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pinkthrone445 · 8 months ago

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-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.

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morgana-larkin · 6 months ago

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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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dgiterart · 24 days ago

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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

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shinobi-illuminator · 2 days ago

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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.

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noxspost · 11 days ago

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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.

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vastill · 1 year ago

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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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fallenrocket · 6 months ago

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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.

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twoidiotwriters1 · 13 days ago

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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

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itmeansiris · 4 months ago

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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.

Birthday party cc @mel-bennett Sims 4 Happy Bee-day Collection

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catlady1986 · 1 year ago

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I hope you're doing okay! 💕

I'm doing better but still struggling with some things. Hoping once I'm fully acclimated into my new job my mind will be able to focus more on my projects and I can get back into a good rhythm again.

Thank you! ♡ฅ/ᐠ｡ᆽ｡ᐟ\

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madame-fear · 9 months ago

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imaginecolby · 2 years ago

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our little corner of the world || c.b.

summary: now that you and colby had welcomed your child into the world, he knew it was time for the next chapter.

part two to baby blues. again, special shoutout to @brocksblueroses for the idea <3

the nine months of your pregnancy ended up being some of the hardest of your life. of course, that was to be expected, but the day your baby was born, you were over the moon. meeting your baby, your beautiful daughter, was something you'd been imagining since you'd gotten pregnant, but you were also just ready to not be pregnant anymore.

the first few months of being parents were an adjustment, but you and colby pushed through. you and him had gotten a place of your own, ready to take on this next chapter as just the three of you. moving on top of adjusting to having a baby probably wasn't your best idea, but oh well.

the first year flew by in a flash, and before you knew it, you had a toddler that had just as much attitude as you and colby combined.

you were up one morning, you and your daughter, melody, getting ready to go meet katrina for lunch. she was resistant to getting dressed, being as stubborn as ever, but you knew exactly how to entice her to letting you get her dressed..

"come on, mel. don't you want to go see auntie kat? i know you miss her. she misses you." you said, raising an eyebrow at her.

"auntie kat!" she cheered, finally allowing you to slip her shirt over her head.

"there we go. auntie kat's gonna be so excited to see you wearing this cute outfit she got you." you said with a smile, peppering her cheeks with kisses. once you were finally ready, you and melody made your way out into the living room, passing colby's office. his eyes flicked up from the computer screen, a wide smile on his face when he saw you on the other side of the door.

"my beautiful girls." he said softly, following you and melody to the front door. he pressed a kiss to the top of melody's head, and then to your lips.

"we'll be back in a few hours. we have lunch with kat and you know that always turns into a whole day thing with us." you laughed.

"no worries. enjoy your day. tell kat i said hi." he said, and you nodded.

"alright, we're out of here. we're already running late, since someone decided they were going to be stubborn." you said, shooting a look at your daughter, who was laughing in your arms.

"bye dada!" she waved as you and her walked out to the car.

"bye my sweets!" colby called from the porch. you got melody buckled into her carseat and you waved to colby before you climbed into the drivers seat and heading out.

once you got to the restaurant, you saw that katrina text, letting you know she was already there. you walked up to the host, who directed you to a table on the patio.

"look! who's that?" you asked, turning mel's attention to katrina at the table.

"auntie kat!" she cheered, wiggling out of your arms and running over to katrina. you followed closely behind her, making sure she didn't hit any chairs.

"my mel mel!" katrina cheered with a big smile as she scooped her up into her arms, pressing a kiss to her cheek. melody laughed in her lap before katrina moved her to the high chair.

"i think this is her shade, no?" katrina laughed, pointing out the lip gloss stain she left.

"perfect." you laughed along with her.

you and katrina spent the entire lunch talking the hours away. you and her talked most every day, but you always had something new to share and talk about. sometimes it was about work, or your boyfriends, and gossip, as you did with most your other girlfriends.

"ugh, i miss you guys. why again did you think it was the best idea for you to move?" katrina asked.

"come on, you know as well as i do that neither you or sam want to be woken up by mel when she starts crying in the middle of the night."

"we would've gotten used to it." she argued, but you could tell that she was lying through her teeth.

“yeah. sure.” you laughed. you and katrina sat there silently, watching melody as she ate.

you watched her with genuine heart eyes. as much as you wished it was you you saw in your daughter, she was all her dad. she had the same round face as him (of course, coupled with her just being baby), but she had the same dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. she was the spitting image of the love of your life, but you loved it. colby was the love of your life and so was melody.

after you exhausted your conversation topics, and once melody started getting fussy at the table, you figured it was time to end your lunch. you walked out to the parking lot, exchanging your goodbyes before going your separate ways.

once you got home, you put melody down for a nap, since she had already fallen asleep in the car. you went out into the living room and joined colby on the couch.

