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[catlady1986]

I don't want to be repetitive or annoying or anything but I do hope you're alright. I was looking through the stories I keep open and I came across Revelations and I just wanted to I guess check in idk but not even just because I miss the story but I do hope you're taking care of yourself and such. It's been a rough year all around, I think. 💌

Thank you for your concern. I wish I had better news regarding Revelations but I'm still struggling with writing and anything involving being creative even after starting a better job, though my family are still a bunch of stressful disasters. Just feel exhausted after a few minutes of trying and end up just watching random videos or playing a game to focus my mind on. I'm still trying though little by little and hoping to have the next chapter out by the end of the year as long as nothing major happens that derails it. Thank you again and hope you are doing well! ♡ฅ/ᐠ｡ᆽ｡ᐟ\

[quietwingsinthesky]

Okay hear me out Missy/Donna

this came out so silly. it’s more pre-donna/missy but give them like a few weeks and missy will be earning herself so many kisses.

“Are you a friend of the Doctor’s?” Donna asks upon spotting the woman sitting on a bench in her garden outside the Doctor’s TARDIS. It’s far too warm out to be dressed in as many layers as she is, but at least she has her own umbrella for shade. She turns her head to look at Donna, and there’s something familiar about it that Donna can’t put her finger on.

“His dearest,” she says. Donna raises her eyebrows in disbelief, but really, the woman says it with so much conviction that she’s not even sure how to argue. “Why? Is there anyone else I could be here to visit?” Donna huffs a laugh.

“Not unless you’re paying for one of Rose’s toys in person.” She considers for the briefest moment that this woman could know Shaun and immediately dismisses the thought. Absolutely not. They’d be making up stories around the dinner table about what Miss Mary Poppins got up to every week if he knew her. “Or- No. Never mind. He doesn’t have friends.”

“Oh?” The woman pounces on Donna’s irritation. “Domestic problems?” Donna joins her on the bench, despite a small part of her mind still insisting there’s something terribly off about the woman. She makes room for Donna, her eyes never leaving her. Despite the umbrella’s shade falling across her face, her dark eyes seem to glitter.

“Not mine.” Donna rolls her eyes. “When the Doctor keeps that man on a tight leash, anyway. Personally, I think we’d be better off with a real leash to tie him up inside the TARDIS whenever the Doctor goes to the store.” The woman’s smile grows.

“Sounds like trouble.”

“You have no idea.” Donna shakes her head. “But you try suggesting we shouldn’t be housing a maniac. The Doctor’s eyes get all watery and he looks like a kicked dog about it. ‘He’s my oldest friend, Donna. He needs me, Donna. Blowing up Rose’s new shed was an accident, Donna.’ Believe me, I made him fix that himself. Only time I’ve ever been fond of him was watching him help Rose with stitching up replacements for what he destroyed.” Donna stops. “Sorry, what did you say your name was?”

“Missy.”

Donna gets- Not memories, nothing so clear, but sometimes, little pings in her subconscious of the Doctor’s experiences through the remnants of the metacrisis that sunk safely and comfortably into the back of her head to stay forever.

Right now, that ping is more like an air siren.

“Missy,” Donna repeats. Missy puts a hand out, and Donna’s not sure if she’s expecting a handshake or a kiss to her knuckles.

“Short for Mistress.” Donna’s face falls.

Which is what the Doctor stumbles out of the TARDIS to, five minutes later, as Donna yells, “Absolutely not! Not another one of you! Not in my home!” He does not, on the whole, improve the situation, by breaking out into a grin and wrapping Missy up in a hug even she clearly isn’t expecting.

Donna, begrudgingly, allows one more Master to stay with them.

Donna, even more begrudgingly, grows fond of her.

[mizgnomer]

Behind the Scenes of The Giggle - Part Fourteen

Excerpt from Benjamin Cook’s article in DWM 599:

In the back garden of a lovely detached house in the Cardiff suburbs – “Not a mansion, but enough to make you go ‘Ooh’,” Russell’s script specifies – David Tennant is giving Bonnie Langford a bear hug. “Welcome back!” he’s saying. “How long’s it been? Thirty-four years?” What a touching moment. “Yeah! And then she sort of blew it,” David tells me later, laughing, “and said, ‘Oh, no, I was here last year!’”

In a timey-wimey twist, today – Friday, 17 June 2022, another scorcher – is Bonnie first time back on Doctor Who since 1987… bar a fleeting cameo in 2022’s The Power of the Doctor. She’s carrying an apple crumble through some patio doors.

And there are the Nobles – Donna, Rose, Sylvia and Shaun – gathered around the garden table, beneath the pergola, about to tuck into pots of curry and cauliflower cheese. (Anything but tuna madras, please.) Sat with them, joining the familial fray at Donna’s new gaff, is the Nobles’ lodger: the Doctor, like we’ve never seen him before. So relaxed. So happy. “He’s not really save-the-world Doctor right now,” Chanya tells David. “This is an off-duty Doctor.” He’s regaling his adopted family with The Eyebrows Story that he’s probably spun a hundred times before. He’s almost at the bit with the Warrior Queen of the Felooth when –

“Am I late?” Enter: Mel, wearing a Reiss dress covered in pink and white flowers. It’s a floral riff of her Time and the Rani ensemble (“They put me in white trousers in a quarry,” winces Bonnie, when I ask her about that ’87 gear. “What the hell was that about??”). “Sorry, the door was open, you don’t mind?”

“Mad Aunty Mel!! I was so happy when I thought of that,” says Russell. “At last she’s got a home, a story, a history. I suppose this house is Donna and Shaun’s, living with mum and grandad, and the Doctor as the strange lodger in the attic. They were promised compensation by UNIT at the end of The Star Beast [after their home was ravaged by Wrarth Warriors].

“Or maybe Bonnie Langford should move into Bannerman Road?” adds Russell, tantalisingly. “I wouldn’t object. MAD AUNTY MEL.”

For Catherine, working with Bonnie must be the equivalent of David partnering with Ncuti? Is there a sense that they’re kindred souls? “Oh I mean,” she says, “I’m just not as deep as that.” She explodes with laughter. “We didn’t even discuss it. I didn’t know she was a companion! I was literally going to David, ‘Bonnie Langford was in Doctor Who?!’”

“Bonnie’s quite unusual, certainly from the old show, in that she was probably better known for other things,” David reasons. “That’s quite rare. This show tends to cling to you.”

“That’s the thing about Doctor Who. You can run, but you can’t hide,” says Catherine. “It’ll get you. It’ll bring you back in the end – happily.”

Catherine has no regrets, then, about returning for these 60th Anniversary Specials? No, not one, she insists. Best of all, Donna finally gets the happy ending she deserves – the delightful fate of Donna Noble. “I think it’s just amazing that Russell has found a way to do that,” says Catherine. “I was convinced he was going to have the Doctor and Donna die in some terrible, spectacular way and everyone would be sobbing. But no. We sit in a garden and eat apple crumble with Bonnie Langford. Ha! Which is so perfect.”

When Catherine read the script for The Giggle, she was “a little bit taken aback, actually, at what happens,” she told us two issues back. Now she explains: “That was when it fell into place for me. I realised, the need to want the monumental was the actor in me. That’s not what Donna wants. Donna doesn’t want the drama. What she wants is to bring the Doctor home and to ground him the way she needed to ground herself. That’s how she saves him. For me that’s Russell’s brilliance, that he sees beyond the showiness.”

Catherine texted Russell after reading the script. “I was like, ‘Oh my God, we sit in a garden having a barbecue,’ and he goes, ‘Yeah, Donna gets the ending she always wanted.’ I thought, of course, that’s what she wants. She wants her best friend. And obviously,” says Catherine, smiling cheerily, “they get the best of both worlds, because there’s a TARDIS in the garden as well.”

“I really like that this is part of the garden,” says David, pointing across the lawn to where his TARDIS is stood. The Doctor’s TARDIS, by the patio windows. For now. (He took Mel to New York last week. And Rose Noble to Mars.)

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For other posts in this set, please see the #whoBtsGiggle tag. The full episode list is [ here ]

[kissingmilfs]

𐙚 drunk in love | mel x sevika valentine’s day 𐙚

ᥫ᭡。 summary: i saw the picture of the lollipop on twitter and absolutely needed to write sevika asking mel to be her valentine. it’s pure comfort and fluff.

characters: mel x sevika, special guest appearances from jinx and isha ᥫ᭡。

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“This is ridiculous,” mumbled Sevika as she stood in the middle of an aisle in a random drugstore.

Jinx cocked her hip out and tapped her boot against the grey carpet. Isha pulled candy from shelves she could reach, lifting them to Jinx’s eyesight. Jinx would seriously give the candy some consideration but then shake her head and shoo Isha off to find another option. Isha found a bag of suckers that were heart shaped and red, of course, and excitedly bounced. Presenting them to Jinx, the younger girl bit her lip with the need for Jinx’s approval shimmering brightly in her eyes. Dropping her eyes to Isha, Jinx hummed thoughtfully and grabbed the bag from Isha.

“You’re a genius, Isha!” Jinx exclaimed and affectionately ruffled the girl’s fading blue hair. Isha threw her arms up in victory then ran further down the aisle where they kept the stuffed animals and other random toys.

Jinx turned the bag of lollipops over in her hands. Sevika somewhat curiously dropped her eyes to where Jinx inspects the candy despite the huffing and puffing she’s doing.

“How will this possibly help?” Sevika grabs the bag of lollipops as if all her questions will be answered.

Jinx rolls her eyes exasperatedly and reaches for the bag again but Sevika is faster and lifts the bag of lollipops over her head. She laughs with an amused huff as Jinx jumps once to reach the bag. Sevika uses her other hand to gently push Jinx away by her forehead.

Jinx swats at Sevika’s hand and ducks underneath. Crossing her arms over her chest, Jinx begins tapping her foot again on the floor. “Do you want my help or not?”

Sevika seriously considers her then sighs. “Yes…”

“Good!” Jinx immediately brightens up and drops her arms from her chest. “Get the lollipops and pick Mel up from work. Then take her for a drive to the overlook. You should pick something up to eat maybe.”

Sevika’s grey eyes slightly widen with the instructions. She hadn’t realized how big of a deal Valentine’s Day was. Well, she did, but she never put effort behind it. The 42 year old woman hadn’t the opportunity or time to invest much in long term relationships. Valentine’s Day if it came around and she had a lady—Sevika mainly would grab a rose or two from the aunties selling on the sidewalks. A good roll in the sheets and spooning always did the trick for her very brief trysts.

But then Sevika met Mel. Unexpectedly on jazz night at Sevika’s favorite hole in the wall club. She could not take her eyes off the woman in her modernized flapper dress that moved and sparkled with each breath Mel took. Mel laughed at all of Sevika’s corny jokes and touched her arms and shoulders as she did. Sevika found herself holding her breath every time Mel’s green eyes caught perfectly in the candlelight on the table.

It was no surprise to either of them when Mel ended up in Sevika’s lap. But it was a surprise to Sevika after two days she could not stop thinking about the woman. Then days turned to weeks until Mel and Sevika were an official couple of seven months.

Now a few weeks after seven months together, Valentine’s Day lurked around the corner. Mel had not necessarily dropped hints more so smacked Sevika in the face with them. She foolishly confided in Jinx and Jinx cackled on the couch with her hands on her stomach and tears in her eyes. Sevika failed to find anything amusing about her situation. Asking the 19 year old girl for any advice about love and relationships felt belittling and embarrassing. But Sevika slowly realized she did not mind so much if it meant seeing that smile on Mel’s face. The smile where Mel cannot help but giggle and her cheeks swell so high—Sevika is convinced they’ll swallow Mel’s eyes.

Sevika checks the time on her watch—1:38pm. It’s enough time to get home, freshen up and get Mel’s favorite meal before picking her girlfriend up. To an outsider Sevika grumbling something under her breath sounds incoherent but to Jinx she understands every word. Jinx gives her guardian of 7 years a curled lip and shrugs but calls out for Isha. Isha runs down the aisle with a scrappy looking teddy bear. She holds it closely to her chest before stopping in front of Sevika. Isha bashfully drops her eyes to her feet before slowly lifting the bear up.

Sevika arches an inquisitive eyebrow at both the girl and the teddy. The teddy bear fits in Sevika’s hand as she reaches for it.

“For you or Mel?” Sevika asks in a soft tone despite her voice being naturally gruffly. She watches as Isha grunts then nods her head —effectively communicating the teddy bear is for Mel. Sevika hums then playfully nudges Isha’s chin. With her girls closely behind, Sevika heads towards the self checkout with the bag of heart shaped lollipops and teddy bear.

Jinx already lifted Isha for a piggyback ride and Jinx is babbling about something related to her engineering class. Isha pretends to understand and nods enthusiastically with everything Jinx is saying. The girl even looks deep in thought when Jinx asks her a question. Sevika shakes her head half heartedly when Jinx exclaims, “Exactly! That’s what I said! His project wasn’t even that impressive.”

“How much do you think the arm will swipe for?” Jinx unexpectedly blurts out while hip checking Sevika.

