#babygirl PLEASE can i get basic services

[squeakadeeks]

if i had a dollar for every time my apartment complex shut my water off specifically during an excessive heat warning/when it was over 105 F I would have 7 dollars. which is a lot. cheesus chrighst.

[jhuzen]

a what? [m.reader]

this… idk what this is. it’s very indulgent so excuse the very chill grammar. my head is hammered by all the hot men in hsr. so here. yes, they won me over (jfc how could they not my god, i’ve been waiting on them for months) ☠️ so here’s a self-indulgent cat-boy alignment from some tall men in hsr. i’ve been playing since the release and i’m already just a few exps away from level 40 send help.

𖦹 nsfw/suggestive contents, hcs ig, i use the speculative name for the trailblazer hehe, top reader :’D, this is basically a shitpost but also not LMAO.

GEPARD LANDAU — official dogboy, a lapdog too if you will

is this even a question at this point?

he’s your little pup (maybe not so little), and he radiates that golden retriever vibes. he’s a little more serious than that, sure, but rest assured, he’s always on you when you need him and he’s not particularly swamped with his guard duties as the captain.

he never fails to light up every time you pass by him when he’s out on patrol. he appreciates your little visits of course, sometimes even stopping by to bring him some food when you can. but there’s always something so magical whenever he sees you around the city, just minding your own business, not really aware that he can see you from his post.

and there’s just a spike of serotonin in gepard’s brain every time he ‘bumps’ into you in one of your personal excursions, romancing you with such subtlety (it’s really not much subtle, everyone and their mother in belobog knows you and him are together).

he thinks he’s so slick, trying to smooth talk you, when really, the tips of his ears are bright red, while you, completely unfazed only tried to hold in a laughter. what a trooper your boyfriend truly is!

serval thinks she should be getting second hand embarrassment from her brother’s actions towards you, but you both just looked so sweet that she just had to enjoy the view of you humoring her stiff as hell brother. he’s way too serious on the field (rightfully so), but it was all the more endearing to see a bit of that innocent glee that gepard somehow manages to manifest with you around.

he’s your good dogboy bro, always ready to serve you. though that doesn’t mean he doesn’t appreciate getting spoiled. your massages, especially your back rubs, are the highlight of his day after a grueling training — after his nice hot shower, with you guiding him all the way to your shared bedroom to give him a nice massage, it’s absolute bliss for him.

the cute sighs and the way his face becomes scrunched up as you worked the knots away from his muscles was adorable.

and if… the mood provides it, often times it leads to something a little bit more intimate than your wholesome little act of service.

gepard is a babygirl through and through man. he takes everything that you give him like a champ — extremely cooperative and will do anything as you say. maybe it’s because he likes being ordered around for once, maybe it’s because he finds it incredibly attractive to see you take charge… it could go either way and it drives him nuts.

he’s very loud, so you will be entertained at the plethora of ways gepard has to come up with just so he can’t be heard by the other neighbors while you completely wreck him.

handle with care after, please, he has to go to work the next day! we can’t have the famed captain of the silvermane guards limping around >:((

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SAMPO KOSKI — absolute mid with the way he’s a dog for seeking attention and a cat for being such a little bitch

congrats! you have a weird man for a boyfriend. the man that roams the streets of belobog be it in the underworld or overworld.

you vaguely recall the first time you and him met was when he was trying to persuade an overworld citizen in buying something, and you, as shameless as you are, moved towards him and squeezed the skin of his exposed waist, making the poor man yelp.

you gave him one questionable look before slut-shaming him with that getup, but not before buying your much needed supplies and leaving a sack of belobog currency.

admittedly, your relationship with sampo began as a transactional one. you buy stuff from him and he rewards you with a relatively risqué entertainment that your old folks would certainly faint from if they knew in the first place. but, as it turns out, even such a peculiar relationship can grow an oasis of genuine fondness for each other.

your dates before were just you and him meeting up in his place, hanging out, and then both of you just go on your separate ways. nowadays, it’s him that comes inside your house, incredibly woeful and in need of your attention and you oblige him regardless of how whiny he is.

oh, right, yes. sampo is whiny, have you seen him around his comrades? the man has the ‘woe is me’ attitude every now and then, and more often than not, you instigate that form of reaction whenever you tease him with a grin on your face.

there’s reasonable (or so i hope) amount of you calling out his outfit and why he feels the need to expose his waist only. sampo said it’s to attract customers like you, and you gotta hand the win on him on that one. though, it was becoming far more evident that you no longer see him as just an entertainment value and you as his source of income.

so. bloody. needy. it’s like he can’t live without your attention — thank the stars that the ban between the overworld and the underworld was lifted eventually so he can visit you more on the surface. one minute he skirts out of your home after some good fucking and then the next, he crawls back to you pathetically like a kicked puppy.

though, that is only to say that you got sampo absolutely hooked with your touches that he feels still lingering on his skin — you had an affinity for just harassing his poor waist while you call him names. he loves it anyway.

his clinginess comes with merit though, he appreciates the skin contact and you appreciate that chest of his to lay on. absolute king. if you tell him that his tits are the only selling point of why you finally fell for him, he will sulk and just sigh all day, looking at you with such disappointment.

“so i’m just a slab of meat to you, huh?” — sampo koski, xxxx

“pretty sure what’s in here are fats.” — you, nuzzling your face in his chest, xxxx

honestly, dating sampo feels like a one night stand, considering that he’s willing to limp away from your home in the crack of dawn, but it also feels just as endearing when he seeks you out or if you do the seeking, you could see how genuinely delighted sampo is to have you near him.

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JING YUAN — certified cat boy that’s just too good at fucking [with] you

mercilessly sly and an absolute mastermind, jing yuan has his fair share of mischief in the first place and you aren’t one he can spare despite having the honor of being the famed general’s partner.

you’re not so much of a fighter, you’re just a humble assistant to fu xuan (she disapproves of your poor taste in men though), but you learned to sleep with one eye open at the cost of you getting completely mauled to death by a general in need of his lover’s touch. he jumps at you with little to no warning, and you’re not certain if you should be proud of his stealth skills or just straight up be terrified lest you wake up to a succubus sucking you dry.

all that aside though, jing yuan is a passionate partner behind closed doors. he might look passive, but he’s sure to constantly be listening to your mumbling, even down to you just listing down what you need to buy for your home. he loves every part of you undoubtedly.

though, he likes to randomly charge you these fees wherein the currency is your warm hug. he could be a lot taller than you and still drape himself to your side while you hold him with one arm all the while cooking with the other.

a big, biiiiig cat, that’s for sure. and he accepts it, but on the account that you use it to tease lil ol’ him, get ready to be milked dry or at the very least, deprived of any form of affection from your cat.

he’s got a bit of an attitude too. he dreads the fact that you have a far more gentle disposition to his subordinates compared to him. you’re always so hard on him on work days, it makes him feel so lonely.

alas he has a remedy for that, particularly something you didn’t like at all.

mischief and a bored jing yuan on slow days are days you reminded yourself not to enter his office on, just to be safe and not get lured into his silly tricks. it always somehow fails, considering that he still is the general, and even though you are acting as fu xuan’s guide/assistant more than the general’s right hand man, you can’t refuse his calls because it’s still one of your responsibilities.

your cunning partner made sure to take advantage of that and cue… you writhing and breathless on his seat while he helped himself to your… offering from under the table. he promises he will be quick, but jing yuan is insatiable. for every time this happens, once or twice, a cloud knight would walk in to look for their general, and you had to talk to them without even giving away the embarrassing position you’re in.

hands down, a pillow princess if he’s not riding you to death. he’s the dozing general, but when the mood calls for it, he can take charge and just… leave you dry. so good luck with that.

cherishes the aftercare, he loves the slow intimate moments between you and him after. and if you’re a god at it, you can’t ever make him leave the bed, ever.

you once said, “oooh big stretch” when your beloved general did so one morning. that was the first and quite possibly the last time that you had him completely speechless for a good second. and that was saying a lot, considering that he always has the last word in your conversations. it became a core memory lmao.

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BLADE — another ultra catboy… except it’s the kind of cat that demands a lot from you after scratching your face

how in the many worlds did you ever pull this tormented man and his big sword? it’s concerning, really. kafka finds it amusing though that you even managed to make a space for yourself in blade’s little emo heart.

just laying it out there, you and blade babysit silver wolf and there’s no getting out of it apparently. kafka already placed you as the voice of reason when the one time she sent out only blade to look after silver wolf while you were off stalking the astral express gang, he dressed like a hobo, so much that he became extremely suspicious in sight more than he ever could dressed as just himself.

that aside, blade is probably one of the most demanding lovers you have dated (threateningly jealous at times too). no one can top him (but you ehe), he’s like a grumpy cat, literally swiping at you on the first few months before suddenly caving and asking you for almost everything.

really he just misses you, but he’s not into admitting such a fact. for the years that he’s gone through, whatever it may have been, you who did not care about who he was before was something that drew him in even more, you went at your own pace and it was no different when you became his. there was a sense of comfort that you brought to him.

so anyway, demanding partner that wants nothing but you. he’s extremely protective, which you found endearing, until you realized he will point a sword even to a little kid who so much as insults your face. not really good when you’re gathering intel when elio asks you both to do so.

dates with blade either includes the stellaron hunters because they are very fond of your relationship and are very nosy… or just you and him cooped up in your room, sleeping together, or ‘sleeping together’. not all too grand, but on missions that elio sends you both out on, you take the time to indulge your beloved and eat on different places, trying out delicacies of every particular world you visited in. blade doesn’t say much, but with the way his hand grips onto yours tightly already says a lot.

just throwing it out there, he is… quiet in bed. a grunter or a gasper, but if you really, really hit the right spot, he gives the deepest whine that leaves him shaking.

you either handle him with care or if he asks for it, go rough on him. like what was said, blade knows what he wants and will demand it from you all the same, no exceptions. and if you fail to live up to his expectations, he will move himself all the while glaring at you with so much disappointment.

he has… insane stamina, and if you can’t keep up, you better start working on that. the last thing that you want is to disappoint your vengeful boyfriend that has a lot of issues on his back. and while it’s not too bad of a sight to see your beloved imitate a sulking cat, it’s not so good when he ignores you. it’s not just about sex, if you so much as get that disappointing stare, best make it up to him and treat him like he’s your everything (as you should).

you once saw kafka and silver wolf planning out wedding destinations for you and blade at some point. you are unsure how to feel about your comrade’s deep involvement in your relationship — even more so when elio suggested the big wedding after you lot have accomplished your mission to the universe.

anyway, to say the least, your catboy is overly possessive and knows what he wants and can and will demand it from you. but even with such an overbearing personality and a terrifying look on his pretty face, you were already well versed in the blade language.

he thanks you on nights when you’re just out cold, probably tired from a mission, pressing a soft kiss on the side of your head. this man may have already considered elio’s proposal of the wedding date (jk).

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DAN HENG — third cat in a row. are all xianzhou men cats? but he’s the cat that’s quietly watching you, always listening

what do you mean he’s a [redacted for spoilers]? absolutely not. this man is a cat through and through.

the cat that silently watches you from afar while you do your own work. perhaps it’s because you always offer a sense of tranquility that dan heng found himself deeply enamored with you. you were just… so peaceful. it helped a lot, your presence soothed his deeply rooted anxieties born from his past. it’s as simple as you just shrugging and telling him, “why bother with anything else when i am alright where i am right now,” and dan heng fell hard.

you are as expressive as you can get, and can even get on the trailblazer and march’s antics. but the fact that you were mature enough to let yourself be resigned to the fate of time, that you were able to accept things as they are far better than anyone could, it was something your dearly beloved dan heng admired. in a sense, he also wanted to emulate whatever you’ve got going on.

bettering himself even more just because he loves you? goals. you changed this man and that was a sworn promise that he will never ever leave you from then on. always prowling around you, babysitting march 7th with you, reluctantly holding the trash the trailblazer rummages through with you, teaching old man welt how to use his beacon with you, etc.

that’s it, you can never pry dan heng out of your life anymore (unless you ask him to, in which case, please don’t, the man already has a lot to carry, how do you expect him to bear the weight of a broken heart from someone he thought he found happiness in?).

this catboy definitely lacks the expressiveness that you have, but just like any other stoic cat owner out there, you’ve basically read him well at that point. it’s almost as if you have the urge to make a guidebook about your boyfriend, and the aeons know that everyone in the astral express will eat it up.

he’s a little hard to coax at first to be more open in the beginning parts, but give him some time and he will be quicker to pry open than any other food that has an equally hard shell.

same thing in your more… intimate moments. give him some time to get used to things, especially if you’ve got far more experience at this sort of activity. go gentle, he loves the cradling embrace every time you ease yourself into him. he gets shy randomly out of nowhere in the middle of your little session, so do be patient.

though rest assured, he will grow bolder, eventually asking you to do all sorts of things that even you weren’t aware he knows about. he’s very eager to learn from you all the more, not just about the things that he prefers but what you also want! he’s extremely observant with your reactions, where you like to be touched.

let him take control every once in awhile, let him know that even in something as intimate as this, he can have a say. let him ride you until whenever, let him go at his own pace and he absolutely will lose his mind over that. the feeling of your arms around him, securing him in a tight hug while he drapes himself over you? dan heng will go nuts.

he’s also… very vocal. but he tries his best to keep it to a minimum lest you both let everyone in the express know what’s happening. usually though, you two only get frisky when everyone’s off the train and the only left are you, him, and dear ol’ pom-pom.

aftercares are everything to him, there’s something so touching at the fact that you are more than willing to still get up after being so spent just to make sure he’s comfortable after. you’re making this man cry, damnit! too good, too good.

never underestimate the tight grip he has on you — he’s usually the big spoon and he never hesitates to cling onto you. you’re like the safety that he finally found after running away from the things that trouble him. and every day with you is a day he always looked forward in waking up to.

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CAELUS — what the fuck is this? it’s not a dog or a cat. it’s a fucking trash panda.

ah yes, a raccoon with rabies (see: stellaron)

honestly, there’s no telling what is wrong with your boyfriend. it is… terrifying tbh. but you promised to be a supportive partner no matter how unnerving it is to see your beloved rummage through myriads of trash cans around belobog. more than once or twice, he has come up to you with a trash bag and even brought you a golden one.

you once asked what their use would be, and caelus just gave you a carefree smile while saying “we eat them to have better and stronger attacks against the enemy!” you quickly called dan heng and march to restrain him.

he texts you at the most ungodly hours. you don’t normally sleep at the same time as the other trailblazers since you took up the mantel in keeping watch of the express with pom-pom while the lot of you traversed through the heavenly galaxies of the universe. and because of that, your boyfriend just texts you until he falls asleep.

and when you are asleep in the day, before he heads out, he makes sure to tuck you in real good with a kiss for extra measure. seriously, he’s way too sweet for his own good. once or twice, you’ve caught him while you’re barely awake and he still manages to leave you flustered.

missions in different worlds means having to taste the myriad of delicacies a certain nation in a world has to offer. you both once ended up in a remote broken up island when the express made a quick stop in this one particular world that has… what do they call those again? archons? and you and caelus went ham on the dango milk (there was a distinct lack of trash cans around and everyone was safe from his addiction).

he loves you all too much, to the point where he’s attached to your hip, going wherever you go. getting all sulky when someone had your eye for a little bit longer. in that same nation in a world you stopped over, your eyes just happened to gaze a second longer at this young man with long braided blonde hair. though you were more interested in the tiny floating thing beside him, your raccoon was not able to inhale some copium and went all pouty at you.

either he ignores you, or he sends you a batch of sad pom-pom stickers in your beacon.

just wrap him in a blanket and fuck him silly, it can make him forget about the tiny things he was mad at you for. and just like dan heng, he can be very loud. so you kinda have to keep shushed up, a kiss usually does the trick however, so it shouldn’t be too hard to manage your little rowdy trailblazer.

he’s willing to take charge every now and then, he also still wants to make you feel good, after all! but he’s more of a pillow princess too, fuck him sideways and that gets him going, it makes him cry actual tears and alas, it was a blessing in your eyes to see him plead for you all the while trying to muffle his own sobs.

and after doing his head in, it is a must to spoon him after you clean him up. and maybe formulate a half-assed response when march comes knocking on your door, asking if you both fought or… let her come to an impending realization and just… make her not look at the both of you for a good week straight.

either way though, caelus is your pretty boy, always armed with witty teasing remarks and shitposts and a lot more stickers of pom-pom ready to flood your private messages with him.

