#baby mama jack bright

[theyanderespecialist]

Happy Mother's Day Jack Bright (Mother's Day Patreon Special) Omega Mother Dr Jack Bright (SCP)

You can find the story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44606512/chapters/112211479 

Written By: https://archiveofourown.org/users/GavImp/pseuds/GavImp 

and https://archiveofourown.org/users/MultiFanGirlWickedPony/pseuds/MultiFanGirlWickedPony 

Artwork of Abel (SCP 076-2) X Dr. Jack Bright is done by one of the creators of this story: 

  Tumblr: @gavimp

In this world, related to the stories of "Ethical Treatment and Ethical Treatment - Montauk Incident" about an alternate universe where the Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics are the norm, things have been upside down for Dr. Jack Bright once he met the immortal warrior Able (SCP 076-2) and awakening feelings they never felt before. With significant consequences for both of them and the organization. As well as how it was affected by the tragedy of MTF Omega Seven, actions did for the Foundation in this case when unpredicted results arrived for this unlikely bond. And ultimately the hard choices had to be made at the end for the greater good. Also in this world, Dr. Bright wasn't killed by Able and trapped in SCP 963. As you progress in the story, you'll find out. Warning for explicit sexual content (though with consent). This is your last warning.

(Fic title and some scenes inspired by the song of the musical "Love Never Dies" - Beneath a Moonless Sky.)

Disclaimer: Jack Bright and Abel (SCP 076) Are not a canon couple. This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously. Shipping characters is fine as long as you do not be illegal or gross. Also, separate fiction from reality and headcanon from Canon.

[fanfictionismyaddiction]

A Growing Family

Word count: 2.2k

Pairing: Toto Wolff x reader, ft. Jack

summary: Y/n is lovingly protected by Toto, Jack, and Lily as they work together to ensure her and the baby’s safety, each of them — especially Jack — adopting Toto’s caring and cautious nature, forming a strong and supportive family bond.

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The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, warming the room with a golden hue. Y/n shifted slightly under the covers, her hand instinctively resting on her small but growing baby bump. A gentle smile crept across her face as she felt the slight curve of her belly — the quiet reminder of the life growing inside her. It had become her morning ritual, waking up and feeling the baby’s presence, knowing her family was expanding.

The sounds of hushed whispers and the occasional giggle echoed from the hallway. It was their usual weekend routine — Jack, Lily, and Toto working together to bring her breakfast in bed. Y/n could picture it clearly: Jack taking charge, guiding little Lily in her clumsy but determined way, and Toto’s quiet supervision, his warm laugh accompanying the children’s excitement.

As she rested, savoring the peaceful moment, the bedroom door creaked open. Jack, her stepson, entered first, balancing a tray filled with tea and breakfast. His face was lit up with pride and excitement as he made his way to the side of the bed.

"Careful, Lily!" Jack whispered urgently over his shoulder, watching his little sister wobble behind him, carrying a small vase with a daisy from the garden.

Lily, with her adorable unsteady steps, toddled towards Y/n, her tiny fingers gripping the vase. "F-flower!" she exclaimed proudly, her wide blue eyes glowing as she reached the bed.

Toto followed behind, his tall frame nearly filling the doorway, smiling at the scene before him. His gaze softened as he watched his children in their roles as little caretakers. "You’re doing great, Jack. Keep going, buddy," he encouraged, his deep voice filled with warmth.

Jack carefully set the tray down on the nightstand, his eyes flicking toward Y/n’s belly before looking back up at her face. "We made you breakfast, Mama Y/n!" he said, beaming. "And your favorite tea!"

Y/n’s heart swelled at the sight of him. Jack, with his gentle nature and caring ways, had really come into his own as a big brother, taking his role seriously. Her smile widened as she reached out to ruffle his hair. "Thank you, sweetheart. It looks perfect."

Lily climbed onto the bed with some help from Toto, her chubby hands patting Y/n’s small bump in wonder. "Baby!" she exclaimed with a bright smile, her enthusiasm filling the room. She clung to Y/n’s arm, looking up at her with adoration.

Y/n laughed softly, resting her hand on top of Lily’s. "Yes, baby," she echoed, her eyes sparkling with affection. "You’ll be a big sister soon."

Toto took his place on the edge of the bed, his large hand settling naturally on Y/n’s belly, his thumb brushing gently over her bump. "How are you feeling this morning?" he asked, his deep voice laced with concern but also tenderness.

"I’m good," Y/n replied, leaning into him slightly. "Especially with my little helpers here."

Jack stood tall, a sense of pride radiating from him. He took his role as the big brother to heart, just like he’d done when Lily was born. But this time, it felt different — more serious, more meaningful. Over the past few months, he had started to call Y/n "Mama Y/n" without any prompting, a sign of the deep bond they had built.

Y/n hadn’t expected it. When she first married Toto, she had been careful to respect Jack’s relationship with his biological mother, Susie. Y/n and Susie had always had a good relationship, and they worked together to make sure Jack felt supported and loved by both families. But as time passed, Jack began to see Y/n as more than just his stepmom — she was another source of motherly love in his life. And when he first called her "Mama Y/n," Y/n had nearly teared up with joy.

It had been such a natural moment, as Jack stood by her side in the kitchen, asking for her help with a school project. The words slipped out so easily that it took Y/n a second to realize what he had said. Since that day, "Mama Y/n" became part of their everyday life, a title filled with love and trust.

Jack looked up at Y/n now with the same wide, earnest eyes. "Don’t worry, Mama Y/n," he said seriously. "I’ll help take care of the baby when they come. I’m going to help you just like I helped with Lily."

Toto chuckled, glancing between Y/n and Jack with pride. "That’s my boy," he said, giving Jack’s shoulder a squeeze. "You’re going to be a great big brother, just like you already are."

Lily, not to be left out, gently poked at Y/n’s bump, her tiny finger prodding curiously. "Baby!" she repeated with a giggle, clearly excited by the idea of becoming a big sister too.

Y/n smiled down at her daughter, feeling the warmth of her little family surrounding her. "You’re both going to be amazing big siblings," she said, her voice full of affection. Her hand rested on Toto’s as it cradled her bump, a silent exchange of love between them.

Toto leaned in and kissed Y/n’s temple, his eyes shining with pride. "Looks like you’ve got your own little army taking care of you," he teased softly. "They’ve been watching my every move."

"That’s for sure," Y/n laughed, remembering how both Jack and Lily had started copying Toto’s every gesture. Jack would follow her around the house, telling her to be careful just like his father did, and Lily would toddle behind, repeating whatever Jack said in her tiny voice.

Jack stood a little taller, clearly pleased with himself. "Papa always says you have to be careful with the baby, so I told Lily we need to help too."

Toto grinned, ruffling Jack’s hair affectionately. "You’re right, Jack. We have to take good care of Mama Y/n and the baby."

As Y/n took a sip of the tea Jack had prepared, she looked at her family — Jack, with his earnest love and determination to protect; Lily, full of wonder and excitement; and Toto, the steady anchor in all of their lives. She felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the family they had become.

It wasn’t just the four of them. With Susie, and Toto’s older children, Benedict and Rosa, they had formed a close, extended family. Y/n’s relationship with Toto’s first wives had blossomed into something supportive and warm, creating a loving environment for all of their children. Even with so many different family dynamics, there was nothing but love and respect among them.

"Do you think the baby will look like me or Papa?" Jack asked suddenly, his curiosity bubbling over.

Y/n chuckled softly. "We’ll have to wait and see," she said, patting her bump lightly. "But no matter what, they’ll be so lucky to have you as their big brother."

Lily giggled and clapped her hands, clearly excited about the baby, though she probably didn’t understand exactly what was happening.

Toto leaned closer, placing a hand over Y/n’s bump once again, his eyes shining with joy. "We’ve got everything we need right here," he said softly, his love for their growing family evident in every word.

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As the weeks passed, Y/n’s small baby bump continued to grow, becoming more noticeable with each passing day. And with it, the family’s protectiveness over her seemed to grow as well. It started with small gestures — like Jack insisting on carrying things for her or Toto always making sure she sat down before doing anything. But soon, it became almost a mission for all three of them to ensure she was “safe” at all times.

One morning, Y/n was in the kitchen, humming softly as she reached up to grab a plate from the top shelf. Just as her fingers brushed the edge of the plate, Jack darted into the room.

“Mama Y/n, no!” he shouted, startling her for a moment. He raced over, his eyes wide with concern, grabbing the plate from her hands. “Papa said you shouldn’t reach for things! You could hurt the baby!”

Y/n blinked in surprise, then laughed softly. “It’s okay, Jack, I’m fine—”

But Jack was already shaking his head, holding the plate firmly in his small hands. “No, I’ve got it. Papa says you need to be careful all the time now.” He carefully placed the plate on the counter before turning back to her, his expression serious. “I’ll get anything you need, okay?”

Touched by his protectiveness, Y/n crouched down to his level, smiling softly. “Thank you, sweetheart. You’re such a good helper.”

Jack puffed out his chest, clearly proud of himself. “I’m going to protect you and the baby,” he declared. “Papa said I have to look after you.”

Not far behind him, little Lily came toddling into the kitchen, her tiny face lighting up when she saw Y/n. She wobbled over as fast as her short legs would carry her and grabbed Y/n’s leg, hugging it tightly.

“Careful, Mama!” Lily exclaimed, her words slightly garbled but her message clear. “Baby!”

Y/n chuckled, scooping Lily up and resting her on her hip. “You too, huh?”

Lily nodded solemnly, clearly mimicking Jack’s seriousness. She patted Y/n’s belly gently, her tiny hand resting on the bump. “Careful,” she repeated, looking at her with big, wide eyes.

Y/n couldn’t help but smile as she kissed Lily’s forehead. “I promise I’m being careful.”

Later that day, Y/n sat on the couch, folding baby clothes for the nursery when she spotted a toy car on the floor across the room. She started to stand up, but before she could even take a step, Toto appeared out of nowhere, hands gently pressing her back onto the couch.

“Whoa there, love,” he said softly, his brow furrowing. “I’ve told you not to overdo it. I’ll get that for you.” He bent down, swiftly picking up the toy and tucking it away, his tall frame making it seem effortless.

Y/n sighed playfully, giving him a teasing smile. “I’m pregnant, not broken, you know.”

Toto chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “I know, but we don’t take chances. Especially with this little one on the way.” He rested his hand on her bump, his touch soft and full of love. “We need you both healthy and happy.”

At that moment, Jack came racing into the living room, holding a glass of water. “Papa! I brought Mama Y/n some water, just like you said!”

Toto smiled, nodding approvingly. “Good job, Jack. You’re taking your role very seriously.”

Jack handed the glass to Y/n with great care, his face glowing with pride. “You have to drink lots of water for the baby,” he said earnestly, repeating Toto’s words from earlier in the week. “Papa says it’s important.”

Y/n took the glass from him with a smile, feeling her heart swell. “Thank you, Jack. You’re right, I do.”

“And don’t carry heavy things either!” Jack added, as if suddenly remembering another of Toto’s instructions. “Papa says it’s not good for you or the baby.”

Toto laughed softly, shaking his head. “Looks like you’ve got two extra sets of eyes on you now.”

“And very watchful ones at that,” Y/n teased, taking a sip of water.

As the evening came, Y/n decided to take a walk outside in the garden, needing a bit of fresh air. She loved being surrounded by the greenery and hearing the soft sounds of nature. But no sooner had she stepped out the door when Jack and Lily came rushing up to her, Jack holding her hand tightly and Lily clutching onto the fabric of her dress.

“Where are you going, Mama Y/n?” Jack asked, his eyes wide with concern.

“Just for a little walk,” Y/n said softly, looking down at both of them.