Sevika narrows her eyes, her eyebrows pushing together as she whips her head to Jinx. “My arm?” Sevika instinctively flexes the mechanical fingers on her prosthetic in response.

Jinx nods her head in a way Sevika is convinced it’ll snap off. Sevika grunts in response and turns back to the self-checkout. But Jinx continues talking. “I could probably create a barcode and we could swipe it. It’ll be a mystery!”

Sevika, disgruntledly grabs the receipt and bag and carefully reaches for Isha who is now making grabby hands for the older woman. Sevika props Isha on her hip with her non-prosthetic arm then nudges Jinx in a way that the teenage girl awkwardly stumbles backwards.

“Sheesh…you’d think with love in the air you’d be less tense.”

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A few hours later, Sevika is parked outside of Mel’s office. Her brilliant girlfriend works as a public defender. She promised Sevika she would get off early at 3:30pm. Now Sevika patiently leans against the hood of her car in a pair of black jeans, a fitted white shirt and tan corduroy jacket. Of course she’s wearing the gold chain Mel graciously bought for Sevika’s birthday.

Mel’s heels clack against the weathered concrete pavement that leads out of the gated building and into the parking lot. She peeps Sevika’s arm is bent behind her back even as she leans on her car. Lifting her eyes to cover the glare from the sun, Mel smiles delicately at Sevika once she stops a few inches away from her girlfriend.

“Hi, handsome.”

Sevika grumbles, not because she doesn’t appreciate the compliment, but because it makes her cheeks burn with a blush. Gripping what’s behind her tightly, Sevika draws it forward and presses it against Mel’s chest.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.” Sevika jumbles the words quickly and her eyes darting to the side.

Mel’s eyes widened just a bit. She drops her gaze to the item pressed against her chest. It’s a rather scruffy looking teddy bear with a bouquet of heart shaped lollipops tied to its paws. Mel’s confused expression turns into one of delight. Her face spreads into that smile Sevika cannot get enough of. Mel’s fingers wrap around Sevika’s holding the gift. She lifts herself on her toes and presses a chaste kiss to Sevika’s lips. Mel opts not to wipe away the red lipstick now on Sevika’s lips.

Mel’s smile remains even as her lips brushed against Sevika’s. “You remembered.”

Sevika nods slowly, her eyes still closed from the head rush induced by Mel’s radiant smile and brief kiss. “How could I not? You made it very obvious I was not allowed to forget.”

“I think that’s a bit of an exaggeration, my love.”

“Says the woman that woke me out of my sleep to remind me Valentine’s Day is 14 days away.”

Mel scrunches her face from the blush growing underneath her cheeks. Sevika cannot see the blush but she can absolutely tell by the way Mel’s nose bunches up like a kitten. Sevika laughs which allows Mel to laugh and both their hearts practically swell out of their chests seeing their partner filled with innocent joy and laughter.

Mel holds the bear dearly to her face, inspecting the toy and the lollipops. She brings it underneath her nose, sniffing Sevika’s subtle cologne. “Tell Isha and Jinx I appreciate them helping you.”

Sevika scoffs rather offended for someone that did need the help of a teenager and pre-pubescent kid. “Yeah, whatever.” She straightens up when Mel’s green eyes bore into hers from behind the teddy bear. “I mean…I will. There’s other stuff on the agenda though.”

“Oh?” Mel tugs a lollipop free from its ribbon tied bouquet. Sevika hums with a head nod then gently pats Mel’s hip. Mel understands the silent cue, following Sevika to the passenger side as the older woman opens the door for her. Mel immediately inhales deeply, smelling the symphony of scents dancing around her nose. Her stomach grumbles in reaction.

“Baby…what did you get?” Mel peers over the seat and sees a bag of food. Her mouth waters and she has to refrain from reaching. But Sevika, always a diligent boyfriend, brings the bag forward once settled into the front seat.

Sevika widens the plastic bag and Mel leans over the middle console for a better look. “I got most of your favorites from Ms. Josie’s. Netta threw in a lot of extras. You hungry now?”

Mel’s pupils visibly dilate hearing “favorites” and “Ms. Josie’s.” Ms. Josie’s is a Caribbean/West African spot that’s a staple of the community since Mel could walk. It’s kept in the family and even on the gloomiest days the food brings a smile to Mel’s face.

“Did you get bag rice? Because yes, I’m hungry but I can wait.” Mel bites her lip and further leans over the console. She watches Sevika dig through the bag before pulling out jollof rice and stew chicken wrapped tightly in a sandwich bag. “Ah! Did I ever tell you I love you?” Mel exclaims far more joyous than Sevika anticipated and reaches out for the item.

As Mel bites off the corner from the plastic bag, she fails to notice the shocked expression on Sevika’s face. No, Mel had never told Sevika she loved her. It was not something they had officially said to each other yet. The words ring in Sevika’s ears as she dumbfoundedly watches Mel eat the food. Her teeth, lips and fingers work in unison to tug the rice into her mouth as she pushes it upwards. Sevika’s never found eating attractive or cute. It’s only eating. But Mel makes little noises of contentment and even occasionally closes her eyes. Her lips are oily and there’s lipstick stain on the bag. Once Mel is near the end of the bag, Sevika finally swallows the parched ache in her throat.

“You love me?” Gosh, Sevika thinks she sounds pathetic. Her tone cracks slightly and the words come out in a faint whisper. She would’ve reviled more in the confused look on Mel’s face if it weren’t something so serious.

Mel blinks her confusion but then the realization dawns in her green eyes. “Oh…” Her slender fingers reach up to touch her lips then she looks over at Sevika. “I…” Mel trails off, nervously nibbling on her bottom lip. “Of course, I love you. How could I not? Seven months with you feels like seven days and seven years. You’re my protector and my best friend. I’m absolutely in love with you, Sevika.”

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Sevika’s eyes are closed in blissful wonderment as Mel stands between her legs. They finally made it to the overlook— after Mel confessed, yes, she did love Sevika and Sevika ended up shedding two drops of tears exactly (she will not admit to anymore despite Mel’s teasing). Mel sobbed most of her makeup away as Sevika confessed she knew she loved Mel after four months. After introducing her girlfriend to Jinx and Isha and seeing…feeling…how perfectly she fit into Sevika’s little family.

At the overlook, Sevika and Mel gladly indulged in all the food and extras. They halfheartedly argued over if it’s curry goat or goat curry—Sevika’s guyanese heritage never letting this go. As the sun sets, Mel happily presses red stained kisses all over Sevika’s face and neck. The smile on Sevika’s face can only be described as love-drunk. Her hands are firmly holding Mel’s waist as her girlfriend leans down, peppering her adoration into her skin. Perhaps Valentine’s Day isn’t cheesy and corny after all.

[pinkthrone445]

-Let it burn to the ground- Part 4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Pairing:Melissa Schemmenti x Reader

Gender:fluf, Mel being soft, soft, love, soft sex

Warnings:Mention about past trauma, fires, injuries, soft lovely sex, SMUT, soft smut for your sinful but delicate souls

Summary:Melissa lets the fire of love consume her when she meets the new chief of the fire station.

Your day out with your family, son and Mel ended better than expected.

-"Mama! Mama! MAMA!" - Your child screamed with excitement as you changed him

-"Yes baby?" - You asked as you took off his pajamas and put on his football jersey

-"Who is going to see the game today?" - He asked with a big smile moving his little feet excitedly

-"Me, your two aunties, your abu, your nana and Melissa" - You whispered, adjusting his socks

-"Melissa?" - He asked, lost and thinking for a few seconds-"Miss Schementti?" - He asked curiously and you nodded looking at his little face

-"It's that okay? I invited her" - You asked with a slight wrinkle in your nose, you were going to check with him if it was okay for Melissa to go, it was his game after all. But when you came home from work, your sister had already bathed him and he had fallen asleep after eating, so you didn't got the chance

-"Yes mama, I like seeing that you have new friends too, and I like Melissa... Besides, I want everyone to be there when they give us the medal! When we win! Or lose...they give us a medal anyways... But I want everyone there! "-He said excited, making you laugh and you hugged him after putting on his soccer shoes

-"You are the most perfect boy" - You whispered kissing his forehead-"Does your hair bother you on your face to play? Do you want me to tie it up?" - You asked and he shook his head smiling - "Okey then, go to the bathroom while I finish your breakfast" - You responded by getting out of bed where you were sitting and headed to the kitchen while he ran to the bathroom.

While cooking the scrambled eggs, you grabbed your phone and sent an audio message to Melissa

-"Good morning Mel, we will pick you up in like 30 min. Chris is excited that you will be there... And I'm exited about it too. See you soon"-You sent the audio and served breakfast for you and your child along with orange juice. The redhead send you a picture of herself using a Philly's t-shirt with the caption "ready to cheer", you smiled and send her a heart, putting your phone in your pocket. The little boy came running back smiling and sitting down in his high chair-"Did you wash your hands?" - You asked, and he nodded, showing you his hands that were dripping with water-"Good, but next time remember to dry too" - You laughed and sat down to eat together.

After eating, brushing your teeth and a quick stop at the bathroom again. You put your son in his car seat and drove to the redhead's house, honking twice to let her know you'd arrived. Almost immediately the redhead walked out locking the house with her purse on her shoulder, smiling more than you'd seen her smile on other occasions. She got in the car in the passenger seat and turned to look at your son

-"Hi Chris! Look!" - She showed him the back of the T-shirt she was wearing, the front was a regular Philly T-shirt, but the back Melissa had sewn the name "Christian" next to a No. 1. Your child screamed with excitement moving his little feet that were hanging very happily.

The interaction filled your heart with joy

-"Look mama! Look how cool!" - Your son clapped his hands and you laughed

-"That's very sweet, thank you Mel..."- You took her and and gave her a little peck making her smile-"When did you get the time to do that?" - You asked sincerely surprised and she laughed squeezing your hand gently

-"Last night as soon as I got home, after your CPR class" - She replied and you smiled at her thanking her again starting the car to go to the field where they would play.

As soon as all the children arrived at the camp, they were put to do warm-up exercises while the families settled in their places. Mel sat next to you smiling, your family hadn't arrived yet

-"Of all the sports in Philly and the great teams we have, why did you put it to do football?" - The redhead asked and you laughed looking at her

-"Before we moved he played soccer with his friends, his dad was the referee of a big fútbol team were we lived, Chris was barely a toddler back then but he loved playing with his dad and to this day he still likes playing football, I think somehow it makes him feel close to him... So he wanted to keep playing football here..."-You whispered watching them run

-"That's sweet"-Mel whispered looking at you

-"It's also very funny to watch them play, they spend more time on the floor than behind the ball, they look like mini drunk people" - You commented and the redhead laughed with you.

When the match started Mel rested her head on your shoulder and you held her hand without saying anything, making small circles in the palm of her hand, enjoying the silence and how natural it felt.

In the middle of the game your son had his body covered with so much mud that you could barely see the number of his shirt, you would swear that they would lie on the ground on purpose to look dirtier.

Before the halftime whistle blew, your child scored a goal and Melissa immediately stood up screaming with more excitement than you. When the kids were given a break, your son ran up to you with open arms giving you a big hug, excited because he had made a point, when he let go of you, he immediately went to hug Mel just as hard, before you could realize that he had smeared you both with mud.

-"Did you see me? I kicked like a rocket!" - Your son asked both of you, kicking in the air imitating the great asaña of previous moments

-"You were amazing kiddo!" - Mel encouraged him and he smiled a lot more

-"You are great baby, do you want to eat something?" - You inquired and he nodded but also pointed behind you

-"First I'm going to say hi to my abu and aunties!" - Your little one ran two steps up and you blushed at the sight of your sisters and mother, you hadn't realized they'd arrived

-"Hi mom, hi sis" - You said a little embarrassed - "She is Melissa... A friend..."-You whispered blushing and Melissa smiled as she stretched out her hand to your mother

-"Hi, nice to meet you all" - The redhead greeted cordially under the gaze of your family

-"Nice to meet you too" - One of your sisters replied and you looked at them

-"At what point did you arrive that I didn't see you? Why didn't you sit next to me as usual?" - You asked with a frown

-"Maybe you didn't realize we got here because your attention was on someone else..."-One of your sisters responded, staring at the redhead

-"We didn't wanted to interrupt your concentration" - Your other sister replied and you rolled your eyes. Your little one looked at them all, confused by the tension

-"Abu! Did you saw my goal? Did you like it?" - Your son asked, and you sighed gratefully that he had changed the subject of conversation

-"I love it baby, it was amazing!" - Your mother replied and your son smiled excitedly. While he entertained your family, you brought out the sandwich you had made and the orange slices for your little one. He ate while talking excitedly about the game and his teammates.

Mel took your hand gently and careful not to let others notice

-"Are you okay hon? You seem a little tense..."-she whispered, looking at you worriedly

-"Yes... They are a little bit much sometimes, sorry... I promise you this wasn't a plan to corral you into meeting my family. I knew they were coming, but I didn't think they'd care that I brought a friend. Sorry" - You apologized and she smiled

-"Everything is okay, don't worry" - Mel whispered

When the whistle blew again, the children returned to play the last part of the game. In the end, the children ended in a tie and gave their medals to everyone.

