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recreationalfanfics · 2 years ago

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Twisted Night At The Museum HCs/Thoughts/Concepts:

These are brain farts but ya'll are making me feel like I have the biggest brain so-

- If the Daley! Reader had a Unique Magic it'd be: "Alive for the Night" where basically any statues on display and stuff can come to life. Including the ones of the Great Seven but they can only do it at night. (Idk if you guys want them to have it or not, ya'll can fight about it in the notes)

- The Daley! Reader was also adopted by Larry after Nicky moved out and became a DJ, Larry is still a super protective father whose very anxious and is looking through various museum archives to figure out if something can be done about his child whose stuck in Twisted Wonderland. He requires you to check the mirror and talk to him at least 4 times a day to know you're alright and if you miss a time, YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE-

- No but parent teacher conferences and you have to hold the mirror so that your teachers can talk to Larry through it.

Larry Daley + His Relationship with the Staff:

- Crowley: No, he's been in this game long enough to know that Crowley isn't trustworthy and while you KNOW he isn't trust worthy, he is the reason that Larry wants you to check in 4 times a day. Crowley tries to paint it like everything is fine and Larry pretends to believe him. Crowley is just a bit off put by Larry because you're already such an odd and resourceful individual, that he can't imagine what your father (the man who raised you) must be like and while he laughs whenever Larry promises to bring you home, Crowley slowly starts to believe him. Like, bro, he deals with a magic tablet and brought a family of old Egyptian pharaohs together, Larry Daley is getting his child back.

- Crewel is the only man in this school that Larry trusts, along with Trein, but Larry does notice that Crewel seems a lot more concerned with your safety and has a soft spot for you. Crewel will also give Larry due respect and while he's not sure about his bland outfit choices, he's very much aware that your father loves and is worried for you and so, Crewel will make sure you are well behaved and taken care off until you're able to reunite. It's bittersweet for him because he does grow to get attatched to you but soon realizes that he's never gonna be your father back home. (SPLIT CUSTODY IS ALL I'M GONNA SAY).

- Vargas: Larry hates him so much. Like in the movies, he's always snarky and closed off from people he dislikes so their conversations are always so passive aggressive. Like, Vargas is all: "Ha, no wonder you look so wimpy! Look at your dad!" and Larry is all: "First of all, they're adopted (but still my kid) so neither of us can really say anything but second of all, I went face to face with a triceratops, so, yeah. Not sure if they have those in your world, but thats pretty impressive." and Vargas just brushes him off and he HATES IT.

- Next is Trein, who is like a strict grandpa to you and one of the other teachers who get along with Larry. As a father himself, he admires Larry trying to protect you as best as he can while he's in a different world, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like if his own children where stranded in a place he couldn't protect them in. So yeah, while your dad is awkward, Trein tries to help him out and ease both his and your anxieties. I also can totally see Dexter the Cappuchin Monkey and Lucius fighting across the mirror.

- Sam is one that Larry doesn't see to often aside from Larry trying to find old spells in old archives that require magical ingredients that he doesn't know about so he'll ask Sam about them or see if he can find any suitable substitutes and Sam will do it of course, for a fee. He really admires your dad's dedication but he also admires the relationship and bond you two have. Yeah, you might come into his shop to rant about how protective he is and some other flaws but you love him dearly. Sometimes he'll throw in a few freebies because at the end of the day, you two just want to be with each other again.

NOW LET'S TALK ABOUT SOME STUDENTS AND HOW I FEEL LIKE INTERACTIONS WITH THEM WOULD GO.

Now back to some general headcanons:

- Okay so have you guys seen the Stuart Little movies? Where he has a bunch of ladders and stuff around the room because he's small and can't get to places faster, thats kinda what you have to do for Jedediah and Octavius. They sleep on your nightstand after Deuce and Jack either made tiny beds for them or you made them in a wood work class or something.

- I can also totally see that after the first winter break, your first year friends bring back some old childhood toys that maybe Jedediah and Octavius can use to help or to help them travel faster around the campus.

- Deuce brought back an old remote controlled Magic Wheel (the motorcycle thing he likes) and gave it to them so not only can they ride around in style but they also have a tendency to drive recklessly and trip over poor unsuspecting students who are just trying to walk to their class. They'll do it especially if they mess with you.

- Ace brings them back like, tiny weapons from his old toy soldiers and stuff and while they might not do much, he just thinks its so funny how serious Octavius is when he's all: "Thank you, Child of Trappola, for I now have an arsenal to defend Fort Ramshackle!" and Jedediah rolling his eyes.

- You try to keep them on higher ground, especially due to the rats but I love the idea that when you're away on classes and you trust them not to do anything stupid, they're riding around on Grim and throwing toy spears at any rats running around and defending their home. Like to them, it's an intense battle where they could possibly die but to the ghosts, it looks like they're just annoying the rats that they eventually just give up and leave because they're so annoying and rambunctious.

- Out of all of your friends, they like to use Jack as a mode of transportation. After all, he's HUGE and when they sit on his shoulders, they're absolutely amazed by how much they can see. Jack tries his best to remember they're on his shoulders but if a class is really boring and he forgets, he'll lean on one shoulder which causes them to lose balance and almost fall but hed got quick reflexes and apologizes to them.

- THE WAY EPEL AND THEM WOULD GET ALONG. Like, Epel will walk in all roughed up because he got into a fight and walk past you to rant to Jedediah and Octavius and talk about how some kids were picking on him for being cute and little and Jed and Oct are all: "YA BETTER HAVE SHOWN 'EM THAT WHAT FOR!" and Epel is all: "COURSE I DID!" and you just sigh because you know that Vil is gonna ask to keep Epel away from your "little raggedy friends".

- BELIEVE IT OR NOT, SEBEK ACTUALLY RESPECTS YOUR LITTLE CREW. Especially after he finds out you want to be a Night Gaurd and mistakes your words and believes that you come from a family of noble gaurdians who keep the ancient relics of your world safe (which is kinda true but its not that dramatic) and when he sees you defend yourself with a mere flashlight, you become his idol.

- IN NIGHT OF THE MUSEUM TWO, THERE'S THIS SCENE THAT FITS PERFECTLY WITH YOU AND SEBEK FIRST MEETING, HERE'S THE LINK BUT GO TO 1:57 BUT THAT'S HOW I IMAGINE YOUR FIRST MEETING WITH SEBEK GOES.

You, whispering as your faces are squished together: "Listen, fae boy, you do not know who you're dealing with. I've seen things in my world, stuff you can't even imagine."

Sebek, whispering back: "Like what kind of stuff?"

You: "I'm not gonna tell you, but you're gonna drop your sword-"

Sebek: "The way you said it just made it sound like you were gonna say something really cool-"

You: "Yeah, you don't get to hear it, drop the sword-"

- OKAY BUT YOU BEING DEEMED THE NIGHT GAURD OF NIGHT RAVEN COLLEGE. Like idk, maybe you don't need as much sleep as everyone or during weekends, you just hibernate and then survive on naps and energy drinks throughout the week (it's such an unhealthy habit, all of the Dorm Leaders are concerned and Vil might trick you into drinking a sleeping potion if your eyebags get too prominent) but I love the idea that the bullying rates go down. Hell, even the Savanahclaw dorm kids don't try to start with as many fights with you around because they know you'll finish them with your flashlight. Like they're all cornering you and you blind one of them temporarily before you do some cool fighting moves. Your quick wit and training as a night gaurd is the only thing you've got to give you an edge in this world and by God are you gonna use it.

-And even if that fails you, you've got friends who've got your back. Like you get cornered by some bullies and then they feel something stab their feet and Jed and Octavius are bravely stabbing their shoes and the students are hopping around in pain.

- But yeah, the Night Gaurd in you just makes you walks around Night Raven College and look at all the various statues and history and you read and do your research on Twisted Wonderland.

- Like in the first movie, the thing Larry did after his first wild night at the museum was do research and by God, do you dedicate yourself to doing research on Twisted Wonderland and the study of magic.

- ALSO MALLEUS JOINING YOU DURING YOUR LATE NIGHT PATROLS OF YOUR SCHOOL GROUNDS and telling you everything there is to know about the magic here. You know how Ahkmenrah calls Larry "Gaurdian of Brooklyn"? I feel like instead of Child of Man, Malleus would call you "Gaurdian of the Night" because you tell him that's your dad's job and you want to fill in his shoes.

- MALLEUS AND SEBEK TRYING TO GET YOU TO JOIN HIS GAURDS BUT YOUR DUTY IS TO EVERYONE BUT HE'S ALL: "You know, just in case you might have to stay for longer, there will always be a spot in my court for you. As either my gaurd or my spouse-"

- "What was that last part?"

- "What?"

Feel Free to Send in any Thoughts/Asks/or Questions about this AU!

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dronebiscuitbat · 7 months ago

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Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 4)

Uzi was near silent on the way back to her apartment, rubbing a hole into the plastic strap of the bag she was holding. N was equally so, committing to memory the tiny droneling he'd held in his arms, and how serene Uzi had looked while feeding her.

When she got to the door she stopped for a moment, turning to N.

“My Dad's probably home by now, don't mention the nursery stuff to him. He'll probably be all “aww look at my daughter being soft.” And then I'll have to throw up.” Her voice was monotone and guarded. Prepped for talking with her dad, N nodded.

The door opened, revealing Khan milling about the kitchen, making some kind of drink that was radioactive blue. Humming cheerily to himself.

“Hey Dad, I'm back.” Her words immediately had bite, N had to surpress a laugh at how typical that was.

“Hey kiddo! How… was… uh.” His sentence died in his throat as he turned around, eyes falling on N before his own daughter. That somehow was even more typical.

“Hi Mr. Doorman.” N replied, smile a mile wide and politeness leaking through his voice, he hoped he was somewhat changing whatever opinion he had of him.

“Uh… Hello, er N. What brings you here?” Khan awkwardly fumbled his words, eyes flicking from him to his daughter, who looked already completely finished with the conversation.

“He stayed the night dad. You'd know that if you paid any attention to me.” She rolled her eyes, pushing past him to get to her room.

“He what…? In your room!?” N had not been so impolite, so now Khan was in-between them, but turned in the direction of his daughter, looking concerned and angry.

“Yep. In my room.” She deadpanned, turning back to look at him, N could see the parental panic rising in him, so he decided to take action.

“I was overheating this morning, I needed somewhere to stay until the sun went down. Totally unplanned, otherwise I would have asked.” He smiled again at Khan, trying to give the man respect.

Khan looked suspicious, still glancing between the two before sighing, shaking his head.

“Uzi, I really would like to know when you have a friend over. Especially a boy.” N felt himself stiffen, although that was super fair, he wasn't sure he'd be entirely okay with that either if he had a daughter.

Why did he think of Tera?

“I'm sorry Mr. Doorman, it really was an emergency.” He explained. Ignoring Uzi's attempts to blow off her dad. “And if it makes you feel better I would never hurt your daughter, she's my best friend.” He added, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Uzi fluster.

She was always so shy about being vulnerable.

“I-I It does… actually. I'll admit I don't know a lot about you N. How… do you feel about my daughter?” Khans question wasn't accusatory, which was a great sign in N's book. And even better, this question was easy!

“She's awesome!” He replied simply, not knowing how better to explain how dear she was to him.

“N!” She hissed, crossing her arms and looking away embarrassed.

“What? You are!” He replied, turning back to Khan who looked deliberative.

“Thats not exactly… ah well, I suppose that is an answer.” Khan then seemed as if he was reassured, if only a little, and turned to N again, smiling even if it was wary.

“Then maybe we should sit down and talk sometime. If my daughter has friends, I aught to get to know them.” N beamed, this was what he'd wanted! If Khan liked him, maybe he could hang around Uzi more!

“I wouldn’t mind that, Mr. Doorman. “

“N, come on, I wanna get this stuff sat down!” Uzi called his attention, and they both disappeared behind Uzi's bedroom door, leaving Khan as he started. Alone.

Was he really okay with this? Letting a murder drone into his home to “hang out” with his daughter? He was conflicted, on one hand, he was happy his daughter had actually made a friend, he was concerned that she'd end up being alone one day. On the other, N was a disassembly drone, He'd killed so many worker drones, so many of his friends, and was part if the squad that took Nori from him.

He sighed, he would have to sit down with the boy after all, if only quell some of these thoughts.

“Ugh… Dad is so nosy!” Uzi cried out, throwing herself into her chair and the bag into her fridge, spinning the chair around in irritation.

“He's just worried about you. I'm not exactly the safest thing around.” N pointed out, still standing just inside the door, gesturing to himself with his hands.

“He left me for dead, he doesn't get to be worried. And also you are! I always feel safe with you.” At the end if that sentence, she blushed, spinning her chair sway from him so he couldn't see. She hadn't intended that to be anything but internal.

“Aww, Uzi.” He grinned, knowing she would be embarrassed at herself for saying that. But more than that, he felt warm, knowing that he made Uzi of all drones feel safe. Even though she could probably easily kick his ass, was a very nice feeling.

“Bite me, your sappiness is rubbing of on me.” She mumbled, before spinning back around in her chair. Still looking upset.

“My dad…he left me to die the day we met. He was fully willing to let you do whatever you wanted to me.” She said, her voice small.

“But now that we're friends, he thinks he can boss you around?! He's lucky you didn't eat me like you were supposed to! He should be groveling at your feet! Not treating you like some… teenage boy trying to get in my pants!” She yelled, stamping her foot, for a moment the solver symbol appeared in her eye, not that she noticed.

“We don't have-”

“Figure of speech.” She clarified before giggling “And we're both adults, if you wanna completely tear it down.”

They both laughed, N looking around for somewhere to sit before deciding the floor worked just fine. He plopped down, sitting cross legged with his tail in his lap.

“Almost adults, I'm just 19.” He said, startling her a little. Huh.

“Wait really? I thought you were older?”

“Nah, well I mean. Yes? Uh, Tessa, the girl who rebuilt me, found me in a junkyard. So I guess I'd have to been around awhile? But I don't remember what my life was like before that.”

“And that was 19 years ago so… uh.”

Oh wow, he could have lived an entire life before we was rebuilt. Did that count? Was he like 60 or something? Ew… that would make his and Uzi's friendship kinda weird.