Jack shook his head, his grip tightening slightly. “You shouldn’t go alone. What if you get tired or fall? Papa says we have to make sure you’re always safe.”

Lily mimicked him, hugging Y/n’s leg and repeating, “Safe!” as best as she could.

Y/n smiled, realizing there was no way she could resist their protectiveness. “Alright, alright,” she said, holding out her other hand for Lily to grab. “How about we all go together?”

With Jack on one side and Lily on the other, they walked slowly through the garden, Jack keeping a sharp eye out for anything that could possibly be a hazard — a loose stone, a low-hanging branch, even a tiny puddle that might trip her up.

“Careful, Mama Y/n,” Jack said every few minutes, his voice taking on the same firm but loving tone that Toto used.

Lily would nod along, echoing her big brother. “Careful!”

By the time they returned inside, Y/n was half-laughing, half-melting at the sight of them. Jack had taken on Toto’s protectiveness so naturally, and Lily was doing her very best to copy her big brother’s every move.

As they settled back into the living room, Y/n leaned into Toto’s arms, her heart full of love for the little team that had formed around her.

“You’ve turned them into little guardians,” Y/n whispered, resting her head on Toto’s shoulder, her hands lightly tracing her bump.

Toto smiled, pressing a kiss to her hair. “They just love you,” he said quietly. “We all do. We can’t help it.”

Looking at Jack and Lily, who had nestled themselves next to Y/n on the couch, Y/n felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. They were already an incredible family, and with the new baby on the way, their love and protectiveness would only grow.

And in those quiet moments, surrounded by her loving husband and children, Y/n knew that no matter how much they fussed over her, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

[ssahotchnerr]

okay how about this, you and aaron (and maybe jack) are having a competition on what baby girl hotchner's first words would be

friendly competition

AHHHH <33333 cw; fem!reader

it's been a running contest within the hotchner household lately; what your daughter's first word is going to be.

jack's been absolutely enamored with it, and as much as you want her first word to be 'mama', you've been secretly pulling for jack, solely based on his excitement and dedication.

it's only 8 am, and it's the first thing on his agenda.

you're putting breakfast together, aaron's finishing getting ready for the day, and jack is laying on his stomach, accompanying his sister during her morning tummy-time. you have a full view of the two of them, over the kitchen counter and into the living room, close enough to hear their quiet, one-sided, conversation.

and every night during bedtime, he'll stand on the edge of her crib, peering over the side, asking her sweetly to repeat his name before bidding her goodnight. and something you've noticed, jack's tone is the gentlest you've ever heard as he's talking to her.

"say jack." he says softly, his chin resting on his hands, hands on the carpet so his eyes are more level with his sister's. he sits up a bit, grabbing onto a nearby stuffed animal and holding it out for her to see.

baby girl only squeals happily in response, her little hands reaching for the toy in jack's hand.

"you can do it, and then you can have the toy, okay? say, jack."

"jack." aaron walks into the room, cuffing his sleeves as he does so. "go eat your cereal, please."

ever the obedient son, jack scrambles up, but not without huffing out a breath. once in the clear, aaron reaches down, scooping up your daughter and holding her upright.

"good morning," his eyebrows lift adorably, his voice also going up an octave. his hand is on the back of her head to better support her, a bright expression on his face. again, she squeals, "c'mon, dada."

"that's just mean." you tease aaron, your words nearly covering up jack's whine of 'daddy!' in the background.

"what?" aaron can't help the guilty grin that forms on his face, approaching and giving you a quick kiss. "i'm going to win this."

"no, i am." jack challenges him, giving his father a smug smile over his breakfast, before taking a spoonful.

aaron laughs, narrowing his eyes at jack in a playful manner, "may the best hotchner win."

[twstfanblog]

A little thing of the Magical Girl AU

As any self respecting Magical Girl, each of the Twist boys get a cute marketable plushie of a familiar!!!

Each boy has a weapon and Dire Beast. Both boy and beast are bonded to the weapon instead of each other. But if the beast likes his weilder they will make it very difficult to use the weapon if you stole it.

The Magical Dire Beasts for Each boy

Riddle-Baby pink hedgehog. Battle form is a giant bright red hedgehog the size of a draft horse that shoots flaming spikes.

Trey- A big ass bumblebee, battle form is a giant ground wasp. Buries under ground to sneak attack you. Helps Trey bake in its bumblebee form.

Cater- Little caterpillar that masquerades as an earcuff earring, turns into a massive butterfly with illusion causing wings.

Deuce- Lil yellow puff ball chick, battle form is a giant blue tinted rooster that shoots ice.

Ace- Lil fox the size of his palm with one tail. Battle form is the size of an actual fox has more tails but hasn't gained nine yet. does massive damage over large areas with wind magic with it's tails.

Leona- A black lion, battle form is a full sized lion who's roar can turn magic and physical defenses into sand.

Ruggie- Hyena cub that fits in his hand. Battle mode is a full sized hyena that can make copies of itself. Used mainly for surveillance.

Jack- A wolf about the size of a great dane puppy. Battle mode is an extraly large wolf. His howl is able to pinpoint other dire beasts.

Azul- Octopus. It's actually a blue ring octopus, both in size and form. While the beast has a battle form, Azul very rarely uses it in fights. His beast is very protective of Azul and the Tweels in its battle form.

Jade- Lil eel that hides in his hair. Battle form is around 6ft long. Its bite transfers power to allies and works in tandem with Floyd's beast.

Floyd- Lil eel that hides in his hair. Battle form is around 6ft long. Its bite can suck out power from enemies and works in tandem with Jade's beast.

Kalim- A hamster! Loves eating and honestly acts as an infinity purse. Battle form is around the size of an elephant and can take damage like a brick wall getting a water balloon thrown at it. Very rare to see in battle form.

Jamil- A snake, around 3ft long. Camouflages as one of his braids. Battle form is a king cobra that turns into a tattoo to immobilize enemies.

Vil- A tarantula. A dark purple with highlights of neon purple. Battle form is the size of a massive tank. Can spit venom in battle form. Vil brushes his beasts fur to keep them neat.

Rook- A hawk the size of a robin. Battle form is large enough to carry Rook and a few others. No secondary power past excellent flying abilities.

Epel- An orchid mantis that looks like an apple blossom. Battle form is massive, but smaller than Vil's tarantula. Hands become bladed and can do slash attacks.

Idia- Screech Owl. Looking at it in the dark gives it the silhouette of a cat. Battle form has it gaining mass out of fire to have its second form made entirely of flames. Another very protective beast, but Idia has made sure it knows to protect Ortho over him.

Ortho- Does not have a beast nor weapon.

Malleus- A lil dragon. Malleus named it Gaogao. Battle form is basically Maleficent's dragon form. It doesn't so much as breathe fire as its roar makes thorny vines attack.

Lilia- A bat♡. Just an average sized bat who is actually the mother of the massive swarm of bats that normally follows Lilia around. Battle form is more so the mama bat psychically controls the whole swarm to attack.

Silver- Baby fawn that fits in his hand. Only sleeps in Silver's hand. Battle form is a giant ass 14-point stag. The horns are able to pierce through any defense.

Sebek- A shiba inu. Literally just a fucking shiba inu, just as loud and loyal as Sebek is. Battle form has its fluffy fur spike out into lightning. While it zips around just as fast as Sebek can, it does not like water and if wet will start screaming.

Yes, all of these beasts have names. NO I HAVEN'T THOUGHT OF A SINGLE ONE XD this AU is already so extensive and it's not even funny anymore.

[kellycataclysm]

A precious pearl, made in a moment of beautiful serendipity

For those that have read my long fic, you would know that Lyra and Harvey have a four-year old daughter.

Introducing Evie Juniper Dalton, their little moonbeam, their Flower Dance baby.

She loves purple and wearing things that sparkle. She loves magic and fairies and twirling. She runs a mini clinic for her toys. She loves her dog Jack and her new kitten Sabrina, who she calls Bean.

She loves to be carried by her daddy, the doctor, because he is so tall she can see the whole world. She loves her mama's snuggles and holding her hand as they explore.

She loves sleepovers with her friend Jas, and loves Emily who can make things and has pretty bright hair.

I'd like to thank the wonderfully lovely and extremely talented @purpledemonart for bringing this little girl to life in her first art. I adore her with my whole heart. You captured her energy so wonderfully and how she looks so perfectly. She has Harvey's eyes and hair, and Lyra's freckles.

Thank you so much for this. I feel so lucky to have been able to work with you!

[sequinsmile-x]

You’ll Always Be a Flower on My Skin

It was a sadness that came around every year, something that he’d outrun for months and months until it caught up with him, stealing the breath from his lungs as it out-lapped him. He’d insist he was fine, as if she didn’t know him better than she knew herself and couldn’t see through his sad smile. 

As if she didn’t know it was Haley’s birthday. 

-x-

Hi besties,

I have no idea where this came from. I wanted to write sad Aaron and here we are 4k words later!!

I hope you like this, and as always please let me know what you think - comments feed the little elves in my brain that come up with insane fic ideas.

-x-

Words: 4k

Warnings: Pregnancy, grief

Read over on Ao3, or below the cut

Aaron wasn’t sleeping. 

He was trying to hide it from her, but Emily knew. She’d get up in the middle of the night to pee, far too full of baby these days to make it through the night without needing to, and his side of the bed would be empty, the sheets cool to the touch, and she didn’t have to go and find him to know he would be in their home office. 

The first night, she’d sought him out. Had shuffled, definitely not waddled, to check on him, her hand pressed against her belly, their daughter rolling under her skin as she snuck past Jack and Lucas’s rooms, to find her husband. He’d gently admonished her the moment she stuck her head around the office door, his eyes wide as he immediately got up from his chair and ushered her back to bed, reminding her - as if she wasn’t the heavily pregnant one - that she needed to rest in the last couple of weeks before the baby was born. She’d fallen asleep again almost immediately, his fingers running through her hair as he laid one hand on her bump, and she was furious at herself the next morning when she woke up and he looked exhausted. 

Ever since then, in the almost week that had passed, she would wake up alone in the middle of the night. He’d always be there when she fell asleep, and he would be in the morning, his eyes tired and his smile sad as he told her he’d get her the one cup of coffee she was allowed a day. 

It was a sadness that came around every year, something that he’d outrun for months and months until it caught up with him, stealing the breath from his lungs as it out-lapped him. He’d insist he was fine, as if she didn’t know him better than she knew herself and couldn’t see through his sad smile. 

As if she didn’t know it was Haley’s birthday. 

They give Jack the option to not go to soccer camp, but he insists on going. It was his favourite summer activity. He loved spending the day with his friends learning about his favourite sport before coming home to spend the evening with his family. Emily was pleased he wanted to go, and all he asks is if they could go to Haley’s grave when he got home that evening to put down the card he’d written for her.  Emily and Aaron say of course, and then it’s like any morning in their home. Jack giggles, a sound that makes Emily ache on today of all days, as he watches Lucas eat his breakfast, more jam on the 3-year-old’s face and hands than he actually manages to eat. Aaron takes Jack to camp and kisses Emily as he leaves, promising that he’ll make sure the camp supervisor knows the importance of the day, his smile sad until she grabs his hand and presses it against her belly, a flicker of him, of her Aaron, flashing across his face when their little girl kicks. 

She blows out a slow breath as the front door closes, leaving her and Lucas alone in the house for the day. She frowns as she feels a tightening in her belly, and she groans as she places her hands on her lower back, shifting side to side as the pain rolls through her. She’d been having practice contractions for a couple of weeks now, and they somehow always managed to take her by surprise, the randomness of them allowing them to sneak up on her. 

“Mama okay?” 

She smiles as the contraction passes and looks over at Lucas, chuckling at the bright red jam spread across his cheeks and somehow in his hair. She walks over and kisses the top of his head before she lifts him out of the highchair, unable to cover a groan as she does so. 