Your son hugged you again, filling your shirt with mud

-"Mama are we going to the cinema?" - He asked excitedly and you nodded, it was a tradition at this point, every time he played an important game like this, you went to the movies afterwards-"Can everyone come? Mel and the aunties too?"- He asked, making puppy eyes at you so you wouldn't tell him not to that

-"Sure baby, but first we will go home to change the t-shirts, because you have clothes to change, but Mel and I have mud on our t-shirts and have no clothes to spare" - You replied and he nodded happily

-"Christian! Are you going with us to eat ice cream?!" - One of his teammate' kid asked your son and he looked at you smiling excitedly, asking without saying a word if he could go

-"You can go baby, but choose what you want to do, eat ice cream or go to the movies" - You answered and he sighed

-"It can't be both?" - He whispered sadly. Your sister looked at you knowing what you were going to answer, you were going to make him choose so he could learn a lesson, but what are the aunts for if not to fulfill whims?

-"Sis, why don't you and Melissa go to change while we take him for ice cream with the other kids? When he finishes the ice cream we'll go home and we all go to the movies. What do you think?" - Your sister offered and your son smiled from ear to ear excitedly waiting for you to say yes, you rolled your eyes smiling and nodded

-"We will see you at home" - You answered and kissed your child's forehead.

Once in the car, you and Mel agreed that you would lend her a t-shirt, so you went straight to your house.

When she arrived, Melissa began to look at the photos of the house, in most of them you were with your husband and your son, she knew that your husband had passed away, but the fact that he was still so present made her feel something that she did not know how to describe it.

-"Melissa follow me, I've got clothes in my room" - You muttered as you went upstairs and she followed. When you got to the room she sat on your bed while you went through your closet

-"Your room is gorgeous, smells like you" - Mel murmured and you smiled as you looked at her over your shoulder

-"Thank you... Do you like this one?" - You offered her a comfy shirt and a tank top, you knew her stile. She smiled and nodded taking the clothes off your hands.

As Mel changed, you took off your shirt too, but when Mel gasped, your face turned red knowing very well why it was

-"God! Honey..."-Her hand rested on your back and you couldn't help the way your body shook-"What happened?..."-Asked. On your back and shoulder you had a big scar from a big burn from a big fire, usually you left it covered but you felt so comfortable with her that you had completely forgotten about it

-"I'm sorry for showing this... I forgot for a moment" - You whispered and her soft hands caressed your arms standing behind you

-"Do you want to tell me how happened?" - she whispered in your ear and you sighed

-"One day an illegal factory caught fire and the station came to help but it was a difficult situation, as it was illegal, no one had plans of the place and it was in precarious conditions, plus we did not know how many people there were. When we thought everyone had left, we heard screams through the walls so we went back inside. When we found the person, the fire cornered us and the man who was there became desperate and tried to get out of the window, but when oxygen came in, a huge explosion was caused. I was working with my husband at the time and he threw himself on top of me to cover me from the fire and explosion... A part of my back was exposed to fire and I burned myself like this... Chris's dad didn't survive... I made it out alive but he didn't, I felt that a part of me also died there... And the scar is a big reminder of that"-You whispered trying not to get into the details because you knew you'd start crying and it would be hard to stop. Mel kissed your shoulder softly

-"I'm so sorry... How come I didn't notice this when you were at my house?" - she whispered, hugging you from behind, resting her bare chest on your back

-"Because I never took my shirt off, I only opened the buttons" - You whispered and she continued kissing your back and shoulder, tracing the edge of the scar

-"I'm sorry you went through that... You are so strong... You are a hero" - She commented and you blushed for the soft words and kisses- "You have been taking care of Chris almost alone... You have been taking care of everyone even putting your life at risk... You are amazing" - The redhead commented, and her hands caressed your abdomen gently

-"Mel... You make me blush" - You whispered with a nervous laugh, you felt so exposed

-"It's okay, it's just me... Nothing to worry about" - Her soft hands scratched your abdomen delicately-"You don't know how crazy you drive me... You are just perfect in every way" - The woman gave a small bite on the shoulder that had no scar and kissed the one that did have the mark. Her hands undid your pants and her chest clung tighter to you, brushing against her body making you shiver as you felt her standing nipples on you back

-"Mel, they could be here at any moment" - You whispered nervously

-"I'll fast, I promise... Besides kids eat slow, we have plenty of time... Just let me take care of you..."-she whispered in your ear making you shiver. She carefully took a few steps back walking towards the bed, making you sit up and she stood behind you hugging your waist and resting her chin on your shoulder-" Can I have a kiss? "-She whispered in your ear making you laugh softly, carefully you turned your head to kiss her over your shoulder, relaxing under her soft lips. One of her hands landed on your neck pressing gently making you sigh on her lips, when you opened your mouth the redhead took the opportunity to claim your mouth with her tongue, unlike the previous time, you let her dominate the kiss now. The redhead's free hand began to lift your underwear to sneak her hand inside gently, her fingertips brushing against your mount, resting on your outer lips made you feel electricity from your fingertips to behind your eyes. A sigh from the center of your interior came out of your mouth, it had been a long time since anyone had touched you with such patience and delicacy. You couldn't help but close your eyes and let your head fall back to rest on her shoulder, action that made her smile, she took advantage of the new position and kissed your forehead smiling. When a whimper left your mouth for the lack of movement she laughed softly. She carefully parted your outer lips to insert one of her fingers further in, gently caressing your cliroris, while with her other hand she began to play with your breast.

Your body tensed up a bit from the new or renewed sensations you were feeling and she came closer to you, sharing her body warmth with you, letting you feel her body throbbing against your back and her breathing a little heavier than normal

-"Relax, just enjoy, you are safe with me... If you want me to stop I will, just tell me to stop... Do you want me to stop?" - She whispered, caressing your cliroris, in gentle circles, you shook your head, placing your hand on top of hers, who was massaging your breasts to make her squeeze tighter. Mel smiled and ran her fingers over your inner lips, collecting your juices on her fingers and drawing different shapes around your entrance, you couldn't help it and started moving your hips at the same pace as her fingers.

Melissa leaned more on the bed and was almost sitting up against your pillows, settling your body on top of hers to have better access to your entrance despite your pants. You spread your legs further apart and one of your hands ended up on the back of her head so you could play with her soft locks in your hands.

Faced with the new position and comfort, one of her fingers easily slipped into you making you moan a little loudly, surprising you and her. The redhead started pumping in and out of you, pulling relaxed but needy sounds out of you. Your hand started playing with your free chest and you pulled her hair a little with your other hand. Mel tried to stick a second finger in and was met with a bit of resistance, but after a gentle, consistent press, she went in with ease making sure not to hurt you.

In the face of the new pressure, your walls began to hug her fingers and your movements became more erratic. The redhead quickened her speed, listening as the bed gently tapped and hit against the wall and your breath turned into short pufs.

Hypnotized by the way your breasts were retreating and your abdomen was contradicting, the redhead continued with surprising speed, your hand automatically went to your mouth to cover your moans but she grabbed it and caught it with her free hand

-"Don't get shy on me princess, you are doing so good" - Mel whispered in your ear biting your earlobe, at the praise your walls tightened to the maximum and a strong orgasm covered your body like a cloak, making you tense for a few seconds and then relaxing completely against the older woman's body while she kissed you deeply swallowing your moans. Melissa noticed how your body reacted to her words and praises, which she would take into account to explore next time.

She carefully pulled her fingers out of you and your pants making you whimper, delicately she kissed your sweaty forehead and you sighed, letting out a moan at seeing how soaked her fingers were with your juices, even her fingertips were a little wrinkled from how wet you were. Melissa smiled arrogantly at what she had accomplished and tap your mouth made you lick her fingers, groaning at how easily you opened your mouth to her and how you looked at her while you lick Her fingers.

-"Sis! We are home! Where are you?!" - Your sister screamed from downstairs and you looked at the redhead a little scared with her fingers still inside your mouth. This would be an interesting conversation to have with your family while you share your ride to the cinema.

[shinobi-illuminator]

Out of all the au kids for Arcane I made for fun, Asher has been the most talkative to me. Goofy, cocky, people pleaser, wants to help make big changes to the two cities. Despite wanting to join the counsel when he got older, Asher had always been an artist at heart. Stained Glass being his focus despite his young age.

The set up is Jayce and Mel tied the knot and Jayce appointed Viktor his best man for his wedding and godfather to his son. But on the day of the birth, Mel had hemorrhaged and was losing a lot of blood. She had only gotten to see and name her son briefly before going into shock. Her golden markings sparked before suddenly fading from her body. Then Asher's skin was glowing with these same golden birthmarks. She had passed her magic onto him and no one had known.

Jayce was heartbroken. He suffered emotional whiplash from having his happiest day suddenly turn into one of the worst days of his life. He was a wreck when trying to console his son. Viktor couldn't wait any longer in the waiting room and went in. He saw the sad sight and helped hold Asher with Jayce. Viktor never thought about having kids, but looking down at Asher made him feel this surge of love and protectiveness as if he was his son.

Viktor stuck around to help Jayce. They went over Mel's belongings and funeral arrangements together all the while trying to tackle the joys and struggles of fatherhood. Jayce loved his son to pieces, but he was still grieving for Mel. Viktor knew that and would try to take care of Asher when Jayce needed to rest and collect himself. Asher looked so much like his late mother. Sky became the unofficial auntie, she made sure Asher had plenty of blankets, toys, and food. She was willing to babysit him while they had to deal with their jobs at the lab and counsel. With Mel gone, Jayce became the head of the counsel and dealt with her estate. Viktor in the meantime knew deep down he wasn't going anywhere. After some time raising Asher together with Jayce he felt closer to him more than ever. He proposed to be his husband. In no time they were married, now with Sky as Asher's godmother.

Jayce was very loving to Asher but was also very protective of his little boy. The first time he brought him to see the Hexgates, Asher looked out and could see Zaun. He had never been there and had big dreams of making it better. He wanted to go there, but Jayce immediately shot that idea down. It was far too dangerous. But to Asher he saw it as Viktor's old home. He went to Viktor afterwards and asked if he could take him then. But Viktor also said no. Though Viktor had different views on Zaun, he knew it wouldn't be wise for Asher to go. But Asher pointed out Viktor wasn't dangerous, so it shouldn't be that bad. Viktor was touched by that statement, but still declined to take him there.

But being a curious boy, Asher HAD to go and see for himself. Against both father's wishes, he sneaked out. In his eyes, if he was gonna rule these people one day he should at least go there once. Sadly he didn't think anyone wanted to hurt him before he got abducted by a brace of drug goons. Just when Asher feared he made the worst mistake of his life Jayce burst in and slaughtered them with his hammer. Asher was traumatized, he knew he fucked up big time. People died, and his father was furious because of him. Jayce could see he was in shock and carried him back home across the bridge. Being paranoid, Jayce got into an argument with Viktor accusing him of putting ideas into his son's head insinuating he told him to go. Viktor did no such thing and tried to reason back, but Jayce wouldn't hear it. Asher could hear them fighting outside his room. Jayce then said something he came to regret.

"He's not your son, Viktor!"

Hearing that felt like a stab to the gut for Viktor, he couldn't even speak. Asher then charged in and shouted at them to stop fighting. He insisted it was his fault, not Viktor's-- not anybodies! He was a sobbing mess. He didn't want his father's to say such hateful things because of his own mistakes. Jayce saw he messed up too and tried to apologize. But Asher just clung onto Viktor brawling apology after apology to his second father. Viktor was touched and tried to calm him down. Asher promised he'd never ever go to Zaun again and was practically demanding them to punish him so long as they didn't fight. Jayce and Viktor exchanged glances. Despite Asher disobeying them they could see he was already punishing himself already as is. They let him off the hook so long as he didn't try and run away like that again. They let Asher sleep between them in bed, he was exhausted. Viktor was still hurt by Jayce, but he knew Jayce felt regretful for what he said. He'd forgive him... But it would take longer to forget what he said.

Over the course of several days Asher practically bent backwards trying to get things back to normal. Any opportunity he could find he'd try and make things feel romantic for Viktor and Jayce. Being a child, he had a very... naive idea to what went into love. But the two fathers were amused by his antics and had no choice but to fall back in love through it. Asher knew they loved each other and he was gonna be determined to keep them together.

[jellyfish-tea-n-snacks]

And some more headcanons on agere Viktor and Jayce (cg!edition)

Jayce

doesn't mind any caregiver title his little calls him (though he might tear up at being called 'mama' I think /pos.).

would love his little to the moon and back either way, but he especially adores baby regressors I believe!

calls his little one all kinds of petnames, barely ever by their name (golden baby/kiddo too, of course).

helps his regressor stretch in the mornings, gently massaging their limbs and back as they do while cooing and praising them.

always makes sure his baby is warm at all times – he can't let them get cold! might get carried away with it, though notices it when his little is bundled up in every blanket he was able to find.

likes making trinkets and toys for his little one and often gives those to them as small gifts!

if he needs a babysitter, he would ask either Viktor or Mel (maybe his mom later on, too), knowing they would do just fine with his precious darling (plus his little one absolutely loves them, often asking about when they'll be able to visit uncle V, auntie Mel or grandma again).

even after a hard day of work he's happy to care for his little one, play with them, tell them about his day and listen them rambling about theirs just as eagerly.

encourages the silliness and all kinds of play, be that hide and seek, playing pretend or just some dancing to get the energy out.

