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Him and I - Boss

Mob!Nico Hischier x Reader

Previous

Warnings: blood, violence, murder, Nico and reader fight a lot

A/n: Ok this one has a lot going on but I couldn't just skip over reader and Nico recovering from her being taken. The next chapter will be much sweeter, I swear!

Enjoy!

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For the whole trip, every time Nico closed his eyes he could see it perfectly. The mountains in the back, snow capped and beautiful. You love the mountains in the winter, love the snow.

He’d make sure you’re wearing that cute red and white snowsuit you love, the one he’d gotten you for snowmobiling last year. He was gonna take you to get your nails done, help you pick out a cute pearly white color and then sit with you and let them paint a clear coat on his own finger nails and do the whole hand massage and oil thing. And he was gonna act like he hated it, like he was doing you a favor when I reality he loved it. All because it made you smile.

Then he was gonna take up the gondola, let you take selfies with him kissing your cheeks or squishing your cheeks together. Dinner at the resort, fancy and expensive and beautiful, all things you deserve.

When the sun started to set, alpenglow hitting the peaks of the mountain you’d have the perfect view from the private table. And he get down on his knee, just like you asked, and pull out the ring he’d had made specifically for you by the watchmaker he loves, and tell you everything. Tell you how much he loves you, how you steady him and make everything seem so easy, how you quiet his mind and make his heart race, how you took a stupid, rich teenage boy and turned him into a man he is proud to be.

And he’d ask you to marry him. And you’d say yes, obviously. He’d slide the ring on and kiss you, hold your pretty face between his palms until the sun set and he could take you home, kiss you even more. Spread you out on the bed and fuck you until the sun rose again in the morning.

It was going to be perfect.

He thinks of that as he stares at your left hand, ring finger bare and cold in his palm. This time tomorrow and you would’ve had your ring, the third item to solidify not only your place in his life, but in the Devs.

That’s the order him and the others agreed on for partners year ago. The pendant of the Devil, to show that you’re protected by them. The ring engraved with your name and little flames, always worn on the right pinky by members but anywhere on the body for partners. Yours sits around the chain on your neck, clinks against the pendant. It shows that you’re one of them, a member of the family.

And finally the wedding ring, the thing that gives you his last name and his power. It shows his love for you. The most important one of all.

The sudden blimp of the heart monitor scares him, has him jolting to his feet and squeezing your hand as he looks to the screen. Your heart rates keeps spiking, beeping loudly in the room and he manages to catch your right hand as you reach up for your neck.

“You’re ok, you’re ok,” he quickly soothes, preventing you from touching the brace the doctors strapped around your neck.

Your eyes are wide and terrified when they meet his, gaze darting between his eyes in confusion and panic. Your lips part to speak but he shushes you before you do.

“No baby don’t talk, it’s ok.” He squeezes your hands, brings them back down to the hospital bed. “You’re just a little swollen, ok? The brace is to help bring it down.”

He waits for you to calm down, the monitor slowing back to normal before letting go. You inhale shakily through your nose, breath quivering when you exhale.

Smoothing your hair down, he rests his free hand against the side of your head and looks you over. Despite the bandage on your forehead and the puffiness of your eyes, you look so beautiful. If he ignores the brace and the cotton, you don’t even look hurt.

His heart squeezes.

“I’m so sorry y/n,” he whispers, feeling physically itchy with guilt. “I shouldn’t have left you alone, I should’ve listened to you and taken you right home.”

Tears build up in your waterline, taunting him and he starts shaking his head. He really does not want to see you cry.

“Sorry,” you whisper instead, voice raw and hoarse. He’s not sure if you’re even supposed to be talking, the doctors didn’t tell him. “I know better, should’ve stayed with you.”

Chest aching, he leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead, being mindful of any injuries he may bump. “We’ll talk about it when you’re better, yeah? You can tell me what happened.”

He pulls back to see you stiffly nod, as best you can around the brace. Wiping away the stray tear on your cheek, he huffs out a breath and tries to relax.

It’s impossible.

“I’m gonna get a nurse,” he steps back, turning to find the call button. Your hand latches around his like a vice, body jolting up in the bed and he freezes, finger hovering over the phone symbol.

You look a little confused by your own actions, lips parted and eyebrows furrowed, but your eyes tell him everything. They always have.

You’re scared.

A part of him melts knowing that in moments of fear you want him, that you see him as safety and protection. It’s not anything new, but Nico likes the reminder. It means he’s doing something right.

The rest of him just feels angry. He’s so fucking angry that he let this happen, that he let his stubbornness and rejection get you hurt.

“M’right here,” he swears, “was just gonna use the call button.”

Sheepishly, you nod and lay back against the pillows, watchful gaze following him as he presses on the button.

The nurse enters your private room, smiling when she sees that you’re up and coherent. Nico has to let go of your hand so she can check your vitals again but he stays planted right next to your head, watching over you.

She takes your blood pressure, asking you about how you’re feeling and letting you know that you can try to speak normally. There’s no drastic damage to your vocal cords, and use will help make sure you get your voice back.

Nico listens in but takes a second to text Timo and his family that you’re awake and talking. He’s not sure where Luca has taken Marcelo and Lena, but he assumes his brother will find time to stop by and let him know.

“What’s the last thing you remember?”

He puts his phone away, immediately tuning back into the conversation. The nurse is shining a light in your eyes, your dark pupil following it but he sees the confusion that clouds them all the same.

“I was at a party,” you reply, clearing your throat and wincing. You take a second to think, blinking when the nurse turns the light off. “I was at a party and-and I was mad at Nico and I didn’t know what anyone was saying…”

Nico thinks of Anna and her friends, confused because he knows she would translate for you and make sure to speak you to in English. Part of the reason he was ok with separating from you was because he trusts her to be watchful.

“I just needed a second of quiet so I went outside…” you continue “and then I remember a lot of blood and feeling really sick. And Nico was there.”

It’s terrible but he relaxes a bit after hearing that. Obviously it’s not great that you don’t remember; that means your head injury was pretty bad, but on the other hand he doesn’t want you remembering that.

It’s bad enough you remember him shooting Lena.

“Ok, good.” The nurse compliments. “That’s a great start. It’s typical that as you recover more memories will come back to you. There’s not really a time table for when but just keep that in mind.”

She goes over a few more things with you, making sure Nico is listening since you might have trouble remembering. He waits for her to leave before pulling out his phone, writing down the reminders in his notes apps even though he knows he won't forget.

He tucks it back in his pocket, looks up to see you watching him with sad eyes. "You look miserable," you say, reaching out towards him. Stepping closer, he lets you take a hold of his arm and pull him into sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Didn't think you'd remember me shooting Lena," he explains "I don't like when you see those things."

Your hand runs up his bicep and around his shoulder, finding the ends of his hair on the nape of his neck. "I'm glad," you say, a tiny smile on your lips. "I hate her."

"Yeah," he agrees, smiling a bit too.

"Did you kill her?"

He shakes his head. "Marcello?"

"No, not sure what Luca did with them yet."

You go quiet, fingers playing with his hair but your eyes get that far away look in them. "I get to do it," you finally murmur, eyes flickering up to his face. He can't stop the look of surprise on his face, eyebrows shooting up.

"If you decide to do something, I get to do it. At least to Marcello."

"No," Nico immediately declines, impressed by your request but not even considering it. "I'm not putting your prints on anything around that."

"You don't get to decide." you argue, eyes narrowing into a threatening look. "I'm the one laying in the hospital bed, I get to decide."

He scoffs back a laugh, feels the scold on the tip of his tongue because he's in charge, not you. Yeah he lets you pull him around a lot, but when it comes to people from his past, in his home country, hurting you? That's his to deal with.

"M'not budging on this y/n," he says instead "and I'm not fighting with you about it. I don't want you near them."

Your mad, he knows that. Can tell by the bratty way you roll your eyes, your hand falling from his hair as you cross your arms over your chest and turn your glare to the window. Even the tick of your jaw, knows your biting at the inside of your cheek.

Luckily the tension between you two is cut after a moment because Timo comes barreling into the room with a bag of goodies and Nico's siblings following behind him.

"Bestie boo," he cheers, and Nico rises from the bed to get out of the way. He doesn't miss the way you light up, all the fight in you dissipating as you too grin at Timo.

He begins to dump out the contents of the bag, a few drinks and snacks that you like, a fuzzy blanket from Nico's room back at the house and some clothes for you. Nico shakes his head, moving over to hug Nina and Luca.

"How's she doing?" Nina asks him quietly, glancing over at you and Timo. Luca leans in, wanting to listen in without letting you overhear.

"She's ok," Nico sighs, "been through worse but she's scared and a little confused still. Doesn't really remember what happened before we got there."

Nina frowns sympathetically. "Did she ask-"

"Yeah, she asked about them." He grumbles, rolling his eyes. "She wants to take care of Marcello but I don't want her near them so we gotta do it before she's released tomorrow."

Luca's eyes widen, an amused smile splitting his face. "Really? I underestimated her little bro. Maybe we should let her-"

"No."

"Come on Nico, its her right-"

"I said no." Both Luca and Nina step back at his tone, not used to hearing him like that. In all fairness, they haven't seen him this protective over something since he was 8 and found a stray cat on his walk home from school.

