#bambi has grown up so much look at him go!

[peppermintquartz]

(Tommy's pov of this)

He's in the process of making sure the bird is ready to go when he turns and sees Howie, as well as two unfamiliar young guys following him.

Good-looking faces too. Maybe they should do the calendar next year. The shorter one has large, soulful eyes and a confident stride that speaks of military experience; the other is a tall, leggy man with a boyish smile and seems to be visibly thrumming with energy.

Of course they bring in the studs after I'm gone, Tommy thinks, half-exasperated that he's missed out on eye candy and half-amused at his own shallowness.

"Howie, hey!" Tommy says and embraces his former colleague and current friend. It's not always possible for them to meet up, but a life debt is not something Tommy will forget. "Long time."

Howie claps him on the back. It feels like a silent thank you, which, given the enormity of what they're going to do, the less said aloud the better.

Can't risk someone overhearing that they're going to steal a helicopter on a mere hunch.

Tommy knows he has a good poker face, and it's proven to be effective because no one seems to realize how nervous he is. They may cause an international incident if anything goes "pear-shaped", as his old instructor Winslow used to say, but Tommy isn't about to back out now.

"This is Tommy, Tommy Kinard," says Howie to the other two, telling them about him being a former member of the 118 and also about his being a fathead. At least Howie acknowledges that Tommy's grown out of it.

"Thanks to you," Tommy says. He sticks out his hand to the new faces.

Soulful Eyes grins when he grasps Tommy's hand. A firm grip, almost challenging. "Eddie Diaz."

Tommy smiles, feeling like he's found a kindred spirit. "Pleasure. And you are...?" He extends the hand to the other young guy.

"Uh, Evan," he says, eyes wide and curious like a puppy in a new environment. His hand is warm and dry. "E-Evan Buckley."

"Hi Evan." The splotch just over Evan's left eye is a birthmark, Tommy discovers. To his amusement, Evan doesn't let go of his hand, as if he's completely forgotten that they were just shaking hands in introduction. Tommy doesn't want to embarrass the guy, but he doesn't want to rudely snatch his hand away either. He opts for a slight tease. "I'm gonna need that hand to fly the chopper, kid."

"Oh! Oh, right. Sorry." Evan drops Tommy's hand like it's hot. His ears go red. Tommy thinks, That's so cute, and then sternly warns himself not to read too much into anything. He's not falling for a straight guy again, just because they're cute. And he's glad that he doesn't read too much into Evan's fluster because Evan says, "I was just, um, thinking, about Cap and Thena."

Bobby Nash must mean a great deal to Evan, judging by the way his gaze skitters from Tommy's face to the chopper and bounces lightly on his heels. For some reason, he reminds Tommy of Bambi.

Howie sticks his hands in his pockets. "Yeah, we're gonna need Hen to show soon with some coordinates. Can't go flying all over the Gulf of Mexico."

Tommy makes a mental note to re-check fuel levels. It's definitely topped up, but ninety minutes one way and ninety minutes back in what will definitely be rough conditions is not a walk in the park. Nevertheless, he keeps his tone light. "We'll do what we can."

A pair of headlights slide along the road that leads to harbor. Tommy doesn't really know if it's Hen, but his nerve is starting to give, so he says quickly, "Wait, I see a car pulling in. Might be her. Get in the backseat, strap yourselves in. Once I get Hen clear of Melton, we'll dash. Hopefully she has a good cover story..."

Eddie doesn't hesitate as he scrambles in, nearly knocking his head on the roof of the chopper.

Seeing that they aren't about to call him out on his fake calm demeanor, Tommy blows out his cheeks to center himself. Then he smiles, asking, "If we're all arrested, can I blame it on you, Howie?"

Howie snorts as he gets in next to Eddie. "Yeah I really twisted your arm with the 'Please help us save Cap and Athena'."

(In fact, Howie actually said, "Hen has a hunch, she won't let us help, but she''ll need a chopper. So I'm gonna need you to steal one for us to save Captain Nash and his wife." And Tommy agreed instantly. He trusted Hen Wilson's hunches too.)

"You know it's because of your irresistibly pretty face," Tommy quips as he helps guide Evan - the tallest of the three - in without hitting his head. "Alright, put those helmets on. Careful, Evan," he says when Evan nearly bounces the helmet off the bridge of his sharp nose.

It's a very nice nose. Be a shame to bruise it.

Fuel. And preflight. Tommy inhales sharply and gets into his seat as the three firefighters strap themselves in. It's a calming ritual by now, and he feels ready. He knows he is ready.

And Hen should be here by now.

"Alright. She's ready to go when we are," Tommy announces, patting the stick fondly. As he opens the door to get to the hangar, he says to the three men, "Don't touch anything. I'm gonna hang out near Melton and run intercept."

Howie rolls his eyes. Eddie holds up three fingers of his right hand, like a Scout's promise. "We'll behave."

Evan beams a dazzling smile at Tommy, like they're not actually about to commit a crime.

It's a good thing Tommy has to focus on flying into a hurricane, because otherwise his heart will be tripping all over itself to get Evan to smile like that once more.

Nope. No crushing on a straight guy, Kinard, we've been through this.

Instead, Tommy jogs towards the hangar where he sees Hen approaching Melton, holding a form that Tommy knows will not stand up to scrutiny.

Boy, if you can't convince someone, confuse them, Winslow used to say over drinks after their flying lessons. Act like you know exactly what you're doing and seventy percent of the time they'll let you get away with it.

Tommy takes a deep breath, puts on a smile, and walks into the light of the hangar.

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[normansnt]

Could I request a third part of the prince? I love it!

YES OMG YOU ARE MY FIRST REQUEST HIIII THANK YOU SM IM HAPPY YOU LIKE IT🧡🧡

Yeah I might have forgot to mention I do in fact take requests😎

Actually ya'll have been loving the prince series and I was wondering if you want me to making it into like a full blown story like following the series events and what not, or like just a little series of cute scenarios?

Let me know.

Warnings:

The prince (part 3)

(Alastor x male reader)

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Currently you were arguing with your father. Since the moment he found out you are dating Alastor he was not happy, to say the least.

"Why the sudden urge to leave? Is it not good here anymore because I can clean up the rubber ducks-"

"No dad thats not the point I just think I'm old enough to move out and Charlie has her hotel with a lot of rooms, and I mean I guess her dream is not that impossible-"

"Yeah right, like I'm going to believe that you just want to move in with that bambi of yours" he scoffed

"Dont call him- thats not- ok fine yeah, I want to move in with Alastor why is that such a problem I am a grown ass adult I can do as I please." And with that you left the room to pack.

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"I swear, he still thinks I am a kid." You were pacing in Alastor's room while he was sitting on a couch and calmly drinking tea.

"He let Charlie go?? Why not me why cant I do what I want with my life" you continued your angry ranting while unpacking you clothes.

At this point you were basically moved in with Alastor. You had all your stuff there you just needed to unpack, which he solved with a flick of his wrist. You could have done that too, but your father raised both you and your sister to not be careless with the amount of power you have, also you were busy rambling.

"*sigh*...thank you honey." You said quietly as you took a seat next to him slumping into the couch.

Alastor looked at you. Till now he was just half listening to you ramble and he thought you would feel better once you let it out and you two could cuddle but right now you looked even more sad, defeated even.

This did not sit right with him. If there was anything he hated most was seeing you sad or hurt.

He took a hold of your hand and put his other one on your cheek to guide your head to look at him.

"My dear, this issue will be resolved just as any other, you will make up with your father." He reassured you with a smile.

"I know but than it will start again, and I'm starting to feel like he will never accept you even though you are so important to me and... it's just too much right now, I'm sorry I need to be alone." And with that you left.

There it was again. That stinging feeling in his chest. Alastor had to take matters into his own hands.

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You walked down the stairs and took a seat by the bar.

"Damn kid, rough day?" Asked Husk as you put your head into your hands and groaned.

"Thats one way to put it, can you please get me a whisky on the rocks" you said in your ever so kind voice.

Husk liked you. On contrary to your father and older sister you were calm, quiet and well spoken. All this while still having the heart of gold they have as well.

He never understood how a charming young man such as yourself would find himself in a relationship with a demon like Alastor.

During your numerous visits to the Hotel you have talked to Husk a lot and you two became really good friends. The same went for Angel who usually joined you guys. You three usually sat by the bar chatting for hours.

"Hi (Y/N)," you heard Angels voice approaching as you sipped on your whisky. He took a seat next to you and shared a quick kiss with Husk. You chuckled to yourself quietly, you have been rooting for the two from the very beginning and when they finally got together you were so happy you shedded a few tears.

"Hi Angel" you gave him a small smile but he saw through it.

"Aww, toots hard times?" He asked as Husk handed him his drink.

"It's a long story" you answered.

"We got time" said Husk encouragingly.

You smiled a little than started telling the story.

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Alastor was on his way to find Charlie. He needed to solve the situation or he had to gauge his own eyes out so he doesn't have to see you sad.

He figured if he got your father to come to the hotel you can talk things out. As well as, he is going to try and make an effort not to be a complete ass with him but Lucifer has to try and be nice as well, for your sake.

He needed Charlie for this because if Alastor asked Lucifer to come he would not. However if Charlie asked, he'd be there in a second.

"Oh Charlie?" He wondered into the princess's room.

"Yes? OH Alastor HI how is my brother doing?" She asked with excitement. She was more than thrilled that her little brother is going to move into her hotel.

"Not so well I'm afraid I acquire your assistance to make him feel better"

"What? Whats the problem is he ok? Did you hurt him? Alastor I do not care how helpful you are around here if you hurt my little brother-" Her eyes started glowing red as her hair was swept into the air and her horns started to show.

Before this could go any further Alastor cut her off.

"My dear, rest assured I would kill hell's entire population and my self before causing any harm to your darling brother." He said calmly.

"Oh, then whats the problem?" Asked Charlie now calm.

And so Alastor explained everything to Charlie.

When Alastor and Charlie knocked on her father's door there was no answer. They looked at one another and Charlie checked if it was open. It was, so they could go in without problems.

"Hello? Dad?" Yelled Charlie as her voice echoed in the huge mansion.

"YOU, It's your fault you took them away from me" they heard as they looked to their right.

In seconds Alastor was tackled to the floor with a very angry Lucifer on top.

When Charlie registered what she was seeing she started to pull her father off of the Radio demon to almost no avail. The devil wouldn't budge.

"YOU TOOK BOTH OF MY CHILDREN AWAY FROM ME ARE YOU HAPPY NOW IS THAT ENOUGH?"

Lucifer was not happy. He was yelling in his demon form wings out and fire spewing from his mouth.

"DAD"

Everyone stopped. You were standing in the door looking at the scene before you, baffled.

You rarely raised your voice, so to hear it this loud and clear shocked most people in the room.

You cleared your throat. And said in your normal calm voice again.

"Can we talk in private."

Lucifer calmed down and followed you into the room you left to.

When he entered the room to his surprise, you hugged him.

"Listen dad, I understand that both of your kids growing up is hard for you, and I'm sorry for leaving you alone but I need my space I'm starting to live my life and its with Alastor because I love him."

You said in a very gentle tone.

Your dad looked at you for some time then hugged you again.

"You really love him, kiddo?" He looked at you with understanding eyes as he let go.

"I do, dad I really do." You answered.

Your dad sighed. He took a hold of your hands.

"All that matters to me is that you are happy. I'm sorry I have been such a jerk about it but...it's so hard to let you kids go, you will always be my babies" He sniffed lightly.

You chuckled at that and squeezed his hands.

"Can you please make an effort to not hate Alastor?" You tried.