“Mama’s okay, sweet boy,” she says, laughing when he kisses her cheek, leaving jam behind on her skin, “Thank you, Lukey,” she adjusts her hold on him, making sure he’s comfortable on her bump, “Let’s go get you cleaned up.” 

The morning passes quickly, lost in a flurry of activities to keep Lucas entertained, and practice contractions that she barely has time to focus on. She texts Aaron to ask if he wants them to come to meet him for lunch, and he replies so quickly with a yes it makes her ache, his desperation to see his family enough to let her know how much he is struggling. Lucas is delighted at the idea of seeing his father, and she loads him into the car, smiling at the sight of the baby’s car seat next to his that Aaron had put in the car just a few days ago. 

When they make it to Quantico, she ushers Lucas past the security desk, exchanging smiles with the guards she’d known for years, and she lets him press the button in the elevator.

“Want Mommy to carry you, baby?” She asks, pushing her fingers through his dark hair and he shakes his head, his brow furrowing in a way that makes him look exactly like Aaron. 

“She’s the baby,” he says, pointing at her belly, “I’m a big boy.”

She presses her lips together to stop herself from laughing and she nods, running her fingers through his hair again. She was looking forward to meeting her daughter, but it was strange to get her head around the fact Lucas would soon enough no longer be her youngest, that she’d have to split her focus between Jack and Lucas and the little girl kicking her in the ribs. 

“Sorry, you’re right,” she replies, smiling when the doors open and she waits for him to leave the elevator first, “Let’s go find Daddy.” 

She walks in pace with Lucas and smiles widely when the team notices them, all of them except Aaron gathered around JJ’s desk as they debated what to get for dinner. 

“Look, it’s Mini Hotch and Princess,” Derek says, his smile getting wider as Emily rolls her eyes at his nickname for her son. He leans down and offers his hand to Lucas for a high five, his smile getting wider as the toddler hits his hand against his as he makes a big deal of the little boy’s strength, “What are you two doing here?”

“Wanna see Daddy,” Lucas says, and Emily ruffles his hair as she looks up at her friend. 

“We’re going for lunch with Aaron,” she explains and her friends nod. 

“Maybe you can cheer him up,” Dave jokes, “He’s been in a terrible mood all day.” 

She immediately feels protectiveness for her husband roll through her when the rest of them hum in agreement, anger moving in tandem with her little girl, and she has to remind herself that they won’t know what day it is. They won’t know it’s Haley’s birthday because Aaron always did his best to make it something that was just for their family. A private, strange kind of grief that didn’t seem to fade as time went on. If anything, it grew with them, was somehow bigger every time it rolled around, a stark reminder that as they got older, Haley didn’t. She was forever frozen in time in the home she had once shared with Aaron and Jack. 

JJ must hear the sharp intake of breath that Emily sucks in, and she stands up, rolling her seat back, offering it out for Emily to sit down and she nods gratefully, “Thanks.” 

“Don’t worry,” JJ says, winking at her, “I remember the point you’re at. Everything’s exhausting.” 

She chuckles, groaning as she sits down, her hands on top of her bump as she tries to get comfortable, grateful that the conversation has moved on without any digging from their friends about her husband’s mood, “I don’t remember the last time I slept through the night.” 

“Speaking of, aren’t you supposed to be on maternity leave?” Dave asks and she hums as she looks over at him and nods her head towards Lucas who was trying to help himself to the candy in Derek’s desk drawer. 

“It’s less relaxing this time around for some reason,” she quips, and she hears Aaron’s office door open, the squeak to the handle a sound she’d recognise anywhere, and she sees Lucas look up too, his smile wide as he abandons Derek in a second. 

“Daddy!” He says, stopping in place as he turns to look at Emily, looking for permission to seek his father out, and she nods. 

“It’s okay, go to Daddy,” she says, and she keeps an eye on him until he makes it to Aaron just as he makes it to the bottom of the stairs. She smiles softly as she watches her husband smile as he picks up their little boy. She hears Derek comment that it’s the first time Aaron has smiled all day, something that’s followed by a laugh from Dave, and she turns to look at them, her arms crossed over the top of her bump. “You’d better not be making fun of my husband.” 

“You make fun of him all the time. How come you’re allowed to but we’re not?” Derek asks, his smile turning into a challenging smirk, and she raises an eyebrow at him.

“Because I’ve grown two of his children with my body,” she quips, “The second you can do that, you can make fun of him.” She looks over and watches as Aaron walks over, Lucas on his hip, matching smiles on their faces that never failed to make her smile too. She feels a tightening in her belly again, and she winces and rubs her bump, waving off Aaron’s immediate concern as he makes it to her side, one of his hands on her shoulder, “I’m fine,” she says, blowing out a slow breath, “Baby Girl Hotchner is just letting me know she’s as ready for her to come out as I am.” 

“You’re really not going to give us a hint on the name?” Derek asks, cutting off Aaron’s attempt to check on her, and she shakes her head and relaxes as the contraction passes.

“No, because where would the fun be in telling you when you want to know so badly,” she looks up at her husband, “Are you ready to go?” 

He nods and offers her a hand to help her up, providing her his strength as she stands up and she squeezes his hand once she’s on her feet, linking their fingers together as she tries to give him her strength too, hoping that somehow, the simple press of her palm against his will remind him of just how much he’s loved.

___

By the time the boys are in bed, it feels like it’s been a long day. 

Aaron sighs as he sits on the couch, his head in his hands before he sits back, his eyes closed as he sucks in a breath, desperately hoping the smell of home would comfort him. 

He’d known Haley for longer than he hadn’t. He’d celebrated her birthday with her for longer than he hadn’t. Even after the divorce he’d marked the occasion. Had taken a tiny Jack to buy a card and a gift he knew Haley would love, his knowledge of her something he could only channel through their son. It was the same thing he now did with the love he had for her. He made sure Jack knew he’d come from love, that despite the fact his mother was gone and she and Aaron hadn’t been together anymore, that hadn’t taken away from the love that had created their family. 

Usually, he could go weeks, months even, these days without feeling the weight of the guilt he carried for Haley’s death. Then an anniversary would come around -  a date that marked her death, their wedding anniversary, her birthday - and it would feel like he was right back at the start. Pulled under by grief he thought he’d learnt to swim in, the waves of it overpowering him until he felt like he was barely hanging on. 

In his worst moments, he was jealous of Jack’s ability to function. He was sad, his smile never quite reaching his eyes on days like this, but he was able to carry on. His mother’s absence a part of his life he’d lived with for longer than he’d had her, something he was so used to that it allowed him to speak of it candidly. His innocence somehow still intact as he’d explain to a stranger that Emily was his mom now, but that his first mom was in heaven. 

Aaron knew his son’s memories of Haley were hazy, that most of what he knew now was because of stories he and Jessica would tell him. Even Emily would tell him stories, would tell him all about the time she’d spent with Haley in the time she knew her. Jack was so young when it happened, only a little older than Lucas was now, and it would make Aaron freeze at times. Would make him choke on preemptive grief as he thought about Lucas or his little girl who was still safely in Emily’s belly living without their mother like his eldest had learnt how to. It’s a thought Aaron can’t escape. A thought that tormented him in the middle of the night when he couldn’t sleep, the sound of Emily’s breathing a white noise he tried to cling on to as he tried, and failed, to rest. He’d get out of bed and sneak into the boy's rooms to watch them sleep for a little while before he went to his office, telling himself that he’d get some work done when he knew he’d just sit at his desk and go over and over everything he could have done to save the woman he’d loved since he was a teenager. 

“I have a feeling we will have a toddler in our bed by morning,” Emily says as she walks into the living room, her smile tired as she walks towards him.

He smiles and stands up, one hand in hers and the other around her shoulders as he helps her sit down, “Did he go down okay?” 

She nods and tugs him to sit back down with her, “He kept pretending he wasn’t tired but he fell asleep halfway through Goodnight Moon,” she places her hand on her bump, rubbing a circle over where their daughter is moving, “I checked in on Jack on my way past his room, he’s reading his book.” 

Aaron nods, his lips pressed together tightly as he clears his throat, “He seemed okay?” 

She hums and runs her fingers through his hair, offering him comfort in the same way he’d watched her do with their sons countless times, “He’s okay. He asked me how you’re doing.” 

He sighs, shaking his head at himself as he clenches his jaw, “I didn’t do a very good job of hiding it, huh?” 

She cups his cheek and makes him look up at her, “Give yourself a break, he’s a smart kid. And I don’t think it’s a bad thing that he knows it’s okay for days like today to be hard.” 

He nods and clears his throat, “Yeah.” 

They drift into silence and she watches him carefully before she reaches out and squeezes his hand, “Usually I’d offer to be the big spoon in bed tonight,” she says, her smile soft when he looks at her again, “But I think there’s far too much baby in the way for that to work.” 

He chuckles, the sound wet as it catches in his chest, and he doesn’t think he’s ever loved her more as she makes him laugh on a truly impossible day, “I’d settle for a hug. If that’s okay.”

She rolls her eyes at him and encourages him closer, tugs him towards her until his head is on her chest and she wraps her arms around him, his cheek against her collarbone, the place where he always felt the most at home, “You never have to ask.”

He’s unsure how long they sit like that, how long he lets himself be soothed by the sound of her heart, how it seems to beat in tandem with his, but he loses himself in her just like he always did. Drawn in by her smile and her love, the way she fiercely looks after him and their children. He feels, more than hears, the groan she suppresses against the top of his head. He feels her belly harden against him, their little girl pressed between the two of them, and he pulls back, his eyebrows knitting together as he looks at his wife. 

“Em…are you having contractions?” 

She shakes her head, even though they both know she’s lying, “Just Braxton Hicks,” she says, not sounding overly sure she believes that herself, “It’s fine.” 

“How frequent are they?” He asks, his hand on her belly as he feels the contraction pass as the tension seeps out of her body. 

“Uh, on and off all day?” She replies, scrunching her nose up, “Mostly on since we left the cemetery.” 

His eyes go wide, and any sadness he’d felt all day pushed down so he can look after his wife, “Em, why didn’t you say anything? We need to go to the hospital-”

“No,” she insists, “It’s fine. This isn’t labour. I would know. I’ve done it before,” she says, a smile fixed on her face that she usually kept aside for her mother, and any response he’s trying to cook up is gone the moment she groans again, her face screwed up in disgust, “Fuck.” 

“What’s wrong?” He asks, cupping her cheek and making her look at him as she stares down at her bump. 

“I’m in labour. My waters just broke.” 

He looks down at her lap, as if he’d see anything through her black leggings or on their dark grey couch, and then back up at her, “Are you sure?” 

She rolls her eyes at him like she wasn’t just the one who was insisting she wasn’t in labour, “Well, it’s either that or I’ve just peed on the couch.”

He stares at her for a beat, and she stares back and then he springs into action, standing up as he grabs his phone from the coffee table, “I’ll call Jess to come to stay with the boys.” 

___

When the doctor tells her she’s already 5cm dilated when they arrive, she realises just how strong her denial has been. 

She’d sat on a bench in the cemetery and tried to breathe through the pain, Lucas pressed up against her side as Jack and Aaron knelt at Haley’s grave, softly speaking to her as they laid cards and flowers in front of her headstone. The contractions Emily had been wilfully ignoring all day were suddenly in an undeniable pattern, but she didn’t say anything to Aaron when he asked if she was okay, too focused on the tears shining in his eyes to tell him that she was in labour. 

When she had Lucas, her labour lasted for over a day. She’d expected the same this time, had thought she’d have time so she didn’t have to give birth on her husband’s dead ex-wife’s birthday, so she kept it to herself. Clenched her teeth through the contractions she knew were going to get worse as they had dinner as a family. She knew on any other day Aaron would notice sooner than he had, but he was distracted by his and Jack’s grief. 