“I mean… the version of you in your memories looked pretty young, older drones tend to be boxier, my guess is that you had some sort of defect. Like V and her vison.” Uzi said, making him feel better, he didn't feel 60 either, 19 felt right. He was completely reset when Tessa rebuilt him, so it had to be.

“Right, and J with her uh… aggressiveness.” He replied, he had quite a bit more to say about her, but that would be impolite.

“I mean, I'm only 18, and you had the same body type as Thad, who's the same age as me. 19 is probably right. Was there anything you struggled with when coming online?” She asked, cocking her head to the side, the chair and her hovering over him.

He thought for a moment, before something hit him. Literally, his tail had swung up and had hit him in the face. Uzi supressed a laugh, he found himself blushing, weather at his own screw up or how weirdly pretty her laugh sounded.

“I was clumsy. I am clumsy.”

“That would be it. Can't have an accident prone worker. You were probably decommissioned pretty soon after assembly… damn humans.” Her face fell, although she was still hovering over him, she no longer looked at him. Although he had to admit, she looked really nice from this angle.

Huh, that was a different thought. But he didn't disagree with it, he had thought that way about a lot of drones at prom. Everyone had been so dapper!

Still, the room fell into a comfortable silence, it was dark by now, he had no more reason to stay. But he found himself not wanting to leave. Besides it's not like if he went home V would even talk to him.

The spire had been so lonely lately.

“I'm still thinking about Tera.” Uzi broke the silence, head resting on one of her hands, her eyes glancing over at the door as if her dad could hear through it.

“She's so cute…” N immediately replied, his core immediately beginning to melt at the thought of the baby drone.

“Yeah, but that's not what I was thinking.” She hummed, using her solver to lazily open her fridge and crack open a cannister of oil, putting a straw in it.

“Her parents just, abandoned her, and they didn't even have the decency to name her!” Her frustration was clear, and N for once felt himself share it. Tera was the cutest thing alive, she deserved awesome parents! Not people who would just create her and then dump her.

“I like the name Tera though.” Is all he said, keeping a lid on his frustration for now, besides, Uzi was expressing enough of it for the both of them.

“I do too, not the point. I just… I don't want a baby to feel the way I did that day we met.”

So that's where this conversation was leading to.

Uzi had felt abandoned that day for sure, but she'd felt that way long before that. Khan had absorbed himself in his work when Nori had died, leaving her in her room, alone, so many nights…

“I know someone is going to adopt her. She's a really happy baby. No one can resist that. I just… really hope she won't be effected by it.” Her frown was evident, and she'd completely ceased paying attention to N, instead lost in her thoughts.

If she hadn't been, she might have seen him stand up.

In a second she was lifted bridal style, before being crushed in a massive hug. She squeaked, both at the suddenness of it and at N's arms wrapping tightly around her.

“E-N?! He-”

“I won't abandon you.”

Oh… did that make her core swell, it was heavy and it ached. She nearly wanted to cry, or scream maybe. N had gotten her right in the vulnerable spot, as he often did. She found herself leaning into his hug.

“I-I Know.”

“Sometimes I don't think you do.” He replied, squeezing tighter. She wondered if he ever felt the same, being tossed away like actual garbage, and then turned into something that was the literal antithesis of who he was.

“You know… I won't leave you either right?” She wasn't as good with words as he was and boy did it show, but still she felt his entire body stiffen before his hug somehow got tighter.

“Thank you.” Was his only reply, before he slowly sat he back down on the chair, Uzi looked away, willing her blush to go away before turning back to face him. Half-surprised to see a slight blush dusting his face.

“Do you want to keep visiting her? At least until someone adopts her? That way, neither of you will feel alone.” N suggested, even in the back of his mind, he knew it wasn't a wise idea, he was already getting attached, and he knew it would be hard on him when she had new parents.

But he'd deal with that, so long as he didn't have to see Uzi feel like she didn't matter anymore. Or worry about the little droneling feeling that way.

“Yeah… I'd like that.”

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cloversnstrawberries · 5 days ago

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Naviety/Foolishnes Prompt

Kidnapping prompt the child of Pentoius and Cherry if you Write them as a couple, maybe a teenage in age if not feel free to choose and maybe the child is brave enough to say stuff like if you hurt me my mother will destroy your rich ass fancy whatever hide out to crumbs and my dads gonna invent some maybe funny thing thats terribly deathly?

"naivety / foolishness" platonic!parents!yandere!cherrisnake & teen!gn!reader ! !

[2024 christmas/holiday event, entry 2]

event post ! | event masterlist !

description; Recently, ever since she started dating a snake-sinner named Sir Pentious-- your mom has been acting very... strange. At first, you blamed Sir Pentious, but when everything comes to a head; you have no choice but to go to him for help.

additional notes; i already had an idea for the story, and reader doesn't interact with many people outside of cherri and pent, so the second part of your request went largely unused D: it's a really good idea, though, and I tried my best to include it wherever i could!! hope you enjoy :]] !!

+ cherri was reader's mom in life as well, but it's not specified whether they're her biological child or otherwise, so it's up to you how you wanna interpret it :] i also focused a whole lot more on Cherri for some reason, but Pentious does make an actual appearance at the end :D

warnings; heavily implied kidnapping, overprotectiveness, hints of possessiveness(slightly), threats of violence (cherri throws a dud bomb at you), drugging, misuse of trust, Reader is at their wits end, general fear, terror, uneasiness, and if i missed any (i'm very tired, so i might have D:) please let me know!!

w/c; 4.3k

For as long as you been in hell, you've had your mom right by your side. She looked very... different, but so did you-- her one eye and unnatural skin didn't bother you, because despite it all, she was still your mom above anything else.

"Oi, c'mere you squirt!" Your mom yelled as she chased you down-- sunscreen in hand, and you squealed, continuing to run away from her. "No! I don' wanna!" You called back, and to the other beach-goers, all you were was another defiant child too impatient to have sunscreen applied.

When your mom caught you, she swiped you up in her arms-- laughing as you flailed a little bit, looking like a fish on land for a moment there. "C'mon, you don't wanna get sunburned, do ya?" She asked, and you frowned. She was right on that-

"But I wanna get a tan like you..." You always thought-- knew, that your mom was a very pretty woman; her hair sun-bleached from how much she was outside under the harsh Australian rays, a deep tan with freckles splattered every-which-way;

She'd laugh, this whole song-and-dance was something you two always seemed to go through when she took you to the beach with her. Your mom never snapped at you, though-- she was very patient, all things considered.

"No, you don't, squirt. Y'wanna know why?" You tilted your head to the side, gone from defiant to intrigued in less than a second-- "Why?"

You mom shifted her hold on you, bringing her hand holding the sunscreen bottle and tapped you on your little nose, making you reel back just a bit and scrunch up your nose. She giggled at it, and even more as your little face scrunched up "Because, I didn't get my tan from the sun. I got it from eating my veggies, which you don't do, hon."

"Nuh-uh!" You called out-- but you were so young, that you couldn't help but consider what she said as true. When she nodded her head, a sweet smile, a soft one-- one only reserved for you, it seems, and said "Yuh-huh! Now, will you let me put on the sunscreen?"

As your the cogs in your little brain turned, your mom set you down, crouched in front of you. She popped the lid open, not giving you a choice. You frowned-- you knew it was futile, trying to avoid getting lathered in sunscreen, and yet; you never stopped hoping you could outrun it.

You'd kicked the bucket just a couple months after her-- finding yourself down in hell due to some stupid reason. Heaven were so nitpicky, sending you to hell for taking your killer down with you.

You were livid with it, as you stomped around the streets of Hell. Hands shoved in the pocket of your mom's battle jacket, something she held ever-so-dear, and so you did too. You'd died wearing it, so it came with you to hell.

No doubt about it, that the big pink-and-yellow "X" your mom had painted across the back helped her notice you on the street. For a second, only a second, you hadn't known who she was.

The moment she opened her mouth, there was no getting around it. This was your mother-- you felt so many emotions in the span of a minute. Relief, confusion, and sadness were all at the forefront, but behind it was anger. Why was your mom in hell? That only proved that, in your eyes, Heaven were a bunch of nitpicky snobs that turn their nose up at everyone who's greatest sin wasn't forgetting to say 'thank you' when someone opens the door.

It'd been decades, that you and your mom have spent together in hell. She never did tell you how she got into hell, and you never had the heart to ask-- you know you shouldn't, but you couldn't help but try and make up theories about it.

Still, you never asked. Never brought it up-- You hated upsetting your mom, more than anything in the world.

Whatever it was, you're sure she was justified in it. Never did it cross your mind that you are, in fact, extremely biased-- you went about your (un?)life thinking her appearance in hell was one big fluke, similar to your own situation.

Only recently, had you began to genuinely wonder if she'd actually done something drastic to get down here. You knew of your moms tendency to blow things up quite well-- she literally went by Cherri Bomb, after all!

It's not like you didn't accept that part of her, hell, you even used it to your advantage a lot of the time. Someone's picking on you? "You do know my mom is Cherri Bomb, right? That she can blow you to smithereens in a moments notice?" always did the trick to get the asshole to back off quickly.

She may not be an Overlord, but it's not like she was exactly unknown-- she'd been gunning for an Overlord position for years, and while she'd never gotten it, she sure as hell made a name for herself in the pursuit of the title, regardless if she formally got it or not.

But now, she seems to have a bit of a trigger finger-- and she was... being a bit of a helicopter parent, something you never thought she'd ever become. She wasn't neglectful, not in life or afterwards; but she preferred to let you do your thing for the most part,

And now, she could hardly let you out of the house without being by your side. Everytime you commented on it, she just gave you vague answer of "You can never be too safe, hon." or completely dodge the question and change topics as quickly as possible.

It infuriated you. You were a teenager, and she was acting like-- like you were a child! And the worst thing is, she hadn't even acted like this when you had been the age this would've been expected of her!

But your biases dragged themselves from whatever hole they'd crawled into beforehand, and tried to find any possible reason as to this sudden shift in your mom's behavior. Anything, anyone, that wasn't her.

And so, your subconscious pointed fingers at her new boyfriend-- partner, significant other, whatever they wanna call what they have. Whatever name they put to it, they were going out; and from the looks of it, it was a serious kinda thing.

Your mom preferred her freedom, you knew that much. She had to have fallen pretty damn hard if she put such a concrete name to it as she had;

At first, when you'd met your mom's new boyfriend-- Sir Pentious, you weren't necessarily skeptical, not like most kids with single parents were when they got into committed relationships.

You were largely confused. You'd wanted to just ask your mom, straight up, this guy? you're seriously gonna settle down for this guy, of all people?.

Because, while she'd mentioned him before, and had been mentioning for nearly 3 decades, it was never in a good light. In your mind, Sir Pentious was a name synonymous with 'Annoying, british son of a bitch with a ring-ding science project ship' becauses that's mostly what your mom referred to him as before.

And now they were... together? After they'd been at each others throats for years, both often pitted against each other as they fought tooth and nail to fill a spot of a fallen overlord-- usually after exterminations, only to get so caught up in one-upping each other that the position was stolen right from underneath their noses.

It was a routine that you knew, and you knew it well. It was so... odd-- but as you thought about it, how every time she'd come home and you'd ask her about her day, she'd actually call the man by his name.

And she'd actually speak of him as a person, talk about his interests, funny little quirks of his (not even annoying ones!), and not all he did that aggravated her to no end.

In hindsight, you really should've seen this coming-- and, surprisingly quickly, you came to terms that you'd been willfully ignorant to their budding relationship. That didn't mean you accepted the relationship itself.

You didn't have any feelings about Sir Pentious at first-- if your mom had cast their differences aside enough to date, then you suppose you could give him a fresh start as well. Not hold him at the pinnacle of an annoying, egotistical man you'd previously thought him as-- all based solely on your mom's rants about him in previous years.

But then, your mom started changing. Started giving you less freedom-- and while it'd start small, as most things do, it grew to be something so suffocating, so restricting that, for once in your life, you want a break. Just a little time away from her--!

You tried to be sneaky about it, because when she came back (no doubt from visiting Sir Pentious at the Hazbin Hotel), you lounged casually on the couch, a bowl of ice cream cradled in one hand, the spoon held in the other.

Not a bit was taken from it, and if your mom were to look any closer, she would've noticed how tense you were to begin with-- you didn't look relaxed at all. And you hadn't watched even a single second of the mindless sitcom you had running the background. You'd spent the whole time staring at the door, waiting for your mom to come back.

You looked at the TV when you heard her come in, not able to process anything happening on screen, your heart racing a million miles a minute.

At that point, you had no idea why you were so unsettled, so scared to ask your mom a simple question-- before she got with Sir Pentious, you wouldn't have batted an eye if you'd been led to ask what you were going to now.

When she came by the couch, one hand placed on your shoulder as she leaned over and placed a kissed on the side of your head-- your throat felt dry. She asked you "What 'cha watchin'?"

"Can I go stay with a friend?" You said-- or, more like the words tumbled out of your mouth. No input of your own going into your speech, clumsy and nervous. You tried to swallow the lump forming in your throat, but that proved harder than expected.

Your mom went quiet, oh-so quiet, and you when you looked up at her--

It was wrong. It was so wrong. She didn't look like your mom at all, and you swear your heart skipped a beat. You tried to lean away, quietly, meekly, asking her "...Mom? Are... are you oka--?"

Her one gentle hold on your shoulder tightened like a vice, gripping so hard you could feel your bones grinding against each other at the motion. She stared you down, and in a scarily flat voice, asked "Why?"

The way she looked at you was... something you'd never seen before, not in anyone, especially not your mom. You glanced to the side as your answered, unable to meet the intensity of her gaze any longer. "U-Uhm, it's-- I want to give you some alone time with your boyfriend! So, so you wouldn't have to worry about coming home for a few days, or feeding me, or--"

Her grip tightened, but before even a teensy bit of the tension in your muscles could release, she took your chin in her hand-- not roughly, per se, but she wasn't happy and you could tell-- and turned your head to look right in her eyes again.

"C'mon, I'm not some out-of-touch geezer. I know that's not the reason." It wasn't often you cowered, that you shook like a leaf in autumn. Especially when you were with your mom. Especially at your mom.