He groaned.

"Yeah, yeah I'll see what I can do but he needs to be cooperative"

You walked out of the room.

Charlie stood up with tears in her eyes and hugged you both.

"Oh...the walls are thin here aren't they?" You asked as you looked at your dad.

"Yeaaah, forgot to mention that."

"You guys, I'm so happy you made up are we ok now?" She asked between sniffles.

"Yeah, we are ok" you smiled at your dad.

After your sister let you go from her crushing embrace Alastor walked up to you.

"I- listen no pressure about saying-" he cut you off by swapping you off your feet into a breathtaking kiss.

"I...I love you too, darling" he said quietly, without the radio statics, he said it in his real voice, as he put his forehead on yours.

"OK, see, I promised to be nice but there is no need to rub it in my face" your father said as he dragged you away.

Alastor straightened up and, with the static back in his voice and an eye twitching, he held his hand out to your father.

"I promise to make an effort to not murder you" he smiled eerily at your dad.

Lucifer had a brooding expression on his face but shook the radio demons hand none the less.

"Thank you." You said at last as you hugged both of them. They hugged you back. While glaring at each other behind your back.

Sure they are gonna make an effort. When you're looking.

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TADA

I really hope you like it again thank you for the request.

Also please let me know if y'all want any of what I mentioned in the beginning.

When Alastor's staff broke and he started talking w/o the statics I was ON MY KNEES.

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Fancy Falling Into You Here

Written for the August @steddiemicrofic prompt, using the word "plug" and 437 words.

437 words | Rating T | Ao3 link

On their first date, Steve and Eddie come to realize they had first met under much more embarrassing circumstances.

Tags: EMT Steve, Coffee shop owner/clumsy Eddie, first date, minor injuries (nothing described in detail), modern AU, embarrassment, BBC's Sherlock haunting all of us when plugging in our phones

Inspired by @dreamwatch for making me think of steddifying this post! Author's notes under the cut

"G-d damn BBC Sherlock," Eddie grumbled as he fumbled plugging his phone into its charging cable for a third time. "Stupid Benedict Cumberbatch and his weird attractive cheekbones." 

A snort from the couch reminded him he actually had company, oops.

Eddie gave his date a grin. "Sorry, I'd love to say that I'm normally as graceful as a swan or something, but as you've seen, unfortunately abject clumsiness is par for the course. It's a miracle my coffee shop's still standing."

It was fine. He could still salvage this and come off as less of a disgruntled sad wet cat man to Smooth Hottie with Glasses and That ButtTM of daily matcha latte with oat milk order fame. Still, Hottie (who went by "Steve", apparently) didn't really seem turned off by Eddie's whole deal. He just laughed.

"Oh, trust me, I've seen much worse. My first year as an EMT, we got a call to a college dorm. This unlucky dude fell off the top bunk and somehow broke both legs and an arm.”

Eddie froze, his quest to charge his phone completely forgotten.

“Plus the guy managed to down the shade on the way too, honestly it was an impressive amount of damage from a 4 foot drop," Steve continued on, oblivious. “One of the funniest calls me and my partner have gotten, and we once had to take care of someone who accidentally fell on a Buzz Lightyear toy and somehow got it stuck up their—you okay man?"

"I panicked and thought the cord would hold my weight." Eddie hid his face in his hands.

"Oh shit. You're 'broke all his bones man'?”

This was a nightmare. "Oh my G-d, I was so woozy. Please tell me I didn’t say anything weird.”

“You asked if I could ‘kiss your booboos better.’ Guess you’ve grown out your hair since?”

"I had to buzz it all off that semester because I had an Incident with some gum," Eddie groaned. "You can go now, I won't hold it against you."

He heard Steve slide closer. "And what makes you think your whole 'Bambi on ice' thing isn't working for me?"

Eddie cracked open an eye. "You sure about that?"

"Pretty sure," he said with a wink. "Plus, if you meet my friend Robin, she's known me since high school. Which means she unfortunately has photos of my braces years. You’re gonna have to stick around long enough to see em."

Eddie stared. Smooth Hottie still wanted him somehow? "Okay Big Boy, looks like I will." 

Steve smiled back. “Good. Now, lean back, I owe you a few kisses.”

Authors notes:

In case you weren't on Tumblr in the early-mid 2010's and remain blissfully unaware of BBC's Sherlock, please watch this clip to understand why Eddie is cursing Benedict Cumberbatch when he fails to plug in his phone fully sober

Eddie, Jeff, and Chrissy run a little coffee shop (complete with monthly open mic/karaoke nights) that EMTs Steve and Robin frequent. Not to worry, Robin will eventually meet her future wife Vickie at the shop after Vickie wins her heart with a rendition of "Before He Cheats."

Originally I had injured Eddie ask Steve about his biblically accurate angel form, but since I decided that Eddie's accident took place around 2010, and the angel meme only took off in 2020, I rewrote the line to be about kissing his booboos. Let's pretend this happens after a separate accident befalls Eddie (he'll be fine): Eddie: Ouch, I was out of it after they gave me the painkillers. I think I called you an angel? Steve: Yeah, you asked if my biblically accurate form had eyes as pretty as my human ones.

[cheriladycl01]

My home country - Pierre Gasly x IcelandicOlympicIceHockey! Reader

Plot: Your boyfriend Pierre watches on as you bring home Gold for team Iceland before you show him around the waterfalls and geysers your country is known for!

A/N: Having been to Iceland, this one was really fun to write as I've done all the things mentioned!

You’d just won gold and we’re on a complete high, your boyfriend being there to celebrate you and your teams win. It was a thrilling feeling having the Gold Medal placed around your neck and hugging all of your team mates who'd been a part of the journey.

You had all worked insanely hard and you'd cried once you realized you won.

The celebrations that night were crazy, you and Pierre spent the whole night in the club with all your friends and some of your family. There were also randoms there who were congratulating you and buying you drinks the whole night - much to Pierre's annoyance as they were mostly men.

But once they offered him a drink too after recognizing him, he didn't feel as peeved.

They day after and you both woke up with the worst hangover imaginable. You laid in bed in the fancy 5 star hotel you were set up in, both complaining about the headache you both had before you sulked down the stairs for the breakfast buffet.

You guys filled yourself on all the greasiest food in attempt to get rid of the hangover.

"Fuck Elskan. I feel awful" you say in Icelandic and Pierre looks at you as if you've grown two heads, not understanding anything but the pet name you use often for him.

"Babe, English or French please... I'm dying here!" he groans.

"Sorry, i revert back when I'm tired!" you smile before taking his hand.

"We have a busy day today!" you smile, excited for the plan you guys have.

"Nooooooo, please I just need a day in bed!" he complains looking over at you.

"You don't want to see my country?" you say with a sad voice, knowing he did as he'd been asking for ages for you to take him across Iceland and show him all the things you did growing up.

"I do!" he whines looking over at you.

"I just - cant we do that tomorrow?" he asks looking over you his sleepy eyes telling you he was struggling a little bit more than he was letting on.

"The fresh air will do you good, come on lets go get ready! It's cold so we need to wrap up warm" you advise grabbing his hand and dragging him out the restaurant.

You both change into warm clothes and waterproof having a little rucksack with you each. You guys had a busy day where you'd be hiking up a glacier and seeing some of the best waterfalls Iceland had to offer before going to swim in the geothermal spa called the Blue Lagoon to round up your day.

"The guys said we might even get to see the northern lights tonight!" you grin excitedly.

"Really?" Pierre asks knowing you'd seen them multiple times in your lifetime but it was something you still got pretty excited about.

You guys were on the tour bus and went straight to the glaciers, you had grippy shoes on, knowing what Iceland was like in the winter but Pierre didn't exactly think that through and when you looked back to where he was, really behind the rest of the group he looked like Bambi.

You couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Pierre, come on here!" you say handing him the walking stick you'd been using. He thanked you before you helped him up, holding one of his hands to try and keep him stable.

You get to the top and Pierre has a red face and watering eyes from the wind at the top unlike you wearing googles and a bandana to cover your mouth and neck to keep the warmth in.

"Why didn't you prepare me better!" he groans looking around at everyone else.

"I told you what to bring!" you giggle. You then start to make the decent down the glacier seeing the top of the gushing waterfall.

"I didn't expect it to be so loud!" Pierre shouts over the really loud water. All you could do was laugh at him before the tour guide started to talk to you in Icelandic about what was coming up next on the tour. Pierre awkwardly waited off to one side not knowing what to do.

"You are really going to enjoy the next bit!" you smile taking his hand and pull him into a searing kiss. His lips were a little chapped from the cold but you didn't mind.

You guys made the drive to the blue lagoon. You split in the changing rooms and Pierre was shocked to be greeted by multiple naked men. It was normal for you and when you met him at the entrance into the water he looked almost traumatised.

"Sorry I should have warned you about what you would have walked into!" you giggle before he shakes his trying to get rid of the images burned into his brain.

You both swim around, going to grab the face scrub at the bar to plaster over you face. You loved coming to the geothermal spa. The sensation of dipping right under the water, feeling the heat warm up your skin before standing up and having the wind whip around your wet skin was a sensation like no other.

"This is very romantic" Pierre smiles, holding you as you both float around clinging to each other.

"Mmmmm I'm glad we've done this. I've been missing home far to much!" you sigh. You'd made the decision to move with Pierre, as it made sense considering he was closer to Alpine and he was travelling for most of the year.

"I'm just scared for tomorrow!" he sighs, knowing it was a day he'd been expecting for a while but it didn't feel real.

"I've told you so many times, my parents will love you. We should have seen them earlier!" you grin, pulling him in for a kiss as you wrap your legs around his waist.

"God I love you!" he exclaims twirling you round in the water.

y/user

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y/user: Just brought home gold for my beautiful country! Iceland 🇮🇸 you are beautiful and I loved showing my boyfriend round!

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pierregasly: I loved spending time with you and congrats on your win ma cherie 🍒

-> y/user: I love you very much

->pierregasly: I love you too 🫶🏼❤️

alpinef1team: Congrats on the win Y/N!

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Sad Saturday or something idk

i'm gonna be so honest, i just wanted to post a little bit more of when you love someone so i came up with a bullshit excuse.

“My whole life is burning down around me, and you don’t even care-” “I do care! I do fucking care, Evan! You think I enjoy watching you struggle, you think I enjoyed you asking for a divorce and this goddamn separation? You think I like sleeping in a separate bed, watching you come home drunk out of your mind? I don’t know what you found at the bar, but I can tell you right now it doesn’t love you like I love you, like we love you. My friends think that I’m insane to be doing this with you, that I should just let you go. Our kid is almost grown, he’ll be fine!” “Then leave then!” Evan snaps.  “No! I won’t be fine! And you won’t be either! For better or for worse, remember? This is the for worse part!”

andddddd

“Where’s Dad?” Grey sobs. “I want Dad, where is he?” “Hey sweetheart,” Evan says hoarsely, taking his spot beside Tommy. “Hey, you’re okay. We’re both here. We’re right here.” “Daddy,” Grey sobs, seeing him. “You both keep saying- “ Grey cuts himself off with a sniffle, struggling to snuggle into Tommy’s hold. “Shit, kiddo, don’t move,” Tommy snaps out in a panic. Grey’s leg is bent in what has to be an unbearable angle, and Tommy’s sure if he looks closely, he’ll see his kid's bone. “Don’t move, they’re getting help, okay? Do not move.” “What do we both keep saying?” Evan asks Grey, trying to distract him. “You said we both keep saying…?” “It means it’s bad,” Grey says weakly.  “What means it’s bad, sweetheart?” Evan asks, smoothing Grey’s sweat-matted curls off his forehead. “What means it’s bad?”

and also cause i'm so obsessed

“El, I don’t know how much more I can do this,” Tommy says, his hand gripping his phone so tight, that he’s surprised it somehow hasn’t shattered in his grip. “This has just been so hard. And I can't blame anyone, there's no one to blame." “I know, T, I know. It’s okay.” His sister says gently. Tommy longs to be fifteen again, curled up in his older sister’s arms as she plays with his hair. “I think this is just the price you have to pay when you love someone.”