He clears his throat, rolls out the tension in his shoulders. "We're gonna do it tonight. Nina will stay here with her, make sure she's ok until I get back."

Zeroing in on his sister, he points back towards you. "Under no circumstance do you let her know what we're doing. And no matter how bratty and whiny she gets about it- because she will- do you sign her out early. I mean it Nina, no sisterhood here or whatever, she stays in that bed."

It's obvious she doesn't agree with him, the way she guiltily looks over his shoulder at you but either way she nods. "Understood, Nico."

"I'll tell Maja to come back her up," Luca says, "She won't crack like this one will."

Nico nods, thanking them before motioning over to you. The three siblings move closer, stand around the bed as Timo offers you his list of favorite movies to watch while your stuck in bed. You've laid the blanket out on your lap, the teddy bear from Nico's childhood bedroom squished under your elbow, and an open pint of Gelato in hand. Timo blabbers away, you lick at the spoon in hand, and just nod along.

You look happy. Eyes shining and cheeks smiling, and it's such a relief to Nico. Maybe he should leave Timo here with you, at least then you'll have a distraction you actually like. Unfortunately he needs his second hand man for this one, so you'll just have to deal.

Nina climbs up onto the bottom of the bed, adding her one thoughts on the movie Timo is gushing about and Luca takes over the chair at your bedside.

He smiles, reaches up to push back your hair and press the lightest kiss possible to your hairline. You ignore him, taking another bite of your dessert and laughing at something his sister says. Luca has dug out a spoon from somewhere, and he's reaching around Timo to steal from your pint.

You tilt it towards him, eyes widening when he takes a huge glob out and shoves it in his cheeks, smiling innocently. Nico can tell it'd coffee flavored now, your favorite, and he reaches for the spoon in your hand only for you to snatch it away.

Then your shooting him a cold look over your shoulder, simply tilting your head when he raises an unimpressed eyebrow at you. You turn back towards Timo, ignoring how both Luca and Nina are looking between you two with concern.

He huffs, clicks his jaw and looks at his sister.

Brat, he mouths, shaking his head when you share a bite with Timo this time. What is he going to do with you?

~~~~

The nurse comes back a few hours later. Your squished on the bed with Nina, laptop hooked up to the TV and watching a movie about rowing that Timo really liked. Him and Nico have folded the couch down into a bed, and they're sprawled out on it eating chips watching as well. Luca fell asleep about ten minutes in, sock clad feet propped up on your bed and head rolled back on the chair.

You're all so engrossed in the movie you don't notice her at first. At least until the lights are flickering back on and everyone is temporarily blinded.

Shooting up like their asses are on fire, Timo clambers to his feet and pauses the movie. Nico rises, shoving his feet back in his shoes and walking over to you bedside.

"Sorry to interrupt, I just came to see how you're feeling and offer to take that brace for you."

Sighing out in relief. "Oh god yes please," you practically beg, sitting up. Nina slips off the bed and over by Timo, motioning for a bleary eyed Luca to follow. He yawns, smacks his lips before getting up and dragging his feet over.

"We're uh gonna step out." Timo offers, turning towards the door and pushing Nico's siblings out with him. He shakes his head, watches them all leave the room without their shoes.

"It must be nice, having so many friends around." The nurse comments, pulling on latex gloves.

"Yeah," you agree, "I'd be miserable laying here all day without them."

Nico stands over you again, protective and watchful as the nurse steps up to your side and reached towards the brace.

"It's gonna be sore and uncomfortable, but the swelling should be gone for the most part," she informs and you nod. "I am going to bring you an ice pack to keep on it just for comfort and it'll help with bruising."

You take a deep breath, nod again and her fingers latch on the velcro in the back. Squeezing your eyes shut, the sound of the velcro unsticking cuts through the room and you jump just the slightest bit.

His hand finds yours, fingers intertwining and you squeeze hard enough that your nails pinch at his skin. Not that he cares, not when the brace falls loose and away from your neck, and he's coming face to face with the lines of bruising.

It looks awful, all dark blue and purple. You wince, the column of your throat flinching and Nico thinks he might throw up. Fuck, he doesn't even know how you've been talking and laughing so much with that kind of injury.

Finally, you open your eyes and let out a shaky breath. Titling your head up, you let the nurse gently feel over the tender flesh. You squeeze his hand tighter, looking up at the ceiling and blinking back tears.

"You're hurting her," Nico grumbles, and the nurse removes her hands.

"I'm ok," you swear, "really you didn't have to-"

"Yeah you did," Nico cuts in, shooting you a warning look. "Let her at least ice it before you go poking around."

Pursing her lips, the nurse inhales and nods. "I'll be back with ice," she tells you, taking the brace with her. "but you're looking really good so far. It could've been a lot worse."

Neither you nor Nico speak until she's left the room. The door clicks shut and you're taking your hand out of his, instead tucking them under your arms.

"She's just doing her job," you mumble, staring ahead rather than at him. He huffs, annoyance bubbling under his skin and he rakes his hands through his hair.

"Ok you can be mad at me," he grits, "but you don't get to act like this. If you're gonna be a brat go ahead, but not in front of everyone like that. I'm trying to look out for you-"

"I can take care of myself!"

"You obviously can't!" He exclaims, a little harsher than he meant to but it gets the point across because you're actually looking at him right now. "Look at where we are, y/n. You couldn't take care of yourself, fuck even I couldn't take care of you."

Your eyes shift, realization setting in. "Nico..."

"Be mad at me, baby, please do but until we're back home I'm in charge. And I'm not taking any fucking chances."

His chest is heaving when he's done, guilt settling into the place of the anger when he looks at your stupidly soft eyes and the bruises that marr your skin.

You don't say anything for a moment, and he rubs at his forehead where he's got a headache building. "I want to take a shower," you finally say. "Will you sit in there with me?"

He nods. "Yeah of course."

~~~~

Timo, Luca, and Nina have returned to the room when Nico follows you out of the bathroom. Someone has made your bed for you, the fuzzy blanket you love laid out nicely with the teddy bear tucked against the pillows. You've changed into sweats and one of Nico's shirts, already feeling better now that you're clean and back in your own clothes.

You can tell the moment they register the bruises on your neck and the stitches on your forehead. It's like all the air is sucked out of the room, the sharp inhale of Nina rattling you.

Shrinking into yourself, you force a small smile as you climb back onto the bed. You can feel Nico glaring at them over your head, biting back a laugh when it has the same effect on his older siblings as it does his men. He's so good at bossing people around.

"It'll look better when I ice it," you say, combing through your damp hair. Nico runs a hand up your spine, gingerly holds the back of your neck.

"It looks fine now," he responds, "trust me, nothing could ever make you look not beautiful."

You tilt your head back, meeting his gaze and smiling gratefully. He ducks down, kisses between your eyes before taking the brush for you and finishing untangling you hair.

"The only one of us that looks pathetic with bruises is Nico," Timo jokes, sending you a wink. "That's why they take months to go away on him."

"That and he's always pressing on them." You respond, giggling when Nico scoffs behind you.

"I forgot to tell him to grab your bathroom stuff," Nico changes the subject "so I don't have any of your hair products."

"That's ok-"

"I can braid your hair for you!" Nina offers, smiling widely. "I love to braid other people's hair and I never get to. "

You laugh. "Yeah okay!"

Nico moves out the way, handing the hair brush and a tie to his sister. She stands behind you, carefully dragging the brush through your hair again. Nico sits at the foot of the bed, watching his sister with apprehensive eyes.

"Watch out for her stitches Nina."

You roll your eyes. "I know Nico," she scoffs, "I am older than you, ya know?"

He holds his hands up in defense but stays exactly where he is. Thankfully Nina is really careful when she parts and braids your hair, leaving it loose so it'll still dry but also not pull at your stitches. The soothing motion of her fingers and Nico's protective gaze lull you, and by the time she's done your blinking sluggishly at your boyfriend.

"Alright," he grunts, rising from the bed. "I think it's nap time for you baby."

There's something off about him when he helps you slip under the blankets, tucking his teddy bear into your chest and pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead. He exchanges an odd look with his brother before perching on the edge of the bed, cupping the side of your face in his warm palm.

You yawn, snuggle into his hold. "M'gonna put the TV back on for you, ok?"

Eyes fluttering, you nod.

"I gotta run for a bit but I'll be back before you know it. And you can call me if you need absolutely anything."

The thing about Nico is that he never likes to tell the full story. He's not usually like that with you but with the younger boys, yeah. And you can always tell when he does it because he gets all calm and sweet about it, more than he usually is. He also gets vague.

Which is how you know this run he is taking, obviously with his brother, is to take care of Lena and Marcello. Hurt, you sit up and look at him with knowing eyes, hoping he'll cave and tell you the truth.

Instead he clears his throat, looks down at his feet and then runs his hands over his thighs. "I uh, I put Luca's number in your phone too, just in case." He says, getting up and moving around the room to collect his things.

Crouching down, he hits play on the laptop for you. You look over at Timo, see the guilty pull on his face. Luca looks guilty too but when he meets your gaze, he winks and then sticks his tongue out at his brother.