She'd never been the cause of your fear before, not directly. You'd be afraid for her, scared she wouldn't make it back home when she went out for another battle with a certain other would-be overlord (in years past, of course); that much was expected,

But never, ever before had she been the direct reason for your fear. You weren't one to cower often in the first place, a very brave (or foolish, depends on who you ask) person, you were. You got it from your mom, the audacity to walk the streets of hell without a care in the world. Clutching the blade discreetly hidden in your pocket, or some other means of self-defense, if it came to that (which didn't happen very often).

"Stop it," You don't think you've ever heard your own voice so small, so... weak, for lack of a better term. But right now, that's the least of your concerns.

Before speaking again, you cleared your throat-- contemplating looking away, but decided against that. Your mom didn't look like she was in the mood for correcting you again.

"You're scaring me."

Her eye went wide-- it was always a strange sight, considering the fact she just had one big eyeball to begin with; but you can't bring yourself to laugh at it right now, not even smile a bit at it.

Then, her hands were gone. She leaned back up, and you felt like you could finally breathe again-- like your heart wasn't going to either give out or burst right out of your chest.

You aren't sure how long you'd been staring at the ground, waiting for her to speak again or leave. Neither happened, as she continued standing by your side-- never uttering a single word.

When you looked up, finding her standing there, arms crossed over her chest-- you knew you'd messed up. But why? You... you just asked to sleep over with a friend. Sure, you tried to lie, but you think that was perfectly fair in a situation like this!

As she continued to stand there, both of you locked in an impromptu staring-contest, she still said nothing. It was clear what she wanted,

She wanted an apology.

It'd been so long since she did this song and dance-- she'd stopped when you two were still alive, probably before you even hit high school, if you had to guess.

You tried to clench your hands into fists, a shallow sort of anger and frustration forming in your chest-- not even touching the surface of the problem, pointed at a semi-non issue.

Though, you found you were still holding the bowl of ice cream in one hand, fingers gone numb-- the other wrapped tightly around the spoon so much that the edges were digging into the flesh of your palm and fingers.

In the long run, you'd knew it'd be much, much better to bite your tongue and move on. Keep any snark down and spit out the most sincere-sounding apology your brain could muster in the moment.

Your mom had a reputation about her, both in life and what came after-- more-so now. That she had a temper, and while you'd never faced the full brunt of such a force-of-nature everyone described her anger to be, she had gotten frustrated with you. Multiple times.

This was a perfect example.

And yet, your own stubbornness refused to let you back down. You knew she wouldn't hurt you-- wouldn't dare to, she hardly even yelled at you. And if she did, it was out of worry. Always something along the lines of "Get away from there!" or "Look before you cross, you almost got flattened by a car!".

Setting down the bowl of ice cream, wincing as you pull your hand from the spoon to set it alongside the melted dessert-- you stood, and stared your mother right in the eye. You steeled yourself, backed up by how bull-headed you could be.

It was a learned behavior from your mom, even though she phrased it as 'standing your ground', you knew that wasn't it. It always did you more harm than good, back when you were younger. Before you adjusted yourself while away from your mom, made yourself more palatable to teacher and peers alike.

Well--you tried to, at least. Because, even with how hard you tried, you could never quite quell your stubbornness from crawling up your throat if given the chance. Just a little push was all it needed to rear its hear and make your life 10 times more difficult.

Or afterlife, you guess.

Your mom had this smug little smirk on her face-- she absolutely thought you were about to grovel, ask if she was actually mad at you. Beg for forgiveness, even if she said she wasn't cross with you.

"You're being suffocating, and I want a break. There, is that what you wanted to hear?"

It was a funny sight, how fast that smirk got wiped off her face as you spoke. Emboldened, baring a less-than-happy smile of your own, you continued. "I tried talking to you about it, but you wouldn't listen! I'm not a little kid! Why are you treating me like one?!" Your volume rose, and you whole-heartedly expected the downstairs neighbor to slam the end of their broom against their ceiling.

They hadn't done that for a while, actually-- you weren't worried for them, they were an absolute asshole; but you're curious about what happened to them. Not for any reason than to just be nosy.

You really should've kept quiet. You knew you should've, and yet, you still chose to poke a sleeping bear, and oh-- oh god, did it react.

It's been a few hours since the... since the argument about your mom becoming a helicopter parent. Since you provoked your mom so badly she...

She'd thrown a bomb at you. And you ran-- as you ran, you never heard it go off. You knew that she carried duds with her, just to cause chaos for the fun of it. Not do any real damage, just mess with people.

As you think back to it, you realize that it definitely was a dud. You don't think that makes much of a difference if it could've went off or not. She still did it, still held the threat of blowing you to bits--

It wasn't like her.

You've stopped blaming Sir Pentious-- mostly because you have no-one else to go to for this. You're hoping-- and hope is a dangerous thing in a place like hell, but again, you have no choice-- to anyone, anything, any higher power both known and unknown, that he isn't involved in this.

He seemed... nice, your resentment to him-- because you'd chosen him as a scapegoat, had clouded your judgement. In all honesty, you think he might be a fluke like you. Did something that could tangentially be considered a sin, but the context wasn't taken into questions before you were cast down to Hell.

Sure. There was Angel Dust-- but he was probably out doing something, and if he wasn't...

Well, he'd never been one to put a damper on your mom's spirits. The two were best friends, and you swear that they encouraged each other's less desirable traits and habits (scratch that, you knew they did, and you knew that they knew-- no use in confronting them about it).

Sir Pentious seemed like an alright guy, all things considered. He was a little awkward, but that was a given; he was from a completely different era, and you were kind of surprised with how... eh, approachable, he was.

When you made it to the Hazbin Hotel-- having travelled on foot for the last 4 hours in nothing by your pajamas and some untied sneakers you'd managed to snag before running out the apartment-- you were shocked to find that the doors weren't locked.

You aren't sure that was just a one-time thing, or someone forgot to lock it; but at least you didn't have to wake up all the residents. If Angel was in, then that rocketed the risk up to 100.

The door creaked-- you opened it slowly, trying your best to be quiet with it. Shutting it with a little less care, you started speed walking towards where you think Sir Pentious' room is.

You're pretty certain you're right on it, but you'd only been here a couple times. And you'd never really paid attention to where his room was, because you assumed that every time you visited him...

Your mom would be there, guiding you (more like dragging you) along.

Eventually, you came up on his hall. It was pretty easy finding his room from there-- Charlie had, apparently, done a recent activity that had all of the residents painting their own doors. Personalizing it-- probably so the residents could "look inward on themselves", or something equally as insane as that.

When you knocked, you didn't hear anything for a little. You nervously looked around the hall, finding no other personalized doors-- you knocked a little louder, because you were fairly certain Pentious was situated a little ways away from any other residents (of which there were very few, but it's whatever).

In an instant, there was a loud crash-- glass breaking, furniture being knocked over, the whole nine yards. It went quiet for a second, and you were afraid he'd hit his head or something in the apparent mad-dash he'd made for the door--

The door pulled open, and before you stood a very tall snake man-- wearing his blue and white striped dressing gown, and a little matching hat. If you were any less paranoid and on-edge, you would've laughed at it, or at least made a comment about it.

Right now, you stayed quiet. Something very, very uncharacteristic of you, and Sir Pentious definitely took note. His whole demeanor changed in a second-- he'd opened his mouth, then closed it.

When he opened it again, his voice came out incredibly soft as he leaned down a little lower-- allowing you to see the top of his head, now unobstructed by the doorframe.

"What ssssseemssss to be the matter, dear?" He asked, his lisp was somehow more pronounced, maybe because you'd woke him up. He was rubbing his eyes-- and you saw that as conformation that you had woken the man up.

"i-I'm sorry for, uh-- for waking you," The words tumbled out of your mouth, the stuttered and meek tone felt foreign, they felt awful on your tongue-- but you made no effort to fix it. To put up a front.

Pentious tilted his head to the side, and you forced your explanation out. You talked so fast, you weren't sure he'd even understand any of it.

"It's-- it's my mom, she's acting really-- like, really, really weird, an-and I don't know where else, o-or who else to go to, so-- I, uhm," You couldn't look him in the eyes now, your gaze cast downward. He hummed, and gently extended his arm.

You flinched back, and he did the same at your sudden movement. He made no move to touch you, simply held his extended arm, offering you to take it. Silently inviting you.

You don't know why you did it, why you took his arm so quickly-- linking your own, and letting him lead you into his room-- or suite, you guess; because it wasn't just a bedroom or anything.

He sat you down on a big, comfy Victorian looking sofa-- and suddenly, all the aching and stiffness from your long walk over here was letting itself known.

All you wanted to do was sleep, but you were so anxious that your eyelids refused to close for more than a second. It was a weird kind of oxymoron, so tired you felt like you could curl up and sleep for years, but so awake that you feel like you'll never sleep again.

"What about ssssome chamomile tea, dearesssst? Then you can tell me all about it." You jumped-- head snapping to where his voice came from. He took a step (a slither? you don't quite know the semantics) back, hands raised by his sides and open wide, palms facing you. Letting you know he wasn't a threat.

"..Huh?" You asked, and he started to repeat himself. When he was halfway through the second word of his sentence, your brain finally caught up.

Admittedly, you did feel kind of bad for cutting him off-- he didn't seem to mind much, though.

"Yeah-- yeah, that sounds... nice." You said, and found you just couldn't bear sitting any longer. You pitched over sideways, kicking off your shoes as an afterthought before pulling your legs up on the sofa. Your body still refused to let your eyes close for very long, though.

Pentious didn't respond verbally-- just a quick nod of his head as he headed off the the little kitchenette off the side of his suite's living room.

You so out of it that you didn't question how long he took. How much he rummaged-- how he talked to himself, saying things like "now, where did i put that laudanum..?" or "I told her to not be so ham-fisted with it! And now look what she's done... scared the poor thing half to death.",

None of which you caught.

You didn't realize the strange color to your tea-- it was more... red than it should've been, but it tasted a little off. You rationalized it-- thinking to yourself that maybe he made it differently than you did. He was, like, a British Victorian man. He's sure to know different ways of making tea than you do.

Only a few sips in, and your eyes started fluttering closed-- you'd sat up to drink the tea, but was leaning to your side; you didn't even notice it.

You didn't notice when Pentious took the teacup from your hand either, because by that point-- you were just a second away from collapsing.

Before your head hit the cushion of the sofa, you were already out like a light; none the wiser to that certain tincture Pentious had slipped into your tea.

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pinazee · 8 months ago

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Weekend warriors is one of my fave episodes for a multitude of reasons

The way Shawn flirts with Sally Reynolds at the briefing was fantastic. Shes such a memorable one off character and she doesn’t really do much. I credit that to Clair Coffee and her dazzling smile.

One of the best moments of Shawn showing just how amazing his memory is, and the little montage was wonderfully set up. But Gus really shouldn’t be surprised by now. Out of everyone (except maybe his dad) he should be the least amazed by his gifts.

It has my favorite most stupidest joke i still laugh at to this day actually ive been promoted. Its Captain Crunch now.

I have a deep appreciation of this show for never shying away from the fact that Gus is black. It seems like a lot of 00’s shows simply avoided the topic altogether (if they even had a black main). Starting from the pilot when gus placed his hands on the dash when the cop pulled them over. It goes to show how important it is to collaborate with your actors, particularly if your writing room demographics don’t correlate with your acting talent.

The fuck are you talking about henry. It took him 4 months after he was born to smile at you and thats when you acknowledge him??? I mean, i think they both know thats crap, but still lol

Solid Juliet moment. I love that they showed she was scared, but was brave enough to continue. Too many shows try to do feminism by making their female characters not feel fear for some reason? Or like, they’re kind of crazy and seek it out. Idk. Its nice that shes allowed to be afraid and vulnerable. It makes her feel like a real person.

THIS!

That end scene is the saddest fucking thing ive ever seen, and might be the most heartbreaking little shawn moment in the series. Im going to word for word this because i need ppl to share in my awwws

Shawn: Gus, when we grow up, think ill ever be as cool as you?

Gus: You’re better at kickball

Shawn: Not what I asked

Gus: We talking about your dad again?

Shawn: mm-hmm

Gus: Come on dude, the guy respects you

Shawn: Not like he does you

Gus: I’m not his son. I mean, he might like me okay, but he loves you

Shawn: Did he say that?

Gus: No.

Shawn: Well then how can you be sure?

Gus: You mean he’s never said it?

Shawn: Come on Gus, we’re guys.

SO MUCH TO UNPACK HERE but i’m going to do that in my henry analysis ep. Theres just too much to say.

#im really trying not to let these get too long #but i love this ep so it was a special occasion #im just waiting for the perfect opportunity to talk about henry #but im definitely keeping tabs on all the fucked up shit hes doing or teaching him haha #psych #psych rewatch #shawn spencer #james roday rodriguez #james roday #burton guster #dulé hill #dule hill #shawn and gus #juliet o'hara #maggie lawson #psych usa #psych tv

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sarah-bear706318 · 2 months ago

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Chasing Storms and Finding Love. Chapter 11. Part 1:

Series Summary: When Tyler's baby sister joins him and his team for a season she seems to catch the eye of a certain StormPar member much to her brothers dismay... will she listen listen to her big brother or follow her heart?

Pairing: Scott Miller X fem!reader, Tyler Owens x sister!reader

Chapter Summary: Reader is now awake and learns about the twins. And Scott ask a very important question!

Warnings: Sneaking around, Pissed off Tyler, Love Struck Scott, ALOTS of kissing, A little age gap, Cussing, Drinking, Storms(duh), Falling in love, Slow burn

A/N: Thank you everyone that has been reading and reblogging it means alot! Like I have said before I am new at writing and everytime like comment and reblog i get lets me know yall are likeing it! This chapter is gonna be in 2 parts there is alot of detail I want to add when the reader is in the hospital! Again thank you @nikkicloudie for the ideas and help you give me and always encouraging me to keep writing and not push myself! I also want to apologize for it taking so long for this chapter had some personal things going on, it's not edited the best so I'm sorry for any mistakes!