10/10 -5 for the trash can obsession. ehe.

[fairytail-whathesays]

Do you still do headcanons?

If so, could you please do Sting x Rogue?

Yes, yes I can.

Sting is very touchy in general and veeeery touchy-feely with Rogue. Besides Frosch, he is the only one Rogue will allow to behave this way as he generally doesn't like being touched.

This goes double for his hair. Sting is the only one who gets to touch Rogue's hair, just because he's sensitive about it. He needs those heavy bangs to keep excess light off his face and out of his eyes.

There was never any real question of them not ending up together. Even training as kids with Weisslogia and Skiadrum, it was obvious they connected with each other better than anyone else. They balance each other too well.

Sting likes visual media. Manga, movies, video games. Rogue likes contemplative media--literature, poetry, traditional art. They've moonlighted as a writer/director combo before.

When they kiss each other, complete and total balance of the natural world occurs for just a moment. Harmony.

Sting has gotten in trouble eight successive times when Rogue has heard Frosch repeating swear words. He's innocent, honest!

He only did it the first time. The other seven times were Lector's fault.

They genuinely, truly have no secrets between each other. The one does not need to doubt anything the other has ever said, since they'd never lie to each other and know each other so intimately.

Their eventual marriage somehow becomes a nationwide event, it gets so much coverage.

They are so attuned to each other that their magic will actually move and flex and react as one big muscle, Rogue's magic reacting to change's in Sting's and vice versa.

NS/FW section:

Sex is basically how they keep themselves level-headed and de-stressed, it's very very regular. It solves most of their fights.

Sting likes to bite and Rogue likes to be bitten, perfect combination.

Rogue isn't great at topping the way Sting likes (he's a service top) but he tries his best considering how good Sting is to him when he's bottoming

Rogue has the bigger dick but Sting has the better ass. Irony in motion.

Rogue is perfectly willing to be and used to being addressed as "babygirl".

[sugar-omi]

Ya know, I love the idea of dilf!Cove being a huge tease during edging, but I gots to know how he’s like when he’s feeling a little more desperate than usual. Like the tables have been turned on ol’ dilf daddi. Any HCs to grace us with 👀

this..i had thoughts abt him i buried n then i rmbred them n they ran w me n now we have this horny mess

tags : NSFW, gn reader, top/service bottom reader, bottom cove, i babygirled him a bit sorry guys 😋, ooc ofc bc DILF COVE., edging/overstim, this is just horny af ok lemme ALONE /lh

no bc I was thinking abt this earlier n this is kinda dilf!cove (not yall breaking up though)

he's desperate. he acts like he NEEDS some or he's gonna parish

if you ask, he'll beg like a dog for some ass, he rlly will

althoughhhh if we wanna talk abt that scenario....

you can expect some drunk/midnight calls from ex-husband/ex-bf dilf!cove... ANYWAY <33

imagine walking around in something sexy, or short or tight

he's in pieces, following you around n touching you, kissing you n telling you you look gorgeous in that outfit...

if you're teasing him, walking around the house or you're out on the town looking fine as fuck, he's either bricked up or he's like that damn meme, telling his dick to stay down 💀😂

but that's just one basic way to make him desperate

the best way to tease him n have him under your finger, is to edge him alllll day

morning? I'm torn between jerking him off while he sleeps, until he's dripping n twitching n his cock is flushed

also i love the idea of stuffing him with a dildo

or riding him, making yourself cum and pulling away just before he can finish

I think he'd fucking love that, his brain would turn to mush n go straight to his dick I know it 🤭🤭

this big, tired, sexy man with his ass up n stretched around a thick plastic dick

he'd look so pretty...

when he was younger, cove was so embarrassed to own or use monster dildos

but now? he has dildos with knots and ridges,tentacles, n tapered tips. even has one shaped like a dragon (yes im projecting, i wanna be him😩)

so imagine stuffing him w his favorite toy, the ridges drugging along his walls, the tip bumping against his prostate perfectly

and he's so blissed out, loving the stretch from the toy getting thicker at the base..

but then you slip a cockring over him n he whips his head around. he's torn between causing a stink n crying

oh god, imagine making him go about his day, unable to cum but the toy hitting all those delicious spots inside him

his legs are shaking the whole day, he'll fall to his knees tryna wash the dishes because you came up behind him,

n smacked his butt or purposefully thrusted your hips against his butt, the toy slamming against his g-spot..

please don't forget to pull him to the side, shove down his pants and jerk his cock until he's sloppy, tears on his lash line bc he can't cum w this damn ring on...

n pull away, wipe your hands on his shirt n tell him to clean up the pre he dropped...

definitely mutters n calls you mean

tries to grind against the seat/couch, palms his bulge through his jeans... but he can't finish

it's like you know when he's thinking abt taking the ring off n cumming bc then you're there, kissing him n asking him his color/safe word and telling him he's so good, n just a little more...

it makes him dizzy how much you're controlling his pleasure n he loves it

by the time you're ready to let him cum n stop teasing him, he's so easy to pull apart

he'll beg, claw at your clothes, n his legs are shaking n his pants are stained w pre..

when you finally pull the cockring off to let him cum,

doesn't matter if you jerk or suck him off or fuck him, he's so whiny n flushed n teary eyed n babbling

babbling abt how he wants to cum, begs you to fuck him n abt how good your feel n abt how deep you're hitting, or how warm your throat/hole is. you've broken him🤭

even after all that... he begs for more, he loves when you edge n use him like this<333

someone pls come talk to me abt ex-husband dilf!cove i....i have thoughts n im open to maybe a lil toxic, definitely a lot horny ex-husband dilf!cove situationship ykw im sayin

[trannypresident]

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PLEASE READ BEFORE FOLLOWING / INTERACTING !!

hi! i go by ox (like the animal)! transmasculine something-or-other, he/him and it/its. vers switch (dom lean on here. but we ball). 18 >:D ambivalently unlabeled but very t4t. taken :3. ftm but only if the f stands for freak and the m stands for (storybook) monster

what can i do? ♥ :

use titles/petnames/etc with the exception of feminine ones, daddy, babygirl (unless its funny) or anything like excessively weird. stroke my ego if you want <3

nsfw asks open to anyone (respecting limits)

nsfw dms open to mutuals (lest i instigate. or u ask real nicely. STILL respecting limits)

interact if you post my limits but aren't in dni

what can't i do? ☄ :

ask for pics/audio (for now.), location, or any personal info

send me content in limits/dni (no shit)

pester me to "try" a kink that isn't listed, just suggesting is fine

KINKS + LIMITS + DNI UNDER THE CUT !!

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bondage

praise, service

experimentation & inspection

petplay

royalty dynamics

hierophillia

size dif

monsterfucking

sadomasochism

light gore / bloodplay / hard vore?? idk / general violence . (tagged with #⍥🥩) if you think about killing me you have to tell me. preferably in broad detail

knifeplay

control in general. yknow

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objectum

hypno

dumbification

somno

intox (probably just with weed)

cnc, free use (✳ do not instigate first with in dms/asks if its about me subbing - have to be in a mood for it)

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unsanitary/scat/omo etc

fauxcest

hard cnc/rapeplay (the line blurs a little. basically don't call it rape and we're good. this is not a moral thing i just dislike the word.)

labor kink (ovi or breeding w/o pregnancy is okay)

detrans/misgendering kink

i'm not fond of loveless sex (not necessarily conventionally - up to interpretation. weird fucked up psychospiritual devotion and the desire for ultraviolence are still love in their own special way. hope that helps!) explicit mentions of it or of abandonment will turn me off. sorry

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incest

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blog for weird internet fan discourse, i dont gaf and i dont wanna see it. yes this includes self-described proship accounts i am not your animal

"para community", p3do, necro, zoo. i hope you explode

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[sweetestberryofthebunch]

I'm a sneak, so I'm going with all the primes for your actual OTP (Ruveal yourself)

1, 3, 5, 7, 11, 17, 19, 23 and 29.

Picking one ship was sooo hard, there’s so many different dynamics that are so delicious … i did have to go with Rosénali though, that was the ship that finally got me into writing for this fandom in the first place.

1: Who spends almost all their money on the other?

Easy, Rosé is one big spender! She sees something Denali might like at the mall? Bought it! Denali’s eyes linger just a moment on something in a shop window? Bought it! Denali just as much as mentions she could use a snack right now, Rosé already pulled out her phone, UberEats on short dial.

3: Who walks around half naked and who yells at them to put on clothes?

Also Rosé. Why would she hide what god has given her when it’s so nice to look at? Especially in the early stages of their relationship, Denali would get bright red, turning the other way and begging Rosé to please at least put on a shirt! And of course, Rosé relishes in the other woman’s embarrassment, loving nothing more than to tease her.

7: Which one constantly wears the others clothes?

Denali, she loves snooping around Rosé‘s side of the closet until she finds something she likes. May that be a comfortable band T-Shirt, a cute dress or crop top or a pair of shorts, if it fits her Denali will wear it and never give it back.

11: If they were to rob a museum, which one does backflips over the lasers and which one strolls behind with a bag of chips?

Obviously, Denali is the crazy athlete with the blackbelt and Olympic training. And of course, Rosé loves watching her girls succeed.

17: Who keeps getting threatened by the others overprotective sibling?

Since I adore Stephanie’s Child, lets assume they are sisters in this scenario. While Jan welcomes Denali with open arms, always happy to make a new friend or extend their family, Lagoona was a lot more reserved at first. Rosé wasn‘t really one to bring home a partner, she had been dating around and been very vocal about how much she enjoyed her freedom until now, so of course Lagoona was more than a little suspicious of the girl that had changed her sister mind so suddenly at first. Denali tried so hard to make friends though, bringing over homemade cookies and snacks and participating in every family tradition or event without hesitation, eventually Lagoona had to warm up to the sweet girl.

19: How good would your OTP be at parenting?

Oh I think it’s very different for each of them. Denali would be great, she’s more gentle and empathetic and also genuinely gets excited about some kids content herself. Meanwhile, Rosé is very clear that she does not want kids of her own, convinced it would not fit into her lifestyle, which is probably for the better.

23: Who comes home from work to see that the other one has bought a puppy?

Ah, that’s another easy one! One day Rosé comes home from rehearsals to find the house quiet, all she can hear is Denali cooing in another room somewhere, using her baby voice, which of course raised immediate suspicion. Turns out Denali stopped by the shelter on her own way back home, originally only stopping by to donate some of their old blankets and pillows, when an especially anxious little pup had come up to sniff her. Denali probably would’ve fallen in love from that alone, but when the staff told her the brown little dog usually avoids any visitors, she basically had no choice but to take her. Watching the two of them on the carpet in the living room now, Denali throwing a little chew toy that Donut the dog chases after with an excited squeal, Rosé just can’t bring herself to be mad about it either.

29: Which one holds the umbrella over both of them when it rains?

Rosé. She’s always trying to be of service for her babygirl, if it were her way Denali would never even lift a finger. Denali of course loves the romantic gesture, looping her arm through Rosé’s and resting her head on her shoulder with a wide smile.

[botanical-feverdream]

R. Bloem

"Bloemen verwelken... en schepen vergaan..."

Name: R. Bloem Pronouns: she/her :) age: 28 forverer but a 100 something in total Nationality: Dutch (she's mixed race tho) Species: Vampire (VTM) Clan: Toreador, Volgirre Sect: Second Inquisition Location: Changes A LOT as shes stationed at different bases Personality: Kindhearted bootlicker :( Partner: @rural-panoptes (not public knowledge tho) Sire: Miss Valerie who is luckily DEAD. Notes: Bloem is not a good person! she is incredibly kind hearted and general speaking hates violence and the pain and suffering of others. she is also volgirre and sometimes that shows. she is loyal to the second inquisition first and foremost. she IS a hunter. she is also OP and a mass diablerist... her kill count is HIGH.

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HI IT ME AGAIN BIRDY YEAH I RUN THIS IDIOT TOO WHO I LOVE DEARLY EHHHH BE PREPARED FOR THE INCOMPRIHENSIBLE RAMBLINGS OF YE BOI

first of all Hi! Im birdy, 24 years old, a black trans animator from the netherlands. I do da drawing and da makin of da gaymes. I stream on twitch you are always free to reach out to me here in DM's or else on discord The-Nerdy-Birdy#0918 <- JUST BE AWARE I was terrible social anxiety and I may be slow to respond THAT'S NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU PLEASE KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU Im just silly :3 and have my moments. I promise ya tho I love to talk and ramble.

now with that out of the way

Bloem is my babygirl I love her dearly. she comes from a very strict and religious household circa 1910-20 her father and mother were incredibly abusive towards her. its where she learned to be so obedient. or atleast where it started. her friends tried to pull her outta it but it didnt work.

she studied to be a nurse in rotterdam and worked there for a bit in the hospital until the war reached the netherlands and rotterdam got bombed. she then started working wherever med care was needed which included in the field and house visits for people in hiding.

mid hunger winter of 1945 is when Valerie her sire snatched her up for embrace. it was not pretty and the amount screaming bloem did ruined her vocal chords forever. Valerie then blood bonded her and basically made her work in her "club". Valerie was unkind and bloem doesnt like to talk about it much.

after about 20 years of service to valerie the dutch SI named LIGHTHOUSE busted down the club killing vallerie in the process. its how Bloem ended up with the SI still shaken from the snapping of the bond but also so so so thankful to be freed.

ever since shes been working with the SI. being their honeypot as well as heavy fire in battles. though she hunts smaller targets as she primarily lives of vitae and is a bit addicted to it.

SHE WILL ALWAYS TRY AND BE KIND. AS SHE DOES NOT BELIEVE SUFFERING WILL BRING ANY GOOD IN THE WORLD BUT HER VIEWS ARE SEVERLY FUCKED UP AND HER BLOOD DOES NOT HELP WITH IT. shes smart but not great with people and walks into traps if people are just kind to her. she has such a need of authority and guidance its sad.

i hope she will get better eventually. she was... so kind. she deserved better.

[yourmortalenemy]

I posted 761 times in 2022

That's 614 more posts than 2021!

35 posts created (5%)

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#ofmd - 43 posts

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#it’s a constant cycle of waiting and getting nowhere. nadja is your favorite because she is what you wish you were; she takes what she want

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Guillerek? Derllermo? Whatever we’re calling it, I’m about it.

209 notes - Posted September 7, 2022

#4

my favourite genre of men: grown men who you can completely justifiably call ���babygirl’

586 notes - Posted April 15, 2022

#3

So I was just reading this post and it raised a couple points I’d like to talk about real quick. 

Basically it is someone asking why there is so much less audience interaction with fics than there used to be. There’s a few suggested answers but the one I’d particularly like to talk about is the idea that now we live in an age where the internet and social media is ruled by tiktok (and I suppose instagram to a certain extent as well) 

Tiktok is designed so that a user makes as little effort as possible, you don’t have to think, you just have to watch and scroll and tiktok’s algorithm will provide you with hours of content it thinks you will like. It gets people used to the idea that they do not need to contribute because all will be provided for them, people expect to be served. 