"Good, get outta here." Nina cuts in, voice far too cheery to be believable. "We need girl time, I'm inviting Maja."

Nico's tucking his wallet back into his jeans pocket when he finally looks at you again, jaw ticking when you simply stare back at him with begging eyes. You want to yell at him, to cry, to tell him that you deserve to have a place in this. That you need this.

Instead you bite your tongue, turn your gaze to the window outside when your eyes sting, and silently wait for them to leave. You hear him sigh, then his footsteps as he heads towards the door. Timo is the only one to call out goodbye.

Feeling betrayed, you ignore them all, even Nina, and close your eyes. You have a headache again.

~~~~

You wake up from the insistent buzzing of your phone, sleep riddled brain assuming it’s Nico. When you read the screen it’s not in fact your boyfriend, but might as well be.

“Hey Holtzy,” you answer, looking around the hospital room. Nina and Maja are nowhere to be seen, but neither are Nico and Timo. Your stomach twists, anger bubbling in your throat.

“Oh god you sound awful,” he moans woefully. “I told Nico he should’ve let me go too. With three of us there you’d have been fine.”

“I am fine,” you insist, forcing a laugh. “It’s really not that bad, Nico is just dramatic.”

“Well yeah he’d probably die without you.”

Your heart warms. The boys used to always tell you how tough he was, how the only thing that kept them from messing up was that terrifying flare in his eyes when he’s pissed. It’s sweet that they point out how loving he is with you.

“You’d all die without me,” you reply, looking up as Nina and Maja enter the room. They carrying bags of food, Nina waving around the packages in greeting.

Forcing a smile, you gently wave back. If her and Maja are still here that means Nico is still gone. And it’s been hours. There’s only one thing a man that protective and angry can be doing for this long.

Wreaking havoc. Havoc you should be a part of. You bite your cheek.

“Oh yeah,” Alex agrees easily. He gets quiet for a moment. “Can I FaceTime you? Just to see that you’re ok?”

You melt. “Yeah of course.”

Pulling the phone back from your ear, you hit the FaceTime button. It rings for a half second and then a grainy picture of Alex pops up.

“Hi mom,” he greets, the picture coming into focus. He’s got that big, cheesy Alex smile on his face and it’s makes you laugh.

“Shut up,” you giggle, then realize the background behind him. “Are you in my room?”

Alex pulls the phone back, holding it up so you can see that he’s actually tucked under the blankets like he’s sleeping there. You catch a flash of the paws of the dog at his feet. At least you know he’s actually taking care of your baby.

“You asked me to house sit.”

“I thought you might sleep in the room I decorated and made for you.”

“I like your bed,” he shrugs, putting the phone back down. “And I miss you. And Nico too I guess but don’t tell him in your bed. Wait- he’s not listening right?”

You laugh again. “No he’s not here right now. I’m with his sisters.”

"He's not with you? That's fucked. I'll go out right now and sit there with you. So will Merc and Luke, they told me."

A part of you wants to say yes. "I'll be ok. You know how Nico is, I probably won't see him again until it's time to go home."

Alex makes a noise of disagreement. “Timo made it seem like you were dying, ya know? Like I thought we were about to be taken out to Switzerland to wage war, he was so angry.”

You shrug, flattered but mostly annoyed. “Yeah, I like that idea."

Alex hums, the line going quiet for a moment. “Well I’m really glad you’re ok,” he murmurs “and I’m sorry it happened to you. I can’t imagine how scary that would be.”

You shrug again. “I mean, worse has happened. Besides, I knew what I was getting into when I got with Nico. It’s just a part of the life.”

“Crappy though, that it always happens to you.” He comments.

“Only twice,” you awkwardly laugh. “Besides, I got Johnny out of it the last time so.”

“So even though it was worse at least you got your Italian buddy.”

You nod, trying not to think about the run in with the Flyers all that time ago. Honestly, you’re lucky that as the girlfriend of a very powerful mob boss, you haven’t been taken and threaten more. You suppose that’s a testament to Nico and how he trains his men.

“Ok I know it’s late there so go to bed, yeah? I’ll talk to you tomorrow?”

Alex sighs but nods. “Ok, call me if you get sad or lonely.”

You bite back a laugh, knowing he’s the one that’s lonely and wants to talk but won’t admit it. “Of course,” you agree. “Night Holtzy.”

“Night y/n. Feel better.”

You wave, waiting for him to hang up first. When he does you drop your phone to the bed, expectantly looking over at the girls.

If they can read your gaze, they don’t say anything about it. Instead Maja tilts her head sympathetically. “How are you doing sweets?”

“Fine,” you respond, raising an eyebrow at Nina who is pointedly avoiding your eyes. “Nico still gone?”

Frowning, she looks at you guiltily. Her eyes look so much like Nico’s. “Yeah he’s still out.”

You nod, checking the time, wishing you were home. You already miss Alex. It's torture, sitting and stewing in this bed as you go over and over the words you should've told Nico. You feel helpless, almost as helpless as being tied to a fucking chair. Especially when you go to get up from bed and both Nina and Maja rise too.

They're under orders from Nico. They're your security guards. You almost roll your eyes, veins hot with rage and disbelief.

"I was just gonna go for a walk." You say.

"We'll come with!"

"No, that's ok," you decline, tilting your head, daring Nina to argue. "I have a headache and just need quiet. Besides your eating, I'll only be ten minutes."

She hesitates, shares a look with Maja but eventually they both settle back onto the couch. You think Nico and her might have underestimated how scary you can be when you're enraged.

Without another word, you grab and phone and make your way out of the room. You go slow, not wanting to worry them but truth is you feel fine aside from the head and neck pain.

Waiting until your a few corridors away from your room, you pull out your phone and pull up Luca's contact. You hit call, holding it up to your ear. It rings for awhile but he does pick up.

"Well hello there," he greets smugly. "I had a feeling this was coming."

You smirk, pleased to know you gauged him correctly. "Don't act too chummy, Nico will know it's me." You warn, looking around for Nina or Maja. No one has followed you.

"I need a favor."

You can hear his delighted smile even if you can't see it.

"Hit me with the plan, then."

~~~~

The plan comes through the next morning. Nico has yet to return from his "business" and you know he must be taking it seriously because he's yet to notice that late last night you had his jet fly to Newark and back, this time with your men onboard.

Luca, as the king of Switzerland, used his pull to get you discharged early, hours earlier than Nico had originally planned. You're already up and silently packing your things when the doctor comes in with the discharge forms. The click of the door wakes Nina from her slumber on the couch bed, and she sits up all bleary eyed and confused, looking around the room with confusion.

You don't even bother greeting the doctor, just take the form and sign it, stuffing the recovery papers in your bag.

"What's going on?"

You look over your shoulder at her. "I'm going home early," you say, tucking your phone into your pocket. Nina quickly gets up, stumbling to find her shoes.

"You can't-"

"If you and Nico want to play games with me, that's fine." You cut off harshly, "but I can play them back. Rat me out, call Nico, I don't care, you're not stopping me."

"Y/n..." she sighs sadly, and you're a little disappointed in her lack of fight. Turning around, you cross your arms and glare at her.

"You of all people should get it Nina," you scold "I deserve to fight this fight for myself. I was the one hurt, not Nico or you or Timo. I gave up my whole fucking life, my family for this and no matter how much I train or help out you still think it's ok for Nico to stick me with a babysitter and lie to me?

"I'm just as capable as the rest of you."

Nina looks guilty, her features melting down into one of shame and you'd maybe feel bad if you weren't so upset.

"I- I'm not gonna call Nico," Nina murmurs, "you're right, you deserve to see them at the least so go ahead. Just let me know if you need anything ok?"

"Thank you," you say earnestly. "I'll keep you updated."

She quickly walks over, gently hugs you and strokes through your hair. "Be safe, be smart."

You grin, nodding in agreement before stalking out the room. Luca has arranged for a car to pick up Mercer, Luke, Jack, and Alex from the airport, and that car sits outside the hospital doors when you step out.

The windows are tinted so dark you can't see through them, but Mercer rolls down the passenger seat window to grin at you. You light up at the sight of his gapped smile, laughing as you yank open the doors and climb in.

"Why hello boys," you greet, turning around to smile at the triplets in the back. Alex reaches forward, ruffles your hair.

"Good to see ya boss." Jack greets, kneeing the back of your seat.

"Where are we heading?"

You roll up the window, punch in the address to the house you've been staying at. "Need a quick stop to change and get my things, then we've got ourselves a hot date."