“hi baby.” you said, nuzzling into his side. he wrapped his arm around you as you leaned up to press a kiss to his lips.

“hi.” he said with a smile. “how was your lunch?”

“good! its been a minute since katrina and i have been able to go out like that. i know we talk on the phone every day, but it felt good to catch up in person.”

“yeah, i know with us not living together anymore the two of you don’t get as much time together as you used to.” he sighed.

“and now that we have melody. but its okay, we make do. i think katrina is the only other person who loves that little girl as much as we do.” you laughed.

“that’s very true.” colby laughed along with you.

you and him cuddled on the couch for a bit while he watched whatever show he had on. you weren’t paying attention, as you were falling asleep on his chest. after a while, you heard melody waking up in her room.

“don’t worry, i got her.” colby said, moving from underneath you.

he was gone for a few minutes before melody came running into the living room without him.

“mommy!” she cheered, climbing into your lap.

“mel mel! where’s daddy?” you asked her.

“mommy come!” she said, holding her hand out to you.

“where to, baby?” you asked, standing up and taking her hand in yours. she led you through the house and to the door that opened to the garage.

“daddy prize.” she said, fumbling with the doorknob.

“daddy has a prize out here? for me or you?” you asked her.

“mommy!” she cheered again.

“okay, okay.” you said, picking her up. you opened the garage door and saw colby standing in the middle of the area, fairy lights strung through the shelves, rose petals sprinkled on the ground.

“what’s all this?” you asked softly, putting mel down on the floor. she ran over to colby who whispered something to her. she ran off to the other side of the room, pressing a button on something. a song then began playing, one that meant a great deal to both you and colby. as the song played, the memory of when it became your song flashed through your head.

it was the first night you spent together. about two months into your relationship, and you and him were both comfortable enough to be intimate with each other. it was one of the best nights you had together, and really solidified the two of you as a couple.

“y/n,” colby began, taking a step towards you, “the love of my life, the mother of my child. the last few years of my life have been the absolute best, thanks to you. the thought of spending the rest of my life with you has been something i’ve been looking forward to since the first time you told me you loved me. i know we’ve already talked about this, but i had to do this the right way.” he took a pause, sinking down to one knee. by this point, you were already a sobbing mess. you knew this moment was coming, but it still took you by surprise.

“colby,” you choked out through tears.

“y/n l/n, will you do me the absolute pleasure and honor of being my wife?” colby asked. you were beside yourself and could barely speak. all you could manage was to nod your head in affirmation.

“yes, of course!” you finally managed. colby laughed before slipping the engagement ring on your finger. he stood up and you pulled him into your arms, kissing him softly.

“i love you so much.” he said between kisses.

“i love you more.” you said, kissing him once more.

“mommy sad?” melody pouted, pulling on your pant leg.

“oh, no honey.” you laughed as colby picked her up. “mommy is so very happy.”

the three of you went back into the house and sat down on the couch. colby and melody were doing their own thing, and you sat there, fiddling with the new ring that adorned your finger. the joy and happiness was overflowing in your heart, and you couldn’t help but start crying again. the image of your daughter and your now-fiancé in front of you, you were the happiest you’d ever been.

colby looked over to you, and saw that you were crying again. he shot you a concerned look, but you quickly assured that you were fine. he nodded and turned his attention back to melody.

as you watched them play, you were so happy that this was going to be your forever.

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Honeysuckle and Whiskey. — Micah Bell/OC

CHAPTER 8 — Loan-Sharking.

words: 4,854 | AO3 LINK — MASTERLIST

(Chapter 1 "Colter and Gang Rivalry"or Masterlist for tags and summary.)

Melody was sure that she'd retold the tales of the outing at least seven times by now; each time, she had to restart her story as a new person chimed in, wanting to know what it was like. "That is the last time I'm talking about it, nag Javier or John about the rest!" She slumped into her chair exhaustedly, scooping up some stew from her bowl and blowing on it to cool it down.

Little Jack came over soon after what she said. "Auntie Mel!" She immediately guessed what he was going to ask and groaned quietly into her food, earning herself a few chuckles around the table.

"Absolutely not. Go ask.. uncle Micah about it or something, I'm done retelling it!" She stood up with a laugh, taking the young boy into her arms and lifting him up to distract him from his knowing question. The boy giggled and held onto her arms.

She left Jack to bother the other men at the table, soon wanting to get started up on her chores again; not before passing by Herr Strauss.

"Wie gehts, Frau Mühl?" He asked, making Melody stop in her tracks and walk over to his table.