So what happens when you get a site like AO3 with no algorithm, no recommendations, a site that isn’t built to serve. We get fic writers (like the one who sent the ask in the post I referred to earlier) who have to put up with less and less feedback and it’s disheartening. Sites like AO3 cannot survive without writers to write and readers to read but if the writers stop seeing the point in writing because they don’t know if their readers even liked what they wrote then I don’t blame them for not wanting to write anymore. 

And I get that sometimes you just don’t have the spoons to think of a comment, I’m not trying to say there’s anything wrong with that. But please don’t just look at something and move on when you’re done without any indication to the author that you liked what they wrote. Even if it’s just quoting a line you liked and saying something like ‘lol’, even if it’s just an emoji, even if it’s just kudos, I promise you that authors see that and we appreciate it. Don’t be afraid of being judged, if you like something SAY SO!! But please for the love of all that is good and holy, do not treat AO3 like tiktok or instagram. That is not sustainable. 

Not to sound like one of the ‘tin foil hat brigade’ (as my mother would say) but I truly believe that algorithms will be death of creativity and freedom of expression. You cannot treat AO3 like tiktok because you cannot treat human beings like robots. It is not shameful to want appreciation, humans need to know they are appreciated. 

Not to get too political here but I am begging you to ask yourself who profits most from feeding you the notion that we can expect people to provide a service while giving them nothing in return.

859 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

#2

Via emeraldcitycomiccon on Instagram

Nathan Foad and Con O’Neill take a pirate terminology quiz. This video is a gem. Some highlights: they just keep making answers up, Con spends a little too long talking about nice ass, Nathan and Con spend almost the whole video so close to each other that Con questions if they look like “young lovers”. It’s exactly the kind of chaos you’d expect from these two.

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My #1 post of 2022

Con O’Neill is having a fabulous time on his twitter dot com right now

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[candiedsour]

How Genshin Impact characters would react to someone flirting with you || (Mondstadt)

Hey everyone! I'll be doing these for the characters in Genshin Impact! There will be 3 parts, this one is for Mondstadt, the second one will be on Liyue and the third one will be on the other nations (〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃), although Liyue wil most likely have 2 or more parts because I have a lot of characters I'd love to do and unfortunately, I do not have enough time to write of all of them in a day ಥ‿ಥ

-a very much sleepy E

Characters included- Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo, Jean, Lisa

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Diluc 🍷🍇

He's secure with your relationship enough to not be ticked off by some random clueless stranger at the bar

Still keeps an eye on you two to make sure the other person doesn't step over the line

If staring doesn't help and the person steps over the line he'd drop whatever he was doing and come over to resolve the situation

The person you were talking to leaned in closer and tried to press his lips against your face.

Since his breath reeked of alcohol and you did what any sensible person would do, put one of your hands up to your nose to cover it.

Diluc notices this immediately and started walking over to you two.

"Do we have a problem here?"

The dude who tried to kiss you nearly shat their pants after seeing Diluc and left before he could even adress them.

"Do not trouble yourself about him y/n. The next time he comes he will be paying 500 mora for assult and he will be apologizing to you in person. "

Kaeya 🥂🏴‍☠️

As much as he flirts with other girls he hates it when he sees someone being a little too close for comfort with you (Hypocrite, I know)

He's not insecure (Obviously) but seeing you with someone else just makes him want to drop kick whoever it is that you're talking to

People would normally don't attempt to flirt with you because they know that you're dating the Calvary Captain but there's ways an occasional traveler who has no idea how things work around Mondstadt

"Did it hurt when you fell from Celestia? Because your beauty is out of this world."

You awkwardly giggle, trying not to cringe. Lord Barbatos knows how long it has been since somebody other than Kaeya had tried to flirt with you.

"It was nice meeting you, but I have some work to finish at the Headquarters." You blurted out as a ditch attempt to get away.

Though, much to your dismay; the daring traveler grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to him.

"Damn, that's harsh. Not even a kiss goodbye, beautiful?"

You desperately pushed yourself away from him, obviously trying to get away.

Some people have started staring at you two by now and your face was red and tears were threatening to spill out of your eyes.

Luckily for you, Kaeya was amongst the staring people and had started walking towards you two.

Cryo vision at the ready.

Kaeya pulled you away from the traveler to behind him.

The atmosphere around him felt cold and threatening. Like that of the storm that once loomed over Mondstadt.

"Greetings from the Knights of Favonious kind Sir, we received a notice that a new Traveler came into the city and we need you at the Headquarters to confirm some... things with you." He informed the traveler with a fake cheery tone.

Even if you couldn't see his face you could sense his signature sadistic smirk by the aura that was surrounding him.

"I didn't do anything to him. He's just a little cold! That's why he's shivering. Isn't that right Traveler?"

Albedo 👨‍🔬📝

He's always busy with lab work, so he's not going to let anyone ruin anything on the rare occasions that you two go out

Always straight to the point

Since he's the Head Alchemist at the Knights of Favonious, he knows he isn't going to get into much trouble if he just decides to give the other person a taste of his punch

He usually wouldn't resort to such 'violent' actions on your date but if the other person is asking for it he knows you don't mind

"This one is on me." The waiter at Good Hunter said with a wink as he put some wolf hook juice in front of you on the table.

You shifted in your seat and Albedo instantly noticed your discomfort.

"We appreciate the gift but, can you please give this to another table? " Albedo stated as he glared at the waiter.

"Not even a thank you from the lady? " The waiter asked in a disappointed tone.

You both knew the waiter wasn't going to drop it so you and Albedo left and had a picnic on Starsnatch Cliff.

Honestly, you both enjoyed the cliff better and it became one of your favorite dating spots.

"This scenery is almost as beautiful as you, my love."

Jean 🐢👑

Jean is basically second Diluc

Doesn't mind if anyone flirts with you, but will step in if she sees that you are uncomfortable

Being Acting Grandmaster has its privileges (not that she'd actually use them, she just threatens people with it.)

"Come on babygirl, not even a kiss?" The creep said as you fastened your pace.

In your honest opinion, 7 am in the morning is way too f-ing early to be dealing with creeps.

If the creep wasn't as drunk as he was right now, he would probably have noticed that you were walking towards the Knights' Headquarters.

He didn't really realise where he was until he saw Jean herself standing next to you.

Almost instantly, he sobered up. He apologized to both you and Jean.

Even if his apologies didn't save him from spending the whole day in jail, the month of community service and 500 Mora fine Jean sentenced him, they were appreciated (kind of.)

"Following a woman around while making offensive remarks is a very serious offense, even though it was at 7 am in the morning while you were drunk. Although I can let you off the hook if y/n here agrees with letting you go with no punishment whatsoever. "

Lisa 📖💜

She's the same as Jean and Diluc

The only difference is that she'd use her vision to electrocute and humiliate the person in public

You don't really meet creeps because of this

Lisa's method of getting rid of creeps is amazing.

You thought to yourself as you relished in the fact that it's been a whole month since you've last seen a creep come up to you.

You walk by the tavern, getting stares from drunk men. But most of them adverted their gaze once they realized who you were.

For those who didn't, their friends or anyone from a table nearby would chuck their gaze to their feet and tell them the supposed 'rumours' of Lisa using her vision on anyone who looked at you funny.

"See? I told you shocking them would work. Honestly, I should do it to every creep in Mondstadt. "

[ariesauthor]

Starstruck

pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!reader

warnings: a brief mention of violence and torture (typical unsub stuff), Just flirting....for now??

word count: 1.9K

a/n: This is my first fanfic so I’m a little nervous, so sorry if it’s kinda rough around the edges. If anyone asks then I’ll make a continuation. Also, I’m sorry if there’s an error in grammar or in the description of the burlesque scene, I’m not an expert in either.

summary: The stars of the nightlife in NYC are being targeted and during the BAU’s investigation Spencer meets a flirty burlesque dancer 

Dr. Reid didn’t think this case was going to be any different from the usual ones the BAU receives but he would later find out how wrong he was. On the jet ride over to New York City, the team goes over the basics of the case.

“So this unsub has been torturing, sexually assaulting, and disfiguring popular women of the nightlife scene”, Penelope briefs on the computer screen. “The first victim was a popular stripper in a high-class strip club. And the second was the #1 hostess in an exclusive hostess bar.“

“All their hair has been cut off and their clothes have been taken off as well”, Morgan observes from the crime scene photos. Emily goes on to add, “he’s definitely angry at them, he goes out of his way to humiliate them”.

“These women are most likely unattainable to this man, he probably has experienced rejection in the past and when these women they reject him, he takes them by force”, Rossi concludes. The team nods in agreement.

Derek turns to the laptop, “Babygirl, is there anything else that these women have in common besides similarity in careers?”

“Hmm, there’s quite a lot of stuff, these women shopped at the same online retailers, frequented the same establishments, it will take some time to find anything noteworthy but when I do I’ll let you know in a flash, good luck lovelies!” And with that Garcia ends the video call.

When the team landed in New York and set up, they split up into units. Hotch and Rossi went to the coroner’s office to visit the bodies of all three victims. JJ and Emily stayed in the station to question the family of the victims. That left Morgan and Reid to visit the establishments each victim worked at.

As Morgan and Reid walk up to the SUV they call from Garcia, “Please tell me you found something sweetheart because we are getting squat.”

“Ok sugar, so since you guys said this guy would need some serious cash just to lay eyes on the victims, I looked at any other establishments that have the same sale rate and popularity as these places and found a burlesque club not far from you. And to top it all off I looked into that club to see if there was any connection with the victims and found a post on social media that one of the victims posted when they attended a show together .”

Morgan and Reid shared a look before asking, “What show were they attending?”

“It looks like it was a show that’s held for the most popular girl at the club. Her name is Y/N L/N and she’s there tonight for a show, sending you the address now.”

“Thanks Mama,” Derek says before turning to Reid, “Let’s go”.

~At the Club~

The pair flashed their badges at the entrance as the security guard let them pass and walk down the narrow steps. Upon arrival into the main area, Morgan walked to the bar on the right towards the bartender.

“Is the manager here? We would like to talk to Y/N L/N.”

The other bartender in the back laughed, “Get in line buddy.”

Morgan showed his badge, “I’m Special Agent Morgan and this is Dr. Reid. It’s important.” The guy in the back widens his eyes before turning back to a customer.

The first bartender responded,” Yeah I can get the manager for you but it will take some time before you can talk to Y/N, she’s about to perform soon. Wait here.” He puts down the towel he was holding and disappears backstage. Just when he does, the flashing lights shut off and a sole spotlight hits the center of the stage. Suddenly, trumpets sound from the music and the curtains pull back to reveal the most gorgeous girl Spencer has ever seen.

A kiss on the hand May be quite continental But diamonds are a girl's best friend

She was wearing a lingerie set that dripped in rhinestone fringe coupled with jewelry and heels that sparkled in the spotlight. Around her lower back and held up by her arms was a fluffy white shawl that was flung behind her as she began dancing. Her deep red lips lipsynced the lyrics and revealed a dazzling smile that stopped the heart of anyone she sent it to.

“Uhh, Morgan do you think that’s Y/N?”, Spencer’s voice raises an octave, looking at him in shock before returning to look at the stunning girl dancing across the stage as cheers erupt from the crowd. Many men raised from their seats and outstretched their hands, some of which had the honor of being reciprocated by Y/N’s delicate ones.

“I think so Big Boy” Morgan replies with a slight smile, the two never breaking their gaze away from her.

But square-cut or pear-shaped These rocks don't lose their shape Diamonds are a girl's best friend

Y/N began to step down the side stairs of the stage and walk amongst the audience. She would trace a hand across someone’s shoulder or cheek. Playfully blowing a kiss or sitting on someone’s lap. Slowly she moved across the room, getting closer and closer to the bar Spencer and Derek were located. Just as she was dancing near the closest table to the bar, the two heard a voice to their right.

“Are you guys the feds?” The two then turn around to face the manager.

“Yes, that’s us.”

“Follow me then.” As the agents follow the manager to the side entrance for backstage, Spencer caught one last glimpse of the beautiful girl five feet away, he could have sworn they made eye contact as she sent him a wink. Spencer unknowingly gulped.

. . . . .

Y/N was exhausted as the curtains closed. Just as she was about to reach for a water bottle extended to her from the stagehand, the manager walked up to her followed by two men.

Now, her job is to literally dance in front of a crowd in sexy clothing.  But having a handsome buff man and a pretty boy approach her while she’s in lingerie and sweaty from a performance made her just a little self-conscious. You recognized the one on the right when you made eye contact with him earlier, he was even cuter up close.

The manager gestures to the men behind her, “Y/N, these men would like to talk to you”.

The two show their FBI badge but the one on the right accidentally holds his upside down, causing you to giggle. He looks startled and confused before the buff man on the right speaks, “Nice to meet you, I’m Special Agent Derek Morgan and this is Dr. Spencer Reid” the one now known as Dr. Reid forms a shy smile as he raises his hand, “we’re part of the FBI’s Behavioral Analysis Unit.”

“We’re here about the recent murders of Amanda Carlisle and Kayla Mcgann, did you know them?”

Your face softened, “Yes I did, I was really sad to hear the news, it’s horrible what happened to them.”

Morgan sent you a sympathetic look. “Would you mind if we asked a couple of questions?” You looked up at him. “No not at all, over here please.” You led them to your vanity and sat down.

“May I ask how you know them?” Morgan started. “We became friends a year ago at a New Years' Eve Party. Kayla approached me when she recognized me from a billboard. Then she introduced me to Amanda.”

The two listened before continuing. “Did they attend a show of yours a couple weeks back?” You nod and explained how it was the first time you had center stage so Amanda and Kayla went to go cheer you on.

The two agents asked some more questions about Kayla and Amanda, like where do they go, who do they know, but they found nothing significant or something they didn’t already know. During this time, it was mostly Agent Morgan who asked you questions, but that didn’t stop you from staring at Dr. Reid, which was probably the reason why he was so speechless.

Morgan clears his throat to grab Reid’s attention before turning back to face you, “Did you know of anyone who would want to harm Amanda and Kayla, someone they rejected?”

“Unfortunately, there’s many like that. That kind of stuff happens pretty often in our line of work. All types of guys approached them asking for a date or one-nightstands. Many of which get turned down. It’s why those two hired personal bodyguards after they started getting more attention.” You noticed the two agents exchange a look before Dr. Reid turns to face you.

“Did they have the same bodyguard?”, he licks his lips in concentration, not noticing how much the action affected you.  “U-um no they didn’t, but they did go through the same hiring service. I have a card from them, Kayla gave it to me in case I wanted to try it out myself.” You turn around and bend down to look in a drawer in your vanity, knowing damn well that your clothes didn’t leave much for the imagination. As you pulled out the card you turned around to see a very red Dr. Reid. As soon as you caught him staring, he averted his eyes. “Where’s Agent Morgan?” you ask.

“He ah-um, stepped aside to answer a call.” You smiled mischievously and said “uh-huh” as you casually walk up to the agent. You extended the card between your two fingers to which he gently received. He mumbles a quiet “thank you”.

You notice him nervously shift his weight to the other foot, gaining more confidence, you decide to lean a little closer to him. You watch as his adam apple bobbed when he swallowed at the movement. To break the silence he asks, “so, you don’t have a bodyguard?”

You stand up straight and shrug, “didn’t feel the need to.”

He finally looks back at you, his eyes squint slightly as he licks his lips again in concentration. He looks you up and down, unintentionally checking you out. “I assume you’re just as popular as Amanda and Kayla were, if not more.”

You blushed at the compliment and roaming eyes, “I regularly take self-defense classes, I feel safer by myself than being around a man.” He nodded in understanding.

“But if it was you then that’s a whole different story,” you mused as you leaned towards him again, this time slightly touching his shoulder. He glanced at his shoulder then met your eyes, to which you instinctively smile. He could see why you were popular, your charm and allure was unexplainable and interacting with you felt effortless yet exciting.

Just then his colleague yells back “that was Hotch, we gotta head back and deliver the profile”.  