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"Scott"

Your eyes flutter open it take a few seconds to adjust to the bright lights but when they do the first thing you see is Scott's blue eyes looking back at you. Things are still very fuzzy and your ears sound a little muffled but you hear the beeping of a machine and Scott saying something you cant make out fully "rusty ashleigh go get a nurse or the dr"

"Scotty" you say again "I'm right here baby I'm here, Rusty and Ashleigh went to get someone" You hear Scott say then you hear another voice "Jellybean Casey is calling mom and dad they will be here soon" You try to lift your head but Scott and Tyler are quick to stop you.

"Where am I? What happened? Is the puppy ok" you ask your eyes looking between your boyfriend and brother and hear soft laughter. "Baby your in the hospital you got hit in the head by a tree branch you've been out almost 5 days you also broke your leg so don't move that either ok" Scott says rubbing your head "but what about the puppy is he ok" you ask again

"Jelly bean the puppy is fine I promise lets get you checked out by the doctors before we worry about the dog ok" your brother says laughing.

All of a sudden a man and a woman walk in and make their way you "hello y/n I'm Dr. Mitchell this is Dr. Teller how are feeling" He says shining a bright light in your eyes "my head hurt alot and so does my leg" you tell him "Thats normal you had brain surgery due to the trauma you sustained and another surgery on your leg both me and Dr. Teller will explain everything"

You listen to everything both doctors tell you about the surgery, the screws in your leg, the recovery and everything else that has happened the last few days you out. "there is one more thing but I think that should come from your boyfriend" the dr says as he steps aside and Scott is back by your side

"Baby after your surgeries we found out you are about 6 weeks pregnant...with twins" Scott says almost in a whisper.

"I'm gonna be a mommy" you ask shocked looking back to Scott and see he has tears of his own "Yes baby were gonna be parents to twins, how you feel about that" he ask kissing your hand "So fucking happy so happy just shocked" then you hear your brother from across the room "we all were jellybean" Tyler says.

The doctors continue their exams while explaining few more things to you "Do you have any questions Miss.Owens?" Dr. Mitchell ask "a few are my babies ok? Can I get something for the pain? and when can I eat I'm starving" you say "The babies are fine and have strong heartbeats, I will order you some morphine for the pain and as soon as you get in your new room you can eat" Dr. Teller says laughing, then both doctors leave the room.

"your parents are on their way your mom said they should be here in 20 minutes but they are coming as fast as they can" you hear Casey say "Casey Ashleigh and oh my God Rusty yall did not have to come all the way here" you say hugging them from your bed

"are you kidding y/n there is no place else we'd be" Casey says "yeah you're our sister the 3rd Charlie's angles" Ashleigh laughs

"Rusty awwwww I haven't seen you in so long come here give me a hug I missed you" Rusty walks over and gives you a hug carful not to hurt you "I missed you too y/n so glad you're awake, all the guys at KT send their love" he says "awwww tell them I said I love them too and tell B he still owes me that 50 bucks" "ok I will" he says laughing.

"You know nobody ever told me what happened to the puppy I saved" you said looking to Scott and your brother

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20 minutes later your parents are walking in your room, your mom makes a b-line for you with tears streaming down her face. "oh my baby you're awake" she says leaning over your bed hugging you, your dad doing the same on the other side. "mama daddy" you say tears filling your eyes as well "how you feeling princess" you hear your dad ask. You take a minute to compose yourself just enjoying being in the arms of your parents.

"I'm very sore the Dr should be in any minute with some morphine" you finally say wiping your tears. "What else did the Dr say about everything sweetie" your mother ask looking around the room. Tyler filled yalls parents in on what was said and how you are waiting to be moved to a new room. You see Scott across the room looking at you with your parents smiling and it makes your heart melt "I love you" your mouth to him "I love you too" he mouths back with a smile

As promised the Dr. Mitchell came in with something for the pain. He says hello to your parents then makes his way over to you, "ok y/n I'm gonna give you a bit of morphine for the pain. Don't worry it's completely safe for the babies" he says with a smile while he takes the arm where your IV is "I'm gonna give it through your IV that way it gets in your system faster. It will make you groggy and maybe even a little sick so I mixed it with antinausea meds as well. You also may feel a bit...giggly but it will mainly make you sleepy" with that said he pushed the meds in your IV. "That should start working in the next few minutes, any questions?" He ask looking at you and you shake your head no "ok if you need me or a nurse press the call button, we should have you in your new room within the hour" he says and walks our the door.

After the doctor leaves you turn to your parents "So mama daddy how you feeling about being grandparents of twins at that?" You finally ask looking between your parents "honey your father and I are so happy we're gonna be memaw and papaw I'm excited it came as a shock but we're excited. The real question is how are you feeling about being a mother" your mom ask

"I'm so fucking happy just still in shock its alot to process. I mean last thing I remember is trying to save a puppy from getting sucked into a tornado then I wake up 5 days later being told I had brain surgery screws in my leg and I'm 6 weeks pregnant with twins" you say to your parents.

A few moments later you start laughing and everyone in the room looks st you like you are crazy and Scott is at your side "Baby why are you laughing you're kinda scaring us" "I think that morphine is really kicking in" you hear Rusty say from across the room, but you continue to laugh calling your brother over.

"Yes my high as a kite baby sister" he says coming to your bedside with a smile "the Dr said I was 6 weeks pregnant right" you say with a smirk to a very confused Tyler "yes jellybean why" he ask "that means the twins were conceived in the driver seat of your truck" you say busting out laughing. "Oh my God y/n why did you have to remind of that" your brother says shaking his head

The whole room starts laughing including your mom your dad not so much...he is looking at Scott with daggers.

You look to the other side of your bed where Scott is and he's pale as ghost completely speechless not believing you said that in front your parents "Baby I know that medicine is making you feel good and I'm very happy you're not in pain but let's keep some things to ourselves ok" Scott pleads with you "ok baby" you say with a doppy smile

"that is something I did not want to know about my daughter" your dad says pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head. Tyler looks to yalls dad and says "well dont let these 3" pointing to you Casey and Ashleigh "get drunk you'll learn a hell of alot more about your daughter that will scar you for life old man" slapping your dad on the back "duly noted son thanks" your dad says

It doesnt take long for you start to doze in and out, hearing everyone in the room talking but you can't make any of it out. The last thing you remember before falling asleep is Scott kissing your lips and telling you he loved you.

You wake up a couple hours later in a new room, you look around and only see Scott, reading a book while sitting by your bedside "Scott baby" you whine out. At the sound of your voice Scott lifts his from his book and smiles.

"Hey baby how you feeling" he ask standing up and kissing your lips, and you kiss back deepening the kiss a bit "damn I've missed kissing you baby" he says as he lays his forehead against yours, you just smile and nod your head "where is everyone" you ask looking around.

"They all went to get something to eat baby they'll be back" Scott says brushing some hair from your face "baby aren't you hungry why didn't you go" you asked "I'm ok baby I'll eat when you do I promise. Dr said you can now you still hungry I'll call your brother and ask him to get something anything you want it's yours"

You think for a minute before giving him a smirk "I really want some pancakes and bacon" you say with a smile. At your words Scott shakes his head and laughs "of course you do. There is an iHOP not to far away I'll have your brother go get you some" "thank you baby" you smile up at him before asking "can I get extra chocolate chips and butter please" "Anything for the love of my live and mother of my twins"

Scott calls your brother and tells him what you want and orders something for himself then updates everyone over the phone how you feel.

You watch Scott on the phone with your family, you smile and rub your stomach. You haven't got a chance to talk to your boyfriend about how he's feeling about being a father. Scott gets off the phone and comes to your bed side "Tyler said he will have your chocolate chip pancakes with extra chocolate chips and butter here as soon as possible. Casey and Ashleigh are going to get you a new night gown because and I quote Ashleigh these hospital ones are ugly my ZBZ sister needs something pink" he says trying to sound like Ashleigh "and your parents are gonna be up when your brother come back up"

"Scott I haven't even got to ask you, how are you feeling about the pregnancy? I know it's not what we planned and its really soon and we really never planned on twins and its..." Scott cuts you off with a kiss and a smile "Baby I'm so excited your pregnant! I was shocked when they told me and even more so when they said twins but I couldn't be happier. Yeah it's not what we planned this early but I love you so much and I already love these babies" at Scotts words you relax a bit and smile.

You move over as best you can and pat the space beside you telling Scott to come lay with you. He hesitates for a second not waiting to hurt you but gives in. He sits beside you and wrapping you in his arms, damn he missed this.

"I hope it's 2 girls" you say softly "your brother called it" Scott says with a laugh. "he knows me well" you say

About an hour later the door to your room opens and in walks your brother and your parents. "we bring food jellybean" Tyler says walking over to you. "Thank God I am so hungry! did you get the extra chocolate chips and butter" you ask your brother "yes I got them"

As you dig into your pancakes and cant help the small moan that leaves your lips "these are the best things in the world" you say with a mouth full of food. Scott laughs as he opens the food your brother brought him. You both continue to eat while plans are bring made for after you are released from the hospital.

The plan that is finally decided on after rounds and rounds of everyone talking...You will go home with Scott as planned, and he will do his work from home so he's there's to take care of you. Tyler will go back chasing with his crew and finish the season out and will stop by as much as possible, after the season he will spilt his time from his place and Scotts place. As far as your parents they will stay in the guest room but will be finding a place to rent near by for a more long term stay. Even Scotts parents were helping, they were going to get the house ready and start making list of doctors in the area for you.

"Scott I don't wait to get into your financial situation but we will cover anything y/n may need for her recovery I don't want you to feel the burden is all on you" your dad says looking to Scott. "That goes for the twins as well we know this was sudden" your mom says

"That's very nice of you Mr. And Mrs. Owens but I have a good savings from my work at StormPar and a trust my grandparents set up for me before they passed and I have not touch either, we will be fine on money. I want to take care of all 3 of them" Scott says to your parents "I respect that son I'm glad my babygirl found a man like you but I will be helping she was my baby first" your dad said shaking Scotts hand.

Your sisters and Rusty come back so your parents decide to go to the hotel so you can spend time with your friends before visiting hours end "we will be back tomorrow morning baby I love you get some rest" your mom's says kissing your cheek followed by your dad "I love you princess I'll see you tomorrow" "I love you yall too".

You start to talk to Ashleigh while she shows you the pink nightgown she got you "Oh that's so cute thank you Ash" you say hugging her "Casey got you a robe to go with it" she says hugging you back. While she goes to pull it out Scott comes to your side "Hey baby I'm gonna walk your parents down and your brother is coming with me do you want anything" "im ok babyI love you" "I love you too"

Scotts POV:

Scott and Tyler walk Brooke and Troy downstairs to the lobby, but before they can walk out of the hospital doors Scott ask them if he could talk to them. It's now or never Scott thinks to himself.

"Mr.&Mrs.Owens I love your daughter more then anything in this world and I'm so happy to be starting a family with her. I want to be with y/n the rest of my life and I promise to take care of her and love her the rest of my life. I have talked to and asked Tyler already but I really want to ask the two of you as well. Can I have your permission to ask your daughter to marry me" Scott finished and looked to y/n parents.

"Speaking as her mother I say yes Scott, I can tell you truly love my daughter and you are gonna be a great father and husband" "thank you Mrs.Owens" Scott says and the 3 of them look to Troy

Troy looks from his son and wife then to Scott "Well Scott that's y/n is my babygirl she's the most important thing in my life she's had me wrapped around her finger since the moment I met her at 3 years old. That being said yes you have my blessing but remember what I told you before...ever hurt her and I'll hunt you down and they will never find your body got it" Scott nods his hands before replying "yes sir but you never have to worry about that that girl and those babies are my everything and I'll spend til my last breath showing that".

With everything said Troy shakes Scotts hand and Brooke gives him a hug "I'm so happy, you need help picking out a ring or you have anything in mind" she asks "all I have for now is incorporating pink in the stones, I know that's her favorite color not to mention it's ZBZs color and I want to incorporate that for her since it means so much to her" Scott says with a smile. Brooke smiles back at him with tears in her eyes "she'll love it, whatever you pick out"

Y/N POV:

You are taking and laughing with your sisters and Rusty(well Rusty looks annoyed) when Scott and Tyler walk back in the room, Scott loves seeing you smile and laughing again. "What is with all the laughing and why does Rusty look like he's ready to hit the 3 of you" Scott says as he walks over and kisses you.

"He just found out I know about the crush he had on me his freshmen and sophomore years at UT and that they know he walked in on me changing when i stayed with them Chicago" you say laughing "he saw you naked" both Scott and Tyler say at the same time "only the top half and it was an accident I should have locked the door" you said "a crush my baby brother was in LOVE with your girl Scott even wanted to ask her to the KT formal" Casey says laughing while Rusty turns red and hides his face

"I would have gone with you Rusty you were always one of my favorite people at school, you saved me from that drunk guy at a KT party remember" you say and that makes Rusty smile a bit "what drunk guy at a party I never knew about a drunk guy at a party bothering you Y/n" "there was nothing to tell Tyler drunk frat guy tried to get handsy Rusty saw it and got in the middle and had his brother kick him out" you said rolling your eyes

You didn't know it was so late til the nurse came in to let everyone know visiting hours we're over but said 2 people could stay the night if you wanted. "Miss Owens after your friends leave would you like to take shower get in a fresh gown" you didn't think twice before replying "yes please thank you" the nurse laughs and tells you she'll be back in 10 minutes.

While your saying bye to your sisters and Rusty you see your boyfriend and brother whispering something, what are they up to you think to yourself,then your brother comes over "Jellybean I'm gonna stay a bit longer but I'm gonna walk these 3 down get something to eat for the 3 of us while Scott and the nurse help you shower, text me when your done" then he kisses your head and leaves with the small group.