She thought she’d have time, that she’d make it to at least midnight until she had to tell him, but it seems her little girl had other plans, keen to enter the world as soon as possible. 

Poppy Hotchner is born at 10.59 pm, and she comes into the world screaming, furious at the world until she’s put on her mother’s chest, finding solace in the same place Aaron had just a few hours earlier. By the time both Emily and Poppy have been checked over by the doctor and the three of them are left alone it’s close to midnight. 

“I can’t believe she’s here.” Emily says, tearing her eyes away from Poppy just for a moment to look at her husband, “She’s beautiful,” 

“Of course she is,” he says, leaning in to kiss Emily’s temple, “She came from you.” He looks at Poppy and smiles, reaching out to run his knuckles down her cheek, “You surprised us, sweetpea. You weren’t supposed to come until next week,” he smiles softly, “You just wanted to join the fun, huh?” 

“As the person who just pushed her out, I’ve got to say you and I have a very different idea of what is fun, honey,” Emily quips, lifting Poppy to kiss her head, taking in a moment to breathe in her sweet smell, “This isn’t how I thought today was going to end when I woke up this morning.”

“Me neither,” he chuckles and nods, swallowing thickly when he thinks of the sorrow that the day had started with in comparison to the joy of how it had ended. It was strange, a much needed reminder that sadness and happiness could co-exist. 

“I…I didn’t want her to be born today,” she admits, her cheeks burning pink with embarrassment because of how stupid it feels now she has her daughter in her arms, “I know today is hard for you. I didn’t want to make it harder.” 

The guilt is immediate as it washes over him, the froth of it catching in his lungs as his chest stutters, “Oh sweetheart,” he says, resting his forehead against hers, “I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have had to worry about that.”

“I’m your wife,” she says, stamping her lips against his, “worrying about you is part of the gig.” 

He hums and runs his thumb back and forth over Poppy’s head, tracing the swirl of her dark hair. He thinks of another life where Haley lived and would be one of the many people desperate to meet Poppy. He imagines the way she’d smile at having to share her birthday, how she’d tell Poppy she was happy to share the limelight with her. He wasn’t sure if he believed in much. He didn’t know with any certainty that there was life after death, that anyone was watching over them with soft smiles and kind eyes, but he did believe in love. It had saved him more than once, had brought him back from the abyss, so he knew that in some way, somehow, Haley would love his family because she would always be a part of it. 

“I think she’d get a kick out of this.” 

Emily looks at him, her face so close to his that her nose skims across his cheek, “Haley?”

“Yeah,” he says, tearing his gaze away from the newborn, “I think in some strange way it’s her way of telling me to not be sad on her birthday anymore.” 

Emily hums thoughtfully and rests her forehead against his temple, “I have an idea for a middle name for her.”

They’d settled on Poppy the moment they knew they were having a girl, a name they both loved that referenced the size she’d been when they first found out she existed. Aaron had called her his little poppy seed ever since, and it had stuck. The middle name had been harder. Emily didn’t want to pass on Elizabeth, to give her daughter the name she shared with her own mother, and even when Poppy had been placed on her chest she still didn’t have a solid idea. Then it had come to her, as if it floated in on the air, caught in amongst the love the room was stuffed full of, brought in on the small breeze of grief that curled around them, a reminder of just how precious life is that she wanted to make sure she never forgot. 

“Yeah?” 

She pulls back to look at him, “I thought we could use Brook,” she says, her confidence fading as his expression softens, a flash of the sadness he’d been plagued with for weeks, “We don’t have to-”

“No,” he says, his smile shaking as he pulls her in for a kiss and then rests his temple on top of her head, both of them looking at their little girl, “It’s perfect.” 

[aliaology]

THE BEST DAY

summary: older hughes sister and her mama ellen hughes ⭐️

pairings: ellen hughes x daughter!hughes!reader

fluff fluff fluff its also lowkey so bad n short

five years old

it was getting cold in toronto. your big coat fell to your knees as you looked up at your mom with a big grin on your face. she held your seven month old brother as your father held quinn’s hands, helping him skate.

you carefully moved around on the ice, scared to fall. you do well for a solid few seconds before falling straight on your butt, causing your mom to laugh.

instead of crying, you look up smiling at her, immediately getting up from the ice. you quickly skate past her before slipping again. another laugh erupts from your mothers throat.

the sky is slowly turning gold as it sets, signaling it was time to go home. you whine as your mom takes your skates off.

your dad holds baby jack now. quinn is sitting beside you, legs kicking back and forth as he waits for help. your mom slides your boots on and immediately you get off the bench, hugging her legs with a whine.

“i dont want to leave yet.” you groaned. your words muffled due to her pants. she just chuckled and helped quinn.

then, on the ride home, you were fast asleep.

when you woke up, you still had five minutes left until you got home, and both quinn and jack were asleep.

you wondered why the trees changed colors over time, watching them as you passed by each and every one.

you also wondered how your mom wasnt scared that your dad was driving, he speeds!

you rub your eyes.

“i had the best day today” you yawned.

thirteen years old

your friends were mean. really mean. they kicked you from the lunch table, stopped inviting you to hangouts. every class you had with them, they’d ignore you or leave you alone during partner projects.

it came to the point where you were crying as you got home. you opened the door, tears falling down your cheeks as you threw your bag to the floor.

upon hearing the sound, your mother rushed towards you. “hey, hey, honey whats wrong?” she asked.

she immediately pulled you into an embrace. you cried on her shoulder, “why are they all so mean mama? im nothing but nice!” you cried.

she sighed and held you tight. when she pulled away, her hands stayed on your shoulders. “lets go for a drive, okay?” she spoke.

you nodded and wiped your tears as she grabbed the keys.

you both drove and drove until you were a few towns away, where no one would know you guys. you talked, and talked, and talked.

you told her everything that had been going on. everything that they were saying and doing to you. after ranting, she took you window shopping until you forgot all of their names.

when you made it home, you got scared. who were you gonna talk to at school? but then you remembered, you still have the laughter when you’re with your mom.

it may take awhile to feel better but,

“i had the best day with you.” you told.

you have an excellent father. one whos strength makes you stronger. one whos smarts may not always be at its peak but hits it every now and then. one whos cared for you to his very core.

you have perfect younger brothers, who you believe are better than you, inside and out. but altogether you guys are a perfect family.

you grew up in a pretty home, one where you had space to run and hide, and call yours. one where you were able to paint your room a bright pink.

and that place, was where you had the best days of your life.

twenty five years old

you were searching through your old stuff. there you found a camera and immediately you got to charging it. you were three, your mother was still pregnant with quinn.

she set up your paint set in the kitchen, knowing it’d be easier to pick up. in the video, she talked to you. asked what you were painting. to which you responded, “a princess!”

it was a bad painting of a princess on a pirate ship, a really bad painting. so bad, you laughed through your tears as you watched it in your lonesome apartment.

the camera zoomed in to your mother, your father obviously being the one to take the video. shes the prettiest lady in the whole wide world.

now you know why the trees change colors. you know your mother was on your side, even when you were wrong, like when you pushed a kid for calling a teacher ‘stupid’ in the fourth grade.

you were grateful for her, for her watching you shine and become who you were today. you dont know if she knows, but, you always had the best days with her.

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[doc-pickles]

waking up in vegas | matthew tkachuk x hughes!sister (pt.5)

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summary: your families come to visit you and matthew in florida for christmas

warnings: none I think???

a/n: this is the definition of a filler chapter. it’s here solely so I can post my next chapter this weekend. enjoy!

xoxo

nina

“Y’know moving a week before Christmas wasn’t really my best idea,” you groan as you shuffle through your closet for what feels like the tenth time. “I can’t find what I’m looking for and at this point I’m not sure it even exists.”

It's two days before Christmas and Matthew’s family is in town to celebrate the holiday with the two of you. Your parents and Quinn are also coming, your other brothers stuck in New Jersey with a game to play tonight.

“What’re you looking for?”, Matthew calls from the hallway and you groan from inside your closet.

“A green and white sweater that doesn’t make me look like I ate a bowling ball for lunch,” you sigh as you flip through the racks of your closet. “God damn it!”

“Is it striped?”, Matthew asks.

“Yes! Did you see it?”

Matthew walks into your room with the aforementioned sweater in hand but freezes. It’s then that you realize you’re only wearing leggings and a sports bra, your now very obvious cleavage and baby bump on full display.

“Let me-“

“I’ll just-“

You reach out for the sweater just as he steps forward, your bodies bumping against each other. Matthew’s hand darts out to wrap around your waist, steadying you and unintentionally bringing you closer to him. Your eyes meet and the heat burning between you two is so tangible you can feel its flames licking your cheeks.

“Matty,” you whisper as one of his hands moves up to brush against your cheek. You lean into it,

the soft touch from his calloused hands stoking the fire burning in you. “You feel so-“

“Matthew! We’re here!”

Chantal’s voice douses the fire threatening to consume both of you. You take a step away from Matthew, taking the sweater from his hands and slipping it on quickly, “I just need a few minutes to get ready.”

Matthew nods, still staring at you. He shakes his head and walks out into the living room to greet his parents and siblings. As soon as your bedroom door closes you release a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You work on grounding yourself for a few minutes before heading into the living room, immediately hearing Chantal and Taryn shrieking.

“Look at you!” Chantal gasps as she takes in your small baby bump, hands moving to the swell. “Oh you’re practically glowing, sweet girl. Your mama is gonna die when she sees you!”

You blush under Chantal’s compliments, meeting Matthew’s eyes over her shoulder. His eyes are glued to you, a dopey smile on his face as he meets your eyes. His stare confirms one thing for you; the fire between you two is still burning bright.

+

Your parents and Quinn arrive and your mother spends the first 20 minutes fawning over you. Brady and Quinn get into an argument about fantasy hockey while Taryn and Emma watch them with amused smiles and rolling eyes. Matthew sticks close to your side, not letting you get much further than a few feet away before he’s right next to you again.

Dinner is easy, something you’d worried about for a few days. But the way Quinn and Matthew chirp lovingly at each other across the table puts you at ease.

After dinner is finished and the boys have done the dishes you all settle into the living room to watch the Devil's game. You find yourself squeezed in next to Matthew on the couch, his arm casually swung over your shoulder as you lean into him.

“Let’s see if Jack can score me a few points in fantasy,” Brady says, leaving him, Quinn, and Matthew to begin a conversation about their league.

As you all watch the game, a strange feeling makes its way across your stomach. Your brow furrows for only a moment before a dull pain jabs you in the side and you let out a groan.

“You okay?” Matthew whispers, trying not to draw attention to the two of you as he looks you over with concern.

“I’m fine just feels-,” you’re cut off when another jab comes from the same spot. A third jab is right behind it and your eyes widen in realization. “Oh my god.”

Before he can ask more questions you grab Matthew’s hand and place it on your bump. You wait for a moment before there’s a small kick against his hand. A grin forms on his face as Matthew lets out a loud laugh, attracting everyone’s attention.

“The baby just kicked for the first time,” you explain with a smile, laughing as nearly everyone runs over to place their hands on your belly. The baby, however, decides that they don’t like the attention and instantly stops.

When everyone returns to their seats you lean into Matthew, his arm curling around your shoulder as his lips brush your forehead. His hand remains on your bump the rest of the game, both of you staying curled up with each other.

After the Devils secure their win you all share dessert before your families are excusing themselves. Your parents are flying to Jersey tonight to see Luke and Jack while Quinn is heading back to Vancouver. The Tkachuks are heading to St. Louis in the morning, leaving you and Matthew to celebrate Christmas on your own before he leaves for an extended road trip the next day.