The younger agent nods and turns back to you, handing you a card, “thank you for your time, if you remember anything else or have any questions please call us.”

“I’ll be sure to, wouldn’t want to pass up meeting you again.” You remove your hand. “Feel free to come again. I’ll give you a free show.” before sending him a wink.  

Stunned and embarrassed, all Reid can do is nod before turning to around to leave. He bumps into someone in the process, apologizing frantically as he catches up to Morgan.

You watch as Derek pats Spencer’s back.  A presence comes up behind you as you hear, “I didn’t know that was your type.” Another burlesque dancer, Nancy, stands beside you to follow your gaze. “That hot beefcake was standing right there and you chose to flirt with the cute nerdy boy. No wonder you turn down all those hot CEOs, you’re into cute FBI agents.”

“Specifically, THAT cute FBI agent” you laugh. Nancy laughs with you as you two walk to get ready for the next performance.

[darlinvandijk]

Phone Call

Concept: a request where you’re really missing Ruel and really sad/not doing well and he calls and just comforts you and makes it all cute (aka just really fluffy Ruel because hes an angel and we all know it). just like usual send me a dm for a request and whatnot and I’ll be happy to comply (btw this is long as fuck so I apologize) Hope you enjoy :)

Today marks 3 months since the last time I saw Ruel, or at least the last time I saw him in person. He’s on his world tour, but I wasn’t able to go with him like planned, since I had too much school work that I’d need to do, and knowing us we’d never make time for me to actually do it if I went.

So that’s where everything has led up to me at this exact moment, where I’m justsitting in my room after a long day of just everything going wrong, like call me dramatic but today has literally been the absolute worst. I got a D on my sociology test, dropped my tea getting out of the car this morning, got sharpie on the sleeve of my favorite white hoodie, and worst of all just missing my favorite boy more than ever today.

I pull my blankets tighter around my body, trying my hardest to not let my emotions get to me, because I know today wasn’t as bad as it seemed, I’m just a little touchy today making everything seem worse than usual. I let out a choked sob as I feel the tears start to make their way down my face, knowing that there’s no way to get out of the complete mess I’m about to become.

Right as I breakdown, I hear the ping of my phone, alerting me that I got a text. Guess who it is, oh wait we all know it’s the giant oaf I call my boyfriend.

Hey baby, I miss you a lot and thought I’d let you know Hi bubs, I miss you too, what’re you up to? In my hotel room, finished everything I needed for the day so all I have left is soundcheck and the concert tmw Excited for the Paris show? Mhmm, enough about me, I want to talk about you Eh nothing exciting, pretty boring day today. Are you okay love? You seem a little off I’m okay, just tired that’s all

As soon as I send that text, my screen lights up with an incoming phone call. I give myself a few seconds, trying to contain the sobs and tears so that Ruel doesn’t notice, he doesn’t need the extra stress of worrying about me. As soon as I pick up, he’s already talking and throwing questions at me.

“Baby what’s going on? I know you’re lying to me, just because I can’t see you, doesn’t mean I can’t tell. Are you okay? Did something happen? Do I need to fly down or fly you out here? Baby-“ Ruel rambles with anxiety lacing his voice, causing the tears I was holding at bay, to be released. I let out a small whimper as the tears pour out, instantly causing him to stop talking and cut off his sentence.

“I’m sorry, I’m honestly okay, just a little emotional today” I mumble out, not able to talk loud with my voice shaking so much. I hear him let out a sigh before he starts talking.

“Babygirl, tell me the truth. I know it’s more than just that, please talk to me baby. I can’t help you if you don’t let me.” He pleads, knowing that I’m never like this, even if I am emotional sometimes.

“I just really miss you, it’s been three months, and today was just horrible. Nothing went right for me Ruel. I basically failed my soc test, dropped my drink everywhere this morning, and then I got fucking sharpie on your white hoodie. You know it’s my favorite” I cry out, finally letting all my emotions out, knowing he’s the only one that’ll truly be able to talk me down from my breakdown.

“Baby, you can retake the test, one test won’t ruin your life, you’re too smart to let something like that fuck you up. I’ll send you money to get a new drink tomorrow if that helps, and babe it’s just a hoodie. I’ll buy you 50 more of that exact hoodie if it’ll make you happy.” He states, trying to reason with me to make me feel better. I let out a whimper, because none of those things are going to make me happy. I just want my boyfriend back.

“I don’t want any of those things ruel!” I sob, causing him to take in a deep breath, finally realizing what the source of the issue was. He gives me a few seconds to calm my breathing before asking me a question.

“Then what do you want princess? Name it and I’ll make it happen, I promise.” He states with so much conviction in his voice, that I almost believe it.

“I want you. I want you back home with me. I don’t want more hoodies because I want yours, I want the ones that smell like you and have all the tears and stains because you always seem to trip or spill something on them. I just want you.” I whisper out, feeling completely broken for the first time when it comes to having a part time long distance relationship.

I hear him let out a sound of distress before the call hangs up. I stare at my phone in shock, not able to comprehend that he just hung up on me. Before I can lose it, I get an incoming FaceTime call. I answer it while pulling the blankets over me so that he can barely see me, as I set my phone up against my side table, so that I don’t have to hold it while talking to him.

Ruel sits there, with his phone in a similar position, letting him just lean back and watch me. I see the slight crease between his eyebrows, letting me know he’s stressed out because of this.

“Hi baby, I wanted to see that pretty face of yours, but I can only do that if you move the blankets.” He says with a small smile on his face, causing me to rapidly shake my head, really not wanting him to see me like this.

“I look ugly. My eyes are probably puffy and my face is splotchy from crying. Like I’m literally still crying, so I don’t want you to see me” I whisper back, feeling completely insecure, even though he has seen me cry countless times over the length of our 2 year relationship.

“First of all, you’re never ugly. I don’t care if you go bald and even lose your eyebrows, you’ll still be the prettiest girl in the world. Let me see that beautiful face of yours, or I might just lose my mind” He says, trying to joke with me to make me feel better. I let out a quiet laugh at how dramatic he’s being, causing him to instantly breakout in a grin, knowing he’s finally reaching me.

I pull down the blankets from around my head, causing him to just watch me, with a look of awe on his face. He looks at my slightly puffy and red rimmed eyes, my hair that’s in a messy falling apart bun, and the red splotches around my face from crying so much. He also takes in the tear streaks that are going down my face, still managing to think that I’m the most beautiful girl he’s ever laid his eyes on.

“Fuck you’re gorgeous” He says with a lovestruck grin on his face. I immediately roll my eyes and try to cover my face, hoping he doesn’t notice the way my face turns red from his compliments.

“Shut up Rueloff, you’re just saying that to make me feel better” I retort, making him lean back with a hand over his heart like I shot him.

“Excuse me baby, I don’t lie. You’re fucking beautiful, like I have the hottest girlfriend in the world if I’m being blunt about it.” He laughs with a boyish smile on his face, causing me to throw my head back with a laugh. Loving the way he looks at me, with that little twinkle in his eye.

“I miss you. I really miss you, please come back” I mumble with a small sad smile taking over my face. I see him straighten up from my change in mood, before he tilts his head to the side and gives me a small loving smile.

“I’ll be back before you know it. I miss you more than anything baby, I have an idea but I’ll tell you about it soon, I just need to talk to Nate and figure some things out.” He mumbles with a smirk on his face, letting me know he’s up to something.

“Okay, I can’t wait to hear about this idea of yours” I laugh out, trying my hardest to ignore the way he’s looking at. I see his eyes shift down to the hoodie I’m wearing, since the blanket fell off my shoulders.

“Baby you can barely even see the sharpie on the sleeve, but don’t worry I got about 3 hoodies here that I’ll make sure you get, smell just like me and one of them even has some mystery stain on it” He says with a big smile causing me to snort at the fact that he’s such a mess.

“Ew bubs, you can keep the mystery stain one.” I say watching him glare at me, for laughing about his dirty hoodie. He looks me over again and just smiles. I look down and play with my fingers, not liking how intense his gaze is.

“I love you” he says, with the biggest smile on his face. I look up at him and slightly tear up again as I just stare and wonder how I got such a beautiful person to love me and all my faults.

“I love you too, more than anything.” I reply with as much love as possible, hoping he can hear and feel how much I truly feel for him. He gives me a breathtaking smile, before turning a cute shade of pink from blushing.

“Stooop you’re making me blush” he whines out, trying to give me a glare but ruining the act by laughing. I smile at him as I watch the way his eyes light up as he laughs, the way he tilts his head to laugh but watch me at the same time, the way he looks at me like he’s seeing me for the first time.

We talk for another hour or so before hanging up since he had to go and get food, because Nate told him no more room service. I sigh a little bit once we end the call, before realizing I’ll be okay, a little distance for a bit won’t hurt us.

Two weeks pass by before I get a phone call from Ruel, I stare at the screen with a perplexed look, considering we just got off the phone an hour ago. We talk every single day, but he’s never called me before without sending a text first to make sure I’m not doing anything, I start to get nervous thinking it’s an emergency.

“Hello? Ruel are you okay?” I instantly spew out with anxiety lacing my time before he can even get a word in. I hear him start laughing on the other end of the receiver before hearing Nate yell at him to hurry up.

“Haha babygirl, calm down. I’m okay and I’m not hurt. I can finally tell you the idea I had, well not an idea anymore since I made it reality.” He says, I can literally hear the smirk in his voice, instantly causing me to roll my eyes at his cocky tone.

“Okay Rueloff, what’s this amazing plan that you have?” I sassily reply. I hear him start snickering, causing me to become weary since Ruel only has that laugh when he’s about to do something crazy.

“Ohhh babygirl I don’t think you’re ready, are you ready? Like really ready? Like positively ready? I don’t think you are” he basically sings out, with pure excitement filling his voice. I feel myself getting filled with anticipation on what my crackhead boyfriend is about to do. Before I can even reply to him to shut up and tell me, my phone gets an alert.

“Look at the text” He basically screeches out, causing my to fumble and put him on speaker so I can still hear him as I check the message. What I see leaves me shell shocked, I was expecting a new collab with an artist I love, not him to completely go all out.

“Oh my god Ruel what” I choke out with tears pouring down my face, a few sobs coming out from the overwhelming emotions I have running through me.

“That’s your boarding pass for tomorrow, see you in Norway baby” He shouts, his voice wavering, letting me know this gap of not seeing each other and finally getting to reunite is affecting him as much as it’s affecting me.

That’s how a little over 24 hours later, I end up falling asleep in the arms of my beautiful boyfriend. Listening to his quiet breaths as he holds me as tight as he can. Feeling his soft skin and taking in the moment, the moment where I truly got to feel whole again. I finally drift off, hearing the quiet “I love you” and feeling the soft kiss to my temple, letting me know I’m back where I’m supposed to be, with my soulmate.

[imagines-ahs]

Affection - Sixty-Seven: Back at Alice’s.

Mine and @mistyyygoode‘s story!

TW: Mentions of drug addiction, mention of past suicide attempt, mention of having PTSD, and mention of past minor child abuse.

Shelby and Morganne looked in the direction of Audrey's voice, smiling at her

"Morning, gorgeous." Shelby smiled.

"Morning, Auntie Drey." Morganne said.

Audrey smiled a little more. She walked to the bed and climbed up it, turning to the two. "How are my girls?" she asked softly, eyes swallowed from sleeping.

"We're okay, talking about when I go to L.A.." Morganne said softly as she put her book aside.

Shelby smiled at how cute her lover looked in her sleepy state. "And we were waiting for you to wake before ordering breakfast." She said.

As Morganne put her book aside, Audrey snuggled closer to the two, letting her read rest against Shelby's knee and her arms hug the girl, causing her to lay as well. "Hmm, thank you for waiting." She said softly, placing a kiss on top of the girl's head, and then puckering her lips up for Shelby to kiss.

Shelby smiled before leaning down to press a kiss to her lover's lips. She brought her hand to Audrey's hair, gently stroking it. "You're welcome, baby. What do you guys want to eat?" she asked.

"Pancakes!" Both Morganne and Audrey said, giggling as they did so.

"With a lot of syrup!" The girl added.

"Oh, yes." Audrey smiled cheekily.

Shelby chuckled softly. "Okay. Let me go call room service." She said before getting up from the bed.

Audrey whined as she pouted. "More kissies before."

Shelby chuckled before leaning down to place a loving, passionate kiss on her lover's lips. She pulled away only to peck her lips a handful of times before pulling away. "Better?" she asked playfully.

Audrey giggled as she kissed her lover back, caressing her lover's cheek as she did so. "Yes." She smiled.

Morganne giggled as well.

"I'll be right back," Shelby said before leaving the room to place the order.

Audrey nodded as she smiled at her lover, letting her go.

Morganne turned to the actress' side so she was hugging her, laying basically on top of her.

The woman hugged her gently. "Did you sleep well, sweetpea?"

"Mhm," the girl nodded. "Did you?"

"I did, thank you." Audrey smiled sweetly.

Once the order was placed, Shelby joined them back in the bedroom. She took her place next to them again, only this time laying down, so she was on the other side of Morganne. She smiled softly at her lover as she wrapped her arms around them. "It'll be here in thirty minutes or so."

"That's perfect." Audrey smiled, pulling herself and the girl closer to Shelby. "Is juice coming, too?"

"Of course," Shelby said with a smile. "I got apple, orange, and grape. I didn't know which you guys would want."

"So many," Morganne said softly. "I like all of them."

"Me too." Audrey smiled.

"I do too, so I'll drink whatever you guys don't," Shelby said softly, a small yawn following her words.

Audrey smiled sweetly to her lover, caressing her cheek. "Still sleepy, my love?"

"Just a little," Shelby said softly. "I'll be okay once we eat. I ordered some coffee too."

"I don't like coffee," Morganne said softly.

"It's not very good, but it's nice to wake up," Audrey said softly, hand still caressing her lover's cheek.

Shelby leaned into her lover's touch, loving it. "I'd rather have tea, but I'm extra sleepy this morning." She explained.

Audrey couldn't help but smirk softly, thinking about what they had done before sleeping.

"I prefer tea, too." Morganne smiled.

"I'm sure I could order some if you want it," Shelby said, trying to not let a smirk work its way onto her lips.

"I'm okay with juice. Thank you so much, Auntie Shel." The girl smiled softly.

Audrey bit her lip as she kept staring at her lover, the smirk still present.

"You're welcome, sweetheart." Shelby said as she looked down at Morganne. When she looked up at her lover, she bit her lip at well, seeing the look behind her eyes.

Audrey chuckled softly before hugging Morganne a little tighter. "How many pancakes will you eat, sweetpea?" she asked as she looked down at the girl.

"Three! I'm starving!" Morganne exclaimed.

Shelby chuckled softly. "How will there be any for us?" she teased with a large smile.

"Oh... um... sorry." Morganne giggled shyly.

"She's joking, lovely." Audrey giggled. "You can eat as many as you want. I want to see that belly full."

"I agree." Shelby chuckled. "You can eat all of them if you want. I got a muffin with eggs and hash-browns." She explained.

"Hey! I want pancakes too!" Audrey teased, pouting at them, causing Morganne to giggle.

Shelby laughed as well. "I got you guys two stacks of pancakes, so there's plenty of them for you two." She said with a smile.

"Yay!" Audrey and Morganne said, laughing right after.

"Me and Auntie Drey are twins!" Morganne exclaimed.

"You are!" Shelby smiled brightly. "You are just like Audrey."

Before anyone could say anything, there was a knock at the door.

"I'll get that," Shelby said before getting up.

"Let me help you, baby." Audrey said softly, starting to get up as well. "Sweetpea, go wash your hands."

"Okay!" The girl exclaimed as she went to the bathroom. "Thank you," Shelby said as she waited for her lover. She opened the door when they both reached it, and a waiter pushed a cart in.

On it was two plates with a stack of pancakes, one muffin, a plate of eggs, a plate of bacon, a pot of coffee with creamer on the side, and three different juices.

