice to--”

“Izzy…” Rafael’s eyes were on the bruises he could clearly see. “What happened to your wrists?”

“Nothing, just getting clumsy while working on my art projects,” she said with a giggle.

He looked up at her, narrowing his eyes and clenching his jaw briefly.

“You promised,” he whispered.

She closed her eyes tight and nodding, “I'm sorry, you're right.”

“Dana, would you give us a minute, please?” he asked, looking back at his colleague, who nodded and stood.

“Of course,” she replied, giving Izzy a sympathetic smile before she moved out of the room.

“What happened?” he asked again once they were alone.

“The withdrawals, she's out of her mind in pain, cold sweats, everything, she was hallucinating and she was a little rough. It was a complete accident. She wasn't in her right mind. Her manager called the private medics who came and helped me.”

“She should be in a rehab facility,” he replied. “It shouldn’t be on you to help her get better, that’s her responsibility,” he answered.

“If she goes into a rehab facility the tabloids go crazy, it should be taken care of privately.” She moved to sit with him and hugged him tight. “I was scared,” she whispered through tears.

“So she goes into a private rehab center, Izzy...listen, she isn’t that famous. Wherever she goes, no tabloids will go crazy. She isn’t Ozzy Osbourne,” he replied, arching a brow. “She’s never been in any tabloids before, what makes you think it’ll start now?”

“She's not Tom Cruise but she's definitely famous, they've done stuff about her drug use before and if they do it again it'll really upset her. She's getting clean for me, she's working so hard, the least I can do is my part.”

“She should be getting clean for her, not for you. This isn’t your problem, Izzy, don’t make it your problem,” he answered.

“Would you leave Roxie if she had a problem?” she whispered.

“If she was physically abusing me, you bet your ass I would. Besides, I never said you should leave her, what I’m saying is that you shouldn’t take full responsibility for something that really isn’t about you to begin with.”

She bit her lip and looked down at her hands, pressed her face against his neck. Just sitting next to him comfortably.

“I know this isn’t what you wanna hear, but she needs to get help for her, not anyone else...and you can’t be her punching bag while she tries to get sober,” he whispered, hugging her back.

She snuggled into him, “I'm not her punching back, she was hallucinating.” She winced a bit. “Don't hug too tight,” she whispered.

He loosened his grip, leaning back to look down at her with a frown.

“Did she hurt you somewhere else?” he asked in a mumble.

“She was hallucinating,” she reminded softly.

“I don’t care, did she hurt you somewhere else?” he asked again.

She shrugged and eventually nodded. He shrugged back at her, a little sarcastically so as he shook his head a bit.

“And that’s just perfectly fine because she was hallucinating? So, the next time-- and there will likely be a next time-- if she kills you...she shouldn’t be held accountable because she was just hallucinating?”

She stood, moving out the door without another word.

“Izzy, don’t walk away from me,” he said, following her out into the hallway and stopping her when she reached the elevator. “Don’t you understand that I’m telling you this because I care?”

She turned around and sniffled, nodding, she knew it was because he cared. “I'm sorry,” she whispered. “I didn't come here to put this on you, Roxie asked me to drop food off and I just wanted to see you. After everything that happened with you and her...I didn't want to put more on you.”

“Don’t worry about me, I’m...fine. I wouldn’t have brought it up if I didn’t want to deal with it,” he answered. “But I’m afraid for you, and what scares me even more is that you don’t seem to be afraid for yourself.”

“I wouldn't let her kill me,” she said softly. “But I can't give up on her. My mom had tons of drug problems and everyone gave up on her Rafi. Before I met you and Nevada, everyone gave up on me too… I can't just give up on her. But I don't know what to do.” She bit her lip. “Her manager is pulling her in one direction, I’m pulling her in the other. She's going insane and I don't blame her. I don't know what I’m supposed to do!” She threw her arms up, breathless from her outburst, she had never told anyone those feelings.