Mercer pulls out onto the road, smirking devilishly as he does so.

~~~~

Luca's funny, you'll give him that. He's left Lena and Marcello and whatever other aiders and abetters locked up in the same house they'd taken you too. The car Nico and Timo have been driving around is parked in the drive, and you and the boys pull up next to it and hop out.

"Everything should be in the trunk," you instruct, knowing Luca left it unlocked. Sure enough when Jack pulls the hatch open, an array of guns, ropes, knives, and weapons are splayed out.

The boys are all eager as they choose their guns, Luke giggling goofily as he stocks up on ammo. You let them all pick first, tying the signature red bandana around the tender skin of your throat. They've all knotted theirs around the meat of their thigh, bright against their black jeans.

You take a pistol and three rounds of ammo, stuffing them into the black cargos you put on earlier. Just in case, you hook a medium sized knife on the waistband too. The sleek and thin tranquilizing gun they never use slips easily into your waistband too.

"Alright, we're going around back. Luca's left a window open that Jack can slip through to let us in the door. I'll lead us down to the basement and you'll follow my lead."

Lined up like soldiers, they all nod in agreement.

"Any instructions from Nico go unheard, you're with me and will follow my orders. If he tries to fight us, I will take care of it."

"Yes boss," they chirp in unison and you can't help but smirk. Nico has trained them well, you'll give him that. Too bad he also trained them to be loyal to you too.

You don't remember much about the house, just that the floors were white when you got there, and red when you left. In a way it's nice that you don't remember, it makes it easier to step inside and silently cross the large room. The chair you'd been tied to is nowhere to be seen, but the large pool of dried, flaking blood still is. You're unsure of how much of it is yours and how much of it is Lena's.

The boys are bit too heavy footed on the staircase down to the basement, so by the time you're stepping through the threshold all eyes are already watching. Both Nico and Timo are armed, the barrel of their guns trained on you. Luca is holding his lazily, looking proud when you meet his gaze, your own pistol in hand.

Nico's eyes are furious. You've never seen them so black, so enraged before and it makes you're blood boil. You're very confident you can out-anger him.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He demands, but you ignore him, instead looking around the room. The floor is a dull, cement grey color with drains. There's doors to other hallways or rooms, you assume, most likely holding places for hostages. You don't need to explore them luckily, because the two people of concern are chained on their knees at your boyfriend's feet anyway.

"Let me in or I'm jumping down the stairs," Jack comments behind you, and you catch the way Nico bawks, obviously recognizing the voice. Motioning behind you for them to follow, you take a few steps further in. One-by-one they file in, lining up next to you with their guns in hand.

"Are you-fuck y/n..." Nico's staggering for words, clicking the safety back on his gun and shoving it his waistband behind his back Timo does the same, but Luca just casually waves his at you.

You meet the burning gaze of Nico, take in how splotchy his cheeks have gotten, how his eyebrows scrunch and teeth clench. He's got that mean flare of his nose and curl of his lips, but you don't care.

He angers even more at your lack of response, snarling as he steps forward and you can already sense him reaching out to take ahold of your wrist. You flinch, step back and lifting your pistol towards him. It's on safety, he knows that, you know that. But the motion stops him all the same.

Freezing, he narrows his eyes at you. It's a cruel look, mocking and cold. "You're not gonna shoot me, sweetheart."

You shrug, tucking the gun away on the holster o your thigh. Nico smirks, amused and condescending. The look doesn't last long, not after you draw out the tranquilizing and aim at the thick part of his thigh.

"You must think I'm really fucking stupid, huh?" you spit, so angry you feel like you're vibrating. You don't give him the chance to respond. "A fragile little lapdog of a mob wife, stuck in a locked room with a fucking babysitter. Laying around and waiting for you to fix everything."

The pause in your words gives him a chance to speak. "I left you somewhere safe," he hisses "I left you in the best place to be dotted on and cared for while you get better! I-"

"You lied to me!" You yell, "you looked me in the eye and said you had errands to run, that you'd be back soon. And you knew I didn't believe it, you knew how much it fucking hurt and you still did it!"

He scoffs, shaking his head and you know he's trying to blow you off, trying to take control of everything like he always does. Clicking his tongue he looks behind you at the boys.

"Take her and get out," he barks, letting his gaze linger on all of them. When they don't budge, he gets angrier.

"Now, you little shits! You shouldn't even be here!"

Loyal, none of them move. You tilt your head, smug when he looks at you.

"Aim," you instruct, and as if they were being controlled by puppet strings, all four boys lift their weapons and aim at Nico's feet. Shocked, he looks around bewildered.

"You see, when I told them that their boss had left abandoned me at the hospital for hours to keep me from fighting my own battles, they were pissed. I mean everyone knows how you've been training me, how hard you and Timo have been pushing me so that Philly never happens again, and then you take away something I've earned, well they were upset.

"Rightfully so since they're my men as well."

Nico looks around for help, shooting Timo and Luca a look as if to say "what the fuck is happening?". He must read his brother really well though, because his shoulders tense when he sees Luca's sparkling eyes.

"Luca, you didn't," he sighs, "tell me you're not in on this."

The older Hischier purses his lips, waits a moment before taking a step over to join you. "She had a good plan," he defends "and good reasoning for being here."

Lining up next to the boys, Luca joins them in aiming at Timo's feet.

"I know you don't get it Nico," you comment "I know you think that you were doing the right thing, that you were protecting me. But you never even stopped to consider what this means for me.

"I've spent so many nights dreaming about Philly, I wake up with my hands numb from all the times I've imagined fighting back, proving myself. Because it was humiliating and dehumanizing, and I'll never get the revenge I deserve for what happened."

Your words have stalled him, shaken him if the softening brown of his eyes is anything to go by. If there's anyone that loathes Philly as much as you do, it's Nico.

"Almost as humiliating as having my supposed fiance lie to my face in front of his whole family, force my best friend to turn his back on me, treat me like some broken little girl.

"I'm not broken, I can handle this life, I chose this life. And you don't get to decide when and where I can actually be a part of it."

Knowing you've got him, you tuck away the tranquilizing gun in exchange for your pistol. Clicking the safety off, you step towards Nico. He looks almost ashamed now, like a puppy that's been kicked and scolded too many times.

"Did you stop for a moment and think that maybe I'd get my memories back if I got to come here again? If I got to see them? That maybe I can piece together what happened if I looked them in the eye one last time?"

Embarrassed, he shakes his head and reaches out for your hip. "I don't want you to remember, I don't want you knowing how they hurt you."

Stepping away from him, you scoff. "You don't get to choose that Nico! I deserve to know everything."

With a flick of your hand over your shoulder, the boys all follow closer behind you, their weapons pushing Nico off to the side so you can step around him.

"I also deserve to keep my promise." You murmur, finally taking in the two kneeling before you. They look awful. Marcello, bloodied and bruised, shaking on the cement floor. He doesn't even look up at you.

Lena on the other hand does, not as badly beaten as her cohort, but her lip is split open and there's an old ratty bandage around her thigh, blood stained and brown.

She's crying when she meets your gaze, begging and pathetic, and it makes you laugh. You don't break eye contact as you aim the gun at Marcello.

"I did say I'd be the one putting the bullet between his eyes, didn't I?"

You don't wait for her to answer, finger easily finding the trigger and with a ringing bang, Marcello slumps to the floor. Lena screams, wails harder and harder.

"Y/n, please. I'm sorry, I didn't-"

You lock the gun and put it away, cutting her off with a gentle shush. "I'm not gonna kill you," you tell her. "I'm not even gonna touch you. It's beneath me really.

"Making bad people suffer, however isn't. So I have a plan for you, with the help of my brother-in -law back there that controls all of Switzerland."

Lena sniffles, hiccuping and shaking her head.

"As of now you're no longer a Swiss citizen. You and you're family have been exiled, away from Europe and away from North America. And when I unchain you and I fix up that thigh of yours, you gonna be escorted out without a single belonging. In fact, I think your parents have just been deported.

"Anyway, you're going to hobble out of here and be grateful that I'm such a forgiving person. Because I should kill you, for what you did to me, for what you did to Nico, using him like that. Instead you'll spend the rest of your life poor and pathetic, and when you think of me you'll remember that not only am I sleeping with the Jersey king every night, but the Swiss one takes orders from me as well."

Glaring, you turn to Mercer and nod towards Lena. "Unchain her and take her upstairs, I know a real cozy spot she can wait in while I finish up."

~~~~

You've calmed down by the time you finish cleaning and stitching up Lena's bullet wound. So has Nico, who's standing by the open hatch of the car, head hanging low as he changes out of his stained and dirty shirt.

He looks up when he hears your footsteps, everything in his gaze hurt and sad. You imagine you look the exact same.

You pause in front of him, begin unloading the weapons from your pants. "You left me there overnight," you mumble, placing the guns and ammo back where they belong.

"I was trying to hurry, I promise."

"No you weren't" you laugh humorlessly "because you were mad and hurt, and I was hurt, so you wanted them to hurt even more." He doesn't even deny it.

"I had a nightmare," you admit, voice wobbling. "that I was back here and everytime you got close enough to me, I'd blink and it'd be Marcello instead. It really sucked to wake up and not be able to tell if it was a dream, because you still weren't there."

Nico sniffles and you look up to find him standing over you, eyes glossy and red-rimmed. "I had to do something," he explains, voice cracking. "I was so fucking angry and guilty I thought I was gonna explode. And I didn't want you seeing me like that."

You frown. "I'm not scared of you Nico, ever."

"You might have been, if you saw the way I tore through everyone in there."

"When are you going to understand that I'll always pick you, I'll always be on your side? Even when you pull shit like this?"

His hands find your hips, drawing you the slightest bit closer to him. "When are you going to understand that I love you more than anything in the world? That I get mean and tough because I'd literally fucking die without you, and that's scary. And I don't know how to show you that, so I do it by protecting you."