About an hour and a half later you are showered, in fresh clothes and eating the food your brother brought up. "I'm glad the 2 of you are getting along" you say looking at Scott and Tyler as you take a bite of your food "we came to an understanding the days you were out baby we're ok I promise" Scott says looking at you with a smile

"Is this for real this time or do I need to plan another zoo trip? Cuz I'll do it I'll roll myself round all day and this time I'll make Ashleigh come and that girl lives for a zoo trip" both boys laugh while they continue to eat before your brother speaks up "I promise no games this time you don't need to plan a zoo trip"

After a little longer of just hanging out with your 2 favorite people talking about random things you start to feel more pain in your head and leg you try to hide it but your face gives you away "Baby you ok" Scott ask "I'm ok Scotty just pain" you try to smile but a sharp pain runs through your head and it makes you wince "I'm going to get the nurse" before you could stop him your brother is out the door

A few minutes later Dr. Mitchell and the nurse come back in with Tyler "Miss.Owens I hear you are in some pain can you show me where it hurts and describe it" he says wile shinning a light in your eyes

You point to the right side of your head just above your temple "it's a sharp pain almost like a headache but more intense, I'm also having alot of pain in my leg" Dr. Mitchell finishes up his exam before explaining things to you "the sharp pain and headache is completely normal at this stage in recovery it can be caused from a number of things but since your exam is normal I'm gonna say it's just from the excitement of the day and your brain letting you know it needs a break, as far as your leg that looks fine. How bout I order another round of morphine maybe this time put a little something to help you sleep" Dr. Mitchell says while looking at you waiting for an answer. " That would be great thank you"

He tells you it's gonna be a few minutes so in the mean time you finish your dinner with your brother and Scott.

10 minutes later Dr. Mitchell is back with your little pain/sleep med cocktail "These together are gonna work almost instantly" he says as he pushes the meds into your IV, and true to his words just a few minutes later you are dozing off hearing Scott say "sweet dreams I love you"

The next day you wake up around 6am and see Scott sleeping on the couch in your room, all you can think is how uncomfortable he must be. You really need to use the bathroom but your boyfriend looks so peaceful you don't want to wake him up and you know if you press for the nurse that will also wake up Scott "it's not that far I can make it alone" you say

After sitting there another few minutes you decide it's now or never. You throw the covers off turn yourself and make it to the edge of the bed "now the hard part". It takes several tries but you finally make it up, granted a little wobbly but you did. You hold on to the bed and start to make you way to the bathroom very slowly. You are half way to the bathroom when you hear...

"What are you doing baby" and Scott is jumping up in a panic rushing to you and grabbing your arm "I had to pee and I know you haven't been sleeping alot so I didn't want to wake you baby and if I called the nurse that would have woke you" Scott shakes his head at your need to still be independent "I'm fine I actually slept a good bit last night and even I had I just fell asleep I would rather you wake me then try to do this alone and hurt yourself anymore, plus you're carrying precious cargo". He helps you to the bathroom then back to bed.

Scott gets you breakfast while the nurse does her morning checkup routine "Dr. Mitchell and Dr. Teller will be around soon y/n" she says with a smile and walks out the door.

While your eating Dr. Mitchell and Dr. Teller comes in "Good morning Miss.Owens how are you feeling this today?" Dr.Teller ask making her way to your bed and begins to check your leg. "A little pain but more discomfort then anything" you tell her.

While she's checking your leg Dr.Mitchell comes to check over your head "any headaches, dizziness, confusion, or blurry vision" he ask shinning his little light in your eyes. "Just a headache" you say.

They both finish with their exams and tell you that you're healing well but still have a ways to go and that they want to keep you at least another week that was not what you wanted to hear. "But we do have some good news that might make it better, OB will be coming down and doing a sonogram so you will get to see your babies today" Dr. Mitchell says with a smile.

"Really we get to see them" you ask kinda like you couldn't believe it, you look over to Scott and see he has the biggest smile on his face. "Yes ma'am they should be in within the next hour" with one more look over they order a little something for the pain and leave.

"I can't believe we get to see them" you say looking over to Scott, he just smiles back at you "I know baby I can't wait either"

You text your brother your parents Casey and Ashleigh and tell them and promise your your mom and brother to get a copy of the pictures for them. As your texting with your brother you hear a knock at the door "come in" you tell whoever is knocking. When you look up you see a woman with short brown hair and glasses walk in pushing a machine "Good morning Miss.Owens I'm Dr. Jones I'm gonna check on your babies make sure everything is good and get some measurements on them that ok with you" she ask with a smile "that's great we're excited to see them" you tell her.

"Well since you are not but about 7 weeks now the sonogram is gonna be vaginally with this little wand" she explains holding something in her hand to show you. She goes on and explains how it works and what what you're gonna see then make sure you are OK with Scott being in the room and of course you tell her you are "ok great let's get started, now you will feel some pressure but that's normal and just a warning it will be cold" and damn she was right.

After about few seconds of her moving the wand around you see them you see both your babies "Oh my God Scott look our babies" you say with tears in your eyes, you look over to Scott and see the same thing. Your lost in that moment trying to memorize Scotts face when all of a sudden you hear 2 little heartbeats and that makes you snap your head back to the screen.

"It looks like your twins are gonna be identical" the Dr says looking over to you. "When can we find out their genders" you ask "you can do a blood test at 10 weeks but for ultrasounds it's not til about 16 weeks at the earliest". She continues to take pictures and measurements and explains everything to you. "The babies are both healthy and have strong heartbeats and your are measuring about 7 weeks 2days, I'm gonna get you both a couple pictures" she says looking from you to Scott "can I get 3 extra pictures for my parents brother and his parents please" "not a problem" she smiles

She gets your pictures printed and let's you know she will be back in a few days for another check up, you and Scott both thank her and she walks out the door.

Scott is holding the pictures she gave him looking at it in awe then looks at you teary-eyed and puts a hand on your belly "this makes it more real for me, we made them I'm gonna be a dad, I'm gonna have a family with the love of my life" he says then grabs your face and kisses you with so much passion it made your toes curl.

After Scott pulled away from the kiss you smile up at him "I'm excited too baby"

An hour later your brother and parents come in your room with big smiles on their faces. Tyler makes a b-line for you but instead of his normal greeting of hey little sister he says "give me my picture of my 2 nieces" you look at him with a questionable look "how do you know they are girls Ty I'm not even 8 weeks" you say handing him his copy.

"Call it a hunch jellybean" he says smiling and looking at the picture.

You then hand your parents their copy and your mom waste no time taking it from you. Her eyes fill with tears as she looks at it "I'm really gonna be a grandma, oh honey look at them" she says handing your dad the picture. Your dad is trying his best to hold back tears but you them, he's not as slick as he thinks but you'll let him have his moment.

You tell your parents and brother what all 3 doctors told you from your longer stay to when the next sonogram will be. "Well I talked to Scotts mother and she has a list of doctors for you and Scott to look over along with orthopedic doctors" your mom tells you while she fluffed up your pillow.

"You talked to Scotts mom?" you ask confused looking to Scott who is just as confused as you "how did you get her number mom?" you ask. "From your phone sweetheart when you were sleeping yesterday" she answered.

"How do you know my passcode"

"Honey it wasn't hard to figure out I know my daughter 7-6-2-8-8 it only took me 3 tries" she's says while going about her business "your passcode spells Scott" he says laughing you roll your eyes at your "Shut up tyler" you mumble.

Your mom gives you the list of doctors to go over and research, while you are looking over the list Scotts phone starts to ring "Hey baby I gotta get this it's work I'll be right outside" he kisses your lips then leaves the room.

"Ty speaking of work aren't you missing alot I don't want you to miss to much because of me"

"Its fine really y/n, my crew is taking over til you are home Kate is also helping and we put out a video to let the fans know I'm taking time off to be with my sister so don't worry, if a storm comes close I might jump in but you and my nieces are number 1, oh and the crew will be back tomorrow they are all dying to see you" he says then kisses your forehead

"You really are the best big brother anyone could ask for TyTy but dont get my hopes up about 2 girls"

A few minutes later Scott come back in the room and walks over to your bed, "Baby I have to go deal with some work stuff I'm so sorry, are you gonna be ok for a few hours" he ask rubbing your head. "Yeah baby I'll be fine I promise I got my parents and brother here plus im gonna look over the list of doctors and I'm thinking of taking a nap soon"

"OK baby I'll make it up to you what about tonight I get us take out and we have a little hospital date night sound good" "Scotty that sounds perfect I love you" you say smiling. He leaves down and kisses you "I love you too baby so much" then he rubs and kisses your belly "and I love the 2 of you so much be good to mommy while daddy's gone". You smile at your boyfriend talking to your belly and you think how lucky you are to have found Scott Miller.

Scott's POV:

Scott hated lying to you but it would all be worth it tonight when he slips that ring on your finger. The phone call he got was accidentally Ashleigh letting him know things were get up at the jewelry store downtown and he and Casey would meet him there.

As Scott drove through downtown Oklahoma City his mind goes back to the night 3½ months ago when one laugh from across the parking alot changed his world. Scott has had other relationships in his 31 years on earth but if he's being honest he's never really loved any of them, he might have said the words and may even thought at the time he did love them but after hearing one laugh from a girl across the parking lot he knew none of his past relationships were real.

He also thinks about the twins you are carrying and even tho they weren't planned and came as a total surprise, they were truly made out of real love.

At the jewelry store Scott Casey and Ashleigh look at dozens of rings, they are all beautiful but nothing feels right to him. Scott has never shopped for jewelry and hes way out of his element and started to panic. Casey sees his panic expression "OK what's your budget Scott maybe that will help us narrow it down" Casey ask.

He pulls the girls to the side before explaining "I don't have one I was thinking 50 grand?" Is that good?" Scott asked looking at both girls who look shocked at the number he just said "I need this ring to be perfect it has to show her how much I love her. I never thought I'd be shopping for a ring but I love y/n so much I want her to love it"

"OK Scott calm down" Ashleigh says to him "first off that girl loves you more then anything you could get her a ring from a cracker jack box and she would love it and show it off. Second 50 grand is alot for a ring most men spend 4 to 6 grand. But it's your money but I think I have the answer... Princess Diana" Ashleigh says with a smile looking at Casey then Scott

Scott looks at her confused then pinches the bridge of his nose and ask "what does she have to with picking a ring out for y/n"

Ashleigh smiles then finishes "Well y/n has always admired her she has even dressed as her for parties and has always loved the engagement ring Prince Charles gave her and they make rings that look just like it with pink stones, so we can look here if it's not at this store there are dozens of jewelry stores in this city"

"OK that's a good idea Ash" Casey says then looks to Scott "what do you think Scott?" Scott thinks for a minute, he knows your love for Princess Diana. "OK we'll start there" he says and walks away to go talk to the man behind the counter.

Scott was starting to lose hope they are about to walk into their 6th jewelry store of the day, hoping this would be the one that had the ring. He walks to the woman who was standing behind the counter crossing his fingers they had the perfect ring. "Good afternoon sir how can I help today" the woman says with a smile.

"Yes ma'am I am looking for an engagement ring for my girlfriend, I have been to 5 other stores and I am really hoping you have what I'm looking for" Scott explains to her.

"I can help you sir we have alot of styles cuts and stones, what are you looking for" She ask "I'm looking for a replica of the same engagement ring that Princess Diana had but with a pink stone" he explains to the lady

The lady just smiles and nods before saying "you are in luck sir we have a few of those 2 of them are in pink. One a darker pinker and the other a lighter pink, I'll bring them both over for you to look at" then walks away after Scott thanks her a dozen times.

A few minutes later the sales woman returns with 2 rings. Scott takes one look at the lighter pink one before blurting out "That's the one, I'll take it" before the sales woman can give him any details about it. "Thats great but don't you want to know the price sir? As beautiful as this ring is it's on the pricer side, it's a 3 carat pink diamond on a white gold band with 20 white diamonds around it and due to it being a pink diamond it's around $38,700" she says looking at Scott.

Scott pulls out his wallet and grabs one of his credit cards and hands it to the woman "that's fine put it on the card". The woman looks at Scott, she hesitates for a second before grabbing the card "yes sir give me just a few minutes"

"Y/n gonna kill you when she finds out how much you spent you know that right" Casey says "Yeah I know so let's keep that under wraps for awhile" he says looking at her.

Y/N POV:

Your sitting in your bed watching some Gray's anatomy reruns on the small hospital tv, your brother and parents left about an hour ago leaving you alone. Your waiting on Scott, he's been gone all day and you were missing him like crazy even tho it's only been a few hours. You rub your belly and start talking to the twins "yall know I love your daddy so much! Yall wanna hear how mommy and daddy met...you do ok story time" you go on rubbing your belly and talking to your babies about how you and Scott met, your first tornado in your brothers truck, and a few other stories.

"So then mommy and daddy went..." you were interrupted by the door opening, you look up to see Scott and you beam. You look to his hands and see a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

"Hey babygirl" he comes to your bed side and leans down and kisses your lip then hands you the flowers "Scotty these are beautiful thank you so much" you say then kissing him back.

"How are my 3 babies doing" he ask rubbing your belly. You look at him and smile "we are all doing good, watching some McDreamy and telling the twins stories". Scott smiles at that. "So I was thinking about getting you out of the room for a bit to have our date and eat dinner down in the court yard it's nice out. How's that sound?" You look at him and smile "that sounds amazing Scotty Blue" Scott helps you out of bed and into a wheelchair then you are off for your hospital courtyard date!

If you only knew what surprise was waiting for you downstairs!

Once you make it downstairs to the little courtyard you are left speechless with what you see. A beautiful table sitting in the middle of the small garden area covered in fairy lights, the table is candle lit with flowers. "Oh my God Scott you did all this for me" you look to him with tears in your eyes. He smiles down at you leans down and kisses you then whispers "yes I wanted tonight to be special for you"

He gets you to the table and helps you sit, the plates are covered so you don't know what he has ordered, there is also champagne flutes with sparkling cider on both sides of the table.

Scotts across from you and fills your glass with cider "you ready to see what I ordered for dinner" he says with a smile "yes please hospital food is not so good" you laugh. Scott opens the lids and you see a plate of your favorite pasta and your mouth starts to water.

As the 2 of you start to eat and you tell him about your day then ask him about his day and you notice he gets tensed and nervous and you look at him with raised eyebrows. "Baby are you ok your getting really tensed and its kinda freaking me out" you tell him reaching across the table to grab his hand.

"I wasn't working today" Scott blurts out. "If you weren't at work where were you all day then" you ask trying to think the worst, but the longer Scott says nothing the more your thoughts go to the worst. "Scott answer me please if you werent working where we're you for almost 8 hours?" Instead of answering Scott stands up and come over to you.