“Nobody said anything about giving up on her,” he replied, shaking his head. “And it has nothing to do with what you let or won’t let her do. It’s about continuing to put yourself in a situation you can not control. Ultimately, Lila needs to make this decision for herself. Not you, not her manager, her. That’s the only way she will ever get better...and sometimes loving someone is about giving them the space and time to do that. Sometimes that’s the best way you can show your love. It’s not easy, trust me...but sometimes it’s the only way for them to get better.”

She was quiet for a long moment, looking down at her feet. Finally she whispered to him. “Do you know how I can find out about rehab centers?”

He nodded softly, “Let me make some calls, I’ll find her a good one. Somewhere that will really help her,” he answered quietly.

“Okay,” she nodded and held out her hand to him, which he took immediately, kissing her forehead.

“I love you,” she whispered and moved to hug him tight. “I really love you.”

“I really love you too,” he replied, hugging her back while taking care not to upset her other injuries. “You know, while Lila’s at this place...Eddie’s in town. I don’t know for how long, but you should ask if he’d like to stay with you. I think the two of you would be great company for each other,” he suggested.

She smiled, “Eddie’s home?” she asked eagerly.

“Yeah, I think he went to Y/N’s this morning to see the kids,” he answered. “You guys used to have fun together, and you’re both young, you like doing the same things. I think it might be good for you.”

“I think so too,” she said with a huge grin. She looked up at him and kissed his cheek. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I know it isn't always easy being my brother, but I love you so much.”

“I love you too, don’t ever forget that, okay?” he replied softly. “If I’m hard on you, it’s because I love you so much.”

She nodded and snuggled against him for a minute before wiping a few tears and stepping back. “I've gotta go back to Roxie, I'm doing touch ups on the bakery for her.”

“Okay...if she asks, tell her I will eat what she sent me,” he replied, kissing her forehead before he started to walk back to his office.

She waved before heading into the elevator and heading back to the bakery.

#Nevada ramirez #rafael barba #trouble in the heights #law and order svu #cuba v dr

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Sleepless nights

As I mentioned in my post for Nursey Week, I’m from New York City, and by that I mean Manhattan. But I go to school in the mountains, where the most noise we hear at night is the occasional truck passing by. What this all means is that I can barely sleep on breaks now, because it’s too noisy and there are always lights shining through the windows. If Nursey lives on the Upper East Side, he doesn’t have the lights problem, but I’m still going to project my exhaustion on him (with some NurseyDex because of course). Here’s to 4 hours of sleep a night.

It’s the first night of summer break and Nursey is in his childhood bed glaring at the ceiling wondering why his mind is refusing to let him sleep. Maybe it’s the incessant honking of taxis, maybe it’s the way the streetlamp shines directly through the slit in the curtains that can never be fully blocked. Maybe it’s the fact that the smell of cigarettes is filling his room from the assholes smoking on the stoop right below his window. Either way, Nursey’s done. He just wants to sleep, damn it. Heaving what he knows is an overly-dramatic sigh, he rolls onto his back and pulls the sheet over his head.

The phone’s light is harsh against Nursey’s eyes, but he squints at it anyway. 4:37 in the fucking morning. Nursey scowls and goes to Snapchat. If he can’t sleep, he might as well see how other people spent their first night of break. Ransom and Holster are unsurprisingly together, at a motel somewhere along the way to Ransom’s house. Bitty’s Snapstory shows a cute fully-stocked kitchen with a cobbler cooling on the counter; the timestamp says 1:12am. Farmer decided to practically livesnap her and Chowder’s trip to California, and the last photo is of Chowder passed out on the seat of a plane, captioned “we literally just boarded.” Shitty sent Nursey a series of videos at 12:43, smoking, ranting about a case he recently read, and telling Nursey to “get a night of some real sleep you fuckin’ beaut.” Nursey scoffs. Sleep. Right.

But then he gets to Dex’s Snapstory and is surprised to see a timestamp of 4:29am against a black background, captioned “it’s too early for this shit.” Nursey switches over to text and types with one eye open, hits send, and promptly drops his phone on his face.

Me: too early for what?