"Hmm.. Gut. Do you need something?" She asked, in a hurry to start on up with her chores.

"Yes," He looked up from his paper, most likely counting camp funds. "Schulden. I need you to collect a few debts for me." His accent was much thicker than her own surprisingly.

She nodded silently. "I can do that. Give me names and locations." She took a small notepad out, writing down the word 'debts' at the top in cursive. He listed down a few names along with what was owed and their locations, as far as he knew. "Okay, I guess I'll be out of camp awhile then. Would you tell Dutch that? Danke." She adds, putting the notepad away and walking off to her tent to get a few things.

Melody took her revolvers along with some province to last her the few days out of camp, making sure to bring a book just in case she can't sleep whilst camping out for the night. She soon walked out and to her horse, patting it on the neck as she straddled her saddle and urged him to trot forward. She decided to start with a man named Chick Matthews first, seeing as he was the furthest one out and that it'd be best to go that route.

Anni was a hard-working horse, that is something Melody was absolutely sure of. She's pushed it out with her through many, many hard days and ever tougher terrain. She was also a horse that needed to be taken out often, or she'd go absolutely insane. She took her out every two days, and has been recently trying to make it a daily thing.

The steed was grateful for the long walk to Guthrie Ranch, getting to stretch out her legs after a while of just riding to Valentine and back.

Melody dismounted her horse, leaving it at the side of the ranch house. Looking around, she spotted a man sitting on a log to her left and approached him, hand on her hip inches from her revolver. "You Chick Matthews?" She asked, standing before him with a stoic expression.

"No, no! Not me, ma'am. That's the greenhorn over there." He was quick to defend himself, standing up and pointing to a man in the middle of straddling his horse. "And there he goes."

Melody sighed out, really not expecting to have to chase the man down. Nonetheless, she gave chase quickly after—whistling for her horse. "So long, loanshark!" The man said confidently. "Hee-yah!" He urged his horse to go faster as Melody jumped up onto Anni; knowing damn well she'd speed past him with no problem.

Turns out she was right. The man proved a good challenge, but it wasn't nearly enough; Melody bumped her horse into his which made him stumble off and onto the hard ground under him. She put Anni to a halt and jumped down before the man, rope in hand. Before he could stand up any further, she gave him a good kick in the back of the knee, making him stumble right back to the ground with a groan.

She hogtied the man, turning him on his back as she eyed him up and down a moment. "Debt is due, Mr. Matthews." She said simply, crouching down and blocking the sun from his view with her own head, looking down and waiting for an answer.

"I ain't paying!" He spat angrily, still insisting about fighting her on it.

"That ain't wise." She stood up, kicking him in the ribs with her boot, making him wince and groan again, just much louder. "Money. Now," She turned her foot around, showing him her shiny, sharp spurs and inching them to his ribs. "or I'll use this side next."

He squirmed away from her spur. "Look—look. I got the money." He quickly explained. "..but it's hidden. Untie me and I'll tell you where it is." He tried to compromise, dumber than he looks.

"You think you're in a place where you can bargain with me, boy?" She pressed her heel gently into the mans side, making him wince as the cold, sharp spurs pierced his shirt and slightly into his skin.

He winced away, slurring on his words as he spoke. "Okay, okay! There's a map.. in my pocket."

She pinched the bridge of her nose gently. "A map? The hell, can't you pay like a normal person?" She scoffed, flipping him around roughly and searching his pockets.

"You—you're gonna untie me, right?" He asked, a little panicked.

"We'll see." She pulled the paper out of his pocket, opening it and scanning the image over for a moment. "Jesus, you got me doing a whole ass treasure hunt?" She took her knife out, cutting just his legs free. "Scram." She threatened, pulling him up to his feet and pushing him back in the direction of the ranch. "Let's see."

It took a bit, but she managed to find enough to cover the debt, stashing away the rest to split between the camp and herself.

She was done quite quick with her first debt, barely the afternoon by the time she was done, so she decided to go in the direction of the second one; Lilly Millet.

It was a quick ride down to Emerald Ranch, and she had been trotting with her horse through the small community until she spotted two people—a woman and a man—conversing, a little tensely.

"You Lilly Millet?" Melody halted her horse to a stop in front of the two, sliding off her saddle and standing before them. The woman was quick to stand to her feet, though not responding—which was enough of a response for Melody. "Where's our money?"

The woman took a slow step away. "What?"

"The loan you took from Leopold Strauss." Melody put her hands on her belt, taking a step closer to the woman. "Times up; you have to pay."