"This is not how I pictured ever doing this..." Scott says then turns your chair around and gets on one knee "Y/n Y/m/n Owens I never thought I would ever settle down I never really wanted to I was content on chasing storms and being single the rest of my life. Then one night from across a parking lot I heard the most beautiful laugh then saw the most beautiful girl and I knew I loved you then and that love has grown a million times stronger by the day. I can't picture my life without you or our babies. so babygirl will you do my the honor and become Mrs. Miller" Scott opens the ring box and you see the most beautiful ring you have ever seen.

"Yes oh my God Scott yes I'll marry you" you say through tears then grabbed his face and kiss him. You both pull away after a few minutes and he slips the ring on your finger and you are just in awe then it hits you "Scott is this a pink diamond replica of the engagement ring that Princess Diana had" you ask looking at him speechless. "Yes it is baby"

You grab his face again pressing your lips to his in a heated passionate kiss then whisper "I might not be able to have sex but there are plenty of other ways to celebrate me becoming Mrs.Miller" you wink at him "oh really what did you have in mind baby"

"Well come help me shower and I'll show you then we'll move to my bed and ill show you more" you wink silently asking for him to help you get up.

Scott just smiles and takes your hand "well have I ever turned down a shower with the my baby"

#scott miller x reader #scott miller #glen powell #tyler owens #david corenswet #twisters

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ladylooch · 8 months ago

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Oh please can we see that convo of when the last name is decided. Like now as a blurb or in the series xxx

Like does David wish his wife shared his name? Does he feel more strongly about his kids having his name? Maybe he talks to Luc and Connor first. I can see him building up the conversation in his head heaps for Mack to be like 'psssh, they get your name, of course' or is it more of an in-depth question?

Omg Connor and David, besties and dads together 😍

Mack strokes the tip of her pointer finger down the big line in the center of her belly. It’s June in Iowa and she is hot. Out here, the sun beats down on the land and structures that dare to dot the flat, green space. Right now, she is perched on the couch in a pair of small shorts that may as well be underwear, and a sports bra. Her expanding boobs spill off her belly and slightly to the side. Everything about her is big and she still has a month to go. They keep telling her the baby’s measurements and hers are normal, but it doesn’t feel like it with how uncomfortable it is to exist in the summer heat.

The front door opens and Farmer David steps through. He is drenched in sweat, looking wet even from here. His green shirt sticks to the center of his chest and is soaked under his pits. He tosses off his baseball hat, letting it hit the bench followed by his tan work gloves.

“It’s hot out there, mama.” He complains. “Not much shade where I’m working.” Is there shade anywhere in Iowa? Mack doesn’t think so.

“Yeah, you look red. Put some more sunscreen on.”

“Okay.” He assures her, coming to drop a kiss on her lips. They both know he isn’t going to. His hand cups her bare belly, calloused palm scraping at her stretched skin while wetness from his hand makes him sticks to her skin. “Hi baby.” He says, kissing their child. “You being good today?”

“He’s pretty chill today.” Mack acknowledges. “But I haven’t been doing much either.”

“Good. Sit there and look pretty. That’s all you need to do, baby.” David goes to the counter, flipping through the mail he brought in with him during and earlier break this morning. “How does ‘Baby Hischier-Carlson’ already have mail from your parents?” He chuckles showing her the blue mail envelope stamped with several international stamps. “He isn’t here yet.”

“Oh yeah, my mom and dad wanted to send letters to him. Like they did when Lucie was pregnant with the girls. You know, get started on being the best grandparents.” Mack jokes, giving David a slightly sad smile.

“They don’t know there is no competition?” He says lightly.

“Uh, I think the competition is higher. His other grandparents are literal angels.” Mack insists. David chuckles, scratching at his beard.

“That’s true.” He looks down at the envelope. “Damn that is a hell of a last name.” There is a slight tone that he covers up with a weak cough. Mack pauses her finger where it was still stroking her belly. She glances over her shoulder at him, watching him move across the kitchen to get a glass of water.

“What was that?” She asks him.

“What?”

“There was a tone there when you said last name.”

“I just mean, like… Never mind.” He trails off. This makes Mack even more curious. David never runs from conflict with her.

“No, please don’t ‘never mind’ me about our child. What?”

“He is going to have a cool last name. That’s all.” Mack doesn’t believe that is what her husband meant at all.

“What’s his last name going to be?” He stares at her as he gulps down several long sips of water. His tongue slides against his bottom teeth as he lowers the glass.

“You tell me, mama.” His gaze intensifies as Mack slides her eyes away in confusion.

“Carlson?”

“Thats it?”

“… Yes…?” She trails off. “Why wouldn’t he have your last name?”

“Because you don’t.”

“Oh.” She pauses, then pushes herself up off the couch. She wiggles her shorts back down her thighs then walks over to him in the kitchen. “Does that bother you now that I’m pregnant?”

“No. And I know better than to tell you even if it did.” He laughs, running a hand behind her back to cup her hip. She settles into his body, looking up at him.

“You can tell me if it does now. We can talk about it.”

“I don’t care about you having my last name. You’re mine in every sense of the way.” Mack can feel the but hanging at the end of his sentence, even if he doesn’t say it.

“But you want the kids to have it?”

“Yeah.” He shrugs his big shoulders.

“Okay. Well they will.” Mack says simply. “I don’t need them to be Hischiers.” David stares down at her, blinking as silence falls over them.

“Seriously?”

“Yes.” She laughs.

“Do you know how long I’ve been trying to talk to you about this? Like months. I was practicing on Connor before we left New York.”

“Babe!” Mack laughs, slapping his butt as she steps away. “Why?”

“I don’t know! I was worried you were going to get upset and think I was anti-feminism or some shit because I wanted something traditional.” Mack chuckles, grabbing a banana off the counter and starting to peel it.

“So girl dad Connor helped?”

“Yeah… I guess. I don’t know, there was a time where Lucie wavered on changing her name so we kinda talked through the importance of why I wanted this versus don’t need you to be a Carlson.”

“Care to enlighten me?” She asks, taking a bite of her fruit. David tilts his head to the side as he looks at her. His palms press into the counter on either side of his hips, work boots crossed at the ankles.

“I love you.” He says.

“I know.” She laughs around her bite. “You’re not getting out of this.”

“I… love you. And I respect you. And your need to be independent and free, even with the roots we have put down together.” He speaks slow, measured, like he is having trouble keeping the emotion out of his voice. “ But our baby is ours and when I thought of him being a Hischier, it felt like he would be more a part of you than me. I’ve kinda been left behind in my life a lot. I don’t want to be left behind in this family.” He motions between the two of them. Mack swallows her bite.

“This family doesn’t exist without you, babe.” She whispers back to him. He pops one corner of his lips up in a smile at her. “I love you so much. I’m never going to leave you behind, okay? This is our life.” Tears are blurring her vision and soaking her voice as she speaks.

“Thank you, honey.” He walks across the kitchen to her, letting her curl into his chest as she begins to sob. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.” He kisses the top of her head.

“I can’t help it.” She chokes out. “You’re just so damn sweet. And our baby is so lucky. I’m so lucky.” She hiccups at the end.

David hides his smile in her hair, beginning to sway them back and forth on the tiled floor he replaced earlier this summer.

Mack can say whatever she wants but he knows he is the luckiest one here.

#mackdavid au

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anonymous-dentist · 1 year ago

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GOD I LOVE YOUR AU ok question time

- who is in the federation of heros? What founded the federation? Are they powered like cellbit?

- how is cellbit one of the first few born? I feel theres a science experiment plot caught in this and he broke containment. I wonder if he found this out due to being able to scare himself, and that fear immediately projecting to others, making THEM just as scared. Id imagine hed be diagnosed with severe paranoia/etc and then like. Oh SHIT its not. That. Oh fuck.

- what was that leadup that made him a supervillain? Something so minuscule yet so big as fear, to be considered one of the high villains of the city is insane. Some people would probably laugh it off an say physical destruction was scarier than mental, until they see what he actually does.

- who did he murder?????? I wonder if it was someone who defied the "everyones fears projected back to them" ability. Someone unaffected by this, like maybe their own ability counteracted it. One of the federations lower ranked heros attacked... as a citizen... i feel theres more than meets the eye here..... but of course it ended with murder. I feel there could be done with something of luzu and his look alike there.

- i still keep thinking about breaking dawn and how forever is also considered richas's dad, and just thinking about it being kinda switched in this scenario. Cellbit walked into forevers life again an now richas has another dad to annoy the piss out of. Though i do feel him an jaiden would be at each others throats in investigation. She would totally be a foh member to me. He tries to take down them through HER.

- why jaiden? Shes probably the most visible with her apparent ability. I imagine her having hummingbird like abilities. Flying at such a fast rate it can change the force of wind itself, etc etc etc (running on coffee an headaches atm sorrie) but she KNOWS something. She knows the foh is fucked up. She knows its dictating the definition of right an wrong, but she doesnt have the power (YET!!!!!!) to kill them from the inside out.

- heros who are seen as the light amongst the city, vigilantes who are the underbelly of a growing problem/an antibiotic refusing to kill the infection, and singular villain who wants to put a stop to it for all. God. I am jn love with this au im sorry can u tell

- and then theres fucking SPIDER MAN. nobody knows who he may work for since, by the logic of q city, if your a vigilante, your working for someone else directly related to the foh, and being sponsored as such. But theres no calling for spiderman, theres even active "have you seen this person" signs around the city, marking them as a non verbalized threat to the standing of foh. Cellbits key.

- now he needs to convince his friends to help him find spiderman. For....... research. Yes. Totally. He wishes to interview spiderman in hopes to figure out "who he works for", which not really. Hes not the best at lying, nor was he really trying. He wants to crack down the foh to its rotten core.

- he even tries to ask roier for help at some point, right? He talks about the signs around the city, says its a shame that hes on a watch list- and how he swings around to actively web heros against the walls to stop them from hurting another person.

- and its convinent theyre on a coffee date (cellbit didnt even notice, roier did, an hes just awkwardly like... hahahahabah thats really weird why would spiderman stop him but also yeah i get that- why would thet get rid of MY hero <:((("

- cellbits subconsciously like. Shit. Pretty boy is pouting about the vigilante. More reason to find the motherfucker.

SORRY ITS SO LONG ENJOY THE RAMBLEEEE

WOW OKAY so let’s see:

1. It’s a lot like the Federation from the canon qsmp, but it’s also more overtly focused on ‘Protecting the City’ from superpowered threats. It stepped in to fill the shoes of the former police state, and by getting rid of the majority of police officers it both opened up opportunities for villains (and thus heroes and thus the Federation) and for heroes (see: previous parentheses.) The founder is anonymous, a “Mister Duck”.

2. I’m actually lowkey playing by MHA rules. Basically, at some point a couple of decades ago, kids started being born with superpowers. It was the more obvious ones that were discovered first, like a girl in France being born with little duck wings. Cellbit’s ability is less obvious, but his parents were constantly overly worried about him because babies and children are always very very scared of everything. Eventually he realized what was up when he was around nine or ten, but he didn’t really tell anybody because even back then he knew that he would “get in trouble” for it.

3. As for villainy, it was an accident. He needed money after his parents died (of sudden heart attacks, and he pretends he doesn’t know what that actually means), and he isn’t a very intimidating guy on his own, so he kinda… helped himself out a little. And it worked super well, so he kept doing it. And he kept doing it. And then he started going a bit overboard with it and the people he was robbing started dying, too.

4. And as for the murder, Cellbit and the hero were both civilians when they got into an argument. The hero, new to the whole thing, ended up using their ability and actually attacked him. He attacked back, notably without using his ability, and he accidentally killed them. The Feds were NOT happy about this, so they messed with the court proceedings and got him sent to prison for three years. But, hey, at least he got therapy there?

5 and 6. Jaiden is 100% working with the Federation in this au. She and Spider-Man are taking very different approaches to what is fundamentally the same issue here. I think her ability is more parrot-y, but she does work for them now. (It’s a very recent development.)

8-10. Spider-Man is a fan-favorite and the Federation does NOT appreciate him ruining their image!! And he knows that he isn’t well liked by them at the moment, and he doesn’t care because it’s fine if Spider-Man dies. He has a job to do, and he is going to do it.

11-end. And it’s a good thing that Cellbit is such a big Spider-Man fan! It’s something Roier thinks they can use to bond. Definitely. Bonding.