You reach out for his shoulders, let your fingers feel the smooth skin of him, pink and cold in the winter air. "You can protect me and still let me rule by your side," you tell him. "I didn't want to come here and hurt them, interfere with you. But I needed to see it, for myself."

Nico nods, his wet eyes searching your face. "I'm so sorry, baby. I should've let you fight with me, be a brat whatever. Most of the time it's for my own good anyway."

"Yeah it is," you smile. "and I'm still upset."

He sniffles, blinking rapidly as a tear slips down his cheek. "I'll make it up to you, shoot me with the stupid dart or whatever you want. Lesson learned."

You laugh a bit at that, lean in to brush your nose against his. "I make a pretty good prinzessin, huh?"

Biting his lip, he smirks. "A fucking sexy one too. Not used to my pillow prinzessin walking all over me like that, but it looked good on you."

"It was tiring," you mumble, eyelashes fluttering. "I don't think I'd like to do it all the time."

"No?" He hums, "That's ok, you can just fill in for me whenever you feel like it."

"Ok," you agree, and then your pressing your lips to his for what feels like the first time in years. He's soft and warm, licking teasingly at your bottom lip and then dipping his tongue in when you part your mouth for him.

Nico always kisses you like honey, no fight is ever gonna change that.

Next

[klerhisboring]

MY BEAUTY SECRETS ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧⋆⭒˚｡⋆

FACE : ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

-gua sha and face massage 💆🏼‍♀️

-green clay masks 💚

-washing your face with bottle water and icing your face 🧊💧

-korean skincare (snail serum etc you can find it on yesstyle ) 🪞

-vitamin C pills 💊

-sunscreen !! ☀️

-at the end of your night skincare routine put aquaphor , cicaplaste or vaseline 🧴

HAIR ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

-the monday shampoo and conditioner really have change my hair they are soooo fucking perfect now (shiny and smooth) 🧸

-do hair mask with keratin or with olive oil (baby oil works too ), honey , avocado and egg yolks 🎀

-doing highlights in summer and darker hair in winter

[floydsmuse]

Meggy m'dear......the thoughts/thots have returned.......and this time it's with Rhett (lol).

So we've seen how Calvin and Miles are with their beloved wifey when the little ones begin putting in appearance, but what about Rhett?? (lol, Bob is soon to come and so aren't Harrison and Major Major so be on the lookout.

Rhett would be over the moon when you tell him you're pregnant. He'd probably be worried from all the bull riding fiascos whether or not you could conceive after you guys adopted Amy, but when you tell him you're pregnant, he'd be yelling out the open window, "IT WORKS!!!! MY GOD IT STILL WORKS!!!!! MA BALLS AND MA DICK STILL WORK!!!" Of course, Royal and Cecelia would be absolutely thrilled but I guarantee you that Royal would be yelling right back at him, "Son, I'm happy as hell for ya, but we don't need to hear ya'll shoutin to high heaven about your junk at two in the morning!!" (lol).

Rhett's always rubbing his face against your belly even though you're not showing yet and you can't help but be tickled by his sandpaper cheeks. The morning sickness isn't too bad but when it does hit, the first thing Rhett does is grab a Gatorade from the fridge before coming to help you.

"Baby, I'm so sorry you have to see me like this."

"Darlin it ain't no big deal," he assures you. "Besides, when we were in college and ya'll came to our frat house for a Friday night rager, ya'll held everybody and their mother's hair while they puked. This ain't nothin."

Speaking of which, you guys end up telling many of his buddies who were in the Delta Tau Epsilon Frat with Rhett (Rhett was president and you were first lady when you all were attending college up in Montana, lol) and who stuck by him all the way after college including Rip, Kayce and Wes. All of them freaked out and were excited that they and their wives were gonna be aunties and uncles.

Amy is double excited that she's gonna be a big sister and so isn't your oldest daughter Hannah even though she's only two. Rhett, Royal and the other guys are always hard at work in the woodshed making the furniture for the nursery, but you and Rhett both got a little teary eyed when Royal had brought down an old timberframe crib from the attic which used to belong to Rhett.

You soon find out that you're expecting not one but TWO little babies and they're both boys!!!! You guys were excited beyond words and so weren't Royal and Cecelia but Royal couldn't stop laughing.

"Dad? The hell are ya'll laughin at?" Rhett asked him.

"Your ma and I knew ya'll were trouble the minute you flashed your lil dinger at us," Royal laughed. "You're gonna have your hands full with two of'em Rhett, just sayin."

Rhett literally would not be able to keep his hands off you either. You thought he was horny when you were trying? You ain't seen nothin yet (lol). He'll come up to you in the morning and rub his hard-on against the back of your thigh and at night when you're in your loose sexy bedslip, he'll try and sneak a playful little nibble at your boobs.

Right around month six, Rhett gets an idea in his head to take some pics of you to keep in a personal photo album of his. His favorite is one of you standing near the horse pasture in your favorite summer dress, wearing his cowboy hat and the horse is nudging your belly. His other favorite is a black and white photo of you with the girls and their little hands are all over your bump along with one of you walking barefoot through the back garden.

As the months roll on, it gets a little harder for you to be on your feet. Rhett is the master of the foot, back and neck massage and will gladly rub your swollen feet with cinnamon, ginger and clove oil you keep in the medicine kit. He'll even run you a bath and help you wash and loves running the washcloth over all your curves. He'll even help you put your socks and shoes on as fall turns to winter and will also pick you up from work because he doesn't want you traveling those icy, snowy roads to get home.

It's finally the last month and the doc tells you that everything looks good and your best bet will probably be to have the babies at home since the closest hospital is well over forty five minutes away (lol). Luckily for you, Cecelia comes from a long line of female midwives (her own mother even delivered Rhett the night he was born and Cecelia did the same for Hannah) and offered to deliver the boys.

During a snowy blizzard, Tatum Royal and Tanner James Abbott are both born at the house. Royal is both shocked and happy to learn that one of his grandsons was named after him. They're the tiniest little babies you've ever seen, both snuggled in their blankies and nested in the timberframe crib at the foot at the bed.

You absolutely love how soft your family members are with them. You laugh when you overhear Cecelia snuggling one of them, telling them that they're gonna get all the girls just like their daddy used to (lol). Sometimes you catch Royal singing to the boys and you and Rhett both swear he sounds like Johnny Cash (he even sang "The Wanderer" which Johnny Cash sang with U2 and it put the both of them right to sleep). You let Amy and Hannah hold the both of them and you bet everybody's taking pictures of the girls holding their brothers.

But you absolutely love when Rhett holds one or both of them at the same time. When he's doing skin-to-skin with the boys, he'll have them nested in Amy's Peter Rabbit quilt and when he brings the babies to meet the animals for the first time he does wear a baby wrap made from an old flannel shirt (lol).

Meggy there will definitely be more of this to come, I can't wait to share this little thing about Lew's other characters (lol).

Welcome back my darling! YAY i can’t wait to read these thoughts/thots you sent in for Rhett! 🥰 im also looking forward to the ones you’re going to send in for Bobby, Harrison, & Major Major too :))

~ YES !! Rhett would be super giddy & excited when he finds out you’re pregnant! i could even picture him getting emotional over the fact 🥹 because like you mentioned of course, with Rhett’s years of bull riding you both were unsure if it were even possible!

“IT WORKS!!!! MY GOD IT STILL WORKS!!!!! MA BALLS AND MA DICK STILL WORK!!!"

MARY!! this is SENDING MEEE😂 i could seriously picture Rhett saying this & i actually read it in his voice too. omg Royals response back!!! pleaseee😭 i’m dying over here just thinking about this!!

~ aww :,) Rhett rubbing his face on your belly is just sooo! i could also see him talking to your belly too! he’s so in love with the baby, even when they haven’t been born yet🥹 he’s constantly gushing on & on about how excited he is to be a dad to anyone who will listen to him hehe! AWEEE! it wouldn’t even phase Rhett to see you in your morning sickness states. he would love you no matter what & find you absolutely breathtaking throughout all of your stages of pregnancy! even when you’re feeling self-conscious, Rhett is always there to pick you up & shower you with so much love & little praises :,)

~ just the thought of Amy being a big sister is so so sweet! i love the guys making furniture for the baby out of wood for the nursery! it’s so much more personal that way. aww Rhett’s crib being passed down to baby🥹 Mary! please this is the cutest thing ever & the fact that Rhett gets all teary eyed cause of it!! i cannot right now :,) ughh i love this idea soo much!

TWINS?! both boys?! oh man, wifey is gonna have her hands full! Rhett was already enough, but bring in two more mini Rhett’s & you got yourself a crazy but fun time ! haha!

"Your ma and I knew ya'll were trouble the minute you flashed your lil dinger at us.”

~ HELP!!! this is such a Royal thing to say😂 like !! im rolling on the floor at this! OMG YES!!! YES!! Rhett would be especially touchy feely with you at all times during your pregnancy! him rubbing his hard on onto the back of your thigh in the mornings & sneaking little nibbles onto your nipple at night before bed…😵‍💫 MARY ARE YOU TRYING TO END ME HERE ?! THATS SO HOT!!! the pictures !!! yes! that couldn’t be more perfect! Rhett would absolutely make you do a little photo shoot with your protruding belly out on full display, or just in the nude! he’d be hyping you up the whole time, telling you how gorgeous & sexy you look ;) where can i find myself a Rhett?? seriously!!