“Dinner was delicious, you did a great job,” Matthew’s voice is soft as he comes up behind you in the kitchen, boxing you in where you’re grabbing a mug from the cabinets. “Thank you.”

You turn in his hold, smiling up at him. You two are close, only a few inches separating your faces as you stare at each other, “You’re welcome, it was fun and I’m glad everyone could come down.”

Matthew’s breath fanned across your face, his fingers coming up to brush your cheek just like he had earlier. Your eyes fluttered closed, relishing the feeling.

“You look beautiful,” he whispers. “So pretty, especially carrying my baby. You’re glowing.”

The words have an instant effect on you, a sigh leaving your lips in contentment. You know your panties are damp without having to check, your second trimester hormones having your body on edge all the time.

“Matty…,” you whisper, eyes fluttering open as you meet his dark gaze. You’re both so close to breaking the tension between you and letting the fire burn. But there’s hesitation still and you know Matthew can see it in your eyes.

“I’ll see you in the morning,” he whispers as his lips brush your forehead softly. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight,” you murmur as you watch Matthew disappear down the hall. When you hear his door click shut your head falls back against the cabinet and you let out a loud sigh. “Well… fuck…”

[babydollmarauders]

https://www.tumblr.com/babydollmarauders/742503069959454720/el-loves-talking-to-lovies-bump

Both Jack and El talking to Lovies bump

jack is kneeled down in front of her, his hands resting on her belly as he talks to their son, “hey bud, you being good for mama today? no more kicks to her bladder, right?”

lovie smiles down at him, but it’s not long before little feet are slapping against the hardwood floor. running in from her playroom, el squeezes under jack’s arm, placing herself between him and lovie’s bump.

“baby!” she squeals, a bright smile on her face as she looks up at jack.

“you wanna talk to the baby too, lovely?” jack presses a quick peck to her cheek, guiding her chubby little hand to rest against his wife’s belly.

“baby,” el whispers, staring intently at her mothers stomach, “nice to mama, baby”

“that’s right, lovely,” jack whispers back, his chin resting on his daughters head, “gotta tell baby to be nice to mama, just like el is, right?”

el nods her head, looking back at her father as he leans forward to press a kiss to lovie’s bump, el following in suit, her lips sticky against lovie’s skin in comparison to jack’s soft ones; a consequence of the watermelon she was just eating.

tears spring to lovie’s eyes, her lips trembling as she’s overcome with love and emotion over the two most important people in her life bonding right in front of her eyes; whispering to the baby in her stomach

[heavyhitterheaux]

Not So Happy Birthday

AN: He should have known better

Synopsis: You have been spending a lot of time with Ace planning something for Jack and you wanted to get everything just right. Too bad everything blows up in your face.

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Requested by: a beautiful anon 💖

Appearances by: @nattinatalia and @hoodharlow 😘😘

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It was 2 am and Jack was sleeping peacefully next to you. When you had heard his light snores,  you took advantage of that and were texting Ace to help you plan a surprise birthday party for your boyfriend of three months.

Jack had asked you to visit him on tour and you quickly agreed. You had that advantage seeing that you worked at your parent's company and could come and go as you pleased.

You were what people called a trust fund baby. You didn’t have to work, but you chose to, wanting to say that you earned something for yourself. 

You were introduced to Jack by Ace after the two of you had met and hooked up, but it didn't go anywhere. The two of you remained close and became really good friends and he got the bright idea of introducing you to Jack. When that happened, you could have sworn that your heart stopped when you saw these blue eyes.

Even though the relationship was still fairly new, you found yourself wanting to spend all your free time with him if both of your schedules allowed it. 

Your best friend Blanca was excited for you since she couldn't remember the last time she saw you so happy, but she also happened to have no problem threatening Jack and told him that if he hurt you to count his days. 

While your other best friend Jessica was just happy that you found something else to occupy your time with instead of just work.

The idea that you came up with for the party is that it would be Louisville themed so Jack could have a little taste of home while being on tour. You knew it did get hard sometimes, so you decided that you would do what you could in order for him to fill the void without actually being home. You had also planned to fly out his parents, grandparents, as well as Clay on your family’s private jet and everything would take place in one of the vacation houses that your parents owned.

The current conversation with Ace centered around what type of cake you thought he would want and the different foods to have. Urban, Quiiso, 2fo and Shloob were going to help you go and pick out a gift for him tomorrow. They were all in on the plan and the only other person you wanted to tell was Druski. Jack told you that he would be coming later in the week and you will fill him in on the details then. 

Ace- OPEN BAR!

You- Ace! My baby doesn’t drink! We all know this!

Ace- Okay, but I do! And I’m helping you plan this soooo once again, OPEN BAR!

You- Okay, okay! I’ll have the open bar, and I can ask our private chef if he can do the food, or should we get it catered from somewhere? Like this is more so an intimate setting with all of his closest family and friends

Ace- Get Morris Deli sandwiches

You- Ace, imma smack you. NO.

Ace- What in the world is your private chef going to cook? Spoiled ass smh

You- Hmm, I’m thinking of multiple options. Chicken, fish, beef, and then we have our vegetarian options so that everyone can have something to choose from that they like. And of course all of Jack’s favorites

Ace- His favorite is you

You- But I cannot be spread eagle on the dinner table 

Ace- Says who?!? Jack will only want to be around you anyway, ever since he laid his eyes on you it’s like we don’t exist

You- Stop being dramatic

Just then you felt Jack move closer to you and wrap his arms tighter around you and whisper in your ear.

“Mamas, why are you still up? You complained about wanting to go to sleep and you're steadily typing away on your phone. Put it down and go to sleep.”

“Okay, just one more thing that I have to do and then I will, I promise.”

“Baby, you stay overworking yourself and I thought I told you about that.”

“But!”

“I get it, you’re a perfectionist and when you want things done a certain way you do them yourself, but you have all day to do that. Come and cuddle with me please.”

How could you say no to that?

You- He’s awake so we shall continue this conversation later

Ace- And snails better not be on the menu either with your bougie ass

You- Imma order them from room service to you in the next city we go to

Ace- 😐😐😐😐

You put your phone on the charger as Jack kissed your shoulder and you then fell into a peaceful slumber.

It was around 6 am when you had also dragged Ace to wake up and go to the gym downstairs in the hotel with you.

As much as he put up a fight, he finally agreed and you let Jack sleep in.

“We only slept for four hours! I’m tired!” Ace whined as you began to warm up on the treadmill.

“Stop being a big baby! I have to use all of my free time to plan this so that he doesn’t find out. I want this to be special for him. He’s worked so hard and definitely deserves this.”

“Are you at least buying me breakfast after this?”

“Did you not hear anything I just said?! All you’re focused on is eating and going back to sleep.”

“Do you blame me?! Since no, you and your family are the types to wake up on Thanksgiving ad run a fucking 5K. Jack has no idea what he has gotten himself into. And quite frankly I don’t know either, but I WANT OUT!”

“Did I ever mention how dramatic you were? Now I have to go finalize the details for his cake and pick up one of the gifts that I got him today and Neelam knows the deal. Keep him distracted so that he doesn't suspect anything. If worse comes to worse, I went shopping and that really isn’t a lie… and… Ace you can lift heavier than that. That’s only five pounds.”

“I’m a beginner, do not shame me.”

“This isn’t Planet Fitness and you are not a beginner so I am shaming you. Get those 40s and stop playing around. The sooner we get done, the better.”

“Are you this hard on Jack when he works out with you?”

“The only working out with him that I’ve ever done is sex so no.”

“And I did not need to know that.”

“Well you asked.” You answered Ace while shrugging and going over to the bar to do squats.

When you and Ace had finished, the two of you went back upstairs to your rooms to get ready for the day and you walked in to see Jack looking like he just woke up and was rubbing his eyes.

“Baby, where’d you go?”

“Downstairs to the gym, I dragged Ace with me and now I’m going to shower and I promised him that I would buy him breakfast for waking him up so early. Just didn’t say when he was going to get the breakfast. Maybe he’ll get it next week from me.”

“Not you making the man work out and not feeding him. Your workouts be hard as hell and that’s the least you can do. I am never working out with you. The most work out you’ll get out of me is giving you this dick and that’s it.”

“You two are definitely friends because he complained the entire time too. My workouts are not that bad.”

“Baby, 2fo couldn’t walk for three days after he went to the gym with you, I’ll pass. But, you know we could always save water since I have to get ready too.” Jack answered you while wiggling his eyebrows.

All you did in response was peel off your workout bra and let it land on the floor and Jack’s eyes went wide quickly following you into the bathroom. 

Druski came a few days earlier than expected, and you hadn’t been able to get a chance to talk to him because he always happened to be around Jack.

You would try to pull him to the side tonight while Jack was performing to tell him the plan and explain what was happening, but it seemed as if he had been a little standoffish towards you since the other day. He saw you along with Ace having lunch in the city and kind of stood a little to the side so that the two of you wouldn’t notice him. The two of you had gotten hungry on your excursion of trying to find yet another gift for Jack so the two of you stopped to get food. Little did you know Druski had taken pictures and sent them to Jack. But that wasn’t all, this had happened every day since he had been there and noticed how if he saw Ace, that you weren’t far behind and the last thing he wanted was for one of his good friends to get hurt. 

Jack didn’t quite know how to feel when Druski told him and sent him the pictures.

He had told you about his trust issues and that his last relationship ended because he ended up getting cheated on.

But that wasn’t it.

He got cheated on and she got pregnant by the person that she cheated on him with.

So when Ace came to him and told him about you, he had his hesitations, but Ace insisted that Jack give you a chance and he finally agreed. 

He knew that the two of you had hooked up in the past, but Ace assured him that he had no feelings for you whatsoever and that the two of you were just friends.

Now if that were true, why were you all over the city with Ace and it was just the two of you? And every day?

When he sat down and thought about it, you had been blowing him off to spend time with Ace and now he knew what he had to do.

He wasn’t about to get hurt again, so he needed to end it before it got to that point.

You had gotten Jack a specialized necklace that had ‘KY’ on it and was making your way back to the hotel to put it away before tonight’s show. It came in handy to know multiple jewelers in different states as well as different countries. 

There were still about two weeks to go until the actual party, but everything was just about ready and set into place.

You were excited to be able to do this for your boyfriend and couldn’t wait to see the look on his face.

He had spoiled you early on in your relationship and you wanted to be able to return the favor. 

Once you reached your shared hotel room with Jack, you walked in to see your suitcases by the door and Jack sitting on the bed with a defeated look on his face. 

“Umm, did I miss something? Is everything okay?” You asked while trying to come closer to Jack, but he immediately got up and moved away from you.

“Baby, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” You asked while setting the bag down that contained his necklace on the nightstand.

“I should have known it was too good to be true, so you can take your shit and this plane ticket and go the fuck home. I don’t need to be cheated on again. And the fact that you did this knowing my trust issues? You got some fucking nerve.”

“First of all, what? And second of all, I would NEVER cheat on you.”

“Well that’s the same thing she said and she did and ended up getting pregnant in the process.”

“Jack, where is this coming from?!”

“It doesn’t matter, you got caught.”

“I didn’t get caught because I didn’t even do anything. You know how much I care about you!”

“Do I?” Jack asked and your breath hitched in your throat.

“I would never. I know how it feels too so why in the world would I do that to you?! You won't even tell me who I apparently cheated on you with!”

“It doesn’t even matter anymore. Here’s your ticket and I want you gone by the time I get back from my show.” Jack said while leaving it on the bed and slamming the door behind him.

You were at a loss for words and immediately started to cry.

Confused, hurt were just a few things that you were feeling and you just didn’t understand how the two of you had gotten to this point.

You looked down at the ticket to see that the flight was for 7 PM which was two hours from now and decided to catch an uber to the airport.