…Can you tell superhero aus are my guilty pleasure lol

#asks!#anon!#deli superhero au

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pinkberrypocky · 8 months ago

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pmmm rewatch live notes: ep 3

we're back in the building! watching my friends react to mami in this ep was great. up until this point they were like idk why u felt the need to make sure to emphasize its psychological horror like its not that bad and then this ep they were like yeah so thanks for the warning thats shit was Crazy.

ok ok notes time

yellow lighting in kyosuke’s hospital room when sayaka visits

kyosuke has a half hearted smile and a bit of a faraway look in his eyes when he talks about music w sayaka

he looks away upset w broken arm extended when they listen to music and sayaka goes from happy and blushy to sad

sayaka gets all excited and makes comments about how cool it is to fight for justice as a magical girl and mami has to remind her it’s dangerous

mami says she didn’t have the luxury of a choice

she had to make her contact to survive

which is ironic bc her soul was removed when she made it so she really died anyways

and the magical girl profession always ends in early death anyways

mami asks sayaka if she actually wants kyosuke’s wish fulfilled or if she wants him to be grateful FORESHADOWING

kyubey says the sooner the better and mami makes a joke about not pushing girls into things and everyone laughs but like it is literally what he does he pressures them and gets them into more and more situations that ups the pressure to become a magical girl

madoka says she doesn’t have any skills or passions so she wants to be a magical girl to have a purpose (me fr)

madoka asks her dad why her mom likes her job so much and her dad explains that it’s trying her best at smth that she loves

foreshadowing for madoka’s choices

your dream being not smth in specific but being able to devote yourself wholly to Something

homura is upset that mami is leading them into danger

mami brushes it off as bc kyubey chose them but i think deep down it’s bc she doesn’t want to be alone anymore

kyubey chooses sayaka to stay and watch the grief seed while madoka gets mami bc he knows that she’s closer to agreeing to be a magical girl and has a wish in mind and if an emergency happened he could get her to do it right away

yellow and orange sunset lighting when mami goes into the labyrinth that she dies in

homura tries to hunt the witch bc she knows mami will die fighting it but none of them see this and think she’s being selfish

madoka is hesitant to ignore and leave behind homura but ultimately puts up no fight and follows mami

madoka feels bad that she’s not good at anything and relies on others for things a lot (just like me fr)

says becoming a magical girl would be her dream to help and save others

madoka tells mami she’s not alone anymore just like she does w all of the magical girls in the timeline of forever

yellow orbs of light that look like mami’s soul gem float around them

mami tells madoka to wish for a cake if she can’t think of smth better by the time they beat the witch which is fucking wild considering mami should know the gravity of this choice

she is so overjoyed by madoka ensuring she’d never be alone again that she isn’t thinking about that part

she says she’s not scared anymore bc she’s not alone and rushed in without fear

it’s that hope that kills her

mami dies and the red ribbon restraining homura fades away in her hand

like madoka’s ribbon

sayaka takes things out on homura for taking the grief seed saying it belonged to mami which foreshadows how she is w kyoko and the other way of being a magical girl

in the new ending a silhouette of homura reaches for madoka as she walks away

#puella magi madoka magica #pmmm #madohomu #madoka magica #holy quintet #madoka kaname #homura akemi #mahou shoujo madoka magica #the ending makes me literally crazy #like. if u haven't looked up the english translation do it rn it is SO #amalee also has a pretty good english cover if thats more your jam! middle school me loved that shit #like if u told me they wrote that song for the anime i would believe u #wait did they write it for the anime #i googled it and whoops it so totally was written for the anime so uhhh #anyways its a banger and u should listen and look up the translation for maximum angst pain vibes

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i-love-dopamine · 4 months ago

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this got long uhm talking about my mother under the cut

ik i make jokes about x thing being bad for my health but i am sure my mom isn't good for my health

ill feel so good for a whole week and start to feel like my relationship with my mom could work out when im an adult and then out of the blue ill get a little too comfortable and make a joke or a half joke (telling my grandma she doesn't know whats in my pants, saying hobie brown is a he/him lesbian, ect) and she'll get all pissy and be bigoted and lie her ass off

like just now i was talking to my mom about fictional characters, making jokes about getting attached to horror movie characters, etc etc, and it was starting to get back into banning shows i like territory because shes a control freak

i was trying to wrap it up on a positive note so we can all go to bed without headaches and made a joke about hobie brown being my wife (has made her laugh before) and she asked what he is. now this is an incredibly general term coming from my mother. does she mean queer? does she mean race? does she mean what animation style is he in? lets try something general. i told her hes *something* but im unsure what. she presses, asking again what is he. i make a joke about people headcanoning him as a he/him lesbian.

it goes down hill from here.

she says those two terms cannot co-exist. we walk onto the front porch, a sign we are about to have a Conversation.

i tell her no two people have the same concept of gender. she tells me that doesn't change the definition. i describe a trans guy who identifies as a lesbian. she tells me thats a woman. i tell her thats not- she cuts me off. she tells me we're all he/she amphibians who are fish and marry turtles. i grit my teeth, having initially thought her using that terminology was progress a month ago, and now seeing she uses it to disregard identity.

i explain that humans crave stability, having to reiterate multiple times, partially because her skull is thick and partially because she keeps interrupting me. i politely ask her to stop interrupting me and to let me get out an idea before she changes it.

i go into names, thinking she cares for them. she disregards most of it with the occasional "im pickin up what yer puttin down." I go into star signs, knowing she cares about those (she reminds me im a gemini so often its gotten a little dysphoric before.) Interrupted. Again.

she uses the term respect, a word I've grown to hate. my bones go into attack mode, and i still incredibly politely for the context explain i dislike the word and explain that love and human compassion is better. she agrees. we'll see if she was lying or not in the following month.

we reiterate that i dont feel like shes listening, and she reassures me in an un-assuring way that she does listen and that I've taught her things. i hope i can believe her.

i bring it back to stability and identity. after a minute of being interrupted more times than i can count with absolute gibberish about heaven and being an angel and identifying as a frog i ask her what she thinks of he/him lesbians again, praying to the lord above that if hes there to let her understand. she does not, furthur reasoning to my atheism.

more gibberish, and my dad shows up. my dad, while not tumblrina levels woke, is an incredibly smart person. at first hes been not the best in any term, but its been a couple years and hes gotten better. hes also, thankfully, delt with my mom for a couple decades. he starts tearing down my moms arguments at lightning speed, and my mother becomes irritated. fuck, i knew i probably wasn't making progress the way i was going but at least I wasn't worried shed go ape shit and take away my access to the real world. she calles the term unisex, i correct her to intersex only to be told i was wrong. so, she definitely hasn't been listening.

my dad and i both end up storming off to the living room. he gives me the run down of a new anime while i keep myself from crying. i go to bed and begin working on the words you're reading now. i hear my mother and dad argue over the same points i was making, with my dad on my side. all i hear is them calling me wise, my mom actually suggesting my phone is a good thing (HUGE progress.) My mother disagrees with something my dad says, and there's a brief conversation about Palestinians, probably referring to my earlier conversation with my dad.

anyway now im watching an anime w my dad and praying my mom doesn't start shit again •3•

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strawberryjamsara · 1 year ago

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HELLO

Idk if you've seen the ending where you choose all the red options but i wanna hear your thoughts abt it if you have...

Also because im going insane over it so i need to get my thoughts out somewhere (about the red option ending)

// spoilers below?

Sara admitting that she doesn't make any new connections because she's afraid of dragging them into a world of darkness despite not having (to her) any credible evidence that such a thing will happen is so????

Does she subconsciously know something is up with her family?? I assume she's caught on that her family life is a lil off due to her having an option(s)? About her father going -> (Eg. When you tell joe "Don't laugh" she goes "Don't laugh at my father!!" And there's an option that says something about embarassment abt her dad)

Like???

AND THATS NOT EVEN MENTIONING THE DG APPEARANCE IN A MINISODE SET !!BEFORE!! THE TIMELINE OF THE GAMES??? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? WHAT IS GOING ON??

(AND THE IMPLICATIONS THAT SARA DID SURVIVE THE DG AND IS NOW LIKE "I WONDER WHAT WOULDVE HAPPENED IF I DID THIS INSTEAD? WOULD IT BE DIFFERENT")

My brain will now be rotating this minisode like a microwave for months now 😭 goddamn nankidai's wild ride never ends

HI HI SO I FOUND OUT THE RED ENDING EXISTED AFTER I COMPLETED THE INITIAL STORY AND ITS. SOMETHING.

There’s so much to unpack with the red ending. In a sense the red ending changes so much of the perspective of the story. Part of me thinks maybe this story is Sara post logic, trying to piece together remnants of her memories of Joe. Who was he? A best friend? A crush? Something in between? She’s putting so many pieces together, and also starting to take notice of the “red flags” she had with her father. We’ve seen signs of her home life before but here they’re essentially playing on a loudspeaker what kind of father he was.

And also this ending shows so much self hatred from Sara. The idea she’s dark and unknowable and that she’s destined to drag others down with her if she makes friends (very Catholic of you Sara). And it feels like another thing she was subtly ‘taught’. Her dad just needed her to keep on with what he’s said about never holding back, and the guilt will be enough that she doesn’t form ‘real’ bonds. So she doesn’t really become attached to anyone, since she needs to have that trait if she’s going to be willing to kill.

But you know who else has that trait? That ‘I’m an awful person who will drag others down with me’ mentality that makes them form walls? Trick question it’s two people. Keiji and Kai.

Kai hating his ‘darkness’ being fine with Mr Chidouins love even as he’s essentially used as a servant and not allowed to speak to his family… While it probably didn’t start after he worked there, I can see Mr Chidouin nursing that feeling in him so he can be a better weapon. His way of getting him to be willing to die for the cause of rescuing his daughter. And won’t that just feed her feeling of dragging others down? The fact that someone she never even knew died for her, and she spent the whole time thinking he was some stalker? It’s just one thing to keep her feeling like she hurts whatever she touches, after the other guilt of her best friend dying.

And Keiji… Oh Keiji. It’s not really hard to see that the reason Keiji stops trying to manipulate Sara and grows a genuine attachment to her is because he sees himself in her. More precisely he’s afraid she’ll end up like him. And yet despite their hatred for attachments and belief that they will hurt other people, they form one of the strongest connections in the game. Maybe because of it. Because Keiji never really shows full vulnerability maybe Sara thought he was ‘safe’ to get close too. If he didn’t care all that much, and even he seemed fine with the darkness, she couldn’t cause him to get worse. And then they both caused each other to get better. Urrrgh I’m punching the ground:

#your turn to die #kimi ga shine #yttd #sara chidouin #joe tazuna #kai satou #keiji shinogi #Meister #yttd steam #ask

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stxar-pvnk · 1 year ago

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(Not og idea punkflower angst!!)

(@kamillsworld

(@silent-raven13

Miles and Hobie sat in HQ hands interlocked with each other "my mom's making food tonight she has the weekend off" he says quietly to the taller male Hobie nods his head "alright I'll be there" he smiled.

The truth was that Hobie and miles had done stuff like kissing hand holding cuddling and staying the night, borrowing stuff from each other but it just wasn't enough for miles.

Peter B walks in mayday crawling on his head "hello love birds!" He smiled as he sat down mayday crawling over to them now miles laughs a bit at the nick name "nice." He says getting up "im actually bringing Hobie over to my house for dinner" he says to Peter as Gwen and pav walk in

"really?! Thats great!!" Pav bounced up and down excitedly Gwen laughs a little "yeah miles it's great" she assures him "I think my dad is gonna be weirded out that my boyfriend has so many peircings though he'll probably think your about to rob us or something although he thinks everyone is trying to rob us.." miles says trailing off in thought "I don't do labels miles so boyfriend is a bit much don't ya think" Hobie answers nonchalantly

Miles feels a pang in his heart "what?.." he asks confused as he sits back down "I don't do labels" he answers again miles tears up a little "Hobie we've done everything a couple does we've kisses cuddled I've told my roomate..my best friend that your my boyfriend!" Miles argues

"doing everything like that don't neccisarily mean we are something you know?" He says grabbing miles hands

"now calm down love" he says in a calm tone But miles wasn't calm "fine. Friends don't kiss Hobie. or hold hands. So don't do any of that with me. You know what? Were over, man." Miles said backing off snatching away his hands .

"what..?" Hobie replied confused

"were done Hobie. Im just a fling right?" Miles says and portals out. It hadn't even been an hour and miles was sobbing his eyes out.

His throat was dry his eyes were puffy and his heart was broken. Gwen sat on his bed rubbing his back "hobie's just like that I guess miles...don't get hung up about it ok Miles? There is always someone out there." She smiles.

Miles sighs hiccuping "yeah." He says as he drags himself outta bed taking off his jumper as it was smeared with tears.

Pavitr went to go see his best friend thinking the calm demeanor would last for Hobie. HOPING that Hobie would go and apologize to miles.

he opens the door to Hobies apartment to see a sobbing punk rock boy flung over his to small couch clutching the tear soaked hoodies miles had given him the night before, blasting heartbroken songs on full blast...he looked like a mess.

"Hobie? It's me.. pav.." pavitr says to the sobbing teen. Hobie shot up "is miles with you?! Where is he?!" Hobie wiped his eyes staggering to grab his jacket "no Hobie..just me." Pav responds. Hobie sinks into his couch upset "fucking hell! I had him right by my side! He-i-i.. we.." Hobie couldn't find the words

"tell me everything you like about miles." Pav snapped out Hobie looks at him confused "mate what?..

"Tell me!" He snapped

"a-alright!! He's..he's pretty..."

"and?"

"and he's smart."

"... elaborate on tha-"

Hobie cut him off

"hes smart he's really pretty he's an amazing cook I love is drawings he's an amazing person AND I FUCKING LOVE HIM!"

Hobie yells clenching his fists tight.

"you love him yeah?" Pav asks

"..yes."

Hobie sighs

"then..go tell him that." Pav says to Hobie. The taller male jumps at the opportunity "y-your right!" He runs out his building forgetting he could just portal out he portals into miles dimension staggering a bit he looks around to spot a certain flower shop .

He bursted in the small bell making a annoying ring "oh deary me.." the old florist says getting closer "I need um.." Hobie blanks out

"sunflowers like you always do Hobie?" The old lady asks

"oh god bless you marge yes sunflowers!" He grabs a bunch paying the bill and running out in a hurry he tried miles's house looking in his bedroom.

His suitcase was gone. School. Hobie groans running and swinging to miles's dorm he was there but he was cuddled asleep under gankes blankets as Ganke stroked his hair.

Normally Hobie would give EVERYONE a chance. But not Ganke. Ganke seemed nice. Yeah. But too nice to miles. Sending him longingly stares. Straight up rubbish if Hobie thinks so.

Thats when it hit Hobie.

If miles wouldn't be able to come to him.

Hobie would come to him.

Undercover. In the school. As his "classmate".

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dcwnthercbbithcle · 8 months ago

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🎔 + Dwight and Evan

Send Me 🎔 + A Ship And I'll Tell You || ACCEPTING! (Please only send in blog ships though!)

OKAY SO I THOUGHT QUITE A BIT ABOUT THIS ONE, and I kind of hemmed and hawed over answering it cause I'm not much of a Dwight/Trapper shipper, and I more so exclusively ship with Kirb and their version of the resident 'done nothing wrong ever in his life' killer Philip! But I figured I'll do it for fun and the meme and to challenge myself to branch out a bit more with Evan! Shipping with him is uhhh, it's a tricky subject, but I don't want to close out his ability to have interesting dynamics at the same time!

Who wins a prize at a carnival/fair/festival: OKAY, HEAR ME OUT, logically? Evan, I mean, look at him, he has the strength even in rigged games to throw his weight around! But, for comedy purposes, I feel like Dwight is EXTREMELY lucky when it comes to carnival games. He will win games that should be functionally unwinnable. The carnival workers want to kill him. Evan is laughing so so hard and frankly the ability to have that is the best prize at all. Poor Dwight will never be able to show his face in this carnival again, he'll be banned for life, but it's WORTH IT.

Who does most of the cooking: Evan! Surprisingly enough, when given the opportunity to embrace it, Evan's a house husband at heart and he loves to provide. Be it with a hot meal (a commodity in the realm) or a hand patching up the wounds after a successful escape from a trial!