Viktor

doesn't mind pretty much any title too, though tata and papa are the most frequent ones.

prefers his little to be on the older side (about tween I guess) since he could get a bit nervous caring for a baby (plus he'd be upset about not being able to hold them); though he'll try his best either way, loving his little one dearly.

likes giving his little petnames after food, though dear, darling and star(light) are always on the table too.

mastered the milk preparation – it's always the perfect temperature, sweetened just right for his precious darling's taste.

gets restless when his little one gets sick/have a flare up of their condition, always making sure they're comfortable, fed and hydrated (otherwise he'll barely be able to focus on anything else).

his go-to babysitter is Jayce, of course!

likes taking his little dear to the lab where they can spend time with him and uncle Jay (safely, ofc!), also both of them ramble about science and regressor genuinely love listening to it! (even though not always getting it)

always has a list of activities to do when he or his little has a low-energy day and can't do much moving around and about: drawing, reading stories, napping and lots of quiet games.

if his little one got some kind of condition, he'll do his best to study it and get the knowledge about how to take care of that the best way possible!

[morgana-larkin]

And here is Mine part 7 peeps! It’s got it all, fluff, smut and a strong want to be Mel’s wife. Not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

On another note: I might add Agatha Harkness to the list as I LOVED the trailer for Agatha All Along.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Mine - Part 7

Warnings: Smut, reader and Amelia get sick, shit ton of fluff

Words: 4.5k

You and Melissa both look at Amelia as she refuses to eat her breakfast.

“Mamma.” Amelia whines out and Melissa looks at her.

“Yes, my little Tesoro?”

“I don’t feel well.” Amelia says and Melissa feels her forehead.

“You do seem a bit hot.” Melissa says and you go and get the thermometer and Melissa takes her temperature. “101.3, that’s a fever alright.”

“What are we gonna do? We can’t skip out on today? Neither one of us can.” You tell Melissa and she sighs then looks at Amelia.

You both walk into Abbott after dropping the twins off at daycare. Melissa is carrying Amelia in her arms while you have her bag with some things for her to play with, other things you might need for her and some medicine.

“Why do you have Amelia with you?” Ava asks as she sees you 3.

“Well she’s got a fever and you told us we can’t skip today’s meeting that you have planned.” You tell her and she just shrugs.

“Alright, as long as it’s just a fever.” Is all Ava says and walks away.

“Hello girls.” Barb says behind you both and you turn around. “And Amelia…?” She adds.

“Fever.” Melissa says and Barb nods in understanding.

“I’m tiwed.” Amelia says and Melissa looks at her and rubs her back.

“You can go to sleep, my little Tesoro.” Melissa says and Amelia places her head on Melissa’s chest and falls asleep.

The meeting Ava held was indeed important as it went through some new rules that the district implemented and a few other things. You got a bunch of looks from other teachers but that was expected as Melissa is carrying a toddler. Jacob kept making faces at Amelia when she woke up and she giggled a few times.

When you were able to leave after the meeting ended then you both went to Melissa’s classroom and you put Amelia on the carpet. You got her food out as it was near her feeding time and you gave it to her. Amelia eagerly took it and began to eat happily. You feel her forehead and she’s still hot.

You sit next to Amelia as she eats and she cuddles into you and you put an arm around her shoulders. Melissa sees the scene and she takes a few pictures of you two with a smile. Barb walks in as Melissa was taking the pictures.

“Hello girls.” She says and you both look at her.

“Hey Barb.” Melissa says as she goes over the year plan for second graders. Barb walks over to Amelia and bends down to her level.

“Hi Amelia, great to see you again.” She tells her with a smile.

“Hi auntie bawba.” Amelia says and takes another bite of her food.

“Not feeling good?” She asks her and Amelia shakes her head. “Oh that’s not good, your mommies will take good care of you though.” She tells her and gets up. “I just came by to see if you guys need help with anything.” She tells you both.

“I think we’re ok for now, but we’ll let you know if that changes.” You say and she nods at you then leaves.

“You should probably get a few things done in your classroom.” Melissa tells you and you look at her.

“I know, when she’s done eating then I will.” You say and walks up to you both and sit down on the other side of Amelia and wraps an arm around you.

“I love you both.” She says and kisses both of your foreheads.

“You’re acting like one of us is dying, it’s just a fever.” You joke with her and she chuckles.

“I can’t just randomly say I love you both?” She asks you and you smile at her.

“Of course you can.” You say and you give her a kiss. “And we love you too. Right Amelia?” You ask her and she looks at you confused. “Do you love mamma?” You clarify and she nods her head as she takes her last bite. “You ate it all while being sick? You’re definitely Melissa’s daughter.” You say and Melissa bursts out laughing.

“Well like you said when you were pregnant with her, you haven’t had sex with anyone else.” She tells you and you laugh.

“And it’s true.” You look down to see Amelia asleep on your lap and you stroke her head. “I mean why would I want to sleep with someone else?” You ask slyly and she quirks an eyebrow at you before she leans in and kisses you.

“I bet no one else can get you to make the same noises I can get you to make.” Melissa tells you and you hum.

“I think you’re right, the noises are for your ears only.” You tell her and you both kiss again.

You both pull apart when there’s a knock on the door. You both look and see Janine there.

“Hey, I just wanted to come and see Amelia. Is she feeling better?” Janine asks you both.

“Afraid not, still has a fever but thankfully is asleep right now.” Melissa answers and Janine nods.

You end up going back to your classroom after handing a sleeping Amelia over to Melissa and you get started on getting your classroom ready.

About an hour later you hear little feet running and a pair of heels right after it. You peek your head out of the classroom and you see Amelia running to you and Melissa running after her. You kneel down and have your arms open and Amelia runs into your arms. You pick her up and Melissa catches up.

“She woke up and asked for you. Apparently when she’s sick then I’m not the favourite.” Melissa tells you and you giggle.

“Mommy.” Amelia says and nuzzles her head on your chest and sucks her thumb.

“It’s your heartbeat.” Melissa says. “Her brain must remember it when she was in your tummy and it makes her feel safe. Which makes sense as she heard it for the first almost 9 months of her life.” Melissa tells you and you rub Amelia’s back.

“They do say a mother that gave birth will always have a special bond with their child.” You say and Melissa smiles and then takes a photo of the two of you.

“That’s gonna be my new Home Screen photo.” Melissa says and changes it on her phone.

“What’s your Lock Screen photo?” You ask her and she shows you. It was the photo that Barb took when the twins were just born, you both held one of the twins and Amelia sitting beside you on the hospital bed.

“You know that there’s been recent family photos of the 5 of us right?” You tell her and she shrugs.

“This one’s my favourite, it’s the day I got the best family in the world.” She says and you smile at her.

“I don’t know how much more love I can have for you before my heart explodes.” You tell her and she kisses you.

“I feel the same as you, I didn’t know it was possible to love someone as much as I love you.” Melissa tells you and you both kiss each other again.

“Yucky!” Amelia suddenly says and you both pull apart and look at her.

“Oh your mommies kissing is yucky?” Melissa asks Amelia with a quirked eyebrow and Amelia nods. “Well what if I kissed you? Is that yucky?” She asks and Amelia nods again. Melissa goes and kisses Amelia all over the face and she starts giggling.

At lunchtime, the 3 of you head to the break room and sit on the couch. Melissa warms up the leftovers for all of you as Amelia is on your lap with her head on your chest. Melissa comes back and you get Amelia to get off of you and to sit on the couch so she can eat her food. Melissa sits beside you while you all eat and you put your head on her shoulder when you finish.

“Y/n? Y/n!” Melissa yells and your eyes snap open.

“What?” You ask her. “I had my eyes closed but I was awake.” You say as she looks at you.

“More like you were asleep as you also have a fever.” She says and you realise that Amelia is no longer beside you and Melissa moved her body so your head is now on her chest. You look around and see Amelia is being held by Barb and your body relaxes.

“Wait, what do you mean I have a fever?” You ask as soon as the words she said are processed in your brain.

“I mean you’re sick as well, and since the meeting is over, I think we should all go home.” She says softly as she strokes your head. “How does that sound? We can go home and you and Amelia can sleep on the couch and I’ll take care of you both.” She says and you hum.

“That does sound nice.” You tell her and she goes to get everything ready to bring you all home. “Are we going to get the twins first?” You ask her when you’re all in the car.

“No, I'll go get them when we normally get them. For now I’ll bring us home, give you both medicine for your fevers and then you and Amelia both have to rest.” She tells you and you nod and then you both turn to look at Amelia who’s asleep again.

“Her body must be tired from fighting off the fever all day.” You say.

“Yours will be too.” Melissa tells you.

You both get home and Melissa gets both of you to immediately go to the couch and get comfortable while she gets the medicine for you. She comes back in a couple minutes later with adult medicine for you and toddler medicine for Amelia. You both take it, Amelia rejects it at first, and then you both get comfortable on the couch.

“Mel?” You call out and she comes over and stands by your side.

“What’s up Amore Mia?” She asks and you look at her with puppy dog eyes.

“Can we cuddle?” You ask her and Amelia perks up at this.

“I want cuddles too.” Amelia says and Melissa giggles.

“We’d have to go upstairs and get in our bed if we want to do a group cuddle.” Melissa tells you both and then you both get up off the couch and go towards the stairs. Melissa picks Amelia up when you reach the stairs and she helps you up as well. When you reach the top, you all go to your bedroom and Melissa places Amelia down on the bed and you join her. “Little Tesoro, who do you want to cuddle with? Me or mommy?” Melissa asks her and Amelia thinks about it.

“Umm…mommy.” She says and you wrap an arm around her and she nuzzles her head in your chest. Melissa gets in the bed and wraps an arm around you and you let out a content sigh. You then fall asleep with Melissa cuddling you and you cuddling Amelia.

You wake up in the bed alone and figure they must be downstairs. You get up and slowly walk to the stairs. You grab onto the railing tightly and start the walk down. When you get downstairs, you see there’s no one here and you check the time. Oh, Melissa is probably picking the twins up. You go and sit on the couch and put something on. When Melissa returns with all 3 kids, you’re about to put Shrek on.

“Hey Amore, you’re up.” Melissa tells you when she sees you and Amelia runs up to you.

“Do you need help?” You ask her and she shakes her head.

“Nope, I got it. I’m about to put them in their playpen and then get some food ready for Amelia. Are you hungry? I can make a snack for everyone.” She says as she reaches the playpen with the stroller and unclips the twins.

“I’m good for now. Wanna watch Shrek with me? And Amelia, I think you’ll like this movie.” You say and she gives you a kiss after putting the twins in the playpen.

“I’d love to watch it with you. I’ll be right back.” She says and then goes into the kitchen to get food for Amelia and a couple of snacks for you both. “I was told they just fed the twins before I picked them up so they should be good for another few hours. Here you go Amelia.” Melissa says as she puts a plate down on the floor for Amelia to eat while she watches the movie. She then sets a plate down full of yours and hers favourite fruits and veggies. She then sits at the corner of the couch and you cuddle on her and then press play.

The rest of the evening goes by quickly as you switched to Disney movies and Melissa gets up now and again to either feed the twins, Amelia or you. At nighttime, you’re already in bed when she’s getting ready.

“I don’t know about you Amore but I’m exhausted. Who knew taking care of 4 people, 2 of them being sick, would be tiring.” She says sarcastically and chuckles a bit as she slides into bed next to you.

“I’m not tired.” You begin and then you climb on top of her. “But I know something that will make me tired.” You say slyly and she quirks an eyebrow at you.

“Amore, I don’t have the energy. We have a vibrator in the box, you should use that instead.” She tells you and then pushes you off of her.

“Woah!” You say as you fall off of her and on to your side of the bed. “Ass.” You quietly hiss out.

“I heard that.” She says unimpressed.

“Well…good.” You say and she turns to look at you. “If you want me to use the vibrator then I will but I’ll be doing it right here where you can see and hear.” You tell her proudly and she smiles.

“Go for it baby. I’d love to hear and see you satisfy yourself.” She says and you groan, that wasn’t the plan. Maybe if you start then she’ll want to continue it, you think, as you smirk and get the vibrator. You get back on the bed and you press the button to start it. It starts vibrating and you put it directly on your clit and you moan out.

“Oh god, oh that feels good.” You moan and you glance over and see Melissa watching you. You lay down next to her and you put one hand on your boob and start playing with your nipple. You gasp out and you think of an idea that might get her going. “Hmm, oh this feels better than when you do it Mel.” You tell her and she snorts.

“We both know that’s not true, baby.” She says and you look at her.

“Why don’t you prove it then?” You tell her and she shakes her head.

“Are you really that horny that you need me to make you come?” She asks and at this point you just want to be fucked by her no matter what, so you nod.