If he wanted you gone, he was going to get his wish.

And he better not come crawling back to you either once he realized what he did.  

Jack’s show was about to start and Ace was looking all over for you since he had a suggestion about the party and wanted to run it by you. He went to go ask Jack and when he went into his dressing room, he saw him with a pissed off look on his face and Druski not even acknowledging his presence.

“Where’s Y/N? Has anyone seen her?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Druski said and Ace looked at him confused.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Jack, where is your girlfriend?”

“Ex-girlfriend and she should be on a plane going home by now 30,000 feet in the air.” 

Ace was immediately confused.

“What? Why? What happened?”

“You two happened, that’s what. I should have known that it was too good to be true talking about we only hooked up once, but we’re still friends and don’t have feelings for each other.”

“Because we fucking don’t! I’ve been trying to get at one of her best friends, Blanca! So where the fuck is this coming from? As much as she talks about you and how highly she talks about you, ain’t no way in hell she would cheat, especially with me!”

“Then what the fuck were yall doing all cozy and shit this entire week?” Druski asked and Ace immediately got quiet.

“Don’t get quiet now. I have the pictures to prove it.” Druski added while Jack was simply scrolling through his phone trying to not think about his girlfriend cheating on him with one of his best friends.

“Pictures to prove what exactly? Her planning a surprise party for him for his birthday in two weeks? Is that it? Because that’s what we’ve been doing and she’s actually been doing this for an entire fucking month.” 

“Wait, what?” Jack asked while putting his phone down and looking at Ace.

“Now you really thought I would hurt you like that and sleep with your girlfriend when all she asked for was my help because she wanted to do something special for you? All she does is talk about you.”

“Oh shit.” Druski muttered while looking back and forth between the two of them.

“Here, you can check my text messages to her to prove it.” Ace said while handing Jack his phone and he began scrolling to see that he was in fact telling the truth.

“You’re more of a dumbass than I thought and now you’ve probably lost her for good. She deserved better than you kicking her off tour and sending her home all because of a miscommunication and you probably didn’t even give her a chance to explain. And knowing Blanca, she is not going to let you anywhere near her because I know she’s going to tell her what you did. So congratulations, you just fucked up your relationship with a girl who would do absolutely anything for you. Oh, should I mention that the party was going to take place at one of her family’s vacation houses, with a private chef and she was flying in your parents, grandparents as well as Clay? You don’t deserve any of it for how you treated her.”

All Jack could do was sit there in utter disbelief.

“And Druski, the next time, I mean if there is one since you know Y/N is probably done with his ass and might be done with me too since I introduced them to each other, just fucking ask me.” Ace said before slamming Jack’s dressing room door behind him.

“I..” Druski started to say, but Jack immediately held up his hand to cut him off.

“You better come up with a good fucking plan in order for me to get my girlfriend back since all of this is your damn fault.” 

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[verdemoun]

I'm still thinking. Hosea is a grandfather. A grandpa, if you will. There's Isaac, the boy he barely saw before timewarp, the boy he actually *watched* grow up. And Jack. Oh, Jack. (I am so normal about him.) The bright boy running around camp, turned into this. Just as emotionally fucked up as John and Arthur were at his age. And then there's timewarp kids, and then he figures out Jack had a younger sister. How does he handle THAT???

yes. y es i thought abt jack and hosea. because yes i fuckinf think jack would happily put up with hoseas bs. that is his grandpa and grandpa loves him.

oh fuck you you can't attack me in the feels like that and not expect an immediate reply covid has your brain cOOKING. sorry john + abigail jack is actually my son my baby my blorbo

If dad Hosea is intense, papa Hosea is willing to resort to the lowest honor tactics to protect his grandbabies. Like mama grizzly bear to the extreme: he might look the part of sweet old man but he will murder someone with his bare hands if they even LOOK at his grandbabies wrong.

He actually prefers being called Uncle Hosea because he loathes reminders of how old he is (even though growing old is something he is very, very grateful for). Isaac looked him dead in the eye when Hosea tried to correct him and said 'no I am calling you Pa and that's that'. He also calls Bessie Meemaw. Everyone else calls him Uncle Hosea but Isaac has that Morgan stubbornness.

Also Isaac is finally old enough for the 'yeah your dad was an outlaw and all those strange timewarp people are fellow gang members' and is immediately eyes sparkling. Knows outlaw bad but also how cool is that?? He will excitedly sit at Hosea's feet to hear stories about the old days and of course Hosea loves telling very true and not exaggerated tales of their adventures.

Between having no understanding of modern currency and economics and also the excitement of having a grandchild he gets to see whenever he wants because not running for lives anymore, Hosea is the worst when it comes to spoiling his grandbabies second only to Bessie.

Isaac, going from being raised by a 90% of the time solo parent to having such a massive family in the gang, loves all of them so much. Suddenly having grandparents for school events and those dumb family tree assignments. Isaac also inherited the theatrics genes. He's doing a video interview about Hosea's career and of course Hosea is just telling stories about scams and cons he ran but Isaac's in full old timey interviewer garb newsie cap on microphone and clipboard.

Isaac slamming the door at Arthur's fuck you I'm going to Pa's house when he's grounded. Arthur calling to say he's grounded do not spoil him send him home asap and Hosea merrily agreeing only to cut to Isaac getting cake and coffee while they play dominos. Hosea blindly agrees that Arthur is taking him getting suspended a second time far too seriously.

Old man bawling getting to hold baby Maeve. Sean trying to tell him to stop because he's going to wake her up but Hosea is the softest bastard when it comes to babies.

Emotionally ruined to find out Jack has a younger sister but also she was the first Marston to die and so young. He is always the first to offer to babysit and it was a very common occurrence to find her sitting on his lap drifting off as he reads to her. Practices her reading with her and plays tea parties with actual tea and does voices for different characters obsessed with playing with his smaller grandkids.

BUT HOSEA AND JACK. Hosea has been through the emotionally fucked teen outlaw gig so many times he is an expert. He knows when Jack needs space or to talk or company before Jack does.

As easy as it is to focus on that damage all that trauma and emotions and just darkness Jack carries with him, Hosea still sees their little prince.

The sheer emotion of knowing how much reading came to mean to Jack. The hurt but comfort of knowing that Jack, even if he didn't remember Hosea as clearly as Hosea remembers him, held onto something Hosea helped him with and gave him so tightly. How he read so much Abigail teased him despite how proud she was of the life he was going to have before everything turned to shit.

When Jack is still adjusting and understandably awkward and also mentally not coping, Hosea showed him their expansive private collection of books and saw the way Jack's eyes lit up. They both finally have someone to talk to books about.

Not only Jack lighting up a little like a candle being exposed to oxygen again but actually laughing as Hosea starts stacking books he recommends in his arms. Hosea being excited to talk about books without spoiling them also also just so excited to see that bright little boy is still in there.

Catching Jack curled up on what is usually his reading chair, book still in hand but fast asleep. Remembering the first times Arthur, and John, and Tilly and all those troubled young outlaws they picked up along the way felt comfortable enough to sleep around him, and knowing deep down Jack is going to be okay.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hi! Can I ask for a teen!reader who recently got “adopted” by the ror family but doesn’t necessarily accept it at first?

Like they refuse to listen to rules, doesn’t refer to them as family,sneaks out of the house, etc. Mostly reactions from Loki, Adam, Eve, Shiva, Buddha, Hermes, Jack + anybody else(if you want)

-You had been through several foster homes, each one worse than the last, after you kept running away from them, finding them just as abusive as your family, reporting them to your case worker.

-You did well in keeping others out of situations like that, and in turn made the screening process much more difficult for families to foster, as many were only doing it for the added money, not caring at all for the children they were welcoming into their homes.

-When your caseworker told you that you had been adopted, you were stunned, as nobody in their right mind would adopt a teenager without fostering first, at least anything that you had seen in your life.

-This new family was massive, over twenty members easily, warriors, gods, and valkyries, all of them very powerful looking, but all seemed to welcome you warmly to your new home.

-You kept your guard up, keeping to yourself, waiting for the moment any of them show any signs of abuse or neglect, then you were running straight to your case worker. You’ve dealt with it enough; you were never going to let anyone hurt you ever again.

-They could all tell you didn’t trust them, but they had all been made aware of your track record, about your previous homes and how they treated you, so anyone in their right mind would be guarded and scared.

-Loki, Raiden, and Ares compared you to a feral kitten, bristly and angry, but Eve and Parvati were easily able to tell that you had a kind heart inside of you, one that you were safeguarding.

-You tested the waters, acting out a bit, not abiding by the rules, like going out after dark, sneaking out, and when someone would tell you that as your family, they were worried about you, you would always bite back with, “You’re not my family!”

-It was hard for everyone, as they knew you were testing them, making sure that you were really safe, and you felt guilty for making some of them upset, like Eve when she brought you some fruit while you were studying, patting your head gently while praising you, but when she touched you, you flinched, telling her not to touch you, your voice cold.

-Adam wanted to scold you, until he saw that your hands were shaking, as you were trying not to cry, you had been startled when she touched you, as the last person to touch you didn’t have a gentle touch like she did.

-You were scared of opening up, despite this being the first and only place you felt safe at, you felt like you belonged, as any of your family members would try to include you on activities, like going out, even if it was just to the grocery store, or if you wanted to pick vegetables in the garden, they made you feel welcome.

-The thought of losing this place, this home, scared you, and many of the older warriors and gods could see you slowly softening up, testing the waters with opening up a bit more.

-You still flinched when they would touch you, like patting your head, which angered them, furious that someone as young as you had dealt with the abuse you had gone through, but you were willing to sit with others now, watching movies, playing board games, and even helping out with chores.

-They knew, going into this, that this wasn’t going to be easy, and it hasn’t been, not for anyone, but with baby steps, you stopped acting out and breaking rules, but you were still hesitant about calling any of them family.

-Adam and Eve- Were proud of your growth and seeing you open up around them showed them that you were actually a very bright and loving person, always willing to have fun but headstrong at times. The day they took you out, just for coffee, you thanked them, “Thanks…mama…papa.” They were both stunned before Eve lit up, hugging you tightly while Adam looked ready to keel over, clutching at his chest, overwhelmed with happiness. You pouted, trying to act tough, “Don’t-don’t make such a big deal out of it!” which they thought was cute.

-Loki- Threw you off initially, as he was the one helping you sneak out, encouraging you to act out, as he knew what you were doing, and at first you thought it was a trick, like he was helping you just to get you into trouble. You learned that wasn’t the case, as he was a gremlin and liked causing trouble and was happy to help you cause trouble. Would always ask if you wanted to get in on pranks and normally you refused, but the day you agreed he grinned so brightly before he got yelled at for tainting you.

-Buddha- Was laid back with you, he made you feel at ease, and you were the only person he shared all of his snacks with, even his favorite cola flavored chups, which was unheard of, and Loki pouted so much that it made you laugh for the first time when you teased him. Buddha hid his anger well, furious about what had happened to you, but he was one of the ones who was the gentlest with you, letting you come to him, and he watched you go from a feral kitten to a slightly grumpy kitten, but it was a work in progress.

-Shiva- Was one of the ones who had the most trouble dealing with you, as he wanted you to get to know him and his wives along with the other members of the family, only to be greeted with hostility. He had a rough time keeping his temper in check but the one time he yelled at you after you snuck out, because he was worried about you, he hugged you so tightly, seeing the fear in your eyes. He didn’t want you to be afraid of him. He did back off a bit, accepting your daily refusals when he would ask if you wanted to go and do something, either just with him or with his wives and Ganesha. The day you agreed to help him and his wives in the garden, to collect veggies and pull weeds, he was celebrating on the inside, it was a small but meaningful win.