Who does most of the shopping: Dwight, not that Dwight enjoys it, it's just that Evan is more than a little insecure about his burns (not that he'll ever admit it, and seeing people, the expressions they make seeing his wound and hearing the comments and upset from children) ... it's not a nice feeling, and Dwight sees it, feels it for him and offers to do this chore for him. No, you're not being a burden, Evan! He likes it! (he doesn't), he'll just pop in his headphones and be done fast! No doubt!

Who is hopeless at board games: Dwight, remember what I said about Dwight being lucky at carnival games? Reverse it for board-games, he SUCKS and somehow it seems like every dice has a personal vendetta against him. Evan is more than happy to claim the victory though!

Who is always trying to make the other laugh: Dwight, enough said there, Evan is a man of stoicism, which makes it so so much more rewarding when he cracks! Haha

Who has a tendency to give out TMI: Neither? Both Evan and Dwight have massive hide it away energy, just cause like, they're both a bit on the prudish side and given Evan's relationship with his sexuality... YEAH

Who does more DIY projects: EVAN, he's such a dad, he always has a hundred little projects around his little shack to keep him sane. He's such a dad at heart, honestly!

Who is the big spoon: Evan, I fear he has the Toxic Masculinity and he MAY DIE if he is little spoon

Who gives more casual affection: Dwight!!

Who reads to whom: EVAN INSISTS DWIGHT READ TO HIM, Evan isn't a bad reader, though he does have his difficulties at times, it's just that he finds he focuses on the stories and retains things more readily when he's being read to, and double so when he enjoys the voice of the person talking to him. Dwight squeaky toys when he hears this, looking up at Evan in a kind of 'thats exceptionally adorable, you like my voice?' and Evan is regretting admitting that fact at all since Dwight is gonna be *weird* about it (Dwight isn't weird, Evan's just flustered and embarrassed)

Who brings drinks and food without being asked: EVAN! Caring for people in a quiet and more understated fashion, like remembering favorite foods and bringing snacks is a big gesture for him!!

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boldlyvoid · 2 years ago

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No Longer Alone Together: Part 5

Part 5 | Masterlist

December 17th: Museum Party

Laura sits on the edge of her bed with a smile as she rubs her belly, watching Y/N put her earrings on after helping her pick a full outfit for tonight. They went with a bright colour, much like she picked every year since meeting Spence, this year it was Purple. It hugs her form, with long sleeves, a slit in the skirt (easy access) and a deep V-neck�� (again, easy access) It’s very hot. Sexy even, which is exactly what she’s going for.

“You’re extra dolled up today… any reason in particular?” Laura smirks, knowingly.

“We haven’t had sex since he got home,” she shares with a whisper, staring back at Laura through the mirror.

Emily was downstairs with Spencer and the kids, the two women offered to watch all the kids so mom and dad can go to the annual Christmas Party at the museum and get their rocks off in her office like they do every year.

“The day he got home?” She’s extra curious, “that was 17 days ago…”

“Believe me, I know,” she sighs. “I’m either sick or sleeping by the time all 3 of the kids are tucked in, and if we do get up to anything, someone always wakes up before it can get too far.”

“Bummer… I have sex every night now that she’s home,” Laura brags with a smug smirk. “I want this baby out of me, so…”

“I know the feeling,” she manages to laugh, turning back to her when she’s done her last earring. “Ta-da?”

“Beautiful, stunning, immaculate,” she teases, “I can go on?”

“It’s okay,” Y/N laughs, waving her off. “Thank you… it’s so hard to feel pretty when I feel like I’m dying every day.”

“Do girls just make you sicker?” She wonders, purely curious because she wasn’t this sick with Atlas and Laura never felt that sick with PJ.

“Wait, are you having a girl?” She picks up on it, Laura’s been keeping it a secret for so long that Y/N just gave up trying to get it out of her. “Oh my god?”

She nods, “we are… we have one of each and now we’re done.”

She rushes to Laura and wraps her up in a big hug, “oh my god!! Now our girls can be best friends too!!!”

“Have you told Noa and Luna about the new baby yet?” She wonders, keeping her voice down just in case.

Y/N shakes her head, “no, Atlas knows though, he wants to tell them on his birthday.”

“Oh, thats cute,” Laura swoons. “How’d you make the sweetest boy on earth?”

She shrugs, “I think it’s all Spencer's fault… so you have one too, now.”

“Does it ever weird you out that your husband is my baby daddy?” She teases, “cause I’ve thought about it a little too hard and we share everything like most friends do but… we’ve shared literally everything.”

She manages to laugh at that, “I mean, it’s not that weird? If you went with Will, you guys would’ve had carbon copies of Henry and Rosie, 'cause you know… you’re like JJ’s twin.”

“Yeah, I know… yet still somehow PJ looks like baby Henry?” Laura teases. “I wonder if his hair will darken as he gets older like Noa’s did.”

“I miss her strawberry blonde baby curls,” Y/N swoons, thinking back to her perfect little girl. “But the brown suits her way better, she looks like Diana’s sister when she was younger…”

“You’re stalling now…” Laura reaches her hands out for Y/N who takes them and helps her up off the bed and to her feet, “you ready to go now?”

“I think so, do I look okay?”

“Stunning, remember?” Laura gives her a wink.

She helps Laura back down the stairs to the main floor where everyone else is, to find the cutest little scene ever. Spencer is already in his suit, sitting on the couch talking to Emily with all their kids together on the carpet. PJ is in Atlas’s lap, the girls on either side of him as they watch Elf on Netflix, giggling away as Will Ferrell eats pasta with sweets on top.

They’re in matching Christmas pyjamas, and they have a big bowl of popcorn and a smaller bowl of m&m’s that they’re all sharing from, completely content. There’s no fighting, no hogging, no shoving… Luna picks up an m&m and puts it in Atlas’s mouth so he can keep holding PJ. It’s unbelievable how sweet they are with each other. The new baby will be so loved, she knows it already.

“Look at you!” Spencer stands from the couch and makes his way to her, taking her hand and making her spin around (slowly though so she doesn’t feel sick) and making sure the kids see her too. “Look at how beautiful your mother is, kids!”

Noelle gasps when she sees her, “So beautiful, mama!”

“The prettiest!” Atlas agrees, “right Lulu?”

She stands up and runs over with sticky fingers ready to touch the velvet of her purple dress. Spencer grabs her just in time, holding her back, “no touching, use your words.”

“It’s so pretty mama, you look like a princess?”

“Thank you,” she kneels down to be on her level, “can I have a kiss before we go?”

Luna nods, leaning in and giving her a quick kiss. Y/N moves her brown hair out of her face and boops her nose with a smile, “be good for aunty Em and Laura, okay? Remember Santa and the elves are still watching right up until Christmas.”

“I know,” she hurries off back to her spot in front of the TV then.

Y/N follow her over, kneeling once more to press a kiss to the top of the other 2 kids' heads, “same goes for you, be good, please?”

“I’ll make sure they’re good, mom,” Atlas gives a sweet smile, “look how good I am at holding Peej…”

“You’re the sweetest big brother and cousin,” she ruffles his hair, “I love you, guys.”

“Love you, mom,” he smiles at her once more and then turns back to the TV too.

They’re all preoccupied and happy, the perfect time to slip out, so they take it.

Spencer opens the passenger door for Y/N and she notices the car's already on and has been warming up for the last few minutes. It’s nice and toasty warm when she sits down, the seat warmers on and everything.

Spencer holds her hand on the drive, caressing her with his thumb, “I meant it… you look absolutely amazing tonight, my love.”

“Thank you,” she’s a big ball of smiles and love. “It’s all for you…”

He practically growls, lifting her hand to his mouth to kiss her knuckles, the top of her hand and her wrist… if he wasn’t driving he’d be covering her in kisses and moving her to the backseat. But he can't. Not yet, at least.

“You have to behave for at least an hour before we can sneak away… so many of my colleagues have asked if you’re coming this year because they love your books.”

“Really?” He can’t believe it.

She nods, “oh yeah, all those copies I had you sign last week were for their gifts.”

“Okay that makes sense now, I thought those were for the auction?”

“Some were, and they’ll probably make a lot tonight so thank you,” she glances over at him lovingly. “I love going to these stupid parties with you.”

“You know I’d follow you anywhere babe.”

—

Spencer spends more time than he’d like answering questions about his book and mingling with strangers. He signs copies of books people brought knowing he’d be there, his Wikipedia page does say that his wife is a curator at the museum, so even a few fans are outside waiting for photos with him.

It’s so weird to see people swoon over him now, he’s her big celebrity husband now that he’s been on so many interviews, podcasts and talk shows. He takes more photos inside the party, people already want to know when he’ll publish the third book but he hasn’t even started it.

He wasn’t going to until next summer… now he’s not so sure if he’ll write it at all with the new baby coming. His family takes priority over his publishing schedule. But he lies and says soon to anyone who asks.

When they do finally manage to sneak away, however, they giggle as they run hand and hand, down the tunnel from one museum, all the way down to the Natural History building.

She got a bigger office earlier in the year and her first thought was “a couch would make Christmas Party sex easier…”

They come tumbling through the door and she’s shoved against it almost immediately, his mouth on her neck and his hands working on the tie of her dress to let it fall open and expose all of her. His big, warm hands slip inside her dress, feeling up her hips and stomach, all the way up to where he cups her boobs with a groan, “fuck, I’ve missed getting to touch you like this…”

“Mommy’s been busy,” she teases him, holding his head in her hands while his kisses travel lower. “But, wait, Spence, wait a sec…”

“Hm?” He pauses to look up at her, “you okay?”

She nods, “look,” she points behind him at the couch, “I thought it would come in handy…”

“I don’t wanna cum from a handy,” he whines, making her laugh with his stupid joke.

“Come on,” she pushes him over to the couch and straddles his lap. Her dress draped open like a robe, her nicest bra and underwear on display for him.

Once again he runs his hands up her thighs, over her hips and tummy. She’s so much different now from the first time saw her naked… different in a good way. A great way. The best way, actually. With every stretch mark and scar, it tells a story of where she’s been and Spencer knows every tale. Her wonderful body has carried his children, his pride, his joy and all his love for the last 9 years now. Next year it will be a whole decade of them being hopelessly in love with each other, which felt insane. Insane but right.

“How’d you wanna do this?” He whispers, “are we making it last or—

“I want to make it last,” she could cry she misses him so bad. “I wish we were in our bed but I can’t take not having you anymore, it’s been too long, Spence.”

“Say no more,” he knows the drill. He picks her up and sits her down on the couch instead, dropping to his knees between her legs. “You locked the door right?”

She shakes her head, “I don’t think so…”

He takes just a moment to get back up and lock the door, using his time to shake off his jacket and place it on her desk. He unbuttons the cuffs on his shirt, rolling his sleeves up while looking at her with a smug smirk. He knew she thought he was the sexiest man alive, and as he gets older it’s just getting worse for her… he’s going a bit grey, he’s a lot thicker than he was when they first met, he looks so grown up and mature and sexy. The real definition of DILF.

His tie comes off next, he undoes a few buttons and then he’s dropping to his knees in front of her again. “Ready, pretty girl?”

“Mhm,” she melts into the couch, spreading her legs and lifting her hips so he can start pulling her panties down. He loops his fingers around the fabric hugging her hips and pulls them off ever so slowly until they’re off and he’s shoving them into his pants pocket.

“I bet all those girls out there screaming your name would die to be here right now,” she teases. “What’s it like, rock star?”

He kisses the side of her right knee, dragging his beard-covered cheek down her freshly shaven leg with a hum, “strange… I only want you… I mean look at you?” He groans again when he gets a look at her now naked pussy.

His wedding ring is cold against her skin, his big hands soothing down her thighs to hold them open and makes her shiver. Her nipples harden under her bra and her breath hitches as he leans in and kisses the crease of her leg where her groin meets her inner thigh. He tugs her towards the edge of the couch more, arms wrapped around her thighs, and he digs in. His tongue is broad and hot and skilled with almost a decade of pleasing her under his belt.

She grips his long, wonderful, curly locks tight with her back arching and eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure his mouth brings. “It’s been too long…” He hums against her, sucking on her clit just right, she caresses his head and pulls his hair into a little ponytail as he slips a finger inside of her, “fuck…”

She’s just getting into it when her phone starts to ring. “Let it go,” she waves it off, “if it’s important they’ll call you too…”

Spencer looks up at her, still sucking on her clit while he fingers her, trying to be quick just in case they are being called home for something. She closes her eyes and tries to get back into it, her phone stops ringing and eventually the room is silent again. Then Spencer’s coat starts to buzz on her desk.

“Fuck,” Spencer pulls away, face glistening with her desire as he sighs. He hurries to his desk and gets his phone out of his pocket to see Emily’s calling. “What’s up?”

“Woah, okay, sorry for the blue balls buddy but my wife’s water just broke on your kitchen floor,” Emily explains and Spencer’s phone is loud enough for Y/N to hear too.

“Oh my god,” Y/N starts to panic, standing up from the couch and wrapping her dress back around herself and retying it. “Give me that,” she takes the phone from his hand, “have you called Will? Have him come stay with my kids while you head to the hospital and we’ll head right home. Is she okay?”

“Will’s on his way, Laura’s okay, she thought it was just Braxton hicks… I cleaned up the kitchen floor—

“I don’t care about the floor, really, it’s okay. Do you need us to go to your place and get anything?” She asks, watching Spencer put his tie back on and fix his selves.

“No, everything is in my car and ready to go… we’ll text you and give you updates and everything. Don’t rush home, the roads are getting bad with the snow that’s falling so be careful,” Emily warns, protective as ever.

“You too then, good luck and tell her I love her— we love you both,” she says just for good measure.

“She knows,” Emily smiles, “I’ll let you go, Will just pulled in the driveway.”

“Bye,” Y/N hangs up and hands the phone back to him. “Looks like we’ve gotta make it quick after all.”

“What?” Spencer was about to put his jacket back on, thinking they were done for the night. “Are you serious?”

She nods and drops the tie on her dress again, letting it slip off her arms and onto the floor, “bend me over the desk for old time sake…”

He doesn’t need to be told twice.

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