“Yes, I need you Mel.” You whine out and she smiles at you. She wraps her arm around your waist and pulls you to her. She snakes a hand down your pants while she kisses you. She starts circling your clit with her finger and you start bucking your hips and moan out. You grab a hold of anywhere on her as your orgasm is starting to build. “Omg Mel!” You cry out as you pull away from her kisses and she starts kissing your neck.

“It’s ok baby, I got you. Let go when you need too.” She tells you and a few seconds later you come with a muffled cry, as she kisses you as she knew you were about to come. Melissa pulls out of you and kisses your forehead and all over your face as you come down from your high. You both then hear a soft knock at the door and Melissa gets up to answer it and sees Amelia there. “Something wrong Tesoro?” She asks her.

“Nighmawe.” Is all she says and Melissa frowns and picks Amelia up.

“A nightmare, oh well that’s no fun. Wanna tell us what happened in your nightmare?” Melissa asks her as she brings her over to the bed.

“Well.” Amelia starts as she’s placed on the bed in between you and Melissa. “Thewe was actually a monstew undew my bed and it got you both and took you away.” She tells you both and you wrap an arm around her and rub her arm.

“Aw, sorry you had to go through that honey. But I promise that me and mamma are right here. We have no plans of leaving and it would take a lot more than a monster under the bed to take us away from you and the twins.” You tell her and she sniffles a bit.

“Tesoro, do you want to sleep with us tonight?” Melissa offers and Amelia nods as she wipes her eyes with her little hands and you both hate to see her upset. You get Amelia under the covers and you both snuggle her as you all fall asleep.

“ACHOO!” You sneeze and it wakes Amelia and Melissa up. Melissa looks at the time and sees that it’s 5am.

“You woke us up an hour before our alarm.” Melissa whines and you glare at her.

“Well I’ll try and sneeze quieter next time.” You say sarcastically and congested. Melissa quirks an eyebrow and looks at you.

“You alright there Amore?” Melissa asks you as Amelia falls back asleep.

“I feel worse than yesterday.” You say and she looks at you before getting up and quietly going to the other side of the bed without waking Amelia up. She feels your forehead and you still feel hot and you let out a cough.

“I think your fever has evolved into a cold Amore Mia.” She says softly and you groan. “How about today, I’ll drop the kids off at daycare and then I can stay home to take care of you?” She suggests and you shake your head.

“You have things to do to prepare for the kids.” You say.

“So do you and we can do it from home. I was going to work on the first couple of lesson plans anyway.” She says and you lean over to her and she puts an arm around you and cups your cheek. “Yours and our children’s health and happiness is the most important thing to me.” She tells you and you hum.

“Ok.” You tell her and she moves her hand from cupping your cheek to lightly scratching your scalp. “Hm, I love you.” You say and she smiles.

“I love you too.” She says and you fall asleep on her stomach and she chuckles at that.

When you wake up, it’s due to Melissa calling your name.

“Y/n?” She says and you open up your eyes. “Y/n, I brought some breakfast as well as some medicine. Then after you’re done I thought we could have a nice bath together.” She suggests and you look at her with a smile.

“I like what I’m hearing.” You say and she gives you your medicine and then hands the food over. “How long was I asleep for?” Noticing now that Amelia wasn’t there.

“About 3 hours. The kids are at daycare.” She says and you nod your head.

You eat and then she starts to draw a bath after you digested for a few minutes. She starts undressing as you’re sitting on top of the toilet in a robe. She takes her shirt and bra off and then you stand up and wrap your arms around her waist and nuzzle your head on her chest.

“I do have to finish getting undressed to have a bath Amore.” She says with a chuckle.

“You’re comfy.” You say with a hum and she strokes the side of your head with a smile.

“You can lay on my stomach in the tub all you want.” She tells you and you reluctantly let her get undressed. She steps in the tub and sits down on the side, opposite of the faucet, and you take your robe off and join her in the tub. You sit down with your back on her chest and she wraps her arms around you and lays her head on your shoulder. As much as she loves her family and children, she loves these moments of just you and her just as much.

“I love you so much, Amore. Do you know that?” She says and you lean into her.

“I mean you tell me everyday so I think so.” You joke and she snorts. “Seriously though, I do know. Even if you don’t say it, I can see it in your eyes.” You tell her and she smiles. “And I love you too.”

She realises that you don’t sound as congested and the steam of the water must be helping your nose right now.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you.” She suddenly says after a few moments of silence and you turn around to face her.

“Is something going through your mind?” You ask her with curiosity.

“Just that I love you and I don’t want to lose you.” She tells you honestly and you wrap your arms around her neck and look at her with a smile.

“Well I love you and I don’t want to lose you either.” You tell her and she smiles at you as she tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

You lean in and you kiss each other full of love for the other. The kisses quickly turn into hungry ones and you place your hands in her hair and you get into a more seated position. Melissa pulls back at that moment to look at you.

“Are you sure you’re ok to do this? It’s ok if you’re not.” She says and you cup her cheek.

“If I wasn’t ok then I would have already told you.” You tell her with a smile.

“Ok.” She says with a nod and then you go back to kissing each other. You move your hands to cup both her breasts and she moans into the kiss. She wraps her arms around your waist and pulls your body closer to hers. You attach your mouth to her neck and you start sucking. She gasps out at the sensation and she moves her hands up and down your back. You then move down and put your mouth around a nipple. She gasps out again. “Dio mio bambina.” She says and you smirk at that.

There’s only been a handful of times that Melissa has gone full Italian. The last time you remember was when you got cravings when you were pregnant with the twins and you told her you don’t want Italian food. Another time was when you found out you were pregnant with Amelia. She does it when she’s overcome with emotions that she prefers speaking Italian. So the fact that she’s gone full Italian right now, you were impressed. The conversation you had right before must have helped.

While sucking on her nipple, you move your right hand down and run a finger through her folds. She quickly moves her hands from your back to your hair. You insert a finger in her entrance and she pulls your hair a bit and moans out. “Rapido.” She breathes out and you start pumping faster and insert another finger. “Dio mio, ti amo tanto bambina.” She gasps out and brings you closer to kiss you. You press your thumb to her clit and she comes a few seconds later with a moan. You pull back and pull out of her gently and she opens her eyes.

“You alright?” You ask her and she smiles as she nods her head. “You went full Italian.” You tell her and she blushes. “What does tanto mean? You said, ti amo tanto bambina.” You ask her.

“It means I love you so much baby. I guess I was very overcome with love.” She tells you and you smile. Before you get any chance to respond, she presses a finger to your clit and starts rubbing it. You gasp out as you place your hands on her breasts and she smirks at you. “You really love my tits, don’t you baby?” She asks you and then she inserts a finger in your entrance.

“I do, I really do love them.” You quickly say as you squeeze them a bit. She presses her thumb to your clit and it doesn’t take long until you come.

You both wait a minute to calm down from your highs before you get out of the tub. She helps to dry you off and then you slip some comfy pjs on.

“Why don’t we go downstairs and I can make us some food and you can relax on the couch?” She suggests and you nod.

“Sounds like a plan.” You tell her.

For the rest of the day, she helps to take care of you while also doing her lesson plan and helping you with yours. You both end up finishing when it’s time to get your kids. You both go to get your kids from daycare and bring them home. Melissa puts the twins in their playpen while you get Amelia situated on the floor with some of her favourite toys.

“Mommy, awe you feewing bettew?” Amelia asks you and you smile at her.

“I am honey, mamma took good care of me today.” You tell her and she nods.

At the end of the day, Melissa comes into your room after putting the kids to bed. “Hey Amore, ready for bed?” She asks and you nod.

“I feel bad that you did a lot of work in the past 2 days. Yesterday you took care of me and Amelia and then today you took care of me and you had to take more care of the twins because it was better for you to be near them instead of me.” You tell her and she walks over to you and grabs your hands.

“Amore, I will always take care of all of you and will happily do it as well. Yes it can be tiring but it’s worth it to me, ok?” She tells you and you nod.

“Ok.” You say and kiss her. You both finish getting ready for bed and fall asleep.

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Elsie White " relaxation room" birthday card❄🎂

I've been meaning to draw Elsie again and with the Ignihyde theme card coming out... I got the idea for drawing her!

⬇️Voice lines ⬇️

When Summoned: hehe.. it my birthday today, even though I'm born on a cold day I can't help but feel warm....

Summon Line: I can't wait for all the gifts and cake I'll be getting hehe...

Groooovy!!: I think I would watch a few movies tonight night, so lest get the hot coco and snacks ready!

Home: wanna watch a movie together?

Swap Looks: aren't my clips cute?

Home Idle 1: I've been thinking of letting my hair grow longer.... on second thought it's will be a hassle

Home Idle 2: I received a gift from idia-senpai ! It was a DVD of the old movie I wanted but couldn't find it anywhere! I can't believe he actually remembered it!?

Home Idle 3: what I'm about to tell you will stay between us... I actually bought this new onsie because I want idia-senpai to think I'm cute

Home Idle - Login: your here let's open my gift!

Home Idle - Groovy: Ortho mentioned he noticed idia-senpai looking at me when i was wearing my onsie, ahhh~ how embarrassing... but I'm happy!

Home Tap 1: I like to wear onsie , they're really warm and make me sleep better at night

Home Tap 2: hey did you know!did you know! Trey-senpai made my favorite dessert from my hometown as my birthday gift! I will return his kindness with a special gift on his birthday too!

Home Tap 3: I was asked by Ortho to come to idia-senpai room to play video games... idia-senpai sure is shy to ask a girl for a date hehe~~♡

Home Tap 4: I was thinking about inviting the girls to watch movies together tonight! Ah and I also should invite mel-san too!he'll be super happy!

Home Tap - Groovy: Oh! It seems like my highlights are fading! I think its time to charge them again and I also need to ask vil-senpai what products to use so that my hair wouldn't be damaged

Duo:

[Elsie]: thanks for the gift senpai it was delicious!

[Tray]: I'm glad you liked it

[Elsie]: ne ne senpai ~~ do i look cute?

[Idia]: a-ah,*whispers* s-s-sure you do...

Birthday Login Message: So you remembered my birthday! Thanks!, this is the first I'm celebrating my birthday with so many people it's such a beautiful and warm feeling, not to say I didn't celebrate before! I always celebrated with my uncle and auntie but I didn't have many friends back then ..... so thank you all I'll appreciate these feeling forever

[noxspost]

Safety, in weird spot.

Vi was pacing as she was chewing on her chewable jewelry. It was a ring of food grade silicone and tied around with a simple cord. She was holding her octopus plushie too. Pa and pop-pop were off somewhere. Her eyes were watering as she walks out to find her family, Sevika is somewhere vi couldn't see much. She squeezes her plushie tighter, the kitchen smells like autumn, she looks for her mama. She then bobs her head as she was trying reach the shelf where she saw cookies. She tried everything but the shelf is too high. She was pouting very severely because she was unable to reach the cookies. After she failed 3 more time she finally gave up trying to reach the cookies. She walks off and went on trying to search for others.

She looks up and sees Sevika writing something down. She looked so serious as she was talking over the phone "yes Silco vi is safe. Jinx and Isha are off with ekko and Vander." She sounded a bit stressed. This makes vi pirk up and she bounces over and then she went "auntie!" Sevika's eyes went to her and smiles before she then pulls on Sevika's shirt "hang on, yes vi?"

Vi looked so happy as her cheweary and she asked "pop-pop? Can talk?" Sevika smiles and she then spoke into the phone "okay." She then went to talk with pop-pop some more before vi smiles and spoke into the "ello pop!" She gives Sevika a giggy smile as silco chuckles "Hello dear." He spoke his voice rough as he walks down a road. "When coming home?" Silco hums "I am getting Vander and the others." Vi was talking ans babbling about something she saw today. "Vik! Oh right he is making thing!" She was so happy when she was talking to pop-pop. "What do you mean?" Asked silco as he listened amused by this "he make his pet axolotl some wheel so they could walk!" He pulls away from the phone when vi was excited even more "nice that is nice."

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So vi is a age regresser. She stays around 9 years old sometimes younger or older but stays around 9 to 12. She also has chewelry. It is cheruble jewelry made out of food grade silicone. She has a necklace and a bracelet. She likes her necklace more than the bracelet.

Caitlyn is one of her care giver. Silco and Vander were the people who raised her and her sister after both their parents died. The others mylo and Claggor are her siblings same with Viktor. He is the oldest and vi is the third oldest power/jinx is the youngest.

Vi calls Sevika auntie And Sevika does not have the heart to stop her.

Silco is pop-pop Because often. He would vocal stem and make a popping sound. So they call him pop pop.

Vi loves octopuses and other sea creatures one of her favorite plushies, is in fact a giant purple octopus.

(the plushie)

Zaun is freed and mel It's a lot more steadfast to making sure that the independence stays when it comes to Zaun and piltover.

She is very much more cut throat here though she's still kind and empathetic.

Jinx goes by jinx since she is non-binary and goes by she/they.

[vastill]

Hiii

Hope you’re having a good day!

Can you write more about Mel and Lila? I was rereading their universe and I’m so in love with them 😭

Thank you!!