-Hermes- Took your actions and reactions to certain things seriously, he knew you were damaged and hurting, and he didn’t want to scare or hurt you. Could see how you carried yourself, scared and guarded while you were acting out, he was one of the first ones to realize that you were acting out on purpose, testing them, and Hermes took it in stride, not giving in and always keeping a level head. He was one that you warmed up to more quickly than others, mainly because he was always calm and wasn’t loud. He was easy to get along with as he didn’t pressure you into doing anything, Hermes was the one to ask you if he could go get coffee with you and the first one you said yes to.

-Jack- Knew what you were feeling from the moment he first laid eyes on you, your colors were a disgusting blend of fear and anger, colors that didn’t belong on a child. As you spent more time with them, he saw your colors morphing into hesitance, curiosity, sadness, guilt, but the day he saw happiness slowly peeking in, after you agreed to have afternoon tea with him at his favorite café, complete with tea cakes, was a day he knew that you were slowly healing. He never pressured you into anything, except talking about your feelings from time to time, it was pointless hiding it from him, as he could see the truth, but he allowed you to come to him, which you appreciated.

-Odin- Was fully ready to raze the earth and go after those who hurt you, and several more were on board with his plans and to be honest, you were actually pretty curious if they were going to do it, then pouted lightly when they didn’t, something Odin noticed. Was definitely one of the ‘family members’ you were more hesitant around, due to his side and that he always seemed to be glaring, until Loki told you that it was because Odin only had one eye and can’t see for shit out the other. You watched Odin chase Loki around the neighborhood for what felt like hours, you did think it was rather funny; when Odin came back inside he ruffled your hair gently and told you to go get Loki out of the tree he was hiding in.

[chaigirly]

C ai Characters 1

The last of us:

Ellie Williams

Heard your princess was hot, where is she?

I met her when I was still with my ex

You’re the only one who understands

I see how you look at my sister

Only love can hurt like this

Partners in crime

I just wanna get high with my lover

If you gave me a chance I would take it

All I want is one more day with her

Must have been a deadly kiss

Cause I’m a jealous jealous jealous girl

Her moves, her moves, she is mythical

You’re too slow, try keep up with me now

Merry Christmas to you

It’s so lonely in my mansion

When does the reason become the blame?

And when you go away, I still see you

You’re the star I look for every night

I’ve been waiting for you

Shut up and drive

You’re the greatest love of my life

Joel Miller

You wanna scream don’t call me kid

She a bad little bitch, she a rebel

Don’t cry no tears now it’s Christmas baby

“I like you,” what’s stopping you?

Dina Woodward

Got kinda drunk and told her that I liked her

But I think I’m liking her more

That’s my mamacita yeah

Jesse

You’re my best friend I’ll love you forever

I just wanna be your sweetheart

Call of Duty:

Simon Ghost Riley

When I see you again

I was enchanted to meet you

There was something in the air that night

Now that you’re under our spell

Open your eyes

She only exists in the dark of my room

I’m faking all of this so they’ll take me

The only memory is us kissing in the moonlight

König

Sorry it’s over

Baby are you mine?

The Quarry:

Dylan Lenivy

I dreamt about you all summer long

Lovely to be rained on with you

Why don’t we go somewhere only we know

Have yourself a Merry little Christmas

Xoxo kisses hugs

Let’s be friends so we can make out

You’re my moonlight

We gonna party like it’s 3012 tonight

I might get lost without you

Would I lie to you?

Kaitlyn Ka

You call me, “I love you”

City lights never shine as bright as your eyes

Max Brinly

My love mine all mine

I can see the pain in your eyes

When does a man become a monster?

If you keep leading me into your room

Nick Furcillo

That boy is a monster

Last Friday Night

Run away fast as you can

Emma Mountebank

Girl, you’re such a backstabber

I’m addicted to my passion, fashion

Begging on her knees to be popular

Abigail Blyg

It’s in your smile, it’s in your eyes

My first kiss went a little like this

Jacob Custos

Oh no she likes another boy

In the center of the ring just like a circus

Let me get what I want this time

Detention

Clapton Davis

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

I’m getting feelings that I didn’t before

Stilettos and fishnets if that’s what you like

In my room, you and I

Arcane

Vi

I ain’t stopping till I see police lights

All you’ll ever have is one day with me

Jinx

Mama I’m in love with a criminal

Call me babydoll

You’ll see my face in every place

Divergent

Tobias Four Eaton

I can’t believe we’re finally alone

Welcome to Vegas baby

I wanna show you off

Resident Evil

Leon Kennedy

It’s born from just one glance

Carlos Oliveira

I would trade the world to see my son and wife

Touch me like nobody else does

Rise of the Guardians

Jack Frost

Rises the moon

Five Nights At Freddy’s

Mike Schmidt

I keep forgetting I should let you go

This that college dropout music

Red Dead Redemption

Javier Escuella

It all fell down, it all fell down

Only if you knew how much I liked you

Dutch van der Linde

I got a bad feeling about you

Think I need someone older

Arthur Morgan

When you close your eyes, do you picture me?

Spiderverse

Miguel O’Hara

I can be a better boyfriend than him

Hobie Brown

I’m breaking dishes up in here

Peter Parker

How could I hurt you?

What’s on your mind? I said, “your skin”

But girl I’m only human

I told you once I can’t do this again

Well you don’t know me but I know you

Miles Morales

I know that we’re more than friends

“I love you baby,” I think I love you too

DC Universe

Jaime Reyes

When does a candle become a blaze?

[the-flaming-nightmare]

WIP Tag Game

Thank you for tagging me, @snowviolettwhite! 💚

Rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips.

Prodigal Son

"PSON Agere: The Slap Incident"

"PSON Agere: Grief"

"A Bright Life"

"Little!Malcolm and Papa!Gil"

Black Butler

"BB LWT AU"

"Footprints"

"Black Butler: Book of Regression"

"Future BOR Fic" #1

"Future BOR Fic" #2

"Remember"

"Collaboration"

9-1-1 and 9-1-1: Lone Star

"Little!Buck Oneshot"

"9-1-1/9-1-1: Lone Star Crossover"

"Post-Second Coma TK: Agere Edition"

Will Trent

"Mama/Auntie!Amanda and Little!Will and Little!Faith"

"Will Trent: Aftermath of 2x01"

Supernatural

"Mama!Sam/Papa!Dean and Little!Jack + New Baby"

The Rookie

"Daddy!Nolan and Little!Celina"

Tagging (if you wanna): @angelique-of-the-volturi-guard, @deevotee, @bat-to-da-robs, @tomwise, @sinninghowlter, @fogsrollingin, @dino-boyo-agere, @lecalcifer, @craycraybluejay, @yelenasbuddie, @adhd-mess, @thegoeticcleric, @det395, @queenoffandom08, @snarkythewoecrow, @stemroses, @jawnn-watson, @muuurder, and anyone else who wants to join!

[omgsquee2001]

Everything is Just Right: Goldilocks and the Three Bears x GN! Reader(Platonic)

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Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might have this wish I wish tonight.

The legend of a single wish locked away in a Wishing Star, waiting to be granted.

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It was night in the small town of Del Mar. The stars twinkled overhead. The sounds of growling and sniffing filled the air. Three brown bears wondered down the dirt path. One large, one medium, and one smaller. Two humans were riding on the backs of the bears. The smaller bear growled as he sniffed the dirt road, looking back at a young woman, part of her hair pulled into buns, the other half pulled into braids.

“You got the scent?” The young woman asked, getting off of the back of the larger bear. The smaller bear growled in conformation. The young woman looked at tiny, bird footprints.

“These ones, are too small,” she said. The other human got off the back of the middle bear. They walked over to the footprints that must have been left behind by a giant.

“These ones are too big,” they said. The two walked up to boot foot prints.

“But these ones… these ones are just right.” They said together. The humans were Goldilocks, her sibling, [Y/N], and their family; Papa Bear, Mama Bear, and Baby Bear. Goldilocks looked at Baby Bear.

“Baby! Track that cat.” Goldi said. She jumped onto Mama’s back while [Y/N] got onto Papa’s. [Y/N] looked at their sister.

“Goldi, why are we tryin’ to hire Puss in Boots again?” They asked. Goldi sighed and looked at her sibling.

“I’ve told you this already, [Y/N]. We’re tryin’ to hire Puss in Boots to steal the map that is bein’ delivered tomorrow night. Without it, we’ll never find the Wishing Star.” Goldi said. [Y/N] sighed and nodded. Papa looked over at his adopted child.

“Everything alright, [Y/N]?” He asked. [Y/N] sighed and nodded.

“Yeah, Papa. I’m alright.” They said.

~~~~

“Puss in Boots! I found him!” Baby shouted from outside the home of Mama Luna. Goldi, [Y/N], Mama and Papa all smiled, rushing outside. Their smiles fell when they saw the grave with sticks carved in the shape of a “P”. “Puss in Boots, dead and buried.” Baby said. [Y/N] frowned and shook their head.

“Dead? No, no, no, he can’t be.” [Y/N] said. Baby sniffed at the grave and nodded.

“Yep. The nose never lies.” Baby said, looking at the siblings. [Y/N] shared a confused yet concerned look with Goldi. Papa shrugged.

“Well, that’s that, then,” he said. “What say we go and hibernate, huh?” Papa asked, starting to move away. Goldi grabbed his scarf with her staff, yanking.

“No. The map is being delivered tonight, and we have one chance to steal it. Without it, we’ll never find the Wishing Star.” Goldi said. [Y/N] looked at their sister with slight fear.

“But Goldi, nobody steals from Big Jack Horner. If they do, they never live to see another day.” [Y/N] said. Goldi sighed and took her sibling’s hand in her own.

“I can tell you’re scared and worried, [Y/N]. But this is why we needed to hire Puss in Boots. That star has one wish to grant. Think about what that could mean for us,” she gestured to the bears. “For all of us.” Goldi said. “Our lives will be just right.” She said. Mama smiled at her children.

“Don’t worry, loves. We’ll get that wish somehow.” Mama said. Goldi smiled at Mama.

“Thank you, Mama.” Goldi said. Baby smiled confidently.

“Yeah, because I’ve got a plan. I can nick a map as good as any old cat.” Baby said. This made Goldi and [Y/N] laugh.

“You’ve got a plan?” [Y/N] asked, rubbing their knuckles on Baby’s forehead. Baby frowned at his sibling.

“What? I’m smart, ain’t I? Ain’t I, Papa?” Baby asked. Papa sighed. Goldi got on Mama’s back while [Y/N] got on Baby’s back, the three bears and the two humans heading off.

“No, you ain’t well-fixed for brains.” Papa said.

[Y/N] sighed. They really hoped that what Goldi wished for would be worth it.

~~~~

After snatching the map from Kitty Softpaws, Goldi, [Y/N] and the three bears were following the path. Goldi smiled as she walked in front, [Y/N] walking beside their sister.

“Oh! We are so close.” Goldi said. [Y/N] bumped shoulders with Goldi, making the woman look at her sibling.

“It’s finally happening.” [Y/N] said, smiling. Goldi chuckled and nodded. She then looked away and frowned a bit. She loved her sibling and was extremely protective over them. She hated what she was going to do with the wish, but she wanted something the bears and [Y/N] wouldn’t be able to give her. Papa smiled.

“I can taste that wish now. And you know what it tastes like?” Papa asked. Baby looked at his dad.

“Pies?” Baby asked. Papa chuckled.

“Pies!” Goldi shouted. [Y/N] and Mama smiled as they watched the two bears and their human dance around and sing.

Who ate all the pies? Who ate all the pies? We did, we did, we did, we did, We ate all the pies! The three burst into laughter. [Y/N] sighed and rested their arms on Mama’s neck, her head resting on her hands.