She looked at the woman apologetically. "I'm sorry.. I don't have it right now.." She said meekly, carefully stepping away until Melody walked up straight to her, standing tall before the much shorter woman.

"You see, that's a problem we have now, don't we?" She meekly took a step back, looking over at the man slumped in his seat. "Cooper! Give her what you've got!" She commanded.

The man looked away from Lilly and onto Melody. "I ain't giving her nothing." Melody wasn't phased, squaring up to the man; foolishly. He gripped some dirt off of the ground into his fist, slowly standing up. "Except a lesson in damn manners!" He threw the dirt right into her eyes, making them water as the stumbled back slightly.

"Son of a bitch!" She wiped her damp eyes on her sleeve. The man looked much bigger when he stood up to her, but since he felt like playing dirty, so would she.

She was quick with tackling him to the ground, threatening him with a knife to his throat. "Don't make me do it, Cooper." She threatened, pressing the knife further into his neck which made him wince. "Empty 'em." She commanded, looking down at his pockets. To her demise, she was overpowered by the man in a quick moment of vulnerability, tossed under him as he held her down and landed a few good punches to her face, breaking her nose.

She managed to kick him with her knee exactly where it hurt the worst, making him stumble off of her. She stood to her feet and brought out her revolver, spitting blood out right next to him. Being held at gunpoint was much more effective apparently, because he started spilling whatever he had in his pockets; money, jewels and any other valuables.

"Thank you both for complying, mostly." She smiled at them sourly, hoisting herself up on Anni and petting her neck as the couple stood by the door of their home, Cooper clutching his slightly scarred neck with one hand while the other pressed against his crotch. She took off, crossing out the woman's name off the list and spitting more blood aside.

Finally, it was getting dark enough to set up camp somewhere, and call it a day. She choose a slightly secluded part in a forest, hitching Otto to a tree and setting up a small fire next to her bedroll. She watched the stars for a while, and the sight of them through the tree's was soothing enough to let her fall asleep.

The morning after the beating she received was somehow worse; her head was throbbing and her nose hurt like hell—blood tickling down to Melody's lip as it started leaking again. She decided it'd be smart to get back to camp, lick her wounds for a few hours and get the last two debtors she had on her list.

She was quick to pack her things, destroying the burnt campfire with her boot and jumping back onto Anni, who was eager to get back to camp.

It took less time to get back as both her horse and Melody knew the path now, and they had a lot of fun riding back. She saw the camp come into view and sighed happily, finally able to tend to her wounds right. She hitched Anni on a post, passing by a few members who stared at her beat face.

She slapped the money down in front of Strauss. "Das sind Lilly Millet und Chick Matthews." She said, staring down at him who looked up a little shocked. "I'll get Downes and Mr. Wróbel when I.." She pointed to her wounded face. "Take care of this." She left him with a dip of her hat.

She walked herself down to the medicine wagon, cleaning her—most definitely broken—nose when a man leaned onto the wagon, looking down at her. She looked up, nodding slightly. "Micah."

"The hell happened?" He pointed to her face, scanning over her wounds.

"Debt collecting; Lilly Millet had a.. companion try to scare me off." She explained, looking back down at the mirror in her other hand, cleaning her bloody face. "But it's taken care of." She adds quickly.

He hums as he listens to her, nodding his head slightly.

"What're you doing?" She tries to continue with small talk when he doesn't say much.

He leans more comfortably on the wagon, taking his revolver out and playing with it. "Nothing much." He mused quietly, spinning the gun between his fingers.

She nodded slightly, dampening a cloth with a small amount of alcohol and dabbing it over a few, small cuts on her chin. "Wanna.. get the last two with me?" She asked, biting her tongue as soon as the question left her lips. "Actually-"

"..Alright."

She looked up at him to try and catch sarcasm in his face, or to see if he even said anything at all. He just nodded again, lifting his body off the wagon and walking towards the horses. She did it to herself this time.

She walked over to the horses a few minutes later, her face looking much cleaner now. "Ready?" She asked, looking up at him on his horse, smoking a cigarette which he soon flicks to the ground with a low hum.

Micah Bell.. riding to collect a debt.. with a German.. surely, now she's seen it all.

The first few minutes of riding were silent, occasional small talk which wouldn't last them too long. The house was coming up soon, giving Melody time to look over her notes on the next debtor; Thomas Downes.

"House is just up here." She said, leading her horse up a steep-ish hill with Micah close behind. They slid off their horses and left them in front of the house, noticing Mr. Downes working on his crops outside.

Melody leaned on the gate, Micah standing a few feet behind her. "Thomas Downes." The man turned around with a worried expression on his face. "It's payday." She added, beckoning the man to get closer.