Grated cheese

Melissa Schemmenti/fem!reader

warnings: none, pure fluff

words: 900+

My requests are open!!

English is not my first language!!

A/N: thank you for the request! hope you re having a good day!💚tbh your ask is perfectly timed bc i was just finishing this fic! i hope you guys will enjoy it!!💚 let me know what you think!! and also sorry for not posting i have vacation now and im barely at home, either at work or going on trips

Melissa had a tough day at Abbott and you wanted to make her feel as comfortable as you could when she got back home. Deciding on making one of her favorite dishes, pesto fettuccine.

When you picked Lila up from school you stopped by the supermarket to buy all the missing products and her favorite bakery for pistachio cannoli from Tony’s.

“What are you cooking Mommy?” Lila asked when you stepped into the house.

“Aunty Mel had a really tough day today, so I thought I will make her favorite. The pasta she has been cooking for you lately, you remember?”

“Yummy! I want to help you! Can I?” Lila asked excitedly.

“Of course sweetheart, go change your clothes and come back.”

Lila quickly run to her room as you started preparing ingredients. As you chopped the garlic and nuts Lila washed the basil leaves. She was great at following the recipe, carefully measuring out the ingredients, and mixing them in the bowl.

“Mommy, how do they make these so long?” Lila asked looking at the cooking pasta.

“They mix up a special kind of flour and water, and then they take the dough and stretch it to make it super long. Melissa can do them perfectly, maybe you can ask her to teach you one day.”

“She is so cool, Mommy!” Lila said amazed.

“Yeah, I know, she is the coolest!” You said kissing Lila on the head.

As you were mixing sauce and pasta together, Melissa pulled into the driveway. You sent Lila to distract her for a minute as you quickly set up the table. You wanted everything to be done when she reaches the kitchen.

As Melissa walked into the kitchen with your daughter, the smell of the pesto fettuccine filled the air. She looked tired, but a smile spread across her face as she saw the table set and Lila's artfully arranged flowers in a vase. “You two are the best,” she said greeting you with a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you.”

“You deserve only the best, darling.” You said kissing her back and pulling the chair for her.

Just as you were about to take a bite of the dish, Lila looked up at Melissa with a soft gaze and said, “Mom, can you pass the grated cheese, please? I mean-” Lila paused and looked at you with shock written all over her face.

Time seemed to pause for a moment. You saw fear on Melissa’s face but also happiness. You never talked about this before so you didn’t know how will she react. She worked with kids so obviously some of them accidentally called her “mom” but this was something bigger. Lila felt so comfortable being in Melissa's presence that she thought about her as a parental figure. Your heart swelled at that.

Melissa reached for the cheese, her hand slightly trembling, but her smile radiated pure joy. “Of course, sweetheart,” she replied, handing Lila the cheese with tenderness.

“Thank you, and um sorry,” Lila said looking down at her plate. “It just came out, I wasn’t thinking.”

Melissa smiled gently, “Lila, sweetie, no need to apologize. You can call me whatever you feel comfortable with.” Lila looked up from her plate, her eyes going back and forth from Melissa to you. You gave her a slight nod, telling her to go for it. She smiled shyly and looked at Melissa, “Thank you, Mom.”

Lila continued with her meal, unaware of the impact of her words. But Melissa's heart swelled with love, and a newfound sense of belonging. She couldn't help but feel her eyes tearing up. Lila wanted to call her “mom” and you were perfectly fine with it. She reached and squeezed your hand, giving you a silent thank you.

After dinner, Lila helped you clean up the kitchen while Melissa relaxed on the sofa. She looked so content and happy, and you knew that your efforts had paid off. As you were putting away the dishes, you heard Lila and Melissa talking.

“Mommy said you can do the pasta yourself, is that true?” she asked, looking up at her with big, hopeful eyes.

Melissa smiled at her. “Of course, I can, sweetie. What Italian would I be if I couldn’t.”

Lila’s face lit up with excitement. “Could you teach me how to do it? Please.”

“Of course sweetheart, I’ll teach you how to make the pasta from scratch.”

“You are so cool, Mom! I hope I will be as cool as you when I grow up!” Lila said excitedly as Melissa laughed, “You are way cooler than me, sweetie, you have that from your Mommy.”

As you listened to their conversation, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the love that now surrounded your family. When you got to the living room you saw your daughter bouncing with excitement at the thought of her upcoming pasta-making lessons with Melissa.

“Thank you for today, for being so good to her. I really appreciated it. I don’t know what I would do without you, darling.” You said quietly to Melissa when Lila was entranced with her cartoon.

“You don’t need to thank me and to be honest I’m the one who should be thankful. You trusted me enough to let me into your small world, trust me with your daughter. So thank you for making my wish come true. Thank you for giving me family.” Melissa smiled and kissed you gently, transferring all her love and gratitude. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Moms! Eww..stop!” You heard Lila groan from her spot near the TV. You looked at Melissa and you both laughed at her reaction.

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Thank you! ♡ฅ/ᐠ｡ᆽ｡ᐟ\

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Do you think Fourteen knows about the companion support group? Did someone mention it at UNIT, and Donna or Rose let it slip? Did Mel say something about Jo or Ian or Graham?

I can't imagine how he'd react to knowing his old friends have to lean on each other to cope with life after the TARDIS. We know how the Doctor takes on guilt for themselves, and this wouldn't be the first time the Doctor's worried that they "ruin" their companions.

But if there were ever a time and ever a Doctor to hear a hard thing like this, it's now. Mel could tell him that it can be difficult to hear what the others share sometimes, but that there's also a lot of laughter and joy as they reminisce about their adventures. That he'd be so proud to hear what they've all made of themselves, how they've used their experiences and talents to help others on Earth. And Donna could give him an affectionate smack and remind him that he made her life better in every way, so he'd better stop this talk about ruining people right this second.

I think it'd be good for him, and for them, to see each other. This is the Doctor's "rehab," after all. But I can't really picture him going to the group. That doesn't feel right. The group is about the Doctor, but it's for the companions. It's their personal space to share what happened to them and how they feel about it, and I don't think it's a place for him to intrude.

But separately, in private, I think it could be so good for all of them. I imagine Tegan starting out with a cold shoulder but gradually dissolve into laughter as they remember all the times he failed to get her back to Heathrow. I imagine him telling Ian (and Barbara!) that Earth is his adopted home, and that it's because that gave him such a sparkling introduction to humanity. I imagine him helping Graham practice with the psychic paper and getting together with him and Ryan. I imagine Ace teasing him by making him apologize for one wild Machiavellian thing he did every time she sees him, and I imagine the ache inside him healing a tiny bit every time she calls him "Professor." I imagine him asking Dan to tell him about everything he, Yaz, and Jericho got up to while they were displaced in time. I imagine him laughing and dancing and gardening with Jo before they go to protest rallies together. I imagine him gently talking to Yaz about the Timeless Child and why she hadn't felt ready to tell Yaz about it yet.

And then, what else? More secret day trips in the TARDIS, or just visits for the companions to see the TARDIS again? Does Rose acquire a lot more "mad aunties and uncles" who come round for tea? Donna is very clearly Fourteen's person, and I love that for both of them. But theirs isn't a possessive love--going all the way back to when Donna met Martha--so I also love the idea of the Doctor's family getting even bigger.

[twoidiotwriters1]

Until The Very End —(WITS Sequel)

A/N: I'm always going to miss them -Danny Words: 3,668 Masterlist Previous chapter Listen to: 'Don't You Worry' -by Oh Wonder

2017

Grimmauld Place was unrecognizable. The curtains had been changed, the windows washed, the furniture fixed or replaced, the bedrooms remodelled, and most important of all, the portrait of Mrs Black had been removed after several attempts and replaced with a family picture including Sultens, Potters, Weasleys, Lupins, Flints, and a very grumpy-looking Aberforth.

Regulus had changed the darkness into light, the house that once was gloomy and claustrophobic was now open and welcoming, and Mel's chest swelled with a strange mix of feelings. Sirius would've loved living in this version of the place, he would've loved getting to know his son.

"Oi! If you've finished standing there like a statue would you help me deal with this thing?" Regulus called, holding the family tapestry, now just a ragged piece of rubbish. The house's magic had weakened throughout the years, and Mel and Regulus had no problem getting rid of it all.

"You'll throw it away?" Mel asked.

The young man raised a brow. "Why should I keep it? My dad's not in it."

"Well, no... but your uncle Regulus is."

"He's the only one that matters, but it's not worth keeping the whole thing."

"Don't you care about tracking your legacy and whatnot?"

"Legacy?" Reg makes a face. "The names on this left nothing worth remembering, nothing but cruelty and war. Besides, none of them raised me—if I care about tracking legacy, all I have to do is look up."

He nodded at the picture hanging in the middle of the main staircase, where their friends and family were waving and laughing with each other. Mel felt another tug in her tummy and she choked back a sob. Regulus looked at her. "What's that about?"

She shook her head. "I'm getting old, I think. Memories are turning dangerous... they always were, but now they're really starting to weigh on me."

His expression turned to concern. "What's the matter, Mely?"

"Oh, Leon," she cried softly. "I know your father, wherever he is, loves every bit of the man you've become. He'd be so proud to see what you've done, the man you are..." She pulled out a handkerchief. "I spent so much time with him and you so little..."

Mel paused, realizing Sirius had said something awfully similar to her and Harry about two decades ago. The thought, so specific and comforting, made her laugh. Regulus scoffed. "Mel, I think you've gone off the rocker..."

"Sorry, sorry," she said, half-crying and half-grinning. "I just remembered something." Mel hugged her brother, almost as tall as her but not quite yet. "I understand so much now that I'm his age... actually, I'm a year older than he was when he died..."

Regulus tilted his head. "And how does that feel?"

"Well, exactly like when I turned older than my dad," she responds. "I'm grateful I get to be here and see all of this, I'll be able to tell our dads their sacrifices were worth it."

"And once you're with them, I'll live some more and then tell you all about it," Regulus smiled, unaffected by his sister's mood. 

Mel wasn't surprised, he'd been his own person long enough that she knew her brother was a man in charge of his emotions, that somehow, he'd learned from his father's mistakes through her sister's stories, and he'd grown up to be a strong and determined man, full of his family's courage and lacking all of their cracks.

"I'm home, pup!" Teddy Lupin's voice came from the hallway. "Emily's here!"

Regulus scowled. Perhaps he didn't lack all cracks, jealousy was alive and well. "Why is my girlfriend with you?"

"Relax your wand-hold," Teddy's grinning face showed up followed by Emily Flint, rosy-cheeked and sheepish after Regulus confidently called her his girlfriend. "We ran into each other at the front door. Hi, Auntie!"

"Evening, Teddy," she beamed. "Hi, Emie, you came here alone?"

"I apparated," she announced proudly.

"You did?" Regulus wrapped an arm around her and kissed her cheek. "You're so clever."

Teddy rolled his eyes and walked past them. "Where's Abe and Uncle Harry?"

"Upstairs fixing the attic," Mel pointed up with a smile. "I left you boys dinner in the oven."

"You're the best!" Teddy rushed upstairs, almost tripping on his own foot. "I'll go get the others!"

"This house is beautiful!" Emily commented in awe. "I can't believe it's the place from Dad's stories..."

"Yeah, I was born here," Regulus said, sounding pleased. "One day our kids will too."

Emily's face flushed as she looked up with horror. "We've been dating for a week!"

Regulus smirked, and just then he looked strikingly like his father. "I know what I want."

"Don't let him scare you, he's always been a talker," Mel rolled her eyes. "Except during his first two years, I miss those times."

Regulus pulled her in and playfully wrestled with her. Despite the 16-year age gap, he'd always treated her as if they were equals, and Mel couldn't say she minded, for years she'd wanted a sibling and she cherished every moment shared with Regulus like a rare jewel. 

Their laughter was interrupted by a sharp whistle and they stopped, swiftly breaking the fight when they spotted Aberforth at the top of the stairs. Time had taken much of his ruggedness and left only a severe-looking ancient man. However, time had also softened him around the edges enough to allow Regulus to call him grandad just like Mel did, and enough to visit Mel and her children almost every weekend.

"Behave," he scolded them, though there was a glint of amusement in his eyes that reminded Mel of her uncle Dumbledore. "You're too old to be rolling around like toddlers."

"We weren't rolling around," Regulus argued. "I was choking her."

"That makes it sound way better," Harry replies sarcastically, helping Aberforth down the stairs. He didn't need to help, but Aberforth also reminded Harry of Dumbledore, and even if they weren't the same person, he felt in debt with both men. All he had was thanks to the Dumbledores, especially Mel, and that was the most important piece in his life.

"Well, we should get going," Mel went to get her coat and Harry's. "It's late and we're expecting the Grangers for dinner—that, I can't stand another minute of knowing the kids are home alone—Merlin knows they could blow up the entire house if they realize no one's there to stop them..."

Regulus laughed. "Have a guy night, then. Not you, Abe, you're staying!"

The old man stopped looking startled. "What nonsense is that?"

"Come on, gran, humour us a bit!" Reg walked up to him and patted his shoulder, gently guiding him to the kitchen. "It's my sister's cooking anyway, so you can't say you won't like it!"