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[dykelips]

steddie — friends with benefits to lovers drabble

“friends don't do what we do.”

rating — teen & up. | tags — fwb to lovers, roommates au, everybody lives/nobody dies, gay steve, gay eddie, mutual pining, friends to lovers, love confessions, angst and hurt/comfort, friends with benefits.

steve's never really had self control. he's never had any when it came to several instances—calling jonathan byers a queer, kissing tommy on a drunken night when he was 15, going straight into an alternate dimension, facing billy hargrove and getting his ass beat, or even telling robin he has feelings for her, soon to find out she's a lesbian, and that he himself is a gay man.

steve's self control surely didn't exist the day steve proposed an... idea to eddie—a no attachment, friends with benefits who bang and get it out of their system type of deal. they're already best friends, deeply bonded from the whole vecna ordeal, so what harm could this do to them?

and now that steve thinks about it, it didn't do a small amount of harm, it practically ruined steve. he fell for eddie, and he's not sure eddie feels the same way.

steve broke his own rule. he found himself attached to eddie, thinking about eddie, talking only about eddie, being in love with eddie.

after steve comes home to their apartment and sees eddie making out with someone on their couch, he starts an argument. he doesn't own eddie, they aren't dating, and eddie's a grown man who can do whatever he wants, but seeing someone else other than himself lay their lips onto eddie's and kiss him, that really starts something inside of steve.

he can practically feel all of the months worth of collected feelings and thoughts bubbling up inside of him and almost spilling out over the sides the second eddie says what he says.

"we're just friends. we're friends, steve. you're you, and i'm me, and that's it," eddie says, arms crossed over his chest, hiding himself away and trying to tuck himself together.

"friends!? fucking—fucking friends, eddie? that's what we are? friends don't do the things we do."

steve scoffs and looks directly at eddie, face going red with anger and a mix of pain inside of him.

eddie looks down, lips pulled into a thin line, eyes downturned and hair hanging down around him, shielding him like a cave hidden behind a waterfall.

"yes, harrington. friends," eddie breathes out, head snapping up. "you act like you want me to say that we're more than that, but you're not into me. you just want to fuck me and act like nothing happened. i can't deal with that. i need someone who loves me, who tells me they need me and will take care of me and isn't disgusted or annoyed by me. that's what i need, not a fuck-buddy."

steve sputters and reaches his hands out, mentally saying fuck it and telling eddie how he really feels.

"eddie, jesus christ! i'm in love with you! i've been in love with you since you woke up from that goddamn coma last year."

eddie's eyes go wide, comically large and round, looking like bambi. he really fucking loves him.

"stop messing around, man."

steve shakes his head, not letting eddie dismiss him and believe it's just some sick joke that he's playing on him.

"why would i lie about loving you, eddie? everything i've done, it's all because of you. do you really think i would tell you this and compromise our friendship if i didn't feel just like i'm telling you now?"

eddie's mouth opens and closes like a dead fish, and he finally shuts it fully. "i, i don't—"

"if you don't love me back, that's okay. i just had to tell you, eds. you don't understand how much you mean to me," steve confesses, lips pulled into an apologetic smile. he goes and turns to walk out the door of their apartment,

eddie shoots out his arm, hand grabbing onto steve's forearm, squeezing, trying to stop him from leaving. "steve! fuck, i love you, too! i do, i really, really do. and, look, i didn't know how to tell you, because you're always being so frustratingly you, clearly not understanding all the hints i've dropped, trying to signal that i've been in love with you for months, too."

eddie licks his lips and his eyes seem to plead.

"really?" steve asks, hope bubbling up inside of him.

he nods, hair shaking around. "yeah, stevie. cross my heart and hope to die. i mean it. swear on it, even."

steve smiles at that.

"swear on what, exactly?" he knows the line he's crossing, and if eddie says what steve thinks he'll say, then steve knows it's true.

"on my guitar. my sweetheart. you know the one. i swear on her," eddie tells him, eyes flipping down to steve's lips and back up to meet his eyes.

"that's a big swear, munson. might need you to kiss me to prove it," steve teases, stepping in closer to eddie's bubble, noses almost touching.

eddie grins, wider that steve has seen for as long as he can remember. "i can do that."

he certainly swears on his guitar if the kiss that they shared proves anything.

whoops i suck at endings and writing in general, but this has been stuck in my head and i felt like trying to write. here it is. love you xx

[cowboywritersworld]

Making you feel like a princess

General Masterlist | AEW Masterlist | Hangman Adam Page Masterlist

Prompt: 05. Hurt/comfort from Flufftober 2024 by @thepenultimateword

Thanks to @madhatterbri for the idea, because I was going crazy 😂

Summary: Y/N was supposed to get married the year before. Maybe her fiance cheated, etc. Adam (I'm assuming it's him?) Takes her out for the whole day to lift her spirits.

One year... It is one year since you should be happily married. Exactly one year ago you were ready to get to the altar and marry the man of your dreams, but a major car accident has taken him away from you.

One year and you can't still forget him. In one year, many things have changed for you, but you still aren't doing progresses on the pain. You sigh as you try to eat breakfast at the hotel, that particular day is hard on you and luckily you don't have a match that evening.

"Y/N?" A male deep voice distraughts you from your thoughts, making you look up at who is talking to you.

"Morning Adam." You smile tiredly at him. "Sit down if you want." You both have grown closely, he is a very handsome man and if only you could get over that loss, Adam could be something more than a friend.

"How are you feeling, y/N? I'm always here for you." He sits down in front of you, looking at your features.

"Horrible." You say blatantly. "Have hardly slept. Good thing I'm not on the show tonight." You take a bite of your pancakes, knowing you need to eat.

"Why don't you come with me? It's a surprise, but afterwards we can do everything you want." He asks you gently. "Comfy clothes that you don't care if they get dirty."

You perk up your head at his words. "You know you don't have to Adam, right? I don't want to be a burden or ruin the day by being sad." You look down at your plate, sighing.

"I can't make your pain go away, but maybe I can help you relieve it just for today." Adam ruffles your hair, smiling. "Meet me at the hall of the hotel in 30 minutes, you won't regret it."

When you finally join him, he has his cowboy boots and hat on and is holding a basket, with the keys of his rental car in the other hand. In the car you both stay silent, only the songs coming from the radio being what makes noise.

Your eyes get wide when you notice the ranch with many horses.

"Are we going to ride a horse?" You ask, excited. You love horses ever since you are three years old.

"Exactly. We'll stop in a small cute place and have a picnic. When we get back we can go anywhere you want, Y/N."

He pays for both, helping you to get on the horse you chose, even though you don't really need help, but you find it cute. When he is ready, you ride off, enjoying the sunny weather, the Fall scents which surrounds you, especially when you go through the forest. Being a wrestler, you rarely have time to be on a horse, but there you are and for some moments you forget everything else; it is only you, Adam and your two horses. You ride for about an hour, before you stop on a clearing, from where you can see the whole city.

"This place is wonderful, Adam." You help him set up for the picnic, sitting then with your head against his shoulder.

"I don't get to come here very often, but I thought you would like it." He places a hand on your arm, caressing it slowly.

"This smell, this view, the sound of the animals..." You sigh, closing your eyes.

"We can stay here how much you want, even in silence. Just know that I am always ready to listen."

Adam sure is sweet, but you still aren't ready to open yourself fully to him. He is aware of what happened on this day one year ago, so you don't need to explain anything. You keep chatting about everything and nothing, eating the lunch he has bought for both of you, riding back in the afternoon. It has been a while since you had even just a bit of fun just like that, surely work doesn't really help, but right now you feel so much better.

"Do you think we can go to the movies after?" You ask with bambi eyes, chuckling when he rolls his eyes.

"Of course we can do that, this day is all for you."

[bingoboingobongo]

task force 141 + ice skating

Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

Warnings: none

A/N: screaming crying throwing up i have my two hardest finals tmmrw halp

guys we've finally got the gang back together

alright so let's be real for a minute

the 141 is definitely not the kind of group to coordinate an ice skating date outside of work

i mean can you imagine like six grown behemoth men at an ice skating rink with like some rando child whizzing around while half of them struggle to even get on the ice

yeah right

so when they do ice skate i see it happening while they're on duty

it's winter (duh) and they're up north so it's extra cold

the base they're staying is right next to a giant lake, which has finally frozen over

gaz was the first to notice

he was eating some breakfast (cocoa puffs) and he looked out the window and saw the lake all icy

and he pointed it out to price who was drinking some coffee and reading the newspaper on the couch

price got up to go check it out too (and u bet he did that thigh slap grunt combo men do)

and gaz was right, the lake was completely solid

and i like to think that the 141 usually has breakfast together/hangs out in the commons in the morning

so price asks if everyone wants to go skating

ofc most of them are happy to say yes

ghost needs some convincing but he gets there eventually

for some reason that base had a bunch of skates

but it worked out so no one's complaining

and don't ask how they had the right sizes or why they would be there in the first place (it's through the power of i have to sleep soon and i can't come up with an explanation rn)

so everyone starts making their way outside to the lake

alright time for some super speedy individual headcanons

simon "ghost" riley:

sorry but ghost definitely does not know how to skate

that's one of the reasons he was so apprehensive to join

it's hard to look intimidating when ur falling on ur butt

and it's not like he has a wall to hold onto

this is also his first time ice skating because he never got to do it as a kid

so yeah going into it he was pretty nervous

he doesn't even have the best balance to start out

but he's a fast learner and he was able to get the hang of it pretty quickly

definitely fell over a few times

much to the delight of soap who got to gloat as he helped him up

and ghost definitely said something like "watch your tone sergeant im still your commanding officer" to try and defend himself

it was not very effective

but once he gets the hang of it he can actually skate surprisingly well

he doesn't skate very long though until he goes back inside

much to the disappointment of everyone else

definitely skates with his hands at his side or in his pockets tho

except one time he almost face planted bc he couldn't use his hands to catch himself

so now he's extra paranoid about skating with his hands in his pockets (as he should don't skate with your hands in your pockets, it's dangerous)

john "soap" mactavish:

surprisingly good at ice skating

skated around a lot when he was a kid

roller skating and ice skating

so it comes pretty natural to him

he hadn't done it in a while but skating sorta like riding a bike in that you never really forget once you know how

he can do the like crossovers and stuff but not any super fancy tricks

def knows how to skate backwards tho

likes to skate super fast and then just go around in loops

laughs at ghost whenever he falls but ways helps him back up

he also had to teach ghost how to even skate

ghost was not very happy about that arrangement

but only because soap kept joking that ghost looked like bambi

ghost got his revenge though when after soap laughed at ghost for falling, he immediately faceplanted

and it was like a comical faceplant

his legs almost went over his head and everything

soap had to go inside after that because he got a bloody nose

in the end it was fine though and he went out and kept skating

soap's definitely the kinda guy to build up speed and then coast on the momentum with his arms out to his side

it makes him feel cool what can i say

kyle "gaz" garrick:

alright so gaz is a pretty decent skater

he's gone a few times recently with his younger siblings

so he knows the very basics

he's definitely a little more timid about it though

especially after watching everyone else keep falling over

for what it's worth he never fell over once tho

but he was also super duper paranoid about falling through the ice

he had to help out price a little bit too at the beginning

he wasn't very good at it though so soap ended up taking over

definitely is a more mild skater

he's just down to coast and do whatever

he gets cold pretty easily too so he's usually rubbing his arms or his hands together while he skates

also is really really really bad at stopping

especially since there's no wall

so he just kept continuously skating like the entire time

and then he had to coast until his momentum ran out when he wanted to go inside

john price:

alright so price skated a little when he was younger imo

he went on a lot of roller skating and ice skating dates back when he was a young adult

but it's been a long time since then and so it was kinda hard for him to get back into it

so he had gaz and soap help him at the beginning

after a while though he got back into the rhythm

and he started to get more and more gutsy

and started to try little tricks that he was able to do before

skating backwards, turning a little, those fancy stops where they like skid on the ice

at one point he messed up and fell though

and like a true old man he hurt his back

and lord was it a struggle to get off the ice

he had to get gaz and soap to come help him up

when he went back inside ghost was drinking some tea and asked him why he was holding his back like that

for fear of sounding like an old man, price told ghost it was nothing

the next morning though his back was super stiff though

but nothing he's never experienced before

alejandro vargas:

bro man's is actually cracked at skating

like price he definitely went on ice skating dates back when he was a young adult

but unlike price alejandro has actual moves

like he can skate backwards, forwards, on one leg, he can do turns, jumps

it's actually insane

like nobody knows how he got this good and he refuses to tell anyone anything except that he just went on a lot of ice skating dates

because the truth is that one year he had a crush on this girl who was super into figure skating

so he spent like the entire year watching figure skating clips from the winter olympics and stuff and practicing and his local skating rink so he could impress her

she ended up moving away before he could show her though

but he still kept on practicing because at that point he had just sorta fallen in love with ice skating

so yeah when he pulled up on that lake he shocked everyone

alejandro spent a lot of time helping rudy too

and yes they did that thing where alejandro held rudy's hands and skated backwards while rudy got pulled forward

i mean it's a skating staple it has to happen

rodolfo "rudy" parra:

alright so like ghost rudy's never skated before

he didn't realize they had a skating rink and he's also not really a fan of the cold

like i said before he tends to run cold so he needs a lot of jackets when he goes skating

alejandro had to teach him bc rudy truly had no idea how to do it

unlike ghost he was not successful quickly so alejandro spent most of the time holding his hand and guiding him

he definitely fell down a lot of times

wanted to give up at one point but alejandro made him keep going

and it was worth it because pretty soon after that he started to get the hang of it

he actually really enjoys ice skating

what can i say it makes him feel like elsa

definitely jokingly did elsa's hand movements and pretended he was controlling the ice or something

he had to start off skating super duper slow though because he was really nervous about falling

but by the end he was able to speed up and live his ice queen dreams

[moviesstoriesandbooks]

Imagine that Kim and Chay start goin on drives , coffee dates , jamming sessions , dinner dates , brunch dates , homework dates together (but discretely for safety reasons) , and they talk and talk and talk but Kim is still new to opening himself up. And like how it is usually with young love they both mess up from time to time , but especially one day , kim does.

He fails to communicate and they end up fighting , Chay leaves for the main family compound and Kim can't fall asleep on his empty bed no matter how long he tries . So he gets dressed to go out , get drunk , maybe dance or fight , somehow tire himself out so his head stops spinning , so he can just SLEEEP.

But then he comes across Chay partying enthusiastically with Macau , which makes the embers of jealousy in his heart, towards anyone who has an easy relationship with Chay , glow red. After sometime he couldn't keep himself away and tries to drag Chay away from the table , shouting excuses with a fixed smile on his face to whomsoever it may concern , we have to get back , have an early lecture don't you PORChay?! I think you've had enough to drink haven't you?

And they break into a fistfight in the garage when Chay comes to understand that he's being shepherded back home , by kim whom he was currently fighting with.

Kim gets a taste of Chay's recent self defence practice , splits his lower lip and had to spit out blood , but what surprised him most was how much he had to exert himself to restrain a tipsy Chay.

When they had started to make out slowly after a few days into this new relationship ,he hadn't been able comprehend how the kid he'd met mere months ago had grown taller than him , how he seemed way more confident in expressing his love physically , but to feel the resistance his body was now offering against Kim's very strong attempts at subduing the fight, was nothing short of shocking.

When he finally had chay pinned against the car , his bambi's eyes were angry and accusing. His fury only made Kim harder , and that one moment of weakness was all it took for porchay to flip their positions.

He had Kim trapped against the door of the black vehicle , and his hands restrained.

Kim looked at him coolly, and bared his bloodstained teeth . Chay pressed himself firmly against his lover and started kissing him hungrily.

Later in Kim's apartment, Chay had to beg Kim to stop. He couldn't anymore. He just couldn't. We have tomorrow Phi. The day after that maybe. Maybe not tomorrow. I'm all wrung out.

Kim was merciless. He needed more if he were to sleep till noon.

It was one of the most peaceful night's sleep Kimhan Theerapanyakul had in a long long time.

[mydarllinglover]

Alone || Making Friends

Previous

The time had come when the girls could eat on their own, they were ten months old, twelve weeks since Carols visit, and her words hung over the household, it got Natalia thinking about someone else, as well. 

Natalia woke up early one frosty morning, the rest of the house was asleep, including Daryl.

She slowly and silently got out of the bed, making sure her missing presence wouldn't wake him up.

Natalia dressed up warm, her eyes stayed on the sleeping body, he was a light sleeper, she only had one shot.

Daryl, haven't done a runner just yet, had to take care of something, will be back later, take care of my girls. You know why I didn't tell you, don't bother, you wouldn't of even let me leave the walls if I asked , you'll forgive me, it's why I'm coming back when it's dark ;), love Nat. She scribbled on a note, leaving it on her pillow. 

She then left the bedroom, sneaking into Evie's.

"Mom?" Evie whispered, rolling over and half opening her eyes.

"Hey, sweet girl." Natalia smiled at her, brushing her hair out of her sleepy face. "I'm gonna pop out for a lil bit, I'm gonna be back after dinner, wanted to say bye before I went."

"Where are you going?" She rubbed her eyes. "I'll go with you."

"No, it's okay, I just gotta go see an old friend, it's still cold out, don't wanna get you sick before your tenth birthday, 'Sides, need ya to help out Dad today, gonna be the first time he's gotta look after the girls on his own, and he don't know yet."

"And he's gonna need all the help he can get."

"Yeah, he does." Natalia laughed. "Love you, kid." She kissed her head.

"Love you, Mom." She kissed her head back.

"Maybe visit Aaron, see what he's up to today."

"Yeah, good idea." Evie nodded.

"Alright, go back to bed." She tucked the girl in extra tight, before leaving her room, going in the last one.

Daisy and Bambi were already stood up, clinging onto the bars of the crib as they bounced on the mattress, they'd have to get them a bigger, proper bed in the next few months.

"Mama." Daisy cooed.

"Mama, Mama." Bambi repeated, sucking on her finger. 

"Hi, babies." Natalia beamed, keeping her voice low as she rushed towards the crib, wrapping her arms around her daughters. "Hi, hey."

"Hi Mama." Daisy copied, waving her hand. 

"Hi." Bambi babbled.

"Hey." The cuteness overload was enough to make her want to stay home instead, her nor Daryl had left the twins alone since the day they were born, the furthest apart was a few hours from their bedrooms. "Mommy's gotta go out, but I'll be back soon, can you say bye-bye? Bye-bye."

"Bye-bye, Momma." Bambi rubbed her face as she placed her tiny hand on Natalia's cheek.

"Yeah? Daisy-Waisy, bye-bye?" Natalia asked, stroking Bambi's curls.

"Bye Momma." Daisy added, laying her head on Natalia, her arms around her. 

"I love you girls, so, so much." She weeped, smiling as she hugged them. "Be good for Daddy and Evie. Can I have a kiss?"

Both girls took in turn to kiss their mom before she eventually had to leave.

"Where are you heading off to?"

Natalia was attempting to sneak out the gates without being stopped, but Laura, who was on watch, had other plans.

"Just getting some fresh air." Natalia answered, shielding her eyes from the rising sun. 

"Bullshit. 'Fess up right now or I'm getting Daryl." Laura threatened.

"You know I'm not your captive anymore, right? Haven't been for a long time. Daryl, my husband, knows what I'm doing, no need to go running off and snitching, I'm a grown woman."

"Liar, Dixon."

"Yeah, well, I'll be back later, remind him one of us has to stay here when he comes looking."

"Nat..." Laura felt uneasy lying to the man, the very overprotective scary man, she respected him a lot, and Laura could handle her shit, but, there was a reason she surrendered so easily on that hill, the both of them could be a terrifying threat, especially with twin babies fucking up their schedules. "You sure you're ready?"

"Laura, mind your business and do your job." Natalia finalised, leaving Alexandra with nothing but her weapons and a set of photographs.

She trekked through the woods for a couple of hours, trying to remember the vague route from so long ago, so far only taking out a handful of walkers.

"You ain't pregnant again, so what the hell are you doing back on my land?" That familiar voice floated through the air.

Natalia spun on her heel, staring down the barrel of the shotgun that was aimed between her eyes.

"Looking for you, obviously." Natalia automatically raised her hands above her head in surrender.

"Why?" Leah asked.

Natalia thought on it for a moment, eventually forming an adequate statement that hopefully let her leave the woods alive in the next few hours.

"Wanted to give you an update, on the girls, all three of them."

"What makes you think I care?" She slowly began lowering the gun.

"Nothing, but you did help me, you saved our lives, something's gotta give in that cold black heart of yours."

"Watch it, pipsqueak."

"Still don't scare me, G.I. Jane."

"The gun should." She raised it again.

"Nah, being shot ain't that bad, long as it's not fatal, I'll get through it." Natalia shrugged.

"Weird little thing." Leah muttered, unimpressed by her casualness, lowering the gun once more.

"So, you gonna be rude and make us chit chat outside, or you gonna invite me into your home, again?"

Leah scoffed, but turned her back, walking through the woods, Natalia followed.

"You find your kid?" Leah asked as they walked through the tree's, the cabin was close.

"Oh, yeah. She was back by the time I got there, I tend to overreact a lot when I'm stressed and under pressure."

"I gathered that." She clipped. "What even happened?"

Natalia thought about it for a second, wondering whether she wanted to share with the stranger, if it were safe to?

"She was taken." Natalia started, choosing her words carefully. "Her and all the children in our community, including my niece. Evie's the oldest out of all of them, and she protected them until my husband and my best friend could find them."

"That's tough." Leah sighed.

"Yeah, let's just say we're not exactly recruiting at the moment."

"Good."

Willow jogged towards them, sniffing Natalia who was quick to pet the dog.

"Hey!" She said, excitedly. "How are you?"

"Stop babying my dog." Leah told her.

"But she is a baby, you're just a precious lil baby, huh?"

Natalia looked up at the woman, who was staring at her, unimpressed, she wondered if her ponytail was too tight, why she seemed to be in a constant bad mood.

"Don't talk to her like that." Leah pressed.

"Sorry, I've been around nothing but babies and toddlers for months." Natalia stood up straight.

"Y'know, it took me weeks to scrub the couch clean." Leah admitted, when they walked into the wooden cabin.

"I brought pictures." Natalia waved the handful of photographs that Evie had been snapping throughout the months, ignoring her comment. "You wanna see them?"

Leah looked at her again, she was stiff and her face was blank, but she sat down on the couch next to the smaller woman, anyway. 