He started stammering on his words. "Oh, no-no.. I'm.. I'm.." He muttered, clutching onto the rake in his hands nervously.

"You think we're a charity case, Mr. Downes?" She asked firmly, leaning a bit closer over the fence. Micah put his hands on his gun belt, watching intently and somewhat curiously.

"We've got nothing, ma'am. But when we have something, it'll be yours!" He explained, taking a small step backwards.

She scoffed, opening the fence suddenly and walking up to the man. "You think I have time for this?" She walked up to the weak man quickly, her reflexes reacting quickly as the man attempted to hit her with the rake. She took it away from him with one hand, slapping him to the ground. "Threatening me? Really now?" She raised her voice slightly.

"Please, I have a family, ma'am.. sir.. please." He adressed both people as Micah walked in behind her, still keeping his distance seeing she's handling herself quite well—to his surprise.

She gives him a swift kick in the leg, making him stumble backwards. "So do I; and your pay is what keeps the food on our tables, so pay up!" She said firmly, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and pulling him to his feet, pinning him right against the fence behind the man. "You borrowed the money, and you have to pay it back. What's not to understand?" She said.

The man coughed a moment before spitting in her direction, barely missing her face. "Someone ought to teach you some damn manners, you moron. Where's our money?" She threatened, forearm resting on his neck as she backed him further onto the fence, slowing his breathing by a small amount.

"I don't have it." He weakly muttered, making the woman scoff and throw him to the ground. "Sell your shit." She spat at the ground next to him. "I'll say it once more; we're not a charity case. You have a week." With that, she beckoned Micah to follow her, which he silently obliged to—secretly wishing he could have a go at the man himself.

They got their horses just as a woman and a boy ran out of the house, the woman—presumably Mrs. Downes—yelling out for the man, glaring at the two outlaws. "What you looking at?" She hissed, riding off with Micah.

"So, what now? You ain't got the money and Strauss set today as payday." Micah asked curiously, still keeping mostly his tone quiet and short with her.

She sighed lowly, trotting her horse in the direction of Mr. Wróbel's house. "We give him a week. Strauss'll understand, and if he doesn't have it in a week, well.. he'll have it." She said firmly, trusting herself and her threats to be a good enough wake-up call.

He nodded silently, riding next to her in the direction of the house. "You hold yourself good."

"You thought I couldn't hold myself?" She asked, slightly offended.

"Not- ugh.." He scoffed. "Not that well." He backed down on his comment out of frustration.

She scoffed right back, turning her head away from him. "Okay.." She murmured, speeding up her horse a bit ahead.

"Don't let it get to your head, honey." He teased as he saw himself obviously get under her skin with the remark—something he enjoyed doing to most people.

She bit her tongue, not wanting to give him a reaction at all. "It didn't. Your words hold little weight to myself, Micah." She said, side-eyeing him as he sped up next to her again, wanting to see her reaction to his words.

She did her best to ignore his other jabs the rest of the way, trotting silently to Mr. Wróbel's house. They soon arrived, and jumped off their horses. „Stop your antics now, we're here." She scolded him, which made him chuckle at the feeble attempt to control him and his actions.

She knocked on the door before just instantly entering—making the knocking useless. "Mr. Wróbel?" A rather frantic man turned to the two outlaws in his home, immediately backing away fearfully. "You took a loan from my partner. It's payday." She explained firmly, hands on her gunbelt. He starts speaking incoherencies in another language. "What is that; Russian? Polish? Goddamn it." She sighed.

Micah butts in, leaning over Melody's shoulder. "You speak english?" He asks firmly, somewhat aggressively.

The man makes a feeble attempt at forming a coherent sentence in english to the two, making them both a little irritated as this becomes a much bigger problem. "We're here for money." Melody says slowly. "You borrowed it from my partner Strauss, a German. Austrian. Whatever he is.." She whispers the last part mostly to Micah.

"Aha.. German.. Meine Frau-" The man starts speaking in German, making Micah scoff. "Ah, great. He's one of your kind."

"What do you mean by my kind?" She snaps at him, clearly offended which gives him fuel for later—for now, he raises his hands in surrender sarcastically, backing off. Melody's attention turns to the man. "Geld. Du musst deine Schulden bezahlen." Melody explains.

The man starts to rub his hands together nervously. "Ah.. No.. no have nothing, sorry. Very bad Winter."

"I do not have time for your excuses, boy." She pushed him to the ground against a wall swiftly, turning her head to Micah. "Search the house; there's probably enough for the debt." Micah mockingly salutes her, heading into one of the drawers behind him. The man pleads incoherently, switching between German, Polish and broken English. The two outlaws loot the house until they're missing barely a few dollars. "Shit."