Audrey felt her eyes opening wide as she saw the food. "Wow," she laughed softly, the waiter smiling at them before going to the door.

"Jesus, what I wouldn't do to be in this room with you two." He smirked, staring up and down at Shelby and Audrey, biting his lip as he did so, focusing on their thighs.

"Uh..." Shelby looked at him with shock, taken aback by his words.

Just then, Morganne came out of the bathroom. "So much food!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah... you can leave without a tip, asshole." Shelby said.

Audrey was about to say something when Morganne came back, biting her lip to not make a scene in front of the girl. However, she made sure to look at the tag on the man's shirt as she closed the door on his face. "I'll make a call and I'll be right back to eat." She said furiously, storming to their room.

Shelby shook her head as she started moving the plates to the table. "What do you want to drink, sweetheart?" she asked Morganne.

Audrey grabbed the phone and called the reception, the same man from yesterday picking up. "Hi, it's Audrey Tindall in here... yes, thank you, however, the employee that just came here with our breakfast, Jack, made some very rude comments about me and my fiancé, and I'd like to report it... yes... I hope so, thank you so much, have a great day."

"Apple, please." Morganne smiled sweetly to Shelby. "Um... is Auntie Drey mad?"

"Yes," Shelby sighed as she poured the juice. "I am too..." she said softly.

"Was it something I did?" the girl asked, brows furrowing. "Are you guys breaking up?!" her eyes got teary.

"I reported it," Audrey sighed as she entered the living room area again.

"N-no, no, honey. It's nothing like that." Shelby said quickly. "That man who brought the breakfast made a very rude comment."

"What happened?" Audrey asked as she saw the girl's teary eyes, voice full of concern.

"Auntie Shel told me you were mad, and I thought you guys were breaking up." Morganne explained.

"Oh no. No, no, no, not at all, honey." Audrey quickly reassured. "As Shelby said, it was just that man's comment."

"You are stuck with me, haven't I told you that yet? I love you all too much to go anywhere." Shelby said with a soft smile.

Morganne smiled brightly at them. "I love you, aunties." She said shyly.

"We love you, too, so much." Audrey smiled as she stepped closer. "Do you mind pouring some orange juice for me, babygirl?"

"Not at all, babydoll. And we love you too." Shelby said before placing a kiss atop Morganne's head. She poured the juice for her lover, and then coffee for herself.

Morganne smiled at Shelby as Audrey caressed the girl's back.

The actress then took one of the plates with pancakes and went to the table, placing it on, and then coming back to take the other one.

Shelby brought the drinks over, handing them to everyone. "Here you go." She said before going back to grab her muffin, eggs, and bacon.

Audrey smiled at Shelby as she grabbed the cup.

Morganne did the same as she sat down with the actress.

Shelby sat down next to her lover and across from Morganne. She peeled the paper from her muffin and cut it up before adding butter. She hummed when she took a bite, thinking it was delicious.

Audrey smiled at her lover.

Morganne took the syrup before she started to put on the pancakes.

"Are you okay, my love?" Audrey asked her lover, caressing her free hand. "With what the man said, I mean."

"Yes, it was just creepy and so unnecessary," Shelby said. She moved her hand to Audrey's, lacing their fingers together.

Audrey caressed her lover's fingers, nodding as she did so. "It was... very, very unnecessary."

"What did he say?" the girl asked, putting the syrup container down, her pancakes being soaked with it, just like Audrey's always did.

"You don't want to know," Shelby said with a small sigh. She started to eat more, finding that all of the food was delicious.

Audrey softly let her hand go from her lover's to put syrup on her pancakes. "It was something gross, sweetpea, not appropriate for your age." She said softly.

"Yeah," Shelby sighed. "But everything is good now. Let's not dwell on it and enjoy our breakfast."

"That's right." Audrey nodded, finishing to put syrup on her pancakes. They were just as soaked as Morganne's.

"Okay," the girl nodded.

"I still don't understand how you eat your pancakes like that." Shelby chuckled playfully.

Audrey and Morganne stared down at their plates, and then at each other.

"Is there another way?" Audrey asked, Morganne and her chuckling right after.

"I use about half that amount." Shelby chuckled.

"How?" Morganne asked. "Then it's not tasty."

"I agree." Audrey nodded as she cut her pancakes, taking a bite of it and humming at the taste.

"Good?" Shelby asked before eating more of her eggs.

"Very." Audrey nodded, taking another bite.

Morganne took one as well.

Both of them were covered in syrup.

"I swear you two need bibs or something." Shelby chuckled before dipping a napkin in water and cleaning them both up.

"Oh, Lord." Audrey giggled.

Morganne giggled too.

The actress cleaned herself while her lover cleaned the girl.

Shelby smiled as she wiped the girl's chin clean. "There you go." She said before returning to her food.

"Thanks," the girl smiled shyly, starting to eat again as well.

The actress smiled at the two as she took a sip of her drink. "After breakfast, I'll call Alice... see when she wants to meet to talk."

"Okay, baby. Remember, I'm here for you." Shelby said with a small smile.

Audrey nodded as she smiled softly.

Morganne just watching them as she kept eating.

Soon, Shelby finished her food, and leaned back in her chair, feeling full. She sipped on her coffee while she waited for Audrey and Morganne to finish.

Audrey started losing her appetite as she thought about the talk they were going to have. She stopped eating halfway through her plate.

Morganne, however, ate the whole thing quickly, drinking all her apple juice right after. "I'm so full." She giggled.

"I bet you are!" Shelby smiled. She saw the look on Audrey's face, and her smile faded. "Why don't you get cleaned up, honey. You've got syrup everywhere." She laughed softly, hoping it would give her time with Audrey alone.

"Okay," the girl giggled, starting to get up. "I'll change clothes and get ready for the day, too." She smiled.

The actress smiling softly at her as she walked away.

"Are you okay, gorgeous?" Shelby asked softly as she rested her hand on her lover's.

"I guess..." Audrey took a deep breath, caressing her lover's hand. "I'm... nervous, that's all... I lost my appetite."

"I'm sorry, baby." Shelby said softly. She caressed Audrey's hand softly before bringing it to her lips to kiss. "I will be right by your side the whole time."

"I know," Audrey said softly, smiling sweetly to her lover. "And I'm very, very thankful for it."

"I love you so much," Shelby said before leaning to her lover, kissing her lips gently. "So, so much."

Audrey let her free hand caress her lover's cheek, smiling softly as they kissed. "I love you more." She kissed Shelby again. "So, so much more."

"Not possible." Shelby smiled against her lover's lips. "As you say, we love each other equally."

"Okay, I can live with that." Audrey giggled, kissing her lover once again before pulling apart. "I think we should get going..." she pouted.

"Okay, baby. I'm going to check my phone to see if my lawyer ever called before getting dressed." Shelby said before standing up. She kissed Audrey one last time before downing the last of her coffee.

Audrey smiled as she got up, nodding as she did so. She went to their room and the bedside table, grabbing her phone and taking a deep breath as she pressed on her sister's contact.

Shelby followed after her lover, grabbing her phone from her purse. She sat on the bed as she looked through her messages, and then her emails. She found one from her lawyer, reading over it before looking over at Audrey, seeing that she had the phone up to her ear.

"Hey... Oh, A-Anne... yes, yes it's Audrey... I was, um, j-just calling to see if you guys were, um, already up..." the actress bit her lip. "Oh okay... we should b-be there in a few... o-okay... bye."

Shelby bit her lip when she heard Anne's name. She held out her hand for Audrey, motioning for the woman to come sit with her. "What did she say?"

Audrey sat down with her lover as she hung up. "She just told me they were just waking up... but she seemed nervous, like me..." she explained.

Shelby wrapped her arm around her lover's waist, holding her close. "I feel like everything will be okay... it was a misunderstanding. It's still horrible, but it was a misunderstanding." She said softly.

"I think so, too... but I'm still mad at how they talked to you." Audrey snuggled closer to her lover, putting her phone away. "I want them to apologize."

"I do too, babydoll. It wasn't fair. We didn't know, and it still doesn't justify anything." Shelby said.

"Yes..." the actress sighed softly. "Anne has some problems, too, you know... and I never thought about addressing it when fighting."

"She does?" Shelby asked softly. She caressed her lover's back as she pulled her closer.

"Mhm..." Audrey nodded, letting her head rest on top of her lover's shoulder. "Her parents were both drug addicts, and she basically raised herself until she was six. That's when she confronted her mom and she told her that Anne was a mistake, and no one cared for her." The actress said lowly, not wanting Morganne to hear them.

"Shit..." Shelby breathed out. "I never knew... I mean, obviously, but still..."

"Yes..." Audrey sighed softly. "That's why she has this tough, no feelings shell... she's actually very insecure, but she's afraid to be left again so she doesn't show it... I think she got 'mad' at us for being able to show our insecurities to one another, to feel comfortable saying them... it's sad, but it didn't excuse her to treat you the way she did."

"It makes sense... but, like you said, it's no excuse. She needs to work on that for herself and not be upset with us." Shelby said. "I hope we can talk civilly today."

"I hope so, too... I hope they talked about it. It would help a lot in their relationship." Audrey sighed once again.

"I agree, babydoll. But we have to remember that their relationship has nothing to do with us, and if something happens with them, it's not on us." Shelby said softly, hoping to reassure her lover.

The actress nodded as she snuggled just a little closer to Shelby, hugging her as she buried her face to the crook of her fiancé's neck. "I love you... you're the best."

Shelby held her lover closer, wrapping both arms around her. "I love you too, babydoll. So, so much. And you are the best."

Audrey smiled to herself as she shook her head.

Morganne then entered the room fully dressed and ready for the day. Her brows furrowed softly when she saw the two. "Is everything alright, aunties?" she asked.

"Yes," Shelby said as she pulled away slightly. "We were just talking, that's all, sweetheart." She smiled.

Audrey softly pulled away, smiling to the girl. "We're okay, sweetheart."

"Okay..." Morganne nodded. "I'm ready for the day."

"We should get dressed too," Shelby said as she started to slowly pull away, giving her lover time to pull her back if she wanted.

"Yes..." Audrey pulled away completely, starting to get up as well.

"Are we going to my house?" the girl asked.

"We are," Shelby said as she grabbed her leggings off the floor.

Audrey grabbed her jeans and saw Shelby's panties coming out of her back pocket. Biting her lip, she put it back inside before starting to put them on.

"Okay." Morganne smiled, sitting on the bed and waiting for her aunts to be ready.

"Sweetpea... I'm sorry if yesterday was not very fun. I know it was not the best time to be around me..." the actress said softly, sadly.

Shelby frowned at her lover's tone. She grabbed her leggings and pulled them on before heading to the bathroom to brush her teeth and hair.

"It's okay, Auntie Drey." Morganne said with a soft smile. "I love you." She said before hugging her aunt tightly.

Audrey smiled brightly as she hugged her niece back. "I love you too, sweetheart."

"And it was fun," Morganne said as she pulled apart. "We ate pizza and watched Frozen, that's cool."

Shelby smiled brightly when she walked back into the bedroom, hair was braided now and out of her face. "It was fun, huh?" she said as she walked over to them.

"It was!" The girl exclaimed, turning to Shelby and opening her eyes wide. "Elsa..." she whispered underneath her breath.

Which caused Audrey to chuckle softly as she started putting her bra and sweater on.

Shelby chuckled softly as she grabbed her shoes to put on. "All I need is her pretty dress!"

"Can you please come to my next birthday as Elsa? It'll be princess themed!" Morganne asked with puppy eyes. Audrey bit her lip as she looked at her lover, and then at the girl.

"Sweetpea, we won't be able to come to your birthday... you know how I just get one or two breaks per year..." she explained softly, cautiously.

Shelby bit her lip as she looked to the girl. "When is your birthday, sweetheart?" she asked, wondering if she could make it just for a couple of days.

"It's November seventh." The girl answered. "And it's okay... I know how it works, Auntie Drey." She smiled softly to the actress, who smiled sweetly in return.

"Well, maybe this summer we can celebrate it early, just the three of us. And if we plan the wedding near my birthday, we'll get a giant cake for all of us." Shelby offered, smiling softly at Morganne.

"Yes!" Morganne smiled excitedly. "That'd be so cool!"

"I agree." Audrey smiled, starting to put her boots now.

"Of course, it's going to be a cheesecake." Shelby said playfully. "Do you like cheesecake?" she asked the girl. "

I do, chocolate one!" Morganne exclaimed

Audrey chuckled softly as she walked to the bathroom. She took a deep breath, starting to feel nervous once again. She brushed her hair and then her teeth, washing her face right after.

"Chocolate cheesecake is my favorite!" Shelby grinned widely. "Hey, sweetheart, why don't you go pack up your clothes and books while I go wash my face, I forgot." She said, lying, she wanted to check Audrey.

"Okay!" The girl nodded, running to the other room to put her things together.

Shelby walked to the bathroom, and behind her lover, wrapping her arms around her waist. "Hey, babydoll. You okay?"

Audrey smiled softly to her lover, from the mirror, starting to dry her face now. "I guess..." she took a deep breath. "I'm nervous."

Shelby placed a gentle loving kiss over the small tattoo on the back of Audrey's neck. "It's okay to be nervous. Just try to remember that no matter what happens, no matter what is said I'm here for you. I will always stand by you." She said softly as she looked at Audrey through the mirror.

Audrey smiled tenderly as she put the towel down, nodding softly as she turned to her lover, caressing her neck. "I know, baby... that's what is keeping me sane." She said softly.

Shelby leaned forward to kiss Audrey's lips tenderly. "I love you so much." She says against her lover's lips.

"I love you so, so much." Audrey said softly, kissing Shelby again, caressing her cheek.

Shelby sighed as she pulled away softly, resting her forehead against her lover's. "I could stand here with you all day. Just us in each other's arms."

"Me too, babygirl... I really could." Audrey said softly, rubbing their noses together right after, giggling sweetly.

"I love you so, so much." Shelby said with a smile before kissing her lover once more.

"Ready?" Morganne asked from outside the bathroom.

Audrey kissed her lover back, pulling apart with a small chuckle as Morganne came to the bathroom. "Yes, sweetpea." She said softly. "Did you get all of your things? Including the clothes that were in the bathroom?"

"Yes," the girl nodded.

"I guess we're ready then." Shelby said as she pulled apart from her lover. She was just as nervous as Audrey, but she didn't show it, she wanted to be the strong one right now, she had to be.

"Yes," Audrey nodded, starting to guide them back to the room, taking her lover's hand.

"Mhm," Morganne nodded, following them.

Shelby grabbed their purses, and walked over to the door, opening it for the other two before stepping out into the hall. Audrey smiled at her lover before walking out of the room.

Morganne followed right after. Her tiny hands held her book.

The actress waited for Shelby to step out and took her purse, not wanting her lover to carry everything alone.

Shelby smiled as she handed her lover's purse over. She closed the door and took Audrey's hand again. "Do you want me to carry your book?" she asked Morganne.

Morganne took Audrey's free hand, staring up at Shelby with a shy smile. "Just if you don't mind..."

"Not at all," Shelby said with a soft smile just before they reached the elevator. She offered her hand to take the book.

Morganne gave her the book and entered the elevator.

Audrey pulled Shelby inside, too. She started chewing on her bottom lip as her eyes got fixated on the wall, her mind racing with thoughts.

"Thanks, Auntie Shel." The girl smiled as she pressed the button.

"Of course, sweetheart." Shelby said before wrapping her free arm around Audrey's waist, holding her lover. "It's okay," she whispered.

Audrey smiled as she rested her head on her lover's shoulder, nodding softly.

Soon, the door opened again, and Morganne guided them out and to the cashier.

It was the same man from the night before and he smiled at them widely. "Checking our Mrs. and Mrs. Tindall?" he asked.