Natalia smirked to herself, the strange scary woman was warming up to her. 

She showed her the small stack of photo's, the first one was of the girls in their highchairs, Natalia's back was also in the corner of the picture, a spoon leading to Daisy's mouth, another hand was leading a spoon to Bambi's.

"These are the twins, obviously." Natalia said. "That's Dase, and that's Bam." She pointed.

"They're... indentical." She stated. "But not."

"I know, right." Natalia smiled at her. "So weird."

"Do they get theirs curls from the father?"

"Huh? Oh, no, the only thing that gives that man volume is the lack of a hairbrush, I used to have curly hair as a kid, before I discovered flat irons and grew it out."

"It' a risk having hair as long as yours." It was a reach, Natalia's hair wasn't much longer than the woman's, she just preferred to have it down. 

"Isn't everything these days?" She shrugged, flipping to the next photo, Evie was reading the girls a story as they were all tucked up in Daryl and Natalia's bed. 

"Is that Evie?"

"Yeah, she's nearly ten."

"She's pretty."

"She is, Evie's a great kid, I'm really glad she took an interest in us, her dad, her bio dad, said that me and Daryl were the only people she actually bothered to talk to, in the community, after we'd only arrived like a few days prior."

"So it was fate." Leah mused, but she seemed far away in her own head.

"I guess, yeah." Natalia had a soft smile on her face as she stared down at her lap, switching the photo's, the one of Daryl and the girls star gazing.

"That your husband?" Leah asked.

"Yep, that's my Daryl."

"Hm."

"What?" Natalia looked at the woman, who seemed to be fixated on the photo, making her want to switch to the next one.

"Nothing, just, uh, I wasn't expecting him to look like that."

"Uh huh..."

"No, not like in a bad way, just that... I don't know, I don't really know, she's got his eyes, but I can see they're the spitting image of you." Leah tried to steer the conversation, pointing at Bambi, Natalia took the bait.

"You think so?"

"Yeah, the older they're getting, the more they're starting to look like you."

"Here, the fabric you used to swaddle them out of here, turned them into blankets for the girls." The next picture was of the twins in their cribs, after waking up from a nap, both clinging onto the cloths in one arm, their bunnies in their clutches, their hair was in matted curls, they were about five months old, in the picture.

"Cute bunnies, you base each of them around that colour." Leah alluded their matching pyjamas to the colour of the teddy.

"Yeah, they're twins, so you know, I think it's cute, one of my best friends, my husbands brother, he was really looking forward to them being here. More than us, at the time." She chuckled. "He uh, he gave them to me when we set up their nursery."

"Where is he now?" Leah asked.

"Gone." Natalia looked down. "He's just gone, something happened and he disappeared, we still have hope that he's out there, we're gonna find him one day, just focusing on the girls right now."

"Do you think you'll find him?"

"Course I do. Yeah, He's got a daughter to get back to, and a son to meet, he's out there, I know it."

Just like she had told Daryl in her note, she was back at night, Rosita had let her in, as she was on watch.

"Good luck." Was how she greeted her.

"That bad, huh?"

"Evie practically threw a tantrum to stall him so Michonne or Aaron could convince him you could handle yourself."

"I taught her well." Natalia shrugged.

"Hey, listen, in case I don't catch you tomorrow, uh, I'm leaving."

"You're leaving?" Natalia furrowed her brows. 

"Yeah, only for a little while, Tara and I, we've been missing each other real bad, and she seemed stressed out when I talked to her earlier, so I just wanna go up there, and make sure she's alright and everything, won't be for too long." Rosita explained. "I would've said bye tomorrow, but whilst I had you here, and you're not running off for nap time, or food time, or cause someone's crying, and your not covered in mush or puke-"

"I get it, Ro, thanks."

"Anyways, was wondering if you had a picture of the girls I could borrow, to take with me so I can show everyone up Hilltop the prized Dixon twins, I already got one of RJ."

"The prized Dixon twins." Natalia snorted, but she grabbed the pile of photos from her pocket, flicking through them for the most UpToDate one. 

The girls were sat in the bathtub, Daryl had over done it with the bubbles, that they were supposed to use sparingly, they were almost drowning in them, their little faces poking out with giant, cheesy smiles on their faces as their curls stuck to their foreheads, their little button noses were scrunched up and their two front teeth were being shown off, Natalia couldn't stop giggling at how cute they were, when she took the picture.

"Here, it's from last week." She handed it to Rosita, "I want it back though, it's my favourite."

"Nat, your girls are lucky they grew up here instead of the old world, otherwise I woulda beat your ass for not putting them in beauty pageants, the sorta money we'd be raking in with these two."

"Oh my god, my mom used to force me to do them, till I was four." Natalia laughed, completely forgetting that fact about herself, that seemed like three lifetimes ago.

"That doesn't even surprise me." Rosita rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Alright I gotta go, give Maggie, Jesus, Tara and Hershel my best."

"Will do." She saluted as Natalia walked down the road.

"Evie, what are you doing?" Natalia asked, stopping at the steps where her daughter was sat, the steps in front of the window of Negan's cell.

Evie jumped up, cutting herself off from whatever she had previously been telling the window, the shock on her face at being caught, let Natalia know that she didn't intent to be found out, she'd knew neither parent would like this.

"Mom, you're back." She gasped, her eyes still wide. 

"What are you doing, Evelyn." Her tone was serious, but she tried to keep her anger at bay, letting the girl explain herself. "Does Dad know what you're up to?"

"Yeah... No." She looked down, shaking her head. "He's at home, putting the girls to bed and waiting for you to get back."

"So what are you doing out here, here! Do you have any idea of what time it is? And you snuck out?"

"I didn't sneak out!" She denied.

"Oh, you didn't huh? So, what? You just casually told Dad you were going on a late night stroll, to right here, and sit and have a nice lil convo, and he just... just let you, but he doesn't know you're here because he forgot, did I get that right?"

"No, mom, it's not like that, I was just-"

"Enough."

"Let me explain-" Evie pleaded.

"No. You're grounded, Evelyn. I catch you here again, and I might just let Dad know what you were up to, see what he thinks about that."

"You're not going to tell him?" She looked back up.

"Course not, run along, now, tell him I'm on my way, and I meant what I said." She pointed down the street, towards their home.

"Mom, I'm real sorry, It won't happen again, I promise."

"It better not, go." She watched Evie run down the street, until, she disappeared behind the front door.

Natalia walked towards the second set of the steps, walking down them and entering the cell, for the first time in over a year.  

Negan was already waiting for her arrival, sat on his cot, his chin resting on his palm, he looked tired, she didn't care.

"Talk to my daughter, ever again, and I will slit your throat, and this time, Siddiq won't save you." She told him, in a low voice.

"You wanna even know what she was telling me?" He asked.

"No."

"She was telling me how happy you are." He continued, anyway.

"So?" Natalia folded her arms across her chest, unimpressed as she raised a brow.

"She was telling me how happy you are, with Daryl, raising your kids together, practically shoving it in my face." This information threw Natalia off, making her feel a little guilty for telling the girl off, maybe even a little proud. "Wanted me to know, that despite everything I did to the pair of you, you manged to still be happy, with each other, as a family."

"We are very happy." She backed up the source.

"Does she know?" He asked.

"What, Negan?" Natalia sighed.

"Why they're dead? The reason you made me kill them, she know that her own Mommy and Daddy are stone cold killers, who got their friends killed."

Natalia froze up, almost choking on her breath as her hands turned clammy.

"Shut up." She gritted through her teeth.

"You both gonna teach the twins your ways, how to sneak weapons on them, kill someone in the dark, stab someone in the back, beat them to death with a pole, how to ambush a whole group of people who just want to live, turn them into lil killers an'all?"

"Stop." She took a step forward, her nails digging into the palm of her hand.

"Awee, don't kill me just yet, Moore, turn it into a lesson for them, show 'em what happens when Mommy can't admit to what she is, no matter how much she pretends to act like a doting wife and loving mother, that ain't you, Natty, you're a killer, just like me, hell, if you were with me, instead of them, you'd be sitting in this cell right here." He slapped the seat next to him. "Nah, they woulda killed ya, cause you're too dangerous, they know me, they know what I'm capable of, and still, after all this time, you're still full of surprises, sneaking out when the house is asleep, going off an' doing whatever it was you decided to spend your day on, by the looks of you, killing, slaughtering, they know about that, huh? You can pretend how much you like, neither of you are fit for this, hell, the only reason he's staying behind the walls is cause you got him trapped like a dog no more than I did, he woulda left this place in the dust, and everyone with it, guess you can be proud of that. Or, does he stick around, cause he don't trust you with them, don't think you can keep 'em safe when he ain't around, I mean, couldn't keep the first two alive, what's three more, right? That's why he never leaves ya alone with them, won't stray too far, thinks about before, them kids, couldn't even protect them, what's changed? You only became more of a threat."

Natalia lunged for him, the bars preventing her from actually getting to the man, she held on to the metal as she fought back tears, staring at him with pure hatred.

"Shut up. Shut up, shut up, shut up!" She cursed. "I'm not." She shook her head, she felt like she was losing her mind, but she couldn't help it, here she was, trying to put on a brave front, like everything was fine and she had it all figured out, and he stripped her of the whole façade, leaving her with the thoughts that had been circling her mind for months, it was true, everything he was saying, even the stuff about Daryl, he truly had never left her alone with the twins, never for long, and never far, she had never let herself think why, it made her feel sick when the thoughts danced across her brain.

"Truth hurts, darlin'" He mused, looking sad, facing away from her.

"No, I'm not a killer, I'm not! I'm not like you, I'm nothing like you."

"Tell that to all those people who're dead, you can't cause you killed them. They're all dead because of you, plain and simple Natalia, you ain't a hero, you got more blood on your hands than anyone, I heard the stories, and the times back in Georgia, everyone knows, everyone knows what you are, the only reason anybody keeps you around is cause'ah Daryl, Michonne and what used to be Rick."

Natalia pulled out a knife, watching the man carefully, how his eyes followed the blade, as they lit up, realising this was his chance, he did it, he managed to tick her off enough to end his suffering, and that's when she realised that she played right into his hand.

She threw the knife, it landing upright into his plant pot, shattering it as the hilt imbedded into the soil.

"Oops, must've dropped it." Natalia said, her face was blank as she let go of the anger, washing away his words. "Goodnight, Negan."

"Hey, no! Natalia, get back here! Don't walk away from me" Negan called after her. "Don't, you're a murderer, do what you do best, kill me, kill me!"

"I don't work for you."

She left the cell, letting the few tears, that built up, run free, before wiping them away when she reached her home.

She quietly made her way upstairs, Daryl was sneaking out of the twins room, freezing when he saw her, the blood and gore that stained her face, hair and clothes, his expression instantly turned stony, he was mad at her, still, but he was worried.

"Just walkers." Natalia whispered, continuing up the stairs and making her way to their room, and towards the bathroom, he followed.

"Girl's are asleep." He muttered, leaning against the wall of the bathroom, his arms folded across his chest, whilst she fiddled with the shower. "Took ages cause they wanted their Momma."

A small smile graced her face as she checked the temperature of the running water.

"Where'd you go?" Daryl asked.

"Just... something I'm working on." She answered, starting to peel her clothes off.

"What, you ain't gonna bother telling me? You sneak off before the suns even up, leaving me a fucking note, whilst they all got goodbyes, come home, like that, an' you won't even tell me what you were up to? Nat-"

"You trust me, right?" She asked, it was a test, she had to prove Negan wrong. "Daryl, do you trust me?"