Micah looks at the man's body language for a moment, stood up and almost guarding the drawer behind his body. He shoves him away and into a nearby wall, opening the drawer. "Oh, look at this gem." He opens the small, pink box and takes the silver wedding ring out.

"That'll cover it." She says, taking the ring from him and shoving it into her pocket. The man starts pleading louder, on the brink of tears as he looks up at the two outlaws. "My wife.." He mutters, making Melody bite the inside of her cheek guiltily as she reads his expression. "Fuck—I can't." She grabs the box and puts the ring back, tossing the box back to him—to Micah's surprise.

"We need that! How're you gonna pay off the rest?" Micah grunts, scolding her like a child.

She pulls her wallet out, the small pouch full with little coins. She nitpicks enough to cover the rest. "I've got it." She says, beckoning Micah to follow her outside. The night was young, but the sky had already turned a darker shade of blue as it approached.

"You got soft on him." He muttered, spitting on the floor just outside the house.

She shrugged. "It was a few dollars. If I'm paying for it, there ain't nothin' you should be commentin' on." She replied firmly, angering him slightly with the superiority in her voice.

"Watch your tone, girl." He warned, hoisting himself up on Baylock. Would it be wrong to say she regrets calling him to go with her?

She scoffed. "I'm good." Anni got a slight hit in the ribs from her, urging her forward with Micah doing the same to Baylock.

He glared at her slightly. "You have quite the mouth on you, cowpoke." He said insultingly.

She didn't reply, simply trotted her horse forward which had him more pissed; they both had a thing for getting in each other's heads, apparently.

It was supposed to be a smooth, ten-minute ride back to camp with a little bickering from the two; it turned pretty sour when Micah got recognised by an O'Driscoll practically just outside of camp, and they had to bolt in a random direction away from it. It wasn't a horribly dangerous chase—seeing as their aim was shit. Micah and Melody lost them by riding past Rhodes and into a random forest, seeing as it would be quite stupid to go back now, they decided to camp out in the spot they hid in.

Melody prepared her little tent as Micah made a fire, both surprisingly silent—nobody blaming it on the other and just agreeing it was bad luck, misfortune.

"You.. don't have a bedroll?" She put her hands to the fire, warming them slightly as she looked at Micah taking his jacket off and sitting down on it spread out on the floor. He shrugged carelessly. "Are you gonna be stubborn about it if I offer you my tent, at least?" She asked, looking at him from underneath her cozy little tent.

"Yes—I don't need your shit." He said firmly, making Melody scoff. "Suit yourself." She rolled her eyes and laid down on the bedroll inside the tent, savouring the warmth around her comfortably.

She soon heard shifting outside the tent she was in, looking up slightly and finally exhaling her fear when she noticed it was just Micah getting himself warm under the newly lit fire. The second fire tonight. "Micah. Get in here, don't make me ask a third time." She groaned, rubbing her eyes awake. He hesitated for a moment, wanting to tell her to mind her own business and leave him be. He stood up and dragged his jacket with him, laying it as far as possible away from her. She scooted a bit, leaving him some room. It was a tent made for one person, so it didn't surprise Melody when his back pressed to hers, him mumbling something before quieting down.

She awoke first—per tradition—and scooted out of the tent silently to not wake Micah, feeling her stomach grumble slightly. She took the time she had to hunt down a rabbit and cook some meat for herself; putting some away for later and some aside for Micah when he wakes.

It took a few minutes before she heard him shifting in the tent, putting his meat to cook soon after. He crawled out and sat a few feet away from her, rubbing his weary eyes slightly. "Hell's this?" He asked, voice gravelly and low.

"Rabbit. Eat it; we're gonna go back soon." She stood up and stretched her body with a yawn, walking over to the tent to put it down and pack up. Micah obliged after a moment, eating the meat quietly and taking down the fire after. Melody packed the tent away along with her bedroll, picking up Micah's jacket and tossing it over Baylock's saddle as he quickly relieved himself before they left.

Melody straddled her horse, leaning into it's soft mane tiredly—soft and comfortable enough for her to almost fall right back asleep on it. Micah's footsteps, crunching the leaves underneath his boot loudly, awoke her, and she arched her back slightly to stretch and pop it, yawning into her horses mane quietly. "Ready?"

Micah nodded, putting his jacket on while eyeing her. He hoisted himself up on Baylock, and they silently rode back into camp.

Melody went straight to Strauss, handing him the last two debts with a yawn, Micah trailing close behind. "Ah, thank you, Frau Mühl." He looked between the two outlaws. "What took so long? You didn't have to camp; the men live really close to here, oder?" He asked.