"Yeah, Abe, stay and tell us your pub stories," Teddy grinned and attempted to lean on the bannister, but toppled over and stabbed his ribcage with the end of it.

Emily rushed forward and clicked her tongue. "You klutz have to be protected in bubble wrap— that's gonna leave a bruise..." Both kids—kids? Mel and Harry never felt as such at their age—turned and spoke at Harry and Mel. "Good night!"

"Bye, dears!" Mel called. "Bye, Gran! See you next Sunday!"

"Come on," Harry said taking her to the entrance. "Time to go home."

They left Grimmauld Place and Mel offered her hand to Harry so they could disapparate together, but Harry stood there, watching her with a soft smile. "What?" She asked with a hesitant grin.

"It's a lovely evening," he said. "Care to walk?"

"Walk home?" Mel raised a brow.

"For a while," Harry shrugged. "Then we can go for a train ride, and we'd still make it home before dinner. The kids will be fine, they're clever and good just like their mother." 

The woman hesitated, looking at the setting sun and then back at him. "You sure?"

Harry smiled and took her hand. He felt safe out in the open, he realized, he'd never felt like that. "Let's walk."

Harry heard children's voices coming from the drawing room as soon as he got home, and eager to see his kids, he followed them, only to be met with his son Matthew and Amy Flint, the youngest of Erick's daughters, closely huddled up while looking at one of Mel's old photo albums.

"Is that really your grandmother?" Amy was asking in awe. "She looks like Lily!"

"It's the other way around," Matthew replied wisely. "Lily looks a lot like my grandmother."

"She's so pretty!" Amy continued, unbothered by his dry teasing. "And both of your grandfathers were very handsome!"

"James looks like my mum's dad," Matthew commented. "Does that mean you think my brother's handsome?"

Amy huffed, unable to stay indifferent to his jabs. "Your brother is too silly and loud."

"You forgot ugly."

They snickered and put their heads together while changing the page, eagerly examining their parents's younger versions. Harry stood there in silence, and a strange pull of familiarity stirred. Amy with her soft brown locks, and Matthew, with his inky tufts of wild hair standing up in all directions just like his father's.

He could see himself, many years in the past, huddled up and reading Mel's fairy tales in her mother's drawing room, snickering at their own jokes, making fun of Dudley by comparing him to every odd-looking character. Had it been that long ago? It felt like an entire lifetime apart, the Harry in those memories wasn't him, but an entirely different human, certainly not Matthew's father.

"My dad doesn't have pictures of himself from when he was younger," Amy said after a while. "Your parents are lucky to have so many."

Lucky.

What a strange concept, the luckier people in comparison. But he felt it too, looking back on things. The tidbits of his childhood shared with Mel and Emily had outlived the bad ones, and his memories of Hogwarts, despite all the madness, never failed to bring a warmth to his chest that could cure any heartache.

He stepped forward, politely clearing his throat. "Shouldn't you two be packing for school?"

Matthew gave a start and looked up, his emerald eyes sparkling with affection. "Dad!" He left the photo album and rushed to welcome his father, wrapping his arms around the man's waist.

Harry chuckled and happily reciprocated. "Excited for tomorrow?"

"He's worried," Amy stated out loud.

"Oi!" The boy scolded her, glaring at her the same way Harry would whenever Mel put him on the spot. Matthew brushed it off, looking at his dad. "It's nothing, I'll be alright."

Harry decided not to push it. If Matthew said he could handle it, Harry wouldn't doubt him. He looked every bit like Harry but on the inside he was all Mel, and both hated it when people didn't believe them, or trusted in their word. "Very well. Then put that back where it was and we can walk Amy home."

"Mr Potter, your pictures are very pretty," Amy said while Matthew took the album.

"Thanks. I'll let Mel know, she took most of them," he disclosed. "She was lousy at first, but with time she learned and took some of the nicest pictures of our friends and us in Hogwarts. Are you excited to go?"

"Very," Amy smiled giddily. "Dad says I stink of lion."

Harry hesitated, unsure how to respond. "Yes, well, your dad has an interesting choice of words for a house he loved a bit more than snakes used to at our time studying there."

"Oh, he isn't mad about it, not like I'm the first to go there anyway," Amy brushed it off, having inherited her mother's lighthearted demeanour. "I should go, Josie and Eliot are probably stressing Dad by packing everything wrong on purpose."

Mel and Harry woke up on time that year. They rounded up their children and had them ready before nine, then sat together for breakfast as a family, chatting about the year to come, and giving the twins advice on the subjects they choose for their third year. Mel had to talk Emmeline out of adopting a mandrake, apparently one of her Hufflepuff friends liked to raise them at home during the summer.

"Is it a Hufflepuff thing, wanting to mother every odd living critter on the planet?" Mel huffed while taking the luggage to their car.

Harry laughed. "It's a Sultens trait, my love."

Lily clung to her siblings for as long as they allowed it. Her pout was so pathetic and touching Matthew didn't push her away as they reached the station, waiting for their parents to put every trunk in a cart. Everyone was there to wish Matthew John Potter, Amy Flint and Rose Granger-Weasley good luck on their first year at Hogwarts.

"You'll be going too," Harry eased his youngest daughter. "Be patient."

"A year," Lily bemoaned. "I want to go now!"

"Why is everyone always here?" Groaned James.

Mel looked down at him with surprise. "You don't want everyone to wish you a nice year?"

"They make such a fuss over it, and we're only going to school," he argued.

Mel smiled. "It means a lot to everyone. We went to that school, and now our kids are going. You'll understand one day."

James huffed, terribly vexed as any kid when they hear the ever-mysterious assurance that one day all the secrets of adulthood will be revealed. One day, much too far from reach for a thirteen-year-old.

As they made their way through the crowded station and crossed the barrier, James and Emmeline were quick to rush past their parents in search of their friends. "Look at that, they couldn't get away fast enough," Harry commented.

"Oh, they're not gone yet," Mel dismissed it. "The greetings to their friends stall the farewell to us."

Lily sobbed. "I don't want to be left alone! Amy's leaving this year too, I'll have no one to play with or have slumber parties!"

"You can invite your friends from school," Mel offered.

"I hate having to lie to my friends, and if I bring them home I'll have to hide our magic!" Lily complained.

"You won't be alone, Lily, you'll have us," Harry said, though that was a small comfort for the little girl.

"You and Hugo can ask Reg and Teddy to let you have slumber parties at Grimmauld Place." Mel was quick to fix it. That quieted the girl long enough for them to reach Ron and Hermione. 

"Look," Ron said, abandoning all discretion as he stared at some point far ahead. Draco Malfoy and his wife Astoria were sending their only son off to school. Draco spotted them as well, and he nodded in recognition before turning his back. "So that's little Scorpius..."

"Matthew," Mel's gaze lingered on the frail-looking child who got on the train, all alone. "You be kind to that boy, I'm afraid he'll have a hard time."

"Rose," Ron turned to his daughter. "You make sure you beat him at every test."

"Ron!" Hermione scolded him. "Don't go around turning them against each other!"

"I'm not! I never said she should mock him, did I? Just keep him humble..."

Mel rolled her eyes. "That poor boy has had enough humbling inherited from both, his granddad and his father."

"Besides," Harry added, "Draco's almost tolerable nowadays."

Ron snorts. "You never seen him."

Harry grinned. "Exactly."

Hermione and Mel shared an exasperated look but decided to drop the subject. Matthew took the opportunity of his sister leaving to sulk with Hugo, and shared his worries with his parents. "You'll write to me, won't you?"

"Every day."

"James said I should be mindful of Thestrals or they'll bite my arm off."

"Thestrals are gentle beings, and they usually don't bother those who can't see them anyway," Harry eased him. "Remember Hagrid invited you for tea this Friday, take Amy and Rose with you if you can—otherwise Rose will develop Hermione's ill habit of drowning in books."

"Stay as far as you can from Peeves, and please, do not pick fights on your first week of school, that temper of yours could get you in serious trouble," Mel added.

"Mum," Matthew's face grew worried. "What if I lose control of my magic the more I use it? I'm not as good as you at keeping it in."

Mel's expression softened. "Keeping things in isn't the solution, Matty. If you feel like your magic is getting out of control, talk to McGonagall. And that new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, I heard she's quite good. You don't have to be as good as anyone else, just be kind to yourself."

Harry crouched and placed a gentle hand on his son's shoulder. "Whatever happens, Matt, you'll always have us. You have Uncle Neville and Hagrid in the castle, your brother and sister, the Flints, the Weasleys—and your great-grandfather lives near the castle, remember? It'll be alright."

"Besides, you'll make new friends too," Mel beamed, excited for her son's endless possibilities. "Enjoy Hogwarts for us, won't you? We miss it."

"You do?" Matthew made a face. "It's just a school, home is much better."

Harry and Mel paused, hit with the strong revelation. For their kids, Hogwarts would be school, and home was them. Harry managed an earnest smile. "Either way, you'll enjoy it. Make sure to cheer for James and Emmeline during their quidditch tryouts, alright?"

"Who should I cheer for when Gryffindor and Hufflepuff play against each other?"

"Whoever's losing," Mel said humorously.

"Alright," Matthew smiled, genuinely this time. "I'll do that. And I'll be kind to Scorpius Malfoy as well, mum, like you were to Uncle Erick. I'll tell Rose not to humble him too badly."

Mel laughed and kissed his forehead. "That's my boy."

"Matt!" Emmeline and James showed up, ruffled and flushed after going through the attentions of a dozen different relatives. "Grandma Mily says you have to go and say goodbye before we leave!" The girl ordered.

Harry hugged his son one last time before he went to meet the rest of the fussing adults. James walked up to his mother with a face of deep disapproval. "I saw Uncle Reg and Teddy snogging Victoire Weasley and Emily Flint. Is every man in this family losing their minds?"

Harry chuckled. "One day you might, too. I was your age when I fell in love with your mother."

James looked positively grossed out by the thought. "Never!"

Emmeline glanced at him with a little smile. "Dad, I saw him blush when Alice Longbottom waved at him from the train."

James drew out his wand. "Shut it!"

"Oi! Are you joking?" Mel snatched his wand. "Don't try to get expelled before the year even starts!"

James mumbled an apology after sending a glare at his twin sister, warning her of the war to come. "Sorry."

"All ready?" Ron approached them again with Hermione close behind, fixing her daughter's robes. "Hop in you lot," he sighed. "I envy you lot, the feast that's waiting for you... I sure miss it."

"They don't make the mashed potatoes like mum does," James dismissed it. "I like those better."

Matthew came back a second time to hug his little sister and promised to write to her every day, then told his parents he would write the very next morning, and they knew he meant it.

Remus and Mel's mother approached them, both with a nostalgic gleam in their eyes. "And that's your third kid going to school," the man said proudly. "You've done a remarkable job raising them."

Harry took Mel's hand. "They've done us a greater favour by coming to our lives."

"Lily! Harry!" Mel walked out the garden door calling for her husband and daughter. "Dinner is ready!"

"Mum!" The girl was making a flower crown for his father, seated next to her on a blanket. "Can we have dinner outside?"

"Outside?"

"A picnic!" The girl offered giddily. "Please? It'll start to snow soon, and we won't be able to until next year!"

Harry looked at Mel as pleadingly as their daughter, and the woman could hear his thoughts perfectly. Let her have this. "Alright," she gave in. "Come help me carry out the food, then."

Harry and Lily went to work, talking animatedly and making Mel laugh, because they both adored the woman's laughter. Lily was as good as Harry had always been at distracting Mel, or talking her way out of everything, really. Mel could see the girl's future for next year, the hat would barely graze her forehead before yelling "RAVENCLAW!".

Funny how it worked, four kids each going to a different Hogwarts house despite having the same upbringing, or perhaps because of it. James in Gryffindor, Emmeline in Hufflepuff, Matthew in Slytherin, and Lily, if Mel was correct, in Ravenclaw. And Mel Dumbledore was never wrong.

She shared these thoughts with Harry while Lily napped quietly on his chest, the three of them still on the picnic blanket. "Why do you think that is, our children ending up so different from each other?"

"Dunno," Harry's voice was gentle and quiet to not wake the girl in his arms. "We never forced them to fit into things—we only wanted them to be happy."

Mel looked at Lily, peacefully asleep knowing she was safe in the company of her parents. Mel's chest tightened once more, for the things she never had, that she would never know, and that her children had never considered could ever be missing.

"You told me once before that I would grow to like silence," she said. "One day, after years of hard work, after handling enough nonsense, making endless cups of tea—or picnic dinners for our daughter," her eyes lit up, "I would find myself happy and at ease in the silence of our home."

Harry reached for her hand. "And?"

"I've made my peace with the silence," she admitted, squeezing his hand and staring at the girl between them, knowing the rest of her kids were just as happy, that they were always happy, and they would never know the kind of solitude that plagued their childhood. "I understand why my mother did so too, after my dad died."

Harry pressed a soft kiss on the top of Lily's head. "I do too," he confessed. "I didn't know, but something in me could see them in you. What we could have, if we fought for it."