~ oohh! i’m not even pregnant & i need Rhett to give me a message haha 🥰 sounds so soothing! him helping you wash up in the bath & helping you put on your socks/shoes in time for the winter is just soooo! this cowboy is a big softie & wants to help you out in anyway he can! especially when you’re carrying his baby. he’s just utterly & hopelessly in love with you :,)

~ Cecilia being the midwife just seems so fitting! Tatum & Tanner are such great names too!! love Royal being the middle name for Tatum & knowing that James is Lew’s middle name is just amazing! i also was funnily enough born in a snowstorm, so i like that you included that little part hehe :) aweee! Cecilia snuggling with the babies is so sweet & Royal singing to them?! oh my goodness! my heart can’t take much more!! omg i’m just imagining how small the babies look while being held by Rhett :,) he is the most gentle & nurturing daddy there is! the peter rabbit quilt & the skin-to-skin is just so precious! the baby wrap!! ahh! Rhett would sink right into the dad role & would be an absolute natural at it 🥹🥹

Mary! you have outdone yourself with these thoughts/thots! you had me smiling, giggling, & getting all hot during certain parts! i absolutely loved this, thank you for sending them in! until next time angel 🥰💕

[borbology]

hey hey @jojo-schmo is...is it true that you're accepting hhhh ANIMAL FACTS!?

My time has come.

Ahem. *cracks knuckles*

BATS BATS BATS! Some bats hibernate and some migrate -- I just imagine MK hates the cold in general but he might also have a winter funk if we're applying bat facts to him. Bats are also one of the most important pollinators, so maybe he also likes the smell of flowers? Bat's are very chumby babies! Little units! They weigh like a third of their mother's weight. That one episode in the anime seemed to suggest that Meta Knight can see UV light and this is funny because many bats see UV too.

Bats groom their wings very meticulously, and this can be easily applied to Meta Knight imo because I hc he is very particular about his wings :p

Bats groom their wings by nuzzling into the membranes, which have little lipid deposits that will get released when the skin is stretched out, such as by pressing a snoot into the membrane skin. Bat muzzles also have glands that contribute to spreading around all that oil and making sure the wings are nice and clean and waterproof. Bats also carefully massage every single little joint in their wings.

Like I know MK is a badass character but he is also a blorbo and the image of him nuzzling and rubbing his cheeks into his wings then doing a big stretch and a little shaky is just something I cannot stop thinking about.

[glittergutts]

I should be used to waking up early, but today is hard because the bulb in my lamp died. So I found a blue bulb, and it's just too dark to see anything I'm doing until the sunrises and I can open the curtains. So I'm going to ramble.

Yesterday I did my cardio in the late afternoon and it was so much easier than first thing in the morning. So I might wait till later to do it today too.

I noticed loki has been sleeping on a folded blanket I left on the floor for him at night. He destroyed his dog bed as a small puppy, and it's finally feeling time to replace it. He's much less destructive than when we first brought him home. Now he just kills his soft toys and tries to eat everyone's dirty socks.

My birthday is in 4 days and I'm really excited. I had wanted to go to the park and have a little picnic but it's going to be cold this weekend so my new plan is to rent the barbie movie and buy a bunch of snacks and candy from target.

I want to ask my dad if he will stay home with the kids Saturday night so I could go out with Chris to the hookah lounge or something. But he's probably already planning on going to bar like he always does, so he probably won't, but maybe if I ask in advance, he might if I'm lucky. I never ask him for shit. Plus, the kids are well-behaved and will even go to bed when it's time without fuss. It's been nice seeing things get easier with the kids as they have gotten older. Still so little, but not babies that need my help anymore, and it's weird that Ellie's about to turn 12.

Chris and my 13th anniversary is a week before Ellie's birthday, and we wanted to take a trip but decided it probably won't happen due to finances. So I started joking about buying an inflatable hottub because it cost less than 2 nights for a vrbo or airbnb and we really just wanted to go to use a hottub and have some alone time to focus on each other. Now I'm plotting on saving money for a hottub for my back porch. Chris could benefit from it, too, as his disease causes loss of blood flow, which leads to bone death and is incredibly painful, so the heat helps circulation and could save him some time before another hip replacement. I hate not being able to make him feel better and just watching helplessly as he has suffered almost daily for the past 3 years. I wish I could take it all away for him.. so anyway, there's a point to the hottub, not just an impulsive heafty purchase.

So other than dreaming of buying a hottub, I've been plotting out what we could do at home to have a special day/night. My mom always takes the kids for a few nights during her winter break, which is when our anniversary falls, so that always works out well in terms of childcare for the night. I want to cook a nice meal together and make some chocolate dipped strawberries. I need to buy some candles and a new dress that I think I have picked out already. I found some fun looking "couples games" online. I might get us one just for something different and a little exciting to do. I also want to either make or buy some arnica massage oil. And other than those things, I have no idea what to do, but I guess that's enough.

I can't stop thinking too far into the future I need to fucking chill and just focus on this week.

[writingsofwesteros]

Sansa is so sweet to her Lioness when she’s pregnant. Cuddling her and wrapping her in furs. No one can touch her, except for Jon. Sansa gives her Lady massages and applies oils to her skin. Holding her close with a hand on her swelling belly “I wanted you forever, do you know that?”

Lady Lannister hums, almost asleep “No, I never knew… if you cared for me then… why..?”

Why had she put her through all those punishments?

“You were always kind to me. But you were so beautiful. So untouched. A Lannister. I suffered. And I wanted to stain the last pristine flower in Cersei’s garden… and now… I have you for my very own. So perfect,” Sansa nuzzles her throat “my pretty pet that will birth a baby boy with golden curls.”

It should frighten Lady Lannister, and it does. But not enough. She relaxes in the Winter Queen’s arms. So many questions. What would she have done if she failed her tests? What would happen if this final child had no golden curls? Who was the man that Sansa would present her Lady’s naked cunt to for breeding? The man that filled her and made Jon so jealous?

Would the Winter Queen always be so warm for her?

“I love you, Sansa.”

There is silence. Cold, empty silence.

Sansa rolls Lady Lannister onto her back “As you should. You are mine, and I am yours. Forever.”

!!!!!!!

HOT! Heart breaking!!!

I love this! Bless her little heart and she can't escape the wolf Queen

[lillywillow]

War on Leisure

Summary: All Bucky wants to do is to relax and spend some alone time with you but for some reason, all the bad guys of New York attack within very short times of each other

 Written for: @buckybarnesbingo

 Words: 1081

 Square Filled: B1- Interrupted by Supervillains

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Gender Neutral Reader  

 Warnings: Mild adult suggestions, mentions of mental breakdown, annoying villains

 You woke that morning to soft kisses being pressed up and down your neck. Smiling, you rolled over and wrapped your arms around your loving boyfriend.

 “Morning, handsome,” you purred, nuzzling him.

 “Morning, doll. How’d you sleep?” he softly asked, his voice a low, deep rumbled.

 “Very well with you by my side,” you gently sighed, feeling safe and warm in his arms. “What about you?”

 “I always sleep best when I’m close to you,” he replied, kissing the top of your head.

 The two of you laid there for a while just content with being in each other’s arms.

 “Can we stay here all day?” you asked, sleepily looking up at him.

 “I don’t see why not…”

 Then, the alarm rang out alerting everyone in the Avenger Tower that villains were attacking reminded you exactly why you couldn’t spend the day in bed. Groaning, you both got up and prepared for the upcoming battle.

 That was just the beginning of your week.

…

 The next time you were interrupted, you were once again in bed, just having a quiet moment to unwind. Bucky had his head on your chest, listening to you read one of his favourites while you idly ran your fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes, ready to drop off to sleep when the alarm went off again. You both felt annoyed, still stiff from the last attack but got prepared to fight, nonetheless.

…

 It was late by the time the fight was over. You were both so exhausted, you were ready to just flop into bed. Bucky held you close and breathed in your scent to calm himself down.

 “I’m here, baby. I’m here,” you assured him.

 Bucky kissed you deeply, pressing you close to his body to remind himself you were truly there and that you loved him. You kissed back, holding him just as close. These were the type of kisses that you loved. The kind that could go further but didn’t have to. They were loving and intimate. Just feeling close to each other, feeling the heat of one another’s skin… only for that damn alarm to go off again. Didn’t these stupid villains ever sleep?! Since you were already dressed, you got up to fight once more.

…

 The next day, you had drawn Bucky a bath. The hot water and Epsom salts would help to relieve his aching muscles, calm his mind and get him to relax. You washed his hair while you hummed to him. Bucky closed his eyes and surrendered to your touch. Just as you rinsed out the shampoo, that infernal alarm so rudely rang out. A small whine came from the back of Bucky’s throat as he got out of the tub to fight again.

…

 The day after that, you were giving Bucky a nice massage. Bucky laid on your bed as you rubbed lavender oil into his skin. He was just about to fall asleep as you worked out all the knots from his tender back muscles… that tensed up and undid all your work as the cursed alarm chimed out and you wanted to rip that stupid thing right out its circuitry. Bucky’s jaw clenched as he prepared for yet another fight.