"Ran into O'Driscolls; they recognised us and we camped out to not lead them back." Melody explained, hands on her hips as she stood a bit closer to Strauss than Micah. The older man shooed them away, thanking both once more.

"If I ignore your feeble attempts at getting under my skin," They walked over behind Dutch's tent together to leave some extra donations to the camp fund. "you ain't too bad to ride with." She said, a sudden confidence arising from her exhaustion.

Micah eyed her for a moment whilst writing down his donation in the ledger. "Same goes." He said simply, giving her the pencil and walking away, straight into his tent.

Melody watched him walk away, snapping her gaze off of him to write her own donation down, before retreating to her own abode in the opposite direction.

Despite what was said at their departure after getting the debts, Melody and Micah hadn't spoken in exactly a week. It was a mutual awkwardness; one they couldn't seem to ignore so easily.

"Arthur, could you go give Mr. Downes a visit for me? I have to go into town and Strauss will not stop yammerin' about it to me." Melody plead, looking at him with desperation in her eyes.

He sighed before raising his hands in protest, yet saying nothing. "Fine. This is the only time I'm taking it off your hands." He points a wary finger at her before she smiles, ripping the note she wrote down a week ago out of her notepad and hands it to him. "You're the best!"

She walks away from him and towards the horses, patting Anni's neck gently. "You ready, girl?" She chuckles lowly as the horse whinnies in response. She hoists herself up on the saddle, readjusting herself comfortably before pulling on the reins to turn the horse, urging it into a trot out of camp.

As soon as the horse came out of camp, she noticed a familiar face running up to her; a distressed Lenny. "Melody!" He called out, stopping in front of her horse and gasping for air as he leaned down.

"Christ Lenny, are you okay?" She immediately slid off her saddle, resting her hand on his back gently whilst rubbing slow circles on it. Last she saw him was leaving with another member earlier today.

"It's—It's Micah." He said, wiping a few sweat beads off of his forehead. Of course it is.

Melody's ears perked up at the sound of his name. "Micah? Hold on—where is he?"

"In Strawberry —he got arrested and they damn near lynched me." Lenny explained frantically. Melody whistled for her horse as she walked Lenny uphill into camp. Dutch immediately noticed the commotion between the two outlaws from the opening in his tent, standing up off his cot and walking out. Lenny explained how Micah got in a fight and had himself arrested, whilst Lenny barely made it out; almost getting lynched.

Melody waited patiently for Lenny to finish talking, all of her next questions somehow related to Micah. "Lenny, you said Micah got arrested? Why back in Strawberry?" She asked.

"It's where we last were." He explained.

Melody nodded slowly, waiting for Dutch to walk away so that she could talk to him. Dutch ordered for Arthur to take Lenny into town and get him drunk, as far as Micah goes, he'll go get him tomorrow. As soon as Dutch stood up, Melody followed. "Dutch?" She asked, gently holding his forearm to halt him to a stop. He turned, looking down at her. "Let me.. go to Strawberry and see what we're working with. I won't try to rescue him; just.." She bit her lip gently.

Dutch understood her situation, waving his hand dismissively at her. "Of course, I trust you won't do anything stupid." He says, walking into his tent soon after. She expected a blatant 'no' or to at least negotiate on it with him for a while, but he just agreed, so she'll take it.

With that, Melody walked back and got up on her horse, patting it's neck gently again as she felt her fingertips twitch nervously; why exactly is she doing this? Micah and she weren't even on speaking terms—barely at that, yet she felt her blood run cold at the thought of him being hung out in Strawberry. She hit her horse in the ribs gently, urging it in the direction of the town.

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socalwriterbee · 1 year ago

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Oh, Christmas Tree!

Book: Open Heart

Characters: Ethan Ramsey x Tessa Martinez (FMC)

Rating/Warning: Teen/Fluff

Word Count: 982

Summary: Ethan and Tessa's niece (Melody) are on the look out for a Christmas Tree, only to find out that the tree they are looking for his for his home.

A/N: It's been a minute since I've posted on a story on here and a few weeks ago I got this idea from a conversation about a christmas tree farm with @cariantha @txemrn and @peonierose. I hope it this is ok Cari, it got my mind going. I would also like to thank you for the little something I will be adding at the end. I absolutely love it!!

A/N 2: This was quickly edited, sorry for any errors and typos.

A/N 3: My posts will not have any tags, if you happen to stumble upon this story, Thank you for taking the time to read, like and/or share! Hope you enjoy!

Characters belong to our friends at Pixelberry!

Happy Holidays!