"Yes," Shelby said as she handed the key back over.

"Did you enjoy your stay? Of course, taking off our ex-employee disrespectful part? He's been already fired, ladies." He explained as he took the key.

"It was awesome, thank you so much." Audrey smiled at him.

"Yes, thank you." Shelby smiled. "Alright, with the room service added on top of the bill it'll be an extra $100." He said.

"Okay." Audrey nodded, handing him the credit card.

The man quickly did the transaction, handing the card back to them. "Thank you so much for staying with us."

"Thank you," Shelby said before guiding her lover and Morganne out of the hotel and to the car.

Audrey smiled at the man and followed after the two. She opened the car and Morganne quickly got inside. Then, she opened the door for her lover.

"Thank you," Shelby said before placing a kiss on her lover's lips, and then got into the car. She leaned over her seat to hand Morganne her book.

Audrey smiled sweetly at the kiss, nodding as she got to the other side of the car and got in, instantly bucking herself up. "You guys ready, lovelies?"

"I am," Shelby said.

"Me too!" Morganne said happily. "I'm going to read on the way if that's okay."

"Of course," Shelby said.

"Of course, sweetpea. But if your head hurts, stop, okay?" Audrey said sweetly, starting the car.

"Yes." The girl nodded.

Shelby grabbed her lover's free hand, lacing their fingers together. "I love you so much." She said softly.

Audrey smiled sweetly to her lover, caressing her fingers as she did so. "I love you more than anything, babygirl."

For the rest of the ride, they were silent.

Shelby stared out the window as she caressed her lover hand with hers, occasionally bringing it to her lips to kiss tenderly.

Audrey kept taking deep breaths during the ride, smiling softly each time she felt a kiss on her hand. Soon, she parked the car. She bit her lip as she took a huge, deep breath.

"Morganne, why don't you head on inside? We'll be there in a minute." Shelby suggested.

"Okay! I miss Mommy!" The girl said happily, getting out of the car and running to the house.

Alice instantly opened the door and hugging her, Anne right after.

Shelby bit her lip as she saw the couple. "It's okay to be okay, babydoll. Remember I'm here. Okay?"

Audrey nodded as her eyes kept glued on the other couple. "I don't know why I'm so nervous..." she said softly, letting out a sigh, looking at blue eyes.

"I think it's because what Alice told you yesterday... it's-it's fucked up," Shelby said before looking down to their joined hands. "If I'm being honest..."

Audrey bit her lip as she nodded, staring down as well. "It is... but Alice didn't m-mean bad..."

"I know..." Shelby sighed before unbuckling herself. "We can sit in here all day, but it won't help anything. The sooner we get the talk over the better." She said in a hopeful tone.

"You're right..." Audrey sighed, unbuckling herself as well, starting to get off of the car.

Shelby let her lover's hand go, and got out as well, meeting Audrey on the other side. She took her hand again before going up to the house. As they walked, she lightly squeezed her lover's hand, trying to reassure her.

Audrey closed the car and took her lover's hand, taking one last deep breath before they entered the house. She shut the door behind them and proceed to the living room. The found Anne and Alice sitting down on the couch, holding each other's hands.

Shelby couldn't help but gulp, the atmosphere around them wasn't as pleasant or welcoming as she would have liked it to be. She wasn't sure how this was going to go, but she was hoping and praying that it would end up being okay.

Audrey bit her lip harsher as she sat down, pulling Shelby with her, holding her hand tightly. "H-hi..."

"Hi..." Alice said softly, staring down as well. "Um... are you guys o-okay?"

"Yeah..." Shelby said, it wasn't the full truth, but it wasn't a whole lie either. "You guys okay?"

"Yeah," Anne said in the same worrisome tone.

"Good..." Audrey said softly, taking a deep breath.

"You too..." Alice said, finally staring up. "Okay," she breathed out. "Let's set things straight... me and Anne talked, and we apologize for yesterday, still, I think you guys should apologize, too."

Shelby bit her lip as she looked over to her lover, and then back at the other couple. "Thank you for apologizing." She said.

"Y-yes... but, what are we going to apologize for?" the actress asked, deciding she would not make it easy over the other two.

"For screaming, and for being rude with Anne," Alice said firmly.

Anne stared at them with a somewhat pissed off look that mixed with worry. "I didn't deserve that."

Shelby felt her jaw clench. She felt like Anne didn't get it as bad as she would have liked her too.

Audrey bit her lip as she squeezed her lover's hand a little. "We didn't k-know the whole story, and neither d-do you about why we are so insecure."

"Then explain," Anne said. Shelby sighed as she tried not to roll her eyes.

"I know Audrey would never cheat on me..." she started with as she lightly squeezed her lover's hand. "But I have horrible PTSD from my ex-husband... n-not only about that, but other things too." She explained firstly.

Alice bit her lip as she pulled Anne closer by the waist. "And that gives you the right to be rude to my girlfriend?"

"No, and Shelby wasn't rude at all, I was there," Audrey answered. "And, does what Anne went through gives her right to be rude at Shelby?" she arched her eyebrows.

Shelby bit her lip as her eyes dropped. "If you felt like I was rude, I apologize for that, but I wasn't trying to be. I was defending myself and Audrey." She explained.

Anne looked from Audrey to Shelby. "You still had no right to act that way toward me."

"Anne, honestly, I don't understand what you're talking about." Audrey confessed. "Shelby just asked if you would apologize if she wasn't there, that was all."

"Because there was nothing to apologize for!" Alice said firmly.

Shelby let out a small huff.

"That, right there. She gets pissed off over everything for no reason." Anne said as she pointed toward Shelby. "You're so defensive over nothing."

Audrey clenched her jaw as she squeezed her lover's hand. "Why do you guys think there was nothing to apologize for?"

"Because I didn't do or say anything wrong. I thought we were being the bigger person by apologizing. All we wanted was an apology back." Anne said harshly as she crossed her arms. "But obviously that's not happening."

"Not if you don't see a reason for apologizing, no," Shelby said.

"You know, all that happened is that I tripped and landed on Audrey. That's what this all started with. And Shelby is the only one who got all pissy about it." Anne continued.

Audrey took a deep breath as she clenched her jaw, pulling her lover closer by the waist now. "That's not the point, we know you did nothing wrong, but you knew it bothered Shelby, and you basically told her she was overreacting. That's not a nice thing to say to someone with PTSD."

"Anne didn't know she has PTSD," Alice said.

"I didn't."

Anne said. Shelby shook her head as she looked down. "Even if I didn't, it was still rude the way you acted about it. You basically said my feelings don't mean anything because they weren't the same as yours." She said calmer this time.

"That's true," Audrey said, pulling Shelby even closer. "Not to mention that you also said that I wasn't like that when you met me and blamed Shelby for it."

"She didn't!" Alice exclaimed, pissed off.

"How would you know?!" Shelby asked. "You weren't there. You didn't hear this conversation! You didn't hear how horribly she talked to us, and how she made us feel like shit." She exclaimed.

Anne huffed as she rolled her eyes. "That is not what I said, and again, you seriously need to chill out. I'm sorry you have PTSD, but you're not the only one here dealing with that, alright?"

Audrey took a deep breath as she got up. "Alice, kitchen. Now." She said firmly.

Shelby grabbed her lover's hand, pulling her back. "Please, don't go, Audrey." She said in a pleading tone. She didn't want to be left alone with Anne.

Audrey felt her chest tightening when she heard her lover's tone. She nodded, pulling Shelby closer by the waist, holding her tight.

"Are you scared of being alone with Anne?" Alice asked, brows raising.

"N-no... I-I'm scared to be alone in general." Shelby said. It wasn't a lie.

"Sure." Anne scoffed.

With the other couple's attitude, Audrey lost it. "Morganne!" She yelled.

"What are you doing?! Don't you dare put her into this!" Alice exclaimed.

"I am not! Wait!" Audrey said.

"Don't bring her in this," Anne said.

Shelby bit her lip as she sighed, waiting to see what Audrey was going to say.

Morganne entered the room, brows furrowed as she looked at Audrey. "Yes?"

"Can you tell Mommy what you heard of the talk with Anne? Maybe she'll believe in you." Audrey asked. Shelby looked down to the ground. She wished it hadn't come to this, but she knew that it might be the only way for Alice to get it.

Anne rolled her eyes. "Seriously? You're bringing her into this? That's not fair to her."

"She's just going to tell Alice what she heard, that's all." Audrey said harshly, starting to lose her patience with Anne.

"Um... I heard Anne went there to apologize and she said that even if she didn't think it was necessary. She'd apologize because she knew how Shelby and Audrey were." Morganne said softly, looking at her mother. "Then Shelby asked her if she'd apologize if she wasn't there or would keep laughing like when she took advantage of Auntie Drey like she did before. Then, Anne told Auntie Shel that she always overreacted things, and Shelby told her that she was lucky she didn't have to deal with being insecure... that was basically it, then I called you, Mommy."

Shelby didn't look up, not wanting to look at anyone, even Audrey.

"She overreacts about everything!" Anne exclaimed. "And I never took advantage of you, Audrey. I know Alice explained that to you yesterday." She added.

Audrey felt her eyes getting teary as she saw her lover feeling so bad. She placed a kiss on Shelby's cheek as Morganne talked, sighing with Anne's comment. "I know, and I apologize for that misunderstanding."

"Gosh, thank you." Alice sighed. "And please, go back to your room, Morganne."

The girl nodded before quickly going to her room.

Shelby felt a single tear roll down her cheek, and she quickly wiped it away.

"Thank you for apologizing," Anne said. "Shelby?"

"I-I'm sorry for the misunderstanding, but I'm not sorry for being who I am... I-I know I'm in-insecure. I-I-I know that's a-a problem, but I will not apologize for that to you."

Audrey felt a tear coming down her cheek as she heard her lover's words, shaking her head as she caressed her lover's waist. "Baby, you don't have to apologize for that, please."

"Thank you," Alice said.

"I-I'm not..." Shelby stammered, her voice shaking now.

"Thanks for apologizing," Anne said, her voice calmer now, but still not nice.

"D-don't you believe us?" Shelby asked Alice. "That's three against one."

"I do believe, but what do you want me to do?" Alice asked harshly.

"Maybe stop acting like this is my fiancé's fault?!" Audrey lost it, voice dripping with anger. "I wonder if Anne had said something about suicide if you'd still be acting this way? Acting like she's right because she's your girlfriend even though she hurts the ones around you? If Shelby had done to Anne what she did to Shelby, I'd be the first one to tell her to apologize, because that's what we do when we are a family and when we want things to work out! And Anne, I'm sorry if you don't feel comfortable opening yourself because of what happened with your family, but don't come to me and my fiancé being all rude because we can."

Anne just looked at Audrey in shock.

Shelby swallowed hard, holding back her emotions and anger that was rising. "If I were Anne in the case, I would have apologized. I'm sorry that I misunderstood, and took that story the wrong way... I'll apologize for that." She said.

"Audrey, you have no right to say that!" Alice said harshly.

"I do have the right, Alice! And I have one more thing to say before me and Shelby leave: You are not the same either, Anne." The actress said firmly.

"I guess people change. Some for the best... some for the worst." Anne said.

Shelby stood up, shaking her head in disbelief. "Oh, fuck you. Audrey is healthier and in the best state of mind, she has ever been in. If you think that's worse, then you need to take a look in the mirror."

Audrey felt her jaw dropping as she was pulled up.

Alice looked at her lover while biting her lip. "That's true, bunny..."

Anne looked at Shelby with shock, and then to her lover, taken aback by the fact that she was agreeing with Shelby. "You're not the same... Shelby has changed you. Maybe you are better, but you're not the Audrey I knew." She said.

"No, she's not. She's happy now. She's-she's so much better." Shelby said.

"The Audrey you knew was the Audrey who tried committing a fucking suicide, who had just stepped out of the Psychological Clinic, and I'm damn happy I'm not the same." Audrey said firmly. "Alice used to be, too." She added, looking at her sister before shaking her head in disbelief. "We're leaving."

Shelby wiped another tear away as she walked with her lover. "Can I... c-can I say bye to Morganne? I just... I have a feeling I won't see her again until this summer." She asked.

"We will, baby, I promise you... can we j-just get out of here?" Audrey asked, her emotions starting to crack.

Shelby nodded softly. "Y-Yes, come on." She said softly, sadly. "D-do I need to drive?" she asked, trying to hold back her tears.

"N-no, it's okay." Tears started falling from Audrey's eyes.

Just when they stepped out of the house, Alice came after them. "Wait!" she yelled.

Audrey sobbed quietly as she walked faster, pulling her lover with her. "Audrey, please!"

"L-leave me alone, A-Alice!" The actress yelled back, not even looking at her.

Shelby held her lover close when she heard Alice. "It's okay, baby. Let's go." She said as she wiped Audrey's tears away.

"Audrey!" Alice yelled once again, running after the two.

"S-stop!" Audrey sobbed.

"Please, hear me out!" Alice yelled once again, causing Audrey to stop and turn around, face covered in tears.

"I've n-never turned my back t-to you, A-Alice. Never." The actress said softly, brokenly.

Shelby felt her heart breaking. She again felt like it was her fault that this was happening. She sighed as she held Audrey tight to her.

"I k-know..." Alice said softly, eyes teary as she walked closer to them. "I'm sorry."

"W-why?" Audrey asked, tears never stopping. "Why did y-you do that? Why did you let her do that to me a-and to Shelby?"

"I'm s-sorry." A tear fell down Alice's eyes.

"What if she h-had said something a-about families to Morganne? What i-if she had made your d-daughter cry? Would you s-still be treating her like s-she's right?" the actress asked.

"N-no... of course n-not," Alice said, embarrassedly looking down. "I d-didn't mean to t-turn my back to y-you, I thought she w-was right until s-she said those things a-about how you w-were before."

Shelby tightened her grip on her lover, holding her close. She wished she could protect her from all the hurt and pain. "I-I'm sorry for being rude in there, b-but I j-just, I-I had to stand up for my-myself and Audrey... I h-hope you understand th-that. You do the same for Anne." She said softly.

"Yes, I do... I'm sorry for saying you w-were overreacting. Of c-course, you were not. I have m-my own insecurities, too." Alice said, offering a soft smile. "I'm r-really sorry, Audrey... I'm n-never doing that again, y-you're my sister." More tears started coming down her cheeks. "I l-love you, I'm so s-sorry."

"It's o-okay." Audrey smiled softly between tears. "I'm just g-glad you realize it."

"Of course, I d-do... and I d-don't think I can d-date her if... if s-she can't understand my best f-friend and her amazing f-fiancé's struggles."

Shelby was thankful Alice understood them and respected their feelings enough to realize Anne might not be the best person. "I-I'm sorry..." she said with a small sigh. "I-I never meant for any o-of this to happen. But... thank you for seeing it our way too." She said with a small smile.

"It's not your f-fault, baby." Audrey said, softly squeezing her lover's waist.

"It's really not... she m-made some comments in the past that I let p-pass, but... but the way s-she treated Morganne yesterday a-and how she was s-so rude to you m-made me realize that... that she r-really is not someone I want t-to be around me, much less around m-my daughter."

Audrey felt her blood starting to boil when Alice talked about Morganne. She took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "What did she do to Morganne?" she asked firmly.

Shelby bit her lip. She knew how much Morganne meant to Audrey, and she knew if someone hurt her, she would hurt them back.

"She..." Alice took a deep breath, knowing there was no way her sister was going to take it well. "She l-laughed at her... Morganne was showing h-her her room and A-Anne told her t-that her room was not a girl's room, and she l-laughed at her p-projects... I think Morganne cried a l-little..."

Shelby's eyes widened. She felt anger building inside of her again. "Are you... are y-you serious?" she asked with pure shock.

"She's dead," Audrey murmured as she started walking furiously to the house.

"Audrey!" Alice yelled, starting to follow her.