"Don't pull that shit." He pointed at her, pushing off the wall. "You know full well I trust you with my life, don' mean you get to lie and go behind my back, what were you doing?"

"I'm working on something, 'kay?" She took a deep breath in, letting it out as she stepped towards him, beginning to unbutton his shirt. "You know that woman, the one I met in the woods."

"Yeah, Leah."

"Yeah." She pushed his shirt down his arms. "I just... I don't want her to think she's completely alone, guess I'm tryna make friends, I don't know... Sometimes, I just think, what would my life be like if you, Glenn and T-Dog never bothered me, would I be dead, would I have joined a group, other things, I wanna help her."

"Mhm." He grunted. 

"I'm sorry for leaving, but I knew that if I didn't go out today, I probably never would. And with everything Carol said, weeks ago, couldn't get it out my mind." She trailed soft kisses across his bare chest, towards his collarbone and up along his throat, as her hands undid the buttons of his jeans, pulling them down.

"Baby." He groaned, his hands landing on her waist, "I know what you're doing, I'm still pissed at ya."

"Show me how much" She rose on her tiptoes, whispering in his ear, with a wicked smile.

One of his hands cupped her face, turning her head to kiss her hard, walking her backwards and into the shower.

She let out a giggle when her back hit the wall, the water falling over them, washing away the mess across her skin as they sucked faces.

"When I woke up, an' you were gone, was so fuckin' mad at ya." Daryl growled, kissing down her neck and across her chest, caressing each breast. 

"How mad, baby?" She whined as he continued down her body, getting to his knees.

He ran his hand up her left leg, placing it over his shoulder, opening her up for himself.

"So fuckin' mad, at myself, an'all, maybe I haven't been treating you good enough, haven't been showing you where you belong, who you belong with." He kissed up her thigh's, marking each one as she leaned her head back against the wall, letting out soft mewls, his raspy voice vibrated against her skin, she truly felt that the sound of him talking could undo her, alone.

Natalia screwed her eyes shut, her fingers finding the roots of his hair, pulling on them, as she arched her back, pathetically begging for more of his touch, she truly had taught him well.

"Who you belong with, baby?" He asked, his breath fanning over her wet heat, as his hands rubbed and squeezed her thighs and ass

"You. I belong with you, I'm sorry, I won't ever go without telling you again, please, I- I need you, I belong with you, forever." She pleaded desperately.

"Tha's it, atta girl." He licked up a long strip along her folds, sucking on her clit, causing her to bite her lip, to keep her guttural moan quiet, they had an advantage of the shower blocking out most of their noise, but it wasn't enough to overtake Natalia's cries of pleasure. 

He continued to attack her sensitive bud as two fingers entered her, stretching her out for what was to come.

"Dar- Daryl, oh, fuck. Oh, God, I'm so close." Natalia gritted, as she took out her built up frustration on his dark locks, grinding against his face.

At her words, he pulled away, his angry expression returning as he stood up, ignoring her whimper at feeling empty. 

"Turn 'round." He ordered. 

"Daryl?" She raised her brows, confused over his switch up, her lips pouted, acting innocent.

"Said turn 'round." He growled, "Hands on the wall, thought you were gonna get what you want, after what you pulled, naw, you gon' do what I say, an' you gon' take it, then we'll see if ya actually learn ya lesson, understood?"

She nodded, her eyes still wide.

"Use that pretty mouth of yers."

"I understand."

He couldn't help himself but to kiss her again, she looked so perfect, under the water, as drops hung from her lashes, the soft expression on her face, and how her normally tidy and maintained hair turned frizzy and all over the place.

His hand held the side of her neck as he bruised her lips with his own, letting her taste herself.  

Normally, when Daryl was pissed, upset, or angry, he'd hit, hurt or break something, but taking it out on her, like this, was too good of something to pass up, Daryl was the opposite of a selfish lover, if he could, he'd spend all his days just satisfying her, that was enough for him, he didn't need anything in return, the only times he'd ever let her go down on him, is if she wanted to, badly.

But he needed to show her how it made him feel when she ran off, somehow, the woman made him feel like a crazy obsessed lunatic, she had him wrapped around her finger since the day she had that gun pointed at his face, but he'd probably stab you if you mentioned it.

When he felt her get too comfortable with the kiss, he pulled his head away, guiding her to move towards the wall, she did as he said, placing her hands on the wall as he nudged her legs apart, grabbing a hold of her hair as he bent her over slightly.

He pushed himself against her, his other hand holding her hip tightly.

"Ready?" He asked. 

"Come on, Daryl, please." She cried, still on the verge, wanting him to just pound inside her, even going to the length of rubbing up against his front, feeling him.

He couldn't hold out any longer, he lined himself up, before ploughing into her, roughly.

Natalia clenched around him, wanting him deeper

She let out a satisfied moan of victory, no matter what, she always got her way.

Daryl found a pace, as he thrusted into her, over and over and over.

"Fuck, baby, hard to stay mad at yer, when you're so fuckin' perfect, wanna be here for the rest of the time I'm breathin'." He grunted, reaching his own high. "Like you were made just for me."

"Yes, yes, oh god." She gasped, the knot tightening.

"You're mine. Ain't ya, you ain't nobodies but mine."

"I'm yours, fuck, nobody does it like you, ruined me forever, can only have you." Her voice rose the closer she got.

She could tell he wasn't far behind, literally and figuratively, by the way his thrusts were getting sloppier and faster, his breathing more laboured. 

He held on until she came, tightening around him even more as she released, Daryl continued, bringing a hand round to her bud, circling it firmly as he coaxed her through her high.

When he reached his breaking point, he pulled out, letting himself go, letting the shower wash away his mess. 

Once they were both properly showered, Daryl carried her back to their room, throwing her on the bed for the next, third, fourth and fifth round of the night.

The lack of sleep was worth it, they were both satisfied with the results, coming to an agreement, Natalia was still going to meet with the woman in the woods, until she finally came around to her, but she'd at least let Daryl know, and they'd have a repeat of the night every time, to make up for the time apart, which they were both adamant on.

Next

[gerrydelano]

heartbreak for any of the four?

heartbreak: Have they ever had a relationship that ended badly? Experienced some other kind of heartbreak? What happened?

oofa doofa! i will answer for all four ^_^

ask game!

CASEY: he's definitely the person who gets himself tied in KNOTS over crushes, even though he gets calmer in the relationship itself. he had one girlfriend who he was with for two years, noelle, and imo they had an amicable breakup that didn't actually devastate him at all. sometimes things just don't work! and he handled it like a grown-up. meanwhile, in his relationship with pruitt, he goes a bit. Haywire. and heartbreak wise, he gets very used to disappointment and bad news and feeling so much pain for somebody that it breaks your heart, too. and his bitterness upon ayla's disappearance is on TOP of bitterness from being long distance and fraught with pruitt after pruitt is taken in by overseers. so he doesn't handle that shit well at all, but it's fairly new and it only really gets bad after the trauma of the inciting incident. he's also the only one who had no internet grooming experiences because it just didn't happen like that for him imo he escaped lol

AYLA: she is actually the heartbreakER. at least once. she was dating one of casey's friends, micah, for like also two ish years, and she was like... going through the motions. he was a sweet enough guy and so she figured it was Fine but then she got a bit too close with one of her roommates, odette, and after a kiss she realized OH CRAP I'M LESBIAN and she rushes to break up with poor micah LMAO and he's like. hurt, but he gets past it, because he wouldn't have wanted to trap her in feeling anything less than Herself. she even breaks her current gf's heart, bambi, after she comes back from being gone. as for heartbreaks She experiences herself, she was in fact a Girl On The Internet and was probably groomed by somebody at some point and thought she was in love with them and had to deal with the shit we all dealt with like the suicide threats and blablabla. cried over That plenty. but then she grows up and looks back and is like huh. i should have told that guy to go fuck himself.

PHILOMENA: she has probably got a colorful enough "dating" history as a TRANS girl On The Internet as well i.e. was also definitely groomed at some point, imo by a woman, and she had her vulnerability taken advantage of and it's not fair and it Sucks and she's just. y'know she's been through a lot of the Same Old Shit that a loooot of people in our generation have gone through, made worse by transmisogynoir, and a lot of it is completely heartbreaking. probably a good deal of the reason she closes herself off so much now and is very protective of herself and her heart, even to the point of Neglecting her own happiness. poor fucking philomena. i'm sure she's had honest relationships that ended up hurting too because when she DOES get invested she really puts her whole self into it and that's always a recipe for pain when you're growing up, no matter who you are.

PRUITT: this man has been so violently isolated his whole life that the primary heartbreak he experiences is at the hands of his mother constantly betraying and using him for her own gain. it's a twisted relationship and sometimes he gets that confusing feeling that he's treating it the same way she is Which He Isn't Of Course but that's lifelong psychological trauma and brainwashing for you. he didn't really have relationships with peers but probably did also get a taste of Weird Internet Relationship because he has a habit of clinging to anyone that gives him attention and affection and is a very desperate individual because he is like. man my life can't revolve around my fucking Mother forever. but it gets him into some minor trouble, until casey. and boy does casey break his heart sometimes. first time that happened was probably when casey didn't believe him when he said he never killed anyone for his black market dealer "boss." happens a few times throughout but man during their Distant and Drifting period he is completely heartbroken and just tries to focus on other things, like his overseer tasks. all in all he's not having a good time. casey is the first person he's ever been in love with and who he ever felt really loved by in return so when things get tense between them he has no practice in coping with it.

[justagalwhowrites]

Have the best time at the ren faire bestie!!!! Would you have any head canons for how your Joels / OCs would experience a ren faire in their universes 👀 I could totally see them setting up a little faire in Jackson omg

Thank you so much, Bestie!! I'm excited for it! Not excited to get up at 6 a.m. to go to beat the traffic to pick up our season passes but excited for the rest of it lol

Because it's me and I love story and I know Texas ren faires (I used to work at Scarborough for those in DFW!), Joel lived close to the largest ren faire in the world, the Texas Renaissance Festival! It's a fall faire just outside Houston, and I'm assuming that's where he'd go. MAYBE Sherwood? But probably TRF so that's where I'm going to be sending the pre-outbreak and no-outbreak Joels :)

Here are my Ren Faire HCs!

Lavender: Joel and Doc definitely took Sarah to TRF at least once. Sarah and Doc got matching flower garlands and the knight gave Sarah the token at the joust. Everyone got their own turkey leg even though Joel was very skeptical that Sarah could eat one by herself. Joel ends up eating all of his and half of Sarah's because she can't finish. Sarah falls asleep on the drive home and Joel keeps looking over at Doc with the flowers in her hair and a little smile on her face while her fingers are laced with his in the glow of the streetlights. When he carries Sarah inside and tucks her into bed, Doc calls him her knight in shining armor and she has to stifle a laugh when he damn near tackles her before taking her to bed.

Yearling: Savvy finds a book that talks about renaissance faires and she asks Ellie about them. "Fuck if I know, dude" is all Ellie has to say. So they take the question to Joel and Bambi. Joel's like "Took Sarah to one of those once... kinda weird but she loved it." Bambi gets a good laugh out of it and says "Yeah, there was one of these not too far from me when I was a kid. I went with some friends in high school once, almost got kicked out for drinking too much. They wouldn't let me try jousting though..." Savvy gets a little hung up on the idea in that way teenaged girls sometimes do so Joel organizes a little Jackson renaissance faire. The more theatrical kids put on a show, Julia makes flower crowns with the girls, he convinces Bambi to play some period-appropriate music with him. Jousting isn't really possible because without the armor you're just going to get hurt but Olivia helps coordinate some contests for the best riders in town (minus Bambi because that's just unfair.) Everyone has a great time. It becomes an annual thing.