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The sun sat bright in the sky, only giving some warmth to a cold December morning, the smell of pines surrounding them. Ethan found himself in search for the perfect Christmas Tree. Tessa was somewhere else with the rest of her family at a local Christmas Tree farm that was just outside the city limits. The ground crunched under his shoes as he tried to keep up with the little girl in front of him.

It wouldn’t be hard to lose sight of her they way she was dressed, black pants, shoes that lit up with each step she took paired with a ‘ugly sweater’ as Melody called it and a beanie with a white pom right on top.

Ethan knew if he did not have her in his eye sight she would turn and go off on one of her adventures, where he would call out for her and he would only hear her soft giggles when she hid from him.

Ethan sighed, he had been bested by Mel more times than he cared to admit. “Have you seen one you like?”

Melody answers him with a simple shake of her head.

What she was looking for Ethan had no clue, they passed trees he would have chosen, full, a nice shape to them, height was perfect for Talia’s family home.

They were all here when Talia mentioned to Tessa and him about doing this when they went over to her home a couple weeks ago. Tessa’s sister was trying to work around their hospital schedule, Ethan found it quite nice to be included in their family activities and memories.

He watched Melody stop in front of tree, it stood only a few inches taller than her. Ethan came to a stop next to her, looking down he saw the cold had nipped at her nose making the tip rosy.

He felt the opposite of a chill when Melody’s warm little hand settled into his. “This one Uncle Ethan.”

The words he wanted to say died on the tip of his tongue but that didn’t stop him from thinking them in his head. The tree in question was quite sad, he tilted his head to the side while he took it in, it was more branches than anything, the needles sparse.

“Mel, are you sure?” He asked, she had to be mistaken the space meant for the Christmas Tree in her family room would swallow this little runt up. “We passed by a lot more bigger ones…”

“But I like this one.”

Alright.

How was Ethan going to sell this one to Tessa and her sister, he saw a smile spread across Melody’s little face and he knew that this little tree was going home with them. He could already hear Tessa, “that little girl has you wrapped around her finger.”

“I guess we could make room for two trees in the family room.” Ethan said.

He started pulling out his phone to call Tessa, when Melody’s voice stopped him. “No, Uncle Ethan it’s for you. Auntie Tess said we could decorate a tree for you.”

Ethan tucks his phone back into his coat and drops down to the four year old’s height, sort of he was still a couple inches taller but that didn’t stop her brown eyes from locking with his. “I don’t need one, sweetheart.”

Her little arms wrapped around his neck, Ethan lets out an oomph as he balances the two of them from the force of her hug. “I don’t want you to become a grinch.”

A grinch? Tessa. Ethan shook his head before taking the little girl in his arms, balancing her as he stands them up. “I won’t become a grinch.”

“But you don’t have any Christmas decorations, how will Santa find you to leave presents.”

“Oh.” Santa, right. Ethan tickles Melody, feeling her wiggle and her infectious laugh fill the air, it’s a quick distraction, one he hopes will buy him some time to come up with something.

When she stopped laughing, Ethan turned them back to the tree in question. “You really like this one?”

Melody nods.

“There you guys are.” Ethan and Melody turn to see Tessa making her way towards them. “What did you two find?”

“Auntie.” Melody calls out, trying to wiggle out of Ethan’s arms, before she can fall, he places her down and watches her run towards her aunt.

“Did you find it Ladybug?” Tessa asks.

“Santa is going to like it aaalot.”

“Is he? Show me which one.”

Ethan watched the interaction between aunt and niece before they made their way to him and the tree he stood in front of. When they reached Ethan, he heard Tessa let out a soft laugh before she turned to him. Tessa was biting her bottom lip to prevent herself from laughing even further.

Ethan leans down and places a kiss at the corner of Tessa mouth, “This has you written all over it.”

Tessa’s eyes go wide. “Me?”

“You’re the only one who calls me a grinch.” Ethan says wrapping an arms around Tessa and bringing her into him. “And you’ve been trying to get me to decorate, so you enlist a child to do your bidding.”

The two of them look out in front them, Melody skipping around Ethan’s tree singing a Christmas song he doesn’t recognize.

“Did it work?”

Ethan doesn’t answer her because Tessa already knows the answer. “This is the one Mel.”

Melody stops skipping and singing to only start jumping with excitement. “I did it Auntie Tess.”

“Yes, you did Ladybug.”

“I picked the ugliest tree like you said.”

Tessa slipped out of Ethan’s embrace before he could say anything that Melody could hear. Ethan could only laugh to himself, he had fallen once more to the mischief niece and aunt came up with.

This time it was with a little holiday spirit.

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