…

 When you returned from the fight, you were gently tending to Bucky’s injuries. He had barely spoken a word, not even flinching as you applied antiseptic to his scrapes.

 “Bucky? Look at me hon…”

 As he made eye contact with you, your heart broke.

 “I can’t… I can’t keep doing this, Y/N! I’m not The Winter Soldier anymore! They can’t just expect me to keep fighting and be okay! I’m not… I’m not…”

 His voice sounded so broken. As you wrapped your arms around him and held him close, Bucky started sobbing, hugging you tight. It hurt you to see your boyfriend so utterly shattered. You were definitely going to have to talk to Fury about this.

…

 As soon as you made sure Bucky was sleeping soundly in bed, you went straight to Fury.

 “Sir, I’m requesting time of for Barnes and myself, effective immediately,” you demanded.

 “We can’t do that. In case you haven’t noticed, we’ve had an influx of attacks recently…” Fury began.

 “Precisely my point, sir. Bucky may be a super soldier but he’s human and you forget that too easily. You can only burn a candle at both ends for so long before it burns out…”

 Fury regarded you carefully. It was true, for whatever reason, the villains of New York had decided to all attack at once but if he continued to send his human Avengers to clean up the mess, they would eventually tire out and there would be no one left to protect the city. Maybe he did need to organise some breaks for the team.

 “Fine, but only for a week. When you come back, I fully expect you to resume your duties,” he replied.

 “Yes, sir and thank you.”

 “Now, get out of my office,” he ordered.

 You walked out and headed back to Bucky who was still deep asleep. The poor man was so exhausted that you could only hope this peace would last long enough for him to get a decent enough rest. You’d let him know of your plans first thing in the morning.

…

 The following day, you had packed your bags and organised the use of one of Tony’s private islands. The others were under strict orders not to contact you unless for some reason your lives were in danger although at this point, you were more dangerous than any enemy. Bucky was a little sceptical but by the second day, he felt more relaxed.

 At the end of the week, Bucky was totally stress-free. A week alone with you was just what he needed. The villains were still there when you got back but by now, they had slowed down their onslaught. By now, Bucky was ready to take them on again and as long as he had you by his side, he knew he could handle anything.

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Baby Massage Oil in Winter | Organic Dew

Keep your baby’s skin soft and hydrated this winter with Organic Dew’s Baby Massage Oil in Winter. Our blend of natural ingredients prevents dryness, providing essential moisture and comfort. Perfect for delicate skin, this oil ensures a cozy, nurturing experience during the colder months. Trust Organic Dew to keep your little one’s skin healthy and glowing all winter long.

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B-Goldi Are Destined to Go TikTok Viral

So stock up now.

by Marcio "MZA"

I spent a lot of time on TikTok in early 2023. My toddler son and I were trading the same colds back and forth all winter, and thus I found myself endlessly scrolling through BeautyTok at night while blowing my nose or sipping tea, pretending I was Alix Earle prepping for a night out and not a tired, sick mom in the same stained Gap sweats I’d been wearing for a week. I paid close attention to the “it” products my favorite beauty influencers were using and purchased accordingly, but there was one product in particular that I could never get my hands on, no matter how many alerts I set up: Drunk Elephant’s D-Bronzi Anti-Pollution Sunshine Drops. The bronze drops were a mainstay of so many TikTokers—including Earle—adding a warm glow to their skin either with or without makeup, and they were constantly sold out. The Drunk Elephant section at Sephora was practically a ghost town, so I settled for a similar product and went on my way.

While the D-Bronzi drops are much easier to find these days, I have a feeling that their new baby sister, the B-Goldi Bright Drops ($52), may experience the same surge in popularity—and here’s why.

The Product

Just like the Drunk Elephant’s D-Bronzi Anti-Pollution Sunshine Drops., the Drunk Elephant B-Goldi Bright Drops are versatile, customizable liquid drops housed in a cute square-shaped bottle with a gleaming gold cap. They’re meant to be mixed in with your serum, moisturizer or makeup, or simply worn alone to add a candlelit glow to skin—not a glittery shine.

But the B-Goldi Bright Drops aren’t just pretty to look at; they also offer skincare benefits thanks to the addition of 5% niacinamide, diglucosyl gallic acid, and mulberry leaf extract to help improve clarity and fade dark spots, plus omega oils to nurture the skin. 

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My Review

Before we dive into my thoughts, a quick preface to say that I do not have perfect skin like many of the TikTokers I enjoyed scrolling with earlier this year. To say I have problem skin is an understatement. It’s a long story, but I’ve been battling gnarly hormonal acne for a long time and cannot currently be medicated for it, so I wear quite a bit of makeup on a day-to-day basis. I would love to wear the B-Goldi Bright Drops on their own, but it’s not going to happen. Thus, I put them to the test alongside and under makeup.

Drunk Elephant recommends you store the bottle upside down for easier dispensing, and that’s absolutely a tip you should follow. The liquid itself is a gorgeous pale gold with microflecks of light-reflecting pigments, and while they do shimmer under the light, they don’t sparkle. I could barely feel them on my skin post-application (in a good way) and they added a pretty, subtle sheen even on my acne. After massaging in the drops, I applied concealer and powder foundation to my problem areas (chin and nose) but left the rest of my skin bare. I used the excess liquid on my lids, cheekbones and down the bridge of my nose for a little more golden glimmer, and was pleasantly surprised to see how pretty it looked, especially in direct sunlight. 

It’s the kind of product you can wear every day and easily incorporate into your routine, especially if it already includes the D-Bronzi or pink-toned O-Bloos Drops; Drunk Elephant recommends mixing or layering them for your own custom blend. I’m converted—and considering snapping up the others while they’re in stock.

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Was curious as to how high maintenance grooming wise xolos are?(the hairless variety obv) And I’ve recently found out about coated varieties and how homozygous hairless can be lethal, yet I still find more hairless, does that mean there’s a higher chance of hairless occurring regardless?

Most hairless xolos are fairly low maintenance when it comes to their grooming. They don't need to be bathed as often as you think depending on the climate you live in. Some individuals will have greater skincare needs than others and hairless xolos have some degree of acne as adolescent dogs. Adult xolos can get blackheads still, but they aren't nearly to the same degree as the adolescents. Some dogs will need more frequent lotioning to keep silky soft skin if that's something you want. Some folks rarely lotion their dogs. I use either unscented baby lotion or sweet almond oil on Tzapo to keep his skin extra nice but also because he likes to get an oil massage. The biggest thing with xolo skincare is making sure that any blackheads don't turn into infected abscesses and that any xolos with paler skin have ample sun protection (at least until they tan up for those that will tan.) Pink or white skin lacks melanin to protect the dog from skin cancer so sun exposure can become deadly. This means that the unfortunately more and more common "mariposa" or "butterfly" xolos need some extra care in the sun. You can manage this by either using sunscreen (fragrance free is a must - I advise mineral sunscreen if you have to use any) or by dressing a xolo in sun clothes. Tzapo needs clothes in the winter and so he winds up developing a doggy version of a farmers tan over the winter time. He tans back up over spring!

As for the genetics question, you are correct. Homozygous hairless pups are typically reabsorbed inside the womb. As a result, these pups are rarely born and xolos can have smaller than expected litters.

The gene that causes hairlessness in xolos, the Peruvian Inca-Orchid, and Chinese Crested is actually a dominant gene. So that means coated xolos have two copies of a recessive gene and so are homozygous recessive. Living adult hairless xolos are heterozygous for this gene meaning they have a dominant and recessive copy. As a result, pups born from a cross of two hairless xolos have a 25% chance to be homozygous dominant and get reabsorbed in the womb, 50% chance to be heterozygous for these genes and be hairless, and a 25% chance to be homozygous recessive and be coated xolos. This is why you not only see more hairless xolos than coated xolos but also why you can see coated xolos born in litters from two hairless parents!

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Silky Smooth: Nourishing Lotion for Daily Hydration

In the realm of skincare essentials, finding a nourishing lotion that provides daily hydration and leaves your skin feeling silky smooth can be transformative. Enter Silky Smooth Nourishing Lotion—a skincare hero designed to replenish moisture and enhance your skin's natural radiance.

Embrace Daily Hydration with Silky Smooth

Silky Smooth Nourishing Lotion is more than just a moisturizer; it's a daily ritual that promotes healthy, hydrated skin. Formulated with a blend of hydrating ingredients and luxurious textures, this lotion delivers a burst of hydration that lasts throughout the day.

The Power of Hydrating Ingredients

At its core, Silky Smooth is enriched with powerhouse ingredients like shea butter, coconut oil, and vitamin E. Shea butter is renowned for its moisturizing properties, deeply nourishing the skin without leaving a greasy residue. Coconut oil adds a protective barrier, locking in moisture and improving skin elasticity. Vitamin E, a potent antioxidant, helps to repair and protect the skin from environmental damage, ensuring a youthful and supple appearance.

A Sensorial Experience

Applying Silky Smooth Nourishing Lotion is a sensory delight. Its lightweight yet creamy texture glides effortlessly onto the skin, instantly soothing and comforting dry, parched areas. The subtle fragrance, reminiscent of fresh botanicals, adds a touch of luxury to your skincare routine, transforming it into a pampering experience you look forward to each day.