New in Town: Beautiful has never been to a ren faire. "You're shittin' me," Joel just looks at her. "Not ever?" "Nope," she says. "Kind of thought they were a kid thing. Aren't they a kid thing?" He smiles a little. "There's kid stuff but... trust me, every time I brought Sarah there, the grown ups were having more fun than the kids." So they go to TRF and Joel insists on getting Beautiful a corset and then kind of regrets it because holy shit now he has to look at her looking like that without anywhere to sneak off and fuck her. They go to the rowdiest shows and when she gets tipsy, she whispers in his ear "You sure there's nowhere around here you can fuck me?" Joel immediately gets on his phone and books the nearest open hotel room. They fuck like crazy and decide to go back to the faire the next morning and see the rest of it.

Halcyon: Joel and Goldie definitely went to TRF when they were teenagers. She would have dragged him and he would have had even more fun than her. She'd think it was because of the corsets. It's really because he could see how happy she was and dammit, it's hard to get better than that for Joel. So they decide to take Sarah for old time's sake. Sarah and Goldie wear peasant skirts and shirts and at faire Sarah gets a cloak that she PROMISES to wear for part of her Halloween costume that year and Joel catches Goldie eyeballing a particularly beautiful corset. He convinces her to try it on. "C'mon, live a little woman." So she does and she looks so good in it he forgets how to speak for a moment and she says "Sorry, I know, it's dumb..." "No!" He almost yells it before he clears his throat. "No, it's... really not dumb, Goldie Girl. Looks really nice on you, you should get it." He tries not to stare at her all day in it but he definitely fails. She asks him for help getting out of the corset when they go back to the car later and his hands shake a little as he unlaces her.

The Savage and the Sanctuary: Ellie hears about the festival from a classmate and begs to go. "There are swords, Sissy. SWORDS." And Joel tries not to groan and Reader just smiles, realizing this is just another way to annoy him. "Well, you heard her. There are swords." So they go. Ellie is obsessed with the weaponry. Reader lets her pick out a sword to take home. Joel's head is on a swivel the whole time but Reader's baseball cap and sunglasses disguise have actually helped her fly under the radar here. So many people are looking at the elaborate garb on other patrons that she's largely ignored. She does get one or two "Has anyone ever told you that you look just like..." and she cuts them off with a laugh and goes "Yeah, I get that a lot. Not sure why, she's WAY prettier." Joel tries to not like how happy Ellie and Reader look because that would mean he cares and he shouldn't care. Fuck caring. The traffic to get out of the parking lot at the end of the day looks miserable so Reader lets Joel drive. He hates that she still wins because of it.

I hope you enjoyed this little adventure into fic land Ren Faire! This was so fun to think about, thank you for asking!!

[queenofgraveyards]

i want jealous ivy so bad (both of them tbh but i thought of an ivy scenario first) k so imagine when they come back from their holiday break harry has an important meeting in the conference room and ofc he wants his wife to set up and stay in there to help and be pretty. and one of the women executives is staring at harry the whole meeting like even if he’s not talking and ivys bored in there so she’s just looking around at stuff and keeps noticing her stare and shes like wait……. and then when the meetings over she stays behind as harry shakes hands and sees them out and the woman obvi thinks it’s her time to shine and try to get with harry and h can just SEE his wife fuming but trying not to act out at work and she gets lots of sexy time and praise for not beating her up

ugh I know jealously is such a complex emotion and everyone who says it’s bad and yuck are WRONG jealously is a SEXY emotion and jealous bambi h is like a literal god and you know what we don’t talk about jealous ivy enough, 1 my girl is a Scorpio and 2 she’s just straight up insane so OF COURSE the bitch is the jealous type and I do love your idea bc I think that’s how women would try to approach h these days cause the man don’t have a social life and if he does go out in public ivy is literally always with him 😮‍💨 and I can see her quietly fuming and h being sooooo impressed with her and ofc very in love with her but she didn’t make a scene bc they’re at work and ivy is a grown up these days even tho she literally drew a stick figure picture of herself killing the women and coloured in a pool of blood around the dead body and h is just sooooooo🥺😮‍💨 and ofc they spend a lot of time in his office and he’s just so soft and reassuring bc I feel like as much as he finds it’s hot he knows his wife is insecure so ofc he’s never going to leave her uh hello Ivy I’m literally obsessed with u and it makes her laugh ofc and it’s just so cute BUUUUUUT my thing is… I feel like ivys jealously can go two ways, she can be the insecure quiet jealous type whose jealously turns into oh my god he’s going to leave me he deserves better OR she’s the insane I’m going to destroy the other person (and possibly my actual relationship bc she’s a self sabotager for sureeee) and she’ll straight up fucking fight someone and then make out with Harry for literally everyone to see and h would be so 😵‍💫😧 abt that one but actually now I’m talking about this I think ivy is a talks the talk and acts like nothing bothers her big strong scary Scorpio girl but deep down she’s a baby who only acts tough to hide her true insecurity so yes she’s a cry baby insecure he’s going to leave me jealous type (bc she’s the complete opposite of h who let’s all of his emotions show freely n openly bc he’s an adult who emotions openly and healthily) and idk where this was going except I need to write more jealous ivy bc I don’t feel like we see enough cry baby ivy 😌

[coolgirl32]

Episode 3 blast to the past

All right episode 3 hope you all will like this and there are some mentions of a character's death sad very sad and that would be it oh and there will be a costume change so have fun let's get on with it.

When you woke up you realized you weren't in the 100 acre woods anymore you were somewhere else you thought you recognized but almost forgot that's when the Blue fairy showed up, you asked her where she had teleported you both and her answer was,

Blue fairy: well we are in the story of Bambi it is your mission to make sure Bambi is okay and to make sure him and his father have a good Bond.

That's right you remember Bambi's mother died in the movie Bambi it was very sad for you and terrifying you would do anything for that little deer you also remember there was a part two it was hilarious and you were glad that the father and son had their bond so you were excited to help Bambi out and before the Blue fairy left she waved her wand at you and when you opened your eyes there was a magic full body mirror and when you looked you saw you were completely different while your costume was you were dressed as a woods ranger you love the outfit it looked good on you after you said thank you to the Blue fairy she disappeared and you're on your way to find Bambi and help him out of course you knew the rules of nature and read about baby deer and everything so it would be fair to let him survive on his own but also help him out until he got a bit bigger to be completely on his own,

Hours later

After searching you finally found two deer a mother dear and her baby when you realize it was Bambi and his mom you also realized that Bambi's mother has not died yet so you still had enough time to save his mom so when you went closer Bambi and his mother were a bit spooked but realized you were a friend then foe you found it very adorable that a mother dear and her baby are coming up close to you so you actually meant them no harm,

Y/n: hello little one I mean you both know harm I'm y/n and I'm a friend I don't have much but I do have some Moss to give to both of you,

After you gave them the Moss the mother dear thanked you you realized that you were in Disney and the animals could talk to you and then you realized the Blue fairy gave you some magic to speak to any animal which was actually pretty helpful so after a while of walking and talking you realize you were at the place where Bambi's mom sadly dies that's when you realized you had to help Bambi out so after running towards Bambi to make sure he was safe you heard the gunshots and you knew Bambi's mom sadly died of course Bambi cried and you cried too but there was no time for crying for that you had to help Bambi out.

Y/n: it's okay Bambi come on we have to go before the hunter finds us everything will be all right let it all out.

Bambi: bb_but my mama's gone I want my mama

Y/n: I know but she wants you to be safe away from the hunters let's wait for a little while then we will check to see if she's okay all right.

Bambi: okay.

So after waiting for a while you finally made it to wear Bambi's mother that's when you saw she was gone but you also saw a trail of blood you immediately covered Bambi's eyes before he could ever see the horrible scene you didn't want the little baby deer to be traumatized even more that's when Bambi's father showed up before he saw you you immediately told Bambi his father was here and that you were going to hide Bambi understood and went to his father as you went and hide so his father went to see you and thought that you were a hunter luckily his father didn't see you and Bambi went with his father now all you had to do was wait.

1/2 deer years later

You were walking in the woods when you saw a male deer when he came up to you you realized it was Bambi a full grown Bambi and of course there was thumper and flower, thumper and flower were both Bambi's best friends and a little rabbit and skunk of course you are not scared of the two because you know how to give a skunk their space so of course when they realized you were there they were a bit hesitant when Bambi explained to them that you were the human that saved his life and made sure he was safe they were relieved that you were a friend so when the owl showed up he realized you were the human that saved the prince of the forest's life.

Owl: oh dear you must be the human that saved the prince's life I am very grateful to you we are all grateful to you.

Y/n: oh uh thanks so what's going on.

the owl then explained to you that it was spring and that every animal was twitterpated you asked what twitterpated was he explained that it's when animals are crazy in love and that it makes every animal do silly things and that it could happen to Bambi and his friends so of course Bambi and his friends said that's not going to happen to them as they all walked you walked with them just to make sure that they're okay and as you all are walking you saw that thumper was going to a female rabbit then you sell flower going to a female skunk and then you saw Bambi go to a female deer and of course in the movie you already know what would happen.

Hours and hours later

After everything that happened along with Bambi finding his true love fighting off a male deer and helping everyone evacuate from the forest fire and stopping the forest fire before it spreads you were happy that everything was done so when next spring came you saw that Bambi became a father you were happy for the male deer and when everything was done the Blue fairy showed up she of course explained to Bambi was going on and he understood and you went right through the portal where you saw door number three and you went right through door number three.

To be continued

[aramorehq]

Your name is BENJAMIN PIERCE, though you do look a bit like AARON TVEIT. You are 37 years old, identify as CIS MALE and your pronouns are HE/HIM. You are the HEIR TO A DIAMOND COMPANY, and live in a HOUSE. Some would say that your seven deadly sin is LUST and that’s because HE IS CHEATING ON HIS WIFE WITH A MUCH YOUNGER WOMAN JUST FOR THE THRILL OF IT.

SUMMARY: (AT LEAST FIVE HEADCANONS)

Benjamin's family has been around Aramore for a long time. Originally, generations ago, they sold gold from the mines and earned their fortune that way. Now, they've progressed to having an overseas diamond mining and manufacturing company.

Ben has recently become more involved in the family business (if you can even call it that at the scale it's grown) and has found his way back to Aramore in order to set up a marketing firm there. He thought it could bring some jobs back to the town but also he felt like he was becoming stagnant in his work. This town had given the Pierce family their start all those years ago, so maybe it can breathe new life into him as well.

When he was thirty-one, his father told him that he had arranged for Benjamin to meet with the town's mayor in order to discuss a business transaction. What that transaction turned out to be was the mayor offering his daughter in exchange for funds and good publicity to help with the upcoming election. The mayor and Ben's father had worked this all out, and really there was no room for Ben or the mayor's daughter, Olivia, to say no.

They do their best to make this situation work. Ben sees it as a little too romantic sometimes, the idea of being able to find love together one day. But it hasn't worked in all these years, and there are times where he feels like Olivia is drifting from him.

He'll buy her anything she wants, he'll take her on fancy outings and buy her luxurious items. There is no limit to what he'll spend on her because in his mind, that's how he shows love.

Things started to get rough, and that was when Ben started going to clubs and hanging around other people. Usually woman, but there were a few men that he spent some time with that he truly enjoyed the company of. He wouldn't tell Olivia (obviously) but his discovery of his own sexuality was something that he hasn't told anyone.