Mel let out a soft, teary chuckle and nodded, then spoke what had been running through her mind since leaving their kids at the station. "We're home, Glasses."

"I know," he said, locking eyes with her and sounding slightly choked. "But I knew we'd be, you've always been mine."

"You'll always be mine," she leaned closer and kissed him. "Until the very end."

FIN

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It's over!! I started writing about 5 years ago and I enjoyed every second of it, I came up with Mel when I was about 10 years old, and since then she's been at the back of my mind, she'll always be at the back of my mind. You may think it's silly since it's just an OC but you know how polluted Harry Potter's story has become, and it simply doesn't spark as much joy as it used to for me, so with Mel, I'm saying goodbye to all of it. I might write a few other one-shots for hidden moments before finally closing the door, but the main story is officially over, and I thank you for reading this lengthy bible and the lovely comments you were nice enough to leave. I will revise the first three books since they need it, so you'll finally get to enjoy a well-written WITS series in the future! lmao

Once again, thank you. And thank you for always being at the back of my mind, Mel.

-Danny

[kissingmilfs]

(Caribbean anon) "i feel like sevika greatly enjoys bending mel over when they’re dancing. and one hand on mel’s waist and the other is spread across her back to keep her bent." - yessss! You understand the vision. Mel probably has the nastiest dutty wine in her somewhere. She's West African (in this AU anyways). The ass shaking and waistline are genetic. They're probably even worse about it when they're home alone,tbh.

Poor Mel can't even be vocal in peace because while she may be tipsy, she's also not trying to wake Isha up. Or the neighbours(would the Zaunites even file noise complaints on each other? I don't think they would). At one point,the urge to scream out gets so bad that she actually bites Sevika's hand in her attempt to not make noise.

(But going off how Sevika reacted to Caitlyn biting her in season 2, joke's on Mel, she's into that shit.)

oh fine! you pulled my leg enough! (joking) i’ll write the blurb! see the horny couple below.

content warnings: semi-public (strap) sex, dirty talk, horny dancing (18+)

(please do not come for me if you look up the song mentioned and get offended @ the non-caribbean people. the lgbtq caribbean community v much loves the song despite the first few words 😬)

* *ੈ𑁍༘⋆ ੈ𑁍༘⋆ *ੈ𑁍༘⋆ *ੈ𑁍༘⋆ *ੈ𑁍༘⋆ *ੈ𑁍༘⋆ *ੈ𑁍༘⋆ *ੈ𑁍༘⋆ *ੈ𑁍༘

it’s already 8pm as the party settles down to the adults only. isha effectively crashed over an hour ago. the combined power of too much food, a slice of cake, a sip of Jinx’s shandy and then a drop of rum sneaked to her by no other than Sevika. isha wanted to stay up later because her favorite dessert, coconut tart, had not yet been delivered. everyone knows the auntie is constantly running late and most likely held up at another party. now it’s all the adults outside as jinx and ekko huddle to themselves in the living room.

sevika threw both of them a warning look as she slipped back outside. she trusts both of them but trust doesn’t mean she doesn’t know what 19 year olds can get up to. but sevika gets a good laugh when ekko straightens up and pushes jinx off of him.

sevika’s shoes press into the slightly soft ground of the backyard. each step determined and purposeful. she finds mel in an idle conversation with their next door neighbor. her girlfriend doesn’t seem too engaged but she’s far too polite to exist the conversation. luckily for mel, sevika does not care. she approaches the auntie with a respectful smile on her face. sevika even notices how mel brightens up as her boyfriend comes to her rescue.

“excuse me, auntie. but can i borrow mel?” sevika asks while touching the woman’s shoulder with a vague smile on her face.

the woman pauses mid-conversation. she glances at sevika then at mel before reluctantly nodding. sevika immediately grabs hold of mel’s hand, guiding the woman towards the protected area of the backyard. it’s a basic concrete slab underneath an awning connected to the house. it’s where they kept the food and drinks and a few chairs.

sevika pops open a beer effortlessly with the edge of the table then begins making a drink for mel.

“always coming to my rescue. my prince charming.” mel’s voice is silky with an underlying raspiness. sevika cannot help but smile. good to know they’re both feeling the effects of drinking and the summer air.

sevika is rather heavy handed with the rum she’s pouring. it’s not entirely intentional but mel certainly won’t mind. after creating the rum punch, sevika takes a little sip from the clear plastic cup then hands it off to mel.

it’s now mel’s turn to guide sevika. the song on the playlist shuffles to a familiar tune. sevika can tell by the way mel’s shoulders begin moving that her partner wants to dance. and dance they will. sevika leaves her drink on the food table and carefully spins mel around. sevika wraps one arm around mel’s waist, molding their bodies together. she hears a pleased hum coming from mel. sevika grinds her hips against mel’s ass in a slow circle.

then sevika hears a surprised whimper coming mel. good. mel can feel the added bulge in sevika’s pants. burying her face in the crook of mel’s neck, sevika can smell her girlfriend’s coconut hair products, her shea butter and that sinful egyptian musk she wears. her nose presses against mel’s skin as they find the rhythm of the song together. mel tips her head back slightly on sevika’s shoulder. their hips moving in sensual circles. sevika’s strap snug on her hips and crotch.

mel bites her lip at the tension building between them. they’re in their own little bubble. the music fades into a new one but they’re still pressed tightly. sevika starting to breathe heavy against her neck. but then the song shifts to Romping Shop. sevika, all but growls, in mel’s ear. sevika’s arm moves it’s wrapped position and she comes to grip mel’s waist. mel doesn’t need any further instructions. the song is moving through her the same way it is for sevika. sevika’s prosthetic arm bends mel over and plants against her lower back. and that fucking dress. the dress sevika told mel was too scandalous for a kid’s birthday party. the dress sevika warned mel would get her in trouble. it’s a tightly crotchet dress of yellows, blues, greens and purples. the second sevika bends mel over the fabric rides up on mel’s thighs.

even if the dress wasn’t mean to fit mel’s curves it simply had no choice. her body outlines and hug the fabric. and as mel begins whining slowly and sensually and as sevika matches the pacing—the fabric slowly but surely rides up inch by inch. and fuck, mel just had to look back at sevika mid-song. her hand on one knee and the other still expertly holding her cup of rum punch. her eyes are half-lidded and sevika can see the wanting, the lust pooling and swimming in those green eyes.

mel can feel sevika’s strap grinding against her ass but more importantly she can feel it teasingly grinding into her cunt. it’s not merely enough. sevika’s tucked it properly and even as mel grinds down—it does nothing more than frustrate her. sevika looks around the backyard momentarily and notices everyone’s left. she has no recollection of that happening. she didn’t hear anyone say goodbye.

“let’s go.” sevika growls and pulls mel up by her waist. she does not hesitate or answer the confused look on mel’s face. mel stumbles over her feet but eventually finds her footing as sevika pulls her towards the side of the house.

mel’s drink swooshes around in her cup at the speed in which sevika pulls her. the side of sevika’s house faces someone’s garage. sevika pushes mel against the wall. she grabs the cup in mel’s hand and takes a big sip. then sevika cradles her girlfriend’s jaw.

“open.” it’s the only command that sevika grunts out. mel only looks confused for a few seconds before she opens her mouth. sevika takes another sip, tips mel head back a little then carefully allows the alcohol to flow out of her mouth into mel’s. once the drink is transferred, sevika squeezes mel’s jaw and crashes their lips together. mel immediately slips her arms around sevika’s neck. both hands come to grip mel’s waist and sevika lifts her against the wall. without second thought, her girlfriend’s legs wrap around her waist.

with sevika pinning mel against the wall, one hand grips the underside of her thigh while the other frantically yet effortlessly tugs mel’s underwear to the side. her fingers brush against mel’s cunt and sevika takes a deep breath.

“you’re already fucking wet.” sevika groans while her fingers move to the zipper. once she’s pulled it down—sevika guides the strap out.

mel moans and greedily bucks her hip upwards. “and it’s your problem to fix.” she watches sevika guide the tip of the strap to her aching pussy. tipping her head back with a quiet moan as sevika rubs the shaft between her folds.

sevika’s pupils visibly dilate when she pulls her hips back slightly and see a noticeable slick glimmering on the strap. and sevika cannot contain herself. not when mel’s also staring down at the sight. and especially not when sevika also aches to buries herself deep into mel. hearing mel’s slight panting snaps sevika out of her slight daze. and they both hold their breaths as sevika guides the flesh-toned strap to mel’s entrance and with one thrust of sevika’s hips—she’s buried to the hilt of the toy.

one hand immediately slaps over mel’s mouth because she instantly forget her surroundings and was close to releasing a high pitched moan. sevika wastes no time building up to the momentum that has mel whining and staring at sevika with an almost dumbfounded look in her eyes. mel pants and moans quietly (the best she can) against sevika’s hand. each thrust presses mel into wall. she’s bound to have an imprint on her back later.

but mel cannot bring herself to care. not when sevika’s forehead is pressed against hers and she can see sevika holding back from grunting. and sevika’s fingers dig into the back of her thigh to keep her upright. every time sevika pulls out slowly—she immediately slams back in with a force that makes mel whimper. and all mel can do is take it. her nails scratch at sevika’s neck and her undercut which all proves to further egg sevika on.

“who owns this pretty pussy?” sevika drops her hand from mel’s mouth, awaiting the answer.

mel’s mouth drops open, attempting to answer sevika but it’s futile. all she can do is withhold all her moans and whimpers at the back of her throat. sevika growls and her now free hand grips mel’s waist. she slows her steady thrusting and opts to grind her hips against mel’s.

“come on, pretty baby. you can do it. tell me who this pussy belongs to.”

mel whimpers and weakly tugs sevika forward to plant her lips below sevika’s ear. her eyes are practically lulling to the back of her head. “g-gods…sev…you, baby.”

sevika manages to hold mel even closer than possible. “say it, mel. you know i can do this all night.” sevika replies with a growl in her words as she continues grinding the strap into mel. “don’t go dumb on me yet, baby.”

mel pants near sevika’s ear. “…belongs to you…it’s all yours.”

with those few words enough for sevika, she gives her everything and more to fucking mel into oblivion. they’re so lost and dazed in their own world—neither one of them hear the tarts being dropped off or fully put 2 and 2 together that jinx, ekko and isha are responsible for the fireworks exploding in the front yard.

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Happy Birthday Zohreh Gen 1 pt.56

Kason and M spent all night and early that morning getting setup for Zohrehs toddler birthday party. The duo stand around admiring their work.

M: Do you think we need more balloons?

Kason: M stop worrying. Everything is prefect. Do you need help relaxing. I’m sure we have some time.

He kisses her neck knowing it’s her weak spot. She giggles pushing him away gently.

M: I doubt it, we still have to get the kids ready. All of them.

Kason: I'll grab the girls. You can take Ish and Zohreh. Oh and I want to talk to you about something later.

M: Is everything okay?

Kason: Everything is fine M, I wanted to ask you about the new book is all. Wanted to see how it’s going. Don’t worry so much.

M sits downstairs with the boy's while Kason handles getting the girls ready for the day. She gets Ishtar ready and sets him up to stack blocks. She takes Zohreh and puts on his favorite yellow pajamas. She leaves him upstairs on the playmat to check that everything is in place as guest start to arrive.

Finally underway Mercury leaves Kason downstairs to deal with introductions and heads back upstairs to find Zohreh lying in the hall with a sleeping comet. She scoops him up and takes him into her bedroom and sits with him cradled closely. She gazed at him lovely committing his Kason green eyes and tiny identical nose to her own to memory.

M: How are you growing up so fast Zoh? I feel like just yesterday we found out we were having you and now you’re crawling and waving, clapping and talking. You’re practically a man! I need you to slow down little guy. Your brother and sisters have already gotten too big too fast. Mommy wants you to stay little a little while longer. Okay?

Zohreh: ma..ma..babah

Zohreh smiles and blows raspberries while babbling at M. Her heart warms. The child she thought she could never love had won her heart over and over again. She could hardly remember the fear she’d felt back then, and whenever she was reminded she felt ashamed. She knew now that she would do anything to ensure his happiness and his safety.

M: I love you my little sun.

The guest of honor joins the party. Immediately the family gathers around while M helps Zohreh blow out the candles.

EVERYONE: Happy Birthday!!!

Everyone has cake and Zohreh opens his presents. While opening the one from Winter and Peyton Zohreh turns to Winter

Zohreh: Tuck? My tuck?

Winter: Yeah Zoh, your truck. Wanna try it out?

Winter reaches for his truck but Zohreh isn’t ready to share.

M: Whoa Zoh what’s going on? Auntie Winter just wants to see it.

Zohreh: My tuck!

M: Yes my love your truck.

She checks the cranky toddler as he rubs at his eyes.

M: Are you sleepy Zoh? Sleepy?

She imitates sleepy to him and he follows

Zohreh: Sheepie.

She picks him up, taking him upstairs for a nap

M: Say bye-bye Zohreh.

Zohreh: ba-ba

He says to the room sleepily as M takes him upstairs to his new bedroom. She pulls back the sheets and tucks him in.

M: A little nap for my big guy. Sleep tight buddy.

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