Benefits Beyond Hydration

Beyond providing essential moisture, Silky Smooth offers additional benefits that elevate its status in your skincare arsenal. Regular use helps to improve skin texture, making it softer and smoother to the touch. It also helps to maintain the skin's natural moisture balance, preventing dryness and flakiness that can occur throughout the day.

Incorporating Silky Smooth into Your Routine

Integrating Silky Smooth into your daily skincare routine is effortless. After cleansing, apply a generous amount of lotion to your body, focusing on areas prone to dryness such as elbows, knees, and hands. Massage gently until fully absorbed, allowing the nourishing ingredients to work their magic. Use daily for best results and revel in the silky smooth sensation it imparts to your skin.

Customer Testimonials Speak Volumes

Customers who have embraced Silky Smooth rave about its transformative effects. Many report softer, more hydrated skin from the very first application. Whether combating winter dryness or maintaining summer radiance, this lotion proves its efficacy time and again.

Why Choose Silky Smooth?

Choosing Silky Smooth Nourishing Lotion means choosing a skincare companion that prioritizes hydration, nourishment, and overall skin health. Its carefully selected ingredients and luxurious feel make it a standout choice for anyone seeking to elevate their skincare regimen.

Embrace Silky Smooth Nourishing Lotion Today

In conclusion, Silky Smooth Nourishing Lotion is your gateway to hydrated, silky-smooth skin every day. With its enriching formula and delightful application, it's more than just skincare—it's a daily indulgence that enhances your natural beauty.

Are you ready to experience the transformative power of Silky Smooth Nourishing Lotion? Embrace hydration and silky smoothness with every application, and let your skin radiate with health and vitality.

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TOP ROOM HEATERS FOR BABY

For a new parent, protecting their baby from chilly winters is crucial. To avoid the little one from catching cough and cold it is always a good idea to opt for the best room heater for baby. Despite them being indoors these room heaters are sure to keep the area warm. This is all the more important while giving them an oil massage where you always need to switch to a room heater so they do not feel cold.

1. COMFY HOME 2000/1000 Watts Room Heater

This is an all-in-one heater that is quite a beneficial one. It comprises two power settings available within this COMFYHOME room heater. It comprises a powerful 2000/1000 watts that will bring instant warmth to your room, hence making it one of the best room heaters for babies.

Specifications

Form Factor: ‎Tower

Indoor/Outdoor Usage: ‎Indoor

Mounting Type: Floor Mount

Burner type: ‎Radiant

Number of Speeds: ‎2

Pros

Auto shut off

Low noise

Cons

No cons

2. Usha 2 Rod 800 Watt Heater

 This Usha room heater has a thermostat that helps keep the room at the required temperature. Because it comprises an overheating protection, hence it will automatically shut off as it gets too hot.

It comprises a security flip-over switch, that turns off the heater automatically. It is made from a non-heating material. To shield the heating element from it, it comprises a metal grill. 

Specifications

Mounting Type: ‎Floor Mount

Room Type: ‎Kids Room, Bedroom

Burner type: ‎Radiant

Fuel Type: Electric

Number of Speeds: ‎2

Pros

Cool touch handle

Overheat protection

Cons

No blower fan

3. Bajaj Majesty Room Heater

This product from Bajaj is one of the best room heaters for the baby. It comprises all the required safety measures for small to medium-sized rooms.

The heater comprises a thermostat that helps maintain the room at the required temperature. As it comprises an overheating protection, it will automatically shut off as it gets too hot.  

Specifications

Mounting Type: ‎Floor Mount

Burner type: ‎Radiant

Voltage: ‎230 Volts

Is Assembly Required: ‎No

Primary material: PVC

Pros

Overheat protection included

Can be used both horizontally and vertically

Cons

The power cord is quite short in length

CONCLUSION

So, there you have it friends these are some of the top picks when it comes to the best room heaters for your baby. 

[pavswrites]

Why does my baby get dry patches? What are some remedies?

Since Babies’ skin is still developing and they have a delicate skin, Babies are susceptible to various skin issues, including dry patches. So, in order to maintain healthy baby skin, Understanding the causes and implementing effective remedies is crucial. Dry patches on baby skin can arise from a variety of factors, such as environmental conditions, improper skincare routines, or underlying skin conditions.

One common cause of dry patches on baby skin is environmental factors. Harsh weather conditions, especially during winter, can lead to low humidity levels, which in turn, can result in skin dehydration. Moisture from the air can further strip away due to the indoor heating systems. To combat this, consider using a humidifier in your baby’s room. This helps maintain optimal moisture levels, preventing dry patches from forming on the baby skin.

Another and most common culprit may be improper skincare practices. Using harsh soaps or soaps curated for adult skin, excessive bathing, or neglecting to moisturize the baby skin can disrupt the skin’s natural barrier, leading to dry patches. As baby skin is most delicate and still developing, we should keep in mind some factors such as, opt for mild, fragrance-free body wash and baby soaps and limit baths to a few times per week. And it is also important that after each bath, gently pat your baby’s skin dry and apply a hypoallergenic baby body lotion. This helps lock in moisture and prevents dry patches from developing. It is also helpful if you use baby massage oil for babies before bath, they help is keeping the baby skin from dryness and also helps in blood circulation. Natural remedies can also play a pivotal role in maintaining healthy baby skin. Coconut oil, for example, is a natural moisturizer rich in fatty acids that can help combat dry patches.

If you want to opt for natural skin care products for Babies, be sure to check out brands like ShuShu Babies, Forest essentials, Cetaphil etc.

In some cases, dry patches may be indicative of an underlying skin condition like eczema. Eczema is a common skin ailment characterized by red, itchy, and dry patches. If you suspect eczema, consult a pediatrician for a proper diagnosis and treatment plan. They may recommend a specific moisturizer or prescribe a medicated cream to alleviate symptoms.

In conclusion, dry patches in babies can stem from various sources, including environmental conditions and improper skincare routines. By implementing gentle bathing practices, using hypoallergenic products, and considering natural remedies like coconut oil and oatmeal baths, you can effectively address and prevent dry patches. However, if the issue persists or worsens, it is crucial to seek professional medical advice to rule out any underlying skin conditions. Remember, maintaining a consistent and gentle skincare routine is essential for keeping your baby’s skin soft, supple, and free from dry patches.

P.S: This is just the knowledge we share, and if the condition persists, it is advisable to visit a specialized doctor. It is also advisable that you take a doctors advice before using any remedies on the baby skin.

[shushubabies]

Why does my baby get dry patches? What are some remedies?

Since Babies’ skin is still developing and they have a delicate skin, Babies are susceptible to various skin issues, including dry patches. So, inorder to maitain healthy baby skin, Understanding the causes and implementing effective remedies is crucial. Dry patches on baby skin can arise from a variety of factors, such as environmental conditions, improper skincare routines, or underlying skin conditions.

One common cause of dry patches on baby skin is environmental factors. Harsh weather conditions, especially during winter, can lead to low humidity levels, which in turn, can result in skin dehydration. Moisture from the air can further strip away due to the indoor heating systems. To combat this, consider using a humidifier in your baby's room. This helps maintain optimal moisture levels, preventing dry patches from forming on the baby skin.

Another and most common culprit may be improper skincare practices. Using harsh soaps or soaps curated for adult skin, excessive bathing, or neglecting to moisturize the baby skin can disrupt the skin's natural barrier, leading to dry patches. As baby skin is most delicate and still developing, we should keep in mind some factors such as, Opt for mild, fragrance-free body wash and baby soaps and limit baths to a few times per week. And it is also important that after each bath, gently pat your baby's skin dry and apply a hypoallergenic baby body lotion. This helps lock in moisture and prevents dry patches from developing. It is also helpful if you use baby massage oil for babies before bath, they help is keeping the baby skin from dryness and also helps in blood circulation. Natural remedies can also play a pivotal role in maintaining healthy baby skin. Coconut oil, for example, is a natural moisturizer rich in fatty acids that can help combat dry patches.

If you want to opt for natural skin care products for Babies, be sure to check out our ShuShu Babies brand. We are baby and kids skin care and wellness brand. We have products ranging from Baby Body washs, body soaps, baby massage oils and body lotions specially curated for babies and kids.

In some cases, dry patches may be indicative of an underlying skin condition like eczema. Eczema is a common skin ailment characterized by red, itchy, and dry patches. If you suspect eczema, consult a pediatrician for a proper diagnosis and treatment plan. They may recommend a specific moisturizer or prescribe a medicated cream to alleviate symptoms.

In conclusion, dry patches in babies can stem from various sources, including environmental conditions and improper skincare routines. By implementing gentle bathing practices, using hypoallergenic products, and considering natural remedies like coconut oil and oatmeal baths, you can effectively address and prevent dry patches. However, if the issue persists or worsens, it is crucial to seek professional medical advice to rule out any underlying skin conditions. Remember, maintaining a consistent and gentle skincare routine is essential for keeping your baby's skin soft, supple, and free from dry patches.

P.S: This is just the knowledge we share, and if the condition persists, it is advicable to visit a specialized doctor. It is also advisable that you take a doctors advice before using any remedies on the baby skin.