Things changed when he met Bambi He found himself doing much of what he did with Olivia when they first met. Showering her with gifts and anything she wanted, spending time with her, sleeping together. He was infatuated by her.

though, it's something he must keep secret. from his wife and the public eye. A divorce or even a scandal would tank Olivia's father's reelection campaign, and ruining this could ruin things for him in Aramore. It's a small town, rumors fly. And an adulterer cheating on his wife with someone fifteen years younger was bound to destroy the positive image he has worked hard to create as the philanthropic socialite that donates money to every school event and every fundraiser in town.

When he's not working or cheating on his wife, Ben does try to make things work with Olivia. There's still a part of him that hopes when things are good that this could work for them.

Part of him believes if they were to have a child, that would fix their marriage and make it less of a sham.

Ben works closely with the mayor and has even advised him on a few things while lining his pockets with several generous donations.

Can have a bit of a temper, but it usually just comes out as frustration. occasionally he'll yell, but he's rarely ever been violent in his life. Never violent toward his wife.

He cares about Olivia and her happiness, but he knows there's no love there. They tolerate each other most of the time. But he would still do almost anything for her.

Will occasionally do drugs, but it's not a habit he's proud of or wants to admit to anyone. Usually cocaine.

Shallow and self centered, but what heir to a multi-million dollar fortune wouldn't be.

[blu-archer]

Just something in the air...

sickie: J/hope

Word count: 2243

Hayfever - sneeze/sickfic.

*Please ignore any grammatical errors (as usual), I'm sure they are there like always, by I really cant find them no matter how many times I read through this right now*

Anon Request.

Jhope has to manage hayfever at a fansign.

Hoseok liked to think that he was an optimistic person, he also liked to think that if he believed and worked hard enough on something that everything would eventually work out in his favour. That nothing would be so terrible that he wouldn’t be able to make it into a good time. 

How foolish he had been. 

Things had started to go wrong from the moment he’d stepped out of his front door and felt the subtle presence of an impending ache building in his temples. He hadn’t thought much of it at the time, brushing it off as a lack of sleep or too much caffeine from the day before, but damn was he thinking about it now.

The ache from before had grown more prominent and at some point during their group meeting that morning he had started sniffling to an excessive point where Jimin had slipped him his own emergency supply of travel tissues before quietly asking if he was getting sick. He wasn’t of course - or at least he hoped he wasn’t. It didn't feel like a cold, yet the idea of it still made him wary enough to swear not to do anything too tiring before their fanmeet. He couldn’t afford to be too reckless with his health, not when their schedule was as packed as it currently was. So he quietly blew his nose and sipped on his coffee until his headache subsided enough that he could almost forget about it completely.

*

It wasn’t until they’d all gotten dressed and were sitting down for hair and make-up that an itch in his sinuses decided to make an appearance, barely giving him any time to twist away from the stylist fixing his hair to sneeze rapidly into his hands. His face was burning as his breath sharply hitched and stuttered again, breaking into a small fit that left him blocked up and itchy. Yeah, this definitely wasn’t a cold. At least that was something to be grateful for in the long-run.

He quickly apologised before digging out the tissues from early to blow his nose. Thankfully he hadn't had his make-up done yet so he didn't have to worry about messing it up, although his nose seemed to twitch sensitively at the thought of anything touching it. Even the tissues left him fighting the persistent tickle.

“Do you want some medication, Hoba? Allergies?” 

He looked up from where he was buried into a tissue to see Jin holding out a small box and a bottle of water. The small smile he wore was both comforting and dampening. He appreciated the concern but he didn't want anyone to worry too much and he was prone to getting drowsy with most medicine. It wouldn’t be a great idea to fall asleep on Army, even if they probably wouldn’t mind. Anyway, his nose would be fine now that he’d blown it, he’d just need a few minutes to fully squish the problem and then he’d be ready to work. 

“It’s not anything strong, but it might help at least for the next few hours.” Jin pressed, as if sensing the oncoming denial.

But there was no point in fighting his hyung when his concerned side showed and he supposed that even if he was fine now, some precaution wouldn’t kill him. “Thanks hyung.”   

He swallowed the pills under Jin’s critical eye and blew his nose once more - making sure that he could breathe and tap at it without any alarm before letting the stylists continue working and thankfully that itch didn't resurface. Just like he’d hoped, it was like it hadn’t existed in the first place. 

*

“Hobi-hyung, are you feeling better?” Jungkook watched him with wide glittery eyes that made Hoseok almost coo at his effortless adorableness. How could Jungkook be so grown and still inflict his bambi eye power? It just didn't make sense.

“I’m fine now, Jungkook.” He promised, resisting the urge to mess up the younger boy's hair. Stylist-noona would probably cuss him out if he messed up something in their last few minutes before heading out. “The medicine I took is working, but I was already feeling a bit better.”

“It must have just been something in the air then.” Namjoon concluded as the rest of the members joined them by the door. Each of them enveloped in the same energetic excitement, ready to head out and interact with their fans. “But don’t burn yourself out today, okay? This heat is pretty intense, so stay hydrated. That goes for everyone.” He shot a pointed look towards Taehyung and Jin who had been drifting in their own conversation. 

Hoseok bit back a smile at the warning, pretty sure that they all knew already to be cautious of the heat. The managers had already informed them that water would be ready for them as well as shade - in which they had made sure the same was provided for the waiting fans - but he supposed that it didn’t hurt to be reminded.

They huddled close to the sides of the large set-up stage, casually peeking out at the growing number of people outside until finally they were given the okay to take their seats. Hoseok grinning widely as he heard a few fans called out to him, and waved energetically despite the humid air that was already making his skin sticky. 

The day wasn’t that great, alot of factors could have been better but he wasn’t going to stop smiling until it was over. He couldn’t even if he tried, through sheer force of will he was going to make this the best experience possible.

***

There was not a worse time to sneeze. 

Truly. 

He had been fine for the first hour and a half, falling into fanservice with glee as he spoke and wrote messages to Army, but it had seemed like his optimistic luck had run out.

His hands were both occupied by the fan seated in front of him, tightly grasped in the boy's hands as he had been trying to comfort and reassure him just seconds before. But god his sinuses burned. The need to sneeze had him tearing up as he tried to hold it back, but there was no way he was going to be able to. Muttering a hasty apology that he didn't even think made it half way from his lips, he turned his head to the side and tried to direct it into his shoulder. 

  “Eh’shh - HEH’SH…” -”Yah!”

Hoseok sniffled and blinked away tears to see a glaring Yoongi pouting at him with just the right amount of playfulness and concern. He couldn't bring himself to speak, only to retract one hand and direct his face into his elbow. “He’eichh -eh’IESH-ETSHHw!”

From his left he vaguely heard Namjoon bless him and lean over to smile at the fan that Hoseok had been speaking to. 

“Yah! Jhope, don’t sneeze on me!” Yoongi whined, causing a string of giggles to erupt from the young girl seated in front of him as a staff member instructed the line to move on.

“Bless you, Jhope-ssi!” The boy in front him bowed his head shyly, loosening his grip on the one hand of Hoseok’s that he still held. Hoseok made sure to squeeze it tightly before letting it drop, a silent thank you as he tried to catch his breath without triggering any more sneezes. 

“Hi! My name is Song Bora! Oppa, do you have a cold?” 

Hoseok shook his head as he took the album from her to sign, only for him to pause and turn away to sneeze into his arm once more. He sniffled and coughed out a small apology before signing the cover and returning his attention to the fan, trying his hardest not to be too distracted.

“Are you sure? You don’t sound good…You should rest lots!” 

Hoseok waved away her concerns, making sure to address the woman, probably her mother, waiting beside her as well. The little girl was actually quite adorable. Probably no more than eight, with wide innocent eyes and a cheery smile. “I promise it’s not a cold, but I will rest well just because you said so!”

“You should also eat lots of Juk and uh… Ggul-cha! Eomma always said to have that if you’re sick, and sleep and not so much outside stuff. ..” She paused, pouting for a moment as she looked back at her mother. “But he has to be outside. Will he get sicker now?”

“Bora-ssi,” He reached out to move a strand of hair out of the young girl's face, directing her attention back to him before her mother could even reply. “I promise I’m not sick, but tha-hh-thank you for looking out for me.”  He sniffed and took a sip of his water, hoping that it would wash away the irritation. “It’s just something in the air that’s bothering me today.”

He pushed through, directing the girls' questions elsewhere until the line moved on. As much as he wished for his nose to behave for just another half an hour, it was out of his control. His nose burned and his breath was hitching more often, so much that he was struggling to get through any conversations and was forced to mostly sit and listen to what everyone had to say - embarrassing himself thoroughly in the times that he did have to speak and ended up with a barely coherent sentence strung together with itchy, uncontrollable fits of sneezing.

A staff member had had to retrieve tissues for him after he spent the majority of the passing interactions trying not to sneeze on people and resorted to gentle patting at his streaming eyes with his wrist. The other members tried to cover for him in small brief comments and subtle jokes that momentarily distracted the fans from him as he tried to piece himself together, but nothing could really stop him from sneezing. It only progressed more and more the longer he was outside, and he was quickly becoming exhausted. 

He kept his smile, although he was sure that Army could see right through him, and tried his best to continue - limiting his physical interactions the more his symptoms became obvious. 

Once the last fan moved on from him to Namjoon, he got up from his seat and rushed behind the stage into the building. One of their managers had followed him, quick to help steer him into a bathroom and leave him to find something to help as Hoseok rested a hand on the bathroom wall to steady himself as he jolted forward into the crook of his arm with a harsh sneeze and irritating coughs that made his eyes stream even more than before. Everything felt heavy and each breath reminded him of that time he’d accidentally inhaled Jin’s finely ground  pepper when he’d been cooking. His nose had itched -buzzed with an insane amount of irritation that had left him honestly, close to tears - for at least 2 hours after that - and if anything, this felt worse. 

He slowly pressed his back to the wall and sank to the floor after grabbing for some toilet paper, just barely catching yet another exhausting fit, before blowing his nose enough times for a slight ache to set in. Yet his nose still twitched with sensitivity. He had to blink away tears only for them to return just as quickly.

“H’AISHH!” With eyes tightly shut Hoseok barely lifted his hand to his face, as if the energy had all but drained out of him, it was much easier to angle down into his lap. “Eh’igxt’ah - HATISHH’-eh.. heh’h’h’HESHH!”

With a damp, tingling sniffle he belatedly realised he needed to blow his nose again, and that whatever was causing his suffering wasn’t going to give up soon.

“Hoseok-ssi?”

He hummed a reply to the voice of his manager, then snapped forward again with a sneeze into his lap. Thankfully this time it was just once, but now he was afraid so much as a sniffle would set him off for the next round.

A gentle hand rested on his shoulder, forcing him to open his eyes once more and bring a sheepish hand to cover his face. His manager merely smiled and handed him some pills and water.

“It’s not much, but it's the strongest medicine we could find. It might knock you out, but you’re done with activities for the day.”

Oh how he wished he had taken this one earlier. 

He could have prevented embarrassment entirely, but no. He was just thankful that he’d at least taken the medicine Jin had given him earlier, or else his situation would have been even worse. 

Hoseok wiped gently at his nose with his wrist and quickly swallowed what he was given, washing it down with water before resting his head against the wall with defeat. 

“We should head to the cars.” His manager prompted softly. “The other members will still be out there for a few minutes, but we can put on the air conditioning and you can maybe get some rest. I think that will help.”

And honestly, he was in no place to deny anything if it could potentially stop his aggravation. 

“Do you think you’ll need anything else, Hoseok-ssi?”

He couldn’t seem to form a single concise thought that wasn’t about how tired and itchy he was, yet somehow he still managed to mumble a determined, “Tissues. Lots of tissues.”