Nursey isn’t expecting Dex to respond, but a few seconds later his phone is buzzing against his nose from where he left it.

Dexyyy: tf are you doing awake Nurse

Me: idk man what are YOU doing awake

Dexyyy: You’re gonna chirp me and it’s too early to be chirped

Me: awww dexy you take away all my fun

Me: pinky promise i won’t

Dexyyy: Ugh fine. It’s the beginning of lobster season. Gotta start waking up before the spirits go to sleep.

Me: damnnn dex, cant catch a break can you

Dexyyyy: You promised

Me: that was hardly a chirp

Dexyyy: Whatever

Dexyyy: So what the fuck are you doing awake

Me: lol

Me: couldn’t sleep. Too many cars, too much light, too many thoughts

Dexyyy: City boy.

Me: is that supposed to be an insult?

Dexyyy: Don’t know. Maybe?

Me: gotta step up your game, poindexter

Dexyyy: Shut up Nurse

Dexyyy: I gotta go

Me: have fun killing innocent life forms

Dexyyy: Fuck off

Dexyyy: Just go the duck to sleep nursey

Dexyyy: *fuck. Ugh.

Me: lolll

Me: yessir

Me: gnight

Dexyyy: sleep well

Me: zzzzz

It’s 4:48 in the morning. Nursey is contemplating just getting up and starting his day. The pre-dawn light is starting to filter into his room through the curtain, casting a hazy rectangle onto the wall. Nursey gazes at it, thinking about how somewhere a few hundred miles away, Dex is preparing to get on his uncle’s boat and spend the morning hours on the water. Nursey wonders if the sun looks different from Dex’s amber eyes than it does from his own grey-green ones. He closes his eyes, thinking about how he and Dex went from nearly killing each other during the seniors’ graduation ceremony, to texting before the sun came up.

When Nursey opens his eyes, six hours have passed. He stumbles out of bed and stretches until his shoulder pops. Glancing at his phone, he sees three texts from Dex: the first two are sent at 6:26 in the morning, and the last at 11:39.

Dexyyy: Don’t tell Jack but I’d almost rather be doing suicides than fucking fishing for lobster. I smell like bait.

Dexyyy: Didn’t realize how used to cushy college life I’d gotten. I’m getting new blisters.

Dexyyy: Are you still asleep

Nursey realizes he’s smiling at his phone. And since it’s the first day of break and he has nothing to do all day, he’s pressing the call button before he can talk himself out of it. Dex picks up on the third ring.

“Dex!”

“Finally get your ass out of bed?”

“You realize that you have to text me every night now? So I can go to sleep? I only was able to sleep because you told me to.”

“Nursey, what the fuck.”

“C’mon man.”

“No.”

And then they’re off, Nursey asking about Dex’s morning and listening to Dex complain about ‘going soft’ during the year while Nursey rolls his eyes and gets dressed, then Dex grouching about how Nursey doesn’t have anything to do for the summer, and an hour later Nursey finds himself booking bus tickets up to Maine while talking about how they’re going to celebrate Chowder’s birthday that year. He pauses just before hitting the ‘book tickets’ button.

“Dex.”

“Yes?”

“Uh. You sure it’s cool if I come up? I mean, like, dude, this isn’t really…”

“What we do?”

“Yeah.”

“Well. I don’t know. Maybe we should try being friends without Chowder playing middleman.”

“Okay, yeah, that’s chill.”

“Ugh, if say ‘chill’ ONCE I will throw you off a pier.”

“You just want to see me wet.” (Nursey nearly smacks himself for that one.)

“Fuck off, Nurse. We literally see each other soaked in sweat like six days a week.”

“Okay, well, tickets are booked.”

“‘Swawesome. See you in a few days?”

“Yeah man, see you soon.”

And then Nursey is left in a New York City brownstone grinning madly in the middle of his room, thinking how much better this summer has suddenly become.

#trying this AGAIN #nurseydex #dexnursey #derek nurse #omgcheckplease #omgcp #but honestly what is sleep #i write

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