"Baby!" Shelby said as she tried to grab her lover's hand but failed. She started running after her as well. "Audrey, stop!"

Alice tried holding her sister but failed as she pulled away and kept walking, heavy steps as she did so.

Anne was seated in the living room still, looking at her phone when she heard the yelling. She looked up, seeing Audrey coming back into the house.

Audrey stormed inside the house and into the living room, seeing Anne and stopping in front of her. "What the hell is your problem?!" she yelled. "Making an eight-year-old feel bad about her room?! Tell her it's not a 'girl's' room, whatever it is?!"

"She should have a girly room. I mean, she loves Frozen. It should be all princessy." Anne said with a shrug.

Shelby came in right behind Audrey, looking at Anne with an angry look.

Alice stormed in after Shelby, brows furrowing with Anne's words. "What?" she asked in disbelief.

Anne put her phone to the side. "All I'm saying is," she started with as she stood up. "Is that she doesn't act her age."

Shelby shook her head in disbelief. "How can you say that? She is who she is, and she's perfect that way."

"I can't believe how much of a jerk you've become," Audrey said in disbelief.

"I want you out," Alice said firmly, eyes filling with tears.

"What?" Anne asked with wide eyes. "You're joking, right?" she asked. "You're letting them convince you that I'm not good for you?"

"We didn't have to convince her of anything." Shelby said.

"I can't believe you are saying those things about my daughter, how stupid was I to not realize it the other day?!" Alice exclaimed, tears starting to fall once again.

"Out, or I swear I'll fucking punch you in the face," Audrey said between her teeth, breath heavy with anger.

"Babe," Shelby said softly as she grabbed her lover's hand, trying to calm her down.

"Whatever," Anne huffed. "Let me grab my shit." She said before turning toward the hall.

Alice wiped her tears away quickly, fixing her hair as well. "I'll go check on Morganne." She said before leaving the room.

Audrey took a deep breath as she plopped down on the sofa. "I'm sorry." She mumbled.

Shelby said down next to her lover, gently taking her hand in her own, lacing their fingers together. "You have nothing to apologize about." The front door slammed closed, and Shelby knew Anne had finally left.

"I just... I hate her so much," Audrey sighed, snuggling closer to Shelby. "I'm sorry... I don't know what got into me..."

"It's okay, baby." Shelby said softly as she wrapped an arm around her lover. "I wanted to punch her too."

Audrey felt her nerves instantly getting calmer as she snuggled closer to Shelby. "I can't believe she made Morganne c-cry..."

"I-I can't either... I really want to make sure she's okay, but I feel like Alice needs time alone with her first." Shelby said as she started to rub Audrey's back, soon placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Me t-too..." Audrey nodded as a tear fell down her cheek. "I just hope she'll be okay, that's all."

Shelby wiped the tear away, frowning. "I'm sure she will be. She doesn't need someone like Anne in her life."

"I know... I just... the whole family thing." The actress explained, taking another deep breath. "I just really want her to be fine and understand that what she has is already a family."

Shelby nodded in agreement. "I think she will. Maybe this experience will open her eyes to realize that."

"I hope so... I just want her to be h-happy." Another tear fell down the actress' eye, which she quickly wiped away. "Are you okay?"

Shelby nodded softly. "I am now... I still feel like somehow-somehow this is my fault." She sighed.

"It's not, baby." Audrey said quickly, softly pulling apart, caressing her lover's cheek as she stared into blue eyes. "I swear, it's not. And, even if it was, you basically saved Alice and Morganne's life." She said, hoping to light up the mood.

Shelby nodded softly. "I love you so much, baby. This... it ended better in not a nice way... if that makes sense."

"It does." Audrey chuckled softly, placing a kiss on her lover's lips. "I love y-you more than anything, baby." She whispered against her lover's lips.

Shelby smiled against her lover's lips. "I love you more than anything too." She said before kissing Audrey back again.

Audrey smiled softly as she kissed her lover back, pulling her onto her lap as she did so, her free arm wrapping around her.

Shelby smiled as she was pulled onto her lover's lap. She wrapped her arms around Audrey's neck before kissing her tenderly. "I love you more than anything, gorgeous."

Audrey smiled as she kissed Shelby again, passionately, caressing her cheek as she did so, her arm pulling Shelby closer by the waist.

Shelby kissed her lover back just as passionately as Audrey kissed her. She softly pulled away, resting her forehead on the other's. "Should we stay for a little while or leave Alice and Morganne alone for themselves?" she asked softly.

Audrey hesitantly pulled away, hand never stopping caressing her lover's cheek. "I don't know... I think we could go and check on them."

"Okay, babydoll," Shelby said before placing one more kiss on her lover's lips, and then stood up from Audrey's lap.

Audrey smiled at the kiss, whining as Shelby pulled away. She got up as well, pouting playfully. "I wanted kissies."

Shelby smiled before leaning to her lover, kissing her lips passionately and lovingly, over and over at least a handful of times. "There you go, gorgeous."

Audrey giggled as she kissed her lover back, smiling brightly as she pulled apart. "Thank you, babygirl." She said as she took her lover's hand, starting to guide Shelby to Morganne's room. As they got there, the door was closed, and Audrey softly knocked on it.

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Long Distant Girlfriend Pregnant [Hoseok and Namjoon]

This is part of the daddy!au. Basically an alternative to how they became dads. So the ocs are the same people they are married to in the au :D

Some of these are canon and I’ll let you know which ones are. In this part Hoseok’s is canon.

Enjoy~

Hoseok

Positive.

Positive.

Positive.

Negative.

Negative.

Negative.

Elfie’s face paled as she looked at the two sets of tests. “You’re not pregnant, Deja!” She shouted. A loud WHOA MAMA! PRAISE THE LAWD sounded from the living room where her roommate sat waiting for her test. Elfie stared down at her set of tests as dread set in.

“Thank gawd, I’m not preggo. Do you know how scared I got when I missed my period? Wonshik and I are nev–what’s wrong?” Deja entered the bathroom and noticed the stiff look on Elfie’s face. Deja peeked over and her eyes widened, “No way!”

“Yea…”

“But I thought you guys always used protection” she gasped.

Elfie groaned as she felt her stomach turn with nausea. “We didn’t last time– the ONE time we don’t and–and this happens!” Deja squeezed her shoulder for reassurance, but Elfie just sank down to the ground. “How am I going to tell Hoseok? He’ll be gone for another three and a half months– how can” Elfie began to sob.

Deja held her close as she extracted her phone from her pocket and texted their best friend, Naomi, to come over.

When Naomi arrived, she handed her youngest son, Taehee, to Deja. “Where’s Elfie?”

“Bathroom. She won’t come out… When I walked out she locked herself inside.”

Naomi made a beeline to the bathroom and knocked on the door, “Elfie? Love, it’s me.” Naomi got sniffles in response, “Aw, come on, babygirl. You know you can cry to me… Just open up, okay?” She jingled the knob once more only to still feel it locked. Naomi sighed as she sat with her back to the bathroom door, “You know I freaked out when I found out I was pregnant too… I was just finishing school and just started working as a nurse. Hell, I wasn’t even living in the same country as Taehyung at the time too. I even broke up with him when I found out. When he found out, he was so excited. We weren’t married nor had we talked about it. However, the moment he found out, he dropped everything and got a house, bought me a plane ticket, and helped me readjust here.” Naomi giggled at the memory. “I know you’re scared, Elfie, but Hoseok will be ecstatic. You don’t know how many times he whines to Taehyung about how he has a cute little family and how he wants that… with you.”

There was a click and Naomi moved off the door just as Elfie opened it. Her eyes were red and puffy from tears, “Really?” She hiccuped.

“Oh, come here” Naomi cooed as she held out her hands. Elfie crawled into her arms and Naomi ran her hand through her hair. “Hoseok will be thrilled when you tell him.”

“But the fans–our parents– his boss and the groups.”

Naomi laughed, “What do you mean? Almost everyone minus Sierra has had a kid and we all know with how Namjoon and she is, they won’t be far behind.” She hugged Elfie tightly, “And fuck the fans. The real ones will be the ones who’ve support your relationship. The fakes are the ones no one should care about. What matters is Hoseok and you. This is your baby. Not the world’s and anyone who says different can suck my invisible dick. You’ll be a great mom, love.”

There was a cry from the living room, “NAOMI! HOW DO YOU MAKE HIM STOP?” Deja panicked.

Naomi sighed, “ Now Deja… she’s not ready. No kids in her near future.”

“NAOMI PLEASE!”

Naomi let go of Elfie and the two stood up. “Let’s go help her.” They headed into the living room where Deja had Taehee in her arms that were outstretched from her body. “Honestly–what are you doing to my son?” She tsked.

Elfie laughed as she took Taehee from Deja, “It’s okay, Taetae. Auntie Elfie is here.” She wrapped her arms around the fifteen month old and cooed, “You’re okay. Shhh.” She rocked to boy in her arms.

“See Dee, that’s a mother waiting to happen” Naomi patted Deja’s back. “Make sure Wonshik and you keep it wrapped and protected.” Deja protested as Naomi made her way to Elfie. “You okay?”

Elfie stared at Taehee’s face in admiration, “You think Hoseok and I will have a cute baby like Taehee?”

Naomi let out a loud laugh, “I think you’re more than okay. Let’s be honest, your baby will be touched with sunshine from both their parents.”

Elfie handed Taehee off to Naomi and let out a sigh, “I guess I’ll tell Hoseok when he calls…” Naomi said nothing as she just grinned.

That evening, Elfie waited in bed for Hoseok to call her. She sent him a message earlier in the day to have him call her as soon as he could. However, she knew it wouldn’t be until later as he was in LA. Her phone rang and she swallowed hard as she hesitantly answered the face time call from Hoseok. She swiped her finger to answer and was greeted with his wide mouth grin.

“HI!” He waved with Jungkook, Seokjin, and Taehyung in the room behind him munching on room service food.

“HEY ELFIE!” They waved their chopsticks in hand as they greeted her.

Elfie smiled and waved back, “Hey guys. How’s everyone?” She got cheers in response and she couldn’t help but laugh.

“Okay, you said your hellos, I’m going to my room now” Hoseok called out as he headed towards the door ignoring the protests and whines behind him. “Hold on…” He headed to his hotel room and searched his pocket for the key. Elfie let out a mute laugh as she watched him struggle to find it. “Okay! Got it. We’re all good” he unlocked the door and entered the hotel room. He let out a relieved sigh as he threw himself on the bed. The sun’s rays lit up his room, “Morning, sunshine.”

“Morning handsome” Elfie looked down with a shy smile.

“So what’s up? You wanted to talk alone” his voice dropped as he spoke. “Something wrong?”

Elfie’s lips twitched, “That depends on what you think…” she scratched at her neck as she refused to look at the screen. Hoseok sat up and moved up the bed as he waited for her to continue. “I haven’t been feeling good and I’ve been nauseated for weeks, so Deja decided that I should take a pregnancy test…” She sucked in a breath as she looked up. Hoseok held his breath as he waited for her to finish, but she could see the camera shake in his hand. “I took three and they each came out positive–” Hoseok’s lips curved. “I’m going to go to the doctors to be 100% sure, but I’m pretty sure–”

“You’re pregnant” Hoseok finished for her. His lips pulled apart into a large smile. “We’re having a baby…” Hoseok sunk down on the bed and pressed his hand to his eyes. He bit his lower lip as he shook, “I’ve never been so happy” his voice broke as he spoke. Elfie felt her shoulders relax as he spoke. “I love you! Shit, I love you so much! I wish I was there to kiss you because that’s what I really want to do. Ahh” he clenched his chest. “My heart is beating so fast!” Elfie let out a laugh as she watched him. He put the phone down on the bed just as a knock sounded. “I wish I could talk to you about this, but I got to get ready for the interview we have. I love you! I’ll text you.” He held up his fingers in a shape of a heart.

“I love you!” she gave him a finger heart with her thumb and index finger before they blew a kiss to each other and hung up. Elfie threw herself down on the bed and pressed a pillow to her face as she let out a squeal. Her overgrown concern melted and was replaced with excitement. She couldn’t wait to see Hoseok and to see their growing child.

Namjoon

“I want to break up.”

Those words haunted Namjoon ever since his girlfriend, Sierra, of five years told him that over the phone a month and a half ago. He didn’t understand what went wrong. Yes, they were in a middle of a heated argument, one they had been in for some time now, but Namjoon swore that after the tour they could have a face to face to squash the issue once and for all. He was on tour and she had up and moved back to New Zealand, something he found out after he asked his sister to check on Sierra.

As much as he tried not to show it, fans knew something was wrong. His brow was more sunken than usual. His smile looked fake or forced. It didn’t take long for rumors to spread what was wrong. That’s when Sierra’s mom, Mama K, decided enough was enough.

While on tour, he received a text from Mama K to call her and he didn’t hesitate to reach out. Her mom had always been the one to help mend anything between the couple and if she was willing to talk to him he wasn’t going to overlook it. He pressed his phone to his ear as he heard the rings of the phone connecting.

“Hey my cute son-in-law!” Sierra’s mom greeted happily.

Namjoon’s heart twisted painfully, “Hi ma’am… Guess Sierra didn’t tell you.”

“Now you know I don’t like ma’am. Not from you, son. And my daughter is just emotional.” She paused, “Do you have time to talk?” There was a seriousness in her voice.

Namjoon looked around the set, “I’m on set right now, but I can talk.” He walked a bit away from his members. “Sierra blocked me on the phone. I didn’t know what I did wrong.”

Mama K tsked, “That girl– she’s been an emotional wreck since she got home. I tell her to communicate and she shuts down.” She pressed her fingers to the bridge of her nose. “Sierra wasn’t going to tell you because you’re an idol–but I’ll be damned if I let my son in law not know what’s going on.” Namjoon’s lips felt dry as he pressed the phone closer to his ear. “She’s pregnant. I’m not defending her actions, but I know how I was when I was pregnant. .”

Namjoon’s heart stopped, “What?” His stutter caught the others attention. “She’s–then why?” His free hand clenched as he swallowed hard. “Why did she leave and not tell me?”

“She thinks you’re better off–”

“That’s bullshit!” His voice rose and he took a breath, “Sorry… That was rude of me.”

Mama K let out a laugh, “I knew you would say that and I told her that, but you know how she is.”

Namjoon shook his head, “She’s as stubborn as a mule.”

“Just like her mama” she chuckled. Her chuckles died down, “I’m not telling you this to make you feel guilty, Joonie” her nickname towards him made him relax. “I want my daughter and you to be happy. If you don’t want to be part of this baby’s life that is your choice.”

“I want to be–Mama K, I love her” he choked on his words as he tried to keep his voice steady. Seokjin called for Namjoon as they prepared to record and Namjoon bit his lip.

“You deal with your tour right now, Joonie. I’ll keep an eye of Sisi until you can come see her, okay?”

Namjoon let out a sigh, “Thank you. Tell her I love her. I really love her and I want us to work.”

“I’ll let her know. Don’t be surprised if you get a message from her some time soon. I love you, Joonie! Knock your tour dead!” Mama K blew a bunch of kisses before she hung up.

“Hey, hyung, you ready?” Jungkook ran over to Namjoon just as he hung up his phone and looked down at it. Namjoon looked up at Jungkook with a conflicted look. “Hyung?”

Namjoon said nothing not trusting his own words as he walked away from Jungkook and off the set to cool down from the conversation.

True to Mama K’s word, Namjoon found a text from Sierra asking for him to call her when he could. His legs almost gave out on him when he saw her text. He waited until he got to the hotel after the concert and immediately called her. Namjoon cared about nothing else than hearing her voice. He wanted nothing more that to talk to her. To tell her how much he loved her and how much he wanted her.