“Oh, it’s gonna be wicked.” [Y/N] said.

~~~~

The family came upon a familiar cabin, covered with snow. [Y/N] gasped and slid off of the back of Mama.

“No way.” They breathed.

“It looks like our cabin back home.” Mama said. Goldi scoffed.

“You really think our cabin is in the middle of the Dark Forest?” Goldi asked. Papa, ignoring is daughter’s words, looked at his son.

“Baby, give it the old sniff test.” Papa said. Baby sniffed the air. His eyes widened in excitement.

“Something’s cooking.” Baby said excitedly. [Y/N] chuckled. They rushed up to the door, Mama, Papa and Baby following behind.

“No.” Goldi said. “[Y/N], do not open that door.” Goldi warned. Ignoring their sister’s words, [Y/N] did exactly that, opened the door. They rushed in, taking in the familiar sights. Baby looked at the door.

“We are home! Hello, door.” Baby said, hugging onto the door.

“Oh, no, don’t go insi…” Goldi groaned as her words went ignored her again.

“Maybe just a quick pop in.” Mama said. [Y/N] rushed over to a bowl of porridge. They grabbed a spoon and ate some, sighing in content at their mother’s cooking. Goldi sighed.

“Stop it, all of you.” Goldi said. Mama looked at Baby, who was stuffing his face with honey.

“Maybe our wishes have been granted.” She said. Goldi looked at her family.

“Just stop. It’s not our wish granted. It’s an obstacle. It’s the forest playing tricks,” Goldi said, trying to get her family to open their eyes. [Y/N] set down the bowl of porridge and walked over to a familiar looking book. “This isn’t real. None of this is…” Goldi stopped when she saw the book that her sibling was looking at. She walked over and stood next to [Y/N]. Goldi reached over and opened the book. There was a page that was saved by a yellow piece of chalk. There was a picture of a family with a young girl. Goldi had drawn her hair on the girl, making it seem like it was her with the family. Mama looked at the book and smiled.

“Aw. That was your favorite book, the both of you. You especially, Goldi, used to stare at it for hours.” Mama said, walking up to the two. [Y/N] looked up, seeing a younger version of themself and Goldi, looking around the cabin. [Y/N] was much more timid, wringing their hands in nervousness. Goldi seemed like she was having the time of her life.

“Goldi, I don’t think we should be in here.” [Y/N] said in nervousness.

“Oh come on, [Y/N]. We’ve been walking for hours. You aren’t the least bit tired?” Goldi asked. She jumped onto the biggest bed and stopped. She huffed. “Too hard,” she jumped to the middle bed and sunk into it. [Y/N] chuckled lightly. “Too soft.” Goldi pushed the book out of the bed and jumped out herself. She then went to the smallest bed and sighed as she lay down in it. She looked at her sibling. “Come lay down, [Y/N]. This bed is just right.” She said. [Y/N] sighed and walked over, climbing into bed with their sister. They yawned.

“You’re right, Goldi. This is just right.” They said.

Mama smiled as she looked at the memory.

“Oh, this was it.” Mama said. [Y/N] looked at Mama.

“What was it, Mama?” They asked. Mama smiled.

“The day two little orphans broke into our cabin and stole our hearts.” Mama said, placing a paw on Goldi and [Y/N]’s shoulders.

The memory changed to show the two siblings sleeping soundly with Mama, Papa, and Baby looking over them. Baby tried to climb into his bed, but was stopped by Mama, who shushed him. Baby whimpered slightly, but backed off.

[Y/N] smiled.

“The day when our world became just right.” [Y/N] said. They rested their head against Goldi’s shoulder. Goldi looked at her sibling and smiled, pressing a kiss to their head.

~~~~

Goldi sighed in anger.

“That’s the third time we’ve passed that same rock, Baby.” She said. She was starting to loose her patience. [Y/N] sighed.

“Oh, not again.” They groaned. Baby looked at the siblings.

“What do you want me to do? I’ve lost the scent.” Baby said. [Y/N] placed their hand on Baby’s shoulder.

“You’re doing the best you can, Baby.” They said. Baby rubbed his head against their side in appreciation. Goldi whirled around to face Baby.

“You only have one job. The one thing that makes you mildly useful is your nose, and apparently, you can’t even use that.” Goldi said, sitting down on a rock. [Y/N] frowned, looking at their sibling.

“Goldi. I’m starting to think this wish isn’t what you promised us.” [Y/N] said, frowning. Goldi rolled her eyes.

“Leave off, [Y/N].” Goldi said, not looking at them. Baby frowned.

“No. [Y/N]’s right. So, what is it, eh? What’s your “just right”? What’s so blasted important that you’ve got us stranded in this haunted forest?” Baby asked. Goldi stood up, looking at them.

“I’m getting a family! That’s what!” Goldi shouted. Everything went silent. “A proper family. Then everything will be just right.” Goldi said. [Y/N]’s eyes widened in realization. Goldi was getting rid of them for a family.

“Your “just right” is getting rid of us?” [Y/N] asked quietly. Goldi sighed. She hated the look of shock and sadness on her sibling’s face. Papa sighed sadly.

“Well, I guess some people just stick around until the porridge is gone, eh, Goldi?” Papa asked sadly.

“Come on. You didn’t think I would actually stay. I’m not a bear.” Goldi said. [Y/N] frowned, tears falling.

“Y-You’re getting rid of me? Your own sibling?” They asked. Goldi’s heart broke even more. “You know, I’m not a bear either, but this, Mama, Papa, Baby, and you. This is the closest thing I’ve ever had to a family. And I wouldn’t want to change it for the world. Not even for one, single wish.” [Y/N] said. Goldi sighed and looked away. Mama sighed, tears filling her eyes.

“I was always afraid it was too good to last,” Mama said. Goldi looked at her. Mama looked at her. “And whether you think we’re your family or not, if this is something that will make you happy, we’ll get you that wish.” Mama said. Goldi looked in slight shock. Mama turned her head to Papa, Baby and [Y/N]. “Come on, boys,” Mama said. [Y/N] didn’t budge. Mama walked up to them. “[Y/N], darling?” Mama asked. [Y/N] sniffed and wiped their tears.

“If this is what Goldi wants, then I’ll do anything to make it happen.” They said. Mama smiled sadly as [Y/N] walked next to their mother.

~~~~

A fight had broken out between the bears, Puss and Kitty, and Jack Horner. Baby had smacked Jack down when he was about to shoot a spell with his staff at [Y/N].

“Oi, I’m gonna bust you up, plum thumb, and then I’m gonna wear your clothes.” Baby said. Jack rose an eyebrow.

“That was weird.” Jack said. He shot Baby with a spell that sent him flying. He was sent close to the barrier of the Star and was starting to get sucked in.

“No, no, no…” Baby whimpered, trying to grab onto anything. [Y/N]’s eyes widened.

“Baby!” [ Y/N] shouted. They rushed over.

“Mama, [Y/N], help!” Baby shouted. Mama grabbed onto Baby’s paw. [Y/N] gripped Baby’s chain, gritting their teeth in pain as the chain dug into their palms.

“I got you!” Mama said, holding on tightly.

“Papa!” [Y/N] shouted. Papa’s eyes widened.

“Son, I’m coming!” Papa shouted. Mama and [Y/N] were starting to go toward the barrier as well. “Got you.” Papa said, gripping onto Mama’s ankle. The map had drifted over towards Goldi, who knelt before it. She looked back at her family, her sibling.

“Help! Goldi!” [Y/N] shouted. Goldi looked back at the map. The metal was tearing up [Y/N]’s hands so much they started to bleed. The blood made their grip loosen. “Goldi! Please!” [Y/N] shouted. Suddenly, Baby was almost gone, [Y/N]’s hands disappearing as well. Suddenly, Goldi’s staff grabbed Baby’s chain, pulling him back. [Y/N] looked at their sister in happiness.

“Like I told you, Baby, you’re the smash, I’m the grab.” Goldi said. Baby laughed.

“Yes! Yes!” Baby shouted. Together, the family pulled Baby back to safety. Goldi looked at her sibling’s hands.

“[Y/N], you’re bleeding.” Goldi said. [Y/N] shook their head.

“I’m fine. We have bigger problems.” They said.

~~~~~

Puss, Kitty, Goldi and [Y/N] all nodded at each other, ripping the map into. The Star started to fall apart. Jack stared in shock.

“What? What have you done! The map. My wish.” Jack shouted. Goldi jumped onto Papa’s back, pulling [Y/N] up behind her. The three bears, Puss, Kitty and Perrito all rushed off of the Star to safety.

“Go, go, go!” Mama shouted.

~~~~

The Star exploded with Jack Horner. The two groups stared in aw as the pieces of the star went flying. [Y/N] smiled as they sat with their family.

“Gorgeous.” Mama breathed. Baby looked at Goldi, crying.

“Y-You saved my life, sis. You was gonna make the wish, but you didn’t make the wish ’cause you wanted to save your family!” Baby sobbed. Goldi smiled and shushed Baby, rubbing his head. “And I-I was really scared. And then…” Baby kept sobbing. Goldi sighed and nuzzled his head with her knuckles.

“Oi, don’t get so blubbery about it. Whose porridge would I eat otherwise?” Goldi asked, laughing. Baby dried his tears and laughed as well. Goldi looked over at [Y/N], who was looking at their hands. “Oh. Your hands are still bleeding.” Goldi said. She looked around for a knife, when a small, cat like blade was handed to her. She looked over and saw Puss.

“Here. You can use my Gatito Blade.” Puss said. Goldi smiled and took it, cutting off some of her dress. She gave the blade back to Puss and wrapped the pieces of her dress around [Y/N]’s hands, using them as bandages. [Y/N] smiled and then sighed.

“I’m sorry you didn’t get your wish, Goldi.” [Y/N] said. Goldi sighed and smiled.

“But I did, [Y/N]. I did get my wish. Everything… is just right.” She said, pulling [Y/N] into a hug. Tears of happiness fell from [Y/N]’s eyes. They felt strong, furry arms wrap around their forms.

“Oh. Oh, now the two of you made me cry.” Mama said, sniffing. Goldi was right. Everything was just right. [Y/N] and their sister had everything they needed. No magic required. Everything was just right.

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//I finally watched Puss In Boots: The Last Wish. I loved the dynamic of Goldi and the three bears. I hope you all like this.//

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oc lore BECUASE I'm in the mood

The one faced twins(upppy, downer, lefty, righter, mom, mama): Frist shown in the epesode "new neighbor!" the epasode added meny new charaicters including the Wright family, the sisters were shown as bright young women who moved to home with their son while their husband (Who is only named once and seen a few times) was away at war.it was shown that downer was the calm and reasonable one who calmed upppy when she made a mistake, while upppy was the one who pushed them to try new things. they were seen as very patriotic and would have a segments about history. they stopped having a part in the show after their son "Robbie wright" started growing up. they are only shown a total of 23 times after that. Mr.Wright/jack wright: he is seen in a few epesodes as "mommys and daddy's! home for Christmas. the baseball game. baby books." and the one epesode he actually shows up in "the final goodbye" where he comes home and wright family moves back to their first home. the charciter himself was said to be a kind man who wanted nothing more than to protect his family and His people.

Robbie Wright: was first seen as a baby, acting as if a puppy would (walking on all fours, barking, biting, ect). he was in all the summer episodes always if not everytime seen with "Kylie dear" @3amclothesmonster he had a segment about hunting and fishing and sometimes showing kids at home pictures of his home and older siblings. it might have been hinted at that Him and Kylie would have dated but the show then added him a proper girlfriend of his race named " Vast space" she has yet to be discuverd. he aprentaly liked winning so much that it got him into trouble, he was obsessed with being the fastest. he also aprently liked chasing the neighbor hood mail man "Eddie dear" at the same time everyday . over all he was meant to be a sterotypical little boy that in witch little boys could see themselves in.