Part I | Part III

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♕ REQUEST

☮ BTS MASTERLIST

∞ ULTIMATE MASTERLIST

[chefsimcne]

Each note was given to Ruby at the start of the location, starting at their home at 6am when Ruby was woken up by an alarm. The first one was left beside her pillow. Simone fibbed and said she had gone to an out of town conference for work. Janet was supposed to stay over for the two days she had been gone (prepping for everything).

NOTE 1:

Wake up, sleepyhead.

Today’s going to be a little different. Don’t worry. A good kind of different! You’ll love it, I hope.

I’ve left you a few outfits on the dresser. Pick your favorite and put it on! I bet you look gorgeous. Now do your hair. Put on some makeup if you want. You never need it, in my opinion. By the way, Janet’s there. She’s downstairs waiting. I’ve set in motion a fun day for you two. A few locations and activities to dive on into. There will be a set schedule, so mind Janet when she says it’s time to move onto the next, silly.

I know it’s been hard with everything going on lately. It’s so easy to lose track of the good things in life. So I want to give you this day as a gift. Free of worries. Free of chores. All you have to do is enjoy the ride with your best friend.

PS. Janet’s under oath not to tell you what you two will be doing today. Don’t pester her, baby.

NOTE 2:

Me again!

Thought you saw the last of me, huh? Sorry, hun. You’re stuck with me today, too.

By now you’re at Location #1. Look familiar? Yep, The London Lick. My pride and joy. I poured my everything into this place. When I was starting off, I had no idea it’d gain this much success. Or that it’d be the place I’d meet my future girlfriend. I remember the moment I saw you there. I thought to myself: there is no way she’s real. You were so perfect. I couldn’t help but admiring you from afar, making sure your order was without flaw, your service was exceptional. I didn’t want you to stop smiling and laughing, even if it wasn’t for me. And then I thought to myself: Simone you dog, she’s taken! God, am I a terrible person for that? I can say, moral-wise, I did wait until you were single to make the ‘first move,’ if you’d even call it that. When I saw you that day crying and alone in your regular booth, my heart broke for you. I hadn’t spoken a word to you, and yet I would’ve done anything for you to feel happy again. I’m so glad I made that silly attempt to save you and asked you to come home with me. Looking back on it, it sounds ridiculous – being asked to go home with a stranger. And mildly concerning. But I’m sure glad you took a chance with me.

Enjoy the breakfast. Only the best of the best! Served by the best of the best, Paulie’s had me include. Tell him he’s extra for me.

NOTE 3:

Location #2. Might want to switch out the shoes and put on those handy sandals Janet’s got for you.

You know what I love about the beach? You can’t go to the beach and be angry or sad for long. It’s too beautiful and impossible to kick sand and cry into the water the whole time. It’s where all the stress and all your pains are suddenly washed away. I love hearing the waves crash against the rocks. I love hearing the annoying seagulls. I love putting my feet against the edge of the wet sand and waiting to see if the water will come up high enough to reach my toes. And I especially love hearing you laugh and squeal when it does for you. I want to make more trips in the future. Maybe we’ll go to every beach we possibly can?

For now, refrain from the mud fights, but again have fun! Build a sand castle. Make sure to knock down Janet’s for me. Tell her it’s for science.

NOTE 4:

Location #3. The Airport.

Worry not, you’ll be staying in the country for today. However, we are going to set up a trip.

Take a deep breath and let it all out. I know you can get a little anxious about doing these things, but I promise you’re going to be okay. Janet’s right there with you. Look for a woman with red hair behind the counter. Yes, a fellow ginger! You poor thing. I know when you first got here you were so shocked by that. The English are tough redhead critics. Or maybe they’re all just superstitious. Who knows. At any rate, go into her line. I’ve already talked to her about this whole thing and finances are covered. So here’s the fun part! Pick a place, wherever you want to go, and ask for two tickets there. Any date you want (just spare me having to get ready right when I come back from conference). We’re going to start living life like we should, Ruby. That means: I’ll be less of a workaholic and I’ll be home more with you, and we’re going to begin our infamous scrapbooking for all our crazy adventures. The horror, I know. We’ll basically be old women. But think of it like this: it’ll be our first official trip together. Make it count, babygirl.

Plus, I’ll get to say ‘Yes, I do in fact have the hottest girl in the world’ wherever we go. Lucky me.

NOTE 5:

Location #4. The good ole IKAG house.

Janet’s probably wanting to turn back around just as much as you right now. I don’t blame either of you. But I promise no cameras are going to get you. No publicity. The show’s promised a nice day at the spa and a catered lunch. You’re welcome to get manicures, pedicures, facials, have your makeup redone if it came off by now (you still don’t need it!), massages, etc. Whatever you two want. Take this time to relax in between all these locations. If you’re tired and fed up by now, you’re almost done! If you’re having the time of your life, you’re still halfway done! So kick back, put your feet up, and close your eyes.

NOTE 6:

Location #5. This is going to be new for you. Revel in that feeling.

Butterfly Paradise! I still watch that one video on my Instagram of the blue butterfly landing on your face all the time. It was too much cuteness in one video. Seriously! You can probably tell by how many times I said ‘Oh my god’ in it.

I always liked going to places like this. When I realized you shared the same fascination and care for animals (and butterflies, in this case), I was ecstatic. Finally, I had found someone who could go all safari status with me. Paulie is way too chicken, and Chris is way too extreme. You know how the Aussies are. We’re still working on your love of cats, mainly Elvis, but you’ve most certainly made progress. And I can’t tell you how much that means to me.

NOTE 7:

Location #6.

Breathe, sweetie. I know.

The hospital you were taken in. Isn’t it weird how normal it looks from the outside? The memories are the ones that paint the picture. But this wasn’t a place of bad memories, Ruby. This was the place where you finally came back into our lives. You came home. It shouldn’t be a terrible reminder. It should be a hopeful one.

But healing takes time. The kids here know that all too well. To conclude your day of fun, we’re going to give back some of that magic. You and Janet will be volunteering for about an hour with the younger patients. A lot of this is making sure they’re in happier spirits. Everyone needs someone to rely on to get them through the day. And you’re going to be that for them. Tell them your tales! Tell them all the crazy things I’ve gone and made you do today with your best friend. Tell them your hilarious and corny jokes. Not the naughty ones, please. We don’t want a lawsuit. Tell them how you’re still pushing through, and they can too. I believe in you.

NOTE 8:

Surprise. Your day’s not over yet. Come inside and join me for dinner.

[dontshootmespence]

Passive-Aggressive Partnership

Parts 1-13 @coveofmemories @bleedreid @my-xomatosis-s 

Part 14

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“So what do you notice, Dave?” Hotch asked as Rossi walked toward the crime scene after helping Penelope set up her technical stronghold down at the local police station. The two senior profilers knew immediately that something was off, or rather that there was yet another piece of evidence that pointed to their killer being a child. 

Deacon’s body had been found under leaves and hay. “There are leaves nearby, but the hay came from somewhere else. Whoever did this brought it over to cover the body because they couldn’t gather enough leaves.”

“Exactly,” he said, his eyes suddenly drawn to a branch nearby. “What do we have here?” 

Rossi walked over behind him, an evidence bag in hand to gather whatever it was that Hotch saw. “Is that a piece of material?” he asked, looking at the swath of semi-rough tan material.

Hotch nodded, placing the material into the bag to send off to Y/N at her makeshift ME’s office. “A piece of pants, maybe?” Other than the piece of unknown material and the fact that hay was brought from somewhere else to cover the body, there wasn’t much to be found at the crime scene that gave them any new information. Everything they found just pointed to the killer being a child - inexperienced and impulsive.

“We should go assist Morgan and Prentiss with those interviews,” Rossi said, zipping up the evidence bag and labeling it as they walked back to the house. “Maybe we can interview the kids while they interview the parents.”

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“Babygirl,” Morgan whispered into the phone. “Have you been able to find anything about Cash and Annabelle that might help us?”

Despite the case they were working on, he found himself chuckling as he heard Garcia huffing and puffing in the background, undoubtedly do to the lack of wifi in the area. “The service out here sucks!” she exclaimed, apologizing to a local officer who happened to be passing her desk. “But don’t worry, yours truly has been able to glean some information about them in between rebooting the system. For the third time in the past two hours, mind you. God, I need my high-speed internet.”

“Garcia,” Emily warned. “Do you have anything?”

“Yes, my love. I can tell you from memory, sorry, still waiting for the system to boot up again, that Annabelle has been to the hospital outside the city on numerous occasions, upward of 10 in the past year, for quote unquote “accidents.” She’s claimed falling down the stairs, burning herself on the stove, and the like, but every time she goes in, her husband is right there standing over her. And according to some of the nurses, her husband tends to speak for her.”

“Thanks, mama,” Morgan said. “That helps. Talk to you later.”

“Go get ‘em, baby boy.”

“Alright,” Emily said, as Morgan hung up the phone. “Let’s go see if we can get something out of Cash Senior and Annabelle.”

“We’re gonna take the kids,” Hotch said. After walking forever back to the house, they’d finally made it. “We’ll interview them. You take the parents.”

They were going to need to interview the family of the other boy, Joseph Parker, as well as Joseph himself just to rule him out. But as soon as Annabelle opened the door, they could tell something was very wrong inside these four walls. “Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Hensley. My name is Derek Morgan, these are Agents Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner and David Rossi. We’re here to talk to you about Deacon Fullerton. He and your son were friends?”

“Yes, they played together on occasion,” Annabelle said, refusing to make eye contact as she opened the door and let team in.

“If it’s okay with you, Agent Hotchner and I would like to interview your children as well,” Rossi said, addressing his intentions to the wife in an attempt to prove his point. 

“You can’t interview a minor without their parents present,” the senior Cash said emphatically. 

“Unless we have your consent,” Hotch replied - his eyes peering into the father’s through half-lidded eyes. 

“Well, you don’t. You can take a look in their rooms if you want, but you talk to them with us,” he replied.

With a quick nod of their heads, Hotch and Rossi turned toward the staircase to the children’s rooms. They were all thinking the same thing. It was even a hard situation to profile. Whether or not the killer lived in this house, there was definitely abuse going on in this house. “Okay, please, take a seat, Mr. and Mrs. Hensley,” Emily said, making note of all three children sitting at the kitchen table in absolute silence. “How close were Deacon and your son?”

Annabelle made an attempt to speak, but her husband placed his hand on her leg and spoke over her. “They played together on occasion, like my wife said earlier, but he played with that Parker boy more.” Immediately placing blame, Emily thought to herself - convenient. 

“You’re friends with the Fullerton’s, right?” Morgan said, watching as they both nodded. As he asked the next question, he made a slight motion for Emily to look toward the children. She noticed that Cash Junior was looking in at the conversation more than the girls were. “Well, they said that Deacon had been withdrawn lately. Said he didn’t want to play with Joseph or Cash, that they were being mean to him lately.”

“That’s just boys being boys,” Senior said in such a way that made Emily’s skin want to crawl. That was such bullshit. Excuses and nothing more. 

“Have any of your children been more withdrawn as of late?” Emily asked. The look in Annabelle’s eyes immediately said yes, but she wouldn’t or couldn’t speak. She was definitely under her husband’s thumb. Even if the killer wasn’t here, they had to find a way to get the senior Hensley out of the house.

“Not at all,” Mr. Hensley said, pointing his thumb back toward the kitchen. “All of my kids are great. Especially my boy. He’s going to turn out to be a fine young man just like his daddy.”

Again, Morgan and Emily glanced to the kitchen. The girls were coloring away, pretending as if nothing was happening, but Cash Junior was listening intently. He’d stopped coloring long ago, his eyes too filled with anger to continue. One of the crayons was even crushed next to him, as if he had gripped it too hard. 

“Do you mind if we interview each of the kids?” Morgan asked. “One by one? You can be right here. They can even sit with you if you want.” Even if they couldn’t ask the questions they wanted to, they could gauge their facial expressions. Behavior was so much more telling than words.

“Gracie,” the father yelled, loudly enough for every member of the family to jump. “Come in here and sit with your mama.”

With a teddy bear in hand, and a picture for her mother, Grace came to sit in her mother’s lap. Although the little girl hadn’t shown Emily or Morgan the picture, she could see through it somewhat. There were four figures instead of five - three small and one large - maybe the mother and three children? It would make sense given the tension in the household. “Hi Grace,” Emily said softly. “I’m gonna ask you a few questions about Deacon, okay?” 

The little girl with hair so light it was almost white, nodded her head, a tiny smile forming on her face as she sat in her mother’s lap. Both girls knew of Deacon, but they claimed to never have played with him. They said Cash Jr. wouldn’t let them. When Callie came over, Morgan noticed a small fading bruise on her leg just under her skirt; it was probably not meant to be seen. Finally, they asked for Cash Junior to come over. “Come here Junior,” the father called, the tone in his voice more full of pride than it had been with his daughters.

While the girls came to sit in their mother’s lap, Junior wanted nothing to do with either parent, going to sit in an armchair by himself across from Emily. He wouldn’t even make eye contact with Morgan. Emily seemed to be the only one he wanted to talk to. “So Cash,” Emily started. “You were friends with Deacon?” For the first time since they’d walked in the door, a small smile crossed the boy’s lips. He nodded, the twinkle in his eye immediately vanishing. “Deacon said you were being mean to him. Were you? Did something happen between you?” 

“No,” he said. “He was just being a baby and I didn’t want to hang out with him anymore.”

Although they both wanted to, they couldn’t ask any questions about their home life without alerting the father to the fact that they were onto him. And that wasn’t what they were here for. “When was the last time you played with Deacon?” 

“Last week some time,” he replied, his finger fidgeting in his lap. He was lying. The mother seemed to betray that too, but again, the father was stoic. They knew something about this boy they weren’t saying, but they would require a second interview, at the station, to figure out exactly what happened. 

“Okay,” Morgan said after Emily was finished, “We’re probably going to need you to come to the station at some point. But we’re finished for now.” The timing could not have been better. Hotch and Rossi came down the stairs and all four exited the house with the same bad feeling - like they were leaving a violent abuser in the house - and it didn’t sit well with anyone. 

“Find anything upstairs?” Emily asked. 

The girls’ rooms were basically uneventful, but Cash Junior’s room turned up a bit more. “He had a pair of khaki pants that looks like it could match the material we found out in the woods, but the pants were ripped. On top of that, there were quite a few pictures of the family under his bed with the mother’s and father’s eyes scratched out,” Hotch said.

“We need to get this material over to Y/N and see if she can identify it for us,” Rossi said. “And we need to figure this out quickly because something awful is going on in there.”

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After dropping the piece of tan material off to Y/N, Hotch, Rossi, Morgan and Prentiss met up with JJ and Spencer at the station. “Find anything out from Mr. and Mrs. Fullerton?” Morgan asked.

“Just that these parents have been through more than any parent should have to go through,” JJ said sadly. 

Spencer imagined the frame with the baby sock inside. “They had a miscarriage and now their only other child was taken from them. We only know that they had nothing to do with this, but we knew that before.”

After obtaining the warrants they needed, it was nearly 10 o’clock at night. They weren’t going to be able to do anything else tonight. Y/N walked into the station, having been driven over from the doctor’s office. “Anything?” Hotch asked. 

“I can tell you that the material I found in Deacon’s throat and the piece you gave me come from the same thing. I’ll know what it is by tomorrow,” she said, attempting to wipe the sleep out of her eyes and failing. “Need sleep.” She stretched her arms up to the ceiling, an ungodly noise escaping her mouth. “So tired.”

“There’s only one motel in town, so we’re going to have to double up.” Garcia called Morgan, Hotch and Rossi would always double up when necessary, JJ and Emily called each other, which left Y/N and Spencer to awkwardly double up.

Wonderful. 

“Let’s all go get some sleep,” Hotch said. “The sooner we figure this out, the better.”

As they hopped into two separate cars, Y/N fell asleep on Spencer’s shoulder; it was probably just because she was tired, but the gesture gave him hope that maybe she wasn’t mad at him anymore.